Todd is at the Flaming Flamingo bar, drowning his sorrows after finding out that he's the long-lost biological son of Victor Lord. He knocks back shots at the bar as the bartender watches him warily.

Todd: I think there's something wrong with this glass. It's got a big leak. Every time you pour in it -- it just disappears.
Bartender: Look, Hoss, maybe you oughta slow down.
Todd: "Slow down"? To whom do you think you are talking?
Bartender: Who?
Todd: I guess I was kinda hoping you could tell me. I used to know who I was. I was Peter Manning's boy. Little Todd. Then I was Big Todd. Star linebacker on Llanview U's football squad. Big man on campus. That all went away one night. Then I became Todd the Slimeball. Lowest of the low.
Bartender: You've had quite a life so far.
Todd: Yeah. It was all just a case of mistaken identity. See, I'm not who I thought I was. Turns out, I'm somebody completely different. Do you -- have any idea what it feels like to know that you're somebody completely different than who you thought you were before you found out who you were?
Bartender: That's your last drink, killer.

The bartender takes the glass away from Todd and walks away. Todd is unfazed.

Todd: Okay. That's fine. I don't need a glass. I'm Victor Lord's kid, right? I can do whatever the hell I want.

He leans over the bar and swipes a bottle when the bartender's not looking. He reads the label.

Todd: Well, let's drink to the bottom of the bottle.

Then Todd gets up, grabs his copy of Lord of the Banner and sits down at a nearby table. He opens the book and stares at the picture of Victor Lord.

Todd: Victor Lord. Pleased to meet you. I'm your baby boy.

--end scene--

Blair (fresh off an argument with Tina, who accused Blair of faking the pregnancy to snag Todd's inheritance) has now arrived at the bar. She looks around the place in disgust. A patron tries to rub up on her.

Blair: Ugh! In your dreams!

She quickly gets away from the man and heads inside. There, at a nearby table, Todd is passed out, his head flat on the table's surface.

Blair: Todd? Todd?

But he doesn't stir. She touches his shoulders affectionately and then picks up his copy of Lord of the Banner.

--end scene--

Blair inspects the bottle Todd's been drinking out of. It's cheap booze that's not to her liking.

Blair: You at least oughta drown your sorrows in the good stuff. God knows you can afford it now.

That said, she turns her attention to waking him up. She strokes his arm and shakes him gently.

Blair: Todd? Hey, Todd, wake up. Hey, Todd. It's me. It's me, Blair.

Todd stirs and picks his head up off the table. He looks around and sees Blair next to him.

Todd: What are you doing here? How'd you get to the land of pink flamingos, huh? How'd you find me?
Blair: Well, I'm -- I'm part bloodhound.
Todd: Bloodhound, huh? That's a thoroughbred, right? Me, I'm a mongrel. Blue blood, but I'm a bastard.

Of course, Blair knows exactly what's going on, but she has to pretend otherwise.

Blair: Todd, what -- what are you talking about?
Todd: Why don't you do yourself a favor, do this kid a favor, and take off. I told you to leave me alone.
Blair: Please don't shut me out. Not -- not when you need me now. I mean, what's wrong?
Todd: I can't believe who I am. Who I came from.
Blair: You know something? What comes first with -- with me is that -- that you're my husband and we're going to have a baby. Who you are is -- well, is who this child is. Todd, you've gotta talk to me.

Todd slowly looks at her but stays silent.

--end scene--

Blair: Come on, Todd. This -- this isn't the answer here.
Todd: Yes, it is the answer. It's the only answer. Total annihilation. Why? You got a better one?
Blair: I don't know. But I'm telling you this --
Todd: You know why you don't have any other answers? 'Cause there ain't no other answers for you to have, that's why. Only facts. Cold, hard, plain, old facts.
Blair: What -- what facts?
Todd: I know 'em all. I know all of them. All of their dirty little secrets.
Blair: Um, whose secrets, Todd?
Todd: Everybody's. David. Tina. Even that lousy birddog, Sam Vance. Why is it that the bastard son is the last to know, huh, Blair?
Blair: I -- I don't know, Todd.
Todd: Victor Lord is my father. And my mother, my sainted mother -- was some slut roommate of Kevin's mom. Irene somebody. See, my old man Victor was putting it to some girl the same age as his daughter.

Blair, of course, feigns surprise.

Blair: Victor Lord was your father?? Oh my -- my God! But, wait, Todd, don't -- don't do this to yourself. You're being too -- too hard on yourself here.
Todd: He gave me away. So did she.
Blair: Who? Victor Lord was your father, and Irene somebody --
Todd: Manning. You know, Tina's mom. Irene Manning. She raised her and she dumped me away to her cousin. Good riddance.
Blair: Oh...Peter Manning was -- oh, was Irene's cousin.
Todd: A couple of dollars probably changed hands knowing Peter Manning, but probably wasn't a big deal to good old Victor Lordbucks.
Blair: Todd, are -- are you sure about all this?
Todd: Yes, I'm sure about all of this. Give me back my bottle.
Blair: Todd --
Todd: I'm sure about all this. I heard it right from the horse, Tina's, mouth. She spat it at me. I'm her brother. And Kevin's mom, too. Ugh. Go figure that. Viki Lord Buchanan Whatever...I'm her bouncing baby brother. What a hoot. Give me back my bottle now?
Blair: Look, you've had way, way too much to drink already. I don't --
Todd: Give me back my bottle.

Blair reluctantly slides the bottle back toward Todd, who snatches it away.

Todd: Must be pretty pathetic, you giving me back my booze.
Blair: Enough people have taken things away from you.
Todd: Went to see my sister today. Viki. She told me all about my mommy, and she told me some other stuff that made my stomach turn. There's all kinds of figures, you know? I mean, I never even had a fighting chance.
Blair: What -- what are you talking about, Todd?
Todd: That old sack of dust that was my father for about two seconds. I was, on my worst day, nothing but a flea next to the kind of monster he was.

Todd shoves Lord of the Banner at Blair.

Todd: Here, read all about it yourself. Tales from the crypt. 'Cause it all makes sense now, huh? Why Tina's nothing but a greedy little ditz. Why I'm the kind of creep I am.
Blair: Todd, no, you're not --
Todd: The thing I can't figure out is why Viki turns out so proper and refined all the time. I don't know how she manages it -- that fish skin she had for a father.

--end scene--

Todd: Listen, why don't you just take off? Leave me alone. Forget you ever met me.
Blair: Todd, how can I do that?
Todd: Go back to Cord. Tell him you made a mistake. Let him know that it's his kid you're pregnant with.
Blair: Well, I can't do that, Todd.
Todd: Do it for the kid. He deserves better than a father like me.

In an attempt to emphasize this, he picks the book up and puts it down in front of Blair. Then he gets out of his chair and goes to leave. Panicked, Blair grabs his arm.

Blair: Todd! I'm not going to walk away from you! And I'm not going to let you walk away from me. Now, I don't care if you are the spawn of the devil.
Todd: (glumly) From what I hear, that'd be a step up.
Blair: Look, whoever your father was, you are not like him, Todd. Not anymore. Not anymore, Todd! You're strong!

Todd looks at Blair, who has become more and more emotional with every word. While Todd doesn't notice the shift in her demeanor, viewers do -- whereas earlier she was busy acting out shock at Todd's parentage, now she's genuinely empathetic and very obviously torn up at seeing him so upset...at this reminder of what it's like to have complicated feelings about one's parentage.

Blair: (emotionally) You have reached down deep inside yourself and tried to pull out all the bad parts, and you've worked very hard at that, Todd! And it is not your fault who your parents are, and it's not your fault that they were such cowards about acknowledging you!

Todd reluctantly sits back down in his chair, and Blair manages to compose herself.

Blair: You know -- you know the saying that every crisis is an opportunity. Todd, make this an advantage. Not a handicap. You just have to look deep inside the darkness for the goodness, Todd, because it's there.

Blair reaches out and touches his heart.

Blair: It's -- it's there inside you. Todd, you just have to look for it.

Todd glares and says nothing.

--end scene--

Todd's grown quiet, so Blair (who has now calmed down quite a bit herself) takes this as her cue to get back to the question of the inheritance.

Blair: Do you have any idea what David Vickers was up to?
Todd: Must have been money involved. Otherwise it doesn't make any sense.
Blair: Yeah, why else would someone pretend to be Victor Lord's illegitimate son, huh?
Todd: Not exactly an honor. Especially when he dumped his kid like garbage.
Blair: You know, Todd, um, Tina -- she came by earlier today at the penthouse, ranting and raving and throwing accusations around like confetti. And I don't -- I don't know, she wasn't really making a lot of sense, but I -- I think she mentioned something about an inheritance. You know, Todd, if there is money out there set aside for the heir, it's yours.
Todd: (darkly) I don't want anything from that pervert.
Blair: Todd, Victor Lord owes you! He threw you to the wolves! He allowed you to be raised in an abusive home, with a man who pretended to be your father, who hated you! Now, if -- if Victor Lord's conscience at least allowed him to leave you a -- a little inheritance, why turn your back on that?

--end scene--

Blair tries to hold Todd's hand, but he yanks it away and pours himself another drink.

Todd: No, I don't want anything from the Lord bank accounts. No, no, not an inheritance, not a legacy, not a handout. Nothing. (he drinks)
Blair: Todd, I -- you may be being a little too hasty --
Todd: They hate me -- I hate them right back. All of 'em. I'm supposed to take some hush money from big daddy just so he can make his conscience feel better? Old pervert probably didn't even lay eyes on me. (he does another shot) Now I can forget I ever even had a father like him.
Blair: Todd, I don't really think that you can do that.
Todd: I give as good as I get.
Blair: Oh, what, now you're going to say you're an immaculate conception? Todd, you have to recognize who your father was.
Todd: No, I don't. The only parent I recognize is the mother who raised me, and Peter Manning made sure that she was out of the way as soon as possible. And Irene Manning and Victor Lord -- they don't mean squat to me. (he drinks again)
Blair: Todd, all -- all I'm saying is, this money could -- it could make up for some of the harm that he -- he did to you.
Todd: It's not gonna make up for anything! It'd make me a whole lot happier to just forget about this whole thing. Besides, Viki and Tina, they don't want me in their lives any more than I want them in mine.
Blair: But, Todd, this money is yours! It's yours by birthright! It's yours by law! Victor Lord is dead. Come on, you're not gonna punish him by refusing the money.

With this, Blair goes a little too far, and suddenly Todd's suspicions are aroused -- but not for the reason one might think.

Todd: What the hell difference does this make to you? What, you'd be happier if you had a rich husband?
Blair: Todd, I -- that's not what I'm saying.
Todd: Well, then, what are you saying? What, you think I'm so much of a washout that I can't make a life for myself? For you? For our kid? What, I'm supposed to take hush money from some guy that's gonna give me all this cash instead of giving me his name? Instead of giving me a real family? Instead of once looking me in the face? If that's what you think about me, Blair, then why the heck did you marry me?

Blair is stunned into silence.

--end scene--

Blair: Todd, I -- I married you because we're gonna have a baby, remember? And this child was conceived because I care about you, Todd. And I married you because I care about you. And I want this marriage to work! I don't care if you are rich. I don't care if you're dirt poor.
Todd: If it makes me feel better to chuck this money, even if there is any money, then let me.
Blair: (sighs) You know, Todd, I -- I don't understand you. You got a lousy start in life. Yeah, okay, so you made some mistakes. Todd, you're trying to make amends. You have proven to me -- proven to me and a lot of other people that you're truly sorry for the things that you did. Todd, you -- you're trying to turn your life around -- to start over with a clean slate!
Todd: Which is exactly why I don't want anybody's blood money.
Blair: Todd, but you're gonna -- you're gonna have a baby! A baby of your own, who's gonna -- gonna look up to you and -- and depend on you. Take Victor's money. Maybe -- maybe that money will make up for the harm that he did to you.
Todd: I don't even know if there's enough money here to buy an ice cream cone.
Blair: Well, if David Vickers was ready to defraud the Lord family, then there's gotta be enough money to give our baby a -- a good start. Todd, doesn't our baby deserve that chance? (she touches his hair) Don't -- don't you deserve that same chance?

--end scene--

Todd: I can't even think anymore.
Blair: Who could with uh, a liter of cheap scotch in them? Come on, let me take you home. (she takes his hand) You'll sleep it off, all right?
Todd: I'm gonna feel like road kill tomorrow.
Blair: Tell you what I'll do. I'll get you a lot of water, a lot of vitamins, and you'll feel better. It'll help. Really. Tell you what -- I will just take care of this bill here --
Todd: No, no, no, no -- I -- I can afford it now, right? Pay for my own binge. (he puts some cash on the table)
Blair: Come on, this way, I'll take you home. I'll drive you home. Come on.

Blair helps Todd out of the bar. As they go, the copy of Lord of the Banner can be seen sitting on the table, totally forgotten.

--end transcript--