Big Love

For at least the 5th time since the shooting 4 days ago,

a family spokesperson came forward to reassure the good people of Utah

that all is well with the striken patriarch.

After a third surgery on the 78 year-old polygamist

came a statement from the hospital suggesting perhaps, not so fast.

but on our number 3 story in the countdown, wait there's more.

At the news conference, 2 hours before the attorney general filed

trustee ship papers in the Orlean Abbott matter,

yet another wife came forward.

- This is an opportunity... - Look, it's grandma!

to come together for a good man.

Our prophet was struck 3 times point-blank.

Somebody wanted him dead.

Someone ever greater wants him alive.

- He is that... - He just had a surgery again.

No one will talk to me, they won't put me through...

They won't even acknowledge our flowers!

One Rhonda Volmer also came forward,

professing love for the following patriarch,

this a week after she had filed an abuse petition against same.

I know he's suffering.

Your father's strong, he will make it.

No matter what happens, he'll be okay.

I promise I'll make us all safe.

Thanks.

There's a company I wanna buy that could protect us.

The thing is... it involves gambling.

If you say we need it... I trust you.

I'm worried Barb won't be quite as understanding.

So I'm really gonna need your help with her.

You want me to work on Margie too?

See if you could.

Hollis and Selma Greene were, quote: "somewhere in Mexico".

Meanwhile, the hapless duo held over for questionning

entered day 3 of their hungerstrike.

And a a shout-out here to Squeaky Fromme.

- Sue, come in here! - What's going on?

I told Peg about Weber Gaming. She went ballistic.

- She can't talk to Barb! - I told her that.

You can't tell them head on. You gotta create an atmosphere for acceptance.

This has better be an emergency.

Do you know they found out that holding anger causes cancer?

This is more than anger.

You recklessly revealed my business plans to Frank!

Sold me down the river for your own self-interest.

Oh, don't hand me your pity parade.

Your father duped me too.

- He cleaned me out. - I'm sorry you're feeling guilty.

Roman has been shot.

The compound is in peril.

A time like this, it's too big for us not to talk!

No, it's not.

Don't try and contact me again.

Poor Nicky.

I can't help but feeling guilty about being here.

I know, but life has to go on.

Margie started her morning sickness.

I thought it'd do you good to get out.

Poor Roman.

It's terrible.

I wanted to get your advice on something.

I'm interested in this new company. It's in the entertainment field.

Entertainment?

Yeah, it's like distributing video games.

Oh, Bill, those games are so violent!

No, it's not like that, honey. It's more like cards.

Poker.

Poker?

Video machines. People love 'em.

If you think it's right, I can't wait for all the details.

What do Nicky and Margie think?

Well, I came to you first, of course.

I'm here.

Syd is here. Adaleen's here.

Albie's wife Laura is in the hall.

You had surgery, honey.

You have a fever and infections.

Honey, no, don't crunch like that!

Oh my God, he's bleeding!

Doctor! Nurse! He's bleeding!

- Hurry! - Let me take a look.

He's tachychardic.

Let's call the O.R., have them prep a room, S.T.A.T.

"Want the bitch

Don't sing that song! Please, don't sing that song!

Where's Alby?

Where is my son?

- Parking. - I need him.

It's alright.

- What's happening? - He's bleeding like a samping slung,

a fever of a hundred and six, do something Albert, do something.

"And I'll give you all my spankees"

What?

When?

So, Gentlemen, I've called this meeting

to discuss the appointment of an interim trustee to act in...

Roman's stead.

- An outsider? - Someone...

independant, avoids the appearance of politicking. Professional men.

C.P.A.'s, who do this for a living.

Honest and confidential.

- Vested with what authority? - Complete authority.

To fill the shoes of chairman, subject to board oversight.

The U.E.B. portfolio requires constant review.

There's too much loose money floating around unaccounted for.

Incoming ties need prompt investment.

And a failure to act makes each of us liable

for a wasting of corporate assets.

None of you should be here.

This meeting has no bearing

- without my father present. - This is a closed session, Alby.

- You are trying to push us out. - The U.E.B. is a coorporation.

Not a Grant family domaine.

You were pushing our profit into our cold grave

- before he's even dead. - You're not on this board,

so you should leave.

He's watching you all!

Let's keep our heads and hold fast what's best for the U.E.B.

We're more than a coorporation.

We're a religion.

Hi!

I brought you an egg sandwich.

Any news?

He's in intensive care.

Oh, I feel terrible for you.

But I wanna share something with you.

Bill told me this morning he's thinking of

some half-cocked new business venture and...

I just don't feel that we're really ready for it.

Well, if it makes us more money, why not.

Well, when you hear the details... you probably won't feel that way.

Barb!

I don't mind that it's gambling if that's the big thing.

How did you know that it was gambling?

Bill told me.

- When? - I don't remember,

yesterday, or the day before.

You're not always the first to know, Barb.

I would never assume that I was.

My father always said there's no sin in taking money from sinners.

Nothing wrong with that, right?

- Hey Benny. - Hey.

I'm taking off household shopping for Nicky for the duration.

Where're air filters?

The far wall behind plumbing.

- How're we doing, Ben? - We're good.

Margie?

Greg!

- How are you? - It's been like...

... Forever!

- So you look great! - Thanks, so do you!

- I thought you left. - I dit no longer after you quit,

but then came back to the old store, transferred here a couple of weeks ago.

- Floor supervisor. - Wow!

- You're married? - Yes!

I... was married two years ago.

He died... not long ago.

Well, congratulations and sorry.

I still have that blue sweater you know.

You know I really have to go, but it was so good to see you.

Bye Benny.

Hey! Margie?

- Didleedoo. - Didleedoo, Greg.

How do you know Margie?

She used to baby-sit me and my sisters.

She ever give you a spanking?

Everyone in shipping was after, but I got her.

The best piece of ass I've ever had. Really had something special.

She's worth a second try.

Ben?!

Ben!

Margie. What are you doing here?

I was shopping for Nicky.

Did you get a chance to think about that company I told you about?

Not really.

- Well, has Nicky spoken to you about it? - No.

- Barb? - No why?

Margie. Some people say...

- gambling is bad but... - Well, gambling is bad.

My aunt blew her whole pension and lost her house.

... but, most people say it's just another form of entertainement.

- So it's okay now? - No.

I just wanna be clear that the company I'm interested in

isn't actually in gambling It just makes the machines.

So, are you saying I should like it or not?

You have your mind of your own, I'd never take that away from you.

Bill, just tell me why you want me to think about it.

Well...

Nicky liked it and that made me real happy.

Okay. It's fine by me. If it's what we want then it makes me happy.

- Margie. - Mmm?

Thank you for shopping at Home Plus.

I'm here to see my mother.

SG2, SG2 to Wolfpack.

This is Wolfpack, go ahead SG2.

I've got baby-bird 27 asking permission to see mama-bird at the nest.

Copy that. Please hold.

Yeah SG2, that's 30 minutes for baby-bird 27.

Roger that.

What on God's green earth are you doing here?