Leo: You're --
you're serious?
Oh.
Leo: You're not -- you're not
fooling around, Greenlee.
Greenlee: No, Leo, I'm not.
Leo: My God, Greenlee.
Greenlee: This is it, Leo.
Leo: What --
what do I do?
Greenlee: Say "yes."
Marry me.
Brooke: Honey,
are you all right?
I went to the emergency room
looking for you.
Laura: I'm ok, I'm ok.
It's nothing.
Brooke: Well, Erica said that
you told her that you're
hypoglycemic?
Laura: I was. I am.
Brooke: Well, did the doctor
tell you that or --
Laura: Yes.
But I'm fine, I'm fine.
I'm sorry you had to worry.
Erica: Bianca?
What are you doing?
Bianca: Nothing,
Mom, nothing.
Brooke: You know, there seems
to be a whole lot of "nothing"
going on here.
What is that?
Are you on-line?
Laura: It's just -- it's
a stupid web site.
Some people think they're funny
and they're not.
Bianca and I went to a party
and they took pictures of us
and they posted it on the web.
It's so lame.
Erica: Who did this, Bianca?
What, did kids do something
to you?
What did they do to you, Bianca?
Bianca: Leave it alone.
Leave it alone, Mom.
Erica: Oh, no.
Brooke: "Bianca's lover"?
Addicted to Ecstasy?
What? What is this?
Laura: It's a lie.
It's a lie. They made it up.
They said that they got it all
from Bianca's journal,
I mean, like that could really
happen.
Erica: "When Laura hugged me,
I felt something.
It's been a long time since
I felt something like that,
since Sarah held me
in her arms."
Laura: They made it up.
Those idiots, they made it up,
right, Bianca?
I mean, that's not really
from your journal.
Is it?
Oh, no.
Bianca.
Ryan: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Gillian: What?
Ryan: Want to neck?
Gillian: Excuse me?
Ryan: Old American custom.
You make out in the car
and you hope the cops don't
catch you.
Gillian: Yeah?
Well, I'll perform any American
custom you want me to, Husband.
Ryan: Is that right?
Gillian: Mm-hmm.
Ryan: Well, then how about
we go back to the yacht
and I come look for your cameo
tomorrow?
Gillian: Oh, I would sleep
so much better if I get
the cameo first, and then
we can -- we can knock
on the yacht later at home.
Ryan: Neck, Gillian, neck .
Gillian: Whatever would I do
with my keys?
I can't find them.
Ryan: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
the door's unlocked.
Gillian: Ryan, let's just --
Ryan: Dimitri? Edmund?
Gillian: This persecution
complex that you've developed
is really starting to worry
me, Baby.
Ryan: Just stay here,
all right?
Just wait one second.
I'll be right back.
Gillian: It's ok that
the door's open, you know?
We're not staying here anymore,
so maybe Dimitri just wanted
to leave it open to get some air
into the room.
Ryan: Hello?
Gillian: Hello?
Gillian: See?
No monsters.
Ryan: All right, let's just
find your cameo and let's get
out of here, all right?
Gillian: Yes, sir.
Dimitri: Hello?
Who's there?
Gillian: Hey, Dimitri,
Alex, it's just me and Ryan.
Dimitri and Alex: Hi.
Gillian: Hi.
Oh, no, don't tell me --
did you guys come all the way
from the house to check up
on us?
Dimitri: Well, actually,
we were just walking around
the grounds and I saw a light
on up here.
Is everything ok?
Ryan: Gillian misplaced
her cameo.
Gillian: I insisted we come
up here to look for it tonight.
Alex: Oh.
Was it your
great-great-grandma's cameo?
Gillian: See?
Alex understands.
Dimitri: Ok, ok,
well, let's have a look.
Gillian: Yeah, I thought
I had it here, but I can't seem
to find it.
Ever since the wedding,
it's just gone.
Alex: Well, it can't have
disappeared, can it?
Gillian: Well --
Dimitri: Listen, we actually
just came from the police.
Ryan: About Bart?
Dimitri: Mm-hmm.
Apparently, they're going to do
an autopsy after all.
Ryan: How's Anna?
Dimitri: She's very
distraught.
Alex is extremely concerned
about Anna's state of mind,
so we've increased security.
Dimitri: All right.
So I've done everything I can
to secure the estate, but Alex
is still extremely worried
about Anna's
psychological well-being, so --
you know what?
Let me close this window.
Supposed to rain later.
Leo: Greenlee,
this is me and you.
Greenlee: I know.
Leo: This is me and
you and a marriage license.
I mean, come on, it's --
it's not us.
It's not who we are,
and you know it.
Greenlee: So you didn't mean
anything that you said to me
tonight?
Leo: What? When?
No!
Well, yes, I meant every --
what are you saying?
Greenlee: Did you tell me
you loved me last night
at the Valley Inn just to get me
back in bed?
Leo: No.
Greenlee: Then why did
you say it?
Leo: Because it's the truth!
I do love -- I totally --
I love, love, love you,
Greenlee!
Greenlee: But not enough
to marry me.
Leo: Well, since when does
marriage even come into
the equation?
Greenlee: Oh, I should have
known better.
Leo: No, don't mix up
the messages here, Greenlee.
My -- my loving you and wanting
to marry you are mutually
exclusive.
They have nothing to do
with each other.
Greenlee: This is so typical!
You freaked out when it came
down to moving in together.
Leo: I do want to live
with you!
Greenlee: In sin?
Leo: It --
what, are we all of a sudden
religion fanatics?
Greenlee: Yeah, you want
to live with me, you love me --
Leo: Yes!
Greenlee: But you don't want
to marry me.
Leo: Yes. Double yes.
Greenlee: You don't want
to marry me?
Leo: Greenlee, that's --
that's not what I'm saying.
Look, we don't need wedding
rings to prove how much we love
each other.
Greenlee: Oh, that is such
a cop-out!
Leo: That is so not
a cop-out, Greenlee.
I want a unique life that
we create with the rules
we write.
I don't want to live up
to anybody else's expectations.
I want to live up to ours.
Greenlee,
when we made love just now,
didn't you --
didn't you feel what I feel
for you?
Greenlee: Yes.
Leo: And have you ever felt
that for anybody else before?
Greenlee: No.
Leo --
Leo: Greenlee,
t me show you again how much
I love you.
Let me love you the way
I know how.
Brooke: "I can't believe this
is happening to me again,
and I know how much I want to be
with Laura.
Even though she was high
on X and hugging me for all
the wrong reasons, all I could
think of was 'never let go.'"
Laura?
Are you taking Ecstasy?
Laura: No.
Brooke: Were you high at this
party?
Laura: Mom, no.
I told you,
those are a bunch of lame girls
from school who have nothing
better to do than make up lies
about people who aren't anything
like them.
Bianca, tell my mother how sick
those girls are.
Tell my mother how Shannon made
the whole thing up.
Bianca?
Bianca: I can't.
Brooke: Oh, my God.
Bianca: I'm sorry, Laura.
Erica: Bianca,
are you saying that --
Bianca: It's from my journal.
I don't know how they got it.
I don't know who would be
so hateful.
I -- I never meant for this
to happen, ok?
Erica: Honey, we will get
through this.
I swear we will.
Laura, are you an addict?
Brooke: Erica!
Laura: Oh, man.
Bianca: Mom, she's not
an addict.
She --
she took X and I knew about it.
Erica: So you lied to me.
Bianca: Mom, would you just
stay out of this, please?
Erica: No, I will not stay
out of this!
Look what happened today
at the high school!
You sat there, you allowed
her to volunteer for my teens
against addiction program!
Bianca: Mom, you volunteered her for her!
She didn't have a choice!
Erica: Laura, do you know
what a horrible position
you have put my daughter in?
Brooke: Erica, please.
Honey,
I want to talk about this, ok?
I don't want to do it here
in front of them, though.
Laura: Mom, I just took
X and I just did it a couple
of times.
Brooke: You just took X?
Do you hear yourself?
Laura: What?
Like you didn't smoke pot
or anything else when you were
my age?
Brooke: This is not about me,
Laura, all right?
And I will be happy to talk
to you about anything that
you want to talk about as soon
as we get down to why you would
take such a dangerous drug like
Ecstasy.
Laura: Mom, it's not like
I'm smoking crack or anything.
It's not that big of a deal.
Brooke: It is a big deal!
We're going home. Let's go.
Erica: This is all
your fault.
Brooke: You stay away
from my daughter!
I mean it!
Erica: Don't you threaten me
in my house!
Brooke: Well, don't you blame
my daughter when you don't even
know all of the facts.
And as far as I know about
your daughter, she is perfectly
capable of making her
own decisions and choices.
Erica: You heard everything
I heard, Brooke.
Why don't you take off
your blinders and face
the facts?
Brooke: Before you blame
my daughter for everything
that's wrong in the world,
why don't you ask your own
daughter why she was at a party
in the first place when she is
so against drugs?
And as far as how I take care
of my daughter, I can take care
of her myself.
I don't need any help from you.
Erica: Is has nothing to do
with Bianca.
This is all about your daughter,
Brooke.
Brooke: What are you talking
about?
For God's sake, Erica, they were
both at the same party.
You cannot punt this!
Erica: Bianca was lured
to that party by Laura,
that much is clear!
Brooke: Yeah, it's clear
to who?
Erica: Laura probably tried
to get Bianca to take drugs,
too, because misery likes
company!
Brooke: Look, can we just
handle this like normal
human beings?
I will talk to my daughter
and you will talk to yours.
Erica: Talk?
You think that talk is going
to change anything?
Look, Brooke, I know about drug
addiction, I know about
drug abuse.
I know about it.
I'm sorry I know about it,
but I know way too much out
it.
Vanessa: What is it now,
Roger?
Roger: Do you really want me
to repeat myself?
Vanessa: So you want my son
to marry your daughter
so somehow, after they get
married, I can cut you
in on what you so quaintly refer
to as Greenlee's dowry?
Roger: You were listening.
That's marvelous.
Vanessa: Yes.
Well, Roger, don't you think
it's a little backwards,
a little cart-before-the-horse?
Roger: How so?
Vanessa: Well, first of all,
how can you reappropriate
your in-laws' money through me
and my son?
Roger: Oh, don't
you patronize me, Vanessa.
Don't you think I know a scam
when I see one?
Vanessa: Oh, well, I just
think you're bored and you have
nothing better to do
with your time.
Roger: You and your son cut
a swath through Europe,
bilking every available rich
and stupid family you could
meet.
I know this.
It's legend in our circles.
Vanessa: Well, Darling,
I hardly think we travel
in the same circles.
Roger: You know very well
that we do, Darling,
and I know how the game is
played.
You came to this one-horse town
because there is a decided spike
per capita in old money here.
You went after Palmer Cortlandt
and then you forced your son
on to my daughter.
Vanessa: Oh.
Oh, yes, who you just treasure
so deeply.
Roger: I do treasure
Greenlee.
Vanessa: Yeah, you treasure
her trust fund.
You know, Roger, you've lived
a very privileged and leisurely
life and now wifey has dumped
you.
Cut you off, cashed you out?
And you're just desperately
looking for some way
to reconnect with that -- hmm --
never-ending income.
So you're actually going
to resort to bilking
your own flesh and blood
in the most underhanded
and inappropriate scheme
concocted by a man.
Really, Roger, it is pathetic.
Roger: Look, it's no secret
that I'm suffering some
embarrassment financially
right now, but if you were
to help me, Darling --
Vanessa: I can't.
And I wouldn't even if I could.
Roger: I am warning you,
Vanessa --
Vanessa: All right, you just
listen to me for a minute,
Roger.
I cannot help you.
Your plan, this inane plan,
involves my son marrying
your daughter, which is not
about to happen in this century!
Roger: You know,
I'm wondering, has he told
you as much?
Vanessa: He didn't have to.
Roger: Because I'm here
to tell you that they are very
together and very ready
for the next step.
Vanessa: Well, then I'm going
to tell you that you're badly
mistaken.
Roger: I know what I saw,
Vanessa.
Vanessa: Oh, please
excuse me.
Roger: Our children are
deeply in love, my dear.
I saw it tonight with
my own eyes.
Well.
Well, what do you know?
I guess I finally have
your attention, don't I?
Greenlee: Hold it.
Leo: Greenlee --
Greenlee: Where is it written
that marriage has to be
conventional?
Leo: Look, face it,
Greenlee -- marriage does not
work.
Those couples that you see
married for, like, 60 years,
that's a freak of nature. Like I said before, you believe
that your parents got married
because they adored each other
and that's why they ignored you,
but what's left of that
relationship now?
A lawsuit.
My mother married Palmer,
hoping that he'd have croaked
by now, but the guy's like
a machine.
He's going to live to be,
like, 110.
Tad and Dixie? Splits.
Adam and Liza?
It's a train wreck waiting
to happen, Greenlee.
It's all a bunch of hooey.
Greenlee: Leo --
Leo: Look, listen to me --
Greenlee, we can rise above all
that.
We can be fabulous forever.
We don't need the rice
or the rings or the homeowner's
insurance to prove it, ok?
We can make it up as we go
along.
We'll never get bored.
Can't you see that?
We don't need a marriage
license.
We have each other.
Greenlee: I need it.
I do.
Leo: Greenlee, don't say
"I do."
Those two words are
the beginning of the end
of a billion good relationships
that didn't have to die.
Greenlee: What if I want all
that?
Doesn't that matter?
Leo: You don't want all that,
Greenlee.
Greenlee: How do you know?
Leo: Because I know you.
Greenlee: I know you,
too, and something is different.
Leo: What are you talking
about?
Greenlee: I feel something
different coming from
you and I'm nervous about it.
Leo: Greenlee, everything's
different.
I told you I loved you tonight.
Greenlee: But why did
you say it?
Why now?
Tell me what's really going on,
Leo, please.
Dimitri: Hey.
I thought I closed this window
and locked it before we went
to the police station.
Ryan: The door was unlocked
when we got here, too.
Dimitri: It was?
Ryan: Uh-huh.
Dimitri: All right, you know
what?
It's nothing, Ryan.
It's nothing.
We can't overreact
to everything.
We're going to drive ourselves
crazy.
Ryan: You still think Bart
died of a heart attack?
[Dimitri sighs]
Dimitri: That I don't know.
Ryan: I hate keeping this
from Gillian, Dimitri.
Dimitri: I know,
but right now, for Anna's
safety, this is what we got
to do.
Ryan: Know what?
I'm just going to keep her away
from here from now on.
Dimitri: I know you're trying
to do that.
That's why I was surprised when
I saw your car outside.
Ryan: The cameo meant a lot
to her.
I thought it would be suspicious
if I kept refusing to come here.
Dimitri: No, no,
Ryan, you did the right thing,
you did.
And like I said, I've increased
security, so I feel a lot better
about things.
Ryan: Really?
What have you done?
Dimitri: Well, we updated
the electronic system and hired
a couple of really nasty
guard dogs.
[Dogs bark]
Gillian: What on earth?
Ryan: It's ok.
It's ok, Gillian.
Dimitri and Alex hired a new security team.
They've got some guard dogs.
I'm sure they're just doing
a training run or something like
that.
Dimitri: Yeah, probably.
Alex: Right.
Gillian: Guard dogs?
They sound vicious.
Dimitri: Well, that is
the idea, right?
Gillian: Well, it seems like
they're coming closer.
What could they have found?
You know what?
This is useless.
Alex: What is?
Gillian: This, this.
My cameo's not here and you two
seem so serious.
Dimitri: Hmm? What?
Alex: We do?
Gillian: Yeah.
Yeah, and you're depressed
and overwrought and --
Dimitri: Well, Gillian,
you know --
Gillian: It's --
Alex: It was the guard,
Bart, passing away and
everything.
Dimitri: Yeah.
Gillian: Well, then maybe
you guys need to take a break.
Maybe it's a --
a great idea that we came
after all, right?
Roger: Look at my lip.
Vanessa: Tsk, tsk.
Roger: Hmm?
I think I have a welt,
courtesy of your son.
Vanessa: Well, Leo doesn't
suffer fools lightly.
Roger: I'm telling you that
our respective offspring are
head-over-heels in love.
Vanessa: Well, I'm not really
certain yours is capable of it.
But in any event, it's not news
to me because Leo has already
told me he does love Greenlee.
Roger: So don't you think
a proposal will follow that,
my dear?
Vanessa: No, I do not,
and that's all there is to that.
Roger: This isn't over,
Vanessa.
Vanessa: And I'm telling
you it is.
This inane plan for my son
to marry your daughter
is never going to happen
because the man in question will
not marry the girl.
So will you please leave me
alone?
You know, you're really boring
me to tears.
Roger: You know what?
You have run far too many scams
not to have made a mistake
somewhere alone the line.
I'll find that mistake.
And when I do,
I think you'll really enjoy
doing business with me.
Vanessa: Oh-ho.
Roger: Don't
underestimate me.
I do some of my best work
under pressure.
Vanessa: Hmm.
Leo: No, you can forget
about being partners in crime.
I'm not working with you ever
again.
Vanessa's voice: Why not just
stay with Greenlee and let
her take care of all these
things?
Leo: It's out of
the question.
Forget it.
Vanessa: Why?
She's mad about you.
She's dying to give you --
keep you accustomed
to the lifestyle that you know
so well.
All I'm asking you to do,
darling, is accept your good
fortune.
Leo: And give you a cut?
Vanessa: Oh, what is it?
You don't want to share now?
I shared.
Leo: No, no, no,
that's not it.
Vanessa: Then what is it,
Leo, your conscience
oh, Darling, please.
This is working better than
either one of us ever even
dreamed.
Leo: No, there is no plan,
Vanessa.
Vanessa: Well,
then there is no discussion.
Because I'm not going stand
by and let you throw away one
once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Leo: I love her, Mother.
I love Greenlee so much.
And I don't care what you do
or you say or you think.
You're not going to control me
anymore.
I love her.
And I'm not going to do anything
to hurt her.
Greenlee: I know I'm right.
Something has changed for you.
Leo: Greenlee --
I love you.
Greenlee: Stop saying that.
Leo: Stop saying that?
Greenlee: Show me how,
show me why.
Tell me what it is that made
you come to me tonight
and tell me that you love me.
Leo: It's just --
I haven't been a saint, ok?
Greenlee: That again?
I don't care what you did before
or who you did it with.
I don't care, I don't care,
I don't care!
Leo: It's just that,
Greenlee, you don't know
everything that there is to know
about me, and I'm wondering --
Greenlee: It doesn't
matter, ok?
There is nothing that you can
say to me that would make me not
want to be with you -- nothing.
Leo: I believe you.
I really do. But --
Greenlee: Then what are
we afraid of, Leo?
Laura: It's ok.
You look fine.
Bianca: Are they still
fighting in there?
I just couldn't take any more.
Laura: You know, Bianca,
we talked about this before,
right?
I mean, I thought you --
I mean, I didn't think you liked
me like that at all.
I ought we cleared that
stuff up.
Bianca: Laura, I know
you're not gay, so,
yeah, we cleared that stuff up.
Laura: But that stuff that
you wrote about me
in your journal --
Bianca: If I asked
you to forget about it,
would you?
Laura: How can I forget that?
Bianca: Because you were
never supposed to see that,
Laura.
No one was.
No one on earth.
Those are my private thoughts.
I didn't want you or my mother
or your mother or
the freaking internet to look
at them.
Bianca: What?
What do you want?
Laura: Nothing.
I don't want anything.
Bianca: You wanted to come
over and -- and be closer to me
and you stopped yourself.
Now that you know how I really
feel, you can't even touch me
anymore, right?
Laura: Bianca, cut it out.
Bianca: No, you cut it out!
What did you think I would do
to you, Laura?
Did you think that if you came
over here and hugged me,
I would grab you and plant one
on you or something?
Laura: Don't be like that.
Bianca: Don't be like
what, gay?
I am gay and I have feelings
for you!
You were never supposed to know
about them!
So what do we do now?
Laura: I don't know, Bianca.
The way I see it,
since we're not friends anymore,
according to you,
we don't really have to do
anything about the way you feel
about me.
You said you didn't want to talk
to me ever again.
So I guess this is what
you wanted, right?
Bianca: Right now,
all I want is to disappear.
And I want my father back
and I would like there to be
one person on this earth
who could understand me.
Laura: I'm --
if you'd let me,
I want to help you.
Bianca: You know,
Laura, I don't want
your sympathy.
Laura: I know.
I want to understand what
you're feeling and I want us
to be friends again.
I really do.
I care about you, Bianca.
Please let me help.
Bianca: All right.
If you want to help me,
then forget about this, ok?
Erica: Bianca,
they're leaving.
Laura: Mom, I'm just trying
to talk to Bianca.
Brooke: Now, Laura.
Let's go.
Erica: Laura's older.
She should know better.
And she should never have
involved you in her problems.
And as for that Shannon
and her hateful friends, I mean,
believe me --
Bianca: Mom, could you just
stay out of it, please?
Erica: Honey, it's cold.
Come on, let's go in.
Bianca: Mom, don't you have
to make some calls?
Erica: Calls?
Bianca: Yeah, damage control.
Don't you have to head off this
story before it hits the press?
Erica: All right, I'll wait
for you inside,
till you feel like talking.
Gillian: Will you guys be
our incredibledream guinea pigs?
Dimitri: Hmm.
Ryan: That is a great idea.
Gillian: Yeah!
So tomorrow we can take a cruise
out to nowhere and -- and that
way we can practice before
we open up to the market
and clients to pay.
Alex: Well, we'd pay you.
Dimitri: Oh, absolutely.
Ryan: Absolutely not.
That would be a deal-breaker.
No, this is our way to say
thank you for everything you did
for the wedding.
Plus, you're doing us another
favor.
You're letting us try this out
on people that wouldn't really
mind if we made a mistake
or two.
Dimitri: Ahem.
Gillian: Or 10.
Alex: Well, let's see.
Gillian: But it would still
be fun.
Dimitri: Ryan, listen,
no disrespect intended,
but I know you're trying
to raise some capital here.
I mean, what if Adam Chandler
finds out about this?
Ryan: Don't worry about it,
don't worry about it.
I have a fund put aside
for research and development.
Adam will never know
the difference.
Alex: Are you sure?
Ryan: Yes, I'm positive.
He gave me one mandate --
to make incredibledreams work.
Dimitri: Hmm.
Alex: Oh.
Well, I'm up for it.
Dimitri: Yeah?
Well, I'm not going to turn down
free travel.
Sounds great to me, so --
Alex: Cool.
Gillian: Cool.
Dimitri: Oh, what should
I bring?
Alex: It's a day trip,
Darling.
Ryan: Just bring yourselves.
Ryan: That was a good idea.
Gillian: Yeah, I thought so,
too.
Ryan: Hey, you going to be
all right leaving here
without your cameo?
Gillian: Yeah.
It's not here.
Ryan: Ok.
Ahem.
Well, we'd better get going,
then.
We've got guests tomorrow.
Greenlee: I'll tell you what
we have to be afraid of, Leo --
nothing.
Because it's right with us.
I don't have anything to worry
about ever again as long
as I know that when I wake up
in the morning and when I go
to sleep at night, you're next
to me.
And if you're next to me
as my husband with a ring
on your finger and another
on mine, I'll know that I didn't
try and make us happen,
I let us happen.
For once in my life,
I didn't try and force something
that wasn't there.
I was just given a gift
of what was.
Listen to me, Leo --
it won't be perfect.
It can't be.
But we could make it great.
If you marry me,
I'll screw something up at least
once a day and get forgiven.
I'll burn some stupid dinner
I never should've tried to cook
and you won't care.
I'll lie on a beach,
holding your hand while
the water touches our feet,
and I'll just squeeze your hand
to let you know that all I want,
ever, is to be next to you.
And then you'll laugh at me
and tell me I'm crazy and you'll
kiss me so hard that my knees
will go weak.
If you stay with me,
Leo, I'll have your children.
And we'll raise them with all
the love that both of us never
knew.
I'll get stretch marks
and you won't care.
I won't care.
All I'll care about is you.
Let me make love with
you forever, Leo.
Let me be your wife.
What?
Leo: I'll do it.
Greenlee: I --
I -- I --
Leo: You ran out of words
after that last stand,
huh, Greenlee?
Greenlee: You --
you mean it?
Leo: Well, frankly,
I think I'd be taking my life
in my hands if I said
no to you now.
Greenlee: I don't want
you to marry me if you don't
want to marry me.
Leo: No, no, no, there's one
thing you need to remember about
me, Greenlee --
I don't do anything I don't want
to do.
Greenlee: Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
Leo: You can stop freaking
out on me.
Greenlee: I can't believe it!
Leo: Stop that.
Greenlee: You're incredible.
I am so happy.
I have never been so happy
in my whole life!
Leo: I want you to be happy.
Greenlee: I want us to be
happy.
Leo: We are, we are.
Greenlee: And we always
will be, I swear.
We're engaged.
Leo: We're going to get
married.
Greenlee: Oh!
I love you so much!
Leo: I love you.
I love you more than anything.
Erica: Yes,
Jackson Montgomery, please.
Jack, it's Erica.
Yes.
Yes, I am upset.
It's happening.
What I was afraid of for Bianca.
Oh, Jack,
they're hurting her.
Ryan: Bet we find your cameo
at home.
Gillian: It's not there,
Ryan, I know.
Ryan: Well, then I'll buy
you a new one.
I know, I know, I know.
I know it won't be a family
heirloom, but how about this --
how about I buy you a new one
and we can make our own
new memories,
and then your
great-great-granddaughter can
lose it.
Gillian: Come on, just take
me home, you silly boy.
[Car starts]
ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
Liza: There's a part of me
that will always love you.
Adam: Really?
Would you care to elaborate?
Bianca: And you're going
to get everything you deserve.
