Mia: You're not getting
another penny out of me,
I don't care how you
threaten me.
Tad: It's from Dixie.
She's pregnant.
Leo: Anna, I love Greenlee
and I’m going to do whatever
I can to take care of her.
Anna: You bring us
to the money and I’ll get
you what you want.
Leo: Thank you.
Roger: Sweetheart?
Greenlee: Who is that?
Simone: That was my dad.
I have to go.
Greenlee: That wasn't
Simone's father.
I've heard that voice before.
TODAY'S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
[CHANDLER MANSION]
Adam: "My only desire is
to protect --"
oh, good --
what the hell!
You sent a signed letter
of apology to the newspaper
for publication?
Liza: Yes.
Adam: Are you trying
to destroy Chandler Enterprises
or you just want to get yourself
thrown in jail?
Brooke: What does this mean?
Edmund: You won
the Kentucky Derby?
Brooke: No, seriously.
Come on, what's the occasion?
Edmund: I -- they're not from me, Brooke.
Why don't you ask Tad?
[TAD’S HOUSE]
J.R.: Hey, Tad.
Tad: Hey!
How are you, pal?
What a day, huh?
Isn't it gorgeous?
Spring.
Look at those flowers, right?
Isn't the color fabulous?
Isn't it amazing?
J.R.: What's with you?
Tad: Everything. Life.
All is wonderful with the world.
J.R.: Whatever.
Where do you want me?
Tad: What?
J.R.: Look, I know the drill.
I don't even unpack anymore.
Your place, dad's,
someplace new?
Tad: Oh, no, no,
you don't understand.
No, no, no, no, I just wanted
to tell you that your mother's
coming home.
That's why I called you.
I wanted to tell you
face to face.
J.R.: Mom's coming home?
Tad: Yeah.
She's not going to be alone,
either.
J.R.: Well, it can't be
another guy.
You wouldn't be so happy.
Tad: Uh-uh.
It's a girl.
She -- she's going to have
a girl.
You're going to have a baby
[BROOKE’S HOUSE]
sister.
Brooke: Oh, you're right.
They are from Tad.
He's just trying to be nice.
Edmund: "He's just trying
to be nice."
He's trying to burn me up.
He's succeeding, that's what
he's doing.
I'm going to put a stop to this
right now.
Liza: If you would just read
the whole --
Adam: No, no, no one's going
to read this.
I'm pulling it from publication.
Liza: No, you're not.
Adam: Why did you do this
without consulting me?
Liza: It's better than
you declaring me mentally
incompetent!
Adam: This proves you're damn
close!
Liza: You know, I am fine,
and you know it!
Adam: I'm not going to let
you do this, Liza.
Mia: Knock it off, Adam.
Or do you want to put her back
in the hospital?
[REVLON OFFICES]
Simone: I am so sorry that
I cut you off on the phone.
Greenlee: Because you were
having dinner with your father?
That's a big, fat lie.
Want to know how I know?
Because I heard his voice,
and it wasn't your dad.
Vanessa: You missed me?
You really missed me?
Truly?
Leo: Yeah.
How are you?
Vanessa: Well, how should
I be in this terrible remake
of "Snake Pit"?
Leo: Well, you -- you look
great.
I'm serious. You do.
Vanessa: Well, I hope
they patted you down good before
they let you in here.
Guard!
Leo: Mother, whoa,
whoa, I’m not going to hurt you,
I swear.
That's why I came here.
All that stuff that I said
before, all those threats that
I made, I never meant any
of that.
Not a word.
Brooke: Excuse me?
What exactly are you going
to stop?
Edmund: I'm going to stop Tad
sending you three dozen
red roses.
Brooke: Why are you so mad?
This is just a friendly gesture.
Edmund: What does it say
exactly?
Read it.
Brooke: "Brooke,
thank you for all you've done
and all you do for me.
You're the best."
Edmund: That's it?
Brooke: "Love always, Tad."
Edmund: Aha!
Brooke: Stop making such
a big deal about this.
Edmund: This --
this is a guy thing.
No man writes a card like this
to his ex-wife who's getting
engaged to another man unless
he wants to stay in her life.
Brooke: Uh-huh.
Well, of course he does
because Tad and I have a child.
Edmund: It's more than that.
Brooke: Ok.
Listen, I wasn't going to say
anything to you until
it happened, but
Dixie wrote to Tad.
Edmund: And, what, and said,
"stay out of my life,
quit looking for me"?
Brooke: No. Wrong again.
She's pregnant.
She's carrying Tad's baby.
Edmund: Dixie's pregnant?
Brooke: Yes, and she's coming
home.
So Tad and Dixie are going to be
together.
Tad: Your mother is very
definitely very pregnant.
J.R.: Wait, wait, what about
her heart?
Tad: That's just it --
her heart is fine.
Apparently, she's been under
the care of this like,
you know, medical guru
over there.
He says that now she's
in her third trimester,
all systems are go.
J.R.: But what if something
goes wrong?
Tad: No what-ifs.
That's why your mother wanted me
to talk to you personally.
She wanted to let you know that
everything is great.
J.R., I spoke with her
on the phone.
Look, if anything was wrong,
I would've known.
I mean, I haven't heard
her sound this happy since --
since you were born.
J.R.: Let's call her.
Let's call her right now.
Tad: Nice try.
We can't, actually.
It's a little late over there
and she kind of needs r sleep
at the moment.
Think you can wait till
tomorrow?
J.R.: Yeah, I guess.
Tad: Yeah, because if you do,
you'll be able to reach out
and hug Dixie herself --
if you can get your arms
around her.
I'm going to get on a plane
tonight to bring her back.
J.R.: Tomorrow?
Tad: She will be home.
You have a problem with this?
J.R.: No. No.
I mean, if this works out,
it'll be great.
Tad: Yeah.
I understand.
I'm sorry.
I -- I know things in life
haven't exactly gone your way
in the last year, have they?
J.R.: Yeah, well, some of it
was my own fault.
Tad: And a lot of it was
mine.
The fact is your -- your mom
leaving town didn't help any.
J.R.: If she was pregnant,
why did she -- why did
she leave?
Why didn't she just stay here,
you know?
Tad: Well,
again, that was my fault.
See, once upon a time,
I told your mother flat out that
if I ever d to choose between her life and a baby's,
selfishly, I would choose hers.
J.R.: Yeah, well, sure.
Tad: That's why she left.
She realized as soon as I found
out she was pregnant that
I wouldn't want her to carry
the baby to term.
Make no mistake,
what your mother did was
very courageous.
She left her entire life,
everything she knows,
to make her own decision.
And nobody, not even me,
was going to keep her
from having this baby.
J.R.: Mom always wanted
a little girl to buy skirts for.
Tad: You didn't know
half of it.
You're lucky you didn't grow up
with some serious issues.
J.R.: Mom's coming home
and I’m going to have a little
baby sister.
Tad: Yep.
Life's a hoot, huh?
J.R.: It's incredible.
Tad: Hey, listen --
I love you very much,
and as much I’d love to stick
around, I got a lot to do before
I get on that plane.
J.R.: Wait up.
Take this with you.
Tad: It's Dixie’s star.
J.R.: Yeah.
Why don't you give it
to her again --
for keeps.
Simone: He, uh --
you know, it really doesn't
matter.
It's not important.
Greenlee: I hope this lying
thing is a phase, and one that's
over.
Simone: Absolutely.
Never again.
Fabulous dress.
Greenlee: Why tell me you had
to leave work early to meet
your dad?
I mean, why couldn't you just
be honest?
Why couldn't you tell me
you were going to meet
your mystery squeeze?
Simone: You know,
what difference does it make?
Greenlee: I know him,
don't I?
Otherwise, you wouldn't be
so secretive.
Simone: Look,
I don't even know if this is
going to work out.
Greenlee: Well, maybe I can
help.
The voice I heard over the phone
seemed familiar.
How well do I know him?
Simone: You don't.
Greenlee: Sure I do.
Simone: No.
Greenlee: Or, otherwise,
you wouldn't insist that
I don't.
Simone: Greenlee,
look, I wish that you would just
let this go, ok?
It's not like I’m serious
about the man or anything.
Greenlee: Ok.
I only grilled you because that
bride/maid of honor bond is one of total trust and
confidentiality.
Or not.
What do I know?
Come on.
Simone: Where to?
Greenlee: To a source
of inspiration that'll give
you some ideas about
your mystery man.
[OAK HAVEN]
Vanessa: So you didn't mean
a word of it?
Leo: No.
Vanessa: No, no,
no, swearing you wanted to see
me dead, pumping -- relishing
pumping bullets right through
me, huh?
You were just, what, joshing?
Leo: Look, just can you let
me explain why I went off
on you the way I did that day?
Vanessa: I understand why.
You wanted me to suffer,
and I did.
Leo: No, mother, I did it
because Greenlee was listening
outside the door.
Vanessa: Oh, so you did it
to placate Greenlee, huh?
Well, all those vile,
vicious things you said?
Leo: That's why I’m here --
because I couldn't actually let
you think that I would ever
harm you.
I haven't hardly slept
since then.
Vanessa: Well, if I could
only believe that.
Leo: Mother, I -- I --
I keep trying to get you out
of my life, but I just can't.
You're part of me,
and that's not going to change.
So please,
please just don't --
don't hate me.
Try to forgive me.
Vanessa: Oh, poor, dear boy.
Well,
come give mother a hug.
J.R.: Mom gave it to me when
she was going off to Europe.
Tad: Why don't you give it
to her?
J.R.: No, I was freaking out
because she was rushing off.
She kept telling me
she loved me, but she was still
heading for the door.
Tad: And that story
about going out to find herself
sounded pretty bogus.
J.R.: Yeah, that's why
I didn't buy it, so to convince
me that she loved me, she took
it off and she gave it to me.
She said that it was filled
with more love than anybody
could ever imagine.
Women.
Where do they get this stuff,
right?
Tad: Total mystery.
J.R.: I mean, if mom thinks
it's filled with some magical
love power, I mean, that's cool.
Tad: Yeah, we know better.
J.R.: Oh, totally.
Tad: That's probably why
you were carrying it around
with you.
I'll deliver it to your mother.
J.R.: Thanks.
I'll meet you at your place.
Tad: No, you can't.
I'm sorry.
Until your probation is over,
you have to stay
at your father's.
J.R.: Oh, come on.
Tad: No, no, just listen
to me, listen to me, all right,
ease?
Give it a little time, we'll all
be together again.
Trust me.
Sometimes life is very good.
Jake: Is there anything else
we can do for you?
Liza: No, you know,
I don't need any referees.
Adam and I can fight very well
on our own.
We've had plenty of practice.
Adam: Liza is fine.
Aren't you fine, Liza?
Liza: You know, you coddle
people.
That's your downfall.
Adam: Believe me, the last
thing I want to do in this world
is cause a relapse.
Liza: You know, but arguing
with me isn't going to give
the brain tumor a second chance.
Adam: I love you,
and I’m doing everything I can
to protect you from prosecution.
But when I saw that letter --
Jake: What letter?
Mia: Oh, it's a letter
of apology and explanation.
Liza: I mishandled some funds
at Chandler's.
Mia: I'll just explain
to you later.
Liza: It's just that I cannot
be declared mentally incompetent
as an excuse.
There are repercussions to that
that could be awful.
Mia: Yeah, you know,
Liza and I talked about this
letter and, I mean, we both
agree that going public with it
isn't a bad idea.
Adam: So it's Mia you turn
to for business advice?
Liza: I couldn't talk to you
about it.
Adam: Well, of course not
because deep down you knew
it was self-destructive.
Liza: Because I knew that
you wouldn't approve!
Adam: Well, somebody should
disapprove.
She doesn't have any experience
in business.
Liza, I don't want to argue
with you about this.
Liza: I don't want to argue
with you.
Adam: Good.
Liza: So why don't you just
read the entire letter.
You will see that I’m not
putting Chandler's at risk
or having myself strapped
into leg irons.
My attorneys reviewed it.
Adam: This bit asserting that
you're now fully recovered?
Says who? Says you?
Now, that -- that might fly.
Liza: It will.
Mia: You know, things will
cool off a lot faster this way,
and if you have her declared
crazy, I mean, all hell is just
going to break loose.
Adam: Your candor about
the problems caused by the tumor
should absolve you of blame --
in some circles.
Mia: What cold-hearted person
would have Liza held
responsible?
Adam: The kind that work
for the SEC.
But, all right, think --
I think I overreacted.
Liza: You think?
Adam: Yes, I do.
You're absolutely -- you're back
on track.
I overreacted. I'm sorry.
Liza: So that would be
considered an apology?
Adam: No, but this would.
In all of the many years I have
been wildly in love with you,
I’ve never, ever intentionally
done anything to upset
or hurt you.
Will you accept my apology?
Liza: Yes.
Adam: Good.
If I hadn't been blindsided,
maybe if I’d been warned
or something, but I walked
in and saw that fax --
Liza: Can I have the file,
please?
I've accepted your apology
and I don't want to start
another fight.
Do you want to fight?
Adam: No, no, I do not want
to fight.
Absolutely do not want to fight.
Just no more surprises.
Jake: Good luck.
Adam: Jake, why are you here?
Liza's fine.
Are you nosing around for some
sort of charitable contribution?
Mia: Oh, I invited him,
actually.
Adam: Oh, you can do a lot
better, Mia.
Jake: Well, Adam, I tried
to tell her that, but she won't
believe me.
Mia: I mean, it's ok,
right, with you guys if I have
people over?
Liza: We want you to think
of this as your home.
Mia: Thank you.
So you still have that appetite?
We'll be in the kitchen then.
Jake: Holler if you need us.
Adam: Wait.
I'll call Dr. McMillan
in the morning.
Liza: To say what?
Adam: That you're more than
competent.
That you are fully recovered
and in top form, and I admire
you more than I can say.
Liza: That's a lot
of compliments.
I think I should start worrying.
Adam: Not unless
you're getting tired of me.
Liza: I'm tired, but not
of you.
I think I’m going to go
upstairs.
Adam: Wait, wait.
This is not -- I don't want
to pressure you.
I don't.
I'm just wondering if you'd
given any thought at all to when
we can stop sleeping in separate
bedrooms.
Edmund: Dixie's pregnant,
Tad's bringing her home,
yet he's still sniffing
around you.
Brooke: Oh, that is such
an unpleasant phrase.
Edmund: You know what I mean.
Why?
Brooke: Why?
Because he's not, because
you are misinterpreting
his motives.
[Doorbell rings]
Brooke: And that's Tad
and he's here to say good-bye
to Jamie.
And?
Edmund: I'll behave.
Brooke: Good.
Edmund: Unless he sends
you a box of chocolates.
Then I’m going to deck him.
Tad: Hey.
Brooke: Hey.
How are you?
Tad: Good. Edmund.
Edmund: Tad.
Tad: Is Jamie ready to --
Brooke: Yeah, he's upstairs.
Listen, thank you so much
for those beautiful roses
you sent.
Tad: What roses?
I didn't send you any roses.
Edmund: Hmm.
Well, you're the only Tad
in Brooke's past and present.
Tad: Somebody's using
my name.
Edmund: Question is, why?
[Simon and Greenlee try on wedding gowns]
Simone: I never expected it
to feel like this.
Greenlee: Oh, almost sacred?
Simone: Oh, my gosh,
I haven't played dress-up since
I was 7 years old.
It feels so --
Greenlee: Inspiring?
Simone: Oh, yes.
Greenlee: Oh, look
at this one.
Can you imagine walking down
the aisle toward the groom
in this?
Simone: Not unless I wanted
him to run.
That is tacky.
Greenlee: People are so nice
when you have money and status,
all those designers and shops
sending over gowns for m
to try on.
Simone: Yeah.
Greenlee: Of course,
having them delivered
to the Revlon offices didn't
hurt.
Simone: Oh, I absolutely
adore this one.
Greenlee: Mm-hmm.
Simone: You know,
my parents divorced years ago.
I never thought that I’d want
to get married,
much less with all
the trimmings.
Greenlee: Yeah, if we looked
to our parents' marriages
for inspiration, the wedding
business would've gone the way
of eight-track tapes.
It's being in love.
It turns you into a raving
optimist.
Simone: Yeah.
Well, maybe I’ll just buy
the dress and skip the ceremony.
Greenlee: Oh, no, they come
as a set.
You don't buy the dress
and not the veil.
You have to buy --
I know.
I know why you haven't told me
who your mystery guy is.
Vanessa: Oh, Leo,
Leo, my dear child.
Leo: Mother, don't cry.
Vanessa: No, I -- I’m
so happy.
I'm happy.
I can survive anything,
darling, now that I haven't lost
you.
Leo: No, you haven't lost me.
Vanessa: Well, you
remember --
remember how much when you were
a little child we used to play
this game, how much do
I love you?
Leo: Mm-hmm.
Vanessa: Remember I’d say,
"how much?
How much do I love you?
This much!"
Leo: Mother, we -- we can't
pretend like nothing's happened.
Vanessa: No, you can --
you're allowed to hold a grudge.
Leo: Yeah, and, you know,
we may never get back to the way
we were, but --
Vanessa: Yeah, but,
darling --
Leo: I want you in
my life, ok?
All right, I got to go.
Vanessa: You will come back,
won't you?
Leo: I'll come back.
All right.
[After Leo leaves Vanessa talks to herself]
Vanessa: Oh, Leo, Leo, Leo.
What the hell are you up to now?
[Outside of Vanessa’s room]
Leo: Well, round one goes
to Leo du Pres.
Brooke: So?
Tad: The order was placed
on-line and it was charged
to the credit card of one
Phoebe Wallingford.
Brooke: Well, Aunt Phoebe's
in Albuquerque on a dig
with Langley and, secondly,
she would never order flowers
from a web site.
Tad: Hmm.
Even if it was Phoebe's
credit card and she were here
and that was her florist,
she's been playing matchmaker
for years.
Brooke: Yeah, she would never
send flowers from you,
never in a million years.
Tad: Oh, come on,
guys, we're looking for somebody
with access to Phoebe's
credit cards?
Somebody about so high,
who'd want me with you?
Brooke: What?
No, Jamie wouldn't do something
like -- no.
Tad: Why not?
Brooke: Why not?
Because he loves Edmund is
why not.
Edmund: He's also devoted
to his dad.
Tad: I told you.
He has a problem
with your wedding.
Adam: I'm not asking --
it's just that I miss --
I miss you being next to me.
I miss the warmth of your body.
Liza: I miss you, too.
Adam: Then why don't I come
back to our bed tonight?
Liza: I don't sleep well.
I think it must be
the medication.
I wake up in the morning
and the blankets are all over
the floor.
Adam: I can pick them up
for you.
Liza: I think that we should
sleep apart for a little while
longer.
Adam: Ok.
Whatever you need as long
as you need it.
Liza: Thank you.
Adam: Yeah.
Well,
why don't I come up
and tuck you in?
Liza: I think I might just do
some work until the headaches
start.
Adam: Liza, no, no, don't try
to get back to work, not until
you're stronger.
Liza: No, Dr. Greenberg said
that it's normal, that they'll
go away soon.
Adam: Well, until they do,
I’ll do your reading for you.
Liza: You will?
Adam: Yeah.
I'll come up and tuck
you in and read you some memos
and some reports and some notes
on some business meetings,
some board meetings that
you might find very interesting,
until you fall gratefully
to sleep.
Liza: You would do tt?
Adam: I'd even make them
sound like fairy tales.
"Stockholders, stockholders,
throw down your golden shares."
But first
the princess must retire
to her bed chamber.
Liza: Well, maybe being
pampered for one night
isn't so bad.
Adam: It's a start.
Simone: I thought that
we were done with this subject.
Greenlee: Of course you'd
like that because you're afraid
that people will find out that
he's married.
That's why you won't give me
his name for my invitation list.
Simone: You know, this isn't
anything that I want to discuss.
Greenlee: A local,
married man.
Naturally, can't be seen
in public together.
Simone: Greenlee,
this is so personal.
Greenlee: I'm not judging
you.
It's not my place to approve
or disapprove.
I'm just sorry you've got this
obstacle, the not-yet ex-wife.
Simone: Ok, so now can
we just drop it?
Greenlee: Absolutely.
Simone: Good.
Greenlee: Just be careful,
be discreet.
I care about you.
Simone: I'll be careful.
You know, I’ve got to go.
I'm going to go change
in the ladies' room.
Oh.
[Simone runs into Leo]
Leo: Well, well, well, well.
What, are we having a double
wedding?
Simone: Aw. Bye, Leo.
Greenlee: Now, would
I complicate things like that,
huh?
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: Where have you been
and what have you been up to?
Leo: Uh, places, stuff.
You know.
Greenlee: Come on,
come clean.
Where have you been?
Leo: Well, Greenlee,
brides aren't the only ones who
have stuff to take care of,
you know.
I was working on the wedding.
What else?
Mia: Sometimes I wonder what
my little boy's home is like.
Not his adoptive home, but this
fantasy home that I have
for him.
It's like -- I don't know.
It's just wild and noisy
and the parents are tripping
over the toys all the time and,
you know, at night the five kids
turn the bed into a trampoline,
and breakfast, like,
completely destroys the kitchen,
and then the kids have
to arm-wrestle to decide who's
going to clean it up.
Jake: They should all help.
Mia: Yeah, you tell them
that.
And you -- you should come
to our family picnics.
Jake: Well, would I need
to learn how to duck?
Mia: Oh, yeah, because every
single one of them turns
into an all-out food fight
and William is covered
with cake frosting all over
his face.
Jake: Oh, Mia, that is one
crazy family you have.
Mia: Yeah, we're complete
and utter pigs.
Jake: So it's you,
it's your son, William,
half a dozen other kids, and who
else?
Mia: I don't know.
It's just a fantasy.
Jake: You know what
they say --
"be careful what you wish for."
Have a cupcake?
Oh!
[Jake smears some of the frosting on Mia’s face]
Mia: Ah!
Jake: I'm sorry!
Oh, I didn't mean to do that.
Mia: That's nice.
Jake: Oh, by the way --
ok, what are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Truce. Truce. Truce.
Truce? Huh?
Really?
Ok.
Mmm.
That's good.
Tad: Your mom and Edmund
are in the kitchen.
And I want you to know that
I’m not going to yell
at you for using your
Aunt Phoebe's credit card.
I trust you're old enough
to know how wrong that was.
I just want to say I’m sorry.
Because I understand how
you feel.
But the fact is that your mom
and I aren't getting back
together, we're not going to be
living together.
She's marrying Edmund.
You want some good news?
Dixie's coming home.
Pretty soon it's just going
to be like the good old days
around here, except for one
very special addition.
We're having a baby.
Yeah.
That's some surprise, isn't it?
I didn't know I was going to be
a dad again.
Look at it this way -- I mean,
pretty soon you won't be part
of one big, happy family,
you'll be part of two --
or three if you count Edmund.
Christmas will be hell.
James, is that what's
bothering you?
Your mom's wedding?
Jamie,
look, if that or anything else
is bothering you, you got
to tell us.
Please, you know, just write it
down, send up a smoke signal,
anything.
We can't read your mind
and we're all worried about you.
I hate this.
I got to go, son.
I got to catch a plane.
I'm going to bring Dixie home.
So this is going to be
continued, ok, just as soon
as I get back.
But until I do, I want
you to know one thing --
we all love you very much --
me and your mom and Edmund.
[Jamie doesn’t say anything and runs upstairs]
Tad: Well,
I take it you were
eavesdropping?
Edmund: No.
Brooke: Yes.
Yes, we were, all right?
Certainly enough to hear that
it was a rather one-sided
conversation.
Tad: Yeah.
Of all the times for me to have
to leave.
I did tell him about Dixie
and the baby.
Brooke: Tad, when you come
back, maybe Jamie will realize
that, you know, we're all happy.
Tad: Maybe.
Just do me a favor --
just try to play down
the wedding until I do get back?
Brooke: We'll be careful.
Tad: Thank you.
I'll be back in Pine Valley just
as soon as I can load Dixie
on a plane.
Edmund: "We'll be careful."
Brooke: I did not want
to start a fight with him
as he was going out the door
to catch a plane, ok?
Edmund: What the hell.
Brooke: Come here, ok?
Come here.
When Tad and Dixie come back,
they're going to be blissed-out,
you and I are madly in love,
and with all this staring Jamie
in the face, he's going
to realize that -- that
everything is good.
Edmund: We'll see.
[Doorbell rings]
Brooke: Oh, what could
he have forgotten?
Edmund: I don't know,
the key to his diplomacy?
Brooke: Ha, ha.
Brooke: Opal?
[Brooke opens the door to find a devastated Opal]
Greenlee: You were arranging
something for my wedding?
Leo: Our wedding.
Greenlee: Yeah, you know
that's what I meant.
Leo: Uh-huh.
Greenlee: Let's get back
to where you were, what you were
doing.
What?
Leo: What, you --
Greenlee: What, was it
something that we talked about,
agreed on?
Leo: You don't trust me?
Greenlee: Of course I do,
but weddings are incredibly
complex.
You know, in the end,
all the pieces have to fit
into a seamless hole.
Leo: You think that I’m going
to screw everything up,
don't you?
Greenlee: I just don't think
that men understand that every
detail is vital.
I mean, what if the groomsmen's
boutonnieres clash
with my bouquet?
Leo: Oh, I don't know,
Greenlee, the earth would sink
into a black hole?
Greenlee: Hey, tease all
you want.
It would be very difficult
to live down.
Leo: Ok, I swear to you I’m
not going to embarrass you, ok?
But speaking of nuptial
faux pas, aren't my eyes
supposed to shrivel up
into little raisins if I see
what you're wearing before
the actual ceremony?
Greenlee: I'm not wearing
this.
Leo: You're not?
Greenlee: No.
Leo: Good, let's take it off.
What?
Greenlee: In the interest
of office decorum, will you wait
outside while I change, please?
Leo: If I must.
[Greenlee notices something on the floor and picks it up - it's a visitor's pass to Oak Haven]
Greenlee: Leo,
how could you do this to me?
Leo: You're still dressed.
Greenlee: Just had
a wake-up call.
Leo: What, you have to stay
here at the office a little bit
longer, what?
Greenlee: One last
chance, Leo --
what errand did you run
this afternoon?
Leo: Oh, come on,
Greenlee, don't you want any
surprises on the actual wedding
day?
Greenlee: Not if the surprise
is your psycho mom drawing
a bead on me from the front pew.
You weren't doing a damn thing
for me, Leo.
You were visiting Vanessa.
What's it going to take
for you to stay away from her,
my funeral?
Mia: I had a great time
tonight.
Thank you so much for letting me
go on and on about my son.
Jake: That was my favorite
part of the evening.
Mia: Uh-huh.
Jake: No, I’m serious.
Really was.
Of course, the kiss was
a close second.
I know that -- that you really
love your son and I’m sorry that
he can't be with you.
[Mia remembers]
Mia's voice: Trey, I can't
touch that money.
It's not mine, it's Liza’s.
Trey: Liza gave you
power of attorney.
You can spend it however
you want.
Mia: It's for Colby,
for her future.
Trey: At least she's got one.
What about your own son?
If he doesn't get that money,
he doesn't have a fighting
chance.
Mia: I did the right thing.
Jake: I'll see you tomorrow.
Mia: Ok.
Good night, slave driver.
Jake: Good night.
Liza: Ahem.
Mia: Oh, hi.
I thought you were asleep.
Liza: I was waiting for Jake
to leave.
Mia: Oh, I’m sorry.
What is it?
Liza: Adam read me some
of the company's reports tonight
and it's worse than I thought.
He's been protecting me, Mia.
I didn't really know the full
effect of what I’d done
siphoning off the money.
I've hurt a lot of people.
Mia: Well, don't beat
yourself up about it.
I mean --
Liza: There isn't
a department or an employee that
isn't feeling the effect
of my actions.
Mia: I know it seems bad,
but, you know what,
tomorrow it's going to feel
better.
Liza: No.
I've made up my mind.
In the morning, I’m going to put
the money back.
Mia: No, you can't do that.
Edmund: Jamie.
Jamie, your mom had to go out
for a while.
Listen, don't --
please don't worry about that.
Nobody's going to punish you.
We understand --
Jamie?
[Jamie grabs the roses and smashes them to the ground]
[Tad is in his seat on the airplane – talking, to himself, about names for the baby]
Tad: Ima, Ulla, Uma.
Erica?
Town's not big enough.
Drucilla, Prucilla, Otilla.
Otilla?
That's a Japanese creature
feature.
[A young woman sits down next to Tad on the plane]
Tad: Excuse me, Miss, can I ask
you a question?
I've been through this book
of baby names from A to Z.
It's a total waste of time.
You know any baby names?
Oh, just a second. Excuse me.
Flight attendant on this one,
if I can get her attention
for a second.
[Tad looks up and is startled to see Brooke looking at him]
Tad: Brooke.
What's --
is something wrong?
What is it?
ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
Greenlee: You have to make
a choice, your bride-to-be
or the bride of Satan.
Mia: Adam's coming.
Liza: Why are you having
a panic attack?
