Rae: Myrtle, what are you doing in Elsah, Illinois?
Myrtle: Well, I came here to help you in your search.
Rae: What about Jake and Gillian's wedding? The Martins are expecting you.
Myrtle: Darling, Jake and Gillian, they don't need me to walk them down the aisle. Don't be silly.
Rae: Well, you gave them a party, for God's sake. I mean, you're like family to them.
Myrtle: Well, I'll explain it all when I get back.
Rae: Wait a minute, wait a minute. You flew all the way from Pine Valley, you're giving up a wedding that you've really been looking forward to going to, all so you can help me find my daughter? I'm sorry. I don't understand. Why?
Myrtle: I -- I don't want you to make a huge mistake, a mistake that could break your heart.

Liza: Well, I hope Ryan won't do anything he'll regret.
Adam: I admire a man who goes after what he wants.
Liza: You don't think he's going to try to stop the wedding, do you?
Adam: Would that be so tragic? A Ryan-Gillian reunion would certainly put the kibosh on Jake's custody suit.
Liza: I wish David Hayward had told me the truth at my wedding, or before it.
Adam: Liza, I don't think you really mean that.
Liza: We haven't exactly lived happily ever after.
Adam: Well, we will. As soon as we get custody of Colby.
Liza: I want Jake to be her father, Adam.
Adam: Yes, you've made that quite clear. Why Gillian wants to marry that pasty-faced dullard is beyond comprehension.
Liza: Maybe she loves him.
Adam: Impossible.
Liza: I loved you. Anything's possible.
Adam: And you will love me again. You have my word for that.
Liza: Well, we all know what that's worth.
Adam: Ouch. I have an idea.
Liza: Oh, another phrase I've come to dread.
Adam: Now, you were kind enough to loan Colby to Jake for his wedding.
Liza: What are you talking about, like it was something borrowed, something blue?
Adam: Let's go pick her up and take her ice skating with us.
Liza: Adam, I promised Jake.
Adam: You honored your promise to Jake. The child is -- she's a baby. She's an innocent. She needs our protection.
Liza: From what?
Adam: Nothing. Just -- let's just go.
Liza: No, no, no, no, no. We're not going anywhere -- not until you explain what's going on. And don't say "nothing." You have been jumpy all day, like you're in the middle of some sort of hostile takeover. What hell are you plotting?

Jake: Go on with the ceremony, Reverend.
Minister: Do you, Gillian, take this man, Jake, to be your lawfully wedded husband?

Greenlee: Yes. Say yes.

[Colby cries]

Dixie: Shh. Honey, it's ok.
Ruth: Darling, it's all right. It is all right. She's just like me. She always cries at weddings.
Opal: Gillian, honey, everybody's waiting for your answer.

[Colby cries]

Jake: No. No. You know what? You're not invited.
Gillian: Jake, Jake. Jake, don't. Don't let Ryan spoil this day for us.
Jake: Are you all right?
Gillian: I'm fine. Nothing's changed.

Gillian: I, Gillian, take you, Jake, to be my lawfully wedded husband.

Joe: I apologize for the interruption. Please continue, Reverend.

Minister: Jake, do you take Gillian to be your lawful wedded wife?
Jake: I, Jake, take you, Gillian, to be my lawful wedded wife.

Tad: What is wrong with you? What the hell was that about?
Ryan: Just leave it alone, Tad, ok? It's not your concern.
Tad: Not my concern? You nearly busted up my brother's wedding.
Ryan: But I didn't. I didn't. Jake got his answer, and I got mine.
Tad: Yeah, what about my family? You owe Jake an apology. And Gillian.
Ryan: Tad, I'm just the middleman in all this, believe me, ok? You got a problem with it, you just take it up with Adam Chandler, all right?
Tad: What does Adam have to do with it?
Ryan: Never mind. Never mind. Just do me a favor and look out for Gillian, ok? Make sure she doesn't get caught in the crossfire.

Minister: You've pledged yourselves to each other today in the presence of God and friends and family. Now strive to do your utmost to honor one another, support one another, and remember above all else that the greatest of God's gifts is love. Let it see you through good times and bad and bless you all the days of your lives. Gillian, Jake, it is now my great honor to pronounce you husband and wife. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Dr. And Mrs. Jake Martin.

Eugenia: Alexi, my darling, isn't it wonderful? Our granddaughter.

Adam: Why must you always assume the worst about me?
Liza: Would you like me to recite your rap sheet?
Adam: The fact that you don't trust me with Colby hurts me.
Liza: How about the fact that you tried to spirit her away to another country?
Adam: I'm not the enemy. All I want is what's best for Colby.
Liza: I'll tell you what. Here's what we're going to do. We're not going to make any sudden moves until after the custody hearing.
Adam: Fine. All right, fine. No sudden moves. That's fine. We'll just congratulate the bride and groom and gracefully exit
with our daughter. Liza: No, we're not going to do any of that. Colby is with Jake.

Marian: Oh, there you are, Liza. I want you to meet Paolo Caselli. And, Paolo, this is my daughter, Liza Colby- oh, and her soon-to be-ex-husband, Adam. Anyway, Paolo is a recent transplant to Pine Valley from Tuscany, where he dabbles in -- what do you dabble in?
Paolo: Wine, mostly.
Marian: Oh, wine. Anyway, he's looking for a second home, kind of, you know, a downsized grand palazzo.
Liza: Oh. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Caselli.
Paolo: Grazie. Your charming mother has been -- como se dice -- showing me around, yes?
Marian: Anyway, you said the Mercer property -- you know, it backs up near your house, on your grounds -- might be for sale. Perfect for you. It's got a grand ballroom, and Olympic pool, tennis courts --
Liza: Actually, mother, the Mercers are no longer going to sell.
Marian: Well, how ungracious of them. Never mind. We'll find something that suits your needs. By the way, my daughter lives in the most prestigious area of Pine Valley.
Paolo: And where do you live?
Marian: In the gatehouse on her property.
Paolo: Ah, that would make us neighbors, yes? An enticing prospect.
Marian: Oh, really, Paolo.

Leo: Good evening, all.
Marian: Oh.
Liza: Hi, Leo. Oh, Leo, have you met my mother?
Marian: We've met twice, actually -- once at the mall, and once at the bar at the Valley Inn.
Leo: How could I forget? I was admiring your hands.
Marian: Oh, you're too kind, especially since I almost knocked you over.
Leo: I was carrying those ridiculous flowers.
Paolo: We were having a private conversation, yes?
Leo: And you would be?
Marian: Paolo Caselli, meet Leo Du Pres.
Leo: A pleasure. Well, I've got some prep work to do for Tad's show, so --
Liza: Great, Leo.
Leo: It was nice seeing you again.
Marian: You, too. Take care.
Liza: I've got a bunch of phone calls to make. Excuse me.

Marian: Come on, Paolo. We should go through these listings. I know we're going to find something that will totally suit your needs.
Paolo: It's possible I already have.
Marian: Now, this one on Arcadia Lane has a lot of possibilities, don't you think?
Paolo: I think we should explore them, perhaps over dinner, yes?
Marian: Oh, no, I'm sorry. I already have other plans.
Paolo: Oh, but plans can be canceled.
Marian: Oh, no, no. Not these plans. You see, tonight is my first wedding anniversary.
Paolo: Why is it all of the beautiful woman are married, huh?
Marian: And I was lucky enough to marry a man as special as Stuart. He's also a great artist, you know. Actually, he's been painting me recently in the nude.
Paolo: How I envy the paintbrush.
Marian: Oh, Paolo, really.

Adam: What the hell are you up to? Is this Paololo guy your idea?

Myrtle: Rae, I know how much you want to find your daughter.
Rae: It's just not knowing where she is or what kind of life she's had. It just -- it makes you crazy, you know?
Myrtle: Yeah, I know. I know. Well, I thought if I did some legwork and found out a bit more about the Fannie Battle home for unwed mothers --
Rae: You know, who needs Adrian super spy when I've got somebody like you on my team, huh?
Myrtle: Oh, Rae. Rae, you know, I feel so afraid for you.
Rae: Afraid? Why?
Myrtle: Well, I'm just afraid that your heart could get broken, and -- well, I just want you to prepare for the worst, if it should come to that.
Rae: Did you find something?
Myrtle: Well, no. I was just looking at those files when you came in.
Rae: So you really did come all this way just to help me?
Myrtle: Well, darling, you've kind of grown on me, you know? And I must say that what you told me about your little girl -- that really did touch me. I just hope you don't mind me poking my nose into your business.
Rae: You've got a big heart, Myrtle.
Myrtle: Well, hey, let's have a look at the files, see if we can find out something about your daughter.
Rae: Ok.
Myrtle: Here.
Rae: Ok.

Adam: Who in the blazes is this Paolo Caselli?
Leo: Non capisco, signore.
Adam: No, you capisco. I hired you to seduce Marian.
Leo: Well, in order to break up her marriage with her husband, is that right?
Adam: Yes, yes, you got it. Well?
Leo: You can consider their marriage headed for the rocks.
Adam: This Mediterranean creep is your idea of a home wrecker?
Leo: Paolo is quite popular with the ladies, actually.
Adam: Really? Just how does he plan to seduce Marian?
Leo: You ordered me to spare you the details. But I've seen Paolo work the dowager circuit from Palm Beach to Palermo, and I can guarantee you that satisfaction is guaranteed.
Adam: All right. You'd better be right. This woman is wrecking Stuart's life. I want her out.
Leo: Your wish is my command, sir.
Adam: I'm not kidding, Du pres. If you blow this, you're going to regret the day you ever met me.
Leo: What makes you think I don't already? This is hardly my dream job. But you're calling the shots.
Adam: Yes, you're damn straight. And if you cross me, Palmer finds out that you looted his safe.
Leo: I guess it would be too much to expect step daddy to post my bail. So I'll do your dirty work. Your brother will find Marian between the sheets with Paolo.

Marian: Stuart, darling, are you home, or are you at the gallery?
Stuart: No, I'm home. I've got a surprise for you.
Marian: Ooh, an anniversary surprise?
Stuart: You'll have to wait and see. Will you be home soon?
Marian: Not as soon as I'd like. I'm with a client. I'm about to make a huge commission. But I'd much rather be with you.
Stuart: Don't rush. I know how important your job is.
Marian: Oh, not as important as you are. Do you realize, Stuart, that one year ago today, you changed my life forever? I miss you terribly, darling.
Stuart: I miss you, too.
Marian: Listen, I know when a client's about to commit. He's not there yet, but close, so I'll get home as soon as I can.
Stuart: Ok. I'll keep the frillies on the lamb until you get here.
Marian: Ok, but when I get home, all bets and all frillies are off, ok? I love you.

Paolo: Questo! This one. It looks just like the villa I had in Tuscany. Cara, you have to tell me about this house.
Marian: Ok, let me look at the listing.
Paolo: No, no. I love it. I love it already. It looks like a home, huh?
Marian: Follow your instincts. I mean, you know, obviously you've fallen in love with this house. So congratulations. You've found yourself a home, Signore Caselli.

Becca: Thank you.
Scott: Sure.
Becca: You know, I haven't taken this off since you gave it to me.
Scott: Well, it goes with your eyes and your hair. And your lips.
Greenlee: Hey. Have you guys seen Ryan?
Becca: Was it our turn watch him?
Greenlee: I was just hoping that he'd come in here.
Scott: You know what, Greenlee? This is a table for two, and we have reached our maximum occupancy. Have a good night.
Greenlee: Look, I'm really sorry that I crashed your party, ok, but Ryan's in really bad shape. I was hoping he'd end up here tonight.
Scott: Why? What happened?
Greenlee: Ryan showed up at the Martins'. And it looked like he was going to stop the wedding, but Gillian went ahead and married Jake. And he looked totally crushed, and he just took off.

Singer: We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun --

Greenlee: Scott, go after him, ok? He shouldn't be alone tonight. Go.
Becca: It's ok. Go.
Greenlee: Go.

Alex: Oh, sweetheart, you look so beautiful.
Gillian: Thank you.
Edmund: Congratulations.
Brooke: Here. Somebody else to congratulate you. Am I interrupting?
Adrian: Congratulations.
Brooke: You look beautiful. Congratulations.
Opal: Oh.
Adrian: You look beautiful.
Gillian: Thanks.
Opal: Congratulations. I just wish both of you a zillion and one years of happiness and all the kids you can ever handle.
Jake: Thanks, Opal.
Opal: You deserve it. You'll make beautiful ones.
Jake: Thank you for coming.

Eugenia: Oh, happiness, my loves.
Jake: Grandmama.
Eugenia: Happiness, love. Love.

Joe: Ah, son. Say, do I have your permission to kiss my gorgeous new daughter-in-law?
Jake: I'm not sure. I don't know. Mrs. Martin, what do you think?
Gillian: Yes.
Joe: You're family now. You're one of us.
Gillian: Thank you.

Brooke: Well, you know, you have witnessed a time-honored Pine Valley tradition.
Adrian: Oh, yeah? What's that?
Brooke: Wedding interruptus.
Adrian: Does that happen often?
Brooke: Well, it's practically come to be expected. I have lived in this town for so long, I think it's something in the water supply.
Adrian: You might be right.

Ruth: Hey, darling.
Tad: Hmm?
Ruth: Darling, what was Ryan Lavery doing here tonight?
Tad: I don't know, Mom. I'm going to find out.
Ruth: Oh, not right now. Later, ok? Because we don't want to spoil this night f Gillian and Jake, you know.
Tad: Oh, come on. What do I look like? Relax. The best man is officially on his best behavior.
Ruth: Good boy.
Tad: Come on.

Edmund: Tad doesn't know the whole story.
Alex: No, like you throwing Ryan out of Gillian's bedroom last night.
Edmund: Yeah, exactly. You know, Ryan said that this wedding was going to be based on a lie.
Alex: What did he mean?
Edmund: I don't know.

Scott: Hey, hey, hold on
. Ryan: You know what, man? This isn't my scene today.
Scott: And what, leave me with two girls by myself? Come on, help me pick up the slack.
Ryan: I'm really not in the mood, man
. Scott: You don't have to perform. Just hang out, all right. Yeah. Hey, why don't we go get a bigger table.
Becca: Yeah.
Scott: Yeah?
Becca: Good idea. Thanks.
Scott: Sure.
Becca: So, um, Greenlee told us what happened. What's going on with you, Ryan?
Greenlee: Don't answer that. From now on, Gillian and Jake and weddings are forbidden subjects. But Oscar picks, mafia chic, and where to spend spring break is fair game. Which reminds me of my Gran's place in Fort Lauderdale. You know, we could drive down in my new German job.

Singers: When will I be loved?

Ryan: I'm sorry, guys. This was a mistake.
Scott: Let me get you a beer.

Singers: When will I be loved?

Becca: Greenlee, I swear to God, you are as subtle as a stampede of wild buffalo.

Gillian: You know, if Dimitri were here tonight, he'd tell me that I should be grateful that there wasn't a duel tonight.
Alex: Yeah.
Jake: Hey, bride.
Gillian: Hey, groom.
Alex: Oh, I'll leave you two alone for a minute.
Jake: Sure you're all right?
Gillian: Perfect.
Jake: Yeah?
Gillian: Yeah.
Jake: Nothing you want to tell me?
Gillian: Except that I love you very much?

Dixie: Ooh, look. Let's go say hi. Somebody misses her daddy.
Jake: Hey. Oh, Sweet Pea's tired.
Dixie: Yeah. And she says, "Hi, Step Mommy."
Gillian: Hi, precious angel. Hey.
Tad: Listen, as much as I hate to break up this golden moment, it's time for the best man -- that would be me -- to toast the happy couple. So, is that all right with you?
Adrian: You might want to make that a trio.
Tad: The happy trio. Everybody get something to drink. We've got a little announcement. Spread some cheer, then we're done. I want you all to know that nothing in my life has given me more happiness or peace of mind than my beautiful wife and our children. As a matter of fact, I'm going to tell you a little secret. Sometimes at night when I can't sleep because I'm anxious about something or another, I get up and I tiptoe down the hall to the boys' room and I watch them sleep for a while. Kind of reminds me what's important in life. And then I turn around and go back to bed and snuggle up to Dixie and I stare at her for a while, like a wide-eyed fool, knowing how useless I'd be without her. To my beloved brother Joseph, I wish you many, many nights like that. And the only advice I can give you is don't question your good luck. Just appreciate it. And to Gillian, the only advice I can give you is if you wake up in the middle of the night and he's staring at you like an idiot, don't scream. He's just counting his blessings. To Colby, the app-- appy -- excuse me, apple of our eye --
Dixie: The appy.
Tad: Whether you know it or not, you are the best thing in their life.
Jake: Hear, hear.
Joe: Hear, hear.
Tad: And we all know that it's a big responsibility, but I'm sure you can handle it. So, to Jake, Gillian, and Colby, happy days, happy life.

Joe: Your mom and I wish you all the best that life has to offer.
Ruth: We're all so happy for you. You know what I -- both of us, have
Gillian: You're all so kind. Is it time to cut the cake?
Ruth: Well, why not?

Dixie: Come here. Right here. Smooch. That is for being the sweetest, corniest husband a woman could ever hope to ask for.
Tad: Yeah, you must have liked it. You married me three times.
Dixie: That's true. Third time's a charm.
Tad: Wish I could say the same for Jake and Gillian.
Dixie: What did Ryan say to you outside?
Tad: Two words that don't bode well for anybody -- Adam Chandler.

Paolo: That is beautiful.
Marian: The pool is spectacular.
Paolo: I love the pool.
Marian: But I also liked that one, and so did you.

Adam: Oh, Liza, you're back. Can we go see Colby now? Come on. Find out how she's doing. Is she being a good girl? Is that tooth bothering her?
Liza: Look, let Jake and Gillian and Colby celebrate being a new family. And Dixie said that she would bring her here after the reception. If that doesn't happen, I will go alone and get her.
Adam: Oh, Liza.
Liza: No. No arguments. It's my insurance policy that you don't make trouble.

Myrtle: Any luck?
Rae: No. I've looked under every name I can think of, including that snake Lyle Wedgewood, and nothing. Are you sure there's no other files from the Battle home?
Woman: This is the whole lot.
Rae: You're absolutely sure?
Woman: I'm sorry. This is everything.
Myrtle: Darling, it was long shot at the best. Now, come on. Let's share a taxi and get to the airport. Come on.
Rae: I was just hoping I would leave here with something, you know?
Myrtle: Yes, I know.
Rae: At least hope.
Woman: Ms. Cummings?
Rae: Yes?
Woman: I'm afraid I haven't been what you'd call completely honest about these files. You're not the first person who's been here trying to find out what happened to a baby.
Woman: First, you need to know that the home Fannie Battle ran helped many poor girls who, for one reason or another, weren't able to keep their babies.
Rae: Well, if that had been me, I wouldn't be searching for my daughter right now.
Woman: I don't know about that. There were rumors.
Rae: What kind of rumors?
Woman: The word was that some of the babies old Doc Prendergast delivered were smuggled from the home and sold.
Rae: Prendergast?
Woman: You know him?
Rae: He delivered my baby.
Myrtle: Are you sure?
Rae: I remember his face. He had a mole, smelled of stale cigars and told me to put a rag in my mouth so I wouldn't feel the pain. The only pain I felt was when they told me that my daughter had died.
Myrtle: She didn't die, darling. She didn't die. Maybe the doctor knows what happened to her.
Rae: Do you know where I can find him?
Woman: He's in the Elsah cemetery. He died six months ago.
Myrtle: Oh. Oh.

Paolo: I cannot make up the mind.
Marian: Ah, yes. Well, why don't you just close your eyes and pick one.
Liza: Mother, could I speak to you just for a minute? Excuse me.
Marian: Oh, sure. Certainly. Excuse me.
Paolo: Oh, yes, of course.

Marian: All right. What is it, darling?
Liza: Mother, don't you think you should be home celebrating your anniversary?
Marian: Oh, I just called Stuart. He knows I'm going to be a little late.
Liza: Since when did business take over pleasure?
Marian: Think of all the pleasure Stuart's going to have when I get this huge commission because I'm going to buy him a fabulous anniversary gift.
Liza: Mother, I don't think any gift would make him happier than you do.
Marian: That's just the point, Liza. Stuart's given me a whole new life, and I want this anniversary to be just one he'll never forget.

Paolo: Tonight is the night. Get your checkbook ready. I will be in touch.
Cara. I have made my decision.

Marian: Excuse me, darling. Ok, great. Which one did you pick?
Paolo: Because you Americans say "there is no place like home," I choose the one that look like my villa in Tuscany.
Marian: Oh, fabulous. That's a great choice, may say.
Paolo: Grazie. I would like to look at the house tonight, yes?
Marian: Oh, tonight?
Paolo: Yes, because I would like to close the deal.
Marian: Ok, well, let's call them on the way over. I'm sure they'll let you see the house tonight.
Paolo: Si, si. Tonight. Tonight.

Hayley: Did you see the look on Ryan's face when Gillian was saying her wedding vows?
Mateo: He missed his second chance, you know?
Hayley: Yeah. Not like us.
Mateo: No, no. Nothing like us. But -- I don't know. Did you see Ryan? There was something else driving him.
Hayley: Like what? You mean something more than love?
Mateo: The way he looked at her, at Gillian, it was like he was daring her to do something.
Hayley: Yeah, go with him and leave Jake. But she didn't. I guess it's over.
Mateo: I don't think so

. Dixie: Honey, why do you think that Adam has anything to do with Ryan being here?
Tad: It was something Ryan said -- something about being the middleman and about how the martins are going to have to duke it out with Adam.
Dixie: What is that supposed to mean, do you think?
Tad: I don't know. Maybe he's trying to use Ryan to break up the wedding to get back at the family. After all, he has been after us ever since we gave away all that money.
Dixie: I think you'd better warn Jake.
Tad: I'll do better than that. I'm going to warn Adam.

Opal: So, you two lovebirds, where are you flocking off to for the honeymoon?
Eugenia: Oh, somewhere nearby but very romantic.
Jake: We kind of have to stick around Pine Valley for -- to be on call, like, for the hearing. So somebody, somebody that we love very much, has prepared a special retreat for us this evening.
Opal: Oh.
Brooke: It's very nice to have friends like that.
Opal: Indeed.
Adrian: By the way, good luck for the custody deal. We'll all be here for you.
Tad: Thank you. Thank you, Adrian. Thank you, everyone.

Ruth: Your father and I are so happy for you.
Jake: Thanks, Mom.
Gillian: Thank you.
Joe: Yes, son.
Jake: So, any long-lasting first -- any advice to help us?
Joe: You want some advice, son?
Ruth: The wedding hasn't done anything to him. You mean about staying married, about a happy marriage?
Jake: Yes, a happy, long, healthy marriage.
Ruth: Well, listen, you know, we have had some rough times now and then. But just remember, don't go to bed mad, all right? Make up before you go to sleep. And don't keep secrets from each other.

[Colby fusses]

Jake: You ready to go?
Gillian: Yes.
Jake: I am ready to go. All right, excuse me. Hey, Sweet Pea. Hey, hey. Oh, we're so tired.
Dixie: Tired girl.
Gillian: Hi, baby.
Jake: Dream sweet dreams, all right? We'll see you tomorrow.
Dixie: Very sweet.

Jake: All right, everyone, we are leaving.
Opal: Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Gillian: Ready.

Greenlee: You know, Becca, I don't know what you're accusing me of. I'm just trying to help Ryan through a bad patch.
Becca: And there's nothing in it for you?
Greenlee: Just that warm, fuzzy feeling you get when helping a friend in need.
Becca: Greenlee, you don't do anything without a payoff for you. You're trying to get Ryan on the rebound.
Greenlee: What if I am? I'd give anything if Ryan would look at me just once the way he does at Gillian.
Becca: He's completely over the moon about Gillian, and it takes a long time to get over a love like that.
Greenlee: Gee, thanks for the greeting card moment.
Becca: Well, you know, I try with you, to feel for you, connect. But you are impossible.
Greenlee: Save your pity for the poor slobs at the soup kitchen.
Hey. Want to dance? You know what? I've got tons of money. We can dance all night. Come on. Come on, come on.

Becca: How's Ryan?
Scott: He's maintaining. Barely.
Becca: It's really sweet of you to care for him like that.
Scott: What is she doing here?

Marian: Thank you. Thank you.
Paolo: I' take that for you.
Marian: Thank you.

Woman: Ladies. If there's a chance I can help --
Rae: Can you help?
Woman: Maybe I've said too much already, but there is one more person you could talk to. Doc Prendergast was survived by his widow, Edwina. Perhaps she could help tell you what happened to your daughter. You see, she helped out in his office.
Woman: It isn't too far from here. I'll give you the address.

Paolo: There you go.

Scott: I don't get it. That's the second time I've seen her with that guy.
Becca: Who is he, and what are they doing here?
Scott: I don't know, but it's weird. I mean, tonight's her and Dad's wedding anniversary.

Paolo: I was so disappointed we didn't get to see the house from the inside. But from the outside, it is exactly what I look for.
Marian: Well, why not see the inside tomorrow morning just to be sure.
Paolo:Omani, domani. Forget domani. Besides, you promise me one more drink, yes?
Marian: Yes, I know I did, but I've really got to get home.
Paolo: No, no, no. I no want to lose the house. So I write the checks tonight. But first we celebrate like we celebrate life in Tuscany. With the martinis. With the dance.
Marian: Oh, no, n. I can't dance with you.
Paolo: Oh, yes. Per favore.
Marian: No, no, no, really --
Paolo: Per favore. For me.
Marian: All right, just one. Ok.

Singer: The night closes in

[Song changes]

Greenlee: Want to dance? Gillian: Cheek to cheek? Friend to friend?

Greenlee: Ryan, are you ok?
Ryan: I wish people would stop asking me that.
Greenlee: What can I do to help?
Ryan: Nothing. Actually, Greenlee, nothing. Thank you for trying.

Singer: Do that to me one more time I can never get enough]

[Jake whistles}

Jake: Wow. Edmund transformed this place. This is great.
Gillian: I love you, Jake. I love you so much, and Nothing will ever change that.
Jake: You sure?
Gillian: Ryan just had horrible timing, but he's out of Our lives now for good. It's just you and me. Jake: I love you. I love you so much.

[Gillian's thoughts turn to Ryan as Jake hugs her.]

Ryan: Whatever you say you feel for him cannot possibly compare to my love for you. I love you. From the deepest part of m e, I love you, and I know you love me, too. I will not be that guy who stands back and dreams about his past when he's got this great future ahead of him, this beautiful future. It's you, Gillian. It's always been you. I'm ready now. I can handle it and let me tell you something -- there is nobody else out there that can love you the way I can. I want to start. I want to start right now.

Adam: Come on, Lavery. Pick up.
Tad: you warped bastard.
Adam: What am I accused of now?
Tad: Sending Ryan Lavery to ruin my brother's wedding.
Adam: Well, well, well. Well, I've finally laid claim to what's rightfully mind. It's a pity your family had to learn the hard way, but my daughter Colby comes first with me.
Tad: Colby? What has Colby got to do with anything?