Waiter: Here you are.
Erica: Oh, thank you.
Waiter: Sure.

Erica: You. Well, don't expect me to buy you a drink or another cigar.
Roger: That was my last one.
Erica: Oh. What a shame.
Roger: I was rude.
Erica: Yes, you were.
Roger: I'd like to apologize. May I buy you a drink?
Erica: I don’t drink. I'm waiting for someone.
Roger: Business at this hour? No wonder Enchantment is such a success.
Erica: I'm just waiting for a friend.
Roger: Well, perhaps another time. Unless --
Erica: Yes?
Roger: Unless you'd allow me to keep you company while you wait.
Erica: You're very persistent.
Roger: Unrivaled success fascinates me, as do beautiful women. Please, let me buy you a coffee.
Erica: You promise this is your last cigar?

Ryan: Come on, Gillian. Come on. Come on, stay with me. Ok, ok, ok, you are as cold as ice. Here.
Ryan: Greenlee’a gone for help. She's gone to the gas station down the road. Everything's going to be ok. All right? I'm going to put this on you and I’m going to go and see if there's another blanket -- another blanket in the trunk.
Gillian: Ryan, where are you?
Ryan: I'm right here. I'm right here. I'm right here. How's that? How's that?
Gillian: Oh!
Ryan: Ok, ok, ok. I know. I know, baby. I know, I know, I know. Just wait just a little bit longer. Just stay with me a little bit longer. I promise. Just a little longer. Just a little bit longer. Gillian? Gillian? Just stay with me a little bit longer, please. We are so close, Baby. We are so close to having everything that we wanted. I'm not going to lose you. You are my life.

Dixie: Oh! Oh! Get away! Get away from me!
Tad: Honey, it's -- it's me, it's me, it's me.
Dixie: Tad, Tad, Tad --
Tad: Take it easy, take it easy, it's all right. It's all right.
Dixie: It's not all right. It is not all right.
Tad: Sweetie, you're shaking like a leaf. What the hell is wrong with you? What's going --
Dixie: She was here. She was -- she was everywhere. I couldn't get away from her!
Tad: Who was here?
Dixie: Leslie! She --
Tad: She was here?
Dixie: She was trying to kill me!

Erica: Well, before I accept your offer, I would like to know who you are.
Roger: Forgive me. My name is Roger --

Waiter: May I get you something from the bar?
Erica: I would like a Chi tea, please.
Waiter: Sure.
Erica: Thank you.
Roger: Gin, please. Hold the cigar.

Erica: I owe you an apology.
Roger: No.
Erica: Yes, I -- I overreacted.
Roger: No, please, never regret being a woman of conviction. I'm trying to instill that in my daughter.
Erica: Have you succeeded?
Roger: Well, unfortunately she's still looking for some direction in her life.
Erica: Well, sometimes it's not the lack of direction that is a worry, but the direction they choose.
Roger: I was hoping to give her some guidance, but --
Erica: She's not interested?
Roger: How did you know that?
Erica: I have a teenaged daughter.

Waiter: There you are.
Erica: Thank you.
Waiter: Sir.
Roger: Thank you.

Waiter: Cheers. Roger: Well, then, to our daughters, hmm? Sometimes all we can do is love them.
Erica: Are you close to your daughter?
Roger: Very often. I'm just in town to visit her.
Erica: How lovely.
Roger: Poor thing's made a string of bad decisions recently, and we have some family problems. I'm just hopeful that she can confide in me, lean on me.
Erica: Wouldn't it be wonderful if more fathers were just as involved with their children.
Roger: Well, she's still my little baby.
Erica: Hmm.
Roger: And what about you? The daughter of Erica Kane must be an absolute delight if she's anything like her mother.
Erica: Well, we have had our share of differences, but I will say that I think my daughter has taught me more about life than I’ll ever teach her.
Roger: Oh. I wish I could say the same. My daughter blames me for every imperfection in her life. I'm certain that she's going to blame the holes in the ozone on me any day now.
Roger: Your friend?
Erica: Yes.
Roger: I'm off, then. Am I forgiven?
Erica: Thank you for the tea.

Jack: And who was that?
Erica: Roger -- somebody. Jack, tell me -- how was your dinner with Bianca?

Waiter: Sir.
Jack: Thank you.

Ryan: Greenlee, where are you?
Gillian: Oh, Ryan. I'm cold.
Ryan: Ok. I know, it's cold. You got to keep this wrapped around you. Here. There you go, Baby, there you go. Do you remember the time you kept me warm? Remember that? We were in the ice shack and we were on the run from the police, and you saved my life. After I fell in the water, you wrapped yourself around me and you kept me warm with your body. But it was your love that made me come back, and I am not going anywhere, Princess. I am right here.

Greenlee: Ah -- ah! Ah! It's freezing out there.
Ryan: Where were you?
Greenlee: Don't yell at me. I was getting help.
Ryan: Well, where -- where's the tow truck? Where's the help, the ambulance?
Greenlee: The gas station was closed. I used a pay phone, ok? The ambulance is on its way. So is the tow truck. Where's the gratitude.
Ryan: Oh, ok. You hear that? You hear that, Gillian? The tow truck and the ambulance are on the way. Everything's going to be all right.
Gillian: Ryan --
Ryan: Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? You warm enough?
Greenlee: I'm not. I'm like a popsicle! I think I’ve got pneumonia. I could die and you can't even speak out "thank you"?
Ryan: Thank you.
Greenlee: And what about $200 to replace these?
Ryan: Can we do this later, please?
Greenlee: Wow, she looks pretty sick. You know, I’ve got spring water in my --

[sirens]

Ryan: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Listen.

Tina: Wow, you're really packing them in tonight.
Jake: Well, bad weather and black ice are a bad combination. Thank you. Listen, I want to thank you for helping out with Mr. Schneider. We appreciate it.
Tina: Sure.
Patricia: Dr. Martin?
Jake: Yes?
Patricia: We have an incoming, a pregnant woman with severe abdominal pain.
Jake: Ok. How far along is she?
Patricia: First trimester. She's shocky and unconscious.
Jake: Ok. Who's on call in OB.?
Patricia: Dr. Siegal.
Jake: Well, let's keep him on standby just as a precaution because I don't want to take any chances, all right?
Patricia: I'll page him.
Jake: Thank you. Mr. Schneider still has some paperwork to do. Do you think it's possible that I can maybe get you to stick around until I get him to a room?
Tina: No problem.
Jake: All right, thanks.
Tina: Sure.
Jake: Ok.

Leslie: Why couldn't you just cooperate, Dixie?
Leslie: What a night.
Leslie: That's more like it.

Dixie: Her hands were around my -- my throat, and she was choking me! I thought I was going to die!
Tad: Hey, listen to me. Listen to me. Are you hurt?
Dixie: No, I’m fine. I'm -- ok. She -- she -- she turned the power off. I was in the dark! I couldn't find her. Then tried to call the police, and the phone wouldn't work and she did that!
Tad: All right, come on. Hey, hey, come here. Come here, Babe. It's all right. It's ok. It's all right. Hey, hey, I’m here, all right? It's ok. I'm here. Just look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me. Look at me. You're safe, all right? No -- yes, you are, you're safe. It's over, ok? I'm here. Nothing's going to happen. You're all right. Now, listen to me. Take it easy. I'm just going to go turn on the power.
Dixie: No! No, no, no, no. Don't -- don't go. Don't leave me. Stay here. Please. Please, get the flashlight. Use the flashlight, ok?
Tad: It's all right. Take it easy. Take it easy. My God. You are hurt.
Dixie: No --
Tad: What the hell did she do to you?
Dixie: No, no, no --
Tad: Yeah, you're hurt, Honey. You're bleeding.
Dixie: No, no, no, don't -- it's -- it's not my blood. It's Leslie’s.
Tad: Here, here, here, here.
Dixie: I hit her with the flashlight on her head. I couldn't get away from her.
Tad: My God. She did all this?
Dixie: She -- she was everywhere. I thought I killed her. She was lying there. I thought she was dead, tad! And then I turned around and then I turned back and she was gone. I mean, I didn't even see her move. She could still be here! She could be trying to kill us! She could be here.
Tad: No, no, hey, Dixie. Dixie, she's gone, ok? She's gone. I'm sure of it. It's just you and me. I want you to do me a big favor, ok? Deep breath.
Dixie: Ok, ok, ok.
Tad: I want you to tell me exactly what happen.
Dixie: Ok. Ok, the -- the roses.
Tad: The ones from Hayward?
Dixie: No, no, Leslie sent them. She sent them. There was a big tarantula in the box.
Tad: Where is it?
Dixie: No, it's gone. David took it away. And then I was alone, and she showed up at the door pretending to be hurt.
Tad: You tried to help?
Dixie: I -- I didn't know that it was an act. I didn't believe that it was an act until I figured it out. She came here to kill me, Tad. She came here to kill me, and then -- and I don't know what else -- maybe the boys!
Tad: No, no, it's over. It's over.
Dixie: Ok. Ok. But you don't understand, ok? She's an extremely dangerous person and she will not stop until she gets what she wants, and that -- and that's you.
Tad: Hey -- I swear to you on my life, ok? I am never, ever going to let Leslie Coulson come anywhere near you or our boys ever again.
Dixie: How are you going to do --
Tad: First thing we're going to do is we're going to call the police, and they're going to make sure that she goes away for a long, long time. Baby, listen to me, ok? You are my entire world. I'm not about to let anything bad happen to you right now.
Dixie: Ok. Ok. Ok.

Dixie: After I -- thanks. I -- I hit her over the head with a flashlight, she fell, and I thought that she was unconscious, but she took off.
Officer: Was Ms. Coulson hurt badly enough to seek medical attention?
Dixie: I think so. There was a lot of blood.
Officer: I'll put out an APB, have the hospitals alerted.
Tad: Make sure they know she's dangerous.
Officer: I'm going to take a look around the property.
Dixie: Do you think that she could still be here?
Officer: It's just a precaution. Afterward, we'll canvass the neighborhood.
Tad: Thank you, officer.
Dixie: I'm so glad that you're still here. I think I’m going to fall apart.
Tad: Oh, Baby, do you have any idea how brave you were? I'm proud of you. You stood up to a madwoman to protect your family.
Dixie: I feel so stupid. I never should have let her in here. I thought I could handle her.
Tad: Well, I’ve made that mistake myself. I just wish I’d been here sooner.
Dixie: So do I.
Dixie: What about Junior? Did you find him?
Tad: No, no, he's safe.
Dixie: Where is he?
Tad: No, he's fine. He's fine. He's at Brooke’s. He was -- he was pretty freaked out about the flowers and he -- he just didn't want to come home yet.
Tad: I'm sure he'll be sorry he missed the tarantula.
Dixie: Yeah. He probably would have wanted to keep it as a pet.
Tad: Or rehabilitate it. You sure you killed it?
Dixie: Yeah, we trapped it under a wastebasket.
Tad: That's right. Hayward was here.
Dixie: He didn't stay, Tad.

[Telephone rings]

tad: Hello. Yeah, hi, Brooke. What's up? When's the last time you saw him? No. No, Brooke, I’m at the house. He hasn't come back here. Call me as soon as he walks in. Yeah, I’ll tell Dixie.

Dixie: What? What is it?
Tad: Baby, it's Junior. Brooke checked on the boys after they turned in. Jamie was still there, but Junior was missing.

David: Hello, Junior.
Junior: The name's J.R.
David sounds good to me.
J.R.: Like I care what you think.
David: It's kind of late to be out on your own, don't you think?
J.R.: I'm not a kid, so why don't you just take off?
David: I understand you're angry about the flowers.
J.R.: How would you know? Did you talk to my mom? Were you with her?
David: I didn't send them.
J.R.: So what?
David: I know you don't like me.
J.R.: What was your first clue?
David: I'm sorry that my friendship with your mother upsets you.
J.R.: You're not friends with her. You're sleeping with her. Look, I know, all right? My mom didn't have the guts to tell me, but Tad did.
David: Tad told you that?
J.R.: Look, why don't you just go home? She's probably waiting for you.
David: Ok, wait a minute. I can't stop you from hating me, but don't disrespect your mother.
J.R.: Shacking up with my mom does not give you the right to tell me what to do.
David: She's an honorable woman.
J.R.: Really? Is that why she's sneaking around with you?
David: I'm sure she's worried about you. Why don't you go home, talk to her?
J.R.: Why don't you just leave me the hell alone? And my mother.

Leslie: The things I do for love.

Tina: I'll take these to Mr. Schneider.
Jake: Oh, that would be great.

[Pager beeps]

Jake: You know what? I better take this. Thanks again for your help.
E.M.T.: We have a pregnant woman with severe abdominal pains. Second E.M.T.: Pulse is 100, B/P. Is 100/60 and falling.
Ryan: Where's the doctor? We need a doctor here now!
Jake: Gillian!
Jake: I need a CBC., A serum HCG., And a serum progesterone.
Ryan: Wait, what does that mean? What is that?
Jake: Not now. Let's set up for a pelvic and sonogram, a type and cross. I'm going to do the ultrasound right here.
Patricia: Should I notify OR. to be on standby?
Jake: Yeah.
Ryan: Surgery?
Jake: I hope not.
Ryan: What's going on, Jake? What's wrong with her?
Jake: Ryan, just back off and let me do my job here, all right?
Ryan: Jake, I want to know what's going on. What --
Jake: Doctor, doctor, can you take over this pelvic for me, please? Come over here. I want to talk with you. If you can't cooperate, you can leave. Do you understand?
Ryan: I want to know what's going on.
Jake: That's what we're trying to find out. Now, Gillian -- before she collapsed, did she feel anything? Was she feeling ok, or any symptoms at all?
Ryan: No, she seemed fine. She -- then all of a sudden she doubled over like she was having a really bad cramp or something, and when she tried to walk, she got a little dizzy, she passed out. Is she miscarrying?
Jake: It's too early to tell.
Patricia: Doctor?
Jake: What is it?
Patricia: I detect tenderness around the fallopian tubes. There seems to be fluid in the pelvic area and a mass on the right side. It could be an ectopic pregnancy.
Jake: No, no, no. We're waiting for the test.
Patricia: What about the ultrasound?
Jake: Well, we're getting a machine up here right away.
Patricia: In the meantime, I think we should prep her for surgery.
Jake: We're waiting, do you understand? Now where the hell is Dr. Siegal?
Patricia: He should be here any minute now.
Jake: Well, page him again. Please. Thank you.
Ryan: Jake -- Gillian: Oh!
Ryan: She's obviously in a lot of pain. Will you please give her something?
Jake: We can't do anything. Her blood pressure's too low.
Ryan: Well, do something!
Jake: If you can't handle this, Ryan, you can leave right now because you're just getting in my way.
Ryan: Hey, I’m not going anywhere, Jake. I'm staying right here.

Gillian: Oh -- Ryan.
Ryan: Yes, baby. Yes. Hey.
Gillian: What's going on?
Ryan: It's ok, it's ok. You're at the hospital. You're at the hospital, and there's lots of doctors here that are going to take care of you. Everything's going to be ok.
Gillian: Oh -- oh --
Jake: All right, where the hell is that ultrasound? Get on it!

Tina: Greenlee. Are you all right?
Greenlee: $500 Worth of suede road kill.
Tina: That's why you look so sad -- a pair of shoes?
Greenlee: I'm a material girl. I'm out of here.
Tina: It must have been a rough night.
Greenlee: You have no idea.

Jack: Thank you. So, Bianca told me about Sarah and about her mother and about how what you did will allow Sarah to perhaps reconcile with her family, and I must tell you bianca was just absolutely blown away. And those are her words, not mine, and I agree.
Erica: Jack, this Sarah was just lying there in her hospital bed, weak, completely defenseless, and still she could find the strength to tell her mother that she was gay. I mean, I think that took a lot of courage. However, can you believe her mother? That Mrs. Livingston was ready to abandon her daughter right there in the hospital. And I confess when I heard the way that Mrs. Livingston was speaking to Sarah, I felt guilty myself.
Jack: Why? You would never abandon Bianca. You're not at all like that woman, Erica.
Erica: No, no. It's just that -- well, I know how she felt. I mean, I feel very strongly that bianca is too young to put a label like that on herself. But what I said to Bianca, you know -- accusing her of saying it to punish me, to embarrass me -- I mean, I feel like I was angry and resentful at a time when my daughter needed me most.
Jack: Well, the good part is she has you now, doesn't she?
Erica: Jack, I love Bianca with all my heart.
Jack: I know.
Erica: But I don't think I will ever be comfortable with this, Jack. I don't think I will. And she's still only a child.
Jack: Yeah, well, you give it time and it just may all work out.
Erica: Jack, I’ve spent years imagining what my daughter's future would be like and it's -- it's a future that she'll never have. I mean, that's very hard to give up. I want to. Anyway, thank you. Thank you, Jack. I just don't think I would have gotten through this without you.
Jack: You're welcome. I am so proud of you and Bianca. I mean, I am so proud of the two of you working this out. You know, she's got your heart -- your lion's heart, your courage. She's got that. And with your love, she can have anything that comes along in her life on her terms.
Erica: I think the best thing I can do is let her be, you know. Let her alone now so she can grow, and live my life to the fullest.
Jack: Hear, hear.

Dixie: This is all my fault. Just let me explain it. David didn't send those flowers.
Tad: Dixie? Honey, it's about more than the flowers. Junior -- Junior --

[doorbell rings]

Tad: No, no, no. It's all right. It's ok. Take it easy.
Dixie: Ok.
Tad: I'm sure it's just Officer. Riggs finished his look-see. Well, look what crawled out from under a rock.
David: What's going on? Why are the police outside?
Dixie: Leslie was here.
David: Didn't I tell you not to let her in?
Tad: Hey, hey, hey. Since when do you tell my wife what to do?
David: Did she hurt you?
Tad: This is none of your business. It's a family matter. Do you --
Dixie: Tad. Please.
David: I came because of Junior. Or J.R.
Dixie: You saw him?
David: Yeah.
Tad: Where?
David: He was in the park.
Tad: J.R.?
David: Apparently that's what he wants to be called now.
Tad: Why didn't you bring him home?
David: That wasn't an option.
Dixie: Well, where -- what -- what did -- what did he say?
David: He knows about us, Dixie.
Dixie: What -- what do you mean?
David: He knows.
Dixie: You told him?
David: No, of course not. You know I wouldn't do that.
Dixie: That's -- he must be devastated. He's been very upset, and -- how'd he find out?
David: You want to tell her, or shall I?
Dixie: Tad? How could you? What, did you do this to get back at me?
Tad: Of course not, Dixie.
Dixie: I don't even know who you are anymore!
Tad: Listen -- listen to me, all right, please? Look, he figured it out. He's a very smart boy. He knew something was going on when he asked me about you and David. I didn't say anything. I told him he should talk to you.
Dixie: He must hate me.
Tad: He could never hate you.
Dixie: I'm such a horrible mother. How could I do this to my son?
Tad: Look, you're human, ok? You're like everybody else. You make mistakes, and someday he's going to understand that.
Dixie: I've got to do something. I've got to find him. I have to explain to him.
Tad: No.

[Dixie gasps]

Jack: Well, don't be shy. Bring the whole cake. What do you think?
Waiter: Enjoy.
Erica: Thank you.
Jack: Well, I’d certainly like to stay here and help you eat that -- and God knows you'll need the help -- but I have to go get ready for a hearing. You going to be ok by yourself?
Erica: I'm not going to be by myself. I'm going to have my cake.
Jack: Good point. Enjoy. Mmm, mmm. Maybe I’m leaving too soon.

Roger: That is a big piece of cake.
Erica: It certainly is. One thing Bianca and I have in common is chocolate.
Roger: Uh-huh.
Erica: Would you like some?
Roger: Well, thank you. Thank you.
Erica: Ok.
Roger: Now, maybe I should try this approach with my daughter. Here, let me help you out here. There we go.
Erica: Thank you so much.
Roger: Bonding through chocolate.
Erica: Well, as odd as this may sound, I have found that sometimes it's the most difficult situations that actually can bring you closer.
Roger: Is Bianca close to her father?
Erica: Well, actually, her father a I were divorced, and he died a few months ago.
Roger: I'm sorry. A single parent -- that must be difficult.
Erica: It can be, it can be. But then I think the good times outweigh the bad.
Roger: Well, I have something to look forward to, then. My wife and I just separated. Any tips for an about-to-be-single father?
Erica: Listen listen to your daughter. I confess I’m just now getting used to really listening to what my daughter is saying rather than what I want to hear.
Roger: Yeah, yeah. I guess I haven't been a very good listener lately.
Erica: Oh, I’m sure you're a wonderful father.
Roger: I love my daughter. I'm just concerned that this divorce is going to devastate her. But the truth is my marriage has been over for some time.

Ryan: She looks really pale, Jake.
Jake: She's stable. Where's Siegal?
Patricia: He's 10 minutes out. Traffic's snarled at the bridge.

[Monitor sounds]

Ryan: What is that? What's that noise? What --
Patricia: Her blood pressure's dropping. She's at 90 palp. We cannot afford to wait. Dr. Higgly may be available to operate. I can page her.
Jake: No, no, no. We're getting that ultrasound. We're going to make sure. We're making sure.
Ryan: Why, Jake, why? What's going on?
Jake: Because I am not going to proceed without having all these test results back. I won't jeopardize this baby based on conjecture, do you understand?
Patricia: But, Dr. Martin, there are indications that the fallopian tube may have ruptured. We've got to get her to surgery stat or --
Ryan: Or what? What could happen? What's going on here? Could she die?
Patricia: Dr. Martin.
Jake: My baby. Oh, my baby. My baby.
Ryan: What the hell are you waiting for?

Erica: Somehow I doubt that. Well, it's -- it's getting late. I really need to be going home.
Roger: What, early morning? Corporate takeover? Board meeting? What?
Erica: No, actually, a daughter I’d like to tuck in. Although, she would prefer I don't do that.
Roger: I guess they're never too old for that, are they?
Erica: I don't think so. Well, good luck with your daughter.
Roger: You've inspired me. Perhaps we'll meet again?
Erica: Perhaps. Bye.
Roger: Bye.

Desk clerk: Mr. Smythe, your cab is here to take
you to the airport. Roger: You know, I -- I’ve changed my mind. I've decided to extend my visit.
Desk clerk: Yes, sir.
Roger: Hmm -- and I’d like your best available suite.
Desk clerk: I'll see to that.

Dixie: Let go of me, Tad.
Tad: You cannot go looking for Junior alone.
Dixie: He needs me. Do you have any idea what he must be thinking?
Tad: Leslie is still out there. She's already come after you once, Dixie. Think about it. It's too dangerous.
David: Tad is right.
Tad: Would you please stay out of this?
David: Dixie, I’ll go to the park. If Junior's there, I’ll bring him back.
Tad: How? He wouldn't cross the street with you.
Dixie: He's right.
David: All right. Look, if you need me, call my cell, ok? I'm going to look for Leslie.

Tad: Dixie, you got to understand something. I would never, ever do anything to come between you and Junior.
Dixie: What are we doing, Tad?
Tad: All right, fine. Come on, we'll find him together.
Dixie: Then what?
Tad: I have no idea.

Marcus: Chandler? Where are you?
J.R.: I'm over here. Where have you guys been?
Marcus: We're here now. This is Ken
. J.R.: Ken.
Ken: He's going to come to the Rave with us?
Marcus: Yeah, J.R.’S all right. He's the top scorer of the JV. Soccer team.
Ken: Whatever, man. Whatever.
Marcus: So you up for your first Rave? Some kicking music.
Ken: We going to talk about it or we going to go? Because I want to get there before Heather leaves.
Marcus: Let's hit it. Let's hit it. Come on.
J.R.: Look, guys, I’m going to pass.
Marcus: This was your idea.
J.R.: Look, I know, I just -- I got to get home.
Ken: Past your bedtime?
Marcus: Your loss, J.R. See you later, man.

J.R.: Hey, what are you doing? Get off! Oh, God! Oh!

Patricia: She's deteriorating, doctor. We have major bleeding.
Ryan: Do something!
Nurse: Dr. Siegal's in the parking lot. Here's the ultrasound.
Patricia: Tell him we'll meet him in the OR. for a laparotomy.
Ryan: A what?
Nurse: You'll need to sign this release.
Ryan: Where?
Jake: She's my wife. I'll sign it.
Ryan: Sign the damn release form!
Patricia: Doctor, the fetus isn't viable.
Jake: Take her to OR. I'll meet you there.
Ryan: All right, Baby. This is it, all right? You be strong for me, ok? I'll wait for you. Be strong.
Patricia: Mr. Lavery.
Ryan: Come here. If something happens to Gillian because you held back, it's on you, Jake.


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Adam: My son is in danger because you couldn't resist having sex with a lunatic?

David: Where are you? What have you done with Junior?

Roger: After meeting you at the Valley Inn last night, I just couldn't leave.

Ryan: Is she going to live?