Erica: You're absolutely certain that this information you found on Alexandra Devane is correct? Ah. Thank you, Miss Chadwick. Olga was certainly right about you. You're very thorough and you work very fast. No, no need. Just please send me this dossier overnight express, and I'll take it from here. No, really, the pleasure is mine. Bye-bye.
Oh, Alex. I knew you were hiding something.

Edmund: Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't tell me this is going to be one of those tuneful, cry-in-your-beer kind of songs.
Alex: No, it's not.

[Dance music plays]

Alex: See?
Edmund: You want to dance again?
Alex: No. But I could do with another margarita. I promise I won't cry in it.
Edmund: Two margaritas and, I promise, no salt. You know, I'm glad we came.
Alex: Me, too.
Edmund: We got to try out our alternate personalities.
Alex: Oh, yeah. You must have thought I was professionally miserable.
Edmund: Did I say professionally?
Alex: Hmm. No, I haven't been this relaxed since --
Edmund: I understand.
Alex: Mmm. This is good, though. Dimitri would have really enjoyed this. I mean, we're taking care of each other, and he'd be pleased.
Edmund: I'm having fun. I vaguely remember the feeling.

Mateo: Here you go.
Waitress: Thank you.
Mateo: Ok. Whoa.
Adrian: You know if you drop that, it's coming out of your shares.
Mateo: Yeah, yeah. I got the hands, man. Don't worry.
Adrian: Yeah, I can see. Judging by the way you're pouring out that tequila, I'd say it's on the rather heavy side.
Mateo: Oh. A little too generous?
Adrian: Two words -- profit margin.
Mateo: I got bigger things to worry about. vou
Adrian: Oh, let me guess -- Hayley Vaughan?

Janet's voice: Meet me at the warehouse on the east side of town. It's out on Hillspoint Road. You know the one? Anyway, come in the front entrance. And I'll see you there in an hour -- make it an hour and a half.
Sophie's voice: Ok, Janet, but you come alone. You bring anyone with you within spitting distance, you know what'll happen.

[Hayley stops tape]

Ryan: What are you listening to -- "Tales from the Crypt"?
Hayley: That's what I'd like to know. One of the voices is Janet's. I -- I'm not sure who belongs to the other one. It's kind of spooky, huh?

Janet: What am I doing? I can't do this. I can't.

Sophie: That Amanda's awful cute. I remember back in the stir how you used to bore the pants off everybody talking about her. I just can't imagine how you'd take it if something bad was to happen to her. You never know with kids. They get into all kinds of dangerous situations.
You tell Amanda I'll be seeing her.
Anything happens to me, your little Amanda gets a visit from one of my friends.
Tell Amanda that it wasn't that she tripped on the cord. She tripped on me. Yeah. But she should be careful because next time she might break her neck.
Well, well, well. Papa bear, back at last.
Janet: No, no, no --
Sophie: Ok. Whoever comes through that door first gets it right between the eyes.

[Tape rewinds]

Janet's voice: Meet me at the warehouse on the east side of town. It's out on Hillspoint Road. You know the one? Anyway, come in the front entrance. And I'll see you there in an hour -- make it an hour and a half.
Sophie's voice: Ok, Janet, but you come alone. You bring anyone with you within spitting distance, you know what'll happen.

[Hayley stops tape]

Ryan: Very weird. How did you get that?
Hayley: It's my new palm recorder. It's voice-activated. I use it to make notes for the show. I must've left it downstairs when I ran upstairs. I didn't even realize we had company.
Ryan: I mean, what's the big deal? Just erase it and record over it.
Hayley: I don't know. Something sounds really wrong with that, don't you think? Uncle Trevor said that Janet's been coming a little unglued lately.
Ryan: Well, if you're worried about Janet, why don't you just give her a call yourself?
Hayley: That's what I'm going to do. And that's not the only thing I'm going to do. What happened to your foot, by the way?
Ryan: Oh, I twisted it playing basketball. It's no big deal.
Hayley: I'm sorry to hear that. Got his voice mail. He must be out of range.
Hi. Uncle Trev, listen, it's -- it's Hayley. Um -- Janet's going to an abandoned warehouse on Hillspoint Road. She's meeting some woman there. Did you know that? Anyway, give me a call on my cell when you get this, ok? Thanks. Bye.

Ryan: Well, that was a good idea.
Hayley: Yeah, but Uncle Trev is taking Amanda on some father/daughter thing. There is no telling when he's going to get that message.
Ryan: Hayley, he's going to get it eventually. Are you ok?
Hayley: I'm going to take a drive out to Hillspoint Road, to that warehouse, just in case.
Ryan: In case of what? Hayley, what are you thinking?
Hayley: I don't know. All I know is Uncle Trevor told me that -- to keep an eye on Janet, and that's just what I'm going to do.
Ryan: All right, I'll come with you.
Hayley: No. No. No. This is a family thing. It's my responsibility.
Ryan: I'm not letting you go to a warehouse by yourself.
Hayley: I used to be a private investigator. I can handle myself, really. And believe me, Janet is, you know, getting a little out of it. It's better if I'm there alone, believe me.
Ryan: I'll wait in the car. I'm not always bad luck in the passenger seat.
Hayley: That's ok. Really, it's fine. Thanks.
Ryan: You're sure?
Hayley: Yeah, I'm sure. I'll be fine. Ok?
Greenlee: Hayley, I'm ready to go over your notes whenever you are.
Hayley: I can't do that right now. But thank you.
Ryan: Be careful.
Greenlee: What was that all about?
Ryan: I'm not sure, but I have a feeling I should've gone with her.
Greenlee: Hayley can take care of herself.
Ryan: I hope so.

[Footsteps approach]

Janet: It's you or my family, Sophie. I got to save my family.

Adrian: All right. You been holding out on me, my man? Huh?
Mateo: What?
Adrian: Are congratulations in order? Time to pop out that bottle of champagne?
Mateo: Not yet.
Adrian: Well, you gave Hayley the ring, right?
Mateo: Nope.
Adrian: Well, why not?
Mateo: Because you were right, man. It's too soon.
Adrian: Well, you're taking this rather well.
Mateo: It's not like I'm not going to ask her. She just needs some space, you know?
Adrian: How enlightened of you -- and optimistic.
Mateo: Oh, yeah. Me enlightened? No. Well, she's stopping by later, you know. And the band that's playing tonight -- she's crazy about them.
Adrian: Hmm.
Mateo: She booked them.
Adrian: Well, how convenient.
Mateo: Thank you.

Alex: Oh. Sorry.
Mateo: Wow.
Alex: Whoo!
Mateo: You guys can move.
Edmund: No, no, no, no. Alex dances around me. I'm the blur in the middle.
Alex: No, you're very good. Actually, you're very, very good.
Edmund: I pay her to say that.
Alex: Thank you.
Edmund: Thank you.
Mateo: You guys enjoying yourselves?
Edmund: Yeah.
Alex: Yeah. Thank you. I am, I am. I'm enjoying myself, salsaing in a salsa bar.
Edmund: As opposed to where?
Alex: Shut up. Can I have the orange one? Thank you.

Jake: Hey.
Gillian: Oh. Hi, Alex.
Jake: Looks like we all had the same idea tonight.
Gillian: Hi, Edmund.
Edmund: Hi, guys.
Alex: Hi.
Jake: Hey.
Alex: Hi.
Edmund: Gillian.
Gillian: How are you?
Alex: Good, good.
Edmund: Positively sparkling.
Jake: Doesn't she?
Gillian: Thank you. Then I must be happy.
Alex: Sit down, sit down, sit down.
Jake: Is it all right? We're not interrupting anything?
Edmund: Come on, join us.
Alex: No, no, no, not at all. Sit down.
Jake: Ok, ok.
Alex: Oh, you look so well.
Gillian: Well, thanks to you and Jake.
Jake: And your stubborn streak.
Alex: Yeah. Well, that's because she's an Andrassy.

[Telephone rings]

Alex: She comes by it honestly, don't you?
Edmund: Excuse me.

[Ring]

Alex: Oh. Tell them not to call you here.
Edmund: I know.
Hello. Edmund Grey.
Erica: Edmund, it's Erica. I have to see you right away.
Edmund: I'm sorry, Erica. This is not a good time. Why don't you call me tomorrow. We'll set something up.
Erica: Edmund, this cannot wait.
Edmund: Well, it's going to have to.
Erica: Edmund, please. Please find a way to get out of whatever it is you're doing. I really must see you right away, right now -- and alone.
Edmund: Look, Erica, if this is so urgent, why don't you just tell me now?
Erica: No, Edmund, not over the phone. Look, if you can't get away, I'll come to you.
Edmund: No. That won't be necessary. I'll meet you. Where are you?
Erica: I am at the Valley Inn bar. Are you on your way?
Edmund: No, I'm standing here talking to you. But I'll be right there.
Gillian: You're leaving?
Edmund: I've been summoned to a private, urgent meeting with Erica.
Alex: Oh, to talk about me.
Jake: Hmm. You won't be too long, will you?
Edmund: I have no idea. You know, this is ridiculous. I'm going to call her back. I --
Jake: Yeah, stay with us.
Alex: No, no, no. You should go. How else am I going to find out whether I should expect the police at my door?
Gillian: What do you mean?
Alex: Oh, she's ready to have me arrested.
Jake: David fell down the stairs on new year's. Don't tell me Erica still thinks you pushed him? Hayward admitted that he tripped and fell. We all heard him.
Edmund: Ok. All right. I'll go. But I don't know how long it's going to take.
Alex: Don't worry about me. I'll get a cab if I need to go home.
Jake: We'll take you home.
Gillian: Yeah. Absolutely.
Jake: No problem.
Edmund: All right, thanks. And thanks for tonight. I'll call you later.
Alex: Ok. Bye.
Gillian: Bye.
Jake: Bye, Edmund.

Greenlee: Ahem. You already did that pile.
Ryan: What?
Greenlee: I don't want you to repeat yourself.
Ryan: Now, don't you have something to do?
Greenlee: Nope. Hayley left without giving me an assignment.
Ryan: Well, you're enterprising. I'm positive you could come up with something.
Greenlee: Um -- no. I'm much better at thinking of things that we could do together.
Ryan: Greenlee, I'm really trying to work.
Greenlee: Do I make you nervous?
Ryan: No, you don't make me nervous. I'm just strategizing, or at least I'm trying to. Oh. I knew how to approach clients, potential clients for "The Cutting Edge," but I just haven't got a -- a grasp on this new show yet.
Greenlee: So that's what has you so frustrated, so distracted? Or is it Hayley?
Ryan: Hayley doesn't want me worrying about her.
Greenlee: Well, then, lighten up. You look down.
Ryan: I'm exhausted.
Greenlee: Poor baby. Am I keeping you up too much at night?
Ryan: Well, I'm really not complaining. I'm -- I guess I'm just a little -- I don't know -- tired of spinning my wheels. I've been here at WRCW now for two years off and on. Two years. Who would've thought? And this? I don't know. This is -- this is my life? Where's this taking me? What does this mean? It's not like I ever said I want to grow up and sell air time. You know what I mean?
Greenlee: But you're great at it.
Ryan: What if I chucked it all tomorrow, sailed off to Cozumel, Mexico, lived in a shack on the beach, wrote screenplays?
Greenlee: I didn't know you liked to write.
Ryan: Neither did I. But how hard can it be?
Greenlee: Well, good thing for you I know a thing or two about writing.
Ryan: And why is that a good thing for me?
Greenlee: Well, you don't expect me to let you just sail off and be a beachcomber without me, do you? I'm killer in a thong -- or not.
Scott: Hey, guys.
Greenlee: Hi, Scott. Uh -- you know what? There's an article that I need to copy for Hayley.
Ryan: Oh, you mean you found something to do after all?
Greenlee: A lot of things, but most of them have to wait till later.

Scott: So, what's going on with you two?

Greenlee: Well, it's definitely a fashion statement. Exactly what I can't tell you. Paul Bunyon? Outward Bound meets the Unabomber?
Leo: Charity chic.
Greenlee: Oh, really?
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: Hmm.
Leo: Becca and I are going to a soup kitchen tonight --
Greenlee: Huh. Talk about a cheap date.
Leo: To work, as volunteers.
Greenlee: Get out. You slopping soup? Why?
Leo: Well, it's all part of Becca's save-my-soul instruction. I'm learning how to be a more caring and humane person under her gentle and beautiful tutelage.
Greenlee: She's got her work cut out for her.
Leo: Hey, that hurts me. Besides, I thought that you'd be thrilled. I'm -- I'm making progress.
Greenlee: Dishing out gruel is progress?
Leo: It's a way in. You still want me to capture her chaste little virtuous heart, don't you? Or are you having second thoughts?
Greenlee: Oh, no way. If playing the poor lost soul routine is the ticket, go for it.

Hayley: Hello? Janet? Janet? Janet? Where are you? Ahhhhh -- Ohhhhhh

[Hayley is knocked out by Janet's trap for Sophie]

Amanda: Wait till mommy sees this.
Amanda: Oh, careful. It's still wet.
Trevor: Don't worry. I'm just going to put it down right here.
Amanda: What if Smokey's tail knocks it over?
Trevor: Ok. I'll put it over here. It's a work of art just like the --
Janet: Hi. I didn't know you were home. I was just in the kitchen making a cup of tea.
Amanda: We won third place in the craft project. It's a birdhouse. But it's still wet.
Janet: Oh, wow. Well, it seems like you guys had fun.
Amanda: We had lots of fun. And we learned how to line dance --
Trevor: Oh, yeah.
Amanda: And had fried chicken and lots of other stuff. And I brought you some cookies.
Janet: That was so thoughtful. I'm so proud of you.
Trevor: That makes two of us.
Janet: Your parents love you very much.
Amanda: I love you guys, too. Don't forget -- tomorrow, Daddy, we show Mommy how to line dance.
Trevor: Yeah!
Janet: Oh.

Trevor: So, how was your evening?
Janet: Ok.
Trevor: Yeah? Hayley here?
Janet: No. I don't think so.
Trevor: I saw her car outside. I just was wondering.
Janet: Why?
Trevor: No reason. Uh -- no word on Wilma?
Janet: Yes, actually.
Trevor: Oh.
Janet: Yeah, she called. And -- well, I -- I took care of things.
Trevor: I would have loved to have told that witch where to stick her broom, I'll tell you that.
Janet: I said I was going to -- I mean, I hope you don't mind. I told her that I would send her my bonus check from Enchantment. That way she could extend her cruise and maybe fall into the hands of pirates.
Trevor: Yeah, well, they got her picture on their flag already, don't they? Look, I -- honey, I don't like you caving in to her. I mean, you've worked hard for that Christmas bonus.
Janet: I know, I know. But don't think about it like that. I mean, I think it's -- it's really worth it to be free of her. Consider it a belated Christmas present.
Trevor: Yeah, well, as long as she doesn't bug you anymore. That's all I'm saying.
Janet: Oh, no, she won't. I guarantee it. Thank you for being so understanding.
Trevor: Hey, what else would I be, huh? I'm beat. What do you saw we go upstairs and tuck Amanda in and hit the sheets ourselves, huh?
Janet: Sounds good. I'll tell you what -- I'm just going to go walk Smokey, you know, so he doesn't scratch up the door and keep us up.
Trevor: Who said anything about sleeping? Do it quick, ok? I'll be waiting for you.
Janet: Fast as I can.
Trevor: All right. See you in bed.

Sophie: Hey. Well, if it isn't Trevie Poo's little Tinker Bell. What gives? Get up.
Sophie: What the hell?
Sophie: Janet. That bitch. She set a trap for me.
Sophie: Ok, Barbie. You are in the way.

Ryan: Greenlee and I are strictly recreational. Trust me, man. I would have talked to you sooner about this if I had the chance, and I just really want to make sure that you're cool with that.
Scott: Yeah. Uh --
Ryan: Trust me. Trust me. It is not serious. I guess I just needed to have a little bit of fun around this place. It's been a long time. No strings attached.
Scott: We're talking about Greenlee Smythe, remember? She doesn't need strings. She's got a web.

Leo: And what kind of progress have you made?
Greenlee: I don't know what you're talking about.
Leo: Oh, I think you do -- you know, Mr. Not Our Kind. Tell me, has Ryan's social standing improved these days, or is there little standing going on period?
Greenlee: Don't be a pig. Ryan and I are doing just fine -- when he takes the time to focus on us. He's just been taking the time to focus on the victim contingent -- ex-wife, ex-girlfriend.
Leo: Hmm. Stiff competition. But you did say "ex."
Greenlee: I'm not competing with them. I'm competing with the memory of them and all their failed potential.
Leo: I thought that this was all fun and games, Greenlee. Don't tell me that you're getting serious.
Greenlee: I have everything under control.
Leo: You got what under control? Your feelings? Emotions?
Greenlee: Just keep your theories to yourself, ok?
Leo: Hey, relax. I won't blow your cover. Just see that you don't blow it yourself.

Becca: Leo? Is that you?
Leo: I didn't want to stand out.
Becca: Well, it's a start. So, are you ready to go?
Leo: Take me to your soup kitchen.
Becca: What is that?
Leo: I brought my own ladle. You know, boy scouts aren't the only ones who come prepared.

Edmund: Erica. I'm here. What's the emergency? And it better be good.
Erica: Thank you for coming, Edmund.
Edmund: You're welcome.
Erica: Edmund, I have vital information. But I'd like to begin by saying I -- I have completely misunderstood poor Alex.
Edmund: Well, that's -- that's quite an admission. I'm sorry she's not here. Maybe you should apologize to her.
Erica: Oh, I'm not done. And this is not an apology. It seems that Alex is far more unstable than I ever even knew.
Edmund: More of this?
Erica: Edmund, I spoke to an acquaintance of mine in London, and I have learned that Alex spent several years as a patient in a mental hospital.
Edmund: You interrupted my evening for gossip?
Erica: This is not gossip. This has been verified. Alex Devane suffered a complete nervous breakdown.
Edmund: Is this your doing?
David: Actually, it's the first I've heard of it. This must be a recent development.
Erica: I'm going to fill you in.
Edmund: Why haven't we heard of this before?
Erica: Because Alex went to a very small, very private facility, very exclusive facility in Wales, the kind of hospital that really protects their patients' privacy. And they decided they would keep it a secret so that she could continue to practice medicine.
Edmund: How reliable is this source, this acquaintance of yours?
Erica: Very.
Edmund: And she just happened to tumble upon some very personal, very confidential hospital information?
Erica: Edmund, how long are you going to go on defending this very unstable person? What is it going to take for you to realize what a threat she is to you and to others? I mean, she's already killed Dimitri.
David: Erica --
Erica: You were very, very suspicious of her to begin with, and you were right to be that way. You should have trusted your first instincts. You should have trusted your journalistic instincts. Because so much about this very unstable woman has never added up.

Brooke: Oh, listen, that reminds me -- I was doing a Y2K check, system check on the computer.
Edmund: Yeah?
Brooke: I came across that file, you know, when you wanted to do a background check on Alex.
Edmund: Background on Alex?
Brooke: It just got here.
Edmund: Oh, yeah, listen. I don't want to keep that on here. Let's just --
Brooke: Yeah.
Edmund: Delete it. I don't want to snoop on her. Uh -- what --
Brooke: Hmm?
Edmund: What happened after this date?
Brooke: Well, she worked for that one hospital after she graduated from medical school. And then, actually, there's nothing in between that time and when she showed up here, which was a few years later.
Edmund: There's no record of her practicing anywhere during that time?
Brooke: Well, you know, I thought that was curious, too. But I actually thought, well, you know, she was probably in private practice by that point.
Edmund: But there would still be records.
Brooke: You would think so. But there aren't.

Erica: Dimitri must have sensed that there was something amiss with her. He always had a very soft spot in his heart for a bird with a broken wing. And so now it makes perfect sense that he would marry her and keep it a secret, that he wouldn't be able to tell us.
David: This isn't about Dimitri.
Erica: No. Of course it isn't. But it is about his legacy. It's about the Andrassy foundation. We certainly can't allow someone who is so mentally unstable to be one of its directors.
Edmund: Erica, Alex is perfectly -- ahem. She's a highly-skilled professional, and she's perfectly sane.
Erica: Oh, really? Is that what you would call what she did when she pushed David down the flight of stairs? Is that sane? And how comfortable are you going to feel the next time you see her with your children?
Edmund: I've heard you out, Erica.
Erica: We have to act fast, Edmund -- you know this -- before the press gets a hold of it.
Edmund: Yes, ok, now -- "before the press gets a hold of it"? You don't do a damn thing, you understand, until you talk to me.
David: That's funny. I thought I said nearly the same thing to you myself.

Alex: Oh, I love your club. It's great.
Adrian: Well, I would love to take all the credit, but I'm just one of the owners. It was grooving before I got here, you know.
Alex: Uh-huh.
Adrian: Young lady, I would love to have you grace our dance floor when the band gets set up. But stay clear of this guy because if he dances anywhere near the way he plays racquetball, you might get body slammed.
Jake: Oh. See, don't listen to him. He hates to lose -- badly, I might add.
Gillian: Oh, Jake is a fantastic dancer and a fantastic doctor.
Adrian: Well, you being here is proof of that.
Jake: Well, I'd like to take all the credit, but I can't. It mostly goes to Dr. Marick here. She did all the work.
Alex: No, no, no.
Adrian: Well, congrats on the great work, doc.
Alex: Hmm.
Adrian: You know what? The band's setting up. You guys enjoy.
Jake: All right. Thank you very much.

Alex: That was very generous of you to say that. I just did what any other neurologist would do.
Jake: Well, I meant it. Really. I mean, your work and your support he been key to her recovery.
Alex: What's going on with you two?
Jake: Oh.
Gillian: You'll be the first to know.
Alex: I'll hold you to that.
Gillian: Ahem.
Mateo: Ok. Salad.
Jake: Whoa. Very nice, Matt. Great presentation.
Mateo: You want anything?
Alex: No, I'm fine.
Jake: I like it.
Mateo: It's really good to see you. You, too.
Jake: All right -- oh.
Alex: All right. I'm going to leave. I have to get up early in the morning.
Jake: What? Oh -- ok. Well, we can take you.
Alex: No, no. You just got your food. Go on. Eat. I'm fine.
Gillian: Are you sure?
Alex: Yes, yes. I'll get a cab outside. Don't worry about me.
Jake: All right.
Alex: Good night.
Gillian: Ok.
Jake: Good night.
Gillian: Bye.
Jake: Bye.

Becca: Well, they start serving shortly, and we're on second shift.
Greenlee: I didn't realize there were so many homeless people in Pine Valley.
Leo: You're welcome to come with if you'd like, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Thanks, but no thanks.
Becca: Well, Tad and Dixie donated some cans in the back, so I'm going to go get them.
Leo: Ok.
Greenlee: You're not going to help her with the boxes? Or would that make you too enlightened?

Ryan: Thank you for the warning about Greenlee, man. I appreciate it. I really do. But it's handled.
Scott: You're sleeping with my ex. It's handled for you.
Ryan: Well, for you, too. I mean, you said you were over her. And she -- she's playing games, man, but she's not into anything deep. Trust me.
Scott: She says. But, you know, she clings.

Leo: Hey. Sorry about that.
Greenlee: You don't have to feel sorry for me. Ryan thinks what I want him to think.

Janet: Sophie? Are you -- oh, dear God, let this be over. Oh, Sophie. I'm so, so sorry.
Sophie: Ah!
[Janet gasps]

Sophie: Not sorry enough, toots!

Greenlee: Hey, guys.
Ryan: Oh, hey.
Greenlee: I just wanted to see if you guys wanted to get a bite at BJ's.
Scott: Uh -- sorry, I can't.
Leo: I have plans, as you know.
Greenlee: Guess it's just you and me.
Ryan: Well, I'm not all that hungry. I'll catch up with you later.
Leo: Guess you're dining alone tonight.
Greenlee: Maybe not.

Becca: Hey, Scott's ready to go. You ready?
Leo: Scott's going? When did this happen?
Becca: Well, what'd you think I meant when I said "us"?
Leo: I guess I didn't think it through.
Scott: Well, does my going change something for you?
Becca: You still want to go, right?
Leo: Sure I do. Why wouldn't I? Onward.

Erica: I only called Olga's friend in London because I care so much about you. I'm worried about you, David. She could have killed you. And I'm not going to give Alex a chance to get it right next time.
David: I know I saved your life, Erica, but you don't have to keep trying to return the favor. Or maybe you just can't help yourself because you care so very much about me.
Erica: Well, you can wipe that smirk off your face any time now.
David: I'm not going to wipe it off my face. I should be angry at you. You continue to interfere when I ask you not to. But I can't help but love you even more for caring so much about me.
Erica: Well, that's good. Then why don't you listen to me?
David: No. No. Why don't you listen to me? This trip to Gstaad is exactly what you need to get your mind off of Alex and the foundation and private hospitals in Wales -- everything.
Erica: Not everything. Not you.
David: I can live with that.

[Pager beeps]

David: It's that patient again.
Erica: Oh.
David: Let me go check on him.
Erica: All right, go ahead.

Erica: Bianca, hi, honey. It's me. Sweetheart, I'm calling because I have good news and I have bad news. David -- he can't come with us to Gstaad, but he's very, very happy that we invited him. No, I am, too, sweetheart. I really am. And listen, here's the good news. How would you like to have a really extra special adventure? I was thinking we could take a side trip to this really interesting place, to -- to Wales.

Gillian: No.
Jake: No?
Gillian: Hi.
Edmund: Hi.
Jake: Hi.
Edmund: Where's Alex?
Gillian: She left.
Edmund: By herself?
Gillian: No, she took a taxi.
Jake: She said she had to get up early or do something. I offered to take her home, but she took off before I could even argue. I hope everything's going to be all right.
Edmund: I hope so, too.

Geoffrey's voice: What happened last night is just between us.
Alex: No, Geoffrey.

Adrian: Yo. What's up with the Tequila Sunrises?
Mateo: Oh. Here you go, man. Have you seen Hayley?
Adrian: No.
Mateo: The band's all set up, man. She's going to miss it if she doesn't get here soon.

Trevor: Sweetheart, the dog's upstairs in bed. Honey?
Trevor: Babe?
Trevor: Wonder when this came in.

Hayley's voice: Hi. Uncle Trev, listen, it's -- it's Hayley. Janet's headed to the warehouse on Hillspoint Road. She's meeting some woman there. Did you know that? Anyway, give me a call on my cell when you get this, ok? Thanks. Bye.
Trevor: She's lying to me. Why the hell would she go to a warehouse?

[Janet gags]

Sophie: You did it now!
Sophie: I told you never to cross me!
Sophie: Ah!
Sophie: You tried to kill me, huh? Well, it's time you were on the receiving end of this, baby.

[Janet gags]