Edmund: It's ok.
Alex: I'm completely unglued.
Edmund: No. Listen, listen, you're just scared. Something upset you. What was it? Something in the room?
Alex: Well, it certainly -- I wasn't in there. I was somewhere else.
Edmund: What do you mean somewhere else?
Alex: I don't know. Another place. I don't know what's happening to me.

Rae: All right. If you are going to use an alias, I think we're going to have to get you some form of identification. Now, I doubt that this lawyer is going to put you through the standard procedure, but he is going to want you to look good on paper, that's for sure.
Tad: No problem. I got a brother who can take care of that.
Rae: Not Jake.
Tad: No, Adrian. He used to work in intelligence, remember?
Rae: Oh, right. I met him at the Crystal Ball.
Dixie: Now all we need is a shady lawyer.
Tad: Ah, like there's some kind of shortage of those. I can think of two off top of my head -- Barry Shire and Leslie Coulson.
Dixie: No, no, no. We need one that specializes in baby brokering.
Rae: My choice -- Lyle Wedgwood.
Myrtle: Well, that sounds like an uptown name.
Rae: I have a friend who's at the Llanview police department. He's a detective there. He's digging up whatever information he can find right now on the guy. I expect him to call any minute.
Myrtle: Oh.

[Telephone rings]

Rae: Oh, Myrtle --
Myrtle: Excuse me.
Rae: Great.
Myrtle: Hello. No, no, no. No, I don't want to refinance. Not at the moment, thanks. No, just take my name off the list. Thank you. Telebusiness. Hey. Why are you so edgy?
Rae: Oh, I don't know, really. I expected John to call me by now. You don't suppose he hasn't found out any information yet, do you -- what we need?
Myrtle: We? You mean you and me? Well, darling, I thought this was all about tad's expose about child adoption.
Rae: Yes.
Myrtle: I mean, do you have some other plans for it?
Rae: No, of course not. Oh, I don't know, Myrtle. It's sort of the same thing, isn't it? I don't know that it's going to help me find my daughter, but it somehow makes me feel like I'm getting closer. Does that make any sense?
Myrtle: Yeah, yeah, it does. Yeah, it does.
Rae: Thank you.

Jake: Oh! It's a party!
Myrtle: Oh, my gosh! Will you look who's here.
Jake: Hello!
Myrtle: Hey!
Dixie: Oh, the party just arrived.
Myrtle: Well, there's Colby!
Dixie: Hi.
Myrtle: My, lord. Colby, you are getting so big now.
Jake: Colby this, Colby that. Doesn't anybody care about me?
Tad: Oh, yeah. You can stay, too.
Jake: Oh, thanks.
Dixie: Come to Auntie Dixie. Say hi. Where's Gillian?
Jake: Gillian, uh --
Tad: Where's Liza?
Jake: Well, I've got this kind of cosmic symmetry thing going here. Gillian is at Wildwind with Eugenia making plans for the wedding, and Liza is with Adam, ending their marriage.

Liza: You did it on purpose. You deliberately locked me in here.
Adam: Yes. I'm going to get through to you one way or another. Liza: You're holding me prisoner.
Adam: It's the only way I can get you to listen to me.
Liza: I am not listening to you. You are not going to put your spin on this so I'll forgive you. I am not forgiving you for anything, including this.
Adam: Oh, Liza. Liza, no -- Liza: No, no -- Hello? Hello? Hello? How could you do that? You just had this reinstalled.
Adam: Like I said, you're going to hear me out, Liza.
Liza: You're holding me hostage. That's what you're doing.
Adam: Do you think I wanted to do this? No. I hate being in here. But I'm not going to let you walk out of my life.
Liza: You can't stop me. Where's that vent -- that vent that you tunneled your way out of here like a little rodent?
Adam: The vents have been sealed.
Liza: You're lying.
Adam: No, I'm not lying. I had them sealed the same day I had them reinstall the phone. And I had the food and water restocked. So we probably won't starve.
Liza: I really hate you. I can't believe there's not a backup remote here! Especially after what happened to you.
Adam: There isn't. Go ahead, knock yourself out. You won't find it.
Liza: Well, then that makes you a bigger fool than I ever thought. You know, they're going to come looking for me -- immediately.
Adam: No, they won't, either. Colby's with Jake. Nobody's expecting you. So why don't you just stop fighting me and let me say what I have to say?
Liza: Ok, fine. Talk. Go on! Damn it, just start talking.
Adam: All right, it wasn't only for love. I was scared. I was afraid that once Jake became a part of your life, that I'd lose you forever.
Liza: You didn't trust me.
Adam: Perhaps not. The Martins have always hated me. And here you were ready to make Jake Martin the father of your child, a man who I'd almost lost you to just before this. You're going to give him a bond with you forever.
Liza: It was none of your business.
Adam: How can you say that after what we'd been through together -losing our first child?
Liza: You can't create a replacement. It wasn't for you to do.
Adam: I wanted to give you what you lost, what we lost.
Liza: You couldn't. And you still can't.
Adam: Liza, you blame me for interfering with Colby's conception. Well, I feel the same way about you, exactly the same way about you trying to engineer her conception with Jake Martin. He doesn't deserve to be her father. We are destined toe a family, you and me and Colby.
Liza: Well, maybe we were. But then again, we'll never know now, will we?
Adam: We can. Liza, we don't need a divorce.
Liza: Oh, yes, we do because I am not going to stay married to you anymore.
Adam: Well, what about these terms that you want me to accept? Seeing Colby once a month with supervision. Do you actually think that I'm going to live with that?
Liza: You know what? I think it's a lot better than seeing her behind a big piece of Plexiglas in jail. What was the maximum sentence, 10, 15 years?
Adam: All right. I don't blame you for playing hardball. I've always admired your guts, the ability to close a deal. But I think you're oversimplifying this particular situation.
Liza: Oh, really? Federal crimes. You committed crimes that are punishable federal offenses.
Adam: Yeah, but so did your mother and Stuart and Tad, and, Liza, Liza, you and Dixie. All of you. Fraud, forgery, kidnapping, aiding and abetting. That's just a few that spring to mind.
Liza: You are not going to send your brother to jail, Adam.
Adam: No, but I think I can make a hell of a case against your mother. She masterminded this whole thing, used undue influence on Stuart. So would you like to see her every other Sunday behind a Plexiglas window?
Liza: You wouldn't dare.
Adam: You sure? Well, I'll tell you one thing -- I will keep you in court for years. For years. Is that what you want? You want Stuart wasting his whole fortune trying to keep your mother out of jail?
Liza: What do you want from me?
Adam: I want -- I want you to reconsider. I want another plan. Once a month doesn't work for me.
Liza: Fine. I'll talk to Jackson, and he'll get back to you.
Adam: No, no, no. Forget Jackson. No lawyers. No Jack, no Barry. We'll work it out, just the two of us. We're trapped in here. We can do it.
Liza: Well, does it have to be so cold in here? Could you please turn on the heat?
Adam: I'm sorry. When I closed the vents, that cut the heat off.
Liza: Oh, you know -- I'll tell you. I'm glad you were so positive that you were never going to get stuck in here ever again.
Adam: Yeah, I was. There -- if you're cold -- you're really cold, there's some extra blankets in the bathroom closet.

Winifred: Mr. Chandler? Gracious -- but how -- now, how did this remote get out here?
Adam: Shh, shh, shh. Don't, don't -- quiet. You'll ruin everything.
Winifred: Well, don't you want me to get you out of there?
Adam: No, no, no. No. I want you to go. Put that down right where you found it.
Winifred: You want to stay in there?
Adam: Yes! I'm -- I'm testing the timer. This door's on an automatic timer. You see, they go up automatically once every 24 hours in the morning, so -- so you run along now. You go, and come back and check on me in the morning. You take the rest of the night off.
Winifred: Thank you, Mr. Chandler. But --
Adam: Go! Shh, shh. Get out, get out!

Liza: Who were you talking to?

Rae: So what do you think?
Jake: I think it's very compelling. You've done a lot of work.
Rae: Did you ever see or hear anything around the hospital?
Jake: What, about questionable adoptions?
Rae: Or unscrupous lawyers.
Jake: No, not at PVH. Although, when I was in medical school, I was doing OB rotation and some guy was asking a lot of questions about some of the young pregnant woman at the clinic. He was asking about whether they were married or not and talking about their Medicaid and just stuff like that.
Tad: That's it. That's what they do. They target people they think will be desperate and convince them to give up the children for money.
Jake: From what I've heard, they actually arrange to have another doctor come in. He'll do the home birth or he'll take over the hospital, so that way if a mother has any second thoughts, he'll just say, oh, there's problems and falsify the birth records.
Rae: You think that happens very often?
Jake: When I reported it they said it wasn't that uncommon.
Dixie: It's a really good thing you reported it.

[Telephone rings]

Rae: I'll get it, Myrtle. Hello. Yes, John, it's me. Yeah, it's good to hear your voice, too. So were you able to get me that information I need? We got our lead. Lyle Wedgwood.

Edmund: Ok. Why don't you sit down? Just tell me what happened.
Alex: Well, I went into the room, and David was in there leaning over my patient -- this little girl, Karen. And I don't know. Suddenly, it was as if I wasn't there. It was really dark and -- I don't know. I -- I was somewhere else. I felt really scared.
Edmund: Scared of what you saw -- or what you believed you saw?
Alex: Both, I think.
Edmund: Ok, ok. All right. So you walk into the room, and you see Dr. Hayward leaning over your patient.
Alex: Yeah, but there was another man looking at me.
Edmund: Geoffrey?
Alex: I don't know. Maybe. There was something about his eyes. They were -- they were piercing. Like he -- I felt powerless. I felt like a little girl.
Edmund: Ok. You sure you don't recognize this guy?
Alex: Yeah, I am.
Edmund: Ok. Try to visualize him. What does he look like? Does he look like Hayward?
Alex: No, he's older. Gray hair. There's something in his manner, though, that -- his eyes, maybe.

[Telephone rings]

Edmund: I'm sorry. I'll get right off. Yeah, Edmund Grey. Yeah, hi, Peggy. Listen, I'm in the hospital. I can't talk on this phone. Um -- ok. Ok. All right. Bring her to the phone in my room, and I'll call you right back, ok? Good. Thanks. That was my daughter, Maddie. She had a bad dream. I'm going to call her back. I'm going to calm her down. I'll be right back, ok? You'll be all right?
Alex: Yes, yeah. Send her my love, all right?
Edmund: Stay put. I will.

David: I couldn't help but overhear some of what you were telling Edmund.
Alex: You could have if you'd walked away.
David: I just finished my examination with Karen. This is very troubling, Alex, that I remind you of this person that obviously triggers some painful episodes --
Alex: Oh, please, don't try to psychoanalyze me.
David: No, no, wait, wait. Wait, wait, please. Just -- what am I doing that's causing you to associate me with this man?
Alex: Let it go.
David: Well, I must be doing something, right? Alex, come on. Let me help you.
Edmund: She said, "let it go," Hayward.
David: Edmund, I am just trying to help. All right? I have a valid reason to be concerned here.
Edmund: Bull. You're trying to get rid of her so you can run the Andrassy foundation by yourself.
David: That is a completely unfounded accusation.
Edmund: Oh, really? What about Erica digging into her past?
David: That had nothing to do with me, and you know it.
Edmund: Do I look as stupid as you sound?
David: Well, now that you mention it --
Alex: You know what? I don't want a scene. Please -- please, let's just get out of here.

David: My, my, Alex. You're unraveling before our very eyes. It's quite a sight.

Rae: I can't tell you how much I appreciate you getting me this information, john. Oh, I see. No, no. I will. Yes. No. It's good to hear your voice, too. I'm not sure when I'm coming back to Llanview. I'll call, all right? Ok. Yes, I will. All right. Bye and thanks. Bye.

Tad: Sounds like your good friend really came through for you.
Rae: He always does.
Dixie: Did this guy find out anything about this Lyle Wedgwood person? I mean, is he the guy we should use to --
Rae: You're not going to believe it. He's under investigation right now. He -- he specializes in private adoptions. In fact, he's been under suspicion for baby-brokering for some time now. And the only reason he hasn't gotten caught is because he looks so legal on paper.
Myrtle: They still haven't cracked him?
Rae: No. And let's also say that he has some friends in low places.
Jake: You mean, like, the mob?
Rae: Yeah. Apparently, he's connected in some way.
Tad: Ok. So we consider ourselves warned. We'll go ahead with the story, and I'll do it alone.
Dixie: What about me?
Tad: What about you? You can't expect me to put you in harm's way.
Dixie: I thought that I was going to be a part of this, that we were together on this.
Tad: You were a part of it. It's too dangerous now.
Dixie: Well, what are you going to do? Like, find somebody else and bring her up to speed? I mean, isn't that going to cause a delay? Can you afford to do that?
Tad: No, of course not.
Dixie: All right. Well, then just use me, Tad. I'll be fine. We're just going to meet the guy.
Tad: No. It's too dangerous. I don't like it.
Dixie: Well, I don't like it, either, but this is a part of the world that you have chosen to be a part of. Any expose of yours could turn dangerous at any time, right?
Tad: Yeah, so, I could be careful.
Dixie: So I can be careful, too. You need to be a couple on this, right? Let me do it.
Tad: Ok. We'll go ahead with the plan. But just pray that caution and common sense prevail.
Rae: Definitely.

Adam: Oh, you heard me talking to the monitor. Winifred was singing off-key in the parlor. She has a voice like a cat on a pike.
Liza: Maybe -- maybe she's still here. Maybe she can hear us.
Adam: She doesn't even know this place exists. If she did, she would have rescued me long ago.
Liza: Where is she? I don't see her.
Adam: No. Well, she's probably left for the evening. She was dressed to go out. Are you still cold? I'll make you a hot toddy. How's that? I have everything right here.
Liza: You're not going to strong-arm me into anything. I'll fight you with everything I have where Colby is concerned.
Adam: Yeah, I'm sure you will. But I'll make it easy for you. I'll give you your divorce if you'll agree to my terms. Actually, there's only one term.
Liza: What do you want?
Adam: You and Colby continue living here with me.
Liza: I don't want Colby living under your influence.
Adam: That's my only term. Nonnegotiable.
Liza: It's blackmail.
Adam: No, it's a compromise. I'm not asking you to share my bedroom, just my address. You'll still have your divorce.
Liza: And I won't have any distance. I want to get as far away from you as I possibly can.
Adam: Well, unfortunately, Colby can't live in the west wing all by herself, can she? You're going to have to live there with her.
Liza: Oh, I tell you. This is so you. You say you -- you love me, and then you say that you want to keep us hostage.
Adam: I am willing to accept -- respect any limitation, any boundaries you place on me. That's how much I love you.
Liza: "Respect," "love" all in the same sentence. Two things you know nothing about.
Adam: No, you're wrong, Liza. I have flaws, yes. I've admitted them before. I even put them in our wedding vows. But I thought you looked past them and loved me, anyway.
Liza: I thought so, too. It turns out I don't know you at all.
Adam: I'm the same man you fell in love with. The same man you married. And I'm so crazy in love with you that here I am again, trapped in this same room that gives me nightmares.
Liza: May I please have the hot drink?
Adam: Coming right up. Why don't you sit down, make yourself comfortable?
Liza: This compromise is completely preposterous. It's totally impractical.
Adam: No, no. Not really. Think of the benefits to you. There would always be someone to watch Colby. You wouldn't have to move. You'd have your own staff. They'd all be at your disposal. Unless you're just scared. Unless you're afraid to live under the same roof with me. Little too chemistry, is that it?
Liza: You know, you could be naked in a tub of bubbles with a rose between your teeth, and it wouldn't faze me in the least.
Adam: Then you'll do it?
Liza: Divorced. Separate lives living in the same house. That's your deal?
Adam: Yes, right.
Liza: And you wouldn't just come stumbling into my bedroom with some sort of episode of amnesia or sleepwalking?
Adam: You could bar the door.
Liza: I would get a really big dog, mean dog.
Adam: So it's a deal? Hmm? Shake on it?
Liza: Oh, thanks, but no thanks. I think I'd like to keep my hand in case I need to hit you in the head with it. Fine. You have your deal. Now push the magic button and let me out of here.
Adam: Liza, I told you I can't. There is no way out. We're stuck in here -- at least till morning.

Jake: Mmm, that tastes good, honey. Now, I got to go to the hospital, but I'll be right back, all right?
Dixie: Here we go. Here we go. She'll probably be asleep by the time you get home. Don't worry.
Jake: Hope so. Bye-bye.
Rae: Bye-bye.

Tad: Look at her. I cannot believe anybody would give up a baby for adoption. Let alone do it for profit or because she got caught.
Rae: Oh, come on, Tad. There are a million reasons why a girl would give up her baby. Some of them you just couldn't even begin to fathom, I'm sure.
Myrtle: Darling, I don't think he meant that. I'm sure he didn't.
Rae: It's all right. It's all right. Thank you. You know what? I think it's time that I told you two why this story is so important to me. I should have told you before. I hope you won't be angry. You see, I'm one of those women who got caught. I was just a kid when I got pregnant. Doesn't matter why or how it happened. It certainly wasn't planned. I was so scared -- scared to death to tell my family. And when I finally had to tell them -- oh, my God -- all hell broke loose, let me tell you. But I was so determined to keep my baby. My family wanted me to have the baby at home, so I agreed to that. It was a long labor. 12 Hours. But I had the most beautiful baby girl. I can still see her sweet face. I can even hear how her cry was. I was tired. It was a difficult time, and I fell asleep. And when I woke up, the doctor told me that there had been complications. Her breathing, her lungs -- that my baby girl died. It was a year ago that I found out that that wasn't true, that she's alive. I never knew that, of course. My family -- oh, my family -- they made some kind of a deal with a lawyer. They sold her. I only saw her that one time. Every day of my life since then, I think of her.

Edmund: You feel like talking a little bit about what happened before?
Alex: It's all I've been thinking about.
Edmund: Something struck me, what you said before.
Alex: Hmm.
Edmund: You were talking about David bending over your patient, the little girl?
Alex: Mm-hmm.
Edmund: How you felt powerless. Did you see yourself as the little girl?
Alex: No, that wasn't me. No, I was like a witness. I -- it felt, you know, that kind of -- the deja vu feeling? It felt like that.
Edmund: What do you remember about Geoffrey?
Alex: I don't know a Geoffrey. I mean, I've been trying to think of all my father's colleagues, but nobody was named Geoffrey.
Edmund: Uncles, cousins?
Alex: No.
Edmund: Alex, I don't know how to ask you this, so I'm just going to ask it. Did you ever wonder if you were abused when you were a child?
Alex: No. No, no, no. No, I have very good memories of my parents, and I believe them to be real. No, I don't -- I don't remember ever being abused by my parents or anyone else.
Edmund: Could you be blocking it?
Alex: No. Because women who've been sexually abused, you know, they often -- they carry these psychic scars into their physical relationships, and that's never been the case for me. I've always had very good relationships. You know, Dimitri and I, we were -- well, anyway, I don't think that's what's blocking my memory. Oh, I hate this! Ugh. I feel scared all the time. You know, that's not me.
Edmund: You're not made of iron, Alex. You know? Just -- everybody's needy once in a while.
Alex: Hmm.
Edmund: I'm just happy that you're trusting enough of me to open up.
Alex: Though, I hope I'm not beyond help again.
Edmund: You're not. You're not. You're not alone, ok? Listen, would you feel safer moving back to the main house?
Alex: No, I like it here. I love the hunting lodge. It makes me feel --
Alex: Thank you for listening. You kind of understand, don't you?
Edmund: A lot more than you think.

[Edmund remembers being abused by his step-father]

Alfred: Don't you ever talk to me like that! Do you hear me?
Young Edmund: I only --
Alfred: Shut up!
Young Edmund: But you --
Alfred: No son of mine talks to me like that! Ever!

Alex: Edmund? Edmund? Are you all right? Where did you go?
Alex: What is it?
Edmund: I -- I think it was all this talk about time travel and abuse. I just took a little trip of my own when I was -- when I was a boy. You know, I used to live in this place. And my father, he used to -- he used to train here. I was the punching bag.
Alex: Oh. You want to tell me about it?
Edmund: Well, he used to -- he used to beat me, you know? And when he got tired of using his fists, he'd just yell. You know, if I wasn't a worthless piece of garbage, then I was a spoiled, rotten brat. And, you know, I didn't know at the time that he hated me because I was Hugo Marick's bastard son.
Alex: I'm so sorry. That's horrible.
Edmund: Yeah. I hated him. And then I felt guilty for hating him. It took me a long time to figure it out, you know, to work through all that stuff. So I kind of understand what you might be going through.
Alex: Did you block out some of it, too?
Edmund: Oh, no. No. I know I wish I could have. Most of it was right here in this room.
Alex: Oh. How can you stand to come here, then?
Edmund: Well, I thought about torching the place a couple of times.

[Alex laughs]

Edmund: Yeah. You know, when I became the owner of this place, I actually took some estimates of what it would cost to level it. Then I realized that the culprit wasn't the room. It was the memories. And it's the same thing with you. Don't let your fear take you hostage.
Alex: Yeah. I don't know. Whatever it is that I've buried deep inside me is really trying to break through now. And that's what's so frightening is the way it's doing it because it's random, and I don't feel like I have any control over it. You know, I thought it was just all going to be over after New Year's Eve. I'm getting worse.
Edmund: No, you're not. You're getting better. You're getting better, Alex. It's because the memories are coming out now. And they're coming out only because you can handle it. Ok? Now, trust me. The truth -- don't be afraid of the truth.
Alex: Yeah. I mean, maybe I should be because I've buried it in the first place.
Edmund: You can handle it. And I'll be here.
Alex: Thanks.

Dixie: So you're hoping that this story will somehow lead you to the lawyer who sold your baby.
Rae: I don't know. It's crazy. It's the only thing I've got. I have to try and believe in it.
Tad: I told you I would help you, and I will. Tomorrow, we're going to call this guy, Wedgwood, and we'll go from there.
Rae: Thank you.
Dixie: Don't worry. Don't worry. Everything's going to be ok. We should go, you know?
Rae: Yeah, go home. Go home.
Dixie: I'm sorry. But are you going to be all right?
Rae: Yes, yes. I'm fine. Thank you.
Dixie: Are you sure?
Tad: Try and get some rest.
Rae: Ok. You, too.
Dixie: Don't worry. We'll let ourselves out, ok? See you soon.

Rae: I had to tell them. You know that.
Myrtle: Yeah. It was very brave of you to open up like that. It was.
Rae: Boy, I sure don't feel very brave.
Myrtle: You were.

Liza: That was pretty good, considering.
Adam: Well, even we survivalists can dine in style.
Liza: Yeah, well, it's the only meal I'm having. I'm sure in the morning, people will be looking for me.
Adam: Well, in the meantime, we might as well make the best of it. You want to watch television, maybe? Listen to some music?
Liza: I'll watch the news. Where's the remote?
Adam: Right there on the desk.

[Liza finds the journal Adam kept while locked in the safe room]

Liza's voice reading: "It's Thanksgiving Day. Liza and Colby are watching the Thanksgiving Day parade. Colby is snuggled up against Liza's pink cashmere sweater. Liza is explaining the balloons and floats. If I close my eyes, I can imagine I'm with them, holding them close, breathing in the scent of Liza's hair."

Liza: What's this? Adam: Oh. That's a journal that I kept while I was in here. It's just -- just to pass the time.
Liza: I'm suddenly not very -- I'm going to go to sleep. I'm tired.
Adam: Well, let's turn in.
Liza: I'm on top.

Alex: Thank you so much for seeing me through my meltdown.
Edmund: You look pretty solid to me.
Alex: Hmm. Thank you for telling me your story. I'm glad that you felt you could.
Edmund: Hey. That's what it's all about. Alex: Dimitri said that
you could be a formidable adversary, but there was no one better to have as a friend.
Edmund: He's right. You got me. No matter what.

[David on phone to Erica]

David Hey. How's Switzerland? Isn't it the middle of the night there right now? I miss you, too, Erica. I may have to sleep in my office until you get back. No. No, there haven't been any more episodes with Alex. But you were right about Edmund. He's appointed himself Lancelot to her Guinevere. Yeah. All right. Look, give my love to Bianca, ok? I can't wait to give it to you in person. All right. Good night.

David: Hey, Jake. What happened? Did you get called in tonight?
Jake: Yeah, but I'm on my way back out.
David: It's a grueling schedule sometimes. Hopefully, Gillian's understanding.
Jake: She will be. She knows what she's getting into -- life of a doctor's wife and all.
David: Congratulations. Wow. Marriage. Wow, that's -- that's a real milestone. I never tried it myself, personally, but I'm all for it. It must be very comforting to have someone that you can count on, someone that you can share all your secrets with.
Jake: Secrets?
David: We all have secrets, Jake. All the best to you and to your happy little family.

Rae: I think she probably misses her mother.
Myrtle: You know, I'm sure your little girl got a loving home.
Rae: I pray for that, you know. You don't think I'm obsessed about this, do you?
Myrtle: Oh, no.
Rae: I admit I practically think of nothing else these days. You know, every young woman I see, I want her to be my daughter.
Myrtle: Yeah, I know. I understand. You know, sometimes, there's a split second on our paths that stays with us for the rest of our lives. And, you know, it seems just as fresh today as it did way back then. You know?
Rae: I know.
Myrtle: Yeah, I'll bet you do.

[Colby babbles]

Myrtle: Yeah.
Rae: You want more? Come on.

Dixie: You know, honey, you're so worried about how this adoption piece is going to affect me. What about how it's affecting you?
Tad: What do you mean?
Dixie: I mean, you were abandoned by Ray Gardner, and then you were adopted yourself. I watched your face when Rae was talking. This story is starting to get to you.
Tad: Yeah, but not because I'm feeling sorry for myself. Quite the opposite. I'm so lucky to have people like Joe and Ruth for parents. It doesn't matter how I got there. I'm just lucky I'm part of the family. And that's the way they've always made me feel, as if I was part of a loving family.
Dixie: Well, that's good because it's certainly good to belong.
Tad: Yeah. Well, it's good to have piece of mind, too. And that's what I want for Rae. I want her to know that her little girl's all right because that's what's torturing her. She wants to know that she found a -- a loving home.
Dixie: Well, that's about the most she can ask for at this point.
Tad: It's the most anybody can ask for. I'm still worried about Colby. Although, I'm delighted that Liza's getting a divorce because the sooner she gets her out of Adam's house, the better.

[Liza coughs and sniffles]

Liza: Oh.
Adam: Liza, you're going to catch pneumonia. Why won't you take my blanket?
Liza: I told you no.
Adam: Well, this is ridiculous. We're adults. We have two blankets and body heat to burn.
Liza: No.
Adam: Now, if we were both in the same bunk, we'd be cozy, warm.
Liza: All right! All right! You just can't move a muscle. Not even to scratch your nose.
Adam: Ok, ok. Easy, easy.
Liza: Oh.
Adam: That's it. I promise I'll be a perfect gentleman.

[Liza shivers]

Adam: There you go. That's it. There. There we go. Yeah.
Adam: Hey, isn't that better?
Liza: Oh, shut up!
Adam: Good night, Liza.
Liza: Oh, yeah. Fine.