Marian: You did what?
Liza: What?
Hayley: I told Adam and Arlene that I was ready to accept their marriage and be their daughter.
Liza: And you think there was a method to this madness?
Hayley: Yes. Absolutely. Look, everyone knows that dad married that woman and bought that bar because he's a mess after what happened to Uncle Stuart.
Marian: But, Hayley, encouraging him?
Hayley: Look, he is only with her because he feels that she's all he deserves right now.
Liza: And you think that by approving of it that you're somehow going to change something?
Hayley: Maybe -- maybe if I love him instead of fighting him, I'll show him that he's worth something and that I care about him. And if that means pretending that I'm ok with this sham of a marriage to get my father back, then that's what I'm going to do. So are you in?

Arlene: You told me that this was part of a plan to take Liza and Tad down so you could get your company back. Well, it would be a real nice gesture on your part if you could tell me how the hell you're going to do that by serving flat beer and watered-down drinks to a bunch of boozers.
Adam: Just accept it, Arlene, or I'll do it alone.

[Knock on door]

Adam: Look at this. They're dying to get in here. We must be getting a reputation already.
Arlene: Yeah, with a bunch of maintenance drinkers with the shakes.
Adam: I doubt that you want to stand in judgment on that one, do you, Arlene? Let them in.

Man: It's about time, Arlene.
Woman: We are thirsty!
Second woman: Arlene Vaughan. Get a load of you.
Arlene: Well, hey, Shirl. It's been a long time.
Shirl: You must feel like you've died and went to heaven. Free drinks all day and night, I'm guessing?
Arlene: Yeah, well, the first three Manhattans are on me and then you can get out and leave me alone. So I can figure out what the hell's going on here.

Greenlee: Come on, come on. I told you I'd double your rate if you guys finished this before the guy who lives here gets home, ok?
Vamoose, Mesdames. Maid: But, Mademoiselle, we have not cleaned underneath the bed or the couch --
Greenlee: I have no intention of going underneath the furniture, ok? So thanks for your time, here's your tips, and good-bye. No, no, no, no, no. The back door. Move it, move it. Go, go.

Greenlee: Pretty fab, huh? Ok, ok, ok, I'll explain. I got the place cleaned as a peace offering. I accept everything you said to me last night. I know that I'm not -- we're not meant to be a thing, so you don't have to worry anymore or manage me. But I can still be an idea person for IncredibleDreams.
Ryan: Greenlee, don't do this, please.
Greenlee: Ryan, it's ok, it's ok. You don't have a cleaning budget and I can totally afford --
Ryan: This isn't going to work, Greenlee.
Greenlee: No, no, no-no. You're not listening, Ryan.
Ryan: No, you don't understand, Greenlee. This isn't going to work. You being here in the loft in any capacity is not going to work. I need you to -- I need you to give me your keys back.

Tad: Tina?
Tina: Oh, no. Have you heard from Adrian?
Gillian: No, that's why we came here. We thought maybe you heard from him.
Tina: No, I haven't spoken to him since he left for Chechnya.
Tad: Listen, don't give up hope. That doesn't mean anything. We don't even know if he's there yet or not. I'm sure once he finds Jake, he'll contact --
Gillian? You ok?
Gillian: I'm fine, I'm fine.
Tad: Whoa. Whoa, whoa.

[Gillian faints]

Eliot: Take deep breaths, ok? Really deep.
Tad: Gillian? Here, sweetie.
Gillian: Thank you. I'm fine. I'm sorry I fainted.
Tad: Yeah, don't be.
Gillian: I'm ok.
Gillian: I -- I didn't sleep much last night and I skipped breakfast. I'm fine.
Tad: You sure?
Gillian: Yeah, yeah, you go to work. I know you have a really full day.
Tad: Listen, I know that Jake is coming back to us. I'm sure of it. He wants a life with you too much to do anything stupid.
Tina: I'll make sure she's ok.
Tad: I appreciate that. Thanks, Tina.
Tad: Gillian? He is coming home. I know it.
Tina: Do you want me to get you something to eat?
Gillian: No, I don't want to cause you any trouble. It's fine.
Tina: Oh, it's no trouble. It'll just take me 10 minutes, ok?

Gillian: I feel so stupid that I fainted.
Eliot: You know, one of the toughest things to take is our own powerlessness. And when you love someone and they're sick or in danger and there is nothing that you can do but just sit by and wait, nothing's harder. But that is where your love and your faith take over, and those are the kind of things that can sustain you when --
Gillian: No, this is all my fault, Reverend -- all of it.
Eliot: Gillian --
Gillian: No, if Jake's -- if something happens to Jake, it's because of me.

Greenlee: Well, I thought it over, Ryan, and it's a waste of time for me to try and fool you. You were right. I was -- I am Cyber Cynthia. It was pretty seventh grade, I know.
Ryan: I just -- I can't have that kind of distraction, Greenlee, you understand? I work very hard. I'm trying to make this a viable company.
Greenlee: I know, I know, and I got really personal. But I can be professional. I do know how to separate the two. Ry, I was with you when this company was nothing more than an idea in your head. And I know how much it means to you and how hard you've worked. Nobody knows how much this company means to you more than I do, and I'll never do anything to get in the way -- and if I have, I'll never do it again. I don't always finish what I start -- it's my grandparents' favorite complaint -- but I don't want to do that here. Ryan?
Ryan: I spent the morning in a meeting with Robert Winship.
Greenlee: And?
Ryan: And he thinks that IncredibleDreams is just another startup company with red ink as its destiny.
Greenlee: Nobody turns a profit in three months.
Ryan: Yeah, well, he thinks we're playing it pretty small. See, he said -- and I quote -- "it's time for us to get out in the yard and play with the big dogs or get the hell off the porch."
Greenlee: So he's a white-collar butch boy. What does he want?
Ryan: What does he want? $11 Million.
Greenlee: From us? No, he's supposed to give us the cash.
Ryan: Yes. Yeah, well, he wants us to prove to him that IncredibleDreams is for real, and, in order to do that, we have to come up with $11 million or we don't see the 20 million that he was talking about giving us.
Greenlee: That's --
Ryan: That's --
Greenlee: But that's --
Ryan: Business. It's business. You're only as strong as your leader, Greenlee, and right now I'm really not all that damn strong.
Greenlee: Don't say that.
Ryan: I just -- I need financial commitment. Otherwise, I'm just like everybody else at a computer trying to get rich and really not having any idea w to do it. You've been very supportive, Greenlee, and I appreciate that, but I need more than just, you know, a cheerleader. I need a partner, and you said that you don't want to have any part of that. On top of the fact that you mixed our business venture with something else altogether that just wasn't meant to be. So I say again, I really need my keys back.
Greenlee: I understand.
Greenlee: And, you know, if you ever need somebody to run your ideas around with, like you did in the beginning with me -- that was a really -- a really good time for me. I'll never forget it.
Ryan: Ok. I -- I got to get going.
Greenlee: Another meeting?
Ryan: Yeah, I'm off to Chandler Enterprises and trying to get my hands on that 11 million.
Greenlee: Well, that's great.
Ryan: I figure I have a better shot at it while Liza and Tad are signing the checks than when Adam Chandler was in charge, and word is they're trying to diversify, so I figured give it a shot.
Greenlee: You'll do more than that. Ryan?
Ryan: Just close the door on the way out, ok? It'll lock.
Greenlee: Good luck at Chandler Enterprises.
Ryan: Thank you. It really is better this way, Greenlee.

[Telephone rings]

Greenlee: IncredibleDreams. This is Greenlee. Yes. Get out of town. How do I know you're really his manager? Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it. He wants us to handle this? Can we? For him? Of course. He's a God.

Liza: No, I'm not in.
Hayley: Liza --
Liza: No. Adam doesn't care what is going on with my life. He doesn't care about Colby's life. And now that he's saddled himself with Arlene, we have nothing to work on.
Hayley: Ok, I understand. I just wanted you both to know what I was doing and why. But as far as Colby's concerned, I'd be careful if I were you.
Liza: What do you mean?
Hayley: Arlene's making noise about being a stepmother to Colby in more than name only.
Liza: Oh, really? In what galaxy?
Hayley: I'm just telling you what she said. You know, being a step mom to her new husband's baby girl? It's a no-brainer. She's all over it like a wet t-shirt.
Liza: Oh, really? Well, she's going to have to go through me first.
Marian: And me, too.

[Knock on door]

Marian: Excuse me. Hello.
Delivery man: Hi. Delivery for Colby Chandler.
Marian: Oh. I'll take it, darling. Just a sec. Thank you.
Delivery man: Have a good day.
Marian: Yes, you, too. Here you are.
Liza: "For my little girl, love Daddy"?
Marian: Excuse me?
Liza: This isn't Adam's writing. Please don't tell me.
Hayley: Oh, yeah, the little smiley faces for is. That's classic Arlene all right.
Marian: Liza, what are you going to do?
Liza: I'm going to shove this down Arlene's throat so far, she's going to have to eat through her navel with a straw.

Eliot: You know you don't have to carry this alone.
Gillian: You really believe that talking about your problems makes it better?
Eliot: Well, I know firsthand that sitting on it doesn't work. You know, we don't really know each other, and I just want you to know that it won't hurt my feelings if you speak to someone else about this. But you should open up somewhere. I mean, whatever this is, it's tearing you up. And forgive me, but it's clear to me that this is about a lot more than your husband's safety.
Gillian: It's just I've never -- I'm not that, you know, religious, so --
Eliot: I can speak to you about this without bringing religion into it at all, if that's what you want.
Gillian: If I told you something --
Eliot: You don't have to worry. Whatever you say to me goes no further than right here. It's ok, Gillian. Really, it is.
Gillian: I married someone for my green card. And then I fell in love with this person. And before I knew it, we were divorced.
Eliot: A mistake?
Gillian: Oh, yeah. He was the love of my life. But then I married Jake for all the wrong reasons. And, uh, I was still totally in love with my first husband. So I've been in torment for months. Do you now understand?

Tad: Mike, you still there? Mikey? Yeah, listen, I'm sorry, pal, I don't want to string you along. I know 10% of nothing is still nothing, but, you know, I just can't go to Liza with an offer like that. I'll wait for her to call. And just relax, ok? Take it easy. They'll get back to us in a couple days, I'm sure.

Ryan: I have an appointment with Liza this morning.
Tad: She's not here.
Ryan: Yes, I can see that. Do you know when she'll be back?
Tad: Nope. With Liza, you never know. What do you want?
Ryan: $11 Million.
Tad: Pam? Want you to do me a favor. I want you to call Sen. Latendre's personal assistant, find out where he's having lunch. Get back to me. Question.
Ryan: Yes, go ahead.
Tad: Give me one good reason I shouldn't have your butt thrown out of here right now.
Ryan: Because I can make us both rich.
Tad: Good reason. So I give you $11 million and you just make us both rich, huh? Sounds foolproof. Let me rephrase my question, ok? Why would I give a man who intentionally tried to ruin my brother's wedding, who still looks at his wife like she's something he'd like to have for lunch, one thin dime, much less $11 million?

Shirl: Nice catching up with you, Arlene.
Arlene: Don't let the door hit you on the way out.
Adam: Who was that?
Arlene: No one. Well, I used to work for her. She had everything, and then she -- she drank it away.
Adam: You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
Arlene: How'd your call go with Sri Lanka?
Adam: Don't listen at my door, Arlene. You have a bar to run here. We need peanuts. There's a bin in the basement.

Arlene: Whoa, Nellie.
Liza: You want to tell me what the hell that's supposed to mean?
Arlene: What?
Liza: It came to my house. You sent it for my daughter and you signed Adam's name. You want to tell me what the hell you were doing?
Arlene: Well, it's a rattle. We thought you'd like it.
Liza: "We"? Adam, despite the fact that he's pretending we don't have a daughter together, knows that Colby outgrew rattles about a year ago. This has your clueless handiwork written all over it.
Arlene: Well, didn't your mama ever tell you that it's the thought that counts?
Liza: Didn't anyone ever tell you that when another woman has a child and you've been warned to stay away, you stay away?
Arlene: Would you just let go of my hand, please?
Liza: You are not going to come near my daughter. You are not going to call her, you're not going to visit her, you're not going to send her gifts or little cards. You are not going to sign your name and you are not going to sign Adam's name. You are not going to be tempted to reach out when you are sitting atop a big pile of cash that I'm going to give you to get the hell out and never come back.
Arlene: What are you talking about?
Liza: You want money? I'll give you money, Arlene, so you go away and you never come back. And if you want the cash, you just sign a little piece of paper saying you won't come back to Pine Valley ever.
Arlene: Drop dead, Liza. You don't know what I want or need. That's in my husband's department.
Liza: So we're going to go with that routine again, are we?
Arlene: Adam loves me.
Liza: He's using you. Do you not see that or do you just not care?
Arlene: We're having the best sex of our lives, Cookie.
Adam: What's going on here?

Liza: Your classy wife was just beginning to tell me all out your wonderful sex life.
Adam: Liza, why are you here?
Liza: This came addressed to my house with a card signed by you. I know better. And I know better than to think that you and this witch are sharing a bed.
Adam: Well, Liza, you should know me well enough to know that I wouldn't be married to a woman I wasn't sleeping with. You -- whatever you may think of me and/or Arlene, this is where I want to be. I have a beautiful woman who loves me very much. And as for this gift -- well, I don't know. I don't care. Everybody, we're closing up. I want to be alone with my wife. Come on, let's go. Everybody out. Out right now. Come on.

Adam: Liza? You don't belong in this place. Don't come back here again.

Arlene: Come on, baby. I want to give you a toast.
Adam: Who the hell do you think you are?

Tina: Here you go. Sure. I have something to do in the kids library, so just give me a call if you need me.
Eliot: Thanks, Tina.
Tina: Sure.

Eliot: And thank you for being so honest with me about your marriages. I hope it helped to say all of that out loud.
Gillian: Yeah, it did -- I guess.
Eliot: You've been carrying quite a burden.
Gillian: What do you mean?
Eliot: Your secrets. It's very heavy. I know.
Gillian: I can't imagine that you have secrets weighing you down. Did you give it all up when you chose to follow God?
Eliot: Oh, I try to give up on the guilt every day, but I just don't seem to be very good in actually letting it go. Guilt is a pretty powerful emotion.
Gillian: Do you believe in retribution?
Eliot: Uh-oh. Is this a fire-and-brimstone question?
Gillian: I've just caused Jake so much pain, and maybe his hurt now is my punishment for loving someone else.

Hayley: Oh, Tina.
Tina: Hi.
Hayley: Heard from him?
Tina: Why does everyone assume that I'm going to hear from him as soon as he lands in Chechnya? I mean, it's not like I'm in constant contact with the guy, right?
Hayley: Well, I --
Tina: I mean, I am not some community center volunteer masquerading as some super spymaster. I'm not a hero worshipper, right?
Hayley: Whoa, Tina.
Tina: What?
Hayley: You'd better be careful.
Tina: About what?
Hayley: Your feelings are showing, and I know how you hate that.
Tina: You know, I have no feelings about Adrian's harebrained idea to go off to the middle of nowhere and risk his life in some jeep with nothing separating him and a sniper but some flimsy flak jacket that he probably won't even wear because he's this tough guy.
Hayley: Oh, Tina. You've fallen in love with him, haven't you?

Ryan: Tad, your brother Jake is a very good man. I know that. And whether you believe me or not, I'm going to say this anyway -- that I hope he comes home real soon and I hope he's ok. However, me coming here and asking you for $11 million is a completely separate issue.
Tad: Yeah. To you maybe.
Ryan: Well, if you can't keep personal issues out of this conversation, maybe I should just leave.
Tad: Let me remind you of something there, Sparky -- you're the one in my office asking for something. Remember?
Ryan: Yes. I remember.
Tad: Ok, so, allow me to rephrase my question. What on earth gives you the cajones to come to this company for anything?
Ryan: Ahem. Robert Winship said that he would give me $20 million cash infusion if I could prove to him that my company, incredibledreams.com, is for real. And in order to do, that I have to come up with $11 million.
Tad: Want some coffee?
Ryan: No thanks.
Tad: Robert Winship said this?
Ryan: Yes, he did.
Tad: How do I know that he really made you this offer and you're not just blowing some kind of smoke up my trouser leg?
Ryan: Because you can call him yourself. I told him that I was coming to see you.
Tad: Really? You told him that you had me in the bag already?
Ryan: I told him that a first-rate company like Chandler Enterprises with fresh, new leadership could not possibly pass up on this opportunity.

Greenlee: I'm sorry for barging in like this, but I have the most amazing news. Hi, Tad.
Tad: Hi. No, it's ok. Come on in. It's all right, really. Pull up a chair. Take your meeting here. What the hell, huh? I got to tell you, it's these little professional touches -- really impress me.
Greenlee: What if I told you that one of the biggest rock stars in the whole world has an incredible dream that he wants -- needs fulfilled and we were the first people on his list to get the job done? See?
Tad: Is this for real?
Ryan and Greenlee: Yes.
Greenlee: So, are you going to back us, Tad?

Ryan: Let me handle this, Greenlee.
Tad: You spoke to his manager personally?
Greenlee: Yes, and I called back to confirm and make sure it was legit. It's totally, 110% legit, and money is no object.
Tad: And what exactly is this fantasy that he wants you to procure for him?
Greenlee: Solitude. Exquisite girlfriend, deserted island, no press, no paparazzi, no staff, no distractions. Just a ton of great food, wine, music, champagne, flowers. Mad-money splurge.
Ryan: This is the kind of client that we're getting now, Tad. If we pull this off, we carve our own niche in the market. There's no stopping what we could provide for the rich and famous. Tell me this is the kind of thing you want to be a part of.
Tad: I want you to give me five minutes. I'm going to get on the phone to Winship and find out if he is serious. If he is, then you and I have a lot to talk about.

Greenlee: Please don't hate me, Ryan. I was on my way out of the office and I had to take the call and I had to get this to you ASAP.
Ryan: You kidding me? I'm glad you did this.
Greenlee: Ok, the manager wants you to call and confirm personally that you can organize this and pull this off by tomorrow.
Ryan: Ok, great. The number -- this is the number right here?
Greenlee: Right here on the slip. This could be the big fish we -- you've been waiting for, Ryan.
Ryan: Yes, it could. Thank you, Greenlee. I owe you.

Liza: Unbelievable. This is unreal. This is unreal.

[Music plays]

Arlene: Who are you?
Adam: I am you.


Liza: Damn it. You said that to me, you son of --

Adam: I don't want you ever to use my name to get anything for anyone -- ever. Do you understand? I don't want you to use my name to get a grocery delivery. Arlene, am I clear?
Arlene: Adam, wait. Look --
Adam: I don't want you to try to mend a fence or whatever the hell it is you think you're doing by reaching out to my former family members. And giving a gift to Colb-- to Liza's child? Blink if I'm getting through to you!
Arlene: Adam, I just wanted to create a new family for you.
Adam: I don't want a family. I don't want a family by birth, I don't want one that you've created in your gin-addled brain. Do you understand me?
Arlene: Look, I'm just trying to make a new life for you. That's all I'm trying --
Adam: I don't want a life. I don't want a life! I don't want any life, so stop it! Just -- I swear to God, if you do it again, if you make a stunt like this again, I'm going to throw you out into the street with the rest of the drunks. Oh, God, if Stuart were here, I wouldn't be trapped in this nightmare!

Tina: I am not in love with Adrian Sword. Do you want to know why?
Hayley: Lay it on me.
Tina: You can't fall in love with a ghost. And you know what? If he was a ghost, I would probably see more of him than I do right now. So there you go. How could I be in love with him, huh?
Hayley: Beats me.
Tina: Adrian and I are just friends. That's it. End of story.
Hayley: Oh. I guess you can tell him that when he comes home safe and sound. You can just tell him in person, right?
Tina: Oh, he's driving me crazy, Hayley.
Hayley: That's usually the first sign.
Tina: Oh, God, I've never met anyone in my life like him. Never.

Eliot: The God that I pray to is not a vindictive god. That's all that I can tell you, Gillian.
Gillian: I just feel like I've caused Jake more pain.
Eliot: You know what? Every day that you're alive, you make a thousand choices. And they have all these consequences, some much bigger than others. The learning starts when you look at your choices and you see how high a price you have to pay for them. And then you can decide which choices you don't want to make.
Gillian: So you've learned from your mistakes?
Eliot: Yes, I have. And I'm -- I'm working to make up for them still. That's what I pray for, actually -- the chance to make up for what I can. Maybe you should do some praying, too -- I mean, for yourself.

Ryan: Great. Great, Lou, so I'll set it up for tomorrow night. Yes, you have my word. You have the word of incredibledreams.com. No, it's completely deserted. It's deserted, but it's safe. It's state parkland. I plan to check it out personally tonight. All right? You tell him that the name of the island is Sunrise Island and he's going to like it. Ok, great. So I'll keep in touch. Thank you. We're in.

Greenlee: Ryan, I am so proud of you.
Tad: You were right. Winship is serious.
Ryan: So are you? Are you serious?
Tad: I can't ok any deal without Liza's consent.
Ryan: Ok.
Tad: But I'm sure she'll green-light it because it's a smart move. Therefore, it is imperative that I find her. Considering your time frame, I assume you'll want to come along.
Ryan: Yes, definitely.
Ryan: Thank you, Greenlee.
Greenlee: It's the least I can do.

Greenlee: Oh, Leo. Leo, you cannot be out of range. You sit by Erica's pool all day. Now, listen to me -- when you turn your cell back on and you get this message, you're going to get me shipwrecked, pronto. I can't do this without you.

Arlene: If you promise to keep Stuart safe and happy here, I'll use my influence to get you a screen test. Now that's all. Your talent has to do the rest, ok?
Marilyn: It will, it will!
Arlene: Ok. Done. We have a deal, right?
Marilyn: Oh, uh -- well, if it'll keep Stuart from getting locked up again.
Arlene: Good. It's done. I have to rush. I'll be in touch. And remember -- not a word to anyone.

Adam: What are you doing?
Arlene: Nothing. Adam? I know I didn't -- I know that you didn't marry me out of some great love -- I know that -- and that I'm not the wife that you want. And if you hadn't lost your brother in such a horrible way, well, as you said -- well, as you said before, there would be no here if Stuart were here. But, Adam, you got to believe me -- I've got a good feeling about what's about to come. Something good will come out of this.

Liza: And, you know, now I have Arlene to thank for that not-so-appetizing image of the two of them having sex wherever they want, whenever they want.
Marian: Oh, don't tell me you're jealous, Liza.
Liza: Mother, I'm not jealous, but I'm not dead. I was married to the man. He was my husband. You don't forget what you felt.
Marian: Well, you're going to have to because this is exactly how Adam wants you to react.
Liza: You know what? He's just playing games with me.
Marian: You don't have to play the game with him, Liza.

[Colby cries]

Marian: Oh. Look, I'll get her. You're too upset.
Liza: Thanks, Mama.
Marian: Liza, please, listen to me -- you have to let go of this, ok, for your sake and for Colby's sake. Please.

Liza: Ok. Ok, I'll play. I'll play, Adam. But you know I never play unless I know I'm going to win.


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Eliot: Are you free for dinner tonight?

Becca: I cannot walk down the street without people staring at me. What's going on?

Leo: You want me to drop you off on a deserted island alone?
Greenlee: Not alone. Ryan will be there.

Erica: Why are you talking about Dimitri? What's going on?