[Fireworks explode]

Erica: David. I didn't expect to see you here tonight.
David: Oh, I'm sure you don't.
Erica: Well, the fireworks have started. Have you seen them? Look.
David: I stopped by to make sure that you got home ok.
Erica: I did.
David: No unexpected problems? The swelling has gone down?
Erica: Yes.
David: And the pain?
Erica: Oh, it's just an intermittent twinge, that's all, but much, much better. Thank you.
David: Well, I think I'll be leaving.
Erica: David, what's the matter? Are you angry at me?
David: No. No, I'm not angry with you. You know you're going to make a complete recovery. You've obviously come to the conclusion that you don't need a doctor any longer.
Erica: Why are you talking to me like this?
David: Why -- why -- why else would you have left me high and dry in brazil without saying good-bye? Unless it was the kiss. Now, if there was a problem with the kiss, you should've told me that instead of giving me the impression that we were going to the rain forest together.
Erica: That's not why I left. I -- and I left you a note.
David: Oh. Oh, you left a note. Well, that's the least you could have done. Unfortunately, I didn't find a note.
Erica: Are you saying that I'm lying?
David: I looked for a note, believe me.
Erica: I never would have left without an explanation. I was very grateful to have you in Brazil with me.
David: I never found a note.
Erica: Well, I left the note. I mean, I left it on the bed. Maybe it fell on the floor.
David: No. No, the only thing that was on the floor were the orchids that I gave to you. Vanessa was walking all over the broken glass --
Erica: Vanessa? Vanessa was there in my room?
David: Yes, she came down with Palmer. She followed me into the room. When I went over to the armoire and saw that your clothes were gone, she was standing right by the nightstand.
Erica: By the bed.
David: By the --
David: Vanessa.

Belinda: He's been staring in that mirror for at least five minutes.
Adrian: Yeah, well, he wants to look his best for his date.
Belinda: Give it up, Palmer.
Adrian: Are you having fun?
Belinda: Yeah. I mean, I could think of better things and better ways to spend the 4th of July rather than spying on Palmer Cortlandt and Vanessa Bennett, but this is fun, different.
Adrian: Yeah, well, we got to get something on them. That board meeting's tomorrow and Opal needs more ammo to win that election.
Belinda: You really think he's going to slip up?
Adrian: Oh, yeah. They always do. And when he does, we'll have it all on film.
Belinda: He's going to the door.
Adrian: Wow. That Vanessa Bennett -- she's a beautiful woman.
Belinda: Yeah. Looks like palmer thinks so, too. "Welcome to my parlor," said the spider to the fly.
Adrian: Yeah, but who's the spider and who's the fly?
Belinda: You got that right. More like a couple of bloodsucking bats, if you ask me. Wait a minute, wait a minute. I just had a thought. What if they get intimate? I mean, do we keep watching?
Adrian: That's not going to happen. She's not that kind of girl.
Belinda: How can you be so sure about that?
Adrian: I guarantee you she is going to keep one foot on the floor until she can get a ring on her finger or her name on a checking account.

[Crowd watching fireworks]

All: Wow.


Stuart: Isn't it great that Scott has a girl like Becca for a friend?
Marian: For the summer, anyway.
Stuart: They really like working together, Marian.
Marian: Yes, I know. I know they do.

Jack: Tell you what -- why don't you make a wish.
Brooke: Make a wish? It's fireworks.
Jack: Yeah, I know. It's a new tradition. I just started it. Go ahead, make a wish.
Brooke: All right, I wish for my kids to be safe and happy.
Jack: No, no, no. That's a wish you wish every day. Wish something special, something just for yourself.
Trevor: What happened?
Jack: Well, maybe it's too late. You got something?
Brooke: Yeah.
Jack: What is it?
Brooke: I'm not going to tell you. It's not going to come true.
Jack: It's my tradition. It's ok if you tell me.
Brooke: I'm not going to tell you.
Jack: Come on, tell me.
Brooke: No.
Jack: Why?
Brooke: Because.
Jack: See? You made the fireworks stop because you wouldn't tell me.
Brooke: It was your tradition. Come on.

Edmund: I need help.
Jack: What happened?
Brooke: What happened?
Edmund: My able assistant -- he just excused himself.
Brooke: Dimitri?
Edmund: Dimitri. Yeah, he had a phone call. He just took off.
Jack: Oh, smart guy, I'd say.
Edmund: No, but I got half the show I still got to do, so I could really use a hand.
Brooke: A hand?
Edmund: Yeah.
Brooke: All right, I'm in.
Edmund: Great. This way.
Brooke: I mean, how hard could it be, right? How hard could it be?
Jack: How hard could it be?
Brooke: Well, it's like lighting candles, probably?
Jack: Sure, yeah, just have to watch that you don't singe your eyebrows, that's all.
Brooke: What? Wait, wait.

Janet: Well, good for you. I thought you'd be the first one to volunteer to help Edmund.
Trevor: I'm having too much fun right here. It's kind of like a little vacation for ourselves, isn't it?
Janet: Yeah. It sure is. Only Mateo doesn't look like he's having much fun. Trevor he and Hayley sure are due some, don't you think?
Janet: Sure do.

Max: When are they going to start again?
Raquel: Soon, mi cielo.
Max: But when?
Raquel: Well, before you can say, "tin marin de dos pingue, cucara, macara, titere, fue," three times.
Max: Tin marin de dos -- Max and Raquel: Pingue, cucara, macara, titere, fue. Raquel: Good.

[Fireworks explode]

Max: They're back! They're back!

Jake: Gillian?
Gillian: Hey.
Jake: Hey.
Gillian: Thought I'd lost you.
Jake: Where are they?
Gillian: Who?
Jake: "Who?"
Gillian: What?
Jake: The towels. You went to go get the towels.
Gillian: Oh. Uh -- I forgot. You know, the fireworks. Did you see the fireworks?
Jake: Yeah, yeah, I did.
Gillian: They were breathtaking.
Jake: Yeah, they were. I wish you'd been here. Fireworks are a lot better when you share them with somebody.
Gillian: Yeah. I wish I'd been here, too.
Jake: You do? I don't know, the way you ran off --
Gillian: I was just cold, Jake.
Jake: Not because I kissed you?
Gillian: No. I was chilly. But I'm warm now.

Erica: Can I make you some tea?
David: No, don't bother. I can't stay long.
Erica: All right.
David: No, I have surgery tomorrow morning -- a triple bypass before noon.
Erica: Oh, of course. How is your hand?
David: My surgery hand?
Erica: Yes, I'm sorry. I sometimes feel so guilty about that. I think that I left your hand in the vise too long.
David: No. You left it in there just long enough.
David: So what was in the note?
Erica: In the note?
David: The note that you left me.
Erica: Well, I said that Palmer told me -- well, he was convinced that I was in danger of being kidnapped because that's what happened to him. He was held at gunpoint on the way from the airport and he said that all wealthy Americans had to take precautions.
David: That's ridiculous.
Erica: Well, he was very convincing.
David: I'm sure he can be.
Erica: But it was ridiculous. I mean, the only reason palmer really wanted me here was because of his board meeting.
David: Oh, well.
Erica: And asked for a rain check on the rain forest.
David: Did you?
Erica: I'm really sorry we missed that trip. I think it would've been just the thing after what we've been through.
David: Yes, it would have. Well, nothing can be done now, right? And look, I'm sorry about the note and h
ow I went on about it. Erica: Yes, you did. I never would've left without an explanation.
David: I called your house a few times, but I didn't leave a message.
Erica: But we're clear now, aren't we?
David: I think so. Oh. I did bring you back something from Brazil.
Erica: More orchids?
David: Something better than orchids.

Raquel: Tin marin de dos pingue, cucara, macara, titere, fue.

All: Tin marin de dos pingue, cucara, macara, titere, fue.
Marian: Cucara, macara, titere, fue!
Raquel: Tin marin de dos pingue, cucara, macara, titere, fue.

[Max laughs]

Raquel: Oh, listen to him.
Mateo: It's great to hear him laugh, isn't it?
Raquel: Ah. It's been a great night for him. Thank you.
Mateo: You're welcome.
Raquel: I hope that we didn't keep Hayley away.
Mateo: Listen, you're not the reason she's not here.
Raquel: I just can't help feeling guilty about it.
Mateo: Stop, stop, stop. Let's not even think about that, all right? Tonight we concentrate on Max and him getting that laugh back. Hey!
Raquel: Hey.
Mateo: What's up, big guy? How are you? You had enough?
Max: No.
Mateo: No?
Raquel: You ready to go home?
Max: Not yet.
Raquel: I don't know. It sure looks like it. I think it's about that time. Say good night to daddy.
Max: Good night, daddy.
Mateo: Good night, buddy. You draw the fireworks tomorrow, all right?
Max: Ok.
Mateo: Good night.
Raquel: Good night.
Marian: Bye, Max.
Stuart: Bye-bye.
Raquel: Good night.
Marian: Bye-bye.
Stuart: Bye, Raquel.

Brooke: Hey, there.
Jack: Hey.
Raquel: Good night.
Brooke: I'm going to have to kill you now. Thank you.
Trevor: Hey, hey, hey! Great fireworks! You did yourself proud.
Brooke: My eyebrows.
Janet: What about them?
Brooke: Do I still have any?
Janet: What happened?

Mateo: All right, all right, all right. Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together one time for the man responsible for those beautiful, magnificent fireworks, Mr. Edmund Grey.
Edmund: And for my two able-bodied assistants!
Jack: No, no. No applause. Just send bandages, please.

Mateo: All right. And now a different kind of group with a different kind of sound. Please welcome to the stage C Note!

[Music plays]

Mateo: You seen Hayley?
Waiter: I haven't seen her.
Mateo: Has she called?
Waiter: I don't think so.

Ryan: Are we still friends?
Hayley: Yeah, always. Let's get out of here. Excuse me.
Ryan: Yeah.
Hayley: I'm just --
Ryan: I got --
Hayley: Sorry.
Ryan: All right.
Ryan: Uh -- here. This is -- that's you.
Hayley: Thanks.

Jake: Gillian, what's happening here, hmm?
Gillian: I want to kiss you.
Jake: You didn't want to kiss me before.
Gillian: Well, I was cold.
Jake: No. That's not it.
Gillian: So you would rather talk than kiss me?
Jake: I would rather know what's going on up here.
Gillian: You're a good man, Jake.
Jake: Tell me what happened when you went to go get the towels. Come on.
Gillian: Ok. I was walking along the beach and I suddenly realized that, you know, for the longest time I've been waiting for a sign so that I could move on with my life. And then the fireworks started and I realized that it's already happened. You know, other people have moved on with their lives, so why can't I?
Jake: The fireworks made you see all this?
Gillian: Fireworks is for Independence Day, and -- and I'm free now. I can go on and I can do whatever I want to. I want you to make love to me.

[Car approaches]

Jake: What? What? What are you looking at?
Gillian: Nobody.
Jake: Gillian, it's ok.
Gillian: No, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Jake: You know, it's good that -- that you realize that you want to move on, that you're free to move on. I think it's great, but you don't have to do anything about it right away.
Gillian: I'm sorry, Jake. I just, you know -- I just can't.
Jake: Don't be sorry. I know it's got to hurt.
Gillian: No, it doesn't hurt. You know, it's just the noise and the cars and it's just, it's -- it's just too public.
Jake: Ok. It's all right. Why don't we just pack everything up and we'll go for a long walk on the beach. How's that sound?
Gillian: Thank you.
Jake: Sure.
Gillian: I'm sorry things didn't work out tonight.
Jake: Gillian, I think things worked out just fine tonight.

Adrian: And that is what I call fireworks.
Belinda: You know you left yourself wide open for a roman candle joke, don't you? Oh, but the only thing is we kind of abandoned our stakeout here.
Adrian: Oh, no. The camera's on automatic.
Belinda: Oh?
Adrian: It's been taking pictures all along.
Belinda: I wonder what we missed. Oh, she's leaving. Aw, poor Palmer. I wonder what he'll do now all alone. Adrian: Probably take a pill and go to sleep. Come on, let's get our stuff and get out of here.
Belinda: Why?
Adrian: Hmm. You know, I don't trust myself around you.
Belinda: Ooh.

Erica: I thought I'd lost this.
David: You left it behind in the hospital room.
Erica: Oh, thank you, thank you.
David: Well, now you can look at your face anytime you want.
Erica: When that day comes.
David: It will, sooner than you think. So have you been following Fascinella's instructions?
Erica: He prefers, of course, that you do it for me.
David: I will, from now on. Starting --
Erica: Now? Please?
David: Yes.

Mateo: All right, all right, all right. Listen up. This gentleman's album just went platinum. Please welcome to the stage Elvis Crespo.

[Music plays]

[Slow music plays]

Stuart: Mateo, where's Hayley?
Mateo: Oh, she's not here yet.
Marian: What? She missed all the fun.
Mateo: She'll be by soon, I think.
Marian: Ok.
Stuart: Hey, Mateo, you were right.
Mateo: What?
Stuart: Hayley. She's here.

David: Well, I guess I'm done here. We probably could both use some rest.
Erica: Yes. Your triple bypass.
David: My triple bypass, yeah.
Erica: Well.
Erica: I think it very good that we cleared up the misunderstanding.
David: Yeah, so do I
Erica: I never meant to cause you a moment's time of distress, you know, on my account.
David: Thank you. I should've realized it was Vanessa.
Erica: Yes, you should have. That's ok.
David: Good night, Erica.
Erica: Good night, David.
David: Um -- would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night?

[Slow music plays]

Mateo: You ok?
Hayley: Yes.
Mateo: Hey, I talked to Trevor. He told me you moved in with him. That's good, you know, because they love you a lot and you really should be with somebody that -- anyway, I hope you feel better there.
Hayley: Thank you.
Mateo: You see the fireworks?
Hayley: Uh-huh.
Mateo: From where?
Hayley: Just hold me.

Gillian: You're a good man, Dr. Jake Martin. When they made you, they threw something in the mold.
Jake: Thank you.
Gillian: You know, you want to know what's going on in my head, and most men -- they don't have anything in their heads except the usual.
Jake: Oh, well, I have that in my head, too. I don't want you to be confused about that.
Gillian: I'm glad. I'm really glad. Look.
Jake: Hmm?
Gillian: Something shiny, like a diamond. Oh, it's just -- it's just a woman's barrette. Glass.
Jake: Oh, too bad.
Gillian: But it's pretty. Maybe -- maybe she lost the other one.
Jake: I don't know.

[Jake finds Ryan's wallet in the sand]

Gillian: So what'd you find, a real diamond?
Jake: No. Hardly. It's amazing what people leave on the beach. Well, I guess all good things must come to an end, right? Why don't we head back to the truck?
Gillian: Yes. I guess the night has come to an end, but hopefully we won't have to come to an end.
Jake: Because you want to move on with your life, right?
Gillian: Yes.
Jake: Because Ryan's moved on with his.
Gillian: Jake, one thing I'm sure of is that whatever Ryan does with his life has nothing to do with me.

[Slow music plays]

Janet: Maybe they'll be able to talk things through and reconcile.
Trevor: Yeah, look at their faces. It's a long wiggle down the road, sweetie.

Hayley: I'm going to go. Ok?
Mateo: Ok. Ok.
Hayley: Listen, I'm really sorry that I left you all alone tonight.
Mateo: No. Don't worry about it. I'm just glad that --
Hayley: Night.
Mateo: Good night.

Mateo: Hey, Ryan.
Ryan: Hey.
Mateo: Glad you're back.
Ryan: Yeah. Sorry I cut out, man, with the performance and the crowd.
Mateo: No, no, I'm not talking about work, man. I really need a friend to talk to, you know?

Becca: Oh, my gosh, this is so exciting. This has been the best night of my life. I cannot believe that we got to interview Elvis Crespo and C Note. You know what? Elvis was really impressed with you. You did really good.
Scott: That's great. But the one I wanted to impress was you.
Becca: Me?
Scott: Yeah, I mean, Elvis Crespo's great and everything, but I hardly think he's going to give me a second thought one way or another. I hope you will.
Becca: One way or another, maybe.
Scott: Come on, let's go.
Becca: Ok.

Adrian: Well, I must say, that is the best 4th of July I've ever had.
Belinda: You know, I was just about to say that.
Adrian: Yeah, there's only one thing that could make it better.
Belinda: Yeah -- if we find something on that film that helps us intimidate Palmer Cortlandt.
Adrian: I want him to think that we've got an arsenal in the wings. And when that board meeting's over tomorrow, that security will toss his butt out on the sidewalk, unemployed.
Belinda: Then we'll see if Palmer can find a suitable dinner companion.
Adrian: Let's go.
Belinda: Let's go.

Erica: Yes, I'd love to have dinner with you.
David: Good. I'll call you tomorrow by 1:00 To give you the details.
Erica: All right. I'll be here.
David: Good night, Erica.
Erica: Good night.