Dixie: Hi. Sorry I'm late. Junior forgot his calculator. You remember when we used to count on our fingers?
Joe: Yes, I do.
Dixie: This is a nice surprise.
Joe: You look lovely, but, then, you always do.
Dixie: Thank you very much. Ooh. Look at this long face. Are we having a discussion about world peace?
Joe: Actually, you came at a good time. We could use your input into our little discussion.
Dixie: Ooh. You know, one of the secrets to a long and happy marriage is never getting involved in other family members' discussions.
Joe: This includes you.
Dixie: Well, all right. I guess I'm in.
Joe: Tad has been telling me he wants to take some time off so he can explore who he wants to be.
Dixie: Again?
Joe: Apparently.
Dixie: Well, let's see. At last count, he's tried modeling, spying, real estate, banking, winemaking, television, and Elvis impersonations. Is there anything left?
Joe: He says he wants to take at least six months off, maybe as long as a year, until he can figure things out.
Dixie: Really? That long?
Tad: Yes, but we're hoping the medication will help with that awful obsession with women's clothes. Oh, I'm sorry. Did I say that out loud? I forgot I was sitting right here.

David: Erica? You here? Erica, I brought some croissants from the Serving Spoon. All right, look, if you're not down within one minute, I'm going to start eating them without you.
Leo: Don't move, or I'll blow you to smithereens.

Eugenia: Ahem.
Gillian: Grandmama.
Eugenia: What are you doing sneaking around the house in the middle of the day?
Gillian: I'm -- I'm meeting Ryan.
Eugenia: For a picnic?
Gillian: Well, it's -- it's even better. We found a place where we can be alone. And you'll never guess where.
Eugenia: Don't -- don't tell me. I don't want to have to lie if somebody asks. Is it perfect?
Gillian: Grandmama, it's so beautiful. It's -- it's just like in the fairy tales, like Rapunzel.
Eugenia: Rapun-- oh, yes, the princess with the long hair who lets it down by the tower for the man she loves, right
Gillian: And Ryan and I are going to live happily ever after, just like in the fairy tales.
Eugenia: As I recall, Rapunzel had some difficulties. And do you know in all those old stories, the hero and real dangers.
Gillian: What dangers?
Eugenia: Well, monsters and witches.
Gillian: Well, there's Greenlee. Maybe I can just throw some water on her and she'll melt.
Eugenia: Ah. Now you take care. Innocent people might be hurt by this secret love of yours.
Gillian: Do you disapprove? Eugenia: Oh, darling, I know that you're swept away by this, but you must -- you must act responsibly. What if Jake or his family were to find out about you and Ryan, you know, before you were ready to tell them? It might be hurtful for everyone.
Gillian: Grandmama, I've already caused Jake so much pain, and I'm not going to hurt him more.
Eugenia: Oh, darling, you're full of good intentions, aren't you? But what you're doing is risky. Don't forget that.
Gillian: Grandmama, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt Jake, I swear.

[Greenlee hums]

Greenlee: You like?
Ryan: Looks like you went a little overboard on the "dress for success" idea.
Greenlee: Depends on your idea of success.
Ryan: So, what's up?
Greenlee: It's my wedding outfit.
Ryan: Really does the groom know?
Greenlee: Ha, very funny. It's for Hayley and Mateo's wedding.
Ryan: Ah. Of course.
Greenlee: I couldn't decide what dress to wear, so I thought you could help me choose.
Ryan: Yeah, sure.
Greenlee: I don't want to upstage the bride, of course, but I'm going to look great

[Telephone rings]

Ryan: Hello.
Gillian: Hi. Are you alone?
Ryan: Not exactly.

[Greenlee proceeds to change her clothes while Ryan is on the phone]

David: What the hell are you doing?
Leo: "Blow you to smithereens" -- you get it?
David: Well, I'm happy to see that you're spending your time so wisely, Leo.
Leo: For moi?
David: No. Where's Erica?
Leo: At work. I'll tell her you stopped by. Oh. You can go now.
David: How much longer do you think Erica' going to put up with your attitude?
Leo: Well, between you and me, I think she kind of likes me.
David: Hmm. She was kind enough to let you stay here, Leo. Meanwhile, you're acting like a spoiled brat. So, do you mind telling me what happened here?
Leo: Oh, don't worry. Coral will clean it up.
David: That doesn't answer my question. What happened?
Leo: Well, Erica threw it, and I'll tell you what -- she really put her shoulder into it, man. It was --
David: Did you do something to her?
Leo: No, nothing.
David: I don't believe you.
Leo: Of course not. You're a champion of the truth when it serves your cause. Otherwise, you don't want to hear it, right? You are such a fraud. You know the way out.
David: You know, I think I'll stay.
Leo: Whatever.
David: Would it make a difference if I said I was sorry?
Leo: Sorry? You don't have the heart or the guts to know what that means.
David: And Vanessa has you so twisted wither warped sense of motherhood that you don't have a clue as to what is true and what is not. I tried to rectify that, Leo, for your own good.
Leo: If you're waiting for me to thank you, David, you can forget it.
David: When are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours that Vanessa was sucking the life out of you?

Vanessa: Well, no one's here, so let's go home.
Palmer: You move an inch, and I'll cancel those New York trips to your hairdresser, Pierre.
Vanessa: Oh, please, Palmer. Didn't I tell you yesterday that I am heartfully sorry but my elbows were up to chicken fat? I still can't get the smell of gizzards off my hands, dear. But, you know, you've had your laugh now. I mean, please, don't you think that giving away the best part of my wardrobe is going a smidgen too far?
Palmer: Well, didn't you go a little too far when you let Paolo use you as an inflated sex toy/piggy bank?
Vanessa: Darling, I have never regretted anything more in my life. Please.
Palmer: Well, when I'm through with you, you'll say that and mean it.
Vanessa: But, Palmer, this is really such a waste of good clothes.
Palmer: Well, why don't you just think of it as sharing your wealth with women who weren't so lucky to snag a rich husband? Now, if we can just find somebody to help us. Oh, Becca, there you are.
Becca: Oh. Mr. Cortlandt.
Palmer: Yes.
Becca: I am so glad to see you. I just had to thank you for the fried chicken you donated to the block party.
Palmer: It's all right.
Becca: It was the best I had ever eaten.
Palmer: Well, a lot of credit goes to my wife. She worked very hard.
Becca: Well, maybe you could help us with the Fourth of July party.
Vanessa: Well, I'll check my calendar.
Palmer: She'd be delighted.
Becca: Oh. Well, so, can I help you? What can I do for you?
Palmer: Vanessa?
Vanessa: Uh -- I brought some things, some items for the thrift shop.
Becca: Really? I mean, can I peek through?
Vanessa: Mm-hmm.
Becca: Oh, my gosh! This is gorgeous. Are you sure you want to give this stuff away?
Vanessa: Honestly, darling, I mean, this is not a practical joke. Do you want them or not?
Palmer: Vanessa! You apologize at once.
Vanessa: Becca, please forgive me. I've had a terrible headache all day. But I am -- I am more than thrilled to be donating these items to people who are less fortunate than myself.

Ryan: Yes, I appreciate you calling me back, but now is not really the best time. I'm in a meeting.
Gillian: You sound odd. Greenlee's there?
Ryan: That's right. Yes. I'm here with a customer service rep.
Gillian: I can't wait to see you.
Ryan: I feel the same way. It's a very, very important merger.
Gillian: Just the two of us, alone in our secret little place.
Ryan: Yes, and I will be there.
Gillian: How soon?
Ryan: Well, I'm out the door right now, and I will call you from my cell phone to set up a time.
Gillian: Hurry.

Greenlee: So, which one do you like the best?
Ryan: Uh -- that one. I got to go.
Greenlee: Wait. Where?
Ryan: Listen, Adrian's going to be by in a little while. Will you tell him I'll be back in a bit?
Greenlee: Well, I'd rather go with you.
Ryan: Oh. I've got errands to run. It's going to be really boring. I don't know how much -
- Greenlee: Well, that's why you need me. I'm never dull.
Ryan: It's customers and stuff like that.
Greenlee: Oh, come on. I can play secretary.
Ryan: You really want to help?
Greenlee: Of course I do.
Ryan: Well, that would be great. Maybe you could go through the downloads from last night. That way, it'll keep me current. You do have the time, don't you?
Greenlee: Sure.
Ryan: Terrific. I'll see you later.

Tad: I was going to tell you.
Dixie: You want to take six months to a year off?
Tad: Well, maybe not that long. But maybe longer, I don't know.
Joe: Well, it is a big decision. It involves the entire family. And if you were young and single, I'd be all for it. But you have to consider your wife and children.
Tad: I am thinking about my family, Dad. That's why I have to do this. You know that, right?
Joe: Well, Tad, why don't you and Dixie take a little time to think about this. I just don't want you to go into hiding because, you know, you let your emotions get the better of you during that TV broadcast.
Tad: I'm not going to be going into hiding. And you don't have to worry about money. We got plenty saved. We'll be fine.
Joe: Yeah. Well, for now, sure. Sure, but you have the future to think about. Before you know it, the boys are going to be ready for college.
Tad: It's the present that worries me. Like I said, I have to do this.
Joe: Well, you know, why not instead of just not going to work every day, you try something new.
Tad: Because -- you heard Dixie. She's absolutely right. I mean, I've jumped into so many things looking for God only knows what. I think it's about time I went slowly.
Joe: How about volunteer work? You know, we're just beginning a new fund drive for the hospital. You'd be a wonderful addition to the committee, and, you know, it's a very important public service.
Tad: It's a very generous offer, but it's not about changing careers. Somewhere along the line, I lost my perspective, my priorities. I'd like to get them back. And look at all the damage I've caused to the boys, to Dixie, to Jake, to Stuart. I've got a lot of repairs to make.
Joe: I know you're feeling this burden of guilt over Stuart and Jake. You're a good man, son. If this is what you want to do, I know you'll find your way through it.
Tad: Thank you.
Joe: Well, I got to get back to the hospital. I'm leaving you in good company. Bye-bye, Dix.
Dixie: Bye.

Tad: So, what do you think?

David: Wake up, Leo! Nobody gives a damn whether or not Vanessa loves you. Why don't you stop wallowing in self-pity and start doing something meaningful with your life for a change?
Leo: Like what? Follow in your footsteps and be a complete ass?
Greenlee: Boys, boys, tone it down. I can hear your Cain and Abel shtick from the driveway.
David: Not now, Greenlee.
Greenlee: It's never a good time for you two.
Leo: You know what, David? It's been swell, but you know what? I'll tell Erica that you were here breathing fire.
Greenlee: Oh, Leo, don't tell me you're getting it on with Erica Kane.
Leo: You know what, Greenlee? It turns out that Erica isn't immune to my charms.
David: Oh, please. You're nothing but a charity case, Leo. Get over yourself.

Greenlee: He took up a lot of oxygen. Now, the truth? You're not doing the nasty with Erica, are you?
Leo: What's it to you?
Greenlee: I'd lose all respect for you.
Leo: I care.
Greenlee: You know, you're not as much fun as you used to be. That's not why I'm here.
Leo: Well, let me guess -- uh -- Ryan.
Greenlee: What's your problem?
Leo: Too much sugar. Fine, Greenlee. Let me know all about your latest Ryan sighting. I've got nothing better to do.
Greenlee: This is serious, Leo. Something's gone wrong, and I don't know what. You know, I've worked my tail off to create Cynthia. I've had these brilliant e-mails. And then Ryan almost found the journal that I took from Gillian. Can you imagine if he found out it was hers?
Leo: That's not a pretty picture.
Greenlee: I mean, Cynthia is everything Gillian is and more.
Leo: But she's you.
Greenlee: Exactly. And he dumped her.
Leo: He did?
Greenlee: Yes, just like that. He dictated the kiss-off letter he wanted me to send to Cynthia. You know, one minute he can't wait to read her e-mails, and the next he's blowing her off.
Leo: Oh. What do you want me to do, Greenlee? She's obviously not my type, and she's obviously not Ryan's, either. What do you want me to do?
Greenlee: I need your help, Leo. This could be my one last chance with Ryan, and I'm completely out of ideas.

[Music plays]

[Ryan and Gillian meet in the Turret and make love]

Leo: Hold this.
Greenlee: Who are you calling?
Leo: Ryan.
Greenlee: What, are you crazy?
Leo: You wanted a solution, Greenlee. Why don't you try the truth? My brother swears by it.
Greenlee: Your brother's psycho, ok? Besides, the truth isn't practical. If I told Ryan that I was crazy about him, he'd run screaming.
Leo: Well, it seems to me Ryan's been doing that all along.
Greenlee: Focus, Leo, ok? For the first time, I'm right where I want to be.
Leo: This doesn't look like Ryan's bed to me.
Greenlee: Oh, would you listen? God. Gillian -- it's over with Gillian, ok? And he's depending on me more and more every day. We're closer than ever. He just needs the right push -- if I knew what that was.
Leo: You know, maybe you're missing the obvious.
Greenlee: What?
Leo: Maybe Ryan is never going to feel the same way you do, Greenlee.
Greenlee: You know, ever since we made love, you've been all kinds of disrespectful to me.
Leo: Why should I be any different than the dozens of other men you've slept with?
Greenlee: How could you say that?
Leo: You yammer on and on ad nauseam about how you want to make Ryan fall in love with you. But face it, he's been there, done that, Greenlee. And what's the point, anyway? What do you know about love? You don't love him. You just want what you can't have.
Greenlee: That's not true.
Leo: Deal with it.
Greenlee: Leo --
Leo: Now, I've got my own problems to solve, Greenlee. See you later.

Ryan: That's tasty. But not as delicious as you, my little princess.
Gillian: You know, Ryan, this is just like a dream -- us being back together after everything we've been through. My ring is so beautiful. Thank you so much.
Ryan: It just really felt a little strange, you know? Us making love while you were wearing another man's ring. You may be Mrs. Jake Martin to the rest of the world, but while you're wearing that, you're all mine.
Gillian: I never want to take it off.
Ryan: Hmm. Maybe someday you won't have to, but for now --
Gillian: It's our little secret. I wish we could just stay here forever.
Ryan: Me, too. But, unfortunately, the real world is expecting me, so I got to get up.
Gillian: Do you have to go now? I wish -- I wish we could talk to each other so I can tell you how much I love you.
Ryan: Well, you just got to pick up the phone anytime and call me.
Gillian: I can't. It's dangerous with Greenlee. She could get suspicious, and she could tell the Martins.
Ryan: You're right. You're absolutely right. And if Adrian found out, that could get a little awkward, too. You know, because he's basically family with the Martins, so --
Gillian: You know what Grandmama told me? She said that when her mother and father were young and in love, he had to go off to war. And so they couldn't really communicate because they didn't have phones and stuff, so they used carrier pigeons. Don't you think that is so romantic?
Ryan: I just had an idea.
Gillian: What?
Ryan: Prince, I am about to take you into the 21st century.

Palmer: Vanessa -- adieu, Pierre, hello, home perm.
Becca: This fur is gorgeous.
Vanessa: It's not a fur, dear. It happens to full-blooded chinchilla.
Becca: Oh. Well, what do you think? Is $100 ok?
Vanessa: That's worth thousands.
Becca: Oh, I'm sure it is, but our clientele can't really afford that.
Palmer: Oh, make it $99.
Becca: Really? God, that's great.
Palmer: I'll get you some water.

Opal: Funny. I never thought of Vanessa as a giver. Looks kind of green around the gills, if you ask me.
Palmer: Didn't ask you.
Opal: You, on the other hand, look like a man who's holding four aces with another one tucked up your sleeve. Now, this is more serious than closet cleaning, especially with you trying to hide that cheesy grin.
Palmer: Opal, vanish.
Opal: You're making her do this, aren't you? You got something on her. Boy, it must be a doozy. Well, I can tell you this, PC-- Being in control looks mighty good on you. Kind of firms up the jaw line, takes away the frown lines --
Palmer: Thank you.
Opal: Removes that tail from between your legs.

Vanessa: No! Not $10! This happens to be an original Renato Corzo. My dear, he designed it especially for me.
Palmer: Well, now I can tell you, I always thought it made you look a little broad in the beam.
Vanessa: Well, in that case, you're probably right, dear.
Becca: Well, we're almost done, Mrs. Cortlandt.
Opal: You know, it's just about time for the thrift shop to open. Becca, why don't you and me take these lovely gems over and get them settled in their new home?
Becca: That's a good idea.
Vanessa: Not in this lifetime.
Palmer: Ladies, ladies, ladies, please, just let me help you, hmm? Ah. That's for you.
Opal: Oh, why, thank you so much, Palmer. I'll enjoy this. Of course, I will have to get it altered, you know. I'm so slim-hipped and all.

Ryan: You see? That's it. I just sent an e-mail to Adrian. That's all there is to it.
Gillian: You're brilliant.
Ryan: Go ahead. You try. Go ahead.
Gillian: I still think carrier pigeons are more romantic.
Ryan: Well, they probably are, but we don't have any carrier pigeons, so go ahead, try.
Gillian: Oops. What happened?
Ryan: Nothing, nothing. Don't worry about it. Happens all the time. Go ahead, try again.
Gillian: I did it! I'm in!
Ryan: Mm-hmm.
Gillian: Ok, so -- all I have to do is click on the message and then write it and then send it. Right?
Ryan: That's it.
Gillian: Oh, Ryan, this is awesome. I can just write to you and talk to you any time of day or night.
Ryan: Yes, you can, but you got to be careful because it's easy to send it to the wrong address. When you go into the address book, make sure you send it to my private e-mail, not to incredibledreams.com Because anybody could access it if it goes there.
Gillian: Even Greenlee?
Ryan: Especially Greenlee. Or Adrian or anybody else that's there. So just send it to me because only I can get it at my private e-mail address because of a password that I know.
Gillian: That sounds so mysterious. Maybe I'll get a code name.
Ryan: Hmm.
Gillian: Rapunzel.
Ryan: That's perfect.
Gillian: Do you have to go now?
Ryan: I do have to go. I have errands and people to see. I have to. All you do is type and then send. You got it?
Gillian: I got it.
Ryan: Ok.

Gillian: "My darling Ryan" --

Dixie: So you want to take at least six months off? No going to the office. No bringing home a paycheck. No visible means of support. Right? Well, I think it's a great idea.
Tad: You do?
Dixie: I do. I mean, you're going to take some time to figure out yourself, and it could give me an opportunity to venture out into the world.
Tad: Venture out in -- what do you mean, like you get a job?
Dixie: Yeah. I mean, just think about it. You're going to take some time. You're going to get to know yourself again. It's going to be wonderful. And then I'll put myself out and test myself in a whole new way. It'll be exciting. It'll be fun. Everybody will grow. The kids will love it.
Tad: I -- I -- I don't mind staying at home playing Mr. Mom. I mean, that's not the point. But you going out and getting, you know, a full-time job? Well, I just -- you know, I think we should, you know, think about it before making any hard and fast decisions.

David: About what?
Dixie: Hi. Tad's thinking about taking some time off, and I'm thinking about going back to work.
David: So you're going to support Tad while he stays home and plays Mr. Mom?
Tad: Actually, it's just something we're trying to decide, you know, haven't come to any conclusions just yet. But thank God you weighed in on the subject. Listen, if you don't mind, I have to go shop for a present for Hayley and Mateo's wedding. So -- you want to come?
Dixie: You know what? I think I should let you go and pick out the perfect thing. You're so good at that. I really want to stay here and finish my iced tea, hang out.
Tad: You mean it? All right. Sure. I'll -- well, see you later.
Dixie: Yeah, I'll see you later.

David: Mind if I join you for an iced tea?
Dixie: No, please. You look like you could use something stronger, though. Did you have a tough morning in the OR?
David: No, the OR. I can handle.
Dixie: Family problems? Leo?
David: Have you ever done something that you know in your heart was the right thing to do, but for some reason the rest of the world can't seem to see it?
Dixie: Every time I think I do the right thing and the rest of the world is wrong is when I'm usually wrong.
David: I was afraid you were going to say that.

Leo: What are you doing here? What, Palmer dump you, or are you trolling for a new lover?
Vanessa: And did Palmer invite you here to ogle my humiliation? Well, take a good look, dear.
Leo: Oh, no, I got better things to do.
Vanessa: Of course you do, don't you? How's the bonding with brother David going?
Leo: It's a new world, Vanessa. You're free. No unwanted son to ruin your affairs. Of course, next time you decide to off a lover, I won't be there for you.
Vanessa: Oh, David's already poisoned your mind, hasn't he? Well, maybe you can just leave me alone.
Leo: Is forever ok? Actually, I'm looking for Becca. Have you seen her?
Vanessa: Not really. Well, I'm busy, darling.

Becca: Mrs. Cortlandt?
Vanessa: What do you want now, dear?
Becca: Well, you just donated so many gorgeous things, and I didn't know if you wanted to help us put them up in the thrift shop.
Vanessa: I don't think so.
Becca: Are you sure? I mean, you're going to make so many women really happy.
Vanessa: And I don't give a damn about making anyone happy.
Becca: Including your own son?
Vanessa: And that's none of your business.
Becca: It is when you hurt him. Leo was in jail. You gave him hope. You comforted him. You promised you would help him. But the whole time, you knew it was a lie. You were the one guilty of murder
Vanessa: Not murder, dear. That was an accident.
Becca: What you did was deliberate. And cruel. How could you do that to your own son, sacrifice him for yourself?
Vanessa: How dare you judge me, you -- you frigid little virgin.
Becca: What?
Vanessa: Oh, don't. Yes, I know all about you and your inexperience, you know, dear. I mean, that probably is the highlight of your dreary personality, and it also seems to be what turns Leo's head around. He likes it.
Becca: Leo told you?
Vanessa: He didn't have to tell me. You wear your virginity like it's a crown or something very special, you know. It's nothing more than a dreary little cliché.

Dixie: So, you tried to save Leo, and he thinks you're interfering?
David: And you would think that I was the one that killed Paolo and sent him to jail and not Vanessa.
Dixie: Well, you know, sometimes the best thing to do is just to let people work things through on their own, you know? And love them.
David: Leo needed to know the truth. But obviously he prefers denial.
Dixie: You regret telling him?
David: No, of course not. I mean, I just never thought that he would react like this.
Dixie: Look, I know this is hard on Leo and all but telling the truth is almost always the best course of action.
David: Yeah, I tried to convince Leo of that.
Dixie: Well, he'll come around, you know? But you did the right thing. And he'll understand, eventually. Maybe he'll even thank you for it someday.
David: No, I doubt that. I don't have a lot of confidence in my family. But you know something? I'd rather talk about yours. Or you. So tell me about your plans.
Dixie: Well, that's stretching it a bit. Tad and I have to discuss it a lot more.
David: I think it's a great idea.
Dixie: You do?
David: Yes, I do. And in fact, I may have an offer that you can't refuse.

Vanessa: Truth can be so painful, can't it, dear?
Leo: Becca -- Becca --

[Vanessa laughs]

Leo: How could you say that to her?
Vanessa: Oh, such a gallant person, defending poor little Miss Pure of heart and body --
Leo: Who the hell do you think you are, talking to her like that.
Vanessa: Well, I thought I was looking out for you, dear.
Leo: Shut up! I told you, you are not my mother. I don't love you. I never want to see you again. You stay out of my life!

Gillian: "My darling, Ryan, I'm in our hideaway dreaming about our lovemaking. Being with you again is so incredible, keeping it a secret will be hard. I'm so happy. I want to tell the whole world we're together again, as we were meant to be. I'll send you this now and wait for your reply. I love you. Rapunzel."
Gillian: Send. Ryan, please read this soon.

Greenlee: Where does Leo get off? I don't know about love? Ridiculous. I love Ryan. I'm going to prove it to him and everybody.

Computerized voice: You have mail.

Greenlee: What a dorky name. Who the hell is Rapunzel?


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Adam: Here's 100. Throw her out.

David: I think we'd be great together. You want to take a chance on me?

Leo: Please, just give me a hand.
Becca: Well, I'd be happy to.
Leo: Becca, no!

Greenlee: Jake Martin's coming home. Gillian must be so ecstatic.