[Hayley dreams]

Arlene: Hey. Wake up, sleepyhead. It's your wedding day.
Hayley: Already? I just closed my eyes.
Arlene: Nerves. Relax, Sweetie. I've got just the thing for you.
Hayley: A wedding present?
Arlene: Mm-hmm. Open it. Well, pre-wedding, actually. The best Russian vodka money can buy. The glasses are French crystal. Nothing too good for my baby.
Hayley: No, I can't.
Arlene: Oh, come on. Just this once, hmm? I mean, after all, how many times does a girl get married? Oh -- scratch that.
Arlene: To a wonderful wedding and a wonderful life.
Hayley: Oh, my God.
Arlene: The best that life can offer. Too bad you won't get it.
Hayley: What? You just wished me a wonderful wedding and a wonderful life.
Arlene: Until you screw it up. And we both know that you will, don't we?

Hayley: No!
Mateo: What's going on? It's ok.
Hayley: Where is she? Where's my mom? Where's my mom and the vodka?
Mateo: There's no Arlene, there's no vodka. It's just you and me, ok? Come here. That's all that matters.
Hayley: You're right. You're right. As long as I have you, everything's ok.

[Music plays]

Woman: I can't believe I'm actually in Erica Kane's house.
Second woman: And you're really staying here?
Leo: I used my keys, remember?
Woman: Look. This must be hers.
Second woman: Wow.
Leo: It's not mine.
Woman: This must cost $1,000. How's it look?
Leo: Ladies --
woman: Beautiful.
Leo: Ladies, you came here to help me design a stretching regimen, not to play dress-up, ok?
Woman: Sure. Whatever you say. Let's start with warm-ups.
Leo: All right.
Woman: Do what I do.
Second woman: Good. Now breathe into it. How exactly do you know Erica Kane?
Leo: Oh, well, she's a friend of mine. She insisted that I stay here after I was arrested for murder.
Woman: Wow. A glamorous, dangerous man. I love it.
Leo: Ah, well --
woman: Will Erica be coming home soon? I've always wanted to model. Maybe she could hook me up with enchantment.
Second woman: Yeah, me, too. Can we meet her?
Leo: She's on a remote photo shoot. Some other time. How's this?
Woman: Great. Erica!
Second woman: It's her!
Leo: You're home. Erica, these are my -- these are my friends, Pam and Sam.
Pam: I'm Pam.
Sam: I'm Sam.
Leo: Where are my manners? Come on, join the party.

Charlotte: Oh, do sit down, Dimitri. You look tired. That pointless display of temper earlier in the day really took it out of you. I realize that hearing the truth about your wife and brother was disturbing.
Dimitri: You actually think I believe anything you say?
Charlotte: I could have let you continue to believe that Alexandra and Edmund were dead, but I told you the truth, didn't I?
Dimitri: All right, maybe it was Alex's voice on the phone. But how do I know that my brother is alive, too? What proof do I have of that?
Charlotte: After the explosion, Alexandra and Edmund came here, remember? Before they left, Edmund wrote down his telephone numbers in America. Wildwind, "Tempo," cell phone. You recognize the handwriting?
Dimitri: It's Edmund's.
Charlotte: Look at the date.
Dimitri: He's alive. All right. They're both alive.
Charlotte: And safe -- in each other's arms.

Alex: Anna Devane. How do you know that?
Adrian: I see you're familiar with her, too.
Edmund: What's going on, Adrian?
Adrian: I came across Anna Devane's name while I was researching Guy Donahue.

Alex: Why did you call me
Anna?
Guy: That's who you are to me.
Alex: During the time that you trained me.
Guy: You were -- you -- you are my -- my creation.

Adrian: Naturally, that name rang out. Quite a coincidence. Devane isn't exactly Smith or Jones.
Alex: Where did you get your information, if you don't mind me asking.
Adrian: The Internet. Here's the web site.
Edmund: Thanks. We'll check it out.
Alex: May I see this?
Edmund: Yeah.
Alex: Well, she's a real person, after all.
Adrian: What else would she be?
Alex: I don't know. I guess I thought maybe it was a code name or something I'd been given at Bryn Wydd.
Edmund: It still may be.
Alex: Yeah. Could we find her?
Edmund: This whole thing could be a trick.
Alex: Do you think that you could arrange for a meeting?
Adrian: Unfortunately not. Anna Devane is dead.

Erica: I've had a long day. I'm really tired. I'm sure you understand.

[Music stops]

Leo: Of course. Go on up to bed. We'll be fine here.
Erica: Ladies, grab your duffle bags and say good night.
Sam: Nice to meet you, Ms. Kane.
Pam: You have exquisite taste.
Erica: Thanks. My scarf.
Pam: Oops. See you at the club, Leo.
Sam: Bye.
Leo: Ciao, ladies. Thank you.

Leo: Well, that was rude. Those were my guests.
Erica: I thought they were your aerobic instructors. It's a little late for a lesson, isn't it?
Leo: It's ok. I'm not into the threesome thing. I was at the health club, and they promised to help me, come over and show me how to limber up, that's all. Of course, if you don't want me inviting my friends over, you can show me the door at any time, Erica.
Erica: Oh, I'm well aware of that.

Arlene: Ok! Well, we'll grab a shower, change into our new duds, and hit the streets.
Adam: If you want to prowl, do it alone. It's time for me to get back to Pine Valley.
Arlene: Oh, why? What's waiting for you there, huh? A big, empty house with Liza trying to guilt you out with Colby one minute and seducing you the next or Dixie harping on you about Junior or Hayley wanting you to be a part of her wedding? Like you need that right now, hmm?
Adam: I don't need a lecture from you. Your room is next door. Good night.
Arlene: Ok. If you're going to be that way about it.
Sweet dreams. There's one more way to hit the sheets.

Liza: So, we're all set. Where's Hayley?
Greenlee: She hasn't come in yet.
Liza: "Wave" is going live tonight. She should be here making sure everything's ready to go.
Greenlee: That's what I get paid for. And everything is. The wedding dress is here. The Internet results are in and counted. All Hayley has to do is announce the dress that got the most votes. Although, I'm sure it's the one I modeled.
Liza: Well, they were all gorgeous.
Dixie: Excuse me, Liza? I hope I'm not interrupting.
Greenlee: Hi, Dixie.
Dixie: Hi, Greenlee.
Liza: "Wave" is going live tonight. Things are a little crazy. You know how it gets.
Dixie: Certainly. I won't take but a second of your time. I'm looking for Tad. I thought he might be here. He said he was going to pick up some stuff from the office. Have you seen him?
Liza: No. No, I haven't seen him. Would you mind checking?
Greenlee: No problem.
Liza: Thanks.
You know, I'm sure if Tad were here, he would have maybe poked his head in my office or said something to somebody. I mean, unless -- did you say something to him about me and Adam?
Dixie: No. I am keeping your secret, and I am lying to my husband. Really. You happy?
Liza: I wouldn't consider it lying. I would consider it holding a confidence.
Dixie: Ok. Well, look, just understand something. You know, I'm going to keep your secret for now, but I really highly resent being put in this position.
Liza: Ok, so does that mean you're going to tell him at some point?
Dixie: Yeah, well, maybe eventually I will. But for right now, you know, I don't know what I'm going to do. But I'm never going to let this happen again. So I think you should just keep your life and your drama to yourself and leave me and my family the hell out of it, ok?

Hayley: I hate Arlene for invading my dreams. It's bad enough she steamrollered her way through my life.
Mateo: Don't give Arlene that kind of power over you.
Hayley: I thought I hadn't, Mateo. You know, I was really proud of myself for standing up to her and for not caving in to her usual routine. But every time I close my eyes, the old fears come rushing back.
Mateo: Hayley, the Arlene curse -- it doesn't exist, ok? You're nothing like your mom. You've never been anything like your mom.
Hayley: Oh, really? How can you be so confident? This is not exactly my first trip to the altar.
Mateo: It's your last trip.
Hayley: Really? How can we be so sure? Maybe I'm the reason our first marriage fell apart, you know? Maybe I share more than just my mother's alcoholism gene. Maybe I'm -- maybe I'm predisposed to some sort of self-destruct gene, as well.
Mateo: You know, maybe -- maybe you're freaking out because things are finally starting to fall in place for us. Maybe you're just afraid to let yourself be happy.
Hayley: Or maybe I'm just afraid because every time I drop my guard I get hit by something I didn't see coming.
Mateo: You know what? I'm not having this conversation with you anymore. I can't. You've had this conversation with Trevor, with Brooke, with God knows who, and we've all told you the same thing. You're not like your mother. And you got to believe that because if you don't, that black cloud which is Arlene is going to be looming over your head for the rest of your life.
Hayley: I know. I'm trying to be positive.
Mateo: Well, start with tonight, you know? You're going to see the dress the fans selected for you on "Wave." Your bridal shower's tomorrow.
Hayley: No. No, I'm canceling that.
Mateo: Honey, you were really excited about the bridal shower. And Brooke put the whole thing together. She spent a lot of time. Your friends are going to be there.
Hayley: Exactly. So why let my mother show up and destroy it?
Mateo: Your mother's not going to show up. She's gone. We got rid of her.
Hayley: Oh, really? Last time we thought she was gone, she crashed her car into the wall of the community center. What's to stop her from crashing a tea party on Brooke's patio? What -- you better pray that she doesn't, you know, pop out of the cake at your bachelor party.
Mateo: I am not having any ladies, naked ladies, popping out of any cakes. Ok, listen. You know, you're letting your fears ruin everything for you. Your wedding's going to be great. Your bridal shower's going to be beautiful.
Hayley: The wedding is on, ok? But I can't do the bridal shower. I've got a bad feeling about it. And I want to go into our wedding as positive and as happy as I can.
Mateo: Ok, fine. You're right. Ok, I'll call Brooke.
Hayley: No --
Mateo: I'll explain.
Hayley: No, I'll call Brooke. It's my job. I'll call her. It's ok.
Mateo: Well, yeah, but I was thinking, you know, she's going to be really upset. Maybe I should soften the blow. Plus, you have "Wave" to get ready for tonight. You know, you have to go, and I really don't --
Hayley: I know. I'm running so late.
Mateo: Yeah
Hayley: You don't have to, though.
Mateo: It's ok. I will. I don't mind. I don't mind. Go, go, go, go.
Hayley: I love you.
Mateo: All right. Love you, too. Popping out of cakes. Please.

[Telephone rings]

Brooke: Hello.
Mateo: Hey, Brooke. It's Matt. Listen, sorry I'm calling you on such short notice, but it's about the bridal shower. There's been a change of plans.

Adam: You've got the wrong room, Arlene.
Arlene: Oh, good, you're still up.
Adam: You woke me up. What do you want?
Arlene: Well, if Mohammad doesn't come to the party --
Adam: I've got to be more exhausted than I thought. I'm hallucinating.
Arlene: Does this hat remind you of something?
Adam: C for "crass"?
Arlene: Oh, Adam.
Adam: What, are they in town? Hey, evening's young. If you hurry, I bet you could get through the whole team by morning.
Arlene: Now who's being crass? I brought you a blast from the past.
Adam: What is all this?
Arlene: Sit down. Stuff from the novelty store. We are going to travel back in time.
Adam: Oh, are we?
Arlene: Mm-hmm. First, I got to set the stage.
Adam: Oh, Arlene, Arlene, Arlene. I'm really not up for all this.
Arlene: Would you just relax and go with it?
Adam: Yeah. I was asleep before you barged in here.

[Music plays]

Adam: What are you doing?
Arlene: Just wait and see.
Adam: I'm waiting, I'm not seeing.
Arlene: Trust me. You'll like it. Maybe you'll even have a little fun.
Arlene: Sorry, I forgot the limes. Voila. Where are we?
Adam: About three miles from Oak Haven. Shall I call you a cab?
Arlene: Oh, come on. Think back, think back. Hmm? Labor Day weekend, Chicago, 1973. We went to a bar, ate macadamia nuts, drank rum and colas, watched the game on TV.
Adam: I vaguely remember.
Arlene: Do you remember what happened after that? We went back to your hotel and made love and made Hayley.

Adrian: It seems she was killed when a tanker exploded off the coast of Venezuela.
Edmund: When did this incident allegedly happen?
Adrian: 1992. I can have it verified if you like.
Edmund: You bet. Tonight, if possible. Adrian, get me everything you can on Anna Devane.
Adrian: I'll contact my sources and get back to you soon as I can.
Alex: Thanks. It's good you still have your connections, Adrian.
Adrian: I'll talk to you soon.

Alex: Ah. What do you think? I mean, do you think this will lead somewhere?
Edmund: I think we should wait until we hear from Adrian. In the meantime, I have a suggestion. Why don't we try to relax, enjoy ourselves? I'll tell nobody if you don't.
Alex: Sounds lovely. You take such good care of me.
Edmund: It's not that you need it. You just deserve it.

Charlotte: You can't really blame Alexandra. I mean, Edmund is quite handsome and sophisticated.
Dimitri: Yeah. Yeah, he is. And I'm dead.
Charlotte: One can only mourn for so long, Dimitri. What do you want her to do? Dress herself in black and walk around as a spinster for the rest of her life?
Dimitri: No. No. I mean, it hasn't even been a year yet. I loved her. And she loved me. The one thing that kept me going for all those months was the thought of returning to her. And now what's the point? I may just remain dead. Congratulations, Charlotte. You've convinced me. You wanted me to turn my back on the woman I love, walk away from her. All right, fine. I will do that. She has no use for me anymore, and I have no use for her. All I want right now is to regain my freedom. So you tell me what that is going to take.
Charlotte: Bravo, bravo! Nice try.

Leo: Where's your champagne, Erica? I heard you keep a stash around here somewhere. Crack open a bottle.
Erica: You really heard wrong. I don't drink. I do keep a bottle of champagne chilled in the refrigerator for my guests. You can help yourself.
Leo: That's very generous of you. It's a shame you can't join me. I hate to drink alone.
Erica: What happened while I was gone?
Leo: I just want to get in better shape, that's all.
Erica: No, I don't mean that. I mean, something happened to upset you.
Leo: I'm not drowning my sorrows or anything if that's what you're thinking.
Erica: Vanessa was here, wasn't she? That's how you knew about my so-called stash.
Leo: You're good.
Erica: Well, so, what did she want?
Leo: Forgiveness, understanding, blah, blah, blah.
Erica: Well, I see. Did you offer any?
Leo: I did better than that. I asked her why she didn't get rid of me before I was born.
Erica: Oh, Leo.
Leo: And Vanessa outdid herself as the loving and wounded mother. It's too bad she washed up in Hollywood years ago. She's actually gotten a lot better. I almost believed her until she accused me of turning on her.
Erica: Well, how could she do that? What did you do to her?
Leo: I broke the cardinal rule -- I resigned as president from Vanessa's fan club. That's all I was, really. Just adoration unlimited.
Erica: I understand how you feel.
Leo: She blames me for losing her one true love. When my father found out that I was on the way, he wanted nothing to do with Vanessa or her bastard child.
Erica: Oh, what a jerk.
Leo: That's my daddy. I come from great stock, huh?
Erica: Leo, I really know how you feel. I know that this is just so devastating to find out all of this at once. I told you that my father deserted me when I was very young, too. And I had held all these very, very romantic ideas about him. But he was a monster. And it just about killed me when I found out the truth.
Leo: Well, at least you had one parent that you could count on. I've heard people speak about your mother. Mona sounded like a wonderful lady.
Erica: She was. She really was. I can't say that I appreciated her very much when I had her, but I certainly do now. And, Leo, you're not alone. You have somebody who cares about you very much. You have your brother, David.
Leo: Oh, I should have known.
Erica: Known what?
Leo: This display of compassion and hospitality, era. This isn't about me. This is about David. You're hoping to score points by reuniting David with his down-and-out baby brother. Is that it? You can forget it. You're going to have to bag your next husband solo.

Alex: So good. Delicious. Yummy. It's so sweet.
Edmund: Where's your mom's clotted cream when we need it?
Alex: My thighs are thankful we don't have it. You and she really got along well, didn't you?
Edmund: You think?
Alex: Oh, yeah.
Edmund: She's very protective of you.
Alex: Really?
Edmund: You sound surprised. Alex: Well, I don't know. I mean, we didn't really get along particularly well when I was growing up. She always had her work, her computers and -- I don't know. Blah, blah, blah, blah. I just don't want to talk about it.
Edmund: Oh, I don't want to talk about your mom --
Alex: Anything.
Edmund: Wales, England.
Alex: None of it.
Edmund: They're a thousand miles away.
Alex: Well, strictly, 3,000 miles, actually.
Edmund: I knew that. Tonight, we're safe, we're home --
Alex: Yeah. Edmund: And we're together.
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: And that's enough for me.
Alex: That's more than enough for me.
Alex: You think we should maybe move this party back to the lodge?
Edmund: I don't want you to go back to the lodge. I don't want to go back to the lodge, and I never want you to go back to the lodge, ok?
Alex, I wish you would move in here. It's not safe for you to stay in the lodge, and I'd really feel better if you were here in the lodge -- in the house, ok?
Alex: Ok.
Edmund: I mean, it's not that I want you two doors down -- that's a very appealing thought -- but, you know, too much has happened there and -- it's very appealing. But I know that you're just stubborn and -- I know you're stubborn and I know you have a very independent streak, and that's so good and I admire it. But I just wish you would --
Alex: Ok, stop it.
Edmund: No, I'm not going to stop until you say yes.
Alex: I said yes.
Edmund: You did?
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: When?
Alex: Oh, right at the start.
Edmund: Why did you let me just go on?
Alex: Because it was nice. You know, just hearing how much you care about me. It's nice.
Edmund: The word's "love."
Alex: You do, don't you?
Edmund: Yeah, I do. I love you, Alex.
Alex: I love you, too.

Liza: Greenlee, could I speak to you for a moment?
Greenlee: Yeah. What's up?

Eli: All right, people, let's clear the set. We're live in one minute. Clear the set. Thank you.

Hayley: Mateo. You can't be here. They're going to show my wedding dress.
Mateo: Oh. Yeah, I can't see that.
Hayley: No.
Mateo: I'll leave. I'll go. No stress, ok?
Hayley: Right. Did you get in touch with Brooke?
Mateo: Yeah, right. I did, I did. Everything's fine. Have a good show.
Hayley: Thanks.
Mateo: Yeah. Ok.

Eli: We are at standby. Hayley, get into position. And counting down. In five, four, three --
Hayley: Hi, everybody. Welcome to a very special live broadcast of "Wave." I'm Hayley Vaughan. And the waiting is finally over. A few weeks ago, my good friend and wedding planner to the stars Toni Chan was here with some very beautiful wedding gowns for my own wedding, and I couldn't decide, so I asked for your help. And the results are in. First of all, I'd like to thank all of the viewers for their tremendous response on the "Wave" web site. It was absolutely fabulous. And so, without further ado, let's end the suspense. The moment we've all been waiting for -- the winning dress. Greenlee? Greenlee, bring out the wedding dress that the fans voted for. Live television. We're live. Greenlee?
Liza: Actually, we can wait on the gown thing till later, right? We have a totally different type of broadcast today. Greenlee, would you bring out the surprise?
All: Surprise!

Adam: Don't kid yourself, Arlene. Your nostalgic recreation doesn't do anything but call up feeling of disgust. Save for Hayley, I wish I'd never met you.
Arlene: Well, you can't change the past. And you may hate me, but I'm the only friend you got. And I understand you and what you need a whole lot better than your so-called family does. And what you need is me. Ok, you don't want to remember Chicago? Fine. But years from now, we can remember New York. Unless you want to keep brooding about your one night with Liza in Pine Valley. Is that what you want to do, lover?
Adam: I don't want to talk about Liza, all right?
Arlene: When a you going to act like the man you used to be, huh, instead of brooding and feeling sorry for yourself? Why don't you act like the man that you are -- sexy and attractive and single? Act like that.

[Television turns on]

All: Surprise!

Liza: That's right, viewers. Today's broadcast of "Wave" is Hayley Vaughan's surprise bridal shower. And you are invited.

Erica: Well, just exactly why would I need you as a lure to get David? David and I are just fine the way we are, thank you.
Leo: Well, then what's your angle, Erica?
Erica: Could you ever imagine that not everyone has an angle or an ulterior motive, that just maybe I sympathize with you, must maybe I'm trying to do the decent thing by you?
Leo: Yeah, well, maybe I have a problem with decent.
Erica: Well, you should see somebody about that. I'm not opening up my home to you forever, you know. This is just here -- you're here just until you get your bearings. But until then, we've got to set up some house rules. Is that ok with you? Can you live with that?
Leo: Yeah, I can live with that.
Erica: Well, good. Look, I'm exhausted. I'm going up to bed.
Leo: Wait. Erica --
Leo: Wait. Erica -- before you go, I have to confess something that happened while you were away.
Erica: Well, what now, Leo?
Leo: After Vanessa left, I kind of lost it and I threw one of your doodads against the wall.
Leo: I'll pay for it eventually. I promise.
Erica: I really doubt that you ever could. I mean, not only was it very, very expensive, it was one of a pair, one of a kind.
Leo: I'm sorry. I guess I blew it, huh?
Erica: Well, so much for this. Just stuff, right?

[Erica throws the matching "doodad" into the fireplace and breaks it]

Hayley: I can't believe you did this. It's amazing.

Brooke: Oh, we had a little help.
Hayley: I'm sure you did. Hey, where is he? Where is he? Bring him out. Bring him out.
Liza: Hey, Mateo! Whoo!
Hayley: I want to introduce everyone in your homes -- the reason why we have this surprise bridal shower is because of my wonderful, gorgeous, sexy fiancé, who isn't supposed to be here, Mateo Santos.
Tina: Yeah, Mateo.
Mateo: I'm leaving. And I can't take credit for it because Brooke hooked the whole thing up.
Brooke: No, Liza did it.
Liza: No --
Hayley: Ok, I'm going to introduce you to all the schemers. This is my matron of honor, Brooke English. And these are my friends, Tina and Greenlee. There's Gillian. That's Dixie. And my very dear friend and step mom and boss, Liza Chandler-Chandler.
Liza: Well, actually, you know, you have a lot more guests that are going to be here. But until then, I'd like to raise my glass -- here, I'll give you mine, actually -- and give you a toast. To a remarkable couple, to a remarkable bride. To Hayley and Mateo, with all the happiness in the world.
All: Hear, hear.
Liza: Now, I don't really have any words of advice for you, but here goes. Marriage has its ups and downs. We do things that we don't mean to. We say things that we wish we could take back. But you should hang on especially tight during those circumstances. Hang on, don't give up, don't lose hope because true love is eternal. My husband and I had those very words inscribed on our wedding rings.

[Television turns off]

Arlene: Yak, yak, yak. I got "Love's A Pain" tattooed on my butt. Who cares?
Adam: You do?
Arlene: You want to take a look? Just kidding. See how easy it is to shut them out, huh? Click. Gone. The past is just one gray, flat blip. And the future is soft and warm and right here. All for you. Let me bring you into it, Adam. Let me help you forget.

Edmund: Ok, you can have one more -- all right, two more strawberries. And then I'll have Stella make up your room.
Alex: Two doors down, apparently.
Edmund: Yeah.
Alex: Or more.

Alex: Government official obits. Government personnel obits. Anna Devane. Search. Search.

Dimitri: What? What more do you want from me?
Charlotte: I don't buy your act at all. I mean, you'd say anything to be free. Here, drink your tea. It's getting cold.
Dimitri: Tea time is over.
Charlotte: I never liked that tea set. You know, Dimitri, it's a shame you're so stubborn because I could really use a man like you. Why do you hold on to this romantic fantasy about a woman who doesn't exist?
Dimitri: Alex is alive.
Charlotte: But she doesn't exist. You see, that's the riddle.

[Charlotte turns on VCR ]

Alex:: My name is Anna Devane.


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Liza: Adam, if you're listening, your daughter misses you very much. Remember, Hayley is not planning on doing this ever again.

Arlene: Don't, Adam!

Edmund: Alex, you're not dead.
Alex: Maybe a part of me is.

Charlotte: I'm coming to Pine Valley.