Hayley: Oh, this is good right here.
Mateo: Sure?
Hayley: Yeah, it's perfect, it's perfect. Put that thing down.
Mateo: Ok.
Hayley: Very good. Oh, the sun is so bright.
Mateo: Yeah, it's a reflection the water.
Hayley: And guess who forgot her shades.
Mateo: Oh, no, you didn't. I packed them right in the bag for you.
Hayley: Oh, no, you didn't.
Mateo: They're right there.
Hayley: Oh, you think of everything.
Mateo: Well, almost everything. Could've brought a couch.
Hayley: Ah.
Mateo: How's that?
Hayley: Perfect.
Mateo: Ok. You sure you don't want to --
Hayley: No.
Mateo: Maybe take a drive somewhere?
Hayley: No. This is perfect. I can't think of a better place than where I met the love of my life.
Mateo: No kidding. This is the exact same place I met the love of my life.
Hayley: You know, I wish that we could freeze this moment forever.
Mateo: Yeah?
Hayley: Yeah.
Mateo: Hmm.
Hayley: I know we have Dad and Liza's wedding later on, but right now it's just you and me, baby.
Mateo: Hmm. Just you and me, huh?
Hayley: Uh-huh.
Mateo: That sounds good.
Mateo: Is that tied in a double knot back there?

Opal: All right, all right. What do you think? More blush?
Marian: No, no, it's perfect.
Opal: Yeah. Don't touch the hair. I already sprayed it.
Marian: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Opal: Well, the last thing we need is calamine lotion all over this gorgeous blond mane.
Marian: Well, that's why I'm wearing these chic, cute little white gloves. I mean, who would've thought that though beautiful wildflowers were toxic, Opal?
Liza: Time-out. All right, all right. Opal, are you almost done? I need to open my eyes because I'm starting to see, like, red swirly things.
Marian: Oh, she can open her eyes, can't she?
Opal: Yes, go ahead, have a look. What do you think?
Marian: What do you think, darling?
Liza: Oh. I love it.
Opal: You do?
Liza: Yeah.
Opal: Honest?
Liza: Yes. I do.
Opal: Oh, good! Oh, good!
Liza: You're going to make, like, a million dollars with the new Glamour Line. You're an artist.
Opal: Aw, shucks, shucks. Yeah, well, it would take a major klutz to mess up a mug like that in the first place. Oh, you're just going to be glowing like a Christmas tree angel walking down that aisle, honey. Adam is a lucky guy.
Marian: Oh, Liza, you are absolutely radiant.
Liza: Well, I'm very happy.
Opal: You're not even the teensiest bit nervous?
Liza: Well, I'm marrying the man that I love, and my daughter is -- mother, why don't you go check on Colby?
Marian: Oh, darling, but what about your jewelry?
Liza: No, no, no, it's fine. This will give you a couple of minutes you don't have to think about the wedding, and, Opal, maybe you can go with her and go see how Colby is and give me a couple of minutes.
Opal: No problem. Ok.
Marian: Oh, darling, but let us know if we can come back and help you dress or anything.
Liza: Oh, mother, shut the door on your way out.
Marian: Just let me know if you need me for anything. Bye, darling.
Liza: Bye, darling. Oh, Adam.

[Knock on door]

Liza: Who is it?
Dixie: It's Dixie. I just came by to wish the bride good luck.
Liza: Oh. Come in.
Dixie: Hey! Wow.
Liza: Oh, courtesy of Opal.
Dixie: You look great.
Liza: Thank you. Tad's not with you. I was sort of hoping that he and Jake would wish me well on my wedding day.
Dixie: Well, they do. They want the best for you, as do I.
Liza: Thank you. I think.
Dixie: Which brings me to the other reason that I'm here. It's about you and Adam.

[Knock on door]

Erica: All right, I'm coming. You don't have to break down the door. Adam.
Adam: What took you so long?
Erica: Well, what are you doing here? Isn't this your wedding day?
Adam: I'll come straight to the point. I don't have much time.
Erica: Oh. I'm feeling fine, thank you. And you?
Adam: Peachy. As you well know, David Hayward has a fetish for destroying other people's weddings. He's already threatened several times to stop me from marrying Liza.
Erica: He was here last night.
Adam: Why didn't you tell me?
Erica: I just did.
Adam: Well? What the devil is he up to?
Erica: I have no idea. You'll have to speak to him yourself. Please, if you'll excuse me --
Adam: Look, Erica, you know something. Tell me, please, what's his plan?
Erica: This conversation is over.
Adam: Erica, I've seen your face, damn it. I know what he did to you. Don't tell me that you're on his side now.

David: You'll have to excuse me. I've been out of town and, as you can see, I'm swamped. I have letters to read, phone calls to return --
Jake: I think the letters and the phone calls can wait, Dave.
David: That was very mature.
Jake: Tell me what you have on Adam Chandler right now.
David: Why so urgent?
Jake: Adam and Liza are getting married this afternoon. I have to stop the wedding.
David: Adam and Liza are getting married this afternoon?
Jake: Tell me what you have on Adam!
David: And what makes you so sure that I have anything?
Jake: I find it odd that Adam hired somebody to break into your office. I find it very odd that you told your attorney to give the Pine Valley Police Department a letter stating that ad had you killed. What is this, some kind of game?
David: You're right. It is a game. A very silly one at that.
Jake: Yeah. It's not so silly when it endangers my child. You have something on Adam. What is it?
David: You're right. I do have something, and it's something very big.

Liza: Last-ditch effort to keep me from marrying Adam --
Dixie: No, Tad didn't send me.
Liza: Because I just don't think that I really want to hear anything negative about --
Dixie: Just listen. Just listen, ok, please? I'm on your side.
Liza: You are?
Dixie: Yes, yes, I'll prove it. Give me your hand.
Liza: Excuse me?
Dixie: Close your eyes, sit down, and give me your hand. I'm not going to put a frog in it.
Liza: Ok.
Liza: A brooch?
Dixie: Yes, it's -- it belonged to Adam's mother. It's one of the few things that he ever gave me.
Liza: Oh, Dixie, I can't accept this.
Dixie: Sure you can. It's old and the sapphire is blue and it's, well, definitely borrowed because I'm afraid I have to have it back after the wedding. I sort of intended to give it to Junior, you know, so can give it to his bride someday.
Liza: Well, thank you. It was very thoughtful of you.
Dixie: Well, you're welcome. Now all you need is something new.
Liza: Well, I do have something new, actually -- our friendship, which means a lot to me, having your forgiveness after everything that happened between all of us, me and Tad.
Dixie: That was a long time ago.
Liza: Not that long ago.
Dixie: Well, look, I -- I've made plenty of mistakes. You know, I really shouldn't throw stones.
Liza: Well, having you as a friend means more to me than you know. More than the sapphire. And this is really remarkable, and I really thank you for it -- don't get me wrong.
Dixie: I'm glad you like it.
Liza: So, you wanted to tell me something about Adam.
Dixie: Oh, yeah. Well, about you and Adam, and that I really am rooting for you.
Liza: Despite Tad's opposition?
Dixie: Tad knows that I have a mind of my own, and, well, I mean, maybe this time, you guys will really -- it'll be better, you know? I hope it will.
Liza: You mean that, don't you? Dixie: Yeah. I mean, look at Tad and me. You know, we got a second chance. Why shouldn't you?
Liza: Yeah. And people change. And he has changed so much from the man that you were married .
Dixie: Well, for your sake, I certainly hope so.

Erica: Oh, this is so like you, Adam. It's always about how you feel.
Adam: Erica --
Erica: How do you think I felt when you looked at my face? And Liza, of all people --
Adam: Erica, I know, I know, I know. I feel very bad. I'm so sorry that that happened, but that's the point, isn't it -- your face, what that man did to you. Erica, I need your help. Please tell me what happened when Hayward came to see you last night.
Erica: Nothing happened. We talked, and then -- then I sent him away.
Adam: That's it? That's all you're going to tell me?
Erica: Well, it's really none of your business what we said to one another.
Adam: It's none of my business? The man is threatening to tear my life, blow it to smithereens. If he tells Liza that I'm Colby's father, I might as well slit my throat.
Erica: Well, maybe he won't.
Adam: No, no, no, no. Don't be naive. He's chosen today. Don't you understand? Today, the day that I'm supposed to make Liza my wife. He's chosen today to find a way to tell her. I love her more than I love my life. I can't see her.
Erica: Well, then you owe it to her to tell her the truth. And if she loves you, she'll forgive you.
Adam: Erica, I can't risk that. I know a way to stop him. But I have to get him alone before he has a chance to strike. So if you know something, anything --
Erica: Just how do you plan to stop him if you're given a chance?
Adam: That's not your concern.
Erica: Are you planning to kill him?
Adam: No. Of course not.
Erica: Well, for whatever it's worth, I don't think you' have a thing to worry about.
Adam: Why not?
Erica: Because I really think that David has changed his mind. From the things he's said, I think he's moved on. I don't think he wants to hurt you anymore.

Jake: I'm listening.
David: I said that I had something on Chandler. I didn't say that I was ready to tell you what it is.
Jake: Oh, Hayward, if this concerns my daughter, I have every right to know.
David: Maybe it is time to let it go.
Jake: What? Let what go?
David: Why should I confide in you? I mean, after all, you and two other people did conspire to ruin my career. But then again, does payback really solve anything? And you're right -- the well-being of a little girl is at stake.
Jake: Oh, please. Don't pretend you care about my daughter.
David: That's a very callous thing to say to the man who delivered her and who quite possibly saved her life, as well as her mother's. I will always have a soft spot for that little girl, despite what you might think of me.
Jake: What do you know? Fine. Fine. Fine, you know, you guys can tear each other's heads off, for all I care. I don't want my daughter caught in the middle of this. This thing that you have on Adam, this big thing -- is it enough to stop Liza from marrying him?
David: Oh, yeah.
Jake: Yeah, well, what is it? Spill!
David: Don't tempt me.

Mateo: Hmm.
Hayley: Hmm.
Mateo: You know what I was thinking?
Hayley: What
Mateo: I was thinking about the next big holiday coming up.
Hayley: Fourth of July?
Mateo: That's the one. Maybe we could have a concert.
Hayley: A concert?
Mateo: Yeah. You know, maybe we could book a really hot band.
Hayley: How hot? I mean, how much can we really afford?
Mateo: Well, you tell me. You saw the figures. Apparently, we're in the black, right?
Hayley: Yeah, and Ryan's really good with promotion. If we could come up with another amazing theme --
Mateo: Yeah, we can pack them in.
Hayley: Hmm. Ok. Assuming we could have anyone, who would you pick?
Mateo: What?
Hayley: Who would you pick, assuming we could have anyone?
Mateo: Well, let me see. Let's brainstorm here. Maybe -- you know, I want to keep it Latin. You know, Tito Nieves was a big hit.
Hayley: Right, so think.

[Telephone rings]

Hayley: Think.
Mateo: You want to get that?
Hayley: No.
Mateo: I'll get it. Hello?
Ryan: Matt, it's me, Ryan.
Mateo: Hey, Ryan. Where are you?
Ryan: I'm at a pay phone at a diner near the fire station.
Mateo: Is everything ok with Max?
Ryan: Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. Except that he can't really seem to stop worrying about you.
Mateo: Me? Why?
Ryan: Well, because he stood you up to come to the fire station with me. I think he might think that you're mad at him.
Mateo: That's crazy. No, no, listen, tell him that I'm not -- I tell you what -- put him on the phone. I'll talk to him.
Ryan: Well, he's in the bathroom right now. But don't worry about it. I'm right outside.
Mateo: Ok. Well, then just tell him I love him and that I miss him, but, you know, listen, Hayley and I are getting a lot of stuff done here and --
Ryan: You're working? You're supposed to be playing. That was the whole point of me babysitting.
Mateo: I'm not really working. I mean, we're coming up with the next big shindig at S.O.S. How does the Fourth of July sound?
Ryan: Terrific.
Mateo: Yeah? Ok, well, I tell you what -- tell Max that it's ok to have fun, have a good day, and I'll catch up with him later, ok?
Ryan: Ok.
He loved the fire engines and everything, but I think he's -- I don't know -- I think he's getting a little antsy. Any ideas what we could do next? I'm not really all that used to babysitting little kids.
Mateo: Ok. You know the lake down by the boathouse?
Ryan: Yeah. Mateo: Max loves catching tadpoles. I mean, it's guaranteed to keep him entertained for at least -- five minutes.
Ryan: Only five?
Mateo: I'm just kidding. Listen, take a jar or a big, big cup or something, ok?
Ryan: Ok.
Mateo: All right?
Hayley: Tell Ryan he's a saint for babysitting and I love him forever.
Mateo: You heard that, right?
Ryan: I heard that. Well, he's a good kid. I'll see you guys later.
Mateo: Thanks again, man.
Ryan: All right.
Mateo: Bye-bye.
Hayley: Ahem. Everything ok?
Mateo: Everything's great. Where were we?
Hayley: Oh, I was just about to take advantage of you on our own private little beach.
Mateo: Again, huh?
Hayley: Yeah. Any complaints, take them to the management.
Mateo: No complaints.

Erica: No, really, Adam, that's all I can tell you. Please excuse me.
Adam: Erica, Erica, you can't really believe that I would feel safe with David Hayward. I need facts. Why do you say that he's had a change of heart?
Erica: Because -- because he seems different.
Adam: He seems different?
Erica: Yes, he told me that he's been thinking a lot about himself.
Adam: That isn't different. He's the sole spawn of the world's biggest narcissist.
Erica: I mean in a different way.
Adam: Woman, you are driving me mad.
Erica: Well, excuse me. I was just trying to answer your questions. Now, if that's not good enough, you know the way out.
Adam: Sorry. I'm very sorry. Please, please continue.
Erica: Well, apparently, he's been quite affected by something I said, something about how I realized that tormenting him did not take away my own pain -- something to that effect. In any case, it really seems to have gotten to him.
Adam: I see. And just how did it get to him?
Erica: He's having second thoughts about exposing your secret. He said that he thinks it's a waste of his time and energy.
Adam: He said that?
Erica: Yes. And I do believe he was sincere.
Adam: Then you're a bloody fool. How could you be taken in like this?
Erica: Well, I certainly know when some one is being sincere.
Adam: He's using you to get me to lower my guard.
Erica: Look, I know what I heard, and I don't believe he was lying to me.
Adam: Well, then you're not the savvy woman of the world I once married.
Erica: Well, you are even more paranoid than the man I married.
Adam: My wedding is his target, and he's not going to get away with it. He's not going to win. I have a way to stop him once and for all.
Erica: How?
Adam: That depends on Hayward. But if he tries to stop me from marrying Liza, he'll never see what's coming.

David: For you, of all people, to be asking me for a favor?
Jake: I'm not asking you for a favor. I'm protecting Colby.
David: By consorting with the enemy? That is how everyone perceives me, isn't it -- as the enemy?
Jake: Hayward, get to the point. I have no time for this. The wedding starts in an hour, so tell me what's going on.
David: Oh, I would love to oblige. I really would. I mean, there's a part of me that's just dying to tell you. I mean, it would be so tempting for me to see your life turning into a living hell.
Jake: My life? What does this have to do with me?
David: You and a number of other people. I told you what I had was big, and I mean it -- it is big. But you want to know something?
Jake: What?
David: No matter how hard you and your father tried to run me out of this hospital, I'm still here, stronger than ever.
Jake: That's great.
David: Yeah, it is great. And you know, the mark of a strong man is to not -- to not give in to temptation, no matter how much that person is being tempted. So I'm not going to tell you anything.
Jake: You like toying with me, huh? Is that fun for you? Kind of the same way you toyed with Gillian. Was that fun for you the way you deep-sixed her marriage?
David: So, Gillian's been telling tales out of school?
Jake: She confided in a friend, yes.
David: Oh. I see. She's enlisted you to be her new champion, huh? I don't get it. How does a cheap little tart like that constantly get you so-called honorable men to stand up for her? I mean, she was good in bed, but I've had better. So what do you think? How would you rate her, on a scale from one to 10?
Jake: You are a sick freak, man. You know that?
David: Oh, please.
Jake: Ok, so, what, so you're not going to say anything else?
David: No. No, I do have one more thing to say, and maybe this will bring you some peace of mind. As far as I'm concerned, this little game between me and Adam -- it's over. So you can just run along, ok?
Jake: You think it's over? Oh, no. No, I think it's just getting started.
David: Excuse me?
Jake: Adam thinks he has something on you, something that will stop you dead in your tracks.
David: What are you talking about? You'd better listen to me, Martin --
Jake: No, no, you've been jabbering enough. You listen to me. You like playing games, huh, sport? You just made an enemy with a guy who will stop at nothing.
David: I'm not afraid of Chandler.V Jake: Well, then you're an idiot, Hayward. I've seen him at work. He does his best when you think you've got him up against the wall. Next thing you know, you've dug your own grave.
David: Spare me the melodrama.
Jake: Fine, fine. You'll learn yourself. Don't come complaining to me. I told you, look, I could care less about that stuff. You guys go destroy yourself. I don't want my daughter in the middle of this stuff.
David: What the hell are you talking about? What is Chandler up to?
Jake: Oh, no, no. See, you got it backwards now. You tell me what you've got on him.
David: No --
Joe: Dr. Hayward. Lt. Frye has a few questions to ask you. And when he's done, I have some questions of my own.
David: Of course. What is this all about?
Derek: I got this letter here signed by you saying Adam chandler has killed you. You care to comment?

Marian: Hi. Guess who wants to see her mommy.
Liza: Aw.
Opal: Isn't she just the most precious little angel.
Liza: Hi, sweetie.
Opal: The cutest thing you ever saw.
Liza: Hello.
Opal: There you go.
Dixie: You put her in the dress that my mom made.
Liza: Yes. Did you know that her mother made this?
Opal: No.
Liza: Yes. Yes. You are so beautiful.
Marian: It's extraordinary.
Liza: Isn't it exquisite?
Marian: I didn't know your mother was such an incredible seamstress.
Opal: Would you look at that. Heck, I couldn't even sew on a button without jabbing myself.
Marian: Oh, listen, darling, I think we should be leaving for the chapel any minute, ok?
Liza: Oh, I'm almost ready. Yes.
Opal: Well, I'll just give a hug for good luck.
Liza: Oh, thank you.
Opal: I got to be getting home, but I just wish you all the happiness in the world.
Liza: Thank you, Opal, and thank you for making me feel so beautiful and pampered.
Marian: Oh, my God!
Opal: What?
Marian: The cake.
Opal: What?
Marian: I remembered I've got to call La Petite Marmite and pick up the cake. I'd better call them right away.
Liza: Mother --
Opal: Ok.
Marian: Dixie, make sure that she gets to the wedding on time, ok?
Dixie: Ok, no problem.
Opal: We'll get the cake. Come on.
Marian: Ok, I'll see you later. Bye-bye.
Liza: Bye-bye.
Opal: Good luck today, honey. Bye-bye.

Liza: I think that sometimes I must be marrying the king of England or something because of all the -- the stuff that's been going on here today. I don't think I've had a moment's peace all day.
Dixie: Hmm. That sounds like a hint. Would you like a moment alone?
Liza: You know, actually, I wouldn't mind a heart-to-heart with my daughter before the wedding.
Dixie: I'll meet you downstairs.
Liza: Thank you.

[Liza talking to Colby]

Hello.
Hello.
Yes.
So what do you think? What do you think?
I don't want you to get all wrinkled.
Do you think that I'm making the right decision, that he's just the guy for me?
Huh?
Because I just love him. The three of us are going to be so happy together.

Hayley: You know what'd be great?
Mateo: What?
Hayley: Fireworks.
Mateo: Mm-hmm?
Hayley: You know, people can see them right from our restaurant, and we could have the music, the food, the dancing, the fireworks. Sort of like a package deal, you know?
Mateo: That sounds great.
Hayley: Yeah.

[Telephone rings]

[Mateo groans]

Mateo: Oh, I wonder who this is. Hello?
Max: Daddy
Mateo: Hey. Max, how you doing, buddy?
Max: Where are you?
Mateo: I'm at the beach with Hayley. We're having a picnic.
Ryan: I'm sorry, Matt. He vetoed the idea of the pond and just about everything else that I suggested. I told him to call his mom, but --
Mateo: No, no, no, no. Look, listen, Ryan --

[telephone beeps]

Mateo: Ooh, I'm sorry. Put Max back on the phone, ok?
Ryan: Ok.
Mateo: Hey, buddy, are you there?
Max: Daddy?
Mateo: Yeah?
Max: Are you mad at me?
Mateo: No, Max, I'm not mad at you.
Max: I miss you.
Mateo: I miss you, too, buddy.
Hayley: Go for it.
Mateo: Hey, Max, let me speak to Ryan, ok?
Max: No.
Mateo: No, it's ok. I think I know of a way to make us both happy.
Ryan: Yeah?
Mateo: Yeah, hey, listen, Ryan, why don't you bring Max over here to the beach? Hayley and I are having a picnic here, ok?
Ryan: Are you sure? I mean, we could find a little league game or go to the zoo or --
Mateo: No, listen, he needs me, ok? And thank you for trying. I'll see you in a few? Ok. Bye.
Mateo: I'm really sorry.
Hayley: I understand.
Mateo: It's just that when I was talking to him on the phone, he sounded so worried, you know, like he let me down.
Hayley: Listen, Max is going through a really rough time right now, you know?
Mateo: Yeah.
Hayley: At least we got to spend a little time together.
Mateo: We're going to spend more, right?
Hayley: Mm-hmm.
Mateo: Ok.

Ryan: Ok, up we go! There they are!
Max: Daddy!
Ryan: All right, careful.
Mateo: Hey, buddy. Come here. How you doing, huh?
Hayley: Hi, Max. Mateo: Say hi to Hayley.
Max: Hi.
Mateo: How was the fire station?
Max: Cool! I got to talk to the -- what was he called again?
Ryan: Captain.
Max: Oh, yeah, the captain, and he told me all about how fires are really bad and how people could get hurt.
Ryan: Maybe you need to give me some babysitting lessons.
Hayley: Oh, when it comes to Max, I'm the wrong person to ask.
Ryan: You know what? I don't know how you keep your cool.
Hayley: You know, when it gets really hard, I just sort of put myself in Max's shoes.
Ryan: Well, at least he's got two parents that love him.
Hayley: Hey, it's two more than you or I ever had, right?
Max: Can we call mommy?
Mateo: Oh. Well, hey, Max, you know, it's her day off, too. Why don't we just let her have some time alone for a while, ok?
Max: But the nurse said she was going to help her walk today.
Mateo: Oh. She's out of bed?
Max: Yeah.
Mateo: Oh. Oh.
Ryan: Hey, Max, why don't you come over here? I'll show you how to skip stones. Come here. All right.
Hayley: Maybe you should go check it out.
Mateo: Yeah. But what about our picnic?
Hayley: Well, we ate everything. It's ok. Go and spend a few hours over there with Raquel. I'm sure Max needs both of you.
Mateo: Ok. Well, how about Adam a Liza's wedding? We were supposed to go to that.
Hayley: It's not a big deal. I'll go by myself. It's ok.

Adam's voice: I am so grateful we have this chance to get it right.
I want to -- I want to grow with you.
I want to grow old with you. And along the way, I'll learn whatever Colby has to teach me. I --
I promise you to listen, to be patient, to try to understand, and to put you ahead of me, and us and Colby ahead of everything else.

Liza: So what do you think, Colby?
Huh?
Do you think I'm going to be half as beautiful as you?
Hmm. I don't think so.
But I'll tell you somebody who is going to be so incredibly handsome, and that's your father.
Because he has that silver hair and those blue eyes, and you know the way his face crinkles up right around the eyes when he smile?
Hmm.
I can't wait.
Yeah.
And you know what? Besides the day that you were born, this is going to be the most excellent day of my life.
Yeah.
Yes.

Adam: How many guards you have posted outside?
Barry: Since the last time you asked, six -- two at the front gate, two halfway up the drive, and two right outside the chapel.
Adam: Good. What about the photographs?
Barry: Done. They all know what Hayward looks like better than their own mothers.
Adam: What did you tell them to do if he shows up?
Barry: Shoot to kill.
Adam: Did I say that?
Barry: No, but you thought it. I told them to escort him promptly off the property.
Adam: Good. Edmund has his security forces surrounding my house. Let's just hope he doesn't show up incognito.
Barry: Oh, I almost forgot. If it's not your first wedding gift, I'm sure it'll be your favorite.
Adam: What is it?
Barry: The forensics report on the cash in the waterproof pouch.
Adam: Hayward's fingerprints?
Barry: All over it.
Adam: Excellent. I think we have all bases covered.

David: This is all a misunderstanding, Lieutenant. Nothing for you to concern yourself with.
Derek: I get this letter delivered by your attorney saying that Adam Chandler has killed you, and that's nothing? If that's your idea of a joke, sir, I'm sorry -- ha-ha -- you're under arrest.
David: No. It wasn't a joke.
Derek: Well, then what is it? I really don't appreciate people wasting my time, sir.
Joe: And I don't appreciate having the police come here on a wild-goose chase, upsetting staff, upsetting patients.
David: I am sorry, Joe. That wasn't my intent.
Joe: All right, I want an explanation, and I want it now.
David: I am a physician. I think I'm qualified to determine whether a person is alive or dead, and I can promise you that I am very much alive. Now, have I committed some kind of crime, lieutenant? Am I under arrest?
Derek: No, but I got to tell you --
Joe: You have a very flippant attitude, doctor.
David: I wasn't being flippant, Joe. But if either of you have any more questions, then I suggest that you bring them to my attorney, because right now, I have a wedding to attend.
Derek: Wait a minute. I --
Joe: Look, don't you know something about this? What were you arguing about?

Haley: You want some chicken? I think we got a drumstick.
Mateo: You know, I hate skipping the wedding because Hayley was really looking forward to going to that thing, you know?
Ryan: No, she seems pretty cool about going by herself.
Mateo: She hates going by herself, man, you know? Do you think that maybe you could -- I know you did us a big favor already today --
Ryan: No, stop, stop. I would be very happy to take Hayley to the wedding.
Mateo: You sure?
Ryan: Absolutely. I'm a big fan of Liza's. I'd love to.
Mateo: Thank you.
Ryan: You're welcome. All right, no problem.
Mateo: All right. Hey.
Hayley: I had such a great time today.
Mateo: Me, too. I'm sorry it had to end.
Hayley: Oh. It didn't end. It just --
Mateo: It was called on account of Max. Come here. I love you.
Hayley: Love you. All right, buddy, ready to go?
Ryan: All right, I'll see you, Max.
Mateo: Oh, thank you.
Ryan: Right.
Mateo: Let's go.
Hayley: I'm fine.
Ryan: Not even close.

[Doorbell rings]

Erica: Vanessa.
Vanessa: Erica, please don't turn me away. You're the only hope I have. Yes, but -- please, please. If you turn me away -- you're the only person in the world I can turn to.
Erica: You're wrong, Vanessa. You can't turn to me. You can't count on me. I'm not here for you. I told you I want you out of here. I made that perfectly clear.
Vanessa: I know, I know, I know, but when you hear what David has done, when you hear the horrible things he's going to say --
Erica: No, I don't care. Do you understand me? Please go!

Adam: Now, remember, I don't care what excuse Hayward gives you. He's a doctor. He may say that a patient beeped him. Don't believe him. It's just a ruse to crash my wedding.
Guard: Yes, sir.
Jake: Where's Hayward? Where is he? He said he was on his way over here.
Adam: Let him come. We're ready for him.
Jake: Well, that's nice. Are you ready for me?
Adam: Jake, did you see those two thick-necked fellows standing out there? They're guards I hired to keep Hayward out of here. They can just as easily pick you bodily up and escort you right out of this chapel, so why don't you please just go away.
Jake: Liza invited me to the wedding.
Adam: Yes, I know she did, and I'm taking this opportunity to uninvite you.
Jake: Oh, that's too bad because I'm here for a reason.
Adam: Well, are you going to inject yourself into every aspect of my life? It's bad enough I have to share my daughter with you. I don't want you here today.
Jake: I'm not here to throw rice at you. Adam, I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on between you and David Hayward.

Liza: So what do you think? Are you ready to go, my sleeping angel?

[Door closes]

[David is standing there]