All: Surprise!
Janet: Happy birthday!
Trevor: Happy birthday, sweetheart.
Liza: Hayley?
Trevor: Hey, sweetheart, was it something we said?
Janet: What's wrong?
Adam: Why are you crying?
Tad: Maybe she doesn't like being videotaped.
Hayley: No.
Scott: Maybe we scared her.
Hayley: No, you didn't do anything wrong. I just -- I -- hi I can't believe that you all remembered my birthday.
Adam: Oh, how could we forget your 25th birthday?
Trevor: You made it through a quarter of a century, kid.
Janet: You make it sounds so old when you say it like that.
Trevor: Sorry. Didn't mean it.
Hayley: You guys didn't have to go to so much trouble for me.
Dixie: Oh, come on.
Janet: Why not?
Dixie: Like you're not worth it? Come on.
Tad: Look at the bright side, honey -- you're hosting a party at your own club. I mean, you get to keep the profits and the presents.
Trevor: Amen. Good idea. The day you were born was the happiest day of my life.
Adam: Quit hogging the birthday girl. Mateo! Come on. Come on over here and hug your wife.
Trevor: Yeah.
Tad: Come on.
Adam: She wants a hug.
Gillian: So, have you two set a wedding date?
Adam: Yeah, that's next on the agenda. I'm going to throw Hayley and Mateo the biggest wedding since P.T. Barnum. Scott, come on, get some footage of the happy couple. Come on, you two. Let's have a smile. Come on. Smile as bright as your future.

Marian: Ha. Never fear, Stuart, darling. Help has arrived.
Stuart: Marian, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at Hayley's surprise party.
Marian: And leave you to handle the gallery account all by yourself? Uh-uh-uh. Adam brought our present, along with our regrets, and now I'm here, so put me to work.
Stuart: I don't really need your help, but I'm glad you're here.
Marian: Of course you need my help, darling. You're an artist. Artists are not supposed to do numbers and profits and things like that. You got lipstick on you.
Stuart: I've got a computer program over here that they use in galleries all across the country, and it makes -- it's very simple.
Marian: You also have an opening next week and lots of paintings to uncrate, and Adam's accountant is driving you crazy for your fiscal year-end numbers -which I really think is rather silly, darling, since it's only June.
Stuart: No, no, the fiscal year ends in September. That's why Helen needs the figures ASAP.
Marian: Oh. Oh, ok. Do you have all the information on your hard drive, huh?
Stuart: Yeah, I got it all right here in the -- all the figures right here.
Marian: Hmm, "hard drive." That sounds so macho, doesn't it, darling? Listen, leave all the numbers to me, darling. You get back to work. I'll take care of everything.
Stuart: I don't know. I don't know. I've got -- well, everything's -- if something goes wrong, all of my figures are on there. I didn't save them.
Marian: Darling, Pine Valley realty -- we did everything, all our accounts on-line. I mean, so a condo to a Kandinsky -- I mean, what's the difference?
Stuart: Well, ok, if you want. If you want. I guess number-crunching has never been my favorite thing, anyway.
Marian: Well, then I'll take care of the numbers. Get to work.
Stuart: Ok, all you do is -- the program is called S.S.N.
Marian: Ok. That's it?
Stuart: Starry, starry night. Remember?
Marian: Oh, Stuart…Van Gogh, that's so romantic. I love you.
Stuart: I love you, too.
Marian: You get to work and I'll take care of everything here. It's going to be a piece of cake.
Stuart: Ok. Marian: Yeah, right up to S.S.N. Here we go. Now we just click -- oh, it's all right there. Oh, this is perfect. Now I'm going to click and go into the other thing up here. Click, and -- uh-oh. Oh, my gosh. Stuart, something horrible happening here. I have no idea -- delete, delete. Nothing's happening.

[Erica groans]

David: Erica?
Erica: Hmm?
David: Can you hear me? It's David.
Erica: David?
David: Mm-hmm. I'm right here. Can you wiggle your toes? Good. Now squeeze my hand. Very good.
Erica: Is Dr. Fascinella ready to operate now?
David: Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the operation's over.
Erica: Over?
David: Mm-hmm. It took a little over six hours, but you're back in your room.
Erica: Was the surgery a success? Is my face still scarred? Was Dr. Fascinella able to -- to repair the damage completely?
David: Rest Erica.
Erica: I can't relax. I'm so worried. I'm scared to death. It's my future. It's my life.
David: You came through the surgery like a champion. Your vital signs were strong and steady.
Erica: Well, I'm glad.
David: I was worried that the procedure might stress out your heart, but you proved me wrong.
Erica: But my face --
David: I wouldn't allow any other patient to do that, by the way.
Erica: Will there be scarring to my face?
David: We won't know that until the bandages come off.
Erica: Well, when will that be?
David: Tomorrow.
Erica: Surely -- surely the doctor has some idea.
David: Eduardo said that the surgery went exactly as he expected. We're both hopeful that you're going to be more than happy with the results.
David: I'll take care of that.
David: Ok.

Marian: Oh, come on, please. Come on, please! Oh, come on, come on, come on! I'm going to throw you out the window. That's what I'm going to do.
Adrian: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down now. You don't want to manhandle this baby.
Marian: What took you so long?
Opal: We lit out the minute I got your S.O.S. I nabbed Adrian and Belinda on their way to the movies.
Belinda: Marian, what's the problem?
Marian: Look, out of the goodness of my heart I told Stuart that I would do his fiscal year-end numbers for his accountant. And everything was going along beautifully, and suddenly the machine went berserk!
Adrian: All right. Can you be a little bit more specific about this?
Marian: Ok, all kinds of these hieroglyphicky numbers appeared on the screen and then nothing -- disappeared.
Adrian: All right. Let me take a look here, all right?
Marian: Please, Adrian, you've got to do something because all of start's business records are in this machine. If anything has happened and we can't find it again, I'm going to never forgive myself, ok?
Opal: Don't panic, now. Adrian is a computer wiz. Just don't panic yet.
Stuart: Ah. I thought I heard voices.
Opal: Oh, hey.
Belinda: Hi.
Stuart: Belinda, Adrian.
Adrian: How are you?
Stuart: It's good to see you.

Jake: Uncle Jake rolled doubles, so he gets to go again.
Junior: Man, you're beating us by a mile.
Jake: That's because I played this game years longer than you boys.
Jamie: They had this game when you were a kid?
Jake: Yeah, yeah. What are you saying, back when the dinosaurs roamed the planet, huh?
Jamie: You're not that old.
Jake: Thank you, James. No, I'm not. In fact, your father and I used to play this game. We'd have marathon sessions, and Grandma Ruth would come in and tell us to turn the lights off. We'd grab the board and go in the closet and play the rest of the night. Don't be getting any ideas. But if you do, one thing you can do is you take your pillows, you stuff them under your sheets so if Tad checks on you, it looks like you're sleeping.
Jamie: You're pretty cool, Uncle Jake.
Jake: Yes, I am. Many people think that, James, thank you very much. Better watch what I say in front of the b-a-b-y, though.
Junior: You know what I just figured out? Colby's going to be 1 in the year 2000. Isn't that awesome
Jake: That is awesome. So it's your turn. What are you guys going to do this summer besides go to day camp?
Jamie: Well, Dad and Dixie are taking us to Willow Lake.
Junior: Yeah, Tad knows a place where we can find, like, these Indian arrowheads, shark teeth -- lots of cool junk like that.
Jake: Oh.
Jamie: Yeah. We're going to hike around the lake, and we're going to camp out at night on the shores and catch fireflies.
Jake: That's cool.
Junior: Yeah, you and Colby could come if you'd like.
Jake: She's a little young to be roughing it, but you guys will have a lot of fun.
Jamie: If Dixie doesn't get locked in the bathroom again.
Jake: What?
Junior: On our last trip, m got locked in the bathroom.
Jamie: We had to get her out.
Junior: Jeez, mom and Tad are always getting into some kind of trouble.
Jamie: They're lucky they have us.
Jake: Yeah, they are.
Jamie: Hey, Junior and I made a pact. Not blood brothers because mom says that's too dangerous.
Junior: But we spit on it.
Jake: Spit, huh? Spit's legal and binding in this state. So, what's the pact? Unless it's a secret.
Jamie: Well, since we're back together again, we don't want anybody or anything to split us up, ever.
Junior: Yeah. We're a team -- me, Jamie, Tad, and Dixie. That's the way it's going to be from now on.

[Music plays]

Tad: Hayley doesn't look like she's having a whole lot of fun.
Dixie: Mateo doesn't look too jazzed, either.
Tad: What's the deal, huh?
Dixie: Well, you know, Hayley did tell me that she was seeing -- that max was seeing this child psychologist.
Tad: They're in family therapy?
Dixie: Yeah. Apparently this psychologist told Hayley that she shouldn't do anything that's a threat to Max.
Tad: Like what?
Dixie: Like having another baby. Having a baby, in her case, and getting married again. I mean, just seems like she's put so much of her life on hold for Mateo's son.
Tad: Yeah, but it's not le her biological clock's about to go off. She's only 25. I mean, they've got plenty of time to start their own family.
Dixie: Such a man, honey.
Tad: Yeah, I know. Thank you.
Dixie: You know, women bond with their babies before they're born, sometimes before they're even conceived. Asking a woman to break that bond, even if it's for a good reason, would be devastating to any woman.

Adam: This is -- we're not doing stills here. This is video. It's moving, moving. You're supposed to be moving. Put your arm around her.
Hayley: Hey, Spielberg? We're going to take a five. Is that ok?
Scott: I've got to change my videotape.
Liza: Why don't you call Jake for a Colby update?
Adam: You're getting rid of me.
Liza: Yes, I'm getting rid of you.
Adam: All right.
Liza: You know, if you're looking for somebody to blame for this party, it was really my idea.
Hayley: No, it was really sweet.
Liza: Then why do you look like you want the earth to swallow you whole?
Mateo: I'm going to go help Ryan.

Scott: Liza?
Liza: Yeah?
Scott: Would this be a bad time to pitch you on something?
Liza: Could you wait because -- Hayley and I -- go ahead.
Scott: Ok. I got a new concept for my documentary.
Liza: Oh, yeah, I heard about it. Tad told me. "49 Ways to leave your lover"?
Scott: Yeah.
Liza: Yeah.
Scott: Well, I figured men and women usually fall in love the same way, but when it comes to breakups, they can be pretty creative. I was hoping I could use some of the facilities at WREW, the editing room or whatever?
Liza: Mm-hmm.
Scott: I have no budget.
Liza: Well, surprise. Yeah, you can use whatever you want as long as you don't disrupt ongoing production.
Scott: And I'm going to talk to Adam a little later about getting some funding.
Liza: Well, I could use my influence.
Scott: I'd rather talk to him myself. I could use the practice.
Liza: All right. Well, Adam will have you combat-ready in no time, mister.
Adam: Hey, is this a party or a wake? Ryan, crank up the music a bit.

[Music gets louder]

Adam Young lady, I haven't done a samba since they closed the Coconut Grove. Would you risk it?
Adam: Mateo, I'm sure you're a much better dancer than I am, and I know Hayley wouldn't mind if you cut in.

Marian: Stuart show Opal around the gallery. Opal is in need of some higher art forms. Aren't you, darling?
Opal: Oh. Well, yeah. I mean, after my marriage To Palmer, the only direction is up, right? I mean, he ripped everything off the walls including the picture hooks.
Belinda: Right. And she brought Adrian along to advise her. You know, he has an extensive background in art history.
Stuart: Oh, are you a collector?
Adrian: Oh, no, I just know some of the more popular artists.
Marian: Stuart, you remember that shipment that came in from New York last week? Big paintings, very chic and avant-garde.
Stuart: Yeah.
Belinda: Why don't we go take a look at those?
Opal: Oh!
Stuart: Well, I'll be glad to show you around.
Marian: No, Stuart -- no, don't leave me alone, darling.
Stuart: Marian, what's the matter?
Marian: Well, you know how irresistible I find you, don't you, and it's just something -- I have to kiss you right now.

David: Is that pain?
Erica: My face.
David: Well, that's a good sign.
Erica: A good sign?
David: Mm-hmm. Pain is a sensation. If you feel it, your nerves are in good working order.
Erica: Oh. Right now, I wish they were out of order.
David: And making a joke is a sign that you haven't lost your sense of humor.
Erica: But will I ever play the piano again? You said one day I'd look back at all this and laugh. Remember?
David: I was a jerk.
Nurse: You're awake.
Erica: Yes.
Nurse: Good. I'm here to administer your pain medication.
David: Wait a minute, wait a minute. What is this? Demerol? Thanks, but no thanks. Get that out of here.

[Music plays]

Adam: Hayley, Mateo, show the rest of us how it's done.
Tad: So, you want to join in the fun and frolics?
Dixie: Oh, behave.
Tad: Why? I want to get down and dirty with my wife on the dance floor.
Dixie: Well, you can get down, but could you save the dirtiness for the boudoir?
Tad: Ooh. And I thought bouncing on the bed was fun. Far as I'm concerned, whenever I'm with you, all is right with the world.
Dixie: Hmm. I wish I could say the same for Hayley and Mateo. You think they had a fight?
Tad: Maybe, or maybe it's all this Raquel and Max stuff. Just goes to show you -- secrets don't like being kept in the dark.

Gillian: I wish Ryan and I were as happy as Hayley and Mateo. They must be the two happiest people in the world.

[Music stops]

Adam: All right, everyone, it's time for Hayley to open her presents. There's one here from Stuart and Marian. They send their regrets along with their love.
Hayley: Oh, wow. That's really something.
Trevor: Is that a Stuart original?
Adam: Of course is.
Janet: Looks a little like a Rodin.
Trevor: Oh, Rodan, like the guy in the movie "Rodan and Godzilla"? That one?
Janet: "Rodan vs. Godzilla"? No, not that one.
Trevor: No?
Gillian: Hayley, open mine. That one.
Hayley: Oh.
All: Ooh.
Gillian: Well, it's really for you and Mateo.
Hayley: Mateo and I both thank you.
Janet: Something's not right.
Trevor: Why? Why do you think that?
Janet: Well, some of the girls were talking at the Glamorama.
Trevor: Yeah?
Janet: Someone said they saw Hayley check in all by herself at the Valley Inn.
Trevor: I don't like the sounds of that. Hey, Tink, we got to have a little confab. We'll wait on the presents. Everybody, hit the dance floor!

[Music plays]

Hayley: This is my party. I cannot leave my guests.
Trevor: Tink, something's going on here, and I know you like I know me. Something ain't right here. Now, spill. How come you're so down in the mouth?

[Music plays]

Hayley: Look, so I'm not into birthdays. You're only as young as you feel, right?
Trevor: That's not it, Tink, and I know I'm right.
Janet: We need a family council.
Hayley: I know what you guys are up to.
Trevor: Talk to me.
Hayley: Tim is still in Paris. Amanda's hardly a mouthful. You're just looking for somebody to chew up and spit out.
Trevor: No, that's not it, and you know it.
Janet: We care about you. We want to know if you're hurting inside.
Trevor: Why don't we go someplace out of the spotlight and you can let your hair down? Hmm?
Hayley: My office.
Dixie: Oh, Hayley. Hi. Can we give this to you now? We have to check out early. Tad: Yeah, unfortunately
we left Jake in charge of Jamie and Junior, Colby, and a frog.
Hayley: Well, you guys didn't have to get me anything.
Dixie: Oh, come on. It's a weekend for you and Mateo at the Sleepy Hollow Inn.
Tad: Open it.
Hayley: "If you want to take a bath, leave the bathroom door open." Signed, "a friend."
Tad: Words of wisdom, honey. Trust me.
Dixie: I'll call you up and explain later. Ok.
Hayley: Thanks a lot.
Dixie: Yeah. Happy birthday.
Hayley: Thanks.

Gillian: I don't think Hayley liked my present.
Mateo: What makes you think that?
Gillian: Because I have a sixth sense about this and she just left to the back room with Trevor and Janet and -- I just know.
Mateo: Listen, Gillian, Hayley needs her friends to stay close to her right now. Can I count on you to be there for her?
Gillian: Of course you can. But what about you? Where are you going to be? Mateo, is something wrong with you and Hayley?
Mateo: Wrong? No. No.

Gillian: Hey, Ryan.
Ryan: Hey. What's happening?
Gillian: That's exactly what I want to know, but nobody wants to tell me the truth.
Ryan: So you came to me for a reality check?
Gillian: Yes. Because you're the only one who will always tell me the truth, no matter how much it hurts. What's wrong with Hayley and Mateo?
Ryan: Everything. Hayley moved out.
Gillian: No. No, you're not serious.

Scott: Look, I'm not hitting you up for a loan. I'd just like -- I'd like to cash in a bit of my trust fund to cover the production costs.
Adam: So you want men and women to go on camera and share their worst breakup stories.
Scott: Yeah, I'm calling it "49 ways to leave your lover."
Adam: You don't want me as a subject?
Scott: Not if you don't want to.
Adam: I don't. But I kind of like it. It's edgy. I bet I could get you a commercial distributor.
Scott: You're kidding.
Adam: Well, I still have some contacts in Hollywood. I'll make a few calls on one condition.
Scott: Well, name it.
Adam: That you forget the trust fund. I'll underwrite the commercial costs. If you're going to be the next George Lucas, I want to make darn sure that I have a percentage.
Scott: Thank you. Wait till I tell Dad.

Stuart: Oh, your kisses are just kapow, just like Liechtenstein. But we -- we have, you know, customers.
Marian: Oh, I'm sorry, Opal. Art just really turns me on. I hope you understand.
Opal: Oh, yeah, newlyweds locked in mortal passion. I suppose there was a time when I felt that way about Palmer, back before the flood.
Stuart: I'd better go ask Adrian if he has any questions.
Marian: Oh, he looks like a man who really knows what he likes, Stuart.
Stuart: Well, just in case --
Marian: Oh, no, please don't go.
Adrian: You can ditch the cover story.
Stuart: Is that my laptop?
Marian: Oh, no, of course not, darling. All laptops look alike.
Adrian: Marian, I think it's about time we came clean with Stuart.
Marian: Oh, of course. You're right. Stuart, please forgive me.
Stuart: For what?
Marian: Well, when I logged onto your computer earlier, I must have pressed the wrong key and the machine went crazy.
Adrian: That's not exactly what happened.
Marian: No, it's not even the half of it, Stuart. I think that your machine has crashed and that you've lost all your records.
Belinda: Marian, Marian, let Adrian get a word in edgewise.
Marian: There's just no excuse. I called Adrian because I was in deep trouble. It's not his fault. It's all my fault. I did it.
Adrian: No, it's not your fault.
Marian: It's not my fault?
Adrian: Someone attacked Start's computer with a virus. Someone who wanted to hurt you really bad.

David: Ms. Kane doesn't need pain medication.
Nurse: But Dr. Fascinella --
David: I will talk to the doctor myself. Thank you.
Erica: David, the pain is getting worse. Why did you send her away?
David: Because she was about to inject you with a controlled substance that is highly addictive. And given your history, I didn't think that was a very good idea.
Erica: No. Thank you. Thank you for being so conscientious. But, David, I -- I don't know if I can manage this pain without any help.
David: You don't have to. I'm right here. Now, the first thing I'm going to tell you -- don't hold your breath. Let it out. Don't try to fight the pain, ok? Just breathe into it. It's the best advice I can offer you.
Erica: Would you take it?
David: Well, everyone knows that doctors make the worst patients. But it is something that I learned in med school, and apparently it works. You probably used breathing when you first gave birth to Bianca, right?
Erica: Well, but I -- I got a beautiful baby.
David: Now your own beauty is going to be your reward when you get through this. Is it working?
Erica: Well, what if it is? Would I give you the satisfaction?
David: There's that fighting spirit. Since you're feeling so feisty, why don't we go somewhere?
Erica: Hmm?
David: Close your eyes and listen to my voice.
Erica: Ok.
David: You're walking barefoot along a white sand beach. The sun is shining down upon the turquoise waters. There are dolphins swimming in the waves.
You look down the beach, and you see two people approaching, two dots on the horizon. But as they get closer, you recognize them, and you begin to run to catch up to them.
You grab their hands. Your mother is holding your left and and Bianca's holding your right.
Then all of a sudden you begin to fly, high above the waves like a sea gull. You've never felt more free, more at peace, and more happy.

Trevor: You split with Mateo?
Hayley: Yes.
Trevor: It's temporary, right? I mean, until this thing with Raquel gets worked out?
Hayley: I honestly don't know.
Trevor: Well, whatever it is, don't you think it's a little radical, you taking off on your own and splitting like that?
Janet: Trevor, I'm sure that Hayley has her reasons.
Trevor: Yeah, well, I'm sure she does, too. I'm just thinking if she had come to us and talked about it, we might've been able to work out the worst part.
Hayley: The worst part is that after thinking of everything I could possibly think of, I still found myself alone with an open vodka bottle and an empty glass in my hand. And I poured a nice healthy shot and took aim like I was playing a game of Russian roulette. But I didn't take the drink. I didn't shoot. But it scared me enough, so I told Mateo that it was either him or my sobriety, and he mercifully let me go.
Janet: I know what it's like to feel so mixed up inside that you do things that you never thought you were capable of.
Trevor: Tink -- whatever you want to do, you can count on us -- you hear me? -- 100%, All the way. You got a plan?
Hayley: I'm just working my program. You know, I'm trying to focus on doing the next right thing and not take that drink, one minute at a time. I'm starting over -- 90 meetings in 90 days.
Janet: I've never been to an AA Meeting, but I got a pretty good idea what the next right thing might be.

[Music plays]

Gillian: Hayley and Mateo were my hope -- you know, no matter how bad things were, a happy ending was always possible.
Ryan: I knew zero about love. I'd never seen it done right until I met them.
Gillian: So then they gave you hope, too?
Ryan: You mean that you and I could finally get it right? I don't know about that necessarily, but they certainly -- they made me wonder.
Gillian: I just -- I just can't believe that they just stopped loving each other.
Ryan: I don't think they have.
Gillian: So then maybe there is hope after all.
Ryan: Look, you -- you believe whatever you want to believe -- fairy tales with happy endings, whatever gets you through the night. Because there's one thing that I do know for sure -- we're all afraid of the dark.

Mateo: Hey, Ryan, can you cash out after closing, please?
Ryan: Yes. Yeah, absolutely.
Mateo: Ok.
Ryan: Man, you ok?
Mateo: Yeah, I'm ok.

Jake: Make a run for it, boys. The jig's up.
Dixie: You guys are busted.
Tad: You are obviously a bad influence.
Dixie: It is way past your bedtime.
Tad: Hey. Did you snow your Uncle Jake? Excellent. Come here. Here's a buck for each of you. Make sure you spend it on something that rots your teeth.
Dixie: Tad.
Tad: I'm just kidding. Come on, let's go to bed. Quick, quick. Quick, quick, quick, quick. Brush your teeth.
Jake: Good night, boys.
Tad: Don't just wet the toothbrush, either. I invented that trick.
Dixie: So, did the boys behave themselves?
Jake: Oh, yeah, they were great.
Dixie: Good Colby's sleeping like an angel.
Jake: I gather you didn't tell Tad about the pregnancy?
Dixie: No, the timing wasn't right, ok?
Jake: Dix, you got to tell him.
Dixie: I know. All right, Jake? I don't need you telling me what to do.

David: You won't feel any pain now, Erica. Sleep. Dream sweet dreams.

[Erica dreams]

David: All right, Erica, I'm going to remove the bandages now. Let's see if the operation was a success.

Adrian: Computer virus that killed your memory system. When Marian came over and logged on, it activated a self-destruct mechanism. The same results would have happened no matter who entered the program. You would've been looking at a computer meltdown.
Marian: But Stuart is an angel on earth. Who would ever want to hurt him that badly?
Opal: I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count. Palmer said you crossed him, Stuart, and he was going to find a way to get you back.
Adrian: Yeah. He had the means, the motive, and he definitely had the opportunity.
Stuart: I took the stand against Palmer so he wouldn't get custody of Petey.
Opal: That's right, and he thinks he's got us beat. But you know something? He hasn't seen the program I'm designing just for him.

Janet: Hayley, I know what it's like to be alone when you're in trouble.
Trevor: You thinking what I'm thinking?
Janet: Come stay with us till you get this thing sorted out.
Hayley: You guys are sweet, but I can't do that.
Trevor: Ah, we ain't going to take no for an answer.
Hayley: This is my problem.
Trevor: All right, you work your problem at our house. Arlene once told me the worst thing for an alcoholic is to work the problem walking around alone inside the head.
Hayley: Yeah, it's definitely not the safest neighborhood for me these days.
Janet: So it's all settled. You'll come home with us.
Trevor: Hmm?
Hayley: Only for a couple of days. I really have to do this on my own.
Trevor: However long you want.
Hayley: Thanks, you guys. I love you so much. I don't know what I would do without you.
Trevor: Hey, don't start with the waterworks. You'll get us both going here. Tink, whatever you do next will be the right thing. You hear me?
Janet: So we're going to leave the birthday party, we're going to check you out of the Valley Inn, and we're going to check you into Tim's room.
Trevor: Hey, all right. We'll take the back way, avoid any well-wishers, ok?

[Music plays]

Scott: I'm sorry we couldn't say good-bye to Mateo and Hayley.
Adam: Well, I don't blame them for cutting out. I'm sure Hayley wanted to spend what's left of her birthday somewhere a little more private.
Ryan: Well, I'll make sure she gets her presents.
Adam: Good. Thank you. Good night, Ryan.
Ryan: Good night. Good night, Scott.

Ryan: Princess, can I get you something? A margarita? You ok?
Gillian: I just feel like somebody turned out all the stars and took away the moonlight. How do you find your way in the dark?
Ryan: I don't know.
Gillian: You know, as long as Hayley and Mateo were together, it gave me hope. Now there's just nothing.

Dixie: Look, Jake, I'm going to tell Tad, all right? I'm going to take your advice. I just -- I just have been waiting for Tad and I to have a little bit of time alone. I just wanted a few hours worth of fantasy where I could say to myself, "Dixie, you're going to have a baby," and have it be a happy thing.
Jake: Yeah.
Dixie: Because I know Tad is going to shoot it down. I know he's not going to let me bring a child into this world and risk my own life doing it, ok, so -- I'm just -- I'm just going to get up all of my strength and energy so that, you know, I have this -- going in I have -- and the child knows that he has somebody on his or her side, ok? So that when I tell Tad the news and the consequences, it's a fair fight.
Jake: Dix, none of it's fair. I want to help you through this. I do. But the reality is that you could be eight or nine weeks along.
Dixie: I know. I'll -- I'll go tell Tad. I'll tell him right now.
Jake: Ok.
Dixie: Ok?
Jake: Good night.
Dixie: Good night.

Erica's voice: Don't keep me waiting. How do I look?