Scott: Can I help you?
Woman: No, thanks. I've got it.
Scott: May I? Look -- this is North. And you are here.
Woman: But here is where we all are. Oh, no wonder I couldn't make heads or tails out of this map.
Scott: Longitude or latitude.
Woman: Anyway -- thank you, Scoutmaster, but I think I've got it from here.
Scott: You know, if you tell me where you're trying to go, maybe I could show you the way.

Dixie: [Singing] She's a big… She's a big fat llama ooh, she wants her mama yes, OLE
Tad: How did I accumulate so much stuff?
Jamie: What's this?
Junior: These are cool.
Dixie: Ho. Those? Hey, ho, Zorro! That looks like fun, but those are our fondue forks and they can poke your eye out.
Jamie: What's fondue?
Dixie: Fondue is a fascinating little concoction that seemed like a good idea at the time, then turned out to be not so much fun. These look brand-new.
Tad: They're not. It's a wedding present, from our last wedding.
Dixie: Oh.
Tad: What do you say, guys? Want to go upstairs and get some more junk?
Dixie: No, no, it's not junk. It's treasure. It's exciting, it's new, it's fabulous. And we need a sign -- a big sign. Somebody could make a sign that says, "Tag Sale Today" with glitter and stuff and colors, and we could make a whole bunch of little ones and post them all over the neighborhood. Hmm?
Jamie: We can use my new marker set. Come on.
Junior: Come on.
Dixie: Yes! OLE.
Jake: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Jamie and Junior: Hi, Uncle Jake.
Jake: Hi. Hello. Hola, hombres.
Dixie: Hola!
Tad: Hola.
Jake: Oh, my word.
Dixie: Senores.
Jake: What are you guys doing, moving to Mexico to work on a fishing boat?
Tad: Ugh. Is there nothing so tragic as the comically challenged? What do you want?
Jake: I just came by to check on things. I didn't know you guys were going to be back today. I'm glad I saw you before I saw this place. I'd think it got ransacked.
Tad: No, we're having a tag sale. See any treasure you want to buy?
Jake: Treasure? No, but I do see something that belongs to me.
Tad: Yeah. Hope you don't want it back. You can't be thinking about sailing away to Tahiti. You're a father now. You can't just shove off anytime you want.
Jake: Well, I don't want.
Dixie: We saw Colby today.
Jake: You -- where?
Dixie: We did, here. Liza brought her by for her first official visit.
Jake: Oh, she -- well, how did she look? I haven't seen her today.
Tad: Pretty much the way she did yesterday, I'd imagine. But she was a little happier because she got to dig on her Uncle Thaddeus.
Dixie: Yeah, she looked so gorgeous. As a matter of fact, I think I have something for her. I forgot to give it to Colby when Liza was here. Hmm.
Jake: Hmm.
Dixie: Let me find it.
Jake: Well, while you're looking, try to find an amulet to ward off evil spirits.
Dixie: An amulet? What do you need that for?
Tad: Yeah, what's going on?
Jake: Adam Chandler. Everything I feared was going to happen? Starting to come true.

Adam: I finally got that S.O.B. Hayward.
Barry: You're paying him off? I didn't even know that was a possibility.
Adam: No, no, no, no. This is money that Hayward gave Gillian and Ryan Lavery when they were running from the police. Obviously, Gillian convinced him to give them the money so that they could flee the country.
Barry: Let me understand this -- he gave them the money to evade the authorities in order to escape prosecution?
Adam: Exactly. So we have him for aiding and abetting, right?
Barry: And Gillian will testify to this in court?
Adam: Yeah. Yes.
Barry: Ryan, too?
Adam: Gillian I'm sure will, Ryan I'm not convinced. I don't know. I don't know.
Barry: So it may come down to Gillian's word against Hayward's. If Ryan doesn't cooperate, we're going to have to find something or someone to corroborate Gillian's story.
Adam: Yeah, well --

[knock on door]

Adam: I'm way ahead of you. Just a minute. Alfred. We were just talking about you.

Liza: What now, David? [Liza starts to open David's letter]

[Doorbell rings]

Erica: Liza, I need your help. You're the only one who can help me.
Liza: Oh, no, wait a second. My daughter's trying to sleep in the next room.
Erica: Oh, all right. Well, but this is very important. I mean, this cannot wait.
Liza: All right. What's going on?

Adam: Barry, this is Alfred Vanderpool. He's one of the vice presidents of Pine Valley Savings and Loan. Alfred, my attorney, Barry Shire.
Barry: Good to meet you, Alfred. Now I can put a face to the name.
Alfred: You know my name?
Barry: Why, sure. You don't remember mine? I handle transferences of funds in and out of Adam's accounts all the time. I assumed that as a vice president, you had signed off on some of my larger transactions.
Alfred: Yes, of course. I'm so sorry. Barry Shire. Yes, it's --
Adam: Yes, I asked Alfred over because he has some pertinent information about this matter we've been discussing.
Barry: Does he?
Adam: Mm-hmm.
Alfred: Mr. Chandler, you told your attorney?
Adam: Oh, Barry -- no, he's on our side. It's fine. You did bring the information?
Alfred: Oh, yeah. These are the serial numbers of the bills given to dr. David Hayward, totaling $100,000. As you can see, the January withdrawal date is clearly indicated.
Barry: We appreciate your cooperation, Alfred. Adam: I can't thank you enough for personally handling this situation, Alfred.
Alfred: Oh, not at all, Mr. Chandler. You are our largest depositor. I'm sure you have a -- a reason for needing all this information.
Adam: Oh, yes, yes, the very best reason there could possibly be.
Alfred: Oh.
Adam: I am on the board of directors, and I never forget a favor. So perhaps we could put a "senior" on top of that title of yours.
Alfred: Mr. Chandler, I'm happy to serve you at any time you may need me.
Adam: Thank you.

Barry: So, now all we have to do is tie that money to Hayward's surgically scrubbed little hands.
Adam: Isn't this enough?
Barry: Well, we've come this far. Let's make sure. I know this guy wired into the police department.
Adam: After those last two hiring fiascoes of yours?
Barry: I've used him before. He's a forensics expert. I'll have him dust the cash for David's fingerprints.
Adam: Fine, dust away, but make it quick.

Erica: I'm very sorry that I didn't get a chance to com by sooner. It's just that I have been otherwise occupied.
Liza: No, you don't have to apologize. I understand.
Erica: Well, you certainly were very understanding after my accident. I mean, I haven't forgotten how you actually tried to protect me from the press. That was such unusual behavior from you. And I must say if you hadn't intervened on my behalf, I mean, my image, my company, enchantment, would've been ruined.
Liza: Oh, I don't think so.
Erica: Oh, yes, I was about to take off my bandages. I mean, I was about to show my scars to the photographers and to the cameramen there, and had I done that, I mean, well, of course those pictures would have haunted me for the rest of my life. And can you imagine? Can you imagine if Bianca had seen those pictures published in the newspapers? Because she doesn't know yet -- I mean, not the extent of it.
Liza: I'm glad that I could help.
Erica: Well, I'll never forget your kindness.
Liza: Well, let's just say that I think I owed you. And now you've come to me for help, so what's going on?

[Colby cries]

Liza: Oh, excuse me. I'll be right back.
Erica: Oh, Liza. Oh, she's just enchanting. Hello.
Liza: Oh, she's taken with you. You want to come in? Please come in.
Erica: Yes, I'd love to.
Liza: We had our first official outing today.
Erica: Did you?
Liza: Yeah.
Erica: Does that apply to mommy, too?
Liza: Actually, it does. But I didn't mind one bit. Would -- would you like to hold her?
Erica: Oh, I'd love to hold her.
Liza: There you go. Oh, there goes your hat. There you go.
Erica: Oh, hello. Oh, what a beautiful baby. Hello, sweetheart.
Liza: Oh, my, you --
Erica: Did you have a good nap, honey?
Liza: You're just a natural. You know, you can tell people who are comfortable with babies and people who aren't just by the way that they hold them.
Erica: Well, I love babies. And she's such a wonderful little girl.
Liza: I tell you, I could just fall asleep just standing up, but I stand over her crib and I just watch her. I just love to watch her breathe.
Erica: You're a natural, too, Liza.
Liza: Well, thank you. Anyway, we're not talking about what you came here to talk to me about. My help or something?
Erica: Liza, I need to ask you something about David Hayward.

Dixie: Why would Adam hire a private investigator to follow you? I mean, what would he be grilling Gillian for information for? I mean, what does he want?
Jake: Well, at first I thought that he was looking for grounds to declare me an unfit parent.
Tad: What?
Dixie: That would be a typical Adam move.
Jake: Well, like I said, that was my first thought. But I don't think so. He's up to something. I don't know. I guess I'm back to where I started.
Tad: Hmm. Thanks for the update.
Jake: Uh-huh.
Dixie: Yeah, we'll keep our eyes and ears open.
Jake: Thanks.
Dixie: Speaking of which, there it is! Excuse me. My mother made this many, many moons ago.
Jake: Oh. Dixie, you sure you want to part with this? It's beautiful.
Dixie: I would be honored if Colby would wear it.
Jake: Thank you. I know I c speak for Liza and say that it is our honor. I'll bring Colby over when she wears it for the first time. In fact, I'm going to take it over there right now.
Dixie: Oh, there you go. That's a good excuse to visit.
Jake: Yes, it is a good excuse to visit. Maybe I can get a clue as to what else is going on, if you know what I mean.
Dixie: Yeah.
Tad: Come on. I'll walk you out.
Jake: Thank you.
Dixie: You're welcome.
Tad: You think Adam's going after Hayward again?
Jake: Yeah.
Tad: Well, at least you don't have to handle Adam on your own. We're in this together. Right, Uncle Jake? Jake: Right, Uncle Tad. Thank you.
Junior: Becca's not here yet? What's taking her so long?
Dixie: Hmm.

Woman: Ok, well, how far is it to town square?
Scott: Well, we don't actually have a town square, per se. But main street is right here. I could trace it out for you, if you'd like.
Woman: Ok. That'd be nice. Thank you.
Scott: All right. You're here. Here's where we all here. Just head east on this road here until you get to miller's junction. It's well-marked and not too far.
Woman: Great. Well, they're probably waiting for me, so I'd better go.
Scott: So you have relatives here in Pine Valley, huh?
Woman: That was a left at Miller's Junction, right?
Scott: No, left. That was a joke.
Woman: Oh. Just barely.
Scott: So, your license plate is from West Virginia. Is that where you're from?
Woman: That's where the truck's from.
Scott: My father's from there.
Woman: It's a pretty state.
Scott: You're just not letting a whole lot out, are you? I don't suppose you could tell me your name, could you?
Woman: A girl can't be too careful these days. You never know what kind of kook you might run into in the woods.
Scott: Well, if I'm a kook, I'm harmless, I assure you.
Woman: That's what they all say.
Scott: Uh -- hey, how's the book?
Woman: I haven't read it yet.
Scott: I see you like all types of music. But can't you tell me a little more about yourself other than you eat fried chicken and listen to country and rap music?
Woman all at the same time. And who says I eat fried chicken? My Ma gave me this, but I haven't touched it. Here, why don't you eat it.
Scott: Can't you at least tell me why you came to Pine Valley?
Woman: Good question.

[Door closes]
[truck starts]

Scott: Hey, wait, you forgot your --

[truck drives away]

Gillian: Yes, and then also item number 21426, in color code b. I know, I've got the same negligee in champagne, but, you know, black's classic. Yeah, sure, I'll hold.

[Gillian remembers]

Ryan: Just -- just answer the question, Gillian -- do you or do you not want a divorce?
Gillian: It doesn't matter what I want.
Ryan: Gillian, of course --
Gillian: You said you needed your space. Fine, I'm giving you your space. I'm setting you free.
Ryan: God, how did everything get so screwed up?
Gillian: I signed these papers. right? That's what you wanted. You want to look at it? Want to look at it?
Ryan: I believe you. You're still hurting, Gillian. You're still hurting, and all I want to do is I want to make it stop. I just don't know how.
Gillian: You want to make it stop? I'll tell you how to make it stop. It's easy.
Ryan: How? Gillian: Tell me to tear these up. Tell me that you still want us to be married. Can you do that?

[Doorbell rings]

Gillian: Yes, yes, the same credit card number. Sure. Hey.
Scott: Hey. Gillian: Hey, come in.
Scott: Did I come at a bad time?
Are you busy? Gillian: No. No, no, no. I'm just waiting for some confirmation number. Come in. Yes. Write this down. There's a pen. Uh-huh. Cf-005. Ok, thank you so much. Bye-bye.
Scott: Wow. Are these all order confirmation numbers?
Gillian: Uh-huh.
Scott: They're not all from today, are they? You got a full page of them.
Gillian: Why, is there some limit on the amount of orders you can place in one day?
Scott: No, I just thought you were watching your ducats.
Gillian: My buckets are fine. This is just some cheer-up shopping. So, what brings you by?
Scott: I just came by to see how you're doing.
Gillian: No, really.
Scott: Ok. I met a girl today at the boathouse, and she was -- well, it was a weird.
Gillian: "Weird," like how weird? Was she dressed strangely? Did she have a strange haircut? Horrible skin?
Scott: No, no, no. She was pretty. She just -- I mean, she had this hair that went on for days, down to here. It was that ringlet kind of hair, you know? And she had these eyes that just looked at you.
Gillian: Well, yeah. What else would eyes do?
Scott: A woman's eyes? Lots, believe me. I mean, she wasn't confrontational or anything, just really direct.
Gillian: So, who is this girl?
Scott: That's the thing. I haven't got a clue. I mean, I know she has one book. She had some CDs on country music and rap. She might or might not eat fried chicken. Oh, and she collects herbs. Other than that, she wasn't giving out any info at all about herself.
Gillian: Well, maybe that's a good thing. Maybe she's some golden digger.
Scott: I'm very certain she's no gold-digger.
Gillian: Oh, and how can you be so certain?
Scott: Well, I'm pretty good at spotting a golden digger coming. Spotted you, didn't I?
Gillian: Yeah, but I wanted more than your gold. I wanted your country, too.
Scott: Well, one out of two ain't bad. You're a changed woman, right?

[Scott looks at the check]

Scott: Adam Chandler? $200,000? Gillian, what have you done?

Dixie: All right, you guys, why don't you grab that box and I'll meet you right outside, ok?
Jamie: Ok.
Dixie: Oop. Got that one? Ok. Hey, hey, hey, hey. What do you think you're doing?
Tad: Making a path. Why?
Dixie: You want to take it easy? You have a strained back, along with many other muscles in your body.
Tad: Not to worry. I'll be fine.
Dixie: Ah, six words that strike fear into my heart.
Tad: All right, fine, how are these -- "hardy, har-har, I'll be careful"?
Dixie: That's better. I have plans for you and your back later.
Tad: Mmm. Delicious.

[Tad attempts to pick up large heavy box]

Tad: Ah!
Ah.
Ah.
Oh.
Help, help, help.
Oh. Oh.
Oh, this is bad.
This is not good.
Ow, ow, ow.
Ow.
Ow.
Ow, ow, ow.

[Doorbell rings]

Tad: I'll get it, honey!
I'll get it.
Don't come down.
Ow.
Ow, ow, ow.
Coming.
Woman: Who are you?
Tad: I live here. Who are you?
Woman: I'm someone who took a wrong turn at Miller's Junction because this sure looks like an alternate universe.

Liza: You know, I don't know why this day has suddenly become about David Hayward.
Erica: David Hayward? What do you mean?
Liza: Well, first a Leslie Coulson knocks on my door.
Erica: Leslie Coulson, the attorney?
Liza: You know her?
Erica: Well, yes, she's one of the lawyers who does pro bono work for teens against addiction. How did she know David?
Liza: Evidently, she's David's attorney.
Erica: And you said that she came over here? I mean, what did she want?

[Doorbell rings]

Liza: You know, we should've talked at WRCW. There'd be less traffic. In case you need it. Excuse me.
Erica: She'll be right back.
Liza: Hey.
Jake: Hey.
Liza: Today's not a scheduled day.
Jake: No, no, it's not, but I was given this gift for Colby and I just thought I'd drop it by.
Liza: Well, you're not fooling me. You just wanted to see her.
Jake: Well -- guilty. Guilty as charged. No, actually, I also wanted to have a word with Adam.
Liza: Oh, Adam's not here, but Erica is. She's holding Colby. Come on in.
Jake: Hi. Hi, Erica. It's good to see you.
Erica: Oh, it's good to see you, too, Jake. How are you? How's the rest of your family?
Jake: Oh, look at my little precious. Oh. They're fine. I'm sorry. Just have a hard time concentrating when my little girl's in the room. How is my little -- I heard you went out visiting today.
Liza: Yeah, we had our first official outing today. She's still wearing her traveling clothes.
Jake: That -- that's from Dixie.

[Colby cries]

Jake: She said she forgot to give it to you earlier.
Liza: Aw, look.
Jake: Open it, open it.
Liza: Let me open it now, see what it -- oh, isn't this precious?
Jake: Yeah, Dixie said that her mother made it, and Dixie wanted to give it to her niece. So what do you think? Hmm? Do you like it, my little princess?
Erica: Oh, my goodness. That's what my father used to call me -- "Princess."
Jake: Yeah, well, she is royalty with this regal brow and noble chin.
Liza: I'll tell you, she has your number. She is going to put it over on you. Oh, it's something else, isn't it? We, you know what? She can wear this to the wedding, actually. I think it's actually the perfect size for her.
Jake: You'd better be careful. She's going to -- she's going to steal your thunder there.
Liza: Oh, you know what? I don't care, not one little bit.
Erica: Well, I certainly think that this little Colby is one lucky lady to have two parents who love her so much. You just love her, don't you, Jake?
Jake: Yeah. She's the love of my life. Hmm. The love of my life smells like she needs her diaper changed.
Liza: Oh, oh. I can take care of that.
Jake: Oh, no, I'll do it, I'll do it. Is the stuff up in the nursery?
Liza: Oh, yeah. Thanks.
Jake: Yeah.
Liza: I'm so sorry for the interruption, but -- what was I saying? Oh -- Leslie Coulson. She came by and she gave me a letter. Let's see. Oh, yeah. It's out here.
Erica: She gave you a letter?
Liza: Yeah. Why don't we just see what this is all about right now.
Erica: That can wait. I really need to ask you something very important. Thank you. David Hayward and his mother have each told me very different versions of the same story, and I really don't know who to believe.
Liza: Well, Erica, who says you have to believe either one of them?
Erica: Well, I certainly have reason not to believe David, given his track record.
Liza: Yes, you do, and so do I. But I -- I can't help but feel that David has changed. I mean, we all know that he's ruthlessly ambitious and disgustingly arrogant, but yet --
Erica: Yet?
Liza: Well, he saved my life and my daughter's life. Colby was breech, and I don't even want to think about what might have happened if he hadn't jumped in at that moment.
Erica: So you believe he's changed?
Liza: I don't know anything for sure. All I'm saying is that I think there are a lot of sides to David Hayward and that he's a very complicated person.
Erica: And what about his mother? I mean, you didn't seem to believe her, either, so what do you know about Vanessa?
Liza: Well, I believe -- truly believe -- that she was the one who called the press when you were at the high school library that day. And I'm not helping you very much, am I?
Erica: No, it's not that. It's just a very, very confusing situation.
Liza: Well, maybe if you shared with me exactly what's going on with you, I could be of more help.

[Door opens]

Adam: Liza, I got the reports. Oh. You look so serious. What have you been talking about?
Erica: David Hayward.

Scott: All right, look, first you claim 100 grand from an ice hole in the lake. Now Adam Chandler, my uncle, is sending you checks for $200,000?
Gillian, why is it suddenly raining money on you?
Gillian: Thank you for being so concerned, Scott. And all because of a storm of money?
Scott: No, I'm concerned because my Uncle Adam is involved. Look, are you going to answer my question?
Gillian: Well, Adam wants to stop David Hayward and he thinks the money that David gave me can help him, so he offered me 200,000 for it, no strings attached.
Scott: No strings attached?
Gillian: Yeah, and I remember enough from our economics course to know and recognize a great investment when I see one. So, I mean, that's like, what, 100%? I think I made a great business transaction.
Scott: Are you nuts?

{Tad answers door bent over in pain]

Woman: I'm looking for Dixie Cooney. Is she here?
Tad: No.
Woman: Ok. I'm so sorry to have bothered you.
Tad: Oh, no. No, no, no, no, don't go away. I'm just kidding. Dixie Cooney-Martin is here.
Woman: Oh.
Tad: Come on in. Just walk this way.
Woman: I don't think I can. Hi. I'm Becca Tyree. I'm here with Dixie's stuff from Pigeon Hollow.
Tad: Yeah, just call me Igor.
Becca: Oh, ok.
Junior: Becca!
Becca: Hey, June bug! How you doing? Gosh, you're getting so big. Jamie, come here, sweet thing. Oh. Oh.
Dixie: Hi.
Becca: Hi! Oh! It's so good to see you.
Dixie: You, too! We were so worried about you. Let me look at you. You look fabulous.
Becca: Oh, you, too. Married life has treated you very well.
Dixie: Well, it's remarried life, but let's not split hairs. Have you met my husband, Tad?
Becca: You mean Igor?
Dixie: Igor?
Jamie: Dad?
Dixie: What happened?
Tad: Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine, honey, don't worry about it.
I'm just peachy.
I'm just going to -- I'm just going to walk this one off…..ow, ow..ohhhh
Dixie: And how did this happen?
Tad: I was picking up a box.
Dixie: Mm-hmm, yes. And did you happen to pick up a large box -- perhaps this box over here?
Tad: Well -- yeah, honey, that was the one.
Dixie: Tad J. Martin, I warned you to take it easy.
Becca: So you mean he's not like this all the time? You know, physically challenged?

[Tad groans]

Dixie: Sweetie. No, he's athletically challenged. He sprained every single muscle in his body rollerblading in the park.
Tad: Yeah, laugh it up.
Dixie: Yes, actually, it's hilariously funny. You know what, though? We're going to have to take you to the emergency room. Junior, would you -- honey, would run and grab my purse?
Tad: No, no, no. Don't go anywhere. We're not going to the emergency room.
Dixie: Well, you have to have somebody look at this. You have sprained something. You have to have an x-ray or something.
Tad: Yeah, and have Dad and Jake torture me for the rest of my life? No, thank you.
Dixie: All right, fine. How about a chiropractor? Opal knows this great lady who cracks backs.
Tad: Ah! No, no cracking. No good that is. I'm just -- just going to lie down. James?
Jamie: Yeah?
Tad: Go up to the hall closet and get me the heating pad.
Jamie: Ok, Dad. Becca: Excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really think the heating pad's a bad idea.
Tad: And that would be because?
Becca: Well, the worst thing you can do is put a lit match in a firecracker factory.
Tad: You lost me.
Becca: My grandmother's first rule -- never add fire to fire.
Tad: Well, with all due respect to your Grammy and firecrackers everywhere, I think I'm just going to settle for the heating pad.
Becca: Oh, sure. I mean, what do I know? I'm just a little country girl, and you're Igor, the coffee table.

Gillian: Why do you think I'm nuts?
Scott: Let me give you a crash course in Adam Chandler survival. First of all, never take anything at face value, and second, question everything that comes out of his mouth, and third -- and most important -- know that there are always strings attached.
Gillian: No, Scott, you weren't there. You didn't see Adam Chandler. He was actually sincere. He cared about how David Hayward mistreated me. And by him giving me this money, it's only his way of trying to make things little better for me.
Scott: And you believe that? Adam Chandler was thinking of himself. Ok, he is a master at manipulating people into doing exactly what he wants them to do and making them think that it's their idea, or else into doing them such a huge favor that they feel indebted to him for the rest of their life.
Gillian: We both want the same thing, and that is to put David Hayward away.
Scott: Ok. So now you're stuck in between David and Adam. That's a place you don't want to be, Gillian, believe me. Face it, Gillian -- my uncle used you.
Gillian: Yeah? Well, fine, so it's just another man who used me. But you know what? This time I'm not walking away with nothing. I'm walking away with something. The money David Hayward gave me cost me my marriage, and the money your uncle gave me can never buy me back my marriage, but maybe, Scott -- just maybe -- it can make me forget about how miserable I am.

Adam: Could I get you something, Erica? Some club soda, perhaps?
Erica: No, thank you.
Adam: Ah. You still haven't told me what brings you by.
Jake: The baby's asleep in the nursery.
Liza: Aw.
Adam: We have a full house, I see.
Liza: Oh, yes. Oh, Jake is the one who brought by the really beautiful dress that Dixie's mother made.

[Adam whispers to Erica]

Adam: Ah. What the hell is going on here? What did you tell Liza about Hayward?
Erica: I think you need to relax. I haven't upset your house of lies.

Erica: But Adam is right. You know, you really have had enough company for one day, so I think I will be going.
Liza: Are you sure? Well, we didn't get to finish our conversation.
Adam: Let me see you out.
Erica: That's all right, Adam. I can find my own way. I used to live here, remember? Liza, I'll be in touch. And, Jake, it was very nice to see you again. Liza, you have a beautiful baby
Scott: Gillian, I had no idea you were feeling so low. Look, who am I to advise you on anything? I just got back into town. I'm sure no authority on anything. Look, just do what you think is best, ok? You'll get no more flak from me.
Gillian: I promise that I'll watch out for your uncle.
Scott: Well, if you need any last-second survive tips, just call me, ok?
Gillian: Thank you. Scott, I know that money can't buy you happiness and shopping is just a diversion, but it's not even working these days. See that negligee there? I bought two of them in different colors, and nobody's probably even going to see me wear them.
Scott: I'm sure it feels that way now, but things will change.
Gillian: You think?
Scott: Yeah.
Gillian: Scott, when a -- when a person loses its true love, do you think it's ok for that person to date somebody else? Or do you think that that person should hold out at all cost?
Scott: I think that's a toughie. I think if it's over, if it's really over, then there's no reason why a person should sit around waiting for something that might or might not ever happen. You know, Gillian, you're young and beautiful, and you got the whole rest of your life ahead of you. You know, you deserve to be happy. I think you can move on.
Gillian: You deserve to be happy, too. So, do you want to join me for supper tonight? I promise I won't dig your gold.
Scott: No, thanks. I'm going to go swing around town and look for a mysterious woman.
Gillian: Hmm.

Becca: Here, let me just --
Tad: No! ! Get away from me. Get away from me.
Becca: Oh, you move pretty good for a coffee table. I've got to get my stuff out of the truck. I'll be right back.
Tad: Coffee table, my butt. Charming. I'm going to go upstairs and lie down on my heating pad. If she asks for me, you just tell her I had a furniture emergency.
Dixie: Would you just stop complaining? Becca's grandmother is known all over Pigeon Hollow as a healer.
Tad: Get out.
Dixie: If you are smart, you will stop moving around and let her work on you.
Tad: No. I've seen that episode of "Petticoat Junction," thank you very much.
Dixie: Oh, that's hilarious. Look, I'll give you two choices, ok? It's Becca or Jake. You pick.
Tad: Neither, thank you.
Jamie: Becca has a truck?
Junior: Yeah, 's really cool. You want to see?
Jamie: Yeah, sure. Come on.
Dixie: Look, we'll all see. We'll go and help her get her stuff. Sit! Stay.

[Becca hums]

Tad: What the hell is that?
Becca: Herbs.
Tad: Herbs? What am I supposed to do, smoke them or choke them?
Becca: You know, back home in Pigeon Hollow, we shoot horses to put them out of their misery.
Tad: Dixie!

Liza: I feel badly that we weren't able to finish our conversation and that we were interrupted. Jake and Adam can watch Colby.
Erica: No, really, what I needed was just for you to listen, and you did that. You've been very helpful to me.
Liza: Well, if you say so.
Erica: Yes, really. Things are, frankly, very much clearer now. So thank you. I -- I will be going.

{Erica runs into Derek Frye]

Erica; Derek.
Derek: Hello, Erica. Adam. Liza. Liza: Hi.
Adam: What can I do for you, Derek?
Derek: I need to talk to you about something.
Adam: Well, I'm busy right now. Can it wait?
Derek: No, it can't. It's about the murder of David Hayward.
Adam: David Hayward is dead?
Liza: My god. How did it happen?
Derek: We haven't recovered a body.
Liza: But you just said that he's --
Derek: Hayward's missing. He signed out of the hospital last week, and no one's seen him since.
Adam: Hayward's disappearance has nothing to do with me.
Derek: This says otherwise.
Liza: What's that?
Derek: It's a letter -- from David Hayward.