Marian: Oh, dear, just smell that honeysuckle. The night air is so soft.
Stuart: And so are you.
Stuart: Ah, you're so beautiful, I can't concentrate.
Marian: [As Scarlett O'Hara] Oh, why, Mr. Butler, you do say the sweetest things. But I'm afraid they're not going to turn my head. I mean, they're just not.
Stuart: [As Rhett Butler] well, I didn't say them to turn your head, Miss Scarlett. I said them because it's true.
Marian: Oh, fiddle-dee-dee. Whether it's true or not, frankly, my darling, I just don't give a damn.
Stuart: Well, I do.
Marian: You do?
Stuart: Frankly, darling, I give a great big doggone damn.
Marian: Why, whatever do you mean by that?
Stuart: I mean by that that I love you more than all the azaleas in the garden.
Marian: Oh, my heart.
Scott: Ahem.
Stuart: [Normal voice] Scott! Scott, you're home!

Tad: Hey, Dad?
Joe: Yeah?
Tad: Do you have any -- do you have any antacid?
Jake: What, the lasagna?
Tad: Yeah. I don't think it likes me.
Jake: Oh, it was Mom's recipe. You've eaten it before.
Joe: Yeah. And, you know, she got the recipe from Mrs. Messina, who's a very, very good cook.
Tad: Yeah, maybe it's not the food.
Joe: Oh. Uh -- how's your feet?
Tad: Last I checked, they were in my socks. Why?
Jake: Sounds like the old dreaded pedis frigidis.
Joe: Oh, well.
Jake: Thanks, dad.
Tad: What is this?
Joe: Well, Jake bet the cold feet onset would be before 8:00 And mine was after 8:00.
Tad: Cold feet? What, about marrying Dixie?
Jake: Yeah. You should have seen yourself with that tux guy.
Tad: Mr. Simms? That was different. That was the fear of fashion, my friend. It's a completely different set of symptoms. You give the money back.
Jake: Why should I?
Tad: Because this has got nothing to do with Dixie.
Joe: Then what's the problem?
Tad: I don't want to go to this stupid bachelor party tonight.
Jake: Oh, you're kidding.
Tad: No, I'm not kidding. You know, I've been there. I've done that.
Jake: So, what, we're supposed to miss out on the fun?
Tad: I'm the groom, I outrank you.
Jake: Since when?
Tad: Since the only thing I want to do this evening is get good night's rest so I'll be nice and beautiful and rested for my bride-to-be tomorrow.

Opal: Oh. I have not had that many of my body parts moving since high school.
Janet: Since high school? How about since never?
Belinda: Well, I think we should open up our own studio.
Brooke: Oh, I think we should open up a chain of studios.
Janet: You guys are nuts. We'd be dead in a week.
Brooke: Oh come on. We were great.
Belinda: Yeah, they're going to love us.
Opal: Yeah, they're going to fall out.
Janet: "Fall out"? Fall over, maybe. They'll never recover.
Belinda: Hey, where's Hayley?
Dixie: Oh, she said she's going to catch up.
Belinda: Can you catch up on something like this?
Dixie: I have a feeling that she can. She said she had to go over to the club and arrange some things with Mateo.
Opal: Oh, water. Water.
Brooke: On the counter in the kitchen.
Opal: All right.
Janet: Oh, me, too.
Belinda: Me, three.
Brooke: Listen, is Hayley ok? Really. She seemed a little down this afternoon at the shower.
Dixie: No, she's great. She's -- she's great, you know. She just -- she's just got to work out some things with Mateo.

Hayley: Hey.
Ryan: Hey.
Hayley: Are the setups on the tables?
Ryan: Yeah, everything's ready to go. This ok?
Hayley: Yeah. What about the salsa pots?
Ryan: They're in the kitchen, waiting to be filled. Should I go fill them?
Hayley: Uh -- no. Wait for the party people.
Ryan: Ok. Well, that's about it, then. Ready to go. See, these are stacked. The sound system's warming up.
Hayley: Good. Good.
Ryan: Hey, how are you feeling?
Hayley: Oh. Still breathing.
Ryan: How's Mateo?
Hayley: Haven't told him yet.
Ryan: Look, you know what? You need a day off. I can take care of everything.
Hayley: Oh, no, no. That's ok. We'll find time to talk.
Ryan: Look, I know --
Hayley: But thank you.
Ryan: You're welcome. I know how much you wanted this baby.
Hayley: It was just our first shot, you know? We missed. It's ok, we'll try again. It'll happen eventually, right?
Ryan: Absolutely. Absolutely. Look, I better go pump up the new keg.
Hayley: Oh, better you than me.
Mateo: Ah. Hey. You feel so good.
Hayley: Hmm.
Mateo: Both of you. Is that possible, though, you know? Since you're so early along, is it -- is it possible for the baby?

Dimitri: Hear ye, hear ye! Let it be know that the meathead brigade is here!
Edmund: In other words --
Trevor: We're here!
Adrian: Good evening, Mr. And Mrs. Santos.
Jack: And all the ships at sea.
Dimitri: [Imitating a pirate] Aye, 'tis a fine night to be walking the plank.
Edmund: [Imitating a pirate] Aye, that it is, Matey.
Adrian: [Imitating a pirate] Aye, that it is.
Trevor: Oh, come on, guys. Being a married man ain't that bad.
Dimitri: Ah, but Trevor, not withstanding, all good men deserve one final fling, including tad martin. I expect no less from you men if the same fate should befall me again.
Mateo: Ok, not that you guys haven't started drinking already -- the bar's open, help yourself.
Jack: Come on. Let's go get a coat for your tongue.
Dimitri [normal voice] oh, no. Seriously, guys, what is it going to take to get you back at Wildwind?
Edmund: [Normal voice] Since you and the Laverys have been gone. Wildwind's like a morgue.
Dimitri: Yeah, worse than that, worse than that.
Ryan: Don't tell me you miss the Laverys.
Edmund: Ah, the memories -- oh, the flying glass and the screaming.
Dimitri: Those were the days.
Ryan: Yeah, well, you'd probably be out of breakables if we were still living there.
Dimitri: Yes, but we'd be happy as little clams. What's it going to take to get you back?
Ryan: Well, thank you, but be careful what you wish for. All right, tonight, is there any entertainment lined up that I should know about?
Mateo: Let's just say something has been arranged for tad's amusement.
Trevor: Oh, yeah. Rub it up good there. An exotic dancer, a stripper, perhaps.
Edmund: Oh, p
lease. Spare us. Dimitri: Oh, come on. Everybody's got to make a living, Edmund.
Edmund: Yeah, but it's so tacky. I mean, you know, it's just embarrassing for everybody.
Dimitri: Edmund, speak for yourself.
Edmund: The groom.
Trevor: Every situation has its educational potential.
Mateo: All right, guys. Look, I'm not going to spoil the surprise, but it's going to knock your socks off.
Trevor: I start with my socks. Yeah, baby.
Jack: No, no, no. I -- I think we should leave our socks on, don't you?
Edmund: Yeah, that's a great idea.
Dimitri: What do we got?
Trevor: It's got to be a stripper.
Adrian: Hey, calm down. Dillon, you're a married man.
Trevor: That's the best kind, babe. Best kind.

Joe: You can't just lie there all night.
Tad: I don't intend to. I'm going up to bed, remember?
Jake: Go to bed later. You can do -- I want to wear a lampshade.
Tad: This is what he went to Stanford for?
Joe: Well, medics are famous for their party skills.
Tad: Oh, come on, dad. Not you, too.
Joe: Oh, Tad, I've never known you to be such a --
Jake: A drag. Dad, he's always a drag, just never in a social situation.
Joe: No, that is rare.
Jake: And selfish. Come on. How can the funster, Mr. Funster here, keep us from having our fun?
Joe: Most unworthy.
Jake: Most cadlike.
Joe: Oh, small. Tad, come on! There's a shindig tonight with your name on it!
Tad: I don't want a shindig. You guys go ahead without me. Wear all the lampshades you want. I'm staying put.
Jake: How can we do that? You're the star attraction.
Tad: Terrific. I sound like a pet chimp. I'm not going. Those things are tacky. They're tasteless, boring, a complete waste of time.
Jake: Oh, don't beat around the bush. Tell us how u really feel.
Tad: Forgive me, ok? I just don't want to stagger through my wedding ceremony tomorrow with a hangover.
Joe: Well, don't drink!
Tad: Well, fine. Then there's the female contingent. What's the point of having a party with no women?
Jake: Oh. Who said we weren't going to have women?
Tad: Great. I get to spend the evening with a stripper in my lap. Forget it. I'm not going.
Jake: Oh, come -- well, well, wait, wait. Listen, listen, listen -- if I promise -- I'll sacrifice myself. I'll put myself between you and some vulgar sexual situation, should such situation arise.
Joe: Oh, my boy. You make me proud.
Jake: Thanks, Dad.
Joe: Not that we have any expectation of such a spectacle developing.
Jake: Oh, no.
Tad: This is a setup, isn't it?
Jake: No! No.
Tad: You swear? Oh, boy. I'll go.
Joe: Great, great! Now, we've got to hurry. We're late already.
Jake: There was a time when he would have booked a stripper himself and wear her tassels as a trophy.
Joe: Well, thank heaven that Tad is long gone.

Brooke: Looks a little scary. Stop it.
Opal: Well, you don't know what --
Belinda: Oh, my goodness. I hope I remember all the things we have to do.
Janet: Remember them? I hope I can do them.
Opal: Oh, come on. It's not like we're pros or anything.
Brooke: Listen -- what is life if we can't make fools out of ourselves once in a while?
Belinda: She's right. That's the spirit. Right, Dixie?
Brooke: Uh-oh.
Belinda: Dix? Second thoughts?
Dixie: No, just thoughts.
Belinda: This wouldn't be an advance case of cold feet, would it?
Dixie: About marrying tad? No. No. I was just thinking about where I was a year ago and trying my best to be a happy, self-sufficient, single mother, and I was just so sure that that's where I was supposed to be. But you know, how do you know?
Opal: Know what, honey?
Dixie: Well, how do you know if -- I mean, a year ago, I was sure that tad and I were meant to be separated. And now I'm sure that we're meant to be together. I mean, how do you know if -- if it's meant to be or if it's just being because you want it to be?
Janet: Sounds like a classic case.
Brooke: Textbook.
Opal: You got it bad, honey.
Dixie: Got what bad?
Janet: Cerebral spasms. They mostly occur when a big decision is about to be made.
Brooke: Knots tied -- Opal: Crossing thresholds.
Janet: See, it's a pre-wedding over-thinking is what's happening.
Belinda: Uh-huh. It's why I'm not married.
Brooke: Famous last words for me.
Opal: Well, now, I promised not to bring it up, but I will say that any woman who is lucky enough to be married to a son of mine is destined for happiness.
Brooke: Opal, we wouldn't --
Belinda: Dixie, honey, are you sure you know what you're doing? Not about marrying Tad -- about your future mother-in-law.
Opal: Oh, you should be
so lucky! Dixie: I am lucky. I am the luckiest woman in the world. I have friends like you and so many mothers-in-law. And I am marrying a man I love -- I love.
Opal: Amen, Amen.
Dixie: What are you doing?
Janet: Toasty.
Brooke: And not a moment too soon, might I add.
Janet: Hey.
Hayley: Ladies. All systems go. Let's do it.

Stuart: I thought you were coming tomorrow.
Scott: I caught an earlier flight.
Stuart: I would have picked you up at the airport.
Scott: I wanted to surprise you guys.
Marian: Well, you certainly surprised us.
Scott: Are you guys rehearsing a play?
Marian: Yes.
Stuart: No, no --
Marian: Exactly. But you see, our play is -- well, it's not for public viewing, Scott.
Stuart: I hope not.
Marian: Your father and I are nothing if not creative.
Scott: Cool. Dad always taught me to be creative, whatever I did -- writing, painting, or mowing the lawn.
Stuart: Oh. Well, last summer -- no, it wasn't summer -- Scott mowed a maze out of the back --
Scott: You remember Uncle Adam got stuck in it?
Stuart: Yes. He was so mad. He never was very smart, you know. It's so good to see you.
Scott: It's good to be home.
Stuart: Yeah. I -- well, I'm glad you're home. Scott: Welcome to the family.
Marian: Oh, Scott, thank you so much. Thank you.
Scott: You know, I -- I would have been at your wedding if it wasn't for that blizzard.
Marian: Well, you're here now. Why don't you just let me get out of my hoop skirt and I'll make you a mint julep or tea or whatever, OK?
Scott: Sounds good.
Marian: Ok. Oh, Stuart? I'm not going to be able to get out of this corset by myself. So --
Stuart: Yeah.
Ok, sure. Marian: Excuse us for a minute.
Stuart: I'll be right back.
Marian: Welcome home, Scott. Scott: Take your time.
Marian: Welcome home!

[Knock on door]

Scott: I'll get it.
Gillian: Scott? Scott: It's wonderful to see you.
Gillian: You, too. Wow.
Scott: Still beautiful.
Gillian: Oh, you know, it hasn't been that long.
Scott: How have you been?
Gillian: Lots of changes.
Scott: No one knew I was going to be home tonight. How'd you guess?
Gillian: I didn't. I came to see Mr. And Mrs. Chandler.
Marian: Well, that's us.
Stuart: Oh. And Gillian came to see us. So -- well, I guess we might as well get right to it. Can you describe the article that you lost?
Gillian: Ok. It's a -- it's a waterproof pouch, yellow, kind of light greenish. And then inside, there was money.
Stuart: Well, that's it.
Marian: Well, no, no, no. Wait. Wait just one minute. Gillian, can you tell us exactly how much money was in that pouch?
Gillian: Uh -- it was $100,000 in cash.
Scott: What? When I left, you guys were broke. Where'd you get that kind of money?
Gillian: Don't ask.
Marian: I'm afraid we must.
Stuart: Well, no, Marian. We don't really need to know that.
Marian: Look, Stuart, we're responsible for this money. I mean, Ryan and Gillian were almost destitute. Remember?
Stuart: Marian, it --
Marian: They were living at Myrtle Fargate's, for heaven's sakes. Maybe they came upon this money illegally.
Gillian: No, we didn't rob any banks or anything.
Marian: Well, what did you do, Gillian, because before you get Stuart and I involved in this situation, we have to know exactly how you got this money.

Jack: Yeah.
Dimitri: Yes.
Jack: Watch out, watch out. Watch out. We're very excited here. Whoa!
All: Yay!
Dimitri: The man himself! Here he is!
Edmund: All right!
Mateo: Whoo, whoo, whoo!
Trevor: He's beautiful, isn't he?
Tad: Good evening, one and all. "Tad and Dixie, together forever" - you guys.
Edmund: Hey! You can count on the "forever" part.
Jack: Yes. We've actually taken a blood oath, all of us here.
Dimitri: Yep, yep. By committee, we agreed, "till death do you part."
Adrian: And for all the hell you put me through, you know who the enforcer is.
Trevor: Yeah. And if he doesn't work, deal with Dixie's lawyer, huh?
Tad: Ok, ok. Seriously -- thank you, all of you.
All: Awww.
Tad: No, seriously, you know, for this. I appreciate it. I know you all lead busy lives -- everybody except Dimitri.
Jack: Oh!
Tad: And I appreciate you putting in the time, and I really appreciate you getting the motto right. Now, if Dixie and I don't make it for some reason, god forbid, I hope you'll put me out of my misery.
Jake: We won't have to.

[Laughter]

Joe: Yeah. This time, you're going to make it.
Tad: Well, thanks for the backup. I need a drink.
Jack: Oh, no, no, no.
Dimitri: Come on, Tad. Tad?
Tad: What? What?
Dimitri: The groom -- the groom has to give us a speech. Come on.
Edmund: Right. It's traditional.
Tad: You're not serious?
Jack: No, you're not serious.
Joe: We would appreciate a few words from you.
Tad: Don't expect funny.
Trevor: What, did you leave your funny in your other pants?
Tad: No, I -- I mean it. I don't feel very funny.

[Laughter]

Tad: I got it. I don't feel very funny lately. You know, I -- the fact is I feel something I've never really felt before.
Dimitri: What is that, Tad? Humility?
Tad: Yes.
Trevor: All right, hold on to your wallets here.
Tad: No. I realize I don't exactly have a track record where humility is concerned. You know? Then again, I've never had a -- I've never had a miracle like this happen to me before, you know? Tomorrow, in spite of common sense and all past mistakes, Dixie is going to vow to -- to love me, to be my wife till death do us part. It's amazing, you know. Well, how can this be? I mean, in the real world, somebody like Dixie -- she would take one look at me and go marry somebody else.
Jake: Yeah.
Tad: Don't help. But that hasn't happened. And I thank God for it every day. So, in the face of what can only be called a miracle, I humbly find that I'm -- I'm -- speechless. I'm sorry. I told you I wasn't going to be very funny.
Jack: Well, he's right. It wasn't funny, but it was damn sweet, don't you think?

[Applause]

Trevor: Nice job.
Joe: Never been prouder of you, son.
Mateo: All right, enough of the heart stuff. Who's ready for the featured attraction?
All: Yeah!
Trevor: Now you're talking, baby!
Mateo: Now, thanks to the generosity of an anonymous benefactor, we are about to experience some exciting entertainment designed for men only.
Adrian: That's what I'm talking.
Mateo: And especially created for you, Tad Martin.
Tad: No, no, no, no. No strippers, please. No strippers.
Trevor: Throw me in the briar patch. Throw me in the briar patch now.
Tad: No, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You swore you were going to protect me.
Jake: I will. I will be a human shield. If there's any harm coming your way, I'll be right there.
Trevor: In the briar patch, baby.
Jake: Don't worry about it.
Mateo: All right, guys. Sit back, relax. Ryan, hit it!
Dimitri: Let's take our positions.
Mateo: Gentlemen and Tad, sit down and get ready to enjoy the sexiest, the most gorgeous dancers, exotic dancers, ever to slip into Pine Valley, the Equatorettes.

[Applause]

All: Whoo!

[Cheering]

Singers: One singular sensation every little step she takes…. one thrilling combination every move that she makes…. one smile and suddenly nobody else will do….. you know you'll never be lonely with you know who…. one moment in her presence and you can forget the rest…. for the girl is second best to none, son. oooh!… Sigh!… Give her your attention…. do I really have to mention…. she's the… she's the… she's the one…
Tad: Come on! Give it up one more time for the Equatorettes!
Opal: Oh, yes, all right! All right, girls! We've had our fun. Now we've got to let the guys have theirs.
Tad: Oh, no, you don't!
All: Yeah!
Tad: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait! Nobody move a muscle.
Janet: Wait a minute. Now you tell us.
Tad: No! You guys can't leave, especially dressed like that, you know? Everybody but you, Ma.
Brooke: Oh.
Tad: No, I'm serious. You guys have to stay. These people are so boring.
Trevor: Whoa, whoa, whoa! I don't know about that,Tad. Jack and I have made fools of ourselves in public before, right, Jack?
Brooke: Oh, I can swear to that.
Jack: You won't. You won't, though, will you?
Brooke: Oh, well --
Tad: All right. What do you say, gentlemen? Should they stay?
Dimitri: No!
Brooke: You!
Men: Yeah!

[Applause]

Opal: Well, you don't have to twist my arm.
Belinda: Or mine.
Janet: Come here, handsome. Let me show you what I do with this.
Trevor: Jealous?
All: Whoa!

Dixie: I didn't want to embarrass you too much.
Tad: Are you kidding? You were sensational.
Dixie: Me?
Tad: Yes.
Dixie: Really?
Tad: Yes.
Dixie: I know how much you hate bachelor parties, so I figured --
Tad: Yeah, well, this one I'm finitely going to remember.
Dixie: You didn't mind your wife sort of showing her stuff?
Tad: The only thing you showed was how much you love me. And how infinitely surprising and how fabulous a woman you really are.
Dixie: Hmm.
Tad: Mm-hmm. What's wrong?
Dixie: Nothing. No, nothing, absolutely nothing.
Tad: That's good, right?
Dixie: Yeah, it's good.
Tad: Ok.
Dixie: It's just, you know, is it going to be ok, us being happy?
Tad: Come on.
Dixie: Where are we going?
Tad: To the moon, Alice.

Belinda: All right. Come on, try it.
Adrian: You got it.
Belinda: Ay-ay. Come on.
Adrian: Ay-ay.
Belinda: I am shocked that you don't know how to do this, just shocked.
Adrian: Yeah, me being a former stripper.
Belinda: Yeah. You had me going. But you do have the best poker face in the business.
Adrian: But you are definitely the hotter act.
Belinda: Oh, you think so, huh?
Adrian: I know it.

Brooke: No, we did. We picked up a piece of Metro satellite.
Edmund: Oh, really?
Brooke: Yeah.
Edmund: I can't concentrate when you're dressed like that.
Brooke: It's simple. We start up an interactive web site --
Edmund: Mm-hmm.
Brooke: Cable access position --
Edmund: I love it when you talk global.
Brooke: You know, just keep it up. I'm going to confiscate your typewriter.

Mateo: You know, I was thinking about this Latin salsa bar thing in Pine Valley. I think we should move to Vegas. You could -- you could headline there. I'll buy a casino.
Hayley: I don't feel like much of a headliner.
Mateo: Ahem. So you want to have that talk that never got started?
Hayley: Yeah.
Mateo: Yeah?
Hayley: Better now than later.
Mateo: Ok.

Ryan: Hey.
Jake: Hey, hey.
Ryan: Nice look.
Jake: Thank you.
Ryan: What can I get you? We got a great new Dutch beer, very smooth.
Jake: How about I pass on the beer and ask you a question?
Ryan: Shoot.
Jake: It's about Gillian.

Gillian: The only safe place was the ice fishing shack on Pine Valley lake.
Marian: Oh, what a horribly cold place to hide.
Gillian: Yeah. We had no place else to hide. Everybody was looking for us.
Scott: You guys were actually on the run?
Gillian: Yeah. It wasn't fun. No, actually, it was a little fun, the snuggling part.
Marian: When were you there? At the shack, I mean.
Gillian: Let's see -- it was the night before Ryan got caught, so that would be January 19, I think.
Marian: 19 --
Stuart: That was just after we --
Marian: Oh. Well, after we went fishing. Stuart taught me how to ice fish there.
Gillian: Oh.
Stuart: Yeah. Marian couldn't believe that the fish could still be alive under all that ice.
Marian: Honestly, when the red flag went up for the first time, we caught our very first fish, it was really -- it was quite unforgettable.
Scott: So you and Ryan were hiding out in a ice fishing shack?
Gillian: Um -- yeah. And, you know, we -- we were scared the ice was going to melt and we'd end up in the lake, two frozen bodies until spring.
Scott: But the money? Where did you get the $100,000?
Gillian: A friend gave it to us.
Scott: So you got the money to get out of the country. How'd it end up in the water?
Marian: Well, wasn't it rather careless of you to lose it in the ice?
Gillian: Well, you know, with this whole commotion with -- with Edmund and Mr. Montgomery and his storm troopers, things were just a little crazy. And I guess somebody must have, by accident, dropped the pouch in the hole. And I was just so worried about Ryan that I didn't pay any attention.
Marian: Well, Gillian, this pouch and its contents are -- well, they're obviously yours.
Gillian: Thank you so much. We went through a lot for this. You know what? I should probably give you an award for returning this.
Marian: You mean a reward. I would love a reward. Thank you.
Gillian: Yeah.
Stuart: No. No, that -- that won't be necessary.
Marian: But I -- oh, no, of course it won't be necessary. I -- I don't need a reward. I've got plenty of money. In fact, I've got plenty of everything, especially when it comes to the most important things in the world, like a loving husband. You know, it still gives me a thrill to say that word. And a drop-dead gorgeous stepson, as well.
Gillian: Well, I better get going. Thank you.
Marian: Ok.
Gillian: Thanks.
Marian: Bye, Gillian.
Stuart: Bye.
Scott: Do you have to go?
Gillian: I don't have anybody waiting for me, if that's what you mean.
Scott: Gillian, what's happened to you?

Dixie: Oh, no. Our Christmas star's on the other side of the world now.
Tad: Hmm, you're right. That's ok. Maybe we should just wish on the whole milky way.
Dixie: Isn't that pushing it a little?
Tad: After everything we've been through?
Dixie: That's true. But we made it. And we're here now.
Tad: Yeah. Maybe we should just say thank you, as in "thank you for giving me back the woman that I love."

Scott: I heard about the Kit Fisher disaster.
Gillian: Yeah. Bad news travels fast.
Scott: It was in the papers. What went wrong between you two?
Gillian: Everything. I made a lot of mistakes.
Scott: Who doesn't?
Gillian: Mine were unforgivable.
Scott: Ryan won't forgive you?
Gillian: No, he did. But then -- it's just really hard to talk about.
Scott: Well, you don't have to.
Gillian: No, you know, maybe I -- maybe I should try and explain this to somebody who's known us both right from the beginning. Ryan had a -- he had an epidural.
Scott: An epidural?
Gillian: Yeah, you know, when you suddenly see things the way they are or you see them the way they should be.
Scott: An epiphany.
You mean an epiphany. Gillian: Yeah, an epiphany.
Scott: Right.
Gillian: He just, when he was in jail, had all that time to himself. He thought a lot about us, and then, when he got out and his name got cleared and his brother turned into this monster, he just realized that whenever he gets too close to somebody, he might hurt them, and so we're getting a divorce.
Scott: But you love Ryan.
Gillian: Yeah, more than anything.
Scott: He's asking for the divorce?
Gillian: No, I am.
Scott: But you don't want a divorce, do you?
Gillian: Scott, I would take all this money and I would give it away gladly if Ryan and I could have another chance.
Scott: No. Unbelievable. This is not the Gllian Andrassy I left behind.
Gillian: The Gillian Andrassy you left behind had never been in love.

[Salsa music plays]

Ryan: Gillian's past, over.
Jake: Yeah, well, that's what I heard. But hearsay and the truth can be two different things.
Ryan: What -- what are you trying to say?
Jake: I asked Gillian to go Tad and Dixie's wedding with me.
Ryan: Well, you -- you don't need my permission.
Jake: I wasn't asking your permission. Look, I just want to know if what I heard was true, that you guys split up.
Ryan: Help yourself.
Jake: Ryan, look, I don't want to step in anything here.
Ryan: No, Jake. Jake -- step wherever you want.
Jake: Ok. Ok. I'll have one of those Dutch whatever things you were pushing.
Ryan: Coming up.

Opal: Well, I'm going to be doing Dixie's hair for the wedding.
Janet: Oh, thanks.
Adrian: You do hair?
Belinda: Oh, man, you should see Opal do hair.
Adrian: Then maybe you could help me with mine.
Opal: Oh. No, I'm serious. I've had about four people come up to me and ask me to do their hair tonight.
Janet: She is very talented.
Opal: Well, I don't mean to brag, but there is magic in these fingers.
Janet: And you always enjoyed it.
Opal: Hmm, more than a picnic in July.
Janet: Well, then why don't you reopen the Glamorama?
Belinda: Well, wait a minute. Why would she want to do that? Why would she want to take on that headache? She certainly doesn't need the money.
Janet: Well, maybe it would be fun.
Belinda: Temperamental divas, dry skin? No, it sounds like aggravation to me.
Opal: Well, maybe one gal's aggravation is another gal's art form. I just might consider that. I mean, it's not right to squander the talent the good lord gave me, now, is it?

Mateo: You don't have to say it. If it -- if it didn't happen this month, it'll happen next month.
Hayley: Who told you?
Mateo: There's nothing else that would make you so sad. Don't worry, it's going to happen. Ok? Come here. Things happen, you know?

Scott: Um -- I'm going to be sticking around Pine Valley for a while. You can call me anytime if you want to talk.
Gillian: Thank you, Scott. It's really great to see you again.
Scott: Yeah.

Gillian's voice: Just hang on, baby. You're going to be all right. You're going to be fine. You'll see. Come on, put your head here. Just think warm thoughts.
Ryan: Ah.
Gillian: I got us the money. I got us the money, din the morning, we can get out of here. I don't have it yet. They'll bring it for us in the morning, baby. Just -- just hold on. Come on, Ryan. You can't -- you can't get hypothermos. You can't. Come on. What did they tell us? What did they tell us in Gstadd? Skin to skin. Skin to skin! That's right! Just hold on, Ryan. Just hold on, baby. Just one -- just one minute. You're going to make it. Just hold on.
Ryan: Ah. Ah.
Gillian: Hold on, baby. Gillian: Come on, Ryan. You're going to be fine, baby. Just hold on. And in the morning, we're going. I'm not going to let you freeze to death. I'm not going to let you freeze to death. It's going to be fine. We're going to make it.

Hayley: I just feel empty and useless.
Mateo: No. It's going to get better. I know it will.
Hayley: I know, t it's hard to wait and wait and wait. And what if it never happens?
Mateo: It's going to happen. I know in my heart.
Hayley: I wish I did. I'm sorry.
Mateo: What are you sorry for?
Hayley: For whining.
Mateo: Yeah. I'm a little disappointed, too.
Hayley: You are?
Mateo: Yeah.
Hayley: I just -- you know, I thought it would be different for you since you already have Max. I didn't think it would be a big deal for you.
Mateo: Are you kidding me? I want to have kids with you. I want to have lots of kids with you. It's just that, you know, perfection takes time.
Hayley: Perfection?
Mateo: Yeah. You know? Our child's going to be a reflection of you and me, so the baby has to be smart and beautiful and -- perfect in every way. How can you rush a job like that?
Hayley: Thank you for being with me on this.
Mateo: Where else would I be?

Dixie and Tad: Mmm.
Dixie: Come on. Shouldn't we go back in?
Tad: All right. I guess we have to be polite to our guests. Although I really don't want to share you with anybody else tonight, especially in this outfit.
Dixie: Thank you.
Tad: Well, I guess tomorrow will come soon enough.
Dixie: Are you dreading it?
Tad: No. God, honey, no. Why should I? Tomorrow means I'm going to be happier than I am right now. But, to be honest, I am going to have to wade through a lot of people before I get you all to myself.
Dixie: We're really getting married tomorrow?
Tad: Mm-hmm, barring any unforeseen disasters.
. Tad and Dixie: No.
Tad: I didn't say that. I didn't say that.
Dixie: No, we are going to have a wonderful new life together.
Tad: Yeah. Together?
Dixie: Forever!