Ryan: Hey.
Gillian: Hey.
Ryan: How was the swim?
Gillian: It was ok.
But every time I went
underwater, I saw his face.
Ryan: Guy?
Gillian: God, I can't believe
there's a dead body
in the closet.
Ryan: Gillian, listen
to me -- there's nothing to be
afraid of, ok?
Certainly not from him.
Gillian: Do you still think
that there was somebody behind
this whole thing?
Ryan: You know what?
If there was, believe me,
we will get to the bottom of it.
Gillian: Can I ask
you a question?
Ryan: Yeah. Sure.
Gillian: How long does it
take before composting begins?
Ryan: Composting?
I'm ally not that big
on gardening.
I don't --
Gillian: No, no, no, no.
I mean, you know, like --
Ryan: Oh, oh, oh,
oh, you mean decomposing.
Gillian: Yeah, yeah.
Ryan: Oh.
I don't know.
I'm not sure.
But I know in this heat,
it's not going to take too long.
Gillian: Ryan, this is
really -- this is so horrible.
Ryan: I know it is, I know
it is.
But until Alex gives us the ok,
I mean, what are we supposed
to do?
Gillian: Thank you so much,
for everything.
You know, I mean, in this
situation.
[Telephone rings]
Gillian: Hello?
Edmund!
Edmund, are you ok?
Edmund: I'm fine, Gillian.
I'm fine, really.
Alex tells me that we left
you with your hands full.
Gillian: Yeah, listen,
don't worry about us.
We've been so worried about you.
How's Alex?
Edmund: Listen, we'll tell
you everything when we get back
to Pine Valley, ok?
Right now, we're staying
at her mom's place in Bristol.
Gillian: She told you about
Guy, right?
Edmund: Yeah.
Where is he?
Gillian: Um, he's
in the closet.
Ryan helped me move him.
Edmund: Ok, good.
Listen, it'll be all over
soon, ok?
Woman: Darling!
Oh.
You had a nice, long nap.
Are you feeling better?
Alex: Yes, I feel much better
now.
Who's he talking to?
Woman: Uh, Gillian?
He seems to be checking up
on her.
Alex: Well, yes.
I feel so terrible, poor thing.
I left her there to deal
with a body.
Woman: When I think that
you had to defend yourself
against -- who was it, Guy?
Edmund: Yeah.
Gillian sends her love.
Alex: How is she?
Is everything all right?
Edmund: Yeah, she's ok.
Ryan helped her with the body,
and I told her to report
everything to the police.
Alex, when we get home,
we've got some explaining to do.
Adam: I have to go.
Junior: Hi, Dad.
Adam: Hi, Junior.
Junior: You look tired.
Adam: Oh, I'm fine.
Hayley: Dad, wait.
Junior: How did that crown
get on Uncle Stuart's tombstone?
Adam: Marian must have
left it.
Hayley: Their wedding was
so beautiful.
Adam: I didn't come here
to reminisce.
Junior: Dad, wait.
Tad: How? How?
I'll bite.
I can't -- what --
how the hell did you find me?
Dixie: Well, your brother has
connections.
Tad: Adrian?
Dixie: Yeah.
He traced your credit card
receipts.
I got on a plane to Las Vegas.
Here I am.
Tad: Here you are.
Dixie: Did you find what
you're looking for?
Tad: She found me.
Marilyn: You really are
the king.
Tad: Marilyn.
Dixie: "The King"?
Tad: Never mind.
I would like to introduce
my wife.
This is Dixie.
Dixie: Hello.
Marilyn: Hello.
Nice to meet you, Mrs. Presley.
Tad: Long story.
I'll explain later.
Dixie: You'd better.
Come on, come out to the car.
I got something to show you.
[Dixie laughs]
Stuart: Marilyn, you heard
a car pull in?
Marilyn: Yeah, an actual
customer.
You want to go see if she wants
anything?
Stuart: Yeah, sure.
[Dixie giggles]
Tad: Mine, mine, mine, mine.
Stuart: Hello?
Esther: There's nobody here,
Stuart.
Let's go back to the trailer.
Stuart: You said there was
a lady customer?
Marilyn: Oh, I think she's
busy with her husband,
if you know what I mean.
Stuart: You mean there were
two customers?
Judd: Where?
We'll tie them down and make
them stay.
Marilyn: Yeah, that'd be
the only way they'd eat in this
hole.
Judd: Marilyn.
Mary Lynne, now watch
your mouth.
Stuart: I like this place.
It's not real fancy, but it's
got everything we need.
Judd: Thank you, Stuart.
At least someone has a sensitive
bone in their body around here.
Marilyn: I'll go get ready
for that dinner rush you're
expecting.
Judd: Hmm, yeah.
Hey, now, look, now both
you folks, you don't have
to stick around if you don't
want to.
Stuart: Could I use
the kitchen for a while?
I would like to make something
special for Esther, and I can't
do much at the trailer.
Judd: Sure.
Help yourselves.
Stuart: Good.
I can make some extra, if you're
hungry.
Judd: What's on the menu?
Stuart: Grilled cheese
sandwiches and tomato soup.
Judd: Great.
Just give me a holler when
you need me.
Stuart: Ok.
Esther: Stuart, what made
you think of that?
Stuart: What?
Esther: Grilled cheese
sandwiches and tomato soup.
Stuart: Oh, uh --
I don't know.
It just sounded like something
I should like.
Was that one of my favorites?
Esther: No. Not really.
Stuart: Oh.
Well, I can make something else,
if you want.
Esther: No, no. It's fine.
Stuart: Ok.
Tad: Something we said?
Marilyn: It's just the cook.
Tad: What's he making?
Marilyn: Grilled cheese
sandwiches.
You interested?
Tad: Wonderful.
Dixie: Sure. Definitely.
Thank you.
Marilyn: I'll let him know.
Dixie: Well, I have a little
air mail for you.
Tad: From the boys.
Dixie: Yeah.
It's a limerick written
by Junior and Jamie themselves.
Tad: "There once
was a dad named Tad
who left home
and left everyone sad
we waited and waited
no Dad at home we sure hated
and we loved him
and never were bad
again."
Dixie: There's a little
structural license there
at the end, you know.
Tad: Oh, man.
Sorry.
Dixie: No, it's ok.
Look, I told them that you're
not mad at them, that you're
just trying to have some time
to yourself to think things
through.
Tad: I should've been there
to tell them.
Dixie: No, it's ok.
Well, yeah, you probably should
have been, but that's why
you have me, hmm?
Tad: You have no idea.
10 Minutes before you showed up,
I left you a message
on the phone saying how much
I missed you and how I wanted
to come home, try to undo some
of the mistake
matter of fact, you know
Marilyn, the girl you just met?
Dixie: Yeah?
Tad: She was telling me about
this guy that's staying here,
right?
He showed up with his wife.
Turns out he's completely lost
his memory.
Can't even remember if he's
crazy about her.
Dixie: That's sad.
Tad: Talented, too.
He drew this.
Just left it there on
the counter.
Look.
Dixie: It's good.
It's very sweet.
Tad: It's more than that.
That's by a man that
knows what's --
that it's what's in the heart
that's what's important.
Dixie: That's a wise man.
Tad: You're in my heart.
Don't ever forget it.
Dixie: Ok.
I won't.
Junior: Can I just say
something?
I'm sorry I asked you to take me
flying the other night.
It was a stupid idea.
Adam: It wasn't stupid,
Junior.
It was --
I just can't.
I don't have time.
I --
Junior: I know you're busy,
but tomorrow there's field day
at school and I was wondering
maybe if you could come.
Adam: No, I can't, I can't.
Hayley: Dad,
don't do this.
Adam: Why don't you make
your brother understand.
Hayley: No.
Why don't you make him
understand.
Junior: I was wondering --
maybe you and I could go fishing
this summer.
Adam: Junior, you're not
listening to me.
Mateo: Junior, come on.
Adam: No, I'm leaving.
Mateo: No, no, I think
we should go.
Come on.
Adam: Don't start with me.
Hayley: How could you do that
to your own son?
Gillian: I am so glad Edmund
said we could call the police
and report the body.
Ryan: I think I should go
down there personally and talk
to Derek in private.
Gillian: You would really do
that?
You would go there and tell him
about the dead horse trainer?
Ryan: Well, I think this is
going to take a little
finessing, Gillian.
I don't want us to be arrested
for murder.
Gillian: Ryan, listen --
I promise you, I'm not going
to let you get into trouble over
this.
I'm not going to let you go
to jail again like last time.
Ryan: Why don't you,
you know, go get dressed.
Ok?
Go on.
Everything's going to be ok,
Gillian, I promise.
Gillian: Ok.
[Knock on door]
Ryan: Ahem.
[Knock]
Ryan: Greenlee.
Greenlee: Thank God you're
all right.
Ryan: Yes, of course I'm
all right.
Why wouldn't I be?
Greenlee: Well, after Gillian
called last night, you ran out
of the loft like it was on fire.
I was worried sick.
Ryan: You know, you really
probably shouldn't be here right
now.
Greenlee: What was
the emergency?
Was it Jake?
I mean, he's in Chechnya,
right, risking his life?
It's really dangerous over
there, isn't it -- like,
land mines and snipers and --
Gillian: Greenlee.
Greenlee: Gillian.
I had to make sure you were ok.
Gillian: Why?
Greenlee: I was at Ryan's
loft last night when you called
and asked for help.
What happened?
Gillian: Oh.
Oh, no, everything is fine now,
but thank you for your concern.
Ryan: I should go
and do that errand.
Gillian: You want me to come
with you to do that errand?
Ryan: Uh, no, no, no.
You stay here, ok?
You going to be all right?
Greenlee: I'll hang
with Gillian.
That's ok, isn't it?
Gillian: Yeah
listen, I'll make sure she's
gone when you get back so we can
get rid of you-know-who.
Ryan: Yeah.
Greenlee: What is going on?
Ryan: Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
I'll see you later, ok?
Greenlee: Later.
[Door closes]
Greenlee: So,
what happened here last night?
Gillian: Greenlee,
it's private.
Greenlee: Between sisters?
I'm not leaving until you tell
me everything.
Woman: Well, I have an idea,
but I need both of you
to help me.
Alex: Oh, no. What?
Woman: Well, I'm going
to make you a quart
of your favorite tea, but I need
some mint from the garden.
Alex: Oh, and you want us
to get it for you?
Woman: Well, would you?
You know, I don't like the dark.
Alex: Poor thing.
You know, she always pretends
to be such a scared little
rabbit.
All right, we'll go.
Edmund: All right.
Alex: Come on, I want
you to help me.
We'll be right back.
Edmund: Pick some tea.
Woman: Now bring me a big,
big bunch, all right?
Alex: All right.
Woman: Have you cleaned up
that mess in the states yet?
Well, if you leave it too late,
it'll be impossible to do it.
I don't care what you have
to do.
And if anyone gets in your way,
take care of it.
Dimitri's all right.
He's alive and well.
Don't worry about him.
I don't know.
Dixie: Mmm.
Tad: Mmm.
Dixie: Mmm.
Tad: That's one tasty cheese
sandwich.
Marilyn: Well?
I told the chef I'd give him
a report.
Tad: It's wonderful.
Dixie: Definitely.
Marilyn: He'll be thrilled.
It doesn't take much to please
him.
[Tad growls]
Dixie: Eat like a man,
would you, honey?
Tad: A toast.
Dixie: A toast?
Tad: Mm-hmm.
To my beautiful,
patient,
and long-suffering wife.
Dixie: Amen.
Tad: Forgive me. I'm sorry.
Dixie: What are you
sorry for?
Tad: You kidding?
For everything I put
you through.
Dixie: You don't have
to apologize, honey.
I'm just so glad that you can
admit that you made a mistake,
that you're sorry for what
you did to Adam.
Tad: Whoa.
Back up.
Dixie: Wait, you just said --
Tad: Yeah, I know what I just
said.
Dixie: You said you were
sorry.
Tad: I'm perfectly aware
of what I just said, and I meant
it.
I meant every word of it, but
I'm never going to apologize
for what I did to Adam.
Hayley: You're shutting
everyone out.
You're making your son feel
as if he did something wrong.
Adam: Then explain it to him.
Hayley: He doesn't need
to hear it from me.
We all lost Uncle Stuart.
We're all suffering.
Adam: , No, no,
no, we didn't lose uncle Stuart,
you see.
He's right there.
He's dead.
I killed him.
Hayley: Look, Dad, I know
that you feel that way.
Oh, no.
Adam: What?
Hayley: You've been drinking.
I can smell it on your breath.
Arlene: Hey.
Adam: Oh.
Hayley: What are you doing
here, shopping for plots?
Arlene: I came here to show
my respects to Stuart and to see
how Adam's doing.
Hayley: Well, you're the last
thing Adam needs.
Arlene: Hayley, you don't
have the answers to everything,
you know that?
Hayley: And you do?
The last thing my father needs
is a drinking buddy.
So you leave him the hell alone.
Alex: Yummy.
Edmund: Charlotte --
you make tea better than
your daughter.
Charlotte: Well, I'm so glad,
but I'm more relived that
you're all right.
You know, I don't want to go
on about this, but
can you explain to me what
happened to you at Bryn Wydd?
I mean, I read in the papers
that there was a terrible
explosion and that the building
was destroyed by fire?
Alex: Yes.
It was completely destroyed.
Charlotte: But, Sash,
why were you there,
I mean, after all this time?
Alex: Bryn Wydd is not
a hospital.
Charlotte: Alexandra,
you were there as a patient.
Edmund: Charlotte,
it's a front.
Charlotte: A front?
Edmund: Yeah.
Charlotte: A front for what?
Edmund: For a covert
organization that we know next
to nothing about -- yet.
Alex: They were using it
as a training facility,
and we believe that they were
involved in some kind of mind
control.
I mean, we're not entirely sure.
Charlotte: Mind control?
Alex: Mm-hmm.
I've been having these memory
flashes about the time that
I was there and vague,
unconnected things that they did
something to me when I was
a patient.
I just don't know what.
Charlotte: And you think that
this -- this person,
Guy, that he was a part of this?
Alex: Yes. Yes.
Edmund: We just don't
know how.
Alex: When I was struggling
with him, I remembered.
I remembered that I knew him,
that he had been there
at Bryn Wydd at the same time
that I was.
And he said he trained me.
Charlotte: Trained you?
For what?
Alex: I don't know.
And then the gun went off
and Guy, or whatever his name
was, is dead.
Charlotte: This is just
horrible.
Alex: It was an accident,
Mum.
I killed a man.
But that wasn't the first time.
Greenlee: Look, Gillian,
I know that we've never been
close.
Gillian: Greenlee, I know
what you're thinking.
Listen, it is over between me
and Ryan.
There is nothing going on,
and nothing will ever happen
again.
Greenlee: But you had
a crisis and you called him.
What about Jake?
Gillian: My husband is
in eastern Europe.
Greenlee: I just don't want
you getting hurt.
Gillian: You're making
a documentary, right?
"The story of an Émigré
Princess"?
Greenlee: Ahem.
Doc-- yeah, right.
Gillian: Ok.
Greenlee: Right.
Gillian: Well, I have some
scrapbooks and I have some
pictures I could show you.
Let's go to the main house, ok?
Greenlee: Ok.
[Door closes]
Dixie: I thought that
you just sat here and said
you were sorry --
Tad: I know what I said.
Dixie: For the mistakes that
you made.
Tad: I am, honey.
I am.
I'm sorry for the mistakes
I made with you and the boys
and with Stuart.
Dixie: But not for going
after Adam?
Tad: No.
I regret showing Stuart
that videotape,
the one that sent him after
Adam.
I'll regret it for the rest
of my life.
But it was Adam that destroyed
Stuart, not me.
Dixie: Well, you know what?
Adam is rapidly destroying
himself.
He won't even let Junior
see him.
Tad: Still?
Dixie: Yeah, still.
Junior begged me to take him
to see Adam.
Suffice it to say, it didn't go
well.
Tad: Yeah, well, you know
what my feelings are about that
one.
Dixie: Honey, Junior
is Adam's son, ok?
Adam is his father,
whether you like that or not.
Tad: He has me.
Dixie: I know he has you,
and he's so lucky to have you,
but he needs Adam.
Look, I understand how hard it
is for you to be compassionate.
But you've got to think of it
this way -- that Stuart was
Adam's twin brother.
You've got to know how hard that
is to lose somebody that close.
Tad: You mean Jenny?
Dixie: Yeah.
Tad: You know, when we were
sharing that cell together,
I found him crying one night
about Stuart.
Now I know why.
He was probably choking to death
on the lie that would tear them
apart.
Dixie: And it did.
He lost Stuart.
Tad: So that's it?
All's forgotten and forgiven?
Can you honestly say you've
forgiven him for what he did
to you?
And Liza and Jake and Marian?
I mean, the list goes on, Dixie.
Dixie: God, Tad --
Tad: It's a mile long.
Dixie: Tad, stop it..
Don't do this.
Arlene: Stuart was always
very kind to me.
Hayley: I want you to leave.
I want to speak to my father
alone.
Arlene: You don't have
to tell me twice.
Hayley: I'm sorry I snapped
at you about the drinking.
I know that you're struggling.
Adam: Hayley,
what do you want from me?
Hayley: I want you to be
my father.
I want you to walk me down
the aisle when I marry Mateo.
I want to start my life with him
knowing that I've made peace
with us.
I need you, Dad.
Please, Dad.
Look, you're shutting everyone
out, you're pushing everyone
aside, and I know it's
because you are suffering,
but Uncle Stuart would not want
that for you.
He loved you.
He wanted you to be happy.
Adam: Don't.
Hayley: Oh, please,
don't you realize that if you do
this, you won't be doing it
for just me or for you.
You'll be doing it for
Uncle Stuart as well.
You'll both be standing up
for me.
Adam: I don't belong
at your wedding.
Hayley: Oh, Dad, please.
Arlene: Give him some time,
Sweetie.
Hayley: I thought I told
you to leave.
Arlene: I'm your mother.
I'm just trying to help.
Hayley: Do us both a favor --
don't.
Junior: So stupid.
Mateo: You're not stupid.
Junior: My dad's just getting
over Uncle Stuart's death,
and I asked him to go fishing?
What was I thinking?
That was their thing.
They did that together.
Mateo: Stop blaming yourself.
Junior: And my dad wanted me
to go to boarding school.
But my mom said no.
Mateo: Junior --
Junior: If I had gone,
I could've played soccer.
Mateo: Ok.
Junior: He could've seen me.
He'd have watched me.
Mateo: Stop.
First of all, you're not going
to boarding school.
All right, that's not going
to solve anything.
And stop trying to twist
yourself in a pretzel trying
to make your dad happy.
It's --
it's not going to work.
Believe me, I know.
Junior: You do?
Mateo: Yeah, man, my dad was
a lot like your dad,
you know, not really out there
with his feelings, you know?
I blame myself because,
you know, he didn't love me
the way I wanted him to.
But that was me.
Had nothing to do with him.
I had it backwards.
Junior: So you think I have
it backwards with my dad, too?
Mateo: Yeah, I do.
I really do.
You know, deep down inside,
my dad loved me a lot,
and I know that's true
with your dad, too,
no matter how he acts.
Junior: Is it because
of Uncle Stuart?
Mateo: I think so.
You know, and I'm sure your dad
has a million other things
flying through his head that
have nothing to do with you.
You know?
You know when a turtle's scared
how it sticks its head back
into the shell?
You know?
That's your dad these days.
He lost his brother.
He's --
he's afraid to go on
without him.
He's scared.
Junior: My dad's scared?
Mateo: Amazing, huh?
Junior: Yeah.
Thanks, Mateo.
Mateo: Yeah, well,
don't thank me yet.
I have a favor to ask you.
Greenlee: You weren't kidding
about having a lot of stuff
to carry.
Gillian: No, I have a lot
of photographs, a lot
of memories.
Greenlee: This looks new.
Gillian: Oh, it is, and it
shouldn't be in there.
Greenlee: What is it?
Gillian: It's my journal.
Here.
Why don't you start with
this one.
It's my debut in Budapest.
I'll go get us some
iced tea, ok?
Greenlee: Perfect.
Greenlee: "I'm not afraid
to be honest with Ryan about
what I don't know.
He won't judge me."
Oh, yeah.
Oh, baby, this is it.
The road map to Ryan's heart.
[Noise]
Greenlee: You're back.
Ryan: You're still here.
Greenlee: Yeah.
Yeah, but, um, I got to go.
The studio paged me
and they can't do anything
without me.
Would you tell Gillian that
we'll do this scrapbook thing
later?
Ryan: Sure.
Greenlee: Bye.
Ryan: Bye.
Well, she just took off.
Studio paged her, I guess.
Gillian: Did you go
to the police?
Ryan: Yeah. Yeah.
Derek's outside parking his car.
Gillian: Oh, he's sending
a hearse?
Ryan: No, he seemed a little
skeptical, so he wanted to come
and personally check it out.
Gillian: Oh.
[Knock on door]
Ryan: There he is.
Gillian: Listen, if I look
scared, then he's going
to suspect something more, so --
Ryan: Ok.
Gillian: Hey, Lt. Frye.
Derek: Mrs. Martin.
So, there's a body?
Gillian: Yes.
Derek: In a closet?
Gillian: Yes.
Derek: That's the closet?
Gillian and Ryan: Yes.
Ryan: Ok.
Here goes.
Ryan: What the - - ?
Ryan: Derek, I
swear, it was here.
Derek: Uh-huh.
So Alex killed a man, you put
him in the closet, and now he's
gone?
Ryan: Oh, man, I know what
this looks like, Derek,
but I'm telling --
Derek: Ryan, Ryan,
Ryan, what time does Alex come
home?
Gillian: Edmund said she'd be
back soon.
Derek: Well, you tell
her to give me a call when
she gets back.
You understand?
Gillian: Look, they're saying
that whomever Guy was working
for may be --
Derek: Gillian, Gillian,
Gillian?
I don't care.
You tell Dr. Marick to give me
a call when she gets back home.
Gillian: Ryan, how --
Ryan: I don't know,
I don't know, I don't know.
We've been in and out all day.
There must have been somebody
waiting here for us
to leave and --
oh, my God, Gillian,
what if something had happened
to you?
Gillian: Will you stay
with me, please?
Charlotte: Oh, Sash.
The rumors are true, then?
Alex: Yeah.
I pushed Geoffrey Ashford down
a flight of stairs and I killed
him.
Edmund: Charlotte, had --
had you heard this before?
Charlotte: I could never
believe that my daughter was
capable of this.
Alex: But that's when I had
the breakdown and I was taken
to Bryn Wydd.
What did the doctors say to you?
What did they tell you when
I was committed?
Charlotte: The doctors told
me that you had a severe trauma,
you had a series of mini
strokes, and that your memory
had been affected.
Alex: When I was there,
they called me by a different
name.
Charlotte: A different name?
Alex: Yeah.
They called me Anna.
Anna Devane.
Did you ever hear that before?
Charlotte: Anna?
No.
Alex: And have a feeling that
there was a child involved.
Charlotte: A child?
Alex: Yeah.
I have a memory of hugging her,
a little girl.
Charlotte: Oh.
Oh, dear.
Dixie: Honey,
I'm not asking you to embrace
Adam.
Tad: But you are asking me
to drop it.
Dixie: Can you?
Yeah, can you?
Tad: I want to go home.
Dixie: Oh, don't do that.
Don't think I don't notice that
you're not answering
my question.
Tad: Dixie,
the man has hurt everybody
I ever cared about as far back
as I can remember.
Don't expect me to forget that.
Dixie: So I guess we're just
going to have to agree
to disagree again?
Tad: Want to go home?
[Dixie groans]
Dixie: Yes, let's go home.
We missed the last flight.
I guess we'll have to find
a motel.
Tad: Oh, no, we don't.
We're going to camp
in the desert.
Dixie: Oh, no.
Tad: No, I have a tent
in the back of my car.
Dixie: Would you be --
Tad: Oh, this is going
to be so great!
Dixie: Yes, let's camp.
Tad: Judd?
Dixie: Oh.
Tad.
Judd: Yeah?
Tad: Ah.
Thank you for everything.
I was wondering how much it
would cost to rent out the joint
just for ourselves tonight.
Judd: Uh, 65 --
Marilyn: 650.
Tad: Ok.
I don't think I have that much,
but you can have what I do have.
Here. That cover it?
Judd: Oh, yes, indeed.
Uh, is this is a private party?
Tad: Yeah.
Little lady doesn't like crowds.
Judd: Oh, well --
is there anything else we can do
before we head out?
Tad: Maybe a little
mood lighting.
Judd: Look at that, Marilyn.
Marilyn: Yeah, maybe
we should do it more often.
People can't see the food,
maybe they'd eat more of it.
Judd: Yeah, get!
Dixie: You slay me.
Tad: You ain't seen nothing
yet.
[Jukebox plays]
Singer: Love waves
bathed in miracles
long before I met you
Stuart: Oh, my.
Singer: A wish
that came true.
Arlene: Why do you have
to fight me on everything, hmm?
Now, what can I do to help
you with the wedding?
Hayley: You could permanently
disappear.
Arlene: Oh, Hayley, come on.
Hayley: Listen, I want
you to understand something --
I hired a bouncer to work
the door to keep you out.
Does that give you any idea
of how serious I am?
Arlene: You're going to have
me thrown out of your wedding?
Hayley: I'll do it myself
if I have to.
Adam: Hayley, she's
your mother, for God's sake.
Hayley: Are you taking
her side?
Adam: I'm not taking --
Hayley: Yeah, forget it.
I don't know why I bother
with you.
I don't know why I bother
with either one of you.
You deserve each other.
Arlene: She's right,
you know.
But for the wrong reasons.
[Jukebox plays]
Esther: Stuart, don't spy.
Stuart: No, no.
Look how happy they are.
Can't see their faces,
but you can just tell.
That's love.
Singer: But
there were times
when we wanted more than this
and someone whispered
"Let the games begin"
Junior: So what's the favor?
Mateo: You know,
maybe I shouldn't.
Ok, I'll ask you.
You know, I --
I need you to be in my wedding.
I want you to be a groomsman.
Junior: You mean it?
Mateo: Yeah.
You and Adrian.
You think you can handle it?
Junior: Yeah, yeah,
of course.
Mateo: Cool.
Junior: Thanks, man.
Mateo: Thank you .
[Bells ring]
Mateo: Is that an ice cream
truck?
Yeah?
All right, man, I buy, you fly?
Junior: Sure.
Mateo: All right, I need
something with pistachios in it
and something gooey for Hayley.
Junior: All right.
Mateo: All right.
Hayley: His mood has
improved.
Mateo: Yeah.
How's your mood?
How'd the meeting go
with your dad?
Hayley: Lovely.
Then Arlene showed up.
Teo: Oh.
For crying out loud.
Hayley: I told this lie.
I told her that there'd be
bouncers at our wedding to keep
her out, and now I'm not so sure
it's a bad idea.
Mateo: No, no, you're not
going to have to.
I told you I was going to get
your mom out of town, and that's
exactly what I'm going to do.
Ryan: I can't stay with you,
Gillian.
For a million reasons,
I can't stay with you.
I think it would be
a lot better if you stayed
at the Martins' until all this
got cleared up, ok?
Eugenia: I just saw lt. Frye
drive off.
Ryan: Eugenia, the body's
gone.
Eugenia: Oh, he took it?
Ryan: No, you know what?
I'm going to let Gillian
explain, but do me a favor? Make sure Gillian stays up
at the house with you
or at the Martins' place,
not here alone.
Ok?
Eugenia: Ok.
Eugenia: Gillian,
darling, what happened here?
Gillian: Grandmama, why can't
I just let h go?
Why can't I stop loving him?
Eugenia: Oh, sweetheart.
Alex: When you used to come
to visit me in the sanatorium,
I mean, what was it like?
Charlotte: Oh, it was --
it was very, very depressing.
You don't --
you don't remember anything
at all?
Alex: No.
Charlotte: Well, I --
I came there very early on,
and then the doctors called me
and told me that my visits were
making you go deeper
into withdrawal and they told me
that I should not come back.
Edmund: So you didn't?
Charlotte: No.
I mean, I just did what
the doctors told me.
[Tea kettle whistles]
Alex: Oh, I'll get that.
Don't worry.
I got it.
Edmund: Charlotte,
what's really going on?
[Tea kettle stops]
Charlotte: What?
Edmund: Something just
doesn't add up.
What really happened
at Bryn Wydd?
ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
Ryan: What was Greenlee doing
with Gillian's journal?
Alex: What's going on?
Edmund: The jig is up.
Erica: We are all going
to have to testify that we heard
Vanessa confess to Paolo's
murder.
Palmer: I never heard of any
such confession.