[Knock on door]

Stuart: Coming. Whoo.

[Knock]

Rae: Well, finally. I have called you four times in three days. I can't believe you haven't called me back.
Stuart: Sorry.
Rae: Well, come on. Tell me. Is he here? I mean, have you seen him?
Stuart: Who?
Rae: My husband. I got word. Daniel -- he's here in Pine Valley.
Stuart: Well, I -- I don't know about your husband, m. --
Rae: Oh, come on. What are you talking about? You of all people should have your finger right on the puzzle --

Adam: Rae Cummings, what are doing her?

Stuart: I should?
Rae: Yes.
Stuart: Well, I don't know --
Rae: You know, the last time we saw each other, we talked about Daniel. You said you were going to help me find him. I have not heard from you since then.

Adam: Because I'm a prisoner in my own home. Get me out of here and we'll find Daniel!

Rae: What?
Stuart: Oh, oh, I get it.
Rae: Good. Because I don't. What's going on?
Stuart: You think I'm Adam.
Rae: Yes.
Stuart: I'm Stuart. I'm his brother -- twin brother.
Rae: Oh. Oh.
Stuart: How do you do, Miss --
Rae: Cummings. I'm so sorry. Rae Cummings.
Stuart: Wait. You're the lady on the radio.
Rae: Yes, yes.
Stuart: Oh. I thought I recognized your voice. I listen to you all the time.
Rae: Oh, do you?
Stuart: You give those people really good advice.
Rae: Well, thank you.
Stuart: And you get some pretty weird people phoning you up.
Rae: Yes, I do.
Stuart: I don't think I'd know what to say to them half the time.
Rae: You know what? I am so sorry. I know this is rude, but I really need to see your brother right away.
Stuart: Oh, yeah. Well, I think if this were a supermarket, you'd have to take a number.
Rae: Excuse me?
Stuart: A whole lot of people want to talk to Adam. And they're all really mad at him. And not a one of any of them knows where to find him.

Liza: What's going on?
Woman: Striking the set.
Liza: On whose authority?
Woman: Eli's.
Liza: Eli? Who's taking this station down without even talking to me first?
Eli: I got a fax from Mr. Duffield, ok? He said to get rid of every trace of "The Cutting Edge" ASAP. I'm sorry, Liza. I just -- I'm following the boss' orders. I need this paycheck a lot more than you do.
Scott: Liza, what is with this Duffy guy? I mean, first he cancels "The Cutting Edge," then he's trying to fire one of your best friends.
Liza: Oh, you haven't heard?
Scott: Heard what? Liza: Duffy Duffield is no
t really the owner of this station. He's a front man for Adam Chandler.
Scott: Why would Adam need a front man?
Liza: To get rid of "The Cutting Edge," to fire Tad so it looks like some faceless stranger a continent away has done it.
Scott: Is that what he said when you confronted him?
Liza: Oh, I haven't had the privilege of confronting him, which is probably a good thing. Colby does not need a mother on death row.
Scott: Well, why haven't you?
Liza: Because he can't be found. He's hiding. No one can find him.
Scott: What? I can't believe he'd do this to you.
Liza: Scott, wait till you hear what he did to your father. Then you're going to join the lynch mob with everybody else.

Greenlee: Excuse me, Tad. Can I talk to you for a sec? I heard about Hayley Vaughan's new style segment, and I spent some serious time in LA. I even saw Gianni, you know, before the tragedy, and Donatella, of course, and I just --
Tad: Yeah, that's nice. Listen, excuse me for a sec, ok? Mama, you got a minute?
Opal: Yeah. You look like a man on a mission. What is it?
Tad: I need your help.
Opal: Yeah, you don't look too good. You been sleeping all right? Your eyes look like two burnt holes in a blanket. Is something wrong with you and Dixie?
Tad: No, I'm fine, thanks.
Opal: Well, what? Is it Junior? Is he dreaming about Ray?
Tad: Junior's just fine, too, thank God. But now thanks to his dad, I'm out of a job.
Opal: What?
Tad: Yeah. Adam's so ticked off about what happened with junior, he conned Liza out of controlling interest of WRCW just so he could get back at me by canceling "The Cutting Edge."
Opal: Low-down, lying scum. Where is he? I got to get my hands on him right now.
Tad: No, Mama, no, no, no.
Opal: I just have had it. Well, we can't just let him get away with this, Tad. We got to fight back.
Tad: We will, believe me. Just not like that.
Opal: Well, how?
Tad: Well, it just so happens that Liza and Dixie and I have cooked up a little payback. Adrian's in on it, too.
Opal: Oh. Well, if both of my brilliant boys are in on this fabulous scheme, how can it fail? Come on. Tell me more.

Erica: What do I have to do to get you out of my life?
David: No need to cover up that glorious body. I've seen it all before. Look, why don't you open up this window so that I can come in there and take that hot tub with you. It's getting cold out here. My fingers are turning numb.
Erica: I ought to slam the window on your precious fingers.
David: Ah, but then I'd fall off this ladder, probably break my neck, and then the cops would come. Now, the last thing you need is another one of those scandals of yours.
Erica: You know what I need right now is for you to leave, David.
David: You don't mean that.
Erica: Yes, I do mean that. You're nothing but a bully, David. First you bully your way into my office --
David: Oh. So you were there.
Erica: Then you bully your way right into my home. I suppose you got the ladder from my garage. I suppose you stole it.
David: No, I borrowed it. For a romantic gesture.
Erica: Yeah, well, I'm not impressed.
David: Erica, what are you doing?
Erica: I'm calling the police.
Yes, I'd like to report an intruder on my property. Thank you, yes. My address is --
David: There's no need to involved the authorities. I'm sure you and I can settle this on our own.
Erica: No. No, we cannot settle this. You cannot talk your way out of this anymore. Now I know exactly how disgusting you are. I know how you use women.
David: I did not use Gillian.
Erica: Well, isn't is a shame she can't talk for herself, because I'm sure she would tell me a very different story.
David: No, I'm sure that she would say that she was ashamed to tell you the truth. You know that she was married when we first had our affair, right?
Erica: Oh, I know that you took advantage of an innocent, innocent woman, you and all your worldly experience.
David: "Innocent"? Oh, come on, please. Her exploits as a home-wrecker were fodder for the European tabloids long before she moved here.
Erica: Don't you dare do that. Don't you dare speak that way about somebody in Dimitri's family.
David: Oh, oh, oh. Here we go, now. The Dimitri aria. Oh, great. Bring it on.
Erica: Dimitri -- Dimitri was worth a dozen of you. Dimitri was generous, and Dimitri was caring. But you, I am so sad to say, are not.
David: Why? Why? Because Alex Devane said so?
Erica: Of course not.
David: Whatever happened to your amazing instincts, Erica?
Erica: My instincts are terrific, thank you very much.
David: Didn't you say that from the second she set foot in this town that she was a fortune hunter and a predator? Since when did you two become bosom buddies?
Erica: I can't stand Alex Devane. But I happen to know that what she told me about you and Gillian is the truth.
David: Really? How?
Erica: Apart from my fabulous instincts, I asked Gillian. And Gillian was incredibly upset.
David: She has aphasia. She can't even speak.
Erica: I know that. I know that.
David: Do you realize what kind of torture that is for the patient?
Erica: So are you saying that if Gillian could speak she would say you did not force her to have sex with
you in return for money? David: Oh, forget Gillian, all right? She's in the past.
Erica: Oh, just like that.
David: Yes, Erica, just like that. It's you and me, right here right now. Look, why can't you just relax and try and enjoy what we obviously share together instead of trying to piece together everything you can to sabotage this?
Erica: And I had to hear about his from Alex Devane! Do you know how humiliating that is? And I --
David: All right. Ok. All right, enough.
Erica: Defended you. I trusted you. Why I did that, I don't know. I know you're a liar. I saw you lie to a whole hotel staff just to get me alone -- which, by the way, you should have been prosecuted for, which I could still prosecute you for.
David: I was just trying to get your attention.
Erica: Yeah, well, you did. And what I found out about you is that you are just a sneak. You're deceitful.
David: Erica, come on.
Erica: No, don't. Don't come near me with that phony charm of yours now. That's enough now, David. I'm not going to listen to any more of that, you telling me, " you know who I am," "oh, I never told you that I was a saint," and my personal favorite -- "I am the most exciting man you ever met." Oh, please. Get out.
David: Erica, don't do this.
Erica: Look, I won't call the police. I just want you to go. I want you to go for good.

Tad: Under the circumstances, we feel that Adam's earned himself a little public humiliation on a national level.
Opal: Ooh, I love that. I love it. I wish I'd thought of something like that when Palmer was badmouthing me all over town.
Tad: Well, wait a minute. You realize we got to keep this scheme under wraps if it's going to work, right?
Opal: Honey, I'm in the beauty business. We take our secrets to the grave.
Tad: I knew I could count on you. Thanks.
Opal: Mmm. Listen, sweetheart, if you and Dixie need any money -- now, this business is taking off in a way I never dreamed, so -- literally, I am
just rolling in the green stuff. Tad: No, we're fine for now, thanks. But if we ever get strapped, I can always get my job back as a shampoo boy.
Opal: Oh, yeah. Yeah, right. Don't scare me, ok?
Tad: Just a joke. I'll let you know all of the details as soon as I figure them out.
Opal: All right. I'll be waiting. I love you.
Tad: I love you, too, Mom. What is he doing here?
Opal: Who?
Tad: Alfred? Wow. Alfred Vanderpool, as I live and breathe. This is the last place on earth I would ever expect to find you.
Alfred: Tad --
Tad: What's going on?
Alfred: I needed a new look.
Opal: Well, I had forgotten that you boys knew each other in school.
Tad: Oh, yeah, yeah. Me and Alfred, we go way back. Nice kimono. What's with the makeover, huh? You being rated in terms of appearance at the bank?
Alfred: No, no, no. This is something much more important.
Tad: Ah. You're going global?

Alfred: Remember Beverly Moonbottom?
Tad: Moonbottom, as in Moonbottom you had a crush on in school, dark hair, glasses?
Alfred: Well, she wears contacts now. And that skin condition cleared up
Tad: Thank God.
Alfred: Remember how she used to wear those cute little plaid skirts? I fell in love with her that day in biology when we dissected that newt. And I'm afraid no one has ever replaced her in my heart.
Tad: So I take it you're seeing one another.
Alfred: I was until she left me for someone unworthy, a scoundrel who's bound to only break her heart. How does my hair look? It's not too drastic a change?
Opal: Drastic? All I did was slick it back and take a little off the sideburns. No, it looks great. Turn around here. Let me see the -- yeah, good.
Tad: I like it. You look great, Alfred.
Opal: Yeah.
Alfred: You think? I mean, it's not too greasy?
Opal: Oh, greasy. Come on, Rebecca. We got work to do.

Tad: Like I said, you're a regular Valentino. Now, if you really want my advice, lost the bow tie, but yourself an Italian suit and some shoes, and Beverly won't know what hit her. Wait a minute. What am I thinking? Listen. No, no, no, no, listen. If you really want to let this girl know how you feel, I got an idea how you can dazzle her.
Alfred: Really? You do?
Tad: How would you like to be on television?
Alfred: On tel-- oh, "The Cutting Edge." Oh, I read it got canceled.
Tad: Yeah. Yeah. No, this is something else, Alfred. This is reality-based TV.
Alfred: Reality-based.
Tad: You know, reality-based programming -- inexpensive, gritty, hand-held -- the affiliates love the stuff. They think it's going to usher the business into the new millennium. What do you say?
Alfred: Oh, gee, Tad, I don't know. I mean, I'm no good at playing a part.
Tad: No, no, no. That's the beauty of this, Alfred. All you have to do is be yourself.

Marian: Oh, my goodness. Dr. Rae Cummings. I can't believe it.
Rae: Hello.
Marian: Hi.
Rae: Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Stuart: This is my wife, Marian.
Rae: Oh, Marian, hello.
Marian: It's a pleasure to meet you, too. What bring you Pine Valley?

Adam: Blast you, you witch. Don't listen to her, Rae.

Rae: And Adam told me he'd help me find him.
Stuart: Yeah, I told her that Adam was missing, and I'm really getting kind of worried about him.
Marian: Oh, darling, Adam will show up when he wants to show up. I'm afraid he's persona non grata around here right now.
Rae: Well, he's such a prominent man. You know, corporate executives get kidnapped all the time. I mean, have you thought about that? Maybe he's been kidnapped.
Stuart: You know, I thought about that. I was -- she could be right, you know. Maybe we should call the police just in case.
Marian: Oh, nonsense, darling. He's probably engineering some extremely hostile takeover somewhere in the world. Now, if you'll excuse us, dr. Rae, I'm sure you have a busy day, and I'm sure your appointment with Adam can wait. Why don't you call his office and make an appointment.
Rae: No, you don't understand. It really can't wait. I need to see him today. He's the only one that can really help me.
Marian: Well, as we just told you, he's not available, so call tomorrow. He might show up tomorrow. Thank you so much. It's really nice to meet you. Bye-bye. Thank you.

Stuart: Marian, I've never seen you be so rude to somebody before.
Marian: Well, darling, I mean, she's a radio announcer. I mean, we can't have our private lives aired over the airwaves, can we? And besides, Adam's disappearance is a family matter.
Stuart: Well, but you love publicity. Are you sure that you don't know where Adam is?

Adam: That's it, Stuart. Put the screws to her. Make her talk.

Marian: Me know where Adam is? Oh, darling. I mean, I'm probably the last person that Adam would confide in.
Stuart: Yeah, well, that's probably true, but how come you're so sure that he's not in any kind of trouble?
Marian: Well, because I know Adam. I mean, he'll show up when he wants to show up. I mean, he's probably doing this, darling, to make you feel sorry for him so you'll forgive him for what he did to you.
Stuart: No, no, no. That's not like Adam at all. No, every time Adam does something wrong, he explains it to me in great detail and tells me how it's the best thing for me. No matter how wrong he is, he always thinks he's right. And he hasn't said a word to me about this. It just doesn't seem right.
Marian: Well, darling, but you're not the only one he's hiding from, darling. There's Liza as well.
Stuart: Yeah, well, but Liza isn't about to be fired like Tad was.
Marian: No, that's true. That's true.-

[ The lights flicker]

Stuart: What's that?
Marian: The lights.
Stuart: Oh. I don't know. There could be a short, you know. That could be dangerous.
Marian: Oh, darling. I mean, that could be very, very dangerous. Stuart, why don't you run down to the basement and check on everything, ok?
Stuart: Ok. Yeah, that's good. Good. I'll go down there.

Scott: Unbelievable. Dad would never hurt you, all right? He must feel awful about this.
Liza: Well, I'm sure. But Adam pulled a fast one on everybody. He lied to all of us.
Scott: So, what? That's it? Adam wins, Tad loses his show?
Liza: No. This is war. Tad and I are going to show Adam what it's like to be hurt by people you trust who supposedly love you. Would you like to join us?
Scott: Yes. Just tell me what to do.
Liza: Well, for starters, can you do something about these people who seem to be ripping down my set?
Scott: Yeah, I'm on it. Hey, I'm going to order some pizzas and beer. You guys thirsty? Come on. Good

Rae: Excuse me. Woman: Liza?
Rae: Hey.
Liza: Rae.
Rae: Thank you. Thank you very much. Hi.
Liza: I thought you went back to Llanview.
Rae: I did. I'm back, though. I just came from your house, as a matter of fact. I just heard the strangest story from your sister-in-law. Marian?
Liza: My mother.
Rae: Your mother? Really?
Liza: Don't ask. What'd she say?
Rae: Well, she and Stuart told me that Adam is missing. Is that true?
Liza: Yes, and if he knows what's good for him, he's entered the witness protection program.
Rae: I see. Well, things have changed since I was last here.
Liza: Adam has changed quite a lot. He's done some terrible things, and I'm an idiot.
Rae: No. We only hear what we want to hear.
Liza: Rae, I'm his wife. He stole my TV station.
Rae: My husband cleaned out my bank account, and he was so slick that he was able to con Adam. That's why all the bells went off in my head when I heard that Daniel is here in Pine Valley.
Liza: You think he came to see Adam?
Rae: I do, yes.
Liza: Why would Adam help someone who's swindled you out of a bunch of money?
Rae: God only knows. But I really believe they've cut a deal together.
Liza: Well, if that's true, then heaven help him.
Rae: Why?
Liza: He'd be better off striking a deal with the devil himself.

David: Erica, I can't leave you like this. If I've hurt you -- and heaven knows it was not my intention -- then --
Erica: You used me just like you use all women. Just go.
David: You expect me to leave. Erica, I'm not your father. I won't abandon you.
Erica: How dare you bring up my father. I share my most private memories with you, and now you turn this on me, you use this as ammunition?
David: Hearing about your father made me feel closer to you. You opened up to me.
Erica: Yes, I did. And I really regret it. Why don't you just move on. Move on to the next woman who needs heart surgery. Save her life. It worked for me. And I can hear you, you know. I can hear you now -- "Who? Erica Kane. Who? No, no, no. She's in the past. It's you and me now."
David: Don't mock me.
Erica: Well, isn't that what you do to me all the time? I just don't know why I didn't see it sooner. I mean, I would ask you, "What is this between us? What do we have between us?" And you would always be so evasive and you would change the subject.
David: Would I risk my neck climbing up some rickety ladder if I cut my losses and moved on? Believe me, there are plenty other women out there who would love to see me.
Erica: Oh. Well, then, by all means, go to them. Move on with those other women.
David: I can't! Erica: Why not? Go! Walk out the door. Nobody's stopping you.
David: Damn it, Erica! I'm in love with you!
Erica: What did you just say? David: I -- I don't know. Damn it. You got me all turned around here.
Erica: I heard you, David. You say that again to me or I swear I will toss you out the window and you won't have a chance to use the ladder on the way down.
David: You are so exasperating.
Erica: If this is your idea of a joke, it's a very cruel one. Well, Alex Devane was right about you. You are -- you are just a sadist. Please get out of here. I never want to see your face again as long as I live.
David: It was not a joke. I love you, Erica Kane. I really, truly love you.

[Becca thinks about Scott]

Scott: You're a virgin.
Becca: I know that that might cause a problem for you because I'm not as experienced, like Greenlee.
Scott: You think I want you to be more like her?
Becca: I don't know. Maybe.
Scott: The deepest conversation we ever had was about thick- or thin-crust pizza. You're real. You don't play games. Greenlee, that's her specialty.
Becca: I know I'm old-fashioned. Scott: No. Hey. In case you haven't noticed, I like the whole package.

Opal: Oh, Becca, we need to replenish that Enchantment display. That stuff is just flying off the shelves. There's a new shipment in the back.
Becca: Ok.
Opal: We wouldn't want Erica walking in here and see-- well, well, well.
Becca: What?
Opal: The moon must be full. Look what just crawled out from under its rock.

Millicent: Hello, Opal. I'm here for my massage.
Opal: Is that right?
Millicent: Yes, with Sven. He is in today, isn't he?
Opal: Are you forgetting something, Millicent?
Millicent: Whatever might that be?
Opal: Well, that might be the fact that I told you to take your droopy derriere and never darken my door again. Or is your hearing impaired along with your manners?
Millicent: I'm very sorry I offended you, Opal.
Opal: Offended me? You slandered by best friend. You threatened to shut down my place of business.
Millicent: I was upset.
Opal: Oh, yeah. You bullies, you are all alike, aren't you? Fat talk and skinny walk. Well, I got news for you, missy. My business is better than ever.
Millicent: Yes. Well, I realized that it would benefit no one for me to carry out my -- uh --
Opal: I think the word you're looking for is "threat."
Millicent: After all, the Glamorama is the finest salon in the area, in the Mid-Atlantic region, for that matter, and --
Opal: Oh, please, please. It gets any deeper, I'm going to need a shovel to get out of here.
Millicent: In any case, I would like to extend the olive branch, Opal. I'm very sorry if I've offended you or your friend, and I would very much like to continue on as a patron of your fine establishment, if you would allow it.
Opal: Oh, shucks. Your money is as good as anybody else's, I suppose. Becca, put Millicent down for one with Sven. I think he's got a free slot coming up.
Millicent: Thank you. I'll go get my smock.

Becca: Opal, I thought you said that --
Opal: I know. I know what I said. But, hey, the woman knows were the best in town. So what are you going to do? Charge her triple and make sure she only gets one towel.

Millicent: Have you heard the latest about the Chandlers?
Greenlee: No. What?
Millicent: Well, it seems that Adam has tricked his own brother, Stuart, into selling his shares of WRCW without him even knowing it. The simpleton signed on the dotted line. Isn't it pathetic?

Stuart: I didn't find anything in the basement. Marian?

Adam: Damn. It looks like a bowl of spaghetti. I wonder what happens if I take this wire and touch it to this wire?

[Door opens]

Marian: Adam? Adam? Oh, the lights flickered a couple of moments ago. Was that your doing?
Adam: Marian, I'm an industrialist, not an electrician. I wouldn't know a circuit box from a shoebox. There is that one problem up in the blue room on the guest wing.
Marian: What about it?
Adam: Well, there's a leak in the ceiling. I was going to fix it. Could be the source of your problem.
Marian: Oh. Well, I'll have Stuart check it out.
Adam: Do that.
Marian: Oh, did you watch Rae Cummings on your monitor, darling? Oh, dear. Your enemy list seems to be growing by leaps and bounds, Adam. Pretty soon there won't be one person left in Pine Valley who won't want to shoot you on sight. So don't have any thoughts about getting out of there, darling, because you're much safer right where you are. So have a great day, darling.

Adam: It's working! I am a genius. Now, sooner or later, they're going to have to call an electrician, and he will find that the source of the problem is in this circuit box. Marian, you don't have to worry about being on the streets, darling. You're going to be making license plates at Statesville before you know it.

Millicent: Thank heavens Stuart isn't Scott's real father or I'd be seriously concerned for the boy's mental capacities.
Greenlee: Gran, you're bad.
Becca: Excuse me, Mrs. Greenlee. Have you ever heard of the old expression?
Millicent: What expression is that?
Becca: If you can't say something nice, then stuff a sock in it. Or in this case, a towel.
Millicent: Well, I've never.
Becca: And as for you, I can't believe that you can pretend to adore Scott's father and then to make fun of him behind his back.
Greenlee: Lighten up, Becca. Gran doesn't mean any harm.
Becca: Are you kidding? She's a mean-spirited old cow who gets off on lording over other people.
Greenlee: Watch it.
Becca: For her to stand here and insult the kindest, most decent man I've ever met?
Greenlee: Ok. So when Scott and I leave town, we won't have to listen to what our families think.
Becca: Wait a minute. You're leaving town? I thought that you were going to school here.
Greenlee: No. That was before WRCW got sold. Now Pine Valley's a nuclear wasteland, and I'll probably be out of a job. So I might as well go to New York with Scott. I mean, that is what he wants me to do.

Tad: That's a hell of a union. Scott? Come here. What the hell's going on? I figured the studio would be empty by now.
Scott: Well, don't get your hopes up. A couple of pizzas and heroes and a case of beer slowed them down, but --
Tad: Oh, I see. That's a good call. You're a good man.
Scott: Well, Liza filled me in. It's pretty unbelievable the extremes Adam will go to when he feels threatened.
Tad: Yeah, especially considering I never meant to come between him and Junior in the first place. This is the way he reacts.
Scott: Yeah, it's pathetic. Not to mention the underhanded way he bought his brother's stock. So much for family loyalty. Sorry, Tad.
Tad: Yeah? Sorry enough to be willing to see Adam get his from coast to coast?
Scott: Yeah. Just tell me what you need.
Tad: Eli. Just a second.
Eli: How are you?
Tad: Liza told you we were going to need to cut into "The Cutting Edge" feed, right?
Tad: Yeah. Just tell me when.
Eli: Ok. I will.
Scott: So what have you got in mind?
Tad: I think I'll ambush Adam on live television.
Scott: How?
Tad: Well, picture a game show. And the winner gets Adam.
Scott: As a door prize.
Tad: Sort of.
Scott: Well, won't he be tipped off when he sees the camera crews coming?
Tad: Not if you direct.
Scott: Me?
Tad: Mm-hmm. Welcome to guerrilla television.
Scott: Great. What's your gig in all this?
Tad: Well, that's another problem. I need to find myself a front man. Or woman.

Rae: You know what? That settles it.
Liza: You think?
Rae: Daniel and Adam are involved somehow. Otherwise, why would both of them have gone underground?
Liza: Well, I don't think that's the only reason that Adam has disappeared, but it's probably a part of it.
Rae: You know what? I bet right now they're sitting around somewhere smoking expensive cigars and laughing about how they've played us both for fools. I'll tell you what. Why don't you let me have a crack at Adam first. Let me torture him.
Liza: I'll hold him down for you.

Tad: The force is with us, young Chandler.

Adam: Ok. If I took -- this and this one. I could knock out the whole darn System

[Adam crosses two wires, causes a small explosion and is knocked unconscious]

David: Was that -- was that as great as I think it was?
Erica: Oh, I think it was the best ever.
David: You sure I didn't spoil things by saying -- by saying what I said?
Erica: No.
Erica: David --
David: Shh, shh, shh, shh. I have a terrible feeling you're going to say something I don't want to hear.
Erica: No, no, it's not bad, I promise. I want to talk to you about a party I was invited to.
David: Ok.
Erica: Palmer and Vanessa. Did you get an invitation?
David: Did I get the requisite engraved vellum? Yes, I did, much to my surprise. Why? What about it?
Erica: Well, I was wondering -- would you like to be my escort?
David: Hmm. Well, I wasn't planning on going.
Erica: Oh. I was.
David: How can I turn an invitation from you down? Am I going to have to wear a disguise?
Erica: No.
David: So are you saying that this is going to be our moment?
Erica: If you like.
David: Principessa, there is nothing that I would like more. Except maybe doing this.
Erica: About what you said earlier --
David: No. Don't say anything. No RSVP was required or expected.

Rae: How are you?
Tad: Uh --
Liza: Oh, Eli. Can I speak with you just for a moment? Excuse me.
Rae: See you later. I hear that you've lost your job?
Tad: Unfortunately.
Rae: Ouch. Tad: But there's hope for me yet. As a matter of fact, you just might be able to help me out.
Rae: Good, because, you know, that's why I was looking for you.
Tad: Me?
Rae: I understand that Adam is gone?
Tad: Has disappeared, yeah. He's gone underground.
Rae: Yeah, true.
Tad: But I know a way to smoke him out.
Rae: Do you?
Tad: Mm-hmm.
Rae: Good. How?
Tad: Well, my friend, that's exactly where you come in.
Rae: Come here. I know that look.

Marian: Adam, what have you done? The lights are --

Adam?
Adam?