Stuart: Do you like it?
Frannie: I love it. I think it's great. I'm going to take a look over here.
Stuart: Ok. Enjoy.
Stuart: you expecting somebody?
Marian: Oh, no, darling. Just the usual suspects. It's a great turnout, isn't it?
Stuart: Yeah. You're kind of expecting Opal to walk through the door, aren't you? She's usually the first one through that door when I have a showing.
Marian: No. Opal hasn't even crossed my mind.
Stuart: Oh? How come your head keeps turning around like an owl every time somebody opens the door?
Marian: I ran into that sweet little Greenlee this morning, and I invited her to come. And I wanted to be by the door, you know, in case she came.
Stuart: Marian. When are you going to stop interfering in Scott's love life?
Marian: I'm not. I just invited her to the opening. I mean, I can't help it if she might run into Scott tonight.
Stuart: Well, she won't because he's going to be up at the cabin tonight.
Marian: Up at the cabin?
Stuart: Yeah. He wanted to be alone.
Marian: Oh.
Stuart: He doesn't care about Greenlee any more than I care about her grandmother's historical PHAT preservation thing.
Marian: Oh, Stuart. But just think how much you would shine if you were on the PHAT committee.
Stuart: I don't want to shine. I love everything exactly the way it is. I'd love it even more if you'd stop fussing.
Marian: Oh --

[door closes]

Marian: It's not Millicent. I forgot to tell you I sent her an invitation.
Stuart: Millicent never comes to these things.
Marian: Well, why not, darling? She's an art lover.
Stuart: Not this art.
Marian: Oh. Yes, I guess you're right.
Frannie: Stuart. Oh, congratulations. It's all fabulous.
Stuart: Oh, thank you, Frannie.
Frannie: You always inspire me.
Stuart: Oh. Do you remember Frannie Powell, Marian? She was at our wedding.
Marian: Why, yes, of course. How are you? You used to exhibit here at Stuart's gallery, didn't you?
Stuart: Well, Frannie has moved on. She just had an installation at the Venice Biennale.
Marian: Oh.
Frannie: This is a much friendlier place. You should be very proud of your husband. I think I'll mingle. Excuse me.
Stuart: Yeah. She likes my show.
Marian: And so do I. Oh, Stuart. You're much more talented than she is. You should have your own show at the Venice Biennale.
Stuart: Oh -- do you know how much networking that takes? No, I'd rather just do my own thing and be around my own friends. And all the rest is really --
Marian: And to think of Opal not even showing up at your opening.
Stuart: Opal?
Marian: Yes. I mean, you said yourself that she was always the first one through that door.
Stuart: Well, she's real busy at the Glamorama right now. And I was a little disappointed she didn't respond to my invitation.
Marian: That's because she's holding a grudge against me because I didn't invite her to that society brunch last month. But that's no reason to be rude to you, darling.
Stuart: Everybody knows we are one person by now.
Marian: Oh.
Stuart: Maybe you two can make up, huh? That way she could come to my exhibit.
Marian: It's one thing for Greenlee to snub Stuart, but Opal? I'm going to get her here if I have to drag her by her hair.

Tiffany: Greenlee Smythe has been after your man ever since she dropped down from la-la land.
Becca: Let's get something straight. Scott is not my man, he wasn't, and he's not going to be.
Tiffany: Huh? You broke up? Well, what happened?
Becca: It's not important.
Tiffany: Oh, come -- well, maybe not to you. But if you can't make it work, what hope is there for me, huh, to find some sweet, wonderful guy like Scott?
Becca: Maybe that's it.
Maybe Scott isn't any of those things.
Tiffany: Let's go. Let's go.
Becca: Ok. Scott and Greenlee -- there's this tape of them from college. They're making love on it, and I saw it.
Tiffany: Oh. Oh. You know what? Forget it. Just forget it. I mean, you know that they were an item way back when.
Becca: That's not the point, Tiff. The point is that he made this video, and Greenlee says that he made it because he gets off on that kind of thing because he's a voyeur.
Tiffany: No way. What's his story?
Becca: Well, he said Greenlee secretly made the tape.
Tiffany: Well, yeah. And, what, you believe her over Scott?
Becca: Well, I mean, it makes sense. Scott wanted to tape Dixie after the miscarriage. He said that the most private moments make the best videos.
Tiffany: And that's your proof? Maybe all that he's really guilty of is being involved in a relationship with someone before he even met you.
Becca: Yeah, you know, I can't even think about it now. I told him I did not want to see him again.
Tiffany: I guess it's hard to get something like that off your mind. Well, listen, is that any reason to dump the guy? I mean, he didn't do it to you.
Becca: The point is, is that he did it, Tiffany.
Tiffany: Maybe not. Look, you're getting all bent out of shape about this. And then you're going to -- you're going to forget it and then you're going to think that Scott's just going to be there. Maybe he won't. Maybe someone else will have grabbed him.
Opal: Oh, no. What is this doing here?
Tiffany: What?
Opal: "Returned to sender."
Tiffany: Well, what's so important?
Opal: It's my regrets for Stuart's gallery opening. I sent it days ago. Maybe you could just walk it over there. I'd hate to have him think that I didn't respond at all.
Tiffany: Sure. But I have a client -- Greenlee Smythe.
Becca: Oh, you know what? I can take it for you.
Opal: Oh, you could, could you? Well, please do me the honors, and while you're at it, why don't you take the rest of the night off. I got a feeling it's going to be slow around here.
Tiffany: So you'll talk to Scott.
Becca: If he's there.
Tiffany: Where else would he be but at his dad's art show? Now, you're going to talk this whole video mess through, ok?
Becca: Well, I --
Tiffany: Come on! Now, you could be on your way to being one of the greatest romances of all time.
Becca: Ok, ok. Well, I'll do my best, but don't expect too much.
Greenlee: My sentiments exactly.

Gillian and Myrtle: Oh.
Myrtle: Sweetheart, darling. How lovely to see you again.
Gillian: Oh, I'll probably be staying with my grandmother most of the time, but it's so wonderful to have my little room back.
Myrtle: How is your grandma?
Gillian: She's much better, thank you.
Myrtle: Oh, good. It must have been real hard, you know, to find out that Dimitri's alive and then lose him after all this time again.
Gillian: How did you know?
Myrtle: Erica told me. Oh, I know -- I know it's got to stay in the family.
Gillian: Well, I'm glad you know. And I personally think that's why grandma's so much better -- because she has faith.
Myrtle: Yes. Faith..
Gillian: That Dimitri will come back and be alive, and so do I.
Myrtle: Faith is very powerful. Anyway, your room is exactly the way you left it, and you've got a new neighbor in Ryan's room -- a teacher. And -- do you ever see Ryan these days?
Gillian: No. No, I haven't seen him for ages. It's finally over between us, and I've accepted that.
Myrtle: Oh, well. Anyway, I see you've got a wonderful, wonderful new friend in your life.
Gillian: Yeah. It's for Colby.
Myrtle: Well, you're so good with Colby, the way you calmed her down that night she was so fussy.
Gillian: Oh. Did Jake tell you that I came by?
Myrtle: Oh, you've forgotten that I'm -- listen, you're talking to Myrtle, Myrtle the famous medium. Know all, see all.
Gillian: Yeah, well, his light was on.
Myrtle: You know, you could do a lot worse than Jake Martin.
Gillian: If only he believed that things were really over between Ryan and I.
Myrtle: Well, sweetheart, you just have to make some very clear signals so that he gets it.
Gillian: I swear, Myrtle, you do know and see all, don't you?
Myrtle: Yes, I do.
Gillian: It's really over between Ryan and I. But still, you know, when I think of Ryan, I get this ache in my heart, and I think Jake can see that.
Myrtle: Well, darling, Ryan was your first true love, and that's always going to be so. That's going to be the case. But you just have to convince Jake that Ryan is not part of your future.
Gillian: Is he home?
Myrtle: Go knock next door.

[Doorbell rings]

Gillian: Kelly.
Kelly: Hi, Gillian. Is Jake ready, do you know?
Jake: Kelly. I was just coming by to pick you up
Kelly: I'm so glad you suggested walking. It's a perfect night out.
Jake: Yeah, it's nice. You and Gillian know each other, right?
Gillian: Oh, yeah.
Kelly: Sure. Hi, Gillian.
Gillian: Hi.
Kelly: Are you here to baby-sit Colby?
Gillian: No. I live here.
Jake: Myrtle -- Myrtle. This is Kelly. She's an OR. Recovery nurse. This is Myrtle Fargate.
Kelly: Oh, I'm so glad to finally meet you.
Myrtle: Me, too.
Jake: Shall we go?
Kelly: Oh, I just walked past the Stuart Chandler gallery.
Jake: Mm-hmm?
Kelly: There's an opening tonight. Do you want to stop by for a bit?
Jake: Yeah. That sounds great. You're still up for dancing, right?
Kelly: Well, sure.
Kelly: I love Stuart Chandler's work. Let's just take a peek.
Jake: Ok. All right. Good night.
Kelly: Good night. I'll see you both again.

Myrtle: You see? You've got nothing to worry about. It's not serious.
Gillian: Well, it obviously is not their first date.
Myrtle: Well, they've had one, two, maybe three dates.
Gillian: Three times? And she calls him up in the middle of the night. I mean, what if this is serious? You know, this girl is notorious.
Myrtle: Darling, I'm very sure that Jake can take care himself, you know?
Gillian: She's dated half the men at Pine Valley hospital, and it's trips to Cancun and Las Vegas and then she just dumps them.
Myrtle: You know, I am never, never mistaken, and that girl reminds me of Delores.
Gillian: Who?
Myrtle: Delores. She used to be a plate spinner in the Carny.
Gillian: So why does Kelly remind you of Delores?
Myrtle: Well, I'll tell you. The two of us used to fall in love with the same gorgeous young man from Mobile. And, well, her charms were a bit more on the surface than mine, and he fell for her and they ran off together. I just knew she was going to break his heart.
Gillian: So what did you do?
Myrtle: Well, I followed them from Mobile to Galveston, and I found that beautiful young man there all by himself and in tears.
Gillian: No.
Myrtle: Yeah. Do you know what she did? She stole his watch, she stole his wallet, and she even stole the silver buckle from his belt.
Gillian: So you were right to follow them.
Myrtle: Oh, yes, yes, yes. He was so happy. I got the most beautiful smile and he dropped his pants and -- well -- no, no. No belt buckle, of course.
Gillian: That's exactly what I'm going to do.
Myrtle: What do you mean?
Gillian: I'm going to follow -- follow Jake and Kelly.
Myrtle: Now, wait a minute, darling. Wait a minute. Now this is a -- they'll know you. This was a -- my situation was all different. All different.
Gillian: Well, was it? See, I want to follow Jake so that I can make sure this girl doesn't hurt him, and that way I'll prove to Jake that I still care about him. See, this is -- this is perfect. Do you still have that trunk with all the Carny stuff?
Myrtle: Yeah. It's in the basement.
Gillian: I have a plan.

Woman: No, don't touch the art.
Stuart: It's all right. It's all right to touch it.
Woman: It is?
Stuart: You're supposed to touch it. It's -- it's -- well, it's tactile art. It's made to be touched. That's part of the fun.

[Horn honks]

Stuart: This one's fun.

[Horns honk]

Stuart: Becca. Hi.
Becca: Hi. This is amazing. Oh, oh, Opal wanted me to give this to you.
Stuart: Oh, thank you. Oh, this is what I -- she's sorry she couldn't come, but she's swamped with work at the Glamorama. That's what I figured it was. Thanks for bringing me this note. Can you stay around a while?
Becca: Sure. Sure. Yeah. Is -- is Scott around?
Stuart: No. No, Scott's up at the cabin tonight. Oh, I saw the documentary. It's terrific.
Becca: Yeah.
Stuart: Congratulations.
Becca: Scott did great. It was all his work.
Stuart: Well, he gives you a lot of credit. Your name is right there at the very end. I'm sure it's good enough to get him into film school
Becca: Oh, well --
Stuart and Becca: Has he heard yet from NYU.?
Stuart: I guess we haven't heard, anyway. Well, I'm sure they're going to say yes. Unless -- unless they said no and that's why he wanted to be alone. Why don't you go up and see him. Well, you can call first and you can just tell him you're on your way up.
Becca: Oh, well -- no, you know. I don't think that would be a good idea.
Stuart: If he's feeling bad about not getting into NYU, You're the best person in the world to cheer him up.
Becca: Yeah. Well, Scott and I kind of broke up.
Stuart: Oh. I'm sorry. How come? Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not supposed to ask questions like that, I guess. Well, at least now I know why he wanted to be alone.
Becca: Oh, well, I doubt it's because of me.
Stuart: Oh, I -- of course it is. You're just as important to him as film school.
Becca: But getting in to NYU. Means everything to Scott.
Stuart: So do you. Really. I know him.
Becca: I thought I did, too.

Greenlee: Are you almost done?
Tiffany: My, we're antsy tonight.
Greenlee: I'm going to see Scott Chandler tonight.
Tiffany: Really? I'm just surprised after the way he treated you the other night at your grandparents' anniversary party.
Greenlee: How was that?
Tiffany: Well, I don't move in high society circles, but if some guy left me at a hotel without even offering to bring me home --
Greenlee: Oh, sweetie. Don't worry. That will never happen to you. If someone leaves you alone in a hotel room, the least you'll get is bus fare.
Ow!
Tiffany: I'm sorry. You're done.
Greenlee I thought your little co-worker Becky told you everything. She's history. And Scott and I are closer than ever.

Marian: Oh, Greenlee. Are you going to the opening?
Greenlee: What?
Marian: The opening.
Greenlee: I'm sorry. I can't talk right now. I'm on my way to see Scott.
Marian: Oh, but Scott's in the woods. He's at Stuart's cabin.
Greenlee: I know. He's all by himself, but not for long.
Marian: Oh, I see. Just the two of you, huh?
Greenlee: Uh-huh.
Marian: How divine. Well, I hope you find him in a sociable mood.
Greenlee: Well, after he sees what I have to show hi he'll be grinning from ear to ear.
Marian: Oh, well.

Opal: So, Mrs. Chandler, did you have an appointment?
Marian: Opal, I know you've made it perfectly clear that you want nothing to do with me. But is that any reason to insult my husband?
Opal: Me insult your husband?
Marian: You didn't even respond to his invitation to his opening.
Opal: Oh, please, Marian. I am not the one who is in the habit of dumping old friends like they were yesterday's TV magazines.
Marian: Well, then why aren't you there cheering him on?
Opal: Well, I guess it's because I don't happen to be in possession of a boarding pass to the Mayflower and I didn't figure my presence would be appreciated.
Marian: Opal, I tried to explain to you. What I was trying to do is -- is -- oh.
Millicent: Good evening, Opal.
Marian. Good evening.
Opal: One moment, Millicent. Would you like to continue this in my private office?
Marian: Oh, no, darling. You mustn't keep Millicent waiting.
Opal: Oh, no, of course not. Of course not. Right this way, Millicent.
Marian: [Talking to herself] Now, Greenlee is with Scott, and that's their second date -- just exactly what Millicent wanted. So why can't I take credit for the date, and then Stuart will get what he should rightfully have. That's exactly what I am going to do. Millicent, darling. Wait up.

Kelly: Ooh, look at this one.
Kelly: It's amazing that Stuart sees art in all of this. And the way he goes on about Marian. He's made 21 works of art about her.
Jake: Well, those two are a love match.
Kelly: Oh, really?
Jake: Mm-hmm.
Kelly: Oh, that's so good to hear. Although it's an interesting question -- does it help or hurt an artist to be really in love?
Jake: Well, I think Stuart would tell you that it definitely helps.
Kelly: Sounds like you know the artist. I'll have to stick close to you.
Jake: Oh, that's a good idea. Hmm. It says here all this stuff in here is collected off the streets of Pine Valley.
Kelly: It's amazing what people throw away.
Jake: I don't believe it.
Kelly: What?
Jake: This -- this is my 3-wood. I threw this thing away, like, four years ago.
Kelly: Stop it.
Jake: What? I'm serious.
Kelly: You really had me going.
Jake: No, I'm serious.

Stuart: Well, what do
you think? Becca: Well, this is my first time to an art opening. But I love it. Like this one here. It reminds me of my Aunt Rosalie the day she got her hair cut short.
Stuart: Yeah.
Becca: Is that wrong?
Stuart: No.
Becca: I don't know. She was so sad that day. It kind of makes me homesick.
Stuart: Well, I'm glad the piece means so much to you. But I think maybe you were a little sad and a little homesick before.
Becca: I don't know. I guess the past couple days I've just needed a hug from my mama.
Stuart: How about a soda?
Becca: Thanks.
Stuart: You know, I just -- I think Pigeon Hollow is a wonderful place to be from. And I think Pine Valley is a wonderful place to be right now.
Becca: Well, when I moved here I didn't realize the places would be so different.
Stuart: You think so?
Becca: Well, yeah. You know, folks back home -- you can really tell what they're like, good or bad. But people here, they're just a lot better at hiding who they really are.
Stuart: Oh, really? Not Scott. Uh-uh. He's no better at hiding who he really is than me. I don't know -- I don't know what it is that's happened between you two, but I've got a feeling it's just a big misunderstanding.
Becca: I really wish it was. You know what? I better go.
Stuart: Becca, wait. Look, you're terrific, and I'd hate for Scott to lose you. And I'd hate for you to lose him, all over some dumb mistake. I think you owe it to yourself to give him another chance.

Jake: We haven't been over here.
Frannie: Oh! I'm sorry.
Gillian: No, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm sorry.
Jake: I like this one. I really like this. This is good.
Kelly: Wow. It says here that he saw this structure in his mind long before he ever collected the instruments.
Jake: Hmm. What vision. You know, I can actually feel his presence -- he or she's presence -- around this.
Kelly: Yeah?
Jake: Yeah. All around it, actually.
Kelly: Silent instruments all together. Such a simple idea, hmm? Isn't that moving?
Jake: Sure is.

[Horn honks]

Jake: Why don't we go.
Kelly: I'm ready if you are.
Jake: Oh, I'm more than ready. What do you say we go to the S.O.S.?
Kelly: All right.
Jake: How's the S.O.S. Sound?
Kelly: I heard you the first time.
Jake: Oh.

Marian: Well, you just missed Greenlee. But of course, you probably know that already.
Millicent: I haven't spoken to Greenlee all day.
Marian: You haven't spoken to her all day? Well, I've got to tell you that she's with Scott right now. Oh, it took a lot of work, but I finally arranged a romantic rendezvous in a small cottage in the woods. It's the perfect place for young lovers --
Millicent: Marian, I have no illusions about what Greenlee's up to, so you can skip the details.
Marian: Yes. But I thought you'd like to know, darling. So, I kept my part of the bargain.
Millicent: Bargain?
Marian: Yes. I arranged a second date for Greenlee with Scott. And now you have to make Stuart a member of PHAT.
Millicent: It isn't as easy as all that, Marian.
Marian: Well, of course it is, darling. You are PHAT. I mean, everybody listens to what you say.
Millicent: Oh, dear me. That simply isn't true. I think Selma's ready for me.
Marian, I'm afraid I have some disappointing news for you. I did float the idea past the board members, and -- well, the reaction wasn't quite what we had hoped. I'm sorry, but it's just not going to work out. Excuse me.
Marian: Well, what do you mean, it's not going to work out?
Millicent: Marian, please. Lower your voice.
Marian: We had a deal, Millicent, and I'm going to hold you to it.
Millicent: I had hoped to spare your feelings, Marian, but I can see that only the cold truth will stop a person like you.
Marian: Oh, really? And what happens to be the cold truth?
Millicent: The idea of Stuart Chandler as a member of the board is simply ludicrous. Our board members are prominent nationwide. We have judges, captains of industry. Now, Adam Chandler, yes. But what has Stuart done to deserve such an honor?
Marian: Well, Stuart knows all about architecture because he's an artist.
Millicent: He paints pictures, yes. But then so does my 10-year-old grandnephew. Stuart's almost a child himself. His manner of dress, his conversation. How do you propose that Stuart should represent us in the world? With his shadow puppets? It's almost an absurdist plot of a play to make a social ambassador out of the town simpleton.

[Knock on door]

Greenlee: I know, I know. You want to be alone. You're all shades of depressed. But I've got just the thing to cheer you up.
Scott: Greenlee, no. I'm just not up for this, all right?
Greenlee: You're kicking me out after I came all this way?
Scott: Sorry. Yeah.
Greenlee: Ok. I'll go. But do you mind if I set this down someplace? It's so heavy and it's got all this extra postage. It's from NYU.! Come on!
Scott: I'm in!
Greenlee: Ah!

[Scott kisses Greenlee]

Scott: Greenlee, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.
Greenlee: You just got into one of the best film schools in the country. You're happy. I'm sure you would have kissed the mailman if he would have brought the letter. Congratulations, Scott.
Scott: It's all here. Orientation material, the housing info. Oh, tuition. Ouch.
Greenlee: Oh, God, who cares? You have a trust fund. Don't you realize, Scott, this is the real beginning of your life.
Scott: I've been waiting for this for a long, long time. I got to tell Dad. I got to tell --
Greenlee: And to think I was part of your very first project back in L.A. I mean, not that you couldn't have gotten along without me.
Scott: No. You were great.
Greenlee: The day we showed the movie to our class, they were wild with excitement. They knew yours was the best.
Scott: Yeah, they kind of did
Greenlee: Now everything you've ever wanted is going to come true, Scott. That's why I wanted to be here when you opened that envelope. But I'm done here. So -- so I'll leave you so that you can start thinking of your first trilogy. Good night. Congratulations.
Scott: Greenlee, wait.

Marian: I -- I thought that you cared about art and culture. But if you and your society can't see that Stuart is a man of taste and of unique qualities, then you're just all a bunch of pompous, ignorant snobs.
Millicent: Well, then he's lucky he's not one of us. And as for your husband's taste, I think his choice in wives tells us all we need to know. Opal, I'm sorry this had to happen here.
Opal: Oh, no. Not at all. I'm really glad to hear what you had to say, Millicent, because now I can tell you with a completely clear conscience to take your droopy behind out of my establish and do not ever darken my door again.
Millicent: Do you realize to whom you're speaking?
Opal: I sure do. A dried-up, old prune who doesn't have a good thing to say about anybody until she's checked the social register and their stock portfolio.
Millicent: You're ruined in this town, Opal. One call from me, and anyone that is anyone will never darken your door again. Glamorama is history.
Opal: Oh, yeah. Says you. Well, I got news for you. Everybody knows that the Tyler's are the real power among the blue bloods in Pine Valley. And Phoebe Tyler-Wallingford happens to be my old bridge partner. One call to her from me, and you will be history. So I think you better make tracks quick, toots, because I got Phoebes on speed dial.

Marian: Opal. I don't deserve to have a friend like you.
Opal: No, you don't, but you got me.

Tina: I guess I know the difference between a 20 and a five.
Man: I guess you don't. I gave you a 20.
Tina: Really? Well, I don't know how I could have made that kind --
Man: I can prove it. The 20 I gave you, I wrote "Go Eagles" on it because I won it on a bet.
Tina: Oh, well, good. Then there's proof. Here. Let me check.
Tina: Here it is. You're right. A 20 that says " Go Eagles " on it. Well, wait. Here's a 100 that says " Go Eagles " on it.
Man: Oh, well -- yeah. Maybe when I bought the first round --
Tina: And a 10 that says " Go Eagles." And a five that says " Go Eagles." Gee, Roy, they all say " Go Eagles." I'm confused. I think I'm going to have to call the cops.
Roy: Give me my change.
Adrian: I think you're going to let her keep that.
Adrian: So how'd you figure it?
Tina: Well, gosh, for one thing, him and his pal were sitting over there just hooting and howling about the Eagles about an hour ago.
Adrian: Well, I'm really proud the way you handled yourself. Mateo did a good job.
Tina: Well, be sure and tell him, will you? I need all the help I can get.

Jake: So, what do you feel like? You want to eat first? Are you hungry?
Kelly: No, food can wait.
Jake: Yeah?
Kelly: But I'd love some Sangria.
Jake: Well. Sure.

[Gillian sits by Adrian in her disguise]

Adrian: This your first time here? I haven't seen you before.
Gillian: Yes.
Adrian: Would you care to dance?
Gillian: No.
Adrian: You're probably right. We're probably better off going somewhere a little bit more private.
Gillian: No.
Adrian: Oh. Gosh, I'm awfully disappointed, Gillian.
Gillian: Shh!
Adrian: What is with this getup?
Gillian: I'm following Jake. He's with a dangerous woman. You have to go dance with her.
Adrian: Ah -- yeah. Thanks, but no thanks.
Gillian: Come on. You have to dance with her.
Adrian: No, Gillian. I really don't want any part --
Gillian: You have to dance with her.
Tina: Ah! Oh, my --

[Gillian trips and falls into Tina who ends up holding Gillian's blond wig]

[Gillian screams]

Adrian: You all right?
Tina: Who was that?
Jake: I think that was my guardian angel.

Stuart: Where did you run off to?
Marian: I went to the Glamorama to see Opal.
Stuart: You did. Well, are you friends again?
Marian: Uh-huh. And I realized once again what I already knew -- that I am the luckiest woman in the whole wide world.

Greenlee: Do you still have that big, thick, purple notebook that you used to write in?
Scott: My -- my great thoughts book. My future films. Yeah.
Greenlee: You want to hear something funny? I always thought that when you would turn to write in the last page of that book that we'd still be together.
Scott: Greens, let's --
Greenlee: When we broke up, it hurt worse than anything I've ever felt before.
Scott: What we had was fun.
Greenlee: You don't believe me. You think that this is just a come-on.
Scott: I think you're used to getting what you want.
Greenlee: How could I not want you, Scott, when I already know what you have, and I know that's only going to get better?
Scott: Greens.
Greenlee: You want to keep your options open. That's fine. I can do anything you want me to. I can be anything you want me to be. Just as long as I'm still in the game.

Gillian: Please don't even say anything. I am -- I am so embarrassed.
Jake: What was that all about?
Gillian: I was worried about you. Kelly -- ok, I mean, you left here looking like you were getting ready to have a good time, and I just wanted to see if you were serious about her.
Jake: Well, Gillian, last I heard, you weren't ready to date me.
Gillian: Well, that was then. And I am now. If that's ok with you.
Jake: Hmm. Well, I think that's ok with me.
Gillian: I -- I got some pralines and cream ice cream.
Jake: Ooh. It's my favorite.
Gillian: It really is?
Jake: Yeah. Well, it is now.

Stuart: Opal forgave you, and you're friends again?
Marian: Yes. And I was a fool, Stuart, ever to risk my friendship with her.
Stuart: It was very brave of you to go over there and apologize to her. I'm very proud of you.
Marian: Oh, no, my darling. I'm very proud of you. Because you're the finest and most noble man who ever lived, and I'm not going to rest until everybody else in the world knows just that.
Stuart: I don't want the whole world to know. It makes me very nervous. I'm a happy man just knowing that you and Scott love me like you do. Ok?
Marian: Ok.
Stuart: Oh, I have good news.
Marian: Yes? What?
Stuart: I found out why Scott's been so down. He and Becca broke up. So I had a little talk with her. She's on her way up to the cabin right now, and I'm sure they can straighten everything out.
Marian: She's going to the cabin? Oh, she can't, darling. Scott's there with Greenlee.
Stuart: Greenlee -- he's with Greenlee?
Marian: Yes. We've got to stop Becca from going up to the cabin.
Stuart: Well -- it's too late.

Greenlee: Forget forever. We're here right now. We're alone. We know what to do when we're alone.
Scott: But I --

[Scott and Greenlee begin to make love while Becca watches through the window]