Adam: Now -- careful, careful. Careful. Don't get ketchup on that tie.
Junior: Maybe I should take it off.
Adam: I hope you like it. I picked it because it looks just like mine.
Junior: Yeah, it's all right. Jamie and I call them skinny bibs.
Adam: Ah, yeah. Well, you have fun at the office this morning? What was your favorite thing? Was it the video conferencing with my Belgian division?
Junior: The reception was kind of fuzzy.
Adam: Ah. Well, how about the on-line presentation of my new internet magazine?
Junior: The graphs were kind of cool. But aren't magazines supposed to have photos and stuff?
Adam: Ah. Yeah. Well, I hope there was something that you liked. What?
Junior: The showerheads in your private bathroom. Especially that one where you push the button and it shoots out steam. That was totally cool. Just like that superhero, Fission, when he vaporizes his enemies.
Adam: Yeah, well, I'm glad you liked the showerheads. That's good. I'm hoping that someday you'll come to appreciate some other aspects of my operation. They're going to be yours someday, son, you know that. All those people -- they'll be on your payroll. You'll be telling them what to do.
Junior: Really? I'll get to tell them what to do?
Adam: Right.
Junior: Can we go home now?
Adam: Well, you haven't had your banana split yet. Your favorite.
Junior: I'm kind of full.
Adam: Well, I'll tell you what. I'm going to check with my secretary about my schedule. Why don't you come on over to the bar and decide what you want. Ok?
I'll be right back. Could you look after this young man for a few minutes?
Bartender: No problem, Mr. Chandler.
Woman: Oh. Turn the sound up. It's Tad Martin on "The Cutting Edge"
Tad: Well, we're out of time boys and girls. I'd like to thank Dionne Loring, renowned pet psychic -- or as she prefers, "Pet Psychic." Tune in tomorrow while for our special guest on children and divorce. Maybe we should keep Dionne around for that segment, too, find out how dogs and cats really feel about divorce. We're going to need all the help we can get. Are we nuts? Are you? Tune in.

Bartender: He's a nice guy, too. He comes in here all the time.
Woman: Really? What's he like?
Junior: He's really cool.
Bartender: And just how do you know?
Junior: Because Tad's my dad.

Ryan: So, what do you think?
Hayley: Not bad. It's a step up from McKays. Not quite as sophisticated as Holidays.
Ryan: And check out the jukebox.
Hayley: Oh, awesome!
Ryan: I know. I thought you'd like that.
Hayley: Wow. It's really in mint condition. Look at this. Oh, they have the Monkees, The Jackson Five.
Ryan: I know.
Hayley: The Doobie Brothers.
Ryan: I didn't know you were so retro.
Hayley: Well, I'm more retro now than I was then, if you catch my drift.
Ryan: Yeah, I think I know what you mean.
Hayley: No, I used to make fun of this music when I was a kid. You know, I was, like, headbanger chick, into the hard-core heavy metal stuff.
Ryan: Kiss, Metallica, Zeppelin --
Hayley: Yeah.
Ryan: I know.
Hayley: I loved it all and wore the uniform to prove it. What about you? Let me guess -- wait a minute. Midwest -- so that's polka, right?
Ryan: That's very funny. No, I was into the blues, baby. I hung out at a motorcycle bar.
Hayley: Oh, stop it. You?
Ryan: Yes, me. Here, sit down. Yes. The bar was a dive, but they always had the best blues bands.
Hayley: Ryan Lavery, The Blues Brothers. Who'd have thunk it?
Ryan: Well, maybe you just don't know me as well as you think. Maybe you're just scratching the surface.
Hayley: Hmm. Maybe.

Mateo: Hi. Cheeseburger to go. And if you could put a rush on it? I'm starving.
Bartender: Forget to eat this morning?
Mateo: No. Just got off a plane. Hate airline food, you know?

Edmund: I'll check his bathroom.
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: He's not there.
Alex: It's cold.
Edmund: Where could he -- what?
Alex: The bed's cold.
Edmund: Tests. Maybe somebody took him for tests?
Alex: Yeah. I didn't order any.
Maybe Dr. Silbert did. Oh, I was just coming for you.
Dr. Silbert: Where's your husband?
Alex: Well, I was hoping you could tell me.
Dr. Silbert: Well, he was sleeping the last time I looked in on him.
Edmund: You're saying you don't know where my brother is? My brother's missing?
Dr. Silbert: I'll call security
Dr. Silbert: Thank you.
Edmund: Have they seen him? He's in his gown. He should be pretty easy to spot.
Dr. Silbert: Well, that's -- that's if he's left the grounds. Now, he still may be in the hospital. Patients often walk around the floors for exercise.
Edmund: What color robe -- Alex, what did he have?
Alex: Blue, I think.
Dr. Silbert: Mr. Grey, this isn't necessary. Our security team will handle it.
Edmund: Yeah, right. So will I, ok?
Dr. Silbert: Now, hospital protocol will not --
Edmund: Look, I don't give a damn about hospital protocol. I want to find my brother.
Alex: Edmund, this is a big hospital. You don't know your way around. You can't go racing in and out of patients' rooms, so just let security handle it. He's probably going to walk in here any minute now.
Edmund: 10 Minutes.
Dr. Silbert: I'll stay on top of it personally.
Alex: Thank you.
Edmund: Is he strong enough to wander around by himself?
Alex: I don't know. Yeah, I mean, his heart rate is solid. Pulse strong, pressure looks good. He was doing so well on the stem cell therapy. It's funny. When patients start rallying, they feel stronger and they get a lot more confident.
Edmund: Ok. Ok. Well, then maybe -- like what Silbert said -- maybe he got confident and went out and took some exercise.
Alex: Yeah. Yeah.
Edmund: So that's something my brother would do, you know, without telling anybody. Alex, look, he's strong. He's got a will of iron. He's a fighter. I mean, look, he survived all this, right? He'll be fine, wherever he is.

Ryan: We don't have to stay here.
Hayley: No, it's cool. Mateo and I talked.
Ryan: I know, but I'm here, and, well --
Hayley: It'll be ok.
Mateo: Hi.
Hayley: Hi.
Mateo: What's up? Checking out the new place?
Hayley: Yeah. Same as you.
Mateo: What do you think?
Hayley: It fills a gap. It's no Holidays, though.
Mateo: Nope. It's no Holidays.
Hayley: Taking a trip?
Mateo: No, just got back, actually. Texas.
Hayley: Oh, that's right. You had to go get Max.
Mateo: No, he's staying there. Burger's going to get cold. Got to go.
Hayley: Hang on a sec. Whoa. Will you excuse me? I'll be right back.
Ryan: Absolutely.

Hayley: Oh, hi.
Belinda: Hey, Mateo.
Mateo: Hey. How are you?
Hayley: Good to see you both.
Grace: Good to see you both.

Belinda: You just had to say that, didn't you?
Grace: Say what?
Belinda: You see, Aunt Grace, this is why I'm afraid for you to meet Adrian. You can't help yourself. You just have to meddle.
Grace: I don't meddle.
Belinda: Oh, no, no, no. Not you.
Grace: I simply want to meet the man. I haven't even so much as said hello.
Belinda: "Hello" is fine. It's the lengthy interrogations that's got me worried.
Grace: I'm sure they trained him to hold out under harsher interrogations in spy school.
Belinda: Aunt Grace, you promised. Besides, if you go on and on, we'll miss our matinee.
Grace: Girl, you get a grip. You may be my niece, but you're more like my daughter. And I know nothing about this fellow -- except you seem to think he hung the moon. So, no, a simple hello won't cut it. I want to know what makes this man tick.
Belinda: Ok, fine. Just don't push it, you know, about marriage and family.
Grace: Why not? What's wrong with marriage and family?
Belinda: Nothing. It's just that I think that he's starting to feel a little pressured.
Grace: Good.
Belinda: No, Aunt Grace, not good. You know, when we were at the Martin family picnic we were talking about children and everything -- he made a point of telling me that he wanted those things but that he was not in any rush.
Grace: Well, what's he got to do that's so much more important, hmm? He's been dating you for -- what -- months now, hasn't he? Practically lives at your apartment. I bet his car could drive there on its own. He probably has his own section in your closet.
Belinda: And how would you know all of this?
Grace: I got eyes in the back of my head, remember?
Belinda: Yes, of course. Aunt Grace sees all and hears all.
Grace: Your young man has some explaining to do, starting with why on earth he gave you a key to some old batting cage when he should have given you an engagement ring.

Adam: Come on, have a seat. Son, I just heard you tell that woman that Tad Martin was your father. He's your stepfather.
Junior: Yeah. I meant to say that. I --
Adam: Well, then why didn't you?
Junior: I don't know. I guess saying "Dad" is a whole lot easier.
Adam: Easier than what?
Junior: Than having to explain that mom divorced you and married Tad.
Adam: Everybody knows, understands the word "stepfather" and "stepmother," "stepsisters," "brothers." There's some in almost every family. I'll bet half the kids in your school have some of them or all of them.
Junior: I know. But Tad and I both hate the word.
Adam: Hmm.
Junior: He said it makes him sound like some ogre from a fairy tale.
Adam: Well, it helps clarify the relationship between the two of you. It helps prevent misunderstandings.
Junior: Ok. Tad said that if anybody asks, I could say he's my second dad. What does it matter what I call him, anyway?
Adam: Well --

Woman: Oh! Tad martin! We were just talking about you.
Bartender: See? I told you he came in here a lot.
Woman: I am a really big fan.
Tad: I could tell.
Woman: Can I get your autograph?
Tad: Yes, absolutely you can. Can I use your back?
Woman: Uh-huh.
Tad: Thanks.
Woman: Yeah.
Tad: Okey-dokey. Here you go. Here you are.
Woman: Thank you.
Tad: You're welcome. Thank you.
How you doing, hotshot? How was your swim meet with all those corporate sharks, huh? Still got all your limbs, I see. Oh, yes. Oh, and what's this? Oh -- a nifty new power tie.
Adam: I would appreciate it if you wouldn't belittle my livelihood -- or my son's tie, for that matter.
Tad: Oh, is that what I was doing? I'm sorry, Adam. I certainly wouldn't mean to belittle your livelihood. This tie, on the other hand, is just too junior republican. You look like Pat Buchanan, for God's sake. Take that off now.
Adam: We had a lot of fun this morning, didn't we, son?
Junior: Yeah.
Adam: You bet. We're going to have even more fun tomorrow.
Junior: Tomorrow?
Adam: Absolutely. You're going to sit in on your first board meeting.
Tad: No. No way.
Adam: Why don't you go over there and see about that banana split, ok? Go on.
Tad: What are you going to do, say no to a banana split? Come on, take off. Come on.
Junior: Ok.
Adam: What the hell do you think you're doing? Why are you trying to come between me and my son?
Tad: You know, it's a little late in the year to look for an appointment book, but if you really insist, I'll send you one.
Adam: What is that supposed to mean?
Tad: It means you seem to have forgotten your scheduled appointments with Junior.
Adam: So you're preventing me from seeing him?
Tad: Oh, for God's sake, Adam, don't make this into something it's not. Look, you're the one that's had this custody arrangement with Dixie for years. Besides, he's going to be in school.
Adam: No. No, no, not today and tomorrow. I happen to know his teachers are in meetings.
Tad: So you're going to make sure you ruin his entire day by corralling him into meetings, too. Is that it? Adam, come on. He's a 10-year-old boy, all right? He should be getting his last taste of summer, cruising around on his bike with his friends someplace, not trussed up like some corporate turkey in a shirt and tie all day.
Adam: He should be spending some time with his father.
Tad: Well, I'm sorry, Adam. You know what they s -- deal's a deal.
Adam: Oh, is that really the way you want to play this?
Tad: I don't want to play it at all. What the hell is your problem? Why are you turning it into such a big issue all of a sudden?
Adam: It wasn't a big issue when Jake came by and took my daughter out yesterday on a day that was not his scheduled day. It's amazing to me how you people just take the rules and shift them around to --
Tad: Wait a minute, wait a minute. Keep your voice down. What Jake and Liza decide to do with their daughter is their business, not yours.
Adam: What Dixie and I decide to do with my son is our business. You stay out of it.
Tad: Absolutely. Dixie sent me here to pick up her son. That's all I'm doing.
Adam: No, that's not all you're doing. You're trying to undermine my authority, and I'm not going to let you get away with it.
Tad: Well, I'm sorry, Adam. I really am, but I don't make the rules.
Adam: No. You and your family just break them. Well, if Jake doesn't play by the rules, then don't you expect me to play by them.

[Belinda remembers…..]

Adrian: I think what we have here is you bring out the best in me.
Belinda: No. I would like to believe that, but I think that you are just a kind person -- a nice well-brought-up person. You saw me in the courtroom today and you realized that I needed a little TLC, And here you are.
Adrian: I'm enjoying this as much as you are.
Belinda: See? That's what I mean. You're -- you're special because you just enjoy giving.
Adrian: What's not to enjoy? Growing up, I saw my mother and father doing for each other. The outside world wasn't for them, but, you know, they made a world of their own. They lifted each other up, and they made each other's life worthwhile.
Belinda: I guess you think that's a norm.
Adrian: No, it's not. But it should be.

Grace: Belinda, what -- where were you just then?
Belinda: Aunt Grace, Adrian's a very special man. Please don't push him.
Belinda: There he is now. Now, promise me -- you're going to be nice, right?
Grace: I am always nice. He is a looker.
Belinda: Aunt Grace, I am serious. Don't scare him off.
Grace: Be sensible. A big, strong guy like that has nothing to fear from little old me.
Belinda: Hi.
Adrian: Hey. Am I late?
Belinda: No. Right on time as usual. Adrian, I'd like you to meet my Aunt, Grace Keefer. Aunt Grace, this is Adrian Sword.
Adrian: It's an honor to meet you. I've heard a great deal about you.
Grace: I've heard a great deal about you. Oh, my. You'd think I was the Queen of Sheba.
Adrian: Well, aren't you?
Belinda: Oh, thank you.
Adrian: I must say you've done an excellent job of raising Belinda. She is a very special lady.
Grace: I absolutely agree.
Belinda: Ok. Stop, you-all. I don't think my ego can take this much flattery.
Grace: I'm sure your ego can hold up under our flattery and a whole lot more. There aren't many women who could come through the kind of heartbreak that my niece has had to bear and still become a gracious, lovely, warm-hearted lady.
Adrian: Well, she's definitely all that.
Grace: That's why she deserves nothing but happiness and dreams fulfilled.
Adrian: I couldn't agree more.
Grace you see, Belinda? Adrian and I agree. So tell me, Adrian, what are your dreams?
Adrian: Dreams? Well, I've always imagined taking a ride across the Australian outback on a motorcycle.
Grace: Hmm.
Adrian: Kind of a modern version of the aborigine walkabout.
Grace: Aborigines?
Adrian: Oh, yeah. They believe in being at one with the earth. Just the wind across my head and face, the sun on my back, just nothing but open sky and road.
Grace: Hmm. You like to keep moving, huh?
Adrian: Oh, yeah. Don't mind a little speed at all.
Grace: Hmm. So, does this motorcycle have one helmet or two?
Belinda: Aunt Grace.
Grace: Well, I couldn't help but notice your dream doesn't include my niece.

Hayley: Shouldn't Max be getting back for school?
Mateo: Everything's ok.
Hayley: I know it's none of my business and everything, but school's already started. Now, I'm sure you and Raquel have it under control and everything, but --
Mateo: He's going to school in Texas. Yeah, Max and Raquel are staying there for good.
Hayley: Texas. Wow.
Mateo: Yeah. It's good, though I mean, he has his grandparents there, his cousins, aunts, uncles. Best friend named Billy. They do everything -- you know, they go around, play.
Hayley: What are you saying, Mateo? You're giving up custody of your son?

Edmund: It's been more than 10 minutes. What the hell's happening?
Alex: Well, it's not long enough to search a hospital. Dr. Silbert: Security's been through the main areas. They've been unable to locate Mr. Marick so far.
Edmund: Well, then look more than in the main areas. Look in the supply closets, the lab, the operating room.
Dr. Silbert: Mr. Grey, they are continuing to search, but they had to check the obvious places first.
Edmund: Well, that was a waste of time because my brother's too smart for that. If he was trying to escape --
Dr. Silbert: Escape?
Alex: Why would he do that? He chose this facility.
Edmund: Well, he chose to leave, too, Alex.
Alex: Have they checked everywhere outside?
Dr. Silbert: They're doing that now. I have to ask -- by any chance, did you find a note of any kind in his room?
Alex: A note?
Edmund: Why are you asking about a note?
Dr. Silbert: Well, perhaps he wrote one telling you where he was going and you overlooked it. Maybe it fell behind the bed.
Alex: No, I didn't see one.
Edmund: Excuse me. Dr. Silbert: I'll tell you what security finds when they finish checking the grounds.
Alex: Thank you.
Alex: It's the tie to his robe.
Alex: Good. Security's searching the grounds .
Edmund: What kind of hospital is this? This thing should be bolted so patients can't do stuff like this.
Alex: He wasn't a prisoner.
Edmund: Well, then why did he climb out the window?
Alex: I don't know. Sorry.
Edmund: I'm sorry. Look, could he have become disoriented, delusional?
Alex: No. I think he knew exactly what he was doing.
Edmund: Then why would he leave? We were making preparations for him to -- to leave, to come home, bring him home to Wildwind.
Alex: He wouldn't have gone to Wildwind.
Edmund: Yeah, he was looking to forward to coming home to Wildwind.
Alex: No, you were looking forward to him coming home.
Edmund: He started to hyperventilate.
Alex: What? Edmund: When I asked him if Gillian could come to see him.
Alex: What else did he say exactly?
Edmund: That he loved me and that he apologized for keeping his illness from me.
Alex: And?
Edmund: And that he wanted me to look after you.
Alex: Me? He said that?
Edmund: Ahem. And that he wanted -- he said that Maria would have wanted me to set myself free. Alex, what are you thinking?

Tad: Let me get this straight. You want more time with Junior because Jake took Colby to a picnic when it wasn't his day? I.E., You feel entitled to break the rules with your son because Jake broke the rules with his daughter. Is that right? Completely independent of what Liza or Dixie might think about this. Don't be ridiculous, ok? You're acting like a fool. The answer is no. No. You understand? So what are you going to do? You going to take your marbles and go home?
Adam: It's not up to you to say no.
Tad: You're right. You're absolutely right, Adam. Liza gave Jake permission because it was a special occasion. But if you want to walk out to that lobby, get on that phone, and call Dixie, you go right ahead. Call her. Ask her about taking Junior tomorrow. I'll let her be the one to tell you about his soccer practice and the fact that he's supposed to meet up with his best friend afterwards. I think it's what you moguls call a scheduling conflict.
Adam: He can miss a practice of soccer, and he can see his friend any time he wants.
Tad: Miss practice? Well, you obviously don't know much about that soccer team, do you? Or the coach -- a man who will give him a truckload of flak just for being five minutes late, let alone blowing off practice. And what about all the grief he's going to get from his disappointed teammates, huh? Or his best friend? Well, you may think that's just kid's stuff, but you know what? He's a kid. To him, it's kind of important.
Adam: Yeah. Well, it's important that he spend time with his father, too.
Tad: No, no, it's important that he drop anything that's going on in his life and come running whenever you snap your fingers and decide it's "Bore your son to death at work" day. Well, you know what? You might not mind dragging your son through insignificant little kiddie hassles, but I certainly do.
Adam: What -- it's none of your damn business.
Tad: Of course it is.
Adam: Why is that?
Tad: Come on, Adam. Because -- because I -- I --
Adam: Why? Because you're his father? Is that what you were about to say? Sorry. The position is filled.

Belinda: I tried to warn you, Adrian.
Adrian: I've survived worse. Don't worry about it. Besides, I like a woman who calls it as she sees it.
Grace: Well, it's good to know where you stand with folks. That way there are no surprises down the road.

[Pager beeps]

Adrian: Well, it looks like Mike's handle. Excuse me, ladies, but I think I should answer this.

Belinda: What do you think you're doing?
Grace: What I've always done -- looking out for my baby girl.
Belinda: Aunt Grace, I don't need protecting.
Grace: I think you do. More than you realize.

Mateo: I'm not giving up custody of Max. It's just Raquel and I agreed that he's better off in Texas, you know, with her parents.
Hayley: I thought she ran away from her parents.
Mateo: Well, she did, but everything's different now. They've opened up their hearts, their home. Max has some stability. He deserves it -- a place where he can be a kid, be happy.
Hayley: What about you?
Mateo: I miss him. It's been six hours and I miss him already, but if you saw him, you'd know it was right.
Hayley: Are you sure this isn't some sort of ploy by Raquel? You know, "I'll come to Pine Valley with you and tell Hayley the truth if you let me keep Max here in Texas with me"?
Mateo: We didn't make any deals. We're doing what's better for Max. What's best for all of us.
Mateo: Better go.
Hayley: Yeah. Here. Burger.
Mateo: Yeah.
Hayley: The prices here --
Mateo: Good, good.
Hayley: Seem fair, yeah.
Mateo: Yeah, it's affordable.
Hayley: You know what I noticed, though -- that, you know, it's lunch, and this is a great locale. I just think, like, there should be more people here. Maybe they need some --
Mateo: Listen, I'd love to stay and talk to you, but I can't. Seeing how you're busy, neither can you.
Hayley: Ok. Some other time, then.

Ryan: Hey. I ordered you some chili fries with extra cheese.
Hayley: Great. Thank you.
Ryan: I'm going for the California burger with onion rings. Gives me something to talk about with the owner tomorrow when I try to sell him some airtime on "The Cutting Edge."
Hayley: That's a good idea. This place needs some publicity.
Ryan: Yeah. Ahem.
Hayley: Max and Raquel are staying in Texas.
Ryan: I didn't see that coming. Mateo decided to let them stay? I didn't think he'd do that.
Hayley: Neither did I.

Edmund: What do you know, Alex?
Alex: I don't know anything for sure.
Edmund: What do you know not for sure?
Dr. Silbert: Security's made an initial search of the grounds. They can't find your brother.
Edmund: He's gone. He's -- we found this. It was in the window. It's from his robe.
Dr. Silbert: Listen, do you mind if I take this, show it to security? And they'll know what his robe looks like.
Edmund: Yeah, fine. Thanks. Listen, I'm going to call the police.
Dr. Silbert: That would be wise. I'll give this to security.
Edmund: Yes, this is Edmund Grey. I need to speak to Derek Frye. It's an emergency. Edmund Grey.

[Alex remembers her nightmare…]

Alex: God.
Edmund: Alex? Alex, are you all right?
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: What's wrong?
Alex: Oh, God, such a horrible dream. What time is it? Is Dimitri all right?
Edmund: He's fine. He's ok. He's all right.
Alex: Oh, dear. It was horrible. I was -- I was swimming in the ocean. It was night, it was freezing cold. I was looking for Dimitri. I couldn't see him, but I just had this feeling that he was below the surface. So I dove down, but it was so dark I couldn't see anything. He was there within my reach, and I couldn't save him. Isn't that ironic? And I couldn't breathe, and I was just trying to swim to the surface, but the currents kept pulling me down. Oh, no.

Edmund: Right. Yeah, Derek, I'm in Seaview hospital, but I'm out of here. Listen, thanks. Ok, great. They're putting out an APB.
Alex: I think I know where he is.
Edmund: Where?
Alex: Come on.

Tad: Adam, I am not trying to usurp your position as Junior's father. He loves you. Everybody knows that. I respect the relationship you two have together.
Adam: Then why do you take every opportunity to undermine it?
Tad: I don't.
Adam: No, don't insult my intelligence. What about that little stunt at the picnic?
Tad: What -- what stunt? The three-legged race? You said yourself you were wearing a suit. You didn't want to play.
Adam: So, second dad to the rescue.
Tad: Why not? What, would you rather he not participate because he doesn't have a partner? Or was it me being his partner that offends you so much? In that case, what the hell were you doing there, anyway? Spying on us?
Adam: I came to see my son.
Tad: Oh, that's right. Yeah, I forgot -- your sudden urge to invite your son to dinner.
Adam: Yes, and you refused right in front of my son, once again undermining my authority.
Tad: Adam, Junior had a scheduled day. You were the one pushing the envelope. You sound paranoid.
Adam: Well, why should I sound paranoid? Because you congratulated your brother, Jake, on rescuing Colby from my negative influence.
Tad: Ah. That's it. My, my, my, what big ears you have, Grandma.
Adam: Well, I'm glad I heard it because now I know exactly what I'm up against. It's the whole damn Martin clan, isn't it? Well, let me put you all on notice. Adam Chandler Jr. Is a Chandler. He's not a Martin. And Colby may be a Martin by name, but she's being raised under my roof by her mother, Liza Colby Chandler, my wife.
Tad: Thanks for the lesson on genealogy.
Adam: And whether you like it or not, I'm going to have a big influence in these children's lives, and you'd better respect that.
Tad: Or what?
Adam: Well, try me and find out. But be smart. Just leave it alone.

Grace: Adrian is everything you said he was -- handsome, intelligent, strong, charming, and seemingly very well brought up.
Belinda: Yeah, he comes from a lovely family.
Grace: Well, it shows. He's a fine young man.
Belinda: Well, Aunt Grace, this is high praise, especially coming from you.
Grace: Believe it or not, I want to like any young man who puts such sparkle in your eyes.
Belinda: Thank you.
Grace: Well, don't thank me yet. You might not like what I'm about to say.
Belinda: Don't say it.
Grace: Adrian obviously cares for you. He'd be crazy not to. But, baby, he doesn't love you the way you want him to, the way you deserve to be loved.
Belinda: And you can tell all of this over a glass of iced tea and a short meeting?
Grace: Yes.
Belinda: Then we should get you a 900-number, you know? Aunt Grace -- clairvoyant. She can predict the outcome of your relationship in less than three minutes.
Grace: Belinda, it's clear that Adrian is not ready to settle down any time soon.
Belinda: Who said I was?
Grace: Now, you know you can never lie to me.
Belinda: I'm not.
Grace: Then quit lying to yourself. I've seen you look at children. You want a home of your own one day, and sooner rather than later. I've watched you keeping yourself busy to keep from feeling lonely. Honey, you've been ready. There's nothing wrong with that. It's only natural to want to settle in with somebody you love.
Belinda: I do want that, Aunt Grace, and I love him.
Grace: I know. But open your eyes and see him for who he really is -- a wonderful man who might not be the one.

Ryan: Well, I think it's great that max likes Texas, that his grandparents like him, because he's a good kid. He is a good kid. It's good for people to be proud of him.
Hayley: Yeah, he had a really horrible year this past year, you know?
Ryan: Yeah. Yes, I guess I can see why Mateo decided to let him stay in Texas. For his sake.
Hayley: Yeah.
Ryan: You think there's any other reason why? For you?
Hayley: I don't know.
Ryan: Well, just so you know -- as far as I'm concerned, this doesn't make any difference. I'm not backing away.
Hayley: Good. Because I don't want you to.

Edmund: Dimitri?
Alex: Dimitri, where are you? Dimitri!
Edmund: Dimitri!
Edmund: We've been all over this beach. Whatever was in your dream, he's not here.
Alex: Oh, god. Oh. It's his robe.
Edmund: Dimitri? Dimitri!
Alex: Oh, no, darling, please.