Hal: Yes, it is necessary, Jennifer. I want your full itinerary. I want contact numbers of every hotel where you'll be staying. And don't forget. And I love you --
Emily: Something wrong?
Hal: Yes. My daughter is leaving the country, and I can't stop her.
Emily: Is that what you wanna do?
Hal: Of course it is. I want her to do everything I say, when I say it, no questions asked.
Emily: Oh, well, that's very reasonable.
Hal: A man can dream, can't he?
Emily: All right, what's the name of the magazine that hired her?
Hal: It's the, um -- it's on a pad on the table.
Emily: Okay, okay, okay, just wait a minute. Here. All right, Rome. We know she's in Rome, and I will use my contacts at The Intruder to get her schedule and a list of all the people she's working with. Consider it done.
Hal: Oh, that's much better than my plan.
Emily: Which was?
Hal: To fly to New York and drag her back by the ear.
Emily: Stick with me, okay?
Hal: That's what I'm doing.
[Tapping on window] oh, maybe they'll go away.
[Tapping continues] no.
Emily: No. Mom!
Susan: Hello, darling. Hi. Hi, Hal.
Susan: I got your message about moving in here with Hal. And do you have a moment? I'd like to discuss it with you.
Emily: That won't be necessary.
Susan: Oh. Well, then I guess Hal can hear this, too. Have you absolutely lost your mind?
Maitre d': Are you sure this is suitable for you, Mr. Ryan? I'd be happy to bring you to another table.
Paul: Oh, no, no, this is fine.
Maitre d': Excellent. May I offer you a complimentary glass of Merlot to start?
Paul: Sure, that'd be great.
Maitre d': And a rusty nail for the lady?
Rose: You got a good memory, my friend. Make sure the bartender puts some hair on it this time, would ya?
Maitre d': I most certainly will. Anything else?
Paul: Yes. Our realtor is gonna be meeting us, Ms. Cochran. So could you show her to our table when she arrives?
Maitre d': I'd be delighted. And may I say, Mr. Ryan, congratulations on your success in New York.
Rose: There it is. That's the reason -- that's the reason he's being so nice to you.
Paul: Why is that?
Rose: He heard about New York. You're a big success. You're gonna be tipping big.
Rose: Everybody loves a winner.
Paul: I know I do.
Rose: Aw. Listen, I think we're wearing her down.
Rose: Your ma. You told her we were gonna live together, and she was, like, civil about it.
Paul: I know. It didn't seem like her at all.
Rose: Could be she's changing.
Paul: Could be.
Rose: Or -- ?
Paul: Or she's being coached by my father.
James: Think of it, Barbara. It's gonna be wonderful -- working together after all these years.
Barbara: Or I'll end up drowning in a sea of regret with no one to blame but myself.
James: Nonsense. This is a worthy project we're embarking on, you and I. I mean, think of it. The systematic elimination of Rose, Emily and Carly -- three women who've hurt you very badly. There's great symmetry there, great possibilities.
Barbara: Carly and Emily and Rose all deserve whatever happens to them. But are you sure?
James: Barbara, I'm sure of everything. It's a burden I bear, but I've become accustomed to it. Wait, wait a minute. Do I sense some misgivings from the woman who has everything to gain?
Barbara: Let's do it.
James: Oh, excellent. Now, the first thing I'm gonna need is information -- as much information as we can muster about these three little witches.
Barbara: I've kept my feelings locked inside for so long. No one really understands the depth of my anger.
James: Well, present company excluded, of course. Shall we begin?
Barbara: With whom?
James: Madam, the choice is yours.
Barbara: Carly Tenney.
Carly: You expecting anybody? Guess I better find out who that is.
Molly: Is it a bad time?
Carly: No, not for you, never. Come on in.
Molly: These are for you. Parker, my man, nice puzzle.
Carly: These are for me? For what?
Molly: Oh, for that "standing room only" smash hit triumph in the fashion world. Honey, I'm so proud of you.
Carly: Oh, thank you. These are beautiful. Who told you?
Molly: Well, the local New York coverage came through at the station, so I saw it all -- Paul announcing to everybody that you designed all the clothes and everybody going wild.
Carly: Absolutely unbelievable, right? It's the last thing I expected.
Molly: So how did it feel? Huh? Tell me, I mean, I wanna hear all -- everything, all the details.
Carly: Well, first of all, Barbara found out that Paul hired me to do the collection.
Molly: Ew. That couldn't have been fun.
Carly: No, it wasn't. So she came to New York to confront him. Paul somehow convinced her to go back home, only she never ended up on the return flight.
Molly: She snuck back to the show?
Carly: Yes, she did. And she tried to destroy every single dress that hadn't been shown yet.
Molly: But I thought everything was --
Carly: Hang on. So a reporter found out about the whole thing, threatened to print it all.
Molly: So, Paul told them that you designed all the clothes to beat them to the punch, right?
Carly: Right. Only it wasn't Paul's idea. It was Craig's.
Molly: Craig -- Craig was there, too?
Carly: Yeah. Yeah, he was. He came to help me. I'm really glad he did. He's my hero. I honestly don't know what I would've done without him.
Molly: Craig Montgomery, a hero. Yeah, I'm having a really hard time wrapping my brain around that image, Carly.
Carly: Well, I do have another challenge for you then. Something else happened while I was in New York. We -- well, let's just say that I had a room and he didn't.
Molly: No! Oh, my God.
Carly: I know. Yeah. It was quite the peak experience.
Molly: I leave you out of my sight for two days --
Carly: Molly, please. I need your support here. Craig and I don't have a lot of people on our side.
Molly: So you two are -- a couple?
Carly: We're trying to be. Clumsily trying to be.
Molly: Oh. Okay, I mean, if you know what's best for you. And I think whatever, you know -- one question. If you and Craig are together, why are you still getting flowers from Jack?
Craig: A small gift from my journey to New York.
Margo: Hi. Ah, pizza. Why, that is so thoughtful of you.
Craig: That's from my favorite pizza spot in Manhattan. I had the hotel freeze it.
Margo: Well, I'll have it as an appetizer before dinner. Because, you know, caviar just gets so boring night after night. Hey, I heard about the fashion show. That must've been quite a night, huh?
Craig: And memorable. Who told you?
Craig: Jack? Everywhere I go, people talking about Jack.
Jack: You got a problem with that, Craig? Why don't you tell me all about it?
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Margo: Hi, Jack. What are you doing here?
Jack: Right. No, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. You know -- what's important to me, my place in the world, I'd like to have -- I'd like my badge back, please, Margo. That is, if the department still --
Margo: What? If the department wants you? Is that -- what are you thinking? Of course.
Jack: Well, if there's one thing I've learned the last few weeks, it's never to take anything for granted.
Margo: Oh -- Jack, this is the best news I've heard. I mean, not only for the department -- for me! That's -- welcome back, detective. We missed you.
Jack: Well, it's good to be back, detective.
Margo: All right. Well, I will draw up the paperwork before you change your mind.
Jack: Ah, how long do you think that's gonna take?
Margo: 15 minutes, why?
Jack: I just got one more stop I gotta make.
Craig: Well, congratulations, Jack. I'm honored to be present. It'll feel good to have your nose back up against the old grindstone.
Jack: Right, right. Well, thank you, Craig. I know you always have my best interests at heart.
Craig: You'd be surprised. Do you have a minute? There's something I'd like to talk to you about in private.
Jack: About what?
Craig: Just wanna catch you up on recent events.
Barbara: From what I understand, Carly's parents were dirt poor. Her mother left Carly and her father when Carly was very young, to marry another man for his money.
James: Ah, wounded in early childhood. Interesting.
Barbara: There's more. Carly's mother had another daughter who inherited millions.
James: Oh, I see. Okay. Envy, anger, resentment -- makes for a messy little psyche.
Barbara: Oh, she's a real piece of work -- a cheat, a home wrecker. She seems to live by the motto, "I take what I can get." She found her way into Hal's bed, got pregnant, had a child by a certain deadline so she could reap millions herself.
James: Hmm. I do admire that kind of nerve.
Barbara: Except it was a fraud. It was a setup. She didn't get a dime. So she may be a schemer, but she's not a very good one.
James: I see. And Carly's patterns now, any deviation from the past?
Barbara: No. She's the same grasping, greedy, classless slut she's always been.
James: Oh, slow, Barbara, slow. I don't wanna miss any of your pithy adjectives.
Barbara: She claims that she's a different person, that she's more sensitive, she's evolved. But I've seen her in operation for years. She may be a little older, maybe a little more subtle, but nothing has changed essentially.
James: This is excellent ammunition, Barbara. And I promise you -- all will be used against her.
Carly: Now, don't jump to any conclusions. Jack sent me these flowers to congratulate me, yes. But it's also sort of a -- of a good-bye.
Molly: It's just not how it's usually done.
Carly: Well, so what? So he wishes me the best. Is there something wrong with that?
Molly: No, Carly. It's just that -- well, you know. I mean, you guys have said hello, good-bye, hello, good-bye, hello --
Carly: Well, not this time. This time it's over, and there's no turning back.
Molly: Does he know you're with Craig?
Carly: Well, he -- he has seen us together. He knows that Craig was with me in New York. What?
Molly: This gets good. Jack was in New York, too?
Carly: Yes. Well, he followed Barbara when she took off. And he -- well, there's -- Barbara tried to stab me with these scissors, and Jack stepped in just in time and stopped her.
Molly: He saved you again, Carly. Doesn't that prove how much he cares about you?
Carly: No, it doesn't. It doesn't prove anything. Jack and I -- we tried. We really tried. We gave ourselves a lot of chances. If it was meant to be for us, it would've been already.
Molly: Okay. Fine. You say Craig makes you happy. Well, then, I'm happy.
Carly: Good. Craig is not a saint. But he's not the monster that everybody seems to think he is. He can really be incredibly sweet and caring. I've never seen that side of him before. I'm seeing it now.
Molly: And then some. What a story. Really. Underdog makes big in the fashion world, and two people that know each other don't really know each -- in fact --
Molly: Nothing. I'm just -- would you be willing to go public with this? Like, say, maybe on the evening news?
Craig: This other stop you were gonna make, Jack -- Carly's?
Jack: That's none of your business.
Craig: No. No, I just don't want you going there unprepared.
Jack: For what?
Craig: Well, Carly and I, Jack -- we've gotten a lot closer. You know what I mean? Carly and I are together, Jack. I just thought you should know.
Jack: Yeah, yeah, you're considerate like that, aren't you?
Craig: No, no, I thought you should know. It had been developing for a while --
Jack: Right. You know, I really don't need to hear this, Craig.
Craig: After Bryant's death, Carly was there for me. When she had some trouble with Barbara, I was there for her. You know how these things go. Carly means a great deal to me, Jack. Especially now when my life is so bereft.
Jack: Yeah. Yeah, you're eaten up with grief, I can see that. Well, at least you haven't let that get in the way of your libido. That's downright heroic, Craig. Those for me? Thanks.
Craig: We had a good talk. Anyway, I'll see you.
Margo: Ah, ah, ah, not so fast.
Margo: You had to do it, didn't you?
Craig: Do what?
Margo: You just had to rub Jack's nose in whatever you've got going on with Carly.
Craig: He's on his way to visit her. I was trying to save him from being embarrassed.
Margo: Oh, because you've always been so sensitive to Jack's feelings.
Craig: You don't think I'm sensitive?
Margo: I'm not gonna let you do this, Craig.
Craig: Do what?
Margo: Bryant's death is the worst thing that ever happened to our family. I'm not gonna sit and watch you use it to keep Jack away from Carly.
Craig: That is hardly what I'm doing.
Margo: I heard you telling him that Carly is the best thing that's ever happened to you, now that your life is so bereft.
Craig: And you don't think that's true? Huh? And by the way, why are you taking his side against your brother?
Margo: Because it is such a low thing to do. Even for you.
Craig: Can I go now? Or are there unsolved murders you'd like to pin on me, too?
Margo: I'm done. Would you just please try to behave yourself? Hello! What're you doing here?
Tom: I have a couple minutes before I pick up Daniel up from day care and drop him off over at Susan's. You know, I never noticed before, but you get more beautiful as the day wears on.
Margo: Ooh. Take notes from the master here. Thank you.
Tom: I heard on the radio that your pal, Carly is doing an interview tonight on WOAK. Something about the B.R.O. Fashion show in New York?
Craig: Well, thanks for the tip. I wouldn't wanna miss that. Bye, Margo.
Margo: Bye, Craig. I'll talk to you.
Tom: So, take a five-minute break? Walk your husband around the block?
Margo: I have a message for you from Hal.
Tom: Yeah, what about?
Margo: You're to drop Daniel off at his house instead of Susan's tonight.
Tom: Oh, Emily must be having dinner over there again. You know, I don't see them as a couple, but I don't care that much, either.
Margo: Oh, you will. Emily's moving in with him.
Margo: Yeah. That's what Hal told me.
Tom: Well, then, it looks like I have a message for both of them. Emily's not moving in anywhere until we talk about Daniel.
Margo: I thought that's how you'd feel about it.
Tom: So give me a rain check on the walk.
James: Next, Ms. Emily Stewart -- about whom I know too much already.
Barbara: Emily. Emily Stewart has morphed into a bizarre facsimile of a happy homemaker. My son, Will tells me she now makes soup.
Barbara: Soup. Can you imagine? Emily Stewart standing over a hot stove, stirring a pot of lentils?
James: A sickening image on every level, including the lentils.
Barbara: She's also giving sex education to my daughter, Jennifer. And I hear that she runs The Intruder with her son on her hip, soaking up all the wholesome tabloid ambience.
James: Hmm. Do you think that's the reason she cozied up to Hal -- to bolster her new domestic image?
Barbara: Years ago, she never would've looked at him twice.
James: Hmm. And she has a son with Tom Hughes.
Barbara: She seduced Tom into an affair. He detests her now, but adores her son.
James: So, Tom detests Emily? I like the sound of that.
Barbara: She refused to give him parental rights, so he sued her for joint custody and won.
James: Hmm. You know, children can be such a joy. They can also be very powerful weapons when used correctly. Not that I would ever stoop to anything like that, but I think I will make a note of it.
Susan: I gave up trying to give you advice a long time ago. But this involves more than you and Hal. I have to step in here.
Hal: Susan, why don't you just say what's on your mind?
Susan: Daniel, in a word. I don't think you understand how much Emily relies on me for his care.
Emily: You're his grandmother. Are you telling me that that's gonna change?
Susan: Honey, he's gonna be a very confused little boy.
Susan: Because he already has two homes -- mine and Tom's. Now, if you move in here, he's gonna have three. I think that's not very stable or healthy. Three toothbrushes are two too many.
Emily: Okay, so fine. There'll be adjustments to be made. He's already happy here. He likes it here.
Susan: Honey, and what if you and Hal break up? How's he gonna feel then?
Emily: We're not gonna break up.
Hal: I love your daughter, Susan. We're in this for the long haul.
Susan: I believe you. I believe you. And it's okay with me. Since Emily's been with you, I've seen a change in her. But I know my daughter. And I know that her choices aren't always the forever kind. That's what happens when you insist on being your own worst enemy.
Emily: You know, as usual, I can always count on mother for her heartwarming vote of confidence.
Susan: You know your history. Hal, I brought something for you -- a recent example of what you can expect. That was delivered to my doorstep this morning.
Emily: What is it?
Hal: You told me you would never use your paper to hurt Barbara!
Emily: I didn't know anything about this.
Hal: It's your paper, Emily!
Emily: What, do you think I'm lying, Hal?
Hal: I think you were hoping I wouldn't see it.
[Knock at the door]
Tom: Emily? It's Tom.
Emily: Oh, hey, sweetie. How's my little buddy, huh?
Tom: Everything okay in here? I could hear your voices all the way out on the street.
Emily: Oh, really?
Susan: Hal and Emily were just telling me how happy they are with their new living arrangements.
Tom: Well, I'd like to hear all about that myself.
James: Rose D'Angelo -- now, there's an interesting subject, if one likes vermin.
Barbara: I'm glad you agree with me about her.
James: And what do you want for America's favorite part-time hooker, Barbara?
Barbara: I want her annihilated, James. Permanently.
James: Well, it seems that Paul is quite taken with Rose.
Barbara: Never seen anyone like her. She wears her tastelessness like a badge of honor.
James: Yeah, well, maybe that novelty's what he finds so attractive.
Barbara: What we see as ignorance, he sees as pure, unspoiled. Her utter lack of tact refreshingly honest. Like she's some kind of blue-collar oracle.
James: A Joan of Arc with big hair.
James: And yet, I delivered some very damaging information on her, and she slithered right out from under us.
Barbara: Her survival instincts are great. It comes from living in the gutter. What are you thinking, James?
James: If Paul finds Rose so unique, then it follows that the opposite is true.
Barbara: Paul appears unique to Rose? Of course.
James: So if Paul was willing to give up his mother for Rose, how far will she go to hold on to the relationship with Paul?
Ms. Cochran: Take a look at this -- in my 20 years in real estate, I've never seen such a lovely property.
Rose: Is that a moat?
Ms. Cochran: A small one.
Ms. Cochran: But it can be drained.
Rose: Oh. I like the one with the landing strip. Can we talk?
Paul: Yeah, that's a good idea. We'll call you.
Ms. Cochran: You know, I can't promise that these properties will remain available.
Rose: Oh, bunny, you know us. We live dangerously.
Ms. Cochran: You're a lovely couple. Call me when you're ready.
Rose: I knew it.
Rose: She has a fin. There's a fin sticking out of her suit.
Paul: Look, Rose, I'm glad you got rid of her, 'cause I don't know if I can concentrate on real estate right now.
Rose: Why? What happened?
Paul: I just got off the phone with Margo down at the station to find out if my father was still there. It turns out my mother refused to press charges. They released him last night.
Rose: Why didn't she tell us?
Paul: Could be all sorts of reasons, like maybe they're working together, as I suspected.
Rose: Wait -- that guy, he's like a mummy that won't stay in the box.
Paul: Yeah. Anyway, it didn't look like you and the realtor were getting along.
Rose: Oh, it wasn't that so much. Looking at these houses and property and -- it made me realize something about you and me living together.
Paul: What's that?
Rose: I don't wanna do it.
Emily: Hal. Hal, this picture of Barbara ran without my knowledge. I didn't sign off on that page.
Susan: Emily, you're the editor.
Emily: It's the truth! I am so sorry this happened. I promise -- I will print an apology right to Barbara in tomorrow's edition, if that's what you like.
Hal: I would like that, yes.
Emily: Okay. Now, I know that you are concerned about Daniel, but lashing out on me is no way to make your point.
Susan: Then what is? I'm still concerned about my grandson.
Emily: Yeah, so am I. I'm concerned about him every minute of the day. So if you would like to discuss our mutual concern about my son, call me and we'll set up a time to do it.
Susan: Hal? You have no idea what's in store for you. Bye, baby. Grandma will see you later. Tom?
Tom: See ya. You know, this is exactly why I came over here. I don't want my son exposed to this constant chaos.
Hal: Hold it one second, Tom. Things may get a little bit loud around this house, and the neighbors may know a little bit more about me than I'd like, but it's better than sweeping things under the rug.
Will: Hey, everybody!
Hal: Hey, son! And how did things go at school today, hmm?
Will: It wasn't my fault. Mr. Thaw's the worst I've ever --
Hal: Will, what did I tell you about that?
Will: I know, I know. "Do your work, and he'll be a lot nicer."
Hal: There you go.
Will: What's for dinner? I'm starving.
Emily: Well, guess what? Your daddy's making fried chicken tonight.
Hal: I am?
Will: He is?
Hal: I guess I am.
Carly: Hello? Oh, is there room for me?
Molly: Me, too? Hey, Parker! All right!
Carly: Hal, I need a favor. Would you watch Parker for me? Molly wants to interview me on the 6:00 news.
Hal: Not a problem. Hey, big guy! Guess what's for dinner?
Carly: Okay, I gotta go.
Hal: Go, go. Don't forget. We'll be watching.
Carly: Okay, bye, Parker. I love you.
Molly: Bye. Bye, Parker.
Hal: See ya.
Emily: There you go. Okay.
Will: Hey, dad?
Will: Can I take Parker so we can go play? I'm teaching him to be a running back.
Hal: Yeah, sure. Go ahead. No rough stuff. No body tackling.
Will: I can watch Daniel, too.
Tom: Thanks, Will. Maybe another time.
Will: Okay. See ya.
Hal: See ya.
Emily: There's a lot of love in this house, Tom.
Tom: Yeah, I can see that.
Emily: I'd like for Daniel to be a part of that.
Tom: Well, not tonight.
Emily: What do you mean "not tonight"? I have him -- I have him tonight. You can't change that.
Tom: Well, our agreement says that Daniel will be staying at Susan's house, not here. Now, you're the one breaking that, not me.
Emily: Wait a minute. Hal, Hal?
Hal: Oh, come on. Be fair. You know the boy will be safe here.
Tom: Well, I know that agreements are drawn up for a reason. Emily and I agree to be bound by certain rules, and if she has a problem with any of those rules -- which she always seems to have -- we will solve that problem first, then we'll move forward.
Emily: No. No, no, no. Wait a minute.
Emily: No, no, Tom, you -- Tom, you can't do -- he just took my son. I am going after him.
Hal: Emily, don't.
Emily: Why not?!
Hal: Because they'll make scene. You'll make a scene --
Emily: He cannot do this!
Hal: -- And Tom will use it against you.
Emily: He cannot do this.
Hal: We won't let him, Emily. Side by side, we'll figure this out, and we'll get what we want. We'll get what we want.
James: Good day's work. At least enough to get us started.
Barbara: Started with what? These women are my enemies, James. And yet you haven't told me what you plan to do to them.
James: I know that it's frustrating, Barbara, but I really need to know that you're gonna trust me on this one.
Barbara: I will.
James: Thank you. That means a lot to me. It really does. Now, I think you need to start reconnecting with family and friends.
Barbara: No. I can't do that. I'm much more content without them.
James: Well, be that as it may. But Barbara, you see, the closer your ties with other people, the more you'll be removed from our project. It's a way of protecting you, nothing more.
Barbara: I see. The holidays are coming up. I can start sending cards out.
James: Brilliant. And also try to make things a little comfortable with Paul. As you said, he's an intelligent lad. We don't want him becoming suspicious.
Barbara: I'm not sure how much I'm going to be seeing Paul. He informed me this morning that he's going to be shacking up with Joan of Arc.
James: Oh, he's just making it easier for us. Now, Barbara, you're in for a wonderful time. I want you to enjoy every minute of it.
Barbara: What if you get caught?
James: Not even a consideration. As far as the world's concerned, I've already disappeared, hmm?
Rose: It's not what's going on with your mom or your father. That's not what this is about. You know -- see, I've lived with people before, and I don't want with you what I had with them.
Paul: I'm not following you, Rose.
Rose: What we have together now is so good. You know, it's strong. We're building something together for our future. I don't think I could do that washing dishes and taking out the garbage.
Paul: Those things are a part of life.
Rose: Yeah. Not the best parts, you know? Remember those movies, old movies with Loretta Young and Claudette -- some French girl?
Paul: Yeah, I know what you mean.
Rose: I used to watch those movies with my ma. You know? Loretta Young -- she's, like, perfect. You know, hair's always perfect, in the kitchen cooking something, dressed to the nine, seven days a week. And then the doorbell rings and there he is -- Clark Gable or Cary Grant. You know, he's got flowers and the music swells and the world blurs into this wonderful happiness. See, that's what I want with you. I want romance all the time.
Paul: And I'd give it to you, Rose. I may not be Cary Grant, but have I or have I not proven that I can buy flowers with the best of them?
Rose: Yeah. You sure have. Are you disappointed?
Paul: Not at all.
Rose: Why not?
Paul: Because if living together isn't right for you, then it's not right for me, either. I don't see it as a setback at all. I see it as simply building a history together. Whatever you want, whatever you need, that's what I'm gonna give you. 'Cause, sweetheart, if you're happy, I'm happy. And that's the way it's gonna be for a very, very long time.
Rose: If you don't kiss me right now, I'm gonna smack ya.
[Cell phone rings] cell phone of yours -- I really wanna throw it out.
Paul: All right, I'll get rid of 'em. Hold on.
Paul: Yeah, this is Paul. She is? Doing what? Okay. All right, Devon. Thanks -- thanks for letting me know. Bye. Carly's gonna be on TV tonight.
Rose: Why? She rob a bank?
Paul: No. She's giving an interview with Molly McKinnon about the B.R.O. Fashion show in New York.
Rose: Who knows what that broad's gonna say.
Paul: Yeah, you're right. If we hurry, we can get there before she goes on.
Rose: All right. Ah, ah, ah. You owe me a smooch.
Paul: You got it.
Stage manager: In five, four, three, two --
Molly: Good evening. I'm Molly McKinnon. And joining me this evening is Carly Tenney, a fashion designer for Barbara Ryan Originals, and among other things, my cousin. I'm so glad you could make it, cuz.
Carly: Well, thank you. Thanks for having me here.
Molly: We all love that story of how the Broadway understudy goes on for the star and turns the show into a smash hit. Well, that's Carly's story. Only the star is a fashion designer, and the show is a fashion show. And that's why I've decided to have Carly join me this evening to tell you her story, because I believe it illustrates how hard work and dedication still has a place in the business world today. Carly, tell me how this all began.
Carly: Okay, Molly. I guess the first thing I should say is that whatever good fortune I've had wouldn't have been possible without the efforts of one important man.
Will: Great chicken, dad. Is that all there is?
Hal: Yeah, that's it.
Will: Guess we'll save the rest for Jen.
Emily: You know what? Your sister got a really cool job with a very fancy magazine.
Will: She did? Wow.
Emily: And the best part is, they're flying her to Europe to take the pictures.
Will: Cool, what country?
Will: Dad, can I take the magazine to school to show my friends? They'd think it was so awesome.
Hal: Sure you can. I think that's a great idea. I'll get you a copy soon as it comes out.
Will: Cool. Hey, can me and Parker go play upstairs?
Hal: Yeah, sure, go ahead. Have a great time.
Emily: Hey, don't even think about it. Go have fun.
Hal: The kid's incredible. He hears his sister is taking off for Europe, and all he wants to do is get her picture so he can show it to his friends.
Emily: What, are you kidding me? You're surprised? Will has -- he's been through a lot, yeah, but he's got a father who loves him, you know, so instead of ending up all messed up, he's happy and secure. Take a little credit, big guy. You're lucky. You know, it must be nice to know that everything's okay on the home front.
Hal: It's the same joy that you're gonna have with your child, Emily. I guarantee it.
Emily: Not if Tom has anything to say about it.
Hal: Tom acted on impulse, Emily. He'll calm down. And if he doesn't, we'll just deal with it.
Emily: This has been going on for so long. I am so sorry you have to be part of it.
Hal: Tom's gonna be sorry, too.
Emily: Thanks. Got some dishes to do here.
Hal: You ever dance in the kitchen before?
Hal: Well, you've come to the right place.
Emily: I already knew that.
Dancing in the dark
Carly: He wasn't someone I thought would help me. In fact, our relationship has been anything but smooth.
Molly: Well, can you tell us his name?
Carly: Yes, of course. The man responsible for my success is the Chief Financial Officer of B.R.O., Mr. Paul Ryan. He recruited me, he encouraged my work, and in the end, he gave me public recognition.
Molly: So where do things stand now? Do you have a long-term deal with this company?
Carly: No, our deal was on a short-term basis only.
Molly: So you're a free agent.
Carly: Technically, yes, I am.
Molly: Well, I am sure that's not gonna be the case for long. And Carly, I hope your story inspires all those unsung heroes out there to keep on plugging away. I'm Molly McKinnon, and I'll be seeing you tomorrow for the news. Good night.
Stage manager: And we're clear.
Carly: How was I?
Molly: You were great. And I'm sure the phones are gonna be ringing off the -- well, I didn't know we had an audience.
Paul: Thanks for the kind words, Carly.
Carly: You're welcome. I hope you don't mind my doing this.
Carly: It happened so quick.
Paul: No, not at all. And you'll have an extended contract by tomorrow.
Carly: Oh! I can't wait. Hi.
Carly: So how's Lucy?
Craig: I don't know. She was out.
Molly: So, would you guys like to see a playback of the interview? Make sure the company name came out crystal clear?
Carly: Yeah. I can see myself on TV. I'm there.
Rose: Very early -- very early. To be lying to Carly already?
Craig: What, Rosie?
Rose: You didn't talk to your daughter. You got it all over your face.
Craig: Would you like to check my phone records?
Rose: No. I don't want to do that. But you know what? Looks to me like it's over before it even began between you two anyway.
Craig: Actually, Carly and I are a lot closer than you think.
Rose: Yeah, whatever.
Craig: Hey, tell your boyfriend I'll be very interested in reading that new contract.
Carly: Hi, this is Carly.
Sorry I'm not home.
Please leave your
message after the beep.
James: One more subject we have to broach -- Carly Tenney's romantic life.
Barbara: Must we?
James: We must.
Barbara: After Carly Tenney returned to Oakdale, she broke up the marriage of Jack Snyder to my good friend, Julia Lindsey.
James: Ah, yes. She is now under lock and key.
Barbara: Carly drove her insane -- literally insane. And then she strung along Jack Snyder for months, until she dumped him and went after my ex-husband, Craig Montgomery.
James: Why did she do that?
Barbara: Money. What else? By that time, Craig had millions that he had stolen from me. But her ignorance is so staggering, she doesn't even realize that Craig has no feelings for her. In New York, he was practically trying to get me to expose her relationship with Paul!
Barbara: She has no idea -- no idea that he wants her to fail.
James: Barbara, this is brilliant information, and let's keep it between ourselves until we really need it.
Barbara: It's not that I don't have confidence in you, James, but I really want to know what you have planned.
James: Barbara, your comfort is of paramount importance to me. You see, I don't plan to do anything.
Barbara: Then what is the point of all of this?
James: Well, within a short time, Carly, Emily and Rose will each make certain decisions that will remove them from your life forever. And make those decisions of their own free will. Now -- that makes you feel better, doesn't it?