Paul: Rose, have you seen my shirt?
Rose: You mean this one?
Paul: Oh. Uh -- yeah.
Rose: You want it? You want it? I can take it off.
Paul: No, no, no. Don't.
Rose: Why not?
Paul: 'Cause if you unbutton One more button, I'm going to be here for hours.
Paul: No, no, please. Have mercy, woman. I have to go.
Rose: No, no. You only think that you have to go.
Paul: No, I --
Rose: Guess what I'm serving for brunch?
Rose: My greatest fantasy.
Paul: You are not making this easy.
Rose: Then don't fight it.
Paul: I can't. It's business.
Rose: Okay. Rose D'Angelo does not throw herself at a man -- at least not twice in the same morning.
Paul: Look, sweetheart, I'd love nothing more than to spend the rest of the day with you, but I have to do some damage control for B.R.O.
Rose: Something new?
Paul: Once people find out Carly's left the company, there's going to be rumors flying all around, and I need to talk to the press to make sure they don't blow everything out of proportion.
Rose: Like I did with Vincent?
Paul: Look, I'm sorry I got so uptight about that. You know, it's just that things were going so well between us, and the thought of some old boyfriend coming back into town just made me a little --
Rose: That's okay, 'cause I like that. It's flattering. And you don't have to worry about Vince. I mean, he's not the type of guy who's going to show up without an invitation. He wouldn't.
Paul: Of course he wouldn't.
[Knock at door] no, no. It couldn't be.
Billy: I've got some news about Abigail.
Hal: What have you got?
Billy: Well, we were right about who she was waiting on. I just saw her and Nick Scudder leave Al's diner together.
Hal: Any idea where they were headed?
Billy: Nothing definite, but I have a feeling they're going back to his place.
Hal: Good work, Billy.
Hal: Oh, by the way, have you heard anything from Jennifer?
Billy: Not a word. Have you?
Hal: No. I've got a hold of an Italian photographer she was supposed to be working with. He said she'd already taken off to do a shoot for another company -- at least I think that's what he said.
Billy: You know what? I think she'll check in soon, Lieutenant Munson. Don't worry about it.
Hal: Thanks for the reassurance, Billy.
Billy: No problem. So, is there anything else I can do for you?
Hal: Yes. If you hear from Jennifer, you will let me know in 15 seconds or less, please.
Billy: You got it.
Emily: Okay. I was playing a video game with Adam. It's his turn. That means I've got enough time to drive to St. Louis and -- where are you going? Where are you going?
Hal: To see Nick Scudder.
Emily: How come?
Hal: Billy was just here. He said he saw Abigail and Nick leaving Al's. It seemed like they were headed for his place.
Emily: Whoa, wait a minute. This doesn't sound like Police business. What are you going to do?
Hal: Oh, just talk to the man, see what's on his mind.
Emily: No, you're not. You're going to lean on him until he decides to leave town, Hal.
Hal: Oh, let's put it this way -- it wouldn't bother me if he decided to relocate.
Emily: Okay, wait. I know I said that I wanted you to help Molly and everything, but I don't want you getting into trouble over this, Hal.
Hal: Me neither, but I've got a daughter of my own, Emily. I know what Molly's going through, and I'm going to do something about it.
Nick: Look, I'm not trying to make a big deal out of this, but I just wanted to give you this present. I wanted to give it to you in private.
Abigail: Well, I know it's not a big screen TV.
Nick: No, no, it's not.
Abigail: Nick -- oh, wow. I love it. This is great. Thank you.
Nick: Okay. Now, before you think I'm crazy, I know it's too big. You see, it's actually been my ring up until this point.
Nick: I wanted to give you something that I kept close to me -- something to remember me by.
Abigail: What? What are you talking about?
Nick: Well, it's a going away present, Abigail. I decided to leave Oakdale.
Simon: Katie, this can't be happening.
Katie: It's snowing. It's actually snowing. My miracle. It's all coming true.
Simon: Snow and lambs in the church, just like you dreamed when you were a little girl.
Katie: I bet even you have never seen a real, live miracle like this before.
Reverend: I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the explanation is a bit more earthbound. We're having work done on our roof, and I suspect the tarp has blown off.
Katie: Well, that doesn't matter. I have my animals and my snow, just like I've always dreamed. Now, I guess all we need are some guests.
Margo: Hi. I'm not too late, am I?
Katie: No! No. Oh, thank you so much for coming. I knew you wouldn't disappoint me. I knew it.
Margo: Ah, but did you know that I'm not the only "me"? It hasn't started yet. Come on.
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Katie: Oh, my gosh. You came -- all of you. You all came to my wedding. Lily, I'm so glad that you could be here.
Lily: Congratulations. Holden couldn't make it. I'm sorry, but he sends his best.
Katie: Thanks. Well, it looks like he sent a good representative in his place. I have something to show you.
Simon: Thank you so much. Tom, thank you. Thank you.
Tom: It's a pleasure. I wouldn't have missed it.
Simon: Thank you all for coming.
Lisa: Nothing I love better than a beautiful wedding.
Tom: Yes, so we noticed, mom.
Simon: Thanks. Thank you.
Nancy: I've been to several weddings, but this is the first that has offered such interesting sounds.
[Lamb baas] are those sheep real?
Katie: They're lambs, actually, and they're part of my miracle, just like the snow and all of you.
Margo: Well, Katie, I don't know if we're a miracle. I mean, I just put out the call that you and Simon were renewing your vows, and I had a lot of takers.
Katie: Well, I'm so glad you did, 'cause for a while there, I thought -- thank you all for being here so much. And thank you.
Simon: Me? Hey, I had nothing else better to do today.
Katie: This is perfect. Well, I guess we get to have a real wedding like normal people.
Margo: Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. You don't know the half of it.
Simon: What is this about? This should be good.
Margo: Meet your bridesmaids.
Katie: Oh, my gosh. You look beautiful. Well, as long as we're going that extra mile, maybe I can have a maid of honor? Any takers?
Lily: Why don't you just pick?
Katie: Okay. Eeney, Meany, Miney, Moe.
Nancy: Oh, what are you doing?
Katie: Well, I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
Lily: Margo's your sister, so maybe that would be the most appropriate choice.
Katie: Well, that's what I would like, if you would like?
Margo: I'd be honored.
Katie: Oh, thank you so much.
Reverend: Ladies and gentlemen, the livestock are getting restless.
Simon: Ah, yes. Thank you for your patience, reverend. Let's get the show under way.
Simon: What? What now? What?
Katie: We need a best man for you.
Simon: It's not important.
Tom: It is important. And since I'm already your brother-in-law, wouldn't I be first in line?
Isaac: Hey, it's hard to argue with a lawyer.
Tom: Very bright man.
Simon: Tom, I would be honored. Thank you.
Tom: You're welcome.
Reverend: People, the time has come. Here. Yes, very good. We're making progress. Ladies and gentlemen --
Reverend: Now what?
Katie: I don't have anyone to give me away.
Craig: Oh yes you do.
[Knock at door] couldn't be Vince, right? What are the chances of that?
Paul: No, he would call first, right?
Rose: No -- yes -- no. No, 'cause he wouldn't. He's not the kind of guy to do that. He wouldn't.
[Knock at door] I've got to find out who it is.
[Rose clears throat]
Rose: Who is it?
Lucinda: Oh, Rose. Darling, it's me.
Rose: Lucinda --
Lucinda: Darling, hello?
Lucinda: Open up.
Rose: Hold on one second. I've got to get the thing there.
Lucinda: All right.
Rose: Hi, Ms. Walsh. Good to see you.
Lucinda: You're not dressed. Are you ill or something?
Rose: No. Come on in, I think.
Paul: Lucinda, nice to see you.
Lucinda: Never mind. Good to see me, huh? I doubt that.
Rose: What brings you by?
Lucinda: Well, dear, I was by. I was visiting with Lily, and you had a phone call last night from your friend, Vincent O'Malley. He had a message, and I thought, "okay. I'm right here. I will deliver the message in person."
Rose: Deliver messages to all my family members. What a great guy, huh? "Hope you liked the flowers." That's it?
Lucinda: Oh, we didn't have a long conversation. He did ask for your telephone number.
Rose: You didn't?
Lucinda: Well, you said he was your dear, old friend.
Rose: Oh, you don't do that! You don't hand out my phone number without talking to me first!
Lucinda: Now, don't you talk to me about protocol, Rose. I'm only trying to help.
Paul: No, you weren't.
Lucinda: You stay out of it. Check it out. Miami vice-wannabe.
Paul: Oh, admit it, Lucinda. You gave Vince that number hoping that he would come between Rose and me.
Lucinda: That's absurd! I don't know where this guy gets it.
Paul: Yes, you do. And Rose should know about it, too. Yesterday, at her office, Lucinda tried to convince me never to see you again.
Abigail: Going away? Where are you going?
Nick: I'm not sure, but I know I can't stay here.
Abigail: Why not?
Nick: I'd rather not say.
Abigail: Because of Molly.
Nick: She is your mother, Abigail. I'm not in a position to criticize her, so it's --
Abigail: You don't have to protect her. I know all the rotten things she's done in her life.
Nick: Yeah, I know, I told you. But I've got -- I've got to find a job. Otherwise, I'm in violation of my parole. And the way things stand now, I don't think anybody is going to hire me in Oakdale.
Abigail: Nick, you're a great editor. WOAK is not the only station.
Nick: Yeah, but I don't see Kim giving me a good recommendation, and without that, I've got no leg to stand on here.
Abigail: I have money in an account for college. It's not much --
Nick: Abigail -- Abigail, please. Please. I could never ask you to do something like that.
Abigail: Nick, there has to be another way. I don't want you to leave. Please?
Nick: You know, I have worked real hard not to say anything negative about Molly, but I've got to be honest. She's ruined any chance I could possibly have at a life.
Abigail: I know, and all because she couldn't tolerate me being friends with you.
Nick: She had her reasons. I did time. My background wasn't so great. You know, I really wanted to prove to her that I had changed, but I guess -- I guess I just didn't try hard enough.
Abigail: It's not your fault. Molly has been completely unreasonable.
Nick: It doesn't matter anymore, Abigail. But you -- you did something so special for me. You showed me that I could still feel close to another person. But this has to be the end of it. I can't ever see you again.
Abigail: Nick, that is so unfair! I'm not going to let Molly throw you out of my life.
Nick: There's no way around it. Molly's got too much power. You know, when I first met Molly, she didn't think she was better than everybody else. And then, she got a little famous, and now it's like she thinks she's entitled to have everything her way, regardless of who she hurts. And Jake isn't any better. The two of them, they're vicious, arrogant, selfish. They don't care about anybody but -- I'm sorry. This isn't changing anything.
Abigail: No, it's okay. It's okay. I understand.
Nick: Well, I wish understanding was all I needed right now. It's not, and I wish I didn't have to go, Abigail, but I do.
Abigail: No! You can't leave!
Nick: Look, I have no other choice. It's better this way. It will be better for the both of us.
Abigail: How? How can it better to lose someone that means so much to me? Here. You take this, because I'm not going to keep something that reminds me of when you decided to leave me.
Nick: Look, Abigail --
Abigail: You know, I'm sorry. I have to go.
Nick: Abigail -- Abigail, wait. Would you wait a minute?
Hal: Hello, Nick. How have you been?
Paul: Oh, tell her, Lucinda. Come on. Tell her. Tell her how you vowed to me how she would never become a Steinbeck.
Rose: You didn't?
Lucinda: I'm consistent, dear. I had the same conversation with you I had with him about his father and the facts of life. With James loose in this town, it's not good for you to be with him.
Rose: You shouldn't have done that, at least not without talking to me first.
Lucinda: Dear, I'm only trying to protect you.
Paul: You're trying to protect her by digging up an old boyfriend from Atlantic City. You found Vince O'Malley, and you persuaded him to come after Rose so maybe she would lose interest in me.
Lucinda: Oh, no, darling. That's your poor mother's modus operandi, not mine.
Paul: My mother would never stoop to half the things you're famous for, and furthermore -
Rose: You know what? This is not the time or the place. I think you should go so I can talk to Ms. Walsh alone.
Paul: Are you sure?
Rose: Yes, I'm sure.
Paul: Fine. I'll go. Will you give me my shirt back?
Rose: No, 'cause I want to wear it, all day, so you'll be next to me. Go get yourself a fresh one.
Rose: I'm keeping this one.
Paul: You be careful. Excuse me.
Lucinda: I don't know what you think you're doing.
Rose: Just be quiet, okay? I'm going to say something, and you're not going to like it.
Craig: I couldn't miss this, oh sister of little faith.
Katie: Cutting it kind of close, Craig.
Craig: I missed your first wedding to Simon. I couldn't miss the rerun, could I?
Katie: Why did you bring Snickers?
Craig: I thought you might want to have him. I think he kind of looks good with my tuxedo, doesn't he?
Katie: Oh, yeah. Nice touch with the bow. Hi, Snickers. I'm so glad you're here.
Craig: Me, too.
Reverend: Excuse me. Are you -- it's probably safer if I don't ask.
Katie: He's my brother, and he's going to be giving me away.
Craig: Unless we get a cash offer.
Simon: Snickers, let's get on with this.
Katie: Come on. We're ready. Right?
Simon: Never been more ready in my life.
Reverend: That makes three of us.
Lisa: Let's get on with it. Well, I'm freezing.
Nancy: Me, too.
Reverend: Very well. I promise you, I will be brief. Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered together in this chilly house of God to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony.
Reverend: Who gives this woman to this man in marriage?
Craig: I do.
Reverend: The bride and the groom have decided to write their own vows, which they will signify to each other at this time. Simon?
Simon: Katie, you are a treasure above all treasures, and I promise I will always, always treat you that way -- with love, kindness, compassion and understanding. Especially because there's a lot I don't understand.
[Laughter] With you, life is always an adventure, and I cannot wait to spend every single second with you. By virtue of being you, you have changed my life and set me free. I love you with all my heart, and I'm so proud that you are my wife.
Reverend: Katie, that part comes later.
Reverend: Would you like to say your vows now?
Katie: Yes, I would. Actually, I wrote a poem. Not a very good poem. I kind of messed up sometimes with the rhyming, and not all the words fit. Sometimes, I had problems fitting -
Reverend: Nonetheless, nonetheless, we are all anxious to hear it -- very, very anxious.
Katie: Okay. Here it goes. "Dear Simon, today is the day we get married for real. No one can imagine the way that I feel. It started in a car, though it stood very still. A magical night, a wonderful thrill. And then, we got married kind of quick -- one, two, three. You wanted your green card, and I wished you'd want me. You weren't always nice, but I wasn't discouraged. We still found some fun, and my love was encouraged. I searched for your diamond, got plane wrecked instead. Then I missed you so much, nearly wished I was dead. Then you came to my rescue over the sea. On the way home, you said you loved me. We've been through a lot, things both funny and sad. But when we're together, things never were bad. It's such a great feeling to be sharing your life. So I'll sign off with love, from Katie, your wife."
You can take my breath away
you can take my breath away okay, I have a couple of other things to say, but they don't rhyme. I was a child when I dreamed about what my wedding day would be like, and when we married the first time, I was a child, but I've grown up. I guess that's what happens when you love someone more than you love yourself, and I do. I love you with my whole heart, Simon, and I know that you are the reason behind every good thing that will ever happen in my life.
Reverend: I don't believe there's anything left for me to say. So by the power vested in me by the State of Illinois, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Simon, you may kiss the bride.
Simon: It's about time.
Katie: I know.
Rose: You know what, Ms. Walsh? You're my hero -- my hero. Ever since I came into this town, every goal that I set for myself was because of you.
Lucinda: I was fortifying myself for an attack.
Rose: No, don't have enough time, you see. You know what a skutch is?
Lucinda: An Italian dessert.
Rose: No. A pain in the rear.
Lucinda: I don't think so, dear. I don't think that's in my Italian phrase book.
Rose: 'Cause that's what you've been, between Paul and me, ever since we started dating.
Lucinda: Rose, I have stated to you I think 100 times that what I'm trying to do here is to protect you.
Rose: No, I don't buy it. You're bossy, that's what it is. You're great. You're a great person, but you've got a bossy streak a mile long. You want people to do what you want when you want it. If they don't, you get nasty.
Lucinda: I'm really not interested in an analysis of my personality today.
Rose: Fine, all right. All right, let's talk about me then, okay?
Rose: Ever since I came into this town, you give me tests -- test after test. I passed with flying colors. I complained a little bit, but I got through it somehow.
Lucinda: I -- thank you. I was giving you an opportunity to make something of your life. Therefore, I had to know if you were worthy.
Rose: I know. Thank you, and I understand all of that. But things have changed now, because I have the job.
Lucinda: Yes, I gave you the job.
Rose: And I will be always grateful, but I also have a personal life now. So this is it. This is the last time I am going to say it. Stay out of my personal life with Paul. You lay off of me and Paul, or I'll, you know, I'll quit the company, and I'll sell everything that I know to the highest bidder.
Lucinda: You wouldn't dare.
Rose: Oh, yeah? Why don't you try me and find out?
Nick: Lieutenant Munson, what are you doing here?
Hal: Well, that depends.
Nick: Depends on what?
Hal: On why Abigail left here looking so upset.
Nick: Well, I was talking to her, and I said something that she didn't like, and that's --
Hal: Right. That's enough. You might be able to put one over on a kid, but I've been onto you from the very beginning, Nick.
Nick: This is harassment. I know I'm on parole, but I've still got some rights.
Hal: Of course you do, and I took an oath to defend those rights with my life if necessary, but that was Hal Munson the cop, and he ain't here today.
Nick: Well, who is?
Hal: Hal Munson the father of Abigail's former boyfriend.
Nick: Hey, look, I had nothing to do with that, okay?
Hal: Don't lie to me. I know how you had Adam seduced and then set Abigail up to find out about it.
Nick: Abigail didn't need my help. Look, Abigail might be young in years, but she is more mature than most 25-year-olds. And maybe she doesn't have a lot in common with guys her own age. I don't know. But what I do know is that she's old enough to make up her own mind.
Hal: She's 18. I've got a daughter that's 18, and I know how fragile they can be. What's the matter, Nick? Can't you make it with women of your own generation?
Nick: If you don't get out of here, I'm going to call my lawyer.
Hal: Go ahead. I'll wait.
Nick: What, you don't think I have a case? Ever since I set foot in this town, you and Jack Snyder have been threatening me.
Hal: Well, I'll deny that, and so will Jack, and it's going to be your word against ours, and in this town, my friend, that puts you up a very famous creek without a paddle.
Nick: If you are trying to run me out of Oakdale, you're too late. I've already decided to leave.
Hal: Is that why Abigail left here so unhappy?
Nick: Yeah. Are you satisfied now?
Hal: I'm getting there.
Nick: Fine. Well, then why don't you go back to Molly McKinnon's and tell her that you did everything that she wanted.
Hal: Listen, punk. I don't want you just out of Oakdale. I want you out fast, and I want you out alone. That means no last-minute, tearful good-byes with Abigail, no last-minute phone calls. Do you get me?! Or do I have to make myself a little clearer?
Lucinda: Well, Rose, because we are vaguely related in the extraordinary way that we are related, I'm going to give you the opportunity to retract that detestable little statement.
Rose: I don't.
Lucinda: Company policy, dear. You'll be dismissed immediately.
Rose: Fine. I retract nothing.
Lucinda: Okay. Any of your personal effects will be sent to this address.
Rose: So no more job for me?
Lucinda: Good. Glad you're glad.
Rose: Wait a minute! I'm not done. You're fired, too. Yeah, you're fired.
Lucinda: I am fired? I beg your pardon?
Rose: You're fired as my mentor and my inspiration and as my friend. So leave your I.D. Card. Do not call for a reference.
Lucinda: Rose, darling, this is so ridiculous.
Rose: Yes, it's ridiculous. I know. Exactly. After everything we've been through, you're still doing this. You're pulling me, a puppet on a string, a dog on a leash.
Lucinda: Huh-uh. No way, no way. I am -- I am -- I'm trying to mold you.
Rose: Into what, you? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? It is it, isn't it? Lily. Oh, Lily didn't want to do it, turned her back on the business. You see me. I look just like her, the same face. You give me a shot.
Lucinda: Heaven forefend though, dear. You know, there are worse things to model yourself on than me.
Rose: Well, yes, there certainly are, because you're beautiful, and you're successful, and --
Lucinda: Uh-huh, but?
Rose: But you don't mind being alone, and I do. I love my man. I need to be around him, and I want you to understand that. And if you can't -- if that's too tall of an order for you, then just back off.
Paul: Once the word gets out that Carly has gone to Paris, people are going to start to wonder why she didn't stay with B.R.O.
Barbara: Don't be so dramatic, Paul. Carly is a novice who got lucky. When she leaves us, no one will give her a second thought.
Paul: I don't agree. In the eyes of the press, Carly's work saved our company.
Barbara: And what about in your eyes, Paul? Should we close up shop now that she's gone?
Paul: I do not want to turn this into an argument with you.
Barbara: Neither do I.
Paul: All I'm saying is that there are some people out there who are going to view Carly's departure as a setback for us.
Barbara: People? What people? Tell me.
Paul: They're out there. They're out there, mom. You can count on it, and we've got to do something to change that opinion, and I think I know how.
Barbara: Rename the company "Carly Tenney Unoriginal"?
Paul: No. I want you to write a press release thanking Carly for her contributions to B.R.O. and congratulating her on her new job. I want you to do it respectfully. Be complimentary, but I want you to be sincere.
Barbara: And I suppose you think I will leap at the opportunity to do this?
Paul: Look, I know it might be difficult, but I think it's best for B.R.O.
Barbara: No, it won't be difficult at all. I'll be happy to do it.
Nancy: Now Katie, remember, if you two ever want to borrow my car --
Katie: Oh, thank you so much.
Simon: Thank you, thank you. Thanks for coming.
Lisa: I wish you all the happiness in the world.
Katie: Oh, thank you, Lisa.
Lisa: Oh, yes. Beautiful.
Katie: Margo. Oh, how am I ever going to repay you for everything you did for me today?
Margo: Are you guys busy this weekend?
Margo: Want to baby-sit Daniel?
Tom: Good one.
Simon: Tom, thank you so much once again for standing up for me.
Tom: I'm only going to do it once.
Simon: Well, that's all I'm going to need.
Katie: Thank you so much for being here.
Tom: See you.
Katie: I love you.
Craig: If you hurt her, I'm going to rip off your arm and beat you around the head with it.
Simon: Yeah? That's what I was going to do to you if you didn't show up. Thanks, man.
Craig: It was a beautiful day, Katie, and you were the most beautiful part of it.
Katie: Thanks. You like my dress? Carly gave it to me.
Craig: She did?
Katie: It was supposed to be for her wedding to Jack a long time ago. So how are things going with you two?
Craig: Oh, they're not. She's going to Paris without me. In fact, I think she's on her way to catch a plane to New York as we speak.
Katie: So what are you doing here still? Go to the airport, get a ticket, follow her.
Craig: It's not that simple, Katie.
Katie: Yes, it is. It can be. Listen, if I had never followed Simon to Malta, I don't think we'd be here right now. What do you think?
Simon: That's right. Sometimes the extra insanity makes all the difference.
Craig: Well, I'll think about the insanity, but when you come in, knock on my door. We'll toast to your happiness.
Katie: Thanks for everything, Craig.
Craig: Yeah. Come on, Snickers. I've got a special carrot for you.
Katie: Oh, my. How about this day? One surprise after the other?
Simon: I have a feeling that is what life is going to be like with you, Katie -- surprising, amazing and fun -- lots and lots of fun.
Katie: Just like you, husband.
Simon: Oh, and you, my very dear wife.
Katie: Guess what I want to do right now.
Simon: I don't know about that. This is still a church.
Katie: I know. It'll be exciting.
Simon: Exciting, yes. It'll be that, all right. But let's just wait until we get home.
Katie: No, we just got married here. We can do it here.
Simon: What if someone walks in?
Katie: I don't care. They can watch if they want.
Simon: "Watch"? "Watch," you really have come a long way, haven't you?
Katie: Why are you being so weird about this?
Katie: Come on. We can do it right here in this pew.
Simon: No, listen to me. The last thing I want to do is let you down on your wedding day, okay? But there is no way that I am gonna make love to you here, in this pew, in front of --
Katie: What?! Make love? In a church? What do you think I am?
Simon: What are you talking about?
Katie: Opening presents. Aren't you just dying of curiosity?
Simon: Yeah. Yeah, I can't wait another minute. Here, you go first.
Katie: You mean it?
Katie: Hmm, you really are the best husband in the world.
Simon: I know.
Lucinda: You are wrong about one thing, Rose. Let me tell you. I've always been independent, but that doesn't mean that I've absolutely given up. You know, even me, on romance.
Rose: Really? You still looking'?
Lucinda: Not looking. I don't think that would be -- I mean, it would be counterproductive, but if something came along, you know, someone wonderful. I don't know, a hunk or something. If it was appropriate, though. That's the word I'm trying to get across to you. It's got to be appropriate. Great word.
Rose: Okay. That's good. I'm glad to hear that. So you understand? I need to be with Paul 'cause I love him, and when I'm with him, it's like, you know, hot chocolate on a cold night. You know --
Lucinda: Darling -- I don't want to hear how you romance. I mean, worship him, adore him, lay wreaths of flowers at his feet. But I'm just trying to warn you about Steinbeck, a man you had never met.
Rose: Ryan. Paul Ryan. Paul Ryan -- will protect me.
Lucinda: Well, you tell him from me, he better do a rip-roaring job.
Rose: I will. And you -- if Vince O'Malley calls, tell him I don't want to hear his stinking voice.
Lucinda: If I hear that ugly voice, I'm gonna hang up immediately. Is that fair?
Rose: Good. Fair enough.
Lucinda: All right. Okay, well, I'm getting out of here. I've got a day. I'm gonna get on with my day. All right, dear?
Rose: Hey! Hey, there.
Rose: Do I still have a job?
Lucinda: No. No, dear, I'm sorry. When I have to fire somebody, the person has to stay fired.
Lucinda: However, I have an appointment at 2:00 with some investment people from Denmark. Why don't you be there in proper business attire at 1:45?
Rose: Yes, ma'am.
Lucinda: Do I still have a job?
Rose: Let me think about that. Yeah.
Lucinda: Oh, thanks.
Rose: Whew. That was close.
Paul: Well, mom, I have to be honest. I thought you'd give me more problems about writing this press release.
Barbara: Well, if I had my druthers, I'd never hear Carly Tenney's name again, but I understand what you're saying. It makes sense. We have to protect B.R.O. in every way that we can.
Paul: Okay. If you're at all uncomfortable with this, I can have somebody in advertising do it so --
Barbara: No, no. I'm more than capable of handling a press release on my own stationery so everyone at B.R.O. knows that it came from me.
Paul: Good. Great. I'm glad you're being such a good sport about this.
Barbara: Anything for the company. And for you.
Paul: What? Do you want me to wait, or --?
Barbara: No, no, no. I'll fax it over to the office. You can be on your way. There's no sense in hovering over your mother.
Paul: Okay. Well, I'll see you later, okay? And thank you, again.
Barbara: Anything for you, my darling. And besides -- Carly won't be here long enough for it to even matter.
Abigail: I'll be in my room.
Molly: Abigail, wait. Are you all right?
Molly: Why don't you try talking to me? It is possible I can be of help, you know.
Abigail: Nick's leaving Oakdale.
Molly: Sorry, sweetheart.
Abigail: Please. It's what you wanted, so don't pretend to care.
Molly: I do care -- about you. If you're in pain, well then, so am I.
Abigail: I don't believe that.
Molly: I'm your mother, honey. And I hope that in your lifetime, you get to experience that so you know how much that means to a woman. Because I might get angry at you, and God knows, I might do things you don't like. But I will always be on your side -- every minute of every day for as long as I live.
Abigail: I just wasn't ready for him to go.
Molly: Oh. I know. I understand.
Hal: Now, you got any questions, or you need a little bit more incentive?!
Nick: I don't have to listen to any of this.
Hal: It's the only play you got, Nick.
Nick: Yeah? And what's that supposed to mean?
Hal: Well, you try to get cute, there's no telling what can happen.
Nick: You can't do anything to me unless I break the law.
Hal: That's true. That's true. But funny things can happen, Nick, you know. I mean, you get pulled over for a tail light violation and an illegal substance shows up in your truck.
Nick: That's entrapment.
Hal: Mm-hmm. But no sense debating here. I was just giving you an example. The train's leaving the station, Nick. You better be on it.
Nick: Yeah. Something unexpected came up. I got to make my move -- fast.