As The World Turns Transcript Friday 5/24/02
Proofread by Ebele
Bonnie: Psst! Isaac! Isaac, I know that you're in there. And when I get my hands on you, I am going to wring --
Ian: You're awake and dressed early, my love.
Bonnie: Ian -- I -- I couldn't sleep.
Ian: Not another case of sleepwalking?
Bonnie: Sleepwalking? Of course not. Don't be ridiculous. Of course, I wasn't sleepwalking.
Ian: Then what in the world are you doing down here? And what in the devil are you doing chatting up the walls?
Hal: I'm glad you showed up because I was just about to put an APB out on you.
Emily: Was I gone that long?
Hal: Only forever. What happened? Daniel had problems falling asleep?
Emily: Well, let's see -- just as I started reading him his favorite bedroom story, he was out like a light. Then I just sat there and watched him breathe, just like I used to do when he was a little boy. Then I called my mom, and I'm scheduled to see her and Alison tomorrow, so absolutely under no circumstances are you allowed to keep me in bed all afternoon. Only all morning.
Hal: I'll try to keep that in mind.
Emily: And then, I took the best shower of my entire life. Okay, the second best shower of my entire life, because you weren't there with me.
Hal: Well, you could have called and demanded my presence, you know.
Emily: Guess I missed my chance, huh?
Hal: I don't know.
Jack: You're kidding me. What the hell kind of sense does that make? We've got victims here, too. So there's nothing you can do? Well, no, no. Listen, I don't need your apologies. A little justice from the Justice department, that would be a nice start. No, thanks. Rosie!
Jack: Look at that beautiful face of yours! You look terrific!
Rose: God bless you. Dr. Bob is a miracle worker. That guy -- I'll tell you.
Jack: You look perfect.
Rose: Thank you.
Jack: Almost as perfect as the love of my life.
Rose: Isn't that nice? Very sweet.
Jack: How are you?
Carly: Good. I thought you just put me on your "pay no mind" list, but --
Jack: No, never. You know, you just missed Paul.
Rose: Yes. Pauline, yes, I know. And I'm going to meet him later, but after we finish a little -- a little business here.
Jack: "Finish a little business"? How? What are you guys talking about? Is there something you want to tell me?
Carly: We're here to ask you for a little favor.
Carly: Rose and Emily and I would like a little time -- a few minutes with Weston tomorrow afternoon.
Rose: Yeah. Us and him, you know -- a little surprise party, if you know what I mean.
Jack: Yeah, I'm sorry, but that's completely out of the question.
Carly: Just consider it the final chapter of our healing process, Jack.
Rose: Yeah, because I -- I got to slap that lowlife Weston myself, but Carly and Emily, they did not. And yes, Carly and I got our faces back, but my dream -- my dream -- the three of us, really finish him off. You know what I'm saying?
Rose: Please. To the rest of the world, we're looking fine. Everything's on the up-and-up and -- dealing with Weston, that would really put an end to all of this unrest. Please.
Jack: I can't. I can't do that.
Carly: Hey! Why not?
Jack: Because I literally just got off the phone with Washington. Weston's lawyer cut a deal. He's being extradited to Switzerland first thing tomorrow morning.
Simon: Are you saying that I could be accused of planting that bomb?
Margo: If the D.A. feels that the evidence tips in Dahlia's favor, yes.
Katie: Oh, my God! This is unbelievable! After everything that Dahlia's put us through, you're actually going to take her side?!
Margo: Katie, don't you think if I thought that Simon was guilty I'd have him behind bars right now? I can't simply ignore the mountain of evidence against him.
Katie: I know, but that's how she planned it.
Margo: Look, I have a victim who shows up here without a weapon, has made no threats against anyone's life -- yeah, she makes a desperate phone call to 911 for help. And she's the injured party.
Simon: Margo, just listen, please. Just listen. This whole thing was a setup. Okay? It was a setup. Look at me, all right!
Katie: Hold on, hold on -- just listen to this. She planted a listening device in our home. She shows up here completely out of breath, doing this whole acting thing. It was high drama. She wanted the cops to show up. It just backfired. That's it.
Margo: I understand all of that. And I will understand more after I question Dahlia after she's been --
[Cell phone rings]
Simon: You're going to question, Dahlia?! Oh, good!
Margo: Hold on! Detective Hughes. I'm -- I'm on my way. Dahlia has had a seizure in the ambulance.
Katie: What?! Is she okay?
Margo: She's been stabilized, but she's in serious condition.
Katie: How bad?
Margo: No -- you are not going with me.
Katie: If you're going to question Dahlia, we need to hear it, so we can clear up every single one of her lies.
Bonnie: I wasn't "chatting up" anything. This sword here was falling off the wall and I was just trying to put it back in its rightful place. That's all.
Ian: But why? Why?
Bonnie: Why are there so many weapons in here anyway? It's not like you have to worry about marauding Huns storming the castle, Ian.
Ian: Not anymore. But this room hasn't changed in centuries, Bonnie, and it's never bothered you before. Is everything all right?
Bonnie: Fine. Fine, I just -- I've been jumpy all morning. Must be the bride-to-be jitters.
Ian: There's only one remedy for that -- her charmingly disarming husband-to-be.
Bonnie: Not until after the wedding.
Ian: Oh, luckily, that won't be too much longer.
Bonnie: What are all these flowers for?
Ian: You like them?
Bonnie: I love them.
Ian: They're yours.
Bonnie: Very funny. No, really, what are they for?
Ian: We're hosting a wedding. Our wedding.
Bonnie: But that's such a long way off. They'll be stems and dried up petals by then.
Ian: Oh, I think they should last long enough -- since the ceremony is tomorrow.
Garrick: Isn't this splendid? A royal wedding. It's like a dream come true.
Ben: I know what you're thinking.
Jessica: What am I thinking?
Ben: The bartender called in sick. Lisa called me desperate. And today, I am feeling crazy enough to say yes to just about anything.
Jessica: Oh, is that right?
Ben: Yes. So what can I do for you?
Jessica: Well, you can tell me -- is Lisa here?
Ben: Yes, she's around somewhere. Is everything all right?
Jessica: I got a telegram from Bonnie. She's getting married tomorrow to the duke.
Ben: She's what?
Lisa: I know. I know, you're talking about this tacky marriage telegram I just got? As soon as I looked at it, I knew something was terribly wrong. This is not my goddaughter's style. She has better etiquette than that!
Jessica: Yeah, but it's just like Bonnie to make a decision at the last minute.
Lisa: What are you going to do?
Jessica: What can I do? I'm going back to Scotland.
Ben: Try and change her mind?
Jessica: I'm hoping she'll come to her senses on her own.
Lisa: Well, she'd better do it in a hurry if she's going to because I've learned one thing. If you have a choice between a bad breakup and a miserable marriage, the best thing to do is bite the bullet, give the man his walking papers fast.
Emily: Wow. Wow.
Hal: Wow! You hungry?
Emily: Famished. I don't suppose you have anything for me to eat in this kitchen of yours, do you? What's wrong with this picture?
Hal: What do you mean?
Emily: My pictures. My silly oven mitts. My mug! Everything and anything of mine is gone! What's the story here? And it better be good!
Hal: Oh, boy. She must've done something with 'em.
Emily: "She"? Who's she? The housekeeper?
Hal: Well, I guess you were going to find out sooner or later, so you might as well know now, em. Barbara stayed here while you were missing.
Emily: Wh -- your Barbara?
Hal: She's not "mine"!
Emily: She stayed here?
Hal: She stayed here to look after --
Emily: Barbara was living with you in this house?!
Hal: She stayed in Jennifer's room. For Pete's sake, what's the harm?
Emily: Will you please take a look around?! Your ex-wife had me yanked away from my life and then she moves in and tries to erase me from your life. And you're wondering what's wrong?!
Hal: Emily, we'll get new pictures. I'll get you a new mug. I'll get you a whole new set of mugs. And I'll get somebody -- I'll custom-make your --
Emily: You think this is funny? You think this is funny, Hal?
Hal: No, I don't think it's funny. And all that junk -- that's only stuff. It's probably in some box in the attic or in the garage. You're here, Emily. And I told Barbara a long time ago that as soon as you came back, that this house, it's yours. It's yours.
Hal: Yeah. And I told her that my life is with you now. Nothing's going to change that. Nothing.
Emily: You really said that?
Hal: You bet I did. And I meant it.
Hal: I really meant it.
Jack: I didn't get all the details, but the gist of it seems to be that if we let the Swiss try Weston for the murder charges, then our government gets information on crucial off-shore and Swiss bank accounts.
Carly: Oh, that's great. That sounds like a really great deal. I wonder how much it cost him.
Rose: Weston's going to walk?! I tell you what's going to happen -- he's going to get off a plane somewhere, change his face, change his name and we're never going to hear about him again. End of story.
Carly: He's going to get away with this, Jack?
Rose: There's got to be a way to keep him here, some kind of justice.
Jack: Okay, listen -- I want the guy to pay for what he did as much as you do. So I'll -- I'll call some of my buddies at the bureau, tell them to keep their ear to the ground at the Justice department. That's all I can do, other than going to D.C. and making some waves myself.
Carly: Well, Jack, there's -- there is something that you can do right here, tonight.
Rose: Us -- us and him. Nice and spontaneous, a little surprise party.
Carly: Just a couple of hours, Jack. Please?
Jack: Ladies! As much as I would love to help you out, there's nothing I can do to make that happen.
Margo: No, no, no. No, no, Simon! I am not letting you barge into a victim's hospital room and start interrogating her.
Katie: Well, yeah, I'm the detective's sister.
Margo: Well, all the more reason you should know better -- all the more reason you should've known better till we got into this trouble. But now it's too late. You've got to stay out of it!
Katie: Oh, come on. I know all the questions to ask to get her trapped.
Margo: Katie, we don't even know if Dahlia's in any condition to make a statement.
Katie: Like you said, we'll find out when we get there.
Margo: No! Please. I'm not allowing either one of you anywhere near that hospital.
Katie: You can't say that. You can't order us not to go somewhere. Neither of us has been arrested, and there are no charges against us.
Margo: Not yet.
Katie: We can go where we choose.
Margo: You really don't seem to understand that I am an officer of the law. You will not go anywhere near Dahlia Ventura.
Simon: Yeah, well, I'd like to be able to oblige, Margo, but -- I've been hit in the back of the head and almost blown up. You know, I don't feel so good. I think I should go to the hospital.
Margo: Oh, my God. You two are like bugs. You just won't go away. I will drop you off at the ER. But you are not to interfere!
Katie: Who, me?
Margo: Oh, you. I'll meet you at the car.
Simon: You okay?
Katie: No, I'm terrified. I thought I lost you forever when that explosion happened. And now, I am so scared that Dahlia's going to be so weak and vulnerable in her stupid bed that they're going to think that you did this. She's going to make everybody believe that you planted that bomb.
Simon: I know. I know, there's no telling what she's going to say.
Katie: Right. There's no guarantees -- except for the fact that I love you. And that will never change.
Simon: I love you. Let's get out of here.
Bonnie: Okay, this is either some sort of bad Scottish joke, or I didn't hear you correctly. Our wedding is taking place when?
Ian: Uh, tomorrow.
Ian: I can hardly wait.
Bonnie: Well, can't you try?
Garrick: Never fear. We've taken care of everything. We've notified your parents.
Bonnie: You did what?
Garrick: Duncan is delighted. And I've sent word to your mother and godmother in the States.
Bonnie: They're coming here?
Garrick: I'm sure they'll do their best.
Bonnie: I don't know what's gotten into you two, but something is very, very wrong here. I am not getting married without my mother, and I am not getting married tomorrow!
Ian: Would you give us a few minutes alone, Garrick? Brides have a natural tendency to get a little overwhelmed at this stage. Darling, we did not mean to rattle you. The poor thing even convinced herself that there were noises coming from behind that wall.
Garrick: That wall?
Garrick: You don't say? I think it's time we call the exterminator.
Ian: Kill the vermin. Or suffer the consequences. Sort of a family motto, Bonnie.
Bonnie: I'm sure that won't be necessary.
Garrick: Don't be silly. We can't have the wedding guests dancing around mice all evening. I'll take care of that right away. Carry on, lovebirds. Leave everything in uncle Garrick's capable hands.
Ian: Darling, darling --
Bonnie: There is nothing wrong with the walls, Garrick, and I'm certain that there's nothing back there! And how dare you tell Garrick that I am "overwhelmed" and "rattled"?
Ian: Ah, you aren't?
Bonnie: I'm furious, Ian!
Ian: With -- with me?
Bonnie: You're planning the most important day of my life behind my back!
Ian: Pardon me, but didn't you send me to town the other day to do precisely that while you were prowling around with the family ledgers and snooping through the dark with Jenkins?
Bonnie: I apologized for that.
Ian: Yes, and I apologized for the behavior that prompted you to leave me. But you can't seem to forgive me!
Bonnie: Isaac was wrong to come back here and accuse you of nefarious motives, yes. But that has nothing to do with the fact that I don't want to be a part of a wedding ceremony where all you have to do is add the bride and stir!
Ian: I think it does. It's obvious that Jenkins has filled your head with all sorts of nonsense, marrying me. Who knows? Maybe Jenkins is the one who you've been chatting up behind these walls.
Bonnie: Ian! I didn't believe a word he said.
Ian: Well, then why did you feel it necessary to do exactly as he suggested?
Bonnie: Because it was the only way to prove him wrong.
Ian: To whom did you need to prove that? To Jenkins? Or to yourself?
Bonnie: To Isaac.
Ian: Why does it even matter what he thinks? Unless you're still in love with him.
Margo: Dahlia? Dahlia Ventura? It's Detective Margo Hughes. I have some questions for you.
Dahlia: The bomb. There's a bomb there. I know that Simon made a bomb. You have to --
Margo: It's been dealt with, and Katie is fine.
Dahlia: Where -- where did you find it?
Margo: What I need to know from you is where you've been all this time you were missing. We found your car abandoned by the side of the road.
Dahlia: I had to leave. Simon threatened me. He chased me. He said that if I made any trouble for him and Katie that he'd kill me. So I stayed away.
Margo: Why did you come back?
Dahlia: For Katie. I had to save Katie.
Katie: Hi. Is that Dahlia Ventura's room?
Nurse: Yes. She's busy with a visitor.
Katie: Detective Hughes? How is Dahlia doing?
Nurse: She's in critical condition.
Katie: Critical? Thanks.
Simon: What are you doing? You can't go in there. You can't go in there.
Katie: Well, we can sneak a peek. Can you see anything?
Simon: No, nothing.
Katie: I wonder what she's saying in there.
Simon: Probably more lies, Katie. I just hope she's going to be all right.
Katie: You're worried about her?
Simon: No, I'm not worried about her. But if she dies, Katie, I'm sunk. I'm the last man standing and the only one left to blame.
Rose: Come on, have a heart. Come on, Jack. Just a few moments alone with that --
Jack: Rosie, I'm sorry, but I can't.
Carly: So Weston gets away with trying to destroy our lives, Jack? You cannot possibly think that's fair.
Jack: "Fair"? I'm a Police officer, Carly. My job is to uphold the law.
Rose: And even cover for that guy, for that slime ball like Weston? Come on.
Carly: You can't look the other way, just this once? This man who tortured us, he's getting sent back to Switzerland without even a slap on the wrist and we don't even get an hour to confront the guy?!
Rose: I'm sure you'd like a little time alone with him, wouldn't ya?
Jack: My hands are tied, Rose.
Rose: Don't give me any ideas.
Jack: Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if you came here thinking you guys could be avenging angels or something. I can't let harm happen to a prisoner when he's in my protective custody, under my super -- vision. Unless -- okay, listen, if Weston were handcuffed and brought into the interrogation room and a person or persons unknown got to him while I was otherwise occupied, I guess that isn't anybody's fault, is it? No telling what might happen in a situation like that.
Carly: Let me at him.
Rose: Not so fast. You know? All for one and one for all? Emily's going to want to be a part of this.
Carly: Yeah, you're right. You're right. We need to get Emily.
Rose: And we need to pick up some supplies.
Jack: Listen, ladies -- even if I knew what you were talking about, I wouldn't want to hear about it. In fact, I never even saw you here tonight.
Carly: Jack -- just when I thought I couldn't love you any more.
Rose: You're top notch there, Snyder.
Carly: Thanks. So -- let's go get avenging angel number three.
Hal: Emily Stewart, don't you ever, ever disappear on me again. 'Cause I can't live without this.
Emily: Oh, really? Keep that up, I may never want to get out of bed again.
Hal: I think I could live with that. Hey, we never did get around to anything to eat, did we?
Emily: No. You are the only bite I've had since I've been home. And tasty as you may be, I need food.
Hal: Okay. You know what I want?
Emily: Hmm? What? I know what you want, but --
Hal: What do you feel like?
Emily: I want something -- raw. Almost alive. Animal. Got that?
Hal: Mm-hmm. I know just the thing for you.
Emily: Oh, really?
Emily: Whoa! Whoo!
Hal: Excuse me.
[Knock at the door]
Emily: Ignore it. Ignore it.
Hal: You ignore it, too.
Carly: Emily, are you in there?
Rose: Of course, she's in there. Come on, they've got enough lights on in there to land a plane.
[Knock at the door]
Emily: All right, just -- give me three minutes. Give me three minutes to murder and dismember the both of them. And then we'll come back and finish what we started.
Hal: Deal. Stick to it.
Rose: Hey, hey, hey -- ooh.
Carly: Oh. Hello.
Carly: So sorry to interrupt this happy homecoming.
Rose: Ah, yeah. And believe me, I'd much be rather doing that. I mean, with Paul. But this is a life-and-death situation.
Hal: Rose --
Hal: You look fantastic!
Rose: Oh! Yeah, say that, those three words over and over again.
Carly: Okay, we don't have time for that. Emily -- we need you now.
Emily: Oh, no, no, no. Nothing you two kooky girls could say could drag me away from this man I love my first night home.
Rose: How about this? How about this? Weston is going to be heading out of here tomorrow. Yeah. He cut a deal. And tonight is the only night we can give him a proper good-bye.
Carly: You took the words right out of our mouths.
Rose: Hey, come on. We'll change in the car. Let's go.
Hal: Only if I have 100% assurance you're all going to be completely safe.
Carly: Hal, 100%, I swear. The guy's under lock and key.
Hal: How could you pass that up?
Hal: See you later. Anyway, I've got something around here I kind of want to attend to, anyway.
Emily: Okay. Okay, okay. Come on. Shh, be quiet going up the steps. The baby's sleeping.
Hal: Hello, Kim. Hi, it's Hal Munson. Oh, yeah. Oh, it is late, sorry. But listen -- I had an idea, and I was thinking about something you might be able to help me with.
Lisa: Jess, what happened?
Jessica: Same thing that happens every time I try to call Bonnie. Ian's uncle says she's "not available." She's probably still angry at me for grilling her about this marriage in the first place.
Lisa: Yeah, sounds to me like she's bending over backward to keep you from changing her mind.
Jessica: Well -- too bad. I'm more than happy to fly back over there and try again. Now, if you don't want to make the trip, I understand.
Lisa: What are you talking about? This is my goddaughter! Of course, I wouldn't miss this for anything. I'm just wondering what in the world has happened to Isaac.
Jessica: Yeah, what is -- what is going on with Isaac?
Ben: I don't know.
Lisa: I just hoped that maybe, since I haven't heard from him, that he and Bonnie had gone off to some beautiful island, and they were madly in love. I just can't believe you haven't heard from him, Ben.
Ben: I haven't even had a chance to tell him about Jake. I mean, not that I expected him to stay in constant contact, but -- it's getting a little strange, even for Isaac.
Lisa: Did Bonnie mention Isaac to you when you were over there?
Jessica: Every time I brought him up, she'd get upset and change the subject.
Lisa: I wonder if Billy knows anything. But Billy -- I haven't even heard from him since he went to Scotland. And I certainly don't think he's back.
Jessica: Well -- I'm going to try to call Bonnie again before I fly out of here. If I talk to her, I'll ask her about both of them.
Ben: You know, that may not be the best idea, especially if she's freezing you out about her marriage. Bringing up Isaac is the last thing that you want to do. You know, Lisa, I hope your bartender has a quick recovery because I'm going to Scotland. I mean, you know, Jessica's going to have her hands full with Bonnie. And I'm going to check on my brother myself.
Bonnie: Why do you turn every disagreement we have into a debate about Isaac? You're the one who's rushing us into a marriage!
Ian: Oh, how cruel and heartless of me. I want to spend the rest of my life with the woman I'm in love with. I ought to be drawn and quartered!
Bonnie: Oh, please do not oversimplify this.
Ian: Is it so impossible for you to understand why I might be jealous when every time I try to prove to you how much I love you, one of your American buddies does his level best to undermine us? First it was that Billy boy. And then it was Jenkins.
Bonnie: I don't have any control over what they do with their lives.
Ian: Well, I'm starting to have serious doubts as to whether or not you want to go through with this marriage.
Bonnie: You cannot surprise a bride with a wedding, Ian! It makes her feel like she doesn't have control over anything. What about what I want?
Ian: I thought I was what you want. Look -- all we need is each other, our families and our love. And we'll have that. The important people in our lives will be here to share the day as we pledge our hearts to one another. The rest is just decoration, Bonnie.
Bonnie: Maybe you're right.
Ian: "Maybe"? Doesn't sound too reassuring.
Bonnie: I do want to marry you, Ian.
Ian: That's a relief.
Bonnie: It's just that I need to know that this is it, this is forever. That we're going to be together for the rest of our lives.
Ian: Yeah, well, I'm sure that's somewhere in the vows.
Bonnie: I'm joining my life with yours. But if you break my heart again, Ian, I don't know what I'll do.
Ian: Bonnie -- you have to know by now that you can trust me.
Bonnie: I do.
Ian: Yeah, but you just don't trust us, do you? You just don't know if you still believe in us. Is that right? Well, Bonnie, if you have any doubts about this now, we're doomed. So -- I'll just -- I'll ask you once again -- do you want to marry me?
Margo: Where did you hide all that time you were missing?
Dahlia: Motels. Bed and breakfasts. Sometimes inside the car I rented.
Margo: You were in your car?
Dahlia: Well, I had to keep an eye on Simon. I even bought a listening device and planted it in the house.
Margo: You admit to that?
Dahlia: Of course. I -- I had to know what Simon's next move was going to be. And thank God I did, or I never would've heard about the bomb.
Margo: And what did you hear?
Dahlia: He was ordering all kinds of different materials. I heard him on the phone.
Margo: You know the ingredients for making a bomb?
Dahlia: What else would he use that stuff for?
Margo: Why didn't you come to the Police?
Dahlia: Would you have believed me?
Margo: Go on.
Dahlia: Well, I knew that tonight was the night. I thought if I could get Katie alone, I could convince her to get away from Simon. But she wouldn't listen to me. He has to be stopped. You have to find some way to put him away where he can't hurt anyone else.
Margo: Right now, I'm more concerned about the charges against you. There's fraud, faking your disappearance, trespassing, breaking and entering -- when you planted the listening device. Assault -- the attack on Simon. Now these are just the high points.
Dahlia: How can you protect him?
[Monitor beeps faster] what, because you're his sister-in-law? Well, you know what? I used to be his sister-in-law, too. And what do I have to show for it, huh? A headstone and memories. I mean, what is it going to take for you people to lock him up? What, does somebody have to die before you pay attention?!
[Monitor beeping fast]
Margo: Dahlia -- Dahlia! Dahlia, wake -- nurse! Nurse, what is going on here? Do something! What is going on here?
Simon: What's going on?
Margo: I don't -- I don't know. Go. Go find a doctor.
Simon: Don't --
Margo: No, no.
Katie: No, you can't let her die! Please, please, don't let her die.
Will: Why am I sleeping here tonight?
Kim: Well, I can't imagine you'd want to be anywhere else right now.
Hal: Remember me?
Hal: Good to see you. Good to see you.
Will: So you're home now?
Hal: You bet I'm home.
Will: Suitcases and all?
Hal: You bet I'm home. Suitcases and all. I'm home to stay.
Will: Yes! Woo-hoo!
Will: Why? Is it a secret?
Hal: There's a surprise waiting upstairs for you in the bed in your room.
Hal: Yeah. Go ahead. Check it out.
Kim: Shh, shh, quietly! Well, I'm so glad to see you back where you belong.
Hal: Oh, that makes several of us, Kim. Several of us.
Kim: So who's sleeping upstairs?
Hal: Daniel. Emily's back. Barbara brought her back. It's -- Kim, it's a really long story.
Kim: Yeah, actually, I know. I heard some of it from Tom. But he didn't know anything about Steinbeck. Did anybody find him yet?
Hal: No, not yet. But that's just a matter of time. Kim, I have to ask you -- does Will know anything about Barbara?
Kim: No, we -- we just thought it was better for him to hear from his dad that Barbara had to go back to jail.
Hal: Ah, thank you so much for not telling him. Tonight's about homecoming. I think I'll tell him at another time.
Kim: Of course. Of course.
Will: It's Daniel.
Hal: Yes, it's Daniel.
Will: But I couldn't ask him any questions because he's sleeping.
Will: Is Emily back or something?
Hal: Emily is back.
Will: Excellent! Where is she?
Hal: Oh, she's had -- she had to go run an errand. But she'll be home soon.
Kim: That's pretty good news, huh? Kind of like Christmas?
Will: Oh, man, this is way better than Christmas.
Hal: It's way, way, way better than Christmas!
Kim: Okay. All right. I'm going to leave you two alone to celebrate Christmas. All right.
Hal: Thank you. Kim, thank you so much for everything. Everything you've done.
Kim: Oh, my pleasure. It's my pleasure.
Will: 'Night, aunt Kim.
Kim: Good night. I'll see you later, pal. Thank you.
Will: Good night.
Kim: Good night, honey.
Hal: Being a gentleman. You know, I probably should've let you sleep, but I just couldn't wait to see you.
Will: I'm glad you didn't.
Hal: And I know it's late and everything, but would you by any chance -- be hungry?
Will: Want to raid the fridge?
Hal: Now you're talking. Come on.
Jack: You busy?
Cop: You need something?
Jack: Uh -- yeah. Bring Weston up to the box for me. I want to question him one more time before he ships out.
Cop: Consider it done.
Jack: Thank you. Hey, say, you know Norm's gas go on route 39?
Jack: Yeah. Well, after you're done with Weston, why don't you head out there and grab us some of those bear claws?
Cop: That place is 35 miles away.
Jack: Yeah, and those bear claws are worth the trip, man. Here. Grab us all a dozen of 'em. Go, go, go! Once you get that prisoner, I want you outta here. Go!
[Knock at the door] come in. Your arrest reports for may -- your typing stinks. Redo 'em all. Go, go, go, go!
Katie: Margo, what happened in there?
Margo: I don't know. I was questioning her, and then she went into a convulsion.
Katie: No, I mean what did she say about Simon?
Margo: I guess what she's been saying all along -- that Simon is the killer and everything she did was to protect you.
Simon: Ah. Okay, what did you expect her to say? Huh? She thought she could frame me for murder, but we got in the way!
Katie: You can't believe her, Margo, please.
Margo: Well, that's her story, and she's sticking to it.
Simon: Oh, please, Margo. Please. You cannot take her word over mine. You just --
Margo: We will get to the bottom of this, Simon. Trust me.
Katie: Okay, well, you can start by going in there and questioning her until she cracks.
Margo: She already cracked, Katie. She had a seizure!
Katie: Yeah, fine, okay. When she gets better. If she gets better. Whatever. Just -- I'm sorry. I do have a heart.
Margo: Yes, fine. Of course you do. When she stabilizes, I'll get the D.A. down here, and we'll go at it again. In the meantime, I'm going to have to try and piece together from the time she came back here, from the time she was missing. She couldn't have -- she has to have tripped up somewhere along the line. We just have to figure where and -- oh, excuse me. Excuse me. If she's stabilized now, Ms. Ventura, I do have a few more questions for her.
Nurse: I'm sorry --
Katie: You can't let my sister go in there? She's a detective. She has to ask questions.
Nurse: I'm sorry, but she's gone. Ms. Ventura has passed away.
Bonnie: I know it was completely wrong of me to go snooping behind your back, but I just can't stand for there to be secrets between us, Ian.
Ian: There won't be, Bonnie.
Bonnie: But there were. Before. And I don't want to be the kind of woman or wife who goes searching through her husband's pockets every day, dreading the night that he doesn't come home.
Ian: It's my fault. And I hate that I've hurt you. But I want to devote the rest of our lives to making it up to you.
Bonnie: And we have the rest of our lives to do that, which is why I don't understand the rush to get to the altar.
Ian: You call it a rush. I call it making up for lost time. Realigning the stars in the universe. If I'm behaving like a madman, Bonnie, it's only because I'm desperately in love with you, and I'm desperate to spend the rest of my life loving only you. My one and only duchess. Marry me, Bonnie, tomorrow. I promise you -- I will never give you cause to worry again.
Bonnie: All right. Tomorrow it shall be.
Bonnie: Put me down!
Ian: No, never, never. I'm never putting you down again. Your feet will never again touch solid ground. I promise. Okay, now look -- I've given Paddington a full list of instructions. First, he's to take you to the salon. Then to the dressmaker's.
Bonnie: Whoa. You have thought of everything, haven't you?
Ian: Oh, Bonnie, everything. Everything.
Bonnie: I should've never doubted you.
Ian: See, now there's the Bonnie I know and love.
Bonnie: All right, then. I better get ready.
Bonnie: Tomorrow, I'm getting married.
Ian: This time tomorrow, you will be Bonnie Maclaren, Duchess of Glasgow. My wife.
Garrick: Congratulations, Ian.
Ian: Make sure this is the last we ever see of Jenkins.
Garrick: A pleasure.
Katie: I can't believe she's actually dead. Part of me wants to cry, and the other part of me just wants to finally breathe again. Like maybe this is finally all over.
Simon: No, Katie. It's just the beginning. Isn't it, Margo?
Margo: We'll know more after I put the pieces together. In the meantime, Simon, I'm just glad Tom's a lawyer.
Will: Now that you're back, I was wondering, you know, if you're not doing anything, like working or something the week -- over the weekend -- I was wondering if you wanted to come to my little league game?
Hal: You bet! Wild horses couldn't keep me away. And you know what? Even when I do go back to work -- I'm a lot better than you are. Even when I do go back to work, I'm going to be in those stands. I'm going to be cheering you on.
[Hal whistling] "Will Munson! Will Munson! Batter, batter, batter, batter, batter."
Hal: Yeah, you bet. Hey. Something wrong?
Will: Well, I almost forgot about mom. What's going to happen to her?
Hal: What do you say we have a good time tonight and shoot some more hoops and worry about that one tomorrow? Open up. Come on. I want to go for three here.
Will: All right.
Hal: All right.
Jack: I can take the prisoner from here.
Weston: Would someone tell me what this is all about?
Jack: You know, this might be a good time to run that errand we discussed earlier. And you -- you take your time, Slocum!
Weston: What's this about, detective?
Jack: Well, this is all about you, doc.
Weston: Yeah. I'm sure that you know by now I'm being extradited tomorrow.
Jack: Yes, I hear. Congratulations. Right this way.
Weston: What, the interrogation room? Look, I've got nothing further to tell you.
Jack: Yeah, but there's something some people want to say to you.
Emily: Don't even think of moving, Weston.
Rose: You're not going anywhere, Weston!
Carly: You like her face?
Rose: Yeah, it's a work of art, no thanks to you.
Emily: Bet you never thought you'd see me alive again, huh? Life is full of surprises, isn't it? Too bad we had to find out the hard way. You know what, girls? I feel like celebrating. What do you say we break out the refreshments?
Rose: Oh, yes!
Carly: We have a tasty and revolutionary new beverage we want you to enjoy.
Rose: Yes, look at this. We made it just for you.
Emily: Oh, gee whiz, girls, I hope we got the recipe right.
Weston: What -- what's in that?
Rose: I don't know. Listen here -- a little bit of this. A little bit of that.
Emily: Double, double, toil and trouble.
Carly: Oh, you know. Eye of newt, toe of frog. Maybe some cleaner of drain.
Rose: Now either you can drink it, or we can find another way to get it in you.
Carly: Choice is yours.
Emily: Well, you know what those boy scouts say -- "be prepared."
Weston: Stay away from me with that.
Rose: Uh-oh-oh -- oh, I'm sensing a "no."
Carly: I know. It sounded like a "no" to me. Emily?
Rose: Now, I know that this -- these girls, we're more experienced with this. But you're a big boy. I'm sure you can take it all.
Carly: Uh-huh. Come on. Come on.
Rose: Open up.
Carly: Open up wide.
Weston: You won't get away with this.
Emily: Oh, no? No, doc? Who you going to call? The cops?
[Giggling] open wide --
Rose: Come on. You can do it.
Emily: Come on. Say "Ah."
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