ATWT Transcript Friday 5/31/02

As The World Turns Transcript Friday 5/31/02

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Jack: You ready to sign a statement that you have no future plans involving James Steinbeck?

Barbara: How many times do I have to tell you? I haven't heard from him since I left him in Singapore.

Jack: You have no idea where he is?

Barbara: All I know is that he's alive. And I know that because you told me. I haven't had any contact with him, Jack.

Jack: Until now.

Katie: Are you ready for your horoscope?

Simon: My horoscope?

Katie: Yes.

Simon: Yeah, sure, shoot.

Katie: Okay. "Tonight, live dangerously, because you only live once."

Simon: "You only live once." Wow, that's really insightful, isn't it?

Katie: "Be daring. Venture outside for a walk with the one you love. Go to a movie together. Take her out for a night on the town. Or what about a picnic under the stars? Do something to put life back into your love life. Do something, do anything, but do not let that sweet creature across the room from you wilt away with boredom."

Simon: Ah, you made that bit up. That's not what's written.

Katie: Okay, I did. But it's good advice, isn't it?

Simon: We will go for a beautiful picnic under the stars very soon -- another night. I promise.

Katie: When there's no chance of Dahlia showing up?

Simon: Dahlia's dead, okay?

Katie: Yes. Well, her corpse is missing and roaming the earth somewhere. Which does make me quite nervous. But, at the same time, I don't think we should just throw our lives away.

Simon: Okay. If you're wilting from so much boredom, then go see a movie. I don't mind.

Katie: Why are you trying to get rid of me?

Simon: I'm not! I just really want to get some work done around here, that's all.

Katie: Okay, but if we just --

[knock at door]

Simon: Margo -- come on in.

Katie: All right, come on, spill the bad news.

Margo: Come on. Let's go to a party.

Carly: Hi.

Abigail: Thank you for getting here so fast.

Carly: Molly still hasn't shown?

Abigail: I know it sounds like I'm overreacting, but I was registering for classes today. And when I called home, she -- the answering machine picked up. And she's not picking up her cell phone.

Carly: It's not like her, is it?

Abigail: I know. That's why I called you. Oh, she's here!

Carly: Thank God.

Abigail: Hi, are you all right?

Molly: As far as I know.

Carly: We were worried about you.

Molly: Did I stay out after curfew or something? Hey, and you -- you're not even supposed to be here. Aren't you supposed to help Lucinda set that thing up for Rose's engagement party?

Abigail: I changed my mind. I'm gonna stay at home with you.

Molly: Since when do I need a baby-sitter? Honey, go, have fun. They're expecting you.

Carly: And you can't break a promise to Lucinda. Besides, that dress is far too cute to be wasted on us.

Molly: I'm gonna be fine.

Abigail: You're sure?

Molly: Yes. I am so sure. I never thought I would see the day that I would have to force my daughter to go out.

Abigail: I'm gonna see you really soon.

Molly: Not too soon. I love you.

Abigail: I love you, too. Bye.

Molly: I'm fine. Thank you for caring about me. But I really am. I'm fine.

Carly: Where were you?

Molly: Mabel's.

Carly: Oh? You had a sudden urge for a hot dog?

Molly: I was looking for Jake.

Ian: My very traditional bride is insisting on a Latin wedding.

Bonnie: Yes. Yes, I am, vicar. I hope that is not a problem for you.

Vicar: Oh, of course not. The language of the ancient Romans is my specialty. Stuart. And this lovely lady must be the mother of the bride, yes?

Jessica: It's very nice to meet you, vicar.

Vicar: Your daughter's quite a treasure. And I promise that I will do everything in my power to keep her feeling for her absent father at a minimum. It is such a shame that he has to miss this occasion.

Jessica: What Duncan will really be missing is having the opportunity to tell the groom, if he breaks his vows, he'll break his neck. Now, you don't want to deny your father that, do you?

Bonnie: Of course I want my father here, mom. But he'll understand.

Vicar: Oh, don't count on it. I have a daughter your age myself, my dear. And if I were denied the opportunity to attend such an occasion as this, such a sweet and poignant -- forgive me.

Bonnie: The vicar's had a very long day.

Ben: Are you -- are you sure that that man is together enough to perform a marriage ceremony?

Bonnie: Well, we can't just very well send him home now, can we? Now he's here, the caterer's here, the flowers are here. We can't just call it off! Will you two just please -- please cheer up? Please?

Ben: I'm sorry. I think I'm just a little preoccupied about Isaac.

Ian: No luck locating your brother yet, Dr. Harris?

Ben: No, not yet. But -- I guess I should be happy that he sent Bonnie some flowers.

Ian: Oh, yeah, that's good. Glad to hear it.

Lisa: Excuse me, but there seems to be some little emergency in the kitchen. There's really nothing to worry about. But the staff is in a quandary as to what to do. And they can't find Garrick or Paddington anywhere.

Ian: Not -- not to worry. Not to worry. They're off attending to some important business.

Lisa: As important as this wedding?

Ian: Well, perhaps, if the mother of the bride would be so kind as to coordinate in the kitchen? Would you accompany us, also, reverend, please? I promised you something to eat. And I think perhaps you should have something to eat.

Vicar: Oh, too kind. Too kind, yes. I do love a good wedding, don't you? You must be so proud, Ms. Griffin.

Jessica: Oh, reverend, there are no words for the way I feel tonight.

Lisa: Bonnie -- listen, darling, you know how much I love you, but I know that something is very, very wrong here.

Ben: Yes. Something is very wrong with the fact that nobody has heard from Isaac or Billy since they left Oakdale. And as for Paddington -- he is not away on important business. I saw him being led away by Garrick by force.

Bonnie: You have to be very, very, very careful. The walls have ears.

Lisa: Darling, aren't you the least bit concerned about what in the world has happened to Isaac and to Billy?

Bonnie: All I know is that, whatever's happened to them, Ian is the one with all the answers.

Garrick: I'd like to hear how you two thought you can stop this wedding. You've been chained for days, no light, no exercise, precious little nourishment.

Billy: Well, we don't have to come in on horseback like a two-man army.

Isaac: Yeah. We'll let the bride stop her own wedding. Once Bonnie sees this, we won't have to lift a finger.

Billy: As soon as she finds out that Ian is no real duke, all bets are off.

Isaac: That's right. Bonnie's the one with the real royal blood. She's a direct descendant from duke Emmanuel.

Billy: And that's why he locked us up. Because you know he's a fake, and you're a joke. Without Bonnie, you'd be nothing!

Garrick: Sometimes what you know can hurt. Give me that.

Billy: Forget about it.

Isaac: No, Bonnie needs to know who she really is and who you really are. You ain't getting jack.

Garrick: Oh, no? I beg to differ.

Billy: Reinforcements.

Garrick: Give our friends the Maclaren farewell. I have a wedding to attend.

Scot #1: After you.

Scot #2: No, after you.

Isaac: Why don't the two of you just go together?

Billy: Oh! That hurt!

Garrick: Finish them off, we'll meet later. Meanwhile, I have to make short work of this evidence.

Margo: Okay, here's the deal. Tom is working late. Adam is packing to go away to college. And Casey just hit puberty, and who wants to go through that again? And Emily's back in town. And there's this party. I'm pretty sure that she's gonna be at it. And whereas I'm very happy that she's safe and she's back and she's lovely and she's -- lovely, I'd really rather have two friendly faces around me in case I have to say hello to somebody that I really never, ever, ever want to say hello to.

Katie: Yes, definitely. We will tag along. That's going to be perfect.

Simon: It's a great idea. Absolutely. Katie, you go ahead. A party is perfect for a little bit of sisterly bonding. And I can finally get some work done around here.

Katie: If you were trying to get rid of me, you better do a better job than that.

Simon: Give me two hours -- three hours at the most. And I will be that much closer to a beautiful, new, clean, fresh coat of paint.

Katie: Fine. Go for it. Two hours.

Simon: And you will come back to the surprise of your life. Go get ready.

Katie: I'll be down in ten.

Margo: Try subtlety next time you want some free time.

Simon: I have tried everything to get Katie out of here.

Margo: What's the matter? Are you still worried about Dahlia?

Simon: Look, if Dahlia's still around, then I'm the target. I don't want Katie near me.

Bonnie: I didn't want to believe it. I thought Isaac was at home trying to forget he even knew me. And then I got this card. "Dear Bonnie, may all your dreams come true." That's not Isaac. He would've called me "duchess," for one thing. And then the words are just all wrong.

Lisa: That's exactly right. So somebody else sent the flowers because they want us to stop looking for Isaac.

Ben: I agree. And I'm calling the Police.

Bonnie: Ben, I don't think that's a really good idea. Ian's a duke. He could forestall an investigation.

Lisa: Honey, we have to find Isaac somehow. And Billy, too.

Bonnie: Well, I think they're a lot closer than we think. I don't think Isaac and Billy have left this castle.

Ian: There's my beautiful duchess. I need to steal you away for a few last-minute words with the vicar.

Bonnie: Of course, my love. Well, enjoy everything. Have a ball. And explore. I'll be right back.

Lisa: Look, according to history and a few choice fairy tales, there are two places in a castle to hide someone. I'll take the tower.

Ben: I'll take the dungeon.

Lisa: Good luck.

Ben: All right.

Molly: Oh, you've got that look in your eye -- like you're gonna send me off to the psych ward in a straitjacket.

Carly: Well, Mol, I don't quite know what to say when you tell me you're looking for Jake.

Molly: I know Jake's dead. But when he left, part of the comfort I had was knowing that he was gonna always be with me, and that he would come to me. He comes to me the same way that Vicky came to me.

Carly: When she needed you to look for Bridget and Michele?

Molly: Yes. She was there. She was there all the time. She was there every time I turned around. And she didn't even know me. Jake -- where is he? I went to Mabel's -- all the way to Mabel's because that's our spot. That's our place. And he's come to me there before. But now, today -- nothing.

Carly: Maybe they -- maybe they only come to us when they -- they need us to open our eyes to something.

Molly: What about what I need, Carly? I need him. I need Jake. I want him back. I really want him back.

Carly: Honey --

Molly: How is it possible to love somebody so much? I didn't know that I could love someone so much. How am I supposed to live without him, Carly?

Barbara: "No hard feelings for the stab wound, stop. I've sent you a present, stop. Love, James. Don't stop."

Jack: What's the present that James is referring to, Barbara?

Barbara: I have no idea. He's -- he's doing this so it still looks like we're co-conspirators.

Jack: You were.

Barbara: That's in the past tense, Jack -- past tense. Don't you see? He wants it to appear that we're still co-conspirators so I can just dig my hole even worse. That's so he could repay me. Repay me for that stab wound. He hasn't sent me a present. And he's not going to.

Jack: You're sure about that?

[Phone rings] Snyder. Yeah, I'll be outside.

Barbara: I assume that was about me?

Jack: Any idea who this

Barbara: "T. Marshall Travers, esquire. Attorney-at-law." Who hired you, Mr. Travers?

Marshall: If you're smart, Ms. Ryan, you will. Would you mind giving us a few minutes alone, detective?

Jack: I'll be right outside if anybody needs me.

Barbara: Tell me something, Mr. Travers --

Marshall: Marshall, please.

Barbara: Tell me something, Marshall -- is it safe to assume that James Steinbeck sent you?

Marshall: I'm never sent anywhere, Ms. Ryan. I go where I please.

Barbara: And it pleases you to be in Oakdale?

Marshall: For now.

Barbara: Why?

Marshall: Your case intrigues me.

Barbara: What is your connection to James Steinbeck?

Marshall: I've done legal work for him in the past. But since I'm no longer on retainer, I owe him nothing.

Barbara: And is that an assumption or is that a fact?

Marshall: He sent me a rundown of the case against you, suggested you might benefit from my expertise and that you'd be willing to do whatever it takes to rid yourself of those charges. If there's been some mistake, I'll move on.

Barbara: Why should I trust anyone who's been associated with that man? He is the reason that I am here. How do I know that you didn't come here just to make sure that I get buried?

Marshall: This Detective Snyder -- he's a friend of yours?

Barbara: He used to be.

Marshall: Have him check me out. I'll be back.

Bonnie: Since you're so ready and willing to let me get married without my father being present, I guess I better get dressed for the ceremony.

Ian: Aren't you even going to ask me what I've done with your old friend Isaac? When did you plan on confronting me about that? Not at the altar, I hope? Yeah, my dear, the walls do have ears.

Bonnie: Where is he?

Ian: He's still alive. As is your friend Billy. But that -- well, that could easily change.

Bonnie: You can't hurt them, please! Ian, just let them go home.

Ian: After the wedding.

Bonnie: And if I refuse to go on with this wedding until I know that Billy and Isaac are all right?

Ian: I think you already know the answer to that. Oh, I love you, Bonnie.

Bonnie: You don't love me. This isn't about love. I know that now. What do you want? It can't be money. And any woman in the world would throw herself at your feet.

Ian: But there's only one you, Bonnie. Marrying you is my heart's one true ambition.

Bonnie: When can I have this annulled? When I know that Billy and Isaac are safe?

Ian: Oh, no, no, no. We will consummate this marriage. We will have our wedding night. Then I'll release your friends. And then I'll divorce you. Irreconcilable differences -- it sounds amicable enough, don't you think?

Bonnie: Why would you go through all this trouble? I don't understand, Ian.

Ian: It's good to be the duke. Trust me, it's better if you don't understand. Just know this -- marry me, or Jenkins dies.

Jessica: There you are!

Ian: Be a good girl and smile.

Jessica: I've been looking everywhere for you. Ian, you don't mind if I steal a few minutes alone with my little girl? Since her father can't be here to give her some last-minute advice, it seems it's all up to me.

Ian: Well, by all means. I'll see you soon.

Jessica: All right. I can't do this anymore. I can no longer pretend. You have two minutes to tell me why you're going through with this wedding.

Scot #1: Make room for one more.

Billy: I see they've met the family.

Ben: There you are. Surprised to see me?

Isaac: I heard you were here. Wondering when you'd finally show up. Get those surgeon hands over here, and let's work on these chains and break us out of this place.

Ben: All right. Well, breaking out of this dungeon is gonna be a no-brainer. It's getting you guys out of these chains that's gonna be a problem.

Carly: Feel any better?

Molly: If I say yes, you're not gonna believe me. And if I say no, you're going to go into sympathy overdrive and make me eat that.

Carly: Mol -- have you been sleeping?

Molly: A little. But whenever I go to sleep, I wake up either reaching for Jake or because I think I hear Bridget and Michele, and I go running down the hallway. And then I remember that they're all gone.

Carly: We need to get you out of here.

Molly: No. I would really rather not.

Carly: Molly, you need to get out of here. You want to see Jake? Have a laugh. Jake loved a good laugh. So, come on, why -- come to Rose's party with me.

Molly: I love you. And I love what you're trying to do for me. But I really need to grieve for my husband in my own way -- in my own timetable. Okay? I mean, I can't just -- pretend like, "hey, I'm fine," and go out and prove to everybody they don't have to worry about me. I can't, 'cause -- my husband's dead. And my baby girls are gone. And so, no, I'm sorry. I don't feel like just going out and partying and laughing and hanging out. I just can't do that. I appreciate what you're trying to do for me, honey. But --

Carly: But I'm not very helpful, am I? All right. Well, now I officially -- I swear that I will stop with the stupid helpful hints.

Molly: Thank you.

Carly: But there are ground rules, okay? Number one -- return my calls within 24 hours, okay? Even if you just call me to tell me that you don't want to talk.

Molly: I can do that.

Carly: Good. And if you're going out, leave a note. And if you're going to be late, call, please.

Molly: I know. I will. I will call you or Abigail, I promise.

Carly: Okay. And, you and I, we have to have at least one meal a week together. And, Molly, a meal does not consist of coffee alone, okay? And most of all, when you need to be reminded of how much you're loved, of how much you're needed, you just walk into any room that has me or Abigail in it, okay? I love you so much.

Molly: I love you. Thank you.

Carly: I'll see you soon. Okay?

Jake: Smart chick, that cousin of yours.

Molly: Oh, Jake -- thank God you're here.

Jake: Well, I came because I have got something really important that I need to tell you.

Molly: What?

Jake: You're alive. So -- so live.

Rose: It's your favorite, Holden.

Paul: Thank you for coming. Help yourself to some hors d'oeuvres and some champagne.

Katie: Okay. Congratulations.

Margo: Hey! I didn't think I was gonna see you guys for hours.

Paul: Good to see you guys.

Tom: What are you talking about? We wouldn't miss it for the world.

Margo: So you said you were going to be till dawn. Don't tell me you're packed already?

Adam: Yeah, I'm almost done with everything, except for one thing. Would you excuse me for one second? Abigail? Hi.

Abigail: Hey, I'm glad you showed up. You should really try one of these things -- these little do-dads.

Adam: Do you remember when I told you that I was gonna take the scenic route out to California?

Abigail: Don't tell me you already have it planned out? I don't really want to talk about it until you actually have to go.

Adam: Okay, well, then we have to talk about it. I'm leaving tomorrow.

Cop #1: Sorry to disturb. But, detective, I thought you'd want to know.

Margo: What? What do you got?

Cop #1: A Dahlia Ferrara has made reservations on a flight leaving Oakdale tonight.

Margo: All right, we got her.

Katie: I knew it. I knew she was alive. She's using her maiden name.

Margo: Yes, it's Detective Hughes. I need to put out an APB on a Dahlia Ventura, a.k.a. Dahlia Ferrara. Yeah.

Katie: Simon's gonna flip.

[Phone ringing]

Dahlia: Let the machine get it.

Answering machine: This is Katie and Simon's enchanted cottage.

Leave a message.

Katie: Simon, where are you? Pick up. Pick up.

Pick up. Come on. All right, fine, you went to get turpentine.

But do I have news for you! Dahlia's alive. She just made an airplane

reservation. And guess who's gonna be waiting when she gets off the plane?

I hope the FBI is ready to play hardball. Anyway, I'm on my way home.

And when I get there, we're gonna celebrate all night long.

Love you.

Dahlia: Wasn't that sweet?

Simon: What do you want?

Dahlia: Well, didn't you hear your wife? We're going to celebrate all night long. You, Katie and me. To kidnapping, aggravated kidnapping, unlawful restraint.

Barbara: I know what I'm up against.

Marshall: You can either close your eyes and hope for the best with an amateur, which means the next 10 to 25 years in prison, or you can hire me and have a chance at walking away from it all. It's up to you, Ms. Ryan.

Barbara: Call me Barbara.

Marshall: Fair warning, Barbara, I'm not cheap.

Barbara: Well, then, Marshall, it's a darned good thing I'm rich.

Margo: Baby, I'm sorry. I got to roll out to the airport, follow up on a case.

Adam: Yeah, you know, go. I'll just see you later on at home, okay?

Margo: Sure. Just turn right around and kiss you good-bye. I just don't know what I'm gonna do with you so far away.

Adam: Well, you're not -- you're going to be so busy here, you're not even gonna notice I'm gone.

Margo: Yeah, right. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall about like that. Just tell him it's -- it's a girl -- it's a girl thing.

Adam: Bye, mom.

[Adam exhales] parents, you know. Who else would blow something this minor so far out of proportion?

Abigail: I don't know. Best friends, maybe? I'm going to miss you so much.

Adam: I bet you I miss you more. Come on. Come dance with me.

Molly: Don't you disappear on me, McKinnon. There is so much I need to tell you.

Jake: I can't stay.

Molly: Jake, you promised that we would have a lifetime together. But you know what I figured out?

[Molly laughs] that's just really a drop in the bucket compared to all of eternity, right?

Jake: Don't do this to yourself.

Molly: I'm not doing anything.

Jake: Precisely my point. I know that people grieve differently. But for you, this -- it's wrong. You can't just hole up in here and wither away.

Molly: What does it matter if I do?

Jake: It matters to the people that love you. It matters to the people that -- that -- you don't even know yet. Molly, start pulling yourself together, okay? The rest of your life is out there.

Molly: I don't want the rest of my life, Jake. I want you, okay? I want to be with you.

Jake: No. You belong in the world with the people that love you.

Molly: If there is anything to love about me, it's because you changed me. It's all because of you.

Jake: Because of you. Let them love you -- for yourself.

Molly: Jake! No, wait! Please! Don't go!

Dahlia: Off with your shirt. Now!

Simon: Shouldn't you buy me a drink first, Dahlia?

Dahlia: Look, you strip or I'll shoot you where you stand. All right, now turn around. Turn around. You make one stupid move --

Simon: The Sacramento P.D. were here. You're a wanted woman, Dahlia.

Dahlia: Well, all they had was circumstantial evidence. I'm changing the evidence. I'm changing the circumstances. Tonight, I am going to prove that Monique was married to a wife killer all along.

Simon: Yeah? And how do you plan on doing that?

Dahlia: Well, when you murder another wife, of course. Shouldn't Katie be back by now?

Jessica: Everything is telling me to take you away from this place and never look back. You are not happy, Bonnie. And I don't remember the last time I saw you look this sad, except when you came home and said that Ian wasn't the man for you.

Bonnie: Mother --

Jessica: Bonnie, I can no longer go through this. I will not allow you to go through with this.

Bonnie: Mother! Promise me -- promise me you will not stop the ceremony. 'Cause I don't know if I could forgive you if you ever did.

Jessica: All right, I promise. But you're getting married for all the wrong reasons.

Bonnie: No, mom. I am getting married for the best reasons in the world. Now, please, stop. You're gonna make me cry, and you'll mess my -- my make-up.

Jessica: Oh, sweetie -- I love you.

Ian: Knock-knock. I'm so sorry about this. I need one last moment with my fiancée.

Bonnie: Oh, I love you, too. Now, go. I'll do as you ask. But you have to give me your word. You will keep Isaac and Billy safe, no harm to them.

Ian: Once you're my wife in word and in deed, all will be well. Just wait and see. I hope your honeymoon performance will be better than that. You promised me a wedding night, and I intend to collect.

Abigail: I can't believe you're abandoning me.

Adam: Hey, you know that that offer still stands for you to come and join me out in L.A., Okay? So --

Abigail: Even after your office is full of Oscars?

Adam: Yeah. We will always be friends.

Abigail: Always.

Hal: Hey. How'd it go?

Adam: Well, I believe in -- in the movie version of this, she'd stopped me right before I left the door and tell me that she loved me, and we'd ride off into the sunset together. But before I start feeling too sorry for myself, I have to realize that I'm not going off to Buffalo, and this is not February.

Tom: Yes, it is summertime. And you're going to L.A. so I'm not gonna be shedding any tears for you, buddy.

Hal: Me, either.

Adam: Take care of each other, okay?

Carly: Hey. Oh, hi. I can't believe you came. I'm so proud of you, Molly. I know Jake would be, too.

Abigail: Molly?

Molly: Hey.

Abigail: I'm glad you're here.

Molly: Honey, what's the matter? Are you crying?

Abigail: It's just -- Adam, he's -- he's gone.

Molly: Why don't we find a quiet corner and talk about it, okay?

Simon: If you think you can force me to hurt my own wife, then you really are insane, Dahlia.

Dahlia: You won't have to. You see, I have a new spin on the murder-suicide thing. I kill Katie, I kill you, and you get blamed.

Simon: Yeah, well, you're not gonna get away with it.

Dahlia: Sure I will. After all, this is your gun.

Simon: Oh, yeah. So it is.

Dahlia: Let go of me! Let go!

Simon: You're not gonna kill me with that gun, Dahlia 'cause you know what? It never fires on the first attempt --

Dahlia: Let go!

Simon: -- Without a firing pin.

Dahlia: Get your hands off of me!

Simon: Not a chance. Not a chance. You should've stayed dead, Dahlia. Terrific improvement on your attitude.

[Drum roll]

Jessica: Any sign of Ben?

Lisa: No. All I can say now is that we just hope for the best and prepare for the worst. Believe me, anything can happen now.

[Bagpipes playing]

Lucinda: You are needed desperately.

Abigail: Me?

Lucinda: You don't mind, do you? I mean, the owners and managers of this gin joint are in Scotland -- Scotland! You are needed. You're gonna sing to the cook. You're gonna get him moving. Come on. You don't mind, do you? Come on, darling.

Dream a dream with you 'cause everywhere you are is where I wanna be

it's true everything you do makes me know how much I love you

Paul: Everybody! I hope everybody has a glass of champagne, because tonight, we're gonna celebrate. Now, I know that we're supposed to be here tonight celebrating my engagement to the most beautiful woman in the world. But I can't help but think that tonight -- tonight is for all of us. You know, I know we've -- we've all had times where we thought that we'd never be together like this again. But you know what? Here we are -- happy, strong, surrounded by friends. So, tonight, I want to make a toast -- a toast to friends. For picking up where we left off, never letting go, never giving up, and moving on with the best times of our lives.

Molly: I have to go.

Abigail: Are you all right?

Paul: Cheers.

Molly: I tried, but I can't do this, honey. I love you.

Abigail: Molly?

Barbara: I'm free to go? Good grief, you're not an attorney. You're a miracle worker.

Marshall: A successful campaign must be launched with dispatch. I want you out of here with all due speed. We have work to do.

Barbara: I am going home, and I am crawling under the sheets of my bed, and I'm gonna sleep for a week.

Marshall: Nap time will have to wait. You have a party to attend.

Barbara: You're not talking about my son's engagement party, are you?

Marshall: I am, indeed.

Barbara: Marshall, I can't go there. I refuse to go there. I have enough charges racked against me without adding "unwanted party crasher" to the list.

Marshall: You're the mother of the groom. You wanted to be free? You're free. Start acting like it. Let there be no doubt about it -- Barbara Ryan is back on top to stay.

Simon: Hey, not so fast.

Dahlia: Let go!

Simon: Stop squirming. Stop squirming, okay?

Dahlia: Oh, big boy wants me to play dead? How kinky.

Simon: I'm not gonna hurt you, okay? Just relax.

Dahlia: That's what you always say in the beginning, until we get so carried away you can't breathe.

Simon: In your psychotic dreams, Dahlia.

Dahlia: Oh, is that how you want it? Tie me up, tie me down, just like we used to. Oh, whatever you say, lover.

Simon: Just shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

Dahlia: I'm not gonna shut up. You like -- I like to make noise. And you like that, don't you? Come on, why don't we play "Simon says" like we used to? I miss that.

Simon: You really are crazy, aren't you? You are nuts.

Dahlia: Just the way you want me, isn't it?

Katie: Simon?!

Simon: Katie!

Dahlia: Katie? You're not supposed to be here. Simon, I thought you said she was going to be out for the evening.

Simon: Shut up! Shut up! Don't listen to her, Katie, okay? Don't listen to her.

Dahlia: He's just afraid -- he's just afraid that you're gonna find out what we've been doing behind your back. He's afraid that you're gonna find out that he loves me. That he's loved me all along.

Katie: What? You love her?!


Isaac: Bonnie, don't! You can't marry him! He's a fraud!

Ian: You're too late, Mr. Jenkins. The vicar has just pronounced us man and wife.

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