One Life to Live Transcript Friday 10/19/07
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Dorian: Ok. You kids wait here. I -- I can handle this.
Starr: Are -- are you sure you can?
Dorian: Absolutely. I'll have Langston back at La Boulaie by dinner.
[Knock on door]
Bo: Come in.
Dorian: Hello, Bo.
Bo: Uh -- Dorian, look, you know what? I'm right in the middle of something here.
Dorian: I -- I'm so sorry, but I really need a favor, and I need it right now.
Jared: Well, hello, Sparky.
Natalie: Donít call me "Spar," "Sparks," "Spark," or anything like it. Just shut up and listen.
Cristian: Whoa -- nice save.
Sarah: Ah, ha, ha. Must be that boxing lesson -- better reflexes.
Cristian: You need those in the ring.
Sarah: Mm-hmm. I wish I could've seen you.
Cristian: Hmm, that -- that got pretty ugly sometimes.
Sarah: I bet you were amazing.
Cristian: I wasnít bad. But that was a different life.
Sarah: This one better?
Cristian: No, not better -- different.
Marty: I ask you to talk to Todd, to persuade him to be more reasonable about Marcie, and -- and you think I'm doing it to impress John.
Blair: Are you?
Marty: I'm trying to do what I can to help.
Blair: You wouldnít be doing all this if you and John were just friends, Marty.
Marty: It doesnít matter if John and I are more than friends.
Blair: Well, good luck.
Marty: Meaning what?
Blair: Meaning if that little Buchanan over there canít hold on to John, what makes you think you can?
John: In a nutshell, Ramseyís a pig. All he cares about is the collar. He doesnít care about her.
Todd: Well, I'm fine with that.
John: Yeah, but you do care about Tommy, right? And this could get worse if we donít play this right.
Todd: So you think that if this Ramsey guy corners whatís-her-name, then she'll do something to Tommy?
Michael: No, she wonít do that.
Todd: How do you know?
Michael: Because I know my wife. Tommy comes first. He always has, he always will.
Marcie: Look, donít be scared, ok? I'm Penny Shaw and this is my son Aaron. I am Penny Shaw and this is my son Aaron -- not my job.
Marcie: You know something? Today -- yeah. Today was -- it was the last day of our lives as Tommy and Marcie McBain, right? But we were good at it while it lasted, werenít we, pal? Yeah, we sure were. We were good at it. Now we're just going to have to say goodbye, all right?
Marcie: I know. I know, but we're going to have to say goodbye. We're going to have to let go of the past -- forever.
Vikiís voice: "Bonjour, children. Thank you for all your emails. I'm writing to you from what I consider to be the quintessential Parisian cafe. I've been spending quite a bit of time here just watching the people and listening to the accent. I miss you all terribly, but Paris is wonderful. Itís very different than what you might expect."
Jared: Ok, you donít want me to call you "Sparky," so what can I do for "Perky," then?
Natalie: You're not scoring any points here.
Jared: Hey, you came to me. I was just hanging out with grandpa here.
Natalie: Well, I suggest you stop because I'm about to propose an offer you canít refuse.
Vikiís voice: "Natalie, I'm sure that you are thriving in your new role at B., And I am here for you always if you need me. But for now, Paris beckons and I need to explore this wonderful place and all of the secrets and answers that it holds for me, things I didnít even know it held."
Jared: Well, it'll have to be better than your last offer.
Jared: You heard my terms.
Natalie: Hold on.
Jared: Trouble at the office?
Natalie: Family stuff.
Jared: And your family is important -- to most of the known world.
Natalie: Thereís something that you need to understand about me.
Jared: I think I understand you better than you think.
Natalie: My job means a lot to me. But my family means everything to me, and this little trick that you're pulling, not leaving Jessicaís house --
Jared: My house.
Natalie: You're making her life hell.
Jared: You want to talk about hell, letís start with cellblock 34.
Natalie: She almost died last summer -- do you even care?
Jared: Of course I care, but sheís my only leverage and both of us know that.
Natalie: Well, I offered you your job back. You turned me down.
Jared: So, whatís this off I canít refuse? You'll sleep with me again? Huh.
Natalie: If I want to sleep, I'll take a pill. The offer is I give you more money than you've ever seen in your life and you disappear.
Marty: Yeah, you really, you just -- you canít help yourself, can you? You just got to get that crack in.
Blair: You're right, I'm sorry. It was a crack. I like John. He is -- heís been good to me. I've had really tough couple of years and heís kind of been my -- my go-to guy, you know, kind of like --
Marty: Itís ok. I'm not afraid to talk about Patrick with you.
Blair: You're not? Because Patrick and I almost had a child together.
Bo: I'm really sorry to hear about this poor girlís parents, but, Dorian, the way things sound, it sounds to me like child services is following procedure.
Dorian: Forcing this girl to go live with strangers is procedure? Oh, come on, Bo. Please, call them and order them to release Langston into my custody.
Bo: No, I canít do that.
Dorian: Why not? We canít just abandon a grieving child.
Bo: But, Dorian, if protocol is being followed, then thereís nothing that I can do.
Starr: Hey, Lang, itís me are you ok?
Langston: You think after taking care of myself for over a year, I canít deal with this?
Starr: My Aunt Dorian is talking to Commissioner Buchanan right now.
Langston: Howís it going?
Starr: I donít know yet. Are you still there?
Langston: Where am I going to go?
Starr: Just try not to freak out, ok?
Langston: I just want to get out of here.
Starr: I'm working on it.
Michael: John, man, um -- what else do you know about this Ramsey guy? He likes to think of himself as the kind of guy who will stop at nothing to get the job done.
Todd: You donít get along with him, huh? Yeah, big deal -- you donít get along with a lot of people.
John: Thatís true, but this guy is a real problem.
Todd: Yeah, well, at least heís taking this seriously.
John: Heís got a history of not caring about collateral damage.
Michael: Well, what are you saying, John? Are you saying that he would risk hurting Tommy or Marcie just to bring them in?
John: If thatís what it takes, Mike.
Ramsey: Whenís the last time you saw your sister, Ron? We know she was at your place with the Manning baby not too long ago. Milkís still fresh in the cup.
Ron: I donít know why you're asking me. You seem to have all the answers.
Ramsey: Hmm. How hard do you want to make this on yourself? Hmm?
Ron: Well, you're the one that seems to be having a hard time, officer.
Ramsey: Did you see him go after me with this wrench? Try to kill me with it, wrench like this?
Ron: Go ahead.
Ron: Yeah, go ahead. You wonít get nothing out of me, then.
Ramsey: I'm not getting anything as it is.
[Wrench hits floor]
Ramsey: Take him in, book him, see what a night with FBI does for his memory.
Ron: All right, wait, wait, wait. I'll talk. Ok, I'll talk -- but not to you.
Marcie: Tommy, listen to me, ok? I'm sorry. I'm sorry that we have to say goodbye to our old lives because --
Marcie: I know. I know how much you miss your daddy, ok? And I -- I miss -- I miss the way it used to be. And I miss it so much.
Michael: I am the luckiest man in the entire world because I get to spend the rest of my life waking up next to you. Thank you for saying yes. Thank you for marrying me.
Ramsey: Hmm Ramsey. I need to see your brother.
John: Did you find Marcie?
Ramsey: Not yet. But I just took her brother into custody.
John: So what do you want with mike?
Ramsey: I donít owe you any explanation.
John: Hmm. I guess Ron isnít talking.
Ramsey: Just send your brother over to Roccoís Garage.
John: Send him over -- what are you talking about? And for the record, you wouldnít even know about Roccoís if it wasnít for me.
Ramsey: Send your brother to Roccoís Garage, and donít even think about coming with him.
John: Tell you what, Ramsey -- if I see my brother, I'll think about sending him over. In the meantime, donít pull any more of your crap.
Todd: What was that about?
John: Ramsey arrested Marcieís brother.
Michael: They got Ron?
John: Yeah, but he wonít talk to Ramsey -- only to you.
Todd: Oh, what the hell.
John: I donít like it, either, but those are the terms.
Todd: All right, letís go, then.
John: Ramsey says Michael goes alone.
Todd: I donít care. I mean, if -- if Walsh knows where his sister is, I'm going to go there and see him.
John: You're doing nothing.
Michael: Hey, John, how -- how is this supposed to work? Now, I go over there, Ron tells me something, and then I sell my life out to this jackass --
Todd: Yeah, thatís right.
Michael: Whoís ready to hunt her down?
John: No, all he'll probably do is tell you how she got to his place.
Todd: So, what is this anyway? This is -- this is letting Ron off the hook after he helped his sister get away with kidnapping?
John: Itís all we got, all right? So letís try this and see how it plays out.
Todd: You listen to me. You got to tell me everything you find out.
John: Hereís the address, mike. Call me as soon as you can.
Todd: If Walsh helped his sister get away, heís mine.
Ramsey: I get it, I do. You're sitting at home having a beer, settling in to watch the game and your sister shows up with your nephew and says you have to help her or some convicted rapist is going to take her baby. Thatís a tough decision -- no choice, really.
Ron: What the hell are you talking about?
Ramsey: Sooner or later, you're going to have to talk about it -- maybe to me, maybe not -- but itís going to happen. I bet you tried to talk her out of it, didnít you? Going AWOL with that baby? I checked you out -- no priors, straight-up guy. I bet you told her to go back to her husband. Hmm? Same thing you're going to tell your brother-in-law when he shows up. Oh.
Ramsey: Or is it?
Ramsey: You fuzzy son of a bitch. Your ass is grass, and your sister put you in the middle of it. Now, you have to ask yourself -- is the middle of it really worth screwing up your whole life? Huh?
Michael: Ron? And you lied to me. You said she wasnít with you. Did you help her do this?
Marcie: It was. It was one of the happiest days of my life when I married your daddy -- are you kidding me? Well, the other happiest day of my life was when you came into our lives Ė yes it was. Michael, I want to have a baby. What would you say to that? I mean, look at him. Come on, how cute.
Michael: I'd say this.
Marcie: You know, the day you came into our lives -- no. We did not think we were ready for kids, I'll tell you that much. But the minute -- the minute I held you in my arms, I took you in my arms -- you know what? It didnít matter. None of it mattered because I knew. Oh, Tommy, I knew in an instant that I would love you and that I will always love you. You know that, right?
Vikiís voice: "What kind of secrets? Well, for starters, I've made some new friends here. Thereís Noelle, who is terribly sweet. And Gigi -- sheís young, feisty. Actually, she reminds me a lot of you. And then, there is Maurice. I donít know how to describe him other than to say that heís a real character."
Sarah: So I'm working on getting a regular rotation going, a good cover band to pick up the nights when Blairís not in.
Cristian: Sure, go for it.
Sarah: I'm auditioning one tomorrow at their rehearsal space. You want to come?
Cristian: Your ears are better than mine.
Sarah: Well, yeah, but you know what works for this place. Maybe we could grab a bite to eat, get a drink after?
Cristian: Well, you'd want to come back here on our night off?
Sarah: Huh. I was thinking someplace else, someplace that isnít work.
Cristian: Oh. "Layla."
Sarah: Great timing, roomie.
Cristian: Hey, Layla, whatís going on? Really? Well, thatís like a first, isnít it? Well, what are the doctors saying?
Jared: You're a little O.C.D. with that thing, donít you think? So who is it -- new guy?
Natalie: My mom. "Gigi, Noelle, Maurice. New BFFs?"
Jared: So, anyways, you can take this offer of yours and --
Natalie: Hold on, I'm not done with you.
Blair: I'm sorry, Marty. I shouldnít have brought up Patrick. You've obviously moved on.
Marty: I never expected it to happen.
Blair: So you are serious with John.
Marty: I donít know what you're talking about.
Blair: Oh, sure you do. Come on.
Marty: Ok, you're not really asking me if I've slept with John, are you?
Blair: Yeah, I am.
Blair: Oh. "Starr" -- sheís texting me.
Marty: Is everything ok?
Blair: She and Cole are at the police station.
Blair: Oh, come on. I'll explain on the way. Itís about Langston Wilde.
Markko: Is it ok there? They're not treating you bad?
Langston: At least I have the room all to myself now. My roommates are all downstairs watching TV in some rec room.
Markko: Well, maybe you should go down there, too. I donít like you being alone.
Langston: I'm not alone. I have you.
Markko: Yeah, you do, for as long as you want me. I'll stay on all night if it helps.
Langston: It helps a lot.
Markko: Babe, you still there?
Langston: Yeah, I'm here.
Markko: Come on, talk to me, Langston.
Langston: I shouldnít have pushed it so far. Huh -- I should've said something about my parents earlier.
Markko: Well, you didnít want to end up where you are now.
Langston: Itís stupid, huh? Like no one would ever figure it out. It serves me right if I never get out of this.
Dorian: Bo, you know as well as I do one call from you and that girl is spending the night under a down-filled comforter at my house instead of -- oh. Itís traumatic enough, her losing her parents the way she did, but now to be forced, sent away to live with strangers.
Bo: But itís a group home, Dorian. Itís not a jail.
Dorian: This is a fragile young girl. She has absolutely no family at all. Sheís forced to fend for herself.
Bo: Dorian, child protective services -- thatís its own agency. I have no pull with them unless a crimeís been committed.
Dorian: She has been through hell, and a horrendous situation has been made even worse. There are people who never recover from something like this.
Bo: Are you talking about Addie?
Dorian: I made Langston a promise -- that I would take her home with me and keep her safe. How many disappointments can she take? Please, do not make me break my word to her.
Todd: Should've been me to go to the brother.
Todd: Yeah, like Michaelís going to tell me anything if Walsh spills where Marcie took my kid.
John: He wants to find her and Tommy as much as you do.
Todd: Sure -- so he can meet up with her.
John: FBI wonít let that happen
Todd: Yeah. Yeah, and a lot of good they've done so far. Couldnít get squat out of the brother.
John: You know, you show up there, you could blow the whole thing. Is that what you want?
Todd: Everyoneís on her side.
John: Thereís only one side in all this, Manning.
Todd: Oh, yeah. Your brother tried to sell me a load of that, too.
John: You know, mike -- heís feeling like he may never see his wife and kid again. You, of all people, should understand how that might feel.
Todd: Yeah, maybe. But what about you? You got all this time on your hands now. How do I know you wonít pull some rogue cop routine on me?
John: Because you know.
Todd: Yeah, but your loony sister-in-law is out there somewhere with my kid. And her brother better tell Michael where or I'm going to beat it out of him.
Michael: Where is she, Ron? Where did she go?
Ron: I wish I could tell you, mike, but I canít.
Michael: You're lying to me again?
Ron: Look, I swear I donít know, mike.
Ramsey: At the moment.
Michael: So you did know?
Ron: The deal was I get to talk to Michael.
Agent: You nuts? Nobodyís going to --
Ramsey: Five minutes. Then "we" are going to talk. Meantime, I have some questions for your friend who owns the place.
Ron: Rocco doesnít know anything.
Ramsey: Well, then he has nothing to worry about, right?
Michael: Come on, man, just tell me. Are they ok?
Marcie: From the very first second I held you in my arms, Tommy, I knew. I did. I knew exactly why I was put on this earth. You know, maybe I didnít give birth to you, but it doesnít matter. You belong with me and daddy. You are a McBain. I mean, your name is Tommy, right? Just like your grandpa. If thatís not a sign, then I donít know what is. You know something? It doesnít matter. It doesnít matter what your name is because you are my son and you belong with me. You're my son. And we will always know in our hearts who we are, ok? Ok, Aaron? God, I'm so sorry -- Tommy. I'm so sorry. Baby, Mommyís so sorry.
Bo: Yes, I can vouch for the temporary guardian. Dr. Dorian Lord is an old family friend. I've known her for years. Ok. No, I'll hold.
Dorian: What are they saying?
Bo: They're getting a supervisor.
Dorian: Bo, thank you so much for your help. But really, isnít it unbelievable that it had to come to this?
Markko: Just hang in there, babe. Dr. Lordís kicking ass to bust you out of there.
Blair: Hey, baby.
Starr: Mom, hi. I'm so glad you came.
Cole: You two came in together?
Marty: Yeah, well, we were having a drink when she got that text from Starr.
Cole: You were boozing with Starrís mom?
Marty: Not exactly.
Starr: Thank you for getting here so fast.
Blair: Well, whereís Dorian?
Starr: Sheís in there with Commissioner Buchanan.
Blair: Howís Langston holding up?
Cole: Markkoís talking to her on the phone.
Marty: I mean, I canít believe it. All this time, sheís been living on her own?
Blair: Well, people have to do what they have to do, Marty.
Marty: I know, but it just must be very traumatic for her.
Blair: Well, it probably is. You should have seen her last night.
Starr: Hey. Is Langston coming home?
Jared: You look how I feel.
Sarah: Excuse me?
Jared: You're not exactly packing sunshine.
Sarah: If you're going to say "I feel your pain," I'm going smack you.
Jared: Ok, I wonít. So whatís up?
Sarah: I thought maybe something was -- never mind. It turned out to be nothing.
Jared: Yeah, I've heard that one.
Sarah: So whatís your problem?
Jared: Your cousin Natalie. I was trying to talk to her about something and then she blew me off. Any idea how that feels?
Sarah: Nope. Never felt like that before.
Jared: Well, thatís what I get, I guess -- putting myself out there for somebody whoís hands-off.
Sarah: To you, maybe.
Jared: I think sheís taking a break from the entire male species.
Sarah: I donít blame her.
Jared: You, too?
Sarah: Are you hitting on me now?
Jared: No. One Buchanan woman a night is enough to wrangle.
Sarah: "Wrangle"? You sound like my great-grandfather.
Jared: I read his book. You know, we've talked before but we've never been properly introduced. I'm Jared Banks.
Sarah: Sarah Roberts.
Jared: I know. I saw you at the point room on the wired tour back in the day. You were awesome.
Michael: Where are they, man?
Ron: I donít know, Michael, and if I did, I wouldnít tell you.
Michael: If I could just talk to her, you know?
Ron: You're not going to change her mind.
Michael: You tried?
Ron: Look, you know Marcie, you know what sheís like. When she digs into something, thatís it, thereís no turning back.
Michael: Oh. What are you saying, Ron? Are you saying thatís it? You're saying sheís not coming back?
Ron: Michael, she loves you, I know that, but there is no way sheís going to give up Tommy to Todd Manning.
Michael: Ok, but listen to me. Sheís in trouble here. She could really be in a lot --
Ron: Yes, I know, I know.
Michael: Please, tell me where she is.
Ron: I'm sorry, Michael, I donít know.
Michael: Oh. So what are you saying here, man? What am I -- and what am I supposed to do, Ron? Am I supposed to just give up on my wife and son?
Ron: Michael, I'm sorry. I really am, but I have nothing else to say, man.
Todd: So what do you thinkís happening now?
John: Ramseyís hoping that Ron will say something to mike, and then he'll lean on mike to give up Marcie.
Todd: Oh, God. I donít need you making me think that my sonís got some big target on him.
John: Ronís not going to give Marcie up.
Todd: Well, then -- then the FBI are wasting their time. So am I.
John: So help me, Manning, you're not going over there.
Michael: Man, maybe I could have stopped this, you know? Hmm. I should have at least tried.
Ron: Well, how -- Michael, how would you know that Marcie was going to run off with Tommy?
Michael: She was furious at me. You know? More than sheís ever been. You see, I -- I knew that Tommy was Toddís son. I knew for months, and I didnít say anything to Marcie. She told you, huh? Look, Ron, man, I -- I was trying to protect her, you know? Man, I was going through hell knowing what I knew. I didnít think there was any reason for her to have to go through what I was going through, especially if it was completely unnecessary, you know? And Todd came up missing. Everybody thought he was dead. There was no reason for her to o
Ron: Michael, I'm sure I would have done the same thing.
Michael: Yeah, but Marcie wouldnít have. Honesty is a really important thing to her. You know? I mean, she thinks that if she had known, we would have had a fighting chance. But now, because of what I did, sheís on the run from the FBI, and here you are, handcuffed to a chair about to be worked over by this Ramsey guy -- who my brother tells me is a real son of a bitch.
Ron: Yeah, well, donít worry. He can work me over as much as he wants, all right? Itís my sister we're talking about.
Michael: I want Tommy and Marcie back. But I also know that we have to keep them as far away from this Ramsey guy as possible. I mean, heís dangerous. God knows what could happen.
Ramsey: Able to talk some sense into your brother-in-law?
Michael: I got nothing to say to you.
Ramsey: That so?
Ron: My friend Rocco doesnít know anything -- nothing more than I do.
Ramsey: You think so?
Ron: Well, if he did, I guess you'd be on Marcieís tail right about now.
Ramsey: Ooh, maybe, but Rocco has a little chop shop action going here, so heís going away, no matter what. Now, you -- a little help from you, we cut you both a deal. Think about it. All right, letís go. Agent: Come on.
Ramsey: Withholding evidence is a crime. You do that, I will charge you as an accessory after the fact. So, what'd he tell you?
Todd: Now, where is your badge?
John: Listen to me. This guy Ramsey is not to be trusted. You go over there, someone could get hurt, or worse, someone could get killed.
Todd: Yes, you said that. Thatís why I have to find him myself.
John: Yeah, if thatís what you really want, you'll consider the alternative.
Todd: Well, whatís the alternative?
Cristian: Natalie. Hey.
Natalie: Hey, howís it going?
Cristian: Actually, I just got some great news.
Cristian: Maybe I'm making too much of it, but I just talked to Layla about Evangeline. And they were doing these reflex tests on her, and for the first time, there was a response. I mean, not a lot, but itís something.
Natalie: Do they think sheís going to come out of the coma?
Cristian: Itís too soon to tell, but I'm hoping.
Natalie: Me, too. I know how much you care about her.
Cristian: Whatís wrong?
Natalie: What could be wrong?
Jared: So, after your cousin Jessica -- or Tess, whatever -- sent me to prison, all I wanted was a fresh start when I got out.
Sarah: And so you got Natalie to hire you?
Jared: She was a tough sell, but she got on board, and then does a 180 and fires me.
Sarah: And you still donít know why?
Jared: It had nothing to do with my performance -- on the job, anyway.
Sarah: Hmm. So get another job.
Jared: Uh-uh. Anything else would seem like a snore after B.E. Thatís the only place I saw myself.
Sarah: Because of my great-grandfather?
Jared: Yeah. Asa Buchanan. Heís like my god.
Sarah: No offense, but I think he would laugh his head off if he heard you say that.
Jared: So, you two were tight?
Sarah: Not as close as I wished. My fault. He was all about family.
Jared: Yeah, I got that from the book.
Sarah: I was off doing my thing, and when I came back -- well, I blew it.
Jared: He had to know you loved him.
Sarah: Thatís what my dad says.
Jared: Sounds like a smart dude.
Sarah: Hmm. He is.
Jared: You should do that more often.
Sarah: Do what?
Jared: A smile like that could knock a guy clear across the room.
Natalie: I'm fine, really.
Cristian: You sure?
Natalie: Never better.
Markko: Hang on, Langston.
Bo: Ms. Woodrowís supervisor promised to look into the case first thing in the morning. But that means that Langston will have to spend the night in the group home.
Starr: Gosh I canít believe this.
Blair: Well, Bo, we appreciate everything you tried to do, thanks.
Bo: You're welcome. Excuse me.
Dorian: Thank you.
Blair: Are you ok?
Dorian: Oh -- we're all going to have to be ok, for Langstonís sake. Excuse me. Is Langston still on the phone?
Markko: Babe, are you still there?
Dorian: May I speak to her? Please?
Markko: Dr. Lord wants to talk to you. You know, just try to chill out, ok? Look, call or text me anytime you want tonight, it doesnít matter.
Langston: Sure. Thanks. Markko? I love you.
Markko: I love you, too.
Dorian: Thank you. Hi, Langston. I -- I know I made you a promise, and I'm really sorry, I'm not going to be able to keep it. You're going to have to stay there for tonight.
Langston: Itís ok. I understand.
Dorian: Itís not ok. But you stay strong until I can bring you back home.
Langston: I donít have a home anymore.
Dorian: Oh, yes, you do. I swear to you by everything I hold dear, you have a home with me.
Natalie: Huh. Itís my mom -- wishing me good night from Paris when itís 3:00 in the morning there.
Jared: So, sorry to take up your time.
Sarah: No, no problem. I feel better, actually.
Jared: Me, too. We could keep doing that.
Sarah: Doing what?
Jared: Making each other feel better. Ok, forget -- forget I said that.
Jared: Unless you want to.
Sarah: Got nothing better going.
Jared: Stroke my ego, why donít you?
Sarah: I didnít mean it that way.
Jared: Well, then maybe I could interest you in something uncomplicated. A little "what the hell?"
Jared: Like this.
Michael: Ron didnít tell me where Marcie is.
Ramsey: I'm not screwing around here. I'll book you if I have to.
Michael: Go ahead. You're not going to get anything out of me because I donít know anything.
Ramsey: Ok. I'll be in touch.
Michael: Hey, what happens next?
Ramsey: Well, I find your wife, stop her, one way or another.
Marcie: I mean, why do we have to be Penny and Aaron? Aaron? Ugh. And I -- I am so not the Penny type. I'm just not.
Marcie: Think there really was a Penny and Aaron? And if there was, do you think they're ok? Hmm? You and I -- we're going to be ok, Tommy -- Aaron. It'll be ok, just like in one of your storybooks, ok?
Marcie: I know, honey. I know you're getting sleepy. Just close your eyes, ok? Sleepy head close your eyes itís ok. Mommyís right here beside you I'll protect you from harm
Marcie: You'll be safe and oh, no. Oh, no.
Todd: Yeah, whatís your plan b?
John: Pool our resources. We do this together, you and me.
Todd: Excuse me?
John: We find your son.
Man: Will you stop messing with that fool computer and get back to work?
Viki: I'm on it, Moe. Relax.
Viki: Hi there. Welcome to the bon jour cafe. I'm Viki. May I take your order?
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Jared: Would you two prefer it if we were kissing other people?
Jessica: We should play his game better than he can play it himself.
Michael: Whatís going on here, Johnny? Selling me out?
Marcie: What seems to be the problem, officer?
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