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Episode #10322

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Ryan: Hey. Morning. How you doing? Want some coffee?

Liza: Oh, God, yes. Good morning. So who is my new client?

Ryan: This one's on the DL.

Liza: Come on, discretion is part of my job. Is this about you? You ok?

Ryan: I'm fine. I'm good. I need you to start working with the temporary D.A.

Liza: That depends on what it's for.

Ryan: It's to bring David Hayward down.

Liza: Well, that is definitely something I can get behind.

Ryan: Our witness is a little skittish, so it's gonna take just the right amount of influence here.

Liza: You won over that nurse of his, didn't you?

Erica: Oh, Gayle, hi. Good morning. Join me in some breakfast. Would you like some tea?

Gayle: Not everyone rates Erica Kane as their keeper.

Erica: Friend, Gayle, not keeper.

Gayle: With an agenda.

Erica: Same as yours.

Gayle: I'll have some tea.

Erica: I really do know how you feel, Gayle. You got yourself in over your head and all for a man. We've all been there.

Gayle: Was yours a scheming, lying, arrogant, backstabbing --

Erica: Oh, and then some. But I feel that I came out a better person for it, and so will you. I'm here to help you, Gayle. Really. We are gonna make sure that David Hayward is very sorry for having passed you over for that manipulative little brat.

Greenlee: Good morning.

David: Yes, it is. And how is the beautiful Mrs. Hayward this morning?

Greenlee: Hmm. On fire. I spent the night dreaming about Erica in a variety of torture devices.

David: Sure I wasn't included: Stretched out on a rack?

Greenlee: I meant what I said last night. We're a team, now more than ever.

David: Yeah, well, I should've told you that Erica was trying to blackmail me over to her side.

Greenlee: You told me. That's what counts. And she's delusional if she thinks I'm gonna let her have my company.

David: Watch out, Pine Valley. Greenlee's on the loose.

Greenlee: Erica will be gone from my life and yours. She won't even know what hit her.

Randi: Ok, one cup, but then I've got to get back to the office.

Frankie: Who's your boss today? Erica or Greenlee?

Randi: Hmm. That would be anyone's guess. Are you ok? Because you've been favoring that hand a lot lately.

Frankie: It's just a little stiff. Agh!

Randi: Yeah, well, more of a reason to get back to your PT.

Frankie: I know. I know.

Randi: Yeah, you know, you know. Frankie, how can you help anyone in this hospital if you can't help yourself? Hello? Frankie? Paging Dr. Hubbard?

Frankie: Oh. Sorry.

Randi: You're still worried about your mom, aren't you?

Jesse: You ok?

Angie: This used to be part of my routine every day.

Jesse: Yeah. We haven't been to church in way too long, huh?

Angie: I realized how much I missed it, how it filled me up somehow and gave me strength.

Jesse: Well, we'll do better on Sundays, ok?

Angie: Why is it so easy to forget until you need something?

Jesse: I don't know. You were praying pretty hard there.

Angie: I had a lot to say, I guess.

Jesse: J.R.?

Angie: Among others: His family, our family, me. I made a big mistake, and a man is dead because of it.

Tad: Well, good morning, sleepyhead.

Damon: Ooh.

Tad: You know, if you're not careful, you're gonna end up with a toe tag on a field trip to the morgue. You know that, right?

Damon: Thanks, man. I was just getting up. Ooh. What time is it?

Tad: Half past an explanation. What the hell do you think you're doing now?

Damon: I needed a place to crash. I was here late last night. I found this thing. It's actually pretty comfy.

Tad: That's almost interesting. What do you mean, you needed a place to crash? What happened to your place?

Damon: Oh, that place is weird. They expect you to pay rent to live there.

Tad: That's usually how it works.

Damon: I lost it. I got fired from ConFusion because of the whole burglary thing.

Tad: And decided it was a good idea to check into the happy tablet hotel?

Damon: It's a luxury suite. How's J.R.?

Tad: He's doing the same: He's not responding.

Damon: Any word on a donor?

Tad: We're waiting.

Damon: That sucks.

Tad: Yeah, my young friend, that it does.

Damon: Colby -- is she still ok?

Tad: Why don't you just go up and ask her?

Damon: Not really my biggest fan at the moment. Yesterday she seemed really wiped.

Tad: It doesn't mean anything. The whole family's wiped. Everybody slept here last night.

Damon: I'm sorry.

Tad: What about you? Where are you gonna sleep from now on, huh? You can't get away with this ridiculousness forever.

Damon: You're not gonna bust me, are you?

Tad: No. But they will sooner or later. Then what?

Damon: You got any better ideas?

Tad: No, I don't. But one thing I know for sure is you can't afford to get into any more trouble. Come on, seriously, answer the question. What about your parents? They got to be able to do something.

Damon: Not happening.

Tad: Are you telling me they're not willing to help you out financially at least.

Damon: We're not talking right now, ok?

Tad: God -- you -- are you hungry?

Damon: Starving.

Tad: Good. So am I. Come on, I know a plate of pancakes with your name on it.

Frankie: If I would've just told my mom about the surgery request, the patient would probably still be alive.

Randi: But they told you it wasn't an emergency, right?

Frankie: But it's still my fault. I was the one who screwed up, Randi, and my mom's taking the heat.

Randi: Ok, has it ever occurred to you that your mom might know what's best?

Frankie: She's just trying to protect me like she did when I was 5.

Randi: And protect this hospital from getting caught in a lawsuit. Look, Frankie, she's your mother, but she's definitely also your boss.

Frankie: Yeah, I know. That's what makes it so freaking frustrating!

[Frankie bangs hand]

Randi: Whoa. Baby, your hand -- here, take these. They're from after the surgery, but --

Frankie: I'm fine.

Randi: Yeah, you're always fine.

Frankie: Look, I don't need to take drugs, Randi.

Randi: Doctors really are the worst patients. Take them. You don't have to be in pain. I love you. I'll see you later.

Angie: The night that you and I got that hotel room at the Yacht Club --

Jesse: Wait a minute. Is this story chapel-friendly?

Angie: I turned off my phone and missed a message about a surgery authorization.

Jesse: Well, why did they have to talk to you to perform surgery?

Angie: The patient was uninsured, and I had to sign off on waiving the charges. And the aneurysm ended up bursting. They tried to go in and stop the bleeding, but it was too late.

Jesse: So a patient dies and you blame yourself?

Angie: If they had gotten in touch with me --

Jesse: "If"? Baby, the world is full of ifs. You're not expected to be at this hospital 24/7.

Angie: If I had just stayed here at my desk --

Jesse: You do not know if this man would still be alive.

Angie: I don't know that he wouldn't.

Jesse: Does the board blame you?

Angie: I just got off with a reprimand for turning off my phone.

Jesse: So they don't blame you?

Angie: They're trying to cover their butts against a lawsuit.

Jesse: Angela, you couldn't possibly know what would happen.

Angie: I was just too busy having fun.

Jesse: You were taking some much needed time for yourself, for us. I don't regret that, baby, and you shouldn't either. Yes, a man died, but not because of you, because of his illness. You are a human being. You can't control everything.

Angie: I could've controlled this.

Jesse: Baby, come on. You are the best at what you do, and there is absolutely no need for you to be any more than what you already are. Not in my eyes, and certainly not in his. Don't you ever doubt that.

Erica: Ryan. Well, we weren't expecting any guests.

Ryan: You're gonna thank me later.

Liza: Gayle, Liza Colby. You remember me?

Gayle: You're Tad Martin's friend, the lawyer?

Erica: Ryan, really: Liza Colby? You couldn't find a better attorney? You couldn't do a blind Internet search?

Ryan: She's good, Erica, and more important, she's a friend I can trust.

Gayle: Nobody said anything about a lawyer.

Ryan: Liza is here just to protect you.

Liza: Listen, I'm really here for your best interests.

Gayle: Why should I trust you?

Erica: Because -- because we do.

Gayle: I don't know her. I don't really know any of you.

Ryan: The point is, is that you want to bring Hayward down, right? So do we.

Erica: It's a win-win.

Gayle: For you maybe. You didn't aid and abet David's crimes.

Liza: You know what, Gayle? Why don't I tell you more about what I can do.

Gayle: I don't know.

Erica: What do you mean?

Gayle: Maybe you're all just using me, and I'll be the one screwed over.

Erica: No, that won't happen.

Gayle: You know, I should get out of here, just disappear for good.

Erica: No, Gayle. Please, that is not necessary. I'm giving you my word, Gayle. You have the word of Erica Kane. And when I make a promise, I deliver.

David: When you go after Erica, better to do it with a scalpel rather than a meat cleaver.

Greenlee: I've been to the rodeo with Erica a few times. I know the show.

David: Yeah, and I've known her for years. She still got to me.

Greenlee: Well, it's a good thing your wife has it covered.

David: I'm serious, Greenlee. Erica is definitely on the warpath.

Greenlee: Then I'll put on my war paint and leave the peace pipe at home.

David: Yeah, well, let us not forget that you also had major spinal surgery. It can't be business as usual.

Greenlee: Don't worry.

David: Don't tell me not to worry. It's my job to worry about your health.

Greenlee: Are you talking as my husband or as my doctor?

David: Both.

Greenlee: Good. I expect nothing less.

David: I couldn't talk you out of it even if I tried.

Greenlee: I have a few tall buildings to leap and one not-so-tall diva to step on. I'll see you later.

[Door closes]

David: Better watch out, Erica.

Erica: Earn your retainer, counselor. Keep her here.

Liza: Listen, Gayle, you have information that can put David away for a long time.

Gayle: Or it could ruin my life.

Liza: Not if you help us. Listen, if you reveal the truth to us, to the courts, to the world, believe me, everyone is going to benefit.

Ryan: Gayle, you could be the difference between David hurting somebody else like he hurt you --

Erica: Or David being locked up for a very long time.

Liza: You know, you're not the only one that he has treated appallingly. You remember Amanda Martin? Well, he has done every underhanded scheme he could possibly think of to get her to carry his baby, all while he was stringing you along. Erica here has been his friend for years.

Erica: He's gone too far.

Liza: He is completely out of control. Listen, Gayle, why don't you take your hurt and turn it into power? Don't let him have power over you. Grab it back. Listen, how did it feel when you found out that David married Greenlee?

Gayle: I thought he deserved to pay.

Liza: Ok, listen to that. Let's take him down.

Erica: This is not just for any one person, Gayle. This is for you and me and Ryan and Fusion and everyone he's hurt.

Ryan: It has to end.

Erica: And it will. We can do it as a team.

Ryan: And Liza's gonna make sure that you don't have any legal issues around this.

Erica: And I'm gonna make sure that you get satisfaction for everything and everyone.

Ryan: I mean, we all want the same thing, right?

Gayle: Ok. Ok. I'll do it.

Erica: Ok. Listen, I have to get to work.

Greenlee: Hi, honey, I'm home! Where is everyone?

Madison: Let me check on that order and get back to you.

Greenlee: Who are you?

Madison: I'm Madison North.

Greenlee: Are you the only one here?

Madison: Randi's on her way. She just had to drop off her husband.

Greenlee: Does no one start work at 9 a.m. anymore?

Madison: Things have been a little bit up in the air around here.

Greenlee: You'll have to do.

Madison: For what?

Greenlee: I want a full status report on the company.

Madison: Perhaps Erica would be better --

Greenlee: Do you want to keep your job? Zip it about Erica. Where are we since the computers went down?

Madison: That's easy. We're at a dead stop. Complete standstill: Nothing can get done.

Greenlee: It's the spring season. We should be launching. Why aren't we?

Madison: We don't know who to take orders from. We got a memo from you saying not to do anything until you got here, and then we got a memo from Erica telling us to ignore you.

Greenlee: I'll make it easy for you. Everything Erica told you, forget it. This is my company. You work for me now.

Frankie: Hey, Mom, wait up.

Angie: Frankie, I don't have time.

Frankie: I don't care what you said before. I'm not letting you take the fall for me. I was the one who didn't give you the message.

Angie: Well, it's done. It's over. The board already wrote me up. That's it.

Frankie: When are you gonna start letting me own up to my mistakes?

Angie: Look, it wasn't yours to own up to. I made the choice to leave the hospital.

Frankie: Which there's absolutely nothing wrong with. I was the one who didn't give you the message. It's my fault.

Angie: Frankie, it's done. Lesson learned, ok?

David: Morning, Dr. Hubbard.

Angie: I have to start locking this door.

David: Then we'd miss out on all these wonderful meetings together.

Angie: You know, if you don't stop parking your narrow behind in my chair, I'm gonna have security shoot you on sight.

David: At least I'll be in a hospital.

Angie: No, you won't. Get out.

David: Don't you even want to know why I'm here?

Angie: Well, I think I have a pretty good idea.

David: Oh, come on. Aren't you even the least bit curious, the teeny, tiniest bit?

Angie: Fresh blackmail? Convince me to resign? Hand the job back to you?

David: This time I brought visual aids.

Tad: So what'd I tell you? Scrambled eggs, hash browns, and pancakes: The best haute cuisine that Pine Valley Hospital has to offer. Dig in.

Damon: Why are you being so nice to me?

Tad: Because dying alone was never my thing.

Damon: No. I mean, like, everything I did -- I mean, how can you still care?

Tad: The truth? Because I've been there before. What's with the look? You think you're the first good-looking kid to have a lock on the whole bad-boy act?

Damon: Whoa, who says it's an act, man? It's not an act.

Tad: Breaking and entering? It's kind of like sleeping away to the middle, isn't it?

Damon: You gonna eat that?

Tad: No. Go ahead. Help yourself. In any case, I mean what I say. I know exactly where you are now. Once upon a time, I was in the same place: On the outs with the whole rest of the planet. I didn't have anything or anybody. It really sucks, doesn't it?

Damon: Look, I'll figure it out. I always do.

Tad: Ok. Fine. Far be it for me, but, you know, way back in the day when the world was still cooling and I was trying to figure things out, I would've been really happy to have a friend buy me breakfast when I couldn't afford it. Just to talk, hang out, not want anything in return.

Damon: Look, I'm sorry your family has all this stuff going on.

Tad: So am I.

Damon: Colby's brother -- he, like, really means a lot to you, doesn't he?

Tad: I raised him from the time he was literally this big. In some ways, he's more my son than he is Adam's.

Damon: Even though they're both Chandlers?

Tad: Well, don't let that fool you. They don't see eye to eye on a whole lot of things.

Damon: Now, that is something I can relate to.

Gayle: Before we talk strategy, I need to change and get ready for the day.

Ryan: Nice work on the witness, counselor.

Liza: Please. She's a lit fuse. I could barely hear myself over that ticking.

Ryan: Well, you got through.

Liza: Ohh. I'm just saying whatever she has, it better be solid.

Ryan: Why? Are you afraid that it's not?

Liza: I'm telling you I don't think she's gonna hold up under cross. She's unstable.

Ryan: She's all we got.

Liza: How you doing? I mean, really, how are you?

Ryan: Well, I'm better, now that we found Gayle.

Liza: Hmm. I really am so sorry to hear about David and Greenlee.

Ryan: Life is a marathon, not a sprint.

Liza: Is that why you're doing this? To get David out of the picture?

David: It's amazing the pictures a good telephoto lens can take, don't you think?

Angie: Thank you. Jesse and I don't have any recent pictures of us.

David: I aim to please.

Angie: But these are a little blurry. Don't tell me. You didn't take them yourself, did you?

David: Those pictures were taken at the time Dr. Simon needed your approval for a lifesaving surgery. That one on top right there? That was taken at the precise time the aneurysm burst and the patient died.

Angie: You are something else.

David: Well, I'll take that as a compliment from the soon-to-be former chief of staff.

Angie: Still have your grubby hands in everyone's business.

David: What? These hands? They're a gift from God: Healing hands.

Angie: Well, ahem, it's too late. The board dealt with this already, and I'm still here.

David: Yeah, but that was before the board had all the details.

Angie: What? Of a happily married couple enjoying a night off? Scandalous. Call "The Exposer."

David: Ok, fine. Then why don't I just show them to the board first, and we'll see what happens.

Angie: All right, you listen to me, you bastard. You will not blackmail me. You will not get this job back. I won't even let you try. You want to trip me up for things on my watch? What about all the vile things you did during your tenure here? Drugging Adam Chandler? You're responsible for Stuart's death. Amanda and Jake? Destroying Krystal's marriage? Shall I go on?

David: And that was all before I found the love of a good woman.

Angie: You drop dead, David, and do it somewhere other than my hospital.

Greenlee: You look familiar. Have we met before?

Madison: Brookings Academy. Go, Bears.

Greenlee: Oh, my God. Boarding school?

Madison: You were a couple of years ahead.

Greenlee: Huh. Oh, you used to wear those horrible little socks with the ruffles.

Madison: I was not the only one. You used to wear those hot-pink pumps all the time.

Greenlee: Ha ha ha ha ha! Ah! I thought I was so hot.

Madison: You know, when you got busted out after curfew with that public school guy, you were our hero for weeks.

Greenlee: Jon Weber. Oh, my God, he was great until he started talking about his mommy all the time.

Madison: Ohh!

Randi: Um, sorry. Am I interrupting something?

Madison: Oh, Randi. Hey, come in. Randi, this is Greenlee Smythe. We went to boarding school together.

Randi: Yeah, Madison, I know Greenlee.

Greenlee: It's Hayward, Greenlee Hayward.

Randi: Hayward? Really?

Greenlee: Yeah.

Randi: Wow. Well, welcome back.

Madison: Hey, remember Headmistress Crowley?

Greenlee: You know, this isn't hugs and homecoming dance time. This is a business. Where were we?

Madison: Um, we don't know who's boss.

Greenlee: Right. Right. You've been taking orders from Erica for months. It's hard to pull a 180. Well, Fusion's on a new track now, and I'm at the wheel.

Randi: Well, as long as things are clear.

Greenlee: Well, you have two options. You can either follow my lead or pack your desk.

Erica: Or they could just swat you away like the annoying little gnat you are.

David: Well, then I guess we're in agreement. I'll just show these pictures to the board at the next meeting along with the time stamps.

Angie: Go ahead. You'll only hurt yourself.

David: Somehow I doubt that.

Angie: Then put it out there for everyone. Put it all out in the open. Prime this hospital for a lawsuit. With the financial state they were in, you might not even have a hospital to return to. You can be chief of staff of nothing.

David: And what will you be, Angie?

Angie: You won't bring down the very institution that you want to control.

David: You know, I got to tell you, I am so surprised. You used to be a person with scruples.

Angie: Oh, save your shock for someone who's listening.

David: No, really, I'm serious. I mean, the woman I knew would never cover this up. A man died, and now you want the board to just sweep it under the rug?

Angie: Well, you know, you warned me that this job wasn't just administration, that it was about playing dirty, but you were wrong. It's about keeping this hospital clean, which means keeping people like you out. I'm not gonna roll over, so you try your worst, ok? I dare you.

David: You just made me an offer I can't refuse.

Damon: I thought you guys had found a match for J.R.

Tad: We did. It didn't work out. The kid bailed.

Damon: What do you mean?

Tad: I mean I screwed up. I should've gone out to California and brought that kid back to Pine Valley myself. I didn't. I contracted the job out to a friend and the kid disappeared, so here we are. It's my little screw-up.

Damon: You guys might still find him.

Tad: "Might." "Maybe." I just hope my mistake doesn't cost my son his life.

Damon: Well, you know, I haven't heard anything about my test yet. You never know.

Tad: Frankie? I'm sorry, do you have a minute?

Frankie: Yeah. How's J.R. doing?

Tad: About like you'd expect. Come on, you got to give me a break. Is there any -- test results come back?

Frankie: Well, nothing yet, sorry.

Damon: What about me, Damon Miller?

Frankie: I think we tried to call you and were told you moved. Sorry, you're not a match. Tad, give my best to everyone?

Tad: Yeah, yeah, I'll do that. Well, uh, hey, it was a long shot anyway, right?

Damon: Hey, man, it's not over yet. You ok?

Tad: My son is in that room fighting for his life. I'm out here, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. No, I'm not all right.

Ryan: There's no hidden agenda here, ok? Erica and I want Hayward out of the picture for the same reasons that we told Gayle.

Liza: So it has nothing to do with Greenlee?

Ryan: Ok, it's not just about Greenlee. It's about all the other women that he's hurt, ok? The guy has got to be stopped. It's time to take him down.

Liza: You know that Greenlee couldn't possibly love David, right?

Ryan: No, she doesn't. She doesn't. It's convenient. It's safe. She knows that it'll hurt me. She'll see the truth. She will, eventually.

Liza: Yes. I don't know why you're not fighting for her.

Ryan: Because I know Greenlee. I know her. If you push in one direction, she, like, blows out in the other direction, ok? The last thing I want is for Greenlee to see me coming and then just run the other way.

Liza: Well, you are one patient man, Ryan Lavery.

Ryan: One day, one day she will realize what we have, she'll listen to how she feels, and when she does, I'll be there.

Greenlee: Thank you, Erica, but your services are no longer needed.

Erica: Oh, I don't think that's true.

Greenlee: I have to salvage the mess you've made of my company.

Erica: Greenlee, everyone knows that you are the one who brought this company to its knees with your computer virus stunt.

Greenlee: Hmm. Consider it disinfectant: Wipe the slate clean.

Erica: And the hard drives and the database and the client list and the orders.

Greenlee: Well, it's a good thing I'm back, then.

Erica: I won't let you destroy my daughter's company.

Greenlee: Oh, now you bring up Kendall. You're so obvious, Erica -- trying to push into a business where you have no place.

Erica: Yeah, well, try telling that to my daughter and our employees.

Greenlee: Oh, that's weak and you know it. Your name isn't on any stock certificates. So I'll pack up your desk, and I'll courier you the contents.

Erica: Ok, when you go in my desk, you'll find a proxy there signed by my daughter, and guess whose name is on it. Madison, I'd like the status report, please.

Greenlee: Don't say a word, North.

Madison: This is what I meant.

Greenlee: Erica, you're making my employees uncomfortable. Time to toodle.

Erica: Don't let the elevator door hit you on your way out. Toodle.

Liza: Ok, so you have been loyal to David for years, right?

Gayle: Yes.

Liza: Has he ever asked you to do anything that you didn't agree with?

Gayle: Often.

Liza: Uh-huh. And why didn't you agree with it?

Gayle: Usually it bent the law a little.

Liza: So you have done illegal things for him? Ok, why don't we talk about what was your role that you played in the Adam Chandler drugging?

Gayle: That was part of my agreement with Erica. I won't do this.

Ryan: Ok, Liza, that could lead to an accessory-to-murder charge. Why don't we just take that off the table, please?

Liza: Gayle, I'm your lawyer. Everything you say to me is in the utmost of confidence. I have a legal obligation to keep my mouth shut.

Ryan: Ok, I think we should move on. Gayle, talk about the DNA. You would be willing to talk about the DNA, right? You said that to Erica?

Gayle: Yeah, with the body in the river.

Liza: Ok. All right, so let's talk about the DNA switch.

Gayle: Well, a body was found a couple miles downstream from where Greenlee was lost. David switched out the DNA at the morgue so that everyone would think the corpse was Greenlee.

Liza: Uh-huh. And how did he do it?

Gayle: Bribed a technician at the coroner's office in Connecticut.

Liza: That's gonna do it.

Ryan: Great. What are we looking at?

Liza: We're looking at a few counts of fraud. We're looking at evidence tampering, bribery, and depending on how we spin it, abuse of corpse.

Gayle: And he'll lose his medical license, right?

Liza: Absolutely.

Ryan: I told you. I told you she was our ace. I told you that.

Liza: Ok, so what was the name of the tech at the coroner's office?

Gayle: His name?

Liza: Mm-hmm.

Gayle: Uh --

Liza: I mean, you do know the guy that David bribed, right?

Gayle: I never knew his name. David didn't tell me.

Ryan: So you don't actually know the guy's name? The person that he bribed?

Gayle: Does it matter? I know he did it.

Liza: Oh, it's not gonna work.

Gayle: What do you mean? I'm putting everything on the line here!

Liza: Yes, I know that, but this is all hearsay. It's not enough to nail David.

Erica: Why don't you ladies take a break while I speak with Mrs. Hayward.

Greenlee: Give me a copy of every project on the book and off.

Randi: Right away.

Erica: You failed, Greenlee. You tried to bring down Fusion, but here we are.

Greenlee: No thanks to you. I've looked at the sales figures, Erica. Looks like you've got another "New Beginnings" on your hands. How did that work out again? Canceled, right?

Erica: No. I moved on, and I will not sink to your level. You are a vengeful spoiled little girl. When you don't get your way, you throw tantrums.

Greenlee: Spare me the sanctimony. You'll do whatever you can to get me out.

Erica: Greenlee, you tried to destroy your own company, the company you founded with my daughter.

Greenlee: You just love picking up Kendall's leftovers, don't you: Fusion? Ryan?

Erica: Don't be crude.

Greenlee: What, calling it as I see it?

Erica: Bitter is not an attractive color on you.

Greenlee: Ryan seems to find me attractive no matter what I have on.

Erica: Ryan is too good for you.

Greenlee: And you would know because you had some deep connection?

Erica: I will not -- I repeat, I will not -- discuss my relationship with Ryan. Some of us have class.

Greenlee: Oh. So classy you slept with the man your daughter cheated on her husband with?

Erica: Oh, you bitch.

Tad: You know, no matter what your attitude, parents tend to be parents the world over. Do they even know you're in trouble?

Damon: Oh, me and my dad stopped talking a long time ago. If I asked for money now, I would get a really loud dial tone.

Tad: What about your mom?

Damon: Hill does not need to deal with a phone call like that.

Tad: What's a hill?

Damon: Hill. Hillary. Hillary: It's my mom's first name.

Tad: Not "Mom"? "Mother"? "Ma"?

Damon: [Sighs] It's a long story.

Tad: You're full of those, aren't you? Yeah, that's what I figured. All right, that says "enough is enough." I want you to take this.

Damon: What's that?

Tad: It's a knife. What does it look like? You're gonna be crashing with us for a while. Don't start getting -- please don't do that. It doesn't mean we're engaged. It just means you're gonna be staying with us for a while, that's all. It'll give you a chance to do a couple of things, like, number one, finish my basement. It looks ridiculous down there. Take it, ok? You do a couple odd jobs, change a couple light bulbs, we'll be square. It'll be fine. Until such time, I want you to take this and I want you to do me another favor. I want you to go out and buy yourself a toothbrush, deodorant -- whatever you think you need. Come on.

Damon: Are you sure?

Tad: Yeah, I'm sure. Go ahead, take it. Go over to my place -- you know where it is -- you relax, tell Opal what's going on. I'll check in with you later, ok?

Damon: Thanks, man.

Tad: You're welcome.

Angie: You're not still upset, are you? What's done is done. You can't change it.

Frankie: Yeah, well, tell that to the patient in the morgue.

Angie: Frankie, you're a doctor. We lose patients.

Frankie: You know what? What's gotten into you?

Angie: You know what? I'm not gonna sit back and have someone control me or this hospital. Now, we will be fine. All you have to do is concentrate on getting yourself back into the O.R.

Frankie: I'm trying.

Angie: You will be a fine surgeon, sweetheart. Just keep your eye on the prize.

Frankie: Agh.

Gayle: You mean we can't go after David on my testimony alone?

Liza: Yeah, I'm afraid not.

Gayle: I knew it! He wins again!

Ryan: Hold on. Don't go there. We'll find witnesses. We'll find corroborating statements --

Gayle: I have to get out of here.

Liza: Gayle, please, just calm down. We're gonna figure something out here.

Gayle: I have to leave before David finds out, before he figures out a way to turn this all on me.

Liza: No, we are gonna find out who that tech was, all right? Don't worry.

Gayle: "Don't worry"? It's not your life on the line here!

Ryan: We are not gonna let David go. We won't do it.

Gayle: If you people think David is just gonna hand himself over --

Liza: Ok. All right, so you got any ideas, because I am fresh out.

Ryan: It's a good thing I'm not.

Greenlee: Erica?

Erica: Hmm?

Greenlee: This back-and-forth won't solve anything, and it will hurt Fusion. Truth is we're both too flipping stubborn. You won't give in, and I know I won't. Maybe the only way this company will survive is if we figure out a way to work things out together. Think about it, Erica.

Erica: Oh, don't worry. I'll think about it.

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