Days of Our Lives Transcript Friday
2/1/02
Provided By
Suzanne
Proofread By Niki
Jack: Mm. Ah. Mm.
Greta: Do you ever think about anybody else but yourself, Jack?
Jack: Well, of course. I-I'm always on your side. Knight in shining armor and all that.
Greta: "Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me."
Jack: Abigail, hey, that's not funny. Daddy -- Daddy needs his sleep.
Jennifer: Wake up, Jack.
Jack: Abigail? Honey, is your voice changing?
Greta: Now, Jack.
Jack: Huh? Wha-- what? Huh? Waah!
Jennifer: Greta and I are now a team, and our plan is to pay you back, Jack.
Jack: Pay me back? For what? What have I done?
Greta: You've lied, Jack, to both me and Jennifer, but no more.
Jack: You're... ganging up on me?
Jennifer: That's right. You have been playing games, and you have been keeping us guessing, but you know what? The jig is up. It is now two against one, so be afraid, Jack Deveraux.
Greta: Be very afraid.
Jack: [Gasps]
Jack: Oh, thank God. That was too real. It was just a silly dream. Jennifer and Greta wouldn't – they wouldn't really gang up on me, would they?
Jack: Don't look at me like that. Jennifer and Greta are my two favorite women in the whole world. I adore both of them. What possible reason could they have for hating me?
Nicole: Good morning.
Brandon: Well, good morning, sis. Shouldn't you be at the office doing some corporate raiding?
Nicole: Not when my brother is in major trouble.
Brandon: Oh, I didn't know I was in trouble. What's the story?
Nicole: Well, put down your coffee and listen. Your love life's about to get messed up.
Cynthia: Hey, Philip.
Philip: Oh, hey.
Cynthia: My parents are going to be out really late tonight, so you want to get together and start where we left off last time?
Philip: Cynthia, it's like -- it's like you want me to be mean. I can't see you, okay?
Cynthia: Can't or won't?
Philip: Look, I don't know why you don't take the hint, but I don't want people seeing me with you, so just take off.
Mimi: Hey, Chloe, do you know where Belle is?
Chloe: No, I don’t.
Mimi: Well, I waited and waited at .Com, but she didn't show up.
Chloe: Maybe she's trying to tell you something, like she's tired of you.
Mimi: Nice. Thanks. I thought maybe she overslept, but I called her cell phone, and she didn't pick up.
Chloe: Oh, my God. Stop the presses. Belle didn't answer the phone.
Mimi: You don't understand. Belle is a creature of habit. She lives for our coffee mornings. She wouldn't just blow me off like this. Something must have happened to her.
Shawn D.: Wow. Look at all this fancy stuff in aunt Lexie's house. Look at that lamp. Look at that -- whoa. You know what? It's a good thing we don't live here, huh, bud? You'd be running around knocking into stuff, breaking things all the time.
Belle: This house is definitely not baby-proof. I bet they don't let little Isaac run around here every day.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I think Isaac's suite is upstairs. Where's your suite, huh? What is up with that?
Belle: Your house is very nice, Shawn. Besides, I’m sure J.T. wouldn't care where he lives, as long as he's with your family.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I just hope we get to stay together.
Rolf: How was your meeting?
Lexie: It went like a dream, just the way we planned.
John: I got to admit, Lexie's act was real good today, wasn't it? So hurt, so insulted. Didn't buy a damn word of it.
Bo: The thing is, if she's dirty, why is she offering to help us, hmm? Why is she telling us where our kids are?
John: She's got her reason. I'll tell you one thing -- whatever it is, you can bet she's helping herself and nobody else.
Lexie: You should have seen me, Rolf. I was hurt, outraged, betrayed. Julia Roberts couldn't have done it better. I had Bo and Hope feeling so sorry for me.
Rolf: What about John Black?
Lexie: John's tougher. I'm not sure what he thought.
Rolf: Now, don't forget to act stunned when they show up at your front door.
Lexie: Oh, yeah. I'll be so surprised.
Rolf: And so will our teenage guests. They have no idea how stupid they were to trust their dear Auntie Lexie.
Shawn D.: Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo!
Brandon: I don't have a love life, Nicky. Haven't you heard?
Nicole: Our romantic life with Jennifer Horton.
Brandon: Leave it alone, Nicky.
Nicole: I would, except I ran into her obnoxious ex-husband last night. My God, Brandon. That's why I had to track you down and warn you.
Brandon: Warn me about Jack? Get out of here, Nicky. The guy's a loser.
Nicole: Jennifer was nuts enough to hook up with that maniac. Dump her. For your own good, dump her now.
Jack: I'm telling you, Ted, you didn't hear what Greta called me. Granted, she'd probably knocked back a few too many, but to call me selfish and a game player -- I mean, where did that all come from? After everything that I have done for her. I'm telling you, I think a certain princess has a very, very short memory.
Jack's Voice: Wait just a minute.
Jack: Okay, here we go. Another lecture.
Jack's Voice: You lied to Greta about being gay, didn't you? You also lied when you told her Jennifer knew you were gay.
Jack: Okay. Point for your side. All right, I suppose that my lie could be construed as game playing and selfish. Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine. But you tell me, what was I supposed to say to that sweet, supple, incredibly lovely young woman when she demanded to know why I wasn't trying to get her into bed? I mean, the truth is, if I wasn't so in love with Jennifer, I would be all over Greta -- all over her. And, I mean, there are times -- let me tell you, there are times when this ruse of mine is very, very hard to pull off. I'm not the only guilty party here, mind you. Believe me, Jennifer is really the one at fault here. If she had accepted my proposal, we'd be a happily married couple now, and Greta would have moved on. Probably have hooked up with some nice available fella. Hmm? Not totally satisfied, of course. Being close to me spoiled Greta for other men. I know what you're thinking. I am vain, and I do not deserve the love of either of these fine women, and I do mean fine as in foxy mamas.
Jack's Voice: Feeling frisky this morning, aren't we?
Jack: Well, so what if I am? I mean -- I mean -- no law against it, is it? Look, buster, I spend half my time pretending to be gay and the other half making sure nobody finds out. It's very stressful. A guy needs some release. If only my ex-wife would consent to share my bed again, I’d -- I'd be a hell of a lot more... centered, shall we say?
Jack's Voice: Don't blame Jennifer for your bad choices. You made the decision to lie to Greta, hmm?
Jack: Well, what if I did? How was I to know that a lie that was told out of compassion for our friend would take on a life of its own? But it's all very easy for you, whose temperature never goes up whenever he's around a beautiful -- [sniffs] [sniffs] bacon. That's my favorite breakfast food. Jennifer used to make it for me whenever she was feeling hot to trot. Oh, it's working. It's working, working, working. Jennifer's getting jealous of Greta, and she is downstairs making me bacon because of it. Yes! Ha ha ha ha! Oh, Ted, I know this is a little over your head, but as long as I keep Jennifer thinking I’m heading towards the altar with Greta, then I’m really heading towards the altar with Jennifer. You see? Ha ha ha ha.
Greta: [Humming]
Jack: That bacon is apple-smoked. Oh, Jennifer, you devil, you. Well, I'll tell you. One delicious aroma deserves another. [Chuckles] Yeah.
Abby: Why did Greta lose her apartment? Did she pay the rent?
Jennifer: Oh, yeah, she paid the rent, baby. It's just -- it didn't belong to her, so it wasn't a permanent place.
Abby: So is Greta homeless now, Mommy?
Jennifer: No, not anymore. Sweetie, you know how much you love your house and how you feel so warm and cozy when you're here? You see, Greta doesn't have that right now, so mommy invited her to stay with us for a while.
Abby: Does daddy know?
Jennifer: Oh, don't worry about daddy. He's a big boy. It'll be okay with him.
Lexie: What do you think you're doing, sneaking up on me?
John: Relax. You're no Meryl Streep. You knew we were following you.
Lexie: If you wanted to come and get your kids now, all you had to do was tell me.
Bo: We're telling you.
Shawn D.: Come on. I know you can say it. Just try it. Come on.
Belle: You know what? I think we need to get on his level. Talk like a baby.
Shawn D.: Oh, okay.
Belle: So why don't you try it?
Shawn D.: Great. Thanks. Come on. Hey. "I won't go." Well, you need to get your thumb out of your mouth. "I won't go."
Belle: That's cute, but it's not working.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I know. Come on, bud. You just need to focus, all right? All you need to do is just -- just say it so you can stay with mom and dad and me. You want to do that, right? Hey, right? Buddy, look at me. Look -- you told them? What -- what are you doing here?
Bo: I'm going to take J.T. home.
Shawn D.: No. I'm not letting you take him. I'll never let you take him.
Jennifer: Here, baby, let's grab something -- oh. Hey. Greta, oh, my goodness. You did not have to go to all this trouble. I mean, Abby and I usually just grab something and we go.
Greta: Yeah, well, it's my first day as a resident here at Chez Deveraux, and I just want to do my part.
Jennifer: That is fresh-squeezed orange juice. You are going to spoil us.
Greta: Abby, I ho you don't mind if I stay here at your house for a little while.
Abby: Sure. I like you. So does mommy and daddy.
Jennifer: You know, speaking of daddy, why don't you go upstairs, wake him up, and tell him to come down for breakfast?
Abby: Okay.
Jennifer: Okay. Well... I think jack's really going to be surprised when he sees you here.
Greta: Look, I-I know it was Jack's idea for me to move in here, but obviously, he had no idea that it was going to happen. You know, and now... Jennifer, why haven't you told Jack that I’ve moved in?
Jennifer: Well, I mean, Greta, does jack tell you everything? Because I know he keeps plenty of things from me.
Greta: Yeah, um... I have been pretty mad at Jack lately, but I don't want to move in here to pay him back. And I don't want to be anyplace that I'm not wanted.
Jennifer: Look, Greta, obviously you can afford to live wherever you want to live, okay? But there are still some things in this world that you cannot buy, thank goodness, all right? Maybe some things that you haven't had in a while, like support and affection. And as nutty as this whole entire house can be most of the time, I think that we'd be really good for you.
Greta: Yeah, but the question is, would I be good for you? I mean, is it really fair to Abby to – to spring another grownup on her?
Jennifer: No, Greta, you – you saw how happy Abby was. But I'm warning you, you're going to have to play hours of beauty parlor, because just last week, my nails had polka dots all over them.
Greta: That sounds, actually, wonderful. I'm just a little nervous that Jack doesn't know it's a done deal, you know? That I’ve actually moved in here.
Jennifer: You know what, Greta? He'll find out when he comes down. Listen, would you -- would you like to have a little fun first and give Jack a taste of his own medicine?
Greta: What'd you have in mind?
Abby: Daddy, Daddy.
Jack: Good morning, Lady Abigail.
Abby: My bear. I thought I lost him.
Jack: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Don't you remember? You gave him to me the other night when I was so tired. You wanted to keep me company. Actually, I was going to give him this matching tie just to surprise you.
Abby: I'll help you.
Jack: Oh, please do. Please do. I know that you're into these polka dots, hence this suave polka-dot number, perfect for milady's loyal bear.
Abby: Daddy, you're so funny.
Jack: Your mommy used to think so, too. Maybe she will again. Who knows, maybe even this morning?
Abby: Wow. Look how late it is.
Jack: Oh, my gosh. I should have called Greta hours ago, just to see how she's feeling.
Abby: Don't worry, Daddy. Greta's fine.
Jack: How do you know?
Abby: It's a secret.
Jack: Uh-huh. Well, maybe I'll just have to tickle it out of you.
Abby: Oh, well, you got to catch me first.
Jack: Oh! Oh, now, wait a minute. Don't think you're getting away. Mr. Ted and I are in hot pursuit! Oh! Excuse me! This way! Aah!
Mimi: Have you seen Belle?
Jan: No. I haven't seen Shawn either.
Mimi: Maybe he and Belle ran off together. Wouldn't that be romantic?
Jan: He better not run away. He promised he'd help me.
Philip: Cynthia, just do yourself a favor and forget anything ever happened that night, okay?
Cynthia: Why? You think you're too good for me?
Philip: I want Chloe, so think about it. How could I ever be interested in you?
Cynthia: You just made a big mistake, Philip.
Philip: Hey. Hey.
Chloe: Oh, hi.
Philip: I-I haven't been bugging you. Have you noticed? I mean, you didn't want to talk, so I’ve been kind of keeping my distance.
Chloe: I appreciate that.
Philip: But you did say we would talk at some point, so, uh...
Chloe: Yeah. I'm just not there yet.
Philip: Well, I had to try.
Chloe: Philip. I'm not trying to hurt you by doing this.
Philip: You don't have to make excuses.
Chloe: Right. Thanks.
Philip: You look amazing today. I'm -- I’m sorry. I just miss being able to tell you things like that. I miss talking with you. God, I miss you. Do you -- do you ever miss me?
Brandon: No way I’m dumping Jennifer. You should have some coffee. Your brain's not firing on all cylinders.
Nicole: You're the one who's not using your head. Come on, Brandon. How about dating a woman who's not hung up on some other guy?
Brandon: Well, I got to admit I do wonder about it sometimes. I wonder if Jennifer really is over Jack.
Nicole: Well, there's one way to find out.
Brandon: Hmm?
Nicole: Take her to bed.
Jack: Slow down! I say, slow down! My legs aren't as long as yours! I'm going to get you!
Abby: Base!
Jack: Aah, no fair making your mommy base. I can't catch you that way. Good morning, Jennifer. I must say, you look fetching in your -- your robe, because you spent so much time making my favorite breakfast that you didn't have time to get dressed.
Jennifer: I'm surprised you're dressed. Are you going someplace?
Jack: Oh, just the usual -- job hunting, seeing Greta.
Abby: [Giggles]
Jack: What -- what's so funny, Lady Abigail? What's so funny?
Abby: You'll see.
Jack: Uh-huh. You know, I couldn't help but notice the aroma of apple-smoked bacon. Been a long time since you've fixed me breakfast like this. What's the special occasion?
Jennifer: There's no occasion and I didn't.
Jack: Didn't? Well, where shall I sit? Shall I sit next to your beautiful mommy or sit next to that beautiful bacon? Wait a minute. I spy with my little eye four place settings. Are we having company for breakfast?
Jennifer: No. No, not company. Just the people that live under this roof.
Jack: Ha ha. Abigail, are you making a place setting for Mr. Ted? Are you? Oh, Ted, looks like you've become a member of the family. Yes, you are. You're a regular member --
Greta: Do you always talk to stuffed animals, Jack?
Jack: Greta.
Jennifer: Abby...
Jack: What are you doing here?
Jennifer: Sweetie, why don't you go in the kitchen and check on the muffins, okay?
Abby: I'll miss all the fun.
Jennifer: No, you're not going to miss the fun. Go on.
Greta: I know you're eccentric, Jack, but talking to stuffed animals? I think you need some help, you know, like a shrink. You're wearing matching ties. [Greta and Jennifer laugh]
Jack: I only did it to amuse Abigail. I fail to see what all this hilarity is about, and at the risk of being rude, may I inquire as to what you’re dong here?
Greta: Well, you know, it's the room right next to the kitchen, and I've been cooking breakfast all morning, so...
Jack: You've been cooking breakfast? You mean you -- you didn't make my favorite breakfast?
Jennifer: No, of course not, Jack.
Jack: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Four place settings, only for the people living in this...house.
Jennifer: That's it. The light dawns.
Greta: I'm living here, Jack. Jennifer would not take no for an answer. She insisted that I move in last night.
Jack: You insisted? You knew full well I objected.
Jennifer: Oh, well, guess what. We took your objections and we pushed them to the side, so here she is -- the Princess Greta von Amberg, the newest member of our happy household. [Gasps] oh, and, Jack -- she told me your big secret. So, you know, now you can just come clean, now that I know everything.
Bo: Your mom and I were very worried about you.
Shawn D.: But I'm okay.
Bo: Well, we didn't know that. All we knew is that you and Belle ran away with J.T.
Shawn D.: Yeah, and I would do it again, but I wouldn't come here, because, obviously, that was a mistake. I thought we could trust you, but you sold us out. Yeah, I thought you wanted to keep Isaac.
John: Keep Isaac?
Bo: What's that about?
Lexie: I love my son. Don't want to lose him. Is that a surprise? Shawn, I’m sorry. Look, I know you feel betrayed, but I'm a mother, and I just couldn't let your parents spend another night worried about where you were.
John: It's good to see your face, Belle. Your mom is anxious to give you a big hug.
Bo: Come on. We got to get going.
Shawn D.: No, no.
Bo: Shawn.
Shawn D.: Hey, Dad, I am not letting him go.
Bo: Come on, son. This is serious.
Shawn D.: I know that, Dad. That's why Belle and I were trying to teach him to say "I won't go," so the judge wouldn't take him from us.
Bo: Mrs. H. already told us what you were planning to do, but you got to listen to me -- if the judge finds out you ran away with J.T., it could turn this whole case into Glen's favor.
Shawn D.: Oh, you know, like you even care. You want Glen to take J.T. 'Cause he's not your kid.
We will return for the second half of "Days of our Lives" in just a moment.
Chloe: I wouldn't be human if I didn't miss you, Philip. We were together for a really long time. But being apart is a good thing.
Philip: Not for me. Being around you makes me a better person -- less selfish and more caring.
Chloe: Can't you be that way on your own?
Philip: I need you for inspiration. I mean, I'm not a poet or an opera singer. I'll probably go into business like my dad, but businessmen need to be inspired, too, right? [Laughs] I never knew the meaning of life before I started dating you, Chloe.
Chloe: You think you know the meaning of life?
Philip: Sure, it's loving someone.
Chloe: I think there's a little bit more to it than that.
Philip: It's the one thing that everybody needs, Chloe. Hey, are we, uh, are we communicating here again?
Chloe: It seems that way.
Bo: Who the hell do you think you are, telling me J.T.'s not my son? I'll tell you something, little man. He's as much mine as you are.
Shawn D.: Then why won't you fight for him, Dad?
Bo: I am fighting for him. And I will not allow you to make things worse by breaking the law, you got that? Don't you ever say that to me again. Is that clear? You think I want Glen to take him away? What's the matter with you? The very idea of that is tearing me apart.
Shawn D.: Dad, I don't want to lose him, either. Just give Belle and me a little more time with him, okay? Just a little bit more time. Go home.
John: Don't give your dad a hard time, Shawn.
Shawn D.: You -- I'm not even talking to you. Not ever. I don't even know why my dad's talking to you.
John: I'll be in the foyer, sweetheart.
Shawn D.: Dad, I’m sorry. I'm just so scared right now. I... I-I didn't mean to hurt you, okay? I didn't mean -- [sobbing]
Bo: Look, this whole thing will work out. It will work out. I don't -- I don't know how, but I promise you, we'll figure out a way. This little guy's too important to all of us. Now, your mom's heart's breaking. She hasn't seen her baby since yesterday.
John: Let me hold that kid.
Eliana: I don't think Mrs. Carver would approve.
John: I don't care what Mrs. Carver wants. Let me look at you. Hey, buddy.
Lexie: What do you think you're doing?
John: What's it look like?
Lexie: John, look, I am trying to be a friend to you, to all of you -- Bo and Hope, too, okay? I just want to do the right thing.
John: Yeah. You know, my wife's buying your routine, and Bo's falling for it, too. But I know you, honey. And if I find out that you knew anything about this baby switch, your life in Salem is over. I'm going to make it over. I'm going to run you out of town just like I did your old man.
Brandon: No, I respect Jennifer too much. I'm not going to play games with her.
Nicole: How do you know that Jennifer is not using you to get back at her lunatic ex-husband?
Brandon: She's not doing that.
Nicole: And you know this because...
Brandon: Because she told me.
Nicole: Oh.
Brandon: Look, Nicole, I'm going to trust Jennifer unless and until she gives me a reason not to.
Nicole: Fine. Fine. I just hate to see my devastatingly handsome brother all alone.
Brandon: You're alone, too. And devastatingly gorgeous.
Nicole: Thank you.
Brandon: But Victor is not going to come through for you in any way that counts.
Nicole: No comment. I have to get to work. You know what? You should stop by my place sometime.
Brandon: I'm glad you're happy, Nic, but, um, it's too bad you had to kick the prince out. I mean, she's a nice person. And talk about being all alone. She's got nobody, no family. She's going to have a tough time finding someplace else to settle down.
Nicole: Please. She is the richest person in Salem. But I will tell you one thing. Wherever Greta goes, she's gonna bring trouble with her. She always does. Bye.
Jack: I know this looks bad, but it's not. I mean, it's not what you think.
Jennifer: What is it then?
Jack: It's -- well, you know, together and share this lovely bacon that our good friend Greta made for us?
Jennifer: Can't. I have a breakfast date with Brandon.
Jack: Brandon?
Jennifer: Oh! Would you look at the time? I have to get dressed. I don't want to keep him waiting.
Cynthia: I saw you and Philip talking.
Chloe: Good for you.
Cynthia: I'm curious -- does this mean you're gonna start putting out for him? 'Cause I could give you some tips -- you know, tell you how he likes it.
Chloe: You don't know Philip that way. He told me.
Cynthia: News flash -- he lied. But I'll tell you the truth if you think you can take it.
Abby: Wow, you look so pretty.
Jennifer: Oh, thanks, baby.
Greta: Yeah, you look great.
Jennifer: Thanks, Greta. Sweetie, why don't you go get your backpack so we're not late, okay? Hurry up. Come on.
Jack: A bit early in the day for the "come hither" look, don't you think?
Jennifer: Brandon likes it when I look nice.
Jack: So do I, but that's not nice. That's...nasty, like lady of the evening.
Jennifer: It is not!
Abby: Ready!
Jennifer: You ready? Okay. All right, well, you two have a very nice breakfast together, and, uh, wish I could be a fly on the wall.
Greta: Bye.
Jennifer: Bye-bye.
Greta: She has no idea at you're gay.
Jack: Uh... Ah ha ha ha. Ah...
Lexie: I just went out of my way to help your teenage daughter, but do I get thanks? No, no, I get threats.
John: That's because I know you. You see, you're using the same pattern your daddy did. Stefano never did anything unless he came out the big winner. So I have to ask myself, what's in it for you?
Lexie: John, I'm just trying to be a decent person. Now, will you please give me my son?
John: Your son? If these babies were switched, this is Hope's child -- my son. And there's no way in hell I will ever let a kid of mine be raised by a DiMera.
Lexie: Give him to me. It's time for his nap.
John: Tell Bo that I’m in the car.
Shawn D.: I'll see you at home tonight, okay, bud? I love you.
Bo: Hey there, big guy. How are you? Sure did miss you. Thanks, Belle.
Belle: I'll, uh, talk to him for you.
Bo: Thanks. You're both good kids.
[J.T. Screams]
Bo: Yeah, I’m back.
Lexie: Ahem.
Belle: It's gonna be kind of weird going back to school, but I guess we have to.
Lexie: Yeah. Look, I know you're both upset with me, but I did what I thought was right. Sometimes parents have to make tough choices in order to keep our children safe.
Shawn D.: Well, that's what I want to do -- keep J.T. safe.
Lexie: Then talk to your parents. Don't let up, okay? You make them understand that both families have to hold on to the babies that we have loved and raised from birth.
Cynthia: Technically, you're right. We didn't send the rocket into space, but we came pretty damn close, as in I was naked... On top... And he was so into it. Like I said before, Philip lied to you, Chloe.
Chloe: I don't believe you, Cynthia. I believe Philip.
Cynthia: [Thinking] He did lie, and he deserves to be punished.
Shawn D.: So, what classes do you have left?
Jan: Shawn! Shawn! Where have you been? Never mind. Look, Shawn, I need your help. It's got to be right now.
Rolf: So, tell me -- what did John say to get you so upset?
Lexie: He wants Isaac.
Rolf: It will never come to that. Our insurance policy, in the form of Cameron Reese, will see to that.
Lexie: What if she can't talk glen out of going for custody of J.T.?
Rolf: Mm, she will find a way, I assure you. Cameron will do whatever it takes to get her hands on that $50,000 we offered her.
Lexie: That damn DNA test! What if Hope gets greedy and decides she wants both babies, huh? What if John tries to prove his paternity of Isaac?
Rolf: We will handle all eventualities, and we will come out on top. DiMeras were born to win, Alexandra, and we are both DiMeras -- you by birth, and I by choice. Now, granted, the stakes in this game are extremely high, but we will prevail!
Lexie: Yes. I will do anything to keep Isaac -- anything.
Jennifer: Brandon. Hey.
Brandon: Hey.
Jennifer: I am so sorry that I’m late.
Brandon: Oh, no.
Jennifer: It was so crazy getting out of the house this morning -- you know, with Abby going to school, and then I had to make her lunch and get her backpack, and we were just running all over the place, and then I had to bring her to school. But I got there in time, and I made it. Thank you for waiting. I'm sorry I'm late.
Brandon: You're worth waiting for. So, did you, uh... Did you get to the bottom of that secret between Greta and Jack?
Jennifer: No, I didn't, but I'm getting very warm, Brandon.
Brandon: Not warm, Jennifer. Hot.
Jennifer: Brandon, you -- you really don't think that I’m hot, do you?
Jack: When we say, "what does Jennifer know?", What do we really mean by "know"?
Greta: Give it a rest, Jack, or the next thing you know, you're gonna be debating what the meaning of "is" is.
Jack: Is? Is? Fascinating concept. Hearkens back to the days of Shakespeare. And at what point does "to be" become the concrete state of being that we recognize --
Greta: Shut up, Jack! Just shut up! I am tired of your word games and your mind games. I mean, I have way too much respect for Jennifer to stand by while you continue to perpetuate this sexual fraud on her! I mean it, Jack. Either you tell Jennifer you're gay, or I will. And you have 24 hours, buster.