Guiding Light Transcript Tuesday 5/26/09

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Previously on "Guiding Light"...

Phillip: Don't patronize me. I'm not trying to play the market and make a few bucks here.

Paul: Phillip, your loan was denied.

Marina: You? You are the one in a million random persons who happen to have the same blood type as Henry?

Phillip: James is in trouble. He's been running a Ponzi scheme.

Beth: What? No!

Lizzie: Well, we are on our way to Chicago, wedding planning. Why do you think my dad's doing this?

Bill: Let's not over think it,

Shayne: I'm Henry’s biological father.

Dinah: Hey, what do you say we just do some take-out, relax tonight?

Shayne: I have a better idea. How about we take you to Towers?

Dinah: Why?

Shayne: Why do I need a why? Why can't a guy just take his girl out?

Dinah: Ohh, well, he certainly can. I am so proud of you.

Shayne: Stop it. It was not a big deal.

Dinah: Yes, it was. You told Marina that Henry is yours and Lara's. There's a lot at stake there. You are friends. It could not have been easy.

Shayne: Yeah, but it was the right thing to do. You were right. Now Henry has me, but that is all over. Henry is with Mallet and Marina where he belongs and we can focus on us.

Dinah: You never told me what Marina said when you told her.

Shayne: She was shocked, overwhelmed. She got scared.

Dinah: Did she say when she's going to tell Mallet?

Shayne: She didn't say she's going to tell him at all.

Dinah: What? What? She doesn't know when she's going to tell Mallet? What if she decides that you can't be a part of Henry's life?

Shayne: I'm going to have to be ok about it. He has two amazing parents. Why do I need to get in the way? What's this stuff on the bed here?

Dinah: Just stuff, for you.

Mallet: There you go. I think I know why you're upset.

Marina: I don't think you do.

Mallet: I think you're worried about what the doctor's going to say, but you know what? Don't worry. Henry's going to be fine. Everything's going to be all right.

Marina: There's something else.

Mallet: What?

Marina: I don't even know if I should tell you.

Mallet: No, come on, come on. You can tell me anything.

Marina: It's crazy. Actually it's kind of a miracle if you think about it.

Nurse: Mr. and Mrs. Camaletti. The doctor is ready for you.

Mallet: Ok, thank you.

Marina: We'll be right in.

Mallet: Ok, let's see what he has to say. Henry's binky, do you have it?

Marina: Yeah, it's in the bag.

Mallet: Okay.

Marina: Here.

Mallet: Okay, thanks. Hey, here you go, here you go. All right. Okay, hold it, you wanted to tell me something. What was it?

Marina: It's not important. Come on, let's go see the doctor.

Mallet; Okay.

Daisy: Hey, Buzz. I'm going to take my break. I'll be back.

Blake: Hey.

Daisy: Hey.

Blake: I thought we were working together?

Daisy: Yes. Um, I'll be back.

Blake: Where are you going?

Daisy: Nowhere.

Blake: Who is he?

Daisy: I don't have a he.

Blake: Okay. (Laughs) So I thought you were dating  Philip and Beth's son

Daisy: James? No, we're not dating. We just hang out. That's all. James, no. He's so not my type.

Blake: You know, I really wonder what my life would have been like if I was as cool as you are when I was your age.

Daisy: Why? What kind of guys did you like?

Blake: Oh, I don't know. Guys like James.

James: Good morning. Have you seen my father? Never mind, I see him.

Waiter: Go ahead, sir.

James: Wow, both parents at one table. Hello, Mom.

Beth: Hello, sweetheart.

Phillip: Sit.

James: I can also stand, roll over, the whole deal. Okay, this can't be good.

Beth: Honey, your father told me about everything -- what you did, how you cost those people their savings.

James: Hey, I thought it would be a good way of making some money without anybody getting hurt.

Beth: No, uh-uh. You are smarter than that.

James: Yeah, I know. It should have worked.

Beth: You put Lizzie and Bill in a terrible position.

James: Of course, if I would have been the one to have to go to prison, but that's beside the point. It's all about Bill and Lizzie. You know, I'm starting to think I got it right the first time. Buying my way out of the family? Maybe prison is the next best thing.

Phillip: Okay, look. Your mother and I are really trying to help you here, all right? But you have to work with us.

James: The reason I did this is so I'd never have to work with you. Lobster -- cool! Might as well live it up before they take me off to prison.

Phillip: Well, hopefully, it's not going to come to that.

James: No?

Beth: Your father got Lizzie and Bill out of town, so we have to work fast. But He has got a plan to bail you out of this mess.

Lizzie: Bill? Babe, come back to bed. Where are you? Bill, what are you doing?

Bill: Okay, baby, time to get up, get dressed. We are late

Lizzie: Late? There is nothing in my schedule that requires getting out of this bed.

Bill: Oh, baby, look. Your dad did not send us off to Chicago so we can lounge in bed and eat chocolate-covered strawberries and watch old movies, okay?

Lizzie: He didn't?

Bill: No, he did not. Today is all about bands and cakes and ... and

Lizzie: All right. I guess you're right. I guess I'll just go change.

Bill: You know what we can do? We can probably just wait a little while and just ...

[Lizzie laughs]

Nurse: He said it'll be just a few more minutes until we get the results back.

Mallet: Okay, thank you. [Sighs] The odds are Henry's not going to need another transfusion. And even if he does, it's not going to be like last time. You know, keep that in mind, because, at least we know the donor is out there. The donor is a perfect match, and we've just got to believe that that donor will come through for us again. Right? What's wrong?

Marina: Nothing. Just hate the waiting.

Mallet: Yeah, me too. You know what I was wondering?

Marina: What?

Mallet: Why would someone choose to be an anonymous donor? I mean, after doing something so terrific and wonderful for us.

Marina: I don't know. Maybe ...

Mallet: Oh, Dr. Hopkins.

Dr. Hopkins: I have your son's latest blood work.

Shayne: Coloring books. Don't you think Henry's a little too young for this?

Dinah: Well, I thought maybe he could use it when he's a little older. You know? I thought maybe you should be prepared. Oh, and this. Mallet said that this is Henry's favorite little toy.

Shayne: Mallet? When did you see Mallet?

Dinah: When I went to the mini-mart and I was buying stuff. I did not tell him that I was buying it for Henry. I said that I was buying it for a friend, which is true. I'm sorry.

Shayne: Sorry for what?

Dinah: What do you mean what? You told Marina, and you said that you didn't want to be a part of Henry's life.

Shayne: No, no, no, no, no, no. I did not say that I didn't want to be part of Henry's life.

Dinah: You said that he was good where he's at. I know that.

Shayne: Calm down, calm down. Do you think I'm mad at you for buying this stuff?

Dinah: Aren't you?

Shayne: No. No, I'm not. You got this stuff because you wanted Henry to feel happy and safe if he were ever here. Do you think I'm nervous about that?

Dinah: I don't know. I might be if it were me, but I'm glad you're not, because I'm going to do this. You want to know the real reason I bought all this stuff.

Shayne: I do.

Dinah: Because I want you to know how much I support you, no matter what you decide whether or not Henry is in your life.

Shayne: Well, Henry belongs to Mallet and Marina, so that means that we can get on with things like this.

Dinah: Mm-hmm.

Shayne: And lunch. Grab your coat. Come on, let's go. Right now, I'm starving.

Dinah: Okay.

Dr. Hopkins: It's good news, Mr. and Mrs. Camaletti. Henry's transfusion was a complete success.

Marina: You mean, he's ...

Dr. Hopkins: Oh, he'll need to come in for a blood test every month or so.

Mallet: Okay. So he's okay. Our son's okay?

Dr. Hopkins: Henry's going to be just fine.

Mallet: Thank you.

Dr. Hopkins: Sure.

Marina: Okay. He's okay.

Mallet: Ah, he's okay.

Marina: He's okay.

[Mallet sighs]

Phillip: Um, I'll have the small, please.

James: Three glasses.

Phillip: Two.

Waiter: Certainly, sir.

Phillip: And a children's menu for our son. We're not trying to punish you, James.

James: Really? Sure feels like it.

Beth: Your father just wants to understand the terrible mistake that you made, how many people you hurt.

Phillip: Right. But we are going to go to bat for you. We're going to try to get you out of this mess.

James: Thanks. I'm flattered.

Beth: This not a joke. What were you thinking? Lizzie is your sister. Why would you want to hurt her?

James: I never meant to hurt Lizzie, okay? I got into this to buy my way out of the family. Okay, it never had anything to do with Lizzie or Bill. I mean, everyone thought he was her kidnapper a couple months ago, so I used his name. Just... it got out of hand, out of my control. I never meant to hurt anybody.

Beth: Okay, okay. Well, it's good to hear you say that.

Phillip: Just as long as you understand, when you do something like this, you're not just hurting a bunch of strangers out there. You end up hurting your family.

James: Like you're one to talk.

Phillip: Okay. I guess I deserve that

James: You sit here like... like I'm some stupid kid.

Beth: Hey, nobody is saying that you're stupid.

James: You know, at least Mom knows me. To you, Dad, I'm just this kid that screwed up big-time, and you're acting like this dad that's going to ground me or something. After everything you did? Are you kidding me?

Phillip: Okay, you're right. I haven't been much of a father to you in the last few years. Hopefully that's going to change, starting today. I have authorized Bill's investments in China to leverage a loan that will pay back all the money in the Ponzi scheme. The money is being wired today.

James: So no one would have to know about anything?

Phillip: Bill's reputation will be spared. Lizzie will be spared the stress. Most importantly, you will not go to jail. Your mom helped me with all the legal details.

Beth: It was good practice.

James: Thanks, Mom.

Beth: You might want to thank your father, too.

James: Thanks.

Phillip: You're my son, James. Just want you to be okay.

Lizzie: Tell me something.

Bill: What?

Lizzie: Now do you wish that you were picking out china?

Bill: This is what I will tell you. I must have been out of my mind, because I do not want to spend another minute without you, let alone picking out florals and paisleys.

Lizzie: Paisley china? No. You know what's crazy?

Bill:  What's crazy?

Lizzie: About a couple weeks ago, this would've just been some dream, fantasy, in my head, and it's real.

Bill: It's real.

Lizzie: I have a fiancé. I have a fiancé.

Bill: Mm-hmm. You have a fiancé.

Lizzie: We are getting married.

Bill: Pretty soon you are going to be Elizabeth Lewis. It got a pretty good ring to it, don't you think?

Lizzie: That's still up for debate

Bill: Baby, you can change your name, don't change-- I do not care, because all I need right now is you, you, you.

Lizzie: You think we should pick something up for my dad, like a gift for setting this up for us?

Bill: What do you mean, like a Chicago key chain or something?

Lizzie: Well, I was thinking about like a nice pen, but... oh, I did see a key chain downstairs in the souvenir shop that had Wrigley Field on it.

Bill: Yeah.

Lizzie: Yeah.

Bill: Who knew Phillip was a romantic at heart, who would know that?

Lizzie: Well, maybe that's why my mom loved him for all these years.

Bill: Let me ask you something. Are we going to keep it this hot when we are old and gray?

Lizzie: Number one, my parents are not old and gray.

Bill: I'm not saying your parents. I just meant us.

Lizzie: Okay, okay. It better be hot.

Bill: It better be.

Lizzie: Okay, get in the shower. We have a lot to do today.

Bill: Wait a minute. What happened about staying in bed and...

Lizzie: Yeah, no. I changed my mind. I want to pick out my wedding gown and our wedding bands and the band and the china. We've got to register for that paisley china that you want.

Bill: We can do that. We'll do that a little bit later.

James: I can't decide between the peanut butter and jelly sandwich and the spaghetti and meatballs. Thanks for the crayons, by the way.

Phillip: Trying to catch up on everything you missed when you were a kid?

James: Great. It's my turn to relive my childhood.

Beth: Well I would love that. You were a cute kid.

James: Past tense.

Beth: And you have the potential to be a wonderful young man.

Phillip: You know, James, I spent an awful lot of time when I was your age being mad at the whole world.

James: I'm not mad at anybody. Daisy. Come on over.

Daisy: Hey. Hi. Beth, Phillip.

Beth: How are you, Susan?

Daisy: That's where your son gets it from, huh?

Phillip: Sit. Want to join us?

Daisy: Sure.

Phillip: How are you?

Daisy: Well, life is boring, so I guess it's fine.

James: Everything's boring except for when she's with me.

Daisy: No, just everything.

James: Oh, good news. Guess what?

Phillip: James...

James: No, it's cool. Daisy already knows everything. My parents figured out a way to bail me out, so I won't have to go to prison.

Daisy: That's great. I mean, good... I really did not feel like visiting prison again. I've been there too many times as it is. That's great that you can help him.

Phillip: All he had to do was have dinner with his parents and not complain about the crayons.

Daisy: Oh, are you going to sketch your parents like you did me?

James: No. They won't sit still long enough.

Beth: You sketched Daisy?

James: It's not a big deal.

Daisy: Yeah. Oh, no, no, no. It's great here, I think I... yup.

James: Please, please don’t.

Daisy: He's annoying, but he's talented, right?

Bill: Here we go.

Lizzie: Yeah! Okay, I've got to be honest.

Bill: Yeah?

Lizzie: I'm kind of loving my new hot dog obsession. And I'm not sure if I like New York hot dogs or Chicago hot dogs better.

Bill: Well, let's find out. Why don't we polish these off, and then we will go see the cake lady?

Lizzie: I was thinking that maybe after, we could swing by the jewelry store again and look at the wedding bands.

Bill: Yeah, maybe we can do that. I don't know, I'm a little tired.

Lizzie: I know. You know, it's just that the wedding is in six weeks, and if we want to have rings custom-made, it takes a little while.

Bill: Good?

Lizzie: It's so good.

Bill: Smaller bites, though. Don’t... not too... what? What is it?

Lizzie: There's something in it.

Bill: There's something in it? What's in it?

Lizzie: I don't know. It's like metal or something.

Bill: Like metal like a... like a ring? What do you think?

Lizzie: I think I could've choked to death!

Bill: I know, I know. I'm so sorry. That's why I wanted you to take small, small bites. Now, look, I know how much you love the treasure ring, but I thought it was time to upgrade a bit.

Lizzie: How did you even...

Bill: That's the one you saw at the store. You said you loved it. Even I can put two and two together

Lizzie: I was gone for, like, two seconds to get coffee.

Bill: What can I say? I work fast, I work fast.

Lizzie: Bill Lewis, do you know how much I love you? And I love this ring!

Bill: Bill Lewis can only imagine. Now you know what we need to do?

Lizzie: What?

Bill: We need to go to the store and pick out a wedding band that will look perfect with it, all right?

Lizzie: Let do it.

Bill: Let's do it. Come on, come on.

Fogarty: Hey, did I hear you say your name is Bill Lewis?

Bill: Yes, it is. Do I know you?

Fogarty: Fogarty. Ring a bell?

Bill: You must have the wrong guy.

Fogarty: No, don't think so.

Shayne: Have I ever told you how much I love chili cheese fries. Thank you.

Dinah: Thank you.

Shayne: OMG, okay?

Dinah: You seem to like your onion rings, too.

Shayne: I do like my onion rings. I like your onion rings, too, because here is what you do. Watch this. You take two pieces of bread, right?

Dinah: Mm-hmm.

Shayne: You've got your lettuce, your tomato. You pile up the onion rings just like this, get it on there real good, sandwich this all down with your beef patty, and then you have a bite. Come here, bite this.

Dinah: No. I'm not going to bite that. Thank you, I'll pass.

Shayne: You don't want this? This is really good stuff. Give me that ketchup. You can have it first.

Dinah: Thank you.

Shayne: I'm sorry about Towers. I was just in the mood for some comfort food.

Dinah: That's all right. We'll go tomorrow.

Shayne: Yeah, we will.

Dinah: Mm-hmm.

Shayne: Come here. You know what we need to do? You need a fry. I'll get you this fry right here. Have a fry.

Dinah: Very good fry.

Shayne: How good is that fry? Why are you smiling like that?

Dinah: Because I haven't seen you like this, I don't think ever. You're laughing, you're smiling, you're having fun.

Shayne: I am.

Dinah: Maybe I just need to get used tit for a little bit.

Shayne: You will. I just... I feel like when we met, there was a big, dark cloud over my head, matched only by the dark cloud over your head.

Dinah: Oh, you're so funny.

Shayne: I am funny sometimes. And I feel like the clouds have parted, and now we can finally be us.

Dinah: Yeah. Can't help but wonder if we should call Marina and see if she has told Mallet yet.

Shayne: Dinah, that's their choice, not ours. It's also Marina's choice if she wants to tell Mallet or not. Besides, they're busy right now getting Henry’s test results.

Mallet: Lynn, free beer all around. We just got the best news of our lives. Thank you. Hey, guys. So the blood transfusion worked. Henry is 100% healthy.

Shayne: That's amazing.

Dinah: That's awesome.

Marina: Yeah, we couldn't believe it when the doctor told us that he wouldn't need any more transfusions.

Mallet: Yeah, and if that donor hadn't come forward, I don't know what we would have done, all thanks to the anonymous donor.

Dinah: Yeah. I'm sure they know how much they helped.

Mallet: Yeah, I hope so, too. That was hard. I can't tell you how hard that was, the waiting and the not knowing, and not being able to be the hero, you know, the one to be able to save your son. But anyway, I'll just be there in ways that I can, you know-- change his diaper and teach him how to ride a bike and throw curve ball and teach him how to treat a beautiful woman like his mama.

Marina: You're my hero. And someday Henry is going to be so proud of his dad.

Dinah: Oh.

Shayne: Hey, how about these beers, huh? Have a seat, you guys.

Marina: Perfect.

Lizzie: What the hell is wrong with you? Are you completely insane?

Fogarty: If I am, it's because your boyfriend here bankrupted me!

Lizzie: Bill, what is he talking about?

Bill: I have no idea. I've never seen this guy in my life, Lizzie.

Lizzie: You can't just walk away! I'm calling the police!

Bill: Baby, don't worry about it. He's a lunatic. Don't worry.

Lizzie: What, you just want him to get away with it?

Bill: No, I don't want him to get away with it, but, I mean, he's crazy.

Policeman: Is that yours?

Bill: What's that?

Lizzie: Well yes. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen to me. My boyfriend was just attacked. This man came out of nowhere and he punched him. Are you. I'm sorry, are you worried about us littering when the person that you should be arresting is getting away right now, and he's probably going to punch someone else?

Bill: It's okay, it's okay. We're planning a wedding. It gets a little... she gets a little worked up. You know how it is.

Policeman: Tell me about it.

Bill: Okay, okay.

Beth: You're a natural.

Phillip: Your mom would know. She's the artist in the family.

Daisy: See? That's right.

Beth: You should take classes this summer.

James: Yeah, that's what I want to do this summer, hang out with a bunch of art students.

Beth: Oh, do you have a better plan?

James: I don't know. It depends on my dad at this point.

(Cell phone ringing)

Phillip: It's the bank. I've got to take this. I'll be right back. Phillip Spaulding. What do you mean, there's a problem? What do you mean, the money wasn't transferred? I authorized it. No, don’t... don't do anything. I'll... I will take care of it, and I will be in touch.

Beth: Everything okay?

Phillip: Yeah, it's fine. I just... I've got to get back. Do you want me to give you a lift?

Beth: Sure, sure. You should hang on to this. James may be the next Picasso.

Phillip: I'll see you later.

Beth: Okay, what happened?

Phillip: I'll explain in the car.

James: So, Picasso, huh? Maybe I should add another nose and a couple eyes.

Daisy: Don't you touch that. It's a masterpiece.

James: You just don't want to look all freaky and cubist.

Daisy: Well, it's true. I do have an image to protect.

James: Do you have time to come over to my place? I could draw you again.

Daisy: You know, I don't know. I think that was just a lucky break. I bet you couldn't do that again.

James: Is that a challenge, Susan?

Daisy: Maybe. It was weird seeing you with your parents.

James: Yeah, yeah. It kind of freaked me out at first. But I think my dad is trying to help me for the first time in his life.

Daisy: Really?

James: Yeah. I'm sure I'll have to sit through a couple more lectures and a few more family dinners, but I think he might actually come through for me.

Policeman: Robbed innocent people of their life savings. He doesn't even answer the phone. He is the reason we're in this crisis!

Lizzie: Oops. Maybe I shouldn't have talked to the cop.

Bill: Ah, you think?

Lizzie: I just thought he was going to hurt somebody else.

Bill: Baby, that's why I love you. Even though you're getting a big ol' shiny engagement ring, you still feel like you've got to do your civic duty.

Lizzie: It is beautiful, isn't it?

Bill: It is beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.

Lizzie: Your lip is bleeding again.

Bill: Is it?

Lizzie: Yeah. You know what? I think that we should go back to the hotel so I can nurse you back to health.

Bill: Nurse away. Nurse away.

Policeman: We have Mr. Garty's statement to go along with the other ones.

Lizzie: The other ones?

Policeman: Last year he was abducted by aliens. Year before that, his neighbor made off with his TV and his wife.

Bill: I knew this guy was a wacko.

Lizzie: Wow, good instincts. Okay, let's go home.

Bill: Yeah, yeah. Look, I'm not going to be pressing charges, so I guess you can just, I don't know, let him go. All right, thanks.

Policeman: Not so fast.

Shayne: Hey. Is he sleeping?

Marina: Yup. It's his nap time. He's an amazing kid, you know. He can sleep anywhere, even a noisy restaurant.

Shayne: He must get that from... I'm sorry.

Marina: No, that's all right.

Shayne: No, it's not all right. Look, I can't be saying things like that.

Marina: Thank you for everything that you've done for him. You know, you saved his life with that transfusion.

Shayne: I told you, anything you need, you've got it. I'm here.

Marina: Thanks. I made my decision. You told me that you wouldn't tell Mallet, that it was up to me.

Shayne: I won’t.

Marina: I think that Henry really just has. He has one real father, and that's Mallet. And that is all he will ever need.

Shayne: Okay.

Mallet: I never got a chance to thank you.

Dinah: For bringing Henry back into the States? You thanked me 50 times already. If you'd like to thank me in a more tangible way-- say, like buying me a new car...

Mallet: No, I meant for being so hopeful, for believing that Henry was going to get better. I know that I said that I was being hopeful, too, but to tell you the truth, I can't even tell you what that feels like, the thought of maybe losing your child.

Dinah: I don't want that for you. I don’t.

Mallet: Henry means everything to me. I think I was just being strong for Marina, but to tell you the truth, I was terrified. Anyway, no point dwelling in the past, right?

Dinah: Right, right. Guys, what do you say? Ready for a toast?

Marina: Yes.

Shayne: Absolutely. To your son, luckiest kid in town.

Mallet: Hear, hear. Cheers.

Baby, don't give up don't you ever give up on me.

Dinah: Are you really sure that you want to give all this stuff away?

Shayne: Yeah. I'm going to take it to that family shelter on Fifth Street. They could really use it. I'll pay you back for everything.

Dinah: No.

Shayne: Yes, I will.

Dinah: You know, maybe you should hang on to some of it incase you change your mind at all in the future.

Shayne: It's not going to happen. Marina made her decision. She's not going to tell Mallet.

Dinah: You should hang on to this one, in case you go baby-sitting over there someday.

Shayne: No. Everything's got to go. Besides, Cooper’s a big family. They've got lots of baby-sitters.

Dinah: It's going to be hard to stay away. I don't know if I could do it if Henry was my baby.

Shayne: Well, I know that he has a good home with a large family, and that's enough for me.

Dinah: If you say so.

Shayne: I do. Come here. Get over here.

Marina: That is the best sound in the world.

Mallet: What? I don't hear anything.

Marina: Exactly.

Mallet: Yes. We have the best baby in the world. And you know, I say that 100% objectively. How did we get so lucky?

Marina: I don't know. It's kind of a miracle, isn't it?

Mallet: Yeah, earlier you were talking about a miracle. Is there something you wanted to tell me?

Marina: No. No, just that Henry is a miracle. You know, after everything we had to go through to get him, he's healthy and he's safe, and no one will ever try to take him away from us again.

Lizzie: Please tell me that are you not going to write us up for littering. I already explained it. We dropped the hot dogs on this ground when this maniac...

Policeman: Hey, lady, this isn't about the hot dogs.

Lizzie: Obviously this guy has mental...

Policeman: You know what? Even guys with mental problems get it right once in a while.

Detective Drummond: Detective Walter Drummond. Maybe you two want to sit down.

Bill: Wait a minute. What the hell is this all about?

Detective Drummond: A little case called securities fraud.

Daisy: All right, I have to go to work.

James: They just renovated the pool. We could go for a swim.

Daisy: No suit.

James: No problem.

Daisy: Maybe for you.

James: Come on. I need a distraction. Maybe if you're lucky, I'll draw you swimming in the pool naked.

Daisy: Oh, oh, great, yes, that's exactly what I need. I need naked drawings of me floating around town. My family would go insane.

James: Ah, so the truth comes out. You do care what your family thinks.

Daisy: Yeah, so do you.

James: My mom, sort of. The rest of them, I'm just trying to keep my distance.

Daisy: Come on, let's go for a swim.

James: No suit.

Daisy: No problem. Do you think your dad will bail us out?

James: We'll see. Either way, it will be worth it.

Phillip: Yeah, well, millions of dollars don't just disappear. Somebody has to know about that transfer.

Alan: Millions of dollars are missing? Hmm, that's a problem, Phillip. Maybe I can help.

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just 'cause I'm a gangsta just 'cause I'm a gangsta

just 'cause I'm a gangsta just 'use I'm a gangsta

just 'cause I'm a gangsta just 'cause I'm a gangsta

just 'cause I'm a gangsta just 'cause I'm a gangsta

just 'cause I'm a gangsta just 'cause I'm a gangsta

man, you should know by now I'm just a gangsta.

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Phillip: Your grandson could go to jail if we don't fix this.

Alan: Maybe it would be good for him.

Natalia: The thought of him being at home after months of not even being able to hug him.

Olivia: You're allowed to be excited.

Bill: I do not know what you're talking about, the Independence fund…

Phillip: You stopped a wire transfer.

Bill: I don't know what you're talking about with some Ponzi scheme.

Detective: Get her out of here.

Alan: The sharks are circling. They smell Lewis blood.

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