Guiding Light Transcript Tuesday 6/30/09

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Previously on "Guiding Light"...

Phillip: So what did you find?

Ed: The results of the blood tests. They're not good.

Olivia: Hey, Phillip, it's me. Listen, I need to talk to you about Emma. Actually, it's about all of us.

Natalia: I'm just a little tired and sick to my stomach, and I was throwing up.

Blake: If I didn't know that you were together with Olivia, I'd probably say you're pregnant.

Lizzie: Hey, Buzz, I'm here.

Buzz: Hey.

Lizzie: Did Bill get here yet?

Buzz: He called.

Lizzie: Okay.

Buzz: He said that there was a problem with the wedding location-- something about a mosquito infestation, but not to worry.

Lizzie: Great.

Buzz: You think you might do this in your own kitchen?

Lizzie: Well, I could. I tried. But, you know, cook's idea of helping is taking over, and I really need the practice.

Buzz: Practice?

Lizzie: Yeah. You know, our wedding, we are not hiring anyone-- appetizers, wedding cake.

Buzz: Can you cook?

Lizzie: Why are you saying it like that?

Buzz: Because I'm pretty sure you can’t.

Lizzie: When I was married to Jonathan, Reva taught me how to make a casserole.

Buzz: Oh, well, great. Make a casserole, you can frost it.

Lizzie: I did not say that I was serving a casserole.

Buzz: You know something...

Lizzie: If you can cook one thing, you can cook anything.

Buzz: Yeah, but the oven, it's on its last legs. Sometimes it gets way too hot, sometimes way too low. Sometimes you never know what...

Lizzie: You know, I... oh, there was this cake that the caterer had me taste. It was amazing, and it had columns made out of frosting.

Buzz: Columns made out of frosting.

Lizzie: Mm-hmm.

Buzz: We may not get this right the first time.

Lizzie: And that is why I am practicing.

Ashlee: Hey, Lizzie.

Lizzie: Hey.

Ashlee: What are you guys up to?

Lizzie: The restaurant is closed.

Cristina: Private party?

Lizzie: Cake baking. I am practicing my wedding cake.

Cristina: That's right, the do-it-yourself wedding. How's it going?

Lizzie: Piece of cake.

Ashlee: Well, do you want help?

Lizzie: No. I'm going to see how I do on my own first.

Cristina: Can we stay and watch?

Lizzie: Of course.

Lillian: Yeah, of course I can handle this for you, but just walk me through that treatment again. Okay. No, I'll make sure he's taken care of. But you are still going to be his primary physician, right? Oh. I see. No, of course I can handle it. I mean, that's what we do as medical professionals, right? Okay. No, I'll take care of it. And say hi to Danny and Michelle for me, okay? I'll talk to you soon. Bye. Hi, sweetheart. What a nice surprise.

Phillip: Have you got a minute for me?

Lillian: You know, I really don’t. I've got a patient of Ed Bauer’s coming here right now. Poor guy, he's terminal, and he was just told he only has three months to live.

Phillip: Yeah, I know.

Lillian: How do you know?

Phillip: It's me.

Alan: James?

James: I was just at the third level!

Alan: That is a game. I want you to make the third level in life.

James: Wow, shoes. Great. Thanks.

Alan: If you're going to be a part of the family business, you have to look the part.

James: I pulled off being Bill Lewis for months. Nobody complained about my shoes.

Alan: Yeah, well, everyone knows that the Lewis’s are hillbillies from Oklahoma. But we're Spaulding’s, and people expect a lot more from us.

James: Who's expecting something from me today?

Alan: Well, there is a small group of shareholders that are in town. They like to be wined and dined and made to feel important.

James: Yeah, I'll pass.

Alan: Pass?

James: Yeah, as in I have other stuff to do.

Alan: Well, I don't think you understand. This is not an optional situation here. This is an assignment. You know, I didn't get you out of doing community service to have you sit on your butt doing video games.

James: I'd rather pick up trash than meet with Spaulding shareholders.

Alan: You know something, James? I don't understand your attitude. First of all, this isn't a trivial assignment. It's something that I think you will be very good at. And secondly, I thought that you would jump at the opportunity to show up your father.

Lillian: So what's going on?

Phillip: When I was away from Springfield, I got sick. I didn't think it was any big deal. I went to a doctor. He gave me some antibiotics. It seemed to go away. Recently I started feeling bad again. I didn't want to worry anybody, so I flew out to California to see Ed. He ran some tests on me, and he told me that...

Lillian: Yeah, I know what he told you. He told you you have an airborne infection that entered through your lungs, and it's now attacking your whole body. Ed was very clear about this.

Phillip: He's been great.

Lillian: Tell me you got a second opinion.

Phillip: He got two. You know, he sent the blood work off, and both those doctors confirmed, so I guess it's three months, give or take.

Lillian: This just can't be. I mean, it just... it just can't be.

Phillip: You know, Lillian, this might not be a good idea. I don't know what I was thinking. I've been so wrapped up, I didn't really think about how hard this would be for you.

Lillian: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm going to handle this. I'm going to help you. I'm going to help you talk to the family about it and tell them.

Phillip: I'm not telling them.

Lillian: Okay. I understand that, sweetheart. You need time to get used it. But when you do want to sit down, I want to sit down with you and talk to them if you... oh, sweetie. Oh, God.

Phillip: It's all right.

Lillian: Oh, no, it's not. Oh, no. We just got you back. I'm not letting you go.

Phillip: I think you have to. Didn't Ed say you had to give me some kind of shot?

Lillian: Yeah.

Phillip: I love you. You going to be okay?

Lillian: Yeah.

Phillip: You won't tell anybody?

Olivia: That looks good. Hi.

Frank: Hello.

Olivia: You mind if I join you?

Frank: Is there anything I could say that would stop you?

Olivia: No. It's not because I'm, you know, just a pushy person. It's because you're such a nice guy. Listen, I wanted to say that I think it's great that you asked Rafe to move in with you-- not just because he needs a place to stay, but I'm sure he can really use someone to talk to.

Frank: The poor kid is a little confused right now. I'm just trying to help him figure some things out. It hasn't been easy for me either.

Olivia: No, I... and you know what? You could encourage him to hate us, and no one would blame you, really.

Frank: I don't want Rafe to hate his mom.

Olivia: Maybe just me, just a little bit?

Frank: I don't hate you, Olivia. And I don't want Rafe to hate you either, all right? I try telling him that, you know, there's no point in being bitter about the past.

Olivia: I just hope he can learn not to be bitter about the future.

Natalia: Good morning.

Blake: Good morning. How are you?

Natalia: Good, great.

Blake: Yeah?

Natalia: I'm fine. I threw up a couple times this morning, and...

Blake: Oh.

Natalia: Sorry.

Blake: No, no, no. Here, sit down, sit down.

Natalia: Thank you.

Blake: Let me just give you some... some water.

Natalia: Thanks.

Blake: There you go.

Natalia: I just... I don't know. I think I have maybe a little food poisoning or something?

Blake: Yeah, food poisoning. Yeah, I mean, I guess we... it can't be pregnancy if you're with Olivia, so... could I be right though? Is there a possibility that you're pregnant?

Natalia: Possibility? That would be amazing.

Frank: You know what? I just lost my appetite.

Olivia: Wait. Wait.

Frank: Wait what? What is this, a victory lap for you?

Olivia: No, no. I didn't come over here to make you feel bad. I swear I didn’t. I just... I've been where you are. You lose someone that you love because they choose someone else, and it hurts. And the worst part is, you can't just turn that love off.

Frank: What do you want me to say?

Olivia: Nothing, nothing. I just want you to know that I'm so sorry. And I feel terrible that I had any little part in breaking your heart.

Frank: Well, you've done that before.

Olivia: That must have felt good to say.

Frank: It did, actually. And I'm not apologizing.

Olivia: You shouldn’t.

Frank: You don't have to worry about Rafe. The most important part is him getting back on track with his mom.

Olivia: Agreed. I'm glad we had a chance to talk, Frank.

Frank: Now that we're being honest with each other, yes, I do still love Natalia. And I know she loves you, yes. But there's one thing I don't know, and that is, are you the right person for her? Not because you're a woman, just because of who you are.

Emma: Hi, Frank.

Olivia: Hi, baby.

Frank: Hey, honey, how are you?

Emma: Are you coming to the barbecue?

Frank: You know what? I'm not sure. I might have to work, so...

Olivia: Well, we hope so. It wouldn't be the same without you.

Frank: I've got to go. See you, Emma.

Emma: I want to make these.

Olivia: What you got? Oh, red, white and blue crispy treats. You know, that sounds great, but you have a play date with Julia today. Remember?

Emma: I know. You can ask Natalia to help.

Blake: I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to insult you.

Natalia: Oh, that's okay.

Blake: I just... I thought that... it hasn't been that long since you broke it off with Frank, so I thought maybe it might explain a pregnancy. But it doesn't, because you're so catholic. I know that. And people have told me that. I mean, people have told me what a strict moral code you have. But still, you were going to marry Frank, and I just assumed that you were sleeping with him. I mean, you know, who gets married without sleeping with someone? Right, you do. I'm not doubting that. I know that people exist that are strict about sex. I just thought they were all over 90.

Natalia: Blake, my relationship with God is...

Blake: Is very important to you, I get that. Well, no, actually, I don't get that, but I do respect that. I don't think I could do it. I mean, I just don't think I could date somebody without having sex. Does this mean that you and Olivia, you haven't had sex? I mean, it's just... how would you know that that is right for you, that this is... that you're meant to be together?

Natalia: Okay. I feel much better. So let's just not talk anymore. Let's just... let's get some work done. Okay?

Blake: Okay. Work.

You don't what to trust and you don't trust

what you know more than anything else

you're still not ready to let go

now that it's too late did you find what you're looking for...

Lizzie: Okay, I am ready for the nutmeg.

Ashlee: Okay, so measurements don't have to be exact, right?

Buzz: No, no, no, no. I've always just considered them recommendations.

Ashlee: Okay, exactly. So where should I put this?

Cristina: The newest one.

Ashlee: Which one is the newest one? You know what, that... they'll all turn out okay.

Cristina: Are you sure you don't want to just go to Hallbert and get yourself a nice wedding cake?

Lizzie: Never, never. See, the reinforcements have arrived. You got my message.

Phillip: Yeah, I did. What's going on?

Lizzie: Bill never showed up, and you know how the wedding is DIY.

Phillip: DIY?

Lizzie: Do it yourself-- which we're going to do. We just need a little bit more help.

Phillip: Well, I don't think I'm somebody you can ask about this kind of stuff.

Lizzie: Did you think your only job in this wedding was to get to walk me down the aisle? Put this on.

Phillip: I don't know how to cook.

Lizzie: Good. We'll learn together. But we have to time. So come on, hurry. Stir this. Stir this. You have to go fast. Yeah, stir!

Blake: Okay, Haven Hearst checks into his hotel tomorrow, and I told you how demanding he was, right?

Natalia: Yes, yes. I've already collected all the bios for the journalists that he's going to be speaking to at the junket, so they will all be ready and prepped in his room when he checks in.

Blake: Excellent. Perfect.

Olivia: Hi.

Blake: Hey, no, you cannot steal her to go work for you at the Beacon again, because she is too invaluable to me, and I'm not letting her go.

Olivia: Oh, no, I don't want to steal her. I just want to borrow her, just for one day.

Natalia: Is this about the Beacon?

Olivia: No, the Beacon I can handle. This is right up your alley. Emma wants us to make these for the Bauer barbecue.

Natalia: But I'm going to be here working until 5:00.

Olivia: Hmm.

Blake: Oh, no you can leave. I insist. I insist. You have done so much for me already to help me catch up. You go, go.

Natalia: Sure?

Blake: Yeah, yeah.

Natalia: Thank you.

Olivia: Okay, thanks.

Natalia: See you. Hey. What's wrong?

Olivia: Nothing. No, nothing, nothing. I just want to let you know that I left Phillip a message. I want to tell him what we're planning on doing.

Natalia: Yeah, you told Phillip we're going to tell Emma about us?

Olivia: Mm-hmm.

Natalia: What happens if he disagrees?

Olivia: Well, then we'll know before the barbecue, right? We've got to be realistic. There's bound to be somebody there that's not going to be happy to see us together, whether it's Rafe or Phillip or anyone else.

Natalia: Okay. That doesn't scare you.

Olivia: No. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. My opinion is, I'm happy.

Natalia: Okay.

Olivia: Tomorrow?

Natalia: Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Olivia: Tomorrow.

James: Joe, Larry, and Clay, right?

Joe: Hi, who are you?

James: James-- James Spaulding.

Joe: The grandson?

James: Yeah, the one who ran the Ponzi scheme. I'm taking what I learned from there and using it to make money for you-- legally, of course. Can... excuse me, can I get two bottles of this one, please?

Daisy: Sure. Will that be on the Spaulding account, or...

James: Yeah.

Daisy: Okay, great.

James: Gentlemen, just give me a minute. I have to answer an e-mail from our London office. What are you doing here?

Daisy: Well, I just took your order, so you better hope I'm a waitress.

James: Since when?

Daisy: Since they're having a special event downstairs, and they called my grandpa. They asked for a recommendation, and... so are you working at Spaulding for the summer?

James: Something like that.

Daisy: I'll get your wine.

Phillip: Honey, I don't know how to bake a cake. You should talk to cook.

Lizzie: You know, it sounds to me like you are just trying to get out of some hard work. And I don't know if you're aware of what we do to slackers around here, but, yeah, you should stir more.

Buzz: Father of the bride, step away from the flour. Step...

Lizzie: What, Buzz? You don't want him doing this? (Laughter)

Buzz: That's it. (Screams and laughs) Wait, wait! Why is the bride so conspicuously clean? That doesn't seem fair, does it?

Lizzie: I am the bride, and you have to be nice to me.

Buzz: Nah. (Screams and laughs) Okay. All right, all right, all right. Time-out. We're being silly.

Lizzie: I know it.

Buzz: We're being silly.

Christina: I have flour up my eyes and my ears.

Lizzie: Your hair looks gray.

Phillip: My hair is gray.

Buzz: Oh, God.

Lizzie: This is one of the best days we've had in a while.

Phillip: Honey, I can't tell you how much I needed this. I love you.

Olivia: Hey, red, white, and blue food coloring. We might have to go to a specialty store for that.

Natalia: No, no, no. Food coloring.

Olivia: This is why we need you, because you're the expert on patriotic baked goods.

Natalia: Yes, yes, it's true. Oh, you know what we need? Marshmallows.

Olivia: Okay. I can get marshmallows. Oh, nothing.

Natalia: What?

Olivia: No, I called Phillip and I left him a message. I guess he didn't get it, or maybe he's ignoring me. But anyway, I'm going to call him back.

Natalia: Okay. I forgot something.

Olivia: What?

Natalia: I've got to run back in the store and get it, but go ahead. I'll be right behind you. You can make your phone call.

Olivia: Okay.

Time moves in echoes like heights and shadows

in shapes of sorrows and content...

Frank: Hey, Rick, it's Frank. Listen, are you bringing anybody to the barbecue? No, I don't want to be surprised. Listen, I found out Natalia is going, and I just... I just don't want to be the only single guy there, all right?

Lizzie: I know I should say that I'm sorry. But I'm not really sorry. That was really fun. It's been really fun. You know what? I might not make the perfect wedding cake for my wedding, but who cares? I did it myself, and it means a whole lot more.

Phillip: Can't argue with that. I have never seen you look happier.

Lizzie: I know. It's crazy, right? It's great. It's so great to not be waiting for the next bad thing to happen. For the first time in my life, I am excited about the future-- next week, next month, next year.

Buzz: Hey. Come here, you. Come here.

Lillian: Oh, no, no, no. You are covered in flour.

Buzz: Now you're going to be covered if flour.

Lizzie: Nana.

Lillian: What, honey?

Lizzie: You missed all the fun.

Lillian: Fun time is over. Now it's cleaning time. Now it's cleaning time.

Lizzie: You guys are going to help me clean, right?

Lillian: It's looking like you were having great fun, huh?

Phillip: Oh, yes, we did. It made me realize this is what I want to do. No matter how much time I've got, or whatever I have, I want to spend it with the people I love.

Blake: Hello, Alan.

Alan: Well, Blake, I don't remember ordering anything from Company.

Blake: Oh, no, I'm not on Buzz's clock today. I'm wearing my other hat. Bill wanted some wedding location ideas, asked me to bring something by, so I want to give him these.

Alan: Well, you can throw them in the garbage, because that wedding is never going to happen.

Blake: Alan, why don't you ever want anybody to be happy?

Alan: Because people seldom realize what's good for them, Blake.

Blake: Age has not mellowed you. I hope you're not planning on shooting Bill at his own wedding. I think Billy is way too large to be swinging in on a rope to save Bill.

Alan: You know something, I wouldn't waste a bullet on Bill Lewis.

Blake: Alan, perhaps it's time you start letting your family live their own lives.

Daisy: Aren't you hot in this suit? Who wears a suit in the middle of summer?

James: I'm actually wearing my swim trunks underneath. What have you got going on underneath that little outfit there?

Daisy: I'm working. I can't talk.

Man: Hey, ready for the beach?

Daisy: Yeah. Let me just switch off tables with Angie, and we can head out.

Man: You know, it's supposed to be 100 degree today. God, I love summer.

Daisy: Yeah. A bunch of us hang out-- busboys, waiters. Anyway, I better get going. But, you know, I hope business goes well with these older gentlemen over here.

Phillip: Hi.

Olivia: Hi. How are you?

Phillip: Good, good. I, um... I got your messages.

Olivia: Oh, good, because I didn't get yours.

Natalia: I'm going to unpack these inside.

Olivia: Thanks.

Natalia: Okay. Thank you.

Olivia: I've been trying to do this co-parenting thing with you. I can't do that if you don't return my calls.

Phillip: I know. And I'm sorry. I had something that I had to take care of. But you're right. I should have called you back.

Olivia: I'm right?

Phillip: Yeah. And I'll try to do better.

Olivia: Okay. You and I need to figure out how to respect each other, because I need your help.

Phillip: Okay.

Olivia: Emma adores you, and she needs you, and we need to get along for her sake, you know. So you need to mark your calendar off-- you know, her sweet 16, her prom, her graduation. I expect you to be there, each and every one.

Joe: But in the first quarter, Spaulding stock was not...

James: Gentlemen! All right, you and I both know that your Spaulding stock will outperform anything you got. All right? It always has, always will. You come to the annual meeting, and we'll make you feel special, all right, because you are-- special. Specialer and specialest. There you go, all right? Spaulding loves you. All right, I've got to go. Rock on!

Cristina: One actually turned out okay.

Ashlee: It's a miracle. I wonder how it tastes?

Lizzie: We have to frost it first. We have to practice the frosting.

Cristina: Okay, well, the frosting is right here. And that actually looks pretty good, too.

Lizzie: We're not going to have a...

Ashlee: Well, fine, bridey, get to work.

Cristina: I cannot believe you're getting married already. It seems like you just got engaged.

Lizzie: I think we did.

Ashlee: I was so positive that Bill was going to propose to you on the stage at Sinbad at Islands of Adventure. It was just so romantic.

Cristina: When he came down on that rope, I fell in love with him for a second.

Ashlee: Yeah, me, too. So how did he ask you?

Lizzie: Okay, it was after the Sinbad show, and we went for a walk, and he took me to this garden. We had a picnic, and we just...

Ashlee: And then?

Cristina: And then she can't tell us that part.

Lizzie: And after that, he pulls out this ruby red ring thing from a treasure box from the show, and he said I need to marry you.

Ashlee: Wow.

Cristina: Remy just asked me.

Lizzie: To marry you?

Cristina: Mm-hmm.

Ashlee: What did he say? What did he do? Where was it? Where were you?

Cristina: Well, we were getting out of the shower, and he just... he got down on one knee and popped the question.

Ashlee: Was he naked?

Cristina: He was wearing a towel. Simmer down.

Ashlee: That is so amazing.

Lizzie: What did you say?

Cristina: I said no.

Ashlee: What?

Cristina: No, we're not getting married. We did that once, and it was more than enough. It works for some people, but Remy and I screw it up.

Ashlee: No one has ever asked me, although I'm sure someone will when I meet the right guy.

Lizzie: Of course they will. And then you can say no, too.

Buzz: Made these while they were practicing. So crazy. Doesn't last long, does it, good time? You know, carefree, laughing with friends.

Lillian: None of it lasts long enough-- I mean, not the good times or the bad times. It just can disappear like that. I mean, I hate it. It really makes me angry.

Buzz: You okay?

Lillian: I just don't want it to end.

Buzz: It's not.

Lillian: I want it to keep going.

Buzz: It's not. It's here right now. You're sitting here, about to eat a chocolate cupcake. This is what's happening. This is the moment.

Lillian: And I do like chocolate.

Buzz: You do?

I don't care for what they say

about the games that God may play

'cause we need you right here by our side

flowers don't live too long I've seen the candle burn away

but a song may just carry us through these times...

Olivia: I just want to give you a heads up before I talk to Emma. And don't think that you can change my mind, okay?

Phillip: Okay.

Olivia: Natalia and I have made a decision. We're going to sit Emma down, and we're going to tell her about us.

Phillip: She doesn't know?

Olivia: No. No, she doesn’t. But we're going to sit her down, we're going to talk to her. And then we're going to go to the Bauer barbecue together. Say something.

Phillip: I do have one request.

Olivia: I figured.

Phillip: If you could arrange it so I could be around when Rick figures it out, I'd kind of like to watch his head explode.

Olivia: That's not funny, that's not funny.

Phillip: Hey, look, I'm not making fun. And, you know, I've already told you, I don't have any issue with you and Natalia. You know, I think she's great. And as long as Emma is happy and secure...

Olivia: She is.

Phillip: I know, I know. So I say go for it. But, you know, you're going to turn a few heads at the barbecue. You know, people are going to talk.

Olivia: Oh, I know. I can see you guys hanging around the grill with all the grill tools, making stupid frat boy jokes.

Phillip: There probably will be some of that-- although you never know. People may just look at the two of you and say, "Look how happy they are."

Olivia: I don't really care what people say. I just... look, if Reva showed up with a woman, I would make a few jokes myself. I don't want Emma to hear anything.

Phillip: Well, if I hear anybody saying anything bad about you in front of Emma, don't worry, I'll shut it down.

Olivia: And Rafe and Frank, too, because they don't deserve that.

Phillip: I'll do whatever I can.

Olivia: Okay, thanks. I think everything's going to be okay.

In every direction my intention scatters and stalls

it's hard to stay focused I know you see it all...

Alan: Well, Clay.

Clay: Mr. Spaulding.

Alan: Larry, Joe. I hope that my grandson has been briefing you all well.

Clay: He was.

Alan: Was? Where is he now?

Joe: He told us to rock on, at your expense. (Music playing) (sirens)

Lizzie: I needed this. I'm a little queasy after all that sugar.

Lillian: You know, I really had my doubts about you and Bill and this do-it-yourself wedding. But to be honest with you, I think you're going to pull it off.

Lizzie: Well, thank you. It was easy. The cake, I think we made almost enough to feed ten guests, so we just have to make about ten more of those, just maybe a little prettier.

Lillian: Well, honey, you know, I could make those cakes for you.

Lizzie: No, no, no, no. See, that's what is so amazing. When Bill and I do things together, it just falls into place, just like our lives.

Lillian: I just wish you and Bill could be... I wish you could be as happy as are you right now.

Lizzie: Well, I will be, because I have Bill.

Lillian: Honey, whenever you have a rough time or something, I want to you hold on to what you're saying. I want you to hold on to Bill so tight. Promise me?

Lizzie: Yeah.

Phillip: It can't be over. I'm not ready. I'm not finished. I haven't found whatever it is I'm supposed to find. I need more time. Three months. Okay. That's not a lot, but I'll take it. But here's the deal. You've got to give me all of it. You can't cut it short. You can't let me leave here without finishing what it is I came to do. I don't know what that is yet, but I promise I'll spend the next three months figuring it out. And I'll say all of the things that I haven't said. You give me the whole three months, and I'll try to understand what it is I'm supposed to leave behind.

So break me out tonight I want to see the sunrise...

James: Hi, Officer. Did I do something wrong?

Olivia: Okay, Emma, Emma, Emma, we're not going to start without you, okay? Five minutes away. I got it. I'm excited about the barbecue, too. I'm very excited.

Break me out...

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Reva: You miss your daddy, don't you? I miss your daddy, too.

Frank: I'm at the police station with your son.

Josh: What happened?

Frank: He was just picked up with a DUI, an open container.

Emma: Where's Natalia? I want to start mixing.

Natalia: Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Emma: Are you okay? Mom says you're sick. Is it your stomach?

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