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Episode # 10509 ~ Victor learns troubling information about Phyllis; Fen visits Michael & Lauren.

Provided By Suzanne

Michael: [Groans] No. Mm.

Lauren: Did you get the coffee?

Michael: Uh... we should get a suite.

Lauren: [Chuckles] What about breakfast?

Michael: We could order room service later.

Lauren: I like the way you think... unless, of course, this is about your hangover, and all you really want to do is lie down.

Michael: What -- you mean all this?

Lauren: Yes.

Michael: It will just take a little TLC to take care of this. Look, I'm gonna reschedule my appointment.

Lauren: Uh, Michael, no.

Michael: Come on.

Lauren: Mnh-mnh.

Michael: Listen, we can spend all day in bed.

Lauren: We don't need to spend all day in bed.

You need to get to that appointment.

Michael: What will you give me if I do?

Lauren: I will give you kisses.

Michael: Oh! Ow!

Lauren: Ooh, I keep forgetting about your jaw.

Michael: Just give me kisses. It'll make it all...

Lauren: Right there?

Michael: ...Better.

Lauren: Okay.

Michael: Yeah. Okay.

Lauren: Okay.

Michael: All right.

Lauren: I'll go.

Michael: Now let's get that room.

Lauren: No.

Michael: Let's get -- you know? I like this freedom of playing hooky. This empty-nester thing -- I could get used to it. This is good. This is --

Fenmore: Thanks a lot.

Lauren: Ohh!

Michael: Oh, my --

Sharon: Not my best look.

Nick: I disagree. I actually think you look beautiful. In fact, I'm going to enlarge this, frame it, and hang it up in our house after our wedding.

Sharon: [Chuckles] Are you still drunk?

Nick: [Groans] Unfortunately for my head, no.

Sharon: Here. Black...with a side of aspirin.

Nick: Ohh. [Sighs] Will you marry me again?

Sharon: Only if you'll marry me again.

Nick: Deal.

Sharon: [Chuckles] Who took that one?

Nick: I don't know. It could have been a cop, some lurking reporter. Who knows?

Sharon: Are you regretting last night?

Nick: Are you kidding? No way. No one will ever forget that bachelor party.

Sharon: How'd you sleep?

Nick: Not great. I missed you.

Sharon: The things we do for pre-wedding tradition.

Nick: Well, after tomorrow, I promise not to sleep in another bed without you again.

Sharon: I'm gonna hold you to that.

Nick: Okay.

[Door opens]

Summer: Hi. Where's faith?

Nick: Uh, she's still upstairs. Did you get laryngitis from too much partying?

Austin: Yeah, we're, uh -- we're keeping out voices down for the same reason we didn't ring the bell.

Noah: I can't handle loud noises.

[Laughter]

Faith: Here I am!

Austin: Hi!

Noah: There you are.

Nick: There she is.

Summer: Happy birthday!

Austin: Happy birthday, faith.

Nick: How is my beautiful little birthday girl?

Noah: I'm gonna take that.

Summer: Are you excited?

Faith: Yep. This is gonna be my happiest birthday ever.

Sharon: Ohh.

Noah: It's gonna be so good.

Nick: What do you think you're gonna get? What do you think you're gonna get?

Sharon: Uh...

Faith: Big robot.

Sharon: A robot?

Summer: A big robot?

Victor: I'm sorry I missed you, my sweetheart. Are you out celebrating faith's birthday? I wish I were there, instead of being all these thousands of miles away, you know? But I promise you I'll be back before Nicholas gets married, okay? I love you. Bye.

Dr. Jorgensen: Mr. Newman?

Victor: Dr. Jorgensen.

Dr. Jorgensen: I didn't realize you were here.

Victor: Well, I've finished sightseeing in your beautiful city. So, have you got any results?

Dr. Jorgensen: This is a complicated process, Mr. Newman.

Victor: You have told me that, and I respect it. But I've asked you to please rush along with the testing procedure, okay? I need to know...whether faith is my son's daughter.

Kevin: Hey, hey, hey. Whoa.

Mariah: Sorry.

Kevin: What are you looking at?

Mariah: Uh, that guy.

Kevin: What about him?

Mariah: Well, he's kind of gorgeous.

Kevin: [Sighs] I don't see it.

Mariah: [Chuckles] Well, you look terrible.

Kevin: Yeah, well, last night's events took a toll.

Mariah: Tell me about it.

Kevin: Is that a double espresso?

Mariah: Triple.

Kevin: I should start drinking some. This way, maybe we'll both be recovered in time for the wedding. Speaking of, when would you like me to come pick you up?

Mariah: I wouldn't.

Kevin: Huh?

Mariah: Well, because I'm doing the whole bridesmaid thing, I got to get to the church early and...

Kevin: Well, I mean, I could still come get you and hang out beforehand so you don't have to be unaccompanied.

Mariah: Kevin, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about this.

Kevin: What idea is that?

Mariah: About me asking you to be my date. I hope that you know that it's not a date-date.

Kevin: [Chuckles] Yeah. I know that.

Yeah, I'm at the location now. Well, it's great real estate. If we can get rid of the businesses, it'd be perfect for our purpose. Take a look at those specs I sent you. I've got to take care of a personal matter. All right.

Avery: This is ridiculous. You have to let Dylan go.

Paul: Not until he's questioned, Avery.

Harding: And depending on how the questioning goes, he may not even make bail.

Avery: Do not threaten my client, detective. Why put us through this when you know it's a waste of time?

Paul: Because I don't know, and we're playing this by the book.

Avery: For god's sake, Paul, Dylan is your son!

Paul: Yes, he is my son... and he's also a prisoner with cause.

Avery: That remains to be seen.

Paul: Don't underestimate our case, Avery. I suggest you prepare for arraignment.

Avery: That won't be necessary. We can dispense with these accusations with one interview. Dylan didn't do this.

Harding: Oh, it's gonna take more than McAvoy's statement to make this go away. It doesn't get more serious.

Avery: What is this one talking about?

Paul: Chris is charging Dylan with murder in the first degree.

Nick: So, we decided to keep the celebration just among us.

Noah: Grandpa let you get away with that, huh?

Sharon: He's out of town.

Noah: Aha.

Nick: And your grandmother is resting.

Noah: Is she okay? Is it her M.S.?

Nick: I-I think she just overdid it last night.

Noah: Oh.

Nick: You remember that part where we ended up in jail?

Noah: No, I don't remember anything.

Nick: Well, it happened, and if that happens to a grandmother, she needs a few days to recover. Plus, I already told the whole family we'll have a really big party for faith after the wedding.

Noah: I don't think she seems to mind.

Nick: No.

Faith: Do you like puppies?

Austin: I do.

Faith: Do you like playing games?

Austin: I love games.

Faith: How about dolls?

Austin: Dolls?

Faith: Don't you like them?

Summer: He loves dolls. Don't you?

Austin: Of course. In fact, I refuse to talk to anyone who doesn't like dolls.

Faith: Good.

Sharon: Faith, um, maybe we should give your brother-in-law a break, huh? These are her interview questions. She asks everyone she knows.

Nick: Plus, I think she's just trying to figure out if you got her something that she actually wants.

Noah: Well, why don't you stop wondering and start opening so we can figure out what kind of loot you got?

Summer: Yes.

Faith: I want to wait till Mariah gets here.

Summer: Um...Mariah's coming?

Sharon: I did tell her it's faith's birthday, but I was hoping she would come. It's getting kind of late.

Noah: Typical. One thing Mariah's good at -- hurting people.

Mariah: Are you absolutely, positively sure about that? There's no part of you that thought that this was a date-date?

Kevin: Yes, I'm sure. Aren't you?

Mariah: Definitely.

Kevin: Good. [Inhales deeply] Well, now that we know what this isn't, maybe we should talk about what this not-date date is, exactly.

Mariah: Well, it's me asking a friend to go to a wedding that I didn't even want to go to, let alone be in, so that I don't have to stand there and look like a loser all by myself.

Kevin: You're not a loser.

Mariah: Oh. Me? No, no, no. I'm just the girl who is trying to get over the emotional scars of being unloved by the woman who she thought was her mother and then manipulated by a psycho who tried to drug and marry her, so...no, that doesn't sound pitiful at all.

Kevin: You enjoy taking these swipes at yourself?

Mariah: It's better me than everybody else.

Kevin: But, deep down, you blame yourself.

Mariah: Who else?

Kevin: Mariah, none of that stuff -- being taken from your mom, being dissed by your un-mom, then being scammed by the guru/husband -- none of that is your fault.

Mariah: If I wanted therapy, I'd take a shrink to the wedding. Thank you.

Kevin: Well, why don't you just take him to the wedding?

Mariah: Because I would never do something like that to you.

Lauren: Ohh, I can't believe it!

Michael: Mm!

Lauren: [Chuckles] Oh, no. Aren't freshmen supposed to pack

on weight? What'd you do? Lose weight?

Michael: Skinny.

Lauren: Ohh.

Fenmore: Really? You're gonna talk about appearances, rocky?

Lauren: Yeah. So, did you lose weight? What happened? What are you eating?

Fenmore: Oh, I'm eating all the pizza and nachos I can stand, but I've been traveling all night, so, uh, can I get some real food?

Lauren: Yes, yes. Let's get you fed.

Fenmore: Thank you.

Lauren: My goodness. We missed you so much.

Fenmore: No, you haven't. I just heard dad say you were enjoying being empty nesters.

Michael: Listen, I can enjoy being alone with your mother and still miss you.

Lauren: I can't believe you're here. How did you find us?

Fenmore: Oh, I just dropped my bags at home, then called dad's office, and found out you two were having breakfast here. Thought I'd surprise you. Isn't it more fun this way?

Michael: All right. Are you in trouble?

Paul: I couldn't ignore the evidence against Dylan.

Avery: What evidence?

Dylan: Exactly -- ward's body hasn't even been found.

Avery: There's no proof he's even been murdered, let alone by Dylan. You're making a huge mistake.

Harding: Yeah, we'll see about that. I'm interrogating this guy.

Avery: Not without me.

Dylan: Paul, I didn't do anything wrong.

Harding: Oh, according to the evidence, you did plenty.

Avery: Are you really gonna let this happen?

Paul: Get it done, Harding.

Harding: Come on.

Mariah: I have done some awful things.

Kevin: Yeah. Who hasn't?

Mariah: But I'm trying not to be that person anymore -- mostly.

Kevin: [Chuckles] "Mostly"?

Mariah: I invited you to the wedding, didn't I?

Kevin: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up. If you think you're doing me some sort of favor --

Mariah: No, no. I don't. I don't. I swear.

Kevin: So what do you mean?

Mariah: I just meant that I made a commitment to go to this wedding and to go there with you, and I'm trying to do the things that I say that I'm gonna do.

Kevin: Oh, 'cause you want to do the right thing.

Mariah: No. God. Who cares about doing the right thing? I am just so tired of people yelling at me and looking at me like I'm slime.

Kevin: Getting the slime eye does suck.

Mariah: Yeah. Big-time.

Kevin: There's also the other thing.

Mariah: What other thing?

Kevin: You like me.

Mariah: Ohh, do I?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Mariah: Yeah, yeah. Uh, you are getting ahead of yourself, fisher.

Kevin: You're the one who invited me out on this not-date date.

Mariah: Because you look like the kind of guy who owns a suit. Do you? Do you, in fact, own a suit?

Kevin: Yeah, I think I can scrounge one up.

Mariah: And I bet you know which fork to use first in the whole table.

Kevin: No, no, no. I eat with my fingers -- kind of like that.

Mariah: That makes sense. [Chuckles]

Kevin: I will not embarrass you, Mariah.

Mariah: You had better not. It'll give me one less thing to dread about this wedding.

Kevin: Look, maybe it won't be as bad as you think.

Mariah: It'll definitely be as bad as I think. And it won't be half as much fun as the bachelor and bachelorette party last night.

Kevin: No.

Mariah: [Chuckling] Yes.

Summer: Have you met her?

Austin: Well, she came through at the party. She got the stripper.

Summer: Yeah, I guess that did add some fun to the party.

Austin: [Chuckles]

[Footsteps approaching]

Sharon: Faith, I think it's very sweet that you want to wait for Mariah, but she may not show up.

Faith: Didn't you invite her?

Sharon: Well, she knows it's your birthday, but she might decide to go to your official party after the wedding instead.

Faith: Did Mariah say she'd come?

Noah: You are just full of questions today, aren't you, kiddo?

Sharon: Faith's always full of questions.

Nick: My turn for a question. Let's see. What am I gonna go with? Oh, I know. Are you ever gonna open your presents?

Summer: [Chuckles]

Faith: I guess I can open one present.

Noah: Oh, you got a big one back there. Ohh, boy. Okay, go ahead. Close your eyes. Close your eyes. Wait -- well, don't close them enough that you're gonna --

Nick: She's peeking.

Noah: Ah! If I find out you've been peeking, it's all over. Up, up, up. Okay, stay right here. Stay right here, okay? Don't peek.

Austin: It looks like someone dropped this.

Noah: I'm watching you. If I find out you've been peeking...

Paul: Come on. Oh. Hold on a second. Chris, uh, yeah, it's me. Listen, I know they're keeping you busy up in Madison, but when you get a second, would you mind, uh, calling your husband? I, um -- I didn't want to leave this on voicemail, but before you hear it somewhere else, uh, you should know. I had to arrest Dylan this morning, and I'm gonna have to alert the media soon. There are gonna be a lot of questions about me putting my own son behind bars, and, uh, well, you -- you were right. Justice is most important, no matter what the cost. I, um -- I just hope to God I'm doing the right thing.

[Receiver slams]

Harding: How did the victim's blood get on the Newman driveway?

Dylan: I don't know.

Harding: You sure about that?

Avery: Asked and answered, detective. Let's move this along.

Harding: What about your hand?

Dylan: What about it?

Harding: How did you injure that, again?

Avery: My client already gave a statement about that.

Harding: Right. Uh, so the story is that you chased the victim out of the Newman ranch house. Then you lost him. Then -- wait -- then you went for a walk and, in your anger, put your hand through a window?

Avery: Okay, Dyl-- no. Don't answer this. Obviously, the detective is not taking this seriously.

Harding: I'm just reminding your client what he already admitted. All he's got to do is tell me that's the truth...unless, of course, you want to change that story.

Avery: My client has no comment.

Harding: You got to admit that's kind of hard to buy.

Dylan: Listen to my lawyer.

Harding: All right. Well, you see, I'm not a man who believes in coincidences, so how do you explain being found in the vicinity of the victim's car and the dumpster where his wallet was found?

Avery: You got this from your witness?

Harding: The man who saw and identified your client? Yeah, our witness.

Avery: Yes, well, according to my research, your witness, Jeffrey Bardwell, is notoriously unreliable.

Harding: The man knows what he saw.

Avery: You sure about that? It was dark.

Harding: It wasn't that dark.

Avery: He had just come from a day at the track. So, more than likely, Mr. Bardwell had a drink or two or seven during the races.

Harding: Says who?

Avery: Common sense. And, add to that, your witness has a criminal record, and we both know that's a determining factor in whether or not the jury will believe him, so are you willing to base all your so-called proof on one faulty witness who thinks he saw this decorated soldier in a dark parking lot?

[Knock on door]

[Door closes]

Harding: You make some good points, ms. Clark.

Avery: I thought so, too. So, if that's all that you have...

Harding: Oh, it's not. Even if you can prove that our witness is unreliable, how do you explain the mud from McAvoy's shoes matching the mud in the quarry where the victim's jacket and keys were found?

[Knock on door]

Paul: Yeah? You wanted to see me?

Avery: Yes, your detective has come up with some new so-called evidence.

Harding: The mud on McAvoy's shoes -- it's a match for where our victim may have been dumped.

Avery: The purported victim. You still have no body, and I am entitled to a copy of the forensics report regarding this mud and anything else you're hiding.

Paul: I'm not hiding anything.

Avery: Oh, then where was the search warrant to confiscate and test Dylan's shoes?

Paul: It's right here. The judge signed it earlier this morning when I presented him with all the other evidence against Dylan.

Avery: As attorney of record, I should have been present for the search. How do I know you guys didn't falsify evidence?

Dylan: Paul wouldn't do that, Avery.

Paul: Oh, you think I'd falsify evidence...against my own son? You know, Avery, I didn't want this. I didn't want any of this.

[Door slams]

Harding: The chief, your dad -- he covered for you. He put his reputation on the line for you.

Avery: Really? All I see if Paul's determined to pin Ian's murder on Dylan.

Harding: Well, if that's what he was doing, then why did he keep the muddy boots a secret from the D.A., His wife?

Avery: Paul did that?

Harding: He held out testing as long as he could. I also know how much it's killing him to arrest his own son, and the media's gonna have a field day with this. They're gonna be all over chief Williams, challenging his integrity. You saw how cut-up your dad was about this whole thing. Do the right thing and confess.

Avery: My client isn't guilty.

Harding: Confess that you murdered this guy! Don't put your dad through another trial. Don't put him through pain. A good son would do that.

Sharon: Well, it has your name on it, nick, and nothing else.

Noah: And here it is!

Faith: Ahh!

Noah: Oh, yeah!

Summer: Oh, my gosh. That has got to be from grandpa.

Noah: Wow.

Nick: And grandma. She had it delivered this morning.

Faith: I love it!

Summer: [Chuckles] I remember I got one exactly like that when I was your age.

Noah: Grandpa spares no expense when it comes to his family.

Sharon: Especially with the grandchildren.

Faith: Can I take it outside?

Nick: Boom! Test run! Let's do it.

Faith: Yay!

Sharon: I'll go get the helmet.

Nick: [Grunts]

Summer: Let me see.

Austin: So, were you as excited as faith?

Summer: What do you think?

Austin: Must have been cool, getting Newman-sized gifts every year for your birthday.

Summer: It was awesome, yeah. [Chuckles]

Noah: Then we grew up.

Austin: And the cool gifts stopped coming, or...?

Noah: No, they just came with a few strings attached.

Summer: Not from grandma, though.

Noah: No, that was just grandpa.

Austin: And you're not as close to him?

Noah: We've had our issues recently, but as much as grandpa can tick us off, I don't think any of his grandkids ever doubt how much we mean to him. Come on, let's go check out faith and her awesome bike.

Austin: Yeah.

Victor: Doctor, I think I explained to you before my rather complicated family history. I flew all the way from America to see you here in Stockholm to find out if my son is my granddaughter faith's father.

Dr. Jorgensen: Yes, well, the only thing that I can tell you at the moment is that the two samples you gave me are the same blood type.

Victor: But that doesn't conclude paternity. Does it?

Dr. Jorgensen: That's correct. If you want all 16 markers to be tested for ultimate accuracy, then that will take another day, possibly two -- maybe more.

Victor: I shall wait. I need definitive answers, okay?

Dr. Jorgensen: Good.

Victor: Thank you.

Noah: It's a good thing faith didn't wait for you know who to get here.

Summer: Yeah, no kidding. The rest of the gifts may have gone unopened for days.

Faith: [Gasps] Mr. Pete!

Summer: [Chuckles]

Austin: That's miss patsy's friend, right?

Faith: He's her fiancé.

Nick: Ooh. Whoa.

Austin: Sorry.

Noah: [Chuckles]

Sharon: Very serious.

[Laughter]

Faith: You're the best sister in the world!

Summer: I'm glad you like it. [Chuckles]

Faith: Mariah, you came!

Mariah: Yeah, I did. I wouldn't miss your super-fun birthday. And guess what. I got your most favorite cupcake on the planet.

Faith: [Squeals]

Mariah: [Chuckles]

Austin: Looks like Mariah came through after all.

Faith: Thank you!

Mariah: You're welcome. Sure.

Sharon: Mariah, I'm so glad you made it.

Mariah: Well, I wouldn't miss a chance to hang out with my favorite cellmates.

Faith: What's a cellmate?

Avery: Don't listen to him, Dylan. The detective is trying to manipulate you.

Dylan: I get that. You asked me to think about my father and how my actions will affect him. Well, that's all I've been doing since you dragged me in here. [Sighs] Paul has been nothing but good to me. He's reached out to me time and time again, and, you know, I haven't been ready for this whole father-son relationship, but...I don't want to see him hurt. He's been hurt enough by his other son. And the last thing I want is to make him suffer like that again.

Harding: Plead guilty.

Avery: Dylan is innocent. I promise you -- this case will never go to trial.

Harding: You can't make that promise, and you can't make evidence go away.

Dylan: Harding's right. But so is my lawyer. I'm innocent. And there's no way that I'm gonna confess to something I didn't do.

Fenmore: No, I haven't flunked out of school.

Lauren: And -- and you're healthy?

Fenmore: If that's a polite way of asking if I am back on drugs, I'm not.

Lauren: Okay. And -- and not that we're not thrilled to that you're here, because we are, but why are you here?

Fenmore: Well, there's a statewide conference being held at school. Classes have been canceled, so I -- you know, I just thought I'd come home for a quick visit.

Lauren: Oh, good.

Michael: We're glad you did.

Lauren: Yeah.

Fenmore: Are you? Really?

Lauren: Why would you say that?

Fenmore: Because I was wondering if I should be worried about you.

Michael: Oh, good lord. Put that away.

Lauren: Yeah, we can explain that.

Fenmore: No, no, it's okay. I already heard the story from dad's secretary.

Kevin: Fen!

Michael: Ah, Kevin.

Kevin: Hey, what's up? Thanks for texting me, mike.

Michael: Oh, I thought you'd want to see your nephew.

Kevin: Yeah. You look great.

Fenmore: You sound surprised. I text you all the time.

Kevin: Yeah, you kids and your texts. It wouldn't kill you to pick up the phone every once in a while.

Fenmore: Hey, those cell signals bounce both ways.

Kevin: Touché. Oh, thanks.

Fenmore: So, uh, how are you doing with, you know, the whole Chloe...?

Kevin: Oh, I've completely moved on.

Fenmore: Yeah?

Kevin: Yeah. Yeah. I'm finally in a good place.

Lauren: Oh, now, isn't that amazing that Michael and I had to wait for fen to come home to hear that?

Michael: I can't remember the last time I've heard you sound so positive.

Kevin: What can I say? I'm evolving.

Michael: All right, well, I hate to leave, but I have an appointment.

Kevin: Oh, cancel it.

Michael: Ah, see? Excellent idea.

Lauren: No, it is not an excellent idea.

Michael: No, I can't pass up a chance to spend time with son. Look at him.

Fenmore: Dad, don't change your plans for me. I actually -- I'm about to take off, too.

Lauren: What do you mean? You just got here.

Fenmore: Yeah, there's just someone I-I really have to see. But I'll meet up with you guys later.

Lauren: You said you were starving.

Michael: All right, you know what? I'll walk you out, Fenmore.

Lauren: All right, well...

Fenmore: Thank you.

Lauren: ...Be safe.

Fenmore: You always say that.

Lauren: I always mean it.

Kevin: [Chuckles] So, I guess I'll be seeing you and Michael at nick and Sharon's wedding tomorrow. I got invited from this -- he's not that good-looking.

Sharon: A cellmate is --

Noah: I think there's some presents over there that are just dying to be opened.

Faith: Whoo!

Nick: Good save.

Sharon: Yeah, it -- we want to be honest with her, but that story's best told in the edited version.

Noah: Well, I wouldn't have had to come up with a save if, uh, this one hadn't opened her big mouth.

Summer: You know what? Don't -- don't get on her case.

Noah: You're standing up for her now?

Summer: Somebody reminded me that Mariah did a good deed for Sharon last night, so maybe she is actually capable of thinking of other people.

Mariah: Do you mind saving the backhanded compliment? I don't need you watching my back, and if you're thinking that we had some sort of "girlfriend" moment last night, we didn't.

Sharon: Well, that was a close call. I don't want to have to tell our little girl we ended up in the slammer last night.

Nick: Yeah, I think it turned out okay.

Sharon: No, it did. I just don't want to spend another minute behind bars.

Nick: I don't see that an issue going forward, unless there's something you need to tell me.

Sharon: Ohh...yeah, there is.

Nick: What is it?

Sharon: Well, I haven't told you how much I love you.

Nick: [Sighs] Yeah, you already told me.

Sharon: Oh. Oh, okay. I-I just -- I want to tell you again that, Nicholas Newman, I love you, and our wedding day tomorrow -- it can't come soon enough for me.

Harding: I nearly got a confession out of McAvoy.

Paul: What happened?

Harding: Well, he -- he backed down. He's still claiming he's innocent.

Paul: Well, we figured that would happen. I just heard that, uh, somebody from TV is nosing around. They heard a rumor about Dylan's arrest. So I'm gonna have to make an announcement soon.

Harding: Yeah, I'm sorry how this is all coming down on you, chief. I got to tell you, though, it's impressive -- the way you're putting all this personal stuff aside to get this case closed.

Paul: Yeah, well, I was up all night trying to figure out what was right. And I guess in the end, I, uh -- I realized I have no choice.

Dylan: I sure am glad you're on my side. If you were prosecuting me, I'd be in prison already.

Avery: Please don't joke about this, Dylan. I'm scared this could go very badly for you.

Dylan: It's gonna work out. I promise... especially since we're in this together.

Avery: I wouldn't have it any other way.

Kevin: I feel like the invisible man. You're the second woman today who's swooned over that guy.

Lauren: Well, he's very swoon-worthy.

Kevin: Mm. It doesn't mean you love my brother any less. You can appreciate a good-looking man. Blah, blah, blah.

Lauren: Just like you can appreciate an attractive woman and still be in a relationship.

Kevin: Oh, I'm not in a relationship. I'm in A...

Lauren: Good place?

Kevin: You're not buying that, are you?

Lauren: No, not at all.

Kevin: No, look at me. I'm smiling. I've read that that is a sign of being happy, and this is my good-place face.

Lauren: Really?

Kevin: Mm-hmm.

Lauren: 'Cause it looks like your demented-place face.

Kevin: Lauren, look. You do not have to worry about me. I'm -- I'm working hard. I'm keeping busy. I don't have any time to think about, uh -- about anything.

Lauren: About Chloe? That's what you were gonna say. So, if she walked in here, it wouldn't affect you at all? Hmm?

Kevin: No.

Lauren: No? What's that?

Kevin: Well, it's -- it's -- it's nothing. It's just a ring.

Lauren: Because you wear so much jewelry. You wear all those earrings and those necklaces and those bracelets.

Kevin: No, actually, I-I just wear the ring, but it doesn't mean anything.

Lauren: It means everything.

Kevin: [Scoffs] Lauren, it's a ring. It's not a symbol.

Lauren: Then take it off.

Kevin: No. I've grown accustomed to it. In fact, I'm gonna start wearing more bling -- rings, chains, maybe a tiara.

Lauren: [Chuckles] Okay. Okay. You seem happier than I've seen you in a very long time. That does not mean that I'm not gonna still worry about you, though.

Kevin: I appreciate that. I mean it. And I mean it when I say that I'm in a good place. Or you know what? If I'm not there yet, it's, like -- it's right there. It's just up the road.

Austin: That was a nice party. It was fun watching faith.

Mariah: Yeah, she loved her presents.

Summer: She did. Oh, and speaking of presents, I forgot. I have a present for you.

Austin: You don't have to get me anything. You already got me a $300 tie.

Mariah: You spent how much on a piece of fabric? What a waste.

Summer: Yeah, I don't remember asking for your opinion, Mariah.

Austin: Cool it, Mariah.

Mariah: As far as I'm concerned, you agree with me.

Austin: I'm just saying I didn't marry Summer for her money.

Mariah: I know that, and you know that, but her? I don't know how you can be with someone who doesn't know what you really care about.

Summer: [Sighs] Where does she get off thinking she can talk to me like that -- especially after I was just trying to be nice to her?

Austin: Don't let Mariah get to you.

Summer: [Sighs] You're right. Forget about it. Anyways, more about the present. Um, I know you're gonna think it's really silly, but I was in the toy store looking for a gift for faith, and I saw this book, and it's just about doing what you want to do and living out your dreams, and it made me think of you -- of us. And -- and I hope you like it.

Austin: I love it.

Noah: Hey, faith, do you want me to help you take all these presents upstairs?

Faith: Okay, but I didn't get all of them yet.

Sharon: What do you mean?

Faith: I'm still waiting for my best present -- mommy and daddy's wedding.

Nick: Aww, you're getting that one tomorrow. Definitely.

Sharon: That is a promise.

Faith: [Chuckles]

Noah: All right, let's go.

Nick: You know, this feels like my birthday, too. Although my best present is gonna be making you my wife again.

Sharon: I feel the same way. I can't wait.

Nick: Me either, so let's just -- let's just go do it right now. Let's elope. We'll go get hitched, and we'll tell everyone the good news later.

Sharon: I would. I would do that, but the church is already booked.

Nick: Then we cancel.

Sharon: You'd disappoint our flower girl. And you know what? I am looking forward to dancing at the reception.

Nick: You are a dancing wizard.

Sharon: Remember this move?

Nick: Oh.

Sharon: Yeah. That one. Last time we did this move, we ended up in jail.

Nick: [Chuckles]

Sharon: Last night.

Nick: That's true.

Sharon: [Chuckles] Oh, wait. The note. Funny.

Nick: Hmm.

Sharon: I forgot about it.

Nick: Yeah, me, too. Well, there's nothing on it, so...

Sharon: I wonder who would write you a note and then not finish it.

Nick: That handwriting is -- I don't know. I feel like I've seen it before, though.

Dr. Botnik: Well, that's quite a shiner.

Michael: Yeah, don't ask.

Dr. Botnik: Look, Michael, I'm glad you kept your promise.

Michael: Oh, why not? It's just a formality, right? All's going well with my little magic pills.

Dr. Botnik: That's good to hear.

Michael: And you did just give me a sample.

Dr. Botnik: Well, you knew I wasn't gonna give you a prescription without a full medical work-up.

Michael: Okay. Do we have to go through this? I mean, stress was obviously the major factor.

Dr. Botnik: That's likely, but there can be other causes for sexual issues.

Michael: I'm telling you --

Dr. Botnik: Such as a bunch of things that you and I will probably never have to discuss, so why don't we get this over with, and you can continue spending time with your wife?

Michael: Whatever. Let the fun begin.

Lauren: Hi. I know you're at the doctor's but I just finished talking to Kevin, and you know something? We're really lucky. [Chuckles] We are -- we probably don't recognize it as much as we should, but... we're so lucky to have found one another, and we're lucky to have fen, and we're lucky to live the life that we want. [Chuckling] Anyway, that's all. Oh, I love you. Bye.

Mariah: So, I saw that kids' book on the bar. Did you forget to give it to faith?

Austin: No, it's a present for me from Summer.

Mariah: [Chuckling] Adorable. Just what you need -- a present for a 5 year old.

Austin: Okay, Mariah, that's enough.

Summer: Okay, where is this coming from? I know we're not best friends, but we had a little thaw last night, didn't we? I don't know what happened.

Mariah: Nothing happened. Just never claim that you know me. Just like you don't know all that much about her.

Fenmore: Summer!

Summer: Fen. Hi.

Fenmore: Hey.

Sharon: It looks like feminine handwriting. Could have been someone from my bachelorette party last night. Or maybe even Mariah.

Nick: Hmm. Maybe.

Sharon: Well, whoever it was, they obviously didn't think it was important if they didn't finish it. And neither do I.

Nick: She shoots and scores. Let's go. I'm calling you out. Dance battle. What -- breaking out this one on me? How about this?

Sharon: [Chuckles]

Nick: [Whistles] [Chuckles]

Dr. Jorgensen: If you'd like to go home, I could always --

Victor: No, no, no. I have decided to stay here until the test results are in, okay? This is my one chance at knowing the truth.

Dr. Jorgensen: I can assure you there's nothing we can do to speed up the process. However, you have my word that I will get you the DNA results the instant I have them.

Victor: I appreciate that. Thank you. Yes, Dr. Cutler? I'm glad I got you on the phone. How is Phyllis doing? What is her condition? She what? She left the clinic?

[Knock on door]

Avery: Hold on. [Sighs] Joe.

Joe: Well, you look more beautiful than on the day that I married you.

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