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Wednesday, February 1, 2006
Today’s episode was directed by Sonia Blangiardo and written by Melissa Salmons.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Henry: Let's go. Come on. Emily: Okay, coming. God, I can't believe that actually worked. Henry: Yeah, neither can I. And I hate making the getaway in heels, so let's be very surgical and fast. Yeah? Emily: Okay, go. You take that side of the room and I'll look over here. Listen to me. Listen carefully. Take anything that looks suspicious. Anything that would link Paul to Meg. Henry: No, Emily, that would be suspicious. We don't take anything, we leave the room exactly as it is, all right? Emily: Fine, fine, okay, fine. Henry: Just look around, we try to gather some information. We get names, we get numbers -- gallons. Emily: What? Henry: It's credit card receipts for gas stations. What, is she filling up three times a day? Emily: Yeah, looks like it. Look, 13 -- 15. Henry: This is 16 -- for her car, that's got to be -- that's a full tank, isn't it? Emily: Yeah, yeah, yeah. If she's filling up every time -- I mean, it's not like she drives an SUV or a gas guzzler, right? Henry: No she doesn't. So to burn this much gas, she's got to be going like a hundred miles a day, maybe more. Where is she going? Emily: Please, we know damn well where she's going! Henry: Where, Emily? Emily: To Paul. She's going to Paul.
Emily: What are you doing? Henry: I'm putting them together. I'm looking for a pattern, Emily. She doesn't seem to go to the same place that often. Emily: That's what I'm talking about. She's covering her tracks, Henry! Henry: Maybe. Emily: Not maybe, definitely. Would you just think about it for a minute. We are all creatures of habit. We go to the same stores. We take the same route when we drive to work. We go to the same service station -- Henry: Her life has not exactly been routine since dusty threw her out, Emily. Emily: You know I'm right. This is all very suspicious. Henry: It's curious, all right. It's curious, that's it. Emily: Money. Think about the money, Henry? Meg is unemployed, she's living in a Lakeview suite and she's filling up her car with tanker loads of gasoline. How? How's she paying for it? Henry: She is paying for it. Emily: She can't! Henry: Yes. The whole room is under her name on a credit card. Emily: What? Henry: I called in a favor. I checked it out. Emily: Well -- that doesn't mean she's got the cash to pay the bill. Henry: I never let it stop me. Emily: Assuming she has the same scruples you do, she would never risk burning any more bridges in Oakdale. She got the money from somewhere, Henry. Henry: Come on Emily! You still think it's Paul? Emily: Yes. If Paul survived the shooting, he would need drugs, right? Well, Meg's been running around town with a purse stuffed full of medication. Henry: Maybe she's dealing. Emily: Would you stop fighting me on this, please? She is helping him, I know it, I can feel it. It's the only way the pieces fit. Henry: Except for the fact that he is dead, Emily. That piece doesn't quite fit in the puzzle, does it? Emily: Henry, stop talking and start looking. I heard him. I don't know how, but he's alive and Meg has him stashed away someplace. Someplace where she can drive to. And we are not finished searching here until we figure out where.
Henry: Look, you've been under a lot of stress here lately. You've got to admit that. Emily: Yeah. Henry: Yeah, you have, and you didn't want to go to that church, and I made you go to that church, didn't I? I made you go. And then you got there and Barbara was a dragon, and she said those horrible things to you -- and you haven't been in a very good place. So, you wanted to hear a great voice. Maybe the voice -- the last kind voice that you heard. Emily: He stood me up at my wedding, Henry, and I shot him in the back. Henry: Yeah, I know. And ever since then, you've been wishing that he's alive, haven't you? Emily: Yeah. Henry: Yeah, you have. I know you have. So it was the answer to your prayers. It was a way to bring Paul back to life. Emily: If I had just heard his voice, I would believe that, I would believe that my mind was playing tricks on me. But it was Meg. She looked panicked when I walked outside of the church, you know, like she was looking for something. And she wanted me gone, Henry. I am telling you, we are not leaving this place until we figure out why. Henry -- Henry: Shh, shh, shh! Emily: Don't shush me! Henry: Shh, it's her, she's coming back.
Meg: Hello? Paul: Are you mad? Meg: I'm packing. Paul: You're going some place. Great. I hope you go someplace nice. Meg: I will. Paul: Meg, look, it wasn't just the money. Or the fact that you're a great nurse, which you are. I would've died three or four times if it wasn't for you. I know that. Meg: Do you? Paul: Yeah, I do. But more than that, you've been a -- [ Paul sighs ] You've been a friend. And I haven't had too many of those, believe it or not. Meg: I believe it. [ Paul chuckles ] Paul: Well, I appreciate it. Thanks. That's all I wanted to say. Meg: Yeah, well, I have a plane to catch. Paul: You're still mad, aren't you? Meg: I'll call you later. Where the heck did I put the phone?
[ Knock at the door ] Meg: Hi. Bellman: Your car's downstairs, ms. Snyder. If you could sign for it? Meg: Yeah, great, thanks. There you go. The bag is on the bed. Bellman: Just the one? Meg: Yeah. It's ready to go. Can you tell the driver that I'll down in just a couple of minutes? There you go. Bellman: Thanks. Meg: Thank you. Ah, there you are. All right. Henry: Steady, steady, steady. Emily: Quit talking about steady! She's leaving town! Probably to meet Paul. He's probably already there. Henry: What? Emily: Lisa and Babs are right outside the door. Henry: Lisa and Babs? We gotta get out of here before Meg figures out that's not her phone. Emily: What? You switched the phone? Henry: Yeah, I switched the phone. I had one that's undetectable. Untraceable. Emily: Oh, my god, I'm not even gonna ask. Henry: So she couldn't bring it back to me. Listen, just check her phone now. Check the call log, please. Emily: Okay, fine, fine, fine, fine. Okay, that's -- it's the same number. Henry, six, seven, eight times. Henry: That's incoming. Check outgoing. Emily: Fine. It's the same thing. What's up with the pattern? Henry: Do you know that number? Emily: Henry, no, I don't know the pattern. But why would the same person -- all right, there's only one way to find out. Let's call.
Henry: Wait, wait. Emily: Henry, stop it. There's only one way to find out who's on the other end of those calls. Henry: What if it's a set-up? Emily: What? Henry: Think about it. Think about it for just a second. What if Meg really does know that you killed Paul. That's what you think, right? Emily: I think she knows something. Henry: What if she's working with the cops, man? Yeah. You've been wondering why she hasn't blackmailed you or something like that? Maybe she's trying to redeem her name by helping the police find Paul's killer. Emily: The police think he committed suicide. Henry: How do you know that? Emily: Because I know. I know Hal's face. He cannot lie to me, okay, even now. The police think he killed himself. Henry: Listen to me. If Meg knows better, and she went to them -- Emily: What? What does that mean? I mean, what does it prove if I call her phone? That I'm spying on Meg? I'll take the hit for that. I don't care. Henry: No, just give me the number, let me trace the location. Emily: Henry, I don't have time! Okay? If I smell trouble, I'll say wrong number and I'll hang up. Just stand there and be quiet. [ Cell phone rings ] Paul: Hello? Meg? Hello?
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