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Tuesday, March 11, 2008 At Gray's command, Henry is kidnapped by Matt and left tied up with Cowboy Jack. He has no one to talk to but a dummy, so he pours his heart out and laments that he's being prevented from being with Vienna. Today’s episode was directed by Michael Eilbaum. No writer listed due to writer's strike.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Shop manager: Hey, you can't leave a dead body in here. Matt: He's not dead, he'll be up in a few minutes, all right. Shop manager: Even worse. This is an office business. Matt: A business that belongs to Gray Gerard. And this delivery comes from him. Shop manager: I've already had police in here investigating. Matt: That's not my problem. Gray wants him to disappear for a couple of days, all right? I'm not going to lug him all around Chicago looking for another place to stash him. He's all yours.
Henry: What are you doing here?
Henry: What'd they get you for? Chewing the scenery? You're a really creepy dude. I don't know what you're grinning about, you're no better off than I am. We're both just a couple of dumped dummies. When I get my hands on the guy who kept me from the most important date of my life, I swear. Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
Henry: Maybe it's time to look on the bright side here. You know? I mean, I've never been a glass is half full kind of guy, unless it's a martini glass and someone else is buying. But there's nothing to make a guy turn over a new leaf like being locked up with Chuckie. So, let's look at the evidence, shall we? If Gray went through all this trouble to get rid of me, it must mean that he is worried that Vienna still has feelings for me. Which means, that in spite of everything, she still loves me. Which means, that I actually have a shot, Chuckie, if I can just get out of here! Come on! For the love of peat moss, would you make like a log and roll over here, please? I need to get out of here before it's too late!
Henry: [Henry singing] 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall. Don't be shy. I bet you kill at karaoke. And don't tell me you don't know any drinking songs because you've got a wooden leg. Ah-ha-ha-ha. Oh. [Henry singing] 98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer take one down, pass it around Vienna!
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