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Tuesday, August 29, 2006 Taking a momentary break from family drama, and apparently alcohol, Henry meets up with his old friend Emily. They discuss their problems and Emily helps Henry by putting Louis' picture and description in her paper. Today’s episode was directed by Chris Goutman and written by Richard Culliton.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Emily: Hi! Henry: Hi! What? Emily: Are you sick? Henry: What, I am not aloud to have a refreshingly cool, nice, non-alcoholic beverage? Emily: Are you really Henry Coleman? Henry: Ha ha ha -- [ Emily laughs ] What are you doing on your feet? Emily: Walking? Henry: Well, no, wait a second -- what happened to complete bedrest? Emily: Well, I can't run a publication from my bed, Henry. Henry: Well, Hugh Hefner does it. [ Emily laughs ] I thought that the doctor said that your blood pressure read like the Dow Jones. Emily: My doctor says that I'm allowed to resume normal activities. Henry: Define "normal," in Emily terms. Emily: Can't. You? Henry: I read the headlines last night -- thank you. Emily: Aw, come on -- anyone can lead with a serial killer story. Henry: Well, just thank you for bearing it. Emily: How's Maddie? Henry: She's not so good, but it's gratifying to know that she's safe and sound in Chicago.
Emily: You're not going to believe this, but Paul and I are actually at a good place. Henry: He's dead? Emily: No, he's not -- Henry: Okay. Emily: He's actually being very supportive about my going back to work and the baby. Henry: Really? What about you? Do you have pangs for what was, or what is, or what could be? Emily: No. Not at all. Henry: Okay. Just remember, Emily, that underneath this new and improved Paul Ryan is the same guy that pushed you off the deep end, literally. Emily: My eyes are wide open, Henry. You don't have to worry about me. Henry: It's not a job, it's a calling. Emily: Aw, I missed you -- Henry: I missed you, too. Emily: My friend. And I don't want to talk about me. Henry: What? Emily: I know that's hard to believe -- [ Laughter ] Seriously, what are the leads on your brother-in-law? Henry: There are none. So, I've got to keep a clear head, so that I can punch out the right guy when they drag him into the police station. Emily: We could always track down the bum together. You could throw a table cloth over me, make me more conspicuous. Henry: No. No, no, no, no, no. I don't want you within a mile of this guy. He has already hurt two gals that are very dear to me, and I don't want to go for the triple play.
Henry: Here. What do you think of that? Emily: It's good. It's a start, but I think you need to punch it up a bit. Henry: Punch it up a bit. Emily: You need to tell the world what the guy's really like. Henry: All right, I can do that. Emily: Henry, I promise you, from now until we find this guy, Louis Browning is page one. Henry: Oh, great. Emily: Pictures, get me lots of pictures of him, okay? Henry: Wow, look at us, using our powers for good. Emily: This guy's not going to be able to show his face in town without somebody calling 911. Henry: Thank you. Emily: Thank -- thank me? Nobody messes with the people I love and get away with it, Henry. Henry: You keep talking like that, I'm gonna let you buy me a martini. Emily: Come on. Henry: Okay, okay.
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