A hot bath, bed, & a door that locks - 07.15.02
(Armed guards walk into the hotel dragging Paul with them.)
Rose: Paul, Paul!
Paul: Rose D'Angelo. Hey! Hey, hey, get your hands off her!
Rose: Don't you hurt him! Don't you dare hurt him!
Paul: Babe, that's fine. All they want is money.
Rose: Money? You've got money. Money, money, money!
Paul: All right.
Lucinda: What's the matter with you guys? You're all the same, all corrupt. This guy is an American citizen. Oh, you were here before.
Paul: Lucinda, just give them some cash!
Lucinda: Oh, all right. I just resent the whole thing. For heaven's sake, what kind of a world is this coming to there, go. Go.
Rose: Oh! Oh, no! Paul! Oh, I thought they'd killed you! Oh! What, did they take your money?
Paul: I was worth more to them alive. Just get these things off me.
Rose: Oh they beat you. They beat you.
Paul: Yeah, well, they - they got a few lucky shots, but I'm fine.
Rose: Oh!
Paul: Thanks, Lucinda.
Lucinda: Yeah, this is costing more than a week in the Riviera.
Rose: We've got to get you to a doctor like, now.
Paul: I'm fine. I am fine. I don't need a doctor. Have you found Joe? Simon, did he make it? Henry, Cooley, did they show up?
Katie: Uh, no - yes and no. Yes, and he's dead.
Paul: Katie, you okay?
(Paul groans)
Rose: Oh, take it easy.
Paul: I'm fine.
Katie: I'm fine. You look awful, Paul.
Rose: Oh, he's okay he just needs to clean up those cuts.
Paul: All I need is a hot bath, a bed and a door that locks.
Rose: Oh, let's give you a bath. And then a steak, and then -
Paul: Show me the way, gorgeous.
Lucinda: We'll call you if we need you.
Paul: All right. The phone's gonna be off the hook, Lucinda. Thanks.
Lucinda: Okay. Now, Paul is found. Rose is found. There's hope for Joe.
Neurotic fashionistas and business ledgers - 07.24.02
Rose: The thought of those thugs just beating you up, it just makes me crazy.
Paul: I wasn't hurt - badly.
Rose: And now I'm yelling at you for coming down here after me. I swear, I'll never leave you again. Never, ever, ever, ever, I mean it.
Paul: Good, that sounds good by me. And I have no intention of leaving this hellhole until we find your father. Hmm?
Rose: You're a dream. You know that? Now, just tell me the truth.
Paul: Okay.
Rose: Aren't you a little bit - little bit, you know, sorry that I came into your life? I mean, I'm like a four-tire blowout on the New Jersey turnpike.
Paul: Never. My life before you was neurotic fashionistas and business ledgers. I've climbed a few mountains, but being stuck here with you - I'd do it a hundred times over just for this.
Paul: Joe is gonna be fine. You'll see.
Rose: Thank you for believing in a life with my pop in it.
Lucinda: Oh, you're feeling better, Paul?
Paul: Yeah. Hey, Lucinda.
Rose: Do my eyes deceive me or were you talkin' to Henry Coleman?
Katie: He tried to steal the provenance from the safe.
Rose: Did you call the police? I mean, not that I'd trust those people any more than I trust that parasite.
Lucinda: Relax. Relax, Rose. We're putting him to good use in exchange for not dropping him in a dank, dark dungeon.
Katie: He will be following Donovon Curry.
Rose: The anti-Simon?
Katie: Yes. And with any luck, we believe that he'll lead him to your dad and Simon.
Paul: All right, well, then I'm following him. I don't trust that -
Rose: No, no. Next time you try to play the hero, I'm gonna sit on you.
Paul: You can't honestly put your faith in Henry Coleman?
Rose: Henry Coleman? You know what? He would turn his mother in for 10 bucks and a martini.
Katie: That's true. But what other choice do we have?
Now you're talking - 07.25.02
Paul: How do we know you'll hold up your end of the bargain? How do we know you even have Joe?
"Simon": Well, well, well. Finally someone's thinking. Good work, son. It's story time, kiddies. (pulls out a tape recorder) Gather 'round. A message from dear old pop. Sit, Rose. Sit! Good girl. You've been well-trained. (plays the tape of Joe)
Joe: Rosie, bella bambina,
don't give in to this joker.
And Rosie - don't you worry about me.
I'm gonna be okay, no matter what they tell you.
Your old pop is gonna be just fine, and so are you.
Just do what you do, right? I love ya', cara mia.
I love you -
Rose: What do did you did to him?! What did you do to him?!
"Simon": Oh! Finally we understand each other, huh? I've got something you want, and you've got something I want. Now, are we gonna make a deal?
Rose: You're killing him! You are killing my pop!
"Simon": I'm not killing him, Rose. You are.
Katie: It'll be okay. We'll find that diamond, we'll find your father, we'll bring him home. He'll be fine.
Rose: He's gotta get to a hospital! He can't even see a doctor because this maniac will not tell us where he is!
"Simon": So give me the diamond, and you can do with him whatever you choose.
Paul: All right, you need a hostage, you take me. Let her father go free.
"Simon": No, that's, okay. Hey, thanks for the heroics, though. But there's not much fight left in the old man, if you know what I mean. He's a lot easier to control. 24 hours.
Rose: What was that?! What are we supposed to do here?! I mean, we have no idea where the hell that diamond is!
Katie: Okay, we're just gonna turn this island upside down, we'll bribe the right people. It's okay. If Simon and I can make it through Malta, we can bring your father back.
Rose: I am not leaving here without my pop, you hear me?
Paul: Now you're talking.
Rose: If only dead men could talk.
Katie: Cooley must have hidden that diamond somewhere on this island. We'll just start throwing money around. We'll start with Desi, we'll get as much information can, and we'll find it. We'll take it to not-Simon, we'll find my Simon, and then we'll be done, okay?
Rose: This is killing me. I mean, my pop, he's holdin' on for dear life here, all because of this stupid rock that has brought me nothin' but bad luck since I found out what it was worth. That guy is right. If anything happens to my pop, I'm gonna know that it's my fault.
Katie: This is not your fault, Rose. You can't blame yourself for things that are completely out of your control. Your dad's a tough guy. He's gonna get out of this just fine.
Rose: You think so? It's just that everything and thinking about me, who I am is - is my pop, you know? He's the last of the D'Angelos. If he dies -
Katie: He's not gonna die, Rose.
Rose: If he dies, then part of me is going with him.
Lucinda: Dear -
Rose: The best part of me.
Lucinda: Desi's got a guard 24 hours a day on the safe just in case. You holding up?
Rose: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm great. I want my pop.
Henry: What's a guy got to do to get a martini around here?
Rose: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Did you find him?! Did you follow him out of here?! Where did he go?! Where did - the guy, the guy, the other Simon?!
Katie: Did he - did he lead you to my Simon?
Lucinda: What about Joe?
Paul: Yeah, what about -
Henry: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. One at a time here! Yes, yes, I followed the impostor all the way from El Diabolito to what can best be described as a jail, and that's where I found Simon. The real Simon.
Katie: Is he okay? Tell me. You've got to lead me to him. You've got to take me to him. He needs me.
Henry: No, no. I'll tell you what Simon needs, and it's not his hysterical little wife running wild in that jail, all right?
Katie: Did he leave a message for me?
Henry: Oh, yeah, two messages - one for Rose, and one for Paul. Paul? Listen, Simon says, and I'm paraphrasing here, "get some dynamite, blow up the jail." He wants out.
Henry: Now, I don't know where in this god-forsaken banana republic we're supposed to find explosives, but -
Paul: All right. There's - there's a motor p here. There's got to be some gasoline somewhere on the premises.
Henry: You can make explosives? Oh, young Mr. Stenbeck, I do not want to know.
Paul: All right, Rose, Lucinda, start a search of this place. I want every room checked, every inch of this place checked. I'll talk to Desi, see if he can put his hands on some materials that can get Simon out of jail, all right?
Lucinda: You go to housekeeping, look for ammonia. I'll go to the garden shed, look for fertilizer.
Paul: Okay.
Lucinda: Are you ready?
Rose: All ready um, are you okay?
Katie: Yeah. We're both gonna be okay.
Rose: Come on, come on. Go.
Paul: All right, be careful.