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More of Dustpan & Barbar - 03.03.03
Dusty: Yeah, you shouldn't tell him. It's not your problem. No reason you should suffer. I will tell him that I was stupid, and that I apologized to you. And that I'm now apologizing to him.
(Rose scoffs.)
Paul: Why so serious?
Dusty: Rose will tell you.
Rose: I got a problem with your friend here.
Paul: I thought you two had exchanged peace signs.
Rose: "Make love, not war." That's his motto.
Dusty: Here's the deal -
Bonnie: Hey, you guys, I am taking pictures of the guest of honor. So, come on. Get together. Come on. Whatever. You ready? Smile, guys. One, two, three -
Dusty: Oh, my eyes crossed.
Bonnie: Oh, you two look like best friends.
Paul: Yeah, well, we go way back. See?
Bonnie: Oh, well, it must be good to be back together again.
Paul: Yeah.
Dusty: Thanks.
Bonnie: Sure.
Paul: All right. So, let's hear it. Let's get this thing out in the open right now.
Rose: We signed a peace treaty and he broke it. End of story.
Paul: Sounds like the beginning of a story to me.
Dusty: Yeah. I crossed the line and I offended Rose. It was my fault. You remember back in high school, those dumb little categories in the yearbook?
Paul: Yeah, biggest flirt. Yeah, you won that one hands down.
Dusty: Right.
Molly: You avoiding me?
Dusty: I never avoid a beautiful woman.
Paul: See what I mean?
Molly: That's a good thing. Because this beautiful woman wants to have a drink with you at the bar right now.
Dusty: Give me five minutes.
Molly: Maybe I will, maybe I won't.
Paul: Ouch. Babe, Dusty's having a bad night. You might just want to forgive him so he can get his groove back.
Rose: Oh, well, then maybe you should ask what I have to forgive Mr. Wonderful for. See, he wasn't just flirting. Could this night get any worse?
Paul: What?
(Barbara Ryan arrives. Rose scoffs.)
Rose: See ya.
Paul: Hey, where are you goin'?
Rose: I'm gettin' away from that broad right now.
Paul: Just give me a minute. I'll deal with her.
Paul: You need to stop this charade right now.
Barbara: I didn't realize I needed permission to come greet your old friend Dusty Donovan.
Rose: Yes, you do. So should I call you a taxi or do I have to drag you out of here by your big highlights?
Barbara: Well, clearly, I'm not wanted here. Good night.
Barbara: Dusty. Dusty Donovan. There you are.
Rose: She's stayin'. She faked me out. I'm gonna kill her. I'm gonna kill her.
Barbara: It is so good to see you. I've heard all about your success. I want to hear all your secrets.
Dusty: My secrets?
Barbara: Uh-huh.
Dusty: Well, nothing special. Just a matter of being in the right place at the right time.
Barbara: Mm-hmm. Sounds like instinct to me, and I always toast to instincts. Champagne's on me. Paul, Rose, do you want to join us?
Paul: Don't do this.
Barbara: Don't do what? Greet your old childhood friend?
Paul: It's not gonna work.
Barbara: Paul's changed. Don't you think, Dusty? He used to be quite fond of his mother.
Dusty: Barbara, I'm sorry. Paul and Rose are my friends, and if they're not comfortable having you here, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Paul: Sorry about that, man. I hope I didn't put too much of a damper on your party.
Dusty: You all right?
Paul: Yeah. You okay?
Rose: Aw. My name's Rose. You know, tough and thorny.
Paul: Want to take a ride?
Rose: Yeah. I'll just get my coat and I'll - sure.
Paul: Anything you want.
Paul: All right, baby, let's get out of here.
Rose: Love to.
Mitzi: Scusi?
Paul: Hey, you need a ride?
Mitzi: No, just a word with Rose. Business.
Paul: All right, I'll get the car.
A night you will never forget - 03.10.03
Rose: Paul, hi.
Paul: Hey, Mitz.
Mitzi: Hi. What a surprise.
Paul: You remember Dusty?
Mitzi: Who could forget Dusty.
Rose: What's a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?
Paul: Leaving.
Rose: What?
Paul: You want to make tonight a night you'll never forget? Come with me.
Rose: You want to take me out now?
Paul: Yes.
Rose: On the town? I can't. Look at me, the way I'm dressed.
Paul: You are beautiful.
Rose: I can't.
Paul: Well, you have to, because I'm not giving you another choice.
Rose: We just ordered enough food for a football team.
Dusty: I'm starving. I'll eat it.
Mitzi: Uh, you know, I think that you ought to keep your mitts off other people's food.
Rose: You know -
(Rose groans.)
Rose: I can't go, 'cause then Mitzi's gonna have to call a cab, and the cabs in this town are terrible.
Dusty: That's okay. I'll volunteer. I'd be happy to make Mitzi home - assuming that you want these lovebirds to fly off together. That's what I assume.
Mitzi: You know what people say about assuming.
Rose: Oh, I don't know, I don't know.
Paul: Baby, baby, baby, you are making this very, very hard for me to sweep you off your feet. Now we are leaving Mitzi in very capable hands here. She's got a ride home with a very responsible adult. Our problems are solved, okay?
Rose: What has gotten into you?
Paul: Love. Can we go now?
Rose: Are you sure you're okay with this?
Mitzi: I've eaten with worse.
Rose: That's true. Okay.
Paul: Can we go?
Rose: All right.
Paul: All right, guys.
Rose: Bye.
Paul: Thank you, Dusty.
Spending a little time in heaven - 03.10.03/03.11.03
Paul: What do you mean?
Rose: You dragged me away from a meal with Mitzi - and a meal fit for a king, thank you very much. And you say you're gonna sweep me off my feet.
Paul: Are you feeling swept?
Rose: I'm feeling very swept, but you haven't told me why.
Paul: Well, since you always seem to be a few laps ahead of me, I thought I'd try to surprise you for a change.
Rose: I'm surprised. I'm confused. Have I forgotten an anniversary or something?
Paul: No, it's not so much the day as it is the place. This is the spot where our plans and dreams went off-track last year.
Rose: Oh, sprinkle it with holy water, already. Our engagement party.
Paul: Yes.
Rose: Our engagement party that I had - I couldn't come to the engagement party 'cause I had to go after my pop.
Paul: And we were so close. We were so close to having everything. Had a family and enough friends here to support us. We were committed to one another to live the rest of our lives together through thick and thin, and then all of a sudden, you were gone.
Rose: So that's why you brought me back here, to relive the worst moment in our relationship?
Paul: No. No, no, no, no, no. Completely opposite. Exact opposite. I brought you here to the place we'd almost lost each other, because it is time that we bury the past once and for all.
Rose: So you want to bury our past?
Paul: Forever.
Rose: You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that. Bringing me back here to the scene of our crimes, turmoil and tears, I was - I was afraid you were gonna make me relive that again.
Paul: No, sweetheart. You know I'd never do that. The only thing that I want us to relive is the happiness that we felt the last time we were truly connected to one another. So I brought you back here hoping that we could pick up exactly where we left off the night of that engagement party. Do you think that's a possibility?
Rose: I think the night is filled with possibilities.
Paul: You ain't seen nothing yet.
Rose: I tell you, you're very good, dragging me out of that place, sweeping me off my feet. Very spontaneous.
Paul: Well, I am glad you're impressed. But the truth is, I've been thinking about doing this for weeks.
Rose: Oh, you finally got around to it. Well, hat's off to you.
Paul: Yeah, but tonight - that's not the only thing I've been thinking about lately. I've been asking myself a lot of questions about us.
Rose: You care to share them with me?
Paul: Well, how we feel about each other. Where we've been. Where we're going.
Rose: I've been asking a lot of questions, too. Do you know the answers?
Paul: A couple. First off, I am convinced that we did the right thing by taking things slow when you got back from Italy.
Rose: Yeah, we gotta give ourselves credit for that one, let me tell you.
Paul: Yeah, 'cause it would have been very easy for us to just, you know -
Rose: Jump in bed like a couple of banshees.
Paul: Try to pick up where we left off.
Rose: Same thing. We also had to get to know each other again. What it was like to be around each other.
Paul: Remember why we fell in love.
Rose: Yeah. And I've really enjoyed that part.
Paul: Me, too. So I guess it's safe to say that all of our problems are behind us, right?
Rose: To me, they never happened. You know, I cannot think of one, single, solitary reason that we shouldn't be together.
Paul: I couldn't sleep the other night, and I - so I started watching this - this show about the innate radar in birds.
(Rose laughs.)
Paul: I got a point, I promise. Just stick with me for a second.
Rose: Okay.
Paul: This whole species, they can find their way back no matter where they start from. And it occurred to me that - that you and I, we're a lot like those birds.
Rose: Okay. Couple of homing pigeons we are, yeah?
Paul: Yeah, it might take a while, but we finally find our way back. And now that we have, I want to stay there, okay? I don't want to - I don't want to keep flapping our wings and flying back and forth to one another and - this bird thing just ain't cuttin' it.
Rose: No, it's cute. You're very cute when you trip all over yourself.
Paul: There's just - there's so much that I want to say to you.
Rose: Well, it sounds like you're leading up to something important. Or are you just tryin' to get me naked?
Paul: And what would be wrong with that?
Rose: Well, I could tell you what's wrong with that - nothing.
Paul: The only thing is - just getting you naked is not the way I look at it. For me, making love to you is like - leaving this earth and spending a little time in heaven.
Rose: Yeah, that is a trip that I would really like to take. But I got to ask you something - am I packing for the night or am I bringing everything I got?
Paul: So I guess I've made myself pretty clear tonight. I don't want tonight to be about the past. It's about the present and the future.
Rose: It's always good to look ahead.
Paul: Because what we have, babe, is what people dream about. You know, some people wait their whole lives to have what we have, and we already have it. And that's why we're lucky, and that is why - I'm not sure quite how to say this -
Rose: Well, you know, one word after another usually works for me. That's -
Mitzi: Excuse me. Sorry. Sorry to interrupt. I just really need to talk to Rosie right away.
Rose: No, you don't. No, you don't.
Paul: Where's Dusty?
Mitzi: Oh, I have no idea. You know, I took a cab here by myself. Listen, I know this is impolite. I just really need, like, ten seconds alone with Rose.
Rose: No, you can't have it. Sorry. Bye.
Paul: It's okay. I will go get the champagne.
Rose: Don't forget to come back. Okay, I'll be right here waiting for you. And if you've got something to say -
Paul: Guess who just called.
Mitzi: Uh, Tommy Lee Jones.
Paul: No, Dusty. He said you two had words and that you freaked out and ran out of Al's.
Mitzi: Oh, well, I wouldn't say that I ran, exactly. It's more like I just didn't hesitate on my way to the exit.
Rose: Mitzi and Dusty just were not, you know, simpatico. She decided to leave. That's her privilege.
Paul: I agree. But I am curious as to why you and Dusty weren't getting along.
Mitzi: Well, you know what? It was nothing. And it's over. So why bring it up, you know, and spoil your beautiful evening?
Paul: Well, maybe Dusty'll tell us when he gets here.
Rose: What? Dusty's coming here?
Paul: Yeah, as soon as he found out Mitzi was here, he said he'd be right over.
Rose: Can we go? It's gonna be a little too crowded for me.
Paul: I just ordered champagne for us.
Rose: I got champagne. I got champagne. Not good champagne. We could be alone, you know, alone. Have some privacy. Privacy?
Paul: Okay. Maybe I'll be able to finish what I was trying to say earlier.
Rose: You know, I've got something to say to you, too. Something that I should have told you about the day that it happened.
Paul: Hey, hey, hey, why do you sound so serious, like you're about to give me bad news?
Rose: No, not bad news. Not good news, but we're gonna get through it.
Mitzi: Listen, get it out in the open. You never have to think about it again.
Paul: You want to give me a general subject?
Rose: Dusty.
Paul: Something that happened between him and Mitzi?
Rose: No, not between him and Mitzi. You know, I don't want to talk about this while he might come through that door any second, so let's go.
Paul: Okay, all right, let's go. Mitzi, can you stay here and tell Dusty we decided to leave?
Mitzi: Oh, couldn't you just leave him a note? Be my pleasure.
Paul: Thank you.
Rose: I'll see you in the morning.
You big lug - 03.12.03
Rose: I hate a dark house. My pop always said one good lamp is better than 100 locks.
Paul: Well, that's the most you've said since we left Java Underground.
Rose: What? My mouth has to keep revvin' all the time?
Paul: You want me to answer that?
Rose: No, smart guy.
Paul: So why do we need so much privacy to talk about Dusty? Especially since you two supposedly worked everything out?
Rose: Did I ever tell you about my Aunt Concetta?
Paul: You have a secret about your Aunt Concetta?
Rose: Could you just let me - listen to me?
Paul: Whatever is wrong, we can fix it.
Rose: How do you fix a dog?
Paul: You want a dog?
Rose: My Aunt Connie, she had a dog. Dusty. Wet nose, got into everybody's business, drooled all the time.
Paul: Yeah, so?
Rose: Your friend Dusty's got the drooling part down. Am I making myself clear?
Paul: No.
Rose: All right, then, maybe I should just come right out and say it. The guy's been sniffin' around your girlfriend. That bum made a pass at me.
Rose: You think it's funny that this guy is making time with me?
Paul: No. I think it's funny that you think he's making time with you.
Rose: It's true.
Paul: Is that why Mitzi burst in on us like there was a three-alarm fire?
Rose: She - she's onto him.
Paul: Okay, listen. I love Mitzi, but don't you think sometimes she might occasionally run away with her imagination?
Rose: She's just lookin' out for us, Paul.
Paul: Okay, what exactly did she say?
Rose: She said that Double-"D" wanted to know if I would say yes when you proposed to me.
Paul: When?
Rose: I mean "if" - when, if -
Paul: No, no, I mean when did he ask her those questions? Tonight?
Rose: Yeah, tonight. Let me finish the story.
Paul: Sorry.
Rose: Then he's goin' on and on, ranting and raving about how I'm the next Sophia Loren -
Paul: You are.
Rose: And if I'm sure that I am ready to be settling down with you, making little Bella Bambinas.
Paul: A what?
Rose: Mitzi - she knows when people are gettin' up into the wrong business. You know what I mean?
Paul: Well, she has the wrong idea, Rose. She misunderstood why Dusty was asking those questions. Now, he doesn't have a crush on you. Though I wouldn't blame him if he did.
Rose: It's not just tonight. It's like - since the day that he got here. And what happened - I should have told you about it, but I - I thought I could handle it. Obviously, I cannot handle it.
Paul: Handle what?
Rose: He crossed the line. No, no, he tripped over the line. You have a right to know who your friends are, and this Dusty Donovan ain't one of them.
Rose: Remember that lunch that we had at the Lakeview?
Paul: With Lily and Holden?
Rose: Yeah, Lily and Holden, yeah. Well, you guys were gone, and then Dusty and I were left alone together, and that's when it got very, very interesting -
(Doorbell rings.)
Paul: Mitzi. Here to fill the blanks.
Rose: I'll get rid of her. Just - just don't move.
Rose: What - oh.
Dusty: Rose - Mitzi told me everything that she said to you. This has all been a big misunderstanding, and I hope you didn't say anything to Paul.
Paul: What do you mean? What a coincidence. We were just talking about you.
Rose: Come on in. Join the party.
Rose: Okay, you're here. Now tell me, why were you giving Mitzi the third degree.
Paul: I think I can answer that.
Dusty: No, no, no, let me. Paul wanted me to spend time with Mitzi so I could find out maybe what you would say if he popped the question to you.
Rose: You had him grill Mitzi?
Paul: Grill is a strong word.
Dusty: You know, I was only trying to help.
Paul: Listen, Rose, I didn't want you to find out like this. But Rose tells me there's more going on that our little plan tonight.
Rose: You wanna take it from here, hot lips?
Dusty: Sure. I don't blame you if you never talk to me again. A couple weeks ago, I did something stupid. Something that made Rose very angry.
Rose: Mm-hmm.
Dusty: I kissed her.
Paul: So you kissed Rose. Everybody kisses Rose. She's Italian. You say hello, you get a kiss. You say good-bye, you get a kiss.
Dusty: Let me finish. You know how I feel about you. You know you're like family to me. You, Lily, Holden. And when I met Rose, she reminded me of everything that was familiar to me.
Paul: I can understand that. But we're obviously not talking about some friendly kiss hello, are we?
Dusty: No. And I'm not blaming it on the wine or - we were sitting around, we were talking. We were laughing. And it felt like I had known her for years. And all of a sudden, like a jerk, I - grabbed her and I kissed her.
Paul: And you never thought to tell me?
Dusty: No, she wanted to tell you, believe me. I asked her not too. I didn't want you to think that I'd ever betray you. You're like a brother to me. You know that. I should have come clean. I should have come clean right away, and I didn't, because I didn't - Rose thought that I had some agenda, Mitzi thought that I wanted to steal her away from you. I would never do that, and you know it. I couldn't even think about doing it.
Paul: So is this - is this what you've been trying to tell me?
Dusty: It's my fault. And I can't take it back. I've already lost Rose's respect, and I think I have lost yours. And I think it's too late for me to make things right. I apologize to you.
Dusty: Paul, I understand your anger, but this woman was only trying to protect you.
Paul: All right, all right, enough. Enough. All right, this isn't high school. But thank you for being honest. But Rose, even though I can't believe you kept something like this from me -
Rose: I know. It was a dumb move on my part -
Paul: But the fact that you love me that much, believe me, it blows me away. I know how hard it is for you not to talk. And that makes me the luckiest guy I know.
Rose: You're not mad? You're not mad?
Paul: Yeah, I'm mad, but not at you.
Rose: Oh.
Dusty: I'll get out of your way -
Paul: And I'm not mad at you either. I'm mad at the fact that the two people that I'm closest to in this world sat on the situation and let it drive them nuts. Now, I say we start over right here and right now. Rose D'Angelo, this is my old friend Dusty Donovan. Dusty, Rose. See? Told you. Now, Dusty, it's gonna take a hell of a lot more than one little kiss to ruin what I've got here, pal.
Rose: Amen to that.
Dusty: So we're okay?
Rose: Yeah, we're okay. Next time you want kiss somebody, you better ask first, though.
Dusty: Thanks. I don't know what to say to you.
Paul: How about good night? Take a hint, Donovan.
Dusty: All right, good night.
Paul: All right.
Dusty: Guess I'll see you soon.
Paul: All right, man. Thanks for being honest. See you.
Paul: Well, it has certainly been an interesting night so far.
Rose: Seems like it might be getting a little more interesting as well.
Paul: You okay?
Rose: Peachy.
Paul: Did I do something?
Rose: No.
Paul: 'Cause I thought we just cleared the air here.
Rose: Yeah, but I'm gettin' a whiff of somethin' else.
Paul: What is it? Dusty? Is it Dusty? Did he do something else?
Rose: What about Dusty? Having Dusty do your legwork for you? I mean, did Romeo have what's-his-name put moves on Juliet?
Paul: Oh, do you want me to quote Shakespeare?
Rose: No, no, I just want you to come out and say what you were gonna say. If you want to marry me, you big lug, why don't you just ask?
Paul: Wait, wait, wait, wait, let me make sure I've got this. Now, I'm not mad at the fact that my best friend put the moves on you and you didn't tell me, but you're mad at me because I love you so much that I didn't want to get let down, so I had my friend ask you a few questions to see which way you were leaning.
Rose: Yeah, that's right.
Paul: Rose, I don't even have the ring.
Rose: Ring? Ring? Ring? Ring. I've got a ring. Hold on. I've got a ring right here.
Paul: What - what - what -
Rose: That's one of the little girls' ring pops. She leaves them all over the place.
Paul: I didn't know we were even there, if we were ready to, you know -
Rose: What? Bank on forever? Me? That's why I had Mitzi pump Dusty about whether - what you were up to, whether you were ever gonna ask me to marry you ever again.
Paul: Rose D'Angelo, will you marry me?
Rose: Yes! Yes! Yes. Oh, God. I missed you so much.
Paul: I missed you. I missed you.
Rose: Let's go.
Paul: No, no, no, wait, wait, wait.
Rose: No, no, no, let's go. 'Cause Mitzi's - Mitzi's staying here. We've got to go.
Paul: You know, Mitzi is getting to be a real pain.
Rose: Let's go and get back to your place before she comes -
Paul: No, no, no, we're gonna have to pull over.
Rose: Well, then - let me get some clothes.
Paul: No, no, no, no, forget the clothes. Forget the clothes. We don't need clothes. We don't - we don't need clothes. Let's go.
Rose: All right.
Paul: Come on.
Rose: Okay.
Good Italian girls - 03.13.03
Paul: All right, Rose, Rose, Rose, believe me, I want to. I just - I need to - oh, okay -
Rose: What was that?
Paul: It was the side of the road. I thought it'd be nice to avoid it.
Rose: Okay. No, no, no, stay over there, stay over there. I'll be - we'll be at the Lakeview in a minute, okay?
Rose: No, probably like 20 minutes.
Paul: No, not 20. Not 20.
Rose: By the time we park the car and walk across the lobby, get into the elevator, go up the elevator and get into the room and -
Paul: Big, clean bed, clean sheets.
Rose: Clean sheets? Who needs clean sheets? Why are you slowing down?
Paul: 'Cause we are pulling over.
Rose: Paul!
Paul: I missed you.
Rose: Let's never do this again. No, no, I mean - let's not wait so long. I was goin' crazy waitin' for you to make the first move.
Paul: And since when have you ever waited for me to make the first move?
Rose: You know, I'm a traditional girl. I'll have you know, I've never done this in a car before.
(Both laugh.)
Rose: Good Italian girls do not make out in the backseat of cars.
Paul: That's good to know.
Rose: What about you? You ever done this in a car before? You know, I don't wanna know. It doesn't matter because - tonight - tonight is just about you and me.
Paul: I'm glad we waited, too. 'Cause now we know.
Rose: Now we know.
Paul: But I don't want to wait getting married.
Rose: Hmm?
Paul: I don't want to wait to get married.
Rose: Me, either.
Paul: So let's set a date?
Rose: Well, May? May is what we talked about, right?
Paul: Okay. May it is. There's just one little problem.
Rose: You don't like my nail polish?
Paul: I don't like this empty finger. And you ate the other ring.
Rose: So let's go to Lily's and get the real ring.
Paul's 4th Proposal - 03.14.03/03.17.03
Paul: Yes, and it's also very early. Now, you said Natalie would have everybody up at the crack of dawn, but nobody looks like they're awake.
Rose: Well, it's too late now! Can't turn back. Go. Come on!
Paul: All right, now, you are positive you wanna go through with this? Because, as soon as everybody knows that we're engaged again, the ball starts rolling.
Rose: Roll the ball. Spread the news. Everything. Let's just go.
Paul: Okay.
Rose: Okay.
Paul: Here we go.
(Knocks on door.)
Lily: Oh. Rose, Paul, hi! How ya doin'? Come on in. Luke and Faith! If you're not down here for breakfast in two minutes, you're never watchin' television again. I'm sorry. Where's my brain? I'll be back in one minute. Go on inside.
Rose: See? I told you. They're up.
Holden: So, you guys are up awfully early. Or was it just a late night?
Paul: It was an interesting night. Let's just put it that way.
Lily: So you just happened to be in the neighborhood?
Rose: No, not really. We -
Luke: Is Aaron taking us to school this morning?
Aaron: Of course, buddy.
Lily: Yeah, come on. Your lunches are right here.
Aaron: You got your books?
Lily: Everything. Come on, grab it. Don't wanna be late. Hurry up. Go, go, go.
Holden: Bye, guys. Bye, guys.
Luke: Bye.
Holden: Welcome to a Snyder morning.
Paul: I guess we could have picked a better time.
Lily: A better time for what?
Rose: See? Now we got 'em curious.
(Rose points to her finger.)
Lily: You're engaged! Oh! I knew it! Oh, that's great. Congratulations.
Paul: Thank you. Thank you.
Holden: Congratulations. You, too.
(Doorbell rings.)
Holden: I'll get it. Be right back.
Dusty: Hey.
Holden: Hey, Dusty.
Dusty: Hope this isn't a bad time. I - I brought something by for your newest.
Holden: Natalie's with Lily. Come on in.
Lily: I had this intense feeling about you this morning.
Dusty: This is a bad time. I'll come back later.
Lily: Oh, hi. No, no, no. No, stay. No, no. We're just about to celebrate. Rose and Paul are getting married!
Lily: So, Holden, did you call my mom and tell her to bring champagne?
Holden: She was sending Matthew down to the cellar before I could ever get the words out.
Rose: So? Who're we missing?
Dusty: Barbara. What about Barbara?
Rose: That's the last person Paul wants here. I mean, correct me if I'm wrong.
Paul: I will break it to her later.
Lucinda: Hello! Did somebody here request champagne?
Rose: Yeah, right here, right here.
Lucinda: Congratulations. Oh, darling.
Paul: Thank you so much.
Lucinda: And congratulations, darling.
Rose: Oh, thank you. Thank you, thank you.
Lucinda: Here.
Paul: Thank you. Wow! You spare no expense.
Lucinda: Well, only the best for the best.
Rose: Oh, thank you.
Dusty: Glasses - may I?
Lily: In the pantry.
Paul: Holden?
(Natalie starts crying.)
Lucinda: Oh, my. I was wondering where you were hiding our latest, newest darling.
Lily: She's supposed to be taking her morning nap right now.
Rose: With all this merriment? No, she wants to come down here and party with us. Me, Aunt Rose. And you, grandma.
Lucinda: Oh. Lily, you just stay put. Rose and I, we'll go up, and we'll get her back to sleep or something.
Rose: Oh! Ready to hum a few bars.
Lucinda: Yeah, I've sung a few lullabies in my day.
Rose: I'll take the harmony.
Paul: Did you get it?
Lily: I got it.
(Lily holds up the ring.)
Paul: All right.
Paul: Okay, everybody, stand back. Stand back. I have got some business that needs to be taken care of.
Lucinda: Oh, my -
Rose: Oh, get him a pillow. Please.
(Laughing. Paul gets down on one knee.)
Paul: It's what, the third time I've done this, already?
Rose: Oh, who's countin'?
Paul: Well, you would think that I had run out of things to tell you by now, but somehow, you still inspire me. I never dreamed that I would end up with someone like you.
Rose: Wait a minute -
Paul: And yet - and yet, you have made all my dreams come true. I never imagined you would be the soulmate that I'd almost given up looking for. And now I can't imagine living my life without you in it. You are the one thing that I never expected, Rose D'Angelo. I never counted on you coming into my life. But now, I'm glad to know you'll be with me for the rest of it. So - for the third and the final time -
(Paul sighs.)
Paul: Will you marry me?
Rose: Yes. Yes. Yes.
Rose: May I have your attention? If any of you have any doubts that Paul and I are engaged, please feast your eyes on this bad boy right there.
Paul: And, if you still have doubts, feast your eyes on this.
(They kiss.)
Lily: I'm glad the kids are at school.
Holden: Hey, guys, go get a room somewhere.
Rose: I'm not finished yet.
Lucinda: Enough. You've made your point. You're both madly in love.
Rose: You should try it sometime.
Holden: More champagne, anyone?
Lily: Yes, please.
Paul: Everybody, please fill up. Because I have one more announcement to make as soon as I find Dusty.
Paul: You know where this guy was?
Dusty: No!
Paul: Outside calling bachelors anonymous.
Dusty: This is not true! I have a good attitude toward marriage. It's good for everyone else.
Paul: Okay, everybody, I have an announcement to make, and I promise this will be my last speech of the day.
Lucinda: Of the next three minutes.
Paul: Maybe, maybe. But I want to offer a toast to my beautiful future wife, my future family and my old friend Dusty, my future best man.
Dusty: Oh, I don't know. I may be busy that day.
Holden: They haven't even set a date yet.
Dusty: I'll think of something. But seriously, it's a beautiful offer. Thank you. To Paul and Rose.
All: To Paul and Rose.
Rose: Can I have your attention? The groom is not the only person who gets to make an announcement.
Lucinda: They're already competing.
Rose: There are many people in my life that I could ask to be my matron of honor - Mitzi and Carly, Emily. I love 'em all, but I would really like you, if you would say yes, my sister, Lily, to be my matron of honor.
Lily: I would love to. Yes.
Rose: Besides, you look so much like me, if I decided not to show up, she could stand in for me at the ceremony.
Paul: Hey!
Rose: I'm just kidding.
Lily: Thank you, but I'm very happy with the husband that I have.
Lucinda: I'm very glad to hear that, darling. I've got to get going. I've got a meeting with my acquisitions team.
Lily: I'm glad you could make it. It's never a party without you, mom.
Lucinda: Well, of course not! And, darling, don't we want to get a picture of this for posterity?
Holden: She's right. Where's the camera?
Lily: Uh, I'll get the one that you gave us for Christmas.
Holden: Okay. Let me just go check on Natalie, first.
Lucinda: Oh, I want to go, too. Natalie may ask for me.
Lily: Hey, how are you with cameras?
Paul: Not bad, why?
Lily: 'Cause my mom gave us one for Christmas, a digital camera. I have no idea how to use it.
Paul: I'll take a look at it.
Paul: You okay?
Rose: I'll manage. Take that with you.
Lily: Hey, everybody, get together. Come on. Picture. Get close. Come on. Get in there. Dusty, I'm losing you. Get in.
Rose: Squeeze in. There.
Lily: Okay, smile. Great.
Dusty: Listen, my broker has no patience. I gotta run.
Paul: All right, man. All right. Thanks for everything.
Dusty: Congratulations.
Paul: All right, I'll call you.
Rose: I'm walking you out. Yeah.
Paul: Now, you see that? I told you Rose and Dusty would turn out to be friends.
Dusty: Yes, I do. You've got a fantastic woman, and don't you ever take her for granted.
Paul: Thank you. I won't. Thought you had an appointment?
Dusty: I'm leaving. You guys look amazing. Like right off a wedding cake.
Paul: Nice day.
Rose: One of the best days of my life.
Rose: Good.
Paul: And, Lily, thank you for a great party.
Lily: Oh, you're welcome. I cannot wait until we're officially family.
Paul: Me, neither.
Rose: Me, neither. Now, be careful.
Paul: But not too careful, right?
Rose: That's right. He's catching on.
Paul: I'll see you later.
Rose: Okay. Bye.
Paul: Bye.
Inviting Barbar to the wedding - 03.19.03
Lily: As if he doesn't know what already. I'm sure you'll come up with something.
Rose: It's not bad news, you know? I just need some time to just think of the right words.
(Doorbell rings.)
Rose: You know, my luck, that's Paul.
Lily: Oh, don't be ridiculous.
(Lily opens the front door.)
Lily: Oh, Paul, what a surprise.
Paul: I saw Rose's car outside, and I could not stay away.
Rose: Don't you love the way he says hello? Where you been?
Paul: Telling Will about the wedding.
Rose: What did he say?
Paul: He said, and I quote, "It's about time." You know, we were talking about how he didn't have a chance to be Hal's best man at the wedding because mom's paranoia was flaring up - my words, not his - and I was hoping if it was all right with you, if he could be a part of our ceremony.
Rose: I think that would be great! The more family, the better. I love that kid. I think you can invite anybody you want, including your mother.
Paul: Why, of all people, would I want my mother involved in our wedding? You're pulling my leg, right?
Rose: Lily?
Lily: Oh, I'm gonna put the - the thing -
Paul: Okay, you want to tell me what's going on here?
Rose: I've been doing some thinking. And I think that you should make up your own mind whether or not you want your mother in your life or not.
Paul: I have made up my own mind. She is out of our lives. Ever since you came back from Italy, she - you know, why are we even discussing this?
Rose: You and me are gettin' married. I don't want you to wake up one day and hate me because I made you turn your back on your flesh and blood. Maybe it's time you made things right between the two of you.
Paul: Did she call you? Did she? Did my mother call you and tell you that it was her last dying wish to reconcile with her firstborn son?
Rose: No.
Paul: Did she?
Rose: No. Actually, I'm the one that tracked her down.
Paul: Okay. Will you please tell me what is going on here?
Rose: Didn't you tell me that you were trying to work things out with your mom before I came back from Italy?
Paul: Yes.
Rose: And didn't you say you were spending some quality time together?
Paul: Yes.
Rose: Getting along, talking to your mother about forgiveness.
Paul: Yes, but all that has changed.
Rose: Changed? When? When I came back to town.
Paul: Yes, exactly, when you came back to town. She went back to the old games she was playing before. Now, she is hostile, and she is dangerous.
Rose: Well, maybe she's hostile because I'm hostile to her.
Paul: Oh, come on. You don't honestly believe that.
Rose: I don't like her. Okay? No secret. That's not gonna change. For me. But that's my baggage. But she's your mother. And nothing is gonna change that, either. So don't make this decision because it's something that I want. Do it because it's gonna be the right thing for you, all right?
(Cell phone rings. Rose groans.)
Rose: Sorry.
Rose: Hello? Hey, Emily, look, I can't really talk right now. Paul and I are in the middle - oh, gee, I'll be right there. I'll be right there.
Rose: Carly's in the hospital. Something's happenin' with the baby. I gotta go.
Paul: I hope everything's okay. You give her my love, okay?
Rose: I will.
Rose: And if you're lookin' for your ma, she's at the Lakeview.
Paul: Okay.
Perfect Business Adviser - 03.25.03
Rose: Let me tell you something - I am not taking this bad boy off until Paul and I are on a cruise to Bermuda for swingin' seniors.
Mitzi: Ah.
Paul: Can I marry you first, then plan retirement?
Rose: Yes, lover boy. Lover boy. May is only a couple of weeks away.
Paul: Well, what would you say about Vegas tonight?
Rose: Oh, I would love to go to Vegas tonight. But - you're kidding.
Paul: Yes. You are so cute when you're gullible. No Vegas. I need more time to plan, and Dusty should be by here any minute to discuss honeymoon spots.
Rose: Um - I think it's great that he's your friend, but he ain't comin' on our honeymoon.
Paul: Of course not. But Joe Billionaire does want to give it to us as a wedding present.
Rose: I don't care if Dusty Donovan is Bill Gates. A honeymoon as a gift for us? That's a little excessive, don't you think? We don't have to worry about that right now. All I worry about is turning the Yuppie Puppy from a grooming salon to a beauty salon. And I gotta put my rent down ASAP, 'cause god knows what kind of creep's gonna go in there and steal it out from underneath me.
Paul: Well, listen, if there's a holdup at the bank, I'll be glad to loan you the money to secure the lease.
Rose: Oh. That's very sweet of you. It is. But -
Paul: But you will not accept my money. I know.
Rose: Oh. Not gonna need it. Right? Because I've done this before. Worldwide, as the VP. I did big meetings. I took them, and I did great.
Paul: Should I come with you? I can plow you with mineral water.
Rose: Oh, you are just the best. You are. But this is somethin' I gotta do solo. Thank you.
Lucinda: Good morning, my darlings.
Rose: Ah! Hi.
Lucinda: Sorry to break up the coffee clutch, but the money awaits.
Rose: That's my cue!
Paul: Okay. You go in there and knock 'em dead.
Mitzi: Hey, listen - you break a leg, okay? And if things get dicey, just give 'em a couple fan kicks.
(laughing)
Lucinda: We can skip the fond farewells. She'll be back soon enough. Come on, honey.
Rose: Plenty o' capital.
Paul: You got it.
Mitzi: Hey. I was just kiddin' about the fan kicks.
Paul: Thank you, Mitzi. I was worried.
Paul: What happened?
Lucinda: Reality, I'm afraid. That's what happened.
Rose: No loan. Nothing. They all left.
Paul: Why?
Lucinda: Well - they felt that Rose's budget didn't exactly jibe with her business plan, and so they passed and they went on to another meeting, and I've been trying to explain to Rose, it isn't personal. It's not. It's just business.
Paul: Well, I appreciate you bringing her back, and I understand if you have to get back to the office.
Lucinda: Oh, okay.
Paul: Thank you.
Lucinda: All right. Honey, here.
Rose: Thank you.
Lucinda: I hate to leave you like this.
Rose: Thank you for letting me do the meeting on my own. I was lousy.
Lucinda: You were not -
Rose: I appreciate that.
Lucinda: You were not lousy. You were not. Honey, it's a process. You know, you've got to work on the budget and you have to go -
You know, you have to persevere, always remembering, always remembering that if you can stay up one time more than they knock you down, you win.
Rose: Thanks. Thank you.
Lucinda: Oh, dear.
Paul: Thank you. Hey. I'll bet Lucinda's bankers wouldn't know a great idea if it bit them in the kneecaps.
Rose: Maybe they're right.
Paul: Don't be ridiculous. Let me see that proposal.
Rose: All right. They didn't even look at the picture of exibit -
Paul: Oh, well, this could be the problem right here. The projected expenses are way too high.
Rose: Oh, thank you. I didn't feel enough like an idiot.
Paul: Hey, no, I'm not trying make you feel like an idiot. I just wish you would have showed - all right, look, it's a very easy fix. I'll play around with a few decimal points, and then you will be irresistible to any investor with half a brain. It'll take me one hour, tops.
Rose: But, see, I don't want you to fix it. I want to do this myself.
Paul: All I'm doing is - is crunching numbers for you -
Rose: No, see, it starts with crunching numbers -
Paul: It's not like I'm giving you money.
Rose: And then it works to you. You know, it's all about you and your project and your ideas. It's not mine anymore.
Paul: No, I would never do that. And if you want another shot at getting your salon, you're going to need help.
Rose: Then I'm gonna have to get it from somebody whose opinion doesn't matter to me.
Paul: All right. I've got it.
Rose: You've got what?
Paul: The perfect business adviser. Dusty.
Rose: Are you crazy?
Paul: No, no, no, think about it. He's incredibly successful, richer than Trump, you could care less about what he thinks and his opinion of whatever - he is perfect.
Rose: There's no way that I'm taking business advice from Dusty Donovan.
Paul: All right, give me one good reason.
Rose: I gave - you just said it. He's, like, a zillionaire. What's he care about hair dryers and sinks? He probably gets his hair done in some chi-chi Chicago place with supermodels -
Paul: Dusty Donovan grew up here. He was a stable boy, for heaven's sake. I was the one with a silver spoon in my mouth. He made his own luck.
Rose: I don't know.
Paul: You want an educated, objective opinion from somebody you don't love, right? Dusty is perfect. You barely even like the guy.
Rose: But he's your friend.
Paul: You see? Now you're just making up excuses because you're mad at me.
Rose: I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself, you know? I'm - I'm gonna waltz in there, I think they're gonna see my dream and say, "wow, I'm gonna be on board with that." You know, I should have gone in there ready for hardball.
Paul: Then you will do better next time.
Rose: You know, all right, maybe Dusty will help. We still friends?
Paul: I'll think about it.
Rose: Ah-ha, remember - no thinking. And I'll try not to act like a raving shrew.
Paul: Here I was, enjoying feeling married.
(Rose laughs.)
Rose: Don't make me hurt you.
Two steps forward, one step backwards - 03.26.03
Rose: What do you mean?
Paul: The reason why you insisted I meet you here instead of my room at the Lakeview, considering we were both in the same building.
Rose: That's only fair, but - I went over some things with Dusty, and -
Paul: Yeah?
Rose: - I thought about us at the Lakeview, your room there and the bed and us, and there goes my willpower, out the window.
Paul: Point well taken. You're kind of irresistible yourself.
Rose: Thank you.
Paul: So what did Dusty have to say?
Rose: He was great, you know? Changes here, cuts there, spending down, profits up.
Paul: Yeah? Basic business, Rose. Same thing I tried to tell you.
Rose: I know. Only I couldn't hear it from you.
Paul: Which I still don't understand.
Rose: Well, it's like my pop trying to teach me how to drive. We're too close.
Paul: I want you to be happy. I want you to be successful. Somehow that doesn't translate into a reason to tune me out.
Rose: Okay, it's like - it's like this, okay? When Dusty tells me to cut costs, it makes sense to me. When you say it, it sounds like you don't think I'm smart enough to figure it out myself.
Paul: See, that doesn't make any sense to me, because I would never do that.
Rose: I'm not saying it's logical. It's just the way that it is.
Paul: Then we are gonna have to work on that, aren't we? In the meantime, let me see that proposal.
Rose: Why?
Paul: 'Cause I want to see all these amazing changes you made with Dusty.
Rose: Don't take this the wrong way, but - I don't want you to see it again.
Paul: Well? Have you changed your mind about showing me the prospectus?
Rose: I have thought about it, and I still want to keep it under wraps.
Paul: Rose, we are about to be married.
Rose: I know that. But this is something I want to be just mine. Can you do that for me? Can you do me just this one thing?
Paul: Yeah, fine. I won't ask you any more questions, all right? Fine. I will see you later. I know you've got a lot of typing to do.
Rose: Now, wait a minute. Just wait one second. This is, like, this huge valley that's growing between us. Hey. How's the weather over there? Nice and warm over here. Why don't you come on over?
Paul: I would like that, but every time I do, you start pushing me away.
Rose: You know, this ring is beautiful, but it doesn't perform miracles.
Paul: What do you mean?
Rose: We're engaged, but we're not where we should be.
Paul: I agree. It's like two steps forward, one step back.
Rose: That's me. One step back. Yeah, not wanting to show you the proposal. So why don't we take two steps forward before we lose too much ground? Okay?
Paul: Sounds like a plan to me. What do you have in mind?
Rose: I make my changes in the proposal. Then I show it to you.
Paul: Okay. Now, are you sure that's all right with you?
Rose: Absolutely, absolutely. But you know what? In the meantime, I think we should take a third step forward. You know, just in case.
Paul: And what would that be?
Rose: This.
Going into business w/ Mr. D - 03.31.03
Paul: That could get you in big trouble. Well, look here.
Rose: Yeah, it could.
Paul: Looks like they fixed the plumbing.
Rose: Yes, they did. And I had the landlord fix a few other things before I signed the lease.
Paul: You signed the lease already?
Rose: Surprise! It's all mine.
Paul: Really? Babe, congratulations.
Rose: Oh, thanks. Oh.
Paul: Congratulations. You are going to love having your own business.
Rose: Yeah. I wish I could, like, roll out the red carpet, you know? Red - I'm seeing red drapes. Red capes. Red floor.
Paul: Red. Red. Red, red, red. Very, very red. Back up. I want to hear how you managed to get the money. Did you take Lucinda's bankers a revised proposal?
Rose: No. Actually, I - I got one of those business partner/investment-type guys to help me.
Paul: Okay. Wow. You are working overtime. Anybody I know?
Rose: Yes, as a matter of fact, you know him very well. Dustin Donovan.
Paul: You wouldn't accept my money. And my advice was completely out of the question, and now all of a sudden you're going into business with some guy you hardly know?
Rose: I - you know how I feel, not mixing business with family. And besides, you were the one who told me to go to Dusty for advice.
Paul: Yeah, advice. Not money.
Rose: What was I supposed to do? Just let my dream go right down the toilet?
Paul: No, but there's got to be some sort of middle ground between letting your dream go down the toilet and going into business with my best friend.
Rose: I was gonna lose the space. The landlord had somebody else waitin' in the wings.
Paul: And would that have been such a bad thing? I mean, there are plenty of other storefronts in this town.
Rose: Hello. Location, location. It has to be this place. It's got a good vibe.
Paul: You know what? Maybe it's not too late. Maybe you can still get your money back.
Rose: Have you heard anything that I have said?
Paul: Yes. And have you heard anything I've said? I don't want you taking Dusty's money.
Rose: One minute, I'm flying past cloud nine, and now you're rainin' on my parade?
Paul: That was not my intention.
Rose: I'm drenched over here, Paulie. I feel like guy on the fish sticks box.
Paul: Why? Because I'm advising you not to go into business with a man you used to think was stabbing me in the back and putting the moves on you?
Rose: Dusty and I made up. I mean -
Paul: Mm-hmm.
Rose: He's even got a girlfriend.
Paul: How do you know?
Rose: Because I went over to Molly McKinnon's room. And believe me, I got an eyeful.
Paul: What were you doing in Molly McKinnon's room? You're not even friends with her. You went looking for him, didn't you? You went and chased the guy down with not even so much as a word to me?
Rose: Wait, you wanna know my every move now?
Paul: No, I want you to stop shutting me out.
Rose: Hey, I want you to start believing that I know what I'm doing!
Paul: Which is what exactly, Rose?
Rose: You know the bankers - they said no! And Dusty said that he would back me, so I took him up on the offer.
Paul: Oh, Rose. He was just being gallant. He didn't expect you to take the money.
Rose: Why? You don't think I'm worth investing in?
Paul: No, that's not what I said. And that's not what I meant. I believe in you 110%.
Rose: Then what is going on here?
Paul: I - we said we would be honest with each other.
Rose: Wait - how am I not being honest? Because I make a quick business decision without you holding my hand? No, what's really bothering you here, Paul?
Paul: This idea. All right? This idea bothers me. I hate the fact that you're joining up with my best friend, all right? That's it. That's how I feel. Just in case you give a damn.