Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Paul invites Henry to lunch at Metro, where he tells him that he's turning over all the Stenbeck money to Henry! Henry doesn't want it either, so he offers to give it to Jacob. But Katie doesn't want it either. She wants no reminder of what happened to Brad, and unfortunately that still includes Henry. So he heads over to the Lakeview Lounge to enjoy the champagne Paul bought. He runs into Barbara there and they argue over Mick, James, and the money. The argument turns passionate and they end up in Barbara's room.
Today’s episode was directed by Michael Eilbaum and written by Janet Iacabuzzio.
Transcripts from TVMegasite
Emily: Mm. Isn't this civilized? The two of us, have lunch like a normal married couple.
Paul: Yeah, that's us, normal.
Emily: Hmm. There are three place settings. We'll have the waiter remove that.
Henry: Sorry I'm late.
Emily: Hi, Henry. Nice to see you, but if, you know, you haven't noticed, this is a romantic lunch a deux.
Henry: Well, Paul invited me, so I guess it's a trois.
Paul: If we're ever going to have this normal life that you covet so much, there's something that we need to take care of first.
Emily: What are you talking about?
Henry: I'd like to know the answer to that myself.
Paul: Okay, well, then, I'll cut to the chase. Lunch is on you.
Henry: Oh. In that case --
Paul: No, no, no, no. It's okay, little brother. Really, it's fine. You can afford it. Dad's blood money is yours.
Paul: You know the good stuff? This stuff makes the good stuff look like bad stuff.
Henry: Are you sure that that bullet didn't make a u-turn from your thigh to your brain?
Paul: And you can afford this, seriously.
Henry: What do you mean the Stenbeck inheritance is mine?
Paul: For the rest of your life. Just what I'm saying. His money is now yours.
Henry: He's on painkillers, right?
Emily: Yeah, he's on something. What -- what are you talking about?
Paul: I made a bad judgment call, okay? I should never have taken that money. It -- it exposed ourselves to -- to this whack job. And I wanted to burn it, remember?
Emily: Yeah, and I talked you out of it, remember?
Paul: Well, now we know for sure that it's cursed, so it's all yours.
Henry: Well, that's great. Now you want me to have it? Look, that -- that dirty money affected me, as well. I lost my girl. Brad is dead. And why in the hell would I take it?
Paul: I don't know. It's not my problem. It's your problem. You figure --
Henry: No, it is not my problem. I don't want it either, Paul.
Paul: Well, that's too late, you know, because call your banker, 'cause it's in your account.
Henry: It's what?
Paul: Wired in this morning. I would stay and toast with you, but I am on painkillers.
Emily: Ooh, well, you're a little wobbly.
Paul: No, I'm fine. That's the wave of relief just washing over me. Later, Henry.
[ Henry sighs ]
Katie: Well, I certainly won't miss cleaning up after you or your weird 3:00 A.M. Yoga chanting in my living room, so get over yourself.
Reid: Well, I'm an expert diagnostician. That was real sadness there.
Katie: You're an expert narcissist. Whatever.
Reid: And that's called deflection.
Katie: You moving here with me and Jacob was supposed to be temporary, and so it is.
Reid: This is just so weird.
Reid: Most people can't wait to get rid of me. You seem to want to keep me around.
Katie: Like I said, temporary.
Henry: Katie, you have got to hear this. Don't you ever go to work?
Reid: Don't you ever have someplace else to be?
Katie: What is it?
Henry: Uh, the most insane thing has happened, okay? Paul invites me to lunch. Then he buys me this incredibly expensive bottle of champagne.
Reid: The reserve of that costs about $500 more.
[ Henry sighs ]
Henry: He buys me the champagne, and then he announces that he is going to wire all of James Stenbeck's inheritance to my account. Which means I can drink this stuff forever, because the money is all mine.
Katie: The blood money, you mean.
Henry: Yeah, but that -- listen to me. I'm not going to keep it.
Henry: Jacob is.
Katie: Jacob? My Jacob?
Henry: Yes, your Jacob. I -- I'm going to put it into a fund. He'll be a trust-fund baby.
Katie: Thanks, but no thanks.
Henry: Katie --
Katie: No, I mean it, Henry. I don't want it.
Reid: How much is it?
Henry: It's -- it's millions. It's many, many millions.
Reid: Hell, I'll take it.
Katie: No, you wouldn't. It's blood money. It's cursed. And I wouldn't have believed that about six months ago, but I also wouldn't have believed in ghosts, so no thanks.
Henry: Listen, listen, I thought this through, okay? If we give the money to someone who deserves it, like your son, then the curse is reversed.
Henry: Katie --
Reid: You people are all nuts in this town. Katie, take the money. This curse nonsense is just that. It's nonsense.
Katie: Where are you going?
Reid: I'm late for my rounds.
Henry: I can't believe I'm going to say that, but for the very first time, I actually agree with that jerk.
Katie: Well, it may be the last time, 'cause he's leaving town.
Henry: He is?
Katie: That's what he said.
Henry: Well, this day just gets better and better.
Henry: Think of all the great things we can do with Reid's room once he leaves. Ah, a playroom for Jacob.
Katie: Jacob has plenty of play room.
Henry: Okay, then, uh, you can design and build a whole new house. How about that?
Katie: Oh, really?
Henry: Yes, really. With the inheritance that I want you and Jacob to keep.
Katie: I told you, I don't want it.
Henry: You just need more time to think this through.
Katie: No, I don't. I like living here, painful memories and all. And with Reid around, I like it even better.
Henry: Oh, gosh. You just think that.
Katie: I like living with him.
Henry: He's a lout.
Katie: He makes Jacob smile.
Henry: So do I.
Katie: On purpose. He's good company. He doesn't get in the way. And with him around, my life feels less painful and less complicated.
Henry: You don't even really know him, Katie!
Katie: Exactly! We don't share history that reminds me of what I've lost!
Henry: Like I do.
Katie: There would have been a time where the thought of me pouring you a glass of milk to go with your perfect, crust-free peanut butter and jelly sandwich would have been an impossibility.
Henry: And yet here we are. Isn't this easier to watch than that meat-eating neanderthal who just left here?
Katie: That neanderthal doesn't remind me of Brad.
Henry: And I do.
Katie: You know you do.
Henry: Look how far we've come! With this money, you can open up all new possibilities for you and Jacob.
Katie: That money is the reason I lost Brad, and I don't want that. I don't want it, okay?
Henry: It's for Jacob. He deserves it.
Katie: He deserves to be with his father, but he can't be. That money won't bring Brad back. And I refuse to let my son benefit from something that took his father away from him.
Henry: Look, look, look, I know how difficult this is for you. But one thing has nothing to do with the other, not -- not if the money gives Jacob an opportunity to have a good and -- and comfortable life.
Katie: If you believe that, then we have less in common than we thought. The Henry I used to know would have gotten that. This Henry I don't understand. What, you're just going to leave?
Henry: You've made your point. No reason to stay.
Katie: You want to take your sandwich?
Henry: I lost my appetite.
Barbara: I heard.
Henry: Good news travels fast.
Barbara: Paul handed over James' entire fortune to you?
Henry: Yes, and kindly used the first installment to buy this ridiculously expensive bottle of champagne.
Barbara: Uh-huh. So what are you going to do about it?
Henry: Going to suck it down with a straw. You want some, hmm? [ Barbara gasps ] It's on dear old dad.
Barbara: Mmm, mmm, mmm. Whoever said you can't taste money is a liar. Ironic, isn't it?
Barbara: A couple of months ago, you would have done anything to get your hands on James' inheritance, including sleeping with me. And here Paul gives it to you on a silver platter in a silver bucket, and you can't even enjoy a sip of it.
Henry: Irony stinks.
Barbara: Tell me about it. By mutual consent, my son and I have agreed to stay out of each other's lives.
Henry: He's just upset about the whole thing with Mick.
Barbara: What Paul doesn't get is that I was trying to protect him from Mick. But no, that doesn't count.
Henry: Please. You can't stay out of Paul's life. And from what I gather, he can't stay out of yours.
Barbara: Only when he wants something from me.
Henry: Like you never want anything from him?
Barbara: When I believed Mick, I -- I just wanted to give Paul a chance to have a decent relationship with the father he had always hated.
Henry: How can you say that to me with a straight face?
Barbara: Because it's true.
Henry: No, whatever you were doing with Mick you were doing it for you, Barbara, because you do everything for you.
Barbara: How dare you?
Henry: What? Whatever your collusion is with Mick "I am James Stenbeck" Dante, it's not about protecting your son.
Barbara: You don't have a clue as to what it is to be a parent, to have selfless love for someone else.
Henry: Well, I know selfless. I was selfless for Katie.
[ Barbara laughs ]
Henry: What is that? What is that? You're saying I wasn't?
Barbara: Your selflessness was greed. Your greed caused her husband's death.
Henry: That is low.
Barbara: Mocking my maternal love for my son is lower.
Henry: You have no idea what I've lost because of that stupid inheritance.
Barbara: You have no idea what I've done to prove myself to my son!
Henry: You are full of it!
Barbara: You are full of it!
Barbara: Good heavens.
Henry: We're so not supposed to do that. We're -- we're not good for each other.
Barbara: You don't have to tell me that.
Henry: You're bossy.
Barbara: You're needy.
Henry: You're really needy. You're really, really, really needy.
Barbara: You're unreliable.
Henry: You're my brother's mother.
Henry: Enough? There's no such thing, not for you when it comes for sex.
Barbara: Or you.
Henry: So we agree on that, that we're good at it, the sex?
Barbara: We're ridiculously good at it.
Henry: Yeah, and that's -- that's all we're good at.