Thursday, August 5, 2010
Henry is staking out Barbara's room, dressed as a maid. He can tell someone has been in her room so he calls Will. They find a pen from "The Party Warehouse," so that's there next stop to look for Barbara. They don't find her because Iris has moved her to the cellar at Fairwinds, but Henry notices that the clown is covered in lipstick that matches Barbara's shade!
Today’s episode was directed by Habib Azar and written by Leslie Nipkow.
Transcripts from TVMegasite
[Cell phone ringing]
Henry: I don't have time to talk right now.
Katie: I know you're angry with me, but I'm in a situation, and you're the only person who could possibly understand it.
Henry: I am not angry! [Sighs] Okay, I am, but that's not the reason I can't talk. I'm on a stakeout.
Katie: Did you just say a stakeout?
Henry: I don't have time to explain right now.
Katie: Well, Henry, are you with the police? Because you know you always get yourself into trouble when you act like Nancy Drew.
Henry: My gender issues are besides the point. I heard Barbara talking to be through Jacob's baby monitor, and I don't care if you don't want to believe me.
Katie: You have to admit it sounds a little crazy.
Henry: That doesn't mean it's not real. Barbara is in trouble, and she's reaching out to me for help, and I am not gonna let her down again. She is being held against her will, and I'm gonna find out who is responsible for that and bring her home, no matter what it takes.
[Knock on door]
Henry: Should have worn the other bra. Ow, it's sawing me in half. I'm gonna adjust this thing, or I'm gonna end up unconscious in a pile of tiny toiletries.
Iris: Damn it, Barbara. I should have known you'd be playing games with me. Key, key, key. Where would I put the key? Yes. Hmm. [Sighs]
Henry: [Sniffs] Barbara.
Henry: Either Barbara was here just now or someone wants me to think that she was. Barbara? Whoever you are, I know that whoever you are, I know that you're in here, and I know that you've got Barbara, so show yourself. I'm warning you. I know jujitsu! [Sighs] Damn it. I must have just missed her. Whoever she or he -- that's it, that's it, that's it. You are coming off. How do they do this? [Sighs]
Will: [Groans] Sorry, guys. Hello.
Henry: It's Henry. I've been staking out your mother's room at the Lakeview, and I've had another sighting.
Will: Um, I'll be right there. Guys, uh, I hate to do this, but I got to go.
Will: Excuse me. I'm looking for Henry Coleman.
Henry: Took you long enough.
Will: Henry. [Laughs nervously] Um, no judgments, but are you sure you're right for my mom?
Henry: Stakeouts aren't for the squeamish.
Will: Okay. You couldn't dress up like a maintenance man?
Henry: I never even thought about that, man.
Will: Okay, uh, Henry, I was at a barbecue, and I was feeling good for the first time in a few days. So what's going on? Did you see my mom? Cut to the chase.
Henry: Didn't see her, not with my eyes. But I smelled her again.
Henry: Yeah. I was outside. I was doing some dusting. Then I had to step aside to adjust my bra. Those things are extremely complicated. You have no idea. Wasn't gone five minutes. I get back to my cart and boom, her perfume again. So I open the door. I came in here. I saw that her strongbox had been broken into. I thought, "well, maybe it's her." But then why would she burgle herself? Which means that the imposter wants us to think that she was here. And if that is the case, your mother is being held against her will.
Will: Yeah. Henry, it seems suspicious, but it doesn't prove anything. What? What is it?
Henry: This pen doesn't belong to your mom.
Will: It wasn't here when Gwen and I were here the -- the last time.
Henry: It says, "the party warehouse for all your party needs."
Will: Mom, are you in here?
Henry: Barbara? Maybe they got her gagged somewhere. Barbara?!
Will: It's empty, Henry.
Henry: That's impossible!
Will: I told you, just because we found that pen in her room doesn't mean this is where she was the whole time.
Henry: That's the only thing that makes sense, will.
Will: No, if you jump over an infinite number of other possibilities.
Henry: No, no, no. Don't you feel her presence here?
Will: It's a warehouse.
Henry: We're missing something. Will, she's got to be here, okay? I -- I'll stake my life on it. Barbara?!
Henry: This thing's covered in lipstick. And that looks like Barbara.