Vernon’s practice: exam room
Mel: You're doing great, Anne. You're doing great.
Anne: I can't!
Mel: Yes, you can.
Anne: No! It's too much!
Mel: Okay, just focus on your breathing.
Anne: Okay.
Jeff: Okay, you remember, right? In and out. In and out.
Anne: I know how to breathe!
Jeff: I love you so much!
Anne: Stop talking! Just stop talking.
Mel: What's the FHR?
Vernon: Uh, holding steady. One four zero.
Jeff: Is the baby okay?
Vernon: Oh, he's doing just great.
Mel: Okay, Anne, with this next contraction, I want you to take a deep breath, give me another big push, okay?
Vernon: Here we go. He's crowning.
Mel: Okay. You got this. Okay?
Anne: Okay.
Jeff: Okay.
Mel: With this next contraction, give me another deep breath and one last big push, okay?
Anne: Yeah. Okay.
Mel: He's almost out.
Vernon: Here we go. Here we go.
Mel: Okay. Okay.
Vernon: Oh, you did great. That's a lot of baby to deliver.
Anne: You're tellin' me. Is he healthy?
Mel: He is perfect. Here you go.
Anne: Hi, baby. Oh... You're so sweet.
Jeff: Hey, thank you for everything, huh?
Mel: Well, it was a team effort.
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Jack’s bar
Jack: Sorry. Late start.
Preacher: Hey, don't worry about it. Listen, if you're having trouble sleepin', I've got a herbal supplement that...
Jack: Preach, don't... Don't go there.
Preacher: Just lookin' out for you, man.
Jack: I'm good. Thanks.
Preacher: All right.
Jack: Listen, this morning, I gotta head over to the clinic. Should be quick, about half hour tops.
Preacher: Everything okay?
Jack: Yeah. Charmaine and I are puttin' together a birth plan.
Preacher: Take your time. I can cover.
Jack: Thanks.
Sheriff Duncan: Mornin', fellas.
Preacher: Sheriff.
Jack: Just starting your day or you ending it?
Sheriff Duncan: Ending. Up all night. Just got back from the morgue… Found a body out near Aldergrove.
Preacher: Wow. Any idea who it is?
Sheriff Duncan: Won't get the coroner's report until later today.
Jack: Anything you want is on the house. Right.
Sheriff Duncan: Much obliged.
Jack: Yup!
Sheriff Duncan: Preacher?
Preacher: Yeah. What can I get ya?
Sheriff Duncan: Coffee'd be a good start.
Preacher: Yeah. Yeah, I'll get that started.
Sheriff Duncan: All right.
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Vernon’s practice: kitchen
Vernon: Boy, you had some good skills in there, missy.
Mel: Thank you.
Vernon: So, you got up at 3:30 a.m. You wanna take the rest of the day off?
Mel: What about you? Aren't you tired?
Vernon: I haven't napped in 70 years. I'm not gonna start now.
Mel: Did Hope tell you to go easy on me today?
Vernon: She did mention that today might be tough.
Mel: Just so you know, I am exactly where I wanna be.
Vernon: She is just concerned. You know, she was widowed once too.
Mel: Yeah, she told me.
Vernon: I can't say I know what you're going through, but... I do know it can't be easy.
Mel: Well... I've officially made it through one year without Mark, so... That's something, right?
Vernon: Sure is.
Mel: The thing is... Ugh, I've spent so much time feeling sad. I'm finally starting to feel like myself again, and I just don't want any setbacks.
Vernon: That is an admirable goal. Just don't be too hard on yourself.
Mel: I won't.
Vernon: So, what is on the schedule?
Mel: Jack and Charmaine are coming in to talk about their birth plan.
Vernon: You know, in my day, the only plan was to pack a suitcase and drive to the nearest hospital.
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Vernon’s practice: waiting room
Mel: Hey, Hope, how you doin'?
Hope: More importantly, how are you?
Mel: I'm fine. Thanks. Um... So these are the things that Connie dropped off for Chloe.
Hope: You don't have to put on a brave face for me.
Mel: I am not being brave. I am working.
Hope: Distraction is key. Why don't you go home and watch a movie?
Mel: Look. Honestly, I'm fine.
Charmaine: I know I'm early. I just was so excited, I couldn't wait.
Hope: Sit… Lie down. Tucker and I have an understanding.
Mel: I see that.
Vernon: Um... Uh, you're welcome to use my office for your meeting.
Mel: Oh, great. Thank you. We can wait for Jack in there.
Charmaine: Okay.
Mel: Yeah. Thanks.
Hope: The first anniversary of her husband's death, and you couldn't give her the day off.
Vernon: Mel told us both that she wants this to be a normal day.
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Vernon’s practice: entrance
Hope: I don't care what she said. Mel isn't like me, she's sensitive.
Vernon: Talk about stating the obvious.
Hope: I think she should be in bed, under the covers, with the lights off.
Vernon: You're not in charge, Mel is. She's an adult. And we need to take her at her word.
Hope: I'm not going to meddle, but for the record, I disagree with you.
Vernon: Well, it wouldn't be the first time. Now, I was thinkin' we should go to an early dinner tonight.
Hope: You were up before the sun. Why don't we eat in?
Vernon: Hope. Come on. We've been sneaking around long enough. I understand why this is hard for you, but, you know, I'm sorry about that. But if we're gonna do this, we need to do this right out in the open.
Hope: Do I get to pick the restaurant?
Vernon: Anywhere you want… Within a five-mile radius.
Hope: Did you ever hear the phrase "happy wife, happy life"?
Vernon: Well, sounds like I'm a glutton for punishment.
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Jack’s bar
Jack: Preach, I'm out. Here's the vendor checks.
Preacher: All right. Thanks.
Jack: Yup.
Ricky: Hey, Jack… I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, but it wasn't my fault for missing the shift last night. I had car trouble.
Jack: Yeah, no, I... I heard from Preacher. What kinda trouble?
Ricky: Got in a car accident.
Jack: You okay? Was anyone hurt?
Ricky: Yeah, just a fender bender.
Jack: Where?
Ricky: Eureka.
Jack: Okay. Well, I'll come by later, I'll take a look at the car, and I'll check in with Lydie. I'm sure she's all shook up.
Ricky: She... Wasn't there.
Jack: What, you were by yourself?
Ricky: I was with Lizzie.
Jack: So, Lydie gave you permission to take her car to Eureka with Lizzie?
Ricky: Not exactly.
Jack: Oh, okay, so you stole a car, you crash it, and you miss your shift? Am I missing something?
Ricky: I didn't... I didn't steal a car.
Jack: Did you get permission? Come on, Ricky. That's stealing.
Ricky: I... I'm gonna pay for all the damages.
Jack: What's goin' on with you? Come on. You're stealin' liquor from the bar. You're taking your grandmother's car without asking. You're missing work. This isn't like you.
Ricky: I just said I was sorry.
Jack: I have to say that I think you're spending a lot of time with Lizzie, and I'm not sure that that's the best idea.
Ricky: She's got nothing to do with anything.
Jack: You didn't get in any trouble before she showed up. Listen, all I'm saying is I don't wanna see where she leads you next, you know?
Ricky: Have you ever even had a conversation with her? I've never known you to make up your mind about someone without even giving them a chance.
Jack: That's not what I'm doing, okay? This is about you. I care about you. Look, I'm just sayin', you know, your experience with women is a little limited.
Ricky: Yeah, 'cause you're the expert here.
Jack: Excuse me?
Ricky: You got your ex-girlfriend pregnant, and you're in love with someone else. I don't think you're in the position to be handing out advice on women to anyone!
Preacher: Hey, that was way outta line.
Jack: What the hell was that?
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Vernon’s practice: office
Charmaine: Not sure what's taking Jack so long.
Mel: Can I get you some more water?
Charmaine: Oh, no, thanks. If I had any more, I would literally float outta here.
Mel: I think we've got some bagels in the kitchen. I can make you one.
Charmaine: Oh, no, thank you. Jack and I are going for breakfast after this.
Jack: Hey, sorry I'm late. Got held up leavin' the bar.
Charmaine: Have a seat.
Mel: Hey, did they find anything out about that body?
Jack: No, not yet.
Charmaine: What body?
Jack: They found remains out near Aldergrove.
Charmaine: Oh. How... How did you know about that?
Mel: Oh, um...
Jack: Well, we were by the river near where they found them.
Mel: Yeah, we were taking a walk.
Charmaine: Huh. When was that?
Jack: Uh, last night.
Charmaine: Oh. You and Jack were together last night?
Mel: Yeah.
Charmaine: You lied to me.
Jack: What?
Charmaine: When you came over to look at the nursery furniture, you told me that you couldn't stay because you had to go to the bar.
Jack: I honestly don't know what you're talking about.
Charmaine: Yes, you do. Preacher was slammed. "What is this, National Question Jack Day?"
Jack: No, you're right. I did say that.
Charmaine: So you didn't go to the bar.
Jack: Well, I was going to, but I just...
Charmaine: But you were with Mel.
Jack: Well, yeah, but that was later. Look, Char, I'm sorry. I mean...
Charmaine: Are you... Are you sorry? Or are you just sorry you got caught?
Mel: You know what? We can actually just reschedule this for another day.
Jack: I'm fine with that.
Charmaine: Of course you'd agree with her.
Jack: No, I just think it's better we do this when you're not so upset.
Charmaine: Well, I'm upset because of you. And you know... I came here for a birth plan, and so I'm not leaving until I get one. And if you want to make up a reason to leave again, go ahead.
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Lilly’s farm
Lilly: So sweet of you to deliver Connie's gifts. Everyone's been just so generous.
Hope: Of course. And besides, any excuse to see Chloe. She's a doll.
Lilly: And she's getting so big.
Hope: She'll be crawling before you know it.
Lilly: Yeah.
Hope: So how's it been having Tara staying with you?
Lilly: Oh, I don't know what I did to deserve a daughter as lovely as her. Just been an incredible help with the baby and everything, really.
Hope: Oh, I was so proud of you for reaching out to her.
Lilly: A good friend once reminded me of the importance of having faith in the people you love, so thank you.
Hope: Yeah.
Lilly: Hey, Sugar! Come here. Come on. Look what I got.
Hope: Ooh.
Lilly: Do you wanna give her a carrot? That's her favorite.
Hope: Sure. There you go. Sugar, whatcha think? Ooh. Delicious.
Lilly: Yeah. Look at her. She's gobblin' it down. Gotta save some room for supper.
Hope: She's so pretty.
Lilly: So, how are things with you?
Hope: Living every day like it's my last.
Lilly: I heard something strange.
Hope: Oh, really? Do tell.
Lilly: I heard that Doc and Muriel are dating.
Hope: You know, I heard the same thing.
Lilly: Yeah, well, I don't buy it.
Hope: Why not?
Lilly: Because Doc's been in love with you since the day you moved to Virgin River.
Hope: I don't know about the day...
Lilly: So, you wanna tell me the real story?
Hope: Oh, it's complicated. I don't wanna bore you with the details.
Lilly: Okay… You know that Buck and I were high school sweethearts, right? Well, until he died, I had no idea how it felt to have my heart broken. And I know you've had more than your fair share of heartbreak, but I gotta say somethin' here. Um, I would give anything for just one more afternoon with the love of my life, and yours is just a few blocks away. I don't want you to miss your chance just 'cause you're playin' it safe.
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Jack’s bar
Preacher: Now the trick is you need to be in sync with the kitchen. Once that food is plated, it should be on the table within 60 seconds.
George: Understood.
Preacher: Here you go.
Jamie: You're not gonna say hello?
Preacher: Hey. I am sorry, it's, uh, it's been crazy today, and we're a bit shorthanded. Hello.
Jamie: Hi. I was hoping I'd see you.
Preacher: Why's that?
Connie: Preacher!
Preacher: If you'll excuse me, I've got some business to take care of.
Jamie: Go.
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Jack’s bar: office
Connie: Did you hear?
Preacher: About the body? Yeah.
Connie: There's no reason to believe it's Wes.
Preacher: Well, there's no reason to believe it's not.
Connie: It's all right. Even if they do find him, there's no way to connect you.
Preacher: I wiped down the car.
Connie: Good, no fingerprints. There might be fibers from your clothing, but there's nothing we can do about that.
Preacher: Didn't have a lot of time to react.
Connie: I know. So, if, um, if someone asks you about Wes, what's your plan?
Preacher: If the body in the morgue is his, and they trace it back to me... I'll tell the sheriff I killed him.
Connie: That's crazy.
Preacher: I won't give them Paige.
Connie: That's fine, but don't you take the fall for this. Only ten percent of felonies end in conviction. Ninety percent of those are because the suspect confessed. If they haul you in, there's only one thing to do. Deny.
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Vernon’s practice: office
Jack: Absolutely not. Okay. Out of the question.
Mel: Jack.
Jack: No, I don't care what I did, I'm not having a doula deliver our twins at your house in some kiddie pool.
Charmaine: Well, at least I'm being honest about what I want.
Jack: Can you back me up here, please? Aren't twin births generally riskier?
Mel: For the most part, yes, they are.
Jack: And those risks are... ?
Mel: Twins are more likely to be born premature, and there's a greater chance that at least one of the babies will be in a breech position, or on their side, and in that case, you would have to undergo a cesarean.
Jack: Come on, Charmaine. What happens if you need surgery? The hospital's almost two hours away.
Charmaine: Well, did you know the infection rate of home births is less than half of those in the hospital?
Jack: Where'd you hear that?
Charmaine: The Internet.
Mel: There are undeniable advantages to delivering in a hospital. Access to emergency care being first and foremost. But if Charmaine is anxious being in a hospital, that's something you need to consider… So, you know what? I'm gonna take Tucker for a walk and give you guys some time to figure out what you wanna do. Okay? Thanks. Come on, bud.
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Paige’s truck
Ricky: Hey, Lizzie? Hey. Uh... I just came here to pick up the pies Preacher ordered.
Lizzie: So, you didn't get fired for missing a shift?
Ricky: No, but Jack is super pissed at me.
Lizzie: Whatever. He'll get over it.
Ricky: I guess.
Lizzie: I'm serious. My aunt is mad at me 24/7, and I'm still here.
Ricky: Yeah, but Jack's not like Connie. He's mostly cool.
Lizzie: I get it. How about I make it up to you?
Ricky: What? Like free brownies?
Lizzie: I had something more fun in mind.
Ricky: Oh. Uh... You... You don't have to do that.
Lizzie: Maybe I want to.
Ricky: Uh... Preacher needs me back at the bar, so...
Lizzie: So... Come back later.
Ricky: Yeah, okay. Uh...
Lizzie: Hey, aren't you forgetting something?
Ricky: Uh...
Lizzie: The pies.
Ricky: Oh. Thanks… Okay. Thanks.
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Street / Gym
Mel: Joey! Hey. You sound out of breath.
Joey: Oh, I just finished a class.
Mel: Oh, what'd you take?
Joey: Flow with Marina.
Mel: Oh, I miss Marina. How is she? Is she still single?
Joey: I heard she's hooking up with the studio owner's husband, so she may not be teaching here much longer.
Mel: Oh... Well, that's some juicy gossip.
Joey: I know, right? How are you doing?
Mel: I made it through 365 days.
Joey: Oh, honey, you should not be alone today.
Mel: No, I'm not. I'm at work. And I'm okay. I'm... I mean, I miss Mark, and I'm thinking about him, but... I'm not... Sad. Yeah.
Joey: Well, maybe that means you're on the other side of it.
Mel: The other side?
Joey: Grief. Maybe... The worst is behind you.
Mel: Well, how do you know when you're done grieving?
Joey: I think it's when the memory of someone brings peace instead of pain.
Mel: Hmm. I was thinking about him yesterday, sailing.
Joey: Remember that trip where he made us call him Captain Monroe?
Mel: Yes… Aw, he could be such a dork.
Joey: I think you guys were drinking margaritas at breakfast.
Mel: Yeah, I remember, and I was asleep by lunch… Um, let me call you back, okay? Bye.
Joey: Okay, love you.
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Vernon’s practice: garden
Jack: Hey, uh, I didn't mean to interrupt.
Mel: It's okay. So did you lie to Charmaine?
Jack: Well, not on purpose. It was an excuse.
Mel: For what?
Jack: I went by her house, and there was baby furniture everywhere, and I guess I just... I wasn't prepared. You know? I didn't wanna hurt her feelings.
Mel: You know, I'm sure if you just told her that, she would understand.
Jack: I don't want her to think that me freaking out means I'm not committed to being a dad, 'cause I am.
Mel: I know.
Jack: Look, whether I'm ready or not, it doesn't matter. I just want my kids to grow up with a dad.
Mel: They will.
Jack: Look, she is not listening to me. Can you talk to her? I just wanna make sure she's fully informed before making a decision.
Mel: Sure. Of course.
Jack: Thank you.
Mel: Can you take Tucker?
Jack: Yeah. Thank you.
Mel: You're welcome.
Jack: Good luck. Tucker, come here. Come on. We'll let the ladies talk it out, huh? Yeah, you don't have to worry about any of that.
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Jack’s bar
Preacher: Here you go. Hey, Hope. What can I getcha?
Hope: I'd like to reserve a booth.
Preacher: Okay, for...
Hope: Dinner. Two people. Five o'clock.
Preacher: Well, I think it's safe to say you don't need to make a reservation.
Hope: I wanna make sure we have a booth, preferably toward the back.
Preacher: Oh, is this official mayoral business?
Hope: What's with the third degree?
Preacher: Well, it's just that this dinner seems important.
Hope: I'm having dinner with Doc.
Preacher: Oh. So why the intrigue? You guys eat here all the time.
Hope: It's more... Intimate than usual.
Preacher: Really?
Hope: Yes.
Preacher: Hmm.
Hope: But it's not a big deal, so I'd appreciate it if you kept your "reallys" to yourself.
Preacher: I think it's about time you and Doc got back together.
Hope: Well... Yes. We are giving our relationship another try.
Preacher: Well, I think that's great.
Hope: Why?
Preacher: Well, it's obvious that you care about each other.
Hope: We fight like cats and dogs.
Preacher: Or like an old married couple.
Hope: We tried that once. It didn't work out.
Preacher: Well, you know, some things need time to marinate before they're ready to grill.
Hope: You got any other food-related metaphors up your sleeve?
Preacher: Just the one.
Hope: Well, thanks for the pep talk.
Preacher: See ya tonight.
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Vernon’s practice: kitchen
Charmaine: I'm so sorry. I had no idea you had a stillbirth.
Mel: Look, I'm only telling you this because I just wanna give you a different perspective so that you can make the best decision for you and your twins. I still haven't gotten over losing my daughter. I don't think that I ever will… I don't wish that on anyone, which is why I want to make sure that you take every precaution. You know, I'm a nurse. I'm a midwife. My husband was a doctor… We knew the risks. We did everything right, and I still blamed myself. I think if I had done anything unconventional, I never would've been able to forgive myself.
Charmaine: So, what do you think I should do?
Mel: I think that we should find... The safest option... That still allows you to feel secure.
Charmaine: Okay.
Mel: Okay. I also want you to know that I went to the river last night looking for Jack. I just... I wanted to make sure he was okay after the guys left.
Charmaine: Yeah. Well... Still... He didn't tell the truth until I called him on it. How am I supposed to trust him?
Mel: He's their father… When the twins are born, you're gonna want his support.
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Vernon’s practice: porch
Hope: What are you doing on the porch?
Vernon: Oh, they're still inside working on the birth plan. And Jack pawned the dog off on me.
Hope: They've been in there long enough for Charmaine to actually give birth. Anyway, I came to let you know that I made dinner reservations.
Vernon: Oh, where?
Hope: Jack's.
Vernon: You want to go to Jack's?
Hope: No. But might as well rip off the Band-Aid. People are gonna talk, let 'em talk.
Vernon: Well, actually, I made a reservation myself.
Hope: The only other restaurant within a five-mile radius is Curly's, and you hate that place.
Vernon: I may have bent the rules.
Mel: Hey, Hope. Uh, Doc, can you join us?
Vernon: Oh, uh, be right there.
Mel: Great.
Hope: So, should I tell Preacher we'll take a rain check?
Vernon: Yeah.
Hope: Thank you.
Vernon: I think... You can leave your umbrella at home.
Hope: Okay. Oh, Tucker, it's you and me again… All right.
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Vernon’s practice: office
Mel: So Charmaine and Jack have agreed on a birth plan, and we'd like your input.
Vernon: Okay.
Mel: Okay? So Charmaine will deliver here at the clinic with you and a doula present.
Vernon: That's a good idea. A doula will counteract your anxiety.
Mel: And there will be an ambulance on standby to take Charmaine and the babies to Grace Valley if necessary.
Vernon: Good.
Jack: So what do you think?
Vernon: Charmaine?
Charmaine: Well, I... I'd rather deliver at home, but I can live with this.
Vernon: Good. Looks like you have a plan.
Mel: Yeah… Uh, if you'll excuse me, I've been up since 3:30, so I'm gonna take a break.
Jack: Thanks.
Mel: You're welcome.
Vernon: Congratulations.
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Vernon’s practice: garden
Jack: Hey, Mel. Thank you for talking to Charmaine.
Mel: Oh.
Jack: But we really could've picked another day to do this.
Mel: Oh, no, I'm glad we got it figured out.
Jack: Well, I just think you should've been focusing on yourself today.
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Street
Mel: You know what? I got to deliver a beautiful baby boy this morning. So that was pretty great.
Jack: Still. It can't have been easy dealing with me and Charmaine.
Mel: You know you're one of the reasons I'm still standing?
Jack: What do you mean?
Mel: I wouldn't have lasted more than two days in Virgin River if it wasn't for you… So thanks.
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Curly's
Hope: Well, this is lovely.
Vernon: Yes.
Hope: Why the change of heart?
Vernon: Well, I thought it might make you feel better if we took baby steps.
Hope: If I'd known earlier, you could've saved me a whole lotta stress… Thanks.
Vernon: You're welcome… Thank you. Thank you.
Hope: Fancy.
Vernon: Well, we're here. We might as well do it right. To us.
Hope: To us.
Vernon: Now this place has great shellfish, so if you are in the mood for lobster, go for it.
Hope: I didn't know you spend time in Arcada.
Vernon: Oh, I don't.
Hope: So, how'd you find this place?
Vernon: Oh, someone recommended it.
Muriel: Doc? Hope! Hi!
Hope: You've got to be kidding me.
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Paige’s truck
Lizzie: Have you tasted this stuff? It's really good.
Ricky: Hey! Stop eating that! We gotta make more of these! Stop!
Lizzie: Stop what? Hmm?
Ricky: You're getting dough everywhere!
Lizzie: So?
Ricky: So I'm not gonna be the one who cleans that up… Stop!
Lizzie: What?
Ricky: Hey, if you throw another piece, you're gonna be...
Lizzie: What?
Ricky: You'll be... You'll be in...
Lizzie: What?
Ricky: You're gonna be...
Lizzie: Huh? What?
Ricky: You're gonna be in big trouble.
Lizzie: Ooh. I love big trouble. No, no, no! Ah! Oh, my God! No, you didn't. I just washed my hair!
Ricky: I tried to warn you, I...
Lizzie: You are so dead!
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Jack’s bar
Sheriff Duncan: Hey, Jack. Preach.
Jack: Hey, Sheriff. Any word?
Sheriff Duncan: Our John Doe is a fellow by the name of Leo Kavanaugh. Ring any bells?
Jack: Can't say I recognize the name, but that's definitely the guy who attacked Mel.
Sheriff Duncan: We pulled prints off the knife he used, and it's a match.
Jack: I'm glad you ID'ed him. Now we just gotta figure out who killed him.
Sheriff Duncan: Yeah.
Jack: You mind if I keep this?
Sheriff Duncan: No, go ahead. I got plenty of copies.
Jack: Thanks… Oh. Sorry. Give me one sec.
Sheriff Duncan: Sure.
Preacher: So, any suspects?
Sheriff Duncan: Well, nothin' yet, but it's only a matter of time. Dogs are tearing up the woods. If there's anything up there, we'll find it.
Preacher: Huh… Menu?
Sheriff Duncan: That'd be great.
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Curly's
Muriel: Thank you so much for asking me to join you.
Hope: You've got me believing in karma.
Muriel: Mmm. And I'm so glad you took me up on my recommendation. I mean, isn't The Shell fabulous? This is one of my favorite restaurants of all time. My dermatologist is just down the street, and I'm usually here at least two, three times a month. Today, however, I decided to treat myself to a little post-appointment shopping and thought, why not dinner out?
Hope: I think dermatology is a waste of money. There's nothing soap and water can't do.
Muriel: Oh, Hope, no! You have been terribly misinformed. I mean, consistent dermatological care is why no one would ever guess that you and I are close in age.
Vernon: Uh, check, please!
Hope: Excuse me. I'm suddenly feeling queasy.
Muriel: I have a fabulous idea. I am taking a wine tasting cruise, and why don't you both come?
Vernon: Oh, uh... What's your itinerary?
Muriel: Well, we start in Seattle. And then we'll travel down the coast to San Francisco and then back.
Vernon: Sounds very nice.
Muriel: Mmm. Now, I remember you said you used to live in Seattle.
Vernon: I did.
Muriel: Well, I'm gonna be staying right near the Bell Street Pier the night before the cruise takes off. Do you have any suggestions?
Vernon: I do have a friend who lives in that area. I mean, I could perhaps ask him for some recommendations if you'd like.
Muriel: Oh, that would be amazing. Thank you… Something wrong?
Vernon: Oh, I think I need to get these glasses checked. Can you make out these bottom two lines?
Muriel: Sure. Let's see… Oh, well, it is pretty fine.
Vernon: Whoa.
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Jack’s bar
Brady: I come in peace… I need your help. Should've never gotten in the middle of this Lilly thing.
Jack: Calvin sent you?
Brady: No. I'm here for me. You messed up the deal. I want you to fix it.
Jack: Lilly deserves to know who she's dealing with.
Brady: And it was your job to tell her?
Jack: She's a friend.
Brady: And you're always such a good friend, aren't you?
Jack: She's not selling the farm to Calvin.
Brady: You wanna know what I think?
Jack: No.
Brady: I think me being successful on my own is killing you.
Jack: What, so your definition of success is working for a drug dealer?
Brady: Admit it. You hate the fact that I'm making more money than you.
Jack: What you're doing isn't work. It's a felony.
Brady: Calvin wants me to take over the business.
Jack: Did you hear about the body they pulled out of the woods? Look. That... That is how Calvin treats the people that work for him.
Brady: You don't know that.
Jack: I can't prove it, but I know it.
Brady: We'll find another farm.
Jack: Yeah, go ahead. If you don't care about your life, then why should I?
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Connie’s General Store
Preacher: Connie. It wasn't him.
Connie: Told ya.
Preacher: Yeah, well, there is still a team of dogs combing the woods for evidence as we speak.
Connie: Preacher, these woods have swallowed more bodies and more evidence than even we can imagine.
Preacher: Yes, still!
Connie: It's not like they brought in the FBI. It's a small-town sheriff with limited resources.
Preacher: Okay, but in the military, we learned to always have back up. To be prepared for the worst-case scenario.
Connie: Then we move to Plan B.
Preacher: What's Plan B?
Connie: Just in case, and as I said, the chances are slim. We build you and Paige an alibi.
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Vernon’s practice: office
Jack: Doc! Mel here?
Vernon: Oh, uh, no, I told her she could come in later this afternoon.
Jack: Oh, I bought her a latte. I wanted to say thank you for yesterday.
Vernon: No. You're welcome to leave it in the kitchen.
Jack: Oh, no, I'll take it over to her while it's still hot, but thanks.
Vernon: Doctor Mullins… Oh. Uh-huh. Um, yeah, I will need an early check-in… And, um, also transportation to the Bell Street Pier.
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Cabin
Jack: Hey, what's wrong?
Mel: It was forwarded from our house in L.A.
Jack: Hey. Hey, it's okay.
Mel: It's not okay. I was wrong. It's not gonna be okay… It's not. It's just not.
