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Thursday, May 22, 2008 Today’s episode was directed by Habib Azar and written by Susan Dansby.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Vienna: Ow. Ow. Oh. Ow, ow, ow, ow! Henry, can you take these please? Hurry! Ohh. Henry: Aha. Pepparkakor emergency? Vienna: Oh, I burned my hand on the oven. I think it's starting to blister. Henry: Oh, that oven. That oven's a hazard. Here. Give me that. Is that better? Vienna: Oh. Oh, you poor thing. Henry: That serves me right for not stretching before I played cavalier and milkmaid with you, my darling. Vienna: Oh, no, what am I thinking? In a minute we'll have a bunch of teenagers storming in, demanding food. Henry: Sweetheart, you're running yourself ragged. You know that. Vienna: Oh, yeah, but it's so nice to make some extra money. Do you think -- do you think the schools have parties in the summer, too? Henry: You know what? Cool your jets, my eager entrepreneur. After tonight -- after tonight, we won't have to rent this place out for high-school dances just to make ends meet. Vienna: Henry? Henry: Hmm? Vienna: What have you done? Henry: Just something that will deliver us to the life of luxury to which I would love to become accustomed.
Henry: The little savages are eating like there's no tomorrow. We may have to put out another plate of pepparkakor before the night is through. Vienna: What did you mean before about plans for a lavish lifestyle? Henry: I will tell you, sweetheart, but you have to promise not to scream in front of the kiddies. It's very bad for business. Vienna: If you don't tell me right now, I'll scream so loud, they're gonna hear me all the way to Argentina. Henry: Ooh, Argentina. We could afford Argentina, actually. Topless beaches by day, a little tango by night. Vienna: Henry -- Henry: All right, all right, all right, all right, all right. I'm planning to see a lawyer tonight about getting some of Gray Gerard's estate. Vienna: Why? We don't want Gray's money. Henry: Why not? Why don't we want it? It spends as well as anyone else's. Besides, he owes us for all the suffering that he's caused us. Vienna: No, there's no need for -- Henry: Hey, aren't you brad's kid? Liberty: Yeah. Vienna: Oh. Oh, you are so beautiful! You're a lucky fella. Dylan: I guess I am. Vienna: Henry has told me all about you, but he didn't tell me how lovely you are. And your father -- he's a lovely, lovely man. Liberty: Thanks. Henry: This is my partner, Vienna. Liberty: Wow, you -- you know, you really look like a model or something. Why do you work in a diner? Vienna: Well, we own this place, and I happen to love working here. Liberty: Well, whatever floats your boat. Henry: That's it. That's it. I'm getting you away from burned pinkies and dishpan hands. I'm going to see that attorney. Vienna: Oh, no, Henry, wait! Don't leave me here alone with all these little savages!
Bonnie: I think you're looking for me, Henry. Henry: You're Gray Gerard's attorney? Bonnie: Actually, that's Rick Greenberg, but he was held up in court, and I was retained along with him to handle Gray Gerard's estate. Henry: Okay, hey, I don't care who writes the checks, just as long as there's lots of zeroes and -- and they don't bounce their way right out of the bank. Now, the guy did try to kill me, so I figure he owes me -- even if he is dead. Bonnie: You see, there's a problem because Gray Gerard died without a will. Henry: So, what does that mean to me? Bonnie: Well, that means -- it means, unless you're his long-lost relative, you don't get a penny. Henry: I could sue the estate. Bonnie: You could, but you won't win. Henry: Bonnie, come on. Look, Vienna and I can't keep slinging pepparkakor for the rest of our lives! Bonnie: Oh, hey, Vienna, Vienna, Vienna. She put you up to this? Henry: No. Bonnie: I should have -- I should have realized that. Henry: She doesn't care about the money. She doesn't even want the money, but I do. Bonnie: Sorry, I cannot help you. Henry: Because he's dead. If the lowlife were still alive -- Bonnie: You could sue him for damages, and you'd actually win. Henry: That's just my luck. Yeah.
Vienna: Henry, Henry. You shouldn't have run out like that. Henry: Yeah, I know, especially since it was a waste of time. Vienna: I told you, I don't care about anything except you and our little diner and -- what do you mean, it was a waste of time? Henry: I mean Gerard's money. It's not gonna happen. Vienna: Darling, it doesn't matter. Henry: It matters to me! But, according to Bonnie, we just don't have a shot. Vienna: Okay, bon-- Bonnie? She's the lawyer you went to see? Henry: Yeah, I was supposed to meet some guy, but she was filling in for him -- Vienna: That witch has no right to keep that money away from you! Let me at her. Henry: Vienna, no violence, please. I can't afford to bail you out! [ Sighs ]
Vienna: I should have known. Only a sleazy lawyer like you would represent an evil person like Gray Gerard. Bonnie: Well, you slept with the man, so what does that make you? Vienna: Henry deserves that money from Gray's estate. The man kidnapped my Henry and nearly killed him. Bonnie: Well, that may be true, but Henry doesn't have a case, and he won't get any of Gray's money. That's it. End of story. Vienna: If you were a good lawyer, you would find a way. Bonnie: Henry's not my client, sweetheart. Vienna: Look at your client. Look at who he hurt -- people you supposedly care about -- Margo Hughes, her family. If you were even a half-decent person, you would find a way to get these victims some justice!
Vienna: That woman -- she's a beast! Henry: You saw Bonnie. Did you do any bodily harm? Vienna: No, I wanted to, but I didn't. She won't help you. Do you know why? Henry: Yeah, because she doesn't think I have a case. Vienna: No, because she's spiteful and cruel. But we're not gonna think about her or Gray Gerard or his money anymore, and that's that. Henry: Yeah, not quite. I plan on getting what I'm owed if I have to pry it from Gerard's cold, dead hands. Vienna: This isn't about the money. You want the money because of me, Henry. You want to get back at Gray for sleeping with me. Henry: The thought never crossed my mind.
Bonnie: We could just treat it like another debt against the estate. I mean, you're getting paid. I'm getting paid. I mean, why shouldn't Henry Coleman get some remuneration for the pain and distress our client caused him? Of course. Of course I understand if you no longer need my services. But the fact still remains that -- hello?
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