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Thursday, May 24, 2007 It's the day we've all been waiting for - Henry and Vienna make up! They sign the papers to give control of all Vienna's money back to her, and she's about to leave town. Henry shows up in his chauffeur uniform and offers to take her to the airport. He tells her that they rushed into things, and he wants to go back and start over, more slowly. And Vienna says, "Okay!" Today’s episode was directed by Maria Wagner and written by Richard Culliton.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Henry: A mimosa. Good. I'm glad you're getting your Vitamin C. Vienna: Henry, thank you for coming. Henry: Of course. I'm glad you called. I wanted to talk to you about some things. Vienna: Did you bring the papers? Henry: Yeah. Vienna: Good. Henry: All we have to do is sign them, and then you'll get all your money back. Vienna: Aren't you going to try to extract some kind of a holder's fee? Henry: Of course not. I'm happy about this. Vienna: Really? Why? Henry: Yeah. Because you should always be obscenely wealthy. It suits you. Vienna: That's true. Henry: You should have it to do whatever you want, to follow your heart's desire. Vienna: If you say so. Henry: So, what are you going to do? What's your heart's desire? Vienna: Henry, I can't have my heart's desire. So what I will do is -- leave Oakdale.
Henry: You really feel like you have to leave Oakdale? Vienna: There are too many memories, Henry. I can't live a life of what could've been. Henry: But what about all your friends here? What about Maddie? What about me? Vienna: Isn't there an old American song -- "give me all, or give me nothing at all"? Henry: Right. Vienna: So, why don't we just sign the papers and say adieu? Henry: Okay -- I thought I had a pen -- you don't have a pen, do you? Delivery man: Ms. Hyatt? These are for you. Vienna: How sweet. Henry: How big. Vienna: Will you please ask the concierge to have them put in my room? Delivery man: Yeah, of course -- you just have to sign for them. Vienna: Henry, give him a big tip, and I'm sure he'll let us keep the pen. Delivery man: Yes, ma'am. Thanks. And, here's the card. Vienna: Thank you. "Have booked your favorite floor of the Negresco. Be here by Saturday or you will miss guy and Madonna. Mad love, Sebastian." Where are those papers? Henry: Vienna, but it sounds like you're going to an outlet mall, not the Riviera. Vienna: What? Henry: Well, you're signing papers that would make you rich beyond my wildest dreams, and it's like you were signing an extension for a warranty on a vacuum cleaner. Doesn't this tell you something? Vienna: What, Henry? What exactly does it tell me?
Vienna: Henry, please. You have advice for me? You think I'm making a mistake by leaving Oakdale? Henry: I realize whatever you do, it is none of my business. Vienna: But you are concerned about me? Henry: I want you to be happy. Vienna: Well, of course I'll be happy. I have money. And that's -- that's all a person like me needs, right? Henry: No. You're so beautiful, and you're so much fun. And I know that when you're at the Riviera or whatever fabulous place you're going to be your going to find some guy who really makes you happy and he is going to be the happiest and luckiest guy in the world. Vienna: I don't know, Henry. They have to compete with the memories I have of you. Henry: I'm not daunting competition. Vienna: You're underestimating yourself. Henry: Have fun. Au revoir, Vienna. Vienna: No, Henry. Good-bye.
Vienna: What are you doing here? Henry: Well, you're going to the airport. I thought I could give you a lift, we could get lost, run out of gas, and you'd miss your flight. Vienna: You think this is funny? Henry: I think this is private. Vienna: Could you give me a moment, please. Make it fast, I have a plane to catch. Henry: What, your first-class ticket is more important than what I have to say? Vienna: It's a private jet that belongs to a friend of mine. It would be rude to keep him waiting. So say what you have to say. Henry: We should have never gotten engaged. Vienna: You've made that perfectly clear. Henry: Yes, but remember that song you were talking about? Vienna: About all or nothing? Henry: Yes. Old blue eyes, he's got another song. It's about taking all the stops along the way. We had a lot of fun together, but we were trying to nail something down before we even knew what it was. Vienna: I was trying to nail it down. Henry: Can we -- can we start over and just slow it down? I didn't even know what you like on your pizza and we're already picking out rings. Vienna: Everything, but anchovies. Henry: See? See, we are so compatible. I'm some chauffer that drinks way too many martinis, and bets on too many bad hands. And you're this gorgeous socialite who's seen everything and been everywhere. And yet for some weird reason, we are compatible. Vienna: But you don't love me. Henry: Okay, love, marriage. Those are big -- big, scary words. And people just throw them around way too easily. No, I cannot swear until death do us part. But I do swear that I don't want you to leave. And I swear that I want the chance to make you happy the way we were before we weren't. Vienna: So, you want me to give up the Riviera, and Sebastian, and everything for a chauffeur who won't marry me? Henry: Yeah. Vienna: Okay. Henry: Okay? Vienna: Henry, you had me with the cap. Henry: Come here.
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