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Tuesday, October 4, 2005 Maddie and Henry are sitting on the couch at the Lakeview Lounge with her laptop. "Well, looks like Byron got the message. K-k-k-Katie's mailbox is empty," reports Maddie. "Good," says Henry. "I feel bad for the guy. He's a lonely man with very good taste in sweaters who's been pining after his high school sweetheart for almost a decade now. And I just ripped out his heart," laments Maddie. "Yes, you did. So maybe next time you decide to play fast and loose with someone else's love life, you'll think twice, won't you?" admonishes Henry. "It's just -- it's unfair. Mike is undeserving," says Maddie. "Why, Maddie, because he kicked you out? I mean, we were -- we were camped out in the guy's love nest, after all," says Henry. "He accused me of following him. He said that I was invading his workspace. He needs a little bit of competition," says Maddie. "No. No, the last thing I need is Katie on the warpath. She already tried to brain me -- nearly brained me with a bottle of Montalcino. Which reminds me, I need you to keep an eye out for any more gifts from Mr. Glass, okay? For all we know, he may have put a mink coat in the mail before we gave him the heave-ho," says Henry. "And how do you suppose I do that?" asks Maddie. "Well, you're an in-tern. Why don't you check her in-box?" suggests Henry. "No, nope. No, sorry. No can do," says Maddie. "The only reason why I still have this job is because I promised Katie that I would stay out of her personal life. If they find me digging in her mailbox, I'm history. And then that means that I can't save enough money to get you an apartment, and you will be living in the limo for the rest of your life," says Maddie. "But -- I don't you worry about me. I will get an apartment," Henry assures her. "When? With what? You haven't had a fare in two hours," says Maddie. "You who have not been reading the little sister manual, have you? I'm the one who takes care of you. And if I fail to manage to do that, then you should not remind me," says Henry. "You are the greatest big brother a girl can have," says Maddie. "Well, yeah. So I've been told," says Henry. "I wouldn't worry about Byron. Now that Katie isn't e-mailing him anymore, I'm sure he called off the wine and roses," says Maddie. "Yeah, you're probably right. I mean, what kind of guy goes after a woman who's forgotten he even exists?" asks Henry. Maddie and Henry exchange a look. "Bye-bye, Byron Glass. It is over. Now Katie is free to be with the man of her dreams," says Henry as Maddie zips up her computer bag. "Depends how you look at it," hints Maddie. "It's not me. I'm not the man of her dreams. She can't trust me anymore, and that was always what we had --- she could come to me with anything anytime, it didn't matter what. And now I'm lucky to get a chaperone to visit with Snickers," sighs Henry. "I'm just going to tell her that it was me, that I was e-mailing Byron, pretending to be..." says Maddie. "You're going to lose your job. No," protests Henry. "But you're losing your one true love," says Maddie. "And that's a good thing. I can start overt and who knows, you know? Maybe I'll find a best friend that I'm not in love with. Maybe even a girl who thinks I'm the bee's knees," smiles Henry. "The bee's knees?" asks Maddie. "Don't you have work to do?" says Henry. "Oh, my god. I totally forgot. I have to deliver this package to the station and get coffee. Oh, but listen -- you are the bee's knees and the monkey's uncle and you will find her. She is out there. I know it," says Maddie, giving him a kiss and leaving the lounge. "Monkey's uncle. She's out there. She just doesn't give a damn," sighs Henry, finishing his martini. He stands up and runs into Katie. "Excuse me," he says, ducking around her. "Wait. I apologize. I never should have accused you of sending me that wine, especially since I didn't know for sure. But after the flowers and the sweater, I just thought..." says Katie. "Apology accepted. Is there anything else you need?" asks Henry coldly. "Yeah. I want us to be friends again. I miss you," says Katie. Henry puts his empty glass down on the bar. "Henry, you are my best friend, and I know I've hurt you and confused you and I have no right to ask this, but life's just not the same without you," says Katie. "Life is never the same, Katie, it's always changing," says Henry. "So, let's be that constant for each other. What do you say -- can we try and be friends?" asks Katie. "You don't trust me anymore. I mean, come on, I'm sure you still think I'm the one that sent you that bottle of..." "No, I really don't. I found out who sent the wine," says Katie, "My boss." "Kim Hughes sent you a bottle of Montalcino?" asks Henry in disbelief. "No, not Kim. Her new partner at the station. His name's B.J. Green. He's the reason I'm back at WOAK. He wanted to revive the butt buster," smiles Katie. "You said B.J. Green?" asks Henry, remembering the man he met at the bar. "Yeah, you've probably read about him in the papers. He's this big dot commer. He made, like, a billion dollars before the whole business went bust, but anyway he's investing in me," says Katie. "Why would a guy that you just met send you a bottle of Montalcino, circa 1993?" asks Henry. "I don't know, so I asked him that same question, and he just said that he really likes the wine. I guess that's just a coincidence," says Katie, "So, anyway, can we be friends again? I mean, your rules. Whatever you need." "Yeah. Why not?" says Henry. "Great. Well, I just thought, I don't know, a couple of minutes ago, you were ready to write me off," says Katie. "Well, maybe I'm just a big bunny at heart. Besides, who could live without k-k-k-Katie, hmm?" asks Henry. "That's what they used to call me in high school. You remember everything. So we'll talk. I gotta go back to work. I'll call you. Thank you for forgiving me," says Katie, leaving him alone. "B.J. Green..." wonders Henry. Henry is counting out his change to pay for his drink when BJ arrives and orders his usual - chocolate milk. "Mr. Limo, how're you doing?" he asks, seeing Henry. "I've been richer. This is a coincidence. I was just talking about you to one of your newest employees, Katie Peretti?" says Henry. "You know Katie?" asks BJ. "She's my ex," replies Henry. "Katie's the girl who broke your heart? Of course, the construction worker. What did you call him? The Adonis of the tool belt set? I loved that. That's Mike, right?" asks BJ. "Mike, yeah. So you sent her a bottle of Montalcino," says Henry. "Yeah, you know, you gotta keep the star of the show happy," says BJ. "Right. How did you know, though, that Katie..." wonders Henry. "Henry, can I just -- can you excuse me for a minute? I think I left my keys at the front desk," says BJ, avoiding the question. He leaves but leaves his cell phone on the bar. When it rings Henry picks it up and says, "Yeah." The woman on the phone says, "I got the message about the orchids. You want me to send them to the same address I sent the pink sweater?" Henry quickly hangs up the phone. "The pink sweater? Could B.J. Green be Byron Glass?" wonders Henry. Today’s episode was directed by Michael Eilbaum and written by Elizabeth Page.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Maddie: Well, looks like Byron got the message. K-k-k-Katie's mailbox is empty. Henry: Good. Maddie: I feel bad for the guy. He's a lonely man with very good taste in sweaters who's been pining after his high school sweetheart for almost a decade now. And I just ripped out his heart. Henry: Yes, you did. So maybe next time you decide to play fast and loose with someone else's love life, you'll think twice, won't you? Maddie: It's just -- it's unfair. Mike is undeserving. Henry: Why, Maddie, because he kicked you out? I mean, we were -- we were camped out in the guy's love nest, after all. Maddie: He accused me of following him. He said that I was invading his workspace. He needs a little bit of competition. Henry: No. No, the last thing I need is Katie on the warpath. She already tried to brain me -- nearly brained me with a bottle of Montalcino. Which reminds me, I need you to keep an eye out for any more gifts from Mr. Glass, okay? For all we know, he may have put a mink coat in the mail before we gave him the heave-ho. Maddie: And how do you suppose I do that? Henry: Well, you're an in-tern. Why don't you check her in-box? Maddie: No, nope. No, sorry. No can do.
Maddie: The only reason why I still have this job is because I promised Katie that I would stay out of her personal life. If they find me digging in her mailbox, I'm history. And then that means that I can't save enough money to get you an apartment, and you will be living in the limo for the rest of your life. Henry: But -- I don't you worry about me. I will get an apartment. Maddie: When? With what? You haven't had a fare in two hours. Henry: You who have not been reading the little sister manual, have you? I'm the one who takes care of you. And if I fail to manage to do that, then you should not remind me. Maddie: You are the greatest big brother a girl can have. Henry: Well, yeah. So I've been told. Maddie: I wouldn't worry about Byron. Now that Katie isn't e-mailing him anymore, I'm sure he called off the wine and roses. Henry: Yeah, you're probably right. I mean, what kind of guy goes after a woman who's forgotten he even exists?
Henry: Bye-bye, Byron glass. It is over. Now Katie is free to be with the man of her dreams. Maddie: Depends how you look at it. Henry: It's not me. I'm not the man of her dreams. She can't trust me anymore, and that was always what we had --- she could come to me with anything anytime, it didn't matter what. And now I'm lucky to get a chaperone to visit with snickers. Maddie: I'm just going to tell her that it was me, that I was e-mailing Byron, pretending to be -- Henry: You're going to lose your job. No. Maddie: But you're losing your one true love. Henry: And that's a good thing. I can start overt and who knows, you know? Maybe I'll find a best friend that I'm not in love with. Maybe even a girl who thinks I'm the bee's knees. Maddie: The bee's knees? Henry: Don't you have work to do? [ Maddie gasps ] Maddie: Oh, my god. I totally forgot. I have to deliver this package to the station and get coffee. Oh, but listen -- you are the bee's knees and the monkey's uncle and you will find her. She is out there. I know it. Henry: Monkey's uncle. She's out there. She just doesn't give a damn. Excuse me. Katie: Wait. I apologize. I never should have accused you of sending me that wine, especially since I didn't know for sure. But after the flowers and the sweater, I just thought -- Henry: Apology accepted. Is there anything else you need? Katie: Yeah. I want us to be friends again. I miss you.
Katie: Henry, you are my best friend, and I know I've hurt you and confused you and I have no right to ask this, but life's just not the same without you. Henry: Life is never the same, Katie, it's always changing. Katie: So, let's be that constant for each other. What do you say -- can we try and be friends? Henry: You don't trust me anymore. I mean, come on, I'm sure you still think I'm the one that sent you that bottle of -- Katie: No, I really don't. I found out who sent the wine. Henry: You did? Katie: Yeah. My boss. Henry: Kim Hughes sent you a bottle of Montalcino? Katie: No, not Kim. Her new partner at the station. His name's B.J. Green. He's the reason I'm back at WOAK. He wanted to revive the butt buster. Henry: You said B.J. Green? Katie: Yeah, you've probably read about him in the papers. He's this big dot commer. He made, like, a billion dollars before the whole business went bust, but anyway he's investing in me. Henry: Why would a guy that you just met send you a bottle of Montalcino, circa 1993? Katie: I don't know, so I asked him that same question, and he just said that he really likes the wine. I guess that's just a coincidence. Henry: Huh. Katie: So, anyway, can we be friends again? I mean, your rules. Whatever you need. Henry: Yeah. Katie: Really? Henry: Why not? Katie: Great. Well, I just thought, I don't know, a couple of minutes ago, you were ready to write me off. Henry: Well, maybe I'm just a big bunny at heart. Besides, who could live without k-k-k-Katie, hmm? Katie: That's what they used to call me in high school. You remember everything. So we'll talk. I gotta go back to work. I'll call you. Thank you for forgiving me. Henry: B.J. Green.
B.J.: I'll have the usual chocolate milk. Mr. Limo, how're you doing? Henry: I've been richer. This is a coincidence. I was just talking about you to one of your newest employees, Katie Peretti? B.J.: You know Katie? Henry: She's my ex. B.J.: Katie's the girl who broke your heart? Of course, the construction worker. What did you call him? The Adonis of the tool belt set? I loved that. That's Mike, right? Henry: Mike, yeah. So you sent her a bottle of Montalcino. B.J.: Yeah, you know, you gotta keep the star of the show happy. Henry: Right. How did you know, though, that Katie -- B.J.: Henry, can I just -- can you excuse me for a minute? I think I left my keys at the front desk. [ Cell phone rings ] Henry: Yeah. Audrey: I got the message about the orchids. You want me to send them to the same address I sent the pink sweater? Henry: The pink sweater? Could B.J. Green be Byron glass?
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