Shannon Kenny: Jeannie Collins

Quotes 

• Jeannie Collins : I hope you like this sauce. I was watching the Cooking Channel in my hotel room, and I wrote down the recipe.

  [giggles] 

  Dean Collins : [tasting]  Mm. What hotel was that?

  Jeannie Collins : Mm. Don't know, some no-frills chain, I can't remember which one.

  Dean Collins : Well, I'd like to know where you are when you're on the road.

  Jeannie Collins : Yeah, absolutely, it's just I get into my hotel room so late sometimes I don't wanna call and wake you.

  Dean Collins : I don't mind if you call.

  Jeannie Collins : Well, I will on this trip.

  Dean Collins : You're taking another trip?

  Jeannie Collins : Yes, only for a week. My sales are going great, and if I am first for the month, we can win a free trip to Hawaii.

  Dean Collins : Jeannie, you've only been on the job a couple of weeks.

  Jeannie Collins : Well, I told you I'd be good at it.

  [he doesn't look thrilled] 

  Jeannie Collins : Of course, if you don't wanna go to Hawaii with me, Dean Collins, I'll just have to get somebody else to represent tan lotion in my bed.

  [he sighs] 

  Jeannie Collins : I'm just teasin'.

  Jason Collins : [calling from his bedroom]  Mommy! Mommy!

  Jeannie Collins : [sighs]  Let me read Jason a book.

  [goes off, leaving Dean alone in the kitchen, wondering...] 

• Detective Wheeler : [at police station, phone rings]  Hello, Wheeler here.

  Jeannie Collins : [from phone booth]  Michael? Hi, it's Jeannie.

  Detective Wheeler : Hey, Jeannie. What can I do for you?

  Jeannie Collins : Well, I need to speak to my husband.

  Detective Wheeler : Uh, Dean isn't here.

  Jeannie Collins : Oh. Uhm, will you leave a message for me?

  Detective Wheeler : Sure.

  Jeannie Collins : He... he said he wanted me to stay in touch with him when I'm on the road, so I'm at my old roommate's house in Madison, to save some money, Mary Beth, you should remember. Look, I'd give you her number, but her phone was just disconnected and she's not getting a new one till next week. Uh, just tell Dean that I'll just check in with him later so he won't worry.

  Detective Wheeler : I doubt if he'll be calling. He took the day off. Said he had some business in Augusta.

  Jeannie Collins : [instantly rattled]  In Augusta?

  [nervous scoff] 

  Jeannie Collins : Why on earth would he go to Augusta?

  Detective Wheeler : He didn't say. But I'll tell him that you called if he checks in, all right?

  Jeannie Collins : Yeah. Thanks.

  Detective Wheeler : All right, bye.

  [puts down phone, leaving Jeannie very uncertain, as a sign near the phone booth reveals her to be in Augusta] 

• Jeannie Collins : [entering just after Lane and Dean has left]  Oh... thank you so much, honey.

  [embraces him] 

  Matt Carter : I cannot believe they're trying to track you down.

  Jeannie Collins : [sighs]  Well, they must have seen us together at the airport the other day, and recognized me. I mean, they did see me on the day of the birth, it's just that the adoption agency promised no one can ever get my name.

  Matt Carter : It's a good thing that they at least warned us that couple is trying to find their child's birth mother.

  Jeannie Collins : I was only seventeen when I got pregnant, and... the circumstances were so awful...

  Matt Carter : Don't worry yourself about that. It's in the past. I'm here to protect you now.

  Jeannie Collins : You're not mad at me?

  Matt Carter : [scoffs]  Jeannie, honey, I love you! You're gonna be my wife!

  Jeannie Collins : [laughs]  Well, I don't want those people to ever find me.

  Matt Carter : Don't worry, I convinced them they're wrong. They're not gonna bother us again.

  [they hug, but secretly, she has a grim expression] 

• Lane McKenzie : Look, I didn't make it up, and I wasn't mistaken.

  Dean Collins : Lane, this type of thing happens all the time at crime scenes. Just last week I was investigating a robbery, and one of the customers got a good look at the thief, and described him as six feet two, overweight, with sandy-colored hair. When we caught the guy, he turned out to be five foot seven, a hundred forty-four pounds, dripping wet and balding.

  Lane McKenzie : I'm sure I saw Jeannie.

  Dean Collins : Lane...!

  Lane McKenzie : I know I must look like an absolute fool taking you on a wild-goose chase to Augusta, and... I know what you must think of me.

  Dean Collins : I think you're a good friend trying to help.

  Lane McKenzie : [smirks]  Don't be so nice about it.

  Dean Collins : I'm not trying to be nice. It's what I think.

  Lane McKenzie : Don't you wonder if I was... finagling to get you alone for a day?

  Dean Collins : If that was your intention, you could have come up with a much smoother plan.

  [she smirks] 

  Lane McKenzie : [a knock on the door]  Oh.

  Dean Collins : I'd better be going.

  Lane McKenzie : Hold on.

  [goes to open] 

  Lane McKenzie : Jeannie!

  Jeannie Collins : There you are, Lane. My husband wasn't home, so I thought I'd look here, and surprise! I found you!

  Dean Collins : What are you doing in town?

  Jeannie Collins : [holding up her hand imperiously]  No, no. I cannot believe you are asking me that. I find you here, with your old girlfriend,

  [crosses arms:] 

  Jeannie Collins : and you start questioning me?

  Dean Collins : [trying]  I was doing a favor for Lane.

  Jeannie Collins : Oh, Lordy me, I hate to ask what kind of a favor?

  Lane McKenzie : I had an electrical problem, and Dean said he'd fix it.

  Jeannie Collins : [scoffs]  Next time, hire an electrician.

  Lane McKenzie : Oh, well.

  Dean Collins : Let's go, Jeannie, you made enough of a scene already.

  Jeannie Collins : [holding up her hand]  Au contraire! I am sick and tired of Lane McKenzie acting so self-righteous when she is running after you like some lovesick puppy! Electrical problem, my butt!

  Dean Collins : Jeannie!

  Lane McKenzie : I am not running after your husband.

  Jeannie Collins : Oh, no? Well, then I'd never find the two of you together again, and if I do, I will kick your teeth in.

  Dean Collins : [sighs, taking his wife by the arm]  We are going.

  Jeannie Collins : [snaps viciously]  Take your cheating arm off of me!

  Lane McKenzie : [as Jeannie storms off, Dean following]  I'm sorry.