- Nick Corelli: [as he comes driving up, Peyton has hurriedly jumped into her car with her loot] Hey!
- Peyton Richards: Hi! Bye!
- Nick Corelli: Oh, it's nice to see you too, Miss Richards.
- Peyton Richards: Don't take it personally. I don't know you well enough to insult you. I'm just in a hurry.
- Nick Corelli: I need to get to my brother...
- [she's got the key in the ignition]
- Nick Corelli: Is Reese at home?
- Peyton Richards: [hastily] She might be.
- [zooms off]
- Jeweller: And how may I help you, Miss?
- Peyton Richards: Yes, I need an appraisal.
- Jeweller: Certainly. Let me get some forms. Would that be a single piece or a collection?
- Peyton Richards: [smiling modestly] Well, now, just... just this.
- [places her scavenged find on the counter]
- Jeweller: [looking at her suspiciously] Where did you get that?
- Peyton Richards: [smiling thinly] Does that matter?
- Jeweller: I'd know this emerald anywhere. It's the Centurion.
- Peyton Richards: [looks down, then straight into his eyes] The what?
- Jeweller: That's stolen merchandise.
- Peyton Richards: Well, that is an outrageous suggestion. You haven't even examined it.
- [scoops up the emerald, slips it back into her purse]
- Peyton Richards: This emerald has been in my family for generations. Obviously you don't need my business. I will take it elsewhere.
- [beats a hasty retreat with the guy staring after her]
- Nick Corelli: [her car won't start, he is just 'conveniently' there] Funny how we keep bumping into each other. It must be destiny.
- Peyton Richards: Maybe it's just bad luck.
- Nick Corelli: Little car trouble?
- Peyton Richards: No, sugar, I like burning the ignition without turning over the engine. It's a little hobby of mine.
- Nick Corelli: You're awfully sassy for someone who needs help.
- [she sighs]
- Nick Corelli: Pop the hood.
- [he stands up, walks to the bonnet, the hood clicks open]
- Nick Corelli: Thank you.
- [leans over the engine and replaces the little part he had taken from the distributor, then, when she comes to inspect:]
- Nick Corelli: You see this?
- Peyton Richards: No, what?
- Nick Corelli: Now this should be checked every time you have your car tuned up, okay? Now, if this ever happens again, all you have to do, if you take this...
- Peyton Richards: Mm-mm.
- Nick Corelli: ...in your right hand...
- Peyton Richards: Mm-mm. Okay.
- [but he insists she should do it herself to demonstrate her understanding]
- Peyton Richards: Okay, fine.
- Nick Corelli: [as she leans over the engine, her shoulder-slung purse hangs over her hip, making an inviting target] Now, take that in your right hand...
- [directing her attention to matters mechanical]
- Peyton Richards: Mm-mm.
- Nick Corelli: ...and you push it... right... there.
- Peyton Richards: [giggles, this is easy] Okay.
- Nick Corelli: [unknown to her, he opens her purse] Yeah, now push...
- Peyton Richards: Uh-huh.
- Nick Corelli: ...there.
- [appreciative of her physical appeal in her pair of white slacks]
- Peyton Richards: Oh. Okay. Uh-huh.
- [doesn't realize at all that he's fishing out the emerald]
- Nick Corelli: Right there...
- Peyton Richards: Yes.
- Nick Corelli: ...till it's snug.
- [slips the jewel into his back pocket]
- Peyton Richards: Yeah.
- Nick Corelli: Is it snug?
- Peyton Richards: [she's fitted the gizmo] Yeah, it's snug. Okay.
- [giggles]
- Nick Corelli: [inspects] Perfect. You know, you have a lot of potential.
- Peyton Richards: As a mechanic?
- Nick Corelli: Yeah, that too, I guess.
- [they share a laugh]
- Nick Corelli: Yeah, it should start now.
- [he closes the hood as she climbs in behind the wheel]
- Peyton Richards: [engine starts] Ah. I'm much obliged, Mr. Corelli.
- Nick Corelli: It's music to my ears. You see, I love having beautiful women indebted to me.
- Peyton Richards: [smirks] I'm not indebted. Just grateful.
- [takes off, tires screeching, leaving him standing there on the sidewalk]
- Nick Corelli: Bye.
- [though she's far away already:]
- Nick Corelli: I take what I can get.
- Dean Collins: [talking on phone] Line 42, please.
- Reese Burton: What's going on, Dean?
- Dean Collins: [talking on phone] Yes, I'm returning your call to Lane McKenzie. No, I'm not the card holder, but I need to know what the problem is with her account. Look, I'm a detective, her mother's maiden name is McCullan. I want this call patched through to the Savannah Police Department, this is a homicide investigation, and I wanna know what was purchased and where it was delivered and I wanna know yesterday!
- Reese Burton: [as they run out towards Dean's pickup] Doesn't make any sense ordering a TV set for somebody who lives in Harlow.
- Dean Collins: Most likely somebody found the credit card and went on a shopping spree.
- [she climbs in as well]
- Dean Collins: What are you doing?
- Reese Burton: What does it look like I'm doing?
- Dean Collins: You can not come with me, Reese.
- Reese Burton: If you don't let me go, I'll follow you, and in order to keep up with you, I'll tailgate. What would you rather have, me being a traffic hazard, or passenger sitting safely by your side?
- Dean Collins: You know, it's probably a wild goose chase.
- Reese Burton: Why are you going?
- [he just looks at her]
- Reese Burton: Go!
- [he pulls away with screeching tires]
- Detective Sheila Madison: [at police station, about to wire bare-chested Tom] You have a romantic interest in the subject?
- Tom Massick: [uncomfortably] No. And what difference would that make?
- Detective Sheila Madison: [business-like] It determines where we place the transmitter. If the subject is... Veronica...
- Tom Massick: Veronica Koslowski.
- Detective Sheila Madison: If Ms. Koslowski is likely to embrace you, then we'll place the transmitter in the groin area, where it can't be detected by casual contact.
- Tom Massick: [doesn't want that] Well, then I'll make sure she doesn't embrace me.
- Detective Sheila Madison: Then I'd suggest the small of your back.
- [walks around him]
- Tom Massick: [softly] All right.
- Detective Sheila Madison: This is the transmitter,
- [shows him]
- Detective Sheila Madison: and this where the microphone will be attached.
- [touching his chest]
- Detective Wheeler: [entering] Can we get a move on with this?
- Det. Heuston: I don't think so. Detective Madison is enjoying this too much.
- [chortles at Tom's discomfort]
- Edward Burton: [on phone] Uh-huh. Who else are gonna be there?
- Veronica Koslowski: The Browns and the Tubmans and the Stowes.
- Edward Burton: Good, good, good.
- Veronica Koslowski: Eleanor and Charles Alexander. Eleanor called with an apology.
- Edward Burton: Oh, what for?
- Veronica Koslowski: Her son invited Peyton.
- [Edward smiles]
- Veronica Koslowski: Eleanor said she couldn't do anything about it, but I wouldn't worry, Peyton would have to mind her manners in front of the Alexanders.
- Edward Burton: Oh, a fat load of good it is going to do her. Peyton has as much of a chance of marrying that young man as I do.
- [Veronica giggles]
- Tom Massick: [overheard on the line] Testing, testing, one two three, testing, testing, one two three. I sure hope to hell this contraption is working.
- Edward Burton: Uh... contraption? What contraption?
- Veronica Koslowski: That wasn't me.
- Edward Burton: No, I swear I heard someone say "I hope to hell this contraption is working."
- Veronica Koslowski: So did I...
- [Tom knocks at her door]
- Veronica Koslowski: That sounded for all the world like...
- [goes toward door]
- Veronica Koslowski: Hang on a second, Edward.
- Edward Burton: Well, I'm in a hurry now...
- Veronica Koslowski: [at door] Who is it?
- Tom Massick: The man with the white flag.
- Veronica Koslowski: I'll be right there.
- [to Edward:]
- Veronica Koslowski: Did you hear that?
- Edward Burton: Yes, "the man with the white flag." I, uh, do you have a portable phone?
- Veronica Koslowski: Yeah...
- Edward Burton: Well, that explains the interference.
- Veronica Koslowski: I... I have to go, Edward, I'll, uh, I'll see you at the fund-raiser.
- Edward Burton: Now you get that phone fixed now, darling, that's the worst cross-talk I ever heard.
- Veronica Koslowski: [opens door for Tom] Hey.
- Tom Massick: Hey.
- [waving handkerchief]
- Tom Massick: Told you I'd be waving the white flag.
- Veronica Koslowski: Come on in.
- Detective Wheeler: [police listening in] Here we go!
- Veronica Koslowski: [to Tom] So happy we're calling a truce.
- Tom Massick: Well, you can't be as happy about it as I am.
- Veronica Koslowski: [scoffs] Are you kidding? I'm the one facing your bizarre accusations.
- Tom Massick: Bizarre?
- Veronica Koslowski: Yes. Based on the stories you told them, the police questioned me about my supposed attempt to frame Reese Burton.
- Tom Massick: I told them that you had attempted to frame me.
- Veronica Koslowski: Oh, that's right, I was supposed to be framing you, because... Why was I framing you? Er,
- [holds up hands]
- Veronica Koslowski: doesn't matter, Tom, I never understood the story anyway.
- Tom Massick: [exasperated] Have you lost touch with reality? You're talking to the only person who knows what really happened!
- Veronica Koslowski: I don't know why you're so mad at me, Tom, but it is a terrible state of affairs when the police will listen to a story from anyone who walks in off the street
- Tom Massick: You don't care that an innocent person is going to jail.
- Veronica Koslowski: I care more about being blamed for something I didn't do. How would you like it if I walked into that police station and said "excuse me, officers, but I'd like to tell you a couple fairy-tales about Tom Massick, for example-"
- Tom Massick: [knowing that there is an audience] Wait, come off it!
- Veronica Koslowski: [as the police listen attentively] Supposing I said I know for a fact that Tom Massick was involved in a money-laundering operation in Louisville, here's how he did it. First, he set up a dozen front corporations, each with its own bank accounts...
- Technician: [the police lose contact] Lost him!
- Detective Wheeler: Damn!
- Nick Corelli: [on phone] Yeah, this is Nick. I've found what you wanted. Bring the final payment to the Oval Fork warehouse in one hour. That's right. And listen, sport, on the off chance you found out where I'm staying, do me a favor. Don't come here looking for it, because I don't have it with me, not on my person, not in my room, got it?
- [puts down phone, there is a knock on the door]
- Nick Corelli: Damn!
- [takes chair in hand to use as a weapon before he opens door, sighs]
- Nick Corelli: Hi there.
- Peyton Richards: [sailing in] Where's the emerald you stole from me?
- Nick Corelli: Now there's a leading question if ever I heard one. Like, "when did you stop beating your wife?"
- Peyton Richards: [searching around in the unmade bed] Look, I want it back.
- Nick Corelli: If I had it, I sure wouldn't leave it lying here,
- [pointedly:]
- Nick Corelli: you never know what kind of people would walk through that door.
- Peyton Richards: [humoring him] Yes, well, if it's not here, where is it?
- Nick Corelli: [shrugs] Search me.
- Peyton Richards: All right.
- [advances]
- Nick Corelli: [little laugh] No, I meant, "search me" as in, you know...
- Peyton Richards: [grins] You afraid?
- Nick Corelli: [scoffs, putting his hands on top of his head] If it will satisfy you, be my guest.
- Peyton Richards: Oh, is this a dare?
- Nick Corelli: It's more like a fantasy.
- Tom Massick: [bare chest] She knew I was wearing a wire. I was set up.
- Detective Wheeler: Well, no one in this office told her.
- Tom Massick: How can you be so sure?
- Detective Wheeler: Hey, look, you're out of line, sir. Sheila, Marty's out sick, I need you to make the lab run.
- Detective Sheila Madison: But I'm just finishing a double shift!
- Detective Wheeler: Hey... I knew you'd do it.
- [goes off]
- Tom Massick: [while getting dressed] Look, uh, Detective Madison, I'm really sorry for running off at the mouth.
- Detective Sheila Madison: You're not the first, and you won't be the last.
- Tom Massick: It, uh, doesn't justify what I said. I really am sorry.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [joking] I guess I won't arrest you then.
- Tom Massick: And I do appreciate everything you've done for me.
- Detective Sheila Madison: It's just my job. You got everything?
- Tom Massick: Yeah. I think so. Except, uh... my glasses.
- [a fabrication]
- Tom Massick: You seen my glasses? Oh, damn, I must have left them in Veronica's apartment. May I use your phone?
- Detective Sheila Madison: You're gonna call her after what happened?
- Tom Massick: [playing helpless] I, uh, I need a taxi.
- [shrugs]
- Tom Massick: I can't drive without my glasses.
- Detective Sheila Madison: Well, where are you going?
- Tom Massick: Back to the riverboat.
- Detective Sheila Madison: Mm.
- [checks her wristwatch]
- Detective Sheila Madison: If you can wait twenty minutes, I'll give you a ride.
- Tom Massick: [she's taken the bait!] Okay.
- Reese Burton: Drive faster, it will be dark soon!
- Dean Collins: Reese. I respect what you're going through, okay? But you're talking as if you believe that Lane is still alive... when all the evidence we have states otherwise.
- Reese Burton: I'll believe what I wanna believe, all right? I'm not a cop, I don't have to hide my feelings. I don't have to pretend I don't have hope.
- Dean Collins: Of course I hope she's alive, but it's not reasonable to believe... that she's alive.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [as they drive away] I thought we'd never get out of the station.
- Tom Massick: I'm grateful for the ride.
- Detective Sheila Madison: No problem.
- Tom Massick: I, uh, really appreciate you taking pity on a guy who, uh, doesn't really deserve it.
- [surreptitiously reaching for the evidence bag and slipping out what he wants]
- Detective Sheila Madison: Why are you so down on yourself? Talking from experience, not every guy would do what you did trying to save your girlfriend.
- Tom Massick: Reese isn't my girlfriend.
- Detective Sheila Madison: She's not your girlfriend?
- Tom Massick: Just business partners.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [grinning] I wish I had known that when I had your shirt off back there.
- Nick Corelli: [as Peyton encounters him as she goes up the stairs at function] Where's the emerald you stole?
- Peyton Richards: [giggles] Gonna search me?
- Nick Corelli: [grinning] I'd love to spend the rest of the day searching you,
- [she giggles]
- Nick Corelli: but I don't have time.
- Peyton Richards: Well, sugar, I will just have to live with disappointment, 'cause I don't have time either.
- [tries stepping past him]
- Nick Corelli: [blocks her] You're in way over your head, Peyton. This isn't a game of finder's keepers. I wish I could let you have that emerald all to yourself, but I'm afraid that's not possible.
- Peyton Richards: I'm... I'm late for a date, so if you're done...
- [heads up the stairs]
- Nick Corelli: You can't wear that emerald, you can't cut it up, and you can't fence it, because... every jeweler in the country recognizes it. Did you actually show it to that jeweler this morning? He's probably already called the police. What's worse, people of the sort you don't invite to dinner, made a down payment on that stone, and they're expecting to get their hands on it in twenty minutes. If they don't, they break my legs.
- Peyton Richards: [looking him in the eyes without any simpathy] Aw...
- Nick Corelli: [as she heads back up] That may not bring you to tears, but the thing about it is, they're single-minded, they won't stop with my legs,
- [she hesitates and he circles her]
- Nick Corelli: they'll find you...
- [she's unsure]
- Nick Corelli: and they'll break yours.
- Peyton Richards: [scoffs] But if you're telling the truth, what do I need you for? And if I had the emerald you're talking about, what's to keep me from dealing with these people directly?
- Nick Corelli: [smirks] These guys don't use fax machines or e-mail or checking accounts. They don't have an office, they don't write anything down. They don't give receipts.
- Peyton Richards: Oh, but they do business with you?
- Nick Corelli: Guess it's my honest face.
- Peyton Richards: [scoffs] Well then, I guess they won't mind dealing with your business partner.
- Nick Corelli: I don't... I don't have a business partner.
- Peyton Richards: I've got the rock, sugar. It makes us partners.
- [heads back down the stairs]
- Nick Corelli: [following her] All right, all right, all right. Partner.
- [she smirks]
- Nick Corelli: Let's do business.
- [heads off, with her following]
- Detective Sheila Madison: [stopping in front of the Savannah] There you go.
- Tom Massick: Would you like to come in?
- Detective Sheila Madison: I'm on duty.
- Tom Massick: Call it research. Look, I'll give you a tour, okay, and if you ever have to chase bad guys on a riverboat, then, you know, you'll know your way around.
- Detective Sheila Madison: You're a piece of work.
- [climbs out as well]
- Tom Massick: What can I get you to drink?
- Detective Sheila Madison: On duty...
- Tom Massick: Then I'll... get you water.
- [pours]
- Detective Sheila Madison: [looks around, sighs] You own all this?
- Tom Massick: I do own what my partners and creditors... don't own. Which pretty much, uh, comes down to these glasses... minus the ice.
- Tom Massick: [making a toast:] To, uh, truth, justice, and... the most beautiful angel of mercy a guy could ever hope for.
- [she closes her eyes as he kisses her tenderly on the cheek, then he clinks her glass]
- Detective Sheila Madison: You're too good to be true, you know that?
- Tom Massick: Unfortunately, yes, I do.
- Detective Sheila Madison: Give me time, I'll find a flaw.
- Tom Massick: My apartment is upstairs, and you can have all the time you need.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [puts down her glass] I have to be somewhere. Thanks for the drink.
- Tom Massick: Thanks for the ride.
- Brian Alexander: [at function] Well, Peyton just phoned, she said she'll be late.
- Eleanor Alexander: Not "will be", dear. Is.
- Brian Alexander: She's gonna try to make it, but she said not to hold dinner.
- Eleanor Alexander: Well, hip hip hooray.
- Brian Alexander: These things happen, Mother.
- Eleanor Alexander: They don't just happen, Brian, I have never in my life been stood up.
- Brian Alexander: She did not... stand me up.
- Eleanor Alexander: Oh, what do you call it?
- Brian Alexander: She was unavoidably detained.
- Eleanor Alexander: "Unavoidably detained", is that what she said?
- Brian Alexander: Yes, Mother, that's what she said.
- Eleanor Alexander: [highly sarcastic] Sounds like she's giving you a deposition.
- Brian Alexander: It's good enough for me.
- Eleanor Alexander: Which is exactly the problem, Brian. When you give somebody else the benefit of the doubt, there has to be room for doubt.
- Charles Alexander: [trying] Eleanor, you know...
- Eleanor Alexander: You're my son, so maybe you're not stupid, but maybe you have no pride, or maybe you choose to be blind, but don't you forget that by doing this to you publicly, that woman is also showing disrespect for your father and me.
- Nick Corelli: [as they walk along in back alley] Lemme give you some instructions on dealing with these people. When we meet 'em, don't get cute, don't get smart, take the money, don't argue, walk away, don't stop and count it, just... walk. And don't talk.
- Peyton Richards: [light summer dress] Wow.
- Nick Corelli: Now, these guys aren't as progressive as I am. They think a chick's only useful for one thing, and that one thing ain't conversation.
- Peyton Richards: Well, it certainly lowers my estimation of you for dealing with men like that.
- Nick Corelli: [two thugs waiting for them next to big black car] Let's start practicing the don't talk thing. Right now. Okay?
- Harry: [hoodlum] Who's she?
- Nick Corelli: It's my sister, my lawyer, my bodyguard. Take your pick.
- Harry: I don't like having a witness.
- Nick Corelli: And I don't like looking at your ugly face, but I have to.
- Phil: [the other thug snarls] You got a mouth!
- Nick Corelli: And an emerald. Do we stand here and talk, or do we make this transaction and go our separate ways, gentlemen? And I use the term loosely.
- Harry: Where is it?
- Uniformed officer: [his hand reaching for the money] I'll take that of your hands, Miss Richards. Nick,
- [they shake hands]
- Uniformed officer: great job. Miss Richards, the police and the City of Savannah thank you for your help. Mr. Corelli told us all about your cooperation.
- Peyton Richards: [at a loss, but trying not to show] He did? He told you about our... cooperation?
- Nick Corelli: I wouldn't have been able to do this without her.
- Peyton Richards: [irony] Oh, it was nothing. Really.
- Uniformed officer: Please come by the station at your convenience so we can take a statement.
- Peyton Richards: [still stunned] Uh.
- Uniformed officer: There's no hurry, though, we've got the whole thing on videotape, so they're not gonna walk. If you'll excuse me, I have to go read them their rights. Nick...
- [Nick beams as they shake hands]
- Peyton Richards: [as Nick grins at her] You set me up!
- Nick Corelli: No, no,
- [pointing at the arrested thugs:]
- Nick Corelli: I set up those monkeys over there.
- Peyton Richards: Why didn't you tell me the truth?
- Nick Corelli: Would you have willingly walked away from this without one red cent?
- Peyton Richards: [seething] I should have had the choice.
- Nick Corelli: It wasn't a choice. It was a temptation. I simply removed the temptation.
- Peyton Richards: [as he goes off back to his car] Well, do I get a reward for this?
- Nick Corelli: [over his shoulder] Virtue is its own reward.
- Reese Burton: [as they pull up outside the farmhouse] I think we just passed the middle of nowhere.
- Dean Collins: [gets out of the truck] You stay here.
- Dean Collins: [as Reese pulls her breath in sharply when he aims his service revolver at her] I told you to stay in the car!
- Reese Burton: Did you get inside?
- Dean Collins: I don't hear a thing, I don't see a thing, I need probable cause.
- Reese Burton: [holding up one of Lane's garments] Is this enough? I found it on the clothesline behind the house. Call somebody!
- Tom Massick: [a knock on the door] Come in.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [entering] Tom. The evidence I was carrying inside of the envelope, did you see it?
- Tom Massick: Yes, I have it.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [relieved smile] Thank goodness.
- Tom Massick: Um, I'm keeping it.
- Detective Sheila Madison: [smile fades] Why?
- Tom Massick: Because I do not want Reese Burton to stand trial.
- Detective Sheila Madison: That evidence has nothing to do with her case.
- Tom Massick: I know.
- [nods]
- Tom Massick: I wanna make a deal.
- Detective Sheila Madison: You are a piece of work.
- Tom Massick: [graciously] Thank you.
- Detective Sheila Madison: No way in hell am I making a deal with you!
- Tom Massick: Well, I was hoping I could convince you otherwise, uh, for both our sakes.
- [switches on video recording]
- Tom Massick: The security cameras caught it all.
- [image of Tom and Sheila at bar]
- Tom Massick: Now what do you think the police commission and Internal Affairs would think of that? It looks to me like you're consorting with a civilian while on duty. Note the time and the date of the tape.
- [boisterous laugh, then he imitates police inquiry:]
- Tom Massick: And it also appears that you are on very intimate terms with that man. Did you stop and meet with your lover while on duty, Detective Madison, when you were supposed to be delivering important evidence to the laboratory? And is that alcohol you're consuming?
- Detective Sheila Madison: I can arrest you.
- Tom Massick: You can, but you will not find the evidence that you allege that I stole. And after a very ugly, long, public internal investigation, you will be dismissed from the police force.
- Detective Sheila Madison: You son of a bitch...!
- Tom Massick: [holding up a finger at her] Temper!
- Detective Sheila Madison: What do you want?
- Tom Massick: I want an innocent woman to go free, I want you to have a very long and distinguished career in law enforcement, and we can accomplish both of these things if we work together.
- Lane McKenzie: [in bed] Oh. It's good to be with you.
- Dean Collins: Yeah, and you'd better get used to it, 'cause I'm never letting you out of my sight again.
- [light giggle from her]
- Dean Collins: I may never let you out of this apartment again.
- [as they look into each other's eyes:]
- Dean Collins: I may never let you out of this bed again.
- [she strokes his arm, and they kiss]
- Peyton Richards: [arriving late] Gin and tonic.
- Bartender: Sorry, the bar's closed.
- Brian Alexander: [as she finds leftover bottle and pours herself a glass] Pour me one.
- Peyton Richards: [swallows] Oh... Brian... I'm so sorry that I missed dinner. Your parents must be just furious.
- Brian Alexander: My parents... will be as proud of you as I am.
- Peyton Richards: What?
- Brian Alexander: I called the police, about another case. They told me what you did.
- Peyton Richards: Well, it was... nothing.
- [looks away coyly]
- Brian Alexander: As I understand it, you could have walked away with that emerald, and no one would have been the wiser. You just don't find that kind of honesty in many people.
- Peyton Richards: Well, all I care about is that... you're not mad at me.
- Brian Alexander: I do hope...
- [reaches for his back pocket]
- Brian Alexander: that seeing how little you treasure expensive gems...
- [produces engagement ring]
- Brian Alexander: that you won't treat this one with the same disdain that you did that emerald. You see, this one has... sentimental value too. It was my grandmother's.
- [getting down on bended knee:]
- Brian Alexander: Peyton... will you marry me?
- Peyton Richards: Oh... you don't have to ask me twice.
- [he smiles and slips the ring onto her finger]