Nikolas: All right, what do you think? Will this work for our wedding day?
Emily: Oh, too traditional.
Nikolas: Well, okay. All right, back up, back up, back up. What about this?
Emily screams and laughs.
Nikolas: Will this work?
Emily: Too primitive!
Nikolas: Come on, I kind of like it.
Emily: Put me down!
Nikolas: Ah! There you go.
Emily: Nikolas!
Nikolas: What's wrong? It's okay. Hey. It's okay. Shh.
Nikolas: Just tell me the dream. You'll feel better.
Emily: I -- I don't even remember most of it.
Nikolas: Was it about me?
Emily: Kind of.
Nikolas: Anyone else?
Emily: We were kissing, and I -- I turned into Mary and I -- I stabbed you.
Nikolas: Well, no wonder you were screaming.
Emily: I hate her so much, I wished her dead, and now I --
Nikolas: And now you feel guilty?
Emily: Don't you?
Nikolas: I'm a cassadine. We don't do guilt.
Emily: No, I'm serious, Nikolas.
Nikolas: And so am I. You shouldn't punish yourself in your real life or in your dreams. You didn't kill anyone.
Emily: It's like she reaching out from the grave.
Nikolas: No, she's -- Mary's gone. And she'll stay gone. Okay? No one should waste one more tear crying over Mary Bishop.
Felicia: Is there a problem with the Mary Bishop case?
Mac: Where do I start?
Felicia: Are you taking it over?
Mac: I'm deciding what to do next. But you're an excellent diversion. Why did you want to see me tonight?
Felicia: I'm investigating Heather Eebber from years ago, and I was wondering if I could get permission from you to go to the P.C.P.D. microfilm.
Mac: Okay. I'll fill out the form tonight.
Felicia: Thanks.
Mac: Mm-hmm.
Felicia: So what's going on with Mary Bishop?
Mac: I've got two versions of the same story. One of the investigating officers is Lucky Spencer, and his reports were just way too vague.
Felicia: Think he's hiding something?
Mac: Yes.
Felicia: What do you think it is?
Mac: My gut tells me I don't want to know.
Emily: Thank you for coming all the way out here on such short notice.
Monica: Why don't you move into town? I mean, this place is just too big for the two of you.
Emily: Well, maybe we will at some point, right?
Nikolas: Yeah, maybe after we're married.
Alan: Is the wind blowing through here, or did he just say "married"?
Monica: No, he didn't say that. You didn't say that! Oh, my heavens, it's way too soon!
Emily: You mean way too late, Mom.
Nikolas: Emily and I are getting married as soon as possible.
Alan: Is that really a good idea?
Emily: I don't care how the marriage looks to anyone else.
Monica: Well, then you understand our concern.
Alan: If you're married, you can't testify against each other.
Emily: We thought of that, and we know people might think that we're rushing into marriage because we're guilty.
Monica: So you know the timing is bad?
Nikolas: Yes, but we also know that it doesn't matter. Look, I love your daughter and she loves me, and we don't care about the timing or really anything else, for that matter.
Emily: I think Grandmother would be happy for us, and I hope you will be, too.
Nikolas: No more nightmares.
Nikolas: No more fear.
Nikolas: No more nightmares.
Emily: Hmm. Except the seating arrangements.
Nikolas: No more fear.
Emily: Except figuring out the guest list.
Nikolas: You know, I really don't care who comes to our wedding.
Emily: Well, all we really need are Mom and Dad, Elizabeth and Lucky, Grandfather, Ned, Alice, Leslie, Lulu --
Nikolas: Yeah. Alexis, yeah, and whatever -- whatever date she brings.
Emily: Jason, Dillon, Brook Lynn, probably Georgie, maybe Jax, maybe Courtney --
Nikolas: Why don't we just forget about the whole thing and elope?
Emily: Not a chance.
Knock on door.
Nikolas: Commissioner. Is there a problem?
Mac: I'm just doing a little followup on the Mary Bishop homicide.
Nikolas: We've already given our statements.
Mac: Well, unfortunately, Emily's statement is full of holes, and I need to hear what happened that night directly from her.