Elizabeth: Lucky, put me down.
Lucky: Why?
Elizabeth: Because this is completely unprofessional.
Lucky: It's physical therapy.
Elizabeth: Yeah, but you're overdoing it. Luck I know. I'm feeling a lot better.
Elizabeth: I guess you certainly are. Now put me down.
Lucky: Listen, don't tell Emily. Because if I stay at Wyndemere a little bit longer, you know, she'll feel like she's taking care of me, and maybe she'll open up and talk about the rape.
Elizabeth: Yeah, and hopefully, she'll start to heal.
Lucky: Right.
Georgie: This is good. He's not here. Can we leave? Please?
Dillon: No, we have to find out what Edward wants.
Brook Lynn: Look, guys, whatever it is, we're going to lose.
Edward: You know, I really don't appreciate your attitude, young lady. No wonder Monica wants to sell this house and scatter the family to the four winds. And there's only one person in this house that can convince her to change her mind.
Dillon: Hey, look, I'm flattered, but Monica doesn't listen to --
Edward: I'm not talking about you.
Dillon: Okay.
Edward: I'm talking about Emily.
Brook Lynn: Emily doesn't even live here.
Edward: That's why I want you to convince her to come back home.
Dillon: What are you -- who, me?
Edward: All of you. Do whatever it takes.
Brook Lynn: Look, I'm sorry, I just don't think that's such a good idea.
Edward: Well, maybe you don't, but Lila does. I received a sign from her this morning. I was having coffee in her sitting room just a few minutes ago. And I heard her old music box playing -- from up there, I swear to you.
Brook Lynn: Been there, done that, all right? I'm so sorry, Lila. I'm just -- I'm out of here.
Georgie: Bye.
Edward: Don't come back, the three of you, unless you bring Emily back with you.
Dillon: Grandfather, what makes you think Emily's going to listen to us?
Edward: Where do you think your mother would go if Monica sold the house?
Dillon: I don't know.
Edward: Well, what if I suggested to your mother to buy something for herself, and for you? Because you're still a minor. She could insist you stay with her, couldn't she?
Dillon: Yeah -- you know what? Emily will totally listen to us.
Georgie: Emily will be back here in this house before you know it.
Dillon: Piece of cake.
Georgie: Don't you worry another thing about it.
Dillon: We're going to take care of everything, okay?
Georgie: Good.
Dillon: Okay.
Georgie: We got to go.
Emily: Hey, you two.
Lucky: Hey.
Elizabeth: Hey.
Emily: Hey, Lucky, you seem to be feeling much better.
Elizabeth: He is, but we don't want to push it.
Emily: Oh, come on, Lucky, wouldn't you like to move back to Kelly's? Get your life back?
Lucky: Yeah, what's the rush?
Emily: Lucky, I don't need a babysitter.
Lucky: Maybe you don't, but I do.
Emily: Look, I appreciate that you guys are trying to help me, but there's nothing else to say, okay? We all know what Connor did -- it was terrible. It's over. I'm moving on.
Elizabeth: Em, that isn't how it works. [Emily sighs]
Emily: What do you want me to do, Elizabeth? Shut down my whole life?
Elizabeth: Well, isn't that what you're doing? I mean, you refuse to go to therapy, you're hiding out at Wyndemere.
Emily: What, it's a great place to study.
Elizabeth: And what about those divorce papers?
Emily: Okay, look, I can't have this conversation right now. Lucky, I'm glad that you're feeling better. And I appreciate that you're worried about me, but I'm fine, okay? You both helped me a lot. And now, you need some time together. And I need some time alone. The sooner, the better.
Elizabeth: That went well.
Georgie: The gardens are so beautiful.
Dillon: Yeah. Because they cover up what really happens in this house.
Georgie: You know, I think you should put that in a movie.
Dillon: "The Garden of the Ditsy Martinis." I like that.
Georgie: What?
Dillon: Film joke. Nothing, never mind. I'm not going to be making a film about this house, or any subject probably.
Georgie: Dillon, yes, you will. And you will dedicate it to Michael.
Brook Lynn: Guys -- hey, Emily just pulled up. So what's the plan?
Dillon: Oh. Just, you know, be ebullient.
Brook Lynn: What?
Georgie: Oh, you know, happy, bright, cheerful --
Dillon: Perky.
Georgie: Right.
Brook Lynn: Problem -- I don't do perky.
Dillon: Well, try, okay?
Georgie: Hmm.
Emily: Dillon? Brook lynn?
Georgie: Hi!
Brook Lynn: Hey, Em, good to see you.
Dillon: How are you?
Emily: Are you all right?
Brook Lynn: How about all this sunshine, huh?
Georgie: Isn't it great?
Dillon: Did you see those flowers outside, or what?
Brook Lynn: Like, where did they come from?
Georgie: Seriously, Brook, that is a good question.
Emily: Please, tell me you're on drugs.
Dillon: Why would you say something like that? We're not -- no, I --
Emily: Tell me it isn't speed.
Georgie: Why would we need drugs to be happy?
Emily: Okay. If you tell me you're high on life, I'm leaving.
Dillon: I think we might have overdone it a little.
Georgie: Yeah.
Dillon: Yeah. [Noise]
Emily: Okay. You guys, just tell me what you want. Ah, Grandfather.
Edward: Well, tell her, young man. What are you waiting for?
Dillon: We want you to move back in so Monica doesn't sell the house.
Brook Lynn: Yeah. Em, look, this place isn't home without you.
Emily: Okay, so what are you holding over their heads, Grandfather?
Edward: Absolutely nothing. What are you talking about?
Dillon: Just try to picture, if you will, me forced off of Luke's boat --
Emily: Okay --
Dillon: And forced to live with my mother.
Georgie: I can't stand to think about it.
Emily: Okay, see, that's why Monica wants to sell this house -- because we aren't a family. We're just a bunch of people who manipulate each other.
Edward: I never expected you to abandon us.
Emily: Okay, see, there you go. You're trying to guilt me.
Brook Lynn: Well, nice try, huh, guys?
Dillon: Yeah, I thought it was pretty good.
Georgie: Yeah.
Emily: Okay. Grandfather, if you want me to move back in, why don't you just ask me yourself?
Edward: Don't you think we can discuss this a little bit further?
Emily: Look, Grandpa, they keep talking about this. Just leave it alone. Look, it's Monica's house. She can sell it if she wants.
Edward: Then you think it's a good idea, don't you?
Emily: Okay, I didn't say that, Grandfather, but I can't fix this. And who knows? Maybe Mom's right. Maybe there is no such thing as family, and we're all in this world alone.
Edward: I am so glad Lila didn't hear you say that.
Emily: So am I. But I'm not Lila, okay? I'm just as messed up as the rest of you are. I never signed on to be the heart of the Quartermaines, okay? It's getting to be too much. So just leave me alone about it.
Edward: I guess that means you won't reconsider.
Emily: Please, Grandfather.
Edward: Hmm.
Jason: Emily --
Emily: Jase? What are you doing here?
Jason: Okay, look, I -- I need a favor.
Emily: Yeah, sure, anything.
Jason: A.J.'s alive, and he has Michael.
Emily: Oh --
Jason: This is what I'd like you to do.
Jason's voice: I need you to watch the Quartermaines, especially Alan. It could be the only way to find Michael.
Monica: Em? You okay?
Emily: Hey, Mom. Yeah, I'm okay.
Monica: Why'd you need to see me?
Emily: You know, I've been thinking about the house. Mom, would you consider holding off on selling it, just for a little while?
Monica: Well, why?
Emily: I'm thinking about moving back in.
Monica: Oh.
Emily: Our family has lost so much this year. And I don't want to lose the house, too. At least, not yet.
Monica: Does this have something to do with A.J.?
Emily: Listen, I know that Dad thinks Michael and A.J. are still alive. And I don't even know how to feel about that. But I need this family close. You know, for a while, in this house. Could we just give it one more try?
Monica: Well, sure, honey. I mean, I'll take the house off the market immediately. It's okay. Sure.
Edward: Yes! It's about time you came to your senses.
Emily: Okay, were you there the whole time, Grandfather?
Edward: No. Well, maybe a couple of minutes. How else would I find out what's going on around here?
Monica: Did your Grandfather talk you in --
Emily: No, no, no. No. No. This was my choice, Mom. It's all about finding family.