Thunder.
Nikolas: We need to get off this roof.
Courtney: Yeah.
Nikolas: Hello!
Courtney: Help!
Courtney laughs.
Courtney: Help!
Nikolas: Hello!
Courtney: Well, this is an exercise in futility. Obviously, no one can hear us.
Nikolas: Yeah.
Courtney: Oh.
Nikolas: You're right. I wonder what happened to all those interns.
Courtney: What interns?
Nikolas: Oh, the ones my uncle used to complain about. He said that they used to sneak up here for whatever reasons all the time. Smoke -- what -- what's the phrase that you say in this country where two people -- two --
Courtney: What, "hook up"?
Nikolas: Yes, hook up.
Courtney: Nice.
Nikolas: There's something I should -- I should probably tell you.
Courtney: You know, Nikolas, some things are better left unsaid --
Nikolas: No, no --
Courtney: Or left said the way they were said.
Nikolas: No, I think you should know. What happened before? That kiss? It wasn't -- it wasn't intentional or anything.
Courtney: Really?
Nikolas: Yeah.
Courtney: It sure felt intentional to me.
Nikolas: No, I mean planned. It wasn't -- it wasn't planned. That's what I mean. Just I had way too much to drink and -- well, that -- that part was intentional. I just -- I felt like my whole world was just -- was crashing down on me, and all of a sudden, there you were. You looked beautiful, and it moved me.
Courtney:Okay, well, in case you hadn't noticed, I wasn't exactly insulted. I mean, it wasn't like I was screaming bloody murder or --
Nikolas: That's very, very true. Are you saying that you wanted to kiss me? Is that what you're saying?
Courtney: Not -- not consciously, but --
Nikolas: Okay. Me, too. You know, we -- we've both lived in the same town for a long time and moved in the same circles. How is it that we never noticed each other before?
Courtney: I don't know. I think we both live complicated lives. You know, we're both married to complicated -- well, we're married, which is why there can be no more kisses.
Nikolas: No, no, of course not. Still, don't you -- don't you wonder just a little bit what -- what would've happened if -- oh, forget it, never mind.
Courtney: No, say it. What?
Nikolas: No. I mean, there's no -- there's no use speculating.
Courtney: Well, what else are we going to do?
Nikolas: This is -- this is very true. Okay. What -- what do you think would've happened if we would've met at a different time, in a different place?
Emily: Well, sometimes fate doesn't give you a choice, and you have to follow where it leads.
Jax: I don't know. I'd have to disagree. I think fate is determined by conscious choice. I think that doors open, you know, forks in the road, but whether you enter or turn left or right is a choice. It's what puts you in charge of your life. I'll give you an example. Courtney lost a child and the ability to conceive another, and you can say that was fate, or that it was a direct result of the choices she made. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it was her fault. I'm just illustrating a point.
Emily: Well, fate sent you Elizabeth.
Jax: Yes, and we -- we chose to use her as our surrogate.
Emily: As Courtney gotten easier with the idea of Elizabeth carrying your baby?
Jax: Oh, she still struggles with it.
Emily: What about you?
Jax: Maybe the ideal scenario would've been if Courtney was carrying our child, but unfortunately that's not the hand that we were dealt. But I firmly believe that once the baby's born and Courtney's holding him or her in her arms, then she'll feel nothing but joy. And the struggle of getting there will be a distant memory.
Emily: I hope so -- you know, for you and Courtney, and for me and Nikolas.
Nikolas: What about Paris, hmm? Walking through Champs Elysees, wind blowing through your hair?
Courtney: Fat chance.
Nikolas: How about Rio? Dancing in the streets during Carnaval? Raking in the chips at a Chemin De Fer table in Monte Carlo?
Courtney: What? What?
Nikolas: What? Come on.
Courtney: No, no. It would be more like blackjack in Atlantic City, and I would be on the other side of the table dealing the cards.
Nikolas: You suck at this game.
Courtney: What? I'm sorry.
Nikolas: Just --
Courtney: What? I --
Nikolas: Play along. Play along.
Courtney: Okay.
Nikolas: Okay? All right. We're in Atlantic City. I'm raking the chips, and you are the dealer.
Courtney: Okay. I am making sure that you get all the good cards so you stay at the table.
Nikolas: But, see, I wouldn't need convincing.
Courtney: What are we doing?
Nikolas: Oh. I don't know.
Courtney: I mean, Nikolas, it's pointless, okay? Our lives are with other people.
Nikolas: I know.
Courtney: Let's make a deal, okay?
Nikolas: Okay.
Courtney: If -- if either of us come up here and the other one is here, we back off. Okay? No contact. It's just we both have too much to lose, you know?
Nikolas: Deal.
The door to the roof opens and Emily appears.
Courtney: Thank God. I thought were we going to be stuck here all night.
Emily: What happened?
Nikolas:I came up here to get some air.
Courtney: Yeah, I -- I had the same idea, only genius that I am, I forgot to leave the door propped open. And naturally, it started to rain, so.
Nikolas: And thus we were pounding on that door forever.
Courtney: Yelling till we're almost hoarse.
Emily: Well, it's lucky I showed up, then.
Courtney: Well, I'm goin go see about getting dry.
Nikolas: Oh, Courtney?
Courtney: What?
Nikolas: Can I have my jacket?
Courtney: Oh -- right. Thank you.
Nikolas: Yeah.
Courtney and Emily: Bye.
Nikolas: Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait. Come here.
Emily: What?
Nikolas: Come here. What's the rush? Here you go. It's nice out here now that the rain stopped.
Emily: Nikolas, you're drenched.
Nikolas: So?
Emily: Don't you want to get out of your clothes?
Nikolas: Only if you want to get out of yours.
Emily: Very funny.
Nikolas: Dance with me.
Emily: Now?
Nikolas: Right now.
Nikolas and Emily begin to dance, it's more like a sway than a dance.
Jax: Hey!
Courtney: Hey.
Jax: What happened to you? You're all wet.
Courtney: Yeah, I -- uh -- I wanted to clear my head before my meeting, and I went up to the roof.
Jax: Oh. Don't tell me -- you forgot to wedge the door and you got caught in a downpour.
Courtney: Not one of my more brilliant moves.
Jax: Here. Here you go.
Courtney: Thanks. Hey, have you -- have you seen Bobbie? I was hoping that maybe she'd have some clothes in her locker. I can't really go to my meeting looking like this.
Jax: No, no, no, you look beautiful, and you're going to reschedule your meeting, because I'm taking you home and drawing you a nice, hot bath.
Courtney: Hmm. Sounds like heaven.
Jax: Mm-hmm.
As Nikolas walks through the hallway, he passes Courtney and Jax and hears their conversation.
Courtney: Ah, thank you.
Jax: You ready to get out of here?
Courtney: Hmm. Yeah, I will be as soon as I call the hospital administrator to reschedule my appointment. Can I use your cell phone?
Jax: Sure. Looks like you're not the only one who got caught in the rainstorm.
Courtney: Okay. The meeting's on for monday and we are so out of here.
Nikolas: Yeah. Hi. Wow -- looks like you got caught in the rain, too.
Jax: Courtney locked herself out on the roof. What's your excuse?
Nikolas: Nothing quite that dramatic. I just forgot my umbrella.
Emily comes upon them at this point and looks very confused at Nikolas' last statement.