Army Wives (2007–2013): Season 3, Episode 1 - Best Laid Plans - full transcript

Emmalin is discovered missing. Denise suffers the consequences of her affair with Mac. Pamela has suspicions about Betty's nephew. The Holdens make some tough decisions.

Last season on "Army Wives"...

Feels like we've been through so
many lifetimes together, doesn't it?

These friends faced
life's toughest challenges.

{\pos(192,235)}Denise, you can't just go changing
the terms on me all of a sudden.

{\pos(192,235)}A marriage is an organic thing.

{\pos(192,235)}It's supposed to change when
the people in it change.

{\pos(192,235)}I haven't changed.

I know.

- No matter how difficult?
- The bar's half yours now.

I'm not gonna have the energy
for the bar business anymore.

- ...no matter how heartbreaking?
- Betty died.



...they always had each other.

And I just talked to her,
and she was laying by the pool.

She just didn't want
you to be sad, Roxy.

I'm gonna be deployed to Iraq.

I can't do it. I would miss everything.
Her first words, her first steps.

I got a girl back home.
She hasn't seen me like this yet.

When she sees what I see,
she'll love you even more, okay?

My girl couldn't take it. Lee Ann
stopped seeing me as her boyfriend --

more like a civic duty.

Hey, do you want to
get out of here?

Yeah.

Logan.

You are even prettier than
the picture that you sent me.

I saw your daughter
with a soldier.



I think about you pretty
much all the time.

Same here.

She is a minor. If anything did happen,
he would be court-martialed.

My hope is that,
like most teenage romances,

this one will
flame out quickly.

Your father's gotten a very
prestigious position with NATO.

There is one thing.
NATO is in Brussels.

I don't know what to do.

We're gonna figure
something out, okay?

Oh, my God.

She's not in her room.
She took her backpack.

Where could she be?

My daughter, Emmalin Holden--

{\pos(192,225)}16, about 5'8", brown hair.

{\pos(192,235)}Check with post security, all gates.
Contact me with anything you got.

{\pos(192,235)}She was ready to go.

{\pos(192,235)}She was happy about Brussels.
She told me she was.

You know her.
She's not gonna do anything crazy.

{\pos(192,235)}Exactly when did
you last see her?

{\pos(192,235)}An hour,
an hour and a half ago.

{\pos(192,235)}You said her
boyfriend's on post, right?

{\pos(192,235)}That's probably it. She went to
say good-bye and lost track of time.

{\pos(192,235)}- She took her suitcase.
- Sir.

{\pos(192,235)}Yeah.

{\pos(192,235)}P.F.C. Atwater was granted
a 3-day pass yesterday.

{\pos(192,235)}Corporal Leblanc spoke
with his barracks mate.

{\pos(192,235)}He borrowed a van
to go up to Dillon, sir.

- Dillon?
- Yes, sir. It's a small town up north.

A lot of soldiers go up
there to get married.

- I'm aware of that.
- Yes, sir.

We're going to Dillon.
I'll have my cell phone.

- General Holden.
- Yeah.

I know P.F.C. Atwater.

With all due respect, we'd
cover Dillon a lot faster--

- Get your car.
- Yes, sir.

{\pos(192,225)}Give me my fries.

{\pos(192,225)}- Oh, these fries?
- Yeah, those fries.

{\pos(192,235)}You want 'em? Come get 'em.

{\pos(192,235)}- You know?
- Yeah?

{\pos(192,225)}That was the last meal we will
ever have as single people.

Really? Corn dogs
and french fries?

That's very romantic.

Mm, it is.

We could make it a tradition.

- A tradition?
- Every anniversary.

You know what? You are crazy.

Well, you're marrying me.
So what does that make you?

That makes me even crazier.

Which means once we're married,
your fries are my fries.

Oh, these fries?
These are mine, actually.

- So no, you can't have them.
- Oh, really? they're yours now?

- Leblanc?
- What are you doing here?

- We need to talk.
- How did you get in here?

I told the manager I'm
here on army business.

Yeah, well,
this is personal business, Leblanc.

Get the hell out of here.

That's corporal
Leblanc, private,

and the problem is, this is also
General Holden's personal business.

No, it's not. I am 16!
I can do what I want.

Just 'cause her dad's a General doesn't
change how we feel about each other.

- And we're not doing anything wrong.
- Oh, yeah, you are.

At 16,
she needs parental consent.

What do you think's gonna happen
if you go through with this?

We're gonna be together. That's what's
gonna happen. So just leave us alone.

You're gonna set up house back at Fort
Marshall? Drop the wife off at school?

Weekend family dinners at the in-laws
with brigadier General Holden?

And what a great start to the honeymoon,
being a.w.o.l.

Wait a minute. I have a 3-day pass,
right? I'm all squared away.

Unless your pass gets
misplaced. Whoops.

Now you're facing an article 15-- post
restriction, extra duty, loss of pay.

No. Hey,
he is just trying to scare us.

You should be scared. Running off with
the General's 16-year-old daughter?

You're gonna be a marked man.

Every officer's gonna be waiting for you
to step out of line, and when you do...

dishonorable discharge.
Say good-bye to your college money.

Say good-bye to decent work.

A dishonorable follows
you everywhere.

Don't listen to him!

You do what you want.

But I know I wouldn't want to be in
your shoes when the General shows up.

Oh, yeah. He's here in Dillon...
right now.

No, Logan. Logan.
We love each other.

Return to post. Admit your mistake.
I'm sure the army will look kinder

- on what's gone down here.
- Logan.

Logan, this is not
a mistake! Okay?

We love each other,
and we planned this.

- Please.
- I can't. I can't. I'm sorry.

What are you doing?

- Logan!
- Sir, I've got her.

~ Willow's Team ~

You're being unreasonable, Michael.
There's nothing in the house.

{\pos(192,225)}- We can't stay there.
- We'll manage.

We can stay at
visitors' quarters.

No. I want this contained.

{\pos(192,225)}It's one night. We'll make do.

{\pos(192,225)}Did I leave lights on?

{\pos(192,225)}Over here.

{\pos(192,225)}Oh, you guys.
I don't believe this.

Trevor called.

Yeah, it's not much, but...

There's some food in the fridge,
breakfast stuff.

We just grabbed what we could.

{\pos(192,225)}Everybody, I...
I think we should go.

{\pos(192,225)}- I can't believe you did all this.
- Yes, thank you, all of you.

{\pos(192,225)}- Thanks.
- Good night.

{\pos(192,215)}Good night.

Michael?

Emmalin, unlock this
door right now!

Right now!

What you did tonight
was inexcusable.

It was...
What you put your mother through...

You are gonna stay in this room until we
leave for Brussels. You understand me?

I am not going,
and you can't make me.

Lock this door again,
and I will kick it down.

- Michael--
- She's going. End of story.

Okay, start wrappin' it up.
Time for school!

- Shotgun!
- Shotgun!

- I said it first.
- No.

{\pos(192,235)}- Did, too! mom?
- Katie, you get to ride shotgun.

{\pos(192,235)}- Yeah!
- That is so unfair.

{\pos(192,235)}Come on.

{\pos(192,235)}The shotgun wars.

{\pos(192,235)}Right up there with toothbrush wars
and who-gets-what-color-vitamin wars.

{\pos(192,235)}But I guess the upside is, 6-year-old
problems are a whole lot easier to solve

{\pos(192,235)}- than teenager problems.
- Seriously.

Emmalin's starting to remind me of
me at that age, and that ain't good.

Yeah.

Hey, what's up with Collin
and the restaurant now?

He still wants to buy me out.

- That guy sounds like a creep.
- Oh, he is.

I can't believe he's
Betty's nephew.

You know, it's funny that she never
mentioned him before she died.

Well, every family
has its black sheep.

Yeah. I suppose.

All I know is I'm not selling
him my half of the bar.

That's for damn sure.

Well, 30 grand is
a lot of dough.

"A," Collin could sell it
for three times that much.

And "b," I don't trust that skunk
farther than I can throw him,

and "c," it's my bar. So he can stick
his offer where the sun don't shine.

- Okay, got it.
- Here.

I'm gonna have a lawyer check out
the deed that Betty gave me

and make sure it's legit.

Well, don't faint when
you get that bill.

I know. Trevor's gonna kill me.

All right. Seat belts.

- The light is on.
- What light?

The red one.

- It's usually red, isn't it?
- No, it's never red.

What does it mean?

It means we are gonna be late
if we don't burn rubber.

Don't take your eyes
off her for a second.

I mean it. Our flight is confirmed
for tonight. Wheels up at 2130.

- I know.
- We're gonna be on it, Claudia Joy--

all of us.

You should come downstairs,
eat something.

Not hungry.

Emmalin, I know you're angry.

But you have to understand,
we're angry, too.

We're very angry.

You lied to us--

not once, not twice,

but over and over for days...
after we trusted you.

We allowed you to
keep seeing Logan.

I'm looking at you,
and I'm trying to recognize you,

and I can't.

What happened to the daughter
I thought I was raising--

the one with good judgment,
good values?

Please help me understand.

Sweetheart?

I'm not going to Brussels.

Jeremy.

My unit's about
to move out, sir.

I know what you think you saw back
there, but that's not what happened.

Yes, sir.

Look, drop the "sir," okay?

This isn't soldier-to-soldier.
This is man-to-man now.

- She spend the night with you?
- Yes, she did,

- but nothing happened.
- Right.

Do you want the truth, or do you
want to hold on to that attitude?

Now Major Davis and
I are colleagues.

I've been going through some
personal stuff, Jeremy,

and I shared some
of that with her,

and it was inappropriate.

- I can't do this. I'm sorry.
- Frank, there's nothing wrong.

No, there is something wrong.

Separated or not...

I mean, separated or not,
it's wrong.

We ended up spending the
whole night just talking.

Only talking.
That's all there was to it.

Now I've never lied
to you, Jeremy.

And I'm not about to start now.

So what "stuff" have
you been going through?

Yeah, I suppose I owe you that.

- Your mother and I are separated.
- What?

It's not official,
not with lawyers and all that crapola.

We just didn't feel it was fair to you
to tell you just before you shipped out.

Why? What happened?

Honestly, I don't know how
to answer that question.

I really don't.

Mom wanted this?

Saddle up!
Comms check's in one minute!

I'm on patrol.

You're better off not thinking
about that out here.

Not on a mission. Hoo-ah?

Hoo-ah.

You just worry
about yourself, son. All right?

Yes, sir.

Get going.

She won't talk, won't come out of
her room, just refuses to budge.

Maybe Michael will consider
postponing the trip a few more days

just to let tempers cool?

Denise, in all our years of marriage,
I've never seen him this angry...

or determined.

What about Roland? He's got a good
relationship with Emmalin, right?

Maybe he could talk to her.

Hospital.

Denise Sherwood.

I'm not on call today, and...

Oh, I see.

Okay. I'm on my way.

Administrative meeting.
Can you believe it?

- Go.
- But I feel like I should--

No, I'm calling Roland.
I am. Go. I'll be fine.

Okay.

- We'll talk later.
- Okay.

Nurse Sherwood,
sit down, please.

What's going on?

It's about your behavior
regarding a certain patient--

Corporal Riley McCadden.

We have reports from hospital
employees suggesting you're involved

in an intimate relationship
with Corporal McCadden.

Is it true?

Are you involved
with this patient?

Yes.

When you were hired at Mercer,
you signed a code of conduct agreement

which holds civilian employees to the
same standards as military personnel.

Is this your signature?

Yes.

Then you acknowledge your actions
are grounds for termination.

You're firing me?

No, nurse Sherwood.
You fired yourself.

You will be escorted to your locker
to clear out your things.

Understood?

Dismissed.

One more thing.

Your husband and I served
together in Kosovo.

He's an exemplary soldier,
and I find your behavior

while he's risking his life
for this country deplorable.

- You open?
- Couple of hours.

{\pos(192,235)}We do make exceptions
for good-looking redheads.

{\pos(192,235)}Nice.

{\pos(192,235)}How about a drink?

{\pos(192,235)}What's your pleasure?

{\pos(192,235)}Surprise me.

{\pos(192,235)}I'm gonna make you
the house special.

{\pos(192,235)}I'm Collin, by the way.

I know. Pamela.
I'm a friend of Roxy's.

Let me guess. Roxy sent you
over here to plead her case.

Nope. I'm here on my own.

But I am curious.

You seem like a nice guy.

Why be so hard on her?

Hard? I made her
a generous offer.

$30,000? Get serious.

It's actually $20,000 now.

What?

I've been taking a closer
look at the books.

Your friend really overspent
trying to build this place up.

It's bleeding cash.

Roxy doesn't want to sell.
This place means everything to her.

What can I do? I mean,
this is my late aunt Betty's place.

I have an obligation to see
that it's managed correctly.

Oh, please.
Betty loved Roxy like a daughter,

and we never heard her mention you.
She'd be rolling over in her grave

if she knew yowere planning
to throw Roxy out.

- Sorry you feel that way.
- No, you're not.

Betty wanted Roxy to run this
place as long as she felt like it.

I guess she bet on the
wrong horse then, didn't she?

And by the way...

Betty's dead.

Enjoy that drink.

- Hello?
- Mom?

Jeremy. Are you okay?

Dad told me that...

He told me you're separated.

We didn't want to tell you
while you were deployed, and...

Did something happen?/i>

It's complicated.

So that's it?

You and dad are through?

I don't know.

Just know that whatever happens,
we are fine,

and we'll always
be here for you.

I gotta go, mom.

I love you.

I love you, too.

She wouldn't talk to me.

At all? Nothing?

Only that she's not
going to Brussels.

Claudia Joy, this situation...
it's potentially serious.

Emmalin ran off to marry
a guy she barely knows.

I get that it's
serious, Roland.

No, that's--that's not
what I'm talkin' about.

Did Emmalin ever really
grieve for her sister?

- Of course.
- No, what I mean is,

did she talk about it
within the family?

Did she talk to you?

Yeah.

Did we talk enough?
Did we talk too much? I don't know.

I know that I think
about it all the time.

- I know my door was always open--
- I'm not judging, Claudia Joy.

I can't imagine the depths
of your suffering...

and Emmalin, too.

I thought she was doing okay.

I know.

I know.

Emmalin's done a good job
covering up her feelings,

possibly too good a job.

Unresolved grief is cumulative.
It builds up.

You put a lid on it,
sooner or later, it's gonna blow.

Running off to
marry that soldier--

she was just trying to get some
control back over her life.

She wanted to write a happy
ending to a very sad story.

Nobody knows your daughter
better than you, claudia Joy.

Trust that.

Yeah.

- Thanks, Roland.
- Yeah.

Okay.

How's, uh, how's that little
goddaughter of mine?

Oh, she pees,
she poops, she eats.

- She's good.
- I remember.

It's Pamela.

Hey, Pamela. What?

No, I hadn't heard.

Sure. I can meet you over there in,
say 15 minutes.

Right.

What is it?

Denise.

You really should
get that looked at.

Ya think?

I've been a little busy, guys.
Why don't you give it a rest?

What's going on?
What are you guys doing here?

We didn't know if you'd heard. There's
a really stupid rumor going around.

- We don't believe it.
- A rumor?

Yeah, it's really stupid.

People are saying you
got fired from Mercer.

For having sex with a patient.

You need to attack this
thing head-on.

Damn straight.
Best defense is a kick-ass offense.

- You gotta find out who started it.
- And duct tape their piehole.

And then you gotta be proactive.
Go to the next F.R.G. meeting.

Remember last year with Lenore
and Claudia Joy? Same thing.

Yeah, and that got handled.
We gotta do the same thing.

It's true.

What?

I said it's true. I'm late.
I can't talk right now.

What the hell just happened?

Hey. There you are.

Hey, Denise.

I know Lee Ann went to see
you yesterday, and I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Is she still here?

Me and her had
a long talk and I...

We... decided to
get back together.

Look, telling you this...
believe me, it's like the hardest thing

I've ever had to do
in my entire life.

Lee Ann was my first love--
before you, my only love.

Now when I got back
from Iraq, I...

You know the story.

Look, I don't expect
you to understand.

I mean,
I don't even understand it myself.

Hell, I mean,
I'm looking at you, Denise,

and I love you.

And I'm standing here, and I don't
know if I'm doing the right thing

or if I'm making the
biggest mistake of my life.

Look, I hate how this sounds,

but I will always be grateful
for our time together.

Not a day is gonna go by
that I won't--

You don't need to
say anymore, okay?

You take care of
yourself, okay?

- All fixed?
- No, Roxy. It's not all fixed.

The cylinder head's cracked.

{\pos(192,235)}Is that bad?

{\pos(192,235)}Yeah. That's bad.

{\pos(192,235)}If it's just a crack, can't you, like,
I don't know, glue it or somethin'?

{\pos(192,225)}No, you can't "glue
it or somethin'."

{\pos(192,225)}The engine's shot, babe.

{\pos(192,225)}How could you drive
around with the engine light on?

{\pos(192,225)}It wasn't
really that long.

{\pos(192,225)}When the gas light goes on, you don't
have to put gas in the tank that minute.

{\pos(192,225)}There's a grace period.

A new engine's gonna
cost 1,500 bucks,

and that's money we don't
have right now, babe.

Is this gonna be
something I want to hear?

Because if it's more about Major
Sherwood's wife, you've told me--

No, it's not about that.

I talked to a lawyer today.

A lawyer?

What for?

You know-- Collin, the bar.

This guy says that the
deed's a little sketchy,

but if Collin were to take us to court,
that we'd probably win.

So all we need right now is a little,
itty-bitty retainer.

And how much is a "little,
itty-bitty retainer"?

It's $2,000.

That's it.
It's time to cut our losses.

You go back there, you take Collin's
30 grand, and you walk away.

No! Why should I walk away

when I'm the one who worked
my butt off in the first place?

And by the way,
the offer's $20,000 now.

This is the last
credit card we got,

and a rebuilt engine should just about
max that out. After that, we got nada.

You understand?

That's no wiggle room,
Rox, at all.

- Want company?
- Sit.

Congrats, Frank.

I hear you're being considered
for that special op.

We'll see.

You kidding me?
Wallace likes you.

I think you'll get the nod.

I'm sorry about
that other thing.

I know we've talked
about it before,

what can happen
stateside, but...

when it happens to you...

there's nothing anyone can say.

Come again?

- Your wife.
- What about my wife?

- Start making sense, Bryce.
- Frank, I am really sorry.

Just forget I said anything,
all right?

- I just thought you knew.
- No.

Now sit down and tell me
what's goin' on-- all of it.

Detective Ryan.

Try and have a little enthusiasm,
would you, Mike?

- Who is this?
- It's Moran, you jackass.

Pammy! Is that really you?

No, it's Heidi Klum.
Who else would it be?

Cut me some slack, huh?

I was up all night in
southie on a stakeout.

You rember those, don't you,
before you became a lady of leisure?

Yeah. How's about I leisure

over the three tubs of dirty
laundry staring me in the face?

Hey, are you in town?

Nope. I'm still in Charleston.

Listen, I need a favor.

You still have access to
the crime lab, right?

Yeah.

I need you to push
something through for me.

Michael, we need to talk.

If this involves anything other

than us getting on a plane,
I don't want to hear about it.

You can't dig in like this.
You can't shut me out.

You have no idea the hoops I had to
jump through today because of that girl.

- I do.
- You do?

- I do, and I have a proposal.
- What is that?

- I stay here with Emmalin?
- No.

Just so she can finish the
school year in Charleston.

Are you out of your mind?
Absolutely not!

- Michael, hear me out, please.
- I've heard all I need to hear.

The answer is no.
We are going to Brussels together.

- Why are you fighting me on this?
- Keep your voice down!

My voice is fine just as it is.

Emmalin is in a really bad place
right now. She needs stability.

What she needs is to do
exactly what we say.

- This discussion is over.
- And what exactly do you intend to do

when the driver comes tonight,
drag her out by her hair?

If I have to, yes.

Perfect. And if she runs
away in Brussels, then what?

Emmalin is not gonna be rewarded
for holding this family hostage!

I'm not talking about a reward.
I'm talking about what makes sense.

And what makes sense is to
remember what we always said--

that we would never, no matter what,
break this family up.

Things have changed, Michael.

Being apart might be the only
way to keep the family together.

What's happened
here is my fault.

What are you talking about?

After Amanda,

I thought I'd try and soften my approach
with Emmalin, give her more freedom,

more... space.

I went against my instincts,
and now we're all paying for it.

But I am not gonna make
the same mistake twice.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going out,

and when I come back,
I expect everybody to be ready to go.

Our source says the target is on the
move, holed up here, outside Balad.

- How confident are we in the source?
- Marginally actionable,

- but the target is top priority.
- Gonna be hard to get at him.

- High risk, high reward.
- What if we came in from the north?

- That leaves an escape route.
- No, we insert a blocking force

behind the compound while the task
force implements the assault.

- Hammer and anvil.
- Yes, sir.

Permission to lead
the task force, sir?

Granted. But watch
yourself, Frank.

If things go south,
extraction could be a problem.

- In that terrain, you could be cut off.
- Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Dismissed.

Maybe we can still
work this out.

I'll manage the restaurant side.
You manage the bar side.

- I don't think so.
- Why?

That's what you said at first,
that we'd run it together.

Yeah, and you said no.
So that offer's off the table.

Why?

Because I don't want
you as a partner.

Now are we gonna settle,
or do you want to just drag this out?

Fine. Just give me the damn 20 thou.
I'm done with this.

It's 15 now.

Gonna cost you more to fight in court.
Take it or leave it.

You really are a son of a bitch,
aren't you?

I'll take that as a yes.

You know what, though?
You really should be thanking me.

Don't pee on my leg and
tell me it's raining.

Whoa, whoa, sweetie.
I need you to sign this release.

Detective Paulson,
Charleston police.

Douglas Kirby, you're under arrest
for attempted felony larceny.

Game over.

That was an expensive drink
you bought me, Dougie.

Pulled your prints off that
house special that you made me.

Pulled my prints?

Yeah, my friend here
used to be a cop.

And I still have
friends on the force.

You're not Betty's nephew.

You're a con man who worked as
an orderly at Betty's hospice.

What happened,
she talk about me when she was dying?

- I want a lawyer.
- You need one.

- Go to hell, both of you.
- Get him out of here.

Wait, wait, wait.
There's one more thing.

That's for Betty.

That's assault. You saw that?
I want to press charges.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come on, let's go.

- Do I get to keep this?
- No. Evidence.

Ah. Darn.

Okay.

Thank you.

I can't lose another daughter.

Okay.

Make sure Washington gets the
results of our recycling program.

Already done.
You told me yesterday.

- I did?
- You did.

{\pos(192,235)}Good.

{\pos(192,235)}Sir, if I may?

I just want to say good luck.

I know it isn't easy
leaving your family behind.

You deploy in three months.

So they tell me.

You take good care of that
little girl of yours.

Oh, one other thing--
P.F.C. Atwater.

Oh, yes. I looked into it.
Orders are coming down.

He's being P.C.S.ed
to Korea in a month.

Good.

I want an ocean or two between
that man and my daughter.

I suppose this is it.

I'll see you downrange,
Colonel Burton.

Sir.

Thank you.

Frank, you shouldn't be
leading this mission.

Look... I heard
about your wife.

I don't see how that's
any of your business.

I saw the intel on Balad.
Yould be walking into a firestorm.

Comes with the territory.

Are you sure
you're in the right frame--

I'm in complete
control of my senses.

In fact,
I never felt better in my life.

Emmalin, your
father's leaving now.

I expect you to behave
while I'm gone, Emmalin.

You've got responsibilities just
like everyone else in this family.

And right now,
your primary responsibility

is to help your mother in every
possible way you can. You hear me?

Yes.

What?

I said yes.

She doesn't know what she's
doing right now, Michael.

- It's fine.
- I'll have her call you

and give you a proper
good-bye when she's feeling better.

That's not necessary.

Whatever she's going through,
she adores you. You know that.

She always has.

She's your little girl.

Driver's waiting.

I know.

Don't.

I've always taken you
to the plane myself.

We can't leave Emmalin
alone right now.

I love you.

Michael?

You heard?

I didn't know where else to go.

I can't talk right now.

I'm sorry.

I can't talk.

~ Willow's Team ~