Revenge (2011–2015): Season 3, Episode 10 - Exodus - full transcript

(Emily) My father
was an innocent man,

destroyed by powerful people.

The Graysons are behind this,
and they're gonna pay.

I've dedicated my life
to avenging his death...

and I won't stop until
they've all paid the price.

You must go now.

Conrad is a ruthless man.
You are not safe.

I shouldn't have chosen
Victoria over you.

Lydia Davis found a photo
of a Grayson party.

I was in the background.

(Nolan) Pre-Emily Thorne -
Amanda Clarke.



Emily announced that
she's with child.

- I'm thrilled.
- She's lying.

Emily's having my baby.
(whispers) I'm sorry.

(Emily) I'll slip it
back into Victoria's closet

before she ever knows about it.

Once it's covered
in gunshot residue.

Your wedding is tomorrow.
I won't be in attendance.

I'm sorry.

(gasps)

While I admire
your determination, Ems,

shouldn't getting Victoria
to your wedding today

be your sole focus right now?

I've come too far
to let her win.

I'll be damned if she robs me
of my wedding day.



You know, there are
more direct ways

of dealing with this problem.

She's not getting off
that easy.

Well, I hate to say it,

but her cold feet
have put yours to the fire.

What are your options?

I have a plan.

And what's that?

Proving that blood... (exhales)

is the most powerful thing
of all.

Shouldn't you be
getting ready?

To do what exactly, my dear?

Finally go down
for the David Clarke frame-up?

Yeah, this list worked its way
free from your bag

while you were busy
faking affection for me.

It's not what you think.

I think I've been played a fool
by you and your wiles.

(closes book)
It's obviously my greatest weakness.

You're the beneficiary
of Ms. Lemarchal's patronage,

are you not?

I was.

But I... I...

I told I wouldn't
work with her anymore.

Oh.

Well, nonetheless, this house
has hit its quotient

for vindictive harpies.

You're more than welcome
to resume slinging drinks

at whatever backwater berg
will have you.

Please, Conrad.

I admit that when I returned,
I wanted payback,

but I just couldn't
go through with it.

Get out.

(cell phone alert chimes)

(beep)

I gather from the tenor
of your text

that all is not well
this morning?

Victoria isn't attending
the wedding.

(exhales) Ah.

(chuckles) Why is it
the women in my life

never cease to surprise
and disappoint?

I know that she and I have
had our differences,

but to miss
her son's wedding?

Well, you and your union have
my full support, Emily.

(whispers) Good...

Because I already have
no family.

And I'm sure their absence
is amplified

on a day such as this.

So please don't think me
presumptuous

when I hope that
you might find me as...

adequate recompense.

I do, Conrad.

And I know my father would
share my feelings for you

if he was still alive.

And perhaps he would've
had some... (inhales deeply)

fresh insight on how to deal
with Victoria.

But sadly, you are stuck with
a man who has very little sway

over his wife.

Then I guess this will be...

the first of many things
that Victoria misses.

The birth, the christening...

her grandchild's whole life.

If only Patrick hadn't left.

Why?

Because he reminded her of
the pain her absence can cause.

Maybe his presence would've
changed her mind.

I guess he's gone.

So Victoria's attendance means
that much to you?

I just want this day to
be perfect,

from start to finish.

(bell clangs)

(telephone rings)

Here.

(Haim) ♪ Those days are gone

(ring)

Shouldn't you
be getting ready?

Tux takes 10 minutes
to get on,

12 depending on
the cufflinks.

Since our future's
riding on this issue,

I figured I'd pop by.

Go. You're making us
all nervous.

♪ Those days are gone

♪ Sometimes I wish I didn't
miss you at all ♪

♪ Those days are gone

Heard you were here.

I was...

giving an interview
for the article on your cake.

- I know. How'd it go?
- Good.

Said nice things about you.
I think I even meant them.

It'd be much easier
if you hated me right now.

(laughs) And I would

if I hadn't just booked
two more gigs.

Guess your master plan
worked, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Listen,
I want you to know...

Enough, Danny.

I know you're used
to getting your way,

but you can't make everything
okay for everyone.

Life doesn't work
like that, even for you.

Congrats again.

Of course, Carrie.

We have a 3:00 tee time,

which will allow for cocktails
at sunset.

I'll see you then.

(beep)

Mom?

Oh! Patrick! (laughs)

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?
What are you doing here?

I'm fine. I'm fine. Are you?

While you were sly

to exile him
to the nearest island,

did you not think I'd come to
know he was in Manhattan?

You stay away from my son.

I was hoping to use dear Patrick
as incentive

to change your mind about
attending Daniel's wedding.

I can't imagine
why you would care.

Oh, wait. Let me guess...
Emily put you up to it.

Well, she and I both agreed

that your absence shouldn't
become today's focus.

So I'm going to quash
my understandable resistance

to embrace one son of yours

if you're willing to muster
the love to support the other.

If you think I'm going
to be blackmailed

- by a collusion with that...
- They're right, mom.

You worked so hard to repair
our relationship.

I wanted to do the same for Daniel.

And that's why I came
when Conrad reached out.

When Conrad reaches out,
beware of what's in his hand.

I approach with open palm, Victoria,

hoping to leave our
grievances in the past.

If anything should happen to Patrick,

understand this, Conrad...

they will be wiping what's left
of you up with a sponge.

I'll have a tuxedo sent...

assuming we have a deal
that you will attend

all wedding-related festivities.

Say "yes," mom.

For the family.

Your family.

Okay, let's go over this
one last time.

Before you board the Grayson yacht,
I'm gonna sneak on side

and preset the gun we bought
in Victoria's name.

Then I will hide out and wait
until exactly 10 past 9:00,

when you should
be approaching the buoy.

At which point you will premiere
the Grayson family slide show,

- which I nauseatingly prepared.
- (Emily) When everyone's watching

I'll make sure
Victoria leaves.

(Aiden) then I'll make sure
she's trapped,

then await
the sound of gunshots.

(Emily) And I'll only fire once
I've poured my blood on deck

as evidence that she shot me.

(Aiden) Once you've jumped
overboard,

I'll release Victoria's door,
ensuring her lack of alibi.

Now you have
exactly 20 minutes

until the coast guard
starts the search.

Retrieve the case
from the buoy,

use the mini scuba tank to get
beneath the surface,

catch the current,
and meet me at the beach.

(handcuffs clicks)
(Emily) Then finally, with means, motive,

gunshot residue on
her bracelet, and no alibi,

Victoria Grayson will be
under arrest for my murder.

And under questioning, I guarantee

that she'll roll on Conrad
in an attempt to save herself.

Let's take down the Graysons
once and for all.

Revenge S03E54
"Exodus"

(sea bird calls)

Hey.

(sighs)

You came to say good-bye?

Since you're not coming to
the wedding... yeah, Jack, I am.

Look, I'm, uh... (inhales deeply)

I'm sure you got
a million things to do,

and I'm not much
for good-byes, so...

(breathes deeply)

Jack...

(sighs) There's one more thing
I wanted to tell you

before I go.

About Amanda.

(whispers) I was with her
when she died.

What?

I was able
to get you off the boat.

But by the time
I made it back...

(whispers) I couldn't save her.

(voice breaks)
I held her in my arms, Jack.

And the last thing
that she made me promise

was that I would take care
of you and Carl.

And you're just now saying this?

Why wait till now?

I know it's because you were

- just too busy protecting your plan.
- Which I changed because you asked me to.

Because there was a time, Jack,
when you were my best friend.

But look at what you've become
and who you're turning me into.

You are so selfish.

You use everyone
who cares about you.

I lost Amanda, too.

You've taken everything
from me!

(voice breaks) Even this moment.

(sniffles) This good-bye.

(voice breaks) I know Amanda
deserved better from me.

(sniffles) I just hope
that one day,

you can understand
why I needed to do this.

(whispers) Good-bye, Jack.

(bracelet clatters)

You did well playing contrite
for Conrad.

Well, I meant what I said,

about bringing the family
back together.

I know you did.

But the idea of you apologizing
to that man is nauseating.

Well, it got me through
the door, right?

I'm so glad you're here.

I think you're the only person
who'll get me through today.

(whispers) Okay.

Of course, I wonder what that
tarantula has up his many sleeves.

We have to be ready
to strike first.

I can't go down
that road again.

Nor would I want you to.

We'll find more creative ways
of dealing with Conrad.

I don't think I could ever bear
the thought of losing you again.

You have nothing
to worry about, mom.

News travels fast.

I got your text.

Um, actually got
all 40 of 'em

over the past month.

(chuckles) With a zero percent
response rate.

You really know how
to make a guy feel special.

Patrick,
I spent a lot of time

wondering
what the hell happened.

(sighs) I...

About disappearing...
Nolan, I'm sorry.

Mm.

There were reasons it was time
for me to leave the Hamptons.

It's a good thing
that I, uh...

like reunions.

Nolan, I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

And I... I... I know
I'm the one that said

we shouldn't care
what other people think,

but things have changed.

And, um...

my mom really needs me
right now, so I...

Yeah, but I'm not...

asking you to make a choice.

Look, go to the wedding
with her.

Spend the after party with me.

Sorry.

It's for the best.

(sighs deeply)

(baseboard clicks)

(sea birds calling)

I know. Bugging the bride
on her wedding day... bad form.

But I thought
we should talk.

I honestly don't have time
for this right now.

Oh, funny that you should
say that,

because there's nothing honest
about you,

and I can finally prove it.

(opens clutch)

(photo rustles)

Here's the "after."

Clearly not you.

Ready for the "before"?

And there you are, Emily.

Looks just like you,

but with
a billion fewer dollars.

What do you want, Lydia?

For starters, I want
my house back. (closes clutch)

It helped being next door
to land a Grayson,

didn't it?

It's yours.

Just please,

don't ruin my wedding day.

Leave the door unlocked.

It'll make it easier
for me to move back in.

(helicopter hovering overhead)

(camera shutter clicks)
(man) Thank you.

Mm. I'm sure that smile
would be genuine

if Lydia was
draped over your arm.

I heard about your
slumber party last night.

Oh, that was
a momentary lapse of reason

not unlike our last
approach to the altar.

(indistinct conversations)

Mrs. Grayson,
how does it feel

adding a new member
to your family?

Oh, I couldn't be happier.

(camera shutters clicking)
Patrick is a gentleman

and the light of my life.

(whispers) I think he meant Emily.

(man) Is your son excited?
Is your son excited?

Of course he did. (chuckles)

I've always put faith
in my son Daniel's heart.

And today, we shall see
where it lies.

(camera shutter clicks)

Charlotte, you look beautiful.

Me?

You're already glowing.

I can't believe
I'm gonna be an aunt again.

I'm sure it'll be
a little girl.

And just think, she and Carl
will grow up together,

play on the beach.

I'm sure they'll be
best friends.

Sounds wonderful.

I'm gonna go check and make sure
my folks are here

and give you
some time alone. (sighs deeply)

Charlotte...

I love you.

I love you, too,

My almost sister.

(chuckles)

(kisses)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(door opens)

You look beautiful.

Though I imagine my admiring
gaze isn't why you summoned me.

Lydia has evidence
that could ruin me.

I'll take care of it.

Thanks.

(sighs)

Just getting to see you
so lovely is...

it's worth the risk
of being here.

Rohan did an exemplary job,
though it's likely a wasted effort

as there should be no reason to
activate this emergency beacon.

May I?

(paper rustles)

(organist playing Wagner's
"Bridal Chorus" from "Lohengrin")

After our rocky start,

who would thought
we'd end up here?

Truthfully, I did.

Hoped, at least.

Only you

could make vengeance
so beautiful.

(man) Stay back.

Let's do it.

(partial journalist's speech) ...the social event
of the season.

♪

(guests murmuring)

(shutters clicking)

(mouths words)

(murmuring)

We are gathered here today
to celebrate the marriage

of Emily Rebecca Thorne

and Daniel Edward Grayson.

If anyone has reason to object
to their blessed union,

please speak now
or forever hold your peace.

(American accent) I don't recall seeing
your name on the guest list.

- Who the hell are you?
- A friend of the bride

who's been authorized
to initiate the transfer

of the beach cottage's
ownership...

A deal that we can start now
and finalize tomorrow,

or...

It goes away if you go
anywhere near that church.

With this ring,
I commit to you,

to our child,

and our future together.

I love you, Emily,

now and always.

Daniel...

I've looked forward to this day
since I was a little girl.

Thank you for letting me
into your life,

into your family.

Daddy!

Through you, I have become

the woman that I've always
wanted to be. (speaks inaudibly)

The woman that
I needed to be.

From the moment I met you, I knew
that this moment wasin our destiny.

We share a bond
that is unbreakable...

until death parts us.

By the powers
vested in me by God

and the State of New York,

I pronounce you man and wife.

You may now kiss your bride.

(guests chuckle)

Ladies and gentlemen,

it is my great honor
to present to you

Daniel and Emily Grayson.

(organist playing
Mendelssohn's "Wedding March")

(man) Whoo!

♪

(bells tolling)

(Beck)
♪ But they all disappear

♪ from view

You've been quiet ever since
we left the church.

(camera shutter clicks)

I'm sorry,

It's our big day, and here I am,
stressing about work.

Is that why you're drinking
for the both of us?

Well, my dad opened...
(camera shutters clicking)

a 64-year-old bottle
of Glenlivet.

Grayson groom tradition.

Well, maybe you should
slow down a bit.

We still have a boat ride
to nantucket ahead.

♪

(song ends)

(indistinct conversations)

You, uh, have her
for a lifetime.

You mind if I borrow her
for 16 eight counts?

Well, she's all yours.

(kisses)

♪

I hate to say it.

You two do make
a beautiful couple.

And it's such a shame

the bride only has
a few hours to live.

Did you handle
the Patrick situation?

He shut me down,

in favor of staying glued
to mommy drearest's side.

Which is exactly why he can't
get on that yacht.

He won't.

Trust me.

♪

I do,

with my life.

So...

I guess this is it.

Long live David Clarke.

(kisses)
(shutter clicks)

No, we need
more intimate shots.

I want the readers to feel like
they were here. Okay?

Sure.

Hands-on, right down to
the last detail.

Such dedication
for an editor.

And a beat reporter, too,
I hear?

Chasing
specious conspiracy theories.

Don't make an enemy of me,
Ms. Lemarchal.

Or what?

You'll destroy me like
you destroyed so many others?

Oh, no, you see, such flagrant
inaccuracies of my character.

But then,
your source is a...

disgruntled ex-mistress
with a history of head trauma.

Yet, you are so concerned.

Ah, rest assured,
Lydia is no threat.

One romantic rendez-vous
with you

and she was useless to me.

Is that so?

Her allegiance is clear.

As twisted as it seems,
she loves you.

(shutters click)

(over the phone) This is Sara.
Leave a message.

(beep)

(sighs) It's me.

- Maybe we... we...
- Daniel?

You okay?

(beep)

House manager in Nantucket
needed to...

confirm a surprise
I'm planning for em.

Well, it's time
to cut the cake.

Let's cut the cake.
(chuckles)

(camera shutter clicking)
(woman) Father-daughter shot.

Thank you. Gorgeous.

(Gail Pettis' "I love
the Likes of You" playing)

Daniel hasn't uttered
a word to me all day.

Well, give him some time.

At least he looks happy.
Emily's been kind.

Well, that's how I know
she's up to something.

A word of advice...

be the perfect in-law,
perfect grandmother.

And then when your suspicions are proven
true... (cell phone alert chimes)

don't say "I told you so."

(beep)

Is everything okay?

(beep)

Excuse me.

(lowered voice) Sara
made a beautiful cake.

(lowered voice) You don't have to say that.

I understand what it is
to want closure.

I know you do things you never
thought you would do.

(breathes deeply)

I swear,

I'm gonna be a better man to you,

and an even better dad
to our baby.

(camera shutter clicks)

(cheers and applause)

Excuse me.

(knock on door, door opens)

Have you come to kick me
out of this suite, too?

I have not.

Then what, Conrad?

Lydia, I am
a titan of industry,

master of
the damned universe.

(ice cubes rattling)
I have the right family,

the right connections,

and the wrong woman by my side.

(pours liquor)
I planned to remedy that

when I fell in love with you
years ago...

A feeling that was
recently reignited... (bottle thuds)

and promptly... extinguished
when I found your journal.

- Conrad, I...
- Shh. Let me finish.

(sets down glass)

I've always had
a weakness for you

because you're the only woman
to see the guilt and the pain,

the...

the good...
(whispers) and the bad.

I'm not a simple man
to be with,

but I have a simple question.

Do you love me?

(inhales deeply)

(whispers) Yes.

Then I want you to have the life
I promised years ago,

with me.

And maybe it's time we shake
things up in the Hamptons.

Let's.

♪

(camera shutter clicking)

(Victoria speaks indistinctly)

(indistinct conversations)

(woman) Victoria?
This way, please.

(Margaux speaks indistinctly)

(woman) Thank you.
One more?

Good. Excellent.

♪

(slurring) Emily told me

you almost didn't attend
the ceremony.

(pours liquor)

What changed your mind?

Love for my son.

(sets down bottle)
Well, I assume you mean Patrick.

Your brother's presence
made this day bearable,

but I came because I wanted
to salvage our relationship,

for everyone's sake.

Well, that's easy. You can accept Emily,
accept that we're having a baby,

and we're happy.

Yet, you're obviously
self-medicating.

Daniel, you don't look happy.

(whispers) You look trapped.

(Emily) Where's Patrick?

I hope he'll be joining us
on the yacht.

He went to the city to pick up
a few things.

But he'll be arriving
in Nantucket tomorrow.

Good.

I do want this to be

a weekend the whole family
can remember.

Okay, last looks
for hair and makeup.

We have a few shots
here at the house

and several more combinations
as you board.

Sorry I'm a bit late,

but, um...

Well, I guess now's the time
to tell you all that

I've invited someone to join us
on our family sojourn.

And my guest has flawless skin.

No touch-up needed.

(sighs)

- Conrad.
- Mm?

Lydia and I don't exactly get along.

Oh. Well, it may be
your honeymoon, sweetheart,

but it's still my yacht.

And mine.

Vacationing with your harlot
is where I draw the line.

Need I remind you
of our deal, Victoria?

If you want me to welcome
Patrick back into the fold,

you'll do the same
for my companion.

- You duplicitous...
- Victoria.

(lowered voice) Don't give him
the satisfaction.

My associate said
we had a deal.

Right. The beach house.

What more do you want, Lydia?

I want you to get exactly
what's coming to you.

(camera shutter clicking)

(woman on tv) All eyes
were on the Hamptons today

for the most anticipated
wedding of the year,

as socialite Emily Thorne

and budding media mogul
Daniel Grayson...

wed in a ceremony on...
(speaking goes indistinctly)

(sighs)

(slurring) Don't worry, boss.

I'm off the clock
and a paying customer.

(pours liquor)

They've been playing

this "happily ever after" crap
on loop.

What about the cake?
That's the real story.

Well, this must be
some great P.R. for you.

That's gotta be a reason
to celebrate.

(pours liquor)
Mnh. It's not that kinda night.

It's the kinda night
you get wasted and think about

how you fell in love
with your ex-boyfriend

weeks before his wedding,

and how you keep replaying
his stupid voice mail he left

at his frickin'
wedding reception.

- Daniel?
- Yeah.

And he let me think
there was a chance.

I saw Danny this morning.

He didn't ask me, but...

I know he wanted me to
forgive him.

I didn't because... (inhales deeply)

once I do...

it's over for good.

Dumb as hell, right? (laughs)

Come on.

You're not gonna tell
a stupid girl

she's being stupid?

Well, you know,
that kind of attitude

just might get you
laid tonight, Mr. Porter.

How about I call you a cab?

(objects clatter)

Thought my text would
get your attention.

What do you think you know?

When I heard about the sabotage
to Conrad's brakes,

I did what I've been doing
since I was 14 months old...

Put two and two together.

I know it was you
that caused the crash.

What is this? A threat?

No.

I've known about this
for weeks.

I haven't told a soul.

The only reason that
I brought up what you did

was to bring you back.

(whispers) Patrick...

you're safe,

in a way that you never were
at Grayson Manor.

You know,
Victoria told me about

how Conrad kept her prisoner
in that marriage for years.

That man killed her spirit.
He did.

Just a little bit, you know,
every day.

So I did something
that I regret like hell.

I'm sure you can't possibly
understand that.

I fight for the people
that I love, too.

That's why you're here...

(whispering) right now.

I can't just let that go.

Can I get
everyone's attention, please?

I know that many of you thought
a family honeymoon

was... odd, to say the least.

- But...
- (Conrad chuckles)

I want this marriage

to be about family...

Past, present,

and future. (chuckles)

I've been keeping
a little secret from you all,

Even Daniel.

I put together a video of

some of our Grayson celebrations
over the past couple of years.

I wanted to screen it
for you all now.

Don't worry.
(chuckles) It's cider.

To ties that bind us.

♪

- (Lydia) Cheers.
- (Emily) To family.

- (Daniel and Conrad) Cheers.
- (Charlotte) To family.

(Phosphorescent's
"Song for Zula" playing)

Oh! (gasps)
(cider splashes)

Oh, my gosh! I'm so sorry!

I'll take care of it
in the stateroom.

♪ Is a burning thing

♪ and it makes a fiery ring

(Conrad and Charlotte chuckle)
♪ Oh, but I know love

- (Charlotte) Aw!
- (both laugh)

♪ As a fading thing
(Conrad) I remember that.

♪ Just as fickle as a feather
in a stream ♪

♪ See, honey, I saw love

♪ You see, it came to me

♪ It put its face

(cell phone vibrates)

♪ so I could see...

(beep)

- (Conrad chuckling)
- Hello.

♪ Into something
I'm not recognizing ♪

What are you talking about?

Daniel?

(beep)

That was Sara's roommate.

Daniel, what is it?

Sara tried to kill herself.

I am so sorry.

Don't. Don't.

(whispers) Don't.

Victoria, wait.

Have you come to help?

(scoffs)

Mm. Well, I didn't even think
to ask if you had Club Soda

for this spill,
since most bartenders do.

I'm done making mai tais.

(Lydia) Conrad's promised me
a penthouse.

(Victoria) if you're referring
to that sad little pied-à-terre

where he entertains
his mistresses,

I'd wash the sheets first.

You don't love him, Victoria,

so I don't know what
you're going on about.

Besides, we both know you have
far bigger concerns than me.

(photo rustles)

And they say no one ever thinks
about the mother of the groom.

(footsteps approach)

I thought I'd bring you
a real drink,

since I suspect you're
about as pregnant as I am.

You've been targeting my family
and my son for years.

Now who are you?

As of five hours ago,

I'm Emily Grayson.

You're trying to bait me.

You'd like nothing more than
for me to grab you by the throat

so that you can say
that I'm crazy.

You know, for once,

you're not
completely mad, Victoria.

Daniel needed a little
last-minute incentive,

so I stole from
the master manipulator.

After all, isn't a fake
pregnancy how you landed Conrad?

Well, the difference is
that I believed I loved him.

But you're nothing
but a predator.

An empty shell
who seeks to wreak havoc.

That's it.

Do you even
hear yourself, Victoria?

What a sad, sad woman.

To care about
what you think, Emily,

I would have to
feel something for you.

you are as worthless to me

as this bracelet.

Go on.

Go after it,

before the other bottom-feeders
beat you to it.

Good-bye, Victoria.

(muffled scream)

(lowered voice) Two minutes and then fire.

(slurring heavily) I heard everything.

Daniel.

What, you gonna shoot me?

(whispers) No.

(voice breaks) You set me up.

Two years! Two years,

and I bet you laughed at me
every time I questioned you.

And you just fed me
more of your lies.

Why?! Why did you tell me
I was gonna be a father?!

I'm sorry.

(fireworks whistling and exploding)

(John Philip Sousa's
"National Emblem March")

(whistling and exploding continues)

(man) Captain, man overboard!

(man) All hands on deck!

- (man) Bring her about. All right!
- (man) Starboard engine full throttle!

(alarm continues blaring)
(crew shouting indistinctly)

(man speaks indistinctly)
(radio chatter)

(crew continues speaking indistinctly)

(Conrad) What the devil happened?

(gasps) Oh, my God.

(crew continues speaking indistinctly)

(Charlotte) Where's Emily?

Where's Victoria?

(both laugh)

I'm, uh...

I'm gonna shower.

Why don't you

put on some music
and, uh, come join me?

Okay.

I mean, dude.

You ever hear of
a universal remote?

(click)

What are you doing here?

Don't worry.

(sighs)

I just wanna end things right
with her.

Emily left this for me,
but I think she should have it.

It was Amanda's.

She's not here?

What do you mean?

She should have beat me
to the beach ten minutes ago.

The distress beacon has not
been activated.

Then where the hell is she?

Oh, God.

(Jack) Emily?

(both continue calling) Emily!