[Marianna chuckles]

Ric: Well, how much longer until you get home?

Marianna: My shift is almost over.

Ric: Good. Then I'll come pick you up.

Marianna: No, that's ok. I am going to take the bus -- and don't try and talk me out of it. I checked the schedule and I'm all set.

Ric: You're just not going to give me a chance to be gallant, are you?

Marianna: Baby, you've been gallant since the moment I met you.

Ric: Well, I'm glad you noticed. And I'm going to get to show you my domestic capabilities, as well. I'm going to have dinner waiting for you by the time you get home.

Marianna: Huh. That sounds wonderful -- I'm starved.

[Door closes]

Marianna: I got to go. Um -- I'll -- I'll see you later. Bye.

Trevor: Who are you smiling at? My naive son?

Marianna: You know, your son's a good man.

Trevor: Most people in this town would disagree with you.

Marianna: People can change.

Trevor: Oh, so can -- except you and my son just get more skilled at hiding who you really are. For instance, you have always been an opportunistic little tramp.

Mike: Excuse me.

Trevor: Yeah?

Mike: Is there a problem here?

Trevor: Well, there could be. Have you taken a look at her papers? She's not allowed to work here, let alone live in the united states.

Marianna: I have my papers.

Trevor: Oh, I think you ought to look at them again.

Mike: Do you know this guy?

Marianna: Yes. 'S ric's father.

Mike: Trevor lansing.

Trevor: Mm-hmm. And who are you?

Mike: Mike corbin.

Trevor: Ah -- sonny's father. Aren't you the drunken gambler who left adela and his kid alone? Looks like life has really treated you pretty well.

Mike: You know, I heard you were around. I -- I was going to look you up.

Trevor: I don't think that you and I have anything to say to one another.

Mike: Well, I'll keep it really simple -- we serve a higher class of customer here.

Trevor: Hmm.

Marianna: Just go. Stop making so much trouble.

Trevor: Trouble? You don't know what kind of trouble is going to hit you.

Marianna: You know, I got to finish up.

Trevor: What you need to do is finish your deal with me -- to steal that deed from ric.

Marianna: The deal is off.

Trevor: Off?

Marianna: Yeah.

Trevor: Mm-hmm. You sleep with my son a couple of weeks and you get starry-eyed? "Off"? Wake up -- before I tell him why you really did get cozy on martha's vineyard.

Marianna: I don't care what you do to me, trevor.

Trevor: Maybe not. But you will care what I do to ric.

Marianna: What do you mean?

Randy: Looks like you got yourself in a corner.

Marianna: Oh, leave me alone.

Randy: Hey, take it easy.

Marianna: Leave me alone.

Randy: Maybe I can help you out -- if the price is right.