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July 31, 2002
Edward: Good, you're still awake.
Skye: Edward, what, have you started stalking me? Jax and I are trying to celebrate our engagement.
Jax: Here, let me speak to him. Edward, listen, you can't be harassing my fiancée like this.
Edward: This latest development doesn't change a thing. I still intend to take you to the poor house.
[Edward hangs up]
Jax: Since when have you and Edward become phone pals?
Skye: About the time you started caring about me. Edward knows that I am his direct link to you, and, well, my grandfather doesn't miss a beat.
Jax: Yeah, well, you don't have to worry about Edward anymore. He doesn't have the power to hurt you.
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Alan: You're a walking time bomb.
Monica: You've got to lower your cholesterol.
Edward: I am not eating this.
Jax: You know what else is low in cholesterol? Moose.
Skye: Did Grandfather tell you all the good news?
Edward: No, I thought you would prefer to tell us all yourself.
Alan: Oh, God, Jax has bankrupted us!
Jax: Oh, no, that's still in the works. We're here for more congenial news.
Skye: Jax has asked me to marry him, and I said yes.
Edward: Well, this has all just worked out beautifully. Congratulations.
Jax: Thanks.
Alan: Well, congratulations. I hope you're happy.
I mean it.
Skye: Oh, thank you.
Monica: Jax, may I have a word with you on the terrace?
Skye: Oh, subtle as always, Monica. No, I will go.
I can use the fresh air, anyway. I'll be right back, ok?
Alan: I hope you truly love my daughter.
Jax: I do.
Alan: And you don't break her heart the way you did with Chloe.
Monica: But more importantly, Jax, I hope this puts an end to your planned takeover of ELQ.
Jax: No, I still fully intend to take Edward down.
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[on the terrace]
Skye: Aren't you supposed to be going somewhere with Grandmother?
Edward: I told her that I would meet up with her. So, did you bring me the oil map?
Skye: Sorry, I was too busy getting engaged to break into my fiancée's safe.
Edward: Don't tell me you cooled on this, Skye. Now, we have a deal, an ironclad contract where you agreed to work against and ultimately destroy Jax for me. Ooh, and how thoughtful of you to insist that we put it in writing. Ooh, what would happen if Jax got to see it, I wonder?
Skye: Look, I have every intention of fulfilling my end of the contract, all right? I just, I just need a little more time.
Edward: It depends on what you mean by "little," because I have zero patience. Now, we bring him down, or I bring you down.
[Edward leaves and Jax comes outside]
Skye: Grandmother offered to throw us an engagement party in the rose garden under the stars.
Jax: Well, that's the least you deserve.
Skye: I might not be as wonderful and deserving as you think.
 Jax: I don't "think." I know in my heart, that's why I love you.
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