[Nash and Tess have arrived at the winery and Tess is less than impressed with the run-down cottage they are going to be living in]
Nash: The owner died about six months ago.
Tess: No kidding.
Nash: Yeah, and his son's not into the wine business at all, so it hasn't been taken care of in about six months.  That's why the price is so low.
Tess: Not low enough.
Nash: Oh, come on.  Tess, use your imagination.  I mean, look, these vines are bearing fruit, the cottage....  (trailing off lamely)  Well, it shows potential.


[Tess has been freaked out by something in the cottage and Nash runs in to see what's the matter]
Tess: Bugs!
Nash: A bug?
Tess: Did I say "a bug"?  It was an army of bugs, okay?  I turned on the light and there were these really big, red bugs with these antlers everywhere.
Nash: Antlers?  They're called water bugs, okay, and I think the term you're looking for is antennae.


Nash: (about the bugs)  They're far more afraid of you than you are of them, I promise you.
Tess: I don't think that's possible.


Nash: Okay, look, I know, the place needs more work than I thought, but it'll be all right.
Tess: Work?  Nash, it needs a bulldozer, okay?  This place is crawling with bugs and rats and dirt, and there's parasites and germs on the rats and the dirt --
Nash: Okay, the cottage is a mess, all right, but, I mean -- structurally sound.  There's obviously electricity.
Tess: Yeah, great, so we can see all the bugs and the dirt.  Did I mention the dirt, the dirt?


Tess: You told me we were going to go and live at a vineyard in Napa, and this is -- this is -- this is a farm, Nash!  It's a farm amongst a whole bunch of other farms, and there's not a restaurant for miles and there's one tiny --
Nash: Is that all you want, a restaurant?
Tess: Yes.  Yes!  I really am that shallow, okay?  We are miles away from the fast lane.


Tess: (to Nash)  I don't like hard work.  I hate hard work, okay?  I finally got to a place in my life where I can do what I want to do.  I'm in charge for a change, okay, and I don't want to think about the future!  I don't even want to think about tomorrow, okay?  I just want to think about today, and right now today sucks.


[Nash tells Tess that if she doesn't want to stay with him, she can leave if she likes]
Tess: You made all of those promises to me, you dragged me all the way across the country to this God-forsaken place to tell me, what, if I don't like it, I'm on my own?
Nash: (with a mocking tone)  Hey, you're the "free spirit."  I can't tie you down.


Nash: Obviously this isn't your idea of paradise, so --
Tess: Oh, don't tell me that it's yours.
Nash: We just view this place a little differently, all right?  The hole in the roof.  (gesturing towards it)  I see a skylight.  I see the two of us laying in the bed looking at the stars.  This fireplace. (gesturing towards the fireplace)  I see it cleaned out, the two of us sitting in front of it toasting each other with a glass of Brennan Winery Cask Reserve 2006.


Nash: You pushed yourself into my life, and I liked it.
Tess: "Pushed"?
Nash: Pushed.  And I liked it, all right, but I did not drag you down to California.  And I'm not going to stop you from leaving and I'm not going to leave just because you don't like it.
Tess: Well, it's going to be pretty lonely in front of that fire without me.
Nash: You know what, my fantasy involves a woman, but you're acting like a kid.
Tess: Well, you know what?
Nash: What?
Tess: This kid's leaving.  (she storms out of the cottage)


[Tess returns and finds Nash looking at the antique vase she bought him to replace the broken one in his loft]
Tess: That wasn't worth 1/10th of the one I broke, and you never told me.
Nash: (smiling to himself)  It's back.


Tess: If I stay here with you and work hard on the place and plant roots here, then I -- I'll be like Jessica.
Nash: Oh, your twin sister?
Tess: Yeah, and she was so -- nothing.  Never mind.  But people loved her anyway, and, I mean, nobody's ever loved me and --
Nash: I can't believe that.


Tess: Never thought that I wanted or needed love, but --
Nash: But?
Tess: I was wrong.  And I got to thinking that maybe there's different kinds of love.


Tess: If I stay here, I hope you don't expect me to start baking bread or anything like that, cause --
Nash: Cause?  Well, if you stay here -- oh, I regret this already -- you don't have to be anyone you don't want to be and you don't have to do any -- you don't have to do anything around here.
Tess: Well, guess what.
Nash: What?
Tess: I did something.
[Tess shows him the sign that she's made -- "Brennan Winery" is written in red lipstick]
Nash: (laughing)
Tess: And you'd better like it because I ruined a perfectly good tube of lipstick to make it.
Nash: I love it.  And I've loved you since the day you stole my car.


Tess: You said I only ever see what's right in front of me.  And you're wrong.  When I look at you, I see my future.
[Tess and Nash toast one another with grapes they've plucked off a nearby vine]
Nash: To the future.
Tess: To our future.


[Nash is out on an errand and Tess is sweeping the cottage]
Tess: (muttering to herself)  I must really be in love if I'm actually sweeping this place.


[Nash and Tess get into a heated argument after he catches her trying to flirt/manipulate the wine bar's former owner, Gene Pavano]
Tess: That guy walked in here with blood in his eyes, threatening to kick us out.  I don't know the ins and outs of your deal.  I don't know if you were being taken or not, so sue me for doing what I had to do to loosen him up a little.
Nash: You were coming on to him.
Tess: Oh, grow up.  I was flirting.  Am I -- am I a bad little girl?  Should I be tossed in a dirty, smelly jail cell?  Oh, wait, look at where I am!  I am in a dirty, smelly jail cell, and you're my keeper!
Nash: Your keeper?  You know, the last time I checked, you were begging me to take you to California just as fast as your legs could get us here.  You're running from your past, from your old life, and God knows who else, so don't try rewriting history to make this out to be me manipulating you into some situation that you didn't know about coming in!
Tess: Okay, you're right, fine, I did want to come to California.  But if it wasn't for me, Nash, you'd still be stuck in that tiny, little apartment in New York, shutting your eyes, pretending to see the stars, making wishes to pictures taped up on the wall.  I was defending you to that guy!
Nash: Defending me to that --
Tess: Yes.
Nash: Five more minutes, and you would've been hanging from the nonexistent chandeliers with that guy!  You said it yourself, okay?  You used to fall into bed with guys all the time.  It's how you got by.  Then I come in that door, into our house -- our new house -- to see you cozying up to the one guy who can make or break this deal for me -- for us.  And for what?  So that you can prove one more time that no man can resist you?
Tess: Well, why would Gene Pavano be any different than any other man I've ever met?  Including you?
Nash: Oh.  Oh, come on, you're better than that.


Tess: You told me this was going to be an adventure, that we'd start over and never look back.
Nash: And I meant it.  But if we're going to do this, we got to do this together, 100%.
Tess: I'm here, aren't I?
Nash: That's not enough.  If you're going to have faith in me, you got to have faith in yourself.  And I'm beginning to wonder if that is ever going to happen.
Tess: Maybe it's not worth your time finding out.


Nash: You still don't think you're worth it?  After everything we've been through, I don't show you how much I care about you every single day?
Tess: By accusing me of propositioning a stranger?  Oh, my goodness, that's so heartwarming, really.


[Tess accuses Nash of implying that she's a slut]
Nash: I didn't.  I told you to stop using sex to solve your problems.  I mean, that's why you left your old life, isn't it?  Hey, come on, whatever happened to feeling different around me, about opening up your heart?  Isn't that why we're here in the first place?
Tess: I don't know how to love anybody, damn it, okay?  Not you, not anyone!
Nash: Well, try!  Just -- (at a loss for words, he presses his forehead to hers and suddenly they start to kiss)
Tess: I am trying.


[Tess is sick...she wakes up from a nightmare]
Nash: I was going to run to town and grab you something.
Tess: No, no, no, no, no.  You can't leave me.
Nash: It's all right.  I won't be gone long.
Tess: No, I'm afraid of what might happen if you leave me.


Nash: What's going to happen when I'm gone, huh?
Tess: I don't know.
Nash: Well, it's not like you're going to melt into the sheets and disappear forever.
Tess: It could happen.


Nash: Well, just get some rest, lay down.
Tess: I would rather run naked through the grapevines with you.
Nash: Oh, yeah?
Tess: Yeah.
Nash: Oh, hold that thought.  I am getting an image, a vision of our first label.
Tess: Yeah.  I'll show you how to crush the grapes.
Nash: Hmm, count me in.  Let's not share that little fetish of ours with the health board, huh?


Tess: I know what I need.  (she kisses him, then pulls away)  Oh -- sorry.  You're going to catch it.
Nash: Oh, I already got it.  It is incurable.  (he kisses her again)


[Nash returns from picking up medicine for Tess at the store]
Nash: All right, I got you not one, not two, but three cold medicines and a magazine that will -- (he looks at the magazine cover) -- answer all your questions about the Olsen twins.  Tess?  Tess?  Tess?
[But Tess is no-where to be found]
Nash: Very nice, Tess.  Very nice.


[Nash finds Tess at Vinobar]
Nash: Trust you to find the one bar in 25 miles.
Tess: Good thing it's in walking distance.


[Tess is surprised that Nash isn't totally pissed at her for leaving the cottage...she watches him sip the wine he's ordered]
Tess: Are you just going to sit there and say nothing?
Nash: You can actually taste the chocolate in this one.  (handing the glass to her)  Try it.
Tess: You might get the flu.
Nash: I'll take my chances.
Tess: What's with you?
Nash: It's like I told you.  I love ya.  Try the wine.


Tess: So I guess my favorite part about being me is the cute way that I have after, you know, taking off on you and you tracking me down at some bar filled with men, of being able to completely go off on you as if you did something wrong.
Nash: It's interesting how you can apologize without ever actually using the words "I'm sorry."


Tess: You're so good at letting things go.
Nash: Hmm.
Tess: Or maybe you don't care enough.
Nash: I have a very inscrutable face.
Tess: Do you practice that in the mirror, or were you just born that way?
Nash: A little bit of both.  It comes in handy when your girl keeps walking out on you for no apparent reason whatsoever.


Nash: It's just a little hard to compete with a mysterious past that you know nothing about.
Tess: No, it's not.  Trust me.
Nash: Oh, "trust me," she says.


[Nash and Tess are at Vinobar scoping out the bar's patrons]
Nash: See that guy in the corner?
Tess: The one with the ugly tie?
Nash: Yeah.  He is flush with cash and loves to invest in vineyards.
Tess: (correcting herself)  I love that tie.
Nash: Hmm.  I'm going to go say hi.  You stay here and be gorgeous.
Tess: As if I could be anything else.
Nash: Oh.  As if.


[Nash is going over different types of barrels for the winery]
Tess: (looking at one of the pictures)  Well, this is the ugliest woman I have ever seen.  She looks like a barrel.
Nash: Fancy that!  It is a barrel.


[Still looking at types of barrels]
Tess: I like this one.  It's pretty.
Nash: Yeah, French oak.  You have good taste.
Tess: Well, I picked you, didn't I?


Tess: I love you in this shirt.
Nash: Oh, you are just full of love today.
Tess: Today?
Nash: Uh-huh.
Tess: This week, this month.  I used to hate love.
Nash: Hmm.
Tess: Makes you weak.
Nash: Yeah.  That's why I never made any time for it until I met you.


Nash: (to Tess)  I want you to know, to believe that I will do anything and everything I can to make you feel safe and to make you feel loved.  All right?


[Post-lovemaking...]
Tess: That's a hell of a way to beat a cold.
Nash: Yeah, we could bottle that.


Tess: So what's the deal with these barrels anyway?
Nash: Oh, the French oak, kiln-dried, seasoned wood?
Tess: Wow.  I'm jealous of these barrels. You should see the look in your eyes.  It makes that much of a difference?
Nash: Yeah.  Yeah, it does.
Tess: Hmm.  Well, then we're going to have to get ourselves some French barrels.
Nash: Well, they're also the most expensive, but it would be an investment in our future.
Tess: Our future -- I like the sound of that.


[Nash comes up from behind Tess and kisses her]
Tess: Is this your way of apologizing without having to say the words?  It's okay, you know.  I love it that you're concerned.  And it's weird sometimes.  I catch myself talking to her and then I remember I'm all alone.
Nash: No, you're not.
Tess: You know, if Jessica is in heaven --
Nash: Hmm?
Tess: It can't be any better than this.


[Back at Vinobar]
Nash: (seeing one of the other bar patrons)  Ooh, it's that investor I was talking to.
Tess: Ugly-tie guy?
Nash: Yeah, but I love the color of his money.


[Nash tracks down Harry, the PI who has hired by Antonio to follow Tess]
Harry: Who the hell do you think you are?
Nash: Well, I think that I'm the guy who's in love with the girl in that picture.  Now, I want to know why you're looking for her, who sent you, and most of all, Harry, how much is it going to cost me to make you go away?


[Harry threatens to take word of Tess/Jessica's whereabouts to Antonio, which pisses Nash off]
Nash: You son of a bitch!
Harry: Oh, now, that's really going to help a lot, yeah, yeah.  Now, I'm real anxious to give you answers.
Nash: Oh, hell.  I don't want answers.  I just want this to stop!


Nash: (about Tess)  Stay the hell away from her.
Harry: I don't get paid to stay away.
Nash: You can't make someone go back to something they don't want anymore.


[Tess is frightened]
Nash: Tess, is everything okay?  Tess?
Tess: Yeah, it's -- oh, it's better now that you're here.
Nash: Thought you'd still be in bed.
Tess: I -- I can't sleep. I can't sleep without you anymore.


[Nash, after threatening the PI to stay away from Tess, tries to reassure her without letting her know that he's aware Antonio's after her]
Nash: I won't let anyone get between us, okay?
Tess: Why would they?
Nash: I'm just saying, you know?  I mean, we came here from New York to start over, and that's what we're going to do.  All right?  We don't have to keep running, Tess.  We didn't do anything wrong.  Okay?  Just trust me.  I'm not going to let anything happen to you or to us.  Okay, a couple of weeks.  You know, we harvest the crop, we can take off.  We can do whatever you want.  We'll go gliding the Big Sur.  We'll run naked down on Rodeo Drive or whatever twists your rope that's not boring.


[Jessica takes control back from Tess...just in time to be confronted by a towel-clad Nash -- who, of course, still believes she's Tess]
Jessica: What are you looking at?
Nash: You.  I'm looking at you.  Who are you?
Jessica: Who am I?  I -- I'm --
Nash: You're like two totally separate people.  I mean, you're so sure of yourself, but afraid of shadows, and you're a worldly woman who hasn't been around.  It's confusing.  I never know who I'm going to be with, so who is it, Tess?  Who am I -- who am I with today?
Jessica: (at a loss for words)  Uh --
Nash: Oh, it doesn't matter.  I can see the sky in those eyes.  I love you.  I love all of you.  All right?  And I meant what I said earlier, okay?  I'm not going to let anything happen to you.  All right?  Whatever happened in the past, it's -- it's the past, all right?  It can't touch us.  All right?  There's nobody else, Tess.  It's just us.  Okay?


[Nash decides to tell Tess that he knows the truth about her]
Tess: Is something wrong?
Nash: I know.
Tess: You know what?
Nash: Jessica Buchanan is not your twin sister.  You are Jessica Buchanan.


[Tess, after running away from Nash after he told her he knew she was Jessica, returns to the cottage, much to Nash's surprise]
Nash: I didn't think I'd see you again.
Tess: Neither did I.
Nash: So why'd you come back?
Tess: I'm tired.
Nash: A place to sleep.
Tess: No.  I'm tired of running.  I'm tired of hiding.  The easy way out hasn't -- it's not easy anymore.
Nash: So this is the new easy way?
Tess: No, it's not.


Tess: You don't know me, Nash.  I am a liar.
Nash: You told me that you loved me.  Was that a lie?
Tess: That wasn't even a teensy exaggeration.


Tess: Jessica is a part of my past.  She's who I was.  She's how people knew me.
Nash: The past is hard to wipe away.
Tess: Maybe impossible.
Nash: What can I do to help?
Tess: Well, you can help me get rid of her, okay?  I don't want her anywhere near me, anywhere near us.  You can help me -- you can help me kill her.
Nash: Must have been pretty ugly to have to use the word "kill" when you're talking about your past.


Tess: (talking about her past)  It doesn't matter, anyway.
Nash: No, it does if I'm going to help you stop your past from catching up to you.
Tess: You'd do that for me?
Nash: I'd do anything for you.  I love you.
Tess: I love you, too, so much.


Nash: (to Tess)  Promise me something.  If I ask you something about your past, you can tell me to go to hell or you can tell me you don't want to answer that, but don't lie to me.  All right?  I will do whatever I can to keep Antonio away from you.  I promise you that, okay?


[Jessica informs Tess that they are pregnant; Tess takes a pregnancy test and it comes up positive]
Tess: This can't be happening. I can't -- I can't believe I'm pregnant. I can't believe I'm going to have Nash's baby.
Jessica: Nash? What, is that your latest one-night stand? Well, at least you're getting their names these days.
Tess: Nash is not a one-night stand, okay? We're in love.
Jessica: Well, that's a laugh. You don't even know what love is.


[Nash calls Tess on her cell phone, and Tess is hesitant to tell him about the pregnancy, much to Jessica's amusement]
Tess: (to Nash on the phone) I'll just wait for you to come back.
Jessica: What's the matter? Afraid to tell him the good news?
Tess: (to Jessica) Shut up. (to Nash) No, no, not you. You know those stray cats? Well, I had to kick one out of the house, and now it's scratching to get back in. Yeah, no, everything is fine. I'm just chilling here waiting for you to get back. No, I feel better.
Jessica: Because the morning sickness has passed?
Tess: Yeah, I'll see you soon. Bye.
Jessica: You're going to have to tell him sooner or later. It's going to be pretty obvious soon.
Tess: Will you shut up and let me think?


Nash: What do you say we toast to our anniversary?
Tess: You actually remember the date that we met?
Nash: Well, actually, I found the receipt to the restaurant that day in my wallet, but I have very fond memories of that day.
Tess: Right.
Nash: Yeah.
Tess: It was hate at first sight.
Nash: Yeah, I hated you.  You, on the other hand, were so smitten with me that you had to steal my car to get my attention.
Tess: Oh, please.  You were checking me out.  You were drooling so much, I'm surprised you didn't drive over your -- tongue.
Nash: Yeah, well, you didn't play fair, did you?  I mean, come on, the most gorgeous, spoonable you accosting me in a parking lot?  Come on.
Tess: Well, if I was so gorgeous and spoonable, why didn't you take me to lunch?
Nash: Fear.
Tess: Oh, were you afraid of me?
Nash: You know you're scary.  Come on, what would've happened if I'd said yes, huh?
Tess: We would've gone to lunch?
Nash: Exactly, and then we would've started talking, I would've charmed you, you would've kissed me --
Tess: Oh, oh, oh, hold on a second.  You would've kissed me.
Nash: Oh, even worse.  Can you imagine?  You never would've let me live it down.  You know, I was perfectly, happily living my fantasy, swinging bachelor lifestyle.
Tess: Oh, that's just it, I guess -- fantasies don't really exist.
Nash: Minor detail.  And the thought of me committing myself to just one woman?
Tess: Oh, horrible.
Nash: Oh, come on.  Imagine me moving 3,000 miles to a winery -- I mean, albeit with an astonishingly beautiful, mysterious woman.
Tess: Ridiculous.  Totally not your style.
Nash: (proposing a toast)  To narrow escapes.


Nash: So I will fire up the barbecue pit and we will dine alfresco.
Tess: Ooh, you want to eat naked?
Nash: Well, I mean, technically, "alfresco" means "in the fresh" or "outdoors," but -- hmm.
Tess: I knew that.  I meant after dinner -- if you're lucky.


[Nash is outside when he sees a meteor shower]
Nash: Tess, come here!  Oh, my God, you got to see this!  Hurry up, come on, it's a meteor shower!  It'll only last a couple of seconds!  Look, look, look, look!
Tess: (looking up at the sky)  Oh, wow, it's beautiful.
Nash: I know, right?  We could make a million wishes.


[Nash and Tess sit down to dinner after watching the meteor shower]
Nash: What was your wish?
Tess: Just that everything could stay how it is -- just you and me.  No problems, no complications.
Nash: No mistakes from our past come a-knocking on our door, huh?
Tess: Yeah, definitely not that.
Nash: You know, winemaking has its share of complications.  A drought, wipe out your entire crop.  Same thing with rain, too much sun, frost.
Tess: Or finding out that the vineyard is built on a sacred burial ground.  Okay, I hear you.
Nash: The important thing is that a complication only becomes a problem if you let it.
Tess: Well, how do we stop that from happening?
Nash: We face it, together.
Tess: Like you and me against the world?
Nash: Something like that, yeah.  You know, Tess, I really do think that we can face anything as long as we face it together.


Nash: What do you got to tell me?  Come on, you've got to know you can tell me anything.
Tess: Just that I love you more than anything and I would do anything for you.
Nash: You, too.
Tess: Well, you'd better go get the bottle, wino.
[Nash kisses Tess and then smiles at her]
Nash: Beautiful.


[Nash has found the pregnancy test box]
Nash: I figured out why you wouldn't drink that wine last night.
Tess: I told you --
Nash: Yeah, I know, your stomach's upset, but that's not why.  (holding up the pregnancy test box)  This is.  You're pregnant.


Tess: (about the pregnancy test)  Where'd you find that?
Nash: In the garbage.
Tess: Since when do you go rooting through the trash?
Nash: Come on, it doesn't matter.  Just -- are you pregnant?
Tess: I thought that I was.  I was late, and that's why I didn't have any wine last night.  I took the test, and, negative.
[Tess is lying -- the test came out positive -- but Nash doesn't know this]
Nash: Hey, maybe -- maybe -- I mean, maybe you should do another test.
Tess: Nash, I'm not pregnant, definitely not pregnant, okay?  I don't need to do another test to be sure.  A relief, huh?
Nash: (definitely bummed out)  Uh -- I guess.
Tess: You guess?
Nash: Well, I mean, we're -- you know, we're doing really great.  You know?  But kids -- I mean, that's something that should be talked about.  It shouldn't be an accident.
Tess: (correcting him)  No, it would be a train wreck.
Nash: No -- now, yeah, maybe.  But someday, you know --
Tess: Someday?
Nash: When I look into my future, I see you there.  How about you?  Do you see me there?


Nash: I think we're the real thing.  I think we could do it.  I want a family, so, what do you think?
Tess: Nash, I don't know.  I mean, I want to spend tomorrow with you and the next day and the next week and the next 10 years, of course, but I -- I'm not much of a family person, at least not my family, and, I don't know, when you start talking about kids, I -- I think --
Nash: Hey, someone's got to stomp the grapes, you know.
Tess: How many kids do you want to have?
Nash: Ah, 10, 12, baker's dozen.
Tess: Oh.  Now you're really scaring me.
Nash: I don't want to scare you.  (sizing up the serious expression on her face)  Ooh, I am scaring you.  Look, I know what I want for my life, besides a vineyard.  I want a vineyard, I want a wife, I want a real family of my own.  You're part of that now.  You know?  I mean, I want a future with you.  At least I'm thinking about it.  I guess I'd like to know if you want one with me.


Tess: Could you imagine me pregnant?
Nash: (putting his hands around her stomach)  Mm-hmm.
Tess: I mean, you know, out to here.  (she gestures as if her stomach was huge)
Nash: (smiling)  Mm-hmm.  Yeah.
Tess: No, really, Nash, there would be no more fun, no more freedom, no parties, and you'd have to be ready for that.
Nash: But you're not.
Tess: Yet, no.
Nash: "Yet"?  All right, well, you know, as long as there's a someday, a possibility, I'll take that.
Tess: If I was ever to have a baby, it would be with you.


Tess: Some woman at the grocery store -- she cut me off in line, and then she took the last wheel of brie.
Nash: Wheel of brie?  Since when do you do groceries?
Tess: You domesticated me.  What can I say?
[Note: this exchange is funny because the actress who plays Tess is named Bree Williamson!]


[Tess is hesitating over whether she should have the abortion without telling Nash she's pregnant]
Nash: What's wrong, Tess?
Tess: You like our life, right?
Nash: What do you mean?
Tess: I mean, the way that we live here together, free.
Nash: Yeah, sure I do.
Tess: But you like our life the way it is right now.
Nash: As -- as opposed to what?  Is this -- is it because of our little "kids" talk?
Tess: No, it's not, I swear.  I just -- it's really important and I need an answer.
Nash: I -- I love our life here.  I love my life with you.  It's like we have our own little private world.  It's perfect.


[Nash meets with the guy who will be designing the label for the winery's bottles]
Nash: Well, I've wanted to own a winery my whole life, but if it wasn't for this person I met, I would still be in New York dreaming about it, not doing it.
Label Designer: Your muse.
Nash: Exactly.  Yes, my muse.  I'd like to make the label a tribute to my muse.


Nash: (describing Tess to the label designer)  If she doesn't like you, she'll tell you to go to hell.  She's the kind of girl who will throw a mink coat on over a bikini and head on out -- and it might not even be her mink coat.


[Nash is trying to come up with a better name for the winery]
Nash: I don't know about the whole Brennan Winery thing.  I mean, nobody goes to Ireland for the wine, you know?
Label Designer: French names work well, even in California.
Nash: French names, mon dieu -- I haven't spoken French since high school.  Esprit libre -- oh -- esprit libre, "free spirit."  Free Spirit Winery!  That's it -- Free Spirit Winery.


[Nash calls Tess and warns her that Antonio is looking for her]
Nash: Look, nothing's going to happen, all right?  I'll handle this guy, I'll make him leave you alone.
Tess: I hope you can.
Nash: Of course I can.  I love you, you remember?


Nash: (thinking about the winery label)  "Esprit libre."  That's my Tess, all right.


[Antonio has arrived at the winery...he tells Nash he doesn't understand the situation with Tess]
Nash: I don't understand?  I understand that I don't like you breaking into my place, that I don't like you hunting after my girl.


Nash: (to Antonio)  I mean, I know her name's really Jessica. I know she's from Llanview, Pennsylvania.  I know that she's trying to get away, to start over -- if only certain people would let her.


[Nash shows up at the family planning clinic, where he overhears the nurse and the doctor discussing a "procedure" Tess didn't go through with]
Nash: What procedure?  What didn't she go through with?
Dr. Wallinsky: Mr. Brennan, I'm sorry, we can't divulge information about a patient without her consent.
Nash: But you don't really have to, do you?
[Nash has a flashback to a few days ago when Tess told him she couldn't drink -- he realizes what this means, and he suddenly smiles in disbelief]
Nash: Oh, my God, Tess is pregnant.


[Tess is missing again and a frantic Nash gets a call from someone at a bar who saw Antonio take Jessica away]
Nash: What do you mean, she was carried out of there?  Was she hurt?  Who took her?  A 5'10" Latino?  Did he say where he was taking her?  Home?  No, no, that's fine.  I know exactly where that is.  Thank you.  (hanging up the phone and speaking aloud, with determination)  Tess, I'm coming to get you.  I'm bringing you home.  I'm bringing you and our baby home.

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