![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() July 10, 2003: Liza calls Tad after talking with Mia about love. Liza: Mia, if you even knew a little bit of my history -- Mia: Oh -- I've been watching you for the past year, and all I’ve seen is a woman who puts up a wall between herself and any kind of romance, even when it's staring you right in the face. Liza: No, no, no. You know what, I am not going to have this conversation for the umpteenth time about Tad. He closes himself off worse than I do -- and excuse me, but who is on the couch with me? Who knows the answer to 47 across? Mia: That would be me. Liza: Yeah. Mia: But not anymore, okay? [Liza scoffs.] No. I'm going to be a risk-taker. Liza: Mm-hmm. Mia: Yeah. I know what I want, and I'm going to go after it. Liza: Does "It" have a name? Mia: Let's just say this is one bet I'm winning, hands down. [Mia leaves. Liza looks at her cell phone, thinking.] Tad: [Out of breath.] Liza, I'm here. Liza: [Typing on her laptop.] Oh, Tad. That was fast. Tad: Well, your call said it was a matter of life or death. Who needs saving? Liza: You do. Tad: How's that? Liza: Well, you know what -- by the time I'm done with you, you'll be down on your knees. Tad: Doing what? Liza: Thanking me. Tad: For? Liza: For giving you what you need [she stops typing and looks up at him] -- a love like you have never known before in your life. |