Brooke: Okay, all right, we're here. All right, come on. Wait, take it easy okay? You know we're not running a relay race.
Edmund: I'm not an invalid. I can get their on my own steam
Brooke: Yeah that's what I said when I was in your shoes.
Edmund: Your shoes are in the bottom on the swamp.
Brooke: Okay, I get the feeling that we've done this before.
Edmund: Deja Vu all over again.
Brooke: Well you know what, you don't come this close to a swapy demise, and not feel like you are falling a little bit apart.
Brooke wraps a blanket around Edmund and helps his sit down on the couch.
Brooke: Okay
Edmund: Does your body feel like a marathon runner who just hit the wall.
Brooke: Yeah, not to mention the hangover that you feel from mixing the adrenaline cocktail with images of yourself as fossil fuel.
Edmund: Coming back, and high tested, a buck thiry five a gallon. Which is what I would have been if you hadn't come.
Brooke: Did you ever doubt that I would?
Edmund: I didn't think of it for a second.
Brooke: Well one good save deserves another.
Edmund chuckles: Something like that.
Brooke gets a glass of brandy for Edmund.
Brooke: Okay so um, as I recall, this is how this goes... the post quicksand destress syndrom treatment goes like this... I get some brandy, I make a roaring fire, and then you get out of these clothes and...
Edmund: Women always want to get me out of my clothes, it's a problem I have.
Brooke: It's rough, life is rough. Brooke brings Edmund the glass of Brandy and holds it out for him to take...
Edmund: Um honey, I would love to have a hit of that, but you are gonna have to give me a hand here.
Edmund holds out his hands that are all cut up and bleeding
Edmund: I was...
Brooke: Oh... Edmund your hands!
Brooke starts getting emotional and holds Edmund's hands, and starts to softly dab a towel on them
Edmund: Jiles, he had a strong box down at the bottom of the quicksand, and I had a fishing line that I held onto, but my weight just kinda pulled it out you know.
Brooke is still in shock about the whole thing that happened, and has a look on her face like she is about to cry.
Edmund: Hey I'm, okay... okay? I made it right? The only thing I have to worry about now is not taking my skin off when I scrape this sand off.
Brooke: Here I'm gonna help okay? Okay, take a swig...
Brooke holds the back of Edmund's head with one hand, and holds the brandy glass with the other hand giving Edmund a few sips of Brandy.
Brooke: Okay??
Edmund: Oh that hits the spot.
Brooke gets down on the floor and starts to pull Edmund's boots off
Brooke: Okay this outta be good...
Edmund: You know it's just like you to get me drunk so you can have your way with me.
Brooke (giggling): Oh right! I am sure any woman would fall in love with a guy who is a ringer for the swamp thing.
Brooke (serious now): Um all right so... let's ... I need to get your shirt off. Let's stand up.
Brooke helps Edmund up...
Brooke: Okay
Edmund: Okay
Edmund holds his arms up while Brooke pulls Edmund's shirt out of his pants, and then un buttons his shirt and takes it off of him. You can tell Brooke is really uncomfertable.
Brooke: Now tell me, tell me if anything I do hurts okay??
Edmund: You've gotta be joking.
Brooke then goes to unbuckle Edmund's belt. Brooke stops, and they just gaze into eachothers eyes. You can see how bad they want each other here.
Edmund: I think from here on it's every man for himself. Thanks.
Edmund stumbles off to the bathroom while Brooke watches. You could tell she was very disoriented from the heat of this moment! Edmund comes back in the room from the shower wearing a green and red flannel robe. Brooke is standing by the fire wearing a blue and white striped robe, and they are both cleaned up. Edmund looks very handsome. His hair is a little bit wet and curly. Brooke looks beautiful, she looks very natural without all of the makeup and everything
Edmund: It's what the best dressed almost drowned rats are wearing.
Brooke: Well sit down rat, and let me take a look at those hands okay??
Edmund sits on the couch and Brooke goes to get the first aid kit, then sits across from him.
Edmund: You clean up real good, how did you manage?
Brooke: Oh a little spit and polish in the pump out back.
Edmund: The lady's courage knows no end. A woman who jumps in quicksand to save a guy's life and then backs it up with an ice water bracer. I have never known anyone like you. I never will. Not in my lifetime.
The Brooke and Edmund back ground music comes on. They stare into each other's eyes again. Brooke gets out the disinfectant and the cotton.
Brooke: Um, let's um, let's start with the disinfectant first. All right, this may sting a little bit.
Edmund holds out his hand, and Brooke starts to dab it on. Right when Brooke does this, she is making a face for him because she is worried it is stinging.
Edmund (smiling and joking around): I will tell you nothing.... NOTHING!!
Brooke: You will talk or I will bring out my secret weapon. Brooke starts to cry...
Edmund: Oh not tears, I can take anything but that.
She tries to keep putting disinfectant on his hands, but she stops and cries...
Brooke: You almost died, I almost lost you. If I hadn't been there...
Edmund is sitting on the couch at this point, and Brooke drops on her knees onto the floor and Edmund and Brooke are hugging...
Brooke: If I didn't come when I did....
Edmund: But you did, you did okay? You did. It's all right.
Edmund then takes Brooke and holds her face in his hands, and strokes her cheeks.
Edmund: You came just in the nick of time. I'm here and your here and everything is fine.
Brooke puts her hand on Edmund's, while his are still holding her face.
Edmund: Everything is fine. From this moment on, everything is gonna be just fine.
Edmund pulls Brooke closer to him, and they hug again. Brooke pulls away and tries to gather herself together
Edmund: You know you are very beautiful when you are crying about me dying.
Edmund goes to wipe away the tears from Brooke's eyes
Edmund: You are very beautiful period.
Brooke: Don't joke anymore okay, because it's not funny. I almost lost you, and if you had died, part of me would have died with you.
Edmund: Which part is that?
Brooke: The part that loves you
Edmund holds Brooke's face again, and they both pull in for a beautiful kiss