Danny, Michelle, and Ray are standing at the back of the church.

 Danny: You know Mrs. Silva?

 Michelle: No.. ah… I wouldn’t say.. wouldn’t say that I know her. I just…

 Danny: Well, then.. hmm…I don’t understand. You must have met her.

 Michelle: Yeah, I did.

 Danny: Where?

 Michelle: I met her… at your house…remember when she came over to see you? I was there.

 Danny: Yeah, for about…two seconds.

 Michelle: And then…and then I saw her as she was coming out and she looked really upset. So I asked her what was wrong and she told me about her husband hurting his back and … and you know there weren’t enough bills to …hmmm…there wasn’t enough money to pay all the bills…. and so I just lent her some.

Danny: So… a woman… who… you just met… you hardly know… gave you a sob story and…uh… you just handed over a wad of cash?

Michelle: (barely audible) Yeah….basically.

Danny: (breathing out an "noooo") There’s more to this…There’s something you’re not telling me and I want to know what it is… Michelle…(Danny grabs her firmly by the arms and gives her a shake) NOW!

Ray: Danny, have you become so cynical you can’t accept Michelle’s gesture for what it was?

Danny: Ray, stay out of this.

Danny (to Michelle): Where did you get the cash?

Michelle: I used… I used some of our wedding money.

Danny: HOW DARE YOU.. HOW…

Michelle: Our marriage is a partnership, right? That … that MONEY WAS HALF MINE… (Danny not believing what he is hearing utters "oh, no") was half mine.

Ray: Danny, its not like you’re hurting for money.

Danny: Ray… no.. I telling you…STAY out of THIS.

Ray: What is the matter with you? Why are you getting so bent out of shape….

Danny: LOOK! I WANT to talk to my wife… ALONE…OK? Thank you.

Ray (to Michelle): It was nice running into you, Michelle.

Michelle: (visibly upset and speaking in a small voice) You too.

(Ray and Michelle exchange a handshake)

Ray: I hope I’ll see you again, soon.

Michelle: Umm…ok.

Ray leaves the church.

Michelle: WHAT’S the PROBLEM….Danny?

Danny: What’s the problem? Why were you…uh….meeting Mrs. Silva…. today …. Here?

Michelle: ‘Cause she asked me to… She wanted to thank me.

Danny: (breathing heavily) She wanted to thank you…. that’s all?

Michelle: Yeah, she.. she wanted to LIGHT a CANDLE for me and she wanted…IS THAT A PROBLEM?… You know…Why are you blowing this out of proportion…

Danny: Because you…you keep interfering, Michelle. You keep STICKING your NOSE in where you don’t belong.

Michelle: What do you MEAN …. Where I don’t BELONG?

Danny: Mrs. Silva is a client…Michelle.

Michelle: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???

Danny: What that MEANS…. that means she and her husband own a little store on the Hudson and its in a not so nice neighborhood… they’ve been having break-ins… we’ve been protecting them… SHE PAID FOR THAT DEBT with the money that YOU GAVE HER MICHELLE…OUR MONEY…SHE MADE A FOOL OUT OF US…YOU MADE A FOOL OUT OF ME!

Michelle: (barely audible) ohhhh.

Danny: Ohh?? OHHH!?!

Michelle: I’m sorry.

Danny: You’re sorry..

Michelle: I’m sorry…I didn’t know…

Danny: You didn’t know.

Michelle: I didn’t.

Danny: You had no idea…

Michelle: Hmm…She didn’t tell me what the money was for… so …I didn’t know…

Danny: (incredulous) Really…..Is that so…

Michelle: YEAH…And she didn’t tell me anything about YOUR BUSINESS either if that’s what you’re worried about!

Danny: Was she…huh…was she just here…did she just leave?

Michelle: (small voice) yeah.

Danny: Ok…. Come on…(Danny reaches for Michelle’s hand and she quickly pulls it back) We’re gonna go…we’re gonna go have a little talk…we’re gonna catch her…

Michelle: What? WHY!

Danny: We’re gonna find out what YOU TOLD HER ABOUT THE SANTOS BUSINESS…LET’S GO. (Danny reaches for Michelle’s hand again, and she pulls back)

Michelle: NO!

Danny: Nooo?

Danny and Michelle are still at the church.

Danny: What’s the matter, Michelle?

Michelle: Nothing.

Danny: Nothing…Then why are you stalling?

Michelle: I’m not STALLING.

Danny: Why are you so afraid of me talking to Mrs. Silva?

Michelle: I’m not .. afraid of you speaking to her…("Come..") …I just don’t think…

Danny: You’re…you’re scared… you’re like a little JACKRABBIT.

Michelle: THIS is NOT about Mrs. Silva.

Danny: Do -- You -- THINK --- that I am an IDIOT? Do YOU? (Danny grabs Michele’s arm and swings her around to face him)

Michelle: Why are you doing this?

Danny: What…what am I doing? What am I doing, Michelle?

Michelle: You’re QUESTIONING me…you’re GRILLING me like I’m one of your CLIENTS. (Hahhh) You’re trying to trip me up here.

Danny: (sarcastic laugh) Oh no… I’m not TRYING to trip you up… You’re doing it ALL BY YOURSELF. (now in a breathless, menacing voice) I am trying to figure out WHO….who you are….WHO I’m married to…

Michelle: ME! Michelle Bauer Santos…I’M YOU’RE WIFE…

Danny: Are you…ARE YOU? I came here to see my cousin…and I find out you are having some sort of "secret meeting" with …with…

Michelle: (pleading) It WASN’T secret, DANNY!…I …

Danny: You were talking with one of OUR CLIENTS, Michelle.

Michelle (continuing in a pleading voice) I told you I didn’t know she was a client…

Danny: I heard what you said…I heard you… So what am I suppose to think?…Huh?

Michelle: You’re suppose to believe me…you’re suppose to remember our wedding day and our VOWS… to trust each other… Will you just remember the WAY that we LOOKED at each other…(as she moves in closer to Danny) and the WAY that we KISSED…I felt something…I KNOW you did… (Danny responds in a breathless voice "Michelle..") …Do you really think that I would just betray that feeling…that I would THROW it away…Why would I do something like that…why would I do that…(ohhh Michelle)

Michelle: shhhh. We have something…You know that we do… and I know I tried to deny it for a very long time…(as she stokes his face) but its there and its this… chemistry…and its not like anything that I’ve ever felt before…Can we PLEASE STOP this …Can we please just go home…

Michelle leans in to kiss him…Danny responds.

Danny: Let’s go…Let’s get out of here.

Danny: Michelle, is everything Ok?

Michelle: Yeah…it’s fine.

Danny: Well…hmmmm…you haven’t said a word since we left the church.

Michelle: I just wasn’t in the mood to talk…sorry.

Danny: O-kay…

There’s a knock at the door. Danny goes to answers it. It is Dietz.

Danny: What…what do you want?

Dietz: I’d like a word with you in private.

Danny: Alright…hold on..

Danny: (to Michelle): I’ll be right back….ok?

Danny (to Dietz): What…what’s up?

Dietz: She gave me the slip tonight.

Danny: Who? (As Danny speaks to Dietz, he glances back over his shoulder at the closed bedroom door)

Dietz: Michelle – I thought you should know.

Danny: I thought I told you that your surveillance wasn’t necessary.

Dietz: Listen, Danny.

Danny: (getting angry) I thought I TOLD YOU TO STOP FOLLOWING HER AROUND.

Dietz: The boss told me..

Danny: I don’t care WHAT THE BOSS SAID. I DON’T CARE. Stop following Michelle…STOP spying on her….CLEAR? Get out…get out of my sight.

Dietz leaves and Danny goes back to the bedroom.

Danny (to Michelle): Sorry about that.

Michelle: Let me guess…Dietz is upset because I lost him. Sorry. I figured if he saw me with Mrs. Silva he would think the same thing that you did.

Danny: What’s that? That you’re working against us….that you’re working against the family? I hope to God that’s not true, Michelle.

Michelle and Danny are in the bedroom.

Danny: Yeah…so?

Michelle: Sooo?

Danny: So..what…what is that suppose to mean, Michelle…that you’ve…what…that you’ve embraced your life now?….that you’ve become a Santos?

Michelle: Well…maybe its not the life that I would have chosen, but I am ALIVE, you know, ("Right") and that’s because of you…

Danny: So…you’re grateful.

Michelle: What I’m feeling is more than gratitude. Do you honestly think that I would do anything to hurt you? (Michelle moves in closer to Danny)

Danny: I don’t know…I don’t know. I want to trust you.

Michelle: I want to trust you, too….I want to be close to you, Danny. I want us to start out like any other couple who just got married. Just think about our wedding day…the priest has just pronounced us husband and wife…You may kiss your bride.

Michelle (covering her face with her hand) Nahhhh.

Danny: What?….Damnit! (sitting up on the side of the bed)….No, I thought…. whaaa…I thought you were ready to be my wife…

Danny: No.. no, you don’t want me…

Michelle: Oh, I do!

Danny: Stop…don’t….you’re pretending that you do…stop…Don’t lie to me…OK?….STOP LYING TO ME…Don’t lie to me anymore. This is …I’m sorry…this is me…its just…my fault…its me…We almost did something that …uh….you really don’t want to do….and its..its turning me into something that I swore, I swore that I never would become.