As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 7/17/01
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Lucinda: Oh, hi, darling. There you are.
Bryant: Matthew said you wanted to see me, it's urgent. What's going on?
Lucinda: Yes, yes. I -- I want to do this, and I want to get to bed early.
But -- hmm, let me take a look at you. You know how proud I am of you, don't you?
Bryant: Yeah, sometimes I do.
Lucinda: Well, we all have our moments, don't we? You've grown up --
you've grown up to be a smashing, wonderful young man. You're warm, you are thoughtful, some of the times. You have your whole life in front of you.
Oh, what I wouldn't give for that!
Bryant: Is this going to take a while? Because I'm going to call Jen and just let her know I'm going to be running late, if it is.
Lucinda: Oh, come on, honey, indulge me. Indulge me just a -- please, could you promise me something? As of this moment, from this moment on, that you were really going to try to use your time better, you're not going to waste time. We only go this way but once, you know?
Bryant: Sure, yeah.
Lucinda: "Sure, yeah." You don't even know what I'm talking about. You can't know what I'm talking about, 'cause you're only 21! All right, darling, this is it. Your father despoiled your trust fund, and he plundered from it, right? And I promised that I would make up the money that he had stolen from you.
Bryant: Yeah, and I told you that's not necessary.
Lucinda: Well, I had every intention of doing so, but -- your father has replaced the money himself. Now, possibly because he's awaiting trial possibly, and he doesn't want the publicity of having stolen from his son. But anyway, there it is. I've had my attorneys look it over. It is immutably, unassailably yours. It is yours, darling, yours.
Margo: I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm late, I'm sorry.
Tom: Hi. It's always worth the wait.
Margo: Oh, please. I can't even stand me -- evil, ill-tempered hag.
Tom: Well, you're lookin' damn good.
Margo: Well, it was a great effort, trust me.
Tom: Duly noted and appreciated.
Margo: And you, look at you. You look pretty good for a man who's been sleeping in a chair in a hospital room for the last couple weeks.
Tom: Well, you know what they say. "All's well that ends well." Margo: Oh, Mr. Shakespeare.
Tom: "William," please.
Margo: Billy. Thank you for going to all this trouble. It's just -- I wish I could be better company.
Tom: Well, how about if we make a pact? No talk of hospitals or police stations until tomorrow morning. [Margo gets a serious look on her face] Or not. We can have a whine-a-thon. Way too much wine and a solid hour of complaining.
Margo: I blew it, Tom.
Tom: No, you didn't.
Margo: Yes, I did. I'm a terrible sister, and I'm even a worse cop. I'm resigning as Chief of Detectives.
Jennifer: Hi, Jack.
Jack: Hey, Jennifer. Jennifer?
Jack: Did you see Carly?
Jennifer: When, today?
Jack: Uh, just now. She tore out of here, said you had Parker, she had to pick him up.
Jennifer: No, Dad's got Parker.
Jack: He's with Hal?
Jennifer: Yeah, Carly said she had something to do tonight, asked if Dad could keep him. Why, is there a problem?
Paul: Carly Tenney? Looking for these? [Paul drops the designs on the floor. Carly reaches for them and Paul steps on them]
Carly: Who are you?
Paul: Paul Ryan.
Carly: Barbara's son. Well, what are you doing here?
Paul: My mother used to live here. That is, until Craig Montgomery put her in the hospital.
Carly: And how is your mother?
Carly: I'm concerned.
Paul: Why? Are those your things in the back room?
Carly: No, they're probably Katie's, Craig's sister.
Paul: Where do you sleep?
Carly: In my bed, with my fiancé.
Paul: Hmm, fiancé. Does he know about you and Craig?
Carly: Look, I just came to pick up an envelope.
Paul: [Reading Carly’s letter] "Craig, here are the designs you asked for.
Do not try to reach me at home. I'll call you. Enjoy, Carly. P.S. Once again, you owe me big time."
Carly: Do you mind?
Paul: Do I mind? My mother's lying in a hospital bed. She could die.
Craig put her there. He's stealing her blind, and now he's giving you what amounts to creative control of her company! Do I mind?
Carly: You're angry and you're upset, and I understand that. Your mother has had a terrible accident.
Paul: She was taking the police evidence that he embezzled money from her, and a bomb blew up in her face. You call that an accident?
Carly: Look, I have known Craig for quite some time. And while it may be true that he does cut corners from time to time, he is not a violent man. He would never hurt anybody, especially not your mother. They liked each other.
You're really barking up the wrong tree. I mean, Craig and your mother, they're actually a lot alike. They're both very smart, they're both very strong, very good at what they do.
Carly: Well, there are some people -- Craig is one of them, you, maybe, too -- who need that. Myself, I'm marrying a cop. So obviously I don't need some lavish lifestyle. But for Craig, that is part of the package. He's attracted to women who move in those circles, who wear those clothes, go to those parties.
Paul: My mother was happily married to a cop until Craig appeared on the scene.
Carly: You know, I wouldn't second-guess your mother. She's a very independent woman. And Hal and her kids, they tried to tell her she was making a mistake. But she knew exactly what she wanted, and she went for it.
Paul: Only they were right. She did make a mistake.
Carly: Well, I'm not so sure that's true.
Paul: Hmm, she told me she regretted it.
Carly: Right, and the next day she was probably all over him. But not -- I didn't mean it like that.
Paul: No, I think we both know what you meant.
Carly: The point is that Craig and Barbara are very complex, complicated people. And of course, things are bound to be difficult in the beginning. I mean, it's all about power and control. That happens a lot with couples in the beginning.
Paul: Oh, couples steal from each other, try to kill each other?
Carly: I'm very sorry about your mother. But I do have to be going. Oh!
Paul: I'm going to have to hang onto these.
Paul: What do police say, "goes to motive"? You and I both know what these are.
Carly: No, you lost me.
Paul: You're it, Carly. You're the reason why Craig Montgomery tried to kill my mother.
Lucinda: Honey, you know one of the things of being an adult is facing reality, and I know it's sad. I mean, it's very sad that your father only did this because his attorney thought it would be the right move, but --
Bryant: You're trying to tell me he doesn't love me. I know that, Lucinda.
Lucinda: No. No, no, no, no, no. I don't want to even go there. I don't want to go there. What I want is for you to just -- I want you to be prudent. I want you to choose your friends. I want you to invest this wisely, choose your advisers, and don't trust your dad.
Bryant: Well, it's funny, 'cause he says the same thing about you.
Lucinda: Well, of course he does. He doesn't want you on my planet, and you don't belong on his, darling. Now, where he got the money to do this, I mean, your guess is as good as mine. It could be the Cayman Islands, some --
Hong Kong, I don't know. He's got his fingers in a lot of pies, and it doesn't really matter, because now it's yours, and you are going to work wonders with it.
Bryant: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do with it, Lucinda.
Lucinda: My heavens. Good grief, you are a very fortunate young man, dear. Remember how I used to harangue you when you first came to live with me? "Get a life." Well, you've got the life! You've got it! You're 21 years old. You have the wherewithal. Just go out and do it and show the world and show your dad who you are.
Bryant: No pressure, huh? Look, Lucinda, I appreciate you wanting me to have a good life, I do. And believe me, you know what? I don't want to wind up like my dad, either.
Lucinda: Good. I'm glad.
Bryant: But you know what? I --
Bryant: I don't want to wind up like you either, alone.
Lucinda: Ooh, thank you, darling. It's not so bad. You know, I'm not lonely.
Bryant: Yeah, you are. You are. Look, I just -- I want to thank you for everything, but I'm tired of getting stuck in the middle of this thing. So I want to thank you for everything you've done to make this all possible. This is it.
I'm on my own.
Jack: Carly must have talked to Hal after she talked to you, right?
Jennifer: Dad didn't say anything about it. He called from the hospital, asked what time I was meeting Bryant. He came home to hang out with Parker. No, he never mentioned Carly.
Jack: Well, someone must have gotten their signals crossed, because she tore out of here.
Jennifer: Well, there's nothing to worry about. Dad's got Parker, so everything's okay, right?
Jack: No, I'm sure Parker's fine. It's just -- let me call your dad just to make sure that I don't have to take over. Hal? Yeah. How ya' doing? Good.
Have you talked to Carly? Parker's staying with you tonight? Was it always like that? No, no problem at all. I was just -- I was just checking. Right.
Carly: Those are my designs. They're addressed to Craig. You shouldn't even be here!
Paul: I don't think that'll matter much to the police.
Carly: What are you talking about? Whatever you think you've discovered, you're wrong.
Paul: So is Craig trying to hire you to be a designer for B.R.O.?
Carly: No. He was maybe going to buy some designs. With your mother sidelined, there was nobody to do a spring line.
Paul: And so you decided to step in out of the goodness of your heart, right?
Carly: No. My heart has nothing to do with it, believe me. I was gonna sell the designs because I need the money and because I could use the exposure.
Paul: Hard-working girl looking to make good.
Carly: Maybe, but that is none of your business.
Paul: I happen to run B.R.O.
Carly: Oh, right, when you're not doing some "Outward Bound" program for bored junior executives. Trekking in Nepal, wasn't it? You know this is your fault. If you had been here to run B.R.O., Then Craig would not have had to step in. And from the looks of it, it's a good thing he did. If he hadn't reorganized and started trying to make plans for a new line, there would be nothing left for your mother to come back to.
Paul: If you believe that, you're a bigger fool than I thought. My mother told me about you, about how Craig tried to sneak you under the payroll, but she wanted nothing to do with you or your bad ideas.
Carly: So you would criticize my designs without even looking at them?
No wonder B.R.O.'s in such bad shape.
Paul: You know, when I opened that door and I saw you there, all blonde and flustered, I wondered how someone like you could pull it all off, but you're hard.
Carly: I am trying to remember that you came in late and that you love your mother, because nobody talks to me like that.
Paul: Oh, really? Really? Well, here's more. You came to town, you moved in with Craig, who somehow managed to seduce my mother with you still under his roof. But then, he was broke and desperate, so he married my mother. And when he couldn't get you on the payroll, he started stealing from her. And when she found out, he tried to kill her. And now, she's lying in a hospital bed, fighting for her life, and he's ransacking her company. Why?
You don't look that expensive. Then again, I wouldn't know. I've never had to pay for it.
Jennifer: Good morning.
Bryant: What's up?
Bryant: Is your mom okay?
Jennifer: The same.
Bryant: She squeeze your hand again?
Bryant: She will. She will. Have you been spending a lot of time over there?
Jennifer: In the hospital?
Bryant: Yeah, yeah. You just seem a little down.
Jennifer: No, I'm just -- I'm just tired. I try to get over to see her at least once or twice a day to talk to her, encourage her. But then, I have to rush home and make up something positive to tell Will, and then I always have to make dinner, and of course, there's never any food or enough of it or the right food, 'cause I forgot to go shopping or forget the list, and then I have to get him off to baseball practice, only his uniform's always in the wash, because I always forget to do the laundry.
Bryant: Do you want to go to Paris or the Caribbean or whatever, someplace fun for a couple days?
Jennifer: Right. Yeah, just give me a second to pack my beret. Oh, darn, that's in the laundry, too.
Bryant: Well, I was actually kind of serious.
Jennifer: Serious about going to Paris?
Bryant: Yeah. Why not?
Jennifer: With what money?
Bryant: Oh, I just got my trust fund. Yes, before I came here, Lucinda gave me the papers. It's all there, all of it. So I just figured, look, you're feeling the way you're feeling. Let's just -- you know.
Jennifer: Wait, wait, wait. Did Lucinda put the money back in?
Bryant: No, my dad did. So look, we'll hire someone to watch your brother, watch the house. What do you think, huh?
Jennifer: I can't.
Bryant: Why? Why? You said your mother's doing better. We'll --
Jennifer: It's not that.
Bryant: What is it? Jen, I thought we were doing better.
Jennifer: We are.
Bryant: Then --
Jennifer: It's not your money, Bryant.
Bryant: What are you talking about?
Jennifer: The money in your trust fund? Where do you think he got it?
Bryant: Lucinda said it came from the Cayman Islands.
Jennifer: Right. You know, if he had money in the Cayman Islands, then he wouldn't have had to marry my mom. It's her money. Craig stole it from her company.
Margo: Let's just order.
Tom: Let's not. Let's argue. No, I mean it. I'm not gonna let you leave a job you love without a fight.
Margo: There's nothing more to say.
Tom: Detective, did you pursue this case with due diligence?
Margo: Appearances matter, Tom. That's what everyone tells me at least 30 times a day. Now, how is it going to appear when the prosecution calls me up on the stand to testify against my brother?
Tom: Well, if I'm the prosecution, I'm not gonna call you for precisely that reason.
Margo: Which is precisely why I have to recuse myself. You see, it's not fair.
Tom: Really? To whom, the state or Craig?
Margo: You know what? I don't even know anymore, and that's the biggest problem. I'm second-guessing every decision that I make.
Tom: Well, did you willingly or with intent withhold evidence?
Tom: No. In fact, you uncovered evidence. The footprint at the crime scene was instrumental in obtaining a trial.
Margo: I did pursue this case with due diligence, yes.
Tom: Have you determined your brother's guilt?
Margo: My gut tells me that he's innocent, but I could be wrong.
Tom: So your attitude during the entire crime investigation was open and curious. Is that a fair assessment?
Tom: So why the hell are you resigning?
Carly: You know something? I was ready to give you a break. When Craig told me you'd mismanaged B.R.O., I thought, "Okay, he married the mother. Of course he's gonna resent the son." But you are an idiot.
Paul: Give me one reason to believe you.
Carly: These. These could save your bottom line, and that is the only reason I'm here, but you are too much of a sexist to see that. That surprises me, actually. It really does. Your mother is a very talented woman who's made a hell of a lot of money for your family. I would have thought you'd been taught to respect women.
Paul: Well, what, like Craig respects you, huh? Let's be honest, Carly. If you're as good as you say you are, why would he put you on the payroll under a false name?
Carly: Because your mother doesn't like me, okay? And no one can blame her. In a year or two, I may be as good as her, even better. I've already had my own label, run my own company.
Paul: Is this before or after you moved in with Craig?
Carly: I moved in with Craig because I have a small boy. He helped me out. That's all it was. I never slept with him, not that that's any of your business, and actually, now, like I said, I am living with someone else.
Paul: Someone rich, no doubt.
[Carly chuckles] [Carly opens the door to see Jack standing there]
Carly: Jack, I just came by to pick up some things, you know, from when Parker and I were staying here.
Jack: I'm here because I have a warrant to search the premises. What are you doing here?
Paul: My mother lives here. That is, until her husband put her in the hospital.
Carly: I should go.
Jack: I'll get to you next. Was I unclear, Mr. Ryan? Because when you stopped by the station house earlier, I specifically requested that you stay away from this apartment.
Paul: Was that before or after Craig Montgomery's sister told me it wasn't necessary to pursue allegations that he absconded with documents from my company?
Jack: What detective Hughes told you was that in your absence, Mr.
Montgomery was legally permitted to take over control of B.R.O.
Paul: Well, I'm no longer absent, am I?
Jack: I understand that you're upset about your mother.
Paul: Why is it that everybody in this damn town finds it necessary to tell me how I feel?
Jack: Because maybe I guess we just don't understand why you want to compromise this investigation, 'cause that's what you've done, Mr. Ryan, by coming here. Anything we find will now be suspect. Did he plant it? Did he tamper with it? Any legal aid rookie could get it tossed out!
Paul: Detective --
Paul: Do you actually think any of this is gonna make it to a trial with Craig Montgomery's sister heading up this investigation?
Jack: I am heading this investigation, Mr. Ryan, and I'd like nothing more than to see Craig Montgomery put away. That's why I'm putting you on notice. Any more interference --
Paul: Bravo. Bravo, detective. Very, very tough, really. But it begs the question, why, precisely, with you on the job, is Craig running around on airplanes to New York when his bail specifically barred him?
Jack: Craig Montgomery was jailed for violating his bail agreement.
Paul: Only after I went to the D.A. His sister met him at the airport, and you know it, and nothing was done. My mother's lying in a hospital bed, and he's looting her company! Forgive me, detective, if I seem a bit skeptical, if I want to take matters in my own hands, because frankly, the Oakdale Police Department has lost any chance of justice here.
Jack: That's not true.
Paul: I'm gonna do whatever I have to do.
Jack: Don't force me to arrest you.
Paul: Oh, please, by all means, detective. Please arrest me. Take me down to the station in handcuffs, please. I can see the headlines now. "Son of Bombing Victim Arrested for Visiting Hospitalized Mom's Home." Come on, let's do it. I'd love it.
Jack: Get out of here, Mr. Ryan, and let me do my job.
Paul: And while you're at it, detective, you might want to question Craig's so-called designer here, find out what she was doing here.
Carly: Was he mad. I just wanted to talk to him about his mom, you know, see how she was doing --
Jack: I thought you were picking up Parker.
Carly: -- He freaked out on me. What? Hal has him. I completely forgot.
Jack: So you came here.
Carly: Yeah, I just -- I was gonna pick some stuff up.
Carly: Some stuff.
Jack: So what would Craig's so-called "designer" need to pick up?
Carly: I was just gonna get some designs that I had left for Craig, because - - all right, the truth is that I agreed to help Craig create a new spring line, and I didn't want you to know. So that's it. Arrest me. I lied.
Tom: I want you to read this for me out loud and mean it. And while you're doing that, I want you to think about this one thing. If you resign, and Craig is convicted, can you live with yourself?
Margo: Oh, no, that's not fair.
Tom: No. None of it is fair or clear-cut or black and white or simple. It's life, and you're in a position to make a difference.
Margo: I know. That's what I'm afraid of.
Tom: Why? You're honest. You have integrity. You're a professional. I would trust you above any other cop or person. But do you trust yourself?
Because, in the end, that's all that matters. It doesn't matter what Jack or Craig or Paul Ryan say. Do you trust you?
Tom: Good. Now, can we eat?
Jennifer: Your dad married my mom for her money. You know that.
Then, when she figures it out, he tries to kill her. It's blood money.
Jennifer: Don't you see what's happening? It's cursed. My mother works her entire life to build up that company, and where does it get her? We don't need it, Bry. Look at all the rich people that we know. They're miserable, and you know why? Their money.
Bryant: We don't have to live like that.
Jennifer: I really appreciate you wanting to get me away from all this, but - --
Bryant: But as usual, it's your rules.
Jennifer: And what's that supposed to mean?
Bryant: You're saying it's okay for you to ruin my dad's suite and the honeymoon, but I try to do something for you, something that I think is trying to help you, and forget it.
Jennifer: So I'm supposed to go to Paris on the money that put my mother in the hospital?
Bryant: Jen, we don't know that.
Jennifer: Everybody knows that -- everybody except for you! You don't want to hear it? Fine. Hear this. You keep that money, and you kiss me good-bye.
[In a low voice]
Nurse: She's resting comfortably. The doctor was by earlier and changed her dressing.
Paul: Why are you whispering? You think she can hear us?
Nurse: I've worked with a lot of coma patients, Mr. Ryan, talked with them after they recovered. Your mother can hear you.
Paul: Hey, Mom. It's me. I just want you to know that everything's under control. Craig's in jail. I stopped by your apartment, and the police are there now investigating, so you just concentrate on getting better, okay? That woman -- Carly Tenney, she's out. Craig tried to hire her. I told you. I told you, Mom. You cannot trust him. Why you wanted to marry him, I -- this is my fault. I should have -- I should have been here. I was just so angry. You told me about Craig, and you were leaving Hal. I should have stuck around, argued with you. I was just -- I was selfish. I'm so sorry. You just -- you just get better, okay? And when you wake up, all of this, I'll take care of it. And Craig Montgomery, he'll pay for what he's done, I promise you.
Carly: I know you're mad, Jack, but just hear me out. Paul Ryan, he was completely out of line, and what he said about Craig and me -- he was an inch away from accusing me of building a bomb.
Jack: I don't care about you and Craig, Carly. I care about you and me.
Carly: That's why I did this.
Jack: Lied to me?
Carly: We need money, Jack, and I know you didn't want me taking the job with Craig, so I thought if I just sold him a few designs, maybe I could make enough money to pay Cass off.
Jack: That's not your problem.
Carly: You wouldn't have the problem if it weren't for me. If I can think of a way to help you --
Jack: Yeah, a way that jeopardizes everything we have together, Carly.
Jack: By lying to me. You sat at Al's, and you bold-faced lied to me about having to pick up Parker, and then you lied to me about what you were doing here. How did you expect to pull this off, Carly? The deadlines, the meetings, the dinners with buyers. And what did you think it was gonna do to us? You sneaking around behind my back, keeping me out of the loop. And then, there's Craig laughing at us, pulling all the strings. Is that what you really want?
Carly: What I want -- all I want -- is to make a little money so that we can pay some bills so that you can breathe a little easier. If I didn't think it all through --
Jack: No, no, no. This isn't you running off on some idealistic mission.
It's not like we didn't talk it through, honey. We did. You didn't go into this blind. You knew what it meant.
Carly: Well, maybe I didn't agree. Maybe I thought that I could handle Craig, that I could sell him some designs like a professional person. But that's the problem, isn't it? You don't see me as a professional anything, and sometimes, I think you must consider my designing like a hobby to me, like stamp collecting.
Jack: Oh, that is totally untrue. I tell you you're talented all the time.
Carly: Do you know how it feels pinning up dresses in my living room?
Do you know what I feel like? Like a complete failure, Jack. I just want a job. I want a real job.
Jack: Then go to New York. I'll take care of Parker. We'll work it out.
Carly: Okay, so now you're playing my career out?
Jack: Oh, no, that's not what I'm saying at all!
Carly: I'm the first person to admit that I want it all, that I want you, and I want Parker, and I want a job, and I do not want to be commuting to New York. So shoot me. I found a job here in Oakdale, a job that uses my talents, that pays me enough to put us in the clear. What a terrible person I must be to want a job that keeps me near my son, that keeps me near my man.
Jack: Are you talking about me or Craig?
Carly: Do you have any idea what it was like living off him? I would have lived out in the street first if it weren't for Parker, and I will never put myself in that position again.
Jack: Yeah? Well, I won't have you do that.
Carly: This isn't about you, Jack. This is about me. Growing up, figuring out how to protect myself, how to take care of my son. But you don't see that.
All you see is Craig. Well, I am sick of being the booby prize in your spitting match.
Jack: Okay, so somehow we've gotten from you lying to me to me holding you back from this brilliant opportunity to work for a man who is now in jail and has lost everything, and you wonder why I don't trust you?
Lucinda: Matthew! Where is my book? Matthew? No s'endorma (??), till I get my book. It's someplace -- Oh, hello. What are you doing here, darling, except scaring people to death, huh?
Lucinda: No, really. What ya doin' here? I thought you were out celebrating with Jennifer.
Bryant: We called it a night.
Lucinda: Oh, dear. Oh, my. You look chastened. You know what that means?
Bryant: Lucinda, I'm really not in the mood right now, to be honest.
Lucinda: Worse than I thought. What happened, honey? I mean, you left here on your horse, you know, traveling with your monies and all that. Can't get a smile even?
Bryant: Can I ask you something?
Lucinda: Almost anything.
Bryant: When you were Mary Ellen Walters, were you happy?
Lucinda: Good grief. I suppose some of the time, yeah.
Bryant: Happier than you are now?
Lucinda: No. Absolutely not. I was miserable. That's why I got out.
Dear, if what you're asking me -- let me tell you from my heart, as you get older, it is better to be rich, and you won't have to worry about that.
Bryant: So all this stuff, I mean, has it changed you now that you have it?
Lucinda: Well, of course it has! No, it hasn't really, but of course it has, darling. I was driven. I've always been driven. That's why I went out and I did it and I got it, and I like all this. You know, I like power and comfort and a nice house and paintings and cars and that kind of -- but it's not who I am, if that's what you're asking. It's just what I have. Honey, money -- money is what you do with it. Money is freedom. Freedom, not you. Who you are is defined by what you choose, what you want, what your prize is. You are the funniest kid I ever knew. How many people get money like this, and then they're -- they're reflecting on it in the middle of the night?
Bryant: And what if this fortune, well, came from someone who --
Lucinda: Don't say another word. Now, I go on and on about your dad, but I do believe he loves you in his own, peculiar way. Oh, darling, money -- oh, money, money, money, money. Money is just money. It's nothing more, and it's nothing less. All right. Please don't agonize too hard as you sit here.
Watch your good fortune, babe.
Bryant: What if all I want is Jennifer?
Tom: Oh, you got to try this. [Tom feeds Margo some food] Huh? Now she's happy.
Margo: She's relieved.
Tom: You stick with me. I'll keep you from throwing your life away.
Margo: Well, I would have done it. I would have quit.
Tom: Oh, I don't think so.
Margo: Was that not a typed letter of resignation that I tore up?
Tom: Well, it was, but you would have probably left that on the commissioner's desk before you came over here, which means right now we'd be breaking into his office.
Margo: You're probably right.
Tom: You just wanted to talk it through. I mean, face it, what you've gone through's not easy.
Margo: Yeah. It's only gonna get worse.
Tom: Probably, but that is why you married me, so you'd have somebody to talk to on those nights when you couldn't sleep.
Margo: Oh, is that the reason?
Tom: That and my devastating way with -- get your mind out of the gutter.
Carly: You don't trust me?!
Jack: You're lying to yourself, Carly. You got this pipe dream in your head that you're gonna turn this thing that Craig has for you into a career opportunity. You'll push him away, you'll put him off, or maybe you'll lead him on. What do I know?
Carly: What do you know? Well, you know very well that I don't want Craig Montgomery!
Jack: Well, maybe not, but you want what he has to offer, and that's a job, and you're willing to work him to get it.
Carly: This is what you think of me?
Jack: Well, you told yourself that it'll be okay, that you're never gonna cross that line, but it's the carrot at the end of your stick, no question about that.
Carly: Oh, and so my talent and my designs, they don't have anything to do with it?
Jack: Don't you see?! That's his carrot, Carly. [Jack imitating Craig] "I need you, Carly. My company's going under, Carly. You're really talented, Carly." Carly, don't you see? The difference is I think and I know that you're talented. I just want you working for somebody -- somebody who respects you.
Carly: Wouldn't that be an ideal world?
Jack: It's gonna happen. You just got to give it time.
Carly: Look, I know what you're doing. You're just -- you're worried that Craig will be using me, and you don't want us lying to each other, and I agree with that Jack. And now that we've gotten that straightened out, I don't see why I can't try to make this work. Look, you will be privy to everything. I will draw my designs. I will send them over by messenger. Craig and I will only speak on the phone. He will mail my checks in the mail.
Jack: Maybe I have to make this really clear to you, Carly. You can't have it both ways. If we're gonna have a chance, you've got to make a choice, me or this pie in the sky thing with Craig.
Carly: Are you giving me an ultimatum?
Jack: Let me ask you something. Have you enjoyed the past few months tangling with Julia, all her demented schemes?
Carly: No, of course not.
Jack: Well, that's what life's gonna be with Craig, Carly, one crises after another. It's not worth it.
Carly: My career is not worth it?
Jack: What career?! What -- you lied to me. You got yourself tangled up in a police investigation for what? Craig's in jail, honey. Paul Ryan is now head of B.R.O., and you really think he's gonna hire you after what happened to his mother? It's over. You risked it all for nothing.
Carly: I still have my designs. I still have my talent. I still have you.
Don't be mean.
Jack: Do we have something that'll never go away? Yeah. Will it ever come to anything?
Carly: Look, I may take stupid risks. I may make mistakes. I may always bet on the wrong horse, but you -- you're my G-man.
Jack: Lucky me.
Carly: You bet.
Jack: That's what I hold onto, Carly. I've got work to do.
Carly: Yes, sir.
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