ATWT Transcript Wednesday 12/5/01

 


As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 12/5/01

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Isaac: One cola, double lime, hold the straw.

Billy: Oh, thanks, bud.

Isaac: No problem. I haven't seen you around since New York.

Billy: Well, I got a job out at the new housing development on the north side.

Isaac: So you are staying around Oakdale?

Billy: Well, for now. You know, I got enough work to keep me busy for a while.

Isaac: Yeah, yeah, Oakdale could always use more carpenters. You yell if you need anything.

Billy: All right. Thanks, man.

Lisa: Adam? Sweetheart?

Adam: Hi, Grandma.

Lisa: Hi.

Adam: How you doing?

Lisa: You flying solo tonight?

Adam: Yeah. And have you seen Billy around?

Lisa: Yes, he's --

Adam: Oh.

Lisa: Wait, wait, wait -- not so fast -- where is your adorable little girlfriend?

Adam: Abigail and I broke up.

Lisa: Oh, darling, I'm so sorry. You want to talk about it or tell me anything? I'm here.

Adam: Not -- not right now. I'm sorry.

Lisa: That's okay, that's okay. Just so you know, I'm here if you need me.

Adam: Okay. All right, thank you. Mind if I take a seat?

Billy: No, I think Isaac will mind if you tear up the place.

Adam: Billy, I don't wanna fight. I'm sorry if I've been treating you like dirt at home. I just -- I need to talk.

Billy: Oh? You need to talk to me?

Adam: Yeah. I messed up big time, and you're the only person I can talk to.

[Door closes]

Molly: .

Abigail: Hi.

Molly: I'm glad you're home, because we didn't get anything said earlier. We need to sit down with each other. We need to talk.

Abigail: You mean I need to sit down and listen.

Molly: Let's not start like this.

Abigail: I already know, Molly. I know that you got Kim to fire Nick.

Molly: I don't want you to misunderstand why I went to Kim.

Abigail: Oh. No, you don't need to apologize. I'm not angry. Actually, I came home to thank you. You and Kim did me a huge favor today.

Carly: I got an offer this morning -- really fabulous offer to design for a great company.

Jack: Well, that's wonderful. I always knew you'd make it right to the top. So where's the smile?

Carly: I don't know. All of a sudden, it seems like my life is full of too much of a good thing, and I'm just not feeling very smiley.

Jack: Tough decision?

Carly: It's pretty tough. And you were the one person I can think of who can help me make it.

Jack: This sounds serious.

Carly: Listen, are you -- are you sure this is an okay time?

Jack: Oh, yeah, yeah. No, I -- no one else is here, Carly.

Carly: Look, I know it's none of my business, but you do look like you're a little short on sleep.

Jack: Well, a friend stopped by last night --

Carly: You don't need to explain to me.

Jack: I'm not explaining.

Carly: Well, your -- your friend wears a nice shade of lipstick.

Jack: You want a cup of coffee or something?

Carly: No, thanks. I'll take some advice, if you have any.

Jack: About what?

Carly: Life.

Jack: That's a pretty broad subject.

Carly: It is. You walk down one road, and your life is terrific. And you go down a different road, and it's a complete disaster. Well, how do you know which way to go?

Jack: If this is a toss-up between B.R.O. or anything to do with Craig, bail on both.

Carly: Well, who said anything about Craig?

Jack: I'm still a cop.

Carly: You should get your own 900 number and start your own psychic hotline.

Jack: You got my answer, Carly. Now, what's your question?

Craig: Hi ya, neighbor.

Paul: What do you want, Craig?

Craig: Come on in.

Paul: I don't have much time to waste. Some of us still have to work for a living.

[Craig laughs]

Craig: You heard about the good news?

Paul: You're leaving town?

Craig: Not a chance. But it's about Carly. She's caught the attention of Jean-Claude Rimbaud.

Paul: She caught a lot of attention at the New York show.

Craig: Jean-Claude is an old friend of mine.

Paul: Oh, I'm sorry. Am I supposed to be impressed?

Craig: Carly has a meeting and a pending contract to work with Jean-Claude in Paris.

Paul: That's great. That's great for Carly.

Craig: Yes, it is. He noticed her show and contacted her immediately.

Paul: I'm sure a dozen houses have tried to lure Carly already.

Craig: Seven to be precise, but Jean-Claude is a master. This means a lot for Carly.

Paul: You're wasting my time, Craig.

Craig: Jean-Claude will meet with her, and she will accept his offer.

Paul: Since when do you speak for Carly?

Craig: And when she informs you of her decision, you will smile and wish her godspeed.

Paul: And why would I do that?

Craig: Because it's best for Carly. Because B.R.O. is an accident waiting to happen. It is beneath her, and I will not let you hold Carly down.

Adam: I don't know how to say this. Billy, I'm sorry for giving you and Jen a hard time.

Billy: Forget it.

Adam: No, I had no right trashing you guys like that.

Billy: You were angry 'cause of Bryant, okay? And I understand.

Adam: Yeah, it was none of my business, though, you know?

Billy: So then, what does this have to do with now?

Adam: Everything. I don't understand how I can come down on Jen like a ton of bricks when I go off and I do the same exact thing.

Billy: What are you talking about?

Adam: I was like, you know, "you can't -- you can't go off and cheat on Bryant with this guy you barely know." And I do the exact same thing. I cheated on Abigail. It was some girl I barely knew, and Abigail caught me. So if you wanna go off and call me a hypocrite right now, I --

Billy: Why, Adam? I thought you guys were solid.

Adam: Yeah, and that's a long story that I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna enjoy the ending to. You know, nothing is stopping Abigail from running straight to Nick Scudder right now.

Billy: Nick who? I don't understand.

Adam: Nick Scudder! The guy that videotaped Jake and Molly's wedding -- he's been after Abigail for weeks now. I mean, the guy is twice her age! I mean, he's a total jerk.

Billy: Abigail's smart, okay? If this guy's bad news, she'll figure him out.

Adam: You know the thing that really bites, though? I can't lay this whole thing on him. I mean, he didn't force me to cheat on Abigail, you know?! I'm the real reason why Abigail and I broke up, not Nick.

Nick: That was a terrific matinee, honey.

Woman: You want to make it a double feature?

Nick: No, I can't. I've got business.

Woman: Abigail can wait.

Nick: We're on a roll, babe. I don't wanna get lazy now. Take one rebellious teenager, add an overprotective family, mix in a jealous, moody boyfriend and you have got the perfect setup. We are so close to making some cash.

Woman: Well, I hope so. 'Cause I'm beginning to get a little jealous.

Nick: What, of Abigail? She's just the means to an end. You know that. A very profitable end. And once I get what I want, I could care less what happens to that kid.

Abigail: I mean it, Molly. I'm glad you got rid of Nick. Because now that you've fired him, there's nothing else you can do to him. Nick and I are finally free to see each other without any threats hanging over his head.

Molly: You know he's on parole. He needs to work. So he might not even stay in town.

Abigail: Was that your plan -- get Nick fired so he has to pack up and go? I never thought about it till now, but now that you've set things in motion --

Molly: You wouldn't.

Abigail: Run away with Nick?

Molly: Abigail, you have your whole life ahead of you!

Abigail: You're right! It's my life -- not some life that you planned out for me.

Molly: I'm not alone here. Do you think that Kim would have fired Nick if she thought he was acting responsibly?

Abigail: You know, I thought I knew her. But then, she's Chris's mom. Oh, I'm sorry. Am I not supposed to mention his name? Another ugly reminder of a Molly Conlan hand-me-down?

Molly: This has got nothing to do with me and Chris.

Abigail: You're right. It doesn't. But this time, my eyes are wide open. There's no secrets, and there's no surprises. I can spend as much time as I want with Nick, and there's nothing you can do about it!

Molly: Don't you speak to me like that!

Abigail: But you can go behind my back and you can try and run my life. What else are you gonna do, Molly? Get Jack or Hal to arrest Nick for caring about me?

Molly: He's gonna hurt you. You may not want to believe it, but it's true.

Abigail: No, you and Jake and Adam and everybody else who I thought cared about me has hurt me more than Nick ever could!

Molly: What do you think I'm trying to do? You think I'm on some sort of power trip? That I wanna control your life because I'm entitled to it? Well, you're wrong, Abigail! I hate this. And I'm gonna hate it even more if he does to you what he did to me. Do you get it?

Abigail: Oh, I am 18 years old! I can see Nick when I want and where I want!

Molly: Not as long as you're under my roof.

Abigail: Well, then maybe it's time I stop living under your roof.

Paul: What is it exactly that you do, Craig, besides suck the life out of talented women?

Craig: Don't try to use Carly.

Paul: I'm not using her. I'm giving her a great opportunity.

[Craig laughs]

Craig: To save your bacon again? What happens when mommy stops wallowing in self-pity and decides she's the greatest thing to happen since the leisure suit? What happens to Carly?

Paul: That's none of your business.

Craig: Oh, yes, it is.

Paul: We're talking about Carly Tenney, right? That one speaks her own mind.

Craig: Exactly. That one would even resent our having this conversation.

Paul: Fine. Let's end it.

Craig: But of course, you would rather deal with Carly's resentment than mommy's wrath, huh? No. Here's the reality, Paul. Barbara will tolerate Carly only until her company gets back in the black. And after that, she will turn on Carly with fangs flaring.

Paul: I won't let that happen.

Craig: Oh, and what are you gonna do? Mommy doesn't like to share the spotlight. I only lived with her briefly, but her constant need for assurance and reassurance and attention -- but I don't have to tell you that. That's what you do, isn't it? Good luck.

[Door closes]

Paul: All right, you've had your say, Craig. Now it's my turn.

Jack: So what's going on?

Carly: Thanks.

Jack: You're welcome.

Carly: That B.R.O. show was the best thing that's ever happened to me -- professionally speaking, I'm talking about. I mean, people who don't even know me -- these are the people that I've been waiting my entire life to meet -- big names, I'm talking about, Jack. I'm talking about designers that can command any price they want. They've been sending me telegrams and leaving me messages and sending me flowers. I even got a call from Jean-Claude Rimbaud.

Jack: Who's that?

Carly: The man of the hour in the fashion world. He wants me to meet with him -- in Paris.

Jack: Wow. And what's the problem?

Carly: Paul wants me to sign with B.R.O.

Jack: I vote for Paris.

Carly: As simple as that?

Jack: Carly, James Steinbeck is circling Oakdale. I think he's tied in with Barbara. Now, I can't prove it. But the further you are away from here, the better.

Carly: So you want me in Europe?

Jack: I want you to do what keeps you safe and makes you happy. Look, all right -- I've already crossed the line here. Carly, you gotta do what you gotta do. I can't tell you what to do. Make your decision based on your dreams, not on what I want.

Carly: What if it's one and the same?

Jack: Carly, if that were true, we wouldn't be here. You know what I really want?

Carly: Tell me.

Jack: I want you to have that look on your face that I saw in New York when Paul announced that you were B.R.O.'s designer. I'll never forget the smile on your face when you were standing on the runway. It was like I was seeing you for the first time. I thought to myself, "this is where Carly belongs. This is what she's all about." And, okay, you and I both know what Barbara's been capable of lately. And you throw James in the mix, it's just gonna make things worse. Paris. Paris, Carly. It's a clean shot at putting that smile on your face permanently.

Carly: Well, I don't think it's as "clean" as it sounds.

Jack: Why not?

Carly: I left out one not-so-tiny little detail. This great big chance of a lifetime in Paris -- it was orchestrated by none other than Craig Montgomery.

Molly: You're not moving anywhere, young lady.

Abigail: It's not your decision to make! I can live in the dorms, and I'm sure my folks won't mind paying room and board.

Molly: And how are you gonna explain the change?

Abigail: You know, I'll just tell them the truth -- that it's too noisy around here between the twins and people coming in and out of here.

Molly: It's quieter here than the dorm, Abigail. I want you to grow up. I want you to be independent. Believe me, I do.

Abigail: As long as you approve of all my friends.

Molly: Nick is not just any friend.

Abigail: You know, at least if I was having this conversation with my parents, I'd get it -- because they raised me. They put the time in the trenches. They have a right to have an opinion.

Molly: If you're trying to hurt me, you're doing a great job.

Abigail: You know, that's the thing, Molly -- I don't wanna hurt you. But you still see me as that little infant whose footprint you carried around all those years. You're so busy trying to make up for lost time that you're suffocating me. Just stop treating me like I'm your baby, Molly! Don't you get it?! I never was!

[Molly sobbing]

Nick: Good evening.

Lisa: Good evening.

Nick: I'd like a table for two, please.

Lisa: Yes, of course.

Nick: Great. Thank you.

Billy: That Scudder sounds like he's got an agenda.

Adam: Yeah, it's too bad Abigail doesn't see it.

Billy: So we have no idea what he's after, right?

Adam: Besides Abigail?

Billy: I thought you guys were tight.

Adam: Yeah, we were until Scudder showed up.

Billy: Okay, have you seen this girl -- what's her name?

Adam: Brandy.

Billy: Yeah, since that night you guys hooked up?

Adam: No, I haven't seen her.

Billy: So she hasn't called or anything? I mean, I'm just asking because you're the one who said that she started the ball rolling, right? I mean, she came after you.

Adam: Yeah. I can't figure it out.

Billy: What?

Adam: See, she's a senior, okay? Totally hot. She could have any guy on campus that she wants. And it's not like I'm dissing myself or something, but why would this hot senior wanna go for a freshman?

Billy: And she showed up after your blow up with Abigail?

Adam: Yeah, I was in a bad place, and she was just being super nice. The more I think about it, the weirder it gets. I just -- I cannot figure it out.

Isaac: You've got your periscope up.

Lisa: Well, yes. I feel we have a shark in the water. That fella, he was here the other night. He was with Abigail. Now, I wanna know what a man his age is doing hanging out with a college girl. Hmm?

Isaac: Don't knock it.

Lisa: Oh, come on, Isaac. I'm being really serious. You see, that night, Adam was here, and he was walking around like his heart was shattered. Then, I saw Adam go out the door with some girl I don't know. That's not like him.

Isaac: He is a guy. Now, trust me on this -- there are more ways to mend a broken heart than a pint of mocha almond fudge and Oprah.

Lisa: Well, you don't understand. Abigail and Adam are an adorable couple. I can't quite put my finger on it, but my intuition just tells he is trouble.

Isaac: Want me to kick him out?

Lisa: No, I'd rather keep him in my sights.

Isaac: You let me know if you need backup.

Lisa: No, listen -- don't you worry. I've handled a lot worse than Nick Scudder. And those fellas are walking around with the bruises to prove it.

Isaac: Oh, I never doubted you for a moment, gorgeous.

Adam: Oh, man, this is just what I need.

Billy: What's going on?

Adam: That's her. That's Brandy.

Billy: You sure were right about one thing. She's hot.

Brandy: Well, hello again.

Nick: What do you think you're doing here?

Brandy: Sharing a drink with an old friend.

Nick: Do you see a friend? Because I don't. Get lost -- now!

Billy: Adam, check it out. Look who your hottie's hanging out with.

Carly: You were right. I'm stuck between medusa and Craig. You can see why the snakes are looking better all the time.

Jack: That does complicate things. I don't know. I guess it's still a question of trust, Carly.

Carly: I wouldn't trust Craig with Parker's piggy bank.

Jack: And Barbara?

Carly: I wouldn't trust Barbara with Parker's safety scissors.

[Jack laughs]

Jack: All right, so I think you're answering your own question.

Carly: You know, things were a lot simpler when you just told people what to do.

Jack: Yeah, right. And wasn't I a joy to be around?

Carly: You weren't that bad.

Jack: I was worse. I'm sorry, Carly, I'm not in the business of running people's lives anymore.

Carly: I think Craig has the market cornered on that.

Jack: No fair making me laugh.

Carly: Look, I know that he can be insulting and smug and arrogant --

Jack: And those are just the good points.

Carly: -- But somehow, I got really lucky. Somewhere in my DNA, I seem to have this Craig-detector gene. It helps me see right through his schemes and his agendas.

Jack: That's a good radar to have.

Carly: Yeah. This time, Jack, I think that he is sincerely trying to help me.

Jack: Did you just say "sincere" and "Craig" in the same sentence?

Carly: Scary, isn't it? I don't know, Jack. Paris -- it's so incredibly tempting, you know? I even think that Hal would go for it. I mean, think about it. Parker would be living in one of the most cultured, most exciting cities in the entire world. He'd be educated in Europe. You know, who knows what kind of doors that could open for him later, right?

Jack: I don't hear a downside.

Carly: Unless there's something I'm not seeing -- something I'm not hearing. What do you think, Jack? Do you think there's anything that could keep me here in Oakdale?

Jack: Molly's in Oakdale, Carly. So are your friends.

Carly: One. One friend.

Jack: On the other hand, Paris is Paris -- a chance of a lifetime.

Carly: Well, B.R.O. could offer me some chances, too.

Jack: Yeah, with a truckload of baggage you don't need.

Carly: Paul is a really good guy.

Jack: His father's not.

Carly: You'd be here to protect me.

Jack: I'd try. I couldn't handle it if I failed.

Carly: You've never failed me, Jack.

Jack: Carly, you and I know that's not true.

Carly: We failed each other. But I don't care about the "whys" or "what ifs" anymore. I'm just so grateful that we can be like this. We can be together and talk.

Jack: That's what I miss most -- just talking, making plans -- even if they were only for the next five minutes.

Carly: We never had trouble living five minutes at a time, did we?

Jack: It was planning a lifetime where we kind of fell down on the job.

Carly: Those five minutes were heaven, weren't they? I didn't come here for your approval, Jack. I came because I respect you more than anybody else in this entire world. And after everything we've been through -- it means everything to me that you respect me, too.

Jack: I always have, Carly. And I always will. Hey, I hear the airlines are running some pretty good deals to Paris these days.

Carly: You'd come?

Jack: You never know. If I'm welcome.

Carly: Always.

Jack: You might change your mind.

Carly: No, I won't.

Jack: Go to Paris, Carly. Go, talk to that designer. And tell Craig it's hands-off from now on. Now, that's not jealousy talking. I wouldn't care who made the connection. I just care about who you owe, and you're too talented to owe anybody. So Craig made the introduction -- that's fine, use it. But don't let him make you feel like that gives him any right to say where you go in the future.

Carly: You really think Jean-Claude will take me on?

Jack: Unless he's a fool.

Carly: You know, there's still one tiny little glitch.

Jack: What's that?

Carly: What am I gonna do, Jack, when I need you -- when I need your advice and I'm 4,000 miles away?

Jack: Just pick up the phone.

Carly: It isn't the same.

Jack: I know. 'Cause your face always told me more than your words ever could. I'll miss you, Carly.

Carly: I think I'll miss you more. Good-bye, Jack.

Brandy: Whoa! Chill. What is the big deal?

Nick: You and I don't know each other, okay?

Brandy: Oh? Would you like me to refresh your memory? Or maybe little Abigail would like to hear how you pimped me out to Adam Munson.

Nick: I don't know what you're talking about.

Brandy: I'd be nicer to me, if I were you.

Nick: Is that a threat?

Brandy: Well, I know things, Nicky. And knowledge is power.

Nick: And I learned a lot of things in prison that they don't teach you at good ol' Oakdale U. Don't get on my bad side, little girl. It could be very, dangerous.

Billy: Brandy doesn't look too happy.

Adam: You know what? Wait right here. I'll be back. Hi.

Brandy: Hi. Hi, how are you doing?

Adam: Good. I didn't know you knew Nick Scudder.

Brandy: Who?

Adam: That guy you were just talking to. Yeah, I had this intern thing over at WOAK, and some people introduced us. He's a really good editor, you know. We hooked up on that film project I just finished.

Brandy: Great. Adam, actually, I'm kinda meeting someone here, so --

Adam: Sure. Yeah, I'll get out of your way. It's just a weird coincidence seeing you two together. So how do you and Nick know each other?

Molly: Jake, I don't know what else to do. Everything I say is wrong.

Jake: All right, look - I'm 15 minutes away. Don't say or do anything until I get there.

Molly: Hey, mind if we take another crack at this?

Abigail: I'm late.

Molly: Where are you going?

Abigail: You don't wanna know.

Molly: Yeah, I do want to know, Abigail. And I wanna finish this conversation.

Abigail: I'm late. Nick's expecting me. Don't wait up.

Molly: Please -- please, promise me you'll come home tonight.

Abigail: Molly, don't -- please, don't.

Molly: Hate me, yell at me, don't talk to me, whatever -- just promise me you'll come home.

[Molly sobbing]

Paul: I don't owe you an explanation, but for the record, my mother supports Carly working at B.R.O.

[Craig chuckles] we're gonna beat any price Rimbaud offers. We're gonna throw in so many perks that she's not gonna be able to resist. What can you offer her, Craig?

Craig: Freedom.

Paul: Now, that's funny.

Craig: No, it's not.

Paul: Yeah.

Craig: Carly will not be your indentured servant.

Paul: What, when she can be your pawn? Huh? You don't give a damn about Carly's freedom. You're not even a player here! You're a joke. You know a person here, have a contact there, but you know what it adds up to? Not a damn thing. You know what, Montgomery? You're a mirage, and it's killing you. It's killing you that I can give her something real, something that would change her life and help her raise her son.

Craig: You or mommy?

Paul: If you really wanna take care of Carly, stay out of her life.

Craig: If Carly signs this deal, you'll see a lot of me.

Paul: It's not a package deal.

Craig: You will not use her. You will not try to hurt her. And if you let your mother try to hurt her, I will ruin what's left of your company.

[Door slams]

Carly: Just who do you think you are? Talking for me, both of you.

Craig: Just setting some ground rules.

Carly: Well, it's my ground, Craig, and they are my rules. I make my own decisions. You got that? So why don't you put a sock in it for once and listen?

Craig: Imagine, I didn't hear you come in.

Carly: Or what, you would have clammed up sooner?

Paul: Carly, I'm sorry you walked in on this.

Carly: Who called this little powwow? Need I ask?

Craig: I think our meeting was productive.

Carly: I don't care what you think. I decide what I do and where I do it. If you don't mind, I'd like to speak with Paul alone.

Craig: You're kicking me out of my suite?

Carly: That's fine, you can stay here. Paul, would you come to the dining room with me?

Craig: No, no, no. You stay here. I'll go downstairs and chill a bottle of champagne so we can celebrate.

Carly: Don't pop your cork just yet.

Craig: I believe in you, Carly -- in you. Does Barbara? Does Paul?

Paul: I'm sorry. I let him get under my skin.

Carly: Yeah, it's his favorite hobby.

Paul: I heard about Rimbaud.

Carly: Oh, name-dropping, his second favorite.

Paul: Well, I'll beat his price. I'll give you artistic freedom and your own line right away.

Carly: Paul, you gave me a chance in this business when nobody else would even look twice at my designs. I cannot tell you how much that has meant to me. You have been fair and honest. And those qualities are very difficult to come by in any business.

Paul: Carly, I meant what I said in New York. You're a great talent. And I know my mother's given you a hard time, but not anymore. We had a talk about it, and she supports me unconditionally. She'll leave you alone.

Carly: I trust you. You are one of the good guys, really. That's what makes this so difficult. I'm not gonna sign with B.R.O, Paul. I can't accept your offer.

Molly: Abigail thinks I'm trying to control her life because of all the years I lost with her.

Jake: She's just using whatever she can to throw back at you. You're a good mom. She knows it. Just right now, she thinks everything she's doing is right, and you're wrong. That's just what kids do when they're that age. Abigail's an adult on paper, but as far as life experience goes --

Molly: That's what makes Nick so dangerous, Jake.

Jake: Nick Scudder is a punk.

Molly: I know. But he's also gotten Abigail to close out everybody -- Holden, us, her friends.

Jake: We'll handle Scudder.

Molly: How, Jake? Abigail is really vulnerable right now.

Jake: I don't know. I don't know, but I'll come up with something. I'll come up with a plan really fast, okay?

Molly: You know how some guys just get off on hurting people. I think Nick's one of those guys. I'm not gonna sit around to see how he makes his next move work.

Jake: All right, don't do anything rash.

Molly: Jake, we have to stop this! And if we can't do it, then we need help. Mitchell and Diana Williams' room please. What are you doing?

Jake: You make that phone call, you can lose Abigail for good.

Brandy: Look, Adam, what do you want from me?

Adam: The truth. How did you and Nick connect?

Brandy: Adam, I wish I could help you. I really do. You're a nice guy. But whatever it is you're looking for, I have nothing to do with it, okay? So, please, just leave me out of it.

Adam: I just had a little chat with your buddy Brandy over there.

Nick: Is this supposed to mean something to me?

Adam: The girl that was just here at your table.

Nick: I think you've got your wires crossed, Adam. I've got a date, but it's not with anybody named Brandy. So, if you don't mind -- beat it.

Adam: I do mind. How do you and Brandy Taylor know each other? And don't even think about lying to me!

Molly: Jake, give me the phone. If we can't get through to her, then maybe the Williamses can.

Jake: You know what we should do? We should call Emma or Carly or Lily -- you know what? We'll call Nick's cell mate. Anybody who tells her that she's crazy to think the way she does about Scudder in the first place.

Molly: Why are you doing this?

Jake: I don' know. I don't know. 'Cause I love you? Yeah, 'cause I don't want to see you turn a bad situation into a disaster.

Molly: We're already halfway there.

Jake: Listen, honey, her folks weren't crazy about her living with you in the first place. This could tip the scales. What do you want them to do, hmm? You want them to drag her away to another continent so that you never see her again?

Molly: We have to keep Nick from hurting her.

Jake: We're not gonna let Nick hurt her. I'm just asking you -- do you want to risk losing Abigail again?

Molly: If it means protecting her, yes.

Jake: You're a great mom. We both know that. Okay? But you need to put yourself in Abigail's shoes. If she sniffs this out -- I mean, think about it. She's gonna think it's like we're giving up, like we can't really be good parents.

Molly: At least we'd be keeping distance between her and Nick.

Jake: You, me, the twins. I meant every word of those vows I made to you and Abigail. We're a family. I'm not giving up on that just because some slimeball decides he's gonna twist us around.

Molly: Okay. But what if we can't keep Abigail away from him?

Jake: Go to your plan. We'll call Mitch and Diana and give 'em the heads up, tell 'em everything that's going on.

Molly: And if we're too late?

Jake: We're not gonna be too late. We will handle this. Rule number one in this house -- you don't mess with the McKinnons.

Isaac: So, what's with playing musical tables?

Lisa: Yeah, why is Adam over there with Nick Scudder?

Billy: It's cool, Lisa.

Isaac: Is he hassling Adam?

Billy: No, they're just having a talk. It's nothing big.

Isaac: Well, if it gets to be something big, you let me know.

Lisa: Yeah, let me know, too, because, believe me, I take no prisoners when somebody hurts someone I love.

Adam: So I guess you heard about me and Abigail breaking up?

Nick: Yeah. Yeah, I did. Bad news travels fast. But from what I hear, you're quite the stud.

Adam: And it's supposed to be a coincidence that you and Brandy were just talking.

Nick: Oh, was that the girl? Wow. I haven't given you enough credit, Adam. She's gorgeous. You know, I'd like to sit around and compare notes with you, but I can't because my date is here.

Adam: You set me up, didn't you?!

Nick: What are you talking about?

Adam: I cannot believe I was stupid enough to fall for it, too! You knew I'd be with Brandy so you sent Abigail looking for me! You wanted to break us up. It was all part of your little plan, wasn't it?!

Jack: Go to Paris, Carly. Stay clear of BRO.

Maitre d': Will you be dining alone, Mr. Montgomery?

Craig: No, Max. A beautiful blonde will be joining me shortly, so I would like a bottle of Dom, chilled, please, and a plate of --

Maitre d': Caviar?

Craig: No, no. I'd like a plate of onion rings. A great big plate of onion rings.

Maitre d': I'm sorry, sir, we don't have them on the menu.

Craig: Well, Al's diner has them. They've got good onion rings over there. Will you send somebody over to get 'em, Max?

Maitre d': Of course.

Craig: Thank you very much. All right, Carly -- wisen up, dump little Paul and mommy dearest, and we'll have really something to celebrate.

Paul: At least let me make a counteroffer.

Carly: I've made up my mind.

Paul: What? Do you want more money, creative control, what?

Carly: BRO operates out of Oakdale.

Paul: Your home.

Carly: Yeah. Just not always a sweet one. And, today, the one reason I was counting on to keep me here, suddenly thinks that Paris is a terrific idea.

Paul: All right, so you work with Rimbaud, and what does Craig do?

Carly: Nothing.

Paul: "Nothing." Craig never does nothing. You'll owe him, and that's a bad place to be.

Carly: I've been in worse places.

Paul: Carly, look, I don't expect you to have one ounce of sympathy for my mother, but he made promises to her, too. You know, he did little favors for her, and then stole her money and humiliated her.

Carly: I'm not Barbara.

Paul: It's funny. My mother once told me she wasn't Sierra. Carly, my mother didn't change because of that fire. It was being treated like a fool that turned her so bitter. You know, if she still had a husband to lean on and to love her -- if Craig had just kept -- just one promise, she wouldn't care what her face looked like after that explosion. Truth is, Craig did far more damage than any explosion ever could. Carly, think about what you're doing here. BRO is offering you a clean business deal, with everything stacked up in your favor. Clean. Can you say the same thing for Craig? Do you really want to be in his debt for the rest of your life?

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