As The World Turns Transcript Friday 3/22/02
Katie: Hi! I'm Katie Fraser. You know, Al's diner meant so much to me in the early years, I thought that I should give something back. So here is a copy of my new workout video.
Customer #1: Thank you.
Katie: You're welcome. Oh, please, it's my pleasure. Hello. Katie Fraser here. A copy of my new workout video.
Customer #2: Mm-hmm.
Katie: When you get a chance. Hello, fellas. Good evening. I'm Katie Fraser, and this is my new workout video. I'll give you three copies. Enjoy. Well, I am so sorry. That's all I have to give out. But, for those of you who didn't get one, my new video will be out in stores within weeks. So thank you very much, and stay pumped! Ooh, excuse me. Oh, hi, Mrs. Hughes.
Nancy: Hello, Katie. Is that really you under all that?
Katie: It is me. How are you?
Nancy: Fine. Thank you for asking. Are you on the way to a costume ball?
Katie: Oh, no. I'm actually celebrating the release -- well, the almost-release of my new workout video. It's more for women, anyway. For you.
Nancy: Thank you. "Katie's butt bustin' workout." That's catchy.
Katie: Would you like me to autograph it for you?
Nancy: You read my mind.
Katie: Here we go. You know, making this video taught me one very important thing.
Nancy: Never take thin thighs for granted?
Katie: Close. Perseverance. You know, there were times in my life where I thought I just couldn't go on. No friends, no prospects. Darkness all around me. But I didn't give up. I kept reaching, reaching for my dream. And I didn't do it alone. Although I could've, but it would've taken a lot longer and been a lot harder. No, no, there were those precious few who believed in me just as much as I believed in myself. And you are one of those few who made me what I am today.
Nancy: Well, thank you, Katie. But I don't think I want to take any credit for that.
Katie: You were always so generous, always so kind. And let me tell you something -- I am not gonna forget you, no matter how huge I become.
Nancy: Have you been feeling all right?
Katie: Great. Why?
Nancy: I was just asking. Now, I have to get to the hospital 'cause I'm taking some hot chocolate and a cookie to Kim.
Katie: Kim's in the hospital? Wh -- what happened?
Nancy: Well, it's nothing serious. But I have to get there before the visiting hours are over. So thank you, dear. And good-bye. And the best of luck on your video.
Katie: Thank you so much. I hope you enjoy it. And remember -- stay pumped.
Nancy: Simon, keep your eye on her. She may be slipping away from us.
Simon: Excuse me, didn't you used to be Mrs. Katie Fraser?
Katie: That better be Simon. Hey, babe, you made it.
Simon: Of course. So tell me, what's all this -- this stuff about an interview?
Katie: Well, have you ever heard of "Self" magazine?
Simon: Yes, sure.
Katie: Well, they're coming here tonight to interview me about my video.
Simon: Well, that's fantastic news.
Katie: I know!
Simon: That's great.
Katie: I'm a celebrity again, and I am loving every minute of it.
John: We stabilized, and we moved him back to ICU. All we can do now is wait and hope for the best.
Margo: I'll post a uniform outside his door.
John: Good, because losing Steinbeck once is too much, you know?
Margo: I'll post a uniform outside the elevators, as well. Excuse me.
Barbara: How's he doing?
John: Well, Dr. Michaels is evaluating him right now. I think he's in good hands.
Dr. Michaels: Okay, Hal, I'm gonna ask you a few questions. I want you to try to answer simply, if you can. If not, we'll just move on, okay?
Hal: Do my best. Whenever you're ready.
Dr. Michaels: So, do you remember what day it is?
Dr. Michaels: The month?
Dr. Michaels: Good. Good. Can you tell me where we are right at this moment?
Dr. Michaels: The name?
Dr. Michaels: Do you have a family, Hal?
Dr. Michaels: Children?
Dr. Michaels: Can you tell me their names?
Hal: Not right now.
Dr. Michaels: How about their ages? Boys, girls, teenagers, babies?
Hal: I used to know this. I used to -- when Barbara showed me pictures. You don't have pictures, do you?
Dr. Michaels: It's all right. I get the feeling that you love them very much.
Hal: Yes, love. Protect. I must protect James. Emily, too. You can't do this to me! I won't let you!
Dr. Michaels: Hal. Hal, what do you see? Who are you talking to?
Hal: They won't stop the pounding! The pounding!
Dr. Michaels: Well, don't put any pressure on yourself. I want you --
Hal: No, stop! Stop! Leave me alone! Stay away. Stay away.
Dr. Michaels: You just need to relax.
Hal: Stay away! Leave me alone.
John: Is he all right?
Dr. Michaels: Not at the moment.
John: Want me to sedate him?
Dr. Michaels: Lorazepam, I think.
John: I'll be right back.
Dr. Michaels: Hal, I know -- I know that this is very difficult for you. And we're not gonna have any more questions, okay?
Hal: Protect. Protect.
Dr. Michaels: Would you like to lie down?
Hal: The children.
Dr. Michaels: Come on. Lie down?
Hal: Lie down, yes. Good. Quiet. Quiet. Just lie down. Protect the children. Protect.
Barbara: Oh, my God. What has James done to you?
Craig: No, I had my passport when I came in. It's gone now. It was stolen.
Ticket agent: Would you like me to notify the Police?
Craig: No, no. I just have to make this flight.
Ticket agent: Well, do you have a picture I.D.?
Craig: Well, yes, of course I have a picture --
Ticket agent: Well, then you shouldn't have any problem flying to New York. Getting to Brussels, however, will be another story.
Craig: When I get to New York, they look me up in the computer and issue me an emergency duplicate. It won't be a problem.
Ticket agent: If you don't have a passport, you won't be able to board. It's as simple as that, sir. There are no exceptions.
Craig: Getting to Brussels is not your problem. Your job is to get me on this flight without delay, which I would appreciate.
Security guard: Problem?
Craig: No, it's nothing. No cause for alarm.
Security guard: What does he want?
Ticket agent: He thinks he can get to Brussels without a passport.
Craig: No, as he was explaining --
Security guard: You're blocking the line. Sir, please step aside.
Craig: Thanks for your help.
[Craig chuckling] all right, Jacko. You think you're so clever. Regardez vous.
Jack: Carly? Are you all right?
Carly: I just needed to hear your voice -- one more time.
Jack: One more -- don't hang up. Don't hang up, Carly. You can hear my voice every day for the rest of your life if you just tell me where you are.
Carly: Listen carefully, Jack. Okay? Because I don't have much time. I love you, Jack. I always have.
Jack: Get a trace on this call. I love you, too, Carly. Which is why I'm doing everything I can to bring you home.
Carly: It's not important anymore.
Jack: I don't believe that. And neither do you. Tell me where you are so I -- so I can come get you. This has gone on long enough.
Carly: Well, it's over now, Jack. At least for me.
Katie: So, Dahlia called the magazine to tell them how popular I had become on college campuses, and she suggested that they do an interview before it goes national. And they jumped at the chance.
Simon: Well, that is great news. I'm so happy for you.
Katie: Thank you.
Simon: Is that why you're dressed like -- what are you wearing?
Katie: Hey, come on. It's an image. I'm a celebrity now. I can't just dress like any other ordinary person.
Simon: Yeah, well, you always seemed to have a way of taking my mind off other things.
Katie: What other things? What's wrong, babe? Oh, here they are, honey. I gotta go. Ooh! Looks good. Hello, hello, hello. Hi, I'm Katie Fraser.
Kathy: Hi, Kathy Kayler from "Self" magazine. And this is my photographer, Cliff Holloway.
Katie: It's a pleasure to meet you both.
Cliff: Nice to meet you.
Dahlia: This is Simon Fraser, Katie's husband.
Simon: Hi. Hi, nice to meet you.
Kathy: Hello. Are you gonna be joining us for the interview?
Simon: No, no, I don't think so.
Katie: No, yes, of course he is. We are -- we do everything together.
Kathy: Oh, that's so nice. You guys must be newlyweds.
Katie: Well, yes, actually -- well, yes and no. We've been married twice.
Kathy: Already? How'd that happen?
Simon: Well, the first time, actually --
[camera snaps] sorry, mate, not tonight, okay?
Dr. Michaels: Hal, where are you going?
Dr. Michaels: Why?
Hal: I have to help James.
Dr. Michaels: No, James is not in any danger. James is in the hospital. He has 24-hour care.
Hal: Must protect James at all costs.
Dr. Michaels: You don't need to worry about James.
Hal: Don't trust anyone. I must protect James at all costs.
Dr. Michaels: He's in and out, John.
John: Hal, I wanna give you an inject --
Hal: Stay away!
John: It'll be good for you, Hal.
Hal: Stay away!
John: Believe me, this is going --
Margo: You shouldn't be in here.
Barbara: I'm not leaving him like this.
Margo: Can we please not make this about you?
I realize how difficult it must be --
Barbara: This is not about me, remember?!
Margo: Maybe I was out of line, Barbara.
Barbara: Maybe? You accused me of using Hal's condition to warm my way back into his life.
Margo: Barbara, I'm sorry. I did it out of being protective.
Barbara: I know this is hard on you, too.
Margo: Yeah, Hal's always the guy you go to for good advice. He's always the one who can think clearly in any situation. Hal's indestructible.
Barbara: He's gonna be okay. We just have to keep believing that, Margo. How is he?
John: We just gave him a sedative, and when it kicks in, he should be okay for the next couple of hours.
Margo: Well, then -- then what? How do you treat someone in that condition?
Dr. Michaels: Unfortunately, Hal's condition is outside of my area of expertise. I'm gonna have to consult with a specialist. Someone in thought reform.
Margo: Thought reform -- what is that?
Dr. Michaels: Reversing the effects of brainwashing.
Margo: Yeah, I thought it was something like that. Do you think that there could've been any torture involved?
Dr. Michaels: Possibly. Possibly drugs. I can't say for sure, but I will do everything in my power to help him. I can tell you that.
Barbara: May I see him, John?
Margo: Me, too?
John: You have to be very careful what you say to him. The least thing will set him off.
Hal: Hi. Sorry I let you down.
Margo: Oh, you? Never, Hal. Never. Look, buddy, I got kind of a confession to make. Um -- I'm really not a very good administrator, you know? And I never know where anybody is at any time. And I always yell at the wrong people. Let's face it -- nobody wears the mantle of the chief quite like you. And we need you to come back. I mean, that's not pressure or anything. You take as long as you need, you know? Rest, relax, and I'll catch up to you later.
Barbara: I thought they'd never leave.
Craig: Hey! Did you find it?
Lucy: Mm-hmm. Right where you said it would be.
Craig: Oh, great!
Lucy: One Montegan passport in the name of Craig Montgomery.
Craig: Thank you for bringing this down. I know you had things to do tonight.
Lucy: It was fine. I'm just glad I could help.
Craig: Well, my passport. Left it at home. I knew you'd be pleased. Listen -- this should cover the cab back home. I'll walk you to the stand, huh? Here you go.
Lucy: You never said where you were going.
Craig: Going to New York first. Then Brussels.
Lucy: Is that where you think Carly is?
Craig: Well, I don't know, but we have to start somewhere.
Lucy: Why you and not the Police?
Craig: 'Cause the Police aren't doing anything. We don't have any time. Come on, listen. I'll walk you to your stand. Lucy, what is it? I gotta catch a plane here.
Lucy: I don't want you to go.
Jack: Carly, I get the feeling you're not alone. Are you able to speak freely? Yes or no? I realize it's difficult to answer questions -- but if I say the country --
Carly: I've been thinking about us a lot, Jack. How hard we tried to make it together and how -- it never quite worked out.
Jack: There are a lot of reasons for that. Too many to get into now.
Carly: I want you to know that I know it wasn't your fault, Jack. Maybe I didn't think I deserved you. But it was the most wonderful dance, Jack. And you were the best partner a girl could ever have.
Jack: We can try -- we can try it again. Just as soon as you get home.
Carly: I'd like -- I'd like you to do me a favor. When this is over, I want you to remember the good times, Jack. And the happiness. And the joy. And try your best to forget about everything else. Do you think you could do that for me? It would make me happy knowing that you did.
Jack: Nothing is over, Carly. I'm gonna find you, and I'm gonna bring you home!
Dr. Weston: That's enough.
Carly: I have to go now, Jack. Be good to yourself. Bye.
Jack: Carly?! Get back on the phone! You've gotta tell me where you are!
Dr. Weston: Feel better now?
Carly: No. No.
Dahlia: Simon, I had no idea you were so camera-shy.
Simon: Look, Dahlia, this interview is about Katie, all right? You really don't need any pictures of me.
Dahlia: Well, isn't that sweet? Most men like to take credit for everything their wives do.
Simon: Look, I'm sorry, okay? Buddy, look, no offense.
Cliff: It's cool.
Simon: Excuse us. Look, I'm sorry, all right? I really shouldn't be here. I'm not gonna help you at all.
Katie: What's wrong?
Simon: This is just stuff that happened today. It's -- it's just got -- look, it's nothing. I'm fine. I'm just gonna get out of here.
Katie: Well, do you want me to come with you?
Simon: No. Well, what about the interview?
Katie: Oh, I'll be -- well, I love you. If you need me, I'm here.
Simon: No, please. Katie, just stay. Enjoy your moment. I'll catch up with you later, all right?
Katie: Wait. Wait, wait. Where are you going?
Simon: I don't know. I don't know. Maybe the cottage. Maybe some hammering will take my mind off things.
Katie: Honey, okay. Well, be careful, all right? I don't want anything happening to you.
Simon: I'll be fine. I gotta do some work, guys, all right? Take care of Katie.
Kathy: I hope we didn't scare him off.
Katie: No, no. You don't know my husband.
Dahlia: Work, at this hour? Doing what?
Katie: You know, he said he had a bad day, so he's gonna go work on the cottage. I'm sure it'll make him relax more. It's our first home. Simon's doing all the renovation himself.
Dahlia: Listen, why don't we just take this to a booth? This looks good.
Dahlia: If no one objects, I'd like to call it a night also. The release party for Katie's video is tomorrow night, and I have a million things that I have to do.
Kathy: Fine with me.
Katie: Yeah, I'll see you in the morning.
Dahlia: Okay. Listen, have fun. You be kind to my girl.
Kathy: She is so devoted to you.
Katie: I know. I've been very fortunate.
Kathy: Brought this for you.
Katie: Oh, thank you.
Cliff: Duck out?
Kathy: Oh, right. You know what? Cliff has gotta get going. Would you mind if we take care of the photos first?
Katie: Oh, sure, whatever you need.
Kathy: Great. Okay.
Katie: Just here?
Cliff: Big smile, Katie. Great.
Katie: How about this?
Kathy: That's good. That's good.
Katie: Oh, you know what? Should I stand?
Kathy: Yeah, let's get a whole body shot.
Kathy: That'd be good. Oh, that's great. And just maybe a little bit to the side. Good. Oh, that's perfect. Cliff?
Craig: Hey, what's the matter, lullaby? Why don't you want me to go? Huh?
Lucy: I know that I said that you should fight for the woman you love, but -- that was before --
Craig: Before what?
Lucy: Before I found out what happened to Rose while she was away.
Craig: Well, listen, Rose is lucky. At least she got back.
Lucy: And it was also before I found out that James Steinbeck kidnapped the chief of detectives.
Craig: James Steinbeck is in a coma. He's not gonna hurt me.
Lucy: It was also before I found out your car was pushed into a river with Detective Snyder --
Craig: Hey, all I'm going to do here is fly to Brussels. I'm going to follow the clues to Carly and hopefully bring her and Emily back as soon as I can.
Lucy: But what if you can't? What if something happens and --
Craig: And what?
Lucy: Never mind. I'll catch a cab myself.
Craig: Hey, hey. Lucy, I am not going to get hurt while I'm away. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Lucy: Oh, no? 'Cause that would be really stupid, wouldn't it? You know, I've already lost my brother. Why should I worry about losing my father, too?
Craig: Oh. Oh.
Barbara: I'm sorry. I know those words can't change what I've done, but I just don't know what else to say.
Hal: Say nothing. You don't owe me an apology.
Barbara: But I'm the one who brought James Steinbeck back into our lives. If there's anything to apologize for, it's that.
Hal: James -- what am I doing here?
Barbara: You -- you've been through a terrible ordeal, and you're gonna get better. And you're safe here, Hal.
Hal: You don't owe me anything. You did nothing wrong. But if it makes you feel better, I accept your apology.
Barbara: It always comes back to us, doesn't it?
Hal: Yes, it does.
Claudia: Hi, I'm Claudia. We're preparing a room for you, Mr. Munson. But we do need some more information.
Hal: Oh, I'll do my best.
Claudia: Thanks. Could you first put your personal belongings in this bag?
Barbara: Oh, I can do that. Thank you.
Claudia: That way nothing gets lost. Any known drug allergies?
Barbara: No. Sorry.
Claudia: That's okay. At least you both agree. Have you been under any anaesthesia in the past two months?
Barbara: I don't know if anyone actually knows the answer to that. You should talk to his doctor.
Claudia: In case of an emergency, who will be the person making decisions for you?
Hal: Oh --
Barbara: That would be me.
Claudia: Are you his wife?
Jack: Come on, ring.
[Phone rings] did you get it? Damn it!
Margo: Jack, I just came from the hospital. They admitted Hal into the psychiatric ward.
Jack: Yeah? How's he doing?
Margo: Well, Dr. Michaels said he's been brainwashed, so she's bringing in a specialist in thought reform. It's what they used to call de-programming.
Jack: Have to pray it works.
Margo: Yeah, well, we can only wait and see. What's going on here? You don't look so good.
Jack: I got a call from Carly.
Margo: Oh, that's wonderful. Did she say where she was?
Margo: Did you get a trace?
Jack: Well, we weren't on long enough. Which is why I'm flying to Europe tonight.
Margo: Europe. Well, that's a big place.
Jack: I'll start at the graveyard in Brussels, the one where the spa is dumping bodies. I'll wait for the next delivery.
Margo: Uh-huh. You're gonna make me say this, aren't you?
Jack: Don't bother. I'm going.
Margo: Jack! Abigail Williams' trial is coming up. Hal is out of commission. I don't know when he's --
Jack: Margo, I'm trying real hard not to be rude here! Okay? But I'm not even listening to you, to tell you the truth.
Margo: All right, listen to me. The authorities in Brussels are on this case. If there's a break, they'll handle it. Then you can jump on a plane.
Jack: No, I am not waiting another minute longer. Not for one more person. Not for one more case. Carly needs me now.
Margo: Jack, do you wanna at least tell me what she said?
Jack: In a word -- "good-bye"!
Jack: She thinks she's gonna die, Margo. She wanted to speak to me one last time.
Margo: Wait a minute. Are you sure about that?
Jack: You want me to tell you in her words? "When it's all over, try to remember the good times and do your best to forget everything else." I can't let her fade on me like that, Margo. Not without a fight!
Margo: All right, then you better hurry.
Jack: Might be faster if I take a cruiser to the airport.
Margo: Detective Snyder needs a cruiser out front now! Go.
Claudia: Well, I guess that does it. I'll turn this in to admissions, and you'll be all set.
Hal: Thank you very much.
Claudia: Will you be here for a while, Mrs. Munson, or should I get someone to stay with your husband?
Hal: You don't have to send anyone else. She'll be here.
Claudia: Good luck.
Barbara: I guess I should have corrected her, but it felt good to be your wife. If just for a moment.
Hal: I don't see why. Being me these days isn't much to shout about.
Barbara: Oh, but that's going to change. And you're going to recover. You're going to be fine again, Hal. You will. You need to get some sleep. Put your head down.
Hal: Sleep. I don't remember the last time I slept. I don't. I don't remember.
Dr. Michaels: Barbara? May I see you outside for a minute?
Barbara: Is something the matter? Is it Hal?
Dr. Michaels: It's the admission forms, actually. I noticed that you were listed as Hal's wife. Was that his idea, or yours?
Dr. Michaels: Care to explain?
Barbara: I have been married to Hal on three separate occasions. We have children together. We raised a family together. No one knows him better than I do.
Dr. Michaels: That doesn't make you his wife.
Barbara: Not legally. But Hal is a part of me, a part of everything that I am. And I may not cook him breakfast any longer, but in some ways, I will always be his wife.
Dr. Michaels: Hal is in a very confused state, Barbara. You have to protect him.
Barbara: I answered impossibly to one question about who would make a decision in the case of an emergency. That does not mean I'm going to break out my wedding band!
Dr. Michaels: Well, you've told me in the past that being Hal's wife was no longer satisfying to you. Have you revised that position in some way?
Barbara: Am I in therapy here, doctor?
Dr. Michaels: Hal is my patient. I need to know where you stand.
Barbara: I am his friend. And I am desperate to see him recover. And I will do anything I can to help.
Dr. Michaels: And that's as far as it goes?
Dr. Michaels: Because if I suspect otherwise, I'm going to have to bar you from visiting him, Barbara. Is that understood?
Dr. Michaels: Okay, I'll get this paperwork done, and we can get him moved.
Barbara: I'm right here, Hal. And I'm not going anywhere.
Craig: Oh, sweetness, I had no idea how this was affecting you.
Lucy: I don't wanna hold you back. 'Cause I know how upset you've been about Carly. But -- it just seems so dangerous now. And I couldn't stand it if you got hurt.
Craig: I won't. I won't. I will be very careful.
Lucy: That might not be up to you. Fenwick says that even safe drivers get into accidents.
Craig: That's not gonna happen to me. I will call you all the time. There is nothing to worry about.
Lucy: Would you worry about me? If the situation were reversed? Do whatever you have to do to find Carly. Work day and night. I'll even help you if you want to, but -- just do it from here. Please don't get on that plane.
Jack: Montgomery. What happened? You miss your plane?
Craig: Yes, Jack, I seem to have misplaced my passport.
Craig: But it doesn't matter. Because, you see, having dual citizenship, I can always use this.
Craig: Claro que si. My daughter was kind enough to bring it down to me.
Lucy: Hi, detective. How are you feeling?
Jack: Not bad, considering. So I guess you're planning on taking the next flight to New York.
Craig: The thought did cross my mind, yes.
Jack: Well, then we'll see each other on the plane.
Craig: You're going? Since when?
Jack: Since Carly called me at the station tonight.
Craig: Was she all right? What did she say?
Jack: It's a long story. Craig, I'll fill you in after we take off.
Announcer: Attention, passengers on flight 412 to New York.
We'll begin boarding momentarily through gate b-11. Please have your
boarding passes available for inspection.
Jack: Okay, that's us. Nice seeing you again. Montgomery, you coming or not? ( Humming )
Craig: Not going, Jack. Staying here with my daughter.
Jack: I understand.
Craig: Oh, Jack! Wait. What did Carly say?
Jack: It was very brief, Craig. But she sounded okay.
Craig: Yeah? You think she was harmed in any way?
Jack: She didn't mention anything about it, no.
Craig: She ask about me?
Jack: Look, Craig -- it was a quick call. We didn't get into specifics.
Craig: Okay. Well, good luck.
Jack: Thank you.
Craig: Don't even think about coming back here without her.
Jack: I won't.
Craig: You know what I feel like right now?
Lucy: Scotch neat?
Craig: No, I feel like a gooey chocolate sundae. You interested in that?
Lucy: You have to ask?
Craig: All right. Come on, love of my life. Let me take you out.
Kathy: So tell me, were you one of those kids in high school that was good at every sport?
Katie: Me? No, I wasn't good at anything. In fact, my senior year, I was voted "most likely to bring down a nation."
Kathy: Obviously they were wrong about that.
Katie: Well, I don't know. I'm still young.
Kathy: So, how was it working with the firefighters?
Katie: Ah, they were the best. I was so honored to be able to work with them on the video, and I think they're gonna make it really good.
Kathy: Was it hard to concentrate with all those good-looking men around?
Katie: Well, you just have to know what to concentrate on.
Kathy: Your husband seems like a really interesting person. What does he do for a living?
Katie: Well, he does whatever he wants, whenever he wants to do it.
Katie: Yeah. He's a jack of all trades. A man of many talents. He just finds an opportunity and goes for it.
Kathy: Is he working on anything at the moment?
Katie: Just the cottage. And after that, it's anyone's guess.
Kathy: And that's okay with you, not knowing kind of what comes next?
Katie: Well, I know that I'm gonna be with Simon, and that's enough.
[Knock at the door]
Dahlia: No, it's Dahlia.
Simon: What do you want?
Dahlia: Well, I'll answer that as soon as you invite me in. I thought you said -- I thought Katie said you were gonna renovate.
Simon: Is Katie done with the interview yet?
Dahlia: Oh, she'll keep it going until Kathy runs out of paper.
Simon: You're obviously not here to see her, then.
Dahlia: How perceptive of you.
Simon: I've had a rough day, Dahlia. You wanna play games -- hey, I'm great at checkers.
Dahlia: Actually, I just came to satisfy my curiosity. Is that such a terrible thing?
Simon: Yes, it is, if it involves you and me.
Dahlia: Men never seem to realize that women don't think like you do. Get over yourself, Simon. I'm not gonna pounce on ya.
Simon: Oh, well, how refreshing. So why are you here?
Dahlia: Just wanted to see how you spent your late wife's money.
Simon: How do you know about my inheritance?
Dahlia: Katie tells me everything.
Dahlia: And when she found that check you were hiding from her --
Simon: Look, I was gonna tell her about the check.
Dahlia: But you didn't, did you? So Katie called me and asked me what she should do.
Simon: And what did you tell her?
Dahlia: Oh, I told her that she should insist on the entire story, with nothing held back. Do you have a problem with that advice?
Simon: Oh, no, that's great advice. I -- 'cause she did ask, and I did tell her everything.
Dahlia: "Everything" is a very big word.
Simon: Meaning what?
Dahlia: Well, here you are, given an enormous amount of money. And you could've actually bought any house you wanted. Instead, you end up with this.
Simon: If Katie did tell you everything, then you would know that we were putting most of the money away for the future. And what was left over -- yeah. Yeah, we loved this place.
Dahlia: Isn't that convenient? You forced the innocent wife to shack up in this disaster area while the rest of your fortune earns money for you in the bank.
Simon: There's the door. Get out of my house. Get out of my business.
Dahlia: See, you and Katie are my business, Simon. And I intend to protect it with everything I've got.
Hal: If you guys wouldn't mind, some people are trying to get some sleep.
Dr. Michaels: Well, Hal, how are you feeling?
Hal: Ah, like my brain is floating in glue. Other than that, I just feel terrible.
Dr. Michaels: Well, hopefully you'll feel better in your own room. You ready to go?
Hal: That sounds good.
Dr. Michaels: Okay, well, an orderly dropped this off, so if you hop on in, I'll see if I can scare up somebody to take you down.
Hal: Thank you, but I would rather walk.
Dr. Michaels: Oh, well, that's out of the question. Hospital policy.
Hal: I am not an invalid. There's nothing wrong with my legs.
Barbara: Hal, stop arguing with the doctor. I will push you myself if I have to.
Hal: You will not.
Barbara: Sir, you have taken care of me, and now I will take care of you, whether you like it or not. No arguments. Sit down.
Hal: Lady drives a hard bargain, doesn't she? I'm set.
Barbara: Room number?
Dr. Michaels: 612.
Barbara: Is this all right with you?
Dr. Michaels: If anyone asks, tell them I approved it.
Barbara: Okay, Hal. Hold on tight. Here we go.
Lucy: Hey, look, there's aunt Katie. Should we say hello?
Craig: No, she looks kinda busy. We can talk to her later. Here we go. Right here. All right. So what's it gonna be? Are we gonna each get our own, or you wanna get one big one and share it?
Lucy: That's gonna be a tough one. Uh -- I choose -- how come you're checking your watch?
Craig: I wanna see what time it is. So what's your choice?
Craig: Jack's plane's probably in the air by now.
Lucy: Are you sorry you didn't go with him?
Craig: I want to find Carly, but if going after her means hurting you, then no.
Lucy: If I wasn't living with you, you'd be on that plane right now.
Craig: Don't go there. It won't accomplish anything. Huh?
Lucy: But it's true.
Craig: It's irrelevant.
Lucy: Not to me. I just wanna know if you have any regrets.
Craig: Well -- I regret not spending more time with you when you were little. I regret not eating every dinner with you. I regret missing your first ballet recital and that Christmas pageant at your school when you were the sugarplum fairy. That day, you lost two teeth in the same day.
Lucy: It's not all that bad. You were there for a lot of stuff, too.
Craig: Yeah, but those moments I missed -- I can't get those back.
Lucy: You love me. I knew that.
Craig: Always and forever. Always and forever. But you know what? I have learned the hard way that love is not enough. That a father has to be right smack in the middle of his children's lives. And until you throw me out, that is where I'm going to be.
Lucy: Thank you.
Craig: You're welcome. Now can we order? I'm getting a tad peckish. Say, miss!
Simon: Dahlia, your relationship with Katie is strictly professional. Yet from the moment you met, you've tried to force your way into her personal life. Now, as of tonight, I'm not putting up with it anymore.
Dahlia: You know what? Whether you like it or not, Katie and I have become friends. Her happiness is important to me, and I intend to protect it.
Simon: So the only thing you're protecting is your investment in a videotape. Now that's fine by me. I got no problem with it. As long as you do it from a distance.
Dahlia: Mm, you'd like that, wouldn't you? Less people to catch you in your lies. Do you have any idea how routinely you hide things from her?
Simon: Get out of here.
Dahlia: You don't like it, do you? The fact that Katie has shared so much with me?
Simon: Yeah, whatever little "sharing" goes on between the two of you is gonna be ending sooner than you think.
Dahlia: What do you mean?
Simon: What do I mean? Well, once this little video project is over, so are you.
Dahlia: Mm. Well, have you happened to run this little edict by Katie? Because I highly doubt that she'll go along with it.
Simon: You see, you underestimate Katie. She's more than capable of seeing you for who you really are.
Dahlia: You have no idea who I really am, Simon. But you will.
Simon: Fine. Whatever you think. It's time for you to leave.
Dahlia: Not until you answer one question.
Simon: And what's that?
Dahlia: Do you intend to do the same thing to Katie that you did to your late wife, Monique?
Kathy: I think we've got just about everything. Thank you so much for your time.
Katie: Wait. The interview's over? I have so much more I need to tell you.
Kathy: About the tape?
Katie: About me.
Kathy: If I need any more information, I will call you, okay?
Katie: Okay. Anytime.
Kathy: And I wanna also assure you that this article is going to focus on you and not your husband.
Katie: Of course. Why wouldn't it?
Kathy: With someone like Simon even in the background, the temptation is to go for the sensational. And "Self" magazine has a very strict policy about not exploiting people.
Katie: Wait. I don't think I'm quite understanding you.
Kathy: All I'm saying is I will keep all mentions of Simon to a minimum. In fact, I'm not even gonna mention his history.
Katie: His history -- why would anyone care about that?
Kathy: I've done my research, Katie. I know that Simon was under suspicion for killing his third wife, Monique Ferreira. Wasn't that her name?
Announcer: Sorry for the delay, ladies and gentlemen.
Flight 412 is now ready for boarding.
Jack: Hang on, Carly. I'm on my way. Yes, I just wanted to make sure. I have two tickets for the way home, one for me and one for Carly Tenney.
Ticket agent: Yep, you're all set, Detective Snyder. Checked straight through to Brussels.
Jack: Thank you.
[With Belgian accent]
Hilda: You were right, darling. Detective Snyder has booked a flight to New York. With a connection to Brussels.
Dr. Weston: All right, Hilda. You -- you keep an eye on him. I will get things ready on this end.