ATWT Transcript Monday 4/1/02

As The World Turns Transcript Monday 4/1/02

By Linda
Proofread by Ebele

Katie: Let her go, Simon. You're hurting her!

Simon: Hurting her? I barely even touched her!

Isaac: Come on, man. Take a breath. Take a breath.

Dahlia: Oh, God, keep him away from me!

Katie: What is wrong with you?

Simon: She knows exactly what she's doing! I just came here to stop her!

Isaac: Easy, easy.

Dahlia: Did you see what he did to me? Somebody call the Police.

Katie: No, no! We can handle this ourselves, all right?

Dahlia: This is what I have been warning you about, Katie. Your husband is dangerous. He hurts people!

Simon: Look, Katie knows me. All right? You're the one she should be warned about! She's trying to destroy our marriage, Katie. I'm not going to let her do it.

Dahlia: Destroy you? What? By throwing a party in your honor? Obviously, the man is deranged!

Simon: Listen, that speech that she just said, okay, it was all from me. They were my words, not hers.

Katie: What?

Simon: This speech that she -- they were word for word what I said to Monique when we got married. She must have found an old wedding album or something.

Katie: Is that true?

Dahlia: What do you think? The problem is that he doesn't like hearing nice things about you. It infuriates him that you're successful and he's not.

Simon: No, that is not true, Katie. I could not be more proud of you.

Dahlia: Well, if he's so proud of you, then why is he destroying the biggest night of your life? Go ahead, Katie. Ask him.

Rose: Wait. We got to take a deep breath here. Deep breath. No, no, no, no. We got to get a few things straight first. Please, please.

Paul: All right. Fine. I'd much rather talk now anyway.

Rose: Why are you doing that, jumping me like that, like a pelican going for a fish?

Paul: Because I'm trying to snap you out of this obsession with the way you look. It doesn't matter to me.

Rose: I know it doesn't. And you made that perfectly clear. And I appreciate you so much.

Paul: I loved you when you were stolen away from me, and I love you now. Your face may have changed --

Rose: "May have changed"? It has changed.

Paul: All right, that's true. It has. But I still find you as kissable as ever.

Rose: You're not making this any easier.

Paul: What needs to be made easier?

Rose: What's going on, what's happening to my face -- this aging thing, whatever it is. I got like a million questions that I don't have any answers.

Paul: It doesn't -- I understand. Okay? And -- and I will help you through it in any way I can.

Rose: You want to help me? Then be my friend.

Paul: Friend?

Rose: Yes, I'm -- that's all I can really handle right now -- a friend, nothing else.

Paul: I'm sorry, Rose. I just can't do that.

Craig: John, who does the nefarious Dr. Weston turn out to be?

John: His name is Townes, George Townes. He is a doctor, but he's a disgrace to the profession.

Craig: Townes. That was one of the possibilities I came up with when Hal said his name was an anagram.

John: Well, you were right. Soon as we locked in on the name Townes, a computer search kicked out some results in pretty short order.

Barbara: Why is he using an alias? What has he done?

John: Well, let me tell you. Townes -- George Townes. All right. "He's born in Austria. He immigrated to the United States in the early '70s. Began research on the science of aging, which slowly began to dominate his practice. He worked at a number of research facilities developing various theories as to why we get old."

Craig: The '70s? Lifelong interest.

John: More like an obsession. "His methods were routinely condemned by his colleagues, but Townes refuses to back off."

Barbara: Methods such as?

John: Oh, "oddball chemical injections, drinks made from poisonous plants." Ethics don't seem to be a concern for this guy, do they? "If people got hurt or sick, he dropped them from the study."

Craig: Anybody die?

John: More than a few. Says that Townes has avoided autopsies because the bodies were -- hold this, are you sure you want to hear this?

Craig: Yes.

John: "Shriveled, shrunken, almost unrecognizable as humans."

John: It's all right, Barbara. Could you get a glass of water or something? Take it easy. Take it easy.

Jack: That's it. That's the spa. I told you it wasn't too late, Carly. Hang on there, I'm coming.

Paul: I am your friend, Rose. I've made that completely clear. But to expect me to be just your friend, I can't. I can't do that. And honestly, I don't see why I should.

Rose: 'Cause I've changed, I'm different.

Paul: What do you mean? What do you mean?

Rose: Not just my face. My body -- me.

Paul: I don't -- care.

Rose: I care. I know you don't want to hear this, baby, but people -- the way we look affects how we feel. You're beautiful, you're cute. Life is your ashtray. But, when you don't have that, there's a million feelings going through your head. And you don't know who you're gonna be from one minute to the next.

Paul: So there's a period of adjustment. You know, I'm willing to live with that, no matter how long it takes.

Rose: Now, see, see, that's -- you're willing to live with. I don't want to be something that you're willing to live with or something you have to deal with. I don't need a hero, Paul.

Paul: I'm not trying to be a hero.

Rose: If somebody hears about this -- these people out there, they're going to be voting you the most sensitive guy on the planet.

Paul: No, that's not what's going on here. I got it.

Rose: What?

Paul: You've stopped trusting me.

Simon: Katie, please, get rid of her, for us. Just toss her out!

Dahlia: I'm not trying to hurt you, Katie.

Katie: Please -- stop it, both of you! I can't believe I am being forced to make a decision here. But if that's the way it has to be -- Dahlia, I'm going to need you to leave.

Dahlia: You're sticking with him after everything you know?

Simon: That's right, Dahlia. Go back and crawl back under that rock from where you came.

Dahlia: You are making the biggest mistake of your life. Once that money starts rolling in, this man will do everything to get it. He'll kill you, Katie. Don't you understand?!

Simon: I never --

Dahlia: Just like he killed my sister!

Simon: -- Killed anyone! But, Dahlia, if you keep this up, you will be the first.

Isaac: Okay, pal, why don't we get that cup of coffee?

Simon: What for?

Isaac: Because of the aroma, the flavor, all that fun stuff. That will also give Dahlia and Katie a chance to say good-bye.

Dahlia: You know that I was leaving town tonight anyway. But to be dismissed in front of all these people, I -- I thought you had more feeling for me than that.

Katie: I appreciate everything you've done for me. You believed in me -- or at least I thought you did. And doing that video was probably the most fun I've had in a long time. But you couldn't leave it at that. You had to hit on my husband. You had to bring up stories from his past --

Dahlia: They're not stories. He got away with murder. It's a documented fact. And you are in serious jeopardy.

Katie: Look, I am sorry that you lost your sister. I can't even imagine what that would be like. And I'm sure you miss her. But I had nothing to do with that. And I'm not going to let you ruin my marriage because of it.

Dahlia: You are a very talented young woman, and you have a very large and generous spirit. But you are also very naive. And that is a dangerous combination.

Katie: Are you going to be involved in the video anymore?

Dahlia: I will have someone from the production company get in touch with you. He'll be your contact from this point on.

Katie: Great. Thanks.

Dahlia: You're on your own now, Katie. And God help you.

Katie: All right, everyone, I guess that means that the party's over. So thank you so much for coming, and stay pumped. Are you all right?

Simon: Yeah, yeah.

Katie: How much did you have to drink tonight?

Simon: A bit -- more than usual.

Katie: I've never seen you like that. You really scared me.

Simon: Well, that's exactly what Dahlia wanted, right?

Katie: No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant I'm worried about you, like a wife worries about her husband.

Simon: Hey, I'll be fine. Things'll get better now that Dahlia is out of the picture.

Katie: I'm sorry, Simon, but you can't blame everything that happened tonight on Dahlia. Something is eating away at you, and I want to know what it is.

John: Here, drink this. Take it easy, not too much.

Barbara: If I had known when I asked James to get those women out of my life that they'd wind up with some lunatic doctor who could kill them at any moment.

John: You didn't know that. You didn't know that.

Barbara: But I set it all in motion.

Craig: Thank you for sharing, Barbara.

Barbara: You think that I don't care about --

Craig: No, actually, I don't think about you at all. But if you think I'm going to give you any sympathy because you've decided that maybe you've made a mistake.

John: Craig, knock it off. You don't know how she feels, you've never have known.

Craig: Oh, yes, I do. But more about this Weston.

John: I told Margo. She's going to use all her contacts to try to track the guy down.

Craig: Well, Margo's contacts have yielded nothing. Anybody thought about calling Jack, let him know what he's up against?

John: I don't know!

Craig: Then why am I the only one to think of these things?

John: You're calling him now? He's in Europe.

Craig: Jack's a boy scout, John. He's prepared for anything.

[Cell phone rings]

[Jack whispers]

Jack: Who is this?

Craig: Jack! How you doing, partner? How's it going over there?

Jack: I can't talk right now, Craig.

Craig: Why? What's wrong?

Jack: I'm at the spa. It's exactly the way Rose described.

Craig: He's in the spa. Have you seen Carly?

Jack: I just got here. I'm trying to avoid some truckers I hitched a ride with.

Craig: Well, listen, now this guy Weston, his real name is George Townes. He's kind of a mad scientist, so be careful. He's killed a lot of people.

Jack: How do you find that out?

Craig: Dixon's been doing some research.

Jack: Whose idea was it to call me, Craig?

Craig: It was mine, Jack.

Jack: Well, that much I figured out.

Craig: Because I care about your welfare.

Jack: Because I'm your best shot at getting Carly home.

[Voices heard in the distance] I've got to move.


Barbara: Craig, what's happening?

Craig: There were some shots, and I -- Jack?! Jack?! Jack, can you hear me? Jack, are you all right?! There were shots. I lost him.

Rose: This is not about trust. I know how much you missed me, how much you wanted me back, how hard you worked to get me home.

Paul: No, it is about trust. If I hadn't have -- if I'd believed you when you told me about Vince O'Malley, none of this would have happened.

Rose: What are you talking about? How do you know that? You can't talk about what could've, what would've. At this point, it doesn't matter. Look. Listen.

[Rose sighs] all I'm saying is that I've been through a lot. And I need a friend. That's all I can handle right now.

Paul: So I'm on trial.

Rose: No. No.

Paul: Then what is it?

Rose: It's like -- think of it as a re-entry period. Like, you know, the astronauts. You know? They go into space, and then they come back, and they have to get adjusted to their lives, adjusted to the atmosphere.

Paul: It's gonna be a tough thing to live with, Rose. I mean, I -- I mean, not the fact that you have to adjust, but during this time I'm gonna have to be just your friend?

Rose: If you want to say good-bye now, then I understand.

Paul: No, no, no. I don't. No. It's just, after all this time, I've missed you, and I want to be with you.

Rose: I know, I know. And I -- maybe I can explain it a little bit better. If we make love right now, there is no doubt in my mind that it will be amazing. But the way my mind is right now, I don't know if I'd see it that way. You'd be wonderful and sexy and all the great things that you are. And I'd be wondering if you were just being nice to me because you were feeling sorry for me. And I'd hear one thing, you're saying another. It just would not be good for both of us.

Paul: Friends?

Rose: Friends.

Simon: Nothing else is bothering me, okay? Whatever problems we were having was caused by Dahlia.

Katie: Yeah, Dahlia was most of it. And I'm very glad she's out of our lives finally. But that still doesn't explain what happened here tonight.

Simon: She knew how to get to me. When I heard that toast, I just -- I lost control.

Katie: Yeah, I know. That's what I'm talking about. You lost it. I have never seen you like that before.

Simon: I don't know. I don't know. You know, I haven't been sleeping properly lately. Maybe it's finally catching up with me.

Katie: Oh, great. So you turn my party into a free-for-all, you embarrass me, maybe ruin my chances for success, and that's all I get? "Haven't been sleeping right"?

Simon: I'm sorry, Katie. Look, I know how important tonight was for you. And I'm sorry.

Katie: It was. But you know what's more important to me is that you and I be honest with each other.

Simon: I've tried to answer your questions as best as I can, all right? If that's not good enough for you, then --

Katie: Then what?

Simon: Then I'll leave. You know, maybe your night will get better from here on.

Katie: Wait. Simon, wait. Don't leave. Talk to me.

Simon: I think I've said and done enough for one night, Katie. I'll see you later.

Katie: Simon!

Lucy: Are you okay?

Katie: Yeah. Fine. I guess it's just married people arguing stuff. It's all part of the contract, right?

Margo: Hi, hi! I'm sorry I'm late. Wow. Looks like the party's over. I thought this would be going on for hours.

Katie: Yeah, so did I.

Margo: What's the matter, honey?

Katie: Nothing. Simon.

Margo: What? Is he hurt? What happened?

Katie: No, no. He's just -- he's always questioning me what I'm doing, and then he won't explain to me what he's doing. Something's happened to him, Margo. And I don't know what to do about it.

Jack: Carly! Emily, you there? Where are they? Hmm?

Trucker #1: I already told you, monsieur. We don't know.

Jack: No? Someone tipped them off I was coming. Was it you?

Trucker #1: No.

Jack: No? Tell me the truth, or I swear to God, I will pull this trigger!

Trucker #1: It wasn't us. I swear it!

Jack: Then who was it?!

Trucker #1: I don't -- I have no idea.

[Cell phone ringing]

Jack: Hello?

Craig: Jack, is that you? I heard gunshots.

Jack: Yes, it's me, Craig. I'm fine.

Craig: He's all right. So what happened?

Jack: I was fired on by those truckers I told you about. Luckily, they were lousy shots.

Craig: Were are they now?

Jack: Don't worry. They're under control.

Craig: Now, are you still in the spa? Did anybody else hear the shots?

Jack: I only wish. Only problem is, Craig, the place is deserted. There's not another living soul around.

Craig: Are you sure you're at the right spa?

Jack: Craig, this has to be it. Otherwise, what would the truckers be doing here? I found them at the graveyard where the bodies from the spa were being sent. It can't be a coincidence that they just came straight back here. But they were just as surprised as I am to find this place deserted.

Craig: Where'd they go?

Jack: My best guess? Someone tipped them off I was coming. They cleared it out before I got here.

Craig: Tipped off? By whom?

Jack: A woman followed me from Oakdale. She worked for Weston. She knew I was coming here.

Craig: Jack, how could someone know what you were doing?

Jack: I'm not sure. It is possible, however, that there is a leak somewhere in Oakdale.

Carly: Jack?


Jack: Hang on.

Carly: Jack, I need you.

Jack: I got to go.

Carly: Help me, Jack. Please.

Jack: Carly? Carly, is that you?

Barbara: Craig, what happened?

Craig: The connection was broke.

Barbara: Do you think that he's --

Craig: No. He had to go. Excuse me.

John: What did he say about the spa?

Craig: He said it was deserted. But he thinks that somebody tipped them off he was coming.

John: Somebody tipped them off? Who could that -- it could only be somebody here in Oakdale. Who is it?

Craig: Exactly.

John: Hey, wait a minute. Where are you going?

Craig: I'm going to go confront the rat who's been sabotaging this investigation.

John: Yeah, and who's that?

Barbara: He doesn't know. He's just grandstanding to make himself look important.

Craig: No, Barbara, I am important. Because, if I'm right, Carly and Emily are coming back tomorrow.

Carly: Help me, Jack. Please. Hurry.

Carly: Help. Please. Hurry, Jack. I need you.

Paul: Rose --

Rose: No, don't.

Paul: Hey -- friends can hug, right? Happens all the time. Friends hug.

Rose: Feels good.

Paul: Right? Yeah, feels great. Could do this all day.

[Doorbell rings]

Rose: Did you hear that?

Paul: No.

[Doorbell rings]

Rose: You looking for Paul?

Barbara: Actually, I wanted to see you, Rose.

Rose: Sure. Come in.

Barbara: Paul, I didn't know that you were here. Rose, I have some news for you. News for both of you.

Rose: Ah, your kind of news? I don't know if I want to hear it.

Barbara: Listen to me, please. We contacted Jack. He found the spa where you were being held.

Rose: Carly and Emily? Tell me he found them? He's bringing them home?

Barbara: The spa was abandoned. He didn't find them.

Rose: Nobody? There was nobody there? That's impossible! How can that be?

Barbara: Evidently, the man who ran the spa was tipped off that Jack was arriving. That's all I know.

Rose: Think he -- he would do that. He would kill Carly and Emily because he doesn't care about people's lives, that guy.

Paul: Don't do this to yourself, okay? I mean, for all we know, Dr. Weston left and didn't deal with the patients at all. Okay? He saves himself, and they're on their own.

Rose: That's really a wonderful dream, but that guy would not leave a loose end. He's -- they're gone. They're gone. I just know it!

Barbara: Not necessarily. I think maybe Paul has a point here.

Rose: If you're messing with me, Barbara, I swear --

Barbara: No, listen to me. Please listen to me. Like Paul said, maybe they had to get out of there really fast. Now, if Carly and Emily were dead, wouldn't they have been left behind?

Katie: Remember my supposed friend Dahlia?

Margo: Yeah, the woman who produced your video.

Katie: Right. Turns out that she is the sister to one of Simon's ex-wives.

Margo: I'm not gonna like this story, am I?

Katie: No. She gave us problems right from the start, for Simon and me. And tonight, she gave a toast. Turned out that the words to the toast were the same words that Simon said to her sister when they got married.

Margo: Ooh. I'm assuming Simon didn't appreciate that reference.

Katie: No. He threw a drink in her face, lunged at her, grabbed for her. If Isaac hadn't held him back, I don't know what he would've done.

Margo: All right, well, he got mad, and he lashed out. I'm not condoning his behavior. I just don't think that that necessarily means that there's something wrong with him.

Katie: Yeah, no, I know. It's just that he -- he's had plenty of time to cool down, and he's just not himself. In fact, he hasn't been himself for a really long time.

Margo: Katie, you've been asking him all along what's bothering him?

Katie: Of course, yeah.

Margo: And he usually says, nothing?

Katie: Yeah, it's like -- it's like he has this wall up around him, and he won't let anyone through.

Margo: Mm-hmm. And how long has this been going on?

Katie: Weeks.

Margo: Would you describe his behavior?

Katie: It's like he's tense, you know? And quiet. Like, you know, he has something in the back of his head, and he won't let it out.

Margo: All right. I know what's bothering him.

Katie: You do?

Margo: Yes, and I'm sorry, but I'm afraid it's my fault.

Dahlia: Need a hand?

Simon: Get out.

Dahlia: Oh. I'm sorry. I forgot. You work alone.

Simon: How'd you know I was here?

Dahlia: Well, I waited in the parking lot and then followed you. I figured you wouldn't last very much longer at that party.

Simon: Well, you really outdid yourself tonight, didn't you? Using my toast to Monique as a toast to Katie -- sick.

Dahlia: I'm glad you appreciated it.

Simon: I think Monique would've liked it, though. She was obviously the classier of the sisters.

Dahlia: You didn't know her. You used her, and then you destroyed her.

Simon: That is all in your sick, twisted little mind, Dahlia. Guilty I am of a lot of things -- murder? Nah. That's not my style.

Dahlia: You know what? You can't fool me. I know what you did, and I'll never let you forget it.

Simon: Think what you want. Do what you want. But Katie will never believe you, and that's what counts.

Dahlia: You know what? It's just so interesting. After all your marriages, you still don't know anything about women.

Simon: No, probably not. I do know a diseased woman when I see her, though.

Dahlia: You know what? Women want to think the best of their man. They want him to be kind and noble. And they'll do anything to protect that image. Until a tiny little seed of doubt is planted. And then, little by little, it all starts falling apart. See, she doesn't realize it yet, but Katie has already started to doubt you. And, soon, it will get worse. She'll start questioning everything you say, wanting an explanation for everything you do. You see, your marriage is contaminated, Simon. And soon it will be so toxic --

Simon: Shut up! And get out before I toss you out!

Dahlia: There it is! There's the Simon that I wanted to see. I want the whole world to see this Simon. A lying, thieving, murdering parasite!

Craig: Hello, James. Sorry I wasn't able to come by sooner. I've been meaning to pay my respects for some time now. You think I'm kidding? You've accomplished an awful lot here, James. Put Hal off his rocker. Tied up the Police department for months. Sent Jack Snyder on a tour of empty European spas. You've got Barbara desperately trying to redeem herself. And a woman I love is either a prisoner or murdered. Impressive, James. You really know how to lay waste to a community. But there's one thing that bothers me, James. How are you able to stay so far ahead of everyone while lying here like an overcooked piece of broccoli? Got any answers for that, Mr. Vegetable man? Hmm? Okay, let's try this. You're not in a coma. You're faking it and lying here, running your operation from your bed. Does that make sense to you, James? Well, it does to me. Now let's prove it.

Barbara: Listen to the facts, all right? If the spa was empty, doesn't it make more sense that they're still alive?

Rose: You're only saying that to ease your stinking conscience.

Barbara: No, I'm just trying to explain what I believe --

Paul: All right, you've delivered your message. You can leave at any time, mom.

Rose: You ever have those nightmares that when you wake up you hope that things are gonna be better but they're only worse?

Paul: Yeah.

Rose: That's this nightmare here right now. I feel like it's getting worse and --

Paul: It is a nightmare, but you're not going through this alone.

[Rose sobbing]

Paul: It's okay. It's okay.

Rose: No. Rose D'Angelo, do not fall apart, I'm telling you.

Paul: I know you don't. You're the bravest person I've ever met.

Barbara: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come.

Rose: No. It's good that you came here. You had news to tell us, and I'm glad you told us.

Barbara: I'm sure you despise me, Rose. And I don't blame you. But I just want you to know, if there's anything you need, I'd like to help you.

Rose: You want to help me? How are you gonna help me?

Barbara: Money, medical care, errands -- whatever you want. If you need something, just give me a chance.

Katie: I don't understand this. How could Simon act so crazy?

Margo: Because Simon was doing some work for the Police department.

Katie: Yeah, I know. He told me. But it didn't seem like such a big deal.

Margo: Well, it was. In fact, I deputized him.

Katie: Officially?

Margo: And secretly.

Katie: Why?

Margo: Because Hal was missing. And Jack was kidnapped by his ex-wife. And I needed help. I needed someone that I could count on to keep a clear head in some very tricky situations.

Katie: Was he ever in danger?

Margo: Yes, he was. He saved Jack's life. And he helped me to keep Hal from hurting himself. He came through for us at every turn.

Katie: What, am I supposed to be proud?

Margo: Well, yes, you should be.

Katie: Well, I can't be, knowing that that's what changed him.

Margo: Katie, Police work is hard. You know that. It takes an emotional toll on everyone that's involved. And your husband -- he came through very well for us. But I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to hurt you in any way.

Katie: I just wish Simon could have told me the truth. And it makes me feel really weird that you encouraged him to keep secrets from me.

Margo: No. I ordered him to.

Katie: Is that really necessary?

Margo: Yes, it was, Katie, to protect you from yourself. I was afraid that if you got too involved, you'd -- you'd end up getting hurt.

Katie: Oh, come on, have a little faith in me. I'm not some little kid who can't handle the truth.

Margo: No, you're not. But, Katie, you do have a tendency to leap into situations before you know what's going on. And the job, I couldn't chance that.

Katie: All right, what if the roles were reversed? What if it was Tom who was in danger, and I didn't share that with you?

Margo: I'm sorry. I had my reasons.

Katie: To put my husband's life in danger? To stress him out beyond belief so I don't even recognize him anymore? Those don't sound like good reasons to me.

Margo: Sorry you feel that way.

Katie: But not sorry you did it. All right, I got to go find Simon now and tell him everything's okay.

Simon: I am not what's wrong in your life, Dahlia. You -- you are what's very, very wrong. I suggest you get help before you do something you will really regret.

Dahlia: Well, you know what? I do need help. Help getting revenge for what you did to my sister. You see, that's why I'm here. That's why I made your little Katie into a star.

Simon: What are you talking about?

Dahlia: You see, those videos are gonna make her into a rich woman. And when that day comes, you're gonna say to yourself what you always say -- "if something happens to my wife, I get all that money."

Simon: Oh, it's confirmed. You're insane.

Dahlia: You know what? You won't be able to help yourself. She'll start getting on your nerves, asking one too many questions. And then you're gonna -- you're gonna know exactly what you have to do. See, this time, though, you're gonna try to make it look like an accident. You know, like you always do. Like you did with Monique. But this time, it will be different. Because I will be watching you. And, finally, you will get what you deserve.

Simon: Well, I actually feel really sorry for you. You're a lot sicker than I thought.

Dahlia: Oh, yeah, I'm the sick one in this room. By the way, I'm gonna mail these to Katie as soon as I get back to Chicago.

Simon: What are they? Love letters?

Dahlia: Actually, it's the complete account of your arrest for my sister's murder, your silly little alibis, your evasive answers. I'm sure that your next victim will enjoy reading them.

Simon: Give me those!

Dahlia: I don't think so!

Simon: I will not have you upsetting Katie with this trash!

Dahlia: Really? Respected journalists, Simon. And everyone of them thought you did it.

Simon: I am warning you --

Dahlia: Oh, you're warning me? Really? Just like you did to Monique? Kate is gonna know the truth about you. The whole world is gonna know the truth.

Simon: Dahlia!

Simon: Dahlia!

Barbara: I know I've hurt you both. But I promise you, I will do whatever I can to make it up to you.

Rose: It's too late to switch sides, Barbara.

Barbara: I -- I'm sorry. Paul --

Paul: Go home.

Rose: As a friend, you're not half bad.

Paul: I will be whatever you need me to be -- always.

Dupree: Inspector Dupree.

Jack: Inspector Dupree, it's Jack Snyder. I'm at the spa. Look, there's nobody here.

Dupree: But where have they gone?

Jack: That's what I'm trying to figure out. Listen, I could be in Brussels in a couple of hours. If you don't mind, I'd like to interrogate that woman that you arrested in the graveyard. There's a few more things I need to ask her.

Dupree: I'm sorry, but that won't be possible.

Jack: She might know something about where these people went, inspector. Right now, she's the only lead I've got.

Dupree: The prisoner is dead. She had a cyanide tablet. She died in her cell.

Detective? Are you there?

[Monitors beeping]

Craig: Know what I have in my hand right now, James? Of course you do. A cigar smoker like you. Now, if you are in a coma, you'll just lose a little flesh. But if you're not -- and I think we know you're not -- you'll be moving again pretty soon. Ah. Feel anything, James? Not yet? We've got time.

Katie: Simon? Are you here? Simon!

[Katie sighs]

Simon: Hey there.

Katie: Hey.

Simon: You know, you just can't come in here and start folding blankets. That kind of behavior got goldilocks in a whole lot of trouble.

Katie: Yeah, well, I am going to be living here, so I want the place to look nice.

Simon: Are you all right?

Katie: Yeah. You?

Simon: Fine. Well, except for making a fool of myself and ruining your party.

Katie: No, no, don't, Simon, please. Please, don't apologize. I talked to Margo.

Simon: About what?

Katie: About you and what you've been doing. How you've been risking your life with the Police department.

Simon: It's nothing.

Katie: I feel terrible. All that pressure, and you couldn't even talk to me about it.

Simon: I really wanted to tell you, Katie. But I had no choice, you know?

Katie: I know. I understand now. And I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I didn't know. And I'm so sorry that I couldn't help you with that. Oh, your heart is pounding. Where have you been?

Simon: Well, Dahlia was here. I -- I ran after her, chased her back to her car.

Katie: What did she want?

Simon: To antagonize me for the last time.

Katie: What did she say?

Simon: You don't want to know. In fact, I'm pretty glad you didn't hear what she had to say. She's out of her skull, that woman.

Katie: Yeah, and she's out of our lives now, okay? So why are we even talking about her?

Simon: We're not. We're not. She can't hurt us anymore, Katie. It's over.


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