ATWT TranscriptThursday 4/4/02


As the World Turns Transcript Thursday 4/4/02

By Linda
Proofread by Ebele

Brandy: What kind of "favor" are you talking about, big guy? Last time I was here, you didn't seem interested.

Craig: I wasn't. But there is something else you can do for me -- something that doesn't require physical contact.

Brandy: Oh, right. What's in it for me?

Craig: Payback.

Brandy: For what?

Craig: You needed to escape from the Police. I offered you shelter.

[Brandy laughs]

Brandy: Yeah, you also turned me over to your sister, you know, the cop.

Craig: Circumstances beyond my control, but my sympathies were with you and still are.

Brandy: Ah. Sorry, I'm busy.

Craig: How 'bout cash?

Brandy: How much?

Craig: $500.

Brandy: Now, a player like you can afford more than that.

Craig: $750.

Brandy: $1,000.

Craig: Done.

Brandy: Hey, that was fun.

Craig: That's why I did it. Now, here. Put this on.

Brandy: Oh, I thought you said we weren't doing anything crazy.

Craig: It's not lingerie, Brandy. Just do it.

Brandy: Yes, sir.

Lucy: Hi. I'm Lucy.

Brandy: There's two of us? How many girls do you need?

Bonnie: Ian's journal is for his eyes only. I will not violate his privacy.

Billy: Are you sure about that?

Bonnie: Yes.

Billy: Then can we please go get something to eat, because I'm starving.

Bonnie: Right, right. You did say you could eat a sheep, didn't you?

Billy: Yeah, whatever.

Bonnie: So, how about some haggis?

Billy: Haggis? What's that?

Bonnie: Sheep innards -- cooked.

Billy: Gosh, man, what ever happened to chicken and shrimp?

Bonnie: Come on, the dining area is this way.

Billy: All right.

Bonnie: Oh, wait. I told my mother I would call her before she went for work. I don't want her to worry, Billy. You better go ahead without me.

Billy: Okay. Wait, it is --

Bonnie: Down, make a left at the main hall and make a right past the boar's head.

Billy: Gotcha. I'll remember that. See ya.

Bonnie: No. No. It is the journal of an official representative of Her Majesty the Queen. It can contain vital information, Bonnie. On the other hand, it could contain vital Bonnie information. Ah!

Billy: What happened? You forgot your mom's phone number?

Simon: I'm sorry, honey, but I don't need to hide anything from Margo. She's gonna find out the whole story sooner or later.

Katie: Yeah, well, I kind of already filled her in.

Simon: All right. I got loaded, I lost my cool. I lunged at Dahlia, threw a drink in her face. If it wasn't for Katie --

Katie: You were upset.

Simon: Yeah, I was upset.

Katie: Everybody gets that way. You understand, right?

Margo: Right.

Katie: See? She understands. So stop acting like that you're guilty of some crime or something.

Simon: I'm not. I'm just being cooperative. So what else do you want to know?

Margo: Well, Katie gave me sort of a general idea of what happened between you and Dahlia. But if you could fill me in on some details.

Simon: Yeah. Why?

Margo: Dahlia's car was found abandoned.

Simon: Oh.

Katie: So she had car trouble.

Margo: The door was open, the keys were missing. Her purse was there, and no one's heard from her since.

Simon: Okay. So where do you want me to start?

Margo: It's your choice.

Simon: Well, how about when I threatened to kill her?

Molly: Oh, you must be really proud of yourself.

Mary: Well, seeing justice done should make us all happy.

Molly: Jake, I need to be in there.

Jake: What, so you can confront Mary? That'd be a bad idea.

Molly: No, so that Abigail can see that I'm okay so she doesn't worry about me.

Jake: The best thing you can do for Abigail right now is not be in there when the judge calls for a recess.

Molly: Jake, I'm not hiding anything about my testimony. If the press has questions, I'm gonna answer them.

Jake: You and I both know reporters. Killer bees have more sensitivity.

Kim: Oh, Molly, did you finish your testimony?

Molly: Not yet.

Kim: How's it going?

Jake: She'll fill you in on that later. I think there's a conference room down there, it's empty. Lock yourself in there, and don't come out until I come for you.

Molly: You'll come for me when the killer bees are gone?

Jake: Three buzzes, you'll know it's me. Bye.

Kim: What's going on? Why is she hiding from the press?

Jake: Miss Assistant District Attorney got Molly to admit the only reason she confessed to Nick's murder is because she thought Abigail did it.

Kim: Oh. Mary Mennihan was bragging to me that after what Molly testified, Abigail wouldn't have a chance. Now I know what she meant.

Judge: Court is in recess. We'll reconvene in ten minutes.

Bailiff: All rise.

Tom: Look, why don't you take a quick walk down the hall. Just stretch your legs. It'll keep you fresh for the next round of questioning.

Abigail: I'm just glad that Molly's finished with the hard part.

Adam: Well, you see, Molly is the prosecution's witness. And that means that Tom's gonna be able to question her again on a cross-examination.

Abigail: Yes, Tom is on Molly's side. I know.

Adam: Well, you see, the only thing is, the ADA is gonna be able to question Molly again as soon as Tom's finished.

Tom: It's call redirect.

Abigail: So Molly has to go through that again?

Tom: I'm afraid so.

Abigail: No, Tom. She can't. We have to protect her. You have to do something.

Tom: It was difficult for all of us to watch Molly go through that on the stand, but I have to question her, and there is no way around it. In fact, I only have five minutes to prep her for cross.

Holden: Tom, go ahead.

Tom: Thanks.

Holden: We'll wait here.

Abigail: Wait, I --

Holden: Listen, listen -- we knew that this could get ugly. But we have to --

Abigail: We are not on trial here, Holden! I am. And it's my defense, and I should get a say in it.

Adam: You know what? Maybe it's not gonna be as bad as you think. Redirect is only an option, so, I don't know. Maybe the ADA won't even decide to use it.

Abigail: Adam, I cannot take that chance. Molly has been in jail. She's chased me across the county. She's cried over me. She's worried over me. I will not have her go and be tortured again!

Holden: Would you do it for her?

Abigail: No.

Adam: I don't believe that.

Abigail: No, I'm not saying I wouldn't do it, because I would. But Molly wouldn't let me do it. She would argue. She would threaten. She'd tie me up in the stables if that's what it took. She would not let me get torn apart in public. And that's the same thing I'm gonna do for her. Molly's not testifying again. It stops right here.

Tom: I think you should head home, because there's no way the ADA is gonna wrap her case today.

Kim: Well, then you call me when you want me to testify, okay?

Tom: Well, of course I will.

Kim: All right, Tom.

Tom: Bye.

Kim: Bye.

Tom: Hey, how you feeling?

Molly: Okay.

Jake: I bought her a little solitude. I told my reporters I didn't know where she was.

Tom: Ah, good idea. Did that help? Will you excuse us?

Jake: Sure.

Tom: I know it was difficult for you to admit that you thought that Abigail had killed Nick. You don't still think that, do you?

Molly: Of course not.

Tom: Well, Mary Mennihan testified that she saw Abigail do it.

Molly: She's a liar.

Tom: Well, the prosecution bought that.

Molly: They're wrong.

Tom: Abigail still doesn't remember many specifics about that night. Has it ever occurred to you that she might be intentionally holding something back?

Molly: Never. I have never doubted my daughter's innocent, Tom. Not for one second.

Tom: Good. That total commitment, that righteous indignation -- you hold on to that for questioning.

Molly: Thank you.

Tom: It is mandatory that we keep Abigail's memory loss out of the proceedings all together. It's -- it'll hurt her credibility with the jury, and it won't help us if her memory comes back suddenly.

Molly: What if I'm forced to answer questions like what happened before?

Tom: Well, then you follow my lead. If I think you're in trouble, I'll object.

Molly: Okay. I think I need to go in there. I want Abigail to see me, see that I'm okay before we get started.

Jake: Hey, head up, shoulders back. A kiss for luck.

Holden: Molly can handle anything the assistant DA throws at her. Besides, the worst is already behind us.

Abigail: You don't know that for sure.

Holden: I know that Molly is smart and strong. And she would never forgive herself if she didn't do everything possible to try and keep you out of jail. You keep Molly off that stand now, and the Assistant DA is one step closer to a guilty verdict. She has to keep testifying, or you risk losing everything.

Abigail: You're right. Okay.

Bailiff: Court will come to order. All rise. Court recalls Molly McKinnon.

Tom: Everything okay?

Abigail: Yeah.

Bonnie: Is that your idea of humor? Slamming doors and frightening people?

Billy: If it's done right, yeah.

Bonnie: Do you notice I'm not laughing?

Billy: Oh, come on, Bonnie. You're just embarrassed 'cause I saw you snooping in the duke's diary.

Bonnie: I was not snooping.

Billy: Oh, so you were looking for book worms?

Bonnie: Obeying the will of the castle.

Billy: Say what?

Bonnie: Don't you see? Ian sent me a ticket to come here, and now he's off on a hunt. This is why the castle is presenting me with his journal.

Billy: Presenting you? It fell off the shelf.

Bonnie: Out of all the books on this shelf, and it is the only one that fell off. This is no coincidence, William. The castle is giving me permission to read it.

Billy: Miss Bonnie, it's a building.

Bonnie: There are a lot of spirits here, Billy. It's a very magical place.

Billy: Spirits? Yeah, right. Okay, look. Just, come on, keep on reading.

Bonnie: And, yet, perhaps I'm misinterpreting all the signs.

Billy: Here, do you want me to read it so you won't get in trouble?

Bonnie: No! No, it can contain personal information.

Billy: It's a diary. It usually does.

Bonnie: Never mind, I'll read it myself, and not because I want to -- but because the castle thinks it's best.

[Loud bang] what was that?

Billy: Oh, great, things are practically falling off the wall in this place.

Paddington: Exactly as I expected! Oh, this is indeed a joyous day.

Billy: Who's the chick?

Paddington: The great-great-great-grandmother of the duke. Rumor has it that the picture falls once every generation.

Billy: On this day? How come?

Paddington: The picture only falls on the appearance of the next duchess.

Simon: All right, look, it was an empty threat, okay, said in the heat of the moment. Just as she was about to leave, Dahlia pulls out these -- these newspaper articles about her sister's murder and my supposed part. She threatened to send them to Katie, and the thought of that just -- just drove me up the wall.

Katie: But I had already seen them.

Margo: All right, all right. Now you say "your supposed part in it." What exactly do you mean by that?

Simon: All right. The newspaper articles claimed that I married Monique for her money -- true. And that I had done it before. Hey, that's also true. But I had nothing to do with her death, all right, no matter how many reporters were clamoring for my head.

Margo: All right. Why don't you just tell me everything that happened after Dahlia threatened to show the papers to Katie?

Simon: All right. I asked her to give them to me. She refused. So I grabbed for them, and she ran.

Margo: And did you follow her?

Simon: Yeah, I did, but I never caught up to her. She made it to her car, and that's the last I ever saw of her.

Margo: Yeah, you and everybody else.

Katie: Just because Dahlia disappeared, doesn't mean that Simon had anything to do with it.

Margo: I didn't say that it did.

Katie: Margo, we are sisters. We're family. Simon has worked for you. He worked for your department --

Margo: Katie, I've got a job to do, and it entails asking questions. I didn't think I was going to enjoy it. I didn't say I'd formed any judgments here.

Simon: All right, listen, Margo, when you found the car, were the newspaper articles -- I don't know, on the seat in plain view where anyone could see them?

Margo: Most of them were. But some had, actually, blown out of the car by the time we got there.

Simon: All right. And does anything about that strike you as being suspicious?

Margo: No, not particularly. You?

Simon: Yeah. Well, knowing Dahlia, I'd say she's trying to set me up.

Molly: I confessed to killing Nick Scudder to protect Abigail. It was like watching my daughter fall from a very high place. And so, instinctively, I just reached out to catch her.

Tom: Like a mother lion protecting her cub?

Molly: Yes.

Tom: Then why recant? Why not stick to your story and let it play out?

Molly: Because when my brain started working again, I realized that if I kept up this lie, it would just hurt Abigail in the long run. So that's when I went to the Police, and I told them the truth.

Tom: Knowing that your daughter might become the prime suspect in Nick Scudder's murder?

Molly: Yes.

Tom: Why were you willing to take that risk?

Molly: Because -- because I know that she couldn't have done it. But, beyond that, Abigail insisted she wants the truth, as do I.

Tom: Thank you, Mrs. McKinnon. No further questions.

Evelyn: Redirect, your honor?

Judge: Proceed.

Katie: Simon's right. Dahlia is trying to set him up, and you can't let her get away with it.

Margo: Meaning?

Katie: Meaning ignore the whole thing. She is gonna wait for some huge investigation. When it doesn't happen, this will all go away.

Margo: Oh, Katie, that's not how it works.

Katie: Then how does it work?

Margo: I sit on Dahlia's car for 24 hours. If she shows up again, fine. If not, it becomes a missing persons case.

Katie: Yeah, and Simon becomes a suspect.

Margo: Well, given the circumstances of last night, I can't very well just let him go. I have to bring him in for some sort of formal questioning.

Simon: All right, that's fine. Okay. Thanks. Thanks, Margo.

Margo: Listen, Katie, I just --

Katie: You know, we're done here.

Margo: All right, great. We're done. If that's the way you want to do it, fine. I'll talk to you later.

Katie: "Thanks, Margo"? What was that?

Simon: Yeah, well, for keeping me informed. I don't know. For letting us know what's going on.

Katie: For accusing you of murder.

Simon: She didn't do that, all right? And she's not going to.

Katie: My own sister -- oh, if I had something on Tom.

Simon: Listen, listen. Dahlia can set me up all she likes, all right? But she's not gonna succeed, because I am innocent. You believe that I'm innocent, right?

Katie: Yeah, of course.

Simon: Then that's all that matters.

Katie: That is so easy for you to say. 'Cause you're not the one who's gonna be having to look at you through a window with a phone attached to it. "Put your hand up to the glass, Simon. Let me feel the warmth."

Simon: Oh, come on.

Katie: It makes me crazy. I can't even think about it.

Simon: It's not gonna happen. Listen, you know what we should do right now, honey?

Katie: What?

Simon: We should go to the cottage, back to our home, all right? This will all be over so soon.

Katie: Will it?

Simon: Yes, I promise. Okay? Let's get out of here.

Katie: Okay.

Lisa: Something on your mind?

Isaac: Some guys have all the luck.

Bonnie: Oh, it's spectacular.

Paddington: May I?

Bonnie: Oh, I couldn't.

Paddington: Oh, you must. And now the scepter -- magnificent.

Billy: Sweet. It looks like something out of "Star Wars."

Bonnie: Do you mind? But I really shouldn't be wearing this, Paddington. Not unless I believe I'm going to be the next duchess. And I have no reason to believe that for the moment.

Paddington: I'm sure Her Grace thinks otherwise.

Bonnie: I have a confession to make. I was holding the duke's personal journal in my hand and was about to open it. I'm sure that's why Her Grace fell.

Paddington: On the contrary. I'm sure Her Grace would want you to read everything that would make you want to stay here longer.

Billy: Hey, Paddy, can I ask you a question? How come you know about all this stuff?

Paddington: The name is Paddington.

Billy: Oh, yeah, I know. I just can't call you that.

Paddington: Why not? Too many syllables?

Billy: No, it's just I -- I had a bear with the same name. So if I call you Paddington, I'll be, you know, dragging you around by one arm.

Bonnie: Pay him no mind, Paddington. I'm sure all this traveling has left a small lesion on his brain.

Billy: Me? You guys are the ones discussing what a painting wants you to do next.

Paddington: I have other duties that I need to carry on with then. It's so good to have you back, Miss Bonnie. This place has not been a happy place since your departure.

Bonnie: Oh, thank you.

[Bonnie sighs]

Billy: You were just being nice to him, right? Oh, no, you can't be buying all this.

Bonnie: Can't I?

Craig: Brandy, Lucy's my daughter. Can we have a moment, please?

Brandy: Oh, yeah, sure. Can't wait to see what you bought me.

Lucy: I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were entertaining.

Craig: Brandy is a business acquaintance. All that heaving and sighing is her way of trying to get attention.

Lucy: You don't owe me any explanations.

Craig: Yes, well, and unfortunately I don't have time for any. So, can you bear with me a little while?

Lucy: Okay. Well, I guess I'll just do my homework in the lobby.

Craig: Lucy -- I don't really like asking you this. But I'm going to be gone a lot over the next couple of days. We're working on trying to find Carly. So I was wondering if --

Lucy: If I could stay at my grandmother's?

Craig: Yes. That way, I can do my business and not have to worry about you.

Lucy: Sure, dad. Whatever you need. Hey, I'll call Fenwick from downstairs.

Craig: Yes. Don't you need anything else? Do you have everything you need?

Lucy: Well, I have just as many clothes at grandmother's as I do here.

Craig: Okay.

Lucy: Call me, okay?

Craig: Now you know I wouldn't do this unless it was absolutely necessary, right?

Lucy: I know.

Craig: Yeah.

Brandy: Very creative, Craig. What, you want to play doctor?

Craig: We're not playing anything. This is serious, and I expect you to act serious.

Brandy: Okay, okay. Do I at least get to know what this is about?

Craig: Saving lives -- if we're not too late.

Isaac: You came back -- and more beautiful than ever.

Lisa: Isaac? What are you looking at? Hmm?

Isaac: Huh? Nothing. Nothing. Do you think that we should get some more glasses? These look kind of beat up.

Lisa: You're thinking about Bonnie, aren't you?

Isaac: No. What would make you say that?

Lisa: Well, because you have sort of a glazed look on your eyes and a little perspiration on the top of your lip. I'll bet your hands are ice cold, too.

Isaac: The woman was no good for me, Lisa. I mean, I have been more faithful than any man could ever be. And I make one mistake by calling Chloe when I thought we were through. And what does she do? She runs straight back to the duke.

Lisa: Well, then why don't you just call Bonnie. I mean, you would be surprised what could happen if she knew how much you missed her.

Isaac: Did I say that I missed her? Did anyone hear me say that I missed her?

Lisa: Isaac, for goodness sake, call her before it's too late.

Isaac: I already did.

Lisa: You called her where?

Isaac: Here in Oakdale.

Lisa: No, I'm talking about calling her at her father's home in Scotland, and you know that's what I meant.

Isaac: I don't have the number.

Lisa: Oh, you see, now we're getting somewhere. I've got the number. I'll give it to you in just a minute.

Isaac: Wait, wait, wait.

Lisa: Now what?

Isaac: Look, I know you're trying to help me. Really, I do. But I got to be honest with you -- I'm not sure if I want to speak to her again.

Billy: Not bad. So what do they call this anyway?

Bonnie: Blood pudding.

Billy: Sorry I asked. So, hey, what does this picture say about us taking a walk outside?

Bonnie: No, you go ahead, Billy. I think I'm gonna stay here.

Billy: You mean catch up on your reading?

Bonnie: Exactly.

Billy: I'd rather wait on the movie.

Bonnie: Billy?

Billy: Yo.

Bonnie: Would you mind reading it to me? I think it'll be easier that way.

Billy: Anything to get us past this. All right. Any page in particular? Wait, here's one that's marked. "The sun has shone brightly today, yet all I saw were clouds. The birds sang sweetly, yet I heard nothing. Such has it been since my dear sweet Bonnie has gone." Oh, gosh, how solemn.

Bonnie: No, keep going. Keep going.

Billy: Okay. "Her image remains with me always, spirited as a colt, eyes shining, her beauty beyond compare."

Bonnie: Oh, that poor man. Well, I knew he missed me. But I had no idea it was this deep.

Billy: Yeah, this is deep. One more page, and I'll be up to my neck in it.

Bonnie: What's that supposed to mean?

Billy: The duke is playing you for a sucker. I mean, finding the diary, the page already marked. Come on, Bonnie.

Bonnie: You're wrong, Billy. The castle wants me to stay, and so it's telling me how Ian feels.

Billy: Whatever floats your boat. Are you coming?

Bonnie: No. No, I have to wrap my mind around some things.

Billy: Okay. See you later.

Bonnie: Oh, Isaac, why couldn't you ever talk to me this way?

Brandy: Again? How many times do I have to do this?

Craig: Until I'm certain you have it right.

Brandy: Ah, okay. I act like I'm a patient in the hospital. I go by a certain room. Are you gonna tell me who's in it?

Craig: No.

Brandy: Okay. And I pretend to have a seizure.

Craig: Good.

Brandy: Okay. Is this gonna be like an epileptic fit, or what?

Craig: It's your choice, Brandy. And I'm betting $1,000 that a girl of your obvious talents will be able to whip a doozy.

Brandy: Ah, thank you. All right. Then I tell the guard I need help and ask him to stay with me until a doctor can get there.

Craig: Excellent. Now don't forget --

[knock at the door] wait. Quick, get in that room.

Brandy: But --

Craig: Just hurry up! Jack, what are you doing back?

Jack: I need you to answer a question, Craig. Straight up, no games.

Craig: Okay.

Jack: Did you speak with anyone that might've tipped off Weston that I was on my way to Europe?

Craig: His name is Townes, and no.

Jack: He got the information somewhere, Craig! If we don't stop this leak now, we don't stand a chance of finding Carly or Emily.

Craig: I know that. The question is, what are you going to do about it?

Jack: From here, I go see Steinbeck. After that, I have no idea.

Craig: Jack, he's still in a coma. You're wasting your time.

Jack: Yeah, probably, but -- they left a tape playing with Carly's voice asking me for help. Maybe it was a message. Or maybe they were trying to tell me, Craig, that she --

Craig: She's not. I talked to her.

Jack: Carly called you?

Craig: Earlier today. Sounded weak, didn't know where she was. She asked after Parker, didn't -- hadn't seen Emily in a long time.

Jack: It's not much, but at least we know she's alive.

Craig: Exactly.

Jack: You call Margo about this? Is she following it up?

Craig: Well, I was just about to try her again.

Jack: Well, never mind, I'll tell her myself. In the meantime, I want to put a tap on your phone in case she calls back.

Craig: Okay.

Jack: Rest assured, I will put one on mine and Hal's, too. If she makes contact, we got to make the best of it. If anything else happens, I'll be at the station.

Craig: What about Steinbeck?

Jack: He'll have to wait. Did she ask -- did Carly ask -- it doesn't matter. At least we still have a shot at getting her home.

Brandy: Coast clear?

Craig: Let's go, Brandy! We don't have a moment to spare.

Isaac: If Bonnie wants me, she knows where to find me. She can come back here to Oakdale.

Lisa: Don't let your pride stand in the way of your happiness. Believe me, love is all the sweeter if you risk something for it.

Isaac: Do you honestly think I should show up at the castle and tell Bonnie that I can't live without her?

Lisa: There you go. Yes, I do.

Isaac: And what happens when Bonnie says, "I think I'm gonna stay with the duke"? Do you know what that'll do to me? Having my grand gesture, just watching it get stomped into the ground?

Lisa: You've already made a grand gesture. You fell in love.

Isaac: Get the number.

Lisa: Yes, I will! Don't move. I'll be right back.

Isaac: Don't make me regret this, duchess.

[Bonnie daydreaming]

Bonnie: Ian and I are getting married today. And from this day on

I will be Her Grace, Duchess of Glasgow.

Isaac: Not if I have anything to say about it.

Bonnie: What? Remove this man.

Isaac: Wait. If being a duchess is what you want, then, please, allow me to make you one.

Bonnie: You? With what?

Isaac: Well, you don't become a duchess with one of these.

Or these. Or this. You become a duchess because the person that you are,

stands above all. Because you're loving, it's about being loved.

Like the love I have for you. It soars like eagles - ever strong, ever certain,

everlasting.

Bonnie: Oh, Isaac, you have to write that down. Please!

They'll be the most beautiful words I've ever heard.

Evelyn: You're obviously very close to your daughter.

Molly: That's correct.

Evelyn: Would you say it's an open relationship? Good communication on both sides?

Molly: We try our best. But it isn't always easy.

Evelyn: Oh, I know, I have a teenager myself. So, following Nick Scudder's murder, can we assume that you both talked about the situation openly?

Tom: Objection, your honor. Relevance?

Judge: Overruled. Answer the question, Mrs. McKinnon.

Molly: Uh, we spoke, sure. But I -- I tried not to pressure her. I tried to take a cue from Abigail as to whether or not --

Evelyn: And during these mother/daughter chats, can we assume that Abigail may have told you who she thought had killed Nick Scudder?

Tom: Objection!

Evelyn: To what?

Judge: Sit down, counselor. Mrs. McKinnon?

Evelyn: I'll restate the question. Mrs. McKinnon, did Abigail ever tell you who she thought had killed Nick Scudder?

Molly: Um -- I'm not sure.

Evelyn: Did she ever mention Mary Mennihan?

Molly: No.

Evelyn: Did she say Nick may have fallen and hit his head?

Molly: No.

Evelyn: Did she point a finger elsewhere? At a neighbor or an intruder?

Molly: No.

Evelyn: So what did she say on the subject, Mrs. McKinnon? Enlighten us, please.

Molly: She said a lot of things. There were various theories that we talked about.

Evelyn: But there was one prevailing theory, now wasn't there, Mrs. McKinnon? Didn't Abigail tell you that you had gotten it right the first time? That she had in fact killed Nick Scudder? Did she not admit this to you in her own words?

Tom: I strongly object, your honor! Are we going to allow hearsay into these proceedings?

Lisa: Isaac, I think maybe you were right. Maybe it's too soon to call Bonnie in Scotland.

Isaac: What?

Lisa: Well, I think sometimes showing a little independence in a relationship can be quite good. And then --

Isaac: Whoa, whoa. What happened? What are you talking about?

Lisa: Okay. I thought I had Duncan's number, but I don't. So I called Jessica. And she told me that Bonnie was staying with Ian in the Maclaren castle, and -- I'm so sorry. I am so sorry.

Isaac: Don't be. Don't. This is the best news that I've had in months.

Lisa: It is?

Isaac: Yes. Yes, it is. Because that -- if Bonnie's staying with the duke, then there doesn't need to be a discussion. There's nothing we need to talk about. It's finished.

Lisa: And you feel that this is something to celebrate?

Isaac: Life just got a lot simpler, Lisa, okay? No more arguments. No more nasty comments about my wardrobe. This is an occasion for celebration.

Billy: Bonnie? I don't mean to tell you what to do, but do you mind taking this nap upstairs?

Bonnie: What? Isaac? Oh, it's you.

Billy: It's good to see you, too.

Bonnie: Where's the royal -- oh, I was -- I must've dropped it. I think I was having a nightmare.

Billy: Yeah, that's not what I would call it.

Bonnie: What do you -- oh, no. Don't tell me I was talking in my sleep.

Billy: Mm-hmm. Loud and clear.

Bonnie: What did I say?

Billy: You said, "I love you -- Isaac."

Bonnie: I did not!

Billy: Three different times. Although, I think the last time you said, "Isaac" and then, "I love you."

Bonnie: Oh, no. Oh, no, this can't be. No, well, then -- it's over. It's over. We're finally over.

Billy: Wait, we're going back to Oakdale?

Bonnie: No, I am marrying Ian.

Billy: Just because you had a dream about Isaac? Wait, I've lost you here. I don't --

Bonnie: Because that's just it, Billy. A life with Isaac is just a dream. I mean, it's really, really good when you're dreaming it. But then when you wake up, you realize that it's never going to translate into anything real. Well, Ian -- Ian is real. And that's what I need. And I would be a fool to turn my back on that.

Simon: Careful, careful.

Katie: I got it.

Katie: Simon, it's freezing in here.

Simon: Don't worry. We're gonna warm it up sooner or later.

Katie: Let's build a fire. It will be so romantic and relaxing.

Simon: Well, relaxation is good. Okay. All right, this could take a while. You find some matches, and I'll go and get wood.

Katie: All right.

Margo: Hey, anything on the Dahlia Ventura case?

Cop: We were out all morning, detective. And we didn't find a thing.

Margo: Nothing on the keys?

Cop: Sorry.

Jack: That's right. The tap goes on Craig Montgomery's suite at the Lakeview. Right. Let me know when you have it set up. Thanks.

Margo: When'd you get back?

Jack: A couple of hours ago.

Margo: And you're already putting a tap on Craig's line. What did he do now?

Jack: Carly's alive. She called Craig this afternoon.

Margo: Oh, my God, Jack, that's so wonderful. She tell him where she was?

Jack: No, that's why I ordered the tap. If she calls back, maybe we can have it traced.

Margo: And Craig had no argument with that?

Jack: Why should he?

Margo: Because the only thing he hates worse than cooperating with the Police is anyone knowing his business.

Jack: Yeah, you got a point there. What do you think he's up to?

Margo: I'm not sure. But knowing my brother, it can't be good.

Craig: There's the room there. Do your stuff.

Brandy: Okay.

[Brandy breathing heavy]

Guard: We need a doctor here! Doctor!

[Brandy screaming]

Craig: Rise and shine. Time to go.

James: Clothes?

Craig: Move.

Guard: Over here!

[Brandy screaming]

James: That's a hell of a disturbance.

Craig: That's what she's paid for.

James: Good for you, Montgomery. Sounds like something I would have done.

Tom: What Abigail Williams may have told her mother is hearsay. And I strongly object to it being entered as evidence.

Evelyn: We have already allowed information that Abigail gave her mother. So why is this any different?

Judge: Objection is overruled. The witness will answer the question.

Evelyn: Once again, Mrs. McKinnon, I'll ask you -- did Abigail ever tell you that she had killed Nick Scudder? Are you okay?

Mary: Are you okay?

Evelyn: Maybe we should recap. During your earlier testimony, you told the court that, at one time, you believed that Abigail had killed Nick Scudder.

Molly: I was wrong.

Evelyn: Or was that momma lion talking again? Once again, Mrs. McKinnon, I'll ask you -- did Abigail tell you that she killed Nick?

Molly: She was upset. Even after what Nick had done to her, she --

Evelyn: Yes or no, Mrs. McKinnon?

Molly: I'm trying. I really am. The truth is just not that simple.

Nick: Okay, the truth hurts. That's all.

Judge: Mrs. McKinnon? You have to answer the question that was asked.

Mary: These our tickets?

Nick: Look, we don't have time for this right now.

Molly: Yes. Yes, Abigail told me once that she thought she had killed Nick.

Evelyn: Thank you.

Molly: But things have --

Evelyn: No further questions.

Judge: You may step down, Mrs. McKinnon. Court is adjourned until tomorrow.

Bailiff: All rise.

Abigail: I have to see Molly. Molly?

Holden: Hey, hey, hey. What's going on?

Abigail: I remembered something -- just now. Mary and Nick were fighting in his room about plane tickets.

Molly: Are you sure about that?

Abigail: Yes, I'm sure.

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