ATWT Transcript Thursday 5/9/02

As The World Turns Transcript Thursday 5/9/02

Provided by Linda
Proofread by Ebele

Lucinda: Hi, Nancy.

Nancy: Oh, Lucinda.

Lucinda: You're looking good.

Nancy: It isn't working, Lucinda.

Lucinda: Huh?

Nancy: It seems to be caught between floors.

Lucinda: Oh. Well, it better get uncaught, because I have an appointment, and I'm late. Way up on the roof. Probably somebody's just pushing all the buttons.

Katie: Help! Help! Someone, please, get me out of here!

Lucinda: That couldn't be?

Katie: Simon? Simon, can you hear me?

Lucinda: Katie?

Katie: Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Lucinda: Katie Frasier?

Nancy: Right. But trust me, there's nothing to worry about.

Lucinda: What do you mean?

Nancy: It's all part of the plan.

Lucinda: What plan?

Nancy: The fake murder. Although Katie certainly never said anything about an elevator being involved.

Lucinda: You mean she told you that she was going to be killed?

Nancy: I shouldn't have mentioned it. You won't tell anyone, will you, Lucinda?

Lucinda: Not on your life. You can count on me.

Katie: Hello? Hi. Can somebody please help me? Somebody's trying to cut the cable to this elevator. [Crackling] Who is that up there?! Please -- can you please just stop? Please stop. [Sawing sound] Somebody please help me! Can you please open these doors?! Somebody help me! [Clanking] Who is that? Who's up there? What's going on?

Maintenance man: It's hotel maintenance, ma'am. Are you okay?

Katie: No, I'm not okay. My life is in danger. I've got to get out of here. What are you doing? I've got to get out of here.

Maintenance man: Don't worry. Don't worry now.

Katie: No.

Maintenance man: Whatever the problem is, I'll take care of it.

Katie: We've gotta get out of here. I don't think you understand. This elevator's gonna drop at any time now!

Maintenance man: Ma'am -- ma'am, there's no reason to panic. If you'll just give me a minute --

Katie: You don't understand. Please, I heard somebody trying to cut the cable.

Maintenance man: Me, that was me. I was unscrewing the ceiling fan.

Katie: No, it wasn't you! I know what I heard! Come on, please. Will you just help me out? Try to help me out, because we are both gonna die. Please!

Rose: Not what it used to be, but not too shabby. Nothing like getting engaged to make a girl feel better about herself. Hey, preppie.

Paul: Hey.

Rose: Ready to go to the farm and get down and dirty?

Paul: No.

Rose: What's the matter?

Paul: I -- I can't catch my breath.

Rose: You sick?

Paul: Yes -- in love.

Rose: Oh. See that room? You know that room --

Paul: Mm-hmm.

Rose: -- Right there.

Paul: The bedroom?

Rose: Yeah, the bedroom. When we get back from Emma's, I'm gonna show you a happy corner of it, and maybe even the ceiling.

Paul: Well, I'm ready right now.

Rose: Everybody's waiting for us. And Pop is coming in from Jersey.

Paul: So?

Rose: And Emma's making all this food, and -- that's gonna have to hold you.

Paul: Oh.

Rose: Okay? Not that I'm complaining or anything, but what's gotten into you?

Paul: I don't know. Maybe -- maybe seeing Dr. Weston in handcuffs got me a little turned on.

Rose: Yeah, that snake. I know what you mean. I can't help but be thinking, you know, now that he's been arrested -- ah, I don't want to even think about it.

Paul: What, that maybe he can help you?

Rose: I don't want to get my hopes up.

Paul: Well, that doesn't matter, 'cause I am going to love you either way.

Rose: You keep saying that.

Paul: Mm-hmm.

Rose: I'm starting to believe you.

Paul: So, ready?

Rose: Yeah.

Paul: Ready to tell your dad about our engagement?

Rose: Yeah. Yeah. He's gonna be thrilled. You know, would you mind walking to Emma's through the meadow? I really, really, really like wild flowers.

Paul: Okay.

Rose: Okay?

Paul: Yes, you got it.

Rose: Get the lights.

Paul: Okay.


Craig: Where is he, Margo?

Margo: Who?

Craig: Jack.

Margo: Beats me.

Craig: He's questioning Steinbeck, isn't he?

Margo: Say, did you hear the results of the national chili cook-off? Turkey and beans won again. My fave. Can't be beat.

[Craig laughs]

Craig: Oakdale Police met an arriving passenger at the airport. He was wearing handcuffs with an FBI escort. Now, if that wasn't Steinbeck, who was it?

Margo: How do you know these things?

Craig: I'm in the newspaper business. We have a stringer there.

Margo: Good, then you go ask your stringer.

Craig: Don't, don't, don't do this to me, Margo. I deserve to know.

Margo: Why? How do you figure that?

Craig: Because I have been an integral component of this investigation since the beginning. If it wasn't for me --

Margo: We don't have Steinbeck. I'm not gonna tell you anything more. Go away.

Craig: Is it Weston? That madman who ruined Carly and Emily and Rose? Right? Does Carly know? You might as well tell me, Margo, because I will find out.

Margo: Come here.

Craig: Watch the tie! Hey, watch the -- I'm coming. Golly.

Margo: We may or may not have Weston. If you breathe a word of this to Carly or anyone else, you're dead meat.

Craig: Well, that is excellent work, Margo. But I just have one question. How did you do it without me?

[Margo scoffs]

Carly: We don't want any.

Rosanna: A few of Parker's clothes and toys. Are you sure you don't want them?

Carly: Nice try, but I already picked his things up.

Rosanna: Well, I found some more. They were spread out all over my suite.

Carly: That's right. I forgot. You gave him all the love that money can buy.

Rosanna: Do you want these things or don't you?

Carly: Oh, my, my, what have you got in here? A solid gold dump truck?

Rosanna: Please tell Parker I said hello.

Carly: Hey -- you don't honestly expect me to believe that the only reason you stopped by was to give me this?

Rosanna: Oh, yes, I'm supposed to have an ulterior motive.

Carly: Yes, of course you are. You want to see where Parker's living. You want to pass judgment on the home that Jack and I are providing for him. Well, come on in. We might as well get it over with now.

Rosanna: Are you sure now's a good time?

Carly: Oh, sure. Us po' folks always have time for company. Hey, Jack, shoo the pigs out of the living room! We got us a visitor!

Jack: You like playing games, Dr. Weston?

Weston: I was a district chess champion when I was 8 years old.

Jack: Oh, very good. Very good. Then you shouldn't have any trouble understanding these rules. I want you to do whatever it takes to reverse the damage you did to Carly and Rose -- and Emily when we find her. I want you to work as quickly as you can and to the best of your abilities, or I'm going to shoot you where you stand.

Weston: Well, that's -- that's very bold, detective. [Gunshot] What are you doing?

Jack: I'm playing the game. It's your turn.

Weston: Wait a minute, wait a minute. You're an officer of the law! You can't shoot --


Jack: Do you want me to go over the rules again, or are you going to start playing?

Weston: No. Well, wait. Look, let -- let me explain.


Jack: I don't want an explanation. I want results.

Weston: Look, it's not as simple as that. I need a -- a laboratory. I need certain -- [Gunshot] Would you stop doing that!

Jack: I'm sick of playing this game alone, doctor. Now, are you going to start playing with me, or does my next bullet find a target?!

Emma: Mmm.

Lily: Joe D'Angelo is going to be in heaven. That cherry cobbler just smells delicious!

Emma: Yes. Now, I have makings for another one. Do you think this is enough?

Lily: I think it's okay. My appetite, though, has been increasing --

Emma: Okay, I'll start another.

Lily: No, it's plenty. I'm just joking around. I can't wait to have some.

Emma: Okay, in that case, I want you to sit down. Come and sit down and get off your feet until Joe gets here. Your legs must be killing you.

Lily: What? Is Holden telling you this?

Emma: He didn't have to tell me. I can see you're carrying low, and it puts a lot of pressure on the legs. And another thing -- it means you're gonna have a little boy. Yes, you are. So you better start thinking up names right now.

Lily: Are you kidding? Are you going to take out a wedding ring and just dangle it over my stomach?

Emma: I don't have to do that. I don't have to do that. Don't make fun of those methods. I mean, the only time they don't work is if the woman doesn't believe in them. A little boy. A little boy.

Lily: Okay. All right, if it's not a boy, I'll just tell the sonogram person, I'll say, "that's it. You're fired."

Holden: Hello. Faith fell asleep upstairs, so I'll just have to wake her up and bring her down here.

Lily: Okay, sounds good.

Aaron: You gotta make sure the gasket's real tight. But not too tight or --

Holden: Hey.

Luke: I know. You'll break the seal.

Holden: Hey, grease monkeys, what's going on here, huh? You guys better wash up before the guests get here.

Aaron: Why? Is it formal?


Holden: Oh, a comedian, huh?

[Rose sighs]

Paul: You look a little nervous.

Rose: Oh, me nervous? "Ice water" D'Angelo? You better believe I'm nervous. It's the first time Pop's gonna see this face. On the outside, he's gonna pretend everything's okay, but on the inside, he's gonna be -- he's gonna be upset.

Paul: Well, you know what? I wouldn't worry about that. He's gonna be too busy giving his future son-in-law a hard time.

Rose: Oh, you got a couple of butterflies in there?

Paul: Yeah, well, he knows I'm a Steinbeck.

Rose: Doesn't matter. You make me happy. That's all Pop is gonna need to hear. Come on. Hi, everybody! Oh, Luciano, what happened? Somebody steal the bathtub?

Luke: Aunt Rose!

Rose: Oh. Well, hold up on that until you're cleaned up, okay? And these are for you right from your meadow.

Emma: Oh, thank you.


Paul: And so is this.

Emma: Oh, thanks a lot. Oh, that's beautiful. Thank you.

Holden: Hey, how you doing, Paul?

Paul: Hey, good to see you.

Holden: Good to see you. Have you met my son, Aaron?

Paul: Hey. Yeah, we saw each other. I'm Paul. Good to see you.

Rose: And you don't bother getting up, you're pregnant and all. How you feeling?

Lily: I feel wonderful. How about you?

Rose: On a night like this, how else can I feel but -- blessed?

Emma: Amen to that.

Lily: Amen.

[Horn honks]

Rose: That must be Pop. How do I look? Don't even bother answering that. Aaron, how do I look?

Aaron: Awesome.

Rose: You hear that? You and me are gonna get along great.

Emma: Oh.

Joe: Oh, Rose. I prayed for you every day you were gone. And I thank God every day that you're all right.

Rose: I'm doing fine.

Joe: Yeah.

Rose: Never better.

Joe: Yeah, I can see that. Hey.

Weston: What? What are you going to do? Are you gonna kill me?

Jack: No, don't you remember the rules? I said I was gonna shoot you, not kill you! Now, let's see. A shoot you through the hand. That pretty much ensures the fact that you're not gonna do any more surgery. Or maybe I could start with the kneecaps. Shall I go on?

Weston: You -- you're out of your mind.

Jack: No. No, I'm not! I'm just one ticked off cop! Do you want to pick the first spot, or shall I?

Weston: Look, you won't -- you won't get away with this!

Jack: Oh, no?! Hello?! Anybody out there?! See? No witnesses. All I have to say is that you were trying to escape. Tell me something, doctor. Have you ever heard a bullet hitting a shinbone? It actually sounds like a tree branch cracking in half!

Weston: All right, all right! I'll -- I'll do the procedure.

Jack: Very good. More?

Weston: And I will do it quickly and to the best of my ability.

Jack: Very good. What equipment will you need, doctor?

Weston: I will need a sterile work environment, a -- a nurse to assist me. And I will need certain -- certain compounds, uh, both chemical and herbal.

Jack: That wasn't so hard, was it? Don't move. Yeah, it's Jack. Listen, Weston has agreed to reverse the effects of his work on Rose and Carly.

Margo: What did you do to him?

Jack: Oh, we played a little game, and I won. Listen, you're gonna have to call Bob Hughes at Memorial. Weston is gonna need an O.R. and a nurse.

Margo: Yeah, yeah. I'll get right on it.

Jack: He's also going to need certain chemicals and herbs. I'll get a list to the hospital as soon as I can.

Margo: You know what? This is -- this is so great, Jack. This is good news. Good work.

Jack: Nothing's happened yet. But if all goes well, tomorrow will be a happy day for all of us.

Margo: I'll see you soon.

[Margo sighs]

Craig: So what's the great news?

Margo: Oh, Craig, would you stop hovering? I gotta make a phone call.

Craig: Well, listen, if this involves Carly, I'm not going anywhere.

Margo: This does not leave this room, all right?

Craig: Right. You have my solemn oath.

Margo: We do have Weston in custody, and he says that he can reverse the damage done to Carly and Rose. So if we get clearance from the hospital, he's going to operate on them.

Craig: Well, uh, that's -- that's everything I could wish for.

Margo: Okay. I gotta call Bob. Now, Craig, remember, you have given me your word. Let's see if it's actually worth something.

Carly: Sorry to disappoint you. The rats must be in the kitchen eating the leftovers.

Rosanna: I don't know where this is coming from. Have I ever suggested that you did not provide a good home for Parker?

Carly: Not to my face, but what else is new?

Rosanna: You're trying to read my mind, Carly. And you've never been very good at it.

Carly: Why don't you go upstairs? Maybe you'll find Parker playing with the electric knife I bought him for Christmas.

Rosanna: Well, thank you, but I think I'll stay down here for a little while and admire the renovation. It's lovely. This place has changed quite a bit. Do you remember when I saw it last?

Carly: Obviously, you remember enough for the both of us. I thought you put Mike Kasnoff behind you.

Rosanna: That was an innocent remark. I did not mean to stir up any bad memories.

Carly: I didn't realize we had any other kind.

Rosanna: I know that there's a lot of backstabbing in our history, but don't you think we could put that behind us? I'm merely trying something new here, Carly. Ever since I've come back to Oakdale, I've done everything I can to prove to you that I can be trusted.

Carly: I'm not buying it. I do know an act when I see one.

Rosanna: An act?

Carly: Yeah. According to what you told everybody, you came back to town to take care of Parker while I was away. Well, I'm back. You're still here.

Rose: Oh. Why don't you say hello to somebody else? I got something in my eye.

[Joe laughs]

Emma: Hey, there.

Joe: Hello, Emma.

Emma: Hello. Welcome back.

Joe: I smelled that cherry cobbler two miles down the road.

Emma: Oh, I'm so glad. I made it for you especially.

Joe: Hey, Momma. How are you feeling?

Lily: Good.

Joe: Could I?

Lily: Sure.

Joe: It's gonna be a boy.

Emma: I told you. I told you.

Lily: Oh.

Joe: What'd you guys do with Luke? Send him off to boarding school or something?

Luke: No, they didn't. I'm here.

Joe: You? Sorry, son, but Luke's just a little fella, and you -- now where did you go and get so big for, Luke? I hardly recognized you.

Holden: It's good to see you again, Joe. Let me introduce you to someone. This is my son --

Joe: Aaron, right? Like I wouldn't know that you were Holden's son. Joe D'Angelo.

Aaron: Hi.

Joe: Pleasure to meet you. Hold on a minute, I know ya'. Peter? Phil?

Rose: Not funny.

Joe: Paul! That's it. You still chasing after my little girl?

Paul: Yeah, something like that.

Rose: So, what's with the shades? You gone Hollywood on me now?

Joe: The shades. Oh, sorry about that. I've been wearing them so much lately, I forget I got them on. There. Better?

Rose: What happened to you?

Joe: Would you believe it? I wake up in the middle of the night, and I walk right into a door.

Rose: Which one?

Joe: Uh -- oh, the closet door. Yeah, the closet door.

Rose: Oh, yeah.

Joe: I left it -- I guess I left it open before I went to sleep.

Rose: Oh, yeah, is that so?

Joe: Yeah.

Rose: Well, the door must have been pretty P.O.ed at you, Pop. Unless the handle was in the shape of a fist.


Katie: Would you help me up, please?! I don't feel like plummeting to my death tonight!

Maintenance man: Please, please, please, try to be patient.

[Loud crash]

Katie: What was that?

Maintenance man: Uh, probably a -- a gear slipping.

[Loud crash]

Katie: No, no, no!

[Katie screams]

Lucinda: Stand back, everybody. Please, give them some air.

Nancy: You're still alive.

Katie: Oh, my God. I am.

Lucinda: Are you all right, Katie?

Katie: Yes. Yeah, I'm okay.

Lucinda: It's a good thing that you weren't on a higher floor. I mean, otherwise, who knows what would have happened?

Hotel manager: Can you get up?

Maintenance man: Yeah, I think so.

Hotel manager: Let's get this woman on her feet.

Katie: Thank you.

Lucinda: Now, be careful. Be careful. She's very delicate. Is anything broken?

Katie: No. No, I don't think so.

Maintenance man: Thank you.

Lucinda: Now, look here, my friend, this young woman is going to need medical attention immediately. And I mean that -- quickly. Now!

Katie: Thank you. Thanks.

Lucinda: Dear, what happened? What happened? I thought that the whole world was coming crashing down on our heads.

Nancy: I told you.

Lucinda: Yeah, but I want to hear it from the horse's mouth.

Katie: Somebody's trying to kill me.

Nancy: Any other questions? Is Simon hiding?

Katie: Simon? Wait -- I don't even know where he --e no. No, it couldn't have been.

Jack: Write down what you're gonna need.

Weston: Yeah, I think it's only fair to warn you that -- well, there's no guarantee that this procedure will work.

Jack: What do you mean?

Weston: Well, Rose and Carly are at different stages of the process. Carly's skin -- well, it already has been seriously compromised on the cellular level.

Jack: Yeah? Well, you caused it. You'll find a way to fix it.

Weston: And of course the chemicals, they react differently to different people.

Jack: Yeah, well, then you'll just have to make adjustments, won't you? Write. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Are you sure this isn't going to make them worse?

Weston: Well, no, there's not much chance of that. You see that -- the whole purpose of my research was to help people look young. And in doing my studies, I discovered quite a bit. I studied how they aged, and I learned a lot. However, there is still quite a bit that does remain a mystery.

Jack: You better know what you're doing, Weston. I want Carly and Rose to wind up looking exactly like they did.

Weston: Yes. Yes, and I will do my best, as I said. There is one thing I want in return, however.

Jack: No, we had this conversation at the station. You are in no position to make deals.

Weston: Oh, I disagree. I think that my position is rather strong.

Jack: Yeah? And why's that?

Weston: Well, because if you injure me in any way, I will be unable to perform the process. And if that happens, well, Rose and Carly will continue to languish. Their spirits will fade.

Jack: Okay, all right. Fine, I'll listen. But that's it.

Weston: I happen to know that you've got contacts with the FBI. Call them. Get them to make a deal.

[Jacks laughs]

Jack: I got to hand it to you, man. You've got nerve.

Weston: Oh, then you'll do it?

Jack: No, I won't even consider it.

Weston: Well, then I won't be needing this.

Jack: Do you think I was kidding when I said I would shoot you? Hmm?!

Weston: You kill me and any chance of restoring your lady love's face dies with me.

Rosanna: I didn't think it would be good for Parker if I left Oakdale the minute you got back. And you just got out of the hospital. Suppose you had to return for some reason?

Carly: Parker is a cover, Rosanna. I know that. You have an agenda. You always do.

Rosanna: I'm trying to keep in mind that you are still upset about your condition. And I want you to know that I have been praying that this Dr. Weston will be found.

Carly: You've been praying? To what?

Rosanna: You know, it's obvious we're not going to get anywhere today. So, while I'm here, do you mind if I see Parker?

Carly: For how long?

Rosanna: A few minutes and then I'll go.

Carly: Okay. Upstairs. The lady up there is Sandy, the nurse Jack hired. You can pick her brain all you want.

Rosanna: I'll take this upstairs for you.

[Doorbell rings]

Carly: What are you doing here?

Craig: I wanted to see you.

Carly: Really? Why? Weren't you frightened enough the first time?

Craig: "Frightened"?

Carly: Yeah, of me. Of my face, of the way I look.

Craig: I never told you I was frightened.

Carly: You didn't have to, Craig. You took one look at me and you raced to the exit.

Craig: I was trying to give you time to adjust.

Carly: Oh, really? Yeah, that's you. Always looking out for the other guy.

Craig: Be fair about this, Carly.

Carly: You know something Craig, I stopped believing in fair about 500 wrinkles ago.

Craig: No, no. Carly, Carly, Carly -- when you were gone, I never abandoned you. And I'm not going to now.

Craig: I know Jack was your savior. He did everything he could to try to save you, but so did I. Including risking my life on more than one occasion.

Carly: I know how you operate. You've never had a problem taking credit for somebody else's work.

Craig: You're telling me that nobody mentioned the efforts I made for you?

Carly: No, nobody mentioned any effort because you didn't make any.

Craig: I obsessed about you and your safety. And when the Police couldn't do anything, of course I did.

Carly: Sorry. I stopped listening about five minutes ago.

Craig: Hey, hey, whoa. Who was the person who brought Parker to you in the hospital?

Carly: You.

Craig: For that alone, you should hear me out.

Carly: Oh! Two minutes!

Craig: All right, good. Once Parker got your postcard, I sent Simon to France. I had myself shipped to Marseilles in a coffin.

Carly: Excuse me?

Craig: So I could talk to the pilot that was working for Steinbeck.

Carly: That is absurd. You would never put yourself in that situation.

Craig: That situation and more. I rescued Jack when half of Fairwinds fell on top of him. Did he tell you that?

Carly: No, he didn't tell me that, but it's a fabulous story.

Craig: All right, well, listen. I flew to Brussels to save Rose. I discovered Steinbeck was faking a coma and broke him out of the hospital in exchange for your safety. Huh? You don't believe me? You ask around.

Carly: You wouldn't do that. Even you know better than to make a deal with James. He doesn't hold up his end.

Craig: I had to. He had you and I was desperate to find you.

Carly: Then why didn't you?

Craig: Because he drugged Rose and me and I woke up and saved us both.

Carly: You don't even like Rose.

Craig: I'm not that fond of Jack, either, but I saved him again when his insane ex-wife tried to kill him. Carly, I could go on, but two minutes isn't exactly long enough when your list is as long as mine.

Carly: And you say this can be verified?

Craig: Ask Jack! I know that you are with him now. But, Carly, I never stopped loving you.

Carly: And now?

Craig: I love you. That hasn't changed.

Carly: You know something? Nothing's changed. You will still say or do anything to get what you want.

Jack: What do you want?

Weston: You tell the FBI that I will relinquish my American citizenship. I will allow them to deport me and I'll sign whatever they want to guarantee that I never come back.

Jack: No, they'll never go for that.

Weston: I'm a scientist, I'm not a spy.

Jack: You are a criminal and a murderer!

Weston: Oh, no, no, no. Almost all of my patients, well, they were terminally ill before I started working on them.

Jack: Not Libby Mueller! She was an 18-year-old girl that you aged right into a cemetery in Belgium!

Weston: Libby -- Libby was a special case. I had every intention to --

Jack: You know, I don't want to hear this! We'll talk all about it tomorrow, after you make Rose and Carly exactly like they were. Write your list, Doctor. And make sure it's complete.

Weston: You don't like depending on me, do you, detective?

Jack: Hell, I don't like breathing the same air as you.

Nurse: Any soreness?

Katie: Yeah, a little.

Nurse: I'll give you some aspirin. Difficulty breathing?

Katie: No. No. I think I'm fine, really.

Nurse: Well, call your physician in the morning if you experience any more discomfort.

Katie: Okay. Thank you so much for your help.

Nancy: Well, dear, I really should be on my way. Too bad your murder plans got messed up. Better luck next time.

Katie: Thanks, Nancy.

Lucinda: And my daughter's gonna want a full accounting of this whole incident as soon as possible.

Katie: Hey, did you ever find out who cut those cables?

Maintenance man: The cable was not the problem.

Katie: Then what was it?

Maintenance man: It looks like the hydraulics.

Katie: Would you excuse us for a moment, Lucinda? Thank you. Please tell me that you didn't see Simon running around here when the elevator was falling.

Lucinda: I definitely did not. Would you like to use my phone and call him?

Katie: No, no, no. I'll get in touch with him in a minute.

Lucinda: Dear, I'm really sorry this happened, but I've got an appointment and I've gotta go. Would you please keep in touch, keep me posted? I want to know how you're feeling.

Katie: Sure. Oh, yes. And thank you so much for your help. I really appreciate it.

Lucinda: Okay, dear.

Katie: Thank you. Simon?

Simon: Hey. Hey, what are you doing here?

Katie: Well, I was just about to ask you the same thing.

Simon: I went up to the suite to get some things.

Katie: Really? 'Cause I was just there and I didn't see you.

Simon: Well, I was in a bit of a hurry. I went in and out the back way. Why? Is everything all right?

Katie: Why wouldn't it be?

Simon: I don't know. I'm sorry, Katie, what --

Katie: What's in your bag?

Simon: Shirts, socks. That's things -- tools. It's for some work I'm doing at the cottage, all right? Look, I've gotta go. Remember? We're supposed to be keeping a safe distance from each other.

Katie: Yeah, then why wouldn't you do that? Why were you in my hallway screaming at innocent people and threatening them?

Simon: What, Henry? Oh, come on. I was doing you a favor.

Katie: Well, that's not your judgment to call.

Simon: Look, it was a spontaneous reaction. I saw that creep hanging around --

Katie: Henry is not the problem and you know that.

Simon: Okay, fine. What is?

Katie: Someone just tried to kill me.

Rose: Here.

Joe: I don't need that, Rose. It's only a black eye.

Emma: Joe, come on now. It will take down the swelling. It's still swollen.

Rose: Here.

Joe: Ow! That hurts!

Rose: What happened to you? What happened? Did somebody steal your spot on the fishing pier again or something?

Joe: I stopped settling things with my fists a long time ago. But while we're on that subject, I caught four bluefish last week.

Rose: Did you bring me one?

Joe: No, I --

Holden: Hey, why don't you take him out here, go clean up that grease? Come on, buddy.

Aaron: Come on, Luke. We'll get dirty again after dinner.

Lily: Just make sure you clean up around that sink when you're done.

Holden: Joe, I get the feeling you didn't want to get into this in front of Luke.

Joe: You got it. And I don't want you going nuts, ya hear?

Rose: Yeah, I'll make that decision up after I hear what you have to say.

Joe: I come home late one night around midnight. And as soon as I put my key in the door, I could tell the lock had been jimmied.

Rose: Did you call the police? No, no. He goes in anyway. Of course.

Joe: Could I continue? I walk inside and there's somebody standing right in front of me. Tall, big shoulders. Chest like a oil drum. And before I could say or do anything, he's all over me.

Emma: He punched you?

Joe: Boom, boom! That's it. I go down like a ton of bricks and he runs out right over me.

Paul: You were lucky, Joe. It could've been a lot worse.

Joe: Yeah.

Lily: Do you have any idea who it was?

Joe: I'm figuring it's gotta be some hard-up guy who needed a few bucks.

Rose: Don't be so sure.

Joe: What're you thinking, honey? Word got out about the $2 million I got stashed in the --

Rose: You know, don't joke around, okay? One thing I learned the last few months, when you think something couldn't happen in a million years, it happens.

Carly: That bit about "giving me time" is such a crock. You were sickened by the sight of me. And don't try to deny it.

Craig: I didn't trust myself to stay.

Carly: What the hell's that supposed to mean?

Craig: 'Cause another ten seconds and I would've taken you in my arms and told you everything that has been building up in me for the last several months, okay? That wouldn't have been fair to you, Carly.

Carly: Wow. That is a very nice fairy tale, but I still think you were running away from what I look like, from my face, Craig. And I'm not the only person who thinks so. Rosanna, she thought the same thing.

Craig: She said that?

Carly: More or less.

Craig: I -- I don't know what you expected, Carly. Your sister is -- the same liar she's always been.

Lily: Did you call the Police, Joe?

Rose: No, he didn't.

Joe: Do you mind if I answer that myself?

Rose: Go ahead.

Joe: Well, what are you going to do? Hold my hand?

Rose: You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna hire a security team to follow you around everywhere you go.

Joe: I appreciate the concern, from all of you. But this was just a burglary. The neighborhood -- sad to say -- it ain't what it used to be.

Holden: Joe, was there anything missing. Did they take anything?

Joe: No. Nothing.

Rose: What?

Joe: That's the one thing I can't figure out. The place was a wreck, so I know the guy had been there for awhile. But once I cleaned it all up, I realized nothing was missing.

[Pans clanging]

Henry: I hate this! I really hate this!

Katie: And then all of sudden, the elevator just started to drop. I was so scared, Simon. I thought I was gonna die.

Simon: Thank God you're all right. Okay, that's the main thing. Do they have any idea how this happened?

Katie: Well, the maintenance guy said it was the hydraulics, but I'm sure that I heard someone above me cutting some metal.

Simon: You think it was the cable?

Katie: Someone sabotaged that elevator. It was no accident.

Simon: Look, Katie, I brought you here. I wanted you at the Lakeview so you'd be safe, okay? I really thought you'd be safe here.

Katie: Yeah, well, I'm not gonna feel safe until I know who was behind all this.

Simon: All right, let's talk to Margo. We've got to. We've got to. We'll tell her everything, all right? I want her to put a guard on you 24/7. We need to do this.

Katie: So you want to go to the police. Really? That's what you want to do?

Simon: Yeah, it's time. Yeah, I do. Come on, I'll drive you down there.

Katie: No, that's okay. I'll -- I'll call Margo from Craig's suite.

Simon: Okay, I'll come with you.

Katie: Why?

Simon: Because I don't want you walking around here unprotected. Look what's happened.

Katie: I'll be fine. I'm fine. I'll be very, very careful. I promise.

Simon: I didn't do anything, Katie. I swear. I had nothing to do with this!

Katie: Simon, I didn't say that you did. I never said that you did. I'm just very edgy right now, okay? I'm a little messed up.

Simon: Kat --

Jack: That is Bob Hughes, chief of staff of Oakdale Memorial. Bob, I have here one George Townes, a.k.a. Dr. Weston.

Bob: I understand that you've agreed to perform a procedure on Carly and Rose.

Weston: Provided I receive the proper supplies and equipment, yes.

Jack: Yeah, he wrote out a list. If you notice any problems, let me know.

Margo: So Bob, why don't you and Dr. Weston go over the list step-by-step to make sure there are no questions.

Bob: Well, that's fine with me. Where should we go?

Margo: Right in here.

Jack: You'd better know what you're doing. Because if this "procedure" fails, we're going back to the Old Mill. Only one of us will come out this time.

Margo: Nice work.

Jack: Yeah. I think now it's time. I should call Carly.

Margo: Jack, something you gotta know. Craig was here when you called earlier and I have a feeling that he might have already -- told Carly.

Craig: Rosanna tried to steal your son while you were off being aged. Do you need me to say anything more?

Carly: I know exactly who Rosanna is. But she doesn't have any reason to lie to me about you.

Craig: She doesn't need a reason, Carly. She wants to hurt you. All right? If I were you, I wouldn't believe a word she said.

Rosanna: Hello, Craig. So nice to see you.

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Simon: Whoa!

Announcer: -- Mortal danger --

Simon: Whoa!

[Katie screams]

Announcer: -- And --

Barbara: What have you done to her?

Announcer: -- A living nightmare.

James: I know that Emily being alive is a big problem.

Announcer: But can anyone survive --

Barbara: What do you propose that we do, James?

James: You're either with me or against me.

Announcer: -- The wrath --

Barbara: I'll do whatever you want.

James: She's no longer needed.

Announcer: Of James Steinbeck.

James: Finish her off. Did you understand that?

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