ATWT Transcript Monday 5/13/02


As The World Turns Transcript Monday 5/13/02

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Proofread by Ebele

Simon: Welcome home, my love.

Katie: Ooh, it's chilly in here.

Simon: Well, want me to start a fire?

Katie: Yeah.

Simon: Listen, baby, we don't have to stay here if you don't want to.

Katie: No, this is our home, and I refuse to be chased out of it. We'll just be careful. Lock the doors. Stick together. Dahlia's smart, but we're a lot smarter. Besides, I'm in much better shape than she is. You know, she can't even kick box.

Simon: Whoa, yeah! My wife, the lethal weapon. Come on, come on!

Katie: Let me at her! Let me at her! What was that?

Simon: What was what?

Katie: Wait, shh. Listen.

Simon: Listen, we don't have to stay. Look at me. We can go back to Craig's. We can stay there.

Katie: Yeah, right, and I can fall down another elevator shaft.

Simon: Look, but if you're going to be too scared --

Katie: Shh, shh.

[Cat meows] it's a cat. We are so paranoid. Oh, poor thing probably got stuck here. I'm going to go get a -- grab some milk, put it in a little saucer, okay?

Simon: All right.

[Cat meows]

Katie: Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. Here, kitty, kitty.

Margo: But if Hal isn't ready --

Dr. Michaels: No, no, it's important for him to have a taste of reality in a safe, structured environment.

Margo: But if bringing him up to speed is --

Dr. Michaels: It's just what the doctor ordered, Margo, really. We'll see how he does, Hal will see how he does. And we'll take it from there.

Margo: All right, but look, I don't know if --

Dr. Michaels: Oh, now, everything's going to be fine. I'll be right outside.

[Margo exhales deeply]

Margo: Okay.

Hal: Margo?

Margo: Oh. Hal, look at you. Look at you. You look great, you know? Now I'm going to check myself in here.

Hal: They've got room.

Margo: Ooh.

Hal: So what's going on? Dr. Michaels said you had news.

Margo: Yeah. We've got Weston, and he's going to perform a procedure to reverse the treatment. He's working on Carly now.

Hal: Good. And Emily?

Margo: We have got Police from three different countries coordinating a search.

Hal: So nothing.

Margo: Come on, Hal, we'll find her.

Hal: Weston wouldn't give her up?

Margo: Weston doesn't even know where she is.

Hal: Now, why don't I believe that?

Margo: Yeah, I know. I found it pretty hard to believe myself, but Jack conducted his own private interrogation, and it's pretty safe to say that Weston has told us everything that he knows. Come on, Hal, we'll find Emily.

Hal: We never should have lost her, Margo. If I hadn't gone upstairs, if I'd stayed and talked to her. I should have known how shook up she was -- Tom suing her for custody --

Margo: Look, this is James Steinbeck doing this. He fooled all of us.

Hal: But that's my job, Margo. I am paid to be smarter than the bad guys. I dropped my guard. Look how many people got hurt.

Margo: This is Steinbeck's doing, not yours.

Hal: But on my watch, Margo, on my watch! Carly, Rose -- looked what happened to them. And Emily's still in that hell if we're lucky.

Margo: Look, we will find Emily. And when we do, she will get the treatment that she --

Hal: If we find her and if she's still alive. I lost her. And I have nobody to blame but myself.

Rose: So where is he? Where's Weston?

Carly: Do we have to see him?

Rose: Can't you do the procedure yourself?

Weston: Ah, Carly and Rose. Two of my greatest creations. What a pleasure it's going to be to work on you again. Oh, Rose, look at you. You had such potential. But you ran away before I was finished on you. And look at you now. You're -- you're half-baked. You can't blame me for that, Rose, can you? Oh, but Carly, ah, you're perfection. You'd make the gods green with envy.

Rose: You just stay away from her, you hear me?! You stay away from her!

Weston: Hey, hey, hey, get her off me!

Rose: Come back here!

Weston: I don't need to be treated like that.

Jack: Rose!

[Speaking in foreign language]

James: Oh, darling I thought you'd be glued to a mirror or shooting off fireworks.

Barbara: There's only one thing I feel like shooting.

James: So ungrateful after I give you back your beautiful face.

Barbara: It will be such a comfort in jail.

James: You're not going to jail, darling.

Barbara: Jail is precisely where I am going once Jack Snyder tracks us down.

James: Oh, I wouldn't be expecting Jack too soon.

Barbara: Why? What have you done? What have you done with Jack, James?

James: Well, you see, because of you, I've done the far, far better thing, Barbara. You inspired me with that spasm of self-sacrifice in the fun-house. Oh, yes, Saint Barbara, Saint Barbara.

Barbara: What "far, far better thing" have you done?

James: Well, darling, you see, even as we speak, George Townes, A.K.A. Dr. Weston, is preparing to restore the faces of Carly and Rose.

Barbara: Weston was snared and taken to Oakdale? Is that a fact? Are you sure?

James: I negotiated his capture and cleared $1 million on the deal, $1 million in euros, and I have a banker in Switzerland who will funnel it to us. You see? So we are liquid, my dear, and we are redeemed.

Barbara: Only you would help yourself while you're helping others.

James: Oh, darling, that was almost affectionate. We are making progress.

Barbara: Behave yourself, James, and you'll find out how affectionate I can be.

James: That's exactly what I'm counting on. Because, you see, soon Carly and Rose will be their plump plummy selves, ready to forgive and forget, but we do have one fish left to fry before you are totally exonerated. Well, darling, what do you think? Shall we sauté her in white wine and shallots? Or she's kind of small. Maybe we should just throw her back.

Simon: Whoa.

[Cat meows]

Katie: What are you doing?

Simon: You are not going up there.

Katie: I'm just going to get the cat. I'll be right back.

Simon: No, no. You are not going anywhere until I have a chance to check out this entire house.

Katie: It's just a cat.

Simon: Yes, and I'm going to go up there, by myself, and check it out.

Katie: Oh, no, no, mister. If I can't go by myself, then you can't go by yourself.

Simon: All right, fine, fine, all right? We'll go together.

Katie: Who said you get to go first?

Simon: Me. Pussy cats love me.

Katie: Oh, please!

Simon: I can't go anywhere if you're going to keep pulling me back.

Katie: We're going together, remember?

Simon: Yes, fine.

Katie: It's our pact. I'm staying right behind you, mister.

Weston: If you think I'm going to help you -- I'll sue this hospital into bankruptcy before I smooth one wrinkle on her desiccated face!

Rose: Oh, you know, I'll make sure you end up in prison where they haven't seen fresh meat since Christmas!

John: All right, listen, none of that will be necessary. Dr. Weston will cooperate. If he doesn't, I will feed him to the two of you.

Bob: In case you have forgotten, this is a hospital and patients need peace and quiet to recuperate.

Jack: It won't happen again, doctor.

John: Yeah, well, Carly and Rose are just a little upset by Dr. Weston's attitude.

Weston: I'm not going to be treated this way, Jack. This wasn't part of our deal.

Rose: What was the deal, Jack?

Jack: All you need to know is that you're going to get your health back, Rose.

Weston: Yeah. Not that you deserve it, you ungrateful troll!

Rose: What? Ungrateful for what? For surviving? That wasn't part of the plan, was it?

Weston: You two were part of the greatest scientific experiment of the 21st Century, a Nobel prize in the making. I made the two of you famous. I daresay none of you are capable of understanding this at all.

Bob: Look, we prepped a room for you. You make good for these women and then get out of my hospital.

Weston: Well, I guess he told me. All right, kitten, you're up first.

Rose: So what was the deal, Jack? Does he go free if he fixes our faces?

Jack: I am not at liberty to discuss that with you.

Rose: Damn it, Jack, Emily is out there somewhere! You shouldn't agree to anything.

Jack: Yeah, but we need him, Rose. You need him, Carly needs him.

Carly: Did he say anything about Emily at all? Her condition or if she got away?

Jack: He has no idea where she is.

Carly: Oh, you believe that?

Jack: Let me just say that when I was questioning him, it wasn't possible for him to lie to me.

Rose: So he walks?

Jack: I did the best I could, Rose, under the circumstances!

Rose: Three counts of kidnapping.

Jack: No, he didn't kidnap you, Rose, Steinbeck did!

Rose: Whatever. What do you call it -- aiding and abetting. He did grievous bodily harm to us!

Jack: Which he agreed to reverse. That's it. It's done, it's over.

John: I think we should get Carly into her room, perhaps a sedative, huh?

Carly: Oh, God help me.

Jack: Listen, listen, Carly, this is your call, okay? If you want to get the treatment, fine. I will stand by you. And if you want to tell him to go to hell, that's up to you. But this is your shot. I need you to know that.

Carly: Okay. Okay, I'll do it. Let's just get it over with.

Margo: Interpol has conducted a search of the spa, of the grounds. No Emily. They even sent patrols up through the mountains. No Emily. They dug up that graveyard. There's no Emily, no body. She's still alive.

Hal: Then why hasn't she made contact?

Margo: Don't you think it's a pretty safe bet that Steinbeck has her stashed someplace? No, look at the way he's played the game so far. He gave us Carly in exchange for Barbara. Don't you think that he's probably holding on to Emily?

Hal: So he can trade her, too.

Margo: Exactly -- knowing that you would do anything to get her back. She is his ace in the hole.

Hal: You know, you're right. I've forgotten how to think like a cop. And please watch the card references.

Margo: See, there you are. I knew you were there under that mountain of guilt.

Hal: So what's the word on Barbara and Steinbeck? Oh, come on, Margo. If you're serious about wanting me back behind my desk --

Margo: We have a report that they have entered Thailand with fake passports. We haven't confirmed it as yet.

Hal: You've got people at all the airports?

Margo: We've got people at bus stations, train stations, rickshaw stations. We'll find him. We'll bring him in. It's a matter of time.

Hal: Matter of time. Meanwhile, Will and Daniel have lost their mothers, I'm in a psych ward, Rose and Carly are hospitalized, and Steinbeck is in some rice paddy counting his money! It doesn't seem fair somehow. It doesn't seem quite right.

Margo: Hal, please, come on.

Hal: You know what, Margo? As long as there's breath in my body, I'm coming after him. He won't get away. As long as I can do it, I'm going to get him.

Margo: All right! There you are.

Barbara: Emily -- what have you done to her?

James: She's still alive if that's what you mean.

Barbara: Where has she been?

James: She's been at the spa with the other ladies. But after Rose ran off, I decided to put her in cold storage.

Barbara: You are a madman. Her face. Why hasn't she aged like Rose and Carly?

James: Disappointed, darling? Oh, come on, don't fight it. You are who you are, and I adore you.

Barbara: Answer my question.

James: Well, her face was supposed to be treated like Rose and Carly's, but then, at the last minute, I decided against it in case I needed her.

Barbara: For what?

James: Insurance. You see, if I found myself in a tight spot, I could use Emily to negotiate as a little bargaining chip. But now she's no longer needed. So, what I think we need to do is some housecleaning.

Barbara: Housecleaning?

James: Spring cleaning, whatever. When we throw away things we no longer need.

Barbara: While you're meditating on a metaphor, would you help me get her out of here?

James: All right. All right, darling. Okay, here we go. Upsy daisy. A little stretch of the old leg after a nice, long trip. A little sleep, a little rest. Here we go. Oh, I think she's doing just fine, darling. Yeah, she's great.

Barbara: She needs to go to a hospital.

James: She's just sedated. That's all.

Barbara: No, no, no, no. No, she's dehydrated. She's obviously starving. She needs medical attention, James.

James: And then what, Barbara?

Barbara: And then we drop her off at the emergency room, and we leave! End of story!

James: No, there would be an epilogue. She's a journalist. She pinpoints our location. I do not plan on going to jail. We can't afford to let her go.

Barbara: If we sedate her again, she won't remember her name, James.

James: Do you have any idea what it's taken up until now to keep our tracks covered? Getting your face fixed, scurrying around the world, picking up that money that I got because I turned in Weston. Huh? So we wouldn't be down to our last yen. Do you have any idea?

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

James: I do not know. I do not know! But I know that Emily, alive, is a big problem!

Barbara: What are you thinking?

James: I'm not thinking anything, Barbara. This is your party. You decide what to do with our groggy little friend.

Barbara: You told me that Weston is healing Rose and Carly. Well, I want the same thing done to Emily. I want her sent home. Give her life back to her!

James: Back to Hal? Hmm. You hear that, Emily? Barbara is doing the far, far better thing. This makes twice in her whole life. So, if you're so damn inspired, you decide what to do.

Barbara: I'm not deciding anything! This is your mess! You clean it up!

James: All right. I shall.

[Emily groans]

Barbara: What are you doing? What are you doing?

James: I am making a decision is what I'm doing.

Barbara: Which is?

James: I'm going to put little Emily back into the trunk, lock it, give the porter some money and dump her in the harbor!

Emily: No, Barbara, please, no.

Barbara: No, James, don't. James, don't!

James: Listen, listen -- you live with it. I have made all the difficult decisions up till now. I got the three little ladies to France, into the spa, safe and snug. And look how that turned out. And what thanks did I get? None. So I am making one more decision -- she goes into the harbor.

Emily: No!

Barbara: Okay, okay, okay! I'll make the decision!

[Emily sobbing]

James: Fantastic.

Barbara: We take her to the hospital. And then you and I leave the country.

Hal: So -- what else is going on? The Scudder case?

Margo: Uh, that case is closed. Mary Mennihan killed Nick Scudder, we have a witness who verified that.

Hal: Ah, well, so Abigail's off the hook. That must be a big relief.

Margo: It's a big relief to all of them. Yeah, it is.

Hal: But --

Margo: I'm going to fill you in on this later. Okay, buddy?

Hal: Come on, stop treating me like a mental patient and tell me what happened. It's not Adam, is it?

Margo: No, no, no. Adam -- he's fine.

Hal: Well then, come on. Tell me what happened.

Margo: Jake McKinnon died. He took a bullet at point-blank range trying to save Molly from Mary Mennihan. Mennihan fell from the roof. D.O.A. Hal -- Hal?

Hal: Jake's dead?

Margo: Yeah. I'm sorry. Hal, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry. I'm so sorry.

[Hal cries] I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Hal. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you. I shouldn't have told you.

Katie: All right, I'm straight here. Here, kitty, kitty. Oh!

[Screaming]

Simon: Hey, hey, hey. You okay? You all right?

Katie: Yeah. I think so. Are you?

Simon: Yeah, I'm fine. You broke my fall.

Katie: You're a lousy carpenter. You know that?

Simon: Look, my woodwork is fine, okay? I bet Dahlia's got something to do with this.

Katie: Dah -- oh, my God. Do you think she was trying to kill me again?

Simon: Absolutely. Katie, that banister was solid.

Katie: You're right. It was totally sturdy. Oh, my God. Do you know what this means? She got to us right here -- right in our very own home.

Jack: Hey.

Carly: Hmm?

Jack: Hey, look at me, instead. Huh? Look at me. It's going to be fine.

Carly: Yeah?

Jack: Yeah.

Carly: Jack, if you weren't here, I swear I would jump out of this bed. I'd be gone, someplace far away, where they'd never find me.

Jack: Montana?

Carly: Okay, so maybe they would find me.

Jack: I'd never tell your secrets.

Carly: Good, since they're yours, too.

Jack: You know, when this is all over, we could go back there. Just you and me. You know, if you're up to it.

Carly: Sign me up.

Jack: We'll take long rides high in the mountains. Look out over that big blue sky.

Carly: Warm Chinook winds.

Jack: Ah, the stars at night.

Carly: Magic.

Jack: Had to be. How else would you get a shy Midwestern guy like me out on the dance floor with a honky-tonk gal like you?

[Carly giggles]

Carly: I seem to recall you having a pretty good time once I got you out there.

Jack: Yeah, never better.

Carly: And then you kissed me.

Jack: Sure you didn't kiss me?

Carly: If I didn't, I should have. And that was the beginning --

Jack: Of everything good.

Carly: I don't want to lose it.

Jack: Hey, am I going anywhere?

Carly: What if this doesn't work --

Jack: Be quiet. You know, listen to me -- no matter what happens, we are going to get through this -- together. 'Cause if there's one thing I've learned through this whole thing, it's that I want to spend the rest of my life with you -- if you'll have me.

Carly: Oh, Jack. I want that, too.

Bob: Carly? We're ready to start.

[Carly sighs]

Carly: So am I.

Katie: I can't believe she got to us in our very own home.

Simon: She's getting desperate. She couldn't break us up, so she's taking stupid risks. When I find her --

Katie: We're not safe here, are we? All right, maybe Margo could put us in some kind of witness protection program or something. Or we could stay with Margo and Tom. Or we could go back to the Lakeview suite. I don't know. We cannot take the stairs and live on room service for the rest of our lives.

Simon: Look, we're going to call Margo. All right? Let's go and call her. Let's just get outta here.

Katie: Okay. Ow --

Simon: What, what, what?

Katie: Oh, God. I think we fell on my arm. It didn't hurt that bad. But when you touched it --

Simon: Okay, wait, wait. Does that hurt?

Katie: Yeah.

Simon: Katie, I think your wrist is fractured.

Margo: Sorry. I'm so sorry. I never should have told you. I'm sorry. I told him about Jake McKinnon. I'm sorry.

Dr. Michaels: Don't be. Don't be. There was a time when Hal couldn't feel anything. At least now he's having a normal reaction to the death of someone he knew for a long time. Oh, Hal, I'm sorry you got such bad news.

[Hal sniffling]

Hal: I'm sorry, Margo. You're probably soaked.

Margo: Oh, I'll dry.

Hal: How's Molly?

Margo: Just taking it an hour at a time.

Hal: See, this is the thing. You get up, and something just smacks you right back down again.

Dr. Michaels: Don't be discouraged, Hal. This is grief. It's real, and it's normal. And once you get through it, don't be surprised if you feel a lot stronger than you have in a long time.

Hal: Please -- do me a favor. You tell Abigail and Molly how very, very sorry I am.

Margo: Of course I will. I will. And I'll come back and see you again in a couple of days, huh?

Hal: And you let me know the second that you hear anything about Emily.

Margo: Yeah. Yes, Hal.

Hal: People love me.

Dr. Michaels: Yeah. A lot of people love you and miss you.

Hal: I'd forgotten. You know, I never figured Jake for -- early retirement.

Dr. Michaels: No. I didn't, either.

Hal: He was so hungry, so full of life. I guess you can't bet on anything anymore.

Dr. Michaels: Well, that's what we've been talking about, isn't it? Faith and flexibility?

Hal: Oh, I can bend my knees. I can do that fine. It's the faith part. That's -- you know, something like this happens when you're -- when you're counting on your assumptions, you know? How you're going to handicap the race. I mean, Jake McKinnon. "Now, this guy is not going to die." Or Emily. Emily is --

Dr. Michaels: Why? Because you count to three before you have a cup of coffee? You can't control it, Hal. The good or the bad. All you can do is bend your knees and ask for help when you need it and make positive choices. That -- faith, that's what it is. Positive choices.

Hal: And if you're just fresh out of positive choices? Or if you just don't feel like it anymore? What happens then, huh, Dr. Michaels? What happens then?

James: So -- that's your decision? We let Emily go.

Barbara: And then we leave the country.

James: And she tells what to the authorities? That James Steinbeck and Barbara Ryan have kidnapped her, and they're making their way out of the country.

Barbara: So we sedate her again. She can't tell anyone anything until we're away safely.

James: There is no "away safely," Barbara! I do not intend to get caught. Now, if your guilt prevents you from seeing the simple solution here, as much as it pains me, I'm afraid we're going to have to part.

Barbara: You're leaving me?

James: Not exactly leaving. Think, darling. If I don't leave one woman behind who could point the finger at me, hmm? Why would I leave two?

Barbara: Meaning what?

James: I'll have to kill you both.

Emily: Barbara --

Barbara: Shut up, Emily!

Emily: Listen to me!

James: Never did buy you that whip, did I, darling? I think you would have loved it.

Barbara: Don't talk to me in the past tense, James. I have no intention on sharing Emily's fate.

Emily: Barbara, please.

Barbara: One more word, Emily, I swear I'll put you back in that trunk myself!

James: Changing your mind, darling?

Barbara: I had no idea this was so important to you.

James: My freedom is my most precious possession, even more precious than you -- the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I've done everything I can for you, Barbara. Now you're going to do something for me. You're going to decide. You're either with me or against me. Do we do away with Emily and spend the rest of our life in Shangri la? Or do I do away with both of you?

Rose: How can we be sure that that guy is not doing something worse to Carly? Like trying to kill her? You ever think of that?

Paul: Rose, I would not let you go through with this if I thought there was any chance, any chance at all, of a bad outcome. Okay?

Rose: By turning out worse than I already am?

Paul: I'm kind of fond of you right now.

Rose: Mm. Well, you must be if you're willing to marry me looking like this.

Paul: I will marry you anytime, anyplace, any way I can get you.

Rose: Mm. Trust me to fall in love with a guy who's totally crazy.

Paul: Crazy in love for you.

Rose: You know why I want to look like my old self again, don't you? I mean, I know I wasn't the prettiest girl in New Jersey, but I wasn't half bad.

Paul: You mean there are prettier girls than you in Jersey?

Rose: There's a couple. But they're afraid of me, so don't get any ideas.

[Paul laughs] you got it?

Rose: Oh, how is she? How'd it go?

Bob: Well, we'll know soon enough.

Rose: Can I see her?

Bob: No, she's still sedated, and we'll have to wait awhile.

Rose: Is she wrapped in bandages?

Bob: Well, hospital dressings.

Weston: You should have seen me, Rose. I was magnificent, if I do say so myself.

Paul: This should be easier with Rose, right? Her skin hasn't aged to the same degree?

Weston: Ah. Yes, you're right. Yes, it will be easier to fix our Rosie. So what do you say, Rose? Are you ready to entrust your face to my care?

Rose: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm ready.

Weston: Well, tough luck, cookie. 'Cause I'm not going to raise a finger to help you.

Paul: What do you mean? What do you mean you're not going to treat her? We had an agreement, Weston!

Weston: Too bad. Her case doesn't interest me. She bores me, in fact.

Paul: You know what, Weston? You're going to treat her. You're going to treat her! I'm going to drag you into that room myself!

Rose: Come on, stop! Stop! Stop!

Paul: Get off me! Get off me!

Rose: Stop!

Weston: I had no agreement with you.

Bob: Listen -- this is no time to be playing games. This young woman has suffered enough. Now, if I were you, I would go down and start your preparations, or I will reinstate the charges against you.

Weston: After what this woman did to me?

Rose: What do you mean, what I did to you?!

Weston: She refused treatment, doctor. She turned the other patients against me and is responsible for causing a scandal that cost me my clinic and my freedom. And you want me to fix her? I'd sooner smear her with honey and cover her with fire ants.

Rose: Oh, you -- you want me to apologize for what you did to me?

Jack: What is going on out here?

Bob: We got a problem.

Paul: He's refusing to treat Rose.

Jack: What? No, that wasn't the agreement, Weston.

Weston: Oh. Oh, the agreement. The agreement that was reached in the dark of night, at the end of civilization, with a gun pointing at me. Well, you're in a hospital now, Jack. You're not going to be able to shoot your gun off, right, Bob?

Jack: Fine. Fine. We'll call the bureau. We'll go back to the original charges.

Weston: Oh? And watch as Rose continues to decay and wither? Now, I don't think so.

Jack: What do you want?

Weston: I want something -- more. I want a new deal. Or else Rose is doomed to, well -- this.

Katie: My wrist can't be broken. How am I going to sell videos if I can't curl?

[Simon sighs] Simon, what's wrong?

Simon: No, I'm fine. No, I'm not, all right? She's gone too far this time, okay? She has crossed the line. We have -- we have played by the rules, okay? Calling the cops, living by Dahlia's game plan. That -- that is it. It has gone too far.

Katie: I know. I understand. I'm with you.

Simon: I'm sorry, Katie. I've done a lousy job of protecting you. But it stops here, Katie. You are not going to get hurt again.

Katie: Honey, I'm not the only one in danger. She's after you, too. Look at what just happened. We could both be dead right now. We're in this together, babe, whether we like it or not.

Dr. Michaels: Hal, after what you have been through, physically, emotionally, depression is to be expected. Give yourself time to recover before you start questioning your purpose in life.

Hal: It's -- it's not that. It's just that -- if Emily doesn't come back --

Dr. Michaels: I think there's every reason to be hopeful.

Susan: Hal? Oh, I'm sorry. Are you in session?

Dr. Michaels: No, no. We're just chatting.

Susan: I just got off shift, and I ran into John. He said that Weston character is treating Carly and Rose? Well, I'm thrilled for them, of course, but I -- I don't know. I just felt somehow --

Hal: So, we've used up all our miracles?

Susan: I don't know. Have we? They should've found Emily by now.

Dr. Michaels: I've got a patient. But can I just say one thing before I go? These women were not caught in an avalanche, their plane didn't go down. They were deliberately abducted, and they've been returned when James Steinbeck felt like returning them. So I -- I just think it's premature to draw any conclusions about Emily.

Susan: Thank you, Lynn.

Dr. Michaels: I'll look in on you later, Hal.

Hal: Okay.

Susan: How are you?

[Hal scoffs]

Hal: Bad.

[Hal laughs]

Susan: Good. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dump all my -- I don't know -- fear, selfishness. I really am happy for Rose and Carly. It's just --

Hal: You don't have to explain it to me, Susan. I'm just as worried as you are.

Susan: I don't know what to say anymore. I -- what do I say to Daniel when he asks me, "when is mommy coming home?" What do I tell him?

Hal: He's with Tom and Margo?

Susan: And they've been great, and Alison and I have been there every day. But without his mommy --

Hal: Susan -- when I get outta here, I have made up my mind. I am going to Europe, and I don't care if the Swiss army, Interpol and the FBI have got trained malamutes over there. I'm going back there, and I'm going over every inch of it, over every cave, over every crevasse, over every cabin, and I am going to find her. And I am going to bring her back here.

Susan: Thank you. Thank you.

James: You know I can't let you go.

Barbara: No, you can't. I had no idea how much this meant to you, James.

James: It's not negotiable.

Barbara: I know that. I'll do whatever you want.

James: Kill her?

Barbara: If that's what you want me to do.

Emily: Barbara -- Barbara, listen to me -- please! Ah!

James: Nicely done. I almost believed you.

Barbara: Oh, please. After all these months I've spent with you, I'd be a fool to lie to you. I'd never get away with it. Besides, James -- I owe you. I had no idea how much I needed this -- to look like myself again. You gave this back to me. I'll do anything for you.

James: Anything?

Barbara: Shall I slit her throat? Would that prove to you that I'm yours?

Simon: Show me, show me. Don't squeeze it. Ah, baby, we have to get this looked at as soon as possible.

Katie: I know. And as soon as we get it all taped up, we need to come up with a new plan.

Simon: We have to start thinking like Dahlia, so we get there before she does. Ah, I'm sick of being a step behind and an hour late.

Katie: I know. It's okay. We're gaining on her. She wanted me dead, and I only got a little hurt. It's better. It is. And we're in this together, whether we like it or not. What?

Simon: I'm so glad I married you.

Katie: Why, 'cause I'm such a good sport?

Simon: Eh, partly.

Katie: Oh.

Simon: What, what? What, your arm?

Katie: No, I just realized something. We're having our own adventure, just you and me -- and no Lily.

[Simon laughs] I'm serious. Do you know how long I've waited for you to worry about me like you worried about her?

Simon: All right, you can tell me about it on the way to the hospital. You're in shock. You're delirious. Come on.

Katie: Oh, please. I'm serious. Here we are in our own house with our own adventure, and I'm happy. I know it sounds crazy, but I'm happy.

Simon: Then I am, too. I love you.

Katie: I love you.

Simon: Careful.

[Simon sighs]

[Cat meowing]

James: Careful --

Barbara: This could be messy, James. Are you sure you want that? Evidence lying around?

James: No one knows she's here. She won't be missed.

Barbara: But the hotel staff -- maybe we should get towels -- sheets, linens? We can put them in the trunk, wrap her up in them. What do you say? There's a linen closet out in the hallway.

James: You're trying to get rid of me.

Barbara: Oh, no. I'll go. You can kill her.

James: You'll accept any challenge, won't you, my dear? Hmm?

Barbara: I married you.

James: Finish her off.

Barbara: By the time you get back.

Paul: How about I give you a new deal, Weston? You treat Rose, or I'll break your neck --

[All shouting]

Paul: Get off me, Jack! Damn it! Get off me!

Weston: Ah, look, it's young love. Or I should say May/December romance.

Jack: Listen, the feds, they don't have a sense of humor with people who renege!

Weston: Oh. I'm not talking about reneging. I'm talking about augmenting. You see, I still want to go to someplace safe and sunny. But this time, I want $1 million to cushion my fall. And I want to go to Spain. No one is looking for me there. Oh, and I want it in writing.

Jack: And if the feds are unwilling?

Weston: Well, then our poor Rosie -- she gets to turn all the mirrors to the wall. It's up to you, Jack. You understand me -- or not?

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