As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 5/14/02
Proofread by Ebele
Margo: I'm still here. Still here. I'm still looking for any surprises. How's my sister?
Katie: Small fracture. Whoo! It's good to be home.
Margo: Home, yeah. Home is supposed to be a safe place, Katie.
Katie: So the banter really was sabotaged?
Katie: Oh, God. I guess I was just hoping --
Simon: Did you find anything else suspicious, Margo?
Margo: Yes. There's no evidence of a forced break-in. All the doors and windows were locked from the inside. So whoever broke in here had to have a key.
Simon: This is all my fault. I never should have let Katie follow me up the stairs --
Margo: Katie, I want you to come home with me tonight.
Katie: No. I'll be fine. I'm going to stay with Simon. We made a pact to stick together.
Margo: No, it's not a good idea, Katie. I want you safe.
Katie: I don't think Dahlia's going to strike again already. Do you?
Simon: I think what your sister is politely trying to say is that she thinks you'll be a lot safer away from me.
Katie: But you didn't sabotage the banister. Dahlia did.
Margo: Dahlia, Dahlia, Dahlia. You know, for someone who hasn't been seen or heard from in weeks, she certainly has been the reason for a lot of things. Dahlia would have had to have a key to get in here. When did you give her a key, huh?
Katie: I didn't. She probably stole one.
Katie: I don't know. When she was decorating our cottage with things to make Simon look guilty. Why are you playing the suspicious cop all of a sudden again?
Simon: I think it's because she's worried about you. Is that why, yes? Because she's worried about you. She's your sister.
Katie: You know what you should be worried about? You should be worried about what Dahlia's after. She's trying to break us up. And I have no idea why or why she staged her disappearance or why she's making it look like Simon is guilty of Jill Scully's murder. I just know she is.
Margo: All right, Katie, I know that you've got this theory that somehow Dahlia is targeting Simon --
Katie: It's more than just a theory, Margo. [Margo sighs] oh, God! I hate it when you guys do that. What?
Simon: I think what Margo is wondering is why, if I'm the target, you're the one with the fractured wrist. Yeah?
Aaron: Hi. I'm here for a pickup for my sister, Abigail Williams.
Waitress: It's not ready, yet. Sorry.
Aaron: Okay, I'll come back later. 20 minutes?
Lucy: You didn't need more make-up. You looked fine.
Alison: So now I look better.
Lucy: This is boring. I'm sick of having Fenwick drive us all over Oakdale just so we can look for somebody else's boyfriend.
Alison: You don't have the right attitude.
Lucy: Oh, that's right. I forgot. We're on a manhunt. Alison, this guy isn't a man. He's a sleaze ball. He shouldn't have been flirting with other girls or letting them flirt with him. Not when he's supposed to be with Abigail.
Alison: Can I help it if he finds me more attractive?
Lucy: Get over yourself. I mean, where do you come up with this stuff? [Imitating Alison] "can I help it if he finds me more attractive?"
Alison: That's what my sister Emily would say. Everything I learned about men, I learned from her.
Abigail: So I gave the tape of Jake's favorite songs to Mabel, and Aaron's gone to get the desserts.
Molly: I guess I'd better deal with the rest of the food then.
Abigail: Oh, no, that's done. Mabel gave me the menu. There's hot dogs and hot dogs with kraut, hot dogs with cheese -- [imitating Jake] "hot dogs with extra-hot chili sauce and jalapeno peppers and a side of bicarbonate of soda."
[Laughter] that was fun.
Molly: It's been a long while since we laughed like that, huh?
Abigail: It kind of -- kind of takes my mind off the bad things, right?
Molly: It's this place. Even the night that Jake was brought into the hospital --
Molly: I warn you, Abigail, this is going to sound really strange. But --
Abigail: You can tell me.
Molly: We were here. I felt us here. We were here dancing. While, you know, in some other place, they were working to save Jake's life. I warned you. Honey, he is with me so much of the time -- even now. Just the other day, I thought I saw him at the house.
Abigail: And I am sure that you did. After everything that happened with Vicki, I'm willing to believe anything. I just wish that you could have asked him if we could have kept custody of Bridget and Michele.
Molly: I did. I actually did. He didn't give me any answers. Speaking of which, I had left a message for Tom. I asked him to come down here because I want him to tell Donna and Marley that they are not welcome at Jake's memorial service. It's going to be hard enough to get through that without having to make nice with the people that are trying to take my children away from me.
Abigail: I know Molly -- but are you ready to declare war?
Jack: The original deal stands, Weston. You fix Carly and Rose in exchange for deportation -- period.
Weston: Hmm-mm. No. Sorry, that was a limited time offer, Jack. Now I want $1 million and a ticket to Spain. And I want it in writing, or else Rose spends the rest of her days mourning her lost youth.
Paul: You know, why don't you add blackmail to that list, Jack, huh?
Weston: Blackmail? "Blackmail" is an unfortunate term.
Paul: You know what --
Jack: Paul, I'm telling you --
Paul: Get off me, Jack --
Jack: One more time, and you are out of here! I'll talk to justice and try and get you deported to Spain.
Weston: No. No, Jack. Try -- you see, "try" is a word that people use when they expect to fail. I'm sure that Rose doesn't want you to fail. Do you, Rose? Especially now that I've cured Carly.
Bob: There's no guarantee that your treatment works.
Weston: Oh, ye of little faith.
Rose: You are a murderer, you dirt bag. You killed Libby, Mrs. Grossman. You may have killed Emily, too. You think we're just going to make you rich, look the other way? I don't think so.
Carly: Jack! Jack, help me!
Bob: Rose, you stay here. Your patient is in distress, Weston. Do something about it.
Carly: Get it off me! Get it off me, please!
John: It's John. It's John.
Carly: Please make it stop! Please!
Jack: Fix her! Fix her! Do what you can, now!
Carly: Help me, please! Please!
James: You'll take any challenge, won't you?
Barbara: I married you, didn't I?
James: Finish her off.
Barbara: By the time you get back.
Barbara: Sorry, Emily. It's you or me.
Emily: No, no. Barbara, listen to me. It doesn't have to be this way. You're a mother. Don't take my son away from me. Please, just --
Barbara: I have to think about my children, too. If I don't kill you, James will make sure that I never see them again.
Emily: No! No. He would never do that. He would never kill you. I --
Barbara: Shut up, Emily! I can make this fast or make this painful -- your choice.
[Emily screams] shh, shh, shh! Shh, shh, shh, shh!
Emily: It hurts!
Barbara: Listen, listen. Listen, I'm trying to help you. I'm trying to help you. Keep that in your mouth in case he walks back in. Do you understand?
Barbara: Shut up, Emily! Shut up! Shut up, all right? Right now, I don't want to hear any more from you. No more loudness. We can't have anyone hearing you! [Muffled screams] you shut up. Shut up! [Muffled screams] help me! Help me!
Lucy: I have to go. I don't want my dad to worry.
Alison: Then call him. If you go now, I don't have Fenwick to drive me. And I still have to go to Yo's after Java Underground, and if -- if Hotte isn't at either of those places, then I'll call it a night, I swear.
Lucy: You're going to Yo's? Man, my dad would kill me if I went in there without him knowing.
Alison: Okay, just the underground. Please, Lucy?
Lucy: All right. But after Java underground, we have to go home.
Alison: Deal. Um, I'll go downstairs and look for hottie. Um, you stay here and wait for our drinks. And if he comes by, call me on my cell.
Lucy: But this is so lame.
Alison: And if he's downstairs, I'll call you on yours.
Lucy: Uh, wait.
Waitress: Your drinks are ready.
Lucy: Thanks. Oh.
Aaron: Hey, I know you. From Al's, right? You're the girl that hates me. Hmm -- what I don't know is why?
Molly: Jake was such a great father. He was the best father. He was never too tired to play with them or read to them.
Abigail: Do you remember the tea parties he used to have with them?
Molly: Yeah. [Laughter] him sitting in their little, teeny-tiny chairs, drinking out of those little teacups and eating animal crackers. I'm so glad that you're going to be around to help me fill these empty moments, because there's going to be a lot of them with Jake gone.
Molly: Honey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound like I expected you to give up your life to help me raise Bridget and Michele.
Abigail: Bridget and Michele are a part of my life. They always will be.
Molly: Yeah, but you've gone so long without any normal life, you know? I mean, sometime soon, you know, you're going to -- you're going to have to get back on track and do things people do your age -- school, friends.
Abigail: Yeah. I'm glad you mentioned that -- school. Iíve been thinking a lot about it. I want to start up right away.
Molly: Right away? I had -- uh, I just thought that maybe you'd want to take a few weeks. But if you think you're ready --
Abigail: I'm dropping film and switching my major to English.
Molly: That's kind of huge. You were very excited about film.
Abigail: Yeah. Yeah.
Molly: This is about more than just switching your major, isn't it?
Abigail: Yeah. Adam's been so good to me. He's been right by me through everything -- [car approaches] -- never doubting my innocence.
Abigail: I don't want to be Adam's girlfriend anymore, and I don't know how to tell him that.
Tom: Well, tell him straight up. I mean, I raised the boy. And this much I can tell you -- Adam can handle anything as long as it's the truth.
Weston: Her vitals are fine. The discomfort that she's feeling is perfectly normal.
Bob: There's nothing normal about this whole thing.
Jack: This is more than "discomfort." John, take the bandages off. Give her something for the pain.
Weston: Her nerve endings are coming back to life, people. This is only going to last a short while. Now, shortly, you're going to start feeling some tingling in your extremities.
Jack: Carly -- what are you feeling?
Carly: It's like he said, Jack. But I feel something in my fingertips and my toes. It doesn't hurt exactly. The pain's gone.
Jack: Are you sure?
Carly: Yes. Yeah, I'm fine, Jack. I'm fine now.
Barbara: If you fight me, you're just making it worse! Don't you see that, Emily?!
Barbara: Stop! Emily, stop! What are you doing?! What are you doing?!
Emily: Untie me. Untie my feet.
[Emily gasps] thank you. Thank you so much.
[Barbara groans] oh, you son of a --
Barbara: Emily! Stop! [Screaming] it's going to be a pleasure to kill you, Emily Stewart. A pleasure to kill you!
Emily: Let go of me!
Emily: Because you're going to help me escape.
Abigail: Thanks for the advice, Tom. Molly, I'm going to get the flowers and arrange them outside.
Molly: Thank you for being so understanding. I mean, it's really sad to think of Abigail and Adam breaking up, isn't it? But you were very sweet to her.
Tom: Well, at least she considers his feelings as important as hers, so you can't ask for much more than that. Perhaps that should be my fallback career -- counseling the under 21 set on love and loss.
Molly: How about the over 21 set? We need help, too. I can't lose Bridget and Michele, Tom.
Tom: And your counter petition is in place to get custody.
Molly: I really wish we didn't have to battle this out in Bay City, because I hate giving Donna and Marley home-court advantage.
Tom: Well, that doesn't worry me nearly as much as the fact that Donna and Marley are related by blood, and you're not.
Molly: I was their mother in every other way. And almost more importantly, Vicki wanted me to be.
Tom: Well, you can't really address that in court, can you? I mean, all you can do is try to prove that they're better off with you than with their grandmother and an aunt. And during that process, Donna and Marley are going to be throwing some mud your way.
Molly: I know. That's why I know that I have to find something to throw back. So I've had some research done
Tom: Hi, hi.
Kim: The information you wanted.
Molly: Yeah. I was just telling Tom. Do you think what you found is going to help?
Kim: Maybe, if you've got the stomach for it.
Rose: Carly didn't sound too good, did she? I risked my life getting away from Weston, and now I'm going to put my face in his hands again?
Paul: Hey, hey, hey. Listen to me. You don't have to be afraid of this guy. You beat him. But if you want to go home, I'll take you.
Rose: I don't think I can face him again. I don't.
Holden: Rose --
Rose: Holden, you know what? If you brought Pop or anybody else along with you, forget it? It's too late.
Holden: What's wrong?
Rose: Carly's treatment may not be working. And the guy refused to work on me at all, so --
Rose: That's all right. Don't be sorry. I'm just going to go back to my house and cuddle up with Paul where the walls are not white.
Holden: That's probably not such a good idea right now.
Paul: Why? What happened?
Holden: I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but somebody broke into Rose's place.
Holden: Probably when we were having dinner. It seems that nothing was stolen, but the whole place was torn apart.
Katie: Simon, will you get me some water? I want to take some aspirin.
Simon: Katie, if you're trying to get me out of the room so you can defend my actions to the Police, then I think I can do it myself.
Katie: No, no. I'm defending you to my sister. There's a difference. Right? Please, just give us some time.
Margo: Katie, I like Simon, I do. When -- when Hal and Jack were missing, I -- I ever grew to respect him.
Katie: Then why are you treating him like a suspect?
Margo: Because you -- I saw you hurt. Now I've got to wonder if my feelings about Simon are clouding my better judgment.
Katie: He didn't do this. Dahlia did.
Margo: Why? What's her motivation?
Katie: She is convinced that Simon killed her sister, Monique. I think revenge is motivation.
Margo: Yes, it is. It's an excellent motivation. Let's not forget Simon's. Katie, you've got money now. He's got a really bad track record with rich wives. A first-year law student could build a case against him.
Katie: He's innocent, Margo. I don't know how I know, but I do.
Margo: All right. Look, whether these accidents were caused by Dahlia or Simon, the bottom line is, you are risking your life by staying with your husband.
Katie: Isn't that what marriage is -- a risk? You -- you tie your future to someone else's. You hand over your dreams to them, and you hope that they come true.
Margo: I know, baby. There are risks, and then there are emotional risks. This is danger. You're putting yourself in danger. There's no reason you have to risk your life to prove your love for this man --
Katie: Why not? Margo, Simon is the only thing I have in the world -- the only thing. He has put himself on the line for me, and the only thing he expects in return is that I trust him. And I'm going to do that. Do you know why? Because one day, after 100 years of doing laundry and making dinners and raising our kids together, he's going to hold my hand. And I'm going to die knowing that I lived life for the right reason, the only thing that matters in this life -- loving someone else and knowing that they love you.
James: Not so fast, Ms. Stewart! Not so fast!
Emily: Let go of me!
James: What have you done to Barbara? What have you done to Barbara, huh?!
Emily: Nothing she didn't deserve.
James: Barbara? Barbara?
Emily: Is he dead? Is he dead? Okay, is he dead?
Barbara: James? James?!
Lucy: Come on, answer your phone.
Alison: Hi, it's Alison.
Lucy: Where are you? Hottie whatever-you-call-him is here. Hurry up.
Aaron: Hey, sis.
Abigail: I like that. I can get used to that.
Aaron: I'm going to have to stay a little bit later, the desserts aren't ready yet.
Abigail: Oh, well, thanks. It's so weird putting together a party for someone who died. I'm really glad you're going to be here.
Aaron: Me, too. How about when I get there we take a ride on my bike?
Abigail: I'd love to, if Molly doesn't need me.
Aaron: Cool. So, I'll see you in a while. How's the desserts looking?
Waitress: Not yet. Have a coffee.
Aaron: On the house? Thanks. You never answered my first question, so, I thought of another one for you. If you don't like me, how come you can't stay away from me?
Lucy: Excuse me?
Aaron: It's a simple question.
Lucy: Here's a simple answer. I don't want anything to do with you.
Aaron: Then why are you so interested in my phone conversation?
Tom: This stuff on Donna and Marley is lethal. Where did you get this?
Kim: Well, it's a small world when you own a television station. And don't forget, Donna was in the business herself, too, at one point. And she's probably been interviewed more times than she can even remember. And so most of it's just public information.
Molly: Can we use these things?
Tom: Some. These facts on Marley's breakdown, they might help us. Even though Donna's going for primary custody, Marley would still be an ongoing influence in the twin's lives. So, yes, her emotional stability is a relevant issue. It might be a deciding factor for some judge.
Molly: But you don't like using it.
Tom: I didn't say that.
Molly: You didn't have to.
Tom: Before Emily disappeared, I would have done anything to gain sole custody of Daniel. Her every mistake was my ammunition. And now, to see how -- how sad he is, I'm amazed that I was even prepared to take him away from the thing that he felt the most secure with. But, you know what? That's my life, not yours. You need to tell me what you want to do.
Molly: I guess, for right now, just make sure that Donna and Marley get my message, please.
Tom: You don't want them at Jake's memorial. I'll take care of that. See ya.
Kim: Bye, dear.
Molly: What do you think?
Kim: Are you asking me if the skeletons in their closets are bigger than the ones in your closet?
Molly: I never saw myself as someone who would take a person's past mistakes and use them against them.
Kim: Well, I think I would probably have a hard time with that myself. On the other hand, if somebody was threatening my children, it's kind of hard to tell what I might do -- fighting for your children.
Molly: I know. But does that make it right?
Simon: I think about what Katie's had to go through just because she's married to me.
Margo: Well, she chose her life, Simon. And she chose you.
Simon: I'm not going to let anything happen to her.
Margo: My gut wants to believe you, but my head thinks like a cop.
Simon: Good. Good, because we need that.
Margo: If there are any more accidents, I'm going to string you up myself.
Simon: You going to go upstairs to bed?
Katie: Mm, that sounds so good.
Simon: No, you need a rest. You need a rest. I'm going to fix the banister.
Katie: No, I'm not going to stay up there all by myself. I'll help you.
Simon: No, this is not exactly a glue gun kind of job. Here, come here. You sit, here, rest up. And -- here, read this. It's your fan mail, I picked it up from the Lakeview Hotel.
Katie: Ooh, this is fun. I haven't had this since my days at Woak. Thank you.
Simon: No. Katie, thank you.
Katie: For what?
Simon: For seeing your future with me in it.
Rose: You know, whoever's in charge of my karma right now is really, really messing up big time. I mean, it's not so much that a punk broke into my place, they didn't take anything. The same thing that happened to pop back in Jersey. What the heck is going on?
Holden: I don't know. I don't know. But whoever did it, the police will find out. But until then, you stay with Lily and me. We'll get your place cleaned up, put an alarm system in for you.
Paul: Well, that's a nice offer, Holden, but she's going to stay with me. That is if you want to.
Rose: Did I just click my heels three times? Because there is no place that I'd rather be. Thank you. Thank you.
Holden: Okay, guys, I'm going to go.
Holden: Let's try and talk in the morning.
Rose: Okay. Okay, sure.
Jack: Try and get some sleep, Carly. I'm going to be right here.
Bob: I want a complete list of the possible side effects. I want to know what to expect.
Weston: Which is why that all stays right here, until my deal is all worked out.
Bob: You know, I could talk to Jack about your deal, but I'm not going to say a word until I get some answers.
Weston: What do you want to know?
Bob: This treatment that the girls received at your spa, are there any long-lasting side effects? I'm talking about internal injuries and problems that haven't shown up yet.
Weston: No, no, no. These effects are all superficial. Internal organs are unaffected.
Bob: Then why did Carly have respiratory problems when she got here.
Weston: Could have been any number of reasons -- dehydration, exposure. It wasn't a result of my work.
Jack: Weston, you're not going anywhere until I know that Carly is going to be okay.
Weston: Fine. I've always liked Carly. I've always found her to be very cooperative. But I am not lifting a finger to help Rose D'Angelo until my deal is worked out, Jack.
Jack: Well, let me tell you something. You help Rose or I'm going to make sure that you're charged with the kind of capital crimes that guarantee that you don't see the outside of Joliet. Now, Carly tells me you used to wear these tinted sunglasses when youíre treating people at the spa. Bring those along, ought to be a big hit with the boys on the cell block.
Weston: Threats -- threats don't work, Jack. Here's what works -- $1 million and a ticket to Spain, and I want it in writing.
Jack: Fix her now.
Weston: No. You're being awfully selfish, Jack. Well, your girlfriend, she had her looks restored, and you want to leave Rose looking like -- what does Shakespeare say? "A withered pear." How is she going to feel being the odd woman out here, huh?
Rose: You know how I'm going to feel? I'm going to feel fine. Don't give him anything, Jack. And if this withered pear puts you in jail for the rest of your life, I'll live with it forever.
James: I underestimated you, Barbara. My mistake.
[Girls scream] I never thought -- I never thought you'd kill me. I never thought you would. Bravo, darling. Bravo. Forgive me if I don't applaud you.
Barbara: Barely. Emily, we got to get out of here.
Emily: I'm going to the lobby. I'm going to the lobby to call Hal.
Barbara: No, you can't do that.
Emily: Why not? 'Cause he's yours now? It was you, wasn't it? Who had me kidnapped, taken away from my son, held prisoner by some psychopathic freak?
Barbara: I'm sorry.
Emily: I ought to rip that pretty new face of yours right off your face. For what you did to --
Barbara: You can't call Hal. You can't call him.
Emily: Why not?
Barbara: Because he's sick. James brainwashed him. He's probably back in the hospital by now.
Emily: In the hospital? You mean a mental ward?
Barbara: He's going to be okay. He's going to be okay, eventually. But we have got to get you back to --
Emily: Don't you touch me. This is another one of your lies, isn't it?
Barbara: No, it's not.
Emily: You'll do anything to save yourself.
Barbara: No, no, no. You go call the Oakdale PD. They'll tell you he's out on disability. Now we've got to get out of here, okay? We've got to get out of here. We've got to get out of here together.
Barbara: What are you looking for? James wouldn't let me have any contact with anyone. He wouldn't let me have anything. Including my -- my passport. My passport and his passport, too. This will slow him down. I know I'm probably the last person that you want to trust right now, but I think you'd better. I don't think you have any other choice.
Emily: No, I don't.
Barbara: All right then. We got to get you ready. Now, let's move him. You get on that end. And if he comes to, take that knife and you twist it.
Emily: With pleasure.
Lucy: I was not listening to your phone conversation. I was getting a napkin. Who asked you to sit here, anyway? Are you trying to hit on me?
Aaron: Is that why you're so crazy? The fact that I'm not trying to hit on you?
Lucy: Wow. People must be constantly telling you how mature you are.
Waitress: Your order's finally ready. Thanks for being so patient.
Lucy: Wait. I want you to meet my friend.
Aaron: Is he 6'2", bench-pressing meathead with a jealous streak?
Lucy: No, he's a girl. She's a girl -- Alison. And for some reason, she thinks you're cute.
Aaron: Oh, really? I'll tell you what, if she's as nutty as you are, I think I'm going to have to pass.
Katie: Oh, you got to hear this one. "Dear Katie, my butt used to giggle like jell-O. Now, I can bounce quarters off of it."
Simon: All right, I think this is going to hold. Don't lean against it until I put in the proper braces.
Katie: Okay. Oh, wait, you got to read this one. Oh, man -- I got to read you this one, too.
Simon: You got a pen?
Katie: Yeah, here. Why, you going to write me a fan letter?
Simon: No, just a love letter.
Katie: I wish Dahlia could see us now. What, what? What?
Weston: You lie, Rose. Every woman wants to be beautiful.
Rose: And some men want to be, um, gods. But don't expect me to get on my knees and beg you to help me. Forget it. Is Carly okay?
Jack: We think so.
Rose: Oh, that's good. Good. So, don't make any deals with Dr. Scum here. I can live with my face, but I cannot live with you walking around free.
Weston: Oh, you're playing the martyr, huh, Rose?
Rose: Take the garbage out. I'm finished with you.
Jack: You heard the lady.
Weston: Once they remove the bandages from Carly's face, you're going to rue this day. And you'd better hope that I am still in a generous mood.
Rose: Yeah, well, take a good look at this face, 'cause when you're rotting in hell, this is the face that sent you there.
Lucy: I called your phone like ten times. I left messages --
Alison: Who are you, my mother? I met a really cute guy downstairs.
Lucy: Good. 'Cause hottie was here. And now you totally missed him.
Alison: You let him get away?
Lucy: He had a date with his girlfriend. Hello? He's a loser. If he cheats on his girlfriend, he'll cheat on you.
Alison: Once he's had the best, he'll forget the rest.
Lucy: Have you ever had a boyfriend?
Alison: Too many to remember.
Lucy: Mm, yeah, zero. Look, if I was picking out my first boyfriend, it wouldn't be this guy. 'Cause underneath, he's trouble. Trouble you don't need.
Molly: Oh, McKinnon, I wish that was you coming back to tell me that this is all a big huge mistake. But you're not, are you? I'm so lost. Oh, God, I can't even decide what shoes to wear, let alone decide on the rest of Bridget and Michele's lives. I can't do this without you.
Jake: Hey, McKinnon. Sure you can. You'll do the right thing for our children because you always -- you always do the right thing. It's one of the many reasons that I love you so much.
John: Carly's starting to wake up.
Jack: What you did -- you're amazing, you know that?
Rose: Thanks, Jack.
Paul: You ready to go home?
Rose: I am ready to go home.
Paul: Let's go.
Bob: Rose, you've showed a lot of courage today.
Rose: Thank you, doctor.
John: I heard what happened. I'm sorry. Maybe he'll change his mind.
Rose: Ahh, who cares, you know? Even if he did, I don't trust him. This is my face, now and forever.
Bob: Maybe not. You know, I observed the entire treatment when he was working on Carly. And there is a videotape. Now, his procedure and treatment is not that complicated once you understand his approach.
Rose: What are you saying?
Bob: I think, with John's help, I can duplicate the treatment.
John: Are you serious?
Bob: Well, we'll have to wait and see how everything turn out for Carly. But there is the videotape, I'll take some notes, we'll do some research. Yes, I'm serious. I'm willing to try, Rose. What about you?
Rose: Well, I've had a lot of practice saying yes these days. So, what do you think, should I say yes?
Paul: I'm okay with it if you are, sweetheart.
Rose: Okay, yes. Yes. Oh, yes. Oh, thank you so much. It's a wonderful wedding present. Yes, thank you. That's good news, huh?
John: Are you out of your mind?
Carly: They're tingling, Jack.
Jack: Should I get a doctor?
Carly: No. I'm tingling because you're holding my hand. You know, this might not work, Jack. I might still look old.
Jack: Yeah, I know.
Carly: And you'll still stay with me?
Simon: I think this should help, but keep your voice down.
Katie: Okay. Did you find any others?
Simon: No, I looked all around, but I didn't see anything else, but I can't be sure.
Katie: I can't believe Dahlia did this. No wonder she was always one step ahead of us, she was listening to us. What are we going to do?
Simon: We're going to catch her using her own trap.
Porter: Madam is checking out?
Barbara: Yes, I am. And I need this trunk taken downstairs to the lobby.
Porter: Is Mr. Steinbeck leaving as well?
Barbara: No, no, no. He's just resting for a while, he'll be following me shortly. Now, you take very good care of this, Mr. Steinbeck would not want this damaged. He's brought it all the way here from Oakdale, Illinois.
Porter: Wow -- thank you, madam. I'll be very careful.
Barbara: Good, thank you. What's done is done.
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