As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 5/28/02
Proofread by Ebele
Lucy: Bye, Dad.
Craig: Oh, "bye," and a bagel? That's no way to start a day. Where's the protein? Where's my kiss?
Lucy: Cream cheese. And -- bye.
Craig: Oh -- you have some snail mail here.
Lucy: I'll read it later. I'm late.
Craig: For a very important date?
Lucy: Dad, you're a cornball.
Craig: Well, it's just that you don't exactly look like you're dressed for another scintillating day at Oakdale Latin.
Lucy: We're in the middle of exams, remember? Besides, I don't have one till later this afternoon.
Craig: Well, then you should be studying all morning.
Lucy: I will be. I'm helping Aaron Snyder study for his G.E.D.. I'll see you at dinner.
Craig: Lucy, do you remember when I was going to go to Brussels to find Carly and you asked me not to go? I listened, didn't I?
Lucy: You don't want me to help Aaron?
Craig: No. No, no, no. Help him all you want. Just no more rides on that motorcycle. Promise?
Paul: Rosie! Queen of the boardwalk! Get down here!
Rose: Hold your horses, Pauline boy. I'm still getting gorgeous.
Lily: How about this for intro music -- "the wheels on the bus go round and round"?
Paul: Here, let me look at these.
Lily: This is exciting. You know, I wish I'd been there when John and Bob did that miracle treatment. I really do.
Rose: Are you crazy? That was the first time in my life I wanted to keep a low profile.
Paul: Yeah, Rose thought a minimum of fanfare would be the best, just in case the procedure didn't work. Oh, here we go. Here, we got this one.
Rose: But it did. So you know that fanfare? Max it out. Hit it, Lily! And no purple dinosaurs singing, please.
Lily: Don't worry. I think we have the perfect song.
Rose: Ladies and gents - hang on to your hearts. Back by unpopular demand, still not as beautiful as her twin sister but working on it, the old but no longer old-looking Rose D'Angelo!
Holden: Looking good.
Paul: Ah. You are beautiful. Have you ever been happier to see a familiar face in all your life?
Lily: No. It's so good to have you back, Rose.
Paul: You are even prettier than before. Is that possible?
Rose: Anything is possible. Anything at all. Oh, I don't know if this day could get any better. I'll tell you that.
Aaron: Whoa! What a babe.
Rose: Oh, God. I love when I'm wrong. Did I tell you that I'm very happy that you're staying here?
Emily: Too small. Too small. Ah, way too small.
Hal: Is this a mirage, or is there really an angel in my kitchen?
Emily: I am no angel, but I am definitely in your kitchen.
Hal: I woke up. You were gone. It shook me a little. Where were you?
Emily: I was taking Daniel to school. No detours to any spas, I promise.
Emily: But then I came home, and you were gone. Where were you?
Hal: Oh, me? I was in the garage. I was working out. I guess it's going to take us both a little time, huh? But what we have right here right now is one little boy, Daniel, at school. One beautiful woman, alone in my kitchen. And one off-duty detective with a lot on his mind.
Emily: Mm. Really? Like what?
Hal: Well, in fact, I'm a regular treasure trove of ideas.
Emily: Ooh, down, boy. I got a lot to do. So you know what? I want you to take a look, right now. I've already started. Take a look.
[Hal gasps] Hal: You did the bills?
Emily: Hey, listen. Those are not just bills. That is my new beginning. No more being late for payments, deadlines or picking up Daniel.
Hal: I'm beginning to feel like a kept man.
Emily: Oh, no, no, no. Don't, don't. Because you still have to sign some of those checks.
Hal: What's this? "Drop off things at the thrift store. Schedule a meeting with Daniel's teacher." What's that?
Emily: Yeah, that's my -- my "to do" list. Mom keeps one of those, and she always seems to get things done, so --
Hal: Ah, yeah. You know, if this is an excess energy problem, I think --
Emily: No, no -- really?
Emily: I got a lot to do today, Hal.
Hal: Well --
Emily: Oh, come on!
Emily: I got to go. I got to go over here. Because Daniel -- I got to buy -- I got to go. I got to go --
Emily: Yeah, I got to go shop --
Hal: The stores probably aren't open yet.
Emily: Hal, I got to go buy Dan --
Hal: I'll take you shopping after breakfast.
Emily: Mm. Okay, now, seriously, I got to go. Because Daniel has absolutely no clothes. My son has outgrown everything. And I sent him to school today in the exact same thing he wore yesterday. I cannot send him back to Tom looking like he did this morning.
Hal: Tom and Margo know that you just got home last night. They don't expect you to be perfect, Emily, so why should you expect you to be perfect? Now, what's this really about? Hmm?
Emily: I have to be a good mother, okay? I cannot fail my son again. And that means I have to do what's right. I have to take control of my life, Hal.
Margo: Yeah, well, Dahlia Ventura's body cannot just vanish into thin air. I don't care about that! Just -- check the hospital again. Go through the whole thing.
Henry: I have the right to eat my oat bran without being terrorized by some overzealous cop! Will you remove these handcuffs? They're cutting off my circulation.
Margo: Oh, I'm sorry, Henry. But first, a cup of coffee.
Henry: Cof -- I am warning you -- I am -- I'm a fainter! Low blood sugar runs rampant in my family.
Margo: Well, then by all means, Mr. Coleman, have a seat. Relax. 'Cause you're going to be here for awhile. I'll take it from here.
Aaron: Ah. Now I get the twin thing. People ever mix you guys up?
Rose and Lily: Only when we want -- them to.
[Rose and Lily laugh]
Aaron: Well, I wish I could stay, guys, but I promised Luke I'd take him to school. So, I'll catch you guys later.
Holden: That's my son, the turtle. Turtle boy. Pokes his head out, pulls it back in.
Rose: He doesn't look like a turtle, I'll tell you that. He's a good-looking boy. I know what it feels like to look like a turtle. It's not fun. I got to look -- [Rose sighs] oh. Hello, hot stuff.
Lily: You happy?
Rose: I'm delirious. I can't believe this is my life.
Lily: Believe it.
Paul: 'Cause it's real.
Holden: We need to have a party. We need to celebrate.
Rose: Have you forgotten about my engagement soiree, Holden?
Holden: "Soiree," Rose? Can I do the Macarena at one of those things?
Lily: Not if you want to stay married. I don't think so. So, have you thought about what you're going to wear?
Paul: Ah, she could wear galoshes and a paper bag for all I care. She'd still look spectacular.
Rose: Ah. It really pays having a fiancÚ in the rag trade.
Paul: Ah, about that -- I need to -- I need to talk to you about that.
Lily: Oh -- we'll leave you to it. Let's make sure Luke has everything he needs for school, okay? Welcome back.
Rose: You know why they left? 'Cause you look so serious. Look, if it's bad news, please don't ever tell me, never. Because I'm really feeling happy right now. I want to enjoy that.
Paul: Actually, you might think it's good news. I stepped down from BRO. I gave the board my notice and turned everything over to the chair. Rose?
Rose: This day just keeps getting better and better.
Paul: That's not the typical reaction from a woman who's just found out her husband-to-be is unemployed. But, then again, you're not the typical woman.
Rose: Um -- you might want to sign me up for sensitivity training after I say this, but -- the less we have to deal with your mother, the better. Really, I mean, you stepping down from BRO, that is not unemployment. That is freedom. But -- that said, this is -- you put so much into that company! Are you sure this is the decision that you want to make?
Paul: You mean put myself and my future first? I've done that once before, and it turned out all right.
Rose: Oh, yeah? When was that?
Paul: When I ignored my mother and started chasing you. I didn't have any regrets then, and I don't have any now.
Rose: Mm. You know -- you know why I love you so much?
Paul: My boyish charm?
Rose: Oh, that. And everything in between.
Paul: You know what I love about you?
Rose: Mm, don't say my boyish charm, please.
Paul: Your earning potential.
Paul: I look at you, and I see dollar signs.
Rose: Really? Well, I hope you're right. Because I haven't stepped foot in Worldwide in ages. So I -- I hope I still have a job.
Holden: I got it!
Lucinda: Oh, my heavens! Rose, look at you! May I?
Rose: Oh, yeah.
Lucinda: Darling -- look at that. Rose in mint condition.
Rose: Oh. Like you're selling a car. Yeah, top notch here.
Lucinda: Might I say you look radiant, too? And I'm very happy.
Lily: Don't forget Paul. He has a lot to do with Rose's radiance.
Paul: I thought I had everything to do with it.
Lucinda: Oh, Paul, you look radiant, too, all right? Your mom is back in town. Have you seen her?
Paul: Yeah. Yeah.
Lucinda: And, and?
Paul: She's -- she's holding up.
Rose: Uh, Ms. Walsh -- hello?
Lucinda: Yes, darling?
Rose: I'm ready to go back to work, if you're ready to have me.
Lucinda: Oh, always, darling. Always. Although -- mm. You may not want to rush right back to work. We had an intruder at Worldwide. I caught an intruder in Worldwide last night.
Lily: Are you all right?
Paul: What about security?
[Talking over each other]
Holden: What's going on with all these break-ins?
Lucinda: I mean, don't get too dramatic. And don't worry about me. 'Cause there was no threat to me.
Holden: This is crazy. First Joe's place in Jersey gets hit. And now Rose's place gets broken into.
Rose: And at Worldwide? I don't like this. I don't like this one bit!
Lucinda: I know what you're thinking. And I agree with you. This is not a coincidence. Something is going on.
Paul: Well, do you know who did it?
Lucinda: As a matter of fact, I do. And he's going to be sorry that he opted to tangle with me.
Henry: I hope you realize that I'm a personal friend of your sister Katie.
Margo: Ha! You know how many times I've dragged her butt down here?
Henry: Your own flesh and blood? Shame, shame, shame.
Margo: Well, Henry, you're hardly one I'd go to as a moral authority, so why don't you save your sermon? Lucinda Walsh filed a complaint that she caught you breaking into Worldwide, going through her drawers.
Margo: Yeah. And you know what? She said when she caught you, you ran like a little bunny.
Henry: Oh. Lucinda Walsh said that?
Henry: Oh. Oh, dear. That can mean only one thing.
Margo: Well, you're just dying to tell me, hmm?
Henry: Isn't it obvious? She's back on the sauce.
Craig: Now you look like I just popped your balloon. All I'm asking is you don't ride on motorcycles.
Lucy: It's not like Aaron offered.
[Craig sighs] Craig: All right. Where are you going to meet him?
Craig: Is that where you're planning to study?
Lucy: Why don't you trust me?
Craig: I do trust you -- implicitly. That is why I'm asking for your word. Because the thought of you with nothing but a thin helmet separating that beautiful head of yours from hard asphalt is more than I want to carry with me all day. You are all I have. You know? And I don't want to chance that.
Lucy: Why don't you just buy me a pogo stick? Then I can hop everywhere.
Craig: Just -- promise me, if there is no other way to get home than Aaron's bike, you will call.
Lucy: I'm not 11 anymore.
Craig: Yeah. Well, if you were 11, this would be an order. But in light of your advanced age, I'm just asking. Okay?
Lucy: I promise not to ride his motorcycle anymore.
Craig: You're a very fine person, Lucy Marie Montgomery.
Lucy: You are an overprotective father. But I love you, anyway. See you later.
Craig: Hey, wait -- your letter.
Lucy: Oh. It's just my invitation to aunt Rose and Paul Ryan's engagement party. I'll just RSVP later. Bye.
Craig: Okay, bye. I guess mine got lost in the mail.
Hal: Emily, you should be dancing in the streets. Whatever Weston took from you, it wasn't your soul. You're still the same beautiful person.
Emily: Yeah. So you know what? Then maybe it wasn't that I couldn't confront Weston that's bothering me. Maybe it's that I can't confront myself. I mean, my past doesn't exactly fill me with pride.
Hal: So you're going to do what? You're going to do the bills and reorganize the laundry and reorganize the spice rack to prove what? That you're the perfect mother, a model citizen?
Emily: Well, what's wrong with wanting to make things right for me and Daniel?
Hal: Not a thing. As long as you're doing it for you and not for Tom and Susan.
Emily: Oh, Susan! My mom! She's going to be here any minute, Hal! This place is a total mess. You have to help me clean things up.
Hal: Emily -- I understand what you're struggling with. And, yes, I do have my own stuff. We both have big things to deal with. And that's why we're going to have to deal with the little things in our own sweet time. And you know what? If laundry in the kitchen bugs your mother, then she's just going to have to be bugged. Okay?
Emily: How do you always know what to say to me to make me feel better?
Hal: Because I know. It was bad. Wasn't it? Emily --
Emily: I can't talk about it. I don't want to talk about it --
Hal: Emily, what happened to you in these last few months? Tell me.
Emily: I don't want to talk about it, Hal. Okay?
Hal: All right. But when you do want to talk about it, you know that I'm here.
[Doorbell rings] Hal: It's open.
Susan: Emily! [Susan laughing] oh -- I was so afraid -- I was so afraid I wasn't going to see you again.
Emily: I know. I know, I know. Hey, there.
Alison: You look okay. Are you okay?
Emily: Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.
Susan: Where were you? Where have you been? What happened to you? Tell us. Tell us, how'd you get through it?
Emily: That's a really big question, what happened. I'm -- sorry, I'm just not sure I can answer that right now.
Hal: I don't think Emily's ready to talk about her experience just yet.
Emily: I'm sorry I worried you.
Susan: Oh, honey, I didn't think you did it on purpose. I was just scared to death.
Emily: You look beautiful. I mean, you both look beautiful, more beautiful than I remember.
Alison: You, too. How -- how come your face didn't get wrecked like Rose and Carly's?
Emily: Yeah, I don't know. Just -- lucky, I guess.
Hal: Uh, you know, your sister's been through a lot. I think we should be grateful that she has one less thing that she has to deal with, right?
Susan: Absolutely. Daniel must be over the moon having his mommy home. Where is he?
Emily: Oh, he's at school. Oh, I had so much fun getting him ready this morning.
Susan: You sent Daniel to school? I just assumed that you wouldn't want to let him out of your sight.
Emily: No, I didn't -- I mean, I don't. But I just figured he's had so much disruption in his schedule lately that I thought if I sent him to school, he would feel safe. And I thought I was doing the right thing.
Hal: And you did, Emily. You know, I was just about to put on some coffee. Would anybody like some coffee?
Susan: Coffee would be lovely --
Alison: No, thanks. I'm a tea person. Chai, actually. I keep asking Mom to get some, but she never does. I like the kind that they have at Java.
Susan: That's not the only thing you like at Java. Uh, I would love some coffee. Here, sit down here --
Emily: Oh, I'm sorry. Everything's such a mess.
Susan: Oh, it's okay. Oh! Is that your "to do" list?
Emily: Yeah, that's mine. I'm trying to get organized.
Susan: Oh, Emily. For once in your life -- don't be in such a rush to leap into everything.
Emily: Okay, I'm not -- I'm not leaping, mom. I'm resuming.
Susan: You don't remember how busy your life was before you left. But I do.
Emily: Wait, wait -- I didn't -- I didn't leave! Who left? I was abducted, mother! I was kidnapped!
Susan: And for a long time, nobody even knew it! Because you always have so much going on in your life. It was days before we even figured out you weren't off on one of your jaunts. Why don't you take this opportunity to just repair things and --
Emily: Wait, wait, excuse me -- "things"? "Things." Is this a euphemism for my life? Because my life is not broken.
Susan: Honey, I'm just trying to help. Why are you being so defensive?
Emily: Because I need you to trust that I know how to make things better with my life!
Susan: Ha! That'll be the day.
Emily: How can you walk into my house and start up with me like this?!
Alison: Wow, just like old times. Did I ever tell you how much I hated old times?! I'll be in the car.
Emily: No, no, no. Just wait, just wait. Wait, wait. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that things got so tense.
Alison: They're always tense! Even when you're not around. Mom's constantly going on me because of what you do. And she's afraid that I'll mess up my life the way that you'll mess up yours!
Emily: Why is this happening? I thought about the two of you every single day. Why is this happening now?
Susan: I didn't -- I really didn't mean for things to end up like this. I swear I didn't! I was only trying to --
Hal: Coffee's going to have to wait for another time, Susan.
Susan: Of course. I'm really glad you're back. I'm sorry.
[Emily sobbing] Emily: I just wanted her to say, "welcome home."
Lucy: Hey. Sorry I'm late. I had some dad stuff I had to deal with.
Aaron: What kind of "dad stuff"? Let me guess -- he doesn't want you hanging around with me.
Lucy: Why would you think that?
Aaron: 'Cause most fathers in Seattle thought that way.
Lucy: Why? Were you dating most of their daughters? Were you some kind of player?
Aaron: Are you back to thinking that I hit on everything in a skirt?
Lucy: Are you back to thinking that everything in a skirt's hitting on you?
Aaron: Truce. Look, I'm not Mr. Lover man, out to impress the babes. Okay?
Lucy: Okay. Well, who are you trying to be?
Aaron: Whoever I really am. When I figure it out, I'll tell you.
Lucy: Oh, okay. So you're saying you didn't leave girlfriends behind?
Aaron: Would it bother you if I said I did?
Henry: What is it? What, do I have dandruff? My pores clogged? [Henry yelping] I thought torture was illegal!
Margo: Oh, oh. It's necessary. Evidence.
Henry: From my head?
Margo: Well, you see, there were a few unidentified hairs at Rose D'Angelo's. Did I mention that Rose D'Angelo's place was broken into, as well? Yeah. So, after I haul you in for trespassing and breaking and entry, I'm going to take these down to the lab and see if these babies match.
Henry: I want a lawyer.
Margo: I bet you do. Because I am going to drop you into a legal nightmare so deep that you're not going to be able to find your way out with a compass or a set of coconuts. 1-800-save me?
Henry: I'd like some privacy.
Margo: I thought you might. But what you really need is a lawyer. For example, Tom Hughes, my husband. He's terribly expensive, charges by the hour, but, hey -- works for you, works for me. We got a kid going to college.
Henry: I cannot afford Tom Hughes. That island that your sister dumped me on? It had a shortage of paying jobs.
Margo: Yeah, well, then you're going to have to go with a public defender, if there's one that's not overworked. Of course, look on the bright side -- by the time you get out, I mean, sure, you'll be old --
Henry: Get out -- jail? I cannot go to jail.
Margo: That's what I thought. Henry, why don't you come clean? What is it over at Rose D'Angelo's that you want so badly?
Rose: Henry Coleman?! I thought he was shark bait by now!
Lucinda: Ah, no, no. He's here. He's here. And he's up to something nefarious. He said that he was looking for a letter in my special file cabinet!
Lily: Money, I could understand. But a letter? Henry was not exactly the sentimental type at WOAK.
Holden: Letters can be worth a lot.
Paul: Especially if they're used for blackmail.
Rose: Well, you don't have to worry about that. Your mother fixed that. I have nothing to hide anymore.
Paul: Did you report the break-in to the Police?
Lucinda: Well, yes, last night. They said they'd keep a lookout for him, but I don't have much confidence that they're going to take this very seriously. And, anyway, it wasn't exactly a break-in because he had a key.
Rose: There are only three people who have a key to that filing cabinet, and they're all here in this room.
Lucinda: I got mine.
Lily: Mine's in my jewelry box. I saw it this morning.
Rose: And mine is right here in my -- oh. It's gone. But it was there! And I barely opened it at the hospital. So --
Lucinda: Okay. Now we know where the key was lost. And that actually fits with Henry's story. Because he said a nurse at the hospital gave him the key!
Paul: Wait, wait. That reminds me. That nurse was in your room when you were taking a shower.
Lucinda: Can you identify her? How can you be sure it's the right one?
Paul: She had a 5:00 shadow.
Rose: Oh, that's it! I'm out of here.
Lucinda: Rose, where are you going in that dress?!
Rose: I'm going to take my clothes and I'm going to -- I'm going to kick that cross-dressing butt of Henry's! I'm going to shake the answers out of him, or the life.
Paul: Let me handle him, okay?
Rose: No, no, let me handle him. You know, the one thing I learned about bad guys -- once they start wearing dresses, you got to nail 'em to the wall.
Holden: Okay, I'm off. Prenatal vitamins?
Holden: Vanilla chocolate chunk cookie dough ice cream?
Holden: For breakfast?
Lily: Yeah. I'll share. Don't worry.
Holden: No. It's all yours. I'll be back.
Lily: Thank you.
Rose: Let's go.
Paul: Where are we going?
Rose: To my house first to see if that sniveling weasel Henry left anything behind.
Lily: Rose, you just got back from the hospital. You haven't even had breakfast yet.
Rose: I'm too angry to eat anything. And, you know, Henry Coleman really made a big mistake coming into my life. I'm so sick and tired of people picking through my life for garbage to use against me!
Lily: I know. But the Police will take care of this.
Lucinda: The way they handled the Steinbeck case?
Rose: Right. Would they have caught Steinbeck if you didn't put up that reward?
Lucinda: Ha, ha.
Rose: This is something that I -- I'm sorry. This is something that I have to do. You sit down. You relax. You put your feet up. It'll be fine.
Lily: I will. After I call the Police.
Rose: What are you going to do? Tell on me?
Lily: The last time I listened to you, you ended up getting kidnapped. This time, I'm not taking any chances. And neither are you.
Aaron: Would it bother you if I've had a lot of girlfriends?
Lucy: Are you just one of those guys who wants girls to fall all over him?
Aaron: Well, who wants to know? You or your dad? I mean, did he warn you about me? Is he scared that I might, I don't know, ruin your virtue, or something?
Lucy: As a matter of fact, my dad thinks you're nice.
Aaron: Nice? I don't get that too often.
Lucy: Can we just study, please?
Aaron: Sure. Hey, why not? I'm a nice guy, studying with daddy's nice little girl. Isn't that -- nice?
Lucy: I'm not daddy's little girl. So do you mind?
Aaron: Okay, I'm just teasing you.
Lucy: It seems like that's all you do.
Aaron: Okay, serious Sally.
Lucy: Would you stop calling me that? I mean, it was amusing the first time, but it's worn out its welcome.
Aaron: A tip? Played out? "Worn out its welcome" is something my seventh grade teacher used to use. You don't want to take this tutoring thing too far now.
Lucy: You're right. I don't want to take this tutoring thing too far.
Aaron: Where are you going?
Lucy: Well, since you're in the mood to pick on me and I'm not in the mood to take it, I'm leaving.
Hal: Listen, don't let your mom get to you, Emily. Sure, she's tough, but she does not have the right to judge you -- nobody does.
Emily: No one except me.
Hal: And you've been doing a lot of that lately, haven't you?
Emily: Nothing but. Nothing but since Steinbeck walked out of Al's with my son. I mean, I was right there, but too distracted to realize I was putting my own son in harm's way.
Hal: Daniel is not hurt, and you weren't being negligent. Steinbeck set you up.
Emily: No, I set myself up. He just used my messed-up life to his advantage. Don't you see that's why everything my mom and Alison said hurt so much. They're right.
Hal: You made a mistake. Everybody makes mistakes, Emily, but you're learning from them. A lot of people don't.
Emily: Yeah, well, if I am, it's only because of you and Daniel. When I was at that spa, I had a lot of time on my hands. And I just sat there and watched my life parade past. It wasn't easy viewing, believe me. Especially the part where I dragged Tom away from his family and into bed with me.
Hal: Now that was a royal screw up, but look what came out of it, Emily. Daniel came out of it.
Emily: Yeah, you're right. I feel like, you know, every time I look at that little boy's face, I can do anything. I can even be a better mom.
Hal: You are a wonderful mother. And you have to learn to remember that and to forgive yourself.
Emily: Forgive myself? How? Hmm? When I slept with Tom, it was like that was the yardstick people measured me against. It defined myself for -- for the rest of my life. It made me vulnerable. It made my son vulnerable. You know, if I had just been a better person, Steinbeck never would have been able to get people to believe those horrible things about me. My son and I would have had protection, because I would have had friends.
Hal: I'm your friend.
Emily: I know. But you had doubts, too, Hal.
Alison: Hi, Mr. Montgomery.
Alison: Is Lucy here?
Craig: No, not at the moment. Can I pass on a message?
Alison: I wanted her to go shopping with me. My mom says I have to get a certain kind of dress for this engagement party we got invited to.
Craig: Rose D'Angelo and Paul Ryan by chance?
Alison: That's the one.
Craig: Well, where are my manners? Come on in. Have you had breakfast? The most important meal of the day.
Craig: The coolest. So, it sounds like you're not too interested in going to the party.
Alison: I'm just going 'cause my mom's making me go. And she's just making me go 'cause everyone else is going. Can I have a bagel?
Craig: Yeah. Go ahead. So, big sister Emily is back, huh? How's she doing?
Alison: Okay, I guess. She's only been home since yesterday.
Craig: Has she talked to Rose or Carly?
Alison: She went somewhere with them last night before she'd even seen my mother and me. And I don't care, but my mom was moaning about it for hours.
Craig: Is -- is she planning on going to the party with Rose and Carly? It would be a shame if she missed that.
Alison: They'll go. They're like the three musketeers or something. I got to go. Thanks for the snack.
Craig: Yeah, sure.
Alison: Did Lucy say where she was going? 'Cause maybe I can catch up with her.
Craig: She was helping a friend with his GED.
Alison: His? That's really sweet of her. Are they at the library?
Craig: No, Java. I'll tell them you came by.
Alison: Oh, never mind. I'll probably drop by.
Craig: Okay. Bye.
Alison: Bye. That little -- thanks a lot, Lucy.
Aaron: I'm sorry. Will you stay?
Lucy: I'll try not to stomp off the next time you call me serious Sally. Sometimes my temper gets the best of me. What?
Aaron: Nothing. I just like the way you talk -- really. Listen, if you don't want me to call you serious Sally anymore, then I won't.
Lucy: No. No, it's -- it's not that. I was just cranky, and I didn't mean to say that I hated it. All I'm saying is you don't have to stop.
Aaron: So, now you want me to call you serious Sally? You're one weird chick, you know that?
Hal: Sorry if I let you down, Emily.
Emily: No, don't. You didn't. I only told you that so you -- you'd know why I left so suddenly.
Hal: I'm listening.
Emily: I -- I stopped caring what people thought a long time ago. And then I -- I met you, I fell in love with you. And you believed that I was this wonderful person. And it felt really good. So when I saw that doubt in your eyes, I couldn't bear it.
Hal: It wasn't doubt. I was just trying to figure things out, that's all.
Emily: Well, you see, when people give up on me -- it usually lasts a lifetime. So when the phone rang and some anonymous source said that they had information to clear me of suspicion, I -- I ran. I ran for it.
Hal: And straight into the clutches of a kidnapper, thanks to me.
Emily: No! No, no! See that's -- that's where you're wrong. This isn't about you. That's what I've come to realize. All of this is an end result of me -- of all my lying and trampling over other people's lives.
Hal: Emily, if we can survive Steinbeck, being prisoners, then I think we can survive being human. Because that's all we are -- two imperfect people who happen to be in love. So why don't we just be grateful, and let's just see what happens, okay?
Emily: I will. But first I need to make things right.
Lily: Margo? It's Lily Snyder. I was wondering if you had any news on the break-ins?
Lucinda: She'd do better to call the psychic hotline.
Margo: Yeah, tell Lucinda I've got Henry Coleman in custody.
Lily: You've got Henry?
Lucinda: Ask her if she needs our assistance!
Margo: No! Just stay put. I'll call if I need any help.
Lily: We are more than happy to let you do your job. Aren't we?
Rose: No gloating, no "I told you SOS."
Lily: I thought that would make you happy. I'm sorry.
Rose: And no feeling sorry for me either, okay? I'm just tired of all these sickos trying to call the shots in my life. I thought the craziness was over, and I don't want it starting up again. And I refuse to be scared!
Lily: You know, last year, when Damien took Luke and Holden to Malta, I was terrified. I wouldn't have gotten through it without you. So please just let me help. Nobody likes feeling powerless.
Rose: Especially against a worm like Henry Coleman. You want to help me? All right. You tell me what he wants from me. I got nothing. I got nothing. I got no money. I got no stocks hidden away somewhere in some safe. I don't have that sticking diamond anymore.
Lily: You know, maybe you do, and you don't even know it.
Margo: Isn't that nice? Lily Snyder, she called to ask how you are. And, of course, Lucinda was overjoyed that you were in Police custody.
Henry: Yeah, well, I -- I thought about it and I do have a question.
Margo: Yeah, shoot.
Henry: Can we cut a deal?
Margo: A deal? As in you cooperate and I ask the D.A. to go easy on you? Yeah, yeah? Well, that depends on if Rose and Lucinda decide not to press charges. And, of course, you've got to tell them what you were looking for.
Henry: I've changed my mind.
Margo: Oh, well, too bad. Harrison? Throw crybaby into his cell. See, I got a little bet with my colleague here that your name in jail's going to be crybaby.
Henry: My name in jail? What?
Margo: Yeah, yeah. It's good, though. It means that the other guys really like you.
Henry: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Henry: Maybe I was a little bit hasty here.
Margo: Oh, you think?
Henry: I can't tell you what it is I'm looking for.
Margo: That's just a shame. Bye-bye, crybaby.
Henry: Wait, wait, wait. I can tell you this -- if I don't find it, Rose D'Angelo is in terrible danger.
Lily: Okay, let's go back in history. Remember when Simon and I were stranded on that island?
Lily: Let's fast forward a year later. Simon goes back to save Katie, but leaves Henry behind.
Lucinda: I always said Simon had good judgment.
Lily: Rose, we've been so blind. Why was Henry on that island in the first place?
Rose: 'Cause Katie and Henry were looking for my diamond. What are you getting at here?
Lily: Maybe he's still looking for it.
Rose: Well, then he's a bigger chump than we thought because, as we know, the diamond is at the bottom of the sea, thank you very much.
Lily: Well, that's what we think. But what if -- but what if Henry's behind all these break-ins because your diamond is right here in Oakdale?
Craig: Holden? Hey. It was good catching up with you last night at Java. Could you come by the suite? Oh, sooner would be better than later.
Lucy: Okay, first I'm too serious, now I'm weird? Do you ever say anything nice?
Aaron: That was nice. I didn't mean weird like you howl at the moon weird. I meant weird like different weird.
Lucy: How am I different weird?
Aaron: I don't know. But when I figure it out, I'll tell you.
Aaron: I mean, like, you're not like any of the other girls I've ever known -- especially the rich ones. You're like -- you.
Lucy: If we're going to study, we should probably start. I have a history exam this afternoon.
Aaron: You're not mad that I called you weird, are you?
Lucy: No, it's just -- you give odd compliments.
Aaron: I never said it was a compliment. I said I haven't figured you out yet. But I will.
Lucy: Well, the first thing you need to know about algebra is --
Aaron: You know what? Why don't we go to the barn and study? I got my bike out front. We'll be there in no time. Do you want to go for a ride?
Hal: Coffee? Man, I can't give this stuff away.
Emily: Sorry. Sorry, I'm just thinking about all that tension between Alison and my mom.
Hal: Yeah, I noticed.
Emily: Did you see that look Alison gave her? A little anger there, don't you think?
Hal: Well, your sister's a handful, all right.
Emily: So was I at her age. Looking at her is like looking at myself. I hated my mother. Alison hates me.
Hal: Emily, I think she was just mouthing off.
Emily: No, she thinks she's paying for all of my bad choices. And she's right. Hal, Alison isn't my sister. She's my daughter. And I think it's time she found out.
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