As The World Turns Transcript Monday 6/24/02
Proofread by Ebele
Hal: Freeze! Hands in the air! And step away from the bag.
Emily: Hal, I know what this looks like. But I can explain. I swear I can explain.
Hal: Give a guy a little credit, would ya? If I was gonna hide an engagement ring, do you really think I'd hide it in there?
Desi: Hotel el Capitan. Si, como puedo assistir, señor? Uh-huh. Un momento, por favor.
"Simon": Desi? Anyone ask for me, you know what to say. No one asks? Keep your big trap shut. Okay? Good.
Desi: Si, señor.
Lily: I'm not in pre-term labor, am I, Bob?
Bob: I want to go over your symptoms and the results of the tests with your ob, and I'll have her make the determination.
Holden: Bob, the monitors, the hookups -- what is all that stuff telling us?
Bob: Well, her blood pressure is elevated, but that could be because of the stress of just being here. I'm gonna check with Dr. Samuels, and then I'll be right back with her recommendations.
Lily: Thank you. Thank you so much.
Holden: Is there anything else that we should do?
Bob: Try to get your wife to relax. And you try to get your husband to relax.
Lily: Mm. All right, let's go. Relax me.
Holden: All right, all right. Okay, relax, all right? How are we gonna do that? Let's talk.
Lily: About what?
Holden: Your choice.
Lily: My choice? You wanna know what I wanna talk about? I wanna talk about the fact that Katie and my mother have probably landed in Avanya by now. I wonder if they've run into Simon.
Holden: Most likely. But --
Lily: I'm also thinking about the telegram he did not send. Who sent it? Is it the person who's holding Rose right now? That's what I'm thinking about.
Holden: Look, Katie and your mother -- we'll find all that out soon enough. And they will take care of Simon, and Simon will take care of Rose and Paul. And I need to take care of you. So -- follow Bob's orders, and try and relax. Okay? And can we please talk about something a little more normal?
Lily: How are the kids doing?
Holden: Kids are out in the waiting room. They're both asleep. But the nurse is keeping an eye on them.
Lily: I cannot believe we had to drag them out of their beds to come here. It just isn't -- it's not fair.
Bob: I'm sorry, but I think you have a problem outside.
Holden: What's wrong?
Lily: Is it the children?
Bob: Well, Faith woke up, and she's crying, and we can't console her. I think she wants to go home.
Holden: Thanks, Bob.
Lily: Of course she wants to go home. She should be home, in her own bed. But what about Aaron? I mean, he should've been home. He should've come by and picked them up.
Holden: I called the house 15 minutes ago, and there was still no answer.
Lily: He should have been home hours ago.
Holden: Tell me about it. Where in the world is he?
21 bottles of beer on the wall 21 bottles of beer
Lucy: Alison! For crying out loud, are you trying to make us commit mass suicide?
Aaron: Yeah, give it a rest, okay?
Alison: Well, I've got to do something to keep myself from going insane with boredom.
Aaron: This tow truck is never gonna get here!
Lucy: We should be doing something constructive.
Alison: What do you suggest, teacher?
Lucy: We could look for those keys that mysteriously vanished.
Alison: Oh, you cannot still be trying to blame me for that.
Aaron: Let's see if I can spot the tow truck on the highway. I won't be far.
Lucy: Now see what you've done?
Alison: What I've done? Okay. Are you in the mood for a ghost story?
[In a spooky tone of voice] the car ran out of gas on a lonely road. It was a dark and scary night. Suddenly -- they heard footsteps. Footsteps, and moaning --
Lucy: If you don't mind, Alison, I've heard enough stories for one night.
Lucy: The only thing that's scaring me right now is going home and being grounded for life.
Alison: What's the big deal, anyway? Your dad didn't want you to go to the concert, and you wound up not going. You should really thank me.
Lucy: If I tried to play it that way, my dad would tell me not to equivocate.
Alison: Is that, like, worse than lying or something?
Lucy: I don't care how angry my dad gets with me. What I hate is that he's gonna find a way to blame Aaron and take it out on him.
Alison: Would you just chill? Your father thinks you're at my house. We made the phone calls, covered our bases. Trust me -- no one will ever find out.
Craig: Lucy! I'm home! Lucy?
[Answering machine beeps]
Lucy: Daddy? It's me. Of course it's me. Who else would it be saying "daddy"?
Yeah, um, Alison and I want to watch a few more DVDs that she got, so
I want to stay here tonight. I will see you first thing in the morning.
[Answering machine beeps]
[knock at door]
Craig: Couldn't stay away, could you? Susan. I didn't expect you. Sorry.
Craig: Come in.
Susan: I'm sorry to drop by so late. But I was at the hospital, on call, and I called home to get my messages.
Craig: Everything all right?
Susan: Not with me. I specifically told Alison that she had to stay home and study and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow's her S.A.T. Prep class. And, frankly, I cannot imagine a worse night for a sleepover.
Craig: Well, I agree. And I can pick up Lucy whenever she wants to come home.
Susan: Come home? But Lucy and Alison are here. Aren't they?
Craig: Susan, I believe we have both been conned.
Lily: Holden, you have got to take those children home.
Holden: Lily, if you think I'm leaving you here alone for one minute, think again.
Lily: I will not be alone. The doctors will be prodding, and -- for hours. Please.
Holden: No, I am not gonna do it. I am gonna stay here with you.
Lily: Those kids have to go home. They cannot stay out there on those plastic chairs, under fluorescent lights. Look, I will be fine.
Holden: I can't believe Aaron. We wouldn't be in this bind if he had paid attention to his curfew.
Lily: Something probably came up.
Holden: Yeah, well, whatever it is, it better be pretty darn important. I'll tell you that much.
Lily: It's just bad timing. Emma's out of town. And Rose is God knows where.
Holden: Lucinda will find Rose. You have enough to worry about.
Lily: That's why you have to take the children home. That'll be two less things that I have to worry about.
Holden: All right. I'll take the kids home. I will put them to bed. But the second Aaron walks through the door, I am coming right back here.
Lily: You don't have to do that.
Holden: Try and stop me.
Lily: Bob will call you if anything happens.
Holden: There's nothing wrong. Nothing is gonna happen. The baby is fine, and you are gonna be fine. And I wanna be here when the doctors come in to tell you that. I love you.
Lily: I love you, too.
Holden: I'll be back.
[Lily sighs] oh, be patient, little one. You still have so much time. Just be patient.
Susan: Any luck with Lucy's cell phone number?
Craig: No. You're sure Alison never mentioned anything about Lucy coming over to watch a video?
Susan: Ha! Not to me. She hasn't said a word. Not in days. She's usually angry at me or angry at herself or angry at the world. You know how teenage girls can be.
Craig: Well, I've been lucky like that. Lucy hasn't been like that. So you're sure Alison never said anything about going to a concert in Chicago?
Susan: No. All I got was the message on my machine saying that she was here. You think Lucy went to a concert?
Craig: Oh, I hope not. She begged to go with Aaron Snyder, but I strictly forbade it.
]Susan: Those words are just music to Alison's ears. She hears "strictly forbid," and that's precisely what she decides to do.
Craig: Lucy is usually honest to a fault. Or at least she used to be.
Susan: If you are somehow implying that your daughter has been corrupted and somehow my daughter is responsible --
Craig: No, no, no. Alison isn't the problem. But I know who is.
Susan: Well, where are you going?
Craig: I'm gonna find my daughter.
Susan: But --
[Alison and Lucy shriek]
Lucy: Aaron! You're awful!
Alison: What are you trying to do, give us gray hair?
Lucy: Is the tow truck here yet?
Aaron: No sign of him yet. I called the garage up and just got his voice mail.
Lucy: That's a good thing, right? That means he's on his way to get us.
Alison: Or he's off towing someone else.
Lucy: I wish I'd told my father the truth about the concert tonight.
Aaron: Yeah, so do I. But we can't sit here and worry about it. Only thing we can do is just look for these keys.
Lucy: Want some help?
Aaron: No, you guys can stay here and keep each other company.
Alison: Okay. If you're not in the mood for a ghost story, it must mean one thing. Truth or dare.
Lucy: Is it possible for you to be quiet for, like, five minutes?
Alison: How many times do I have to point out that this isn't my fault?
Lucy: I'm not angry. I'm just -- frustrated and worried.
Alison: You're just ticked off because your big, hot date with your boyfriend fizzled out.
Lucy: Do you mind not telling me how I think?
Alison: It's all over your face, Lucy. You wish Aaron hadn't been nice enough to offer me a ride. And if it wasn't for me and my pathetic life, you'd be at home right now, and none of this would've ever even happened.
Lucy: Your future definitely isn't in fortune telling.
Alison: Oh, so you're just gonna deny it all?
Lucy: Do you wanna know what I think?
Lucy: I wish Aaron had told you we'd take you to see your dad some other day, when we didn't have plans for the evening and tickets to a concert. I wish your dad had welcomed you with open arms. And I really wish we didn't have to miss the concert because you didn't have a ticket. But most of all, I wish these car keys hadn't mysteriously vanished.
Alison: Well, I'm sorry fate interfered with your perfect life.
Lucy: If that's what you think, you couldn't be further from the truth. No one's life is perfect, Alison!
Alison: I'm sorry, Lucy! I'm sorry I'm not as smart as you are. I'm sorry I don't have friends who care about me or a mother who's in charge of a small nation. I'm sorry I have a sister who's plotting something against me, a father who'd rather run off with his girlfriend to Florida than spend a few hours with his own kid!
Lucy: Wait a minute. You said your father was going to Aspen.
Alison: Whatever, wherever. You know what I mean!
Lucy: Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. You mean you've been lying about this all along.
Hal: You wanna tell me what you're doing down here in the middle of the night?
Emily: I was really thirsty. And so I thought I'd get a glass of milk. Because, you know, milk does a body good.
Hal: Glass of milk. Which you thought you would find in my bag?
Emily: I wasn't looking for an engagement ring or anything, if that's what you're thinking.
Hal: Ha, ha, you're gonna have to do a lot better than that.
Emily: Look -- if you choose to do so, one day, make an honest woman of me.
Hal: An honest woman? It's gonna take a lot more than a marriage proposal to do that.
Emily: I think it's cute that you want to surprise me. I do. I think it's --
Hal: Horse feathers! Stop with the excuses, lady, because I've heard 'em all. Now, look -- you were caught going through somebody else's belongings. Now, that is a criminal offense.
Emily: What if I were to tell you that was straightening up some things? You know, looking to do some of your laundry and --
Hal: I would say that you were lying to an officer of the law, trespassing and treading on very thin ice.
Emily: Ooh. What a big, brave lieutenant you are for busting me like that. Mm.
Hal: Do you know what we do to bad girls around these here parts?
Emily: Mm. Cuff 'em?
Hal: Careful what you ask for.
Emily: Ooh. Hal.
Hal: You do the crime, and you, my dear, will pay the piper.
Emily: Ow. Ooh! Are you serious?
Hal: Um -- you have the right to remain silent, and anything you say can and will be used against you. And I suggest you do remain silent, or we'll wake the children.
Emily: Wouldn't wanna do that now, would we?
Hal: You have the right to an attorney. And --
Hal: If you cannot afford an attorney --
Emily: Oh, yeah, I can't afford one.
Hal: Well, if you can't afford one, you'll just have to wait until the judge comes in the morning.
Emily: Mm. Told you this was a great idea, didn't I?
Hal: Yeah, it certainly was. Because now I'm not gonna have to worry about you snooping through my things all night, and I can get some sleep. Good night.
Emily: What are you doing? Hey! Hey, don't even -- Hal, get down here, please. Hal? Do not leave me down --
Emily: Hal! Hal, get down here right now, before I --
Hal: Before you what?
Emily: Before -- I don't know. Just get me out of these things, will you, please? Ah.
Hal: Do you know what? Since you've been so compliant, I think I'll reduce it to time served.
Emily: Gee, thanks. Ow. Ow. What was that?
Hal: The keys.
Emily: No, no. You are kidding me. Would you pl --
[knock at door]
Susan: Hal? Emily? I know you're in there.
The cars are in the driveway.
Hal: Your mother?
Susan: Open up! Please! It's an emergency.
Hal: Susan, just give us one second, would you? We'll be right -- we'll be right there. Emily -- I can't --
Emily: Please tell me you can find the keys.
Susan: Are you gonna make me stand out here all night?
What's going on in there, anyway?
Emily: Nothing! Nothing's going on! Thanks to you.
Hal: Fantastic timing your mother has.
Emily: Ma, what's the emergency? I hope it's an emergency.
Susan: Well, it is. Do you think I'd come all the way over here in the
middle of the night if it weren't important?
Hal: Just one second, Susan. We'll be right with you -- promise!
Emily: Please --
Susan: Sorry to interrupt whatever it is you were doing. I'm not even gonna ask.
Hal: What can we do for you?
Emily: Mm-hmm. What's your emergency, mother?
Susan: It's Alison. She's not here by any chance, is she?
Susan: Well -- I got a message from her tonight that she was staying with Lucy Montgomery. Unfortunately, Craig got a message from Lucy that she was staying with Alison, so --
Hal: And no one's -- no one's seen them?
Susan: Uh, no. I normally wouldn't worry this much. But -- you know, this is vintage Alison. But it's getting so late, and -- she was very upset about something today. You wouldn't happen to know what that was, would you, Emily?
Hal: Um -- why don't I call the station? Maybe someone's spotted them.
Lucy: Which is it, Alison? Did your father go to Aspen or to Florida?
Alison: I told you.
Lucy: Yeah, I know what you told me. But I want to know what the truth is. Did you even talk to your father at all? Or did you just walk up to the door, wait a minute or two and come back with some sob story?
Aaron: Why would she lie about that?
Lucy: Ask Alison.
Alison: Lucy's right.
Aaron: Are you serious? You didn't even go inside your dad's house?
Lucy: Is this just another game to you?
Alison: Oh, yeah. Real fun game. You want to know what happened? I went up to the door and looked inside the picture window, and you know what I saw? My dad and his girlfriend on the couch. He was reading a book, and she was knitting a sweater or something. Probably for one of the little rug rats playing on the ground. Playing with their perfect little toys in their perfect little house. They were like an all-American family, you know? And I wasn't about to go up there and ruin that all.
Lucy: You could've at least let them know you dropped by.
Alison: I'm not part of that family. They'd think of me as a guest, someone that they would have to deal with. First, they'd call my mother and then my busybody sister. And then they'd have, like, negotiations or whatever on what to do with me. Just with my luck, I'd end up on one of those talk show boot camps or whatever. Military school or something.
Lucy: They wouldn't do that.
Alison: Sure they would! In a heartbeat. And I just couldn't take that. So that's why I lied to you. And I know I shouldn't have.
Aaron: I'm sorry, but I still don't know why you had to lie to anybody.
Alison: I don't know, either. I just -- I just don't belong. I hate being the third wheel, you know? And even now -- I mean, I shouldn't even be here. I've ruined everything for you guys.
Aaron: Well, hey, don't beat yourself up over it, okay? There's nothing you can do about it now.
Alison: Thank you. Thank you for trying to understand.
Katie: Whoa, would you get a load of this place? Looks like we're in a time warp.
Lucinda: Yeah. Or a bad movie. Hello? Servicio, por favor!
Katie: I can't believe we're actually here. How you cut through that State Department red tape I will never know, but you deserve a medal.
Lucinda: I don't want a medal. I just want -- I just want to find Rose and Simon and Paul, or else a pleasant-faced room clerk.
Desi: Good evening, and welcome to the elegant el Capitan Hotel, playground to the rich and famous.
Katie: You're kidding, right?
Lucinda: I'm afraid that the revolution has wreaked havoc with the aesthetics of the place.
Desi: The el Capitan once sparkled like the finest jewel. They used to say, if you stood in the lobby long enough, you would see kings, presidents, film stars. The best and the brightest in the business world.
Lucinda: That was a long time ago, though, darling. A long time ago.
Desi: This is not the señorita's first visit to el Capitan, is it?
Lucinda: Ah -- I think you've got me confused with somebody else.
Desi: No, no. Desi never forgets a face.
Katie: Yeah, you never did say, when you would come to Avanya before, why?
Lucinda: Later, darling. I'm just cursed with one of those faces.
Desi: As you wish, señora.
Lucinda: Now, we have a friend, and we want to ask you -- his name is Simon Frasier.
Katie: He's tall, dark, beautiful, dark hair, green piercing eyes, Australian accent?
Lucinda: Is he registered here?
Desi: Yes, I have met this Simon Frasier.
Katie: Yes. So he's staying here? Can you tell us his room number? We have to see him right away.
Desi: Mr. Frasier is out fishing.
Desi: There are many exotic species in our waters.
Lucinda: Oh, my heavens! I'm just so delighted to hear that our friend, Simon Frasier, is enjoying himself on his luxury vacation. Fishing, you say?
Katie: For fish?
Desi: Of course, señorita.
Katie: Señora. I'm his wife.
Desi: Pleased to meet you. Mr. Frasier will return by morning.
Katie: Hold on. So Simon Frasier is fishing for fish at night?
Lucinda: It's not inconceivable.
Katie: You're lying. Where's my husband?
Desi: I assure you -- some of the best fishing is done off our shores at night. This isn't unusual. Please. Rest. I'll get refreshments.
Lucinda: Oh, gladly.
Katie: Thank you.
Slade: Are you Mrs. Frasier?
Katie: I am.
Slade: You don't know me. My name is Slade. Such a lovely young girl, married to such a dangerous man.
Katie: Dangerous? Simon? No, I think you must have him confused with someone else.
Slade: You're the one who's confused, Mrs. Frasier. Be very careful.
Katie: You don't know anything about my husband, Mr. Slade. He's a wonderful man, and I don't know who you met, but there's obviously a mix-up.
Lucinda: Uh, Mr. -- Whatever your name is -- you're a friend of Simon Frasier's? Well, wonder of wonders! The prodigal fisherman returns.
"Simon": Oh, the forager has returned.
[Ringing bell] now is that a fish, or is that a fish? Desi, you should've seen the size of the one that got away. Hello there lovely lady. Drinks are on me. Off you go. Yeah, there you go.
Katie: Is that my --
Lucinda: Yes, it is.
Katie: Did he just --
Lucinda: Yes, he did. I mean, I don't know why. Obviously it's part of a persona he's acting to get the job done.
Katie: Yeah, you better be right.
"Simon": I've been on the high seas so long, you're even starting to look pretty good, huh? Uh, Katie?
Katie: Uh, yeah?
"Simon": Is that really you?
Katie: You took the words right out of my mouth, honey!
"Simon": Well, well, well! This is a terrific surprise!
Katie: A surprise, is it? You know what the surprise is? When did you start smoking those stinky things?
"Simon": Hey, hey, these "stinky things" cost me a pretty penny.
Lucinda: Yes, and whose pretty penny is it, by the way? It's my pretty penny. What are you doing fishing and smoking and doing that -- you're on a mission.
Katie: Since when do you fish?
Lucinda: Yeah, and why are you dressed like Tony Montana?
Katie: And don't even get me started on what you were doing with that -- waitress.
Lucinda: Look, she had a telegram. She got the telegram, and that's why we're here, to help you with the "complications."
"Simon": Whoa. Slow it up. Telegram? What telegram? Look, I didn't send anything, and I have no idea who did.
Bob: Well, how's my favorite patient doing?
Lily: I'm very anxious to go home and get into my own bed.
Bob: Well, how about spending at least one night with us here?
Lily: Oh. Oh, I'm being very taken care of. You know, I didn't realize these nurses and these doctors work all night long, in these wee hours. There is no traffic at O'Hare. Can I please go home?
Bob: No, I'm afraid you're gonna get stuck in traffic for awhile, anyway. Where's Holden?
Lily: He went to take the kids home. Why? What is it that you want to tell me?
Bob: Well, I met with Dr. Samuels, and the good news is what you're experiencing -- there's no indication of pre-term labor.
Lily: Thank God for that. It was painful. But I was very worried that something was wrong.
Bob: I can imagine.
Lily: So -- what's the bad news?
Bob: Lily, you and Holden are going to have to make some drastic changes in your lifestyle if you want to protect this pregnancy.
Holden: Aaron, you've got a lot of explaining --
Craig: So Aaron's not here? He's not at the farm, either.
Holden: Craig, this is not a good time. So let me just tell you right off the bat -- I don't know where they are, either.
Craig: Lucy and Aaron?
Holden: Maybe the concert ran overtime. Maybe they got stuck in traffic coming back from Chicago. But I can assure you that they will be here very soon.
Craig: You're sure of that, are you?
Holden: Reasonably sure.
Craig: What else are you sure of?
Holden: That this is not a good time, Craig.
Craig: You know, the cruelest cut of all is that my daughter lied to me. She was never that blatant until Aaron came along.
Holden: This is not a good night to push me, Craig.
Craig: I didn't come here to push you, Holden.
Holden: Good. Say good night, then. Because that's all I know.
Craig: Yes. Leave them alone, and they'll come home. Kind of casual, considering one of them has been arrested.
Holden: I warned you not to start with me.
Craig: I think I have a right to be worried about my daughter who's being kept out half the night by a guy whose irresponsibility has been documented by the Police. Your son has troubles, Holden, and I will not let my only living child be dragged into them.
Aaron: For what it's worth, I do understand what you're going through.
Alison: You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?
Aaron: I know what it feels like to be everybody's problem. But lying never helped. If you'd have just told me and Lucy that you had cold feet going into your dad's house --
Alison: You'd think I was the biggest flake in the world. And I didn't want to risk getting all gooey and having maybe Lucy accusing me of trying to make you guys feel sorry for me.
Lucy: When you make things up, it makes it hard for people to trust you. Especially after you took a picture of me on the back of Aaron's bike and snuck it under my dad's door.
Alison: I've already apologized for that like 100 times now. I spent my entire month's allowance trying to make that up to you.
Lucy: Yeah, but the damage was already done. To me, my father and Aaron. You were obviously trying to cause problems for me and my boyfriend.
Alison: I wasn't.
Aaron: Just tell the truth, Alison.
Alison: Why? Because it'll set me free or something?
Aaron: Strange but true. I mean, we're straight with you. Don't you think we deserve the same?
Alison: Yikes. All right. The truth. And nothing but.
Aaron: Good. So about we start right now, Alison? Did you do something with my car keys to get me and Lucy in trouble?
Aaron: Did you do something with the car keys, Alison?
Alison: I thought you understood! But I guess I was wrong.
Lucy: Hey, don't get mad at Aaron. I was just about to ask you that myself.
Alison: Would you give me some credit? Do you think I would lose the keys so I could spend the entire night with you guys with your sweaty paws all over each other? Right. Fun for you, total bore for me.
Aaron: Hold up. Hold up. I think we just found our ticket home.
[In spooky tone of voice]
Alison: I hope it's not the guy with the bloody ax who appears out of the darkness, wherever teenagers are stranded in the middle of the road.
Lucy: Would it kill you to be quiet for, like, five minutes?
Alison: Would it kill you to have a little fun?
Lucy: Your brand? Probably.
Aaron: Ladies, our tow truck has arrived.
Alison: Thank goodness. I've so got to go to the bathroom.
Aaron: How are you holding up?
Lucy: Okay. Considering I'll be sent to the convent as soon as we get back to Oakdale.
Aaron: Everything's gonna be fine.
Holden: I know how angry you are, how concerned you must be. Especially after everything that happened with Bryant. So I am not gonna pick a fight with you, not tonight. For both our sakes.
Craig: I'm not worried about what's best for you, Holden --
Holden: Lily is in the hospital right now, Craig! There might be something wrong with the baby! She's there all by herself! I have nobody here to watch the kids! And I want to be with her right now, but I can't be!
Craig: I'm sorry. I didn't -- I -- I hope everything's all right.
Holden: Thank you. So do we.
Craig: You never know. It could be a false alarm or something. Those things happen. Give her my best, will you?
Holden: I will do that.
Craig: I'll let you know if I hear from our --
Holden: And I will do the same to you.
Craig: You know, Lucy is the one uncomplicated relationship in my life. And I don't know what I would do if anything happened to change that.
Holden: Craig, she's gonna be fine. Aaron is a good kid, and Lucy sensed that from the very beginning with him. Why don't you just give those two kids a chance? They might surprise you.
Craig: That's what I'm afraid of.
Hal: Well, I just talked to the Police Department right outside Chicago.
Susan: Oh, God, there's been an accident.
Hal: No. Everyone's safe. Alison is with Aaron and Lucy. Everything's fine.
Emily: Whoa, whoa -- what happened?
Hal: Well, Aaron couldn't get his car started, and a tow truck picked them up a few miles from the Hinsdale exit.
Susan: Hinsdale? That's where Alison's father lives. What were they doing out there?
Emily: Oh, no.
Hal: Alison ever done anything like this before? Run off to see her father without telling anyone?
Susan: Never. But she was very upset today. And I think you know why.
Emily: Maybe I do.
Susan: What have you been saying to my daughter?
"Simon": Shame on you! Shame on you for coming all the way down here and surprising me like that.
Katie: Frankly, I'm the one who's pretty surprised.
Lucinda: Hey. Look, we'll talk about the telegram later. Would you please tell us -- have you made any contact with Rose, with Paul?
"Simon": No. No, I haven't seen Rose and Paul. But, yes, I have crossed paths with Henry Coleman.
Katie: Henry Coleman? Did he tell you where they are?
Lucinda: Are they in good health? Has Henry hurt them?
"Simon": Wait, wait, wait. According to Henry, he was running from Paul, not vice versa.
Katie: Why are you acting so casual about this? Shouldn't you be out there looking for them?
"Simon": Yes, I will. Eventually. Okay? Now why don't you two ladies go on and get a little settled? I'm gonna stay down here for awhile.
Katie: And do what?
"Simon": Well, now that my lucky charm is here, I might try my hand at a few games of poker.
Katie: You're playing poker?
"Simon": Never fear. I'll come up and give you a little fun when I come up in the morning, okay? All right. Gentlemen -- I believe the game is seven-card stud. One-eyed jacks are wild. Who's dealing?
Katie: If he thinks he's gonna wake me up and get a "little fun," he's got another think coming. Who is this man?
Lucinda: I don't know, but I'd like to have an explanation.
Katie: Yeah, so would I.
Lucinda: I don't know why he's behaving like this. Maybe it's the water! Maybe it's the rum.
Katie: No. Did you see the way he turned his back on me to play cards? If he thinks he's coming up for a little late-night fun, he's got another think coming, because I am not giving him anything until I figure out what is going on here.
Lucinda: I wanna hear all about that.
Katie: Thank you. I think I'll do it now.
Lucinda: No, no, no. Don't. Please don't. This is Avanya. You know? You gotta be beautiful and the wife and just know where your place is. You gotta be very careful and very wise.
Katie: It's the 21st Century.
Lucinda: Yes, in macho Avanya.
Katie: So what do I do? I just sit back and get treated like this?
Lucinda: Why don't we, you know, drink up? Why don't we go to our rooms? Why don't we get some rest? We'll talk to him in the morning. Here's to our trip and the success of the trip. Everything will look better. We'll get an explanation in the morning.
Katie: All right. All right, I guess you're right.
Lucinda: All right. Good night. I'm on my way. I hope the beds are cleaner than the reception.
Slade: I'll speak to you again soon, Mrs. Frasier.
Bob: Why don't you tell me what's been going on in your life lately?
Lily: Hmm. You know, the usual.
Bob: Yeah, the usual. The disappearance of your identical twin just when she returns home. What else?
Lily: Holden's son Aaron has come back into our lives, and there have been -- a few bumps.
Bob: Mm-hmm. Which means his hands are full pretty much of the time. You have to take care of everything. Who takes care of Lily?
Lily: I've been fine. I have been -- until tonight.
Bob: You know, I -- I take a peek at that monitor every minute or so. And that's telling me that you're not as "fine" as you think you are. You know, your heart rate is --
Lily: I have been taking care of myself. I've been eating right. I've been taking my vitamins.
Bob: Lily, I'm not gonna grill you about what vitamins you take or how much milk you drink, fresh vegetables. What I'd like to hear is when do you ever get any rest? When do you ever just take it easy? When's the last time you read a book or rented a movie or spent an entire day in bed?
Lily: Wow. No. There hasn't been much time for that.
Bob: Listen -- if you don't want to run the risk of pre-term labor and put your baby's health at risk, you start making that time right now.
Hal: I'm gonna make a few more calls, see if I can't get some more information.
Emily: Exactly what are you accusing me of?
Susan: You told her.
Emily: Told her? Told her what?
Susan: The circumstances of her conception, after I asked you not to --
Emily: No, I didn't. I didn't. I gave you my word that I --
Susan: Well, then what are all those little looks between you and Hal?
Emily: She overheard Hal and I discussing some things. But she didn't hear enough to put the pieces together. I can tell you that.
Susan: You hope. Or maybe not. You want her to find out, don't you?
Emily: No! I mean, not like that. I -- she doesn't know, all right? Hal told me that she was pumping him for information, but he made sure he didn't tell her a thing.
Susan: It doesn't matter! Now she knows that something is going on. She's gonna be like a dog with a bone.
Emily: That's not true. I mean, that's not necessarily true.
Susan: I know her, Emily. She's acting out already! Her grades are suffering. She's out of control! What's she gonna do when she finally finds out the truth?
Susan: Baby, I was so worried about you!
Susan: Hey! You gonna tell me where you were? Or do we have to play 20 questions?
Alison: Sure. Let's play. What were you and Emily talking about before you saw me at the door?
Susan: We were talking about how worried we --
Alison: Bull! I could hear you from outside! You're hiding something from me. You said it yourselves. Don't deny it. And I want to know what it is!
Aaron: So your father thinks you're spending the night at Alison's. Are you sure you're ready to face the music?
Lucy: He's probably out with Rosanna Cabot.
Aaron: His girlfriend?
Lucy: Sort of. I don't really know. He's been staying out really late. He didn't come home last night. Maybe if I'm lucky, it happened again.
Aaron: Well, if you're worried about what's on the other side of those doors, I'll stay and take the heat.
Lucy: I'll be fine. And nothing that happened tonight was your fault. If there's any heat to be taken, it's all for me. So far, so good. I don't think he's here.
Aaron: Good. Lucy -- I know this isn't the evening that we planned.
Lucy: Everything that could've gone wrong did.
Aaron: Yeah, tell me about it. But at least I got to be with you. And to me, that's -- that's all that matters.
Lucy: For me, too.
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