ATWT Transcript Wednesday 7/3/02

As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 7/3/02

By Linda
Proofread by Ebele

Pete: The lady's with me!

Mike: I don't think so.

Pete: Hey!

Mike: Hey! How 'bout you be a gentleman and back off?!

Pete: Fine. Fine.

Molly: You got a cape on under those clothes somewhere?

Mike: Just an "S" on my chest. Cup of coffee for my friend. Milk and two sugars, please.

Molly: Are you some kind of mind reader? Okay, then, what am I doing here?

Mike: Well, you're from out of town. Thanks.

Molly: Way, way, way out of town.

Mike: And, uh, this bar is not your usual scene.

Molly: Right again. Oh, my, give this man a nickel. Do they still make nickels? I don't really like nickels. They're so -- so round.

Mike: Okay. Drink up.

Molly: You are hired, Mr. Super duper coffeemaker mind reader. So tell me, what is an out-of-town girl like me doing in a place like this?

Mike: Nursing a broken heart.

Susan: Alison, this is Emily's home and not some place for you to run every time you hear something you don't like.

Alison: See? She doesn't even want me to have any friends. She wants to be the only one I can turn to. This is not healthy.

Susan: You have a perfectly fine home with me!

Alison: Right. As long as the liquor cabinet's locked up tight.

Susan: Just a minute, young lady --

Alison: Thanks for raising me, grandma. It was fun, but it's over. I'm staying here with my real mother.

Emily: All right. Wait, wait, wait, that was unfair.

Susan: She's angry.

Emily: Yeah, but you've worked very hard to stay sober, mom.

Susan: Don't worry about it. I'm not gonna pick up a drink because a teenager hurls a dart at a sore spot. That's her specialty -- discovering where it hurts and then twisting the knife in, but you'll find out. Since I'm doing such a terrible job and you have all the answers, she's yours. I'll send her things over.

Aaron: I just wanna talk. That's it.

Lucy: Just go home. Please. Just leave me alone. Mom, it's me. If you're there, please pick up. I really need you right now.

Holden: He sandbagged me.

Jack: That's Craig.

Holden: He used me to set up my own kid. I knew that he had it in for him, and I walked right into his trap.

Jack: The thing about Craig is once he starts sounding reasonable, watch out.

Holden: He told me what I wanted to hear. He said exactly what I needed to hear him say -- a chance for my kid. Then he just came at him. I'll tell you this -- it just makes me want to break his face, Jack.

Jack: Welcome to my world.

Holden: How're you doing?

Aaron: I'm sorry, dad. I should have told you about Seattle, but it was over and I never thought it would be an issue. And now Lucy won't ever speak to me.

Holden: You know what? I think that we should probably just head home, and we'll talk about it later, all right?

Aaron: I can't go home, not now. Lily's not gonna want me around, not after she finds out what I did.

Craig: So it's all right for me to watch you make love to jack in the police station, but if I move on --

Carly: You haven't moved on.

Craig: Neither have you. You just admitted that.

Carly: No, I admitted that I had a thing for you, Craig. Past tense.

Craig: Oh, you still have a thing for me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here talking to me. But you're afraid of it. It's safer with Jack, and I've accepted that, but you haven't. You can't let go of it because we connected in a way you've never experienced before. I accepted you, all of you, exactly as you are. I loved you -- not the idea of you. You. And you find that hard to forget.

Carly: That part felt good. And you're right. I see you, and I'm reminded. But then you do something. It never fails. You do something, and I remember what I cannot possibly afford to forget -- you will always let me down, and that doesn't feel good.

Craig: I'm not perfect, Carly.

Carly: No, you're not, and neither am I. I'm weak. I can't take it, Craig -- that thing you do. I need Jack, who he is and what he gives me. And no matter how you make me feel -- and you do, you know how to push my buttons, it's true. But then, when I see you pull one of your numbers, like you did tonight, ripping apart those two good kids, you make me sick. I'm ashamed of you, and I'm so glad I'm with Jack.

Craig: So am I. Because every time I hear one of your self-righteous speeches about how my behavior shocks you, I am thankful I am with a woman like Rosanna, who at the very least is willing to give me the benefit of the doubt.

Craig: Having somebody support me for who I am for once -- that feels good.

Carly: How about you, Rosanna? Good for you, too?

Rosanna: Excuse me, sorry. Lucy has apparently decided to not spend any more time with Aaron.

Craig: Hello, Rosanna.

Carly: Now that is an entrance. Don't you think, Craig? I mean, you had no sooner admitted to me that you were thrilled with having second best, and who should walk in the door, second best herself. Timing, Rosanna. Got to hand it to you.

Rosanna: I don't see how any of this is any of your business, so why don't you find your partner and two step on home?

Carly: Chilly. Well, you're right, Craig. She is in your corner. You've finally got yourself a moll, and a rich one at that. Why, you might even be able to retire. Just think about all the wallets that'll breathe a sigh of relief.

Craig: You know, Carly, when we have these conversations, you make a lot of sense. Jack is the man for you. We had this history. But then you see me with Rosanna, and I don't know.

Rosanna: It's jealousy.

Craig: Yes, yes, walk in with Rosanna, and you turn green.

Rosanna: I guess you regret your choice. I'm sorry. That's really too bad.

Carly: The only thing I regret is that it -- it took me too long to realize where I belong. I don't think Lucy will make the same mistake. She'll be free of you before you have time to say, "honey, I'm so sorry."

Rosanna: Carly, don't you have someplace else you need to be?

Carly: Yes, I do, in fact. Jack and I booked a room. We thought we'd celebrate.

Rosanna: So Lucy is upstairs in her room, and I think she does need to see you.

Craig: Yes, yes, well -- what to say to a little girl whose boyfriend you've just crushed?

Rosanna: Well, I think she's angrier at Aaron than she is at you, so why don't you just give her a hug? Go ahead, and I'll be up in a little while, okay? Hello, room service? Hi, it's Rosanna Cabot. I need you to do me a favor. Can you send a little surprise gift to some friends of mine that are staying in the hotel? Thank you.

Jack: Hey, there you are. Where were you?

Carly: Powdering my nose.

Jack: Hmm.

Carly: Are you ready?

Jack: When you are. Okay.

Carly: Oh, hey, Aaron, don't let Craig Montgomery get to you, okay? Lucy is very upset because she cares about you, and that's what matters, not Craig.

Aaron: Thanks.

Holden: What do you say we head home?

Aaron: I should try to talk to Lucy one more time.

Holden: My advice? Just give her some time. Let her calm down. She is a very smart girl, and I think she'll be able to see through her father's smoke screen.

Aaron: Yeah, but her father made me look like a --

Holden: You know, Craig has a way of turning things to his own advantage, and you gave him some pretty good ammunition. I'm not judging you for what you did, but I think you got to take responsibility for it. Listen, Aaron, everybody makes mistakes. It's how you deal with those mistakes and how you learn from them which distinguishes the person, and I think you're going to do just fine. So let's try and forget about it for now and head home and worry about it all tomorrow, all right? Come on.

Susan: How would you feel, Hal, if every time you were called into account, every time one of your kids stepped out of line, that everybody looked at you like you're the problem? You, the one with -- the single parent with a big career?

Hal: Susan, I understand how difficult it is to raise a teenager.

Susan: Oh, especially when you're a recovering alcoholic.

Hal: I think that's probably harder on you than on your children.

Susan: Don't manage me, Hal.

Emily: Who could possibly manage you? You know, you're impossible.

Hal: Emily, don't go there.

Emily: Look, why not?! She wants to know why Alison comes to me! Well, let me tell you why! Nobody can reach you, mother. You're always right. And when you're wrong, you're still right, because all of us are always wrong! For once, can we just put a problem on the table and not have it be about you?

Susan: I thought that's what I was doing.

Emily: By walking out on her?

Susan: You can't walk out on somebody who's running away.

Emily: Oh, and that's my fault?

Susan: Well, yes, partially. You've undercut my authority, given her a place to stay. Why should she stay home and work out her problems when she can run away to you?

Emily: Right, so this is my fault.

Hal: My fault, your fault. Will you guys listen to each other? This kid is backing you into corners so she can take center stage.

Susan: You're absolutely right. That's why I'm backing off. If Alison needs my help, she knows where to find me.

Hal: And Emily?

Susan: Emily has a very short memory. Remember when you needed my help when David Steinbeck held us all hostage, and you came to me for advice, forgiveness and for Alison's trust fund? You were willing to risk your sister's future to finance your career, and I was left to sort it all out, and I did it, didn't I?

Emily: Yes.

Susan: Well, then why won't you trust me with Alison?

Emily: Mom, I am grateful to you for so many things. I've been wanting to tell you that since I got back, but you and Alison are having troubles, and you're at odds, okay? You'd agree, right? I'm just trying to bridge the gap.

Susan: By countermanding me at every turn? Alison's the one who's going to pay the price!

Emily: I'm just trying to reach out to her, mother. She's unhappy.

Susan: Because she's a teenager. Of course she's unhappy. She's -- she's riddled with hormones. She's chafing at authority. She's afraid to make the decisions she knows she needs to make, and you're not helping. She needs resistance. She needs to know that someone is holding that line she's trying to cross.

Emily: Right. She also needs to know that there's someplace safe she can go and someone she can talk to who's not going to come down on her like a ton of bricks.

Susan: Honey, you're describing a friend, not a parent.

Emily: Well, I think a parent needs to do both.

Susan: Well, go for it. Do it. You have all the answers, and she obviously agrees. She wants to stay here with her real mom.

Hal: All right, Susan, she didn't mean that, and you know it. She just picked up the nearest rock she could find, and she threw it. That's what teenagers do.

Susan: I could deal with that. She and I could work it out if she didn't have her sister standing in her corner feeding her ammunition.

Emily: Oh, for Pete's sake, I am trying to support her and you! You're the one who's making this personal by unloading all of your resentments about me and you and how we never got along on Alison. It's not fair, mother. She's not me.

Susan: Well, I'm glad you're finally realizing that.

Hal: All right! That's it. Not another word out of either one of you. Alison! Alison! Well, guess who was sitting on the steps, and I don't think she missed a single syllable.

Craig: Lucy?

Rosanna: Just remember, Craig, to be -- to be kind, you know, be gentle. She's really hurt, and she is going to blame you.

Craig: Lucy? Oh, sweetness, if I had thought there was any other way --

Lucy: There's always another way, daddy. I mean, you could have had him shot.

Craig: Lucy --

Lucy: You made up your mind about him the minute you found out he had a motorcycle.

Craig: And I was completely honest about my feelings, too.

Lucy: You don't know what those pictures mean, but I do. It means that my father, who promised to make an effort to sit down to dinner, to get to know my friend -- my father hired a private eye to dig into Aaron's life just so that he could embarrass him and me in front of his family. What kind of person does that, daddy? What kind of horrible, insensitive -- ?

Craig: Lucy, Lucy, I understand you have feelings for him, and there's a lot of things to recommend him. He's not disrespectful. He comes from a good family, but his life has been problematic. He's had trouble with the Police. He's had an affair with a married woman. And I don't want you exposed to those sorts of problems.

Lucy: Then maybe you should move out, dad. I mean, you've done much worse things than Aaron. You've been in jail. And as far as affairs go? How many have you had at his point? Oh, we could call mom. I'm sure she remembers. And you can tell her about how you've become an expert on how we should all live.

[Knock at door]

Carly: Mm. We forgot to put that little sign on the door.

Jack: Who is it?!

Bellman: Room service, Detective Snyder.

Jack: Room service?

Carly: I didn't order anything.

Jack: Yes, we didn't order anything. Who's it from?

Bellman: All they told me was "Compliments of a friend."

Jack: Thank you. We got a friend!

Carly: Really? Who?

Jack: "Carly, sorry you had to settle for Jack instead of Craig. Maybe the booze will make it easier to take. Love, Rosanna."

Carly: I'm gonna rip her face off.

Jack: No, no, you're not.

Carly: She is not gonna get away with this!

Jack: You go after her, she wins, Carly. She wrecks our evening. Is that what you want?

Carly: No.

Jack: Then it ends right here, right now.

Molly: Brokenhearted? No. No, that would mean that it was fixable. And me? I don't have one. He took it. And there's this little hole left where it used to be.

Mike: Is that who you were talking to?

Molly: Who?

Mike: In the corner. Before "down, boy" showed up.

Molly: "Down, boy" -- you're bad. Thank you for saving me from "down boy." But yeah -- yeah, in the corner, that was my dead husband.

Mike: Your dead husband?

Molly: Mm-hmm. He comes, and he talks to me. But he doesn't ever stay for very long. I don't know. Maybe because he's dead. So why are you being so nice to me?

Mike: I'm a nice guy.

Molly: Huh-uh. I mean, you might be a nice guy. I don't know, but that's not why you're here. Ouch. I know what I know. And what I know is that you have had major surgery by an unlicenced female.

Mike: Yeah, well, I survived, and so will you, but I've got to get going.

Molly: Oh.

Mike: Are you going to be okay?

Molly: Yeah.

Mike: You got a place to stay?

Molly: Oh, don't worry about me. I'm fine.

Mike: Listen. If you wanted, why don't you stay with me tonight?

Molly: No, I couldn't stay with you because I'm a married woman. It's just my husband happens to be dead. That's all.

Mike: I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want you to spend the night in a bar.

Molly: No, he'd -- he'd take me home. Ray?

Mike: Whoa, okay, all right. Listen, there's an extra room in my place, all right? Don't make me leave you here. I'll worry about you all night.

Molly: Why?

Mike: It's that "s" on my chest. So what do you say? Now, you stay with me till you get yourself together.

Molly: I say I think that you better rethink that offer unless you want a permanent roommate because I am never gonna get myself together again.

Hal: See, this is what I've been talking about. You two go at each other while this one sits on the sidelines egging you on.

Alison: Excuse me, I just came to make sure you weren't killing each other.

Hal: Alison, go upstairs and pack your bags. You're going home with Susan.

Emily: Whoa, wait a minute, Hal. This is not your problem.

Hal: Alison is welcome here any time -- weekends, holidays, sleep-overs -- but only if she has Susan's permission and only if Emily and I don't have something else planned. Is that clear?

Alison: You are not my father, and I am not going back to her house because it's a prison!

Hal: Alison, I'd be happy to take you downtown and show you where we lock up kids who have no place to stay, but since you have a home and a mother who loves you, I suggest that you do what you're told right now.

Susan: That was not necessary. I'm not going to fight either one of them anymore.

Hal: Then what do you call this? You two tearing into each other. You've come too far to let a headstrong kid set you back. You love each other. Why don't you start acting like it?

Emily: Look, just because we have problems doesn't mean we don't love each other.

Hal: Emily, I've sat back and watched you guys bat this problem back and forth for a couple of weeks now, and I'm getting really tired of it. Now, upstairs there is a girl who is smart, and she's got a lot of potential, but she is not going to amount to anything unless somebody starts setting some limits because her family's going to get torn apart by it. Now, I'll do anything that I can to help, but I am sick of this, and I am not going to have this in my house every single day because Will needs a safe haven here. We all need a safe haven here. So Susan, you just start acting like the mother that you say you are, and Emily, you just be a good sister to her and not an accomplice because that is not what Alison needs.

Alison: I'll see you at home, mother.

Susan: Alison! Sorry.

Emily: How could you do that?

Hal: I just cleaned a little house.

Emily: You took her side. How could you take my mother's side against me?

Craig: I know you're angry, and I know that maybe I could have handled this a little better, but he could have hurt you. And I think that once you've calmed down, you'll realize that, and I hope you'll thank me.

Lucy: Thank you? Are you insane? For humiliating me in front of all those people? For chasing away the first guy I've ever had feelings for? For making me feel like the most pathetic loser in the entire -- ?

Craig: Lucy, Lucy, you are a beautiful --

Lucy: Don't touch me.

Craig: Don't say those things about yourself.

Lucy: That's how I feel. That's how you made me feel.

Craig: Well, that is the last thing on earth I would ever want to do.

Lucy: Well, maybe when you've calmed down, you'll realize what you've done.

Craig: Oh, Lucy, do I deserve that?

Lucy: What you deserve? What you deserve is to lose everyone you've ever cared about, and you will. You lost mom. You lost Bryant. Now you've lost me.

Craig: Oh, Lucy, come --

Lucy: I called mom.

Craig: When? Now? Why?

Lucy: I left her a message. When she calls back, I'm going to tell her to come get me. I think it's time that I went home.

Craig: Oh, Lucy. No, no, no, no, Lucy, we can fix this! Lucy!

Rosanna: Don't, don't. Let her go. Just let her go.

Craig: No, she called Sierra. She called Sierra. I lost -- I'm going to lose my daughter. What do I do?

Jack: What's going on with you two?

Carly: Rosanna and I have always hissed at each other.

Jack: No, this is different.

Carly: I saw them in the dining room, Rosanna and he who shall not be named.

Jack: I see.

Carly: No. No, you don't see because what she wrote in this note, Jack, I never said that. I never even thought this. This is her way of finally winning, Jack, only I'm not playing the game.

Jack: So why are you so upset?

Carly: Because -- and I know what you're thinking, and it isn't Craig. It's her, and that smug look she gets on her face. You should have seen her mothering Lucy, who's the one who will suffer.

Jack: Okay, wait a minute. Let's back up.

Carly: You've got that detective look.

Jack: Yes. Let's talk motive. Why does Rosanna always feel she has to have the last word?

Carly: She hates me.

Jack: Why?

Carly: She's always hated me.

Jack: No, but she hasn't always sent you champagne. Has it occurred to you that this isn't about you? That it's about Craig? That she's really fallen for the guy?

Carly: Rosanna's in love with Craig?

Jack: And all we have to do is sit back and watch.

Hal: Emily, have a heart. You've turned the kitchen into a war zone.

Emily: Oh, gee, I'm real sorry about that. She finally turned to me. You had no right to throw her out of the house.

Hal: She wasn't turning to you. She was using you.

Emily: She came to me, Hal, instead of running out on the streets somewhere doing who knows what. I got the chance to talk to her. I got the chance to show her that she could be something if she would just believe in herself, but no, you had to come out swinging.

Hal: And I'd do it again. Ice cream?

Emily: Hal, I -- Hal, I want her to trust me. How's that going to happen? How am I going to do that if every time we get close, you blow her out of the water?

Hal: Ground rules, Emily. Every kid needs 'em.

Emily: Well, we have them.

Hal: Jimmies?

Emily: I appreciate that you've been through this with Jennifer and Adam, and for all I know, maybe you're right, but that's no excuse for siding with my mother.

Hal: She was right.

Emily: Excuse me?!

Hal: You sound just like your sister.

Emily: My mother was not right!

Hal: Emily, if Susan wants Alison to take those S.A.T. tests and she paid for them, she has every right to expect Alison to take those tests.

Emily: I don't care how many counselors she talked to. If Alison's heart is not in to taking the classes --

Hal: That is between Alison and her mother. She's got to learn to fight her own battles. She's got to learn to make herself be heard. Now, if you want help, next time go to Susan directly instead of giving Alison an out that you don't have any right to offer.

Emily: Okay, next time you know you're right, do me a favor? Pull me aside instead of humiliating me in front of my entire family.

Carly: Rosanna -- in love with Craig. Do you have any idea what this means, Jack? For the first time since Mike Kasnoff, I have the upper hand.

Jack: Because you know something before she does?

Carly: Because she's got something to lose. That's why the champagne, Jack. I got to her. She's desperate.

Jack: I don't know, Carly. I mean, with me being spontaneous and all and you on your broomstick.

Carly: I'm entitled, Jack, after everything she's put me through. I hope Craig takes her for every last cent. I hope he leaves her worse off than he did Barbara Ryan.

Jack: As long as he leaves us out of it.

Carly: That's the beautiful part, Jack. We don't have to do anything.

Jack: Au contraire. There's a few things we have to do.

Carly: Like what? Oh, boy. This is going to be an interesting summer.

Rosanna: Just give her some time. Let her calm down.

Craig: No, it is too late for that, Rosanna. You don't know Sierra. I had one chance. I had one chance to keep my daughter, and I blew it. I've lost her. At least I kept her away from Aaron Snyder, an ocean away.

Rosanna: You know, it's very interesting to me that you would take such a big risk when you had so much to lose.

Craig: Did you see those pictures?

Rosanna: Yes, I did.

Craig: He was caught sleeping with a guy's wife.

Rosanna: I just can't stop thinking about that look on your face when Jack found out you had been kissing Carly. Think about it. I mean, you went after that boy with a great deal of energy -- as much as you would put into a business deal, a hostile takeover.

Craig: I was protecting my daughter.

Rosanna: From what? From a boy who sounds a bit too much like her own father?

Craig: What are you saying? I'm no good for her?

Rosanna: No, I'm saying that she has a point. You don't know that boy, and yet, you hate him. Why?

Craig: I don't know. You tell me.

Rosanna: Well, I don't think it's very complicated. I think he reminds you of yourself, but I'm wondering why that would make you hate him, unless there's some part of you that hates yourself, and that doesn't make any sense, because I think you're terrific. In fact, I'm crazy about you.

Hal: You've got a point. I should have let the fight die down and taken you aside and told you how I felt. I'm sorry. I should've been more patient.

Emily: I know it's a lot, all my family baggage. I'm sorry, too.

Hal: Hey, look. Let's not start comparing baggage or families because they'll throw us both in the monkey box.

Emily: Yeah, but you know, you're right. You have every right to want to keep a quiet house.

Hal: Emily, this is our home. We're going to get married. We're going to share a life together. And you and me, we're a brass band. We're a touchdown on a beautiful day. And I wouldn't give up a decibel of it. But when I think that you're being played by your sister, or when it's rocking the boat here at home, Emily, then I got to step in. You know, Will's just getting his rhythm back, and with Barbara's trial set, and who knows what else coming up -- I mean, we got to be careful. We got to set limits. Now, Alison is your family, and that's fine. And now her stuff is your stuff, and that makes it my stuff, too. And that's okay, too. But Emily, I have to weigh in on this.

Emily: It's when you land on me, Hal. If we're going to be partners, if we're going to be this team, you have to respect me. And throwing my sister out of the house without even talking to me and siding with my mother? It's like you have no faith in me.

Mike: You've lost your husband. You're grieving, but you will get over this. All right? You hang on. You wake up one morning, and you will feel better.

Molly: You know what my husband would say? He would say, "Molly, you're drunk. I'm going to take you home. You're going to sleep it off." That's what he'd say.

Mike: I'm not him, all right, but you're more than welcome to my guest room.

Molly: What's your name?

Mike: Mike.

Molly: Mike. Okay, Mike, do you see that suitcase over there?

Mike: Mm-hmm.

Molly: Can you lift it?

Mike: I think so.

Molly: Good, because I can't.

Molly: You know, tonight, this thing -- it's temporary, okay?

Mike: I got it. You all set?

Molly: Yeah.

Mike: Did you forget something?

Molly: No, but he's gone.

Jack: I got to hand it to Rosanna. She really does have good taste in Champagne.

Carly: I'll have to push your buttons more often.

Jack: You know what the best part of this whole thing is for me? Craig is actually making me happy. That has never happened before.

Carly: Well, here's to being on top. And you know what the -- do you know what the best part is for me? Knowing that I made the right decision.

Jack: Oh, so you're finally growing up.

Carly: What is that supposed to mean?

Jack: This was always the right decision, Carly. You just weren't ready to accept it.

Carly: You're saying you understand me, detective?

Jack: Yes, ma'am.

Carly: I may just have to challenge that theory.

Jack: Mm. And I may have to put that sign on the door.

Carly: I already did.

Rosanna: I really am, you know, crazy about you.

Craig: So would this confession have anything to do with what you heard in the dining room?

Rosanna: You think I'm soft in the head?

Craig: Oh, no, no, no. I can name a number of places where you're wonderfully soft, but in the head, no.

Rosanna: What was it you told Carly? That when she yells at you, it makes you glad that you are with me? When it comes to compliments, I'll leave that one on the shelf.

Craig: There, you see? You're rock hard.

Rosanna: I'll take that, I guess. I know you like me. I like you.

Craig: So this is my cue to tell you how much I need you?

Rosanna: Listen, don't worry about Lucy, okay? Really, she's her father's daughter. She'll think her way through this.

Craig: In Montega.

Rosanna: No, no, I don't think that will happen. I really don't. But if you want, I'll talk to her. I will. I was her age once, and I was in love with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks.

Craig: What?

Rosanna: Nothing. It will be okay. I'll talk to her.

Craig: So I guess I do need you. I've said it. Happy? You better be happy, or what would it cost me? What, I bare my soul, and you laugh? You laugh? All right, come here and sit. You have to pay. Come here.

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