As The World Turns Transcript Friday 7/12/02
Proofread by Ebele
Simon: Rise and shine, beautiful girl. Open your eyes. Come on, baby. Take a sip. Have a sip. That's it. He's dangerous, Katie. He'll hurt you. Stay sharp. Don't let him hurt you.
Simon: It's me, love.
Katie: It's really you?
Simon: It's really me.
Katie: How can I be sure?
Simon: Be sure.
Katie: My, God, it is you! Oh, I was so worried about you. I thought he killed you!
Simon: Find me.
Katie: But you're right here.
Simon: Don't give up.
Katie: I won't. But, Simon, where am I supposed to look?
Simon: Find me.
"Simon": Yeah. Here, drink this.
Katie: I don't want it.
"Simon": Oh, get up. Wake up. I said, "drink it!" All right? I need you sharp. Come on, love. We've got to find that diamond. Don't make me drag the truth out of you.
Lucinda: Oh, honey.
Lucinda: Oh, honey, why aren't you still asleep?
Rose: What was in that pill that you gave me? It made me all loopy. I almost slept till Christmas.
Lucinda: Oh, but here you are.
Rose: I had horrible dreams. Horrible!
Lucinda: Oh, sweetheart.
Rose: About pop and Paul and --
Lucinda: Dear child.
Rose: Don't "dear child" me. What's with the milk? What's the matter with you? You got a sick stomach or something?
Lucinda: Yeah, yeah, sort of.
Rose: Well, you know what? I'm gonna get sick if you don't tell me what's going on. Why'd you knock me out? What have you been doing behind my back?
Lucy: Oh, hey!
Aaron: Boy, am I glad to see you.
Lucy: No, no, what do you think you're doing? I thought we agreed we'd only see each other at the Country club.
Aaron: Your father doesn't own me. I mean, I can go wherever I want. And if I happen to see you --
Lucy: No, we can't talk here. It's too risky.
Aaron: No problem, princess.
Craig: Thank you.
Margo: Leaving without a phone call?
Craig: You here on official assignment?
Margo: Well, Marshall Travers is afraid that you just might flee the jurisdiction.
Craig: Marshall Travers. Well, tempting as that may be --
Margo: Yeah, all right. So I should just save myself the rush and draw up the extradition -- papers?
Craig: You okay?
Margo: Mm-hmm. I'm fine, I'm fine! Don't try and change the subject now. 'Cause you know if you even think about leaving town, the judge is gonna slap you in jail.
Craig: Come on, sit down.
Craig: Sit down. Because either that was your shortest sermon on record or there is a problem. Which is it?
Carly: This door-to-door search stuff is so low-tech, Rosanna. You know what you need? You need a Craig-cam. You can put him under 24-hour surveillance, like people do with their nannies.
Rosanna: I'm not spying on Craig.
Carly: Oh, right. That's right. You're just -- you're delivering his shaving kit. Now, is that how you want to spend the rest of your life? Running around, checking up on somebody you'll never be able to trust in a million years?
Rosanna: For your information, Craig and I are in a very good place. In fact, he's asked me to take care of Lucy while he's gone.
Carly: Oh, is that right? Well, watch out, Mary Poppins! You know, I wouldn't have you look after my goldfish, but, hey, that's just me.
Rosanna: I took care of Parker. Does he not count?
Carly: You took good care of Parker while I was gone. I will give you that.
Rosanna: Thank you.
Carly: Wow, a -- a civil moment. Well, let's be really crazy and tack on another 20 seconds of sincerity, okay? The truth is, I was standing right here when you called Craig. And when he told you that he was talking to me about the trial, he was telling you the truth -- probably for the first time in the century.
Rosanna: I knew that.
Carly: No. No, you didn't. But rest assured, Rosanna, his visit wasn't about us -- past, present or future. He just wanted to get me to use the system so he could come out looking like a prince. If you ask me, you're waging war with the wrong army.
Molly: What is it about dancing?
Mike: It's the most fun two people can have standing up!
Molly: That -- that is straight out of Jake's handbook.
Mike: Was he a good dancer?
Molly: You know, he was built like a fullback, but he had the feet of Gene Kelly. But it had to be the right song.
Mike: Hmm, what kind of music?
Molly: Oh -- anything Motown.
Mike: I love Motown.
Molly: Yeah? Well, Jake could be -- he could be all five temptations, actually, all at once. He had all the moves. He'd swivel his hips and make me laugh.
Mike: What's wrong?
Molly: Am I talking about Jake? I'll be. I am talking about Jake, and I'm not falling apart!
Mike: And you're even smiling.
Molly: Jake would like that.
Mike: What's the matter, Molly? Talk to me. You all right?
Molly: He's not here. Jake's gone, Mike. And he's not coming back.
Molly: You must think I'm a nut job.
Mike: Why? 'Cause you miss Jake? Huh? 'Cause you like talking about him? 'Cause you wish he were the one holding you instead of me?
Molly: Just, you know, seeing him here and expecting him to be here, waiting for him. It's kind of like this was our new spot, you know?
Mike: Did I ever tell you about Vic? We grew up together. Now he's a high-powered shrink.
Molly: You think I need a shrink?
Mike: I think you need to let me finish my story.
Mike: Vic believes, even with his degrees and logical explanations, that seeing our loved ones is how they get us used to them being gone. It's like they give us time to see their faces and smell their smells and know they're right next to us -- at least for a little while, you know, until they move on.
Molly: So you're saying that, that's why Jake came to me? To cushion the blow?
Mike: I wouldn't doubt it.
Molly: Oh --
[Molly laughs] he always did like having the last word. You know, I should have figured that he sent you here to --
Mike: To what?
Molly: Um, forget it.
Mike: No, I don't want to forget it. Molly, that is about the nicest thing you could have said to me.
Rosanna: I'm not at war.
Carly: Really? Craig is going where?
Rosanna: To Montega to talk to Sierra about Lucy.
Carly: And that's how it'll start. A few yuks over old times, how cute Lucy looked taking her first steps, how happy they are that she has Sierra's smile, how it's such a hoot that they still enjoy spending time together. Then a few walks around the castle. He'll whisper how her perfume is making him dizzy. And then -- vapor lock. And he'll go to a place that he knows very well -- Sierra's bed.
Rosanna: That's ridiculous. That's not true. He and Sierra are barely on speaking terms.
Carly: Well -- who says you have to talk?
Rosanna: You know, I trust Craig, for your information. And he trusts me, obviously. Why would he ask me to take care of Lucy otherwise?
Carly: And what does Lucy get out of this deal? Besides a few late-night chats she'll avoid like the plague?
Rosanna: I feel that I have a lot to teach Lucy.
Carly: And what is it you plan to teach her?
Rosanna: I plan to listen to her. We have a lot in common, Lucy and I.
Carly: Oh, you do? Like what? Our mother ran an island country?
Rosanna: You know, this is a waste of time.
Carly: And I thought that poor kid had it bad enough just being Craig's daughter.
Rosanna: You know, she does have a hard time, because Craig doesn't approve of her boyfriend. And I've been there!
Carly: Oh, right, so now we're back to Mike again! Would you get over it, Rosanna? I've moved on. Mike has moved on. Why don't you move on, too?
Rosanna: No, I have moved on. You're the one who's chasing my crumbs.
Carly: Wait a second! Craig is my crumb. And I'm not chasing him.
Rosanna: You know, it's pathetic for you, really. You have a lovely man. Jack, somebody who'd crawl through broken glass for you, and you just keep finding ways to mess it up.
Carly: You're not listening. Craig is a blip on my radar screen. Sierra is the real threat here. Now, I bet you dinner at the Lakeview, soup to nuts, that, less than an hour after his jet hits the ground, he and his ex hit the sheets.
Craig: Now, are you sick or do you just need a six-month vacation?
Margo: Maybe -- all of the above.
Craig: Start with sick.
Margo: John is taking some tests. It's out-patient stuff. It's blood tests and that kind of thing.
Margo: And -- nothing. I wait. Nothing.
Craig: What's he looking for?
Margo: You know, just things that he can, you know, check off the list.
Craig: Define "things."
Margo: Oh, Craig, um -- things like hepatitis.
Craig: Oh, Margo --
Margo: No, come on, no. It's just -- it's just he's checking off the possibilities, that's all.
Craig: I'm canceling my trip.
Margo: Why?! What are you gonna do, sit around and hold my hand?
Craig: I'm gonna sit around and hold your hand.
Margo: Oh, no, please. Now, if things don't go my way, there'll be plenty of time for hand holding. I'm just -- you know, I'm maintaining a positive spin here.
Craig: When I was a little kid, I just thought you existed to tell on me and make my life miserable.
Margo: Oh, I did.
Craig: And you still do. I love you just as much now as I ever did -- maybe more.
Margo: Oh, Craig, don't you go soft on me now.
Craig: Don't be so bossy.
Aaron: Good book?
Lucy: What are you doing?
Aaron: What's it look like I'm doing? I'm drinking coffee.
Lucy: You can't sit with me.
Aaron: Okay, I wasn't planning to.
Lucy: I thought you left.
Aaron: I left something in my saddlebag. So if you don't mind, I'd like some peace and quiet. I gotta make a call.
Lucy: Don't let me stop you.
Aaron: Don't worry, you're not.
[Cell phone rings]
Aaron: Do you want to kiss me as bad as I want to kiss you right now?
"Simon": Here we go. There we are. I ordered a whole pot. Now drink up. Drink up. Good.
Katie: You know what I really want?
Katie: I think I need a little hair off the dog.
"Simon": You've already had enough hairs for a whole pack of dogs.
Katie: Well, I could put it in here.
"Simon": Yeah, maybe after we talk.
Katie: Mm. My mouth's too dry to talk.
"Simon": Oh. There you go then, precious? A little bit of water for you. Now tell me everything you know about the diamond.
Katie: Hmm, well -- it's huge.
"Simon": Yeah, I know it's huge. Where is it?
Katie: How am I supposed to know? I need to walk around a little bit.
"Simon": Yeah, that's a good idea. Good idea. We need to walk you around the room. Yes.
Katie: Yes. Oh, no, no.
"Simon": A little bit of stroll --
Katie: No, no, I can do it myself! I can do it my -- whoa! How did I get here?
"Simon": Katie, come on, come on. No, stay awake. That's it. That's a good girl. Stay awake. Stay awake. There we are.
Katie: Oh, you are so cute. And there's so many of you.
"Simon": Look at me. Look at me. Focus, focus. Tell me where the diamond is.
Katie: Do you love that diamond more than you love me?
"Simon": Oh, no, no, of course not. I just want to know where it is.
Katie: Okay, I'll tell you.
Katie: Um, the diamond is --
Katie: It's --
"Simon": Uh-huh? Katie? Katie! Katie! Damn!
Lucinda: It was a desperate attempt to try to get the truth out of Simon.
Rose: What about me? You can't wake me up, let me in on the deal?
Lucinda: Honey, I didn't want you to get all excited about everything.
Rose: Where's Katie?
Lucinda: Well --
[Lucinda laughs] last seen, she was on her way upstairs, slung over Simon's shoulder like a sack of cement.
Rose: Call that a cheap date back in Jersey. And that's not good. That's a very bad -- you know what? Forget it! I'll deal with it on my own. I'll start breaking some heads.
Lucinda: No, no, no, no! Please! Don't do that, because I cannot afford to have you missing, as well. I want you to remain patient and calm.
Rose: Why be patient? So you can come up with some other crazy idea to get a little loopy and get some information out of this guy?
Lucinda: Look, the only reason I went along and consented to Katie's foolish plan was because she came up with some other evidence.
Rose: The letter? Did she get it?
Lucinda: No, not the letter. She has a picture of Simon, and he's got marks on his face like a plastic surgeon makes marks on it.
Rose: He's gonna mess up that pretty face with a plastic surgeon?
Lucinda: Honey, I don't know what he's going to do. Maybe he's not even Simon. Maybe he's somebody else. I don't know what to believe anymore.
Rose: Wait a minute. Are you saying that it's possible that Katie's been right all along? Is it possible? Could we be dealing with an imposter?
"Simon": We have to talk.
Katie: Ow. You're hurting me. It's okay. Ow. Just --
"Simon": Okay. I'm sorry. I'm just -- I'm just running out of time. You see, Katie, I can't help Rose find Paul and her dad without the diamond. And now, if Cooley told you where the diamond is, you gotta tell me, for their sake -- for their sake.
Katie: It is a very sad story. You're making it even sadder.
"Simon": I'm sorry. I just wanna know what Cooley said.
Katie: Okay, hold on. It's a little fuzzy.
"Simon": All right, yeah.
Katie: Let me just retrace my steps.
"Simon": Good idea, yeah.
Katie: I walked into the bar. And I heard him moaning. He was in agony and --
"Simon": Come on.
Katie: Then he started to say something.
Katie: And I couldn't quite make it out.
"Simon": Make it out.
Katie: And then he died right in front of me.
"Simon": What did he say?!
Katie: Okay, hold on. It's coming to me. He -- you. You're such a faker. If you don't trust me anymore, then you should just --
"Simon": If you don't tell me in the next few seconds what he said, I --
Katie: Okay, okay! Okay! Cooley's last word was "Simon."
Katie: He said you had the diamond.
"Simon": Well, that's impossible. The old coot told me you had it.
Katie: Well, maybe he was just confused.
"Simon": Oh, that son of a -- he lied. He lied.
Katie: It's not very nice to talk about dead people like that. Mr. Cooley didn't lie. He just was wrong -- dead wrong. Nighty night.
Aaron: There's no reason we can't be sitting together. Your dad's out of town.
Lucy: But Rosanna Cabot isn't.
Aaron: Yeah, but what does she care?
Lucy: She cares, 'cause he cares. He made her promise to watch my every move.
Aaron: I don't like sneaking around.
Lucy: Neither do I.
Aaron: Lucy, I have to see you. Promise -- promise that we'll find a way.
Lucy: I promise, Aaron. We'll find a way. And Rosanna won't even have a clue.
Rosanna: Craig's only interest in Sierra is making sure that she lets Lucy stay in Oakdale.
Carly: Oh, Rosanna -- you need a little refresher course in Craig 101. Before Barbara, Sierra. During Barbara, me and probably a little Sierra on the side. And now, that he's seeing you, what does he do? He runs off to an emergency meeting with Sierra? Well, don't sweat it, honey. He'll be back. When there's money involved, he always comes back. Of course, Sierra has that, too, and a little chunk of paradise she calls home.
Rosanna: You know, I don't need to stand here and listen to this.
Carly: Oh, oh, Rosanna, don't forget this. And try route 30. It's the quickest way to the airport. Drive safe, sis.
Molly: Listen, I'm -- I'm sorry if I embarrassed you by saying that Jake sent you.
Mike: I wasn't embarrassed, I was flattered. You've been pretty quiet ever since.
Molly: Yeah. I'm trying to get used to the realization that Jake's not coming back. I mean, for a moment there, it was like I was paralyzed and part of my soul left my body. And for the first time, I know that he's never coming back.
Mike: Maybe Jake doesn't like a strange guy dancing with his wife.
Molly: No. He's not the jealous type.
Mike: Then you'll see him again.
Molly: No, I won't. Because he knows I'm stronger now.
[Molly laughs] Not that this quivering mass of jell-o is any indication of that.
Mike: That quivering mass of Jell-O's a lot tougher than she lets on.
Molly: Jake had absolutely no use for weak people. That's why he wanted a tough broad on his arm. You know? Somebody that would make a meal of anybody that tried to mess with his family.
Mike: That's you, Molly.
Molly: Oh, yeah? Did you really wanna know why I kept coming back to this bar? Because it reminds me of Jake. Because it's not built to impress. And it's not a place that you come to be seen or anything. But from the minute I walked in that door, I knew that, even though I was a long way from home, that Jake would find me here. And he did find me here. And when I saw him, I was so happy and so sad all at the same time. 'Cause I just wanted -- one more smile, one more look in his eyes. I mean, one more anything, really.
Mike: Hey. The moments are still there. All right? You'll have them again. One day, you'll be driving through town and the temptations will come on. And you'll know that he'll be sitting there, right there next to you. Or a cool breeze will wrap around your shoulders one October morning, and you'll know exactly who sent it.
Molly: I don't want a cool breeze. I just want my husband back.
Mike: There's a lot worse things in life than having great memories, Molly.
Molly: So do you have any great memories, Mike?
Mike: A lot more than I did a week ago. You talk about wanting more, Molly. I want more, too. I want you to stay. Don't leave New York -- not now.
Rosanna: Hello. I couldn't have you coming back from Montega looking like the star of Castaway 2.
Craig: Thanks. Lucy okay?
Rosanna: Lucy's fine. How are you?
Craig: Mm, something on my mind.
Rosanna: Oh, yes? Can I help?
Craig: You could tell me some good news. I could use some of that.
Rosanna: I -- I think Lucy might be getting over Aaron Snyder.
Lucy: This is gonna cost you a fortune.
Aaron: I got a lot of free minutes.
Lucy: What if my dad hired someone to follow you around?
Aaron: He can't prove if anything's going on.
Lucy: If he thinks you're breathing the same oxygen as I am, he'll send me back to Montega.
Aaron: Okay. I'll hang up. I don't want to, but I'll hang up.
Lucy: Me, too. All right, Alison. Fine. I'll call you back, okay? Bye. What do you think you're doing?
Aaron: Are you using the sugar?
Lucy: Here, take it.
Carly: Somebody lose a contact lens?
Lucy: Oh, I just dropped the --
Aaron: Sugar. Sugar.
Lucy: I asked Aaron to leave.
Carly: So you two managed to sneak in a little date right under Rosanna's nose, huh? Nice going.
Molly: I can't stay in New York, Mike. I've got family at home, people who will miss me, people who will worry about me.
Mike: I know we just met, Molly. And I know that you are missing Jake like crazy. But I'm not asking for anything more than just a chance to sit here, just like this, all right, and talk. Or maybe go for a walk through the Central Park or the village.
Molly: Let me tell you something -- this is like nothing I've ever done before in my life. I can talk to you about anything, no baggage. It's so safe.
Mike: Safe? That's like a notch below nice.
Molly: Well, you are nice. You are so nice. You let me miss my husband. You don't try to fix it. You let me cry and laugh and dance and talk. And you being here right now in my life, I will never, ever -- I'll never forget that.
Mike: Don't make it sound so final.
Molly: I just don't know how a stranger does that. I don't know. Maybe it's something that only a stranger can do.
Mike: Who are you calling a stranger?
Molly: Mike -- I'm gonna remember what you said to me about that cool breeze. And when I think of Times Square in July or running down Broadway trying to get out of the rain without getting hit by a cab, I'm gonna think of you. But I've been away from Oakdale too long.
Molly: Oh, so much for --
[Molly laughs] it's just this little town. All right? It's home, though.
Mike: You're not talking about Oakdale, Illinois?
Lucinda: Look, I'm not at all -- oh, God. I'm not convinced about any of this, actually, darling. I think maybe Simon's just Simon. Simon is Simon, and he's consulting plastic surgeons because, when he steals the diamond, he wants to have a new identity to take off with.
Rose: That's a very good theory. But wait -- up to this point, he's been pretty decent since he's been with Katie. You know, and I know him well enough to know he'd never hurt pop or Paul.
Rose: What are you thinking? Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Tell me.
Lucinda: I'll tell you what I'm thinking. It's just a very odd thing, and it bothers me. This guy -- you gotta trust me -- he put it away. I mean, he drank enough to put a hippo -- stand up on its hind legs! And yet he treated it as if he was just drinking fruit juice.
Rose: No bad attitude?
Rose: No fist fights? No Australian -- none of that? No, really? Is this the same guy that used your foyer as a parking lot the last time he had a few cocktails?
Lucinda: You got it. You see, that's what's been puzzling me. That's what's bothering me. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes that this guy really put it away, and yet he was sober as a judge.
Katie: You know, poopsie, if I had the diamond, wouldn't I know it?
"Simon": Maybe you've got it, and you don't know about it.
Katie: How would I not know?
"Simon": Here you go. Maybe Cooley hid it somewhere. Maybe Cooley hid it in your bag or someplace you haven't looked yet.
Katie: Oh, but I would've known. I would've found it already. What about you?
"Simon": What about me?
Katie: Well, you got here before I did. What have you been doing ever since you got off the plane?
"Simon": That is a waste of time!
Katie: I heard what I heard. Cooley said Simon has it, so Simon has it.
"Simon": No, he doesn't! No, I don't. I haven't seen the thing since I got here.
Molly: You lived in Oakdale?
Mike: A lifetime ago.
Molly: My Oakdale?
Molly: Did the world just shrink, because I bet McKinnon's having a great big laugh up there right now.
Mike: It was a long time ago. I used to drive a race car. I did construction on the side to make ends meet.
Molly: You drove a race car?
Mike: For awhile. Yeah. Kind of a high-ticket sport. I guess I didn't spend enough time in the winner's circle.
Molly: Do you still race?
Mike: When I'm lucky enough to have someone loan me a car.
Molly: Maybe I've heard of you. What's your last name?
Mike: Kasnoff. Mike Kasnoff.
She was young and beautiful, smart, rich.
We didn't have a lot in common.
But when we were together, none of that mattered.
We trusted each other, and we accepted each other.
Molly: Sounds great. What happened?
Mike: I made mistakes, got involved with her sister.
It didn't turn out well. Come on, it's only fair. It's your turn. All right, you know my last name. I'd like to be able to say, "it's a pleasure to meet you, Molly -- "
Molly: McKinnon. Molly McKinnon.
Mike: Oakdale's a pretty small town. I'll bet you we even know some of the same people.
Lucy: You won't tell Rosanna?
Carly: That you'd like a double latte? No, your secret's safe with me.
Lucy: Do want to sit with us?
Aaron: I can't stay. I gotta get back to the club.
Lucy: Maybe I'll see you later?
Aaron: I'm working by the courts. Bye, Carly.
Carly: See ya.
Carly: Can I have a large coffee, regular?
Lucy: I know this looks bad. I'm lying to your sister and my dad. But you wouldn't believe what Rosanna said to me.
Carly: Really? Why don't you try me?
Lucy: She went off about how Country Club boys become Country Club men.
Carly: And make Country Club children.
Lucy: You wouldn't believe what came out of her mouth. She started talking about privileged groups and how some people are just too different to be with one another.
Carly: Some people, meaning you and Aaron.
Lucy: Aaron and I aren't all that different. Just because I grew up with some things that he didn't doesn't mean we're doomed.
Carly: Are you expecting an argument?
Lucy: All the time.
Carly: Lucy, I know this is rough. But your dad really loves you.
Lucy: As long as I do what he and Rosanna say. That woman is all over me, and she's not even a part of my family!
Carly: So what are you gonna do every time you and Aaron see somebody you know? You're gonna pretend that you bumped into each other by accident?
Lucy: I just want to be Aaron's girlfriend. It's not a crime. I want to be able to go to the mall and hold hands or go to Al's and have lunch or go swimming in his grandmother's pond. I want to be able to kiss him without worrying about who saw us. I want to find out what it's like to really, really fall in love with a guy. But my dad won't let that happen. And Rosanna -- she'll just call out the national guard if I even mention his name. Why can't she just leave me alone?
Carly: Mm. Answer that one, kid, and I'll make sure you get the congressional medal of honor.
Carly: Thank you.
Lucy: I don't want to figure Rosanna out. I just want her to leave me alone and my dad to stay out of my life.
Carly: And so how do we make that happen?
Carly: I've been in the game a lot longer than you have. And, really, your dad's pretty easy to figure out. All he wants are guarantees that you'll be happy.
Lucy: Aaron makes me happy.
Carly: But will he make you happy in a month? In a year, in ten years?
Lucy: I don't know.
Carly: Two things motivate a good parent -- love and fear.
Lucy: What are they afraid of?
Carly: Everything. But mostly -- you being hurt. You not being happy. You not having the perfect life.
Lucy: Rosanna thinks that, with Aaron, one day I'll resent him for the things that I like about him now.
Carly: Okay, so we know what Rosanna thinks. What do you think?
Lucy: I think Aaron's voice is beautiful. And if my dad and Rosanna could just give him a chance --
Carly: Ah, don't even -- don't even bother with that. They don't -- they don't even speak the same language. Face it. Your dad's idea of a home-cooked meal is what?
Lucy: Room service.
Carly: Room service. Guys like Aaron, they know what it means to put food on the table, to surprise the woman they love with a bouquet of flowers that set him back much more than they should have spent.
Lucy: Aaron's just like that.
Carly: Do you think he's interested in your money?
Carly: Does he make you smile?
Lucy: All the time.
Carly: Then not even Rosanna can muck that up. Now, if she starts breathing down your neck, just give me a call, see if I can help.
Lucy: Really? You mean that?
Carly: I mean that. I think you should go. I think Aaron's probably waiting for you at the club.
Lucy: Carly, thank you. Thank you so much.
Carly: My pleasure.
Mike: You can't leave now.
Molly: Why not?
Mike: I got a name, a town. The name of a town that I lived in, too. We haven't even compared notes. The best place to compare notes is over Thai food.
Molly: Really? That must be one of those life lessons that I missed.
Molly: I need to go call home and check on some things.
Mike: Call on the way to the restaurant. We've got to block out the memory of those sandwiches.
Molly: Yeah, I can't.
Mike: Okay. How about later?
Molly: There won't be any later.
Mike: Is this good-bye?
Molly: It's a thank you. You know, I used to laugh when people told me about angels. But now I know they can show up in the most unexpected places.
Mike: All right. I guess I'll just hang out here for awhile. You change your mind, I'll -- I'll be right here.
Molly: Carly's Mike Kasnoff? McKinnon, if this is a joke, I'm not getting the punch line.
Craig: Well, how did you get my daughter to forget about Aaron Snyder?
Rosanna: Well, I told her a few things about my life, you know? I think that made a big difference.
Craig: I'm sure it did.
Rosanna: So you can let Sierra know that Lucy will be just fine.
Craig: Yeah. I'm not too concerned about Sierra. I'm used to dealing with her.
Rosanna: Yes, you don't think that she'll give you a hard time about Lucy?
Craig: Oh, at first. Then we'll be civil. Then we'll scratch and claw until she agrees that Lucy belongs with me.
Rosanna: Scratch and claw? That sounds like things can get pretty intense.
Craig: They do.
Rosanna: When was the last time things got -- intense with you and Sierra? Was that a month ago, six months ago, a year?
Craig: Is that a problem?
Rosanna: Yes. It's a problem. I don't plan on baby-sitting your daughter here in Oakdale so you can fly off to Montega and seduce your ex-wife.
Rose: You know what? That's it. I am calling Newark and calling Vinnie, because he'll be down here in a second. And whoever that guy is, he'll punch some sense into him and get the truth out of him.
Lucinda: Dear child, we cannot be confrontational until we know that this Simon is an imposter.
Rose: I don't care who he is. I really don't. I want my Paul back. I want my pop back. I want my letter back. And you know what? I'll rip his face off, whoever he is, to get it.
Katie: No. Nope. No sign of it. Whoo! It's not here, either.
"Simon": Where could that blasted diamond be?
Katie: I know!
Katie: I know.
Katie: Maybe I swallowed it.
"Simon": That is just not funny!
Katie: Come on! Cooley is obviously trying to trick us. He told you that I had it. He told me that you had it. Maybe someone else has it. Like Desi at the front desk or the girl who cleans these sheets or Lucinda or Rose or some other Simon!
"Simon": What did you just say? Hmm? What other Simon could there possibly be?
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