ATWT Transcript Tuesday 7/30/02

As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 7/30/02

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Ebele

Lily: No, Emma, nobody has heard from Aaron. Holden is out looking for him right now. [Doorbell rings] You know -- there's someone at the door. Maybe that's him. I'll let you know. All right. Bye-bye.

Mike: The saleslady promised if I brought ribbon -- a lot of ribbon -- that you'd probably forgive me for being gone so long. May I come in?

Lily: Like I'd let you go anywhere! Come here, Mike Kasnoff! Oh, it's so good to see you!

Mike: You look gorgeous!

Lily: Come on in! Oh! Thank you.

Mike: And you're pregnant.

Lily: Yes, I am.

Mike: I guess this means that you and Holden are doing better.

Lily: We're great. We're -- we're just perfect. And you -- what are you doing here? Is Pilar with you?

Mike: Oh, no. That's been over for a long time.

Lily: I can't say that I'm disappointed. Is that a terrible... Is that a terrible thing to say?

Mike: No, no, no -- that's fine.

Lily: I don't know. It's just that I don't -- the perfect woman for you? I just never saw it as Pilar, but -- and this saleswoman is absolutely right. But you know what? I'm not gonna forgive you unless you tell me wherever you have been had no phones, no stationery, no carrier pigeons.

Mike: Well, Luke's been getting my presents, hasn't he?

Lily: Yes, yes. It's great. But you know, we miss you. How about a letter letting us know what you're up to? Shame on you.

Mike: I am duly shamed.

Lily: So why are you here?

Mike: That's a long story about a beautiful woman.

Emily: I couldn't book it three months ago because I was - - no, I was out of the country. No cancellations ever? [Emily groans] You mean to tell me every single person who ever gets engaged actually goes through with it? Right. No, all right. Listen. I don't need anything big. I just need a nice hall, an intimate hall. But I need it within the next two weeks. Yes, I'll hold.

[Knock on door]

Emily: Coming. Hi.

Carly: You set a wedding date for less than two weeks from now?

Emily: Yeah. I'm trying to book a place, they're giving me a hard time.

Carly: I wonder why. You think you might have wanted to clue in your designer about this?

Emily: Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, I'm here. Fine, go ahead, get back to me. I'm waiting. Thanks again. Bye-bye. [hangs up] I am so sorry -- so sorry I didn't get back to you earlier. And here you are, my good friend. You are a saint. You've got my dress, everything to make it and -- [Emily groans] I'm sitting here praying for a caterer, a judge, a -- a church, anything, a print shop that can whip up invitations within the next 24 hours. And the only thing keeping me sane this entire morning is knowing that I ordered my beautiful dresses two weeks ago.

Carly: Dresses? [Both laugh] You're funny.

Emily: What? My dresses -- Alison's --

Carly: Alison's?

Emily: Alison, my maid of honor? You're making our dresses. Carly!

Carly: We talked about me making Alison's dress. You said that you'd get back to me and you never did, so I thought that you changed your mind and you got something off the rack.

Emily: She didn't drop the check off and pick out a design?

Carly: No.

Emily: That little sneak.

Aaron: Alison, it's Aaron. I got your message about Lucy. Is she okay? I mean, is she in the hospital or what? I mean, I'm going crazy not knowing. My phone is out, but call the number anyway and leave a voice message. I'll pick it up somehow. Bye.

Alison: I've got a hot date for the wedding. "Hi, everybody. This is my date, Aaron Snyder." Oh -- damage control.

[Alison sighs]

[Phone rings]

Craig: Yeah.

Alison: Oh, hi. Is Lucy there?

Craig: I think it's Alison, sweetie. It's for you. Why don't you invite her over to the Club today?

Lucy: I don't feel like it.

Craig: Look, I know you're upset about Aaron being gone --

Lucy: Daddy, he's a friend. I'm allowed to worry about him. Alison?

Alison: That only took like, forever.

Lucy: Have you heard anything about Aaron?

Alison: That's why I called you. I wanted to give you a heads-up. I -- I kind of left a message on Aaron's machine.

Lucy: What message?

Alison: And I -- that's why I wanted to tell you that you shouldn't call him today, okay?

Lucy: Why?

Alison: Because if you don't, he'll be back in Oakdale like, yesterday.

Lucy: Oh, Alison, please, please tell me you didn't do what you were talking about doing.

Alison: I had to. And when Aaron shows up, you're gonna thank me from the bottom of your heart, Lucy.

Lucy: No! You told him I got hit by a bus?!

Abigail: Hey.

Chris: Hey! Lucky me, you're not in class.

Lucy: No, our teacher gave us the week off to finish our Lit papers, of course. Come in.

Chris: Thanks. Is Molly around?

Abigail: No. She went to Bay City to visit the twins with so many gift boxes she won't be back till dinnertime. Wait -- who stitched that smile on your face?

Chris: I'll tell you all about it over lunch or on horseback, or a ride on the Ferris Wheel -- come on.

Abigail: Wait, why are you so wired?

Chris: I had the most amazing night. During my shift, this kid came in, and he was in such bad shape. And I --

Abigail: You -- and that makes you smile.

Chris: Of course not. I'm smiling because they saved his life. I watched the doctors save his life! It was amazing! I had to tell somebody.

Abigail: Okay, so I'm the only dork you knew would be home studying.

[Knock on door]

Abigail: Hold on one second. Aaron!

Aaron: Is she okay? Is Lucy okay?

Abigail: Where have you been?

Aaron: Driving all night.

Abigail: Why?

Aaron: Listen. I got back here as soon as I could. You gotta help me find out if she's okay.

Abigail: Do you know how worried we have been about you?

Aaron: I know. And I'm sorry and I'll explain it to you later. But I have to find out how Lucy is. I've called the hospital. They're not telling me anything. And I can't call her house.

Abigail: But, Aaron, I don't understand what you're saying. Lucy's hurt?

Aaron: You didn't hear about the accident? Alison called my cell phone, she said that Lucy got in a bad accident.

Abigail: When? How?

Aaron: Abigail, you have to help me. Please, you have to help me find out if she's all right.

Abigail: Aaron, maybe I haven't been paying much attention to the news lately, but I haven't heard anything about an accident. Certainly not of one involving Lucy.

Aaron: When was the last time you saw her?

Abigail: I'm not sure. When was this accident supposed to be?

Aaron: I don't know -- yesterday? I can't get ahold of Alison, and I'm not calling Holden or Lily. And the people at the hospital, I mean -- they're getting ready to haul me out because I keep telling them that she's there and they're saying no, and I don't know where they took her.

Chris: Who am I calling?

Abigail: Ask about Lucy Montgomery.

Aaron: Who's he?

Abigail: He's a friend. He's a very good friend.

Alison: What's with the attitude? You said you wanted Aaron back.

Lucy: I do, but -- I told you -- I begged you not to tell him that insane story.

Alison: Well, I had to do something radical. You were gonna lose him forever, Lucy.

Lucy: I told you not to lie to him.

Craig: Everything all right?

Lucy: Fine, daddy. I'll call you back later.

Lucy: You know, I decided you're right. I'm gonna go nuts if I stay in here all day. So I'm gonna get dressed and go out.

Craig: Where?

Lucy: The hospital.

Craig: You know, I would rather you waited on that.

Lucy: Why?

Craig: Because they're running a battery of tests on Aunt Margo until late this afternoon.

Lucy: You already called? Well, I could wait until she's done.

Craig: No, no, no, no. She needs her rest. I'll take you by tonight. And I'll tell you what -- your old man had a little idea I thought I might cheer you up with.

Lucy: Okay. I thought I might go by to see Aunt Lily, say hi.

Lucy: Gee, dad, that sounds exciting --

Craig: And while I was there, I thought I might check on Aaron's last known whereabouts.

Lucy: Daddy, don't do that.

Craig: Well, I thought I was -- was gonna get a hug for that.

Lucy: I don't want you starting trouble with Lily and Holden.

Craig: I know how to be discreet.

Lucy: Look, Aaron's gone. Why can't you just leave it alone?

Craig: Because if I don't, you're gonna stay under this cloud. Huh? Look, we'll both rest a lot easier if we know the kid's okay.

Lucy: You don't care if he's okay. All you wanna do is find out if he's gone for good.

Chris: Thanks. All right. Nobody named Lucy Montgomery has been admitted in the last week.

Abigail: Are you sure?

Chris: I spoke to admitting and one of the nurses on the floor.

Aaron: Alison, that sneak -- she lied about this.

Abigail: Maybe that was a good thing! She got you home, where you belong. Do you know that I have been calling you every hour?

Aaron: My phone died after I got my last message from Alison. I mean, I drove here like a maniac.

Abigail: Why did you take off in the first place?

Chris: Abigail, I could use some coffee. Do you mind if I brew a pot?

Abigail: The kitchen is right over there.

Aaron: I wasn't running away.

Abigail: What do you call hopping on your motorcycle with not so much as a "later" and then disappearing for all that time?

Aaron: I just needed time to think.

Abigail: About Lucy? You really care about her, don't you?

Aaron: I'm messing up her life.

Abigail: You don't make anyone's life better by running out on them -- not Lucy's, not Holden's or Lily's and sure as heck not mine.

Aaron: I miss you, too. And Luke and Faith and Holden -- even Lily.

Abigail: Well, you're at least gonna call Holden and let him know you're okay, right?

Aaron: Yeah. Sure. But first I have to find out how Lucy is. Listen, don't tell anybody that I came back.

Abigail: Oh, come on, Aaron. I hate lying.

Aaron: I'm not asking you to lie. Just don't say anything. Come on. We're supposed to keep secrets, huh? Sis?

Abigail: Hey! You're pulling out that sibling card already? You learn fast. All right. Well, you better stop by and see Holden today. At least.

Aaron: I will. I promise.

Abigail: Okay.

[Abigail sighs]

Chris: It'd be a lot easier to keep your brother's secret if you're not around to answer any questions, right?

Abigail: Chris! I can't go out with you! I've got uh -- papers to do and research and --

Chris: All of which will be a lot easier in a couple of hours after you've cleared your head. Come on, Abigail Williams. I'm taking you out to play.

[Abigail laughs]

Bartender: The usual, Dr. John.

John: Yeah, please. No surprises, okay.

Barbara: I am so glad you are a creature of habit -- afternoon shift, lunch at the Lakeview.

John: Yeah. And I -- it's going to be a rather short one here today --

Barbara: Oh, yeah. I'm sure you want to spend as much time as you can with Margo.

John: I've never seen her this sick. So if there's anything that you need, Barbara, I can give you a call later on in the afternoon.

Barbara: No. No, no, no -- I don't need anything in that way.

Barbara: The judge declared a mistrial, I'm a free woman. I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want.

John: I'm sure you can.

Barbara: There is something I need from you, though.

John: What's that?

Barbara: Practice. It's been a long time since I could be a shoulder for someone else to cry on. I thought that maybe -- maybe I could join you for lunch.

John: I told you it's gonna be quick here. I'm just gonna --

Barbara: I'm very sorry about Margo.

John: I know you are. Thank you.

Barbara: It's every parent's worse nightmare. Only it must be so much worse if you're a physician. You know all the details, you know what can go wrong. So we can talk about that, or we can talk about the weather, or we can talk about nothing at all. May I please join you?

John: Please, sit down.

Emily: There you are.

Alison: I got your message, but I don't have enough time to visit. I'm kind of in a little trouble with Lucy.

Emily: You're kind of in a little trouble around here, too.

Alison: Why? What did I do?

Emily: I gave you a check to give Carly to pick out a design for a dress.

Alison: So? I paid her.

Carly: Busted. Sorry.

Emily: This better be good.

Alison: Okay. Here's the deal -- I kind of bought another dress with that check.

Emily: What other dress?

Alison: Your designs are beautiful, Carly, but they weren't me, you know? I wanted something that was more my style. So I picked something --

Emily: We discussed this. You agreed that you were gonna wear one of her dresses.

Alison: I know, but when I thought about wearing an old lady dress --

Carly: Old lady?

Alison: Okay. So I'm sorry I didn't clear it with you, Emily, but you're gonna love it. And it's gonna take this whole maid of honor thing to a whole new level.

Emily: Yeah, I'll bet. It still doesn't excuse what you just did.

Alison: I didn't exactly lie.

Emily: No. No, you didn't. But you threw a big, fat wrench into a schedule that's already stressed out to the max --

Carly: Don't be too hard on her, okay? I mean, she doesn't want to wear an --

Emily: Old lady --

Carly: -- Old lady dress. I can understand that.

Alison: You can?

Carly: Uh-huh.

Alison: See, Emily? Everything's back to schedule. Now, I really have to go. See ya.

Emily: Just one more thing. I wanna see that dress. Today.

Abigail: Okay.

Chris: Can I help it if you kept popping out in front of me like a bulls' eye?

Abigail: This stuff better -- ew.

Chris: Ah, that "stuff" is only paint.

Abigail: It's paint from a gun.

[Aaron laughing]

Chris: I can't believe you've never been to the paintball arcade before.

Abigail: Well, this stuff better wash out or you're dead meat. I was perfectly clean before you ambushed me.

Chris: You nailed me first.

Abigail: Well, that was because you told the manager you were Dr. Chris Hughes.

Chris: I am, technically.

Abigail: Yeah, okay.

Chris: Better head home and get cleaned up.

Abigail: You want your parents seeing you looking like that? The prized med student? Why don't you just hop in the shower here? Toss your clothes in the washing machine. I'll fix us some lunch.

Chris: You sure?

Abigail: It's the least I can do for kicking your butt in paintball.

Chris: You wish. Which way to the shower?

Abigail: You just go back through the hall, through the door with the stuffed animals.

Chris: Okay.

Abigail: You know what the best part about today was?

Chris: Being with me?

Abigail: Or laughing at you. No, I'm just -- laughing with you. It felt okay.

Chris: For me, too.

Abigail: Well, I'm gonna go fix us some lunch.

Barbara: Is the biopsy gonna tell you anything you don't already know?

John: It will certainly let us know how much damage the Hepatitis C has caused.

Barbara: I don't know much about Hepatitis C. What's Margo's prognosis?

John: It depends on how long she's had the Hepatitis C and if it's led to other complications.

Barbara: She was so drawn in court and her speech -- and she seemed so rattled. I should have known that something was going on. Anything I can do?

John: Not unless you have a cure in your handbag. What are you gonna do now? You're a free woman.

Barbara: Well, the first thing I'm going to do is get my son back.

John: Paul?

Barbara: No, not Paul. Paul is lost to me. He has a new life with Rose.

John: You're talking about Will?

Barbara: Will. I'm gonna sue Hal for full custody.

Alison: It's not like I'm gonna ruin your wedding with some gross, pink chiffon thing.

Emily: All right, look. I'm sure you have great taste, but it's my wedding, and I get to decide how I want it to look. And I want it to look coordinated.

Alison: Oh, it will go with everything, Emily. Trust me.

Emily: All right. This dress is probably at mom's, right? So why don't we just take a drive over to mom's and take a look at it?

Alison: I mean -- you're so like right now. I mean, you've got Carly here and everything.

Emily: Carly!

Carly: What?

Emily: You mind if we take a drive over to my mom's for two seconds?

Carly: Sure.

Emily: Great.

Alison: It's not at home.

Emily: Well, then where is it? Do you realize that my wedding is, like, less than two weeks away?

Alison: You moved up the date?!

Emily: I don't care if you have to walk over hot coals, I want you to go find that dress and bring it back to me so I can see what it looks like.

Alison: Well, what if you hate it?

Emily: Better I hate it now than the morning of my wedding!

Carly: That's the downside of being maid of honor, Alison. You have to look the way the bride wants you to look.

Alison: Fine, okay. I'll bring you the dress.

[Emily sighs] If Emily sees that dress she's gonna kill me. Lucy!

Lily: I am not telling you anything about my life until I get some details about yours.

Mike: Oh, what's to tell? I get a contract, renovate a building or two, I chill out till the next contract.

Lily: I'm sure it wasn't hammer and nails that brought you back to Oakdale.

Mike: Oh, yeah -- the woman.

Lily: The woman! No coincidence Rosanna's back in town maybe?

Mike: I keep forgetting how small this town is. No, I didn't come back for Rosanna.

Lily: But you have seen her?

Mike: Yeah, it was a bit of a strange reunion.

Lily: You know, she's seeing Craig Montgomery?

Mike: Right.

Lily: Yeah.

Mike: Which is why it was a little weird when she hauled off and kissed me. Like I said, strange reunion.

Lily: You know, you ask you a question, you get a romance novel. Some things never change.

Luke: Mommy!

Lily: Hi!

Faith: Mommy!

Lily: Oh, hi, honey! Oh, you're back! Jenny dropped you off. Oh, yeah! How was Robby's new pool?

Luke: Cool. It's in the ground and everything.

Lily: All right.

Luke: Can we make one, too?

Lily: Uh, yeah, we'll talk about that later. First I want you to meet somebody very important. This is uncle Mike. This is Luke and Faith.

Luke: Hi.

Faith: Hi.

Mike: Hi. You're so much bigger since the last time I last saw you.

Luke: Why do adults always say that?

Mike: 'Cause watching you get older makes us feel short.

Lily: This is the uncle Mike that got you that cement truck that you liked so much.

Luke: You're that uncle Mike? Cool! You sent me the erector set, too!

Mike: Yep.

Luke: It's totally awesome.

Mike: I think if you look right over there you'd find a few more things with your name on 'em, all right?

Lily: Oh, whoa, whoa. One at a time, one at a time! Let me help you with that and make sure that's yours.

[Doorbell rings] Oh, um --

Mike: I'll get that. You got your hands full.

Lily: Thank you so much. This one's yours with the bunny on it.

Craig: I'm looking for Lily. Is she in?

Mike: Yeah, she's in with the kids. I'm Mike. Mike Kasnoff.

Craig: Hello. Craig Montgomery.

Mike: Yeah, good to see you. Come on in.

Craig: In town for a short visit, Mike?

Mike: Yeah, I was gonna hop a plane, but wouldn't you know it, old friends can be pretty persuasive, so I decided to stick around.

Craig: Which old friend decided to seduce you into sticking around?

Mike: Carly Tenney. It seems we have a lot to catch up on.

John: Full custody of Will?

Barbara: Hal's already limiting my time with him. And I'm sure he's taking his cues from Emily.

John: I don't know. Hal has never impressed me as the kind of guy who'd let anybody tell him what to do.

Barbara: I was married to the man, John. I know what his flaws are. And now that Emily's fully ensconced in that household, I'm sure that the custody issues will only get more difficult. And I don't have any time to waste. I have a lot to make up for.

John: Yes, but it's lost time, Barbara.

Barbara: But I can't move forward if Hal and Emily won't let me. They don't seem to realize that Will needs his mother, maybe now more than ever.

John: I'm sure Will will be very happy to get his mother back. But I don't know how kindly he will take to getting you back at the risk of losing his dad. Listen, why don't you just think it through.

Barbara: Okay.

John: I'm glad you stopped by.

Barbara: Me, too. You're my dear friend. And if anyone can help Margo, it's you.

Emily: I mean, Hal and I have tiffs. They're usually about Barbara or Alison.

Carly: So then I guess you heard about Barbara.

Emily: Something new?

Carly: Just that Jessica has decided not to retry the case.

Emily: I didn't think that was gonna happen. Doesn't mean I wasn't hoping that it would happen.

Carly: Me, too. But I guess we just really have to get on with our lives then.

Emily: I know. I am the one who -- when the three of us had Weston in our clutches, I was the one who said, "let's take the high road, girls." Remember?

Carly: Yes, I remember. I thought you'd lost your mind.

Emily: I just can't do it with Barbara. I can't, Carly. She's smack dab in the middle of everything in my life. Barbara picking up Will, Barbara running her white-gloved finger across my bookshelves. Barbara batting those bulgy eyes at Hal.

Carly: Too bad being a pain in the butt isn't a crime.

Emily: I don't want her doing jail time, because she was married to Hal. I just wanted to spend some time alone with Hal, minus the arrogant, snobby, bitter ex-wife.

Carly: Be careful what you wish for. Barbara wished us out of her life, and look what happened.

Emily: Rose is not gonna like this one bit.

Carly: Oh, no she's not. She's gonna spit nails. At least we were at trial. We had a chance to see the writing on the wall. But, Rose, she's gonna come back, she's gonna see they've let Barbara go and she's gonna explode.

Emily: I've been mulling over this idea for a while. It's probably stupid. It's probably really stupid.

Carly: Yeah, probably. But go ahead.

Emily: You, me and Rose, the three of us, we went through so much together. And it's probably too late anyway and Rose is -- where is Rose, anyway?

Carly: Emily, would you just spit it out?

Emily: Will you be in my wedding? I mean, I know we weren't friends before, and you just mean so much to me now, and Rose, and I can't imagine getting married without the -- without my two new friends. Will you do it?

Carly: Yeah.

Emily: You will?

Carly: Yeah.

Emily: Great.

Carly: On one condition, though.

Emily: Hmm?

Carly: Now, if Alison's dress -- [Laughing] -- is as taste-free as we think it's gonna be, I am not gonna wear one to match. Is that a deal?

Emily: Deal.

Alison: Lucy, you have to help me! Emily's about to murder me.

Lucy: I don't have time for this, Alison. I still haven't been able to reach Aaron.

Alison: Then where are you going?

Lucy: To the Snyder farm to try to track him down. Hopefully my father doesn't have anyone tailing me. You know, you really messed this up for me, Alison.

Alison: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Lucy: What are you doing?

Alison: Well, I need a dress. Something really girly and revolting. I mean, you're little Miss Junior Debutante. I bet you have a closet full of them.

Lucy: What do you need a dress for?

Alison: Well, I blew $500 on a dress for Emily's wedding and now Emily wants to see it.

Lucy: So show it to her.

Alison: I bought it from Karmic Connection.

Lucy: That store that sells incense and leather stuff? For a wedding?

Alison: Well, I liked it. But now Emily wants to see it, and I know if she sees that dress, she's gonna freak out.

Lucy: So instead you want to show her one of mine?

Alison: Please? Just some full-length gown that'll make all the mothers and grandmothers go, "Ooh, aah." Lucy, it's the only thing I'm gonna ask of you. Please, I promise.

Lucy: I have to go. I have to find Aaron.

Alison: No, no, stay here! Stay here. If he thinks you're practically dying, believe me, Lucy, he'll come to you. So you're staying? Perfect. Then you'll have plenty of time to help me pick out that dress. Come on, please?

Lucy: Wait here.

Alison: Right. Aaron might come to you now, but I'll be the one who gets him in the end. Thank you so much, Lucy. You're the best. Thanks. Bye.

[Door closes]

Aaron: She's okay. She's really okay.

Craig: Hello, hello, hello! Lily, do you have a minute to talk to me in private?

Mike: I tell you what -- Luke and Faith and I will go build the tallest tower in Oakdale, all right?

Lily: Thank you, Mike.

Mike: You're welcome.

Lily: I appreciate it.

Mike: Come on. Lead the way there, Mr. Foreman.

Lily: I assume this is about Aaron?

Craig: It is.

Lily: Thank you for not saying anything in front of Luke. He doesn't know that Aaron has taken off, again.

Craig: And is this "taking off" permanent?

Lily: As much as you would like that, I'm -- no. Holden is hoping that he'll come back. He'll come back soon, safe and sound.

Craig: I don't wish that kid any harm, Lily.

Lily: Mm-hmm.

Craig: What about you? What are your hopes regarding Aaron?

Lily: I want Holden to be happy.

[Craig laughs]

Lily: Oh --

Craig: You see he's trouble.

Lily: No. He's a kid, he's young. He's -- you remember that. He's young. That little incident at the Old Mill was a setback for Aaron, yes. And Lucy's should not have --

Craig: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What incident at the Old Mill?

Lily: Rosanna didn't tell you?

Craig: Tell me what? I know Lucy's been moping around.. I thought it was because Aaron had left town, but if there is something more --

Lily: Aaron did not hurt Lucy.

Craig: But he did something, didn't he? What was it? Because if Lucy has been compromised in any way, you better hope that hairball stays away for the rest of his life!

Emily: Wow.

Carly: You made a really good choice.

Alison: See? And the first thing you wanted to do was rip me limb from limb.

Emily: And I apologize. Now I'm gonna take these dresses and put them upstairs in my closet till the day of the wedding.

Alison: Boy, you really don't trust me, do you?

Emily: No, it's not that. I just don't want anyone missing any dresses, okay?

Alison: Got it. Now I really have to go.

Emily: Wait, one more thing.

Alison: What now? Matching shoes?

Emily: No. Well, I just wanted to tell you something so you weren't thrown. I asked Carly and Rose to stand up at my wedding with you.

Alison: But, Emily, I thought you were only having a maid of honor. I thought I was going to be the only one standing up for you.

Emily: You are. You are my maid of honor -- only you. But that job comes with a lot of responsibilities, sweetie. And you've got so much on your plate right now, I just figured that Carly and Rose, they could take care of everything and all you have to do is show up in a great dress and have fun.

Alison: Oh, great. Well, I'll wear the dress I picked out, and I'm gonna look hot and everyone will forget about the bride. Just kidding. So, yeah, I'm gonna have a lot of fun at your wedding. Bye.

Lily: Don't jump to conclusions about this party.

Craig: What, a tea party?

Lily: A college party.

Craig: So alcohol?

Lily: There may have been alcohol. But Lucy was not having any alcohol, and neither was Aaron.

Craig: Oh, of course, nobody drinks at a college party.

Lily: Okay, Aaron was running late, Lucy was there and this college guy was hitting on Lucy, Aaron came back, saw him and there were some punches thrown. That's it.

Craig: Somebody should have called me.

Lily: I thought Rosanna was your eyes and ears around this town. I thought she would have told you.

Craig: I will be talking to Rosanna. Just so everything is clear between you and I, Aaron is off-limits to Lucy. And if Mr. Party time decides to come back to town, you better hope he stays away from her, okay? Are we clear?

Lily: What does Sierra have to say about this?

Craig: She feels the same way I do. That Lucy lives at my house, she lives by my rules.

Lily: That's reasonable. It's too bad teenagers are unreasonable. You cannot dictate who Lucy sees and she doesn't see. You're gonna just end up really in trouble yourself.

Craig: You just keep Aaron on a short leash. I'll handle my daughter.

Lucy: Aaron, for the 80 millionth time, please pick up your phone.

[Knock at door]

Aaron: Lucy --

Chris: I couldn't find a robe. And I didn't want to wear one of Jake's in case it'd be weird for you.

Abigail: Thanks.

Chris: I'm fine like this until my clothes dry, if it's okay with you.

Abigail: Those towels were like blankets on the twins. Quack, quack.

Chris: It's "Dr. Quack" to you.

Abigail: All right, okay. Well, sit down, Dr. Quack.

[Abigail laughs]

Chris: All right. Well -- I want to make a toast.

Abigail: Okay. Well, nothing too sappy, all right?

Chris: What do you consider sappy?

Abigail: "To old friends and good memories." Stuff like that.

Chris: All right, well, how about this? "Over the lips and through the gums, look out, liver, here it comes."

[Abigail laughs]

Abigail: No, that's way beneath you.

Chris: You're the poet. You come up with something.

Abigail: All right. How 'bout to being more than we were, better than we are, and all that we imagine. What?

Chris: I'm imagining.

Abigail: What are you imagining?

Chris: I'm remembering how it was kissing you for the first time. And I'm imagining that it would be just as good right now.

Abigail: Well, then let's find out.

Abigail: Mm.

Chris: I, uh, came over here to tell you about the job at the hospital, didn't I?

Abigail: Yeah, I guess you did. You should probably do that.

Chris: Uh -- well, I start way before dawn, follow doctors from room to room, chart to chart, floor to floor. When we get an incoming, I race down the hall beside a gurney where a gunshot wound or a knife wound tries to tell me things. That's how they refer to the patients, by their wounds. I try to take notes but there's no time to think. But if you don't think, you're dead. Or your patient is.

Abigail: Sounds overwhelming.

Chris: It is. But I love it. What a rush! They talk about sleep deprivation, I don't feel it. I can't wait for the alarm to ring and bring me back in it.

Abigail: Even at Memorial?

Chris: I know it's not Johns Hopkins or anything, but I think the feeling's probably the same. I'm gonna be a doctor, Abigail! Can you believe it? A doctor! And I can't believe how much I'm talking about me.

Abigail: No. I like it -- I like it when you talk about you. But, uh, you know, we -- we can't talk forever. I mean, we can't pretend like nothing happened with that kiss.

Chris: Was that a really bad move on my part? I mean, we have worked so hard to get past how I hurt you when we were dating.

Abigail: It's different now. We're friends.

Chris: I don't want to blow this. You'd better tell me how you want to go from here.

Abigail: How about this way?

Emily: Oh, my gosh! I can see why New York wowed by your designs last fall. That dress is beautiful.

Carly: Oh, thanks.

Emily: It is so good to know you didn't waste all your good ideas on Molly's dress. I mean, her dress was beautiful.

Carly: Oh, Molly. I forgot to call Molly.

Emily: Why? What's up? What's up with Molly?

Carly: Well, Mike Kasnoff is back in town, and he's coming for dinner tonight.

Emily: What does that have to do with Molly?

Carly: Well, Molly met Mike in New York and they hit it off. So I'm matchmaking.

Emily: Mike Kasnoff. Is that the guy you and Rosanna fell out over?

Carly: Yep.

Emily: Right! Oh, wow. Uh, she dated him, he got you pregnant, you miscarried and everybody left town Mike Kasnoff?

Carly: Yes, that's Mike Kasnoff. Don't let me ever forget that gossip is your bread and butter.

Emily: Yeah, well, it makes the rags go 'round, so -- this guy's coming to dinner?

Carly: Yeah. You wanna join us?

Emily: Um, your ex and your current beau, together in one place? No thanks. Way too enlightened for me. So what does Molly think about you fixing her up?

Carly: She doesn't know yet. Hey, Molly. It's me. So guess who's coming to dinner tonight? You. And I won't take no for an answer.

Lily: Please, please, please tell me that you will see me before you leave.

Mike: I'm not sure how long I'm gonna be around, Lily.

Lily: Can I steal you away for dinner tonight?

Mike: Not tonight. I -- Carly's inviting me, actually, to meet her son and new guy.

Lily: Oh, Jack. He's Holden's cousin, you know. He's great. You'll love him. He's a great guy.

Mike: Oh, cool.

Lily: And you're not getting away that easy.

Mike: What? You want a construction kit, too?

Lily: No, I want the answer to the question, why you came back to Oakdale. The woman, remember, it wasn't that long ago.

Mike: Yeah. We met out east. Turns out she lives here.

Lily: What's her name?

Mike: Molly McKinnon.

Lily: Oh. Well, wow! She's like family. You know that. 'Cause Holden has a daughter, Abigail, and Molly's her mother.

Mike: Okay, any more connections like this, I'm gonna really start feeling like I missed the boat.

Lily: You know she just lost her husband? You know that?

Mike: Yeah, she told me. It's just another case of the right woman at the wrong time. It's pretty much the story of my life.

Lily: Oh.

Mike: See ya.

Lily: Bye.

Lucy: Aaron, I'm so sorry. I know you must have been going out of your mind. And I told Alison not to lie to you, but you know her, there's just no talking her out of things and --

Aaron: You're really all right?

Lucy: I just wanted you back so badly. I didn't want you to worry --

Aaron: That doesn't matter. Nothing else matters. It was dumb that I left town.

Lucy: Why did you?

Aaron: Because when I'm around, I mess things up for you.

Lucy: That's not true.

Aaron: Yes, it is. But I learned something very important.

Lucy: What?

Aaron: I found out I can't leave you. And if I'm the worst thing that ever happened in your life, you're stuck with me. 'Cause Lucy, I'm never leaving you again.

Craig: Matt, have you seen Rosanna Cabot? I've checked her room. I've checked the dining room.

Bartender: Not this afternoon.

Craig: Listen, if she comes through, call me, will you? I'll be up in my suite.

Bartender: Sure.

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