ATWT Transcript Friday 8/30/02

 

As The World Turns Transcript Friday 8/30/02

By Amanda
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Carly: I'm so glad you took the time to do this.

Molly: You are the one who's forever busy.

Carly: I know. But this is, uh -- it's really important. I want to ask you something.

Molly: Ask and you shall receive. I owe you.

Carly: For what?

Molly: Your good compared to Rosanna's evil. Honestly, luring a man all the way to Venezuela by dangling a job in front of him --

Carly: And she was so arrogant, she didn't think anybody would see the big, hairy string attached. She just couldn't stand the idea that Mike was crazy for you. The question is, now that he's back, is he still crazy for you?

Molly: Mike and I are friends. Getting friendlier. But it's still in the experimental phase.

Carly: Just don't let him get scared off, okay? I don't know where he got this idea, but he is under the wrong impression that he should be giving you space right now.

Molly: Okay, before you say anything else, let me give you an update. Mike stopped by the station to see me yesterday, at your urging --

Carly: I would never steer him wrong. What did he say?

Molly: That he was gonna take a job in St. Tropez. But he's not because of me.

Carly: Well, that's great. That's just what you need.

Molly: Only one problem. I'm not sure I can let him do that.

Mike: Dr. Hughes --

Bob: Hey, Mike. I didn't know you were back in town till I got your call. Oakdale been treating you okay?

Mike: I can't complain.

Bob: Listen, I don't want to appear rude, but you've caught me in a rather intense moment in my professional life. My daughter-in-law has had a liver transplant. She's doing very well, but we have to keep a close eye on her.

Mike: Okay, well, I'll get straight to the point. I'd like to stay in Oakdale for foreseeable future, and I was hoping that maybe you could make that possible.

Barbara: You look like you're ready for a fight. And if you're here to harass me about Will, you should know that he's over at the Snyder's playing with Luke as we speak. Just as you suggested.

Paul: Good. He deserves to spend some time with his friends.

Barbara: So you're done policing for the night. So if you'll excuse me --

Paul: Well, actually, I was hoping to run into your attorney, T. Marshall Travers, but he slipped away.

Barbara: He's coming back. We have a meeting scheduled.

Paul: Business as usual? Or is there something else on your agenda?

Barbara: Such as?

Paul: Such as -- getting Travers help you send a secret message to my father?

Lucy: What's all this for?

Aaron: To celebrate going public. No more restraining order. No more looking over our backs everywhere we go.

Lucy: I still can't believe we don't have to sneak around anymore. I mean, there's so much to look forward to now.

Aaron: You know, until I met you, the only thing I had to look forward to was my motorcycle.

Lucy: And I changed that for you?

Aaron: Oh, yeah. I mean, I would just take things, like, day by day 'cause I just figured it would get worse. Not anymore. To a future. Thank you, Lucy.

Lucy: You're welcome.

Rosanna: I promise you, I will do all the work. You can keep your word to Sierra and respect Lucy's privacy, and I'll extricate Aaron from the picture. Leaving your hands clean and beautiful.

Craig: You are either far more than I deserve, or exactly what I deserve. I'm not sure which.

[Rosanna laughs]

Rosanna: Well, this isn't exactly a selfless act. There's something that I want in return.

Craig: Well, we've covered the one. You have ten times more money than I have, so this must be an emotional request.

Rosanna: I want you to trust me. I want you to see that I'm in this for the duration.

Craig: I'm beginning to believe that already.

Rosanna: Well, then we're halfway there. There's just one other thing that you need to be certain of.

Craig: What is that?

Rosanna: Are you willing to see your daughter badly hurt? Because that's exactly what's gonna happen.

Alison: You can come up for air now. You know, public displays of affection are so --

Lucy: I thought you were at the Lakeview looking for an after-school job.

Alison: Well, the Lakeview's a snob factory. And you're wrong about the after-school thing. I'm looking for something full-time.

[Aaron laughs]

Aaron: Full-time? How are you gonna manage that?

Alison: Easy. Since I don't have to go to school anymore.

Lucy: What?!

Alison: I know that's sacrilege to you, Lucy, but it wasn't even my idea. It came straight from my two-headed mommy freak combo.

Aaron: They said you can drop out?

Alison: Well, they said I could do whatever I want from now on. If it means dropping out, hey -- good-bye books, hello my own apartment.

Lucy: So you're gonna live on your own, you're gonna maintain a job, you're gonna feed yourself --

Alison: Well, I don't eat that much. And, yes, I can get a job. You got one and you're a drop-out.

Aaron: I have my G.E.D.

Alison: Well, fine, fine -- I'll get one of those, too. But in the meantime, do you think you could put in a good word for me here?

Aaron: Are you crazy? Remember you tossed our security guard in the pool? They had you arrested.

Alison: I know -- well, once they really get to know me. Oh, come on, guys, you could sell me if you wanted to. I mean, after all, you kind of owe me.

Lucy: For what?!

Alison: Well, I've done tons of stuff for you. I can't help it if you don't appreciate it.

Lucy: Am I laughing? I feel like I should be laughing. Alison, you're crazy.

Alison: Well, hey, crazy is part of my charm.

Aaron: Speaking of "Crazy," I hope you didn't decide to tell anybody about me seeing a shrink.

Alison: Of course, I didn't!

Aaron: Okay, 'cause I just want to let you know that Lucy's dad knows all about it --

Alison: Well, fine. Whatever, it's not an issue, Aaron, 'cause I'm on your side. Not like some people.

Lucy: "Some people"? Like who?

Craig: I was hoping to get this party boy out of the picture with as little damage as possible to Lucy. But I suppose she'll hurt regardless.

Rosanna: Well, just for a little while, yes. But the upside is once Aaron is gone, she'll be available to be happy with somebody else.

Craig: That's the way I'd look at it. If I were having this conversation with you. But, of course, I'm not.

Rosanna: Oh, of course not.

Craig: Well, let's say I were having this conversation with someone like you about some eventual falling out between this hairball and Lucy that might be hastened by certain actions --

Rosanna: Actions which have already been taken, I might add.

Craig: Well, yeah, let's just say that. Let's just say that some plan is unfolding that I know nothing about. I would want assurances that Lucy would hurt only temporarily, and that she will suffer only minimal damage compared to the life threat she would otherwise endure if she and Mr. Born-to-be-Wild stayed together.

Rosanna: That's if we were having this conversation. I would assure the father figure that the daughter would suffer temporary pain, which would absolutely be worth it.

Craig: Really, you'd say that?

Rosanna: Yes, because in the scenario, the father figure ends up the hero.

Craig: I like it.

Rosanna: Yes, think of it. The dust settles, and who is there for his daughter but papa? Tending to her broken heart, strengthening the bond they already share.

Craig: Then I'm a happy man.

Rosanna: Excellent. That's exactly what I want.

Craig: Hmm.

Rosanna: Where are you going?

Craig: I'm gonna check on Katie and Margo.

Rosanna: Oh, yes, right -- well, life has been very hard on you this year.

Craig: You should have been here last year.

Rosanna: Well, I'm here for you now. I want you to trust in that. You know, why don't we meet up later? We'll celebrate a nice win. Okay? Mm, you kiss pretty good for a guy who isn't even here. [Cell phone ringing] Excuse me. Oh, you might not want to be here for this either.

Craig: I'm not.

Rosanna: Hello, Dearie, are you at the motel? Lovely. How was your flight from Seattle? Really? First ride on a plane? I hope you enjoyed first class. No, no, no -- no, not on the phone. Um, why don't you get in a cab and go to Al's Diner on Washington Street? I'll meet you there. Lovely. This is so easy I should be ashamed of myself.

Barbara: As usual, my son, you're accusing me of something and I have no idea what you're talking about.

Paul: Well, then, as usual, you must be guilty. Your first order of action is always to plead complete innocence.

Barbara: Why do we have to do this? I don't want to fight with you.

Paul: I just find it very interesting that you failed to mention the fact that your Mr. Fix-it was sent to you by James.

Barbara: What's there to discuss? Your father sends me a telegram saying he's gonna be sending me a present. The next thing I know, into the Oakdale P.D. walks the finest defense attorney in America.

Paul: Well, I'm sorry. I was just under the assumption that you would have distanced yourself from my father like you said. Stupid me.

Barbara: What was I to do? I needed legal help. Everyone had abandoned me, including you. So, yes, I took Marshall Travers up on his offer. And as for the record, the last time I saw your father, I plunged a knife into his stomach. So much for distancing myself.

Paul: And you never stopped to ask yourself why exactly the man you stabbed sent you the best attorney money could buy?

Barbara: Well, maybe in his own special way he still cares about me.

[Paul scoffs]

Paul: Well, mom, that is classic. To think you actually believe that -- that's sick. That's really sick. You haven't learned a thing from your past, have you?

Barbara: My attorney has arrived. We have business to attend to.

Marshall: Paul.

Barbara: Excuse us.

Marshall: As we expected, your ex-husband filed a counter suit for custody of Will. It's all there. I'll understand if you have to run along, Mr. Ryan.

Paul: Anything concerning my brother's well-being affects me, too. Now you conduct your business, and when you're done, you and I have to have a little discussion.

Carly: If Mike is saying he'll stick around for you, then let him stick. He likes you. And you know you like him.

Molly: So he should turn his whole life upside-down for me?

Carly: Yes! You're darn right he should. You're worth it, aren't you? Now come on, I dare you to tell me that you're not mad about him.

Molly: I can't.

Carly: You see. I knew it. Because he's hot. And he's sweet. And he's honest. He's the whole enchilada with extra sauce.

Molly: Yeah, and he's also giving up his whole livelihood. His dignity for me.

Carly: No, he's not. He's choosing you. Let him. Besides, he can always find a job here.

Molly: Well, he did go to see Dr. Bob today to find out about construction possibilities at Memorial. But that's a long shot.

Carly: Just let Mike take care of Mike. You take care of Molly and Mike.

Molly: What if there is no job at the hospital?

Carly: Just stop it, okay? Because before you go on, I want to get back to the reason that I asked you here. I have something I want from you. I want you to stand with me when I marry Jack.

Molly: Oh, my God. Yes, of course!

Carly: Well, not so fast. Because I might have to take the offer off the table. You might be standing in the back with the rest of the spectators.

Molly: Why?

Carly: Because above all else, my marriage to Jack is about second chances. And he and I, we've had more than our fair share, and we are grateful for every single one. And if you're gonna start getting all wimpy and mealy-mouthing about how you don't deserve to be happy with Mike, then you can forget it! No Maid-of-Honor duties for you.

Molly: So be happy with Mike or else?

Carly: Yeah, that's just about it. What do ya say?

Molly: I hope he gets that job. What color's my dress?

Mike: This isn't my first work in the medical field. I can do the latest in automation for doors, filtration systems in the duct work, sanitary disposal units -- you name it.

Bob: I can see that. This brochure is very complete.

Mike: I keep up on a few trade journals on the subject, so I know about Memorial's new burn unit. I just don't know when you're slated to begin.

Bob: That's the problem, Mike. I don't, either.

Mike: I'm not trying to rush you, Bob.

Bob: Look, you'd be right in the head of the line. I'd love to give this project to someone local.

Mike: But?

Bob: But it's not possible. I'm sorry.

Molly: Wow! Your gown sounds incredible. And here I thought I wore your best creation at my wedding. Hmm, my wedding. You know, I still felt like a bride up until the day Jake was shot. Oh, I'm sorry. This is supposed to be your happy moment, and here I am throwing a shroud over it.

Carly: No. No, you're not.

Molly: Carly, I join in your happiness. I do, but you're right. It feels a little strange to be part of a wedding so soon after everything. And will I ask Mike to be there with me? I don't know. I mean, that feels even more strange.

Carly: Molly, when are you gonna get it? You deserved Jake's love, and you deserve whatever Mike has to offer you.

Molly: Do you know how happy Jake would have been for you and Jack?

Carly: And he won't mind seeing you standing next to Mike, either. Now Rosanna, on the other hand, that is a slightly different story.

Molly: I'll bet that woman melts a little every time she thinks about how happy you are.

Carly: I think so, and I'm going to rub it in. That's why I am commissioning a wedding portrait of the entire wedding party, and your job, trusty Maid of Honor, is to use your news connections to make sure this picture is splashed over every newspaper in town.

Molly: Absolutely. [Laughter] I want to make sure the whole world sees how gorgeous and excited you are.

Carly: And Rosanna and Craig will have a conniption.

Molly: Oh, I see. Our little photo is meant to stick it to Craig as well.

Carly: I want him to choke on every moment of this wedding. And Rosanna deserves the same. She deserves worse for trying to take Mike away from you. Just don't tell Mike that I said that.

Molly: Why?

Carly: Well, he didn't like it when I blasted her. He even tried to protect her.

Molly: Really?

Carly: Yeah, but only because he has such a big heart, and he has room for everybody no matter what they've done.

Molly: Mm-hmm. Are you sure about that, or should I be worried about your nasty sister?

Carly: You don't have to be worried. Mike and Rosanna are over, at least as far as Mike is concerned.

Bob: I wish I had better news for you. I mean, we've raised a lot of money for the burn unit, but we don't have the funding for a project this large. Now, we're not alone. Look, Oakdale and everywhere else, construction's in a slump.

Mike: Well, thanks for your time anyway, Bob.

Bob: When I get the -- the go-ahead to break ground, I'll call you.

Mike: Great. Um, keep the brochure.

Bob: Okay.

Craig: Dr. Bob, hi. It's good to see you. Any update on my sisters?

Bob: Well, it's still -- it's early in the game, but so far, so good.

Craig: Well, I was -- I was just on my way to the hospital.

Bob: Well, this is about the time they get examined. Why don't you wait awhile? You'll have a better chance to make a visit then.

Craig: Yeah, yeah? Okay. Well, good idea. Thank you.

Bob: I'll see you later.

Craig: Yes, yes.

Mike: How you doing, Craig?

Craig: Fine. Um, Mike, I thought you were in Venezuela.

Mike: Yeah, I'm back.

Craig: Ah. Well, Rosanna Cabot'll be interested to hear that.

Mike: Well, she already knows about it. I guess she just didn't tell you.

Lucy: You said "some people" like you know someone who's against Aaron and me being together.

Aaron: Yeah. Lucy's mom already dealt with her dad.

[Alison remembering]

Rosanna: I'll have my car pick you up at the airport, all right? Don't worry, Tanya. You'll be back in Seattle before you know it.

Alison: Uh, I forgot your dad was cool with everything. Never mind. So, um, you gonna help a friend in need or what? Just tell the manager I'd be a great waitress.

Aaron: Well, the thing is, I don't think the manager likes me too much. But he likes Lily, so I can ask. And the summer's almost over, so I don't think they're hiring.

Alison: Please? I mean, I need a job like yesterday, and there was nothing in the paper.

Lucy: But Alison, Aaron's right. After your getting busted here, you're not exactly at the top of the potential employees list.

Alison: Well, can you at least try? My whole family's given up on me, and you guys are the only friends I have in the world. Doesn't that count for something?

Rosanna: Now, you just follow the instructions as I laid them out to you, and everything will be fine. You didn't come out here all the way from Seattle on my dime to give me a look like that, did you?

Tanya: How did you hear about me, anyway?

Rosanna: Well, I heard that you got into a little trouble with Aaron a while back.

Tanya: He actually got me out of trouble. The guy didn't do anything wrong.

Rosanna: Well, why was his picture in a Police report?

Tanya: You want to blame somebody? Blame my husband. You know how some guy seems like the greatest thing in the world until --

Rosanna: You know, well, let's skip the girl talk. I don't really have time, and I don't really care what you think Aaron did or didn't do. I brought you out here to perform one simple task. Now, are you going to do it, or am I going to have to put you on the next bus back to Seattle?

Tanya: I can do it.

Rosanna: Are you clear about what's supposed to happen later?

Tanya: I think so.

Rosanna: That's not good enough, sweetie.

Tanya: It's just, I don't -- it's just I'm a little -- I don't know. Aaron is just a really good person. I like him. He actually pretty much saved my life.

Rosanna: Well, look, this is not gonna hurt Aaron in any way. I mean, it might even perhaps prevent him from making future mistakes. Because things here in Oakdale have really come to a head, and something has got to be done about it. Think of it like lancing a boil. It's not pleasant, certainly, but it must be done.

Barbara: Marshall, I'll read this over thoroughly tonight and be back to you in the morning.

Marshall: We can discuss strategy sometime later.

Paul: How do you sleep at night, huh?

Barbara: Paul, please.

Paul: How do you justify letting her go free after what she did to three innocent women? Then you rip a child away from his home, you embarrass him in front of a -- a whole town full of --

Marshall: Can someone get this man some oxygen? The air must get thin way up there on the moral high ground.

Barbara: Paul was away. He doesn't know the whole story.

Marshall: First of all, a grown man who talks to his mother the way you do ought to get a little whooping. Second, I represent my clients' interests to the very best of my ability. I defend. That's the job.

Paul: And that is beautiful. Very noble. Well, that's your job, yeah. Do you have a conscience?

Marshall: I leave the judgments to the judges, Mr. Ryan.

Paul: You're a dazzling trial lawyer, Mr. Travers. You travel all over the country defending high-profile clients. So my question to you is, why go from big time to Oakdale?

Marshall: Your mother's case was big time. She's a public figure known on two continents.

Paul: Maybe. But explain to me why you decided to stay and run for District Attorney here in small town Illinois. And in your spare time, you take on a child custody case.

Barbara: Marshall was doing me a favor, Paul.

Marshall: It's not a favor if I'm getting paid, which I certainly am. I bill at $680 an hour. I don't care who pays that price or where they come from as long as their check doesn't bounce.

Barbara: And on that note, I think we'd better end this discussion, because I can't afford any chit-chat.

Paul: Well, I can. $680 right there. It's a good thing you can be bought, Mr. Travers. I'll be retaining your services for the next hour.

Barbara: Marshall, you don't have to do this.

Paul: Good night, mother. I'd like to speak with my attorney alone.

Marshall: It's all right, Barbara. I'm intrigued. I'll see what your son wants, and I'll be in touch soon. That was a clever display. How can I help?

Paul: Answer one question -- what does my father want from you?

Craig: I've had some distractions recently, you know. Family in the hospital.

Mike: I'm sorry to hear about that.

Craig: No, no. It's okay. Their prognosis is good. So, heading back out on the open road, huh?

Mike: No, actually, I forgot how much I enjoy Oakdale. I've decided to stay. I guess we'll be seeing each other around, won't we?

Craig: Yes. Yes.

Tanya: Mind if I ask what's in all of this for you? You've obviously got more money than anyone I've ever even read about. Why are you rushing off to break up Aaron and some prep school girl?

Rosanna: Well, we actually share one thing in common, Tanya -- if you do what I say, both of our lives will be improved substantially. All you need to know is you're about to make a lot of money. How I benefit is my business. [Cell phone rings] Excuse me. Cell phones. Hello?

Craig: Rosanna, meet me in my suite, will you? I need to see you now.

Rosanna: Need? I like that. I'll be right there. Okay. That's half. You'll get the rest when the job is done.

Alison: It sounded so good at first, like what I've been wishing for was finally coming true, but -- but my mom and Emily know I'll never find a decent job. They just want me to suffer and come crawling back. And I won't. I'm not giving them the satisfaction.

Aaron: That'll show 'em.

Alison: Oh, don't give me another speech about how lucky I am to have two moms. It's all just a big power game, and they want to win.

Aaron: Alison, let me go talk to my manager and see what he says. Who knows?

Alison: Is he really gonna do it?

Lucy: If he says he'll help, he will.

Alison: Oh, and you're mad at him for that?

Lucy: You know what? I hate it when one minute, you're acting like the best friend Aaron and I ever had, and the next, you're worrying about you again. I never know if any of it's real.

Alison: But how much more real is it supposed to be, Lucy?

Lucy: Just don't let us down again. 'Cause if you do, it is over. You will not exist to me anymore.

Alison: Have you been hanging around Emily or what? Oh, come on, Lucy. For real, you guys are the only friends I have in the world now.

Aaron: You are lucky. A lot of people went back to college. They're hiring immediately.

Alison: Oh, are you kidding? I can work here?

Aaron: Yeah, as long as you can get through one day. If it works, it works. I already told the -- the manager that you know how to take care of a tray.

Alison: Oh, no brainer. I can do that.

Marshall: My sole relationship with your father was business. That business is now concluded.

Paul: You know what? Don't patronize me. Don't do it. And don't make the mistake of underestimating me, either. I know my father. I know the way he works. You're here for a reason.

Marshall: I told you why I took her case -- because it would get global attention. If you'd like me to make something else up --

Paul: No, the truth will suffice. Tell me why you're here, Mr. Travers. Save me the trouble of having to kill you to find out.

Marshall: You know, it's understandable you'd be upset after what happened with your fiancÚ. You've been out of the country for a little while, and I know you haven't had the opportunity to vent your frustrations since the charges against your mother were dismissed.

Paul: You know what? Don't try to analyze me. You have no idea who I am.

Marshall: But I do know a threat when I hear one. I'll excuse that last remark as an exaggeration, unless of course you meant it. If you did, you made a serious mistake, and I suggest you take it back.

[Mike sighs]

Molly: Wow, nice suit.

Mike: Yeah. I figured it'd come in handy. You're about the only one who's impressed though.

Carly: Well, I'm impressed.

Molly: So?

Mike: Well, Bob was nice enough, but they're not putting any money into construction right now. According to him, no one in Oakdale's building so much as a bird house at the moment.

Molly: Mike, I'm really sorry.

Carly: Well, there's got to be something else. You are a renaissance man, aren't you?

Mike: I have made a living doing a lot of different things. Well, I'll just have to hang on, and maybe I'll get lucky. I could give Sparky a call.

Molly: Sparky?

Mike: He's a friend of mine. He owns a garage. Pretty much can't stand anyone working with him except me, so -- I've got to get out of this straitjacket. I'll -- I'll pick you up later?

Molly: Are you sure you wouldn't rather strangle me? You just passed up a perfectly good job in St. Tropez, Mike.

Mike: I don't want to hear another word about it, all right? I'm gonna stay put in Oakdale. I want to take you to a few places I used to love going to. Sound good?

Molly: Yeah, sounds good.

Mike: Don't worry yourself about my job issues, all right? I'm not going to.

Molly: Whew. Go ahead, say it. I'm a wimp. I am such a wimp.

Carly: No. No, you're not. A little weak in the knees maybe, but Mike has that effect on most women.

Molly: He's not gonna be happy unless he's working, and I am the only reason he's not working, and I can't be responsible for that. He didn't come back to Oakdale to be miserable.

Rosanna: Hello. I know you hate having anybody plan your life for you, but have I got a night in store for us, my love. Smell this, hmm? I dare you to take just one little bite. What's going on? Oh, what, are we playing hard to get?

Craig: No, I'm not playing. See, maybe you never had me. I'm not sure I ever had you.

Rosanna: What's -- what -- what do you mean? What are you saying? What's going on?

Craig: Did tonight's plans include Mike Kasnoff or telling me he was here, planning to stay?

Alison: I'm so sorry. I'm -- I'm usually not this clumsy. Actually, you know, I don't know about that. I've never carried a tray of glasses in my life.

Aaron: Let's just get this cleaned up before my boss sees.

Alison: I swear, it'll never happen again.

Lucy: Maybe you should practice before you start grabbing trays from people.

Alison: It was a stupid mistake, Luce. Drop it.

Lucy: Isn't that your department?

Alison: When did you start getting funny?

Aaron: Look, it's okay. Let's just get this cleaned up. Look, you only have one day to get this right. All right? Drop this off at the first trash you see. If anybody asks, just tell them we found broken glass.

Alison: Instant brownie points.

Aaron: Okay. Just after this, go talk to the bartender. Her name is Marilyn. Get some fresh drinks and bring it over here without breaking 'em, okay?

Alison: Ooh, cracking the whip already. I love whips.

Lucy: She is not to be believed.

Aaron: Look, I have tomorrow off. We can do something.

Lucy: What, like a date?

Aaron: Yeah. We can go to the lake, rent a boat, have a picnic. And I hear there's a party out there, a concert, 'cause it's Labor Day.

Lucy: Hmm.

Aaron: Mm-hmm. You know what the best part is?

Lucy: Why don't you just tell me?

Aaron: Alison's got work all day tomorrow, so she can't come with us. You think I'm an idiot for helping her, don't you?

Lucy: Yeah, but the good kind of idiot. You're just a nice guy -- the nicest guy I've ever known.

Tanya: Aaron?

Aaron: Tanya?

Paul: What, did that -- did that sound like a threat? [Paul laughs] I apologize. 'Cause I certainly didn't intend for that to sound like a threat. If you were working for my father, I assume you wouldn't just come out and admit it anyway, would you?

Marshall: Admit what?

Paul: You know what? Humor me for a minute. Because see, the fun part of life with my father is trying to figure out what he's gonna do next and who he's gonna hurt.

Marshall: Your father was a client of mine, nothing more. I'll remind you again, lawyers work for the people who hire them, then we move on.

Paul: And I'll remind you again, I asked you why you were staying here in Oakdale. Is it because my father ordered you to keep yourself indispensable to my mother, or is there more?

Marshall: I don't take orders. You should know that about me.

Paul: When my mother was on trial, all she wanted was her freedom, and now, all she wants is custody of my baby brother. And there you are, making sure she gets everything she wants. And why? Why are you this angel, granting here all these wishes? James sent you. That's why -- gift-wrapped with his compliments. And now my mother owes him, and James -- [Paul laughs] James loves when people owe him. He has his markers in Oakdale now, and he's going to collect.

Marshall: You've got this all figured out, don't you?

Paul: Not quite. There's a wild card here, and that wild card is you, Mr. Travers. If this were just about James and my mother, you'd be gone by now, but you're still here, running for a public office in a town way too small for a man with your reputation.

Marshall: I wish I could help you, Mr. Ryan, but I make it a policy not to indulge in conspiracy theories. I will tell you this though -- your family is a tragic case. It's no wonder you look so haunted. But I won't be pulled into the drama, Mr. Ryan. I'm sorry.

Paul: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That's it! [Paul laughs] That's it! He wants a D.A.! You're running for D.A.! That's why!

Marshall: The entire city knows that, Mr. --

Paul: The -- the number one -- the number one law enforcement official in the whole county with how many cases pending, hmm?

Marshall: What's your point?!

Paul: The point is, there's only one case that matters -- The People vs. James Stenbeck. You see, my father didn't just get himself any old lawyer. He got himself the district attorney! [Paul laughs] my father's gonna use the D.A. to get himself off the hook.

Carly: Don't worry this to death, Molly. If Mike wants to find happiness with you, then he will.

Molly: Mike is not going to find happiness unless he finds a job.

Carly: Well, he will find a job then. And if it isn't with him old friend Sparky, then it will be with somebody else.

Molly: And what if two years from now, he's still working for Sparky?

Carly: That will be his choice then, won't it?

Molly: Well, I'm sitting on a pile of money. I mean it, Carly. A huge pile of money. I don't have to work another day in my life if I don't want to. And he's gonna be fixing carburetors for Sparky, giving up a whole construction company because of me?

Carly: Well, yeah. I guess when you put it that way, it doesn't sound too good. But what are you gonna do?

Molly: I'll tell you what I'm not gonna do. I'm not gonna sit back and let him end up resenting me because he's stuck in some dead-end job. He's creative and talented and hardworking. It would be like if you had to go to work for some off-the-rack discount warehouse.

Carly: Wait a second. I've got it.

Molly: You do?

Carly: I do. A way for everyone to get what they want, how they want it and when they want it. And the best part is, nobody's toes get stepped on in the process.

Rosanna: We've both been so preoccupied with everything under the sun -- Sierra coming into town, and Aaron and Lucy, and your sisters being in the hospital. Why would it be important to me to even tell you I bumped into Mike?

Craig: A harmless bump?

Rosanna: He sought me out to tell me off. It was rather unpleasant, actually -- another reason why I didn't come running over here to tell you that he was back in town.

Craig: So your plan to get him out of Oakdale failed?

Rosanna: Miserably.

Craig: How about your plan to forget him?

Rosanna: Craig, Mike's presence here is no threat to us. It's over.

Craig: Is it over because you're standing here telling me it's over, or is this some kind of work in progress, and you'll get that feeling in your chest when you see him next, but you'll deal with it like some sober drunk eye-balling the champagne tray at a cocktail party?

Rosanna: What do I have to do to get you to trust me?

Craig: It's a Sisyphean task, I know. It's just -- it's just, I've been hurt so often. My heart is a fragile warrior.

Rosanna: I'm serious.

Craig: You bring off this scheme to get Lucy and Aaron apart with minimal damage to Lucy, and we'll talk. Maybe then I can trust that you and I can be something.

Rosanna: I promise you, Craig. After tonight, Aaron will be out of Lucy's life forever.

Craig: Big words from such a pretty mouth.

Rosanna: Lucy will see Aaron as the punk and liar you've always known him to be, and she won't even hate you for it, because Aaron is about to fall from grace with a rather resounding thud -- right about now, in fact.

Craig: And there'll be no scraping him up off the sidewalk?

Rosanna: No. After tonight, there will be nothing left to scrape.

Tanya: I came to see you, Aaron. That's okay, isn't it? You kind of left Seattle in a hurry.

Lucy: Excuse me, but um, who are you?

Tanya: I'm Tanya.

Aaron: This -- this is -- this is Tanya Cole.

Lucy: The woman you -- ?

Aaron: Yeah, yeah. Yeah, that's her. This is Lucy Montgomery.

Lucy: Hi.

Tanya: You don't seem so happy to see me.

Aaron: How did you get here?

Tanya: I took the bus. And don't even ask me why. You know why.

Aaron: I know what?

Tanya: You said we would be together, Aaron, that you would come back for me. And then you never even called, after you swore on your life you would never hurt me.

Aaron: I wouldn't.

Tanya: We said we loved each other, Aaron. You were the only decent thing in my life. I had to come find you. I had to.icon

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