ATWT Transcript Friday 9/13/02

 

As The World Turns Transcript Friday 9/13/02

By Suzanne
Proofread by
Ebele

Carly: You still having fun over there, buddy? I just need a couple more minutes, and then you and I are gonna go inside, and Iím gonna fix you a snack. How's that, big boy?

Craig: Well, this big boy'd like it, especially if I get to fix my own snack. Hmm? What'cha doing?

Carly: I am trying to work.

Craig: Care to share, mon cherie?

Carly: I don't much like sharing.

Craig: Yeah, something you and your sister have in common.

Carly: You and my sister can take your affairs -- both personal and business - - you can take a flying leap. I'm working for Lisa now. And you and I have nothing further to discuss.

Craig: Yeah, but you've barely heard me out.

Carly: I've heard it all. Now you hear this -- I am not interested. Shall I draw you a diagram? Do I need to tattoo it backwards on your forehead so you can see it at all those frequent trips to the mirror? I cannot and will not be won over to the dark side. You cannot trick me, finesse me, or manipulate me into working for B.R.O. So, so long, thanks for trying. I'm flattered, and Iím so far out of your league that you cannot even see my smoke! So good-bye, good luck, be gone!

[Door slams]

Craig: Wow!

Carly: My son?

Craig: Funny mummy. Doesn't know whether she's coming or going.

Carly: Sweetheart, could you come inside, please?

Craig: What's that? You want ol' caballo Craig to come inside the rancho?

Parker: Yes.

Craig: Ya hear that, ma'am? This old cowboy just cordially invited me in. How can I refuse? He made me an offer I can't refuse. Huh? Huh?

[Craig humming]

Barbara: Uh-oh. What's wrong?

Will: Not hungry.

Barbara: Not hungry? Oh, come on. Even when you're stuffed, you can always eat a horse. Let me feel. No fever. Did you have something to eat at your dad's house?

Will: Nothing much. Just a snack.

Barbara: A snack. You said you had fun. What'd you do besides count all your videos to make sure that they were all still there?

Will: We hung out in my room. We talked.

Barbara: About what?

Will: Nothing.

Barbara: Nothing? Hmm, can't imagine you two guys sitting around all afternoon not talking about anything. Seems to me that maybe you're keeping a secret.

Hal: Come on, Paul. Marshall Travers came right out and told you he's working for Steinbeck?

Paul: No, I didn't say that.

Hal: You said the only reason he's running for D.A. is so he can get into a position where he can let Steinbeck walk free of all charges.

Paul: Correct. And I found this. It's Marshallís.

Hal: You "found" his passport?

Paul: While I was searching for --

Hal: For a way to get arrested?

Paul: No, for the proof we need to bring Travers down, Hal. Lecture me later.

Hal: Oh, believe me, I will.

Paul: Just open up the passport. Open up the passport and read it.

Hal: What am I looking for?

Paul: The last place Marshall was before he came to Oakdale.

Hal: The stamp says Singapore.

Paul: He was there for three days, the same time we got the information that Steinbeck was taken to the emergency room after he was stabbed.

Hal: By Barbara.

Paul: I guess James wanted his attorney there in case he didn't make it. Travers is on the payroll, Hal. We got him.

[Phone rings]

Bonnie: Oh. I better get that. That little emergency I alluded to earlier.

Marshall: Please, allow me.

Bonnie: Wait a minute. Hey --

Marshall: Hello?

Hello?

Hello, hey!

Hello?

It's your 30 cents.

Spill it.

Wait.

Hey, if you're calling for Bonnie, she can't come to the phone right now. She's about to be tied up.

Bonnie: Give me that! Hello? Hello?! That was Isaac. That was Isaac! Do you have any idea what you just did?

Marshall: Yes. I called your bluff in this staring contest, and you blinked.

Bonnie: Now I have to call him back.

Marshall: The reception's better in the hallway, dear.

Bonnie: Wait a minute, wait a minute. Are you sending me home?

Marshall: Bonnie, you don't have to go home, but you sure have to get the hell outta here.

Isaac: Lisa? Lisa!

Lisa: Yeah, what?

Isaac: I need you to watch the place for me.

Lisa: Okay, go ahead.

Isaac: I'll be back.

Lisa: I hope so.

Jessica: Isaac --

Isaac: I'll see you later, Jessica.

Jessica: No, wait -- wait a minute. Where are you going? Where's the fire?

Isaac: I gotta get Bonnie.

Jessica: Bonnie, from where?

Isaac: She's at the Lakeview, with Marshall Travers.

Holden: Looks like you're working pretty hard on that. Looks great.

Luke: Thanks. Could you pass me that part over there?

Holden: There you go.

Luke: It's a lot easier working with you than Will. Do you think his mom'll let him back here again?

Holden: I'm not sure.

Luke: She was so mad.

Holden: Yeah. Will's parents are having a hard time getting along lately. Everybody wants to do what's right for Will, but nobody really knows what that is.

Luke: But Iím kinda -- never mind.

Holden: You're kinda what?

Luke: I'm a little bit glad that Will isn't gonna be here anymore.

Holden: Uh-oh. Uh-oh. I was gonna ask Will's mom if it was okay if he kept coming over here.

Luke: But --

Holden: I know that you guys aren't the best friends or anything, but maybe if you try to think of it as having another big brother around?

Luke: But I already have a big brother -- Aaron. And all Will does is break my toys, boss me around and change the rules.

Holden: Do you want to know why that is?

Luke: Why?

Holden: Because he was taken away from his home. Everything's kind of unsettled right now with Will. He just needs something that he can count on.

Luke: Like coming over here?

Holden: Yeah, exactly. He's cooped up in that hotel of his. He's missing his family. He's missing his friends. I would hate to disappear on him, too.

Luke: His mom probably won't let him over, though. She was pretty mad.

Holden: Well, that's because she trusted me and I let her down. Maybe that's another reason to let Will keep coming over here, though -- to make things right with her. What do you think?

Luke: All right. If Will comes over, I'll try to be nice to him.

Holden: Thatís my boy. All right. I'll tell you what we'll do. I'll race you up to the house, and then Iíll head out and see if I can track him down.

Luke: Cool!

Holden: All right?

Luke: Ready --

Holden: Set --

Luke: Go!

Holden: Hey, wait a minute! That's not fair!

Will: I'm not keeping any secrets from you, mom. I swear.

Barbara: You're sure there's nothing you want to tell me? I see. Well, I think the reason you don't want to talk about it is that I was the topic of conversation.

Will: You weren't, mom.

Barbara: You mean your father never mentioned my name?

Will: Only when he said a judge would decide things because you two couldn't get along.

[Barbara scoffs]

Barbara: Is that what he's calling it? We "can't get along"? Oh, boy. And I'm sure he's pointing his finger at me, making me the responsible person for all the sins of mankind, and he won't take any responsibility. I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be saying those things. It's just that, you know, your mom's had a rather difficult day.

Will: Sorry, mom.

Barbara: No, no, no, no. It's nothing for you to be sorry about. And I've been thinking. You know, maybe when something negative happens, something positive can come out of it. Now, you know that Iíve sold my company to Rosanna Cabot. And I was thinking that maybe this is an opportunity.

Will: What kind of opportunity?

Barbara: Well, an opportunity for me to search for something new to do or a new place to live -- maybe another town, another state. You know, who knows? Maybe another country.

Will: You'd move out of the country?

Barbara: Well, maybe not. It all depends on what this judge has to say. But if I did have to move somewhere else, you'd want to come with me, wouldn't you?

Hal: Sorry to play devil's advocate, Paul, but this passport isn't proof of anything, except that Marshall Travers was in Singapore.

Paul: And the fact that my father was in the hospital at the same time --

Hal: -- Is technically a coincidence. Besides, Marshall already admitted that he worked for Steinbeck. We know that he showed up here in time to defend Barbara because he was sent by the man himself.

Paul: You know, I don't care why he showed up. What I do care about is why he's staying. We've all been wondering why a man like Marshall Travers would be interested in a small-town D.A. job. And now we know. It's to put himself in a position to drop all outstanding charges against Steinbeck and keep the man untouchable.

Hal: Sorry, Paul. It's a stretch.

Paul: Hal, come on, man, you just gotta go with your hunch sometimes, man. This proof, it might not be proof enough to hold up in court, but if we don't stop Travers, Steinbeck is gonna waltz back into this town and with a teflon suit on, and we're not gonna be able to lift a finger against him.

Jessica: Wait a -- why is my daughter at the Lakeview with my opponent?

Isaac: She's looking for something. And now I've gotta look for her, because I just tried to call her on her cell phone, and guess who picked up?

Jessica: Travers answered Bonnieís cell phone?

Isaac: 'Fraid so.

Jessica: Why? Oh, wait a minute. Isaac, you don't -- you don't think something illicit is going on between them?

Isaac: I don't know what to think.

Jessica: But you trust Bonnie, of course.

Isaac: Marshall's the one who's up to something. I'm going to figure out what it is, and why Bonnie is lying to me.

Jessica: Okay, but wait. Wait. Why -- what did she lie to you about?

Isaac: She promised me she wouldn't get involved with digging up dirt on the guy. The minute I turn my back --

Jessica: Okay, okay, wait, Isaac. Now, just, you know, calm down, and don't be upset with her. You know she does crazy things, but her heart's in the right place.

Isaac: When I get done with Travers, his butt will be in the right place, nailed to the nearest wall.

Jessica: Okay, don't do something you might regret later.

Isaac: I won't regret this. Trust me.

Bonnie: You want me gone? Gladly. I've obviously misjudged you. I thought you were a gentleman. But you really showed your true colors today, Mr. Travers. Commandeering my phone like some common braggart? Well, thank goodness I found out the lowlife you really are before I let things go any further.

Marshall: You never had any intention of allowing things to go any further, now, did you?

[Phone rings]

Bonnie: Hello?

Jessica: Bonnie?

Bonnie: Mom? I really, really can't talk right now.

Jessica: Where are you?

Bonnie: I am so sorry I'm late. But can you please just tell Isaac I'll explain everything when I get there?

Jessica: Bonnie, wait a -- wait!

Marshall: Mommie dearest tracked you down? How will you explain this to her? What will you say?

Bonnie: I sincerely hope I don't have to say much of anything.

Marshall: What about Isaac?

Bonnie: What I do is none of your concern.

Marshall: I beg to differ. See, you came on to me, my dear girl. You attempted to seduce me for some reason known only to yourself. That concerns me. So, are you ready to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but?

Craig: That is a terrific sketch -- contemporary and sophisticated. You want to guess what Iím drawing? What do you think? I'm drawing your mom. Your beautiful, curvaceous, slinky mommy.

Carly: All right, that's quite enough. Playtime's over.

Craig: Come on, we're just getting started here.

Carly: You know, Parker always winds up with the most colorful additions to his vocabulary after a visit with good old Uncle Craig. Come on, sweetheart, why don't you bring your picture and run upstairs and I will bring your snack up, okay?

Craig: All right. Adios, caballero!

Parker: Bye.

Craig: Okay. Finally, snack time. So, where's my snack?

Carly: We are fresh out of truffles. You'll have to snort around in somebody else's dirt.

Craig: Yeah, speaking of which, where is Jack Snyder, all-American bore?

Carly: Fortunately for you, he's on a case in Bay City.

Craig: What a coincidence. Rosanna's in New York on business.

Carly: It's hardly a coincidence, Craig. And Jack could be back any minute, and we both know what he'd do if he saw you sitting here next to me.

Craig: I'll take my chances.

Carly: You can take your chances someplace else. I'm busy.

Craig: Doing what? Making snacks? Waiting for Mr. Dynamite to come home? Is that what your life has become?

Carly: There is nothing wrong with my life. And there certainly isn't anything wrong with my man.

Craig: Well, except he's all job, and you're sitting around waiting for leftovers, right? And then there are the myriad facets of your personality that he can't possibly comprehend. Must be kind of lonely for a dynamic, passionate, creative woman like you to be so -- marginalized?

Carly: All right, Iíve heard enough. Get out!

Craig: What? What did I say?

Carly: Just get out! Would you please get out?

Craig: Whoa, can't you take a joke?!

Carly: Enough with the jokes then, okay? Just tell me what you want from me. And if it has anything to do with "snacking" or kissing, or anything like that, I will have to take action, Craig. I'll have to take physical, pain-inducing action.

Craig: What did you have in mind?

Carly: Well, let's just say you won't have any need for a vasectomy. Got me?

Will: You want us to move away from Oakdale? Away from dad, Paul and Parker? Away from my friends, my school, my baseball team? Everything?!

Barbara: Honey, honey, people move all the time. It's not the end of the world. Just think of us as being pioneers, and we're gonna be out there and exploring fun new territory.

Will: Fun for who?

Barbara: You'll get to make new friends. You'll be in a new neighborhood, a new school. And you know what, Will? No matter where we are, you'll always be the mvp of your baseball team. It'll be exciting, an adventure.

Will: I don't want to move away. I've lived here my entire life.

Barbara: There is no law that says you have to live in one place your whole life, is there?

Will: But I want to. It's hard enough to make new friends, and I can barely keep in touch with the ones I already have.

Barbara: Okay, okay, okay. I promise we won't move to the other side of the world, though that is an option that sounds pretty good. Honey, look, I just want you to think about this, and think about how terrific it'll be. Be able to move to a new place, have people look at us, meet us for the first time and judge us for who we are, not for all the unpleasant things that they have heard about us. It'll be terrific. Don't you see? We'll be welcome. Do you get it?

Will: I don't want to move anyplace where I can't see my dad whenever I want.

Hal: You know, if we want to accuse Marshall of running for D.A. just to get Steinbeck off the hook, it's gonna take a lot more than an illegally obtained passport and some heavy speculation, Paul.

Paul: All right, then what are we supposed to do to stop this guy?

Hal: Tell me something -- does Barbara know anything about this alleged connection between Travers and Steinbeck?

Paul: I don't know. Why?

Hal: I told you she was here today.

Paul: Yeah, right before I got here. You said she was --

Hal: She was out of control. When Will was in the room, she was all sweetness and smiles, and as soon as he left, just all hell broke loose.

Paul: Why?

Hal: Because I made an "unscheduled visitation" to Emma Snyderís barn. She started talking about taking Will away unless I started dancing to her tune.

Paul: Taking him away? Hal, she's turning back into the same person she was --

Hal: -- When Steinbeck was in the picture. Only this time, she has my son.

Jessica: Voice mail again. Why won't that girl answer her phone?

Lisa: Well, look, she probably just turned the silly thing off. You know, people do that every now and then.

Jessica: Yeah, Bonnie doesnít. I just don't want Isaac going over there and blowing everything out of proportion, jumping to conclusions.

Lisa: You know Bonnie. She probably just got a head full of steam and had to go over to see Marshall and blow her top.

Jessica: Yeah, but why would Travers answer her phone?

Lisa: Well, honey, I don't know. Maybe she walked off without it.

Jessica: I just don't want her to get in over her head.

Lisa: How would she do that?

Jessica: What? I'm sorry. Did you say something?

Lisa: You just totally zoned out on me there. Where did you go?

Marshall: Ready to tell me your real agenda?

Bonnie: What agenda? You want me to go? I'm leaving.

Marshall: I've changed my mind.

Bonnie: I haven't. Would you please step aside? I will scream.

Marshall: Oh, how could you be so cold after you've trifled with my emotions?

Bonnie: Oh, please, Mr. Travers. I'm sure you've toyed with your share of women's affections. Suck it up.

Marshall: So you're finally admitting this near dalliance was not genuine interest on your part? This is beneath you. You're so much classier than this inept femme fatale act you've been trying all afternoon.

Bonnie: Oh, I am so sick to death of you, of all people, trying to tell me who I am. You don't even know me! And you're certainly not my voice of conscience. I'm not even sure that you have a conscience! So let this be the last and final time that you tell me what Iím above doing.

Marshall: Oh, I don't mean to discourage you from your primal instincts. By all means, Bonnie, obey your impulses. Does this mean we're still on? Shall I -- throw in the towel?

Marshall: You're not afraid of me, are you, Bonnie? This is why you're here. But, then again, you're a woman that likes to reach out and take what she wants. Would you like to do the honors yourself? Hmm? One tug of this towel and --

Bonnie: I have to go.

Marshall: Call her bluff, and she can't get to the exit fast enough. That's twice now you've blinked.

Bonnie: You know, Iíd rather sleep with a venomous, disease-ridden lizard before I slept with you! But come to think of it, that's redundant!

Marshall: Which again begs the question of why you've been panting around like a dog in heat?

Bonnie: I did it because I had to. I was desperate.

Marshall: You don't say.

Bonnie: Oh, please, get over yourself. It wasn't because I was desperate for your body or your mind or anything else about you, for that matter.

Marshall: Then what was your particular desire this afternoon?

Bonnie: I had to keep your mind off the fact that someone was combing through your room with a fine-toothed comb.

Marshall: You were doing what?

Bonnie: Distracting you. You know, pulling the wool over your eyes? And guess what? It worked like a charm. So, who's being inept now, counselor?

Lisa: Hi, there, Ben. I'm glad to see you. If you're looking for your brother, though, he's not here. Do me a favor. Please take care of this lovely lady. I have something I have to take care of back here.

Ben: Can I get you -- make you a long island ice tea without the tea bags? Yeah. Maybe I'm the one who needs a drink, make this whole thing easier.

Jessica: What whole thing?

Ben: I need to make a confession.

Jessica: Really?

Ben: Yeah, I've been told Iím a quick study. I always considered myself an intelligent man, always at the top of the class. I regularly perform delicate surgery, where life and death hang in the balance, successfully. But when it comes to women -- I am brain-dead. I do and say the dumbest things. I don't know why. Like, today, I said a whole lot of things that I wish I could take back.

Jessica: You were just concerned about what Travers might have up his sleeve.

Ben: But, still, I had no right to ask you to withdraw from the race. It was -- it was insensitive and inappropriate. And, actually, you got off pretty easy.

Jessica: I did?

Ben: Yes. Usually I try to rescue my women by asking them to marry me.

Jessica: Very smooth.

Ben: Will you please -- dance with me?

Jessica: This is nice.

Ben: You know, I said what I said because I care about you, because I am crazy about you.

Jessica: How crazy?

Ben: This crazy.

Jessica: Whoa!

Paul: Well, how's Will holding up?

Hal: When he found that Barbara was looking for us, the poor kid was terrified. Said he was afraid she'd be angry with him because he was here.

Paul: In his own home?

Hal: He's so busy trying to keep her happy, pretending everything is okay. I'm telling you, Paul, I  don't know how much longer this can go on.

Paul: Well, that's mom. I'll tell you, that woman -- she can make you feel guilty for the air you breathe. And you better hope she doesn't find out what you love most in the world, because she'll either destroy it or make damn sure it's forever out of your reach.

Hal: You know what? I'm gonna put in a 911 to Tom, do whatever I can to make sure she doesn't leave town with my kid.

Paul: Make sure you do it fast, because Travers is handling the child custody case. And now we know Travers is working for Steinbeck, so things --

Hal: You know what? Back to devil's advocate. Now hear me out. Let's say Travers wants to be the D.A. just to save James Steinbeck from a lifetime behind bars. Now, after everything that's happened, why the hell would James Steinbeck want to come back here? What could he possibly want now?

Paul: Same thing my father always wants.

Barbara: I knew that visit with your father was a bad idea.

Will: Mom, it's not his fault.

Barbara: Oh, no. No, of course not. It's my fault. It's always my fault, isn't it? It's always my fault. You know what? He's against me. He is.

Will: He's not against you, mom.

Barbara: They're all against me. Look, consider this topic dropped. I don't want to burden you, okay?

Will: Sorry, mom. It's just that --

Barbara: No, no, no. No, there's no explanation necessary whatsoever. I'll just have to work this out another way. Listen, this conversation that we just had about moving -- I want that to be just between the two of us. Okay? I don't think anyone else needs to know about any of that. All right?

Will: Sure.

Barbara: That's my guy. Will? We're leaving. Now.

Craig: You think I'm here to kiss you? In your fiancťís house? With your little boy upstairs?

Carly: So now you have limitations?

Craig: I never seduce women I don't like.

Carly: Oh, this is rich. So you simply marry them? Go into business with them?

Craig: You never should have interfered with my daughter. You were out of line calling Sierra.

Carly: I thought I'd explained this to you. I did it for your own good.

Craig: Ah. Well, one good turn deserves another, don't you think?

Carly: Oh, so now you're going to do something good for me?

Craig: Good to you. See, I am the one man on this planet who can make you deliriously happy. I can fulfill your unspoken fantasies. See, I could use a girl like you.

Carly: I think you already did.

[Craig chuckles]

Carly: It's -- it's a habit, in fact. A habit that you really outta break. So why don't you get to the point before I break you?

Craig: All right. I need you. You need me. So be my designer, and Iíll give you the world. And all you have to do is name your price.

Holden: Hey, Will. Seems like we just saw each other.

Will: Hi, Mr. Snyder.

Barbara: Are you ready to go, honey?

Will: I haven't finished my burger.

Holden: You can't leave now that I finally found you.

Barbara: You were looking for me?

Holden: Just give me a few minutes.

Barbara: Will, why don't you go take your burger over and they can wrap it up in a doggie bag? And have them get you some dessert, too, okay?

Will: Okay.

Holden: Barbara -- I'm sorry. I never should have let Hal take Will when I promised that would never happen.

Barbara: Then why did it?

Holden: Severe case of empathy?

Barbara: Clearly.

Holden: See, I know what it's like to not be able to see your kid grow up. With Aaron, I didn't get the chance to do all the things that most fathers get to do.

Barbara: That still gives you no right to let Will --

Holden: People always talk about how boys need their fathers. Well, fathers need their sons just as much.

Barbara: What is this, Holden? Some kind of grandstand gesture on Halís behalf?

Holden: No, it's an apology. You're right. I had no right to turn Will over to Hal. You came to me because you trusted me. So what I'm asking you here is to trust me again. Let's not let this mistake come between us or the boys. I promise you that I will not let Will leave the house with anyone except you. So what do you say? Give us another chance?

Hal: After everything James Steinbeck has put Barbara through, do you honestly think those two would join forces again?

Paul: Stranger things have happened. The way mother's been acting lately, I wouldn't --

Hal: Like an angry, desperate woman with no one to turn to.

Paul: No one except her attorney.

Hal: So it all comes down to Travers.

Paul: That's right. Hal, I know this passport. It might not hold up in a court of law, but it's got to be good enough to warrant a few questions from the Oakdale P.D.

Hal: I think Travers might be the one with the questions when I show up with a passport he probably doesn't even know is missing.

Paul: You know, at least it'll put a scare in him.

Hal: I don't think he's the type who scares very easy. Plus, if he is working for Steinbeck, he's got a whole arsenal of legal loopholes and maneuvers at his disposal. But if a couple of questions do happen to pop into my head while Iím returning this to the owner, so be it.

Paul: All right, good. I'm going with you.

Hal: Paul, this is not a social call.

Paul: Well, it's not official, either.

Hal: Let me handle this alone, Paul, please.

Paul: All right, fine, play it your way. But play hardball with this guy. It seems to be the only game he understands.

Hal: Right.

Marshall: Someone broke into my room?

Bonnie: Mm-hmm. While you were busy getting lost in my eyes.

Marshall: And you aided and abetted in this breaking and entering?

Bonnie: Little ol' me? Oh, now, the dizty little duchess couldn't run off and do something as complicated as that, could she?

Marshall: Who's been in my room?!

Bonnie: Well, as far as I can tell, just you and I -- and another person who shall remain nameless.

Marshall: Who? Who was it? Brandy? That greedy little bartender of yours?

Bonnie: Are you afraid we've turned your faithful servant against her master? Guess you'll just have to wait and see.

Marshall: Bonnie, if you tell me now, I promise I'll take it easy on you.

Bonnie: Relax, Marshall. I'm sure a brilliant attorney and an accomplished crook as yourself wouldn't leave incriminating papers lying around, would he? You underestimated me, Marshall. And most assuredly overestimated yourself. Ta!

[Phone rings]

Marshall: Hello. Hel -- no, no need to apologize. Ah. Send him up. Just the man I wanted to see.

Craig: As the new B.R.O. C.O.O., I have the resources to pay you what you're really worth.

Carly: Oh, those are Rosannaís resources, aren't they?

Craig: B.R.O.'s.

Carly: And how long do you think Rosanna will let you run B.R.O. if she found out that you wanted me to be the new designer?

Craig: You leave Rosanna to me.

Carly: I have a contract with Lisa, Craig. You do know that.

Craig: Well, some contracts are made to be broken.

Carly: Do you honestly think that I would want to work for you after hearing you say something like that? Craig, you and I will never go into business together, okay?

Craig: You'd rather go into business with a woman who has nothing but contempt for you?

Carly: Well, at least I won't have to worry about her grabbing me the first time I bend over the copy machine.

[Craig laughs] and I won't have to be afraid that she's cooking the books or that she's pulling us both into some nightmare of legal and financial hell.

Craig: I am offering you the deal of a lifetime here! What the devil is holding you back?

Carly: You! Okay? You are the devil that's holding me back.

Barbara: And why do you even care what happens to Will or me?

Holden: Barbara, you want to do what's best for your child. He's going through a very rough time right now. And if there's anything we can do to help you out, maybe alleviate some of the pressure, we would be more than happy to do that. Do you know what Luke told me? He told me that he loved having Will around, that he felt like he had a second big brother.

Will: He said that?

Barbara: Well -- it sounds like he misses you. So what do you think? Do you want to hang out with the Snyder family for awhile?

Will: If that's okay with you.

Holden: You know, we were going to go for a hike before sunset. Do you want to come along?

Will: Can I?

Barbara: Well, I'll tell you what -- you can go. And you call me when you get back, and I'll come pick you up.

Holden: Thanks, Barbara. You won't regret this.

Barbara: I'll hold you to that.

Will: Bye, mom.

Barbara: Bye, sweetie.

Jessica: Wow. I guess this means we're okay?

Ben: I'm hoping it means that we're more than okay.

Jessica: I really appreciate the apology.

Ben: You deserve it.

Jessica: Well, not everyone apologizes to the lady D.A. They think I can take it. It comes with the job. Sometimes I just want to hear somebody say, "Iím sorry I hurt your feelings."

Ben: I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.

Jessica: Thank you.

Ben: But I'm warning you -- I'm not always gonna be this quick to admit that I'm wrong.

Jessica: Well, that's okay. I'm a lawyer. I'll tell you when you're wrong.

[Laughing]

Ben: You know, you can always count on me to be in your corner 100%.

Jessica: I think I could get used to having you as my cut man.

Ben: Okay, champ -- so, what can your corner to do to help you win this campaign?

Jessica: Well, I'll tell you tomorrow when I find out whether or not I still have a campaign.

Ben: And why wouldn't you?

Jessica: That statement I faxed over to Lucinda Walsh. I'm publicly apologizing to the citizens of Oakdale and responding to Travers' charges. I'm taking full responsibility for my actions. And it will appear in the City Times tomorrow.

Ben: You are a brave woman, Jessica Griffin. And I'm proud of you. And I'm sure that the rest of Oakdale will be, too.

Jessica: Well, if you can't count on your local D.A., who can you count on?

Ben: Besides that, Travers will no longer have anything to hold over your head.

Bonnie: Mom!

Jessica: Bonnie?

Bonnie: Where's Isaac?

Jessica: Looking for you.

Bonnie: Please tell me he did not go to the Lakeview.

Jessica: That's precisely where he went. And, under the circumstances, I don't blame him. Now, do you want to tell me what you were doing at the Lakeview with Marshall Travers?

[Knocking on door]

Isaac: Travers!

[Knocking on door]

Marshall: Give me a minute to throw something on.

Isaac: I don't have time for this. You better open this door. Open the door!

Marshall: Isaac? I'm sorry. What can I do for you?

Isaac: Where is she?

Marshall: Who exactly are you --

Isaac: You know damn well who Iím talking about! Where's Bonnie?!

Marshall: Isaac -- as I told you, Iím -- I'm all alone. If you're looking for Bonnie, you just missed her a few seconds ago. I'm surprised you didn't pass her in the hallway.

Craig: I'm not your problem, Carly! I'm your answer.

Carly: Oh, for Peteís sake.

Craig: If you want to look at the source of your problems, look no further than Jack and this quiet little cage of a domestic life you're carving for yourself.

Carly: Stop it right there! Jack is off limits!

Craig: Carly, you used to run with the big dogs. Now you're sitting on the porch with muttley. Guy puts a ring on your finger, you lose the will to live?

Carly: You don't know the first thing about us.

Craig: I know Jack. I know you. You used to never let anybody run your life. You never let anything get in your way.

Carly: Nothing's changed.

Craig: I'm telling you the world is out there waiting. I tell you to name your price. And you're terrified!

Carly: No, I'm furious! I'm furious that you refuse to take no for an answer, Craig. I have obligations! I have commitments!

Craig: I am offering you the world, and you would rather stay committed to a footnote like Fashions?

Carly: I will turn that company around -- [Craig laughs] -- in one season. And the world will beat a path to my door! Just you wait.

Craig: It is a store in a mall in the middle of nowhere! And your market is sequins and chiffons. Nothing you design is going to change that.

Carly: My answer was, is and shall always remain no!

Craig: There are only two reasons you would turn down my offer.

Carly: Oh, really? Only two, huh?

Craig: Oh, yes. Oh, really. Either you're afraid you can't cut it, or you're afraid of me.

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