ATWT Transcript Wednesday 9/18/02


As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 9/18/02

By Suzanne
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Molly: Mike, are we ever gonna make love?

Mike: You want to make love? Sure. I mean, there's a lot of people around, it could cause some problems for you socially, but yeah, I think we can do that.

Molly: Okay, okay. So I was a little less than discreet. What - what I'm trying to say is - is that you don't need to be --

Mike: Yeah?

Molly: You don't need to be a gentleman. I'm serious. I'm not some flower that needs to be sheltered from the elements. You don't have to protect me.

Mike: If there's anybody that I'm protecting, Molly, it's me.

Abigail: But look at him. He's -- he's sick. He shouldn't have to wait to see a doctor.

Nurse: Are you the boy's mother?

Abigail: No. I work here at the hospital. I'm interning at the Child Care Center. He's one of the kids I look after.

Nurse: What happened?

Abigail: I don't know. He was fine when his mom dropped him off. Then all of a sudden, everything changed out of nowhere.

Nurse: We're really busy, but as soon as a doctor is available, I'm sure that we can get you-

Chris: A doctor is available.

Abigail: Chris! Oh, I'm so glad you're around.

Nurse: Room three is available, Doctor.

Abigail: Oh, Chris.

Chris: So what's the problem?

Abigail: Well, I don't know. Um, we were building a pretend fort, and then he said that his stomach hurt, and he started throwing up, and now he's really hot.

Chris: Yeah, he's running a little fever. I'll take his temperature.

Abigail: Oh, great. I called his mom, and she was like, "oh, no, not again. Take him to the emergency room."

Chris: Hey, little buddy, you got a name?

Abigail: His name's Joey. It's Joey Lang. I think he got a little nervous when I said we had to come to the emergency room.

Chris: Hi, Joey. We're gonna take really good care of you here, and we're gonna have fun while we do it, too. How's that?

Alison: You crashed the bike? Where did you go anyway? You were supposed to meet me here.

Aaron: Can't you see that Lucy's hurt?

Lucy: Ow!

Alison: Well, what do you want me to do?

Aaron: I don't know. Go grab that blanket over there. Put it over there, please. Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick.

Alison: So -- so what happened?

Aaron: I already told you, we got in a bike accident.

Alison: I -- I thought you were supposed to be like "Aaron Snyder, ace biker" or something. Don't have a conniption. It's not like she broke anything.

Aaron: How would you know?

Lucy: My leg really hurts.

Aaron: Hold on, Lucy. Hold on, hold on.

Lucy: Oh!

Aaron: We should take you to the doctor's.

Lucy: No.

Aaron: Lucy, you're -- you're hurt.

Lucy: I'm serious, Aaron. Don't take me anywhere. I cannot go to the hospital.

Jack: Hey there.

[Door closes] was that Lisa I saw tearing down the drive? She didn't wave or slow down or anything.

Carly: I guess she said all about all she has to say.

Jack: Carly, what happened?

Carly: She dumped me.

Jack: She dumped you? But I thought you two were getting along fine.

Carly: Yeah, so did I, but apparently not. Apparently not any more. She just informed me that she would not be backing my line. Do you have any idea what this means, Jack?

Jack: Did she give you a reason?

Carly: Would you, um - would you mind just watching Parker for me while I go --

Jack: Hey, wait a minute. You're not going anywhere till you tell me what screwed things up for you two.

Carly: Craig. Craig screwed things up, Jack, as usual.

Jack: What did he do now?

Carly: He offered me a job as B.R.O.'s chief designer.

Jack: That's Barbara's company.

Carly: No, no, no. Used to be, not any more. My lovely sister purchased it and gave it to Craig, who is now trying to use it to destroy my life.

Rosanna: You offered Carly a job at B.R.O.?

Craig: That's right.

Rosanna: You did this after meeting what, one, two of the designers I lined up?

Craig: I knew the designer I wanted.

Rosanna: What planet are you from if you think that this would possibly be acceptable?

Craig: You told me I could run B.R.O. the way I wanted.

Rosanna: I didn't think I had to walk around with a sign that said, "oh, by the way, don't hire Carly."

Craig: It's just a job. Why are you getting so upset?

Rosanna: Don't, don't. Don't give me that. Don't give me that innocent, "it's just a job." I'm not gonna let you walk all over me.

Craig: I am not. I'm trying to do right by the company you entrusted to me.

[Rosanna sighs]

Rosanna: I know exactly what you're doing, and I will be strung up by my thumbs before I let another man I care about make a fool of me with Carly.

Craig: Rosanna --

Kristin: Is Joey in here?

Abigail: Oh, he's right here, Ms. Lang.

Joey: Mommy!

Kristin: Thanks so much for taking care of him. I got here as soon as I could. He was fine earlier -- just fine.

Chris: Hi. I'm Dr. Hughes.

Kristin: I'm Kristin Lang.

Chris: Joey's a little dehydrated and he's running a fever. I was looking at his chart, and he's been admitted a number of times with the same symptoms?

Kristin: Yeah. Poor little guy. He's had just about every test in the world, and no one can figure out what causes it.

Chris: The onset is always sudden like this?

Kristin: Yeah. But it's happened so much, I feel like I should have seen he was getting sick again. I should have stayed home with him.

Susan: There's a pediatric in here?

Chris: Yes. Joey Lang. This is his mother, Kristin, and Abigail Williams. This is Dr. Stewart.

Abigail: Yes, hi. Nice to see you again. I was working in the Child Care Center where Joey was when he got sick.

Susan: Oh, okay. Ms. Lang, I'd like to examine Joey, if you don't mind?

Kristin: Are you going to have to admit him?

Susan: I'll know better after I take a look. Thank you. Abigail? Could you take Kristin out in the hallway for a second?

Kristin: He won't want me to go.

Chris: Hey, Joey -- you heard my heart. You wanna look in my ears now?

[Joey giggles]

Kristin: Wow. Mommy will be right out in the hall, okay? I can't believe this. He's been so much better lately.

Abigail: Oh, don't worry. He's gonna be taken care of. Chris is a good friend of mine, and he's the best.

Susan: Your belly looks a-okay. What do you think about that? He didn't have a history of this. I'd say this was a self-limiting virus. I'll mark a mark on the chart and tell his mom to keep an eye on him.

[Chris sighs]

Chris: I don't think we should send him home like this. Couldn't we admit him? You know, build him up with iv fluids until his appetite comes back and his electrolyte balance is normal?

Susan: I recognize that glint.

Chris: What are you talking about?

Susan: You want to be the guy who cures this kid, right?

Chris: Hey, I'm just doing my job.

Molly: Do you feel like you need to protect yourself from me? Wow. I thought of a lot of reasons why we hadn't gotten closer, but somehow that didn't make the list.

Mike: Look, I ran into Rosanna Cabot a little while ago.

Molly: Did I miss something here? What, does Rosanna have anything to do with us?

Mike: Well, you know, I thought that maybe she had pulled the same stunt like she did with that gig in Venezuela -- you know, setting it up so I'd get the contract?

Molly: Right. But she didn't?

Mike: No, I guess not. But I did accuse her, and you should have seen the look on her face. She was truly hurt.

Molly: Yeah, I've seen Rosanna do hurt really well.

Mike: I know that you're not fond of her, but still, accusing her like that, seeing what it did to her, it just got me thinking. I wish I could say that Rosanna is the only woman that I've hurt, Molly, but -- sometimes it seems like I've managed to cause pain to every woman that I've cared about.

Molly: I can't believe that.

Mike: It's true. Ask Carly.

Molly: Carly's fine.

Mike: Carly's fine because she finally found the right guy for her.

Molly: Is that why you feel like you need to protect yourself? You won't make love to me, Mike, because you think that I might not be the right one for you?

Mike: Not the right one? Molly, if I'm not sleeping with you, it's because I'm afraid that you are.

Mike: You are the first person in a very, very long time that I've felt this serious about.

Molly: So why can't we --? What's the problem?

Mike: I want to. You have to know that. But we just need to be careful. I don't want to hurt you.

Molly: You mean you don't want to get hurt.

Mike: That too. Look, sex -- it's an incredible thing. But it's not that hard to come by.

Molly: I'll bet not. Not when you've got a face like yours and a body to go with it.

Mike: Thanks, but -- what I'm trying to say is that it's been a lot easier, at least for me anyway, to have a one-night stand than to find someone to connect to for the long haul. But the first moment I saw you, I thought, "wow. She could be the one."

Molly: You really thought that?

Mike: Yeah, but I had to face the fact that you were still in so much pain over losing your husband. I don't know. I just -- I don't want you to regret anything that we ever do, Molly. Ever.

Molly: Yeah, I don't want that either. Mike, I have to tell you something. I'm not the same person you first met in New York. I've learned a lot of things about myself. One, is that the pain of losing Jake is never gonna go away on some level. But the other is that I can't stop living. Right? I mean, I'm not supposed to just shrivel up and never take another step.

Mike: Right. But if we rush into an affair and all of a sudden you get these feelings that maybe we're moving too fast, I'll lose you.

Molly: You don't know that.

Mike: The possibility scares me to death.

Molly: Okay. So, what? We're supposed to just sit across from each other the rest of our lives, looking but not touching, because we might get hurt?

Mike: I'm trying to tell you how much I care about you.

Molly: I care about you, too.

Mike: If you were to use what you and I feel for each other to ease the pain of losing your husband --

Molly: Didn't we cover this ground already?

Mike: Yes. But we've never been so close to something this important before.

Molly: I -- I don't know what to say.

Mike: Don't say anything. Just come with me. There's someplace I want to show you.

Susan: Miss Lang, I'd like to admit Joey for observation and get him stabilized.

Kristin: If you're going to keep Joey, then I want to stay in the hospital with him tonight.

Chris: I'll take you both up to pediatrics, and I'll talk to one of the floor nurses about getting you a cot.

Abigail: Dr. Stewart, is Joey gonna be okay?

Susan: Probably.

Abigail: What's wrong with him?

Susan: It's hard to say. Cases like Joey's are always very frustrating.

Abigail: Chris was wonderful with him.

Susan: Yes, he was, wasn't he? He seems to be a natural in pediatrics. Now, if he can only just learn to deal with hospital bureaucracy --

Nurse: We have a motorcycle accident on the way in -- a 16-year-old girl.

Susan: I'll be ready.

Nurse: There's something else, Dr. Stewart. The person who called it in was your daughter.

Abigail: Alison?

Susan: What on earth has she gotten into now?

Carly: I can't believe this. You think that I should just give up?

Jack: Craig is running B.R.O., right? So if you're not working for him, you'll be in competing against him. Either way, it's Craig, Craig, Craig.

Carly: It's a small, small town.

Jack: Yes, and Craig is quicksand, Carly. The more you struggle and fight him, the deeper in you get.

Carly: What do you suggest I do for a career, Jack? Go back to slinging hash at Al's?

Jack: You know how much I believe in you, Carly. And last year in New York, everybody saw what you can do. There's more going on in the fashion world than Lisa Grimaldi and B.R.O.

Carly: No, you're right. And of course, Oakdale happens to be the hub of the rag trade, right? This is fashion central!

Jack: No, no, you will come up with an equally brilliant plan that doesn't involve working for or competing directly against Craig Montgomery.

Carly: I can't let Lisa think that I was gonna turn my back on her. Jack, I had to eat enough crow to get the deal going in the first place. How could I let Craig make me out to be some kind of turncoat?

Jack: It's early in the process, isn't it? You go and tell Lisa, cut your losses --

Carly: Jack, please. Will you look at this? This is a whole season of designs, Jack. I've rented the work space. I've rented the office space. I've ordered the fabric. Now if Lisa does not come through for me, if she does not give me the money that she said that she would, then I am up a creek!

Jack: I had no idea you'd gotten so far.

Carly: What do you -- what do you think I do all day, Jack? Darn socks? Now if I wait until tomorrow morning to talk to Lisa, then all of her friends will have convinced her to let me twist in the wind. They'll say, "what do you expect from a girl like her?"

Jack: Come on, Carly. People don't think of you like that any more.

Carly: I won't do it, Jack. I can't go back.

Jack: Go back to what?

Carly: To being a nobody. I won't do it. I won't do it for you. I won't do it for anybody.

Jack: Listen, Carly, you could never be a nobody. You're an intelligent, talented woman, and I love you with all of my heart. I just thought we were finally out from under Craig's web.

Carly: We are.

Jack: Well, not if the guy can just walk in here and change the landscape like this. Look at you. He's got you all primed and ready to storm out of here --

Carly: No, no, no. I'm not gonna go and see Craig. I may never say another word to that man as long as I live. I have to fight for this chance with Lisa. Don't you understand that?

Jack: Look, you do whatever you have to do. I will back you 100%.

Carly: Thank you. Thank you, Jack.

Rosanna: Would you let go of me?

Craig: No, I couldn't even if I tried. Could we have two vodka, neat down here please.

Bartender: Sure.

Rosanna: I don't want a drink.

Craig: You have to do something while you're listening.

Rosanna: Did I agree to listen? Is that what I said I'd do? Well, I must be insane -- because this Carly thing is not negotiable.

Craig: In business everything is negotiable.

Rosanna: This is not business. This is my life we're talking about here, a life that Carly tried to destroy once before. I'm not going to tout her in a position to do it again.

Craig: In a position to quadruple your bank account, isn't that the best revenge?

Rosanna: Don't you try to placate me. I am not Barbara Ryan.

Craig: I offered Carly this job because I believe she is the best. Thank you very much. She helped pull B.R.O. out of the fire last year, and she can deliver for us again.

Rosanna: So you would have me believe it's simply her work you're after.

Craig: That's the truth!

Rosanna: It has nothing to do with the fact that she is the one that got away? How stupid do you think I am?

Craig: I think you're one of the smartest women I've ever met. But do me the favor of not underestimating me, either. Yes, Carly got away -- she got completely away. Her heart belongs to Jack, and there's nothing I can do about it. But there's nothing I want to do about it! All I want is her talent. Think!

Rosanna: Carly on my payroll? The thought nauseates me.

Craig: Well, think about us lolling in the sun somewhere while she toils away to make us rich.

Rosanna: There are plenty of other designers who could toil while we loll, designers that you haven't had ongoing, public affairs with, designers who don't have a vested interest in making my life miserable.

Craig: You're going to the mat on this?

Rosanna: Yes. Let me put it simply. Either you withdraw your offer to Carly or I find somebody else to run B.R.O. Is that clear enough for you?

Aaron: It's mainly her leg -- it's all torn up.

Susan: Take her in there. It's okay, Lucy, I'll take care of you.

Alison: Hey! I didn't have anything to do with it. All I did was play ambulance.

Aaron: Abigail? What are you doing here?

Abigail: I'm waiting for Chris. He's an intern here. Is Lucy gonna be all right?

Aaron: I had her on the back of my bike. I was goofing off and I don't know -- we just slipped. Lucy fell off, and now her leg's a mess and it's because of me.

Abigail: Aaron, you got her here. That's the best you could have done. You did the right thing. I'm sure she's going to be fine.

Aaron: She's gonna have a scar --

Abigail: Do you know how many scars I have from being thrown from horses?

Aaron: Her legs were like -- they were perfect. Now every time she looks at them she's gonna think about me and all the bad stuff I've brought into her life.

Susan: Lucy, sweetie, did you lose consciousness after you fell?

Lucy: No. It wasn't that bad --

Susan: Experience any -- any disorientation, any double vision?

Lucy: No.

Susan: Do you have a headache?

Lucy: No. I'm really -- I'm fine.

Susan: You're very, very lucky. But that laceration on your leg is going to require sutures.

Lucy: Okay --

Susan: Which means that we're going to have to notify your father.

Lucy: My father? Why?

Susan: Because you're underage. We have to get a parent's permission before we can go ahead and treat you.

Lucy: You can't. My father isn't okay with me seeing Aaron in the first place. When he hears about this, he's gonna go crazy.

Susan: Honey, I'm really sorry. But you need stitches and I just don't really have a choice.

Craig: Rosanna, I don't do very well with ultimatums.

Rosanna: Do you think I bought B.R.O. as a new plaything for you? I bought it because I thought it would be fun and exciting to work alongside you and put that company back together.

Craig: That's exactly what I want to do. First, by building on last year's success.

Rosanna: No, that's not true. I know what you want -- you want to control Carly. And I'm not going to watch from the sidelines while you use my latest company as your excuse to try.

Craig: Rosanna, listen --

Rosanna: No, you listen to me. There are people in everyone's life who have to be left behind. Isn't that what I did with Mike Kasnoff?

Craig: Have I ever made any limitations on who you could or could not have dealings with.

Rosanna: The point is I dropped Mike so I could have a chance at a future with you. If you insist on hiring Carly -- you and I have no future.

[Phone rings]

Craig: Yes? Yes. What? I'll be right there. But I want the best plastic surgeon we can find. No crackers working on my daughter.

Rosanna: What's the matter? What happened to Lucy?

Craig: She's been in an accident --

Rosanna: Oh, my God. Is she all right?

Craig: Yeah, I have to go to the hospital.

Rosanna: Let me go with you.

Craig: No, I'd rather you didn't.

Carly: Hi, I'm looking for Lisa.

Bartender: She stepped out for a while.

Carly: Do you have any idea where she went? I've already been to her penthouse, and she isn't there. And this is really -- it's important.

Bartender: Sorry, wish I could help you.

Rosanna: Hello, Carly.

Carly: Hello, Rosanna. Another person I need to see. You can give your smarmy boyfriend a message from me. Okay, you can tell him he can hound me from now 'til doomsday, but I still wouldn't consider taking his lousy job.

Rosanna: That's terribly convenient, because the offer is off the table.

Carly: I hope you bought B.R.O. with disposable income, because after what he's done? I'm making it my mission to wipe that company out.

Lisa: Oh, and just exactly how are you planning to do that?

Carly: Do you think that we could talk in private?

Lisa: We have nothing more to discuss.

Carly: Yes, Lisa, we do. Craig lied to you. I never said I wanted out of our contract. He made the whole thing up. Look, Rosanna here, owns B.R.O. and she wouldn't let Craig hire me to clean the bathrooms.

Rosanna: Oh, the bathrooms, yes, maybe. But certainly not to design clothes. In fact, I just told Craig just exactly that.

Lisa: If you two think that you -- whatever you say is going to make Craig change his mind whatever he wants to do, then you're both more naive than you look.

Carly: Well, we may but you're not. So please don't fall for any of his tricks.

Lisa: Don't worry, I'm not falling for anything. In fact, I think this little ruse of Craig's have kept me from getting further involved in -- something that was doomed from the very start.

Carly: Lisa, I've already designed the entire line. I've made commitments. I have cutters and pattern makers and wholesalers waiting for my go-ahead.

Lisa: I know, I know. I will help you -- I will help you with the contractors -- but after that, that's all I can do.

Carly: Lisa, please --

Lisa: I'm sorry, Carly, I can't do any more. And I'm very sorry that you've gotten into yet another mess with Craig, but I'll -- I'll help you with the reimbursements but -- nothing else.

Carly: Forget it. I don't need your help and I don't need your pity. As usual, I will handle this myself.

Rosanna: Lisa, you don't really think Craig is that destructive, do you?

Lisa: Oh, honey, don't do this to yourself.

Rosanna: What? Do what?

Lisa: Don't try to fool yourself into thinking, "maybe, I'm the one woman in the world who can change this man." Because you don't have what it takes to be able to survive whatever a man like Craig can do to you. In fact, I don't think there are many women in the world who can handle a snake like Craig.

Rosanna: Well, Carly's certainly out of the picture, Craig knows that.

Lisa: Carly's never more than a stone's throw from Craig's life -- ever. And the sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be before he leaves you in ruins too.

Aaron: I wish they'd tell us something about Lucy!

Alison: I'm sure she's fine. Doctors just hem and haw and sigh and make everyone wait, so it seems like they're doing a lot. What? I should know -- I've watched my mom in action.

Abigail: Aaron, I'm gonna go check on that little boy I was taking care of earlier. Are you gonna be okay?

Aaron: Not if I don't hear about Lucy soon.

Alison: Don't worry. I'll stay and wait with him.

Abigail: Okay.

Alison: Aaron?

Aaron: What?

Alison: I really have to talk to you about something.

Aaron: Can't it wait?

Alison: No, Aaron, it can't! Have you even noticed this loser get-up I have on?

Aaron: You want to talk to me about some fashion emergency?

Alison: This isn't fashion. It's my new school uniform.

Aaron: So? Why do you have it on? And why are we even talking about this right now?

Alison: Because I wanted you to see what my life will be like if they ship me off to that boarding school.

Aaron: You know, Alison, your timing couldn't be any better?

Alison: You think this is drama? This is fate. My fate -- like the day after tomorrow -- if you don't do something.

Aaron: Can't we deal with this after we find out how Lucy is?

Alison: It may be too late.

Aaron: Your mom's right here. I mean after she fixes Lucy up, can't you talk to her about it.

Alison: You wanna know what happened last time I tried to talk my mom out of this? She threatened me with family court! This is serious. Just as serious as a few little cuts on Lucy's precious leg.

Aaron: How did Lucy's accident get to be all about you?

Alison: If you recall, the only reason you were able to go joyriding with Lucy today is because I got you enough dirt for Rosanna Cabot and Lucy's dad to back off.

Aaron: What do you want me to do?

Alison: I want you to make my mom understand that the only reason Rosanna is pushing this boarding school idea is because she wants to get rid of me.

Aaron: You haven't told your mother what Rosanna did?

Alison: Aaron, I promised you I wouldn't say anything. I wouldn't just blow you out of the water to make points with my mom.

Aaron: Wow, I can't believe you didn't tell your mom. Alison, I don't know what to say.

Alison: I told you I wanted to be a good friend.

Aaron: You proved it. You really did.

Alison: I was just trying to do the right thing.

Aaron: Well, look, I'm not gonna let you get stuck like this. We're gonna figure something out.

Alison: How?

Aaron: I don't know. I'll talk to Rosanna or something.

Alison: When? What are you gonna say?

Craig: Where's Lucy?

Aaron: She's over there. Dr. Stewart told me to tell you to wait when you got here.

Nurse: Mr. Montgomery?

Craig: Yes.

Nurse: Please, have a seat. Dr. Stewart will be right with you.

Craig: Okay. What happened?

Aaron: It's my fault, Mr. Montgomery.

Molly: Is your hand okay? I can't believe you just smashed that glass.

Mike: I really didn't have a choice. You know, knocking in doors kind of hurts the shoulder.

Molly: Wise guy.

Mike: Anyway, I'll clean it up tomorrow morning. Right after I call Lucinda and tell her I want to rent the place.

Molly: You're going to live here? When did you decide that?

Mike: About halfway up the drive.

Molly: Mike, this place is adorable. You know what it is, don't you?

Mike: It's a cottage that's not going to be around very long unless I hurry up and put down a deposit.

Molly: It's a love nest -- the perfect place for two people to fall in love.

Mike: You really think you can do that? You think you can love someone else besides Jake?

Molly: At first, I didn't think so. You saw what a wreck I was.

Mike: A beautiful wreck. Every day I see you, I realize how lucky I was I walked into that bar.

Molly: Timing's everything, right? Jake and I had that. He came into my life when I was at the lowest point. I had just lost everything in the world that mattered to me. And he got it because he was going through his own grief. But he helped me put my life back together, and I helped him. And somewhere in the middle -- we learned to love each other.

Mike: That's the way it should be.

Molly: And after he died, I just couldn't believe that life could be so cruel. How could it show me such intense, unmatchable happiness -- then snatch it away all in a second like that. You know what I thought? I thought maybe -- maybe I was too happy. Maybe I'd tempted fate somehow. Then I saw your face -- and I realized that my life was not over. Do you know what Jake taught me?

Mike: Yeah, I think I do. I think he taught you what real love and happiness is.

Molly: And do you know why I think he taught me that? So, I'd recognize it if I ever saw it again. And I do. Right here, in you.

Mike: For somebody who didn't know what to say -- you sure found the right words.

Mike: What I said before is still true -- that I never want to hurt you.

Molly: You won't.

[Door closing]

Jack: You find Lisa?

Carly: Yeah. I found her, all right.

Jack: Couldn't change her mind?

Carly: And it gets worse. Rosanna was at Java underground, too. And she delighted in telling me that the offer from B.R.O. was no longer on the table. Not that I even wanted to work for her stupid boyfriend in that stupid company she offered to him on a stupid silver platter.

Jack: Maybe it's for the best.

Carly: Excuse me? I have absolutely nowhere to turn in this entire unbelievable mess, and you're telling me that "maybe it's for the best"? Where'd you get that, Jack? The acme book of platitudes? I'm sorry.

Jack: Just take a look at this. I've been figuring out exactly what it would take to move us to New York.

Carly: New York? Jack, I can't do that. I can't uproot my son. I can't walk away from my entire life.

Jack: You can't walk away from your dreams either, Carly. Besides, you love New York. You said you've always wanted to work there.

Carly: It's all about timing, Jack. How can I leave now?

Jack: It's easy. You just pack up a few things, find a great school for Parker and go. I've got plenty of contacts at the NYPD.

Carly: You are so sweet. I love you for that. But I'm not going anywhere.

Jack: Why not?

Carly: Because walking away would be like admitting defeat. And there is no way I will be defeated by Craig Montgomery.

Aaron: The bike got away from me and that's when Lucy fell off.

Craig: She's going to need stitches.

Aaron: I was afraid of that.

Aaron: Mr. Montgomery -- I just want you tell you -- I'm so sorry about this. I know you didn't want Lucy on the bike in the first place.

Craig: Yes, well, hard to follow rules when you're having fun, isn't it?

Aaron: Yeah, I guess so. You're not gonna bawl me out? Or anything or yell?

Craig: I know my daughter. These days, rules are just an inconvenience. She probably wanted to take the bike out herself.

Aaron: No, no. Don't blame her. Mr. Montgomery, it's not her fault.

Craig: We're lucky it isn't worse. Dr. Stewart, how is she?

Susan: Oh, the plastic surgeon did a beautiful job. She probably won't even have much of a scar.

Aaron: Does it hurt?

Susan: She'll be in pain for a day or two, but after she heals, she should be good as new.

Aaron: Oh, great. Can I see her? After he sees her.

Susan: Of course.

Craig: No, she's okay, Aaron, you go ahead. I want to call her mother and make sure she knows she's okay.

Aaron: I was so scared.

Lucy: They called my father.

Aaron: I know. He's outside. He's talking to your mother right now.

Lucy: Oh, no, you'd better leave! He's gonna come in here and he's --

Aaron: No, no. He won't. I already talked to him. I already talked to him.

Lucy: You did?

Aaron: Yeah. He's actually being really cool about it. I mean, he's worried about you and everything, but he said he understood how this could happened.

Lucy: My father said he understood?

Aaron: Yeah. He's being really low-key about it. I guess we dodged a bullet this time?

Craig: Holden, it's Craig. I'm sorry you're not there. I want to talk to you in person about your son.

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