As The World Turns Transcript Thursday 10/3/02
Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Ebele
Carly: Oh, you're here. Perfect!
Mike: I got a couple minutes before I have to meet with the union reps, so what's going on? Is everybody all right?
Carly: Oh yeah -- yeah, Parker's at school, and Jack went to work a little early, which is good. It's very good, because I don't want him to know about this yet.
Mike: Know about what? All right, you're making me a little nervous. What do you want from me?
Carly: Your body.
Jack: Thought I might find you here. Want some help?
Hal: The more the merrier, Jack.
Jack: How's Will?
Hal: Ben Harris did a procedure last night that's supposed to relieve the pressure on his brain, but he's still unconscious.
Jack: Things like this, they take time.
Hal: That's what Ben says.
Jack: Will's a tough kid, like his dad. He'll pull through. So, I hear you're heading the investigation of the fire?
Hal: Yup, you heard right.
Jack: You think that's a wise idea, Hal? You being so close to the case and all?
Hal: My kid's lying in a hospital bed, Jack. I don't know if I'll ever see him open his eyes again, if I'll ever hear his voice again. Whatever happens, I'm gonna make damn sure that I'm the one who finds out who did this.
Julie: My son the hero! Have I told you how proud I am of you?
Aaron: Yeah, about a half-million times. I keep telling you guys, it was nothing.
Julie: It was nothing -- nothing! No, he saves the lives of two kids, and it's nothing. That's about as awesome as it gets.
Aaron: I wasn't thinking, mom. Now, how many times did you tell me that was my problem, that I would just do something without giving it any thought. And now everything's changed?
Caleb: You've changed, Aaron. You acted like an adult, you proved that we have to treat you like an adult. That's why we're letting you stay here.
Julie: So, what are your plans now, hero?
Julie: Well, you know. Part of being an adult is making plans.
Caleb: You gotta take the good with the bad.
Aaron: Well, I guess I'll have to go see who's hiring, get a job, start saving up for a new motorcycle.
Caleb: Aaron, I think you should forget about any motorcycle. Last thing you need is a new bike.
Aaron: Didn't you guys just finish telling me you were going to start treating me like an adult?
Caleb: Yeah, Aaron, you don't need a new bike, because you've already got one.
Aaron: No way! I don't believe this! It's mine?
Holden: It's all yours.
Caleb: It's all yours, and you deserve it.
Simon: Hey, glad you could make it.
Paul: All right, sorry I'm late. I was up all night waiting for Will to get out of surgery.
Simon: How's he doing?
Paul: No change yet, but he's stable. I have to go back in an hour or so. And sorry I haven't checked the surveillance tapes, but that's next on my agenda. So who's ready to see what Marshall was up to last night?
Simon: Look, mate, don't be getting out the popcorn just yet. You're gonna get some bad news.
Paul: Don't tell me I --
Simon: Marshall's on to us. He found the listening device in his room.
Paul: All right, what about the video camera in the apartment -- how about that?
Henry: It's still in place but it's not gonna do us any good.
Henry: No, listen. Bonnie told us to call the whole thing off.
Paul: Oh, Bonnie told us to --
Paul: You know what? Forget it. We come this far just to quit? No way, guys. I say we keep everything the way it is until we find something we can use against him. The election's today, gentlemen. The time is now -- it's now or never. If we don't find anything against Travers right now, he becomes District Attorney, and James Steinbeck is pulling all the strings.
Bonnie: Okay. Okay, everything looks great. I just hope it's to be a victory party and not a funeral.
Lisa: Oh, there's no way in the world that the good people of Oakdale would vote for that opportunist Marshall Travers. Please, it's not gonna happen.
Bonnie: Have you voted?
Ben: Indeed I have. As a matter of fact, I voted for the winner. Speaking of winners, where is Madame D.A.? She's not in her office.
Bonnie: Oh, I don't know where she is.
Ben: Ah, must've been burning that midnight oil. I tried calling her last night after I finished Will's surgery, left messages everywhere, and didn't get back to me. So she dragged in pretty late, huh?
Bonnie: What are you talking about, Ben? I thought she was with you.
Ben: No -- are you saying that Jessica never came home last night?
Jessica: Marshall, wake up!
Marshall: What time is it?
Jessica: It's morning. I don't believe this.
Marshall: Jess, take it easy.
Jessica: This is insane! How could I let this happen?
Marshall: Look, no one's gonna know that you spent election eve in your opponent's arms.
Jessica: When they said "politics make strange bedfellows," this is not what they meant.
Marshall: Jessica --
Marshall: Stop. Look, we don't need to apologize for anything. What happened here in this room is between us, and only us.
Marshall: What are you doing?
Jessica: I got to get out of here, get back to my life, if I still have one left. How did I let this happen?
Marshall: What's the problem?
Jessica: Four messages from Ben and an election to win, and I spent all night with you. That's the problem. I can't wait until I've won this thing, and we can shake hands and say good-bye.
Marshall: Is that what you really want, for me to go away?
Jessica: Yeah, yeah, yeah -- that's what I want, I really do.
Marshall: Right when I was finding a reason to stay, huh? What a shame. We're gonna have to work on that.
Jessica: Marshall, look. Let's just get something straight, okay? I have a life. I love my life and I don't want it to change. Now, if I could, I would go back and erase everything that's happened. I was happy with Ben, and I love being the D.A., and I have every reason to believe that will continue.
Marshall: Then along came me.
Jessica: Yeah, yeah -- and then you came along, and, I don't know, one day you looked at me, and something in your eyes -- the temperature in the room went up 50 degrees.
Marshall: Is there something so wrong about that?
Jessica: Yeah! I don't like feeling like I have some kind of illness, some kind of fever that makes me delirious, and I can't think straight.
Marshall: You know, they say love is like a fever, and sometimes the best way to deal with a fever is to let it run its course.
Jessica: What happened here with us had nothing to do with love.
Marshall: Well, if that's how you make love when it isn't about love, Ben Harris must be a fortunate man.
Jessica: Don't do that, okay? Just don't do that.
Marshall: Look, Jessica. Don't forget I was willing to concede the election last night to protect you from scandal. Now, what we have may not be about love, but I care about what happens to you. I wish you luck today.
Jessica: You have done everything in your power to undermine me, and now you have the nerve to wish me luck? You know, it's all about winning to you, Marshall -- this election. Me, what am I some kind of trophy, some kind of notch on your belt? You want to win so badly, you would sell your soul. Or maybe you did that already, a long time ago.
Mike: You want my body, hmm? It's funny. You ready to donate me to science already?
Carly: Let me rephrase. I need your body for design purposes only.
Mike: Oh -- well, in that case, use me, baby.
Mike: Clue me in, what do you want?
Carly: Well, I might be going out on a limb here, but I want the designs for my wedding to be high romance. Classic, fairy tale perfection, you know? So be a pal, and try these on for me.
Carly: Yeah, and then -- and give me your opinion. Your honest opinion, because if you hate them, then chances are the groom will, too.
Mike: Okay, usually when someone has me do favors for them, they want me to check in under the hood, or go over construction plans, but I don't know about modeling.
Carly: Oh, come on. I won't give your secret away to The Intruder.
Mike: I guess I should be flattered you think I'm man enough.
Carly: Just shut up and get naked, boy.
Mike: Oh, you want me to get naked?
Carly: Uh-huh. That's good.
Mike: You like that? Where's my dollar bills? Huh?
Carly: That's good.
Mike: Like that? There you go.
Abigail: Lieutenant Munson?
Hal: Abigail, what are you doing here?
Jack: You realize this is a crime scene now.
Abigail: Yeah, I was just worried about the -- about the horses.
Jack: They were in the pasture when the fire started. They're fine.
Abigail: That's a relief. So, did you figure out who started it?
Hal: What makes you think somebody set it?
Abigail: I overheard the Fire marshal the night of the fire.
Hal: I see. So, if you were here the night of the fire, you already knew the horses were fine. What's going on, Abigail? Do you know something about this?
Aaron: I can't believe you guys did this.
Julie: Well, it's from all of us -- your Oakdale family and your Seattle family.
Caleb: It's a belated gift for acing your GED.
Holden: And for your courage under fire -- literally. You know, Luke -- you're his new hero.
Caleb: Now, we're giving you the motorcycle as a sign of our respect for you, but you have to keep earning that respect. That means no --
Aaron: No fooling around, no stunts, no wheelies, helmet's a must.
Holden: And I would keep Lucy off the back of it, if I were you.
Aaron: Trust me. Her dad's finally calmed down. I'm not gonna blow this one.
Caleb: Well, if we're gonna make our plane, I think we better get going.
Julie: Oh, promise me -- promise your momma you're gonna come see us real soon, okay?
Caleb: We've got a world of faith in you, Aaron. Maybe you could have a little bit in us, huh?
Aaron: I will. And I promise I won't be a stranger.
Julie: It's just that we miss you so much. Well, but nothing makes me happier than seeing you so happy, and that's all we ever really wanted.
Holden: I'll wait for you guys out in the car, okay? Keep an ear out for Lily.
Aaron: You can trust me.
Holden: I know.
Aaron: Well, safe trip. I love you guys.
Caleb: Take care of yourself, Aaron. We love you.
Julie: Let's go before I really start crying. Miss you, and I love you.
Caleb: You did good, Aaron. Keep it up, all right? We're both proud of you. Very proud.
Abigail: This farm is my grandmother's life. My father grew up here, he fell in love here. I keep my horse here, my brother almost died here. Why wouldn't I care about what happened?
Hal: You'll have to forgive me. I didn't get much sleep. I'm a little on edge.
Abigail: Oh, I'm sorry. I understand. How is Will? Is he okay?
Hal: Just keep him in your prayers, all right?
Abigail: Yeah, sorry.
Jack: We'll let you know as soon as we get anything concrete. But since this is a crime scene --
Abigail: And I'm standing smack dab in the middle of it. I get the hint.
Hal: Abigail, before you go -- you know this property, the people who work here, who do business here, people who might come to visit from time to time?
Abigail: I guess.
Hal: Well then, maybe you can help us. Can you think of a reason why anybody would want to burn this place down?
Aaron: Think about it, Abby. I stay out all night with his car. I get in a fight at the Old Mill.
I get Lucy in a bike accident. I mean, to make up for that, I'd have to defuse a bomb, or
pull some baby off a railroad track. You know, Aaron Snyder, the hero.
Hal: Abigail? Is there something you want to tell us?
Simon: All right, we need to get into Travers' room, remove the camera smoke detector, replace it with a real one. Get all the recording equipment out of the closet and get the hell out of there before we get caught.
Henry: Let's go.
Simon: All right.
Katie: Hey there -- I figured I might find you here.
Simon: What are you doing here? You're supposed to be home in bed.
Katie: I know, but being alone is so boring, and I just -- I'm so sick of this bed rest, so I figured --
Simon: No, no, no -- honey, honey, you figured wrong. You just had major surgery. Go home.
Katie: I know, but I'm bored to tears. Bored, bored, bored!
Henry: You are recuperating. That's why you're so bored. You're supposed to be bored.
Katie: I know, but it's not fair. You guys are out here in the world, working on this exciting, adventurous job, and I just am stuck in bed, growing a liver.
Simon: Go home and grow some patience, okay? Honey, you need rest now. Go. Get out -
Katie: I need a life, and I want to be part of what you guys are working on. Now, what's next on our agenda?
Bonnie: Oh, there she is. Mom, are you all right?
Jessica: Morning. I'm fine, sweetheart. How are you?
Ben: Hey, Jess, I've been trying to reach you all night.
Jessica: Oh, I'm sorry -- I didn't get your messages. I was at the office till the wee hours of the morning and fell asleep at my desk. This election has me so exhausted and distracted -- I certainly didn't mean to worry anybody.
Bonnie: Well, of course we were worried. Every single scenario went through my head. I wouldn't put it past Marshall Travers to have you kidnapped, or a hit put on you just to win this thing by default.
Jessica: Even Marshall Travers wouldn't stoop that low.
Isaac: Since when?
Jessica: He wasn't doing the spying.
Bonnie: Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. I've put a halt to that particular operation.
Jessica: Good, I'm glad to hear it.
Bonnie: Mom, we were just trying to help.
Jessica: I know, sweetheart, but next time, try doing something legal?
Ben: So, you wanna grab a little something to eat before you have to face your constituents? Gonna be a long day.
Isaac: So, she doesn't know anything about the camera in Marshall's secret hideaway, huh?
Bonnie: And she never will. She's already so angry about that listening device thing. If she found out we were tailing him and putting video on him too --
Isaac: You better get a hold of Simon and Paul, make sure they've shut that thing down.
Bonnie: Yeah. Cover for me? Be right back.
Ben: Ready to tell me what really happened last night?
Paul: Two wine glasses? Okay. Okay, now this is what I want to see. Just who were you entertaining last night, Travers?
Katie: No one's going to jail, Henry. We need to learn to expect idle threats if we're gonna be involved in this kind of operation. Next time, we just need to cover our tracks better.
Simon: Wait, sh -- what, next time? We? What?
Katie: Well, what else is there to do but learn from our mistakes?
Simon: Where are you going with this? Oh, yeah, right, yeah, as if I don't know.
Katie: Well, all this recuperating has given me time to think. And between all of the talk shows and soap operas and that guy who talks to dead people, I had an epiphany.
Henry: That's a 3-dollar word. I didn't know you knew that one, Katie! Aw.
Katie: We need to start a business. "Frasier and Frasier, private investigators." What do you think?
Simon: You know what? I kinda like it.
Katie: I knew you would! See, we can work with the Police, we can work with Tom, we'll have private clients. This is exactly what this town needs. This is exactly what we need. We are gonna be the two best investigators ever!
Henry: Two? Wait a -- hello, what about me?
Katie: Well, you know what they say -- three's a crowd, Henry.
Simon: Welcome aboard, Henry.
Ben: Yeah. Called your cell phone last night. No answer. So I tried your office. I lost count of how many times. In fact, I'm kinda surprised the phone didn't wake you, since you were sleeping at your desk.
Jessica: So what, you checking up on me now, Ben? It's not like you.
Ben: Well, it's not like you to sleep through phone calls. Unless you weren't there.
Jessica: You know, you're right. I wasn't in the office the whole night. I wanted to clear my head, so I went over to Al's diner to get a cup of tea. Thought it might calm me down.
Ben: Ah, so did it? Calm you down?
Jessica: No, I can't say that it did.
Lisa: Us, Jess, honey? May I borrow her for a minute? We've got to go over this list one final time for tonight.
Jessica: Oh, sure, sure, sure. I need to take care of this. We okay?
Ben: I'm okay.
Ben: You, I'm not so sure about.
Mike: Are you ready?
Carly: Yeah, whenever you are!
Mike: What do you think?
Carly: Well, what do you think? Your honest male opinion. It's your wedding day, how do you feel?
Mike: Honestly? I feel like one of those stuffed chickens with their frilly white bootie things stuck on the drumsticks.
Carly: Oh no, that bad?
Mike: Yeah. I mean, it's not as bad as option number three, and it's certainly less splashy than option number four. It's got that going for it. Seriously, I don't know Jack all that well, but I have a feeling he's gonna be pretty uncomfortable, even in that garden-variety tuxedo.
Carly: You think? Well, I was just trying to do something really special for him, to show him how much I love him, you know?
Mike: Carly, the guy's crazy about you.
Carly: Yeah, well, that was before I made him a completely different kind of crazy. It's true! I've blown it completely, and if I don't find a way to prove to Jack how much I love him and only him, forever and ever, I will lose him.
Hal: Abigail, if you have any information about who started this fire --
Abigail: Nothing comes to mind, but I'll think about it and let you know.
Jack: Anything you can tell us, Abigail, I promise you we'll keep in the strictest confidence.
Abigail: Do you guys think you'll catch the guy?
Hal: Oh, we'll catch him. I've only got two things on my mind right now. One is that Will opens his eyes, and the other is that I catch the degenerate who did this. We'll catch him.
[Cell phone rings]
Abigail: Hi, Aaron -- it's me.
Aaron: Hey, Abby! Good news -- you're not gonna believe this. I'm staying in Oakdale.
Abigail: Wow. That's amazing. It's just what you hoped for.
Aaron: Yep. Looks like things are finally going my way. Just bites that it had to take a fire to make it all happen.
Abigail: Are you busy right now?
Aaron: Free as a bird -- what's up?
Abigail: I really want to see you.
Aaron: About what?
Abigail: I really need you to prove me wrong.
Mike: I lost a button -- you got a needle and thread around here or something?
Carly: Yeah -- you're asking a fashion designer if she's got a needle and thread? Sit down.
Mike: I can do it.
Carly: I can do it better. Sit down.
Mike: All right. Now, where were we?
Carly: Well, you told me to try to come up with a way to show Jack how I know how lucky I am to have him in my life. And I tried that, I really did.
Mike: Yeah, how'd it go?
Carly: Not good. I even told him about the clause in Craig's contract that forbids him any -- close encounters of the physical kind. And still, he didn't trust it.
Mike: What'd he say?
Carly: He gave me a contract of my very own. He said that if I step out of line with Craig in any way, then there will be no discussion at all. I should just vanish from his life altogether.
Mike: Well, I guess your job is to keep trying, Carly. You know, I mean, you need to find a way to let him know that the life that he sees himself living with you, that it really can happen, and that that's what you want, too. And there's no room for Craig Montgomery in that life.
Carly: Huh. You know, for a guy who plays with power tools and knocks down buildings for a living, you're pretty sensitive, aren't you?
Mike: That's our little secret, all right? Don't tell anybody.
Carly: Hmm. Do you ever wonder what our lives would have been like if Nora lived?
Mike: I do. I know we weren't exactly, you know, everyone's idea of a perfect couple, but I think that we would have made some kind of family for our baby. Makes you wonder what that might've meant for us, huh?
Carly: Makes you wonder. Wow, but, hey -- look at us now, you know! You've got Molly, and I've got Jack, and everything's come together.
Mike: Thank you. Yeah, I guess I've just realized that you just need to rise above the past, move on, you know? Just like you're doing with Jack, starting a family, starting fresh.
Carly: Yeah, starting fresh.
Mike: Yeah. All right, just keep finding ways to let him know that that's what you want -- a family with him, all right? And that nothing else matters.
Carly: You're right. You are exactly right, Mike. And I will. I'm gonna keep trying. Thanks.
Mike: Well, I hope I helped.
Mike: Well, see you later.
Mike: Thank you.
Carly: Hello, this is the future Mrs. Snyder speaking. Are you busy?
Jack: We're just wrapping things up here, why?
Carly: Well, I was just wondering if my future husband could come home for an early lunch?
Jack: Uh -- yeah, yeah. Why not? I'll be right there. Hal, I'm taking off. Hey, listen -- did you vote today? Or would you prefer working for Marshall Travers for the next four years?
Hal: Hey, don't even joke about it. I'll get to it later. No, Jack, I want to -- I want to hang out here a little bit more before I go see Will, maybe I can go with some good news, you know?
Jack: All right. Take care of yourself.
Ben: So, you never told me what happened between you and Travers.
Jessica: What do you mean?
Ben: Well, the way he orchestrated the hold-up at the club here. You were gonna, maybe, take it to the Press?
Jessica: Oh, yeah, well, I thought about it, but I decided against it. You know, I have never lost an election in my life?
Ben: Never, huh?
Jessica: Nope, not even vice-president of student council in grade school. I've been very lucky.
Ben: No, you are talented and deserving. You know, I'm proud of you no matter what happens today. In fact, I have some vacation time coming up, and I was thinking it'd be great if we could, I don't know, take a break, go to some remote corner of the world like Bali, or Tahiti, or Bora-Bora --
Ben: Yeah, you know -- just get away from everybody and everything and just be totally alone, and get to know each other again. 'Cause I really want to take the time to tell you and show you how much I love you.
Jessica: Ben, that sounds lovely, but I really can't think of anything until after this election is over.
Ben: Understood, understood. So, there's just one more thing I need to ask you, and then I can put this all to rest.
Jessica: And what's that?
Ben: I know that you're seeing somebody. Now, what I want to know is who he is, and what does he mean to you?
Henry: Bless you, bless you, bless you for your intelligence and your insight. I would be honored to be a part of your little private eye agency, you know? Anything to keep me away from Lucinda Walsh.
Katie: Uh, hold on one second there, Henry. Simon, sweetheart, oh, love of mine -- don't you recall that, well, despite my inexplicable fondness for our Henry here, he is an accident waiting to happen?
Henry: Look, I know it. Look, I know he's dodgy, and he's a loose cannon, and can be just a handful --
Katie: No, I know, but despite all that, you need to ask yourself one important question. Do you trust him?
Simon: You know, if you asked me that three months ago, the answer would have been a resounding "no." Even now, I'm not sure I entirely trust him, but he --
Henry: Look, you guys keep doing this to me, you know? Do I have to send up a flare here? I'm still in the room, okay? So please, show me just a little bit of respect, just a little bit. Okay.
Simon: I trust him a little more, but --
Henry: Oh, God.
Bonnie: Where's paul?
Simon: I don't know -- why? What's up?
Bonnie: Did he pull that equipment and shut down the video camera?
Simon: Look, he said he needed one more hour, just to tie up some loose ends.
Bonnie: No! No, not an hour, not a minute, not even another second! If we do not pull that equipment, my mother's career is history! I have to find him. I have to stop him.
Paul: All right, Travers. Let's see what we've been missing.
Jack: Hi. Well, I'm here. What did you want to see me about?
Carly: I wanted you to come home because I had a present for you -- for us, really, and I couldn't wait to give it to you.
Jack: Well, what kind of present?
Carly: Your wedding present. One of them, anyway. And I was gonna wait to give it to you until we made everything official, but I just -- I can't wait, so -- ta da! Here it is. You just peek. See? The big, strong handsome one -- that's you, and the gorgeous, curvaceous one -- that's me, and the cute little redhead, that's Parker. And there's plenty of room left for few more. You know, for the rest of the Snyders. We can add on as we go along through the years. What do you think?
Jack: Carly, it's -- it's perfect. It's everything I've ever wanted with you.
Carly: It's everything I've ever wanted with you, too. And it's just how I see us. Holding hands, through thick and thin, for better or for worse, no matter what. No matter what.
Simon: Baby, I'm sorry. As much as I hate to admit this, Henry has been an amazing help.
Katie: This time.
Simon: No, and if he slips up even once, he knows it -- he's back into Lucinda Walsh's clutches, and she can do with you whatever she wants. I told you that.
Henry: That's right, that's a good reason for me to promise to be on my best behavior.
Simon: Honey, with your instincts and good looks, Henry's technical expertise, and my know-how, we could make a dynamite combination.
Katie: Definitely explosive.
Simon: We can make this work, you know. What do you say, Henry?
Henry: Coleman, Frasier and Frasier -- it has a certain ring to it. It sort of sings.
Katie: No, no, no -- Frasier, Frasier and Coleman.
Simon: Either way, I think we're gonna be bigger than "magnum." Shake on it. You slip up once, Henry -- disappoint me, and you'll wish we'd never met.
Isaac: Is Bonnie still here?
Simon: She came here, and she left straight away. She's gone.
Waiter: Hey, Mr. Travers! I just heard an election update on the radio. Sounds like the "outsider-underdog" has a fighting chance.
Isaac: Amazing what you can accomplish when you sink the reputation of an honest woman. Takes a special kind of guy to do that.
Jessica: Am I seeing someone?
Ben: I think so. It's gotta be something. Everything's different between us, and I'm running out of reasons to explain why you've been so --
Jessica: So what -- distracted?
Ben: And edgy, sometimes even cold. Look, every time I try to get close to you, you pull away from me and you create this distance. So, what is it, is it something i did? Or something I didn't do? Somebody else?
Jessica: There's no one else, Ben. There's you and me, and this election that is turning me into someone I don't even recognize. That's all, that's all.
Ben: Are you're sure that's what it is? 'Cause if it's something else, you can talk to me. I need you to talk to me.
Jessica: Ben, you are the only man I care about.
Ben: I needed to hear that.
Jessica: You know, I wish I could stay, but --
Ben: I know, you gotta run.
Ben: Getting used to it.
Jessica: So, I'll see you later?
Ben: Yeah, count on it. Hello, yeah, Al's diner? Yeah, this is Jessica Griffin's office. Yeah, were you, by any chance working the late shift last night? You were? Great, great -- then I think you can help me. I'm trying to track down Ms. Griffin's palm pilot. You're sure she wasn't there last night? Yeah. Thank you for your help.
Paul: Hey, come here. Come here. You're right on time. Pull up a bucket of popcorn.
Bonnie: No. I don't think so.
Paul: Try and stop me.
Bonnie: Paul, wait. I promised my mother that I would dismantle everything, get rid of our spy goggles.
Paul: After I see what's on this tape.
Bonnie: No --
Paul: The recorder was running all night. He was in his room all night. The night before an election. He wasn't just twiddling his thumbs. I just saw him away two wine glasses, maybe he had a meeting with someone.
Bonnie: Someone like Steinbeck?
Paul: What's on this tape could be exactly what we need to blow this man right off his high horse and expose him for what he is. This could be our last chance, Bonnie.
Bonnie: Well, I will do just about anything to help my mother. So if it means breaking a promise, so be it. Let's watch it.
Aaron: What do you think?
Abigail: It's great.
Aaron: It's the latest model, too. Makes the last bike I had look like a ten-speed.
Abigail: You must be walking on air.
Aaron: Oh, I am. It doesn't feel right though. You know, Will being in the hospital and all. Something like this has never happened to me before. I mean, my parents have faith in me. Do you know what that feels like? Of course you know what it feels like. But for somebody like me -- this is a major day.
Abigail: Yeah -- congratulations.
Aaron: Thanks. So what's up? You wanted to come by so I can prove you wrong or something?
Abigail: Remember before the fire, when we were trying to figure out how we could get you to stay in town? And you said that you wished you could do something important, something big, be a hero. And you could prove to Holden and Craig and everyone that you're trustworthy?
Aaron: I said that?
Abigail: And that's exactly what happened, Aaron. You're a hero, you're staying in town --
Aaron: What are you getting at, Abby?
Abigail: Just how bad did you want to be a hero? I mean, how far would you have gone?
Aaron: Woah, wait a second -- are you trying to ask me if I started that fire? This is crazy! How could you even think that? You think that I would take those two kids' lives and put them at risk so I could stay in this town?
Abigail: I'm sorry --
Aaron: I would never do something like that!
Abigail: I'm sorry, Aaron. Forget I said anything. I don't think that. All right, just forget I said anything.
Hal: I think we've got something here.
Fire marshal: What've we got?
Hal: It's a book of matches. It must've been hidden under that container.
Fire marshal: We have our point of origin.
Fire marshal: Where's it from?
Hal: Moonlight diner. Seattle, Washington.
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