As The World Turns Transcript Friday 10/4/02
Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Ebele
Jack: What's all this stuff?
Carly: That's mine.
Jack: What happened to joint everything?
Carly: It's just -- just wedding stuff.
Jack: What kind of wedding stuff?
Carly: It's a surprise.
Jack: Oh, Carly, I hate surprises.
Carly: For the wedding. I'm thinking about themes.
Jack: Weddings have themes?
Carly: Yes, Jack, some weddings have themes. You know, fairy tale, the bride arrives in a --
Jack: Pumpkin? You know, that could be great, you know, it being Halloween and all.
Carly: I am not arriving in a pumpkin.
Jack: Come on, just a peek.
Carly: No. You are strictly on a need-to-know basis.
Jack: Time's running short.
Carly: No it isn't. I have plenty of time. Oh, my gosh.
Jack: What's wrong?
Carly: Do you know what today is, Jack?
Jack: Am I supposed to?
Carly: It's Molly's anniversary. It was a year ago today that she married Jake.
Mike: Hey, what are you doing here?
Molly: I'm happy to see you, too.
Mike: Well, of course I'm happy to see you. I'm just surprised.
Molly: Yeah, I'm in the mood for surprises today, actually. Could you surprise me? Could we just take off?
Mike: Take off where?
Molly: I don't know. I don't care. A beach, Aruba, rocky mountains.
Mike: Okay, I'd love to, but I have a little thing called a hospital wing that I have to build. What's going on?
Molly: Everything. Nothing.
Mike: I'm getting pretty good at reading the signs.
Molly: I have signs?
Mike: Mm-hmm. Your voice gives you away every time.
Molly: I'm sorry. I really don't mean to come to you and whine every time I'm feeling a little bit down.
Mike: Then don't whine. Tell me about something happy. About the happiest thing that you can think of. How about your wedding day?
Reporter: How are you holding up, Ms. Griffin?
Jessica: Election day is always draining.
Reporter: How did you sleep last night?
Jessica: I didn't.
Reporter: Were you worried about the opposition?
Jessica: Actually, I was worried about being asked if I was worried about the opposition. If you'll excuse me.
Reporter: Incumbent Jessica Griffin. Will she defeat Marshall Travers? Stay with us.
Lucinda: Good grief, what stupid questions. "How did you sleep last night?" Who cares? Darling, you should be out. You should be out on the streets. You should be out pounding away at the issues.
Jessica: I think the issues have been pounded to death.
Lucinda: My car, darling, is downstairs. My driver will chauffeur you around town to the voting stations. Baby, you got to get every vote. It counts. You've got to sway the voters.
Margo: Well, hey that sounds like fun. Can I go along?
Lucinda: Hi. Good, I'm glad you're here. Maybe -- maybe you can persuade this woman that she should reclaim the election. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just gonna go take a look at the ex-opponent.
Margo: So is she driving you crazy?
Jessica: She's just trying to help.
Margo: Well, since when do you need help winning votes, Jessica?
Jessica: Since I slept with Marshall Travers.
Paul: Okay, let's see if Travers had a guest last night.
Bonnie: We can't.
Paul: Bonnie, what are you --
Bonnie: Paul, we've got to stop this. It's totally illegal.
Paul: Bonnie, it's always been illegal. Now, relax. We'll just see if we've got it, then we'll break it down. Now, move. Come on.
Bonnie: But if Travers finds out --
Paul: He won't find out.
Bonnie: He found out about the bug at the Lakeview.
Paul: This is a much more sophisticated system.
Bonnie: It's not worth it.
Paul: It's not worth handing your mother the election?
Bonnie: My mother won't use anything we find, Paul.
Paul: He has been my father's puppet from day one. He has as much as admitted it. This tape could prove it. Now, come on --
Bonnie: What it proves is that we have violated this man's right to privacy. Forget Steinbeck. She'll have to arrest us.
Paul: All I want is to see what we've got. Five minutes, tops, and then we will gather our ethics and be on our way, okay? Okay.
Bonnie: Fast forward it till we find something. Or
Paul: No, no, what's --
Bonnie: What's wrong with it?
Paul: No, I don't know. No, no, no, no, no, no --
Isaac: Want a refill?
Ben: No, thanks.
Isaac: Why aren't you at Jessica's campaign headquarters?
Ben: I wasn't asked.
Isaac: Since when do you have to be asked?
Ben: Since last night.
Isaac: Why? What's up with last night?
Ben: Wish I knew.
Isaac: Is this some kind of riddle I'm not supposed to figure out?
Ben: No, man, it's just the same old story, okay? I'm losing Jessica.
Isaac: What you're losing is your mind. That woman is crazy about you.
Ben: Then why'd she tell me she was at Al's last night?
Isaac: I give up. Why?
Ben: I called over there. Nobody had seen her.
Isaac: Some of the kids at Al's can't spell D.A., let alone know what one is.
Ben: Yeah, well, people notice when Jessica walks into a room. Not only that, her poster is on the front window at Al's.
Isaac: So what do you think's going on?
Ben: I think she's seeing another man.
Margo: I know that I've been out of the loop for a while, but the last I heard, you two had just kissed.
Jessica: I know.
Margo: I thought you hated the man.
Jessica: I may have misjudged him, but after what Bonnie's done --
Margo: Wait, wait, wait, wait, how is Bonnie connected to this?
Jessica: Bonnie and Isaac and -- I don't know who else was involved. They bugged Marshall's room at the Lakeview.
Margo: Yeah, Hal hinted that something was in the works. Said that Paul Ryan is convinced that Marshall is working for James Steinbeck.
Jessica: Paul Ryan -- they broke the law. They planted an illegal wire.
Margo: Oh, God. So instead of linking him to James, they linked him to you?
Jessica: No, no, no, no. Thankfully, we weren't together at the Lakeview. Marshall has a pied-a-terre on the other side of town.
Margo: How long has this been going on?
Jessica: A few days. But it's over. It's completely over.
Margo: Okay, okay. So -- so you slept with Travers. You don't have to roll over and play dead.
Jessica: Margo, my job is to protect the law. My daughter broke the law. I know that. Which makes me an accessory after the fact.
Margo: Oh, Jessica, no, that makes you human. That makes you a mother.
Jessica: If I keep my job, I might have to prosecute my own daughter.
Margo: Well, if you give up your job, then Steinbeck's pawn is our new district attorney.
Jessica: Marshall's not working for Steinbeck.
Margo: You don't know that. This is a man who convinced the world that Barbara Ryan was innocent. That didn't make it true. So what if his first course of action as district attorney is to drop all charges against James Steinbeck?
Jessica: Well, that would be professional suicide.
Margo: No, Jessica, if he's in Steinbeck's pocket, that would be survival.
Jessica: He knows about the bug. He knows Bonnie is involved.
Margo: Okay, so if you win, you're afraid that he will expose Bonnie?
Jessica: No --
Margo: Because if he wins, he's gonna bring charges against Bonnie so fast you won't know what hit her.
Jessica: No, I don't think so. I trust that he'll just drop it.
Margo: Trust? Jessica, you trust your family. You trust your friends. You trust the man that you're in -- Jessica Griffin, have you fallen in love with Marshall Travers?
Bonnie: It's a sign, Paul. It's a sign. We should just get out of here right now.
Paul: You know what? Simon probably knows how to fix it.
Bonnie: No, no calling, no --
Paul: Just relax. We have time, okay?
Bonnie: You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to watch your back while you carry this stuff out.
Paul: Wait, wait, wait, wait -- it's working.
Bonnie: Hit the scan.
Paul: No, no, no, don't. I don't want to risk it. Let's just watch for a while.
Bonnie: No. No. No more watching, Paul. No more undercover act --
[cell phone rings] it's for you.
Lucinda: Hi, Paul. It's me, Lucinda. Look, darling, Henry has told me about your particular interest in the outcome of this election.
Paul: Yeah, that's true, but I don't see how it concerns you.
Lucinda: Darling, containing your father always concerns me okay? And the idea of his mouthpiece being our next D.A. makes me sick to my stomach. However, the exit polls are not good for Jessica.
Paul: It's still early.
Lucinda: However, I am willing -- I'm willing to wage war, real media blitz, just knock this Travers guy back on his heels before the polls close, okay? So if you should have anything, anything at all, I'm willing to put it out there. Do you understand me?
Paul: Perfectly. I'll let you know.
Bonnie: Who was that?
Paul: Lucinda Walsh. Your mother's losing in the polls.
Bonnie: What? Oh, I have to go. I have to go. Paul, promise me you will get rid of this stuff.
Paul: Okay, as soon as I finish watching the tape.
Bonnie: Paul --
Paul: And then I will pack everything up. Now, go. Go talk to your mom. And I don't care what the numbers say. Keep her in the race until you hear from me, all right?
Bonnie: Okay, I'll try.
Paul: Go. Be careful. All right, James. Where are you?
Carly: She was so happy. They'd just said "I do." Jake had just kissed her and Molly thought her dream had come true.
Jack: It had.
Carly: Jack, do you believe in bad omens?
Jack: Like, you mean, like, if a crazy kidnapper shows up at your wedding and bullets start flying at you never have a chance of being happy kind of omens?
Carly: Something like that. If anything goes wrong at our wedding --
Jack: Oh, Carly -- something always goes wrong. And our life has never been neat and simple, with no waves.
Carly: I know.
Jack: Yeah. You're talking our life, we're talking major tidal waves.
Carly: They're other people tidal waves though. Craig tidal waves, Julia tidal waves.
Jack: Right, and your new business partner would be --
Carly: For your information, I told Craig that our meeting would have to wait until after I had lunch with my handsome fiancÚ.
Jack: All right, I don't want to argue about Craig.
Carly: You always want to argue about Craig.
Jack: You think it'll run late?
Carly: The meeting?
Carly: No. In fact, I bet you that I will beat you to Jessica's party.
Jack: Is that a fact? I'll bet you 7:00 will roll around, I'll be looking at my watch and you'll be late, you'll either show up with Craig or you won't, but either way, he'll -- he'll -- he'll drop some line like -- [imitating Craig] "I'm really sorry, Jack, sorry we ran late. I hope you weren't too worried there, g-man." And then a battle begins.
Carly: You are so sure that I can't handle Craig. You are so certain that something will go wrong. Well, let me tell you something -- [imitating Craig] "Jaaack" -- there aren't any curves that Craig can throw me that I haven't already seen.
Jack: You see, it's not Craig's curves I'm worried about.
Carly: Keep it up. Keep it up, buster, and we'll go totally medieval with this wedding and hand out battle armor at the door.
Jack: Oh, come on, where are you going? I thought we were gonna have lunch.
Carly: We are. I like mustard with my ham.
Jack: Oh, hey, hey!
Molly: How did you know today --
Mike: Today was your anniversary? I stopped by your place earlier, and Abigail told me. And I started thinking -- why didn't Molly tell me herself?
Molly: Because Molly is sick of people feeling sorry for her.
Mike: Oh, I don't feel sorry for you. But if you are missing Jake, I want to know. If you're feeling down, I want to know that, too. 'Cause if we can't be completely honest with each other, we don't have a chance.
Molly: Do you think there's such a thing as being too honest?
Mike: Not for me.
Molly: Okay. I didn't think that Jake was ever gonna leave. Because whatever I did, however crazy I got, that man loved me. And he was the first absolute truth that I've ever had in my life, and the only unconditional love I've ever had in my life. And so I thought that when that was gone, that I was gone with it.
Mike: But you weren't.
Molly: Because of you. I don't think that I could've gotten through this without you, and so I need you, okay? I mean, just like in New York, not anything more. But I need you -- I need you to help me get through today, please? Please tell me that I still have a life.
Mike: You have an incredible life, Molly. You just need someone to remind you. Let's go inside, all right?
Jack: Drop the mustard, Carly.
Jack: Drop it! I should have you hauled in for assault with a deadly condiment.
Carly: I'm not dropping it, Jack.
Jack: Please, Carly -- I'm sorry, all right?
Carly: Are you done knowing all and saying all?
Jack: Okay, I was a jerk, all right? Complete jerk.
Carly: Go on.
Jack: I'm reaching for an apology here, Carly, okay? It's just -- things scare me sometimes.
Carly: What things?
Jack: Life. Like what you were saying about Molly. She had no clue that on her wedding day that she and Jake would only have a year together. When you went to Paris last year, I had no idea that you were headed for that nightmare at the spa. I mean, how was Hal supposed to know that when he woke up the other day that his son would be in a hospital bed? It's like -- it's like life ambushes you and you can't do a damn thing about it.
Carly: Close your eyes.
Jack: What, so you can squirt me again?
Carly: So I can tell you how it's gonna be for us.
Jack: Oh, now you know everything.
Carly: Just close your eyes.
Jack: They're closed, they're closed.
Carly: We're, like, 100 years old.
Jack: How do I look?
Carly: Damn good. And I'm not so bad myself.
Jack: Do we have our teeth?
Carly: A few, here and there.
Jack: And we're not dead? Can Craig be dead?
Carly: Craig is outfitting Martians with the latest Carly Tenney Originals. That's why he couldn't make the party.
Jack: Ah, what party?
Carly: Our anniversary party. We've been married forever and our 52 grand kids have thrown us this beautiful bash at the Lakeview.
Jack: 52 -- how many kids did we have?
Carly: Parker and a pair -- but they're very active, busy people. And so we dance the night away, and then our driver takes us home, and you carry me up to our bedroom, and we make love all night. And you whisper in my ear, "I love you." And your voice is soft and sexy, and it sounds as if it's the first time I've ever heard those words.
Jack: That's a nice dream.
Carly: It's not a dream. It's our life. It can be heaven.
Jack: I've already found heaven.
Mike: All right, I know I'm not a very good chef, but how do you mess up a tuna on rye?
Molly: Oh, it's great -- it is. I'm just really not that hungry.
Mike: All right, I'll wrap it up.
Molly: And I'll take it -- I'll eat it, promise.
Mike: Molly, I don't want anything left unsaid.
Molly: Well, a girl's gotta have a few secrets, right?
Mike: Not my girl. Stay right there. You'll never know what I got for you.
Bob: I think you should tell him that you're the anonymous donor.
Molly: But didn't you just say that --
Bob: He's passionate about earning this job on his own merits.
Molly: But in the end, isn't that what happened?
Bob: When Carly came to me with your offer, I checked Mike's references.
Molly: So you were gonna hire him, anyway?
Bob: But it was your money that opened the door. Go with the truth, Molly.
Mike: Here, open it. I can see you're impressed.
Molly: I just didn't know that they sent out invitations for groundbreaking ceremonies.
Mike: Only to VIPs, top administrators, top board members, and the most important guy there -- the one with the shovel.
Molly: That'd be you?
Mike: That'd be me. Will you be my guest? Come on, give the cameras something else to focus on beside my mug.
Molly: But you have a great mug.
Mike: C'mon, it'll be quick, it'll be painless. Everyone will be buzzing around Lucinda since it's her money that put up the wing, anyway.
Molly: So much for being anonymous, huh?
Mike: Nah, c'mon -- in this town? Secret's not gonna last very long. !
Molly: The poor woman just wanted to do something good for the community.
Mike: You know what? Lucinda can take care of herself. This is a very important day for me, all right? I want you by my side. Please come with me.
Isaac: I should be pouring some common sense in there.
Ben: What else could it be?
Isaac: Lot of things. Jessica could have said she was going to Al's and got sidetracked, needed some time alone before the election and didn't want to hurt your feelings. Or you could have been so busy doing eight things at once, you misunderstood.
Ben: No, I understand that she's pulling back.
Isaac: The woman's career is on the line, Ben.
Ben: She's hiding something, Isaac.
Isaac: Fine. You talk to her.
Ben: I tried.
Isaac: Try again.
Ben: All right, come on. If it was Bonnie, what would you think?
Isaac: It doesn't matter what --
Ben: No, no, no, no -- the truth.
Isaac: Okay, I think she was stepping out on you -- but this is Jessica. She invented the truth. She doesn't play games. Here you go -- tell her you tried to reach out to her at Al's. Put it on the line, then watch her eyes. Women like Jessica, they can't hide from the truth. If she's lying, you'll know.
Jessica: I'm not in love with Marshall Travers. I don't know what I am. I just need to concentrate on this election.
Margo: And if you win?
Jessica: Well, I don't know if that's an option anymore, Margo. I mean, Bonnie broke the law and I'm protecting her.
Lucinda: We're getting reports from more districts.
Margo: How's it going?
Lucinda: We had momentum on the south side, but now we're losing ground. And Jessica's strongest demographics, they haven't gone to the polls.
Jessica: Well, I don't even know if it matters anymore, Lucinda. There's no way we can overtake him now.
Lucinda: I'm not throwing in the towel, darling. That's not what I meant. I mean, the day this man becomes district attorney, that's the day when I go out --
Marshall: Lucinda Walsh admits that she was wrong?
Lucinda: Oh, well, don't write your own headlines yet, darling.
Marshall: I'll leave that up to you. And by the way, my first initial is "T."
Lucinda: Treacherous. Got it -- I got it. Now what are you doing here? Have you come to gloat?
Marshall: Well, considering the situation, I thought it would be best to discuss things with Ms. Griffin before the polls close.
Lucinda: There's absolutely nothing to be discussed.
Jessica: No, Lucinda -- he's right. Marshall and I need to talk. Privately.
Paul: All right, come on, James. Where are you?
[Knock on door] oh. Come on in, James.
Jessica: You were right.
Marshall: I beg your pardon?
Jessica: I hate to admit it, but that bug you found in your room was planted by people
close to my campaign.
Marshall: And you know this how?
Jessica: From my daughter, who unfortunately was in on the whole thing.
You were right and I was wrong.
Paul: I don't believe it. Jessica sold us out.
Molly: Mike, I don't know -- I don't know if I'm gonna be able to make it to this.
Mike: You get a better offer?
Molly: Well, things are really crazy at work.
Mike: Molly, suppose you were nominated for an Endicott. Wouldn't you want me in my suit there on your arm?
Molly: Well, yeah, but --
Mike: Okay, this is my Endicott, all right? Except without the rubber chicken and the watered down drinks. All right, no boring speeches. Here, I'll give you a demo. All right -- you be me.
Mike: All right, pretend like you're building the burn unit, okay, and I'm Bob Hughes, right? I get up, I'll gush all over you about how much this means to the community and what capable hands this project's in, right?
Molly: Okay, and what do I -- I mean, you do?
Mike: You stand there -- you stand there, and you look humble, okay, while I hand you the ceremonial shovel. Take it, okay. Mike, we present this shovel to you along with our gratitude for making the burn unit a reality at Oakdale Memorial Hospital.
Molly: I'm sorry. Is this where I, what, dig away at a patch of dirt or something?
Mike: Okay, not so fast. All right, you be you again, I'll be me.
Molly: No, I like being you. You got the fun part.
Mike: No, no, no -- the fun part comes when I take the beautiful woman that I'm with, I introduce her to the crowd as my inspiration, right, and then I lead her over to the dirt just like this. We both put our hands on the shovel, dip it into the gravel, throw it a couple feet to the right slowly, sensually, right, and the crowd's going nuts. Wait and see what happens when I lean in and do this.
Molly: I need a dress, don't I?
Mike: Yeah, something lacy, something feminine, something sexy.
Molly: For a groundbreaking?
Mike: Who's talking about a groundbreaking?
Molly: I better go. I have to go cover this election.
Mike: Okay, what time do you get done?
Molly: Late -- why?
Mike: We need more practice. You don't wow a crowd without practice.
Molly: Lots and lots and lots of practice.
Jack: Snyder. No, no, I'm on my way. Yeah, I'll meet you there. I'm sorry. I gotta go.
Carly: I guess your dessert will have to wait.
Jack: Mm, I'll meet you at Java underground.
Carly: Hey, Jack.
Carly: I love you.
Jack: Enough to last the next 70 years?
Jack: Mm. You know, I don't want to sound like a greeting card here, but those old folks with all those kids -- they got everything.
Carly: See ya, gramps.
Jack: Later, gram.
Carly: I'm gonna be Jack's wife -- finally.
Jessica: Marshall, would you mind waiting outside for a few seconds?
Marshall: Of course not. Maybe Ms. Walsh can have one of her reporters interview me.
Lucinda: Oh, they can wait for the concession speech. Come on -- out, go.
Margo: Hey, no "quit" in Lucinda.
Jessica: I'm not quitting, Margo, I'm being realistic.
Margo: All right, what do you want me to do?
Jessica: Go home, get some rest, and maybe if you're feeling up to it, you can come by Java underground. I'm gonna need my friends around me tonight.
Margo: Okay, I'll be there. Jessica, just do yourself a favor. Ask him about Steinbeck. Because if James Steinbeck is behind Travers' campaign, then we've all got bigger problems than just losing an election.
Lucinda: How did you manage to disrupt Jessica's career in just a few paltry months?
Marshall: I never intended to hurt Jessica Griffin.
Lucinda: How about your boss?
Lucinda: We both know of whom I speak. Why don't you ask him about me, Mr. Travers, because he'll tell you -- when I care about somebody, I really care.
Marshall: All I want from you, Ms. Walsh, is the chance to prove that I can perform the job of district attorney.
Lucinda: And I'll be watching you every minute.
Marshall: I'm flattered.
Marshall: I trust you'll excuse me, Ms. Walsh? Thank you for rescuing me.
Jessica: I'm sorry if Lucinda gave you a hard time.
Marshall: And enjoyed every minute of it. Good thing for me, I've got a soft spot for tough ladies.
Jessica: Oh, I'm not so tough, Marshall. If I were, I wouldn't hate myself right now.
Jessica: Did you call the Police?
Marshall: Of course not.
Jessica: Thank you. I wouldn't blame you if you had.
Marshall: And risk not seeing you again? Sure, I was angry. I felt betrayed when I thought
that you had something to do with planting that device, but no -- I wouldn't. I would never go to the Police. I'd never do that to you.
Paul: This is crazy.
Cleaning woman: Who are you? What are you doing in my closet?
Molly: Hey -- oh, no. I am so sorry.
Carly: No, that's all right.
Molly: Is this a bad time?
Carly: I have a meeting with Craig.
Molly: Carly, this is gorgeous.
Carly: Yeah, it is -- thanks.
Molly: Do you think you could knock one of these off for me?
Carly: I have one.
Molly: In my size?
Carly: Yeah -- yeah, in your size. Why? What's going on?
Molly: Well, Mike's invited me to go to the groundbreaking ceremony for the burn unit.
Carly: And you said "no." Obviously, of course -- tell me you said "no."
Molly: It's important to him, honey.
Carly: More important than keeping your money trail covered?
Molly: I don't know what to do.
Carly: Well, get a migraine, Molly, fast. Rosanna's already snooping around, and those hospital board members are like gossipy little hens.
Molly: But Lucinda is covering for me.
Carly: Yeah, but still -- risky.
Molly: I don't know what else to do. So, can I use the dress or not?
Carly: Yeah, of course. I'll drop it by later, or I'll bring it by tomorrow. Give you some time to sleep on it. I gotta go. I have to -- I don't want to keep his highness waiting, and then I have to meet Jack at Java underground.
Molly: Okay, well, I guess I don't need this today anyway, right? But you might need these, then.
Molly: Cute model.
Carly: Oh, yeah. Sorry, he's taken.
Molly: I'm assuming that there's a really logical explanation for this.
Carly: For what, for me having those pictures of your gorgeous boyfriend? You have a problem with this?
Cleaning woman: Are you some kind of sicko?
Paul: No, no -- I actually, I was hired by the owner. He wants to beef up security around here, to make sure that his employees are safe, and I was just testing out some equipment.
Cleaning woman: How come Jerry never told me about this?
Paul: Oh, well, Jerry wants to see what my report says first. And you probably want to see some I.D., don't you -- but, you know, wouldn't you know it, I left it in my car? You know I was just getting ready to leave. I'll be out of your hair in a couple minutes and I'll be sure to tell Jerry to let you know if this thing flies.
Cleaning woman: I heard voices.
Paul: That was me, talking to myself -- you know, connecting wires. Red to red, blue to blue -- just, sorry I scared you.
Cleaning woman: I'm gonna talk to Jerry about this.
Paul: Good, good. He would be glad to know that you're on top of things, okay, and I'm sorry I scared you. Hey, take care now. I don't believe it.
Ben: What's going on?
Bonnie: Mom's way behind.
Ben: Well, let me call and make sure she's still there.
Bonnie: I can't believe this guy could actually win this election.
Isaac: Did Paul ditch that equipment?
Bonnie: Well, he's gonna look at the tape first, but then he promised me he will have everything out of there very soon.
Ben: It's not picking up.
Bonnie: Well, come on. Let's go.
Ben: If Jessica needs me, she'll call me.
Bonnie: Come on, Ben -- you know how she is. She doesn't ask for help. Okay, you know what? I have to go over there and see how she's holding up. Bye.
Ben: Bonnie, if you think Jessica needs some support, call me on my cell.
Bonnie: Okay, will do.
Isaac: Wish her luck for me.
Bonnie: Yes, bye.
Isaac: What is the matter with you? You better get up off your shoulders. Jessica's career's going south.
Ben: You know what's on my mind right now? Why isn't she picking up when I call? Where is she? Who's she with?
Marshall: Don't beat yourself up for being a desirable woman, Jessica.
Jessica: Because I wasn't honest with Bonnie, she and her friends broke the law.
Marshall: You're not responsible for Bonnie's actions. You have the right to a personal life.
Jessica: But I'm smart enough to know that you can't have it all. Something's gotta give, and I will not compromise my principles for anybody, Marshall -- not for you, and not for Bonnie. And that's why I've decided to concede the election. I shouldn't remain in the D.A.'s office.
Marshall: Are you sure that's what you want?
Jessica: No, it's not what I want. But it's the right thing to do.
Marshall: I'm sorry, Jess. I never meant for any of this to hurt you.
Jessica: Yeah, well, I made my bed, so to speak.
Marshall: Is there any way I can make it any easier?
Jessica: Yeah, you can answer one simple question for me. And Marshall, if I meant anything to you, tell me the truth.
Marshall: Of course.
Jessica: For the last time, are you working for James Steinbeck?
Carly: I think this one's my favorite, definitely.
Molly: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Carly: Molly, it's so silly.
Molly: Yeah? Then why aren't I laughing?
Carly: Because you're vulnerable, and nobody should be teasing you about anything today. Look, Mike just stopped by earlier. He agreed to try on some suits for me so I could see where I'm going with the ceremony. I want it to be a surprise for Jack.
Molly: Right. I knew that. I'm sorry -- I must look like a big jealous idiot.
Carly: No -- no, not at all. I guess some jealousy is good for every relationship, right?
Molly: Speaking from experience?
Carly: Oh, yes. You know, I think I should sell tickets the next time Jack and Craig go a few rounds.
Molly: Oh, leave it to you to make me laugh on a day like today.
Carly: Look, if it's a problem for you that Mike and I are friends, then --
Molly: No! No, I'm glad. I am. And as long as he's not modeling the latest in men's thongs, we're fine.
Carly: It's nice to see you smile.
Molly: And it's nice to see you your career finally take off. So go -- get out of here. Go meet "the ego that ate Oakdale," and I'll put everything away so that Jack won't see this wedding stuff.
Carly: Good. Hey, one more thing.
Carly: You know, I may have gotten a dud in the sister department, but I am so lucky that I have you, cuz.
Molly: Don't I know it. Bye.
Jack: Freeze! Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Marshall: You know I can't discuss James.
Jessica: I'm not asking you to breach lawyer/client confidentiality. A simple "yes" or "no" will suffice.
Marshall: Jessica, for the first time in my life, it matters to me what someone else thinks of me. The truth is, James Steinbeck was my client. I no longer represent him. He has no influence over me or my career.
Jessica: Thank you. I appreciate your honesty.
Marshall: Do you appreciate it enough to give us a chance?
Jessica: No, no, no. Marshall, we can't -- no.
Marshall: I don't take "no" easily.
Jessica: Nothing about this has been easy. It's over, Marshall. It's over -- it has to be. I'm gonna concede the election, I'm gonna ask Lucinda to call a Press conference, and -- why don't you stick around? I'm sure they'll have some questions for you when I'm finished.
Bonnie: Mom. Hey, are you okay?
Jessica: Yeah, I'm fine.
Bonnie: I heard things weren't going so well.
Jessica: I've decided to concede the election.
Bonnie: You can't, mom! Paul and I are so close --
Jessica: Bonnie, just -- you, Paul, Isaac -- just, not another word.
Bonnie: What is he doing here?
Jessica: I've told him what I'm about to do.
Bonnie: Mom, this is so totally wrong. Marshall Travers is not right for this job. You know this! He doesn't even have the concept of right or wrong, mom.
Jessica: Some people could say the same thing about me. Now, I've made my decision, and I'm not gonna change my mind.
Marshall: I told you not to call me. If you want to know about the election, read it in the papers like everybody else.
James: Would I have read about your relationship with Jessica Griffin?
Marshall: That's none of your business.
James: Quite the contrary. It's very much my business for quite a while now. I do not like what I've heard. Marshall, women like Jessica have toppled men much more powerful than you.
Marshall: My personal life was not part of the deal.
James: Marshall, I own you. You're mine. And don't you forget it.
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