As The World Turns Transcript Friday 10/11/02
Proofread by Ebele
Jack: Hey. Is it possible to get more RSVPs than we sent out invitations? Well, don't get so excited. I mean, so what everybody we know and love can't wait to see us get married. Hey, do I have time to take a shower before we meet that banquet manager guy at the Lakeview? Carly? I made a decision about my tux. Yeah, it's gonna be a green metallic sharkskin with "Playboy" bunnies on the lapel. What do you think about that?
Carly: That's great, honey.
Carly: Hey, what are you doing?
Jack: We've got a lot of decisions to make this afternoon. You picked a hell of a time to watch old movies, fiancée of mine.
Carly: I know. This -- that wasn't just any old movie, Jack. That is the image that I have been looking for since we got engaged.
Jack: What, you want Cary Grant? Well, you should've told me, I would have had the barber take more off the side burns.
Carly: Not you, Jack, the wedding itself. I just found the perfect image for our wedding.
Jack: You get an image now when we practically have everything nailed down?
Carly: "To catch a thief" -- I haven't seen that movie in -- I don't know how long. Cary Grant and Grace Kelly running around the French Riviera dressed up like some kind of modern royalty or something. Oh, and that incredible kiss. I remember thinking, "oh, my God, there is life outside Musselshell." I better get working here.
Jack: Whoa, hold it, hold it. Wait a minute. What are you -- why don't you tell me what you have in mind?
Carly: I'm going to turn the Lakeview into Monaco. And you are going to marry a princess.
Molly: Who knew that shoving a spade in the ground could be so much fun?
Mike: Well, welcome to my world -- nothing but hard-hats and good times.
Molly: Oh, yeah? Maybe next time I could try out one of those big vibrating things.
Mike: The jackhammer? Hm, I'm not even gonna touch that one.
Molly: That's funny.
Molly: I get my key in the lock, but it just keeps turning and turning.
Mike: Give me that.
Molly: Oh, it's so nice to have a man around the house -- especially when he works construction.
Mike: You know what? Let me go first.
Molly: Why? What's wrong?
Mike: Somebody punched out the cylinder on that lock and put it back when they were done.
Molly: Done? Done doing what?
Mike: Breaking into your apartment.
Rosanna: Molly, Molly, Molly -- next time you lie to Mike, don't keep the canceled check.
Rosanna: I've been calling your suite.
Craig: I'm not there.
Rosanna: Yes, I noticed that.
Craig: I knew you'd be calling.
Rosanna: Isn't there some way we can get around this?
Craig: You tried to bribe Bob Hughes' son for the information on the name of the anonymous donor to the burn unit.
Rosanna: You knew I wanted that information.
Craig: Yes, yes, your obsession with Mike Kasnoff and whoever arranged his contract. That scene he made this morning --
Rosanna: Why be angry at me? I mean, I can't control what he says or does. Why be angry with me over a scene he made?
Craig: I'm not angry. I'm embarrassed for you.
Emily: Wait a minute. You can't really think that Aaron Snyder started that fire?
Hal: Emily, I'm looking at the lab test on the clothes he was wearing when the fire broke out.
Emily: Well, what does it say?
Hal: There were traces of accelerant on his pants and shoes.
Emily: All right, you know what? Maybe it's reporter's skepticism, but I cannot believe that Aaron Snyder would be capable --
Barbara: Your opinion doesn't amount to a hill of beans, Emily! That's not your son in there lying in a coma! Did you mean it when you said that we would always be family?
Hal: Of course, I meant it, Barbara. No matter what happens, we'll always be Will's parents.
Barbara: Well, if you want me to feel like part of your family, you find the delinquent that did this to our son. You will find him, and you will make him pay!
Emily: Isn't one injured kid enough? I mean, do we really need to lead a lynch mob to Aaron Snyder's door?
Barbara: Would you stay out of this?!
Emily: I am not staying out of this! My husband's son has been injured.
Hal: Emily, I know that Aaron is a friend of Alison's.
Emily: No, Hal, it's not that. I've met the kid. He's a good kid. He's not the kind of kid who would deliberately set fire to a place.
Hal: Well, somebody did. And his clothes had accelerant all over them.
Emily: All right, what kind of accelerant? Propane? Lighter fluid? What?
Emily: Gasoline? Doesn't he have a motorcycle in the barn that he's always tinkering around with?
Emily: Hal, motorcycles take gasoline.
Barbara: Are you defending this criminal?
Emily: I'm not defending anybody. I'm just saying he deserves the same sort of consideration you got when you were accused of breaking the law.
Barbara: Oh, you couldn't wait to make this personal, could you?
Emily: This is not personal. This is a --
Ben: Excuse me -- this is an intensive care unit. You folks think you could keep it down?
Hal: Sorry, Ben. As you can see, we're all a little bit stressed out here.
Ben: Well, now might be a good time to take a break, get some air. I'm going to be examining Will, so nobody is gonna be able to see him for the next few minutes anyway. He needs the quiet.
Barbara: Who does he think he is?
Hal: Barbara, he's concerned about Will.
Barbara: Are you suggesting that I'm not?
Emily: You think that pointing the finger at Aaron Snyder is going to help Will recover any quicker?
Barbara: I don't think letting a criminal go free is the answer.
Emily: No kidding. You know what? There is one way to make sure that this investigation is unbiased. Let Jack handle the case.
Barbara: If you remove yourself from this case, Will loses his only advocate.
Emily: That's the whole point, Barbara. An investigator isn't supposed to advocate for one side or the other, they're supposed to be fair. They're supposed to care about uncovering the truth. Jack is objective. And with you -- with Hal off the case, Will can have what he needs the most -- a father.
Barbara: You have no idea what Will needs!
Hal: Barbara, Emily is only trying to help.
Barbara: If Emily was really trying to help, she would let Will's parents deal with this alone.
Rosanna: I embarrass you? How? All I was trying to do was uncover a little information to help an old and dear friend and to keep him from being humiliated.
Craig: You bought Kasnoff a job in Venezuela a few months ago. How is that any different from what you're accusing Molly of trying to do?
Rosanna: Now, you know that the only reason that I did that was so that you and I could begin a relationship unencumbered by past associations. And I told you and Mike how much I regretted doing that. And I thought that perhaps if I helped Mike out of a similar situation, it might make it up to him.
Craig: He's a big boy. Why don't you just leave him alone like he asked you to?
Rosanna: The only reason that he asked me to do that is because he isn't fully aware of the situation.
Craig: And you will remedy that?
Rosanna: Yes, I will.
Craig: Well, why are you going to waste your time trying to prove that Molly McKinnon bought Mike Kasnoff a job? That's embarrassing.
Rosanna: That's embarrassing? Do you know what is embarrassing? I think it's pretty embarrassing trying to smear a teenage boy's reputation?
Craig: Aaron Snyder is a danger to my daughter.
Rosanna: Uh-huh? And now Aaron Snyder is comfortably living at Holden's house. And your daughter, Lucy, is living in Lucinda Walsh's mansion, where Aaron Snyder has complete and total access. You have been bested by a teenage boy, my dear. Now that is embarrassing. But do I rub your face in it? No. I'm there for you. I stand by you, and I tried to help you.
Craig: Protecting my daughter is a little different from messing around in the life of an ex-boyfriend who, by the way, walked away from you a long time ago.
Rosanna: Oh, when did we grow a conscience? Or are you just up on your high horse because Molly McKinnon -- Mr. Mike's girlfriend -- is Carly's cousin?
Molly: Everything's there. What are you doing?
Mike: Calling the Police.
Molly: What are you gonna say to them? That somebody broke in but they didn't take anything? That's gonna sound really silly. Please don't do that.
Mike: Molly, somebody was in this apartment.
Molly: Yeah, but nothing's been taken. So what's the harm, really?
Mike: Maybe he got scared. I don't know. Maybe he was just checking out the place and he's gonna come back later.
Molly: I didn't think about that. But, then again, maybe it's nothing.
Mike: You want me to ignore this, don't you? Well, I'm not going to, so you might as well tell me why you don't want me to call the Police.
Molly: I don't know. Look, a lot of uniforms would be running around this place, ransacking the whole place, turning it upside down. And that's exactly what happened when Abigail was on trial, right before Jake died. And the thought of that freaks me out.
Mike: Okay. If you don't want an official Police investigation, let's at least call Jack Snyder? He's a cop, he'll do it right.
Molly: Okay. That sounds great.
Mike: Is that a smile? Did I miss something? Are crime victims usually supposed to have a big smile plastered across their face?
Molly: Hmm-mm. But, then again, they're not lucky enough to have you looking out for them.
Carly: Well, I suppose that I have to cancel the flowers, right? And I have to get working sketches in order. And I have to go shopping for new fabric for my dress and for Molly's. And the band -- I suppose I gotta go classic with that, don't you think? And then I have to find a hairdresser who understands the meaning of the world "regal."
Jack: Let me have this, please?
Carly: What are you doing?
Jack: I'm trying to get through to you, Carly. Don't you think that changing everything when we're already getting RSVPs is just a little last minute?
Carly: I just wanted you to have the wedding of the decade. Don't you want that?
Jack: Not if it means I've gotta visit my bride in a padded cell. Carly, our wedding is in a couple of weeks. Why change everything now? Why drive yourself nuts like that?
Carly: Because I want it to be perfect.
Jack: Perfect is me and you saying I do. Besides, I like what we've planned already. Everything is going to be really, really nice.
Carly: Nice? Nice is the problem. After all the time that I have waited to do this, Jack, I want something a lot more than nice. I want something extraordinary. I want something completely unique.
Jack: Oh, come on, Carly, it's like trying to redo the Normandyinvasion on June 5th.
[Phone rings] wedding central.
Mike: Jack, this is Mike. Man, I hate to bother you at home. It's just, I called the station, they told me you'd be there. Sounds like you're in the middle of something.
Jack: No, it's okay. It's always the middle of something these days. What's up?
Mike: Well, it looks like somebody broke into Molly's apartment.
Mike: I'm not sure exactly. It had to be when we were at the groundbreaking ceremony. You know, we got back and things just looked a little bit off.
Jack: Did they take anything?
Mike: Well, that's the weird thing. I mean, nothing that we can tell. Would you mind coming over and just taking a look around?
Jack: Oh -- Carly and I have a meeting about the reception in an hour.
Carly: Who is that?
Jack: Hold on a second. It's Mike. Somebody broke into Molly's place.
Carly: Is she okay?
Jack: Apparently, Mike and Molly weren't home when it happened.
Carly: Well, you gotta go over there, Jack. You have to check it out.
Jack: What about the meeting with the banquet manager?
Carly: We have time for that. Just go over to Molly's, and I will meet you at the Lakeview in a little while.
Jack: All right. Okay. Mike? Yeah, I'll meet you in a few. No, no, it's all right. Sure. Yeah. Bye. Where are you off to?
Carly: I have to pick up Parker at Hal's babysitter, bring him to a play date. Then I thought I'd go to the office and download some stuff off the internet.
Jack: I remember when you thought a hard drive was something I did with the siren on.
Carly: Well, you'd be amazed what I can do with the right program and a mouse. Come on -- don't worry. Our wedding day is going to be the happiest day of our lives. And I know how to make it perfect, Jack. Trust me! You're gonna love it.
Hal: Barbara, I've told you before that Emily is not going anywhere, so you might as well get used to it. And as to whether or not I remove myself from this investigation -- that is a decision that I will make on my own. But no matter who handles this case, Aaron Snyder has some more questions to answer.
Emily: Okay. So what's next?
Hal: Well, for Will's sake, I suggest we all try and get along.
Ben: Ah, yes. Looking good, buddy. Hey, Will -- it's Ben Harris. Remember me? I'm hoping that maybe you can help me out with something that I can't quite get. See, your burn is healing. Your head injury -- that's healing up real good, too. Your vitals are good. Your ECG is getting stronger every day. So, how come you're not coming around? Your father said something the night you were injured. I can't get it out of my head. He said, maybe you've been through so much with your family that you don't want to come back. Is that true? Let me tell you something, man -- I could believe it. I've seen that bunch in action and, man, you've got your hands full. And, yeah, yeah, I know you're just a kid and it's hard to tell a bunch of adults to grow up. But the thing is, man -- those people out there, they need you to tell them how you feel, what's going on in there. If you're angry, they need to know that. And if you're hurting, they need to know that, too. So, if the reason that you're not waking up, you're not coming back is because you need some backup, I'm here to tell you, I've got your back, man. Dr. Ben's your man, okay? So, Will, you just think about what I just told you, all right?
Barbara: You were talking to him like you were expecting him to answer.
Ben: Yeah, well, brain injury patients sometimes report that they can hear you even when we don't think they can.
Barbara: Will -- I'm here. Mommy's here.
Hal: Any change, Ben?
Ben: No, he's pretty much the same -- unresponsive.
Emily: Is there anything we can do?
Ben: Probably the best thing that you can do for him right now is to just keep it calm, all right?
Emily: You know, Ben's right. I mean, if all this tension's giving me this headache, just imagine what it's doing to poor Will. I'm gonna -- I'm gonna head home. I think that's best.
Hal: Emily, please, I --
Emily: No, you know what? It's okay. It's all right.
Hal: I -- it really helps me to have you here. Please stay.
Emily: Okay, all right. I'll stay if you can make me a promise.
Hal: You tell me what it is, I'll see what I can do.
Emily: Please don't let Barbara goad you into doing something that could ruin your life.
Craig: For somebody who hates hearing about Carly, you sure manage to work her into every conversation.
Rosanna: Well, everybody knows that Carly and Molly are more than just cousins, my darling, they're best friends.
Rosanna: Oh, so -- now that she's your prize designer, nobody can say or do anything that will upset her precious equilibrium.
Craig: You have a pretty hefty investment in her yourself, you know? I'd think you would want her fat and happy.
Rosanna: Oh, but then she wouldn't fit into her wedding gown. And we wouldn't want that, would we?
Craig: No. But you want to chase after Mike. How much does an ICU unit cost?
Rosanna: About half as much as a defunct B.R.O.
Craig: All right, so the burn -- the money doesn't mean anything. But chasing after Mike Kasnoff --
Rosanna: Oh, and you just don't stop thinking about Carly Tenney, do you?
Craig: But she doesn't want me, and he doesn't want you. So what is the problem here?
Rosanna: Of course, you're right. Of course, you're right.
Craig: And you couldn't say that earlier?
Rosanna: Well, you told me that I embarrass you. And that's -- that's upsetting.
Craig: No, you don't -- you don't embarrass me. I find you intriguing. I cherish your independence, your honesty.
Rosanna: All right, I can -- I'm honest. I swear to you -- I swear as God as my witness, that I won't try to find out who funded the Oakdale Memorial burn unit any longer.
Craig: Yeah, somehow when I believe you, I don't believe you.
Rosanna: Well, why don't you come up to my suite and I will make a believer out of you?
Craig: As tempting as that sounds, I can't. I have a conference call. I've hired a new publicist for Monte Carlo.
Rosanna: Well, will you be long?
Craig: I don't have to be.
Rosanna: Well, then I'll wait here for you.
Craig: You know, I do have your best interests at heart. Which is why I'm glad you're off that burn unit jag. It could blow up in your face.
Rosanna: Oh, it's going to blow up in somebody's face all right. But it won't be mine.
Jack: Yeah, it was definitely punched out. And whoever did it, knew what he was doing. Did you call a locksmith?
Mike: Yeah, said he'd be here as soon as he could, but he's a little backed up, so he could be a while.
Jack: All right, well, I've got a uniform on the way.
Molly: What? Jack, no.
Jack: No, don't worry about it. He's just gonna ask you a few questions and sweep the place for nonburglary related activities.
Molly: Like what?
Jack: Who knows? Maybe some prankster left you a little treat. Listen, I'd do it myself, I've just got this meeting at the Lakeview.
Molly: Oh, sounds like wedding plans, huh?
Jack: Yeah, which keep getting bigger by the minute.
Molly: Go, now. Go. Because I don't want my cuz blaming me for making you late.
Mike: Jack, thank you very much. And if there's anything we can do for you, you let us know.
Jack: No, actually, there is. But, listen, Molly, you gotta talk your cousin out of going crazy on this wedding.
Molly: Jack, last time I talked to her, she didn't seem too over the top.
Jack: This morning she got inspired. She's talking about doing the whole thing over.
Molly: From scratch?
Molly: Oh, that doesn't sound good. It sounds very, very bad. I'll talk to her.
Jack: Thank you very much. Hey, listen, I'll check back with you guys later.
Molly: See? Everything's fine.
Mike: Where's Abigail?
Molly: She went to the farm to spend some time with Emma for a few days. Why?
Mike: You know what? I don't want you staying here by yourself -- at least 'till the cops have the place checked out, locks have been changed, all right?
Molly: I'll be fine.
Mike: You'll be better at my place.
Molly: Come on, Mike, you heard Jack. I mean, it's probably nothing. It's just not a big deal.
Mike: Why are you being so stubborn about this?
Molly: Because maybe I'm not ready to spend all my nights at your place.
Hal: Emily, I think you should know by now that I don't take marching orders from anybody -- and that includes Barbara.
Emily: Ever since the day we got married, Hal, that woman has used Will to punish you.
Hal: Well, Barbara has been --
Emily: Oh, what? Barbara's been recovering. Barbara's been nervous -- no matter how many excuses we make up for that woman, nothing changes the fact that none of this would have happened, Will never would have been in that fire, if she'd allowed him to stay with us at home where he belonged.
Hal: So you don't want me to be kind to her?
Emily: I just don't want you to get caught up in her manipulative world.
Hal: Barbara is Will's mother. And whether I like it or not, she has full custody right now.
Emily: Do you feel like Will is safe with her?
Hal: She would never intentionally harm him.
Emily: That's not what I asked. I asked you how you feel in your gut.
Hal: I feel like she's got a hand grenade in one hand and my son in the other.
Emily: You see, that's what worries me. I don't want anyone, especially Barbara in that kind of state, goading you.
Hal: And that's why I'm trying to be careful, Emily.
Emily: You know what? There's something that we never talk about for some reason, and I think we really need to right now.
Hal: What is that?
Emily: When I came back to Oakdale, I found my way back home. I found you in this --
Hal: Go ahead, say it. You found me in a psychiatric ward.
Emily: Yeah, I did. James Steinbeck tried to make you crazy, remember? He wanted you to lose your mind, Hal.
Hal: And what has that got to do with now?
Emily: Barbara let that happen. It scares me. She scares me. Please, don't let her push you to the edge again.
Mike: Every time I feel like we're getting closer, you take two steps back.
Molly: It's not that I don't want to be with you, Mike. You're the best thing that's happened to me in a very long time.
Mike: Then how come you don't trust me enough to let me help you?
Molly: I do trust you. I do. It's me that I have a problem with. I have to be very careful, because I have a long history of getting involved way too fast. And I don't want that to happen now.
Mike: Molly, we are already involved.
Molly: I know, but that doesn't mean that it's easy. Do I care about you? Do I mourn Jake?
Mike: I didn't ask you to move in, all right? I asked you to come over tonight so you'll be safe.
Molly: Are you sure that's all it is?
Mike: Okay. You know what? I do. I love when you come over and spend the night. I love when you fall asleep in my arms -- once a week, twice a week, three times a week, whatever. Tonight, it's about keeping you safe.
Molly: If that creep hadn't broken in here, we wouldn't even be having this conversation.
Mike: Well, I'm glad we're having it, actually.
Mike: Talking about our feelings, what we want, that's the only thing that's gonna keep us close.
Molly: Even if we don't know the answers?
Mike: Look, do you like James Taylor?
Molly: I do.
Mike: Okay, well, he has this old song, right? And in it he says, "you can stay for as long as you like." All right? That's all I'm saying. You can stay with me as long as you want. When things aren't safe here, when they get to be a little bit too much, like right now, you got a place to go. Okay? When you want to leave, you can leave.
Shanks: Ms. McKinnon?
Shanks: Hi, Detective Snyder said I should come check the place out?
Molly: Yeah, come on in.
Mike: You're not gonna turn the place upside down, are you?
Shanks: No, I'll be careful. But this might take a little while.
Molly: Take all the time you need. I'm not gonna be here. I'll be at Mr. Kickoff's place.
Carly: I'm not sure "stunning" even captures it.
Craig: No, it doesn't. What? I was agreeing with you.
Carly: I know what you're doing, Craig.
Craig: Can I help it if I wasn't expecting such a pleasant surprise? Last I heard, you were gonna be down at the Lakeview all afternoon deciding what color to dye the finger sandwiches.
Carly: I'm meeting Jack in a little while. I just needed to download some stuff off the internet first.
Craig: I knew there was a reason I hired you.
Carly: We both know the reason you hired me, Craig, but I'm still not going to sleep with you.
Craig: No, I was referring to the photographs. It's a design idea, mm?
Carly: It's going to be the most glamorous night this town has ever seen -- a night in Monaco.
Craig: Monaco? That's beautiful. That is beautiful. Colin will love that.
Carly: Now, who's Colin?
Craig: Our new publicist. He's gonna flip.
Carly: Over my wedding? 'Cause I'm planning my wedding theme here, not some fashion event.
Craig: Well, that's even better. What a tie-in!
Carly: Have you hit the vodka a little bit early today, Craig, because you're making no sense?
Craig: You're designing around a night inMonacotheme, right?
Carly: He catches on quick.
Craig: Our company is Monte Carlo, right?
Carly: Against my better judgment.
Craig: Well, you must have spent all geography class smoking in the bathroom, because otherwise you would have known that Monte Carlo is in Monaco. Light beginning to dawn. Brilliant. Your wedding is gonna put our company on the map!
Carly: You never give up, do you, Craig?
Craig: Thomas Edison said success is moving from one failure to another without losing enthusiasm. So, come on, the brilliance of it -- can't you see?
Carly: No! All I see are the grubby little hands of an opportunist who can't seem to remember that our deal says keep your paws out of my personal life!
Craig: Yes, but this company could pump real money into your wedding, you know? We can turn the Lakeview into the casino at Monte Carlo. We can have models as your bridesmaids.
Carly: You've got to be kidding me.
Craig: No, they can showcase the whole line. And the piece de resistance will be you -- shimmering in the classic lines of your wedding gown. Huh?
Carly: Talk about classic lines -- yours take the cake.
Craig: Oh, come on! You have to be at least a little bit intrigued by the prospect of launching your new career and your new married life at one breathtaking moment?
Carly: I'm talking about planning my wedding, Craig. My designs. My fantasy. Not yours.
Craig: Kidding me.
Carly: And I'm not hiring models as bridesmaids to complete some "look," and I'm not gonna pledge my lifelong commitment in front of some blackjack table. Oh, and by the way, Cary Grant's role has already been cast.
Craig: Ah, Jack, yeah -- lest I forget.
Carly: Yes, that would be the same Jack Snyder who's gonna make sure that you and your company are at least ten miles away from my wedding.
Craig: I hate to waste a golden opportunity.
Carly: Oh, would you give it up?
Craig: Well, you know, Carly, whether Jack likes it or not, I'm going to be around. I live at the Lakeview.
Carly: Well, fine, then. Be around, with your snoopy little nose pressed up against the window, watching me marry the man I've dreamed about for my entire life. But get this -- there is no way you're going to ooze your way into my wedding. And that's final!
Banquet manager: Could Ms. Tenney possibly have misunderstood the time of our meeting?
Jack: No. No, she knew. We talked about it this morning. I have no idea what's keeping her.
Banquet manager: I have another couple waiting.
Jack: I realize that. She'll be here any second.
Banquet manager: Then let me see if I can move some things around.
Jack: Thank you. Thank you very much. That would be very helpful.
Rosanna: Oh, don't -- don't mind me. I'm just gonna have a little look around. Thank you. Jack, hello. Don't worry. I'm not a surprise guest. I was sitting at this table earlier, and I think I left my compact. So I'm just gonna take a peek, okay?
Rosanna: Ah, no. No, I guess I was mistaken. Darn it. So -- lunching alone today?
Jack: No. No, Carly and I are meeting with the Banquet manager. She's -- she's running a little late.
Rosanna: Oh, again? Gosh, it seems like every time I run into you, you're waiting for Carly.
Jack: Yeah, we're finalizing the reception plans.
Rosanna: Wow. Well, I won't pretend this isn't a little awkward. Obviously, I haven't been invited.
Jack: Rosanna, I am not going to get into the situation between you and Carly.
Rosanna: Oh, no, no, no, of course not. So -- here at the Lakeview, eh? I suppose the two of you are having a big to-do.
Jack: Yeah, well, pretty much. We waited an awful long time. Might as well do it right.
Rosanna: And I suppose Molly will be the matron of honor?
Jack: They're very close, Rosanna. You know that.
Rosanna: Of course. Of course.
Jack: I gotta go wait for Carly at the door, if you don't mind.
Rosanna: Oh, no, no, no, that's fine. Well, this just gets better and better. Nice big wedding. Molly in a feature role.
[Rosanna laughs] perfect.
Mike: I gotta return a few more calls. Are you gonna be okay?
Molly: Better than okay. I love this place. You know, I feel like I'm on vacation. I'm really sorry that I made such a big deal out of this, Mike.
Mike: You cold?
Molly: A little.
Mike: I'll go out to the shed and get some wood for a fire.
Molly: You don't have to spoil me, okay?
Mike: I like spoiling you. I'll be back in a couple minutes. All right?
[Knock at door]
Molly: Who is it?
Shanks: Officer Shanks. Hi, Ms. Mckinnon.
Shanks: I just wanted to let you know that I finished checking out your apartment. I spoke to your doorman in the building, as well.
Molly: Did you find anything?
Shanks: Not much. Except this seemed a little out of whack. I found this under your sofa. It probably just got kicked there, but I wanted to show it to you just in case.
Molly: This is my -- this is my corporate bank statement. The latest one, actually.
Shanks: You normally stash those under your sofa?
Shanks: Is anything missing?
Molly: No. But there's one check that's out of sequence. Whoever broke into my apartment, they definitely went through this. And I think I know exactly what they were looking for.
Shanks: I -- I left some forms in your apartment. If you want to fill them out, you can make it official. It's up to you.
Molly: Thanks, Shanks.
Shanks: Anything else I can do for you?
Molly: Ah, no. Thank you. I really appreciate you bringing these by. This is something I definitely have to handle myself. There's got to be some way to stop Rosanna.
Craig: No, I'm not sure when our first line's gonna be ready. Head designer's getting married in a couple of weeks, so how can she -- no, no, no, she's made it very clear she doesn't want any Press coverage at her wedding. Terrific opportunity? That's an understatement, especially since she's designing the entire theme around a night at Monte Carlo. Yes, it's sad. I tell you, I had the same idea. Carly Tenney is every bit as beautiful as Grace Kelly. Yeah, she could be our image, as well as our designer. Woman in Monte Carlo kind of thing.
Carly: Oh, my God. My meeting with Jack. Give it up, Craig!
Craig: Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, go ahead and line up the Press for the wedding. No, I know what I just said. I'll change her mind. I always do.
Rosanna: Mike? I'm so sorry about what happened.
Mike: You have nothing to be sorry about. I'm the one.
When I came down on you -- you were only trying to keep
me from looking like a fool.
Rosanna: Do you think you'll be able to work things out
Mike: How? And do I even want to?
I'm not the type of guy who
likes to be kept, Rosanna.
Rosanna: Yes, I remember. You used to say you had a boatload of pride.
Mike: You remember that? I'm remembering things, too.
So many wonderful things about you.
Craig: I've been looking everywhere for you, darling.
Rosanna: Well, I've been right here. I'm just making sure Mike is all right.
Mike: You'd better be very, very good to this one, Craig.
Craig: I try.
Mike: Because I'll be waiting.
I'll be waiting and watching.
I lost her once, and I will not lose her again.
Carly: Sorry, Jack's out catching bad guys.
Carly's drawing pictures. And Parker's rocking the world.
So leave us a message.
Mike: Was that a squad car I saw leaving?
Molly: Yeah. Officer Shanks was just here again.
Mike: What'd he say about the apartment?
Molly: Nothing. They -- they didn't find anything.
Mike: Hmm. Wonder what that guy was after?
Molly: I guess we'll never know.
Barbara: I'm gonna sit right here and wait for you for as long as it takes. I know you can hear me. I love you so much. You're my best guy. You know that? Will? Will? Will? Will, are you coming back to me? Are you coming back to mommy? Will?
Emily: Investigating a crime where your son's a victim -- it's an emotional minefield, Hal.
Hal: I'm not about to lose it, Emily.
Emily: All right. Well, then you promise me something. Don't let Barbara push you into doing something that won't be good for you. It's not too much to ask for, is it?
Hal: No, it's not. And I won't. I promise.
Emily: Oh, my God.
Barbara: Stop! Will, stop!
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