ATWT Transcript Monday 10/21/02


As The World Turns Transcript Monday 10/21/02

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Luke: This is so awesome! Can we make it go?

Aaron: Hang on, Luke. We're not done yet.

Luke: What else is there?

Aaron: The whole point of the science project.

Luke: Oh, yeah, right.

Aaron: Which is?

Luke: How force converts to motion?

Aaron: On the money, little bro.

Lucy: I can't believe you guys put this whole together. I mean, science was definitely not this much fun in Montega schools.

Aaron: Naw, science is awesome. And when you involve gears and motors, you're talking my talk.

Luke: Can we start it up now?

Aaron: No. No, we need a rubber band and some wire. Do you think you can dig some up from your room?

Luke: Sure.

Aaron: Okay, cool. This is so normal, it's weird.

Lucy: What do you mean?

Aaron: Just hanging out with Luke, helping him with science projects that he put off for weeks.

Lucy: Think you could get used to it?

Aaron: Yeah. Yeah, I guess I could.

Lucy: Good. Because now that you're cleared, every day is gonna be like this.

Will: Dad?

Hal: Will. Will? Oh, Will, hi. I'm right here, buddy, and I'm not going anywhere. Hey. Where've you been? I kinda miss having you around. But I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere. Ah, it's good to see you, buddy.

Barbara: Get a doctor! Somebody get a doctor! My son's awake!

Jack: Okay, if you say so, there is a Blushing Bride magazine. But -- yes, I'll hold. You sure this isn't some kind of a joke?

Shanks: Beats me.

Jack: It's the last thing I need right now, Shanks, with the chief's son in ICU and a pyromaniac on the loose.

Shanks: Listen, seriously, Jack, I just picked up the phone. The woman said she's from some bridal magazine. And I guess you're the cover boy, lover boy.

Jack: Yes, I'm still here. Yes, Carly Tenney and I are getting married. Right. Halloween night, that's correct. No, I am not going to comment on her new line or anything else like that. I'm really busy right now. No, you cannot use my handcuffs in the photo -- there is no photo shoot! Craig Montgomery? We'll see about that. Okay, guys, come on. Let it all out. Get it over with.

[Humming the bridal march]

Carly: So you'll back me up on this, cuz?

Molly: Yeah, absolutely. I'll say, "Jack, you and Carly on the cover of Blushing Bride? Amazing! What a coup!" And Jack will say, "what's a coup?" And Mike will say, "buddy, that's so cool. You're the man. What a great story to tell the children one day."

Carly: And do you think that -- that Mike will know his lines?

Molly: I have ways to convince him.

Carly: Oh, Molly, thank you so much.

Molly: But are you sure that Craig will be able to keep Rosanna's big pie hole shut?

Carly: Oh, yeah. Yeah, he'll come through. My smallest need strokes his enormous ego. Plus, it's -- it's shrewd business. The price for shutting Rosanna up is I do his fashion mag wedding thing, and the company gets an avalanche of free publicity. And, meanwhile, in return for Craig keeping your secret safe, you and Mike help me convince Jack to do this fashion mag thing in the first place. See, it's sort of one of those -- those circles where one thing depends on the other.

Molly: Feedback loop?

Carly: Yes. You're a very smart girl. And that's why tonight is so crucial. I have to figure out a way to put just the right spin on this Blushing Bride thing in order to get Jack to go for it.

Molly: Don't you worry. I'll goo your back.

Carly: Great. You see, everybody wins.

Molly: I hope you're right. Because I feel like I've come way too far to lose Mike now.

Mike: Honey, I'm home!

Molly: You smell like dirt.

Mike: You like that, don't you?

[Molly laughs]

Molly: I just had no idea that the guy in charge got dirty.

Mike: You know what I say -- never make anybody do something you wouldn't do yourself. What's up, Carly? How's the wedding coming?

Carly: Funny you should ask --

Rosanna: Cabot Enterprises still needs somebody at the helm, you know? What is so important you had to drag me away from an overseas call?

Craig: The terms of the Carly clause.

Rosanna: Oh, please.

Craig: It may give you the right to spy on me and Carly, but not on relatives.

Rosanna: On relatives?

Craig: Carly's cousin, Molly.

Rosanna: What on earth are you talking about?

Craig: That little errand you sent Henry Coleman on the other night?

Rosanna: I thought we'd put this to rest, Craig.

Craig: I know what you're doing, Rosanna. And I won't stand for it.

Margo: Yeah. Yes, the name is Keyes -- k-e-y-e-s. Well, you are the supervisor, right? No, I simply want to find out if anyone under that name has rented a car in the last 24 hours. Oakdale, Illinois, Police department. Well, I gave the other guy my shield number to verify -- no, no, no, no, no. Don't put me on hold.

[Margo sighs] yes, yes. Lester Keyes. That's it. Thank you. The citizens of Oakdale thank you. Honey, would you hand me the San Diego phone book?

Adam: Wha -- how did you do that?

Margo: I have tracked James Steinbeck across three continents. You think I don't know when my own kid sneaks into the house? Come here and give me a big hug.

Adam: How are you doing?

Margo: I'm so good. Abigail? Abigail, were you in on this, too?

Abigail: Yes, Adam e-mailed me. I picked him up from the airport.

Adam: So, what's with all this sleuthing? Aren't you supposed to be on hiatus?

Margo: Oh, "hiatus" -- that's so L.A.

Adam: No, no, don't dodge the question now.

Margo: Oh, come on, it's one tiny little investigation to keep from being bored to death. But what's -- what's up? Why are you home? What's wrong?

Adam: What, you're not happy to see me?

Margo: I'm -- I'm very happy. I'm thrilled. But what's up?

Adam: I'm glad you're happy. You know what? Keep in that mood, because I have some news.

Margo: Mm-hmm. Should I be sitting down?

Adam: Maybe. You know, it just depends on if you're feeling open-minded, too.

Margo: Well, I'm not really sure. Maybe you should just hit me with it. I'll let you know.

Adam: Okay. I quit film school.

Margo: What?!

Adam: Mom --

Margo: Adam --

Adam: Mom! Mom, just, no -- before you freak out, just hear me out. And then you can tell me if you agree with me or not.

Rosanna: Whatever you think you know, Craig, you don't.

Craig: You hired Henry Coleman to break into Molly McKinnon's apartment, go through her bank records and copy the canceled check she wrote to Memorial Hospital?

Rosanna: Says you.

Craig: You have the check? Well, unfortunately for you, your errand boy's a moron. Henry left a clue that tipped off Molly to the break-in. So she's on to you.

Rosanna: Break-in? Really? How unfortunate. Why doesn't she call the Police?

Craig: I think we both know why.

Rosanna: Well, that's a bit inconvenient, isn't it? But you don't have any proof that I was involved in this, do you?

Craig: You have the check?

Rosanna: It's in a safe place.

Craig: I won't let you use it.

Rosanna: Who are you to let me use anything? And why are you taking Molly's side on this?

Craig: You told me you were over your obsession with Mike Kasnoff and Molly.

Rosanna: I told you that I would no longer look for proof of what Molly had done.

Craig: You're gonna try and wriggle out of this one?

Rosanna: Well, why shouldn't I? Everybody jumped down my throat when I got Mike a job in Venezuela. And here is Molly acting as if Mike just landed into her lap on some random twist of fate.

Craig: Well, so what do you care?

Rosanna: I care because the only reason Mike is in town is because Molly did exactly the same thing I did. But I don't see her getting skewered for it. In fact, the whole town is covering for her!

Craig: Let it go, Rosanna.

Rosanna: No! Why should I? Why don't I get to be vindicated?

Craig: In whose eyes? Mike's?

Rosanna: Yes! And in this town's! And in my own! I believe this is a little important to me. But I guess you don't care what's important to me, do you?

Craig: Yes, I do. But this is petty.

Rosanna: No, it's not. It matters to me. I am tired of being the laughingstock in this one-drugstore town.

Craig: You are not. And nobody cares about what got Mike Kasnoff a job!

Rosanna: Well, I care!

Craig: Stop behaving like a brat and let this go before you get hurt!

Jack: Have your fun now, guys, because if you don't turn up any new leads on this arson case, I guarantee you there won't be a laugh in the joint.

Katie: Hey.

Simon: Hey, where are you going to?

Jack: I'm sorry, guys, I really gotta run.

Katie: Actually, we need to talk to you. It's really important.

Jack: Katie, you're all better. You look great.

Katie: Thanks. Well, I'm getting there. Margo and I just had checkups, and we're on track.

Jack: Good. Yeah, like I said, I gotta run.

Simon: Wait, just give us ten minutes. It's about the fire at Emma Snyder's barn. Maybe we can turn up some of those leads you were just yelling about.

Jack: Ten minutes. No offense, you two, but it's always been Simon we've worked with in the past. Why am I talking to both of you now?

Katie: Simon and I are in business together now. Private investigation.

Jack: So your interest in the fire is official?

Simon: Uh-huh. Yeah, and pro bono. We promised Lucy that we'd try to prove that Aaron wasn't responsible.

Jack: Well, it's good to have all the cards on the table.

Simon: Which means we'll be looking at all the leads and not just the ones pointing towards Aaron. So, if it's all right with you, we'd like to get involved.

Jack: Yeah. Yeah, maybe we could use a little help on this case. Aaron's off the hook for now. But if I know Hal, he's not gonna let this go. Let's do it.

[Phone rings]

Luke: I'll get it! Hello?

Alison: Hey, Luke, put Aaron on the phone.

Luke: May I ask who's calling?

Alison: Look, I don't have time for 20 questions. Can you just put him on the phone?

Luke: It's for you. It's a girl -- a rude girl.

Aaron: Alison -- what's up?

Alison: How'd you know it was me? Oh, never mind. I've gotta make this quick. Will's awake!

Aaron: He's out of the coma? Is he okay?

Alison: I don't know. But Hal's in there right now. The doctors are in there. I gotta go. I have to see what's going on. But I'll keep you posted, okay?

Aaron: Thanks, Alison.

Alison: You are so in the clear.

Nurse: Young lady, remember, no cell phones in the hospital.

Alison: I'm -- I'm sorry. I'll just put it away.

Nurse: You don't have time for a locker visit. I need help turning a patient.

Alison: But I was helping the little boy in there.

Nurse: The doctor's in with him now. This will only take a minute. Come on.

Lucy: I knew everything would work out. I just knew it.

Aaron: I just didn't think I'd catch a break.

Lucy: Everything's going to be all right now.

Barbara: I told you he'd wake up.

Hal: I'm gonna call Emily. I promised I'd call her, especially if there was any change.

Barbara: Don't you have something more pressing to do?

Hal: If you're talking about me having a conversation with the D.A. --

Barbara: Jessica said she couldn't prosecute Aaron Snyder without proof. Well, Hal, your proof just woke up.

Adam: I was thinking -- I can spend the next three years watching movies, you know, reading about them, learning about all the rules, which end up being broken anyway, or I can get a job in the biz, you know, and learn from experience. And this way, I'll be saving you, dad and Tom a heck of a lot of money.

Margo: Gee, thanks.

Adam: Hey, you guys are always the guys telling me that I'm the person in charge of my own fate.

Margo: Gotta love it when your own words come back to bite you, huh?

Adam: And you are the person who told me not to be afraid of getting my hands dirty. Well, look, ma -- dirt.

Margo: Adam, this is a really big decision.

Adam: Yeah. You know what? I promise I will pay back whatever tuition isn't refundable.

Margo: Uh-huh. With what?

Adam: I got a job.

Margo: In the biz?

Adam: Yeah. I'm a P.A. at this production company in Santa Monica. We do tv spots and music videos.

Margo: Wow. So, now, what, you're hanging out with Britney Spears?

Adam: I wish. Mom, do you know what a P.A. does? I basically work 18-hour days, get screamed at all day, and I get paid starving wages.

Margo: Well, that beats school.

Adam: Hey, it's a way in.

Margo: Okay. So you're overworked, underpaid. It's just like my job.

Adam: Oh, actually -- you know what? I have pictures for you. This is my apartment. And it's in Hollywood.

Margo: Mm-hmm.

Adam: Check it out.

Margo: That's -- that's it? Where's the rest of it?

Adam: It's -- you know, it's small, but it's -- it's mine.

Margo: Where's the furniture?

Adam: I'm into minimalism.

Margo: My baby's sleeping on the floor.

Adam: No, me tough.

Margo: Yeah, well, tough guy, I'm gonna go up the attic and see if there's any furniture I can send to you. For the record -- I'm really very proud of you.

Adam: Thanks.

Abigail: That was pretty darn good.

Adam: Now the next trick is going to be selling it to dad and Tom. I mean, dad's been going through a lot with Will lately. So who knows?

Abigail: Oh, yeah. But you'll find the right way to break it to him.

Adam: Such confidence. You know, you really have a way of making me feel -- I don't know -- like not a loser.

Abigail: Oh, you never were. You know what? Do you know what I miss most about not having you around? You always know exactly the right thing to do and exactly the right thing to say.

Hal: Barbara, I don't want to pressure Will. The poor kid just woke up from a coma.

Barbara: I don't want to pressure him, either! And I don't want to force him to talk before he's ready! But do you think it's fair that our son is lying there barely conscious, while the delinquent who did this to him is out there walking around without a care in the world?

Hal: I know how important this is to you, Barbara.

Barbara: This is important to Will. He deserves justice. We all do.

Ben: Well, Will's responding normally to cursory tests.

Hal: What else can you tell us about Will?

Ben: Well, he's gaining some clarity. Of course, I'll need to run more thorough examinations to get a better picture of what we're looking at.

Hal: Can I talk to you for a minute outside, Ben?

Ben: Sure.

Barbara: Hey, honey. Welcome back.

Ben: Your son's a real fighter, Hal.

Hal: Yeah.

Ben: It looks like Will's beaten the odds on this one.

Hal: Do you think it's too early to question him, Ben? He's a real important resource into the investigation into this fire.

Ben: I really wouldn't advise it. Yes, Will's conscious now, but he's not lucid. He's still groggy from the seizure medication. Why don't you give him a chance to recover a little more? If you can hold off, I'd like to run my tests first.

Hal: Okay. But as soon as you give the word, I'm digging for the truth.

Jack: Hal knows he's too personally involved to keep a clear head, so he put me on the case. But there's only so hands-off he's gonna be. I can't make a move without him breathing down my neck.

Katie: Does the Oakdale P.D. have any other suspects beside Aaron?

Jack: No, that's the thing. They think this thing's a slam dunk.

Simon: And you don't?

Katie: Lucy said that you found some matches at the scene?

Jack: Yeah. And the lab report says they found accelerant on his clothes -- gasoline.

Simon: Gasoline? Well, doesn't he work with machinery, motorbikes, things like that? The gasoline could've been from that.

Katie: Okay. So, basically, what you're saying is everything we have so far is circumstantial?

Jack: Exactly. Which is why they can't make the charges stick.

Simon: Whoa, whoa, whoa. If the charges won't stick, then why isn't the case closed?

Jack: 'Cause Hal's not gonna back off Aaron if he's all we've got.

Katie: Ah, it's too bad that we can't just question Will.

Jack: Listen, guys, let me -- let me make copies of the case file, and I'll send it over to your place. One thing -- you guys gotta keep this on the down low. Hal can't know you're on this case.

Simon: Sure thing. No problem. Hey, thanks, Jack.

Jack: No, thank you.

Katie: Sorry we held you up.

Jack: No, not a problem.

Simon: Take it easy, buddy.

Jack: There's still plenty of time to deal with you, Craig.

Molly: Hey -- Carly's invited us to go for drinks tonight.

Mike: Oh, can I take a rain check? I'm wiped.

Molly: No. Actually, it's a really big favor. She needs our moral support.

Mike: On what front?

Carly: The wedding.

Molly: Right. Because she's come up with this great idea, but she's afraid that Jack's not gonna like it. And she needs us to help convince him.

Mike: I don't know. Masterminding formal events -- that's not my strong suit.

Carly: All you have to do is agree that whatever I propose is brilliant.

Mike: I don't know.

Carly: You can do it.

Molly: Yeah. Just sip your beer, nod, flash that great smile, and you'll be great.

Mike: Last time someone told me to do that, I was strapping into a roller coaster called the death taunt, wondering why I'd eaten so much lunch.

[Laughter] seriously.

Molly: Come on, just for -- for Carly -- for me.

Mike: All right, all right, all right. But I gotta get a shower first. All right?

Carly: Okay. But before you do that, I just have one more favor to ask.

Mike: What? You want me to talk Jack out of having a bachelor party now?

Carly: No. I want you to throw one for him.

Mike: Hmm.

Rosanna: You know what I think, Craig? I think that you don't give a damn about me. I think that, once again, this is all about Carly.

Craig: Rosanna --

Rosanna: Don't you "Rosanna" me! I know how this goes. Molly goes to her precious cousin and cries on her shoulder about big bad Rosanna. And then Carly comes to you and bats her eyes or pouts or does whatever voodoo she does to get you to forget that she's a status-seeking slut! And then here you are, trying to strong-arm me.

Craig: No! No, but I would like to keep our designer happy. If our designer's unhappy, our business is threatened. And business is business.

Rosanna: Except when it's anything but. You and I both know that this is very personal. So -- I'm sorry you can't shelter your precious Carly from the fallout, but she is going down at the same time I expose her two-faced little cousin.

Craig: You're going to expose them at the wedding?

Rosanna: Mm, yes. Can you think of a finer place? Molly and Carly all trussed up and on display like hypocritical ducks in a row.

Craig: Very efficient -- breaking up Mike Kasnoff and Molly and ruining Carly's wedding, while all the paparazzi are flashing away.

Rosanna: It just gets better and better, doesn't it?

Craig: You talk a good game, but drop the Joan Crawford. Her eyebrows weren't human, and you're not heartless.

Rosanna: You don't have any idea who I am or what I am. And do you know why? Because you can't see past Carly's shadow. That's why you make light of my feelings and take her side over mine time after time.

Craig: Stop making this about Carly.

Rosanna: One of these days, you're going to wake up and realize who has been on your side all of these months. You're gonna see who has been standing by you and defending you over and over again

Craig: Rosanna --

Rosanna: No. I'm not going to be there for your epiphany, Craig! Because I am sick of you! And I am sick of how I feel when I am with you! So why don't we just call it quits, huh? You go your way, and I'll go mine.

Adam: Is there anything you need me to say right now?

Abigail: You're psychic, aren't you?

Adam: I'm not really psychic. You just sounded a little stressed out in your e-mails.

Abigail: It's the -- the whole thing with Aaron.

Adam: I thought you two made up.

Abigail: Yes, I know. But it's still weird. You know, it's like I don't belong anywhere. Like -- I feel like washed up on this island, and my life is happening, or should be happening, all around me.

Adam: Well, Abigail, I mean, you've been through a lot this past year. I mean, you can't expect things just to feel normal.

Abigail: I know. I know.

Adam: Do you like school still?

Abigail: Not as much as before.

Adam: Have you talked to Molly or Holden?

Abigail: Yeah, Molly -- well, she's moving on. And Holden says that I should focus on myself and get a life of my own. But where? You know, where do I look?

Adam: I have an idea. Come to L.A. with me.

Aaron: You're a pretty good builder. You know that?

Luke: Really? I almost finished a helicopter once.

Aaron: What happened to it?

Luke: Will threw one of the pieces up into the loft. Then the whole thing got wrecked in the fire, anyway. Aaron -- do you think you could take me to the hospital to see Will tomorrow?

Aaron: After school? You know, I don't think they're letting Will have any visitors just yet, Luke. Maybe Holden can take you sometime later.

Luke: I was gonna take him a get-well present.

Aaron: You guys are pretty good buds, huh?

Luke: Not really. But I'm still glad he's okay.

Lucy: I thought you guys hung out all the time.

Luke: Yeah. But Will would always do stuff. Like with the helicopter. He kept trying to wreck it. And even before that day in the barn, he knocked it over on purpose. He said he didn't, but I saw him! I totally saw him do it, I swear.

Lucy: So you're saying Will lies?

Luke: Yeah. But dad says that you can still be friends with somebody even though they might get you mad.

Lucy: Your dad's right.

Luke: So I can still be friends with Will, but I still don't think it was right for him to lie.

Aaron: Done! Let's give it a shot.

[Aaron chuckles]

Will: Mom?

Barbara: Mm?

Will: My hand -- what happened?

Barbara: Shh. You're okay, you know that? Do you remember anything at all?

Will: Fire.

Barbara: Right, fire. You were in a fire at the Snyder farm in the barn. But there's nothing to worry about because the doctors and the nurses and your dad and I -- we've been taking very good care of you.

Will: I'm sorry.

Barbara: For what, honey? It wasn't your fault.

Look at you. So worried. It's nothing to worry about. Your dad and I are going to find whoever's responsible for doing this to you and make sure that they are punished.

Barbara: Now, come on. Do you remember anything about that day? There must be something. Do you remember seeing Aaron in the barn that day?

Will: Aaron? I'm not sure. Everything's fuzzy.

Barbara: Fuzzy? Yeah. Yeah, at first it's always fuzzy. But try to remember. Okay? Come on. You can tell me anything, honey. You don't have to protect anyone.

Will: I think I --

Barbara: Come on, Will. Come on, honey. Come on, you can do it. Come on, Will, think. Think!

Alison: Stop it, you're upsetting him!

Barbara: Think! It was Aaron, wasn't it? You saw Aaron in the barn, didn't you? Didn't you?

Ben: I'll go order those tests.

Hal: Thank you.

Alison: You gotta make her stop. She's upsetting him.

Barbara: Think really hard. Really hard. Come on now, Will. You're upset because you saw --

Hal: Barbara, what are you doing?

Barbara: -- Aaron in the barn. You saw Aaron in the barn, didn't you?

Will: Yes! Yes.

Abigail: Come to L.A.? Seriously? Where would I stay?

Adam: You could crash with me. I mean, my place is small, but you could sleep on the futon, and I'll just take the sleeping bag. It's not like I'm there half the time, anyway. I mean, I'm always running around. I'm delivering film or picking up somebody's dry cleaning. And you know what? I have a pool at my complex. You could become one of those L.A. pool chicks, you know? But I'm serious, though, Abigail. You'd love it.

Abigail: Yeah, maybe I would.

Adam: So, just think about it.

Abigail: No, no, I am. I really am.

Adam: Good.

Abigail: You know, it might be a good thing to get away. Everything is changing. And it's getting really hard to keep up.

Adam: No, you know what? Why don't we go down to Al's diner and discuss this. Because tough decisions like this are always easier with some with grease.

Abigail: Well, what -- what about your mom?

Adam: No, she'll understand. We'll bring her back a salad or something.

Abigail: Like I said -- you always know exactly the right thing to say.

Adam: Come on, let's go.

Carly: I -- I realize it's out of the blue.

Molly: Yeah. Mike, I had no idea that Carly was gonna ask you to host a bachelor party. I didn't, honest.

Mike: I like Jack, but I barely know the guy. I mean, shouldn't his best man be in charge of his bachelor party?

Carly: Well, see, Jack -- Jack's best friends are Hal and Margo. They're really overwhelmed right now. Margo's recuperating from surgery. And, well, she's a woman. I mean, how much fun would that bachelor party be? And Hal's son is in the hospital.

Mike: He's got no relatives?

Carly: Holden, but his son is in trouble, and -- his wife is going through a very difficult pregnancy. And, yeah, I suppose that I could ask Holden, but I just don't think he's in the right frame of mind.

Mike: For what?

Carly: Well, aren't bachelor parties supposed to be a little decadent?

Mike: And you think I'm the man for the job, huh?

Carly: I think you probably have some hidden talents.

Mike: All right. How can I say no?

Molly: Oh, you're the bomb.

Carly: Great. Oh, and that's another good reason for you to come tonight. You can talk to Jack about the party and ask him what he wants.

Mike: All right, all right. I'm on the case. Now, can I sit? Can I get off my feet?

Carly: Yeah. Oh, I cannot believe I have been here so long. I have to pick up Parker at Emily's. I have to bring him to get a hot dog and then bring him over to John's.

Mike: What are you, superwoman?

Carly: Man, if I have enough time, I will gussy up before I see you guys at Java underground.

Mike: Good luck.

Carly: Okay. We're not in the clear yet, cuz, and I'm gonna start thinking about what you owe me for this one.

Molly: Make a list. But we will definitely convince Jack to get with the program.

Carly: Yeah. See ya.

Molly: Bye.

Carly: Bye.

Mike: Busy lady.

Molly: You have no idea.

Craig: Come on, Rosanna.

Rosanna: Stay away from me, please.

Craig: I know how important this is to you.

Rosanna: No, you don't. You really don't. You're just saying what you think you have to in order to get me to back off Mike and Molly.

Craig: No, no, but I hate seeing you unhappy. So you wanna call room service and talk about a french pastry?

Rosanna: Room service? You've crossed the line with me, Craig.

Craig: It's not that bad.

Rosanna: No, it --

Craig: We just need to find an understanding, that's all.

Rosanna: There's not gonna be an understanding. You have pushed me too far.

[Knock at door]

Craig: Go away.

Jack: Open up, Montgomery.

Craig: I'm busy.

Rosanna: No, he's not, actually. No, he's not quite busy at all.

Craig: Rosanna --

Rosanna: Excuse me.

Craig: Rosanna?

Rosanna: Leave me alone!

Craig: What do you want?

Jack: Well, for some reason, Blushing Bride magazine thinks I'm going to be on their cover. That's right. The photo editor called me to set up a time for my photo shoot.

Craig: He did?

Jack: Don't act so surprised. They said you set up the whole thing.

Craig: Well, I did, but I didn't think they would spring to action this fast. Jack, do you know what this means?

Jack: Oh, yeah. It means you're gonna look damn stupid when you call to cancel that cover -- and everything else you set up.

Lucy: Orion's belt?

Aaron: I don't know. I -- I make up my own. Like right there. That's the mother star. And right next to it, that's the father star. And the little one right there is their kid.

Lucy: The star family.

Aaron: That's right. I told Luke all about those star family adventures. I got a zillion stories I made up on the way down from Seattle.

Lucy: Luke thinks you hung the moon, you know? And tonight, it just felt so right, you know, helping with his project, sharing a pizza, getting him to bed.

Aaron: And I know what you're thinking right now.

Lucy: You do?

Aaron: Mm-hmm. We were just that ma and pa star. I mean, some people might think it's stupid, but not me. I was feeling the same way.

Lucy: You were?

Aaron: Yeah. I got something today.

Lucy: School?

Aaron: Community college. I'm gonna sign up, take auto repair, maybe get my mechanic's license, open up a shop one of these days.

Lucy: That's great, Aaron.

Aaron: I love you, Lucy. I can't picture my life without you.

Lucy: I love you, too, and I always will, no matter what.

Hal: Barbara, give him a little breathing room.

Barbara: He remembered everything. He got very agitated. Just the thought of Aaron Snyder got him completely rattled.

Hal: Son, listen to me. You don't have anything to worry about, okay? The person who started that fire is gonna go to jail. I'm gonna make sure of that.

Alison: Shouldn't you two let the little guy get some rest?

Barbara: Excuse me?!

Hal: Now, I am not gonna pressure you. Do you understand that?

Barbara: He told me everything about the fire, everything that happened.

Alison: He didn't tell you anything! I was standing right there. You pushed him into saying that stuff about Aaron!

Will: Dad, don't be mad.

Hal: I'm not mad at you, son. I could never be mad at you. Don't think that. I'm just a little frustrated, that's all.

Will: How come?

Hal: Because a crime has been committed, Will. The person who started that fire landed you in this hospital, and I cannot let that happen to my boy.

Barbara: Just tell your dad everything you told me.

Will: Aaron, he did it.

Alison: That's not true!

Barbara: You heard him, Hal. And you, whether you like it or not, are a witness.

Rosanna: I don't have to wait till Jack and Carly's wedding. I'll show them tonight. You want to do damage control, Craig? Control this.

Molly: Thank you for agreeing to tonight, because I know you were exhausted.

Mike: Well, Carly made it seem important, so --

Molly: It is, and that's why I really want us to come through for her on this one. I'll tell you what, right now, you just lay back, relax --

[Mike laughs] and I'll take the first shower.

[Phone rings] hello?

Rosanna: Mike, it's Rosanna.

Mike: So it is. What do you want?

Rosanna: What are you doing tonight?

Mike: I've got plans.

Rosanna: With the little woman?

Mike: Are you gonna tell me what you want, or do you want me to just hang up on you right now?

Rosanna: I need to see you tonight. Five minutes is all I need. I have something to show you -- something that could affect your future.

Mike: What could you possibly show me that I'd be interested in, Rosanna?

Craig: Oh, come on, Jack. The wheels on this baby are already in motion. Canceling this cover would be bad for business -- real bad -- and we both know what new business means to Carly -- and by the way, to you.

Jack: I warned you to keep your hands off our wedding, Craig.

Craig: Jack, your wedding is gonna be the prime event of the fashion season.

Jack: Yes, and that night belongs to Carly and me. I'm not gonna let you turn it into some ridiculous spectacle!

Craig: Jack, we're not talking about clowns and flaming hoops here. We're talking about publications that can make Carly overnight, "women's wear," "vogue."

Jack: Yeah, Carly's gonna get plenty of publicity, Craig, but it's gonna be for her new line, not for her wedding. Now, maybe you don't mind using her public life to sell merchandise, but Carly's not you, miserable opportunist. So call. You call and cancel, and I promise I won't tell Carly that her new business partner is trying to sabotage her wedding.

[Craig chuckles]

Craig: I'm not trying to sabotage anything, Jack. But Carly will be disappointed when I tell her you called all this off.

Jack: Are you telling me that Carly knows about this?

Craig: Who do you think planned it?

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