As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 10/29/02
Proofread by Ebele
[Knock at door]
Lucy, it's Aaron. Are you okay?
Lucy: It's just, like, every noise I hear I'm just -- never mind. I'm okay. I just missed you is all. Were you able to hide the bike?
Aaron: In the woods out back. We should be okay if the cops drive by and search the parking lot. What's wrong? Did something happen when I was gone? What happened? Did the guy at the front desk hit on you or something?
Lucy: No. It's just -- when I told him I was staying here alone, he gave me this weird look, and then when he handed me the key he said, "no extra charge for double occupancy. I'll be sure to give you a room out back so your boyfriend can sneak in."
Aaron: How did he even see me?
Lucy: I don't think he did. He just assumed I was here to meet some married man or something.
Aaron: You're, like, the classiest girl to walk on this earth, and now some motel clerk is looking at you like some cheap --
Lucy: It's all right, it's all right.
Aaron: No, no, it's not all right, Lucy! I mean, when I first met you, you were on your way to an Ivy League College right after high school. And now you're running from the cops because of me? I'm ruining your life.
Lucy: That's not true.
Aaron: Yeah, well, what if they catch me? I don't want you near me if they catch me.
Lucy: What are you saying?
Aaron: I think you should call your dad. And tell him that you're going home.
Molly: It's kind of tough standing there without a bride.
Jack: I left you a message.
Molly: Yeah, I know. I got it, Jack, and I listened to it twice, and I can't wrap my brain around it. The wedding's off? Is there an explanation?
Jack: Don't take this personally, Molly, I just don't feel like talking right now.
Molly: Okay. I just thought maybe if you love Carly as much as I know you do, you would be here, hoping that she would show up.
Jack: Well, take a look around. She ain't here.
Molly: No, she's not. Because you uninvited her to her own wedding, Jack. So if I know my cousin, she's either out drowning her sorrows, or she is home, praying that you'll come through that door and give her one more chance.
Carly: You can't come in here snapping at me, buddy. You might as well sit your surly butt down and join my pity party.
Mike: No, thanks.
Carly: Are you sure? The champagne's French.
Mike: I want some answers, Carly, and I want you to be straight with me. Now, you knew what Molly did, making the donation to the Burn unit, didn't you?
Carly: That would be an unequivocal, unabashed yes, indeed. What do you want me to do, Mike? You want me to apologize to you?
Mike: I just want you to tell me the truth.
Carly: Oh, okay. I'll tell you the truth. Not only did I know about it, I encouraged it from beginning to end. I even worked out some of the details myself with Dr. Bob. So, are you going to tell me off now? Or maybe you're just gonna quit talking to me altogether. Which is it gonna be?
Mike: I hadn't decided yet.
Carly: Fine, go ahead. Give me your worst. 'Cause whatever it is, it certainly can't top Jack calling off my wedding.
Mike: When did that happen?
Carly: Why don't you sit down and have a drink. You're not looking so hot.
Jessica: And why are you here so late? Aren't you supposed to be taking it easy?
Margo: Me? No, I was ready to trip the light fantastic at Jack's party until it got called off.
Jessica: Oh, so go home.
Margo: So, I will, but, you know, I start back here tomorrow part-time. I thought I'd go through some cases and see -- what -- what are you doing here?
Jessica: Well, actually, I was hoping to find you here. I need to talk. I've confided in you a lot recently.
Margo: I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess that this is about Travers.
Margo: Well, last time you confided in me, you were feeling a little tortured of your relationship with him.
Jessica: Well, things have gone from bad to unimaginable. There's a videotape of me and Marshall alone in his place when we had no reason to believe anyone would be watching. Need I say more?
Margo: No. Oh, my God.
Jessica: Oh, it -- it gets better. Now I'm being blackmailed with that tape.
Margo: Being blackmail -- who would blackmail you? Jessica, whoever it is, I'll have them hauled in here so fast --
Jessica: It's Paul Ryan.
Paul: Bonnie, I know why you want to see me, and the answer is still no.
Bonnie: Whatever is on that videotape has Marshall foaming at the mouth. Now we both had a hand in setting up illegal surveillance of the future D.A. of this town. I am not gonna wait till he takes office to make us his very first case! Now, Paul, all we have to do is give the tape back.
Paul: It's not gonna happen. I'm sorry.
Bonnie: No, you're not. You're not sorry at all. You don't even care.
Paul: No, it's because I do care, about this town, about the people I love, and I'm not giving that tape up to you, the cops, or anyone else.
Bonnie: The entire reason we got involved in this was to keep Marshall out of office. It didn't work, Paul. It's over. Now, he's being sworn in tomorrow. What do you need that tape for now?
Paul: I can't explain that to you. All you need to know is that I told Marshall I would destroy the tape as long as I get what I want.
Bonnie: Which is?
Brandy: Hey, lover. I've got what you want.
Paul: All right, let's go. Bonnie, I know it's hard, but you have to trust me.
Aaron: You can go to jail. You might get a Police record.
Lucy: Is what I'm doing any crazier than staying in Oakdale, maybe never seeing you again?
Aaron: Okay, this is not working. Look, I don't know how to get through to you.
Lucy: Don't even think about waiting for me to fall asleep and then leaving in the middle of the night or something, because I would follow you. And I wouldn't stop until I found you.
Aaron: How did you get so stubborn?
Lucy: You've met my family. Okay, so this is what we're gonna do -- we're gonna go to Franklin, we're gonna trade your motorcycle in for a car that the Police can't trace, then we'll go to someplace safe and figure out how to convince Hal Munson that you're innocent.
Aaron: It'd be easier to get your dad to like me than prove anything to Munson.
Lucy: This is gonna work, Aaron, I promise. We'll make it work.
Craig: The credit card company said Lucy charged some gas at a gas station off I-70.
Hal: Oh, great, so where's this gas station?
Craig: It didn't say.
Hal: Craig, I can call the credit card company. I can find out myself.
Craig: I could call my lawyer and stop you.
Hal: Or I can stop the car and I can just boot you onto the curb.
Craig: You could try, Hal, but right now, my daughter is on the open road with a guy I wouldn't trust to wash your dog, okay? And if you don't think I wouldn't move heaven and earth to get there first --
Hal: Fine, fine, Montgomery. We'll play this your way for now.
Craig: Does this car have a speaker phone?
Hal: Yep. Dial the number of that gas station.
Carly: You see, now we're talking. You always could knock 'em back.
Mike: So can you, my friend.
Carly: Mike, we are friends, aren't we?
Mike: Strange, but true. [Carly laughs] now, let's get back to this canceled wedding, and tell me a story that I can make some sense of, all right?
Carly: Okay. Craig's daughter ran away. And Craig was upset. I said some things he didn't want to hear. And he said some things that I absolutely could not believe.
Mike: Romantic things?
Carly: No! Come on, who do you think I am?
Mike: I think you're the woman -- sorry, I take that back. You're the other friend who helped Molly lie to me for months.
Carly: Oh, so what? So shoot me. Put me out of my misery. I happen to love my cousin. She wanted you, and I helped her to get ya.
Mike: You helped her deceive me.
Carly: That's hairsplitting. And by the way, I happen to love Jack very much, buddy, so don't even go suggesting that I allowed Craig to talk to me in any kind of romantic way whatsoever, all right? I just -- well, he might have hugged me. But that's all.
Mike: And Jack saw? Nice, Carly. Nice.
Carly: Shut up! It was a truce hug because we had said some very vicious things to each other. That's all. You know, something just occurred to me.
Mike: What's that?
Carly: Why are you here bothering me when you should be at home having make-up sex with Molly?
Mike: Do you really have to ask? Well, after I found out that she forked over money to buy a life for me, I walked out on her. Ow!
Carly: Oh, did that hurt? Well, you should consider yourself lucky, you know that? Because Molly is hurting 10,000 times worse. All because of some man and his tender little baby ego tried to redefine the word "dumb."
Mike: It's not about a job, Carly. It's the fact that she wasn't honest about it. I gave her so many opportunities to come clean, but she did not do it until she was cornered.
Carly: You set yourself up to be lied to, Mr. Self-important, ethical man. Molly couldn't be honest with you because when she realized how important this whole pride thing is, she was terrified of how you'd react. Don't you get that?
Mike: I guess not.
Carly: What? Oh, okay, this is beautiful. So you're dying to be told the truth, and now you're gonna walk out on me, now that I am telling you the truth? Besides which, you're not sober enough to drive, so give me your keys.
Mike: Forget about it, all right?
Carly: You can give me your keys, or I could always slash your tires.
Mike: Don't lose 'em.
Carly: I won't. I'll put 'em someplace very safe. On second thought, let's not go there.
Mike: Fine. I've been there, remember?
Carly: Yeah. I should've known better than to get drunk with you. A girl could get pregnant that way.
Mike: I'm sorry, Carly. I mean it. I just -- I don't like reminding you of Nora.
Carly: We had a baby together, and we lost her. Nothing reminds me. She's always there. Sometimes I think that's part of the reason that Jack and I rarely even discuss having children. We always say we'll wait. Sometimes I wonder what we're waiting for.
Mike: You guys still have time.
Carly: Did. We did have time, but not anymore, right?
Mike: I'm sorry --
Carly: No, please, don't tell me that you're sorry again. I have a bag full of "sorrys," and I'm sick of 'em! What is the matter with the heat in this place for heaven's sake.
Mike: What do you mean?
Carly: It's hot! Aren't you hot?
Mike: I guess. I don't know. I guess I just thought it was the champagne. Where's the thermostat?
Carly: Over there.
Mike: You want me to go turn it down?
Carly: No, no, no. I think I can handle it.
Jack: I found her with Craig -- again. He had his arms around her and she had her arms around him.
Molly: So they were hugging? Jack -- string up that harlot and slap a scarlet letter on her chest. How dare she hug another man on the eve of your wedding?
Jack: No, don't -- don't make me sound like some jealous psycho, okay, Molly? This isn't about hugs! It's about the whole damn thing. First Craig and Carly go into business together, and then they turn our wedding into some big cover story on a bridal magazine. I'm playing the part of the groom in Craig and Carly's wedding extravaganza.
Molly: Does that really matter? Because you mean more to Carly than Craig ever could.
Jack: Yeah, well, unfortunately, that has yet to be seen.
Molly: That's ridiculous. You're being ridiculous. You know what? Give me a present. I'm gonna open up a present.
Jack: Molly --
Molly: Any present. Let's see what's here. China -- perfect. Do you know what this is, Jack? It's a pattern that Carly picked out. And do you know what she was thinking about when she picked this out? She was thinking about you. And I think that was right before she talked about how great it would be to be eating off these same plates at your 50th wedding anniversary. Do you want me to call her, Jack? Because I will. I will call her right now. We both know she'll be down here in two minutes. She'll meet with us --
Jack: No, Molly. You know, the only thing I can do is talk to the Hotel manager and pull the plug on this whole damn thing.
Aaron: Uh, hopeless! I don't know what made me think I could fix this.
Lucy: Well, I can call down to the front desk and they can get another one.
Aaron: I don't think the service is quite like the Lakeview. I just wish I knew what the reporters were saying about us on the news.
Lucy: Do you think they went to Alison and asked her about us? I can't imagine her passing up a chance to be on TV.
Aaron: When those kids at Webster recognized us, I mean, they didn't mention anything about one of our friends giving out interviews. Maybe she kept her mouth shut for once.
Lucy: Hope so. Okay, I'm gonna go take a shower.
Lucy: Yeah. You know, the thing you stand in and water falls on you? Don't worry. I won't use up all the hot water.
Aaron: Go ahead. Take your time. Think of something quick. Think of something quick. Baseball cards, frostbite, World War I, World War II. Auto motorcycle repair --
Lucy: Hey, will you toss me those clothes we bought?
Aaron: Yeah. I'm going to the vending machine to get some soda or something. Do you want something?
Lucy: Sure. Oh, and a candy bar, if there are any.
Aaron: Okay. Whoa. Train wrecks, famine, root canal. Root canal. Craig Montgomery finding me in a hotel with his naked daughter. Yeah, that'll do it.
Lisa: Oh, Isaac, unwanted person over there -- didn't we permanently ban that little bimbo from our fine establishment?
Isaac: Looks like she needs a little reminder.
Lisa: I know. Would you please do the honors? I don't feel like spewing any venom tonight. Thank you. Oh, Kim!
Kim: Hi, darling.
Lisa: Hi, sweetie. How are you?
Kim: I'm okay. How are you?
Lisa: Where's that handsome husband of yours?
Kim: Oh, he's at a pharmaceutical convention, and I'm looking for some company. What's the matter?
Lisa: Oh, it's that man-child of our extended family seems to be up to his hip boots in trouble.
Isaac: Hey, I hope you don't mind. I need to say a few words to your tablemate. You need to get out of here. We don't like you here.
Paul: Isaac, Brandy and I have some business, but it won't take long. All right?
Isaac: Come here. You know she's trouble.
Paul: I can handle it, Isaac. I can handle it.
Brandy: Now, does this mean you're not even gonna buy me a drink? Okay, no chit-chat. I have a message.
Paul: I don't need you as a go-between anymore, Brandy. Travers and I have an understanding.
Brandy: Oh, really? Then understand this -- he's the one who sent me. He wants you to know that your father is definitely coming into town tomorrow night.
Paul: And --
Brandy: And Mr. Steinbeck wants to see you.
Margo: We gotta get the tape back from Paul. We don't want anyone seeing this.
Jessica: I've tried, but you know how obsessed Paul is about making his father pay.
Margo: All right, all right. I will -- I will talk to him and see what I can do.
Jessica: If you just knew how dirty all this makes me feel --
Margo: Hey, you know what? You can't waste your time and your energy on regrets. You gotta just do something to get your life back on track right now.
Jessica: Oh, Margo --
Margo: Jessica, come on. You made a mistake. You didn't break the law, you're not married to Ben.
Jessica: But if he should find out about this, it would just --
Margo: Look, you know what you gotta do? You've gotta figure out if Ben is the right person for you. If he can live with you not being perfect.
Jessica: I'm not perfect? When did that happen?
Margo: That happened about 15 years ago. I was gonna mention it.
Jessica: How I wish you had.
Margo: Baby, I will talk to Paul.
Jessica: Really, thanks.
Margo: Shanks? Give me a copy of that data that I transferred to you. I'm gonna set up a little welcoming home party for James Steinbeck.
Brandy: When Steinbeck gets to Oakdale, Marshall's gonna give me an address so that I can take you to him. That's the deal.
Paul: You bring me down some dark alley, I end up in a dumpster? No, thanks.
Brandy: Are you nuts? Do you think that if I actually thought there was a hit man involved that I would have anything to do with this? No. Travers is a lawyer, not a mob boss.
Paul: I gotta hand it to you, Brandy. You're smooth, but let's get one thing straight. I'm not playing any games here.
Brandy: You're carrying a gun?
Paul: There's only one person I really trust in my life, and she's not here. But when Rose gets back, I want her to come home to a safe place. And I will do whatever it takes to make sure that happens. Now, my advice to you is, be on the winning side of this thing.
Bonnie: I want some more answers from you.
Paul: Bonnie, not now.
Bonnie: You can go -- now. What is going on with you, Paul?
Paul: I am trying to stop my father! Now, for the last time, I am not using that tape to hurt you, or your mother, okay? I --
Bonnie: My mother? Wait, what does that tape have to do with my mom?
Paul: Bonnie, Bonnie, forget it. Just forget it.
Kim: Paul, Paul -- could I have a word with you?
Paul: Aunt Kim, I have to be somewhere, okay?
Brandy: No, no, wait just a minute. Marshall, I don't know what's really going on, and I don't think I want to know. Because Paul Ryan just practically pulled a gun on me, that's why! Look, just forget the rest of the money. I want out.
Paul: I'll meet you tomorrow night. And you better show up and you better lead me to Steinbeck like you promised. Understand?
Molly: So did you cancel everything with the hotel manager?
Jack: He left for the day. I left him a message.
Molly: Jack, could you even think of the possibility of facing the rest of your life without Carly? Because I don't think you can.
Jack: You managed to live without Jake.
Molly: Sure. Because I'm a survival expert. The problem is that I thought learning to live without Jake meant that someday I'd be able to learn to love somebody else. But, um, I just managed to mess up my best chance at that.
Jack: Are you talking about Mike? What happened?
Molly: I think the most important thing here is that, um, I thought I learned everything there was about loving by loving Jake. Because our love was unbelievable. But it's not like riding a bike. You know? It's not that you forget how to do it, it's the believing that you can do it that's tough. Believing that you can love somebody and that they can love you back for a lifetime. Carly believed it. Mike did, too. So what's wrong with you and me, Jack?
Carly: I wonder if he's already thrown all my stuff out into the street. I know something, though. I bet he left Parker's stuff alone. It's one thing about Jack -- he loves my kid.
Carly: And my kid really loves him, too. Ah! Here we are. I knew you were hiding someplace.
Mike: Haven't you had enough?
Carly: No. You can go if you can't take it.
Mike: Give me that. I'm not gonna leave you alone in this place, all right?
Carly: You should, though. I'm perfectly safe. You should go and see Molly.
Mike: Do you know before I found out all this bad stuff I told her I loved her. Never said it back.
Carly: Wow, that's undying love for you, huh? It lasts a couple of hours, and then kicks the bucket when it's challenged the first time.
Mike: I mean, I just don't think it's a good thing when you sleep with someone, and you share your dreams with someone, and they just lie to you.
Carly: It's all Rosanna's fault.
Mike: Why are you two constantly blaming Rosanna for everything?
Carly: Oh, please, don't you dare even try to defend that woman, okay? Because when you're talking about liars, she is the world champ.
Mike: She's just trying to live her life as best she can, all right? She's not an angel, but she --
Carly: Let me understand something here, okay? So you're gonna forgive Rosanna, and you're not gonna forgive Molly?
Mike: I expect more from Molly because she meant something to me. All right? Rosanna admitted what she did and we got past it. It's over now.
Carly: Michael --
Carly: You're a liar, too.
Mike: What do you mean?
Carly: You told Molly you loved her. Love is about forgiveness and compassion, and here you are throwing it all away because a woman loved you so much, she was too desperate to think straight.
Mike: Got an answer for everything, don't you, Carly?
Carly: Mostly. You know, when love is real, it's like -- it's like one of those ankle bracelet things that they put on you when you're under house arrest. You can try to get away, but you get shocked or zapped or something. Alarms go off. And you really ache. And your heart just feels like it's being pulled into a billion bits and pieces, and then you feel like you can't even breathe without that person, you know? No, no --
Carly: I'm supposed to be with Jack right now. But he doesn't love me anymore.
Mike: Carly, yes. You know he loves you. He does.
Carly: Then how could he do this? How could he do this to me?
[Sobbing] how could he do this to me?
Hal: Yeah, this is Lieutenant Munson. Do you have any idea where those kids were headed?
Cashier: Maybe a motel?
Craig: Why do you say that?
Cashier: I don't know. Dude kept telling the girl she had to rest.
Hal: Are there any motels near where you are?
Cashier: Nothing but it's lovers' lane out here.
Hal: Yeah, thanks for your help. Let's take a ride to that gas station, talk to this guy face-to-face. Maybe we can jar his memory.
Craig: Aaron Snyder has my little girl in a motel room, Hal. Floor it!
[Sound of car accelerating]
Aaron: Oh, sorry! Sorry.
Lucy: You handed me the wrong bag before.
Aaron: I found a TV.
Lucy: Oh, were we on the news?
Aaron: I didn't stick around long enough to find out. It was in a bar, so I took off in case they carded me.
Lucy: We have to be careful.
Lucy: What, do I look dorky in this, or something?
Aaron: That's not what I was thinking, Lucy.
Lucy: You're so sweet.
Aaron: What are you doing?
Lucy: Kissing you good night.
Aaron: Okay, let's just cool it with the kissing until I'm not completely alone with you looking unbelievably sexy.
Lucy: I trust you.
Aaron: Yeah, I just don't trust myself. I hope you used all the hot water. 'Cause my shower needs to be cold.
Lucy: Unbelievably sexy?
Jack: Look, I'm sorry I brought Jake into the conversation. It wasn't fair, and I'm sorry.
Molly: I'm actually glad you did, because I want to ask you something, Jack. If you knew that Carly was gonna die tomorrow, would you still feel the same way you do right now? You asked me what happened with Mike. He left me.
Jack: He left you? Well, you two seemed so happy.
Molly: Yeah, well, that was before he found out that I lied. The whole reason he has that job building the Burn unit is because I gave a donation to the hospital.
Jack: And that's a bad thing?
Molly: Yeah, because I didn't tell him about it. Knowing how furious he was with Rosanna for doing the same exact thing.
Jack: Mike's a proud guy, but you're not Rosanna. He should know how to tell the difference.
Molly: Just like you should be able to tell the difference between Carly's feelings for Craig and the way she feels about you.
Jack: I guess I'm the kind of guy who wants to know how long he can expect the love to last.
Molly: Does it matter? Maybe you get it for a minute, maybe you get it for a hundred years. But if you're lucky to have it at all, shouldn't you grab on with both hands and never let go?
Mike: I'm gonna go open a window or something.
Carly: Don't even bother. They're sealed.
Mike: Can we break it?
Carly: We can try.
Mike: With the way your luck's going, you'll probably end up breaking a body part instead.
Carly: Oh, this is perfect. Now tell me that the gods aren't conspiring against me. I'm drunk and blind, too. Where are you?
Mike: I be right here.
Mike: Here. Told ya. Seriously, let's get out of here. Let's find someplace cooler, something.
Carly: You can go.
Mike: I told you that I'm not gonna leave you alone in this place.
Carly: You know something, you've always been sweet.
Mike: You know what? Guys don't want to be sweet. They want to be, like, sexy, and edgy, you know -- cool.
Carly: Well, you are -- you are so sexy and edgy, you're sharp! It's so hot, we gotta cool you down.
Henry: Ah, it's the dulcet tinkle of Carly Tenney. Well, there's men's clothes, and women's clothes -- naked people! Yep, one picture -- one picture's gonna be worth a thousand of Rosanna Cabot's dollars. Come to baby.
Guard: I'm all yours, baby. I hope you like handcuffs.
Lisa: Kim, are you absolutely sure Paul had a gun?
Kim: All I know is, I heard her say, "you're carrying a gun." And then, I could tell by the way Paul looked at me, he wanted to know if I'd heard it. I don't know what's going on, but it doesn't sound very good to me.
Lisa: Doesn't sound very good to me, either. Maybe we should have a little talk with him?
Kim: I think maybe we need somebody with a little more clout.
Kim: Margo, you sound like you're in professional mode.
Margo: Oh, well, you just caught me here. I'm starting back full-time tomorrow. What's up?
Kim: Oh, that's really perfect because I need your help.
Margo: Why, what's going on?
Kim: I have no idea why, but I have a feeling Paul is walking around carrying a gun.
Jessica: Hi, sweetie. Has Ben come in yet? We have a date.
Bonnie: Oh, no, he's here. I'm actually glad I have you all to myself for a minute though. There's something I need to talk to you about.
Jessica: What? You seem so serious.
Bonnie: This tape Paul has. What does it have to do with you?
Ben: Ah, there she is.
Jessica: Ah, hey.
Ben: You are coming with me, milady!
Bonnie: Ben? My mom and I were just having something, a little conversation here.
Ben: Great, and it can wait, right? Right?
Bonnie: Yeah. Yeah, it can wait.
Ben: Great. Let's go.
Lucy: I can't sleep.
Aaron: It's tough in a strange place. Do you want me to turn the bathroom light on, or something?
Lucy: I feel like such a baby. Look, don't think this is corny or anything, okay?
Aaron: I won't.
Lucy: It's just, I've had my arms around you all day, and now you're not next to me -- it just feels wrong.
Aaron: Then I'll stay here.
Lucy: Till I fall asleep?
Aaron: However long you need me to.
Lucy: In case I wake up?
Lucy: Till morning?
Molly: Come on. You gotta open at least one present, okay? I did, c'mon.
Jack: This one looks like it's wrapped for the wrong party.
Molly: "I love my daddy?" Well, if you're looking for a sign, that could be one.
Jack: Yeah, good or bad?
Molly: Good, Jack. Babies are always good. You know that. Gives you something to hope for. A reason to live besides yourself. And you and Carly could use that right now. Okay --
Jack: Hey, Mol. That love stuff you were talking about before, you're pretty good at it. Don't give up on Kasnoff. He knows you're worth it.
Guard: You have ten seconds to vacate the premises, sir.
Henry: Can I do that with my camera? No, I didn't think so. That's a very expensive piece of equipment, so -- you know what? If I promise to be very, very quiet? Quiet as a little mouse? And then I -- I won't take any pictures, and -- leaving.
Carly: Smells good.
Mike: It's called soap.
Carly: I thought you might be asleep.
Mike: I keep seeing Molly's face.
Carly: You should go to her.
Mike: Not tonight.
Carly: It's the same for me, you know. I see Jack. That look in his eyes.
Mike: Don't start crying again, all right?
Carly: I can't help it. My entire life is going down the toilet. Tell me something, what kind of loser keeps making the same mistakes with the same perfect partner over and over and over again? Didn't I just say that's not what love is about?
Mike: Look, I don't know.
Carly: And obviously I don't either.
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