ATWT Transcript Thursday 10/31/02

 

As The World Turns Transcript Thursday 10/31/02

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Motel manager: Lieutenant, if Iíd had any idea those kids were on the run ‑‑

Hal: Relax, pal, nobody's accusing you of anything. Did they say where they were going?

Motel manager: Not to me. I heard 'em take off this morning.

Hal: Who was on the desk last night?

Motel manager: Me.

Hal: Who's on the desk now?

Motel manager: Nobody. I'm tight staffed these days.

Hal: All right. You can go. We're gonna stay. We're gonna look over this room.

Motel manager: You take all the time you need.

Hal: Oh, I need a record of the calls they made from this room last night.

Motel manager: Sure thing.

Craig: I'm trying to convince myself that Lucy and Aaron didn't share this bed last night.

Hal: Let that go, Craig. You've gotta start thinking like a cop now. We have to make this room tell us how to find Aaron Snyder.

Margo: Okay, guys, listen up! This is today's duty roster. I don't wanna hear any complaints. Some of you get to go to Jack's wedding, and some of you get to go to the reception. And all of us get to keep the streets of Oakdale safe on Halloween.

[All moan]

Margo: You know, I said I don't want to hear any complaints. You think I like being tied to my desk while Hal is away? Look, those of you who go to the reception, keep it light on the booze. 'Cause we'd all like to have a very safe Halloween. And, look ‑‑ this is Jack's big day. He and Carly have waited a long time for this. I don't want him to think we can't hold down the fort here. Get to work!

Margo: "Daddy's little trooper"? Oh, please, no.

Holden: Hey, the marrying man. How're you doing?

Jack: Hey, Holden. I'm okay. Who am I kidding? I'm better than okay. I'm pretty much over the moon. How's Lily?

Holden: Same deal. Absolute bed rest until the baby's born. She feels terrible that she couldn't be here today.

Jack: Hey, listen, the point is that you have a healthy baby. That's all that matters right now.

Holden: I told her you'd understand. But, still/ you know ‑‑ young, old ‑‑ you never stop worrying about your kids.

Jack: No word from Aaron?

Holden: No. And I can't stop worrying whether or not he's all right.

Jack: I appreciate you being here. I know you got a lot on your mind.

Holden: Are you kidding me? This day was supposed to happen, what, two, two and half years ago? It's happening now. And I would not miss it, okay?

Jack: Yeah, well, it almost crashed and burned, but somehow we managed a last‑minute save.

Holden: What, pre-wedding jitters?

Jack: Something like that. But from this moment on, everything is going to be great.

Molly: Hey, cuz.

Carly: Hi.

Molly: How generous of the hotel to give us the entire lounge to get ready in, right? That way, you know what that means? You can have a few shooters if you get nervous, huh?

Carly: Oh, I'll pass. Thanks.

Molly: Headache?

Carly: Yeah. I'll be alright.

Molly: Mm, beautiful. I spoke to the florist, and they're gonna be here in about a half an hour. I picked up Parker's suit, and oh ‑‑ oh, oh, oh, I spoke to John. He says he's gonna bring Parker by just before the wedding so he doesn't get antsy and mess the suit up.

Carly: Well, thanks, Mol. You thought of everything, huh?

Molly: Oh, and I also took the liberty of talking to Kim and asking her to control the Press, because I want your wedding to be a wedding ‑‑ not a zoo, okay? And I also asked her to keep the Press and Craig's publicist as far away from Jack as possible.

Carly: You're brilliant, Mol. You are so unbelievably terrific ‑‑

Molly: Oh, stop it. Stop it. No tear‑stained cheeks on your wedding day. Can you believe it's come, Carly? After everything you've been through, the day has come when you finally get what you deserve.

Margo: Hey, what brings you two down to the cop shop on the scariest night of the year, huh?

Katie: Oh, well, Tom tells us you've been working a few days a week.

Margo: Yeah, well, don't get your knickers in a twist. My doctor said it's okay. Besides, I was going nuts sitting at home.

Katie: Oh, tell me about it. I know what you mean.

Simon: Being antsy and impatient must be a family trait then, huh?

Margo: What's your excuse?

Simon: I've got nothing else to do?

Katie: Actually, we are trying to figure out who set the fire at the Snyder barn.

Margo: You should know that private investigators are not to be involved in open Police cases, and there has been an arrest in that case.

Katie: Well, our client doesn't believe that Aaron Snyder is guilty.

Margo: Your client?

Katie: Margo!

Margo: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I couldn't help. So, what'd you come to me for?

Katie: Well, we were hoping that you would help us get a look at Will Munson's medical records.

Margo: What?

Simon: Yeah, it would give us a better idea of where Will was in the barn and how he got hurt.

Margo: What are you two thinking? Are you out of your minds? Barbara Ryan would go have a cow, and Hal would be ballistic. No, I'm not gonna help you. No way.

Simon: They're not gonna know. C'mon.

Katie: We won't disturb Will, I promise. It's just that we can't get in. There's all these guards posted out his hospital room.

Margo: Well, there's a reason for that, Katie. Go away.

Katie: I figured as much.

Simon: All right, all right. Margo, listen. We don't have a client. We were just trying to sound professional. We're doing this because your gorgeous, beautiful little niece that you both have, Lucy? She asked us to do it. That's why we're doing this. Please help us out?

Margo: Lucy came to you?

Simon: Yes.

Katie: Yes, and we just figured, if we can find out who really set the fire, that'll give Aaron and Lucy a reason to come home. I'm sure you're as worried as I am, and Craig is going out of his mind. Just the thought of our little niece out there in the middle of nowhere must ‑‑ but if you can't help us ‑‑

Margo: Oh, all right, all right, all right. Enough with the heartstrings. This has just been a hellish day for me. It's Jack's wedding, and it's Halloween, and ‑‑

Katie: I know. You know what? It's fine, Margo. If you can't help us, we'll figure out some other way.

Simon: Come on.

Margo: Wait a minute. You know, if you should look at the duty roster on your way out, you would notice that I am very short on manpower, and there's 60% coverage at the hospital at best.

Simon: Oh, like maybe even outside Will Munson's room?

Margo: Like maybe you're not putting words in my mouth, are you?

Simon: No, I wouldn't do that. Would we do that? No, we don't do those sort of things.

Katie: Oh, Margo, you're the best.

Margo: Go, go, go.

Simon: And by the way, you look beautiful.

Margo: Get out of here. Hagwood!

Hagwood: What's up, detective?

Margo: I found this on Jack's desk.

Hagwood: Cute.

Margo: Not very.

Hagwood: Why, you think it means something?

Margo: I think it means that his crazy ex‑wife is back in town.

Hagwood: Julia?

Margo: Yup, one and the same.

Isaac: Was I wrong about the time we're supposed to meet, or ‑‑

Bonnie: No, no. It's me. I'm running a little late. Marshall's swearing in went on a lot longer than I expected.

Isaac: Was your mother there?

Bonnie: Yes. Yes, she was. She was there, all right.

Isaac: You get a chance to ask her what's been bothering her?

Bonnie: I didn't need to. Mother's doing just fine.

Isaac: Well, you're not. I don't have to be Ben Harris, brain surgeon, to figure that out. No sooner do I evoke the spirit of my big brother, then there he is.

Ben: Hey, hey.

Isaac: Hey.

Ben: How you doing?

Isaac: Good, good. Bonnie was just telling me about Marshall's swearing‑in ceremony.

Jessica: Yeah, we didn't get a chance to talk afterwards.

Bonnie: No, that's quite alright.

Jessica: No, I think we need to. Would you guys mind going on inside and getting us a couple of drinks, and we'll be right in. I just need a moment alone with my daughter.

Ben: Sure, no problem.

Bonnie: How long has this thing between you and Marshall Travers been going on?

Jessica: It's not what you think.

Bonnie: I am not the little girl in white socks and a school uniform anymore, mother! I am a woman, and certainly experienced enough to know the look that goes on between two people when they've been doing ‑‑ well, I don't have to tell you what you've been doing, because you were the ones that were doing it, right?

Jessica: Bonnie, Bonnie, it's ‑‑ whatever was going on with Marshall, it's over, okay, so ‑‑

Bonnie: Does Ben know that?

Jessica: No, he doesn't. And he does not need to know now.

Bonnie: Oh, I see. So you want me to lie to Isaac and his brother for you, right?

Jessica: I hate that you put it that way, but yeah, that's exactly what I need you to do.

Emily: Oh, sweetie, you look beautiful. I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Carly: Thank you.

Emily: Molly told me that you and Jack had a terrible fight yesterday.

Carly: Yeah. Well, Craig was acting like the only reason Jack and I were having a wedding was so I could drum up publicity for the new company, and so Jack got fed up, he called off the wedding, and marched out. It was terrible. I have to tell you, I said to myself, "this is it. This is really it this time."

Molly: Till he walked back in this morning.

Emily: What a roller coaster. But now, here you are.

Carly: Here I am.

Emily: You know what? Hal has been putting a lot of pressure on Jack, and I'm sure that's why he flew off the handle on ‑‑

Carly: Oh, no. Jack is used to pressure from Hal.

Emily: Okay, well, then forget it. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter, because Molly and I are gonna make sure that this day goes off without a hitch.

Molly: That's right. You can count on us.

Carly: I don't deserve it.

Emily: Oh, yes, you do.

Carly: I don't.

Emily: Yes, you do. Yes, you do. Oh, and on a positive note, did you hear that Craig's off with Hal looking for the kids?

Carly: Really?

Emily: Really. So for the first time, he's not gonna screw up your day.

Carly: Well, thank God for small favors, huh?

Molly: C'mon, cuz, everything's gonna be fine, right?

Carly: Right.

Mike: Ms. Hughes?

Kim: Mike, hi. Are you here for the wedding?

Mike: No, actually, the people at WOAK said that you'd be here, and Bob wasn't at the hospital. I thought he might be with you.

Kim: Oh, no, I'm sorry, he's in California at a medical conference.

Mike: Damn.

Kim: Why, what's the matter? Is there a problem with construction of the Burn unit?

Mike: No, the only problem is me. I think I should pull out of the project.

Kim: Why? No! Why would you want to do that?

Mike: Well, I found out yesterday that I got the job because Molly made a contribution, and I just feel terrible the hospital got pressured into using my company.

Kim: Oh, no, no, no. Wait a minute. You've got this all wrong. Bob would never accept that kind of pressure. He wouldn't respond to that kind of pressure. There's no way he would allow a contributor to force him into a decision he'd be unhappy with. As a matter of fact, I remember him telling me that the board was leaning in your direction, and that is before Molly ever made her contribution.

Mike: You're not just saying that?

Kim: Absolutely not. In fact, he was telling me how pleased they are with the work that you're doing, and he said that you were skillful and professional, but as much as anything that was so meaningful, he said you were respectful of the fact that you're working in the hospital. Now, that is what he said.

Mike: I just don't understand why she couldn't let me get the job on my own.

Kim: Molly was kind of a lost soul when you met her. Jake was gone, and she'd lost the custody of her two little girls, and, you know, that happened right after Abigail had been through that nightmare experience. And then you came along. You really brought something good into her life. I'm sure she wanted you to stay in town, but the money that Molly gave only helped to make the project a reality.

Mike: I guess that's one way to look at it. I don't know, I just felt used, so that's what I told her.

Kim: I'm really sorry to hear that. You couldn't just see this as somebody being helpful? I mean, men help the women they love all the time. Nobody thinks anything about that. Can't a woman do the same thing for a man she loves?

Mike: She didn't tell me she loved me.

Kim: Aw, but listen, Mike. Love isn't necessarily what we say. It's what we do. It's the actions that we take. And Molly took some of the money Jake gave her, and she helped to make sure that there was a job there that you really wanted. That wasn't just for Molly's sake, that she wanted to keep you working here in Oakdale. It's for your sake, too. Do the math, honey.

Bonnie: Paul and I just kept looking for any piece of evidence to keep that monster out of office, and the whole time, you were sleeping with him?

Jessica: Bonnie, it wasn't like it was some ongoing affair.

Bonnie: We just kept assuming that Marshall was going to meet with James Steinbeck. But the whole time, he was about to meet with you. Oh, mother. Oh, God. The more I look at this, the worse it gets. Paul didn't show me that tape because it was x‑rated. But he saw it. He saw you and Marshall ‑‑ I can't even think about it!

Jessica: I don't want to think about it either, much less discuss it with my daughter, but I have to.

Bonnie: No. No, you don't, because I don't want to hear any more.

Jessica: Yes, I do. Because there's a possibility that tape might be released ‑‑ soon.

Bonnie: Why? Why, is Paul blackmailing Marshall with it?

Jessica: And me. He's wanted me to continue the relationship with Marshall, and try to get information on his father. Marshall's doing everything he can to prevent him from making it public.

Bonnie: What does that mean, everything? Marshall's doing everything he can?

Jessica: You know, Bonnie, believe it or not, there are some things about Marshall that Iíd rather not concern myself with.

Bonnie: You know, my whole life, I've always thought of you as the best ‑‑ the finest person I've ever known.

Jessica: Well, sweetheart, maybe it's time you took me off that pedestal. I'm only human.

Bonnie: Yes, you are. You're just like everybody else. And I guess that's what's so hard to swallow.

Emily: Holden.

Holden: Emily.

Emily: I was hoping Iíd run in to you. You heard anything about the kids?

Holden: No, nothing. But I did hear that Alison took off, too. You've gotta be as worried as I am.

Emily: Yeah. Well, I guess you know Ali's the one who stole Hal's keys and busted Aaron out of prison.

Holden: I heard.

Emily: I guess she didn't want to stick around and face the music. Did you hear her car was found abandoned on I‑55? I mean, this young girl driving by herself. Did some stranger get her to pull her car over? I mean ‑‑

Holden: No. No, I'm sure that's not the case. I'm sure she probably just left it there because she knew that she'd be an easy target for the Police. This is like one never ending nightmare.

Emily: Believe me, Hal is on the warpath.

Holden: Yeah, well, I'm gonna be frank with you, Emily. I know that Hal is worried about Will, but he came down pretty hard on Aaron. If he hadn't done that, those kids never would have taken off.

Emily: I know. I love that man with all my heart, believe me, but he is stubborn, he is determined, and he is mad. And there's a part of me ‑‑ a very big part of me ‑‑ that's terrified what's gonna happen if he catches up with them.

Hal: Nothing. Nothing.

Craig: Lucy, where are you and that biker fella going?

[Knock on door]

Hal: Yes.

Motel manager: I've got that printout for you. There's only one toll call, to the 317 area code.

Craig: Where's that?

Motel manager: Indianapolis.

Hal: Thank you. Indianapolis.

[Hal and Craig mumbling to themselves] huh.

Craig: What is it?

Hal: The Franklin College Student Union. They left Webster University, now, they're going to Franklin College? Does Lucy have college friends all over the states?

Craig: No, no, no, and I doubt Mr. Hair has any friends in the colleges, either.

Hal: Well, why are they going from campus to campus?

Craig: You don't have to be a cop to figure it out. Have you ever seen a baby or an old person at a college campus?

Hal: Yeah, there's nobody there over the age of 21.

Craig: Exactly. So where do you go if you want to get lost in a crowd?

Hal: Let's go.

Lucy: Franklin College. We're finally here. Here.

Aaron: Now, here's a sculpture in front of the Journalism building. This must be the place.

Lucy: My dad always wanted me to take a tour of the colleges in the Midwest. Oh, if he could see me now.

Aaron: Well, it's a good thing he can't. The fewer people that see us, the better.

Lucy: They gone yet?

Aaron: Yeah. It's safe now.

Lucy: I thought Mitch Pepper was supposed to be here by now.

Aaron: Well, when I called him, he said he'd meet us right in front of the Journalism sculpture. Don't worry, he'll be here.

Lucy: I hope he gets here soon and I hope he's in the market to buy a motorcycle. I mean, even after we ditch the bike, we're still gonna stick out like sore thumbs.

Aaron: Are you kidding? We're blending. We're totally blending.

Lucy: Yeah, but what if these people have seen the flashes on TV and the news?

Aaron: Lucy, news? Take a good look around. Do any of these guys look like they watch anything besides soap operas or MTV? Nobody knows we're here.

Alison: Well, there you are! Hide in plain sight. I like it. Totally works for you.

Lucy: Alison?

Alison: Did you miss me?

Rosanna: Listen, ah, let's make this quick, shall we? Carly and her entourage are all over the hotel today.

Henry: Oh, all right. The good news is that I've found a lab that can lift the fingerprints off the champagne bottle and glasses that Carly threw out last night.

Rosanna: Oh, that's very good. Then we can finally have definitive proof that Carly slept with Craig last night.

Henry: Slap me if Iím being too personal, but doesn't it bother you, darling, that you're sticking it to the guy that you've been involved with ever since you got back?

Rosanna: Not if I can stick it to my tramp of a sister at the same time.

Henry: Whoa. Well, talk about two birds with one stone.

Rosanna: But before I can hurl that stone, ducky, I need proof. So run along now. Our business is finished here. Jack, well, it looks like the big day is upon us, hmm?

Jack: It is, Rosanna, and even you won't be able to screw it up for Carly and me.

Rosanna: Oh, stop. I hope this is one appointment that she isn't late for.

Jack: Oh, believe me. She wouldn't miss her big day. Don't you worry.

Rosanna: It is a big day ‑‑ for Monte Carlo as well. It's very generous of you to share your day with so many.

Jack: No, it's okay with me if Carlyís company gets a little free publicity.

Rosanna: Carly and Craigís company, you mean.

Jack: What's your point, Rosanna?

Rosanna: Oh, no. No point at all. I mean, really. It's just strange. You know, Craig didn't come home last night. I just can't imagine where he was. Do you know?

Jack: Yes, I do. I know where Craig was, and what he was doing, and it didn't have anything to do with Carly, so why don't you get your facts straight before you go baiting someone?

Rosanna: Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed that ‑‑

Jack: No, you assumed that Craig and Carly spent the night together last night, so you decided to drop this little bomb on me on the day of my wedding and watch the sparks fly?

Rosanna: Well, Jack, I ‑‑

Jack: Why don't you do for a change, Rosanna, something other than making other people's lives miserable? Get a life of your own.

Molly: Mike.

Mike: What are you doing out here?

Molly: I told Carly that I'd meet the florist and tell him where to put the bouquets. What are you doing here?

Mike: I've been looking all over for you.

Alison: Do you have any idea what Iíve had to do to find you guys?

Lucy: Why were you looking for us?

Aaron: What are you doing here, Alison?

Alison: I'm a fugitive on the run! I mean, who'd have thunk it. I know my mom's probably been expecting this day for years now, and I'm still not looking forward to the lecture that I'm gonna be getting ‑‑

Aaron: About what?

Alison: About helping you escape! I mean, I'm terrified beyond belief, but is this cool or what? I've never felt more alive and, I mean, we've actually been on television!

Aaron: Can you take that down just a decibel?

Lucy: Alison, coming after us is not what we would call cool.

Alison: Well, it beats the heck out of sitting in jail and waiting for Hal the avenger to throw the book at me. Which is where he'd be right now if it weren't for me, so a little appreciation?

Aaron: She didn't mean it that way, okay? We appreciate everything you've done.

Alison: Well, would it kill you to say it once in a while?

Lucy: Thank you! Obviously, your heart was in the right place, but now they're looking for three people instead of two, and you could have left a trail right to us! What are we gonna do with you now?

Alison: You just want to cut me loose after I helped you guys go free? Hey, I'm a criminal now, too, because I was trying to be a good friend to you!

Aaron: Alison ‑‑

Alison: No, no, it's okay! I should've known this is the way things would spin off. I'll just go.

Aaron: Go where? Where are you gonna go? You don't know anybody here.

Alison: I made it here all by myself. I can make it on my own.

Lucy: She said she wants to go, maybe we should just let her.

Alison: No, no, really, Aaron. It's okay. I've gotten pretty good at making good friends with people on the road. And the guys who've driven me around have been super nice.

Aaron: No, no, you're coming with us.

Alison: No, really, you've already got your hands full, and I'd just be a burden. There's this guy "thumper" that I met outside of St. Louis and he said I could stay with him 'til things cool down.

Lucy: Come on, Alison. We're not gonna let you go off and stay with a stranger.

Alison: It isn't up to you, okay? In fact, we didn't even see each other here, so ‑‑ good luck, Godspeed, or whatever that means, hope I don't see you in juvie.

Aaron: No, no, forget it, okay? You're not going to stay with somebody named "thumper" and you're not going off on your own. You've taken too many risks for me and for Lucy. Look, we're all we have over here, okay? We might as well stick together.

Alison: Like the three musketeers? All for one and one for all! Thank you so much. Where would I be without you?

Rosanna: Well, I'm sorry, Jack, you find me such a miserable excuse for a human being.

Jack: You know, at first, Rosanna, I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, but then I heard how you broke up Molly and Mike and ‑‑

Rosanna: I'm not going to apologize for thinking that people in a relationship should be honest with each other.

Jack: Oh, well, really? Good, ask me honestly where Craig was instead of insinuating things and trying to make trouble for other people. I would have told you that he left town last night.

Rosanna: How do you know that?

Jack: 'Cause he left with Hal Munson to go find Lucy and Aaron.

Rosanna: Well, I didn't now. And really, you know, you shouldn't jump down my throat for being a little compassionate with you. You're not the only one that's been forgotten in all this Monte Carlo hoopla.

Jack: Oh, gee, Rosanna, your concern is truly selfless. But I'm fine. In fact, Iíve never been happier.

Rosanna: Henry. Hi, it's Rosanna. Listen, Craig isn't the man that Carly slept with last night. No, I'm not kidding. Yes, of course, I want you to still do the lab analysis. If she wasn't with Craig, then who was she with?

[Rosanna sighs] Carly, Carly, Carly ‑‑

[Rosanna laughs] you're an even bigger slut than I thought!

Molly: I know I haven't had time to get everything out of the cottage, if that's why you're here, but I promise Iíll do it first thing in the morning.

Mike: You think a box of stuff's why I came looking for you?

Molly: I don't know, Mike. Because when you stormed out last night, you looked like you never wanted to see my face again.

Mike: Well, Iíve learned a lot of things over the past 24 hours.

Molly: What else was there to find out?

Mike: For one thing, that Bob Hughes was always gonna give me that hospital contract.

Molly: I tried to tell you that before.

Mike: I should have listened.

Molly: But it was no excuse. I still went behind your back and I'm really sorry. But then, I said that already, too, so ‑‑

Mike: Wait, wait, wait a minute ‑‑ look, nobody's perfect, all right? Least of all me. I had no right to say the things that I did to you.

Molly: I lied to you. And you got upset. Who wouldn't have? But I don't think there's any point rehashing it, do you? I think we should just let it go.

Mike: I can't. That's what I'm trying to tell you. I can't let it go.

Molly: I'm not sure that I'm understanding.

Mike: Well, I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm asking whether you would consider letting a stupid jerk back into your life?

Molly: I can't believe I'm hearing you say that.

Mike: I mean it, Molly. I acted like an idiot. And if you want to, I'll get down on my knees right now and I will ask you again.

Molly: No, no, no ‑‑ don't you dare do that. You're not an idiot. Okay? We both made mistakes.

Mike: And Iím probably gonna make a lot more. But there's one thing that is not a mistake, and that was getting together with you. It is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

Molly: Oh, Mike ‑‑ I'm never gonna keep anything from you ever again, okay? I was the idiot. Because I didn't trust that you would stay. For not believing that you would find a way to work it out. Okay? You and I wanted to be together. And I should've let you handle that. One look in those amazing eyes and I should've known that Mike Kasnoff was not about to let me down. Ever.

Mike: Just one more thing, all right? I just want you to know that there is no one, and I mean no one for me but you.

Carly: Jack! What are you doing here? You can't be here. You can't see the bride. You're breaking the rules!

Jack: This is the last hour we're gonna spend as two single people. I just wanted you to know ‑‑ you've made me so very, very happy.

Carly: You're tempting fate, Jack.

Jack: Oh, come on! You and I have already seen each other on our wedding day. Maybe one of us got struck by lightning, did we? In the last 24 hours, we've both been through hell and back and we survived. Looks like luck is finally on our side. So much so, that I'm gonna prove something to you. See this mirror?

Carly: Don't you dare break that mirror, Jack. I need that.

Jack: Give me a ladder, Iíll walk under it. You got a black cat around?

[Carly laughs]

Carly: Jack ‑‑ you're crazy.

[Jack sighs]

Jack: I just want you to know how much I believe in what we're doing. Marrying you, Carly ‑‑ it's the least crazy thing Iíve ever done.

Carly: I love you so much.

Jack: Nothing can come between us now. And that's exactly what I told Rosanna.

Carly: Rosanna is prowling around?

Jack: Ah, donít freak out. I put her into place. I guess it's time for me to go get in my monkey suit. It's really happening, isn't it?

Carly: It's really happening. Rosanna, you stay away from me today.

Margo: Hey!

Hagwood: If Iím gonna make the wedding I should leave.

Margo: Yeah, yeah ‑‑ take off, Hagwood.

Tom: How is my beautiful wife doing?

Margo: Ooh, all this and girlie clothes, too?

Tom: Oh, and your afternoon meds ‑‑ nothing but the best for my girl.

Margo: Yee‑hah.

Tom: How you holding up?

Margo: Well, I was fine until I found this on Jack's desk.

Tom: It obviously means something to you.

Margo: It means that Julia may be lurking about.

Tom: Then you know what you have to do.

Margo: Mm‑hmm, warn Jack. But on his wedding day?

Tom: The last time anybody saw Julia, she had lost her grip on reality. So she's probably dangerous and if she is at large, then I am not going to allow you to handle this alone.

Molly: Carly?

Carly: Hey! I was wondering where you'd gone to. We have to get dressed. Oh, hi, Mike ‑‑

Mike: Hey! I won't take long. I know you gotta get ready and stuff, and I gotta get home and change this jacket, all right?

Molly: Mike's coming to the wedding, Carly. We made up! We're okay.

Carly: That is the best news.

Molly: I am so happy.

John: Is there a bride somewhere in here? Oh!

Carly: Hi, honey.

John: How are you?

Carly: Come here.

John: Now, I told Parker this is gonna be a lot of fun here today, so don't you make a liar out of me, okay?

Carly: Okay.

John: You're gonna be on your best behavior, right?

Parker: Yes.

John: Okay. That's good.

Carly: Are you ready for mommy's wedding? Good. Hey, John, I know that I don't need to say this, but I will just to make it official ‑‑ none of this changes the fact that you will always be very important in Parker's life.

John: Well, thank you for saying that.

Molly: And, right now, I'm gonna take Parker up to Jack's room and start getting you dressed. Let's move.

John: Well, it's the day, heh?

[Carly laughs] all the happiness in the world ‑‑

Carly: Oh, thanks.

John: ‑‑ To you and Jack. Okay?

Carly: Yeah. Thank you. I saw you come in holding Molly's hand. That's the first time today that I really started to believe that everything was going to be okay.

Mike: We weren't thinking last night, Carly. You and I were desperate. And we thought our worlds had fallen apart. I just ‑‑ I keep asking myself why we didn't have more confidence in the people that we love.

Carly: Me, too. But last night's over. And today is what's important, right?

Mike: You're right. Be happy.

Carly: You know, I'm starting to believe that might happen.

Mike: It will.

Alison: Then we need to change our look. From our hairstyles to the way we dress. What do you think about me as a brunette? And, Lucy, you'd make a killer blonde. And if you cut your hair like crew‑cut short ‑‑

Aaron: The hair stays.

Alison: Fine. Suit yourself. But you should at least wear a hat or something. Oh, we should definitely change our names. Just call me Sunshine. What about you, Luce? What's your new alias?

Aaron: Hey. Hey, I think this may be the kid.

Lucy: Be careful, Aaron.

Aaron: Hey. You Mitch Pepper?

Mitch: You got me, dude.

Aaron: I'm a friend of Brady's from Webster "U" in St. Louis.

Mitch: Any friend of Bradyís, man.

Aaron: Okay? Well, he said you could hook me up with some wheels? I've got a motorcycle. It's almost brand‑new, low mileage.

Mitch: That sounds sweet. But I got nothing. I can't help you out, dude. But ‑‑ tell you what. Call this guy ‑‑ Buzzy Markman. He should be able to help you out.

Aaron: Buzzy?

Mitch: Campus motorhead. He'll have something to trade you for.

Aaron: Where can I find him?

Mitch: I'll tell you what ‑‑ go out that way, take a left. Couple yards down, you'll find a pay phone.

Aaron: Okay.

Mitch: Call Buzzy and get directions from him. It's the best I can do.

Aaron: All right. Thanks a lot, man.

Mitch: Good luck.

Aaron: Okay. Come on, let's go.

Hal: Lieutenant Hal Munson, Oakdale, Illinois, Police. I wonder if you have a minute to help us out?

Katie: Holden! Hi. Have you got a minute?

Holden: Yeah, sure. What's up?

Katie: We went to visit Will Munson in the hospital today. And guess what?

Simon: Will was admitted with burns to one of his fingertips.

Katie: And nothing else.

Holden: So? What are you getting at?

Simon: Well, is it possible that Will was playing with matches and he was the one who set the barn on fire?

Holden: You know, it's really not my place. But Will ‑‑ if you ask me, I think he's having a few problems.

Katie: What kind of problems?

Holden: He lied a lot. He was aggressive. I had to have long talks with Luke about how troubled Will really is.

Simon: So Will could have accused Aaron because he was afraid to admit he did it himself.

Holden: Don't think that that's crossed my mind? But how am I gonna go to Hal with that? Hal is not gonna trust anything that the suspect's father has to say.

Jack: Well, it's show time.

Holden: You guys are gonna stick around, right?

Katie: Yeah, absolutely. We wouldn't miss this for the world. Good luck.

Jack: Thank you.

Simon: Yes. Best of luck, Jack.

Jack: All right. Thanks, Simon.

Holden: Hey, look at you. Don't you look snappy? And you ‑‑ you look like one happy man, Jack.

Jack: I am. I am, Holden. Happier than I ever let myself imagine.

Margo: Look at you, Mr. Groom. You're mighty spiffy.

Jack: Well, flattery will not get me to work the afternoon shift.

Tom: No, Margo's already got that covered.

Margo: Yeah. Look, Jack ‑‑ could I have a word with you?

Jack: Yeah, sure. No problem. Hey, do you mind?

Holden: I don't mind. Go ahead ‑‑

Jack: Oh, boy, he's heavy. What's up?

Margo: I can't tell you how much I hate doing this to you on your wedding day. But you should know that this showed up on your desk in the squad room.

Jack: Julia ‑‑

Carly: Molly?

Molly: Carly ‑‑ oh, honey, you are so beautiful!

Carly: I can't believe it. It's actually happening.

Kim: All right. You have just a few minutes to take your pictures, so make them count.

Molly: Oops. Photo op's just about over. Twit 10:00.

Carly: Will you please tell Kim to get the Press out of here?

Molly: Absolutely. Kim?

Kim: Yeah. Ready? Okay. Sorry, that will have to be it. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Carly: I'll be blunt, Rosebud. You're not invited. Leave.

Rosanna: Too bad you're not calling the shots, sis.

Carly: Well, neither are you. Your vindictive little plan to break up Molly and Mike ‑‑ it backfired. Did you know that? They're back together, happier than ever. So, buzz off!

Rosanna: Well, Molly may have gotten away with bad behavior, but you won't. And I'm gonna make sure of that.

Carly: For the last time, Rosanna, there is nothing going on between Craig and me!

Rosanna: Maybe not. But there is something going on with you and somebody.

Carly: What are you talking about?

Rosanna: You, some champagne and a night of sex with somebody who wasn't Jack. I'm gonna find out who that man was, Carly. And when I do? I'm going to ruin your life. Have a nice wedding.

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