ATWT Transcript Thursday 11/21/02

 

As The World Turns Transcript Thursday 11/21/02

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Carly: I told you, Rosanna, to take your insane accusations someplace else! Instead you bring in this weasel for backup?

Henry: Um -- Ms. Cabot? As much as I would love to defend myself against your sister's wild accusations, I would like to take the high road. I think we need to talk here in private before this goes any further.

Rosanna: On the contrary, Henry, I want Carly and Mike to be the first to hear the evidence against them.

Mike: Whatever evidence you think you might have drummed up, we're not gonna take it seriously, so you might as well leave before you really end up embarrassing yourself, Rosanna.

Rosanna: Carly is the one who should be embarrassed, Mike, and so should you. You slept with her again. Which is gonna hurt a lot of innocent people again, and I'm not gonna let you get away with it!

Henry: Ms. Cabot, please -- just a moment. Can we just talk in private?

Rosanna: What? Did you get the id on the fingerprint or didn't you? Didn't you?

Henry: Yeah --

Rosanna: So spit it out.

Henry: The fingerprint from the pen that you gave me for comparison does not exactly match the print we got from the glass at Monte Carlo.

Rosanna: So, whose print is on the glass?

Henry: Craig Montgomery's.

Jessica: You can walk away from me, Marshall, but you are gonna answer the question. What is it that Steinbeck is holding over you that keeps you doing his bidding?

Marshall: I don't know what you're talking about.

Jessica: You owe me this.

Marshall: I owe you?

Jessica: You led me to believe there was a decent man beneath that hard exterior.

Marshall: And now you want me to assure you that your instincts were good? You've denied everything you felt about me. Now you ask me to reassure you that what you felt was real after all?

Jessica: I do not deny having shared your bed, Marshall --

Marshall: And now you want to use that fact to get information out of me? I thought I was the one who didn't have scruples.

Jessica: I need to believe in my heart that you would not be in business with James Steinbeck, not unless he was holding some kind of loaded gun to your head.

Marshall: I don't owe you a mea culpa.

Jessica: You owe me the -- the peace of mind in knowing that I did not misjudge you when I felt --

Marshall: Felt what?

Jessica: When I felt your tenderness. When I felt safe in your arms. Marshall, let me help you. I can help you. Just, please tell me. What does Steinbeck have on you?

Marshall: He has nothing "on me," Jessica. I'm a decent man, like you said.

Jessica: Okay, then what? What is it? Do you owe him something? Does he have something you need?

Marshall: Haven't you caught on to Steinbeck's M.O. yet?

Jessica: Yes, I know his M.O. -- He manipulates and uses people. What more is there to know?

Marshall: Why he's so effective.

Jessica: What do you mean? I don't understand.

Marshall: James Steinbeck gets to you through the things you love the most.

Bonnie: Ahh! Who's there? Hello? Hello? I think it's a pretty good idea if you answer me. Hello? Is anybody --

[Bonnie screams]

James: Is it too early for a drink?

Bonnie: You stay back!

James: Obviously I've frightened you. I assure you that is not my intention.

Bonnie: What did you do with the lights?

James: The lights? Me? Are you sure you're current with your bill?

Bonnie: I'm warning you, stay back! Stay back or I will -- I will scream! I will scream as loud as I can.

James: No, no, no. I just want a drink -- brandy. Or don't you tend bar?

Bonnie: Isaac! Isaac is right in the back.

James: I seriously doubt that.

Bonnie: What do you want?

James: I like that! You come right to the point. I like that very much in a woman. Tell me, Miss Mckechnie, why you're so damned interested in my personal affairs.

Bonnie: Get out! Get the hell out! Isaac, help me! Help me!

Isaac: Can he make it, ladies and gentlemen? Or will the light turn red? It'll turn red. What the -- my brakes. What's wrong with my brakes? This isn't happening. This isn't happening. Okay, I gotta get a grip. Gotta get a grip -- on the emergency brake. Damn, damn, damn! Come on, God, not this, not now. I'm not gonna let you take me away from Bonnie. Please!

Bonnie: Help me! Anybody, Isaac! Anybody! Help me!

Lisa: Bonnie? Honey! Where --

Bonnie: I didn't even know you were here.

Lisa: Oh, honey, it's all right. I was just in the storage room. We've had a problem with these lights --

James: It seems that I've frightened her, Lisa. I'm very sorry.

Lisa: Well, if it isn't the devil himself. You are no longer welcome in this establishment. You should know that.

James: That's not very hospitable on your part. I just came in for a drink, a little chat, a little socializing.

Lisa: Well, I'm sorry, but we're closed. So you're trespassing here. You're going to have to leave or I'm gonna call the cops.

James: Oh, don't bother Oakdale's finest. Miss McKechnie, honestly, I just wanted to chat.

Bonnie: Don't believe him, Lisa. Don't you believe him for one minute. If you hadn't come here, I have no idea what he would have done to me.

James: Oh, it wouldn't serve me to hurt a pretty thing like you -- not you.

Bonnie: I think I'm going to be sick.

Lisa: No, you're not. He's gone now. You're gonna be all right. You just wait a minute now.

Bonnie: It was like he just appeared out of nowhere. Then all the warnings that my mom and Isaac and Paul were giving me, it was just -- there's nothing like being face-to-face with that man. I just -- I just knew I was in for it, Lisa. I was in for it. I knew he was just gonna -- I can't even think about it.

Lisa: Baby -- here. Shh, shh. Drink this. You need this. Drink it down.

[Phone rings] I'll get that. Hello? Java underground. Dear God, oh, no. All right, thank you.

Bonnie: What?

Lisa: Isaac has been in a car accident.

Bonnie: What?

Jessica: "Steinbeck gets to you through the things you love the most." Marshall, is he holding someone you care about? Has he hurt someone close to you?

Marshall: No -- he's much more subtle than that.

Jessica: Information --

Marshall: He knows something I need to know.

Jessica: What do you mean?

Marshall: It's an answer I've searched for since college. An answer that could change my life. That's all I'm at liberty to say.

Jessica: Marshall, don't let him win.

Marshall: It's too late, Jessica.

Jessica: No, it's not too late. People's lives are on the line. Not just Paul Ryan, my daughter's safety could be in jeopardy. Steinbeck's confronted her once already.

Marshall: I tried to warn her about him. Beyond that, what else --

Jessica: Yes, you can. You can do something. Please, just do the right thing.

Marshall: No matter what the consequences? I can't! Jessica, look at me. What do you see?

Jessica: I see a man who can handle any situation. I see a proud man. I see a strong man.

Marshall: Well, maybe I'm not as strong as you'd like to think I am.

Jessica: Yes, you are. Yes, you are. I know you are. Just give yourself the chance.

Marshall: You think I like what I'm doing right now? Pursuing this case against Paul Ryan? Defending myself to you?

Jessica: I don't know --

Marshall: It's killing me. It's killing me to stand in front of the woman that -- that I care so deeply about and to have her think I'm a pawn in some madman's game of revenge.

Jessica: Then don't do it. Don't let --

Marshall: I have to! I don't have a choice! Look, I know when I die, I'm gonna be standing right at Satan's door for what I'm doing right now, but if you knew my circumstances -- which are dire, to say the least -- you'd understand I don't have any other choice. But, Jessica, you do -- you do have a choice.

Jessica: To do what?

Marshall: To protect yourself and your family.

Jessica: I'm not stepping down from Paul's case.

Marshall: Just take a long vacation. But get away from this while you can.

Jessica: No.

Marshall: For God's sake, why not?!

Jessica: Because I know about you and Steinbeck now. And I want to stand in that courtroom face to face with you, with you knowing that I know. I want to look in your eyes Marshall -- I wanna look right in your eyes like I looked in your eyes when I was in your arms. And I want to see if you have the guts to spit in the face of justice then. And I don't think you do.

Rosanna: What do you mean, the print on the glass is Craig's?

Henry: I don't make this stuff up, I just read the reports.

Carly: You're trying to invent proof that I slept with Craig? I didn't sleep with anybody that night, Rosanna. I was alone. Who cares whose prints were on a glass!

Mike: What's happened to you, Rosanna?

Rosanna: Nothing has happened to me, Mike, except that I've gotten wise to my sister.

Mike: You're snooping through the garbage. Are you proud of that? You got this guy to combing through the trash so you can find my fingerprints. And that little stunt in the hospital when you dropped the pen? That was to get another finger print for comparison?

Rosanna: How do you know the print on the glass is Craig's?

Henry: I was able to access his prints through various files. The man's been arrested more times than a Milltown hooker. Oops -- no offense.

Carly: Are you listening to me, Rosanna? I was not with Craig!

Rosanna: I'm not that stupid, Carly, I know that you weren't with Craig. He was out of town that night looking for his daughter.

Henry: But his prints.

Carly: Were all over that office. They're probably on everything in there.

Rosanna: Henry, I want you to wait outside.

Henry: Okay, we need to settle the terms of our --

Rosanna: Out! Out! Get out. Out!

Carly: You have completely gone off the deep end, you know that don't you?

Rosanna: I don't think so. I think I'm seeing things much more clearly than I have in a long time.

Mike: But your evidence didn't pan out, though, did it?

Rosanna: Well, I don't need a fingerprint to know what is going on with the two of you. You slept with her the night before her wedding. Period. I know it. And you know how I know it? Because I can feel it. I was young the first time that you two betrayed me. Too young to know what was really going on. But I'm older now, and wise enough to see what it all means. The little looks, the so-called "friendship," the gentle touches.

Carly: You don't know what you're talking about.

Rosanna: I am not gonna deny what I see with my own eyes. When you two guys are together, lives get ruined. Children suffer. Friendships wither. Love rots and dies. And it's not fair. And it's not right. I am not gonna let it happen again.

Carly: She's crazy.

Mike: Maybe. Maybe not.

Margo: I want that lab report the minute the guys are finished dusting Jenkins's car.

Cop #1: Sure thing, detective.

Bonnie: Margo! Margo, where's Isaac? Have you seen him?

Margo: Hey, hey, hey. Just take a breath. He's okay.

Bonnie: Are you sure?

Margo: Yes.

Bonnie: Oh, my God, I just -- the whole way over here, I just had the worst, most awful things going through my mind.

Margo: Yeah, yeah.

Bonnie: Is he okay?

Margo: Yeah, yeah, he's gonna be fine. He's lucky. He's got some bumps and bruises, but they're taking care of him now.

Bonnie: What in the world happened?

Margo: Well, we're not sure. But Isaac said his brakes gave out. He's a lucky guy. He wrapped himself around a tree. And, fortunately, his air-bag deployed.

Bonnie: And nobody else was hit?

Margo: Like I said, he's a lucky guy.

Bonnie: Where is he? Is he in there?

Margo: They're taking care of him there.

Bonnie: Thank you.

Ben: It looks like it's right here. Right here.

Bonnie: Oh, there you are. Oh, thank God. Are you okay?

Isaac: Ow.

Bonnie: I'm sorry. Oh, you are hurt. What happened?

Ben: He banged up a rib or two. But it could have been a lot worse. God had an angel watching over you. I'm serious, man. You're all set.

Isaac: Thanks, man.

Ben: Hey, glad I could be here.

Bonnie: Thanks, Ben.

Ben: Yeah.

Bonnie: Oh, my goodness, I don't --

Isaac: You are a sight for sore eyes, you know that?

Bonnie: If anything ever happened to you --

Isaac: Shh. I'm fine. Okay, I'm just fine.

Bonnie: And I'm happy. I'm so happy. Now I can finally catch my breath.

Isaac: You know, there was a moment there where I had lost control of my car, I was afraid I wasn't gonna see you again.

Bonnie: Baby --

Isaac: I could take dying. But if I didn't see my Bonnie again, that would be worse than any hell I could be sent to.

Bonnie: Oh, honey -- come on, let's get you out of here.

Isaac: I want you to know something. You're the most important thing in my world. You are my world.

Bonnie: You're mine, too. Let's go. Let's get you out of here. Come on.

Margo: Oh, well, didn't I give you guys enough time to get the smooching out of the way? How're you doing, Isaac?

Isaac: I'm a little sore. But I'm ready to blow this popsicle stand.

Margo: Listen, can I talk to you two a second?

Bonnie: Yeah, sure.

Isaac: Yeah. What's up?

Margo: Isaac, one of the lab guys got a look underneath what remains of your car. Your brakes were tampered with.

Rosanna: You acted like an idiot tonight.

Henry: It's not my fault the fingerprints turned out to be Craig's.

Rosanna: You made me look like an idiot in front of my sister.

Henry: Oh, well, you know what? My heart breaks for you. And I will knock off 10% from your bill. Good doing business with you, Ms. Cabot.

Rosanna: Where do you think you're going?

Henry: I'm gonna go type up your invoice!

Rosanna: Not so fast. There's the matter of a rather large security guard that chased you out of the Monte Carlo offices that night. I'm sure she will be able to ID the man that Carly was with. I want her found.

Henry: I want a cool million and a rose-colored Bentley. Dem's da breaks, okay?

Rosanna: Don't you dare walk out on me!

Henry: Ms. Cabot -- Ms. Cabot, it has been nice doing business with you. But it is now concluded. Okay? As I told you, my partners are not keen on pursuing this any longer.

Rosanna: Are you a man?

Henry: Look -- look, Ms. Cabot, I value my freedom, okay? And if I don't toe the line here, I could end up in jail.

Rosanna: A great loss to society, I'm sure.

Henry: Okay, maybe it means nothing to you. But you know what? I've got three gorgeous blonds and a slew of bartenders that are depending on me, okay? So good luck snooping. Ta-ta.

Carly: Don't tell me you let her get to you, Mike. You and I are not evil people.

Mike: I didn't say we were evil. But how can you argue with what happened all those years ago? The first time we made love, God knows how many people suffered. Rosanna's right about that much. We hurt people.

Carly: Well, there's an ounce of truth in every lie, Mike. But that ounce doesn't tell the whole story.

Mike: You know what? And I lost a friend. And we lost a child.

Carly: That was one of the saddest things I've ever had to live through. But I don't blame myself anymore. You can if you want to, I just don't see the point in carrying around a ten-ton bag of guilt the rest of my life. You and I made a mistake.

Mike: Two mistakes.

Carly: Fine. Two mistakes. We didn't mean to end up together all those years ago. And we didn't mean to end up together this time either. It's -- it's over. It's as over as Rosanna's pathetic attempt to do us in using that nitwit Henry Coleman. She thought she had enough ammunition to destroy us all, and she blew it. And I, for one, Mike, am going to be happy about that. We're safe.

Mike: Safer. What's next?

Carly: Next? We live our lives.

Mike: Maybe you're right. I don't know. Isn't that why I came over here in the first place? To complain to you about blowing it with Molly?

Carly: Yeah. And I was whining because I -- and I hate to admit this -- I was jealous of a little baby, worried that that child would replace me in Jack's heart.

Mike: So, we were both being a little bit foolish.

Carly: More than a little.

Mike: Well, what are we going to do about it?

Carly: I have to start by figuring out what Jack needs from me. And then I have to do my best to give it to him.

Mike: And I'm gonna do the same with Molly. But beyond that -- I think that we should promise to stay away from each other.

Carly: That makes it sound like we have some kind of secret passion. That's not what this is about, Mike. What happened, happened because we were upset, because we thought we were the only two people left in the world.

Mike: And, today, Rosanna walked in and an innocent hug turned into ammunition. We dodged a bullet with her. I don't know how many bullets fate allows us, but I'm not gonna tempt it.

Carly: Well, as long as we stay friends.

Mike: Always.

Jack: Hey, you two.

Mike: Hey, Jack.

Carly: Hi.

Jack: It's funny you're here, Mike. I just left Molly's.

Mike: I better get over there. Thank you for letting me unload on you.

Carly: Yeah. Anytime.

Jack: He's finally sleeping. Come on, buddy.

Carly: What were you doing at Molly's?

Jack: Showing me the baby stuff she's got. Oh, it's okay. It's okay. I'm sorry. It'll save us some money once we put the nursery together.

Carly: Jack -- I want you to know something, okay? I don't blame you for any of this. And I know that, lately, it sounded like -- like I do. But that's me feeling -- feeling frustrated with this entire crazy situation and trying to let off some steam. I know you didn't make Julia crawl out of the woodwork. And I know that you were hoping that you would never have to see her again. But she showed up, worst fears came true. And I know that it has been as difficult for you as it had been for me -- more even.

Jack: I didn't expect you to jump for joy, Carly. To be honest, I'm not sure what I expected from you.

Carly: You probably expected a lot more than I gave you. I let you down.

James: I'm distressed, Marshall. I'm very distressed.

Marshall: Then maybe you should have summoned the physician or a psychiatrist.

James: You know, you've never been good at humor, don't try to start now.

Marshall: Is this distress of a legal nature?

James: I can feel my son slipping out of the noose, which causes my neck to tingle, which is uncomfortable and totally unacceptable.

Marshall: Don't worry about Paul. I won't lose him. But you -- you -- you need to lay low and stop causing so much trouble.

James: What I do with my time is totally my business.

Marshall: I'm the D.A. Everything you do is my business!

James: Then why don't you start acting like District Attorney and put my son in prison for life? Now, you just keep this case moving at an acceptable pace, and everything will be just fine.

Marshall: Or what?

James: Or what happened tonight will just be the opening salvo.

Marshall: Tonight? What do you mean -- wait a minute. What have you -- what have you done?

James: Just tend to the business at hand, Marshall.

Marshall: Look here, you monster -- there's only so far I will be pushed. All right? There's a point where I will fight you, no matter what!

James: I see. So you're willing to spend the rest of your life without knowing about certain matters that are important to you. Very --

Marshall: Shut up! Look -- if you hurt anyone -- and I mean anyone -- I'll bring you down myself.

Jessica: Ben?

Ben: Hey.

Jessica: I got here as soon as I could. Is Isaac all right?

Ben: Yeah. He cracked a rib and has a couple of minor cuts. But from what I hear his car looked like, he should be doing double duty on the thank-you prayers.

Jessica: Oh, God, what a relief.

Ben: Hey -- hey, you're shaking.

Jessica: Well, I just left the Lakeview. I was in the room where Brandy Taylor was murdered when I heard about the accident. And all I could think is -- was Bonnie in the car with him? What if Ben doesn't know what's going on?

Ben: Hey, hey, hey. No, no. Everything is okay. Bonnie's all right. She's in with Isaac right now. You wanna go see them?

Jessica: Yes. Yes, I do. Thanks.

Isaac: You're telling me somebody messed with my brakes on purpose? Who?

Margo: We're not certain. But your brake lines were definitely cut.

Jessica: Hey.

Margo: Hi.

Jessica: Isaac, you all right?

Isaac: Yeah. I'm just a little sore.

Bonnie: Mom, Margo tends to think that Isaac's brakes were tampered with.

Jessica: What?

Margo: I'm afraid so.

Jessica: Well, the obvious question is, who would want to hurt you, Isaac?

Bonnie: Steinbeck. Steinbeck.

Isaac: Sounds about right.

Bonnie: No, it was him. It has to be. I know it was. He came to Java underground tonight right before we opened.

Margo: What was he doing at Java?

Bonnie: Trying to scare the living you-know-what out of me. And he did a pretty good job. I mean, the lights went out, and then all of the sudden, he was just there.

Isaac: And you didn't bother telling me that because?

Bonnie: Well, right after that, I got the phone call that you were in the hospital. And then I was just stumbling over myself trying to get here. I guess I just put it in the back of my mind --

Margo: Bonnie -- Bonnie, what did Steinbeck say?

Bonnie: He said some -- he said that it would not serve him to hurt a pretty little thing like me. He said, "not you." As if he was choosing who he would hurt. Don't -- don't you see? Right when he was telling me he wasn't gonna hurt me, he was hurting you.

Molly: Mike?

Mike: Hey. I've been thinking a lot about you.

Molly: Makes two of us. I keep wondering what to do. Do I get a place big enough to fit all this stuff? Or do I just get a small, manageable apartment for rent, put all this stuff in storage to collect dust until I die of old age? At which point, Abigail and her kids can come sort through all of it and wonder why the crazy bat kept all this useless garbage.

Mike: Well, what did you decide?

Molly: To leave it all here and make a run for it with just the clothes on my back.

Mike: Don't run just yet, all right? I have a better suggestion.

Molly: Oh, no. No, no. Don't you dare stand there with that guilty look on your face and ask me to move into the cottage with you, because I won't. So you can forget it.

Mike: Come on, Molly, hear me out.

Molly: No, Mike. I hate charity, especially romantic charity. So just -- you know what? Don't throw pennies at my heart.

Mike: I totally understand. I hate handouts, too, remember?

Molly: You're too damn honest, Mike. The first thing out of your mouth is the truth.

Mike: Which means --

Molly: Which means, you were sure earlier that you did not want to live with me. So I'm not gonna believe that, in just a few hours, you've decided it's a great idea.

Mike: What if I wasn't thinking clearly earlier?

Molly: No, you were loud and clear. "Yeah, I got a place for you to use as storage. But it doesn't mean I want you to move in with me."

Mike: Look, sometimes, Molly, when -- I don't know, call it a bad habit or whatever -- when I feel like life's getting too permanent, I just -- I run. It's an old instinct. Run before you get tied down and you can't follow your bliss anymore.

Molly: Follow your bliss?

Mike: You know what I mean. You know, like, the thing that moves you. The thing that keeps --

Molly: Believe me, Mike, the last thing I want to do is tie you down and keep you from following your bliss.

Mike: You didn't let me finish, did you?

Molly: I'm sorry. Go on.

Mike: But then I remember -- you know, maybe it takes me a little while -- but I do eventually remember that I don't need to follow my bliss anymore because my bliss is already right here with you. You are what makes life worth living, Molly.

Molly: What exactly are you saying?

Mike: That I'm an idiot, again. Come on, move in with me.

Molly: I don't know.

Mike: Wait, wait, wait. You might as well do it. Because if you don't, I'm just gonna move out of that house.

Molly: Why?

Mike: Because every time I think about that lake house, I picture you sitting in that little ratty chair, you know, sipping tea, cuddled up with a little lap robe over you, laying in my arms. I picture that place without you in it, it's just -- it's cold, it's empty. I don't wanna live there without you. Come on. What do you say?

Bonnie: Everybody warned me. They all warned me to stay away from Steinbeck. But did I listen? No! I couldn't listen. And now look what he's done to you.

Jessica: Steinbeck gets you through the things you love the most.

Margo: Excuse me. What was that?

Jessica: Oh, something somebody said to me about Steinbeck. Listen, Margo, shouldn't we be on the offensive with this man? Now, I mean, we have an eyewitness, the Events Manager, who can place Steinbeck at the Lakeview the night Brandy was murdered.

Margo: All right. All right. I'm on it. If anyone needs me, I'll be at the station prepping Steinbeck for a little q&a. Isaac, you take care of yourself. Bonnie -- that was good work -- this time. But do not put yourself in this kind of danger again. Do not give Steinbeck any reason to seek you out.

Jessica: Now do you understand why I've been warning you about this man?!

Bonnie: Mom, believe me, I get it now.

Jessica: Please, please, please, Bonnie, you have to promise me that -- no more intrigues with the man. Promise me!

Bonnie: I promise, okay? I've definitely learned my lesson. I will leave him alone.

Jessica: All right. Now you two be careful going home tonight.

Bonnie: Yeah, we will.

Isaac: We will. I'm gonna take a taxi. I don't think either one of us are steady enough to drive.

Jessica: Good. Good. I'll see you later.

Bonnie: Okay.

Isaac: Why the long face?

Bonnie: Well, I just promised my mother that I would back off of James Steinbeck. But I can't help but to feel like I'm just leaving Paul out in the cold.

Isaac: Well, I wouldn't say that.

Bonnie: And why not? You're thinking about doing something, aren't you? Isaac, no! No! No violence! I don't want to deal -- no.

Isaac: Do you know what the first thing they teach you in martial arts is? Hmm? Peace.

Bonnie: You're trying to tell me you're a peaceful man?

Isaac: Yeah. I am peaceful -- until somebody messes with me or someone I love. And then I take things very seriously.

Bonnie: So what are you planning to do?

Isaac: Find Marshall Travers. Find James Steinbeck. And then I'm gonna even the score.

Jack: Let me down? Carly, you didn't let me down.

Carly: Don't do that. Don't let me off the hook that easily, Jack.

Jack: I'm not letting you off the hook. It's just the way I feel. You have nothing that you should be sorry for.

Carly: Julia -- Julia made me crazy, Jack -- the family photographs and planning our lives. I was so mad, I couldn't see straight. It shouldn't have been like that. I should have been able to see how it was for you, given what she put you through and what she did to get herself pregnant. This has been a lot harder on you than it could ever be for me. Hopefully, if Dr. Weiskopf is telling the truth -- hopefully, the state won't release her tomorrow. We just have to pray that happens.

Jack: Right. Right. And what if, one day, J. J. wants to know who his biological mother is, mm? What do we tell him? What do we tell him, Carly, that doesn't scare the living daylights out of him? Because you know what? I'm never been this confused before. The what-ifs are piling up one on top of the other.

Carly: I know. What if you stop asking what if?

Jack: Well, it all disappears when I look into his eyes. Yeah. When I do that, I know how blessed I am. I've got a lot of blessings, Carly. Not the least of which is a wife that I love unconditionally and cutest little redheaded stepson. Now, I've been handed this whole other life out of nowhere. How do I make it make sense?

Carly: Make it -- make a family of it, I guess.

Jack: Can I do that?

Carly: Yeah, you can do that. If Julia is locked away tomorrow, Jack, then we will have a bigger family than we bargained for. We will make it work.

Jack: You mean that?

Carly: Yeah. Parker needs a little brother anyway. You know, he's getting to that age where he need somebody to torture on a regular basis. And I need you -- today, tomorrow, forever, Jack. And if I have to share you, I guess I can live with that. I will live with that, Jack, happily.

Jack: I love you. Okay. Here's a hard question for you. What if, by some miserable fluke of the legal system, Julia walks free tomorrow?

Carly: Then we figure that out, too. Mr. and Mrs. Snyder and their sons. How about that, Jack?

Jack: You kill me, Mrs. Snyder. You're absolutely amazing. Do you know that?

Carly: Now, how about you hand over little Jackie. And let an old man take a rest.

Carly: Hi, Jackie junior.

Jack: Actually, I've been calling him J. J. What do you think about that?

Carly: Well, hello, J.J. My name's Carly. I think I'm gonna be your mom.

Mike: No offense.

Molly: Oh, you don't play fair.

Mike: Why not?

Molly: Because when you do, these sweet things -- when you say these things, you get my stomach all turned upside down. And how can a girl think straight under those circumstances?

Mike: Good. Now you know how I feel every time I look at your face. All right, so is that a yes? You'll move in with me?

Molly: I don't know. Because I think that I know you so well one second, and then you throw me this curve ball. And it's surprise after surprise.

Mike: Come on, you like surprises.

Molly: Yes. Yes, I do.

Mike: About this living together thing --

Molly: Yeah?

Mike: I have never been more sure of anything my entire life.

Molly: Oh, my God.

Mike: We'll send someone for these boxes, all right? Let's go home.

Molly: Wait, my purse.

Bonnie: Oh, come on, honey. Come on, I know you. And I know your temper. You will knock the guy out or karate chop him or whatever, and then he'll turn around and put poisonous snakes in your sheets.

Isaac: Don't say stuff like that. I have to sleep tonight.

Bonnie: Come on, Isaac, I'm serious.

Isaac: I'm serious, too. Travers and Steinbeck won't even know what I'm up to.

Bonnie: You never told me exactly what you're planning to do?

Isaac: Well, first, I'm gonna find out exactly how those two sharks crossed paths. Somewhere wrapped within that answer is exactly what we need to take 'em down. You trust me, Bonnie. I'm gonna stop 'em both in their tracks.

Lisa: Oh, dear. You want me to 86 him instead of having him ruin your evening?

Jessica: No, no, no, I can handle him. Thanks.

Marshall: I've been trying your cell phone.

Jessica: I turned it off. You're not supposed to use them at the emergency room.

Marshall: Is Bonnie all right?

Jessica: Well, now that's an interesting question. And you don't even seem surprised that I was at the emergency room.

Marshall: Well, doesn't your boyfriend --

Jessica: And why would you assume that something has happened to Bonnie? "Steinbeck gets to you through the things you love the most." He really did do this, didn't he?

Marshall: What happened?

Jessica: It was Isaac this time.

Marshall: Is he hurt?

Jessica: No, thank God.

Marshall: I don't -- I don't know what to say.

Jessica: Marshall, I've asked you, I've begged you to do the right thing. But now I don't give a damn what Steinbeck has on you. Someone I care about could have been killed tonight. My daughter could have been in that car and been killed tonight. And I'm holding you responsible.

Marshall: How can I be responsible for what that lunatic does?

Jessica: You could put an end to this madness, but you won't.

Marshall: Jessica, look -- listen to me, please --

Jessica: You know -- you know, no. Suddenly I don't like the company in here.

Margo: James -- I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but it is so good to see you.

James: Well, if it isn't my favorite ex-lover and my favorite detective. What can I do for you, Margo?

Margo: Isaac Jenkins was in a terrible car accident tonight. Someone fouled with his brakes.

James: That's a pity.

Margo: Isn't it?

James: Yeah.

Margo: I don't suppose you know anything about it?

James: Automotives are not my métier.

Margo: James, it's time that you and I got together again for an official tête-à-tête down at headquarters.

James: It's just a waste of time, Margo. You know it's not going to go anywhere.

Margo: What do you say I've got a couple of surprise for you? I think you're gonna be interested. 10:00 a.m.? I'll have the coffee just the way you like it -- nice and hot.

James: Oh, a working breakfast. I like that. Shall I bring anything?

Margo: Yeah. Your lawyer.

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