As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 11/26/02
Proofread by Ebele
Alison: Oh, I thought I'd never get clean again. I feel almost human.
Aaron: Hey, and all it took was a shower.
Alison: If we hadn't run into Sam again, we would've been driving around with green faces forever.
Aaron: Hey, that was the best disguise we've had so far.
Alison: I wish we could've stayed longer. That Rick guy was really cute.
Aaron: Are you okay, Lucy?
Lucy: I was just wondering if Lieutenant Munson spotted our car.
Aaron: If he had, he would have been waiting for us with half the Charlotte Police Department. He didn't see us.
Lucy: What if he's still sniffing around, asking questions?
Aaron: That's why I thought we should wait 'till dark before hitting the road.
Lucy: Well, it's dark now. What are we waiting for?
Alison: For you to calm down.
Aaron: Everything's cool, Lucy.
Lucy: He was here, Aaron. He was close enough to reach out and grab us.
Aaron: But he didn't. We're safe.
Lucy: For how long?
Alison: Not for long if we don't get going. So let's just listen to Lucy and start rolling.
Aaron: Everything's gonna be okay.
Lucy: Lieutenant Munson is closing in on us. I know he is, Aaron. I can feel it.
Emily: Look, I don't know who I'm talking to. And to tell you the truth, I really don't care. But this is Lieutenant Hal Munson's wife, and I would -- no, not Barbara Ryan. This is Emily Stewart, his one and only wife. Now, would you please put me through to Detective Hughes? All right. Are you sure she can't be interrupted? Can -- no. No, no. Just take a message, all right? Tell her that Emily called, and I need to speak with her right away. She has my number. Do you got that? Thank you. Bye-bye. Hey. Boys, where's the fire?
Jack: Guys, come on in.
Cop #5: What do you want us to do, Jack? Just name it, we're on it.
Jack: It's my son. I want you to protect him with your lives until we get our hands on Julia Lindsey.
Cop #5: Done.
Jack: I want all the access roads to the highways blocked. I want you guys to cover the train station, the bus station, the airports. I want coverage in this neighborhood, and I want somebody to watch the house just in case Julia comes back.
Cop #6: And when we find her?
Jack: Consider her armed and dangerous and bring her in.
Cop #6: You got it.
Jack: I'm gonna check on the boy.
Emily: What in the world is going on here?
Carly: Emily -- welcome to my nightmare.
Bonnie: Do you realize that this could be over tonight? Travers could be in jail, and my mother could be rid of him for good.
Isaac: Travers and your mother? The election's been over for a long time. How are those two still an issue?
Bonnie: You don't have to take me so literally, honey. I just -- I just meant that, you know, since Travers was so instrumental in making my mother's professional life a living hell, she probably would just be really happy to get him off her back. That's all.
Isaac: So what do you think's going on?
Ben: I think she's seeing another man.
Ben: Isaac, my brother -- just the man I was hoping to see.
Isaac: Hey. Hey. I was just thinking about you.
Ben: Oh, good things, I hope. How're you feeling?
Isaac: I'm good.
Ben: Good. Good. Look, Jessica's short a few chairs for Thanksgiving dinner. I was hoping I could pick up some extras, you know, maybe.
Ben: Are -- are you two in the middle of something?
Bonnie: No, absolutely not. I think it's a wonderful idea. You guys go find sufficient seating, and I'll wait here for my mom.
Ben: All right. Cool. Only pointing, no lifting.
Jessica: You know that Steinbeck got to that witness. Tampering with a witness is a serious crime, Marshall. Look, I know I was wrong to get involved with you, but I can't believe how wrong I was about the kind of man you really are.
Marshall: Sorry to disappoint you.
Jessica: Come on, Marshall -- the good Marshall Travers. It's a hell of a name to live up to, isn't it? Now, I know you were raised with strong values, with ethics, with honor. You cannot turn your back on who you really are, Marshall. It's in your fiber. It's in your very bones.
Marshall: What do you want me to do? I've tried --
Jessica: Well, try harder! Try harder. Stop letting Steinbeck control you. Stand up for yourself!
Margo: We're not quite finished with you, Mr. Steinbeck.
James: But I am quite finished with you, Detective Hughes. Now, I have come here of my own volition. I have made my statement. I believe this is the part where the District Attorney instructs the Oakdale Police to either charge me with a crime or let me go free.
James: My rights are being violated by this Police Department. Do something about it, Marshall.
Marshall: The eyewitness has recanted. This fishing expedition is over.
Jessica: He says jump, you say "how high?"
Marshall: My office has already brought charges against Paul Ryan for the murder of Brandy Taylor.
Margo: I am very much aware of that. But you have to understand --
Marshall: Then I don't have to tell you that running a counter investigation is a waste of our taxpayers' money, our resources and your time.
James: Sounds like a cease and desist to me.
Margo: I will desist when I am finished. If I find out that you have tampered with my witness in any way, shape or form --
James: Margo, you are blaming me because some deluded young man gave you a bogus lead weeks ago. I should sue for harassment. I don't have to condone these kind of personal attacks on my character. Where is the justice here?
Jessica: Yes, Marshall, where is the justice?
Marshall: Mr. Steinbeck is not a suspect and is free to go.
Jessica: You really had me fooled.
James: Oh, by the way, Jessica, I had the pleasure of meeting your daughter. Such a spirited, splendid, young woman.
Jessica: You even breathe in her direction, I'll murder you myself.
James: Oh, such passion and vitality. It must run in the family. You're no fun at all today. If you're gonna mope, why don't you leave, too? [Cell phone rings] Hello?
Barbara: James, it's Barbara.
James: Well, how is my beautiful wife this morning?
Barbara: We need to talk. Can you meet me at the Lakeview lounge?
James: This is a pleasant surprise.
Barbara: Are you coming or not?
James: She just can't wait to see me. Patience, my love. I can't wait to see you either. I'll see you soon.
John: Where've you been? I was looking all over the hospital.
Barbara: Oh, I couldn't stay, John.
John: Really? I expected you to at least want the results of Will's tests.
Barbara: It's always the same, isn't it? "There's no change, Ms. Ryan. We're doing the best we can, Ms. Ryan."
John: You should be grateful for those words, Barbara. It could be, "we've done as much as we possibly can."
Barbara: I know. And I'm very grateful for what you and the other doctors have done. I just couldn't, that's all.
John: Sure. Are you all right?
Barbara: I'm fine. I'm fine. And I'm gonna go back and see Will right after I take you to the airport.
John: Oh, that won't be necessary.
Barbara: Have you packed, John?
John: Well, it's on my list of things to do. Are you sure I can't talk you into coming along, you know? I'm sure that Andy and Duke would love to see you.
Barbara: No, I wouldn't want to intrude.
John: I hate to leave you alone on a holiday like that. Besides, I'd like the company.
Barbara: Well, I'm gonna stay here with Will and Paul. And if I had my way, I may not be dining alone.
John: Good. You'll be with Kim or Lisa? Who?
Barbara: Well, actually, I hope I'll be dining with James.
Jessica: You decent?
Paul: And dying to hear how things went with our key witness.
Jessica: Not as well as I'd hoped.
Paul: You don't even have to tell me. All of the sudden, our events manager isn't quite so sure that the person he saw the night of the murder was Steinbeck. Right?
Jessica: Once he retracted his statement, there was nothing the Police could do. They had to let James go.
Paul: I had a feeling something like this would happen. I try not to get my hopes up, I know how my father operates. But Bonnie and Isaac were here, they were so excited. They even went to go talk to my mother.
Jessica: About what?
Paul: Try to get more information about how Steinbeck and Marshall are connected.
Jessica: Wait a minute. What happened to them staying out of this?
Paul: Believe me, I've warned them. But they won't listen. For some reason, they'll do whatever it takes to get me out of here.
Jessica: Well, that makes three of us.
Paul: Thanks. Who'd have thought our lives would be so cosmically connected? Then again, who'd have thought I'd be behind bars, accused of murder instead of spending the holidays with my bride-to-be?
Jessica: Where is Rose?
Paul: Somewhere in Italy, thank God. Thank God she's not here to see what's going on.
Jessica: You haven't told her?
Paul: And that's the way it's going to stay.
Jessica: Wait a minute, Paul, now that's a little unfair. She's completely in the dark about the trouble you're in here? Now, if the roles were reversed, you'd want to know, wouldn't you?
Paul: No. I also want her to live, Jessica. And the best way for that to happen is to make sure she's as far away from Steinbeck as possible.
Jessica: Well -- is there anything else I can do for you? Anything I can get?
Paul: Who, me? No, me? I've got everything a guy could possibly want right here. Except freedom, quiet and comfort, I'm -- but all in good time, right? All in good time. You know, besides, when else am I gonna catch up on my reading?
Jessica: All right. Well, I'll see you soon. You take care.
Paul: Listen, Jessica -- tomorrow, when you sit down at the dinner table and have your dinner -- have seconds for me, all right?
Jessica: I'm gonna get you out of here.
Carly: So, Julia is on the run again. And Jack is doing everything in his power to make sure her child is safe. And I sound ridiculous complaining about this, don't I? Jack is going through the exact same thing that I am. And if he can take it, then I can take it. Can't I?
Emily: Carly, Jack's a great guy. He's gonna make everything okay.
Carly: Yeah. You're right about that. It's one of the things I love so much about him. He seems to make everything okay. Hey. What's the matter?
Emily: Just thinking about Jack and how he's trying to make everything okay for you and the new baby, you know? He's being all protective and husbandry. I am so lonely for Hal, I could just cry.
Carly: When was the last time you talked to him?
Emily: The day he left town.
Carly: What? He's not calling you from the road?
Emily: I leave him messages, he just never calls me back.
Carly: Oh, Emily, I had no idea.
Emily: You know, instead of chasing after three innocent kids, he should be back here dealing with Steinbeck, watching over Will, protecting me and Daniel. Instead, all I get is a big, empty bed and no one to talk to over coffee. He's shutting me out, Carly, like I'm the enemy here.
Carly: Maybe -- maybe Jack can find out where he is. You should go to him.
Emily: I can't.
Carly: No, you can. You have to. That's what every newly married couple needs, Emily -- time together.
Emily: I'm not so sure that's what he wants anymore.
Carly: Of course he does.
Emily: Carly, I'm afraid, if I don't bring Hal home right now -- I may lose him for good.
Aaron: How's it look?
Lucy: I think, if we drive all night, we could make it to Vanderbilt University by morning.
Alison: I'll take the next shift if you get tired.
Aaron: No. No, I'm good. I like driving at night. When I rode here from Seattle, sometimes I'd pull an all-nighter. So quiet. Just me, the road and the stars. It's beautiful.
Alison: Do you think that we could find something else other than burgers and chicken nuggets to chow on? I mean, it's practically Thanksgiving.
Lucy: I wonder what they're doing at home right now.
Aaron: Let me see. The night before Thanksgiving? All the lights would be on in my grandma's kitchen, that's for sure. And she'd probably be cooking macaroni, sweet potatoes, getting the turkey ready. And the house would be filling up with all these great smells and sounds. You know, my grandma likes to sing when she cooks. She says it makes the food taste that much sweeter. And Luke and Faith would probably be helping Holden pick out Hubbard squash.
Lucy: Hey, my mom told me about that. It's a big family tradition, right?
Alison: What is it?
Aaron: Well, they all gather -- gather in the garden. They pick the biggest squash they can find, bring it home. My grandma grew these monstrosities that you can only slice with a hacksaw.
Lucy: I love family traditions.
Aaron: Yeah. I used to hate 'em till I moved to Oakdale. But then you realize, you know -- all those things are -- that's what brings a family together, you know what I mean?
Alison: Okay, new rule. No more "f" words. No "food," no "family."
Lucy: Makes you miss home?
Alison: Are you kidding? There's nothing I miss about home. Nothing at all.
Alison: This little road trip is the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Lucy: This isn't a vacation, Alison. We could be arrested at any minute.
Alison: Please. I'm the one who broke lover boy out of jail, remember?
Aaron: All right, knock it off, Alison.
Alison: Me? All I was saying is that there's no one in Oakdale I miss. My opinion. Am I entitled to that? Is it my fault if little miss princess here is homesick for her seven-course meals in her ivory tower?
Aaron: Did you ever think that Lucy may not be the only one? There's a rest stop a few miles up ahead. What if we call our parents?
Alison: Are you out of your mind?
Aaron: Just to check in and let them know that we're okay.
Alison: Yeah, and what if their phones are tapped? Then what?
Lucy: She's got a point. I mean, if we call home, we could tip them off about where we are.
Alison: And with Munson on our tails, do you really want to risk it?
Aaron: I got the point already. It was just an idea. All right, we're gonna stop anyway. I need some caffeine.
Alison: Great, more chicken nuggets.
Aaron: Alison, if you have a problem with the traveling conditions, you can just get out and turn yourself in.
Alison: Just keep driving.
Bonnie: I've been trying to reach you for the last 20 minutes.
Jessica: I know. I got your messages.
Bonnie: So, how did the meeting with Greg Porter and Steinbeck go? Okay, that's not the look on your face I expected. You're supposed to be thrilled. We're supposed to pop a bottle of champagne. What happened?
Jessica: The events manager, our only witness, suddenly came down with a case of uncertainty.
Bonnie: Uncertain about what? I spoke to the guy face to face. I showed him the picture of Steinbeck. He -- without a shadow of a doubt, he was sure that Steinbeck was at the Lakeview on the night Brandy's -- and now he has a case of uncertainty? See how he feels when I'm finished with him.
Jessica: Where do you think you're going?
Bonnie: To give Greg Porter a piece of my mind and tell him to find whatever's left of his spine!
Jessica: Bonnie, I know exactly how you feel. Believe me.
Bonnie: How can you?
Jessica: Because this happens all the time. Witnesses get frightened.
Bonnie: Well, then find a program -- witness protection program. That's what it's for. Because somebody could get killed if this guy doesn't testify.
Jessica: I will not allow you to go and harass a witness.
Bonnie: James Steinbeck did it. At least I'm doing it for the right reasons.
Jessica: Mr. Porter has every right and reason in the world to be afraid. Everybody's afraid to some degree.
Bonnie: Including you?
Jessica: Yes, including me. I'm afraid for you. And you should be afraid for you, now that you've seen what that man will do. Isaac could have died. Isn't that enough to wake you up?
Bonnie: So what am I supposed to do, Mom? What are we supposed to do? Just sit around and do nothing?
Jessica: I am not sitting around. I am trying to get Paul out of jail, and I'm trying to protect my family.
Bonnie: No offense, but how can you protect anyone? I mean, James Steinbeck is still walking around free. Paul is still behind bars. And you -- you are sitting on a secret that can ruin everything with the man that you love.
Jessica: Bonnie, stay out of this. And I will handle my personal business.
Bonnie: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mom. I know it's safer to just sit back and do nothing, but I can't do that. I wasn't raised like that.
John: What the hell kind of a Thanksgiving is that gonna be? Turkey with the devil? What are you doing?
Barbara: The more time I spend with him, the closer I get to him. The closer I get to him, the more he trusts me. And when he trusts me, he's gonna open up and divulge a piece of information that I can use to help Paul.
John: Look, he's too smart to fall for something like that. I don't like you risking this sort of stuff.
Barbara: You have nothing to say about it, John. You're gonna be out of town.
John: The whole idea behind this was protection for you, wasn't it? The only reason I took you in was to keep you away from this guy. So now what are you doing?
Barbara: You're gonna follow my lead now, okay? James is here.
John: You just give me -- I don't like it.
Barbara: I don't care if you like it or not. That's the way it's gonna be, John. Do you understand?
John: I will not be part of it.
Barbara: Good. Now, please, just leave me alone.
James: My, my, my -- quite the lovers' quarrel.
Barbara: That is none of your business.
James: May I? Okay. Now, why was I summoned?
Barbara: This is about Paul.
James: Oh, he told you about our little chat?
Barbara: Yes. I find it very interesting.
James: But, darling, you can't blame me for trying. I mean, I had no idea that Paul felt so obligated to protect you from me, I mean, as if that was necessary at all, and considering everything that's happened between you and our son.
Barbara: Because of you.
James: His heart belongs to mama.
Barbara: James -- you were foolish to even try. I mean, Paul and I have had our ups and downs. But when push comes to shove, he never lets me down.
James: Well, I think his grand gesture was all bravado. He knew that he couldn't convince you to leave with me, so he didn't even try. That's why he rejected my offer and chose to stay in jail.
Barbara: You promised Paul his freedom if he could convince me to go away with you? Sometimes I can't believe it, still.
James: Did you summon me here to take me to task, Barbara?
Barbara: Oh, it crossed my mind, James.
Barbara: No, I wanted to ask you to stop harassing our son. But I know you're gonna do whatever you want to do, whether I want you to or not. And I don't know why I even bother to try.
James: I see. Barbara, you're up to something. What?
Barbara: I don't know what you're talking about. And I want to go find John and apologize to him.
James: Oh, where is the good doctor?
Barbara: That is none of your business.
James: It'd be easy enough to find out.
Barbara: He's gonna be spending the holiday with his children.
James: Oh. So you'll be alone Thanksgiving?
Barbara: Forget it.
James: No, no, no, no. Don't censor yourself. It turns out I'll be alone as well. I mean, it could be interesting.
Barbara: I was thinking that it's been a long time since I prepared a meal. And the Fair Winds does have a fabulous kitchen.
James: What time should I arrive?
Barbara: Come for cocktails, stay for dinner.
James: I can hardly wait. You're as beautiful as ever. Now, are you going to prepare turkey and the trimmings, or are you going to go against convention?
Barbara: One always has to have turkey on Thanksgiving.
James: Perfect. I'll carve.
Aaron: Oh, wait, Ali. Here's ten bucks. Get me a monster coffee.
Lucy: Oh, and food for three.
Alison: Sure, I just can't wait to be your errand girl after you practically took my head off. Nothing would make me happier.
Aaron: I'm sorry. Hey, five for fighting?
Alison: Okay. Forgotten and forgiven. You coming, Luce?
Lucy: You know, I think I'll wait out here with Aaron.
Alison: Yeah, big surprise.
Aaron: You think this time next year, we're gonna remember this? Sitting in this cold, cramped car, far from home?
Lucy: We'll remember.
Aaron: And hopefully, we'll still be together.
Lucy: Definitely together. Always together. Aaron?
Lucy: I can't sleep at night anymore. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face, and all I want to do is get as close to you as I possibly can.
Aaron: Tell me about it. Driving all day with you sitting next to me, looking so beautiful.
Lucy: I guess Alison was right about this whole sexual tension thing. I just didn't know it'd only get worse and worse.
Aaron: Lucy -- I've wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you. And I also said I would wait forever if that's what it took. And I meant it. Even if it kills me.
Lucy: Maybe I can give you something to live for.
Emily: The man won't even return my phone calls, Carly. How's he going to react when I just show up at his side?
Carly: When Hal gets an idea into that head of his, he's like a junkyard dog with a bone. He just won't let go.
Emily: Why does he have to be so stubborn?
Carly: I don't have the foggiest idea. Because he's so committed, I guess. To his family. That's what this is about. His family and Will.
Emily: Hello, I'm family. Alison's family.
Carly: Yeah, no, I know that.
Emily: He will not even consider the possibility that Aaron did not start that fire. Even Craig tried to tell him the only reason these kids are running away is because they're afraid of Hal.
Carly: You know something, Emily? I don't know. I don't have the answers to everything. So instead of just standing here, getting ready to sob about the state of your marriage, why don't you go find Hal and talk some sense into him?
Carly: I don't care, Emily, just fix it. Fix it by yourself.
Emily: I'm sorry to intrude. I'll get out of your hair.
Carly: No, no, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I didn't mean it.
Emily: No, I'm sorry. You're right.
Carly: I'm not. I'm wrong. I didn't mean it.
Emily: No, it's my fault, I should have called --
Carly: Would you shut up?
Emily: Don't tell me to shut up.
Carly: If it was your fault, you'd know it was your fault. Believe me, I would tell you. I'm sorry. I am sorry about what's going on with you and Hal. I really am. But you know how it is. It's like no one's problems can possibly be as big as my own.
Emily: Honey -- you're gonna get through this. You got Jack.
Carly: Yeah. I got Jack. But will I have him when he realizes what's wrong with me?
Emily: "Wrong"? How, what? How wrong?
Carly: That child is gonna be a part of our lives forever. And I can't bring myself to bond with it.
Emily: Oh, Carly. Come on, no one's expecting you to fall in love with this baby right off the bat.
Carly: Fall in love? Emily, I can't imagine loving that baby. I can barely touch it. I can barely look at it. Everything about it reminds me of Julia, and it makes me sick to my stomach. Literally, Emily, I want to throw up all day long, every day. And I know that makes me like the worst person on the planet --
Margo: Oh, no, it doesn't, Carly. Sounds about right. I mean, I ought to know. I've been where you are now. All right, so most of what I'm about to say, you've already heard before. So please bear with me. When I first found out that Daniel was coming into my life, I was, I'd say, less than gracious about it. In fact, I was flat out furious with Tom. I mean, how on earth could he expect me to be a stepmother to that boy? I mean, how was I supposed to love Daniel? How was I supposed to comfort him? Or treat him like my own two sons? But now, I've got to tell you, I would walk through fire. I would walk across shards of glass for that little boy.
Emily: You know, rumor had it that Margo actually said she couldn't love Daniel any more if he were her own.
Margo: Yeah, and I'm even getting used to his pain-in-the-rear mother.
Carly: Well, that's not gonna happen in my case.
Margo: Well, it doesn't have to. You know, that's my point. Finding a love for a child, it will just naturally happen if you let it. You don't have to push it. And one day, you'll look at that beautiful little face, and you won't see Julia anymore. You won't see all the pain that she's caused you guys. You'll just see this terrific little kid that loves you in spite of all of this. And lo and behold, you're gonna love him back.
Carly: You guys, I know that you mean well. And in my mind, everything you're saying makes sense. But right here -- I still want to puke.
Jack: Hey, Margo, I thought I heard your voice down here.
Margo: Yeah, I got here as soon as I can. What's going on?
Jack: That's exactly what I was gonna ask you. Any word on Julia?
Margo: Yeah, actually, someone matching her description was spotted at O'Hare boarding an international flight.
Carly: To where?
Jack: It was Julia. It was definitely Julia.
Jessica: What do I have to do to get you to stay away from James Steinbeck?
Bonnie: Find someone or something that's gonna keep him in jail.
Jessica: In other words, do my job so you won't have to do it for me?
Bonnie: I know you're trying to help, Mom. I know you want me safe.
Jessica: Then why won't you do what I ask?
Bonnie: 'Cause if I wash my hands of this, does that mean Steinbeck is gonna start playing by the rules? Does that mean Marshall Travers is gonna stop letting a murderer pull his strings? No. It doesn't matter what I do, Mom. No one is safe.
Ben: Hey, Jess. I was hoping I'd see you here.
Ben: Well, I just loaded up those extra chairs for dinner tomorrow.
Jessica: Oh, great, great, great, great. That's the best news I've had today.
Ben: Well, I'd ask how things went at the Police station, but --
Jessica: Steinbeck walked.
Bonnie: The witness caved.
Jessica: He's suddenly not so sure that the man he saw Halloween night was James Steinbeck.
Ben: Oh, please.
Isaac: I bet Marshall is one of the happiest guys in town.
Jessica: Well, I was hoping he'd do the right thing.
Isaac: See, that's the thing about this whole situation. Everybody seems to know what the right thing is, but nobody seems to be able to do it.
Guard: All right, Ryan. Up and at 'em, you got a visitor.
Paul: What are you doing here?
Barbara: I had a visit today from Bonnie and Isaac. And I just wanted to verify something with you.
Paul: What's that?
Barbara: She told me that you felt that I couldn't be trusted to stand up for you. Is that true, Paul? That you think that I don't care what happens to you?
Paul: After everything we've been through, everything you've done to me -- and then you come back here, you remarry James. Never said a word.
Barbara: How could I?
Paul: Precisely. How could you?
Barbara: I married James to save my life. And when I got back to town, my very existence was on the line. I mean, I was already the most despised woman in town being just plain Barbara Ryan. I would have been run out on a rail if they'd found out I was really Mrs. James Steinbeck.
Paul: Could've told us you were forced to marry him.
Barbara: It wouldn't have made any difference. How could I possibly make anyone else understand, when I barely understand myself? Nothing would make me happier than testifying against your father at your trial. But he's threatened your little brother, Paul. So I have to be careful. I have to be very careful about what I say, what I do.
Paul: You take care of Will. He's your first priority. Take care of Will.
Barbara: Both of my sons are my priorities. I will watch over Will, and I will take care of you, too.
Paul: No, I don't need you to take care of me.
Barbara: Well, that's too bad. Because you can't stop me from behind these bars.
Paul: What do you mean? Stop you from what?
Barbara: I just came from meeting with your father. And he told me about his proposition to you. How he offered to let you go free, if you could convince me to go off with him and how you turned it down. Do you have any idea what that means to me?
Paul: I'm not making deals with the devil. It was nothing.
Barbara: Nothing? It was everything to me. That meant the world to me to know that you still care about me. And I am telling you right now, I will do everything to stop James Steinbeck, or I swear to you, I will die trying.
Aaron: Geez, you ever heard of knocking?
Alison: Oh, gross, you two. Here's your coffee, and you're welcome. Ever heard of cracking a window? Geez, what were you guys doing in here?
Lucy: We were talking.
Alison: Yeah, must've been having a really intense discussion.
Aaron: We were kissing, all right? Is there something wrong with kissing?
Alison: Yeah, just kissing doesn't fog up windows like this.
Lucy: It does when Aaron kisses me. I guess you've never experienced real heat.
Alison: Oh, give me a break. I've had more experiences than you could ever dream about.
Lucy: Oh, come on, Alison. We're just kidding.
Alison: Do you think that you can keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes on the road, just so we can get to Vanderbilt in one piece?
Aaron: You ready?
Lucy: Yeah, I'm ready.
Emily: Anybody know the whereabouts of my husband, by any chance?
Jack: Yeah, last I heard he was in North Carolina. He's probably moved on. But the troopers and sheriff's departments in the area are on alert.
Emily: Will you call me the minute you hear anything, Jack?
Jack: Count on it.
Jack: You got it.
Emily: All right, well, I'm gonna go, so you take care, and I'll see you guys later.
Margo: Yeah, you, too.
Emily: Thanks for everything.
Margo: I'm gonna take off.
Jack: Thanks again, Margo. Tell Tom I'll call him.
Margo: Sure, not a problem. Hey, Emily? Wait up a minute.
Emily: Huh, yeah? What's up?
Margo: I know exactly where Hal is.
Emily: What, how?
Margo: Well, believe it or not, my little brother clued me in. He talked to this trooper who is in contact with Hal, so I talked to the guy. It turns out that Hal is checked into this roadside inn here.
Emily: Well, do you have the number?
Margo: Yeah, right here. You can call him.
Emily: No, no, I'm gonna go find my husband and bring him home where he belongs.
Jack: At least we know Julia won't be barging in, demanding things.
Carly: Yeah. For how long, Jack? A day? A week? A year, maybe? Julia always comes back. And she will now especially, because we have her kid.
Jack: We're gonna be okay, you know? It's gonna be a little more cramped around here and messy, noisier than usual. But we're gonna get by. I think it's time we tell Parker his little brother is here to stay.
Barbara: I'm having Thanksgiving dinner with him tomorrow at Fair Winds.
Paul: The two of you alone in the mausoleum? Mom, don't do it. Don't do it. More harm than good will come out of this. Let the -- let the cops handle it.
Barbara: Nobody understands your father like we do. And no one can get as close to him as I can.
Paul: You're exactly right. You're probably the only person in the world that he talks to or even cares about, for that matter. But it's too dangerous.
Barbara: You are my son, Paul. And I want to do this. I have to do this. There's just one thing I would ask.
Paul: What is that?
Barbara: Something that I hope you can give me.
Paul: I'm in a 10 x 12 jail cell, Mom. What could I possibly give you?
Barbara: A hug? It's been a long time.
Paul: Happy Thanksgiving, Mom.
Barbara: Happy Thanksgiving. I'll make this work. I swear.
Jessica: Isaac, everyone is trying to do the right thing. Sometimes it's just not that easy with a man like James Steinbeck.
Bonnie: Let's go work on that order we've been having a problem with. Sorry, but duty calls. You want to tell me what that was all about?
Isaac: Yeah. Right after you clear something up for me. Now your mother and you, you've had this secret for the past couple weeks. Am I right or am I wrong? And don't bother answering me if you're gonna lie to me. Keep your dirty little secrets. But if I find out that Jessica cheated on my brother with Marshall Travers -- then I guess I'll have to be the only one who does the right thing. And then I'll deal with you and me.
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