As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 4/1/03
Proofread by Ebele
Rose: Bye-bye, baby. Where'd you come from?
Paul: So -- you're still speaking to me?
Rose: Of course I'm speaking to you. I love you.
Paul: I love you, too. Sorry I stormed off like that.
Rose: You were mad. I don't blame you. I should have come to you and talked to you about this, not taken Dusty's money.
Paul: No, no, Rose, this is my fault. You have every right to pursue your dreams.
Rose: You're my dream. That's why I've got to focus on you. I mean, we're getting married, you know? I've got a lot to do. I've got to pick a florist, a caterer, a theme. The rest -- doesn't matter.
Paul: That's all fine, but I'm still not letting you give up on the shop.
Rose: It's all right. It's too late.
Paul: Too much time. Too much --
Rose: It's too late, 'cause I already told Dusty the deal's off.
Dusty: Hey, Barbara, it's Dusty. Uh, when you get this message, I -- I need some more money. It's got to be cash. I'll meet you at the Lakeview lounge. I'll explain. And I'll make sure Rose is on board. I'm tired of being alone so hurry I'm begging.
Molly: Hi, Isaac. How you doing?
Isaac: I can't complain. How about yourself?
Molly: I can't stop thinking about you and Bonnie. I know that Jessica has every right to go after Travers, but it's got to be so hard on the two of you.
Isaac: Yes, and no. What are you drinking?
Molly: Do you have iced tea?
Isaac: You here all alone?
Molly: Not for long.
Isaac: Who did you say that you were meeting here?
Molly: Oh, someone new. Someone interesting -- maybe interested in me.
Isaac: Well, honey, every man here checked you out when you walked in. I think we should set the bar just a wee bit higher.
Molly: Isaac, I am not looking for Mr. Right, just Mr. Right now.
Newman: We lost one. The tape's out.
Marshall: I knew we should have changed venue.
Newman: Prior consensual acts have no bearing on allegations --
Marshall: They have to see the way it was. Newman, it wasn't rape. Jessica gave herself to me exactly the way she gave herself to me on that tape.
Newman: It's inadmissible.
Marshall: It wasn't rape.
Newman: And it's our job to prove that.
Marshall: What, my word against hers? No. If they won't admit the tape, if -- if we can't show them the way it was, there's no reason to even proceed to trial.
Newman: Do you want to change your plea?
Marshall: No, of course not. I want to change the game. And Ben Harris is going to help us.
Ben: You okay?
Jessica: So far, so good. No reporters, no cameramen, no gawking guests.
Ben: Well, it's the Lakeview. No gawking allowed.
Jessica: Thanks for this.
Ben: Hey, well, you know, dinner with a beautiful woman? It's a real sacrifice on my part.
Jessica: Thanks for trying to make things normal.
Ben: You see, that's my plan. We're going to bore these newshounds to death with normal.
Jessica: I don't know what I'd do without you.
Ben: You see, that's supposed to be my line.
Lisa: Well, that's what I like to see.
Ben: Hey. Well, we thought we'd come here and escape the prying eyes.
Jessica: And flashing cameras.
Lisa: Oh, believe me, if I see a reporter around here, I'll just alert the cook, and he'll come out here, and he'll make mincemeat of him.
Ben: There you go.
Lisa: Oh, darling, don't. Don't worry about the elevators either, because the staff is aware that if Marshall comes anywhere near you that they --
Jessica: Lisa, thank you. You know, we were thinking of staying for dinner. Is there anything special for dessert?
Lisa: Pecan pie, your favorite. I'll tell the chef.
Jessica: Great. Why don't we just start with dessert?
Ben: Something happen in the elevator?
Jessica: Nothing worth discussing.
Ben: Something to do with Travers?
Jessica: I don't want to spoil tonight.
Ben: No, Jessica, I want to know what happened in the elevator, and I want to know now.
Marshall: All I need for an acquittal is reasonable doubt. If the jury believes there's the possibility, a chance, that Jessica wanted me --
Newman: Ben Harris is never going to admit to that.
Marshall: He doesn't have to. The jury will read it on his face.
Newman: You want me to put Ben Harris on the stand?
Marshall: He knows she wants me, and it is eating him alive.
Newman: Benjamin Harris is a neurosurgeon. He is trained to be cool under pressure. At best, he may betray how angry he is toward you, and the jury will take up his cause, and they will convict you. No. Our best bet is to focus on the motion to dismiss.
Marshall: I guess Evelyn might allow it. She's only doing this to appease Jessica. And Jessica won't budge. I've tried. I wrote her a letter. I spoke to her daughter. The other day, I stepped on an elevator, and there she was.
Newman: Please tell me you did not corner the plaintiff on an elevator.
Marshall: I didn't touch her, Newman. I spoke to her. I -- I begged her to stop this. But she's determined to punish me. Honestly, I think -- I think our only hope is to get Ben to intercede and -- and to have him convince her that going to trial is futile.
Newman: Excuse me.
Investigator: Ms. Griffin and Dr. Harris are at the Lakeview lounge.
Newman: Thank you.
Marshall: You've been having them followed? Because you want to know if and when Dr. Harris begins to doubt her. Because you've already decided that you're gonna put him on the stand. You're good, Newman. You're good.
Newman: And where are you going?
Marshall: To see if I can push the good doctor over the edge.
Ben: Don't shut me out, Jess.
Jessica: I'm not, I'm not. It's just that you're dealing with so much already. I mean, the reporters at the hospital, outside your house.
Ben: Don't worry about that. We will have our evening here. Everything will be all right. Just tell me what happened. When did it happen?
Jessica: I was meeting Kim and Lisa. And I got on the elevator, and just before the doors closed, Marshall got on.
Ben: So you were alone with Travers?
Jessica: For a few minutes.
Ben: So did he -- did he touch you? Did he threaten you?
Jessica: No, he just wanted to talk. He had just come back from the cemetery, from burying Zara, his daughter, and he wanted my sympathy.
Ben: He wanted you to drop the charges?
Ben: Did he intimidate you? Did he -- did he crowd you, raise his voice?
Jessica: He stopped the elevator.
Ben: He trapped you in the elevator?
Jessica: He wanted me to listen, so I listened. Then he released the elevator, and I got off, and I told him I would see him in court, and that was that.
Ben: And what did the police say?
Jessica: Well, I haven't talked to Evelyn yet, but I'm supposed to meet her tomorrow.
Ben: Look, Jessica, you have to report this to the police.
Jessica: Well, if Evelyn thinks it's necessary --
Ben: Necessary? The man is stalking you. What happens when he corners you in a parking garage and won't take no for an answer? What more does Travers have to do to prove that he is not worthy of the benefit of the doubt? He broke into your home, he trapped you in an elevator. The man needs a restraining order.
Jessica: No, that is not necessary.
Ben: No, it is necessary! Look, I understand that you don't want to feel like a victim. You want to feel like you still have control over your life. But you have to start thinking like the brilliant attorney that you are. Travers is a lawyer, and he is building a case. And every time he crosses the line, and you don't report it to the police, that's just -- it's more proof that you don't mind. It supports his argument that you never minded.
Jessica: Oh, my God, Ben, you're right. You're absolutely right.
Molly: Would you stop lecturing me?
Isaac: Am I lecturing you? I -- I guess I'm just happy that I'm a one-woman man these days.
Molly: Lucky you.
Isaac: Didn't mean to rain on your parade.
Molly: You know what? You can't, because I am here to have a good time, and a good time is what I'm gonna have. I get to pick one of them out, test drive them, maybe even rent them for the weekend.
Isaac: Just make sure you kick the tires before you sign the lease.
Molly: Funny. Ready for a drive? Hi.
Molly: I was wondering --
Bachelor: So was I. Shall we?
Molly: How can this feel so amazingly right?
Bachelor: Because it is so right.
Molly: Who are you?
Mike: You know who I am.
Paul: Listen, I'm glad you decided to back out of the deal with Dusty, but that doesn't mean you have to give up the shop. You know, the lease is secure. With the new financial plan, you can get new backers. If not here, Chicago.
Rose: You're not listening.
Rose: It's not important. You and me, that's where I've got to put my energy.
Paul: Rose, I don't want you to give up your career.
Rose: I'm not. Just putting it on hold for a little bit.
Paul: Why? Why? I didn't ask you to do that. All I did was question you borrowing money from Dusty. I don't expect you to --
Rose: What, put you first? 'Cause that's what I'm gonna do. You're my top priority.
Paul: Where's all this coming from?
Rose: I had a long talk with Lily, you know? She reminded me of a couple of things. Like how our wedding has been put on hold over and over again, and how I'd never forgive myself if I didn't do it right. We've been cheated out of romance over and over again, and I just want this wedding to be beautiful and special, because -- it is.
Paul: I know. I can't wait. But I'm still not letting you give up the shop, all right?
Rose: Paul --
Paul: Listen, I've got to go. We'll talk about it later.
Rose: Where are you going?
Paul: Oh, my mother asked to meet me for a couple drinks.
Rose: Oh, no.
Paul: Think positive. Maybe she's gonna tell me she's moving to Wyoming.
Rose: It was a very, very good idea.
Dusty: It's still a great idea. I got your message.
Rose: Yeah. Sorry. Just sorry, the timing's just not gonna work out.
Dusty: I thought you were all for it.
Rose: Yeah, that's me, you know? One second, I think something's a great idea, and the next, 180. Something that was a good idea's just not a good idea.
Dusty: Come on, you're lying. You want this so badly you can almost taste it. I can almost taste it just looking at you.
Rose: Why would I lie to you?
Dusty: You tell me.
Rose: I appreciate everything that you've done. I really do.
Dusty: Hey, forget about me. Let's talk about you. Something's wrong, right? What is it? What happened, you talked to Paul? Is it Paul? You said you had to run everything by Paul.
Rose: Yeah, I talked to Paul, and I talked to Lily, and they made me realize that I've got all my priorities, you know, upside down. You know, I'm gonna get married. That's no -- that's no small feat. I've got a lot to do, a lot of planning. Trying to get a business off the ground at the same time, can't do both. I'm getting married. That's what I'm gonna do.
Dusty: Paul said you can't do both?
Rose: No, no, never. He's so supportive about the shop.
Dusty: Lily said that?
Rose: No, it's -- it's me, you know? I'm not superwoman. I can't be in three places at the same time. So I decided I'm gonna get married. And after that, I'll think about doing something for myself. And Dusty, I'm gonna owe you a lot, 'cause you've been so supportive of me.
Dusty: No, no, no, no, no.
Rose: Believing in me, and I appreciate that.
Dusty: You're getting married when?
Rose: May, which might as well be tomorrow with all the planning I've done.
Dusty: Okay, so we can delay the opening of the shop till June or July if you want. That way, you get to plan your wedding, and we can take our time with the renovations.
Rose: It's not gonna happen. Sorry.
Dusty: Sure it will. It's just one month rent. That's it. Oh, hey, did I tell you, my business manager called, Nate, and he told me he got the renovation permits. We can pick them up tomorrow.
Rose: So who's gonna be around to make sure that contractor doesn't rob me blind?
Dusty: Oh, come on, you're telling me you can't afford an hour a day for this lifelong dream? Even better, you get married. The society pages are gonna be flooded with beautiful photos of the bride, which then we can tie into our ad campaign. "You, too, can be as gorgeous as Rose D'Angelo." Come on, Rose. What are you waiting for? Pick up the fork, 'cause you can have your wedding cake and eat it, too. I'm telling you.
Rose: I can't.
Dusty: Give me one good reason why.
Rose: Paul and Lily. They don't think I should borrow the money from you.
Paul: You want my opinion on China patterns?
Barbara: Well, honey, I can't very well go to Rose. You've forbidden it.
Paul: Mom, please.
Barbara: I understand. I really do. I just want you to understand how important it is to me to give the two of you the right wedding gift. Now if Rose wants something more contemporary --
Paul: Okay, I'll mention it to her.
Barbara: Well, good. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Paul: What, there's more?
Barbara: Can't I have more than five minutes with my son? I want to catch up with you. Have you seen your brother?
Paul: Yesterday, yeah. We played catch. Or rather, he pitched, and I tried to get out of the way.
Barbara: Yeah, he's quite -- quite an athlete. He gets it from his father. And you, how about the wedding? How's -- how's it going? Has Rose found her dress?
Paul: Not yet.
Barbara: No? Well, of course, she's launching a new business, and you know what that means. There just aren't enough hours in the day. Has she secured her loan yet?
Paul: Not yet.
Barbara: Well, I think it's very noble of her not to take any money from you or Lucinda, though I know how difficult it is with a small business trying to get a bank to take a flyer. Hey, listen, has she thought about a private investor? I mean, there are millionaires by the dozens in this town. I'm sure you can find someone who's not family and who's trustworthy.
Paul: Dusty offered her the money.
Paul: We agreed it would be a mistake.
Barbara: Well, Paul, Rose has no connections with Dusty, and he certainly can afford an investment like that.
Paul: And what if the shop goes belly up? Dusty's my oldest friend. I don't want to lose that.
Barbara: And you'd rather Rose lose her dreams? I don't think that's fair.
Bachelor 2: So what are you drinking?
Molly: Iced tea.
Bachelor 2: Ouch.
Molly: Yeah, well, it's hot in here.
Bachelor 2: Another tea with ice, please, for the lady. Can I get you anything else?
Molly: Well, I wouldn't say no to a quiet dinner in some private place.
Mike: Well, we could go to the cottage, open up a bottle of wine, just you and me.
Bill: Buy you a drink?
Molly: Actually, no, I have to run.
Bill: Come on.
Molly: No, okay? I have someplace I have to go, okay?
Bill: Oh, come on. Bartender, two champagne cocktails, please.
Isaac: Leave my lady alone.
Bill: Your lady?
Isaac: You don't have a problem with that, do you? Are you okay?
Molly: I don't know what I'm doing.
Jessica: You're right. I should have gone to the police. I should have gotten off the elevator and gone straight to the police station.
Ben: It's all right. It's not too late. You can still report the incident and get it on record.
Jessica: I'm glad at least one of us is thinking.
Ben: It's gonna be all right, okay? Just take a deep breath, relax.
Jessica: Where's the waiter?
Ben: I'll get you something to drink. What do you want, a glass of wine?
Jessica: Yeah, that'd be great.
Ben: All right.
Marshall: I'll have a scotch, please. Neat. Thanks.
Ben: That stunt you pulled on the elevator is gonna be your last.
Marshall: The noble Dr. Harris. Can I buy you a drink?
Ben: I'm on to your game, Travers. You know that Jessica is a proud woman. You figure you can threaten her, trap her on an elevator. Because she doesn't report it to the police, her -- her lack of a response will demonstrate your innocence. The only thing it demonstrates is your lack of respect. And it compounds the charges -- the multiple charges that are stacking up against you.
Marshall: Ben, I live here. I came home yesterday and took the elevator up to my suite. Could I control the fact that Jessica chose to share the ride with me?
Ben: No, you trapped her in the elevator.
Marshall: She didn't seem to mind. And since the police haven't paid me a visit, I guess they didn't mind either. But you're right. Jessica is a proud woman, and it's hard for her to admit when she's wrong or when she wants something. But know this -- I never took anything she didn't want me to have.
Ben: You're a liar. I'm sick of you.
Jessica: Ben, Ben, don't, don't, don't! Ben.
Jessica: Ben, Ben, it's -- he's not worth it.
Marshall: Listen to the lady, Ben. I don't want a fight, I don't want a scene. I just want to have a quiet drink at a quiet bar.
Ben: Get out! I swear, if I ever see you near Jessica again --
Marshall: What, violate your oath?
Ben: We can just take it outside right now.
Jessica: Ben, Ben --
Ben: Just take care of it right now.
Jessica: Ben -- please, Ben.
Marshall: My apologies, Jessica. Thanks for stepping in.
Jessica: Ben -- Ben, I am so sorry.
Ben: I let him get to me again.
Jessica: What did he say to you?
Ben: Nothing he hasn't said before.
Jessica: Tell me what he said.
Ben: Jessica, he's just running his game. He's trying to intimidate you and pick fights with me because he doesn't have a real case. And he will keep doing it if we let him.
Jessica: You know, this wasn't such a good idea after all. Why don't we just go back to my place, put on some music, try to find some peace and quiet, okay? Ben?
Molly: Hot chocolate?
Isaac: I've still got a few secrets left.
Molly: I'm so glad. You know, so many times, I've wanted to take my life and drown it in a vat of this stuff.
Isaac: You -- you're entitled. You know, first Jake, and now Mike.
Molly: Forget about love, Isaac. I am just trying to have fun. And I am trying, I am. I mean, I come in here, and I look down the bar, and I look for guys, and everyone of them turns into Mike. I -- I really blew it, Isaac.
Isaac: That's not possible.
Molly: No, it is possible. Not only did I sleep with another guy, but I made sure that Mike found out about it. It was a really rotten thing to do. I mean, I don't know, okay, 'cause I've tried everything. I've tried talking. I have tried apologizing. I have tried begging even, and nothing works. I'm playing everything wrong.
Isaac: It's not about playing it, Molly. You've got to get clear with yourself. What do you want to do? And then act accordingly. Finish your hot chocolate. I've gotta check on the bar.
Molly: Isaac, you're the man.
Barbara: Well, I see that Molly McKinnon is getting on with her life, isn't she?
Paul: She's seeing Dusty.
Barbara: Molly and Dusty?
Paul: Rose says they're an item.
Barbara: I just can't imagine those two together. Well, on the other hand, I couldn't imagine you and Rose, and look at you. You're happy, you're getting married. Honey, listen, about the loan business, I didn't mean to suggest anything.
Paul: I'm not worried.
Paul: All right.
Barbara: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Let me know about the China pattern, all right?
Paul: Yes, ma'am.
Barbara: And please, Paul, give my love to Rose.
Dusty: Barbara, it's Dusty. Listen, when you get this message, I need -- I need more money. It's got to be cash. I'll meet you at the Lakeview lounge. I'll explain, and I'll make sure Rose is on-board.
Barbara: You're not getting another cent till you can prove that you can destroy this relationship.
Dusty: So I'm the problem?
Rose: No. It's me. Because they're right. You shouldn't borrow money from friends.
Dusty: That's not true. Look, if the only people who could do business in the world were strangers, the whole world would come to a screeching halt. Friends recommend friends. That's how it works. It doesn't matter where you get the opportunity. It's what you do with it.
Rose: Not here in Oakdale. Sorry, I can't do it.
Dusty: You don't have to apologize to me. This is your dream, and it's going up in smoke, and I don't know -- I can't believe it.
Rose: I'll find another dream. I always wanted to open a bowling alley. "The Rose Bowl." What do you think? Cleanest shoes in town.
Dusty: Well, I'm relieved to hear that it's not your wedding.
Rose: What do you mean?
Dusty: For a second there, I was starting to be concerned. It sounded like your wedding was becoming a chore, something you had to do, get done with.
Rose: No, no! Well, I mean, yeah, there's a lot that you've got to do.
Dusty: Of course.
Rose: But getting married, it's fantastic.
Dusty: To someone you really love, definitely.
Rose: Best day of your life.
Dusty: So it's not a problem.
Rose: What? What isn't?
Dusty: Getting married and having your career.
Rose: No. Oh, no, no. It's just a timing thing, that's all.
Dusty: Oh. You know what this is? It's a bump.
Rose: A bump?
Dusty: It's a bump in the road. You've encountered a little bit of resistance, but you're gonna find a way around it, after you're married.
Dusty: Of course.
Rose: After I'm married, then I'll start over.
Dusty: Right. So should I call the landlord?
Rose: No, let me call the landlord. I'll get -- I'm giving up the space.
Dusty: You've got something in your eye?
Rose: I'm just gonna throw this out, just put it in the garbage. I'm done with it.
Dusty: No, you're not done with it. You're gonna use that someday. Keep it, Rose. Hey, Rose -- Rose.
Rose: I'm sorry. I'm just -- I'm Italian, and we get very emotional. It's just that I want what I want when I want it, just like everybody else, right?
Dusty: Can I pass on a little advice to you?
Rose: Not about business, please.
Dusty: It's about life. If you really want something -- I mean, you really want it, then you do everything you can do to get it, and then you do one more thing -- you let it go.
Rose: Yeah. Where I come from, back in Atlantic City, I saw so many people come through those doors, you know, looking for the brass ring. They give up everything. They mortgage their houses, sell their jewelry, they even give blood. You know what I learned? You've got to know when to fold them. I've got to fold. Thanks anyway.
Dusty: Ah --
Rose: What? What is it?
Rose: Don't tell me nothing. You're hurt.
Rose: Come on. I'm taking you to the hospital.
Dusty: I'm fine. I told you I'm fine.
Rose: Oh, you're fine? And Pam Anderson's a real blonde. Come on. Come on.
Dusty: Ah -- okay.
Dusty: You're right. I'm hurt.
Rose: What happened to you?
Dusty: If I tell you, you swear you won't tell anybody, and that includes Paul?
Rose: Yeah, no. Tell me.
Dusty: I fell off a horse. And if you laugh at me, I'm gonna tell everybody that I found you crying like a little baby.
Rose: You fell off a horse?
Dusty: Yeah, it was a real stupid horse. They shipped him away to Albania.
[Rose laughs] I'm glad you're having a laugh.
Rose: Just nice to see somebody else who knows when to fold 'em.
Dusty: Well, you didn't come close to getting thrown. 'Cause you haven't even made it out of the gate. But you will.
Rose: You just watch me.
Dusty: Do me a favor. Just believe in yourself, will you?
Rose: I gotta go lock up the shop. Turn off the lights. Take care of those ribs.
Dusty: Well, Rose, I knew you wouldn't give up. And neither will I.
Newman: Did you find the good doctor?
Marshall: Oh, he found me. Or should I say, his fist nearly found my face.
Newman: You didn't provoke him, did you?
Marshall: I didn't need to. The man's so angry, he saw me and that was it.
Newman: I still don't think we can rely on him to lose it in courtroom. Even if he did, his prosecution would maintain that he was justifiably angry because of what happened to his girlfriend.
Marshall: Well, I'm all for avoiding the courtroom. But what if --
Newman: Oh, I don't want to hear this.
Marshall: Well, just listen. See, Jessica is stubborn. There's nothing I can say or do that will change her mind about pressing charges. Ben, however, might be able to persuade her.
Newman: Didn't you tell me that he hated you?
Marshall: He does. He's also very protective of Jessica. All right, it's like I was saying before. If he thinks going to trial will hurt her -- the publicity, the notoriety --
Newman: Yes, and you have been all over the front page, and that has had no apparent effect on Ms. Griffin.
Marshall: Well, that was a rather flattering photo. See, if the court won't admit the tape, I'm sure the newspapers will.
Newman: You're going to release the tape to the media?
Marshall: I'm going to let Ben Harris think I'll release it.
Jessica: Here you go. To our quiet evening.
Ben: Which I managed to spoil.
Jessica: Not true. I learned something tonight, that I have to take better care of myself, especially legally.
Ben: And I learned that I can't let the likes of Marshall Travers, get to me.
Jessica: Well, the situation is gonna get to both of us from time to time. We just have to help each other through it.
Ben: That I can drink to. Dance with me. What, are you kidding me? Be nice, will you?
Mitzi: Rose? I thought I saw you. What do you think?
Rose: It's -- wow, I can't even smell the dog hair anymore.
Mitzi: I know. And this way, we can really see the possibilities, you know? I was thinking we could bring in a bunch of plants, maybe one of those Chinese fountains you see in all the better Chinese restaurants. You know, the real relaxing, with the water trickling down and everything. Oh, and a couple of massage chairs. The women'll love that.
Rose: Oh, Mitz --
Mitzi: Oh, hey, listen, don't go running that mascara, okay? Because there's still a lot of work to do before this is all real.
Rose: It'll be real. I can see that. It'll be great. You saw it. And I could see it, and --
Mitzi: What's the matter, Rose?
Rose: I nixed the deal with Dusty. Paul got all bent out of shape and he didn't want me borrowing the money from Dusty.
Mitzi: I was afraid of that.
Rose: I know. You told me. Lily told me. Everybody told me. It's just that there's got to be a way that a girl can have her husband and her beauty shop, too.
Dusty: You got my message.
Barbara: I sure did. What happened to the check I already gave you?
Dusty: It's not gonna be enough.
Barbara: For what? I already know that Rose turned down your partnership offer. No partnership, no proximity. No proximity, no way you're gonna get that girl into your bed. That wedding is right around the corner, and I am paying you to break this relationship up --
Dusty: Can I get a word in edgewise? My, Barbara, I would be happy to oblige, if I live.
Barbara: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Dusty: Well, a couple of guys from Chicago just jumped me, and they broke a couple of my ribs. Now, they need a cash payment, not a check. Cash. Or they're gonna kill me. And that would put a damper on our plans, wouldn't it?
Barbara: They broke your ribs?
Dusty: Right. Now, as far as Rose is concerned, she's gonna take the loan if it weren't for Paul. He thinks it's a bad idea. Well, because it is.
Barbara: You know that. I know that. And the fact that Rose can't see beyond her own ambition merely proves my point.
Dusty: I can convince Paul.
Dusty: Because he loves her. He wants to make her dreams come true. He'll roll over to please that girl. Easy -
Barbara: I want a report first thing tomorrow morning, and you'd better include an update on your brand-new partnership with Ms. D'Angelo. I'd also like you to include an update on your brand-new relationship with Molly McKinnon.
Dusty: I'm not seeing Molly McKinnon anymore. [Barbara laughs] Ouch.
Barbara: I beg to differ, Dusty. Oh, yes, you are.
Molly: I'm sorry. What I did this morning was really wrong, and I apologize.
Mike: Molly, wait. Don't go.
Jessica: We haven't danced like this since -- in a while.
Ben: Hey. You're doing just fine.
Jessica: No! Ben, no, I can't. I'm sorry. I can't do this.
Back to The TV MegaSite's ATWT Site