As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 5/23/06
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Mike: Hey, what's up with all the cloak and dagger stuff? Why couldn't we just meet at home?
Nick: Because I didn't want to run a chance of Katie being there.
Mike: Would that be a problem?
Nick: Yeah. Look, Mike, this isn't gonna be easy for you to hear.
Mike: What's Katie done?
Nick: Remember this morning when you told me I'd always be welcome in your house? And she chimed right in?
Mike: Yeah, right before we left to go fishing.
Nick: Yeah, well, she didn't mean it, Mike. It was a lie.
Jeweler: Mrs. Kasnoff, it's good to see you again.
Katie: Oh, you remember me. Excellent. Listen, I have decided not to surprise my husband after all. I think it'll just be best if he comes and picks this up himself, like he originally planned. And I would appreciate it if you didn't tell him that I had you drop it off at the house.
Jeweler: I'm afraid it's too late for that. Your husband already knows.
Will: There you are.
Jade: Hey, Will, what's up?
Will: I'm freaking out about the paper.
Will: Because it's, like, stolen.
Jade: It's not stolen. You bought it off the web.
Will: Yeah, but it's cheating. What if I get caught?
Jade: How would that happen?
Will: I don't know. Glick reads it and he figures out that it's not mine. Or he reads and remembers it from someone else who had the same bright idea.
Jade: Listen, the only way that people end up getting caught is they get nervous and start second-guessing themselves.
Will: I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
Jade: Wait a minute. So this is my fault? If you're so worried about getting in trouble, then don't hand it in.
Will: It's too late. I already did.
Jade: Okay, so, it's out of your hands. What's the problem?
Will: Because if I get caught, then I'll get expelled and I won't graduate. And Gwen’s never gonna forgive me.
Jade: I don't know what to tell you, Will. If you can't pay the time, don't do the crime.
Will: Those your words to live by?
Jade: Look, you changed some things, right? You cut some stuff. You added some stuff.
Jade: Okay, so relax. No one's gonna know you didn't write it.
Gwen: Hey, Will, you're never gonna believe this. But guess who showed up looking for you.
Mr. Glick: Mr. Munson --
Will: Hey, Mr. Glick.
Mr. Glick: I wanted to talk you about this extra credit paper you turned in.
Emily: What do you mean, "We’ll stop Paul?" You mean you and me, together?
Henry: Yeah, that's what I mean.
Emily: You're offering to help me?
Henry: That I am.
Emily: The police have your money, you know that. I mean, I have no control over what happens to your money.
Henry: Emily, will you -- shh, I'm not talking about the money.
Emily: So, what, you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart?
Henry: Yeah, I'm doing it out of the goodness -- is that so hard for you to believe?
Emily: Actually, no. Now that I know you actually have a heart.
Henry: Oh, that's funny. I got it in oz, from the wizard. I wish he'd given me a brain a brain.
Emily: No, I'm the one in need of that, thanks.
Henry: No, no -- just a momentary lapse of reasoning, that's all.
Emily: I'm gonna get better, you know that?
Henry: I do, and I'm gonna help you. Because I am not just a fair-weather friend. I'm there on rainy days, too. So, let's see, first thing on the agenda -- let's figure out why Paul did not sign those papers.
Emily: I already know why. He wants in on his child's life. I'm telling you, all it took was one look at that sonogram picture, and his daddy instincts kicked on in.
Henry: Daddy instincts -- I have a hard time picturing Paul with even a single paternal gene in his entire body. Be that as it may, let's say he wants to take a shot at fatherhood, I have a feeling that Meg is gonna do everything she can to stop him.
Emily: You do?
Henry: Yeah, I do. They're just -- look, they're just starting off. If I were the new girlfriend, I wouldn't want to be saddled with your baby. No offense.
Emily: You know what, maybe you're right. Maybe Meg was the one who pushed Paul into drawing up those papers.
Henry: Which means she doesn't know that he is chickening out. So, when she finds out, there's going to be hell to pay.
Paul: What's wrong?
Meg: Nothing. For the first time in ages, things seem to be actually right. We're finally free of all things Emily. Can you believe it?
Paul: Yeah, it's amazing.
Meg: I owe you an apology.
Paul: For what?
Meg: For doubting you. I mean, I knew you would be able to go through with the divorce, but when it came to giving up all rights for your child, I was afraid that you'd do a u-turn at the last minute. So I'm sorry.
Paul: Don't be. You were right to have doubts.
Meg: I was?
Paul: Yes. Meg, you were right to not trust me.
Meg: Why would you say I was right not to trust you? Emily did sign the papers, didn't she?
Paul: Just like I said, you know -- I mean, I, I -- I handed her the divorce papers, and she signed them in all the right places.
Meg: So you did exactly as you promised. What's not to trust?
Paul: Just about everything I've ever done.
Meg: Hey. That's ancient history. I am looking at the new and improved Paul Ryan. Aren't I?
Paul: I hope so. Look, I know that I let you down, and not just once. Lots of times. But for what it's worth, my intentions were always good.
Paul: Pure, even.
Paul: No, I like noble.
Paul: Noble's better.
Meg: You know, I can live with noble.
Meg: You know, what matters is that you didn't let me down this time. You came through for me. For us.
Paul: I did the very best I could.
Meg: So, I guess this means we're going to Fiji after all.
Paul: Yeah. I mean, if you're still up for it.
Meg: No, no. Actually, I'm not up for it. Are you kidding me? Of course I'm up for it. I can't wait to get out of this town and just lie on the beach with you and a Mai Tai.
Paul: A Mai -- sounds like paradise.
Meg: Yeah. And to think I once told my cousin Jack we'd never make it to paradise. Thank you for proving me wrong.
Paul: My pleasure.
Meg: I'm so glad Emily didn't give you a hard time about signing the papers - -
Paul: Ah, no, stop. Look, I don't want to hear about Emily. I don't think we should talk at all, really.
Paul: What are you doing?
[Knock at the door]
Henry: Paul? Paul, are you in there?
Meg: Is that Henry?
Paul: Yeah, just ignore him. He'll probably go away.
Meg: Whoa, whoa, wait. What's he doing here, anyway?
Paul: I have no idea.
[Knock at the door]
Henry: Paul, if you're in there, open up. It's very important. I think you know what I mean.
Meg: He doesn't seem to be going away.
Paul: All right. I'll get rid of him. What do you want?
Henry: What do you think, Paul? My bad. Seem to be interrupting something, here. Hey, don't mind me. I'll just wait until you're finished.
Will: Mr. Glick, I can explain that.
Mr. Glick: I certainly hope so. I'm amazed you were able to turn in such an excellent paper in so little time. Maybe we can share of your techniques with some of your fellow students who aren't doing so well?
Will: So, does that mean I'm going to pass?
Mr. Glick: With flying colors. This paper went a long way towards offsetting the missed exam.
Gwen: Isn't that fantastic?
Will: Yeah. That's one word for it.
Mr. Glick: You seem surprised.
Will: Uh, yeah -- yeah, I kind of am --
Mr. Glick: Look for yourself.
Will: You thought it was that good?
Mr. Glick: It's the best work you've done since you came back to school.
Gwen: I knew you'd turn things around.
Mr. Glick: This just goes to show, it's never too late to challenge yourself. Good work, Mr. Munson. I'll see you in class.
Gwen: I'm so proud of you.
Jade: I better leave you two alone.
Gwen: Oh no. Wait, hold on. Don't go anywhere. We both know you had a lot to do with this. Didn't she, Will?
Katie: Why would you tell Nick that I had been in contact with you? I thought I made it clear that I was trying to set him up for a surprise.
Jeweler: Ma'am, I'm terribly sorry. But when he came in to pick up the medal and it was already gone, I really didn't have much choice but to explain the situation.
Katie: I just wish I knew how I was going to explain the situation!
Jeweler: I don't think it'll be a problem. Your husband didn't seem upset.
Katie: Oh no, Nick's very good at hiding his feelings. As well as his agenda. Oh, Mike. Oh no. I've got to get to Mike before Nick does!
Mike: Wait a minute. Katie claimed to be your wife?
Nick: Yeah. She told the jeweler that it was a surprise for me. And that's how she got him to deliver the St. Christopher medal to your house. And who do you think put her up to this?
Nick: Yeah. Carly wants to prove that I stole that medal out of the evidence room.
Mike: But that's what I don't get. Carly knows now we both got medals from our grandfather. The one in your wallet belongs to you. You didn't steal it.
Nick: Yeah, but she wants everybody to believe I pulled a fast one, all right? Now she's playing detective.
Mike: Okay, okay. But why did Katie get involved? She's on our side. She's not going to believe Carly's lies again.
Nick: Just don't let Carly mess up things between you and Katie.
Mike: I won't. I just need to get to the bottom of this. If I find out that Katie is working against you, I'll straighten her out.
Nick: Just as long as you don't think that I'm guilty, then I'm cool.
Mike: Look, you told me you didn't take the medal from the evidence room, Nick. That's good enough for me. We're family, all right? I've got your back and I know you've got mine.
Nick: Always. But still, I don't want to ever have you make a choice between your wife and your cousin. Maybe it's time for me to move out.
Mike: No. No way. I'll straighten this out with Katie, don't worry. Is that your partner in crime?
Katie: My what?
Mike: Was that Carly on the phone?
Katie: No, I was leaving you a message.
Mike: Why? Are you trying to tell me what you had to get Nick's St. Christopher medal?
Katie: I see Nick doesn't waste any time.
Mike: Katie, I thought you were out of this. How could you let Carly drag you back into this mess?
Katie: Why do you think Carly's involved?
Mike: Come on, Katie. I saw her here, earlier. She convinced you to get Nick's St. Christopher medal out of the jewelry shop so you could prove it was the same one that disappeared from the evidence room.
Katie: No. The only thing I'm trying to prove is that you're innocent. That there's no way you killed that woman and then walled her up in Carly's basement.
Mike: That's not the only thing you're doing here. Hey, Carly doesn't give a damn about me. For her, this is all about Nick. Katie, she's using you to help her discredit him.
Katie: There's something about this entire mess that doesn't make sense, and if you don't believe me, then I'll show you. Explain to me why I all of a sudden have two of them?
Jade: All I did was help Will find some of the research he was looking for. I just pointed him in the right direction. He did the rest.
Gwen: But he was so freaked out about getting it done on time. You must've said something to make him think he could pull it off.
Jade: No, he already had his motivation. He kept telling me that he didn't want to let you down, that he had to finish it for you.
Gwen: Well, that's so sweet. But the more important thing is, you didn't let yourself down.
Will: No, stop --
Gwen: I'm really proud of you.
Will: No, really. It's just an extra credit report. I don't know why everybody's making such a big deal about it.
Gwen: Well it is a big deal. Do you think Mr. Glick makes a point of going to all his students, to tell them what a good job they did?
Jade: She's right. You should be really happy.
Will: Yeah. Okay. Fine.
Mrs. Stacell: Jade, could I please have a word with you?
Jade: Yeah, sure.
Mrs. Stacell: Would you kindly explain what this is doing here?
[She takes Jade’s bookbag off the top of a bookcase]
Gwen: I can't wait to finally read this thing.
Will: No, don't bother. It's just going to bore you to tears. I don't know what Mr. Glick was raving about.
Gwen: Why can't you give yourself a pat yourself on the back once in a while? You did a good thing.
Will: No, I didn't. I don't feel like I did. You know.
Gwen: I think we should celebrate.
Maddie: Celebrate what?
Gwen: Will aced that extra credit report he had to do for Bio.
Maddie: No way.
Gwen: Yeah, look -- see yourself.
Maddie: This is a joke, right?
Gwen: Why would you say that?
Maddie: Because there's no way that Will could've done this in one day.
Emily: Uh-oh. If you're here, it's gotta be bad news. What, Dusty talked to the judge and convinced him to skip my 30 day evaluation and throw my butt right into jail?
Hal: No, nothing like that. Not that he didn't try. You'll be staying here, at least for the time being.
Emily: So what's the bad news?
Hal: Oh, I just came to drop off the court papers approving your evaluation.
Emily: You didn't have to come to my room to do that, you know.
Hal: Okay, so I wanted to see how you were doing. If you needed anything.
Emily: You don't want me here. You want me in jail. I know that. You're checking up on me. You're hoping against hope that I'll slip up, and you'll be able to revoke my evaluation period.
Hal: Can you blame me for being suspicious?
Emily: No. Not really. All the horrible things I've done, it's going to be a long time before anybody trusts me again. A very long time.
Hal: Now you see? That sounds pretty sane to me. Not like a person who needs to be put under a psychological microscope.
Emily: I am not trying to beat the system, I swear to you. I meant that.
Hal: Hard for me to believe I'm talking to the same woman who shot Paul in the back, locked dusty away in a farmhouse and almost killed him.
Emily: I'm trying really hard to get back to the person you used to know. I need to get well. I know that. For the sake of my children.
Hal: That's another thing that's hard for me to believe. Are you bound and determined to have this baby?
Emily: Well, you think I should?
Hal: I think you need a little repair work first, Emily. You don't want to be having the baby for the wrong reason.
Emily: You mean, to hold onto Paul.
Emily: You get that thought out of your head. Trust me, it wasn't until I realized that things were really over between me and Paul that I could actually decided to keep this child.
Hal: So it really is over between you and Paul?
Emily: As far as I'm concerned, it is. If anyone is having a problem letting go, it's him.
Paul: Henry, why are you here?
Meg: If you're here to pick up something of Emily's, her mother's already picked the place clean.
Henry: No, no, no. I'm here to pick up something of Paul's, that he neglected to give to Emily in the hospital. I'm sure that was just an oversight.
Paul: There's nothing here that Emily needs. Now gulp your drink down and get lost.
Henry: Gulp? Paul, my goodness. You don't gulp down a martini, you take your time with it. Time is something that I happen to have plenty of, as much time as you --
Meg: What are you talking about, Henry?
Henry: You haven't told her? Why doesn't that surprise me?
Meg: Told me what?
Paul: Henry, get out of here.
Henry: Not without the relinquishment papers. They're as important to Emily as much as the divorce papers were important to you.
Meg: You said Emily signed everything that needed to be signed, Paul. What's going on?
Henry: What's going on is that Paul is having second thoughts about turning his back on his little baby.
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Maddie: Sure didn't help him get this "A." He did that all on his own.
Gwen: Oh, is that it? You're mad because Will picked up an "A," and you didn't have anything to do with it?
Katie: I was trying to keep you out of prison for something you didn't do, and if you don't get that, then you don't get me.
Emily: Paul's gotta make a choice.
Henry: Yeah, yeah. For the good of the baby, and keep little miss Meg happy.
Paul: You and I can raise this baby together.
Meg: What's going on, Paul?
Paul: I never said that Emily signed the relinquishment papers. I just only mentioned the divorce papers.
Meg: You knew I was talking about both when I asked you! Paul --
Paul: I can explain.
Meg: You know what? Forget about it!
Henry: Man, that is one ticked off woman.
Paul: Henry, finish your drink.
Henry: Well, thank you. Whoa, hey, Paul, aren't you forgetting something? She needs those papers, like, yesterday, okay?
Paul: Meg? Please, give me a second. I can explain all of this.
Meg: Don't even waste your time.
Paul: Where are you going?
Meg: I'm going away from here. I should've known. This was just a dream. [Paper tearing] Get out of my way.
Paul: Not until you hear me out.
Meg: How many times do I have to hear the same empty words, Paul?
Paul: I was going to tell you everything, I swear to you.
Meg: Then why didn't you?
Paul: Because you looked so happy.
Meg: Oh, so it's my fault you lied to me? Oh, oh, I see.
Meg: I see. Get out of my way!
Paul: No, please, look. Emily and I, we're through, okay? Emily and I are divorced.
Meg: It was never about Emily. It was always about the baby. I knew you wouldn't be able to walk away.
Paul: You said yourself that you had reservations about being with a guy who could just cut a child out of his life. That's what I was thinking about.
Meg: Stop trying to turn this back on me. I am not going to let you do that.
Paul: Meg, we can work this out.
Meg: No, no, we can't! We can't, Paul! That's what I always talk to you about. Look, if you want to be a standup dad and take care of your child, well, congratulations. But I am not going to be the woman to stand next to you when you do that. Especially not when you lied to my face about it.
Paul: I just needed some time. I needed some time. I needed to think about things. I needed to figure a few things out.
Meg: Figure out how to handle me, you mean? But for now, you had no problem lying to my face. You know, I am starting to think that you don't know anything else but that. Now get the hell out of my way!
Meg: Get out of my way!
Paul: Please. Please don't leave me. Please. Listen, listen. Scream at me if you want. Hit me if it makes you feel better. But please, don't leave me.
[Meg grunts, hitting Paul]
Jade: I'm sorry, Mrs. Stacell. My backpack's too big to fit under the check-in desk.
Mrs. Stacell: Well, unless it's been card-catalogued or contains the next great American novel, it doesn't belong on the shelf with these books.
Jade: I know, I know.
Mrs. Stacell: Did you ever consider perhaps lightening your load a bit? What all do you have in there, anyway?
Jade: My whole life.
Mrs. Stacell: Excuse me?
Jade: I'm just kidding. I promise I'll empty it out tonight and I'll make sure it fits under the desk tomorrow.
Mrs. Stacell: There's one other thing, Jade. Someone saw you brushing your teeth in the ladies' room this morning. Next time, please do that before you leave the house.
Jade: Yeah, sure. I promise.
Mrs. Stacell: Thank you.
Jade: As soon as I get a house.
Gwen: Why would you say that Will couldn't have written this paper? The proof is staring you right in the face.
Will: Maddie's just surprised that I made the deadline, because I told her I didn't think that I could.
Maddie: Yeah, well, when I last saw you, you hadn't started yet. So where'd you find the time to bang out a paper that earned you an A?
Will: I was just focused and got it done.
Maddie: Pretty amazing.
Gwen: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's your problem? He's been working like a dog all semester. Finally, it pays off. He gets some good news and, what, you want to take it away from him now?
Will: Gwen, it's cool.
Gwen: No, no, no. It's not okay. What's your deal, Maddie? You've been our friend. Not only that, you helped Will get this far.
Maddie: I sure didn't help him get this A. He did that all on his own.
Gwen: Is that it? You're mad because Will picked up an "A" and you didn't have anything to do with it?
Mike: This one is Nick's. Where did you get the other one?
Katie: It fell out of that box with all your childhood stuff in it. The box I haven't even seen you look at since we've met.
Mike: That's where it's been all this time?
Mike: I was sure I'd lost it.
Katie: Well, if that's your medal and it was in that box all this time, then the medal found on the body --
Mike: Had to be Nicks? Is that what you're saying?
Katie: Well, you have to admit, it all seems pretty strange.
Mike: Katie, Nick is my cousin. I've known him my whole life. He stood beside me on our wedding day. You're going to stand here, accusing him of murder?
Katie: Well, how well do you really know him? Until he came back to Oakdale, you barely talked to him.
Mike: I know he's not a killer. Okay? And he would never let me take the rap for something I didn't do.
Katie: No, you're right. I don't think he would do that.
Mike: Then what's all this about?
Katie: Maybe he stole the medal from the evidence room to make your case go away. But wouldn't that protect you both?
Mike: There's one thing you're forgetting. My DNA was on the medal found on the corpse. How do you explain that?
Katie: The geneticist I talked to said that it could be yours, it could be --
Katie: There's a guy at the hospital that I knew when I was a nurse's aide there. He also works for the Oakdale Police Department sometimes.
Mike: You got a geneticist involved in my case without even saying anything?
Katie: Just listen to what he said. The medal has your DNA on it, or it could be your brother's or your first cousin.
Mike: This is ridiculous.
Katie: Just step back and think about it for a second, Mike. It makes sense!
Mike: Nick is not a murderer! Honey, this is all Carly's fault. She's got your head so twisted around, you're starting to believe things that aren't true. Nick never murdered that woman.
Katie: Are you yelling at me?
Mike: How could you let Carly poison your mind like this?
Katie: This has nothing to do with Carly, honey. I had my own questions so I went out and got my own answers. And I'm sorry that you don't like them, but I did it for you!
Mike: Behind my back. Why didn't you just come to me when you found the second medal?
Katie: I was about to, but then Nick walked in. I didn't want to tip him off. I mean, if he is guilty, then he would've freaked out!
Mike: For the last time, he's not!
Katie: Okay. But just look at it from my perspective. If the roles were reversed and you knew that there was evidence on a corpse that wasn't mine, you would do anything in your power to protect me.
Mike: Of course. But would stop short of pinning a murder on an innocent man!
Katie: I wasn't trying to hurt Nick. I was just trying to help my husband.
Mike: Oh, you sound just like Carly.
Katie: What's that supposed to mean?
Mike: Every time she gets caught doing something she shouldn't, she swears it's for Jack because she loves him and she wants to protect him.
Katie: I was trying to protect you. I was trying to keep you out of prison for something you didn't do. And if you don't get that, then you don't get me.
Katie: When I found your medal in that box, I can't tell you what a strange feeling it gave me. I was thrilled and sick to my stomach at the same time. Thrilled because I knew you weren't going to prison and I wouldn't have to lose you. At the same time, I was just so scared.
Mike: Because you started doubting Nick?
Katie: Yeah. I didn't want to. I swear I didn't want to. But all this evidence started building up and it just made sense. Then I had to wrap my mind around the fact that the guy that's been living here the past couple of months could be a murderer.
Mike: He's not.
Katie: I know that now.
Katie: I went to Jack with this evidence that I found --
Mike: Wait a minute. You took this to Jack?
Mike: My God, Katie. How could you talk to Jack before you even talked to me?
Katie: Please just listen to me. He explained to me that he had spent that entire morning going over Nick's alibi.
Mike: And it checked out, didn't it?
Katie: Yeah, it did. He was off on one of those wilderness journey trips.
Mike: Wilderness journey?
Katie: You know, one of those tough-it-out nature trips.
Mike: And Jack took that as proof of Nick's innocence, right?
Katie: Right. He said it's an airtight alibi. So you are right about your cousin. He didn't do it.
Mike: That's what I've been trying to tell you all along.
Katie: I know. But there's something about this that still doesn't make sense.
Mike: What do you mean?
Katie: We've got two St. Christopher medals, neither of which can be placed at the scene of the crime. Then whose medal was on the dead body?
Mike: I don't know, okay. And it's not for you to worry about. Let the cops deal with it. I want you to stay out of this from now on.
Katie: Are you mad at me?
Mike: Just next time, come to me first, please.
Katie: Okay, I will. And I'm going to make things right with Nick. He must be so ticked off at me. I'm going to call him.
Mike: No, no, no. I'll deal with Nick.
Katie: You sure?
Mike: Yes, I'm sure. All right, I want you to stay out of this. Promise me.
Katie: I promise.
Mike: Mean it.
Katie: Okay. I promise.
Maddie: Believe me, I'm not out to get an award for helping Will graduate. I want you all to get your diplomas, with or without my help.
Gwen: Then why are you giving him such a hard time about the paper?
Maddie: I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, Will. I didn't mean to get on you like that. It's just that I'm -- just that I'm so wrapped up in my own problems. I want everybody else to be as miserable as I am.
Will: It's okay.
Maddie: No it's not okay. I should be thrilled that you got an "A." But I just had to ruin it for you. Sorry.
Will: No, you didn't ruin anything.
Gwen: Why are you so miserable, anyways? Problems with Casey? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You feel like telling me what happened?
Maddie: No. Nothing. That's the problem. Nothing ever happens.
Gwen: I better go talk to her.
Jade: That was close. I thought for sure motor-mouth was going to figure out you didn't write that paper.
Will: Maybe she should have. Maybe that's exactly what I deserve.
Meg: I hope that hurt.
Paul: It hurt, but I deserve it.
Meg: You're damned right you deserved it. You deserve a lot worse.
Paul: Okay, look, I know how angry you are.
Meg: Angry doesn't even scratch the surface, Paul. At this moment, I wish I'd never known you.
Paul: Please, don't say that.
Meg: I should've just left you in the woods that night I found you.
Paul: Yeah, but you didn’t. You saved me. And for as long as I live, I will love you for that.
Meg: Is this how you show love? By lying? Manipulating? Begging for forgiveness when you get caught?
Paul: Doesn't everybody?
Meg: Don't you dare make light of this situation. You're killing me, Paul. Little by little. And I'm letting you do that. And I just can't anymore. I can't live like this.
Paul: Okay. Look, I made a mistake. I made a big mistake. But that doesn't mean the end of us.
Meg: No, of course not. Not until the next lie. And then the next one after that. And then after that. And before you know it, I'm the one pointing a gun at you on a cliff at midnight.
Paul: Hey, that's a low blow.
Meg: I'm sorry, but I'm not feeling very charitable right now. I just wanted was a life with you, Paul. One without Emily attached.
Paul: Well, we can have that.
Meg: No, we can’t. If you're going to be a part of your baby's life, Emily is going to be a part of yours.
Paul: It doesn't have to be that way.
Meg: You and I both know it will be. I got to go.
Paul: I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied. I didn't know how to tell you that I was confused.
Meg: All you had to do was say that you'd changed your mind.
Paul: I hadn't changed my mind. I still haven't changed my mind.
Meg: Look, Meg, all I know is that from the moment that I saw that sonogram --
Meg: What? You saw a sonogram picture?
Paul: It was in Emily's room.
Meg: How convenient.
Paul: No, Emily wasn't even there. It was in a folder on the table by her bed. Everything changed the minute that I saw the little picture, you know?
Meg: Of course it did. You got hooked, just like I knew you would.
Paul: You were right about that. It doesn't mean that you and I have to change our plans. I just need a little bit of time. I need to put some distance between myself and the moment when I saw the picture of this baby.
Meg: Do you really think you can get unhooked, Paul? You reacted to a picture that is still a blur. I mean, can you imagine what you're going to do when you see the real thing? Come on, face the facts. The reason you didn't tell me was because you were trying to figure out how to convince me to go along with raising this child.
Paul: Would that be such a bad thing?
Meg: Excuse me?
Paul: Meg, would that be such a terrible thing? We don't need to walk away. You and I can raise this baby together.
Gwen: Maddie, I'm really sorry for snapping. If you don't -- if you don't want to talk, I'll leave. Just say the word.
Maddie: What is there to say? My boyfriend doesn't want to touch me, I'm going to die a virgin and I just lost the two friends that I --
Gwen: What? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on there. Okay, one thing at a time. First of all, you didn't -- hey.
Gwen: You didn't lose your friends. We're right here, and this is where we're going to stay, okay? And when it comes to Casey, what do you mean? I thought that you guys -- well, you didn't break up, did you?
Maddie: No. He still wants to see me, it's just he doesn't want to be irresponsible --
Gwen: By having sex?
Gwen: Well, is that so hard to imagine? I mean, we were -- we were really stupid.
Maddie: I know, and that's the excuse he gave me. But it's just an excuse. I mean, there's -- I swear, there's something else that's going on.
Gwen: Like what?
Maddie: I don't know. You know what, man, you are so lucky. You're not even in the dating world anymore. You're married to Will, who's such a great guy, and you always know what he's thinking. And you're always honest with each other. There's no secrets between you.
Will: I can't believe I just stood here and I lied to my wife.
Jade: So go home and tell her the truth. If you guys are so tight, it really shouldn't be a problem.
Will: I don't know if Gwen could forgive me for this. And the worst part is, I wasn't even flunking biology. I'm actually pretty good at it.
Jade: But you were up against the clock.
Will: Yeah, so, I should've passed without any help. Without cheating.
Jade: So you learned. You're not cut out for the gangsta life.
Will: The problem is, Calculus is where I need the real help. There's no way I'm going to pass the final in that class.
Jade: Uh-oh. Sounds to like somebody's not done with the internet.
Will: No, I can't go there.
Jade: Okay. Listen, let me help you. I can get the answers.
Jade: Don't worry about it. The point is, if you don't know, you won't feel guilty.
Will: Why do you care how I feel?
Jade: 'Cause you're a nice guy.
Will: And? There's got to be another reason. You've got to be getting something out of this.
Gwen: Hey. Sorry. Maddie's really upset over -- I'm going to take her to get some coffee. Is that okay?
Will: Yeah, sure. She could use some cheering up.
Gwen: You want to come along?
Will: No. I've got to stay and do some studying.
Gwen: Well, you gotta give yourself some breathing room there, genius.
Will: I will when I pass Calculus.
Gwen: Do you know how glad I am that I was lucky enough to marry you?
Will: No, I'm the lucky one.
Mike: You told me you didn't take that medal out of the evidence room, Nick. That's good enough for me. We're family. I got your back, and I know you've got mine.
Nick: Come on, Mike. Where are you? What's going on?
Mike: Hey, Mark, it's your little brother. How's it going? Yeah, Katie and I are good. Still sorry you missed the wedding. Ah, it had a few glitches, but it turned out, all in all, pretty good. Listen, there's something I need to talk to you about. Remember that wilderness journey trip Nick went on? Yeah, yeah, that's the one. Well, there's something that's been bothering me about it.
Emily: Where have you been? I've been worried sick. Did you --
Emily: Henry, did you talk to Paul?
Henry: Yeah, I -- yeah, yeah, I talked to him. Right before he threw me out on my wounded dignity. Anyway, the point is, now he knows that you're onto him about the relinquishment papers.
Emily: Is he going to bring them to me to sign?
Henry: Well, I'm sure that Meg is trying to convince him to do that. Right now, I suspect torture's involved.
Emily: My God, she was there?
Henry: Yeah, she was there, all right. She was not a happy camper at all. I can't believe he didn't tell her he wasn't going to sign the papers! I mean, when she found out, she was furious, Em.
Emily: Paul's got to make a choice.
Henry: Yeah, yeah. Get rid of the baby and keep little Miss Meg happy.
Emily: He's gonna have to give up everything to stay connected to the baby.
Henry: Well, my money's on Meg.
Emily: Oh, God, I cannot believe I'm gonna say this, but I hope you are right. I hope you're right.
Nurse #3: Dr. Goldberg, please report to station five.
Emily: Henry, that's you.
Henry: Who's me?
Emily: Dr. Goldberg, that's you. You have to go.
Henry: Ooh, right, yeah. Better get out of here before someone finds me. Are you gonna be okay?
Emily: No, no. Hurry back, please. Go, go, go!
Henry: Yeah, I'll be back. I'll be back real soon.
Meg: Well, it sounds like you already made up your mind about the baby, Paul.
Paul: No. I'm just asking for you to consider raising this kid with me.
Meg: You left out one crucial factor. Emily.
Paul: I don't know whether it's going to be a psychiatric hospital or prison, but Emily's gonna go away for most of her life. Which means she'll be out of our lives. And the baby’s. You won't even consider this?
Meg: Do you know how much you're asking?
Paul: Yes, I do. And I also know how great it would be for you and I to raise a kid together.
Meg: Except for the fact that it's Emily’s. And I don't think I can raise her child.
On the next "As the World Turns" --
Jade: If you flunk out, you're gonna break your wife's heart. Are you going to be okay with that?
Jennifer: Mom, I'm not inviting Paul to the party, and I'm not inviting Paul to the wedding.
Paul: You've gotta stick around. Meg, without you, nothing works.
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