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As The World Turns Transcript Monday 8/14/06

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Carly: I love you, too. Well have a good time and behave yourselves. Bye.

Simon: So how is everything at home?

Carly: Fine. Just fine. The kids are okay with me having to stay in New York for another day.

Simon: Come on, I heard that. What did you bribe them with?

[Carly laughs]

Carly: FAO Schwarz and toys that cost more than these expensive shoes. But not more than that?

Simon: Wow, it's a nice piece. I was talking about the jewelry of course. So how much do you think something like that goes for?

Simon: All diamonds are running about $13,000 a karat in today's market. Ten of those stones look to be at least two karats, so were talking over a $250,000. That's if their good clarity -- which they appear to be.

Carly: I am such an idiot.

Simon: Come on. No your not. You're the brightest women I know.

Carly: Really? Well if I'm so bright, then why did I think it would be a good idea to go in to business with a jewel thief?

Luke: She still hasn't called.

Damian: Who?

Luke: Lucy. I called her three times, I even texted her.

Damian: Perhaps she's in surgery or on rounds and hasn't had a chance to pick up her messages.

Luke: I'll call the hospital, maybe they can page her.

Damian: No, I wouldn't call the hospital yet.

Luke: Why not?

Damian: Because Lucy is -- she's still -- what's the phrase? Low man on a totem pole. She's still an intern. Perhaps she's not even be allowed to receive personal calls. Perhaps we're ready to board. You want to check with the clerk?

Sergio: Nicely played.

Damian: What are you doing here? I told you to make sure that Lucy stayed put.

Sergio: I wouldn't worry about Lucy.

Damian: If she follows us here, if she speaks to Luke –

Sergio: We'll be long gone.

Damian: You're coming with us?

Sergio: Of course.

Damian: That wasn't the plan.

Sergio: Plans change. And our friends thought that given the trouble you had convincing your son, you might need my help.

Damian: You stay away from my son!

Lucy: I bet he didn't leave us a corkscrew.

Dusty: Why? You thirsty?

Lucy: This is my father's collection, all this wine. He left it here when he went to prison.

Dusty: Oh, that's right. You used to live here, huh?

Lucy: Yeah, many moons ago.

Dusty: You know anything about this pipe?

Lucy: No, I know there's a sprinkler system and an alarm. But who knows if that's still enabled anymore. So many people have lived here. Damian probably installed his own security system. They're probably at the airport right now. Poor Luke.

Dusty: Can you move your hands?

Lucy: A little.

Dusty: Okay, well, try to work it loose and come closer to me so you can work on mine, all right?

Lucy: I'll try.

Dusty: Get a little slack on it. There you go. Come closer to me. Closer. Lucy? Lucy? Lucy?

Lucy: I'm okay.

Meg: So what do I owe you?

Waitress: Not a thing. The gentleman already took care of it.

Meg: You didn't have to do that.

Paul: You know, you wouldn't have to work at all if you would just marry me.

Meg: I want to work -- I like working, and you know that.

Paul: Well, it's a good thing because I think I'm developing a rare ailment.

Meg: Oh?

Paul: It requires private duty nursing. I'm getting gout.

Meg: Oh. Well, that hand seems very healthy to me.

Paul: Consumption?

Meg: Then we'd both have to wear masks.

Paul: But at least I'd have you in my apartment all night.

Meg: You, me and the oxygen tank.

Paul: Is that so bad? How 'bout this? I'm getting a psychological illness -- a compulsion. I can't leave my house until I make love with my fiancée.

Meg: But I'm not your fiancée.

Paul: Hmm. You're so beautiful, especially when you turn me down. Why is that? What -- what is that?

Meg: Maybe you like a challenge? You want what you can't have?

Paul: Is that why you're playing hard to get?

Meg: I'm just taking care of myself. Look, maybe you should go home, catch up on some TV. There's a nice documentary on men who can't take no for an answer.

Paul: Oh! Okay. Well, can I at least call you while I'm watching that?

Meg: I'm working. What are you doing tonight?

Paul: Well, since you're no fun, I don't know. Maybe I'll just worry.

Meg: About? Emily and the baby. So why don't you give her a call.

Susan: Emily, are you sure you want to take all that on? You're supposed to be resting.

Emily: Mother, I need a job. Who's gonna hire me? Huh? I'm pregnant and fresh out of the loony bin. But I'm thinking compared to Craig the convict, I'm looking like a Godsend. And the way I look at it, I know this job. I mean, I worked there for years. I know the staff. I need to do this. I cannot just sit here all day long thinking about --

Susan: Paul.

Emily: I need to accept the fact that I'm an unmarried mother who has to share her child with someone she'd just as soon never see again.

[Cell phone rings]

Susan: Ooh, ooh, ooh. I'll get it. No. Sit, sit, sit, sit. I'll get it. Where is it? Okay. Listen, Sweetie, I have to get to the hospital and check on a patient, but I'll be right back. What do you want for dinner? Who is it?

Emily: Paul.

Gwen: Casey! Casey! [Gwen breathing heavily, the Slasher is trying to stab her] Casey! Did you kill him, too?

Gwen: Casey, are you okay?! Why are you doing this? Casey! Casey!

Meg: Emily's not picking up?

Paul: No. She's supposed to be on bed rest.

Meg: So maybe she turned her phone off and put her feet up. You could always call her mother. Or not.

Paul: You could call her mother.

Meg: No.

Paul: Come on, you like Susan. Susan likes you.

Meg: Not gonna call Susan. Not my job. Maybe you can go over there if you're that worried.

Paul: You want me to go over there?

Meg: I want you to find a way to deal with Emily and yourself so that the baby is just a baby and not an issue.

Paul: So then we can get married, right?

Meg: So then the baby will have a happy life. And then we'll talk about the rest.

Paul: You're tough.

Meg: I'm good for you.

Paul: Yeah, no, I keep telling you that.

Meg: Mm-hmm.

Paul: It's what I keep saying.

Meg: Yeah. Goodnight.

Paul: I miss you already.

Meg: Well, just think, now you get to watch me walk away.

Emily: Lasagna. Lasagna sounds great to me.

Susan: Great. I love lasagna. So --

Emily: I don't want to talk about it, Mother. I don't want to talk about him.

Susan: Okay, why?

Emily: Look, he was really -- he was wonderful at the hospital. He was very supportive -- and I can understand his concerns -- he has legitimate concerns. This is his baby, and I was showing signs of Preeclampsia -- but I am following my doctor's orders now, I am resting.

Susan: Actually, you're editing a newspaper.

Emily: Which has been limping along without me for months, Mother. I need to do this for me, okay? I promise I will back off if it's to much. But I need to feel like I can accomplish something. That I can support myself and my baby without -- by myself. Too much contact with Paul -- it's unhealthy, okay. It just gets me off track.

Susan: So, lasagna.

Emily: Okay, we can do this. We can do this.

Sergio: You owe our friends a great deal of money.

Damian: Yeah, and I'm sure as soon as we return to Malta, Luke will agree to open his trust.

Sergio: And if he doesn't?

Damian: He will -- he loves me.

Sergio: You do realize that our friends are familiar with the terms of the trust.

Damian: What are you implying?

Sergio: Should your son predecease you, the trust reverts to you.

Damian: Are you threatening my son?

Sergio: Just make sure he gets on that plane.

Damian: Are we ready to board? What did the clerk say?

Luke: That'll be a while --

Sergio: Sergio Francone.

Luke: Luke Snyder.

Sergio: Damian tells me you're going to Malta with us.

Damian: Signor Francone is a business acquaintance.

Sergio: And as luck would have it we're on the same flight -- in fact I'll be sitting right behind you. Perhaps we can play chess.

Damian: Perhaps another time.

Sergio: I need to call our friends -- tell them we spoke. Pleasure to meet you, Luke. I'll see you onboard, no?

Luke: Business acquaintance? Guy sounds like he's in a bad remake of "The Godfather."

Damian: He's very old school. Perhaps we're ready to board, you want to check?

Luke: They said it would be a while. Like I just told you.

Damian: Yeah of course, your right.

Luke: Are you okay?

Damian: Yeah, I'm okay.

Luke: I mean you seem a little stressed out.

Damian: No, I'm totally fine.

Luke: Damian, you rushed me out of the house and into the limo, we broke every speed limit posted, and now you're stressing about boarding?

Damian: Look, I -- I'd just like to get settled, that's all.

Luke: Have you taken your medication?

Damian: No. See good son -- let's find a cafe. I'll sit down, and get a glass of water -- you get something to eat. And I'll take my pills, okay.

Holden: Are you sure Luke and Damian didn't spot us?

Jack: Well if they did, worst case is that they wouldn't take this flight, and Damian gets delayed. I'm gonna track down my buddy, okay.

Flight attendant #1: I'm sorry, Gentlemen. We haven't started boarding yet.

Jack: Yeah, hi. I'm with the Oakdale Police Department.

Peter: Jack!

Jack: Peter!

Peter: He's cleared. Thanks.

Jack: How you doing? Holden, this is my buddy, Peter Quinn. We did a stint in the academy together. This is my cousin.

Holden: Holden Snyder.

Jack: He's a federal agent.

Holden: Can you help us? I'm not sure if Jack explained the situation.

Peter: Well you know Jack, you always got to drag the details out of him.

Holden: Bottom line -- can you stop Damian Grimaldi from leaving the country?

Dusty: Sure your okay?

Lucy: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Dusty: Can you untie my hands.

Lucy: And then what?

Dusty: Why don't you just try it first?

Lucy: Still the same after shave. Some things never change.

Dusty: Just untie the knot -- if you can.

Lucy: I know how to untie a knot.

Dusty: Yeah, you're a real escape artist.

Lucy: I've learned a few things since I left town. How to suture in the dark -- I can even tie a cherry stem in a bow -- with my tongue. Looser?

Dusty: A little bit.

Lucy: Relax. You don't want to tighten the ropes. How's that?

Dusty: I think you got it. You okay?

Lucy: Yeah. What's that -- hissing? Do you hear that?

Dusty: That's a gas pipe! We gotta get out of here!

Simon: No, my interest in jewels ended years ago.

Carly: Oh, not so many years ago. As I recall, when you first came to Oakdale you were trying to rip off Lily Snyder.

Simon: Youthful indiscretion. And where do you think I learned so much about business?

Carly: From being a common thief.

Simon: Common thief -- okay, there was nothing common about my technique. Oh, what you don't believe me? Alright then, always up for a challenge -- I'm gonna prove it to you. You mind if I borrow this.

Carly: Yes I do, I plan on drinking that?

Simon: Oh, that's okay, she's not gonna mind.

Carly: Who?

Simon: The woman's who's jewelry I'm gonna have in my hand in less than five minutes.

Carly: No, no, no -- you are insane if you think your gonna get away with that!

Simon: I'll tell you what let's make this interesting -- you got a watch, yeah -- put me on the clock. Where's your camera? Where's your camera?

Carly: Get out of there -- come on!

Simon: Take some happy snaps -- they're going to be way more interesting than all of these pictures of the statue of liberty. All right, ready? Five minutes -- start the clock.

[Doorbell rings]

Emily: Paul.

Paul: You were supposed to be on bed rest. Is Susan even here?

Emily: My mother's at work. And I was resting -- I was sitting on the couch right before you knocked.

Paul: So, what is all this?

Emily: Work.

Paul: Work.

Emily: Work -- it's why I didn't call you back, I was working and obviously that's why you're here -- but I'm fine, the baby's fine -- we're all fine.

Paul: You decided to go back to work?

Emily: Part time. Yeah, why?

Paul: This can't wait until after the baby's born?

Emily: No, after the baby's born, I'm gonna have to go on maternity leave. And you can't take maternity leave unless you have something to leave like a job. So I was gonna get a job --

Paul: Okay look, Em, if this is a question of money --

Emily: I'm not taking your money.

Paul: Child support.

Emily: We'll talk about support after the baby's born.

Paul: Okay, look I don't mean to invade your privacy or to compromise your independence --

Emily: No, but you've done both very well, thank you.

Paul: You have been diagnosed with Preeclampsia. You just spent time in the hospital. This is a condition that is exacerbated by stress. Does the doctor even know that you’re going back to work?

Emily: Yes, she does actually.

Paul: You can't wait until after you have the baby?

Emily: Are you telling me how to be a parent?

Paul: No, look I'm worried about you and I'm worried about the baby. And I've read about this condition and you have to limit your exposure to stress.

Emily: I am trying to, but you won't go away!

Lucy: You sure that wasn't just a sprinkler?

Dusty: Believe me, its gas.

Lucy: Well this place is ventilated, we won't asphyxiate --

Dusty: This whole place could blow right now.

Lucy: Well let's find something to open the door with.

Dusty: I got something -- stand back.

Lucy: Careful, careful. No sparks.

Dusty: Well if we use the axe we make it.

Lucy: I know, but if we stay in here we'll die. Do it.

Dusty: Come on.

Lucy: That's why I keep you around.

[They run out the door and there’s an explosion and it flies them through the air]

[Gwen hits the Slasher over the head with a vase, the Slasher falls and Gwen picks up her cell phone to call the police]

Gwen: Hello? Hi, this is Gwen Munson. I live at 7 Millstone Road, Franklin Lake. There's a killer. He has a knife. I think he killed my friend – [the Slasher wakes up and goes for Gwen again] [Gwen screams] Get off me! [Gwen screaming] [The Slasher tries to strangle Gwen] [Gwen gasping]

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Sergio: No one move -- or the boy dies!

Paul: I'm sorry. I don't mean to upset you. I just -- I was worried when you didn't answer your telephone.

Emily: No, I'm sorry -- I snapped. I'm sorry. It's just --

Paul: Well, you are pregnant.

Emily: There's that. You've been nothing but supportive lately. And I appreciate that. I guess this is just a lot to get used to.

Paul: I've known you for a long time. And we've been friends for most of that time and -- we've always been able to talk to each other. And I know that things have changed, we've both made mistakes, and we both hurt one another. But I'd really like to think that we could find our way back to friendship -- at least for the sake of the child. Which is kind of my long and kind of awkward way of saying that I'm here to help and if you would just talk to me. If I overstep -- if I overstep, just tell me. Tell me.

Emily: Okay.

Paul: So I'm stressing you out, huh?

[Emily laughs]

Emily: Just a little. No, it's actually work -- it's re-entry to work -- Craig has made a mess of things. And my staff has tried their best to make sense of it but --

Paul: They have their own areas to manage.

Emily: Right.

Paul: So what is it? It's financial? It's circulation? Editorial? What?

Emily: All of the above. No, no, no, no.

Paul: And the bottom line is?

Emily: That is the bottom line. You don't need to do that --

Paul: Emily, here's the problem right off the bat. Whoever was making entries after Craig went to prison confused the fiscal year with the calendar year.

Emily: That's why --

Paul: You haven't paid your taxes have you?

Emily: The taxes haven't been paid?

Paul: Yeah -- no, it's okay, there's still time.

Emily: I don't even know how much we owe -- what do we owe?

Paul: We can figure that out, no problem.

Emily: No, no, no -- Paul, I can't let you do this --

Paul: Emily, I was CFO of B.R.O. for years -- I have a degree in Economics. I can figure this out.

Emily: Yeah, well I get that you're really smart, but this could take hours - - days.

Paul: This won't take days. It'll take hours like you said. I've got some time right now -- believe me I've got some time.

Emily: No, Paul, really I can't let you do this.

Paul: Emily look, if you insist on going back to work and you're not gonna let me help you financially, will you at least let me decipher these books? For the sake of our child. Just this once.

Emily: Okay, just this once. This is really nice of you, you know.

Holden: So he came into the country on a private plane, what difference does that make?

Jack: It doesn't have to make sense, Holden, it just has to work.

Peter: Grimaldi came in on a plane registered to a Sergio Francone, who's on the manifest.

Jack: So, he is on this flight?

Peter: Seated right behind your friend.

Jack: That had to be the guy we saw at the gate.

Holden: So how does that help us?

Peter: Well, as a known associate of Mr. Francone, who is of interest to the United States, we have a pressing need to question Mr. Grimaldi.

Jack: I like the way you think.

Holden: While you're at it, can you figure out what he wants with my son?

Peter: Is your son a United States citizen?

Holden: Yes.

Jack: So how much time can you buy us?

Peter: A day or two? Depends on if he cooperates. And from what I heard, Grimaldi’s a wealthy man, so I'm sure he'll be on the phone to his attorney as soon as we grab him.

Holden: That doesn't give us much time.

Luke: I am gonna try calling Lucy one more time.

Damian: Luke, could you hold these?

Luke: Yeah.

Damian: I feel a little lightheaded.

Luke: Are you okay? Do you want to sit down?

Damian: No. You know what? I think they're ready to board. You want to check with the clerk one more time?

Luke: Well, if you're not feeling well, Damian, maybe we should just go home.

Damian: No! No, I just need to get on the plane, settle myself down. And I feel --

Sergio: I have to talk to you.

Damian: What do you think you're doing? Are you crazy? You want Luke to suspect.

Sergio: We have to get out of here.

Damian: We're just about to board.

Sergio: We can't take this flight. I don't have time to explain. We have to find another way to Malta.

Dusty: Lucy? Lucy. Wake up. Lucy?

Will: Gwen? Gwen, are you okay? Gwen? Gwen, wake up. Gwen!

Gwen: Ahh!

Will: Shh, shh, shh. It's okay. It's okay, it's me. It's me. It's me. You're okay. You're okay.

Gwen: What happened?

Will: I don't know. I came back 'cause I didn't like the way we left things. And all the lights were all out. And it was really dark. And the door was locked. And then I heard you screaming and yelling for Casey. And then I got in here and there was this guy choking you, but -- are you sure you're okay?

Gwen: Yeah.

Will: All right, well, whoever it was, they took off when I showed up.

Gwen: There was a guy and he had a knife. And he kept slashing at me and he cut my arm.

Will: Okay. Let me turn on the lights. Hold on. You are so lucky.

Gwen: I was lucky that -- that you came back. You saved my life.

Will: If anything happened to you -- I love you so much.

Gwen: I love you, too.

Will: I'm sorry.

Casey: Ah, what the hell? Ahh!

Gwen: Casey, are you okay?

Casey: I don't know. Something hit me from behind. What the -- what happened out here?

Will: The Slasher, he was in here.

Gwen: He must've come through the window and knocked you out. And then he came after me. Luckily Will came back and chased him away.

Casey: You didn't get a look at whoever it was?

Gwen: He -- he had a face mask and a hood, it was dark.

Casey: A hood?

Gwen: Yeah, a sweatshirt with a hood.

Casey: Like yours?

 [Simon talking softly]

Simon: So, how'd it go?

Carly: Oh, well, 4 minutes, 37 seconds.

Simon: Bingo, new record.

Carly: But you don't have the --

Simon: Oh! Oh, you should put your hand out.

Carly: What?

Simon: Yeah. Give me your hand. Here.

[Carly gasps]

Simon: What are you doing?

Carly: What am I doing? What are you doing?

Simon: Did you get some pictures?

Carly: Yeah, as a matter of fact I did. And I ought to take them straight to the police.

Simon: Oh, it's not gonna do them any good. All they're gonna see is a very, very friendly conversation.

Carly: The shawl. When you were helping with her shawl, that's when you took the necklace, isn't it?

Simon: She didn't feel a thing.

Carly: She will. She's gonna feel a heck of a lot when she realizes it's gone and starts screaming bloody murder. Where did she go?

Simon: Oh, her friendly waiter told her that she had a phone call at the front desk.

Carly: Unbelievable.

Simon: But fast. Come on. Come here. You're not gonna let all my efforts go to waste are you?

Carly: Put that thing away!

Simon: You sure you're not gonna change your mind?

Carly: Of course I'm not. Unlike you, I have an understanding of the basic concept of -- of right and wrong. And this is wrong! It's wrong of me to even be here and I'm going back to the room.

Simon: Just wait. You're gonna see something in -- five, four, three, two --

Woman: Help me, please! I've been robbed!

Sergio: There's a federal marshal aboard the flight.

Damian: There's always an air marshal. This is America.

Sergio: Snyder's with him. And someone else -- a cop. They're planning on taking you into custody.

Damian: On what charge? Why?

Sergio: Does it matter? They're trying to prevent you from leaving the country. We have to get out of here. A charter, a flight, a yacht, I don't care. We just have to get out of the airport now!

Damian: All right, all right, all right. Let me explain things to Luke.

Luke: What's going on?

Damian: We have to leave, Son.

Luke: Why? I thought you just said you wanted to board --

Damian: Yeah, I know, but, you know, you were right, I'm not feeling well and its best if we go home.

Luke: Do you want me to get you a wheelchair?

Damian: No, no. I just -- just a little fresh air will do. Can you help me to the car?

Luke: All right, well, let me just tell them we're canceling the flight.

Damian: We'll call from the car.

Luke: But what about our luggage? It's already on board.

Damian: We'll have it sent. Luke, please -- I'll explain in the car.

Luke: Okay, Damian, what's going on?

Sergio: Problems?

Damian: No, we're just leaving.

Luke: No, I am not going anywhere with you until you tell me what's happening.

Sergio: No more arguing, Boy.

Luke: Get your hands off of me!

Damian: Luke -- I'm sorry.

Jack: Hey! Nobody move. Get your hands off the boy.

Dusty: You got to wake up, Honey. Hey, wake up. Lucy.

Meg: Dusty? What are you doing here? Oh, my God, Lucy? What -- what happened?

Dusty: She got buried.

Meg: In the explosion? I heard it in the car on my way to work. I called 911 in the car.

Dusty: There was a gas explosion. We were tied to the gas pipe.

Meg: Why were you tied to a gas pipe?

Dusty: It wasn't by choice.

Meg: Okay, her heart rate's steady. She's breathing, but she's wheezing a little bit. Has she regained consciousness?

Dusty: No. I mean, we were thrown across the room and I got knocked out, so I don't know how long she's been out.

Meg: Lucy, can you hear me? It's Meg. [Lucy groans] Hey. Get me some water. Now.

Will: So I'm the Slasher?

Gwen: No, of course not.

Will: You think I knocked you out and then came in and attacked my wife? Her arm, do you see it? It's bleeding. Her throat. Do you think I'd do that to her?

Casey: I think you'd do about anything to get her back!

Gwen: Okay, you know what? He doesn't mean that, he's not thinking straight right now.

Will: I would never hurt my wife, or you, believe it or not.

[Sirens approaching]

Casey: Yeah, then what's with the sweatshirt?

Will: What are you talking about? It was cold out. I took it when I left.

Casey: Cold? Its 70 degrees out!

Will: Well, I was cold!

Gwen: Okay, you know what? The police are here. Let's just stop all this.

Margo: Hey, what is going on? We got the 911.

Will: It was the Slasher. He was choking Gwen and then I scared him off. Whoever it was, they're still out there.

Margo: All right, deploy whoever we've got, have them fan out across the whole wooded area. Call for back up and I'll get statements here. Are you okay?

Will: Yeah, I'm fine, Gwen’s pretty banged up and Casey got knocked out.

Margo: Yeah, yeah.

Will: He's still inside.

Margo: Casey! Casey, are you okay?

Casey: Yeah, I guess.

Margo: Oh, my God. Thank you. Thank you, God. You have no idea what was going on in my mind on the way over here.

Will: Look, Gwen really needs to see a doctor.

Margo: Yes, well, one has been called. I need to ask you a couple of questions, Gwen. You okay?

Gwen: Sure. It's a little hard to talk.

Margo: Just simple yes or no is fine. So you called 911?

Gwen: Yeah.

Margo: You said you were being attacked.

Gwen: I thought I knocked him out, but then he grabbed me by the ankles and - -

Will: And that's when I found her. Whoever it was, they had their hands around her throat when I ran in.

Margo: You were where? In the bedroom?

Will: I came from there, but no. I was outside coming home when I heard Gwen screaming.

Margo: Okay, and, Casey, where were you?

Casey: I was out in the hallway. Someone -- whoever it was hit me from behind.

Margo: Well, hey, great, I'm glad you're -- everyone's safe.

Gwen: Yeah, well, it's all thanks to Will.

Margo: So Gwen, you said that you were here in the main room. Casey, you were in the hallway? Will, you were where?

Will: I was here -- earlier. And then I was on my way home.

Margo: Where did you go?

Will: I just -- I went outside to take a walk. I needed some fresh air.

Gwen: Will and I -- I was moving out and Casey was helping me pack.

Margo: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. So, Will, you came back, you heard Gwen screaming?

Will: Yeah. I heard her screaming and yelling for Casey. And then I tried to get into the door.

Margo: What, you don't have a key?

Will: I couldn't find it.

Margo: Well, did you -- did you pound on the door? Did you try to ram your way in?

Will: No, I -- what? What's that?

Margo: A splinter. Any idea where it came from?

Will: Yeah. It probably came from the window when I climbed through it.

Casey: Whoa, whoa, you came through the window?

Will: The door was locked.

Casey: The Slasher came through the window.

Woman: It was a gift from my husband. I can never replace it.

Carly: Are you gonna stand here and watch her suffer like that?

Simon: Mm -- no, you're right, enough's enough. I'll -- Ma'am, excuse me. Oh, thank God you're still here. I've been looking everywhere for you. Is this yours?

Woman: Oh!

Simon: It is? Yes.

Woman: Bless you, bless you. Where did you find it?

Simon: Once you left, I was cleaning off the tablecloth and I -- it was underneath the table on the floor.

Woman: Oh, my God. I don't understand how it could have fallen off.

Simon: Oh, you see here. I think the clasps have come a little loose right there. I really think you should get that looked at.

Woman: I will, I will. I will take it to my jeweler first thing. Thank you so much.

Simon: Good idea. Pleasure.

Woman: You don't know what this means to me. This wonderful man saved my life tonight.

Carly: Oh, did he? How heroic.

Woman: He was indeed. And I hope you will allow me to reward you.

Simon: What?

Carly: Oh, no, no, no.

Simon: A cash reward?

Carly: Of course not, no.

Simon: Oh that is very generous.

Woman: It's the least I do. You returned one of my most precious possessions. I insist.

Simon: Well --

Carly: No, absolutely not! Really. Unnecessary.

Woman: I bet your pardon.

Simon: Ma'am, you don't think I deserve a cash reward?

Carly: I know exactly what you deserve.

Woman: Are you sure you won't accept --

Carly: Yes, positive.

Simon: Don't need it.

Carly: Thank you.

Simon: My pleasure.

Carly: You were actually gonna let that woman pay you --

Simon: No.

Carly: For robbing her?

Simon: I wasn't gonna take her money. [Carly sighs] No, not at all. Although, I think it would have made her very happy.

Carly: You are incorrigible.

Simon: But good. And how was that time?

Carly: All right, so you beat the five-minute deadline, big whoop.

Simon: Come on. Even you're allowed to admit something every now and again. That was pretty impressive.

Carly: Okay, fine. Fine. You're good.

Simon: Good? Oh, you have no idea.

Paul: Em? I just reconciled your books for the last six months.

[Emily’s asleep on the couch]

Dusty: I shut off the gas.

Meg: Are we okay here?

Dusty: We're fine. How' she doing?

Meg: Her blood pressure's dropping. And I don't know why.

Dusty: I thought she was waking up before. What's wrong. Lucy, come on, you got to open your eyes.

Meg: Dusty, we need to get her to a hospital.

Dusty: Did you call 911?

Meg: Yeah, I know. I did and I don't know where are. And I don't want to move her. She might have internal injuries.

Dusty: We'll take my car.

Lucy: Dusty --

Dusty: I'm right here. I'm right here.

Lucy: What happened?

Meg: You lost consciousness.

Dusty: The gas blew, you were thrown across the room. You all right?

Lucy: We've got to -- we've got to get --

Meg: No, no, no, no. You need to take it easy.

Dusty: She's right. Take it easy. I'll call the police. Don't worry about that.

Lucy: We've got to --

Dusty: Hold on! Don't worry about that!

Lucy: The police -- the airport.

Dusty: Can you stand up?

[Lucy gasping]

Meg: What? What?

Dusty: She's worried about Luke.

Meg: Is Luke okay?

Dusty: Yeah, I'll tell you about it later.

[Lucy coughing and gasping]

Lucy: I can't -- breathe --

Dusty: What's the matter with her?

Lucy: I can't --

Meg: Okay, okay. I'm right here. I'm right here.

Lucy: I can't breathe.

Luke: Dad? What are you doing here? Jack, what's --

Jack: Step away from the boy, Damian.

Damian: Luke was just walking me to the car.

Holden: Get your hands off him!

Jack: Let's do this nice and easy. Let go of him, Damian. Now.

Damian: You don't understand. I'm just trying to protect him, you fool.

Jack: I'm glad -- I'm glad to hear it. Luke, you and Holden are gonna go home. Now.


Luke: Oh -- oh!

Holden: You all right?

Sergio: No one move or the boy dies!

Margo: So, Will, you came in through the window.

Casey: And you didn't see me lying on the floor?

Will: It was dark and the lights were off.

Casey: Yeah, I know, but I was in the middle of the floor. You practically had to step on me to get in here!

Will: Well, I wasn't looking for you! Gwen was screaming.

Gwen: I thought she was being choked.

Will: She was. But when I first got here, when I was outside, she was screaming and that's why I came in through the window.

Casey: In a dark sweatshirt with a hood?

Will: I'm not the only person in the world with a dark sweatshirt, Casey!

Casey: Yeah, I know. The Slasher has one! He was wearing it tonight!

Will: What are you trying to say?

Margo: All right! All right. So, Will, where were you before you came in?

Will: I would never hurt my wife, or anybody. I'm not the Slasher. It's somebody else.

[Banging sound]

Dallas: Who's there? Come out with your hands up. This is the police.

[Maddie is hiding by the fence, Dallas shines his flashlight on her and sees her]

Announcer: On the next "As the World Turns" --

Damian: Are you all right?

Holden: Give me a reason, Damian!

Meg: Lift up her sleeve.

Dusty: She's getting worse.

Meg: It's all right.

Will: Are you serious, I'm a suspect?

Casey: Where were you?

Jade: He was with me.

Dallas: Why are you here, Maddie?

Maddie: I have to stop Gwen and Casey.

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