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As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 10/25/06

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Nurse #1: Oh, yes. Isn't that nice?

Nurse #2: I think this would be lovely.

Kim: Wait, wait, wait. This isn't a tag sale! Wait a minute. There's plenty of costumes for everybody. So, make sure you've got one, at least, and pick your choice and --

Meg: Hey, Kim.

Kim: Hi.

Meg: What's all this?

Kim: Oh, these are costumes for our hospital fund-raiser. The theme is the romantic royals.

Meg: Wow, it takes playing dress-up to a whole new level.

Kim: You bet it does.

Meg: Where did they come from? Oakdale Playhouse?

Kim: No, no, an anonymous donor. They were delivered with instructions to hand them out to the whole staff.

Meg: Well, anonymous knows his royals.

[Kim laughs]

Kim: I'll say. Pick out something good before they're all gone.

Meg: Marie Antoinette, she lost her head. Ann Boleyn, ditto. Mary Stuart -- is there a queen here that didn't end up on the chopping block?

Kim: You know something? It dawns on me, I think there was one of these here with your name on it. Oh, what did I do with that? Voila!

Meg: Oh, let's see. Oh, Queen Guinevere.

Kim: Yes.

Meg: Well, she ended up in a convent, but at least she kept her head. I wonder who would single me out.

Kim: Well, I don't know. Somebody who wanted to make sure you got the right costume, I guess. Okay, girls. Let's go to the nurse's station. I'll check you out and give you your tickets. See you later.

Meg: Yeah, have fun. Bye.

Craig: Just as I thought. Fit for a queen.

Paul: That's the guy I want you to trail.

Private investigator: This guy looks familiar.

Paul: His name is Craig Montgomery.

Private investigator: Yeah, yeah. He got sprung from prison on some fine print after he put his wife in a coma.

Paul: That's right. And if life works the way it should, he'll soon be back with his friends on cellblock B.

Katie: I remember you saying you never really felt like the work day started until you and Hal had your coffee and donuts.

Margo: Yeah, but are the donuts extra, extra greasy, and does the coffee taste like motor oil?

Katie: Oh, you're thinking of the good old days.

Margo: Too many to count.

Katie: Well, we never really had any good traditions growing up. So, I thought this was a nice one to keep going. Besides, it might make you feel better.

Margo: What is wrong with me?

Katie: What do you mean?

Margo: Well, we buried Hal. We gave him a 21-gun salute. We told all the great old Hal stories and everybody's back in the job now. You can almost hear his voice growling out the morning briefing, telling us to go out and get the bad guys.

Katie: Isn't that what Hal would want?

Margo: Absolutely. I can't do it. I can't mope. The man that I shared a life with, that I shared a child with is gone. And he should be here. Hal should be here. Okay, I just had to say that out loud. Let's talk about you now. Tell me -- tell me something distracting. Tell me something happy, hmm? Oh, man.

Simon: Hello, V. Long time no see. Oh, we can so make this work. I mean, you always looked good, but you look even better wearing those crown jewels.

Carly: I knew it. I knew you didn't take my paper to catch up on the funnies.

Simon: I just borrowed it. To check out the stock market. You know what? It seems the NASDAQ is down today --

Carly: Is it really? Can I see that? May I see the NASDAQ?

Simon: You don't want to trouble -- no, you don't want to trouble yourself with, you know, a boring bunch of numbers, do you?

Carly: Simon Frasier, there is something in that paper you don't want me to see. Fork it over!

Simon: You know, it's just the usual bad news. War. Economy's down. Lindsay Lohan, drunk again. And, oh yeah, a gorgeous woman is traveling to Oakdale with the Prince of Leonia wearing those really nice crown jewels.

Carly: Hmm, Vienna Hyatt. That's cute. Do you know her?

Simon: Yeah, we've traveled in the same circles.

Carly: And your connection now, is what?

Simon: Okay, remember back in New York City? At that restaurant, the restaurant when I divested a woman of a similar necklace without her feeling a thing?

Carly: Yes, as I recall, you almost gave that woman a heart attack.

Simon: Well, back then, I was only fooling around. But back in the old days, someone like Vienna coming into town would offer me a very good chance.

Carly: What, a chance to relieve her of her jewelry?

Simon: Well, that's the easy part. And I would just call up a few old contacts and then pawn off the diamonds, and our money worries with Spirro would disappear. Kind of like taking a stolen car to a chop shop.

Carly: Simon, are you completely delusional?

Simon: Just moderately insane. Look, Carly, we've got to get real here.

Carly: I'm real. Our project is real. Our model unit and the open house that we're planning, they are real. We are going to have so many buyers, they'll have to take a number.

Simon: Look, even if we sell half those apartments, which is a very generous estimate, there's no way we can meet Spirro’s interest hike. And if he doesn't get his money --

Carly: What is the matter with you? Five minutes ago, you were completely invested in our project.

Simon: I just want to come up with a contingency plan, in case he holds us to his payback schedule.

Carly: Well, since we don't have an option, Simon, we'll just have to play it out. Without a jewel heist as a backup.

Simon: All right. You're right. You're right. We have what we have, and we'll make the most of it.

Carly: Great. Good. The painters called and they're through, so we should go over to the model unit and make it spectacular for the showing, okay?

Simon: Okay.

Carly: All right.

Simon: Lead the way.

Katie: I'm sorry. This is really bad. I'm the one who's supposed to be here cheering you up.

Margo: Well, we're sisters. We take turns. So, what's up?

Katie: It's nothing. It's so stupid.

Margo: I'm sure it is. Do you and Mike have some trouble, huh?

Katie: No, Mike and I are great. We're actually in a really good place. It's just -- Carly doesn't think so.

Margo: Carly?

Katie: Oh, by the way, what do you know about this whole loan shark thing with Carly and Simon?

Margo: Not a whole lot. Jack's more on top of it because he's concerned about Carly and the kids.

Katie: Yeah, exactly. So am I. I mean, I don't know how many times I can warn Carly to stay away from Simon. She accuses me of wanting him for myself. How ridiculous is that?

Margo: Yeah, is it?

Katie: I mean, I have a wonderful husband, a wonderful life. Why would I care what some guy is doing, especially some guy who's in love with someone else?

Margo: Simon is love with Carly?

Katie: I know. I was pretty shocked, too. I mean, they haven't even been working together that long. He barely knows her. Carly says they're not sleeping together. So, for him to have feelings for someone --

Margo: What, someone other than you?

Tom: Hey, Adam. Sorry to keep you waiting.

Adam: Oh, no problem.

Tom: So, where's Case?

Adam: He had to go get the club ready to open.

Tom: Oh, yeah, work. Sometimes I think it might just be this family's downfall.

Adam: Bad day?

Tom: Bad year. I mean, I get up in the morning, Margo’s usually at the station. She comes home, I'm working late. Between Casey’s school and his job, we're lucky to pass each other in the hall and say hello.

Adam: This is the age we live in.

Tom: Yeah, well I -- [Cell phone rings] [Tom sighs] Sorry. I got to take this.

Adam: Yeah.

Tom: Yeah, hello? Uh, look, my calendar is so crammed that I cannot fit another case in, even if it is for Judge Stoner. Can we talk about this at the office? Thanks.

Adam: Look, if you have to split --

Tom: No, I don’t. Look at you.

Adam: Look at you. A little grayer than that last picture you sent --

Tom: Each one has a case assigned to it, I promise you that. How you doing?

Adam: Oh, you mean Dad. I don't know. It doesn't seem real.

Tom: Yeah, I hear you.

Adam: Anyway, thanks for putting me up.

Tom: Putting you up? I mean, you're family. You, you live in my house. [Cell phone rings] I'm turning this off.

Adam: Hey, Tom, have you ever thought about trading your D.A. gig for something with less stress, more free time?

Tom: Funny you should mention that. I just recently received an offer.

Adam: Well, maybe you should consider it. I mean, I don't want to lose you, too.

Tom: You know, Casey said the exact same thing to me. It kind of stopped me cold.

Adam: So, what's the offer you got?

Tom: To work for some guy in the private sector. Big money, great hours.

Adam: Sounds good. I mean, are you gonna grab it?

Tom: Well, if I do, I think I can probably kiss my marriage good-bye.

Paul: I want you to shadow him until tomorrow night's fund-raiser. Because I'm pretty sure that's where Montgomery’s gonna show his hand.

Private investigator: You won't be there?

Paul: No, I wouldn't support any cause he's associated with. But I'll be on my cell. And if he does anything to arouse your suspicion, please just give me a call.

Meg: I can't accept this.

Craig: What's the problem, Meg? You don't like the color? Personally, I think it sets off your eyes.

Meg: That's not what I mean and you know it. What are you up to?

Craig: Well, for the first time in a long time, I'm actually having some fun. You know, donating these gowns to the nurses who might not be able to afford them, it not only generates a positive buzz for the hospital, but it also attracts more donors. Beautiful women have that effect.

Meg: Okay. So did you assign a specific gown to each nurse or was I the only lucky one?

Craig: Actually, I don't know any other nurses.

Meg: Okay, stop it. Don't play me, because I don't like it and it doesn't work.

Craig: Meg, if I've offended you --

Meg: You may have donated these other gowns to benefit the hospital, but this one -- this one has my name on it, and a price tag. So, tell me what it is or you can find somebody else to play Guinevere.

Craig: Okay, all right. I admit it -- that, you know, there was a reason that I bought you the gown.

Meg: Because Paul loves it when you decide to give me gifts?

Craig: No, this has nothing to do with Paul. It's about you and me.

Meg: You and me? There is no such thing.

Craig: Meg, since my return to Oakdale, I have been watched, vilified, spat upon, you name it. The only person in this town who's treated me like I might be halfway human is you. Hating is easy, but you didn't go there. And maybe it's because you understand what it's like to be the outsider.

Meg: What's your point?

Craig: Well, experience, it hasn't hardened you, it's made you more tolerant, sympathetic to others' failings. You know how hard it is to come back from your mistake to find acceptance.

Meg: Is that what you want?

Craig: Well, before, I just wouldn't have given a damn. But jail has changed my priorities. I'm learning to be more grateful. Grateful that you've tried to see past my mistakes. You made me see that it was a bad idea to start a foundation in Jennifer’s name, saw how I would have been hurting people. You saved me from myself. And now I have this new opportunity to show everybody in town that I'm really not a monster. So, the gown was my way of thanking you for that. If I overstepped my bounds, I do apologize. But you know, I really hate to see that gown that was designed for you hanging on some rack. So, please, take me on my word, and I'll see you at the gala tomorrow night.

Paul: Something going on that you didn't tell me about?

Adam: Its true Craig’s got a bad rep. But you're smart. Too smart to fall for anything he would try to pull. And Craig knows that. I mean, why would he hire you if he had some hidden agenda? Because he knows you'd be all over him.

Tom: Well, he mentioned that's part of my job description. To keep him honest.

Adam: Hell, that's your Christmas bonus right there. [Tom chuckles] So, bottom line? Something's got to give in your current situation. My dad's death taught me a hard lesson. Life's too short to be stressing it away or wasting time doing something that's just going to be dragging you down.

Tom: Well, the 80-hour work weeks have lost their charm.

Adam: Then you have to cut back. If what Craig’s offering is a way to be around our family more, I say go for it.

Tom: I'm sold, your mom's not. And I'm not doing anything without Margo by my side.

Katie: Margo, why can't I just make those feelings go away?

Margo: Katie, how hard have you tried?

Katie: Well, I thought that having a baby would be the perfect solution, something beautiful and wonderful to focus on. Focusing on the future so I don't think about this past stuff anymore.

Margo: Having a baby ought to be about having a baby. Not trying to fix something that's wrong.

Katie: No, it's not like that. Mike and I have wanted to start a family way before Simon was in the picture. But it's not happening. So, what do I do with that unwanted energy? I focus on Simon, and protecting Carly from big, bad Simon.

Margo: Ooh, protecting Carly. How's she feel about that?

Katie: Oh, she called me on it. She accused me of only wanting to make sure that Simon was still in love with me.

Margo: Hey, any truth to that?

Katie: He's not in love with me anymore. He's in love with Carly.

Margo: That's got to be killing you.

Katie: Margo, do you think, I mean, it is possible that I'm still in love with Simon?

Margo: Love? You know when I saw love, during that ice storm, when you were frantically searching for the man that you love, wild horses could not have kept you away from Mike. And you didn't have Simon on your mind that night, did you?

Katie: No, I didn’t. But I do now. And I can't make it stop. I mean, I should have been over Simon a long time ago.

Margo: Honey, he never gave you a chance to say good-bye.

Carly: Oh, Simon, it's perfect! Or as perfect as it can possibly be with the buyers coming so soon. What is with that face? We just pulled off the impossible with time to spare.

Simon: I know, I know, I was just -- just thinking about the last time we had this place up and ready to go and that electrical tower trashed the whole place.

Carly: Well, the odds of that happening again are, like, what?

Simon: Well, if another disaster strikes and we don't sell these units, Spirro will be fitting me with a pair of concrete loafers.

Carly: The weather's fine, not a hint of a storm.

Simon: Oh, look at you, the optimist now.

Carly: Yes -- yes, well, I have to be. I've got a lot riding on this. Nothing is gonna stop us. Nothing is gonna get in our way this time, Simon.

Simon: And you know this, how?

Carly: Well, because we didn't cut any corners this time. Because we paid our contractor triple the normal rate to bring this building up to code. And I defy anyone to find one single fault with any of it.

Simon: Well, you know what building inspectors are like, that's what they do, they find fault. Even if there's no fault to find.

Carly: Where is all this doom and gloom coming from?

Simon: I don't know, I just -- I'm tired, I guess. I get a little get glass-half-empty when I'm exhausted. So, listen, why don't we just go home and get rested for the big day?

Carly: Yeah? Well, I was hoping that we could sort of run through our sales strategy a few more times. I pitch to you, you pitch to me.

Simon: Yeah, absolutely, we can do that. I just got to clear my head. You know, go home, get a shower.

Carly: I'll wait here.

Simon: No -- no, no, no. This place gets way too deserted at night. I'm not gonna leave you here alone. Let's just meet back at your place, okay?

Carly: Yeah, okay. Oh, no, wait, I almost forgot! One more thing. Her name is Mimi. She's French.

Simon: Wow.

Carly: Isn't she beautiful?

Simon: Stunning.

Carly: Yeah, it's all in the details.

Simon: All right.

[Simon sighs]

Coming up on "As the World Turns" --

Carly: You stayed for me, and I won't make you sorry that you did that.

Katie: You and our marriage mean way too much to me. I am not gonna risk losing you.

Paul: That dress is a gift, from Craig to you.

Tom: Yeah, I'll take the job -- on one condition.

Meg: Gee, a rack of women's costumes. How suspicious.

Paul: Yeah, no, I'm not talking about that, I'm just talking about the dress that you're holding.

Meg: Just browsing.

Paul: What's going on? Is the hospital putting on a musical production?

Meg: Not exactly.

Paul: So, then what, exactly?

Meg: These are the costumes Craig donated for the benefit.

Paul: What a relief. You won't be needing that then, because you're not going.

Meg: The hell I'm not.

Margo: Katie, when Simon left you -- not once, but twice -- he led you to believe that he didn't love you anymore. Because he thought that it would be easier for you to let him go. But it turned out to be much harder, didn't it?

Katie: Yeah, it was horrible.

Margo: Yeah.

Katie: And then he finally did come back to explain to me why he had to do it. I couldn't trust him anymore. And it was just a mess.

Margo: Yeah, because there was no resolve, you didn't get to finish.

Katie: So, are you saying if I gave it a little more time that maybe Simon and I would've worked things out?

Margo: No -- no, Simon didn't stay here for you. He didn't fight for you. So if these old feelings resurfaced, you don't have to give them any thought whatsoever, Honey. I mean, there's just too much at risk.

Katie: I know, I could risk losing Mike.

Margo: Yeah, I mean, look what happened last time Simon came to town. You know that isn't what you want.

Katie: No, it's not. I love Mike. I love him so much. Simon's just this stupid fantasy that I can't seem to let go of.

Margo: Yes. So, where is Mike now?

Katie: He's still doing the kitchen renovations at Yo’s.

Margo: All right then, giddyup, Girl. Get over there and you find your husband and you grab him and you kiss him and you get him to leave work early and go home with his wife, huh?

Katie: Oh, you are so good. Thank you.

Margo: So are you. I love you.

Katie: I love you so much, are you gonna be okay?

Margo: I'm gonna be fine. You get out of here.

Katie: Okay. I love you.

Margo: Hey, where have you guys been?

Tom: Well, actually, I was just getting some career advice from Adam.

Margo: Oh, what's going on?

Tom: Well, do you have a few minutes?

Margo: Sure, I got a few minutes for you, if you're gonna talk about what we're gonna have for dinner, or what movie were gonna rent. But if you're gonna tell me what I think you're gonna tell me, I think we just ought to call it a day.

Tom: So you're not going to make this easy?

Margo: Never.

Tom: Come on, Margo.

Margo: No, come on, Tom. This is Craig we're talking about. I mean, he's my brother. I love him because he's family, but if you're gonna convince me that accepting Craig’s job offer -- you know, it's not gonna happen.

Tom: Well, I didn't say a word.

Margo: You didn't have to. You're my husband. I know what you're thinking.

Adam: Mom, just hear him out.

Margo: No, you know what? I buried my best friend today. My best friend next to you. And Hal was a hero. Craig is just the opposite. He doesn't know anything about being a hero. So if you think you're gonna convince me that working for Craig is gonna fix all of our problems, well, you're crazy.

Craig: Margo, just give me a chance to prove you wrong.

[Knock at the door]

Simon: Hey.

Carly: Hello, Simon.

Simon: Wow -- Boy, do you look fabulous.

Carly: Thanks. Well, I'd like to say you that clean up nice, but you look exactly like you did a half an hour ago. What happened to that shower?

Simon: I went to the Lakeview and shut my eyes for a minute, which turned into 20 -- you know how it goes.

Carly: Well, still, not too shabby. Come in.

Simon: Wow, what is all this?

Carly: A celebration.

Simon: I think that you and I should raise a glass to our new building, opening day.

Simon: A little premature, don't you think?

Carly: No.

Simon: You sure?

Carly: Aren't you?

Simon: Mr. Glass-half-empty, remember?

Carly: Well, snap out of it. Even with all the setbacks, Simon, what fun it's been working on this project -- with you.

Simon: I had a lot of fun with you, too.

Carly: And you've done all you can to keep it from tanking. And so, Mr. Glass-half-empty, I don't think it's wrong to raise a glass half full to our imminent success. And I know you think I'm jinxing it. We haven't sold a unit yet, I know. But our goal was to finish the model, which we did. And I think that, along with all of our other accomplishments, deserves a toast. And so -- to Simon. To the man who promised me a new life and didn't let me down.

Simon: Cheers.

Carly: Cheers. And you know what the best part of today is?

Simon: Oh, please, tell me.

Carly: That you're here. That you didn't run away and hide from Spirro. You stayed for me. And I won't make you sorry that you did that.

Simon: I can't do this.

Katie: Hey.

Mike: Hey. Mrs. Mike Kasnoff, isn't it?

Katie: Yeah, we met over corn flakes this morning?

Mike: Must've been some other husband.

Katie: Oh, right. I guess I got going before you got up.

Mike: Starting to become a habit.

Katie: I'm sorry. Mike, I'm so sorry, I know I haven't been around a lot lately.

Mike: I've missed you.

Katie: I've missed you, too.

Mike: What's going on?

Katie: I've been sticking my nose into something that's none of my business.

Mike: I thought you were all through with that.

Katie: I know, I am. I really am this time. I mean it. You and our marriage mean way too much to me. I am not gonna risk losing you.

Mike: I was counting on that.

Carly: Something wrong?

Simon: I just remembered, the -- the model apartment. We have to get it ready to show tomorrow, yeah?

Carly: It is ready.

Simon: Not without the artwork.

Carly: There's artwork. There's loads of artwork. I hung it myself. I even banged my thumb doing it.

Simon: But there was this piece in the storage unit. We forgot to hang that.

Carly: Well, if you didn't remember it and I didn't remember it, then it's probably not very important, is it?

Simon: But that's the first thing that people see when they walk in the door, remember, the artwork? And first impression's what counts. That's -- you told me that.

Carly: That's right but, Simon, come on, don't worry about it. You'll have time in the morning.

Simon: You know what? I just want to do it tonight. Just in case someone turns up earlier tomorrow than we expected. Do you want to come with me?

Carly: Yeah, you want me to hold the ladder or --

Simon: No, you're the interior designer. I just don't want to mess up the whole feng shui of the place.

Carly: Yeah, okay, fine. No problem. I'd be happy to come. Boy, Simon Frasier, you are full of surprises.

Craig: How's life in California?

Adam: Good.

Craig: Good. You happy?

Adam: Pretty much.

Craig: Well, you look well. You know, you're about the same age that Bryant would be if he was still living.

Adam: I know what you did to Jennifer. You stole her child, made her life hell.

Craig: I was trying to protect my son.

Adam: Call it whatever you want.

Craig: I think you'll understand a little better when you have children of your own.

Adam: Oh, I don't think I want to be anything like you when I grow up. I just want to say, if Tom does take you up on this job offer -- you do anything, anything to mess with him or my mom, you'll answer to me.

Craig: Guys, have you made a decision?

Tom: Yeah, I'll take the job -- on one condition. You don't accept that deal, then it's off.

Paul: You know how I feel about Craig.

Meg: Yes, I do.

Paul: So, how can you even consider going to a party --

Meg: I don't even remember the last time I went to a party. And is something wrong with wanting to dance and laugh and have some fun?

Paul: We have fun.

Meg: We do have fun. But isn't it nice to get out with a crowd for a change, feel like you're a part of something? Don't you miss that?

Paul: No.

Meg: Well, I do. I want to get dressed up and drink champagne and dance 'till dawn. And it's all for a good cause.

Paul: A good cause and Craig -- it's like an oxymoron.

Meg: Another reason I have to go, Dr. Hughes issued an order that all hospital staff must attend. And since I got reinstated, I think it would be a bad idea for me to blow this off.

Paul: I don't like it.

Meg: I know you don’t. Look, you know I hate what Craig did to Jennifer. But he's not the only one that hurt your sister.

Paul: I know.

Meg: We've all done things that we wish the world would just forget. But that doesn't mean that we shouldn't be living our lives.

Paul: Yeah -- don't you think it's a little weird, though, that Craig’s behind this little benefit? I mean, I don't recall him ever being much of a humanitarian.

Meg: People change. And it doesn't take much of a saint to want to help children.

Paul: You know what I think? I think it's just a cheap shot at me. He wants to see the look on my face when you walk into a ballroom wearing a gown that he picked out for you. Meg? I'm right, aren't I? That dress is a gift from Craig to you.

Meg: What difference does it make where all these costumes came from?

Paul: Hey, look, I don't want Craig clothing you.

Meg: Clothing me?

Paul: Yeah, that's clothing, and he picked it out.

Meg: Okay, you know what? I won't be the only one wearing a costume. The rest of the nursing staff will be wearing them, too.

Paul: Yeah, I don't care about the rest of the nursing staff, Meg. I care about you.

Meg: I know you do. But you're really making too much out of this. I am not going to the gala to give Craig a win over you. I've been ordered to go by my boss.

Paul: You could get sick.

Meg: I don't want to. Look, I totally get it if you don't want to go.

Paul: Oh, no, I'm going.

Meg: Since when?

Paul: Since -- well, since right now.

Meg: Well, that's great.

Paul: I'm gonna be there. Make sure that Craig doesn't cut a chandelier down, have it fall on your head.

Meg: Well, you'll need a costume.

Paul: Why? What are you going as?

Meg: Queen Guinevere.

Paul: You picked that out yourself?

Meg: Well, I spent one whole summer reading "The now and future king." And ever since then, I've been into the whole Camelot thing.

Paul: All right. Well, if you are going to be Queen Guinevere, I'm gonna be your Lancelot.

Craig: So what is this deal breaker?

Tom: I accept the offer to handle your legal affairs, but only on a short-term basis.

Craig: How short-term?

Adam: Before you two kill each other.

Tom: Let's take some time, work together, see if this is a good fit. So, I'm willing to give it till the holidays.

Craig: And after that?

Tom: I reserve the right to bail.

Craig: All right.

Tom: With an obscenely enormous severance package.

Craig: Great, I'll get the paperwork done right away.

Tom: No need to hurry, I need to replace myself as D.A.

Craig: Well, I'm sure there's lots of ambitious young lions standing in line.

Tom: One other thing.

Craig: What, expense account? Company car? Parking space? You name it.

Tom: I don't take orders. I'm not your friend. I won't be your errand boy. And our only association will be during working hours.

Craig: You drive a hard bargain there, Tom.

Tom: And if you were in my place?

Craig: I would do exactly the same thing. We have deal?

Tom: We have a deal.

Craig: Great. I guarantee you will not want to exercise that escape clause.

Margo: What a perfect term for it.

Craig: I'm confident that once you've tried some of the finer things that life has to offer, you won't want to go back.

Margo: How much of this was your doing?

Adam: Does it matter?

Margo: Yeah it, does. Because if this deal goes south, I want to know just who to spank.

Adam: In that case, it was Casey.

Katie: Mike, you're the boss, right?

Mike: When you turn the title back over to me.

Katie: No, I mean, you make your own hours, so you can call quitting time anytime you like, right?

Mike: And why would I want to do that?

Katie: So we can just go home and get into bed.

Mike: Make a baby?

Katie: If it happens, that would be great. But I just want to be with you. So, we'll lock the doors and turn out the lights and just have a love fest.

Mike: I would love that.

Katie: Good. So, take the week off, okay?

Mike: Sorry, I'm afraid that you picked the wrong week. Your brother would have a fit.

Katie: What does Craig have to do with this?

Mike: This is the invitation to his fundraiser tomorrow night.

Katie: His fund-raiser? Okay. Oh, that's fitting. First time Craig and I see each other, it's in costume.

Mike: Well, you don't have to go.

Katie: No, I have to face him at some point. Ooh, the theme is romantic royals. What do you want to be?

Mike: I'm thinking I could go as Elvis.

Katie: Presley?

Mike: He is the king, right?

Katie: Right.

Mike: All right, all right -- Tarzan, Jane.

Katie: And how are they royal?

Mike: He's the king of the jungle! That makes you his queen.

Katie: Obviously. I should've gotten that. This is perfect, actually. I like it. Jane was shipwrecked, I was shipwrecked. Tarzan was raised by apes, you were raised by apes. They found each other in the deep, dark jungle and never let anyone come between them. Just like you and me.

Carly: I'm beginning to think of this place as my home away from home. Oh, my God. Simon, who could've done this to us?

[Simon came earlier and broke things and destroyed the apartment]

On the next "As the World Turns."

Kim: Lucy's gonna be Cleopatra.

Luke: It looks like she's planning another conquest.

Gwen: What the hell are you doing here? Following me?

Carly: Who would do this?

Simon: I -- I don't know.

Carly: You know something, Simon? I think you do.

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