As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 11/21/06
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Gwen: Mom, what are you doing here? How'd you find us?
Iris: You know, you ask around, you find people. So, you want to invite me in?
Will: Why aren't you in jail?
Iris: I served my time.
Gwen: But the sentence that the judge gave you was much longer.
Iris: I know, I know it was longer, but, go figure. Turns out I was a whiz at the laundry. So, all that good behavior paid off.
Gwen: What do you want?
Iris: I just wanted to see you, Baby. Wow, you two sure moved up in the world didn't ya? Home never felt so good.
Simon: All right, what's not to enjoy? You modeling anything low cut, and I'm a happy man.
Carly: Well, you've been a very patient man.
Simon: Remember that little red number you got in here? Where is it -- where is it? It's gonna look great with your necklace.
Carly: Simon, can we please not talk about the necklace, okay?
Simon: I'm teasing you. Will you stop worrying?
Carly: Stop worrying about the fact that I'm wearing a stolen diamond?
Simon: There's a lingerie store back there. Can we go there please? I want to buy the whole thing for you.
Carly: I don't believe it.
[Katie reading to herself]
Katie: The people of Oakdale think I'm horrible? Let's see how they like having their past misdeeds publicized to the world. Katie Peretti Kasnoff is fighting back. And this time I want the whole world to know whose responsible for Oakdaleís darkest secrets going public.
Lucinda: Katie, I think maybe you could punch up the climax of the fight scene. Katie? Are you done?
Lucinda: Oh, I thought we'd never make it!
Katie: Yeah, it was harder than I thought.
Lucinda: Well you've earned your advance darling. This epilogue is really fresh and riveting. And that's all?
Katie: Yep, every last word.
Lucinda: Darling, are you sure you want to go in this direction?
Katie: I'm absolutely sure. It's the only way I know how to tell a story.
Emily: Yo, put the Montgomery story on page one.
Barbara: May I suggest a headline?
Emily: Barbara, I'm on the phone.
Barbara: Just make sure run a big fat close-up of him being frog-marched out of the courthouse, okay?
Emily: I gotta call you back, Jimmy.
Barbara: You know what, you might want to run an extra edition. It's big news when Craig Montgomeryís reign of terror is finally over.
Emily: Sorry, Barbara, tomorrow's headline gonna reads, "Local Publisher Cleared of Kidnapping Charge."
Barbara: Excuse me?
Emily: The case was dismissed. Craig won.
Meg: I'll do it. Why aren't you in jail?
Craig: Justice isn't as blind as I thought.
Meg: What happened?
Craig: Lucy changed her testimony. Came to her senses -- case was dismissed, with prejudice.
Craig: Meaning Dusty's witch hunt is over, and I'm one step closer to getting my son back.
Lucy: Dusty, what are you doing?
[Dusty is loading his handgun]
Barbara: I don't understand. Lucy was supposed to testify against him.
Emily: Well, at the last minute she decided she wasn't sure of the facts.
Barbara: I knew we couldn't trust her. But you don't care, do you? You got a headline out of this.
Emily: I'm not happy about this.
Barbara: Really? The fact that Craig's around to sign your paycheck, that's a win for you too, Emily.
Emily: After Dusty's accident, I told the truth about Craig. I thought it was a setup. So did Paul. So did Dusty.
Barbara: You're such a doer of good deeds.
Emily: He used me too, Barbara. He led me to believe that he was going to poison Lucy.
Barbara: I should be so lucky.
Emily: You know what, go away. I've got a paper to run.
Barbara: Craig's paper.
Emily: Well, some of us need to work for a living.
Barbara: And you don't want to lose a shot at the Pulitzer, do you?
Emily: All of your petty insults don't change the truth.
Barbara: Have you become familiar with the truth, Emily?
Emily: We're on the same team this time, Barbara. Scary, isn't it?
Barbara: I trust you less than little Lucy.
Emily: Oh gee, I'm hurt.
Barbara: Okay. All right. You give it your best shot, okay? You use the paper, you turn public opinion against him.
Emily: Barbara, if public opinion counted, Craig would have been stoned in front of City Hall by now.
Barbara: Then use your imagination. We all know how good you are at that. After all, you put a bullet through my son. I'm sure you can find something quite as effective here.
Emily: You really want to punish Craig? Why don't you just marry him again?
Barbara: No, thank you. I'll find something else other than turning myself into human sacrifice. One thing I have learned from this hearing, is that you can't send a girl to do a woman's job. Craig will be stopped. You'll have your next headline.
Emily: Yeah. Good luck with that, Barbara.
Meg: Lucy didn't change her mind. You changed it for her.
Craig: She knows I would never hurt her.
Meg: You rigged Dusty's brakes and scared the poor thing to death.
Craig: Sounds like the gospel according to Paul Ryan. It's a little harsh coming from my only alibi.
Meg: I told the truth about one thing, Craig. That doesn't make you innocent.
Craig: Are you angry at me?
Meg: I think I made that pretty clear at the hospital. Just because you were with me when Dusty's brakes went out, doesn't mean you didn't hire somebody to do it. And if you're guilty of attempted murder, none of us are safe, including me.
Craig: Oh, you're safe. I kept my lips to myself.
Meg: Yeah, well too late. At this point, I don't have a conversation with my fiancť that doesn't begin and end with your name.
Craig: Look at the bright side. At least you're still talking to each other.
Meg: Barely. And try not to look so happy about it.
Craig: Oh, you're wrong. Seeing you sad is the last thing I want.
Lucy: Dusty, answer me. Why do you have a gun?
Dusty: Don't ask if you don't want the truth.
Lucy: Okay, obviously, you're upset about the hearing and I am really sorry about what happened --
Dusty: You did what you had to do.
Lucy: I did it to protect you.
Dusty: I don't need your protection! You can't appease your father. You know that, right?
Lucy: A gun isn't the answer.
Dusty: I tried the law. The law says he can kidnap you, play God with my son, hurt my wife.
Lucy: Look, this isn't the way to keep Johnny.
Dusty: You know a better way? We had one, but you blew it. I promised my wife that I'd protect our son.
Lucy: Okay, but not with a gun. You are too good a father -- you know how dangerous it is to have a loaded gun in the house.
Dusty: Today, you had a chance to stand up for me and Johnny.
Lucy: And I let you down.
Dusty: You didn't let me down, you let yourself down. You let my son down. More important -- your father's still out there a free man on the street and don't tell me it's for our own good.
Lucy: Look, maybe -- maybe I can talk to my father.
Lucy: Maybe if you just let him see Johnny --
Lucy: Okay, the court already gave him visitation. If you fight him on that, he's only going to come after you harder on the custody issue.
Dusty: The next time he takes my son on a visit, may be the last time I see my son. You understand? Forget you saw this. This is between me and your father. The less you know, the better.
Simon: Okay, when in hell did she find the time to write new material for this book?
Carly: I have no idea.
Simon: I wonder if we should be worried?
Carly: About what? About Katie? No. She roasted me last time and I'm still standing. Look on the bright side. At least it's keeping her out of trouble, right?
Simon: Yeah, don't be so sure about that.
Carly: Come on. She just lost Mike. She lost you. If she's getting a little publicity from this silly book, then good for her.
Simon: Look at you, you're in a generous mood.
Carly: I can afford to be generous.
Simon: You can afford to be a lot more than generous. I'll tell you what, you sure you don't want to go hide out in I don't know, say Bora-Bora, until this whole thing is off the bestseller list?
Carly: How bad could it get, huh?
Simon: I really don't want to think about that. I'll tell you what would take my mind off it though. That lingerie store, and you trying everything on.
Carly: Right, lingerie.
Carly: You got it, you got it.
Lucinda: Are you all right?
Katie: Yeah, I'm just getting rid of some stress.
Lucinda: Well, this is riveting.
Katie: Worth the wait?
Lucinda: Terrific. I mean it could use a little tweaking maybe here and there, but my heavens the copies are going to be just flying off the shelves of the book stores. And before the holiday season too. Dear, I would just like some word or some sign or guarantee from you that you're at peace with what's on these pages because they cut close to home.
Katie: Write what you know, right?
Lucinda: And you're not worried about repercussions?
Katie: People in the book didn't worry about me or my feelings, so I'm not going to change the names to protect the guilty at this late date. I'm over it.
Lucinda: Okay. All right. Well, I know you don't want to talk about it, but I'm sorry about you and Mike.
Katie: Lose a husband, gain a bestseller.
Lucinda: If only it were that easy. Okay, will you e-mail the pages to your editor? I'm going to hang on to this if I may. And I'll get in touch with the book stores and talk. Get ready for the book signing, okay?
Katie: I'll keep my autograph hand in shape.
Lucinda: You're going to need it, Darling. I'll call you. I'll call you.
Katie: Thanks, Lucinda.
Henry: Knock, knock.
Lucinda: Oh, come on in. Hello, Henry.
Lucinda: Goodbye, Henry.
Henry: People come and go so quickly here. What's new at the zoo?
Katie: Well, I just finished the new pages for the re-release of "Oakdale Confidential." Or, as I like to call it, "Sweet Revenge."
Gwen: Here. You can make it to go.
Will: Yeah, keep the mug.
Iris: I hope you're joking.
Iris: Honey, can't we just talk for a little bit? You know, I mean I wasn't expecting a parade or anything.
Gwen: Well what were you expecting, Mom?
Iris: "Welcome home, Mommy?"
Gwen: You're amazing.
Iris: Honey, look all right, I know that I made mistakes. I know that I did it. But I kept a roof over your head.
Will: Iris, what do you want?
Iris: What, I have to want something?
Gwen: Yeah, you do, I mean, every single time.
Iris: I just wanted to see how you're doing.
Will: We're doing just fine.
Iris: Well, I read about the baby in the papers.
Gwen: I don't want to talk about it.
Iris: Oh, Honey I'm so sorry. Life can be a stinker the way it shakes out like that sometimes.
Gwen: It didn't -- I'm sorry. I didn't "Shake out." My baby died.
Iris: Yeah. And then those clowns, I mean, they just took little Billy away.
Gwen: His name is Johnny now.
Iris: Yeah, little Johnny. Well, they were wrong okay? You were good. He should be with you. You were a good mom.
Gwen: Mom, Mom! You need to shut up.
Iris: To be in jail when all this was going through, you just don't know -- it's just hell for a mother.
Gwen: Where do -- where do you come up with this stuff?
Iris: It's true, Honey.
Gwen: The only truth that you've ever known came out of a bottle.
Iris: Well, not anymore. Hand to God -- not anymore. So, you two still together? That's great. That's great.
Gwen: You can finish your coffee and leave.
Iris: Oh well, I just wanted I to come by and say hi, but did you see that they put the old house up for rent?
Gwen: No, no I don't -- didn't know that. I don't care.
Will: If you need money, that's fine.
Gwen: She doesn't need any money, Will.
Iris: No, I don't need any money really. I just wanted to see your pretty face, that's all. I had a lot of time to think this past year.
Gwen: First experience of that. Did you enjoy it?
Iris: A tongue like a knife. Oh, you belong to me, all right.
Gwen: Did I have a choice?
Iris: So, how'd you guys swing this place, here? It's fabulous.
Gwen: That's none of your business.
Will: Iris, why don't you just tell us why you're here.
Iris: I'm here because every girl, Will, no matter how big she gets to be, she always needs her mother. And as the saying goes, you only get one. And like it or not, my sweet, you're stuck with me.
Simon: How you doing?
Mike: You know, I've got nothing to say to you.
Simon: Just wait. What I got to say may help.
Mike: I doubt it.
Simon: It is really quite obvious that you and Katie are miserable apart.
Mike: You know what, Katie made her choice and it's none of your business.
Simon: No, no the thing is there was no choice to ever make, Mike. She always wanted you.
Mike: I don't care anymore.
Simon: Yeah. Yeah, I could tell that by the way you were just looking at her picture.
Henry: It's a new recipe. Pomegranate. It's full of rich antioxidants. Mmm.
Henry: It's a nice view.
Katie: Yeah, it used to be. Mike built that deck for us to enjoy with our kids one day.
Henry: Well, here's to good lumber, and common sense, and good, old-fashioned forgiveness.
Katie: Here's to new beginnings. Did you finish reading?
Henry: Yeah, right before I mixed these babies.
Katie: Oh, that's strong!
Henry: Well, your book inspired me. It did.
Katie: What did you think?
Henry: I think it's going to kick things up a notch around here.
Katie: Did you like it?
Henry: I had a better question. Do you plan on staying in town?
Katie: Oakdale's home. Why should I hang my head in shame?
Henry: Or hide out for fear of retribution.
Katie: Everybody else has gone on with their lives, Henry. They all get to be happy. Why can't I?
Henry: Pardon me for pointing out the obvious, but you don't look too happy. And Mike? And Jack? They're not exactly jolly either.
Katie: Yeah well, this is about Simon. I'm so sick of that man getting away with every little thing he does. He and Carly are going on like nothing ever happened. So, hopefully, once this new edition hits the stores, it will be a nice little wake-up call. And they'll be miserable, too.
Henry: What's the point of having a bestseller and getting revenge, if it makes you as miserable as they are?
Craig: I feel bad that you and Paul are having problems because of me.
Meg: You kiss another man's fiancť, and tell him about it before she does, it causes problems, Craig.
Craig: Well, I want to make it up to you.
Meg: Donít. I meant it at the hospital. Stay away from me from now on.
Craig: Just one little piece of advice?
Craig: It's free.
Meg: Still not worth the price.
Craig: As your friend. And I am your friend, even though you don't see it right now. If you love Paul, don't let anything that happened between us get in the way.
Meg: Nothing happened between us.
Craig: But Paul perceives --
Meg: In your mind. And maybe in his. But interestingly enough, Paul and I don't have a problem when you're not around.
Craig: I hate to bring a breeze in the history, but wasn't Emily a problem?
Meg: Get lost, Craig.
Craig: And you're still wearing Paul's ring, so I assume that you haven't had a permanent parting of the ways.
Meg: What's your point?
Craig: The point is, do you want a man who will go to any length to protect the ones he loves?
Meg: Of course I do. But there are limits.
Craig: Not with me. And not with Paul either. And once you understand that, your choice of where to go from here should be very clear.
Lucy: We can fight the custody suit. But not with guns. Maybe there's a compromise.
Dusty: I don't compromise with my son. You left me with no options.
Lucy: Wait. You're angry, Dusty. I understand.
Dusty: You don't understand. Your father sat there in the courtroom with a smile on his face. Like he had a right to abuse you. You let him know that it was okay, but that's not okay with my son.
Lucy: Look, I didn't know what else to do. After your accident --
Dusty: Don't blame the accident. When it comes to your father, you always looked the other way.
Lucy: It's not like that.
Dusty: It is. You still need Daddy's love and approval. Look, letting him go, that doesn't make us safe. He's going to come after my kid. The law's going to let him. But I wonít. I'll do what I have to.
Lucy: Dusty, Johnny already lost his mother. He could lose you too if you get reckless. Is that what you want? Even if you never pull that trigger, having a gun in this house tells the world you're not the kind of father that you say you are. A good father. A responsible father who knows right from wrong. You promised Jennifer that you would teach Johnny what that meant. Can you ever do that with a gun?
[Knock on the door]
Process server: Mr. Donovan?
Dusty: Just a sec.
Process server: Are you Dusty Donovan?
Dusty: Yeah, that's me.
Process server: This is for you.
Lucy: What is it?
Dusty: Read for yourself.
Coming up on "As the World Turns."
Gwen: Mom, wait, don't leave.
Henry: If this thing goes to print, I'm guessing that any shot that you had at getting Mike back, is gone.
Simon: You and Katie need to find a way back to together.
Mike: Go to hell!
Dusty: I'm done with judges and lawyers. For now on, I'll handle Craig my own way.
Lucy: A preliminary hearing is set to determine the sole and binding custody of said minor, John Dustin Donovan.
Dusty: You see that? No provocation required.
Lucy: I'm sorry. But you can fight him. You adopted Johnny. That's what Jennifer wanted.
Dusty: Jennifer's gone. I'm just the guy she married.
Lucy: That's not true.
Dusty: Tell it to a judge. Today's hearing made your father as good on paper as anyone else.
Lucy: Not as good as you. Not for Johnny.
Dusty: I'm done with judges and lawyers. From now on, I handle Craig my own way.
Gwen: Hey, how much?
Iris: Honey, I told you. I don't need a handout anymore. I've changed, Gwennie.
Gwen: Yeah, into what?
Iris: Well, I'm sober now. I went to that 12-step thingie, and I got a counselor. You know, the funny thing is, when you need help out here, you fill out 1,000 papers and you don't get any help anywhere. When you're in the joint, and you need to talk to someone, you just go in this room and there's someone there to listen to your troubles.
Will: Well, that's not Gwen's job.
Iris: I'm here today because Brenda, she's my counselor, she told me that I need to say I'm sorry to everyone that I hurt when I was drinking.
Gwen: Well, you're sorry. Got it. Thanks for stopping by.
Iris: No, Gwennie. I'm really sorry. And not for just what I did to you, but with the trouble that I caused for Will.
Will: I don't need an apology.
Gwen: No. No, you donít. But she does. I mean, that's how Iris ticks. It's all about what she needs.
Iris: No, Sweetie, I'm off the stuff. I promise you. I'm never going back on. You don't believe me?
Gwen: I stopped believing you when I was seven years old.
Iris: Um, you know what? I could use a little bit more of this, if you don't mind? I kinda got hooked on the stuff when I went off the booze.
Gwen: I can give you a couple of bucks so you can stay at the Wagon Wheel, but that's it.
Iris: Honey, no, I stashed a little bit of money. That's not what I need. I'm here because I wanted to give your something. Look.
Gwen: What the hell is that?
Iris: I saved it. Look, it says Mommy's little angel. I bought it the day the stick turned pink.
Gwen: Wait a minute. So, you threw away every single card, every picture, every valentine heart that I ever made. All I ever heard was, I don't want this stuff cluttering up the place or what's that supposed to be?
Iris: No, Honey. That was the booze talking. It wasn't me.
Gwen: Oh --
Iris: Look, look Sweetie, look at this. This meant that I wanted to do right by you. I just -- I didn't know what to do, okay? I was young. I didn't have anybody help me out. I felt like overnight, you made me old. I hated you for it.
Will: Okay, I think you should go.
Gwen: No, let's let her finish.
Iris: I just -- I missed hanging out at the bars and I missed all of my friends. And there wasn't going to be a guy who wanted to be with me while I had some kid hanging around my neck. You know, maybe -- maybe if I would have met a guy like Will, my whole life could have been different or something.
Gwen: Yeah, but it wasnít.
Iris: Look what you've done, Gwennie. Look what you turned out to be. I am so proud of you. I know I don't have the right to be, but you look at you. Look at you, in spite of me. God, I'm so proud of you. Nothing, nothing you did was your fault. Nothing. Honey, you were just born. The rest was me. Thanks for the coffee, Will.
Gwen: Mom, wait --
Gwen: Don't leave.
Simon: Listen, Mike, I have admittedly done a lot of wrong things and the worst are with Katie, okay? And I'm sorry for that. It was just hard to see her and let her go, you know?
Mike: Well, you got a clear shot at her now. She's free.
Simon: Well, the point is nothing's the same anymore, anyway. Okay, and it never will be. Look, I'm with Carly now. You and Katie need to find a way back together.
Mike: Go to hell.
Simon: Okay, fine, I'll go to hell. It's probably where I belong anyway. But you need to know that Katie, she does still love you.
Mike: Okay, I don't buy that. And I don't understand any of you. If I tell someone I love them, then I've made a commitment to them. For better or for worse, okay? I don't hurt people because I can. And I don't have sex just to decide which woman I want to be with.
Simon: That's not the way it was meant to be.
Mike: Well, it looks like it was.
Carly: Mike, I understand that you're hurt but --
Mike: How can you even give this guy another chance? You know how it's going to end up.
Lucinda: Hey, hi, Darling. Oh, sorry. Did I interrupt something?
Simon: No, no, it's nothing.
Lucinda: Nothing. Nothing. I happen to know, unfortunately, there's a lot more to that nothing than any of you want to admit. Well, Darling, I hope it doesn't turn around and bite you on the backside.
Henry: This is quite a hit list.
Katie: They're called characters, Henry.
Henry: Really? Because the character of Jack Snyder seems an awful lot like the real Jack Snyder. He's got three kids, a racy little wife. That woman sees more action than a thoroughbred.
Katie: God, that's a good line. I should have used that.
Henry: And what about Mike? Do you want to kick the guy when he's down?
Katie: Well, I love Mike. This isn't about Mike. He's not in my life anymore. He left me all alone, Henry.
Henry: That's a subject I'm somewhat familiar with. I know you want to step back and take some swings, right?
Katie: You felt that way about me?
Henry: Figuratively speaking, yeah. And then I realized that if hurt you, I would just be hurting myself more. And I couldn't have that. I know if my Bubbles ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
Katie: Well, Bubbles ain't happy.
Henry: Without Mike.
Katie: I miss him so much, Henry.
Henry: Then why, if you love him, why hurt him with this book? Please, tell me why? He has his pride, Katie. And the only thing he loves, almost as much as you, is his privacy. I'm telling you, if this thing goes to print, I'm guessing that any shot that you had at getting Mike is gone.
Chaz: I'm just saying this baby is gifted.
Barbara: Of course he's gifted. He's my grandson.
Chaz: Of course.
Dusty: How's my boy?
Barbara: There he is.
Dusty: How's my boy? Dad needs a special hug today.
Barbara: Yes, you do. I heard about what happened in the court. I don't want to say I told you so, but I knew that Lucy couldn't be trusted.
Dusty: Don't start, all right?
Barbara: Why didn't you think she would turn against her father?
Dusty: She told she did it for me.
Barbara: Oh, that's ridiculous. What's that?
Dusty: Take a look.
Barbara: Can he get away with this?
Chaz: What's going on, boss?
Dusty: Nothing we can't handle. If you two pitch in, everything's going to be okay.
Emily: Whoa, whoa! Lucy, slow down. Are you okay?
Lucy: Not now, Emily.
Emily: I'm sorry. I heard about the hearing. How's Dusty?
Lucy: Angry. I have never seem him like this. He has a gun, Emily. And from what I saw, he's planning to use it.
Iris: Baby, what is it?
Gwen: You're really sorry?
Iris: From the bottom of my heart. I'm so sorry.
Gwen: So, you read about Billy in the papers?
Iris: Yeah, whatever they wrote in those rag magazine, "The Intruder --" Honey, you were a hell of a mother. You were. And it just killed me to know that you were grieving for that little boy.
Gwen: Where is this coming from?
Gwen: I spent my whole life screaming inside. I mean, begging for some ounce of proof that you loved me. I mean, even just a little bit.
Iris: No, Honey, I do. I love you.
Gwen: I mean, you say I made you feel old, right? I mean, how do you think you made me feel? I was putting you in bed by the time I was in grade school. I was cleaning up after your mess and keeping my mouth shut to anybody who would ask me what was actually going on.
Iris: Please, it was a long time ago. Let's not go back there, come on.
Gwen: No, we have to go back there. You have to hear this. I was so desperate for any kind of attention besides a smack across the face, and you know what? I went looking for it. And I found it one night, drunk, at some stupid party. And I believed the first guy who gave me five minutes of my time, who told me I was pretty. And I was smart, and it didn't matter that he was too drunk not to mean it. He would have had sex with anybody there, and I didn't care. No, I have to say this finally. I was so desperate to know I was worth something. And you know what? And he didn't call me again, when he didn't want anything to do with me? I didn't even get mad. Because I already knew that I wasn't worth anybody's time.
Iris: Oh, God, Gwennie. I am so sorry. But you know, at least I taught you how to take a hit, right?
Gwen: Thank you, Mom. Thank you so much. I don't care where you go or what you do with your life, please leave me alone.
Iris: I just wanted to see how you are. That's all.
Gwen: Well, you know that you have, don't make a habit of it.
Will: You know, Gwen is the most amazing person. I don't know how you missed that? She's so smart. She's acing all of her classes in college.
Iris: You don't think I know she's smart? I didn't even have to help her with her homework. Not, that I could help her with her homework --
Will: She's not just smart. She's got a great voice, too. She's a great singer. And she's going to be a big star, Iris.
Barbara: I'm going to call my old law firm in Chicago. They have one of the best custody teams in the country.
Dusty: They're going to tell me I've got no case.
Barbara: You have a case. Jennifer wanted you to raise her son.
Dusty: Jennifer's gone.
Barbara: Jennifer was his mother. Doesn't what the mother wants matter in court?
Dusty: I don't know what matters to the court anymore. I need you to do something for me.
Barbara: Of course.
Dusty: I need you to promise if something happens to me, you'll take care of Johnny.
Barbara: Nothing's going to happen to you.
Dusty: Just promise me.
Barbara: Of course, I do. Look, we can win this in court. You have to believe that.
Dusty: I'm not waiting for court. I'm dealing with Montgomery tonight.
Emily: Are you sure the papers said that Craig was going to go for full custody?
Emily: Okay, don't panic. Just because Dusty has a gun, doesn't mean he's actually going to use it.
Lucy: Okay, you didn't see his face when I left.
Emily: Well, go back. Go back and try to talk to him again.
Lucy: He won't listen to me.
Emily: Okay, Honey. Nothing's going to happen in the next five minutes, so we'll -- it's okay. We'll think of something.
Lucy: Okay, well, what?
Emily: Trying calling him again. Call him again, see if he picks up and see if he's cooled off.
Lucy: I tried. I tried. He won't answer his phone. He knows that it's me calling. He knows how I feel.
Emily: All right, well, you keep trying and I will try to figure out something from this end, okay?
Emily: Ah, don't -- don't thank me yet.
Lucy: All right.
Meg: I tell you to keep your distance and you turn into a walking advice column on love and romance.
Craig: That is the nicest thing I've been called in a very long time.
Meg: Okay, what are you saying exactly, Craig, and why should I even listen to you?
Craig: Because you don't trust me.
Meg: Now, that makes perfect sense so far.
Craig: And because you don't trust me, you'll think about what I'm saying and won't forget about it the minute I say it. Marry the guy, Meg.
Craig: Paul. You love him.
Craig: And you're having problems?
Meg: One problem.
Craig: One is enough. You get in the habit of fighting about the same problem over and over again. You get stuck in a pattern where the problem takes on a life of its own. Eventually, it defines your whole relationship. Unless you stop the cycle, change the subject.
Meg: By getting married?
Craig: Prove once and for all that I am not the obstacle to your happiness. Set the date, get married, and watch me drop so low on your list of priorities that you and Paul won't even notice that I'm alive.
Meg: That would be a miracle.
Craig: It's good advice, Meg, even if it is coming from me. [Cell phone rings] Think about it. I have to take this, sorry.
Craig: Didn't think I'd hear from you today.
Emily: Get to the Lakeview now.
Craig: I'm right in the middle of something.
Emily: Yeah? Well, you're going to be in the middle of your own funeral if you don't get over here fast.
Gwen: Will, it's okay. We don't have to prove anything to her.
Iris: So my little girl is going to be a big star? Wow.
Will: Yeah, my brother's a producer. He heard her sing and he thought she's amazing, so he's going to cut a professional demo for her.
Gwen: It might not happen.
Will: Oh, it will.
Iris: Well, you got a fan here. You got two fans, huh? Maybe next time I see you, you're going to be on TV or you're going to be on something.
Gwen: Bye, Mom.
Iris: Yeah, bye.
Iris: So, what do you know? My little baby's going to hit the big time.
Mike: You know, this good friend angle only goes so far.
Carly: You are a good friend. You're one of the best I've ever had.
Mike: I can't listen to this.
Carly: So being miserable? It's a much better choice, right?
Mike: No, moving on is a better choice.
Carly: Mike, you can't even move past a bookstore window. How are you going to move on past Katie, huh?
Mike: It's not your problem. Why don't you just go be with your boyfriend?
Carly: You really hate seeing us together that much, huh?
Mike: I just can't stand seeing you waste your time on that guy, okay? He wrecks people's lives. Think about that before you get in too deep.
Katie: Oh, Lucinda, thank God I found you. I need the pages back.
Lucinda: Oh, Darling, it's too late. They're out of our hands.
Katie: No, get them back!
Lucinda: I canít. We have a contract.
Katie: I know. I will write you something else. I'll give the money back, whatever you want.
Lucinda: Katie, Darling, you met the deadline, you're going to be in print again to great acclaim, I'm sure.
Katie: No, I just -- I need to make a few changes.
Lucinda: This is just pre-publication jitters.
Katie: Lucinda, stop the book, please!
Lucinda: I canít. The new edition is being born. There's nothing we can do about it. Sorry.
Emily: Ooh! Don't do that!
Craig: Why so jumpy?
Emily: No, you're the one who should be the jumpy.
Craig: Nerves of steel, Em.
Emily: You better hope you're more like the man of steel and bullets jump off that chest.
Craig: What are you talking about?
Emily: I'm talking about Dusty. He's got a gun.
Emily: Excellent? Guess who he's targeting.
Craig: Me, I hope.
On the next "As the World Turns" --
Gwen: I told you that I don't want you in my life, and I meant it.
Meg: Holden wasn't in Springfield last night. He was right here, in Oakdale.
Carly: I don't believe this. Okay.
Dusty: I made you a promise, Red, to keep Montgomery away from our son, and as God as my witness, I won't let you down.
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