[an error occurred while processing this directive]
As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 10/31/07
[an error occurred while processing this directive]
Proofread By Emma
Lily: Bye girls! You stay where your father can see you! Bye! Wait, wait, wait. Let me help you. Let me help you. Easy, easy. There you go.
Lily: Can I get you something? A soda? I think there's pumpkin pie.
Luke: No, forget it. I don't want anything.
Lily: Luke, please.
Luke: No, Mom -- I mean it. I don't need you babysitting me, okay? I can take care of myself.
Rosanna: Hello. What are you two doing in here? The reception's out back.
Jack: Yeah, we thought we'd give Barbara some time alone with Will and Gwen.
Rosanna: Oh yes. Right. How is Gwen doing?
Carly: Well, she's putting on a brave face, but she's devastated, really. She wanted a baby so badly.
Rosanna: Yes, well -- I hope she's not pushing herself by coming here. You, too.
Carly: No, no. Like I said, I'm feeling great. I really am. And I want to focus on you. You're getting married! We should be celebrating --
Jack: I agree.
Rosanna: I'm so glad that you're here.
Carly: I would not miss it for anything.
Jack: Is Paul back yet?
Rosanna: No, not yet. But I'm sure he'll be soon. [Cell phone rings] Oh, speak of the devil. Will you excuse me for a minute? Thank you. What do you want?
Craig: Hello to you, too. So -- are you married yet?
Paul: You're going to stop me from marrying Rosanna? How're you going to do that?
Meg: I told you, Paul. I'm going to tell Rosanna the truth, that we love each other.
Paul: You got yourself knocked up with Craig's baby. So with you and me, all bets are off.
Meg: Paul, this could be your child. And if it is -- can't you see what this means for us?
Katie: Libby, you're sure about this? Dr. Evers is gone?
Libby: Well, they're calling it an indefinite leave of absence. But you know, misdiagnosing a patient is a pretty big no-no. He was probably worried about a lawsuit.
Katie: I can't believe this --
Brad: There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. Candy apple?
Katie: Brad, did you know about Dr. Evers' misdiagnosis?
Lily: I am not babysitting you.
Luke: Then why didn't you go trick-or-treating with Faith and Natalie?
Lily: Because your father wanted to take them this year --
Luke: Yeah, but you love all that stuff. The pictures, the costumes --
Lily: Yes, I do. And I went to the girlsí school today. I video taped their parade, and I want to be here with you tonight.
Luke: And that has nothing to do with how tense things were before Dad left? Look, Mom, I know what's happening. We all do.
Lily: Luke, what's going on with me and your father -- I don't want you to worry about that right now. You need to focus on getting better.
Luke: You can say it, okay? You guys have already separated. Your marriage is over.
Rosanna: Well, I am about to put on my dress. And the guests are here and the minister -- does that satisfy your curiosity?
Craig: You haven't mentioned your intended. Paul is there, isn't he?
Rosanna: What kind of a question is that?
Craig: Well, I think it's a perfectly reasonable question, if you ask me.
Rosanna: Well, I didnít. And I don't appreciate you calling me like this.
Craig: Is Paul there or not?
Rosanna: Why do you even care?
Craig: Because my wife is missing. That's right, Sweetheart. You have any idea where she might be?
Paul: You know what this baby means for us? It means nothing.
Meg: Don't say that --
Paul: It's the truth. That's Craig's kid.
Meg: Will you stop saying that like its some foregone conclusion. You know as well as I do that there's a perfectly good chance this is your --
Paul: There is no chance! You set out to have the baby with Craig, and that's exactly what you've got!
Meg: And what if you're wrong, Paul? What then? Could you really live with yourself knowing that Craig Montgomery is raising your child?
Jack: For you, Miss.
Carly: Ah, thank you.
Jack: You're welcome.
Carly: Oh, that's quite a fancy glass you've got there.
Jack: Yes. Well, two bartenders, an open bar, and neither one of them has anything on tap or in a bottle.
Carly: Why don't we make a toast, okay? This is a wedding after all.
Jack: I am being enough of a sport, aren't I? I'm in a suit, I'm going to do a reading. I'm accepting no beer --
Carly: Just raise your glass. To us -- and making the most of a damn fine evening.
Rosanna: Meg is not missing. Perhaps you just misplaced her with your other possessions, like your keys or your watch.
Craig: Amused, are you?
Rosanna: More than any woman should be on her wedding day.
Craig: Well, if you know where Meg is, or who she might be with, what is it they say? Speak now or forever hold your peace?
Rosanna: Craig, I'm getting married in an hour. If you don't know where your wife is, that is your problem, not mine.
Craig: You sure about that? When the minister gets to that part about, is there anyone here who objects to this blessed union, are you going to be gazing blindly at Paul? Or are you going to have like one eye on the door? Did I just hear something? Is that her? Will Paul leave me in front of everyone?
Paul: You expect me to care, but I don't care. I don't care who raises Craig's child.
Meg: I don't understand you. You hate Craig. You know everything he's capable of, all the things he's done -- I mean, look. There's proof. That's Bryant's grave! Look at that.
Paul: Oh, I know. I was here when they buried him.
Meg: So how can you stand there and tell me that you don't care? And Jennifer -- Jennifer's buried here, too.
Paul: Don't you bring Jennifer into this.
Meg: Why not? Why not? Isn't she the reason why we risked everything? We kept the truth about Johnny from everyone for months. To protect both of them from Craig. And now you're just going to hand over another life for him to destroy?
Paul: No, you handed Craig another life to destroy when you crawled in his bed!
Meg: I crawled into bed with you, too.
Paul: Yeah, you say that. You know, you say that, Meg, like it's something you're proud of.
Meg: I'm not proud of it. I'm not proud to be in this situation. But I am. We both are.
Paul: No, we're not in anything together.
Meg: I spoke to the doctor -- we were able to figure out when this child was conceived. It was the week you and I made love in the cabin. So, could you still stand there and tell me this couldn't be our child?
Lily: You're right. Your father and I are separated.
Luke: Are you getting a divorce?
Lily: I don't know. We haven't taken it that far.
Luke: Yet. When are you going to tell Faith and Natalie?
Lily: We wanted to wait until after Halloween.
Lily: Look, Luke -- just look at me, please.
Luke: What? Is this the part that you tell me that it's not my fault?
Lily: If I did, would you accept it?
Luke: What does it matter? It's already happened, right?
Lily: It matters to me. I don't want you to think what's going on between me and your father has anything to do with you.
Luke: Oh come on, Mom. You can't tell me that everything that happened at the hospital, the fighting and the silences -- they didn't get worse since I got hurt.
Lily: I can tell you what did happen at the hospital. Your father and I were reminded, yet again, how much we love you. And how much we want you to get better.
Luke: But how did it go from that to this?
Lily: It's just the way things worked out --
Luke: That's all I get? It's the way things worked out.
Lily: Your father and I are your parents. And we are your partners in this recovery, and we will be there for you. Always.
Katie: Libby, do you know the name of the patient that Dr. Evers misdiagnosed? Think about this very carefully.
Libby: I'm sorry, Katie. I really don't remember.
Katie: All right, thanks. All right, someone's got to know -- I just have to figure out the perfect person to ask.
Brad: Whoa, wait. Slow down there, Sherlock. Can't just go around asking for patient's names. It's unethical or something.
Katie: I used to work here, I know who I can trust.
Brad: Are you listening to yourself right now? What you're actually accusing Carly of doing?
Katie: Yeah, I know. I know it sounds awf -- I mean, it is awful. I know that. But this is Carly we're talking about. And if she thought she could get something out of blowing this whole thing out of proportion --
Brad: Something or someone?
Katie: All right, we both know I'm talking about Jack. And if she's lying to him about this --
Brad: I'm dying, is a pretty big lie -- even for Carly.
Katie: I know that. And I wouldn't have even thought about the possibility if I didn't see what I saw today. But you tell me. If Carly's so deathly ill, why was she dancing around like she didn't have a care in the world? Thank you. I'm gonna go find Bob.
Brad: Katie -- do you really want to do this?
Lily: Come on. Let's go.
Noah: Hi. Hope it's okay if I come by.
Lily: Oh, of course, Noah. Good to see you.
Noah: Hey. How you doing?
Luke: Great. I'm going to have the strongest upper body in Oakdale.
Noah: That's not exactly a bad thing.
Lily: I'm going to check on Ethan, make sure he's not wearing out your Grandmother Emma. Excuse me.
Noah: So what's tonight's exercise?
Noah: May I sit?
Luke: Why not? I am. I would offer you a drink, but I get stuck at the counter every time I try to open the fridge door.
Noah: Hey. If I was thirsty, I'd be at Al's. Okay? I came here to see you.
Brad: Hey, what if you're wrong about this? Have you thought about that? Accusing a dying woman of lying.
Katie: Well, A -- she is a liar. Or she has been. And B -- she may not be dying.
Brad: Are you going to tell the kids that?
Katie: No, I would never say this in front of them!
Brad: I know, but sometimes these things have a way of coming out in front of the wrong people.
Katie: What if I'm right?
Brad: Okay, this patient could be anyone. But trying to prove that it's Carly -- it's going to look like you're trying to get back at her because your marriage failed, and you blame her. I'm not saying this to try to upset you.
Katie: No, I know you're not.
Brad: I just think for your own sake, that you gotta let this go.
Paul: So when the doctor told you what week you conceived this child in, did you tell the doctor how many times during that week you'd been with Craig?
Meg: That's not the point!
Paul: No, that is the point. This is not my child.
Meg: Okay, fine. I can't convince you without proof. So I'm just going to have to get myself some.
Paul: Really? How?
Meg: There's a test I can take when I'm further along.
Paul: A DNA test. Meg, good luck with all of this.
Meg: Please, please -- I am just asking for you to be patient. Just give me a little bit of time. Can you do that for me?
Carly: Hey, where are you going?
Rosanna: Um, I don't have time to explain it. There's something I have to do.
Carly: Is this about Paul? Rosanna?
Rosanna: Um, look, everything is fine, okay? I just have to go, okay?
Carly: So what am I supposed to tell someone when they ask me where you are?
Rosanna: Don't say anything, okay? Please don't say anything. Just -- I will be back before anybody even notices that I'm gone, okay?
Carly: Rosanna --
Rosanna: Thank you.
Carly: Ros Ė
Luke: You don't have to stay. This can't be how you want to spend Halloween --
Noah: What? You mean with you? Well, I guess I could be out egging houses or collecting candy corn. Would you relax? I'm here because I want to be.
Luke: Well, unless you want to watch me do arm curls, I don't know why.
Noah: I could think of worse things to do. Okay, well I guess me talking isn't working. Why don't you try?
Noah: I want you to close your eyes and tell me -- I don't know, tell me your best memory of Halloween on the farm.
Luke: And the point of that would be what? I don't want to do that, you don't want to hear it.
Noah: I do. One memory. Come on.
Luke: This is so lame.
Noah: I know, but do it anyway.
Luke: Okay. Umm -- I guess like when I was little. I was seven -- I couldn't sleep, so my Grandma Emma took me out on this hayride. The moon was out, and all the scarecrows in the fields were covered with these old sheets. And she started telling me this story about all the spirits that lived down in the reeds by Snyder pond. Look, like I said, it's so lame.
Noah: So these ghosts -- were they cute?
Katie: When you said I needed to relax, I thought you would take me to the Lakeview for a drink or something.
Brad: This is better than the Lakeview.
Katie: It's noisier.
Brad: Stop it.
Brad: Stop it. Stop thinking about Carly and Dr. Evers. You're supposed to let go of that.
Katie: I know! I will, it's just --
Brad: No. No it's justs, no buts, no excuses. You're done.
Katie: I'm done?
Brad: Yeah. You're going to make a promise, right here, right now. Not to put Carly and misdiagnosis in the same breath.
Katie: I can't -- do that.
Brad: You can. You can. Just -- just say it. Say, I promise. Katie --
Katie: Okay, fine. Fine. I promise. There, I said it. Happy now?
Brad: Look at this face. Look at this smile. Does this look happy or what?
Katie: It looks crazy.
Brad: Yes it does. I'm curious -- are you hungry?
Noah: I make the best root beer floats.
Luke: I'm sure you do.
Noah: Oh, I'm not kidding. They're legendary. You're going to be blown away.
Luke: Damn it!
Noah: It's all right. I've got it.
Luke: No, no. Give it to me. I can do it.
Noah: Luke, would you let me do it? Would you let me do it, please? Thank you. Hey, you know, I saw a flier today about a fair for Halloween in Old Town. We could go. It could be fun. What do you say?
Luke: Because I'm in a wheelchair, that's why!
Noah: So what? I don't care.
Luke: Yeah, but I do. I don't want you dragging me into your truck and out of your truck! And you're telling me that you don't care. It's bad enough that you're cleaning up already for me!
Paul: You know, when I said that I wanted to have a family with you, I meant that. That was something I really wanted.
Meg: I wanted it too --
Paul: And I could picture it. I thought about it all the time. I could see you -- you know, with little Paul, telling him all about horses and chickens. And me with little -- little Paulina. Telling her that Grandma Barbara doesn't like it when you call her Grandma. I could see that, Meg. Meg, that was real for me.
Meg: Hey, it was for me, too. And you know what? We could still have that. We can. It could be exactly the way you pictured it.
Paul: No. This is not a pretty picture anymore. This is all messed up. And you making me an empty promise isn't helping anything. What's that?
[Rosanna is hiding behind a tree]
Meg: It's Halloween -- we're in a graveyard. You know, it's probably some kids playing a prank.
Paul: I've completely lost my sense of humor. Wonder how that happened.
Meg: Don't give up on us, Paul. Please. I know this isn't the way we planned it, but we could still make it work.
Meg: Don't marry Rosanna.
Brad: How much a turn?
Fair worker: For you?
Brad: For me.
Fair worker: Two bucks.
Brad: Two bucks.
Katie: Why do I have to be hungry to watch you bob for apples?
Brad: Because -- well, because I'm not bobbing. You are.
Katie: Oh, no, no. No, I'm not.
Brad: Thank you. Don't tell me you're chicken. Bawk, bawk, bawk!
Katie: Oh come on. Brad, don't. Stop it. You're actually really good at that -- come on, you know I could kick your chicken-bawking-butt!
Brad: Then, prove it! Do it! Come on.
Katie: All right, you are going to be sorry!
Brad: No, no, no. I'm putting this on. I don't trust you not to peek.
Katie: Make it nice and tight.
Brad: There we go. Get that on there.
Katie: Nice and tight.
Brad: Tight. All right, let's do this.
Brad: On the count of three. One -- two -- three.
Paul: You're asking me to leave Rosanna?
Meg: You were going to.
Paul: That was before. Meg, you've changed everything.
Meg: Paul, if this test proves that this is your child, do you really think it's going to be easier to leave Rosanna after you're married? Because I know you, Paul. You can't turn your back on your own child. Or me.
Paul: You're asking me to leave Rosanna, on our wedding day -- on the off-chance that you might be pregnant with my child?
Paul: That's not going to happen.
Meg: Paul, if this is your baby --
Paul: If? Don't do that, okay? Don't insult me, all right? The thing of it is, Meg, is that you made a choice. You made a choice. You chose for this to happen. You chose to be with Craig. And I have made my choice. My future is with Rosanna.
Meg: Paul, if you do this, if you marry Rosanna -- I promise you, you will live to regret it.
Jack: The rest of the guests are getting restless.
Carly: You mean, Barbara, Gwen and Will?
Jack: Those would be the ones. Paul's not back yet?
Carly: Eh, no.
Jack: I haven't seen Rosanna in a while. What's going on?
Photographer: Sorry for the interruption. Would you two mind posing for a few shots?
Carly: We'd love to.
Katie: Thank you, thank you.
Brad: Nice work with the teeth. You reminded me of Snickers.
Katie: Oh, you are so full of yourself. Kneel.
Brad: Yes, Ma'am.
Katie: Don't even think of letting me win.
Brad: Not a chance, Baby. All right.
Brad: How do you like them apples?
Photographer: How long have you two been married?
Carly: We're not. We were. We're not anymore.
Photographer: Maybe you should reconsider. You two look great together. One more.
Lily: Noah left?
Luke: I don't blame him, do you?
Lily: You didn't give him much choice.
Luke: Noah wanted to go to this street fair in Old Town and he wanted me to go with him and I said no.
Luke: Because there's nothing romantic about pushing your boyfriend around in a wheelchair.
Lily: Well, maybe to Noah there is. You know, part of caring about somebody is wanting to do things for them. And the other part is letting them, Honey.
Luke: So are you saying that I should've gone with him?
Lily: I'm saying you should do whatever you're comfortable with.
Luke: I'm just so tired of trying to pretend that I'm normal.
Lily: Then don't try.
Katie: I'm just trying to figure out how you do it.
Brad: Well, it's no mystery. Bobbing for apples is easy when you have a big mouth.
Katie: No, I mean, making me laugh and smile. And have a good time right now. I didn't think it was possible.
Brad: Well stick with me, Kid. I'll show you all the tricks. Actually, I have one more surprise for you, but there is a catch.
Katie: What kind of a catch?
Brad: How much do you trust me?
Jack: That is the fifth time in seven minutes you've done that. Okay -- what is going on here? Tell me.
Carly: Okay. You have to promise me you're not going to tell anybody. Rosanna's not here.
Jack: What? Where'd she go?
Carly: I don't know. When she left, I asked if it was about Paul, she said it wasn't. She said that she wouldn't be gone long --
Jack: But now you're getting worried? Okay.
Carly: What? Where -- where are you going?
Jack: I'm going to see if I can find Rosanna. Maybe find myself a six-pack along the way.
Meg: You won't always be as angry as you are right now. And if we find out that this baby is ours, then nothing else is going to matter except you and me and this family that we will have together. I love you, Paul.
Paul: Stop it! Just stop it!
Meg: And you love me.
Paul: Will you stop it? I don't want to hear this anymore, okay? Everything you're saying --
Meg: I believe this baby is ours. That we conceived out of love. Will you look at me? Here, this -- this is what matters!
Paul: Meg -- this is done. This is done! And the only thing that you and I made in that cabin was a mistake! And if I knew what you were doing with Craig all along, I never would've let it happen! Now get this through your head! I'm committing myself to Rosanna. The way you have committed yourself to Craig.
Meg: But I haven't --
Paul: Yes you have! You have. Now go. Just go. Go to your home. Go, be with your husband!
Meg: Paul! Paul!
Luke: Okay well -- no offense, but do you mind if I do it myself? I don't want him to see my mom pushing me in.
Dusty: Little old to be trick-or-treating, don't you think?
Lily: Hey Dusty --
Dusty: Hey. Are you here with the girls?
Lily: No. Holden has the girls. I'm here with Luke. It's his first night out since the accident.
Dusty: How's he doing?
Lily: Truthfully? I don't know who's more nervous -- me or him.
Dusty: He's going to be fine. He's strong. Like his mother.
Luke: Noah --
Noah: Hey! You came. This is awesome.
Luke: Yeah, yeah -- it's great. Hi. Um, so do you want to go grab a table or something?
Noah: Sure! I'll see you guys later.
Luke: Are you sure your friends don't mind that you're ditching them?
Noah: We just happened to meet up. It's no big deal. Here, let me get that.
Luke: No, no, no. Leave it. I'll sit there.
Luke: Yeah, consider it an upgrade.
Meg: You're back.
Craig: So are you. Which is interesting, 'cause when I left, you were going to lie down because you weren't feeling well.
Meg: I needed some air.
Craig: You know that they invented windows for that sort of thing?
Meg: So did you put a bid in on the house?
Craig: I did. What's wrong? You seem upset.
Meg: Nothing's wrong. I mean, unless there's something you know that I don't.
Craig: I know that Paul and Rosanna are getting married tonight.
Meg: I don't care what Paul does.
Craig: I am glad to hear that. You know, we do have celebrations of our own here. We are bringing a child into this world.
Craig: The house -- you know, the house, it's really perfect. I wish you could've seen it.
Meg: I will.
Craig: Spectacular garden. And then there's this beautiful, old oak tree right outside the nursery window. And the kitchen -- I mean, even someone like you, who has this adorable inability to cook anything that doesn't involve tipping a delivery guy. Even you will love it.
Meg: Sounds like everything you ever wanted.
Craig: It is. Which is why I want to make sure that it's want you want -- with me.
Carly: There you are! It's about time!
Rosanna: I'm sorry, I --
Carly: Rosanna, what is going on?
Rosanna: Nothing -- I told you, I'm just --
Carly: Right, you just had something you needed to take care of. Well, what is it? Rosanna, where were you?
Katie: I can't believe you brought me here.
Brad: I think this is very romantic.
Brad: It's Halloween. Where else am I going to take a beautiful lady?
Katie: God only knows. Don't you think it's a little, I don't know, inappropriate?
Katie: Carly -- graveyard -- think, Brad.
Brad: I thought we weren't going to talk about that.
Katie: Well, then bringing me here was a spectacular idea.
Brad: I did not think it was going to remind you of Carly!
Katie: Everything reminds me of Carly! Doesn't matter where I go, I keep thinking about her and Jack.
Brad: What can I do?
Katie: Nothing. There's nothing you can do. It's me. I'm the one who needs to stop obsessing. I gotta go someplace. Get away from everything that reminds me of them. Maybe I should go somewhere. You know, just clear my head, get some perspective. What do you think?
Brad: I think that's a good idea. You know, that is of course, unless -- you can't get out of here alive.
Noah: Here, let me help you --
Luke: Don't touch me!
Lily: Honey, Honey, are you okay? Are you okay?
Noah: Luke --
Dusty: It's okay. Let him be. He doesn't want to be seen like this. Come on.
Luke: I just -- I can't feel anything --
Lily: Oh Honey, no, its okay.
Luke: Look, can we just go? Like right now? Please?
Meg: If I was having any doubts, I would tell you.
Craig: Yes, you do have tendency to speak your mind. God knows you have no trouble telling me when you think I'm wrong.
Meg: No, I donít.
Craig: So let me return that favor. These walks that you've been taking -- wherever it is that you go, that's going to stop.
Craig: I don't want you putting yourself or the baby at risk.
Meg: You have no right to tell me what I can --
Craig: No, I have every right! That is not just your child you are carrying, Meg. It's mine, too.
Noah: Luke, he -- he wouldn't even look at me.
Dusty: Yeah, he was embarrassed.
Noah: He didn't want to come here. It was my idea. I shouldn't have made him push himself.
Dusty: Well, if he doesn't want to stay in the same room for the rest of his life, he's got to push himself. That's the way it goes. In the meantime, he's got to get used to needing help. The best thing you can do for him is hang in there.
Lily: Okay, Ethan's down. So, do you want to --?
Luke: Mom, if you ask me if I want to talk, I swear, I'm gonna run you over.
Lily: Oh, well. That is a very, very sure way to shut me up.
Luke: So do you think I'm a complete jerk? The way I yelled at Noah in front of everybody?
Lily: Can I talk without having to watch my feet?
Luke: Yes, you're -- you're good. For now --
Lily: Okay. I think -- I think you're confused. I think you're upset. And I think it's understandable.
Luke: And very, very attractive.
Lily: Putting yourself out there, I think that is attractive.
Luke: Yeah, but will Noah think so?
Lily: I think he's smart. I think he likes you. And maybe he'll figure it out on his own.
Luke: No, he probably hates me right now.
Lily: I don't think so.
Luke: Why don't you call him and ask?
Lily: Why don't you? You know, I saw his face when you fell. He really cares about you. Not as much as I do, but close enough. Just think about it. Okay?
Rosanna: You know, Carly, there's just nothing to talk about.
Carly: I'd like to believe you, but clearly, you're on edge.
Rosanna: Well, I'm getting married tonight. A bride is allowed to be a little anxious before her wedding, isn't she?
Carly: Yeah. Yeah, sure you are. Give me your coat, I'll hang it up. You need to go and get dressed. Like you just said, you're getting married tonight.
Rosanna: People have been asking where you are.
Paul: Really? Who has?
Rosanna: This is your wedding too, you know.
Paul: Rosanna, I just needed a little time.
Rosanna: Time? For what?
Paul: To think.
Rosanna: I see. You know, Paul, I have asked you more than once if you're having second thoughts. If your answer has changed, please tell me now. Before it's too late.
Lily: Did you say Dusty's outside?
Noah: Yeah, he just dropped me off in his truck.
Lily: Okay, I'll keep him company.
Noah: So --
Luke: Yeah, look, thanks for coming.
Noah: Luke, you don't have to thank me, okay? I'm just glad that you called. I was worried after that fall. I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?
Lily: Thank you for driving Noah out here.
Dusty: I feel for the guy. How's Luke?
Lily: I'm trying to make things better for him. I'm trying to make things more bearable.
Dusty: He can count on you, he knows that.
Lily: I try to be calm. I try to be understanding. I know all the exercises. I read all the pamphlets, but it's not enough, Dusty.
Dusty: You want to help him? Stop being so hard on yourself.
Meg: What exactly are you saying?
Craig: I think you know what I mean.
Meg: If you think you can monitor my every --
Craig: I am trying to take care of you.
Meg: Nobody is any danger here. Except maybe you, if you keep this up.
Craig: Oh, I see. So, if I try to keep you safe, if I give you a home, I'm the bad guy? I love you, Meg. Think of everything that we have accomplished together. We have saved a corporation, we are building a new home, we are bringing a new life into this world. Everything we have ever wanted is ours for the taking.
Lily: Thank you for being here for me. I don't know what I would do without you.
Dusty: You're stuck with me.
Luke: I'm sorry for yelling at you like that.
Noah: It's all right.
Luke: No, it's not. You didn't do anything wrong. And I snapped.
Noah: Okay, apology accepted.
Luke: So that's it? You're not going to yell back?
Noah: Why would I do that?
Luke: Because that's what people do. When people mess up as big as I did, you yell at them.
Noah: Luke, you didn't mean anything by it.
Luke: Look, I don't need you making excuses for me. I don't want you to feel sorry for me.
Noah: I'm not. I don't.
Luke: Oh really? So then what did you feel when I fell down? Were you like, proud? Were you excited that I was your boyfriend?
Noah: What do you want me to say here?
Luke: I don't know! I want you to say anything! Something real!
Noah: Yes, okay? It freaked me out when you fell! It scared me! I wasn't expecting that!
Luke: This isn't what I want.
Noah: Me neither. I should go out, and come back in, start over.
Luke: No, no. I mean, this. Us. You better go.
Carly: Jack, where are you?
[Jack comes around a corner and sees Katie and Brad together]
Brad: Don't you know what tonight is?
Katie: Prom night, by the way you're looking at me. Cut it out. Stop it!
Brad: It is night of the living dead! And I'm hungry!
Katie: Stop! Stop it, stop it.
Brad: What's that?
Katie: You're freaking me out. Stop.
Brad: They're coming alive.
Katie: I'm serious. Stop it.
Paul: Of course, nothing has changed. I didn't mean to worry you.
Rosanna: No, I wasn't worried. I know you, Paul -- you always come back to me.
Paul: That's right. I do. I'm never going to leave you, Rosanna. I love you.
Rosanna: And I love you. More than anything.
Paul: So then, are you ready to get married?
Announcer: On the next "As the World Turns."
Iris: I got the lead on a baby. I thought you should be the first to know.
Rosanna: After tonight, nothing, no one, past present or future, will ever come between us again.
Carly: You seem almost jealous that they were together.
Jack: Maybe I am.
Back to The TV MegaSite's ATWT Site
Try today's short recap or detailed update!
[an error occurred while processing this directive]
Main Navigation within The TV MegaSite:
Home | Daytime Soaps | Primetime TV | Soap MegaLinks | Trading