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As The World Turns Transcript Wednesday 12/19/07

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Will: Hey, you're up already? I'm fried from being at the hospital all night.

Gwen: Yeah, I'm tired too. I just, I can't stop thinking about the baby.

Will: Yeah? How you doing with that? 'Cause I was worried about you going through the birth with Sofie.

Gwen: I'm fine. Really, I'm fine.

Will: Okay.

Gwen: I mean, she doesn't have anyone, Will. You know, I'm the closest thing she has to family. And it was -- actually it was amazing seeing my niece being born. I mean, I'm -- honestly, I'm glad I was there, even if I didn't get to bring home a baby.

Iris: Rise and shine, little mommy.

Sofie: Iris? Why are you here?

Iris: Oh, I wanted to take a peek at my grandbaby. And she is gorgeous. She looks just like me.

Sofie: Where's Cole? Is he with you? Did he see her?

Iris: Um, no, but he gave me something just for you.

Aaron: I thought I'd catch you here getting that old caffeine fix.

Alison: Yeah, I was actually just about to head out.

Aaron: Ah yes, the old Stewart disappearing act. Just like at the hospital yesterday when Sofie was in labor.

Alison: I didn't disappear, Aaron. I had a shift. Will was supposed to tell you.

Aaron: No, he did. But I thought maybe you split because our date got cut short.

Alison: It's no big deal, Aaron. I know Sofie needed you.

Aaron: So we're good then. But I still want to make it up to you. So how about we get back into that pickup truck, go get lost somewhere, and try to remember what we did the other night? Because it was so -- amazing.

Alison: True. But we almost froze our butts off. And I don't think I want pneumonia before Christmas. So thanks anyway.

Aaron: Are you serious?

Alison: Yeah.

Aaron: Okay. So I guess you're still really ticked about Sofie, aren't you?

Meg: Hey, what are you doing?

Paul: Did you really think I wasn't going to catch you? You snuck out of bed again today.

Rosanna: Sorry. I, um -- oh, gosh, there's just so much to do before Christmas. And I forgot to call the florist yesterday. And I was thinking about actually poinsettias for the front hall.

Paul: I just want to make sure that you're not trying to keep away from me.

Rosanna: Why would I want to do that?

Paul: 'Cause the other day I kinda went overboard, worrying about Meg. I'm sorry.

Rosanna: Its okay, Paul.

Paul: No, it's not okay. It's not fair to you. And you were right. Meg is having Craig’s baby. Meg's just not my concern anymore.

[Rosanna remembering]

Craig: I know that you changed the paternity test results. I know that your husband is the father of my wife's son.

Paul: Did you hear what I just said?

Rosanna: Yes, yes. Meg is not your concern anymore.

Craig: I was just surfing the net, trying to find a last-minute Christmas gift to dazzle my wife with.

Meg: How sweet. Only the screen I just saw was a medical website. Why are you lying to me? I'm a very light sleeper. I know you were up half the night.

Craig: Well, the things you learn about your wife. I guess this rules out future midnight missions.

Meg: Why can't you be honest with me? You're worried about our baby, so you were researching Gaucher’s disease.

Craig: Yes, okay, that's it. Yes, and I guess I just -- I didn't -- I didn't want to hear those "O" words -- you know, overbearing, overprotective --

Meg: You're not. What Dr. Bullock said scared me, too. But then when he gave us the numbers, I felt a lot better. There's a very slim chance that our child will inherit Gaucher's. And even then, it's treatable.

Craig: Thank God for that.

Meg: Craig, I know our baby is going to be fine. The first time I felt him kick, I knew he was strong, just like his daddy.

Craig: Okay, you know, I'm really late for work. I got to get going, okay? Hey, who are you calling?

Meg: Dr. Bullock. He said there was some more genetic tests he could do, and I think we should do them.

Craig: No, actually I don't think we should do any more -- genetic tests.

Gwen: I'm going to go back to the hospital.

Will: Already? You just -- you were there three hours ago.

Gwen: I just want to make sure that Sofie and the baby are okay.

Will: Okay, but --

Gwen: What?

Will: I don't want you to get too attached to the baby.

Gwen: Will, she's my niece. If Sofie keeps her, I plan on having a relationship with her.

Will: Yeah, and what if Sofie decides to give her up for adoption?

Gwen: Will, after everything that my family and your mom has put her through, I mean, we owe it to her. I want to help her out as long as I can.

Will: Yeah. All right. If that's what you need then I'm with you. Go to the hospital, I'm gonna take a shower, I'll meet you there.

Gwen: Okay, you're the best. Thank you.

Sofie: I knew Cole would change his mind. He couldn't walk away after she was born.

Iris: Well, actually, he doesn't even know the kid's dropped yet. You know, I didn't even catch wind of it until I got here.

Sofie: Okay, so why did he give you something for me then?

Iris: Well, uh -- why don't you take a little gander at that, okay?

Sofie: Petition terminating rights of the father.

Iris: Yeah. That's right, Sweetheart. Kid's all yours. Woo-hoo!

Aaron: Sofie was alone and she was in labor. It wasn't like I can call her up and say, hey, can you stall for a couple hours? It's a really hot night for Alison and me.

Alison: I know that.

Aaron: But -- listen, if that call hadn't come through, well, I would have made love to you all night. Come on, admit it. It was good. We were good.

Alison: Okay, yes, that part was great. But we've always been pretty great at the sex part.

Aaron: Is that what that night was about to you? Just sex? I thought you had feelings for me, Ali.

Sofie: How could Cole do this? Doesn't he even have the decency to face me?

Iris: Oh, you got to be kidding. Honey, he was up front and honest with you, all right. He told you he didn't want the kid. You just, you know, you went ahead and you did what you wanted to do.

Sofie: Yeah, because I love my baby.

Iris: Yeah, look -- Cole can't be tied down right now, all right? He's got a music career to think about, here.

Sofie: Yeah, I know. I know and no one wanted Cole to be succeed more than I did. I was just too stupid to see that he didn't want that for me. And all he cares about is himself.

Iris: Cole cares about people just the ones that, you know, give him space. Look, take me for instance, all right. Never crowded him, always --

Gwen: No, that's because you never gave a damn. So whatever it is you're trying to say, we don't want to hear it. Get out!

Alison: So, say we give it one more shot. What makes you think it's gonna be different this time?

Aaron: Lots of stuff. I mean, you were amazing handling the in vitro thing with Gwen and Will.

Alison: That was one good deed, Aaron. If you think I've turned into Saint Alison, forget it.

Aaron: I meant to say that, I think that now you've learned to deal with tough situations a little bit better. I think we both have. I mean, we made a great team sniffing out that whole Cole thing.

Alison: So we're great at crisis management. When it's someone else's crisis. Not when it comes to you and me.

Aaron: Can't we at least try, Alison? Because when things are good between us, they're pretty damn good. Come on. Say yes.

Iris: Back off, missy, all right! I got some business here. Look, show her the papers. Show her the papers!

Gwen: Hey! You don't get to talk to her that way. And this is a hospital, so why don't you keep your voice down? Well that's great, it looks like my brother did one good thing.

Sofie: How can you say that?

Gwen: Well, according to this, you don't have to deal with Cole or her ever again.

Iris: Uh, no, no, no. There's nothing in these papers about Grandma visitation.

Gwen: Oh, well you actually lose visitation rights when you try to sell your own grandkid.

Iris: I was trying to keep that baby in this family!

Gwen: And that's honestly a very moving story, but if you keep coming around here, I'm going to have to call the police.

Iris: Oh.

Gwen: And we both know that you don't like jail time.

Iris: Gwennie, Gwennie, Gwennie. You know you're always threatening me, you never follow through.

Gwen: Really? That's -- I have Lieutenant Margo Hughes number in my phone so I could call her right now.

Iris: All right. Okay. You know what? I'll go. When your daughter asks why she doesn't have a grandma like everybody else does, what're you going to tell her, huh?

Gwen: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Rosanna: Well, maybe you were right. Maybe what happened between you and Meg has come to bother me more than I'd like to admit.

Paul: Okay.

Rosanna: But you know what would really help? Is if you and I could just spend as much quality time together as possible.

Paul: Well, why don't we go up to bed? We'll spend all day there. Or if you want, we could sit in front of the Christmas tree and drink champagne.

Rosanna: Oh, that sounds divine. But we don't have any ornaments on the tree. We haven't even decorated it yet.

Paul: Yeah, I was gonna do that. You know, they have this selection at the Christmas bazaar. And I was gonna go, you want to come with me?

Rosanna: Oh, that sounds great. I'd love to, but I'm actually having the beginnings of a headache. Would you mind going alone?

Paul: Rosanna, if you're getting a headache I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to call the doctor.

Rosanna: No, no, no, no. Don't, don't. I'm -- I'm really fine. It's -- he said that I might get the occasional migraine. It's nothing that two aspirin and a little nap won't cure. Listen, you go ahead and by the time you get back, I'll be jolly and merry and ready to hang tinsel.

Paul: Okay. You promise?

Rosanna: I promise.

Craig: Look, I don't want to do any more DNA testing. You are a nurse. And you know as well as I do, that there is a risk involved. And I don't care how small that risk is, I just don't think that's worth -- [Cell phone rings] Craig Montgomery.

Rosanna: I need to talk to you.

Craig: Um -- look, I can't right now. I'm with my wife, maybe later.

Meg: Who was that?

Craig: It's that board member at Montgomery Enterprise. I gotta -- I'm so late for this meeting, okay?

Meg: Okay.

Craig: I really got to go.

Meg: Just promise me no more worries about the baby, okay?

Craig: Yeah, yeah.

Meg: All right. Okay. I'll see you tonight.

Sofie: Did you see her yet today?

Gwen: Um, I just, I mean, I took a peek at her in the nursery on my way in.

Sofie: Yeah, they asked me if I wanted them to bring her in a couple hours ago, and I said I needed to sleep. Does that make -- does that make me a bad mom?

Gwen: No, of course not.

Sofie: You know, I really do think about her all the time though. And I keep imagining this really wonderful, happy life for her. But how am I ever going to give her that? You know, I barely finished high school. The only family I had was my grandma, and she's been dead for a few years. And now, I live in a motel and I don't even have a job. How could that sweet, little girl ever be happy with me?

Gwen: Because you love her. Mean, I saw that when you were holding her yesterday.

Sofie: Of course I love her, but --

Nurse #1: It's feeding time. Is Mommy ready to nurse?

Sofie: No! No, no. Please, take her away.

Alison: Okay, I'll think about it.

Aaron: Great! So, now that you've had some time to think about it, what did you decide? [Cell phone rings] I'll call them back.

Alison: Is it Sofie?

Aaron: Yeah.

Alison: Just get it. It might be important.

Aaron: Okay. Sofie?

Sofie: I'm sorry, I hope I'm not bothering you.

Aaron: No, no, I was gonna call you in a few. How are you?

Sofie: I really hate it in this place. Um, can you come to the hospital?

Aaron: Right now?

Sofie: I really need your help.

Alison: Go, Aaron. It's fine.

Aaron: Okay, I'll see you in a few. Okay, hang tight. She was crying so hard, I can hardly tell what she was even saying.

Alison: It's okay. I understand.

Aaron: Can I pick you up later?

Alison: Sorry, but I'm going to have to turn you down flat.

Aaron: Just like that?

Alison: Don't you have somewhere to be?

Aaron: I'm gonna call you, okay?

Alison: Whatever.

Meg: Hey, Mama.

Emma: Hey, Sweetheart. I'm up to my elbows here in batter. Come over here and plant a kiss on your mama. So, what brings you out here?

Meg: What, can't a girl drop by to help her mama with holiday preparations?

Emma: Oh, sure, sure. But cooking has never been, uh -- [Clears throat] your best event. You come all the way out here to give me a kiss or is there something else on your mind?

Meg: I'm worried about Craig.

Emma: I suspect he's still upset about what happened with Paul, huh?

Meg: No, Mama, I really think he's forgiven me. He's been so loving and attentive, he's been really wonderful. But all that seemed to change the minute we got the news about the Gaucher's disease --

Emma: Well, you said on the telephone that the doctor said there was really a small risk.

Meg: He did. But it didn't seem to ease Craig's mind. He's just been so distant since --

Emma: Yeah, I can understand that. Yeah, I mean, he lost his son not too long ago, you know? I mean, I'll tell ya, a parent never gets over the loss of a child. Never.

Meg: So how do I convince him that it won't happen to this baby? I really do feel like our baby is going to be fine.

Emma: Of course you do. And I believe that, too. And you know something? It's so strange, but faith is really contagious. Now you keep on believing that, and Craig will start to believe it, too.

Craig: Hey, man, watch -- are you giving everybody concussions for Christmas or just me?

Paul: It was an accident, Craig. I'm sorry.

Craig: No, there are no accidents with you, Ryan.

Paul: Look who's talking. It's no accident you keep showing up at my house harassing my wife. I want it to stop.

Craig: Put it on your Christmas list. I'll see what I can do.

Paul: You know, Craig. I don't know how you, of all people, got this lucky enough to get a second chance being a husband and a father, but I hope that you have the good sense to make the most of it.

Craig: Don't lecture me. And whatever you do, don't you get proprietary about Meg.

Paul: I'm not. She's all yours. She's having your son. You get everything you ever wanted. Forget about what she's done, and be nice to her or you're going to blow the best thing that ever happened to you.

Meg: You know, the way you're talking about Craig, it's almost like you approve.

Emma: Well, I think that my precious daughter's had a very good influence on him. I really do. I'm almost ready to believe that's he's going to change. Here, you stir.

Meg: Me?

Emma: Yeah, you. It wouldn't be such a bad idea for you to make some changes, too, young lady. Learn how to make a decent meal for your husband.

Meg: Actually, thanks to you, I have changed a lot. You said that if I was able to just accept the fact that it was over with Paul, that I would be able to get closer to Craig. And you were right. I've never felt more committed to him and our baby. I really think we could be happy together.

Emma: Well, that makes me very happy to hear.

Craig: It's all there.

Dealer: Xyphorex, pretty potent stuff. What 'cha using it for? Whatever. You need anymore drugs prescription-free, call me.

Emma: What are you two doing for supper tonight?

Meg: Um, we have nothing special planned.

Emma: I don't suppose you're cooking.

Meg: No, Mama. I'm not cooking.

Emma: Then why don't you come out here and eat with us? Hmm?

Meg: You're really inviting Craig?

Emma: Well, he's the father of my grandson. I mean, after all, he is family now.

Gwen: Listen, I talked to the nurse in charge. They never should have brought that baby in here. They're going to feed her formula until you decide what you want to do. Sofie?

Sofie: Yeah. Yeah, I'm just really tired. Sorry.

Gwen: That's okay. Um, I'm just gonna go call Will, he was supposed to meet me here a little while ago.

Sofie: Yeah, call Will.

Gwen: I'll be right back.

Aaron: Hey.

Gwen: Hey. Are you here to see Sofie?

Aaron: Yeah, she just called me.

Gwen: She's really down. Maybe you can get through to her.

Aaron: Okay.

Sofie: Aaron, you've go to get me out of here.

Susan: Ali, do you have a sec? I want to show you what I got Emily for Christmas.

Alison: Not right now. I'm really not in the mood.

Susan: Oh, no. You're not fighting with your sister again, are you?

Alison: No.

Susan: Are you still going to meetings?

Alison: You're really not going to stop until I tell you, are you?

Susan: Am I'm pushing? I don't mean to push. Is it Aaron?

Alison: Okay, Mom, you win.

Susan: What happened? I thought you guys were getting along so well.

Alison: Yeah, we were. We were, until I let things go too far. But it's because he was being so sweet and I just missed him so much.

Susan: Oh, you slept together.

Alison: Yes.

Susan: And then he dumped you?

Alison: Thanks for the vote of confidence, Mom, but actually, I dumped him.

Aaron: Sofie, you just had a C-section. You can't go strolling out of the hospital.

Sofie: Yeah, but if I stay here, I'm going to go nuts.

Aaron: Why, aren't they treating you okay?

Sofie: A nurse came in here before with the baby. And she wanted me to breastfeed. I freaked out.

Aaron: Okay, listen. I doubt you're the first mother to go through that.

Sofie: Yeah, but it's just -- it just hurts so much, you know? I mean, every three or four minutes, a nurse walks by with a baby. And my chest tightens, and I feel like the walls are closing in on me, and --

Aaron: Okay, okay, okay. You probably just need someone to talk to. Like maybe a psychologist or maybe they have a social worker here --

Sofie: No. No, I want to go back to my room at the Wagon Wheel.

Aaron: I'm not taking you back to that dump.

Sofie: You know, the doctor said she was going to release me in a day anyway, and I'm just gonna end up there.

Aaron: I'm probably going regret saying this, but why don't you just come back to the farm with me?

Sofie: Take me to the Wagon Wheel or I'll go myself.

[Phone ringing]

Rosanna: Come on, Craig, pick up.

[Cell phone ringing]

Craig: Stop stalking me, Rosanna! I am not in the mood.

Rosanna: I'm not stalking you. Listen, I went to court and saved your skin, okay? Now it's your turn. You have to tell me, are you going to tell Paul or not?

Craig: Oh, about your little DNA switcheroo? You know, I ran into your husband in Old Town. We had quite the chat.

Rosanna: What did you say to him?

Craig: As little as possible. And I don't want to say anything to him again.

Rosanna: Thank you.

Craig: Oh, I didn't do this for you, Sugar. No, I did this to keep my wife from running back to the wrong man. Merry Christmas, Rosanna.

Rosanna: Wait. Once Meg has the baby, it won't matter to you that he's Paul’s. You'll raise him and love him as if he were your own?

Craig: And happy New Year.

Meg: Hey. Guess what! Mama has invited you to dinner at the farm tonight.

Craig: Your mother? Emma Snyder? Inviting me? Wow. It's starting to be a strange day, but it is official, we are in the twilight zone.

Meg: Maybe. But she is bound and determined. She wants to get to know the father of her newest grandson.

Craig: I'm sorry, but we can't go.

Meg: I don't understand. Do we have something planned?

Craig: Yes, indeed we do. I've ordered room service, dinner for two. I just needed a very quiet evening at home.

Meg: And that's very sweet. And any other time, I would be thrilled. But this dinner is very important to me. It means you can be a real part of my family.

Craig: I would like that.

Meg: Then, please come to dinner.

[Knock on door]

Waiter: Room service.

Gwen: She's not in there.

Will: Uh, do you think maybe she went with Aaron to see the baby?

Gwen: Excuse me. Do you know where Sofie Duran is?

Nurse #2: Uh, she checked out a few minutes ago with a young man.

Will: The doctor's discharged her already?

Nurse #2: No, she signed herself out. Um, she wouldn't even wait for me to page her doctor.

Gwen: What about the baby?

Nurse #2: Ms. Duran couldn't take her without pediatric approval. She's still in neonatal.

Will: Where do you think Sofie went?

Gwen: I'm not sure, but I have a pretty good idea. Come with me.

Aaron: I still think it was a bad idea for you to leave without your doctor's thumbs-up.

Sofie: Yeah, Aaron, I couldn't stay there another second. All those doctors and nurses and Gwen just -- watching me, waiting to see what I would do with my baby.

Aaron: Oh, I don't think anybody was trying to pressure you or judge you, Sofie.

Sofie: Well, that's what it felt like. And, you know, at least here, I'm alone and I can think about what I want to do.

Aaron: Yeah, I'm going to call housekeeping to see if we can get some fresh blankets.

Sofie: Thank you. And, Aaron, I hope I didn't screw up your day too much.

Aaron: No. Don't worry about anything. You come first.

Susan: Hey, you broke up with Aaron? Why?

Alison: Don't act so surprised. Am I supposed to be so grateful that any man would even want me?

Susan: No, I didn't mean that. I just don't understand why you would break up with a guy that you care so much about.

Alison: Well, let's see. We've tried a zillion times before to make it work, and it always ends up a total disaster.

Susan: But you changed since then. And then Aaron must have matured a little bit. Right?

Alison: Well, you'd have to ask him. If you can pull him away from his charity case.

Susan: What are you talking about?

Alison: Her name is Sofie. And she's got a heart of gold and she just had a baby all by herself.

Susan: It sounds like she's in a tough spot.

Alison: Yeah, totally. And someone should help her. But if it's Aaron, and if he ever has to choose between Alison the screw up and Sofie the sweet, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna end up the loser.

Susan: So you launched a preemptive strike?

Alison: Call it whatever you want, Mom. But Aaron and I are officially over -- again.

Gwen: Hey. Hey, we thought Sofie might come back here.

Aaron: Yeah. Yeah, she had me bring her. I thought it was a crazy idea at first, but she's actually calmed down.

Gwen: Can we come in for a sec?

Sofie: I'm kind of tired.

Gwen: Look, we're not gonna -- we're not gonna stay a long time. It's just -- look, you just -- you really scared us when you disappeared from the hospital.

Sofie: Yeah, sorry. I should have told you I was leaving.

Gwen: It's okay. The hospital told me that you couldn't take the baby.

Sofie: Yeah, a baby shouldn't be in a place like this anyway. So --

Will: Sofie, are you sure you should be here?

Sofie: It's all I can afford. Um, and I can have some piece and quiet, and think about what I want to do.

Gwen: Well, if you decide to keep the baby, do you know where you're gonna stay after?

Sofie: You know, I don't know. I'm just kind of relieved to have a little privacy right now. So --

Will: I think that might have been a hint.

Gwen: Yeah. Um, listen, we're just -- we're both really glad that you're okay. Hey, wait a minute, I just had an idea.

Will: That's not a bad idea.

Sofie: What?

Gwen: Listen, we just have to -- we're just gonna make a phone call real quick. We'll be right back, okay?

Paul: Honey, I'm home!

Rosanna: Hey, there you are. I was getting worried. What took you so long?

Paul: I'm sorry. The place was a zoo. I was in line forever. And then I ran into Craig Montgomery, literally.

Rosanna: Well, did he say anything?

Paul: No, I did most of the talking. He didn't say much, but I don't think Craig’s going to be bothering us anymore.

Rosanna: Why?

Paul: Because I laid down the law. He's with Meg and their baby-to-be. And you, you're mine. And he's to leave us alone. That's the way it's gonna be. So -- you feel like decorating?

Rosanna: Let’s. I suddenly have Christmas spirit to spare.

Craig: I'm sorry. I mean, the only reason we aren't coming is I had already ordered the dinner for two. It was too late to cancel.

Emma: Oh, there's no need to apologize. It's okay. So quit, but beware now, I'm going to be calling and inviting you out again -- very soon.

Craig: Thank you, Emma. That means a lot to both of us. I'll put Meg on.

[Craig puts the drug into Meg’s drink]

Meg: Hello, Mama.

Emma: I don't know, those nice manners are not the Craig of old. You have a lovely, lovely evening, Sweetheart. You hear? The two of you take care of each other. And take care of that beautiful, precious life inside you.

Meg: I will. And I know Craig will too.

Craig: Okay. Champagne for me. A very special non-alcoholic concoction for you.

Meg: Thank you. Wait.

Craig: What's wrong?

Meg: Nothing. Everything's perfect. That's why I have to make a toast. To my husband, who's made me believe that love can really work miracles. And to our baby.

Craig: No! [Glass breaks] Ahh! [Moaning] Ah!

Meg: Oh, what's wrong?

Craig: It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Okay.

Gwen: Hey. Um, okay, listen. We just spoke with Ms. Grimaldi, and --

Will: She wants to give you a room.

Sofie: I really wish you hadn't done that. I don't want to take handouts.

Gwen: No, no, no. It's not gonna be a handout. You would just go back to work at the lounge, whenever the doctor says you're ready and then she would just take some of your pay to cover the cost of the room.

Aaron: You said you needed a peaceful place to think -- it doesn't get much better than the Lakeview.

Sofie: I don't know.

Will: And she also that if you decide to keep your little girl, that's she's welcome, too.

Gwen: And we've got lots of baby stuff. And we're obviously not using it.

Sofie: Okay! I don't understand. If you guys aren't getting my baby, why are you being so nice to me?

Craig: Ah!

Meg: Why'd you do that?

Craig: I couldn't let you drink that. The --

Meg: What?

Craig: There was a bug in the glass, and um --

Meg: All that over a tiny insect? You know, not everything is a matter of life and death, Craig.

Craig: Ah, I'm sorry. Let me just clean this.

Meg: No, no, no. What are you doing? We need to bandage this up. Let me take care of you for once.

Craig: Oh, Baby.

Gwen: Listen, I totally understand that you can't trust me right now. But I really hope that you can start to. You're daughter's my niece, and that makes us family. I would feel this way regardless of what you decide to do with the baby.

Will: We really just wanted to help. We weren't expecting anything.

Sofie: I -- I'm sorry I snapped. I, um -- it's been a really, really long day.

Will: Okay, we'll let you get some rest then.

Aaron: Thanks, Guys.

Will: And you know, think about Lisa's offer. No pressure. No strings. Or anything. And, we hope, no stress. Okay? Take your time. You okay?

Gwen: I don't know. What Sofie said about the baby, Will -- it's true, I mean, a part of me still wishes that she could be ours.

Will: Yeah, I know.

Gwen: Does that make me a bad person?

Will: No, it makes you a normal person. And for what you did in there -- that makes you an amazing person. You're going to be a great mom.

Gwen: Hey, thanks. You really think we're gonna have a family?

Will: Yeah, I'm sure of it.

Rosanna: It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Paul: I think you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I'm so happy I get to spend Christmas with you.

Rosanna: You know, when I think about all we've been through, I can't believe you're really mine.

Paul: I'm yours. And you're mine forever.


Meg: Okay, there you go. Good as new. Now, I'm gonna change into something comfortable, and we're gonna try that toast again. He looks just like his father.

Craig: That's something we're just going to have to overlook. I love you, Meg. I love you more than I thought was possible.

On the next "As the World Turns" --

Holden: Bonnie?

Bonnie: Hey. Uh, I hope it's not too late.

Holden: No. No, not at all. This is great.

Will: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work. And filled all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk.

Sofie: If I give you my baby to raise, will you let me be part of her life?

Luke: I'm so in love with you.

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