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As The World Turns Transcript Monday 12/8/08
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Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Emma
Dusty: Well, thanks for coming. I wasn't sure you would.
Emily: Yeah, well, reporter's instincts. Your call made me real curious. Do you got a story for me?
Dusty: No. I have a request.
Emily: I'm listening.
Dusty: Paul claims I shot him unprovoked.
Emily: Well, I'm not surprised. Last time I saw you, you were ready to string him up.
Dusty: You know what really happened because I came to see you right afterward.
Emily: So what? I wasn't there. All I know is what you told me. I don't know what really went down in that room.
Dusty: Well, why would I lie, Emily?
Emily: Oh, I don't know, off the top of my head. To weasel out of an attempted murder charge?
Dusty: It was self-defense.
Emily: You went to Fairwinds with blood in your eye. You were furious that he hired that Josie to con you.
Dusty: I wasn't armed. He was the one with the gun, remember? I took it away from him? He was crazed. He came after me with an axe. What was I supposed to do? Stand there and let him hack me to little pieces?
Emily: Sounds like it's your words against Paulís.
Dusty: It was his gun. Emily, you're the only one who knows the whole story. That's why I need you to back me up with the cops. Tell them Paul is lying.
Emily: Why on earth would I do that?
Meg: Okay, there you go.
Meg: You look tired.
Paul: Yeah. It's hard for me to sleep with Dusty still out there. I've got to make a phone call, order some extra security for the house.
Meg: No, you don't need to do that.
Paul: He wants to kill me.
Meg: And everybody knows that. So he's not going to risk coming back here to finish what he started.
Paul: Why not? Out of respect for you?
Meg: Look, Dustyís not going to be a problem. I promise. The police are on top of it and he's going to be behind bars where he belongs.
Paul: I wish I had your faith in the system.
Meg: You know, you don't need to be worrying about this right now. You need to focus on getting well and then not think about Dusty.
Paul: I can multitask.
Meg: No, you cannot. You're recovering. And Eliza and I need your full attention. She's going to be here soon and she's going to need her daddy.
Paul: I know. I agree. That's why I want Dusty out of the picture for good.
Tango teacher: Okay, is there any pain when I lift this elbow just a little bit?
Lucinda: No, no, it's okay. That's okay.
Brian: I don't want you to push yourself too hard.
Lucinda: No, I'm not pushing myself -- I'm just so fresh because you're better at this than I am and I'm a very competitive person. But I'm not going to let the tango defeat me! Jessica, music, maestro, music!
Tango teacher: All right. All right, now remember to keep your frame solid.
Lucinda: My frame solid.
Tango teacher: Yes.
Lucinda: My husband is going to take care of that --
Tango teacher: And 5, 6, 7, 8. 1 and 2 and 3 and up.
Lucinda: How do I get it down?
Brian: I dunno, I kind of like this.
Lucinda: I'm sorry, Jessica. You're such a wonderful teacher. Please don't be crushed. Don't be crushed -- it's -- you'll just have to downgrade your expectations for -- you know, for now. But you and I, we are going to press on!
Brian: Absolutely. Whether the rest of the world likes it or not!
Luke: What is going on here?
Lucinda: Hi, Darling. The tango.
Brian: In our minds, anyway.
Luke: Well, good luck with that.
Lucinda: Honey, don't you want stick around and watch us make fools of ourselves?
Luke: I canít. I've got something I've got to do.
Dusty: I understand why you're angry. I may have been a little tough on you.
Emily: You think?
Dusty: I'm sorry.
Emily: I tried to warn you, but as usual, you wouldn't listen.
Dusty: Yes. I should have listened, oh, wise one. Are you happy now?
Emily: You know what? You're going to have to work a little harder than that --
Dusty: Oh, I'll take an ad out in the paper. Emily Stewart, excellent, excellent judge of character.
Emily: Actually now, that's not a bad idea.
Dusty: You know, I don't have time to crawl over broken glass to make you feel better. I know you're angry at me. I don't think you'd let me go to jail for something I didn't do. All I'm asking you to do is tell the cops the truth.
Emily: Which one?
Dusty: The only one. Paul hired Josie to get me out of town. When he knew I was going to tell Meg, he was willing to kill me.
Emily: Sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about.
Craig: Hello, Meg. Long time, no see.
Meg: Craig, what -- what are you doing here?
Craig: You look well. Impending motherhood obviously agrees with you. Though, I don't know why I'm surprised. I've seen you knocked up before, up close and personally.
Meg: You should be in jail.
Craig: That's an matter of opinion.
Meg: I'm calling the police.
Craig: You know, I really don't think you should do that.
Craig: I don't mean you any harm.
Meg: Then why are you here?
Craig: To pay my respects. See how you're doing.
Meg: The police will be looking for you.
Craig: I don't think so.
Meg: You're an escaped felon. You nearly killed my husband.
Craig: Seems to be going around.
Meg: You know you're not going to get away with this. As soon as the police find out you're back in Oakdale, this is the first place they're going to come looking.
Craig: Only they won't, see. I'm no longer a wanted man.
Craig: As of today, all charges against me have been dropped. I was unjustly accused.
Meg: But you blew up Paulís car!
Craig: No, someone did. But not me. I've been exonerated.
Brian: Are you in any pain?
Lucinda: No, I'm fine. But my ego -- my ego will, you know, restore its self.
Brian: Yeah, well, this is supposed to be fun. There's no reason for us to overdo it.
Lucinda: For heaven's sake, I know what I'm capable of.
Brian: Yeah, anything, right?
Brian: Well, we'll hold off on the tango Olympics at least for another week, okay? The oncologist and the surgeon were very clear about --
Lucinda: Yeah, yeah, the doctors double-teamed me.
Brian: Yeah, for that, I'm very grateful. They kept you alive. I want to make the rest of your life as long and as happy as possible.
Lucinda: Well, you do and you are.
Brian: Well, do me a favor, would you?
Brian: Don't push yourself so hard, for my sake.
Lucinda: No, I promise you anything, but you know having fun -- having fun, that's the best therapy -- better than rest of anything.
Brian: You were made for the tango. It's the dance of passion. You're the most passionate woman I've ever met.
Luke: Excuse me, uh, excuse me.
Luke: Are you Carolyn Wheatley?
Carolyn: Yes. Yes, I am. Do I know you?
Luke: No. Your receptionist described you to me. I need to talk to you.
Carolyn: About what?
Luke: About your ex-husband, Brian.
Dusty: Don't play games with me, Emily. We had an understanding.
Emily: No, I think we had two separate understandings. You see, I didn't understand I was just going to be a placeholder for your darling Jennifer.
Dusty: Hey, you are not leaving me --
Emily: Let go of my arm, Dusty.
Dani: Hey! What's going on in here?
Dusty: Nothing. Everything's fine.
Emily: Everything's -- everything's fine.
Dani: Keep your hands to yourself. I'll be right outside if you need me.
Emily: Did that turn you on?
Emily: Really? Too bad you can't throw me down and threaten me right here in the police station. Because I know how hot that makes you.
Dusty: Only in your dreams, Sweetheart.
Emily: Get over yourself, Dusty. I don't get off on being pushed around.
Meg: You are guilty as sin. And there is no way Margo would drop those charges.
Craig: Don't take my word for it. Give her call. She'll be the first one to tell you when it comes to the attempted detonation of Paul Ryan, I was with my baby sister, Katie, at the time.
Meg: So why didn't she say something before?
Craig: We've had our differences.
Meg: Oh, but since then, you've reconciled. Coincidentally, just when it counts.
Craig: Well, Katie is basically a good and honest person. She couldn't stand to see me blamed and punished for something I had nothing to do with.
Meg: I see.
Craig: My family isn't perfect. But our connection is much stronger than any of the petty squabbles we've had in the past --
Meg: There's nothing petty when you're concerned, Craig.
Craig: True enough. I'll be honest with you, Meg.
Meg: How can I tell?
Craig: I allowed myself to be blamed for Paulís unfortunate accident because it created a smokescreen -- no pun intended -- that allowed me to disappear and look for Johnny. Now, I would think you would understand that, seeing that you're on the verge of becoming a mother.
Meg: I'm already a mother, Craig.
Craig: I can see that. I see the fierceness in your eyes. There's really nothing you wouldn't do to protect your child, is there?
Meg: Get away from there.
Craig: And there is nothing I would do to harm you or your child. I swear.
Meg: Well, forgive me if I choose not to take your word on that.
Craig: Ouch. So are you happy? Is Paul really the man you wanted all along?
Meg: Yes. He is. A lot has happened since you've been gone. Paul's changed.
Craig: If you say so.
Paul: Hey! You get the hell away from my wife.
Craig: Paul. You're looking very well for someone who was so recently at death's door.
Craig: On the contrary. I'm so glad to see you up and about.
Paul: It's not a sentiment I share. I was hoping you'd be behind bars for trying to blow me up.
Craig: Well, as I told Meg, that was a mistake.
Paul: Yeah, the part where I got out of the car alive?
Craig: Oh no, I had nothing to do with that explosion. That's why I came here, to set the record straight. Now, I don't deny that I was very angry with you for stealing my wife. Oh, I dearly wanted to make you pay for that one. But I never had the chance. So apparently, you have other enemies. Not just me.
Paul: Get out of my house!
Craig: Fine. I'll reiterate. I did not blow you up. Ergo, you have other enemies. Two that we know of. The mad bomber and Dusty Donovan. Unless, they're both one and the same. By the way, it should interest you both to know that the latter is jail now.
Meg: I know that.
Paul: Aren't you leaving?
Craig: I'm afraid so. But I'll see you both soon.
Meg: Can you believe him?
Paul: How did you know that Dusty was in jail?
Meg: I was the one who turned him in.
Paul: How did you know where he was?
Meg: I went to see him.
Dusty: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to grab you. And I'm sorry about the other day, too. I shouldn't have treated you like that.
Emily: Yeah, you don't really mean that. You're just saying all this stuff to try to get me to help you.
Dusty: What do you want from me? Do you want a confession? That was I was stupid to get involved with Josie? I was upset and I took it out on you?
Emily: That's a good start --
Dusty: Yeah, I admit it. I'm an idiot. Nobody knows it better than me. You were right. I should have listened to you.
Emily: You need to be careful how you treat your friends, Dusty. Because they know the most about you. They make the most dangerous enemies.
Dusty: Whatever issues you have with me, Emily, we'll deal with them later. I need your help. I could lose my life here, unless you help me.
Emily: It's so nice to be needed. You know what's even nicer? To be holding all the cards for a change.
Carolyn: So how exactly do you know my ex-husband?
Luke: My name is Luke Snyder. Recently, Brian married my grandmother, Lucinda Walsh. You didn't know?
Carolyn: It's none of my business what Brian does. We're divorced. He's free to be with anyone he wants. Now, if you'll excuse me --
Luke: No, please, please, just one more question. Why did you and Brian split up?
Carolyn: It's none of your business.
Luke: It's important.
Carolyn: It's personal. And you're a complete stranger.
Luke: Not to Brian.
Carolyn: And what's that supposed to mean?
Luke: I think you know. Is that what happened? When you and Brian were married, did he --
Carolyn: I'm under no obligation to tell you a damn thing. This conversation is over.
Lucinda: What's the matter?
Brian: Oh, I just don't want you -- I don't want you getting overtired.
Lucinda: Oh, we could go to bed.
Brian: There's no hurry.
Lucinda: Is that a dodge?
Lucinda: Brian, I like what we have, but there's so much more. This ought to be real.
Brian: It is real.
Lucinda: You know what I'm talking about.
Brian: Yes, I do. And I can't wait for the day when I can make love to you.
Lucinda: I've got a permission slip from my doctors. Hey, I can't get hallelujah out of you, but I can get a smile.
Brian: I'm sorry, there's -- there's just -- there's a lot to think about.
Lucinda: Like what?
Brian: You. Taking care of you.
Lucinda: So sex is not part of it?
Brian: Of course it is. And it will be, the minute you're ready.
Lucinda: Why don't you let me decide about my own readiness? Okay, let me tell you something. When it happens, it will blow your mind.
[Cell phone rings]
Brian: Brian Wheatley.
Carolyn: Brian, its Carolyn. There's something you should know.
Paul: You went to see Dusty without telling me? You really think that was a good idea?
Meg: What would you have done if I had told you? You weren't well enough to go with me --
Paul: I would have tried to talk you out of it. I would have asked you to send the police instead.
Meg: Well, I took care of it.
Paul: Where was he?
Meg: He was hiding out at Metro. He sent Derek to bring me there.
Paul: Oh, Derek. You were hanging out with Derek, too? This is great company here --
Meg: Look, nothing bad happened to me.
Paul: What did he want?
Meg: He tried to convince me that you hired Josie to set him up, and he only shot you in self-defense.
Paul: The guy'll just never give up, will he?
Meg: Look, it doesn't matter. I didn't believe him. That's why I turned him in.
Paul: Well, thank you.
Meg: I only wish that you hadn't gotten shot. But we're fine. We're together.
Paul: Yeah, unless Craig has something to say about it.
Meg: Craig's not going to make trouble for us.
Paul: Really? Since when?
Meg: Okay, look, you need to trust me. You don't have to worry about Craig. And Dusty, he's in jail. We're fine. Look, why are you getting so upset about this?
Paul: Oh, maybe because both of these guys tried to kill me.
Dusty: You know, I always thought you were problematic because you were so needy. But underneath, there was always a good person who would come through in the clutch.
Emily: And now?
Dusty: Still needy, but underneath, you're meaner than I thought. And more pathetic, too.
Emily: Go to hell.
Craig: Oh, hi.
Dani: You know, these secret meetings are a real turn on.
Craig: Down, girl. That's not why we're here.
Dani: You are no fun since you moved back to Oakdale.
Craig: Business before pleasure.
Dani: Whose rule is that?
Craig: Someone could see us.
Dani: You know, I kind of get off on this whole Mata Hari act, but, um, you've got to throw me a bone here. So to speak.
Craig: Duly noted. But right here right now isn't the time.
Dani: Well, it's important to keep me happy, boss.
Craig: That cuts both ways. I need information.
Dani: Remind me again, what's my reward?
Craig: You'll be fairly compensated, once we get back to my hotel suite.
Dani: Okay, okay, I guess I can deal with that.
Craig: Good. So what about Dusty? Is his arrest air tight?
Dani: Why do you care?
Craig: I just want to make sure he stays in jail until I'm ready to make my move.
Dani: And what are you planning on doing, Craig? Is this about Dusty or your saintly ex-wife?
Craig: Are you jealous?
Dani: I don't know. Should I be?
Craig: What do you think?
Dani: You're playing me.
Craig: Why would I have to? We're partners. We have a common interest.
Dani: Yeah, for Project Spencer. Dusty was never a part of this. You're up to something new, Craig. And before I get involved, I want to know exactly what you're planning. And why getting involved with Dusty or Meg would ever be worth my while.
Craig: I've never seen this side of you.
Dani: You're not going to see any side of me unless you come clean.
Craig: I will. Later, over champagne.
Dani: No, no. I want to know exactly what you're planning. Tell me now why you're so interested in Dustyís case.
Craig: Because I'm planning on being the guy who gets him out.
Dusty: I'm glad you came.
Barbara: How could you do this? After everything we've been through.
Dusty: I know.
Barbara: You loved Jennifer. And after we lost her, we took care of each other. And now you try to repay me by trying to kill my son, too?
Dusty: I was defending my life. Paul would have killed me.
Barbara: He wasn't holding the gun. You were.
Dusty: It was his gun. You can ask the police.
Barbara: If Paul had died -- I don't think I can survive the loss of another child, Dusty.
Dusty: I understand. I understand that. Paul brought this on himself.
Barbara: When did you get so hard?
Dusty: Just hear me out. Listen, listen to me for Jenniferís sake --
Barbara: No, no --
Dusty: Paul hired Josie. Coached her to create some mystical connection to Jennifer. It was all his doing, from the ground up.
Barbara: Paul wouldn't do that. He wouldn't abuse his sister's memory that way.
Dusty: He wanted to keep me away from Meg. And he didn't care if you were collateral damage --
Barbara: Don't lie to me! This girl was behind the whole scam, or somebody else put her up to it.
Dusty: Who else knew everything about Jennifer?
Barbara: I don't know --
Dusty: Who else had something to gain?
Barbara: I don't know, but it wasn't Paul. I bet my life on that.
Meg: You're overreacting to everything -- imagining problems that aren't even there.
Paul: I -- I don't know how to stop.
Meg: Well, the doctor gave you a prescription for anti-anxiety meds. Why don't you take one?
Paul: Yeah -- I mean, I would, but I never got it filled.
Meg: Okay, I'll go.
Paul: Really? Are you sure you're up for that?
Meg: Yeah, I'm fine. Will you be okay, here by yourself?
Paul: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh, I'll lie down on the couch until you get back.
Meg: Well, do me a favor while I'm gone -- just stop thinking, okay? I'll be back soon.
[Cell phone rings]
Emily: Paul? What the hell do you want?
Paul: Meet me in the park. We need to talk. Right now.
Luke: How are you doing?
Luke: Do you have a second?
Noah: Yeah, sure. It's slow. But if there's a rush --
Luke: I know. I know. I know the drill. I just need one minute.
Noah: What's wrong?
Luke: I found a letter from his ex-wife -- there was a return address on the envelope, so I went to go see her.
Noah: Are you serious?
Luke: Noah, I had to.
Noah: Why? And where'd you get this letter, anyway?
Luke: In Brianís hotel room. Noah, don't at me like that. Look, the guy is married to my grandmother, he's running my foundation. If he's hiding something, and I know he is, I need to find out what it is.
Noah: So, that gives you the right to break into his room?
Luke: I didn't break into his room. I wasn't feeling well, and he let me stay there so I could sleep it off.
Noah: Ah, so you were drunk, and he was nice to you, and you paid him back by invading his privacy.
Luke: Look Noah, it's done. I can't change it.
Noah: Okay. Well, what'd she say -- the ex?
Luke: Well, I told her that I was Lucinda Walshís grandson. And she seemed pretty shocked that he was remarried.
Noah: Well, they are divorced. Maybe they don't speak.
Luke: Well, I asked why they split up. If it was something that Brian -- if he didn't tell her something.
Noah: What, that he was gay? What'd she say?
Luke: She got totally offended and made me feel like a complete jerk.
Noah: Well, what did you expect?
Luke: The truth.
Noah: If they were married and he was gay, she could be really embarrassed. That could mess somebody up.
Luke: I know. I know. But, I really hoped that Carolyn Wheatley was the answer. I hoped she'd back me up, but instead she just makes me feel like --
Noah: Like what?
Luke: Well, let's just say that lately, everyone looks at me like the town drunk, or the town lunatic.
Noah: You know that's not what I think. It's just that lately, you've become obsessed Ė
Brian: Just who the hell do you think you are?
Dani: Why do you want to help Dusty?
Craig: Because I'm a good guy.
Dani: Nope, don't buy it.
Craig: And I want everyone to know.
Dani: That makes more sense. You've got so much baggage. Do you really think that one seemingly selfless act is going to cancel out all that bad karma you've been dragging around?
Craig: You don't seem at all fazed by the black marks on my resume.
Dani: Oh, no. It works for me. I've always liked bad boys.
Craig: I'm reformed.
Dani: Oh, as in this morning? Really? Well, why don't you show me just how good you can be, right here in the park? You can take the girl out of the rain forest.
Craig: My money's on Emily. She's one tough cookie.
Dani: Mmm. Runs in the family.
Craig: No, bad idea.
Dani: That's why I like it.
Craig: Can you understand what they're arguing about?
Dani: I don't have bionic ears, Craig.
Craig: But they're so cute, nonetheless.
Dani: Paul and Em. I just saw her at the station with Dusty, and now she's here with the alleged victim. I wonder what that's about? You know what, we should probably go, because my cousin, she's like, a bloodhound. And if she sees us here, she's not going to let it go until we're front page news.
Craig: I agree. But it's risky for us to go together.
Craig: So, you go ahead, and I'll catch up. And hey -- make sure Dusty stays put.
Dusty: I'm not happy about any of this. I was played for a fool, because I missed my wife so much. I won't forgive Paul for this.
Barbara: And you're basing all of this on Emilyís word?
Dusty: Emily and Paul have an alliance. She does the heavy lifting.
Barbara: Paul is not the man that he used to be. Paul is going to be a father now. He's changed. And I know how many mistakes that he's made in the past, but doesn't he deserve a chance to change his life?
Dusty: Spoken as a loving mother, but it's not reality. I'm sorry.
Barbara: I used to think that you were a member of my family. I see now I was mistaken.
Paul: So, it's not bad enough that Dustyís gunning for me, but now Craig is back in town.
Emily: What? Since when?
Paul: Beats me. He just showed up in my living room. I should've shot the guy.
Emily: No, no, no. You can't just shoot Craig, Paul. You need garlic and a silver bullet. Even then, he rises from the dead.
Paul: I'm starting to feel the same way about Dusty. The guy's like a recurring nightmare.
Paul: He needs to be handled.
Emily: He has been. He's in jail. He can't harm you again.
Paul: Well, he needs to stay there. You're my insurance. Swear to me you're going stick to the story.
Emily: I already have. He tried to get me to turn on you. He begged me to vouch for him. Claim the whole thing was self-defense. I told him to go to hell.
Paul: That must have been hard for you, considering the size of the torch you're carrying for the guy.
Emily: Not anymore. When he ditched me for a two-bit con, the guy doesn't deserve a second chance.
Paul: How do I know you're not going to change your mind the minute he decides to make nice?
Emily: I won't, okay? It was disgusting the way your little friend got to him. He knew that you hired her. He knew the whole thing was a scam, and he falls for her anyway?
Paul: And that's it? That's the last straw?
Emily: The Dusty I cared about had a spine. He seems to have had it surgically removed.
Paul: Ooh. You're bitter.
Emily: Yeah, I guess I am. But that's good for you, isn't it? As long as I stay mad at Dusty, I don't tell the whole world you were behind the whole thing. And Dusty goes down for attempted murder.
Paul: I can't thank you enough. Now, if I can just get Craig out of my life, everything will be okay.
Brian: I knew you had an overactive imagination Luke, but to drag other people into it is unforgivable.
Luke: I don't know what are you talking about.
Brian: Don't play dumb. I have been nothing but kind to you. I covered for you when you were drinking, so you wouldn't upset your family.
Luke: I never asked you to do that.
Brian: But this is how you repay me -- by spying on me? By sneaking around behind my back? By making trouble with people you have no right bothering? What's the matter with you? What are you trying to prove?
Luke: Look, Brian -- I'm really sorry if I upset you --
Brian: Oh, stop it. Carolyn called me. We're divorced, but we're still good friends. We respect each other, which is something you obviously don't understand.
Luke: You are asking me to respect you?
Brian: No, no -- I don't care anymore how you feel about me, Luke. You have crossed the line. I mean, I am sorry that you're having a difficult time --
Luke: Oh, "I'm having a difficult time?"
Brian: And you seem to think you're on some kind of truth crusade, which gives you the right to break all the rules. Well, it's not working, Luke. You got kicked out of school because of it. What's next? Rehab?
Luke: I'm not drinking anymore.
Brian: Thank God for that. Look, I don't understand why you have a problem with me. And maybe it's because you're gay, and I'm not. Or because your boyfriend left you with a broken heart. We have all been there.
Luke: Look --
Brian: It's part of growing up.
Luke: Don't talk down to me.
Brian: Well then, stop acting like a child. And maybe you're just too naive to understand the consequences of what you're doing. But it has to stop.
Luke: You are still acting like you didn't kiss me.
Brian: We have been through that. You misunderstood --
Luke: There is nothing to misunderstand!
Brian: Enough, Luke! This has got to stop. And the next time you want to accuse me --
Luke: Of being gay?
Brian: -- I'm not. So before you go outing me to anyone else again, think about what lives may be ruined because of it. I think we both know who I'm talking about.
Craig: Barbara. Lovely to see you.
Barbara: How is it that you're able to walk the streets of Oakdale unshackled?
Craig: I wish everyone would stop asking me that question.
Barbara: You tried to kill my son. I do believe they still lock people up for attempted murder if I'm not mistaken.
Craig: Well, you are mistaken, as it turns out, because the police decided, rightly so, not to arrest me.
Craig: The authorities decided that I had been dealt me a grave injustice.
Barbara: Injustice? Paul nearly died in that explosion.
Craig: Well, that's not my fault. Sonny boy seems to be prone to near-death experiences.
Barbara: I should shoot you myself.
Craig: No, you wouldn't like prison. The accommodations haven't been improved since the last time you checked in.
Barbara: I've heard enough.
Craig: Yes, I'm sorry. I hear that Paulís little friend got him in trouble with Dusty Donovan.
Barbara: Oh my God, I see it. Now I see it.
Craig: Hallucinating, are we? Or is it just early senility?
Barbara: You brought Josie Driver, or Anderson, or whatever her name is into our lives. You hired her to insinuate herself into my family. And then you filled her head full of private, personal information so that you could turn Paul and Dusty against each other.
Craig: I don't know what you're talking about.
Barbara: Oh yes, you do. You masterminded this entire sadistic plot. You've always been very thorough when it comes to cruelty to my family, but this time, this is truly unforgivable. You won't get away with it. I won't let you.
Craig: Thanks for the info, Barbara. It's exactly what I need.
Luke: I swear I'm not making this up. I don't know what to do. I mean, Brian is making passes at me. Yet, my grandmother is so happy. I think she really loves him.
Noah: It looked that way to me, when I saw them together.
Luke: Yeah! And I don't want to ruin her life. Especially now -- after everything she's been through, with the recurrence and the surgery, the fact that she's doing so well after all of that is -- it's kind of a miracle. And I think a lot of that has to do with Brian.
Noah: Then maybe, you have to let this go.
Luke: I can't, Noah. How can I let her live with a lie?
Brian: I thought you were going to lie down.
Lucinda: Yeah I did. Where did you go?
Brian: I had some business to take care of.
Lucinda: Oh, sure. I know, I'm not your only job.
Brian: You are not a job.
Lucinda: Well, thank you. I certainly wouldn't want to distract you from your business.
Brian: Impossible. You are my first and only priority. Everything else can wait.
Lucinda: Aw gee. How did I ever get so lucky?
Paul: Hey. I'm awake.
Meg: Sorry. Get some rest?
Paul: Yeah, a little bit.
Meg: Okay. Here you go.
Meg: And there you go.
Paul: Thank you.
Meg: So, are you feeling better?
Paul: Yeah. I think those anti-anxiety pills were a pretty good idea. I was really letting the paranoia get the best of me, when --
Meg: There's nothing to worry about.
Meg: Nothing bad is going to happen.
Paul: I take that on faith.
Meg: Yeah, well you can. That's what faith is.
Paul: I have a hard time with that, you know.
Meg: I never said it would be easy.
Paul: How come when you worry, it's normal, and when I worry, it's paranoid?
Meg: Well, I'm justified.
Paul: Oh. You're very precious to me. You'll never know how much I love you.
Meg: Hopefully as much as I love you.
Paul: I want nothing more than to be a good father, a good husband to you.
Meg: You are.
Paul: No -- but I'm trying. I'm getting there. It's just that I'm scared. I know I've only got one shot at this, and I don't want to blow it.
Meg: You don't have to be scared. As long as we're honest with each other, we'll do fine.
Craig: Dusty! May I have just a few moments with Mr. Donovan?
Dusty: No. I don't want to listen to you.
Craig: Well, you should. I know how to get you out of here.
Dusty: Too late. Visiting hours are over. Take me downstairs.
Craig: But I can help you!
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Jack: I will need every allegation I have.
Carly: Because if you don't, I'm going to make you regret this for the rest of your life.
Liberty: $20,000! Hey -- you signed your mom's name.
Alison: It's Mark Vero!
Casey: Come on, just come on --
Mark: Don't, don't, don't, don't! Just stay away from me!
Casey: Are you serious? You want to jump? Jump!
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