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As The World Turns Transcript Monday 5/4/09
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Provided By Eric
Proofread By Emma
Paul: Meg? Hey.
Paul: Why aren't you dressed?
Meg: What time is it?
Paul: Eliza has her doctor's checkup. Don't tell me you forgot.
Meg: No, no, I've been out of it. I'm sick.
Paul: You were fine at breakfast.
Meg: It just hit me out of nowhere. All of a sudden, I'm achy and congested. Look, would you mind taking Eliza alone?
Paul: No, of course not. Why don't you come with us, and you can talk to the doctor yourself?
Meg: No, look, it's just a cold. There's nothing a doctor can do. I just need to get into bed and get some rest.
Paul: Okay. Are you sure?
Paul: All right, I'll go get Eliza ready.
Lucy: Hey! Did you have fun on your play date after school?
Dusty: He and Steve had a great time.
Lucy: Yeah? What are you looking for?
Johnny: Where's Daddy?
Dusty: Oh, your other dad had to go away for a while. But I've been thinking. How would you like it if I came to stay with you and Lulu?
Dusty: Hmm? You'd be here with all your games and artwork. I'd be able to play with you and tuck you in at night. Would you like that?
Lucy: Sweetie, why don't you go put your stuff away, and go have a snack after that, okay?
Dusty: He didn't seem too excited about my plan.
Lucy: He misses our dad.
Dusty: What's your excuse? Are you tired of me already?
Lucy: Moving in here is kind of huge. Don't you think you should have talked to me first?
Dusty: Yeah, I guess I should have. I figured you'd be okay with it.
Parker: Mom? Mom?
Carly: Hey. I'm right here. I was just doing some laundry.
Carly: Yeah. How was school?
Carly: "Weird" how?
Parker: I just -- I feel like I've been out living this whole life in an alternate universe while my friends just stood still.
Carly: Yeah, I bet. That'll pass. Hey, did they like your new car?
Parker: They love the car.
Carly: And how are your teachers and your coach?
Parker: Well, I've got massive homework, and coach actually gave me an extra hour of batting practice.
Carly: Ooh. Do you feel like it's too much?
Parker: No. No, it's cool. And things are cool with you, right? No one's threatening to haul you off to jail?
Carly: You don't have to worry about me. Craig cleared me.
Parker: Well, he's out now, too, right?
Carly: No, they're still holding him.
Parker: Since last night? Didn't he get a lawyer?
Carly: They haven't officially charged him with anything.
Parker: Well, what are the charges, anyway?
Carly: They think that he was using our vodka shipments as a way to smuggle guns. And there's something else, but I'm sure it won't stick.
Parker: What is it? Mom, tell me.
Carly: One of the dockworkers, the man who was in charge of loading -- he was killed.
Parker: Man. Did Craig do it?
Carly: No. No, I really don't think he did.
Craig: I've had enough of the questions. I've had enough of your stonewalling. I need to get out of here.
Jack: That works for me. Are you ready to plead guilty?
Craig: I didn't do anything, Jack. You obviously don't have enough evidence to charge me, so I demand to be released.
Jack: Actually, the evidence is mounting.
Craig: Good. Use it to go get the real killer/gun runner.
Jack: Coroner pinned down the victim's actual time of death.
Craig: I'll bite. What time did he die?
Jack: You tell me.
Craig: How would I know? I wasn't there.
Jack: Where were you on Friday, April 24th, between 3:00 and 5:00 P.M.?
Craig: 3:00 to 5:00 -- probably with Johnny. He's usually home from school by that -- did you say Friday the 24th, 3:00 to 5:00?
Jack: That's exactly what I said.
Craig: Well, what do you know? Thank you.
Jack: What? What is it? Where were you?
Craig: Not near the docks or your murdered victim, but I have the perfect witness who can vouch for me.
Jack: Someone I'd actually believe?
Craig: In a Tokyo minute.
Jack: Okay, tell me who it is. I'll bring them in.
Craig: Your son. Parker.
Jack: Anyone else who can verify where you were?
Craig: I don't need anyone else. Parker can clear this up with one phone call. Go ahead. Call him.
Jack: I'll have someone else bring you down to your cell.
Craig: Wait a minute. You're not even gonna call Parker and ask him?
Jack: I'm not gonna let you manipulate my son into giving you an alibi for murder! Absolutely not!
Craig: I didn't murder anyone! And Parker can prove it! Now let's just get him down here!
Jack: No, I'm not gonna let you anywhere near my son, Craig! Forget about it!
Craig: You don't like me. And fine, you have plenty of reasons not to, but you have no right to keep me here for a crime I didn't commit.
Jack: All the evidence points to you.
Craig: Parker is my alibi. You're an officer of the law. You're obligated to follow through.
Jack: And I'll get around to it.
Craig: Jack! I'm fighting for my life here!
Jack: Are you saying that -- are you saying that you're desperate, Craig? You're willing to do anything to get these charges dropped? That much I knew.
Craig: I'm telling you I'm innocent. I'm telling you to do your damn job.
Jack: I am not gonna let you blackmail my son like you did countless other people in this town!
Craig: Blackmail Parker? I would never blackmail Parker!
Jack: Oh. Because you suddenly sprouted ethics? Is that it?
Craig: No, because I'm innocent. What could I possibly blackmail that kid for? His life is an open book.
Jack: Yeah, Parker's got a lot people he cares about. He's got Liberty, he's got his little sister. If you threaten them, he'll do anything you tell him to.
Craig: If I was stupid enough to blackmail Parker, you know what he'd do? First thing, he would run to you, because he loves you. He respects you, obviously more than you realize. I wouldn't stand a chance. So can we just drop the power play and get him down here?
Jack: Friday, April 24th, between 3:00 and 5:00 P.M. -- Where were you?
Craig: I already told you. I was in my suite at the Lakeview.
Jack: Anybody else who can put you there -- a maid, a waiter, masseuse?
Jack: Find another alibi, Craig. You're not using my son.
Cop: Lieutenant's on the phone for you, Jack.
Jack: Take him down to his cell.
Craig: If you don't mind, I'd -- I'd like a few minutes to myself, just to consider my options. Maybe we can make a deal.
Jack: That's the best idea you've had all day. Man the door, Hanson.
Cop: Sure thing, Detective.
Parker: What's going to happen to him?
Carly: Oh, I don't know. But it's not for you to worry about. You just focus on yourself. You focus on being 16 and happy.
Parker: Well, you know what makes me pretty happy? Driving my car.
Carly: I bet it does. After your homework. Go.
[Cell phone rings]
Carly: Hey, Jack. What's going on?
Craig: Carly, it's me.
Carly: Oh, Jack's letting you make personal phone calls from the police station now?
Craig: No, he thinks I'm calling my lawyer.
Carly: I think you probably should.
Carly: I need your help.
Carly: Help how?
Craig: I need you to bring Parker down here.
Craig: Because he's my alibi. Carly, are you there?
Carly: Oh, Craig. And just when I was starting to think you might actually be innocent this time.
Craig: I am innocent. I swear I am. And Parker can prove it.
Carly: What's the scam, Craig?
Craig: There is no scam. I just need Parker to tell the truth. Now, can you bring him down here? Carly, what are you thinking?
Carly: That you ought to call that lawyer.
[Door opens and closes]
Paul: I thought you'd be in bed.
Meg: I thought you would have left by now. But you know, this is good, because I forgot to tell you Eliza was rubbing her ear this morning. So if you could get the doctor to check that out, make sure she's not getting an infection.
Paul: Okay. You going somewhere?
Meg: No, of course not. I took a shower to make myself feel better.
Paul: Did you put on perfume?
Meg: Just my usual. [Chuckles] Did I lay it on too strong? My nose is still stuffed up. I can't smell a thing. [Sniffs] Oh, did you get Eliza all dressed up and ready to go? Because if you don't leave soon, you're gonna be late.
Paul: Right. Yeah, I just came up to tell you that we were on our way.
Meg: Okay. Well, give her a kiss for me. I've been trying to avoid her all morning. I don't want her to get my cold.
Paul: Yeah. Well, feel better.
Meg: Thanks. I'll try.
Dusty: There was a legal opportunity for me to get my son back. I had to take it.
Lucy: But doing it this way is --
Dusty: My wife's dying wish was for me to raise that boy properly. I don't want to screw up. What's the problem with me staying here for a while?
Lucy: I'm living here, too, Dusty.
Dusty: Well, if it's about privacy, I can stay on the couch. And I'll pick up after myself. I swear.
Lucy: I'll make sure we have enough linens.
Dusty: All right. I know I've been tough on you. If you want, I can move Johnny into my place, but I don't think it'll be good for him.
Lucy: No, you're right. He's got to get used to this gradually. Maybe it's the best thing.
Dusty: I know you feel guilty about your father taking the rap.
Lucy: Yeah, I do. And if it were anyone else asking me --
Johnny: Can we go get some French fries downstairs?
Dusty: French fries? You bet we can.
Hanson: Didn't you already make your phone call?
Craig: It's my lawyer's receptionist. She's brand new. She cut me off. Had to dial again.
[Cell phone rings]
Craig: Cheryl! No -- no, no, no. It's all right. No need to apologize. First days on the job are always tough.
Carly: Who is Cheryl?
Craig: No, of course I don't mind being put on hold. Just don't cut me off again. We're good. Thanks. Why'd you hang up on me?
Carly: Well, I didn't want you to waste your breath, Craig. I'm not bringing Parker down there.
Craig: Would you just hear me out?
Carly: No. I'm not going to involve him. I'm gonna let you use him like that.
Craig: I'm not trying to use him. I just want him to tell the truth.
Carly: The truth about what?
Craig: That he was in my suite, getting a check for $50,000 at the time Cesar was killed.
Carly: Are you sure?
Craig: Parker blamed me for his life going down the tubes. I tried to cheer him up with a cash incentive, and he went out and bought a car. Jack blew a gasket, and you and I permanently parted ways. Trust me. The whole thing is etched into my psyche.
Carly: Well, did you tell Jack about this?
Craig: Of course I did.
Carly: Well, then why didn't he call Parker?
Craig: Because your ex-husband has it in for me. He's bound and determined to throw the book at me, and Parker's all I've got.
Carly: Well, I'm sorry. But you don't have Parker, after all. Because I'm not bringing him down there, Craig. If you were truly at the hotel, there must be some other way to prove it.
Craig: Not without a lot more trouble and a lot more time than I have. I have to get to Johnny.
Carly: I'm sorry. I just can't involve Parker in more drama. I canít.
Craig: Carly, you're the only one that can help me!
Jack: Well, that's just about it, there, Seymour.
Carly: Who's Seymour?
Craig: Oh, yeah. Just get over here as soon as you can. Thank you.
Meg: Excuse me. Is Dusty Donovan in?
Clerk: I saw him come in a little while ago. Is he expecting you?
Clerk: Would you like me to ring Mr. Donovan's room?
Meg: No, it's all right. I'm not staying. Thank you. [Meg gasps] Hey, Johnny! Look at you! Don't you look happy! Hi, Honey!
Meg: Lucy, how are you?
Lucy: Good, fine.
Meg: So, what have you been up to?
Johnny: My daddy's going to live with me and Lulu.
Meg: Your daddy?
Dusty: He's talking about me.
Meg: Well, that sounds like fun.
Lucy: Hey, you want to go get some French fries?
Dusty: Yeah, we were just gonna get French fries.
Meg: Oh, well, please, go ahead. Don't let me keep you.
Lucy: Oh, no. It's all right. Stay and talk. We'll just be over there. Or come and find us. Or come meet us upstairs, if you want.
Meg: So, you're all living together.
Dusty: Craig got himself into trouble. I applied for custody, and I've got Johnny.
Meg: Looks like you've got Lucy, too.
Dusty: It sounds like who I live with almost matters to you.
Meg: It doesnít. You can live wherever you want.
Dusty: Can I?
Meg: Look, I'm glad you got custody of Johnny. I know what it's like to be without your child.
Dusty: What you sacrifice to get your child back.
Dusty: Is it too much for you?
Meg: Would there ever be anything you wouldn't do to be with your son?
Dusty: I would do what's necessary.
Dusty: I'd explore every option.
Meg: What are you saying?
Dusty: You have options. You have me.
Meg: Don't do this, Dusty.
Dusty: Why do you go out of your way to make yourself miserable?
Meg: I am not miserable. I need to go home.
Dusty: No. What's Paul gonna do if you're not home on time?
Meg: This isn't about Paul.
Dusty: What's he gonna do if he knows you even spoke to me?
Meg: Nothing. He trusts me.
Dusty: You can't stay with him.
Meg: Stop telling me what to do. And stop making assumptions about my life, assumptions about Paul. You don't have a right.
Paul: Oh, come on. Why is this doctor keeping us waiting? Don't look at me like that. It's not my fault. You know what, we'll call -- aw. We'll call your mom and find out. Maybe things have changed.
[Cell phone ringing]
[Cell phone ringing]
Jack: You surprise me, Craig.
Craig: How's that, Jack?
Jack: Well, I expected you to run your usual M.O. lawyer up quick, bail yourself out, pay off 20 people to give you an alibi. Why are you still here?
Craig: I'll tell you why, Jack. Because my son is no longer in my custody. So I can't just "Lawyer up" and bail myself out. I have to prove my innocence.
Jack: Go ahead. Prove it.
Craig: Fine. Call Parker.
Jack: We're done here.
Craig: Do you want him to be subpoenaed Jack? Because as soon as my lawyer gets back from New York, that's exactly the road we're gonna go down. You're just delaying the inevitable.
Jack: And you're delaying going down to lockup. Hanson. Bring him back down to his cell.
Hanson: Yes, Sir.
Craig: You can't hold me here indefinitely without charges, Jack.
Jack: Careful what you wish for.
Craig: Hold on, there, Officer Hanson. Looks like the cavalry just arrived.
Jack: Parker, I want you to go outside and wait in the car, okay, Buddy? I need to talk to your mom.
Carly: No, Parker, please stay where you are.
Jack: I am not gonna let you use our son to save this lowlife.
Carly: Our son is gonna do what you've always taught him to do, Jack. He's gonna tell the truth.
Dusty: Tell me the real reason you're living with Paul.
Dusty: Because you love him.
Meg: That's right.
Dusty: Then why are you here? Who did you come to see?
Meg: No one.
Dusty: You came to the Lakeview to see no one?
Meg: I had an errand to run.
Dusty: What errand?
Meg: I need to get out of here.
Dusty: Did you come to see me?
Meg: To see you? There is nothing left for me with you. You have Lucy and Johnny and a life with them. And I am happy for you. Why can't you be happy for me?
Dusty: I would be, if you were really happy.
Meg: I am.
Jack: How did he do -- how does he do it? How does he talk you into these things?
Carly: Nobody talked me into anything.
Jack: And you fall for it every single time.
Carly: You're investigating a crime. I just found out that Parker might have some information.
Jack: Yeah, you just happened to find out?
Craig: I called her. Since we're being honest.
Jack: And you let him talk you into using our son as an alibi.
Carly: Do you want the truth or don't you?
Jack: Parker, come here for a second. [Jack sighs] On the afternoon of Friday, April 24th, where were you?
Parker: That was the day that Liberty told me that she wanted an annulment. And I was freaking out. And that afternoon, I went over to Craig's place.
Parker: I was mad. And I figured Liberty left me mainly because of stuff that he did.
Jack: And you're sure of the date?
Carly: Oh, of course he is. So are you. It's the day that Craig gave him 50 grand and he went out and bought that stupid car.
Jack: I'd rather hear it from Parker, if you don't mind.
Carly: I don't mind.
Jack: What time did you see Craig?
Parker: Around 3:00, I guess.
Jack: "Around 3:00"? You're not sure?
Craig: Don't badger the boy.
Jack: I can handle it from here, Craig.
Craig: Sorry. Apologies. I'll just be over here.
Jack: Is it possible that you saw Craig before 3:00?
Parker: Yeah. Maybe.
Jack: That gives Craig plenty of time to pay you off, then go down to the docks and take care of Mendoza.
Carly: Or not.
Jack: I've heard enough.
Carly: Oh, so have I. Jack, you gotta stop this.
Carly: Think about what you're doing, Jack.
Jack: I'm investigating a murder, Carly.
Carly: This investigation is turning into something else. It's much more about how you feel about Craig than it is about what really happened.
Jack: What really happened is that guns were being smuggled in crates belonging to Craig's company.
Carly: Well, it's my company, too. I didn't know anything about those guns. Do you believe that?
Carly: Then why can't you believe that Craig didn't know anything about them, either?
Craig: Boy, she makes a good point, doesn't she?
Jack: And on the day that a dockworker was murdered, he just happened to give our son a check for $50,000?
Craig: And you believe that? That I planned for Liberty to dump Parker that day? No offense. And then manipulated him to show up at my suite, out of the blue, to give me a convenient alibi.
Jack: You were his trustee for months. You never gave him a cent. And that just happened to be the day that you suddenly decided to be generous?
Carly: Wait a second. Are you saying that Craig called Parker and told him to show up at a specific time?
Parker: He didnít. I'm not lying, Dad. I swear.
Jack: No, I don't doubt that, Parker. I don't doubt that, just like I don't doubt that Craig manipulated this whole thing just so he'd have a cover story.
Carly: Jack, think this through.
Jack: I have, Carly. Have you? Parker, thank you. Thank you for coming down here, and thank you for being more than honest. I appreciate that, but I really think you need to go home now.
Carly: It's all right, Sweetheart. You take the car. I'll get a cab.
Craig: What's the problem, Jack? You know your son. You know he was telling the truth. How can you ignore a viable alibi?
Carly: It could prove that Craig is innocent. Don't you agree, Jack?
Jack: No, I donít. In fact, I believe, more than ever, that not only was he smuggling those guns, that he did, in fact, kill Cesar Mendoza.
Jack: You just tried to use a 16-year-old to protect yourself, Craig. You're grasping at straws. It's pathetic, really. And it's making you look guiltier than ever.
Dusty: I didn't mean to make you cry.
Meg: I'm not crying.
Dusty: Okay, I get the idea. Watery eyes.
Meg: Look, I have a really bad cold, okay?
Dusty: Oh, mm-hmm.
Meg: I've been sniffling and sneezing all day. And now I don't have any tissues. Thank you.
Dusty: You're welcome. You want me to buy you some vitamin C?
Meg: No. I'm fine now. Thank you.
Dusty: I miss you.
Paul: Well, let's call your mom one more time.
[Cell phone ringing]
Dusty: Maybe you should get that.
Meg: Why should I? It's just Paul.
Dusty: You're right. The less you talk to him, the better.
Meg: I'm not afraid of him. He wouldn't know what was happening under his own nose. He's ridiculous.
Dusty: The ridiculous Mr. Ryan.
Meg: Ridiculous Mr. Ryan. The ridiculous Mr. Ryan.
Nurse: Mr. Ryan? The doctor's ready to see you now.
Meg: I need to get home.
Dusty: I wish that I could help you.
Meg: You did.
Dusty: Where's Johnny?
Lucy: He's in the kitchen with the chef, selecting the dessert.
Dusty: Since when do they let kids do that?
Lucy: Well, my father's always setting up things like that. He's always doing it when -- me and Bryant, when we were little kids. He'd get us into the projection room at the movie or into the observation tower at the airport.
Dusty: You're doing the right thing, Lucy.
Lucy: I'm letting my father sit in jail for something he didn't do. And I put him there.
Dusty: You were smuggling medicine, not guns.
Lucy: Yeah, but it was my fault that the guns were there. It's my fault that Cesar was murdered.
Dusty: Your fault Johnny's with me and not Craig.
Lucy: So what's going on with Meg?
Dusty: Oh, nothing.
Lucy: That way you looked at each other, I mean, that's not what it looked like? I need you to be honest with me, Dusty.
Dusty: I am.
Lucy: But the way you two looked at each other -- I mean, come on.
Dusty: She's going back to Paul. And she's staying there.
Lucy: But you still have feelings for her.
Lucy: Yeah. I guess you can't force her to do something she doesn't want to do.
Dusty: I wonít. Might be smart to forget about her. But I canít.
Lucy: You know what, I'm not in the mood to be down here right now. I'm gonna go get Johnny. We're gonna get that desert to go.
Meg: Hey! You're back. So, how did it go? How's Eliza?
Paul: Doctor says she's perfect.
Meg: Did he check her ears?
Paul: Yeah. No problems anywhere.
Meg: I guess I'm being an overprotective mother. Is she asleep?
Paul: Yeah, I just put her down. How about you? Are you feeling better?
Meg: Not so much.
Paul: I thought you might have gone out.
Meg: Nope. Nope. Still here. I haven't moved at all. [Meg sniffs] You know what -- I'm gonna go check on Eliza, see how she's doing.
Meg: She is still out like a light. But I will turn on the monitor so we can hear her as soon as she wakes up. Are you upset about something? You seem preoccupied.
Paul: My mother wants me to meet some of her buyers in Paris.
Meg: Well, that's wonderful. When would you go?
Paul: Right away.
Meg: How long would you have to be gone for?
Paul: A week.
Meg: Well, what are you waiting for? I mean, Paris in spring, it doesn't get better than that.
Paul: Come with me.
Meg: To Paris?
Paul: Yeah. We'll bring Eliza. It will be like a family vacation.
Meg: Well, I'm not sure. Let me think about it.
Paul: What's there to think about? It's like you said -- Paris in springtime -- what could be better?
Carly: You are so blinded by hatred for Craig that you're willing to twist every fact to implicate him in this murder.
Jack: I'm not twisting anything. Craig set this whole thing up. How can you think he didn't?
Carly: It's sloppy. There was too much left to chance. That's not Craig, and you know it.
Jack: Maybe he finally made some mistakes, Carly.
Carly: Jack. Why would he kill Cesar?
Jack: The poor guy figured out he was smuggling guns.
Carly: Oh, so it wasn't planned then? It just sort of happened?
Carly: Well, then why didn't Craig toss the guns and the body into the bay? Why did he leave all that evidence out there in the open?
Jack: I'm thinking he was interrupted. What the hell is going on here? Since this is your defense, that Craig is too careful of a criminal to leave evidence behind? This is the guy you allow into your home, around our children?
Carly: Oh, you're just not gonna let up, are you?
Jack: Not until you see the man for who he is, Carly!
Carly: I do. I see Craig very clearly.
Jack: He's a bad man! He's a felon.
Carly: Not this time. He didn't do this, Jack. Don't lose sight of who you are because you're mad at him or 'cause you're mad at me. Keep looking for the truth.
Hanson: Jack, we got a problem down in lockup.
Jack: Yeah, I'll take care of it. Keep an eye on Montgomery.
Craig: Make any headway?
Carly: If Jack wasn't the primary on this case, you'd already be out of here.
Craig: I would never have asked you to bring Parker down here if I thought it was gonna turn into a big thing. I'm sorry.
Carly: It's okay. Apology accepted. Tell me how I can help you.
Craig: You still believe me. That's a lot right there.
Carly: Well, as far as Jack is concerned, that's probably a mark against you. Do you still think Dusty set you up?
Craig: It had to be him. You think you can help me prove it?
Carly: I'll try.
Meg: I would love to go to Paris.
Paul: Great. I think it would be great for both of us to get out of town for a little bit.
Meg: But I'm sick. And I don't know if flying would be good with my congestion. And I don't want Eliza to catch anything. So I think it would be best if I just stayed here.
Paul: Some other time, maybe.
Meg: You know, I can make it easier for you.
Paul: Really? How?
Meg: Well, tell me exactly when you want to go and come back, and I will make reservations for your flight and hotel.
Paul: That won't be necessary.
Meg: Oh, don't be silly. I insist.
Lucy: What are you doing?
Dusty: I'm changing my shirt. What does it look like I'm doing?
Lucy: Where's Johnny?
Dusty: Johnny is asleep. I guess he was more tired than hungry.
Lucy: You should put your clothes on.
Dusty: Yeah, I am. Why so squeamish? You're a doctor.
Lucy: Yeah, but I am also a woman who has been intimate with you -- a woman you once claimed to love. How do you manage to keep forgetting that?
Dusty: What's going on with you?
Lucy: You take it all for granted, don't you? You want me to let my father take the rap for that murder, so you assume I'll just play along and do whatever you want me to?
Dusty: Your father's gonna get off.
Lucy: You want to spend more time with Johnny, so you assume I'll do whatever it takes, as long as you're happy.
Dusty: As long as we have Johnny.
Lucy: You want to move in here, but you don't ask. You didn't even tell me! You told Johnny, and you allowed me to overhear.
Dusty: I'm sorry. I'm very sorry for the way I handled that situation.
Lucy: Yeah, you do -- you go out of your way to make sure that I know my place.
Dusty: Your place? Who are you talking to right now?
Lucy: I'm in your life for one reason, to help you with Johnny. That's it. Nothing else.
Dusty: You want more? Is that it?
Lucy: Let's not talk about this right now.
Dusty: I'm not stringing you along.
Lucy: I know that.
Dusty: I'm trying to protect you.
Lucy: Just drop it. You know, and you think I need protection? Okay, I spent years on the road with Johnny and I managed to do just fine without you.
Dusty: Oh, okay. I'm sorry.
Lucy: And I don't want your apologies, either.
Dusty: Then what do you want?
Lucy: Don't you see? I want --
Dusty: It's okay. Just come inside. We'll talk.
Lucy: No, I know exactly what you're gonna say, and I don't want to hear it.
Dusty: Maybe I gave you mixed signals.
Lucy: No, you didnít. I know exactly where I stand. So forget everything I said. I just -- it's a little hard for me right now.
Dusty: Because of me. You're very important to me.
Lucy: But? There's always a "But."
Dusty: Johnny's alone right now. Would you come inside?
Lucy: No, I can't do that. I can't go in there with you and Johnny, acting like a little family.
Dusty: We are.
Lucy: No, Johnny's your son. You know what I am to you, Dusty? A glorified nanny.
Dusty: I don't think of you like that, Lucy.
Lucy: What do you think?
Dusty: We're friends.
Lucy: Friends. Right.
Paul: Meg, look, I have been thinking about this trip --
Meg: No worries. It's all arranged.
Paul: It's all arranged?
Meg: Yep, it was easy. One call to the travel agent, and your flight, your hotel and your car is all set, as promised.
Paul: You did all this? You must be feeling better.
Meg: Well, you know, it comes and goes.
Paul: Yeah, I can see that.
Paul: Still, this is an awful lot to do, I mean, especially if you're not feeling well.
Meg: Well, it made me feel useful.
Paul: Where are you going?
Meg: You need to pack.
Paul: You're gonna pack my bags for me, Meg?
Meg: Well, I'll just sit and keep you company.
Paul: No, you stay here and get some rest.
Meg: No, I'm tired of resting.
Paul: Okay, no, I'm sorry, but I insist.
Meg: You're a bully.
Paul: Come on. Stay here. You stay put.
Paul: What are you doing, Meg? What do you want?
Meg: Well, you're gonna be gone a whole week, and I just thought --
Paul: You thought what?
Meg: Could you just lay with me, just till I fall asleep?
Paul: I got stuff I should really do.
Paul: You made some reservations for me earlier. To Paris, that's right. I need to cancel -- everything.
Dusty: Hey, Champ. What's going on?
Johnny: I'm still hungry.
Dusty: Still hungry? No problem. We got plenty of food. You want me to fix some for you?
Johnny: Where's Lulu?
Dusty: Well, Lulu might not stay with us tonight. It might just be you and me tonight. But that's okay, right, Pal?
Jack: Take Montgomery back down to his cell, please.
Craig: So soon? Before my hand goes completely numb?
Jack: Have a good night, Craig. Try to get comfortable, since you'll probably be here a while.
Craig: I'm not worried. I have the truth and a good friend on my side.
Jack: Really? Which friend is that?
Craig: My attorney. Who'd you think?
Jack: Take him.
Craig: Aren't you gonna wish me sweet dreams?
Craig: Well, I'm going to have them, anyway, dreaming of the moment you have to admit you got this all wrong.
Jack: That's not a dream, Craig. It's a fairy tale. And it ends with "happily never after."
Craig: Never say "Never," Jack.
Carly: Hi. Can I talk to you for a minute?
Lucy: It's kind of a bad time.
Carly: This is important. It might make you feel better.
Lucy: What's this about?
Carly: Your father. I've just come from seeing him.
Lucy: Oh, God. How is he?
Carly: He's holding up okay. Lucy, I believe he's innocent.
Lucy: Yeah, so do I.
Carly: Good, because I think that you and I are the only ones who can get to the bottom of what's really going on. If you help me, I know we can get Craig out of jail and back home with Johnny, where he belongs.
On the next "As the World Turns" --
Kim: I want to shoot you all taking one of the classes at the hospital.
Vienna: Oh, that could be fun.
Brad: Kick that baby right through your gateway!
Henry: Hey, hey, hey, hey! What are you doing to her?
Noah: So, you see yourself with me in ten years, huh? Is that a proposal?
Lily: I don't think me going to New York with you is a good idea.
Damian: Why not? Holden. What a surprise.
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