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As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 11/17/09
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Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Emma
Luke: Noah, I don't know if you can hear me. I -- I am so sorry that we fought, and I am so sorry that Damian went to the Dean about Mason. And you're right. You're right. I should have -- should have had faith in us. But I was just -- I was so scared. So I need you to wake up for me so I can tell you how sorry I am and so I can tell you how much I love you.
Meg: Hey. How are you holding up?
Luke: I can't stand this. I mean, what is wrong with his aunt? I told her that it was an emergency. Why won't she call me back?
Holden: I don't know, but until we hear from her, there's really nothing we can do.
Bob: I just talked to Dr. Prendergast. He's a neurosurgeon, did my surgery. In my book, there's nobody better.
Holden: Well, that's the best endorsement we could have.
Luke: So, what did he say? What's happening?
Bob: Noah's brain continues to bleed. Unfortunately, if we don't get him to the O.R. soon, we risk the chance of serious damage.
Lily: Are you saying that we should adopt Noah? I mean, is that even possible at his age?
Damian: Why not, Cara? This is a matter of life and death. The right judge will surely understand that.
Lily: But he and Luke -- they'll be brothers.
Damian: Only in name. Cara, listen, if we adopt Noah, then we'll have power of attorney. That way, Luke can make his medical decisions for him. Look, I can't stand by and watch him lose the person he loves the most when -- when I can try to fix it. Say yes, and I'll make the call. Can we do this?
Lily: How can I ever thank you?
Holden: There's something that you both should know. Bob says that Noah is running out of time and that if we don't find his aunt soon that the surgery's not gonna do any good, that we could lose him.
Lily: We -- we don't have to wait for her. Damian and I have come up with another solution. We're gonna adopt Noah. Legally, he'll be our son.
Carly: Yeah, sure.
Craig: What the hell are you doing?
Jack: I got a tip from Interpol that one of the reporters at the station has information on the whereabouts of a federal fugitive, an art thief, among other things.
Lonnie: Oh, really?
Jack: Yeah. Australian guy. Name is Simon Frasier.
Lonnie: Interesting. I'm sorry. You are?
Jack: Agent Jack Snyder.
Lonnie: Jack, I'm Lonnie Quinn. I'm the chief weather caster here at CBS 2 news.
Jack: Really? Well, in that case, this guy's been blowing in the wind for years.
Lonnie: He's blowing in the wind? Weather guy -- that's great.
Jack: You like that? Okay, so, if your reporter's info checks out, then I can finally put this case to bed.
Lonnie: So you want to talk to our reporter?
Jack: Yeah, yeah.
Jack: And any way you can help us out, I'd appreciate it.
Lonnie: Well, I'll see what I can do. That's not warm enough.
Jack: Excuse me?
Lonnie: We -- we got a pretty good-sized cold front blowing in, and -- and you're gonna really want to bundle up if you're heading outside.
Jack: Okay, Lonnie, that's not the help I was looking for. If you can just point me in the direction of your reporter --
Lonnie: Oh, wait, wait, wait. But the reporter's in a meeting right now. I -- I mean, this is the middle of our work day. The weather, the news -- it just doesn't stop for anybody. So why don't you give me the card, and I'll --
Jack: No, all right. I -- I don't have time for that.
[Jack clears throat]
Molly: Back for more, baby?
Jack: Molly Conlon?
Molly: Jack, oh, my God. What are you doing in New York City?
Jack: I can ask you the same, but I think the question is who are you doing?
Molly: It's not what it looked like.
Jack: Relax. I'm not judging you.
Molly: He's married, and it's complicated, obviously. But it's gonna work out soon, which is the only reason I'm willing to put up with these little private "Interviews." I know. You don't approve.
Jack: Molly, no. That's not it at all. Seriously, I just want you to be happy. And if this is the guy to do it --
Lonnie: This is not the guy.
Molly: Lonnie --
Lonnie: Molly, the guy is a jerk. He's like this big nor'easter blowing into your life.
Molly: He -- he's big into weather.
Lonnie: And a little bit of racquetball. But, Molly, come on. You deserve so much better. I've been telling you that all along. And when the cloud coverage breaks on this guy -- Honey, when you see him for what he is --
Molly: I hear you, Lonnie. And you know what? Maybe I should have listened to you. But believe me, I've kissed enough frogs to know the difference.
Jack: No comment.
Lonnie: Do you want me to toss this guy out?
Molly: No. He's okay. He can stay. You can't tell now, but inside, he's a big ball of sunshine.
Lonnie: Yeah, right. Look, I'm, uh -- I'm right here if you need me.
Lonnie: And, pal, like I said, get a warmer jacket. Maybe a cute, little scarf.
Jack: So, I thought you were in L.A. with Abigail. How did you end up in New York?
Molly: Well, Abigail's all grown up, and she has her own life. I wanted to work, and so I put out some feelers, and the station made an offer.
Jack: So you're a reporter again?
Molly: I'm the anchor, thank you very much. Best move I ever made. So that's me. Now, what about you?
Carly: What are you doing here?
Craig: Trying to keep you from making a big mistake. How much have you had to drink?
Carly: How many have I had?
Carly: Three. Seltzers.
Carly: Seltzer. If you don't believe me, ask him.
Bartender: Beautiful women never lie.
Craig: In what universe?
Carly: Would you lighten up? I'm not drinking, and I don't need a minder.
Craig: You shouldn't be in a bar. It's too tempting.
Carly: Oh, Craig, wait a minute. You gave the right to weigh in on my decisions when you slept with my sister! W -- we hadn't gotten to that part of the story yet. It gets -- gets really good. Just leave, all right? I'm having a conversation with my friend.
Craig: Guess you're gonna be stuck with a cliff-hanger. Let's go.
Carly: Oh! Go where?
Craig: Oakdale, home, your children. Remember them?
Carly: Yeah, and I'm looking for their father. So leave. You're only gonna slow me down and irritate the hell out of me. How did you find me, anyway?
Craig: I beat it out of your next-door neighbor.
Carly: Oh, that Sandy Lebow's gonna get a piece of my mind when I get home.
Craig: I'm just glad she had the information.
Carly: Of course she had the information! She's watching my children. I'm not off on some bender. I told the kids I'm gonna find their father, and I'm not gonna let them down again.
Craig: Carly, it's not your job. Jack's gonna have to deal with his demons on his own.
Carly: Not this time. Brad's death is too overwhelming.
Craig: You can't save him.
Carly: I don't need saving, okay? So go. I'm not drinking. Look, I'll walk a straight line if it will get you to leave.
Craig: All right, fine. I believe that you're not drinking. But I'm not leaving without you.
Jack: I'm trying to track down Simon Frasier. I heard that you were investigating an art theft he was involved in.
Molly: Is this business or personal?
Jack: What do you mean?
Molly: Well, I know that Simon and Carly had a thing.
Jack: This isn't about Carly. We both -- we moved on a long time ago.
Molly: Just like that?
Jack: Nothing's just like that.
Molly: I hear you. I've moved on, too, but -- the way I left Oakdale still bugs me. I never got to make peace with Lily about Holden. I never got to apologize to you for the accident.
Jack: No, no, please, Molly.
Molly: But if it hasn't been for me --
Jack: Forget it. I am so far beyond laying blame.
Molly: Okay. First you're not judging, and now you're beyond laying blame? Who are you, and what have you done with the real Jack Snyder?
Jack: That's a good question. When you finally answer it, let me know.
Molly: Are you all right?
Jack: I will be, once you show me what you got on Simon Frasier.
Molly: Follow me.
Damian: Look, I should call my lawyer and get this done while surgery's still an option.
Holden: Did you talk to Luke about this, or is this Damian's decision, as usual?
Lily: Holden, this is not a conspiracy. All we're trying to do is give Luke a say in Noah's medical care before it's too late.
Holden: I'm not saying that you shouldn't do it.
Lily: Good, because we wouldn't listen.
Holden: I just think that Luke deserves to be heard. But instead, Damian takes things into his own hands. This is the very thing that got Noah into trouble in the first place.
Lily: We are way beyond that now.
Holden: Lily, just talk to Luke. Before Damian makes a decision, he should see what Luke wants.
Luke: What I want is for you to back off.
Jack: That's it?
Molly: So far. I would give you a copy, but I got it from my source at the FBI.
Jack: Okay, print me off a screen shot after the perp takes the painting and heads out.
Molly: It's Simon.
Jack: Hard to tell. I mean, the guy does a great job of hiding his face. I could guess height and weight, probably a little bit more with enhancement, but that's about it.
Molly: I know, which is why the investigation went nowhere.
Jack: Are you sure this is all you have? Molly, give me your number. If I find him, I'll make sure you get an exclusive. But without more to go on --
Molly: All right. He was seen casing another gallery in Pittsburgh about a month ago. I put a P.I. on it, but the trail went cold.
Jack: He's gonna need to find a private buyer. No way a -- an auction house is gonna take this on.
Molly: I made some calls, but I'm not exactly big on the stolen art buying crowd.
Jack: I'll stay on it.
Molly: I have to go to a press conference. Ride along with me, and we can keep talking. I guarantee it's gonna be interesting.
Emma: So, what brings you all of the way out here?
Rosanna: Well, I know that Jack's away, and Holden's taking care of Luke and Noah. I thought maybe you could use a little help around here.
Emma: Oh. Oh, what a blessed offer. [Rosanna laughs] With everything going on, I just haven't had time to harvest my fall vegetables. And then I have to plant my garlic before the ground freezes. But I'm telling you something. It's a very messy job.
Rosanna: Well, that's okay. I need to get out of my head and get my hands dirty.
Emma: With these pretty fingernails?
Rosanna: Yeah, I know. That's just a sign that I have not been working hard enough. You know, I worked on a communal farm after I got out of the clinic. It was great. It was the best medicine.
Emma: Mm-mm-hmm. Well, manual labor I think is the best remedy for worrywarts like us.
Rosanna: Right. You know, don't you? You heard about me and Craig?
Emma: Yeah. I was a bit surprised.
Rosanna: You know I wouldn't be with him if -- if I didn't think that he changed.
Emma: Well, Rosanna, you are very strong. You're a very, very smart young woman. So I assume that you know what you're doing.
Rosanna: Well, I wouldn't be so sure.
Carly: I can't believe I let you talk me into bringing you here.
Craig: Yeah. Sure ain't the Ritz, is it?
Carly: That's not what I meant. The last thing I need is to be in a hotel room with you alone.
Craig: I'm strictly here on a mission of mercy.
Carly: I don't need rescuing.
Craig: Preventative mercy, then. I'm worried about you. You know, you're the one that told us --
Craig: Told us that what you wanted was to stay home with the kids and make up for lost time. But the first chance you get, you run off on a wild-goose chase.
Carly: What about you? Why are you chasing me all over the country? Don't tell me you're bored with your new flame already.
Craig: My relationship with Rosanna is just fine. It's strong enough to withstand a little time apart.
Carly: Unlike ours.
Craig: That's not what I meant. Rosanna and I trust each other.
Carly: She never could learn from her mistakes. Runs in the family, I guess.
Craig: Which is exactly why you should leave Jack alone and take care of yourself for a change.
Carly: Come on, Craig. You're not here out of concern for me. You want something. So just spit it out. The sooner you do, the sooner I can be rid of you.
Craig: All right. Rosanna and I wouldn't be able to forgive ourselves if you left Oakdale and wound up drunk, facedown in a gutter somewhere because of us.
Carly: That's flattering, especially the gutter part. So you've got yourself a guilty conscience, which you've earned. Tell me something. Does Rosanna know where you are?
Craig: Of course she does. We don't keep secrets. She knows I'm out of town.
Carly: With me?
Craig: What's the difference? We respect each other's privacy.
Carly: Oh, look at you. You're an equal-opportunity liar. Well, that's a relief, because I was beginning to take it personally.
Craig: You're so off-base.
Carly: Why don't you give her a call? Tell Rosanna that you found me and that's we're both safe and sound in my motel.
Carly: Would you like me to dial my sister's number for you?
Craig: Put the phone down, Carly. You're being ridiculous.
Carly: I'm right.
Craig: I'm here because I'm worried about your sobriety.
Carly: Which makes no sense when you can see that I am indeed sober.
Craig: For now. Carly -- I made a promise to you, and I broke it, and I'm guilty of that. And I'm guilty of letting your drinking spin out of control. A better man would have seen it.
Carly: You didn't force alcohol down my throat, Craig.
Craig: You were sick, and I let you down. But I won't abandon you again.
Carly: I'm -- I'm not gonna fall off the wagon 'cause of you. I have more self-respect than that.
Craig: Great. Humor me.
Carly: Forget it. I don't blame you. But I do enjoy watching you suffer. Craig, I've done everything I was supposed to do. I've turned my life around without your help.
Craig: And I give you complete credit for that.
Carly: Okay, well, now I -- I would like you to respect me enough to leave and let me do what I need to do.
Craig: Fair enough. And what's this?
Emma: What about Craig? I mean, if he really loved her, he would have waited for her. You know, Sweetheart, sometimes certain things are just not meant to be. That's all.
Rosanna: I really love my sister. And now she doesn't even want to see me, and -- [Rosanna sighs] Oh, you know, I -- I shouldn't -- I shouldn't say it.
Emma: Say it, say it! What, what, what?
Rosanna: I'm just -- I'm afraid that without me or Craig to take care of her, she's gonna go back to drinking again.
Emma: Rosanna, if Carly is gonna go back to drinking again, there's nothing you or Craig or anybody can do to stop her, even if you try. Now, she loves you, a -- and, you know, I know she's going to reach out to you when she's ready.
Rosanna: You know, you don't have to pretend to like her on my account.
Emma: I wouldn't do that.
Rosanna: Yeah, right. Yeah, I know you wouldn't. That's why I love you so much.
Emma: In Carly's defense, I have to say that she's very devoted to her family. And I know that she'll forgive you -- since you're not a man.
Rosanna: Right. I just -- you know what? I just have a really bad feeling that what goes around comes around.
Jack: So, why am I here?
Molly: It's a press conference for Congressman Silas Whitman. He's gonna make an important announcement. Word is, it's a bombshell.
Jack: Resigning in disgrace?
Molly: It depends on how you look at it. Shh! Just listen.
Spokesman: In the interest of deadlines, I'll cut to the chase and introduce your three-term congressman, Silas Whitman.
Jack: Your married lover's a congressman? No wonder you wanted to keep it a secret.
Molly: Not for much longer. He's about to announce his retirement from politics.
Molly: Right now, Jack. Here -- right here. That's why we're here. As soon as his term is over, he's gonna go back to his law practice, and goodbye, public life.
Jack: And that makes you happy because --
Molly: A lawyer can get a divorce. A congressman cannot.
Jack: Especially not when he's got a girlfriend on the side.
Molly: No. He'd never survive the scandal. But now he can dump his wife for me. This is it, Jack. It's all over. No more sneaking around. No more afternoon "Interviews." This is it. It's finally here. Come on. Shh! Listen, I don't want to miss one word.
Silas: I would like to ask a special lady to join me.
Damian: Have the papers brought into Memorial as soon as they're ready. I'll make sure the front desk knows where to find me. Thank you.
Meg: Have you thought about the consequences of what you're doing?
Damian: There's nothing to think about, Meg. That was my lawyer on the phone. Noah's adoption is completely legal. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to Lily.
Meg: Hey, that's not the only thing that worries me.
Damian: All that matters right now is getting Noah the surgery he needs to survive.
Meg: Okay, a -- and then what? He'll be dependent on the both of you financially and emotionally. Recovery from traumatic brain injury takes a long time, and it's very hard on the family.
Damian: Look, Noah is our son's partner. He's already part of the family.
Meg: What if the truth comes out about your marriage?
Damian: What truth?
Meg: That you married Lily under false pretenses. You knew that Holden might be alive, and you kept that from her. What if she finds out? You're not gonna have a family anymore. And then what happens to Noah?
Damian: You told me Officer Grady went back to Kentucky.
Meg: Yes, he did, but he still knows. And I'm trying to prevent any further heartache down the line.
Damian: No, you're trying to stop me from moving in with Lily. But you can't. It's happening. We're going to take care of the children, including Noah. And what will it take to make you accept that?
Meg: It's a mistake.
Damian: Listen, I don't want to hear any more threats from you. It's petty and selfish.
Damian: Yes, selfish! A life is hanging in the balance. If you care about family as much as you say you do, then for once in your life think about someone other than yourself.
Luke: Noah needs someone to take medical responsibility right now, and I can't do it. So if Mom and Damian want to adopt him -- and I know how weird that sounds -- I'm all for it.
Holden: What about what Noah would want?
Luke: Dad, Noah would want to live.
Damian: All right, my lawyer's making this as simple as possible, bring the paper here to us. If that's what you want, Luciano. This is your decision, son.
Silas: For too long, she has stayed in the background, supporting me.
Molly: Oh, ye of little faith.
Jack: Molly --
Molly: No, its fine, Jack. It's okay. Let me go.
Jack: Who's that?
Molly: His wife.
Jack: You didn't tell me he had little kids.
Molly: They never come to these things.
Silas: Meet my better half, without whom this would not be happening -- my beautiful wife, Patricia, our daughter, Shari, and Silas Jr.
Molly: What is he doing?
Jack: Not what you expected, I take it. Come on, Molly. You don't have to watch this. Let's get out of here.
Molly: No, it's not over yet.
Silas: I'm announcing my candidacy for governor of this great state.
Molly: He said he was gonna retire from public life to be with me.
Jack: What were you wearing when he said that?
Jack: Molly, I'm sorry.
Molly: Oh, my God! Look at that smug, sanctimonious --
Patricia: My husband's going to do wonderful things for New York, and I'll be right there with him, all the way to the governor's mansion.
Molly: I can't believe it. An hour ago, he was making love to me. He swore that he was gonna leave her for me. He called her a "Cold fish."
Jack: I don't know what to tell you, Molly.
Molly: Carly always told me to never let the guy get the upper hand. I never forgot it, but I never listened to it, either. Oh, my God. She'd be laughing her butt off right now --
Jack: I really don't think this is very funny.
Molly: It's not. He's not gonna get away with this.
Jack: Molly, stop. Hey, listen, making a spectacle of yourself isn't gonna help.
Molly: You know what, Jack? I swore off married men when I left Oakdale. I told Silas I wouldn't sleep with him unless he left his wife. Do you know how long he led me on for? Oh, I'm gonna blow them out of the water.
Jack: No, no, no, no, no. Wait. Come on, hey --
Jack: You can't win this.
Molly: I don't care. If I can't, you know what? He can't either.
Jack: Fine. Expose him if you want.
Molly: Oh, I want to.
Jack: But not this way, not when you're this upset.
Molly: No, I'm not leaving here. Silas messed with the wrong woman. I'm gonna make damn sure he knows it.
Carly: Oh, come on, Craig. You use alcohol the same way. It's not a crime.
Craig: I'm not an alcoholic! Carly, you can't drink, not even a little.
Carly: Don't you think I know that? What the hell do you think I was doing in rehab all those months -- arts and crafts?
Craig: Maybe you weren't ready to leave just yet.
Carly: I was ready. And alcohol's everywhere. I don't have to drink it.
Craig: So what happened?
Carly: I dumped the vodka out, and I called my sponsor.
Craig: You didn't drink it? That's good.
Carly: I wanted to. I wanted this little bottle so badly, I felt like I was gonna crawl out of my skin. I am not out of the woods yet, and I don't know that I ever will be.
Craig: I'll help you.
Bob: This isn't easy for me to say.
Luke: Just tell us, Dr. Hughes. Please, we need to know everything, even if it's bad.
Bob: If we don't perform the surgery now, there's a window of opportunity that could close. But I can't give the go-ahead without family consent.
Damian: Well, that won't be a problem anymore, because Lily and I are adopting Noah. We had an attorney drop the papers, and we would consider it a -- a privilege to give our consent.
Craig: What are you doing?
Carly: Well, a girl's got to keep some of her vices.
Craig: Chocolate's not a vice. It's a medicine for the soul.
Carly: Well, I'd say, "Make mine a double," but I ate the other one before you got here.
Craig: Knock yourself out.
Carly: Thank you.
Carly: Thank you.
Spokesman: Next question, and try to keep things entertaining.
Molly: Congressman, I have a question.
Spokesman: On second thought, let's leave things on a light note.
Molly: Congressman Whitman, where were you just before this press conference? If you can't recall, I'd be glad to refresh your memory.
Jack: Molly, this is not the way.
Molly: This isn't over.
Lily: We wouldn't do this if there were any other way.
Holden: No one else has to know that those papers weren't signed when you authorized the surgery, just the people who were here right now. Please, Bob.
Bob: Okay. I'll tell the neuro team to scrub. But this stays between us. Is that understood?
Holden: Thank you.
Luke: Thank you so much, Dad.
Holden: When it's family, we all need to do whatever we can.
Carly: It's pretty good.
Craig: Hmm. So, why are you chasing Jack to the middle of nowhere?
Carly: 'Cause I'm scared. The kids are scared. They've seen me unravel plenty of times, but not their father. I'm the one who messed up. Jack is the rock, you know? But since Brad died, something's broken in him.
Craig: Well, if anything's gonna break you, it's killing your brother.
Carly: That's not funny.
Craig: I wasn't making a joke.
Carly: I know Jack better than anybody, and I know he's in trouble. He's desperate to find a way to make up for what he did to Brad.
Craig: How he thinks he's gonna do that I'd love to know.
Carly: He's trying to find somebody to help Katie.
Carly: First he tried Mike. Mike's married with a kid. Now I think he's looking for Simon.
Craig: Simon Frasier? Oh, oh, that's just what Katie needs.
Carly: She loved him.
Craig: That's not always a recommendation.
Carly: Oh, you're preaching to the choir on that one.
Craig: So Jack's looking for a white knight to save my sister?
Carly: Pretty much, and I'm afraid he's gonna get hurt in the process. The things he's doing, it's like he feels that he doesn't have anything left to lose.
Craig: That's crazy. Janet's an incredible woman. She loves him. He's got the kids -- Emma, all the rest of the Snyders.
Carly: Of course he does. I know that. But Jack is lost. And that man has pulled me back from the brink more times than I can count. I owe him. It's my turn. I have to find him, bring him home.
Molly: I could murder him.
Jack: Whoa! Hey, you can't go around threatening the lives of political candidates.
Molly: I know. I'm sorry for dragging you into this. I guess I just wanted you to see how much I changed, you know? The new and improved me, the better, stronger, more independent -- what a joke.
Jack: Still a fool for love.
Molly: Yeah. Maybe just a fool.
Jack: No. No, you're not. Listen, forget about that guy. Molly, you deserve better.
Molly: Any suggestions?
Jack: Well, you'll meet somebody. But when you do, give me a call. I'll hook him up to a polygraph.
[Knock on door]
Lonnie: Molly? Oh. You're here.
Jack: Like a stationary front.
Lonnie: So much for climate control. Hey, look, we're all set, uh, to go on air. You good?
Molly: I am. I'll see you on set.
Jack: I guess that's my cue to hit the road. Or as Lonnie would say, uh, "While visibility is still good."
Molly: You're leaving me already?
Jack: I got to get to Pittsburgh, Honey. You sure you're gonna be okay?
Molly: Yeah, of course. Go. I'm fine. I have to be. The news at noon must go on, just like every other day in the big city, right?
Jack: Come here. Don't settle.
Craig: So, Jack's off on an emotional bender.
Carly: That's one way to put it.
Craig: It must be so hard to be such a good guy. You screw up, you don't know who the hell you are anymore. Lucky for us, we'll never have that problem.
Carly: Not a chance.
[Cell phone ringing]
Rosanna: Hi. I miss you. When are you coming home?
Craig: Uh, I -- I have something to tell you, Rosanna.
Craig: I'm in South Carolina, with Carly.
Rosanna: South Carolina?
Craig: She, uh -- she came down here to bring Jack home, if and when she finds him. I'm here to do the same thing for her.
Rosanna: Well, good luck with that. How's it working for you?
Craig: Don't be angry. I'm sorry I avoided the truth. I just didn't want to make you worried. But that was a dumb move, 'cause you're probably more worried now than you would have been in the first place. I'm sorry.
Rosanna: That's okay. Just take care of my sister, and, um -- I'll see you soon.
Craig: I love you.
Carly: Go home to her, Craig.
Craig: She's okay with me being here.
Carly: Well, I'm not. You made your choice. It wasn't me. Let me do what I need to do. You go home to my sister.
Lily: Thank you for what you said to Bob. I know it wasn't easy.
Holden: Uh, well, whatever issues I have with Damian, our kids -- they always come first. You should know that.
Lily: I do.
Damian: Listen, Meg -- Meg, they're about to take Noah into surgery.
Meg: This won't take long. What you're doing for Luke and Noah -- it's a wonderful thing. You're saving someone's life, and I'm very grateful. But I think I stuck my foot in it before, and I hope I didn't offend you.
Damian: I'm not offended, okay?
Meg: Prove it.
Lonnie: So, for tomorrow, your high temperature, about 52 degrees. At night, we're gonna drop you down to 40. So you are looking at a 12-degree temperature change. Kind of chilly, but its average for this time of year. Just bundle up and stay warm. I'm Lonnie Quinn for CBS 2 weather. Molly, over to you.
Molly: Thank you, Lonnie. The slumping economy has both raised the demand for help for the local food banks and decreased the number of donations they normally receive this time of year. Thanksgiving's coming, folks. So while you're doing your holiday grocery shopping, throw a little something extra in the cart for someone less fortunate. Next, I was supposed to report on this morning's surprise announcement from Congressman Silas Whitman. He's running for governor. Yeah, working hard to pass himself off as the "Family values candidate" when, in fact, he's been having an illicit affair with a certain New York City anchorwoman. That would be me, Molly Conlon.
Wayne: What the hell is she doing?
Lonnie: I -- I don't know. We got to get up there. We got to stop her. She's about to bring a tropical depression down on herself.
Wayne: Is that bad?
Lonnie: Y -- yeah, it's really bad.
Molly: Whitman is a liar, a cheat, and a hypocrite of the worst kind. And if you don't believe me, I'd be happy to furnish videotape proof. Oh, and you know what? It's not pg-13, folks, so if you have small children watching, you might want to send them into the next room to play. Roll tape, please.
Wayne: Go to commercial. Get off my set, Conlon. You're fired.
Molly: What? Why me? Whitman's the one with the problem. The people have the right to know the truth.
Lonnie: Boss, look, she's -- she's got a point.
Molly: Thank you, Lonnie. Yeah, that's what the news is supposed to do, Wayne.
Wayne: You want news? I'll have security drag you out of here by force.
Molly: Why am I being punished for just doing my job?
Craig: I missed you.
Rosanna: Thanks. Me too.
Craig: Okay, here it is. I, uh -- I'm sorry I didn't tell you the whole truth. It's just that I'm not used to considering someone else when I do something.
Rosanna: It's okay. We'll just have to work on that, then.
Craig: Forgive me?
Rosanna: Come on. You told the truth, Craig. You just, uh -- were a bit delayed.
Craig: Yeah. This honesty thing is kind of tricky, but I -- I'll get the hang of it.
Rosanna: I know you will. Craig --
Craig: Boy, you are mad, aren't you?
Rosanna: No, no, no, no. Come on. Give me -- give me a chance. This is -- this is a good thing. I, um -- I think so, anyway.
Rosanna: Um -- while you were gone, I, um -- I saw Emma. We -- we hung out a little bit.
Craig: Emma -- oh, boy.
Rosanna: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Let me -- let me finish. Um, so, we talked, and, um -- you know, now that everything's out in the open and, uh, Carly knows the truth about us, and we don't have to hide anymore -- I mean, I know I said I didn't want to live with you before. But now, I was thinking, um -- you know, we love each other, right? And -- and we're committed. I mean, you know, why don't we just get married? [Rosanna laughs] Please say something.
Craig: You're right. There's no reason to wait. Let's -- let's do it. Let's get married.
Molly: How dare you drag me off the desk in the middle of a broadcast, Wayne. I was just doing my job, reporting the truth. You can fire me, fine, but you can't shut me up, because I know plenty about Silas Whitman. And before I'm done, every person in New York is gonna have exactly what they need to cast their vote against them.
Wayne: Leave now voluntarily or I'm calling the cops.
[Cell phone ringing]
Carly: Jack, where are you. I've been looking everywhere.
Jack: I'm fine, but you need to come to New York. Your cousin Molly's in trouble.
Carly: What's the address? I'm on my way. Got it.
On the next "As the World Turns" --
Casey: Are you dating that guy I saw you with the other day?
Mick: Come with me. If I'm wrong, I won't interfere again, I promise.
Molly: Jack was right. You do need me. But where are you guys?
Jack: Whoa, whoa!
Molly: Aah! Oh, my God, Jack!
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