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As The World Turns Transcript Tuesday 12/15/09
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Provided By Eric
Proofread By Emma
Jack: I thought you were leaving.
Carly: I don't know what to wear.
Jack: Why not choose one of these?
Carly: You think you could be more specific?
Jack: [Laughs] Oh, no. I know how this works. Whichever one I like, you'll get mad at me for not liking the others.
Carly: That sort of thing only happens when you're married.
Jack: Okay. Well, in that case, that one.
Carly: Why? No, I'm just curious.
Jack: You're gonna be with Rosanna tonight, right?
Carly: Yeah, well, it is her bachelorette party.
Jack: Well, that one goes with my bulletproof vest.
Carly: [Chuckles] Good idea. So, how goes the job hunt?
Jack: Seems like whatever website I search, the only openings are for mall cops. Maybe I should stick to fashion consulting. So you're really gonna go through with this, huh?
Carly: Well, it was my idea. I'm the hostess. I don't have much of a choice.
Jack: Maybe you should hire me to work security.
Carly: Now, why would I give that job to a fashion consultant?
Molly: Hey. Oh, sorry to interrupt.
Jack: You didn't.
Carly: You're not. What?
Molly: I don't know. You tell me.
Rosanna: I know it's ridiculous for me to be excited about something like this at this point in my life.
Craig: It's not ridiculous. You deserve a party.
Rosanna: Well, I don't know about that, but I am going to enjoy it. And you don't have to worry.
Craig: I'm not.
Rosanna: And you don't have to lie about that, either.
Craig: I just don't know where Carly's head is right now.
Rosanna: Well, I think she's, you know, fine. She's had to take a little time, but I think she's happy for us.
Craig: I sure hope so.
Rosanna: What about you? You've been very hush-hush about your plans for this evening.
Craig: Oh, well, I just -- I don't know what the guys have in store, that's all.
Rosanna: Oh. Well, as long as it's not some tawdry last minute of freedom sort of thing, I guess I'm okay with it. Who are these guys, anyway?
Craig: Oh, it's no one you know -- some new friends since we've been together.
Rosanna: Oh, all right. Well, you better be good.
Craig: Don't you worry. The only freedom I want is to be with you.
Janet: This is a bachelorette party, and we don't want the food to take away from Rosanna.
Teri: Well, it's not just a bachelorette party. We want these women to come back and have big, expensive meals.
Janet: Not all of them.
Teri: Hey, is there gonna be a problem?
Janet: Not from me.
Teri: I know you and Carly went head-to-head a few times about Jack, so --
Janet: Hey, listen. It'll be okay, all right? If you're worried about a fight, you should keep your eye on Carly and Rosanna.
Teri: Well, I mean, if she's hosting the party, I think they've probably set aside their issues.
Janet: Honey, you don't know these Oakdale families. They make the Fanuccis seem like a gardening club.
Teri: Okay, well, we will just keep the food coming. People can't fight when they're eating.
Janet: Oh, tell that to the Fanuccis. Hi.
Dusty: What's all this?
Janet: We are having our very first private party tonight.
Teri: Rosanna Cabot's bachelorette.
Dusty: Forget it. That marriage is not gonna be celebrated in my club.
Mick: Emily's cell count and hormone levels are normal. The treatment's working, which is good news for all of us.
Paul: I get that. What I don't get is why we can't just do this in a hospital.
Mick: I know it's a little unconventional.
Paul: You joking? All that's missing is lightning and a guy with a hump in a bell tower.
Emily: Will you stop already?
Mick: That is why Alison is here -- to put your mind at ease.
Paul: Okay, and how about it, Alison? Is your mind at ease?
Alison: Everything's being done by the book.
Barbara: I knew I would find you here. You were supposed to be at my place over half an hour ago.
Emily: Take a number.
Barbara: I'm already late for another appointment. Maybe I could just get my injection and be on my merry way?
Emily: You can wait your turn.
Paul: You know what? Why don't you let my mom jump in, and you and I, we can go finish our Christmas shopping?
Emily: No, we already did it. Oh.
Paul: No, actually, you know what? I thought of some things that I'd still like to get for Eliza. Please?
Emily: Okay. Will you promise you'll be here when I get back?
Mick: I don't mind waiting.
Emily: Thanks. Barbara.
Mick: Oh, Alison. Would you set up another tray for me?
Mick: Alone again.
Molly: So you are really throwing Rosanna a bachelorette party?
Molly: Oh, you're a better woman than I am.
Carly: Oh, come on, Molly. It's not like she's got a ton of friends to do it for her. Just please tell me that you're coming.
Molly: Really? Okay, fine. All right. But I want it noted that I'm going under duress.
Jack: As it should be. All right. I'm out of here. Have fun.
Carly: Oh, hey, -- so, are you gonna talk to Janet?
Carly: Can you think of a better time?
Jack: Have a great time, ladies.
Molly: Jack? On your couch? Do you know what a bad idea that is?
Carly: [Sighs] It's just until he gets back together with his wife.
Molly: Or until he finds his way upstairs?
Carly: We should get going.
Molly: I thought you were changing.
Carly: I'm good the way I am.
Molly: You didn't answer my question. You and Jack?
Carly: Listen to me. I want Jack to get back together with Janet.
Molly: Uh-huh. And you want Rosanna to be happy with Craig. Since when do you want to try to make everybody happy but yourself?
Carly: There's this concept that they were talking about in rehab -- giving is getting.
Molly: So you gave your fiancé to your sister?
Carly: No, I think in that case -- she took him.
Molly: Hmm. And you're all right with that?
Carly: Well, why would I even want a man who would cheat on me with my sister?
Molly: I am not saying that you should be trying to win Craig back.
Carly: Good. 'Cause that's the last thing I want.
Molly: I'm just saying that I don't think you need to make yourself front and center at their wedding.
Carly: I'm doing it for Rosanna. She's family. I would do it for you.
Molly: Yeah, well, I wouldn't steal your man -- again.
Carly: She wants me there.
Molly: Why? Carly, to rub your nose in it?
Carly: No. Because she loves Craig. And she wants to share that. Come on. We gotta get out of here. I don't want to be late.
Molly: Yeah, right. Wouldn't want to ruin Rosanna's big party.
Janet: Hey, you can't cancel the party. It's just about to start.
Dusty: Watch me.
Janet: Okay, I know you don't like Craig, but --
Dusty: The guy stole my son.
Janet: It's a bachelorette party. He probably won't even be here.
Janet: Well, I mean, he could possibly show up. And it's kind of tradition.
Dusty: You want to know one of my traditions? He steps in my club, and I'll break his foot.
Teri: Do you have to make this personal? We're just trying to grow our business.
Dusty: Which I own, by the way.
Janet: Yeah, which you placed in very capable hands. So why don't you take the night off?
Dusty: I'm going to.
Rosanna: Don't worry. He's not here.
Rosanna: He's going out to his bachelor party with his friends.
Dusty: He has friends?
Janet: Well, Rosanna. Don't you look lovely! Come here.
Teri: Yes, she does. A shame you can't stay, Dusty.
Janet: Hey, look at the menu that Theresa prepared. It's fantastic.
Teri: I'm gonna be in the kitchen if you need me.
Janet: Okay, okay.
Rosanna: Wow, you know, I heard that you were -- you were working here now.
Janet: Yes. I'm managing the place.
Rosanna: Wow, that's great. I just -- I'm kind of surprised that you're gonna be here tonight.
Janet: Oh, well, you know, I want everything to be perfect for you, so --
Rosanna: I appreciate that. I really do. But you know my sister is gonna be here.
Janet: And I am very happy that you two have gotten past your differences.
Rosanna: So am I. But you know that's not what I meant.
Janet: Rosanna, don't worry about it, okay? You just have a great time.
Rosanna: I will. [Chuckles] Why should Craig and the boys have all the fun?
[Craig sighs deeply]
Craig: Let's make this one a double.
Alison: Here you go.
Mick: Why are you looking at me like that?
Alison: I'm just trying to figure you out.
Mick: I confuse you?
Alison: You're not an easy person to follow.
Mick: How so?
Alison: Well, first you tell me you don't want me to observe your work, and then you just suddenly changed your mind.
Mick: Should I not have done that?
Alison: No, just -- I'm curious why you did.
Mick: Well, I had some time to think about it, and I realize that Paul is basically funding my research, so I should probably do whatever I could to reassure him.
Barbara: Nothing reassures Paul.
Mick: I'm beginning to see that.
Barbara: I, on the other hand, have complete faith in you.
Mick: Thank you.
Barbara: Alison, maybe you have someplace to go?
Alison: No, I don't.
Barbara: Oh. Well, maybe you wouldn't mind giving us a moment alone before I have my treatment. I meant what I said. I have complete faith in you.
Mick: Thank you. That means a lot to me.
Barbara: I'm sure it does. Which is also why you're going to tell me the truth.
Mick: About what?
Barbara: About why I found a signet ring in your room with the initials "J.S."
Paul: So, tell Santa what you want.
Emily: Well, I have everything I need.
Paul: Come on. Come here. Our first Christmas together as a married couple, and I really want to do everything I can to make sure that it's special.
Emily: I know.
Paul: You know. Of course you know. Look at you. That's why you have that face. Oh.
Emily: I can't help it. It's gonna be a very special Christmas. I love you so much.
Paul: I love you, too. What do you want for Christmas?
Emily: I don't want anything.
Paul: There's still room in your stocking for jewelry.
Emily: I don't want jewelry.
Paul: All right. So, what do you want?
Emily: You know what I want. I want a baby.
Paul: Okay, well, let's go try and make one.
Emily: [Chuckles] Come on. The treatment's are working. I'm telling you. I feel it. I feel it.
Paul: Yeah, okay, Em. But don't forget the treatments are experimental.
Emily: I know. I know. And if the two of us know anything, it's you don't always get what you wish for. Even on Christmas.
Rosanna: You see, it's perfect! Oh, I'm so glad you're here. And you, too! Thank you. My gosh. Wow. [Laughs]
Teri: Hey, Jan. Do you want to help me in the kitchen?
Janet: Yeah, I'll be right there.
Janet: Hey? Drinks, anyone?
Rosanna: Oh, yeah.
Carly: I didn't know that you'd be working the party.
Janet: Well, I told Rosanna I wanted this to be a very special evening.
Carly: That's why we're here.
Janet: Good. These are called yellow roses.
Molly: Well, that was awkward.
Carly: It'll be fine.
Rosanna: Are you sure?
Molly: All right. Let's all have a drink.
Rosanna: Yeah. [Chuckles]
Molly: To the bride.
Rosanna: Oh. Thank you so much. Oh.
Molly: Are you okay?
Carly: Mm. I know there's no alcohol in here, but just being in here and drinking anything at all brings me back to where I was before rehab.
Molly: You were right to sell the place.
Carly: It's not just the club. My life was very different then. There was the vodka company, and there was --
Carly: That's all in the past. Something they kept talking about at the clinic was accepting what you can't change. That's what I'm doing.
[Ice cubes rattling]
Rosanna: Okay, so, who else is coming? [Chuckles]
Molly: Oh. Emma had to visit Meg. She said to tell you how sorry she was she couldn't make it.
Carly: Margo is stuck at work. And Katie, of course, isn't really ready for a party.
Rosanna: Oh. Well, that's okay. I understand. I mean -- [Inhales deeply] Whoo. I'm sure there's gonna be a lot of no-shows at my wedding, as well. [Chuckles] But you guys are here, you know? And that's all that matters. If other people don't approve of this marriage, well, that's their problem, right? [Chuckles]
Molly: Besides -- you know what? If Carla can accept it, why should anybody else have a problem with it? I didn't mean -- sorry.
Rosanna: No, that's okay. It's okay. I mean, if you really have accepted my marriage to Craig.
Carly: I just realized that this is all crazy.
Rosanna: What's crazy?
Carly: You're my sister. You're getting married. You're promising your life to somebody, which, unfortunately, isn't always a promise that can be kept, but being a sister, that -- that is forever.
Rosanna: So you decided you weren't gonna give me up over something that you weren't sure would last?
Carly: I'm just not sure how much faith I have in any marriage these days. And promising to stay together forever, believing that love can solve all of your problems, it just seems to me like too much can go wrong.
Molly: Amen to that.
Rosanna: Well, I think, you know, we all know that love is not necessarily enough, but without it -- nothing else matters.
Molly: So, is that how you feel about -- you know who? You can't live the rest of your life without him?
Rosanna: Of course. Look, it's the only reason I would have given in to my feelings for Craig knowing what he meant to you.
Carly: Like I said, that's all in the past. So, here's to my sister Rosanna. May she never wish she wasn't married to he who shall not be named.
Molly: [Laughs] Cheers.
Jack: Beer me, please.
Craig: Hello, Jack.
Jack: What are you doing here?
Craig: Oh, I could ask you the same thing.
Jack: Oh, I'm job-hunting. Thank you very much.
Craig: That's a novel approach.
Jack: It can't be worse than anything else I've tried.
Craig: What kind of work are you looking for?
Jack: Oh, something that doesn't require a lot of brains or ethics. Like whatever it is you do.
Dusty: [Laughs] You're here?
Craig: And why is that amusing?
Dusty: Well, 'cause your soon-to-be-wife told me you were at your bachelor party with all your friends. I guess that means you.
Jack: Oh, no, no, no, it doesn't.
Craig: I just stopped off for a drink on my way.
Jack: No, you didn't.
Craig: Believe whatever you want to believe.
Dusty: You couldn't possibly have any friends, Craig.
Craig: And why is that, Dusty?
Dusty: 'Cause nobody trusts you. Nobody's stupid enough.
Jack: Oh, except maybe his fiancée.
Craig: You're both wrong. I am going to a party. And I'm on my way over there right now.
Jack: Okay, then we'll drop you off. We wouldn't want you to drive after your big celebration.
Dusty: Good idea. Where is this party?
Craig: [Sighs] Okay, there is no party. I have no friends. Happy now?
Jack: Okay, you see that? You see that? He's not even married yet and he's already lying to Rosanna.
Craig: You're right. And I'm not gonna do that.
Dusty: It's a little late, don't you think?
Craig: Not at all. I told my fiancée that I was at my bachelor party with my friends. And God help me, here they are.
Paul: You know, I still want to go back to the mall and check out that new toy store.
Emily: What are you talking about? Mick's waiting for us.
Paul: Oh, right.
Emily: What, are you kidding me? You thought you could take me to enough stores, I was gonna forget about my appointment?
Paul: Hand me the bags. Yeah, you know, I was hoping.
Emily: Well, you know what? The treatment's are working. I'm not stopping.
Paul: Okay. Let's go.
Emily: Okay. You know what? Why don't you just drop me off?
Paul: No. No way. I'm not leaving you alone with that witch doctor.
Emily: Oh, will you stop it? Alison's there just like you insisted. And I don't want you there freaking him out while he's working on me.
Paul: I don't think I can freak that guy out.
Emily: Is that what's bothering you? Huh? Does it irritate you that you don't intimidate him?
Paul: Who says I don't intimidate him? Come on. I can be scary.
Paul: I'm scary.
Emily: Oh, yeah. Wow, yeah, you're my tough guy. Why don't you go -- I don't know -- go get a beer or something. I'll be fine.
Paul: Sure, yeah. Okay, a beer. I'll check out the game.
Emily: [Laughs] But just stay out of trouble, okay? I'll see you at home. I love you.
Paul: I love you.
Emily: Mm-mm. Got to go.
Mick: You broke into my room?
Barbara: The housekeeper let me in. I was bringing you a gift. I wanted to write you a note. I was looking for a pen, and I found the ring.
Mick: You should not have been in my room when I wasn't there.
Barbara: Don't change the subject.
Mick: The subject is my privacy, which you invaded.
Barbara: I'm sorry. I'll never do it again. Now, you tell me why you own a ring with the initials "J.S." when yours are "M.D."
Mick: I like to get personal items when I travel. I don't like prepackaged souvenirs. You know, I like something that meant something to someone.
Barbara: So, who was "J.S."?
Mick: I don't know. I got it from a street vendor in Bolivia. It didn't come with a certificate of authenticity.
Barbara: My husband was James Stenbeck.
Mick: One of your husbands.
Barbara: Whose initials were "J.S."
Mick: Unless he spent time being poor on the streets of Bolivia, I don't think it's his ring.
Barbara: I think it's a little bit too much of a coincidence if you ask me.
Mick: Maybe it's fate.
Barbara: Is that what you believe?
Mick: Not really.
Barbara: Then what do you believe in?
Dusty: You want us to throw you a bachelor party?
Craig: No, it's on me. You just have to stay here and pretend to celebrate.
Jack: You realize how pathetic that is?
Craig: Bring my pals here whatever they'd like.
Bartender: Sure thing.
Dusty: Well, if he's buying, give me the best single malt you got.
Jack: Make that two.
Craig: Sounds good. Bring the bottle.
Dusty: You realize the flaw in your plan, right?
Craig: What's that?
Dusty: We both hate you.
Craig: [Chuckles] That's only because when you look at me, you see yourselves.
Jack: Maybe he does.
Craig: Your halo's not a little tarnished these days, Jack?
Jack: Well, I got a long way to go before I sink to your level, Craig.
Dusty: We all do.
Craig: I bet you both I'm not even the worst person in this place.
Dusty: Oh, what of it? I'll take a piece of that action.
Jack: How would you even know what anyone here's done?
Craig: Jack, you've been a cop in this town long enough to know everyone's secrets.
Jack: Okay, you're right. I'm in.
Dusty: What's the bet?
Craig: How about the tab for this wonderful little party?
Jack: Okay, all right. Well, it looks to me like everyone here is a saint. So I think it's safe to run up that tab. What do you say?
Craig: Drink up all you like, my friends. You just lost the bet.
Carly: Oh, that looks great.
Janet: There we go.
Carly: The food is fantastic.
Janet: It's all Theresa.
Carly: Thank you.
Teri: Oh, no, it's not.
Janet: Yes, it is. I'm just here to make sure you have everything you need.
Rosanna: Oh, it's all been perfect so far. Thank you.
Janet: Well, we will be in the kitchen if you need us, okay?
Carly: Wait. Why don't you girls stay? You know Rosanna. Join the party.
Rosanna: Oh, that would be great. I think that's a great idea. There's so much food. There's plenty for everybody. It would sure mean a lot to me.
Janet: Okay. Great. Thank you.
Carly: [Chuckles] There's no reason why we can't all be friends, right?
Janet: Not at all.
Carly: If I can forgive my sister, I can certainly forgive you.
Janet: Forgive me?
Teri: Okay, did everyone --
Janet: For what?
Teri: Try the mahi-mahi?
Molly: Oh, it looks wonderful.
Janet: I mean, I can understand where you would need to forgive Rosanna, but I think you got it backwards with me.
Carly: I'm sorry. Are you saying that I should be apologizing to you?
Janet: Well, I know it's not a word that you're used to using.
Teri: Well, what about another round of drinks?
Carly: I'm the one who brought Jack home for you while you were content to let him lick his wounds and suffer by himself.
Janet: Oh, I see. You did that for me.
Teri: Let's not do this.
Carly: Haven't we got this straight by now? I did not go after Jack for me.
Janet: Then why is he still sleeping at your house?
Carly: On the couch. 'Cause you won't let him come home!
Janet: Oh, I see! So you're just looking out for him. Is that it?
Carly: Somebody has to!
Janet: Really? Rosanna, you better watch out or she'll be looking out for your husband next.
Carly: Craig ain't her husband yet.
Carly: Rosanna, that didn't come out right. I didn't mean it the way it sounded.
Janet: Oh, sounds like she meant every word to me. I should know.
Carly: I have told you enough times. I am trying to get Jack to come home to you.
Janet: Oh, thank you so much.
Molly: Where are those great desserts I've heard so much about?
Teri: Good idea, good idea.
Carly: Look. I'm sorry. Could we return to our truce?
Janet: It's your party. I just work here.
Carly: Ugh! When am I going to learn to shut my big mouth?
Molly: Most likely never.
Rosanna: Don't worry about it. It's okay.
Carly: I can't believe I said that. I'm really sorry.
Rosanna: No, no, no. You don't have to apologize -- to me. Certainly, I mean, nothing you said wasn't true.
Carly: I should know better. I wouldn't want to ruin your party.
Rosanna: Yeah. Look, come on. You didn't, "A," and, "B," it wasn't like I was expecting some girls' night out.
Carly: That's what I wanted it to be.
Rosanna: You know what I want, Carly? I just want us to be able to be honest with each other.
Carly: Me too.
Rosanna: Okay. So, along those lines, it's okay if you're still angry with me, okay? I wish so much that this Craig thing had happened some other way.
Carly: I do, too.
Rosanna: But it means so much to me that you're trying.
Teri: Okay! Desserts.
Molly: Oh. Mmm.
Molly: This looks pretty good.
Carly: I am trying real hard.
Paul: Seriously? A bachelor party?
Dusty: Which Craig is paying for himself.
Paul: That's pathetic.
Jack: Yeah, he lost a little bet.
Paul: No kidding.
Craig: Hey, why don't you join us?
Paul: Because I can't stand you.
Jack: [Chuckles] That's the main qualification.
Dusty: Yeah, consider the guest of honor.
Paul: That's a good point. I'm in.
Craig: Garcon, may we have another glass, please?
Paul: Wow, it looks like you guys have a head start on me.
Jack: Why do you think we're still here?
Paul: Good stuff.
Dusty: Oh, yeah. Only the best when Craigo's flipping the bill.
Jack: Okay, I think it's time that we toasted our guest of honor. What do you say?
Dusty: Why don't you start, Jack?
Jack: Oh, I would be delighted, Dustin. To Craig. May you -- may you have as much happiness as you gave me when you sided with my son against me and gave him control of his trust to defy me and enabled his mother to become a drunk right in front of his eyes. To Craig.
Dusty: To Craig.
Paul: I'll drink to that. Cheers.
Craig: Oh. Thank you, Jack.
Dusty: That was beautiful, Jack. My turn.
Jack: Thank you very much.
Dusty: To the guy who kidnapped his own daughter. She was in love with me. Tampered with my brakes. Tried to kill me. The guy who stole my son. Montgomery!
Craig: I can't tell you. That means a lot to me, Dusty. I'm sure you have something just as heartwarming, Paul.
Paul: I'll do my level best. Let's see. To Craig, who tried to frame me for murder. Who told Meg that she was pregnant with his baby when it turns out she was pregnant with my baby. Oh, and the guy who put a bomb in my car. May you have years and years of matrimonial bliss. May you find every happiness that only you deserve.
Paul: Mazel tov.
Jack and Dusty: Mazel tov.
Craig: Oh, yeah. You know -- mm. I cannot tell you how touched I am by this gracious outpouring of affection. You know, it almost makes me forget how many times you've arrested me. Or that you tried to steal my son and shot me when you couldn't convince my daughter to testify against me. Or that you, Paul -- you still blame me for trying to kill you even though my own sister told you I couldn't possibly have done it. You know, I just want to thank all you for giving me what has to be the most special bachelor party any man ever had.
Dusty: Mazel tov.
Paul: Mazel tov.
Jack: Mazel tov.
Alison: So, Barbara, how do you feel?
Barbara: Never better.
Alison: You do seem to be glowing.
Barbara: Yeah, it's absolutely amazing. And I want to thank you so much for convincing Paul and Emily to back Mick's research.
Alison: Well, maybe you shouldn't thank me until you've had all the treatments.
Barbara: Yes, yes.
Emily: Are you done?
Barbara: He's all yours.
Emily: Wow. I hate to admit it, but she looks fantastic.
Alison: She says she feels better, too.
Emily: This is for real, Ali, isn't it?
Alison: It's still too early, Em. [Chuckles]
Emily: You know, Alison? Sometimes the glass really is half full.
Alison: [Chuckles] Well, that means a lot coming from you.
Mick: Good, you're back.
Emily: Hi. Yeah. You ready for me?
Mick: I think we should do the injection with you lying down. Last time, you got light-headed.
Emily: Right. The bedroom? I'll meet you upstairs?
Alison: You know, maybe we should have a doctor here in case she has an adverse reaction?
Mick: Oh, your sister just gets a little dizzy after the injection sometimes. She'll be fine.
Alison: If anything happens to Emily, Paul will kill you.
Mick: Do I look worried?
Molly: What, more? Are you kidding me? I'm stuffed. I can't.
Teri: That's the idea.
Janet: There you go.
Rosanna: Oh, my gosh.
Teri: Hey, can I get you something?
Carly: Yeah. I think maybe you can.
Janet: You don't want to do that.
Carly: You're right. I don't. Not anymore.
Molly: Oh. You okay?
Carly: Yeah. It's just these phony drinks. They really make me want the real thing.
Rosanna: You don't need the real thing.
Carly: No, I know I don't. I just wish that I knew what it is I do need.
Molly: I can think of something.
Rosanna: For heaven's sake. Molly.
Molly: What? You know it's true. You know it is.
Carly: When has that ever made anything less complicated?
Molly: Never. But it does relieve the tension for a while.
Rosanna: Oh, my goodness. [All laugh] Please. I'm shocked. Maybe we should all just, you know, then call it a night? What do you say?
Carly: Are you sure?
Rosanna: Yes. Oh, please. I'm exhausted and this has just been just wonderful -- so wonderful of you to do this.
Carly: My pleasure. I'm sorry there weren't more people here.
Rosanna: Don't worry about it. This was the party I wanted exactly, okay?
Jack: You two do realize that this marriage is gonna end in disaster, right?
Paul: If you cared for her at all, you'd call the whole thing off.
Jack: Especially since you still have the hots for her sister.
Craig: Thank you all for the support. You know, I admit, I'm not a saint. But at least I'm not sitting around feeling sorry for myself. And I don't tell myself that I don't need anyone else in my life. I want to thank you all for a wonderful night. You know, in 50 years, I'll probably look back on this and smile. Because in 50 years, I'll still be with Rosanna, and you three will still be all alone. Have a good night.
Paul: The guy can't take a joke. [Snickers] I'm not alone. I got a wife and I got a kid. So do you.
Paul: Well, I guess he was talking about you, then, Dusty, wasn't he? [Laughs]
Jack: Come on. I'll let you drive.
Dusty: Why is everybody hitting me?
Alison: Emily said her dizziness is gone.
Mick: Well, she should still rest for an hour or so.
Alison: Yeah, I told her. You know, maybe you should stop the shots until we figure out what is making her dizzy.
Mick: She's fine.
Alison: Oh, my God. Are you okay? What's wrong?
Mick: Oh, nothing.
Alison: Are you dizzy, too?
Mick: No, it's -- it's just a migraine. What are you doing?
Alison: I'm checking your pulse. God, your heart is racing.
Mick: I'm excited that the trials are going so well.
Alison: When's the last time that you've had a full physical?
Mick: I don't have the time.
Alison: You get nosebleeds and now you have migraines?
Mick: It's stress. I'll take it easy when I can.
Alison: Well, you need to make time.
Mick: I will.
Alison: Mick, I'm serious. You should go see a doctor. I mean, if something's wrong --
Mick: Anyone ever tell you that you're a little bit intense?
Alison: I care about my work, too.
Mick: No wonder all your patients love you.
Barbara: I wrote these. I wrote these to James. "I know I'm not one of those elegant, sophisticated women you're used to, but none of them could ever love you like I do. I know you're already promised to marry Enid, so I have to let you go. But I will carry you in my heart forever." Where did this come from? I wrote this to James years ago.
Mick: Where the hell is my key card?
Paul: I need to talk to you.
Mick: I thought you'd be at home sleeping it off.
Paul: Don't do that. I'm not in the mood.
Mick: Is everything all right? Is Emily all right?
Paul: Yeah, Emily's fine. Emily's fine. She's gonna stay that way.
Mick: Yeah, as I told her, her side effects to the injections will diminish over time.
Paul: Well, let's hope you're right. You know, Emily really believes in you. Emily really believes that you're gonna help us have a baby.
Mick: And you don't.
Paul: I was born skeptical.
Mick: Trust me, Paul. Emily will have the child that she wants. You both will.
Paul: Okay. Since you're such a big shot -- no pun intended -- you know a guy named Dr. David Prentice?
Mick: Sure. He's a leading fertility specialist.
Paul: Yes, he is. And I've arranged a meeting with him to go over all of your work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?
Barbara: How the hell did Mick get a hold of these letters to James? Is that how he knows so much about me? Well, I hope he's learned that I believe that turnabout is fair play.
Jack: I'm glad you're still here. You look great. I wanted to ask you something. Would you go to the wedding with me?
Janet: Is that just the booze talking? I heard about the bachelor party.
Jack: No. It's not the booze talking. It's me.
Janet: I didn't think you wanted to go.
Jack: Neither did I. But I would want to go if you'll go with me.
Janet: I'd like that.
Jack: Me, too.
Molly: Hey. I thought you were going home.
Rosanna: I am.
Molly: Are you okay?
Rosanna: Yeah, sure. Molly, you think that I'm making a mistake marrying Craig, don't you?
Molly: I never said that.
Rosanna: Yeah. Well, you know what? You don't have to.
Molly: Look, Rosanna. We've all known Craig a long time, and we all know what he's really like.
Rosanna: Well, you've been gone a long time, Molly. Craig has changed.
Molly: Yeah, but see, nobody changes that much. I guess I just don't understand why you want to give him another chance.
Rosanna: Because sometimes, the past needs to be buried once and for all. I think you of all people should understand that.
Carly: What are you doing here? You're drunk.
Craig: I was at my bachelor party earlier.
Carly: I heard.
Craig: Can I ask you something?
Carly: You should go home.
Craig: Am I good enough for Rosanna?
Carly: You're asking me that?
Craig: Who else knows us both as well as you do?
Carly: You're perfect for each other. Go home.
Craig: No, she's special. She deserves better than me, doesn't she?
Carly: Most people do.
Craig: She deserves to be happy.
Carly: Well, see that she is.
Craig: I want to. I really do. But I don't know how I can make her happy when I can't stop thinking about you.
On the next "As the World Turns" --
Meg: Help me.
Paul: If I have to burn this place to the ground, I'm gonna get you out of here.
Casey: Well, I could --
Barbara: Oh, his name is Mick Dante. I want you to run that for prints and find out if he really is who he says he is and if he's got a record.
Carly: What is it you want me to do?
Craig: Sleep with me.
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