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As The World Turns Transcript Monday 1/25/10
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Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Emma
Bob: Are you okay?
Kim: Yeah, I think I'm fine. I'm all right.
Casey: I'm gonna call 911.
Kim: Honey, that's not necessary.
Casey: Hi, yes. I'm at Memorial hospital parking garage. There's been an accident. Uh, one -- there's gonna be two soon.
Casey: Hey, lay off the horn!
Bob: I'm gonna take you inside and have you checked out.
Bob: Don't argue with me. I almost lost you a few months ago. I'm not gonna take a chance.
Kim: Oh. Why is he doing that?
Luke: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where the hell do you think you're going?
Reid: To the airport.
Luke: You just hit someone! She could be hurt. She's the chief of staff's wife.
Reid: Then they'll run a hundred tests she doesn't need for free and confirm what I can already see from here. She's fine. Now get out of my way.
Luke: No, you are not going anywhere.
Nurse: What can I do for you, Sweetie?
Noah: Dr. Oliver isn't interested in performing surgery on me, so I just need to get out of here.
Nurse: Okay. I'll tell your boyfriend as soon as he gets back.
Noah: Oh, no, no. I'm not gonna wait for Luke. If you could just give me whatever forms I need to sign and call a cab for me, I'd really appreciate it. Okay.
Reid: What are you gonna do, string me up in the town square?
Luke: Look, you caused an accident, you could have seriously injured her, you almost wrecked my car, and all you're worried about is catching your flight?
Reid: You know, the whole reason this accident happened is because of you.
Luke: Oh, you think this is my fault?
Reid: You kidnapped me, you flew me out here on your daddy's jet, chained me to your boyfriend's side to perform a surgery most people I treat wait over a year for. So, yeah, this is your fault.
Kim: Luke, Honey, let him go. It's not worth it. It's just my neck is a little --?
Reid: See, there you go. One good day at a spa. It'll be like nothing happened.
Luke: Officer, this man hit her car and now he's trying to leave the scene of an accident.
Reid: Oh, for the love of God.
Police officer: You can pray on your own time, Pal. License and registration, please.
Reid: Do me a favor. Could you just pull out your gun and shoot me?
Carly: Cut it out. So he kissed you. He's going back to Janet. Time to move on. To the past. To the future that will never be.
Janet: Okay. My daughter and I will be there. Thank you so much. Oh, do you need me to send over her records? All right. Thank you. Bye-bye. They've already got Liberty's records.
Dusty: Oh, I had Dr. Hearn send them over ahead of time.
Janet: You've gone above and beyond, Dusty.
Dusty: I just made a few calls. That's all.
Janet: And got us plane tickets for the appointments. I could never thank you enough.
Dusty: You really need to be there for Liberty. Jack's got to be there for both of you.
Janet: He will be. He is. And that you're a part of the reason this is all happening after we --
Dusty: I'm happy for you.
Reid: Look, Officer Fife, or whatever your name is, I'm really sorry about this whole mess. I'm a neurosurgeon. That means I operate on brains. Okay. I'm based in Dallas. I have to catch a plane to get back to my patients, people who actually need me.
Police officer: License and registration.
Reid: Give him the registration.
Police officer: Whose car is this?
Luke: Well, it's mine, but he was driving.
Police officer: You leant it to him?
Luke: No, no. I told him that he couldn't borrow it, but he snatched the keys and he took it anyway, which is basically stealing.
Reid: Wait just a damn min-- I didn't steal your car. You knew exactly where I was going.
Luke: Without my permission.
Reid: I don't need permission. I'm trying to catch a flight. Seriously? You're giving me a ticket?
Luke: Oh, that looks like a summons to me.
Reid: Oh, you forgot to add littering. I don't have time for this.
Police officer: Too bad, 'cause now you're under arrest.
Reid: My lawyer is gonna have your job.
Bob: What does it say?
Luke: Driving with an expired license, operating a stolen vehicle, attempting to leave the scene of an accident, and --
All: Resisting arrest.
Luke: Noah, it's me.
Noah: Luke, I know it's you. I can button my own shirt.
Luke: Well, I know you can, but --
Noah: I said no! I may be blind, but are you deaf? Just -- stop hovering.
Luke: Okay. Well, something happened to my car. I'll explain on the way, but we have to get a cab.
Noah: I already told the nurse to call me a cab.
Luke: Well, all right. Then let's get going.
Noah: No. I told her to call me a cab, Luke, not us. I'm -- I just need to get out of here.
Noah: And I need to get away from you.
Carly: Jack. Oh, beautiful.
Craig: Isn't it?
Carly: What are you doing here, Craig? Did you follow me?
Craig: No. I saw your car on the side of the road up there, so I got worried, apparently for good reason.
Carly: I'm fine.
Craig: You're fine?
Craig: Drinking beer in the freezing cold in the middle of the afternoon.
Carly: I'm not drinking beer.
Craig: Oh. You're holding it for someone, then? Let me guess -- Jack?
Carly: Would you please mind your business?
Craig: The last I saw you, I got the whole "Things are gonna work out for me and Jack this time for sure" speech.
Carly: Well, Liberty's sick and Jack is with his wife, and that's already more than I wanted to tell you.
Craig: I see. Jack got a case of family obligation, so you've decided to trash your life all over again?
Carly: Oh, sit on it, Craig. It's one beer. I hardly consider that trashing my life.
Craig: What do you consider it, then, a mistake? A slip?
Carly: You know what? I don't need your advice or your judgments.
Craig: I don't want to give them to you, either. Trust me, I went down that road once before with you. I already know it's a dead end.
Carly: Well, then why don't you turn around and walk away?
Craig: You want to wallow in your own misery? You want to throw away your sobriety? Go right ahead. You know what? It's not my problem, and for the first time, I can say that that's a relief. I am done.
Carly: You're done?
Craig: I'm done.
Carly: With me?
Craig: With you.
Carly: Then why did you come down here when you saw my car? That's what I thought. You're not done with me at all.
Janet: Where did you go?
Jack: I was getting some air. What's going on here?
Janet: Oh, I was just thanking Dusty. He did an amazing thing for us.
Jack: For us?
Janet: Yes. He contacted some cancer specialists in New York City. He got us plane tickets to go and a hotel room to stay in so that we could be with Liberty.
Jack: In New York?
Janet: Isn't that amazing?
Jack: You did all that?
Dusty: I just made a few calls.
Janet: A few calls? You contacted the best oncologist. She is gonna get the best treatment because of you.
Jack: I don't know what to say.
Janet: And, so, I was just thanking him for the three of us.
Jack: Yeah. Well, Janet's right. That's an incredible gesture, Dusty.
Janet: So, do you think you can get some time off?
Jack: Sure, yeah. I appreciate it, really. Thank you.
Dusty: Don't mention it.
Jack: Not every boss would do this for an employee, you know?
Dusty: I want Liberty to get better.
Janet: We all do.
Dusty: In fact, I have some more information for you in the car if you want to walk me out.
Dusty: Good luck. Okay.
Jack: "Okay" what? I thought you said the stuff was in your car.
Dusty: We need to get a few things straight. I know what you almost did today.
Jack: I'm sorry?
Dusty: Planning on leaving Janet, going back to Carly.
Jack: Who told you that?
Dusty: Doesn't matter. I see that you've changed your mind, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out why.
Jack: Listen, I appreciate you going out of your way to help Janet and Liberty, but my marriage, Dusty, is none of your business.
Dusty: You think I'm here 'cause I like to talk, Jack?
Jack: Listen, you're walking a thin line here, Pal, considering you kissed my wife not too long ago, so maybe you should stay out of it.
Dusty: I don't want Janet to ever know that you considered going back to Carly.
Jack: Listen to me, I made my decision. I'm here.
Dusty: Then be here. Don't be miles away. She picks up on it.
Jack: Anything else?
Dusty: Yeah, she trusts you. She's counting on you. You got to deliver.
Janet: So, I have some good news for once.
Janet: We are going to New York.
Liberty: Really? Mom, that's great.
Janet: I thought you'd be happy.
Liberty: I'll get to talk to the F.I.T. admissions people in person.
Liberty: And see if they can work with us on the applications after everything that's happened.
Janet: What are you talking about?
Liberty: What are you talking about? Why else would we be going to New York right now?
Janet: Baby, you're sick.
Liberty: Yeah, so -- okay, why would you want to take a trip with me?
Janet: To see specialists there. Oh, I'm sorry, Sweetheart. You misunderstood.
Liberty: You want to go to New York just to talk to doctors?
Liberty: Forget it. I'm not going, Mom.
Luke: Noah, I know that this is really frustrating, but I think it would help if you didn't take everything out on me.
Noah: I'm just trying to be honest, Luke.
Luke: And honest is saying that you want to get away from me.
Noah: Luke, Dr. Oliver was it. He was my last chance of being able to see again, and it's gone.
Luke: He was an arrogant, selfish jerk, Noah, and I refuse to believe that he is the only doctor in the world that can perform this operation.
Noah: Just stop it, Luke!
Luke: Stop what? Stop what, Noah? What am I doing that is so wrong? I'm just trying to help. Why can't you see --?
Noah: Why can't I what? Why can't I see that? That's what you were going to say, right? "Why can't I see that?"
Luke: That's not -- that's not what I meant. I'm just -- I'm trying to help.
Noah: You know, your way of helping is taking me back to your mommy's house and giving me tea and cookies and making sure my socks match for the rest of my life!
Luke: You know what? Can we not do this right now?
Noah: Don't tell me how I feel! Don't tell me what to feel! I'm the one whose eyes don't work anymore, okay? Not you. You have no idea what I'm going through, how I feel, the kind of disappointment that I'm feeling right now, 'cause the one doctor I thought could help me stormed out of here, and mostly because he can't stand to be around you.
Luke: Okay. Now, how can you turn this around on me, like this is all my fault?
Noah: This is just what I'm stuck with.
Luke: Well, I know you think that -- that I feel stuck, too, but I don't.
Noah: Please, Luke. Don't -- don't tell me that I'm the same Noah you fell in love with, because I'm not. I know I'm not. And you know what? That is what matters most.
Luke: Noah. You can't really believe that my feelings have changed for you just because you can't see?
Noah: I know things have changed for me.
Luke: What does that mean? Does that mean that your feelings for me have changed?
Kim: Honey, Honey. It's still ticking.
Bob: Humor me.
Kim: Oh, I wish you had a sense of humor about this. It was a fender-bender. I'm not hurt at all.
Bob: It was traumatic. I love you, and you have a heart condition, and don't think you can talk me out of an EKG.
Kim: You ordered an EKG?
Bob: Of course I did. Listen to your doctor. He knows best.
Kim: Well, considering you control my discharge papers, I would love to have an EKG.
Bob: Thank you.
Kim: You're welcome. Oh, this is all so ridiculous. I mean, do you honestly think that the police are gonna charge Dr. Oliver for everything that he's been accused of?
Bob: That's possible. I was amazed at his attitude after he crashed Luke's car into yours.
Kim: Well, you've got a point. He's definitely single-minded.
Bob: He's a jerk, but a talented jerk.
Kim: Oh, unlike my perfect husband. I know, I know. I told you I didn't want you to dote on me, but I have to admit, it's kind of lovely.
Bob: You could have been hurt seriously.
Kim: I know. I know I could have.
Bob: I got to go check on the tests I ordered for you.
Kim: Tests? Plural?
Bob: Get some rest.
Carly: If you're so done with me, then why didn't you just keep going when you saw my car? Why did you feel compelled to come down here and look for me?
Craig: Because we used to love each other. We used to have a business together. We used to have a life together. So, sue me if I'm still concerned about your welfare, which, given the fact that you're standing next to a large body of water with a six-pack of beer, is kind of in question here.
Carly: I had one sip. One.
Craig: And you know that's one sip too many.
Carly: Okay. Wow. What do you know? I can still make a mistake. There, I said it. Are you happy?
Craig: Well, this isn't about what makes me happy. You know, I can't say I was in love with the idea of you going back to the Jack Snyder well of pain, but since that apparently isn't happening, I can understand why you might feel lost.
Carly: I am not lost.
Craig: Carly, you need something else to put your energy into, to keep you busy.
Carly: You mean something other than Jack? Like what? Like going back into business with you? That is the last thing I need.
Craig: Yeah, I know. When I offered that branch, you practically broke it over your knee.
Carly: Oh, come on. You suggested restarting Monte Carlo. What did you expect?
Craig: That you might see an opportunity and jump at it.
Carly: Well, you -- you're right in that. I do need to work in that -- this and that. It's definitely a recipe for disaster.
Craig: So what do you think?
Carly: You'd really be in to restarting Monte Carlo?
Craig: [Sighs] Are you saying that you want to work with me again?
Carly: Well, what I'm saying is that if I decide -- if I decide to come up with a new line, I'll need somebody to run the back office. It may as well be you. Hey, come on! You got me to go back into business with you, Craig. Revel in it! It's your big day! So, are you in?
Craig: On one condition.
Liberty: How many doctors do I have to see? They're all gonna say the same thing.
Janet: Sweetheart, this isn't about diagnosis anymore. This is about treatment options.
Liberty: Yeah, but they said what I have to do -- chemo. I don't know what other options I have.
Janet: No, no, no. It's not that simple, Sweetheart.
Liberty: I know!
Janet: Listen, we're just gonna go to New York, we're gonna talk to the different doctors, and then the three of us will get a better idea of where we want to go with this.
Liberty: The three of us?
Janet: Yes. You, me, and Jack.
Liberty: Jack? Mom, since when? He was just sleeping on his ex-wife's couch.
Janet: He's back now.
Janet: We decided that if we want to fight for our marriage, we need to do it and make it work. We love each other, Liberty.
Liberty: Does he love you, Mom, really? Or does he just feel bad for you because I have leukemia?
Janet: Jack --
Jack: No, it's okay. I don't blame you for feeling you this way, Liberty.
Liberty: Well, is it true? Am I right? Did you come back because I'm sick?
Janet: Jack didn't come back because of you.
Jack: Your mother didn't even tell me at first that you were sick.
Janet: He came back on his own, Liberty.
Jack: I know -- I know I haven't been myself since your dad died. We all know that.
Liberty: So is this your way of making it up to us, because you've been gone for so long?
Jack: No, I don't think I could ever really make it up, Liberty. And I know it's no excuse for not being here for the two of you. But I -- I am now.
Liberty: Oh, for how long?
Janet: Oh, Liberty, please.
Jack: Liberty, the most important thing to me right now is being back in this house and taking care of you both.
Liberty: Okay. I just don't feel like hopping from doctor to doctor in New York is -- is gonna do anything.
Jack: Well, it doesn't -- it doesn't have to be just about that. We're in New York, we can do New York things.
Liberty: Yay. We can see a show?
Jack: We can do whatever you want, if you can stand being with me.
Liberty: I guess I can.
Jack: Would you care to test that theory?
Jack: I don't know. Maybe see if you can stand to look at me over a meal.
Jack: Big burger.
Liberty: Extra cheese.
Jack: Stack of fries.
Liberty: I want a shake.
Jack: You got it. You in?
Janet: Oh, I'm in.
Liberty: There's just one rule you guys got to promise me.
Liberty: No leukemia talk, please.
Carly: I just went from reaming you out to agreeing to go back into business with you, and you have a condition?
Craig: You bet I do.
Carly: All right. What is it?
Craig: I'm not kidding about this.
Carly: Just say it, Craig.
Craig: Carly, I spent months trying to save you from yourself when you were drinking, and as you recall, it almost didn't work.
Carly: I recall.
Craig: Having said that, I wonder how much of that six-pack you would have gone through if I hadn't gotten there when I did.
Craig: No, you wait, Carly. I swear, if I see you take a drink or a sip, if I see you even looking at a glass that has anything stronger than ice cubes in it, I swear the deal is off.
Carly: I'm not gonna drink.
Craig: But you did, just now. Now, whether that's the beginning of a real backslide or just a little misstep that you can self-correct, that will make the difference between whether or not we can work together. I need you to hear me on this, Carly. I mean it.
Carly: I hear you.
Craig: I won't be your policeman, and I won't be your enabler. If you drink, I will walk, and I don't care what it costs me, financially or otherwise. Okay? I won't go through this again.
Carly: Someone will find the rest of these and drink them. It's not littering if it's a donation.
Craig: So I have your word?
Carly: You have my word.
Carly: I'm gonna get some coffee.
Craig: Good idea.
Carly: And then I'm gonna go to a meeting.
Craig: Even better. And as for the two of us working together again --
Craig: When we're hitting on all cylinders, we make a great team, Carly. You stick to the plan, you won't regret it.
Carly: Well, I wish I was as sure about that part as you are. Oh, and, Craig, don't let this go to your head or anything, but thank you for stopping and for reminding me that I have nothing if I don't have my sobriety.
Carly: Like I said though, don't let it go to your head.
Noah: Luke, I lost my sight. How can things be the same between us?
Luke: Well, I know that things have changed. But you and me --
Noah: No, they've changed because of it.
Luke: But we don't have to.
Noah: Yes, we do! You want me to be the same, but I am not the same!
Luke: Why? 'Cause you can't see how good-looking I am anymore?
Luke: Noah, there is no way that I can know what you're going through, and I hate that you're going through it. And you say that -- that nothing will ever be the same, and -- and you're right. A lot of it won't be. But this -- us -- we're the same. You are still the same wonderful guy that I want to spend the rest of my life with. Do you hear what I'm saying, Noah? Do you hear what I'm so desperately trying to tell you?
Noah: I hear you.
Noah: I just wish I could believe you even half as much as you believe yourself.
Judge: Seems you've run into some trouble in Oakdale, Dr. Oliver.
Reid: What I've run into is a confederacy of idiots -- lots and lots of idiots, with a couple of jerks sprinkled in. Your doctors went to clown college. Your cops are dumber than rocks. And that's a -- that's a medical diagnosis. I didn't steal any car, okay? All I was trying to do was to get to the airport so that I could get back to Dallas. I was strong-armed into coming here by one Luke Snyder, who was one of the jerks that I mentioned. When I didn't agree to operate on his boyfriend, he had me arrested and detained. And now whatever chance I have of getting on a flight today is ruined. So look, I'd appreciate it if you could just save us both a lot of aggravation. Let me have my cell phone back so I can at least try to book a seat on the next flight out of this town that -- time forgot.
Judge: Are you telling the court you're leaving Oakdale, Dr. Oliver?
Reid: As fast as I possibly can, your honor. Yes, if I could flap my wings and bust through your ceiling, already be on my way.
Judge: You realize you've just told me you're a flight risk?
Reid: Are you kidding me? Where am I? What is this horrible rabbit hole that I've fallen down?
Judge: You're remanded into custody until trial next month.
Reid: Next month? Are you out of your mind? You can't do that.
Bob: Your honor, may I approach the bench?
Dusty: I was just enjoying my own quality time.
Craig: No one should ever drink alone. Whatever he's having. If you behave, I'll buy another.
Dusty: What an honor.
Craig: Well, aren't we cranky?
Dusty: I guess 'cause you're not.
Craig: What do we drink to?
Dusty: I don't need a reason to drink.
Craig: I do. I'm celebrating -- for a change.
Jack: Liberty, how's your burger?
Liberty: Oh, it's fine. It's fine.
Janet: What, you're not hungry?
Liberty: Not really. And not for the reason that you think.
Janet: Well, what is -- what's the reason?
Liberty: I ordered my meal exactly like Dad would have. I -- I don't like my burger cooked like this. I like a chocolate shake and not vanilla.
Jack: You know, we can reorder. She has pull here.
Liberty: No, it's okay. It's okay. I -- I don't -- I don't know why I did it. It's really weird though, huh?
Jack: Actually, not at all.
Janet: Makes you feel closer to him.
Liberty: I've just been thinking about him a lot lately, and I don't really know why.
Jack: Uh, do you know why your father never ordered or put hot sauce on anything?
Jack: Because one time, I dared him to drink it out of the bottle.
Janet: Ew! Gosh, that's sadistic.
Jack: I did, yes. That's probably why I did it.
Liberty: Did he drink it?
Jack: Please. Have you ever known your father to turn down a dare, ever?
Janet: Oh, man.
Liberty: Poor guy. What happened?
Jack: Well, he did something -- [Retches]
Jack: Then he threatened me a couple times. "Damn you, Jack!"
Carly: Hi, Liberty. How are you doing?
Liberty: Hi, Carly. I'm fine. How's Parker?
Carly: Oh, he's good, too. He's just waiting for his leg to heal.
Carly: I'm just here getting him some food.
Jack: Getting tired of peanut-butter sandwiches?
Carly: I just want to let you know, Liberty, that if you still want some help with your portfolio for F.I.T. --
Janet: Oh, that's okay, Carly. It's not necessary.
Carly: Okay. Well, if you need anything -- be well.
Liberty: Thank you. Thanks, really. Thank you.
Janet: I think Mindy's in the kitchen today. I'm gonna -- I'm gonna go say hi.
Jack: Yeah, sure.
Liberty: Well, that was fun.
Craig: Come on. Don't you want to know why I'm in such a good mood?
Dusty: Why would it matter to me?
Craig: Yeah, good point. I'll let you in on a secret.
Dusty: Please don't.
Craig: Carly and Jack are not getting back together.
Dusty: That's why you're in such a good mood? You don't know about Liberty's illness?
Craig: Her what?
Dusty: You don't know? Liberty has leukemia.
Craig: Dusty, that's not even remotely funny.
Dusty: I know.
Craig: You're serious? Is she gonna be okay?
Dusty: I hope so.
Craig: Phew. Janet needs Jack now.
Dusty: Yep. She sure does.
Bob: Curt, Kim was behind the wheel of the car that Dr. Oliver struck.
Reid: "Curt"? You two know each other? What am I saying? Of course you do.
Bob: She's gonna be all right. Uh, it was scary at the time.
Reid: Let me guess. You both belong to the same country club. Or no, your wives play bridge together.
Bob: In spite of the fact that my wife was involved in the wreck --
Reid: Your wife is fine. It wasn't a wreck. It was a little fender bender. You're trying to make this sound worse than it is.
Bob: Doctor, why don't you do yourself a favor and keep your mouth shut? If I were you, I would throw him in a cell and leave him there, but that would be a great disservice to patients that might benefit from him enormous skill, which unfortunately is in direct proportion to his enormous ego. This is what I would suggest -- that you release him into my recognizance.
Bob: He can practice with me at the hospital under my guidance until his trial.
Reid: Can I still choose jail? Or how about a firing squad?
Judge: He's all yours, Bob.
Bob: You find me at the hospital, and we'll work out a schedule. You can thank me later.
Jack: You know, maybe there's a concert with some band you like playing in New York while we're there.
Liberty: Yeah, Jack, you can stop now. My mom's gone, and I know the only reason you came back to us is because I'm sick.
Jack: Liberty --
Liberty: I know it's true, really. And I -- and I know she does somewhere deep down inside of her.
Jack: Okay. I love your mother. That has not changed.
Liberty: Yes, it has. She changed it without even trying.
Jack: Okay, no, Liberty, that's -- [Jack sighs] Look, you said you've been thinking a lot about your dad lately, and that makes sense, 'cause I know you wish that he was the one here, helping you through what you're about to endure, him and your mom, not me. But I am here, and I am gonna help you through this, not because it's what your father would want, because I love you.
Liberty: What makes you think that you helping me is gonna do me any good, hmm?
Jack: It's doing me good. It's doing your mother good. And maybe in time you'll see that it's -- it's gonna do you some good, too.
Carly: Oh, J -- Janet, I thought -- aren't you in there?
Janet: I came out here to talk to you.
Janet: You said that if -- if I never needed your help, all I had to do was ask. So I'm -- I'm asking.
Carly: What do you need?
Janet: I need you to stay out of Jack's life. Unless it's about the kids or something, I need you to leave him alone, because I need him. My family's in crisis, Carly. My daughter's life is in danger. She has -- she has cancer, leukemia.
Carly: I'm so sorry, Janet. I'm so sorry.
Janet: And I really -- I need Jack to help us get through this.
Carly: I know. I totally understand that.
Janet: Do you? Because I am scared to death. I could lose my little girl, and I don't even know how to deal with the thought of that. So I don't know how to do it by myself.
Carly: Hey, hey. You don't have to. You have Jack. Liberty will be okay. Jack won't let either of you down.
Kim: You're not serious? You're not gonna take responsibility for this guy?
Bob: Dr. Reid Oliver is a pompous blowhard, but he is not a criminal, and I can use his skills around here.
Kim: And you want to teach him a lesson. Oh! It's not like you don't have enough pressure, right?
Bob: I can use him on the staff.
Kim: Oh! He's your hostage.
Bob: Remember how Chris and I used to go around about, uh -- well, he would say that the way I practiced medicine was old-fashioned?
Kim: Well, I wish I could forget how many times you two went around on that one.
Bob: Well, getting Oliver here is a real coup, no matter how I managed to do it.
Kim: He is gonna drive you so crazy. You know how you hate these hot dogs that cut out and don't have any time for their patients. I mean, you heard how he spoke to Noah.
Bob: Bedside manner is teachable. Genius is a little harder to come by.
Kim: All this because a neurosurgeon just nicked my car.
Bob: Listen. He gave us a chance to hang out today. I call that win-win. [Laughs]
Luke: Just let me fill this out, and we will get you out of here in a minute.
Noah: Luke, you know I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life in your mom's house.
Luke: Yeah, well, with any luck, neither will I. Look, I know we had to give up the apartment, but we'll get another one when we're ready.
Reid: Are you proud of yourself, Mr. Snyder?
Noah: Dr. Oliver? I thought you went back to Dallas.
Reid: Oh, did you not tell your boyfriend about your little stunt?
Luke: Well, I didn't have time. Uh, Dr. Oliver had a little accident.
Reid: Thanks to you, I am now stuck in Oakhell for a month. Do you realize how many surgeries I'm gonna have to postpone back in Dallas? Do you care that people might die?
Luke: Well, I'm sure they've got you covered. And if you need a surgery fix, Noah's still here for you.
Reid: If you actually think that I would still even consider --
Luke: Well, you know, we do have your cell phone number. So we'll call you for a consultation.
Carly: Janet, I'm not in the middle of your marriage. Jack is with you, not me.
Janet: I need to know that that's true.
Carly: It's true for me.
Janet: For Jack?
Carly: Yeah, it's true for him.
Janet: 'Cause I'm fighting for my daughter's life.
Carly: I know that.
Janet: I can't fight you, too.
Carly: You don't -- you don't have to. The only thing that -- that Jack and I have in common now are -- are the children. You don't have anything to worry about from me.
Jack: You're tough, Liberty. Boy, you -- you've had to deal with more at your age than anyone I know. It's just another test. You're gonna pass it with flying colors.
Liberty: You don't know that.
Jack: No, I do. I think you're amazing and brave, and I know that your father would be very proud of you.
Liberty: I miss him.
Jack: I know.
Liberty: I know that you miss him, too.
Jack: Thank you for saying that.
Liberty: [Sighs] I'm counting on you to keep my mom sane, okay?
Jack: Listen, even when she starts nagging you, please, just try to go easy on her, because you know where it's coming from.
Liberty: Her heart.
Jack: The deepest part, all right?
Janet: What did I miss?
Jack: Wow. You were gone a while.
Janet: Well, it took a little longer than I thought. Liberty Louisa Ciccone, you still have not touched that burger.
Liberty: All right. I -- want pie. What can I say?
Liberty: Want some pie.
Jack: I want pie, too.
Janet: You're not helping.
Jack: Its fruit.
Liberty: [Laughs] Its fruit, yeah. I need something from the fruit group.
Janet: You guys planned this, didn't you?
Liberty: You know, actually, we did not.
Jack: But it's working.
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Barbara: And he's never going to leave Emily's side while she's supposedly sick. So why don't you just wake her up?
Paul: Who are you?
Emily: [Groans] Paul.
Alison: I feel safe here, Casey, like nothing can get me.
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