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As The World Turns Transcript Monday 3/29/10
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Carly: Oh, my God!
Jack: Carly, stay back, please.
Carly: Oh, Dusty, my God! Is he --?
Jack: No, he's alive, he's alive. His pulse is weak. He's lost a lot of blood.
Carly: Well, where is he hurt?
Jack: No, I don't -- I don't want to move him too much till the paramedics get here. But it looks like he's been shot.
Carly: Oh, no.
Jack: Dusty, you've got to stay with me, all right? Listen, can you -- can you grab a tablecloth or a towel or something so I can try to stop the bleeding?
Carly: Here. I'll call 911.
Jack: Thank you very much. This can't be happening again. Not again.
Janet: And, Sweetheart, you are going to help me decorate the nursery for your new little brother or sister. Just think, our very own house Libby Lou. It's -- it's a sign. It's a sign. Everything's gonna be okay. Dreams really do come true.
Craig: Help! Help! Can anybody hear me? Hey, I'm stuck in here! What -- what is with this thing? When did they build this, 1776? Hey! Hello!
[Cell phone rings]
Craig: It's Craig.
Margo: Oh, what did you do now?
Craig: I'm fighting for my life here!
Margo: Excuse me?
Craig: Someone is trying to murder me.
Luke: Dr. Oliver, where's your suit and tie?
Reid: Call me old-fashioned, but I like to operate without them. You know, saves on dry cleaning.
Luke: You forgot, didn't you? We have a meeting with the architect of the new wing today. We have to sign off on the preliminary plans.
Reid: Yeah, let the architect wear the tie. He's the one who has to impress me.
Luke: You can't go to a meeting in scrubs.
Reid: Okay, fine. I'll change my clothes, I'll head over to the Lakeview, and I'll meet the guy.
Luke: Well, I'm going with you.
Reid: Oh, of course. You know, I know how concerned you are about the placement of the stereotaxis system. I mean, tell me, do you prefer the gamma knife or the cyber knife?
Luke: Mm -- I'll let you know.
Reid: I can't wait.
Luke: Look, this meeting is about the entire layout for the new wing, which you couldn't afford without my money.
Reid: Good thing you reminded me.
Luke: Hey, let's not forget, you're the one who asked me to be a part of this, not the other way around. So, I've done my research. I've talked to a few neurosurgeons.
Reid: Like who?
Luke: Well, I'm sure they're inferior to you. But they were civil, so that's an improvement.
Reid: "Civil" doesn't do anybody any good in the O.R.
Luke: Well, this meeting isn't in the O.R., so you're stuck with me. And I have a few suggestions.
Jack: This way.
Carly: Let him work, Jack. What do you think happened? Who would want to shoot Dusty?
Jack: The cash register's open. It could be a robbery gone bad.
Cop: Got a DOA, Detective?
Jack: No. No, they're working on it. The guy's gonna be fine.
Cop: If you say so, Sir.
Jack: Get outside and seal off the perimeter till CSU gets here. I don't want a dozen pair of boots trampling through here, contaminating my crime scene. Go, now!
EMT: This is 51 alpha at the scene. Uh, we'll be transporting a GSW to the head. No exit wound. Uh, massive blood loss. We're gonna need a neuro. Stand by. Over.
Carly: Hey, look at me. He's gonna make it.
Jack: I hope so.
Carly: You just have to keep it together now, you know? Dusty needs us to take care of things for him.
Jack: You think you're gonna be okay to follow him to the hospital? There's something -- important I got to take care of.
Carly: Go, Jack.
Janet: Jack, you don't have to check on me every hour. I am fine, and so is the baby.
Jack: It's not about the baby.
Janet: Is that blood? Jack, what happened? Oh, my God. It's Dusty.
Jack: Okay, Janet, you've got to breathe, all right? Sit down.
Janet: No, no, no, no, no!
Jack: You got -- you got to breathe.
Janet: Jack, is he -- is --
Jack: Dusty's alive.
Janet: Oh, thank God. Oh, thank God. What -- what happened?
Jack: We don't know too much.
Janet: Is he --
Jack: Listen, all we know is that Carly and I, we found him unconscious on the floor of Metro.
Janet: At Metro? Oh, my God. What about Teresa? Is she okay?
Jack: Teri wasn't there. No, we saw Teri before. It was just Dusty. It looks like there was a struggle. Could be a robbery.
Janet: So -- so he hit his head?
Jack: He was shot.
Janet: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. How -- how bad is it? Tell me! Oh, no. No, no!
Jack: Here, listen. Come on, sit down, please. Sit down. Listen, this is Dusty we're talking about.
Jack: It's Dusty. He's tough. If anybody can make it through this, it's him.
Janet: He needs me.
Jack: No. No, I know -- I know what you want to do, but you got to think about the baby right now. We don't even know anything about his condition.
Janet: But, Jack, he's all by himself.
Jack: I know, but they're gonna be working on him for a while.
Janet: He's alone. He needs me.
Jack: Why don't I stay with you, okay? I'll have somebody call us when we know he's stabilized.
Janet: You want me to stay here while the man I am in love with could be fighting for his life.
Jack: Okay. I'll get your coat.
Carly: Excuse me. I'm -- I'm a family friend of Dusty Donovan. In fact, it was my ex-husband and I who found him, and we called the ambulance. Can you tell me how he's doing?
Nurse: There's a bullet fragment that's lodged in Mr. Donovan's skull, and we're trying to reach the neurosurgeon, Dr. Oliver, right now.
Carly: Oh. Okay, well, that's good, right? Because everything I've heard about Dr. Oliver, he's -- he's good.
Carly: Is there anything I can do in the meantime?
Nurse: Uh, well, you could hold on to his personal belongings until his family gets here.
Carly: Yeah. I'll be glad to.
Nurse: Okay. Thanks.
Craig: Hey! Somebody there! Hey. [Craig groans] Thank you. Thank you.
Margo: Are you okay? You're alive!
Craig: Yeah. Lucky to be alive. That hell-evator acted like it was possessed. And that wasn't some -- some sort of a breakdown. That was personal.
Margo: What, did you propose to it and then fall for the escalator instead?
Craig: I'm glad you find this enjoyable.
Margo: Oh, come on, Craig! Elevators get stuck. It's not like it had a personal vendetta against you.
Craig: It wasn't some sort of mechanical failure. Somebody rigged it. And I expect you to find out who.
Margo: Well, I suspect it was the elevator fairies. No, what I really suspect is that the elevator got stuck, you had a panic attack, and then you blamed it on supernatural forces.
Craig: Would you take me more seriously if I told you I have a stalker?
Margo: You? Hi. Lisa, please.
Craig: Don't sound so surprised.
Margo: Well, you -- you never mentioned it. Hello, could you just tell her that the elevator's fixed.
Craig: I am now. Someone broke into my room and stole confidential papers.
Margo: Well, it sounds like they knew what they were after.
Craig: They left my gold cufflinks sitting right on the dresser. So you know what? You might be right.
Margo: Well, Craig, did you ever think that maybe you misplaced it or you left it at the office or maybe housekeeping came in and re-piled it, and now you're hopelessly confused?
Craig: Yeah, except I'm not. Here. Someone left that at Monte Carlo just a few hours ago. Theft, threat, and now the elevator. Now, I may not be super cop, but I just don't think that's a coincidence.
Margo: All right, well, what did you do?
Craig: I nearly fall to my death in there, and you act like it's my fault. What is wrong with you?
Margo: Listen, truly, I don't mean to seem insensitive here.
Craig: No, it just comes naturally.
Margo: But in my experience, if there is a murder or an attempted murder, there's always a motive. And, Craig, throughout the years, you've managed to tick a lot of people off. So it's really just a matter of who's mad enough to want you dead?
Craig: Isn't it your job to find out who that might be?
Margo: Oh, okay. So if OPD is going to pursue this, then we're going to have to know everything, right? We have to have access to your work files, hard drives, financials, phone records -- all of it. No stone unturned, Craig, right?
[Cell phone rings]
Margo: Craig? Come on, do you want my help or don't you?
[Cell phone rings]
Craig: I have to take this. Hello.
Carly: It's me.
Craig: What's wrong?
Carly: I'm at the hospital. There's been an accident.
Craig: What kind of an accident?
Carly: A shooting.
Carly: Dusty's hurt. It's bad.
Craig: How bad?
Carly: I don't know if he's gonna make it. Jack went to tell Janet, and I'm -- I'm waiting here, and the nurse gave me his things to hold on to. Craig, he's got a picture of Johnny on his cell phone. And when I saw it --
Craig: All right, stay put. I'll be right there. Margo --
Margo: Yeah, yeah.
Craig: That was Carly. She told me that Dusty --
Margo: Dusty Donovan. I know. I just got the phone call. I'm on my way to Memorial now.
Craig: I'll go with you.
Margo: Really? Because if you really feel that you're being threatened, I think you need to stay here and give your statement to a detective. It will take a couple of hours, and then we'll start an investigation.
Craig: The thing is about that note, I'm starting to think that -- that really could be just a prank.
Margo: Oh, yeah. And the break-in?
Craig: Thing about that is, you know, I am starting up this new business. I'm working very long hours. I'm not getting a lot of sleep. There's just so much to do. And you know how paranoid I can be.
Margo: Oh, I do.
Craig: Yeah. It could be just my imagination.
Margo: Craig, next time, take the stairs. Let's go.
Reid: A lounge is a waste of valuable space, and we need every inch. Look, if we do this right, we could have the number-one neuro facility in the Midwest. Save the stuffed animals and the video games for the Peds department.
Luke: Have you ever been in the waiting room when somebody you love is being operated on? It's hell. There's nothing to look at. There's nothing to eat or drink. The chairs are uncomfortable. All you can do is stand there and think about the fact that behind those doors, your entire life could be changing, and there's nothing you can do about it. It's awful to feel so powerless.
Reid: They are powerless.
Luke: No. They have to be there for their loved ones.
Reid: If you say so.
Luke: Why don't you get it? If you want this to be a state-of-the-art facility, you need to treat the whole patient, and that includes their support team. It's just basic humanity.
Reid: Well, I'm not giving up lab space so we can provide neck massages and a kissing booth.
Luke: Why does Memorial need another lab, anyway?
Reid: A patient can have all the C.T. scans in the world, but I never know what I'm gonna find inside a skull until I crack it open, see for myself. If it's a tumor, I have to slice off a piece and send it off to the lab so that they can tell me what I'm up against. The longer the brain's exposed, the higher the risk. Therefore, the shorter the distance to the lab --
Luke: We're gonna be late.
[Elevator button clicking]
Luke: And we're stuck. Fabulous.
Reid: Okay, hello! Hey! We're stuck in here!
Luke: You should calm down. I'm sure they know about it.
Reid: Yeah, if I was in Dallas, I'd be sure they knew about it. Here in Oakdale -- [Reid laughs] What's the deal with this alarm thing?
Luke: I don't know. It's land marked.
Reid: The elevator's land marked?
Luke: No, the entire building is land marked. The elevators are temperamental, but they're safe. They get inspected constantly.
Reid: Why do you know all this?
Luke: My mom's part owner of the hotel.
Reid: I should have known. Is there any bit of this town that isn't part of your family's portfolio?
Luke: You know what? I'm not gonna apologize for the fact that my family has money. And you need to remember that it's that same money that's getting this hospital wing off the ground.
Reid: As if you'd let me forget. I can't believe this is happening to me. Hey! Hey, can anybody hear us? There are two people stuck in this elevator! Is anybody out there? God, I knew this town was cursed. Hey, security!
Luke: You're really freaking out.
Reid: A little help would be nice, you know?
Luke: You have a phobia of elevators?
Reid: Oh, don't be ridiculous. I just -- I don't want us to be late for that appointment.
Luke: Well, it's like you said. The architect works for us. He'll wait.
Reid: We'd be there by now if you hadn't started going into all your kumbaya suggestions.
Luke: Dr. Oliver?
Reid: Just leave me alone.
Luke: Wow. You are seriously claustrophobic.
Reid: No, I don't -- I don't, uh, like tight spaces.
Luke: And here I thought you were invincible. Are you scared of spiders, too? [Luke laughs] Okay. Wow, wow. Don't worry. I wouldn't dare of bugging you out. I mean, imagine if this entire elevator started shaking, and then we crashed to the bottom, and then we were crushed by these four walls closing in on us!
Reid: Stop. That's not funny.
Luke: Well, I think it's hilarious. Boom-bada-boom-bada-boom.
Reid: Hey, do you want us to be smashed to pieces? Stop it!
Luke: Wow. For someone with nerves of steel, that was pretty extreme.
Reid: You -- you want me to admit that I'm human? Would that make your day, Mr. Snyder?
Luke: It'd be a start.
Margo: We have to go over to Metro and check out the crime scene. Where's Jack?
Carly: He went to tell Janet.
Craig: I'll stay with Carly. Do what you have to do.
Margo: Okay. Call me if you hear anything.
Craig: Do you want to go down to the cafeteria, get some coffee, anything?
Carly: No. No, I should stay here. I told Jack that I would wait with Dusty until Janet got here.
Craig: Well, at least sit down.
Carly: Thanks. You know, things were just starting to work out. Dusty and Janet bought that house. Jack filed the divorce papers. There was the baby, but we were gonna work that out. Jack and I were finally gonna be together. And now --
Craig: Welcome to my world. If it can go wrong, it will.
Carly: You don't think this is funny, do you?
Craig: No, I don’t. I'm sorry. In a crisis, I tend to make inappropriate remarks. Is that Dusty's phone?
Carly: Yeah. Look.
Craig: Look at that.
Carly: I know.
Craig: I've hated Dusty for years. But Johnny loves him. Thinks the man walks on water.
Carly: You're gonna have to tell him, you know. If you want me to go with you, I'd be happy to talk to him.
Craig: No, not at all. I'm his dad. I'll tell him. But I'm not gonna leave you alone.
Janet: Where is he?
Carly: He said the doctors are -- are still working on him.
Janet: How is he?
Carly: Janet, I don't even know. They -- they said that he needs surgery.
Carly: That's a good thing, 'cause it means whatever's wrong with him, they can fix it.
Janet: I want to see him. When can I see him?
Carly: I don't know the answer to that.
Janet: Well, who knows? Who do I have to ask?
Jack: I'm -- I'm sure the doctors will come out and talk to you as soon as they know something.
Janet: Okay. You're right. You're right. He needs their utmost attention right now.
[Janet clears throat]
Carly: Craig is gonna talk to Johnny and let him know what's happening, okay?
Janet: Please tell Johnny how much Dusty loves him.
Craig: I will. I'm sorry, Janet.
Janet: Excuse me. I'm Dusty Donovan’s fiancée. I'd like to see him, please.
Nurse: Oh, I'm sorry. He's being prepped for surgery.
Carly: Is Dr. Oliver here?
Janet: No, you don't understand. I'm his fiancée. Please, I need to see him before you take him into surgery. What if something happens? Please, please, just -- just a few minutes. Hi. It's me. I don't know if you can hear me, but I hope you can. I have never met anyone like you. To volunteer to raise another man's child -- do you know how rare that is? And only you would go out with a crazy, mixed-up, pregnant lady with a sick kid. I want to live in that house with you, Dusty. It's a beautiful house, and I love everything about it, even that ugly chandelier in the hallway. But you promised me that we were gonna swing from it the day we moved in, and I'm gonna hold you to that promise. I want to be your wife. I love you, Dusty, and I need you. We all do.
Jack: Where the hell is this guy, Oliver? Am I gonna have to drag him off a golf course?
Carly: The nurse keeps paging him. She swears he's gonna be here.
Carly: I don't have any answers today, Jack.
Jack: Well, I can't just sit around here doing nothing.
Carly: It's up to the doctors now, isn't it? All we can do is wait.
Jack: No, no. If I can't help Dusty, then I'm gonna find this guy who did it to him. And when I do, I swear to God, Carly!
Carly: Jack, come on. You can't leave like this, right? You have to calm down.
Jack: Calm down? Are you -- are you calm?
Carly: No, I'm not, but I'm not carrying a gun, am I? You don't want to make a mistake.
Jack: Don't you mean make another mistake?
Carly: That's not what I'm saying.
Jack: I appreciate what you're doing here, Carly, but I -- I can't stay here doing nothing. I got to help Janet and the baby, and then I got to find the guy who did this to Brad.
Carly: What? Did you hear what you just said?
Jack: It's a slip of the tongue. It doesn't mean anything.
Carly: You're upset. You're confusing things. Dusty was shot today, not Brad.
Jack: I know that!
Carly: Do you? This has nothing to do with your brother, and it is not gonna end the same way.
Jack: I -- I know it's not brad in there. I do. Dusty was shot. Took a bullet in the head. God, what are the odds he's gonna survive something like that? I mean, phew. What if he's brain-damaged and can't walk and talk, or he's on life support, Carly?
Carly: I don't know. I just think this cannot be happening to us now, not when we were finally gonna have some peace.
Jack: I couldn't love you any more than I already do.
Carly: I feel the same way.
Jack: Something always happens to tear us apart.
Carly: Not this.
Jack: Maybe we're cursed.
Carly: Don't say that. We're not. Look at me. We're not. We're here. We're here together, even after all the times that we messed things up. That's got to mean something.
Jack: Yeah, that you're stubborn and maybe I'm just -- I'm just a fool.
Carly: Don't say that. You're all I have to hold on to, Jack. I'd be lost without you.
Jack: True north.
Carly: Yeah. True north. Things are bad right now. Janet's gonna need help, and I sure as heck am no hero, so you're gonna have to step up.
Jack: No, I'm no hero.
Carly: Then fake it, for her.
Jack: Thank you.
Carly: For what?
Jack: For talking me down. I'm not gonna fall apart, I promise.
Carly: I never doubted that for an instant. Hey. How is he?
Janet: They're taking him in to surgery.
Carly: So Dr. Oliver's here then. 'Cause I've -- I've heard really good things about him.
Janet: He's not. He's not here yet.
Carly: He -- he will be.
Janet: He looks so pale.
Jack: Yeah. That's 'cause he -- he lost a lot of blood. But they wouldn't have operated if he was too weak to survive the surgery.
Janet: Who did this?
Jack: No idea.
Janet: Will you find him for me, Jack? Will you do that, please?
Jack: It's a promise.
Reid: This is gonna be great -- water-cooler material back at the foundation, huh? Evil neurosurgeon who cracks up in confined spaces.
Luke: Why would I tell anyone that?
Luke: Is that the hospital?
Reid: Yes. 911. Neuro trauma. Hell, I got to get out of here.
Luke: Hey, hey, hey. You got to take care of your hands if you want to use them to save someone's life.
Reid: If we don't get out of here soon, it might be too late.
Luke: Don't freak out again.
Reid: Okay, fine. Yeah, no problem.
Luke: All right, um, Dr. Oliver, you -- you need to focus. Um, think about some place that you like, some place that makes you feel safe.
Reid: Where did you pick up this load of crap? Magazines at your dentist office?
Luke: Well, does it matter if it works?
Reid: You know, it's just bogus pop psychology.
Luke: Well, do you have anything better to do, like put your fists through the wall and ruin your career forever?
Reid: Yeah, not to mention ruin your mom's elevator.
Luke: Aw, don't worry. You'd get the bill. You know how stingy we rich people are.
Reid: Okay, okay. I -- I have a place.
Luke: Okay, well, what is it? Doctor, what is the place you're thinking of?
Reid: It's the brain.
Reid: Well, if I told you it was this green meadow with tadpoles and dancing cows, you'd know I was lying.
Luke: Well, is it any brain in particular?
Reid: I don't know. Each one's different. They're all amazing, though. Has this tangled mass of gray spaghetti. It's totally alien. It's not much to look at to the naked eye, but it makes us walk and talk, think, remember, smell, love. It produced the Sistine chapel and chocolate, theory of relativity, "Godfather" parts 1 and 2. Not so sure about 3. What?
Luke: It's working.
Reid: Yeah, okay. Yeah, I feel better.
Reid: Oh, thank you.
Worker: Is everybody okay in here?
Luke: Oh, yeah, we're fine, thank you.
Reid: All right. Just tell the architect we're gonna have to reschedule.
Craig: Maybe I am paranoid.
Margo: Maybe it was a robbery. Maybe Donovan walked in on the guy. He's not the type of guy to let someone steal money from him.
Jack: Yeah, or maybe it was staged.
Margo: Why do -- why do you say that?
Jack: Who robs a restaurant at the beginning of the night?
Cop: Chief, we found something on a security tape.
Margo: Oh, please let this be easy.
Luke: Dr. Oliver, this is Dusty's fiancée, Janet Snyder.
Luke: The shooting victim.
Reid: Oh. Hello.
Janet: Please, Dr. Oliver, you have to save Dusty. He's a great man, and he has a lot to live for.
Reid: Yeah, okay. I don't care who he is. He could be a concert pianist or a serial killer, I'd still do my job. Excuse me.
Carly: Uh, some bedside manner.
Luke: He's like that with everyone. But Dusty is in good hands, I promise. If anyone can save Dusty, it's Dr. Oliver.
Janet: I hope so.
Carly: Hey. Why don't we go for a walk, huh? We'll get some air. I'll buy you a juice from that new place across the street, anything you want.
Janet: You're right. I should get out of here. But, uh, I have someplace else in mind.
Carly: Let's go there then. You sure you want to be in here with me? You might get struck by lightning.
Janet: Carly, come pray with me.
Luke: Hey. Everything good?
Noah: Oh, I'm just here for an appointment with Dr. Oliver.
Luke: Oh, you might have to talk to his assistant. I think he probably has to reschedule.
Luke: He had an emergency surgery.
Noah: How is it that you know that? I'm still sitting here, waiting.
Luke: Well, I was with him when he got his page.
Noah: You were? I thought you couldn't stand the guy.
Luke: Yeah, we were stuck in the elevator at the Lakeview.
Noah: That's -- that's awkward.
Luke: Yeah, yeah. Tell me about it. Look, Noah, I know that we've broken up, but I don't want there to be any secrets between us.
Noah: Did you -- is this -- did you meet somebody? Because if you did, I mean, you don't need to ask my permission.
Luke: Did I meet somebody? No, no, I didn't -- I'm not even thinking about that. I didn't -- no. Look, the foundation's gonna donate a lot of money to the hospital.
Noah: What kind of donation?
Luke: We're gonna fund a new neurology wing. You know, and you know Dr. Oliver. He's -- he's all over every single detail -- you know, the layout, the machines. But if it really happens, this will be where you're having your surgery. Okay, you can go ahead. Say it. You wish I'd stop interfering in your life.
Craig: Hey, slow down, Tiger. You're gonna give yourself a brain freeze.
Johnny: I don't care.
Craig: Is that an olive? Who told you to put an olive on a hot-fudge sundae?
Johnny: My other dad. My other dad loves olives. You want to try one?
Craig: Yeah, yeah. Thank you. Just save that for later. Johnny, I need to talk to you about Dusty. Something happened. He's been in an accident, and he's in the hospital.
Johnny: Is he gonna die like my mommy?
Craig: No. No, this is nothing like what happened to your mother. Dusty's fighting really hard, and he has very good doctors to help him. He's gonna make it, I promise you. Johnny, we both love you very much, and we're never gonna leave you, not ever.
Johnny: That's what I told the guy at school.
Craig: What guy?
Margo: This is the best picture you got?
Jack: Computer forensics can enhance it, but unless the guy turns around, all you've got is dark hair and a leather jacket.
Margo: Look at this. There's just so much talking going on here. It's as if Donovan knows the guy. I don't know. Look, look, there. This guy's not after Donovan’s money. Jack, you were right.
Jack: This wasn't a robbery. This was personal.
Carly: We -- we don't have to figure it all out right now. Take it from me, you can’t. Just try to make it through the next few minutes.
Janet: I mean, when Brad died, I -- I had to stay strong for Liberty. And then Jack disappeared and my marriage fell apart, and I still kept going. And then Liberty got sick, and I still had to stay strong for her sake. There has to be a limit. At some point, shouldn't faith be rewarded?
Carly: You're asking me? [Carly laughs] I -- I live my life one day at a time now, 'cause I have to. And finally, just now, I feel like I might have enough faith to squeak through today. But I make no promises about tomorrow. But you -- your faith seems limitless.
Janet: Don't count on it.
Carly: I've seen you in action. You took me on. You didn't bat an eye, except maybe once or twice with Jack.
Janet: Oh, ow, ow!
Carly: What? Okay. Just relax, all right?
Janet: Oh, my God.
Carly: I'm gonna get a doctor.
Janet: No, it really hurts. [Janet groans] Ow. [Janet groaning]
Noah: Luke, what you're doing is gonna give hope to so many people. You're gonna save so many lives. It's really amazing.
Luke: So now that we've broken up, I can finally impress you.
Noah: Yeah, better late than never.
Luke: Ah, very funny.
Noah: No, what really impresses me is that you and Dr. Oliver were finally able to get along.
Reid: Quick and dirty, just the way I like it.
Luke: So Dusty's gonna be okay?
Noah: Whoa, wait, wait. You were operating on -- on Dusty Donovan?
Reid: That's what they say his name was. Hey, I'm sorry that I missed our appointment.
Noah: No, that's fine. I'll reschedule. What happened to Dusty?
Luke: He got shot.
Noah: What? Is he gonna be okay?
Reid: Well, he's gonna have a nasty scar from the entry wound, but I got the bullet fragment out, stopped the bleeding. Mr. Donovan is gonna die eventually, but not today.
Noah: He's just lucky that you were there to perform the surgery.
Reid: Yeah, he is.
Noah: Well, I'm gonna talk to your nurse about rescheduling, but thank you again.
Luke: I can't believe you. You saved Dusty's life, and you're acting like it's just another day at the office.
Reid: It's what I do.
Luke: Yeah, well, I've never seen you be modest.
Reid: I'm not. Look, I'm the best. But, you know, even when I do everything right, sometimes it doesn't work out. This time, it just happened to work out.
Luke: Ah, so you're lucky.
Reid: No, I wouldn't go that far. Look, I never got a chance to thank you for earlier --
Luke: Forget it.
Reid: No, yeah, I intend to forget it.
Server: Dr. Reid Oliver?
Reid: Yeah, that's me.
Server: You've been served.
Luke: What is that?
Reid: It's the father of that girl who died in Texas. He's suing me for malpractice.
Craig: Son, that must have been really weird to have a strange guy come up to you on the playground and start asking you questions about me. But I'm really glad that you didn't go anywhere with him. You know, you never, ever do that, no matter what he says, okay? I am glad you told him that I'm a good dad and you know how much I love you. It's good to know how I'm doing. Son, I want you to think hard. Do you remember if he told you his name or if he was there with another kid at the playground? It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong. All right, one more thing. Do you think you'd recognize him if you saw him again?
Johnny: Is it too late to get a cherry?
Craig: No, it's never too late for a cherry. Why don't you go up to the counter and ask for one? But remember to say "Please," okay?
Carly: Hey, you all right?
Jack: I'm fine. What happened?
Janet: Nothing. I'm -- I'm fine. Dr. Morris said that it was just -- uh, nothing's wrong with me. I'm sorry I took you away from your investigation.
Jack: No, Margo can handle it. I'm worried about you and the baby.
Carly: Dr. Morris did a sonogram. The baby's fine, but he's concerned because the -- the cramping keeps coming back, so he's -- he's gonna hold Janet overnight for observation.
Jack: He's being careful. That's good.
Janet: That's easy for you to say! You're not the one who's stuck in this bed!
Jack: Janet, it's just for one night.
Janet: It's just a little bit of cramping! That's all it is! I'm fine! I'm okay! I'm just upset because of Dusty! I don't know why anybody else can't see that but me?
Carly: Janet, if you don't calm down, you're gonna be on bed rest for a month.
Janet: I'm not gonna calm down until I know that Dusty's all right!
Jack: Okay, Carly, could you --
Carly: Yeah. I'll go and track down Dr. Oliver. I'll let you know when I hear something.
Janet: Carly -- thank you.
On the next "As the World Turns,"
Janet: Where am I supposed to get that rest?
Jack: At home.
Janet: I don't think I have one.
Jack: You'll come stay with me.
Craig: You stay the hell away from my son! You understand? Hey, hey! Come back here!
Jack: Is that --
Janet: The baby's heartbeat.
Jack: Oh, it sounds so --
Carly: Oh, damn it.
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