>> Previously on "General Hospital" --
Skye: Ya! Mr. Jacks.
Helena: Nikolas is truly his father's son.
Stavros: He made us believe that he was a Cassadine, and he was lying.
Sonny: What's this about?
Mac: He's here tonight, and so is the person responsible.
[Knock on door]
Laura: Who is it?
Nikolas: It's Nikolas.
Laura: Nikolas. Thank God. Where have you been?
Nikolas: I'm fine.
Laura: I was worried about you. I was afraid that Helena took you to the lab. She did, didn't she?
Nikolas: Yeah, and it didn't turn out quite like I'd expected. I mean, you tried to warn me before Helena showed up. You tried to tell me about my father. Now I know why. I mean, I've seen him with my own eyes.
Laura: I'm sorry.
Nikolas: You knew. How?
Laura: The computer disks that Luke stole from Helena -- Stefan deciphered them, and they explained what her plans were.
Nikolas: I -- I guess it's just -- nothing can prepare you for the real thing, I guess. Seeing him frozen like in this cryonic chamber, like some freakish ghoul or -- I mean --
Laura: What do you mean, frozen?
Nikolas: I had to make her believe that it was the most wonderful thing I'd ever seen. It was a nightmare. I just can't even think about it. It makes me sick.
Laura: Hello? Yes, this is she. Okay. Thank you for letting me know.
Nikolas: Was that about Luke?
Laura: He's getting a lot worse. Nikolas, I have to get to that lab. I've got to try to find a cure. Please show me where it is.
Nikolas: It's too dangerous. You can't just walk back in --
Laura: Please. I'll find a way. Show me.
Nikolas: Well, I have access now, so I will go back. Just tell me what to look for. That's it.
Laura: All right. But I'm going with you. Come on.
Stefan: Stavros, Nikolas isn't to blame. He wasn't speaking to you. He was addressing a distorted image of a father he never knew. I created that image. >From the time Nikolas was a boy, I told him stories designed to make him hate you. Imagine what he must have felt when he saw you lying there. Imagine what must have been going through his mind.
Stavros: I know exactly what was going through his mind and what's going through yours right now.
Stefan: Please, Stavros, tell me you won't hurt Nikolas.
Jax: Is this how you typically greet your gentleman callers?
Skye: I wouldn't describe someone who sneaks up on women and grabs them in the dark as a gentleman.
Jax: I didn't know who it was. And, no, I am not here to join in your revenge against Sonny.
Skye: You could do a lot worse, you know. I mean, if nothing else, I've proved that I'm a worthy partner.
Jax: All you did was prove that you took a self-defense course -- which is prudent, given your penchant for alienating people. You know, as a partner, you'd be a liability, which is why I'm refusing your offer.
Skye: Oh. I see. Well, in that case, I'm just going to call the police.
Mac: Like I said, the person responsible for Sorel's death is standing right next to one of you.
Alan: Why are you continuing this ridiculous game when A.J. just told you that Sonny forced him to give up his child?
Monica: If you ever lay a hand on my son again --
Alexis: I think this is probably an inappropriate time to have this conversation in front of the police. Why don't we not have this conversation until we have proof of allegations.
Monica: And how convenient to bring your attorney. You never know when you're going to be accused of a felony.
Alexis: Mac, can we get this thing rolling? Otherwise I'm going to have to advise my client to leave.
Carly: Oh, save it, Alexis. Sonny doesn't need you threatening anyone because he hasn't done anything wrong.
A.J.: He never does. You were there. Don't do this, man. You saw what he did to me.
Zander: Look, A.J., I haven't seen you in weeks, okay? Definitely not in any meat locker.
A.J.: Well, congratulations. You're officially now one of the bad guys. You do his dirty work; keep your mouth shut so the big boss could sleep at night.
Alan: Yeah, which is exactly the way Sonny handled Sorel. He hired a hit man. You're not going to find any evidence. Even if Sonny was actually in Sorel's room, he's too careful. He's the one you're after.
Ned: You're unbelievable. You know that?
Kristina: You don't like it?
Ned: The transformation's a little extreme, don't you think?
Ned: Fine. I like it. Kind of.
Kristina: You want to be a little less enthusiastic about that? Whoo!
Ned: I said I like it. What do you want from me?
Kristina: I want the 50. Come on. Pay up. There's no way you're going to refuse this. This is the perfect place for a wannabe rock star to hang out, and I look the part. 50.
Ned: Well, I have to admit, you do look like you belong here. There you go -- 50. What?
Kristina: I'm just having a hard time picturing you as Eddie Maine, you know? The guitar, the leather pants. It's just a little bit of a stretch, you know?
Ned: Hey, hey, hey. I could rock with anybody in my time.
Kristina: Oh, in your time.
Ned: Oh, not that I really had a time. Not that it was that long ago, but -- no, I've moved on.
Kristina: So, what are you saying, that rock 'n' roll was a phase? You got over it, like the measles? And then you went right back to the suit.
Ned: You know, people aren't always what they seem. Take you, for example.
Kristina: I think what you mean to say is take Alexis.
Reginald: Excuse me. Hey -- there you are.
Ned: Wait -- Reginald, is there something wrong?
Reginald: No. Nothing out of the usual. Just wait. I'll be back.
Kristina: Who's that?
Ned: That's our butler.
Kristina: Why don't you run after him?
Ned: Oh, because if there's trouble, I'm sure I'll find out soon enough. In the meantime, shall we enjoy the ambience, such as it is?
Kristina: Thank you so much for taking me out tonight. You know, I thought I was -- I couldn't breathe in your house, in your place. I just can't stop worrying about the A person.
Ned: You can say her name.
Kristina: Alexis, okay? Whatever's happening, I just -- I feel like it's just getting worse. Not that she's going to tell me. I mean, she keeps protecting me like I'm some little kid or like I'm a family heirloom or something.
Reginald: Excuse us. Here you go. I'll wait in the car, okay? Rock on.
Edward: I can't believe that Jason actually rented a room above this dump. What in the world are you doing here, Ned?
Ned: Something must be very wrong for you to step foot in this place. What happened?
Edward: What else -- your cousin Skye. She's plotting against the family, Ned, and you'd better prepare for some very drastic action.
Skye: Why are you trying to avoid the police? Are you hiding something? Do you have some sort of secret confab going on with Cousin Ned?
Jax: No, I'm just trying to keep you from making a fool of yourself.
Skye: Oh, how gallant, considering you were just lying flat on your back. What are you really doing here?
Jax: I came to see Ned. Thought you were a burglar.
Skye: Fat lot of good it would've done you if I were.
Jax: Hey, I don't take physical advantage of women. Unless they insist.
Skye: Good for you. I'm still calling the cops.
Jax: What, exactly, are you going to tell them?
Skye: The truth -- that you jumped me.
Jax: As you pointed out, it was the other way around, and I have the bruises to prove it.
Skye: I was just protecting my property. I am a Quartermaine. I live on this estate.
Jax: Oh, yes, clubbing people with family name. That's thoroughly Quartermaine. I thought you said they were making your life hell.
Skye: They do their best.
Jax: So why not team up with Sonny instead of attacking him? Unless, of course, you have an ulterior motive. What's really going on here, Skye? Why do you have it in for Sonny?
Sonny: I'm sympathetic to the concerns that the Quartermaines have for their son. It must be pretty painful to watch your child grow into a man who takes no responsibility for his actions, leaves destruction wherever he goes.
Alan: You are such a smug, self-righteous bastard.
Carly: Why are you making this about Sonny? Huh? Because he's an easy target? You're all a bunch of cowards. Especially you, A.J.
Sonny: Carly, Carly -- don't bother.
A.J.: We all know why you're defending him -- because Sonny just handed you Michael on a silver platter. Of course, it's a consolation prize to dumping you. This is your last-ditch effort to hang on to him. Why don't you show Sonny what you're really made of? Confess.
Carly: Oh, you --
A.J.: Go on. Come on. Get him off the hook, Carly. Here's your chance. Show everyone here in this room, all your close little friends, just how much you love Sonny.
Sonny: Don't say another word. I mean it.
Mac: Let her speak, Sonny.
Sonny: She -- she has nothing to say.
Mac: I'd like to hear it from her.
Roy: You guys should stop talking to him right now.
Mac: Apparently Mr. DiLucca has something to add.
Roy: Yeah, this is a setup. You don't have the evidence you need, so you're trying to turn us on each other, and we are.
Mac: The evidence is out there, Roy. I didn't manufacture it. I didn't make it up. It is what it is, and I'm going to follow it wherever it takes me. And right now it's taking me to your friend, Melissa Bedford.
Roy: That's a dead end, and you know it, man.
Mac: Well, then, let's go over your movements that night, Roy. I mean, can you explain how a thread from your shirt ended up on Sorel's respirator?
Melissa: I'm sure it came from me.
Roy: Don't, please.
Melissa: Roy and I had been camping, and I'm sure a fiber from his shirt --
Roy: Melissa, you don't need to be protecting me.
Melissa: I'm not protecting you.
Mac: You know, if you have something to say, now would be the time.
Roy: She doesn't.
Melissa: Yes, I do. Please. I understand that you're trying to protect me, but I can't live like this anymore. This is my decision. It's not yours.
Mac: Ms. Bedford, why were you in Sorel's room that night?
Melissa: One of Sorel's men had come in to the emergency room carrying pictures of Zander and Emily and Carly and Carly's little boy, Michael. Now, I knew that Sorel was going to hurt them the same way he hurt my brother, and I just -- I couldn't let it happen. So I went to Sorel's room. But Monica stopped me before I could do anything. And then, later I went back because I'd come up with a different plan. I got the idea out of a medical catalog that I saw. There was a picture of an E.K.G. simulator, and I --
Mac: The catalog we found in your apartment?
Melissa: I knew where they kept them in the hospital, so I went to the supply room. I got one. I took it up to Sorel's room. The guard was asleep. I just walked in. I hooked it up, and --
Roy: Melissa, there's no good reason for you to be explaining this to him right now.
Alexis: He's right. Don't say anything else.
Melissa: I have to. I cannot live like this.
Mac: Go on.
Melissa: I stood there with my hand on that respirator switch for what seemed like forever. And then he looked at me. Sorel opened his eyes, and he looked at me. And I realized right then and there that I just couldn't do it. I just couldn't. I wanted to do it. I wanted to do it so badly, and I -- I just couldn't. So I just -- I just walked out.
Mac: I think she's telling the truth. It fits with what we know. But it doesn't get us any closer to the perpetrator. Uh -- we know who pulled the plug on Sorel's respirator. Carly Corinthos.
A.J.: My God. You did it.
Mac: Carly Corinthos pulled the plug on Joseph Sorel's respirator. That's what you meant at the funeral home, Ms. Ellis. You threatened to tell what you saw Carly do. You saw her unplug your father's respirator.
Angel: I don't know what you mean.
Carly: I don't need her defending me.
Angel: I'm just saying that I didn't see you pull the plug. Would you rather I tell them they're right?
A.J.: Mac, come on, man. It's clear she's guilty. Take her away, huh? Lock her up.
Carly: Locking me up doesn't mean you get Michael back.
A.J.: You kidding me? The courts would take Michael away from you so fast, you won't remember having him. It'll be a piece of cake to prove that Sonny forced me to sign those papers, and Michael will go to his father.
Carly: Sonny is his father.
A.J.: Since when?
Carly: Since now. Sonny asked if he could adopt Michael, and I will sign those papers over to him before I ever let him go to you.
Sonny: Carly, Carly, Michael's not going anywhere. He's just baiting you. Don't let him.
A.J.: Mac, she's guilty. Everyone here knows it.
Bobbie: Leave her alone, all of you. There is absolutely no proof that Carly has done anything.
Alan: She's admitted she was guilty. What more do you want?
A.J.: That's right. Come on. Lock her up, will you, and let us all get out of here.
Mike: Carly didn't do anything. I did.
Stavros: Do you honestly believe that my son has anything to fear from me?
Stefan: I know you, brother. No one knows you better. No one else shares our history. And I also know what it feels like to be despised by someone you love, to have them turn away from you.
Stavros: You deserve it.
Stefan: No. No, I never deserved it. But, you see, I repaid you. I fueled Nikolas' hatred of you the same way Helena stoked your hatred of me. And that, brother, is where it all began. Helena pitted us against each other.
Stavros: You give our mother way too much credit.
Stefan: No, I don't think so. Helena is the problem. It's not you. It's not me. Surely not Nikolas.
Stavros: I don't know. She's been very good to me. There is the little matter of my resurrection.
Stefan: To what end? Her own. She keeps you like a household pet. You're well-trained. As long as you're obedient and you follow her commands --
Stavros: Careful, brother.
Stefan: No, we have both jumped and danced while Helena has pulled the strings. Even now she plays us against each other. Open your eyes. How do you think this grand scheme of hers will turn out?
Stavros: I haven't decided yet.
Stefan: No. There are things you won't be consulted about. Laura, for example. Yes. Our mother wants her gone. She will be gone. You won't even see it coming. One day Helena will show up at your door with news that a terrible accident has befallen poor Laura. You know what I'm saying is true.
Stavros: And assuming that it is?
Stefan: Why let her continue to pull the strings when we can join forces and take control?
Nikolas: Is the medicine Dr. Jones gave helping at all?
Laura: When Bobbie gave it to Luke, she said that it cleared up his head almost immediately but it stopped working just as quickly.
Nikolas: So, do you have any idea what Helena's antidote looks like?
Laura: Tony said that it was probably a reddish liquid.
Nikolas: Okay. You know what? You stay here. I will get inside. If anyone comes, if anything happens, I want you to get out as fast you can. Do not worry about me, all right?
Laura: All right.
Nikolas: I don't get it. I know this is how it works.
Laura: Nikolas, are you sure this is the right spot?
Nikolas: Yes. I mean, Helena showed me this herself. She made such a big deal out of it, trusting -- what if she's on to me?
Laura: Could you have done anything to have given yourself away?
Nikolas: No, I -- no, I played it perfect. I mean, there was this one moment where I betrayed how I really felt, but I was alone. Helena was gone. I was kneeling at my father's coffin. I whispered. There was no way anyone could have --
Laura: What did you whisper?
Nikolas: That I would never let Helena bring him back.
Laura: Oh, no.
Nikolas: What? What? What is it? Tell me -- what?
Laura: They set you up.
Nikolas: Who's -- who's --
Laura: They set you up --
Nikolas: Who's --
Laura: To betray yourself.
Nikolas: Who's they? I don't get it. No one else was in the room.
Laura: He heard you, Nikolas.
Nikolas: Who heard me?
Laura: Your father. He's alive.
Edward: This -- this is a family matter, and we really need to have some privacy. So why don't you just go over there to the jukebox and pick out a song that you like. Good grief, it's you.
Ned: You remember Kristina.
Edward: Ned, we still have to have some privacy so that we can discuss Skye.
Kristina: Sky as in the sky or Skye as in the person Skye?
Ned: "Person" is being charitable.
Kristina: I'll say. You know, I can get along with almost anybody, but Skye is bad news.
Edward: You -- you are perceptive, young lady. That is very sharp. You see, I am glad to know that you still have a head -- well, it's a blue head -- on those pretty shoulders of yours. So I tell you what -- I will send you home first class myself. We'll bring your things up from the gatehouse. Hmm?
Kristina: Oh, well, you know, that is so sweet of you, but I just couldn't possibly give up on my dream. I want to see my band's name in lights-- Leech Attack.
Edward: Oh, God.
Kristina: I'm -- I'm going to go hang with the band. You guys can confer.
Ned: All right.
Edward: Oh, God. Never mind about that, Ned. We've got -- we've got to do something because -- because Skye is now making additional demands. She wants more shares of ELQ. And I think -- I think this is just the start of it. She nearly told Lila that --
Ned: Told Lila what? I know she has something on you, Grandfather, so spill it.
Skye: My family is the lesser of two evils when compared to Sonny Corinthos, and that's saying something.
Jax: You know, you strike me as a practical woman, if nothing else. I couldn't imagine you'd make an enemy of Sonny unless you had a very good reason.
Skye: Well, since you have made it quite clear that we're not going to be partners, you're just going to have to wonder.
Jax: It's no concern of mine. Then again, I hate to see Sonny win, even against the likes of you. So, do yourself a favor and back off while you still can.
Skye: Fortunately for you, Mr. Jacks, I'm feeling benevolent. I'm not going to call the cops -- for now. But if I were you, I would go before I had a change of heart.
Jax: I didn't realize you had one.
Skye: Oh, a heart as big as all outdoors. And speaking of outdoors --
Skye: Wait. Don't move.
Sonny: Okay, now, before you say anything to the cops, you need to speak to Alexis in private.
Mike: I don't need an attorney, Michael. I'm confessing. Okay? Commissioner, I wanted to protect my son and his family from Joseph Sorel. And I saw Carly in the hospital the night that I burned my hand, and she told me that Sorel was going after Emily and Zander and Carly and little Michael, and I couldn't let that happen. I've let you down too many times in the past, Son, and I wasn't going to let that happen again.
Sonny: Keep your mouth shut, Mike.
Mike: What's done is done. I'm not going to let this fall on you and Carly, okay? I didn't know what I was going to do when I started for the I.C.U. I just knew that I had to do something. So, when I got there, the cop was asleep, the room was dark, and nobody was around, so I knew what I had to do. I walked in the room, and Sorel was sleeping. And I grabbed a pillow, and I held it down over his face. No struggle. He never woke up.
Mac: Well, that's consistent with what forensics found. It's very courageous of you to come forward like this.
Angel: That's not what killed my father.
Mac: How do you know?
Nikolas: Alive? Are you sure?
Nikolas: Have you actually seen him?
Laura: I saw his reflection in my mirror. I thought it was my imagination, but it wasn't.
Nikolas: How long have you known this?
Laura: Just a few days.
Nikolas: You suspected, though.
Laura: I've been seeing signs of Stavros for months now. I thought it was Helena playing with my mind, but it wasn't. He did the same thing to Stefan. And then Stefan deciphered the computer disks and we knew what Helena's plan was.
Nikolas: Where is Stefan right now?
Laura: You didn't see him in the lab?
Nikolas: No, they could have done anything to him. Where is he?
Laura: Oh, my God. We have to find out.
Nikolas: This is -- this is too much. My father heard me say what I said. He's going to be after me. He will punish me.
Edward: You see, Skye's leverage is very trivial. It's mostly in her imagination.
Ned: Why don't you let me decide?
Edward: With the kind of judgment that you've been using lately? Not likely. Besides, you would use it against me the first chance you got.
Ned: I can't help you if I don't know what's going on.
Edward: Oh -- so you're a doctor now, or a lawyer, or even a clergyman. Suddenly a whole new set of procedures apply and I can make a full disclosure without any fear of reprisal. You take me for a fool.
Ned: Fine. If you don't want my help, suit yourself.
Edward: Look, would you rather side with some interloping family wrecker than your own grandfather, huh?
Ned: You're the one who gave her the ELQ stock in the first place, Grandfather. So if she has something so terrible on you that you can't even tell me, your own grandson, then maybe you deserve to be blackmailed.
Edward: All right. I'll handle it myself, Ned -- as usual. But I won't forget this.
Ned: Hey. Come on. It's getting late. Let's go.
Kristina: We just got here.
Ned: Well, we're leaving now.
Kristina: Okay, wait one second. Wait one second.
Ned: No, come on.
Kristina: Attention, everyone. We have a very special guest performer tonight. Very, very special. A man who can sing with the best of them -- well, in his time, anyway. If everyone can put their hands up, clap them together, scream at the top of their lungs, have some fun, and give it up for Eddie Maine!
Kristina: Eddie! Eddie!
Crowd: Eddie! Eddie!
Ned: No, no --
Kristina: They want one song.
Ned: I'm not in the mood.
Kristina: One song. Come on.
Kristina and crowd: Eddie! Eddie! Eddie!
Ned: I'm going to get you for this.
Kristina: Come on. One song. Whoo! Whoo! Eddie Maine!
Ned: I believe we'll play one song. It happens to be the only Eddie Maine song I can remember right now, so we're in luck. All right, it's called "Barefoot Ballet."
Ned: Steel on velvet silk on stone sun-worn leather set against chrome you're a contrast to what I've become no one has touched me like you like you red horizon at day's end brushing scarlet over your skin blushing places I long to kiss no one has touched me like you like you you in my arms breathless and sure barefoot ballet on a bare hardwood floor so much in sync it seems that we barely move no one has touched me like you like you white-lace curtain open wide single candle trembling with light my bold passion suddenly shy no one has touched me like you like you you in my arms breathless and sure a barefoot ballet on a bare hardwood floor so much in sync it seems that we barely move no one has touched me like you like you like you... You in my arms breathless and sure a barefoot ballet on a bare hardwood floor so much in sync it seems that we barely move no one has touched me like you like you like you
Ned: Thank you. Thank you very much.
Skye: Oh, don't pull so hard.
Jax: It's just a sweater.
Skye: "Just a sweater"? This sweater was specially designed for me. This sweater is ridiculously expensive.
Jax: You know what they say -- money can't buy taste.
Skye: Well, obviously you know nothing about fashion.
Jax: Just hold still, will you? This is -- this is absurd. You know what? There's got to be a pair of scissors around here somewhere.
Skye: No, you are not taking a pair of scissors to this sweater. No way!
Jax: I am certainly not going to stay attached to you.
Skye: Well, you know, you're the one whose buttons got caught on my sweater. That's why we're in this mess. Now, just -- come on, just work it loose.
Jax: I've tried. It is too tangled.
Skye: Well, just do something. Take your shirt off.
Jax: My, my, we're forceful, aren't we?
Skye: Just do it.
Jax: Okay. If you insist.
Mac: How do you know Mike Corbin isn't guilty?
Angel: I was there in ICU.
Mac: Before or after Carly and Mike were there?
Mac: Well, did the guard see you, or was he asleep when you arrived?
Angel: He was out cold. I could tell. Nobody saw me. I watched first Mike, and then Carly, go into my father's room.
Mac: That doesn't explain why you think neither was responsible.
Angel: Because I went to ICU to see my father, and the guard was sleeping, and I went right into the room, and I found my father dead.
Mac: You didn't call anyone? A doctor, a nurse, hospital security?
Angel: He had hurt so many people and he wasn't gonna stop. He told me that himself. He had no conscience.
Mac: So you did nothing.
Angel: It was too late, he was already gone. I knew somebody had killed him and God help me, but I wanted them to get away with it. The man lying in that room, the man who used to be my father, he wasn't anymore. He was a monster.
Mac: Aside from confirming your presence in the hospital, your statement doesn't add much, Ms. Ellis. You see, we already knew your father was dead when Mike tried to smother him. Which is why he didn't put up a struggle.
Alan: How could Sorel be dead before the plug was pulled? Before Mike got there?
Mac: That's the million dollar question.
Kristina: You were awesome. You were great. A little dated, maybe, but --
Ned: Whoa. Now you're a critic?
Kristina: No, I'm serious. You were really good. I say we get started tonight.
Ned: Started? What?
Kristina: On the Eddie Maine comeback tour. Come on.
Ned: Oh, no, no, no. No, no --
Kristina: Eddie Maine --
Ned: You get that whole Eddie Maine comeback tour idea right out of your blue head, okay?
Jax: I've almost got it. I've just about got it --
Ned: Don't tell me. It's not what it looks like.
Nikolas: I will find a new way back to that lab.
Laura: No, no, you can't. They're on to you.
Nikolas: I don't care about me. Forget about me. What if Stefan is down there?
Laura: I'll deal with that. You need to stay away right now.
Nikolas: I can't. I have got to see this through.
Laura: Nikolas, please. You don't even know how to get into the lab right now, and neither do I. I can't make sense of Luke's map. Right now you just need to promise me that you'll be careful.
Nikolas: Okay. I promise.
Laura: Thank you.
Nikolas: I have to go see Gia, okay?
Stefan: Stavros, we'll be more effective if we work together. Don't you see?
Stavros: You know what I see? I see a transparent effort by a desperate man to save his own skin. And do you know what I say to that? Too little, too late, brother.
Stefan: Stavros, listen to me.
Stavros: No, I have heard more than enough. I do not need your help with my son.
Mac: Sorel's respirator had a monitor which recorded when it was functioning and when it was turned off. The monitor gives us a key piece of information that tells us what happened that night. Now, before Carly pulled the plug, before Mike smothered a man who was already dead, but after Melissa rigged the E.K.G. simulator and cut the alarm, the respirator was turned off. And 22 minutes and 47 seconds later, it was turned back on again. When we figure out who turned off the respirator, we'll know who's guilty.
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Scott: I still love your mother.
Lucky: It's not going to work, Scott.
Scott: Time will tell.
Skye: You think that I'm making some sort of play for this guy?
Mac: You see, this was an act of a trained medical professional.