>> Previously on "General Hospital" --
Courtney: I'm not going to let a brother who I just met tell me who my friends are.
Elizabeth: Are the feelings back?
Lucky: No, they're not.
Gia: It is not your fault.
Nikolas: Lucky doesn't see it that way.
Sonny: He's Joseph Sorel's chief enforcer. If you ever see him again, you call me immediately.
Rosco: Carly Corinthos.
Carly: Do I know you?
Rosco: I'm your new best friend.
Nikolas: How you doing?
Lucky: Well, my jump shot's getting better.
Nikolas: You know, you got pretty intense with Helena.
Lucky: So what?
Nikolas: All I'm saying is if you want to take your anger out on someone --
Lucky: You volunteering?
Nikolas: You have every right to be angry.
Lucky: You know, I almost married the girl I don't love. She walked out on me before I got the chance. Happy New Year to me, huh?
Nikolas: Look, you blame me. So do I. So let's fix it.
Lucky: Fix this.
Bobbie: How about some tea?
Elizabeth: Thank you. I can't believe how long I slept.
Bobbie: Yeah, well, I guess you needed it.
Elizabeth: I barely remember coming here from Laura's, I was so wound up.
Bobbie: Well, you went into the guest room, you closed the door. And that was the last I heard from you. You must be starved. You want some supper?
Bobbie: You want some soup or a sandwich?
Elizabeth: No, I'm fine, thank you. Not now.
Bobbie: You all right?
Elizabeth: That's what surprises me. With all the love I had for Lucky, why do I feel so --
Bobbie: What are you feeling, Elizabeth?
Skye: Oh. I didn't hear you come in.
Alan: I've been waiting for you.
Skye: Oh, this wouldn't be leading to those consequences you mentioned earlier, would it?
Alan: Don't get flip with me.
Skye: I'm not trying to.
Alan: Things are not ok, Skye. They're not ok at all.
Courtney: Don't deny it. I saw the way Ned Ashton was looking at you.
Kristina: No. You know what? That was just gratitude for getting the most temperamental, least talented pseudo punk rock band to submit to a press junket.
Courtney: Yeah. I've seen gratitude, and that wasn't it.
Courtney: That's not fair.
Mike: Hello, Courtney.
Courtney: Daddy. What are you doing here?
Mike: I was waiting for Sonny.
Courtney: He was pretty clear about not wanting you around.
Mike: Actually, I was -- I was trying to angle a way to see you. There's so much I need to say.
Kristina: Well, it's up to you. If, you know, you don't want to, we can just go inside.
Mike: Haven't we both waited long enough?
Alexis: Oh. Now, see, those smell like they've just come right out of the oven. Which one should I pick? What is that? Apparently you don't know your cookies.
Sonny: What are you talking about?
Alexis: I'm talking about the cookies.
Sonny: Sorry, I was thinking about Courtney.
Alexis: No, you were brooding unnecessarily --
Alexis: Because she is definitely capable of taking care of herself.
Sonny: So you're saying she'll be safe without me for a couple of hours?
Alexis: I'm saying she's probably having a lot more fun with my sister than she would be with either of us.
Sonny: Your sister's a free spirit, isn't she?
Alexis: Yeah, she is. And on that note, I am going to pick the most fattening one, which would be, I believe, this.
Sonny: No, no, no, no!
Sonny: You're supposed to -- you're supposed to dip it in the cappuccino, right, to soften it up a little bit. Then, try that. There you go.
Sonny: See that? What do you --
Alexis: Kind of melts right in my mouth.
Sonny: Yeah? How do you like it?
Alexis: Oh, mm-hmm. I -- I like it.
Sonny: Yeah? What?
Alexis: I -- I'm having fun --
Alexis: Yet another stimulating and ever-surprising evening.
Alexis: But --
Sonny: But what?
Alexis: But what about you?
Carly: So, this is a shakedown.
Rosco: I'm suggesting you might want my help.
Carly: I don't need your protection. I have some.
Rosco: Oh, do you?
Carly: I am Mrs. Carly Corinthos.
Rosco: Not anymore.
Carly: Sonny will always look out for me.
Rosco: Yeah? Just like he's looking out for his new lady. I saw them having dinner together. Smart move -- romance your mouthpiece. Sonny Corinthos isn't going to be a problem for me at all.
Zander: Right now, your problem is me.
Rosco: Who are you?
Zander: I'm the guy telling you to take a hike.
Carly: It's -- it's ok.
Zander: It will be as soon as you take a hike.
Carly: This gentleman was just trying to sell me something. I have explained to him that I'm not interested. He was just leaving.
Zander: Hard of hearing?
Rosco: Mrs. Corinthos must be mistaken. She's very interested in what Iím selling.
Carly: You are wasting your time. I am not in the market.
Zander: That clear enough for you?
Rosco: I'm sorry to bother you. Have a good evening.
Zander: I'm taking you home.
Carly: I have work to do.
Zander: No. It isn't safe. I'm taking you home right now.
Carly: Look, Zander, this is my club and I am not letting anyone scare me off, ok? Look, and besides, you know, all new clubs, they get offered protection, right? I'd actually -- I'd feel disappointed if they didn't do that for me.
Zander: Wait a second. No, don't -- don't brush this off, Carly, ok? This guy meant business.
Carly: I heard.
Zander: Ok, then, let's go.
Carly: Zander, I am staying. Look, my construction plans, they are just starting to shape up. So you can stick around while I go over a few details or you can go.
Zander: Well, you're not getting rid of me.
Carly: Ok. Well, come on. I've got to measure the ceiling beams for the lighting.
Zander: Ok, ok, wait. Wait.
Carly: That was very subtle.
Zander: The guy could still be out there.
Carly: I'm -- I'm kidding. Ok. What I meant was "thank you." You know, I acted like that guy didn't bother me, but actually, he shook me up.
Zander: Well, you covered it amazingly well.
Carly: You're a good person, Zander. I see why Sonny trusts you.
Zander: Well, that means a lot, coming from you.
Sonny: What do you mean?
Alexis: I mean, what is exactly in a night like this for you?
Sonny: I'm having a good time.
Alexis: Yeah, I -- I know that.
Sonny: Well, what do you mean?
Alexis: If you are trying to get past your marriage to Carly, evenings like this may not be enough.
Sonny: Well, it's a good start. I mean, it beats shutting myself up in the penthouse like you said, right? Besides, there's nobody I'd rather be having dinner with than you.
Alexis: What about women?
Sonny: Well, the last time I looked, you fell into that category.
Alexis: You know what I mean.
Sonny: What about them?
Alexis: Will you stop being difficult? You need to flash those dimples for an actual date.
Sonny: Oh, now you want to control my love life.
Alexis: I might be able to do a better job than you do. Maybe I'll take out a personal ad.
Sonny: You know, I don't want to sound conceited, Alexis, but I've never really had a problem finding women.
Alexis: I'm very well aware of the fact that this bar is draped with bleached blondes wearing pieces of spandex, and I'm sure any one of them would be just panting to follow you home. But I was referring to --
Alexis: Actually being able to have a conversation with a woman.
Sonny: Assuming I want to.
Alexis: That's not funny.
Sonny: Alright. What would you put in that personal ad?
Alexis: "Single, white male, attractive, successful --" oh, I don't think we should get specific as to how you became successful.
Sonny: Yeah. Yeah, it makes sense.
Alexis: "Seeking female, 25 -- 35, 40, intelligent, attractive, not intimidated by power and position." We should probably add "not hampered by strict ethical adherence to the law," although that may turn off a few viable candidates.
Sonny: Good point.
Alexis: You know, "can move smoothly through any social circle and warm, companionable, has her own career interest."
Sonny: You know -- I don't -- this is starting to sound like someone I know.
Alexis: Yeah, who?
Alexis: I was --
Alexis: It was just hypothetical.
Sonny: Right, right.
Alexis: I mean, I'm certainly not about to take out a personal ad for you.
Sonny: Right. Of course.
Alexis: Look at the time. Oh, I can't because I'm not wearing a watch.
Sonny: Getting late.
Sonny: It's getting real late, yeah.
Alexis: Well -- we've done very well.
Sonny: How do you mean?
Alexis: Well, you know, we stayed out long enough so that your brotherly over-protectiveness won't seem so overbearing -- ahem -- that is if you can control yourself.
Sonny: Of course I can.
Mike: You don't have to say anything. But I'd appreciate it if you'd listen.
Courtney: Suppose it couldn't hurt.
Kristina: You want me to hang around?
Courtney: No. It's ok.
Kristina: Ok, I'll be upstairs if you need anything.
Mike: I'm sorry.
Courtney: For what?
Mike: You name it. For not being the father I should have been, for letting you and your mother down.
Courtney: Didn't seem to bother you at the time.
Mike: I let gambling become more important to me than anything else. I fooled myself into believing that -- that I could make it right if I just played that one more game.
Courtney: That is a rotten excuse.
Mike: I don't want to be excused. I ignored the basic fact that what my family needed most was me. And it used to melt my heart to see you looking up at me with those big trusting eyes. And you always thought that I'd be your protector, and I failed.
Courtney: Yeah, you did.
Mike: The worst thing is that I never came looking for the daughter who went away and I will never forgive myself for that.
Courtney: So, what, that's supposed to make everything all right? You just list all the ways you disappoint me, and like that, we forgive and forget?
Mike: I know it's not that simple. I'm just looking for a way to begin.
Courtney: Yeah, well, maybe I don't want to begin.
Mike: You're sounding more and more like your brother.
Courtney: God, this doesn't make sense. It's all wrong. If you loved me, why didn't you try to find me?
Skye: Please don't look at me that way. I never intended to hurt you.
Alan: To be honest with you, Skye, your intentions are a complete mystery to me.
Skye: I wanted to get back at grandfather.
Alan: Oh, I understand that. I don't approve of your methods, but I understand it. Seems to be a rite of passage in this family.
Skye: Well, at least we agree on that.
Alan: What you did to me is what I don't understand. I love you. I've done everything in my power to show you how much I care about you. I took you in despite the protests of my family. I even sided with you against my wife, and you lied to me.
Skye: Not on purpose.
Alan: But you did it. Somehow, I thought I was exempt from that part of you.
Skye: This was about grandfather, not you.
Alan: It's about you. You're a liar, and something's got to be done about it.
Elizabeth: My life has centered around Lucky for so long, I just always assumed we'd be together. All of my plans for the future included him, and having them ripped away was -- it was just devastating.
Bobbie: Is that how you feel now? Devastated?
Elizabeth: I'm angry.
Bobbie: At Lucky?
Elizabeth: At Lucky, myself, our friends who knew. The whole thing makes me furious. And I don't get why I'm so angry because this isn't like me.
Bobbie: You know, Elizabeth, you're going to be going through so many different emotions and they're all completely natural. And the anger is probably the most natural of all.
Nikolas: Good shot, good shot.
Lucky: You know, I could probably put one hand behind my back if you'd like me to even things up a bit.
Nikolas: Yeah, you might be getting ahead of yourself --
Lucky: Yeah, you wish.
Elizabeth: How did my anger get so strong?
Bobbie: It's in direct proportion to the love you felt. I know a little bit about how that works.
Elizabeth: How long is it going to last?
Bobbie: It will last for a while. But then it'll start to fade. At the risk of you being angry at me, I don't think this was all Lucky's fault.
Nikolas: Now, that was a foul.
Lucky: Yeah? You fouled me first.
Bobbie: Lucky didn't choose to stop loving you. Something was done to him.
Elizabeth: And then it became something that was done to me.
Bobbie: But is he to blame for that?
Elizabeth: He was dishonest.
Bobbie: He wanted to work it out.
Elizabeth: Because he felt obligated, Bobbie. There's no way this marriage could've worked, not that he bothered to ask for my opinion.
Bobbie: You know he would've stayed with you.
Elizabeth: Out of pity.
Bobbie: Elizabeth, that's not really so.
Elizabeth: Bobbie, he made love to me, held me in his arms and asked me to marry him. Not once had he mentioned that he didn't love me anymore. Even Nikolas and Gia knew, but he asked them not to say anything.
Bobbie: Maybe Nikolas and Gia didn't say anything because they care very much about both of you. You know, everyone knows how much in love you and Lucky were.
Elizabeth: Exactly -- "were," past tense.
Bobbie: You could be again.
Elizabeth: No, no, no, no. No, that's not good enough. I deserve the real thing. I want the man I marry to love me, not keep me around out of charity.
Bobbie: What's really speaking here, your pride or your heart?
Elizabeth: I don't know. I don't know, I'm -- I'm too angry to think straight.
Bobbie: Because you know what, Elizabeth? It's really very simple. Is this something that you and Lucky can get past or are you over for good?
Nikolas: Listen, Lucky, calm down. I know exactly what you're going through, ok?
Lucky: No, you don't have a clue what I'm going through!
Nikolas: Ok then tell me.
Lucky: How about I show you? How about I bounce your head off this blacktop until your love for Gia drips from your ears. You can thank me later for helping you.
Mike: I thought about you all the time, Courtney -- your smile, the way your little hand felt in mine when -- when we rode the merry-go-round, the way you wanted to pet every dog we passed. I wanted to give you the moon. And when I couldn't, I felt as if I didn't deserve you.
Courtney: Were you upset when we left?
Mike: When I came home and you were gone, it was like a knife in my heart.
Courtney: What did you do about it?
Courtney: So your family wasn't worth the effort to search for us?
Mike: I was confused and hurting, and the next thing I knew, I was back at the tables on a week-long binge. What -- what can I tell you? The man that let his daughter go was a bum.
Courtney: I didn't want to leave. Mom had to drag me kicking and screaming from the house. When we got to the car, I refused to get in. I kept crying and shouting, "we have to wait for daddy. He'll come home and he won't know where we are." I remember everything. The sun was out, the grass on our lawn needed cutting, some boys skateboarding across the street and none of it seemed real. All I could think was that you would come home and you wouldn't know where to find me. Then mom held me by the shoulders to steady me, and she looked me in my eyes and told me that you were dead. I cried myself to sleep every night after that. I was sure mom told me the truth because my daddy called me sunshine and he took me to the park and the movies and he laughed with me and he read me books and bought me my favorite stuffed bear. My daddy would never leave me because he loved me! I knew that in my heart. But I was wrong. You loved these better.
Mike: Dear God, I am so sorry.
Courtney: Just go away. Leave me alone.
Sonny: You heard her, Mike. Leave her alone.
Carly: Oh, there's tons of room for recessed lighting and speakers. You know, this place is even more perfect than I had imagined.
Zander: It's shaping up.
Carly: Now I can go home and get a good night's sleep. Wait, I think that I left the lights on in here.
Zander: Wait a second.
Carly: Wait! Zander -- get -- get off of him!
Sonny: You all right?
Sonny: How did he get in here?
Courtney: It's ok.
Sonny: No, it's not.
Mike: I needed to see my daughter, whether you approve or not.
Sonny: Where's Kristina?
Kristina: What's the problem?
Sonny: He shouldn't be in here.
Kristina: This is Alexis' apartment, not yours.
Sonny: Yeah, but he doesn't get to push his way in to see Courtney. That's all I'm saying.
Courtney: That's not what happened.
Sonny: You were supposed to look out for her.
Alexis: Why don't you let Kristina explain?
Kristina: Mike wanted to talk to Courtney privately.
Sonny: Oh. He wanted to try his same sorry excuses on a new audience. Alright.
Courtney: It was my decision, Sonny. I wanted to see my father.
Sonny: You shouldn't have.
Courtney: That's up to me, don't you think?
Sonny: You don't know who you're dealing with.
Mike: Courtney can make up her own mind.
Sonny: Really? Oh, so she can forgive you, Mike? Listen to you whine and beg? You feed her lies until she -- she falls for your whole pathetic act again?
Mike: Listen, if you want to stay stuck in the past and continue to blame every mistake you've ever made because of what I did, that's fine, but Iím not going away. And I am not giving up a second chance with my daughter.
Sonny: Get out of here. Get out of here, Mike.
Courtney: My father came to see me. I'll be the one to tell him when to leave.
Zander: Are you ok?
Carly: I'm fine, but you're not. I'm calling an ambulance.
Zander: No, no, you're not.
Carly: Zander, you're hurt. You could have a concussion. Whatever those thugs did to you, they --
Rosco: I prefer the word "employees."
Carly: You bastard.
Rosco: This one's on the house. Next time, I expect some cash or our disagreement could get serious.
Zander: Oh, I should have seen this coming.
Carly: Don't blame yourself. Do you know what? If you're not going to go to the hospital, then I'm calling Sonny.
Zander: Alright. No -- no, you're not.
Alan: You said you wanted to be part of this family. You wanted to build a relationship with me. I believed you to be honest, and all along you were manipulating me.
Skye: No. I -- I never wanted to hurt you.
Alan: How can I believe you? How in God's name am I ever going to trust you again?
Skye: Ok, fine. Alright. Fine. I was bad, so what's my punishment then, huh? You going to send me back to Llanview to be with mommy or maybe some place less threatening to the family? Mars, perhaps?
Alan: I don't want you to go anywhere. I love you, Skye. That's the hardest part of all.
A.J.: Alright, then. What do you say we celebrate our reprieve from prison, huh?
Skye: A.J., Please, I'm not in the mood, ok? Dad just read me the riot act.
A.J.: I know. I heard. And I really hope you're not falling for it, Skye.
Skye: A.J., dad was right. I shouldn't have lied to him.
A.J.: Believe me, dad's done his fair share of lying over the years.
Skye: You don't get it.
A.J.: Don't fall for the "father knows best" act, Skye.
Skye: Our father treated me with decency, ok? He trusted me, and this is how I repay him? What is wrong with me? What is up with me? Why do I always act out?
A.J.: Because people like us don't get what we want. We have to fight for it. That's just the way it is in this family. You remember that next time you want to make nice and play by the rules. There are none -- except eat or be eaten, and I'm not going to be lunch again, not for anyone.
Skye: Not even Sonny Corinthos?
A.J.: Especially Sonny.
Skye: I hear the mental wheels spinning.
A.J.: You remember when I said that someday there would be something that Sonny really wanted, I'd find it and take it away?
A.J.: Well, I think I've found that something.
Mike: You don't have to take my side.
Courtney: I know.
Mike: If this is making you uncomfortable, I --
Courtney: It is. I'd like you to leave now.
Mike: Thanks for hearing me out. I'll be around.
Alexis: I'll get that.
Courtney: Ok, then, I'm -- I'm going to head upstairs. It's been a long night.
Sonny: Ok, you know what? We need to straighten a few things out.
Courtney: No, get straight on this. I don't appreciate you coming in here like you own the world. I don't care what you think or what your problems are with our father. I'll be the one to decide whether or not I want him or you in my life.
Kristina: I'll go make sure she's ok.
Sonny: Well, that went well.
Carly: Ok, what if you are seriously hurt? You could have internal bleeding or something.
Zander: I've been knocked around before. I'm going to be ok.
Carly: Why can't we tell Sonny?
Zander: I'm tired of other people fighting my battles for me, alright? Emily protected me with the Quartermaines, Sonny and Alexis protected me from Sorel, and you're trying to solve my love life. Nobody seems to think that I can stand on my own two feet.
Carly: Well, just barely.
Zander: I should have seen this coming. I should have protected both of us. Well, I will, from now on.
Carly: Ok. Well, shouldn't Sonny -- shouldn't he know that this guy is out there at least?
Zander: You want to start this club on your own, right?
Carly: Yes, but this has nothing to --
Zander: Ok, so leave him out of this. Come on, Iíll take you home.
Carly: Oh. Times like these, I wish I knew how to drive.
Zander: Well, don't start. I'm banged up enough as it is.
Carly: Ok, well, if a certain person were actually a really good friend, he might want to teach me sometime.
Zander: Oh, is that a challenge?
Carly: Has been for several people.
Zander: I might have to take you up on that.
Lucky: God! What am I doing?
Nikolas: You're angry. And you have every right to be.
Lucky: Don't -- don't go there with me. It makes me even more upset -- the fact that you're so damn understanding all the time. And you can't help me. There's nothing you can do, ok?
Nikolas: I just want you to be happy.
Lucky: I was happy. I was happy. I had the girl of my dreams, I had plans for my future, but now I've got zip.
Nikolas: Lucky, you still have Elizabeth. She loves you and you know that.
Lucky: But I don't love her. And she knows it.
Nikolas: Fine, ok there's still a chance, right?
Lucky: No -- you just don't get it, do you? No matter what \I do to her, she's going to end up being hurt and she doesn't deserve that. She deserves better than that.
Nikolas: I just think maybe --
Lucky: What? The hell with what you think. Unless you've got some sort of advice or something to offer me, keep your thoughts to yourself.
Elizabeth: I don't know what to do.
Bobbie: Then don't do anything.
Elizabeth: Well, I have to figure it out sometime.
Bobbie: It'll come to you. Why not be grateful for what's happened so far?
Elizabeth: Run that by me again.
Bobbie: Given Lucky's true feelings, maybe it's better that the wedding didn't happen. I mean, at least now, it's all out in the open. And he doesn't have to pretend anymore. And maybe he'll be able to sort it all out. Elizabeth, the worst part's over.
Elizabeth: So what am I supposed to do now?
Bobbie: That's for you to decide.
Elizabeth: I guess I can move on. Start dating. Not that I'll ever meet anyone I love more than Lucky. But maybe someday I'll meet some guy that I'll love just as much -- which is completely depressing to think about.
Bobbie: Any other options?
Elizabeth: Yeah. I could stick it out. I could stick with Lucky and never know where I stand.
Bobbie: Elizabeth, you risked your life for him, and he felt the same way about you. And even now, he's willing to spend the rest of his life with you so that he doesn't have to lose you.
Elizabeth: Yeah, but he will always remember how strong his love used to be. He'll know this is only a pale shadow.
Bobbie: Well, you know what? That's a lot closer to love than most people ever get.
Elizabeth: Ok. So, what if I do go back with him and we try it and it doesn't work out?
Bobbie: What if you don't try? You going to spend the rest of your life wondering if you could have made it work? Is that something you can live with?
Elizabeth: I'm not sure what's worse -- never knowing or knowing it was a mistake.
Bobbie: There is a third alternative. What if it works?
Elizabeth: Part of me understands why Lucky did it. He wants what's best for me. And that's noble and selfless -- and presumptuous. I didn't get a choice. He decided for the both of us, and -- and that -- that makes me feel pathetic, like I'm some poor, love-struck bride pining away with unrequited love.
Bobbie: You know Lucky didn't mean it that way.
Elizabeth: Ok, but still, on some deep level, he felt sorry for me. It's my fault, too. I am furious with myself for not seeing what was right in front of my face. I have always been able to pick up on Lucky's feelings, so how did I let myself get so deluded?
Bobbie: What do you feel for Lucky, now?
Elizabeth: I don't want anyone to know I'm here. Please.
Bobbie: Hi, Lucky.
Lucky: Bobbie. I'm trying to find Elizabeth. Do you know where she is?
Skye: What are you going to do to Sonny?
A.J.: You'll find out soon enough.
Skye: Have I told you how much I abhor mysteries?
A.J.: Well, what about you? I mean, wasn't there something you said you wanted?
A.J.: "Yeah." Look at you. You're looking awfully mysterious yourself.
Skye: Annoying, isn't it?
A.J.: Well, is this something going to magically appear?
Skye: I highly doubt it.
A.J.: Well, you have two choices, Skye. Now, you can be daddy's good little girl and sit in a corner, or find a way to get your hands on what you want. Night-night.
Skye: There's nobody out there. But what if there was?
Alexis: I hate to say that I told you so, but --
Sonny: You were right. I mean, 20-year-old girls don't like to be told what to do.
Alexis: Girls at my age don't like to be told what to do.
Sonny: Yeah, but you're experienced enough to make your own judgment calls. Courtney isn't. And I will not stand around and watch Mike jerk her around.
Alexis: It's not your decision to make.
Sonny: I know Mike's same routine, ok? He'll give her the phony sincerity, she'll crack the door open a little bit, let him in, and then she'll get hurt all over again.
Alexis: Regardless of what you think, Courtney is going to make up her own mind. Period. End of story.
Sonny: I blew it, didn't I?
Alexis: I wouldn't go that far.
Sonny: I understand her confusion, her betrayal. I mean, you know, she wants to love Mike in spite of it all, but he's not worth it. He never will be. But, see, she doesn't understand that yet. But one day, he's going to hurt her, and I'm not going to be there to stop it because she doesn't want me to. You know what? I'm -- you got enough on your mind. I shouldn't be bothering you with this stuff. Thanks for coming with me to the No-Name.
Alexis: Don't do that.
Sonny: Do what?
Alexis: Act like you're imposing on me. That hurts my feelings. You are my friend. You have a problem, and -- and it's my privilege to be your friend and listen.
Sonny: Yeah, but I don't want to bother you with my stuff --
Alexis: You're not bothering me. See, now you're hurting my feelings again. Do you not by now know how I feel about you?
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Jax: To what do I owe this pleasure?
Skye: I'm your new neighbor.
Lucky: She is here, isn't she?
Bobbie: It's not a good time.
Carly: I'm in trouble and I need your help. I don't want to say this in front of anyone else.
Rosco: Looking for me, kid?