GH Transcript Thursday 2/28/02



General Hospital Transcript Thursday 2/28/02

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

>> Previously on "General Hospital" --

Roy: We need to find Luke and Laura.

Sheriff: Nobody's going to find anybody. You're all coming with me.

Felicia: Oh, this doesn't make any sense!

Alexis: Could you get A.J. to back off of Courtney?

Jax: What's A.J.'s interest in Courtney?

A.J.: Only a matter of time before Courtney is eating out of the palm of my hand.

[Laura coughs]

Laura: Luke? Luke? Luke? Oh, my God. Luke? Luke?

Kristina: So you just happened to have a fully appointed cabin available, complete with resident elves to keep the home fires burning?

Ned: One of the advantages of being a Quartermaine. There aren't very many, but I take what I can get.

Kristina: Ned, I am impressed.

Ned: Actually, we don't have any resident elves, but we do have a very nice caretaker who has been kind enough to stock the fridge and put fresh flowers, I hope, in your room.

Kristina: What can I say? I'm overwhelmed.

Ned: Thank you. And before you get any ideas, the furniture here is far too heavy for one person to rearrange, and I'm not going to help you. So just think twice about feng shui'ing the place.

Kristina: Now, what kind of a guy refuses to help a woman feng shui a place?

Ned: Actually, a guy with very specific plans for the evening.

Kristina: Oh, really? And do these plans involve me?

Ned: Oh, yeah. They're all about you.

A.J.: This whole Courtney situation couldn't be going any better if I choreographed it myself. Oh, wait. I did. I'm good.

Skye: You really believe that, don't you?

A.J.: Skye, proof is all around. Courtney is with me and she's not going anywhere. Why? Because everything she needs is in that penthouse, including her soon-to-be man of her dreams. That would be me.

Skye: You know, you've had a little success, A.J., and it's gone right to your head. You're a little overconfident, which is why you can't see those bright, flashing, red stop signs over that girl's head. Now, come on. Be smart. Save yourself some grief and know when you've pushed a thing as far as it can go. Know when to stop before you take those extra few steps and make everything just blow up in your face. Take a clue from my relation-- from my game plan with Jax. You are headed for serious trouble here.

A.J.: I'm afraid the one who's in trouble is you.

Courtney: Put your hands in the air or I'll hit you again. You.

Laura: Oh, you've got to wake up. The longer you stay out, the greater the chance that -- okay. I'm not going to let you go. You're going to listen to me, all right? We're doing really well here, and we -- we beat Frank Smith and Jennifer Smith. 2-2. We -- we beat the Cassadines. For God's sakes, we even beat the stupid divorce. You can't let this crummy, old mineshaft ruin us now. You can't. Come on, Luke. Don't leave me. We know what that was like. We wasted all that time being apart when we really should've been together. Oh, Luke. Please. I know what life without you is like, and it's not worth living.

Luke: Hmm. Not to mention boring as hell. Oh.

Laura: Oh, Luke.

Luke: Oh.

Laura: Are you all right?

Luke: I --

Laura: Are you okay?

Luke: Who ordered the ham and cheese?

Laura: Luke?

Luke: Huh? Oh, hi, honey.

Laura: Hi.

Luke: We're not out of here yet, are we?

Laura: No. Are you okay?

Luke: Yeah. Yeah.

Laura: Oh, thank God.

Roy: You know, we are respectable, law-abiding citizens, and you are making a terrible mistake here.

Felicia: I have worked for the Port Charles police department in New York. We're just trying to help a couple of friends, that's all.

Deputy: I don't know what "respectable" and "law-abiding" means where you come from, but around here we got laws against impersonating a minister. It's called identity theft. Not to mention stealing his car and using it to trespass on private property for the purpose of assault.

Roy: I don't know how many times we're supposed to say it, but Jennifer Smith and her henchmen were holding a couple of our friends hostage.

Felicia: She was threatening their lives.

Deputy: I get that's your story and you're sticking to it, but maybe you want to think again. It's pretty lame, seeing as how there were no hostages on the Smith ranch and no one has come forward to press charges against Mrs. Smith and her boys.

Roy: "Her boys" are semi-retired career criminals. They're wanted in at least 10 states and by the F.B.I. and, for that matter, so is Jennifer Smith.

Deputy: I'm starting to detect hostility in your tone.

Roy: Well, wouldn't want that, would we?

Felicia: No, we wouldn't.

Roy: Look, Deputy, you just fax a few names to the F.B.I. They will confirm what I'm telling you. And then possibly we can move on to a couple of people who are in very real danger.

Felicia: And while you're at it, could you give Comm. Scorpio, Mac Scorpio, of the Port Charles police department a call? Because he will vouch for us.

Deputy: All right, I'll get on it.

Roy: Finally.

Felicia: Yeah.

Deputy: First thing in the morning.

Felicia: What?

Roy: Oh --

Deputy: Now, enough chitchat.

Roy: Look, would -- could you just -- you could maybe send a patrol car to just search the perimeter of the Smith ranch? I mean, you wouldn't mind doing that? I mean, unless you don't give a Damn that there are a couple of people who are actually out there stranded in the desert right now.

Deputy: Now, there's that tone again. Look, buddy, no one's going to buy your tall tale about your kidnapped pals whose escape you facilitated through criminal trespass, by the way, if they even exist at all. Now, you going to simmer down and get in these cells like the nice, respectable, law-abiding citizens you claim to be, or is this going to get ugly?

Skye: You know, that is so like you to turn a conversation around when the other person's saying something that you don't want to hear.

A.J.: Maybe it runs in the family.

Skye: What? I don't know what you're trying to say here.

A.J.: I'm apologizing, Skye, for not keeping up with my brotherly duties. You know, I've been so wrapped up with this Courtney thing that I lost track of what was happening with you. I should've seen this coming.

Skye: What -- what's "this"?

A.J.: Danger. I didn't protect you.

Skye: Hello? I was never in danger, remember? It was a hoax to make Jax think that I was being threatened by Sonny, a plan to incite Jax's anger so that he would act against Sonny. And it worked beautifully up to a point. Which is what I'm trying to get you to hear, A.J. I tried to milk it past that point. I should've stopped while I was head, but instead I lost all credibility with Jax. I lost his allegiance, his trust, his -- everything. You know the worst part? That once again Sonny walks away from it clean.

A.J.: I know. Don't you just hate that?

Skye: I was drunk on the initial success, just like you are right now. I was cocky and I was reckless and --

A.J.: And I selfishly let it happen.

Skye: Are we having two different conversations here?

A.J.: You're feeling uneasy, right?

Skye: Yes.

A.J.: And you don't know why? Come on. This has nothing to do with me or Courtney or Sonny or anybody being in physical danger. I warned you months ago, but you wouldn't listen, and now here we are. Look at you -- in love with Jax.

Jax: You know, first time I saw you, you were trying to crash a formal New Year's Eve party in a pair of jeans. Next you were on my boat, having strolled in from the docks uninvited for a -- a late tour. Now you've just tried to knock my brains out with a laptop. I'll say this -- you certainly know how to make a lasting impression.

Courtney: I'm really sorry. I -- I thought you were one of Sonny's men, and right now I'm trying to avoid my brother at all costs. Wait a minute. Why am I apologizing and explaining myself to a man who just broke in? What are you doing here anyway?

Jax: I was looking for you.

Kristina: Thank you.

Ned: Mm-hmm.

Kristina: Hmm. So, tell me about this cabin.

Ned: What's to tell?

Kristina: Well, how long has it been in the family? You know, is it for the exclusive use of Quartermaine men? Stuff like that.

Ned: Well, listen. I'll be happy to answer any questions you might have, but not tonight. Tonight we are going to do something completely different.

Kristina: Okay.

Ned: You see, it occurred to me that you know everything about me and my family but I know nothing about you and yours.

Kristina: No, that's not true.

Ned: It's true.

Kristina: Is it?

Ned: I know nothing about, for instance, what kind of books you like to read. Who's your favorite artist? What's your favorite color? Whether you're a dog person or a cat person.

Kristina: Dog.

Ned: Oh. Well, see? The history of Kristina, part one.

[Kristina laughs]

Ned: So, Professor Cassadine, your student is in attendance. I'm ready to begin.

Kristina: Well, student, where do you want me to start?

Felicia: Why didn't you jump him?

Roy: What, why didn't I jump him?

Felicia: Yes.

Roy: You see that thing in the deputy's holster? That's a gun. I have found that stray bullets tend to derail spontaneous, unarmed jailbreaks.

Felicia: Oh.

Roy: Yeah.

Felicia: Did you come all the way down here without an I.D.? I mean, how did you get on the airplane? Don't you have some kind of F.B.I. badge or a PCPD something?

Roy: Well, I have further found that when you're working undercover, official I.D. tends to compromise that cover, which leads rapidly to sudden, unanticipated death.

Felicia: Oh. That's an interesting perspective.

Roy: Yeah.

Felicia: I usually use a fake I.D.

Roy: I left it home.

Felicia: Oh! Mr. Deputy? You forgot something. We are entitled to one telephone call each. Hello, hello, Mr. Deputy? Could you kindly hand me my telephone so that we can make that call we are entitled?

Deputy: Crime suspects in Armadillo County are not entitled to anything until Sheriff Lovejoy says so. And right now Sheriff Lovejoy is enjoying a late dinner with some friends.

Roy: I thought he was questioning Jennifer Smith.

Deputy: A man's got to eat.

Felicia: When is Sheriff Piggy going to be back?

Deputy: There's no telling. Now, simmer down. I'm trying to concentrate.

Felicia: Will you think of something?

Laura: Here.

Luke: Hold it. Where's -- where is it? Ah, there we are.

Laura: Ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Luke: There she goes. It's going to go, I think. I could almost imagine --

Laura: Great.

Luke: That I'm looking at you from the light of a full moon on the deck of a cruise ship.

Laura: Only you could make this filthy, old mineshaft romantic.

Luke: What do you say we take advantage of that?

Laura: I don't think so. I think we should be finding a way out of this place.

Luke: You really want to be practical at a wonderful time like this?

Laura: No, I think I'd just like to stay alive.

Luke: Okay. That makes sense. All right, call it.

Laura: Tails.

Luke: Tails it is. That means I go left.

Laura: Yeah? What's the plan?

Luke: The plan is I'm going to go down the left tunnel here. If it comes to an end, I'll come back, and then I'll go down the right tunnel. If I find a way out, I'll come back and get you. You just stay right here.

Laura: But I could just go down the right tunnel at the same time. We'll save a little bit of time here.

Luke: No, darling, darling, you've done enough. You saved me from the jaws of death -- marrying Jennifer. Why don't you just rest, and I'll be back.

Laura: Be careful, Luke.

Luke: You, too.

Laura: Rest? That's ridiculous. Rest. Full of it.

Skye: Where did that come from? I never said I was in love with Jax.

A.J.: No, you never said it.

Skye: That is just ridiculous. I mean, how could that possibly happen?

A.J.: Because stuff happens when you least expect it. You know, there you are, minding your own business, you know, playing your tough Skye routine. And then, all of a sudden, there he is -- Jax, the golden boy. I know all about golden boys, Skye -- heavy on the charm, light on emotional baggage, no bad habits -- at least nothing public or embarrassing. Ugh. Natural winner. Why wouldn't you fall in love with this guy? Everybody else does.

Skye: Okay. Maybe I do have some minor feelings for Jax.

A.J.: You do realize it can never work?

Skye: No, I -- it -- why not?

A.J.: You'll never be a golden child, Skye. You're like me -- needy, lonely, unscrupulous, scratching to always get ahead, you know. The anointed ones -- they -- they'll never want us. Why? Because they can't trust us or respect us. Sure, we'll do in a pinch -- you know, momentary purpose -- but for the long haul, we lose.

Skye: Wow. This is really making me feel better.

A.J.: That's not my job. I care about you. I just want to see you cut your losses. Do whatever you have to do to get this guy out of your system. And whatever you do, don't tell him how you feel because that'll just give him the license to break your heart. I love you.

Courtney: Looking for me? Is that supposed to be a joke, or do you just think I'm totally clueless?

Jax: Neither.

Courtney: You barely know me. You have no reason to be looking for me. And you couldn't have possibly known I was staying here. But I'm sued to believe by some bizarre homing instinct for strangers you managed to track me down? And even if I do, how do you explain breaking in instead of knocking on the door like a normal person?

Jax: I found you by following through on a series of Lucky clues.

Courtney: What? So now you're some kind of detective?

Jax: Didn't have to be. I just made a few simple deductions. And I broke in here on the chance that A.J. might be holding you against your will.

Courtney: And why would he do that?

Jax: Because he is a nasty, vindictive piece of work who despises your brother. I bet 9/10ths of what he's told you is a lie. And, believe me, whatever troubles you're avoiding or running from, A.J. will only make them worse.

Courtney: You know, all I know about you is that you don't like my brother any more than A.J. does and that you were sneaky enough to pick a lock. So why would I trust you at all?

A.J.: Because Jax is as honest as they come.

Ned: Well, what's the closest thing a man could be to perfection in your eyes?

Kristina: Ahem. Well, he would have to be interesting and smart, funny, interested in me. He would have to want to know what it is that makes me tick.

Ned: That sounds fair. So, since you've been in Port Charles, have you met any prospects?

Kristina: Maybe one.

[Knock on door]

Ned: What the Hell? I can't believe it.


Ned: Grandfather, what are you doing?

Edward: You think you can hide from me?

Ned: Apparently not. What the Hell are you doing?

Edward: I need your help, Ned, because the "financial times" is about to do a profile on Skye!

Alan: Hey. Hi. The meeting actually was earlier tonight.

Skye: Father.

Alan: How are you? They rescheduled the meeting. It was, like, about an hour ago and -- if I would have known you were coming, I would've called you, tell you about the time change.

Skye: Oh -- you know, it was just a spur of the moment thing. I was actually in the neighborhood having dinner with friends and just thought I'd stop by.

Alan: Good. I've been thinking about you a lot, just wondering how you're doing, and actually picked up the phone a couple of times.

Skye: Does "almost" count?

Alan: Are you all right?

Skye: Couldn't be better. Really. I just closed a $3 million deal. Being profiled in the "financial times." Couldn't be better. Life's great.

Alan: Well, I'm glad. Congratulations. I understand you rescinded your offer to Edward to be C.E.O. of E.L.Q.?

Skye: I'm not about to defend my position, if that's where you're headed.

Alan: I'm not headed that way. You don't have to defend yourself. It's just that I'm not privy to your life anymore and I would like to be. So maybe there's a chance you could slot me in for dinner sometime?

Skye: You know, I am so busy with work and my social life. I'll check my calendar and get back to you.

Alan: Okay. Good. Well, I'm glad everything's going so well.

Skye: Yeah. It was really great seeing you.

Alan: Thank you.

Skye: I lied.

A.J.: Jax, can I offer you something to eat or drink?

Courtney: This guy just broke into your suite and he was just telling me what a jerk you are.

A.J.: Sticks and stones. Were you looking for something in particular when you let yourself in?

Jax: I found her.

A.J.: What made you think Courtney was here?

Jax: Well, you see, some of us pay attention to detail, A.J. For example, Skye wouldn't be caught dead wearing a sweat jacket. So when she abruptly and somewhat awkwardly claimed the jacket that was draped over your chair as hers, it registered. Later on I happened upon Alexis with a box of Courtney's clothes, and wouldn't you know it -- there was the bottom to match the top. Wasn't that difficult to piece together.

A.J.: You must be disappointed. You see, Jax probably thought that you were locked in a tower, chained to a wall, guarded by a dragon. He's got a quirky personality trait, don't you, Jax? Huh? You kind of look at yourself as caped crusader, always looking for attractive women to rescue. But you know what, Jax? You're basically a good guy.

Courtney: You are being unbelievably understanding.

Jax: Yes, unbelievably.

A.J.: If I got angry at everyone who badmouthed me, I'd be mad all the time. And what kind of way is that to live life?

Jax: You know, just for the record, this friendly, generous, unassuming fellow -- there's no relationship to the real A.J. Quartermaine.

Courtney: You know what? If I wanted someone to tell me what to think or who to like or who not to trust, I'd just go back to Sonny. Think I'd rather watch a movie. You are being way too nice. Why don't you just throw him out?

Jax: That was a brilliant performance. But understand -- this little game's over.

Luke: How smart is it to be carrying a flame in a mineshaft? Not very. Damn. Dead end.


Luke: Oh, please tell me that's not you.

Laura: It's not me. Hi. I guess they both end up in the same place.

Luke: Yeah. Uh --

Laura: You're not mad, are you?

Luke: No, no, not at all. Honey, I think it's not a good idea to keep an open flame in a mineshaft.  So--

Laura: Whoa!  

[Laura coughs]

Laura: Now what?

Luke: Now I guess we wait for Doc and Dopey and the other dwarves to come and dig us out. 

[Luke coughs]

Roy: I can't believe you're ratting me out after everything we've been through. We were supposed to be a team.

Deputy: Pipe down in there. Let the little lady talk and quit mucking up the confession tape.

Felicia: This is all about a horse. A stolen horse.

Deputy: Did he steal it?

Felicia: Well, I can't really say exactly -- not just yet anyway.

Roy: Felicia, I will never forgive you for betraying me like this.

Felicia: The point is the horse theft reignited a whole family feud that's going on between the Ramirez family -- that's my grandmother, Mariah Ramirez of Aqua Dulce, Texas. This feud's been going on for an awfully long time between my family and the Texas Smiths. And you know how these traditional grudges can be. You know, one person gets upset and then everybody's at each other's necks, you know? But anyway, yes, he did. He did steal the horse. And I really don't think there's any big deal about it because it's such a big circle. Nobody's really at fault. It happens all the time.

Roy: Deputy Dave, you're a fool if you believe a word she says! She's a liar!

Deputy: I've had just about enough of your mouth. Let the little lady talk, or I'm going to come in there and gag you myself.

Roy: Now, I strongly advise you not make that attempt.

Sheriff Lovejoy: Looks like I got here just in time.

Roy: She has every right to take that phone.

Felicia: You're darn right. Especially since Deputy Dave denied us the phone calls that we were legally entitled to.

Sheriff Lovejoy: I'm the arbitrator of felon entitlements in Armadillo County. Take her and put her in the cell.

Felicia: What? What?

Sheriff Lovejoy: You ought to be ashamed of yourself, letting her play you like that.

Felicia: What -- we don't get to make the calls?

Sheriff Lovejoy: Only when I say so and not a moment before. And you may as well know I'm not obliged to grant phone privileges after 8:00 at night.

Roy: This is unbelievable! We have already cooled our jets while you stuffed your face with what must've been a nine-course dinner. Now you're going to hold us overnight? That's ridiculous. Uh-huh. So much for being detained for questioning.

Felicia: Why is that woman walking around free?

Jennifer: Sheriff, I thought you'd enjoy the rest of my peach cobbler.

Sheriff Lovejoy: I'm going to miss your pies, Jennifer.

Jennifer: Well, I'll have to send you some from Mexico.

Sheriff Lovejoy: Well, I'd be much obliged. And I'm grateful for your contribution to my home beautification retirement fund. Armadillo County's going to miss you and your boys.

Jennifer: Oh, and I'm sure going to miss Armadillo County. It's just a shame that I have to uproot after all these happy years. And I sure have learned one thing -- I'll never trust a man again. Except for you, Lovejoy.

Laura: Oh. Are you sure that the Seven Dwarves are going to come and dig us out?

Luke: Absolutely, Snow White.

Laura: No, Luke, I mean it. I mean it. How is Roy going to know that we're stuck down in this thing?

Luke: Sweetheart, he's smart, he's resourceful, and he won't give up until he finds us. And Felicia knows this area like the back of her hand.

Laura: Oh, great. Oh, that's fabulous. You know, forgive me that I don't feel like listening to a dissertation about Felicia's skills and talents.

Luke: Fine, no problem. There's a lot of ways I'd rather spend this time.

Laura: Hmm. Yeah, me, too. Me, too. Me, too. Oh. I know. I know, I know. We'll plan the wedding.

Luke: What?

Laura: That's what we can do. We'll plan our wedding. That's it. I want it to be magical. I want to have a million dress fittings. I want to have a million bridesmaids and even more flowers -- tons and tons of flowers. Yeah, that's it. That's it.

Luke: Great.

Laura: And you know what?

Luke: What?

Laura: You know what I'm going to be especially looking forward to?

Luke: No, darling, what?

Laura: The anticipation that we're going to build from not sleeping together until the night of the wedding.

Luke: Whoa. Who said anything about that? That's not part of the deal. That was not part of the deal the first time around.

Laura: Well, I think maybe we should do it right this time.

Luke: That doesn't make any sense!

Laura: Doesn't it?

Luke: No. But if you want to talk weddings, let's talk weddings.

Laura: Oh, Luke. I can't believe you had that with you.

Luke: I've been carrying it around for months. It's burning a hole in my pocket.

Edward: You cannot avoid your responsibility by running away to some ski cabin.

Ned: Grandfather, I am in the middle of something! Would you mind?

Edward: You are running away from me, and I won't have it. Now, look, Skye is becoming further and further entrenched at E.L.Q. and the financial papers are beginning to pay her some mind. And if we have any chance of blocking her ascent, you have to help me with a counterassault now.

Ned: But -- no, not now. Later.

Edward: No, no --

Ned: We'll do it later!

Edward: Get -- oh, hello, young lady. Oh.

Kristina: Hi, Mr. Quartermaine.

Edward: Oh. On -- on second thought, Ned, why don't you just stay here. You know, take advantage of the peace and the quiet to recharge some of your creative energies. You know, help you strategize your assault. And maybe -- maybe Kristina here could help you, hmm? There's some candles right over there in those drawers right there and -- because the lamp light can be a real strain on your eyes. Hmm? Yes, that's fine.

Ned: Thank you for your concern.

Edward: Good. Good. Good timing, Alice. We're ready to leave.

Alice: Not anytime soon, we're not.

Edward: What the hell is that?

Alan: You know, if you're concerned about missing the meeting, there's one at 6:00 a.m.

Skye: Oh, it's not about the meeting. It's -- it's everything.

Alan: Well, could you be a bit more specific?

Skye: Well, I wasn't lying about business. It's great. But my personal life -- I'm beginning to have feelings for someone.

Alan: Well, that's good, isn't it?

Skye: I can't tell.

Alan: Well, is there something wrong with this person that you have feelings for?

Skye: No, no. Quite the opposite, actually. He's really wonderful.

Alan: Well, does he know how you feel about him?

Skye: I think he's had a few hints, but I'd rather bite my tongue than have to tell how I feel about him.

Alan: Why?

Skye: Well, because telling somebody you love them is like putting a big, red target around your heart. Isn't it?

Alan: Yeah, well, falling in love can be risky business, but, you know, there's always a chance that he'll love you back.

A.J.: Yeah, sure, you could scurry over to Sonny's and tell him that Courtney's here with me. But what would that accomplish? You hate him as much as I do. Why do him a favor?

Jax: But I don't hate Courtney.

A.J.: You don't know Courtney. She doesn't know you. You don't know what she wants or needs. I do.

Jax: Oh, please, A.J., spare me.

A.J.: You know what, Jax? Go ahead. But let me tell you something. If -- if Sonny's goons knock on that door, Courtney's going to know it's because of you. You'll make an enemy -- another one. You do have a track record to consider.

Jax: Are you making your way to a point sometime in the near future?

A.J.: Matter of fact, I am. You appointed yourself Brenda's protector and her crazy mother drove her off a cliff. And then there was my cousin Chloe, and we know how that ended, too, don't we? You couldn't stop that, either. And now there's my sister Skye. Jax, I don't want to see her die, okay? And Courtney -- she's got her whole life ahead of her. So, please, do us all a favor and get out of the rescue business before another young woman ends up dead.

Jax: Tell Courtney I said good night.

Felicia: Peach cobbler. No wonder they're friends. You know, maybe we're getting all worked up for nothing. Maybe Luke and Laura are on a plane back to Port Charles or maybe they're in a hotel room having some kind of romantic interlude or something.

Roy: Or maybe they've run into some real serious glitch. Because otherwise they would've come back by now to check on us.

Laura: I love it. I love it! It's so beautiful! It is so incredibly beautiful.

Luke: You're beautiful. You wear diamonds beautifully.

Laura: Oh. Thank you. Thank you so much. Oh, Luke. I can't believe we're going to get a second chance.

Luke: I always knew we would.

Laura: Liar.

Luke: Okay, I was fervently hopeful.

Laura: Luke, thank you for not giving up on me, even when I asked you to.

Luke: Sweetheart, not a chance.

Laura: Oh, God, Luke. What if they don't find us?

Luke: Come on. Sit down with me. Sit down. Come on.

Laura: Do you think there's enough air in this place?

Luke: Sure there is. Let's not think about that. Talk to me about this wedding. Tell me about all those fittings and the -- the gown and all the flowers and what will you serve the guests at the reception and --

Laura: Oh, guests --

Luke: Come on, tell me. Tell me.

Laura: The reception.

Luke: Tell me.

Laura: I don't know.

Kristina: Oh, Ned, thank you so much for bringing me here. It really was so beautiful and, gosh, so romantic.

Ned: Oh, yeah. Real romantic.

Alice: Come on.

Edward: What?

Alice: You've got to stay warm. I want you to drink your hot chocolate.

Edward: All right.

Alice: Okay? You're still recovering from surgery.

Edward: All right. But don't worry about me. You just fix the car. It's too bad we can't use Ned's car. You know, frankly, I am very surprised that you don't know how to drive a stick shift.

Alice: I just never learned. But if it'll make you happy, I will.

Edward: Fine, Alice, fine. You -- you just fix the car. That's fine. Mm-hmm. Fine.

Courtney: Did Jax leave?

A.J.: What a shame, huh?

Courtney: Do you think he'll tell Sonny I'm here?

A.J.: We had a little meeting of the minds. Don't worry about Jax. I've handled it. He won't say a word.

A.J.'s voice: You hate Sonny as much as I do. Why do him a favor?

>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Jax: I need you to tell me everything you know about A.J., what he's capable of.

A.J.: Jax won't tell him because you are going to help me.

Zander: I quit.

Luke: I need to ask you something. Your answer determines the rest of our lives.

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