General Hospital Transcript Tuesday 4/23/02
>> Previously on "General Hospital" --
Jax: What your brother did tonight, you're not responsible for that.
Skye: I should have done something weeks ago.
Lucky: Why did you page me?
Sarah: Why did you tell Bobbie to have me meet you up here?
Lucky: I didn't.
Sarah: Well, neither did I.
Lucky: Well, then who did?
A.J.: Courtney and I are moving in.
Sonny: You forced me to choose and I chose you. Did you choose me?
Carly: Ooh, nice shot. Hey, what happened to you?
Zander: Oh, it was a bar fight.
Carly: What, here?
Zander: No, it was a roadhouse in Greenfield. Some friends of mine, Harry and Sandy, own a bar up there. I was there and some guys started breaking up the place and they didn't have a bouncer, so I helped out.
Carly: Ooh, does it hurt?
Carly: A little?
Zander: Yes. Don't touch it. Here, play me in a game of pool instead.
Carly: Oh, you know, it's so funny that you should mention that because -- ooh, sorry -- I think you can improve your game.
Zander: Oh, you do, huh?
Carly: Mm-hmm. And all you need to help it is this.
Zander: Oh, my God. Wow.
Carly: I saw it in a sports store and I just couldn't resist.
Zander: Wow, my God, you really didn't have to -- wait a second. This wouldn't be to get me to -- bribe me to do anything, would it?
Carly: No, actually, it is a thank-you gift.
Zander: For what?
Carly: For getting me over the hump.
Zander: I don't follow.
Courtney: We're moving in with your family?
A.J.: It's a great idea, don't you think?
Alan: He didn't ask you, either?
Edward: I invited them.
Monica: This is -- this is really unexpected.
Edward: You don't have a problem with it, Monica, do you?
Monica: Other than your usual forgetfulness regarding the ownership of this house.
Skye: Well, let the games begin.
Jax: Sure you want to go in there?
Skye: I don’t. I want to turn right back around, go out that door with you back to the lake house. But I know I'm the only one who has any prayer of getting through to A.J.
Jax: You know, you don't have to do this alone.
Skye: Jax, you have been so wonderful, really, but this is going above and beyond the call of duty. You've done everything you could to save A.J. from Sonny and himself. I think I can take it from here.
Jax: Okay. Call me if you need anything.
Skye: Oh, I will.
Edward: Can you think of a reason in the world why A.J. and his lovely bride shouldn't reside in the family home?
Alan: It's not your decision to make.
Edward: Oh, I know, I know, it's Monica’s as owner of this house. You see, Courtney, Alan gave this house to Monica as a wedding present, and that gives you an idea of some of the perks that you can expect as a Quartermaine bride.
Courtney: I didn't marry A.J. for perks.
Edward: I know, and that is precisely why you deserve them, dear. I assume your answer will be a resounding yes, hmm?
A.J.: Perfect timing. I've just been invited back into the family fold, and if you're very nice to me and you mind your manners, I'll open the door to you, too.
Elizabeth: Well, here we all are.
Lucky: Elizabeth, what are --
Elizabeth: What am I doing up here? Kind of takes the thrill out of the two of you being alone, doesn't it?
Lucky: What? Excuse me? We got messages from each other.
Sarah: I thought maybe there was a crisis.
Elizabeth: And you came running as fast as your little legs could carry you.
Sarah: I happen to be on a break.
Elizabeth: It was a test, Sarah, for the both of you. You see, I'm the one who sent those messages to see how quickly you'd respond. And I must say, you beat my fastest estimate. Seven seconds flat. Wow. Now, are you really on a break, or is Lucky that important you figured your patients could wait?
Lucky: No, it wasn't like that.
Elizabeth: Oh, are you Sarah’s gallant defender now?
Sarah: Lizzie, it's no big deal.
Elizabeth: Save it. You proved my point. One sends a message, the other comes running, just like that. Wait -- they write songs about this, don't they, Lucky? Hey, didn't you write a song for me once?
Lucky: Look, whatever you're thinking --
Elizabeth: I'm thinking about you and Sarah locked in a passionate kiss -- a small detail I had to hear about from Gia.
Lucky: I can explain that.
Elizabeth: And I'm thinking about seeing the two of you with my very own eyes, arms wrapped around each other out in front of Jake’s. And I'm thinking about you and Sarah repeatedly denying that you even connected last night. And I'm thinking that my boyfriend and my sister are liars. And I'm wondering just how long they've been lying to me.
Sarah: Give me a chance to explain, Liz.
Elizabeth: You had your chance when I asked you about last night. But all you did was lie. You didn't find Lucky, you didn't talk to him. Huh, maybe you didn't spend as much time on conversation as you did groping each other, but what you said was choice -- what you have between you and how I can never know. And I guess that explains why when I asked you if you had seen Sarah, you covered, no hesitation, no guilty looks. You know, if they gave out medals for synchronized lying, the two of you would take gold.
Sarah: It was my fault, not Lucky's.
Elizabeth: He looked like an active participant in that parking lot.
Sarah: He wanted to tell you what happened.
Lucky: We decided not to because --
Elizabeth: Because why screw up a good thing? I mean, you've got Sarah in your arms and faithful Elizabeth without a clue.
Lucky: No. No, I never thought anything like that at all.
Sarah: We didn't want to hurt you.
Elizabeth: Oh. Oh, I see. God, I -- I love it. St. Sarah, always the perfect one. So you did this all for me? You messed around with my boyfriend, but it was actually a kind and thoughtful thing to do because you didn't want to hurt me? How do you do that? You know, ever since we were kids, you had this amazing talent for convincing everyone you were the most wonderful girl in the world. You know, one of these days, you're going to have to let me in on your secret.
Sarah: I was wrong, Liz.
Elizabeth: You know, I fell for your act myself. I thought I was on to you, but then you came back from Europe and you convinced me that you wanted us to be close, that -- that we were going to bond like we never bonded before.
Sarah: That is what I want, Liz.
Elizabeth: Wrong, Sarah. Somewhere along the line, you lost interest in me and decided to bond with Lucky, instead.
Lucky: No, it's the first and the last time that it ever happened.
Elizabeth: Oh. Oh, I see. Okay, so I got it. You guys just gave in to passion. God, now I feel so much better. Thank you.
Sarah: It was a mistake, Liz. We didn't mean for this to happen.
Elizabeth: When exactly did you decide to make a play for Lucky? Was it around the time you changed your tune? "Hang in there, Lizzie, Lucky's worth the fight." Or was it before we all started living together? Is that why you wanted to move in to Wyndemere? Or did you want Lucky the second you opened that wedding e-mail and you realized that your little sister finally had something you didn't? Is that what this is all about? I finally make a place for myself apart from you, and you can't stand it? You have to have a man of your own, and if that man is mine --
Lucky: Stop it! Just stop it now! Come on!
Alan: Courtney, this is no reflection on you, but neither of you are moving in to this house.
Monica: Skye certainly isn't.
Skye: I wouldn't live here again if I was paid by the hour.
Monica: Then we're in agreement. And, A.J., this is a big decision. We're going to have to discuss this.
Skye: Could I speak to the two of you first?
Monica: I can't imagine what you would have to say to any of us.
A.J.: Neither can I.
Courtney: I can. Skye's here to tell your parents the same thing she told me on my wedding day -- that you don't really love me, you only married me to get back at Sonny.
A.J.: Believe it or not, Skye actually believes she's helping.
Courtney: By trying to sabotage us from day one?
A.J.: She doesn't understand how I feel.
Courtney: Obviously not. I can only hope that my new in-laws won't buy into her lies any more than I did.
Skye: Look, I'm not leaving until I say what I have to say. Now, I can just do that in front of everyone if you'd like.
Courtney: Fine. I'd like to hear it.
A.J.: No. You know what -- I would not subject Courtney to another one of your hurtful rants. Why don't you just knock yourself out here. Courtney?
Edward: You're being far too kind, A.J.
Monica: Okay. What do you want?
Skye: To stop A.J. before he self-destructs.
Edward: It'll all work out, you'll see.
A.J.: Yeah, Grandfather's right.
Edward: You can have your pick of suites. In fact, you could have a whole wing if you'd like. I'll have Alice give you a tour of the house.
Courtney: No way am I living here.
Carly: You know, I couldn't sleep the other night after we said goodbye. Antic thinking about what was happening with Sonny and A.J.
Zander: You didn't do anything crazy, did you?
Carly: No, the feeling passed. You know, it was like a fever -- it spiked and then it burned out, and it was all because of you, Zander. You're turning me into a grownup.
Zander: If that's what you want to call it.
Carly: Oh, come on, don't spoil my moment here. You did.
Zander: Yeah, yeah.
Carly: Now I want to pay you back. So how's this -- Leticia has the night off and Michael is over at my mom's, so after the club closes, I'm going to come pick you up, take you out for a meal of your choice -- burgers, chilidogs, buffalo wings, whatever you want, okay? It's a thank-you dinner for standing by me the whole time I was Sonny-obsessed.
Zander: You saying you're cured?
Carly: Not completely, but I am making progress.
Zander: Yes, you are, you are.
Carly: So I want to celebrate later by beating you at a game of pool, okay? See you.
Zander: You're on.
Kristina: You were right, I was wrong, and I'm here to concede defeat.
Zander: About what?
Kristina: You may want to be a substitute for Sonny, but there is no way in hell that I'm going to be a substitute for Alexis.
Sonny: Come here.
Alexis: This is just a little --
Sonny: It's right, it's right.
Alexis: It's sudden.
Sonny: Hey, hey, not for me.
Elizabeth: I'm sorry, am I making poor Sarah feel bad for throwing herself at you?
Lucky: She's not after me.
Elizabeth: Save it, Lucky.
Lucky: This isn't about her, okay? This is about us.
Elizabeth: Huh. Isn't it sweet how protective he is? You know, that's one of the reasons I fell in love with him. He used to protect me from all kinds of things. And now look at him, protecting you from me.
Lucky: You give us a minute alone, Sarah?
Elizabeth: Why? So you can work on me one-on-one? Charm me into believing your lies? Sorry, Lucky, it's a little too late for that.
Elizabeth: Wow. She even obeys.
Lucky: I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I made a mistake.
Elizabeth: Yeah, well, you didn't look too sorry last night.
Lucky: It didn't mean anything to me, Elizabeth, and the fact that it hurts you is killing me. That moment with Sarah -- it was nothing but some sort of stupid impulse.
Elizabeth: Shut up, Lucky. Just shut up. You know what -- I counted on you to tell me the truth always, and ever since I got back, all you've been doing is lying.
Lucky: What? Elizabeth, I am just as confused as you are! My feelings are all mixed up!
Elizabeth: Well, you know what, Lucky -- it's really quite simple. All you have to do is say what you mean. Will you do me that favor, please? Will you at least think before you speak and tell me the truth like you used to? Why don't you tell me the truth right now?
Courtney: How could you make a huge decision like this without consulting me?
A.J.: I absolutely should have consulted you.
Courtney: You know who you just reminded me of in there? Sonny, trying to tell me what to do and order me around.
A.J.: I am sorry. I'm wrong. I can't believe how thoughtless I am. Listen, Courtney, my whole life, I have felt like the kid that didn't belong in this family. My grandfather withheld affection my whole life, and then suddenly he was warm and welcoming. Why? Because of you, my new bride. Why did I let it matter to me? I don't know. You know, I mean, it's not as if I've ever felt like a part of this family before, and it's way too late for second chances, so --
Courtney: Probably is.
A.J.: I have you now. You are my family, okay, and it would be so selfish of me to ask you to live here -- and pointless, too. Think about it -- it'd be like throwing you into a room with Janine, Mike, and Sonny and hoping for a love-fest.
Courtney: "Pointless" isn't the word.
A.J.: Yeah. Could we just chalk this up to a temporary loss of sanity? I will thank Grandfather for the invitation, let him know that we kindly pass, okay? Please forgive me for my blast from the past. I am very sorry.
Edward: So, Courtney, I'd like to have you meet Alice. She and Sally are the upstairs maids. And you've met Reginald, the butler. And we have a cook, hmm, but I'd advise you to avoid her at all costs because she is extremely temperamental.
Courtney: I'll keep that in mind. It's nice to meet you, Alice.
Alice: Mr. Quartermaine wants me to give you a tour so you can pick out a room.
Edward: Mm-hmm. Choose any one you like, my dear. It's all up to you.
Skye: Do not let A.J. move back into this house. He'll only be playing husband to a girl that he cares nothing about.
Alan: You are hardly one to criticize after some of the stunts that you've pulled.
Skye: Dad, I don't know how long it's been going on, okay, but A.J. has been drinking again.
Carly: Okay, time for dinner, Mr. Man. The cook has chicken fingers waiting for you and Maxie. Come on, they're going to get cold.
Michael: I want to make a birthday card for Uncle Sonny, now.
Carly: Oh, okay. Well, how's this -- I have an idea for you, all right? Why don't you design the card while you and Maxie are eating, hmm?
Maxie: Yeah, you can show me what you want to do, Michael.
Carly: Okay, and then you can draw it after you're finished eating, okay?
Carly: All right. Here you go. Get those.
Jax: So you're going to make a birthday card, huh?
Jax: What are you going to put on it?
Michael: It's going to have airplanes and boats and a big picture of me and Uncle Sonny.
Jax: Well, that sounds terrific.
Maxie: Come on, Michael.
Carly: Enjoy your dinner. All right, don't even say it, okay?
Carly: I don't know, something negative about Sonny. Just --
Jax: Well, Sonny is extremely flawed, but I must say that he does have a few redeeming qualities.
Edward: So, are you ready for the tour, my dear?
A.J.: Actually, Courtney and I have discussed it and we've decided --
Courtney: That we would really love to have a room with a lot of sun and maybe a view of the garden?
Edward: Well, then I think the west wing will be perfect for you. Alice, deal with that.
A.J.: Thank you.
A.J.: You were right -- I'm glad I didn't give up.
Edward: You see? I told you perseverance will pay off.
A.J.: Right, and everything's falling into place.
Edward: Sure, everything except your wretched sister who's bound and determined to stab you in the back.
Monica: Have you ever seen A.J. drunk?
Skye: No, but --
Monica: Well, I have, dozens of times. He is my son and I know when he is drinking.
Skye: Look, I smelled liquor on his breath at his wedding, okay? My God, can't you see? A.J.'s lying to everyone. He's doing whatever he wants and to hell with the rest of the world.
Monica: At the moment, Skye, you're describing yourself.
Skye: A.J. feels indestructible, like nothing can touch him. He's being reckless, taking wild chances, feeling as all-powerful as a God. You know what that means, don't you, Dad?
Jax: So A.J. was absolutely sure of himself. He told Sonny that he was prepared to drop Courtney in a flash. He was convinced somehow that Sonny would -- would exchange his sister for Michael. So he listened to A.J.'s proposal and somehow refrained himself from tearing him apart, which, I say, I don't know if I could have done the same thing. Anyway, then he took Courtney out onto the terrace and, after a private talk with her, they came back in and he raised his glass to the newlyweds.
Carly: That -- that just must be awful for Sonny to have to make a choice like that. Knowing his sister is tied to that worm, A.J., for who knows how long and there is nothing that he can do about it. It's got to be killing him.
Lucky: You want the truth? You want the truth? The truth is I still want to get back on track with you, Elizabeth. I want us to be like we were.
Elizabeth: How can you look me in the eye and say that?
Lucky: Because I mean it.
Elizabeth: I gave you every possible out, Lucky. I told you we could cut our losses, admit how we really felt, part ways, and leave with happy memories of what we used to have. But time and time again you said no. You asked me to hang on. You begged me to keep trying and allow you to keep trying.
Lucky: I still feel that way.
Elizabeth: You kissed my sister in Jake’s parking lot, and you call that trying?
Lucky: There's nothing going on between your sister and me, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Oh, don't insult my intelligence.
Lucky: I was upset, okay? She came into Jake’s -- I yelled at her, I blew her off, and it ended up hurting her feelings, and so I went out after her and it caused this chain of --
Elizabeth: Keep going.
Lucky: A stupid impulse! I don't know! The point is it was unimportant, it was trivial, it didn't mean anything! It happened then. It's done now!
Elizabeth: So you're saying that last night was the only time, that this has never happened before?
Lucky: No, it has never happened before.
Elizabeth: Well, have you ever wanted to? Have you ever been attracted to my sister, Lucky?
Lucky: I would never get involved with your sister, Elizabeth. It would end up hurting you.
Elizabeth: That's not what I asked.
Lucky: This conversation's a dead end, it really is.
Elizabeth: Have you ever been drawn to my sister? Have you felt a connection with her like you wanted to get closer? Like the time I found you in my studio. You guys were together and you were acting all weird.
Lucky: Nothing happened. I swear that nothing happened.
Elizabeth: Yeah, well, did you feel something, Lucky? Suppose the two of you were out here right now on this rooftop by yourselves. Suppose she threw her arms around you and she leaned in for a kiss.
Lucky: Sarah wouldn't do that because she doesn't want to hurt you, either.
Elizabeth: Right, well, suppose she did, okay? She's in your arms, her lips are next to yours. Would you want to kiss her?
Elizabeth: Well? Would you, Lucky? Just answer the question. All I'm asking for is the truth. Would you want to kiss my sister if she happened to be in your arms?
Elizabeth: It's over. I am releasing you of your full-time job of trying to love me again.
Lucky: No. No, Elizabeth, that -- that's not what I want.
Elizabeth: I deserve so much more, and I'm going to get it. You know why? Because as of this very moment, I am wiping that slate clean. I am starting over.
Lucky: Will you listen to me?
Elizabeth: No, you listen to me -- I am done being the charity project. "Oh, poor Elizabeth. She's so in love. I can't let her down." Yeah, well, I've been the fool one too many times. Standing with you in front of the minister, knowing that the love was gone from your eyes?
Lucky: I'm the one who made the mistakes, not you.
Elizabeth: Oh, good. Good. That's great, Lucky, because now we both can be done, and I for one am forgetting the entire thing. No more permanent lock that was so easily picked. No more roses or romantic dates that fell flat or desperate attempts to relive the past. I am getting on with my life and I am pushing you and Sarah out of my mind. So good news, Lucky -- you're free. You're free to go after Sarah or anybody else you want, because I don't give a damn. I should have cut my losses months ago, but I'm sure as hell cutting them now.
Zander: A substitute for Alexis?
Kristina: I'm not a masochist. I know when to give in.
Zander: What did Ned do now?
Kristina: Well, they all just got back from the Caribbean -- Ned, Alexis, and Sonny -- and Ned, of course, is still freaking out because Alexis' loyalty to Sonny is stronger than the promises that she made to Ned. I mean, aren't you seeing some sort of a pattern here? Isn't that why they broke up in the first place?
Zander: Let's play a game.
Kristina: No, I'm not in the mood for it right now.
Kristina: Do you know that expression "love is blind"? That is Ned to a T. The man honestly believes that he's over Alexis and he doesn't have a clue why I would have a problem with the situation. You know, I just -- I just don't need the aggravation in my life. I'm not going to be a fill-in for Alexis just because she's moved on to Sonny.
Zander: Whoa. Run that by me.
Kristina: And, you know, she is my sister, so shouldn't -- I mean, that should have been my first clue that this wasn't going to work out in the first place?
Zander: Wait, back up just one second --
Kristina: You know what, Zander -- you know what hurts me more than anything is that Alexis and I are so similar. I'll bet you that is why Ned was attracted to me in the first place. I mean, isn't that a little strange?
Zander: Okay. Slow down, slow down. First off, the part about Alexis and Sonny -- you know that they're together for sure?
Kristina: Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure about it.
Zander: Does Carly know?
Carly: Oh, Michael, this is just wonderful.
Maxie: Michael was telling me how Sonny takes him out on his boat in the summer.
Carly: Oh, he does, and I see that you drew a boat just like Uncle Sonny’s.
Michael: I want to go take it to him.
Carly: Okay, you know what -- tomorrow we will.
Michael: No, now!
Carly: Well, you know what -- I do think this is just what Uncle Sonny needs, but it is way past your bedtime and Grandma's on her way to pick you up.
Michael: I want to go see Uncle Sonny, too.
Carly: How's this -- why don't you and Maxie wait here and I will bring this to Uncle Sonny, okay, but you have to wait for Grandma.
Carly: Okay. So you guys can wait here in the office and my mom, she'll be by real soon, okay?
Maxie: Okay, no problem.
Carly: Thanks again for babysitting.
Maxie: You can ask me anytime, especially if it means taking care of Michael here at your club.
Carly: Oh, you like it, huh?
Maxie: I'd like it even more if I were out front dancing.
Carly: Yeah, well, you will be in a few years. All right, Michael, you be a good boy for Maxie and Grandma, okay, and I will come and pick you up in the morning, okay?
Michael: I want to go see Uncle Sonny, too.
Carly: Well, you know what, sweetheart -- he's probably asleep right now, so what I'm going to do is I'm going to take your card on over to him and I'm going to drop it off and he's going to be surprised in the morning.
Alan: Skye's right. A.J.'s behaving like a drunk.
Monica: I simply don't believe A.J. is drinking.
Alan: Not yet. Whether or not alcohol is involved, his behavior is reckless, he lies nonstop, and he thinks he's indestructible.
Monica: Oh, well, this sounds very much like Skye.
Alan: It sounds like a dry drunk. Skye has acknowledged her problem. A.J. hasn’t.
Monica: So what is your point, Alan?
Alan: That if he keeps behaving like a drunk, sooner or later he's going to start drinking like one.
Skye: It's A.A. 101. Monica, whether you want to face it or not, A.J. is drinking again. I don't know if it was the first time or if he's drinking occasionally or if he's doing every hour of the day, but what I do know is that A.J. cannot risk one drop of alcohol without opening up the gates to his own personal hell.
Monica: You know, A.J.'s comment about your credibility was an understatement, Skye. It's nonexistent.
Alan: It's true that Skye has lied to us in the past, but what possible reason could she have for coming here lying to us now?
Monica: I don't know, Alan. You'll have to ask her.
Alan: She doesn't have any agenda with us now.
Monica: Oh, Skye always has an agenda.
Alan: Skye has wreaked havoc on this family in the past, but the one constant has been her devotion to her brother. I'm telling you, Monica, the worst mistake we could make is inviting A.J. back into this house, because once we open the door, his addiction is coming along with him. You will not be doing him a favor, or me.
Alan: Have you been listening?
Monica: Yes. Yes, I have.
Alan: Monica, listen –
Monica: A.J., Courtney, I have made my decision. You're both welcome to move in here.
A.J.: Thanks, Mom.
Edward: That's a very wise move, Monica.
Courtney: I loved that suite overlooking the rose garden.
Monica: Oh, isn't that lovely?
A.J.: Yeah, yeah, and private. It's wonderful.
Edward: Well, I'll have your bags picked up and moved right over.
Jax: Thought I'd better come and check up on you.
Skye: Get me out of here?
Jax: No luck with A.J.?
Skye: Or Monica or my father. What a waste.
Jax: I'm sorry. Let's get out of here. Come on.
Kristina: Carly doesn't know it yet, but, yeah, I'm pretty sure that Sonny and Alexis are a done deal.
Zander: You're sure about that?
Kristina: Look, it doesn't take a clairvoyant. I mean, she thinks about him 24/7. And now that Sonny's in a crisis -- bam! -- Alexis is by his side. It's kismet.
Zander: Well, you got nothing to worry about.
Kristina: How do you figure?
Zander: Well, if Alexis is over Ned, then there's no way they're going to get back together.
Kristina: No, you know what, Zander -- this situation has nothing to do with logic. Ned is still attached to Alexis. Alexis is my sister. I love her. Therefore, I am attached to her, which leaves Ned and me at two prickly points of a triangle for the rest of our lives. Oh, joy!
Zander: How smart of a guy do you take Ned to be?
Zander: Then it's not going to take him long to get the picture. If Alexis isn't happening, well, then it's time to go on to an attractive young woman who is namely you.
Kristina: Yeah, so Ned should settle for the sub.
Zander: It's not settling. It's more like opening your eyes and seeing what's really there.
Kristina: So is that why Carly was here? She opened her eyes, accepted the fact that Sonny had moved on, and now she's realizing that you're ready and willing?
Zander: I don't know. Maybe.
Kristina: Maybe or probably?
Zander: The trick is timing. When you are taking a risky shot, timing is everything.
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Gia: Do you get that you're making a fool out of yourself, Elizabeth?
Nikolas: I know you're upset --
Elizabeth: You don't know a thing about me.
Sarah: I'm going to find her and talk to her and straighten all this out.
Lucky: No, don't, Sarah.