GH Transcript Thursday 8/15/02

General Hospital Transcript Thursday 8/15/02

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

>> Previously on "General Hospital" --

Zander: Take a chance on me.

Elizabeth: I'm sorry, Zander, but I can't do that.

Alcazar: This appears incomplete.

Roy: It'll make more sense once you get the other half.

Skye: I have no idea where that map is.

Nikolas: He's going too fast. Lucky, get out!

Lucky: Come on.

Gia: Oh, my God!


Nikolas: I told you not to go! God! It's okay. Come here, come here, come here, come here, come here, come here.

Lucky: You guys miss me?

Nikolas: Come here!

Lucky: Hey!

Nikolas: My God.

Lucky: That was easy.

Nikolas: Oh, yeah, it's easy.

Lucky: Not to mention fun.

Nikolas: Sure, easy. Oh, my God.

Lucky: Now comes the hard part.

Elizabeth: What, no tip?

Jason: It's on the table.

Elizabeth: Well, I had something else in mind.

Jason: What?

Elizabeth: Take me for a ride on your bike, just the two of us. We'll streak past the city line. We'll take the cliff road. What do you think?

Jason: Elizabeth, it's getting more dangerous, so you should probably forget about that ride.

Elizabeth: Wrong answer.

Courtney: You know, I could cover your shift if you want to take off with Jason.

Elizabeth: Thanks, but apparently he's not interested.

Courtney: Well, he seemed pretty interested to me.

Jason: Hey, did Benny get any information on Alcazar?

Greg: He's taken a floor at the Port Charles hotel and surrounded it with bodyguards.

Jason: Get him a message. I want a meeting.

Alcazar: You have the rest of my map?

Roy: It's my map until I get paid.

Alcazar: Money, in unmarked bills.

Roy: I'm going to assume I don't need to count it.

Alcazar: Your attitude's beginning to wear thin, DiLucca.

Roy: Yeah?

Alcazar: People who annoy me become unlucky.

Roy: You need to locate your sense of gratitude, pal. I put Sonny's warehouse out of commission well before you blew it up. I delivered that map in, what, about a minute --

Alcazar: I want Jax and Corinthos bankrupt. I want them clawing at each other's throats till both of them are destroyed! I want to see the look in her eyes when I tell her they're finished. They're obstacles. They need to be removed. That's your value to me. Do you get it?

Roy: Yeah, I get that there's a woman involved.

Woman: Sorry to interrupt. It's time for you to take your medication.

Skye: An engagement party should be bursting with flowers, don't you think?

Jax: Absolutely.

Skye: All right, then we're going to order more for tomorrow night. More lilies. I want this room to reek of lilies.

Jax: Anything else we need more of?

Skye: Hors d'oeuvres. Yes, we need more hors d'oeuvres. How about the caviar on the blinis and those tiny little crab cakes -- I love those -- and potstickers --

Jax: No on the potstickers?

Skye: Jax, what am I thinking? I mean, here we are spending a fortune on this party while your financial holdings are in jeopardy.

Jax: No, no, no, don't worry about it.

Skye: No, I do worry about it. I think maybe -- I don't know -- maybe we should cancel some of these pricier items.

Jax: Oh, no, no, no. Skye -- Skye, the engagement party goes ahead as planned.

Skye: I feel guilty.

Jax: Well, what's that saying, "living well is the best revenge"?

Skye: Yeah. That doesn't exactly hold up if you're broke.

Jax: Look, I want everyone to see how happy we are. It will give me great pleasure to show you off.

Skye: Yeah, but if we don't have the money --

Jax: Our wedding day is the important celebration of our lives. Okay? It's a one-time deal, never to be repeated. Unless, of course, we decide to renew our vows on our 50th wedding anniversary. It'll be spectacular, as will our honeymoon. We'll go wherever your heart desires. We'll stay as long as you want. And after that, who knows? Either we'll be rich or we'll be eating dried-up moose jerky.

Skye: Jax, I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry.

Jax: Sorry about what?

Jax: What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?

Skye: No, I just -- I can't bear to hear you joke about your situation.

Jax: Well, I'm not the hand wringing type.

Skye: Jax, come on. You put all of your capital into an oil investment you might not be able to protect. And if it falls through, it's my fault, and I --

Jax: Skye, it's not important.

Skye: How can you say that?

Jax: You and I are family now. All right, we already have everything we need, and it can't be stolen from a safe or ruined by having too many flowers.

Skye: I don't want you to be hurt.

Jax: Well, then trust me that it'll all work out. And I promise that I will never leave you wanting for anything.

Skye: All I want is you.

Jax: Then why are you so upset? What are you so sorry about?

Skye: I am so sorry it has taken me so long to see how wonderful you are.

Jax: Hey. Hey, I forgive you.

Skye: No, Jax, I mean it. I have been so, so stupid.

Jax: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You've been a lot of things, but you've never been stupid.

Skye: Oh, I'm so insecure. I thought that you would leave me when you found out who I really was. And the worst part is I let my grandfather undermine my faith --

Jax: Shh. We're going to have to work on that whole confidence thing, okay? Lucky for us, we have the rest of our lives.

Skye: I don't deserve you.

Jax: We deserve each other, like we deserve lots and lots of flowers, which I'm going to take care of right now. I'm going to call my flower guy, I'm going to go see him, and I'm going to get him to round up every lily within a thousand-mile radius, including the Quartermaine yard. How's that?

Skye: Okay.

Jax: I'll see you later.

[Phone rings]

Edward: Edward Quartermaine.

Skye: Grandfather, I need to see you immediately.

Edward: Oh, you have the oil lease map, I assume, huh?

Skye: I have much more than a map.

Edward: Oh?

Skye: I have an inspiration, and I'd like to share it with you.

Alan: 15 minutes left.

Amy: No. Actually 14.

Monica: 14 minutes left till what?

Amy: Till the deadline --

Alan: Don't -- don't -- don't tell her. She is not on our side.

Monica: Not on whose side? What is this, some sort of secret club?

Tony: Problem?

Monica: Well, they're counting down to some mysterious deadline.

Tony: Ah, that would be the takeover. Rick's consortium has until 9:00 to summon the board for a vote.

Monica: 9:00? That late? Well, come on. Half the board's in bed. The other half is on vacation.

Tony: That's what Rick's counting on.

Alan: The board won't show. He'll call an emergency session.

Tony: Then he'll pack the meeting with takeover votes.

Monica: Oh, no.

Scott: Well, that's a smart move, but I doubt it's going to happen.

Monica: No, Scottís right. Rick wouldn't connive like that.

Scott: Oh, he would. I just don't think he's going to be calling any meetings tonight.

Gia: Okay, let's get out of here.

Lucky: No, no, no. Hey, wait. We got to call the police first.

Gia: Right. We'll just tell them what we did and end up in prison for the rest of our lives. You know, I look wonderful in prison blue, and eating off of tin trays -- it's so chic.

Lucky: Okay, all we are going to do is report the crash.

Gia: Why not leave it? Just let some hiker find it.

Lucky: Because the longer Rick Webber is missing, the better chance Scott Baldwin will launch an official inquiry.

Gia: So?

Lucky: So -- investigations, Gia. Interrogations, searches. Do you understand what I'm talking about here?

Nikolas: Are there any traces of blood in the attic? Microscopic specks?

Lucky: Yeah, fingerprints that we didn't wipe out?

Nikolas: Our mother's, for example?

Lucky: My dad's?

Nikolas: You see, Rick Webberís face could be on TV. "Have you seen this man?" The cop that stops us sees, and the light bulbs goes off -- "well, that's the guy in the back of the sedan."

Gia: All right. So, who's the lucky winner who gets to make the call?

Lucky: Somebody that doesn't have a connection to Rick Webber. He was my grandfather by marriage.

Nikolas: And he was mine, too, so --

Gia: Uh-uh. Don't look at me. Do you know what the words "fat chance" mean? No, absolutely not. No way.

Alcazar: You're not very discreet, DiLucca.

Roy: You could've planted that million dollars in someone else's apartment.

Alcazar: Perhaps I made a mistake.

Roy: Did you? You didn't just pick my name out of the phone book. You came to me for a reason.

Alcazar: Your so-called skills, which I have yet to observe. When Jax and Corinthos have been ground into dust, then you will have earned the fees you were paid, provided you do your job quickly.

Roy: And if takes a little while?

Alcazar: I'm a rich man. I buy lots of things. They disappoint me, they end up in the garbage.

Roy: Is that a threat?

Alcazar: I've disposed of purchases far more valuable than you.

Roy: Well, I'm not that easy to dispose of and you don't know my value yet.

Elizabeth: So Jason just has a lot of stuff going on because of the work he does for Sonny.

Courtney: I'd rather not know.

Elizabeth: Yeah. Well, that's how Jason wants me to feel about it. You know, he's trying to push me away from him until everything's been resolved.

Courtney: Well, that sounds reasonable.

Elizabeth: Oh, God, I hate that word.

Courtney: Sorry.

Elizabeth: No. No, no, no, no, no. It's not you. It's -- I hate when things get decided for me. You know, like maybe I don't want to be nice or patient or cooperative, reasonable.

Courtney: Yeah, I hear that.

Elizabeth: Jason just makes me feel like it's okay to be me. And I can be totally honest or mouth off and complain or be happy, and it feels great. What's so wrong with that?

Courtney: Nothing. I used to feel the same way with A.J.

A.J.: "Used to"? How do I make you feel now?

[Phone rings]

Jason: Hello.

Man: Jason Morgan?

Jason: Yeah, who's this?

Man: Vista Point, one hour. Be there.

Jason: Hey, hey, hey -- hey, tell him no lackeys. I meet with him only. You understand?

[Dial tone]

Courtney: A.J., I didn't mean anything.

A.J.: You said you "used to" feel like you could be yourself with me.

Courtney: I still do. I always will.

A.J.: Then why did you say that? I don't --

Courtney: I'm -- I'm sorry. I'm just wiped.

A.J.: Courtney, I --

Courtney: It came out wrong.

A.J.: I don't want you holding back with me.

Courtney: A.J., you're -- you're the only person that I can count on.

A.J.: Would you admit it? You're tired and you're bored and you're sick to death of working two jobs.

Courtney: I am fine, really.

A.J.: You wish you could go home and complain, but you donít. You don't because you're afraid it's going to depress me, so you put on your happy face and you pretend that everything is great.

Courtney: Everything is great, A.J. I'm happy. I love you. I mean, yeah, okay, so my night job sucks, but it's --

A.J.: That's what I'm talking about. You can say it. You -- you can complain. Maybe you really are afraid that it will send me into a tailspin, but it won't, okay? It won't. I want you to know you can be honest with me. I want you to be honest.

Courtney: A.J., don't you get it by now? I mean, you're home for me. Knowing that I'll always come back to you -- that's what gets me through the day and night. When you wrap your arms around me, I know that we can make it through whatever this world throws at us. I've never had that before. That's the most important thing to me.

A.J.: Me, too.

Courtney: I'm all right, honestly. I mean, there isn't a job in the world that is too crummy if it keeps us together.

A.J.: How could a job keep us together, Courtney?

Courtney: I meant if it keeps us going.

A.J.: Oh. Well, this is not going to last forever, okay? I'm going to make it up to you. I will.

Courtney: You don't have to.

A.J.: You just work way too hard. You shouldn't have to clean in a bank after you wait tables here all day. It's crazy.

Courtney: I'm getting used to it.

A.J.: Yeah, well, I'm going to be making more money soon, okay?

Coleman: Could I get a little service over here?

A.J.: What the hell are you doing here?

Monica: What, so Rick has given up on the takeover?

Tony: He didn't get the votes he needed?

Alan: What, did he lose interest, Monica? Find something more challenging?

Scott: Well, I spoke to some of Rick's business associates. No one has heard from him.

Alan: Come to think of it, I haven't seen him, either.

Monica: Neither have I.

Scott: Well, he was at Luke and Laura's pre-wedding dinner, but he never showed at the chapel the next morning.

Amy: Neither did Luke and Laura.

Scott: I know, but Nikolas has heard from them. There have been no calls made on Rick's cell phone. His bed has not slept in. There's been no charges on his credit cards.

Monica: Scott, excuse me. How do you know all this?

Scott: Because it's standard procedure in a missing persons case.

Gia: You expect me to call the cops?

Lucky: Please. Just tell them that you saw a car crash through the railing. You got out of your car to see if you could help. It's one little call. How hard could it be?

Gia: Well, if it's so easy, why don't you do it?

Nikolas: Because the family connection would raise a red flag, all right?

Gia: Well, very convenient. We're engaged. Don't you think anyone at the police department, where my brother happens to be a lieutenant, will remember that?

Nikolas: Gia, Gia, you can do this. You have to. This whole thing will blow up in our faces and Lucky and I will get arrested. Please just make the phone call.

Gia: Fine. I'll do it.

Lucky: Thank you.

Gia: Anonymously, though. I don't want to get grilled by the cops.

Nikolas: Okay, fine. Just please make the call.

Gia: [British accent] Hello? Police? I just saw the most disastrous crash.

Lucky: Not as disastrous as that accent.

Gia: [Normal voice] Excuse me? I played the lead in "Rent," and I happened to get a standing ovation.

Nikolas: Repertory theater? We don't --

Gia: No, it was junior high. But, fine, I'll do southern. [Southern accent] Officer, I just saw a car go over the cliff. It was terrifying.

Lucky: No, please. Don't do that, either.

Gia: [Normal voice] Who's the one taking the risk here?

Lucky: What is wrong with just putting a handkerchief --

Nikolas: Stop it! Let's think about this, please!

Gia: Fine, okay. 911, right?


Gia: 9 -- oh, my God. It's the police.

Coleman: Could I have a menu?

A.J.: Has he been harassing you?

Courtney: He just asked for a menu, okay?

A.J.: So, what's up, Coleman, huh? Huh, the bimbos who work for you too stupid to serve you a meal?

Coleman: "Bimbos"? You hear that?

A.J.: I said leave her alone, okay?

Coleman: She's the waitress here, isn't she?

A.J.: You have something to say, you say it to me.

Coleman: Save the macho act, pal, for someone who's going to buy it.

Courtney: Specials of the day are listed --

A.J.: Courtney, donít. Don't -- don't talk to this guy.

Coleman: She needs the job.

A.J.: Look, I said back off!

Courtney: Hey, A.J., come on.

Coleman: I'll tell you what, man. You have got a nice marriage, I got to tell you. I mean, you screw up, then you go home and sulk while your wife is out covering your sorry butt.

A.J.: You know what? You jerked my wife around for weeks, but it's over now. You got that?

Courtney: He didn't do anything wrong.

Coleman: What are you going to do, huh? You going to run me down with your car? Is that what you're going to do? You could've mangled half a dozen people, not to mention your wife.

A.J.: What is this, a sermon from the king of sleaze, huh? Hey, look, maybe the sluts who work for you have to listen to your crap, but I donít.

Coleman: My so-called sluts are decent girls. A lot of them have kids to support. Some even have husbands -- worthless losers just like you, pal.

A.J.: I'm a loser, huh? Is that it?

Courtney: Come on, A.J., just let me serve him --

A.J.: You used my wife, man.

Coleman: You're in denial, man.

A.J.: You saw an innocent, young woman who was kind and caring, who only wanted to do the right thing, and what'd you do? You took advantage. You shook her down for cash. I mean, you are slime.

Coleman: You clueless maggot.

A.J.: Huh?

Coleman: See, you don't even know you're the pimp. Whoa. Do it. Come on. Just give me a reason to rip you apart.

Courtney: No, A.J., come on, come on. Please, A.J., no. A.J.

Coleman: Do it, A.J.

Courtney: Stop.

Edward: So, where's the map?

Skye: I don't have the map.

Edward: Then why am I here?

Skye: Because I have something you need. Something so powerful, it's going to change your life.

Edward: Oh, I doubt that.

Skye: What is the first thing you ever said to me when you really looked into my face?

Edward: What the devil do you want, huh?

Skye: To marry Jax.

Edward: Well, marry whomever you want, as long as you fulfill your part of our deal.

Skye: I want to be a good and loving wife to him, Grandfather, faithful in every way.

Edward: You can be whatever you want as long as you have delivered to me what I want.

Skye: Grandfather, I have never asked you for anything.

Edward: Oh, God, you've made staggering demands.

Skye: But I've never asked as a favor, and I'm asking you now. Will you give me another chance? Will you let me start over? Will you forget that we have that contract and that we ever had a deal?

Edward: You -- you don't want to be the heir to the Quartermaine fortune?

Skye: I'd rather have something from your heart. Now, if you show me just this once that you have one, I think I could learn to love you back.

Monica: I want to ask you a question, and I want an honest answer.

Alan: Is this about Rick?

Monica: Did you have anything to do with his disappearance?

Alan: Are you serious?

Monica: A simple yes or no will do.

Alan: Oh, yes, Monica, I did. I abducted him from his hotel room and followed him into the parking lot and beat him up, and then I actually hired somebody to knock him on the head and throw him in the lake.

Monica: Is that your answer?

Alan: This is absurd.

Monica: You have been openly antagonistic to him since he got here.

Alan: Look, Monica, the guy has been trying to seduce you for years. Now, if you're asking me would I be happy if he left town and never came back -- absolutely. But if you're asking me did I have anything to do with his disappearance -- absolutely not. End of subject.

Andy: Good evening, Ms. Campbell. Did you see what happened?

Gia: Yes. It was awful.

Andy: Well, I'm sure it was. Could you be a little more specific?

Gia: I was driving along the road, and this car ahead of me just careened into the railing and over the cliff.

Andy: Did you see who was driving?

Gia: No, no, it all happened so fast.

Andy: So you pulled over?

Gia: Yeah, I thought maybe I could help, so I went up to the railing and pulled my phone out and then -- boom -- the car just -- it just exploded.

Andy: Must've been a shock.

Gia: Yeah. My heart is still pounding. I just -- I hope the guy that's driving was still alive.

Andy: The guy? So you did see who was driving?

Gia: No. I just assumed that --

Andy: Why would you do that?

Gia: I don't -- I don't know. The guy, the woman -- pick one. The person -- look, can I go now?

Andy: No, no, not quite yet. How close were you to the other car?

Gia: I don't know.

Andy: Close to enough to tap his bumper?

Gia: Tap the bumper? No.

Andy: Were you trying to pass?

Gia: No. I just told you, I was behind.

Andy: So you had no contact whatsoever with the other car?

Gia: None. Look, I will give you my number if you think of anything else that you want to ask.

Andy: You're not done yet, Ms. Campbell.

Gia: I just told you everything.

Andy: Yeah, I understand that. But you need to come down to the station and fill out a formal statement, so follow me.


Jason: Alcazar?

Jason: What is this?

Elizabeth: An unconventional date?

Jason: Who called me on the phone?

Elizabeth: Gavin, the busboy --

Jason: You've been shot, kidnapped. You almost died. You think this is a game?

Elizabeth: I know exactly what this is.

Jason: Okay, good. Then stay away from me.

Elizabeth: I will -- in public.

Jason: No, no where. I told you, we cannot do this.

Elizabeth: Okay, just listen to me for a minute, okay?

Jason: There's nothing to discuss, Elizabeth.

Elizabeth: I get that it's dangerous, Jason. I completely get that. But I figured we can see each other in private. Okay, listen, I -- I admit that the call from Gavin was pretty lame --

Jason: I am not taking any more chances with your life.

Elizabeth: What could possibly happen out here? Nobody followed me. We're alone. Can't we just enjoy it?

Jason: No.

Elizabeth: Where are you going?

Jason: Don't -- don't follow me. You're only going to get lost.

Elizabeth: Jason, you are such a liar!

Jason: I have never lied to you.

Elizabeth: You're not running away to protect me. You're doing it to protect yourself.

Edward: So, after all your plots and machinations, all you want is Jax's love, huh?

Skye: And a chance to start a life with him.

Edward: I must say, dear, you've -- whew, you've thrown me for a loop.

Skye: Grandfather, please. Please, I swear I will never ask for another thing from you.

Edward: You won't need to, dear, because Jax's empire will be the jewel in my corporate crown.

Skye: Well, then, take your best shot. I don't care. Yank companies out from under him. Lie, steal, cheat. I don't care. Just leave me out of it!

Edward: I have to warn you -- your life with Jax will be just this side of unbearable if he discovers our little conspiracy.

Skye: He won't if you don't tell him.

Edward: If --

Skye: Grandfather, please, I am begging you. Please, I will never ask for another thing in my life if you let me stand there and watch you tear up that contract. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.

Edward: Hmm. And to think that I once considered you my natural successor.

Skye: Maybe I am. After all those companies that you've gobbled up, all of those coups that you've planned and those takeovers, you've never stopped loving Lila. Let me love Jax like that.

Edward: Since you -- since you ask so sweetly, how could I say no?

Skye: Oh, Grandfather, thank you so much. I swear you won't be sorry.

Edward: All right, my dear. All right. Now you -- you get some rest because you're going to need it for your party, and I will bring the contract then, huh?

Skye: Okay. All right, I'll see you at the dinner, then.

Edward: Okay.

Skye: Thank you.

Edward: You take care, my dear, hmm?

Skye: Okay.

A.J.: I should've killed that guy.

Courtney: A.J., it's over, okay?

A.J.: Why didn't you let me throw him out?

Courtney: Because I can't afford to lose my job!

A.J.: You better keep moving.

Coleman: You're a sweetie, honey. But what you see in that piece of garbage is --

Courtney: God, why can't you just leave it alone?

A.J.: Keep moving!

Courtney: Go.

Coleman: Because you deserve better. Okay? You deserve better.

A.J.: He's finished. He's done.

Courtney: A.J., what are you talking about?

A.J.: I still have connections in this town. And I'm going to make it my business to get the Oasis shut down.

Courtney: No, you canít.

A.J.: Why? What's the problem?

Courtney: A.J., come on. Just forget about it, okay? Promise me that you're not going to do anything.

A.J.: What's the matter with you? You're shaking. What, are you afraid of this guy?

Nikolas: I really hope Gia's okay.

Lucky: Just relax, man. She's probably down at the cop shop right now.

Nikolas: You do realize that we are going to pay hell for bailing on her? You know that?

Lucky: Well, I wish I was in her situation right now.

Scott: Well, look who's here.

Lucky: Hey, Scott.

Nikolas: Hey, Scott. What's happening?

Scott: Where'd you get the scratch, Lucky?

Lucky: What?

Scott: The scratch.

Lucky: Oh, I got it playing handball.

Scott: Handball? Really? Mind if I join you two?

Nikolas: No, no, pull up a chair.

Scott: So, what's the word on your mother?

Nikolas: Haven't heard.

Scott: She hasn't called either one of you?

Nikolas: No.

Lucky: You got a point to all this?

Scott: I'm just making an observation, Lucky.

Lucky: Okay.

Scott: Have either one of you seen Rick Webber, by the way?

Nikolas: No. Not at all.

Scott: Oh, because, you know, he's been working on this deal for months to take over General Hospital, and now it's kind of, like, happening and he's nowhere to be found. That is very strange.

Lucky: Hmm, that is strange.

[Phone rings]

Scott: Hello? What? You sure? Did you make the proper I.D.? Okay. I'll get back to you. Rick Webber just crashed his car off the interstate.

Lucky: Is he all right?

Scott: He's dead, Lucky.

Nikolas: He's dead?

Scott: Yeah. And the weird thing is that your girlfriend was the only one to witness the accident.

Courtney: Yeah, yeah, I'm afraid of Coleman. The last thing that we need to do is make him angry.

A.J.: Too late.

Courtney: God, A.J., he could throw you in jail for drunk driving. Please, don't push it.

A.J.: Just you know what? I can't stand the sight of that guy and I hate the way he looks at you. I can't stand it.

Courtney: It doesn't matter.

A.J.: It does to me.

Courtney: God, if I can handle it, so can you. Come on; just promise me that you are not going to do anything.

A.J.: Okay. If --

Courtney: If what?

A.J.: Let me take you home and pamper you. Cook you dinner and throw on some music, etc.

Courtney: Well, I like the "etc." part.

A.J.: Yeah?

Courtney: Yeah.

Lucky: Gia saw Rick's car go over the cliff?

Nikolas: Is she all right, Scott?

Scott: Oh, she's fine. She said that her car wasn't involved in the accident.

Nikolas: Thank God.

Scott: Yeah, it's lucky she's popped up as a witness because, you know, that stretch of Highway is -- doesn't see much traffic out there. But there she was, right behind Rick as he went off the road and over the cliff.

Lucky: What is it? What, did his car malfunction?

Scott: No. He had a bottle of vodka next to him.

Lucky: Rick was drunk?

Nikolas: Maybe that's why he didn't show up at the chapel.

Lucky: Or finish the takeover.

Nikolas: That's a shame. Poor Rick.

Scott: Yeah, yeah, poor Rick, you know? Died in a drunk driving accident. But he barely drank.

Jax: What are you doing?

Skye: Oh, I have a brilliant idea.

Jax: Oh?

Skye: You know -- yeah. We just forget all the parties and the pomp and the circumstance and fly out -- fly out of Port Charles tonight. Go get married in a Scottish castle or a French chateau or a cathedral in Venice, huh?

Jax: Wow. You know, those all sound like wonderful honeymoon spots.

Skye: Well, why wait?

Jax: Forgive me for being so earthbound and traditional, but I want a big wedding. I want a big wedding. I want a big engagement party and I want all our friends to see it because you and I deserve a world-class celebration. If only for the pleasure of watching Edward squirm.

Woman: Hey.

Alcazar: I have to go. I hoped it could be avoided, but I have business that can't wait. Soon we'll be free to go wherever we choose, just as I promised. Try to relax. There's nothing to worry about. I'm going to take care of everything.


Zander: Ooh!

Jason: You're not safe with me.

Elizabeth: Everything is a risk. You care about someone, they care back, make you believe you have a chance. And then all of a sudden they turn around and they do this 180, close off, show interest in somebody else. Make you think that what the two of you had wasn't important when it was. That's what I did to you, Jason, and I'm sorry.

Jason: I don't -- I just want you out of this, that's it.

Elizabeth: Don't you get it yet? It's not okay for you to just drop out of my life. I would miss you too much. The way you just let me be whoever I want to be, the way you listen to me, the way you care like no one ever has before.

>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Zander: I have information, okay?

Woman: The woman I work for will be glad to hear it.

Jax: Why is Edwardís gift so important?

Jason: He insisted on a neutral site.

Sonny: The Oasis.


Lucky: Whoa!

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