General Hospital Transcript Tuesday 12/13/02
>> Previously on "General Hospital" --
Luke: Don't let them take me!
Lucky: I'm sorry, Dad!
Ric: If you enjoyed running a nightclub, then why don't you open another one?
Courtney: I don't want to stop seeing you. We'll find a place where we can be together.
Skye: All I want is for Jax to be free and for Brenda to pay for what she did.
Alexis: Is there any chance that you're going to help me fight this?
Jax: Not if it hurts Brenda.
Brenda: Did you lie to me? It's an easy question.
Sonny: If you want to hear my reasons, I will explain it. Or maybe you'd just rather hate me.
Carly: I always have to blend into the woodwork and retreat into the walls whenever Sonny's conducting business at home. And let me tell you, he does it plenty. So you know what? Let him retreat whenever one of my business associates just happens to stop by unannounced without so much as a phone call.
Ric: Yeah, well, Sonny retreating into the woodwork -- that's a little difficult to envision.
Carly: Oh, well, let him learn, ok? And let him learn what it feels like to be left out. You know what? I'm going to teach him. I'm going to teach him. So what if he's powerful? So what if he owns an empire? Because he doesn't own the world, and he certainly doesn't own me. No.
Elizabeth: Hi. What's wrong?
Lucky: They took my dad.
Luke: This sure as spit ain't Ferncliff.
Cameron: Don't worry, it'll be a reasonable substitute once you check in.
Luke: What the hell are you up to?
Cameron: It's a new experimental technique. It's called making it up as I go along.
Skye: Do you have a plan?
A.J.: I have to warn you -- it could get a little tricky.
Skye: Oh, A.J., Just spit it out, ok? Every second that you spend there pleased with yourself is another second that my husband spends in jail.
A.J.: Are you as desperate to save Jax as you sound?
Skye: What do you think?
A.J.: You're going to have to be because what I'm about to propose is the very definition of desperate measures. The good news is it will reunite you and Jax, clear him of murder, and get Brenda out of the way.
Skye: So far I'm all over it. Details.
Sonny's voice: Do you ever check this thing?
Brenda: All right, so you called.
Sonny: Do you ever check your messages?
Brenda: No, I can't ever find my phone.
Sonny: Well, it kind of defeats the purpose of having one, doesn't it?
Brenda: So if I would have gotten this message --
Brenda: And called you back, you were going to tell me all about the tape?
Sonny: Yeah, I was going to tell you that I had the tape and I was going to send it to the court.
Brenda: So you want Jax in jail?
Sonny: For as long as they'll keep him. Do you want to hear why?
Brenda: Yeah, well, I'm still here. You might as well explain it to me.
Sonny: All right, you said Jax didn't kill alcazar. I believe you. First of all, he's not a killer. Second of all, he wouldn't have let you sit in the cell, in lockup for five minutes, much less 24 hours, for something he did. So he's lying for you.
Brenda: Yeah, I know this.
Sonny: Scott Baldwin doesn't want Jax as the killer. He's going to do everything he can to prove that he's innocent. And eventually, he will because there's no forensic evidence. Nobody saw Jax commit the crime. Nothing to even come close to a murder conviction. But until Jax is eliminated as a suspect, they can't turn the investigation back on you. So Jax is stalling, and I'm just helping him.
Brenda: Oh, so you're helping him?
Brenda: Well, can you guarantee me that Jax is going to be ok while you're helping him? I mean, what if this tape was the last piece of evidence that the police needed? What --
Sonny: The only thing -- no, wait. The only thing that the tape proves is that Jax walked through that hotel lobby. They already have fingerprints that proves that Jax was on Alcazar's balcony. That's a hell of a lot worse, and they're not going to convict Jax on that. What the tape does do -- it slows down Scott Baldwin.
Jax: Do you have any idea why Scott wants us here?
Alexis: I'm hoping he figured out a way to arrange bail.
Scott: Alexis, come on in. This is Seamus Wong. This is Alexis Davis and her client Jasper Jacks.
Seamus: Pleased to meet you.
Scott: Mr. Wong is going to be administering your lie detector test.
Jax: I don't think I agreed to one of those.
Scott: Well, I didn't think you'd object.
Alexis: I certainly do.
Scott: Why? What -- what does he have to hide? He confessed to killing Alcazar -- unless my suspicions are confirmed and the confession was false. So what's it going to be, Mr. Jacks? Yes or no?
Brenda: Did you warn Jax about this?
Sonny: I tried to warn you.
Brenda: Oh, god. See, I want to believe you. I do.
Sonny: Then you need to believe me because I don't care -- I don't give a damn what happens to Jax. But I don't want to send him to prison. I just want to get you and Jason out of this whole thing. And I'm not even expecting a thank-you, if you can believe that.
Brenda: You're not?
Jason: You ok?
Brenda: Yeah, I'm fine.
Jason: Marco said you were upset.
Brenda: Well, Marco should mind his own business. Ok.
Jason: Where are you going?
Brenda: I'm going to go see Jax.
Jason: What happened?
Sonny: Nothing -- she just found that out that I sent the tape over to the court, and, you know, she got all, you know -- you know Brenda.
Jason: Well, did you explain?
Sonny: Well, I mean, I did explain, but I don't know if she got the message. This is not good. I think she -- she needs to be removed.
Courtney: Hi. My name is Courtney Matthews. We spoke earlier? Yeah, I was just calling back to see what time you'd be able to meet me.
Carly: Oh, this is going to be so great because soon, I am going to be kissing Michael good night, I'm going to dress to kill and head out to a place that is all mine. Lights and music and lines around the block, people clamoring to get in, all because of me.
Ric: Oh, yeah.
Carly: And my right-hand man, of course.
Ric: Oh, really? Who's the lucky guy?
Carly: Yes. You're going to help me execute this, start to finish. I mean, how could I leave you out? You're the catalyst.
Ric: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Carly, Carly, come on. This is all a little sudden here, you know?
Carly: Well, life moves, you know? And if you don't move with it, then you have no one to blame when you get left behind. Anyway, I'm not taking no for an answer.
Ric: Oh, I see, ok. Well, if that's the way it's going to be --
Ric: How can I refuse? You got a partner.
Carly: Fabulous. So, first things first. I'm going to let Sonny know about the new club.
Ric: I think I'll let you handle that one on your own.
Carly: Yeah, I can handle that one.
Ric: Oh, here, let me get that.
Carly: Thank you.
Ric: You're welcome.
Carly: Oh. Well, your mother raised quite a gentleman.
Ric: There's only one way to treat a lady. Come on.
Carly: Thank you.
Ric: I'll walk you out. You know, I would wish you luck, but I have a feeling you make your own.
Carly: And observant, too. Thank you for everything.
Ric: Keep me posted, all right?
Carly: Ok, I will.
Lucky: So, my mother's in a mental institute. Probably never going to regain her sanity. And now my dad, the strongest person I've ever known, is having a breakdown, too. How could this happen, Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: Lucky, I've known your father a long time. He's eccentric, yes. He's heartbroken, definitely. And acting out as only Luke can? You bet. But has he suddenly lost his mind? Uh-uh. No, there's no possible way.
Lucky: Are you telling me that I shouldn't have let Cameron take him?
Luke: Don't you think this is a tad excessive?
Luke: Will Dr. Quack be performing the lobotomy with a hunting knife? Look, look, I -- I think I've made you angry, and I want to apologize for that. I mean, what -- if I crossed a boundary or something, we can work it out. I mean, that's what you psychiatrists do, isn't it? You work things -- you work things out. I know what it is. I've called you Dr. Quack and you don't like that. I won't -- I won't call you Dr. Quack anymore. I'll refer to you as Dr. Lecter. Oh!
Luke: Thanks. So, what now?
Cameron: Coffee or hot chocolate?
Luke: I don't suppose you got any bourbon.
Cameron: Not a good idea. I need you as lucid as possible.
Luke: Well, what is your plan here? I mean, as a host, you suck, but you -- you must be a great psychiatrist. You going to do a long and forced therapy session with me or something? Don't you need my cooperation for that?
Cameron: No, not really. Your presence, however reluctant, is enough.
Luke: For what?
Cameron: We're going to wait for Summer -- hours, days, however long it takes for you to admit that she doesn't exist.
Luke: And if she does show?
Cameron: There's a room at Ferncliff with your name on it.
A.J.: It's risky. We could both go down in flames here.
Skye: So what else is new?
A.J.: So far neither one of us has ended up in prison, but we blow this --
Skye: Well, then we won't, ok? Simple.
A.J.: That mean you're in?
Skye: All the way.
A.J.: I'll be in touch.
Skye: All right.
A.J.: All righty.
[Knock on door]
Skye: Oh, no. Oh, no, not you. Go away.
Coleman: I'm ready to hear your plan on helping me crash Port Charles society, honey.
Skye: I don't have time for this.
Coleman: Oh? Well, would you rather wait and help me from prison? Because that's where your butt's going to be when the cops find out about the little conspiracy that you and A.J. Just cooked up.
Skye: You heard?
Coleman: Every word.
Coleman: Sticks and stones.
Skye: You know what? I don't care! Go tell the whole world, take an ad out in the paper. Who's going to take the word of a known stalker, anyway?
Coleman: I guess we'll see.
Skye: Hey, wait!
Coleman: I knew you'd turn around.
Skye: One more step and I will blow you back to the gutter you crawled from.
Alexis: I'd like it stated on the record that my client has agreed to this polygraph test against the advice of counsel.
Scott: All right, already. Come on. Let's get this thing going.
Seamus: Is your name Jasper Jacks?
Brenda: No, I'm going in whether you like it or not.
Scott: Hey, Joe, let her in here.
Seamus: Are you a resident of Port Charles?
Scott: You got perfect timing.
Brenda: Yeah, I can see that.
Scott: I'm going to liven up this little test and shoot the million-dollar question. Are you in love with Brenda?
Alexis: This is outrageous and embarrassing. I'm embarrassed for you.
Scott: Oh, will you take it easy? It was a simple question.
Alexis: It has nothing to do with the investigation.
Scott: Yes, it is. It's completely relevant. It's the whole reason why he confessed -- to protect Brenda. Now, would you like me to repeat the question?
Jax: That's not necessary.
Scott: Well, I will, just for the record. Are you in love with Brenda?
Alexis: Don't answer that.
Scott: Survey says --
Seamus: He's telling the truth.
Scott: Yeah, ok. Have you ever loved any other woman as much as you love Brenda?
Scott: Including your current wife?
Alexis: Don't answer that.
Scott: Would you do just about anything to protect Brenda?
Scott: Including give up your own life?
Scott: Did you kill Alcazar?
Skye: Come on. Give me a reason, hmm? I'd love nothing better than to pump a few holes into your smug, blackmailing hide.
Coleman: You want me to leave? I was almost out the door. Stay? I mean, we can work that out, too?
Skye: I will kill you, I swear it!
Coleman: No, you won't.
Skye: I'll get away with it, too, you know. I will. I'm a woman, out here alone, vulnerable in this remote location. I heard a noise, I was frightened, an intruder --
Coleman: You're no threat to anybody but yourself, honey. I mean, there was Alcazar, may he rest in peace, and fortunately, there's no balcony you can throw me off of, so come on, just, you know, put the -- put the gun down, stop with the "poor little rich girl" act.
Skye: Oh, keep coming, keep talking.
Coleman: You want to blow me away, rich girl? There you go. You think you can? Huh? Yeah. Want to give it a try? It's ok, it's ok. Go ahead. Blow me away. Come on.
Coleman: But you can't do it with this. Now you show me what you got.
Sonny: You need to take your wife on that long overdue honeymoon, anywhere that puts an ocean between Brenda and Port Charles.
Jason: Ok. How do you -- how do you want me to do it?
Sonny: Since when do I have to tell you how to take a person to a place they don't want to go?
Jason: Because we're not just talking about a person. We're talking about Brenda. You remember the problems we had at the safe house?
Sonny: You wanted to take her away before. What's changed your mind?
Jason: Well, you know, being alone with Brenda on some faraway island might sound good to Jax, but it's pretty much my idea of hell.
Sonny: Is this more about -- is there something going on here? Is this just about Brenda or just another reason why you don't want to leave Port Charles?
Courtney: Jason, are you there? It's Courtney.
Carly: Courtney, hey.
Courtney: Hi, Carly.
Carly: Hey, wait, no, you're not leaving, are you? No, stay.
Courtney: Well, actually, yeah. I do -- I have to go.
Carly: No, no, no. Stay. Come inside with me and help me celebrate.
Luke: Will this therapy be considered a success if I die of boredom? No offense, but your company is a dull, flat line.
Cameron: I thought you might feel that way, but I'm prepared. There are books, a chessboard --
Luke: Do I look like a chess wonk?
Cameron: A deck of cards, and as a last, desperate measure, we could actually try to have a conversation.
Luke: No, thanks. I'd rather dance with invisible blondes.
Cameron: Are you finally admitting that Summer doesn't exist?
Luke: I'll sign an affidavit in blood to that effect if it'll get me out of here.
Cameron: Just faking it won't be enough.
Luke: And how will you know the difference?
Cameron: Oh, you'd be surprised.
Luke: I imagine I would. Well, you're the doctor.
Luke: Well, finally! Took you long enough.
Luke: How did you find me? Oh, don't give me that look. You don't always have to be so damn mysterious.
Cameron: You're speaking to Summer?
Luke: No, I'm talking to thin air.
Cameron: She's in the room?
Luke: Yeah. Turn around. She's right there behind you.
Cameron: I'd rather see her through your eyes. Describe her for me.
Luke: She's got on a very sexy, two-piece thing, kind of off the shoulder. And she always wears high heels because she's got those legs for days.
Luke: Aren't you going to answer her?
Cameron: I didn't hear the question.
Luke: She asked what you think you're doing, holding me here against my will. Well, I hope you're going to pour yourself a glass of wine with that bottle. Well, you'll get no argument from me. I think he's a jackass, too, but that's no reason -- oh, don't bash his skull in. Summer. Summer, don't! Watch out!
Luke: Gotcha! Whoo!
Carly: Ok, everyone knows that I'm the reason club 101 was such a success, so it makes sense that they would line up in droves to see the sequel. Hey, maybe that's what I'll call it -- the sequel. That's pretty good, huh?
Courtney: Yeah, you know, I think a new club would be wonderful, Carly -- I do -- but I really have to go.
Carly: No, no, no. You, my dear sister-in-law, are going to be a huge part of this club, ok? I want you to be the hostess. You are gorgeous. You're friendly. You are the perfect person to make the customers' first impression. And you know what? It would give me utter joy to steal you away from Skye. All I need is financing, and that's where Sonny comes in. And you are just in time to help me inform him of his latest and greatest investment.
Courtney: I'd love to, really, but another time?
Courtney: I'm running late for an appointment.
Carly: No, no, no, no, no. It's not going to take very long at all. Come on, come on. And anyway, you're here already, so what -- why are you here?
Courtney: I was -- um -- I was --
Carly: In the neighborhood maybe?
Courtney: Yeah, yeah. I mean, Jason was -- he was talking about taking -- taking a class at P.C.U..., And I was thinking of taking -- what?
Carly: Jason at P.C.U.. That's not very good. If you need to lie to Sonny, you need to spin a much better story than that. How is Jason?
Courtney: I -- well, he's -- he's not home.
Carly: No? Hmm. I've got a hunch. Ok, just wait here, all right? Be quiet. Don't go anywhere. Just wait.
Carly: Ok, wife alert, wife alert. Cease all business discussions and -- oh, my gosh. Do you think that it is possible to die of thirst? Sweetie, would you mind pouring me a glass of water?
Sonny: What happened, did you break your legs or something?
Carly: Be nice. Please?
Sonny: Here you go.
Carly: Thanks, honey.
Sonny: All right. Jason, I think it's best to do what we talked about. The sooner, the better, you know.
Jason: All right. Wish me luck.
Sonny: All right.
Sonny: Wait just a minute. Come over here.
Courtney: Hey. Am I glad to see you.
Jason: Yeah, me, too.
Courtney: I hope you have a minute because I have the best surprise.
Skye: Tell me I just didn't have sex with a lowlife stalker.
Coleman: Your brother stalked Courtney, not me. I was just the messenger. And besides, things could be a lot worse.
Coleman: Ok? Well, I could turn you over to the cops for killing Alcazar.
Skye: I didn't kill Alcazar.
Coleman: Or you know what? You could be stuck spinning plots with your loser brother, the one-man ticket to nowhere.
Skye: Hey, wait a minute! Excuse me! No. I don't know how this thing all happened, ok?
Coleman: Well, I'll be happy to remind you how it happened.
Skye: No, but a lapse in judgment does not give you the right to call my brother a loser, ok? Yes, A.J. has issues, but he also happens to be one of the best men that I have ever known, all right?
Coleman: Spare me, come on. And be glad I spared you, too, ok? One of A.J.'s issues is a very poor grasp of details, ok? Teaming up with him nearly got me killed.
Coleman: You're a bad girl, Skye. You do bad things. And what you need is a partner who's your equal.
Skye: You're repulsive.
Coleman: That's what they all say at first.
Skye: Besides, why should I ever trust you?
Coleman: Probably the only reason that matters. I'm all you've got. Hmm?
Skye: Hello. Now? You've got to be kidding me.
Scott: I'm just asking the guy who says he confessed to murder if he actually killed the victim. It sounds reasonable to me.
Alexis: All right. Well, this is over now. You'll have a chance to examine Jax in court. In the meantime, I'm filing a complaint.
Scott: Go ahead and file it. But when you talk to the media and they ask why he claims that he killed Alcazar but yet he refuses to take a polygraph test --
Jax: I'll answer your question.
Scott: Did you kill Alcazar?
Scott: What are you, some kind of yogi?
Jax: It's the truth, Baldwin. The problem is you can't see it. Are we done?
Scott: Not quite. Yeah, it's Baldwin. Prepare the prisoner for transport. All right, bye.
Alexis: Now what?
Scott: A field trip. Plan b.
Luke: You sucker. What kind of a shrink falls for that?
Cameron: Clearly I'm no match for your schoolboy tactics.
Luke: No, you are not. I had you going. You were about two seconds away from calling those bruisers back in the white coats.
Cameron: Well, don't think I haven't ruled it out.
Luke: Look, you don't want to be stuck here with me any more than I want to be stuck here with you. So why don't we just call this game a tie and go home before I call the A.M.A. And report your unorthodox practices.
Cameron: Somehow, I didn't think official sanction was all that important to you.
Luke: What's important to you? I mean, besides poking me with a stick. What is it that gets you through life day after irritating day? Your wife?
Cameron: Don't have one.
Luke: Well, that doesn't surprise me. You a confirmed bachelor?
Luke: Any kids? That hit a nerve.
Cameron: Yeah, you could say that.
Cameron: My son is dead.
Luke: I'm sorry. Very sorry.
Cameron: Getting low on sugar. You run through it pretty fast.
Luke: Yeah, I'm addicted to sugar. You better stock up.
Carly: Ooh. Ok. Club 101 was a huge success because of me. You know that. And -- and I can do this. I have a talent for it. I have a knack for it. And I'm not going to screw it up this time, I promise.
Carly: And your initial investment may seem like a lot of money, but, you know, I'll give you a percentage of the club, and you'll be able to get back -- did you just say "fine"?
Sonny: Yes, I said fine. Don't be going --
Carly: You --
Sonny: Don't get crazy on me now.
Carly: Are the best.
Sonny: Yeah, right.
Carly: Ooh, where's the paper? Is there a paper on that table? I got to look for a potential location --
Sonny: Ok, ok, slow down.
Carly: I got to get on this.
Sonny: You got to take your time now, ok? Location is very important. You want to be sure. And don't go closing on anything, you know, until Benny crunches on the numbers.
Carly: No, Benny's your guy. I've got my own.
Sonny: What do you mean, you -- what do you mean?
Carly: I mean a business manager. I've got one.
Sonny: Well, who's that?
Carly: Ric Lansing.
Sonny: Why the hell is this guy all of a sudden all over my life?
Elizabeth: Oh, so you got a job with Corinthos/Morgan?
Ric: With Carly, actually.
Ric: Mm-hmm. She's starting a new club venture.
Elizabeth: Oh. Well -- just so you know -- you're new in town, so you might not -- Carly has her -- her qualities, I guess. She's -- she's creative. She's very creative. And -- hmm -- and she's energetic. But she can also be a little tricky.
Ric: Well, I appreciate the warning, but I enjoy a tricky situation every now and then. Keeps you sharp.
Courtney: Oh, my god. Look at this space. Oh. Oh. It's incredible, don't you think?
Jason: Yeah, it's cool.
Courtney: I could do so much with this place. I don't see any reason to keep looking.
Woman: Forgive me for staring, but have we met?
Jason: No, I don't think so.
Woman: You sure look familiar. So, you want this place?
Courtney: Oh, desperately. I love it.
Woman: Newlyweds? First apartment? Now I remember. I've seen you on television. Honey, do you realize this is a married man?
Alexis: What's the point?
Scott: Well, we're going to reenact Alcazar's final moments.
Jax: For your own amusement? Is that even legal?
Scott: This is our videographer, Craig. He's going to record everything for further reference.
Alexis: I object to this entire day.
Scott: Well, good. So noted. Brenda, I'm going to start with you ok? I'm going to be Alcazar. I'm going to want you to take it step by step when you came back in with the room service knife.
Scott: Ok. Let's go. Roll the tape.
Brenda: I walked in and had the knife. And I went at him with it.
Scott: Come at me the same way.
Brenda: Like this.
Scott: And then what?
Brenda: He grabbed me.
Scott: Which hand?
Brenda: With this hand.
Scott: The right hand?
Brenda: Yes. And then I pulled away and I cut his hand.
Brenda: And he grabbed me by the wrists again. You don't have to grab me like that.
Scott: Ok. I'm just --
Brenda: And he pushed me down onto the ground. And I got up, I threw the knife down, and I ran out.
Mac: When did you and Alcazar move out onto the terrace?
Brenda: I never went out on the terrace.
Taggert: Alcazar's blood was out on the terrace.
Brenda: Well, I didn't go out on the terrace.
Jax: You know what? She's already told you everything she knows, ok? So leave her alone.
Scott: Hey, quiet. You'll get your turn.
Alexis: Don't talk to my client that way.
Scott: Well, you hush him up, then. Now, let me understand this. Alcazar, who you hated, who took four years of your life -- you came at him with a knife, and all you did was cut his hand, and then you just turned and ran out?
Skye: You lying little witch! I was here. You didn't leave. You murdered Alcazar in cold blood, and you know it.
Luke: Your hair's up. Just like I imagined it.
Summer: You've been thinking about my hair? That's a new one.
Luke: It's true.
Summer: Are you drunk, or are you a joker short of a full deck?
Luke: That. It seems I finally pierced the thin veil of reality and found you, my beautiful illusion. Highly flawed. A perfect Spencer hallucination.
Summer: What does that mean? Seriously. You seriously think I'm not real?
Summer: All right, if I didn't exist, could I do that?
Luke: Well, that's a fascinating metaphysical question, which we will explore at length somewhere else.
Summer: Let's go.
Luke: Let's go.
Summer: Grab that glove. Thank you.
Sonny: So what's next? I come home and find Ric Lansing sleeping in the guest room?
Carly: I know you don't want to hire him. I'm not asking you to. But if a Harvard-educated lawyer wants to work for me, why shouldn't I let him?
Sonny: "Harvard-educated lawyer"? It's all about labels for you, come on.
Carly: Ok, just focus, will you, on opening night?
Carly: How proud you're going to be of me. Picture it. Ok? All the people that we love are going to be there -- my mom, your dad, Jason, and he'll have a date this time, somebody who's right for him, for a change.
Sonny: Yeah? Like who?
Carly: Like -- I don't know, maybe Courtney.
Sonny: That's funny.
Carly: What? No, it would be good.
Sonny: Well, I don't want to lose my right-hand man.
Carly: Why would you?
Sonny: Well, I mean, if I find out that he ever laid a hand on my sister, I'd have to kill him.
Courtney: Look, it's not what you think.
Woman: Honey, a married man is a married man any way you cut it.
Jason: Look, lady, I'll double the rent if you just leave us alone.
Courtney: Thank you. Thank you for being so caring. It's unbelievably sweet. But trust me, I know what I'm doing.
A.J.: What in the hell are you doing here?
Jax: Why are you dragging Skye into this? Everyone knows her credibility is zero.
Scott: That's your opinion.
Jax: Brenda did not kill Alcazar.
Scott: Well, why don't we take the camera and put it on you.
Jax: Like this. We struggled. I got the upper hand.
Jax: And I threw him over the railing.
Scott: That was it, huh?
Jax: That's it.
Scott: Well, that would explain why you have blood all over you. You see, I had Taggert pick me up some movie blood on the way over here. And, now, Brenda claims that she cut Alcazar, which means that if you were struggling with him and threw him over the balcony, then you would have blood all over you. But we checked your clothes that you were wearing at the cottage that night, and there was no blood on you. Confirms my theory. You're lying through your teeth.
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Coleman: I know what you and Skye have planned for your brother, Jason.
Jason: Are you sorry that we slept together?
Ric: I have some information about Jasper Jacks. The D.A. Is petitioning to drop the murder charge.
Scott: I'm going to charge you with obstruction of justice because that's what you get when you're covering for the real killer.