GH Transcript Friday 4/18/03

General Hospital Transcript Friday 4/18/03

Provided By Eric
Proofread by Alicia

Faith: Well, you know I'm not a patient woman. If you don't want me to take action, you'd better do it yourself, and I mean soon. Fine. I'll try to wait. But I reserve the right to protect myself if I have to.

Jason: Move back.

Faith: Maybe you really are inhuman.

Jason: No. You're just a bad shot.

Faith: I haven't had as much experience killing as you have.

Courtney: You're a sicko psychopath.

Jason: Court--

Faith: Better let him handle it. He's got a reputation to uphold.

Jason: Shut up!

Faith: Do your job. Go ahead. Kill me.

Lucas: So we'll double-check my mom's on duty at night, then -- Georgie?

Georgie: Oh, hey, guys. Follow my lead.

Lucas: Who is this?

Tracy: Mother, it's so good to be home. Please don't make me leave.

Lila: But you always seem to cause trouble, dear.

Tracy: But, Mother --

Reginald: Relax. Mrs. Quartermaine's not finished yet.

Lila: Thank you, Reginald. But you are still my daughter, Tracy. I don't have the heart to turn you away.

Tracy: Oh! Thank you, Mother. You won't be sorry.

Edward: Lila -- Lila, please don't let this vulture back in this house!

Tracy: Daddy, you always say such hurtful things.

Lila: You have just one chance, Tracy. If you step out of line, you'll be told to leave.

A.J.: She'll be gone by supper.

Tracy: You there, chambermaid? Or are you a butler in drag?

Ned: Mother, that's enough --

Alan: Alice --

Ned: Alice --

Tracy: I'll take the rose room.

Monica: That's Emily’s room.

Tracy: Don't care! Fetch my bags.

Edward: No need, Alice. No need. I think that Tracy may be changing her mind about staying when she hears what I have to add. 

Tracy: What could you possibly have to add?

Edward: A condition I think which will cause you to search for fresh prey within the hour, hmm?

Emily: Seriously, Zander, the door works great. You know, it opens and everything.

Zander: I saw what's in your hand.

Emily: Then again, this Romeo and Juliet thing that you've got going on is really sweet. You know, maybe you shouldn't stop.

Zander: Give me the needle.

Emily: Hey, you haven't even kissed me hello.

Zander: I'm serious, Emily.

Emily: Yeah, I can tell, but you know what? You're just so much cuter when you're having fun.

Zander: I'm not going to let you do this.

Emily: Ok. But before you jump to any wrong conclusions, I can explain.

Zander: You don't have to. I know what's going on.

Emily: No, you don't. I was unpacking some old suitcases, just stuff from the clinic that I had sent --

Zander: Emily, just stop. Stop.

Emily: I used to keep my pain medication everywhere because I never knew when I was going to need it.

Zander: This explains so much.

Emily: Ok. It's just an old syringe --

Zander: Emily, don't lie to me!

Emily: Maybe you better go.

Zander: And make this easier for you? Forget it. You're shooting up, and it looks to me like you're addicted.


Elizabeth: It's just this class. If I skip it again, I'm going to fail --

Ric: Hey, come on, are you trying to hurt my feelings, huh? I thought we had such a fantastic time this afternoon.

Elizabeth: We did.

Ric: Good, then stick around. I mean, it's only going to get better.

Elizabeth: Well, I would love to, Ric, but I really need to go --

Ric: Or maybe you just won't admit that there is no class and that you're running out of here because you overheard me on the phone just now.

Elizabeth: I need to know what it meant.

Ric: Look -- you're beautiful when you're suspicious? 

Elizabeth: Ric, how exactly is Jason being handled? What's this plan that's going so well --

Elizabeth: Well, here's another one -- who are you working with?

Emily: Look, I've been away a long time, and we barely talked, and I didn't realize how much that hurt you, Zander.

Emily: Look, I've been away a long time, and we barely talked, and I didn't realize how much that hurt you, Zander.

Zander: Emily, don't patronize me.

Emily: I'm not. I'm just -- I'm trying to be fair. Look, I cut you out of my life without giving you any details. And now you don't trust me, and I can't say that I blame you.

Zander: Ok, then stop all this. Look at me. Tell me the truth.

Emily: I just did. Before I got better, I needed these syringes for my medication.

Zander: Nope, I don't believe it, Emily. Recreational drugs are not new to you.

Emily: Or you, either, or didn't my mom just save you from an overdose? I'm sorry.

Zander: Forget it.

Emily: No, wait. Listen, that was totally wrong. It's just that I kicked that habit, Zander. It was hard and it hurt, and I would never do it again.

Zander: Ok, but that doesn't mean that it can't happen. Emily -- your back was broken when you left Port Charles. And you're the strongest person that I know, but even you needed help to get better. Now, the painkillers -- they helped you heal.

Emily: Right, ok, I needed them. Needed -- past tense.

Zander: I'm saying it isn't your fault.

Emily: All right, you still don't believe me.

Zander: Ok, look, I'm seeing the signs, ok? I walked in on you with a needle in your hand.

Emily: All right, that needle, Zander, it's empty!

Zander: Yeah, until you got to get your next fix!

Emily: All right --

Zander: Maybe you already have. I don't know. Let's see.

Emily: Wait -- Zander, what are you doing? Zander, stop it!

Zander: No --

Emily: Stop!

Zander: Emily, get away from me.

Emily: Right. You know what? Get the --

Zander: No!

Emily: Get the hell out of my room!

Zander: Not until -- Emily, look at me.

Zander: I love you. Now, trust me enough to tell me what you're on.

Edward: Tracy, I'm sure I speak for the entire family when I say that although you have maneuvered your way back into the house --

Monica: Temporarily.

Edward: That's the end of our hospitality. There will be no handout here.

Tracy: I'm here for my family.

Alan: Oh, please, give us a break.

Edward: God, I keep my heart medicine in every room of this house.

Tracy: Can't we let go of ancient grudges?

Skye: Oh, I am so disappointed. Is she really this transparent?

A.J.: Yep.

Ned: It's not over yet.

Edward: There will be no more fraudulent sentiment, no pleading, no extortion. You will not get one thin dime here, Tracy.

Alan: For once, father speaks for all of us.

Monica: So just crawl back to that rock you slithered out of.

A.J.: Finally, someone around here is getting less respect than me.

Tracy: A.J., My condolences on the death of your father. Oh, wait -- Rick Webber wasn't really your daddy. I'm sorry. I keep getting that wrong.

A.J.: Have a lousy trip.

Skye: Well, well. And I thought I was the family bitch.

Tracy: Not even close.

Skye: Guess we'll never know. Have fun on that greyhound.

Edward: Ned, why don't you -- why don't you say goodbye to your mother before she leaves.

Tracy: Aren't you happy to see me?

Ned: I think about you every day, mother.

Tracy: That's lovely, but a little unhealthy.

Ned: And I thank God that you're no longer in my life.

Tracy: You don't have to hate me.

Ned: You're all for yourself and no one else. And I only hope you do better by my brother.

Georgie: This is my date -- the one I told you about? That's my cousin Lucas Jones, who's kind of my cousin, but not really.

Dillon: What's up?

Georgie: And my sister, Maxie.

Maxie: Hey.

Lucas: You got a name?

Dillon: Dillon Quartermaine.

Lucas: We know all the Quartermaines. I've never heard of a Dillon.

Georgie: Right, so we wanted to check out that movie, right?

Maxie: In a minute. So, Dillon, who's your dad?

Dillon: Paul Hornsby.

Lucas: If your father's a Hornsby, then how does that make you a Quartermaine?

Dillon: If you're really Georgie's cousin, how are you kind of not?

Georgie: Maybe his mom's a Quartermaine?

Maxie: You don't know?

Georgie: Oh, jeez. We haven't been over each other's life histories. I mean --

Dillon: Ok. I don't know why I'm explaining this, but my mother is Tracy Quartermaine. Her father is Edward. That's my grandfather. I have a brother named Ned. I've been all around the world, and now I'm here.

Lucas: How long are you in P.C.?

Maxie: Wait; I thought that you met at the cyber café last week.

Georgie: Oh, man, you guys are total freaks. I mean, don't you have some lame party to go to? Let’s go. Dillon and I are late for the movie.

Lucas: Georgie, are you sure about this guy?

Dillon: You know, my life is seriously fuller having met you both. Are we out of here?

Georgie: Like, 10 minutes ago. See ya.

Ric: I bought this champagne to toast the new apartment.

Elizabeth: Can you just answer the question, please?

Ric: Not used to waiting for what you want, are you?

Elizabeth: More like tired of it.

Ric: All right, that was Greg. He's Sonny's newly appointed accountant.

Elizabeth: Ok. But you're Sonny's new attorney. Shouldn't you be working closely with Greg? I mean, why would you ask him not to call?

Ric: Well, you know, Greg's -- he's got big shoes to fill. And Benny was a whiz with numbers.

Elizabeth: So he's looking for advice?

Ric: Huh. Yeah, all the time.

Elizabeth: Huh. Well, sounds annoying.

Ric: Well, it is, and that's what it was. I was a little frustrated, you know? I just got angry with him, and I really don't need to do that right now.

Elizabeth: Why? Are you --

Ric: Well, look, it's no secret that Jason doesn't like me and he doesn't trust me, so -- I need allies in the organization, so I figured if I help Greg keep his head above water, then he's -- he's going to help me when I need him.

Elizabeth: Which means Jason's handled and you continue to look good to sonny.

Ric: Exactly. See? A very perceptive woman.

Elizabeth: Glad you noticed. Now, why don't you tell me what you're leaving out.

Ric: That's the most -- that's the most important part. I'm not sure you're going to want to hear it.

Faith: Well, you have to kill me. I'm a threat to everything you know.

Jason: Stop talking.

Faith: Make me. Put a bullet right here. That's how you do it, right -- clean, easy? Is that how you killed my husband? Oh -- maybe it would help if little bunny left us alone.

Courtney: Ok, Faith, the bunny thing is getting really old.

Faith: Mm-hmm. Well, that's what's stopping you, right? You don't want to expose Courtney to the facts of life.

Courtney: Someone's going to make you pay for this.

Faith: Not today. Jason doesn't want you to see him work.

Jason: Are you sure I won't do this?

[Knock on door]

Walt: Security! Open up!

[Knock on door]

Courtney: Hi. Is there a problem?

Walt: You're not Mrs. Rosco.

Courtney: Yeah, she's my sister. She's in the bathroom. Did we do something wrong?

Walt: Well, we've had noise complaints. Someone heard gunfire.

Courtney: Oh -- Faith, I told you the TV was too loud. We're watching "Scarface." She can't get enough of it, you know. Anyway, I forced her to turn down the volume after the big shootout scene. I'm sorry.

Guard: You know, I don't remember Mrs. Rosco ever mentioning anything about having a sister.

Courtney: Well, honestly, we weren't very close before --

Faith: Walt, is that you?

Courtney: Faith, this nice man here was worried about --

Faith: I know. I heard. We didn't mean to bother anyone. I'm sorry you had to come all the way up here.

Walt: It's no problem, Mrs. Rosco. You two have a good day.

Faith: Get out. Next time it'll be me that surprises you.

Jason: Courtney saved your life.

Courtney: She almost killed us.

Jason: Not here. Come on.

Ric: You remember the night at Kelly’s, when you walked in on me in my room and I was loading --


Elizabeth: Mm-hmm, loading that gun?

Ric: Yeah.

Elizabeth: Yeah. How could I forget?

Ric: Well, I was trying to talk to you about it to -- to explain.

Elizabeth: You had told me that you came to Port Charles for a reason and you weren't running no matter what.

Ric: Pretty vague, isn't it?

Elizabeth: Well, it's your business.

Ric: Yeah, but you told me that you didn't want to be with a partner who couldn't share. I mean, you did warn me about that, right?

Elizabeth: Yeah, if you're referring to Jason, this is completely different --

Ric: You know Jason and I work for Sonny.

Elizabeth: Well, not the same way.

Ric: Yeah. I defend criminals. I use the law. I manipulate it. I don't live by its rules.

Elizabeth: Ok, shooting people's completely different.

Ric: I'm glad that you can look at it that way. Even so, I'm not one of the good guys.

Elizabeth: Well, in case you haven't noticed, those guys are pretty boring.

Ric: But if -- if I were a better person, ok, less angry and selfish, I would tell you to walk away from me. It's the only way that I know that you would never be hurt.

Elizabeth: Are --

[Elizabeth sighs]

Elizabeth: So if I were to walk out that door right now, would you let me go?

Ric: No.

Elizabeth: That's good. That's good because I'm not going anywhere, Ric.

Ric: But I could do worse than break your heart, Elizabeth, without even intending to.

Elizabeth: Only if you lie to me. So don't. I'm -- Ric, I'm not asking you to make your life an open book, but I do need emotional honesty, ok? I -- I need to know how you feel about me.

Ric: You're the only good thing in my life.

Elizabeth: But then you won't risk losing me and you won't lie when I ask, is the master plan really just to make Jason look bad with spreadsheets and graphs? 

Ric: Yeah.

Elizabeth: Thank you.

Georgie: You have no idea just how much I owe you.

Dillon: No, it's cool.

Georgie: No, really. You were there for me, like, right in front of my sister. How'd you figure out what was going on, anyway?

Dillon: I don't know. It's kind of like that Cukor film. You know, the one with Kathy Hepburn and Cary Grant in it?

Georgie: Is it old?

Dillon: Majorly, but it's still a classic.

Georgie: From the 1970s?

[Dillon laughs]

Dillon: Older. I don't know. It's about this guy and these two girls, and this kind of reminded me about what happened. Forget it.

Georgie: Oh, well, if my life were a movie, I'd definitely be the sister getting dumped on every day.

Dillon: You know, like in that Molly Ringwald film. You know, that one where she turns 16 and then nobody even remembers?

Georgie: Yeah. Yeah. Now, that one I know. Stick to the 1980s, and higher.

Dillon: Well, anyway, it's like that movie.

Georgie: Yeah.

Dillon: So you got to crash this party. You know that.

Georgie: No way. If I do that, my sister will lock me in the dryer.

Dillon: Well, yeah, maybe, but, I mean, if you don't risk it, you're never going to end up with the guy, right?

Georgie: I don't know.

Dillon: Um -- ok. Well, then I guess I'm going to get going.

Dillon: Um -- ok. Well, then I guess I'm going to get going.

Georgie: Oh, no, no, no, wait, Dillon. I'll go to the party, but I really need your help.

Emily: Give it back.

Zander: Doesn't look like morphine.

Emily: Ok, look, I'm not kidding.

Zander: Doesn't look like codeine. Maybe something new?

Emily: You have no idea what you're talking about.

Zander: How do you figure? I lost two years of my life with you. I'm not letting that happen again.

Emily: Right. Zander, now, what are you doing?

Zander: Getting rid of this junk! It'll kill you!

Emily: Zander! Zander, what are you doing? I swear to god, Zander, don't do this!

[Toilet flushes]

Emily: Zander --

Zander: Come here. Come here. Come here.

Emily: Let go of me!

Zander: Come here. Come here!

Emily: Clueless idiot!

Zander: I don't care what you say to me. It'll never change the way I feel.

Emily: You have no idea what you just did to me.

Monica: Zander, get away from her.

Tracy: Whoa! Haven't you left yet?

Skye: Clever.

Tracy: You have no idea.

Skye: Nor do I care to. Please move.

Tracy: Move?

Skye: Alice!

Tracy: Whew. Nice. Why don't you not stop with the overstuffed gladiator. Call the scrawny butler, your loving father, my son. I want everybody here when I make my big announcement.

Skye: I don't think they'd listen to you if you screamed "fire" in a crowded theater.

Tracy: Are you curious about what I'm going to say?

Skye: Actually, I'm more interested in the herbal wrap that I'm late for.

Tracy: A day at the spa's a good idea, and while you're there, get that botox treatment. You're not going to be able to afford it when I'm done.

Skye: I'm sorry. You must have us confused. You see, I have money, you beg for scraps.

Tracy: Do you really think you're a Quartermaine?

Skye: Well, that's what it says on the stock certificates.

Tracy: Get ready to hand the stock certificates over because I'm going to tell the family who you really are. Rae Cummings is an exquisite liar.

Skye: My mother was victimized by this family.

Tracy: Oh, is that what she told you? Please. She's a garden-variety gold digger who victimized the family, first, by telling Alan that she loved him, and then by convincing my father that the child she was carrying was his grandchild. But she didn't count on what I knew. 

Skye: And what would that be?

Tracy: That your father was a member of the great unwashed that she molested on the docks.

Skye: Oh, my God. You're lying.

Tracy: I wish I was, but actually, I saw the whole thing, and believe me, it wasn't pretty.

Skye: It never happened.

Tracy: Back then, daddy and I were on the same side, and he wanted Gretel gone.

Skye: Well, Rae wasn't good enough for the Quartermaines.

Tracy: Of course she wasn't. Well, I told Gretel I knew the truth about her baby's paternity, and I gave her a choice -- either she could leave and leave Alan with a beautiful memory, or she could stay here and watch while I told him the ugly truth. Guess what she picked. She opted to take herself and her unborn child -- that would be you -- and leave town.

Skye: You banished her?

Tracy: Well, to be fair, she made her best move.

Skye: You know, if you're going to lie, please be a little more thorough. Explain why, if Rae was already gone, you'd arranged for her to be lied to and told I died.

Tracy: Oh, that wasn't me. That was daddy. Actually, that was a perfect twist. He wanted to ensure that she would have no future claims, so he set her up, sold you off, and, voila -- Skye chandler.

Skye: So Edward believes that I'm Alan's?

Tracy: I never told him the truth.

Skye: That's because it's a lie.

Tracy: Well, it's easy enough to prove, isn't it? You are living proof. And what do you care? You were raised rich. You can afford to buy my silence, and by the way, I want 5 million.

Skye: Oh -- I am not going to be blackmailed.

Tracy: Of course you are. Unless, of course, you don't want to be a Quartermaine anymore.

Monica: Every time I give you the benefit of the doubt --

Zander: Ok, look, this is between me and Emily.

Monica: Of course it is. The first time, you tried to get her over the border to Canada.

Zander: No, look, it's not like that.

Monica: Second time, she is shot in the police station.

Zander: Look, you have no idea what you're talking about.

Monica: I've lost a lot of time with Emily because she broke her back trying to run away with you.

Emily: All right, Zander, Zander, just leave.

Zander: I'm not going anywhere until I know that you're ok.

Emily: I want you to go, ok? I can handle this. Just let me be alone with my mother.

Zander: Remember what I said earlier -- I love you. This isn't over.

Monica: Emily, look, I know you care about Zander, but he has a lot of problems.

Emily: Zander was just trying to help.

Monica: Help you? Help you with what?

Emily: Um --

Monica: Em?

Emily: I wasn't being fair to zander, and that's why we were fighting -- because the love is still there and it's just -- it's just so strong. And it's so -- it's so easy.

Monica: Sweetie. It's ok.

Emily: But everything else is just -- everything else has gotten so much harder.

Monica: It's all right.

Georgie: Ok, maybe this is a bad idea.

Dillon: No, no, no, no, no. No, come on, it's going to be fun. Just think of everybody here as a character.

[Music plays]

Georgie: Ok.

Dillon: Like -- ok. You see that guy?

Georgie: Where?

Dillon: Right there?

Georgie: Mm-hmm.

Dillon: Remember that Sean Penn movie before he went all political?

Georgie: The one where he was a stoner?

Dillon: Tell me that's not him. Come on, all right, the guy's like a complete clone.

Georgie: You're right. That's awesome.

Kyle: The nasty little sister.

Georgie: Gross! Why are you here?

Kyle: You crashed my party. Now I'm here looking for fun. Dude, she's totally not it.

Dillon: James Spader, "Pretty In Pink."

Georgie: Definitely.

Kyle: You're new and a poser. I'd watch your back.

Georgie: That rocked! He's such a jerk. All right, it's my turn.

Maxie: Hey.

Lucas: Hey. Kyle's here. I'm going to kick him out.

Maxie: Well, forget about it. It's not worth the time.

Lucas: Whoa. How many of those have you had, Max? A little bit?

[Maxie laughs]

Georgie: Dillon, I can't believe Maxie's not railing on me yet.

Dillon: Heads up. Spoke too soon.

Lucas: You ditch the movie?

Georgie: Yes. Dillon thought a party sounded cool.

Dillon: Yeah. Because, I mean, how cool is this, right? You guys don't mind us crashing, do you?

Maxie: No way! Come on. I'll show you where the keg is. Come on come on.

Dillon: Great.

Lucas: Hey. Sorry about before.

Georgie: No. I'm the one that should be sorry. Look, I don't know Dillon that well, Lucas. I mean, he seems really super nice --

Lucas: Be careful getting into it with a guy, you know, before getting to know them.

Georgie: No -- no, we're just friends, like, honest. Really.

Lucas: Is that why you were macking on him at the diner?

Coleman: You're late.

Ric: It's all there.

Coleman: Yeah, well, it better be or the game's over, my man.

Ric: I got the threat the first seven times, ok? I don't need to be reminded.

Coleman: Yeah, well, it better be or the game's over, my man.

Ric: I got the threat the first seven times, ok? I don't need to be reminded.

Coleman: Yeah? Well, pay me on time next week and you won't have to.

Georgie: Kissing Dillon was, I don't know, an experiment.

Lucas: I don't get it.

Georgie: Which is so weird because Maxie's always putting me down and here comes this guy out of nowhere!

Lucas: Maxie's just giving you a hard time, Georgie.

Georgie: Whatever. So I kissed him.

Lucas: Did you like it?

Georgie: No! Absolutely not. I mean, Dillon's super nice, but not --

Dillon: But not so nice once you get to know him. I'm a total jerk.

Lucas: Sounds about right. What are you really doing here, Dillon?

Dillon: Just hanging with Georgie. This music sucks. Do you want to dance?

[Door opens]

Boy: Drink! Drink!

Second boy: Chug that. You better chug that right now.

Maxie: Oh, no.

Mac: Boys and girls, I'm police commissioner Scorpio. Anyone who doesn't vacate the property in 60 seconds is going to juvie for the night. Leave your keys behind. Pick them up tomorrow.

[Music stops]

Dillon: I can't believe I'm in a town when the cops raid keggers. 

Georgie: Yeah. You better go.

Dillon: You going to be ok?

Georgie: I hope so.

Elizabeth: Thank you.

Jason: I'm not going to tell you what to do or how to live, but dealing with Faith isn't your job. The next time she comes near you you need to call me or you need to get Marco.

Courtney: Ok. But there's something else.

Jason: You want to know why I was at Faith's.

Courtney: All right. You were going to kill her.

Jason: It didn't happen.

Courtney: Hey. You didn't want me to see you kill Faith because -- because you were afraid if I did that I would start believing what other people say about you?

Jason: This is my job.

Courtney: Yeah, but what I think about your job shouldn't matter.

Jason: Well, it does to me.

Courtney: Jason, all I care about is that you do whatever you need to do to stay alive.

Jason: Even if it makes you afraid of me?

[Knock on door]

Ric: No. Bad idea. Bad idea.

Faith: I can just stand out here and scream.

Ric: No, that's fine. You can scream all you want, Faith. I don't care, ok?

Faith: Come on! I'm feeling reckless.

Ric: I want you to leave now, all right? I don't want people connecting us.

Faith: Oh, what do you see in that pouty-lipped little waitress?

Ric: Are you trying to get me to shoot you again?

Faith: She doesn't remind you of one of those little bobblehead things --

Ric: Shut up! You hear me? You shut up! Don't you ever mention her name again!

Faith: My, my. Isn't someone dark today?

Ric: Oh, and you're in a good mood?

Faith: Well, finding an armed hit man in my room really does it for me.

Ric: Morgan was at the hotel?

Faith: Live and in person.

Ric: Then why aren't you dead?

Faith: You know, I really hate men. You all treat me like some damn skeet target.

Ric: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Faith: You know, fortunately, little Courtney cottontail was there and she botched the hit. I guess Morgan didn't want to get my blood all over her. So here I am, alive and drinking.

Ric: So what do you want from me?

Faith: Maybe I wanted the company of a man. And it was either you or Sonny, my husband being dead and all. What, do you think I made the wrong choice?

Ric: I don't respond well to threats.

Faith: Ok. How about indulging me in a little fantasy? What would sonny do if I went to him and told him that his skinny Harvard lawyer wanted him dead? Do you think he'd mix me up a batch of martinis?

Ric: You know what, Faith? You go ahead and you have that martini. And I promise you it'll be your last.

Mac: I don't want to see anyone pulling out in any cars. No one drives drunk.

Lucas: Mac, no one was drinking here.

Mac: Do yourself a favor, Lucas -- don't take after your uncle. Lying to the cops won't get you anywhere.

Georgie: Are we dead?

Mac: I haven't decided yet. First, I want to know whose idea this was.

Maxie: Not ours.

Georgie: They were having a party down the block.

Lucas: And that's where all the drinks came from, Mac.

Mac: Right, the nonexistent drinks.

Maxie: We weren't -- we're so not into that stuff.

Lucas: Maxie had some bad Thai food, so she's been acting weird all day.

Georgie: I told her not to eat it.

[Phone rings]

Mac: Hello. Hi, Felicia. Yeah, I'm about to talk to them now. They're just hanging out with Lucas. Ok. Look, you just take care of yourself and Mariah. All right, bye.

Georgie: Is Grandma ok?

Mac: She needs your mom to stay with her a little longer.

Lucas: So I guess that means that Maxie and Georgie are on their own for a while?

Mac: I'm moving in.

Maxie: "Moving in"? Mac, we're respondable -- responsibly -- we're adults.

Lucas: Ok.

Georgie: I'm going to take her to bed.

Mac: Good idea.

Georgie: Come on, Maxie.

Maxie: Ok.

Mac: We'll talk later.

Maxie: I don't feel so good.

Georgie: Shut up, Maxie.

Tracy: You're back.

Dillon: Yeah. Did the rest of the reunion go as well as what I thought?

Tracy: Sweetheart, this family just takes a little bit of getting used to, but you have always been brilliantly adaptable.

Dillon: So where am I staying?

Tracy: Ask the butler. Where have you been?

Dillon: Around. At a party.

Tracy: Really? Meet anybody worth knowing?

Dillon: Mom, what difference does it make? I mean, we're obviously not staying.

Tracy: Of course we are. What makes you say that?

Dillon: Because these people hate you.

Tracy: Sweetheart, you know there's only one way to live your life -- you do exactly what you want and nobody gets in your way.

Emily: Hey. I've been looking all over for you. I should have known to come here first.

Zander: Did you tell Monica the truth?

Emily: No. I didn't tell her anything.

Zander: It's your choice. You can get the Quartermaines involved or I can take you myself, but you're going to rehab, Em.

Emily: Ok, look, a drug clinic isn't the answer, Zander. We won't exactly be able to hang out if I'm locked away in detox.

Zander: Yeah, but you will come back to me. It's better than watching you waste your life on drugs.

Emily: All right, Zander, I don't need to go away.

Zander: Emily, I can't watch you die.

Emily: Look, I'll kick this. I promise. All I need is you, just time and you.

Courtney: I've seen you fight. And, I've heard you threaten people.

Jason: You shouldn't have been there.

Courtney: No, I'm glad I was, because I saw that you don't take any pleasure in your job. It's a burden, but you carry it to protect my brother and his wife and my nephew, to protect me.

Jason: I chose this.

Courtney: Yeah, and you have to do horrible things. But you're not trading on your soul, Jason. I know who you are, and I love you for it.

Jason: I got to go.

Courtney: I know.

Jason: Thanks for what you just said.

Ric: Come on, what's wrong, Faith? I thought you wanted to go have that drink with Sonny.

Faith: Can't get there fast enough. Uh --

Ric: You listen to me and you listen good, sweetheart. The only reason you are still alive is because they don't know who your partner is. Now, you want to die? You give them that name.

Faith: We have to do something! God, Morgan almost killed me today! He wants me dead now! That's why he was in my hotel room!

Ric: No, he just wants to find out who your partner is. He's fishing for information.

Faith: No, we have to stop him before he finds something. Now, you have the tire iron that killed fowler. It's got his prints all over it! If I take it to the cops, I can stop looking over my shoulder!

Ric: Patience, patience, faith. I am working a plan, all right, and I decide when it goes into effect.

Faith: It's all about power with you, isn't it?

Ric: Yeah, absolutely. And right now I have the power to put Jason Morgan away for life.

On the next "General Hospital" --

Tracy: Skye may be a lot of things. Quartermaine isn't one of them.

Luke: You got too much to lose to be on the wrong side of this battle.

Ric: Sorry to hear about you and Jason. It must be very difficult for you.

Carly: Why do care what Courtney does?

Sonny: We're not touching Faith. We're going to let Ric do that job.

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