General Hospital Transcript Thursday 8/21/03
Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Bri
Lydia: How depressing. Why in the world did you want me to meet you at the hospital? Wasn't the morgue available?
Lucky: You know what? Emily gives us a cover for being together. On second thought, maybe it was a bad idea, because everyone knows that you don't have an ounce of compassion for anyone.
Lydia: Do you have any idea how much I resent you insulting me every chance you get? I have been risking my life trying to find out information on how and why your girlfriend died. A little gratitude, appreciation wouldn't be out of line. Have you even considered how difficult all of this is for me?
Lucky: Ok --
Lydia: I'm sleeping under the same roof as Stefan, a homicidal maniac, pretending to be in love with a man who can't stand me. No, of course you can't, because you're the most self-absorbed pig in the universe. I'm going to save you some trouble, ok? You don't have to worry about mismanaging me anymore because I am done here, ok? I am through, finito. Got it?
Lucky: Well, before you storm off, can you at least give me Stefan's e-mail address?
Lydia: Have you even heard a word I just said?
Lucky: Enough of that. I just want his address.
Lydia: So, what, you can relentlessly e-mail him until he breaks down and confesses to murder?
Lucky: No. Actually, I'm about to become Stefan's worst nightmare.
Maid: Sorry to disturb you, Sir, but there's a -- a person here to see you.
Stefan: A person?
Maid: He claims to have an appointment, but I find it highly unlikely.
Coleman: Damn. What kind of drugs is your decorator on? Or is this, like -- is this some new trend I missed, like late chicken farm meets early bordello?
Stefan: Leave us. See that we're not interrupted.
Coleman: Man, this is one trippin' pad, my man. But it's weird, though, because I feel -- I feel right at home.
Stefan: Spare me the attitude. It neither impresses nor interests me.
Coleman: Well, you're -- you're interested in something or else I wouldn't be here.
Stefan: I want you to provide me with a woman.
Skye: Oh, damn it! Great, there goes my manicure. "Easy to assemble." Right. Come on, say that to my face. Got to be a brain surgeon to put this thing together.
Ned: Having a little trouble there?
Skye: Oh. Look at this. I mean, really. Who writes these instructions, anyway? You know, there are too many pieces, and nothing fits the way together -- the way it's supposed to go.
Ned: Well, maybe I can help you.
Skye: Oh, would you please?
Ned: Do my best.
Skye: Tell me something.
Skye: Is it just me, or do most mothers have this kind of trouble?
Ned: Well, actually, it's probably not a maternal issue.
Ned: What do you have in your hand?
Skye: Oh, I don't know, some thingy. It's supposed to slide easily into this other thingy. I --
Ned: Here, let me see. So, this thingy is supposed to slide --
Skye: Into that thingy. I seem to recall us promising not to let things get complicated.
Ned: What I'm feeling right now is the simplest thing known to man and woman.
Carly: Sonny? Come on, what's taking you so long?
Sonny: What is the big hurry?
Carly: I want to go over to Jason and Courtney's so I can give them their welcome home present.
Sonny: Yeah, but what's the hurry? They're probably still in bed over there.
Carly: Oh, you think?
Sonny: Yeah, well --
Carly: I didn't think of that. No, Courtney's usually up with the chickens. Come on, are you coming with me or not?
Sonny: No, no, no. No, no, look, we see them -- like, they live right across there. We see them all the time. Come on, let's just stay home --
Carly: Yeah, ok, I'm taking that as a not. Bye.
Carly: Miss you, love you, see you.
Sonny: You look really good --
Carly: Come on.
Jason: It's ok.
Courtney: No. Please don't tell me I was -- I was snoring or drooling or something.
Jason: You were having nightmares.
Courtney: Really? That's weird. I don't -- I don't really remember dreaming at all. Did I say anything?
Jason: Yeah, you kept talking about the baby.
Coleman: So, what kind of woman you looking for? Blonde? Brunette? Classy? Trashy? What, are you into accents, costumes? I mean, you got to help me out here a little bit.
Stefan: I want a legal adult who looks much younger.
Coleman: You know, I'm sorry, but your whole deal -- I mean, the house, the suit, hair -- it's really creeping me out, so I'm out of here.
Stefan: It's my understanding you've incurred a rather steep debt to a local loan shark -- a Mickey Five Hands, I believe?
Coleman: And how the hell would you know that?
Stefan: Oh, you'd be surprised what one can pick up from the vantage point of a chicken farm. For example, I happen to know that Mr. Five Hands prefers a certain method of persuasion -- something called curbing? Now, I don't claim to know the details of this procedure, but it doesn't sound pleasant.
Coleman: So, what are you offering?
Stefan: I'll absorb your debt, or you can walk out of here into your fate and I'll get what I need another way.
Coleman: You know what? On second thought, maybe -- maybe I do have someone that'll work out for you.
Stefan: I thought you would.
Coleman: I know this little chick. She's 18, but I swear she looks 15, tops.
Stefan: I assume you'll provide the necessary documentation?
Coleman: I do run a full-service operation, so --
Stefan: Excellent. Here's half of what you owe. It should buy you some time while my plan is set in motion. You'll get the other half when the desired results are reached.
Coleman: Yeah, well, Mickey is not real crazy about the installment plan.
Stefan: Leave Mr. Five Hands to me.
Coleman: Do you mind if I ask what I just -- what I just bought myself into?
Stefan: The devastation of another human being.
Skye: Oh, God, you're so good at that.
[Ned and Skye laugh]
Ned: Here we go. Look at that.
Skye: See how good we are?
Ned: You're kidding, right?
Skye: No -- I don't mean at putting together baby things. Obviously, we lack that particular gene. I -- I mean how well we work together.
Ned: That's right, because we are both that determined to put Kristina first.
Skye: That's right. That's what we're doing.
Ned: Mm-hmm. Even if it comes at great personal sacrifice.
Skye: "Great personal sacrifice."
Ned: Who are we kidding? Let's go upstairs.
Skye: Ooh -- oh, my God, Ned! Oh, my God, are you ok?
Skye: Did you hurt yourself?
Ned: Uh --
Skye: Where -- where did you hurt yourself?
Ned: Actually -- actually, I think I need a little first aid.
Skye: You do.
Ned: My elbow.
Skye: Oh. Let me kiss it.
Ned: Oh, would you do that? Oh, that's nice.
Ned: Actually, you know what? My -- my cheek right there --
Skye: Oh, let me get that.
Ned: It needs a little --
Skye: Let me get that.
Ned: That feels better. My lower lip actually --
Skye: Oh, your lower lip?
Ned: Needs a little --
Ned: Like --
Skye: How's that?
Ned: So much better. So much better.
Ned: Oh --
Ned: What in the hell are you doing?
Courtney: I said something about a baby in my sleep?
Jason: Yeah, more than once.
Courtney: I have no idea why.
Jason: I think I do.
Jason: Yeah, you're just -- you know, you're worried about Carly and Sonny, keeping their baby safe.
Courtney: Yeah, that makes sense. How do you know me so well?
Jason: Because I love you.
Courtney: I love you, too.
Jason: Courtney, I'm just -- just a little concerned about you.
Courtney: Why? I mean, why? Because I -- because I dreamt about my future niece or nephew? Don't. I'm fine. You hungry? I'd love to make some breakfast for you.
Jason: No, no, you can stay. You know you can tell me anything, right? I mean, you went through a lot. You were a hostage to Alcazar. You jumped in the freezing water to save yourself.
Courtney: Yeah, a good idea.
Jason: Did Alcazar hurt you in any way?
Courtney: You know what? Ever since I came to in that clinic, I just -- I don't know -- my thoughts have been all jumbled in my head, and I just -- truthfully, I just don't want to talk about it. I am just glad to be home. Whew. How do pancakes sound?
Sonny: Carly, why don't you go ahead and go across the hall? I'll see you there in a few minutes, all right?
Carly: No, I -- I'd rather we go together.
Lorenzo: If it's all the same, I'd prefer if Carly stayed. She has a right to hear what I've come to say.
Sonny: Well, can you make it quick? Because we have family things we got to do, you know.
Lorenzo: I pride myself on being a good businessman, and that means knowing when I've reached a point of diminishing returns, when to cut my losses and face reality because a venture, no matter how promising, is doomed to fail. I'm dropping the idea of using your docks and transportation network to move my product. I'd like a truce between us.
Sonny: "Truce," huh? Yeah, you have no idea how much I hate that word. I've heard it in the past six months enough to last me two lifetimes.
Lorenzo: Oh, I can understand your skepticism, and I can't force you to believe me. All I can do is tell you there won't be any more strong-arm tactics, no mysterious accidents, no more kidnapping of loved ones. Accept it or not as you wish. Time will bear me out. You have my deepest apologies for anything you've suffered because of me.
Carly: Apology accepted. I'll meet you across the hall.
Sonny: Ok. Everything you just said was a lie. Carly's gone now. Why don't you tell me why you're really here?
Jason: You know -- I mean, the last thing I want to do is pressure you. You know that.
Courtney: Ok. Hey, I told you, I'm -- I'm fine.
[Knock on door]
Carly: Hey. So, I thought that we could all spend the morning together. You know, for the first time in, like, a million years, have breakfast together, talk, laugh, talk about wedding plans, all the -- guess who shows up before we even get a chance to get out the door.
Stefan: Why am I paying you to locate someone when all you do is call me with questions? Any high school student could've gone on the internet and had results by now! All right, once again, his name is Darius Aviolotis. Yes, he was in my employ up until a few weeks ago when he presumably died in a plane crash. The information I had was wrong. He is alive and he is trying to blackmail me. Find him! Obviously, you overheard.
Lydia: Only the last part.
Stefan: We have a serious problem.
Stefan: Well, you heard the gist of it. My loyal and faithful servant Darius is alive and well and suffering under the delusion that he can blackmail me.
Lydia: Hmm. I'm sorry to hear that, but it certainly isn't my problem.
Stefan: On the contrary, Lydia, you have an enormous stake in how this situation resolves itself. If I were you, I would do everything in my power to see that the real circumstances surrounding Summer's death never come to light.
Lydia: I had nothing to do with Summer getting dead. There is no way I'm going down with you.
Stefan: Good point and you're right. It's entirely possible you'll go down alone.
Lydia: Aren't you forgetting something? I'm the meal ticket around here. If I go to jail, you and Nikolas will be back at square one -- with nothing. And the last time I checked, there weren't an overabundance of available heiresses.
Stefan: There's no clause in your grandfather's will regarding incarceration, one way or the other. Of course, you could spend your time in your little cell studying the law and then take the case to court.
Lydia: I don't think you're thinking this through, Stefan. If I'm in prison, I can't very well produce an heir, now, can I?
Stefan: That's what conjugal visits are for. You're an amusing young woman, Lydia. You have spunk. I admire that. But I guarantee you don't want to make an enemy of me.
Ned: What in the hell is wrong with you?
Edward: That's what they do to animals when they're in heat.
Skye: Oh --
Edward: You know, you two should be ashamed of yourselves. What if I had brought little Kristina in with me? This immoral display that was on that floor there might've seared into that innocent young brain for the rest of her life.
Ned: Oh, yes. God forbid my daughter sees her father be affectionate.
Edward: You were rooting around like pigs. You seem to have a penchant for this, young lady.
Skye: Oh, drop the holier-than-thou attitude, Edward. It doesn't suit you very well.
Edward: See, I blame you. Men just react to their baser instincts. Everybody knows that. But you took advantage. I'm surprised you don't carry an apple around in your pocket.
Skye: Oh, you are so unbelievable.
Edward: And you are a terrible influence. You are a disaster of a mother figure for that little girl.
Ned: You can't help it, can you? You always go too far.
Edward: Oh, no, Ned, that would be you, not me. Why don't you use the head that's on your shoulders for a change? This -- this brazen floozy is not to be trusted. The only thing she wants is Kristina. And once she has accomplished that feat, she will leave you flat and take your daughter with her.
[Knock on door]
Edward: What -- Dobson, where --
Skye: "Dobson"? Did you say "Dobson"?
Edward: He may have been a deranged woman, but he was, by God, the best butler we've ever had. Who is it?
Skye: Look! It's a diary.
Jason: I'm just going to go check in with Sonny.
Courtney: It'll give Carly and I a chance to catch up.
Jason: Don't open the door unless you know who it is.
Carly: This is for you and Jason.
Courtney: Why do I get the feeling that that's not technically true? It's a baby gift, isn't it?
Carly: Oh, come on, don't be mad at Nike for -- for blowing the secret. I mean, I didn't -- I didn't tell anyone, not a soul, ok? And please, please, admire my restraint for waiting until Jason left to give -- honey, what is it? Huh?
Courtney: There's no baby, Carly. I lost it.
Sonny: So, what's the deal, anyway, huh? You can admit it. You want my wife? Is that what it is? Because be a man and just say it to my face. If you want her --
Lorenzo: Carly's an admirable woman. She's also quite lovely. I don't think that's an inappropriate observation to make. But I'm not my brother, and I'm certainly not yours. I don't waste my time pursuing unavailable women.
Jason: What do you want?
Sonny: He says he wants a truce. Sound familiar to you, Jason? All right, you know what? I got your message. It's been delivered. You can go.
Jason: Just going to let him go?
Sonny: It's all right.
Jason: No, it's not all right.
Sonny: What do you mean?
Jason: I think Alcazar did something to Courtney.
Lydia: You're not going to believe this. Who were we just talking about this morning?
Lydia: Darius. And guess what -- it turns out he's still alive.
Lucky: Is that so?
Lydia: Yeah. He contacted Stefan. And if the truth about Summer's murder comes out, Stefan's threatening to make me take the fall.
Lydia: What did you just say?
Lucky: Stefan bought it.
Lydia: You jerk. You're the one that contacted Stefan?
Lucky: Well, don't applaud. Just throw money.
Lydia: I hope you're happy, proud of your ingenuity. You just signed my death warrant.
Ned: No sign of anyone.
Edward: Here, let me see that.
Skye: But it's locked.
Edward: Look, somebody left that on our doorstep. They obviously mean for us to read it. Give me --
Skye: Well, I agree, but not in such a hammer-handed kind of way.
Edward: See, that's what I'm talking about -- a very devious person here. Whoa. What's in it?
Skye: Well, let me get it open!
Skye: Well, it's some woman talking about someone she's in love with.
Ned: Anyone we know?
Skye: Well, she doesn't mention names.
Edward: What does she say?
Skye: Well, let's see here. Um -- she says, "I have to be patient and understand that his life is complicated right now. Being a musician isn't like being some boring football jock. I've never met anyone like him. He's so talented, so powerful. His voice is incredible. Tonight I heard his song on the radio. It felt like he had written it especially for me, and, oh, dear diary, can we talk about those sexy leather pants." Ned? Is there something you'd like to share with us?
Jason: I know Courtney. She's keeping something from me.
Sonny: Why would you say that, Jason?
Jason: Because she tossed and turned all night long from nightmares.
Sonny: Anybody would after what she's been through.
Jason: Did Carly?
Jason: God, I understand that -- that she went through a traumatic experience --
Jason: Being Alcazar's hostage. But if it's more than that, there's something else, why wouldn't -- why wouldn't she be happy to be home? You know, happy to get back to her life? What -- she's shutting down on me.
Sonny: Alcazar was here. Why didn't you accuse him?
Jason: Because it doesn't fit. If Alcazar -- if he did rape Courtney, why wouldn't she tell me? She wouldn't protect him. She'd want revenge. If anything, I'd have to stop -- stop her from going after him. Why would she keep it a secret?
Sonny: May -- maybe she thinks it would change the way you look at her.
Courtney: I don't know what I was thinking or -- or if I even gave it a rational thought. I mean, I -- I just -- I saw my chance to escape, and I went for it. And I jumped off that boat, and, Carly, God, I have never felt water so cold. But I just kept telling myself to breathe through it and focus on getting to shore. Then the next thing I know, I am waking up in some clinic, and my body hurts all over, and some -- some doctor is telling me that the baby's gone.
Carly: Courtney, I'm so -- I'm so sorry.
Courtney: No, no, it's my fault. I mean, I never should've taken the risk.
Carly: You did the right thing. Your life was in jeopardy, huh?
Courtney: No, Carly, I did the wrong thing over and over. I mean, why would I pack up and go to South America? I knew that I was pregnant. I should've been thinking about my helpless baby who was depending on me to live. But no, no, I throw myself into a dangerous situation. I get myself kidnapped -- which was my fault, too. I mean, I was careless. That is why Alcazar got me --
Carly: Ok, you know what? You need to slow down. You need to slow down and you need to be a little bit easier on yourself here.
Courtney: Carly, when I was standing on the edge of that deck about to jump, one of Alcazar's men, he told me that the water was too cold. He told me that we would never make it. But did I listen to him? Did I even think about my baby? No.
Carly: You were alone. You were scared. You didn't know anyone was coming for you.
Courtney: But I should have waited for Jason. I should've trusted that he was going to find me.
Carly: You took action, ok? You took action to save yourself and to save your baby, and you did exactly what I would've done. Do you know how many times I have -- I've wanted to kick myself for making a mistake, and Sonny was just there. He was there; he stood by me, loving me, forgiving me. Jason is going to stand by you --
Courtney: No, no, no, no -- Carly, no, no. No, you cannot tell him. Jason can't ever know that I lost his baby.
Ned: Yeah, I have no idea who these people are in this diary or who may have written it.
Skye: Well, Ned, you have to admit it does sound an awful lot like you.
Edward: The leather pants? It's him.
Ned: It is not.
Edward: How low do you plan to go, Ned, hmm? You trying to make Skye look good by comparison, seducing some innocent, young girl with your tired, old rock 'n' roll routine? "The return of Eddie Maine!" Oh, God, help us.
Ned: I realize this may be difficult for you, but try to think logically, ok?
Edward: Logic, schmogic. You've done this before, Ned. You've created a double life for yourself so you could indulge yourself in all kinds of depraved behavior. You lost focus at E.L.Q. And with your family, all in some vain attempt to try to recapture your lost youth. What I say is let the chips fall where they may.
Ned: What he just said -- you don't believe that, do you?
Lucky: We know Stefan is behind Summer's murder. See, this is going to flush him out, make that madman go in a panic.
Lydia: And who does the panicking madman come after? Me. Thanks a hell of a lot.
Lucky: Look, I won't let anything happen to you.
Lydia: Until after I testify against Stefan? Excuse me if I'm not reassured. You don't give a damn about me except what I can do for you. And you know what I think?
Lydia: As soon as you nail Stefan, I'm going to be the next one that winds up in a heap at the bottom of a cliff, and you're going to step over me and keep on walking.
Lucky: I'm sorry. Got a message here.
Lydia: What is it?
Lucky: It's a message for Darius. Stefan wants a meeting tonight. C
Courtney: All that other stuff, it's just the aftermath of my really big mistake. I should've told Jason the minute that I found out I was pregnant. But no, no, I made the decision that him knowing would only distract him and that the timing was bad because of everything else that was going on, and I just --
Carly: You know what you were doing? You were protecting Jason, and you were right to do it. You and I need to do those things.
Courtney: No, but, Carly, come on. Having a baby -- I mean, that is the biggest, most profound thing that two people in love can share. No, I -- I kept it from him. I didn't tell Jason he was going to be a father. No, I mean, he didn't even get a say in it. And now it's too late. Now I'm stuck. I mean, I can't --
Carly: Ok, ok, you -- you are underestimating Jason and you are underestimating how much he loves you.
Courtney: No, Carly, you told me yourself --Jason hates people making decisions for him. And something this life-changing? No, he's never going to forgive me.
Carly: Ok, I know what I said. I know what I said and I -- God, do I understand the impulse to want to keep this a secret, but you can't. It is too big and -- listen, just -- you can't be afraid. Yes, he's going to be upset. He is. He's going to throw things. He's probably going to slam something -- you have to tell him. He will understand if you tell him right now.
Courtney: No, he might say he does, ok, but, Carly, I will lose a part of him. I mean, every time that Jason will look at me, that lie that I told, that secret that I kept, it's going to be there between us. God, Carly, I mean, I was pregnant with his child and I lost it. How is he ever going to forgive me when I can't even forgive myself?
Carly: Ok, you know what you do? You start by telling him the truth, all of it. All of it, Courtney. If you don't, he's going to lose a part of you and he is never going to understand why. It's not fair. Just -- you can't take the chance. You cannot take the chance of him finding out from somebody else. I mean, is there a chance that he could do that?
Courtney: No. I mean, no. Besides you and my father, nobody else knows.
Carly: Well, that's good. You know you don't have to worry about us.
Courtney: Carly, just -- you need to listen to me, ok? This is my decision, and you don't have to agree with it, but I am asking you to honor it like I would for you. I mean -- just please, please, do not tell Jason about the baby.
Carly: Ok, I won't tell him and I will keep your secret.
Courtney: Thank you. Thank you.
Carly: Under one condition, though, and this is really -- it is nonnegotiable. All right? I am taking you to Dr. Meadows right away. You're going to get checked out because you had a miscarriage, and I don't want you to jeopardize your chance of having any more children. Ok?
Jason: Courtney knows nothing could ever change the way I feel about her.
Sonny: Yeah, but, I mean --
Sonny: When Carly was -- well, when she thought she was raped, and it finally came out that Ric didn't do it, she cried like a little girl. And she looked at me, and she said, "you think I'm dirty?" And it broke my heart because, you know, I mean, that the thought would ever even come into her head, but that's -- that's what stopped Carly from telling me. I don't know. You know, maybe that's what -- you know, why Courtney hasn't told you.
Jason: Yeah, maybe.
Sonny: There's another thing. I mean, this may not be anything, you know, but Carly knew that if I --
Jason: Sonny, what?
Sonny: I'll tell you, but I'm just trying not to -- that if Ric did rape her, I would kill him with my bare hands. And maybe Courtney feels the same way -- that you would kill Alcazar.
Jason: She'd be right.
Sonny: Where -- where you going? Jason, hey -- hey!
Courtney: Yeah, Dr. Meadows? Hi, it's -- it's Courtney Matthews. Listen, I -- I need to see you right away. I -- I had a miscarriage.
Skye: Ned, I -- I really don't know what to think. I mean, this musician really does sound an awful lot like you.
Ned: No, it sounds like Eddie Maine.
Skye: Yeah, like a whole different person.
Ned: Well, he is, and I haven't been that guy in a few years now. Now, the only thing I can think of is that this diary was written by that same delusional girl who slapped me the other day.
Skye: Well, let's just hope that's the last we hear of her, huh? Come on. Let's go check on Kristina, shall we?
Stefan: Let's establish a few ground rules, shall we? Never come here again without first calling.
Coleman: Well, I kind of wanted to deliver the news in person.
Stefan: Do so.
Coleman: Well, things went a little bit smoother than I anticipated, and our package is on its way. Should be arriving any second.
[Knock on door]
Edward: Reginald? What the hell good is it to have you back when you're nowhere around? Huh. May I help you?
Woman: Sorry to bother you, but I left something here. I'd like it back.
Lydia: Why did I ever listen to you? Now Stefan wants to meet with Darius tonight?
Lucky: Of course he does. Wouldn't you?
Lydia: Is anybody in there? Darius is dead. He's unavailable for meetings. What are we going to do?
Lucky: See, now, this is how it works. Darius -- that would be me, the blackmailer. Stefan is the blackmailee. So Darius gets to arrange when and where they get to meet. Stefan's going to refuse, so, see, there's really no point in you flipping out because my plan is already working.
Lydia: "Plan," Lucky? What -- what plan? All you've managed to do is make Stefan more paranoid than usual.
Lucky: Exactly. Stefan is desperate to keep what really happened to Summer under wraps. And now he believes that his personal assassin is alive and well and desperate to blackmail him? See, Lydia, Stefan is going to slip up. And when he does, all we have to do is get it on tape and Stefan is going down for murder.
Lydia: Whoa. Back up. Exactly how do you plan to get Stefan on tape?
[Knock on door]
Courtney: Michael --
Michael: Courtney, you're home!
Courtney: I sure am! Oh, I'm so happy to be. I hated every minute that I was away.
Michael: Mommy's glad to be home, too. Have you seen her?
Courtney: I sure have.
Michael: The baby's getting really big.
Michael: It's going to be born soon, so you better hurry.
Courtney: Hurry what?
Michael: The baby needs a friend. We talked about it, remember? You and Jason have to have a baby, too.
Carly: Hey, Sonny, I'm going to go check in with Dr. Meadows, and Courtney's going to come on with me.
Sonny: Yeah, Courtney should see Dr. Meadows.
Carly: Meaning what?
Sonny: Well, she's got an appointment, right?
Carly: Why would you think that?
Sonny: Alcazar took advantage of her, didn't he?
Jason: What, are you going to stop me from going in?
Lorenzo: It's all right. I've been expecting Morgan.
Jason: What did you do to Courtney?
Lorenzo: It's not what I did. It's what Courtney did.
>> On the Next "General Hospital" --
Lydia: Stefan's not an idiot.
Lucky: You can do this.
Zander: Emily is going to have a spinal tap.
Alan: If she has bacterial meningitis, she could die.
Carly: Alcazar did not rape Courtney.
Sonny: Jason's already gone.
Carly: To kill Alcazar?
Jason: What did you do, rape her?
Lorenzo: Talk to your fiancée. She'll clear things up.
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