GH Transcript Friday 10/3/03


General Hospital Transcript Friday 10/3/03

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

Luke: Everybody ready to rock and roll?

Luke: Say hello to a selected group of your family, peers, and victims.

Stefan: You've finally gone completely mad. You've kidnapped me and brought me before a room full of witnesses. What makes you think these people will let you make them accessories to your crime?

Luke: But you see, that's the beauty of tonight's entertainment. When I say "a selected group," I mean everyone in this room knows what a vile bloodsucker you are. Everyone in this room knows how you destroy and pillage and murder, and then excuse yourself of any responsibility for it by saying you did it in the name of the Cassadines, as though the rest of humanity doesn't matter a damn next to your high-minded self-interest.

Stefan: You're obviously having yet another public mental breakdown. You release me immediately, and I may show compassion by not having you prosecuted!

Alexis: This is a good show, Luke. Really, it is. We all really appreciate it, except you need to end it right now.

Luke: Bite your tongue, Natasha. We haven't even started. We're serving up justice tonight, hot and fresh from the oven. Justice for all of you. Justice for the vast unwashed, like Darius. People who have found themselves suddenly on the business end of the defendant's wrath with no means to defend themselves -- people like Summer! A beautiful woman with a kind heart, whose only crime was being in the wrong place when this man intended to kill another innocent young woman. People like Darius and Summer -- they've been calling out from the grave. And tonight, by God, we're going to listen!

Stefan: You make a mockery of it every day you draw breath. You go through with this and you will end up in prison, having accomplished nothing more than making a bigger fool of yourself than usual.

Luke: Well, I'll take that risk.

Zander: Luke, as much as I'm enjoying this, I really think you should stop now.

Emily: We all know what Stefan did. Maybe that's enough.

Lydia: Hardly, but I don't see why this Luke person should go to jail instead of Stefan.

Nikolas: I say we let Luke finish what he started. I mean, he makes a great point. My uncle killed Darius because he was an incompetent killer. Does anyone hear how twisted that is? If Darius had been a better killer, Emily wouldn't be here right now. She'd be dead instead of Summer. Either way, a woman lost her life and there's been no justice for that. The legal system wrote Summer off like her life didn't matter. I say we owe it to her to prove it did.

Luke: Well spoken, young Nikolas.

Nikolas: Go ahead.

Stefan: You can't do this.

Nikolas: I just did.

Luke: Well, then, let's get on with the show. It seems that we're only missing one thing -- a jury.

Stefan: Oh. Why am I not surprised? Of course, in your colossal arrogance, you would want a record of your vanity production.

Luke: Oh, no, no. No, Vlad, you're wrong. We ain't making little videotapes tonight. Something else entirely.

Luke: Good evening. We are coming to you live from an undisclosed location in good old Port upchuckles for the long anticipated event, the murder trial of Stefan Cassadine.

Mac: Spencer, you maniac.

Luke: That's right, viewers. Tonight we seek street justice --

Georgie: What's he doing?

Luke: For inbred, self-important, quasi-greco-russian nobility, since somebody had to do it. Our D.A. couldn’t find his way out of a paper bag.

Scott: Leave me out of your shenanigans, Spencer.

Luke: The D.A. decided that seeking justice for a hooker --

Georgie: You have to see this.

Luke: Was not nearly as important as having the mighty Cassadines owe him a favor.

Lucky: What the hell?

Alexis: Luke, I am begging you to stop this now.

Luke: Uh -- too late, Counselor. We on the air. Hear ye, hear ye, court is in session, the decidedly dishonorable Lucas Lorenzo Spencer presiding and prosecuting. Let the good times roll.

Bartender: Why are you passed out on my floor?

Jax: I came to meet someone here. They must've whacked me in the back of the head. You were here. You must've seen it.

Bartender: Nope. Now clear out. This ain't a hotel.

Jax: Listen, I was playing cards here with a woman the other night. You must've seen her. She's a pretty, petite little thing, a brunette. Kind of woman you can't miss.

Bartender: So?

Jax: Well, she has something that belongs to me.

Bartender: Sorry, I can't help you.

Jax: Well, perhaps my friends can persuade you.

Sam: Yes! To you, Mr. Jacks. Thanks for the assist. One down, four to go.

Sam: Come on! Come on! No! Come on. Whoo! Oh, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I almost lost you.

Sonny: Michael, come here for a second. What did this -- what did this woman, this friend of mine, look like?

Michael: She was pretty.

Sonny: What color was her hair?

Michael: Dark.

Sonny: What was she wearing?

Michael: A pink dress, I think. It was really hard to see her.

Sonny: Why?

Michael: She was standing out of the light. Then all of a sudden she was gone.

Sonny: Okay, Mike, could you recognize her if you saw her?

Michael: That's her!

Carly: Okay. All right. You know what, it has been long day. It's way past your bedtime. Upstairs. Give me that. Come on, come on. Go. Go, go.

Sonny: I told you. Michael saw Lily, too.

Jason: Michael saw someone.

Luke: I can practically hear the legal eagles and the talking heads as they view these proceedings. I can practically hear them. "Outrageous!" They cry. "Unorthodox!" "Inadmissible!" Well, where was their outrage when a young woman was found in a bloody heap at the bottom of a cliff? Where was their commitment to the scales of justice? Nobody -- nobody stepped forward on Summer Halloway's behalf and insisted on the truth! Nobody demanded that her killer pay. But you see, all that changes here tonight.

Stefan: Am I allowed to make an opening statement of my own to defend myself? Or don't you intend to make any effort toward impartiality?

Luke: Speaking on behalf of the defense, Stefan Cassadine.

Stefan: I'm certainly not going to sit here mute while Luke Spencer, of all people, disparages my good name. I'm innocent. I've neither killed nor ordered the death of anyone in my life. I ask you to consider the source. Most of you know Luke Spencer, either personally or by reputation. You know that he's a hothead with the emotional maturity of a 15-year-old. He's deranged and he grows more so with each passing year. You check the psych ward records at General Hospital and you will see that Luke Spencer is a frequent visitor.

Ric: Elizabeth? Hi.

Elizabeth: Hey. What are you doing here? I can't see you very clearly, but you don't appear to be shot or beat up.

Ric: Well, I have to admit I knew you were having an exam today, and I just wanted to see how you were doing.

Stefan: I'm not entirely unsympathetic, however. Since Luke finally shattered his wife's mind --

Elizabeth: Is that Stefan Cassadine on TV?

Stefan: He's been consumed by grief and self-recrimination.

Scott: Hey, give me that!

Lucky: What's wrong with you people? Doesn't anyone see we got to stop this?

Scott: Quiet! I don't want to miss this.

Stefan: That's where Summer came in. First Luke tried to turn her into a cheap imitation of Laura. When he found that was an impossible task, he had no further use for her. Under normal circumstances, he might've walked away. But then Summer made a fatal error. She fell in love with Luke's son, and that is why Summer is not alive today. In a fit of rage and jealousy, Luke Spencer killed her. Clearly, I'm in this place against my will. Luke chloroformed and kidnapped me, and he dares to speak to you of justice.

Luke: Like I need this!

Stefan: Again, I ask, consider the source.

Luke: What the hell am I supposed to do with you, anyway, huh?

Emily: Dillon? What are --

Luke: You know this sprout?

Dillon: Hi.

Georgie: Dillon?

Dillon: I could be really useful to you.

Luke: You got 10 seconds to tell me how.

Mac: What the hell is he doing there?

Georgie: I don't know.

Dillon: One word -- camera work.

Mac: You're telling me he's gone and gotten himself involved with Spencer?

Georgie: No! Look, Luke just dragged him in.

Luke: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the court cameraman.

Mac: Why is it that when there's trouble, Dillon is sure to find it?

Scott: Well, I hope he gets that camera steady.

Luke: Mr. Spencer, call your first witness. Thank you, Your Honor. The prosecution calls Nikolas Cassadine.

Jax: Thanks, but I really can't stay for dinner.

Sam: You.

Jax: You could be a little more enthusiastic. We were getting along so well, until you stole my card. Pretty careless of you to leave it lying around like that.

Sam: Yeah, well, I'll shoot you.

Jax: With an unloaded spear gun? You know, if I were wearing boots, I'd probably be quaking in them.

Sam: All right, I'm going to bash your brains in.

Jax: I must've bored you silly going on and on about the legend of the dead man's hand when obviously you knew all about it.

Sam: And what makes you think I had?

Jax: Because I checked your license -- Sam McCall. Same last name as the man who shot Wild Bill. Coincidence? I don't think so.

Jason: All right, so it's not just you anymore. Lily appeared to Michael and Faith.

Sonny: Looks that way.

Jason: It still doesn't make any sense, Sonny. You said Lily came back --

Sonny: She came back to warn me, Jason.

Jason: But why contact your son and one of your worst enemies?

Sonny: I don't -- I don't have the answers. I don't know.

Jason: There's got to be a logical explanation.

Sonny: Okay, tell me what or who.

Jason: I can't right now, but I'm going to find out.

Sonny: No, you're going to stay out of it.

Jason: Sonny --

Sonny: You're going to scare her away, and then I'm never going to know the meaning of this. I'm serious, Jason. Stay out of it.

Carly: Jason, please go after him. Please just -- you don't have to confront him. Just go see where he goes. I don't want him out there alone like this tonight.

Jason: You going to be okay here?

Courtney: Yeah, absolutely. Go.

Courtney: Hey. You all right?

Carly: I -- I don't know what to do. I don't know how to make this better or fix this.

Courtney: Hey, Carly, come on, don't worry. Jason will handle this. He'll get through to Sonny.

Carly: I want to go back to the hospital.

Courtney: Why? Is something wrong?

Carly: No, I want to have another ultrasound. I want to prove to Sonny there is nothing wrong with this baby.

Lucky: Baldwin, come here. We need to find that location before it gets completely out of control. Can't you put out an A.P.B. or something?

Scott: We're not putting an A.P.B. out, all right? Now make yourself useful, Lucky. Get in the kitchen, make us some popcorn!

Mac: Don't you think you're enjoying this a little too much, Scott?

Scott: Hey, come on, Mac. Spencer on live television, breaking all kinds of rules? It doesn't get any better than that.

Bobbie: So you're going to do nothing?

Scott: Bobbie, I have no idea where your mental case brother is.

Bobbie: I think my brother has been handling this pretty well.

Lucky: Baldwin, think about it. What if my father proves Stefan is guilty of Summer's murder on live TV? What are you going to do, let him walk away on a technicality? That'll play real well come reelection time rolls around.

Scott: What are you two squirrels standing around for? Get out there and gather that nut!

Mac: Let's go. I'll meet you at the car.

Lucky: Okay.

Bobbie: Lucky, wait, wait. I think I know where Luke is. I didn't want to say anything in front of Scott, but Sorel was holding me at the warehouse when Roy found me.

Luke: Mr. Cassadine, you know the defendant as well as anyone. Is that a fair statement?

Nikolas: Yes.

Luke: In your considered opinion, is your uncle capable of murder?

Nikolas: Yes.

Luke: Now, do you consider him responsible for Summer Halloway's death?

Nikolas: Yes, I do.

Luke: Why would the defendant kill someone who barely registered on his radar screen?

Nikolas: Summer's death was an accident. My uncle meant to kill Emily Quartermaine.

Stefan: Nikolas, how can you turn on me this way in such a public display?

Luke: Shut up, or the court will have you gagged! Why did he want to kill Emily Quartermaine?

Nikolas: Because he thought I was in love with her.

Luke: He thought?

Nikolas: Well, I was. I still am.

Zander: Okay, I object. How is this relevant

Luke: It goes to motive. You don't get to object. Sit down, sit down. Thank you, Mr. Cassadine. You may step down. The prosecution calls Emily Quartermaine.

Sam: There must be thousands of McCalls -- who knows, maybe even millions.

Jax: Yeah, and how many of them managed to steal a card from Wild Bill's original dead man's hand?

Sam: I'm a scavenger. I scavenged.

Jax: You know, I tried to help you out of a tight spot back at the bar.

Sam: What you thought was a tight spot. But I could've handled it.

Jax: And you blew me off. And two minutes later, you approached me and challenged me to a game. Now, I think you did that because you saw that I had the jack of diamonds, and you knew exactly what it was worth. You've known all your life because you're a McCall. Now, either you're working with the people who put the cards up for ransom, or you're trying to cash in on your own.

Sam: What, did you grow up on comic books? Because you are so far off.

Jax: Am I? I have money and resources. I can make you a rich woman.

Sam: Like I haven't heard that one before.

Jax: No, I'm serious. I'll even throw in a new boat.

Sam: If?

Jax: If you help me get the other four cards.

Sam: Not interested.

Jax: Suit yourself. By the way, that was a one-time offer. Okay, where's my zodiac?

Sam: Try the bottom of the ocean. It sprung a leak. Now it's my time to make you an offer.

Jason: Sonny.

Sonny: Hey.

Jason: I know you told me to stay out of it, but I can't, okay? You're making yourself crazy. You're scaring the hell out of your wife. I don't even know what to think. I have always been able to read you. I know when to push, I know when to back off. Honestly, I don't know what to think right now.

Sonny: All I'm -- Jason, I got to figure out what this means.

Jason: Just let me help you.

[Rustle]

Sonny: Tell me you don't see her, Jason.

Jason: Yeah, I do.

Sonny: Don't -- don't go! Hey, wait! Are you trying to tell me something? You want to warn me about something?

Jason: No, no, no, don't go!

Sonny: What are you doing?

Jason: A ghost wouldn't be afraid of a gun. That woman took off and didn't stop because she was afraid I was going to shoot.

Sonny: Well, now she's gone, Jason. That's exactly why I didn't want you to come here.

Jason: Whoever she was, she was real. She was alive, and it wasn't Lily.

Sonny: You saw her face! I saw her face! I need to know what's going on here! Leave me alone!

Carly: Is -- is something wrong?

Dr. Meadows: I'm going to consult with another doctor. I'll be back in a few minutes.

Carly: Did you see her face? Okay, whatever's happening is not good.

Jax: Okay, the engine's running, but I cannot get this piece of rust bucket to move.

Sam: Yeah, I know. It's because I've taken precautions. There's a lot of shady types in my business. You know that, don't you?

Jax: Yeah, can I be brutally honest with you? I've had just about enough of you, so if you cannot get this thing moving towards dry land, I'm not going to be responsible for what goes overboard.

Sam: Yeah?

Jax: Yeah.

Sam: Well, first I want you to tell me why the cards are so important to you. And if I hear something that sings to me -- and I mean if -- then maybe, just maybe I might help you out. No guarantees. That's my offer.

Jax: Okay. Okay, fine. I'll tell you the story. As you know, Wild Bill Hickok was holding five cards -- two black aces, two black eights, and the jack of diamonds -- when he was shot in the back by Jack McCall. Ever since then, the combination of cards has been bad luck. But the original set -- the actual cards that wild bill was holding -- they're the exact opposite. Whoever has possession of those cards has extremely good luck. At least that's how the legend goes, and my father -- he believes it.

Sam: What, he's superstitious?

Jax: No, not in the least. Yeah, we weren't always rich. We went through some hard times. The four of us lived in a car. Didn't have a heater. No food except for what my brother and I could steal. Anyway, my father went to Alaska to make our family fortune, and he used the money that he had left to buy the cards.

Sam: The cards. Wild Bill's original, authentic hand.

Jax: Turns out to be the best investment he ever made. Money just stared rolling in and hasn't stopped until recently. Someone stole the cards from my father. Now he's losing everything my father is dying. That's how strongly he believes in those cards. Now, me, on the other hand, I got to be honest, I'm a little bit more practical. I don't think there's any real connection, but if I can get those cards back to my father, maybe he'll start fighting back.

Sam: Well, you know, you're wrong about there being no connection. But you're right about Jack McCall. He was my great-great-great-grandfather, and my family's had nothing but bad luck since the day he shot Wild Bill. Freak accidents, natural disasters, opportunities missed. One time, after years of research, I was on this huge archeological discovery, the biggest thing since King Tut. And I get to the location only to find out that I'd been beaten out by a matter of minutes. Why? Because a swarm of bees clogged the carburetor of my jeep. Now, that's the kind of thing that having the original dead man's hand could change.

[Boat engine sputters]

Jax: Bees?

Sam: No. More bad luck.

Luke: Ms. Quartermaine, you were out of town for a while.

Emily: I went to Stanford.

Luke: And before you went away, what was your relationship with the defendant?

Emily: I knew him as Nikolas' uncle, nothing more.

Luke: Now, you, Nikolas, Lucky Spencer, and Elizabeth Webber have been friends for a long time. Is that correct?

Emily: Yes.

Luke: And did the defendant object to your friendship with Nikolas?

Emily: He didn't seem to mind.

Luke: So it was only after you came back from Stanford and you became more serious that he copped attitude?

Emily: Yes.

Luke: What would he do?

Emily: Well, at first he was horribly rude, ordering me to stay away from Nikolas. And when that didn't work, he resorted to threats.

Luke: Threats. Why do you think a grown man would be so invested in the romantic life of his nephew?

Emily: I didn't realize it at the time, but there was a lot of money at stake.

Luke: Ah. The root of all evil.

Emily: Stefan wanted Nikolas to marry Lydia Karenin. She -- she came with a huge inheritance, and the Cassadines needed it.

Luke: What do you remember about the night Summer died?

Emily: It was foggy. Summer and I were wearing similar coats, but I didn't think much of it at the time. And I remember how shocked Stefan was to see me after Summer died.

Luke: Yeah, that must've been a real jaw-dropper since you were the one who was supposed to take the swan dive that night.

Stefan: There's no evidence to support that theory.

Lydia: Liar!

Luke: Um -- excuse me. You must be Lydia.

Lydia: Nice to meet you, too.

Luke: The new blue blood in town. Would you care to take the stand?

Lydia: My pleasure.

Luke: Thank you, Ms. Quartermaine.

Luke: You called the defendant a liar. Would you care to elaborate?

Lydia: After Summer was pushed off the bluff, I walked in on Stefan berating Darius for botching the job.

Luke: But you said nothing.

Lydia: I couldn’t. Stefan threatened to frame me for the murder if I didn't keep quiet. Lucky convinced me to get Stefan's confession on tape.

Luke: You must've really lost it to let a neophyte like this roll you over.

Stefan: The tape was a fabrication concocted by your son to make me look guilty. Besides, it's irrelevant. The tape was thrown out of court.

Luke: Not out of my court it wasn't! Alexis, come on down!

Lucky: No, court's over. This case is dismissed.

Sonny: All right, I'm alone now. Don't run. You got to understand, this is really -- this is not easy for me. It's kind of -- I don't really know what's going on here. I know you're coming here for a reason. You might -- you might be wanting to tell me something. You might be wanting to warn me about something.

Marcella: It's about the baby.

Sonny: What about the baby?

Marcella: There's going to be a problem -- a serious one -- with your baby's heart.

Sonny: What kind of problem?

Sonny: Don't go! Are you telling me my baby's going to die?

Sam: Jeez, I know every nut and bolt on this boat, and I can't seem to get it to work.

Jax: It's okay, we'll just radio the Coast Guard.

Sam: The radio doesn't work.

Jax: You know, being out here without any means of communication does not fall under the category of bad luck, now, does it?

Sam: Yes, I know. I am not stupid, okay? It just went out.  Hello? My luck, it went out. That's okay, though, because I will just send up a flare.

Jax: No, I will send up a flare.

Sam: What, you don't think I'm capable?

Jax: Your handling of the situation so far hasn't inspired any confidence, so I will do it.

Sam: No, I've got it.

Jax: I insist.

Sam: I said I got it.

Jax: Give me the gun!

Sam: I got it! Come on!

Jax: Give me the gun!

Lucky: What do you think you're doing? You want to go back to prison again?

Luke: The kind of law you represent doesn't apply here. Didn't I make that clear?

Nikolas: Isn't what happened to Summer the reason you became a cop? Luke's trying to get the truth of it.

Lucky: Are you onboard with this?

Nikolas: All the way I am.

Luke: You want justice for Summer? You'll never get it through your friends the cops or D.A. Baldwin. This is the only way.

Scott: Oh, for crying out loud, Lucky, arrest him!

Bobbie: Will you stop it!

Lucky: I cared a lot about Summer. Who knows what it could've been? You know, Summer was a good person. She moved here to get a fresh start on life, and you took it all away. Now she'll never know. Nail the bastard.

Luke: All right. The witness may stand down. Officer Spencer, you can take that chair. All right, let's move on. Natasha, would you stand, please? This will only take a moment. Please.

Alexis: Yes, Luke.

Luke: You are the defendant's sister?

Alexis: Yes.

Luke: And you have been loyal to him through the years, correct?

Alexis: Yes.

Luke: Is it fair to say that you've loved him?

Alexis: Very much.

Stefan: You're a liar. You loved me when it was convenient for you.

Luke: We'll get to you later. So, if anybody would give the defendant the benefit of the doubt, it would be you, wouldn't it?

Alexis: I have seen the good in him and I chose to believe it.

Luke: Do you believe that he ordered Emily Quartermaine murdered?

Alexis: I believe that he would have done anything to prevent her marriage to Nikolas.

Luke: Is that a yes?

Alexis: Yes.

Luke: And do you believe that instead he was responsible for the death of Summer Halloway?

Alexis: Yes.

Luke: Thank you. You may sit down. The prosecution calls Stefan Cassadine. Hey, where does this go?

Jax: You wouldn't happen to have a life raft, would you? I didn't think so. Because we're going down pretty fast here.

Sam: Damn it! All right, okay, even I know when we have to abandon ship.

Jax: Yep, that's right.

Sam: Wait a minute. What about the jack of diamonds?

Jax: It's safe. It's in my pocket.

Sam: It'll be worthless once it hits the water.

Jax: It's in a waterproof pouch, okay?

Sam: Oh.

Jax: Not that it'll matter. Probably won't live through this anyway.

Sam: Yeah, well, if we do, I'll kill you. All right, on three.

Jax: Okay.

Sam: One --

Jax: Three.

Sam: Two -- aah!

Luke: So, how do you respond to the accusations made against you?

Stefan: I categorically deny them.

Luke: All these people are lying?

Stefan: It would appear so.

Luke: For what reason?

Stefan: I wouldn't know.

Luke: Oh, take a wild guess. Start with Emily Quartermaine.

Stefan: She's in love with my nephew.

Luke: Well, it seems to me that that would put her on your side. Except that your nephew turned against you, didn't he?

Stefan: He doesn't know what he's saying.

Luke: Nikolas, would you like to reconsider anything that you've said here?

Nikolas: No. No, in fact, I'd like to add a little something.

Luke: Oh, please, go ahead. A fair and just court is always flexible.

Nikolas: I've been fighting against hating you for a long time because -- because it didn't feel right. It didn't feel right to have unconditional love replaced by a feeling that's so cold and dead inside my soul. But you know what, you brought it on yourself. You brought it on yourself when you decided that a woman you knew I loved was expendable. There's no coming back from that!

Stefan: I was trying to protect you! That's what my entire life has been about!

Stefan: You have no idea what I've done for you, all I've given up. But I did it. I did it gladly, thankfully. Because you were the only light in my otherwise miserable life. You still are. And because you are the Cassadine future. We would have been fine if not for Helena. Once again, she ruined everything, frittering away in one year a fortune that took generations to build. I wasn't going to let you suffer for her foolishness. That's why I took out that damnable loan. And then, Nikolas, when the creditors threatened to kill you, I was desperate to find the funds to repay them. That's why I made arrangements with Lydia’s grandfather for the two of you to marry. I tried to warn Emily. I -- I tried -- I tried to warn her to stay away, go have her life with Zander, but she wouldn't listen. Why couldn't you just go away? None of this would've happened if she'd gone away. I -- I didn't want to kill Emily. I didn't to kill Summer. Nikolas, it was you or Emily. Surely you can understand that, Nikolas. Once -- when you love someone so deeply, whether it be a child, a husband, a wife -- don't you go to any lengths for that person? Don't you do whatever it takes to protect them? Lie, cheat, steal, even kill for them? Don't you? Surely you can understand that, Nikolas. Tell me -- tell me you understand that, Nikolas. Please.

Jason: Leticia told me you're here. What happened?

Carly: I just wanted to get another ultrasound to prove to Sonny that nothing is wrong with the baby, and Dr. Meadows got worried and she went to consult with another doctor.

Jason: What, she didn't tell you anything?

Carly: No, she went to consult with another doctor. Did you find Sonny?

Jason: Yeah, I found him. He was at Lily's grave. This thing about Lily -- it's not in his head.

Courtney: What, you saw Lily?

Jason: I saw someone who looks like Lily.

Sonny: There's a problem with the baby.

Carly: How -- how do you know? Did you run into Dr. Meadows?

Sonny: No, I didn't see the doctor. It's his heart, the baby's heart.

Dr. Meadows: You're right, Mr. Corinthos. I just consulted with a specialist. There's a hole in the baby's heart between the atria.

Jason: Hey, how'd you know?

Sonny: Lily told me.

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