GH Transcript Monday 6/14/04

General Hospital Transcript Monday 6/14/04

Provided by Suzanne

Proofread by Brian

[Tape plays]

Lynn: We lived in our dreams and promises we shared the laughter and the tears

[Ned sighs]

Lynn: And in the times of uncertainty

Lois: You dirty, no-good, double-dealing rat!

Ned: Lois. Oh --

Lois: You stole my daughter!

Ned: Where -- where did that come from?

Lois: Don't play clueless with me, Ned Ashton. You should've called me the minute that Brooke Lynn came into Port Charles.

Ned: The last time I saw Brooke Lynn was in Las Vegas for Miguelís concert.

Lois: Give me that.

[Lois stops tape]

Lois: You were listening to her sing!

Ned: What?

Lois: Yeah, right then! You were listening to her sing!

Ned: That was Brooke Lynn?

Lois: Yes. I would know Brookie's voice anywhere. She's an amazing singer. So, if you haven't seen her, then how did you have her voice on tape?

Frank: Look, if you want to call backup, if you want to call the precinct, call the precinct, all right? No, better yet, call the kid's grandparents.

Mac: You're not taking the girl anywhere until I know everything that happened.

Frank: I tell you what -- why don't you use my phone, and this way I can call it, all right? Ok?

Lynn: What are you doing here?

Dillon: Who do you think called the cops and told them the license plate number of this car?

Lynn: It was you?

Dillon: Yeah. That guy kidnapped you, Lynn. I don't care if he's a cop.

Lynn: No, look, Dillon, he's a detective, ok? My mom hired him to take me back to her.

Dillon: Listen to me. That guy you were just talking to. That's Georgieís dad. He's Commissioner Scorpio. He's going to make sure you don't have to go anywhere that you don't want to go.

Lynn: No, Dillon, look. I'm a minor, ok, and my mom, she wants me home.

Dillon: I know, I know. I will help you figure this out, ok?

Lynn: No, Dillon, look -- unless I do something drastic, Iím on my way home.

Dillon: Well, let's not overreact, all right? Maybe if you talk to Commissioner Scorpio, he's pretty understanding --

Lynn: Ok, look --

Dillon: What?

Lynn: Don't say I didn't warn you, ok?

Dillon: What are you --

[Tires screech]

Frank: Hey -- hey, hey, do something!

Mac: How desperate is that girl? What kind of home is she from?

[Jason sighs]

Jason: What -- where's Leticia?

Michael: She's at my house. Max said I could come in.

Jason: Are you ok?

Michael: No. Mommy left, Daddy left, and Aunt Courtneyís not answering her phone. Where did everybody go?

Waiter: Scusi, signore. You have a call from a lady, and she will not take no for an answer.

Jax: Very well. Thank you.

Courtney: Oh, wow. Don't you think you better take the call?

Jax: There's only one woman I want to be with tonight.

[Jax giggles]

[Courtney screams]

Carly: Buon giorno.

Courtney: Oh --

Carly: Hi.

Jax: Isn't this a bit juvenile, even for you?

Courtney: What, are you -- are you out of your mind, Carly? What the hell are you doing here?

Carly: Jason and Sam didn't get married.

Courtney: What?

Carly: She's gone. She moved out; she left town.

Jax: Well, you -- you followed us all the way to Italy to share the -- the good news with us, huh?

Carly: Yes, I did. So, Jax, you can move on to the next little lady to seduce, and Courtneyís going home to be with the love of her life.

Nikolas: It doesn't make any sense. I -- I know I was in a fire. There was smoke all around. I could --

Emily: Are you remembering something else?

Nikolas: I wasn't -- I wasn't wearing fatigues, Emily. I had on a tuxedo shirt.

Emily: Can you see who was on the helicopter?

Nikolas: It's starting to all come back to me.

Nikolas: I was straining to see someone as the helicopter took off. They must've been important to me.

Emily: You're getting close.

Nikolas: And I believed that it was the last time I'd ever see this person. I -- I took a few steps forward as the helicopter pulled away.

Emily: And? Can you see who it is?

Nikolas: No. No, there's nothing else. I don't remember.

Emily: All right. Well, the important thing is that your memory is intact. You don't have to push.

Nikolas: But I've known Mary my whole life. If I was in a fire outside of combat, wouldn't she have told me about it?

Emily: It makes sense.

Nikolas: Yeah, well, maybe it's -- maybe it's not a memory at all. Maybe I want this so badly Iím just making it up.

Emily: You're not. It --

Nikolas: What? How can you be so certain of that?

Emily: Um -- maybe it's just -- just the tone of your -- your voice. These images are real to you. Promise that you'll keep trying. I'll help any way I can.

Nikolas: You've already done enough, Emily. And if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have even seen that doctor at Mercy.  I certainly wouldn't know this much.

Emily: And I'd do more if I could.

Nikolas: I know, but Mary thinks it's a bad idea to push. She -- she thinks it can be dangerous for an amnesiac to have his whole life just, you know, flood back in on him. But if it gives me a chance to get my past back, then --

Emily: Can I ask you something?

Nikolas: Sure, sure, anything.

Emily: If someone had the answers you were looking for, would you want them to tell you, or would you rather find out the -- the truth yourself?

Ned: The singer I was listening to couldn't be Brooke.

Lois: I know I made it hard for you to see your daughter. That wasn't right. But how could you not recognize her voice?

Ned: The girl on that tape is a homeless runaway. My brother, Dillon, had to convince her to make a demo.

Lois: Brookie is in Port Charles. I had a P.I. track her down.

Ned: No, no, no, no. If my daughter was in Port Charles, she would've called me.

Lois: Your daughter is a teenager now, ok? She doesn't want to deal with either one of us.

Ned: We're her parents. We love her. I deal with my mother. That's not the way it works with Brooke. Now, what the hell happened?

Lois: It's complicated.

Ned: Our daughter ran away, and you didn't even bother to tell me about it?

Dillon: Nice work, hotshot. Grand theft auto's going to look great on your record.

Lynn: Huh. Don't you mean our record?

[Dillon sighs]

Dillon: Wouldn't be my first time.

Lynn: Really?

Dillon: Yeah, I -- uh -- I stole a motorcycle once.

Lynn: Nice, man.

Dillon: Yeah, real nice -- until I got arrested, ok?

Lynn: They can only arrest us if they catch us, ok?

Dillon: Hey, in case you haven't noticed, sweetheart, this car has Onstar.

Lynn: Yeah, but we haven't pressed the button!

Dillon: That doesn't -- it doesn't matter! With Onstar, they can still track you, even if you don't press the button. All right, can we just -- can we just turn around now? This is going to be a whole lot easier if we turn ourselves in.

Lynn: Oh, you know what? That is so much easier for you, ok? Dillon, there's a cop back there who is trying to take me back to my very own momzilla.

Dillon: "Momzilla" -- that's cute. That's -- that's real cute. Normally Iíd appreciate the movie references, but right now not so much.

Lynn: Good, because I'd rather drive than talk, anyway.

Mac: You got an i.D. on the bike?

Lucky: You're not going to like it.

Mac: Who does the bike belong to, Lucky?

Lucky: The bike is registered under Ned Ashton, which probably means it's --

Mac: Dillon. Yeah, I should've known.

Frank: Well, who's Dillon?

Mac: My daughter's boyfriend.

Frank: I'm sorry. Oh, man, teenagers are tough. Yeah, mine are in college now, but I barely survived the high school years.

Mac: Yeah, I don't want to hear it, all right?

Lucky: Hey, they got -- that was Onstar. They got a lock on the car.

Frank: Yeah? Where are they?

Lucky: They're less than 20 miles out near Greenfield.

Mac: All right, set up a roadblock. We're going to take Dillon in before he gets that girl killed.

Jason: Your mom went on a trip.

Michael: Without saying goodbye?

Jason: Well, she had to -- she had to leave fast, and she left you a message -- Leticia has it on the answering machine.

Michael: What about Aunt Courtney?

Jason: She's with your mom.

Michael: I bet Daddy's with them.

Jason: Um -- actually, your dad's on a business trip, but they're all coming back soon.

Michael: You're not going anywhere, are you?

Jason: No, I'm sticking close to home.

Michael: Where's Sam? She usually comes down and bothers us each time I hang out with you.

Jason: I don't -- I don't think Samís going to be around much anymore.

Jax: Why don't we go back to the hotel and dry off.

Carly: Oh, that is a really good idea. And while you're there, you can pack, because I've got Sonny's jet all fueled up and ready to take us back to Port Charles.

Courtney: Why don't you just go without me. I need a moment alone with Carly.

Jax: What if she drags you off by force?

Courtney: I think I can defend myself.

Jax: I'll -- I'll meet you back here for the concert?

Carly: She's not going to a concert, but why don't you try and get another date. I'm sure your pickup lines will sound much better in Italian.

Courtney: Carly, do you have any idea how crazy you are acting right now?

Carly: Ok, well, you can lecture me on the plane.

Courtney: What -- ok, so what -- so what, Jason and Sam didn't get married. That doesn't mean that he's going to end up with me.

Carly: Do you love him?

Courtney: You know I do --

Carly: Ok, well, will you just tell him and get it over with so you two can get back together?

Courtney: Ok, what else happened since Iíve been gone?

Carly: Well, what are you talking about?

Courtney: Did Jason decide to leave the business?

Carly: Ok, just forget the business for right now. The two of you love each other and you will work the rest out.

Courtney: No, Carly, no. Ok, we can't. That is the reason that Jason and I are divorced. It's time for me to move on with my life.

Carly: Ok. Is that -- that what you call moving on?

Courtney: Oh, come on, Carly. The only person who is still fighting for Jason and me to be together is you.

Carly: Because I care about both of you, and I know that you will be miserable without one another.

Courtney: I have -- I have been miserable for months, ok, but I'm finally -- Iím finally realizing that my life without Jason, it's ok. Now, look, I appreciate your concern, Carly, but you wasted a trip. I'm where I want to be.

Carly: Hmm. Oops. Hmm.

Waiter: Signorina, if you do not leave my cafe this minute, I will call the police!

Carly: Oh, good! Call them really quick because I got a relationship to save. Ooh -- whoo! Hey! Ooh!

Nikolas: The only person who knows enough about my life to give me answers is Mary, and she's -- she's so resistant. I mean, I asked her if Iíve -- you know, I've ever hurt her before or --

Emily: What did she say?

Nikolas: She was offended even at the idea. I mean, it's as though Mary needs to believe that the time -- the time before I was injured in combat was -- was idyllic. I mean, she makes it sound like it was some sort of, you know, fantasy, Emily.

Emily: You think she's misrepresenting the past?

Nikolas: Oh, well, I -- I don't know. I mean, every couple has their moments they'd like to forget, I suppose -- fights, jealousy, whatever -- but in the end, hopefully, the good outweighs the bad. I don't -- if getting the answers I need is going to jeopardize my life with Mary, then -- then I don't know. Maybe -- maybe it'll have to wait.

Emily: You sure?

Nikolas: Yes. But thanks for listening, anyway.

Emily: Yeah.

Nikolas: Um -- I should be getting back.

Emily: To Mary, right?

Nikolas: Yeah.

Emily: Yeah.

Nikolas: Good night, ok?

Emily: Good night.

Nikolas: Night.

Monica: You still here?

Mary: Hi, Dr. Quartermaine.

Monica: Listen, I -- I hope I didn't upset you, talking about that fire earlier.

Mary: No, I was just thinking about Emily. She really believed Nikolas was dead.

Monica: Well, no. Actually, she didn't. We all did. Even when the rescue team had given up hope, she insisted on going back into that wreckage, and she looked and looked until she was exhausted.

Mary: She never found him?

Monica: No. No, somehow Nikolas got out all by himself, which -- which was a miracle.

Mary: He sounds amazing.

Monica: Emily believes that it was their love that saved him. It's their love that can survive anything. That's why when the accident happened and they couldn't recover the body; that's what's made it so hard for her.

Mary: But she believes he's dead now, right?

Monica: Well, she says she does, but in truth, Emily will never give up on Nikolas. Excuse me.

[Rock music plays]

[Lynn raises volume]

Singer: What will it be today?

[Dillon lowers volume]

[Lynn raises volume]

Singer: Baby, love me

[Dillon turns music off]

Lynn: What, huh? You prefer glam rock? God!

Dillon: You know, I'm really digging the whole "Rocker chick with a bad attitude and nothing to lose" thing you've got going on, but we're about to hit a roadblock in about 30 seconds because the cops are about a mile and a half away!

Lynn: It's a big car, ok? We'll just drive through it.

Dillon: Oh, my God, that only works in the movies.

Lynn: Life imitates art sometimes.

Dillon: You really don't want to go back, do you? Your mom must make mine look like a sunshine girl.

Lynn: Nah. I mean, I guess my mom's pretty amazing. Everybody's always lining up trying to be her new best friend or her biggest fan. I just -- I'm just not interested, you know? I want my own life. I'm not going back, Dillon, I canít.

Dillon: Your mom's not abusive, is she?

Lynn: Her three-inch nails alone could kill you.

[Dillon sighs]

Lois: She -- she was testing me. That's what mothers and daughters do.

Ned: Brooke Lynn is barely even a teenager.

Lois: No, she is a lot bigger than you think.

Ned: The girl Dillon found said that she didn't want anything to do with her family. She's got an amazing voice, but she didn't want to use it for fear that her parents would find her. She's terrified of them.

Lois: She said that?

Ned: Lois, listen to me. I need to know what happened in Benson Hurst.

Lois: I already told you -- just normal teenage stuff. She said that she couldn't breathe, that I wasn't listening to her -- which, of course, I was.

Ned: Have you been pressuring her to sing?

Lois: No. There's no reason to pressure her. You heard that track. She has talent to burn.

Ned: I know, I know, I know, and Brookeís always liked music.

Lois: No, this goes beyond a passing interest. Brookie could be a superstar, ok? She could start her own genre -- smart, edgy, passionate, smart pop -- the kind of stuff that makes you dance, kiss, makes you want to dream.

Ned: It all makes sense now.

Lois: What?

Ned: Dillon said she was running away from the stage mother from hell. He was talking about you.

Officer: The charge is disturbing the peace.

Carly: Oh, so sorry about that. It seemed like a really, really nice place.

Officer: I'm sorry, signorina, but I -- I cannot let you go.

Carly: Ok. Well, you know, I don't really want to go. But I would like to make just one phone call.

Jason: Sam changed her mind about living with me.

Michael: But I thought you guys were getting married.

Jason: Well, now we're not.

Michael: Does that mean Aunt Courtneyís moving back in?

[Phone rings]

Jason: Hello?

Carly: Oh, Jason, Iím so glad that I reached you.

Jason: What happened?

Carly: Did Stan tell you that I went after Courtney?

Jason: Yeah, he did.

Carly: Yeah, I found her and she wasn't very happy. We had an argument and then she went off with Jax somewhere.

Jason: So come home.

Carly: I can't, really. Um -- I've been arrested.

Jason: What?

Carly: Yeah, I'm kind of in over my head here, Jason. The cops -- they all -- they all speak Italian and no English and I don't understand a word they're saying. I don't think it's good. They're charging me with something.

[Jason sighs]

Jason: All right, I'm on my way.

Carly: Great. Thanks.

Courtney: So, you giving up on our bet?

Jax: I was beginning to think that Carly managed to lure you away, yes.

Courtney: Not a chance.

Jax: Well, I guess we have a concert to get to.

Courtney: You know, Jax, it's not like Carly to give up this easy. Maybe I should ask the waiter if he's seen her.

Jax: That's exactly what Carly wants you to do. She's waiting for you to go after her.

Courtney: Yeah, yeah. You're probably right.

Jax: Then don't play her game. Unless, of course, Carlyís right. You want to go back to Jason?

Lois: You know, you don't understand because Tracy has the maternal instinct of a piranha, but I think a good parent encourages her child's talent.

Ned: Hmm. And that's what you've been doing?

Lois: Well, she has a gift and I told her so.

Ned: And how often did you tell her?

Lois: What is wrong with a little positive reinforcement? You know, you said it yourself -- your brother saw real talent in Brooke, right? He's a teenager, and that is the market these days.

Ned: She ran away from you.

Lois: And she didn't come running to you.

Ned: She must've been thinking about it. Why else would she come to Port Charles?

Lois: Well, she didn't stay in town very long, did she? No. I think your family scared her off. Yeah, I think she went and she took one look at Club Insanity and she made a mad dash out of town.

Ned: The Quartermaines aren't at fault this time. It's you. You tried to transform me into Eddie Maine. It didn't work, so now you're trying to impose your creative vision on our daughter.

Lois: Eddie had passion. He was an artist and he could've been a star.

Ned: Mm-hmm. And when that didn't happen, you were bitterly disappointed.

Lois: We lost each other because you gave up on Eddie -- not because I needed to be married to a rock star, because you stopped following your heart, and that is not going to happen to Brookie. She has a real shot at the big time here.

[Phone rings]

Ned: That could be Brooke Lynn.

Lois: No, no, that's my phone!

Ned: That could be Brooke Lynn. Honey?

Lois: Baby?

Ned: Honey, this is me. It's your dad. Where are you?

Frank: Mr. Ashton? Yeah, this is Frank Mariano. I was hired to bring your daughter home. Well, she -- uh -- she stole my car, and, yeah, drove off with another kid, but it's ok. The police are tracking them now.

Lois: Where is she, Ned?

Ned: Brooke stole a car.

Lynn: You know, it's been my mother's lifelong ambition to make me a star. Mind you, not a singer, a star. You know, ever since I could breathe, there's been -- God, there's been, what, vocal coaching, acting lessons, music lessons.

Dillon: She ever whack you with a wire hanger?

Lynn: You know what, keep making jokes, but you cannot understand the kind of pressure that Iíve lived with, ok?

Dillon: I'm sorry. I just -- you know, forcing you to wear coordinated spandex and sing does not count as child abuse.

Lynn: Yeah? Well, what about suffocation?

Dillon: What?

Lynn: God, man, my mom, she doesn't understand privacy, ok? She follows me to school, you know? God, she's been -- she's been to every dance recital, every music lesson, every -- oh, everything, you know? Dillon, it's like -- it's like I can't breathe when she's around. She sucks up all my air.

Dillon: For the first three years of my life, I thought the hotel concierge was my mother.

Lynn: Was she cool?

Dillon: Yeah. Oh -- and, like, when I got older, she stared to use me as a prop in her business negotiations because it made her look more maternal, I guess. It was fun, you know? It was fun at first, but after a while, I got so sick of it I ended up -- I ended up causing this blackout in our apartment building in Manhattan on Thanksgiving Day.

Lynn: Oh, whoa, whoa. Who's the rebel now?

Dillon: No, no, I'm not saying that. I love my mother, ok? She just makes no effort to understand who I am. At least your mom is trying. She recognizes your talent.

Lynn: Ok, hold on, are you taking her side?

Dillon: No -- hey. I'm just -- I'm just saying that -- maybe her heart is in the right place, ok? I'm sorry that things aren't working out for you at home, but I can't afford to get arrested. I canít. Mac hates me enough as --

Lynn: I will make sure we don't get caught, ok?

Dillon: You're going to make me -- look, Onstar is going to make sure that we can't not get caught. It's serious tech.

Lynn: Look, you're right, all right? I don't want you to get in trouble for things that I do. Look, open the door, I'll drop you off.

Dillon: First of all, I didn't say I was abandoning you.

Lynn: Ok, well, then you better come up with a plan, or the next place that you're going to get arrested in is Canada.

Courtney: Look, I -- I have a few conditions before we go to the concert.

Jax: Well, I'll do my best to accommodate them.

Courtney: Ok. No mention of Jason for the rest of the evening.

Jax: I don't have any problem with that.

Courtney: All right. In fact, I don't -- I don't want to talk about my ex-husband for the rest of the trip.

Jax: Ok. That's fine. Tonight's about you and me.

Courtney: Ok.

Lois: Brookie is barely old enough to drive!

Ned: Look, Mac Scorpio is searching for her, and he's going to find our little girl. I know he will.

Lois: Look, if she's scared, she's not going to be able to concentrate on the road. What am I saying? I need to go find my baby!

Ned: No, no, no, no. Don't do that.

Lois: What, I'm just supposed to sit here until something terrible happens?

Ned: Lois, our daughter stole a car to avoid going home. Now, is she really that miserable?

Lois: No. Our daughter is not miserable. Stubborn, sure. Rebellious, definitely -- obviously. But, you know, she has more than a flare for dramatics, so --

Tracy: I'd know that voice anywhere -- like nails on a blackboard.

Lois: Your mother's back?

Tracy: With a vengeance. And this time I'm not letting you near my son.

Georgie: Dad!

Mac: Georgie, how did you get here?

Georgie: I convinced a friend to drop me off.

Mac: Well, how did you know where to find me?

Georgie: The police scanner at the house.

Mac: I'm having Lucky take you home, all right?

Georgie: No, not until I know that Dillonís ok.

Mac: Dillon shouldn't have been anywhere near this, all right? For all I know, he encouraged this girl to drive away.

Georgie: Dad, Dillonís just trying to help a friend. You cannot hate him for that.

Mac: Lynn is a runaway. She has parents that are worried.

Georgie: You find Lynn and Dillon and Iíll talk to Lynn about going home, but -- but not until I know they're ok.

Mac: I don't want Dillon to get hurt any more than you do, ok?

Georgie: What -- Lucky, did you find Dillon?

Lucky: Mac, can I talk to you?

Georgie: Excuse me, if this is about Dillon, then I need to hear!

Mac: Just tell us what you know.

Lucky: Listen, I just got a call from an Onstar operator and the car that Lynn took is no longer moving.

Georgie: That's great! Dillon convinced her to turn herself in!

Lucky: I'm sorry, Georgie. The air bag's deployed and an ambulance has been dispatched.

Georgie: So you mean they crashed?

Mary: Emily. I ran into your mother earlier. I thought you were taking the night off.

Emily: You spoke with my mother?

Mary: Yeah, she's -- she's afraid you're pushing yourself too hard after everything you've been through.

Emily: What, so you think I would be better off spending my time mourning for Nikolas?

Mary: I'm sorry, but did I do something to offend you?

Emily: I'm sorry. Um -- it's been -- been a really long day.

Mary: Yeah, well, loss changes you. There's no rules on how to deal with it.

Emily: And you can relate because you lost your own husband.

Mary: Dr. Quartermaine told me about that fire you survived a few months ago, how -- how Nikolas was trapped because there was -- there was no room for him on the helicopter.

Emily: But he came back to me, Mary. That night Nikolas walked back into our home, I realized that our love was stronger than anything fate could throw our way. If Nikolas were alive today, he would find his way back to me again.

Nikolas: Mary, you home? We need to talk. Mary?

[Courtney laughs]

Courtney: Those fountains were beautiful.

Jax: They're even more beautiful during the day.

Courtney: Well, then I guess we'll have to go back.

Jax: I was thinking about taking you for a drive to the coast, you know, go for a little midnight swim.

Courtney: I -- I didn't bring a bathing suit, but I guess I could just go buy one tomorrow.

Jax: Or not.

Courtney: You wish.

[Jax laughs]

Courtney: Oh.

Jax: Could we -- could we get some of that? Thank you.

Waiter: Signor, I'm sorry about your friend, but she gave me no choice.

Jax: Whoa, hold it. Do you want to hear this?

Courtney: You know what? Whatever happened after we left the cafe is just part of Carlyís plan.

Jax: You're not even a little bit curious?

Courtney: No. No. I am -- I am here to be with you.

Jax: You heard the lady.

Carly: Oh, thank you so much for coming. Oh, I think I'm in some major trouble.

Jason: They said you trashed a cafe.

Carly: Oh, it was an accident, Jason. This whole thing is a big misunderstanding.

Jason: Did you do it or not, Carly?

Carly: Courtney's with Jax, and they were about to kiss, Jason, so I had to do something to stop it.

Jason: Oh, Carly --

Carly: So, I got a little carried away because Courtney wouldn't listen and -- and she left before I got arrested.

Jason: I'm taking you home.

Carly: Thanks, but do we have to get right on the plane? Because I'm really hungry. I'm actually starving, so since you're bailing me out of jail, maybe you could take me for some authentic Italian pizza?

Lucky: Mac --

Georgie: Dillon, no! Dillon, no!

Mac: Lucky, it's all right. Let her go.

Georgie: Let go of me! They got away! Dillon -- Dillon and Lynn, they're not there!

Tracy: What kind of mother let's her daughter disappear for weeks?

Lois: It hasn't been weeks.

Ned: Now is not the time, mother.

Tracy: I'm concerned about your daughter, Ned.

Lois: Yeah, you wouldn't know Brooke Lynn if she jumped up and bit you in the nose.

Tracy: Why couldn't you give that child a family name --

Lois: Oh --

Tracy: Like Lila or Margaret?

Lois: Brooke Lynn is a family name, excuse me, because Brooke Lynn is a fourth-generation Cerullo of Brooklyn.

Tracy: She's a Quartermaine -- at least by birth. I can't vouch for her upbringing.

Lois: Yeah, well, thank God for her, her upbringing happened as far away from you as possible.

Tracy: You were an embarrassment when you first got involved with my son and you are still an embarrassment. I certainly hope your daughter doesn't have to pay for your carelessness, because if anything has happened to her, it's your responsibility.

Ned: That's enough, mother. You're in no position to criticize Lois' parenting skills.

Lois: That's an understatement.

Ned: You ignored me for years and you push Dillon away by trying to manipulate him.

Tracy: Oh, please. I let Dillon believe he's independent. I know where my son is at all times.

Lois: Hmm.

[Phone rings]

Lois: What's --

Ned: Hello? Mac, thanks for getting back to us.

Lois: What's going on?

Ned: I should've known. Where are they?

Lois: What's happening?

Ned: Are they ok?

Tracy: "They"?

Ned: All right, call me as soon as you know anything.

Lois: What's wrong, Ned?

Ned: The boy in the car with Brooke was Dillon.

[Tracy gasps]

Tracy: If your daughter has done anything to hurt my son --

Lois: Could you possibly find some better time to threaten me because it sounds like something is seriously wrong here!

Ned: They found the car that Brooke had stole. It's wrecked.

Lois: Oh, God. Is she ok?

Tracy: Is Dillon all right?

Ned: No one knows. Brooke and Dillon have disappeared.

Lois: Good God.

Dillon: Hello? Uh -- anybody home? We -- we need some gasoline for -- yeah, we're good. Nice.

Lynn: Oh, cool, man. This place is a total score!

Dillon: Yeah. Actually, we're really lucky that truck driver picked us up.

Lynn: Yeah, hey, how did you know that we could trust him?

Dillon: Um -- he had all his teeth. No, I don't -- I just didn't want you to hitchhike alone.

Lynn: Oh, dude, that air bag idea -- so cool. I so owe you.

Dillon: No, no. I -- I owe you first. I shouldn't have made you do all that junk with L&B, because then that detective --

Lynn: No, no, no. Seriously, don't give me any credit. I was so out of places to run to.

Dillon: Well, glad you're ok.

Lynn: Yeah. Me, too.

Dillon: So -- yeah.

Lynn: Thanks to you. Um -- you know, I -- I haven't met a lot of decent guys before, and you seem to qualify, so, I guess, thank you.

Dillon: Uh -- yeah.

Lynn: So -- um --

Dillon: Um --

Lynn: Yeah.

Dillon: You know what? You can make it up to me by singing the -- the track of my -- my first feature film entitled "Road Rebels," by Dillon Quartermaine.

Lynn: You're a Quartermaine?

Emily: Take your own advice, Mary -- don't overdue it.

Mary: I am just processing these claims from the P.C. hotel fire.

Emily: Hmm.

Mary: People have been waiting a really long time.

Emily: A lot of people were hurt that night. So many lives changed.

Mary: It must've been terrifying.

Emily: We do what we have to do to survive, Mary. Nikolas was trapped beneath all that rubble for hours, but he made it out.

Mary: He must've been very strong.

Emily: I remember watching him from the helicopter, how he stayed on that roof watching me go.

Mary: And you could see him the whole time?

Emily: And he could see me. I'll never forget that moment, and neither would Nikolas. If he were alive today, that image would be etched in his heart, too.

Nikolas' voice: I'm alive. Don't give up on me. I survived to come back to you.

Carly: So do I actually order pizza, or do they call it focaccia?

Jason: Get whatever you want, just get it to go, Carly.

Carly: Ok.

Courtney: Letís.

Jax: Cheers.

Carly: What? What, you didn't actually think that I was going to let you come all the way to Italy and not see Courtney.

Jason: Why'd you set me up?

Carly: Because you love her, Jason. Just tell Courtney you want her to leave Jax and have her come back with us.

Jason: Get home yourself. I'm leaving.

Carly: Oh, the hell you are!

Jason: You're unbelievable!

Carly: But I don't want to fly alone.

Jason: You know, you should've thought of that before you lied again!

Carly: Ok, fine! Go on, get on the plane, board, have a good flight, but I think it's going to be a little difficult for you to get on that plane without a passport.

Jason: Well, give me the passport.

Carly: No -- too bad -- no, not until you talk to Courtney.

Jason: No, I'm not doing it, Carly.

Carly: Well, too bad! I'm not going to let you get off that easily.

>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Lynn: I am Brooke Lynn Ashton.

Dillon: You're my niece?

Nikolas: What haven't you told me about my life?

Mary: You can keep him from remembering he's Nikolas Cassadine.

Courtney: Carly isn't very subtle, is she?

Jason: Of all the stupid ways to try to get us together.

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