General Hospital Transcript Tuesday 9/14/04
Provided by SuzanneProofread by Brian
Tracy: Daddy? It's me, Tracy. Are you ok? Daddy, why's the door locked?
Alexis: Good morning. Since we both have a lot on our mutual calendars, I'm sure; I think we should go over some pending matters.
Ric: Yeah, first, Iíd like to commend you on your commitment and your tenacity. It seems you're defense counsel in pretty much every case that Iím prosecuting.
Alexis: Well, if you would prosecute guilty people instead of innocent people, we'd be blessedly free of each other.
Ric: You know, why don't you make up your mind? Just like me; don't like me. Otherwise, you're going to keep throwing us into close proximity of one another because clearly you can't get enough of me.
Alexis: I don't have time to indulge your misguided perceptions.
Alexis: I suggest we focus on who might've killed Mary Bishop, and I think you're overlooking the most obvious suspect, which is Lorenzo Alcazar.
[Knock on door]
Sonny: How come you're not in bed?
Sam: I'm up.
Sonny: Max said that Jason took you to the hospital?
Sam: Yeah, yeah. It was no big deal, Sonny. It was just the Braxton-Hicks thing.
Sonny: Did it occur to either of you to call me?
Carly: Ah, thank you.
Michael: You're welcome, Mommy.
Carly: Come on, come on, come on. I want to spend the entire day at the park.
Michael: I want to watch Daddy's freighter dock.
Carly: All right.
Man: Yeah, I'm watching Carly Corinthos as we speak.
John: Get her to open up. I need to know more about my new relative before I decide what to do with her.
Tracy: Clearly, you've not been apprised of the situation. My father's a heart patient. His door shouldn't be locked. I'd like it unlocked immediately.
Elizabeth: I understand that, but according to the monitors, Edwardís vitals are stable. His heart rate is slightly elevated, but it really is nothing to be worried about.
Tracy: Forgive me if I don't find comfort in the diagnosis of a nursing student with 15 minutes of experience. I want the door unlocked. If you are not authorized to leave the desk, find somebody who is!
Elizabeth: It's not about leaving the desk. You see, Edward happens to --
Monica: Ok, Tracy, I got your page. What's the emergency?
Tracy: I want to see Daddy.
Monica: Oh, that is clearly a violation of Feliciaís edict. No family members are allowed in Edwardís room.
Tracy: Do you really think that Iím going to do what Felicia tells me to do? The man is my father. I want to see him and I can't because the door is locked. Now this twit tells me that his pulse is elevated.
Elizabeth: I'm sorry, what was that?
Tracy: I expect you to do something about it.
Monica: Try to ignore my sister-in-law. She can't seem to help herself. Well, Edwardís pulse is a little high, but that's not unusual for a man who has just had a heart attack.
Elizabeth: And like Iíve been trying to explain, he also has a visitor. It's right here in the log.
Monica: Heather Webber. The woman is nothing if not tenacious.
Tracy: Well, it's no wonder his heart rate is elevated. There's no telling what that parasitic vulture is doing to him.
Brook Lynn: Yeah?
Lois: Glazed chocolate doughnuts -- your favorite.
Brook Lynn: Thanks, but I'm fine. Look, you don't have to fuss over me, all right? I'm so over last night. Seriously, convincing myself that you and Dad were getting back together was, like, the lamest thing Iíve ever done. I know it's not going to happen.
Lois: You're right, it isn't. Honey, I am sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.
Brook Lynn: No.
Lois: I really am.
Brook Lynn: No, it was all me, projecting or regressing or something.
Lois: Brace yourself. Another apology coming your way.
Brook Lynn: Uh-oh. Two in one day now. That's got to be a record.
Lois: Honey, I had absolutely no right unburdening myself about my problems with Lorenzo to you. You're a teenager. I'm your mother. Fixing my life is absolutely not your responsibility.
Brook Lynn: I'm not sorry we had that talk. You opened up to me, and it made me feel closer to you.
Lois: You are so sweet. And I am going to take that as a good start because this whole unfortunate episode proves one thing to be true that I learned from my ma -- it's only a mistake if you refuse to learn from it. And I have learned plenty. And now I am going to take my newfound wisdom and put it to really good use by focusing on your career and by being the best darn ma it's in me to possibly be.
Lorenzo: I'd like a list of all staff on duty at the time Mary Bishop died.
Alan: Why is that?
Lorenzo: Miss Bishop murdered my niece. Now she's dead as well under suspicious circumstances. I want to know who treated her, who she last spoke to, the last person to see her alive.
Alan: Well, the police are investigating that.
Lorenzo: I don't trust the police. They work for Ric Lansing, and Lansingís been known to twist the evidence to suit his own purposes. Lansing's agendas rarely match my own.
Alexis: Look, Lorenzo Alcazar was out for blood. Hey, he stated in front of a room full of police officers that he was going to exact revenge on Mary Bishop for Sage's death, and because of you, he now knows that if this goes to trial, she would probably be found not guilty because of reason of insanity.
Alexis: He's not going to let it go unpunished. He has all the money in the world; he has God knows how many hit men on his payroll. Do you honestly think it's -- is it so hard to believe that he would get someone to give her the wrong medication when he was conveniently out of town?
Ric: Ok, it's a plausible argument, I'll give you that. But I can't help suspecting that this takes the pressure off of your nephew and his fiancťe and conveniently places the blame on a man that you can't stand -- a man, incidentally, who's the brother of another man that you hated and just happened to kill.
Alexis: Must you always throw that in my face?
Ric: Look, you came to me not two months ago and you begged me to file charges against Alcazar for, what, the unspeakable crime of befriending Nikolas. You, Alexis Davis, crusader of the right, basically told me that you wanted to trump up charges against Alcazar, and now here you are, you're providing charges of your own -- unless you happen to have real proof that he killed Mary?
Alexis: But --
Ric: No, "but" nothing, "but" nothing. Counselor, you'd better be very careful. Somebody might suspect that you're pursuing a personal vendetta.
Sam: You're overreacting. I was having some pains. Jason took me to the hospital, where Dr. Meadows examined me and assured me everything was fine with the baby. End of story.
Sonny: Well, I had a right to know.
Sam: Excuse me! You were in Manhattan on a private getaway with your wife. I really didn't think you wanted a call from your pregnant ex-mistress to tell you I was having some cramps.
Sonny: Is that what this is about? Are you upset because I --
Sam: Oh, how dare you!
Sonny: Well, I'm just saying --
Sam: No, you are not in charge of my life! I don't have to report every single detail to you. Sonny, you've got a wife and two other kids to worry about. Your choice -- stop trying to guilt-trip me and pay attention to them.
Jason: What's up?
Sam: Oh, nothing. He doesn't like the way we handled the whole Braxton-Hicks incident, so you can explain yourself to him.
Sonny: Ok, wait a minute, can I just say --
Sam: I'm done.
Sonny: One more thing?
Sam: No! Leave me alone! I'm done!
Sonny: We got a serious problem now -- a serious problem.
Jason: You need to back off Sam a little bit.
Michael: When Morgan and I grow up, we're going to help Daddy and Jason run the business.
Carly: Uh, the coffee business. Yeah, of course you guys are.
Michael: When will I be old enough to drink coffee?
Carly: Not for a while, Mr. Man.
Michael: Then how will I learn about it?
Carly: Well, there's books, and you can read about it.
Man: Excuse me. Excuse me, do you happen to know who owns that ship that's pulling in?
Michael: We do. It's a Corinthos and Morgan freighter, and Iím Michael Corinthos III.
Man: It's nice to meet you, Michael Corinthos III.
Michael: Nice to meet you, too.
Man: I'm Steven Webber.
Carly: I'm Carly Corinthos. I'm Michaelís mother.
Steven: And this is?
Michael: My brother Morgan.
Steven: As in Corinthos-Morgan?
Steven: Wow, Iím impressed. How long have you and your little brother been running your own shipping company?
Michael: It's a coffee-importing company, and we don't own it yet. My daddy and Uncle Jason, they do.
Carly: Why are you so interested in our family business?
Steven: I'm just curious. I haven't been to Port Charles since the summer I spent with my grandparents when I was 14, and the place looks a whole lot different, especially the waterfront. I couldn't help noticing the Corinthos-Morgan name because it's everywhere.
Michael: My dad owns almost this whole side of the river.
Steven: Really? Can you tell me how many ships are on that river?
Carly: Uh, you said Webber? Your name's Webber?
Carly: As in Rick Webber?
Steven: He was my uncle. And my sister Elizabeth lives in town with my grandmother, Audrey Hardy.
Carly: Oh, yeah, yeah. I know your family well. They're very nice people -- well, most of them. So Iím curious now, what brings you back to Port Charles at this point?
Lois: Ok, so much for personal drama. We have major work to do, especially now that we have the official rights to Sage's poem, which is going to be your first hit single. Have you given any thought to Simonís notes, by the way?
Brook Lynn: Uh-uh.
Lois: Because I think they're dead-on. I think we need to push up the glam quotient.
Brook Lynn: Mom, I hate that.
Lois: Honey, I know you do, but you're going to have to just compromise just a little, ok? The lyrics are beautiful and they're going to stay as is, but I think we need to make the music a little more dancelike to go along with the hotter image that Simon has envisioned for you. Ah, just in time -- some age-appropriate input. That's just what we need.
Dillon: Um, yeah, there's something you should know. I picked up the mail. L&B got cited for noise violations.
Lois: What? That's ridiculous. Let me look at this. Unbelievable. Somebody has a problem with us rehearsing after 10:00 p.m. with the door open -- and I know exactly who this busybody is. It's Mrs. Lattimore from next door. I cannot believe that that old biddy wouldn't come to me directly instead of running around behind my back filing official complaints. You know what; you'd think she'd be a little more grateful, too, getting to hear great music free of charge. You know what, you guys, don't worry. I'm going to go down to PCPD, get this whole thing cleared up. You guys just keep working on the song with the door closed.
Georgie: Well --
Georgie: Looks like things are back to normal.
Brook Lynn: Uh-uh. Not even close. Look, guys, every time my ma overcompensates like that, it means she's really hurting.
Felicia: Has something happened to Edward?
Tracy: Thanks to you, he is at the mercy of Heather Webber. She's trying to give him another heart attack by having sex with him in his hospital bed, and nobody here is willing to stop it.
Felicia: Sex? Really? Is it true?
Monica: Well, we're not completely sure about the sex, but she's in his room and the door's locked.
Tracy: Please! What do you think they're doing, playing tiddlywinks?
Felicia: Is Edwardís health at risk?
Monica: Well, not at the moment, but his pulse rate is elevated and he's supposed to be resting, which obviously he's not. And since you, Felicia, in your infinite wisdom have banned this family from his room, I have no choice but to turn Heather, the approved one, over to you. Excuse me.
Tracy: Why are you standing there? Eject her!
Felicia: I don't think that's going to be necessary.
Tracy: Go tell her that if she goes anywhere near my father again, she will lose his opportunity to inherit mother's estate. That'll send her running in the opposite direction.
Sonny: Why's this so hard for you to get? Sam's having my baby. I mean, I have a right to know if something's wrong. You should've notified me immediately.
Jason: Sonny, there was nothing wrong. It was just Braxton-Hicks. It's perfectly normal. Carly had them all the time near the end.
Sonny: You took Sam to the hospital. For all you know, she was in premature labor. I have a right to know these things! You need to -- you need to understand something. You know how important children are to me. I'm not going to let you or Sam or both of you shut me out of my daughter's life. That's all Iím saying.
Jason: Nobody is trying to do that, Sonny.
Sonny: Well, it seems like it is to me.
Jason: You know what, you just need to take a few steps back and think about Sam for a minute. We have all been through hell and this situation, it's tough on everybody, but I really think it's hardest on her. She fell in love with you; you went back to Carly. She was alone and pregnant, and instead of being mad and vindictive, she's been jumping through hoops doing the right thing, not only for the baby but for you. You know, and instead of trying to help, it seems that every five minutes you're in her face demanding your parental rights, like she's trying to keep him away from you.
Sonny: You think I don't know that I hurt her? I mean, I hate all this, ok, including my part in it, but Sam was a grown woman.
Sonny: She went into this with her eyes wide open, Jason.
Jason: Sonny, I know this, but the bottom line is that she loves you and you can't love her back, and she deals with it every single day and I see it.
Sonny: Well, you would, I mean, more than anybody, right?
Jason: Well, right. I just -- I'd like to see her get a little slack, you know? Just try to be patient with her, considerate. She needs it and your daughter needs it.
Steven: I'm a doctor, and I'm applying for a staff position at General Hospital.
Carly: Oh. Well, it doesn't really explain the timing, though. Why now? I'm sure you've been a doctor for a while.
Steven: I think I got tired of being alone.
Carly: You and Al Green.
Steven: Ok, in that case, I don't think I'm very good at it anymore. I've devoted my entire life to my career, I mean, becoming a doctor and then being a doctor. So one day I woke up in my apartment in Manhattan and I realized that I missed everyone that I belonged to.
Steven: My sister's a single mom, which means that I have a nephew whom I've never seen. My grandma can only do so much. It's time for me to take my place in the family.
Carly: Oh, that's very admirable of you.
Steven: Ok, believe me; I'm not giving anything up.
Carly: Well, I'm sure that Audrey and Elizabeth will be real happy that you're back.
Steven: I'm looking forward to getting reacquainted --
Steven: And newly acquainted. It's been nice to meet you, and Morgan and Michael Corinthos III. I hope to see you again, soon.
Carly: Yeah. I won't hold you to that.
Steven: Ok, is there something I should know?
Carly: Well, let me just tell you that Iím not exactly your sister's favorite person in the world, and the feeling is mutual.
Steven: Yeah, I adore my sister.
Steven: But it doesn't mean that I agree with her on everything. So Iím going to form my own opinion about you.
Steven: See you.
Felicia: Is Edward ok?
Heather: He's much better. Thanks for asking.
Tracy: And just what sort of care were you administering that necessitated a locked door?
Heather: Oh, was that you knocking, trying to get in? Doesn't that violate Feliciaís "No Quartermaines allowed" rule? I'm sorry; your curiosity got you kicked out of the running for Lilaís money.
Tracy: Sorry, it was you that overplayed your hand. Daddy was the one that got eliminated. Tell her.
Heather: I'm sorry if I inadvertently did anything to hurt Edwardís chances.
Felicia: Well, I haven't seen that. I'm sorry, Tracy, but nothing has happened that has convinced me that Heather is detrimental to Edwardís health.
Tracy: You're giving your stamp of approval to this liaison?
Felicia: It's none of my business! Yours either, by the way.
Tracy: I get it. It's a conspiracy. She gets my father's money; you get a kickback!
Felicia: No, no, this has nothing to do with money for me. All I want is what Lila would've wanted -- Edwardís happiness.
Heather: That's exactly what I want, and I'll do anything I can to ensure it.
Lois: Not to trade on an old friendship or anything, but you've known me a long time, so you must know that I've got the God-given sense not to let my record company become a public nuisance.
Mac: So you're not pumping up the volume after hours?
Lois: No, I am not throwing rock concerts in the parking lot the way this citation implies, no. This is clearly an old lady next door who has too much time on her hands and not enough attention being paid. As I was saying, I bitterly resent it, but I am here to pay my fine. But I'm not agreeing to the allegations, however.
Ric: Well, Mr. Alcazar.
Lorenzo: Is there a reason why Ms. Davis is here?
Lois: I'm sorry. I realize it's none of my business, but do you have any idea why Lorenzo Alcazar is in the box over there?
Mac: The box?
Lois: You know, the shakedown room over there.
Mac: Yeah, D.A. Lansing has a few questions about Mary Bishop's death.
Alexis: D.A. Lansing and I were conferring on another matter. I'll leave you two alone.
Lois: You people have a hell of a lot of nerve!
[Key turns in lock]
Sam: Where's Jason?
Sonny: I asked him to leave.
Sam: This is his apartment, Sonny.
Sonny: Yeah, I know, I know. I just -- I wanted to talk to you alone, and he was gracious enough to agree.
Sam: What is it?
Sonny: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I guess I was -- I was out of line before.
Sam: Apology accepted.
Sam: Is there anything else?
Sonny: Uh, yeah. I just, you know -- I wasn't -- I wasn't -- oh, jeez. I'm not proud of the way I treated you when, you know, we were --
Sam: Lovers? Don't worry about it. That's water under the bridge.
Sonny: I mean, asking you to be with me while I was still with my wife is not something I'm proud of, and it's probably why I -- I don't know how to act when I'm with you now. It's not my intention to make your life more difficult by making demands on you that weigh you down. I'm just trying to take responsibility for my child, you know? And, uh -- ahem -- I don't want to hurt you any more than, you know, you've been hurt. I just -- I want to ask you, you know, what do you need from me?
Sam: A little room would be nice. Time to get to a place where I don't resent you or wish that there was something more going on between us -- and Iíll get there, Sonny, because it's the best thing for our daughter.
Sam: I'm not ever going to do anything to hurt her, and that includes shutting her father out of our lives, and I need you to trust me on that.
Audrey: Oh! How is it possible you're more handsome every time I see you?
Steven: There's no chance you may be a little biased?
Audrey: Well, I am just stating the obvious.
Steven: I'm sorry --
Steven: For so little notice.
Audrey: Oh, I'm not surprised. You've been decisive ever since you were a little boy. You make choices in an instant and you stick by them come hell or high water.
Alan: Hey, Audrey! Hi.
Alan: You wanted to see me?
Audrey: Oh, Alan, yes. Alan, I'd like you to meet my grandson, Dr. Steven Lars Webber.
Alan: My pleasure.
Audrey: Aha. Steven, this is Dr. Quartermaine. He is now Chief of Staff.
Alan: And I'm very proud to hold the position that your grandfather made such a mark on. I also know your father, Jeff, who is a brilliant surgeon.
Steven: I'll tell him you said so.
Audrey: Mm-hmm and Steven would like to follow in the family footsteps.
Alan: Oh. Well, can I help?
Steven: I was hoping there might be a position for me at General Hospital.
Jason: Ok, come on.
Carly: You need to watch it now, too.
Jason: Yeah, I know what's going on.
Michael: Come on, Morgan. Let's go.
Jason: Hey, careful. Watch him. There you go.
Carly: Keep your eye on him, ok?
Michael: Don't worry, Mommy, I will. My mom wants you to make us something healthy.
Mike: How about a nice tofu burger?
Michael: Ew, yuck! Gross!
Carly: I don't know why I made such a big deal about finding my father right now. I mean, if anyone should know about nature versus nurture, it should be me, right? I mean, Michaelís A.J.'s biological child, but look at him. He is walking like Sonny; he is trying to talk like Sonny. He worships the ground he walks on, and, you know, Sonny couldn't be a better father, so -- you were right, Jason. Biology doesn't mean anything. It's -- its love that does.
Jason: What happened? You didn't like your father?
Carly: No, Jack Desotoís fine. He's perfectly fine. He's a nice man. You know? Not exactly rolling in money, though. You want to know what Sonny did, though? He wrote a check for $50,000 for me to give to my -- well, to Jack, you know, in case he's my father, and this guy isn't going to ever know where that money came from. He's not going to know that it could've been from his flesh and blood. But it doesn't matter, right, if it helps? Things could've turned out so much worse, Jason.
Jason: Yeah, you know, let's forget about the money and you just tell me what really happened, because something -- are you in trouble?
Carly: No, actually, you know what, I just kind of wish I'd never started this search at all.
Ric: Ms. Cerullo, we're in the middle of a police matter here. I'm afraid Iím going to have to ask you to leave.
Lois: Ooh. I'll bet you'd like nothing better than for me to walk away and let you and Alexis badger this poor grieving man. Don't you think for a second that I don't know that you two have a personal relationship. Though far be it for me to criticize, I also know that Alexis here is naturally protective over her nephew, who shot Mary Bishop right after he threatened to kill her in front of a whole bunch of witnesses. Now, personally, I don't blame Nikolas, ok?
Lois: Mary was a murdering lunatic who threatened to kill the woman he loved. But he is now being charged with attempted manslaughter, which is going to be a whole lot worse now that Maryís dead. You don't like those scenarios, do you?
Ric: Hey --
Lois: No, so you're looking for anybody to pin it on who's a whole lot more palatable, like the brother of the man who, correct me if I'm wrong, but, Alexis, you tossed off a balcony right in the middle of stabbing the man to death.
Ric: All right, Ms. Cerullo, please --
Lois: Ok, no, no, no!
Ric: This is highly --
Lois: Again, again, I am not criticizing, but in only my opinion, I think Alexis here is just a little more than biased. You two are smart people, ok? So instead of harassing Mr. Alcazar over there -- who by the way, was out of the country burying his niece at the time that Mary breathed her last breath -- put on your thinking caps and look for the real perpetrator. Who knows? Mary may have killed herself. Have you ever thought of that? If you answer one stinking question without a lawyer present, you deserve everything they throw at you.
Lorenzo: Well, it appears there's no need for me to answer your questions after all. Ms. Cerullo just made my statement for me.
Brook Lynn: I've seen it so many times; I could practically tell you the timing. I mean, my ma, she'll give herself, what, like one, two days to cry when she's been hurt, and then bam, she goes into overdrive on some new project, and then it seems like whatever hurt her is dead and buried like it never happened.
Dillon: You know what's funny about that is considering how much they hate each other, our parents are so similar. I mean, they deal with pain the exact same way -- by not dealing, you know?
Brook Lynn: I know, like heaven forbid they let the pain play out until it's over, right? But, no, they have to prove how strong they are so they start scaling a new mountain as soon as possible.
Dillon: Right, or trying to set up, like, a whole new scam -- that being specific to my mother, not yours.
Brook Lynn: Right.
Dillon: But still, you know --
Brook Lynn: I mean, they have to prove themselves at what they do so they don't have to stop, have a reality check, and check who they are or what they couldn't make happen.
Dillon: Right, like family.
Brook Lynn: Or marriage. I mean, haven't you stopped to consider how life would be different if your father were in the picture?
Dillon: Oh, no. No, me? Only every day, yeah. That --
Brook Lynn: I know, and you can't take that to your ma because --
Dillon: She doesn't discuss it.
Brook Lynn: Right.
Dillon: She will not.
Brook Lynn: I know.
Georgie: My mom left for a really long time.
Brook Lynn: Not for your whole life.
Dillon: Yeah, your mom came back, though, you know?
Georgie: I never knew my real dad.
Brook Lynn: But you had Mac, and he's like the perfect, most caring, compassionate father ever. Georgie, you're so lucky, all right, because you have parents that actually stuck in there and worked it out for you.
Elizabeth: Oh, and you're really here!
Elizabeth: Oh, my God.
Steven: It is so good to see you.
Elizabeth: I couldn't believe it when gram told me! I just flew down four flights of stairs because I didn't want to wait for the elevator. So? So did you talk to Alan?
Steven: Yeah, just now.
Elizabeth: And how did it go? I mean, are you going to stay, or what?
Steven: Ok, this depends. Would you mind?
Elizabeth: Are you kidding? I would love it.
Steven: Wait, wait, you wouldn't feel like big brother was watching you, literally?
Elizabeth: Please, Steven, I have missed you so much. Nothing would make me happier than having you here. Oh, but there is one thing you should know.
Steven: That sounds ominous.
Elizabeth: Yeah, well, it kind of is. Do you know that your mom's in town?
Steven: Gram neglected to share that.
Elizabeth: Yeah, yeah, I figured. She really wants you to stay, and so do I, but not if being in proximity to Heather's going to make your life miserable.
Steven: I'm a big boy. My mother might be the most unpleasant woman in the world, but I have no intention of hiding from her. And she's definitely not going to be the reason Iím away from you and gram for one more day -- not to mention my new nephew. I want to help you with little Cameron. I want to be a real presence in his life.
Elizabeth: Wait, I'm sorry, are my ears deceiving me? Is this family talk coming from Dr. All-Work-All-The-Time? What's going on?
Steven: I haven't changed that much. Work is another reason Iím here.
Jason: Well, what'd you find out about him?
Carly: Uh, mostly that there's no place for me in his life.
Jason: Why are you making me pull this out of you? Why don't you just tell me what really happened?
Carly: He's not a serial killer, Jason.
Jason: That's a good thing.
Carly: Listen, I realized the truth right away and, you know, this guy who may be my father, he may have contributed to my genetic makeup, right, he may be the reason me and Morgan have those crazy little birthmarks, but it's just biology. You know, he's not a guy who wanted me. He didn't love me. And he certainly didn't plan for me and he's got no sense of loss in his life over me. The guy's a stranger. He always will be.
Jason: I'm sorry that it didn't work out the way you wanted it to.
Carly: Hmm. You knew it wouldn't. You even tried to tell me, and -- surprise, surprise -- I didn't listen. You would've been proud of me, though you would have because I just quit while I was ahead. I didn't bombard this guy with my needs. Yeah, so you know that man that I met in the bar will never know that he could've been my father. He'll never know that this woman who struck up a conversation with him could've been his daughter. And it's ok. You know, we're all better off.
Mac: So what time?
Mac: Ok, it looks good.
Felicia: Great. We can both go as parents for a change.
Georgie: Why aren't you guys sharing a milkshake? You guys couldn't find two straws?
Mac: You look upset.
Felicia: What happened?
Georgie: Well, you guys are comparing schedules, right; making sure every parent is available for every kid on every occasion, like some textbook version of emotionally stable parenting?
Felicia: Oh, honey, maybe you'd better sit down and tell us what's going on.
Georgie: Dillon and Brook were going on and on about how messed up their moms are and how they never really knew their dads, and even though Brook Lynn sees Ned all the time, she's really depressed over what she missed out on, and Dillon totally understood, so here they are bonding over how messed up their families are and they're speaking in code, and here I am with nothing to offer! You know, I used to be able to feel cut off and alone because of you, and now you're back and you guys barely even fight anymore! You guys do nothing to make me feel edgy or alienated and, basically, you're ruining my life!
Brook Lynn: Why are we so hard-wired to want things that will never happen? Or is that just me?
Dillon: I -- I have this recurring daydream where I get the green light on my first film and, you know, the funding comes from, like, some bank that Iíve never heard of, some fancy bank. The producer tells me that in order to get the money; I have to set up a meeting with the guy who arranged it. So cut to -- you know, I'm walking into the office and it's my dad. And he tells me that he's been, you know, keeping track of me all these years through P.Iís and -- and he thinks Iím really talented and he'd be happy to fund my project. But more than that, he's proud to be my father. Talk about pathetic. I know, it's --
Brook Lynn: No, no. Look, I totally understand. On Christmas Eve, ever since the time I was, like, 6, I have this dream where I come and I go down the stairs, there's this beautiful box. It's old-fashioned. It's got the most amazing white ribbon on it, right? And inside is the most incredible dress Iíve ever seen. And my mom tells me that Iím supposed to wear it when my parents get remarried.
Dillon: You ok?
Brook Lynn: Yeah.
Dillon: Hey, it's all right, all right. You're ok.
Sonny: So how was the park?
Carly: Oh, well, if we had blinked, we would've missed it because Michael here insisted we went to the Elm Street Pier to watch one of your ships dock.
Michael: We met this guy named Steven.
Michael: He stayed here one summer before you owned anything. And he asked how many ships you owned.
Sonny: Well, you know what? Can you tell me about that later? Because you know what you got to do? Pick up all your toys, ok?
Carly: Takes after Mom, huh?
Sonny: Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Michael: I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying.
Carly: Might take you a couple trips.
Michael: I know.
Sonny: So who was this guy?
Carly: Steven Webber. He's a doctor. He's Audreyís grandson. He's Elizabethís brother. I wouldn't worry about it. He seemed -- he seemed basically nice.
Steven: John Durant, please. Steven Webber calling.
John: Doc, what do you got for me?
Steven: I've made contact with Mrs. Corinthos.
Sam: I should be really mad at you for leaving me here to be ambushed by Sonny.
Jason: You guys had stuff you had to work out.
Sam: You're right, and I think we worked through everything ok. But, Jason, please just don't do that to me ever again.
Jason: Hey, have you seen the paperwork that I was working on? It was right here.
Jason: It's finished. You did this?
Sam: Mm-hmm. I sure did. Anyone who's ever worked on a shipping contract would know how to do this, and Iíve worked on plenty, so there you go.
Jason: Well, you didn't have to.
Sam: Well, if I want to pay you back for everything you've done for me, that's my choice -- unless, of course, you think that, I don't know, maybe Iíd do a better job than you.
Lorenzo: I had a feeling Iíd find you here. My next stop was going to be L&B.
Lois: The fact that I didn't answer my cell phone any of the four times that you called should be a clear indication that I have no desire to speak to you -- not now, not ever.
Lorenzo: I don't blame you. My behavior towards you was unspeakable.
Lois: Got that right.
Lorenzo: But you still defended me. And brilliantly, I might add.
Lois: Momentary lapse.
Lorenzo: For which I am forever grateful. Lois, I think you're a very strong --
Lois: Don't do this, ok? Listen, if you want to show your gratitude, then don't confuse me. Stop it. Stop making me think that you're a decent guy one minute, and the next minute you are a heart-stomping jerk. Just be who you are -- an ice-cold, self-centered bastard.
Heather: Mr. Quartermaine's asking for his meal tray. Do you know what time the cart arrives?
Elizabeth: Yeah, in about 15 minutes.
Elizabeth: Steven's in town.
Heather: My son is visiting?
Elizabeth: Well, he's moving to Port Charles for good.
Steven: Carly has two sons, ages 7 and 10 months, and she seems very pleased that her husband and his business partner basically own Port Charles.
John: All right, be careful. She's smart.
Steven: Yeah, I cited family as my reason for coming back, and it's partly true. I think she bought it.
John: Well, bump into her again. I have to know why Carly approached me and what she wants.
Steven: Yeah, roger that.
Ric: Excuse me. Those are confidential police files. Do you mind? Any particular reason I shouldn't have you arrested right now?
Steven: Ric Lansing, right?
Steven: I'm, uh, Dr. Steven Webber, forensic consultant with the Justice Department. You and I are going to be working together.
Carly: Oh. Michael's reading in his room; Morganís down for his nap. Oh. I'm so sorry I left this place such a mess when I went to the park.
Sonny: No --
Carly: I know it drives you crazy, Sonny.
Sonny: I don't mind picking up this time.
Carly: You sure?
Sonny: I found something pretty interesting, though.
Sonny: Why didn't you give this check to your father like we agreed?
On the next "General Hospital" --
Lorenzo: I really never set out to hurt you.
Alexis: I'm calling you to testify in Faith's trial.
Faith: I can't do what you want.
Steven: I'm actually looking for a job.
Ric: Not interested.
Steven: You will be.
Sonny: Your father's a garbage man. What are you so afraid of?
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