GH Transcript Friday 9/24/04

General Hospital Transcript Friday 9/24/04

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Nikolas: What's got you so engrossed?

Emily: Ah. It's a sketch of a wedding dress Iím considering --

Nikolas: Yeah?

Emily: Which you can't see yet.

Nikolas: All right. Well, if you can't find anything you like, we can always have Helena and Tracy decide, since they've both teamed up to promote this happy occasion.

Emily: I was hoping they weren't serious.

Nikolas: They seem pretty serious to me.

Emily: Yeah, yeah, I shudder to think what those two would do if they were actually able to influence our wedding.

Nikolas: Yeah. Don't worry, we'll elope before that happens.

[Emily laughs]

Emily: Yeah, that's not such a bad idea. You know, we could do it tonight -- hop in the Jag, find a Justice of the Peace.

Nikolas: Don't tempt me, all right, because Iím doing all of this stuff here just for you. I'd be just as happy if we skipped it.

Emily: You know, seriously, Nikolas, maybe we should.

Nikolas: Are you serious? Because if you are, we'll -- Iíll go right now.

Elizabeth: Hello! Hey! I know we're early, but we just wanted to help.

Emily: Help with what?

Lucky: I knew it.

Elizabeth: Your only engagement party here tonight?

Nikolas: What?

Emily: We didn't plan a party.

Nikolas: I think we have a pretty good idea who may have.

Donna: I'm not sure I can keep up with the lies. I mean, I'm afraid I might slip, or confuse Emily with Elizabeth and point the finger at the wrong girl.

Tracy: They are nothing alike. Elizabeth is the short one with the pouty lips.

Helena: And you'll keep the story straight. You have no choice.

Donna: Look, I'm a wreck. My -- my hands -- they're shaking.

Tracy: Take that. It'll calm your nerves.

Mike: Oh, wow. You look -- you look tired. You heading home for a good, long rest?

Jax: No. Actually, I feel great. I'm going to pull an all-nighter. I intend to watch the sun come up.

John: You should try the coffee. It's quite good.

Steven: I thought you'd be back in New York by now.

John: What gave you that impression?

Steven: Well, let's see -- your daughter, Carly, doesn't want anything to do with her newfound father, and Port Charles' very own kingpin, who happens to be her husband, is itching to take you out.

John: And your point is?

Steven: Why are you still hanging around here?

Bobbie: There, and there. Then you have to go through the same thing on the next page, and just get their signature. Thank you.

Carly: Mama -- hey, I need -- do you have a minute, because I really need to talk to you.

Bobbie: All right.

Carly: I met my father. His name is John Durant and he's a federal prosecutor in New York City. I see. You knew, right? You knew all along.

Bobbie: Yes, Carly, I did.

Sonny: What did you find in Durantís hotel room?

Jason: Nothing. It's clean. There's no indication of what he's doing here.

Sonny: Oh. Even though we all know that Durantís using Carlyís connection to try to take us down?

Jason: Durant has spent his entire adult life taking guys like us off the street. He not only gets the arrest, he makes them stick right up through conviction.

Sonny: What about Steven Webber?

Jason: He and Durant have worked together in the past.

Sonny: All right, keep doing what you're doing, ok? Those two showing up in Port Charles at the same time is not a coincidence.

Jason: I told Carly to just stay away from Durant.

Sonny: Well -- yeah, well, I told her it's her choice.

Jason: Well, that could be a mistake.

Michael: Daddy, come quick! Something's wrong with Morgan!

Sonny: What do you mean?

Michael: I don't know.

Sonny: What do you mean?

Elizabeth: Ok, I'm missing something here. What could be the ulterior motive in Helena and Tracy throwing you an engagement party?

Nikolas: They want us to forget what they're really doing -- framing Emily for Maryís murder.

Emily: Yeah, as if we could.

Lucky: All right, you know what? Let's just put our heads together, sort out what happened the night that Mary was killed. Maybe something will jump out at one of us.

Nikolas: Ok. Emily left Maryís room and found Elizabeth with the meds cart, right?

Elizabeth: I realized Iíd forgotten the water, so I left Em alone.

Emily: I picked up Maryís medication and thought about how easy it would be to switch it or overdose her, and then I took the pills into her room.

Lucky: And I saw you come out.

Elizabeth: Wait, wait, wait a minute. Back up. Are you thinking that you somehow unconsciously switched Maryís meds for the ones that killed her?

Emily: The thought has occurred to me, yeah.

Elizabeth: Ok, well, get it out of your head because that's impossible. A switch that specific would take conscious thought, and it couldn't have happened in a second.

Nikolas: Which means the lethal dose must've already been in the cup when Elizabeth brought the meds cart, right?

Lucky: Mary would've died that night no matter who administered the drug.

Nikolas: Yeah, so Emily was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Elizabeth: That's brilliant, you guys.

Lucky: Yeah, but too bad we can't prove it.

Emily: And don't forget the police have an eyewitness who swears that she saw me go into Maryís room with a med cup.

Lucky: A witness none of us ever saw.

Nikolas: Exactly, which is why I think that Nurse Harris was never actually in the room. Someone just paid her to say she was.

Donna: I'm only doing this -- lying to the police and taking your money -- because my sister is in such need.

Tracy: We all have our price.

Donna: I only hope that God will forgive me for this.

Helena: Oh, God's wrath will pale in comparison to mine if you don't follow our instructions to the letter. If you deviate even one iota --

Donna: You don't have to paint me a picture. I get your message loud and clear.

Helena: Then we shouldn't have a problem.

Tracy: Florence nightingale is a little too jumpy for my taste. The police could put some pressure on her. She could cave and admit that she not only was not on the floor the night Mary was killed, but we paid her to say she was.

Helena: Hmm. Unless we keep Nurse Harris on point, neither of us gets what we want.

Tracy: Yeah -- sweet, little, virtuous Emily in prison with no chance of inheriting my mother's money.

Helena: And Nikolas free to marry someone more pliable. An actual bloodline would be nice.

Tracy: There's one loose end. Emily did not kill Mary. Someone did. It was you, wasn't it?

John: I'm not leaving Port Charles until Sonny Corinthos is behind bars.

Steven: How do you plan to accomplish that? You've lost the element of surprise. Carly knows you're her father, both she and Sonny suspect your motives. Where are you going to find your leverage?

John: Come on, doc. You know me by now. Never underestimate me. There are many, many inroads to Carly and Sonny. It's all about picking just the right one.

Bobbie: I knew that John had become a federal prosecutor. And considering Sonny's line of work, I also knew that could mean big trouble.

Carly: So that's why you tried so hard to talk me out of searching for him?

Bobbie: Mm-hmm. But then you stole my diary, you found his initials. There was no stopping you.

Carly: Did you always know that John Durant was my father?

Bobbie: I suspected.

Carly: So all those years that you told me that he was some anonymous trick, it was just -- it was a lie?

Bobbie: He was, Carly. You need to be clear on that. I met John Durant as a customer.

Carly: Well, your diary seemed to make it sound like a lot more, Mom.

Bobbie: I was lonely. I was trapped in a life I hated. And John was young, he was handsome, and I wanted to believe he was interested in more than sex for money. I really wanted to believe that he could actually care about me. I mean, even then it was very obvious to me that John was headed for bigger and better things, and that I wasn't going to be able to follow in his footsteps. But even so, I decided to take the risk. I put my heart on the line.

Carly: Why?

Bobbie: Because John didn't return my feelings. He was in love with someone else -- Susy Brandes. I actually went to high school with her. She was rich and privileged and a little sheltered. And when I found out John was in love with her, I got jealous and I acted without thinking -- something I'm always telling you not to do.

Carly: What did you do?

Bobbie: I told Susy that John and I were sleeping together and she broke up with him. I actually think she broke his heart. And when John came to see me, he was angry, devastated. We had a horrible fight and he told me that I meant nothing to him and that he never wanted to see me again.

Carly: Mom, Iím sorry.

Bobbie: A couple of weeks later I realized I was pregnant. I knew John was the father -- at least I really wanted him to be. But by the time I got up the courage to tell him, he and his family had moved away, because his father was an air force captain and they never stayed in one place for very long. And then it was years before I found John again.

Carly: How did you?

Bobbie: Luke helped me, reluctantly. He said John Durant had treated me like dirt, and I should just forget the whole thing. But then when I told Luke that it was really important, he came through for me like he always does. But by the time we tracked John down, he -- he was out of school; he was working in law enforcement. You were in Florida with your adoptive family, and the whole thing didn't seem like it was such great, urgent news anymore.

Carly: So you went to all that trouble to track him down, and you just let it go?

Bobbie: I did keep up with his career. He came up through the ranks like a house on fire. But it was very clear to me there wasn't any room in his life for a teenage hooker that he'd knocked up one summer, or the daughter that he didn't know he fathered. He made federal prosecutor, you came to Port Charles, you got involved with Sonny. The whole thing seemed to me like it was a lot more trouble than any of us needed. Oh, honey. If I made the wrong decision, I'm really sorry.

Carly: I get it. I get it. You were trying to protect me and my family. That's why I -- I left John in New York and I didn't tell him who I was. I wanted to go before he could figure it out, but he did anyway. Can you imagine what it's like for him to find out that he has a grown daughter and she's married to a mobster?

Bobbie: Carly, Iím more interested in you. Now that the truth is out, and the father you so desperately wanted is here wanting to know you, do you want to keep on walking?

Jason: What's wrong with him?

Sonny: I don't know. He's burning up. What happened, Mikey?

Michael: I heard him when I went to get a glass of water. He was breathing funny.

Jason: We got to get him to the emergency room right now.

Sonny: All right.

Nikolas: So, according to the caterer, Helena hired them.

Emily: It'd be nice if she'd bothered to tell us.

Nikolas: Yeah, well, she knew we wouldn't participate in any farce of a party thrown by her and Tracy.

Elizabeth: Oh, hey, you guys. I'm really worried about Lucky.

Nikolas: Why?

Emily: What's wrong?

Elizabeth: He just took off with that look in his eye. If he -- if he tries to accuse Helena and Tracy of framing you, and they realize he means to expose them, there's no telling what those witches will do.

Ned: Hey.

Monica: Hi! You know, it's kind of traditional to tell the parents when you're going to have an engagement party. Your father isn't even back from a conference in Baltimore.

Emily: Listen, you probably found out about this before Nikolas and I did.

Ned: Now, how would that work?

Emily: Well, evidently, Helena and Tracy have entered into some unholy alliance and --

Nikolas: Uh -- what the hell is she thinking? What --

Alexis: That's an interesting choice of dress for a party.

Nikolas: Oh, you think? Yeah, Ricís an interesting choice for a date. Did you forget that he's prosecuting Emily and me? So, out of respect for my aunt, I won't ask you to leave, but stay away from Emily and me.

Ric: That was pleasant.

Alexis: He is understandably upset.

Ric: Well, I told you that he wasn't going to be pleased with my presence here, but you wouldn't take no for an answer. So, why is that, Alexis? Why did you really bring me here?

Ned: Helena and my mother -- now, that's a scary pairing.

Emily: Yeah, tell me about it. You know, this party, Ned -- Nikolas and I had nothing to do with it. We didn't even know about it until people started showing up. The new best friends, Helena and Tracy, put this together without our knowledge or consent. And you know what? Consent matters. I'm going to put an end to this charade right now. Excuse me.

Nikolas: No -- no, you're not.

Donna: Oh!

Lucky: That package looks heavy. You sure you got enough postage?

Donna: Positive.

Lucky: You know it's not smart to send large sums of cash through the mail. I mean, what if somebody stole it?

Donna: Oh, that isn't money. I'm sending my sister some pictures.

Lucky: And I'm guessing the only pictures that are in this package are probably pictures of dead presidents on cash that you received to make sure that Emily takes the rap for Mary Bishop's murder.

Donna: No, I --

Lucky: Don't try to deny it. Please, just tell me who paid you.

Helena: You seem to be under the impression that you know me very well, and that is a mistake. However, I will indulge your curiosity. You're right. I have absolutely no use for Mary Bishop. She was a loathsome little creature, high-strung and useless. Well, she was even more unsuitable for Nikolas than Emily. You're right, I could've had her killed many times, but -- well, I thought about it, but I didn't do it. Can you say the same?

Tracy: One, I didn't know her. Two, I don't care who Nikolas sleeps with. Ergo, no motive.

Helena: Well, as you so astutely pointed out, someone did, and that someone is not likely to come forward with it to save Emily. So I think we congratulate ourselves for a job well done and get about the business of this evening. We have a party to host.


Carly: Of course I'm curious about my father, mama. I always have been. But I cannot live in a little girl dream world anymore. I mean, this is reality, and Iím with my husband, and John Durant is an enemy of Sonny's.

Bobbie: Did Sonny ask you to stay away from John?

Carly: Look, in his heart, I know that he wishes that I would. But he told me it's my decision to make and he's not going to get in the way.

Bobbie: So you are choosing not to know your father?

Carly: I'm protecting my family.

Bobbie: Ok, Carly. I think you're doing yourself a big disservice.

Carly: Well, Mama, you -- you want me to have a relationship with John Durant?

Bobbie: Well, I don't know about a relationship, but I think you should talk to him. Give him a chance to get to know the family he never even knew he had. And listen to things he wants to tell you about himself and about his life. Honey, when you started this search, you said you wanted to know who you were and where you came from. Well, this is your chance, and it may be the only one you ever have. So don't be too quick to reject it.

[Phone rings]

Carly: Hello? Yeah, hey, Jase. Ok, I'm -- Iím on my way. Ok. Bye.

Bobbie: What's going on?

Carly: It's Morgan. Come on.

Dr. OíDonnell: What happened?

Sonny: He got a fever. I don't know, I think it just came on.

Jason: He's having trouble breathing.

Carly: Hey. Hey, hey, hey, how's he doing? What's going on? Oh, he's burning up.

Dr. OíDonnell: Take Morgan into a Peds room.

Carly: I'll do it, I'll do it. Come here, come here. Come here, baby. Come on, come on.

Sonny: What do you think is wrong with my son?

Dr. OíDonnell: Well, we won't know until we run some tests. I need to stabilize him, maybe take --

Carly: Dr. OíDonnell, Morganís convulsing!

Jason: Michael.

Michael: I'm scared.

Jason: It's ok.

Donna: Look, I'm sorry, Officer Spencer, but I must've been out of town the day that the Port Charles police department decided that it was a crime for one family member to take care of another.

Lucky: You know, most people, they would've sent a check, a wire bank transfer, but you -- you know, you just couldn't afford that kind of paper trail. I'm sorry, Ms. Harris, but Iím going to have to take you into the PCPD for questioning, which now the only thing left for you to do is just try to make it easy for yourself.

Donna: Wait. What's going to happen to me?

Lucky: Well, you'll probably be arrested for obstruction of justice -- that's for starters. You could be named co-conspirator in the death of Mary Bishop.

Donna: Wait, but I had nothing to do with that.

Lucky: Hmm. Won't matter to Helena and Tracy. They'll just turn this frame around on you so fast you won't even know what hit you. Which means you'll probably spend the rest of your life in prison. Or you could just try to work with me.

 [Knock on door]

Jax: Courtney? Come on, I know you're in there. Don't even try it.

Courtney: You're right, Jax, Iím in here, and you're not. And it's going to stay that way, so you might as well go home!

Jax: Oh, no, I don't think so. See, Iím all set up out here to wait you out. I've even got a nice dinner, thanks to your dad -- who wishes you luck, by the way. Not that that's going to help much, because you are going to lose this bet.

Courtney: You are delusional, Jax. You are. The bet is over! I've already won!

Jax: No, no, no, I've got until -- Iíve got until midnight. That gives me plenty of time.

Emily: Listen, I don't understand. Why would you be going along with this ridiculous party?

Nikolas: To lull my grandmother and Tracy into a false sense of security, make them think that, you know, their plan is working. I mean, if Lucky is on to something, then we can give him time to follow-up without them trying to head him off.

Emily: But don't you think it's going to raise a red flag when Helena and Tracy realize that Luckyís not here?

Nikolas: Yes, yeah. In the meantime, we'll just -- we'll go along with the party, and we'll just keep an eye on Helena and Tracy, ok?

Emily: Ok. Maybe we should add insult to injury and actually enjoy it.

Alexis: Excuse me. Hi. I just wanted you to know that Iím not as insensitive as it may appear for my choice of dates. There's a reason that I brought him, there's a plan, and you need to trust me.

Ric: You seem a little cold.

Elizabeth: Well, what were you expecting?

Ric: I'm not sure. I know you overheard me speaking to Alexis at The Cellar.

Elizabeth: The part about our marriage being over? Yeah, I heard it.

Ric: Elizabeth, I --

Elizabeth: Ric, really, there's no need to explain. You're right. Our marriage is over and so are we. But since you brought it up, I just have to ask -- would you be pursuing a future with Alexis if she didn't have a past with Sonny?

Nikolas: May I have your attention, please? I would like to propose a toast to Emily, my future wife.

All: Hear, hear!

Nikolas: Oh -- and to our gracious hostesses, Tracy Quartermaine and Helena Cassadine. Yes, we thank you both for this -- well, this wonderful surprise. And -- but most of all, for your good wishes. May they return to you two-fold.

Emily: I'll drink to that.

Dr. OíDonnell: It appears to be an acute infection of some kind.

Sonny: What kind?

Dr. OíDonnell: I'm sorry I can't be more specific, but it's like nothing I've ever seen before.

Sonny: Is Morgan still convulsing?

Dr. OíDonnell: No, they've stopped, but there's no guarantee they won't reoccur. His fever is coming down, but he has an atypical rash that's spreading.

Carly: Well, can you give him something?

Dr. OíDonnell: Well, we're giving him antibiotics right now in his I.V., but we can expect his blood and spinal cultures back soon.

Carly: Well, is there anything else you can do?

Dr. OíDonnell: Fortunately, the hospital just hired a specialist with expertise in this area.

Steven: I just got your page. Where is the little boy?

Bobbie: And if anyone needs me, I'll be in E.R. with my grandson. Thank you.

John: Barbara.

Bobbie: John.

John: I apologize for interrupting you here at work, but I -- I couldn't sleep. I -- I was wondering if you and Carly had a chance to talk about me yet.

Steven: Well, it sounds like a rare strain of gram-positive bacteria. You probably started Morgan on an antibiotic that it's not sensitive to.

Carly: Oh, my God. So, what are you going to do?

Steven: Don't worry, the medication won't hurt Morgan. Unfortunately, it can't help him, either. I'll need the initial L.P. results along with the blood and spinal cultures. I need you to tell me about Morganís day.

Carly: Um --

Sonny: He was -- he was with Michael and his nanny most of the time at home. Then they went to the park.

Steven: Is the nanny here?

Carly: No, she's back at home.

Steven: Ok, I'll need to speak with her.

Carly: Why? Why? What do you think she's going to tell you?

Steven: Well, children Morganís age explore the world with their mouths. They pick up an object, in it goes, and if she saw him get into something, it could help me narrow the field of options.

Michael: I think Morganís sick because of me.

Elizabeth: Em, it's beautiful.

Emily: Really?

Elizabeth: Mm-hmm.

Emily: I don't know. I'm not sure. Yeah, I should probably hide it so Helena doesn't find out my designer's name. She'd probably call and order it in black or something.

Elizabeth: You know, do the opposite --


Elizabeth: Keep it out as an affirming symbol of your future with Nikolas. Because you guys are crazy in love and you have nothing to hide.

Ric: So, are we having fun yet? You be sure to let me know.

Alexis: I'm sorry it's so painful for you to have to be my escort.

Ric: No, actually, you've been surprisingly tolerable. I'm sure it's because you're loving the fact that Iím in such an uncomfortable position.

Alexis: Actually, I'm finding it slightly amusing.

Ric: Hmm. Well, frankly, Iím glad that Helena and Tracy showed up. Maybe they can wear the bad-guest onus for a while. What?

Alexis: Would you look at them? Take a good, long look at them. They are in love; they have their whole lives together. Do you honestly think she is capable of killing anyone, let alone Mary Bishop?

Ric: No. As a matter -- you know what? I don't know. The fact of the matter is I wish I had something, anything that would point me someplace else. But unfortunately, Emily and Elizabeth and Lucky compromised themselves from the very beginning by lying. And while we're on the subject, you know what? Speaking of lying, why don't you be honest with me? Did you actually just bring me here so that you could convince me to change my mind about Emily, or did you bring me here because -- I don't know -- maybe you enjoy my company?

Alexis: Maybe.

Ric: "Maybe" is not an answer.

Ned: Mother? It's not like you to be a wallflower.

Tracy: Darling, this party isn't about me. It's a celebration of Emily and Nikolas.

Ned: Oh, please. You don't give a flying fig about Nikolas and Emily. This is your attempt to impress Felicia with your auntie-of-the-bride routine so then she'll think you're deserving of grandmother's inheritance. Am I right? I think I'm right. It's not going to work. Unless this is a lot more sinister than it appears.

Lucky: Excuse me! But if I could get everybody's attention, please? So sorry I was delayed, but I had to get a very special wedding gift for the bride and groom. I have proof that Helena and Tracy framed Emily for murder.

Jax: Mmm! Dinner was delicious! Lamb pie -- your dad made it special.

Courtney: Yuck.

Jax: Hey, that's authentic Australian grub. Don't knock it until you try it. What are you doing in there, anyway?

Courtney: Hmm. I'm just thinking of all the ways my foundation is going to benefit from that $10 million check you're about to give me. Come on, Jax, why don't you just save us both a tedious wait and just accept the inevitable?

Jax: I accepted it weeks ago. That's when you lost, and your behavior now is confirming that. I bet you've got about a half a dozen pieces of furniture barricading the doorway, huh? And why is that, Courtney? Is it to keep me out, or to keep you in? I mean, you got to admit you're afraid to come face-to-face with me because -- because you know what'll happen. We'll take one look at each other, and then all bets will be officially off. It's inevitable. You and I are going to be lovers. But if Iím wrong, why don't you open the door and prove it? I dare you.

Bobbie: Carly has wondered about her father all her life. She's just unsure of you and your intentions.

John: Because of Sonny?

Bobbie: Because she loves him something fierce, and that's why you need to take this slow.


Bobbie: Give Carly the time and the space she needs to come to you on her own.

John: Unfortunately, I'm an impatient man.

Bobbie: I'm just telling you what I know. If you move too fast, your daughter will bolt. You'll never get another chance with her.

John: All right. Thanks for the advice.

Bobbie: I'm doing this for Carly because she wants to know you. But I'm warning you, John -- do not hurt my daughter.

John: Never. Barbara, I swear.

Bobbie: I believe you. That's why Iím going to share something with you. Carly's in the middle of a crisis.

Michael: We were at the duck pond in the park and my ball rolled into the water. I went and got it and brought it back, and when I tied my shoe, he picked it up and tried to put it in his mouth.

Steven: Thank you, Michael. That was very helpful. And don't feel bad. None of this is your fault.

Michael: My brother didn't mean to do anything wrong. Please don't let him die.

Steven: Hey -- you listen to me, Michael Corinthos III. I promise you that everyone in this hospital is going to take the best care of Morgan possible. We're not going to lose him, you understand?

Michael: I understand.

Sonny: Ok, there's something off about that guy, and I don't want him treating my kid.

Jason: Sonny, he's a specialist.

Sonny: In forensics. I mean, he shows up in Port Charles when he's already working with the PCPD. He makes it a point to meet Carly and the kids, three hours later he bumps into her at Jakeís. He's working her, trying to get information. Maybe that's what -- you know, he's trying to do something here, the same thing with Morgan. You don't know that.

Jason: Maybe you're right. But Morgan is sick, and he's the only one who can help.

Sonny: Well, you don't know that. I don't know that, either. This Steven Webber could be taking advantage of this, using my son's illness to get Carly in his debt.

Lucky: I caught Nurse Harris red-handed, mailing the bribe money she sent to her sister. She admitted that Helena and Tracy paid her to lie about seeing Emily enter into Maryís room with the pills that killed her.

Tracy: She's a liar.

Justus: Sounds plausible to me.

Lucky: Thank you.

Ned: You know, I know better than most just how conniving and hateful you can be, but to frame Emily for murder? There's no coming back from this, mother.

Dillon: Why? And -- and why Emily?

Monica: That's easy. The money. Your mother, Dillon, wanted to make sure Emily was out of the running for Lilaís inheritance.

Tracy: I can't believe you think I'd stoop so low.

Ned: We don't think it; we know it, and now Feliciaís going to know it.

Helena: Oh, please, this is absurd. To be accused with no proof other than Luckyís desperate attempt to prove himself innocent of murder and conspiracy charges.

Ric: Where's Nurse Harris now?

Lucky: Somewhere safe, and she's ready to tell us everything.

Helena: Hmm.

Nikolas: Grandmother, you set out to destroy us. Instead, you set us free. Thank you. Now leave. I want you out of this house and out of our lives forever. Let's go.

Helena: Not until I am finished. Oh, go ahead. Defy my wishes. Marry. Embrace happiness when and where you can because your joy is fleeting. My curse is upon you, Nikolas and Emily. Your joy will bring nothing but pain and sorrow to you and yours for as long as you both shall live.


Georgie: Oh, my gosh!

Emily: Um --

Monica: Oh, my God. Whew!

Georgie: Where did she go?

Justus: You don't want to leave without talking to the police, now, do you?

Ric: Hey -- nice work for a suspended officer. Why don't you bring Nurse Harris in for a statement? Congratulations. You may have gotten Emily off.

Nikolas: You ok?

Emily: Yeah, a little shaky. Yeah, not that I believe in curses, but -- oh, my God!

Nikolas: Oh -- jeez!

Michael: Can I say a prayer?

Carly: Oh, sweetie. That's an excellent idea.

Michael: Hi, God. It's me, Michael Corinthos III. If you're listening, my little brother is really sick. Morgan's just too little to help himself, so he needs you. Please, God, help my little brother to get better. I will be good. Amen.

John: Hello, Carly.

Carly: I --

John: You must be Michael.

Michael: Who are you?

John: I'm sorry. I guess you haven't told him.

Michael: Told me what?

Carly: Um -- uh, Michael, this is -- um -- Michael, I want to introduce you to your grandfather.

Steven: Mr. Corinthos, we caught a break. Morgan has a rare bacterial infection.

Sonny: Is it serious?

Steven: It can be fatal in children under 2, but, luckily, we caught it in time. This will knock the infection right out of him.

Sonny: No, no, no, you ain't going anywhere near my son with that.

Steven: Would you rather he die?

 [Clock chimes]


>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Jax: Well, then I guess we both lost.

Ric: Nurse Donna Harris just took an overdose of pills.

John: Thanks to your mother, I found all of you.

Sonny: I would rather have a second opinion.

Steven: We don't have time.

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