GH Transcript Thursday 1/13/05

General Hospital Transcript Thursday 1/13/05



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Lucky: You ready to launch this thing?

Emily: Yeah. I just paged my parents.

Elizabeth: Have you heard from Luke?

Lucky: Yeah. He and Skye are set on their end.

Emily: Ok, this plan is going to work.

Lucky: Yeah, my father is convinced that Helena won't believe that you're pregnant with Nikolas' child and there's no way that she will kill you.

Elizabeth: But she won't be able to stay away.

Lucky: Exactly. Helena will show herself, and that is the game. All right, we're going to take her in, proving that there's no murder that's been committed, and Nikolas gets released. Em, we're almost there.

Luke: Tracy!

Tracy: Whoa!

Luke: Good afternoon!

Tracy: You almost gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here?

Luke: You people must have really fallen on hard times. I remember when this bar used to pour the best hooch in town.

Tracy: Why don't you just get out. Right, well, what is this?

Luke: You're going to help us slay a dragon.

Sonny: These are incredible shell-- what are you going to do with these?

Michael: Well, I told Mom what a great time we were having, and I could tell that she wanted to be here, too, and -- so I promised her these shells --

Sonny: Right.

Michael: In case she actually did come after all.

[Knock on door]

Michael: Ooh, maybe that's her now.

Lois: My God. Is it true? Am I hearing right? Did you kill Mary Bishop?

Carly: I'm sorry. I thought you were alone.

Lorenzo: So did I.

Lois: So it's true? It is, isn't it? I can see it all over your face. I came to you, and I asked you point-blank did you have anything to do with the death of Mary, and you flat-out denied it to my face! Lies, Lorenzo -- it's all lies with you.

Emily: It's, like, I understand it's necessary, Elizabeth, but I hate lying to my family. I mean, my parents are going to be thrilled about having a grandchild, and grandfather -- he's just going to be over the moon, you know?

Elizabeth: I know, Em, but the fact that your baby is a Cassadine heir is what's going to make a difference.

Emily: Yeah.

Lucky: Here they come.

Monica: Well, hello, everybody.

Alan: Hi. We got your page.

Monica: Yeah, is -- is everything all right?

Emily: Yeah. I just need to make an announcement and gather the family at the house, say, in an hour?

Monica: Ooh, Em, I have a department review, actually.

Alan: And I've got a meeting with the board.

Emily: Hey, you know, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

Alan: Why can't you tell us now?

Emily: Because I just need everyone to be there together.

Alan: Why does everything always have to be a big secret in this family?

Monica: Look, it wouldn't be that difficult to change a few appointments if it is that important, and obviously it is, so we'll be there.

Emily: Ok. Thanks, Mom.

Monica: Ok. See you.

Emily and Elizabeth: Bye.

Elizabeth: Your dad raises a good point. Why didn't you just tell them?

Emily: It was just -- it's not the plan.

Lucky: Yeah, yeah, Emily is safer this way. If my dad has had any luck with Tracy, watching Emily’s back moves to the top of the priority list.

Tracy: Why are you all looking at me like I killed your puppies?

Dillon: Because we know, Mom.

Tracy: Sweetheart, you have to stop being so cryptic. What do you think you know?

Skye: That Helena didn't fall to her death from that cliff, that she's very much alive.

Luke: Which is no surprise to you, because you've been her, shall we say, accomplice the whole time. Shame on you, Tracy.

Tracy: That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Dillon: Oh, stop! Stop denying it! Do you remember New Year’s Eve when I told you that Connor was in jail and Nikolas was out and Nikolas and Emily went to that ball together? Setup.

Luke: You walked right into it.

Skye: Dillon was barely out of the room when you were on the phone spilling your guts to Helena.

Luke: Look, we know you didn't work with her out of spite or greed. We know she forced you into it by appealing to your ambition.

Tracy: You really need to get a hobby.

Luke: Helena offered you a financial deal that blew up in your face and put E.L.Q. at risk. So far nobody knows but you.

Skye: Oh, and us, of course.

Luke: I'm guessing that she promised to bail you out if you were her eyes and ears, and if you weren't --

Tracy: Here's a suggestion. Why don't you put that fevered brain of yours to work at something other than spinning elaborate Cassadine conspiracy theories?

Luke: We don't have time to take a spin around the dance floor. Tracy, I've got a paper trail here, something with your name on it that connects you to Kleos Industries, a subsidiary of Cassadine Enterprises?

Skye: Unless, of course, you'd like to deny that that's your signature, in which case Edward --

Tracy: All right! It's true. It's true, but the deal was either I give her what she wants or she destroys E.L.Q.

Skye: So you're admitting that Helena’s alive?

Tracy: Well, I haven't actually seen her. I've spoken to her on the cell phone, and she doesn't make me privy to her plans, so I have nothing to tell you.

Skye: Well, Helena intends to kill Emily.

Tracy: I thought she was past that.

Luke: Well, you're wrong.

Tracy: I'm always wrong, Luke, so what happens next?

Luke: We grab her and turn her in.

Skye: Emily is saved and Nikolas is released.

Dillon: And you can actually help make that happen.

Tracy: No, sweetheart, I can’t.

Luke: Yes, you can. The plan kicks off with a big announcement -- Emily is pregnant with a Cassadine heir. Now, I think Helena should be part of that blessed event, don't you?

Carly: I'm going to leave so you can deal with this. Do nothing about what I told you. Let me handle Steven and whatever it is he has against you. I suggest that you just do whatever Lorenzo says.

Lois: Well, isn't she the good little mob moll. Don't expect me to be. I'm not going to follow orders or keep my mouth shut.

Lorenzo: No one's asking you to.

Lois: Why didn't I follow my instincts? Warnings from everybody under the sun? No. Your life is a cycle of violence. Somebody you love is murdered, and the killer has to pay in kind.

Lorenzo: No one gets away with hurting my family.

Lois: I get that. So who's next to bite the dust, huh? Steven Webber, for having evidence that proves you killed Mary? Me, for being at the wrong place at the wrong time and finding out something that you never wanted me to know? My God, Lorenzo. What kind of man are you?

Stan: Sonny's got himself an amazing place.

Max: Yeah, it's a beauty, all right. It's awfully big. Can it be secured?

Stan: Yeah, it's going to take some work, but once everything's in place, it's going to make the penthouse situation look like a dinosaur.

Max: Good, good. Mr. C. Will be glad to know that he and the kids can sleep safely here.

Michael: Now, why are you here?

Sonny: Michael, go to the beach with Leticia and Morgan. I will find out what Ms. Baines is doing in Puerto Rico.

Michael: Ok.

Sonny: Michael.

Michael: I'll take these.

Sonny: Mm-hmm.

Jordan: You were expecting Carly?

Sonny: I wasn't expecting anyone, least of all you.

Jordan: Well, it's about your house. Supervising the designer is a much bigger job than I anticipated, so --

Sonny: You didn't have to have an excuse to, you know, change your mind to come out here.

Jordan: That's not what's happening.

Sonny: Oh.

Jordan: You said that you wanted your house completed by the time you got back to Port Charles, right?

Sonny: Yeah.

Jordan: Has that changed?

Sonny: No.

Jordan: Ok, good. Then I have some decisions that need to be made that I'm not comfortable making.

Sonny: Like what?

Jordan: Colors, patterns, fabrics. I don't know you that well, so I don't know your particular likes and dislikes.

Sonny: Yeah, well, you know, usually when I like something it's -- it's pretty obvious.

Jordan: Well, then, this won't take very long. I put all the colors on two different boards --

Sonny: Right.

Jordan: And you can pick which one.

Sonny: Ok.

Jordan: And I'm thinking that you're going to like this one better.

Sonny: This one?

Jordan: Yeah.

Sonny: All right, let's see what we got here. Gold and brown, bright kitchen, comfortable furniture -- wow, there's -- I mean, what's not to like? How'd you know?

Jordan: Nothing on this board is a suggestion of mine.

Sonny: Carly. Am I right? These are Carly’s ideas?

Jordan: Well, yeah, clearly. It's your taste, down to the silk sheets. I mean, who else but?

Sonny: And how did this come about? Did you guys just, like, run into each other, you know, on the street and -- with your fabric swatches and she just had to give you her opinion?

Jordan: No. She was at your house.

Sonny: At -- at my house?

Jordan: Yeah.

Sonny: Right? That quick? That's quick, even for Carly. Did she like it?

Jordan: Yeah, she seemed to. She particularly appreciated the grounds and the tree house.

Sonny: Hmm. Let me guess. Then she, you know, she wanted to be boss and she started, like, you know, barking out orders and -- like she's moving in?

Jordan: No. Actually, she just made me realize I was in over my head. And I asked for her input, she said no, that your house was none of her business anymore, and then she agreed to give me some guidelines.

Sonny: You know what?

Jordan: What?

Sonny: You're here, right? Why don't you stay?

Jordan: Oh, I -- no, I don't think so.

Sonny: You see, that is your problem. You know, you work too hard, right, and you think too much.

Jordan: Mm-hmm.

Sonny: You need to let your hair down, you know? I'm not going to bite, right? We could take a walk on the beach and, you know -- we'll make a night of it, right? I guarantee you by the time you get back to Port Charles you'll have a better understanding of what pleases me.

Lorenzo: We've been over this. You know exactly what kind of man I am. You suspect it, you feared it, you've been attracted and repelled by it, and I confirmed it for you. I told you straight out -- "I'm a gangster." And gangsters kill people. It comes with the territory.

Lois: Other bad guys, maybe, but Mary Bishop --

Lorenzo: Ah, ah, ah, stop right there. Do not mention that murdering lunatic to me. I'm the man whose niece she stabbed to death brutally and mercilessly.

Lois: You're right --

Lorenzo: And if she'd had her way, Emily Quartermaine would be in pieces right now.

Lois: I get it. I get the point. You don't want excuses for Mary. I understand that. What about Steven Webber? Or that creep that beat up Diego’s mother? Huh? Who's next on your very seemingly long hit list?

Lorenzo: Lois, I do what I must to protect myself and my family. That's the kind of man I am. You asked. That's it, straight up. I'm not going to change for anyone. I couldn't for Carly, and I can't for you. So either accept me for who I am or let's both move on.

Lois: It's that simple for you?

Lorenzo: There's no point in going around and around only to end up in the exact same place. So, if Mary Bishop's death weighs that heavily on your conscience, then walk away from me and go to the police. I won't stop you either way.

Steven: What the hell are you trying to pull, John? No, no, no, you listen -- no, you listen to me. If you want Lorenzo Alcazar in jail for the murder of Mary Bishop, you do your own dirty work. John, I am done being your lackey.

Tracy: It's me. Something big is about to happen.

Helena: I'm listening.

Tracy: Emily has called a family meeting. She has a big announcement.

Helena: Oh, Emily is irrelevant. No, she'll be dead before she can follow through. I'm ready to move.

Tracy: This may change your plans. Emily is pregnant with Nikolas' baby.

Helena: Well, that -- that is a fascinating turn of events.

Tracy: I thought you'd think so.

Helena: Keep me apprised.

Coleman: Well?

Helena: It seems that the wretched creature has gotten herself pregnant with my grandson's child.

Coleman: Yeah, well, that puts a whole different light on the subject, doesn't it?

Helena: Why should it?

Coleman: You want me to kidnap and kill a pregnant woman?

Helena: If you don't have the stomach to do a job that I'm paying you a fortune to do --

Coleman: Look, sweetheart, I'm a lot of things, ok, but I'm no baby killer. So you know what you can do with the money, all right?

Helena: Well, you impetuous boy. Relax, no one has to die -- not yet. Now, I will take care of Emily’s abduction. You are going to get a plane for immediate departure to Greece.

Coleman: Hmm. Well, Emily -- she doesn't know how lucky she is, does she? She got herself a little reprieve.

Helena: Emily is carrying a Cassadine heir, Nikolas' only child. Now, she has to stay alive long enough to deliver it, and then she'll be of no further use to us.

Lucky: Elizabeth?

Elizabeth: Yeah? Hey, it's just me. So? How'd you do? Nice disguise.

Lucky: Thanks. But this was the easy part.

Skye: Did Helena give any indication as to where she might be?

Tracy: No.

Luke: Did you hear anything in the background, a clue of any kind?

Tracy: No!

Skye: Well, what did she say when you told her Emily was pregnant?

Tracy: She said what she always says to me whenever I give her information -- nothing.

Luke: The mark of a true strategist.

Skye: Luke, you actually sound like you admire that psycho.

Luke: She's always been a worthy opponent. You have to respect that and understand it. Otherwise, she'll get you in a trick bag you never saw coming.

Tracy: I can vouch for that. What happens next?

Luke: Nothing you need to worry about.

Tracy: Excellent. Does that mean we're done?

Luke: For now. We'll let you know if we need you again.

Tracy: I'm thrilled.

Skye: I don't know. There is still one huge part of this plan that just doesn't sit well with me.

Luke: Say it.

Skye: Our using Emily as bait. Even with the precaution of Helena thinking that Emily’s pregnant, we are putting that girl in some terrible danger.

Luke: Well, that can't be helped. We can't risk Helena smelling a conspiracy. Emily is the draw. She has to show up alone.

Skye: Maybe there's a way to split the difference.

Elizabeth: Ok, Luke left specific instructions on what you're to wear tonight. They're in his office. Are you sure you're up for this?

Emily: Absolutely.

Lucky: You know, it's not too late to back out.

Emily: What, and do what? Let Nikolas rot in prison for the murder of a woman who isn't even dead? No, I don't think so. I want my husband back. I want my life back. So we go ahead with the plan so that someday Nikolas and I can announce that we're pregnant for real. Ok?

Elizabeth: Ok. I see you haven't lost your touch.

Lucky: That's good to know. Wait, wait -- how do you mean?

Elizabeth: Well, putting Emily in your winter uniform coat and hat -- that was brilliant! I probably shouldn't be having so much fun with this, right? I mean, I do know that this is deadly serious business and there are people's lives and freedom at stake here. But what we're doing -- doesn't this kind of remind you of something?

Lucky: Yeah, you know, we're the four musketeers.

Elizabeth: Oh, we used to do outrageous stuff like this all the time. I mean, taking giant risks for each other, not caring about the consequences.

Jordan: We discussed this. There are certain lawyer-client lines I'm not comfortable crossing.

Sonny: Well, I mean, you're picking out silk sheets for my bed. I mean, I think the lines are already kind of cro-- are you hot?

Jordan: Well, when I got up this morning, I didn't exactly dress for tropical weather.

Sonny: Here, let me help you out here.

Jordan: No, that's -- no, I got it, I got it.

Sonny: It's even hotter at night, you know?

Jordan: You want to give me a break?

Sonny: You want professional? I can give you professional. Look, you stay, right, we have some dinner, a few hands of blackjack, and we'll talk about as many legal matters as you want. And, look, you can write this trip off as a business expense. Come on. You know you want to.

Jordan: Yeah, I guess I could take the last plane out. Actually, you know what? I can’t.

Sonny: Why?

Jordan: I didn't pack a bag, and this is all I have to wear.

Sonny: Oh, you know what? Your clothes are going to be the least of your worries.

Carly: I understand you are in possession of explosive information.

Steven: Hello, Carly. I'm fine. How are you?

Carly: There is no time for any pleasantries. You're going to get yourself killed. Is that what you want?

Steven: No.

Carly: Well, then, if you really do have proof that Lorenzo Alcazar killed Mary Bishop, then don't use it.

Steven: Are you asking me or are you telling me?

Carly: I am telling you that Lorenzo will have you eliminated if you go forward with this.

Steven: You're talking to the wrong person. Your father thought Lorenzo killed Mary. He asked me to run some tests. I gave him the results. Yeah, the tests linked Alcazar to Mary. But John's the one who wanted to use them, not me.

Carly: Fortunately, that makes sense. He's made no secret that he doesn't want Lorenzo in my life.

Steven: He's not crazy about me, either.

Carly: Look, Mary Bishop was a homicidal wack job who murdered Lorenzo’s niece. He was in terrible grief. I mean, it's not like somebody was falsely accused.

Steven: Hold on. Suddenly I don't feel like I'm the one you're worried about. Who are you trying to protect, Carly, me or your old flame Lorenzo?

Luke: You are some kind of babe, babe. Not only are you gorgeous and sexy, but you're so smart, it's alarming. I couldn't have come up with a better plan myself.

Skye: Oh, thank you. I do try. So, Dillon, how are you holding up under all this intrigue and turmoil?

Dillon: Ok. I'm ok.

Skye: I don't think that's entirely true. You're upset with your mother, aren't you, for teaming up with Helena?

Dillon: I'm so mad at her. I'm just -- I'm furious and I'm ashamed. But surprisingly, I don't want her to die. You know, no matter how horrible she is, she's still my mom, and everybody here is worried about Emily. That's fine, but I got a question. What happens if this whole thing blows up in our faces? Helena finds out my mom is setting her up? Who's going to watch my mom's back?

Skye: Dillon, I don't think you have anything to worry about, ok? We all have each other's backs, and that includes Tracy’s.

Luke: Young Spielberg, I've known your mother for a very long time. Trust me, she's turned self-back watching into an art form.

Dillon: That's your way of saying you don't really care what happens to her?

Luke: No. That's my way of saying it makes no sense to anticipate problems that may never happen. We don't have time for that. Lucky, Elizabeth, and Emily need to be brought up to speed on what's going on. Now, this is the keys to my office and my desk drawer. There's something in there that Lucky will need.

Dillon: Aye, aye, captain.

Skye: Well, you could have been a little more sympathetic to him.

Luke: He's got you for that. Besides, because of your genius, this thing is going to work so well, I anticipate no casualties on our side.

Skye: Well, I hope so. You know, I -- Nikolas and Emily have a chance at having everything that I --

Luke: Everything that you what?

Skye: Everything that I never had a chance to get at their age, you know? True love, always and forever, that sort of stuff?

Luke: I had that. It all went to hell. I'm not one for dispensing advice, but I will say this. Anticipating problems makes no more sense than looking back with regret. All you've got is now, this moment. This moment is all we have, right here.

Carly: Steven, I just have a bad feeling about this. If my father goes through with this against Lorenzo, something horrible is going to happen.

Steven: To?

Carly: Who knows? Whoever gets in the way of flying bullets -- Lorenzo, my father, you? Look, all I know is that I have learned to trust my gut, and right now it is telling me that some disaster is about to strike, and this is the only place I see it coming from. Why couldn't my father just have gone back to New York? You know, I'm so sick and tired of him sticking his nose in my business in places it just does not belong. I am not 15 years old. He doesn't get to pick and choose who I can care about and destroy whoever it is he decides he doesn't like.

Steven: It's John Durant. Good luck changing that tune.

Carly: This is my life, and I will make my choices, and I will choose whether I want to see you or if I want to date Lorenzo or -- wow, here's a concept -- chill by myself for a while. Right now I think that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Michael: Dad?

Sonny: Yeah. I'm in here. How was the water?

Michael: Great.

Sonny: Yeah?

Michael: Except for Leticia made us come in because it's getting a little dark.

Sonny: Well, hey, you know, that's good. She's doing her job.

Michael: She'd let us stay out there a little longer if you came.

Sonny: Can’t. I got to take Jordan out to dinner.

Michael: Why is Ms. Baines here? Because of the divorce?

Sonny: She's doing something for me, and you're going to be so happy when you get home.

Michael: Give me a hint.

Sonny: Can't do that.

Michael: Yes, you can.

Sonny: No, I can’t.

Michael: Yes, you can.

Sonny: Get up. I got to go take a shower, ok, so do not give Leticia any lip, ok?

Michael: Ok.

[Phone rings]

Michael: Hello.

Man: May I speak to Mr. Corinthos?

Michael: He's not available right now. Who's this?

Man: Island security. To whom am I speaking?

Michael: His son Michael Corinthos III.

Man: Oh. I have a few questions for your father, but I can ask you. How are you, by the way?

Michael: I'm fine. How are you?

Man: Very well, thank you. Was the house in order when you and your father arrived?

Michael: Yeah, everything's cool here.

Elizabeth: So, was that kiss something that you've been wanting to do, or was I just talking too much?

Lucky: You were right about this feeling like old times. Kissing you seems natural -- taking a risk, not thinking about the consequences. Are you sorry?

Elizabeth: No.

Emily: Ok, so, tell me the truth. Do I look like little red riding hood?

Elizabeth: No. You look like the governess in those gothic romances we used to read.


Elizabeth: Someone's coming.

Dillon: At ease, people. It's just me.

Lucky: What are you doing here?

Elizabeth: Hey, did something go wrong?

Dillon: No. My mom contacted Helena, told her that Emily is in fact pregnant with Nikolas' baby, so we're a go. There's one slight alteration you should probably know about. He said you're going to need that.

Elizabeth: All of a sudden, this doesn't seem like so much fun anymore.

Lucky: Hey, if you want out, no one will blame you.

Elizabeth: Are you kidding? One for all and all for one, remember?

Lucky: Where's a brownie when you need one?

Elizabeth: Oh, God, if we pull this off, I'm going to bake everybody a batch.

Lucky: Oh, well, there's something to look forward to.

Elizabeth: Are you making fun of my brownies?

Lucky: Absolutely not. I loved your brownies. You know that.

Elizabeth: So does Cam. He's going to be a chocolate freak, just like his mom.

Lucky: Is Cam old enough to eat?

Elizabeth: Lucky, he's been eating all along.

Lucky: Oh, I know, but chocolate?

Elizabeth: Not really. Just a little.

Lucky: Just -- oh. You light up when you talk about Cam. You know that?

Elizabeth: I love that little boy more than anything in the world. And I'm going to make sure he knows it every single day.

Lucky: You know, I'm going to have a little extra time on my hands with the suspension. Maybe I can spend some time getting to know your son better.

Elizabeth: We'd like that.

Lucky: Hey, did you speak to my dad?

Emily: Yeah, yeah. I still have reservations but, you know, Luke’s convinced this is the way to go, so I trust him.

Dillon: Luke just gave me the go-ahead.

Emily: All right. Let's do it.

Alan: Well, I got here as fast as I could. Hi, Tracy. Where's Emily?

Monica: Not here yet.

Alan: Father?

Monica: Well, not down yet.

Alan: Well, this is great. I break my neck to get here and nobody's here? You're unusually quiet, Tracy.

Tracy: Maybe I'm just bored to tears at the thought of another family announcement.

Alan: Well, maybe we should take a page out of your book and not announce anything. Justus is really wondering how you came across that big windfall that put E.L.Q. back in the black.

Monica: Yeah, Trace. I'd be interested in the details of that little coup. How many bodies are buried under that deal?

Tracy: Why don't you just be happy they're not yours?

Monica: Hmm.

Alan: Hmm.

Monica: Well, all I can say is I hope Emily’s news isn't bad.

Georgie: Hey.

Dillon: Hey.

Georgie: Did you get my message?

Dillon: I did. I'm sorry. Really inconsiderate of me not to call you back. I'm just kind of involved in this whole "Bring Helena to justice" plan.

Georgie: So you're not here to meet me?

Dillon: I'm actually on the way to my car. I have to get back to my family's house and lie to them about where Emily is and why. And, oh, by the way, just because I'm losing my mind and track of who knows what, she's not pregnant, ok?

Georgie: Ok.

Dillon: Not -- not that you care.

Georgie: Wait -- no, I mean, I would be happy if Emily was having a baby, but am I supposed to care? You know, am I supposed to play along like --

Dillon: Oh, no, yeah, definitely. If you see Emily at all -- big smile, big hugs, congratulations on the blessed event, that type of thing.

Georgie: Oh, ok.

Dillon: Yeah.

Georgie: Dillon, are you ok?

Dillon: No. No, I'm not, at all. Helena -- she's -- I don't know how to put it -- she's evil. And she's threatening my mom and -- not that my mom needs much encouragement to do anything awful -- but I'm running around like a hamster on a wheel trying to lie to everybody and cover up this whole thing, and I think Luke is more concerned about playing games with Helena than getting Nikolas out of prison and having her locked up for good.

Georgie: Well, you know, you might be right because, you know, Luke has a tendency to go a little adventure crazy, but if you think about it, Skye is in it for Emily and Luke is in it to impress Skye, so it kind --

Dillon: Should center him -- like you do me.

Georgie: I do?

Dillon: Yeah. Always. Thank you. Oh, God -- I got to go. I got to go.

Georgie: Ok. Bye.

Dillon: Bye.

Jordan: Ready or not, here I come.

Sonny: Whoa. You look beautiful.

Jordan: Oh, thanks. I'm just shocked everything fits.

Sonny: Something's off.

Jordan: What? Did I put it on backwards?

Sonny: No, no. I think you might have left out another piece. Here.

Jordan: Oh, my God. Sonny, really, it's -- will you help me put it on?

Sonny: Yeah, turn around. Let's see what we got here.

Jordan: A lot of hair.

Sonny: Yeah.

Jordan: Oh, I see you've done this before.

Sonny: Yeah, but not exactly the same way, you know?

Jordan: Hmm. And what happens next?

Sonny: Well -- I don't know. You tell me.

Carly: Penny. Hey. Has my father been in?

Lois: I'm here. Maybe you'd like to speak to me instead.

Carly: Listen, I don't have time for that right now.

Lois: Make it.

Carly: Fine. What do you need?

Lois: You went to Lorenzo to warn him that trouble was coming. Why?

Carly: What does it matter?

Lois: Forgive me, but I was under the impression that you wanted nothing to do with Lorenzo, that you hated him for coming between you and Sonny, except here you are, running all over town trying to save him from the consequences of his own actions, which makes me wonder, are you still in love with Lorenzo?

Carly: Ok, you know what? This is really starting to bug me now. Why is it suddenly that everyone seems to know what I feel better than I do? Here are the facts, ok? I am not in love with Lorenzo, and if you are and you're afraid that I'm going to swoop down and steal him out of your arms, I can assure you that's not what I'm about right now. Ok, I'm just trying to prevent a disaster.

Lois: Unfortunately, you may already be too late.

Alan: You know, this is ridiculous. Emily calls me away from work for an important announcement, then she doesn't show up.

Monica: Oh, settle down. She'll be here.

Tracy: Look, I know you're upset with me.

Dillon: Mom, it's bigger than that. I am torn between not wanting anything to happen to you and killing you myself.

Tracy: Shh!

Dillon: I think I actually saw Emily pull up in the driveway, so she should be here in a second.

Helena: Don't make me use this. I'd hate to harm my great-grandchild.

Skye: Now, that wouldn't do at all, would it?

Luke: Game's over, my darling, and I win.

Emily: Lucky? Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Lucky? Lucky!

[Emily screams]

Jordan: Now, this is all very flattering -- the dress, the jewelry, the look in your eye -- calculated and guaranteed to hook any woman except this one. I -- I'm not going to be your crutch for you to get over Carly. I don't do thankless, let alone hopeless, and that's all that this would be. So if I hurry up, I can get the next plane out of here. And I'll return the dress tomorrow, and I'm going to start on your house.

Sonny: Are you sure?

Jordan: I am most regretfully sure. Sorry.

Sonny: Well --

Man: It's me. If you turn on monitor one, you should have a nice view of Mr. Corinthos' new entry. Oh, I also made the phone call. I'm ready to move when you are.

Lorenzo: Thank you.

Steven: So, what? What? Why the mysterious message to meet you here?

Lorenzo: I got a message from you to meet you here.

Steven: I didn't call you.

Lorenzo: All right. Maybe John Durant was acting on your behalf. You have information that compromises me? So, how do you want me to buy your silence? With cash or with a promise never to see Carly again, which is what I know you really want.

Mac: Lorenzo Alcazar, Steven Webber, you're both under arrest, you, for the murder of Mary Bishop, and, you, for trying to cover it up.

>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Bridget: This is the first job I've ever tried to get.

Courtney: So there's no reason to be nervous.

Skye: Luke! Luke, stop it!

Emily: Please don't hurt me. I'm pregnant.

Carly: You can't do this. They're being set up.

Mac: They're guilty, Carly.

Jason: What we have is right now, and that's enough.

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