General Hospital Transcript Monday 3/7/05
Proofread by Brian
[Pounding on door]
Alan: Open up, Jason. I'm not leaving till you open the door!
Jason: Ok. All right, all right. Can you just -- can you just keep it down? Other people are living here. What do you want?
Alan: I want to tell you face to face that you're a heartless son of a bitch. You stole your brother's son, and now he's dead.
Courtney: Excuse me. I need to see Faith Rosco. What's her room number?
Volunteer: I'm sorry. I'm not allowed to give out that information.
Rachel: Hi, Courtney. Sorry, but it's just not a good idea for Miss Rosco to --
Courtney: Look, I didn't ask for your opinion.
Jax: Maybe you should listen to -- to Rachel. She's only trying to help.
Faith: What is your problem, Ric? You got your precious stepdaughter back. Really, what do you care if I killed Michael and dumped him in a swamp?
Ric: I have a more pertinent question for you, Faith. Why are you bragging about a death penalty offense?
Faith: Just quirky that way.
Ric: No, I don't think so. You think you're going to get away with this? Come on, Faith, what's going on? Hmm? Is there another accomplice out there, somebody you anticipate is going to just run to your rescue?
Ric: Don't mind me. Answer it.
Ric: Mm-hmm. See, whatever escape route you -- you think you've planned out, you're never going to see it. You're not walking away from this one, Faith, all right? If you did tell the truth and Michael is dead, I'll see to it that you join him.
Carly: Hey, hey! Let him go. I asked him to meet me here. I'm so sorry. >From now on, Iíll make sure the guards know that you're not a danger to me. Sorry.
Lorenzo: The fact is I've already hurt you more than you know.
Reese: Look at this.
Sonny: What am I looking at?
Reese: Known criminals on the Central American coast. One or more of them could be helping Faith by holding Michael.
Reese: What are you talking about? Surveillance indicates that this guy was missing for --
Sonny: I took the -- I just -- I just told you he's dead.
Reese: All right, what about this guy?
Sonny: Never heard of him. And he'd never hurt my kids.
Reese: Why, because he works for you?
Sonny: Yeah, that's right.
Reese: I appreciate your honesty. I realize you're putting yourself at risk by being so candid with the F.B.I. about your business dealings.
Sonny: Not the F.B.I., you. You've proven you're not in this to bust me. You want the same thing I do -- to get Michael back.
Jax: What good will it do to confront Faith?
Courtney: Because I want to know what happened to Michael and I want to hear it from her mouth.
Jax: Well, wait a minute. What makes you think that she's going to give you any satisfaction at all? She hates you and your entire family. Just leave well enough alone. Let the courts deal with Faith.
Mac: I'm Commissioner Scorpio.
Rachel: Hi. Dr. Rachel Adair. Is there something I can help you with?
Steven: He's here to see me.
Mac: I understand you have some updated forensics results on the A.J. Quartermaine case?
Steven: The situation is delicate. Alan Quartermaine asked me to go over the forensics from A.J.'s murder. A strand of hair was found at the crime scene. It contained trace evidence of A.J.ís blood. The hair tested a match for Courtney Matthews.
Alan: How unbelievably ironic that Courtney, the wife that you stole from A.J., ends up stabbing him to death and that Michael, the child you stole from A.J., is dead a month later.
Sam: No, we are not sure that Michael is dead.
Alan: Oh, we're sure, all right. The killer confessed. But, hey, I think it's really nice of you to jump to his defense. Has he ever told you the kind of man he really is? Hey, did you ever tell her that you lied about being Michaelís father for the first year of his life, when A.J. was literally around the corner?
Sam: That's the way Carly wanted it.
Alan: Oh, yes -- Carly, the mother of the millennium. Thanks to her propensity for gangsters, my grandson spent his entire life surrounded by guns, bulletproof glass, and the dregs of the earth. But, hey, he wasn't with A.J. You couldn't have made him a better target if you'd drawn a bull's-eye on his chest. Why would any of us be surprised that he was kidnapped and murdered?
Jason: Are you done?
Sam: We are trying to conduct an investigation that will lead us to Michael so we can bring him home safe.
Alan: You're deluding yourself.
Sam: No, I am not. It is possible that Faith was working with an accomplice, someone she sent Michael to.
Alan: You are deluding yourself. You're trying to escape the fact that you are responsible, but you can't do it. Every time you look in the mirror, one thing's going to come back at you -- that if it wasn't for you, A.J. and Michael would both be alive. You carry that guilt for the rest of your life. I couldn't think of a more deserving son.
Sam: Don't you dare listen to one word Alan just said.
Carly: Look, I don't want to dwell on the past. It doesn't do any good, it's not important, and as far as Iím concerned, you wiped that slate clean as soon as you helped us find Faith and we brought Morgan and Kristina home.
Lorenzo: Unfortunately, I wasn't referring to the past. I saw Faith the day she escaped from Pentonville.
Carly: You saw her?
Lorenzo: Luke Spencer approached me about borrowing a million dollars. He had a plan to exonerate Skye of Detective Duncanís murder. Faith would confess, and in exchange, Luke and Skye would break her out of prison with a cool million in her purse. Luke put up the Haunted Star as collateral. I wanted the casino. Naturally, I thought the plan was doomed to fail, so I agreed. And damned if Spencer didn't pull it off.
Carly: Yeah, well, it's dangerous to underestimate my uncle -- Spencers in general. Why didn't you tell me?
Lorenzo: Because I knew you needed my help to find those kids, and you wouldn't accept it if you knew the truth. Carly, if I had known what Faith was planning, not only would I have prevented her escape, but I would've killed her right then and there. All right. Now you know. I'm profoundly sorry.
Ric: You need to get this through your head, Faith -- there's no way out for you, all right? There's no place you can run, there's no deal that you're going to be able to make. You have admitted to killing a child that you kidnapped -- that is murder with special circumstances. That's a death sentence, and Iím going to make sure that you get it.
Faith: Won't you feel the slightest bit hypocritical, Ric, prosecuting me? Because you are, in fact, a kidnapper yourself, Mr. Holier-than-thou. Think about it -- you abducted Carly when she was pregnant, kept her chained to a wall for weeks, all the while planning to kill her and steal her unborn child. You, my friend, are in absolutely no position to judge me.
Ric: You're right. I was wrong. But I corrected my behavior. I let Carly go and I rebuilt my life.
Faith: Oh. Gee. Ok, then. And what a life you did manage to build -- district attorney, married to the equally smug Alexis Davis and, oh, stepfather to your brother's child. Must be sweet.
Ric: It is.
Faith: Well, enjoy it while you can because unless you cut me a deal allowing me to plead insanity, I am going to systematically trash your marriage, your career, and everything you hold dear, and it will be my distinct pleasure to watch you stand in the ruins.
Sonny: I know this man by reputation but I never had any dealings with him. There's no reason -- he wouldn't have a reason to hurt me or --
Reese: Oh, well, at least we have a place to start.
Sonny: If Faith's plan was to, you know, send the kids away and fake their deaths to stop the search, that means that maybe her timetable was thrown.
Sonny: Maybe she didn't, you know, finish the setup.
Reese: I agree.
Reese: So we just have to follow the loose ends to whoever took Morgan and Kristina from the back of the church and forged the documents that got them listed as orphans.
Sonny: She had a partner, you know.
Reese: Equally if not more dangerous than Faith. That's why you have to think, Sonny. Who else would be motivated to help Faith steal your children?
John: What are you still doing here?
John: There's no case to be solved. Thanks to the time you've wasted coddling Sonny, my grandson is dead.
Mac: Excuse me, doctor.
Mac: Could you tell me the status of Faith Roscoís condition?
Doctor: Oh, she's stable. No further surgery's necessary.
Mac: Is she sufficiently recovered to be moved to the infirmary at Pentonville?
Doctor: That shouldn't be a problem.
Mac: Great, thank you.
Jax: Come on.
Mac: Jax, Courtney --
Courtney: Mac, maybe you can help me. I'd like to see Faith Rosco.
Mac: Sorry, but Faith's in custody. Only her attorneys and official law enforcement personnel are allowed access. But once she's arraigned and moved to Pentonville, the rules might change.
Courtney: Ok. Well, when will that be?
Mac: This afternoon if we can move fast enough.
Jax: See? There's nothing that we can do here, so let's go.
Mac: Not so fast, Jax. I need to speak to Courtney about the murder of A.J. Quartermaine.
Rachel: Sorry to say it, but you don't look too happy.
Steven: Some days, this job isn't so fun.
Rachel: And which one would that be, oh, wearer-of-many-hats?
Steven: The forensics. Sometimes the evidence can lead you to places you really would rather not go.
Courtney: Mac, it shouldn't surprise anyone that you found my hair in A.J.ís hotel room. I was there. I already admitted that. And look, A.J. and I fought, which would explain the traces of his blood.
Mac: It's not that simple. There's new evidence. It all has to be investigated. I'd like you to come down to the station so we can go through your version of events again.
Jax: You can forget it, Mac. She's not going anywhere with you.
Sam: Have you found anything?
Jason: This whole idea of numbered offshore accounts is to hide money, conceal identities. This whole thing could be a waste of time. Not that it matters. I mean, nothing does if Michaelís gone, right?
Sam: No, no, no. Jason, do not let your father do this to you. Alan is grieving. He is looking for someone to blame. You're an easy target. It does not make any of --
Jason: Sam --
Sam: His accusations true.
Jason: If Michael is dead, I don't know what to do with that. You know all the things I told you when your baby died? I just don't know how to make them work for myself. That's why Iím holding on right now to Reeseís theory that Michael survived.
Sam: I don't know much about anything, but I am sure of one thing. More than anyone I have ever known, I trust your instincts. So if you feel that searching for Michael is a dead end, then we stop. But if you have even a shred of hope, Jason -- a shred of hope, then we keep going. Either way, I am on your side.
Ric: You're not going to cut any deals, Faith. Do you understand me? You're not going to get up in front of some judge and plead insanity so that he can send you off to some treatment facility where you can convince the doctors that you're sane and that you're cured and they send you off, or better yet, so that you can plan yet another escape. You deserve to die for what you did. I am going to see that justice is served.
Faith: Aren't you something to see? Eyes all afire with righteous indignation. The law and God on your side. Very moving, Ric. I'll give you that. And up until now, it has played out beautifully on the evening news. Oh, God, look at you. D.A., in spite of some rather dubious connections to not one, but two local mob figures. Well, guess what, sweetheart -- everything is about to change.
Ric: Is that right?
Faith: Yes. You see, Iím going to get on the stand, and I am going to testify to every single lurid detail of our relationship.
Ric: That was no relationship, Faith!
Faith: Exactly. I am going to stand there and tell the world how you used me and threw me away like garbage. I will cry rivers when I tell them how devastated I was, how blindsided, how I begged you to give me another chance. And you made me feel like dirt, you son of a bitch. When I tell them how my complete and utter humiliation and hurt turned into rage. And that you were the target of my vendetta, not Sonny. Not Alexis. You. Because of your insensitive, callous behavior, those poor, sweet, innocent children were kidnapped. And after I am through trashing your career, I will start in on your marriage.
Alexis: You're forgetting something, Faith. It's my marriage, too. There's no way in hell Iím ever going to give you the power to destroy that.
John: You two are spinning your wheels so you can cover your own backs.
Reese: That sounds like a good trick. How does that work, Mr. Durant?
John: Well, you don't want a black mark on your record, right? You know, the brass don't like botched cases, especially ones that have children that are murdered. And you -- you want to make sure that you have continued access to the one son you have left because you know the second Carly starts to see things clearly, she's going to realize that Michael is dead, it's because of you, and she's going to take steps to keep Morgan away from you. And that's why you keep feeding in her denial, encouraging her to believe that Michael is still alive.
Sonny: Michael is alive.
John: Yeah? Oh, so says the grieving father. Only you're not, right? Michael is adopted. He's not your flesh and blood. Your two children are home safe and sound.
Sonny: Michael's my son. Say he's not. Go ahead, say it again, Durant. Say Michaelís not my son!
Reese: All right --
John: Don't you threaten me!
Sonny: No, you say it to me.
Reese: As long as Mr. Durant is here, I think our time is best facilitated by asking him a few questions. Durant, where were you the night Kristina was abducted?
John: What does that matter?
Reese: Faith is working with an accomplice.
Reese: So, Carly had frozen you out of her life. It's conceivable that you contacted Faith, arranged for her to kidnap your children so you could come on in and rescue them and look like a hero in your daughter's eyes. Oh, and just so you know, I have every intention of questioning Faith about your potential involvement.
John: You listen, my grandson is dead. Instead of standing here concocting elaborate conspiracy theories, why don't you march your ass down to the courthouse and make sure that the woman who killed Michael pays?
Sonny: Don't concern yourself. She is going to pay. Along with anybody else who made the mistake of helping her.
Lucky: I know everybody means well. And I am grateful for all the love. But if one more person stops by my room with flowers or asks me even how I'm doing --
Emily: Well, I know, I know. Too much concern can start to feel like pressure.
Lucky: Yeah. I just want to get out of this place. I just want to get back to my room over Kellyís, you know? Be it ever so humble.
Emily: Listen, I have a better idea. I've been thinking of moving back to Wyndemere. And you're not strong enough to stay alone. And God knows, there's plenty of room there. So why don't you just stay with me until you're fully recovered?
Alan: Are you ready to go?
Monica: Go where?
Alan: To the courthouse for Faith Roscoís arraignment.
Monica: Oh. No, thanks.
Alan: That's it? "No, thanks"?
Monica: There is nothing to be gained by going there.
Alan: How about this for a reason -- our son and our grandson are dead. We need to be there to witness Michaelís killer being brought to justice.
Jax: This is about the police department giving in to pressure from the Quartermaines, specifically Alan. He wants someone to blame. Now, I understand and sympathize, but I won't allow him to make Courtney a scapegoat.
Mac: I'm not trying to railroad innocent people, Jax. I'm trying to solve a homicide. And right now, at this juncture, all the evidence points to Courtney.
Jax: Well, why don't you just arrest her and be done with it?
Mac: I don't have enough to bring charges.
Jax: Oh. I didn't think so.
Mac: Are you refusing to go to the station?
Courtney: Well, I won't be interrogated without my lawyer present.
Mac: That's your right. I'll be in contact with your attorney.
Rachel: Things looked pretty heated over here. What's going on?
Jax: Um -- Mac just wanted to know about the A.J. case. It's no big deal.
Rachel: Then why do you look so upset?
Courtney: I'm fine. May we have some privacy, please?
Rachel: Of course. Well, you know where Iíll be.
Jax: Can we go, please?
Courtney: Sure. But, Jax, I don't want to go home. I need to go find Sonny and Carly and see if I can do anything for them.
Jax: Well, I'd offer to come with you, but --
Courtney: It's -- it's best if I go alone.
Jax: Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?
Courtney: If you don't mind, could you go to Faith's arraignment? I mean, I doubt she'll say anything new, but just in case.
Jax: Hey, consider it done.
Courtney: I love you so much.
Faith: You can thank your husband here for the inspiration. After watching the way Sonny came unglued when Ric took Carly, I knew the surest way to destroy him was through his children. And see, I could have limited my efforts to Michael and Morgan, but I wanted Ric to suffer. So I took your daughter.
Alexis: You really shouldn't waste what we're all hoping will be your last breath. There's nothing that you're going to say that's going to make me turn against my husband. In fact, Iím willing to give him a big, fat kiss when he gets you convicted and sentenced to lethal injection. Have you had about enough?
Ric: More than. Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Alexis: There's nothing that woman is going to say to make me doubt you. We've been through too much together.
Faith: Our deal was that you would get me out of here. So do it now. Or I will tell the police and the grieving family what really happened to Michael, and why.
Jason: Why? Why would Faith keep Michael alive as long as she did only to kill him at the end? And why would she even admit killing him at all, unless she's lying to just make us give up the search?
Sam: Find the answers to those questions, and I think you may find Michael. What is this, her financial records?
Jason: Yeah, she -- man, she bounced her money around a lot. Wait a minute.
Jason: Look at that. A $2 million deposit on January 31, 2005. That's the day Kristina was taken.
Sonny: If you did this, Durant -- if you assisted Faith in any way so you can send our kidnapped children to Carly as Christmas gifts, God help you.
John: You can make all the threats you want, but it doesn't change the truth. Those children were taken. It was because of you. And a grandson that I barely got to know because you wouldn't let me -- he's dead. And you're the reason. You take Michael into your home; you swear you're going to be a father to him. You expose him to danger. You failed to protect him. Shame on you.
Carly: What is going on here? Why are you here?
John: I'm going to take you and Morgan away from here before he gets you killed, the way he did Michael.
Carly: Don't you say things like that. Michael is alive. Faith faked his death and then she sent him somewhere else.
John: Carly, I know that's what you want to believe, and who can blame you? But the evidence tells another story.
Carly: What evidence, John? What evidence are you talking about? Are you talking about an empty grave, or a muddy shovel and a few drops of blood? Are you talking about the bold-faced lie that she told when she said that she murdered my son?
John: Why would she confess to the murder of a child that she didn't commit?
Carly: I don't know, John. I don't know. Why does she confess to anything? Why does she say or do anything? She's evil.
John: Carly --
Carly: She's vindictive, she's out of her mind, she just wants us to suffer!
John: Carly. Maybe you're in denial, or maybe on some level you blame yourself for staying loyal to Sonny or letting him adopt Michael and take a place in both of your sons' lives, but you --
Carly: Ok, you're about to step over a line. I need you to stop it.
John: I'll risk any anger you can throw at me if it means keeping my one remaining grandson safe, and he is not safe as long as he is in this monster's orbit!
John: Yeah, he's a monster! As long as he stays in his orbit, he is not safe, he is at risk. Carly, I am begging you; do not let Michaelís death go in vain. Please learn something from this. Protect Morgan, get him out of this house and as far away from Sonny as you possibly can!
Sonny: Carly can stay here as long as she wants. She can leave when she wants. Morgan is my son. I'm not giving up.
John: Yeah, well, you don't mind seeing him dead just like his brother --
Carly: Ok, you know what? That's enough. Get out now!
John: Carly, Iím sorry. Look, please come with me. I'm just trying to protect my family here!
Carly: You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to call you. I'm going to call you when we get Michael back. Don't you touch me.
John: Carly, I love you. I love you. I'm sorry. I -- I'll be here if you need me. All right.
Sonny: Do you want Morgan away from me?
Carly: I'm going to let you make that decision. What do you think is best for our son?
Alan: We need to be there for Faith's arraignment and her trial. It's the last thing that we can do for Michael. Monica, we abandoned that little boy. We turned him over to Carly and Sonny instead of supporting A.J. when he challenged the custody.
Monica: A.J. didnít challenge custody. He lied, he manipulated, he blackmailed. I mean, he married Courtney under false pretenses.
Alan: And she killed him in the end! What are you saying; she was justified in doing that?
Monica: Alan, A.J. was my son. Michael is my grandson. You don't have the monopoly on loss and pain. My grief runs just as deep as yours, only I don't go around attacking everybody!
Alan: I want justice for Michael and A.J. and if you're waiting around here for me to apologize, donít. It's not going to happen.
Lucky: I appreciate the offer, but Iíve done my time at Wyndemere. It's not exactly my idea of a fun place to live. Besides, you have enough to handle without supervising my recovery.
Emily: Oh, Lucky, it would help for me to feel like I was doing something productive. Listen, my motives aren't entirely unselfish here, you know. I mean, you're easy for me to be with. I don't feel like I have to keep up a facade, you know, assuring everybody that everything's going to be ok.
Lucky: I'm so glad you feel comfortable with me, but it doesn't -- it just doesn't fit right, me living at Wyndemere while you nurse me back to health?
Emily: Yeah, I'm thinking about moving back. Oh, God. Looks like my parents are gearing up for another fight. I'll be right back.
Elizabeth: Do you see what's happening here? Emily is taking care of everyone but herself. She is way more fragile than she wants people to know, Lucky. She can't keep going on like this. Sooner or later, she's going to break.
Lucky: That night at the safe house, when we came back and we found Emily, the room, it was a wreck, and she said that she and Connor fought. She denied it, but it's true. Connor raped her, didn't he?
Elizabeth: That's something you're going to have to ask Emily.
Lucky: No. I already know. I think I've known all along.
Jax: Hello? It's Jax.
Rachel: Hi, it's Rachel. I'm sorry if Iím bothering you, but Courtney needs you at the apartment right away.
Jax: I'll be right over.
Lorenzo: Ric? You need me to testify against Faith, Iím here.
Ric: No, no, not today. This is pro forma. Faith enters a plea, she's bound over for trial, and we all go home.
John: I assume that Faith is pleading guilty.
Ric: I have no idea what Faith is going to do. Ultimately, we have sufficient evidence to convict her on three counts of kidnapping and one of murder.
Jason: Who paid you to kidnap Sonny's children?
Faith: Back off!
Reese: Jason, not here.
Jason: No, I found the money trail. Two deposits in the Cayman Islands -- 2 million the day Kristina was grabbed, 4 million when Michael and Morgan were grabbed. Who's paying you? Who has Michael?
Faith: Are you going to let him stand there and bully me?
Ric: Ok, Jason, don't push a bad situation. Officer Murphy, I want you to escort Mr. Morgan out of the courthouse, please.
Jason: You're going to tell me what I need to know, one way or the other.
Ric: Get him out of here. Get him out of here.
Reese: Let's go.
Alexis: I feel so badly for all of them -- for Jason, for Sonny and Carly. And if they're in denial, I don't blame them because I don't know how anyone ever gets over the loss of a child.
Sonny: New security systems have been installed. The guards are hyper-aware that, you know -- you'd be a lot safer here than you would be at your apartment. I'd like you to stay here, you know, because -- until we find out what happened with Faith and what's going on. But I understand if you're not comfortable here, living here.
Carly: Sonny, we may not be married anymore and our marriage is over but, you know, we're parents together and we always will be. I agree with you. It's safest for Morgan right now, here, and he'll stay here. I will, too.
Sonny: Well, that means a lot to me knowing that you believe that I can still protect you. I needed to hear that. Ahem.
Carly: Hey. Oh. It's ok.
Courtney: Sonny, I am so sorry. If there's anything I can do, just --
Sonny: Well, you just got to believe in Michael. You know, there's still a chance he's -- he's alive.
Courtney: But, I mean, Faith confessed. She's being charged with murder.
Sonny: Cops are wrong. And if you don't believe that, then you shouldn't be here.
Courtney: Well, that went well.
Carly: Look, Sonny's just -- he's dealing with his own doubts. That's why he was hard.
Courtney: Carly, what do you think?
Carly: What do I know? I know Michaelís alive.
Courtney: Oh, I want to believe that. I love Michael so much, I mean, I can't even bear the thought of him being gone.
Carly: He's not. He's not. And I don't care what the F.B.I. thinks or what the police think, or any of them, ok? I'm his mother. And I know him, and I feel it in my heart he is alive. And he's going to come home.
Courtney: Oh, God.
Carly: He's coming home.
Rachel: I was literally just calling you to tell you to stay where you were.
Jax: I thought you said Courtney needed me.
Rachel: Well, I'm sure she does, but she didn't actually ask me to call you. I kind of did that on my own. Surprise. Unfortunately, it ended up on me.
Jax: So what's all this?
Rachel: Well, it's just that Courtneyís been so stressed out lately that I just got the bright idea to do something nice for the two of you, and I made this romantic dinner for two.
Jax: Well, that is very considerate of you.
Rachel: Well, the entrees are in the oven, the salad's in the fridge. I just needed to lure the both of you here, but Courtney proved to be unlurable. "Best laid plans," I guess.
Jax: Well, it's a nice idea.
Rachel: Well -- where is she, anyway?
Jax: She's over at Sonny and Carlyís. Yeah, and, you know, given what happened, I don't know how long she's going to be.
Rachel: Hmm. Well, ok. Well, I hope you like poached salmon because there is plenty.
Jax: Where are you off to?
Rachel: I was just going to go to a bookstore or probably back to the hospital or something.
Jax: While I eat a dinner that you prepared for two? That doesn't seem fair. Why don't you stay and eat with me?
Alan: I know exactly what the two of you are doing. You're feeling guilty because you didn't defend A.J.'s rights. You thought that Michael would be safe with Carly and Sonny. But I knew better, and you wouldn't listen to me.
Monica: Alan, will you calm down, please?
Alan: I'm going to make sure that Faith and Courtney pay for what they did.
Emily: Oh, God. He's really hurting. What can I do?
Monica: Nothing, nothing. I've known Alan longer than I care to admit and there's no reasoning with him when he's like this. He's just going to have to work through his grief the only way he knows how. So, when he's willing and able to accept help, he'll let you know.
Emily: Oh. Hey.
Lucky: That -- that painful?
Emily: Yeah, my family is coming apart at the seams. Sometimes I feel like everything I love is just disintegrating right in front of my eyes.
Lucky: I'm here. You know, and I could use your help. So, if that offer is still on the table for me to move back into Wyndemere --
Lucky: Then I accept. Maybe we can take care of each other.
Judge: Three counts of kidnapping and one count of murder in the death of Michael Corinthos III. How do you plead, Ms. Rosco?
Faith: Not guilty, your honor.
Rachel: I just feel so sorry for Courtney. I mean, her nephew disappearing at the same time that she's the main suspect in a murder investigation? You know, I never met this A.J. character, but from what Iíve heard, he just sounds like a disaster. Just selfish and manipulative.
Jax: Yeah, it's all true. A.J. gave Courtney nothing but misery.
Rachel: I mean, it sounds like she would be justified in killing someone like that. I mean, you never wonder if she actually did?
Jax: No. No, of course not. I mean, Courtney would never do that.
Rachel: See, that's what's so good. You really trust her. Because I have to admit, if I was in the same position as Courtney, and I was engaged to a wonderful man like you are -- and then my ex-husband from hell comes in and just tries to ruin everything? I have to admit I might lash out and do something crazy and kill him in a fit of anger. I mean, crime of passion, right? It happens all the time.
Sonny: Faith pled not guilty.
Carly: What happened to her confession?
Jason: Got a lead. Ok, one of Faith's offshore accounts shows two deposits. The first one is for $2 million on January 31.
Sonny: Ok, that's the day Kristina was kidnapped.
Sonny: What's the other one?
Jason: Right here, February 21.
Carly: That's when they took Michael and Morgan.
Sonny: Ok, Faith wasn't out for revenge, right? She was doing a job; something went wrong, right? That's why she pled not guilty. She wouldn't take the fall for a murder she didn't commit.
[Reporters all yell]
Reese: Please step aside.
Reporter: Ms. Rosco --
Reese: No statements at this time. No statements at this time. Thank you. Please step aside.
John: I know the consequences. I don't give a damn. I want this to end now.
Alan: You monster! You killed my grandson!
Faith: I didn't. All right, look, none of this was my idea. I was paid to take those kids, all right? I was working for somebody else. I only did --
Sonny: Damn it!
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Emily: Lucky decided to stay at Wyndemere after all. We can sit in front of the fire every night.
Lucky: And then we're going to get Nikolas out of prison.
Courtney: You invited him to dinner at my house?
Jax: Take it easy.
Courtney: She was trying to upset me.
Jax: Why would she do that?
Jason: I'm going down.
Reese: Where's Michael?
Sonny: Say it!
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