GH Transcript Thursday 4/28/05

General Hospital Transcript Thursday 4/28/05



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Luke: Oh, yes. Nothing like a good, stiff shot of java to start the day. I wonder -- is it still considered Irish coffee if the whiskey is distilled in -- "Detroit"? Good morning, sunshine! Would you care for a little chitchat?

Tracy: Agh! Luke Spencer, you're a raving lunatic! This is kidnapping!

Luke: Well, technically, it's woman-napping. Did you sleep well?

Tracy: Are you kidding? Tied to a chair and gagged? What do you think?

Luke: I guess I'll have to clean out one of the stockrooms for you or something.

Tracy: Really? How long are you planning on holding me hostage on this tub?

Luke: As long as it takes to get what I want.

John: Is Dr. Webber on duty?

Nurse: I believe so. Would you like me to page him?

John: No, no. I'll just wait until he comes by.

Ric: What are you doing here, Durant?

John: Ooh. Oh. Well, I could probably ask you the same question, but I got a pretty good idea. You're here to clean up the mess you left behind when you killed A.J., and our Sonny-loving federal agent is here to help you.

Jason: Hey, buddy.

Jason: It's -- it's good to see you back in your room. Look, I know that you're still sorting things through and that's -- it's cool, it's okay. I'm not here to make you do anything you're not ready for. I just wanted you to know that I'm here.

Sonny: Hey, hey. That looks nice.

Carly: Yeah.

Sonny: Go put that down. We'll eat while we make decisions.

Carly: It's not for us. It's for Michael. I want to take this up to him and I need you to come with me. I think he needs to see us functioning as a unit.

Sonny: That's -- is this the tray that Michael bought me for my first -- first thing he ever bought me, right?

Carly: Yeah. I was hoping that it would help reconnect him. Seeing familiar objects with good memories attached might make Michael remember how much we've always loved him. Sonny, I can't stand this. My son won't even make eye contact with me.

Sonny: Come here. Come here. Our son is home now. He's going to find his way back on his own. Unfortunately, time is a luxury you don't have.

Tracy: Luke, just call my family. They'll give you whatever you want in exchange for my safe return.

Luke: Ha! Are you kidding? That family of yours would pay me to keep you.

Tracy: Thank you for pointing that out.

Luke: I'm not looking to get rich off you, Tracy. I just want information.

Tracy: I've told you I don't know where Helena is.

Luke: And I don't believe you.

Tracy: Why do you care? The bane of your existence is finally out of your life! Couldn't you just be grateful, instead of trying to resurrect that senile psycho?

Luke: I have reasons.

Tracy: Oh -- getting Nikolas out of prison. Let him rot.

Luke: Well, I tend to agree with you there. But, you see, there is what she did to my son to consider. Why would you care about all this? Look, the point is you tell me what I want to know, and I'll happily wheel you right back into the bosom of your loving family.

Tracy: Don't you think that if I could tell you what you wanted to know I would just to feel the circulation in my legs again? Lukey, please, give me a break.

Luke: You sweet-talker. All right, but just for a minute so you realize what it is you're missing here, okay? Hey -- oh -- damn it! Hold on, now. Oh, Tracy, Tracy. Why do you want to go and do a thing like that for, huh?

Tracy: I would never tell you what you want to know because I won't be intimidated by the likes of you!

Luke: You know what? That's exactly what I've always liked about you -- you're spunky.

Tracy: "Spunky"?

Luke: Mm-hmm.

Tracy: I'm twice the man you'll ever be.

Luke: I beg to differ, cupcake. In your own odd way, you're all woman.

Tracy: Am I supposed to be flattered?

Luke: Come on. Admit it. You like me, too.

Tracy: In your dreams.

Luke: Hmm. Ah. I'll never tell anybody.

Tracy: Luke?

Luke: Hmm?

Tracy: Luke?

Luke: Hmm?

Tracy: Where are you going? Luke -- Luke? Oh, Luke, don't leave me like this! Oh, damn it!

Emily: Mom was right. You're a warhorse, Dad. I just spoke with the doctors, and they expect a full recovery even sooner than they'd hoped.

Alan: Doesn't matter.

Emily: Of course it does. Dad, your survival is the one blessing that we have right now.

Alan: This has got to be the darkest day in my life, Em. Here I am, lying in a hospital bed, having been shot by my son, who was then murdered not two hours later.

Emily: I know. Dad, it's unthinkable that A.J. would do such a thing, and his death is incredibly painful. You loved him with all your heart, whether he deserved it or not, and out of all of us, you're probably the most devastated. That's all the more reason for you not to shut yourself off. Just let Mom help you shoulder the grief. Dad, I know she wants to.

Alan: You couldn't be more wrong. Monica has decided to deal with her grief over A.J. by divorcing me.

Skye: Monica? Do you have a moment?

Monica: Just a moment. I'm due at the hospital.

Skye: I just -- I wanted you to know how -- how deeply sorry I am about A.J.

Monica: Well, thank you. I appreciate that because I know you mean it. We've never been very close, but we do have one thing in common -- we both loved A.J.

Skye: How did we let him get so far away from us, Monica? Why didn't I see it?

Monica: I don't know. I think that A.J. was out of our reach for a very long time. Anyway, I heard that he tried to manipulate you into helping him flee the country with Michael.

Skye: Monica, I couldn't do it, okay, not once I found out that he was responsible for the kidnapping of those children. I hated betraying him to Jason, but he had to be stopped. I hope you understand that.

Monica: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm not blaming you for anything that happened to A.J. He set himself up for everything that led up to his death, and I'm not making excuses for him, not anymore.

Skye: Well, at least A.J. left you something. I happened to see his bank records and he quadrupled the money that he stole from E.L.Q. I guess now that he's dead, it'll revert back to you.

Monica: Our family is really shattered beyond repair. No amount of money is going to bring it back.

Lucky: I hope I didn't keep you waiting long.

Elizabeth: Hi. No, not at all. I just got here.

Mike: Hey. Coffee?

Lucky: Yes, please. Hey, how's Michael?

Mike: Not good. I'm worried about him.

Lucky: He's still unresponsive?

Mike: Yeah. Poor little guy. You know, he's been through one hell of an ordeal, but at least he's back where he belongs. As harsh as it sounds, I'm relieved that A.J. can't hurt Michael or Courtney or anyone else I love ever again.

Lucky: Earth to Elizabeth?

Elizabeth: Sorry. Sorry.

Lucky: You looked pretty far away.

Elizabeth: No, I'm not. I'm right here.

Lucky: Well, you weren't a minute ago. Tell me what's going on. Don't tell me "nothing" because I know you too well.

Elizabeth: Okay. This is hypothetical, but say a friend knows something that a lot of people would be interested to find out.

Lucky: Can you be a little bit more cryptic?

Elizabeth: This person knows something about A.J.ís murder, but it also concerns somebody who's been through the worst kind of hell.

Lucky: You tell your hypothetical friend to go to the police. Elizabeth, don't get caught in this cover-up. If you know something that points to A.J.ís killer, then you have to tell it.

John: Neither one of you should be near this case. You both had good reason to want A.J. dead.

Ric: Well, we could say the same thing about you, John.

John: I never met the man.

Ric: Yes, but you knew the emotional torture that A.J. put Carly through. You saw his handiwork in your grandson's eyes. I'd say that was motive enough.

Reese: Yeah, and what were you doing near A.J.ís hospital room right after he was murdered anyway?

Ric: Yeah, true.

John: I was looking for Dr. Webber. I thought he might be with Rachel Adair.

Reese: Convenient.

Ric: Mm-hmm. Yeah.

John: Ooh, chills. Aren't you the detective? That's a mighty shaky finger you're pointing there, Agent Marshall.

Reese: So now you're accusing me? We're really grasping at straws now.

Ric: Oh, you don't understand. Durant would accuse Mother Teresa if it deflected attention away from the one person who had a real reason to kill A.J. -- Carly.

Carly: Why don't you just come out and say it? You think I killed A.J.

Sonny: I'm asking. Did you?

Carly: No! Do you believe me?

Sonny: Yeah.

Carly: Are you sure? No reservations?

Sonny: Well, you've lied to me about plenty, but you wouldn't lie to me about this.

Carly: I realize how bad it looks. No one wanted A.J. dead more than me. I threatened to kill him, and, yes, I went to his room with every intention to carry out that threat, but I -- and I would have if someone else hadn't beaten me to it, but -- are we done discussing A.J.? I can't -- my son is upstairs and he needs me!

Sonny: You got to take this seriously, Carly.

Carly: What?

Sonny: You can't just go upstairs to hide! Everyone from the Quartermaines to the cops to whoever tried to kill A.J. is trying to figure out a way to put you behind bars! You want to help your son? You want to help Michael? Help me keep his mother out of prison!

Jason: It's got to be kind of nice to be back in your room. A lot better than the hospital. At least you can open the windows, you got trees outside.

Jason: You know, you can go downstairs and grab popcorn or cookies whenever you feel like it. Or you can just sit here. It's okay. All you need to know is that I'm right downstairs if you need me. And that I love you. That's never going to change.

Emily: Look, Dad, Mom doesn't really want a divorce, okay, any more than she wanted to sell the house. Something else is going on.

Alan: You think?

Emily: Look, Mom's been acting really weird lately. I mean, I know that she has reason -- A.J. put our family through hell -- but I think it's more than that. There's something that she's not telling us, and that's what's driving her.

Alan: I don't understand it. How could she be so cruel and selfish at a time like this?

Monica: That's so typical -- Alan the victim. You know damn well why I'm divorcing you.

Emily: Could someone tell me, please, because I'm at a loss here.

Monica: Your father is trying to have Jason arrested for A.J.ís murder. He's talked to Mac, he skewed some facts, and so it looks like Jason said outright that he planned to kill A.J.

Emily: Is that true?

Alan: I was simply relating the circumstances of the murder to Mac, telling him what I knew. I had no choice. Mac's conducting an investigation.

Emily: Jason is your son, too, Dad, and he didn't kill A.J.!

Alan: You know, your faith in Jason is very, very touching. Unfortunately, it's something that I don't share. You see, I know what he's capable of. He commits murder for a living.

Emily: You know, I don't blame Mom. Right now I'd want to divorce you, too.

Alan: So it's not bad enough that you abandon me? Now you've turned our daughter against me.

Monica: Oh, I just saved you the trouble, Alan. You would have alienated Emily all by yourself eventually. She loves Jason. You vilifying him only makes it clear to her how much you avoid the truth. Look, we stunk as parents, but it didn't give A.J. an excuse to do what he did to his own child. It did not give him an excuse to put Michael through the hell he did.

Alan: Why don't you just admit it? You're glad A.J. Is dead, aren't you?

John: I had nothing to do with A.J.ís murder, and neither did Carly.

Ric: Oh, big surprise you'd say that.

John: It's a fact. I was heading to the water fountain on the fourth floor.

Reese: On the fourth floor?

John: I saw Carly standing there at the time that A.J. was -- yeah, that's right, the fourth-floor water fountain.

Reese: Naturally, you approached Carly, right?

John: No.

Reese: No.

John: No, I didnít. I didn't want to stress her out, which I seem to do at the best of times.

Ric: Hmm, that's hardly an airtight alibi for either of you.

Reese: Yeah, especially when you take into account the fact that Carly made a threat on A.J.ís life just minutes before he was murdered.

John: I'm just telling you what happened.

Reese: Okay. Well, it should be easy enough to check for witnesses on the fourth floor that night, right? And, also, I'm going to have an officer time the trip to A.J.ís room.

Ric: That's a good idea.

John: So you're buying into Ric's theory that Carly killed A.J.? Now, why doesn't that surprise me? Trying to frame my daughter for a murder, put her in prison so you can have her husband all to yourself.

Sonny: Sit down. Did anyone see you go in to see A.J. the second time?

Carly: I don't think so.

Sonny: Can you think about it? Can you remember? Maybe you saw a couple of scrubs out of the corner of your eye? Maybe somebody opened a door in the hallway? You didn't see any of that, right? Is that what's --

Carly: How's Michael?

Jason: He's the same.

Carly: Oh, God, it's a nightmare. When is my son going to come back to me?

Jason: Carly -- when he's ready, Carly. I remembered something. You remember how Michael shut down after he saw Ric grab you? He wasn't talking to us, and all of a sudden he started bouncing that ball for hours on end? Well, it might not work again, but I thought, you know, it was at least worth a shot, so I put a ball up in his room.

Carly: Oh, a ball? And giving Michael enough time so he can retreat so far he'll never come back doesn't work for me. Okay, I'm going to go give Michael his breakfast, and I'm going to stay with him until I can convince him of how much he's loved.

Sonny: It's a mistake, Carly. You can't push this. Michael's got to come back in his own time.

Carly: I'm sorry. When did you get your degree in psychology?

Sonny: I'm sorry. When did you?

Carly: Well, all right. Well, we'll just see who's right, won't we?

Sonny: She's going to -- she's going to get herself arrested.

Jason: Sonny, I know she is.

Sonny: I mean, she's so obsessed, you know, with Michael she doesn't want to work with us on clearing her on the charges that's going to come through that door any minute.

Jason: Have you heard anything from the cops yet?

Sonny: No, and that's not a good sign because if they had a case against Carly, that means they'd call us in for questioning. This silent thing, you know, makes me think that they're working on a warrant.

Jason: Look, we need to get her out of the country. I'll prep the jet. I'll call ahead to Puerto Rico. She's got to go.

Sonny: I know she's got to go, but she's not going to go, because Michael's in no shape to leave, which tells me she's not going anywhere without him.

Carly: Hey there, Mr. Man. I brought you some of those cinnamon muffins that you like so much. Do you recognize the tray? Remember I helped you pick it out for Dad's birthday? You remember? He still uses it so much. Maybe we should think about going and buying another one for father's day. I'm here, Michael.

Monica: This is why I am done with you -- the fact that you could accuse me of being glad my son is dead just so you can avoid taking responsibility for your own behavior.

Alan: Which behavior is that, Monica? So many things I do are objectionable to you, it's hard for me to keep track.

Monica: Well, if you had shown the slightest bit of common sense, you would have called the police when A.J. And Michael showed up. Our son would be alive right now -- in prison, but he'd be alive. But, no, you couldn't do that, Alan, because you can't admit that there is anything that you can't control, be it alcohol or drugs or A.J.ís sociopathic tendencies. Uh-uh. No, you've got to be the hero. You had to run to A.J.ís aid. You were going to fix his unfixable problems.

Alan: I was trying to be a good parent to my son.

Monica: Oh, and what a bang-up job you did, Alan. Your son's dead!

Alan: You're not without blame!

Monica: You're right. You're absolutely right. I'm probably just as guilty as you are of turning a blind eye. But at least I own it. I'm not going out trying to get my other son to take the fall for my mistakes.

Alan: You and I don't agree about Jason. We probably never will. I understand you being as angry with me as you are, but it's not enough to end our marriage, Monica. Can't you at least take some time to calm down?

Monica: No. No, I can't, Alan. In fact, I am filing this week.

Alan: So that's it, then?

Monica: That's it, then.

Alan: So then all we have to discuss is what we're going to do with our son's body.

Monica: I don't think having a second memorial service is the right thing.

Alan: Neither do I.

Monica: Huh -- something we agree on. Well -- I would suggest that we have his body cremated and put in the family crypt.

Alan: Monica -- Monica? Now that our son is dead and he has paid the ultimate price for his mistakes, can you forgive him? I understand the fact that you will never forgive me, but can you please forgive him?

Ric: Elizabeth? I was wondering if we could ask you a few questions?

Elizabeth: Okay.

Reese: You gave A.J. a sedative the night he was killed.

Elizabeth: I told you I didn't feel good about it, but, yes, I did.

Reese: Okay, well, looking back and considering everything that happened, did he say or do anything that was out of the ordinary when you were in his room? If you know something, Elizabeth, it's best to tell us now.

Ric: Please, just tell us the truth, okay. It has a way of coming out. You don't want to be left holding the bag.

Elizabeth: All right, there is something I didn't mention.

Mac: Dr. Webber?

Steven: Yeah?

Mac: Did you run the test on the D.N.A. samples on A.J.ís pillow?

Steven: Yeah, I sure did. I made it my top priority.

Mac: And?

Steven: I think we found our killer.

Sonny: Didn't go well?

Carly: No. Michael didn't want to have anything to do with me or the food. But, you know -- but I'm not giving up, because it was a bad reaction, but it was a reaction. He was even tossing the ball back and forth when I walked in there.

Sonny: You need to give it some time, okay? We got -- we need your help.

Jason: Yeah.

Sonny: We need to talk to you about something.

Jason: You visited A.J.ís room twice in 10 minutes. Did anything look different the second time you were there?

Carly: I don't -- I don't think so.

Jason: No? Okay, what about the pillow? Where was the pillow the first time you were in the room?

Carly: Jason, I can't think straight! I don't know. My son is upstairs in terrible pain. I don't care how much trouble I'm in. I can't stop worrying about him. Maybe I should just go up there one more time to see if I can connect with him.

Sonny: You're not going to get through to Michael, and you're not going to get through to Michael if you're in prison, Carly.

Jason: Carly, you might have to leave the country for a while.

Carly: No way. No, I'm not leaving my son.

Sonny: Damn it, Carly! Listen to me, okay? Your freedom is on the line here, and if you're too distracted to make decisions, then I'm going to make them for you!

Georgie: Dillon, seriously, you are making me love independent films. Who knew that two people going through Paris could be so -- so compelling --

Tracy: Hello? I need help! Oh, Dillon, darling, I'm so glad you're here!

Georgie: What in the world --

Dillon: Who did this to you?

Tracy: Luke, Luke -- he's come back nuttier than ever.

Dillon: Oh. I have a better question -- what did you do?

Tracy: Me? I'm the one tied to a chair.

Dillon: Yeah. Well, Luke must have had a reason.

Tracy: Whose side are you on?

Dillon: I haven't decided yet.

[Tracy gasps]

Dillon: Why don't you tell me what happened?

Tracy: Are you mocking me? Shut your mouth. Luke drugged me and then he dragged me over here. He is going to keep me hostage here until I tell him where Helena is. Hello! My butt's numb. Would you get me out of this chair?

Georgie: Are you going to let her go?

Dillon: I don't know.

Tracy: What? What?

Dillon: Well, my mom has worked with Helena before, and it's not unreasonable to think that she would do it again.

Tracy: Oh, I can't believe I'm hearing my own son side with kook Spencer instead of his mother.

Dillon: Hey, you got to me kidding me, right? My entire life you've done nothing but scheme and cheat and lie -- mostly for money -- and you don't really care if it leaves a trail of chaos behind, do you? You don't really care if people get hurt, do you? Now, I'm thinking that Luke needs to find Helena in order to get Nikolas out of prison. That, to me, seems like a worthy cause. So if my mom here happens to know something that might help him out, maybe we should just leave her.

Tracy: Thank heavens -- a cooler head to prevail. Your boyfriend is holding me hostage, and it is up to you to let me go.

Luke: Hello, Emily.

Emily: Luke. You're back.

Luke: Yep, like the proverbial bad penny.

Emily: Any luck finding Helena?

Luke: I'm getting there. Someone's been siphoning funds out of various Cassadine accounts. I assume it wasn't you?

Emily: No.

Luke: Well, it isn't Helena either, which means she'll soon surface to find out whose hand is in her wallet.

Emily: You really think that she's going to come out of hiding?

Luke: To get her money back? You betcha.

Emily: Yeah. And once we have evidence that Helenaís alive, Nikolas is going to be released.

Reese: Looks like we have enough.

Mac: That potential conflict of interest no longer exists.

Ric: Let's make the arrest.

Carly: I can get through to Michael. I know I can. But if I leave, he'll never trust me.

Sonny: Carly, can you just think about this for a second? If you go to the island, you will buy us enough time to clear you of the murder charges.

Carly: No one's accused me of killing A.J.

Jason: They're going to, Carly. They will.

Carly: Good, let them. I'm going to take Morgan upstairs.

Sonny: Yeah.

Carly: Here, here, honey. He just loves his little brother. I think that he may be able to relate to him in a way that grownups canít.

Sonny: Oh, yeah? What makes you think it's not going to be more pressure on Michael if you bring him up there? You know, A.J. already told him how much we love Morgan more than him.

Carly: Right, and I'm going to prove to him that A.J.ís wrong. I'm going to show him that I love both my children equally, both my sons.

Sonny: You are causing more damage to my son's health and your freedom.

Sam: Sonny, Carly, look, I'll take Morgan upstairs for you. It just might make the moment a little bit more neutral.

Carly: No, thanks.

Jason: I think, actually, that's a good idea.

Sonny: I agree. Look, hey, A.J. trashed Michael's trust in us, and he never really knew Sam.

Carly: Okay, I won't have Sam doing my job as Michael's mother.

Sonny: Carly, this isn't about your parenting skills. This is about the damage that was done to our son, and we need to be more careful.

Jason: Carly, if Sam takes Morgan to Michael, it's going to be a good idea because, you know what? Michael's not going to feel any pressure. He can bond with his brother without our expectations and hopes, okay?

Carly: All right.

Sam: Hey.

Carly: Thanks.

Sam: You're welcome. Hi, sweetheart. Okay. Just wish me luck.

Carly: Okay.

Sam: Wow. Look at this. Hey, Michael? I was wondering if you could help me out. I'm kind of stuck. Look, I pulled Morgan duty, and I really don't know what to do. You know, I am not that good with kids, and your brother is a little fussy right now, and I know that you know exactly what to do. And I don't want to damage your brother for the rest of his life, so I was wondering if maybe, just maybe you could help me out. Oh. Look at that. Oh -- there we go. Good job.

Carly: What -- what happened? How's Michael?

Sam: Ahem. Well, Leticia is watching him while he plays with Morgan.

Sonny: Michael reached out to his brother?

Sam: Yeah, a little bit. I mean, he didn't acknowledge me at all, but he's rolling the ball back and forth to Morgan.

Carly: I have to go see!

Jason: No, no, no, Carly. Just -- just take it easy, okay? Everything's good up there. Don't -- don't risk ruining this moment.

Dillon: What do you think?

Skye: Oh, believe me, there's a part of me that would like to leave Tracy exactly where she is for a hundred reasons that have nothing to do with Helena. But I have sworn off having anything to do with Luke's crazy schemes. I'm thinking we should let her go.

Dillon: Really? Well, yeah, Luke's world is a dark and scary place -- been there, done that, got the t-shirt -- and she is my mom.

Tracy: Oh, darling, I'm so glad you remembered that.

Dillon: But Emily really does love Nikolas, and my mom must have something that Luke feels he can use to out Helena and clear him.

Georgie: And, you know, it is safe here, and with you a deck below, it really is just like storing your mom in the attic or something.

Skye: Okay. I'm convinced. This one last time, we will look the other way --

Tracy: Ah --

Skye: And leave Tracy to Luke.

Tracy: No! You must be kidding!

Dillon: Shh.

Tracy: You can't -- oh, my --

Dillon: Ooh, this -- ah -- sorry, Mom.

Georgie: Bye-bye.

Luke: Come here. You look so good, like nothing ever happened.

Lucky: Yeah, well, I'm glad you're back.

Luke: Really? You mean that?

Lucky: Yeah. I missed you.

Luke: You missed me? Well, there's some progress.

Emily: I'll wait for you inside, Lucky.

Lucky: Okay.

Luke: So, turns out you're your old man's son after all, huh?

Lucky: Okay.

Luke: Helena put you in a coma, you knew payback was in order, so you did exactly what I would have done. You hit her right where she lives -- right in her bank account.

Lucky: Dad, I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about.

Luke: You haven't been siphoning money out of the Cassadine coffers?

Lucky: No.

Luke: Oh. Well, the important thing is Helena has been set up to walk into a trap. But I need Emily to spring it.

Carly: What a beautiful sight. Look at you guys -- my two guys together. We're a real family again, and we always will be. Always.

Reese: Ric and the police are on their way with a warrant for Carly's arrest.

Sonny: What do they have?

Reese: They have D.N.A. evidence of Carly on the pillow that smothered A.J., and they also have an eyewitness, Elizabeth Webber. She says that A.J. told her that Carly threatened his life just a few minutes before he died. And then to make matters worse, she's willing to swear that she saw Carly running out of his room a few minutes after that, so it's open-and-shut murder one.

Luke: Honey, I'm home! Hey -- I thought I took that thing off.

Tracy: Hmm! So many people are going to pay for this little caper, I don't know where to begin.

Luke: You must be hungry enough by now to eat dolphin on toast, but you're going to have to settle for cow on a bun. I have a lovely juicy burger here, which I will trade --

Tracy: Ugh!

Luke: I'm going to trade it, if you'll just give me Helenaís cell number.

Tracy: Not hungry, especially for that slop that passes for food at Kellyís. Hide it. I don't even want to see it.

Luke: Well, I thought you might say that, so I have an option here. Beluga? Or bonbons?

Tracy: Oh. That I can take. Give them to me.

Luke: Okay, I'd be happy to. But you have to give me something in return.

Tracy: Luke Spencer, I have told you I do not know where Helena Cassadine is.

Luke: Oh, no, it's not that. I want you to publicly admit that you've been stealing money from the Cassadine accounts.

Tracy: Why would I do that? I've never touched Cassadine money.

Luke: Oh, that's no problem. I've been cooking the books to make it look like you did.

Tracy: You're setting me up?

Luke: Yep. You're bait, sweetheart. I'm chumming for a great white Helena.

Helena: There has been yet another withdrawal from one of my accounts. Now, I need that money back. All of it. And I know exactly where to find it.

Emily: Oh, my family is disintegrating before my eyes and I can't seem to stop it.

Lucky: I'm sorry. You know what the good news is? Nikolas is going to be released soon. According to my dad, Helenaís going to follow her missing money and we'll prove she's still alive.

Emily: Yeah, I -- I know. I know. That'll be great.

Lucky: You're afraid Nikolas is going to be released, aren't you, because you will have to tell him you were raped?

Monica: I don't appreciate being summoned. I mean, I know you're trying to help, but this is basically between Alan and me.

Skye: Well, I have no intention of interfering. I just needed to speak to the two of you together. I have some news about A.J.ís estate.

Alan: Tell us.

Skye: All of A.J.ís money has been confiscated as criminal assets by the U.S. government. The Quartermaines have no claim on any of it.

Ric: So this is where you went.

Sonny: If you're here to question me, Reese already beat you to it.

Mac: We're here for Carly. We have a warrant for her arrest.

Reese: Carly's not in the house.

Mac: Did you conduct a search or take Sonny's word for it? Upstairs.

Sonny: No -- Mac! My son's upstairs, he's upset. I don't want him to go through any more.

Mac: Get him out of the way. Get him out of the way.

Sonny: Mac -- Mac -- Mac?

Jason: Carly, it's time.

Carly: I'm not leaving the children.

Jason: They're downstairs. We have to move right now.

Carly: I mean it, Jason. I'm not leaving.

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Luke: Money is being transferred into your accounts as we speak.

Alan: If you divorce me now, you're not going to get much.

Sonny: Don't do this to my son.

Mac: He's trying to buy time. We go up now.

Sonny: Come on, Ric.

Carly: Michael is beginning to respond.

Jason: You need to leave now.

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