GH Transcript Thursday 10/6/05

General Hospital Transcript Thursday 10/6/05

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Skye: Oh, it's got to be somewhere!  Oh! Oh, God! What are you doing here?

Lorenzo: I live here. What's your excuse?

Skye: You're supposed to be at the opera.

Lorenzo: And you're supposed to have a headache. The last person who broke into my home ended up in a body bag at the bottom of Blue Lake.

Skye: Well, that wouldn't happen to little old harmless me.

Lorenzo: Skye, what do I have to do to convince you there's danger here?

Georgie: I hate my life.

Brook Lynn: I would, too, if I had to wear that dress.

Georgie: My mom picked it.

Brook Lynn: Oh, that explains it.

Georgie: Is it really as gruesome as I think?

Brook Lynn: Um -- what's the occasion?

Georgie: Homecoming dance.

Brook Lynn: Homecoming? Oh, you're fine.

Georgie: Well, do you think this is bad? It gets worse. Mac picked my date.

Brook Lynn: Why? Aren't you going with Dillon?

Dillon: How far are we going to take this thing? Should I just save everyone a whole lot of time and energy and walk around campus with a t-shirt that says "I'm the perv"?

Maxie: Do you have one?

Dillon: Do you think this is funny? It's bad enough I got dragged into the police station on account of being the prime suspect, but do you know what it's like to get labeled as a guy who drugs women and takes pictures of them naked? Your social options start to dwindle alarmingly quickly.

Maxie: That means the plan's working.

Dillon: I'm not consoled.

Maxie: Look, Dillon, I know this is rough for you. It's rough for all of us, but the perv is convinced you're about to be arrested for his crimes, so he's ready to set you up for the final fall.

Dillon: Oh.

Maxie: And when he does, we're going to be there and we're going to take him down.

Dillon: Yeah, how? When?

Jesse: How does tonight grab you?

Sam: It's amazing.

Jason: Yeah, it's -- it's nice.

Woman: You can access the beach by a small pathway on the side of the house. And as you can see from the front door, the views will bring the most beautiful Maui sunsets right inside. Welcome to your private island paradise. I'll leave you two to enjoy it. Aloha.

Sam: Aloha. Wow. Do you smell the flowers? And the ocean breeze, it just kind of feels like it caresses your skin. And listen to the quiet. Look around, Jason. We're all by ourselves. And do you already want to go home?  Starting a new life here has to be what we both want. I don't want you to stay here just to please me.

Jason: No, Sam, this is -- this is where I want to be.

Sam: You're sure?

Jason: Yeah. If we would have stayed in Port Charles, something bad would have happened. I mean, this way we get a fresh start. No one knows who we are or what I used to do. It's good.

Sam: I'm glad you said that. You know, this island -- it speaks to my soul.

Jason: Maybe it'll speak to mine, too.

Sam: I am banking on it, really.

Jason: You know what? I'm probably going to have to find a job because, you know, something tells me I'm not the "Hang at the beach all day" kind of guy.

Sam: Oh, you're not going to go work right away, are you?

Jason: No, no, no, no. We brought enough cash to coast on for a while.

Sam: Ok.

Jason: We don't have to rush into anything.

Sam: Well, I kind of want to go see Danny right away.

Jason: Ok.

Sam: So if you want to come with me, I would love for you to come with me.

Jason: Oh, you know what? I'm just going to -- I think I'm going to hang out here and just check everything out.

Sam: Ok. You won't regret this. I promise.

Georgie: Dillon is in college now, like he's going to care about some high school formal or homecoming.

Brook Lynn: Meaning you didn't ask him?

Georgie: I was too mortified. And now I am stuck with a geek that's one of my dad's friend's son, who doesn't even go to my school. Brook.

Brook Lynn: What?

Georgie: His name is Hank. When have you ever met a hunk named Hank?

Brook Lynn: You never know.

Georgie: Hello, Brook? Yes. Yes, I do. He's going to be a geek. He said he'd be wearing a white carnation and, you know, as if the high-water pants and the glasses wouldn't give it away.

Brook Lynn: Ok, so you're going to have one bad date, Georgie. I think you'll live through it.

Georgie: Your empathy really touches me.

Brook Lynn: Look, I'm sorry, ok? I was just -- I was drugged, I was taken to God knows where. I don't remember being stripped or having nude photos taken of me, so I'm sorry. The idea of you hanging out with a nerd named Hank who your father has approved of already, I just -- I can't feel sorry for you, Georgie, and I'm sorry. What is up with that headband?

Georgie: What? What?

Brook Lynn: Come here, come here, come here. Oh, is this your mom's doing?

Georgie: Yes.

Brook Lynn: That'll explain it, yeah. There you go. Look, hey, why didn't you ask Dillon?

Georgie: Because I wanted him to remember the events in my life like he used to. And he didn't, so that proves that my worst fear is coming true. I'm losing my boyfriend to college.

Announcer: The role of Lucas Jones is now being played by Ben Hogestyn.

Jesse: You need to be around a lot of witnesses tonight and nowhere near campus. That way, if the perp strikes, you got an alibi.

Dillon: But if he's trying to frame me, shouldn't I be conveniently located at the party?

Jesse: No, I want you clear. I'm not letting this perp call the shots any longer.

Dillon: Well, it seems to me like he is calling the shots.

Jesse: That's why I'm the cop and you're not. The profile on this perp says that he's compulsive. We set the scene; he's not going to be able to control himself. He's going to be at the party tonight, and when he shows up, we're going to get him.

Dillon: Who's your backup?

Jesse: Maxie.

Dillon: Maxie. Huh.

Jesse: I brought body mikes from the station so we can stay in contact with each other.

Maxie: Cool!

Dillon: "Cool"? "Cool"? No, this is not cool. What is wrong with you, sticking her in the middle of this?

Maxie: Hey, I have a stake in catching this guy, too. If you remember correctly, he called and said that I owe him.

Dillon: I don't like this. I donít.

Jesse: Well, no offense, but you don't have to. Just do your part and keep playing it like we all think you're the guy.

Lucas: Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt. You got a minute?

Dillon: Yeah, actually, I got all the time in the world, because whatever you got going on is better than convincing my so-called friends that I don't drug women.

Lucas: Oh, well, you've still got one friend left. You know that girl I mentioned, Hollis? She's in the commons room downstairs asking about you again.

Dillon: Did you hear that, guys? That's my next victim right there. I'll be with you in a second.

Jesse: Hey, are you sure you're ok with this? I can go another way.

Maxie: Don't you dare. I meant what I said. I have a stake in catching this guy. My only question is, what if we go through with all this and he doesn't show up?

Jesse: Then we keep setting up until he does. Look, it's got to be sooner than later, though. I'm not sure I can pass enough classes to stay undercover much longer.

Maxie: Well, I mean, you did get stuck with the worst tutor. Georgie got the brains and I got the other attributes.

Jesse: Are you trying to distract me?

Maxie: Is it working?

Jesse: We have prep to do.

Maxie: Oh.

Jesse: And we have to get down to the commons to figure out how we're going to use it. All right, then we got to get back up here so I can show you how to use the mikes. Hey -- I'll make it up to you later, I promise.

Maxie: I am going to remember that you said that.

Jesse: All right. Let's go. Hey. Professor Taylor. What brings you by?

Prof. Taylor: The F you pulled on your latest paper. I hope you don't have any plans for tonight.

Lorenzo: All right. Let me see if I can figure this out. You snuck -- no, you broke into my home to see if you could ferret out information on Lukeís location.

Skye: I admit nothing.

Lorenzo: Well, there's only one other explanation. Were you planning to crawl in my bed and surprise me?

Skye: The thought never crossed my mind.

Lorenzo: I told you Luke would be back soon, and I meant it. Other than me, there's nothing here to find.

Skye: If that were true, you wouldn't be so irritated. I was close to finding something when you walked in.

Lorenzo: If you insist on living out this detective novel in your mind, I suppose there's nothing I can do about that. But this is not the place to indulge those fantasies, Skye. Anything in this home is either personal or it has something to do with my business. Either way, you could be getting into more trouble than you know how to deal with.

Skye: There you go again -- another threat.

Lorenzo: Just trying to keep you in one luscious piece.

Skye: Excuse me. What do you think you're doing?

Lorenzo: I'm about to take a long, hot shower. You can stay and watch if you'd like, or even better, you could join me.

Skye: Oh. In your dreams.

Lorenzo: What you're looking for could be standing right in front of you, Skye.

Skye: Oh, arrogant bore. Let go of me. I -- I want to leave. Let go of me.

Lorenzo: If you insist.  I haven't heard from Luke Spencer in a couple of days. I want you to go to his hotel and tell me what he's been up to.

Waiter: Can I help you, sir?

Man: Luke Spencerís room -- which one?

Waiter: Sorry. I can't divulge any information about our guests.

Man: Oh, is that right? Maybe this will help you. Easy. Here you go, kid. Thank you. Claymore Scotch. You're done. We started with what you love.

Jesse: I know this isn't the best paper ever written, but an F? I mean, doesn't that seem a little harsh?

Maxie: I'll say it is. I thought that paper was one of the best I -- I mean, from what little Jesse read to me, I thought that paper was pretty impressive.

Prof. Taylor: I don't have a problem with the paper per se. It's actually quite good. I just don't believe you wrote it.

Jesse: Well, why would you say that? Of course I wrote this paper.

Prof. Taylor: This is a human sexuality course. Most young men take it thinking they're going to be watching hot videos and sex movies all day long. When they find out this isn't the case, they can't get to the door fast enough.

Maxie: Well, Jesseís not like most guys.

Jesse: I'm here to learn.

Prof. Taylor: According to this paper, there isn't much I can teach you. Would you like to enlighten me as to how at your tender age you already know so much about the female libido?

Maxie: Men are a lot more sensitive these days.

Jesse: Yeah. That's me. I'm sensitive.

Maxie: You have no idea.

Prof. Taylor: Hmm. I'm not convinced. This paper was written from a distinctly female perspective. That set off a few alarms, so I conducted some research. Since your enrollment at P.C.U., you've exhibited deplorable attendance and barely passing grades in every class. I found your admissions file to be unusually incomplete, including the alarming implication that you appeared in this world full blown since you don't seem to have any parents. I'm ready to call for a full investigation and maybe --

Maxie: You can't do that.

Jesse: Please. Donít. If I fail out of this university, it would be disastrous. Please, donít.

Prof. Taylor: All right. I'll give you one chance to redeem yourself.

Brook Lynn: Ok. Ahem. Let me be the voice of experience -- not much, admittedly, but at least I can tell you what I've learned already. Ok, so the adjustment, it's overwhelming. You know, you go from being the lofty senior to absolutely nobody, and I mean nobody. Then, you know, we're living with people, we have no idea who they are, and the classes -- oh, my gosh, the classes are so much harder. They are. But you don't want to let anybody know that, right, because like anywhere else, you're either really cool or the epitome of lame, and -- oh, gosh, poor Dillon. You know, on top of everything, he's walking around, people are looking at him like if he's this perv.

Georgie: Well, actually, there's some good news, because he's -- he's not the number one suspect anymore.

Brook Lynn: Excuse me?

Georgie: They practically have proof he didn't do it.

Brook Lynn: Wait. Who is "they"?

Georgie: The cops. But --

Brook Lynn: The cops. The cops.

Georgie: Yes, we're still pretending like Dillon did it because we want to flush out the real perv.

Brook Lynn: That's great, but was anybody going to tell me this, because if I remember correctly, yeah, I was one of the guy's first victims.

Georgie: Brook, I'm sorry. You were not intentionally left out of the loop but -- but you really have to be quiet about this, because if you talk it could ruin the whole sting and -- and I know that you want to catch this guy as much as everybody else.

Brook Lynn: My lips are sealed. Ok?

Georgie: Yeah.

Brook Lynn: What?

Georgie: I just can't believe he didn't remember, Brook.

Brook Lynn: Georgie, did you not hear anything I just said? Look, stop being so selfish, all right? Cut Dillon some slack, please, and if you can't do that, then ask him to take you to the dance.

Georgie: Well, you're never going to have a job in the U.N., but you're right.

Brook Lynn: Thank you.

Georgie: I'm going to go ask Dillon to the dance, so if Hank shows up, can you please keep him occupied?

Brook Lynn: Yeah.

Georgie: Yes?

Brook Lynn: How did you describe him again? Was a hopeless nerd, a fashion victim? What was it, a carnation?

Georgie: Yeah, right.

Brook Lynn: Mm-hmm.

Georgie: Got it?

Brook Lynn: Well, at least you got one of the three. Mm-hmm.

Georgie: Oh, my God. He's --

Brook Lynn: To lay down and die for? Yeah.

Georgie: You'll do me a big favor?

Brook Lynn: What? To have meaningless sex with him all night?

Georgie: Brook, no. No.

Brook Lynn: Ok.

Georgie: Just --

Brook Lynn: What? What? What?

Georgie: Just keep him occupied; keep him company in case something goes wrong. Please?

Brook Lynn: For how long?

Georgie: Please, please? Thank you.

Brook Lynn: Oh.

Hank: Excuse me. Are you --?

Brook Lynn: You must be Hank.

Hank: Georgie?

Brook Lynn: No, unfortunately.

Jason: What happened?

Sam: Danny didn't want to see me.

Jason: Oh, Sam, I'm sorry. Did they say why?

Sam: Oh. No, I mean, Danny feels abandoned and I can't say that I blame him. When I first decided to send him here, I guess I was just seeing things from my point of view, you know? A great school, a beautiful island, a school that's dedicated to serving people with special needs, you know? I didn't look at the situation through Dannyís eyes. I told him that I would be there for him, and -- and he believed me, and I told him that I would visit him every two months, and I did -- at first, but so much has happened this year. I just haven't been able to visit him in so long. I -- I just got so caught up in my own life. You know, I deserted the one person who needs me the most.

Jason: Yeah, I understand how you feel. I think it's what I just did to everyone back in Port Charles.

Prof. Taylor: If you want to stay in this school, you're going to have to pass a test in my course.

Jesse: Great. Just leave it here. I'll hand it in first thing in the morning.

Prof. Taylor: This will be an oral exam. I'll give you 10 minutes to send your study partner home so you can prepare.

Jesse: Great. I haven't even opened the book to this course yet. I'm dead.

Maxie: Not necessarily.

Diego: Hey, Lucas. I just saw the flier. What's the occasion?

Lucas: Well, let's see. It's -- it's college, it's after dark. What more do you need?

Diego: Right. Well, are you -- are you thinking of sticking around?

Lucas: Yeah. I had other plans, but why not? What about you?

Diego: Well, I might just stay for a little longer.

Lucas: You can forget about that one.

Diego: You know her?

Lucas: Yeah, Hollis. She's got the hots for Dillon. It must be that whole danger thing.

Hollis: Dillon Quartermaine?

Dillon: I'll take a stab at this. Hollis?

Hollis: I've been dying to meet you.

Dillon: Oh. Honored. Why?

Hollis: I heard you want to be a director.

Dillon: Ah. And you're an actress. And -- yeah.

Hollis: No way. I want to direct, too.

Dillon: Oh. That's a fact? It's a pleasure to meet you.

Jason: You know, from what you and everyone keeps telling me, Sonny and Carly and the kids and Emily -- they were my family. And now they're in trouble. But I can't remember them, I don't feel a connection, but I feel like I'm turning my back on all of them and they have to feel as slammed and as lost as Danny.

Sam: No. Jason, no, that's different. Danny has a mental handicap. Without me, he is all alone in this world. Sonny, he has got so many people tripping over each other to give him whatever he wants -- Carly, Ric, Reese, Justus, all of his men. Emily -- she's got the whole Quartermaine clan. You did not make a conscious decision to turn your back on him. You lost your memory. You lost the connection.

Jason: Yeah, I know, but it was starting to come back. You know, the flashes, the faces, the emotions -- who knows what would have happened if I would have stayed?

Sam: Ok. Well, have you changed your mind? Do you want to go back?

Jason: No. No, I don't, because I left the most important person out, and that's you. You know, when you were gone, I took a walk down by the beach.

Sam: It's amazing.

Jason: Yeah. Looked up, you know? The sky was clear, blue. I could hear the ocean. It felt peaceful and good, the way I feel with you. You are my family. You're the only one I need. And Danny, he's going to come around and he's going to be a part of the family, too.

 [Whistling]

Lorenzo: Ahem.

Man: Javier is here to see you.

Lorenzo: Hmm. Bring him in.

Javier: Who the hell's Luke Spencer? Why is his nose all over my family's business in Miami?

Maxie: All right, we're going to have to pick up on this later. I think we should probably get in our positions and do a test run or something.

Jesse: No, wait, wait, wait. I'm not entirely comfortable with you hanging out of the fire escape.

Maxie: We are only on the second floor, and there's a nice, comfy bush down there in case I need to take a dive or something. Oh -- I'm ok. All right, go, say something.

Jesse: Hey, what happens if you don't know the answer to one of the questions?

Maxie: On human sexuality? I'm not worried. Looks like we're in business.

Jesse: Ah, looks like.

Maxie: You can tell me what a genius I am later.

[Knock on door]

Prof. Taylor: Ready, Mr. Beaudry?

Jesse: Come in.

Maxie: For anything you can throw at us.

Hollis: So my professor says that you and I share similar interests.

Dillon: Yeah, what's that?

Hollis: New film noir. He says you're fascinated by it.

Dillon: Yeah, yeah, absolutely. Have you seen "Dark Fog"? It came out last year.

Hollis: Only front row at Sundance, and I have the soundtrack.

Dillon: Oh, no. That was crap.

Hollis: Oh, you've got to be kidding me. How can you argue with the utter simplicity of a piano and one lone guitar?

Dillon: I'll tell you -- no sax.

Hollis: Hmm. I seem to remember a sex scene or two.

Dillon: Ah -- sax. Sax.

Hollis: Hmm.

Dillon: You've known me all of two minutes; you're already busting my chops, huh?

Diego: So -- well, is Dillon clear on this whole stalker thing?

Lucas: He is walking around a free man, isn't he?

Diego: Yeah, well, that would be courtesy of the Quartermaine pockets. You know, money can buy a lot of things, even innocence.

Lucas: Look who's talking. Your dad's loaded, too, and at least the Quartermaine money is --

Diego: Do you have a problem with the way my father makes a living, Lucas?

Lucas: It's none of my business.

Diego: Yeah, yeah, yeah, you got that right. And just for the record, I'm not ashamed, I'm proud. You should see the way people react to him, the respect they show him.

Lucas: Yeah, and what's the alternative? I mean, you dis him, get fitted for cement shoes?

Lorenzo: All I know about Luke Spencer is that he's a dissipated con man who runs a second-rate floating casino. As for why he's interested in your Miami holdings, I have no idea.

Javier: You partnered up with him once.

Lorenzo: Briefly. A mistake I won't repeat.

Javier: I got photos. Spencer lurking around our properties; the hotel where he's staying.

Lorenzo: So what do you want from me? A photography award? Whatever Lukeís doing, it's not at my behest.

Javier: That's good. You're not going to mind then if we take him out if he gets a little too close to sensitive material.

Lorenzo: It makes no difference to me. Is that all?

Javier: For now. I'll call you if I feel the need for further discussion.

Skye: You cold, heartless pig!

Lorenzo: What are you doing back here?

Skye: Protecting Luke. And it's a good thing, too, since you sent him off on a suicide mission.

Lorenzo: I did no such thing. I set him up on a very specific assignment. Now, if he's gone off half-cocked and stirred up some very dangerous people, it's not because of me.

Skye: Come on, Lorenzo. I just need to know where Luke is. He needs to be warned.

Lorenzo: No, he needs to be put on a leash. The only way to make things worse for him is if you get involved in the middle of it. Leave things to me.

Skye: Like I'm supposed to trust you?

Lorenzo: You don't have a choice. Like it or not, I'm Lukeís best chance. Skye, if it soothes you any, Luke may have procured the information I need, in which case it serves my interests to make him get home in one piece.

Skye: Small consolation.

Lorenzo: I suggest you take it. Now, if you'll excuse me --  Just so you don't feel the need to break into this house again, the only thing I keep in this cabinet is my gun. I don't want Diego to stumble across it and get himself into some kind of trouble.

[Skye gasps]

[Skye gasps]

Skye: The Princess Palm hotel. Thank you.

Brook Lynn: Did you find Dillon?

Georgie: Tell me about Hank.

Brook Lynn: Hank -- oh, ok. He plays center field. He has a 4.0, but he is modest. I had to take two spit-takes at his jokes, and he kept eye contact with me the whole time. I don't know -- I can't find anything wrong with him.

Georgie: He's not Dillon. And tonight that's a good thing.

Brook Lynn: Are you going to tell me what happened?

Georgie: Not worth mentioning, but thank you. Brook, I really appreciate it. I'll take it from here.

Brook Lynn: Don't mention it.

Hollis: So the guitar soloist is playing down at the coffeehouse tonight. Very low key, very musical. Think you might be interested?

Dillon: Uh --

Hollis: It might give you a better appreciation for the soundtrack.

Dillon: You know what? Yeah, I was looking for something to do tonight, so, why not?

Hollis: Great. How about we grab a burger before we go?

Dillon: Yeah. I should -- I should tell you, I'm taken. I have the greatest girlfriend in the world, and I've been known to talk about her incessantly, so --

Hollis: I'll take my chances.

Dillon: All right, then. Hey, I'm going to cut out, so --

Seth: You've got another girl falling all over you. What's your secret, man?

Diego: I'm not even talking. You grew up in a nice home with a father and a sister.

Lucas: Who died.

Diego: So what? We were poor, ok? I barely knew my father. My whole relationship with my mother was based on a lie. We were scrambling. Money's not overrated. It can make you feel like an outsider in ways you can't even imagine.

Lucas: You know, there's all kinds of ways to be an outsider.

Diego: Something's off.

Lucas: What do you mean?

Diego: Well, look, Dillon and that girl just left. Ok, Maxie and Jesse are nowhere to be found. When's the last time those two missed a party?

Lucas: I don't know what you're talking about. I --

Diego: Look, all I'm saying is that this whole thing smells like a setup. I just hope we're not the targets.

Prof. Taylor: Which is higher, the percentage of older men with younger women or vice versa?

Maxie: I don't remember this one from class, but I'm going to go with instinct -- older men, younger women.

Jesse: Older men, younger women.

Prof. Taylor: Doesn't seem fair, does it?

Jesse: Was -- is that my next question?

Prof. Taylor: No.

Maxie: I think she wants you.

Jesse: What?

Prof. Taylor: You seem to have trouble hearing me. Maybe there's too much street noise. I'll just shut the window.

Jesse: Oh, no. No, it's fine. Let's just keep on going. It's kind of warm in here, anyway.

Prof. Taylor: Hmm. What qualities or traits most typify the way a woman differs from a man?

Maxie: You're going to have to give me a second.

Jesse: I got this one.

Prof. Taylor: You do?

Maxie: You do?

Jesse: A woman -- she smiles through pain, but she's not afraid to admit when something hurts. She is a raging tornado when she loves you and when she thinks that you've been wronged and an ice storm when you wrong her. She's the strongest thing alive, but she's vulnerable and giving. And she loves to hear you tell her how great she is. Men, on the other hand -- well, not very good expressing our hearts, which means you can never tell her enough. So you got to find ways to show her, by valuing her and making sure that she never gets into any harm, encouraging her to spread those wings and try to fly. Is that good enough for you?

Prof. Taylor: Where have you been all my life?

Sam: Is this --

Jason: Mm-hmm?

Sam: Far enough off the beaten path for you?

Jason: I think this will -- this will definitely work. Excuse me.

Bartender: What can I get for you?

Jason: I'll have a beer, whatever you have.

Sam: Me, too. I want a beer. This is so weird. So is that.

Jason: What? What?

Sam: Ok, if I tell you, you promise not to laugh? You know --

Jason: Only if you're funny.

Sam: Ok, I'll tell you. I always wanted to own a business exactly like this.

Jason: Like this bar?

Sam: Yeah. Yeah. I used to save money that I made running cons with my father to buy a place like this, you know? Neighborhood people that come and hang out and be themselves, and hopefully I'd be able to provide enough money for me and Danny and -- well, money was always an issue. And I would save some money and my father would make me feel selfish or ungrateful, and he either wheedled it away from me or steal it, so --

Jason: Nice guy.

Sam: Exactly.

Jason: So what would you do with this place?

Sam: Oh, I don't know. I'd definitely keep the monkey heads.

Jason: Oh.

Sam: Brighten it up a little bit, I guess. Maybe add a pool table, if there's not one in the back. I see there's a back over there. Oh, well, you know -- that dream sustained me for a while, anyway.

Jason: Yeah. Well, why don't you see if they have a pool table, because I'm feeling lucky.

Sam: Oh, you are. Ok. Well, I'm feeling up to a challenge.

Jason: Is the owner around? I'd like to speak to him.

Bartender: Go ahead.

Jason: Oh, ok. How much?

Bartender: For the beers?

Jason: No, no, no. No. For the bar. I want to buy it. Is this enough cash to open negotiations?

Prof. Taylor: I knew you were sensitive. I could feel it when I read your paper. It was like you were talking directly to me. But I had to be sure.

Maxie: Yeah? How about being your age?

Prof. Taylor: What's this?

Maxie: I heard every inappropriate thing you said to him -- my boyfriend, by the way.

Prof. Taylor: I knew it. You cheated again.

Maxie: And what were you doing?

Prof. Taylor: Forcing his hand. I'm going to the dean.

Maxie: Go ahead.

Jesse: No.

Maxie: I'm going to be right behind you, because what you did is called entrapment, if you're telling the truth, and not just covering your butt.

Prof. Taylor: Come along then. We'll see who the dean believes.

Jesse: No, wait. Wait a minute. I'm an undercover cop. Look, I enrolled in all of Maxieís classes because she's one of a growing list of girls who are being targeted by a stalker. He's drugging them and he's taking shots of them nude.

Maxie: Don't rat on Jesse, and I won't rat on you. My dad's the police commissioner, by the way.

Prof. Taylor: I feel really awful about this misunderstanding. I'm sure we can make amends.

Maxie: Giving Jesse an A on his paper would be a nice start.

Prof. Taylor: What if I said I could help you expose the stalker?

[Music plays]

Seth: Oh, you're here.

Brook Lynn: Yeah. I mean, the party -- I was just looking for a place to hang, so --

Seth: Yeah, I'm glad you came. Do you -- do you want anything to -- to drink or --

Brook Lynn: Seth? Seth? Hey, Seth? Hey, somebody call 911.

Hank: I was ready to fake my own death to avoid another blind date, but you're really cool.

Georgie: Yeah, you're really cool, too. But I -- I really think you should know that I have the greatest boyfriend in the entire world.

Hank: So why isn't he taking you to the dance?

Georgie: It's getting late. I think we -- we should go.

Hollis: That's the second time today I left my cell phone in the car.

Dillon: Oh. Yeah. Do you mind if we skip Kellyís tonight? Because -- because -- yeah, I go here all the time, and I thought -- not a big deal -- I go here all the time, and I thought maybe I should broaden my horizons or something.

Hollis: No problem. Come on.

Dillon: Ok.

Georgie: Thank you.

Hank: Ready?

Georgie: Yeah, yeah, absolutely.

Sam: Ok, you're going to have to settle for pinball instead.

Jason: That doesn't do it for me. You're going to have to buy that pool table after all.

Sam: Hmm. Ok, I'll get right on it.

Jason: I'm not kidding.

Sam: What's that?

Jason: Congratulations. You own this bar.

Sam: No.

Jason: Yes.

Man: Morgan? Jason Morgan? Pier 82, New York. Remember me?

Jason: Oh!

Sam: No.

Jason: No, I don't remember you at all.

Skye: Luke? Luke, are you here?

[Skye gasps]

>> On the next "General Hospital" --

Skye: Explain to me how it got into your bed.

Elizabeth: Break up with Nikolas so he can go back to Emily.

Emily: What are you doing here?

Nikolas: I came to take you home.

Jason: I walked away from a fight. Maybe I can have a normal life.

Sonny: I want Carly released from the sanitarium immediately.

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