General Hospital Transcript Wednesday 3/5/08
PLEASE CLICK TO DONATE TO OUR SITE!!!!
Proofread by Kathy
Lulu: Lucky -- ahem -- are you here?
Scott: All right --
Scott: Lulu, don't worry. I'm not liquored up.
Lulu: No, you need to leave.
Scott: Well, you need to know something here, all right? When you get the guts up to go see what's left of Logan, I want you to know this. Stay away from my son!
Luke: Yeah, I want you to know this! I told you to keep him away from her in the first place!
[Ric and Marianna laugh]
Marianna: I can't believe how priceless this piece of paper is.
Ric: Yes, you are now free from deportation. You have an application for a green card, and you have a work permit.
Marianna: Thanks to you.
Ric: Oh, no.
Marianna: Hmm. And all because I knew how to make a good cup of coffee.
Ric: Well, hardly.
Ric: So --
Marianna: So -- what happens now?
Maxie: You have to do something before this thing goes all the way up and scrapes me off like sewer gum!
Maxie: What's that, Spinelli?
Spinelli: Oh, the -- the original grate that descended to impede our progress is rising, but this one -- I -- I cannot override the over-- my previous override of the override system --
Spinelli: To stop it from doing the same thing!
Nikolas: You took away the most beautiful thing that I've ever known in my life. You didn't think I'd remember, did you? You didn't think I'd remember you strangling her to death. Hurts, doesn't it?
Nikolas: Doesn't it? Now I'm going to make you wish that you stayed dead!
Patrick: Now, this is only temporary. We're trying to protect your hands as much as possible. We removed the largest pieces of glass, immobilized your joints. You suffered a concussion, but you'll be fine in a couple days. Our priority right now is to get you stabilized and get you into the O.R. It's not good, Jason. I'm not going to lie to you. We also gave you enough antibiotics and painkillers to put down a horse. If you're thinking of getting out of here and doing something heroic, donít. You're only going to waste everybody's time when you fall down and we have to pick you up. Now for that big, indelicate question --
Jason: When can I go back to work?
Patrick: I was thinking more along the lines of are you ever going to work for Sonny Corinthos again?
Patrick: I can't guarantee you'll be fit for urban warfare again. We're going to do the best we can as quickly as we can. Hand specialists -- they're on their way. We're going to get you prepped for surgery into an O.R. that's equipped with video linkup. Video conference surgery -- every top-dog surgeon that can't be here will be looking down on us via satellite.
Jason: Thank you.
Patrick: No thank-you necessary. Big surgeries like this put coins in the G.H. piggy bank, which is more than I can say for your regular body count in the G.H. morgue. I ducked out earlier and had a couple drinks, so I wonít be picking up a scalpel. Plus, this surgery is out of my specialty.
Jason: That's good to know.
Patrick: Look, I'm trying to be a better man here. I'm at a cross purpose of ethics. You can understand the irony and the possibilities. This is one of the most complex, if not the most complex mechanical actions that your body and mind can do. Now, I can't give you a prognosis until they get in there and see the big picture. But while we're doing everything we can to make sure this surgery is a success, you should take the opportunity to think if there's anything else those hands are capable of.
Ian: Well, it looks like you've gone and ruined all the wonderful work that I have done. Oh. You know, if you wanted to see me again, all you had to do was schedule a follow-up, ma'am.
Sam: Oh, man. I bet that line actually works on some women.
Ian: Not on you?
Sam: Look, Doc, I am in far too much pain and I have gone through way too much to flirt with my doctor. And you are a doctor, aren't you?
Sam: Really? Or are you just some guy who came off the street and put that thing -- his blue suit on and took a peak under my sheets?
Ian: Miss, I am twice a doctor. Reconstructive surgeon to oncologist, remember?
Sam: Well, I don't see the connection.
Ian: You don't need to. Well, it looks like you've -- well, popped out a few things that need to get popped back in again.
Sam: Oh. Whoa, that was technical.
Ian: I figure why bore you with all the medical mumbo-jumbo or scare you with all the gory details after the night you've had?
Ian: Uh-huh. Suffice it to say, it's not an emergency, but you should get this taken care of sooner rather than later. I can repair all the damage you've done, inside and out.
Sam: Huh? "Out"?
Ian: Yeah, a scar that you're going to have. I take requests, you know.
Ian: Yeah. Designer scars. Oh, yeah, it's all the rage. Yeah, for virtually the same price, I can make it completely invisible. Or I can doctor it up to be a little bit more aesthetically pleasing. A simple tribal symbol. Maybe your initials, a quick haiku.
Sam: Oh, yeah, good. You're kidding? You're kidding. Yeah?
Ian: Of course I am. But it took your mind off the pain long enough to let the meds take the edge off, didn't it?
Sam: Oh, God -- I'm okay. So you are too smooth to use one-liners. Let me think -- plastic surgeon, oncologist, two different types of doctors. Are there two different types of men behind the degrees?
Ian: How badly do you want to know?
Alexis: Jax is my best friend in the whole world. Not to mention, my ex-husband.
Jerry: Oh, from a marriage that was never consummated.
Alexis: Well, that's not the point.
Jerry: Well, I mean, you're the last person I expected to worry about keeping it in the family. I mean, Sonny and Ric are brothers, but that didn't stop you from having a child with each one of them.
Alexis: Must you keep drudging up my past?
Jerry: Well, history has a way of repeating itself, doesn't it?
Alexis: Well, it's not going to do it again, because Jax is the most functional relationship that I've ever had with a boy, and I'm not going to screw it up by getting involved with his deadbeat brother.
Jerry: Oh! Oh, darling, darling -- and then name-calling. Please, I mean, that hurts, you know? But just to tell you, I'm not as destitute as you think I am. My employment might be unconventional, but it's very, very lucrative, darling.
Alexis: Your business is very, very naughty at best, and I am not going to be a party to it.
Jerry: Then I'm afraid I'm going to be forced to retain ms. -- Ms. Miller's services, after all, and sue you for breach of contract.
Spinelli: I'm --
Spinelli: Oh, ha! Okay. Once more, the Jackal has --
Maxie: Only made things worse! You need to get me out of here!
Maxie: Oh, just help me, Spinelli! Please!
Spinelli: Um -- um -- um --
Maxie: Where are you going?
Spinelli: I -- I -- I don't know!
Maxie: Come back here!
Maxie: Pull me out!
Maxie: Pull me out.
Maxie: I don't really care how. You have to get me out of here.
Maxie: Okay, hold on --
Spinelli: I got you. Okay.
Maxie: Oh, perfect.
Spinelli: So here we are.
Maxie: Yeah, here we are. Now where are we going to go?
Spinelli: Um -- going up?
Maxie: Okay. Okay.
Spinelli: Um -- oh -- thanks.
Nikolas: Tell me, did you feel anything when you killed her? Feel anything?
Diego: You lost one person. I lost my entire family! Ugh! Oh! No! No -- oh! Oh! Who's helpless now?
Spinelli: Thus, the infamous drain channel 17 that the clean-cut cadet clues us in about runs under the city's thoroughfares and byways --
Maxie: Oh, oh! What's all this stuff?
Spinelli: Jackal, P.I., shall study the facts and clues and ascertain.
Maxie: I think someone was attacked.
Spinelli: The Jackal, P.I., believes that someone was attacked.
Spinelli: I believe I've -- I believe I've observed this on the hand of the noble Nurse Nadine.
Spinelli: No, no, no! And -- I -- I think -- if I'm not mistaken, she has the exact same intoxicating scent as her sister, the not-so-fair Jolene.
Maxie: Compact, lip-gloss, blush, all ruined, what a waste.
Spinelli: A conclusive sniff of her handkerchief --
Maxie: Quite the crafty one, I see. Wait!
Spinelli: This -- this is most unusual. This is not perfume, and --
Maxie: No, it's chloroform, stupid!
Spinelli: Never fear. The Jackal, P.I., has an exceptionally strong constitution, weakened only by select ingredients and certain cold remedies and various other widely available products. But -- I mean, there -- there couldn't have been enough of the substance still in the --
Maxie: Oh, God -- oh.
Spinelli: Onward. We must find the noble Nurse Nadine. Um -- upward! The Jackal guards the rear.
Scott: Your daughter hauled off and clubbed my son in the head with a monkey wrench.
Luke: Elegant choice of weaponry, gumdrop.
Scott: Listen, Lulu, the last time I saw Logan, he was heartbroken. He wanted to make things work out with you. Now, he's -- he's just in a coma.
Luke: How do you tell the difference?
Lulu: Stop it. It was a mistake. I thought he was going to hurt me.
Scott: Yeah, I know, that's the story that you're flagging, that you want us all to believe. But it kind of has the ironic tragedy of your mother and Rick Webber written all over it. Spencer!
Luke: Bum leg or no bum leg, you spew that sewage up one more time, they'll be sucking up your brains with a dust buster!
Lulu: I said stop!
Scott: You know, you Spencer women -- that's -- that's what you like to do. You like to protect the useless deadbeat, some coward. Maybe you didn't club my son. Maybe it was your friend Johnny. He's been a little scarce lately.
Sonny: What's this?
Johnny: Music therapy. Calms me down. You ought to try it sometime.
Spinelli: Well, this is all too familiar. Except last time, the Jackal was with Stone Cold and everyday hero and he was shot -- and he fell.
Maxie: Spinelli, come on! I don't want to be up here by myself!
Diego: You won't be.
Alexis: Breach of contract?
Jerry: Breach of contract. I retained you as my attorney, and now you're refusing to provide me with adequate representation.
Alexis: Because there is a conflict of interest.
Jerry: But you see, this transaction needs to be dealt with the utmost discretion. If not, I could be subject to a great deal of undue suffering.
Alexis: There isn't a judge on this planet that will hold me liable for your pain.
Jerry: Maybe not, but then we'd be tied up in deposition for hours debating the point.
Alexis: You wouldnít.
Jerry: Don't underestimate just how far I'd go to spend time with you, Alexis, darling.
Alexis: What's the account number?
Ian: Mary Riley.
Sam: Oh, is that another patient?
Ian: No. It's a name that popped into my head. Mary Riley, Elizabeth Frankenstein, Lucy Seward -- all brave and beautiful women, seduced into the shadows by men of madness and debauchery.
Sam: What are you talking about?
Ian: Dr. Jekyll, Dr. Frankenstein --
Ian: And everybody's favorite blood bank bandit, Count Dracula.
Ian: They all led double lives. And those lives ended for the women who became too curious about them.
Sam: Interesting bedside manner you have.
Ian: Two, actually. Clinical and compassionate, and fast and furious.
Sam: Okay. Well, which one am I seeing now?
Ian: Neither. Which makes me curious about you. And -- it makes me think another doctor should take up your case.
Marianna: I would've made coffee had I known you wanted it.
Ric: I know that. That's why I didn't tell you that I wanted it.
Marianna: Thank you.
Ric: What are you doing?
Marianna: I was just looking --
Ric: No, no, no, no, no, no.
Marianna: For a job and a furnished room to rent.
Ric: There's no rush for you to do anything.
Marianna: Well, I think there is. If I stay here, people are going to get the wrong idea.
Ric: Oh, really? And what would that be? Friends trying to help out another friend?
Marianna: No, I told you, people talk. And there were those in Marthaís Vineyard who suspected Randy abused me and thought I deserved what I got because I used him to come to America, and --
Ric: Yeah, but you didnít.
Marianna: You only have my word for everything.
Ric: Well, that's all I need, okay? I believe you. You got no reason to lie to me. Hey, listen, I went to Marthaís Vineyard to find myself, okay? And while I was there, I was able to -- to get rid of some demons. I think it's about time you do the same. Hmm? Nobody's going to hurt you ever again. Okay?
Regina: The pain should be easing off by now.
Jason: Did they find Diego?
Elizabeth: I don't think so.
Jason: I should've -- I should've figured this out.
Elizabeth: You can't risk any more than you already have.
Jason: You can't, either. You shouldn't be here with me. We're not supposed to --
Elizabeth: I have a perfectly logical reason for seeing you. You saved my life. And it probably ruined yours.
Emily: Nikolas, it's not your time. And you still have more to do.
Emily: I'm still here. You can't go yet.
Diego: Look at this. It's like a wonderful parting gift.
Maxie: The police are coming.
Diego: Oh! Let them.
Diego: You're going to be long gone before they get me.
Diego: Oh, hey, say hi to your sister for me.
[Maxie hits Diego]
Maxie: Oh, oh!
Diego: Aw, come on! No!
Nikolas: Let her go.
Diego: Or what?
Diane: Okay, you have two choices -- late-night supper or pole dancing.
Alexis: We went pole dancing last night.
Diane: You know, I knew you'd say that. Good -- we're going out to dinner. But first -- an aperitif.
Alexis: I canít. I've got this -- this --
Diane: You don't seem to realize, Alexis -- this is an intervention.
Alexis: She says holding a beer in her hand.
Alexis: I canít. I'm -- I'm up to my --
Diane: Yes, I can see exactly what you are. What you are is sitting alone in your office, late night, all alone, going over, what -- uh-huh, closed case files. You remind me of my father during the last year of his life -- just poring over the obituary columns.
Alexis: No, really, stop with the flattery. Why aren't you toiling away, burning the midnight oil on your star client Sonny, making sure that he remains the powerful man that he is?
Diane: Sonny is a bit preoccupied lately now that Kateís, um -- well, what's the district attorney's office calling it?
Alexis: "Under investigation."
Diane: And off the record?
Ian: I'm sure Dr. Drake can recommend a colleague that knows his way around a hip and I know at least a few hundred plastic surgeons out in L.A. Yeah, you go out there and you -- you pick them off the celebrities like ticks.
Sam: Oh, okay. Well, what if I want you?
Ian: I reserve the right to refuse my service to anyone.
Sam: No. I will not let you. You're the reason I'm back in here.
Ian: Excuse me?
Sam: Yes, you are. You -- you were in the E.R. the night I was run down and Patrick said you did an amazing job on me.
Ian: Yeah, I did.
Sam: Yes, yes -- so good, in fact, that you made me heal so quickly that you basically pushed me into the arms of the killer.
Ian: Blackmail, emotional or otherwise, doesn't work with me.
Sam: All right. Then what does work with you?
Ian: I'd like to keep you overnight for observation, if you don't mind.
Sam: Oh! Gross -- now that was a cheap come-on line.
Ian: Don't baby that hip, okay?
Ian: I'll have a nurse walk you up and down the floor. Stay on it as often as possible for as long as possible. There's a guard that's going to be posted outside, so no one's going to bother you for the rest of the night, including me.
Diego: You came back quicker than I thought.
Nikolas: I'm motivated.
Diego: So am I! It's even more fun the second time around, isn't it? Just because you know I'm out there doesn't mean I can't get to you.
Diego: I can get you anywhere, you know? I could get you in your living room, maybe in your bed, hmm? Huh? I can even get you when you're visiting your sister. That would almost make it worth it to let you go -- almost. Huh!
Diego: Ah! Ah! Oh, oh, oh!
Jason: Aren't nurses supposed to be more encouraging than this?
Elizabeth: Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. I know you're going to be fine.
Jason: I'm -- I'm shooting for perfect. It's -- it's what I need to do --
Elizabeth: What you do. I know you, I can see it. Stop fighting the sedative. It'll be better if you just give in to it.
Jason: I don't -- I don't like this feeling.
Elizabeth: I know, I know.
Jason: And I know you. Please don't feel guilty.
Elizabeth: How did you even know where to come find us?
Det. Rodriguez: I have the same question.
Sonny: So it -- it calms you down to vandalize other people's property?
Johnny: I'd say it's a lesser crime than kidnapping. Oh, yeah. Yep.
Sonny: A woman I care about was shot and almost killed, my son is missing. That makes a guy very tense and when you're tense you want to hit something like a bag or something, but I don't see a bag here. You see -- you guys see a bag here?
Milo: I don't, no, Mr. C.
Sonny: You know, sometimes --
Sonny: Oh, but I feel better now. I feel a lot better. How about you?
Johnny: Yeah -- that all you got, cowboy? I already told you I don't know a thing about your son or your girl. I do know I haven't had a thing to eat or drink since I've been here.
Sonny: Good. That means that my people are following orders. You guys get out.
Sonny: You know, it occurred to me that Trevor has set up everything and he -- he don't care what I got or how you wind up.
Johnny: Yeah, well, let's just hope whoever's got Michael is taking better care of him than you are of me.
Sonny: Well, you better do better than hope. You better pray. Write yourself a hymn. Bye, Johnny.
Luke: Time to go, snake face.
Scott: You know, now that I think about it, it's a little more sinister than I thought. Maybe you're -- you're happy that Loganís in a coma.
Lulu: That is not true.
Scott: Because if he wakes up, he might rat somebody out or he might say that you went off on him again.
Luke: Went off on him how?
Lulu: It's nothing.
Scott: Yeah. Now that I think about it, Johnny probably showed up, tried to save the day and he's the one that hit Logan, and now you're saying that you did it because it's more sympathetic from --
Lulu: No, that is not true, either. Logan already apologized for getting out of hand with me.
Luke: What do you mean, "Getting out of hand"?
Scott: So you -- you thought that he wasn't going to rape you but he was going to kill you?
Luke: Hey, I'm talking here! What did his son do to you and why is this the first time I'm hearing about it?
Scott: He got a little possessive trying to make a point.
Lulu: He wouldn't stop when I asked him to let go.
Luke: Hey, you -- out, now!
Scott: You know, you're in no position to do anything there, gimpy.
Alice: Is there a problem here, Mr. Luke?
Scott: What's she doing here?
Luke: Alice, my delicate flower, would you toss this hunk of hair out of here?
Alice: Face first or --
Scott: All right, all right, all right -- let go, you're bending the threads here. Lulu? You're hiding something. It's going to come out -- it always does.
Lulu: You mean like what you did to my mother?
Luke: What did he do to your mother?
Ric: I want to take you somewhere tomorrow.
Marianna: Hmm. We just came from somewhere.
Ric: No, no, no. This is downtown. You know that deed that my father wants to get his hands on so badly?
Marianna: The waterfront properties?
Ric: Mm-hmm, yeah. I want to take you to see it.
Ric: You got a good sense about things.
Marianna: Huh -- except where my life is concerned.
Ric: Well, you had the good sense to be nice to me, right?
Marianna: Oh, that is awful.
Marianna: Makes me sound so calculating.
Ric: Oh -- well, you're not and you know that I know that, so calm down.
Ric: I'm sorry.
Marianna: No, I just -- I can't help it. It's my mom, she had nothing and she just -- she still had so much happiness in her. She always warned me "never want more than you can hold in your arms or someday you'll just have to leave it behind."
Ric: Oh. Well, I think that's good and bad advice. See, I want everything for molly.
Marianna: Well, no one could have everything. Hey, I mean, if someone did then -- then there wouldn't be anything to wish for or -- or to dream about.
Ric: What do you want? Hmm?
Marianna: I want to be free.
Ric: Oh, well, you're well on your way.
Marianna: And what do you want?
Ric: Well, we both have a lot of things that we got to think about here. And for right now, I want what I can hold in my arms.
Alexis: Let's just say that I have a source -- not a particularly reliable source. As a matter of fact, I don't remotely trust this source at all, but it's a knowledgeable source.
Diane: Just say "Jerry Jacks."
Alexis: I did not say that.
Diane: Just say it -- what did he say?
Alexis: You said that, not me. Jerry said that Sonny and his competitors were all vying for the same waterfront property.
Diane: So, what, Kate is collateral damage?
Alexis: It's a leading theory.
Diane: I knew it. I knew I was right when I told her to run when Sonny made that marriage proposal.
Alexis: The heart does not always follow what logic dictates.
Diane: Doesn't that also apply to you and your criminally minded, roguishly attractive source? See, I knew I should give you the same advice about Jerry Jacks that I gave to Kate about Sonny.
Alexis: There is no comparison.
Diane: There is every comparison. It can't -- it -- it is one thing to help powerful men move the levers of power, it is quite another to let your heart get involved.
Alexis: I'm very well aware of what his motives are. I know that he's using me, trying to use me to capitalize on the fact that he probably saved my daughter's life. And the truth is if he hadn't been driving by and didn't see her on the -- my sole focus is to find the maniac who chased Sam into the oncoming traffic.
Elizabeth: Jason's on his way to surgery. He can't answer questions right now.
Det. Rodriguez: I thought you were one of the victims in tonight's incident.
Jason: She was.
Det. Rodriguez: But so devoted to duty that you're dispensing care on the side or just to Jason in particular?
Elizabeth: You should leave.
Det. Rodriguez: I think I should capitalize on the moment. Wounded, sedated -- couldn't be a better time to get the truth out of Jason Morgan. Amazing rescue, really -- nick of time and all that.
Elizabeth: Have you found Diego yet?
Det. Rodriguez: No, but we're working on it. We obviously don't have the kind of intuition that Mr. Morgan has in finding him. What we got from the scene from Ms. McCall was that Diego Alcazar wanted to make sure that she ended up just like his father. I wonder how that correlates to driving out in the middle of the night to a deserted bridge. This wouldn't happen to be a site for illegal dumping -- would it?
Patrick: You have exactly five seconds to get away from my patient.
Det. Rodriguez: I'm investigating a crime, several of them.
Patrick: And I'm taking him to the O.R. If your questioning in any way gets linked to a delay in Mr. Morgan's surgery, he will have the grounds to sue the PCPD, especially if something goes wrong. There's already two witnesses that'll be more than happy to testify to your behavior.
Jason: It's the warehouse.
Patrick: Say good night. We got a lot of work to do.
Jason: It's where Sam shot Diego. I would -- I would look there.
Det. Rodriguez: More intuition?
Jason: Just common sense.
Diego: Ah! Ah! Ah! Ugh! Oh! Ah!
Luke: It's pretty hard for me to swallow that you two know something about Laura that I donít.
Scott: She's talking about the night that Rick Webber died and how we covered things up to protect the people that we care about. Sometimes, though, these things just percolate up and we've got to put a lid on it so that nobody else gets hurt.
Alice: I'm going to go make sure he uses his seat belt.
Lulu: So how long is Alice going to stay here?
Luke: I don't know. You know, she busted me out of Mercy. She's offered to drag me around until Tracy and I patch things up, but I guess we'll be here till I can move around on my own steam. Lesley Lu? Is there any truth to what that dimwit is selling?
Lulu: About what?
Luke: About you protecting Johnny Zacchara?
Lulu: Huh. No, I hit Logan. I thought he was the killer.
Luke: You wouldn't keep anything from me about your mother, would you?
Lulu: What I did to Logan and what she did to Rick Webber are a little too close for comfort and he knows that. I just don't want to talk about it anymore.
Luke: Okay. Something else on your mind, though?
Lulu: Um -- Mom used to have a lot of old records.
Luke: You mean her -- huh -- music-to-nod-off-by collection?
Lulu: Yeah -- um, yeah. Do you know where they are?
Luke: Well, I think the last time I saw them, they were in the back of a closet somewhere upstairs. I'm sure Lucky didn't throw them out. Lesley Lu? You don't have to play games with me. I'm not much on advice, but I did used to write fortunes for cookies, and my favorite one was "secrets always come out -- especially the ugly ones."
Maxie: Dad! Diego, he --
Mac: We know, we know.
Lucky: Where is he?
Mac: We know. Oh.
Nikolas: He's upstairs -- hanging from the catwalk.
Spinelli: Yeah. The Jackal believes that the text message killer is indeed dead for real this time.
Nikolas: Nadine, what happened -- Nadine --
[Classical music plays]
Johnny: See? It's lonely.
Lulu: No, it's not. It's more like a sad, beautiful yearning.
Prostitute: Hey! Go.
Second prostitute: Hey there, handsome. Want to party?
Ian: Yeah. Yeah, I do -- not with you. With you.
Patrick: I have nothing but guesses about how this is going to turn out -- just a caution. I know that you and Jason were close once.
Elizabeth: Oh, it's history. I have two children now.
Patrick: Well, I'm glad. Call me sentimental, but I always hope there's a chance that a mother and father can get back together, especially when there's children involved.
Elizabeth: Always a chance.
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Kate: Sonny cheated on me.
Robin: This is a bad idea. You collapsed again.
Nikolas: I need to find Nadine.
Back to The TV MegaSite's GH Site
Try today's short recap or detailed update!
HELP SUPPORT THESE GREAT CAUSES!
Main Navigation within The TV MegaSite:
Home | Daytime Soaps | Primetime TV | Soap MegaLinks | Trading