General Hospital Transcript Thursday 11/6/08
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Written by Michele Val Jean, Robert Guza, Jr., Garin Wolf, Elizabeth Korte, and David Goldschmid
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[Knock on door]
Luke: Laura? Angel? You probably don't realize it, since you were sleeping in there where it's warm and cozy, but it got pretty damn nippy out here last night. Laura, please.
Luke: Oh, thank you. I knew that you were generous and kind and that you have a big heart. I -- I don't want to press my luck, but is there any chance that I could get a cup of that fresh-smelling coffee?
Carly: Congratulations, you made it through the night. This is where you thank me.
Sonny: Thank you.
Cody: Where'd you get this?
Jason: Sam McCall and I were almost killed last night in an explosion. I found that on the ground. Can you -- can you tell me something about it?
Cody: XP11 detonator, manufactured solely for the military. You can only get this on the black market. Whoever set that explosion wasn't kidding.
Jerry: Wow, feels so good for my ego. How's the head?
Sam: Where are we?
Jerry: At the proverbial crossroad, at least for you. This is the beginning of the last day of your life, so I suggest you make the most of it, okay?
Carly: Well, your fever's down, and your wound is healing nicely.
Carly: I'd say we're making decent progress here.
Sonny: Well, it's got to be good enough, because I got things I got to do. Could you -- could you hand me my pants? They're on the chair. Did you not hear what I said?
Carly: I heard what you said. "Hand me my pants," not "could you please, Carly" or "would you mind, Carly?" It's a good thing I've learned to have low expectations when it comes to you.
Sonny: You need etiquette, I'll give you etiquette. Hand me my damn pants.
Carly: Okay, let's -- let's talk about the likely path that plan would take, okay?
Carly: Yeah, I would hand you your pants. You'd get dressed. You'd take about three steps, and then you'd fall over, and that would put us right back where we started.
Sonny: Hey, you just said that I was better.
Carly: Okay, comparatively, marginally, maybe.
Sonny: I'm fine, I'm good.
Carly: Trust me, Sonny. You don't want to be out of here more than I want you gone, but if you get up and you start walking around and you -- you get hurt again, guess what? We're right back where we started. Do you want to be there? Because we'll be here longer. Is that what you want?
Luke: But it's complicated. It's just too hard to explain through this door. Is that coffee ready, by any chance?
Laura: Yes, it is, and it's delicious. Too bad you're missing it.
Luke: Are you really going to make me do this?
Laura: Oh, let's get clear about something. I'm not making you do anything, Luke, because I'm not your wife anymore. That dubious honor now belongs to Tracy Quartermaine, of all people, so please don't feel compelled to explain yourself to me.
Luke: Look, it -- it -- well, things got complicated. You see, it was a scam. I married Tracy for alimony. I -- I was hoping to just pocket a couple of million and then walk away.
Laura: Oh, and how did that go for you?
Luke: Well, you know, unforeseen circumstances. Things just kept going one thing after another, and by the time you'd recovered, well -- all right. I know I should have been more honest with you.
Laura: More honest? How about honest at all?
Luke: Get help!
Laura: Oh, knock it off.
[Luke continues coughing]
Maxie: I love that you made me this.
Spinelli: Well, it was my privilege and pleasure.
Maxie: It's the most thoughtful gift that anyone has ever given me, and I can't wait to show it to Robin, although she's probably known about all this stuff since she was, like, nine. Robin is off-the-charts intelligent. Before I met you, she was the smartest person that I knew, and she's in my family, so talk about no chance of measuring up.
Spinelli: Maximista has a formidable intelligence all her own. Your inner workings of your brain are a constant source of awe and wonder for me.
Maxie: I hate this. I hate just sitting here, you know, waiting. I don't want to leave. I don't know if I should stay.
Spinelli: You know you can't give up hope, right? I mean, that's what makes these inevitable though thankfully occasional walks through darkness survivable. And I happen to know that hope can be rewarded in the most unexpected yet ultimately satisfying ways.
Maxie: Honest to God, Spinelli, I don't know what I ever did before you.
Jason: Hey, any word on Robin and the baby?
Maxie: Her name is Emma Grace, and she's perfect, pink, and HIV negative.
Jason: That's -- that's great. She must be relieved.
Maxie: Robin has some weird disorder where her blood won't clot.
Spinelli: The situation is most dire.
Patrick: So as soon as you wake up, we have to have a serious discussion about our living arrangements. I know you're really attached to your apartment, but let's be honest. Emma can't stay in a closet for very long, so I'm thinking the whole nine yards. A house, fence, maybe even a dog. Look what you did to me. I went from confirmed bachelor to family guy in 10 seconds flat. But I like it, so remind me to thank you, okay? Thank you for opening up a new world, a world that I can't wait to live in with you. Because Robin, without you -- without you, I can't pull this off.
Sonny: What's that?
Carly: It's breakfast. You need to keep up your strength.
Sonny: I thought the idea was to get me out of here as soon as possible.
Carly: That's the plan.
Sonny: Well, then I shouldn't be eating your cooking.
Carly: [Pretends to laugh] Don't insult the hand that feeds you. Okay, now look. As you can see, we don't have a wide selection here. We got rid of all the perishables when we moved into the Metro Court, so you have soup or you have toaster tarts.
Sonny: Uh-uh, no way.
Carly: No way to which?
Sonny: Both, especially the nasty tartar things. They got chemicals and stuff.
Carly: Oh, get out of here. The chemicals? That's what makes them so yummy. Mmm. So good. Here, have that.
Sonny: No, no, no.
Carly: Come on, be adventurous. They're really good.
Sonny: It's just processed crap.
Carly: Smell the strawberries. Yum-yum.
Sonny: If you don't get it out of my face, I'm going to use it as a hockey puck.
Carly: You don't have enough strength to take me.
Sonny: Yeah, you say that when I'm out of this bed.
Carly: But see, that's not your reality. You're not out of this bed. You're in my bed, and you have to depend on me to take care of you, and this is what I'm offering. I even have blueberry. Which one do you want?
Sonny: Why are you torturing me?
Carly: Because it's so much fun. You need to take a bite. Here you go.
Sonny: You can't be serious.
Carly: So serious.
Sonny: No, seriously, it tastes like cardboard and jelly. I don't want to eat that.
Carly: It's good and you know it. But you know what? You would rather die a slow and painful death than admit that I'm right.
Sonny: No, to hear you telling it, you're always right.
Carly: That's true, and don't forget it.
Sonny: No, don't do that, donít.
Carly: Come on.
Sonny: I don't want it, and it's not good.
Patrick: So, I don't want to put any pressure on you. I know you have to heal in your own time, but it'd be great if you hurried up a little bit, because, well, I think Emma misses you already. She's so perfect and beautiful, just like her mom. Small and needy, just like her mom. I'm -- I'm trying really hard to be strong and to be normal for her, but it's pretty evident that I'm not very good at it. So Robin, you really need to wake up, because we need you to wake up.
[Knock on door]
Jason: I don't mean to intrude. I just was told Robin's not doing well.
Patrick: No. Yeah, she's -- she's got a disorder -- disseminated intravascular coagulation.
Jason: Stops her blood from clotting.
Jason: Sam -- she almost died from it a couple years ago.
Patrick: So you know that all we can do is keep her transfused and hope for the best.
Jason: Sam made it through. Robin's going to make it.
Patrick: Why don't you sit with her? I got to go check on Emma, and she'd want you to be here.
Jason: Thank you. I -- I won't stay long. I just want you to know you've been on my mind every minute since this happened, and I think about how close you came to having everything that you want, everything that you deserve. Instead, we're here, and they're saying you might not make it.
Search and rescue leader: We didn't find any bodies or blood. The fingerprints and the DNA confirm it was Luke and Laura Spencer in the car. It appears that they walked away from the scene uninjured.
Nikolas: But you're not giving up the search?
Search and rescue leader: We're working at a disadvantage. Last night's rain washed away the footprints and made the site unusable for the canine unit.
Tracy: Ow, ow! Look out! Millions of miles of paved road, and my husband has to find a cliff in the woods to go over. Oh, my God. If Luke isn't dead, I'm going to kill him. I hate nature.
Lucky: We don't know anything yet.
Tracy: Has anybody looked at this scene? Have you all gone collectively blind? This is a setup.
Nikolas: A setup for what?
Tracy: This is not an accident. This is vintage Luke and Laura. They have taken their romance on the road.
Laura: Are you all right?
Luke: It's my heart. The old ticker ain't what it used to be.
Laura: Is there something wrong with your heart?
Luke: It gave out on me three times.
Laura: Oh, no, Luke. You had three heart attacks?
Luke: Yeah, it was like an elephant sitting on my chest.
Laura: Okay, just tell me, what can I do now?
Luke: Help me up, please.
Laura: Are you sure you want to do that?
Luke: Yeah, I need air.
Laura: No, I think it's better to lie still.
Luke: Just don't argue. Just please help me up.
Laura: All right, all right. Go slowly.
Luke: Yeah, I will. Thank you.
Laura: You all right?
Luke: Oh, yeah, that --
Laura: There you go.
Luke: That's much better.
Laura: You bastard! You lied, and you tricked me to get back inside the house. How do you feel about yourself?
Luke: It wasn't a total lie. I mean, I really do have a bad heart.
Laura: And that's your M.O., isn't it? The perfect lie contains an element of truth.
Luke: Look, I know I have a lot to answer for, but I'm not going to do it through a closed door. If you're going to hate me, you have to hate me to my face. Would it be all right if I had that coffee now?
Jason: Do you remember the night before we left for Paris, the first time we accidentally met on the bridge? And you told me that you had faith in my future. Of course, I didn't know what you were talking about, so once again, you had to explain it to me. You said that faith is trust mixed with hope. That's what I'm holding for you, faith that you won't let go of the incredible life that you are about to have.
[Knock on door]
Anna: Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here.
Jason: No, I'm -- I'll get out of your way.
Anna: It's okay. You don't have to leave.
Jason: Yeah, I got to work.
Anna: Um, Jason, I'm sorry. We don't know each other. Robinís told me that you've -- you've been a very pivotal person in her life.
Jason: It works both ways.
Anna: I'll make sure she knew you were here.
Jason: She's going to get better. I have faith that she will.
Anna: Of course she's going to.
Carly: Sonny, you're not trying to escape, are you?
Sonny: No, I'm right here where you left me.
Carly: I'm sorry, I need to get something.
Sonny: What are you doing?
Carly: I need to get something.
Jerry: So sorry to leave you unattended, darling.
Sam: What's going on?
Jerry: Oh, nothing. Nothing to be concerned about. You know, I just think it's better to keep the boat moving, but it shouldn't impact you, since I'm the only one to get out of this alive.
Sam: Oh, come on, that's bull, and you know it.
Jerry: Oh, you think I won't kill you, dispose of your lovely little body and go on my merry way without giving it another thought? I mean, you're most things, the most wonderful things, my sweet Sam -- beautiful, daring, brave, sexy. But one thing you're not is particularly bright.
Laura: Okay, look, I want to go on record here, because this story that you're about to spin for me, I don't want to hear it. I think I really pretty much understand the circumstances. We were divorced, and you didn't have any legal obligation to me, and then I got sick. And the doctors told you that I would never recover, right? So you have moved on and you married somebody else. Does that hurt? Yes, it does, but I do understand it. I guess it's just that -- I don't know. It's just some part of me wanted to believe that there would just never be anyone for you but me, and that's really foolish, and it's selfish. You moved on, and you needed to move on, and that's good. I'm happy for you, and I'll learn how to move on too, so I'm not mad about your marriage to Tracy Quartermaine. Can we be clear on that?
Laura: Good. I am mad that you didn't respect me enough to tell me about it.
Sam: You know, you can put me down for not being book-smart, but I am good at reading people, especially men, and I say particularly you. I know that you like a challenge and you're good at scare tactics, but you would never go through with killing me.
Jerry: You know, it's fascinating what twists and turns take place in that feral mind, to come to such an erroneous conclusion.
Sam: Oh, come on. You blew into town as Mr. Craig, expecting to get a score and get out. It didn't work out that way. So then, all of a sudden, you become Jerry Jacks, who unlike Mr. Craig has emotional attachments to Port Charles. You would never want Jax or Alexis to know what you're capable of.
Jerry: But according to you, I never gave a damn about Alexis, so why would her good opinion make a difference?
Sam: Uh, no, no, no -- listen to me. I have completely changed my mind, because I actually really do think that maybe, somewhere in there, you cared about her, at least enough to count, anyway. And there's absolutely no denying your feelings for Jax. His good opinion of you means the world to you. So if you were to murder me in cold blood, you would be dead to him and you would certainly break both of their hearts.
Jerry: You know what? Occasionally -- occasionally, you have unexpected insight, you know? The prospect of my brother having a total disillusion pains me greatly, and I -- I would never wreak havoc on Alexis, no. But you see, Port Charles is closing in on me and the prospect of a clean getaway seems very appealing.
Sam: Okay, then why don't you let me help you? There is no way that you can pilot a boat this size. I can. Come on, stop making me your prisoner, make me your ally.
Jerry: Mmm, that's a tempting offer.
Sam: Well, why don't you think about it? We'd make one hell of a team.
Carly: I'll be back in a minute to change your bandage.
Sonny: Aren't people missing you by now?
Carly: Uh, well, I called Morgan and Mercedes and I told them that I was working on a special project and I'd be out of town for a few days.
Sonny: Morgan'd probably buy it but don't you think Jax is going to be suspicious? You got to tell him something, right? I mean, I know you guys aren't living together as husband and wife but you got -- you know, you're running the hotel together and everything. What are you going to tell him?
Carly: I'm sure there are a lot of alarms going off in Jaxís head right now, but what can I tell him? There's nothing I can do about it. No, wait, there is. I could be honest and I could tell him everything that happened. I could tell him that you were stabbed and that you were pushed into the harbor. But you don't want me to do that, do you? No, see, you're asking me to keep this a secret, right?
Sonny: Point taken.
Carly: What's the plan? You're going to go avenge Kateís shooting by killing Karpov?
Sonny: Definitely, Karpov has to die, but I'm not sure if, uh --
Carly: You're not sure about what?
Sonny: Maybe Karpov's telling the truth. Maybe he didn't shoot Kate.
Lucky: There's just no way my parents could ease on down the road knowing how many people are worried about them.
Tracy: Your father doesn't care who's worried about him, especially if your mother's in the picture.
Lulu: My dad has gotten a lot better about telling at least one of us when he's going to disappear. The reason he hasn't gotten in contact with us is because he canít.
Tracy: I can't decide if you are the most gullible person ever or if I should emulate you.
Nikolas: Well, maybe -- maybe Laura had a relapse and Luke doesn't want to leave her. Where -- where have you been concentrating your efforts so far?
Rescue worker: Well, there are a few cabins in the immediate area but teams are checking them. So, if the Spencers left on foot, most likely there will be a direct route.
Nikolas: Can you -- can you show us?
Rescue worker: Yeah, of course.
Tracy: Count me out. I am not traipsing through one more inch of underbrush.
Lulu: I'll sit with her.
Tracy: You don't have to do that.
Lulu: No, it's fine. You just -- you shouldn't be alone right now.
Tracy: Why the sudden concern?
Lulu: If you were paying attention, it's not sudden. You are family.
Lucky: All right, you know what? Everyone who's going, let's just do this.
Luke: Well, you know me better than anyone. You know I'm somebody who operates from the gut and I'm not so good analyzing the ins and outs of emotional situations. If your recovery had been permanent, none of this would have happened. But the doctors told me that it was only temporary and the next time that you slipped away, it would be permanent. So I have some very tough, painful decisions to make. Like if I allowed them to wake you up, knowing that it was going to be temporary, who was I doing that for? Was it for you? Was it for me? The kids? Or did any of that matter, anyway?
Laura: I'm sorry, Luke. I -- I know how difficult it all was for you.
Luke: When you did recover, you said that you wanted to marry me again and I know that that was the time to tell you about Tracy, I know. But knowing that you were only going to be with me for a limited amount of time, I didn't want to waste that time. I didn't want to not give you what you wanted.
Laura: It's okay. I get it. I really do. It's sweet, it's romantic. But you know what else it is? It's condescending. It's really condescending to assume that I can't handle the truth about your life without me.
Spinelli: My humble apologies for keeping the master waiting. I drove Maximista home so she could rest from her vigil, but I returned with haste when Stone Cold indicated he had a matter that required cyber skill.
Jason: Yeah, yeah, can you still hack into the P.C.P.D. records?
Spinelli: Like taking candy from a tot.
Spinelli: What is this?
Jason: A fragment of the detonator -- XP11. It can only be bought on the black market. So I need you to check the files, see if this same type of detonator was used in the Metro Court explosions.
Spinelli: Do you think that the demented one has reverted back to his dark and perhaps even more alarming Mr. Craig ways?
Jason: Well, that's what we need to find out, fast. Sam's life could be on the line.
Anna: You made a really good choice in Patrick. He's amazing. You know, I think he's -- he's a little bit freaked out now, but he's doing very well. He's been taking care of Emma. He's been monitoring you. He stayed here all last night.
Anna: You've got so much to live for, Robin. Sweetie. That's why I know it's exactly what you're going to do.
Anna: Oh, wow, here she is. Hi. How's the brand new girl?
Patrick: Nurse said it's feeding time.
Anna: Oh, it is?
Anna: I'll let you do the honors, then.
Patrick: Wait, I was, uh -- just thinking maybe you could feed her.
Patrick: Well, you are her grandmother, and you actually know what you're doing.
Anna: You have to figure it out sometime. It's easy. All you do is you hold the bottle.
Anna: And Emma will do the rest, all right?
Patrick: Okay, babe. Come here. There you go.
Patrick: All right. Okay, let's see. So, hold the bottle, and you're supposed to do the rest here. That's it, take it. Oh, yeah. Jeez, it's got to be pretty good. Well, grandma was right. Hey. Look, mom's back. Hi. The family's here.
Sonny: I don't need another bandage. This one -- I'm fine.
Carly: No, it's not. Come on, don't give me a hard time. Don't give me a hard time.
Sonny: I'm not.
Carly: I'm just trying to help you here. Let me see this.
Sonny: Ah, ah -- wait, wait --
Sonny: Wait, no. Listen to me, I'm fine.
Carly: Sonny Ė
Jason: Okay. Sam took the detonator, intending to follow up on her own. I called her to make sure that she didn't run into any trouble on the way home. She said she thought somebody was here. That's when the phone cut off. I came right over to check on her. She said, you know, that I -- that I was jerking her around. She told me to stay out of her life.
Spinelli: That new and alarming information doesn't track with fair Samanthaís prior behavior. What exactly did she say?
Jason: Well, a lot of the same stuff I heard when we broke up. She devoted her life to me. I -- I used her and she wasn't going to let me make her pathetic.
Spinelli: If I may offer a humble opinion, it appears that too much time in Stone Cold's presence proves unsettling for fair Samantha, no doubt due to lingering and unresolved romantic feelings.
Jason: You know, don't -- don't get sidetracked. If she is determined to follow up on the detonator, why would she leave it behind?
[Knock on door]
Neighbor: Sam? Are you home?
Neighbor: Who are you?
Spinelli: Uh, just worried friends of brave Samantha.
Neighbor: Why worried?
Jason: Sam disappeared last night. She's not answering her cell phone.
Neighbor: She's fine. Sam went off with one of her boyfriends. I saw her leave.
Jason: Was this guy someone you've seen before?
Neighbor: He visits on occasions, yeah.
Jason: Would you recognize him?
Neighbor: Sure. Oh, that's him. Handsome guy. Obviously, Sam thinks so, too.
Jason: What -- what do you mean by that?
Neighbor: Oh, they were in a very amorous mood. Sam was draped all over him.
Jerry: [Laughs] Oh, I expected you to be resourceful, and you didn't disappoint. But I mean, come on, seriously, what did you think you were going to do?
Sam: You can't blame me for trying to get away. You haven't been encouraging about my chances for survival.
Jerry: Sit. There you go.
Sam: You're actually enjoying this, aren't you?
Jerry: Oh, my God -- I am, I am. You know, you are really quite amusing. Really a lot of fun. Present. Come look. So much fun.
Sam: No, I'm afraid to ask
Jerry: Let me show you, darling. Here, want to take a look? Plastic explosive, XP11 detonators. You remember the explosion on the Metro Court? Same stuff. You know, don't worry, you are going out with a bang, I promise you.
Lulu: Checking for signs that I'm about to start seeing dead people again?
Tracy: Clearly, you've made a complete recovery.
Lulu: Thanks to my mom. I hope her recovery lasts.
Tracy: I'm sure you do. I bet your father does, too.
Lulu: Yeah, it's great having her back and awake. It's got to be killing you, though. What are you going to do?
Tracy: I'll let you know when I figure it out.
Laura: I'm not trying to be difficult, Luke. I'm just trying to make you understand, you know? It's -- it's infuriating to have entire chunks of your life missing, and it's even more infuriating to have other parts held back from you, for your own good.
Luke: I know it's a lame explanation, but it's the only one I got. I didn't want to hurt you.
Laura: I'd rather be hurt than treated like a child or like some shell of a human being who just can't handle the truth about her life.
Luke: I understand now, I do.
Laura: Good. Well, we probably should talk about, um, our current problem. Uh, I'm awake. Don't know for how long. And you're married to Tracy Quartermaine, so we have another tough choice. Should we really be spending any time together?
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