General Hospital Transcript Thursday 3/5/09
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Matt: All right, one second, one second. I apologize for Dr. Drake's attitude. If you will excuse us --
Patrick: Don't apologize for me. I'm not going to lower my standards because we're at Mercy.
Matt: You are being an ass.
Patrick: You wanted to check yourself out, so why don't you go?
Matt: Who are you mad at right now? Not at the nurse, and for once, I actually don't think you're even mad at me.
Patrick: No, you're right, you know. My problem is with Robin.
Ethan: No kids, huh? That's interesting.
Robin: Why is that interesting?
Ethan: You seem like one of those have-it-alls. You know, you're smart, successful, definitely the nurturing type.
Robin: Well, I used to consider myself a nurturing person.
Ethan: Well, I mean, you're a doctor, and you're married to a doctor, so it probably doesn't allow much time for kids, eh?
Robin: No. Maybe someday.
Jax: Morgan and I are ready for a rematch on that water fight any time you're ready.
Jax: What's wrong?
Carly: It's Michael.
Nikolas: The Quartermaines can be a bit overwhelming, even on a good day.
Tracy: Don't you dare make apologies for us.
Edward: Tracy, you have been unforgivably rude to our houseguest.
Tracy: Who just happens to look like Emily?
Edward: My main concern is to help Monica, and you know that.
Tracy: By bringing a total stranger into her home?
Edward: Look, if having Rebecca here gives Monica some comfort, what's the harm in that?
Tracy: Where do I start?
Nikolas: Can everybody calm down for a second and give Rebecca some room, please?
Monica: Rebecca, Nikolas is right. This family can be overwhelming.
Edward: We just wanted to get to know you better.
Tracy: How can two smart, conniving people be so oblivious? There is an ulterior motive here.
Nikolas: Tracy, it's not her fault she looks like Emily.
Tracy: Or that out of all the cities in the entire world, she ends up here and stays, even when her job goes up in smoke, literally.
Edward: No one is asking you to befriend Rebecca.
Monica: No one is asking you to stay here at all, Tracy.
Nikolas: You're projecting your grief over Emily onto Rebecca. We all are.
Tracy: Let me just tell you, exercise caution. Perhaps you should hire a private investigator before you go embracing this woman that looks like Emily.
Nikolas: Can we all just stop and think for a moment what she is going through, how it's affecting her instead of us?
Patrick: You know, you can call me whatever you want, but it was Robin's idea to have a baby in the first place, and she did everything she could to shut me out in the beginning.
Matt: Yeah, so I've heard.
Patrick: Yeah, so now we have this beautiful little girl, this little miracle, and I don't think it's too much to ask for her to spend some time with her, or maybe feed her -- I don't know, maybe pick her up when she cries.
Matt: Wait a minute. Robin is not picking up --
Patrick: Look, Robin doesn't even want to be in the same room as Emma. You know what, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Robin's doing the best she can right now.
Matt: Patrick, no, look. Stop, just for a second. All right, no one's judging anybody here, so talk to me. What?
Patrick: When Emma cries, Robin freezes, and she completely shuts down, like she can't even hear it anymore, you know? And then she -- I don't know, she starts blaming it on other things, and then, you know, first of all -- okay, first of all, it's the apartment. The apartment's not working, so now we've got to get a house. We get a house. We get settled in. Now she needs a nanny. Now I'm sure once the nanny all works out, she's going to want to go back to work full time, and I'm telling you, it's too soon.
Matt: So have you spoken to Robin about it?
Patrick: Yeah, I tried. I know exactly what you're going to say, because I know we're all doctors, right? We all see the classic signs of postpartum depression, but she won't even discuss it with me.
Matt: Then you've tried.
Patrick: Yeah, I've tried, but she shuts down and we end up fighting. Being a mother is a little more difficult than she expected.
Matt: I think you two should see a shrink.
Patrick: You know what? We were fine after the fire. We spent a couple great nights at home, you know, as a family, and I know we'll get back to that.
Matt: Hope needs denial. It's amazing how the mind works, isn't it?
Patrick: No, I'm just putting too much pressure on Robin. I think that's what the problem is.
Matt: Well, the thing is, you can't change her, right? You can only change the way that you're dealing with her, and what you're doing now, or not doing, isn't working.
Ethan: You know, the thing about kids is, they don't go away, you know? You can't send them back or drop them off at the pound, you know? You have to devote your entire life to somebody who may or may not appreciate it.
Robin: That doesn't sound very appealing.
Ethan: Not to me, but I know my limitations.
Robin: Yeah, I used to know mine, too.
Ethan: You'll be ready for kids soon, I bet. You're married. You got a good job, you know? Some extra money in the bank, I'm sure. You know, a nice car --
Robin: Yeah, well, all those things don't mean that I'm ready to have kids. I mean, I've lived my life, you know, very focused on my work. I got through med school, and I got through my residency that way, no hassle, no distractions.
Ethan: And how did your mom and dad feel about that?
Robin: Well, my mom and dad are great. They just had, let's just say, other plans while I was growing up. My Uncle Mac raised me for the most part, that Australian that I told you about.
Ethan: Mm-hmm. And where were your parents?
Robin: You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Nobody does.
Ethan: Okay, they ran off and joined the circus?
Ethan: No? They founded a cult and are living out in the desert, waiting the end of the world to come.
Robin: No, no, nothing so normal. Okay, ready? My mother and father are spies, secret agents. I'm serious. The international mom and dad of mystery.
Carly: A report on Michael comes in every month. I don't know why it's so upsetting this time. I just miss him so much. He should be getting ready for baseball season right now, begging me and Sonny to take him to Florida so he can watch spring training, or asking to go to Vermont one last time before the snow melts. But that's not going to happen. This is my son's entire life, a bunch of numbers on a page, data spit out from a computer, and nothing ever changes.
Jax: Well, he's not getting worse.
Carly: What's worse? What's better? You know, Michael was such a fighter. You can read this. I mean, his body just won't let go, and neither will I.
Carly: I mean, every time I go there, I swear to God, Jax, I hold his hand, and I think that he's going to squeeze my hand back and open his eyes -- I mean, a little bit, he believes that he's going to do that.
Jax: Have you been speaking with the doctors?
Carly: No. Doctors, you know, they're doctors. They're professional, they're polite. But they wouldn't have accepted him if they thought that, you know, he was ever going to wake up. But every month I get this, and I just pray that there is some kind of change, and there just isn't.
Jax: But if you want me to go with you, you know, next time you visit, I could.
Carly: Maybe. I don't know. I don't know how much it would help for you just to sit there and listen to me talk to Michael. I tell him everything. I told him about the swimming pool and the spa. I told him how, you know, we were getting back together. I gave him updates on Morgan. I told him all about the fire -- exciting parts only. And still I sit there, hoping and believing that he's going to open his eyes and say, "Mom, can we just go home?" Maybe Sonny has the right idea. I know, why am I putting myself through this? Maybe I shouldn't go see Michael at all.
Robin: When I was really young, I didn't even know my parents. I met my dad for the first time when I was six years old.
Ethan: And where are they now?
Robin: On assignment, whatever that means.
Ethan: Sounds like fun.
Robin: Yeah. I've missed my mom a lot lately, actually. Not that I expect her to show up. I mean, I am an adult. I can take care of my own problems. Anyway, family's complicated.
Ethan: Yeah, it must have been exciting when you were growing up, though, knowing your parents were somewhere out there, fighting the good fight.
Robin: Yeah, I admired them. Worshipped them, actually. Unfortunately, they were gone as much as they were home.
Ethan: Yeah, that can be a little tough.
Robin: Yeah, I would never want to put my kid through that. Anyway, what about you? What about your parents?
Ethan: Well, my parents certainly had their priorities straight, I'll tell you that. They dropped me off the day I was born, and then my adoptive parents were killed a few years back in a car wreck, and I had foster care in my future and didn't much care for that, so I took off.
Robin: Wow. Wow, that's tough.
Ethan: Hey, no complaints. You know, I'd say we've both done all right.
Robin: I suppose.
Ethan: But here's what I'll never understand. If you aren't going to enjoy the company of your children, why have any at all?
Robin: I should go.
Ethan: Did I say something wrong?
Robin: No, not at all.
Ethan: Wait, don't forget your change.
Robin: I'm a rich doctor, remember? Keep it.
Edward: You see, Emily was the heart of this house, and I still believe that it would help Monica if you would agree to stay here, at least for a while, dear.
Monica: It really would, very much.
Tracy: You two have lost it.
Edward: Ignore Tracy. We all do.
Monica: It took Emily quite a while to get used to this family, as well.
Rebecca: Look, I'm starting to understand how much you all loved her. Very sorry for your loss.
Tracy: Am I the only one who's not buying this?
Nikolas: Tracy, just because you have an agenda doesn't mean the rest of us do. Some of us actually accept and appreciate the coincidence and are glad for it.
Rebecca: Look, this was a really bad idea.
Edward: Now do you see what you've done?
Monica: Rebecca, wait --
Rebecca: I shouldn't have come.
Edward: Oh, damn it. This isn't the way my surprise was supposed to end.
Monica: You meant well, Edward.
Edward: What do they say about the road to hell being paved?
Tracy: Well, you've been uncustomarily quiet. That's never a good sign.
Luke: Oh, I have plenty to say, but not to you people.
Jax: I wish I could fix this for you.
Carly: You know, at first, I was so angry at Sonny for how he was dealing with the situation with Michael, but you know what? Sonny hasn't given up on Michael. He just accepted the fact that he's gone and he's not coming back.
Jax: Well, that is the doctors' consensus.
Carly: Would these numbers hurt any less if I gave up hope? I mean, would I miss him any less?
Jax: If hoping that Michael will wake up makes you feel better, then by all means, don't stop hoping. You should deal with this however you can, and if there's a chance for Michael's recovery -- you know, if there's something that could help, then we'll look into it.
Carly: There is.
Rebecca: Thank you, I can make it to Kellyís.
Nikolas: Look, I was completely out of line there.
Rebecca: Look, you apologized all the way over here. It's fine.
Nikolas: I realize that taking your side was more than just a little self-serving.
Rebecca: How can you possibly know what my side is?
Nikolas: I saw how they were treating you, and I realized that I was doing the same thing.
Rebecca: So that's why you followed me over to the Quartermaines, isn't it? So you could be my hero. The prince rides in for the rescue.
Nikolas: Well, I told you that they can be a little overbearing. Especially Edward --
Rebecca: No, you're the one who's overbearing, Nikolas, and what gives you the right to assume that you know what I need?
Rebecca: I could have handled those people just fine if you'd given me a chance.
Nikolas: You're right, you're right. Iím sorry.
Rebecca: If you really meant that, you'd back off. You would respect the fact that I have my own name and my own life.
Nikolas: That's what I'm trying to do here.
Rebecca: No, you aren't. Once again, stop following me around. Leave me alone.
Luke: Bartender, pour me a drink.
Ethan: How about a righteous rage?
Luke: Just pour me some scotch, and don't get cute.
Ethan: Certainly. So, are you going to tell me all about it?
Ethan: Come on, I'm the bartender. That's what you pay me for, right?
Luke: Didn't I tell you not to get cute?
Luke: History, history, history. Time marching on. That's what's the matter. The examined life -- who needs it? Pour me an unexamined life.
Ethan: All right. An -- un -- examined -- life.
Luke: Beautiful thing you just did, a beautiful thing.
Ethan: It's all yours.
Luke: So I'm at my wife's palatial family home.
Ethan: Lucky man.
Luke: And who should roll in but my ex-wife's son. I used to call him the spawn.
Ethan: How many times have you been married?
Luke: Don't ask questions. Just listen. I used to hate that kid. Over privileged, spoiled -- I used to want to stick him in the oven, turn him into shepherd's pie. I wanted to fry him up like a plate of chips. But now he's going through something strange, and I'll be damned if I don't feel like I ought to give him some advice.
Ethan: Well, no wonder you're drinking.
Lulu: What are you doing now? Getting my dad drunk so you can rob him again?
Sonny: Set up a meeting with Jason and the lieutenants. We need to make a formal announcement that I'm coming back.
Max: I'm not sure a meeting will help.
Sonny: Why would you say that? Are you worried about something?
Max: You demand loyalty, Mr. C. Everyone understands that. But a lot of the men feel that you haven't been loyal to them. When you opened the door for the Russians, you put all of us at risk. Then you took over the Zaccharas, married the new Mrs. C., and now you want to take over your own business again. I mean, guys are suspicious. They don't know where you stand. Rumors are flying.
Sonny: What are you saying? That the men aren't going to trust me?
Max: They liked working for Jason. He's very even, no surprises. Look, I'm not telling you how to run your business, but you got a real problem out there.
Carly: Hey, guys, sorry to interrupt. Do you have a minute, Sonny? Can I talk to you about something?
Sonny: Yeah, set up the meeting. Get back to me.
Max: You got it. It's nice to see you, Mrs. J.
Carly: You, too. You know, you may want to stick around for a minute and listen to this. It's about Michael, and for once, it's not bad news.
Max: What, is he getting better?
Carly: No. There is this new procedure. It's experimental, and no one's making any promises, but both parents have to sign off on the test to see if Michael's a candidate.
Claudia: How's he doing?
Doctor: He's holding his own, Ms. Quartermaine.
Claudia: But there's no change?
Doctor: I don't mean to sound discouraging. I appreciate that you come every week like clockwork, but I don't expect any improvement. I'm sorry.
Lulu: Do you know that my dad has a bad heart? I mean, of course you wouldn't care, because it's a lot easier to rob from someone who's having a heart attack.
Ethan: And what can I get you, Miss Spencer?
Lulu: Leave me alone.
Luke: Take it easy, cupcake.
Lulu: Why are you doing this?
Luke: What am I doing? I'm having a drink. It's cocktail time. Somewhere.
Lulu: Look, I mean, why are you letting him play you? You've got to know that he's a total con.
Luke: Well, of course he's a con. He's pretty damn good at it, too.
Ethan: Here you go. Your own personal "take it easy" cupcake.
Lulu: Yeah, like I would accept a drink or anything else from you.
Luke: Oh, wait. Oh. Of course, sorry. You came back to check him out.
Lulu: I -- what? I didn't even know that he was going to be here.
Luke: Sweetheart, of course you did. He was here when you were here earlier, wasn't he?
Lulu: I barely even know him.
Luke: Well, that's the point, isnít it? Let me get out of here so that you can get acquainted.
Lulu: How many drinks has he had?
Luke: Don't count my drinks. You run a fine establishment, bartender. I think I'll get a little air.
Lulu: Well, my dad's really losing it. Thank you for speeding up the process.
Ethan: Well, look on the bright side, love. At least now it's out in the open. You secretly do like me.
Nikolas: You're right. You're right. I've been completely unfair to you.
Rebecca: Glad you understand.
Nikolas: It's just seeing you at the hospital, and finding out that was actually real and not some dream, it really affected me.
Rebecca: Look, I can't imagine loving anyone as much as you loved Emily. I suppose it's wonderful, but it has nothing to do with me, and I'm not going to let you drag me into someone else's life.
Nikolas: No, I understand, I do. And I promise I won't follow you around anymore. I won't show up for any random dinners at Kellyís. But I will, however, continue to pick up my coffee there most mornings. It's an old habit I don't really feel is necessary to give up, but it really has nothing to do with you, so...
Rebecca: Fair enough.
Nikolas: Okay. Again, I apologize for any problems I may have caused for you. So, bye.
Rebecca: I wish you well.
Nikolas: Yeah, you, too.
Claudia: Hey, Michael. How you doing? It's me. I don't know who keeps doing this. Who keeps moving these photographs? These are supposed to be like this. Because your family should be looking at you at all times, right? Smiling at you. So when you wake up, you won't feel so alone, right? Your father misses you so much. And your mother, talk about a force of nature, you can't even imagine how much she loves you. I know I say this every week, Michael, and I know that you're probably getting sick of hearing me say it, but I am so sorry.
Max: So you're saying there is something out there that could bring Michael back to us, that could wake him up? Mrs. C. -- Mrs. J., that's the greatest news I've heard, ever. Boss, isn't that great?
Sonny: She didn't say anything about waking Michael up.
Carly: Okay, look, it's a procedure, first of all. That's it. And before he has the procedure, he has to have a test to see if he's even a candidate, and if he is, this treatment may not even work for him.
Sonny: Okay, you know what? Set up the meeting. I don't want you to talk about this with anyone. It's my personal business, understand?
Max: I understand.
Carly: Max, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get your hopes up.
Max: No, not at all. You know, I heard what I wanted to hear. But, you know, I won't stop believing.
Sonny: So what's this all about?
Carly: When I was doing research for the benefit, I found out that there is this procedure they have been experimenting with for people who have brain injuries. I don't know, I've been thinking about it a lot. I'm not even sure if we should do it.
Sonny: It's experimental, I take it?
Carly: There's been clinical cases in Europe, but they haven't done it here.
Sonny: A drug? Is it a drug, is that what it is?
Carly: It would require minor surgery that would be stimulating parts of the brain with electrical pulses.
Sonny: I don't want a bunch of doctors shocking Michael's brain.
Carly: I know, okay? It's a lot more complicated than that, and a lot more subtle.
Carly: But they're experimenting with ways to make the stimulation permanent to sort of wake up the brain. And there's a chance -- granted, not a very good chance, that the brain could start functioning on its own.
Sonny: It just sounds pretty out there.
Carly: Yeah, I know. That's why I've been holding off talking to you about it.
Sonny: Did you talk to the doctors at the institution?
Carly: Yeah. I mean, they're noncommittal. They're not going to do anything without the parents' permission.
Sonny: So what do you want me to do? You want me to talk you into it, talk you out of it?
Carly: Well, first, you know, he has to have this test done.
Carly: And they can do it at the institute. But it's basically surgery. They have to put needles in Michael's brain.
Sonny: Is this what you want?
Carly: Well, I mean, they said the risk of complication and -- I mean, it's less than 5%.
Sonny: It's great, the way you're dealing with all this. With Michael, with the benefit, meeting with people. And you know, hey, it's amazing. It's amazing that you can have hope.
Carly: You don't think this procedure's going to work, do you?
Carly: I knew you would feel this way. That's why I haven't said anything to you about it yet.
Sonny: Well, I'm just concerned about you, that's all. I mean, you saw what Max went through, and what you go through is on a level that you can't even imagine.
Carly: You have to have hope, you know, I don't care if it's false hope. I'm okay with that.
Sonny: All right, look. If this procedure makes you feel better in any way, you go ahead and tell them that -- do what they need to do, send me the bill.
Carly: Thank you.
Sonny: Don't have to thank me, because I'm the reason Michael's tied to that bed. I know you want to tell me that everybody's responsible, but that's not true. Michael went to that warehouse to meet me. So it's my fault.
Carly: Isn't it funny? It's funny that I get through this by having hope. Even if I have to find it. And you get through this by feeling the exact opposite.
Sonny: There's a little empty place inside me where Michael used to be. The pain never goes away. And it shouldn't. But it's nothing -- it's nothing compared to what he goes through every day of his life. I can't wake him up. I can't get him --
Carly: I know. I feel helpless, too, but I just can't give up, Sonny. I can't do it.
Sonny: I know, you're a fighter, you've got to fight, right? So if this thing gives you the ammunition to get more energy, whatever you need to do it, do it.
Carly: Maybe I'm looking for something I'm never going to get. Maybe Michael's going to have his procedure and nothing changes and I have to deal with the fact that my little boy is gone and he's never coming back. Or he has this procedure and I get the miracle that I've been praying for.
Rebecca: Dr. Quartermaine? The maid let me in. Alice. She offered to announce me, but that seemed a little much.
Monica: I didn't expect to see you again.
Rebecca: Yeah. I didn't want to leave things the way they were, especially with you just out of the hospital. I only came by earlier because Mr. Quartermaine asked me to. I wasn't expecting to make such a big scene.
Monica: Well, that's what this family does best.
Rebecca: Yeah. I'm glad you're feeling better. You gave me quite a scare during the fire.
Monica: Ah, well, yes, I can imagine me passing out when I saw you had to be a little unnerving. I'm actually surprised you didn't run out of town right then and there.
Rebecca: Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad idea, huh?
Monica: No. I mean, I hope you stay. I really do. I know that this is selfish of me.
Rebecca: Look, I could have been a lot nicer about this. That's really what I wanted to say.
Monica: Look, you don't have to apologize for anything. I, on the other hand, I apologize for Tracy.
Rebecca: She was just trying to protect her family. I don't blame her. I haven't made a very good impression on anyone.
Monica: Well, how could you, really? We have been in your face right from the start.
Rebecca: Hey, you were just trying to help, that's all. And so was Nikolas. He's made some mistakes, but I completely overreacted.
Monica: Nikolas can be -- he can be intense at times, but he's got a very good heart, and I hope you will give him a chance to get things sorted out.
Robin: Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Emma Grace Scorpio drake.
Robin: I love you. Would you stop crying for a second, I need to think.
Robin: Judy, hi, it's Robin. How's Emma? Good. Good, I'm glad she's being good for you. Yeah, if you can't get her to sleep, just put on the jazz station in the background. But not too loud, okay? She seems to like that. Yeah. Rocking her is always good. And you might want to check the batteries on the baby Monitor. Um, that's actually why I'm calling. Would it be okay with you to stay with Emma for the rest of the afternoon?
Matt: You can thank me later.
Patrick: What's this?
Matt: That's me being a good brother.
Patrick: Dr. Lauren Brown?
Matt: Yes. She's considered one of the best postpartum shrinks around.
Patrick: Yeah, well, Robin has incredibly high standards for herself and everyone else. No one will live up to them.
Matt: Not even Emma. She won't stop crying when her mommy wants her to. She doesn't respond to --
Patrick: Don't make me sorry that I talked to you about this, Matt.
Matt: You're right. My bad.
Patrick: Robin needs me to cut her some slack. That's all she needs right now, okay?
Matt: Okay. We all know that postpartum depression doesn't get better without treatment. If something bad happens, you're not going to stop blaming yourself.
Patrick: Nothing bad is going to happen. There's nothing wrong.
Matt: Dr. Brown also sees postpartum daddies. You should call her.
Luke: There's no percentage in it, you know what I mean?
Nikolas: No. In what?
Luke: This love of your life thing. This feeling that you would do anything, pay any price to have her back. To make everything like it used to be. Afraid it doesn't work like that. You can't hit rewind. Hell, nothing rewinds anymore. And this clone?
Nikolas: Clone? Her name is Rebecca, by the way.
Luke: It doesn't matter who she is. It only matters who she isn't. You know what I mean?
Nikolas: I'm afraid I do.
Luke: No matter who she looks like, or what she's really doing here, she is not Emily, and she never will be. She may have Emily's eyes, but she doesn't have her heart, her soul. All that is gone into the mist. Into the cold, dark night. And no matter how you grieve or how badly you want her back, it will never happen.
Nikolas: Yeah. Well, you're not wrong, I'll tell you that. But when I first saw Rebecca, it was like having Emily back. And I know that doesn't make sense, but the part of my heart that I'd given up for dead suddenly woke up. The love that I thought I'd never feel again came rushing back to me. How am I supposed to walk away from that?
Lulu: Let's get one thing straight, okay? I don't like you. I don't even know you. And if you think for one second I came here to see you instead of my dad -- what did you put in this?
Ethan: This and that.
Lulu: Whose wallet is that?
Ethan: A customer must have left it here.
Lulu: Like hell they did. You stole it.
Ethan: No, a customer was digging through her purse and must have left it on the counter.
Lulu: You picked someone's pocket and brought it back here.
Ethan: Not at all. The woman and I had a lovely conversation. In fact, I made her a strawberry stripper.
Lulu: Oh, right.
Ethan: Oh, no, I did. The woman's name was -- Robin something, like the bird.
Lulu: Mm-hmm. Well, you see, the problem is, Robin wouldn't come to a casino in the middle of the day drinking strawberry strippers.
Ethan: Even doctors need a break every now and then.
Lulu: So where does this doctor work?
Ethan: General Hospital. But there's a problem, because it's closed at the moment. So she decided to head out and come over here strictly on impulse.
Lulu: Robin doesn't do anything on impulse. She's a total control freak.
Ethan: She did say she works a lot and that she's far too busy to have kids.
Lulu: Oh, mmm. See, I know you're lying, because Robin does have a kid. She has a little sweet baby that she's probably at home with right now.
Sonny: Robin? Hi.
Robin: Hey. Are you here visiting someone? I'm still getting clear on everyone's status after the fire.
Sonny: No, everybody that I know is accounted for and fine. I'm looking for Patrick. Is he here? Is he around?
Robin: Oh, is there a problem?
Sonny: Carly's looking at some new tests for Michael, and I wanted to ask Patrick what he thought and maybe check it out. Now that you're here, you can check it out.
Robin: Well, what kind of tests?
Sonny: I don't know, some experimental thing. I just wanted to know if it's worth it. Because if not, I'm going to go back and tell Carly, because I don't want her to get her hopes up. You know how mothers can be. You understand that.
Robin: Do you have more information about this test? Maybe I can help.
Sonny: Wait a minute. You're supposed to be out on maternity leave. What are you doing here?
Robin: Well --
Sonny: Ah --
Robin: What happened was Mercy; they're short on doctors because they're taking all the patients from General Hospital, so until they reopen, I'll be working here full-time.
Claudia: People do terrible things, but I'm not a -- I'm not a mean person, Michael, I never would have -- never would have wished for you to end up in a place like this. I never thought that he would shoot with a child in a room. That's not an excuse. It's my fault that you're in here, that you're in this coma, because I ordered the hit that put you here.
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