GH Transcript Monday 3/9/09

General Hospital Transcript Monday 3/9/09


Provided By Laurie R.
Proofread By Kathy

Maxie: Good, you're here. I packed so you can go.

Jason: You were in my closet?

Maxie: Obviously, although I'm not really sure why you need one, because a drawer would enough if you pared down your same pants and the black T-shirts that you have. Seriously, Jason, the only difference in your closet is some of the black T-shirts have short sleeves and some of them have long sleeves. Regardless, I packed you an assortment, because you never know where you're going to end up.

Jason: Maxie, just stop. What -- what is this about?

Maxie: I want you to go get Spinelli immediately.

Spinelli: This is a most propitious time of year for our journey. The seas between here and Singapore will be --

Winnifred: Mr. -- Mr. Jackal?

Spinelli: Uh-huh? Oh, um... Is the priestess feeling unwell?

Winnifred: She's fine. That is, I'm fine. The priestess and I, we're and the same --

Woman: Excuse me.

Winnifred: We're fine.

Woman: Sorry to intrude, but I desperately need your help.

Patrick: What's going on?

Lulu: I was just telling Robin about this loser that my dad hired to bartend at the Haunted Star. I mean, the guy can't open his mouth without lies popping out of it. It's like -- it's like -- I don't know, it's like an art form for him, or a hobby, or a challenge. I mean, that's the only reason that I can think that he would come up with -- I mean, today he was -- he came up with this lie that --

Robin: You know, no one got hurt or dead, so why don't we just drop it?

Patrick: Okay, I'm lost here. What -- drop what?

Sonny: Why would you say something like that? Unless you're just spouting off, I mean, for no reason at all, which could be the case, because you don't know anything about Michael's condition. And then you go and say something like that.

Claudia: I was just repeating what you said to me when you went to see Michael on his birthday. You said that he looked healthy and he just -- he just looked like he was sleeping.

Sonny: Michael's not sleeping. He's trapped in a living, breathing hell.

Luke: Nikolas. Hey, come in. Come on. I'm a little busy right now. Maybe you could just keep this young lady company for a few minutes. I need to go to the stockroom and see how much of my liquor supply my new bartender has ripped off. I'll be back.

Rebecca: Get an earful?

Nikolas: No. But I did hear Luke tell you to walk away from me. What surprises me is I thought you already had.

Lulu: My dad -- he's hired this new bartend -- no, okay, let's be painfully honest. The great Luke Spencer, con artist for the ages, has just been conned. He's let himself get taken in by a grifter who's using the Haunted Star as a base for operation. I mean, this Ethan is so obviously trouble, and my dad doesn't even see it. The guy's not even subtle, because today, he was --

Robin: You know, I'm really sorry. I wish I could help you, but if your dad won't listen to you, he's certainly not going to listen to me.

[Emma cries]

Robin: Could you check on her please?

Patrick: Who else?

Robin: Thank you. Okay, just listen to me for a second, all right? You have no idea what it's been like around here. Every since Emma came into the world, Patrick went racing past "overprotective" to "raging paranoia." Okay? If -- if he knew that my wallet was in the proximity of a grifter at a casino in the middle of the day, I swear, my husband would flip into orbit and I would never get him back.

Lulu: So you're going to let Ethan's big lies slide?

Robin: Yes, yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do, because the only thing it will do will be to create more drama. I mean, everything's in my wallet, I have all my cash and all my credit cards. Just promise me that you'll drop the whole thing.

Lulu: Okay.

Robin: Okay?

Lulu: Mm-hmm.

Robin: You won't say a word to Patrick.

Maxie: When I read this letter that Spinelli left you, I know it was an invasion of privacy, and I wouldn't have liked it if you had done it to me, but the letter was just right there begging to be read, Jason, and it's not like I wouldn't have noticed Spinelli was gone. I mean, we're supposed to go to the movies tonight. Do you know anything about that sci-fi movie?

Jason: No, I don't.

Maxie: Spinelli was going to explain it to me. He came by "Crimson" earlier, but he was being so weird. He was -- he was really quiet, and he kept staring at me. I mean, I know Spinelli stares at me all the time, but this time it was different. It was like he was memorizing the way I look or something, and... I just think it was Spinelli's way of saying goodbye.

Jason: Sounds that way.

Maxie: Why am I so oblivious? Why am I always so focused on work, I can never see the important stuff that's happening right in front of my face?

Jason: You can't blame yourself for stopping something you didn't know was going to happen.

Maxie: I could have been intuitive. Or better yet, why didn't Spinelli tell me himself that he was leaving?

Jason: Because he didn't want you to talk him out of it.

Maxie: Well, I can promise you one thing. When I see him again, as soon as I'm done hugging him within an inch of his life, I'm going to read him up one side and down the other -- right after you bring him back.

Jason: I'm sorry, Maxie. I won't be doing that.

Woman: I couldn't help but notice how effective you were at solving Ralph’s foreclosure problem, and so quickly, too.

Spinelli: With all -- with all due modesty, there are few, if any, equal to the Jackal in the realm of cyberspace.

Winnifred: I can vouch for that.

Woman: I was hoping maybe you'd be inspired to help me as well.

Spinelli: The Jackal would be happy to assist --

Winnifred: The Jackal is extremely busy -- he's busy.

Sonny: Every time I see Michael, I feel actual pain -- rage growing in my chest, climbing in my throat. I feel like I can't breathe. I can't speak. I don't know. I mean, you know, it's like I see that little boy, and it's like he's a -- he's a shell of his old self. All I can think about is that person. Why... Would he do that to him?

Claudia: Sonny, I thought that you made peace with that.

Sonny: Peace?

Claudia: Sorry, I --

Sonny: How do you -- how do you make peace?

Claudia: I don't know. I don't know.

Sonny: Yeah, look, acceptance is one thing. I know that my little boy's going to be lying on that bed for the rest of his -- oh, I don't know how long. Until his heart stops. I know that his spirit gets released, and sometimes I even try to convince myself that, you know, when you love someone, part of their spirit stays with you, you know, and you carry it forever. Sometimes I even -- I feel my little boy next to me. His love, his --

[Sonny sighs]

Sonny: I stru -- I struggle with all that. You know? It's very hard.

Sonny: Acceptance of... a horrible reality that you can't change is one thing, but it's not the same as making peace with it. I think -- I think --

Sonny: I think about my son every day, and I miss him. And I think about what happened to him every day that I wake up in the morning, till I go to sleep at night. And all I want to do... is make someone pay.

Sonny: I -- but you know what? I actually envy Jason, because at least he got the satisfaction of looking Devlin in the eye, making sure he knew why he was going to die. I mean, I wish that was me, because if it was, I would have wasted that guy, and enjoyed it. But there is a part of me who still -- it's still in my head. I'm trying to figure out if Devlin acted alone or if he had an accomplice, right?

Claudia: Right.

Sonny: Who's still out there spending money, shopping, while my... my son is in the aftercare center, robbed of his life.

Claudia: Well, I don't presume to speak for Michael, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want this for you. I don't think Michael would want you obsessing and spending your life obsessing on revenge.

Sonny: You didn't know my -- my little boy. He was -- he's a lot like me. Yeah, he would want Carly and I to get on with our lives and be happy, but... he would also want revenge, just like I do.

Jason: Leaving was Spinelli's decision. He's got the right, and I have to respect it, Maxie.

Maxie: That has to be the dumbest thing that you have ever said. Spinelli is the sweetest guy in the world, but let's face it, he can't walk down a city block without getting into trouble. Spinelli lives in this comic book fantasyland where meek and mild-mannered guys wear capes and fly, and right always triumphs. But, Jason, you and I know that the world is a lot meaner than that. He needs us. You to be the brawn, and me to be the light of his life and shield him from people who want to hurt him and take advantage of him. And I know that I've taken advantage of Spinelli in the past, but I honestly, genuinely care about him. You believe that, don't you?

Jason: Yeah, I do.

Maxie: Come on, Jason, Spinelli needs us. Please forget your stupid, manly code, and just go get him before something terrible happens to him.

Woman: And since my ex-husband works for the government, he knows how to hide assets that are rightfully mine.

Spinelli: That -- that is grievously unfair.

Woman: My sentiments exactly. Will you help me?

Spinelli: The Jackal would be honored to assist such a gracious damsel in distress.

Winnifred: The priestess requests a moment -- alone. Alone.

Woman: It would be great if you could get on it right away.

Winnifred: Ooh, what's the big hurry, presumptuous one? If, as you claim, your slippery ex-husband confiscated marital assets years back, why do you need them back in the next 10 minutes?

Spinelli: Actually, I'm sorry -- I must confer with my colleague. If -- if you wouldn't mind just excusing us for a moment?

Woman: Of course.

Spinelli: Why -- why are you being so uncharacteristically rude?

Winnifred: Because I sense a trap. I strongly suggest you do not trust that stranger, and above all, Jackal, do not employ your cyber skills on her behalf. I fear that it is going to come back to haunt you.

Spinelli: The priestess sounds a bit like Maximista when she warned me against you.

Winnifred: Well, since Maxie was right, maybe you should listen.

Rebecca: I hope your friend won't mind.

Nikolas: I think I can speak for Luke -- help yourself.

Rebecca: You want something?

Nikolas: No, thanks.

Rebecca: Can I be honest?

Nikolas: Please do.

Rebecca: This whole Emily thing really makes my head hurt, you know, all I know about her is what I've been told, so I have no idea what I'm supposed to do for all of you people that love and miss her so much.

Nikolas: I -- I get that. It took me a while, but it's clear now.

Rebecca: I'm a pretty selfish person. My priorities are whatever I'm involved in at the moment, but I like to think I'm not heartless, and, um, I could have been -- I should have been a little more compassionate when you first approached me. So, you know, that's why I was here, so I could ask Luke how I could help you. I guess I should have saved myself a trip and just gone directly to the source.

Nikolas: Thank you. I appreciate the generosity, but there's really nothing you can do for me. And as you pointed out more than once... you're not Emily. And it was wrong for me to, I guess, transfer my grief over her onto you. But rest assured, it won't happen again. Okay, so, I have to go.

Patrick: Emma's asleep.

Robin: Good.

Patrick: How's Lulu?

Robin: Oh, she's fine. She just -- I don't know. This new guy, Ethan or something -- she's afraid that he's taking advantage of her dad. I don't know why she thought I could help.

Patrick: So it's not an emergency or anything.

Robin: No. She just needed to vent, I think.

Patrick: That's good. So we can move on.Robin, I'd like to discuss what happened at Mercy today.

Robin: Can we not? I -- I -- you know, I really don't want to fight with you anymore.

Patrick: Well, that's good. Neither do I. I love you. And I know you love me, and we have everything we need, everything we've ever wanted. We're married; we have a beautiful little daughter, a new home. I don't understand why you're so unhappy.

Robin: So it makes you feel better if you can slap a label on it, like "postpartum depression"?

Spinelli: Don't you see? The financially challenged ex's appearance is serendipitous. It's exactly the kind of task that will allow the Jackal to reach his worthy goal of using his cyber-strength in the service of others.

Winnifred: Okay, I realize that you feel the need to atone for the perceived wrongs that you've committed, but this snake in disguise is not your path to vindication.

Spinelli: How -- how can you be so sure?

Winnifred: Women have intuition, especially when it comes to other women, which is how Maxie pegged me for an ulterior motivation at first sight. Now circumstances are repeating, with an alteration of cast and a shifting of loyalties.

Spinelli: If the Jackal may respectfully submit, perhaps your work with the federal ones has made you inordinately suspicious.

Winnifred: Okay, well, I respectfully submit that maybe the Jackal is overestimating his people savvy, which I'm compelled to point out is what got you into trouble in the first place. I mean, have you not admitted it yourself that hubris is your fatal flaw? Did you not just learn a bitter lesson in pride goeth before a fall? And is it not possible that the Jackal may be reacting more towards with -- with hormones than with brain matter? You're overcompensating to impress this somewhat attractive if obvious older female.

Spinelli: Wait. It would be unjust and unkind to have just helped the kindly proprietor without qualification, and then refuse assistance to Cassandra simply because she's attractive.

Winnifred: So the Jackal does find the overblown femme fatale attractive?

Spinelli: Well, yeah. Well -- well, no, she's not -- she's not really my type.

Winnifred: Yeah, right. You prefer your women dimwitted and blonde.

Spinelli: Okay, this conversation has reached its natural end. The Jackal is on a quest. I can and will provide assistance when called. Um, hey, I would be -- I would be pleased to help you.

Cassandra: Thank you so much. My ex-husband's financial records are in my room. We could get started right away.

Spinelli: Yes, of course. Just lead the way.

[Spinelli chuckles]

[Knock at door]

Jason: What happened?

Carly: Nothing's wrong. Okay, nothing's wrong. This is, um -- it's good news... Assuming I move forward, and I'm not sure I will.

Jason: Um... You're kind of talking in circles. So normally that means you have some kind of plan, or something's hurting you too much to say it out loud.

Carly: There's no plan.

[Carly sighs]

Carly: All right, um... I have been... researching a test that could lead to potential treatment for Michael. It's a long shot. But here's the question --if there was a chance in a million that we could bring Michael back, why am I not grabbing onto it with both hands?

Sonny: Like I said, people used to say that Michael was... a lot like me. He was stubborn.

[Sonny laughs]

Sonny: I mean, argumentative, fearless. He would stand upright to you to get what he wanted. But he also believed in retribution. I mean, it's nothing that I was proud of, but I understood it. I mean, Michael went through a lot of loss in a short period of time. Carly and I splitting up, Leticia and Emily getting killed.

Claudia: Who's Leticia?

Sonny: Michael and Morgan’s nanny. We used to sit... Michael down and explain to him about death, you know? Emily's going to heaven, revenge is not going to bring Leticia back. He didn't want to hear any of it. All he want -- all he wanted was his dad to find whoever killed them and make them pay. It's all Michael wanted. And I got to tell you...

Sonny: That's what I want, too.

Claudia: Look, I understand the need for revenge. Come on. I do, but this case is closed. Sonny, the man that shot Michael is dead, and... for what it's worth, I'm just wondering if maybe you should try to think positive. Carly seems to believe there's -- there's hope for Michael for a cure for him. Maybe you should try to believe that, too.

Robin: So as far as you're concerned, me having postpartum is the answer to all of our problems, because, well, you can understand it, right? Diagnosis and treatment. Here's the scenario, okay? Tell me if you think I'm wrong. I go to a shrink, I talk about all of my problems, they give me some medication, and then all of a sudden, problem solved.

Patrick: I don't know if you think mocking the situation is going to help or not, but I think therapy is something that I would like to explore.

Robin: It would be a waste of time and money, because I don't have postpartum depression, okay? I am just the person that I have always been. I am Robin. I just happen to also be a mother, okay? And I admit, it is a lot more than I bargained for. And good for you. I'm glad that you're handling it just fine, but in all fairness, your expectations were much lower. The reality is I just don't want to stay home all day, okay? I miss my work. No medication or amount of talking to somebody is going to help that. I need my life back.

Patrick: Well, that sounds great, Robin. But where does our daughter fit into that little equation?

Nikolas: Well, since you refuse to visit me, I have come to you instead.

Alexis: I adore you, and no one is more delighted to see you than me... except I have made it very clear that I hate the launch, especially in the winter.

Nikolas: Right, so assuming you agree to help me, we can continue to meet here, right in your cozy little office.

Alexis: Okay, so you're all princey today. Why don't you have a seat? Tell me what's wrong, what's going on, who's in trouble.

Nikolas: Nothing -- it's Jax. I allowed myself to get distracted, and now it's put me in an intolerable situation. I want this thing taken care of once and for all in court.

Alexis: You want me to sue Jax?

Nikolas: Yes, I would like you to represent me. Now, I realize that there is a conflict of interest, so feel free to turn me down.

Alexis: Okay, so before you put me in the middle between my nephew and my best friend, why don't you just acknowledge what's really going on?

Nikolas: What -- meaning what?

Alexis: Meaning you're looking for something else to focus on so you don't have to deal with watching this woman walk around town with Emily’s face.

Sam: All right, look, it wasn't really an easy decision for Jason to make, but after thinking it through, it kind of feels like --

Maxie: I don't really care what Jason decided, okay? I'm not Spinelli. I don't think Jason's this wise, all-knowing oracle. I think he's a dumb mobster.

Sam: Okay.

Maxie: Don't -- don't get me wrong. I think Jason's been a good friend to Spinelli in the past, but he's not stepping up now, and a good friend would know when Spinelli's in trouble, so who's going to pick up the slack? It's going to be me, and if you know anything, you're going to tell me.

Sam: Hold on a second. Bef -- listen -- don't be offended. I just kind of have to ask, do you want Spinelli home for him or for you?

Maxie: I'm not offended. I think that it would be good for both of us. I shouldn't have to tell you, Sam. You've seen us together. Spinelli will never be happy if he's away from me, and I will always worry about him. If the roles were reversed, I would help you out.

Sam: Okay, all right, listen. I don't know much.

Maxie: But you know something.

Sam: I do, yeah. One of my contacts told me that he did book a plane ticket to L.A.

Carly: I've known about this test for a while. You know, I've been going back and forth on whether I should let Michael take it.

Jason: I mean, have you spoken to Sonny?

Carly: He told me it was up to me, you know?

[Jason exhales]

Jason: And you want to do it?

Carly: I thought Spinelli could just look up a whole bunch of information online for me and tell me --

Jason: Yeah, Spinelli can't really help you.

Carly: Why don't you want Spinelli to help me?

Jason: It's not that I don't want to. I'd have him do whatever you want him to do, but he took off. He got in trouble with the feds. I don't know where this kid is.

Carly: So you just let him go?

Jason: Well, I didn't have a say, Carly. He made a choice, and I have to honor it.

Sonny: Luke, you around?

Luke: Hey, Mr. Corinthos, always a pleasure. What can we do for you? A game of chance, maybe, or a drink?

Sonny: I'd love a drink. I need a sounding board, if you're in the mood.

Luke: Well, sure, as long as you don't want any advice. I'm fresh out of that.

Sonny: No, I just need someone to be objective, and that's always you.

Luke: Well, I appreciate that vote of confidence. Shoot.

Sonny: Carly found... found out about some tests for experimental treatment for Michael -- basically a Hail Mary to get him to wake up -- so she came to me, and she -- you know, she asked what I thought and if -- you know, if I was -- if I'd let her, whatever. I said, "Go, you do what you want to do. You make the call." But sitting on it, I've been wondering... If I made a mistake.

Nikolas: All right, look, I realize that Jax is one of your all-time favorite people in life, but don't divert my anger towards him by throwing Rebecca into the mix. He literally bought the ground out from underneath my feet. If I don't do something aggressive, I could be living in the middle of a causeway.

Alexis: Really?

Nikolas: Yes.

Alexis: You mean like a spa-golf course kind of thing? 'Cause I could learn to love that.

Nikolas: You think this is -- you think this is funny?

Alexis: Maybe it's fate. Maybe it's just giving you a  little push so that you give up that godforsaken rock that you're living on, and move into a normal house in a normal neighborhood, where people can actually walk up to your doorstep and visit.

Nikolas: I guess I have my answer.

Alexis: I'm sorry.

Nikolas: I'll see you later, bye.

Alexis: Sorry, I didn't -- I didn't say that I wouldn't consider it, but I just -- before I do, I would like you just to be honest with me about why you feel so compelled to pursue this.

Nikolas: Rebecca again?

Alexis: Convince me I'm wrong.

Nikolas: Well, you're not. Not completely. See, I've had a moment of clarity, so to speak. I realized I was being completely unfair to Rebecca, by latching on to her, hoping that she would fill some hole that Emily left in my life. She can't. There is only one Emily, and she can't be duplicated, so there you go.

Alexis: You know, accepting that is going to save you a lot of heartache.

Nikolas: Do you know how annoying it is to me when you're right?

Alexis: Especially when it happens so often. I know. I can't help it that I love you so very much.

Nikolas: Okay. I love you, too.

Carly: Obviously, I want to know what you think.

Jason: I just don't -- I don't feel like it's my place to weigh in on this right now, okay?

Carly: Yes, it is, Jason. I need your advice.

Jason: So you said... the chance of Michael showing any improvement after the test or the treatment or whatever it is -- it's like one in a million?

Carly: Yes, but I mean, if there's really no risk, and Michael won't be in any pain --

Jason: So is that what you're saying to me? There's no risk at all?

Carly: Okay, it is surgery. They have to put a needle in his brain. There is a risk of infection. There is.

Jason: Yeah, there is a risk. And if something goes wrong, what? Michael's going to be worse off than he is right now?

Carly: If it's successful, this could be the first step at finding a cure for him.

Jason: Yeah, right. It could be, or not.

Carly: Okay, but don't we owe it to Michael to figure out everything, no matter where it's going to lead us?

Jason: Carly, I think the question that you need to ask is -- look, look, you're tearing yourself up already. We haven't even started this process. You haven't even started going through this. No matter how much distance you try to keep, you are going to get your hopes up, and what if it doesn't work?

Carly: I can't turn my back on a cure because I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed.

Jason: Then you have your answer.

Carly: Thank you.

Jason: You knew before you came here.

Carly: But I need to talk to you first.

Luke: Well, you know, I generally make it a point never to ask personal questions about people's family business, but --

[Glasses clink]

Luke: Since Michael is my sister's grandchild, I can tell you with some confidence that if this test is going to cause him any pain or discomfort, she won't like it.

Sonny: Yeah, the doctors assured Carly that it's painless and there's minimal chance of side effects.

Luke: Then what's the problem?

Sonny: I just keep thinking that I've been a coward, you know? Emotionally speaking, I've let Carly take all responsibility of decision-making when it comes to Michael.

Luke: Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but after Michael was shot, didn't she legally bar you from any care for the boys?

Sonny: Yes, but we've gone past that. All Carly hopes for every day is to find some cure for Michael, and me, I've just kind of accepted that he's -- he's at peace, his spirit is free, and... that's my acceptance. But now I'm starting to think that maybe that's just a copout.

[Door opens]

Claudia: Oh, God. How long have Sonny and I been married? You still sail in here like you're queen of all that you survey. Sonny's not here, and I'm not interested in your latest round of threats.

Kate: Hmm, well, you better get interested, or you better dig deep and figure out a way to be civil to me, or -- I don't know, Claudia -- my feelings might get hurt, and then I'll pout, and I'll feel bad, and then I'll get angry and figure out ways to hurt you back, like -- I don't know -- ending this whole cat and mouse game we got going on and telling someone your deep, dark secret, telling someone who can use it.

Claudia: What is that supposed to mean?

Kate: Well, I'm sure that you have a wake of enemies you've left in your destructive trail. I'm sure that there are people who are motivated to use leverage against you, but they just don't have it. Well, I have it. I know that you were responsible for putting your husband's son in a coma.

Maxie: Can you tell me if you have a Hudson Rorschach registered there? Are you sure? Okay, thanks. Finally.

Lulu: Don't get on my case. I am not in the mood.

Maxie: I don't have time to get on your case. Just start dialing.

Lulu: What impossible task has Kate assigned to us now?

Maxie: It's a personal project. Spinelli's gone, on the lam, alone.

Lulu: Oh, my God. Where is he?

Maxie: Well, I mean, the only lead I have is L.A., but my expert Spinelli instincts tell me he'll probably end up in San Pedro.

Lulu: How does that track?

Maxie: Well, it's the closest port to Los Angeles. Spinelli will probably try to hire on or buy passage on a freighter.

Lulu: No, no, no, Spinelli gets seasick.

Maxie: He'll think of that way too late. All he's probably thinking is international superheroes travel by freighter.

Lulu: Oh, my God. You're right.

Maxie: Ask for Hudson Rorschach.

Lulu: Who is that?

Maxie: It's the secret identity of Spinelli's favorite superhero. I bet a week's salary that that's the name he's using.

Lulu: All right, I'm on it. Hi, I'm trying to find out if a Hudson Rorschach is there. Okay, thank you anyway.

Man: Coffee shop.

Maxie: Hi, someone at the front desk transferred me to you for some reason, I think.

Man: I'm the manager of the hotel, but I also run the coffee shop. What can I do for you?

Maxie: Oh, well, I'm calling to see if you have a guest registered there by the name of Hudson Rorschach.

Man: Oh, yeah.  Hudson's staying here.

Maxie: Don't let him check out. I will be right there.

Cassandra: Are you feeling all right?

Spinelli: The Jackal is somewhat fatigued by his long journey and the effects of... Emotional upheaval. But despite his compromised condition, the funds long hidden by your vindictive ex have been diverted to your savings account.

Cassandra: Wow, I can't tell you how blown away I am. You're like a magician or something. Hacking into secured government websites isn't easy.

Spinelli: It's mere child's play for the Jackal. And now, having attained my daily goal, and aided not one, but two souls in need, I shall return to --

Cassandra: Enjoy your nap, Mr. Jackal. We've only just begun.

Sam: All right, I'm here in the spirit of full disclosure, so please, Jason, please don't try and talk me out of this.

Jason: I don't like it already.

Sam: All right, just listen. I just left Maxie's, and she is totally flipped out about Spinelli taking off.

Jason: Right.

Sam: And the more she started to talk about it, the more I started to actually see her point of view. Spinelli is not capable of taking care of himself. Even if he manages to stay off the radar of the feds, he's going to wind up getting himself in trouble, and not because he's stupid or weak, but he very innocently has valuable but potentially dangerous hacking skills that make him a huge target for the bad guys. So, Jason, I have decided to go and look for him. You are more than welcome to come along, if you would like, but either way, I'm going, so I guess all I need to know is, are you in, or are you out?

Patrick: Emma's changed.

Robin: Why does that make you edgy?

Patrick: You make me edgy, Robin. I love my daughter, but I'm starting to resent the fact that I'm the only one that takes care of her when I'm home.

Robin: Ahem -- you mean the few hours that you're here in between shifts? What do you think it's like to be here all day?

Patrick: That's what you wanted.

Robin: Well, now I'm telling you I want something different. We've already discussed getting a nanny, but we never actually do it, because you're so passive-aggressive about the whole situation.

Patrick: Fine, you want a nanny? We'll get a nanny. And in the meantime, I'll stay home and devote my time to child care. It doesn't matter if someone might need a brain surgeon.

Robin: Right, because your job is so much more important than mine.

[Knock on door]

Carly: Hi.

Patrick: Hey, Carly.

Carly: I'm sorry. Is this a bad time?

Patrick: No, it's fine.

Carly: I wanted to talk to you about something. There is this test to see if Michael would be a good candidate for an experimental procedure.

Patrick: Yeah, I talked to Sonny about it, but I have to say that the odds of this working are not --

Carly: I know about the odds. I'm okay with the odds. I just really want you to perform the test.

Kate: Hmm, well, let's see. Who can I come up with off the top of my head? You know, people who would like to see you pay for what you did to Michael? Let's see. Well, there's Jason. I mean, Jason thought of Michael as his son, and Jason also killed Ian Devlin, so who knows what kind of things that Ian said just before he died? I mean, that put together with my contribution might just put all the pieces into place for Jason. And then there's Carly.

Claudia: That's sick, Kate. Sick, even for you. To use a mother's pain for her injured son to torment me?

Kate: Stop deflecting, Claudia. It's not very accommodating, and it's certainly not very smart. I was the one who was with Sonny when Michael was shot. I am the one who understands how it affected him in ways that you can't --

Sonny: What are you talking about Michael for?

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