General Hospital Transcript Thursday 4/2/09
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Robin: That came out wrong. I've always wanted to be a mom. I just -- it's a lot more difficult than I thought -- well, than I expected it to be.
Dr. Brown: What did you expect it to be?
Robin: I thought I would have that bond, you know, that connection that you always hear about. That I should be able to know instinctively how to take care of my daughter -- how to hold her, how to comfort her, how to reassure her. But that doesn't exist. So I don't really know why except for the fact that I'm just a horrible failure.
Dr. Brown: So in your world you're either perfect or a failure. There's no middle ground?
Robin: I always put pressure on myself to be good at everything, so why would being a mother be any different?
Dr. Brown: Is that why you've hesitated to get into therapy?
Robin: I told myself to give it time. That one day I'll pick up my daughter and that connection will be there. If I could just stop pressuring myself for a second, then one day I'll feel everything I'm supposed to feel. I mean, that has to happen. If it doesn't --
Dr. Brown: If it doesn't?
Robin: I can't let my daughter know that I don't want to be a mom.
Patrick: I'm not saying it's going to be easier, but with Robin in treatment for postpartum depression, I have to believe things are going to get better.
Epiphany: What do we got?
Man: Car crash. Female, mid-20's, head trauma, unresponsive. Pupils equal and reactive. She wasn't wearing her seat belt.
Patrick: Any preexisting conditions?
Man: She's a new mother. She gave birth about three months ago.
Sonny: Finish your thought. I have a right to know what?
Olivia: You have the right to know that you're a great father. And you loved your kids the best way that you knew how. They're lucky to have you -- all of them.
Claudia: John, stop. Please, you can't do this.
Johnny: You sick son of a --
Claudia: Don't do this. It's okay, Johnny, please. A little help?
Jason: Don't stop on my account.
Claudia: Johnny, please.
Jax: [Speaking German]
Carly: Is that the Berlin deal again? That's been one headache after another.
Jax: No, that was Dr. Hensen's research assistant.
Carly: Michael's Dr. Hensen? What's going on? Are they now reconsidering Michael as a candidate? I don't understand. Did you tell them that money is no problem and that we're fine and we can --
Jax: Sit down.
Carly: Why do you have that look on your face?
Jax: The treatment could kill Michael.
Jason: John, if you want to kill him, I really don't have a problem with it.
Johnny: That's fine with me.
Claudia: Hey, come on, no. Enough. John, enough. Please, just go take a walk and cool down for me.
Johnny: And leave you in the middle of this?
Claudia: I'm fine. I really got this. And I'm doing better without you here. Please, I'm asking you, please.
Ric: Your brother's as crazy as your old man.
Ric: Now that you stopped your brother from killing me, maybe you want to explain to Jason what this is all about. Because I'm sure he's going to want to run to tell Sonny about it.
Claudia: Go away, Ric. Go crawl back under your rock and be happy that I saved your life.
Ric: Sure, no problem. You can give him all the ugly details in private.
Jason: Claudia, what's going on?
Sonny: I don't know what I was expecting, but if you're going to praise me for being a great father, there's no point in that.
Olivia: It's not flattery, Sonny. You know me better than that. I meant every word I said.
Sonny: You're entitled to your opinion, but you know what? I know what I've done. I know where I failed as a father, and it's not the pretty picture you're paining -- even though I wish it was.
Olivia: I'm not about to nominate you for sainthood, okay? I'm just saying at least you take responsibility for your kids. You're not like those bums we grew up with. What was his name? Danny Zee.
Sonny: Danny Zee, right.
Olivia: Or the Matteo brothers.
Sonny: Well, I remember you called me a bum in the day.
Olivia: Maybe once or twice.
Sonny: Once or twice an hour. I actually forgot my name there. I thought it was bum.
Olivia: But you knew exactly how to make me stop, didn't you? You just didn't want to do it. That was your choice.
Sonny: Working for Joe Scully wasn't the worst thing in the world.
Olivia: Well, in my book it was.
Sonny: That's why I met Connie the first time, because I was paying you back for giving me so much grief.
Olivia: I know.
Sonny: I know.
Olivia: I mean, I knew that. I just wasn't going to bust your chops about it. And I went too far during that last fight. And I've always wished that --
Sonny: You always wished what?
Man: It was a single car accident. She wasn't wearing a seat belt. And it looks like she drove right into an overpass.
Epiphany: Let's go.
Patrick: Okay, let's start with a stat x-ray. Get a cat scan. Get a loading dose of dexamethasone and a Mannitol drip. We should get a tox screen and blood alcohol. I want to know why a woman not wearing a seat belt drives into an overpass.
Dr. Brown: That's the second time you've suggested that you don't want to be a mother.
Robin: I didn't mean that. I'm not used to this therapy. I've always wanted to be a mother. I want to be a mother.
Dr. Brown: It's just not what you expected it to be. This room is a safe place, Robin. And it's important that you be honest about your feelings.
Robin: Okay, but I'm not one of those people that thinks therapy fixes everything.
Dr. Brown: It fixes one thing. You know you have an illness, and you're --
Robin: Yeah, I know. I mean, I know a lot of women have issues after they give birth. There's that lack of sleep. There's hormonal imbalance. You know, I've always been able to figure out things on my own. I can handle this. You wouldn't know this, but I originally had planned to get pregnant in vitro. I wanted a kid so badly, I thought, I'm going to do this with or without a man in my life. Now Patrick is the perfect father, and here I am the one making the mess of everything.
Dr. Brown: I'm sure Patrickís a great guy, but there's no such thing as a perfect father.
Robin: Well, I just meant that, you know, this isn't the way things were supposed to be. I had it all figured out.
Dr. Brown: You talk a lot about how things should be, but I don't hear a lot about how you feel.
Robin: Um, I feel stretched too thin. That's how I feel. I feel irritated and bitchy. I snap at Patrick. I don't want to eat. I'm angry. I feel a lot, but not when it comes to Emma. I feel nothing. And I feel -- I mean, if you haven't noticed, I've also lost the ability to form a coherent sentence.
Dr. Brown: You're doing fine. How about your husband? How's that relationship?
Robin: I've lost interest in sex, which makes me feel guilty and completely incompetent. But of course, I blame him for it. I get angry. And then I start to feel guilty all over again. And that just becomes a whirlwind of all these impulses.
Dr. Brown: What kind of impulses?
Lulu: I cannot believe I let you rip me off.
Luke: Play nice, kids.
Ethan: Luke, can you spot this little show pony 50 bucks so we can keep playing?
Luke: No, you see my rule is don't play if you can't break even -- something my daughter seems to have forgotten.
Lulu: My own father lets this lowlife take advantage of me.
Luke: Sweetheart, when it comes to gambling, I've always told you, the only person who can save you is you.
Lulu: Well, I guess I need a refresher because not only did I not win back the petty cash that Ethan swiped, I'm down to two week's salary, so there goes my rent. Good-bye. I'm leaving.
Luke: Hold on. Not so fast. You're a Spencer, not a quitter. What's up here? You don't let some hustler take advantage of you, and then just walk away.
Lulu: You think that I lost on purpose?
Luke: Well, I don't know, do I? I'll tell you what. I will spot you. How's that? And then you can show him what you're really made of.
Lulu: No, no, I'm over it. He's a liar, and he's obnoxious. And I refuse to let him steamroll me again.
Luke: Hold on. My goodness, look at this. My cash box is completely empty. There was 1000 bucks in here when I left and now, nada.
Lulu: Huh. Well, I'll leave you two to work this out. Good luck, Dad.
Luke: Hold on, little girl. Not so fast. What's your hurry?
Lulu: I'm taking what's left of my pride and going back to work. But you're welcome to teach him a lesson or two.
Luke: I will, but first, maybe I should do a quick search of that bag you're holding onto like a life raft.
Lulu: I cannot believe you don't trust me.
Carly: Okay, I don't understand. Nothing we knew about the procedure suggested it could be fatal.
Jax: It's experimental surgery, Carly. It's still a clinical trial in Europe as we speak. Out of the 10 patients, one died early on in the treatment. They thought it was from natural causes. But then just this week another patient died from exactly the same treatment.
Carly: Okay, when we first took Michael to the institute, they told us about quite a few things we had to look out for. Pneumonia, kidney failure, heart failure -- I mean, the patients in this test are comatose. How do we know that their deaths are a result from the procedure? How do we know they didn't die from the other complications?
Jax: Well, they can't be sure of that. But they also can't rule it out.
Olivia: You know what I learned a long time ago? There's no point in wishing for stuff that you can't have, so --
Sonny: Yeah? You know what I learned a long time ago? There's no point in remembering the past, because it's not always as romantic as you remembered. Your mom warned you about guys like me. She was right.
Olivia: Sonny, you're not going to paint me like I'm some kind of saint or something. I mean, I didn't mind that you were a renegade.
Sonny: Oh, you didn't mind? Well, that's how I got into your -- you know.
Olivia: My bitchin' Camero, right?
Olivia: It wasn't about you being a bad boy.
Sonny: All right.
Olivia: And you know it. It was about you being in the mob. That was it. That was where I drew the line. That was why we broke up.
Sonny: Over and over and over.
Olivia: You always came back.
Sonny: Who always came back? Half the time you were crying and saying you were sorry.
Olivia: Oh, now I know you got me confused with some other girl.
Sonny: Oh, that's right. So you were the one standing there pretending that you weren't crying, swearing that even if I walked on broken glass, you wouldn't take me back. And then what happened? I kissed you. And you couldn't help but kiss me back, right? And then you punched me in the stomach. Now that I didn't expect -- that last time.
Olivia: Yeah. I got to admit, there for a minute, I was pretty sure you were going to hit me back. And then you just froze. I saw you turn to ice right in front of my face. And you just walked away.
Sonny: I don't like to get hit. It drives me crazy, and my first reaction is to hit back.
Olivia: I knew that. I did know that, and I did it anyway. And I'm sorry; 25 years too late maybe, but I'm sorry.
Sonny: I saw you standing there in that uniform you had, you know? With the tennis shoes, and you looked all nice and everything. And I said to myself, I better walk away and not fight because I don't want to go down that ugly, dark road with someone like you. So whatever, I just --
Olivia: You know, I came back to find you that night.
Sonny: Of course you did. Because you wanted to make up with me.
Olivia: You were already flirting with my cousin. I had my pride. Even then, I wasn't about to jump through hoops to get your attention. I sure as hell wasn't going to compete with Connie for a bum like you.
Sonny: Ow. You saying it was all my fault?
Olivia: It was most absolutely your fault. If you hadn't have been flirting with Connie, that night we could've --
Sonny: You could've been a contender. We could have had class. We might have been all right, you know?
Olivia: Really, Corinthos. You really blew it.
Sonny: Well, you know it's funny how things -- if you hadn't seen me with your cousin, I might have not gotten together with her, and you and I would have gotten together. And maybe after you were done crying and saying you were sorry, and we had good make-up sex and who knows -- hey, I could've been the father of your son.
Claudia: You hate Ric. You don't even pretend that you don't. At the party the other night, it took you like five minutes to start a fight with him.
Jason: There's nothing new about that, Claudia.
Claudia: Well, if you start believing his lies and backing him against me, telling Sonny --
Jason: Hold on. I'm just saying Ric is being a little too cocky lately, like a man who has leverage to back up his arrogance. And I walk in here, and Johnny's trying to kill him.
Claudia: There's not a lot of love going around these days.
Jason: Ric's trying to blackmail you. So you can tell it to me or you can tell it to Sonny. What has Ric got on you?
Patrick: Where are those CAT scan results?
Epiphany: On the way, Doctor.
Patrick: Are those the pictures?
Elizabeth: The results of the blood panel. The patient has no drugs or alcohol in her system. No history of epilepsy or any other condition that would cause her to pass out at the wheel. Her last hospital stay was to give birth three months ago, and that went well.
Patrick: There's got to be some sort of medical explanation. The police said the roads were fine. The car was sound. Something's going on here. I want to know what it is.
Robin: I have done some research on postpartum depression. And I've already settled on a treatment plan that works for me.
Dr. Brown: Have you?
Robin: Yes, I want to start hormone therapy in conjunction with a nutritionist-supervised diet. I have read that a well-balanced organic diet helps balance the hormones, and I plan to exercise regularly.
Dr. Brown: Well, if you've got it all figured out, why are you here?
Robin: To please my husband.
Dr. Brown: In all my years of practice, I've never had a patient who successfully overcame anything for someone else. You have to do it for yourself.
Robin: Are you questioning that I'm qualified to make a diagnosis?
Dr. Brown: Only one of us gets to have a God complex in this room. I'm the doctor. You're the patient. And I'm telling you you're in a world of trouble.
Robin: Maybe I should get a second opinion.
Dr. Brown: Be my guest. I've heard enough to determine that you're clinically depressed.
Robin: I don't think that taking a pill solves the problem.
Dr. Brown: I'm not negating your treatment plan. It's smart to include diet and exercise. The meds are meant to work in conjunction with our therapy and your lifestyle changes. So that the next time you want to turn right instead of left, maybe you'll think twice.
Robin: All right, I'll see you next week.
Dr. Brown: With your current symptoms, I suggest we start out by meeting every day.
Robin: That bad, huh?
Dr. Brown: It's up to you. You can either get serious or continue doing what you're doing now.
Robin: Okay. Fine, you win. I will see you tomorrow. Same time?
Dr. Brown: Mm-hmm.
Carly: You know, I'm not going to walk away from Dr. Hensen's procedure. I just -- I can't.
Jax: It's a 20% mortality rate, Carly. It's very risky.
Carly: And if we do nothing, what do we have? Michael lying in a hospital bed. Isn't it worth risking his life to give him a life?
Jax: There could be some experimental treatment that's right around the corner that we don't know about yet. Carly, it's only been a year. Give it some time.
Carly: It's only been a year? Jax, it's been a year of Michael not being able to play ball -- of him not being able to read a book or fight with his brother. Or every single night when I put him to bed and I tuck him in and I tell him I love him. I get nothing back.
Jax: All I'm saying is we cannot let our emotions drive this decision. We both know the research. We both know that coma patients can wake up.
Carly: Okay, every single doctor who has checked out Michael has told me that he is not going to wake up.
Jax: And they also said that they can't be sure. We'd be risking Michael's life with this.
Carly: I know that. I know that. I know it's a risk. But if I do nothing at all, that's giving up all hope. And I can't live with myself.
Jax: I'm not trying to tell you what to do, okay? I'm just saying that we need to think clearly, because after all the mistakes that have been made, we can't afford to make another one just so we feel better.
Claudia: I'm not the enemy, Jason. I risked everything for Sonny, and I'm completely committed to him, 100%.
Jason: What's in it for you?
Claudia: Well, you know, Sonny actually, believe it or not, values my opinion and what I bring to this marriage. And he offered me a position of respect which is more than any man has ever given me. And I don't go to bed at night wondering if he's going to slit my throat. I'm actually starting to care for him more and more which is strange.
Sonny: Why are you having this conversation with Jason?
Claudia: Because Jason thinks that Ric is trying to blackmail me... Jason's right.
Ethan: This is one slick Sheila. I never even saw her anywhere near the cash box.
Lulu: That's because I didn't take the money. Ethan stole it, and he's trying to put it on me.
Ethan: Nice scam, Lulu-girl. Get me to believe that I'm cleaning you out in poker, and all the while you're looting heaps from the till.
Lulu: Why aren't you searching him?
Luke: Because I think maybe the treasure is buried somewhere else.
Ethan: All right, this is the part where I jump in and proclaim my guilt despite my innocence to save Blondie here from the consequences of her actions. It would make you eternally grateful, and it would be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Luke: Oh, shut up. You two are going to have to flirt over cheese and wine -- anything else but my money.
Ethan: Well, I guess you ought to give the old man his cash back and call it a day.
Lulu: I never stole from my father, and don't you dare side with this con artist over your own flesh and blood.
Luke: Maybe you should get back to work. Have a lucrative day, cupcake.
Ethan: Have a lucrative day? You know your cupcake just walked out the front door with all your cash.
Luke: I know.
Ethan: Why didn't you stop her?
Luke: Because it happened on your watch, Mr. Lovett. Which means it's your problem.
Luke: Beware, my son, of who you play with. And always remember...beautiful, big, innocent eyes often hide dirty little secrets.
Elizabeth: Tricia Boltonís husband just arrived. I thought you might want to explain to him what's going on with his wife.
Elizabeth: Mr. Bolton, this is Dr. Drake.
Mr. Bolton: Hi, I was at work when I got the call. Where's Tricia?
Patrick: She suffered severe head trauma.
Mr. Bolton: How severe?
Patrick: Well, we are going to run some tests, and we'll know more after that.
Mr. Bolton: I don't understand. What happened? The police said there was an accident. I should have been watching Tricia more carefully.
Elizabeth: The police report said your wife suddenly swerved her car and drove head-on into an overpass.
Patrick: Mr. Bolton, has your wife suffered any dizziness that you know of -- fainting spells or anything of the sort?
Mr. Bolton: No, nothing like that. I mean, Tricia hasn't been herself since the baby was born but nothing like what you described.
Patrick: Okay, no seizure disorders, severe headaches, anything?
Mr. Bolton: Never. What do you think it means?
Patrick: Okay, well, a woman doesn't drive into a concrete pillar for no reason. Something's got to precipitate it even if she doesn't have a preexisting condition. Low blood pressure, maybe a slow brain bleed or something like that could cause black outs.
Husband: A bleed in her brain?
Patrick: It can be corrected with surgery. The point is, the sooner we know what it is, the sooner we can fix it.
Mr. Bolton: When can I see my wife?
Elizabeth: She's in trauma two. You can see her for a few minutes before we take her off for tests.
Patrick: All right, let's set up for an MRI and an ICP. I want to get a thyroid panel. Estrogen and progesterone levels, also.
Elizabeth: Do you want me to page you when the patient's ready?
Patrick: Please. I'm going to go call Robin.
Sonny: Jason, can you give me a few minutes with my wife?
Claudia: Jason walked in on Johnny pounding the hell out of Ric.
Claudia: Well, he asked the same thing, and then he jumped to the conclusion that Ric was blackmailing me.
Sonny: Don't stop there.
Claudia: Look, you know that Ric and I had a sexual relationship, right?
Claudia: Okay, so you're the one who said that I was going to end up regretting it, and I'd be sorry. And I am now.
Sonny: Okay, all right.
Claudia: Ric is trying to use the connection that I've been developing with you to get me to work you on his behalf. Have I ever mentioned to you that your brother's incredibly insecure?
Sonny: None of this is news to me. It does remind me to question your taste.
Claudia: Well, there where was a time before you and I got married that Ric was actually nice to me. Which should have been my first clue that he would use me.
Sonny: How do you want me to handle it?
Claudia: I'm handling it on my end. I just --
Claudia: I also think that he's taking advantage of you. I do. I mean, I don't understand. You really can't trust him. You know that.
Sonny: Okay, you don't understand because you're close to your brother, but nothing you tell me about Ric surprises me. I'm sorry that he did this to you.
Claudia: What are you sorry for?
Sonny: That he's -- you know, he's brought you into his obsession with me. His whole life has been to get my approval, to get, you know, my love or whatever. And when I don't give it to him, he gets pissed and vengeful, and he comes after what's mine. You're my wife now. That means you're on the top of that list.
Claudia: But why do you keep him around then?
Sonny: Why do I keep him around? I keep him around because he's useful. And if there comes a point when that's not happening anymore, then I will make arrangements otherwise. But I tell you what, if he does anything to you again -- you get me? Anything -- you come to me, and I will take care of it.
Claudia: Thank you, Sonny.
Sonny: And Claudia, I do appreciate your loyalty.
Jason: I heard that Michael moved his hand. I want to know what you think it means.
Patrick: I didn't call you about Michael. I'm not on the case anymore. I called you about Robin.
Jason: Is she okay?
Patrick: She told me that she confided in you, so you obviously know that she's struggling.
Jason: Yeah, you know, sometimes it's easier to talk to a friend. Robin and I have known each other a long time.
Patrick: Well, you probably know that she started treatment for her postpartum depression today then, right?
Jason: That's good.
Patrick: Look, Jason, she said that she was going to come here after her session, but she's not here. I tried calling her cell phone. She's not answering. She hasn't tried to get a hold of me.
Jason: Why are you asking me?
Patrick: I want to know if she told you anything that would justify how worried I am right now.
Robin: I'm sorry. I know I should have called first.
Sonny: You shouldn't have. Get in here. How was therapy?
Robin: God, I hated it. It was awful.
Robin: Talking about my issues.
Sonny: That's the first step. You're just opening the door.
Robin: But I've always prided myself in being smart and articulate. And everything I just said to this person was wrong. I feel like I was just digging a deeper hole for myself.
Sonny: You know what? It took me a while to figure out there is no right way or wrong way. You just got to deal. You just got to put it out there.
Robin: I've been dealing with illness my whole adult life. Having HIV, having to tell people about it, being honest. But I just can't get the words out on this. The official diagnosis is postpartum depression. It's what I have. I have no idea how it happened. I don't know. I've just always been so strong.
Sonny: You are strong. This isn't something you just snap out of. It's more complicated than that.
Robin: You did. When you were diagnosed with bipolar, you got through it.
Sonny: Yes, I did -- with help.
Robin: I know that I need help to get through this. I mean, Iíve done the research.
Robin: I even presented my shrink with a plan. Hormone therapy, a certain kind of diet, exercise. I have to be proactive. I can't expect this person to just miraculously cure me. It's not how I'm wired.
Sonny: What did the doctor say?
Robin: I come up with this very well-thought-out, holistic treatment plan, and she says she wants me to take a pill. It's just so typical. She's more worried about a malpractice suit than what's actually right for me.
Sonny: You know something? That's exactly what I thought, and I could not have been more wrong.
Claudia: Hey, Michael. I got myself into a bit of trouble. Ric found one of Jerry's DVDís, and now he's blackmailing me.
Claudia: The problem is, even if I do what Ric asks, he's not going to stop. Sooner or later your father is going to find out what I did, and then he's going to kill me.
Jax: Look, I just don't feel comfortable committing Michael to your experimental treatment until you've had a chance to examine him. Right. Listen, his mother and I would like you to come here so we can discuss it in person. Okay, all right. Well, let me know, and I'll have my private jet come get you. Okay.
[Knock at door]
Olivia: Hey, you got a second?
Jax: Can it wait?
Olivia: Not really. I was just thinking about the advice that I gave you about destroying the DVD that your brother sent.
Jax: And you were absolutely right. I can't tell Carly that Jerry was involved in Michael's shooting.
Olivia: Well, maybe I was wrong about that. I was just thinking that sometimes keeping a secret can be a bigger burden than just being straight with a person. Once you've made that decision, there comes a point when there's no going back. You've got to live with that secret for the rest of your life. So I'm just saying if you need to tell Carly --
Jax: No, I can't.
Jason: I haven't spoken to Robin today. I wouldn't know where she went. Are you worried she took off again?
Patrick: If I knew what was going on in Robin's head, I wouldn't have called you, would I?
Jason: Okay, Robin came back last time. Why do you think this time's going to be different?
Patrick: I still want to know what she said to you.
Jason: What she said was in confidence.
Patrick: Jason, my wife is sick. She's not thinking straight. I'm her husband. It's my job to try to protect her. Now please, just tell me what she said to you.
Patrick: What's wrong?
Elizabeth: There's new information on Tricia Bolton. It wasn't an accident. She deliberately crashed her car. Her husband said she's suffering from acute postpartum depression.
Sonny: I got to tell you. I'm old school about this. I thought taking medication would be a sign of weakness. In my world, as you know, you can't let people see you weak. Then I thought that it would flatten me out, take away my anger, my joy -- change who I am.
Robin: They didn't?
Sonny: No. I mean, look, the wild mood swings got under control. The highs and lows -- they evened out. I got off that damn roller coaster that was destroying me. And I got to tell you something. Medication saved my life. And it saved the life of the people I love who had to live with me.
Robin: I understand, and I'm glad that that worked for you. But what you and I have is different. The way that you and I cope is different. I'm a doctor. I've done the research. And there are other ways to treat postpartum depression -- this hormone therapy for starters.
Sonny: Why don't you do both?
Robin: But why do I have to be treated in the same generic way that every other woman that has postpartum depression?
Sonny: Why do you think you'd be the exception?
Robin: Well, I just want a chance to get better without antidepressants. If I have to take a pill to take care of my daughter -- if I have to be drugged up to function, what's the point of being a mother at all?
Jax: You're absolutely right. There's nothing to be gained by telling the secret. When I made that decision, I realized that that is something that I'm going to have to take to my grave. And I may always second-guess myself like you are doing right now, but I believe I made the right decision.
Claudia: I've just made such a mess of everything. You know, I never wanted kids. Never. I'm not even sure I do. In fact, I'm pretty sure I don't. But I don't -- I don't know, Michael. I don't see any other way. And my sincerest hope in all of this is that you and your father both will understand someday, that you'll be able to forgive me.
Carly: You got to be kidding me.
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