General Hospital Transcript Friday 4/3/09
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Nikolas: How are you holding up?
Rebecca: Not great.
Nikolas: Well, maybe my news will help. I pulled some strings at Mercy, and they found an opening for your biopsy tonight.
Rebecca: Oh, is that supposed to make me feel better?
Nikolas: Well, it cuts down on the waiting time.
Rebecca: Look, I already got the call from the radiologist.
Nikolas: Oh, well, great. If you want me to, I'll tag along with you.
Rebecca: Thank you, Nikolas. You know, it's very sweet of you and I really appreciate everything you've done, but I'll tell you what I told Mercy. I'm not having the biopsy.
Patrick: You're saying my accident victim deliberately drove her car into a concrete piling?
Elizabeth: She's suffering from acute postpartum depression.
Patrick: You see why you have to be honest with me now? We don't have the luxury of keeping Robin's secrets anymore. So whatever she's telling you, Jason, you need to tell me about it now.
Jason: Robin wouldn't do anything.
Patrick: We don't know what Robin's going to do. That's the point. Now, when is it going to hit home for you, when she comes rolling in here on a gurney?
Jason: Wait, wait, your patient isn't Robin.
Patrick: They have the same disorder.
Elizabeth: Don't jump to the conclusion that she's going --
Patrick: Really, Elizabeth? What is wrong with you people? Robin is out there in God knows what state of mind, and all you're offering is meaningless reassurance? Why can't you help me find my wife?
Sonny: You've been open with me about what you're going through, so I assume I can be just as honest with my reaction.
Robin: Of course.
Sonny: I believe that your pride is clouding your judgment.
Robin: No, I'm not.
Sonny: What do you mean?
Robin: What kind of mom has to take a pill to take care of her baby?
Sonny: I know -- I understand better than anybody. You're a control freak, so am I. That's its own disorder. And I know it's very difficult to let go of those tendencies, but I'm telling you, in your case, it's time.
Carly: What the hell are you doing with my son?
Claudia: Michael is my stepson.
Carly: Oh, come on. Your only interest in Michael is how your concern is going to read to Sonny.
Claudia: You're wrong, Carly, as usual.
Carly: No, I'm on to you, Claudia. And I'm going to love blowing you out of the water.
Elizabeth: Patrick, I know you're upset, and I don't blame you. You've been living with these emotions for a very long time, but yelling at Jason isn't productive. On the other hand, these circumstances are not normal. Robin is in serious trouble. So if you can help him help her, then I think it justifies breaking Robin's confidence.
Jason: I'm sorry. I told Robin I wouldn't say anything, and that's how it is.
Patrick: Thanks for the support.
Jason: I'm not trying to take sides here.
Patrick: No, no, not at all. Jason, I'm not asking you to reveal Robin's deepest, darkest secrets. I am asking you to reveal a little bit of light on where I might be able to find my wife.
Jason: She didn't say anything. And for what it's worth, she fought hard for her life. She's not going to risk it on purpose, especially now that Emmaís here.
Elizabeth: Jason's right. In the meantime, you've got a patient who needs you. Go be a doctor and trust that Robin will turn her cell on when sheís ready.
Sonny: Ego can be a dangerous thing.
Robin: What does ego have to do with anything?
Sonny: It has a lot to do with it. It's making you stubborn that you don't want to take your antidepressants.
Robin: What kind of mother takes a pill to take care of her kid?
Sonny: Do you hear yourself? That's the second time you've said that, "what kind of mother." That's what I'm talking about. You can't have that kind of pride. Pride has to come second to what's best for your kid. If you've ever learned anything from me, learn that.
Robin: Are you talking about Michael?
Sonny: It was a year ago tonight that I took my kid to that warehouse, and I had all good intentions. I wanted, you know, to get out of the mob. I wanted to run a legitimate coffee business, marry Kate. Everybody said, "Donít do it." I didn't listen. That's arrogance, pure and simple. And because of that, my son was shot and is in a permanent coma. And I'm going to carry the guilt of that for the rest of my life. And let me tell you, it's a heavy-ass burden. I want to put it down just for an hour, but I can't. I can't live a carefree moment, knowing that my son is trapped in a hospital bed. I don't want you to feel that kind of pain ever. You don't want to ever feel that kind of pain. Take the medication, whatever help you can get, any way you can get it.
Claudia: I haven't done anything except come and visit my husband's sick son.
Carly: Michael has nothing to do with you. And for your information, Sonny will not be happy with how you got in here. Saying youíre family? In fact, that's the quickest way to piss him off. He doesn't like people taking advantage of his kids. And I remember telling you a year ago to stay away from Michael.
Claudia: Okay, but a lot has changed since then, Carly.
Carly: You are still up to your ears in the mob, and that is the life that got him in this bed.
Claudia: I'm married to his father.
Carly: You keep telling me that like it should mean something to me.
Claudia: It means something. It means it qualifies me as his family.
Carly: Let's talk outside.
Carly: You married Sonny as some business deal, and I get that you want more. Sonny has that effect. He turns on the self-deprecating charm. Maybe late one night over a glass of scotch, he opens up a little. He gives you a glimpse of his soulful pain, and you think you're the only one who can heal him? Suddenly you're in love. But let me tell you something. Sonny never will be.
Claudia: You don't -- I'm sorry, you don't have any idea what goes on in my house.
Carly: I think I do. I am sorry to tell you this, but you are never going to be anything more to Sonny than a mob princess and convenient sex. That's your business. Michael's mine. You're not going to use him to score points with Sonny.
Claudia: Look, I can see why you're bitter. Who wouldn't be? I'd be so angry at myself if I were you.
Nikolas: You can't refuse this biopsy.
Rebecca: Oh, already did.
Nikolas: But why? I don't understand.
Rebecca: I spent a long, sleepless night thinking about this from every angle. What are the odds that a woman my age is going to have breast cancer?
Nikolas: It happened to Emily.
Rebecca: We both know I'm not her, right? I don't have the same risk factor, there's no history of breast cancer in my family. It's probably just a cyst or a fibroid. I haven't been on the pill in a really long time, so why submit myself to an unnecessary procedure -- and don't kid yourself, that's really what it is -- just to find out that I didn't need it. Look, I've been overreacting. And no offense, but it's partly because of you projecting your history with Emily onto me.
Nikolas: What? Look, I didn't recommend that you have the biopsy, the radiologist did, based on a mammogram that caused some concern.
Rebecca: Yeah, but that's what medical professionals do. I mean, they recommend procedures. The more expensive, the better. It's how hospitals make money. I mean, come on, you should know that. You're on the board of one. Look, the odds are in my favor. I'd rather take my chances.
Nikolas: Don't take a chance on your life because of me.
Epiphany: I can't wrap my head around why a mother would purposely crash her car. Why would she want to leave her child motherless? What was she thinking?
Elizabeth: She wasn't thinking. That's the point.
Epiphany: Postpartum depression must be something else. I never had it, did you?
Elizabeth: No, thank God. Do you think she's going to make it?
Patrick: Well, she needs an intracranial to stop the bleeding, but the head trauma isn't that bad. We're going to get a set up in O.R. I want to get in there as soon as possible.
Epiphany: Right away, Doctor.
Patrick: Thank you.
Elizabeth: Tricia? Tricia, I'm Nurse Webber. This is Dr. Drake.
Tricia: What happened?
Patrick: Tricia, you're in Mercy Hospital. You were in a car accident. You're going to need surgery, but you're going to be fine.
Tricia: No, no surgery.
Patrick: There's no other option.
Tricia: Don't you understand? I want to die. Please, just let me.
Robin: I know you're right. I know that I have been incredibly selfish. And I prayed for my baby and I got her. I know that I should be treasuring every single moment. I just don't know how. It's like this thick fog comes over me, and I'm not able to put my hand through and penetrate it. I mean, even when I went to Rochester, that wasn't planned. I came to an intersection -- left to go meet my husband, right to wherever. I mean, I didn't even know that I had done that until I passed the highway sign.
Sonny: Why do you think you did it?
Robin: I wanted out.
Sonny: Well, okay.
Robin: I wanted out of this new life with all these expectations and responsibilities. God, I know that sounds awful. It sounds like I don't love my family, but I do. I mean, I'm so filled with love for Patrick and Emma that I could burst. But I try to help her. You know, she's crying. I pick her up and she starts crying more. And I lie awake at night thinking about it, thinking about how I'm not giving this little girl any start in life at all, and how she's going to look back and have this empty space where her mom should have been. And then I wake up and it's morning and she's crying again, and it starts all over.
Robin: I'm exhausted.
Sonny: That's why you need to get help, okay? You need to -- you know, it's not going to make you weak or affect your character in any way. It's just going to help you, the way you're feeling. You'll be able to sleep at night. You'll be able to function. I know what I'm talking about. I resisted drug therapy forever, but it's the best thing that ever happened to me and my family. Where's your prescription?
Robin: In my purse.
Sonny: Okay, get it. Fill it. Take your life back so you can be present for your little girl, because this time is so, so precious, you know? It just -- sometimes it just flies by. You don't get it back. And I don't want you to miss that because of your pride, okay?
Maxie: So glad you could finally make it.
Jason: Well, I got held up. I'm sorry.
Maxie: Yes, yes, you are. It's bad enough that you summoned me here like I'm one of your little underlings, but then you don't have the grace or good manners to be here when I arrive? I mean, I have a pile of work I left at "Crimson," and Kate hates it when Lulu and I are anywhere except for chained to our desks. Speaking of which, since Kate and Sonny broke up, she's been a real raging bitch.
Jason: I need your help.
Maxie: Are you speaking to me?
Jason: You're the only one here.
Maxie: Well, you must be in a real bind. Should I be scared? Is my life in danger? Is Spinelli's life in danger? Are you going to put me in the position where I'm going to look like a selfish, horrible person because I'm going to have to refuse?
Jason: If you stop talking, I'll tell you.
Maxie: You don't have to snap at me.
Jason: Just sit down. I need to know everything you remember about the night I killed Ian Devlin.
Maxie: I try not to think about that night.
Jason: I understand that, but I really need this.
Maxie: Do I get to ask why?
Jason: Because Devlin put Michael in a coma, and I'm just not sure that he acted alone.
Carly: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Claudia: It means you're not better than me, Carly, and you are as much to blame as anybody that you point your finger at for what happened to that little boy.
Carly: I'd love to hear how you came up with that conclusion.
Claudia: Well, you wanted Sonny, right? No matter what the cost? So you're looking at the cost. Me and Sonny are doing great, by the way. I hope you choke on it.
Rebecca: I apologize for the back-and-forth. First, for canceling, then showing up without even calling.
Radiologist: It's no problem. I'm glad you made the right decision. Procedure room's down the hall, third door on the right. I'll be in shortly.
Nikolas: You sure you'll be okay?
Rebecca: Yeah, it's all I can do not to bolt for that door.
Nikolas: Yeah, well, if it helps, I can wait right here for you, unless you'd rather I leave.
Rebecca: No, no, I wouldn't be able to get through this without you. Please stay.
Nikolas: For as long as you need me.
Maxie: I'm sorry I was being so insensitive, rambling about how it was inconvenient. Of course I'm going to help you in any way that I possibly can, but why this and why now? It had to have been about a year.
Jason: No, it is a year to the day.
Maxie: Okay, so this is anniversary-induced. What made you suddenly grab onto the idea that Devlin could possibly have an accomplice?
Jason: Sonny brought it up, and I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I keep going over everything that happened to see if it was possible that I missed something, to see if it's actually possible that somebody's walking around out there, free after what they did to Michael.
Maxie: I don't know, Jason. It seems like a desperation play. I mean, you, Sonny, and Spinelli all investigated thoroughly after the shooting. Is there any chance you guys missed something?
Jason: Maybe, maybe not. I just need to know for sure.
Maxie: I get it. You're big, strong, stoic Stone Cold, the guy who fixes everything for everyone. What if there's nothing here to fix? What if there's no closure to be had? What if this is just some really awful thing that happened to somebody who doesn't deserve it, and as unacceptable as it is, it's just something else you're going to have to learn to live with?
Mike: Hey, hey, I just heard the good news. You must be one proud papa, huh?
Sonny: What are you talking about?
Mike: About Kristina making the honor roll. You know, I got to figure it's Alexisís influence, because there's no way she got her book smarts from our side of the family. So did you do something special, you know, flowers or something? I mean, it's a -- the honor roll's a big deal.
Sonny: I would have done something if I had known about it.
Mike: Oh, man, now wait a minute.
Sonny: Alexis canceled her last three visits. You know, she just felt that --
Mike: That's not fair.
Sonny: She doesn't want Kristina anywhere near me because she wants to keep her safe. And you know what? I don't blame her.
Mike: Sonny, you had no way of knowing that you were being set up for a hit that night.
Sonny: But that's starting to ring false to Alexis, and it's starting to ring hollow to me. Michael -- it's my fault what happened to Michael, right? And if I hadn't made those choices, he would be the one competing for all those honors with his sister. He would be teaching his brother how to be cool, how to be rad, whatever they call themselves nowadays. I came into his life with all good intentions, and I blew it all to hell.
Epiphany: Mr. Cassadine.
Nikolas: Oh, hello.
Epiphany: Hi. Is there something I can help you with?
Nikolas: No, I'm just waiting for a friend who's having a breast core biopsy.
Epiphany: I know the procedure well.
Nikolas: Performed often?
Epiphany: I had one. It must be hard for you waiting it out, especially after Emily.
Nikolas: Yeah, well, it's more difficult for my friend Rebecca than it is for me.
Radiologist: How you feeling?
Radiologist: The procedure's not as invasive as you might think. I'll put you under a local anesthesia, and you'll be done before you know it.
Rebecca: You know, I assumed that you were going to be putting me under.
Radiologist: It's not necessary.
Rebecca: It's necessary for me. I'm not gonna be able to relax. I already told you that.
Radiologist: I think you're anticipating more pain than you'll actually feel.
Rebecca: Look, what if I move when I'm not supposed to, or I sneeze or something? You know, besides, I don't want to witness you cutting a hole in my breast.
Radiologist: No, I can put you under twilight sleep, but you'll have to have been fasting.
Rebecca: Good, I'm in luck. Haven't eaten anything all day.
Radiologist: All right. You're sure?
Rebecca: Yeah, I'm sure.
Radiologist: Great. Thank you.
Maxie: You knew my sister Georgie, right? I had a really hard time accepting her death. It was so unthinkable, so wrong. I decided that I needed some sort of justice, that I had to find out who really killed her. That's when Spinelli started helping me and we got really close.
Jason: I remember.
Maxie: I guess in a roundabout way, we sort of accomplished our goal. But my point is, it didn't help knowing that it was Diego. Because no matter what, my sister was dead. Nothing was ever going to bring her back. So I understand the drive, you know, Michael's life was taken away from him and you want to fix it, but sometimes you can't fix something so wrong, so final.
Jason: I appreciate what you said. I get that you're trying to help me, but I need to know exactly who put Michael in that coma, so please, just tell me what you remember.
Maxie: I really tried to block that night out. I do remember it was freezing, because I was inappropriately dressed. I had on my first pair of Cartullos and they got ruined --
Jason: Would you just give the relevant stuff, please?
Maxie: Hey, I judge time by what I wear, and these are my memories you're asking for, so you're just going to have to take them as they come. You and Spinelli had just rudely dropped me off at some out-of-the-way bus stop because you found me hiding in the back of your mob-mobile. Devlin was there for some reason. I remember trying to call you guys, but before I knew it, he had a scalpel at my neck. And then all of a sudden, you showed up with your trusty weapon. Devlin threatened you because he knew you wouldn't kill him. He said he was the only one who knew if anyone else was involved in Michael's shooting. And then he backed up and tripped, or something. I managed to get away and you shot him. He fell to the ground and you knelt beside him, demanded to know if anyone else was involved in Michael's shooting. And then he said something to you, which I couldn't hear, and he died. What did he say to you, anyway?
Jason: "There's more."
Sonny: You seen Robin lately?
Mike: Yeah, I think -- no, wait a minute, I'm not sure. No, you know, actually, not as much as usual. She probably got her hands full.
Sonny: She's having a hard time.
Mike: Yeah, well, don't all new mothers?
Sonny: No, some more than others.
Mike: Well, what are you saying? I mean, she's having a hard time with -- what's the word, bonding with Emma or something?
Sonny: Okay, I don't want to say anything out of line here.
Sonny: You know, I don't want to give away any confidences, but the reason I'm going to even bring it up is because I just talked to Robin. She's having a very difficult time. And listening to her, it reminds me of the struggle I had accepting being bipolar. Feeling out of control, what happened to Michael.
Mike: Okay. Okay, look, I respect your position on not wanting to violate Robin's confidence, okay, so I'm gonna assume for the purpose of this conversation that what you're saying is that whatever Robin has, it's pretty serious. Maybe postpartum depression or something?
Mike: But what I'm also hearing here --
Mike: Is you relating very strongly to whatever it is that Robin has in a major, major way. So is there anything I can do to help?
Sonny: There is no help. At least, not for me. I mean, Robin's different. She hasn't done anything she can't take back. I just hope that she can get out of her own way and seek the help before that's not an option anymore.
Girl: You're too close. If you're not careful, you might fall in.
Claudia: Hi. I waited up. Do you want to make me one, too, please?
Claudia: Did you have a bad day?
Sonny: Not a great one.
Claudia: Is there anything I can do?
Sonny: No, it's personal.
Claudia: I see. So if it's not about business, I'm worthless?
Sonny: You want to help me?
Sonny: Make a toast with me.
Sonny: Uh -- to me never bringing another child into this world.
Michael's voice: Thanks for bringing me to the warehouse, Dad. It's really cool.
Sonny's voice: Michael! Michael.
Carly: It happened here.
Jason: I don't know what you're asking me.
Carly: I haven't been back here. I never wanted to see the place where Michael was shot.
Carly: It's been a year. A year since Michael moved or spoke. It's been a year since his life was taken from him. That handle over there, that's where the bullet ricocheted, isn't it?
Carly: And he was standing right here when he was hit, wasn't he?
Jason: Yeah, right here.
Carly: So if he would have been a little bit to the left or the right, there would have been a small difference or something.
Carly: It's been a year, and I still don't understand why this happened to Michael. Why did this happen to Michael? I'm okay. I'm okay.
Epiphany: How'd it go?
Patrick: Good. The patient's going to make a full recovery.
Epiphany: Well, congratulations, Doctor.
Patrick: Thank you.
Elizabeth: It always amazes me, no matter what's going on in your life, as soon as you walk into that O.R., you are as solid as steel.
Patrick: Yeah, well, sometimes surgery's the only thing that keeps me sane. Epiphany, did Robin call?
Epiphany: Nope, sorry.
Patrick: You know what? Something's wrong. I can just feel it. Can you do me a favor? Keep an eye on the patient? I've got go.
Girl: You must not be from here.
Robin: Why would you say that?
Girl: Because if you were, you'd know that the temperature of the water is near freezing this time of year. If you fell in, you'd get "hypothermia."
Girl: Yeah, that's it. When your body temperature drops and you fall asleep and die.
Robin: Wow. That's a pretty grim subject for a little girl to know so much about.
Girl: I want to grow up and be a doctor. My dad's a surgeon.
Robin: Really? I'm a doctor, too.
Girl: What's your name?
Robin: I'm Robin. What's your name?
Robin: My little girl's name is Emma.
Emma: Do you love her?
Robin: Of course I do, with all my heart.
Emma: She's lucky.
Robin: Oh. I'm sure your mom loves you very much.
Emma: I don't have one. My mom didn't want me.
Claudia: I know why you're in a bad mood. This is the anniversary of the day Michael was shot.
Sonny: How would you know that?
Claudia: Sonny, everybody knows that. And no one is likely to forget.
Sonny: It's Michael, it's Kristina. She's, you know, doing great in school, but I don't hear about it. It's Emma.
Claudia: Robin's kid? What does she have to do with --
Sonny: She's at the mercy of her own gene pool. I'm wondering, why are we so arrogant to think that our screwed-up bloodlines should be passed on to another generation who are gonna be as screwed up as we are or worse. And in our case, it's a big "if." I am not gonna inflict any more pain. I am not going to inflict any more pain on another innocent child.
Claudia: You don't mean that.
Sonny: I cannot do it any more.
Claudia: You really don't.
Sonny: No, I do --
Claudia: Sonny, you know what? You don't mean that. That's pain talking and that's booze talking. And not necessarily in that order. You're thinking way too much. You need to feel, just -- you know, you just need to feel maybe just a little bit. I can help you with that.
Sonny: Hold on, I'm going to --
Claudia: No, no, no -- hey.
Sonny: What are you doing?
Claudia: I'll race you. Come on.
Sonny: Go, go, go.
Jason: You know, Carly, I wish I had an answer for you. Michael was in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's -- it's brutal. All we can do is move on from here.
Carly: I tell myself there's no point in looking back to that night. There's no point in imagining voices or hearing the sound of a gunshot and wondering if Michael felt any pain when he was hit.
Jason: Carly, don't. Don't do this to yourself.
Carly: I try not to ask myself those questions, but it's been a year tonight, and all of a sudden I need to know. What was the last thing that -- what was the last thing that Michael saw? What was the last thought he had before the bullet hit him? Did he know he was shot? Did he feel Sonny holding him?
Jason: Just stop. Okay, you're not helping yourself.
Carly: Helping myself? I don't know how to help Michael, Jason. All the hope I had by seeing his fingers move, all the determination I put into getting him that experimental surgery? Turns out that surgery could kill him. Two out of the ten patients have died. So that's why I'm here tonight. I want to look at the place where Michael was shot, and I need to make a decision. Am I going to risk Michael's life to bring him back? What do I do?
Jason: Don't -- don't ask me.
Carly: I have to ask you because you're the person who helps me think.
Jason: No, not this, okay? Every choice I helped you make for Michael was wrong. Yeah, it was. It was worse than wrong. I put him in the life that got him shot, Carly.
Carly: No. I trust you more than I trust anybody. Is it worth it to risk Michael's life if we get a chance of getting him back? Please, tell me what to do.
Jason: I believe that Michael would take the chance, rather than go on like he is.
Nurse: Oh, I'm sorry, sir, you're going to have to wait in the lounge.
Nikolas: If I could just have a minute, my friend's really scared, that would be great.
Nurse: She's been sedated. She probably is not even going to know you're here.
Nikolas: That's okay. I just want to offer whatever reassurance I can, even if it's just subliminal.
Nikolas: You're going to make it through this, okay?
Nikolas: Yeah, I'm right here.
Rebecca: Nikolas -- he can't find out.
Patrick: Robin? Hey, you here? Robin!
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