GH Transcript Friday 10/23/09

General Hospital Transcript Friday 10/23/09

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Michael: Why does everybody want to rehash the year I was comatose? Wasn't it enough just living through it? Besides, Jerry's long gone. It doesn't matter what he said. Look, if you want to talk about this, you need to tell me who you blame for my shooting.

Jax: Well, that's easy -- Sonny.

[Gunshot]

Sonny: Michael!

Claudia: Sonny, what's going on? What happened?

Sonny: Oh. Nothing. It's just, uh -- [Sighs] Just having a bad dream.

Claudia: Tell me about it. Please.

Sonny: No. Oh, man. Hold on. [Sighs] I was back there at the warehouse, and I was watching my son hit the ground with a bullet in his brain.

Ian: Why should I take the risk? He's a major player. If it goes wrong, I'm a dead man. What kind of compensation? Fine, but I want guarantees.

Jason: We need to know the person on the other end of that call.

Spinelli: I'll do my best, but the equipment Dr. Devlin used to record his calls --

Jason: Okay. Just do what you can. [Sighs] This is it.

Sam: Maybe.

Jason: What do you mean, maybe? You heard. You heard risk and compensation. He said a major player, Devlin's a dead man if things go wrong. What else could he be talking about except a hit on Sonny?

Sam: Devlin was involved in a lot of illegal activity. He could have been talking about anything to anybody.

Jason: Except it's not anybody. It's Claudia. I would bet my life on that.

Spinelli: Okay. I think I've got something.

[Clicks]

Ian: I agree to this, I expect you to have my back.

Claudia: Done.

Jason: That's Claudia. 

Jax: There's no way you would knowingly gamble with your brother's life the way Sonny did with yours.

Michael: Look, I get that you hate my dad. You'd probably blame him for the economy if you could figure out how, but you're wrong about him. You know, if he thinks that it's dangerous for us to be someplace, he doesn't let us go.

Jax: Yeah, but he doesn't always know, does he? He's just guessing.

[Michael scoffs]

[Door opens]

Carly: Hey. I thought we could open this together. It's from your mom. Everything okay?

Jax: Yeah. I was just telling Michael who I blame for his shooting. He wanted to know, so I told him the truth.

Carly: Oh.

Michael: I assume that you blame Dad, too?

Carly: Well, you know what, Michael? Um -- I was so terrified and angry those first few months, I blamed anyone I passed in the street, but no one more than myself. But we got you back, and you're healthy, and you're handsome, and you're trying to get your life together, and that's wonderful. It's so great. And I don't want to miss out on all that joy because of something we can't change. And besides, if you want to know who I blame for your shooting, it's the bastard who pulled the trigger, and he's already dead.

Sonny: Hey, thanks.

Claudia: Mm-him.

Sonny: Any calls while I was asleep?

Claudia: Nothing.

Sonny: We should be hearing from our South American partner.

Claudia: Minus one Mo Verde, who currently sleeps with the fishes.

Sonny: Unless he talked his way out of it, 'cause he could be pretty slick.

Claudia: Yeah. I doubt it. You didn't leave the council in a very conciliatory mood, did you?

Sonny: You look nice.

Claudia: Thank you. I don't know. Maybe you could take me somewhere, show me off a little bit. We are in Puerto Rico, the city of excitement and fun and lights, and we do have something to celebrate, unless you really -- unless you're not up for it.

Sonny: I know what brought it on.

Claudia: The dream?

Sonny: Tonight was a big win for me, and that's when it usually happens. The guilt kicks in, and I relive it in slow motion so I don't miss one single detail. I could actually feel the weight of Michael's head in my hands. The blood, warm, vital. And I'm -- in a second, I can see that blank look on his face, and my son is just -- [Sighs] Oh, boy. He's just lying there on the ground, gone.

[Knock on door]

Olivia: Connie, hold your horses.

Johnny: Thanks.

Olivia: Shh.

[Olivia sighs]

Olivia: You know, it really is a little bit late for visitors, and I'm actually pretty tired.

Kate: Well, I'm not surprised. Keeping a life-altering secret from someone you love really does take a toll.

Olivia: Really? Are we going to talk about this --

Kate: I have never known you to be willfully blind, Olivia, but you no longer have that luxury. If you don't take your head out of the sand and deal with this disaster, someone is going to end up seriously dead, and I know you don't want that to be your son.

Lulu: I don't understand. I thought your father's identity was a mystery, even to your mother.

Dominic: True, but I knew enough of her story to launch an investigation. She, uh, fell in with an older crowd. She was doing a lot of drinking, a lot of sexual freedom, big point of rebellion. Yeah. That phase in her life is not too clear, if you catch my drift.

Lulu: Wow. [Chuckles]

Dominic: But yeah. She never used it as, like, a glorifying thing. She -- it was like an object lesson, an example of something I shouldn't do. She always said she had no regrets. I mean, how could she? Look what she got.

[Lulu laughs]

Dominic: So anyway, I started asking around, talked to some of her girlfriends, they mentioned some names of a few guys they knew she was involved with, so I tracked them down.

Lulu: How enterprising. I mean, how old were you?

Dominic: Oh, 14, around there. Yeah. One of the guys died in a car accident. The other 2 left the neighborhood, but they didn't go far. Most people don't. So I surveilled them.

Lulu: Surveilled.

Dominic: Uh -- yeah. I used to talk in those terms back then, like I was some kind of private investigator or something. So anyway, I was sitting outside this guy's house watching him come and go. Cute little bungalow, nothing fancy, but, you know, a step up. Pretty wife, 3 kids. Complete. So, yeah. No room for me. So I left it alone.

Jason: Okay. Come on. I need more.

Spinelli: Well, unfortunately, there is no more. As I previously indicated, Devlin recorded his calls on rudimentary equipment. Frankly, I'm constantly surprised at --

Jason: Okay, Spinelli, I know that this is Claudia, so how do we prove that?

Spinelli: Um, perhaps Stone Cold isn't listening, or maybe I'm just not saying what he wants to hear. There aren't enough words to extrapolate a voice --

Jason: Okay. I'm not going to accept that, so you need to loop it, extend it -- you need to do whatever it takes to match that woman's voice to Claudia, now.

Spinelli: I'm sorry, but is Stone Cold asking me to frame Mr. Sir's wife for a crime that we can't prove she committed?

Jason: Are you kid -- she committed it. She ordered the hit. It went wrong. Michael got shot. What's the problem here?

Spinelli: The problem is, gut instinct does not constitute real proof. And -- tailoring evidence to support what is but a theory is most dishonorable. If that is, indeed, what you're asking me to do, I'm sorry, but I find it alarming.

Jason: When does Claudia start to pay for what she's done? Never?

Spinelli: With all due respect, Stone Cold's hatred for Vixenella is clouding his judgment, clearly evidenced by what you're asking me to do. Maybe you just need to step back and think about that.

Lulu: You didn't approach him?

Dominic: Nope.

Lulu: I mean, how could you just walk away, after all that effort you made trying to find him?

Dominic: What was I supposed to do, knock on his door and say, "Hey, I'm the son you never knew you had with the woman you were too drunk or high to remember"? He had a family. They were happy. I wasn't going to drop a bomb on their lives just to figure out who I really am. It didn't seem like a fair trade-off.

Lulu: Maybe he would have been happy to see you.

[Dominic grunts]

Lulu: Well, my dad was with Ethan, and trust me, nobody expected that. I mean, are you sure that this guy was, in fact, your father?

Dominic: Short of a DNA test, yeah. I mean, the odds are pretty good. I look like him. His sons could be my brothers, the sister had the same hair as me. You know, if anything, I realized that if he wasn't that particular guy, my dad would be just like him, just a regular dude -- life, family, bills, Sunday picnics, bowling buddies, trying to remember to pay attention to the wife.

[Lulu chuckles]

Dominic: And I put it down right there and then. Never looked back.

Lulu: I'm having a really scary thought. It's entirely possible that you might be deeper than I thought.

Dominic: I told you.

Lulu: I think I should go before I get too excited about this.

Dominic: Look, what's it going to take to have more than cider with you?

Lulu: Oh, I haven't decided, but keep trying. I'll let you know when you get it right.

[Dominic sighs]

Claudia: Sonny, what happened to Michael is awful.

Sonny: Don't --

Claudia: But it's not your fault --

Sonny: Don't try to take away my guilt. It's mine to carry for the rest of my life. I earned it. I own it. Watching your son get shot rips a hole in your gut worse than any bullet could. And then, there's nights like this where I can almost reach out and touch my own power. It's undeniable, the rush that I get, and it feeds me. And if I'm not careful, my ego starts telling me, "Hey, you know what? This life isn't that bad after all." But I can't be so smug to excuse and justify who I am and what I do, so when I start feeling that power and that rush, I just remember what happened to Michael and my part in it, and suddenly, I don't feel good about myself anymore, as it should be.

Spinelli: To this day, I've uncovered no hard evidence that corroborates your belief that Claudia has anything to do with Michael's shooting, yet you continue to ascribe evil intent. Why?

Jason: Because Claudia is evil. She got Michael shot and turned around and married his father.

Spinelli: Vixenella is undeniably dark and damaged, but that's not all that she is. I mean, she's been kind to me, and she shows genuine affection --

Jason: Oh, I can't even believe that you're falling for this. That's an act. That's why she gets away with stuff, Spinelli.

Spinelli: Or the answer is simple, and she's innocent. Okay. I'm worried for my friend. I have never seen you so relentless in an unjustified attack.

Jason: Claudia's guilty.

Spinelli: What are you basing that supposed knowledge on, other than intense personal dislike --

Jason: Why don't you stop psychoanalyzing me and help me prove what I already know to be true?

Spinelli: I stand ready to serve, as always, and I will provide appropriate cyber assistance, but I am not going to frame Claudia.

Jason: Fine. That's fine. I don't need your help. You can just leave.

Spinelli: Mere disagreement --

Jason: I said go!

Jason: I'm sorry.

Sam: No. You're angry because you think Spinelli may be right.

Claudia: I get what you're saying. You gave up a part of yourself to survive in this business, and it's not like a quarter that somebody drops on the street. You can't just pick it back up and put it in your pocket. You have to find a way to deal with the trade-offs, even when they're awful, 'cause the one thing that we all share, one fact in all of our lives, is there's no exit door. So, you find a way to deal with it. And certainly, it comes with regret. But that's what you got to do, because at the end of the day, there's no other way. I mean, do you think it's good for Michael? You honestly think that it's in his best interest that you punish yourself every single day? 'Cause I've talked to him, and he wants to move on. He wants to leave the past behind him. How's he supposed to do that when his father is bludgeoning himself with it every day?

Sonny: A lot of people think I should never have encouraged a relationship with my children in the first place and that I should just stay away.

Claudia: How'd that work out for Kristina?

Sonny: Not very good.

Claudia: Yeah. It breaks my heart, it really does, to see you missing out on so much valuable time, so many important memories and moments because you can't get over what happened. The end -- I mean, your kids, they love you, and they accept you, so you got to find some way to, I don't know, come to terms, find peace in yourself. Just love them back.

Kristina: Have you seen a guy who could have been waiting for someone -- tall, dark, a little older than me?

Dominic: You mean the guy you were hanging in the shadows with at Maxie and Spinelli's reception?

Kristina: Kiefer, my boyfriend. We were supposed to meet here.

Dominic: Haven't seen him.

Kristina: I know I'm a little late, but I thought he'd at least wait for me.

Dominic: You know, maybe he's late, too. Don't worry about it.

Kristina: No text, nothing.

Dominic: Well, let's go talk to Mike. Maybe he left a note or something.

Kristina: Yeah, he's not the type.

Dominic: Well, what type is he?

Kristina: Can I ask you something?

Dominic: Yeah. Sure.

Kristina: But be honest, okay? I can take it. Is it true that guys will do anything, even pretend to love you, just so they can have sex with you, and then once you do, they forget about you?

Olivia: Is that some kind of threat? If I don't tell Dante that Sonny's his father, you're going to step in and do it for me? Great. That's a great way to be supportive, Connie.

Kate: Excuse me. I have supported you all of these years, and now, the circumstances have changed. Olivia, you need to adapt. You need to tell Dante the truth. He'll realize he's swimming in conflict of interest. He'll quit the case. He'll go home. And no one will end up shot.

Olivia: Oh, my God.

Kate: That is a really, really good outcome, Olivia.

Olivia: Do you have any idea how insulting you are right now?

[Kate scoffs]

Olivia: Do you think I haven't spent months pulling my hair out trying to figure out a way to get my kid off this case? You think he's going to find out that Sonny is his father -- he's just going to pack his bag, he's going to go slinking home? He's going to go right to Sonny. He's going to confront him. And once Sonny knows, he will never, ever let Dante go. Never. And you know that.

Kate: The bottom line is, they deserve to know the truth about each other.

Olivia: That is not your decision to make! Sonny is -- he's got this mob-running thing down to a science, all right? I know this because he hasn't been caught yet, okay? Eventually, the police, they're going to get sick of chasing after him. They're going to give up. They're going to pull Dante off the case, and they're going to look for somebody else. Nobody ever has to know anything.

Kate: Huh. And I'm the one people call selfish.

Olivia: What in the hell is that supposed to mean?

Kate: You don't want to tarnish your image.

Olivia: Oh, excuse me?

Kate: Yeah. I think that you're afraid that if Sonny and Dante know the truth, they'll look at you in a different light. So all of this really isn't about what's best for your son.

[Olivia sighs]

Kate: It's all about what's best for you. You know, Olivia? Just forget it.

Robin: Ugh. Okay. We just went through all of Ian Devlin's patient files.

Patrick: Every CD, DVD, audio recording. No trace of anything questionable. If Ian was involved with anything, he didnít bring it here.

Jason: Okay, Iíd like to look through the files myself if you donít mind. You might have missed something.

Robin: It's like this, Jason. We really want to help you. We're willing to bend the rules a little bit. But we cannot ignore patients' rights. I mean, these are confidential files.

Jason: Robin, I don't care about medical histories.

Patrick: But you're looking through medical history. You understand our dilemma here.

Jason: No, I get that. But you don't understand that I need to find the evidence that places the blame on the right people for Michael's shooting.

Robin: We do understand that you want to set the record straight on that, but you might also want to consider the answers you want may not be here.

Epiphany: Oh. Heh. I'm not even going to ask. FYI, I finally convinced maintenance to do its job, and they're going to be cleaning out the lost and found down in the staff locker room. So if you think you might have something down there, I suggest you go and claim it before it's garbage.

Robin: Thanks.

Patrick: My T-shirt.

Robin: What T-shirt?

Patrick: My favorite T-shirt that I lost. Maybe I left it on the bench and somebody --

Jason: Hey, Devlin's locker. What happened to the contents?

Sam: This is a joke. Nothing's in here.

Patrick: Well, if they were labeled, then they wouldn't be lost, would they?

Sam: Well, can't you tell me if anything came from Ian's locker?

Patrick: You know what? The last time I saw that T-shirt is before Emma was born. We were on the bench for a little afternoon delight, and I think --

Robin: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Patrick: You do so. You hated that T-shirt. It reminded you of my wild, crazy college days.

Sam: Wait, Jason. Get this. It's just like the one that was in the basement.

Jason: Here. Oh. Change of clothes.

Sam: Aha.

Jason: Cash. And -- ha. CDs.

Sam: There you go. Right around the time of Michael's shooting. Perfect.

Patrick: Well, I'm really sorry you didn't find what you were looking for.

Patrick: Okay. You don't help me find that T-shirt, that means you did something really mean to it.

Robin: With any luck, it got ripped up and turned into rags.

Patrick: You better not be serious.

Coleman: What is shakin', mama?

Kate: Oh, I have had a --

Coleman: Oh, oh, wait, wait, wait. I don't even get a little smile? There we go. That's better.

Kate: You have no idea the day I've had. Give me a white wine, please. No. You know? No. Make it a beer with a shot of whiskey.

Coleman: Boilermaker.

Kate: Sure.

Coleman: My pleasure. So, won't you tell me what has got you bent out of that sexy little shape you got going?

Kate: Okay. Let's see. Where should I start? My cover model for the holiday issue had a little lapse in judgment. She's all over the tabloids.

Coleman: Well, isn't that good for sales?

Kate: No, because she shaved her head and exposed her lovely tattoos. It doesn't really work with the concept.

Coleman: Ah. There you go, dear. So let me see if I got this straight. You are -- getting hammered over a magazine cover?

Kate: Ahem. No.

Coleman: Are you okay?

Kate: It's the least of my troubles. No. See, I'm trying not to feel how angry I am for standing by passively while someone I love is hell-bent on destroying herself and half of the people around her.

Coleman: Oh.

Dominic: Here you go.

Kristina: Oh. Thanks. I should have worn a sweater, but I was in such a hurry, and the fact that it's fall hasn't quite sunken in yet.

Dominic: Yeah, it is pretty sudden.

Kristina: You don't have to answer my question, by the way. I mean, you hardly know me. Why would you give away secrets of the brotherhood or whatever?

Dominic: Well, my brotherhood doesn't disrespect women. I mean, that's we're talking about here is disrespect. Lying someone into bed so you can have sex with them, and then dumping them right after -- I mean, there are guys out there who do that, some so smooth you can't even tell the difference, at first. But let me tell you something, Kristina. The guy who disrespects you like that isn't worth the gum under your chair. In fact, guys like me have been known to pound losers like that into the ground. Is that what you want me to do to that Kiefer guy?

Kristina: No. No one needs to be pounded. I mean, it's just sex, right? No big deal.

Dominic: No, it is. Sex is a very big deal. I mean, it's supposed to be this special thing. Do you have a mother or an older sister you could talk to about this kind of stuff?

Kristina: Yeah, sure. I'm fine, really. Thanks for trying to help.

Dominic: All right. And you, you okay getting home? You want me to give you a ride?

Kristina: I'll just text my brother and wait for him with my grandfather.

Dominic: Something tells me your gramps would like that a lot.

Kristina: And who knows? Maybe Kiefer will still show up.

Dominic: Well, he's a fool if he doesn't.

Robin: No!

Patrick: Yes! Welcome back, buddy.

Robin: Oh! It's so wrong. Give it.

Patrick: Listen to me. You sabotaged me, didn't you?

Robin: No, I didn't.

Patrick: Admit it.

Robin: But I really hate this thing.

Patrick: It's a T-shirt, Robin.

Robin: It's a symbol.

Patrick: Of a life that I don't have anymore.

Robin: Exactly.

Patrick: Are you getting insecure on me?

Robin: No.

Patrick: It was a time, an old time. I don't have that life anymore. And I love you. I found the shirt. But you know what?

Robin: Mmm.

Patrick: I'll dump the shirt. How's that?

Robin: No. Honey, don't do that. Sorry. I'm just being silly. It's just that when I think of you and other women, it makes me want to rip their eyeballs out of their heads.

Patrick: I'm only going to make love to you for the rest of my life. You know that.

Robin: Good answer. You know, you also have another reputation to uphold -- as a doctor. When you agreed to help Jason and Sam look through Ian's files, we also agreed that we would turn anything we found over to the cops.

Patrick: You didn't stop them, either.

Robin: No, I didn't. It's personal to me. You know, I helped raise Michael for the first year of his life with Jason, and I know how affected Jason has been by Michael's shooting.

Patrick: If Jason is right, Claudia is involved, and we don't go to the cops with this --

Robin: Yeah, but is it our job to protect Claudia?

Patrick: Now, that's the million dollar question, isn't it? But I mean, we took an oath to save lives, to first do no harm. I took the bullet out of Michael's brain. As a father, if that was Emma, I don't know what I would do.

Jason: Okay. I want you to look for a disc between March 28 and April 4. Here.

Sam: Jason, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Look at me. I'm worried about you, just like Spinelli is.

Jason: You know what? I don't have time to talk about this right now, Sam.

Sam: Okay. But what if the conversations on the CDs aren't about the hit on Sonny at all? Or what if Ian's accomplice turns out to be someone other than Claudia? Are you willing to let that go? Or are you going to keep going after Claudia?

Jason: I know that Claudia did this.

Sam: Okay. I'm just, um -- I'm asking you to ask yourself, what if your instincts are wrong? What if we cannot prove that Claudia did this, we can't prove anybody did it? Are you willing to walk away from this? Jason, is this about avenging Michael, or is it about getting Claudia?

Mike: So, uh, why the long faces?

Michael: Um, no big deal. Just school stuff.

Mike: Ah.

Kristina: Yeah.

Mike: Okay. Okay. Well, you know, if you feel you need a little grandfatherly wisdom, you know where to find me.

Michael: Sure thing.

Mike: Yeah? How's your mom?

Michael: Mmm. Large.

Mike: Large. Yes. Just tell her I said hi, and your dad, too.

Michael: He's out of the country. It was just some, you know, sudden business trip.

Mike: Well, nice of him to tell me. But then again, heh, why would he?

Kristina: I didn't know Dad was gone. But then again, that's to be expected, right? He never tells me anything.

Michael: Don't make this some statement about Dad, that he doesn't care about you. He didn't tell me, either. My mom did.

Kristina: Whatever.

Michael: No, not whatever. He loves all of us. Come on.

Kristina: He just loves you and Morgan more.

Michael: If you had the choice, what would you pick, growing up distant from Dad like you did, or taking a bullet in the brain like me?

Sonny: Thanks for what you did out there, listened to me. It helped me a bit.

Claudia: Anytime. Nobody that's close to you is going to understand the cost of this life and the toll it takes like I do. And that's not me, you know, bragging, my ego. It's just a fact.

Sonny: That's why we're good together.

Claudia: I'm glad you finally realize it.

[Knock on door]

Sonny: Great timing.

Claudia: Let's do it.

Man: Mr. Corinthos. A moment of your time?

Sonny: Yeah. Can you make it quick? 'Cause I'm in the middle of something with my wife here.

Man: My associates asked me to relay to you that, rest assured, there will be no more trouble. Between us, we agreed that you're the man to lead us into the future.

Sonny: What about Mo Verde?

Man: Mo, on the other hand, he has no future. He ran into an accident.

Sonny: Ah. My condolences.

Man: Indeed. I won't keep you any longer.

Sonny: Wait. Hold on. Can you get me a car and protection? 'Cause I'm going to take my wife out on the town tonight.

Man: Sure. Of course.

Sonny: Ah, great, great, great.

Kate: Oh, and the worst thing about it? She doesn't even see her own motives.

Coleman: What, the woman who you're mad at for keeping secrets?

Kate: Pride is a terrible thing, Coleman.

Coleman: That's why I ditched mine. Look, if you have so much to drink that you can't drive, I got a room upstairs. No, no, no. I don't -- seriously.

Kate: You know? You might be an interesting makeover challenge.

Coleman: Ha ha. That's funny. This is the makeover.

Kate: Oh, no. Mm-mmm. You're really quite handsome underneath all of -- that.

Coleman: Hmm. Well, I'll take that as high praise, coming from you, then.

Kate: Mmm. You know, I could just blow this whole secret wide open, if I wanted to.

Coleman: Well, do you? I mean, want to. I mean --

Kate: More and more.

Coleman: So why don't you?

Kate: Oh, I don't know. Because of the possibility that the damage done by exposing it would be just as bad as the damage done by keeping it. Could you please send that over to the table, and a glass?

Dominic: Don't sit with me.

Kate: You know, we could play this two ways. We could pretend we don't know each other, or I can announce to everybody in this bar that we're related. Either way, Cousin Connie's going to buy you a drink, and you're going to listen to what she has to say.

Dominic: You're drunk.

Kate: I've had a few. I wouldn't say that I'm drunk.

Dominic: No, but you're not the best judge.

Kate: So I've given your situation a lot of thought, Dante, and I think you need to resign. I think you need to go back to Brooklyn, Bensonhurst, Bay Ridge. You pick a "B." Just get the hell out of Port Charles.

Dominic: You know what? I've had this conversation with my mom a million times. I'm definitely not having it with you. I don't quit. I'm not leaving till I finish what I came here to do.

Kate: Listen to me, Dante. You will never bust Sonny. I don't care how much evidence you get.

Dominic: You know what? Contrary to popular belief, Sonny is not above the law.

Kate: Maybe, maybe not. The point is, you're not the one who's going to put him out of business. You can't. And I'm going to tell you why.

Kristina: I know you're kind of hating life right now.

Michael: It's been hell since I got shot. Sometimes I think it just -- you know, it would have been better if I'd died that night.

Kristina: How can you say something like that?

Jerry: I'm sorry to say, but it might be better for everyone if you were dead.

Michael: No, don't. Don't.

Jerry: Claudia did this to you. She wanted your father dead, but -- heh -- you got in the way.

Kristina: Michael, you're scaring me. Say something, please.

Michael: I just remembered. Jerry came to see me when I was in the coma. He said it was Claudia. She was the reason that I got shot.

Kristina: Are you sure?

Michael: Yes, because I remember her saying the same exact thing, so it's true. It was Claudia all along.

Kristina: I guess the question is, what are you going to do about it?

Claudia: Congratulations, Mr. Corinthos. It all went down just like you predicted.

Sonny: Well, like I said before, I'd be a dead man if it wasn't for you. And I'm not talking about the gun in your purse. I'm just saying, you know, you were by my side. You were the Zacchara. You represented the Zacchara faction. And it proved to those men that they can support me, and I'm grateful to you. Wow. Would you be disappointed if we went home?

Claudia: Nah.

Sonny: I'm going to get something started.

Claudia: I'm intrigued.

Sonny: Okay. Remember the birthday party that I want to throw for you? I want to get the ball rolling. I want everybody to be there -- family, friends, haters alike -- 'cause I think it's time that they saw how lucky I am that you're by my side.

Jason: Another drug shipment negotiation. You don't have to stay.

Sam: I want to stay.

Jason: Why, so you can be sure that I don't frame Claudia?

Sam: I know you're not going to do that. But I am worried about you.

Jason: March 31. Just trying to find the truth.

Sam: Well, I mean, the truth may not always be what you want or expect.

Claudia: Didn't waste any time, did you?

Ian: And why are we here?

Claudia: On Friday at 7 p.m., Sonny is expecting a shipment of coffee. He'll be here to sign off on it. It's all there and legit.

Ian: How do you know this?

Claudia: I know.

Ian: All right. That leaves two bodyguards.

Claudia: No. The custom inspectors will be here so he can sign off on it in person. He can't risk having guards around.

Ian: I can do this.

Claudia: Good. Then we're agreed. Sonny dies on Friday.

Sam: Oh, my God, Jason. You were right. It was Claudia.

Adam Lambert, singing: Children waiting for the day they feel good, happy birthday, happy birthday, may they feel way that every child should, sit and listen, sit and listen, went to school, and I was very nervous, no one knew me, no one knew me, hello, teacher, tell me, what's my lesson? Look right through me, look right through me, mad world

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