GH Transcript Wednesday 12/16/09

General Hospital Transcript Wednesday 12/16/09


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Patrick: You know what, Dr. Webber, you don't even work here yet, so it's not really fair for you to intervene. I was handling the situation.

Steve: I'm not sure I'd call a grieving relative a "situation."

Patrick: I'm the best neurosurgeon this hospital has. Probably the state.

Steve: So I've been told.

Patrick: Good. So let's be clear. I'll make you look good if you let me do my job.

Steve: Well, I wouldn't be much of a chief of staff if I did.

Patrick: Oh, don't flatter yourself. The only way you got this job is because your grandfather's Steve Hardy. And that kind of nepotism grates on me.

Steve: Something's grating on you, all right. But it's not about me.

Robin: Sometimes you lose a patient no matter how good of a surgeon you are.

Lisa: I lost her. That's the bottom line. Meanwhile, Patrick gets to walk out of his surgery with another win.

Robin: Patrick is far from perfect.

Lisa: Well, his record comes pretty damn close.

Robin: It's not always about numbers. You know, patients are human beings.

Lisa: Is that what you're thinking? A person died and all I care about is my track record in the O.R.?

City official: Your final notification on the noise injunction filed by your neighbors, Mr. Spencer.

Luke: Those sons and bitches ain't seen nothing yet. You want noise, I'll give you noise.

City official: This is not a joking matter. Failure to comply will result in the Haunted Star being shut down.

Luke: Is that right, Mr. City official? Why don't we find out?

[Blues music playing loudly]

Luke: Whoo!


Ethan: I apologize for the misunderstanding.

Luke: Don't apologize. There's no misunderstanding.

Ethan: He's been refusing to take his antipsychotics. And he's been in an institution for so long.

City official: He's very hostile.

Ethan: I'll take care of it, all right? Just -- I'll take care of it. Have a good night. Thank you.

Luke: What the hell's a matter with you? You're spoiling all my fun. Touch it and lose it!

Ethan: What the hell's going on here?

Luke: All I ask -- is that people give me the same respect I give them. I wouldn't interfere in my kid's lives. Don't interfere in mine. Leave me the hell alone.

[Music continues]

Ethan: Tell me what's going on here, all right? Are you trying to put yourself out of business?

Luke: Don't try to save me, dodge. Many have tried, and many have failed. Don't waste your time.

[Music continues]

Lucky: Hey, Michael. What do you got, dessert from Kelly’s there?

Michael: Yeah, it's Christmas cookies. Santa's bells, stars, the usual.

Lucky: Hmm. Don't get too carried away with the holiday spirit.

Michael: Yeah, whatever.

Lucky: Michael. I know you think I'm hammering you right now, but I'm not. You can trust me, okay? You know, what's on your mind, you can tell me.

Spinelli: I'm uncertain of Maximista's intended purpose of --

Maxie: Go ahead. You deserve a freebie after the terrible non-wife that I've been.

Spinelli: I'm aware that you feel guilty, but --

Maxie: This is why I didn't want to get married, Spinelli. Because I love you so much, but that's the problem. I always screw up everything that's good in my life.

Spinelli: That's so vastly untrue --

Maxie: When I was six, I had a guinea pig. My mom gave it to me, and I decided that I wanted to give it a mani-pedi and a dye job. And I killed it. I mean, that's what I do. I kill things. I destroy relationships. After that, I decided that I didn't want to try anymore. So I would just do whatever I wanted and then lie about it. And then I met you, and I didn't want to lie anymore. I wanted to be the person that you inspired me to be; the person you believed in and trusted. I didn't tell you everything that happened with Franco when I left the gallery opening with him.

Spinelli: I know. Due to the perilous nature of the situation, Stone Cold felt compelled to show me -- to show me the photo of your fair self blindfolded, lying in the chalk outline of one of Franco’s art installations.

Maxie: He warned me that he showed you the picture. And I understand why he did that, because, you know, Franco is obsessed with Jason. And Franco also seems kind of crazy, which you think I would have picked up on, but I didn't because I was focused on me, as usual.

Spinelli: Okay, but I don't see how that relates to the models in the glossy periodicals.

Maxie: Well, I work with all of the top modeling agencies, and I can hook you up with one of the most beautiful women in the world. So you should pick one, get your revenge. That way we can be even and everything can go back to normal.

Spinelli: You want me to have intimate relations with a stranger?

Maxie: Yes. Because I did more than let Franco take my picture. I'm really sorry, Spinelli. I messed up, and I don't want to ruin our non-marriage the way I ruin everything else in my life. I slept with him.

Spinelli: I know that, too.

Maxie: You do?

Steve: The girl who died wasn't even your patient. She was Dr. Niles'.

Patrick: Right, so what are you going to do? Go to Dr. Niles and Dr. Scorpio, find out what happened?

Steve: Not my style.

Patrick: Oh, so what is your style? Throw them in front of the board, show them you're a hard ass like your grandfather?

Steve: All I did was intercede with the brother of the girl who died. Your reaction's a little over the top.

Patrick: My reaction, right. You know what; I don't think Mercy would mind my reaction.

Steve: I have no doubt about that. And I'd be sorry to lose you. So before you fire yourself, let's try to figure out why you're so pissed off. Could it be that you think you could have saved that patient if you'd been in the O.R. instead of Dr. Niles?

Robin: I know that you care about more than your track record as a surgeon.

Lisa: Maybe, but I think about it a lot more than I'd like to admit. Unless I'm just drinking.

Robin: Please don't tell me you're as competitive as my husband.

Lisa: I'm afraid I am. It ticked me off to add a check to my loss column while Patrick was in there saving the other patient.

Robin: I was in there with you, remember? I saw how hard you worked to try and bring her back, and I also saw the look on your face when you realized that we couldn’t.

Lisa: You don't have to keep saying "we." It's on me, Robin. I was the surgeon.

Robin: No, she was injured beyond any hope of recovery.

Lisa: I was her last chance. And -- I didn't come through.

Robin: There's a delicate balance when we lose a patient. We have to allow ourselves enough emotion to be human, but not enough so that it creeps in and we doubt ourselves. So that we're ready when the next patient comes in.

Lisa: Who would have guessed Patrick’s wife would be giving me a pep talk?

Robin: Heh. Life moves in strange ways.

Lisa: No kidding. You want to know another cold, hard truth?

Robin: Hmm?

Lisa: I didn't want to like you.

Sonny: How are Elizabeth and the boys?

Lucky: Ah, Cam and Jake are bouncing off the walls, they're so excited about Christmas.

Sonny: Yeah, they grow up real fast. What do you got?

Michael: Mom and Jax are trimming the tree tonight. I volunteered to pick up the Christmas cookies.

Sonny: Well, you better get home, 'cause you know your mother sent the rescue team out to get you.

Michael: Yeah. Sorry for acting like a jerk at Jake’s.

Lucky: Ah, it's okay. I've been there, plenty of times.

Michael: See ya later.

Sonny: Yeah. Thanks for cutting him some slack.

Lucky: Yeah, well, he obviously knows something about Claudia’s death. Look, Sonny, I know you're trying to protect your son by telling him to keep quiet about whatever he knows. But it's eating him up inside.

Sonny: I'm a father. I look out for my kid. Sometimes they don't let you, as you probably know. I've known you, what, since you were ten, eleven years old. I watched you grow up and learn that fathers aren't the Gods that you want them to be. They're just men. They're doing the best they can. It's a harsh realization. You know, when you walked out on Luke and your family because you couldn't deal with the truth --

Lucky: Yeah. You gave me odd jobs here and there, running errands, washing cars. I'm sure my dad put you up to it to keep me from --

Sonny: It wasn't him. It was me. Because I saw how your dad felt when you stopped looking up to him, like Cameron and Jake look up to you.

Lucky: Yeah. I'm not that kid anymore, Sonny.

Sonny: All right, look, you got a job to do. And I respect that. But if you got any questions about Claudia, you come to me. You don't go to Michael because he's been through a lot. The coma, and he's still suffering the physical effects.

Lucky: Yeah, I'm sure the emotional trauma from knowing his stepmother got him shot.

Sonny: I'm asking you as a father -- and as a friend. Leave this alone, lucky.

Lucky: All right, sooner or later I'm going to have to step aside because of conflict of interest. You know, Carly and Michael are family. But whoever takes my place, they're not going to be nearly as understanding.

Morgan: That's the biggest tree we've ever had.

Carly: We need it, for all the ornaments your stepfather bought.

Jax: Well, we've got a lot to celebrate this year. Thank you very much.

Man: Appreciate it.

Carly: Ah. Josslyn's not going to remember any of this.

Morgan: Yeah, well, we can still read her Christmas stories and give her presents.

Carly: You are the best big brother, you know that?

Morgan: Yeah, just remember that when you're buying me presents.

Carly: [Laughs]

Jax: Speaking of presents -- I have something that you have to open tonight.

Carly: Me?!

Jax: Mm-hmm.

Carly: What is it?

Jax: I can't tell you that.

Carly: Can you give me a hint?

Jax: Okay, fine, you know what, I'll just give it to you so you can see what it is.

Carly: Oh, yay! No, I can’t. I mean, I want to open it really badly, but I think we should wait till Michael gets home.

Jax: Yeah, what's taking him so long?

Morgan: Maybe he stopped at Grandpa Mike's to get all the cookies.

Jax: I hope so.

Carly: Me, too. I ate tons of fruits and vegetables. I'm going to pig out on some cookies.

Morgan: Ooh, maybe we should put the lights up.

Jax: That's a good idea. We can hang the ornaments when Michael gets back.

Carly: Ohh! Michael made this for me when he was in kindergarten. He was so proud when he gave it to me.

Kristina: One for you.

Kiefer: Thank you.

Kristina: And one for me.

[Kiefer chuckles]

Molly: Ahem!

Kiefer: Isn't that why they call them kisses?

Molly: Oh, just relax. Everyone in this family already approves of you.

Kiefer: Including you, I hope.

Molly: Well, of course. As long as you're nice to my sister.

Kiefer: I am very nice to K, aren't I?

Kristina: Most of the time.

Diane: Come on, Martha Stewart has set the woman's movement back at least half a century.

Alexis: Are you kidding me? That woman is a mogul. She bakes money.

Diane: She's single-handedly responsible for the spike in Prozac among over-achieving super moms.

Alexis: Mommy needs a little Prozac to bake some cookies, so be it.

Diane: That's why I take my Prozac for other things and patronize my local bakery.

Molly: What is that?

Alexis: Oh, you have a lot to learn, my darling. Come on, everyone. Time to decorate the homemade treats.

Kristina: Don't let Mom touch them.


Kristina: You don't have to be a cook to do this part, Diane.

Diane: Eh, really, joy. Rapture.

Alexis: All right, I have sprinkles. What do we do with them?

Molly: Uh, Mom, yeah. Why don't you just leave that to us?

[Diane laughs]

Kristina: Okay.

Alexis: Ah, you see, I'll just take this part over there. Chocolate kisses? Mmm. I'll give you a Hershey kiss.

Kiefer: Do you want me to bring in anything from the kitchen?

Alexis: No, I think we got everything done.

Kiefer: Okay.

Alexis: Sorry, you guys. Go on about your business.

[All talking at once]

Alexis: Oh, my God.

Robin: Hey.

Patrick: Hey. Uh, can I get a beer, please?

Robin: How's your patient?

Patrick: She's good. She's gonna make a full  recovery.

Lisa: I lost her friend, in case you didn't hear.

Patrick: I did. I'm sorry. So, congratulate me for not punching out the chief of staff before he even started.

Lisa: What was the problem?

Patrick: Patient's brother showed up, wanted somebody to blame, probably looking for a lawsuit.

Robin: Or an explanation.

Patrick: Which is what I was giving him, until super chief stepped in and took over.

Lisa: No kidding.

Robin: Steve Webber doesn't strike me as the type of guy that has to prove anything.

Patrick: Well, what would you call it?

Robin: Saving you from yourself.

Maxie: How -- how did you find out that I slept with Franco?

Spinelli: The Jackal was standing at the threshold of Stone Cold's apartment, and overheard you confiding the truth to fair Samantha.

Maxie: What? Why didn't you yell at me and tell me what a horrible person I am?

Spinelli: You were overwhelmed and vulnerable. Franco lured you with his dark --

Maxie: No, he didn't lure me! I had a choice!

Spinelli: I think you underestimate the diabolical artist's power of persuasion. Even Stone Cold has fallen prey. You didn't stand a chance.

Maxie: I could have resisted, Spinelli. I should have. But I was too focused on trying to get Franco to do the spread for "Crimson."

Spinelli: Your intent on a successful career trajectory. The glacial one --

Maxie: Stop making excuses for me, okay? I did what I did, and I am a horrible person. You should hate me.

Spinelli: Well, I could never hate you.

Maxie: Then yell at me, and tell me that I don't deserve you. Because I don’t. You put your faith in the wrong person.

Spinelli: That is not so.

Maxie: I cheated on you the first chance that I got.

Spinelli: Okay, we don't need to speak of this any further. It's over.

Maxie: No, it's not going to be over until we're even. If you don't cheat on me, Spinelli, we're through.

Maxie: You don't get to snap your fingers and just forgive me. I mean, the nicer you are, the worse that I feel.

Spinelli: Well, my apologies.

Maxie: Don't apologize. Just have sex with another woman. I'm not going to be able to move on from this until you hurt me as badly as I've hurt you. Until every time I see you I'm struck with an image of you and another woman ripping each other's clothes off.

Spinelli: I love you. I don't want another.

Maxie: You're a guy, Spinelli. Don't tell me you don't look at other women and think that they're hot.

Spinelli: Okay. Yes, I appreciate the beauty of the human form --

Maxie: Okay, well, which form do you appreciate the most?!

Spinelli: Maxie, this is a futile exercise!

Maxie: Please, don't tell me that if she walked into your pink bedroom completely naked, you would, what, kick her out?

Spinelli: Okay, you know, hypotheticals are pointless.

Maxie: I'm not telling you to jump in front of a bus. It's sex. And I know that you like sex.

Spinelli: With you, Maxie. My non-wife and soul mate. When we two become one, the perfect expression of our love.

[Christmas music playing]

[Diane chuckles]

Molly: Ah, see? You can make any design you want.

Diane: That's actually very pretty, Molly.

Molly: Well, thank you. Here, you try.

Diane: No, no, I just -- I'm not creative.

Alexis: Neither am I. Fake it.

Kristina: Go for it.

Diane: Fine, since you're all badgering me.


Alexis: What are you doing?

Diane: Don't talk to me while I'm creating.

Kiefer: Oh --

Kristina: Oh! Oh, my God. You're hopeless.

Alexis: You're not going to be taking up pastry making at Harvard, are you?

Kiefer: Well, K knows I can't study without a sugar rush. So I hope you'll keep a supply while I'm away.

Diane: Ta-da! That is a work of art. Red sprinkles.

Kiefer: Better than mine.

Alexis: Do you see? Move over, Martha Stewart. You can have it all.

Diane: Yes, well, right now, I actually have a little bit more than I can handle. The case in Philadelphia is taking far longer than I expected, and my practice here is suffering.

Alexis: I knew there was a reason you came over here, other than to brave the horrors of domesticity.

Diane: I need someone of your caliber to handle my clients.

Alexis: We've been over this.

Diane: Name your terms! I will meet them.

Alexis: I have reservations about your clients.

Diane: My clients are high-powered, wealthy individuals.

Kiefer: They're gangsters.

Kristina: Like my father?

[Kiefer scoffs]

[Knock on door]

Kristina: I'll get it. [Sighs] Ethan, what a pleasant surprise. Come in.

Carly: More to the left. Little more to the left.

Jax: If I go any further to the left, I'm going to fall off the stool.

Carly: Okay, perfect.

Jax: Okay, there we go. Can you turn on the lights, Morgan?

Morgan: Yeah, sure.

Carly: Come on!


Jax: Wow!

Carly: Ooh, they're perfect! They're the best lights we've ever had.

Jax: Not bad, huh? Good job.

Carly: Great job.

Jax: Yeah.

Carly: There you are!

Jax: Yeah, what took you so long?

Michael: Grandpa Mike really outdid himself this year.

Morgan: Mom was worried you'd eat all the cookies.

Michael: Would I do that, Mom?

Carly: Never, never, 'cause you're such a great son.

Morgan: Oh, and Mom wouldn't let us put up the ornaments till you got here.

Michael: Oh, you didn't have to wait for me.

Carly: Yes, I did.

Jax: Yeah. And now that we're all here, I have a very special gift for you.

Carly: [Gasps] You know, you shouldn't have.

Morgan: Make her wait till Christmas.

Carly: No, no.

Jax: Ah, she's waited 15 minutes. I can't torture her any longer. Here it is.

Carly: What is it?

Jax: Here.

Carly: Awwwww, Jax.

Jax: You see what it says?

Carly: Josslyn. Baby’s First Christmas.

Morgan: Show it to Josslyn.

Jax: Yeah. Hey.

Carly: Hey, sweet girl. See what this is? It's your present. Your daddy brought it for you. Yeah, for your first Jacks family Christmas.

Jax: Look at that, she's smiling.

Carly: She likes it.

Jax: Hey!

[Blues music playing]

[Turns down music]

Luke: I'm sick of people wandering in here like they own the joint. You -- oh. It's you. You're big on respect, why don't you show some? Turn the music back on.

Sonny: Well, the music was a little loud. I didn't want to talk over it. I've got something to talk to you about.

Luke: Yeah, well, the last time you had something to talk to me about, it was my setting up a meeting with you and Joey Limbo, and you assured me that he would be safe. And now he's on ice, and my neutrality is threatened.

Sonny: Like I told you, Joey Limbo ambushed me and my men.

Luke: Sonny, look, we got a lot of history.

Sonny: Yeah.

Luke: We're friends. I don't want to jeopardize that by having to turn down a favor. So why don't you go away and come back in a month when I might be more cooperative?

Sonny: Luke -- I don't have a month. This is about our sons.

Lucky: Mr. Pirelli, mind if I have a word with you?

Dominic: Yeah. We probably got to stop meeting like this.

Lucky: I wouldn't risk blowing your cover if I didn't think it was important. Where are you with Claudia Zacchara's disappearance?

Dominic: Hmm. Well, you know, I thought I had enough for an arrest for Sonny, but my superiors decided that the evidence wasn't good enough.

Lucky: Were they expecting a DVD confession?

Dominic: Heh. That's exactly what I said.

Lucky: All right, focus on Michael. My gut tells me he knows something.

Dominic: Well, you know, Morgan and I, we're pretty tight, but Michael’s always been pretty sketchy around me.

Lucky: I just have the feeling he wants to talk to someone. You're one of Sonny's trusted men. Maybe he'll feel safe with you.

Robin: You are my husband and I love you, but your skill in the O.R. is reversely proportionate to your bedside manner.

Patrick: Robin, I gave the girl's brother the facts. He needed to know what happened.

Robin: He was grieving for his sister. He needed to know somebody in the hospital actually cared.

Patrick: Okay, he was claiming that the surgery was botched. I told him that Lisa was a fine doctor. She did everything she could.

Robin: Which is exactly why our new chief of staff had to step in.

Lisa: What did Dr. Webber say? Did he blame me?

Patrick: No, he didn't blame you.

Lisa: Did he suggest that I botched the surgery?

Patrick: How could he? You didn't do anything wrong.

Lisa: A person died. Maybe a better surgeon like you could have saved her. That's what Dr. Webber said, isn't it?

Robin: Uh-oh.

Lisa: Speak of the devil.

Steve: I guess I picked the right night to reacquaint myself with Jake’s.

Lisa: We were just talking about you.

Ethan: These cookies are delicious.

Alexis: Oh, thank you, Ethan.

Kristina: I helped make them.

Molly: Me, too!

Ethan: Well, you're all excellent pastry chefs.

Alexis: So I hear Luke is not complying with the injunction.

Ethan: Yeah, he's blasting his music at all hours. He's like a fifth grader spoiling for a fight. You know. Which I'm sure is an insult to fifth graders everywhere.

Diane: I can't say I'm surprised.

Alexis: Well, maybe there's a way to circumvent this, you know? I mean, he is the owner of a casino. He has the right to provide a suitable atmosphere.

Diane: Maybe we could find a precedent of some sort.

Ethan: I would be so grateful if you could.

Kristina: That's so nice of you to want to help your father.

Kiefer: K, he's not helping, he's just complaining about him.

Ethan: Well, Luke has his problems, yes, but I do want to help. I mean, it's my job at stake here. And Luke’s not raising a finger to help himself.

Kristina: You guys can figure something out, right?

Diane: I did come across a little-known county ordinance regarding property when I was defending one of my legitimate clients.

Alexis: Well, maybe you can look that one up.

Diane: I'd be happy to. Let you know everything I find.

Kiefer: K, I have to go study. So you can call me, or not.

Diane: Where do you think you are going, my dear?

Kristina: [Sighs] I was totally ignoring Kiefer.

Diane: You were having a polite conversation. There's no need to coddle the boy.

Kristina: But he was my guest.

[Car engine starts]

Diane: Okay, I'm going to give you a little piece of womanly advice. Never grovel after a man. Can I -- can I get a little reinforcement here?

Alexis: Sure. Principle is you respect yourself, then insist that others respect you, too.

Mac: Not always easy when you're singing karaoke in a bar full of people.

[Molly chuckles]

Carly: Miss any spots?

Michael: After we already put 680 ornaments on the tree?

Morgan: 681.

Carly: I think it's perfect.

Michael: Yeah, Rockefeller Center's got nothing on us.

Jax: Um, we forgot to pack the angel that goes on top of the tree.

Carly: Oh, I have gold wrapping paper. I can cut out a star and put it up there.

Morgan: Paper? A paper star on top of our masterpiece?

Jax: Yeah, I don't think so, either. This was a really nice handmade piece from Italy, and these boxes came from the hotel. So I'm going to go over there and see if I can find it.

Carly: Okay.

Morgan: Ooh, I'll go with you.

Jax: Okay. Pick up some hot chocolate on the way back. Michael, do you want to come with us?

Michael: No, you guys go ahead.

Jax: Okay.

Carly: Well, with the risk of sounding like a hovering mom, you okay?

Michael: Yeah. I mean, it's just -- kind of weird to think that you guys were doing this without me last year.

Carly: Yeah. We missed you so much. I think that's why Jax is going overboard here.

Michael: Well, he's doing it for Josslyn.

Carly: No, he's doing it for you, too. He loves you. You know, he really does.

Michael: It's cool, mom, really. You know, Josslyn's his first baby and all. Besides, it gave me a good idea.

Carly: Oh, what?

Michael: I'm going to go surprise Dad.

Carly: Now? You -- it's late.

Michael: Yeah. I mean, I saw him earlier. He seemed kind of down. You know, maybe he's lonely all by himself.

Carly: Well, can't you see him tomorrow?

Michael: It won't be long. You know, Grandpa Mike's cookies might cheer him up.

Carly: Well, that's very thoughtful of you.

Michael: Okay. I'll see you later.

Sonny: Lucky's heading the investigation into Claudia’s disappearance, and he's leaning on Michael.

Luke: Well, I'm sure that my son will follow all the rules to the letter, and do it very professionally.

Sonny: You know what Michael’s gone through, and he's still recovering from a gunshot wound and a coma.

Luke: Sonny, look, I can't tell Detective Spencer how to do his job. And if I did, believe me, he would not listen.

Sonny: If you could just suggest to him that if he has any questions, he could come to me.

Luke: Well, here's a radical idea -- why don't you cut out the middle man and tell him yourself?

Sonny: I did that, and he's convinced that Michael’s hiding something, and he's not going to let it go.

Luke: Well, then, that's your answer.

Sonny: I just don't want him pressuring my kid.

Luke: That's not my problem. But I tell you one thing, if anything happens to my kid or anybody he cares about, I will make it your problem.

Steve: Do I want to know what you were saying about me?

Robin: We were just talking about how you saved my husband from himself, and for that, I'd like to buy you a drink.

Steve: Okay --

Patrick: Are you okay?

Lisa: I was pretty shaken up about losing my patient. But your wife talked me through it.

Patrick: Yeah, she's good at that. One of her many formidable talents.

Lisa: I get why you left your hard partying ways for Robin. She's pretty amazing.

Patrick: She is. And right now, she's talking down the chief of staff and telling him that I didn't really mean to be a jerk.

Lisa: [Chuckles] Well, she's right. You don’t. But sometimes you can't help yourself.

Steve: Your husband informed me that I should do my job and let him do his, without interference.

Robin: Did he get to the part where Mercy and many other hospitals would be lucky to have him?

Steve: Hmm.

Robin: Sorry about that. I will make sure he sticks around.

Steve: Good. 'Cause I can't afford to lose my best cutter or his brilliant wife.

Patrick: Okay, let's settle this.

Carly: Hey, Lucky.

Lucky: Hi.

Carly: Come on in.

Lucky: Thanks. Well, that's quite the tree you got there.

Carly: Yeah, we were trimming it earlier.

Lucky: So is Michael here?

Carly: He's out. Why?

Lucky: Did he mention that we ran into each other earlier?

Carly: No. No. I'm guessing that's why he was late.

Lucky: Yeah. I wanted to see if I could speak to him for a couple minutes.

Carly: Please don’t.

Lucky: Carly, he's going through something.

Carly: Yeah! And you're his cousin. Can you give him a break? He's had a bad year, and I want it to end.

Lucky: I know. I know that. Sonny said the same thing to me.

Carly: You talked to Sonny?

Lucky: Yeah. He showed up earlier. Sent Michael on his way. Then he reminded me of how my relationship with my dad fell apart, and he was a friend to me then.


Carly: Maybe you could return the favor by backing off of Michael.

Lucky: That's what I'm trying to do. I want to help him, Carly. Not as a cop, but as his cousin. 'Cause I can see the road that he's headed down, and it's not good. I've been there myself.

Sonny: I swear that I would never lift a finger against Lucky, but he's right smack in the middle of this investigation.

Luke: Sonny, he's a cop. He gets an assignment. He's got a job to do.

Sonny: I was just thinking maybe you could go to him, father to son, tell him to ease off, tell him, you know, that he's a father himself.

Luke: What's the deal here? Are you afraid that Michael is going to say something incriminating?

Sonny: Maybe I am. And there's a reason why I need Lucky to ease off. Can you help me out there?

Luke: You know what, I'd like to. But my hands are tied.

Sonny: Can you just --

Luke: Sonny, just be grateful you got a relationship with your son; that you can talk to him, that he respects you. Because when that bond is broken, man, it's gone. [Chuckles] It's gone.

[Door closes]

Michael: Dad?

Dominic: Oh, he's not here. I'm waiting for him, too.

Michael: Oh, I was just stopping by to give him some Christmas cookies my grandfather made.

Dominic: Ooh, Christmas cookies.

Michael: Yeah.

Dominic: Mind if I partake?

Michael: Go ahead.

Dominic: Thanks, buddy. Mmm. These are pretty good. You know, almost as good as the ones my mother makes on Christmas Eve. Along with the feast of the seven fishes. It's a whole Italian nine yards thing.

Michael: You guys ate fish on Christmas Eve?

Dominic: Oh, yeah. We had shrimp, squid, cod, mussels. Yeah. You guys have any traditions like that?

Michael: Well, no squid, but we always had big dinners, you know, sang carols. Mom was the loudest, even though she was always off-key.

Dominic: [Chuckles] I can totally picture that.

Michael: [Chuckles] Yeah.

Dominic: What about Sonny? You guys ever hang out with him over the holidays?

Michael: I mean, he always got a tree, and Morgan, Kristina and I would come over and help with the trimming.

Dominic: Sonny must have missed you last year.

Michael: Yeah, things were different. Morgan told me that Claudia was the one who helped them decorate his tree.

Spinelli: I have to return to my task of tracking the darkly focused one.

Maxie: You mean Franco, the guy I cheated on you with.

Spinelli: Enough.

Maxie: Spinelli, you're a really sweet person, but you have to want to get back at me.

Spinelli: Did you hear anything that I just said?

Maxie: I'm talking about lust, not love.

Spinelli: Okay, I steadfastly refuse to sleep with any random model in a magazine!

Maxie: Okay, it could take a lot of favors, but I could probably get Anne Hathaway’s phone number!

Spinelli: I don't want carnal knowledge of any women but you.

Maxie: Just admit that you're angry.

Spinelli: I've experienced a plethora of emotions since hearing your confession to Sam. But -- they've all passed. My dearest wish is a simple one. I just want to repair the damage and move on.

Maxie: I can't move on, Spinelli, not like this. I feel horrible. And you don't want me to feel horrible, right? I mean, it has to be an eye for an eye or a bed for a bed, or whatever.

Spinelli: I'm sorry, I can't embrace that philosophy.

Maxie: Please, Spinelli, I deserve this. And if you love me, you'll sleep with another woman.

Patrick: You're making a big mistake. These hands, golden.

Steve: Why is it that all surgeons think their eye-hand coordination is better than anyone else’s.

Lisa and Patrick: Because it is.

Robin: Stop bragging and throw.

Patrick: Watch and learn.

Robin: Yes! And the dream team pulls ahead.

Steve: Not for long.

Robin: Nice.

Patrick: All right, let's see what you got.

Steve: Ahem. All right.

Lisa: Yes!

Robin: Ooh!

Steve: You were saying?

Lisa: Come on, lab girl. Let's see what you got.

Patrick: All right.

Robin: Okay, can you give me some room, please?

Patrick: Come on, babe. Focus on the board.

Robin: Ahh.

Patrick: Oh! Look at that!

Steve: Where did that come from?

Patrick: Robin's parents are super spies. She's an expert marksman.

Robin: You are so lucky to have me as a partner.

Patrick: In so, so many ways.

Robin: Mm-hmm.

Patrick: Good shot, babe.

Lisa: Aww.

Robin: Thank you.

Lucky: Michael grew up thinking that his father is the greatest guy on the planet. I understand that feeling, believe me. But he's going to find out at some point that his hero isn't so heroic after all. He's hurt people. He's done things that you could never imagine that he'd be capable of.

Carly: Michael wants to follow in Sonny's footsteps.

Lucky: Of course he does. Of course he does, Carly. He loves his dad. But I am telling you, there's something inside of him that knows that his father is wrong. And he could make better choices on his own.

Carly: I wish I could believe that. I don't know.

Lucky: You have good reason to. 'Cause he's a good kid. He's gonna pull away. And when he does, you need to be there for him, okay? Because he knows the truth about Claudia’s death, and it is eating him up inside. In one way or another, it is going to come out.

Sonny: You know, sometimes I wish -- Michael would turn against me.

Luke: No, you don’t. It'll break your heart.

Sonny: Yeah, it would break my heart, but at least he wouldn't have to live the life that I lead.

Luke: You're lying to yourself, Sonny. You see yourself in Michael, and you're proud of what you see.

Sonny: What I'm proud of is that he's strong. But I wish he would use that strength to go a different way, even if it meant defying me.

Luke: Careful what you wish for, my friend. Be very careful.

Dominic: The night of Claudia’s birthday party, when your dad laid into her, you were blaming yourself. I saw the look on your face.

Michael: I remembered that Claudia got me shot. I should have told my dad but I didn’t. Jason did. And dad was blindsided. That's why he ripped into Claudia at the party.

Dominic: It wasn't your fault, Michael.

Michael: Look, if -- if Dad had had time to think about it, maybe this wouldn't have happened. You know, maybe -- [Sighs] I don't know.

Dominic: All right, look. Your father would have got payback one way or another. The cops know that. They're going to use this as the chance to take Sonny down.

Michael: I mean, it doesn't matter anymore. 'Cause Dad made sure Claudia will never be found.

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