One Life to Live Transcript Monday 2/22/99
Provided By Suzanne
joey: I don't think mel's going to be making it to that underworld meeting.
Kevin: No, but I am.08
ben: Ladies and gentlemen, blondie.
Man: Blondie! * Heabconvb ^on
sam: I think she's in premature labor. Could you help me, please?
Doctor: I need a gurney here now.
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bo: Is she ok?
Nurse: I'm sorry, I --
lindsay: He's her husband.
Bo: Just take good care of her, ok?
Nurse: Sure. ^ Fe
lindsay: She's in good hands.
Bo: She was just so pale. Is that normal?
Lindsay: Well, they don't call it labor for nothing.
Will: Come on, don't let this scare you.
Jessica: Yeah, easy for you to say. You don't have to go through it.
Will: I'll be right there with you, just like my dad is with nora.On
bo: She wasn't due for months.
Lindsay: Lots of babies are born premature and they do just fine. Don't worry, nora's a strong woman. *Baonli
bo: Nice try. Larry, I'm glad you were on call.
Larry: You -- you going in?
Bo: Sam rappaport's in there, so -- she needs you.
Larry: I'll keep you posted.
Bo: All right.
Sam: You're doing fine. You're doing real fine, nora. Real fine.
Larry: Well, this is a pleasant surprise. Hey, you're doing great, nora. Any complications?
Doctor: Preemie, 28, 29 weeks. He carried her here through the blizzard. She's a little a hypothermic, but there's no distress.
Larry: All right. Vitals signs are weak but steady, no fetal distress. Have you talked to dr. Dreyfuss, her O.B.? Ok, how dilated is she?
Doctor: 10 centimeters and 100% effaced.
Larry: All right. We're going to have to deliver her here. The elevator's are still out. Carol, I want you to get hold of dr. Gordon in neonatal and get her up here stat.
Nora: I got another one coming.
Larry: Nice weather we're having, kiddo.
Nora: Oh, don't distract me.
Sam: Breathe, breathe, breathe. Ok, one, two, three, four. Is there anything else I can be doing?
Larry: You're doing great. Just keep it up. Concentrate --
nora: Don't let anything go wrong, larry.
Larry: Don't you worry. Hey, we got it. We got it covered at this end. You just do wh tato you8avhe^ to do,li nor ta.Ve yeah, that's it. That's it. We'll get you through this.
Nora: What's "we," paleface?
Sam: Nora, you get all the credit for this one, believe me.
Larry: Come on, people, let's go. We need that.
Sam: Stinger --
sam: Oh, stinger, I'm so proud of you.
Nora: Which one of us are you complimenting?
Sam: Well, both of you. You know, like mother, like child.
Nora: Oh, god.
Kevin: No, I know she wants a shot of the buried car on the front page. Just save the stranded animals for the jump. Go with that, zack. All right. I don't think there's anything to worry about. She's probably just waiting out the storm with her cell phone on the blink like everybody else in this town. I'll let you know when I locate her. Thanks.
Joey: Still no word from mom?
Kevin: You know, she ought to be here by now, joe. I called the highway patrol. They said they reopened the roads. What about the phones? They're working now. Well, go on. You're supposed to tell me I got nothing to worry about.
Joey: You know, she should've at least called us and, you know, told us that she's ok.
Kevin: Unless she's in some kind of trouble. I mean, let's face it -- she's a real savvy woman, but there's a lot of characters out there who'd love to take advantage of a lady like mom stranded in a snowstorm.
Viki: Now go walk out the door just turn around now because you're not welcome anymore weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with good-bye? Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh, no, not i I will survive oh, as long as I know how to love I know I'll stay alive I got all my life to live and I got all my love to give I'll survive I will survive I will survive thank you.
Woman: One more time. One more time.
Ben: Wait a minute. Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not done. Your crowd wants more.
Viki: Haven't you ever heard the phrase, "leave them wanting more"? No, it's somebody else's turn.
Ben: I don't think so, not yet.
Man: You should quit your day job, honey.
Viki: Yeah, and go to nashville, right?
Man: Sure. We'll take up a collection.
Ben: I want a picture.
Man: You got it.
Ben: So, are you some sort of ringer? I mean, have I been flirting with a grammy winner?
Viki: Flirting, is it?
Ben: Well, I mean, if you haven't picked up on that, then I'm rustier than I thought.
ben: Ok. Ok, ok, ok. Hey. She's got my vote. What do you guys think? Well, I think it's unanimous. You get the prize.
Viki: I get a prize? What prize?
Ben: Oh, well, the crossroads bar blizzard of 1999 karaoke contest winner.
Viki: Well, I'm honored.
Sophie: Speech! Speech!
Ben: I think the floor is yours.
Viki: Well, this -- this really means more to me than any of you can possibly imagine.
Ben: You were inspired.
Viki: Yeah, I guess I was. And now I would really like a glass of water.
Ben: So, is this your first pair of fuzzy dice?
Viki: My very first pair of fuzzy dice. Thank you very much. And I intend to hang them proudly from my rearview mirror. But not until I sport them as a trophy as a little while.
Ben: Oh, really?
Viki: Oh, really, yes. It's going to shake some people up.
Ben: Sometimes that's good.
Viki: Sometimes that is essential, especially when your life is predictable.
Ben: Aha, another clue.
Viki: Not a very big one.
Ben: You'd be surprised what you learn about someone after hearing them sing.
Viki: And what do you think you learned about me?
Ben: You're not afraid to let yourself go. Surprised yourself, huh? That's quite a grin.
Viki: I was actually just thinking what my children would've thought.
Ben: That they have one sexy mama.
Viki: Oh, no. No, no, no.
Ben: Well, you weren't watching.
Viki: No, no. That's not a word that is associated with mother, no.
Viki: Do you get a kick out of embarrassing me?
Ben: I get a kick out of you, yes. You know, before you walked in this bar, I had a pretty low opinion of people in general.
Ben: Well, I -- wait a minute. How'd we get back to me? I didn't win the fuzzy dice, you did. Congratulations, blondie.
Viki: Maybe you should get up and sing a song, huh.
Ben: Can you keep a secret?
Viki: Well, now, isn't that what we've been doing all along?
Ben: You're right. I'm not really a bartender. At home, I got a whole wall of platinum records.
Viki: Is that so?
Ben: Yeah. I just escaped my handlers for a few nights, you know, just to get back to my roots. This is where the songs come from. You have heard of "the boss"?
Viki: Oh. But I happen to have met bruce springsteen.
Ben: No kidding?
Viki: No kidding. My guess is you can't sing a note, hence another one of your tall tales, huh?
Ben: Well, you know, tonight a touch of laryngitis, but maybe next time you come by.
Viki: And what makes you think there's going to be a next time?
Ben: Blondie, there's got to be one.
Will: Jess, I'm pretty sure the roads are cleared up by now. Why don't I take you home?
Jessica: No, I don't -- I don't want to leave until I know nora's ok and the baby.
Will: Oh, it could be hours.
Will: Maybe not.
Jessica: Will, that could be me in there.
Will: So, this kid is going to be your cousin, huh?
Jessica: I don't know. I mean, it's not really bo'S. And bo and nora will probably get a divorce. So I guess that makes it yo^ur half brother, sister.
Will: Yeah, I haven't really put much thought into it. You know, I can't really get used to the idea of dad having a kid with nora.
Jessica: Hey, well, it's not the baby's fault.
Will: I know that. I know.
Jessica: Just like it's not our baby's fault. I mean, we made this mess that it's getting born into. It doesn't deserve that. The baby deserves a family.
Lindsay: What? What's happened?
Bo: She's in pain.
Lindsay: Are you sure you want to wait out here?
Bo: All she had to do months and months ago was tell me that she wasn't pregnant. If I hadn't found out about this, I would be in there right now helping her deliver another man's child, thinking it was mine.
Lindsay: It should have been yours.
Bo: It couldn't have been. No way. Nora saw my tests results.
Lindsay: Well, like I said before, maybe it was a mistake.
Bo: Yeah, it was a mistake all right. Nora and sam rappaport made it.
Lindsay: But what if you could father another child?
Bo: But I can't, and that's that.
Lindsay: You had drew.
Bo: Well, apparently, a lot's changed since then. Now it looks like drew is -- is going to be the only son that I ever have.
Lindsay: This shouldn't have happened.
Bo: Nora wanted another child. I couldn't give her one. Sam could. End of story. End of marriage.
Lindsay: Bo, there's something that you should know about. I --
Doug: Hey. The power's back on, except for parts of angel square.
Bo: Well, that's good news how about the roads?
Doug: Primary ones are open and the snowplows are working on the secondary streets now.
Bo: Ok. Keep me up to date, doug. Thank you.
Doug: You got it.
Bo: Well, at least some things are looking up. You know the trouble with a lie? You can't fix it. You can't make it honest. See, what's done is done. It's not like making a mistake that you can regret.
Lindsay: You can regret a lie.
Bo: No. No, a lie is deliberate. You set it up and then you have to follow it through. Nora wanted to live with this lie. And now she's going to have to live with the consequences.
Lindsay: Yes, but --
bo: I'm just -- I'm glad that she never came right out and asked me to forgive her for lying because I think that would have put me right over the edge. But you don't have to stand here listening to me go on and on about this. You said you had something that you wanted to tell me.
Lindsay: Yes, I -- I'm glad that you feel you can confide in me, especially because of my relationship with sam. You know, because of the kids I always tried to keep it cordial, but my loyalties are with you right now.
Bo: Thank you.
Nora: I feel like pushing. I feel like pushing.
Larry: All right, take a deep breath. Relax. I want the head to come out slow. Breathe in and out. In and out. Stephanie, I'm glad you're here. We've got a 28-week baby who is determined to arrive early. 10 centimeters, head engaged.
Stephanie: Any fetal distress?
Larry: No. Want to take over?
Stephanie: No, you're doing fine. The neonatal unit's ready and waiting.
Sam: Should she have anything for pain?
Stephanie: It's too late for sedation.
Larry: Come on now. Take a deep breath, push. Slow, slow. Steady. That's it. That's it.
Sam: You're doing great. You're doing just great. Deep breath. Shallow breathing. Shallow, shallow.
Nora: I'm thirsty.
Sam: You are so beautiful.
Nora: You are such a liar.
Sam: No, you are. You're just so beautiful. I like sweaty. Sweaty's good.
Nora: I bet you say that to all the women you drag through the snow to the hospital.
Sam: Actually, I do. I do. I can't believe you are making jokes at times like this.
Nora: I'll tell you a joke.
Sam: You will, huh?
Nora: What do you -- what's wrong? What's wrong?
Larry: No, nothing's wrong. All systems go.
Sam: See, I told you. Everything's going to be just fine.
Nora: Ok, here comes another one.
Larry: All right. That's it, now breathe. Breathe deep. Deep. And steady. Bear down. Bear down. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on, nora. This baby is ready to be born.
Nora: Ahh! How much longer?
Larry: Come on.
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ben: Thanks, sophie.
Viki: So, you think there's going to be a next time, eh? What is it that you think is going to bring me back here, the water?
Ben: The applause. I mean, once you get a taste of it, you can never get enough.
Viki: Not me. I'm going to quit my musical career whiable I'm ahead.
Ben: But you admit you had fun?
Viki: Oh, yes, I did.
Ben: And you like my company?
Viki: I'm sorry. Did I say that?
Ben: Yeah, just without words.
Viki: Imagine that.
Viki: Well, well, well, the snow has stopped. It's been interesting. But it's time to go back to real life.
Ben: This is real.
Viki: No. No, this is not real. Real life is children and work, which I love.
Ben: Well, if that's so satisfying, how come you lost your smile when you thought of them?
Viki: Because I worry about them, and I expect they worry about me. Thank you for the shelter and for the entertainment.
Ben: Well, you provided the entertainment.
Viki: No. No, I meant the conversation. And if you are a bartender, I really am dolly parton.
Ben: You're one of a kind.
Viki: Likewise. What is it you're protecting, ben? What is it, a secret life, or a broken heart, or what?
Ben: You're more of a romantic than I thought.
Viki: Is that so?
Ben: Oh, absolutely. And I am very intrigued.
Viki: Good. It will give you something to think about in the wee small hours of the morning when you're closing up the bar.
Ben: And where will you be?
Ben: I don't suppose you're going to tell me where home is? Well, what if I have to get in touch with you? You know, I mean, if I find your earring.
Viki: Um, you could place another ad in the personals.
Ben: You read "the banner" every day?
Viki: Oh, yeah, every day.
Ben: Well, what if I don't find your earring?
Viki: Then you'll just have to give me something else of value.
Ben: Such as?
Viki: A secret. I'll bet you've plenty to spare.
Ben: Until me meet again, blondie.
Viki: I -- I guess you intend to find my earring, huh?
Ben: You gave me an alternative.
Man: Scotch on the rocks.
Man: "For this relief, much thanks." "Hamlet," act one, scene one.
Will: Where's bo?
Lindsay: He went to make a phone call. Something happened at the station. How's jessica doing?
Will: A little freaked. You know, all the moaning and groaning.
Lindsay: Well, it's not an easy business. But the results are worth it.
Will: That's the point. She's going to have to go through this whole process and wind up with nothing, you know? I mean, unless she changes her mind.
Lindsay: I remember the night that you were born. Jen's birth was special, too, but you -- you were my first. And sam was loving and supportive. And now he's in there with nora.
Will: Well, knowing dad, he wouldn't have walked out on this baby even if bo and nora got back together.
Lindsay: Yeah, probably not. But he finally has something that ties him to her, for better or worse.
Will: You two have kids. You know, it didn't keep you together.
Lindsay: Well, I wasn't the love of his life.
Will: Come on, dad told me that he loved you.
Lindsay: Just not as much as he loved her. The thing that gets me is that this entire situation is my fault.
Will: Fault? Mom, how is dad sleeping with nora your fault?
Lindsay: That's not what I meant. It's just that this is a difficult situation.
Will: I know.
Lindsay: Oh, thank you, sweetie. You're such a comfort, and jessica's so lucky to have you with her.
Will: Yeah, right, right. She'd be luckier if she never met me.
Lindsay: Don't say that. I'm worried about her, that poor little thing.
Will: I know. I can't get her to go home. I hope nothing goes wrong with this pregnancy with nora. I mean -- what are you doing? Are you sticking around for dad?
Lindsay: Oh, please. Your father wouldn't notice if I'm here or not.
Will: Yeah, I'm sure this is pretty hard on you, huh?
Lindsay: It's harder on bo. His whole world has collapsed around him.
Will: He has you.
Lindsay: Yes. He has me.
Sam: Go, stinger. Just go.
Larry: All right, have suction ready. Nora, bear down. Bear down.
Nora: I can't do it.
Larry: Bear down.
Stephanie: One more push should do it.
Nora: You said that the last time.
Larry: Come on.
Sam: Well, this is no time to quit now. Come on.
Larry: Bear down, nice and steady. Bear down.
Nora: I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.
Larry: That's it. Come on.
Bo: Any news?
Will: No, not really.
Lindsay: I was just about to tell jessica that some births are actually easy.
Larry: All right, here it is. Ok. All right. It's a boy. It's a boy. All right, get the cord. All right.
Nora: Boy. Boy.
Nora: Oh, thank god. Oh, thank god. He's crying.
Larry: He's breathing on his own. A little more oxygen.
Carol: Apgar 7.
Sam: You did it. You did it. You did it.
Nora: We did it.
Sam: No, you did. Ok, we did it. We did it.
Nora: We have a son.
Sam: We have a son.
Nora: We have a son.
kevin: Well, that's it. The morning edition is in. I scanned your photos, joe, and I threw my story in along with it. Zack's going to finish the rest. Where the heck is mom? What time you got?
Joey: It's almost 3:00 A.M.
Kevin: You know what? My lead on mel's story just went up in smoke about two hours ago.
Joey: What, that guy hamlet mel was supposed to meet at that bar down by the riverbank?
Kevin: Let me ask you a question -- who code-names themselves hamlet? Who does that? A schoolteacher?
Joey: No idea. But you know, mom said he wasn't going to show. Yeah, I mean, you figure that if the guy read that he was dead, why would he go to see him?
Kevin: Because maybe he thought somebody would go in mel's place. This guy is someone who has a story to tell.
Joey: So you think he contacted mel and not the other way around?
Kevin: Well, judging by mel's notes, yes, I do. I don't think mel even knew this guy hamlet at all. I think -- I think hamlet -- in fact, I know hamlet is the one who wanted mel to meet at underworld. It was his idea. Hamlet is calling the shots.
Joey: So maybe he'll contact "the banner" again.
Man: "Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, the extravagant and erring spirit hies to his confine."
Sophia: Do you know who that is?
Ben: Do you?
Sophia: Yeah, he's an actor. I've seen him on commercials. You know, he sells that -- what's that stuff called?
Ben: An actor?
Sophia: Yeah. Hey, are you ok? You like you just saw a ghost or something.
Ben: Yeah, hamlet's ghost. About the earring --
sophia: Hey, I told you I didn't have it. Let go.
Ben: Not until you te%ll me* onfe wh8ere you hocked it, soph. Listen, I understand. I see the tips you get here. I wouldn't want you to lose your job over something like this.
Sophia: Oh, and here I thought you were a real nice guy.
Sophia: All right, already. Harry's pawn shop -- satisfied? Blondie really got to you, didn't she?
Nora: Can I hold him?
Larry: You'll be holding him a lot, but we have to get him up to neonatal I.C.U.
Nora: Why, what's wrong? What's wrong?
Larry: Nothing's wrong. He just needs a little oxygen. Aside from that, he's fine.
Nora: He's got 10 toes and 10 fingers? He's all right? He's healthy?
Stephanie: He's a beautiful baby boy.
Sam: Beautiful like his mother.
Nora: I couldn't have done it without you, sam. You're not hiding anything from me, larry, are you?
Larry: Nora, you'll be able to check him out all by yourself upstairs, all right? We just want to make sure he's stabilized. Now, the elevators are working again, so we're going to get you moved up to a postpartum room shortly.
Sam: You'll be able to hold this baby for the rest of your life, right?
Carol: Oh, you're a cute little boy, aren't you?
Jessica: They have a son.
Bo: Let's get the hell out of here.
joey: Looks like it's clearing up. I can actually see a few stars.
Kevin: It's about to be dawn soon.
Viki: Now, what are you two still doing up?
Kevin: There she is.
Kevin: You ok?
Viki: Yeah, I'm fine.
Joey: We were just about to call the search and rescue.
Viki: Joey, that sounds positively parental.
Kevin: Well, there was a blizzard going on outside.
Viki: There was? I knew that. I actually found shelter in an inn.
Joey: Why didn't you call?
Viki: I tried, sweetheart, I couldn't get through. Is everything ok here? Jessie ok?
Kevin: Yeah, jessie was at the hospital.
Viki: Why? The baby?
Kevin: No, no. No, baby's fine. She's fine. Ok, doctor checked them out. It's a-ok. They actually -- well, she and will got trapped in an elevator. And then when the power blew --
viki: Oh, my word.
Joey: Yeah. Uncle bo actually rescued them. He's the hero of the night.
Viki: Why is she still in the hospital?
Kevin: Nora had her baby tonight.
Viki: That baby wasn't due for two more months.
Kevin: It's ok. I heard from jessica. Guess what. Mom and son are both a-ok.
Viki: She has a son?
Viki: Oh, my goodness. All this happened while I was -- should have been here.
Kevin: Hey, it's all right, mom. Believe it or not, everybody got along without you. Don't look so guilty.
Viki: I have nothing to feel guilty about.
Joey: Hey, hey, mom, it's a joke. I mean, it's not like you stirred up this storm just to give us all the slip and go and party at a dive, right? You're mrs. Responsibility.
Nora: I can't keep my eyes open.
Sam: Well, it's probably because you ran three or four marathons in the last hour.
Nora: I feel like it.
Sam: So why don't you just rest?
Nora: I won't wake up for a week.
Sam: Tell me something -- is that the joke you were saving for me? Just let me know when the jokes go by.
Nora: Ha, ha, ha.
Nora: He's so tiny, sam. Doctor said he wouldn't have made it if he was born outside the hospital. I heard him say that. You saved his life. You saved my life.
Sam: It's a pleasure. Anytime.
Nora: You know, I am -- I'm sorry that I've asked you to do so much. I don't want you to feel obligated. That's not the way I planned.
Nora: Mm-hmm. Yeah. I asked a lot of you against your better judgment.
Sam: Oh, is that what you think?
Nora: Yes. You don't need to do any more.
Sam: Oh, good. You know something? I never felt more capable of giving in my entire life.
Nora: That's just you, sam.
Sam: No. That's you. It's always been you. I was thinking of you this entire time and I realized through all the ups and downs in my life, it's always been you. And I know that it's honestly complicated for you, but it's so simple for me, nora. I love you. I love you. I always have. And I love our baby. Our baby. Our -- baby. It's like a -- it's like a dream, you know? And waking up from the dream and finding out the dream is real. So, obligated -- you're darn right I feel obligated, and I am so happy about it. And I don't ever want you to think about not asking for my help. Because you asking for my help with this baby makes me the happiest man in the whole world.
Larry: How you doing?
Nora: I think I have to sleep now.
Larry: It's the best thing for you.
Nora: How is he?
Larry: Well, he's certainly getting a lot of admiration from the nurses upstairs.
Nora: Larry, how is he?
Larry: He is premature. We have to take precautions, naturally.
Nora: What kind of precautions?
Larry: Well, his organs haven't had the time they need to develop fully.
Sam: Well, wait a minute. Are his lungs developed? Is he on a respirator?
Larry: For the time being, yes. We have to stabilize his blood pressure monitors, heartbeat --
nora: Is he going to be all right?
Larry: There's no reason to think otherwise.
Nora: When can I see him?
Larry: Well, we're going to move you up to a room pretty soon, and sam can go take a look at him and report back to you.
Nora: Go. Will you go?
Sam: No. Hey, I don't want to leave you.
Nora: No, please. Please. I'm not -- I just want him to know that one of us is near him.
Larry: I'll leave a pass for you at the nurses' station on five. You get some rest, mom.
Nora: Thanks, larry.
Sam: Thank you.
Nora: Go. Will you do that? I won't -- I'm not going to rest easy unless one of us is near him, you know? And besides, if you were here with me, I wouldn't rest, anyway, because all I'd want to do is sit up and talk about him. Go tell him how much we lovhim.
Sam: I willvb.
viki: I'm going to call the hospital and see if they'll page jessica.
Kevin: Hey, mom.
Kevin: I don't think you have to.
Viki: Oh, jessie. Jessie. Honey, are you ok? Now, what is all this about an elevator?
Will: She's ok, honest. I think she needs to get to bed.
Jessica: Will kept me from totally panicking. And uncle bo rescued us through the trap door of the elevator.
Viki: You're kidding?
Will: She's fine, though. The doctor says she's fine. And the baby, also.
Viki: Well, thank goodness for that.
Will: It's been a real long night. I think I'm going to head home.
Viki: Thank you, will. Thank you.
Will: Yeah, sure. No problem.
Jessica: I'll walk you out.
Will: Jess, I know this might not be the best time to bring this up -- you know, we're both pretty beat -- but you seem to be thinking a lot about this baby tonight.
Jessica: Can't get away from it.
Will: Yeah. Are you thinking about not giving it up?
Jessica: Look, will, it's not about what I want. But thank you for being here with me tonight. Go home and get some sleep.
Will: Right. I'll see you tomorrow. Or actually, later today, right?
Jessica: Why not?
Will: All right.
Jessica: See you.
Viki: Ok. It's almost dawn. I would suggest we all get some sleep, ok?
Joey: Mom, what is this?
Viki: Fuzzy dice. What do they look like? Good night, my dears.
Kevin: Good night.
Viki: Come on, sweetheart, time for bed.
Joey: Fuzzy dice?
Kevin: Don't ask.
Joey: I'm seeing things. I think mom's right, it's time to crash.
Kevin: All right. Good night.
Joey: What about you?
Kevin: I got another phone call I got to make.
Joey: You're too conscientious for your own good, you know that? Good luck.
Kevin: Is this underworld? Yeah, hi. I was supposed to meet somebody in there tonight and I got caught up in the storm. Goes by the name of hamlet. You wouldn't have seen him in there, would you? Ok. Thanks, anyway.
Ben: Hey, shakespeare, closing time.
Ben: Go home, soph.
Sophia: Oh, well, don't thank me for sticking around all night, mr. Grumpy. You know, it's not my fault you missed out on your hot little date.
Ben: What date?
Sophia: Whoever you were going to meet tonight. Isn't that why you asked charlie to sub for you? Only, he couldn't make it.
Ben: Do you ever mind your own business?
Sophia: Yours is more interesting. You know, I don't see why you're so bummed, though. If charlie would have come, you wouldn't have been here to chat up blondie. Well, good night. Or good morning. "Parting is such sweet sorrow." That guy, the actor, he taught me that. "Parting is such sweet sorrow." See you, ben.
Ben: Yeah, underworld? Did anyone come in there tonight looking for someone named hamlet?
Lindsay: You want something to eat?
Lindsay: You know, you need to take care of yourself.
Bo: Lindsay, don't take this wrong. Right now, I need to be alone.
Lindsay: Well, I don't want you to take this wrong, either, but there's no way I'm going to leave you alone. Because I owe you one.
Bo: For what?
Lindsay: For saving my son's life. And saving the life of my unborn grandchild.
Bo: This is about my wife.
Lindsay: None of this is your fault.
Bo: I couldn't give nora what she wanted. Sam did.
Lindsay: Let me help you. I know how. Let me be with you tonight.
Sam: You hang in there, buddy. Your mom will be coming to visit as soon as she gets some rest. I can tell you one thing -- you got the best mother a little guy could ever want.
Orderly: I'm here to transport mrs. Buchanan.
Carol: All right. Let me check her I.V.
Larry: Any problems?
Carol: She seemed a little restless, but -- everything checks out ok.
Larry: What's that? What's her pressure? Nora? Nora, can you hear me?
Larry: Can you hear me, nora? Nora? Nora? Listen to me. Wake up. Come on. Come on. Ok.
>> Stay tuned for scenes from the next "one lio live 8 *ona ru g ˝ t09
tea: What happened here?
Viki: This has to be your decision.
Jessica: But you do wish I'd keep it, don't you? Yeah, comm. Buchanan, please.
Larry: Nora, can you hear me? Come on, nora. Listen. Say something. Nora.
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