One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 9/25/01
Provided by Amanda
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Kathy
R.J.: Now, you have an excellent reputation for convincing people to relocate.
Keith: Yeah, I know how to give a warning.
R.J.: Good, because I want Cristian Vega to get a warning that he will never forget.
Keith: Well, R.J., you get what you pay for.
R.J.: You're right. Now, you will get the other half when Vega is leaving town for good.
Keith: And after he's gone, this pretty little girl will be all alone?
R.J.: Yeah, yeah. That is the general idea.
Jen: Mr. Holden, is Al really going to be ok?
Max: Yeah, they say he's out of the woods.
Jen: He was really pale when I saw him before.
Max: He lost a lot of blood.
Jen: But they're going to give him more, right? You donated?
Max: Yeah, I did.
Jen: I'm glad.
Max: Oh, listen, Jen -- Jen? Uh, I didn't get a chance to thank you for everything.
Jen: I just called 911.
Max: Well, you stayed with him. You talked to him.
Jen: He was unconscious. I don't think he heard me.
Max: Well, don't be so sure. I saw the way he lit up when you walked in that room. I think seeing you did more good for him than all the tranquilizers and painkillers put together. Thank you.
Jen: He's going to make it.
Cristian: Thanks to you.
Jen: That's -- that's what his dad said, too.
Cristian: Well, he's right, you know.
Jen: Thank you for being so understanding about why I had to see this through.
Cristian: You don't give up on people, and that's one of the things I love about you. And now that all the bad stuff's done, nothing else can get in our way.
Max: Now, who do I see about getting private nurses for my son until he's released?
Doctor: Well, that's all arranged through the administrative office.
Max: Fine, but I want it on record that he gets anything -- rehab, whatever -- he gets the best.
Doctor: Don't worry, Mr. Holden. All our patients get the best care.
Max: I don't care about all your patients. I care about my son.
Doctor: I'll make sure he's well taken care of.
Max: Fine.
Al: You've fallen in love with him again. How could you do that?
Gabrielle: Please, the doctors want you to stay calm.
Al: Everything I saw at the lodge -- everything I saw, you weren't being honest about.
Gabrielle: That's not true. That's not true.
Al: Yes, it is.
Gabrielle: No, I don't love Max. I hate him. I could never let myself love him again.
Al: It's too late.
Nora: What are you doing here?
Troy: Walking home.
Nora: To Africa?
Troy: To Front Street.
Nora: When I left, you said you had plans to go back to Africa.
Troy: Didn't anyone tell you?
Nora: Tell me what?
Troy: I thought for sure Sam would have mentioned it. I've decided to stay in Llanview.
Nora: Why?
Troy: Because of you.
Nora: You stayed in Llanview because of me?
Matthew: Mommy, look how high I am!
Nora: Oh, you're doing great, sweetheart. Just hold on with both hands, ok?
Matthew: Ok.
Nora: When did this sudden change of plans happen?
Troy: The last time we talked. After you saved my life.
Nora: We didn't talk about you staying. We talked about how glad I was that you were leaving!
Troy: I know. Because I'm a constant reminder of everything that Colin did to you.
Nora: Exactly.
Troy: But I'm not Colin.
Nora: Doesn't matter. Don't you see? It's just doesn't matter!
Troy: No, no, no, it does matter! Look, Colin didn't just hurt you. He hurt me, too! And he hurt just about everyone here in Llanview. Now, I understand that you'd all rather I leave because it's a whole lot easier because it's too painful a reminder to have me walking around, reminding you of Colin!
Nora: It's not just painful. It's unnerving.
Troy: But I am entitled to a life, too.
Nora: Yes, you are. Yes. But not here in Llanview!
Troy: You know, I realized when I decided to stay here -- I realized that I'd spend every day paying for what Colin did.
Nora: That's right. Doesn't that bother you?
Troy: It used to, but then I realized there's another way to pay for what my brother did. So I used Colin's money from his estate to fund the free clinic at the hospital. And now I can use my skills as a doctor to help people, to try and make amends to the community for everything that Colin did. It's already up and running.
Nora: I talk to Sam every day. He never mentioned anything about that.
Troy: Well, that's strange. I thought he would have. I don't know, maybe he didn't want to frighten you.
Nora: Should I be?
Troy: Well, Sam thinks you should be. Sam thinks I have some kind of agenda.
Nora: And what would that be?
Troy: Sam thinks I'm going to hurt you.
Gabrielle: I am not in love with Max.
Al: I know when you're lying to me.
Gabrielle: I would never lie to you, Darling.
Al: I see your face.
Gabrielle: Sweetheart, he gave you his blood.
Al: Out of guilt.
Gabrielle: No.
Al: He gave out of guilt.
Gabrielle: I just want to tell you that he was here for both of us today.
Al: Both of us? He abandoned us.
Gabrielle: Shh, Shh. What if I -- what if I'd been wrong about Max?
Al: You weren't.
Gabrielle: Yes, Sweetheart. I might have been wrong about him.
Al: Please don't defend that man. I don't want to hear about him. Be bad for my recovery.
Gabrielle: Shh, Shh. He's responsible for your recovery, Sweetheart.
Al: I want you to leave, please.
Gabrielle: No, Al, please, don't.
Al: Leave.
Gabrielle: We'll talk about this when you're feeling better, all right?
Al: No, we can't. It's me or him, Mom.
Gabrielle: Darling, please. It's going to be all right.
Al: Get out.
Gabrielle: No, Shh --
Al: Get out!
Gabrielle: Shh, it's all right. All right, all right, I'll leave.
Al: Before I call the nurse.
Gabrielle: No, no -- stop, stop. I'll leave. I'll leave. I do love you.
Max: What's wrong? Is it Al? Did he have a setback?
Gabrielle: No, no, no, he's all right, he's all right. Except --
Max: Except what?
Gabrielle: He doesn't want to see me. He told me to get out.
Max: Listen, it's going to be ok, you know? We'll stage a fight or something, make it clear to him that there's -- there's nothing going on between us -- I mean, not really, anyway. I mean, all we need to do is convince him that, aside from a little lust, you -- well, you still hate me as much as ever, right? Right?
Gabrielle: Max, I have to tell you something.
Ben: Hey, Natalie. Working late?
Natalie: Yeah, I just had to finish some stuff up for Mrs. Davidson. I'm not going to be disturbing you, am I?
Ben: Not at all. I’ve got to go out. The manager of my bar didn't show up.
Natalie: Bummer.
Ben: Bummer, yeah. I'll be gone for a few hours, all right?
Natalie: Have fun.
Ben: Bye-bye.
Natalie: A few hours is all I'll need.
[Seth laughs]
Jessica: All right. We have to start working on this. This is ridiculous.
Seth: Oh, don't worry about it. Come on.
Jessica: No. This assignment is due tomorrow. Be serious.
Seth: I am serious.
Natalie: Am I interrupting?
Jessica: Um, no. No, not at all. Actually, we're just working on an assignment for our medieval lit. class.
Natalie: Really? Wish I was in that class. Looks like a lot of fun. Guess I'd have to have the right partner, though.
Jessica: We really were working, I promise.
Natalie: I know.
[Phone rings]
Jessica: Oh, I got to get that. It's Doris' night off.
Seth: Ok.
Jessica: Got to do this.
[Ring]
Natalie: Wow. Looks like Princess Jessica is getting more and more comfortable with you.
Seth: That's the plan, isn't it?
Natalie: Poor thing. She's going to be pretty darned crushed when she knows it's only one-sided.
Seth: Yeah. The longer it takes, the worse it's going to be.
Natalie: Who cares? I mean, she's had it easy her whole life.
Seth: Well, that's not exactly true.
Natalie: You know what? I really don't want to hear about all the tragedies that Jessica's had to endure.
Seth: Fine. Then let's just get this over as soon as possible.
Natalie: Ok. Because then we can stop hiding our love.
Seth: Be careful. She might see.
Natalie: Chicken.
Jessica: That was Cristian. Al Holden got into an accident.
Seth: Is he all right?
Jessica: Uh, yeah, I think he's going to be, but I'm going to go to the hospital to see him.
Seth: I'll go with you.
Jessica: I'll get my purse.
Natalie: Good move. Ok, that's perfect. Just keep her out as long as you can because the maid's going to be gone, Ben's gone. Perfect opportunity for us.
Seth: Are you ready?
Jessica: Yeah.
Natalie: Give Al my best.
Natalie: All right, Ms. Victoria Lord Riley Burke Riley Buchanan Buchanan Carpenter Davidson. What have you left behind?
Max: I know what you want to tell me.
Gabrielle: You do?
Max: What -- it's what you were going to say when we got the call about Al's accident -- when we were up at the lodge?
Gabrielle: Sort of.
Max: You wanted to tell me the truth about this plan of yours.
Gabrielle: When we get through with good old Maxie, he's going to spend the rest of his life in prison for murder.
Max: Gabrielle?
Gabrielle: Hmm?
Max: You listening?
Gabrielle: Yes. Yes, I am listening.
Max: Well, am I right?
Gabrielle: Uh, in some ways. It's just this -- well, this plan -- I was supposed to try and get back at you for the things that you did to me and Al.
Max: Well, that's not news. I mean, that's why you married Asa and had him adopt Al, right?
Gabrielle: Yes, but there's a little more to it.
Max: What do you mean?
Gabrielle: I was -- the plan was to get you to fall in love with me again.
Max: So you could leave me, how you felt I left you?
Gabrielle: Something like that.
Max: Well, I -- I didn't fall, so I guess the plan wouldn't have worked anyway, right? So, no harm.
Gabrielle: No. No. That's good. No harm. No harm done.
Max: Listen, I'm going to try and talk to our son.
Gabrielle: Oh, Al, you were so right. I have fallen in love with him again. What do I do now? Continue to plan to destroy him, or forget it? What? What?
Jessica: Hey.
Cristian: Hey.
Jessica: How is he?
Cristian: Well, he's out of danger.
Jessica: Can we see him?
Cristian: They're only letting immediate family in right now. But I think in a little while they're going to start letting in visitors, so --
Jessica: Thanks for calling me.
Cristian: Hey, I knew you'd want to know.
Jessica: Cristian said that you saved Al's life.
Jen: Not really. I just called 911.
Cristian: And stayed with him, talking to him, encouraging him to hang on.
Jessica: Well, seeing somebody that's that messed up -- that's really hard, you know? Some people would just freak out.
Jen: Well, when you're in the situation, you just kind of do what you have to do.
Jessica: Well, I'm glad you did. Gosh. Have you been here all day?
Jen: Well, I guess so.
Jessica: You must be exhausted. You want coffee or soda or something?
Jen: No, that's ok. Cristian and I were going to go to the cafeteria. You can come if you want.
Jessica: No, I'm going to wait here just in case I can see Al. Thanks.
Jen: Great. See you.
Cristian: See you guys later.
Seth: That took a lot.
Jessica: What did?
Seth: Reaching out to Jen like that. I know you two aren't the best of friends.
Jessica: Well, she did a good thing. You know, I thought something was wrong with her, but there was a whole bunch of things going on with Will and her family. I just -- I misjudged her, that's all.
Seth: How'd you learn to be so forgiving?
Jessica: My mom. Does that sound really stupid?
Seth: No. It's nice. Really.
Jessica: I've been doing that a lot lately. Misjudging people.
Seth: What do you mean?
Jessica: With Cristian. When I found out about that web site, I automatically assumed he was doing it for the money. Then I come to find out that it's Lindsay who's behind it -- Jen's mom.
Seth: Yeah, but you couldn't have known that.
Jessica: Yeah, but I should have. I mean, I know Cristian.
Seth: We all make mistakes.
Jessica: You know, I misjudged you, too.
Seth: How so?
Jessica: Remember when we first met, how you were staring at me and you just acted weird every time you were around me?
Seth: Yeah, well, I was really attracted to you, and also really nervous.
Jessica: Right. Well, your nervousness made me nervous, so I didn't trust you.
Seth: And now?
Jessica: Well, now I know you. Of course I trust you, completely.
Natalie: This will work perfectly.
Ben: What the hell are you doing?
Jen: After we get the coffee, you don't have to stick around.
Cristian: What, are you trying to get rid of me?
Jen: Of course not. I just don't know how long it's going to be before they'll let me see Al again.
Cristian: Well, you know what? I'm staying, unless you tell me to leave.
Jen: I'd never do that.
Cristian: Good.
Jen: Don't you need to stop by Break Bar?
Cristian: My shifts are covered. We were supposed to be in Cape May, remember?
Jen: Oh, right. I remember.
Cristian: So let me treat you to some coffee.
Jen: What are you doing carrying around so much cash?
Cristian: I took it out for the trip. Don't worry, I'll redeposit it at the A.T.M. No biggie.
Jen: Are you sure you can get another weekend off?
Cristian: R.J. and I are like this.
Cristian: Max was right, you know -- about how good you were for Al, how he lit up when he saw you.
Jen: Max was exaggerating.
Cristian: I don't know. I think he's got a thing for you.
Jen: That's crazy.
Cristian: I don't blame him, though. What guy wouldn't?
Jen: That's kind of how I feel about Shawna having a thing for you -- and Mollie having a thing for you, and Leah, and pretty much half the female population of Llanview.
Cristian: Well, none of them matter -- no more than Al or any other guy who would have a thing for you.
Keith: Have the rest of the money ready, R.J. This job is going to be a snap.
R.J.: Just let me know when the job is done.
Seth: I misjudged you, too.
Jessica: How?
Seth: I thought you were rich.
Jessica: I am.
Seth: Yeah, I know, but I thought that's all you were -- you know, the whole silver spoon thing?
Jessica: And that would matter because?
Seth: You know.
Jessica: Oh, right. You're prejudiced.
Seth: I am not.
Jessica: Yeah, you are. You hate rich people.
Seth: I don't hate you.
Jessica: Well, that's a good thing. Uh, Seth, you know, we all aren't the same.
Seth: I know. You'll have to cut me some slack. I have never known anybody rich before.
Jessica: So if that's all you thought I was, then why would you want to hang out with me?
Seth: Because I also thought you were cute.
Jessica: Oh. Well, thanks. I think you're cute, too.
Seth: Even if I was a little strange?
Jessica: Yeah. So, tell me, what do you think of this cute, rich girl? Is that what you said?
Seth: I'm beginning to realize that she's a person. You're not a Buchanan. You're Jessica, and Jessica is someone I'm beginning to like a lot.
Ben: Answer the question. What are you doing here?
Natalie: I -- I can't believe that you always run into me when I'm doing something totally dumb.
Ben: What do you mean?
Natalie: Well, there were no stamps downstairs, and I promised Mrs. Davidson that I was going to get these letters out today, which, yeah, I know they could've waited because the mail is not even going to be picked up till tomorrow, but -- it's the principle. I promised. So I came up here. I was looking around for some stamps and figured I'd just replace them when I went to the post office before she got back.
[Phone rings]
Ben: Hello?
Viki: Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?
Ben: Hey, Viki, it's just so great to hear your voice.
Nora: Sam is usually a very, very good judge of character, so why is he so suspicious of you?
Matthew: Mommy, look how high I am.
Nora: Sweetie -- Matt, that's just a little too high, ok? Just come -- hold on with both hands and just not so high.
Troy: He's a cute kid.
Nora: You're not answering my question.
Troy: I have no idea why Sam is suspicious of me. You may want to ask him. Look, Nora, my only agenda -- my only agenda here in Llanview is to try and make up for some of what my brother did. I am not here to hurt anyone.
Nora: Well, you already have. Lots of people, including me, because you're a constant reminder of what Colin did.
Troy: I can't help what I look like!
Nora: I understand that.
Troy: Look, I thought -- I thought when you said good-bye, when you saved my life, I thought you made peace with what happened.
Nora: I made peace with taking somebody else's life. I never made peace with or will ever forgive Colin for what he did to me.
Troy: I am not asking you to!
Nora: Yes, you are!
Troy: No, Nora! No, I am asking you to not blame me for what I look like!
Nora: You know what? It's not your fault that you're his twin. It doesn't matter. You are his twin, and I have to sit here and look -- I have to see his face in the town that I live. I -- how am I supposed to live with that?
Troy: I don't know. I don't know. Maybe you're right. Maybe this whole thing was one giant mistake.
Nora: You're the only one who can undo this.
Troy: Are you suggesting I give up my clinic and leave town?
Nora: Are you suggesting that, if I said yes, you would leave?
Ben: Well, I've missed you, too. So, you done for the day?
Viki: Yes, and I'm absolutely exhausted, so I'm going to order some dinner from room service and then snore myself to sleep, but I wanted to hear your voice first.
Ben: You don't snore. Hey, did you get my message?
Viki: Yes, actually, I did. And I tried to call you back at Crossroads. They said you'd already gone home.
Ben: Yeah, well, the manager showed right when I got there.
Viki: I love you.
Ben: Me, too.
Viki: Me, too?
Ben: Uh-huh.
Viki: Who's there with you?
Ben: Natalie is right here.
Viki: Natalie? What is she doing there at this hour?
Ben: Working for you.
Viki: Would -- would you let me talk to her, please?
Ben: Hold, please. She wants to talk to you.
Troy: I became a doctor so that I could help people. I've tried to follow that both as a doctor and as a man.
Nora: I believe that.
Troy: So if my being here is going to harm you in any way, then I'll leave.
Nora: You'd give up the clinic that easily?
Troy: Easily? No. But I could give it up. I could go somewhere else and help people there.
Nora: Just like that, because I asked you?
Troy: Look, I like Llanview. I'd like to live here, but it's not my home. It's your home. And I don't want you to be uncomfortable in your home. I meant what I said. If you say leave, I will.
Priest: What is it, my child?
Gabrielle: Father, can we talk in the strictest of confidences?
Priest: Of course.
Gabrielle: I don't really know where to start.
Priest: I've always found the beginning to be a good place.
Gabrielle: A long time ago, someone hurt me -- my son's father, my ex, and for many years I've planned to hurt him back.
Priest: My child, our Lord taught us to turn the other cheek.
Gabrielle: Yes, yes, I know, but I couldn't. You see, I dreamt about getting even. I have obsessed over this, and finally something presented itself.
Priest: I see. And have you gone forward with this plan?
Gabrielle: Oh, yes, yes. I've implemented it. It's going to look as though he committed murder.
Priest: Oh, my.
Gabrielle: Yes, he's going to kill my new husband, and he'll be sent away to prison for the rest of his life.
Priest: And your current husband? He will have been killed?
Gabrielle: Oh, no, no, no. Oh, no, no. I mean, no, not really. I mean, everybody will think he will be, but, no, he won't be. Anyway, my current husband is in on the plan. In fact, he came up with most of the idea, and it was going along beautifully until something quite unforeseen happened, something you couldn't have counted on. I fell in love with my ex. There. I've said it. I love him. And so, anyway, my perfect, wonderful plan has turned into a horrible, horrible nightmare.
Priest: Because you realize it's wrong.
Gabrielle: No, because it's a lose-lose situation. Father, you don't understand. This happens to me every single time. So, what am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to go through with this and destroy the man that I love? Or if I don't, I will -- I will betray two of the most dangerous men I've ever come across. One of them, I'm married to. Another one is a lunatic. He's out for his own agenda, and he heard about our plan. He weaseled his way in, and now I don't know what to do. Father, you've got to tell me what to do. I need your help.
Priest: You mustn't go through with this!
Gabrielle: No matter what the consequences are?
Priest: You'd be committing sin after sin.
Gabrielle: Oh, but I've already committed many sins in my life.
Priest: Whatever they were, you can ask our Lord for forgiveness. But this -- you'd be doing it with intent.
Gabrielle: Well, yes, of course, but I'm doing all of this for my son. I love him more than anything in the entire world, and I love my ex as well.
Priest: You cannot justify this plan; not for love. not for lack of love.
Gabrielle: Then what about for survival? These two men are going to kill me. Doesn't that account for anything?
Priest: I believe you know the answer to that, and I believe you know what's right. Otherwise, you wouldn't have sought me out.
Gabrielle: I sought you out because I am in desperate need.
Priest: Perhaps, my child, God sent you the help you needed.
Gabrielle: So, tell me what to do.
Priest: You already know what to do. Don't you?
Max: All right, Al. Ok, fine. I'm not going to fight you anymore about this. All I -- all I cared about was making sure you were ok. You are, so I'll just get out of your way. I want my dreams. I want us. But I would give it all up just if you don't leave me.
Al: You were by my bed the whole time I was unconscious?
Max: Where else would I be?
Al: I heard you say --
Max: What?
Al: I heard you say that --
Asa: Why was I the last to know that my son was in an accident? I'm suing that motorcycle company, Al. Count on it.
Max: How about the person that bought it for him?
Asa: I'll sue the highway department for not taking care of the roads.
Al: It's ok. I'm going to make it.
Asa: Of course you're going to make it. You're a Buchanan. Is there anything you need?
Al: A new bike.
Asa: Now, that's good. You haven't lost your sense of humor. Seriously, can I get you anything?
Al: I've got everything I need right here.
Asa: Well, there's nothing too good for my son. I mean it.
Al: I know. Because with you, it's not just words. It's actions.
Asa: You got that right, Son. I'll tell you, I'm going to get you some private nurses. Pretty little things. I'll check with you later.
Al: Bye, Asa.
Gabrielle: Asa.
Asa: Hello, sweetheart.
Gabrielle: Asa, I need to talk to you about our plan.
Asa: You read my mind. I got the pills that are supposed to kill me.
Gabrielle: Oh -- good. Great.
Asa: And there's a paper trail leading right to Blair and Max. They're going to fry for my murder.
Troy: So, do I stay, or do I leave?
Nora: Hell of a responsibility having your fate in my hands.
Troy: It sure is.
Nora: It was just such a shock to see you still here.
Troy: I'm sure. Especially since no one warned you.
Nora: I don't think I can get over the horrible feeling I get when I think I'm seeing Colin.
Troy: Sounds like you've made a decision.
Nora: Matthew, honey -- two hands!
Matthew: Mommy!
Nora: Matthew!
Natalie: Hello, Mrs. Davidson.
Viki: Natalie, I didn't realize I'd left you quite so much to do.
Natalie: Well, all the work you left here is done. I'm just preparing for your correspondence before you'll get back.
Viki: Well, that's very industrious.
Natalie: Don't worry. I will get lots more stamps at the post office.
Viki: I'm not worried. Keep up the good work, ok?
Natalie: Yes, ma'am.
Viki: Would you please put Ben back on?
Natalie: Of course. She's all yours, Mr. Davidson.
Ben: Everything ok?
Viki: As ok as it can be without you here.
Ben: I wish I were.
Viki: I love you. And you don't have to say anything if Natalie's still there.
Ben: Well, I wouldn't want to shock her.
Viki: I'll call you before I go to bed, ok?
Ben: I'll be waiting. Just a second, Natalie.
Natalie: What is it?
Ben: Well, we seem to have a problem here.
Natalie: We do?
Ben: Yes, we do. You and Mrs. Davidson have to find a better way to stay in touch. I mean, letters mailed late are one thing, but what if there's an emergency? This should help.
Natalie: A cell phone?
Ben: Yeah, I got myself a new one, but I haven't turned the service off on that one yet. I'll tell Viki that you have it if she needs to get a hold of you.
Natalie: You're just giving this to me?
Ben: There's 500 minutes a month on there. If you keep plenty of them for business calls, the rest you can use for personal ones.
Natalie: You're terrific, Mr. Davidson. Thank you.
Ben: I know, I know. All right, get out of here. The workday ended hours ago.
Natalie: Yes, sir.
Ben: Natalie? Don't go anywhere.
Natalie: Mr. Davidson.
Ben: It seems we really do have a problem.
Asa: Why didn't you call me about Al right away?
Gabrielle: Oh, Asa, I'm so sorry. We got the call and everything happened so quickly. All I could think about was getting to the hospital.
Asa: Hmm. What were you doing with Max at the lodge again?
Gabrielle: Well, I -- to tell you the truth, I thought that it -- it might help our plan if Max and I were there more than just once.
Asa: That's good thinking. Well, I'm real glad Al's all right.
Gabrielle: Thank you.
Asa: I really like that kid. How about you? You ready to go home?
Gabrielle: I will in a while. I would like to try and see Al one more time today.
Asa: Sure. I'll be waiting with some champagne to celebrate Al's survival and Holden's demise.
Max: If you really did hear something while you were unconscious, it might have been me saying that I will be there for you always, no matter what.
Al: I told you I don't want you here. There's only person I want to see.
[Knock on door]
Jen: Hi.
Al: Hi.
Jen: The nurse said it would just be ok if I came in.
Al: I'm glad you did. I wanted to see you.
Jen: Am I interrupting?
Al: No, Max was just leaving.
Max: I meant what I said -- no matter what.
Jen: I just wanted to come by to say good night and see how you were doing.
Al: Must have been pretty scary finding me next to the road like that.
Jen: That's one word for it.
Al: I'm sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to ruin your plans.
Jen: I didn't have plans.
Al: You told me you were going to be with Cristian when you found me.
Jen: Ok, yeah, Cristian and I had plans, but it's no big deal. We rescheduled.
Al: Good. Hey, isn't there some saying that if you save someone's life they're bound to you in some way forever?
Jen: I saw that in a movie once.
Al: How do you think that's going to sit with Cristian?
Jen: I think he'll be fine with it.
Cristian: Can you guys do me a favor? I got to go to the bank to deposit some money at the A.T.M. Machine. If Jen comes, can you tell her to wait for me here?
Jessica: Yeah, sure.
Cristian: Thanks.
Keith: You won't be coming back here, pal.