OLTL Transcript Wednesday 12/19/01



One Life to Live Transcript Wednesday 12/19/01

By Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy 

>> Previously on "One Life to Live" --

Al: The police are about to arrest you for what you did to Asa, so you're running away.

Bo: If there's anybody that would take matters into her own hands, it's Alex.

Alex: I want to be Mrs. Asa Buchanan again.

Natalie: I don't see why you even care what I do with Seth. You don't want him.


Cassie: What's going on here?

Todd: What -- what do you mean, what's going on?

Cassie: Why did you just hand this woman money?


Blair: Yes, is this Social Services?

[Baby cries]

Blair: Yes, I have a --

Starr: Mom, you --

Blair: He's got me on hold.

Starr: Mom, you said you'd help me.

Blair: I can't right now, Honey. I'm on the phone.

Starr: Mom, he won't stop crying.

Blair: Just try to calm him down.

Starr: Ok. I'll give you 50 bucks.

Blair: Starr, I don't think that's going to work.

[Baby cries]

Starr: Make it 100.

Blair: Starr, the baby doesn't want money.

Starr: I'm not giving him my Christmas present.

Blair: Look, you don't have to. Yes, Iím -- back on hold.

Starr: Mom, what am I supposed to do?

Blair: Just -- just pick -- yes, I'm right here. Somebody needs to pick him up, that's all. Yes, I want to talk to you about the baby. No, no, Starr -- Starr, it has to be an adult, Honey.

Starr: Well, what are you waiting for? Come pick him up.

[Baby cries]


Jessica: What are you doing here?

Seth: Look, I know you don't want to see me right now.

Jessica: I don't want to see anyone right now.

Seth: What happened? I'm sorry. It's none of my business. But I -- look, I don't want to bother you. There's just something I need to tell you.

Jessica: Seth, whatever it is --

Seth: Just listen, please.

Jessica: No, I really -- I don't care.

Seth: You will -- or maybe you won't. You know, in fact, you probably won't, but Iím going to tell you anyway. I want to tell you the truth of what happened between Natalie and me.


Allison: Of course you're rich. It's your money. But I always thought you appreciated my helping you.

Natalie: Yeah, you helped me find Viki.

Allison: Which wasn't easy. I was locked up in the loony bin.

Natalie: I know.

Allison: I mean, first I had to find you, and then I had to figure out a way to prove that you were Viki's daughter -- a way that no one could doubt.

Natalie: I didn't ask you to.

Allison: You didn't know. How could you? I mean, it was really tough, but it was worth it. I think we made a great team, Natalie. And you didn't fail me. You took on Viki and her lawyers, and you got her to give you that money.

Natalie: It's my money. Why shouldn't she hand it over?

Allison: That's right. You deserve it. You deserve to have a fantastic time with it. So, what are we going to do? Where are we going to go celebrate?

Natalie: Nowhere.

Allison: What?

Natalie: I don't want to celebrate with you.


Alex: Ah, wonderful. Now my wardrobe can breathe. Nigel, what are you waiting for?

Nigel: Madam?

Alex: Please bring in the rest of my things.

Nigel: Madam?

Alex: I don't keep separate beds with my husbands, and I certainly don't keep a separate room for my clothes.

Nigel: Husband?

Alex: Weren't you paying attention? I'm about to be Mrs. Asa Buchanan again.

Nigel: Doesn't Mr. Buchanan have to agree to that?

Asa: Nigel.

Alex: He did. He said I could have whatever I wanted.

Asa: Excuse us for a second.

Alex: Ok.

Asa: Nigel's always been a little slow.

Alex: Ah.


Asa: Now, how the hell am I going to get out of this?

Nigel: Sir?

Asa: You heard her. I don't make it legal, she tells Bo about my fake trip to the great beyond.

Nigel: This is a pickle.

Asa: I got to get out of it.

Nigel: Just play along.

Asa: What?

Nigel: Well, just until --

Alex: You two are like schoolgirls whispering up here.

[Asa laughs]

Asa: Nigel was just congratulating me.

Alex: Oh, Asa, you can't fool me. Nigel conspired with you to double-cross me the last time.

Nigel: Madam, I assure you --

Alex: Silence. Asa Buchanan will marry me, or Iím calling Bo.


Al: You guys may be innocent, but I don't trust either one of you. I never will. So, have a nice trip.

Max: Oh. Hey -- don't worry. We'll be in St. Blaze's before you know it.

Gabrielle: Mm-hmm. St. Blazeís.

Max: Oh. Missing Al already?

Gabrielle: Yes.

Max: Hmm.

Gabrielle: When I went to prison, I didn't have a choice. I had to leave him. But today --

Max: Today you didn't have a choice, either. If you stuck around, they would've stuck you in prison for killing Asa.

Gabrielle: Well, they would've arrested you, too.

Max: Yeah, well, we don't have to worry about that now, though.

Gabrielle: How can we be so sure of that?

Max: I told you -- St. Blaze's does not have an extradition treaty, all right? Once we land, we're home free.

Gabrielle: That's if this plane ever gets off the ground.

Max: Oh, come on. The hardest part was getting on the plane, and it was simple, wasn't it?

Gabrielle: Hmm. They didn't even look at our passports.

Max: Yeah, that's right. So, if anything was going to go wrong, it would've happened then.

Gabrielle: Yeah, but why didn't it?

Max: What do you mean?

Gabrielle: Why didn't they look at our passports? Why didn't security detain us?

Max: Because we were lucky.

Gabrielle: What if --

Max: What if what?

Gabrielle: What if there's a reason? What if somebody wants us to try and escape?

Bo: Going somewhere?

Bo: You know, I'm a little bit surprised. I thought we had this understanding that you two were not going to leave jurisdiction. And here you are. You're flying off to a tropical island. Unless, of course, the reason is that you want to escape prosecution for Asa Buchananís murder. If that's the case, then I can understand that.

Max: I wasn't going to let you railroad --

Gabrielle: Max just wanted me to have a vacation.

Max: She needed a vacation.

Gabrielle: You were going to arrest me.

Max: We were going to come back.

Gabrielle: We just needed to get away for a little bit.

Bo: Right, right. To an island with no extradition treaty.

Gabrielle: Bo, we are innocent. Please, you have to believe us.

Bo: Actually, maybe I do.


Asa: All right. We'll get hitched.

Alex: Right away?

Asa: What?

Alex: I have Bo's number on my speed dial.

Asa: Fine. Right away.

Alex: A Christmas wedding -- just what I always wanted.

Nigel: I thought you wanted to be the 12th Mrs. Buchanan.

Alex: And I will be. Aren't you going to congratulate me?

Nigel: Uh -- best wishes on your holiday nuptials.

Alex: That didn't sound very sincere.

Nigel: Considering how his last marriage ended, you can understand my reservations.

Alex: Nigel, this is me we're talking about here. And if he had followed through with his marriage to me in may instead of marrying that Argentinean in sheep's clothing, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Nigel: His death wouldn't have been staged. Of that we can be certain.

Alex: What?

Asa: He didn't say anything, Alex. Now you can just get out of here.

Alex: What?

Asa: It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding.

Alex: We haven't discussed our theme. I was thinking a Dickensian motif.

Asa: Just -- just leave my room.

Alex: I'm sorry, Asa. This is our room now.

Asa: If you think for one damn minute --

Alex: That I won't call the cops on our wedding night? Only if you insist.

Nigel: Maybe madam could give us a few minutes alone so that we can plan the wedding as a surprise to the new Mrs. Buchanan.

Alex: Oh, I do love surprises, especially when they're good ones.

Asa: It'll be a good one, all right. Now, please, skedaddle.

Alex: Oh, I forgot. I need -- I need proof of your intentions.

Asa: What?

Alex: I want you to propose.

Asa: You want me to propose?

Alex: Mm-hmm. If Iím going to be your wife, I deserve to have a declaration of your love. It's really not very difficult. You just have to tell me how you're feeling.

Asa: Oh, you want to know how I feel? All right, I will tell you. I feel like I've been lassoed and hog-tied, and I would rather sleep with a bunch of rattlesnakes than ever marry you again. Do I have a choice? No! People know I'm alive, there'd be hell to pay. So Iím asking you to become Mrs. Jeb Stuart. Will you please marry me?

Alex: No. I have no intention of marrying Jeb Stuart. I want to marry Asa Buchanan.


Todd: Um -- why -- why was I giving her money?

Cassie: It's a fairly simple question, Todd.

Todd: No, it isn't.

Cassie: Why not?

Todd: Why not?

Cassie: Maybe Blair can answer.

Todd: No, Blair can't answer.

Cassie: Why not?

Todd: Because -- because it -- it really isn't a simple question.

Cassie: Because Blair has no idea you're doing it, right?

Todd: Ok, you got me.

Cassie: No kidding.

Todd: I felt sorry for her.

Cassie: Really?

Todd: I mean, look at her. And plus, you know, she's really, really -- she's sick, and, you know, a kid and the hospital bills.

Cassie: Wait a minute, wait a minute. This is the baby's mother?

Todd: Yeah. Who did you think it was?

Cassie: Where's the baby?

Todd: What?

Cassie: You said you gave the baby back to her.

Todd: No, yeah. No. No, I know I did. Yeah.

Cassie: No, Blair said she didn't want the baby.

Todd: Right. Well --

Cassie: So?

Todd: So, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind. Huh -- right?

Cassie: Yeah, definitely.


Starr: Mommy, you have to come pick him up.

Blair: I can't, Starr. I'm on the phone. Yes, Iím -- back on hold.

[Baby fusses]

Starr: Mommy, there's nobody else.

Blair: Look, just -- kind of rock him, you know?

Starr: A grownup doesn't have to do that?

Blair: No, a grownup doesn't have -- just in the car seat, just you know, rock him.

Starr: Ok. What if his head falls off?

Blair: His head is not going to fall off, Starr.

Starr: Ichabod's did.

Blair: No, that's because you pulled Ichabod's head off. Now, this -- the baby's head is not going to fall off him. Rock him.

[Baby cries]

Starr: I can really rock him?

Blair: Yes, you can really -- just back and -- gently -- yeah, like that.

[Baby cries]

Blair: Very careful. Careful. Yeah, that's it. Just -- yeah, just like that. That's good, Starr. You're doing good. Yeah, baby.


Max: You don't still think we murdered Asa; do you?

Bo: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I still think that that's entirely possible. It's just that you two are not my primary suspects anymore.

Max: Oh.

Gabrielle: Oh, then, we're free to go, aren't we?

Bo: No. No.

Max: Then why didn't you stop us in the airport?

Bo: Well, you know what? I thought about that, but we would've missed this chance to have this little chat.

Max: You could've taken us back to the police station.

Bo: Ah, come on. Don't worry, Max. If you two just answer a few questions, I think maybe we can just forget about all this.

Gabrielle: All right, Bo. Anything.

Bo: Why did you choose to go to St. Blaze's?

Max: Like you said, no extradition treaty.

Bo: Hmm. And there's no other reason that you made that choice?

Gabrielle: Well, what other reason would there be?

Bo: Because there are a lot of other places with no extradition treaty. I just wonder, why'd you pick this one?

Gabrielle: Well, I don't know. What does it matter?

Max: You have a new suspect, don't you? That's why we're off the hook. You figured out who really killed Asa.

Gabrielle: Bo, is that true?

Bo: No. Let's -- let's not assume anything, ok, other than the fact that this little vacation of yours is going to be cut just a little bit short. Because when this plane gets to St. Blaze's, it's going to turn right around and fly back to the states, and you two are going to be on it. Now I'm going to go on up there to first class.


Asa: And what is wrong with marrying Jeb Stuart?

Alex: Oh, well, for one thing, he's poor.

Asa: He is me.

Alex: How stupid do you think I am?

Nigel: Don't answer that.

Alex: No, as Jeb Stuart, you wouldn't have to give me anything -- not the house, the servants, not the private jet.

Asa: See, I thought that you didn't give a damn about my money.

Alex: I donít. But I want to marry Asa Buchanan and I want to have that lifestyle, and that's it. I want to be Mrs. Asa Buchanan.

Asa: You can't be.

Alex: Why not?

Asa: Asa Buchanan is dead.

Alex: He doesn't have to be.

Nigel: But if Mr. Buchanan were still alive, he'd already have a wife.

Alex: Stay out of this. I'm not marrying a fake.

Asa: Well, who the hell said Jeb Stuart was a fake? The clown's got more money than me.

Alex: What?

Asa: Who the hell do you think paid for this suite, the flight down here, all my Swiss bank accounts in his name? They transfer this island to me in about three days.

Alex: Oh. So we'd have an island but not the name.

Nigel: You'll just have a different monogram. Your towels will say "A.O.S." Instead of "A.O.B."

Alex: I really liked "A.O.B."

Asa: Well, sometimes you can't have everything. So, what do you say? Isn't Jeb Stuart good enough for the likes of you?


Greevy: Am I late?

Roxy: For what?

Greevy: For your sorority meeting.

Roxy: What the hell are you talking about?

Greevy: Oh, I think you know.

Roxy: Hey, this is a really bad time for me.

Greevy: Oh, it's never a bad time. Not for the hostess with the mostest.

Roxy: What?

Greevy: You think I ain't seen those sweet young things you keep running in and out of here?

Roxy: So?

Greevy: Don't play dumb, Roxy. Old lady Donnelly told me you said you were going to get all this money from Natalie and her little friend.

Roxy: I wish that old lady would keep her lousy trap shut.

Greevy: Where is it?

Roxy: What?

Greevy: The money.

Roxy: The money? Does it look like I just won the lottery?

Greevy: Don't hold out on me, babe.

Roxy: I'm not.

Greevy: What, you think I'm stupid? Now, you ain't been playing around with those girls for nothing. You got money, you going to spread a little around. If you don't come up with it in 24 hours, you're going to get one hell of a Christmas present.

Roxy: Stinking bum where am I going to come up with cash so fast? Where is that number?


Jessica: I don't want to know the truth about you and Natalie.

Seth: It's not what you think.

Jessica: Right. You didn't mean to do anything. You just started to kiss her and you couldn't stop, so --

Seth: I -- I didn't kiss her.

Jessica: I don't care what you and Natalie do, ok? That is your business. Just don't do it in my house.

Seth: I didn't.

Jessica: You're telling me my mom didn't find you and Natalie in bed together?

Seth: No, she did.

Jessica: Get out.

Seth: But that's -- not what happened. You don't --

Jessica: Get out.

Seth: I was drunk, ok? I went to Break Bar and started drinking, and then Natalie showed up and brought me back here -- at least I think she did because I woke up here. But I swear nothing happened. It couldn't have.

Jessica: So you just happened to run into Natalie?

Seth: Yes. Believe me, she's the last person I want to see. All I could do was think about you and what you had said -- that we couldn't be friends. And that's why I was drinking.

Jessica: Oh. So it's my fault?

Seth: No, no! And you have every right to hate me.

Jessica: I told you I don't hate you.

Seth: Well, you should. I deserve it. But you not hating me didn't help me deal with it. And then Natalie took advantage of that. She wants us to get back together.

Jessica: But you don't?

Seth: No.

Jessica: You don't want to get back with Natalie?

Seth: No. I don't ever want to see Natalie again. Do you believe me?


Allison: Of course you're right. We don't have time to celebrate. We've got much more important things to do.

Natalie: "We"?

Allison: Yes. First we have to get a really good investment advisor, someone who'll give us the biggest bang for our buck.

Natalie: "Our buck"?

Allison: Uh-huh. I've done some research. I think we should invest the first half of the money, and then the second half we can just spend, spend, spend. You can get that mansion we talked about.

Natalie: I don't need a mansion. I have Llanfair.

Allison: You mean you actually want to live here?

Natalie: What's wrong with it?

Allison: I don't know. It -- it's just so Viki.

Natalie: I like it.

Allison: Well, you're going to like this place I saw even better. It's on the river bluffs, and it has a pool and a tennis court. It even has a sauna.

Natalie: I don't want it.

Allison: Fine. Maybe I'll get it.

Natalie: No, you wonít.

Allison: What?

Natalie: I've been thinking about our little agreement here. You're not getting anything. You're not getting a dime.


[Baby cries]

Starr: Mommy, he's crying again!

Blair: Just -- just keep rocking him, Sweetheart. Keep rocking him.

Starr: Mommy, you have to come pick him up.

Blair: I can't, honey. I'm on the phone. I --

[Baby cries]

Todd: Who are you on the phone with?

Blair: Uh -- Social Services.

Todd: Why?

Cassie: Why are you on the phone with Social Services?

Blair: And I have been on the phone, like, forever, on hold.

Cassie: I don't understand. Todd said you decided to keep the baby.

Blair: What?

Cassie: The birth mother just left without the baby.

Todd: You know, you said that was ok, Blair.

Blair: Well, Todd, just because that little girl can't take care of that baby doesn't mean that I'm going to do it. No, I'm going to -- we're going to -- Social Services is going to find this baby a really good home.

[Baby cries]

Starr: Mommy, you have to come pick him up!

Blair: Sweetheart, I canít. I'm -- Iím on the phone.

Todd: Give me the phone.

Blair: No. I got it. I -- no, I --

Todd: Give me the phone, and you go -- get -- deal with Starr and the --

[Baby cries]

Todd: Kid.

Blair: You -- you pick up the baby. You take him.

Cassie: What?

Blair: Take the baby. I -- you're good with babies, Cassie. You do it. Hold the baby.

Todd: Is this Social Services? Boy, I got a bone to pick with you! Just kidding -- I'm -- nothing. I don't even have a bone. I'm -- it's -- you know what? There's no baby here. There's no baby at all. Just some mother who escaped from the mental institution because she's really sick. She's cuckoo. What -- who am I? Um -- I'm Dr. Cummings. My name is Dr. Rae Cummings.

Cassie: It's ok, it's ok. You just wanted some loving, didn't you?

Blair: Look -- he likes you. I -- I knew he would.

Cassie: I have a feeling he would like you, too.

Blair: Maybe.

Cassie: You don't want to hold him; do you?

Blair: It's not that I don't want to hold him, Cassie.

Cassie: It's that you feel like you'd be betraying your own baby by loving another. Honey, I know how you feel. I felt the same way. But when God gave me River, the moment I picked him up, I knew he was supposed to be my son.

Blair: Look, you found River, Cassie.

Cassie: So?

Blair: So -- I didn't find this baby.

Cassie: They say --

Blair: Todd brought him to be.

Cassie: Well, they say that God works in mysterious ways. I'm serious. You're happy now. You're married. Maybe you're supposed to have a baby.

Blair: Then why did I lose my son?

Cassie: Maybe you're supposed to have this baby.

Blair: I don't want that baby, Cassie. I want my son, my baby, mine and Toddís, our son.

Cassie: Honey, Iím so sorry.

Blair: Why did he have to die?

Todd: He is your son, you -- he's right in front of your face. Just I can't tell you.


Alex: So you're saying that we would still -- that you would still have money, even as Jeb Stuart?

Asa: Mm-hmm. And we would have our own island kingdom.

Alex: So I could still basically have whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it?

Asa: Do I have a choice?

Alex: I could call myself Mrs. Buchanan in my head.

Nigel: I'm sure you hear many things in your head.

Asa: You can call yourself whatever you want.

Alex: Fine. Then I will marry Captain Jeb Stuart.

Nigel: Congratulations.

Asa: Well, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you getting ready?

Alex: For what, Hon?

Asa: "For what?" For our wedding.

Alex: Right now?

Asa: No time like the present.

Alex: I don't have anything to wear.

Asa: Oh, go find yourself something.

Alex: But -- it's not that easy. It's very difficult.

Asa: And then we'll get ourselves to a judge --

Alex: But we haven't even discussed our theme!


Asa: Yeah. Just don't stand there. How the hell am I going to get out of this damn thing?

Nigel: Funny you should mention that, Sir. I think I have the perfect idea.


Gabrielle: Max, I don't understand why Bo didn't arrest us.

Max: Because he doesn't think we did it. He has a new suspect.

Gabrielle: So he let us fly all the way down here just to let us go?

Max: I don't know. It doesn't make any sense to me at all. He should've stopped us at the airport.

Gabrielle: Unless he was lying. Unless he was trying to get us to tell him something.

Max: About why we came to St. Blaze's?

Gabrielle: Well, you told me that you found out about this island through Asaís stuff, right?

Max: That's no crime.

Gabrielle: No, but maybe Bo knows about it. Maybe this means more than we think it means.

Max: You think maybe the killer knew something about St. Blaze's?

Gabrielle: Maybe.

Max: Hmm.

Gabrielle: And maybe Bo thinks we know what it is, too. Max, he still thinks we're guilty.

Max: Gabrielle --

Gabrielle: No, no, he does, he does. And now he's going to arrest us as soon as we get back on American soil.

Max: It's not going to happen.

Gabrielle: How do you know that? He is probably lying about everything, and he's going to arrest us. Wait -- where are you going?

Max: I want to go talk to Bo, find out what the hell he's up to, ok?

Gabrielle: Oh, great.

Gabrielle: Huh?

Max: He's not even on the plane.


[Baby fusses]

Todd: Baby doesn't sound very happy.

Blair: Starr just went upstairs to get him a toy.

Todd: Hey, stop rocking him.

Cassie: I don't understand this. It always worked with River.

Todd: Well, it's not working with him, is it?

[Baby cries]

Blair: Maybe -- maybe he needs to be changed.

Cassie: No, no, he's dry. No. Maybe he's hungry.

Blair: We tried to give him a bottle --

[Baby cries]

Cassie: Oh!

Blair: Cassie, and that didn't work.

Todd: Well, maybe he just needs someone to hold him.

Cassie: You know, I hate to say it, but I think Todd is right. Maybe this baby needs his mother.

Blair: You think he needs his mother?

Cassie: Yeah, maybe.

Todd: No duh. What kid doesn't want to be with his mother?

Blair: Oh, gosh. That little thing doesn't know his mother's too poor to -- to even take care of it.

Todd: Blair?

[Baby cries]

Blair: Did you talk to Social Services?

Todd: Yes, I did.

Blair: And are they coming today?

Todd: No.

Cassie: They're always backlogged.

Blair: Oh.

Todd: That -- that's what they said -- that they were really backlogged and -- and it was a real shame, but they weren't going to be able to send anybody to pick up the little tyke for a while.

Cassie: It's ok, Honey. I'll help you take care of him.

Todd: When are you going back to Switzerland?

[Baby cries]

Cassie: It's ok. It's ok, Sweetheart. Blair and Todd are going to give you a very good home.

Blair: Oh, just -- just make him -- please, somebody make him stop crying, please.

[Baby cries]

Starr: I got Ichabod! Oh, look at Ichabod Mommy. How come he's not liking Ichabod?

Blair: Well, Ichabodís probably too grown-up for a little baby like that, Starr.

Starr: What about Dracula?

Blair: What?

Starr: My stuffed bat.

Todd: That won't work either. You know, I just think that the kid needs someone else to hold him.

Blair: Todd -- well, then, you hold him.

Todd: Fine.

Cassie: Here you go. Here you go.

[Baby cries]

Todd: I'll give you 50 bucks if you shut up.

Starr: I tried it.

Todd: Did you give him 100?

Blair: Todd!

Cassie: I'll take him. Give him back. Give him back to me.

Todd: No, no, you had your turn. Didn't work. But you havenít. You haven't tried.

[Baby cries]

Todd: Come on. Try it, Blair. Just -- just -- just hold him.

[Crying stops]

Blair: Oh.


Allison: We have a deal. And if you don't stick to it, I'm going to sue you for every penny you've got.

Natalie: How?

Allison: We have a contract, and you signed it. It's legal and binding.

Natalie: Yeah? Well, with my new battery of lawyers, that contract's going to be null and void. Why? Because I'm not Natalie Balsom anymore. I'm Natalie Buchanan now.

Allison: Which is why you need me more than ever. Do you really think those people care about you? You do, don't you? Ah! I can't believe it. They really pulled a number on you.

Natalie: What are you talking about?

Allison: It's called divide and conquer. They figure if they can get me out of the way, then they can get you to do whatever they want. They figure that you don't know any better.

Natalie: That's not what they're trying to do.

Allison: Oh, yes, it is. Viki is not Santa Claus. She took her time keeping all of that money, and when I'm gone she's going to try and get it back.

Natalie: No, she's not.

Allison: She doesn't care about you. She's only going to hurt you.

Natalie: No. No, Allison. You're the one that's hurting me. All you want is my money. But guess what -- you're not going to get it, so get out!

Allison: Hey -- this isn't over!


Jessica: Yeah. I believe you.

Seth: You do?

Jessica: You left your watch in Natalieís bed.

[Phone rings]

Jessica: Hello.

Roxy: Hey, baby, is that you?

Jessica: Who's this?

Roxy: It's your mama.

Jessica: Roxanne?

Roxy: Yeah, honey. I'm sorry about what I said before. It was just really hard finding out that my daughter wasn't really mine.

Jessica: I can't talk now.

Roxy: I know, but I've had you on my mind all day. If you could just give me one more chance --

Jessica: No.

Roxy: Baby, I really want to try again.

Jessica: Well, I donít.

Seth: You ok?

Jessica: That was Roxanne Balsom.

Seth: Natalie's mother?

Jessica: No. My mother. When I told her I wasn't giving her a penny, she nearly kicked me out of her house.

Seth: You went to see her?

Jessica: And now she wants to make up.

Seth: Natalie told me about her. She sounds absolutely horrible.

Jessica: She is.

Seth: Jess?

Jessica: I can't believe that she's my mother.

Seth: Hey, it's ok. It's ok. She's not your mother, really. She's not. And you're nothing like her. And you never have to see her again.


Blair: No, I -- I can't.

Todd: You did before.

Cassie: You did?

Blair: But that -- that was different.

Todd: What? That -- that was different how?

Blair: I -- I thought he -- I canít.

Todd: Yeah, you can. You don't know that.

Blair: Yes -- yes, I do, Todd.

Todd: No, you don't know until you try.

Blair: No, Todd. Listen, I can't hold the baby.

Starr: Mommy, just try.

Blair: Shh. Hey.


Bo: Yeah. Yeah. All right. I want two uniforms to meet flight 719. Right. Should be in Llanview in about four hours or so. Uh-huh. Max Holden, Gabrielle Buchanan. No, no, no, no. I don't want -- don't want them arrested. I just want a tail put on them for the next 48 hours or so. All right. I'll let you know if anything changes. All right, thanks. So, you have never seen this woman before?

Man: No.

Bo: No. Now, are you sure? It would've been recently. Would've been in the past week or so.

Man: Believe me, I'd remember.

Bo: Yeah, I know. It's kind of a crazy outfit, isn't it? She doesn't dress that way all the time, though. So that's someone that you've never seen before? Ok. Anybody else in here maybe that might have seen her?

Man: Sorry.

Bo: "Sorry." Yeah, me, too. Why don't you hang on to that, ok? Thanks a lot for your help. What about Visas?

Man: Sir?

Bo: If she came to this island, surely there would be a record of her entry somewhere, right?

Man: Right this way.

Bo: All right. Now we're talking.


Alex: Oh.

Asa: Come on, come on. Let's get this over with.

Alex: No.

Asa: No?

Alex: I refuse to get married until someone properly compliments me on my wedding finery.

Nigel: Oh. You look lovely, Madam. Very "A Child's Christmas in Acapulco."

Alex: Oh, that's exactly what I was going for!

Nigel: Oh.

Alex: I should've known that you would appreciate that. Asa, you have no idea how hard it was to pull together something for a wedding under these difficult circumstances.

[Asa rings bell]

Asa: Anybody home? Hello! Hello!


Natalie: Seth, look at me. I love you.

Seth: Don't say that. It's only going to make things worse.

Natalie: No. No, love -- love makes things better, not worse.

Seth: Natalie, listen to me. This is not going to happen again. It's over. It's been over for a long time. Now, Iím going to go speak to Mrs. Davidson.


[Phone rings]

Roxy: Yeah?

Allison: Roxy. It's Allison -- Allison Perkins.

Roxy: Allison Perkins, my favorite little candy striper. What do you want?

Allison: I think it's time we talked about your daughter.


Todd: See, I told you that would work.

Blair: It wasn't as hard as I thought.

Cassie: I told you he'd like you. He quieted right down.

Blair: I think he was just -- he was just cried out. That's all -- yeah? Oh, my goodness.

Starr: Oh, thank goodness he stopped.

Todd: Kids cry sometimes, Starr. They can't help it.

Starr: Did I cry when I was that young?

Blair: Oh, you cried all the time.

[Baby fusses]

Blair: Yeah. Every time I would hold you, though, you'd -- you'd quiet down, just like this.

Todd: Yeah, see, because that kid doesn't want to go to Social Services.

Blair: Well, he will, sooner or later.

Todd: Blair.

Blair: I'll call first thing in the morning, ok?

[Baby cries]

Blair: Shh!

Todd: Why? He's used to you.

Cassie: Oh.

Todd: You want the kid to have to go meet a whole new family he doesn't even know?

Blair: No, I know what that's like. When I was little, every time I would go to a new home and then Iíd be taken away -- I don't want that for you. Ok?

Cassie: I have a great idea. He can stay with me.

Blair: Can he?

Cassie: Sure. I mean, until they find him a permanent home.

Todd: No! Because of Andrew being really busy, what with Christmas and everything.

Cassie: I -- I am staying at the Mill House, so it won't be any problem for Andrew. Besides, River will love him.

Blair: This --

Todd: I -- I don't think this is such a good idea.

Cassie: Oh, I think it's great.

Blair: This is my cousin Cassie, and she's going to take good care of you, ok?

Cassie: Yes, you -- you're going to have such a good time --

Todd: This is a really bad idea.

Cassie: At a house all decorated for Christmas.

Todd: No. He doesn't even like you.

[Baby cries]

Cassie: Oh, no. You're going to be just fine.

Blair: It's going to be ok.

Cassie: We're going to have a good time. I'll see you guys later, all right?

[Baby cries]

Cassie: Oh!

Todd: Hey, wait -- no! Stop! You take your hands off our baby!


>> Stay tuned for scenes from the next "One Life to Live."

>> On the next "One Life to Live" --

Nora: How do you feel about having found him?

R.J.: All she knows about me are a few mistakes that I made years ago.

Jen: I am so glad we're moving in together.

Lindsay: Jen is moving in with Cristian?

Blair: Our baby is dead, Todd, and this baby can't replace it.