OLTL Transcript Monday 8/26/02

One Life to Live Transcript Monday 8/26/02

By Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

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

Asa: We are not getting married.

Rae: That really gives me no choice but to go public.

R.J.: You better not mention I was involved or you will be in very big trouble.

Gabrielle: You're the one that set that fire, aren't you?

Ben: If Viki's in there, I'm going in.

Allison: Do you think I'm going to let you leave here alive?


Mollie: Please! Please, don't!

Antonio: Police! Freeze! Freeze!

Bo: Drop it! Don't move.

Antonio: Put the gun down! Down! Down! Police! Freeze!

Bo: Don't move! Viki -- drop it now! Drop it!

Lindsay: She's going to kill me!

Lindsay: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Bo: Hold your fire!


Andrew: If there are any among us who know of any reason why these two may not be lawfully joined in marriage, let him speak now or forever hold his peace. Very well. Do you, Gretel Rae Cummings, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, to honor him, to have and to hold him from this day forward --

Renee: Would anybody care to explain what this is?

Nigel: Madam --

Rae: Renee.

Renee: What is this? You'd think I'd just walked in on a wedding. This is a joke, isn't it?


Al: Whoa, whoa. Whoa. What are you saying here?

Gabrielle: You know what I'm saying here.

Al: You think that I -- you think that I would set Jen's house on fire?

Gabrielle: Al, we need to talk about this openly.

Al: Mom, what are you talking about? I could never do that. I love Jen.

Gabrielle: You love her? You'd do anything to have her.

Al: Well, ain't that a kick in the head? My own mother thinks I'm a firebug. Thanks a lot.

Gabrielle: This is not a game! You have got to stop lying about this. I know what you did!

Al: No, you don't.

Gabrielle: I -- I -- I can't do this. I can't..

Al: Whoa, hey -- wait, wait. Where are you going? What are you going to do? Hey!


Gabrielle: Jen.


Roxy: Oh. Are you an adorable man, or what?

Max: Or what.

Roxy: Here I am, I'm totally exhausted after being captivated by Allison Perkins in that miserable basement, and I should be getting my beauty sleep, but you're making sure that I have a good stiff one before.

Max: Yeah, and we'll get you a drink, too. We aim to please.

Roxy: Ooh, I love when you talk like that, and I got a whole list of aims for you.

Max: Hmm.

Roxy: But first, I got a stupid question for you -- how come we're not drinking at our own bar?

Max: Are you kidding? Break Bar's probably crawling with reporters.

Roxy: For real?

Max: The house, too.

Roxy: Oh -- well, I would have fixed my face. You know, there's no such thing as bad press.

Max: No, no, no, no, see -- no, see, after everything Allison Perkins put you through, I want to make sure that you're all rested and ready before you face the press. And to tell you the truth, I kind of wanted you all to myself for a little while. You know, it's been such a long, long time.

Roxy: Ooh, you are so sweet and smiley. It almost makes it worthwhile that I was in that basement sleeping in that trunk.

Max: I missed you.

Roxy: Oh, I like when you talk like that.

Max: Hmm.

Roxy: And I get so excited that I have to go to the little girls' room. I'll be right back.

Max: I'll be right here. R.J.? R.J., Where are you? R.J.?

R.J.: Max -- Max, we're closed tonight.

Max: I need your help. Roxy's back.

R.J.: Oh, Max, that's too bad for you. I guess if your wife hasn't deserted you, you won't be getting a divorce.

Max: Not necessarily.


Bo: We're clear. Jenkins?

Jenkins: Yes, sir.

Bo: Cuff her. Here, bag that. Get an ambulance.

Officer: I'm on it.

Bo: Viki?

Niki: [As Viki] What? What? Ooh.

Bo: Ben. Ben?

Niki: Ew.

Bo: Ben -- there's a secret to it, you know--


Al: Jen, hey. My mom was just on her way out.

Gabrielle: Yes.

Jen: Oh, could you stay for a few minutes? I saw your car. That's why I stopped. I was hoping you could give me some answers.

Gabrielle: Well, I'll answer anything I can.

Jen: Great. I just went by the police station, and they wouldn't tell me anything.

Gabrielle: About the fire?

Jen: No, my mom. All I wanted to know was just the latest news, you know, if they'd seen her, found her, whatever.

Al: Well, you know the cops. They always want to keep everything secret.

Jen: But I know that you're kind of close to Comm. Buchanan and so I was hoping maybe he said something that, I mean, you might tell me.

Gabrielle: Jennifer, I'm sorry. I haven't heard anything. Bo doesn't share any of the details of his cases.

Jen: Well, it was worth a shot.

Gabrielle: But listen, what I can tell you is that Bo is completely dedicated when it comes to his work, and he doesn't give up on anything until he solves it. I mean, whether it's finding your mother or whether it's another case, he keeps going until it's solved.

Al: Mom?

Gabrielle: And even if there are certain people who want to evade the truth, you know, he doesn't give up --

Al: Mom, weren't you just leaving?

Gabrielle: Because the truth always comes out -- yes. Yes, I was.

Jen: Are you ok? You're looking kind of pale.

Gabrielle: Actually, you know, I'm not all right. I'm not all right at all.


R.J.: Oh, Max, I hate to be the bearer of bad tidings, but you can't claim abandonment if your wife is back in the picture.

Max: Ah. But is she?

R.J.: You just said she was.

Max: Oh, well, let's look at this logically, shall we?

R.J.: Ok. This is going to be good.

Max: Ok, until tonight, Roxanne was completely AWOL. No one has seen that frizzy-headed booze hound since the last time she left my house.

R.J.: Hmm, right. And?

Max: Who is going to court tomorrow morning, first thing?

R.J.: You.

Max: Mm-hmm.

R.J.: To get a divorce on the grounds of desertion?

Max: Right. See, all I have to do is tell the judge how long it's been since Roxy walked out on me, the court gives me a little form to fill out, and bingo, I'm free.

R.J.: Yeah, but Roxanne is back, and so she --

Max: And that's where, my friend, the best friend a man has ever had, that's where you come in.

R.J.: Or not.

Max: No, no -- listen, listen. All you got to do is help me keep her out of sight, all right, while I go back to my house and make sure the reporters are gone.

R.J.: Wait, wait, why would there be reporters at your house?

Max: Uh -- that's complicated. Listen, all you need to do is just keep her here and keep giving her drinks, all right?

R.J.: Oh, no, no, no, I'm not babysitting your wife all night long.

Max: No, just long enough for me to go make sure the coast is clear.

R.J.: I don't care if it's five minutes --

Max: No, no, no, no -- then I will take her home and I'll make sure she sleeps late.

Roxy: I'm back! Make it a scotch, a double, on the rocks.

Max: Yeah!

R.J.: Ok, Mrs. Holden.

Roxy: Oh, "Roxy." Call me Roxy.

R.J.: Roxy.

Roxy: Hey, have we met?

Max: Yes, honey, you have met, remember? R.J.'s been to our home. He and I used to own Break Bar together.

Roxy: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I guess so.

Max: Yeah.

Roxy: You got a girlfriend?

R.J.: No, and I'm not looking, so just forget the idea of introducing me to any of your friends.

Roxy: No, I didn't mean nothing like that. It's just that I feel like I met you some place -- with a woman.


Allison: Dave! What did you do --

Bo: Get her out of this house!

Allison: That's my Dave! You shot him! You shot him!

Jenkins: Come on.

Niki: [As Viki] This is horrible. This is awful. It's a bloodbath.

Bo: Ben, can you hear me?

Niki: I think I need to get out of here, get some air, I think.

Bo: You're not going anywhere, all right?

Niki: Huh?

Bo: The game's up, Niki.

Niki: Niki? Bo! Bo, good heavens -- [normal voice] All right, all right, so I'm Niki. You think you're going to put me behind bars, you think again.

Bo: No, just shut up, shut up. Antonio, you ok?

Antonio: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Bo: All right, cuff Lindsay, take her and the young lady out of here. He's hurt real bad, and you'd better start hoping that he pulls through.

Niki: Why? He ain't my hubby.

Officer: Ambulance is on its way.

Bo: All right, take this woman. She's your prisoner.

Niki: What? What prisoner?

Bo: Just keep her inside just in case I need her, all right? But if you notice anything's not quite right, you cuff her.

Officer: Yes, sir.

Bo: Good God. Ben?

Ben: We found her?

Bo: Yeah, yeah. Hey. How you doing, buddy, huh?

Ben: We found Viki?

Bo: Yeah, yeah, we did. We sure did. We did. We found Viki.

Ben: I've been here before.

Bo: The cabin?

Ben: Shot. This is big.

Bo: All right, an ambulance is going to be here any minute.

Ben: I'm not doing so hot.

Bo: No, no. Hey, you're going to be just fine.

Ben: Not this time.

Bo: You hang in there. Just hang in there.

Ben: Is Viki -- Viki's ok?

Bo: Yeah. Yeah, Viki's ok.

Ben: I love her.

Niki: What? No!

[Niki scoffs]

Niki: What?

Ben: I want her back with me. I need her so much. I love her so much.

Viki: Ben!


Renee: Would someone at least say something?

Rae: Renee, I am so sorry. I tried to explain this to you when --

Renee: Explain this? This isn't happening.

Asa: Come on, Renee. You and me, we got to have a nice little talk.

Renee: I guess so. This is crazy, makes no sense!

Andrew: I've married Asa enough. Why did I think nothing would go wrong this time?

Nigel: Good question, Sir.

Andrew: Is there going to be a wedding or not?

Rae: Yes. You can count on it.

Nigel: I think there's a certain inevitability, Sir.

Andrew: All right. Well, I'm running a little behind this week. Is there anywhere I can work on next Sunday's sermon while we wait?

Rae: Yes, yes, of course you can, Reverend. It's fine.

Nigel: Use the library, Sir. I'll call you when the festivities are to resume.

Andrew: Thank you, Nigel.

Rae: Well, Nigel -- I never wanted this to happen this way.

Nigel: No, of course not.

Rae: The last person I would ever want to hurt is Renee.

Nigel: I'm sure.

Rae: She really still cares about Asa. Why is totally beyond me.

Nigel: Indeed.

Rae: I wish there was something I could do. I would -- never mind. You're not me, and I really shouldn't bother you with all of this.

Nigel: We are alike in one respect, Madam.

Rae: What's that?

Nigel: I don't have a degree in psychology, either. But my analysis would be that there is something you can do. Don't marry Mr. Buchanan.


Renee: Stop beating around the bush, Asa. Just tell me.

Asa: Believe me, I'm trying.

Renee: For weeks, you torture Rae. You found out that she wasn't really a therapist and you launched an absolutely cruel campaign to destroy her.

Asa: Yep. I sure did.

Renee: You got her kicked out of her house, her finances ruined. She's got lawsuits coming at her every which way, and then suddenly you call off your dogs. I was thrilled. It seemed that you had gotten back some of your humanity.

Asa: Or something.

Renee: And now you love her and you're going to marry her? It's just crazy -- because you still despise her and don't lie to me.

Asa: I'm not. I would never lie about something like that.

Renee: Then what is going on, Asa?

Asa: It really isn't what it looks like.

Renee: Oh. So you're not really getting married?

Asa: No, that -- that miserable quack and I are going to get married but not because we're in love.

Renee: All right. Then just what is this about, Asa?


Jen: Can I get you anything? Is there anything I can do?

Al: Oh, no, no. My mom's not sick. She's upset. You see, we had a little argument.

Jen: Oh -- I shouldn't have dropped by like this. I'm just going to go.

Al: No, no, no, no, it's ok, because the argument's over. You know my mom, she's always worrying about me, you know, that I won't get it together, change, make a good life for myself.

Gabrielle: You see, everything you do today affects your future.

Al: But you see, I have changed. All that crazy stuff is in the past now. So stop worrying.

Jen: Well, Ms. Medina, I'm with you on this one. Al, take it from me, don't argue, listen. She's worried about you. That's what moms do.

Gabrielle: Thank you.

Al: Yeah, yeah, right.

Jen: Yeah, like the fire. If my mom were there, she would have freaked out and driven me nuts worrying about me.

Gabrielle: Oh, speaking of the fire, have you heard any more details? Have they got any idea who might have started it?

Al: Mom, what are you doing?


R.J.: Mrs. Holden --

Roxy: "Roxy."

R.J.: Roxy. I think you have me confused with someone else.

Roxy: Oh, I don't think I'm confusing you with nobody else.

Max: Honey, honey, I told you, you have met R.J. I think maybe the 1970s were a little too hard on your brain cells.

Roxy: Ok, whatever. Ok, I'm going to make a toast.

Max: Ah, a toast, toast. Let's make a toast.

Roxy: Ok, I'm going to make a toast to me -- welcome home, Roxy, baby.

Max: Yeah.

Roxy: Welcome back from the land of the dead to the land of the living doll -- my husband.

R.J.: Hear, hear.

Max: Hey, bottoms up.

Roxy: Yeah. You know, my hubby's a changed guy, you know?

Max: Yeah.

R.J.: Is that a fact?

Roxy: Yeah. And when we go home and we hit that four-poster bed, we're going to give bed a new meaning.

R.J.: Hear, hear!

Max: Bottoms up!

Roxy: It was a lot better than sleeping in a moldy old trunk, you know? I swear, Rae Cummings has the creepiest basement, I bet, of anybody in Llanview.

R.J.: Whose basement?

Roxy: Rae Cumming's basement. That's where Allison Perkins was keeping me in captivation.

R.J.: She what?

Roxy: Hmm -- she was keeping me hostage there. That's where Allison was hiding out, you know. She escaped from Statesville, you know.

R.J.: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard something about that. But tell me, how long were you held hostage?

Roxy: I don't know, you know, because the days were kind of like, they were all, you know -- they were all, like, kind of smooshed together, you know? I was really, really sloshed, so I don't know if it was day or night.

Max: Yeah. Bottoms up.

R.J.: Oh. That's really unfortunate.

Roxy: Yeah, you know, from the point I left home to the point that I woke up in that trunk, I don't know, it's like everything just kind of went blank. I swear, I'm never going to drink that much again.

Max: Bottoms up!

Roxy: All right ..


Viki: Ben -- Ben? Ben! Ben.


Ben: Viki?

Viki: Yes.

Ben: Is that -- Viki?

Viki: Yes, darling, I'm right here. Ben! No!

[Siren stops]

Bo: Hey, hang on, hang on. The ambulance is here. You hang on.

Viki: Bo, what in God's name is going on here? What are we doing here? How was he hurt?

Bo: He was shot.

Viki: He was shot? Why? Bo, please, I don't know what's going on. What happened? Why was he hurt?

Bo: L.P.D. It was a gunshot wound.

Paramedic: Stand aside.

Second paramedic: Out of the way.

Viki: I can't believe this is happening.

Bo: Hey.

Viki: What?

Bo: Viki?

Viki: What? Why are you looking at me like that? Please, tell me what happened! Why was he hurt?

Paramedic: This man is critical.

Second paramedic: Stabilize the head and neck.

Viki: Oh, my God.

Bo: All right, I want an escort for that ambulance.

Officer: Yes, sir.

Bo: He's Dr. Ben Davidson. All right, he's on staff at the hospital. They have all his records.

Viki: He's so pale! I have to stay with him. I need to be with him.

Lindsay: Could you take these handcuffs off me, please?

Antonio: Forget it, Lindsay. There's not going to be any more escapes.

Lindsay: I don't want to escape. I just want the handcuffs off.

Antonio: Why? So you can cause more trouble?

Allison: You're the one who shot him.

Antonio: Is he going to make it?

Bo: No, Viki's going to be riding in the ambulance with Ben. I want you to ride along with them.

Antonio: Commissioner, are -- are you sure?

Bo: It's Viki, it's Viki, I believe, but I don't want you to take your eye off her.

Viki: Darling, Ben, I'm here. Stay with me, all right? I love you so much. Please, please, stay with me.


Jen: Al?

Al: Come on, Mom. I mean, the fire was a very traumatic experience for Jen. I'm sure she's tired of people bringing it up again and again and again.

Jen: No, I'm ok. We don't have anything new, at least not from what I've heard.

Gabrielle: So, no clue as to who could have started it.

Jen: Not really. I mean, the only evidence they found in my room was Natalie's keys, which is really weird, considering the fact that she was obviously busy somewhere else.

Al: Yeah. Weird.

Jen: All I know is I'm so glad that al showed up when he did or else I wouldn't even be here to talk about this. He's really a hero, so don't be so hard on him, ok?

Gabrielle: I'll try not to.

[Phone rings]

Jen: Excuse me. Hello? Oh, Dad, hi. Yeah, I just went by the police station. They don't have anything.

Gabrielle: How long are you going to keep this up?

Jen: Ok.

Al: Shut up.

Jen: Yeah, I'll see you soon. Bye. I'm going to go by my dad's. He said if the cops found anything that they'll call there.

Al: Right. Well --

Gabrielle: Good luck, Dear.

Jen: Thank you.

Al: Keep me posted.

Jen: Bye.

Al: You see? Nothing. Jen said nothing, nada. There is not one piece of evidence that links me to that fire, and you know what, Mom? There won't be.

Gabrielle: Because you are a smart little boy, and the only evidence that you've left points them to someone else.

Al: Yeah, that's right, I'm a super criminal, Mom. Man, do you ever give up?

Gabrielle: That also tells me that this is not some terrible accident that you're trying to cover up. No, no. No, you planned it. The only thing you didn't plan on was getting caught.

Al: I haven't been caught.

Gabrielle: Oh, yes, you have -- by me, and I'd like to know what you're going to do now.


Bo: Put her in the back of the car until I'm ready to question her.

Jenkins: Yes, Sir. Let's go.

Lindsay: What happens now?

Bo: What happens now, Lindsay? You go back to prison.

Lindsay: I can't. I can't, Bo.

Bo: Oh, you're going there, all right, and you know what? After I testify that your prison break caused my brother to be shot, they're going to start tacking years on to the end of your sentence. You're never going to see the light of day.

Lindsay: You can't do this.

Mollie: But she saved me. She saved my life. That other woman was going to kill me.

Bo: If she did anything to help you, it was to save her own hide. I'll guarantee you that.

Lindsay: Please don't do this, Bo.

Bo: My brother may be dying right now. And if he does, you better really be worried.


Paramedic: This is the G.S.W. He just had a seizure.

Larry: Let's get him in trauma three.

Viki: Larry, he's been shot.

Larry: I know, I know. They called in when they were transporting him. Listen, load him with Phenytoin. I'll be right in.

Viki: Please, you got to help him.

Larry: Listen to me. Viki, listen to me. >From what I understand about his injuries, on top of the recent head injuries, this -- the complications are really enormous.

Viki: I don't know what you're talking about. I don't understand.

Nurse: Doctor, he's having another seizure.

Viki: Larry?

Larry: I'll take care of everything. I'll do everything I can.

Viki: Antonio, what does he mean? What recent head injuries?

Antonio: I think we should wait for Comm. Buchanan to answer all your questions.

Viki: Oh. All right. How in God's name did any of this happen? How could he have been shot? Why wasn't I here with him? Oh. I was -- I was there. But I don't remember going to the cabin. Oh, my God!

Antonio: Try and stay calm.

Viki: God. My husband is in there, he was shot, and I don't remember it. And all the other times in my life when I lost track of time for long periods -- oh, God. What have I done?

Viki: Antonio, I understand you can't answer any questions, but can you help me in any way?

Antonio: There's so much happening. Maybe you should wait.

Viki: See, the last thing I remember is being in the courthouse. And before that, I was with Rae Cummings because she was helping me.

Antonio: That's -- that's when things went wrong.

Viki: Oh. She was supposed to hypnotize me to bring out Niki smith. Do you know about Niki Smith?

Antonio: It's sort of who we've been looking for. You might want to take a look at this.

Viki: Oh, God. She must have hypnotized me and brought Niki out and not been able to make her go back, which means that Niki's been out since -- I don't even know how long. What did she do? She's so dangerous, you know. She would never have wanted to be saddled with a husband and children. Oh, my God -- did I hurt my daughters?

Antonio: No. No, no, no. Your daughters are fine.

Viki: But Ben -- you know, I could sense that he was in a lot of danger. Did I shoot him?

Antonio: No. You didn't.

Viki: Well, what about the other head injuries Larry talked about? Did I do that?

Antonio: No, that was Niki Smith. He was in a coma, but he came out of it.

Viki: That means he's in there fighting for his life, and it's all Niki's fault. That means it's my fault.

Antonio: No. It's mine.


Bo: All right, let me know if there's any change in his condition. Thanks.

Lindsay: How's Ben doing?

Bo: He's not doing good, Lindsay.

Lindsay: You can't blame everything that happened here on me. You can't.

Bo: Why not?

Lindsay: Because it's not my fault that Viki was here. Allison had a gun.

Bo: Nothing is ever your fault, is it?

Mollie: Commissioner, she really did save my life.

Bo: I know. You already told me that, but right now, all I care about is my brother. You know what I love about this? The fact that you're not going to get away with this one. No con games, no tearful plea to a judge, because you escaped, Lindsay, and that pretty much means that they're going to double your original sentence.

Lindsay: I didn't plan the escape. It wasn't my idea. It was Allison's.

Bo: I think that it was probably your idea. As a matter of fact, I would bet anything that you talked her into it.


Asa: Renee --

Renee: That's the third time you've used my name, Asa. If you have an explanation, let's hear it. Why are you marrying Rae?

Asa: For one damn good reason.

Renee: Oh, my God, no.

Asa: What?

Renee: You're marrying her for revenge, aren't you? Just like when you married Gabrielle to destroy Max. And now you're going to torture Rae?

Asa: I wouldn't mind seeing that damn quack suffer a whole lot.

Renee: Asa, she is vulnerable. You've wrecked her life! I don't know how you can take advantage of her like this.

Asa: I'm not!

Rae: Can I try and explain? Renee -- Renee, I don't know how much Asa has told you, but this wedding is really --

Renee: No, don't let him force you into this. He will make your life a living hell!

Rae: Renee, you don't understand. I want to marry Asa.

Renee: You --

Rae: Want to. I want to become Mrs. Asa Buchanan.

Renee: No -- no -- no -- that's not true.

Rae: Yes, it is true. Trust me. It's for the best.

Renee: For the best? For whom? Trust you? Oh, honey, I will never trust you again. Boy, you are one backstabbing, two-faced -- Asa? I planned a very special evening for us, and you had accepted it. I was actually -- oh, my --

Asa: Renee --

Renee: Well, I -- I hope you two will be very miserable together.

Rae: Nigel? Could you please find Rev. Carpenter. Tell him we'll continue.


Roxy: Don't you just love the way a bar smells?

R.J: Oh, yeah.

Max: Yeah.

Roxy: Do you got any music in this place?

R.J.: Oh, yeah. Over by that register. Help yourself. There you go.

Roxy: Bottoms up.

Max: Bottoms up. Yeah.

Roxy: Ha! Ha!

R.J: Hey.

Max: Whoo.

R.J: Whoo-hoo-hoo! Sufficiently sloshed?

Max: Oh, yeah, I'd say so. All right, you keep her here while I go make sure the coast is clear.

R.J: Yeah, yeah -- and after she's slept through this legal proceeding tomorrow, I'm sure you'll want to -- thank me?

Max: Oh, R.J., I will be thanking you every day of my life. Oh, honey?

Roxy: Yes, dear?

Max: I'm going to go back to the house and make sure the reporters are gone, ok? I'll be right back.

Roxy: Oh, can I come with? I'm not scared of those -- those reporters.

Max: Ah! We -- we talked about this, remember?

Roxy: Yeah, sure we did.

Max: Oh, ok.

Roxy: What did we talk about?

Max: How I want my wife to look her absolute gorgeous best when they start snapping her for the front page of the paper.

Roxy: Ooh, front page?

Max: Front page of the paper, yeah.

Roxy: Wow.

Max: I'll be right back.

Roxy: And then, you know, maybe we'll wrestle with those sheets a little bit?

Max: Right, ok, yeah. Ugh.

Roxy: Yeah. Huh. Hmm. Ooh, hit me again.

R.J: My pleasure.

Roxy: Yeah. Oh, look at this -- "Woman of the Year" award. Next year, I'm going to be the woman of the year.

R.J: I have a hard time visualizing that.

Roxy: No, no. It makes -- it makes total sense to me. You know, the situation is like, you know, no wrinkles, perfect ironing.

R.J: Why would it be perfect irony?

Roxy: Oh --

[R.J. Laughs]

Roxy: Because I went back and I returned this dumb award, you know. I tried to, like, do a good deed, and, you know, I -- I took it. You know, I was kind of, like, borrowing it.

R.J: Ah. I see.

Roxy: Yeah. And then at Rae Cummings' place, I got there, and there was this yellow tape all over the place.


Andrew: Do you, Gretel Rae Cummings, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? To --

Rae: I do. My future husband has been married so many times, I'm sure he doesn't want to go through the rest of the ceremony, so why don't we just move this right along.

Andrew: All right. Do you, Asa Buchanan, take this woman to be --

Asa: I do. Let's get it over with.

Andrew: Very well. By the power vested in me by the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania and God's Holy Church, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.

Asa: Oh. I'm going to make the likes of you so damn sorry you ever met me.

Rae: We'll see, darling. We'll see.


R.J: What's the matter, Roxanne?

Roxy: Oh, nothing. I just remembered that I forgot something outside. I'll be right back.

R.J: Whoa, whoa, wait a minute now. What is it? I'm sure max wouldn't want you going out in the night air, not after all the trauma you've suffered.

Roxy: Yeah, ok. Well, anyway, you know, I guess I forgot what it was. Why don't you hit me again?

R.J: Sure. Here you go.

[Phone rings]

R.J.: Oh -- sorry, it's the private line. I've got to get it. But here, I'll leave this here if you want more. I'm sure you know what to do.

Roxy: Yeah, I do, thanks. That's real nice of you.

Roxy: Yeah, is this the police? Yeah, I -- I was just calling to check -- are you offering any kind of reward for information about who helped Allison Perkins escape from prison?


Lindsay: I'm telling you, the escape was not my idea. It was Allison's.

Bo: Evans? Bring Perkins back over here.

Lindsay: I don't care what she says. I'm telling you the truth.

Bo: Allison, I'm going to have to ask you a few questions, all right? Let's start with your escape from Statesville. Who planned that?

Viki: Is he all right?

Larry: He's -- he's awake now. He'd like to see you.

Viki: He's awake? I knew you could do it. Thank you so much, Larry. Oh.


Al: What am I going to do about it? Nothing.

Gabrielle: Al, you can't keep pretending that you haven't committed a terrible crime.

Al: Who's pretending?

Gabrielle: Sweetheart, I know why you did it.

Al: Why you think I did it.

Gabrielle: You wanted to prove to Jennifer that you could be everything to her, that you could be her hero, that you could protect her from Natalie, who's her enemy, who's always trying to hurt her.

Al: That is not true.

Gabrielle: Jennifer wasn't even supposed to be there, was she?

Al: I mean it, Mom. Stop it.

Gabrielle: But something went terribly wrong, and she was.

Al: Back off, Mom.

Gabrielle: And then you became a real hero because you saved her life. But you didn't feel so wonderful inside about that, did you? Because you realized what a ghastly thing you could have done!

Al: Will you knock it off? I'm sick of this.

[Knock on door]

Al: Cut it out.

Gabrielle: All right, just get it out in the open, Al. Come on, get it out. Just say it, admit it.

Al: All right! I did it. Are you happy now? I did it. It was me, Mom. Me. I did it, ok?

Gabrielle: Oh.

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


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

R.J: Who were you calling?

Max: What'd you do, Al?

Bo: We all know what happened.

Lindsay: No, you don't.

Ben: Hope -- not too late.

Antonio: Dr. Wolek, is he going to pull through?


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