One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 2/4/03
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>> Previously on "One Life to Live" --
Radio announcer: This storm's different.
Man: Time to go home.
Radio announcer: Something's in the air.
Jen: Mitch, he's such a creep. He has to have left some evidence somewhere.
Mitch: Get Natalie. Bring her home to me.
Radio announcer: Can't you feel it?
Lindsay: You don't really care one way or another what happens with Nora. What you really want is right here in this bed.
Radio announcer: To all you night owls out there in the storm, watch it. A wind like that can cut you clear to the bone. Do what you have to to keep each other warm. And remember, this is the kind of night that changes things forever.
Mitch: Hello, Jennifer. What were you doing in my closet?
Jen: Uh -- hiding.
Mitch: From me?
Jen: Well -- my car -- it -- it ran off the road into a snowdrift, and I was trying to get it out, and the wheels just kept spinning, and it got worse, so I just -- I wanted to come here to ask for help.
Mitch: In the closet.
Jen: Well, I knocked, but nobody answered, so I didn't think anybody was home.
Jen: It was freezing.
Mitch: Yes. But the doors were locked. How did you get in?
Jen: The French doors. I forced the lock with my credit card.
Mitch: Hmm, clever girl.
Jen: You know, I just wanted to use the phone and then I was going to go. I heard somebody, and I got scared.
Mitch: And so you hid.
Jen: Well, you know, the real truth is, is that -- I mean, this place -- it just -- it creeps me out, you know? I mean, no offense, but -- you're not mad at me, are you?
Rex: How can you eat at a time like this? Do you have any idea how much money you just lost?
Roxy: I'm stuffing myself.
Roxy: All you could say was "double down, double down, double down, more chips, more chips."
Rex: You're the one who listened.
Roxy: You and my stupid mother are living voraciously through me while my last red cent goes right down the toilet.
Rex: We can't afford it.
Marcie: That's ok. It's a bottomless cup.
Rex: Hey, watch it!
Marcie: Oh -- oh, let me get that! I'm so sorry!
Roxy: Hey, baby, I don't think that's what they meant by "bottomless."
Rex: Ok, just stop, ok? I'll do it.
[Radio music plays]
[Nora turns off Radio]
Lindsay: I'd like to tell you that it isn't what it looks like, but it is.
Troy: Nora? Nora --
Nora: You bastard.
Troy: No. No, Nora -- Nora, wait.
Lindsay: It's over. Let her go.
Troy: Nora -- Nora, just -- are you all right? Nora --
Nora: Don't touch me! Never again!
Troy: Just --
Nora: Don't! I don't know who you are. Who are you? Colin?
Lindsay: Are you coming back to bed?
Lindsay: You'll be back. I'm all you have left.
Mitch: Have you given me any reason for me to be angry with you, Jennifer?
Jen: No, no. Of course not.
Mitch: Hmm. Lucky I didn't take you for an intruder. I might have done something irreversible, all in the name of protecting my home, of course.
Jen: I'm sorry.
Mitch: No need. Nights like these bring out the dark side in all of us. But you came here seeking shelter, and that's what this mission is all about.
Jen: Is there anybody else here?
Mitch: No, they're off doing god's work. It's just us, and I'm so glad for that.
Jen: I probably should just be going.
Mitch: Jennifer, you and I had a bit of a falling-out, I know.
Jen: Yeah, you said some horrible things to me.
Mitch: Well, I was disappointed with the way you handled judge Fitzwater, but I lost my temper.
Jen: I messed up.
Mitch: No matter. I mean, after all, what kind of minister would I be if I didn't have the capacity to forgive?
Jen: So it's ok? You're not angry with me?
Mitch: Oh, my goodness, Jennifer. You're all wet.
Jen: I know. It's just because a car splashed me, and, you know, that's ok.
Mitch: No, nonsense. You'll catch your death, girl.
Jen: Thank you.
Mitch: There you go. Let me have your scarf. We should get you into a hot shower.
Jen: You know, I'm just going to call my dad to pick me up, because he's probably worried sick about me.
Mitch: No, no, no. You wouldn't want him on the road on a night like this. Why don't you just wait until the storm is over? You have nothing to fear from me, Jennifer. I'm offering you shelter, that's all.
Mitch: And besides, I wouldn't want to be held responsible if you should get sick. The bathroom is upstairs. You'll find fresh towels and a robe hanging on the door. It was a gift for Natalie, but I think it'll fit you just fine. Go on.
Radio announcer: I'd say we got the storm of the century going on out there. Just like love, it hit us between the eyes when we least expected it.
Natalie: Seems like they're talking about us.
Cristian: You look so beautiful.
Cristian: Yes, you do. You are.
Natalie: Cristian, I know what I look like.
Cristian: Close your eyes.
Natalie: Do you know what? I'm hungry.
Cristian: No, no, no. You're not going anywhere.
Natalie: I think there's --
Cristian: Come on, close your eyes.
Natalie: I think there's some marshmallows in the cabinets in there.
Cristian: I'm not letting you go until you do. How can you say you're not beautiful?
Natalie: Cristian -- that feels so good.
Cristian: You know, I can see how life has been tough on you.
Natalie: That's attractive.
Cristian: It's amazing. No, really, because I've had bad things happen to me, too, and I've lost things. I've wanted plenty that I couldn't have. But being with you is like -- it's like I'm lucky because you want me.
Natalie: I do.
Cristian: And even though you're gorgeous, I feel like the most beautiful part of you is -- well, it's something only I can see.
Natalie: You know, I never felt pretty or smart or anything. Being with you, I -- I feel so --
Cristian: You're perfect.
Natalie: I don't know that I would go that far.
Cristian: Natalie, I'm just -- I'm just trying to let you know how I feel.
Natalie: I didn't mean to make you feel badly. Ok, so how about those marshmallows?
Cristian: I'll go get more wood for the fire.
Natalie: I'll meet you back here in 60 seconds.
Roxy: So what's wrong with you? You got that two-face disease just like Viki?
Rex: What? The D.I.D. Thing?
Roxy: Yeah, that. First, you come to A.C. and you're all sweet and you stand up for me in front of that lousy excuse I got as a mother, and now you're prosecuting me? What happened?
Rex: We went bankrupt.
Roxy: So you and me -- it's all about the money thing, huh?
Rex: No, no. I feel for you. Really. You're upset, so I am, too.
Rex: Yeah. We were connected, you know? Flesh and blood, remember? You're my mom. You gave me life.
Roxy: Yeah, don't remind me. That was no easy thing. Five seconds after you hatched, I told Wally I am closed for business effective immediately.
Rex: Thanks for sharing that. I'm going to call home and check messages, ok?
Roxy: Ok, honey. Knock yourself out.
Marcie: Uh -- hi. Welcome to the Angel Square Diner. May I take your order?
Man: Sure. I think I'll have a burger, fries, coffee, and some flan.
Marcie: Sure. Right away. What's flan?
Man: It's a custard dessert. Mrs. Vega makes the best in town.
Marcie: If you say so. It's my first day.
Man: Oh, congratulations.
Marcie: I used to work at a doctor's office, Dr. Conklin, but I got fired.
Man: That's too bad. Did you deserve it?
Marcie: No. Well, sort of. But, you see, Dr. Conklin can be really obsessive about paperwork, so -- I mean, who can keep up with her crazy standards, right? Anyway, I had to get another job because -- well, see, I go to Llanview University. Oh, my god. Coffee, coffee. Sorry.
Man: Take your time.
Marcie: Do you mind if I ask you something? Well, why would a guy who looks like you sign up to be a priest?
Man: I'm not actually a priest. I'm a curate. Sort of a priest in training.
Man: And I'm not Catholic. I can date, get married, the whole thing.
Marcie: Oh, are you single?
Man: Last time I checked.
Marcie: Great. I mean -- oh --
Man: How about that burger?
Marcie: Right. Sorry.
Man: Things sure have changed around here. You can feel it.
Radio announcer: Storms can fool you. You think you're safe, but you're not. You think you know someone, but you don't. Things are rarely what they seem.
Man: Who is that? The D.J.?
Marcie: The voice of the night. Sexy, huh?
Man: I --
Marcie: It must be a girl thing. He just hit the air.
Woman: Hey, waitress, how about a hot chocolate and a doughnut before I freeze my butt off over here.
Marcie: You got money?
Woman: What do you think?
Marcie: It's cash upfront.
Woman: Since when? I was just here a minute ago.
Marcie: Yeah, no money, no cocoa. We speaking the same language?
Man: I've got it.
Woman: Nobody asked to be your charity case. Father, huh?
Man: I'm just a curate. You hungry or not?
Man: Hot cocoa and a doughnut on me.
Cristian: My mom would hate this.
Natalie: Hmm, in more ways than one.
Cristian: Yeah, well, she's going to have to get used to it all.
Natalie: Thank you.
Cristian: For what?
Natalie: For standing up to her. I mean, I know how close the two of you are.
Cristian: I'm just sorry she's always been against you.
Natalie: Well, let's face it. I'm not exactly the Catholic mother's dream girl.
Cristian: Yeah but who cares?
Natalie: You do.
Cristian: The problem is, is that -- well, it caused us both a lot of troubles with you know who.
Natalie: Yeah. Jen worked it, ok? She played your mother.
Cristian: Let's try not to talk about Jen tonight.
Natalie: You know what? Good idea. I got to tell you, you had it pretty good with your mother. I mean, you were lucky. Roxanne, I mean, she didn't -- she didn't care what I did, who I saw. In fact, half of her loser boyfriends would try to two-time with me when she wasn't looking.
Cristian: Did they ever --
Natalie: No. No, no, no, no. I know how to take care of myself -- and Rex, for the few years he was with me.
Cristian: I'm sorry. I mean, I know this isn't easy for you.
Natalie: Oh, hey, I survived. So tell me, what was it like for you growing up?
Cristian: Well, I grew up in Angel Square.
Natalie: I used to live there, too, remember?
Cristian: Yeah, but it was a lot rougher then. The gangs. I told you some of it, but Antonio, he was -- he was really deep into it, and I was following in his footsteps.
Natalie: You're kidding.
Cristian: Yeah, a lot of the guys I grew up with, they -- well, they're either in prison or worse.
Natalie: Seth didn't hardly say much about it, you know? He just talked about reform school.
Cristian: That's what saved him.
Natalie: What about you? I mean --
Cristian: Well, Antonio got out, and don't think it didn't take guts. I mean, no one walks away from a life like that. But he did. And I idolized him, and so I did, too. Who am I kidding? Antonio would have killed me before I grew up to be in a gang.
Natalie: Good for him. So what happened?
Cristian: What do you mean?
Natalie: Well, you didn't end up joining a gang, so, I mean, what was your ultimate path?
Cristian: I wanted to be an artist.
Cristian: That was all I really cared about.
Natalie: Wow. What happened?
Cristian: Well, I went to art school for a while. I was pretty good.
Natalie: But why'd you stop?
Cristian: You know, life, reality.
Natalie: Yeah, but if you loved it so much, I mean, why -- why would you give something like that up?
Cristian: Look, it's -- I was stupid, you know? I did something really stupid. I hurt my hand, and it's -- well, it's better now, but --
Natalie: But what?
Cristian: I don't know. I guess I just lost my touch.
Cristian: Where you going?
Natalie: You'll see.
Mitch: Jennifer, find everything you need?
Jen: Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.
Mitch: If you need anything else, you just holler.
Rex: Oh, man. Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man.
Roxy: So who called?
Rex: Your accountant. Four times.
Roxy: My accountant? I didn't even know I had an accountant.
Rex: Well, his exact words were "if you do not get new funds into your account immediately, you're in deep trouble."
Roxy: How deep?
Rex: Deep enough for four messages. Looks like Max conveniently stopped paying his loans.
Roxy: Yeah, but that's not my fault.
Rex: So? You got everything in the divorce, remember?
Roxy: Yeah, but I still don't think it's fair.
Rex: So? According to this guy, you owe the bank and the I.R.S.
Roxy: The feds?
Rex: Yep. That money you lost in Atlantic City was pocket change compared to this. If you don't do something quick, you're going to lose the house and the bar.
Rex: Because you're a deadbeat, that's why. So is your ex-husband.
Roxy: I'm feeling sick. Just send this food back, ok?
Rex: I don't think it works that way.
Roxy: Well, what am I going to do? You got to help me, Rexy.
Rex: All right, I've got an idea.
Roxy: Ok, well, lay it on me.
Rex: You got to go back to Asa and get him to marry you.
Rae: Asa's already married -- to me.
Marcie: Sorry your order's taking so long. We're shorthanded because of the storm. Not a great first day at work. I mean, what else could go wrong, right?
Man: Hey! Hey!
Woman: Let go of me, father, or I'll swear to god I'll scream.
Man: Go right ahead.
Woman: You are going to pay for this!
Radio announcer: It's easy to lose yourself on a night like this. The storm will swallow you whole if you let it. And sometimes finding your way back can be the hardest thing in the world.
Nora: I should have known. Why didn't I know? How could I have been so stupid?
Rae: I wasn't eavesdropping. I couldn't see two feet in front of me, so I came in here to wait it out.
Rex: Well, wait it out somewhere else.
Rex: We're busy.
Rae: Trying to steal my husband again, huh?
Rex: It wasn't like that. We were just --
Rae: Can I have a moment with your mother alone, please? Thank you.
Roxy: Honey, don't leave.
I think I need some backup.
Rex: What's your problem?
Marcie: Didn't you see? That rude girl, she stole that cute priest's wallet!
Rex: Good for her.
Marcie: She stole from a priest. Well, actually, he's not a priest. He's a curate. He's, like some sort of a minister in training, and he can date and he can even get married if he wants to, which is fabulous, because, well, you know, it'd be such a waste.
Rex: Ok, too much information, ok?
Marcie: Well, you don't have to be smart about it.
Woman: Just let go of me, jerk! Who the hell do you think you are anyway?
Man: Well, you could check my wallet, but --
Woman: I'm so not interested, ok?
Woman: Look, why don't you just take your stupid money back and we'll call it even, all right?
Man: No, it's not all right.
Cristian: Oh, no, no, Natalie. I don't draw anymore.
Natalie: Come on. Just something for me.
Cristian: No, no. I can't.
Natalie: Look, Cris, I don't -- I don't know much about art, but the way you talked about it just now --
Cristian: Look, I'm not the same guy anymore. This -- no.
Natalie: You love it still, though, Cristian. I can tell. I mean, you even said so yourself -- you're good. I mean, I don't think talent like that just goes away.
Cristian: Yeah, but my hand doesn't work the way it used to.
Natalie: Well, I mean, like I said, I don't know much about it.
Cristian: That's right. You don't.
Natalie: Look, all I'm trying to say here is that you've changed, ok? So maybe your art's changed. So, you know, you could just try -- try and draw something, you know, and -- anything, please. Cristian?
Cristian: The only way I'll draw again is if can draw you.
Natalie: What are you waiting for?
Mitch: How was your shower?
Mitch: Oh, look. You're still shivering. Come, come, come, come, come. Yeah, sit right here. There you are. Here's a nice delicious tea. It'll help. Careful, though. It's very hot.
Jen: No, I can do that.
Mitch: Oh, no, no, no, no. You just relax and drink your tea.
Mitch: How is it?
Jen: It's good.
Mitch: Hmm. I confess that I was a bit concerned when I found you snooping around in here.
Jen: You know, like I said --
Mitch: I know, I know. But you can imagine what went through my mind -- that maybe you have been poking that pretty little nose of yours where it didn't belong. But that's ridiculous. I mean, I said to myself, what possible reason could Jennifer have to go through my personal things? I mean, after all, we are friends, aren't we? Such good, good friends.
Woman: So are you going to call the cops?
Man: No. And you can have the cash. I am going to need the wallet back, though.
Woman: So what now?
Man: Nothing. But if you ever need anything, you can always find me at the St. James Church.
Woman: Yeah, like that's going to happen. Later, Rev.
Man: Hey, wait. You got a name?
Man: Flash. Flash what?
Flash: Just Flash. End of story.
Rae: Maybe this is a fresh start. I mean, what do you really want out of life? I mean, what are you good at?
Roxy: Lots of things -- drinking, gambling, smoking, shopping --
Rae: Anything remotely legal in there?
Roxy: Is sex still legal? No, let me think here. Oh, yeah, you know, I used to cut hair. Yeah. I went to beauty school before I'd hooked up with Wally.
Rae: Ok, that's perfect. You know what? When I was walking in here just before, I saw a sign that said "Help Wanted" in the beauty parlor down the street. You really should check that out.
Rae: Well, no. I think they'll be there tomorrow. But it's good. It's proactive. Life is not a free ride. You know that. Maybe it is time to go to work.
Roxy: Work? Now I'm really losing my appetite.
Troy: Nora, don't run away. Just let me explain, ok? Look, I know it doesn't make any sense to you right now, but if you'd just hear me out. Maybe I can at least try to explain to you what you saw.
Nora: What I saw? You were in bed with Lindsay Rappaport. You were having sex with Lindsay Rappaport. What possible explanation can there be?
Troy: I know what it looked like.
Nora: "What it looked like"? "What it looked like"?
Troy: Sweetheart, it's freezing. You got to be freezing out here. Please, let's just go inside.
Troy: Will you please just go inside so we can talk?
Troy: Nora, I need to tell you why.
Troy: No? No? That's it? After everything we've been through, no? Come on, Nora. We love each other. Please, just let me explain to you. Don't you think that I deserve at least that much?
Nora: You go to hell. You know, Lindsay always said you were meant to be together. She got that one right, didn't she?
Jen: What are you doing?
Mitch: Well, you're still cold. I'm just trying to warm you up.
Jen: I got to get dressed, because my friend's going to be here any minute to pick me up.
Mitch: What friend is this?
Jen: Marcie. I called her from upstairs.
Mitch: Hmm. . .
Nora: So go on. Go back to Lindsay's bed where you belong. I don't ever want to see you again.
Troy: I am not letting you go, Nora.
Nora: Get your filthy hands off of me!
Troy: No, no, not until you listen to me, Nora. You need to hear my side of the story. Please.
Man: Are you all right, sir?
Man: Who did this to you?
Mitch: Never mind. She won't get far in this storm. Did you find my wife?
Man: No, sir. We're still trying.
Mitch: Well, that's not good enough! You have to find Natalie -- and soon.
Natalie: Is this what I really look like?
Cristian: Thank you.
Natalie: For what?
Cristian: Well, for making me do this. You gave me back my dream.
Marcie: Be careful, you guys.
Rae: Thank you.
Rex: As long as you stay here, I think we're safe.
Radio announcer: On a night like this, we have to keep an eye out for each other. Don't let your loved ones drift away.
Marcie: Jen? It's Marcie. Are you still at Mitch's? I thought you'd be out of there by now. Call me when you get this. I'm really worried about you.
Radio announcer: Yeah, this is the kind of night where anything can happen.
Stay tuned for scenes from the next "One Life to Live."
On the next "One Life to Live" --
Radio announcer: The snow's still falling.
Marcie: I'm really worried about Jen.
Radio announcer: Mother nature's not quite through with this yet.
Nora: How many more secrets are there?
Radio announcer: Wicked night to be alone, Llanview.
Jessica: Mom, it's me. It's Jessica.
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