OLTL Transcript Tuesday 6/8/04

One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 6/8/04

Provided by Eric
Proofread by Kathy

Jen: To Jessica's graduation.

Jessica: Thank you.

Marcie: Congratulations.

Jessica: Well, I hope you guys don't mind that we left the Hook Up.

Marcie: Are you kidding me? I'm really, really glad that we did.

Jen: Yeah, although it was kind of cool. I mean, there's nothing wrong with women watching a bunch of guys take it off.

Jessica: Yeah, I just don't think that we'd had enough beer yet to really handle the whole situation.

Jen: You're just jaded because you have one of the hottest guys in town at home.

Jessica: Even though he's not at home. He's working some special undercover assignment, and I don't even know what it is, so --

[Women cheer]

Jessica: Um -- wow. You okay, Marce?

Marcie: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Jessica: Good drinks anyway, so --

Marcie: Bartender?

Jessica: Oh, wow! I have to call my mom. I'll be right back. She's at the hospital.

Jen: All right.

Jessica: Be right back.

Marcie: What?

Jen: "What"? You've been acting weird ever since we got back from the Hook Up. What is wrong with you? Are you secretly mad because we didn't see any strippers?

Marcie: No. I saw a stripper -- and it was Antonio.


Antonio: I can't even begin to tell -- I mean, I can't tell you how weird I felt -- 90% naked, having all these -- these crazy, drunken women throwing money at me. I -- I played it cool, but you know what? I felt like a piece of meat.

Evangeline: How much did you get?

Antonio: This isn't funny.

Evangeline: I'm sorry -- I didn't think it was going to go this far. I would've been there myself.

Antonio: That manager, Sara -- she's definitely up to something.

Evangeline: So did you get anything that's going to back up what my client says?

Antonio: No, but pretty soon.

Evangeline: So you're going to keep at it?

Antonio: Yeah, yeah. I mean, I'll -- yeah, I'll keep doing this, but if Jessica ever finds out, she'll -- she'll die or kill me.


John: Natalie didn't kill Cramer. He's alive. I saw him myself. What more do you want?

Kathryn: More than just your say-so.

John: I let that go the first time, but now you're crossing the line.

Kathryn: And you aren't?

John: Watch your tone. You should know me better than to think I would cover for someone.

Kathryn: It wouldn't work anyway. Unless you can deliver Paul Cramer to me, I'm assuming that he's dead, and that Natalie is a major suspect.


Paul: Listen, what do you -- what do you want?

Carlos: It's nothing personal, my friend, but some people say you talk too much.

Kelly: He doesn't know anything. Just leave him alone!

Carlos: There's no reason to keep him around, then, huh? Or you, either.


Jen: You need to slow down. You're not used to this, Marcie.

Marcie: I can't help it. I -- I don't know what to say to Jessica.

Jen: Why would Antonio be a stripper? It makes no sense. I mean, it's not like he doesn't have a job.

Marcie: I don't know. All I know is that I saw a half-naked guy shaking his booty in front of a whole bunch of screaming women, and it was antonio Vega

Antonio: What about Antonio Vega?

Marcie: Antonio! Um -- uh -- I was just telling Jen, well, you're the best cop on the force, and how lucky Jessica is to have a great guy for a fiancé like you, you know?

Antonio: Yeah? And why am I so great?

Marcie: Um -- well, you have a great job and you're really handsome, and you have a great body.

Antonio: You think so?

Marcie: Yeah! Well, yeah. Yeah, I mean, it's -- and I can just tell -- through your clothes.

[Marcie giggles]

Marcie: It's not like I've ever seen you without your clothes off.

Jen: You'll have to excuse Marcie. She's had a jump on the cosmopolitans.

Jessica: Hey! How was your undercover work?

[Marcie chokes]

Jessica: Marcie? Marcie, are you okay?

[Marcie coughs]

Jen: She had one too many. Come on. That's enough.

Marcie: Hmm.

Antonio: So, what did you ladies do tonight?

Jen: Not much. Just -- dinner and, you know --

Jessica: Oh, come on. You guys don't have to cover for me. Antonio, we went to this place called the Hook Up, and we went to go and see a strip show.

[Marcie spit-takes]

Marcie: Sorry.


R.J.: Ah-ah-ah! Well, are you here to make a payment?

Rex: Chill, okay?

R.J.: Okay, look, you need a little reassuring, tell you what -- after all your businesses go belly-up, I will let you stay on to manage Ultraviolet.

[R.J. chuckles]

Rex: You'll get your money on time.

R.J.: Really? What, tooth fairy? Hmm? How?

Rex: Don't worry. It's a done deal.

R.J.: You got Lindsay to change her mind again?

Rex: No, she's not giving me anything. Thanks, by the way.

R.J.: I do what I can, but whoa, whoa -- what did you do? You find a new sugar mama to pay your mortgage?

Rex: Something like that.

Barry: Hi, Rox.

Roxy: Shh! No names. I'm incontinental, okay? So you check out my salon?

Barry: Nice place.

Roxy: Yeah. I put a lot of blood, sweat, and beers into that place. It's a shame it's going to go up in smoke, but I need the insurance bucks. But I got a favor to ask you. Do you think you could save one wall -- you know, the one with my picture on it?

Barry: Sorry.

Roxy: Yeah, me, too. My dead sort of son-in-law, he painted it, and he was really good. You know, it made me look hot.

Barry: You always look hot to me, Roxy. You sure you don't want me to light your fire?

Nigel: I beg your pardon, Sir. The only one who's going to be lighting any fires around Ms. Roxanne -- me.


John: What are you going to do? You going -- you going to haul Natalie back in?

Kathryn: You still haven't given me any proof of why you let her walk.

John: I let her walk because she didn't do anything wrong.

Kathryn: Okay. Okay, let's forget the possible murder. The girl has been hanging out with Paul Cramer, and he's been tied to the Santis, so the way I see it, she's got some questions to answer.

John: Kathryn, you are wasting your time. She doesn't know anything.

Kathryn: I don't believe you, john.

John: You don't believe me? What do you not believe?

Kathryn: That you're letting your emotions get in the way.

John: What's happened to you, huh? What is all this? You didn't used to be so by-the-book.

Kathryn: Yeah, well, maybe I should have been. If I had --

John: What? What, if you had, what?

Kathryn: Maybe if we'd covered all our bases in the past, my sister wouldn't have been murdered, and we'd both still have Caitlin.


[Gun fires]

[Kelly screams]

Paul: Go! Just run! Go!


Asa: Who in the hell is shooting around here? Show me your damned face!

Asa: What the --

Kevin: Grandpa, what are you doing?

Asa: I'm looking for a bullet or the hole.

Kevin: What? I thought we talked about this. I don't want guns in the house, especially with Ace here.

Asa: It wasn't my gun. Mine are all locked up.

Kevin: Wait a minute, are you saying there was a shooting here?

Asa: You're damned straight.

Kevin: Well, what happened? Is Kelly here?

Asa: I don't know. I didn't hear her come in.

Kevin: All right, wait, wait -- did anyone else hear the gunshot?

Asa: I don't know. No one else came down. Wait a minute -- you think I'm dreaming this up?

Kevin: No. I'm just saying that, you know, maybe it was a truck backfiring or something.

Asa: I know a gunshot when I hear one.

[Doorbell rings]

Asa: Who in the hell is that?

Kevin: I'll get it.

Asa: Well, I'm going to be looking for that slug to prove to you that my head's on straight.

Evangeline: Hey.

Kevin: Hey, Evangeline. What can I do for you?

Evangeline: I called your grandfather and told him I was bringing by the papers for him to sign. What, he didn't tell you?

Kevin: No. No, he didn't tell me. You know what, now's not really a good time.

Evangeline: Why, is something wrong?

Kevin: Well, he's not just forgetting things. Now he's hearing things.


Paul: Okay.

Kelly: Do you think we lost him?

Paul: I think you lost him when you turned left on Jefferson.

Kelly: Oh, God. We've got to go to the police.

Paul: No, no, no. No way.

Kelly: Well, you cannot keep hiding from these people, Paul. They're trying to kill you.

Paul: Yeah? I wish I had just stayed dead.

Kelly: I'm so glad you're not. I'm so glad.

Paul: Oh, yeah. Right! That's why you buried me, huh?

Kelly: Shh. Come on, I was out of my mind on those pills. I thought I'd killed you!

Paul: Oh -- oh, so you had Todd Manning help you bury me alive in a landfill!

Kelly: Paul, Paul, I feel awful about that. I feel terrible about it, but come on. I -- I'm so glad you're not dead. You're my brother.

Paul: Kelly -- I didn't want to blackmail you, all right? I mean, believe it or not, when -- when I got you Ace, I was only trying to help. Then all this stuff started happening -- these people in San Diego wanted their money back, and then they end up being connected to this -- this crime family, the Santis. And now they're after me.

Kelly: That's why we have to go to the police. The police will protect you.

Paul: No. No, there's no way. They can’t. I need you to hide me, Kelly, please. I don't want to die.


Barry: What are you trying to pull here, Rox -- shopping around for the highest bidder?

Nigel: You, Sir, take that back. Ms. Roxanne is not some wanton you can procure for your own lascivious pleasures.

Roxy: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, you both got it wrong. This is Nigel. This is my squeeze. Co-habilitating.

Nigel: Who are you? And why are you talking about lighting fires?

Roxy: Oh, that's an old joke, you know, because Barry and I, we go way back. Right, Barry?

Barry: Right. Whatever you say, Rox.

Nigel: Then why are you wearing that hat and those glasses? You're obviously trying to conceal something. I want to know what.


R.J.: Oh, should you really be throwing money around like that?

Rex: Relax. Your cash is coming.

R.J.: You know; if you are thinking loan shark, let me give you a little friendly, free advice. You know, they are not generally nice or forgiving people. I know. I used to be one.

Rex: What do you call this current shakedown? But I'm paying, so got it all under control.


Antonio: So you ladies went to the Hook Up.

Jessica: Yeah, but don't worry. We left almost immediately.

Marcie: Yeah, right in the nick of time.

Jen: Yeah, we didn't want to have to deal with a bunch of male strippers.

Antonio: Good.

Jessica: Why? Why is that good?

Antonio: Oh, it's just not the safest thing, that's all.

Jessica: Or maybe you're just jealous about us going to see a bunch of boys taking their clothes off.

Antonio: Okay. You're right. How would you like it if I was hanging out at strip clubs?

Jessica: Well, first of all, I wouldn't care. And second of all, I wasn't hanging out. I was there celebrating my graduation with some friends.

Antonio: So it was one-time thing.

Jessica: No, I didn't say that.

Antonio: You're not going back to the Hook Up, Jessica. \


Kelly: All right, that was just David locking up for the night.

Paul: He didn't see you, did he?

Kelly: No, no, no, no, he didn't see me, but -- but, Paul, we have to go to the police.

Paul: No.

Kelly: They can arrest that guy. They can arrest the guy that sent him.

Paul: Kelly, don't you think they've tried, huh? I mean, cops from California to Puerto Rico have been after these guys. The F.B.I.'s been after them. I mean, this -- this rival family took out their head guy, El Toro Santi. Now all hell has broken loose, so the only way for me out is to disappear. So are you going to help me or not?

Kelly: I -- all right, all right, all right, fine, I'll help you. I'll -- I'll get you some food and some blankets, and you can sleep in the cabana.

Paul: Okay. All right, thank you, Kelly. I'll never forget this. Thank you.


Evangeline: So what do you think? Is this the ploy to get off on the gun charges, or is it the real deal?

Kevin: I don't know. I'll tell you, if he's faking, he's doing a good job.

Asa: What are you two whispering about? Who the hell are you?

Evangeline: I'm your lawyer, Evangeline Williamson.

Asa: I know that. What are you telling me for?

Kevin: Grandpa, are you feeling okay?

Asa: I'm fine. Why does everybody keep asking me that?

Kevin: Well, because you're not acting like yourself. You know, you're -- you've been forgetting things.

Asa: I don't forget anything, ever.

Kevin: Look, everybody forgets sometimes.

Asa: Not me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a bullet hole to find.

Kevin: I don't think he's faking. I think we should be worried about him.


Jen: Let's go to the bathroom, Marcie.

Marcie: Right. Let's go. Whoa.

[Marcie giggles]

Marcie: We're just going to -- we're going to take off.

[Marcie laughs]

Marcie: Did you see how nervous Antonio was when he found out that we were at the Hook Up?

Jen: He did seem a little freaked out.

Marcie: I know! I couldn't stop talking.

Jen: What are we going to say -- "Are you a stripper?"

Rex: Whoa! You're kidding, right?

Jen: Rex.

Rex: I know you were looking for something to do with your life, and you definitely have a talent for it, but --

Jen: Shut up.

Rex: Stripping. Why? When I'm having so much fun?

Jen: Why are you in such a good mood tonight?

Rex: I came up with a way to get the extra money I needed.

Marcie: Yeah, hopefully not like some people.


Jessica: Are you going to tell me where I can go?

Antonio: That's not what I meant.

Jessica: That's what it sounded like.

Antonio: Yeah, well -- look, I'd just like to know where you go.

Jessica: Really? Even though I don't know where you've been going lately at night?

Antonio: Is that what this is about?

Jessica: No, I'm sorry. It's not. I just -- I have to tell you, though, it's really been bothering me that I have no idea what you've been doing, even though it is for work.

Antonio: Honey, all I can do is ask you to trust me.

Jessica: Well, Honey, all I can ask you to do is trust me, too.

Antonio: Look, Jess, this isn't about trusting you, okay? I -- I love you. I don't want anything to happen to us.

Jessica: Well, it won’t. I love you, too.


Marcie: Look at the way he's working her. A couple of hours ago, he was totally dancing for all those other women!

Jen: God, I still can't believe it.

Marcie: I know!

[Phone rings]

Antonio: I got to take this, okay?


Marcie: Jessica, I hate to be the one to break this to you, but I need to tell you something.


John: Give that a rest, Kathryn.

Kathryn: I can’t.

John: Because of Caitlin? That's a lie. Let me tell you something -- I have lived with her death day and night for five years, and there is nothing you can say to me that will make he hurt any more than I've already done to myself.

Kathryn: Fine. So then you're finally over it?

John: Never, even though Caitlin would want me to be over it. And she'd want you to go back to being the person that you used to be.

Kathryn: I'm just looking for the truth here, john.

John: Fine.

Kathryn: Before somebody else gets hurt.

John: You want some truth? You want some truth, Kathryn? The redhead didn't kill Cramer. The little jerk's still alive. That's the truth.

Kathryn: Yeah, well, I need some proof.

John: Fine! I'll get you the proof.

[Phone rings]

John: McBain.

Kelly: This is Kelly Buchanan. My brother Paul is alive.

John: Yeah, I know. Do you know where he is?

Kelly: Yes. I'm with him right now. We're at my Aunt Dorian’s. He doesn't know I'm talking to you. I want you to come get him.


Jen: Come on, Marcie, let's go.

Marcie: No, I want to tell Jessica something.

Jen: You've had too much to drink. She's not used to this. I'm just -- I'm going to get her home.

Jessica: Well, I want to hear what she has to tell me. Go ahead, Marcie.

Marcie: Well, um -- see, I wanted to talk to you about tonight and us going out and, um -- what I saw. And, uh --

antonio: What did you see, Marcie?

Marcie: Uh -- I saw -- I saw -- the bar tab.

[Marcie pounds table]

Marcie: Right. And, um -- well, I wanted to pay for your gradubation -- um, your graduation present. I wanted to pay for the tab as a graduation present, and because most of the mine were drinks -- I mean, most of the drinks were mine, so I might as well --

Jessica: Marcie, you don't have to do that. It's okay.

Marcie: No, I do. I really do, because -- because you're a really good friend of mine, an-- and, you know, I've never had really good friends like you and Jen before, and I'm -- I just want to be a really good friend, you know, and I don't -- sometimes I just don't know how to do that, and --

Jessica: That's okay, that's okay. Marcie, Marcie, you are a really good friend. I'm really happy that we're friends, and I hope that we get to hang out a lot more.

Marcie: Yeah.

Antonio: Yeah, which means you'll be seeing a lot of me, too.

[Saxophone plays]

[Women cheer]

Jessica: What's so funny? What?

Marcie: Jen, you were right. Those cosmopolitans, they go right to your head -- whoo -- you better -- you better take me out of here before I say something really stupid.

Jen: Come on. Okay.

Marcie: Oh, sorry. Sorry. Thank you.


Kelly: Paul? I've got your stuff.

Paul: Thank you so -- where's my stuff? You turned me in?

John: Well, actually, your buddy Dr. Long did. He's naming names in his black-market organ operation, and guess whose came up? You're under arrest.

Paul: So wait a minute, wait a minute -- how did you know I was here?

Kelly: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Paul.

Paul: How could you do this to me, Kelly? I trusted you!

Kelly: Paul, I'm scared for you. Those guys were trying to kill you!

Paul: Oh, oh, so you hand me over to McBain?

Kelly: He'll protect you. You need protection.

Paul: Yeah, you're right! I do need protection -- from my own sister!

John: Yes, it's tragic. All right, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney –


Jen: I'll be right back.

Marcie: Uh-huh.

Jen: Look, I'm really glad that you got the money you needed.

Rex: I took your advice not to give up.

Jen: Didn't that feel good, getting something on your own without using people?

Rex: Yes. Not always easy to do that.

Jen: Well, you didn't take the easy way out. I'm proud of you.

Rex: You really mean that?

Jen: Yeah. Maybe there's hope for you yet. So how'd you get the money, anyway?

Marcie: Oh -- Jen, I need to talk to you.

Jen: Good luck.

Marcie: Listen, now that I'm a little more sober, I think that I should still tell Jessica.

Jen: No.

Marcie: Yes.

Jen: Stay out of it.

Marcie: No, listen -- wouldn't you want to know if your boyfriend was a stripper?

Jen: Well, maybe he's just doing some kind of undercover business for the police.

Marcie: From what I saw, Antonio wasn't any under-- ever any under-- under any cover at all!


R.J.: You two having a good evening?

Antonio: Yeah.

Jessica: Yes, we are. Thank you, R.J.

R.J.: Good, good. But you know, I can't help but wonder -- where's Jamie, since you're out having a good old time?

Antonio: She's with my mother. Problem?

R.J.: Well, no, no. It's just -- she's been spending a lot of time with your mother lately. Maybe you need to examine your priorities.

Antonio: Maybe you should just worry about yourself.

R.J.: Meaning?

Antonio: Think about it.

Jessica: What was that all about?

Antonio: You know, Evangeline Williamson's only going to take so much from that loser.


Evangeline: Whew.

Kevin: There's no sign of a gunshot over here. I mean, this is ridiculous. Why are we even looking? My grandfather obviously imagined this.

Evangeline: Well, maybe you guys should take him to go see a doctor.

Kevin: Oh -- you want to try that?

Evangeline: It could be a treatable condition.

Kevin: I'll do the best I can.

Evangeline: Look, I -- I know this has got to be hard on you. I -- I heard about your mother's heart transplant. I'm sorry.

Kevin: Yeah, thanks. I appreciate it.

Evangeline: Something else wrong?

Kevin: Nothing I need to trouble you with.


John: He looks vaguely alive. Are you satisfied?

Kathryn: Well, Paul. I'm glad to see you're still here with us.

Paul: Oh, yeah? Well, I'm glad somebody is.

Kelly: I told you why I did what I did.

Paul: Thank you so much for caring, Kelly. But next time, don’t.

Kathryn: You know, ahem, I'd like to have a word with you myself.

John: Ms. Buchanan, you're free to go. We'll get a formal statement from you later.

Kelly: Okay. I care about you. I want you to be safe.

Paul: Listen, how much has Dr. Long told you? I mean, he's talking, but he hasn't told you everything, right? You cut a deal with me, I'll give you everything you need to nail him.

Kathryn: You can forget your good buddy Dr. Long. The F.B.I.'s got other plans for you.

Kathryn: You're going to put us in contact with the Santi organization to help us find the drugs, the arms, and the money that Manuel Santi stashed away before he was killed.

Paul: What's in it for me?

Kathryn: Hmm -- another all-expense-paid trip back to southern, sunny California.

Paul: Yeah, well, there's one little problem -- the Santis want me dead for ratting their partners out in San Diego.

Kathryn: Not if they think that you have clues to where El Toro stashed his millions. Now, you offer to help them find it in exchange for a piece of it. We're going to have you wired. Once they cop to their involvement, we're going to nab them and use them to find the money.

Paul: Yeah, if they don't dust me first.

[Phone rings]

John: McBain. I'll be right there. Listen, I got to take care of -- make yourself at home.

Kathryn: Okay. Here's what's really going on. I'm taking you to Puerto Rico with me, not San Diego, and you and I are going to find El Toro's stash ourselves.


Nigel: Have you gotten yourself involved with another bookmaker?

Roxy: Oh, no. I'm off the ponies. I swear on my mother's grave, and my mother's not even dead.

Nigel: Then I'm forced to conclude that you're having some sort of romantic liaison.

Roxy: I swear, I'm not having any romantic lesions with anybody. Just you, lover boy.

Nigel: Well, perhaps it's time, then, to make an honest woman of you.

Roxy: Why would you want to do that? I promise you I'm not lying to you.

Nigel: I'm talking about marriage.

Roxy: You want to marry me?

Nigel: Only if you'll have me.

Roxy: You know, I think we got to take one step at a time.

Nigel: You're saying no?

Roxy: No. It's just that I'm not saying yes.

Nigel: Because of your bud over there?

Roxy: No. We're Nigel and Roxy. We're like Sonny and Cher, The King and Priscilla. So why don't you go back to the hotel, and I'll give a proper goodbye to my old bud over there. When I get back to the hotel, we'll light our own fires. Go on.

Roxy: So where were we?

Barry: I need some place to park my equipment.

Roxy: How many times do I have to tell you I got a boyfriend?

Barry: My equipment to torch your place.

Roxy: Oh, yeah. Well, just leave it at Foxy Roxy’s. You know, I love that place, though. You know, sometimes it's crazy what a mother has to do for her own kid.


Rex: Lose something?

Adriana: Yeah. My purse. I thought I left it at the diner, but it's not there, and I don't have any bus fare to get home.

Rex: Aren't you Dorian Lord's daughter?

Adriana: Aren't you that guy that owns that club Ultraviolet?

Rex: Well, for now, anyway. So what's Dorian Lord's daughter doing taking the bus?

Adriana: Well, I grew up taking the buses in my town in Puerto Rico, and I guess I'm just used to it.

Rex: Oh. Yeah, but when your mom can pop for a Beemer --

Adriana: I don't want her money. I don't even want the $30 million I inherited.

Rex: I'm sorry, did you say "30 million"?

Adriana: Yeah. You probably think that's funny, right? I'm worth that much, I don't even have a dollar to take the bus home.

Rex: Yeah. Funny.


Kelly: Kevin?

Kelly: Hey, Todd, it's me. Give me a call when you get this. It's important.

[Door opens]

Kevin: Hi.

Kelly: Hi.

Kevin: Where have you been?

Kelly: I -- I was at the police station with Paul.

Kevin: What? He's alive?

Kelly: Yes.

Kevin: That's -- that's good news, I guess. So are you going to tell me what the hell was going on? Kelly?

Kelly: It's complicated.

Kevin: Tell me!

Kelly: Oh, okay, okay. Jeez. I was in Atlantic City the night that he disappeared, and we got into a huge fight, and I thought that I had killed him, and so I called Todd to help me get rid of the body, and it turns out I didn't kill him. He was just unconscious. So, that's what we've been -- been hiding from you. We weren't sleeping together.

Kevin: That’s unbelievable. You're unbelievable.

Kelly: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Kevin: It doesn't matter. I don't care what happened. Why'd you go to Todd? Why didn't you come to me when you were in trouble? How could you go to my worst enemy for help?


Adriana: It's a small purse, pink, holds, like --

Rex: I don't see it anywhere around here. How about I give you a ride home?

Adriana: That's okay. I'll -- I'll find another way.

Rex: Not without money.

Adriana: I'll figure something out.

Rex: Well, let me at least give you a dollar for the bus.

Adriana: Are you sure?

Rex: It could very well be my last buck, anyway. Might as well go to a good cause.

Adriana: I'll pay you back.

Rex: Don't lose sleep over it. Good luck finding your purse.

Adriana: Thanks.


Roxy: Where were you? Got tired of sitting and waiting.

Rex: Something came up. Everything set?

Barry: Give me the word. I'll strike the match.

Roxy: Yeah, just not tomorrow, because I'm doing a bunch of heads for my friend Bunny's wedding. One last blast -- goodbye, Foxy Roxy’s.


Marcie: You know, it's a really good thing that Jess and Antonio left, because I really don't know how much longer I could have gone on without telling them.

Jen: You know, I still think there's more to it than that.

Marcie: Antonio's not working undercover, I'm telling you! I don't know what he's up to, but I'm going to find out.


John: Hey.

Antonio: Hey.

John: Got a minute?

Antonio: Yeah, yeah. What's up?

John: It's about the manager at the Hook Up. She's connected to the Santi family.

Antonio: How so?

John: She's definitely working for them, and she's not the only one.

Antonio: Who?

John: Who else? Cramer.

Antonio: I thought he was dead.

John: He's sitting in my office right now.


Kelly: You're alive. You're alive. Oh, my God, is that you?

Paul: Yeah, it's me.

Kelly: Oh, thank God you're alive! Thank God. Thank God. My God! I can't believe it!

Paul: Look, Kelly, I'm not going to be alive for long if I don't get out of town. All right, these drug dealers want me dead, okay, so you've got to hide me somewhere.

Kelly: No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm done, I'm done. I can't do this anymore. Please, no.

Paul: No, you listen to me. I got you a son, all right?

Kelly: No, shh --

Paul: And you tried to kill me! You threw my body in a dump!

Kelly: You've got to go. You've got to go before Kevin or Asa hears you. You have to go.

Paul: So, what if I don't go to Puerto Rico and help you find Santi’s loot, hmm? What are you going to do? Are you going to bust me?

Kathryn: Well, sometimes people resist arrest, and they get shot.


Kelly: I think I hear Asa --

Kevin: He's asleep. Answer the question -- why did you go to Todd for help with Paul?

Kelly: Kevin, it's late. Please, I'm -- I'm exhausted.

Kevin: Go to bed, then. Go to bed.

Kelly: I love you.

[Doorbell rings]

Kevin: Yeah, can I help you?

Man: I have a delivery for a Kelly Buchanan.

Kevin: Yeah, thanks. I'll take it.

Kevin: "The Banner Sun." All right, Todd, what are you up to now?

Kevin: "Kelly, I found this in my car. Must have dropped it on our way back. I made you a promise, and I plan to honor it. Todd."

[Kevin crumples up letter]

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


>> On the next "One Life to Live" --

Viki: My Ben is gone, and this heart of ours is breaking.

Dorian: You are no longer an heiress.

River: Does that mean she's no longer your daughter?

Kelly: "Don't worry. I made you a promise, and I plan to honor it."

Kevin: Yes, what promise was that?

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