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One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 12/21/04

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Marcie: Eric. Hi. Yeah, I -- I just forgot to thank you for the balloons. No, nothing's wrong. No. I guess maybe I was just hoping that I could get a little advice from my big brother. It's about Michael. I feel like I'm losing him, and I don't really know what to do about it.


Paige: Hey, Michael? I just heard from the hospital board.

Michael: Okay. Give it to me straight. Am I allowed to practice medicine or not?


Daniel: Working late tonight?

Bo: You know, unless I'm wrong, we still have two high-profile murder investigations that are wide open, and my nephew's son is still missing.

Daniel: It was just an observation, Bo.

Bo: All right. You had any luck tracking down that bank account that Cramer was putting money in?

Nora: Daniel? I need to talk to you. I'm sorry. I'm obviously interrupting.

Bo: No, go ahead, talk.

Nora: No, it's okay, I'll wait.

Bo: No, you're here. Why don't you say what you have to say?

Nora: I'll wait. It's fine.

Daniel: Would you guys please tell me what the hell is going on?


Kevin: Yeah, well, I'm paying you to keep track of my wife, so why is it that I know more about what she's doing than you do? No, my son came back alone from wherever he was meeting Kelly. I want her found now.

Blair: Oh, what's wrong, Kevin? Lose track of an ex-wife?

Kevin: Oh, you look like you're one ex-husband short yourself.

Blair: Now that we got the cheap shots out of the way, why don't you come inside and buy me a drink.


Daniel: Well?

Bo: Well, when you finish this discussion here, then -- well, I'll be in my office.

Daniel: Okay. Okay, I'm listening.

Nora: Well, as you might have gathered, Bo and I had a fight. A knockdown-dragout, years-in-the-making fight, but that's not important right now.

Daniel: Well, it is if we're going to continue to work together.

Nora: Well, then I guess I owe you two apologies. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lash out at you when you said that I was holding out hope for Bo and me to get together. There might have been more to it than I thought.

Daniel: Maybe.

Nora: Well, what I realized tonight, finally, was that Bo and I were right when we got divorced. He's my past. You're part of my future, and I really want to focus on you.

Daniel: Nora, slow down.

Nora: Okay, what does that mean?

Daniel: Hey, I want to focus on us, too. But with the notoriety surrounding these two murder investigations, and you and Bo obviously at each other's throats, we're really not going to get very far.

Nora: You're right again.

Daniel: I love when you say that. But, anyway, what do you say we go make some peace? After you.

[Knock on door]

Bo: Yeah, come in.

Nora: Bo, we're two adults and we have jobs to do. I think we can leave our personal baggage at the door.

Bo: I couldn't agree more.

Nora: Fine.

Daniel: Great. So what do you say we concentrate on the Cramer murder?

Bo: All right, what about those bank deposits?

Daniel: Sorry, Bo, it was a dead end.

Bo: Wait a minute, are you telling me that Cramer collected all that money and you can't find it?


Riley: Thought you were going to bed.

Jen: I couldn't sleep. Where did you go? You were gone when I went downstairs.

Riley: To take a walk. You looking for something?

Jen: Oh, it's no big deal.

Riley: I think it's a very big deal.


Marcie: What do you mean? No, I'm not -- I'm not comparing him to Al.


Paige: Well, I wouldn't hang up your stethoscope just yet. The board found no evidence of negligence on your part the night Tico Santi was murdered.

Michael: Yes! Of course they didnít.

Paige: I know it was very difficult for you to stand up in front of the board with this. But you know what, after your 90-day probation period, your record is going to be --

Michael: 90-day probation period?

Paige: Yeah, standard procedure.

Michael: For what? You just said that I was cleared of all wrongdoing, so what am I on probation for?

Paige: Michael, it's --

Michael: A man's life-support system was pulled. I don't see why I should have to pay for that.

Paige: You're not. The board just wants to keep an eye --

Michael: Just wants to cover their butts.

Paige: You know what? This could've turned out a lot worse than it did. You should remember that.


Marcie: I don't even know who Michael is anymore. He's -- he's always angry. I know. I know, I know I should be talking to him about this. Listen, I got to go, okay? I love you, and tell James I said hi. Okay, bye. Hey.

Michael: Talking to your brother on the phone?

Marcie: Yeah. Dr. Miller is almost ready to discharge me, so I thought maybe we could go somewhere and we could talk about some things.

Michael: I canít.

Marcie: Why? Did you hear from the board?

Michael: The good news is that I'm still allowed to practice medicine. The bad news is I'm on a leash, a very short leash.


Riley: This has the initials P.C. on it. This is Paul Cramerís, isn't it? Be serious! My dad's asking me all these questions about you and Paul, and I find this in your purse.

Jen: I told you a million times that I didn't kill Paul. You said you believed me.

Riley: And I still do.

Jen: Then why are you accusing me?

Riley: I'm not accusing you, but I have to know how you got this. Now, be straight with me.

Jen: Okay. That night that I got Paul drunk, when I stole the videotape of Rex and my mom, I guess I must've accidentally taken it from the motel room.

Riley: And you've been carrying it around for months. Why?

Jen: I was scared, Riley. I didn't know what to do with it. And then once Paul turned up dead, everyone would think that -- that I killed him if they knew that I had that. I guess I was right.


Bo: What happened to your friends in the banking industry?

Daniel: I called every one of them.

Bo: And they couldn't help us follow that money?

Daniel: They traced the number to the Robert Morris Savings Bank in Philadelphia. They said they didn't have any record of the account. They said a computer worm corrupted their files a little while back, maybe our account was among them. That means we've got zip.

Nora: So Paul Cramer was broke?

Bo: I checked every person that was in Cramerís room, and that bank statement did not belong to any of them. It had to be Paulís. Now, he was extorting money from someone, and someone was willing to pay him.

Nora: Then why would he be going after the Cramers or Kevin just before he was killed?

Bo: Because he's a greedy little bastard. Now, are you sure that you checked every angle?

Daniel: Look, Bo, what do you want, a transcript of all the telephone calls I made?

Bo: No, I want things to make sense here, and this doesn't.

Nora: Okay, it's not Danielís fault.

Bo: I didn't say that.

Nora: It was your lead that turned into a wild-goose chase.

Bo: Yeah, well, you didn't say that before.

Nora: Okay, Bo, this isn't personal.

Bo: The hell this isn't personal. That bank statement is a flashing neon sign that points straight to Paul Cramerís killer. Now, if you can get over your ridiculous need to be right all the time, then maybe we could catch this son of a bitch.


Michael: I'm on a 90-day probation, which means no unscheduled breaks.

Marcie: Well, that isn't fair, is it?

Michael: Well, it is what it is. I got to be on my best behavior, no mistakes.

Marcie: You know what? You'll get through it. I believe in you.

Paige: Marcie, I have -- I have your discharge papers here. I just need a few John Hancocks, a final exam, and then you're out of here.

Marcie: Sounds good.

Paige: Great.

Michael: I got to go check on a patient. I'll come back and check on you before you take off, okay?

Marcie: Promise?


Michael: Hey, Jen.

Jen: Is Marcie still here?

Michael: Yeah, yeah. She's just finishing up with the doctor. Are you okay? You don't look so good.

Jen: I just -- I feel like I don't have anybody to talk to. I don't know where else to go.


Kevin: Well, you may not believe this, Blair, but I am sorry for what you're going through right now.

Blair: Well, you're right. I don't believe it.

Kevin: You ever consider that maybe it's for the best?

Blair: Oh, yeah, right. My children have been abandoned by their father, Starr is not sleeping. Yeah, it's for the best.

Kevin: Well, he would've hurt you all eventually.

Blair: Oh, so better now than later? Is that what you're saying?

Kevin: Well, I'm just saying that I'm sorry for what you and the kids are going through. I'm not surprised, but I don't know what else to say.

Blair: Well, why don't you stop playing the innocent? Because I know you and Todd went at it before the wedding, and I know what you probably did. You played on all of his insecurities, told him that he would eventually screw it up.

Kevin: Was I wrong?

Blair: You practically pushed him out the door yourself. So, here's to you, Kevin. For the second year in a row, you have ruined the holidays for my family. Satisfied?


Jen: I'm sorry.

Michael: You don't have anything to be sorry about. What's going on?

Jen: Nothing.

Michael: Listen, I am your doctor. You can talk to your doctor, can't you?

Jen: It's just --

Michael: I'm also your friend.

Jen: Do you know what it's like to have people not trust you, to assume the worst about you? I mean, you start to second-guess yourself. You start to think, "Maybe they're right, maybe there's a reason I can't be trusted."

Michael: I know exactly what that feels like. You want to walk me over to x-ray? I'll spring for a cup of vending machine coffee. Come on. You've never had coffee till you've had coffee at the x-ray.


Nora: Oh, so now I'm the one that's not seeing things clearly and objectively?

Bo: Yep.

Nora: I'm not the one that's saying it's Danielís fault because your lead flamed out.

Bo: There is a bank account out there somewhere and it points straight to Cramerís killer.

Nora: I'm sure there's a big conspiracy involved, too, and it involves a grassy knoll and a magic bullet and the C.I.A.! Ugh. I'm sorry. Daniel, can you excuse us for a minute, please?

Daniel: Sure. No cream here, anyway.

Nora: We can't go on like this, Bo.

Bo: I know.

Nora: It's interfering in our work, it's interfering in our relationships. What is Matthew going to say when he finds out his parents have declared world war III on each other?

Bo: Well, what are we going to do about it?


Riley: Excuse me -- Marcie?

Marcie: Hey, Riley.

Riley: Hey, you got a second?

Marcie: Yeah, sure. I'm just waiting for my ride. What's up?

Riley: Jen, Paul Cramer, that whole mess -- she hasn't said anything to you, has she?

Marcie: About what? Wait, wait, you don't -- you don't think that Jen had anything to do with Paul's death, do you?


Kevin: I didn't ruin your family's happiness. Todd did.

Blair: Oh, but you pushed him right along, didn't you, Kevin?

Kevin: Well, Todd and I have been going at it for years. I guess I should feel flattered that you think I have so much influence over him. I mean, seriously, I would've thought he'd gone through with the wedding just to prove me wrong.

Blair: You are just so sweet.

Kevin: And you know what? As long we're talking about this time last year, do I need to remind you that you're the one that threw yourself at me? So you know what? Before you blame someone else, maybe you should look in the mirror. Maybe you should look at what you've done to push Todd away.

Blair: Okay, you know what? I've got the news flash for you. You're the expert on pushing people away -- you are -- and ruining marriages. Look what you did to Kelly all year long. You made her miserable just because you could. And then you lecture me about what a bastard Todd is? Hell, Kevin, you're just like him.

Kevin: All right, wait, Blair. Listen, I meant what I said, all right? I am sorry that you are going through so much pain right now, for whatever it's worth.

Blair: Not much.

Margaret: Oh, hi, Blair.

Blair: Margaret, I think we need to have a little talk.


Blair: Come on, you're not seriously giving up, are you? Now, let me get this straight. The great Todd Manning, the man who faked a split personality, was stranded on a deserted island, and came back to life with a new face has been taken down by a big, old piece of furniture?

Todd: Give it a rest, will you? I haven't given up yet.

Blair: No? Well, guess what I'm doing back home. I'm bawling my eyes out thinking my husband left me at the altar. And you? You're lying flat on your back making a deal with God.

Todd: What do you want from me?

Blair: I want you to prove that you really love me, that you love the kids, and that you'll get out of this mess and come home to us. You can do anything because you're Todd Manning.


Margaret: Is there something wrong, Blair?

Blair: Don't play dumb, Margaret. I'm sure you've already heard how Todd left me at the altar.

Margaret: Oh, no, Blair. That's just awful!

Blair: Now I'm sure you know.

Margaret: No, I didn't. I swear I -- I meant it from the bottom of my heart when I said that I wished you and Todd all the happiness in all the world.

Blair: Well, I mean this from the very bottom of mine. You listen up, you crazy bitch. You stay away from me, you stay away from my family. Because now that Toddís not in the picture, I swear to God I will come after you and I will kill you with my bare hands if you come near my family.

Margaret: Yes, I placed a takeout order.

Bartender: Oh, um --

Margaret: The name is Margaret.

Bartender: Yeah. I'll be right back.

Kevin: Hey, Margaret.

Margaret: Oh -- Kevin, I didn't see you there. I guess I'm preoccupied. I can't wait to get home to my boyfriend.

Kevin: You got a boyfriend?

Margaret: Oh, well, he's actually more than a boyfriend. He is the love of my life. We're thinking about settling down together.


Blair: Oh, now, come on, Todd. That's your idea of the great escape? A closet? You got to get yourself out of here. Use that noggin of yours, unless you want to stay here in this cabin as Margaretís personal love slave.

Todd: I'm coming home.

Blair: Yeah, that's my man.


Riley: No, Marcie, I don't think she killed Paul Cramer. But something's freaking her out, and every time I try to bring it up, she either changes the subject or takes off.

Marcie: Can you blame her, though, I mean, especially after what he did to her mom?

Riley: Well, listen; when you get out of here, will you keep an eye on her for me?

Marcie: Yeah, of course, sure.

Riley: Good. She needs somebody in her corner and I'm just not sure I'm that person right now.

Marcie: You know, Jen loves you.

Riley: Well, I love her, and I want to help her with whatever is eating her up inside, but I can't if she won't let me.


Michael: Who knows? Maybe next time I'll splurge and get us some green cafeteria Jell-o. You're not a very talkative date -- every man's dream, I guess.

Jen: Yeah, I guess I just needed somebody to sit with me who wasn't --

Michael: Involved in the situation.

Jen: Exactly.

Michael: Yeah. I know what you mean. You know, Marcie and I -- we've been totally out of synch lately, you know? We used to be able to just sit in a room together and not say a word, and that was okay. We were close; we knew it. We just felt it.

Jen: That is exactly the feeling I miss.

Michael: You'll get that feeling back.

Jen: So will you. Thanks.

Michael: Any time.

Hayes: Michael.

Michael: Hayes.

Hayes: Hey, does Marcie know you've got a hot new girlfriend?


Nora: I don't know what we do about this. I don't know even how we got here, and especially after all the work we did to get to a good place for Matthew.

Bo: I guess we never really got there.

Nora: Yes, we did. We were there. I mean, we had a double date with Daniel and Paige, and she was so impressed about how civilized we were. And even though we weren't together, our family was.

Bo: I think we were fooling ourselves. I was still angry with you, you had issues with m;e, we just never talked about them.

Nora: So, what, we don't talk now? We're just going to yell?

Bo: I can keep a lid on that if you can.

Nora: We weren't always pretending, though, were we? I mean, those times playing video games with Matthew, the spur-of-the-moment Thanksgiving dinners? Those were good times together, weren't they?

Bo: Mm-hmm. They were. But maybe it was just easier to shoot aliens and carve up a turkey than it was to admit the truth.

[Knock on door]

Paige: I'm -- I'm sorry. Is this a bad time?

Nora: Not at all. He's all yours.

Nora: Nora, you stupid fool.


Hayes: Hey.

Marcie: Oh, hi.

Hayes: How's my newest writer?

Marcie: Oh, I'm fine. I'm feeling kind of silly for being hospitalized for working out too much, but --

Michael: No, passing out and getting too dehydrated -- that's what you were admitted for.

Marcie: Michael --

Hayes: I'm just glad you're doing better. We got a big press junket after the New Year's.

Marcie: I'm going to be ready for it.

Hayes: I hope so.

[Phone rings]

Hayes: God, sorry. Oh -- my boss from the agency. I've got to take this. Excuse me.

Marcie: Sure.


Hayes: Yeah? No, Marcieís being released from the hospital tonight. No, no, no, no, no, I've got it. I'm on top of it. We've got plenty of time to get her in shape before she meets the public.


Michael: I didn't realize that Hayes was picking you up today.

Marcie: Is that a problem, Michael?

Michael: I just didn't know, that's all. Marcie --

Marcie: Michael -- you go first. Go first, okay?

Michael: Okay. This Hayes guy --

Marcie: Yeah?

Michael: I'm sure that he's a wonderful agent, but I don't think that you should be letting him run your life.

Marcie: He just knows what it takes to sell books, Michael! That is it, okay?

Michael: The success of your book isn't going to ride on how good or bad you look.

Marcie: Oh, so you're saying I look bad?

Michael: No, that's not -- that's not what I'm saying. What I'm saying is you shouldn't change who you are.

Marcie: Change doesn't always have to be a bad thing, Michael.

Michael: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Marcie: Nothing! It's nothing, okay? Michael, forget about it! I was just talking! Forget I even said anything.

Michael: Okay. I don't know what it is I have to do to convince you that I am on your side. I say the words, I feel the feelings, but nothing seems to get through to you. Al never had a problem getting through to you, did he? He knew exactly what you needed, exactly what you wanted. Well, I am really sorry, Marcie, but I'm not Al. And I never will be.


Bartender: Okay, here we go.

Margaret: Oh, thank you. It was nice seeing you again, Kevin. I heard about what happened to your sweet little baby, and I'm so sorry.

Kevin: Thanks.

Margaret: Hopefully, whoever kidnapped Ace can be rehabilitated like I was.

Kevin: You know what, Margaret? I really don't want to talk to you about this.

Margaret: Oh, you seem a little angry. Well, I guess I can understand why you and Blair were drinking together. Both of your lives have taken such tragic turns. Misery must love company, I guess. Poor Blair. She just looked so --

Kevin: You know what? Just leave Blair alone, all right? She's going through hell right now. The last thing she needs to do is deal with someone like you.

Margaret: I suppose you're right. Don't worry; everything is going to work out. Well, just look at me. A few months ago, I had nothing. And now I have the love of my life, and we're thinking about starting a family! Listen, I hope that you and Blair can find the same kind of happiness.


Todd: No, they're not perfect, but they'll do until I get to the main road.

Blair: Well, even if your legs hold out and you can use that as a crutch, you've still got to get in there and get the keys to unlock the door so you can get past your guard dog, Margaret.

Todd: I'm working on it!

Blair: Well, hurry up, Todd, before we give up that you're ever going to come back to us.

Todd: My family is not going to give up on me, ever.


Paige: You look like you lost your best friend. Walk in on something?

Bo: Oh, Nora and I had a big fight at my place after you left and just rehashed some ugly history.

Paige: I'm sorry.

Bo: It's okay, it's okay. I think it was probably for the best. We both had a lot that we wanted to get off our chests -- I mean, more than either one of us really realized.

Paige: Hmm. It's curious timing, though, isn't it?

Bo: I don't know. What do you mean?

Paige: Well, she did walk in right after we had made love.

Bo: No, no, Paige. Look, this has been building up now for years and years.

Paige: Well, I think I know why it all came out tonight, though. Nora is seeing Daniel, you're seeing me. You both say that you're ready to move on. Maybe unloading all this baggage is the way to do that. Or maybe you're -- you're both just trying to figure out if there's anything left to hang on to.


Daniel: Hey, Riley. I'm glad I found you here.

Riley: Hey, Dad. What's up?

Daniel: Listen; I've been thinking about that conversation that we had this morning.

Riley: Oh, yeah? I haven't thought that much about it.

Daniel: Look, son, I'm not accusing Jen of being a murderer. But you said yourself she's been acting strange since Halloween, and -- look, if you know anything, anything at all about the night Paul Cramer was murdered, you have to tell me.

Riley: Dad, I don't know anything.

Daniel: And how come I get the feeling you're lying, son?


Bo: I like the first "maybe" better than the second "maybe."

Paige: The unloading baggage one?

Bo: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Because I think you're right. You know, Nora is dating Daniel. You and I -- I think that that could all probably open some old wounds. But the point is -- look, when I lost Gabrielle, I didn't think that I would ever meet anyone again that would make my heart start pumping as much as you do.

Paige: Hmm. Must be all my medical training.

Bo: No, no, no. See, the point is I met someone, and I met you. And I'm not about to throw all that away over my ex-wife. And Nora is my ex-wife. So, you know, let me make it up to you, okay? Why don't you come back to my place tonight?

Paige: Oh, don't tell me you're going to try to cook me dinner again.

Bo: No, no, no, I thought I would scramble those eggs that I was talking about. For breakfast.

Paige: That sounds perfect.

Bo: Good. Give me a half-hour, okay? I just have to follow up on one last lead.

Paige: Yeah, I'll -- I'll see you in half an hour.

Bo: Okay.

Paige: Bye.

Bo: Bye.

Bo: Yeah, Bronson, it's the commissioner. Look, I want you to bring up Paul Cramerís wallet from the evidence room down in the basement. Because the -- the big break that we had on that case -- it just went south, and I want to know why.


Riley: I'm sorry, Dad. I don't know anything more about Paul Cramerís murder than you do.

Daniel: Hey, Jen.

Jen: Hi, Mr. Colson.

Daniel: Okay, look; I'll let you guys talk. I'm going to grab a coffee.

Riley: All right.

Jen: Riley.

Riley: Don't worry. I didn't tell him anything.

Jen: Look, I'm sorry I walked out on you before.

Riley: Well, you know, it's becoming a bad habit. I've tried everything. I've tried being there for you. I've tried believing you. Nothing works. The ball is in your court now.


Nora: Daniel? I thought I'd find you here.

Daniel: Nora, we don't have to --

Nora: No, no, no, please let me just get this out, okay? I'm very sorry. What happened back there -- I promise it will never happen again. Because from now on, all I'm going to do is concentrate on my work and my son and you. I want to focus on you. I want to get to know you better. I want to --

Daniel: Um, can we help you with anything?

Man: Society photographer from "The Banner." So, tell me, are Llanviewís favorite D.A. and Assistant D.A. a couple?

Daniel: I don't know. Are we?

Nora: It's a developing story.

Daniel: Hmm.


Michael: I'm sorry.

Marcie: It's okay.

Michael: No, it's not. It's a cheap shot. I shouldn't have said that about Al.

Marcie: Look, for whatever reason, he keeps coming up, okay? Just can we not talk about it here?

Michael: You're right.

Marcie: Okay. When are you going to be off later?

Michael: Not till late.

Marcie: Well, I'll wait up for you.

Michael: It's an all-nighter, Marcie. Listen, you need to go home, you need to get your rest, I need to do rounds. Tomorrow, Christmas Eve -- talk?

Marcie: Mm-hmm, okay.

Hayes: Marcie?

Marcie: Hi. Yeah, I'm coming, I'm ready. I'm ready to go.


[Phone rings]

Kevin: Kevin Buchanan. Yeah? What do you got? Wait a minute, why would my son fly to Florida, then to New Orleans, and then back to llanview? Yeah, but why would he come home from New Orleans and leave Kelly there? It doesn't -- wait a minute, just wait a minute. Unless she found Ace, and that's why they're still there. That's got to be it.


Blair: Well, thanks, Todd. Thanks for wrecking my Christmas again. And my life.


Margaret: Oh, hello, lover! Look at this. Won't this be perfect for our first Christmas together? And what Christmas is complete without a pair of nutcrackers?

[Margaret laughs]

Margaret: I like nuts. Oh -- a friend of mine is a nurse and she gave me these pills -- these pain pills -- that are very, very strong. You're going to be feeling good as new. Here you go. And then tomorrow, when you're feeling tiptop shape, we can start working on our little bundle of joy. Won't that be fun?

Todd: Yeah, it'll be a real blast.

Margaret: Oh, now, that's the spirit. Guess who I ran into -- Blair and Kevin Buchanan drowning their sorrows over drinks.

Todd: You're lying.

Margaret: No. I think they are the perfect couple if you ask me -- just like us. Okay, look, I am going to take a shower. You keep my side of the bed warm while I'm gone.

Todd: Sorry, Peggy. I'll be home for Christmas.

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

Dorian: I'm not going to stay mad at Viki. I'm going to get even.

Kelly: Our son is not coming home, Kevin.

Cristian: Sometimes I think McBain and Tico belong in the same place.

John: We'll get you some real help, someone that can get you actually to remember who killed Tico.

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