One Life to Live Transcript Monday 7/18/05
Proofread by Brandi
Antonio: Quite a crowd. Certainly didn't expect this.
Layla: Word must have gotten around. I guess everyone wants to see what the new owner of Capricorn is doing with the place.
Antonio: Right, well, let's hope it keeps up. Have you two met? Angela, Layla. Layla, angela. She's new in town. She just started tonight
Angela: Nice to meet you. Good luck.
Antonio: Listen, Angela, why don't you to do me a favor -- grab some of Layla's drink orders. She could use a break.
Angela: Sure, boss.
Antonio: And don't call me "boss," ok?
Layla: I'm still good to go. I've got energy to burn.
Antonio: No, listen, you just started tonight. You did great. Actually, why don't you head home?
Layla: No, I'm going to stick around for a while, if you don't mind. I've got a big night planned.
Rex: Look, just keep your eyes open, ok? Any word on Natalie Vega, I want to know.
Rex: Out! You're not welcome here.
Hayes: Aw. Poor Rex is in a bad mood. And why wouldn't you be? A dead girlfriend, missing sister --
Rex: Ok, I'm giving you exactly three seconds to turn around, walk out of here, or I will take my --
Marcie: Wait, wait, Rex. Just leave him alone.
Hayes: Great timing, Marcie. And might I say that you look stunning tonight.
Rex: What the -- you're actually with this guy?
Nora: Well, just when you thought you couldn't get more swamped with paperwork, huh?
Woman: Do I put them in your separate D.A. file, Ms. Hanen?
Nora: Yeah, please.
Hugh: I just finished deposing the witness in the Vasquez case, Nora.
Nora: Oh, good.
Hugh: Mind if I pack it up tonight?
Nora: No, I don't mind at all. You have been doing the work of three A.D.A.’s today.
Hugh: More like four, actually, but who's counting?
Nora: Seriously, I really appreciate the way you've stepped up. You know, it's been a difficult time and you've really helped make the transition go smoothly, so thank you.
Woman: Excuse me, but it's getting kind of late, Hugh.
Hugh: Yeah, give me five minutes. I'll meet you in my office, we'll be out of here.
Nora: Wasn't she on the cover of last month's "craze"?
Hugh: See you tomorrow.
Nora: Yeah, bright and early, Hugh.
Nora: Yeah? Hi.
Evangeline: Is Bo here? I need to talk to him right away.
Nora: What's going on?
Evangeline: The killer sent this note to me at my home. He wants me to meet him.
John: So the mayor told you he wants me off the case?
Bo: It was more of a strong suggestion than a direct order, but he's the boss.
John: The guy's an idiot. He doesn't want to nail this guy, doesn't want to bring Natalie home safe?
Bo: John, you can't keep going the way you've been going, all right? You're running on fumes, you're ignoring protocol --
John: Bo, I'm close to this guy.
Bo: Look, I'm on your side, ok? I don't want to see you taken off this case any more than you do.
John: Then tell the mayor where he can stick his suggestions. Listen to me, Bo, if you don't put an end to this right now, we are never going to see Natalie alive again.
Roxy: What? What happened? You scared me half out of my wits! What are you yelling at me for?
Michael: I said your name, that's all.
Roxy: You know something. That's why you're looking at me like that. Did they find Natty?
Michael: I haven't heard anything, no.
Roxy: Shoot. I was hoping.
Michael: If I do --
Roxy: If you find out, you tell me no matter what.
Michael: Huh. Is that Natalie?
Roxy: Baby pictures. She the cutest little pumpkin you ever saw?
Michael: Is she holding a beer in that picture?
Roxy: I thought it was funny at the time.
Michael: So where are the rest of the pictures?
Roxy: These are the rest of the pictures, man. I got two pictures of my little chubby baby with arms that you just want to chomp on. Is this all that's left of Natty? Is it, Mikey?
Marcie: Hayes is my agent, Rex.
Rex: I know exactly who he is.
Hayes: If you're referring to my brief stint at the top of "The Killing Club" suspect list, that's old news, Rex. I've been cleared.
Rex: Well, congratulations. Now go find another place to drink.
Hayes: I'd love to, but see, I'm hosting a cocktail party here for my clients who've been nominated for the Poirot award. One of them is the fabulously talented ms. Walsh.
Marcie: Look, Rex, I was hoping maybe that the writers -- I was hoping maybe that the writers could help me figure out a way how to catch the killer.
Hayes: Always looking to help. That's our Marcie. So if you'll just excuse us --
Marcie: Yes, I will meet you in a minute, ok?
Hayes: But don't be long. Everyone's anxious to meet you.
Rex: What's the matter with you? I know Michael ditched you, but are you that desperate for a date?
Marcie: I already told you why I was here, Rex.
Rex: Ok, fine, pick the writers' brains if you want, but you don't have to bring that jerk along for the ride.
Marcie: I suspected him, too, ok, but he has an alibi for absolutely everything, including the night of the kidnappings. He may not be the most charming man in the world or the most charming person on earth, but I do not think that he's the killer.
Rex: Perfect company for a night of drinking and dancing, huh? Oh, congratulations on your award.
Marcie: You know, I haven't won anything yet, and I don't care if I do.
Rex: Right, you're just here for information.
Marcie: Rex -- you know what? You're right, ok, I am excited. I am very excited to be included in that group of writers, and you want to know why? Because there's nothing wrong with it. And there's nothing wrong with it because it's something positive, Rex. So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to join them.
Rex: That guy that just walked in -- Hayes Barber? Keep an eye on him.
J.P.: No problem.
Hayes: And this is Gerald Seers. I'm sure you're familiar with his work.
Marcie: I certainly do. I'm a big fan of yours, Mr. Seers.
Gerald: That's very kind of you.
Marcie: Oh, I'm not being kind. I'm actually honored to even be nominated with you. I mean, your work has been such an inspiration to me.
Gerald: It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Marcie. Of course, I've read all about the controversy surrounding your book. Must be very difficult for you.
Marcie: Yes. Yes, it has, which is actually one of the reasons that I came tonight. I was hoping that maybe you and, well, some of the other writers, maybe you could help me figure out how to catch this psychopath.
Gerald: Actually, I think we all prefer to stay in the safer world of fiction, Ms. Walsh.
Marcie: Oh. Um --
Hayes: Hey, waitress, could we -- could we order some drinks over here?
Nora: You're taking John off the case?
Bo: It's not open to debate, Nora.
Nora: I'm just asking.
Bo: Did you want to see me about something?
Nora: No, Evangeline needs to talk to you.
John: What happened? You all right?
Evangeline: Fine. I just -- I need to talk to Bo.
John: Is it the killer? Did he try to contact you?
John: Hey --
Nora: He slipped this under her door.
Bo: Hey, take a look at this -- handwritten.
John: "Meet me in the alley behind Capricorn." It's not like any of t other communications we've received.
Bo: Then the killer made his first mistake.
John: Yeah, well, we're sure as hell going to find out, right?
Bo: All right, John --
John: You're not going to try to stop me, Bo?
Gerald: Now, if the real killer had re-enacted the murder in my latest novel --
Man: You'd get every sales record there was.
Second man: Not to mention the movie rights.
Gerald: But we can't all be that lucky, right?
Hayes: Hyperion couldn't be happier with Marcie's figures. In fact, to have a bestseller so young? It's fantastic.
Gerald: Yeah, I remember when my third novel hit number one at that age. And seriously, I have nothing against the poor girl, Hayes, but since when does inspiring a serial killer merit a literary award?
Marcie: Hi. Excuse me. Can I have one of those when you get a chance?
Hugh: You don't have a booth?
Rex: You're welcome to hang out by the bar.
Woman: Yeah, but we made a reservation.
Rex: People just aren't leaving. There's nothing I can do.
Hugh: Come on, Jett, let's go get a drink. A Cosmo and a Manhattan, please?
R.J.: Balsom. Balsom, I need to go over the books with you.
Rex: Not now, R.J.
R.J.: Now. This is important.
Rex: Ok, I've got it under control. I know what I'm doing.
R.J.: You've got nothing under control, understand me? If Ultra Violet crashes and burns, I will hold you personally responsible.
Hugh: I know that girl.
Jett: Marcie Walsh. She wrote "The Killing Club."
Hugh: The department's working on that case right now.
Jett: So "Craze" is flying me to the Bahamas again soon. Want to come?
Layla: One commercial head shot and one theatrical. Right. My old pictures are too L.A., you know? I'll wait to hear from you, then. K’s.
Antonio: So you want to be an actress?
Layla: I am an actress.
Antonio: Sorry. So an actress, let's see, from Los Angeles would come to Pennsylvania because?
Layla: If you really want to know, there's plenty of work on the east coast. There's New York, North Carolina, regional theater. I figured I'd build my resume here, then go back to L.A. and become a mega-movie star.
Antonio: Sounds like a plan. It just seems kind of odd that an actress would want to make her mark here in Llanview.
Layla: Everyone has to make their mark somewhere. And L.A. -- let's just say I didn't want to be marked there anymore.
John: Bo, I'm right for this. This could be our one shot to bring this guy down and bring your niece home safe. You got to let me do this.
Bo: You take backup, you stay in constant communication.
Bo: Don't take any chances.
John: Everything by the book.
Bo: The mayor's just waiting for you to screw up.
John: I know.
Bo: You can't screw up. It may cost Natalie her life.
John: I know. All right, listen up. This guy's a cold-blooded killer. He may have accomplices. It won't be easy to take him down, but that's exactly what we're going to do. Let's move!
Evangeline: I'm going with you.
John: Oh, no, you're staying right here where I know you're safe.
Evangeline: John, this lunatic drugged me, kidnapped me, tortured me, tried to kill me. No, no, I have to go.
John: You are looking for answers where there are no answers. This guy is a lunatic!
Evangeline: I've defended disturbed people before.
John: This is way beyond disturbed.
Evangeline: And I have always been able to look beyond the horror and make a case for them, John. Please. I need this.
John: Ok. But you stay in the car.
Evangeline: Ok. Ok.
Rex: I can't believe you're pulling this line on me, R.J. We both know that in spite of all the crap that's gone on in my life lately, I have still managed to keep this place going.
R.J.: Yeah, well, I'll be the judge of that.
Rex: No, you won't. Because I know how hard I've worked here, ok, and so does everybody else who's employed here. I also know that if you lose Ultra Violet the same way you lost Capricorn, you're not going to have anybody to blame but yourself.
R.J.: Why would you say I could lose Ultra Violet? You think you know something that I don't?
Man: Autobiographical? "The Killing Club"?
Hayes: Well, not entirely. Some of the material's been fictionalized.
Gerald: Apparently, Marcie Walsh actually planned those same murders herself in high school.
Man: I'm not sure I'd publicize that little tidbit if I were her.
Gerald: According to the press that I've read on her, she takes great pride in it. Anything to sell more books, I suppose.
Hayes: Marcie. How long you been standing there? Wait, come over. Come join us.
Marcie: Well, I --
Hugh: Now why would Ms. Walsh want to do that? Listen to you and your two smug friends gossip and pontificate and try to feel superior to everybody? You know, if being rude and condescending were currency, you three clowns would be billionaires.
Roxy: I didn't mean to fall apart on you, man.
Michael: Oh. I think you're entitled.
Roxy: All right. I got to get myself more positive because Natty is a fighter. Whatever this maniac's throwing at her, she's not going to take it lying down.
Michael: Absolutely not.
Roxy: Right. She's going to give him all kinds of crap, right? She's going to fight like hell to get back to us. I mean, she gave you a black eye once, didn't she?
Michael: Yes, she did.
Roxy: Right! So imagine what she's going to do to that guy!
Michael: Listen to me, Rox -- Natalie -- she's the toughest girl I've ever met in my entire life. I believe in her.
Roxy: You do? Really?
Michael: Sure I do. What?
Roxy: You tell me what.
Michael: Natalie and I are just friends.
Roxy: You sure about that?
Michael: All I said is that I believe in Natalie.
Roxy: It's not what you say, it's the way that you say it. You got a certain look in those brown eyes of yours. Hey, but that's cool. I understand. Because it's easy to fall for a girl like Natty.
Bo: Thanks for backing me up on this "Killing Club" thing. The mayor's going to flip when he finds out that I countermanded his suggestion to take John off the case.
Nora: Look, Natalie needs to be found, and John's clearly the man to do it.
Bo: Yeah, yeah. At least we can work together here and try to make a difference.
Nora: We all need something good to happen here, you know? Natalie needs to be found safe and this killer needs to be put behind bars, and I'll keep working until it happens, even if it means --
Bo: Working with me?
Nora: I didn't say that.
Bo: No, but, you know, there's every reason that we -- we really should be on opposite teams, but at least here, you know, we can focus on the job.
Nora: And on raising our son.
Bo: Yeah. Matthew. What a kid. Brings out the best in me.
Nora: Well, he brings out the best in both of us. If it weren't for him, well --
Bo: World War III?
Nora: Yeah, well, he is the most incredible kid in the universe.
Bo: You know, sometimes I wonder, think about what he's going to be when he grows up.
Nora: Well, he certainly knows his way around law enforcement.
Bo: No, but, you know, I wouldn't mind if he followed in your footsteps because he can already negotiate a later bedtime.
Nora: Oh, you should see him haggling with Marianne over the contents of his lunchbox.
Bo: There you go. He'd be a hell of a lawyer.
Nora: Yeah, but I've seen him on safety patrol. He'd make a great cop.
Bo: Doesn't really matter, though, as long as he has a good, strong sense of who he really is.
Nora: Hmm, self-worth. So important, so rare.
Bo: Yeah, you take John. You know, he has his inner demons, but he's sure one of the good guys.
Nora: He's not happy.
Bo: Yeah, what people are.
Nora: Well, that's true. Sometimes happiness seems so fleeting, you know? I think maybe you're only supposed to find happiness here, and then maybe a little later over here and --
Bo: Yeah, but I want more for Matthew.
Nora: Well, that's our job -- to help him grow into being a good, kind, happy guy.
Bo: Yeah. We can both give it a good shot.
Nora: Yeah. And in the meantime, hopefully we can keep this place safe and put this killer behind bars.
Bo: I hope John gets lucky tonight.
Nora: Amen to that.
Bo: Or there's going to be hell to pay.
John: Put your hands in the air! Let me see them! Let me see them!
Evangeline: John, no, no!
John: Get in the car!
Evangeline: Don't shoot, please! Please don't shoot.
Layla: My name is Layla Williamson and I did not do anything, whatever it is, I swear!
Evangeline: This isn't the killer. This is my sister.
Roxy: My Natty's got herself a doctor.
Michael: Roxy --
Roxy: Yeah, that's going to be swell.
Michael: Will you stop?
Roxy: Hey, maybe I could get a free boob job, huh?
Michael: Will you listen to me?
Roxy: I'm just joking. I like myself just the way that I am. Hey, I would never take advantage of you like that.
Michael: I am not interested in Natalie, ok -- not in that way.
Roxy: You know, you two were getting awful chummy lately.
Michael: Yes. I've seen a side of Natalie that I didn't know existed.
Roxy: She's something, isn't she? You know, life beats her down, but she gets up time after time. She gets up, she gets back on her feet, and she even has time to splash around in a puddle. There's no one quite like her, is there?
Michael: Yeah, you're right, she's a -- she's a very special girl. When I found out that she was missing, I went through all the things you're going through right now. I felt angry, I felt helpless. Then I started thinking about that right hook of hers, you know? Natalie puts her mind to something, she can be unbelievably strong.
Roxy: Spoken by a man who's impressed with a lot more than her right hook.
Michael: Boy, you are just not going to let this go, are you?
Roxy: I'm not, I'm not. See, I was wrong because I was pushing her towards Johnny, but I think I was pushing her towards the wrong Mc Bain.
Michael: You are going to listen to me right now, and you are going to listen good. Look at me, in my eyes. Now, I want you to absorb the words that are coming out of my mouth. Natalie is a wonderful girl, and I'd do anything for her, but I am still very much in love with Marcie.
Roxy: Then why aren't you with her right now?
Hayes: Yeah, this a private party, sir. If you could just --
Hugh: No, I will not leave. I happen to be a big fan of the mystery genre. I've read many of your books, Mr. Seers, as a matter of fact, as well as "The Killing Club." And from my perspective, Ms. Walsh has a written a cautionary tale about what can happen when young people make a mockery of murder. Unlike you and others here, Mr. Seers, who write about murder as mindless entertainment. But what do I know? Like I said, I'm just one of the millions of readers who put you all on the bestseller list.
Gerald: Why don't you write your own mystery novel then, Mr. Whoever you are? You can stick to what you're obviously very familiar with and you can have your killer bore people to death. I've had enough celebrating. Haven't you?
Man: Definitely. Ready to go?
Second man: I have been for a while, actually.
Hayes: Yeah, I'll walk you guys out.
Bo: Any word from lieutenant Mc Bain?
Woman: Not yet, commissioner.
Nora: I know you think John's too personally involved in this case, and you can hardly blame him.
Bo: No, I'm not blaming him. It's personal for me, too. But a cop has to stay objective.
Nora: And he will because he's a good cop, ok? But you know that, or you never would've sent Mc Bain out to make the bust.
Man: Sent him out? I told you I wanted Mc Bain off the case, commissioner.
Bo: Yes, sir, you did, and I understand why.
Man: Yet you saw fit to countermand my order?
Bo: Listen, lieutenant Mc Bain is my number-one detective.
Man: Yeah, he's number one in spending money. Between all this deep-cover work, the overtime spent on tails, this elite task force he's put together --
Bo: I know, but with all due respect, mayor, you don't have a clue what's going on out there in the field. Now, we've got a sick freak out there who right now who's playing games with cops and with the people we love. And there's not an officer in this department that's not connected to Natalie Vega or Evangeline Williamson. So, yes, I went against your orders, and I'm prepared for the repercussions. But if you want to pull Mc Bain off this case just because he's emotionally involved, you might as well shut down this entire department.
Layla: Some posse you've got there, sis. Your own personal swat team. I'm impressed.
John: Ok, fellows, that's it. Let's pack it up and move out.
Evangeline: I got this cryptic note earlier. It was shoved under my door. Oh, my God.
Layla: I wanted to surprise you.
Evangeline: That was from you, Layla? What were you thinking?
Layla: Wait. The creep who kidnapped you, that's who you thought the note was from? Vange, it never even occurred to me that you might think the kidnapper -- oh, my God, I totally screwed up.
Antonio: What the hell is going on here?
John: It's all right, Antonio.
Antonio: She's one of my employees. She do something wrong?
Evangeline: What, you got a job?
John: I'll tell you what, I'll explain everything to you inside. Let's give them a minute.
Evangeline: Thanks, John.
Layla: What was that all about?
Evangeline: What are you doing here, Layla?
Layla: I came to be with you, big sis. Your last few e-mails you didn't seem all that happy, so I decided to pack up and fly out here to bring some sunshine into your life.
Evangeline: Wait a minute -- you're not moving here, are you?
Layla: It's only temporary until I can get you back on the happy track.
Evangeline: Where are you going to stay?
Layla: I figured your place?
Layla: I thought that would be cool with you.
Evangeline: Yeah, normally, it would be, but right now I don't think it's the best idea.
Layla: Ok. Great. I drop everything in my life to come to my sister because she's just been through a horror movie, and then what do you do? You bring the whole National Guard down on me.
Evangeline: No, no, no, you don't. You're not going to go off on me after what you put me through tonight, ok? You scared me half to death, you're wasting these people's time and energy, and now you're going to play the victim here?
Layla: Play the victim? I came all this way because I could thought you could use some support right now, that I could cheer you up. You don't like that idea? Fine. I get enough rejections on the audition circuit, and I don't need it from you. So don't worry, I won't harsh on your little gig.
Evangeline: Harsh on my gig?
Evangeline: Hey, mom. I don't want to worry you or anything, but I just got a surprise visitor. Yeah, someone you will definitely want to hear about.
Evangeline: Who's there?
John: Yeah, well, hopefully, none of my team scared off your customers.
Antonio: No harm, no foul. Crowd didn't notice and it seems like everyone's safe.
John: That's good.
Layla: I am so sorry. I had no idea that a little note to my sister would cause all these problems.
John: Well, there's a serial killer out there, so from now on --
Layla: I'll be careful, promise.
John: Sorry if we frightened you.
Layla: Oh, you frightened me, all right. But the whole thing was kind of cute. I wish I had a guy to play the hero for me the way you did for my big sister.
John: Believe me, I'm no hero. I'll see you around.
Evangeline: Layla, it's not that I don't want you stay with me. It's the murders. You know what's been going on. The killer is targeting me specifically. Who's to say you won't be next? No way. No way. I have enough to worry about without having to look out for you, too.
Layla: Like I said, I came here to help you. I thought being here would be a good thing, not a burden.
Antonio: Had no idea she was your sister.
Evangeline: Yeah. Yeah, that's Layla. I am so excited that she's here, that she came to see me, but for her to come now? The timing of this, it's just all wrong.
Antonio: You two are close, huh?
Evangeline: Well, we haven't spent much time together over the past few years, and I would love to have the second chance to be close again. But with a killer targeting me, is it such a bad thing for me to want to keep her safe?
Antonio: Well, let's just say that if I had a second chance with Cristian, I'd make the most of it -- no matter how bad the timing was.
Rex: Look, I know zero about your private affairs, R.J., but as part owner of Ultra Violet, I'm entitled to know what happens to this club 100%.
R.J.: Look, when you get your ego in check, we will have this conversation.
Rex: You know, it doesn't take a financial genius to realize you're having money problems. Why else would it have been so easy for Antonio to steal Capricorn right out from under you?
R.J.: Listen, you self-pitying mogul wannabe, I'm sick of carrying you, all right? The only reason you are here is to make sure that the booze stay stocked and that the ladies show skin. So you leave the business end to people who can add, and you concentrate on what you do best, huh -- partying and posing.
Rex: You don't know what it's like to lose everything, R.J. but you will.
Hayes: Fun night, huh?
Marcie: It was a real blast. I wish I had a video so I could relive it over and over and over again.
Hayes: Hey, I'm sorry, Marcie. I just -- I wanted to show you a good night, and now --
Marcie: Now what? You think those writers, because they treated me like a criminal, I care? No, I'm -- I'm fine, Hayes. I'm peachy.
Hayes: Oh, Marcie, this is -- it's important. I've got to --
Marcie: Just go. Go, go back to your business.
Hayes: Are you going to be ok?
Marcie: Whatever! Whatever.
Hayes: You're still my star client, you know?
Marcie: Warms my heart.
Michael: We have been over this before, Roxy.
Roxy: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You and Marcie are going off in different directions. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Hey, man, I'm not buying it because when you dig somebody, you dig somebody. You don't let any of that other stuff get in the way.
Michael: You know what, I used to think so, too, but sometimes that "stuff" does get in the way, whether you let it or not. Happened to Marcie and me.
Roxy: Yeah, because you guys were the perfect couple.
Michael: Well, it was different when we first got together.
Roxy: You know why? Because Marcie used to be strong-willed and and she was stubborn and she was fierce and you never knew what to expect.
Michael: Yeah, I guess you're right, in a way.
Roxy: And that's the way Natty is -- the way Marcie used to be.
Michael: I am not interested in Natalie romantically. Give it up!
Roxy: I can't give it up because you're denying everything and you're feeling guilty about it! Ok, you know, it's ok to have lusty feelings about someone else even though you're in love with someone else, ok, because it's just human. So, you know, you can have all these lusty feelings. It's just what you do with them. And that's some other animal.
Mayor: One last chance, Mc Bain, that's what I'm giving you -- but I'm keeping a close eye on you.
Mayor: It's the commissioner you should be thanking.
John: Did you get the report?
Bo: Yeah. Darrow called it in. Something about a waitress?
John: Evangeline's sister.
Bo: You mean that she's the person that slipped that note under her sister's door?
John: Yeah, I would've read her the riot act, but, you know, she seemed liked she felt bad about it already. Hey -- I appreciate you going to bat for me with the mayor. You know, and what I said earlier, I should -- I'm sorry.
Bo: Ah. If anybody should apologize, it's me.
Jett: It's too sweet, don't you think?
Hugh: So you're going to be modeling for this company?
Jett: Why else would I wear their cheap perfume?
Marcie: Hey. Rex. What's going on?
Rex: Um -- well, let's see. Aside from my sister having been kidnapped by a maniac, my business partner just told me that he's ready to bail on me.
Rex: Unless, of course, I sell him out first.
Marcie: You know, I think you should have the rest of this.
Rex: Oh. Thanks.
Marcie: I think you need a little drinky right now.
Rex: I think you need a little out the doory door.
Marcie: No! No, I'm fine.
Rex: Yeah, really?
Rex: All right, Marcie. Story?
J.P.: That guy Hayes? Just left the building.
Marcie: Oh, good, because he's killing me. Oh, no, no, hey. I need this, thank you.
Michael: Well, I see where she gets it.
Roxy: Gets what?
Michael: The ability to turn the tables on somebody. I came over here to make you feel a little better, and somehow you managed to make the conversation about me. Natalie does that all the time. I guess she really is a chip off the old block.
Roxy: Hey, who you calling old, Mc Bain?
Michael: You know, in spite of all the lousy things that have gone on between me and your daughter, I'd let them all go if she walked through that door right now.
Roxy: She will, won't she?
Michael: Yeah. She will.
John: You don't have anything to apologize for, Bo.
Bo: Come on, sure I do. I'm telling you not to get emotionally involved in a case, and I know myself, you know, it's impossible. You can't separate yourself from this case any more than I could from Colson's case.
John: I don't know what to say. You know, it's just I -- well, it means a lot to me that -- oh, hell, you don't want to hear any of this.
Bo: I just want to hear that we've nailed this killer, you know, and we'd better do it soon before the mayor comes down on us again.
John: Yeah, he'd like nothing more than to run us through the wringer in the press again.
Bo: We are not going to be his scapegoat. We are going to catch this guy.
John: Damn straight.
Rex: Can you meet me at Ultra Violet?
Antonio: Something to do with R.J.?
Rex: A proposition.
Antonio: Well, give me an idea.
Rex: I helped you before because I wanted to stick it to R.J., let's just say I've developed a taste for it.
Antonio: I'm on my way.
Evangeline: Put the paper down.
Layla: Studio apartment, very cheap. So what if it has no windows.
Evangeline: You're staying with me.
Layla: No way.
Evangeline: I want you to. I mean it.
Layla: You said it wasn't a good time.
Evangeline: That's because I was upset about the note and I was worried about your safety. But on the other hand, you know, if we're together, we could look out for each other, right?
Evangeline: It'll be great. It'll be great. I mean it, I mean it.
Layla: Vange, it's going to be so much fun, just like when we were kid
Evangeline: Fair warning, though -- I'm not letting you out of my sight.
Layla: It is going to be like when we were younger, you bossing me around and everything.
Evangeline: Come on. Let's go home.
>> On the next "One Life to Live" --
Dr. Jamison: You have no idea what Jessica's done, do you?
Nash: What possessed you to think that you could show up here again?
Layla: What's the story with this, Vangie? Out of sight, out of mind?
Officer: There's a lady outside that wants to talk to you. She said she's seen Natalie Vega.
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