One Life to Live Transcript Thursday 7/28/05
Proofread by Brandi
Tess: Like food.
Nash: Mmm, yeah. There's a mystery to it that I just can't solve. It keeps me coming back.
Tess: You know, I think this wine is going to my head.
Nash: Oh, don't worry. A good wine won't give you a hangover.
Tess: Well, it's doing something.
Nash: Uh-oh. In vino veritas.
Tess: What does that mean?
Nash: It means "in wine there is truth."
Blair: Well, I say we end our super-duper shopping spree with some super-duper triple-dip ice cream cones. What do you think?
Starr: Hello -- fat, carbs, sugar?
Blair: Yeah? Well, you know what? I had a really great time today anyway.
Starr: I'm hot and tired.
Blair: Me, too. But I'm actually glad we got to spend some quality time together. It's been a long time. So, who's "Hunnybear"?
Blair: "Hunnybear." You know, the person that keeps instant-messaging you?
Starr: You've been reading my IMís? Thanks, mom. Don't you think you've ruined my life enough already?
John: Drop the gun!
Hayes: Kill Mc Bain!
Hayes: Shoot him!
John: Drop it!
Michael: No, no!
John: Nick, no!
Marcie: No! No! No. You killed him. You killed Michael.
Hayes: No, Marcie. You killed him. If you would've followed my instructions and killed Rex, Michael would still be alive. You made that choice. Now you have to live with the decision -- or die with it.
Bo: This is commissioner Buchanan. We have a shooting, man down. Send all available units --
Michael: We're losing him!
Bo: To the alley behind Rodi's bar.
John: Keep him alive, Mike. He can take us to Hayes Barber.
Bo: Send a bus. Paramedics are minutes out.
Michael: Breathe, you son of a bitch! Where's Marcie, huh? Where is she? Breathe, breathe. Don't you even think of dying on me!
Dorian: Kelly and Blair have gone home. Thank goodness they came over to help me pick out my shoes for the wedding because I never could've done it with just your help.
Dorian: They seem very pleased at my announcement that Viki is going to be my matron of honor.
Dorian: But you haven't said a word.
David: You can wear any pair of shoes that you like.
Dorian: I'm talking about Viki.
David: What does it matter what I think? It's a done deal, isn't it? Viki is probably planning your bachelorette party already. Are male strippers allowed at the country club now?
Dorian: If it were not for Viki's clever manipulation of me, we wouldn't be getting married at all.
David: Well, for that I am truly grateful.
Dorian: May I quote you?
David: Please, quote. Quote away.
Dorian: You said, "the day that Spencer is my best man is the day that Viki is your matron of honor." If that was a bluff, you're being called.
Tess: You know what? I could really see you here. Wandering through the grapes, nagging at them, telling them to hurry up and grow.
Nash: No. No, you can't rush a fine wine. Grapes need time to mature. It's why all the good wineries won't mass produce. You can't make a good wine with a rigid schedule.
Tess: I hope all your dreams come true someday.
Nash: What do you dream of, Tess?
Tess: Well, I don't. I live for the moment.
Nash: Oh, come on, you got to dream. What's the one thing that you'd die for, the one place you're always trying to get to?
Tess: Oh, what, the Emerald city? Heaven?
Nash: If you don't dream, what's the point?
Tess: The point of what?
Nash: Oh, the point of waking up, the point of struggling, the point of getting through the day. I mean, come on, Tess, I've asked you before. You always avoid the question. In vino veritas. What do you really want, Tess?
Tess: I want to stay here, forever.
John: Hey, listen --
John: Listen, you want to live? You want to live? Then tell me where Natalie is.
Bo: John, you're going to kill him.
John: Hey, listen to me!
John: Tell me where they are!
Michael: John, if he dies, Marcie and the others die with him.
John: Natalie and Marcie were supposed to be your friends. Why don't you help them?
Bo: Let go, John. Let him go.
John: Just a second. You tell me right now. You start talking, or I assure you, you are going straight to hell, pal.
Marcie: You're evil.
Hayes: I'm evil? Marcie, you wrote the book. I'm simply playing the little game that you invented.
Marcie: Maybe in your sick, twisted mind, this is a game, but the people that you murdered -- they're real!
Hayes: Marcie, you started it. Don't you remember, back in high school? Deciding who could live, who could die, who could be in your little club, who wasn't good enough?
Marcie: So because we didn't want you in our club, you decided to kill people? You are a freak! You were a freak then and you're a freak now.
Hayes: Marcie, I may be a freak, but now I'm a freak with my very own killing club, and you didn't pass the test.
Marcie: Well, that's because I am nothing like you.
Hayes: That's right, you're a failure.
Marcie: You're right. I have failed at many things my life. But the one thing I am not a failure in is being a human being. And you have failed in that. How could you -- how could you just take someone's life? How could you do that?
Hayes: It's surprisingly easy. Marcie, but somehow you -- you couldn't do it. You couldn't kill Rex. So now you have to be eliminated.
Marcie: You were never going to keep me alive.
Hayes: Oh, bravo. Marcie, bravo! You guessed my endgame. But, of course, why wouldn't you? You're the brilliant author, and I did everything by the book -- your book. Marcie, take credit for your contributions. You wrote a perfect how-to manual, explained everything in picture-perfect detail, told me what to do with all of the other victims! Right?
Hayes: The only problem --
Hayes: The only problem, Marcie, was that you didn't write your own death. But then again, how could you? You write from experience, and that's the one thing -- dying is the one thing that you haven't experienced yet. Forgive me -- I had to come up with that little scenario on my own. And I cannot wait till you see what I have in store for you. Waltz playing
Dorian: Call your brother, David, and ask him to stand up for you.
David: Dorian, if you knew anything at all about my brother, you'd know that he doesn't stand up for anyone except himself.
Dorian: Make the call.
David: What is this great need that you have to involve Spencer in every single thing that we do?
Dorian: This is going to be the most important day of our lives.
David: And you're going to be stuck sharing the limelight with your arch nemesis. Is that what you want? Do you really want to be up there at the altar on your day of all days standing next to Viki?
Dorian: I intend to be the star of my own wedding -- don't worry about that -- even if I have to dress Viki in sackcloth and ashes.
David: Even in sackcloth, Viki Davidson is not a supporting player. She enters a room, she turns heads.
Dorian: I have turned quite a few heads in my day.
David: You certainly turned mine. I want our wedding day to be the most important day of our lives.
Dorian: So do I, and that is what this is all about, sweetheart. You and me and our family and friends celebrating us.
David: Viki's not family. And it would be a colossal stretch to call her a friend.
Dorian: Yes, my relationship with Viki is rather complicated, as I am sure yours is with Spencer. But that's not the point. All right? We made a deal -- Spencer for Viki or Viki for Spencer.
David: I never said -- no, I --
Dorian: It was your idea, David!
David: It was a throwaway, kind of like "when hell freezes over" or "I promise to pay you back."
Dorian: I think it was a brilliant and practical idea. With all of Viki's alter personalities, we don't just get a matron of honor, we get a whole gaggle of bridesmaids.
David: You're trying to humor me.
Dorian: And you are trying to evade the issue. Uh-uh-uh. We've got to settle this, here and now.
Starr: You were spying on me?
Blair: Well, look, I apologize. I was not spying.
Starr: So you just happened to be reading my private emails?
Blair: No, Starr, you left your book down in the kitchen, I took it up to your bedroom, and I put it on your desk, and your computer just happened to be on.
Starr: The computer is always on.
Blair: All right. Well, I heard the message coming through, and I was just kind of curious, that's --
Starr: So you read it?
Blair: They just wanted to know if you were on the Internet. Thatís all.
Starr: I'm surprised you didn't answer and ask for his social security number or something.
Blair: Look, sweetie, after everything that happened last year -- I mean, going to New York, getting kidnapped, talking to that boy on the Internet --
Starr: His name was Travis, and he turned out ok.
Blair: Well, it could have turned out worse, all right? Look, I'm your mother, and it's my job to know what you're up to.
Starr: I'm not up to anything, mom. I have no life.
Blair: Sweetie, why are you overreacting like this?
Starr: I'm not overreacting! You don't understand. Hunnybear and q-t-pie and all the other kids in my class IM me to tell me what parties that I'm not invited to.
Blair: It's not going to be like this forever, I promise you.
Starr: It's already long enough. None of the kids will hang out with me because their parents are afraid that they're going to be kidnapped by some psycho like Margaret Cochran. I just wish you would send me to some boarding school so I would never have to see those kids ever again.
Blair: Come on, you don't mean that. And, you know, school is going to start. And when that starts --
Starr: I do mean it. I wish I was somewhere else, and I wish that I had different parents.
Todd: Has Jessica been in touch with you recently?
Rich: What does Jessica have to do with your estate management?
Todd: I'd like to set up a stock portfolio for her, and I'm thinking in the neighborhood of maybe half a million dollars. You could set that up for me, couldn't you?
Rich: Of course.
Todd: Good. So the cash is ready. All I need is Jessica to sign the papers. But unfortunately, we've lost touch.
Rich: Why don't you call your sister?
Todd: No, I don't want to involve Viki for a lot of reasons that don't really concern you. This is between my niece and me. But half a million dollars, you know?
Todd: It'd be quite a commission for you, wouldn't it?
Rich: It would be.
Todd: All right. So, all we need is Jessica. Have you talked to her or not?
Rich: Well, as a matter of fact, I have.
Tess: Wow. Speechless. That's a first for you, Nash.
Nash: Just a little surprised, that's all.
Tess: Well, relax, ok? I didn't mean that I wanted to stay here, literally. Yeah. I just meant that I want to stay in this life that life that I've built. I want to be free.
Nash: Free of what?
Tess: The life that I left behind.
Nash: Well, that doesn't sound so hard. No, seriously, come on. I mean, you're already here. Huh? It seems like you don't have to answer to anyone. It looks to me like you're free as a bird.
Tess: You have no idea.
Nash: Well, so tell me. What's stopping you? What's holding you back?
Tess: It's too long and boring, really.
Nash: Ah. Sounds to me like you're stuck between your old life and your new life, just like me.
Tess: I'm nothing like you, Nash.
Nash Uh-uh. You want to rethink that? You know, for what it's worth, it's easier when you know where you're going.
Tess: Like your vineyard?
Nash: Yeah. You know, maybe you need a vineyard of your own so you can stop trying to lead someone else's life.
Hayes: What's the matter Walsh? All the fight gone out of you? Oh, a stun gun is an amazing thing. I now call this meeting of the killing club to order. On the agenda today -- the imminent demise of Marcie Walsh and Rex Balsom. The question before the committee -- who shall we kill first, hmm? The floor is now open for debate. What's the matter? No one has an opinion? What? What? Oh. Why didn't I think of it? You're -- you're absolutely right. We don't have don't have to kill them one at a time. In fact, the name of this game is "two for the price of one." Walsh never really felt like it was quite up to her club's standards. But excuse me, Marcie. It's always been one of my favorites.
Rex: We're getting out of here, Marcie!
Dorian: What did he do to you?
David: He stole my jelly beans.
Dorian: We're going to be married soon. He's going to be family.
David: You're the only family that I want or need.
Dorian: Spencer is not just simply going to go away.
David: Yeah, well, a guy can dream, can't he?
Dorian: Honey, if you hadn't thrown down the gauntlet, I never would have asked Viki to be my matron of honor. But now that I have, you know, it -- it suddenly seems right. Because Viki and I have gone through some of the most horrible things in our lives together. We've survived enormous catastrophes together.
David: So you think that our wedding is going to be catastrophic?
Dorian: Not at all. Because I think -- I think Blair's right. You are my soul mate. And in a different way, so is Viki.
David: That started out nice and ended weird.
Dorian: If I can put my issues with Viki aside for the sake of our wedding, why can't you do the same with Spencer?
David: I can't. I just can't. Look, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm sorry that Spencer came back into my life. I want as little as possible to do with him, and I am certainly not going to invite the guy to stand next to me on the most important day of my life.
Dorian: Fine, then I will.
Tess: You know what? You're right. I have been living someone else's life. You know, there's this picture of what I want, and then there's what there really is.
Nash: Is that what you're running away from?
Tess: You know, I've finally figured out that you can't run away. You just can't get far enough. I need to get stronger so I can finally let go of the old me.
Nash: You know, maybe there's a reason you're holding on to that life, whatever it is.
Tess: Well, you know what? There was -- until now. But I finally believe that I could be that other person. I can have my own dreams.
Nash: What are you doing?
Tess: I am getting started.
Tess: No time like the present, right?
Nash: Hey --
Tess: Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to help me?
John: Come on, start talking!
Bo: John, that's enough.
John: Start talking!
Bo: John, let him go, come on.
John: He's coming to, Bo.
Michael: John, he's in shock. Going after him like that could kill him.
Bo: We need Nick alive to find the hostages in time.
John: Where's that damn ambulance?
Bo: They're coming, they're coming. Just take it easy, ok?
John: It might be too late.
Bo: He'll talk.
Paramedic: You have a shooting victim?
Michael: Yeah, right over here. Come on. I'm a doctor at Llanview hospital. He arrested. I gave him C.P.R. I need fluids in him stat. Come on, run an I.V.
John: Oh, you're killing me, guys. We need this guy talking now!
Paramedic: Give me room to work, lieutenant.
Bo: All right, John, just -- look, this victim is holding three people hostage. Now, if there's a way, we need him talking. We need him conscious, just for a few minutes.
Paramedic: Do you want him to make it?
John: I don't really care, as long as he tells us what we need to know.
Michael: Do you have any ammonium nitrate?
Paramedic: It's not in my protocol.
Michael: Do you have it? Put pressure on this wound. Nick? Nick? Can you hear me, Nick? He's coming to.
Nick: Hayes --
John: Hayes -- where is he? Where's Hayes Barber?
Marcie: Rex, hurry up.
Rex: Marcie, just hang on. It's going to be ok.
Marcie: Hurry up, please. Just get me untied. Untie my hands.
Rex: All right, just one more second, one more second. Ok.
Rex: All right.
Marcie: Ok, go, go, go. Find Natalie. No, just go find Natalie!
Rex: You sure, huh?
Marcie: Yes, just go find her. Please, don't -- don't worry about me! Rex, what if we can't find her?
Rex: One more second. One second.
Marcie: Rex, what if we can't -- Rex, look out!
Hayes: What's the matter, Walsh? Don't you want to stick around to see how the story ends?
Hayes: Several hundred pounds of sandbags attached to a slow-release gearbox. When I pull the lock on the gearbox, the sandbags will act as a counterweight. And as they begin to drop slowly, painfully slowly, the two of you will go up, up, up, up, up, up. And with every inch that you rise, the rope around your little necks will tighten, tighten, tighten until -- oh, well, you get the picture. Two for the price of one. Top that, Walsh. Well, I hereby call this, the final meeting of the killing club, to a close. I think our work here is done.
Bo: Nick? Nick, can you understand me? Was that Barber on the phone?
Nick: He wanted me to kill --
Bo: All right, we know. Where is he? Look, I know you're scared right now. We're going to get you to the hospital as soon as you help us.
Michael: Marcie's out there with that lunatic. Nick, she was good to you. I know you don't want to hurt her.
Bo: It's going to go easier on you if you cooperate.
John: What, you want three more lives on your hands?
Nick: I didn't want to kill anybody.
Bo: Well, then help us stop it.
John: Tell us where he is.
Nick: A warehouse past the train yards. He's turned it into a theater.
John: You got this?
Bo: Yeah, yeah. This is commissioner Buchanan. We need backup out at the rail yards, old warehouse. I don't want any sirens, no lights. You keep your distance. You don't do anything unless you have a direct order from me or lieutenant Mc Bain.
Michael: Nick, you better hope they find Marcie alive, or I swear to God I'll kill you myself.
Todd: When did you talk to Jessica?
Rich: Earlier today. We met here, as a matter of fact.
Todd: Does she need money?
Rich: Mr. Manning, you know I can't discuss my client's personal affairs with you.
Todd: I'll take that as a yes. It's ok, you don't need to say anything. I appreciate your discretion, but as far as I'm concerned, the timing couldn't be better. So why don't we do this. Why don't we call Jessica right now and have her come over immediately so we can sign the papers.
Rich: I have no way of getting in touch with her. She didn't leave a number.
Rich: She said she'd contact me. To tell you the truth, I expected to hear from her by now.
Todd: Ok. When you do hear from her, call me immediately, but don't tell her we've talked. I want to surprise her.
Tess: Did you see that guy's face when my camisole landed on his head?
Nash: Oh, he thought it was a gift from the Gods.
Tess: Ok, Nash. What's your story?
Nash: No story. I am an open book.
Tess: Really? Well, you said before that you were caught between two worlds. I know the one that you want, the one with vineyards and fine wines and barrels of money.
Tess: Where'd you come from?
Nash: Tess --
Tess: Oh, come on. You asked me all of these questions. Now it's my turn. What did you leave behind to get to where you are today?
Nash: I don't think about the past. It's over.
Tess: Well, you've got to be holding on to something.
Nash: Maybe I'm just better at letting go of things than you are. All right? Hey, you know, while I appreciate the symbolism here, looks like you're going to need a new wardrobe. Hope you can afford it.
Tess: Ok, Jessica. I need you to do one more little thing for me before we say goodbye forever.
Dorian: No, no, that's fine. I'll call back. Thank you. He's in surgery. You have a reprieve.
David: Don't you think it's just a little weird that you are asking my brother to be my best man?
Dorian: Don't you think it's a little weird that you're not keeping your end of the bargain? Honey, our wedding is going to be so fabulous, nobody could spoil it. Hmm?
David: You have no idea.
David: When the going gets tough, the tough get eating. Ah! Damn! Even comfort food has an opinion. Hey.
David: I got to warn you -- if you're going to have some of this, it's got an agenda all its own. Bad day?
Adriana: The killing club killer has Rex.
David: Oh, that's terrible. Who's Rex?
Adriana: Rex Balsom? Roxy's son, Natalie's brother?
David: Oh. Well, I certainly hope he looks good in a cheerleader's outfit.
Adriana: It's not funny. Rex's life is in danger. How could you joke about that? He could die.
David: You're right, I'm sorry. It's Gallows humor. It just seems everything around here lately seems so medieval -- crossbows, burnings at the stake, boiling people in oil. What's next, thumbscrews?
Adriana: Could we just not talk, please?
David: My brother being part of my wedding party?
Adriana: You know, I'm not hungry.
David: Hey, wait. Come here, come here. Iím sorry. Offensiveness is just my natural way. I got an idea. You need the industrial-strength size. Sit down.
Adriana: I'm really not hungry, David.
David: Come on, I can't eat by myself. It leads to disorders. Thanks. So you know this guy, huh? I don't blame you for being so upset.
Adriana: He's a really great person. And he's been through so much lately. He was in love with Jen Rappaport.
David: Oh, yeah?
Adriana: Yeah, and Natalie's been missing for days and -- and now this.
David: Well, the police are on it, right? They'll find him.
Adriana: What if they don't? What if he's just like those other kids -- Hudson, Julie? What if Rex doesn't come back?
Blair: Look, kids can be cruel. And I know it's partially my fault because I always freak out when I think I see Margaret.
Starr: You seriously still see her?
Blair: No, I haven't seen her in a long time, sweetie. But I thought things were getting back to normal, and I swear I didn't realize you were still upset.
Starr: Kids were just starting to like me and then I became an outcast again. I guess I should be used to it.
Blair: I wish that I could hold you, give you kisses, and make it all better like I used to when you were little.
Starr: But you can't.
Blair: Margaret is gone. She is gone, she is out of our lives, Starr. And all those awful things that she did to us -- you know, it made us stronger.
Starr: I just wish none of it ever happened.
Blair: Me, too. Me, too. But we're a family now, and your dad and I are closer than we've ever been. Nothing -- I promise you, nothing is going to tear this family apart, ok?
Starr: Then maybe I should just stay home with you till I go to college.
Blair: Oh, I think that's the smartest thing you've said all day. I would love that. But what I would love more is for you to stand up with your head held high and you show those people who you really are. That'll make them feel like worms.
Starr: You think?
Blair: Oh, I know it. You really wish you had different parents because I really think that you got the best of both of us.
Blair: Are you kidding me? You're beautiful, you're smart, you're so funny, and you're fearless.
Blair: You are the bravest, the most brave little girl I know. And you are very, very special. And I am so proud to be your mother.
Starr: Don't ever read my IMís again.
Blair: Oh, I promise, I promise.
Starr: Can I have money?
Blair: What for?
Starr: I want to buy an ice cream cone.
Blair: Ok. Take it all. "I hate you, mom, but can you give me $20?"
Rex: Marcie, how are you doing?
Marcie: Rex, I don't think I can hold on much longer.
Marcie: Oh, my God. One more inch. I'm --
Rex: Marcie? Marcie!
Dorian: Adriana, what is it? Sweetheart, tell me.
Adriana: Nothing. Iím fine.
Dorian: Come on, honey. What happened?
David: She's got ways of making people tell the truth.
Adriana: The killing club killer kidnapped Rex.
Dorian: Another kidnapping? What is the Llanview Police Department doing?
Adriana: Well, they're looking for him, but they don't even have any leads. They wouldn't even know he was missing if I hadn't found his watch outside of Rodi's. And Evangeline found this bandanna that smells like chloroform or sleeping gas or something. And I was just talking to him. He was so sad about losing Jen. He was crazy about her, but he was talking about moving on, you know, making something of himself. I mean, up until Jen died, he was sort of a bad boy, you know.
Dorian: Oh, I know that well.
Adriana: But underneath it all, he 's this really great guy. And the thing that kills me is he's been through so much and he's finally making changes and -- I mean, if he dies, mom, what a waste that would be. It's not fair.
Dorian: Life isn't fair. I wish I could say otherwise.
Adriana: I know. I mean, my life hasn't been perfect either, but it's finally good. And I have the two of you and Duke.
Adriana: I love my life now. I wouldn't want to change a single thing. And if anyone tried to take it away from me, I would just fight with everything I have to stay alive.
Dorian: Well, if there's one thing I know to be true, rex knows how to save his own skin.
Adriana: Yeah. I guess you're right.
David: As usual, for the most part.
Adriana: You know, I want to go to bed. Is it ok if I don't clean up?
Dorian: Oh, don't worry about that. I'll clean up for you.
Adriana: Ok. Good night, mom.
Dorian: Oh, sweetheart.
Adriana: David, thanks.
David: You're welcome. Well done.
Dorian: Since when did she become such a good friend of Rex Balsom's?
Starr: Here. I got chocolate because it's supposed to make you feel better.
Blair: Thank you, sweetie.
Starr: What's wrong?
Blair: Oh, nothing. I'm just -- I'm feeling a little sentimental about you getting older, that's all.
Adriana: Doesn't feel like it to me.
Blair: Well, we should probably get all of our loot home. What do you say?
Blair: Here's your purse.
Starr: Thank you.
Blair: You want to hold the ice cream, and I'll grab the bags.
Blair: Well, I had a great day today with you, sweetie. I really did, and -- do you really wish that you had different parents?
Starr: No, I just wish we had different lives.
Blair: Well, we're going to be ok. We just can't let our imaginations run away with us. We're going to be ok.
Rich: Excuse me. Hello.
Tess: Rich. Hi.
Tess: I thought we were going to arrange to meet for me to get a hold of some additional funds.
Rich: It's all been arranged. I can meet with you tomorrow morning if you'd like.
Todd: No, no, no, no. It has to be tonight. I'm leaving.
Rich: Actually, if you have time right now, we could meet --
Tess: Oh, absolutely. Where?
Rich: I'm at the restaurant where we met earlier, and I have a feeling you're going to be very happy about what I've turned up for you. She'll be right over.
Paramedic: I've got a G.S.W., arrested once in the field, pressure's dropping.
Michael: Hold up a minute, hold up a minute.
Nick: I need to tell you something.
Bo: We're listening.
Nick: She's --
Michael: Who? Natalie? Marcie?
Nick: She's dead.
Michael: He's going into cardiac arrest. Starting C.P.R. get me a trauma unit!
John: Here. Stand on this.
Rex: No, it's a trip release. It'll only get tighter.
John: Cut the ropes on those sandbags before we lose them.
Officer: They're cabled, lieutenant.
John: All right. See if you can lift them.
Rex: It's over 300 pounds, John.
John: All right, forget it. Grab on to them. You got them?
John: Marcie? Marcie? Marcie, hey. Rex, listen to me. Listen to me -- where's Natalie? Where's Barber?
On the next "One Life to Live" --
Blair: I want to know what you've done to make Margaret Cochran disappear.
Layla: From the moment we met, I knew you were the man I could fall in love with.
Tess: There's somebody here that I don't want to see. You got to keep that guy away from me.
John: Tell me where she is. Where's Natalie?
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