One Life to Live Transcript Friday 10/14/05
Proofread by Brandi
Bo: What's taking so long on that DNA sample?
Officer: They're on it. What are we looking for, sir?
Bo: My guess is that we may have a sample of e killer's blood. Now, I want you to tell forensics I don't want the results tomorrow, ok? I want them now.
Bo: Ok, thanks.
Bo: What's this, Balsom?
Rex: I was poking around down by the lake. This dude saw a pregnant woman there last month.
Man: Yeah, I get down to the lake about twice a week this time of year, or at least when the bass are biting, and, brother, they are hitting this season. Last week, I caught me a 4 1/2 pounder. You should have seen that thing --
Bo: Yeah, that's great, that -- that's great, but this woman -- did you notice anything specific about her?
Man: Well, she was with some guy.
Blair: Is something wrong?
Todd: What's up?
Viki: Actually, I'm -- I'm sick to my stomach. I just got off of the phone with the editor at "The Banner." Someone has found a dead woman and her unborn child at the lake. Apparently, this woman was murdered.
Blair: Yeah, we heard. It's horrible.
Todd: Yeah, "The Sun's" running the story, too.
Blair: She didn't have an ID on her, and no one filed a missing person's report, so hopefully someone will find out who she is.
Viki: Well, I think someone already knows who she is.
Evangeline: Sorry if I'm interrupting.
Natalie: I'll bet.
Evangeline: I need to talk to you, John.
John: Is there any chance we could do this in the morning?
Evangeline: I think morning may be too late.
Carlo: Maybe you should have borrowed a book on physical fitness. The library cart means we're to use our library voices. I understand. Well, I'm sorry to bother you, but it's time to return the law book. We wouldn't want any overdue fines, now, would we?
Carlo: Oh, I trust you found it stimulating reading, hmm?
Guard: Ok, Hesser, time for a book check. Wouldn't want any of our guests slipping messages out.
Carlo: Oh, I can't imagine Mr. Doe doing such a thing. On the subject of dough, you'll be receiving an envelope full of it if you take care of him tonight. More money than you make in a year.
John: Hey, would you mind giving us a minute?
Natalie: Yeah, actually, I would mind. We have a hard enough time getting time alone together, and when we finally do, you show up with something that just can't wait again.
John: Is this about the case we're working?
Natalie: Hmm. I work at the police station, too. I'm just trying to think, is there any open cases that would require the two of you to have these private little huddles? No, I don't think there is.
John: Take it easy, Natalie.
Natalie: No. No, I think I have a right to try to understand this. I mean, you're a cop, she's a defense attorney -- opposite sides of the law. What possible reason could you have to -- this is about that freak trying to pretend he's Cristian, isn't it? John, you're -- you're not helping her get him out of prison, are you?
Marcie: What's the matter with you?
Hugh: That really hurt.
Marcie: It was a tiny little blood test.
Hugh: Well, maybe for you. You didn't have Helga the man-eating nurse pricking you.
Marcie: Let me see it. Hey.
Michael: Well, what a pleasant surprise.
Marcie: You don't want our blood?
Michael: Of course I want your blood. It's what a blood drive's all about, isn't it, Marcie? Giving back to the community. Are you -- are you sure you got anything left to give? That looks like quite a laceration you got there, champ.
Marcie: Cute, Michael. Very cute.
Hugh: Are you the only --
Michael: Doctor here? Yes.
Hugh: Can't she do it? She can take it, right?
Michael: Yeah, yeah, she could take it, but she's on a break right now.
Hugh: Then I'll wait. Ladies first.
Michael: Very manly of you.
Marcie: It's fine completely. I'll go first. I don't mind.
Hugh: Ok. Well, I don't really need or want to see this, so I'm just going to wait over there.
Michael: It's very nice of you to do this.
Marcie: No, it's -- it's not a big deal. You know, I'm just donating a pint of blood. You're the one who's donating his entire day.
Michael: Ok. Make a fist for me.
Michael: So, I see that you've been doing some writing, your website's getting a lot of hits.
Marcie: You've been reading my blog?
Michael: Well, I was on the web and -- this is going to hurt a little bit, ok?
Marcie: Oh, ok, as long as I don't see the needle -- it makes me sick.
Michael: I -- I sort of stumbled on to it.
Marcie: Well, you know, it feels good to be writing again. You know, I just -- I guess I just needed a little encouragement, that's all.
Michael: From Hugh?
Marcie: Um --
Michael: Relax your fist.
Marcie: No, from -- from everybody who's been visiting the site. I've gotten some really great emails and some nice comments.
Michael: Relax your fist, Marcie.
Marcie: Oh. Sorry.
Michael: Clench and relax. It'll be about 10 minutes.
Michael: Can I give you a hand here?
Nurse: Oh, I'm ok.
Michael: You know, you've been working so hard today, I really think you deserve a break.
Hugh: She -- she said she was ok.
Michael: Have a seat, Hugh Hughes.
Hugh: You can call me "Hugh" or "Mr. Hughes."
Michael: Ok. Mr. Hughes. You can call me "Dr. Mc Bain." Have a seat.
Hugh: I'd really rather not.
Michael: I'm a doctor, Mr. Hughes, not a butcher. Sit.
Bo: Well, thank you very much for your help, Balsom. Could you excuse us? Come on in, please.
Bo: I really do appreciate you taking the time to come by and talk to us.
Rex: Ow. That's the thanks I get?
Officer: Something I can do for you?
Rex: Yeah, get me an ice pack, and while you're at it, tell the mayor to get me a key to the city. I just brought an eyewitness on the floater case.
Bo: This man and this pregnant woman that you saw up there at the lake -- do you remember what day that was?
Man: Day? Shoot, I can pretty near tell you the exact time.
Bo: How could you do something like that?
Man: Got me a fisherman's log. I remember it because it's the same exact day I caught my three-pound small-mouth. Ooh, you should have seen her. Whoo, she was a good one. About -- about that big.
Bo: Yeah, I bet, that's impressive, but this -- the man and the woman -- what day?
Man: September 19.
Bo: Can you describe the woman?
Man: Well, she was -- she was sort of pregnant, I think?
Bo: Yeah, yeah, I know you said that before, but what did she look like?
Man: Well, she was sort of behind the fellow. You know, I couldn't really see her. She was sort of in the shadows, but I do remember she had longish hair.
Bo: Ah. The man?
Man: Well, I asked him if he had any matches. He said he didn't have any.
Bo: Did you get a good look at him?
Man: Oh, you betcha. Oh, yes, I did. I got a real good look.
Blair: You mean whoever murdered this woman knew her? Not just someone random?
Viki: Yes, that's exactly what I mean.
Blair: God, what kind of horrible monster would do that to a little innocent baby, a baby that hasn't even had a chance to live, to grow up, to learn?
Todd: I really don't wan to talk about this right now.
Blair: I didn't realize it was affecting you so much, Todd.
Todd: Yeah, things change really fast. I just can't stop thinking about you and Starr and Jack, and I don't want to take things for granted anymore, because things change. Lives can be turned upside down in an instant, forever.
Viki: Blair, I'm sorry, but would you mind terribly getting me a glass of water? I -- I need to take my medicine.
Blair: Sure, Viki.
Viki: Thank you. Todd, I am so upset about this, this "floater case," as the media are so compassionately calling it. Now, they say this woman was in her early to mid 30s and she was about 31 weeks pregnant. Do you think the dead woman is Margaret Cochran? Or do you know that it's her?
Todd: I don't want to talk about Margaret.
Viki: Well, you must have considered the thought.
Todd: The only thought I'm considering is my family's safety. I'm not going to live in fear anymore.
Viki: Why now, all of a sudden, are you not in fear anymore when, not so long ago, you were scared to death of Margaret?
Blair: Here you go, Viki.
Viki: Thank you so much, Blair.
Viki: Thank you.
Todd: That's my city editor. I got to take it.
Blair: Todd is hiding something from me, and you know what it is.
Viki: Oh, Blair –
Blair: No, don't "Blair" me. Every time I bring up the subject of Margaret, Todd changes it.
Viki: You just have to give him time.
Blair: That's exactly what I have been doing. I've been taking your advice, but he's not close to telling me what it is. He's further than he was before. And you know what? I'm losing my patience here, Viki.
Viki: He will tell you.
Blair: All the lies and the secrets that have been between Todd and I in the past have kept us apart and they keep breaking us apart, and if you are in on a secret with Todd, then you're going to be part of the blame of breaking us up again this time, and this time it'll be permanent.
Denton: Yeah, I'm down here at the station house surrounded by Llanview's finest.
Todd: And what's going on there?
Denton: I've been listening and lurking and I'm to trying to get the know on the floater.
Denton: And they got a guy in here that says he saw stuff. Yeah, I'm going to hang around here and see what the -- Jeff -- see what the cops are getting out of this guy. Late.
Bo: Did this man that you saw at the lake do anything that seed unusual?
Man: Negatory, sir. I asked him for some matches, he said no, and then I was on my way. But, you know, I did get a feeling, though, that he and the misses were having a bit of a quarrel. Just a gut thing, you know, but I didn't see anything specific.
Bo: Do you think you could describe this man to one of our sketch artists?
Man: Oh, heck, yeah. There was something about him, like I'd seem him or I'd seen his face somewhere. Yeah.
John: Would you excuse us for a minute?
Evangeline: We don't have a lot of time.
John: I understand.
Natalie: John, what's going on? You said this man was never getting out of prison.
John: Do you trust me?
John: Yeah? Then believe me when I tell you I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't have to be. If Evangeline says it's urgent, it's urgent.
Natalie: Ok. I guess before she starts blabbing that attorney-client privilege stuff, I'm going to step back.
Natalie: And you just tell that criminal -- whoever he is -- that if he comes between us again he's going to have to deal with me.
John: I'll do that.
John: Ok. What's the emergency?
Evangeline: Cristian's theory about Carlo Hesser.
John: That Hesser was behind the brainwashing?
Evangeline: Yeah. Cristian was right.
John: Ok. Assuming for one minute that this tall tale is true -- and, believe me, it's a whopper -- what do you expect me to do with that information?
Evangeline: I need your help, John. We have to get Cristian out of there and we have to do it soon or he's going to be dead.
Guard: Got a playmate for you, Doe.
Hugh: What are you doing? Agh.
Michael: I'm trying to find a vein. You have what's referred to as rolling veins.
Hugh: Well, I don't want you to keep looking for something you may never find, so you can --
Michael: Trust me, I'll find one.
Hugh: I mean, you could have stabbed three or four other donors by now, so -- ow! Take it easy.
Hugh: Why'd you pull it out?
Michael: Oh, it wasn't quite in there.
Hugh: You stabbed me with that thing for nothing?
Michael: Well, sometimes it takes --
Hugh: Ah --
Michael: A couple of tries. Oh, man, your veins are playing hide-and-seek with me, buddy.
Hugh: You know what? I'm glad we had this little bonding experience, but my veins and I are going to go back to my office.
Michael: Ah -- come on. You came here to perform a civic duty. Now, what kind of doctor would I be if I didn't afford you the opportunity to give back to your community and help others? It's going to be a lot harder if you don't stop moving around, and I'd hate to stab you in the eye.
Hugh: I'll give you one more. Go.
Michael: Ok. That's got it.
Michael: I'm really glad you came, buddy.
Hugh: Yeah, I bet you are.
Michael: How we doing over here?
Marcie: You really enjoyed that, didn't you?
Michael: I don't know what you're talking about.
Marcie: You completely went after Hugh. It's so obvious that you hate him.
Michael: I do not -- I do not hate him, ok? I just don't really care for his type of personality.
Marcie: Hmm, and what type of personality would that be?
Michael: Oh, the type of person who uses a blood drive to hit on women. Look at him.
Marcie: He's doing exactly what you were doing when we first came in. He's letting nurse Barbie doll fawn all over him.
Michael: Sounds like that bothered you.
Marcie: You wish.
Natalie: You're giving blood?
Rex: Yeah, all the guys at the station are.
Natalie: So, what, are you now one of the guys at the station?
Rex: No. I was just hanging out there. They were talking about it, I figured, why not?
Rex: What, you saying I want to be a cop?
Natalie: Uncle Bo seems to think so.
Rex: Really? Huh. Yeah, I've helped them a couple times. You know that. Besides, I've got my hands full with Ultra Violet and -- hey. Aren't you hanging with Johnny boy tonight?
Natalie: I was.
Rex: Let me guess -- Evangeline.
Natalie: Yeah, she had some sort of emergency.
Rex: Right. And I want to be a cop. You know, she's trying to break you two up.
Natalie: No, I think it's something -- something else, something more than that, and I'm really starting to worry.
Evangeline: Cristian was brainwashed to kill Tico Santi.
John: Now you know I'm just a lowly cop. I'm not too sure about all this brainwashing stuff.
Evangeline: It's mind control, John. It's not as far-fetched as you think.
John: I don't know about that. All right, what you makes you think Hesser did it?
Evangeline: Hesser cornered him. He tried to use some sort of posthypnotic suggestion to evoke a response. Cristian was able to resist him somehow.
John: Maybe Hesser's just playing with Cris' head, you know, trying to freak him out. I don't know.
Evangeline: You think he's lying? Look, an appeal could take months and we don't have the luxury of time.
John: Where'd you get this information?
John: Oh, of course.
Evangeline: You think he's making it up? Really?
John: Brainwashed or not, this guy committed murder, so let's just slow down, all right? Is there any -- any witnesses? Is there any proof at all?
Evangeline: Are you so determined to have Natalie all to yourself that you would rather let Cristian be killed by Carlo Hesser than try to help save his life?
Denton: Hey, Jeff. What do you say to Donovan Mc Nabb, T.O., and the Eagles this week?
Jeff: They're playing the chargers. I hate the chargers.
Denton: And what would you say to a guy who had two tickets on the 50-yard line five rows up?
Jeff: I'd say you're a lucky man.
Denton: Yeah? You give an exclusive to "The Sun" and those tickets are yours, pally.
Jeff: Exclusive about what?
Denton: The broad and the baby that were yanked out of the lake.
Woman: Commissioner Buchanan called for an artist?
Bo: Cynthia, come in. This is Mr. Moore. Apparently, he got a pretty good look at the suspect in our lake murder.
Cynthia: Let's see what we can come with, then.
Mr. Moore: Well, I'm ready. Ahem.
Cynthia: Let's start with a general description.
Mr. Moore: Well, let's see. He was about -- about six feet, slight build, about 170 pounds, brownish hair, and light complexion.
Cynthia: Shape of his face?
Mr. Moore: Kind of thin -- little bit thinner than that, though -- and -- and pale eyes, yep.
Viki: Blair, it's not up to me, ok? It has to be Todd's decision to tell you whatever he's keeping from you.
Blair: I know he's trying to protect me and the kids --
Blair: But, Viki, come on. How can he protect us if he doesn't arm us with the truth? That's the only way that we're going to be prepared.
Viki: I agree with you.
Blair: Well, then talk to him. He listens to you. He does exactly what you tell him to do. Tell him to talk to me, please. I'm going to go check on our children.
Viki: Is Margaret the woman in the lake?
Todd: Well, they haven't ID'd the body yet. Stop mentioning Margaret to Blair.
Viki: She deserves to know the truth. You are only hurting her with all these secrets.
Todd: She's going to hurt a lot more if she finds out Margaret's pregnant with my child.
Viki: Todd, you told me that you did something to Margaret. Now, the dead woman and the baby -- is that what you did?
Viki: What did you do?
Todd: What do you think I did?
Viki: No. No, it's just not in you. I mean, I know you hate Margaret.
Todd: Yeah, that's no secret.
Viki: Well, she's nearly ruined your life.
Todd: 10 times.
Viki: And I know that you would do anything to protect your family.
Todd: That's right.
Viki: And I expect you could even come up with a half-convincing argument for killing Margaret. But not a baby. I don't believe you would kill a child. I won't believe it.
Blair: Am I interrupting?
Viki: No, no, Blair. I'm actually leaving. For God's sakes, talk to her. She deserves to know the truth.
Blair: Well? I guess you want to head down to "The Sun" so you can supervise the story.
Todd: Yeah, I probably should. I'll be right back.
Blair: You are so hiding something, Todd Manning. And I guess I'm just going to have to uncover it myself.
Hugh: This is my first time giving blood.
Marcie: No. You seem like such a veteran.
Hugh: Well, I never would have done it if you hadn't goad me into it. I'm really glad I'm here. Thanks.
Marcie: Well, I'm really glad that you goaded me into blogging.
Hugh: Well, it's a great website. I think you found your calling.
Marcie: And I think that you give blood better than anyone else I know.
Hugh: And I --
Michael: Well, I hate to break up this meeting of the mutual admiration society, but you're done.
Hugh: Of course I'm done. Agh -- thanks.
Michael: Yeah. Here. You'll want to --
Hugh: Oh --
Michael: Keep pressure on that, ok, buddy?
Michael: You did great.
Hugh: Yeah, thanks.
Michael: Really great.
Hugh: Great bedside manner.
Marcie: I'm -- I'm sorry about that.
Hugh: It's not your fault.
Marcie: How you feeling?
Hugh: Never better.
Hugh: Never better. I --
Hugh: I did my good deed and helped someone in need and I'm a pint of blood lighter.
Marcie: Oh, no, no! Hugh? Hugh?
Rex: Ha. You know, you should be worried Evangeline is swooping in on your hombre.
Natalie: Well, they won't tell me what it is, t they say they're working on a case together.
Rex: No doubt -- a case of the hots.
Natalie: You know what? John -- John said he was just going to be a few minutes. I think I'm going to go check on --
Rex: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, let him sit around and think about you for a while. Hold off on giving him the candy so fast. Make him crave it first.
Natalie: You know, part of me agrees with you, but another part of me wants to get up there and beat the crap out of that little skinny and demand some answers.
Natalie: I just have a really bad feeling about this.
Rex: Good instincts.
Natalie: No, I'm talking about the case that they're working on.
Rex: That they say they're working on.
Natalie: Seriously, Rex. I mean, they're acting like -- like paranoid, you know, like something's really dangerous.
Rex: All right, well, you don't think that John could get, like, you know, dead?
Natalie: Not even I am that unlucky.
Rex: Sorry, Natty.
Natalie: I just -- I don't want to go there. You know, I've spent most of my life worrying about things that 99% of the time never happen, and I don't want to do that anymore. Now that I'm with John, I won’t let anything break us up.
John: That's a lot of crap. I want justice as much as you do. You know that.
Evangeline: Do I?
John: Then why come to me at all, huh? Hey, look, if we're going to do this, we're going to do it right, and no court's going to do anything without having some evidence. All right, even if what Cris is saying is absolutely true, who's going to believe us, huh? The warden? He's going to think of some sort of legal scam to get Cris moved out of maximum security.
John: No, I know this guy. There's no "maybe about it.” Did Cris mention anything else?
Evangeline: He just said that he couldn't trust anyone in there, not the inmates, not even the guards. I didn't think that you'd want to get any more involved with him, but I was hoping that you could look beyond your relationship with his wife and do the right thing.
John: Don't say that to me again. The world's so upside down right now, I'm not sure what the right thing is anymore.
Evangeline: Won't you even flirt with the idea that Hesser is capable of brainwashing and murder?
John: Anything's possible. Proving it is different.
Evangeline: So you're finally admitting that it may be true?
John: If it is and we find some evidence, there's a chance we can get Cris out of there. But it would be impossible, whether he wants it or not, to do this without Natalie knowing about it.
Evangeline: Well, it won't matter if they kill him first, will it?
John: This guy Hesser is too smart to leave a trail.
Evangeline: Maybe not.
Cristian: Any particular reason why you're hanging around?
Guard: I just want to make sure you two got a proper introduction. Hatchet, this is your new cellmate, John Doe. Mr. Doe has some issues, and he's been a problem ever since he got in here. He keeps getting thrown in solitary, and he seems to be getting worse. Now, I think it's because he's finally figured out that he is never getting out of here, and it is eating him up. Sad, really. Mr. Doe has become extremely depressed and even suicidal. It would be such a tragedy if he were to take his own life tonight.
Viki: Hello? Hello? Are you -- are you still there? I can't -- I can't hear you.
Viki: Shh, shh. Hello? Hel-- oh, damn it! That was Antonio.
Viki: He found Jessica.
Natalie: Where? When?
Viki: I don't know. I lost him. He just said he found her and she's fine and then he was gone. Oh, my God, I hope he brings her home.
Natalie: Yeah, me, too. I miss her so much.
Viki: I know you do. What's wrong?
Natalie: Hmm. How'd you know there's something wrong?
Viki: I'm your mother.
Natalie: It's John. Well, I mean, it's not really John. It's not John at all. I mean, he's great. Everything's great -- when we're together.
Viki: When you're together.
Natalie: It just doesn't happen as often as I'd like.
Viki: Sweetheart, he's got a very demanding job, you know. He can't exactly ask all the criminals to commit their crimes between 9:00 and 5:00. You're going to have to share him with the department.
Natalie: No, I know, no. That's -- that's not my problem. I just don't want us to lose what we have because of some other person.
Cristian: My lawyer knows damn well I wouldn't kill myself. She'd start an investigation. Be careful. You might end up on this side of the bars yourself.
Guard: Thanks for your concern, Doe, but I'm not worried. See, around here, I'm considered one of the guys in white. You, you're a convicted murderer. Anybody who bothers to ask will buy my version. You were despondent. I saw it. I even noted it in my log. Face it, there's only one way out of here for you, and that's in a wooden box. I suppose you feel it should be sooner rather than later.
Cristian: Warden! Guard! Get off!
Marcie: Hugh? Hugh?
Marcie: Hugh? A little help here!
Hugh: Ah -- ah --
Michael: What happened?
Hugh: I'm fine, I'm fine.
Marcie: He passed out.
Hugh: Oh, I don't know what happened. I --
Michael: Mr. Hughes, I do believe you've got yourself a case of the vapors.
Marcie: Michael. You just fainted. It happens sometimes after you give blood.
Michael: Yes, especially to people with weak constitutions.
Marcie: Knock it off, Mc Bain.
Hugh: I'm fine.
Michael: You know, why don't you have some juice, maybe a cookie, sweetheart?
Nurse: How do you feel?
Hugh: Oh, like 50 bucks.
Nurse: Maybe you should lie down.
Hugh: No, I'm fine, really. It's ok, it's ok, I'm fine.
Nurse: All right. But if you feel dizzy or nauseous, I want you to lay down and elevate your feet, ok?
Hugh: Noted. Whew. Oy. That was embarrassing.
Marcie: No. It wasn't embarrassing. I mean, it's not like you threw up on my shoes or anything.
Nurse: You know, despite everything that's happened, I've had a lot of fun working with you.
Michael: Yeah, I had a good time as well.
Nurse: Maybe you and I can get together and have fun and not be working. I mean, socially, sometime.
Michael: Yeah. I think that would be really nice.
Hugh: I guess we're even, huh?
Marcie: How so?
Hugh: Oh, we both scooped each other up off the floor.
Marcie: Better to be the scooper than the scoopee.
Hugh: Oh, thanks a lot.
Mr. Moore: His hair's a little bit, little bit straighter and more fuller on top.
Denton: Westbrook's up for M.V.P. --
Officer: I'm not authorized to speak to the press.
Rex: Hey, did the commish get anything out of the -- never mind, I'll ask him myself.
Bo: I don't want you setting foot into this office without knocking. Balsom, come here. The only reason I'm letting you stick around is we may need your help.
Bo: We're getting real close.
Mr. Moore: Yeah, that's him. That's him. Maybe make the -- make the nose a little bit thinner, though.
Bo: In a few minutes we may have our first look at our killer.
Mr. Moore: Yes, sir, that looks like the guy.
Bo: Are you sure?
Mr. Moore: Yeah, it's pretty darn close.
Bo: All right, then. Thank you so much for coming in.
Mr. Moore: Glad I could help you.
Bo: And we may have a few more questions for you. We'll get in touch, ok?
Mr. Moore: That'd be fine. Thank you, sir.
Cynthia: Anything else?
Bo: No, Cynthia. I'll tell you, great job.
Cynthia: My pleasure, commissioner.
Bo: Well, I'll see you next time, ok?
Rex: Look like anyone we know?
Blair: There's got to be something. Something. I can feel it.
[Door opens and closes]
Todd: Yeah? So?
Blair: What is it?
Todd: It's a receipt. I had the car detailed. What's the big deal?
Blair: September 19?
Todd: Is that a date of particular significance?
Blair: Well, it could be, since we had our car detailed nine days earlier. What happened to the car that you had to have it cleaned up all of a sudden?
Viki: Another person? Are you worried about John and Evangeline?
Natalie: No. Not really. I mean, she is the person I was talking about. It's just that every single time we're together she seems to show up with some sort of emergency. You know, at first I thought she was trying to break us up.
Viki: And now?
Natalie: Now I -- I think it might be something urgent. They're both way too emotionally involved for it to be some nothing case.
Viki: Why would Evangeline need John's help?
Natalie: No idea. No idea. And why does he think it's his duty?
Evangeline: This was in a book that Cristian borrowed from the prison library, the library where Carlo works.
John: "When the time comes, you'll know what to do"? There's no way this can be traced to Hesser. It'll have to be enough.
Evangeline: Enough to what?
John: Convince the warden. If Hesser's planning to have Cris killed, we better get him out of there before it's too late.
Guard: Come on, hatchet, quit playing around!
>> On the next "One Life to Live" --
Blair: You are hiding something, Todd.
Bo: A witness came forward. I think we have a suspect.
Jessica: There's something else I have to tell you.
Nash: Oh, my God. Tess is pregnant.
John: John Doe, the guy who claimed to be Cristian Vega -- his life is in danger.
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