OLTL Transcript Tuesday 8/15/06

One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 8/15/06

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Rex: Damn it!

Natalie: What? Whatís the matter?

Rex: I got to talk to Bo. Where is he?

Natalie: Well, the desk sergeant said he just left on police business. Why? Whatís going on?

Rex: Adriana -- I have to find her.

Natalie: Sheís missing?

Rex: She took off from the beach house we were staying at. I havenít seen or heard from her since.

Natalie: Did you have a fight?

Rex: Yeah, I guess you could say that. Sheís terrified of me now because of Dorian Lord.

Dorian: Bruce, how dare you hang up on me like that! You call me the moment you get this message! Oh. Oh. Oh, my darling. Everything that I did, I did for you. I had to do something before your relationship with Rex Balsom proved to be disastrous. But I knew that you would never be in any danger. Why, Bruce Bartlett is an attorney with an impeccable reputation. He wouldnít hurt a fly.

Adriana: Where -- where are we? What are you going to do with me?

Bruce: Nothing you need to worry about. I'm just transacting a little business here.

Adriana: Business? I donít understand.

Bruce: You donít need to. But I donít want you feeling neglected. Just because this is business, that doesnít mean I canít enjoy you.

[Adriana spits]

Bruce: Aah! You, young lady, are going to regret that!

Blair: If Starrís CAT scan is normal, how do you explain this memory lapse?

Spencer: I canít, at least not without examining her more thoroughly -- without interruption.

Langston: So you do know me?

Starr: Of course I do.

Langston: Whatís my sign?

Starr: Your sign? You never told me your sign.

Langston: Yes, I did. I'm a Leo.

Starr: Ok, so you're a Leo, your name is Langston, you have a sister named Julia, and you have two cats. See, look? I'm fine. The whole amnesia thing is just an act.

Langston: But why? Who are you trying to fool?

Starr: My parents have this war thing going on, right, which I totally sided with my dad on because I was pissed at my mom for bailing on him, and then she hooked up with Dr. Truman, but they still love each other.

Langston: Yeah, because people in love always pretend they hate each otherís guts.

Starr: Thatís just the way they are. They're soul mates -- they just donít have the brains to admit it.

Langston: Whatís this got to do with your fake amnesia?

Starr: The only thing that my parents can agree on is me and Jack, so I figured that as long as they're worried about me, I'll be my dadís wingman, sort of like the bait.

Langston: So you're going to fool everybody, even the doctors?

John: Hey. We need to talk.

R.J.: Boy, itís a beautiful night.

Nora: Hmm. You know, we didnít have to do this wheelchair. I'm perfectly capable of walking.

R.J.: Yes, well, you've done enough walking for one day. Your nurse wants you to take it slow. I mean, you know, you've got to build your strength and --

Nora: Build up my strength and build up my blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I know the whole spiel, I've memorized it by heart.

R.J.: Yeah, well, then try to enjoy the evening. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Itís a little annoying.

Nora: "Annoying?" I'll tell you whatís annoying -- you. You're the one thatís annoying -- Coming in, barging into my house, pulling me out of my nice cozy couch to, what, get some fresh air? Who needs air? Itís very overrated.

R.J.: Ah. Sheís back -- the Nora I know and love.

Nora: How are you and Lindsay?

R.J.: Where did that come from?

Nora: Itís a legitimate question.

R.J.: You do not want to sit out here and talk about Lindsay.

Nora: Sure I do -- I'm very fond of her. Ok, "fond" might be a strong word, but --

R.J.: No. Yeah, I think you loathe her.

Nora: No, I donít loathe her, absolutely not. Sheís very important to you, and you are my friend, and I am just taking an interest, thatís all.

R.J.: Well, things between Lindsay and me are fine.

Nora: Oh, thereís your four-letter f word.

R.J.: "Fine" is a good word. Itís the perfect word.

Nora: Yeah? Well, what has she done now?

R.J.: Lindsay hasnít done anything.

Nora: Then, so?

R.J.: Well, sheís just been a little distant -- well, since --

Nora: Since when?

R.J.: Well, since we kissed.

Marcie: Lindsay, I am so sorry that I'm late. Traffic was brutal.

Lindsay: I just got here.

Marcie: Oh. Thank God. I tried calling you on my cell phone, but, you know, Michael doesnít really like me using his cell phone. I'm not good at doing it at the same time --

Lindsay: Did you download the photos to your computer?

Marcie: Yes, I did, but first I actually called child protective services, but no one ever got back to me and then I emailed them and I think the pictures actually did the trick because they are reviewing the case.

Lindsay: Great! Great! I am so proud of you.

Marcie: I'm not. You know, I mean, I kind of feel like I havenít done enough. I mean, Tommyís still living with them.

Lindsay: Itís not going to be for long.

Marcie: I hope you're right. We'll see.

Lindsay: What does Michael have to say about all this?

Marcie: I havenít told him yet.

Lindsay: What?

Marcie: Well, heís been working double shifts at the hospital, Lindsay. I didnít want to overwhelm him. But he is on his way here now, and thatís kind of why I asked you to come.

Lindsay: Hmm. I donít get it.

Marcie: I kind of need the moral support right now, and I was thinking you could be here for me.

Lindsay: Yeah.

Marcie: Um -- but, you know, I'm just so afraid that heís going to be mad at me for what I did.

Lindsay: You were just trying to protect a helpless child.

Marcie: Yeah, but I went behind his back. He made it very clear that he did not want me to confront the foster parents, and I did it, anyway. He wanted me to go through the proper channels.

Lindsay: Oh, I'm sure heís not going to give you a hard time about that. And hereís your chance to find out because heís just walking through the door.

Renee: Bo --

Bo: Hey, Renee. Listen, I really owe you for this one.

Renee: Darling, I'm not in the habit of going into my guests' rooms without their knowing it, but since I'm not particularly fond of Spencer Truman, and asa thinks heís trouble and ought to be in jail, so I say letís go for it.

Bo: All right. Here it is. This goes in the top drawer of the dresser near the front.

Renee: I suppose I'm not at liberty to ask what this is about.

Bo: I think the less you know, the better, but off the record, Mc Bain and I are lot closer to granting pa his wish.

Spencer: Sorry to interrupt your visit, ladies, but I need to speak with Starr alone for a minute.

Langston: Great. No problem.

Spencer: Hey. How you feeling, Starr?

Starr: My mindís still pretty fuzzy.

Spencer: Really? Because according to your test results, you know, you should be just clear as a bell.

Starr: You're the doctor.

Spencer: Oh, yeah, thatís right, I am. But donít you worry, all right? I'm going to do everything I can to find out whatís wrong. As a matter of fact, why donít you and I just put our heads together for a little while and find out whatís really going on here.

John: That means Starr thinks that you and Todd are still --

Blair: Are still together, right. Sheís got this partial amnesia thing going on.

John: Well, thatís got to be making life a little more complicated for you.

Blair: To say the least.

John: Well, look, I -- I donít want to make your life any more complicated, and if I could do this myself I would, but I just canít.

Blair: And what is it you need me to do?

John: Thereís a safe-deposit box at a branch of Pennsylvania Bank. Itís under the name of Ned Truman, Spencerís father. I believe the gun that killed my father is locked up inside.

Blair: Oh, come on, John. I canít get Spencer to lead me to his safe-posit box!

John: I -- I just need you to get the key.

Blair: I canít. 

Marcie: Michael, I need to talk to you about something.

Michael: Yeah -- no, I know. You want me to go down to child protective services with you and file a report.

Marcie: Well --

Michael: Did you hear the latest? Tommyís foster parents -- we saw them last night in Rodiís, getting drunk with the baby.

Lindsay: Yes. I heard. Thatís pretty horrifying.

Michael: Yeah.

Marcie: See, the thing I need to tell you is that -- well, Lindsay and we went back down to Rodiís last night after you went back to the hospital.

Michael: Why? What did you do?

Marcie: Um -- I might as well just show you those.

Michael: My God.

Natalie: Look, come on, Rex! I know -- I know that Dorianís a bit deranged.

Rex: "A bit?"

Natalie: , Letís just say that you're right, but come on! We're talking about Dorianís flesh and blood here. What you're suggesting is that she would terrorize her own daughter just to make you look bad.

Rex: I'm not suggesting it -- itís a fact.

Natalie: All right, this is a little too extreme, even for Dorian.

Rex: You donít know her, ok? In her world, the end justifies the means. In fact, they should change it from machiavellian to DorianLordian.

Natalie: Ok, I'll make sure I call Webster first thing in the morning.

Rex: You think I'm exaggerating? Think about it -- the woman had drugs planted in my hotel room in New York City. And when that didnít work, she hired somebody to --

Natalie: To shoot heroin up your arm. I heard all about it!

Rex: Whatís with that tone of voice? You think I'm making it up? Because then that would mean I'm into shooting junk up my arm.

Natalie: Look, I know itís not true. 

Rex: Wake up, Natalie, ok? Dorian has been hell bent on destroying my relationship with Adriana ever since she found out about it, and sheís finally succeeded. Now, you should've seen the look on Adrianaís face right before she smashed the lamp over my head! Sheís scared to death of me!

Natalie: Ok. Letís just say for argumentís sake that Dorian orchestrated this whole Byzantine plot just to keep her daughter away from you. The question then is, why did Adriana fall for it? Why would she believe that you would do something so terrible to her?

Adriana: Fine. If you're going to hurt me, then go ahead. Get it over with.

Bruce: If you behave like a good girl, I won have to hurt you.

Adriana: Then whatís the plan?

Bruce: Sometimes in life, Adriana, you just got to suck it up.

Adriana: No, no, no more drugs!

Bruce: Oh, great. Defiant, are we? I tried, but you give me no choice!

[Adriana whimpers]

Bruce: There you go. Thatís a good girl. See? Deep breaths now. Missed calls -- Dorian, Dorian, Dorian. Can you not take a hint? You rang, boss?

Dorian: Bruce, finally! Why did you hang up on me like that?

Bruce: I donít know, must have lost the signal. Your voicemails didnít show up till just now.

Dorian: Fine, whatever. Whatís going on with my daughter?

Nash: Todd? What are you doing here?

Todd: My kid is in I.C.U. whatís your excuse?

Nash: Uh -- Jessicaís here seeing Dr. Jamison. Which kid?

Todd: Uh -- Starr. She had a swimming accident and lost consciousness underwater, and sheís been in and out of a coma. Apparently, sheís going to be fine -- ahem. Whatís happening with Jessica?

Nash: Uh, well, she had one of Tess' memories and freaked out, so we brought here to see Dr. Jamison. Antonioís in there with her.

Todd: Oh, yeah, and you got to stay out here? Man, it must suck to be in love with her alter ego.

Nash: Not as much as it must suck being dumped for the guy who saved your life.

Todd: Touche.

Nash: Ah, no, I'm sorry. You're in a bad place -- you know what? You and I got off on the wrong foot.

Todd: You me when you punched me in the face?

Nash: Yeah. No, -- I didnít know you were related to Tess-Jessica. You were just looking out for your niece. I apologize.

Todd: Well, I donít really care about you. Jessicaís in a bad place, and she doesnít deserve to be there, so if thereís anything I can do to help --

Antonio: Well, you canít. 

Spencer: You know, I -- I saw the smile on your face before when your parents were kissing.

Starr: So, what about it? They're getting married soon.

Spencer: You really donít remember, do you, Starr? Their wedding, honey, it -- it never took place.

Starr: Which wedding are you talking about?

Spencer: The recent wedding. You know, your mom and dad have had some -- some very serious problems, some difficulties.

Starr: They fight all the time. What does that have to do with anything? You know what? I'm tired. I donít want to answer any more questions right now.

Spencer: Of course not. You just rest. Itís the best thing for you right now. But believe me, I am going to find out whatís going on. I am going to get to the bottom of your confusion.

Blair: I didnít mean that I was never going to help you. I just canít do it now. Starr being sick and everything, I just want to make sure that, you know, I'm there for her.

John: Of course. Look, I'm sorry if I sounded insensitive --

Spencer: "Insensitive?" Boy, that would just be so unlike you, wouldnít it, Lieutenant?

John: Yeah, yeah.

Spencer: So what'd you do to upset Blair this time, huh?

Blair: Well, you're right -- he was being an insensitive cop. No, he just didnít ask me how my daughter was doing. Thatís all.

Spencer: Mm-hmm. So, you didnít come down here to inquire about sta. Well, why did you come down here, lieutenant? Did you have something else you needed to discuss with Blair? 

John: I'm here on police business.

Spencer: I see.

Blair: Um -- how did Starr seem to you, Spencer?

Spencer: Well, I'm not really sure. I'm going to have to run some more tests, you know? There just as to be a medical explanation for her confusion. You know, the best thing for her right now is rest. She needs it and so do you, as a matter of fact. Why donít you go home?

Blair: No, no, no, no, I'm going to -- I'm going to stay here with Starr.

Spencer: All right. I understand. Listen, I got to get to a meeting, ok?

Blair: Ok.

Spencer: Why donít you let me walk you out, lieutenant?

John: I havenít finished my conversation with the lady.

Spencer: Right. Well, I'll be back soon, all right?

Blair: Ok.

John: You know, every time I see him, it hits me like it happened yesterday.

Blair: I'm sorry.

John: All right, forget about that. Look, we have to play this real careful, all right? Spencer catches wind that we're looking for the gun and -- itís the one piece of real evidence we have in this murder.

Blair: Well, I'll try to get you the key, and if you can prove that he shot your father and you can arrest him for that murder, then maybe we can get Spencer to confess in what he did to Todd.

John: Are you going to the hospital gala?

Blair: I donít know. You know, it all depends on Starr. Why?

John: Right, look, I was just -- I was thinking, you know, Truman will be busy for a couple of hours, so it might be a good time to -- might be a good time to get that key, of course, if Starrís feeling better.

Blair: No. What makes you so sure that he is still holding on to that gun?

John: Oh, itís -- hereís hoping heís got a sentimental side. I donít know.

Blair: For a murder weapon, John?

John: No --

Blair: Come on.

John: Consider this. His father gave him that gun, all right? I -- I'm guessing he wouldnít just throw it away, all right? It means something to him. Look, itís worth a shot, and this means something to me, Blair, all right? Find it, find that gun, and I can tell my brother that we've finally caught my fatherís killer.

Marcie: Are you mad?

Michael: Of course I'm mad. I'm mad as hell.

Marcie: Michael, I'm so sorry. I --

Michael: , But not at you, sweetie. No, I'm mad at these people.

Marcie: Oh.

Michael: What, they think they can neglect the baby like this and get away with it? No, I -- I am -- I am really glad that you took these pictures. Good for you.

Marcie: I -- I canít tell you how relieved I am that you arenít mad at me. I thought you were going to be so mad at me because, you know, I was playing vigilante behind your back.

Michael: Are you kidding me? No, I am -- I'm proud of you. I'm so proud of you!

Lindsay: Yep, thatís exactly how I feel. Ok, this is my cue, exit stage left. I'm leaving you kids to talk to each other, and I'll see you. You --

Michael: See you.

Lindsay: Call me, ok?

Marcie: I will call you.

Lindsay: All right.

Marcie: Love you.

Lindsay: Love you.

Marcie: So, I emailed these photos to child protective services, and they are reviewing the case.

Michael: "Reviewing?" No, Marcie, this canít wait for a review. No, well, we have to go down there right now and get some answers, and you know what? We're not going to leave until we get Tommy away from these people, ok

Marcie: Ok. [Phone rings] Letís go. Oh. Oh, thatís mine. [Rings] Itís Janice Dixon.

Michael: Ok.

Marcie: From child protective services. Hello? Hi. Hi, Miss Dixon. Yeah! Uh-huh. I see. Yeah, well, see -- oh, ok. All right, thanks. They made a decision about Tommy

Nora: I thought we agreed that that was a friendly kiss.

R.J.: Well, it was.

Nora: Then why would Lindsay be acting distant, and how would she even know about the kiss?

R.J.: What if she does?

Nora: How would she know, R.J.?

R.J.: Ok, you're right. You're right. I'm just being paranoid.

Nora: Yeah. You're overworking that brain of yours. I say stop working your brain and start working those big, brawny arms of yours.

R.J.: Excuse me?

Nora: Help me get up.

R.J.: Ah. Ok. Got it?

Nora: Yeah. Oh, ridiculous. I feel like such an old lady, having people help me get up and do everything.

R.J.: I'll help you first.

Nora: Ok. You know, if Lindsay did know about the kiss, she certainly wouldnít keep her mouth shut about it to you. She canít even begin to do that. I'd be back in a ca and -- huh -- you'd be the one using a wheelchair.

R.J.: Oh! Oh.

Nora: Oh, oh.

[R.J. And Nora chuckle]

Bo: Come on, Renee. Hurry up.

Spencer: Hello, Commissioner. Whatís --

Bo: Dr. Truman.

Spencer: Whatís going on? You want to tell me why you're posting up outside my hotel suite?

Bo: Yeah. I came here to see you. We need to talk.

Spencer: About what?

Renee: Itís been taken care of.

Spencer: Whatís been taken care of?

Rex: Could you just be a little fair here?

Natalie: I am being totally fair. All I am saying is that Adriana should have known better not to blame you.

Rex: Some nut has been stalking her for months, sending her crazy e-mails. She finds copies of those very same e-mails on my computer and jumped to the wrong conclusion. Who wouldnít?

Natalie: I wouldnít.

Rex: Right, because you're a super human being, so rational and sensible.

Natalie: No, all I am saying is that if someone were to tell me that John was stalking me, I wouldnít believe it in a million years.

Rex: Fine, do you want a medal?

Natalie: Especially over a few incriminating e-mails, come on.

Rex: Thereís more to it than that. She saw me talking to a guy in a hooded sweatshirt.

Natalie: So?

Rex: So, the person who has been stalking her, attacked her on more than one occasion, so wore a hood.

Natalie: Thatís it? Thatís all the evidence that she has? A few emails and a hood? Come on, Rex. Thatís -- thatís what it -- it took to turn her against you and smash a lamp over your head?

Rex: She was scared to death.

Natalie: Oh --

Rex: She wasnít thinking straight.

Natalie: What does thinking have to do with this? This is not about thinking, this is about feelings. She should have been feeling in her heart and soul that you, her boyfriend, the man who has taken such good care of her, and has been so good to her, would not be capable of doing something so horrible. She should have trusted you.

Rex: She does -- she did. Until her mother started messing with her head. Donít you get it, Natalie? Adriana was so totally worn down by being scared out of her mind for months, she wasnít herself. You wouldnít be, either.

Natalie: Oh, donít tell me how I would be.

Rex: Fine. You know, I wonít -- I wonít tell you anything anymore because you're -- you're so damn smart, you kno you knew everything before I opened my mouth.

Natalie: I'm just trying to help you, Rex.

Rex: Help? How? By telling me the person I'm in love with is a screw-up?

Natalie: No. But what I am saying is, if Adriana really loved you --

Rex: She still would have been scared out of her mind. Anybody would have been, including you, whether you want to admit it or not. Now, the only person who deserves any blame in this fiasco is Dorian Lord, who, in my opinion, is one of the most evil human beings I've ever met.

Natalie: Yeah, well, you know what they say. The apple doesnít fall far from the tree.

Rex: Oh, yes, it does. You of all people should know that. Thanks for the support.

Natalie: Where are you going?

Rex: To find Adriana and convince her I'm not the bad guy here. Dorian is.

Bruce: Everything went exactly as planned. Adriana found those emails I uploaded onto Rexís hard drive. She assumed he was the stalker and she ran out on him. Thatís what you paid me for, and thatís exactly what I delivered.

Dorian: Well, where is she? Rex canít find her. She hasnít called.

Bruce: Thatís your problem, Dorian. In the meantime, you and I -- thatís we -- have business to transact.

Dorian: All I'm concerned with is my daughterís whereabouts.

Bruce: Well, you might rethink that when you hear what I have to say.

Dorian: I donít have time to play games, Mr. Bartlett.

Bruce: Oh, ok. Then I'll get straight to the point. I want a bonus. Or I tell Adriana all about how far mommy dearest is willing to go to keep her baby away from bad boy Balsom.

Dorian: You're blackmailing me?

Bruce: I did a good job. I deserve to be compensated.

Dorian: You cashed the check weeks ago, Bruce. This conversation is finished. Adriana is on her way home. Itís over.

Bruce: Itís all right, beautiful. She'll call back. Thatís if she ever wants to see you again.

Nash: So, Jessica, how was your session? Did you have a breakthrough?

Jessica: No. No more memories.

Todd: So why doesnít she need my help?

Antonio: Because she doesnít.

Todd: Oh.

Antonio: Me and the doctor are giving her all the support she needs.

Todd: Yeah, you are doing a hell of a job.

Jessica: I'm sorry. I appreciate your concern. You know that.

Todd: All right.

Nash: So what exactly did happen in the session?

Antonio: She already told you -- nothing.

Nash: I was talking to Jessica. Jessica, did Dr. Jamison have any idea where --

Antonio: Itís none of your business. And why do you have to keep pouncing on her like this?

Nash: I care about her. Is that not ok with you?

Antonio: No, itís not ok with me. Sheís not your girlfriend.

Jessica: Shut up, guys!

Antonio: Sheís not with you.

Jessica: Shut up!

Nash: Hey, what the hell --

Jessica: Donít talk to him like that, ok? Think you own me?

Nash: Wow.

Jessica: Wow, what?

Nash: No, itís just that --

Jessica: Say it, Nash! Just say it!

Nash: You sound like Tess.

Jessica: Yes! I lose my temper. And just because I do does not make me your girlfriend.

Blair: Sleep all right? Hmm? So, do you want me to go out -- out of the grounds, and get you some, like, ice cream at the shop around the corner or something?

Starr: No, itís ok. I had dessert with my dinner.

Blair: Really? Was it good?

Starr: Chocolate pudding, not bad.

Blair: I think it went to your cheeks. Brought some color back. You look beautiful.

Starr: Is Dr. Truman coming back?

Blair: Well, I'm sure he will. Is -- is that ok?

Starr: Not really. He kind of makes me feel uncomfortable.

Blair: Well, you know what, Starr? You donít have to be around him if youonít want to, ok?

Todd: Hey.

Starr: Hi.

Todd: Howís my best girl doing?

Starr: Better now that you're here.

Todd: Yeah? Any news?

Blair: Yes, actually. Her cat scan came back normal, so it looks like our girl is going to be fine.

Todd: Well, thatís good.

Blair: But they're going to run a few more tests, just to make sure.

Starr: After that, can we all go home to the penthouse?

R.J.: Lindsay?

Lindsay: Mm-hmm. Beautiful night, isnít it? Beautiful moon. Beautiful stars. Very romantic.

Nora: I was just having trouble walking. Yeah.

Lindsay: I'm sure. Let me help you.

R.J.: Lindsay, thereís nothing to be upset about.

Lindsay: Oh, I'm not. I mean, I could be, but I'm not. So what if my boyfriend was kissing another woman? Maybe I should just be grateful that he wasnít making a play for another man because that would really throw a wrench into things, as Nora well knows. You two are getting really bold. This kiss almost happened right out here in public.

R.J.: "This kiss"?

Lindsay: Yes, as opposed to the one that I saw at the hospital.

Nora: I'm sorry, Lindsay.

Lindsay: No, you're not! For whatever reason, you get a charge out of pursuing whatever man that I happen to be involved with. Sam, bo, troy -- am I missing anyone?

Nora: Ok, I'm not competing with you.

Lindsay: Well, then what is it, Nora? Some bizarre coincidence that you only happen to be attracted to my men?

Nora: I want to go home now! I want to go home now.

Lindsay: I will take her.

Nora: What?

Lindsay: You donít think I'm going to let you drive her, do you? Let me ask you something. Are we in a committed relationship or not? Because if we're not, I would really appreciate being the first one to know! And no matter what the answer to that is, I am not going to stand by any longer and watch Nora prey on your misplaced sympathy.

Nora: Ok -- do not belittle my friendship with R.J.

Lindsay: Oh -- oh. Well, I didnít mean to do that. I mean, I'm all for your "friendship." And may it thrive -- online and on the phone.

Nora: Ok --

Lindsay: I'll talk to you later.

Nora: Slow. Not too fast. Thereís a corner coming.

Michael: What did they say, Marce? What did child protective services say? What did Dixon say?

Marcie: She said that they are taking Tommy away from his foster parents.

Michael: Fantastic.

Marcie: Yeah. Yeah, itís fantastic.

Michael: Well, thatís what you wanted, isnít it?

Marcie: Yeah. It was. But --

Michael: But what?

Marcie: Well, what if Tommyís next foster parents are just as awful and horrible as those two were, Michael? What do we do then?

Michael: They wonít be. Tommyís next foster parents are going to be the best parents that any kid could ever ask for.

Marcie: Michael, thereís no way for you to possibly -- to possibly be sure about that.

Michael: Sure there is. Because Tommyís next foster parents are going to be you and me.

Spencer: Well, either of you want to tell me whatís going on here? What -- whatís been taken care of?

Renee: There was a leak, d itís been fixed.

Bo: Yeah, I came up here to see you, and all of the sudden, Renee came up. She was hurrying. She was worried that there was a leak in your room. I offered to help her check it out.

Renee: And I reminded bo that heís not authorized personnel. Heís not allowed to go into your room without your permission.

Spencer: Right. And you're always by the book, right, commissioner?

Bo: Thatís right.

Spencer: Well, I heard you got your badge back. Congratulations.

Bo: Thanks to -- well, John Mc Bain. He got a confession out of the forger, Lenny. Itís too bad that Lenny wouldnít give up the guy who hired him.

Spencer: That is a shame.

Bo: But itís a coincidence, isnít it? Because you knew Lenny.

Spencer: You know, I donít recall anyone named Lenny.

Bo: Thatís funny, because your brother David does. He remembers him well. And he was just a kid back then.

Spencer: Yeah, David ran in different circles than I did. Thatís -- thatís the reason for that. And, plus, heís got a memory like an elephant.

Bo: So do I. Come on, Renee, letís go.

Spencer: What about the leak?

Renee: Oh, thanks, Morty. Thank you, thank you. Itís -- itís been plugged.

Natalie: Hey.

John: Hey.

Natalie: How did it go with Blair?

John: She'll get the key for us as soon as she knows Starrís ok.

Natalie: Well, the doctors say that sheís going to be fine, right?

John: Yeah, yeah. So maybe tomorrow night at the gala.

Natalie: You're going to get Spencer. I know it.

John: I promised my father justice, and thatís exactly what I'm going to get for him, one way or another.

Marcie: Michael, are you really sure about this? I mean, you -- you want us to be Tommyís parents?

Michael: Tommyís new foster parents -- yes, you and me. I want us to be Tommyís new foster parents.

Marcie: Oh, Michael, I -- you know, I donít know --

Michael: Look, I do know about it, ok? We love Tommy. Tommy loves us. Tommy needs a new home. I donít see why his home shouldnít be with us. I mean, that -- that is, if you think itís a good idea.

Marcie: Oh, I think itís a great idea. I really do think itís a great idea, but I donít want you to do this just for me. I feel like you're doing this because I want it.

Michael: No. No, I'm not doing this for you -- or for me. I'm doing it for us.

Rex: What, you donít believe me? Have a little faith in me.

Adriana: I do. All the faith in the world.

Rex: You're wrong, Natalie. Adriana trusts me. Sheís just confused because of Dorian. Ok, so I'm going to make things right. Find Adriana, prove to her what Dorian did.

Dorian: Oh. Where are you, sweetheart? Why havenít you come home?

Jessica: Nash, can you just --

Nash: Just --

Jessica: Just go, please? I need to talk to Antonio.

Nash: Yeah, sure. I'll come by tomorrow to see my daughter. Itís been fun.

Jessica: Unbelievable.

Antonio: Look, I'm sorry -- that he upset you.

Jessica: He upset me? It wasnít just Nash, Antonio. When the two of you fight, donít you see it makes things worse?

Antonio: I should. I'll try not to let him get to me the next time, all right? Itís just -- you know, maybe it'll be easier when I have, you know --

Jessica: When you have --

Antonio: When I have something I can do that I'm more passionate about. Something, you know, where I can make a difference -- even if itís in a small way. Look, jess, I -- I wasnít going to bring this up now because --

Jessica: Oh --

Antonio: I know you've had a stressful day --

Jessica: Spit it out!

Antonio: I met with Bo. About becoming a cop again. So what do you think?

Jessica: Great. I think thatís great. Not that I'm -- or have ever been very happy about you putting yourself in harmís way. I know how much you loved being a cop, and I know how much you missed it.

Antonio: Then I have your blessing?

Jessica: Honey, if you're happy, I'm happy.

Antonio: Ah. Soon things are going to be so much easier. You're going to be integrated, and we're finally going to get to start a new chapter in our lives.

John: How'd it go?

Bo: The pictureís back in Spencerís hotel room. Where do we stand with the safe-deposit box?

John: Blairís going to help us get the key as soon as she knows that Starrís ok.

Natalie: Yeah. Poor Blair. Putting herself on the line for Todd, and he doesnít even know it.

Bo: I just hope she doesnít hurt herself in the process.

Blair: We'll talk about going home once all your tests are done, ok?

Starr: Mm-hmm. I'm just so glad we're all together. As a family. You guys, me and Jack. It just feels right, like this is the way things are supposed to be.

On the next "One Life to Live" --

Kevin: Itís wrong for you to go.

Kelly: If you say that, you have to tell me why.

Antonio: Jessica has worked really hard on getting her life back, and I donít want anything out there that can sabotage it.

Jessica: I'm with Antonio.

Nash: And I'm with Tess.

Todd: Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?

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