One Life to Live Transcript Monday 8/21/06
Proofread by Brandi
Todd: Hey. Please come with me to the bar. We need to talk.
John: What does Manning want?
Spencer: This is a very important evening for the hospital. But it also happens to be a very important evening for me, as well. And if you could all bear with me for just a moment, I'd like to address something before we begin the dedication. Something of a more personal nature. Something thatís very, very important to me.
Todd: Hey, can we go, please?
Blair: What is it, Todd?
Spencer: Everything in my life has led to this moment. And --
Todd: Hey, I donít want to do this here. Come on.
Spencer: Blair Cramer, will you marry me?
Claudia: Remember the person I was before you left me? She was a nice girl, wasnít she? You werenít just trying to set me up. I know that you really had feelings for me. Didnít you? Didnít you?
Nash: What are you trying to do? Hmm? What are you doing?
Claudia: I'm just -- I'm trying to convince myself that everything that happened wasnít for nothing.
Nash: Well, stop it. God, how many times do I got to tell you that --
Claudia: If you tell me your heart belongs to Tess one more me, I will scream so loud, they will shut this place down.
Jessica: You donít want to finish your bottle? How come? Hmm? [Phone rings] Oh. Ok, letís get the phone. Letís get the phone, ok? Whoa. Hello? Oh, Antonio, hi. Where are you? Yep. I forgot, you're a vice cop. I canít ask those kind of questions anymore. Yeah, no, we're ok. Everythingís fine. Oh, new guy has to work late, huh? Well, itís ok. You be careful. Love you. Ok. Letís see what this book says about little girls who donít want to finish their bottle, ok?
Nash: According to this book, in your second trimester, you should start to feel pretty great -- thatís where you're at right now, second trimester.
Tess: You read this already?
Nash: Well, you know, I had to kill a little time while the guy was getting all this stuff ready, so -- want to know what else it says?
Tess: I donít know.
Nash: Uh-huh. It says that in your second trimester, you should start feeling really, really horny.
Nash: Well, you know, itís like you said, you know, we got so much time to make up for.
Langston: They told me at the nurses' station that you were asleep.
Starr: Are you kidding me? This place is way too noisy to sleep. People are constantly coming in and out checking if I'm alive or not. Did you get what I asked for? Did you read it?
Langston: Yeah, but I forgot what it said.
Starr: Thatís not funny.
Langston: It was. Printouts about amnesia? Forgot what it said? Donít you laugh anymore?
Starr: This is serious, Langston. Is there anything important in there that I need to know in order to fake out the doctors?
Langston: Nothing special. Thereís a broad spectrum of causes.
Starr: Good. That means they're clueless.
Langston: Whatís the point of all this?
Starr: Duh -- if my parents are worried enough about me, maybe they'll realize how much in love they still are.
Langston: You think?
Starr: It already seems to be working.
Natalie: Did Blair tell you that they were talking about marriage?
John: I donít think she had a clue about any of this.
Spencer: Blair couldnít understand why I wanted to stop by my safe-deposit box on the way over here. Canít really have an engagement without a ring, though, right?
Natalie: The ring -- he went to go get the ring. He didnít take the gun.
John: Itís still there.
Blair: I donít really know what to say.
Spencer: Itís very simple, honey. You just say yes.
Natalie: What do you think sheís going to do?
Blair: Yes. I'll marry you.
Todd: I'm glad that I reached out to Blair like you wanted me to, Viki. Worked out real nice.
Viki: I'm so sorry.
Todd: Yeah, me, too.
Viki: I had no idea that Blair was discussing marriage with Spencer.
Todd: Not just discussing it. The bitch is doing it. And now, thanks to you, they got a nice laugh tonight about me saying, "honey, can we have a little talk? I'm getting out of here.
Viki: Todd --
David: I canít believe it.
Paige: Has Blair lost her mind?
David: Absolutely. After everything heís done, he gets exactly what he wants. He always wins.
Paige: Well, not for long. Boís not going to stop until he brings him down.
John: I need to speak to Blair. You think you can distract Truman for a minute?
John: Go do it.
Natalie: I need to talk to you.
Spencer: What is your problem?
Natalie: Todd is my uncle.
Spencer: Well, my sympathies, Natalie.
Natalie: You know what? I hope that Blair is worth it, because you are going to fry in hell for what you've done.
Blair: I had no idea that he was going to do this in front of everyone here.
John: I still need that key.
Blair: And I will find it for you.
Spencer: She is worth it. Letís get some champagne, come on. Whatís going on with those two? Were you getting the same thing from John I was getting from Natalie?
Blair: Spencer, I think everyone is surprised by your little announcement tonight, especially me.
Spencer: Yeah? I hope I didnít upset you.
Blair: No. You hinted that it was going to be a -- an important event, and I should have known that thatís what you had in mind.
Spencer: Well, I didnít know exactly. It was sort of impulsive. Blair, listen, I've always been a fairly private person. I have. But for some reason, I just felt compelled to share the most important moment of my life with other people, thatís all.
Blair: You seemed pretty sure that I was going to say yes.
Spencer: You know what sealed the deal, donít you? When I made up my mind? Itís when you insisted on -- on sewing this button on my Jacket before we left. I mean, it was just such a -- a sweet and simple gesture.
Blair: Well, I am just full of those.
Blair: Yeah. I canít wait to marry you.
Jessica: Well, that book is absolutely no help. Why canít they have a book that'll help me explain why I'm remembering things about Nash and Tess? You know, Dr. Jamison says that itís a good thing, but itís confusing me. I love Antonio. I love him. I donít want to know how Tess felt or who she loved. I know one thing for sure. I'm going to raise you right, so when you grow up, you're not going to have any of these problems, ok? I promise. Hey. I know why youíre off food. You have a fever.
Nash: You donít want to hear me say that my heart belongs to Tess?
Claudia: No, I donít.
Nash: Well, maybe you better stop hanging around me, because when it comes to the subject of Tess, my heart is like a broken record.
Michael: Well, here we are. Can I get you ladies something to drink?
Nora: No, I will fend for myself from now on. It was just nice enough for you guys to bring me. Thank you.
Marcie: We were happy to do it.
Nora: Well, you're newlyweds, you know, so --
Marcie: Actually, we might be parents very soon.
Michael: Foster parents -- to a little boy named Tommy. We put the paperwork in last week. We're just waiting to hear back.
Nora: Oh. Thatís wonderful. I'm so -- oh, thatís wonderful. Well, even more reason why you should be on your own tonight. Because the next time you go out, you may have to call a sitter.
Marcie: Well, I think we'll be ok with that.
Nora: Well, you know, you can always call me, because I'm very good at sitting.
Michael: Yeah, well, you know, we might just take you up on that, Nora.
Nora: Oh, of course. Ok, your last official act as my doctor tonight -- will you help me stand up?
Michael: Oh, absolutely.
Nora: Thank you. And then you got to go on your way.
Michael: Ok, all right.
Marcie: I'm going to get you from over here, ok?
Nora: All right.
Michael: Ok. One --
Nora: Here we go.
Michael: Two --
Marcie: Ooh. Oh. You ok?
Michael: You couldnít wait for "three."
Nora: I almost took my dress with me. Thank you. Oh, gosh. Marcie, how do I look? No, seriously. Seriously, how do look?
Marcie: I think every woman in this place better hold on to her man. Thatís what I think.
Nora: You know you're such a liar.
Marcie: No, I'm not.
Nora: Yes, you are.
Marcie: You look beautiful.
Nora: Thank you. Thank you, both of you.
Spencer: Can I see it?
Spencer: The ring. I want to see how it looks on your beautiful little hand there. Whatís going on here? Itís like a vice. Loosen up a little bit.
Blair: No, I'm fine.
Spencer: What are you doing?
Blair: I'm not, you know --
Spencer: Blair, what -- Blair?
Blair: I've had a lot of champagne, I have to go.
Spencer: All right, go, go, go.
Blair: All right, I'll be back.
Spencer: All right, I'll be here.
Evangeline: I know how this must've hurt you. Is there anything I can do?
Todd: Like what?
Evangeline: Letís get out of here, go somewhere and talk.
Todd: Not really much to talk about, you know. Thank you.
Blair: This better work. I do not want to marry that son of a bitch.
John: I'll get a copy made and get it right back to you.
Blair: Ok, heís watching my every move.
Thinks I'm headed to the ladies' room.
John: As far as getting married to this guy, I'm not going to another wedding.
Blair: Just find what you need in the safe-deposit box.
Langston: So how long do you think you can keep this up?
Starr: The amnesia bit? As long as I have to.
Langston: It could get hairy.
Starr: I havenít been able to get through to either one of my parents for months. Now I have the power.
Langston: What power?
Starr: I got them to kiss and hold hands, all in one day. I figure if I fake brain dame now, I'll have them running off to do it.
Starr: Look, itís either that, or I'll have Dr. Truman as a stepfather.
Langston: But you keep saying your parents hate each otherís guts.
Starr: Spencer made that happen. Everything was fine until he came to town. My parents were getting married again. And this time, for good. We were going to be ok. Really ok. I just have to make them remember that now.
Langston: One question.
Langston: This Truman guyís a doctor. A good one, right?
Starr: If "good" means "homicidal."
Langston: How do you know heís not going to figure you out?
Starr: Thatís why I made you do the research. He already thinks I'm up to something.
Spencer: Oh, hello, Paige. Hey. David, how are you doing? What a pleasant surprise.
David: Well, you didnít think we'd miss your big night, did you, Spencer?
Spencer: I didnít think you could afford the tickets.
Paige: Well, it would be worth going into debt just to see you up there proposing to Blair.
David: Knowing how much sheís going to hate you once she finds out all the evil things that you've done.
Spencer: Well, now, listen, David, I havenít done anything wrong. We both know that. But even if I had, unlike you two, I would know how to cover my tracks.
Paige: Well, arrogant people make mistakes. Bo and John Mc Bain -- they hate arrogance.
David: You shouldnít have put that bullet in Mc Bainís father.
Spencer: I didnít shoot anybody, David, you did. You so much as admitted it in a court of law.
David: Mc Bain did a ballistics test on the gun that I was holding that night. The slug didnít match what they pulled out of Mc Bainís father.
Paige: I told Bo that you set him up, that you set Todd up.
Spencer: Oh. Nobody believes anything you have to say anymore.
Paige: Huh. You know, the funny thing about having absolutely nothing to lose is that people tend to listen when you talk.
David: Itís over, Spencer. You got sloppy. And pretty soon, Blair is going to drop you like a -- starts with a B.
Spencer: Bunch of bricks?
David: The other one
Paige: Bad habit.
Paige: Yeah. We're going to be there, just like tonight, watching.
Cristian: So, you talked to Todd?
Evangeline: I tried.
Cristian: How was he?
Evangeline: Heís -- heís hurt. Heís upset.
Cristian: Look, I know you're worried about him.
Evangeline: I am.
Cristian: But you just got out of the hospital. And you need somebody to take care of you. And I'm so ready to do that.
Blair: Is there something you want to say?
Todd: What do you think I should say? Congratulations, Blair.
Blair: I want you to tell me what you wanted to tell me before Spencer made --
Todd: Oh, it doesnít really matter now, does it?
Blair: It does matter. Tell me.
Todd: Well, Viki wanted me to talk to you and see if I could draw a line in the past and, you know, forgive you, even if I couldnít forget. How am I going to do that now?
Mr. Sharp: You wanted to see me?
John: Oh. Yeah. You're the manager? The guy at the front counter -- he -- Wally, or something? -- He wouldnít even let Ms. Buchanan explain what she needed.
Natalie: He was very rude.
Mr. Sharp: I'm sorry about that, but we're about to close.
John: Well, you see, sheís -- sheís trying to do a favor for her grandfather. Heís in the hospital right now.
Natalie: Asa Buchanan, C.E.O. of Buchanan Enterprises. I'm sure you've heard of him.
Mr. Sharp: Of course I know him. Asa and Buchanan Enterprises have banked with us for years.
John: Then maybe you wouldnít mind this gesture of good will, even though it is late.
Mr. Sharp: If you can come back tomorrow morning, I'll handle this personally.
Natalie: Yeah -- you know, I guess I'm just going to have to tell Grandpa the --
Natalie: Bank wasnít willing to bend the rules. I mean, you know --
John: Asaís not going to want to hear that. I donít want to be the one to tell him.
Natalie: No, me, either.
John: You know --
Mr. Sharp: I suppose I could make time for one quick transaction.
Natalie: Great. I need a new safe-deposit box.
Mr. Sharp: I'll need to see some I.D. and from you, too, if your name is to be on the box.
Natalie: Are you kidding? Heís my bodyguard.
Mr. Sharp: Really?
John: Somebodyís got to do it.
Mr. Sharp: I'll start the paperwork.
John: Ok. When he gets back, you do the number, all right? And stick to the plan. No improvising. This guy catches on to what we're doing, Blair could be in real danger.
Spencer: I have nothing to fear from John Mc Bain. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go rescue my fiancťe and start living happily ever after.
Paige: Oh, yeah, your life is going to be a real fairy tale.
David: From the Brothers Grimm.
Nash: Hey, itís Nash.
Jessica: Hi. Where are you?
Nash: I'm at the hospital benefit. I just started thinking about Brennan. How is she?
Jessica: Well, actually, I just took her temperature, and she has a little bit of a fever.
Nash: What? Is she ok?
Jessica: Sheís fine. She could just be catching a cold or something.
Nash: Is there something I can do?
Jessica: Nothing. We're fine. Have fun at your party. Your daddy, Nash, is worried about you, but we are going to be fine. Mm-hmm.
Todd: I donít know how I'm supposed to be ok with you marrying the man who tried to get me executed.
Blair: To, I donít expect you to understand, or forgive me for what I'm doing.
Todd: You know, what I love is your timing. Our daughterís in the hospital with a head injury. And she thinks we're still together. The next time you see her, you're going to walk in with Spencerís ring around your finger.
Blair: There is a reason for everything that I'm doing. All of it.
Spencer: Offering congratulations, Todd?
Blair: Come on, Spencer, thereís no reason to gloat.
Todd: No, no, no, no, Blair. Itís ok. Spencerís right. I want to congratulate you two. I want to congratulate the both of you. Everybody? Can I have your attention, please? Can I have your attention, please? Can I have your attention, please? Thanks. I'd like to propose a toast.†
R.J.: Wow! Nora, you look fantastic.
Nora: Hello, R.J.
R.J.: I'm glad you're here.
Nora: Well, with a little help from my friends, I made it.
Lindsay: Good for you.
Nora: Hello, Lindsay.
Marcie: Lindsay actually was my matron of honor when -- when we got married.
Marcie: At Michael and my wedding. We couldnít have done it without her.
Nora: Well, I'm so sorry I missed it.
R.J.: That is a beautiful dress.
Nora: Oh. Thank you.
Lindsay: Isnít that the dress that you wore to the woman of the year awards last year?
Nora: I find it hard to believe since I was in a coma.
Lindsay: Oh. It must have been two years ago, then.
Nora: Shopping really hasnít been on my list of high priorities.
Lindsay: Oh, of course not. You've had your valiant struggle to recover.
R.J.: Ok, Lindsay, thatís enough.
Lindsay: Right. Be on her side. Why donít you just kiss her again?
R.J.: Ok, come on, now. I thought that we had --
Michael: Marcie, I think thatís Claudia Reston over there.
Michael: Claudia Reston. She put this whole thing together, you know? I really think sheís the type of person you should know.
Marcie: I donít think I'm going over there. This is getting really good, Michael.
Michael: No, yeah, letís go now. I think you should be introduced.
Marcie: No, but, Michael --
R.J.: Ok. Ok, ok, I suppose I created this situation, so I will do something to fix it.
Nora: That would be a good idea.
R.J.: Lindsay, Nora is, and hopefully always will be, a very good friend.
Lindsay: "Friend"? Right. Is that why you've been fawning all over her since we got here?
R.J.: There was no fawning. I was complimentary. I said she looks beautiful, and -- and you do.
Nora: Oh, well, thank you, R.J. Thatís very nice of you.
Lindsay: Do you know in the beginning, when R.J. would come to visit you in the hospital, I was there right next to him. I came every single time. And then one day, you came to and batted your eye at him, and all of a sudden, he didnít want me to come anymore, because he thought my being there would be awkward.
R.J.: Lindsay, watch your mouth.
Lindsay: I catch you kissing -- I -- I catch you kissing another woman, and you want me to watch my mouth? How would you like to see me kissing another man?
R.J.: Well, I would not start drinking and then make up a federal case out of it!
Lindsay: Letís just put your money where my mouth is.
Michael: For a short time --
Lindsay: Excuse me.†
Jessica: What are you doing here?
Nash: I went to the pharmacy. I got stuff for cold, I got stuff for fever, I got stuff to rub in her chest. If it said "infant" and "cold" or "fever," I got it.
Jessica: I -- I already have all that stuff, Nash.
Nash: You got a vaporizer? You got one of these, huh? You got one?
Jessica: She doesnít need a vaporizer, ok? Sheís fine. What are you doing? You canít stay.
Nash: Thatís my kid. Sheís sick, I'm staying. I'm not going anywhere.
Todd: Everybody, please. Please? Cut that music. I have something to say.
Spencer: This ought to be good.
Todd: Uh --
Viki: Todd, donít do this. Donít.
Evangeline: Todd, donít make a scene.
Todd: Oh, no, no, thatís ok. I just want to --
Todd: No. Just want to congratulate the couple. So I need some alcohol, please. Can I have some -- yes, thank you. Mm-hmm. To -- to you, Blair. And you, Spencer. Ahem. May you have a long and happy marriage. You're really perfect for each other, you know that? I want you to look, everybody. Everybody, look at him. Heís a murderer, and that womanís a slut.
Todd: Really, I think we should toast -- come on, everybody, raise your glass.
Mr. Sharp: Here are all the forms for you to sign. Each box requires two keys to open it. One is given to you, and the other is kept by the bank. Now you can use yours.
Mr. Sharp: You'll be free to access your box at any time, as long as you bring your key. I'll leave you alone so you can place your personal items inside. Let me know when you're done.
Natalie: Itís just really hot in here.
Mr. Sharp: Excuse me?
Natalie: I am. Could you just get me some water? I think I drank a little bit too much champagne at that gala, and I'm not -- feeling real -- oh --
Mr. Sharp: Oh, Ms. Buchanan? Ms. Buchanan? Uh --you're the bodyguard. What do I do?
John: I usually get a bucket.
John: I run for a bucket.
Mr. Sharp: You mean sheís going to --
John: Yeah, exactly.
Natalie: Ooh --
John: All right.
Natalie: All right. We donít have much time. My keyís in here. We got to find it fast.
Jessica: Itís in the father job description, you know -- stays calm, doesnít overreact.
Nash: Really? It says that?
Jessica: Yes, or he doesnít find out when somethingís wrong and I donít think he would like that very much, now would he?
Nash: She looks fine.
Jessica: She is fine. Go back to your party.
Nash: "Party" -- itís a gala. "Gala" -- call it by its rightful name, "gala."
Nash: Oh, look at the time. I really do got to get back to it.
Jessica: Hmm. Not the gala of your dreams?
Nash: I'm not really a gala kind of guy.
Nash: Gallant -- why, yes. Gala -- no, not really. I'm just there kind of trolling for investors for my new business investment here.
Jessica: So you're sticking around?
Nash: Oh, yeah. I'm staying here.
Jessica: Hmm. Any luck?
Nash: One. Claudia.
Jessica: Oh. Ah. Because I hear financial dealings with a bitter ex is such a great idea.
Nash: Hmm. I told her I wasnít interested. I'm not getting involved with Claudia again, not in any way.
Jessica: Actually, I think maybe you should reconsider.
Marcie: Can you please explain to me what you are doing?
Lindsay: Making a point.
Marcie: Yeah? Well, make your point with somebody elseís husband.
Lindsay: Oh, come on. I only kissed him because heís the closest man in the room. But he is a good kisser. Because heís got those little pillow lips.
Michael: Thank you.
Marcie: You are supposed to be my friend.
Lindsay: I am your friend. It wasnít anything personal, but if you need to blame somebody, you can blame Nora.
R.J. and Marcie: Nora?
R.J.: Ok, thatís it, Lindsay. Stop acting a fool.
Lindsay: Oh, what is this -- a reaction? Maybe some passion?
R.J.: Passion? You -- you want to see passion? I'll show you passion.
Nora: Hey -- what, oh, oh.
Langston: So you really think Dr. Trumanís on to you?
Starr: I think so, maybe. I mean, yesterday when he kicked you out of the room, he showed me the test results and it said that I didnít suffer from any brain damage. And then he started asking me about my condition.
Langston: Thatís not good.
Starr: Yeah, but I played it off pretty well, but the thing is, is that it seemed like he was trying to figure out whether I was faking or not. And when it comes to faking, heís an expert.
Langston: If you're right about him, heís no one to mess with.
Starr: Yeah, but he canít do anything to me.
Langston: You're a patient in his hospital. Heís a surgeon, you're a kid.
Starr: He can prove that I donít have brain damage, but he canít prove that I'm not nuts. It runs in the family. Besides, if anything happened to me, his happy ending with my mom would be over.
Langston: This is dangerous.
Starr: Whatís dangerous is having my mom, Jack, and me under the same roof with Dr. Truman. And once I get my parents to that altar, I am making sure that their "I dos" are permanent.
Viki: Todd, stop this.
Todd no --
Viki: Get down.
Todd: I'm just getting to the good part.
Evangeline: Todd, what are you doing? This isnít helping.
Todd: Yes, it is. Yes, it is. The truth shall set us free, yes? Let me tell you the truth. That man right there, our esteemed Dr. Truman -- he helped a pregnant woman fake her own death and he set me up for murder. And you want to know why he did that? For that whore in that white dress sitting next to him. That was my son! That was my child! I have a son somewhere -- I donít know where he is. What else would you like me to do?
Spencer: Somebody want to get this man some medical attention? Heís clearly having a breakdown.
Evangeline: Heís fine. Todd? Stop and think about the consequences of your actions here.
Todd: Oh, you, too, now, huh?
Evangeline: What? You want me to climb up there? I will climb up there, I will drag you down myself.
Todd: No, no, I think I've made my point, havenít I?
Evangeline: Cristian, heís my friend. Heís my friend and heís in trouble right now.
Cristian: Yeah, but you canít help him when he doesnít want your help.
Evangeline: When you're right, you're right.
Cristian: Letís go home.
Viki: Letís go. Letís go.
Todd: No, no, I'm not slinking out of here with my tail between my legs. I told the truth here tonight! I'm not sorry about it. Ahem.
Spencer: Childish, demanding of attention. His latest outburst is certainly consistent with Mr. Manningís other very bizarre behavior heís been exhibiting lately, I must say.
David: He just happened to be telling the truth.
Paige: Every last word.
Lindsay: Why do you keep doing that?
Nora: Yeah -- why?
R.J.: Ok, I'm sorry if I've embarrassed you, but this -- this jealousy and foolishness has got to end.
Lindsay: Well, do you think that this is going to make me not be jealous?
R.J.: You started it. Ok, look. For the last time, I was happy Nora was on her way back, so I kissed her. But thereís nothing going on between Nora and me.
Lindsay: Well, I think that somebody should tell Nora that.
R.J.: Where are you going?
R.J.: What about the party?
Lindsay: Who cares?
R.J.: Nora, I'm sorry.
Nora: Uh -- uh --
Michael: Marcie, honey, what are you doing?
Marcie: I'm getting my keys.
Michael: Well, why?
Marcie: I need to go home and take a shower.
Michael: Oh, come on, Marcie. Why -- you canít be taking this seriously.
Marcie: I need to scrub off the image of you and Lindsay locking lips. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going.
Michael: Mar-- Marcie. Claudia, I'm -- I'm sorry. Nora, I'm -- I'm sorry.
Claudia: Is there something in the water here?
Cristian: Ok. You mind waiting out here for a minute?
Evangeline: Oh, what, you got a girl stashed in there?
Cristian: Now, why would I do that when I have such a beautiful thing standing right here, waiting for me?
Evangeline: Good answer.
Cristian: Just give me a minute.
Evangeline: Ok. All right, Todd. Please donít still be at the gala. And please donít do anything stupid.
David: Everything Todd said is true.
Paige: I delivered Margaret Cochranís baby long after Todd was arrested for her murder Spencer forced me to do it. He also did something with Toddís son.
Spencer: You know, I think Blair and I have had enough. At first, I thought Mr. Manning was simply imploding, but now I can see that this was a nasty little conspiracy by three very poor, pathetic individuals, and Blair and I are not going to spend our engagement like this. And you, Mr. Manning, cannot destroy our happiness. You're not capable of it.
Natalie: You better hurry before that manager gets back.
John: He wonít be back. He doesnít want to be mopping up after you.
Natalie: Yeah, you made me sound so charming.
John: Well, it worked, didnít it?
Natalie: Did you find it? Good.
John: This is it, number 608.
Natalie: Your father would be real proud of you right now.
John: I donít know about that. You did real good, though.
Natalie: Thanks. Now, letís go get that gun and get Spencer.†
Claudia: Hey. Are you ok?
Nora: Oh, yeah, sure, just fabulous.
Nora: I think I'm starting to get feelings for somebody that I'm not supposed to get feelings for -- itís just wrong all over the place.
Claudia: Honey, join the club.
Nash: You think that I should go back into business with Claudia Reston?
Jessica: Well, she knows the score now, and her fatherís no longer a threat --
Nash: I get it.
Jessica: Get what?
Nash: You think that if I get back involved with Claudia again, I'll forget all about Tess. Mm-hmm. You said that you were remembering stuff about me and Tess being together. Well, if thatís true, then you should know that Tess is in my blood. Sheís in my bones. And nothing will ever make me give up on Tess.
Evangeline: Thatís way more than a minute. Come on, Todd, check in with me. I guess it couldnít hurt to call.
Cristian: Sorry. It took longer than I thought.
Evangeline: What are you doing in there?
Cristian: See for yourself.
Viki: I donít know what to say to you.
Todd: Well, no more lectures, no more advice.
Viki: May I make an observation?
Viki: I was watching Blair tonight. When Spencer proposed to her, I saw the look on her face. It was absolute panic. It was not the look of somebody whoís in love. Good night.
Spencer: I'm sorry about what Todd said.
Blair: I donít want to talk about it.
Spencer: Come on, lís get out of here, go upstairs, celebrate our engagement. I'll get my jacket.
Blair: Damn it, John, whereís the key?
Natalie: Ok, itís your turn. John? If the gun isnít in there, you'll still get him. Spencerís going down. Is it in there?
On the next "One Life to Live" --
Starr: Momís going to marry Dr. Truman?
Todd: I donít know how you could give up on me so easily. I never gave up on you.
Evangeline: Someoneís pretty sure heís getting lucky tonight.
Cristian: Well, I'm already lucky.
Natalie: Is the gun in there, John?
Man: What do you think you're doing?
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