OLTL Transcript Thursday 12/7/06

One Life to Live Transcript Thursday 12/7/06


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Blair: Why are you so confident with everything on the line here?

Judge: Ladies a gentlemen of the jury, I'm sending you home. Unless you hear from a court officer, I expect to see you back here at 10:00 tomorrow morning.

Blair: Evangeline? What happened to Spencer?

Evangeline: I don't know. But if it has anything to do with the judge dismissing the jury early, we could be in trouble.

Antonio: Looks like the place is coming together.

Nash: Yeah. Well, I'd -- I'd hoped to finish it by now, but --

Antonio: Well, you know, man plans, God laughs.

Nash: Yeah, I hoped you'd understand. But -- well, that's why I invited you down to take a look around, see how your investment's going. You ready for the 50-cent tour?

Antonio: You bet. [Phone rings] Oh, give me a second.

Nash: Yeah.

Antonio: Oh. Hey. How's the Christmas shopping going?

Jessica: Oh, what a nightmare. I got a few cute dresses for Bree, though, and I got some great books for Jamie.

Antonio: So, basically, you're done?

Jessica: Yeah, right -- if you want to take care of all of our family and friends?

Antonio: Really funny.

Jessica: So how long you going to be with Nash?

Antonio: I don't know, babe. What about yourself?

Jessica: Same. I just stopped to fortify myself with a little bit of hot chocolate.

Antonio: That sounds good.

Jessica: I'll check in with you later. I love you.

Antonio: Yeah, me too, you. Bye.

Reg: Nice to see you again, Tess.

John: I really think surgery can wait till I hear the verdict.

Natalie: John, maybe the doctor's right. Maybe delaying it could hurt your recovery.

Dr. Sheridan: And I'm not going to allow that to happen.

John: I can't go under -- I can't go under, not now.

Dr. Sheridan: I'll look at my schedule, see what I can do.

Natalie: Thank you.

John: Thank you.

Natalie: John, that is your plastic surgeon. Don't piss him off.

John: Sometimes he pisses me off.

Natalie: Yeah, well, Cristian said that he would call if anything starts to happen there.

John: Is your cell phone on?

Natalie: Yes, it's on, and I just recharged the battery. Why would they -- why would they bring the jury back?

John: I don't know. Maybe the judge felt like he needed to give them some more instruction.

Natalie: Well, even if you're right, I would just feel so much better if someone would let us know.

Evangeline: What is Judge Fortier doing? Why did he send the jury home?

Nora: I don't know. But judging from the looks on the faces of the defense, I think we're in trouble.

[Gallery murmurs]

Todd: Hey, what's Truman up to?

Judge: Order. Order. [Gallery quiets] I have received some troubling information about Dr. Truman's behavior after he was returned to his cell.

Evangeline: Your honor, the prosecution should've been told.

Judge: I felt there was no time to waste.

Evangeline: No disrespect, your honor, but the prosecution has a right to know if something has happened to the defendant.

Judge: And you're about to find out, ms. Williamson. Please sit down. Will the defendant please rise? Dr. Truman, you have been charged with murder in the first degree in the death of officer Thomas Mc Bain. Despite your testimony, and that of Dr. Saybrooke's, I ruled that you were fit to stand trial.

Spencer: Yes, your honor, thank you very much -- fit as a fiddle!

Mark: Spencer --

Spencer: Ah-ah-ah-ah.

Judge: Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Dr. Truman, but I'm thinking of changing my mind.

Blair: What?

[Gallery murmurs]

Starr: So Mrs. Mc Bain didn't notice I ditched school today? Good. Thank you for covering for me, Langston, I owe you one. No, no, no, no, no, no. I told you, Langston, I couldn't wait. Dr. Truman put my dad on death row, and I have to make sure that the same thing happens to him. Yeah, they haven't said anything on TV yet, but I get instant updates on the web. The last thing I heard was that the judge called the jury back in and no one knows why. [Computer chimes] Langston, I got to go. I'll call you if I hear anything, ok? All right, thanks again. Bye. "Still true?"

Antonio: All right, so where do we start?

Nash: Well, I thought we'd start in the vineyard, move on to the greenhouse, and then end up in the refinery.

Antonio: All right, let's do it.

Nash: I got to warn you, I'm working on a new hybrid plant, but it's not going to be ready to plant till the spring, which means the wine's not going to be drinkable for another couple of years.

Antonio: So we're not going to be able to sell it right away?

Nash: Oh, no -- that would probably be a problem for business, wouldn't it?

Antonio: So what does that mean, that the -- that the wine's going to sit in the barrel for a while until it's ready?

Nash: Well, you know what they say -- "we sell no wine before its day." Look, the wine business requires a long lead time, plus, I'm basically starting off from scratch here, so --

Antonio: Well, it sounds like it needs a lot of luck and prayer.

Nash: Yeah, that a problem to you?

Antonio: No, no. I actually did all the research and I know what I'm in for.

Nash: Good. All right, let's go.

Reg: "Of all the gin joints in all the world, she had to step into mine." Hey, baby. You like my Brando?

Jessica: It -- it's Bogart, and, please, just go away.

Reg: What -- what's with the attitude? Afraid your hubby might show up? I guess you don't want him knowing about your other life.

Jessica: I don't know what you're talking about.

Reg: Sure you do -- Tess.

Natalie: I'm calling uncle Bo.

John: If there's news, he'll call you.

Natalie: I hate waiting.

John: Yeah, I hadn't noticed. Doc make a decision about my surgery?

Nurse: I'll let you know as soon as I hear something. Meanwhile, try to stay calm. We don't need your blood pressure going through the roof.

John: I think she meant you.

Natalie: Oh, ha-ha, John. You know, the only reason you're not jumping up crazy here is because you're on medication -- maybe I should take a hit off your I.V.

John: You know, if they won't give me a TV remote, maybe -- maybe a radio.

Natalie: Oh, yeah.

John: Where'd you get that?

Natalie: I swiped it from the nurses' station.

John: What are you waiting for? Turn the TV on.

Natalie: What if the nurse catches us?

John: I don't know -- I'll say I'm watching cartoons.

Natalie: You don't watch cartoons.

John: There's so much about me you don't know.

Spencer: This is an outrage, your honor. I'm not crazy!

[Judge pounds gavel]

Judge: Dr. Truman, after hearing --

Spencer: I just needed more ink for my writings!

Judge: Dr. Truman, after hearing about your most recent behavior, I have no choice but to reconsider my earlier ruling!

Marcie: Did he just say what I think he just said?

Michael: Yeah, yeah. And Spencer is not crazy. The judge is crazy.

Marcie: I know.

Clint: What the hell is this guy thinking anyway?

Blair: That bitch got to him!

Judge: If you can't control yourselves, I will clear this courtroom.

Evangeline: Your honor, you already ruled that the defendant was fit to stand trial, and the facts of this case have not changed.

Judge: We're not talking about the facts, ms. Williamson, or guilt versus innocence. We're talking about a man's sanity.

Spencer: I am not crazy, your honor. My attorney is the only one in this room who thinks that I'm incapable of standing trial!

Judge: Mr. Casey --

Spencer: And he's obviously suffering from vascular dementia!

Judge: Mr. Casey, control your client!

Mark: Sit. Come on, sit down.

Judge: Now, since the incident in question, Dr. Truman was again examined at length by Dr. Saybrooke. I have decided that the best way to proceed is to have Dr. Saybrooke return to the stand and tell the court of her most recent findings.

Evangeline: Objection, your honor. We already know Dr. Saybrooke's opinion. And if you insist on proceeding, my expert should be given equal time with the defendant.

Judge: You asked to be told of the incident, counselor. Once she tells the court on the record, I will render my decision. Dr. Saybrooke?

[Mark whispers]

Judge: You're still under oath.

Jessica: My name is not Tess. You have me confused with somebody else.

Reg: Who, your twin sister? Now, are you as much fun as she is?

Jessica: No, I'm no fun at all. See, I'm married.

Reg: This is really turning me on. You remember what happened last time? Now, you wouldn't give me the time of day, and just when I was about to give up on you -- [Reg snaps fingers] You were all over me. And I still got the scars to prove it.

Jessica: Well, enjoy the memory, because history is not going to --

Reg: You're not walking out on me, Tess.

Jessica: Get out of my way!

Reg: I know your dirty little secret.

Antonio: I had no idea you needed so much of that equipment. It must've cost you a small fortune.

Nash: Yeah, it did. That's why I wanted you to come down here -- to see that I'm spending your money wisely.

Antonio: I -- I don't think that you were cooking the books. Look, I realize how -- how much you love this business.

Nash: Oh, it's more than a business to me, it's a passion -- Tess felt the same way. I'm sorry, that came out of nowhere.

Antonio: Did it?

Nash: You know what, Antonio? I've only ever had two passions in my life -- Tess and winemaking. I know I'm a bore, I can't stop talking about either.

Antonio: Well, I'm starting to understand the wine part.

Nash: Well, at least I can promise you not to make any comparisons between wine and women, even though there are quite a few.

Antonio: Oh, yeah? How so?

Nash: Well, wine, like women -- you get some good years and you get some bad years.

Antonio: Hmm. And how is this year?

Nash: The wine, good. Women? Not so much.

[TV mutes]

John: Hey -- I wanted to find out what happens to the roadrunner.

Natalie: Ok, all right, brace yourself here -- he runs off the edge of the cliff.

[Channel changes]

Man: Agh!

Second man: Of those who survive now get --

Natalie: Nothing.

[TV mutes]

Natalie: Aren't you going crazy?

John: Yes.

Natalie: Do you think this could've been some kind of legal screwup?

John: Maybe.

Natalie: What if Truman walks?

John: I find him and I take care of him myself.

Natalie: I'll help. Oh -- something's happening.

TV announcer: Judge Leroy Fortier has interrupted jury deliberations and recalled the parties to the courthouse. We've now learned that Judge Fortier has requested that the defense's expert psychiatric witness, Dr. Marty Saybrooke, testify again to the defendant's mental state. More updates on the hour.

Natalie: What is going on?

John: I don't know.

Nurse: Sorry, Dr. Sheridan can't wait. I am prepping you for surgery.

John: No, lady, I don't see that happening.

Mark: No.

Cristian: Hey, Bo, do you have any idea what this is about?

Bo: It looks like the judge is looking for an excuse to declare Truman unfit to stand trial.

Clint: If I strangle this judge right now, could I get off with insanity?

Viki: If you hired Spencer's lawyer, yes, you could.

Blair: How much is Spencer paying you to lie for him, Marty?

Judge: Quiet!

Blair: Well, I'm just --

[Pounds gavel]

Judge: Quiet! Any further disruptions and I will have you thrown in jail for contempt. Sit down!

Blair: All right!

Judge: One more outburst from anyone in this courtroom and I will clear it. Dr. Saybrooke, please tell the court exactly what you saw when you visited Dr. Truman in his cell.

Marty: Dr. Truman was repeatedly banging his head against the iron bed frame.

Judge: Anything else?

Marty: He has a self-inflicted laceration on his head, resulting in a mild concussion.

Judge: Go on.

Marty: Ahem. He was using the blood from the head wound to write the words "Blair" and "mother" on the cell wall.

Evangeline: Your honor --

Blair: Oh, please.

Evangeline: This doesn't prove that he's insane, only that he's desperate to convince you that he is.

Judge: Dr. Saybrooke, in your professional opinion, are the defendant's actions a ploy to be found unfit to stand trial?

Marty: No, your honor. Once the jury goes into deliberations, Dr. Truman would have no reason to believe that his actions would in any way sway the outcome of the trial.

Spencer: Because I'm innocent, your honor. The jury knows that I'm innocent.

Marty: Dr. Truman's actions are not those of a rational man. His sanity is rapidly declining and he's a danger to himself. I stand by my earlier testimony. Dr. Truman is mentally incapable of understanding what is happening to him and of taking responsibility for his actions.

Blair: Now, look, I don't care if he's a drooling idiot! The man deserves to fry, judge!

Antonio: A "bad yr" meaning losing Tess?

Nash: No, I mean losing Claudia. Yeah -- losing Tess. Look, I had a little chat with Clint about Tess.

Antonio: What'd he say?

Nash: He said that even though I keep saying I understand she's gone, I don't really mean it, not in my heart of hearts.

Antonio: Hmm. Well, leave it to Clint never to mince words.

Nash: Yeah. Well, when he's right, he's right.

Antonio: Oh, don't I know it. But you keep bringing up Tess' name.

Nash: Yeah, and I probably always will. I had a little informal funeral for Tess to say goodbye to her.

Antonio: Did it work?

Nash: Well, I still have two passions -- wine and my daughter.

Jessica: Ok, what's my dirty little secret?

Reg: You're stepping out on your husband, you're calling yourself Tess, and you got this crazy-hot housewife little fantasy life that nobody knows about but me.

Jessica: Ok. Well, if I was going to "step out" on my husband, it wouldn't be to fool around with you.

Reg: Oh, you're killing me.

Jessica: Good, good. Then find somebody else to play your little games with.

Reg: I can't. You've ruined me for other women.

Jessica: Well, then here's a tip -- why don't you stay away from all of us?

Reg: And give up the hottest woman I ever went to bed with? Huh -- to hell with that.

Jessica: To hell with you.

Reg: Ok, come on. What hubby don't know won't hurt him, and we can just find someplace where we can have a little fun -- in private.

John: Tell the doc no surgery until I find out what happens to Truman.

Natalie: Look, if you risk your recovery, this is just one more thing that Spencer can gloat about.

John: Postponing the surgery ain't going to kill me.

Natalie: You don't know that.

John: Tell him a few more minutes, please.

Nurse: I'll see what I can do.

Natalie: Thanks. You know, she's not going to be able to change his mind.

John: I know, but it bought us some more time. Turn the tv back on.

Natalie: You are so unbelievable.

John: You'd do the same thing in my position.

Natalie: You know, I'm going to call uncle Bo. Maybe he knows what's happening.

Starr: "Waiting for trial news."

Cole: "Me, too."

Starr: "Me, too. Hope it's good news." "Gotta go -- news." "Dr. Marty Saybrooke recalled to stand in Truman trial." What is going on?

[Judge pounds gavel]

Dorian: Blair, sit down, keep quiet --

Blair: I'm not his mother.

Dorian: Or the judge is going to throw you in jail. Stop it.

Judge: I warned you, Ms. Cramer. Bailiff, please remove ms. Cramer from the court.

Blair: Fine.

Todd: Uh -- Judge, judge? I'll vouch for her. If she doesn't shut up, I'll kick her out myself.

Judge: And who will vouch for you, Mr. Manning?

Spencer: I'll -- I'll vouch for Mr. Manning.

Judge: That's enough, Dr. Truman. Very well. You may stay, ms. Cramer, but that is strike two.

[Phone vibrates]

Bo: It's Natalie.

Paige: You going to answer?

Bo: I'm going to wait until I hear the judge's decision first.

Judge: Dr. Saybrooke, are you completely convinced that Dr. Truman is unfit?

Marty: Yes, your honor. I stand by my years of experience in the psychiatric field.

Blair: What are you thinking, Todd?

Todd: Shh.

Judge: I have no further questions. You may step down, Dr. Saybrooke. Ahem. This is not an easy decision. But a man's life is at stake, and the law states he is to be allowed a fair trial, that he must be capable of understanding the charges against him and of mounting a defense, and Dr. Truman is mentally unable to understand those charges.

Michael: Oh, my --

Judge: He is unable to defend himself. Therefore, I have no choice but to declare a mistrial.

Michael: No!

[Gallery clamours] [Judge pounds gavel]

Jessica: Get out of my way.

Reg: You want to play rough? Because I like it rough.

Jessica: Oh, great. So does my husband -- he's a cop. I'll just call him right now, no problem.

Reg: You're bluffing.

Jessica: Really? Well, better yet, my uncle's the police commissioner. I'll just invite him, too. We can all play a really great game of "who's your prison bitch?"

Reg: Ok. You win. Sorry to bother you.

Jessica: Hey.

Antonio: Hey, yourself. You done shopping?

Jessica: Yeah, for today. I was going to pop by the vineyard. Is that ok with you and Nash?

Antonio: Oh, yeah, that sounds great. I'll see you soon.

Reg: Tess, Tess, Tess. "Hard to get" is my favorite game.

Natalie: Whew.

John: Bo not answering?

Natalie: No. He must still be in the courthouse. You know, I'm going to try mom.

John: If she's with him, she probably won't answer, either.

Natalie: Look, I'm -- I'm just trying to get you some answers.

John: You want to know as bad as I do.

Natalie: Huh.

John: Hey -- the doc waited this long, he can wait a little longer.

Natalie: Ok, I can't. If you make any fuss, I'm going to knock you upside the head and wheel you into surgery myself.

Mark: Your honor, is my client free to go?

Blair: What are you talking about, "free to go"? Have you lost your mind, too?

Judge: That's enough, ms. Cramer. Bailiff brewer, remove ms. Cramer from the courtroom. Release is out of the question, counselor. I have found Spencer Truman to be incompetent to stand trial, not innocent of murder, and I am ordering that he be transported to the Wingdale sanitarium directly from this courthouse.

Spencer: Mr. President, I am not insane.

Judge: I dis--

Spencer: I'm not insane!

Judge: I disagree, and you will remain at Wingdale until such time as you are deemed competent to stand trial. This court is adjourned. [Judge pounds gavel]

Blair: I'm sorry, but I couldn't stand it in there. It's just ridiculous!

Todd: I understand that.

Blair: How -- oh, nice. Nice work, Marty. Just great.

Cristian: You knew Truman would figure out a way to beat this.

Nora: Oh, he didn't beat it. He just postponed it. Trust me when I say Wingdale's no picnic, and he's going to find that out soon enough. [Nora chuckles]

Cristian: You ok?

Evangeline: Yeah. I'm just working on my next move.

Paige: I don't know why I'm surprised. Spencer always figures out a way to beat the system.

Bo: I got to tell Natalie and John. I want to tell them in person.

Paige: Going to the hospital?

Bo: Yeah. You want to come with me?

Paige: I can't. I -- I hope you understand. I just -- I can't go back there.

Bo: Honey, Hugh is always right here. Always, ok? Remembering that helped me sometimes with -- with drew.

Paige: Thank you. Remember? I'll try to remember that. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.

Bo: Ok.

Clint: You know, I can't believe that this judge fell for Truman's act. What's wrong?

Viki: Todd -- much too calm.

Clint: What, you think he's planning something?

Viki: Hmm -- is the Pope catholic?

Clint: Well, if he is planning something, it's going to be rather difficult to get past all these guards.

Blair: Why aren't you ready to blow a gasket?

Todd: There's no need to

Blair: What are you talking about? Spencer just weaseled out of a murder rap.

Todd: Well, he's going to the loony bin. He'll get what he deserves there.

Blair: I'm going to head to the doctor. You going to go?

Todd: No. I got something I got to take care of. You going to be ok without me?

Blair: I know you have a very large ego, Todd, but I do manage to survive.

Todd: Not always.

Blair: Hmm.

Dorian: Oh, Blair, there you are. What were you thinking?

Blair: Well --

Dorian: How could you behave that way?

Todd: Hey, Dorian, I need a favor.

Dorian: And why would I do anything for you, Todd?

Todd: Not for me, it's for Blair. She's got a doctor appointment. Will you go with you and make sure she's ok?

Blair: Oh --

Dorian: Of course. I didn't know you had a doctor's appointment.

Blair: It's just a -- a checkup.

Dorian: Indeed. Why didn't I know about it?

Blair: Just come on.

Dorian: Why am I never told anything?

Blair: Ok, listen -- don't do anything stupid.

Dorian: Fat chance of that.

Todd: I'll try not to.

Marty: Hey, sweetie.

Cole: Hey, mom.

Marty: That had better be homework.

Cole: Yeah -- no, I had to take a break and find out what's going on with the trial.

Marty: It's on the internet?

Cole: Yeah. So, do you really think that Dr. Truman's crazy?

Marty: I'm afraid so, kiddo.

Cole: Well, from what I hear, not everybody believes you.

Marty: Well, not everybody has the experience that I do or examined Dr. Truman as carefully as I did.

Cole: Todd Manning wanted him punished real bad.

Marty: Well, he has a really good reason.

Cole: Mom --

Singer: Would you be fine?

Marty: What?

Singer: 'Cause it'll bleed it'll hurt

Cole: Forget it.

Marty: Hey -- hey, sweetie. Remember what we promised each other? No more secrets.

Cole: No, it's -- it's not a secret, it's --

Marty: You can tell me. I won't be upset, no matter at it is.

Cole: Ok, I know that you think this -- this Truman guy is crazy, but -- but did you convince yourself to get back at Todd Manning for what he did to you?

Singer: Give myself away

Evangeline: Hey -- whatever you're thinking, don't do it.

Todd: No. I was just wondering when you're going to look like, Truman, after a couple of months in the loony bin. Huh? If you're not crazy now, you will be after spending some time with some real nut jobs.

Spencer: I guess we finally agree on something, then, don't we, dad? You know what? I'll get a new lawyer. I've already got a psychiatrist who will back me up.

Todd: That's fine by me -- then you'll get tried for murder again. This isn't going to go away.

Spencer: Until I'm proven innocent, you mean?

Michael: Innocent? You are guilty as sin, you son of a bitch!

Marcie: Michael, please, no!

Clint: He's not worth it!

Cristian: Michael, relax.

Spencer: I know you -- you're not my son.

Michael: That's right.

Spencer: How's your brother doing?

Michael: My brother? That is it!

Marcie: No, no, no, Michael, no!

Michael: I am going to put you in the ground! I will put you --

Spencer: He's crazy. He's crazy.

Mark: Ok, that's enough.

Spencer: Who's crazy? Who's crazy now?

Mark: That's enough!

Todd: No, let him finish.

Spencer: I must be crazy, too, then -- for bringing you back from the dead, huh? [Spencer laughs]

Todd: No, you put me to death, remember? You faked Margaret's death, and then you framed me for it, you stole my kid.

Viki: Todd --

Todd: Where is he?

Viki: Todd, stop --

Todd: Tell me where he is!

Viki: Stop this. For heaven sakes, can't you see he's enjoying it?

Spencer: Let's ask Margaret.

Viki: Would you just ignore him, please? Look at him -- he's to be pitied. We have our families, he has nothing.

Spencer: Asa's fault! He broke my mother's heart.

Todd: Your mother was a liar and a whore.

Spencer: Did you sleep with my mother?

Todd: Uh-huh.

Spencer: Did you have her?

Todd: Yeah.

Spencer: Did you have my mother, too, son of a bitch?

Todd: I bet I wasn't the first person to give your mom a ride --

Spencer: I'm not crazy, you're crazy!

Todd: Kick her to the curb!

Spencer: And you're crazy!

Officer: Get him back, move him back.

Spencer: I want my mother! Blair!

Viki: Was that necessary?

Todd: Very.

Nurse: Dr. Pembrook got caught up in a consult. He'll be with you as soon as he can.

Blair: All right, thank you.

Dorian: Blair, you look awfully pale.

Blair: Oh, gee, I wonder why, Dorian. Maybe is it because Spencer's not going to prison, all thanks to Marty Saybrooke?

Dorian: It's not as if he's been set free. Wingdale is as much a prison as Statesville is.

Blair: Oh. Right. How long do you think he'll stay there? He'll find a way to get out, and he'll go free.

Dorian: Not if he gets what Todd believes, but he seemed awfully calm about it.

Blair: That usually means he's up to something.

Dorian: Do you have any idea what?

Blair: No. Knowing Todd, whatever it is, it'll backfire. With his luck, he's the one that's going to end up in prison, and Spencer will be set free.

Dorian: I'd like to see both of them behinds bars if it'll give you some peace of mind.

Blair: The only thing's going to get me a peace of mind is knowing what's wrong with me.

Dorian: I know Alex Pembrook -- he's a neurologist. This isn't just a routine exam, is it? What's really wrong with you?

Marty: I really -- I had to think about my past with Todd and see if it was influencing my testimony in any way.

Cole: Well, did it?

Marty: When I found out that you were taking steroids, I was really angry, and not just at you -- at myself. I was wondering if I sent you the wrong message, if I was telling you that it was ok to win at any cost.

Cole: Mom, you had nothing to do with it.

Marty: Well, probably not, but, you know, as parents, we like to delude ourselves into thinking we're more important in our kids' lives than we are. Look, sweetie, I thought that if I was even subconsciously telling you to win, no matter what, was I giving myself the same message about getting back at Todd?

Cole: What did you decide?

Marty: That if I was, I had to stop. So I didn't think about Todd Manning when I examined Dr. Truman, especially today. And his actions confirmed my earlier diagnosis and proved to me that I could do my job and not make it personal. So, did I pass the test?

Cole: Yeah.

Marty: Good. You know, a lot of the kids at school are going to give you flak about this.

Cole: Yeah, I know. I can deal with it.

Marty: What if it's someone you really like?

Cole: You know what? If they don't believe you -- or me -- then they're not worth liking.

Dorian: Here you go.

Blair: Thanks. You know, it wasn't my idea to see a neurologist. After having all these headaches, Dr. Mc Bain suggested that I see one -- I mean, as a precaution.

Dorian: Mm-hmm. You've been under a lot of stress lately -- fainting in the courtroom, not eating, and now these headaches.

Blair: Well, it seems like I'm always under stress these days.

Dorian: Yeah, because you're -- you're always chasing after men who don't deserve you.

Blair: Oh, excuse me, is this the pot calling the kettle black?

Dorian: Hey -- Clint is very, very worthy.

Blair: I'm talking about David.

Dorian: Let's not go there.

Blair: You started it.

Dorian: I'm ending it, ok -- and don't be giving me a headache.

Blair: Well, if you want to blame somebody for your headache, blame Spencer. He's the root of everybody's problems.

Dorian: That's true. David and I would be married now if it weren't for Spencer. Honey, are you sure these symptoms you're having are caused just by stress?

Blair: Oh. What else would it be?

Todd: All right, Spencer, say hello to Mr. 9 Millimeter.

Viki: Starr.

Starr: I heard what happened. How's my mom and dad?

Viki: Well, darling, they're very unhappy -- we all are.

Starr: Ok, I have to go talk to them.

Viki: Sweetheart, they've left.

Starr: Do you know where they went?

Viki: No, I don't know where they went.

Clint: I'm sure they'll tell you about what happened when they get home.

Starr: I -- I can't believe the judge couldn't tell that Dr. Truman was faking.

Viki: I know, I know. Have you eaten anything, honey?

Starr: I'm not hungry.

Viki: Well -- well, I am. Would you have dinner with me? I need to talk about this just as much as you do, ok?

Starr: What about my mom and dad?

Viki: Well, I'll leave them a message telling them where we are, ok? Please, darling, I could really use your company.

Starr: Ok.

Viki: Thank you.

Clint: All right, come on, I'll walk you two out.

Cristian: Manning's right -- nothing like a stay in Wingdale to make a sane man go crazy.

Nora: Oh, I give him a week before he's begging the judge to let him out.

Evangeline: In which case, he'll have to stand trial again.

Cristian: And you'll nail him is time.

Evangeline: Unless he keeps up this stupid act -- or literally does go crazy.

Cristian: What would happen then?

Nora: He'll still be unfit to stand trial for murder.

Evangeline: And unfit to stand trial for framing Todd.

Michael: I should've jumped him, Marce. I should've jumped him when I had the chance!

Marcie: Michael, what would that have solved? It wouldn't have solved anything.

Michael: My brother spent his entire life looking for the man that put our father in the ground.

Marcie: I know.

Michael: Now, you tell me -- you tell me how I look my brother in the eyes, and I tell him that the man that killed our father just got off!

Marcie: Michael --

Michael: Tell me how I do it. Because I don't know. I really don't know.

Natalie: Hey, uncle Bo.

Bo: Hey.

Natalie: I left you, like, a zillion messages.

Bo: Well, yeah, yeah -- that's why I'm here. How much do you know?

Natalie: Everything -- I saw it on tv.

Bo: And John?

Natalie: He doesn't know the verdict yet -- he's in surgery -- and he's going to go crazy when he finds out.

Bo: I know -- we're all going to go crazy. Truman's faking this, you know that?

Natalie: Yeah. The only ones who don't seem to know that is the judge and that so-called shrink.

Bo: Yeah, Marty Saybrooke. She has a history with Manning.

Natalie: Do you think she'd lie on the stand?

Bo: I'd like to think not, but, you know, Truman -- he's fooled everybody else, why not her, too?

Natalie: Ok, well, this is not going to do good for John's recovery. God only knows what it's going to do for his future.

Jessica: Hey.

Nash: Hey! You know, I had an idea. I think I might get --

Jessica: Hey, sweetie.

Nash: Get Bree a little miniature tool kit for Christmas.

Antonio: Ok, well, a, I don't think they make a hammer small enough to fit into her hand, and, b, I think she would prefer a doll.

Nash: Killjoy. What makes you the expert?

Antonio: Well, Jamie. I -- you know, I've been there, done that, paid the price.

Nash: A doll it is.

Antonio: Excellent idea -- unless -- unless you've already bought her one?

Jessica: What?

Antonio: Have you bought Bree a doll yet?

Jessica: Oh. No. Sorry, I haven't.

Antonio: You ok?

Jessica: Um -- just Christmas shopping all day -- I'm beat.

Antonio: Mm-hmm. Well, why don't -- why don't you call it a day and go get yourself a massage?

Jessica: Yeah -- um -- I have to go pick up the kids from your mom's.

Antonio: Well, why don't you let me take care of that?

Jessica: You're so great. I think I will.

Antonio: All right. Come on.

Jessica: Oh. See you later, Nash.

Nash: Have fun.

Antonio: All right, baby, I'll see you later.

Jessica: See ya.

Antonio: Be careful, ok?

On the next "One Life to Live" --

Blair: I may not have a brain tumor. I think I'm pregnant.

John: We need to talk about Natalie.

Reg: Let's get this party started right here, right now.

Nash: What is it?

Antonio: Jess is in trouble.

Todd: I'm taking over here.

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