One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 1/23/07
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Rex: What the hell?
Marty: Hi. Um -- I must have overslept. Here. Let me get you some breakfast.
Cole: I had a banana.
Marty: Well, that is not enough.
Cole: Mom, you fell asleep on the couch again. I heard you crying in your sleep.
Marty: Yeah, it was -- it was just a bad dream. That's all. I'm -- I'm sorry if I bothered you.
Cole: Don't be sorry. Just take better care of yourself.
Marty: I will, ok? I promise.
Cole: Listen, what Spencer Truman did to you -- you can't get over that in a couple of days, all right? I can stay home if you want, but --
Marty: No, absolutely not.
Cole: But I will. If you want me to, I will.
Marty: If you want me to be happy, then you need to live your own life. Ok? Hmm.
Cole: I love you, Mom.
Marty: I love you, too.
Cole: I just want you to be happy again.
Marty: Huh. Me, too.
Natalie: Hey. Orange juice?
John: Oh, thanks.
Natalie: John, you're -- you're sweating. You feeling ok?
John: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Natalie: You know, you were tossing and turning all night.
John: I'm sorry. Did I keep you up?
Natalie: I don't mind. Listen, I'm going to get you another shirt. I don't want you getting sick.
Adriana: I was hoping you'd sleep late.
Adriana: I heard you walking around during the night.
Adriana: Rex, I don't care what you say. Lying to Todd about where his baby is -- it's killing you.
Todd: Hey. Look a lot better.
Blair: You don't. You look like hell.
Todd: Well, I spent the night on that chair out there and I was having nightmares.
Blair: Maybe you should go home to the kids.
Todd: No, the kids spent the night at Viki's. The nightmares were about you.
Blair: Oh -- Todd? I've had breakfast this morning -- hot tea, juice. I -- I'm feeling better.
Todd: No, they weren't about you getting sick. They were about you and Spencer.
Michael: What are you so happy about?
Spencer: It's good news, Dr. McBain. I need you to scrub in. We have to get the patient to surgery immediately.
Michael: You are the patient, Spencer.
Spencer: I don't want anyone else to assist, mike. I need you on this. This could quite possibly be the best day of my life and quite possibly yours, as well.
Nora: Coffee? Remember our date for coffee this morning?
Marty: I'm so sorry.
Nora: It's all right. Do you want to reschedule?
Marty: No, no --
Nora: We can reschedule.
Marty: No, no, no, no. I haven't been sleeping well lately, so I will just -- I will put some coffee on right now.
Nora: No, you know what? Why don't we just sit down and talk, you know? I can only imagine with everything you went through with Spencer that you --
Marty: Oh, no, no. That -- it has nothing to do with that, really. It --
Nora: Oh. Ok.
Marty: Yeah -- no, no, no. I -- I am honestly -- honestly I am perfectly fi--
Nora: You know what? You, sit now. I'm going to go make us a pot of coffee, and then we're going to talk.
Starr: Langston, I forgot to tell you, but me and Cole -- we kind of hooked up.
Langston: "Hooked up"? "Hooked up" as in -- as in hooking --
Starr: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. We just kissed.
Langston: Wow, you're really living on edge, aren't you?
Starr: You know me.
Langston: Actually, I'm beginning to wonder.
Britney: Hey, Starr. Hi, Langston.
Langston: Hmm -- Whitney.
Britney: I'm so glad your mom is better.
Starr: Yeah, you keep saying that.
Britney: You must be so relieved.
Britney: Well, we'll give you two some privacy. See you later, Cole. Come on, Amber.
Langston: Your new best friend is so going to rat out the two of you.
Starr: It's not like we're doing anything wrong.
Langston: All right. I'm sorry, but everybody who shouldn't know about the two of you does. You guys need to stop acting so stupid. And don't even think about going into the CIA for a living.
Starr: Langston, please.
Cole: No, Langston's right. I should've stayed away. We have to be more careful.
Britney: I'm going to have to move fast.
Britney: Can't take being nice to people for very much longer.
Starr: You know what? It was really nice of you to offer me your history notes, but we're not supposed to be seen together.
Marcie: It's a nice try, but you don't have that class together, so --
Rex: Ahem. Did you make coffee?
Adriana: I hate it when you do this.
Rex: What? What am I doing?
Adriana: I say something you don't want to hear and you pretend like you didn't hear it at all.
Adriana: I am talking about you. Look, we made our decision -- Todd is never going to know that Tommy is his son. The best thing you can do for your sanity is to forget that you ever even knew.
Rex: You can do that?
Adriana: We decided, Rex, and we have to live with it forever. And I can't stand watching you torture yourself every single day like you're deciding all over again. It's done!
Rex: Assuming we've covered all the bases.
Adriana: We did our best.
Rex: Well, thank god Blair's on the mend. Todd will be all about her for a while.
Adriana: Look, if you get confused, just think about Michael and Marcie, or Tommy. Do you really want him to live like Starr and jack?
Rex: I'm -- I'm still not sure that it's our call. And besides, if I don't tell Todd what I know, Spencer Truman just might.
Adriana: Todd had him locked up and tortured him and he still didn't give it up.
Rex: Tommy is Truman's ace in the hole. He is not going peacefully off to Wingdale without playing that card.
Michael: Well, you're healing nicely, Spencer. Incision looks good, no fever, no sign of infection. And no reason not to ship you off to Wingdale.
Spencer: I have got a full --
Officer: We're going to get Truman ready for transfer.
Spencer: Surgical schedule today --
Michael: Oh, shut up, Truman!
Spencer: Dr. McBain, and I need your expertise on this. The patient's name is tom.
Michael: I told you don't play with me.
Spencer: He is a young Boy and he needs our help, he really does. I mean, his father couldn't save him. Todd manning couldn't save anyone, for that matter, not even himself.
Spencer: Now, listen to me.
Michael: Man, that is a new low, even for you, Spencer. What are you babbling about -- the baby that Todd and Blair lost?
Spencer: Was I? I can't -- I can't remember. Was I?
Blair: You want to tell me about your dream?
Todd: No, I shouldn't have said anything. Why don't you finish your breakfast.
Blair: I'm not hungry, Todd. What were Spencer and I doing?
Todd: Laughing at me.
Todd: See? It's no big deal.
Blair: No, it is. It's a big deal.
Blair: How many months have I tried to make you understand Spencer and me? How that affair was the biggest mistake of my life, huh? And how I teamed up with John McBain to try to get the information on Spencer to bring him down so I could make up to you that mistake. And I almost lost our baby and nearly died, and you're still having dreams about Spencer making fun of you. I should've listened to you before when you said there was no hope for us.
Todd: I don't think that way now.
Blair: Well, you should, Todd, because we're over.
John: Ok, look, I -- I can do that, ok?
Natalie: Well, I mean, is this going to be ok for physical therapy?
John: Yeah, it'll be fine.
Natalie: Maybe something a little looser.
John: No, please. Natalie, the shirt's fine. It's fine.
Natalie: Ok. What time is Gray coming?
John: Oh, he -- he should be here any minute now.
Natalie: You want me to go, don't you?
John: Not unless you want to see a grown man cry doing two pushups.
Natalie: Be patient, John. You've been lying on your back for months. So --
Natalie: Anything you want to talk about?
John: Huh. The two of us locked up in this little room, I think we've talked about everything there is to talk about.
Natalie: Hmm, not so sure about that.
John: You could at least drug me. Probably talk up a storm then.
Natalie: Still not over that, huh?
John: Kind of a sore subject.
Natalie: Are you ever going to be over that? I mean, you act like I slipped you a Mickey. I gave you prescribed drugs that you were too stubborn to take.
John: It's how you would treat a child. It's what they call adding insult to injury.
Natalie: Well, can I answer the door or would that be an insult, too?
John: Keep it up.
Natalie: Hey, Gray.
Gray: Hello. How's our boy?
Natalie: Well, nothing's changed. He's still just as much of a jackass as he ever was.
Marty: And it just seemed like I didn't matter to either one of them.
Nora: To Spencer or Todd?
Marty: Yeah. Yeah, they'd like nothing more than to kill each other and I just, well, happened to be right in the middle of it.
Nora: Sort of like how you were in the middle of it at the fraternity party all those years ago?
Marty: I don't know.
Nora: You can't ignore the parallels, Marty.
Marty: Well -- hmm -- I definitely felt powerless in both situations.
Nora: Because of Todd?
Marty: You know, it was different. It was -- when I was raped, when Todd and the others raped me, they were no weapons involved.
Nora: No, just brute force and anger.
Marty: Right, so -- hmm -- even though I wanted to die, I had at least the expectation that I would come out ok, that all I had to worry about was myself. But this time --
Nora: Only you could've been killed.
Marty: I just -- you know, all I could think about was Cole.
Langston: I'm going to go look something up.
Cole: I can't believe this. I can't even talk to Starr in passing?
Marcie: I have eyes. You know, give me a little bit more credit. You two -- this has gone way beyond talking in the library or the hallway or wherever you bump into each other.
Cole: So what? I got in trouble for something I did to myself and I'm taking full responsibility --
Cole: For everything that's happened.
Marcie: Cole, just stop. Ok, I know all about what happened and I don't disagree with you.
Starr: Well, then, what's the problem?
Marcie: There is no problem, Starr. As your teacher and your friend, I want what's best for you both.
Starr: That's what I keep hearing from everybody.
Marcie: You get caught sneaking around behind their backs, then, you know --
Starr: I know -- Boarding school for me.
Marcie: Exactly. Thank you. Five minutes.
Cole: You ok?
Starr: Yeah. What?
Cole: You know, you look really pretty when you're freaking out.
Todd: You know, if I was still tied up in knots about you and Spencer, I wouldn't have spent the night in some crummy chair just to be close to you.
Blair: Todd, I know you care about me. I've always known that --
Todd: I care about you? Man, I nearly went to pieces when that doctor said you might not make it.
Blair: And I know it scary for you --
Todd: And I'm the one who said "I'll never say goodbye"! I told the kids we weren't going to lose you.
Blair: Yeah. And you also said that we were a train wreck, if I remember correctly, that there was no hope for us.
Todd: Well, I -- I was going crazy when I thought that stuff.
Blair: Come on, Todd. Damn it, we've been over all of this --
Blair: So many times!
Todd: I'm not giving up.
Blair: You're just scared because you thought I was going to die. That's what this is all about.
Todd: You still love me.
Blair: No. You said the only thing that we have going between us is jack and Starr.
Todd: And the baby we lost. Yeah, see, you're grieving.
Blair: No, Todd.
Todd: That's what this is about.
Blair: No, it's not.
Todd: Blair, you lost our baby and it's just killing us Both. And I got a son out there somewhere.
Blair: Spencer told you that night on the roof at that warehouse that your baby was gone.
Todd: Yeah, and I don't believe that any more than I believe you're going to die.
Todd: So we -- maybe -- maybe if we can find my son and we can bring him back and we can raise him as ours and take good care of him -- I mean, not to -- not to replace the child that we lost, but just to -- to make sure that we don't lose anyone else, I think we can find our way back to each other. I know we can.
Michael: Why are you talking about Todd Manning's son?
Spencer: The boy -- Michael, we have to save him. We have to save him. He was in an accident. I mean, all those burns -- it was just horrible, man. We need to help him.
Michael: That's your son you're talking about, Spencer -- Hugh Hughes. And it's too late for him -- he died hating you like everybody else.
Spencer: My son was already a man when I became his father.
Michael: Yeah, well, I'd be willing to bet if he knew you from day one, he still would've hated your guts.
Spencer: Do you know Dr. Michael McBain?
Michael: Come off it, Spencer.
Spencer: Listen, I -- I need you to get him a message for me. I need you to tell him something for me.
Michael: Sure. No problem.
Spencer: He doesn't know who the baby's father is. He doesn't know. But I do.
Adriana: Spencer is a fruitcake. Nobody believes anything he says.
Rex: That's when he's lying. But Tommy is Todd's son. It's not hard to prove that.
Adriana: But the only people that know about Tommy are Spencer and us, and as of tonight, Spencer's going to be in a mental institution.
Rex: So, if we can get through today without telling anybody, our secret should be safe.
Adriana: All we have to do is wait.
Marty: I -- I went to see him.
Marty: Spencer. I got as far as his door and -- hmm. He just looked at me with that smirk.
Nora: Well, that's rich. If it weren't for you, he'd be on trial for murder right now.
Marty: You know, he -- he isn't rational so, you know, it's not like I can confront him like I could Todd. Huh.
Nora: How -- how do you feel about Todd right about now?
Marty: He -- he offered to exchange himself for me.
Marty: Mm-hmm. It caught Spencer totally off-guard. He probably saved my life.
Marty: Oh, excuse me.
Natalie: I was wondering if you had some time.
Gray: Stretch your left knee forward without lifting your foot off the floor. Good. Down. Right side. Nice and easy. Down. Good, left side.
Gray: Very nice. Feels good, right?
John: I'll tell you, man, I'm getting tired of stretching.
Gray: I know, but stretching is essential, John. It decreases the swelling down and it --
John: It reduces the scarring. I -- I get it. I do it 10 times a day.
Gray: Right, and you're getting sick of them, right?
John: Yeah, I am.
Gray: Huh -- which is why I brought this.
John: What do you got in there?
Gray: Weights. Think you're ready?
John: Yeah, I know I'm ready.
Blair: This isn't about children. I mean, even if your child were still alive, why do you think he's the key to solving our problems, Todd?
Todd: I went on trial because everyone said that I killed Margaret to get rid of my own son. Now, you know, I've been called a lot of nasty things in my time. But to be called a baby killer -- that really destroyed me, you know.
Blair: I know.
Todd: So, when I got out of prison, I said I'm going to find him and I'm going to make it up to him.
Blair: And I wanted to help you do that, but you wouldn't have anything to do with that. You didn't want me to do that.
Todd: I know, I know, I know. I didn't know how to let you help me. And Spencer's the one that got rid of him.
Blair: And now, you're having dreams about me and Spencer,
Todd: Oh. That's -- well, that's what Margaret used to call him – then help me find him and then -- and then when we're a family again, you can marry me.
Michael: Why are you talking about my son? Are you threatening my boy? Are you threatening Tommy?
Spencer: Now, doc -- Dr. McBain thinks that Tommy is his son.
Michael: He is my son -- I adopted him.
Spencer: We put him there. We did.
Michael: "We"? Who's we?
Spencer: We helped Dr. McBain get Tommy. We did.
Starr: Ok, I'm freaking out a little bit.
Cole: Yeah, I know.
Starr: I feel like everybody is mad at me.
Cole: Us. They're mad at us.
Starr: Yeah, but you're the football player.
Starr: You're the jock. People expect things like that of you. If I was ever caught doing steroids, I'd -- I'd be expelled for academic dishonesty or something.
Cole: Hey, we all have our labels to live up to.
Starr: I hate feeling like everybody's talking about us.
Cole: Well, we just have to stop being so interesting.
Starr: That's not possible.
Cole: Well, maybe it'll be easier if people think we had broken up.
Starr: It's worth a try. When should we start?
Cole: How about now?
Natalie: Nora --
Natalie: So sorry, I didn't know.
Nora: Don't worry about it. I actually am due in court. Listen, you ever want to talk, you give me a call, ok?
Marty: Yeah. Thanks for your help.
Nora: Ok. Bye.
Nora: Bye, Natalie.
Marty: Come in. I -- I take it this isn't a social visit?
Natalie: I'm here about John.
Marty: Is he ok?
Natalie: He's at home, but he's not taking care of himself. He's not taking his pain medication because he wants to have a clear head.
Marty: Well, shouldn't taking his pain medication be his decision?
Natalie: It's not just that. When John found out that Spencer was holding you hostage, he was ready to Bolt to the hospital to save you. He's not supposed to leave his room! It's like he feels like he owes you or something. But he won't tell me why.
Marty: You know I can't say anything, Natalie. It's doctor/patient privilege.
Natalie: That's not why I'm here. I want you to stay away from John. He needs time to heal, and he doesn't need a shrink.
Marty: You know, I'm -- I'm sensing you have a problem with me, and I -- I really don't know why.
Natalie: John and I were going to be just fine. And then you said Spencer wasn't fit to stand trial, and now, all we do is fight.
Marty: I was asked to give my professional opinion, and I gave it.
Natalie: Spencer is as fit for trial as I am. People have died over the things that he has done. He was about to pay for it. But now, he'll be transferred to Wingdale, which is not prison, but at least it's out of Llanview. So I suggest you stay away from that hospital.
Marty: Oh, are you suggesting that it is my fault that I was held at gunpoint?
Natalie: Isn't it?
Marty: Get out.
Natalie: Stay away from Spencer, and stay away from John.
Gray: Ok. Hey.
John: Oh --
Gray: All right, try -- try four reps. Don't bend your wrist, and exhale as you raise the weight.
John: I'll tell you, gray, before the accident, I was doing maybe twice this -- twice as much -- oh --
Gray: Well, you've had months of de-conditioning. Good.
John: Ugh --
Gray: That's it. A couple of weeks ago, you couldn't lift five pounds. All right? This is real progress, John. You should be proud. Congratulations.
John: Yeah. Thanks.
Gray: I got it. Wait until you tell Natalie.
John: I don't think I'm going to tell her. I'd prefer you didn't say anything, either.
Blair: I -- I just can't do it. I don't know if I could do it.
Todd: Hey, Spencer's going to Wingdale.
Todd: Well, more than good. It's great. Don't you see that? We made it. Mad. Spencer's going in the nut house.
Blair: Todd --
Todd: We can be that family you always dreamed of.
Blair: You know, I used to blame everybody -- everybody -- for what happened to us. But, Todd, it's us. We're the ones that do all of this. You lied to me when you got into all this trouble with Margaret, and then I turned to Spencer. We are who we are. And maybe we're just wrong for each other.
Todd: No. No.
Blair: I'm trying to save us a whole bunch of hurt in the future, Todd.
Todd: I made a lot of mistakes in my life. But the biggest one -- the biggest one was being on that roof with Spencer and not finishing off that son of a bitch when I had the chance.
Michael: The hospital brass wouldn't let me operate on you -- when you shot yourself. They said I was too personally involved. They were right. If I had operated on you -- if I had had you on my operating table, you wouldn't be here right now. Yeah, my career would be over, but I'm telling would have been worth it, because I would have gotten rid of you for good. Oh, everybody thinks that you have lost it. They think you're talking to the walls, but I know different. This is just your newest persona.
Spencer: Tommy McBain --
Michael: Don't you ever say my son's name again!
Spencer: You're going to have to be the one to tell him, Rex. He's not listening to me, man.
Mark: Hello, Spencer. Sorry I'm late. I got held up in court.
Spencer: Actually, Mark, you're right on time.
Starr: You need your space?
Cole: Didn't you hear what I just said?
Starr: Yeah, I heard you perfectly. And I'm so sick and tired of listening to you. I never want to see you ever again.
Cole: Sounds good to me!
Starr: Good. I was so wrong about him.
Langston: Funny. That was a real mad awakening.
Langston: You do know nobody bought that act?
Starr: Yeah, but if we keep it up, it'll work.
Amber: They broke up. Lucky for you, huh?
Britney: No, they're up to something. And I am so going to find out what it is, even if I have to become a complete stalker to do it.
Gray: I know the stretches are boring, but the more of them you do, the better off you'll be down the line.
John: Don't worry, I'll do them. Hey, that's -- that's Natalie. Remember what I said, ok?
Natalie: How did it go?
John: Oh, it was -- it was rough.
Natalie: I'm sorry. Is there something I could do to help him with his progress?
Gray: Nah, he knows what he has to do. We'll just keep getting at it. Hmm?
John: See ya.
Natalie: What's -- what's up with him? He usually sticks around and shoots the breeze with you when you guys are done.
John: He's probably just as frustrated as I am.
Natalie: You know what? You're going to make progress soon.
John: Yeah -- look, I wanted to -- I shouldn't have said what I said earlier, ok? I'm sorry.
Natalie: It's ok. I know why you did it.
John: Oh, yeah? Why?
Natalie: It's Marty Saybrooke, isn't it?
Mark: You can take a few minutes to look it over if you want, but I'm sure you'll find it's all in order. Your entire estate will be turned over to me.
Spencer: And poor old Spencer will just be penniless, right?
Mark: You asked for it. Although, I'm not sure the court's going to buy it. You know, you've been declared legally incompetent, you know.
Spencer: Yeah, I know. So, did you get the rest of the things I needed?
Mark: Yeah, it's all in the bag. You want to look at it?
Spencer: No, no, it's -- it's not necessary at all, but --
mark: What, is something wrong?
Spencer: Well, this right here.
Spencer: This -- this thing right here?
Mark: What -- Spencer!
Spencer: Believe me, it's going to be worth the headache. Four years of medical school and two years of internships, six years of residency -- damn, that's going to pay off.
Marty: Ahem --
Guard: I'm sorry, there's no visitors allowed.
Adriana: You worried?
Rex: Yeah. Waiting's not my best event.
Adriana: Try to have a little faith, Rex.
Rex: In Spencer Truman? That guy's a walking worst-case scenario. You know, I feel like I should do something to stop him.
Adriana: People who say they're going to control Spencer Truman -- most times, those people end up hurt or dead.
Rex: It would be just like him to screw up Tommy's life -- and Marcie and Michael's, just for the fun of it.
Adriana: Look, Tommy is Todd's son. And he's not going to stop trying to find him, no matter what you do. Hello? Oh, crud. I forgot. Yes. Yes, I will be there right away. Ugh! Layla and I were supposed to meet our lawyer today to sign the papers of incorporation, and I totally forgot. Oh.
Rex: You guys are going to be exposed, Inc.?
Adriana: With a corporate seal and everything.
Rex: You can go. I'll be fine.
Adriana: Look, I know how much I have nagged you about this. But I hope you know how much I love you for caring so much about Tommy and the McBains.
Spencer: If we can keep Todd in the dark about this, and little Tommy where he is, everybody wins.
Rex: Michael, what's up?
Michael: I don't know, Rex-- why don't you tell me?
John: What does any of this have to do with the shrink?
Natalie: She kept Spencer from going to prison for your father's murder. That's one of the reasons I went to go see her.
John: You went to see her?
Natalie: Yeah. Told her to leave you alone. I think she got the message.
John: Do you hear yourself?
Natalie: Uh -- what are you talking about?
John: What I'm talk-- I told you to stop treating me like a child. I want to have some say in my own life.
Natalie: She is messing with your life, John.
John: Even if she was, you had no right to go see her on my behalf. This is exactly what I'm talking about.
Natalie: Why do you feel like you have to protect her?
John: Why are you telling me what I think?
Natalie: You know, John, you knew when you met me that I was no pushover, and I'm going to be as pushy as I have to be until you are 100% better. Because in case you happen to have forgotten, I love you.
Blair: I don't want to spend the rest of my life with a man whose biggest regret is not killing somebody off --
Todd: Well, he killed me, damn it! And I should have killed him when I had the chance!
Blair: I can't take any more of this, Todd.
Todd: No --
Blair: Todd, I'm so tired of being frustrated, and terrified.
Todd: Yeah, I know, I know. I realize how much hell you've been through these last couple weeks.
Blair: Years, for Both of us, Todd.
Todd: Well, get your strength. You're going to need it. Because listen to me, after a while, you know it -- you're going to be itching for me. You're going to want me back. And I'll be there for you.
Rex: I really don't know what you're talking about.
Michael: I just came from seeing Spencer Truman.
Rex: How'd that go?
Michael: Well, he said, amongst other things, that he knows who my son really is.
Rex: Look, Spencer's one taco shy of a combination these days. But he still knows how to get under someone's skin.
Michael: Yes, he does. Also said you knew about it. Is that true, Rex? Or what do you and Spencer Truman know about my son that you're not telling me?
Mark: You lied --
Spencer: It's over, it's over --
Mark: You lied about everything.
Spencer: I just had to do that, you understand what I'm saying?
Mark: Spencer --
Spencer: Just take it easy. You know something, mark? When you're right, you're absolutely right.
Marty: I'm Dr. Truman's psychiatrist. We met before. I'm sure I'm on the list. I'm authorized to see him.
Guard: Yeah, he's in with his lawyer right now.
Marty: Well, then I'll be perfectly safe, won't I?
On the next "One Life to Live" --
Michael: Tell me about my son.
John: Things between us aren't working out.
Natalie: Ok, so what are you going to do about it?
Blair: I broke up with Todd.
Dorian: I do not think that's a good idea.
Todd: I'm not giving up till I get her back.
Marty: Spencer, what have you done?
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