One Life to Live Transcript Tuesday 9/11/07
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Nash: Jared, this is my wife, Jessica. Jessica, Jared Banks.
Jared: Hello, Jessica.
Jared: Itís a pleasure to meet you. I feel like I already know you.
Dorian: I'll get it.
Starr: Itís ok. I will --
Dorian: I've got it. Langston.
Starr: Hey, I was starting to worry.
Langston: Oh, sorry. The bus took forever. I -- I sent you a text. Didnít you get it?
Starr: Well, I was charging my phone. Langstonís sleeping over.
Dorian: Again? No -- you're welcome anytime, but isnít tomorrow the first day of school?
Langston: Well, my parents' flight got delayed, so they wonít be in till tomorrow night.
Starr: Come on, Langston, letís go.
[Knock on door]
Dorian: I'm so --
Clint: Something I said?
Dorian: I -- I -- I didnít see you there.
Clint: Oh. Dorian, is something wrong?
Dorian: Actually, there may be something wrong.
Langston: Starr, if you donít tell me this minute --
Starr: Ok, ok, I will, I will. I just had to make sure that my aunt canít hear us. This is so top secret, nobody knows about it, not even her.
Langston: Will you just say it already?
Starr: Ok. You know the baby that my Dad went to Chicago to find?
Langston: Yeah, what about him?
Starr: Heís coming home. Heís alive.
Langston: Oh, my God, Starr, thatís so awesome!
Starr: I know! No -- do you know what the best part is about it?
Starr: My family can really come together as a family now.
Lewis: You heard my client. Produce the child.
John: You know, Manning, I donít think you're in any position to make demands. You busted out of your cell, you assaulted a guard.
Lewis: There were extenuating circumstances.
Todd: You're damn straight there were. Your honor, my son was kidnapped, and this man, John McBain, of the Llanview Police Department, led a conspiracy to keep the truth from coming out.
John: You donít know what the hell you're --
Todd: And they were all involved -- John, Marcie, Michael, Rex, Blair Ė
Lewis: Mr. Manning, let me take care of this, ok?
Todd: No, no oneís going to take care of this. I'm the one getting screwed over here. So what the hell are you going to do about this, judge? And when am I going to get my son back?
Marcie: Oh, God, Mike, please, just promise me that we're not going to lose our son, that Todd canít take him away. Michael, you have to promise me that, please! Please promise me, Michael. I canít --
Dorian: Langstonís parents are definitely clueless, given that they never, ever call to check on their daughter or verify that sheís here.
Clint: Oh. Well, maybe they're calling her directly. I mean, she has a cell phone, I assume.
Dorian: Well, of course. Hmm. Ok, I admit, I donít know exactly how often they're in contact with her, but you would think they'd want to be here tonight, I mean, when sheís about to start a whole new year at school.
Clint: Where are they?
Dorian: Out of town, apparently.
Clint: Oh. Maybe they have a good reason.
Dorian: They better have a darn good reason for not being here when their daughterís feeling so apprehensive and nervous.
Clint: Now, did Langston actually say that she was apprehensive and nervous?
Dorian: No, but still, see, the first day of school tomorrow?
Clint: Dorian -- yeah, yeah, itís good that you're concerned about the girl, but you be careful.
Dorian: Of what?
Clint: Well, how should I put this? Your girls are doing very well now. I mean, Cassieís got this life in Savannah, and Kellyís happily raising her son in -- in London. Blair is doing very well right here in Llanview. Adriana has a new career and a boyfriend that sheís crazy about. And Starr -- well, sheís healthy and just a good kid.
Dorian: And? Are -- are you inferring that because my girls apparently donít need me right now, I'm looking desperately around for someone who does?
Clint: I wasnít going to go that far, but I do know that you like to be a part of your girls' lives.
Dorian: Ha-ha! Are you implying that I like to interfere?
Clint: I didnít say that. I didnít even think it.
Dorian: Well, I can tell you something. I have no intention of interfering in Langstonís life in -- in any way, shape, or form.
Clint: Well, good. There you go.
Dorian: But sheís a very, very nice girl. A special kid. I mean, sheís been such a good friend to Starr, and if she ever did need me --
Clint: Dorian --
Langston: A baby brother -- that is so cool. Will you be spending a lot of time at your dadís to help and stuff when the baby comes?
Starr: Well, I'll baby-sit, but I do still have a life.
Langston: Totally. I mean, your dad probably wonít let him out of his sight, anyway.
Starr: Yeah, you know, my dad is like that. Gosh, he gave me and Cole such a hard time about being together. Heís way overprotective. You're so lucky that your parents didnít give you and Markko a hard time.
Langston: They would if they knew about it.
Starr: Are you kidding me? You havenít told them that you're dating?
Langston: Oh, why would I? Me and Markko arenít serious.
Starr: You seem serious to me.
Langston: Sometimes I like him, but I donít know if I could stand him being in my face all the time.
Starr: But you did say that heís a good kisser, though.
Langston: Yeah, he is a good kisser. But you know, sometimes he gets these ideas which he thinks are so smart, but they're, like, so stupid. I just hate how stubborn he is.
Starr: Yeah, gosh, that stinks. Heís just -- heís so determined.
Langston: And full of himself. On and on about what a great athlete he is, an awesome dancer -- blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Starr: Oh, and heís so confident.
Langston: And obnoxious.
Starr: Hey -- hey, hey, I'm just saying you seem very much into him.
Langston: Yeah, well, not as much as you're into Cole.
Marcie: You know, Mike, this is just a nightmare. Really. No, I'm -- I'm serious. Thatís what this is. Itís a nightmare, and any minute now -- listen to me. Listen to me. Any minute now, we are going to wake up, ok, and everything will be all right. And -- and this -- this will not be happening.
Michael: Itís happening. Yeah, itís a nightmare, Marcie, but itís -- itís happening.
Marcie: No, maybe not. You know, maybe this is -- maybe this is just all one, big, evil game that Spencer is playing. Maybe itís a lie. Maybe itís --
Michael: Honey, I wish that was true, but my brother has proof.
Marcie: He doesnít have any proof, Michael! What does he have, documents? You know what? We have documents, too. We have documents that say that Tommy is our son. We have documents that say that we had a legal right to adopt him! Todd has a document, too, and his document says that his son is dead!
Michael: The death certificate was phony, Marcie.
Marcie: Well, then maybe the other documents are phony, too. Michael, maybe John -- maybe John is just wrong about this.
Michael: Marcie, honey, we have to be realistic about this. Ok? We have to accept the truth and figure out what we are going to do to keep our son.
Marcie: Ok, you know, Michael, when Todd was in the courtroom, you know, he said -- he said you're all guilty about this. All right, did you -do you know what he meant by that? I mean, did other people know about this? Michael, do you know who he was talking about?
Adriana: Can the judge really just hand Tommy over to Todd?
Rex: Well, she canít if Tommyís not here.
Roxy: Hey, whereís Marcie? Because my nanny rates triple after 8:00.
Rex: Roxy, take Tommy home, now.
Todd: No oneís taking my son anywhere.
Roxy: Hey, forget what I said about the moola man.
Todd: Do not leave with my son.
Roxy: Your son?
John: Roxy, we have a bit of a situation here, so if you donít mind, take Tommy --
Todd: His nameís not Tommy! I never gave him a name! His last name is Manning!
John: Your honor, will you allow me to return this man to his cell?
Judge: Not yet. Thereís a good deal to sort out here, lieutenant.
John: Well, with all due respect, judge, this is a police matter that was not brought before the court. I do not believe you have jurisdiction on this one.
Lewis: I beg to differ, your honor. The issues were raised while court was in session. Therefore, the disposition of this matter is entirely in your jurisdiction.
Judge: Yes, it is, and I've decided to recall Michael and Marcie McBain please bring them back into the courtroom. The child will remain here, as well.
Lewis: Kidís as good as yours.
Langston: So, whatís the latest with you two?
Starr: Hmm. Oh, Coleís birthday was a couple of weeks ago, but between my dad missing and his mom being in jail, I never got a chance to give him his present yet.
Langston: Well, what did you get him?
Starr: I got him a new video MP3. It has pictures and -- and, you know, songs and videos of us, and stuff that reminds him of me.
Langston: Aw. Are you going to make the screensaver a picture of you?
Starr: Ew, no. You're gross, and you're obnoxious.
Langston: I'm sorry. I mean --
Langston: Itís romantic, but a little sappy.
Starr: It was expensive, too.
Starr: It completely maxed out my credit card.
Starr: Oh, shoot, that reminds me -- I have to ask Mrs. McBain if I can baby-sit for her again.
Langston: Oh, that little kid is so cute.
Starr: Oh, I know. I am not a baby person at all. But when I see him, I just want to grab him. And he gives me this little smile, like he knows me somehow.
Marcie: Jeez, will you just answer me, Michael? Did other people know that Tommy is Toddís son?
Michael: Look, I donít know! Ok? What difference does it make?
Marcie: They could have warned us. We would have been prepared. We would have been able to do something about this.
John: Hey. The judge wants to see you in the courtroom.
John: I donít know, Marcie. Take a minute to pull yourselves together, ok? I'll be in the courtroom, on your side.
Marcie: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Sheís going -- sheís going to take our son away from us, Michael. Thatís what sheís going to do.
Michael: No. Listen to me. I am not going to let that happen, ok? We will not let anybody take our son away.
Marcie: Ok, look, I'm not going in there, ok? You go in if you want. I -- I'm just -- I'm --
Michael: Honey, honey, honey -- you got to take a breath, ok?
Michael: Ok. Now, we have to face this.
Michael: We canít run away. Come here. Everybody is waiting for us, ok?
Marcie: Ok. Ok.
Michael: Our son is waiting for us.
Michael: Ok. You ready?
Michael: Letís go.
John: They'll be right in.
Nora: You know, I think I've figured it out -- Lindsayís motive for killing Spencer. She found out that Marcie and Michaelís little boy, Tommy, is actually Toddís child. And she killed Spencer Truman to keep the little secret from coming out.
Roxy: Hereís mommy.
Marcie: Hi. Oh, my baby. My sweet little pumpkin.
Judge: You will please leave the child in the care of the woman now tending to him.
Roxy: You mean me?
Judge: I do.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: This court is back in session. Please be seated. This court was originally convened to deal with the matter of Lindsay Rappaportís arraignment for the murder of Spencer Truman. However, these proceedings have since devolved into something quite different. We are now dealing with serious accusations about a stolen child.
Todd: My child!
Judge: Quiet! Not another word out of you, Mr. Manning. I repeat, we are now dealing with accusations about a stolen child and an alleged cover-up reaching to the highest levels of the police department. Let me make this clear. I take these allegations very seriously, and the matter will be sorted out. But not tonight. You may take the prisoner back to his cell now.
Nash: Oh, I'm sorry. Have you guys met before?
Jared: You had that photo of Jessica when we first met at that business meeting.
Nash: Oh, right, the business meeting. Yeah, itís ok. Jessica knows that the business meeting was actually a poker game which I lost and you won. I donít keep anything from my wife.
Jared: Ah. Full disclosure between spouses. Itís downright refreshing. Anyway, the picture doesnít do you justice, Jessica. You are much more beautiful in the flesh.
Jared: Do you have a baby?
Nash: Yeah, Bree. Sheís my daughter.
Jessica: Honey, you are so much better getting her to go back down. Would you mind?
Nash: Yeah, sure. Yeah, give you a chance to size up my partner.
Jessica: What are you doing here, Jared?
Jessica: How did you find me?
Jared: Well, it wasnít easy since apparently, you were using an alias when we first met. But I am nothing if not resourceful.
Jessica: Ok. Ok, so you tracked me down and then you buy the controlling interest in my husbandís vineyard. What the hellís that about?
Jared: Thatís a good investment.
Jessica: No, you used his money to get it. Thatís filthy.
Jared: It all worked out. What can I say?
Jessica: No, it didnít work out. You manipulated the situation. You buying shares in the vineyard is no more a coincidence than you showing up in Llanview in the first place.
Jared: You are always the queen.
Jessica: Donít play games. You're here because of me.
Jared: Well, we have a lot of unfinished business, wouldnít you agree?
Jessica: Thatís fine, but you leave my husband out of it.
Jared: I said the two of us.
Jessica: I am a different person now.
Jared: Arenít we all? I became a vineyard owner. Thatís a first. And I intend to stay here and keep an eye on my investment.
Jessica: Ok, fine, you want to see a return on your investment, I can make it happen fast.
Jared: I'm intrigued.
Jessica: Whatever you paid for your shares in the vineyard, I will double it.
Jared: Wow. If only this were about money, I would be all over that.
Jessica: Then name your price. Anything.
Jared: Did you not get what I just said? This isnít about money. This is personal, and we both know it. Or did you forget what happened between us?
Dorian: Langstonís parents -- I mean, they -- they -- they never are in touch with her, they have no idea where she is. If something should happen to her, how would they even know, and would they even care?
Clint: Oh, come on. I'm sure that they care.
Dorian: How can you be sure of anything? You donít even know these people.
Clint: Well, nor do you. I'm only saying that you shouldnít rush to judgment until you know the facts about them, you know? But that being said, I donít think thereís anything wrong with you letting Langston know that you're there for her if she needs anything.
Dorian: I suppose thereís nothing to be done -- yet.
Clint: I think that sheís lucky to have you as a surrogate aunt, or whatever. But there is a fine line between concern and meddling.
Dorian: Oh, I hate that word.
Dorian: Hate it!
Clint: Yeah. Yeah, I know you do, and I admire your devotion to people that you care about, and I know that you would do absolutely anything for your girls. Itís that mother lion instinct. Itís one of the things that I love about you.
Starr: Oh, my God.
Starr: Do you remember? We did this last year. We wrote down all of this stuff that we wanted to happen by the end of the year.
Langston: Oh, my God. We were supposed to stick that in our backpacks and then look at it at the end of the year.
Starr: Well, we obviously forgot.
Langston: Well, what does it say?
Starr: I donít know. I'm kind of afraid to read it.
Langston: Oh, come on. Let me see it.
Starr: It was a long time ago, Langston -- uh-uh-uh! If anybody reads it, I'm going to read it.
Langston: Well, what does it say? Did any of your wishes come true?
Michael: Nora, what does it mean that they're taking Todd back to jail?
Nora: It means Toddís going back to jail. Period. All the issues surrounding Tommy are separate.
Marcie: Honey, thatís a good thing, you know? I mean Todd canít do anything about Tommy tonight.
Todd: You canít send me back to jail, your honor! They're the ones that committed a crime, not me! They kidnapped my son then committed fraud --
Judge: I will have order! And you, Mr. Manning, will let your attorney do the talking for you, or you'll be held in contempt.
Todd: But -- your honor, that little boy over there -- heís --
Judge: I assure you, your claim about the child will be thoroughly examined. In the meantime, I expect the prisoner to be accorded all his rights as guaranteed by the commonwealth. Lewis: Thank you, your honor.
Todd: Your honor -- before I am escorted back to my cell, I have one request.
Judge: State it quickly, please.
Todd: If I'm not allowed to take my son home, please, donít let these baby thieves take him home.
Todd: Your honor, please donít let my son go home with these people.
Marcie: No, do not listen to this man, your honor. My husband and I -- we have done nothing wrong!
Todd: Ah, no -- they just stole a kid. Thatís no big deal.
Marcie: We were deceived, as well. We legally adopted Tommy. Until today, we had no idea who Tommyís biological father was, if it is even the truth.
Todd: Your honor, sheís lying. They're all lying.
Judge: The child will stay with neither Mr. Manning nor the McBains. That would be equitable.
Marcie: No! Your honor, how is that equitable? Heís a -- heís a baby. He doesnít understand any of this. He will cry all night long. I mean, why would you -- why would you want to hurt him like that? Please, your honor, heís just a little boy.
Roxy: Your highness? My name is Roxanne Louise Balsom and I got a little something to say.
Rex: Roxy, no, please, not now.
Roxy: Hey, zip it! Donít I got a right to weigh in here? I just got to tell you that I love Marcie and Michael like they're my own kids, and they live in my establishment, so I think I know them as good as anybody.
Judge: I hope I donít regret this, but go ahead, Ms. Balsom.
Roxy: Well, what I'm saying is I love them like they're my own kids -- Marcie and Michael.
Judge: Yeah -- the point, please.
Roxy: Well, my point -- and I, I do have one -- is that they love this kid. And look at him, look at him -- heís happy and healthy, and totally clueless. He knows less about whatís going on here than I do, and thatís saying a lot. But the one thing he knows is that these are his parents, and if he were to stay with strangers tonight -- or any night, for that matter -- he'd be screaming and kicking his brains out. So I think that Marcie is right. We shouldnít punish this kid. We got to do whatís best for him. Isnít that the point?
Judge: I appreciate your statement, Ms. Balsom.
Roxy: You rock, judge.
Judge: Thank you, Ms. Balsom.
Roxy: Hey --
Judge: And had I been allowed to finish what I was saying before, you would've realized that I feel exactly as you do -- that while it would be equitable to keep the child away from both sets of parents during this dispute -- equitable for the adults -- it would be disastrous for the child. And since at this time there are still issues that need to be explored, any action would be premature. Therefore, the child is going home with Dr. And Mrs. McBain. This court is adjourned!
[Judge pounds gavel]
Roxy: All right.
Marcie: Come here, my baby, my sweet little pumpkin, yes.
Roxy: Heís so glad to be back with you.
Marcie: Oh. Oh, thanks, Roxy.
Marcie: Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Todd: This isnít over, Son.
Todd: You're coming home with me, I promise.
Starr: "I want to be Starr Manning, not Starr Manning, daughter of Todd Manning and Blair Cramer."
Langston: Well, thatís a good one.
Starr: I'm really glad I have your approval, Langston.
Starr: Ok -- gosh. Next -- um, "I want a boy to talk to me about stuff besides reptiles. I want to be appreciated as a girl."
Starr: Oh, my gosh. I am definitely not reading any more of that.
Langston: Oh, come on, I'm sorry. Itís just -- so touching. Oh -- oh, ok. I'll stop, I'll stop. Please, continue.
Starr: Ok. Last, and least -- "I want to make good friends with funny, smart people."
Langston: Yeah, see, thatís where you and I are different. I prefer my friends to be unfunny and stupid.
Starr: Thank you, Langston.
Langston: Oh, donít take offense. I made an exception with you, B.F.F.
Starr: Well, I feel better, thank you.
Starr: Speaking of BFFs -- I guess itís kind of different this year. I donít need a whole lot of friends, I just need one really good o
Langston: Me, too.
[Langston and Starr laugh]
Starr: What did you write?
Langston: Uh -- I forget and I changed backpacks, anyway. My other one was gross.
Starr: Well, letís do it again.
Langston: Do what?
Starr: Make a wish list. Come on. It'll be fun.
Starr: Here -- you can have that one! Oh. Ok -- donít look.
Clint: You're looking pensive. Are you still thinking about Langston?
Dorian: No, I was thinking about someone else.
Dorian: Your ex-wife.
Clint: You're thinking about Viki?
Dorian: Oh, heavens no. I was thinking about your other ex-wife -- Lindsay.
Dorian: Nora is going to go after her like a shark. No, no, no, no -- sheís out for blood.
Clint: No, Nora will treat Lindsay fairly.
Dorian: Hmm -- we'll see. It was nice running into Sarah, wasnít it? She seemed to be enjoying her new job.
Clint: Yes, indeed. I'm proud of her, but I hope she has more in store for her life than serving drinks, which sheís not very good at.
Dorian: Huh. At least sheís meeting interesting new people.
Clint: Itís funny that you should say that because I've been thinking about this. Sarah told me that she met this young man at the bar at Capricorn, and this guy had a picture of Jessica on his cell phone.
Dorian: Who was he?
Clint: I donít know. I assume, you know, it was an old friend, but, you know, the more I get to think about it, it strikes me as odd and I was just wondering if I should tell Jessica or not. What do -- do you -- what?
Dorian: Oh, Clint, are you about to ask me if you should interfere in your daughterís life?
Clint: Donít you throw it back at me.
Jessica: I didnít forget.
Jared: People do.
Jessica: I havenít. I remember exactly what happened between us.
Jared: Me, too -- everything, every moment.
Jessica: What do you want from me?
Jared: Quite a life you've made for yourself here. Husband, baby -- the whole package, huh?
Jessica: Yes, I am very lucky. I love my family more than anything else in the world.
Jared: Yeah, I bet. God, I'd hate to be the one to screw that up for you.
Nash: Hey. All right. Had to rock her for a while, but sheís back asleep. Everything all right?
Jared: Everythingís fine. Your wife just put some tough questions to me -- thatís all.
Nash: Oh, about what?
Jared: She seems to have a good sense of the way things work.
Nash: Oh. Hey, Jessica, you all right? You look pale.
Jessica: Um -- no. I'm not feeling very well, actually.
Nash: All right, letís call a doctor. Come on.
Jessica: No, no -- Nash I'm --
Nash: Itís -- itís late. We'll take you to the hospital, go to the E.R., come on.
Jared: Isnít that kind of extreme?
Nash: Yeah -- no -- sheís been very ill lately.
Jessica: Look, not anymore, ok? I am sorry that I scared you. I'm just -- I -- I just meant that I -- I'm tired.
Nash: Are you sure?
Jessica: I just need some rest.
Nash: Yeah. Itís everything you've been doing -- itís all catching up to you.
Todd: Well, this makes sense --
Todd: Well, this makes sense -- me back in jail and my son with the thieves who stole him. Lewis: Just stay calm, ok?
Todd: "Stay calm"? Lewis: Yeah, stay calm.
Todd: Itís difficult to stay calm when you have an idiot lawyer working for you.
Lewis: "Idiot lawyer" -- listen to me. You gave me a minute and a half to prepare your case -- what the hell did you expect?
Todd: Do we have a case?
Lewis: Yeah, we do have a case, a good one -- especially if you can produce the documents proving your claim
Todd: I could produce them. Apparently half this town knew the kid was mine before I did.
Lewis: Yeah, well, that doesnít have any bearing on your case, but I'll tell you what will -- if you behave like a jerk in here. You know, you're not going to be able to hold your son when you're behind bars.
Todd: I said I know! I got your point!
Lewis: Did you? Now, listen, the assault charges against Miles Laurence -- not a problem. But assaulting an officer? Thatís a lot tougher, not to mention the escape.
Todd: You're trying to depress me now, arenít you?
Lewis: No, I'm trying to give you a picture of what we're up against.
Todd: All I care about is getting my son back.
Lewis: Well, that wonít be a problem. It should be a slam dunk, ok? Ok. I'll be in touch.
[Cell door opens]
Todd: Get the hell out of here. I've got nothing to say to you.
Blair: Well, thatís too bad, Todd, because I have something to say to you. I'm sorry for everything that you're going through right now, but I'm not sorry for what I did because I did it all out of love.
Todd: Oh. That is touching. Gee whiz. I mean, you're the reason I'm in jail right now, but, you know, seeing as w you did it out of love --
Blair: Todd, what were you going to do? Were you going to steal the child back?
Todd: If I had to.
Blair: Well, this is exactly what I didnít want to happen. I didnít want Marcie and Michael to find out like this and I didnít want you to go off and do something stupid! Why wonít you let me help you?
Marcie: Nora, is it ok if we go home? Heís really tired.
Nora: Oh, yes, of course. You can take him home.
Marcie: Ok. Thanks.
Nora: Sure. Bye-bye.
Adriana: Oh, hey, Marce. I just wanted you to know that we're here for you and if thereís anything we can do --
Marcie: Yeah, well, I just want to take my little boy home, you know? Thank you. Thanks for being such good friends. Night. Come on. Come on, itís ok.
John: I'm sorry.
Michael: I know you are. Come on, hon.
John: Whatís going to happen, Nora?
Nora: I donít know. There are no guarantees, except this one -- I have very strong feelings about children being kept away from their natural parents because of lies and deceptions.
John: I understand.
Nora: Uh uh. Well, you know the whole story, so I'm not really telling any tales out of school, but Bo missed a huge chunk of Matthewís life. He was deprived of being a father to Matthew for years because else play God. Now, that somebody else was very well-meaning and thought he was doing all the right things for all the right reasons, but as far as I'm concerned, no reason is ever good enough. So if Todd is right and I find out there has been a conspiracy to keep the paternity of that child a secret, I will prosecute each and every one of them to the fullest extent of the law, and that is my guarantee. I wanted to gain weight.
Nash: It was too much, going to London. I shouldnít have let you do it on your own.
Jessica: It wasnít too much. I'm just -- hmm. Nash, relax -- I'm just tired.
Jared: I'll get out of your way. But I'm staying at the Llangate Motel if you need to reach me.
Nash: You feel ok?
Jared: I look forward to working with you, Nash.
Nash: Yeah. All right, thanks.
Nash: You feeling all right, you -- you're sure? No nausea, no headache?
Jessica: Nash, I'm --
Nash: And you've been taking your pills, your anti-rejection pills?
Jessica: I'm just tired, I'm just tired.
Nash: You sure?
Jessica: Yes. Yes.
Nash: All right. Then I'm going to go get you some tea and you're going straight to bed. You know, I'm sorry you didnít get to spend more time with him, but I -- I think itís going to work out. Jared -- heís smart.
Dorian: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just teasing you.
Clint: Well, the thing is you're right because I just accused you of jumping to conclusions about Langstonís parents and here I am doing the same thing to this kid who has a picture on his cell phone.
Dorian: But, of your daughter, so if you are concerned, go ahead, tell her about it.
Clint: Maybe I will. But, enough about that. Letís talk about us.
Dorian: Oh, good -- letís.
Dorian: You know, a few minutes ago, you were saying that, oh, some quality or another was just one of the things that you loved about me.
Dorian: What are some of the other things?
Clint: Oh, well, you'll have to come with me, because I've got a list.
Starr: Ok, I'm done. You?
Starr: Fold it up.
Langston: There we go. You know, itís good to make wishes. It would be really sad to think that it was all just random -- life, I mean.
Starr: So now, we just wait to see if our dreams come true.
Blair: I came here before because I wanted to make you understand why I backed up John when he wanted to hold you here. Itís the only thing that I could think of to keep you from doing anything stupid.
Blair: Please let me help you.
Todd: I donít want you messing things up for me any more than you already have. Guard? Show this woman out, please.
Blair: Never mind. I'm leaving.
John: Do what you have to do. But Michael and Marcie are good people and they're the parents that Tommy deserves.
Nora: This isnít about "deserves," John.
John: Tell me the truth -- do they have a chance at all?
Nora: I canít say. But you heard the judge -- sheís not going to allow a child to stay in a tug of war between parents for very long, so the decision will happen very soon. Bye-bye.
Marcie: You know, it sounds like heís about to wake up, so I'm going to go check on him.
Michael: You just checked on him.
Marcie: I know, Mike, but I -- you know, I -- I just -- please just let me go. Come on, you -- I -- I just want to make sure that heís ok, ok? I just want to see him.
Michael: Heís ok. Nothingís going to happen to him, ok? Nobody is going to come here and take him away from us tonight.
Marcie: Yeah? Well, what about tomorrow? Or the day after that? Michael, if Todd can prove that he is Tommyís father, then --
Michael: We fight, Marcie. We fight it with everything that we have got. Nobody is going to take our son from us.
Todd: I'm going to get my son back. I'm going to get my son back if itís the last thing I ever do.
On the next "One Life to Live" --
Starr: Tommy McBain is my "brother"?
Marcie: Is there a way that we can keep our son?
Cole: Thereís no way John would keep that a secret.
Marty: He might.
Bo: I have to suspend you effective immediately.
Todd: Why donít you spit it out? What do you want?
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