One Life to Live Transcript Wednesday 11/14/07
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John: Any news on Marty or Cole?
John: No one's heard anything?
Bo: No, not yet. My guys were here last night, they went through the place -- nothing.
John: I want to look for myself.
Bo: John --
[Michael grunts as he takes out his anger on a punching bag at the gym]
Antonio: Pobrecito. I know where he's coming from.
Cristian: Your wife runs off with your kid like that -- I'd be whaling on that thing, too.
Marcie: Hey. Are you still sleeping? Yeah? You know you're Mommy's little trouper. You know what? I'm going to go and risk getting a can of soda, okay? I'll be right back.
David: You like woodwork, don't you? Look at this place. Oh, this is going to be great. After you.
Dorian: Now, do you really expect me to eat in a place like this?
Alex: I am starving.
Dorian: I know! I've been hearing you complain about it for the last hundred Miles.
Alex: You're the one who didn't want to get your own car.
Dorian: I didn't trust you alone with David.
Dorian: How much further is it to the Buchanan ranch?
David: Too far to go without breakfast. Now, is anybody else hankering for some scrambled eggs with pico de gallo, huh?
Alex: Well, they don't have any granola or yogurt.
Dorian: It's true. They call this greasy spoon the Bon Jour Cafe.
Dorian: Oh, really -- did I have to endure a four-hour fog-in in Dallas with that one to just be reminded of this?
David: Come on.
Alex: What is "this"?
Dorian: "This" -- as if you would understand -- is Paris. Oh, no -- look. They stuck a cowboy hat on the Eiffel Tower.
Dorian: Sacrilege. Think -- Viki is probably dining at Maxine’s on the Champs Élysées in the city of light while we are about to dine on truck stop swill in the city of hicks.
Miles: Rough night?
Roxy: Whoo! Oh, I wish. Computer nerd convention -- they party like rock stars. So what are you doing here?
Miles: Well, I couldn't sleep. I -- I don't know what to do with myself.
Roxy: What's got you so antsy?
Miles: The police. Look, I think they're after me.
John: What the hell -- service entrance door has been jimmied.
Bo: Looks like whoever took Cole came back here to toss the place.
John: Yeah, looking for what?
Bo: Cole was taken from Llanview, Marty way down in New Orleans so, I mean, whoever's responsible for this has a hell of a reach and a whole lot at stake.
John: This has something to do with Patrick Thornhart.
Bo: Yeah, that's what I'm starting to think.
Starr: Oh, my gosh -- I didn't hear you guys come in!
Langston: We came in through the front door.
Starr: Well, you scared me half to death!
Langston: I'm sorry.
Starr: No, it's fine. It's just that I keep remembering Halloween, seeing the guy at the window with the mask and you guys with Cole, out there checking for me and -- I'm just kind of losing it.
Markko: So, the police -- you haven't heard anything?
Starr: No, I'm not even their first priority.
Langston: Well, okay. Say Cole was kidnapped -- then we'll definitely hear something soon. I mean, whoever grabbed him is going to want ransom, right? What else could it be -- some crazy guy in a death mask on Halloween decided Cole was going to be his victim? That just doesn't make any sense.
Markko: Well, none of this makes sense.
Starr: Exactly, and that's what's killing me is that I keep waiting for answers. If my mom or dad or Aunt Dorian was here, they would know what to do. I just -- God, I -- why did all this bad stuff have to happen at the same time?
Gigi: Going the wrong way, girl. Honey, what's wrong?
Viki: Nothing. Hey, Gigi, would you do me a favor? Would you wait on those folks at table six because I forgot something. Uh -- I forgot my sweater. I'm freezing.
Gigi: Well, I -- I'm not on duty for another hour. I just came in to pick up breakfast for a friend. I'm sorry I can't help you, but my friend's expecting me, you know? I keep a sweater hanging in the back closet, navy blue.
David: Excuse me? We don't get some service, we're going to be madder than a mule chewing on bumblebees -- know what I mean?
Gigi: I do -- I just don't care. Somebody who does will be right with you.
Alex: We're not in Kansas anymore.
Dorian: The very least they could do is bring us a cup of coffee. Ugh, this is -- oh, good. Waitress? Yoo-hoo! Waitress! We'd like some coffee here, please -- waitress?
Cristian: He keeps that up, he's going to break his hands.
Antonio: That's not all he's going to break. All right, maybe I -- you know, he's doing what he's got to do, I guess -- hurt something, huh? I know the feeling.
Cristian: Listen, you got time for lunch?
Antonio: Not really. I have a new case, I got a hunch I got to follow up on.
Cristian: Yeah, probably just as well -- I got to get to the club early.
Cristian: Yeah, Sarah usually opens up for me.
Antonio: Oh -- oh, right, she's in Texas for Asa's will reading.
Cristian: Yeah, that's right. You know this time of year it's busy for us, so it is kind of lame that she's gone.
Antonio: Hmm, and you miss her.
Cristian: Oh, listen, you stop with that whole "miss her" thing of yours, okay? If I do miss her, it's because I put a lot of time into training her, okay, and she's gone.
Cristian: Listen, Antonio, this isn't about me, all right? Look, she's not only a good booker, but she's also nice to people, you know, and she makes them feel welcome and that's good for business. That's -- it's all about business.
Antonio: Business -- right, okay. Hey, you know, it's funny.
Cristian: What's funny?
Antonio: Nothing. It's just, you know, a few weeks ago you would've been thrilled to have her out of your hair.
Cristian: You know what? Go take a shower, please. Get out of here.
Cristian: Listen, maybe you should take a break, you know?
Michael: Yeah. That's a good idea.
Cristian: Look, it's tough -- I know.
Michael: Huh. I got suspended from the hospital today.
Cristian: What? Why?
Michael: Huh? I thought the whole town knew. I lied on the stand -- yeah, when Todd sued me and Marcie for custody of Tommy. So Todd screamed till the D.A. pressed charges of perjury. Huh -- the rest is history. You know, the hospital's calling it -- uh -- "personal leave time." Yeah, I'm getting paid, but --
Cristian: But it's good to be busy. It keeps your mind off Marcie and your son.
Michael: Nothing keeps my mind off my son, nothing. I worry about him 24 hours a day, okay? It makes me sick. But Marcie? Man, how the hell could she do this to me?
Marcie: I'm back, Tommy -- Billy. You know, I got to tell you, kid, I liked your other name better.
[Knock on door]
Gigi: It's me, Gigi.
Marcie: Oh. Sorry. Hi.
Gigi: Hi. Here you go. Pancakes for the little guy, and a Texas egg sandwich for you -- he likes pancakes, I hope?
Marcie: Oh, he loves them. Are you kidding me?
Marcie: Thank you so much, that's really sweet.
Gigi: Well, it's no problem. Moe can be a real pain, but waitresses get free food.
Marcie: It's a good thing, because I don't really have a kitchen and I'm kind of scared to go outside, quite honestly, and I thought this was going to be my breakfast.
Gigi: I know what it means to be running from something that scares you. Go on, eat, before it gets cold.
Gigi: Is this him -- your husband?
Marcie: Yeah. Yeah, that's him.
Gigi: He's handsome.
Marcie: I took that picture just a couple months ago, him and my -- and my son.
Gigi: Great smile, your husband.
Marcie: Yeah. That's -- uh -- one of the first things I actually fell in love with. Oh, and a sense of humor -- you know, he could always make me laugh, yeah.
Gigi: In the beginning, you mean.
Gigi: Until things went bad? Until he showed his dark side?
Marcie: Everybody loved him.
Gigi: Well, it's usually the ones that are charming and funny. They draw you in with all that, and then when they turn on you, it's even more of a shock than --
Marcie: Now, look, my husband -- my husband is a really good man.
Gigi: I never met the guy, but last night you told me that you were scared to death of your baby's daddy and that's why you were on the run.
Marcie: I know what I said, okay?
Gigi: You said he was a monster.
Marcie: I lied.
Noelle: Thanks for being patient, folks. What can I get y'all?
David: Is it too early to order off the lunch menu?
Noelle: No problem.
David: It says here you got pressed duck.
Noelle: Sure do. Moe, the owner -- he's a little different.
David: I'll give it a shot.
Alex: Are you out of your mind? I'll just have oatmeal -- just tell me that it's not instant.
Noelle: Moe won't touch the stuff. And for you?
Dorian: I'll just have one slice of whole wheat toast and a poached egg. Can you manage that?
Noelle: We'll sure give a whirl. I'll put your order in right now.
Dorian: Why did we have to come here in the first place? By the time we get out to the Buchanan ranch, they'll probably be finished reading the will.
David: Oh, and Nora will be telling Clint how to invest his inheritance.
Dorian: Not funny.
Alex: Is that why you're going to Texas -- so you can show Nora that you and Clint are going steady so that she'll keep her paws off of him? Don't you think that's a tad high school?
Dorian: Unlike you, I am in a mature relationship. I am going to the ranch because I want to see the man I care about because I have missed him, and I think it's absolutely pathetic that Nora threw herself at him. And when she sees how happy Clint's going to be to see me -- well, she'll know what a fool she made of herself.
Alex: For someone with their nose right up their -- up in the air, you certainly do have some self-esteem issues.
Dorian: What you don't understand is that self-esteem isn't for everyone.
David: Waitress, please, double vodka martini? I'm spitting cotton here.
Alex: Make that two?
Dorian: You see, I value the truth, Mrs. Vickers -- something you have only a nodding acquaintance with.
Roxy: All right, let me see if I got this straight. So the police are trailing you, but you've been doing your community service, and you've been checking in with your prohibition officer, correct?
Miles: Yeah, but I don't think it has anything to do with that. It started last night -- they -- they were leaving messages on my voicemail, then -- then they stopped by my place.
Roxy: So what'd you do?
Miles: I pretended I wasn't home.
Roxy: Ooh, the po-po don't like that.
Miles: Roxy, I didn't do anything wrong.
Roxy: No, I'm sure you didn't, but what have the messages been saying?
Miles: Something about Marty and Cole and when was the last time I saw them.
Roxy: "Last time you saw them"? What, are they missing?
Miles: It certainly seems like that's what they're saying.
Roxy: The two of them are missing? Marty and her kid are both missing?
Miles: Yeah, right, and the cops are insinuating that -- that I know why.
Roxy: They just disappeared like poof -- just gone?
Miles: Yeah, apparently.
Roxy: So what could've happened to them?
Miles: That's what I'd like to know.
Bo: Patrick had problems with a rebel group in Ireland. Do you know if those people ever threatened Marty or Cole?
John: Not that I know of. Marty thought she and Cole were safe -- this died with Patrick.
Bo: Well, that leaves us one other place to look --
John: Laurence. Marty told Manning that someone scared her on Halloween.
Bo: Scared her how?
John: Like I told you on the phone, he was wearing some kind of mask.
Bo: Yeah, yeah, the death mask.
John: That's right.
Bo: All right, we found that here when Cole was taken.
John: That son of a bitch is getting back at them.
Bo: Well, Laurence isn't answering his phone right now. I sent a team over there to question him, they couldn't find him, but we're still looking for him.
John: If he had anything to do with this, I'll kill him.
Starr: Oh, my God, Antonio. It's about Cole, isn't it?
Antonio: No, Starr, it's not, actually. We have nothing new to report. I just came by to go over some details with you.
Starr: Yeah, sure, come in.
Langston: We already told Commissioner Buchanan everything we know.
Antonio: Yes, but sometimes we find that when we question people, even ask the same questions, new things do come to them.
Starr: Yeah, it's fine. Um -- you know my friends, Langston and Markko, right?
Antonio: Yeah. Okay, well, why don't -- we don't we sit down and talk about this, huh?
Antonio: So you were all together here on Halloween?
Starr: Yes, the four of us, including Cole.
Antonio: And you saw someone standing outside that -- that door?
Starr: No, actually, outside the door in the living room -- he was wearing a death mask.
Antonio: Okay, so it seems like the same man in the same mask was at Cole and Marty's apartment. Your -- your last conversation with Cole, Starr -- who called who?
Starr: I called him.
Antonio: What'd you guys talk about?
Starr: Well, he was supposed to meet us at hollowed grounds but he was late, so I called him and he said that he couldn't make it because his computer crashed.
Langston: But then when we got to the place, Commissioner Buchanan booted up the computer with no problem.
Starr: Cole was lying and we don't know why.
Bo: You think Laurence could've grabbed Cole, then gotten all the way to New Orleans and grabbed Marty?
John: Why not? He has Truman’s money, he could've hired someone to do it, and he has a sick thing about Marty.
Bo: What was she doing in New Orleans?
John: We were looking for Marcie.
Bo: I see.
John: I was with Manning. She and Blair came down -- I think they thought we were going to kill each other.
Bo: Ah. So Marty was worried about you?
John: Yeah, I guess so. I was a little irritated when she first got there, I didn't want her in the middle of it. You know, she's been through a lot already.
Bo: Hmm. Well, I'll question Laurence, but you --
John: Yes, I know -- I'm not officially on this case, so I should stay away from him.
Bo: You don't want it to backfire on you, John.
John: I won't go looking.
John: I can't promise what'll happen if I run into him.
Roxy: So you're sure you're not still seeing Marty?
Miles: If anything, I'm trying to avoid her.
Roxy: That's tough, because I know the way you feel about her.
Miles: Yeah, well, I'm working on that through therapy.
Roxy: Therapy? Translation -- you're paying a shrink big money to tell you that nothing is your fault. Oh, it's just perfectly normal to blackmail someone into marriage, and now you're making balloon animals for Llanview’s favorite brats.
Miles: Roxy, I swear to you, I didn't do anything to hurt Marty or Cole.
Roxy: Yeah, fine, just tell the cops.
Roxy: Come on, what are you brooding about?
Miles: Halloween night.
Roxy: What about it?
Miles: After we were done helping the kids, Marty found me, and she was accusing me of wearing some kind of death mask and trying to scare her.
Roxy: Now you're really giving me the creeps.
Miles: I swear to you, Roxy, I didn't scare her.
Roxy: No, but somebody did, because Mommy and her kid are missing.
Miles: Yeah, I know. The cops think I have something to do with it, but I -- I promise you, I -- I don't even know where they are. I don't know what happened to them. I'm worried sick.
Michael: Oh, thanks, man. You know, the more time goes by, the less I understand why Marcie did what she did.
Cristian: Maybe it's just that -- well, she just couldn't hand her kid over to Todd.
Michael: "Her kid"? He was my kid, too, Cris -- that's the whole damn point. You know, if she had stayed, we'd know that she was safe; we'd know that Tommy was safe. Maybe we could've worked out a deal with Todd. You know, we could've worked on our marriage. But now -- who knows where the hell she is, what she's living on? She's running from the cops, she's running from my brother, she's running from the Feds, she's running -- she's running from Todd Manning!
Cristian: Here. And if you don't hear from her at all?
Michael: Oh -- not anymore. You know, she's all alone, man. So am I -- I'm all alone -- and here we are. We should be helping each other through this thing, and what are we doing? We're coming apart at the seams, man -- at least, I'm coming apart.
Cristian: Do you think that when she comes back, that --
Michael: What? We're going to kiss and make up?
Cristian: Look, Michael, this isn't easy -- it won't be easy -- but you and Marcie had such a great thing going before any of this happened -- at least, that's what it looked like from the outside. Maybe -- maybe somehow the two of you can -- can find your way back to each other once this is over.
Michael: "Once this is over." Cris, "once this is over," my wife is going to be spending a lot of time behind bars.
Gigi: Sally Ann, I'm your friend, I want to help you.
Marcie: Then don't talk about my husband like that, okay?
Gigi: Me? You're the one who told me that he abused you.
Marcie: No, no -- okay, even if I did say that, none of this is his fault, okay? No, you don't -- you don't understand.
Gigi: Oh, no, no, no, I am not going to let you stand there and blame yourself. That's what those guys want -- "if you didn't provoke me, this wouldn't happen." Thinking it's your fault that some animal is beating up on you -- it's classic.
Marcie: My situation -- it -- it's not that.
Gigi: It never is, but don't lie to me, okay, Sally Ann? I can't help you if you're not honest with me.
Marcie: I'm sorry. I want to be honest with you, Gigi, I do. I just -- look, this is just really hard for me to talk about.
Gigi: Of course it is. But it's not going to hurt any less if you put it on yourself. In fact, I want you to repeat after me, okay? "I did nothing wrong." Go on.
Marcie: I did noting wrong.
Gigi: "And my husband is not a good man."
Marcie: I did nothing wrong.
Marcie: And my husband is not a good man.
David: I got that -- I take Exit 582, and I take -- a left on Lice Road? Oh, a left on Rice Road? That makes more sense. Can you -- hold -- I'm -- I'm losing you, can you hold on a second? I'm going to take this outside.
David: Don't drink my drink.
Singer: I won't be satisfied in my dream
Alex: I'm going to the ladies' room to freshen up.
Singer: Our chance of lovin' and you've been after everyone but me baby, I got a heart
Singer: A heart made for lovin' I'm gonna find someone with that heart made just for me
Moe: Taste this, would you, see if it needs salt.
Dorian: What on earth is going on here?
Gigi: Sure you'll be okay?
Marcie: I'll be fine. Come on, get out of here, go to work.
Gigi: Remember what I said, now. None of this is your fault.
Marcie: I just hope that I'm a good mom, you know? I mean, that's what -- that's what this is all about really.
Gigi: I know exactly what you mean. When I had Shane, my whole life changed. Being his mom makes everything else just seem kind of empty by comparison, you know?
Marcie: I know you'd do anything for him, right?
Gigi: And I know you're the same way. That's why you left that man. You ran away to protect Billy from your husband. That's what moms do -- they protect their kids no matter what.
Michael: You know, when this whole thing first started, I was -- I was going to take off after them, you know? I was going to join them; I was going to go on the run. Then I thought better of it, you know? I thought, "I'll go and I'll find her and I'll bring her back." But every time I picture giving up our child --
Cristian: You can't do it.
Michael: Thanks for listening.
Michael: I should go. Where, I don't know.
Cristian: Listen, Michael, I know what it's like to have your life -- to feel like your life is just rolling over you.
Cristian: Well, her mom decided I couldn't see her again, but, um, Layla tells me that she's -- her reflexes are coming back little by little.
Michael: Good. That's -- uh -- something.
Cristian: Yeah, yeah, it's something. But listen, about Marcie -- sometimes people make choices, and then they're just stuck with them. I'm sure she's missing you, man.
Michael: That's where you're wrong, man. I don't think Marcie’s even given me a second thought.
Marcie: Hey, hey, Mommy's here, sweetheart. Did you want pancakes, huh? How's that sound? Huh?
Moe: Too much salt?
Viki: What? Uh -- never mind. Look, just -- just answer her.
Moe: "Her" who?
Viki: "Her" in there.
Moe: Isn't that your job?
Viki: Moe, please! Please!
Moe: Ahem. You need something, ma'am?
Dorian: Excuse me, but just how long does it take to make a poached egg?
Moe: We're working on it. Have a seat and your food will be right along.
Viki: Yeah, the worst kind of Yankees.
Singer: And you can have anything you want with me
Dorian: Hmm. An heiress with food coupons?
Alex: What are you doing in my bag?
Dorian: Oh, I'm sorry, I was looking for tissues.
David: Oh, Dorian, if you're looking for our marriage license -- right in here.
Alex: Oh, let me do that for you, darling.
David: Oh, baby -- my bride takes such good care of me.
Alex: Oh, yeah.
Dorian: Oh, the two of you, why don't you just cut out this act?
Alex: She can't stand it, can she?
Dorian: And I don't believe it for a minute.
Moe: Table 6, and make it fast -- these people are mighty hungry.
Noelle: Oh, my phone. My sister -- I bet she's in labor. I got to take this, Moe, I'm sorry. Vik, can you serve this for me? Brenda Sue?
Viki: Uh --
Noelle: Oh, my gosh! How many centimeters?
Bo: Tell him it's Commissioner Buchanan.
Marty's voice: He was reciting a poem that he had written for me.
Bo: Tech guys are on their way back, they're going to go through this place again. You've had a pretty full plate lately with Marcie, now this.
John: I'm okay.
Bo: Okay. You know, as far as this hunt for Marcie -- anything I can do?
John: The FBI's on it now, Bo, and so is Manning.
Bo: Oh. It must've been tough to walk away.
John: Yeah, it was. As a matter of fact, I -- I need to go talk to Mike, let him know I'm back in town.
Bo: All right.
John: I'll -- I'll call you later.
Roxy: Okay, you've given me some very interesting information this morning.
Roxy: All right, now, we did balloon animals. Now what?
Miles: Uh -- Frisbee?
Roxy: Not Frisbee, man, I suck at that, I missed catching it once and it hit these two front teeth, knocked them out -- now I got implants.
Miles: Why don't we try poker?
Roxy: Now you're talking.
Michael: Morning, Rox, Miles.
Roxy: Hey, Mikey. How come you haven't asked me the usual question?
Michael: I'm not going to ask if Marcie called anymore. I already know the answer.
Roxy: You think you've got it tough.
Antonio: Hey, Bo. I was just asking Starr some questions.
Bo: Yes, I have something to tell her, too.
Starr: Did you find Cole?
Moe: Here you go -- table six.
Viki: Um -- now?
Noelle: When did your water break?
Moe: No, tomorrow. Of course now -- those Yankees look about to bust a gusset.
Noelle: You keep me posted, you hear?
Viki: Oh, Noelle is just about to get off the phone.
Moe: Yakking with her sister -- she'll be talking for an hour. Are you going to serve them, or what?
Viki: No, no, I'm not. Uh -- I mean, you can dock my pay, and -- and you can fire me, but I am not bringing those people their food.
Dorian: I merely meant that the two of you hardly know each other to go run off and get married. It seems wildly impulsive, to say the least.
David: I know everything I need to know about this woman.
Dorian: I don't believe it.
David: Don't believe what?
Dorian: That scent.
David: What scent?
Dorian: It seems very familiar. Oh, my. Oh, my.
Noelle: Did they give you drugs?
Moe: You think you can pick and choose your customers? Just because someone doesn't strike your fancy doesn't mean you can just --
Viki: Moe, look, it's -- it's not that, okay? It's -- it's just --
Dorian: Excuse me!
Viki: Oh, God.
Gigi: What are you two arguing about?
Viki: Oh, nothing.
Dorian: That scent --
Moe: "That scent"? What are you talking about?
Dorian: It's so distinctive -- I would know it anywhere.
Dorian: So, I demand to know why it's coming from your kitchen.
Starr: Well, is Cole's mom back yet? Dr. Saybrooke must be going crazy. Is she back in Llanview?
Bo: Not yet.
Starr: She does know about Cole, though, right? I mean, he's her son.
Bo: Starr, I have some bad news.
Starr: What are you talking about?
Bo: Cole's mother is missing now, too.
Dorian: That scent -- I figured it out. Incredibly robust and distinctive -- it's bouillabaisse.
Moe: Well, knock me down and steal my dentures -- that's exactly what you're smelling, ma'am. I changed the name to "fish stew" on the menu because nobody was ordering it.
Dorian: It smells exactly like the bouillabaisse they make at the Tour D'Argent in Paris, France.
Moe: Now, if they load it up with leeks and garlic, snappers and clams, and toss in six sharp jerks and Tabasco, because Tabasco -- that's what makes --
David: Uh, excuse me?
Moe: That flavor so great.
David: You two almost done swapping recipes?
Moe: Your food will be right out -- the waitress will bring it out now.
David: Uh -- uh, Dorian, we need to get going -- I hear thunder. I don't like driving in the rain, we need to leave now.
Dorian: All right, but couldn't I at least have a cup of bouillabaisse to go?
Alex: Make it two?
David: Oh, then I want one.
Moe: Three cups fish stew to go.
Viki: Oh, Gigi, please?
Gigi: Okay, sure.
Viki: Thanks a lot.
Noelle: You okay, hon?
Viki: Yeah, I'm fine, huh.
Noelle: Then why have you been hiding in here trying to overhear Moe talking with that snooty woman?
Viki: Um -- I'm just curious, that's all, you know? Actually, I thought I recognized her, and then it turned out that she's not who I thought she was. But you know what? Whoever she is, she just learned a lesson that she should've learned a long time ago -- you can't judge a book by its cover.
Dorian: Thank you so much for giving me your private cell phone number.
Moe: Yes, ma'am.
Dorian: As soon as I get home to Llanview, I'm going to have my cook call you and get the exact recipe for your bouillabaisse. Moe, you have restored my faith in the entire state of Texas.
David: Dorian? We got to go.
Dorian: Oh, okay. Merci.
Viki: Whew. Thank God.
Marcie: Mikey, I'm sorry.
Miles: Well, you --
Roxy: I can do it.
Miles: And I'll be doing --
Roxy: Hey, Miles, I got to talk to this guy. Hey, Mikey?
Roxy: Uh -- no. Don't go anywhere, okay? Look, um, I don't want you to give up hope. I mean, I know Marcie hasn't called in a while, but, you know, just don't give up hope, because she worships you. I'll bet she's -- wherever she is, she's crying her eyes out, wishing she had her arms around you, telling you how much she loves you.
Roxy: What's got you so pale?
Michael: John. When did you get back? Did you find Marcie? Did --
Roxy: What --
John: What the hell did you do to Marty and Cole, you son of a bitch?
>> On the next "One Life to Live" --
Charlie: I wanted to know when I could see you again.
Jared: Could we wrap it up?
Cristian: Wait a minute, is that --
Sarah: It's Jared.
Ramsey: You know Patrick Thornhart's widow and son?
Marty: John, please find me.
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