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Episode # 10390 -- Backstabbed
Provided By Laurie R.
Proofread By Kathy
Rex: Whew. Hey, Shane, guess how many pull-ups your dad did.
Shane: Denied! Who's the man?
Gigi: Shane, I thought I told you to go upstairs and pack 10 minutes ago.
Shane: Yeah, but I'm winning.
Rex: 37, Personal best.
Gigi: Oh, God -- Rex, you haven't seen my purse, have you?
Gigi: Oh, you are kidding me.
Rex: I thought you had off tonight.
Gigi: I did, but Deb called in sick.
Rex: She's always sick.
Gigi: I know, and they couldn't find anyone else, so -- you didn't shower at the gym, did you?
Rex: Well, I thought maybe you'd want to help me with that.
John: You took that from Manning’s.
Marty: Not because I wanted it. I didn't want him to have it.
John: Yeah, I get that.
Marty: Think Cole saw it?
John: We don't even know he went there.
Marty: Right, because we don't know where he is.
John: We're going to find him.
Marty: How? I -- I don't even know the first thing about my son. I don't know where to begin looking.
John: There's one person who does.
Cole: What are you doing? Put --
[Schuyler slams into lockers]
Marty: From what I've gathered, which isn't much, Cole is keeping his distance from Starr.
John: Even if they're not together, she might know where he's gone.
Marty: You know Starr pretty well?
John: Not really.
Marty: I guess I'm just surprised you have her number.
John: I don't.
Blair: Ah -- ah.
Rex: What do you say? You, me, and a loofa?
Gigi: I say we can't afford for me to turn down this extra shift.
Shane: 10 Million points. I am the ultimate champion.
Rex: Sorry, Stace. Better men than you have lost to the ultimate champion here.
Stacy: Yeah, but you've probably never crashed into a ball of flames.
Shane: Are you kidding me? All the time.
Rex: Thank you, Shane. Give me that thing.
Shane: You want to play right now?
Rex: It's just you and me tonight. Nothing but junk food and video games.
Gigi: Shane is staying at Bobby's tonight -- assuming he ever goes upstairs and packs his bag.
Shane: You need to practice.
Gigi: Get out of here.
Rex: So, what, I got to play all by myself?
Stacy: Well, I'm free tonight. I could play with you.
Bo: Ahem. Well, here you go.
Nora: Thank you.
Bo: What are you looking at?
Nora: Uh, nothing. Nothing.
Bo: Are you crying?
Nora: No, I'm not -- no.
Bo: No, of course not. No, huh? What's wrong?
Nora: Nothing's wrong.
Bo: Oh. Well --
Nora: Okay, you laugh at me and you are a dead man.
Bo: Oh, pictures of Matthew -- yeah.
Bo: I know you're probably looking at this because he went to his first dance.
Nora: Look -- oh.
Bo: Oh. Did you ever see a kid in your life that's cuter wearing a cowboy hat?
Nora: But he's never going to do that again, because our baby's all grown up.
Matthew: You want something to drink? Soda or punch?
Girl: I'd stick with soda if I were you.
Girl: Punch is spiked.
Becca: How do you know?
Girl: Because I saw your friend Justin dump a bottle of something clear into it a minute ago. Who knows what else he's planning to dump tonight?
Justin: Hey, wait a second, man.
Asher: No, man, if you're still wanting to make a score, I'm all cleaned out.
Justin: I'm not buying.
Asher: So, what, are you going to ask me to dance?
Justin: Not exactly. Do you know if the DJ is taking requests?
Langston: What is it?
Markko: What? Oh, nothing.
Langston: So not only are you the hottest guy in school, you're also the sweetest?
Markko: Oh -- am I?
Langston: You're worried about Lola.
Markko: What the --
Lola: I -- I'm so sorry, um --
Markko: What'd you do that for?
Lola: You've just been so nice to me, and I don't know anybody here. You can't tell Langston about this. I mean, promise me you won't.
Markko: Lola --
Lola: Promise me.
Markko: Yeah, right. I'm worried.
Langston: I can't believe no one's asked her to dance.
Markko: Not many people really know her.
Langston: But they don't see how cute and nice she is. I mean, you think so, right?
Starr: Get off of him!
Cole: Stay the hell away from her.
Schuyler: Don't -- don't go anywhere near him.
Cole: Me? I'm not the perv teacher feeling up a student.
Schuyler: That's not what happened here.
Cole: I know what I saw.
Starr: You do not know anything, Cole. You are high. Okay, you are high and you are upset about your mom.
Cole: Just shut up about my mom! She has nothing to do with this.
Starr: Well, maybe she should.
John: Come on, pick up.
Marty: Maybe she's busy. Or maybe --
John: She doesn't want to talk to me.
[Knock on door]
Dorian: Oh, I have such a headache, and I can't stand the sound of a -- hmm -- a phone ringing. How do you turn this thing off?
[Phone stops ringing]
Dorian: Oh, good. Ooh. Well, I tell you, we better talk.
Dorian: This has been a day from -- Blair?
John: Well, so much for that idea.
Marty: Thank you for trying.
John: We could go to Dorian’s.
Marty: You think Blair will let us in?
John: You don't want to go?
Marty: No. But, you know, if it will help.
John: It shouldn't take long.
Marty: Yeah, and Blair can tell me again what a horrible mother I am, and this time I can agree with her.
John: You're not a horrible mother.
Marty: What about Todd?
John: What about him?
Marty: I think your hunch was right. Just because he wasn't home doesn't mean Cole didn't find him, so I think if we find Todd, we find Cole.
Dorian: Hey, Blair. It's me. Hon--
Rex: You really want to go another round?
Stacy: I need to get ready for my rematch with Shane.
Gigi: Stacy, could you actually go upstairs and make sure he packs more than just a bunch of comic books?
Stacy: Yeah, sure.
Rex: Why don't we come to Rodi’s? We'll play pool or something. We'll hang out on breaks.
Gigi: And what, make me wish that I was hanging out with you?
Rex: I'm sorry you have to work so much. I'm going to start bringing in more money as soon as I can.
Gigi: I'm sorry. I just -- I haven't said barely two words to you since you walked in the door. Didn't I hear you say that you did 37 pull-ups?
Rex: Yeah, it's no big deal. It helps me think.
Gigi: About what?
Rex: This case my sister has me working on. It's complicated.
Gigi: Is it?
Rex: What else would there be?
Gigi: So you're okay with what your mom had to say about your dad?
Rex: Well, not exactly, but I'm not going to make a big deal out of it. Me and Roxy have been through a lot to get to where we are. I'm not going to risk that over some guy I never even knew.
Bo: I like this one.
Nora: Yeah. Me, too.
Bo: Did Sam take that?
Nora: No, actually. I think Rachel took that.
Nora: Missed a lot of his life, didn't you?
Bo: Well, a lot of what I know about Matthew, you know, when he was a baby, I learned from looking at those pictures.
Nora: Yeah, well --
Bo: I wish I could've -- I wish I could spend one day with him at 6 months or, you know, 2 years old.
Nora: You would've heard a lot of "no" and "mine."
Bo: That would be okay.
Nora: I'm really sorry, Bo.
Bo: Hmm. I remember the night that -- that you told me that he wasn't mine.
Nora: Yeah. Me, too.
Bo: So. The baby isn't mine?
Nora: Bo --
Bo: Either it is or it isn't.
Nora: It can be. It will be.
Nora: I never, ever wanted to hurt you like that.
Bo: I know. I know. And you know what? I've had so many great years with him. But, honestly, thinking back and the fact that he wasn't mine, maybe -- that was -- that was one of the worst moments of my whole life.
Matthew: Wait, wait, wait. So you saw Justin pour something into the punch?
Girl: Yeah, I just said that.
Becca: So what? Vodka's the only thing that makes this stuff drinkable. Who are you, anyway?
Matthew: Oh, you know Destiny, right?
Becca: Destiny. Destiny: We're all in the same gym class. I guess girlfriend here was too busy to notice that.
Becca: So, what, are you, like, friends with her?
Destiny: I love this song.
Matthew: Me, too. You want to dance?
Markko: What? Do I think Lola’s cute?
Langston: It's not a trick question.
Markko: So, if I answered "yes," you wouldn't be mad?
Langston: Duh, I'd only be mad if I thought you actually liked her.
Markko: Well, good, because I don't, not like that.
Langston: So you can answer with complete objectivity that she deserves to be asked by a totally hot guy, right?
Markko: Totally. The sooner, the better. So, what's up with Starr?
Langston: She wasn't really having a fun time, so she stepped out to get some air.
Markko: Maybe we should go check on her.
Langston: I'll do that. Why don't you stay with Lola? She's standing there all by herself.
Langston: Thank you. I'm glad you don't mind me pimping you out.
Cole: You don't know anything about my mom, okay?
Starr: I know that she wouldn't want you attacking a teacher.
Cole: Look, I'm just trying to help you out here.
Starr: Help me? You want to help me? Let Mr. J go.
Cole: So he can paw you all over again?
Schuyler: Cole, why don't you just listen to her?
Starr: Stop it!
Cole: Not one more word!
Starr: Cole, do not make me call your mom. Please don't.
Cole: Call my mom? No -- like she even cares. You going to rat me out to my mom just like you did with this sleaze?
Starr: Schuyler's not a sleaze.
Cole: Schuyler? What the hell is the matter with you, huh? What lies did this freak tell you to make you believe that --
Starr: No one told me any lies!
Cole: No one told any lies? That's how he got you to do exactly what he wanted. Just like your dad did to my mom.
John: Okay. Dispatch is going to keep a lookout for Todd. It shouldn't be long before they track him down. Want me to take you home?
Marty: So I can sit by the phone?
John: Not much else to do at this point.
Marty: No, I want to be there when they find Cole.
John: That means dealing with Manning?
Marty: I don't care. Cole's drowning and it's my fault.
John: No, it's not.
Marty: Then whose is it?
John: Manning's to blame for both your suffering.
Marty: He may have a lot of victims under his belt, but this time the blood is on my hands.
Dorian: What have you done to her?
Todd: What happened?
Dorian: As if you didn't know. What did you do to her?
Shane: Let's go.
Gigi: Did you pack everything?
Stacy: I checked and he only has two comic books.
Rex: See ya, kiddo.
Shane: You put the "stink" in "stinky."
Rex: Oh, you think so? Well, you better be sure. How about now?
Shane: Stop it!
Rex: Huh? You better be sure.
Shane: Stop! Mom, make him stop. Child abuse! Child abuse!
Gigi: Okay, okay, okay, enough. We have to go.
Rex: Have fun at Bobby's. Have fun at work.
Gigi: Bye, baby.
Stacy: So, don't worry about me and Rex. We'll have our own fun.
Stacy: I mean, not too much, but --
Gigi: All right. See you later.
Shane: Bye, Aunt Stacy.
Stacy: Later, kiddo. I want a rematch.
Stacy: Thank you so much, Deb. Yeah, Gigi could really use those extra hours. Thank you so much for letting him stay over. Yeah, the exterminator said the house wouldn't be safe for a kid with asthma for a full 24 hours, so -- so I just got the prescription. Are you sure it's going to be filled in the hour? Oh, but do me a favor. Don't mention it to Gigi. She'd really be embarrassed if people knew she needed the money. Don't mention it to Shane, because, I don't know, he doesn't want the kids to think he's got cooties. Perfect.
Markko: So, maybe we should go check and see what Langston and Starr are up to.
Lola: You can go. I know you hate me now.
Markko: I don't hate you.
Lola: It's okay, I understand. I mean, I'd be sad, but I'd understand. Idiota.
Markko: You're not an idiot.
Lola: I just kissed my cousin's boyfriend. I mean, I'm the biggest idiot in the world.
Markko: You didn't mean it, and it's over. No harm, no foul.
Lola: Langston might not think so.
Markko: Langston's not going to find out. Okay?
Starr: You're comparing Schuyler to my dad?
Cole: I knew he was trouble. All that "Mr. J" crap. I mean, for God's sake, Starr, his mom was the doctor who murdered our baby.
Schuyler: You know what, Cole? Leave our mothers out of it.
Langston: What are you guys doing?
Cole: What are we doing? Why don't you ask Starr? I come in here, and Joplin’s making out with her.
Matthew: You know, I'm really having a good time.
Becca: Me, too. I'm really glad you came.
DJ: Listen up, everyone. We have got a very special request. There's a guy out there who thinks the girl he's dancing with is the one.
Becca: Oh, my God. Who would be so lame?
DJ: "To Becca, from Matthew -- will you be my girl?"
Langston: Starr, is what Cole's saying true?
Starr: No, it wasn't anything like that.
Cole: Oh, you're going to cover for the pedophile?
Ms. Dickinson: Mr. Joplin?
Schuyler: Ms. Dickinson, we have a situation here.
Ms. Dickinson: I can see that. Please remove your hand from that boy this instant.
Cole: No, no, no, let him keep his hand there. It's better than putting his mouth on Starr. I just caught him kissing her.
Ms. Dickinson: Is this true?
Marty: I failed Cole. Not Todd.
John: You can't let him off the hook like this.
Marty: He didn't force me to abandon my son.
John: You didn't abandon him. Nora is his guardian because she can take care of him.
Marty: When I wouldn't. I dumped my child on her and told him I didn't want to be around him, that his mere presence --
John: You were reacting to what Todd did.
Marty: When you found me at Todd's, I had a choice. I could face my life or I could run away from it.
John: That's why I figured you did what you needed to do.
Marty: Yeah. Yeah, I did. I did what was easy. And an innocent child had to pay for that -- my own son. None of that was Todd's fault.
Dorian: Why did you come here? To finish the job?
Todd: Yes, I need an ambulance, 202 Lincoln, please.
Dorian: Get your head up out of that water.
Todd: Her name's Blair Cramer. I think she was stabbed.
Dorian: Just keep breathing.
Todd: Yes, there's a doctor here. You know what -- why don't you stop asking me questions and just get the ambulance, please?
Dorian: Darling, just keep breathing. I'm not going to let him anywhere near you. He is never going to hurt you again. Come on, my child. Come on, come on.
Stacy: There. That ought to be enough to set the mood. At least I hope it is. Let's see -- Gigi's slinging burgers, and Shane's at a sleepover, and I've got my little friend here. Oh, and let's not forget the girls. Huh. This ought to be a night to remember.
[Knock on door]
Stacy: As long as there aren't any interruptions. Yeah?
Roxy: You're the stripper, huh?
Nora: Know what? I think that one's my favorite.
Bo: Hmm. Three generations of Buchanans.
Nora: Yeah. Did Asa let him drink champagne?
Bo: Uh -- no?
Bo: What -- come on.
Nora: God. You know, I don't know why I didn't see it before. Look at that. He looks just like you.
Bo: You think?
Nora: Yes. I have so loved being his mother all these years.
Nora: I'm really sorry you didn't have as much time with him as I have.
Bo: It all turned out all right.
Nora: He's just a little boy, a little boy who just lost his father.
Bo: No. He didn't.
Nora: What are you talking about?
Bo: Matthew's my son.
Bo: You know, when I think about that, how I felt when I heard, it was like catching a -- catching a pass in the end zone during the super bowl, or having a lot of money riding on the winner of the Kentucky derby, or walking on the moon, or all of those things all combined. I remember I just said it to myself, "Matthew Buchanan."
Bo: What a beautiful sound.
Justin: Congratulations, Becca. Matt's a real keeper.
Justin: Aren't you going to dance?
Matthew: You know what, shut up.
Justin: Nice hat. Your grandpa leave it to you?
Justin: Come on, Bec. This is your big moment. Aren't you going to tell Matthew he's the one, too?
Becca: Oh, please. We're not even friends.
Matthew: We're not?
Becca: I was only dancing with you on a dare, okay?
Justin: Sucks to be you, Matt.
Destiny: You did this.
Justin: So what? And what do you even care, density?
Roxy: I knew a lot of strippers in A.C. You're built just like them.
Stacy: Exotic dancer.
Roxy: No, baby, I think your arms are a little too small.
Stacy: Excuse me?
Roxy: Yeah, you get big guns from working that pole. Where are yours?
Stacy: Right there.
Roxy: Like I said, stripper.
Stacy: Did you come here for a reason or --
Roxy: Yeah, well, I made dinner for the kids. I figured Gigi needed a night off.
Stacy: Well, Gigi is at work, and Shane's at a sleepover, so it's just Rex and I here tonight.
Roxy: You expecting a talent scout from the boom-boom room or something?
Stacy: What is that supposed to mean?
Roxy: Nothing, I was just making a little joke. Is Rexy here?
Stacy: He actually just went up to take a shower, but he's probably going to be a while. He was really, really sweaty. From the gym, you know.
Roxy: Well, I can't eat this all by myself. I got to protect my girlish figure.
Stacy: We'll take it.
Roxy: Oh, good, "we"? Good, is that an invite? Don't mind if I do.
Dorian: Your pulse is strong. Thank God the -- the blade missed your heart. I just don't know about your lungs.
Todd: Here, Dorian. Is she going to make it?
Dorian: No thanks to you.
Todd: I didn't do this.
Dorian: You have done nothing but harm her since the -- I warned her about you from day one.
Todd: Here, I'll do that --
Dorian: Keep your hands off her! All right, put your hand over mine. Quick! Right. Now, apply pressure. More!
Todd: Okay, okay, okay.
Todd: She's bleeding a lot, you know?
Dorian: So help me, if you do anything else to harm her, it's going to be your blood on that floor, right along with Blair's.
John: Hey, you know, you got to stop beating yourself up like this, all right? You know, you're trying to get better.
Marty: I -- I was being Marty the party girl. I spent months trying to figure out who I was, and when I found out, I wanted to block it out.
John: You were in a lot of pain.
Marty: No, I did it because it was easy. It was easy being drunk. It was easy getting in your face and getting in everyone's faces. It was so much easier than dealing with what I was feeling.
John: What were you feeling?
Marty: Powerless. And mad as hell at the world for failing me. Just like Cole.
Ms. Dickinson: Mr. Joplin, were you kissing a student?
Starr: Don't listen to Cole. He's not himself.
Cole: Because I'm on drugs, right? Well, guess what, everyone? I'm not the addict. He is.
Ms. Dickinson: What is he talking about?
Cole: You didn't put that on your resume? Past experience, meth head? Or do you only tell that to students when you're trying to get in their pants?
Starr: Cole –
Ms. Dickinson: Hey, Cole, that's enough, you're coming with me.
Cole: I'm not going anywhere.
Ms. Dickinson: I wasn't asking.
Cole: Starr, come on, let's go. Come on.
Cole: Let's go.
Starr: I'm not going anywhere with you, you're acting crazy.
Cole: You'd rather stay here with him?
Starr: He actually treats me like a human being.
Cole: Slobbering all over your face is treating you like a human being?
Starr: You don't know how it happened -- he didn't kiss me, I kissed him. I tried to tell you.
Cole: But I wouldn't listen, right?
Starr: No. You wouldn't because you're completely messed up.
Cole: I told you I'm not.
Starr: Go ahead, Cole, keep lying to yourself. What's another one, right?
Cole: You make me sick.
Ms. Dickinson: Mr. Joplin, I'd like to see you in my office. And, Starr, I suggest that you find your friend and go home. Come with me.
Starr: Wait, Schuyler --
Schuyler: Not now.
Marty: I pushed away every single person who tried to help me, every single person I felt something for.
John: Maybe it was the other way around.
Marty: What do you mean?
John: You pushed -- you pushed away people because you couldn't feel anything for people you didn't remember.
Marty: I used to think that's what it was.
John: And now?
Marty: Maybe those feelings were there all along. Maybe I was just ignoring them.
Bo: You think he's having a good time right now?
Nora: Oh, God, I hope so.
Bo: Hmm. You know, this girl that he likes, she better be good to him. Or she's going to hear from me.
Nora: I don't think any kid has ever had a father in his corner the way you've been, which is why he adores you so much.
Bo: You remember when we told him?
Nora: God, I sure do.
Nora: Bo is what you call a -- a biological father.
Matthew: What does that mean?
Nora: A long time ago, before you were born, Bo and I were married, but I told you that, remember?
Matthew: You used to eat a long of junk food, and you'd go dancing all the time.
Nora: That's right. And -- and we loved each other very, very much. And together, we made a baby. You.
Bo: I hope he's having fun.
Matthew: Get me out of here.
Cole: Get out! You don't want to be anywhere around me right now.
Matthew: It can't be any worse than in that dance.
Cole: What -- what do you mean?
Matthew: Just drive.
Dorian: Oh. Thank heaven you're here. All right, she has two stab wounds to the right of her posterior thorax. Her lung has been punctured. She's going to need a chest tube and -- and she has to be taken to --
EMT: Are those her only wounds?
Dorian: Well, as far as I can see.
EMT: Thank you, ma'am, we'll take care of her.
Dorian: Okay, but please, you've got to move her now --
EMT: I need a pressure bandage.
Dorian: And you better check for spleen or liver damage. I am sure there's internal damage.
EMT: Turn her.
Dorian: Check her pulse.
EMT: What happened here anyway?
Dorian: Isn't it obvious? This bastard stabbed her.
Gigi: Shane, you know I don't like you doing that when I'm driving.
Shane: Don't kill me.
Gigi: What'd you forget?
Shane: My inhaler.
Gigi: That's it?
Shane: You're not going to kill me?
Gigi: Look in the glove compartment.
Shane: Uh, Mom?
Shane: It's empty.
Gigi: Now I'm going to kill you.
Shane: Well, it's only one night. I'll be fine, right?
Gigi: Famous last words.
Shane: What does that mean?
Gigi: I don't want to chance it.
Shane: But you're going to be late for work.
Gigi: Don't worry, I'll just take it out of your allowance.
Stacy: So Napoleonic is Rex's favorite pizza, huh?
Roxy: Oh, yeah, ever since he was a kid.
Stacy: What else does he like?
Roxy: Why do you care?
Stacy: Well, I mean, I did know him before Gigi, so I sort of still consider him to be a friend. At least I know him well enough to know he's going through a lot of stuff right now -- about his dad.
Roxy: His dad -- did he say something about his dad?
Stacy: Just before you got here actually.
Roxy: Why did he talk to you?
Stacy: I know, I thought that was weird, too, but he seemed pretty upset, so he ran up to take a shower.
Roxy: Did he say anything about me?
Stacy: Well --
Roxy: No, listen, you got to tell me. You know, I won't say anything, cross my heart and hope to fry.
Stacy: Let's just say I think Rex could use a little bit of space.
Roxy: He told you he didn't want to see me? I can't believe he told you what I did.
Stacy: Yeah, me either, but -- you know what, I really think you need to go home and make yourself a cup of hot Téa --
Roxy: I've given up Téa.
Stacy: So draw yourself a bubble bath. Do whatever it is you do to relax yourself, and I will talk to Rex. Come on.
Roxy: You think that'll work?
Stacy: You know what, by the time I'm done with him, he'll see things completely differently.
Roxy: Okay, just tell Rex that I came by, all right?
Stacy: Good night.
Roxy: All right.
Rex: Who was that?
Stacy: Special delivery, Napoleonic.
Rex: You're kidding, that's my favorite.
Stacy: Mine, too.
Rex: Good thing. I am starving.
Stacy: You must be thirsty, too. How about a beer?
Shane: Aren't you going to get in trouble for being late?
Gigi: Nah. I'll just tell them my sick kid forgot his medicine, we had to turn around, go all the way home to get it.
Gigi: It's okay, don't worry. It's better you remember now than having an attack in the middle of the night.
Shane: Like on the third-grade campout?
Gigi: I'm trying to forget that. We'll be home in a minute. We'll run in, we'll say hi to Rex and Stacy, we'll grab the inhaler, and run out. No fuss, no muss.
Rex: Who was that kid that lived on your block, the one that could eat the pizza in, like, 10 minutes?
Rex: Never split a pizza with that kid. Whatever happened to him?
Stacy: I think he actually ran for mayor.
Stacy: No, seriously. Gosh, you're not touching that beer. You want to chug? I know you used to do that with Gigi.
Rex: I have to work tomorrow.
Stacy: Or maybe it's you're afraid that I'm going to take you.
Rex: Yeah, right.
Stacy: I think you are. I think you're chicken.
[Stacy mimics a chicken]
Rex: Okay, you want to go? Let's go.
Starr: So, what?
Langston: Come on, Cole and Mr. J aren't here anymore. You can tell me what happened.
Starr: You know exactly what happened.
Langston: You really kissed Mr. J?
Starr: Please, don't make this a big deal.
Langston: How can you say that? This is a huge deal.
Starr: Because I haven't even talked to him yet. I don't even know if it means anything.
Langston: It means you're crazy. You were kissing a teacher. What the hell is going on with you two?
EMT: She's got a definite pneumo in her right side, probable shock.
Dorian: I don't want you to worry about a thing because I'm going to be with you all the time.
EMT: I'm sorry, ma'am, you can't ride in the ambulance.
Dorian: What? Somebody has to protect her --
EMT: It's against regulations.
Second EMT: They're waiting for us in the O.R.
EMT: And you have to call the police.
Dorian: Okay, right. Move, move.
Todd: I'll be right behind you, Dorian.
Dorian: I wouldn't do that, Todd, because the first cop I see, I'm going to tell him that you tried to kill Blair.
Marty: When I found these and the letter from Cole's school, I knew I couldn't hide from him anymore. That little boy, I carried in my heart through everything. He'd grown and needed my help.
Cole: What are you doing in my room?
Marty: Cole, I know, I should've been there for you, I know.
Cole: Get the hell out of my room.
Starr's voice: He didn't kiss me. I kissed him.
Marty: I loved him. It'd been there all along. That and every other feeling I'd been running from. I was just afraid to feel them. Because what if I -- what I felt for Todd was real –
John: You couldn’t trust the rest of them.
Marty: Not for anyone. Not for Cole -- not for you.
John: It's going to get cleared up.
Marty: I'm working on it.
John: I know.
Gigi: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Matthew: Look out!
>> On the next "One Life to Live" --
Starr: There is a connection between us. You can't just say that there isn't.
Dorian: Bo, arrest him. He stabbed Blair.
Stacy: I'm ready to show you how it's done.
John: At least two victims, I'm not sure how many more.
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