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Port Charles Transcript Friday 3/1/02

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Ed: My angels, you all look so innocent, so angelic. But I know one of you is neither. One of you has a plan all their own for who's to fill that fifth chair. One of you, it pains me to realize, is a dark angel. Someone will die because of you. And there's not a damn thing I can do about it except hope that, with this new day, you'll see the light, take the path that was meant for you before it's too late. Wake now, my angels, and remember nothing of my visit.

[Thunder]

[Amy gasps]

Kevin: So, sneaking off without saying goodbye? Christina will be up soon. I know she'll want to see you before you leave.

Paige: Well, that's one goodbye I don't think I can handle.

Kevin: Sorry. I know how close you two have become.

Paige: No, I'm the one who's sorry. If I caused you and Lucy any grief at all --

Kevin: No. No, Lucy and I are fine.

Paige: I should get going.

Christina: No, Paige, don't go.

Colleen: Eve -- hey -- look what just arrived for you.

Eve: Flowers for me? Who are they from?

Colleen: Well, my guess would be your handsome husband, but there's a note.

Eve: Thanks, Colleen. Could you -- could you take them to the front desk for me, please?

Colleen: Sure. I'd love to.

Eve: Thanks.

Eve: "Meet me in the on-call room. We need to talk." Well, sweetheart, what's going on with us is going to take a lot more than flowers to fix. All right, Ian, what's --

Amy: Hello, Eve. I take it you got my flowers.

Rafe: "Best peanut butter cookies."

Alison: Oh.

Rafe: Wow.

Alison: That was second grade. That was my very first school bake-off.

Rafe: Second grade?

Alison: Yes, I was good even then.

Rafe: Wow. Cool. It's so cool that your parents saved all this stuff.

Alison: No, actually, they didn't. I did.

Rafe: You -- you did?

Alison: You know, they -- they were really busy with a lot of stuff, so -- I don't know. I just sort of figured whatever. I'd just save it, maybe for my kids someday, you know? But I don't know. Kids these days are probably not into that.

Rafe: Hey -- come here. I'm into it.

Alison: Thank you.

Rafe: In fact, let's see what else we got here. What is this ancient-looking candle? It's actually pretty cool.

Alison: Oh, my God. I totally forgot about the candles.

Rafe: What is it? Is there -- is there a story behind it?

Alison: Oh, yeah, there's a story.

Rafe: Why not? There always is. Come on. What is it?

Alison: The story is I have a secret.

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Alison: This was made by my great, great, great grandmother, Rebecca. I loved her so much.

Rafe: Wait a minute. I don't understand. How could you have known her?

Alison: That's my secret.

Rafe: What's your secret?

Alison: When I was really little and I was really lonely, so I would go up to the attic and I would -- I would talk to her.

Rafe: You talked to her? Your dead grandmother was in the attic?

Alison: No, my dead grandmother was not in the attic. Come on, now.

Rafe: I don't know.

Alison: My family's not that psycho.

Rafe: Ok.

Alison: I would talk to an oil painting.

Rafe: Right. That's not psycho at all.

Alison: Forget it. I'm not telling you.

Rafe: No, ok -- no, no, no --

Alison: No.

Rafe: I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Just please, please, please. Tell me, tell me -- tell me about the portrait. I'll be good.

Alison: Ok. So, there was this really old oil painting up there, and my parents, like, never really hung it, you know. I think it's because they thought it was really dreary or something. I don't know. But I was really fascinated by it and I was fascinated by her because there was just something in her face.

Rafe: Yeah? Like what?

Alison: There was -- there was some look. It was really warm, you know? And she had, like, this smile to her. It was -- it didn't even, like, just stay in her lips, you know. It sort of came out through her eyes, you know? It was a very un-Barringtonish look. She was so beautiful.

Rafe: Sounds amazing. A little like her great, great, great granddaughter.

Alison: Thank you. Anyway, the only thing that I really knew about her is that she was a candlemaker, of all things. You know, being a Barrington and all.

Rafe: Right. [German accent] So, tell me, when did you two start conversing?

Alison: Oh, my God. Ridiculous. Ok, so I told you that I was really fascinated by the painting, right?

Rafe: [Normal voice] Mm-hmm.

Alison: So this one day I was upstairs in the attic, and I was staring at the painting. And I would stare at it for longer and longer. And the more that I did, the more real that it became, you know? Until she actually came out of the painting. And she sat down right beside me right then and there, right there in the attic. And we sat there, and we talked for hours just about random things, you know. She was such a good friend. That's so pathetic, isn't it?

Rafe: No. No.

Alison: I was such a loser.

Rafe: No.

Alison: I had no friends, and so I had to go find one out of a painting.

Rafe: I don't think it's pathetic at all.

Alison: Right. Well, I would talk to her about anything, and she would listen, too, you know? And sometimes she would give me advice about certain things. But every time she did, she -- she'd genuinely listen. Do you know what I mean? I mean, she -- she really cared. Unlike the rest of my family, who barely even knew that I existed.

Rafe: Yeah. You know what? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. We should get these boxes --

Alison: Why?

Rafe: And put them away.

Alison: No. Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No, Rafe, no. You didn't do anything wrong. No, not at all. All you did was help me uncover something that I had buried about myself for a very long time. You just opened up another door to my heart, just like you have been doing every day since the first day I met you.

Rafe: You've done the same thing for me, angel.

Alison: But the past is the past.

Rafe: Yeah.

Alison: And the only thing that matters is focusing on the time that we have left together, you know?

Rafe: Yeah.

Alison: So all I want to do is I -- I just want to hold you and love you. Because that's the only thing that matters right now.

Eve: We have nothing to talk about.

Amy: Eve, wait. Wait, wait! Just hear me out, all right?

Eve: What could you possibly have to say?

Amy: I never meant to come between you and Ian.

Eve: Oh. Oh, I see. So it just happened, right?

Amy: Nothing happened. But I won't lie to you. I am attracted to him. And if I thought I could take him from you, I would.

Eve: Is this your idea of an apology?

Amy: I'm not saying that it's right. I'm just being honest. But it doesn't matter anyways because he's never going to return any of my affections.

Eve: Are you saying that Ian knows the way you feel?

Amy: He knows very well.

Eve: How long has he known about this?

Amy: Since the night that we got caught in the storm.

Eve: I see.

Amy: I should also tell you that he would have never been out there if I hadn't lured him.

Eve: "Lured?"

Amy: There was never a patient. I just wanted to be alone with him.

Eve: Ok. All right. So you just made up this whole story?

Amy: I knew I'd only be in town a short while, and I -- I had developed these feelings for him -- feelings I never meant to have. But, nonetheless, they were there and they were very strong. And I just thought, you know, being the stupid girl that I am, that just maybe he --

Eve: What? Maybe -- maybe what? That you would steal a man away from his wife?

Amy: It was horrible, I know. There's nothing that you can say that -- that will make me feel worse than I already do.

Eve: Oh, gosh, yeah. Yeah, you know what, Amy? That's -- that's comforting.

Amy: Eve, my point is I made a fool out of myself. Ian made it very clear that he's taken.

Eve: Hmm.

Amy: And nothing will ever change that.

Eve: Oh, ok. So you think that if you give me flowers and you tell me that my husband did not respond to your come-ons, that's, what, supposed to make me feel better?

Amy: I thought you might be able to see how fortunate you are.

Eve: Oh, I see.

Amy: Eve, Ian didn't cheat on you. He could have. He had the chance. He easily could have, but he still -- he wasn't tempted.

Eve: Ok.

Amy: Do you know how rare a thing that is?

Eve: So I'm supposed to give my husband extra credit for not cheating on me? Is that what you're telling me?

Amy: What I am trying to tell you is that your husband loves you. God -- but you keep pushing him away like this.

Eve: What? What, Amy?

Amy: Ian is an incredible man with probably the truest, most generous heart that I have ever known. Now, while I have accepted that I will never have him, if you're not careful, someone else might.

Eve: I hate to shatter your illusions, Amy, but my husband is no saint.

Ian: Nice to know how my wife really feels.

[Music plays]

Casey: Stupid song. Nobody loves like that! What do I know? Died before I could find out. Maybe that's what keeps messing me up with Ricky. What I need is someone who can help me out with that, somebody who knows about this kind of stuff, somebody who can tell me what to do, you know, how to act. Paige and Amy. Ha! Right. A snobby blind chick and a whiny Brit. What can they teach me? Oh, this is great. Second chance at life, and it still sucks!

Paige: What are you doing out of bed? I guess this means you're feeling better.

Christina: Where are you going?

Paige: I'm going to stay in a hotel.

Christina: I don't want you to leave. I don't.

Paige: It will be all right, you'll see. Do you know what? You are my very best friend in the whole world. And to prove it, I'm going to give you something to keep forever. I embroidered it myself, so you can have it to remember me by.

Kevin: I knew she was going to miss you, but wow.

Paige: I'm going to miss her, too.

Kevin: I know you are.

Paige: Do you know I would do anything to have a little girl like that. Anything.

Ian: Amy, will you give me a moment with Eve, please?

Amy: Of course. I'm sorry you had to walk in on that.

Ian: Ah.

Eve: So, how long have you been standing there?

Ian: Long enough to hear a friend sing my praises and my wife set her straight.

Eve: How am I supposed to feel, Ian? You don't know how humiliating it is to have this woman tell you that she's done everything in her power to seduce your husband.

Ian: The point is she didn't, Eve.

Eve: No. The point is, Ian, you knew about this. You knew the whole time how she felt, and you didn't tell me. How could you keep something like that from me?

Ian: Honestly, I didn't think it would serve any purpose.

Eve: You didn't think --

Ian: The way things are between us, I thought it would only make it worse.

Eve: No, I think that you were just afraid of losing your latest wounded sparrow.

Ian: That's not fair.

Eve: Maybe not. And maybe Amy wasn't just apologizing for herself.

Ian: She was trying to help. She was trying to be honest with you.

Eve: Ian, that woman looked me straight in the face and told me that she did everything in her power to have an affair with you, and you knew the whole time. You knew about it.

Ian: Well, maybe she hit a nerve with you.

Eve: What are you talking about?

Ian: She was implying that you were pushing me away. Is she right?

Eve: I don't know what you're waiting to hear, Ian. That I was wrong? That I shouldn't have accused you and Amy of having an affair? Is that what you mean by pushing you away? Because if it is, then maybe I am. But, my God, a woman just confessed to me that she came on to you, and you knew about it the whole time.

Ian: She also told you that I wasn't interested. I don't want to argue with you, ok? But I also don't want Amy to be right about our marriage. I need your help here. Give me a reason to keep fighting for us. Please.

[Pager beeps]

Eve: I have to take this.

Amy: This is so hard, Papa. I know I failed you when you were alive, but I'm trying to make you proud of me now. I love you so much. I miss you so much. I think about you all the time. I think about how safe I felt when I was held in your arms.

[Car horn beeps]

Paige: That's my cab.

Christina: Here, Paige, for you.

Paige: But she's your favorite.

Christina: So you won't be all alone.

Paige: Precious, I'm not going to be alone. I'm going to see you again really soon because this isn't goodbye, ok?

[Horn beeps]

Christina: Ok.

Paige: I have to go.

Paige: Bye-bye.

Kevin: There, you see, honey? You heard what Paige said. You'll see her again. Now, why don't we go in the kitchen and we'll make some pancakes for breakfast?

Christina: No.

Kevin: I thought you loved pancakes.

Christina: I don't feel good.

Kevin: No? Oh, honey -- honey, you're really warm. Honey, does it hurt anywhere? Christina? Christina?

Kevin: Lucy, it's Kevin. Meet me at the hospital right now. Because there's something wrong with Christina. Just go!

Rafe: You know, why don't you put some music on, and I'll start a fire.

Alison: I think that you already have.

Rafe: So I'll meet you back here in 30 seconds.

Alison: Ok. If you make it 20, it's a deal.

Rafe: All right, ready? One, two, three, go.

[Music plays]

Rafe: The gas isn't working.

[Knock on door]

Alison: Who is that?

Rafe: I have no idea.

Alison: Ok, there's only one way to find out. Casey.

Casey: I need to see Rafe.

Alison: Oh, well, we're kind of busy right now.

Casey: I don't care. Look, I need to talk to him now.

Alison: Why? What's wrong? Please don't tell me that it's angel related, that you guys are getting called back up to heaven -- not now.

Casey: No, I --

Alison: Or is it -- is it the fifth chair? Did someone die? Is that --

Casey: Jeez --

Alison: What is it?

Casey: What didn't you tell her?

Rafe: What do you want?

Casey: Look, I just need to talk to you, all right? Alone, in private.

Rafe: Right now?

Casey: Yeah, right now. Look, it's very important.

Alison: Um --

Rafe: If I don't take care of this, we're never going to have a moment's peace.

Alison: Yeah. No, that's ok. You just -- you just go.

Rafe: All right. I'll be quick.

Alison: Ok.

Rafe: I love you.

Alison: I love you.

Casey: Excuse me. I just had breakfast. Can we go?

Rafe: All right.

Alison: My lord.

Rafe: We will pick this up --

Alison: Yes.

Rafe: Right where we left off, huh?

Alison: Yes, yes, of course. I'll be counting every second.

Casey: Your girlfriend there gots a pretty big mouth. You know, if she doesn't be careful, she just might end up in the fifth chair herself.

Singer: o/~ Home would you walk with me home o/~

[sound of gas leaking]

>> on the next "Port Charles" --

Lucy: Can you tell me what's wrong? Can you answer me?

Christina: Mommy, why can't I hear you?

Rafe: Alison, you ok? Come on. Come on, wake up. Wake up -- come on. You can do it. Come on. Just wake up!

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