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Port Charles Transcript Wednesday 3/13/02

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Karen: Ok, only 10 more or so to go. You with me?

Eve: Mm-hmm.

Karen: Eve? Hello?

Eve: What? What'd I miss?

Karen: Well, somebody is having a little trouble focusing today.

Eve: Hey, hey, I'm trying. I really am. I really am.

Karen: You and Ian must've had one heck of a night.

Eve: Oh, boy, did we.

Karen: You know, I still can't believe the two of you went back to that place where that madman kept you hostage -- Harris' compound?

Eve: You mean the place where we fell in love?

Karen: Hard to imagine. I saw the bunker.

Eve: Yeah, but we fell in love all over again. Anyway, it's pretty incredible, isn't it?

Karen: Just like that? You walked in the door and, bam?

Eve: No, no, no, no. No, not just like that. I mean, we talked, you know, for a long time. But then all of a sudden it was like all the pain and the anger -- it all just went away. It was like everything that has happened to us over the last few months was just gone just like that, you know?

Karen: So what now, Dr. Love?

Eve: Happily ever after. All I know is that I am more in love now than I ever have been. And I know from the bottom of my heart that nothing and no one will ever come between Ian and me ever again.

Amy: Stay focused, Amy, on why I'm here. I promised my father.

Amy's Voice: I have to kill Ian. He killed my father.

Ed's Voice: The man who's shown you kindness, who opened your heart?

Amy's Voice: That's what you think. But I do not love Ian.

Ed's Voice: It's no crime to love someone. It's one of God's greatest gifts. And maybe that's the reason you came back -- to find out if love is possible for everyone.

Ian: Amy.

Amy: Ian.

Ian: Are you all right? Looked like you were miles away.

Amy: Oh, I'm fine. I -- I'm was just surprised, that's all. I'm trying to work some things out.

Ian: Anything I can do to help?

Alison: Well, let me see.

Rafe: There's nothing here.

Alison: No, you saw something.

Rafe: No, no --

Alison: Let me see. Oh, my God. It's me. I'm the one who dies.

Alison: My God. It's my name in the book.

Rafe: No. No, Alison, no, no, it can't be. It can't be, no. No, it can't be! You have to live a long life, a wonderful life! Wait, wait, what are you doing? No, no, this is the fifth chair, this is the fifth chair. Come on, come on, get up! Get up! You can do it! God, I don't want her to die! Come on, Alison, come on, get out of there! Get out of there! I don't want you to die, please! No! No! Alison, no.

Alison: Rafe, what's the matter? Hey. It's ok.

Rafe: Where am I?

Alison: Right here. What is it?

Rafe: Angel?

Alison: Yeah, I'm right here. It was just a bad dream.

Rafe: It was just a dream, just a dream.

Alison: Yeah, no, it was a nightmare, but you're awake now. It's ok. Rafe?

Rafe: God, Alison.

Alison: Rafe. Hey. It's ok. It was just a dream. Wasn't real.

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Ed: Yes, sir, I know it was your choice to send Amy back down to finish her journey, but it doesn't mean I'm not concerned. I am. Yes, sir. I'm doing my best to -- no, sir, I am not taking it personally. I'm just -- you know how I am about taking care of details. Even the tiniest details. Yes, sir. Everything's under control, sir. Yes, sir, the fifth chair is ready. Well, no. Thank you, sir. Couple more days and one more soul will leave Port Charles.

Alison: Wow. Must have been some dream.

Rafe: Was it? Was it a dream?

Alison: Of course it was. What do you mean? Ow! What are you doing? Stop it.

Rafe: Ok, maybe it was. May-- maybe it was just a dream.

Alison: "Maybe?"

Rafe: You're here.

Alison: Yeah.

Rafe: You're ok. And that's all that really matters. For a second, I thought -- oh.

Alison: What?

Rafe: It's nothing.

Alison: What? No, it is something. I can tell by the look on your face.

Rafe: I was just afraid.

Alison: Of what? Tell me. Listen, you have to tell me because if you fall asleep again, you're going to dream the exact same thing --

Rafe: No! No!

Alison: Ok, what is it? Rafe, tell me. What?

Rafe: We were there. Both of us.

Alison: Ok, where?

Rafe: Heaven.

Alison: Ok. So far so good. And?

Rafe: And we found the book of records.

Alison: The book of -- where, like, names and dates and stuff and, like --

Rafe: Everything about everyone.

Alison: Even when someone's going to die. And you -- you read it in the dream?

Rafe: Well, no, I didn't --

Alison: We were trying to find out who the fifth chair was, weren't we?

Rafe: We couldn't find it at first because we were nervous, you know, because we weren't supposed to be there in the first place.

Alison: Ok, and what happened next?

Rafe: I got this really awful feeling in my stomach.

Alison: You were, like, afraid?

Rafe: Yeah, but it wasn't like anything I'd ever felt before, not when I was really alive. Not ever before.

Alison: Rafe, ok, listen --

Rafe: It was --

Alison: Stop. Hey, hey, hey, hey. It was just a dream, ok, and sometimes our worst fears and the scariest things that we can ever come up with or imagine come out in them, but they don't really happen.

Rafe: You know what -- sometimes bad dreams do happen.

Alison: Hey, let it go. Ok? It'll fade away.

Rafe: You promise?

Alison: I cross my heart.

Rafe: You are so good to me.

Alison: Well, it is so easy. And it gets better.

Rafe: It does?

Alison: Yes. How about a cup of that really chocolaty hot chocolate that you like so much?

Rafe: Hot chocolate? You're right. It just got absolutely better.

Alison: Exactly. And -- ugh -- I'm so hungry. I want breakfast. So I'm going to go get some, ok?

Rafe: Hey.

Alison: What?

Rafe: Breakfast sounds good.

Alison: Yes, it does. And don't go back to sleep.

Rafe: Oh, don't worry. There's no way that's going to happen. But what if you're wrong? What if this was more than just a dream? What if I somehow saw the future? What if you're the one who's going to die?

Ian: Coffee and muffins. Get 'em while they're hot.

Amy: Mmm. Thank you, Ian.

Ian: I still wish I could help you with what's on your mind.

Amy: Well, believe me, you don't want to know. There's too many things.

Ian: Like what?

Amy: Time, mostly. Leaving. I'm not going to be in Port Charles much longer.

Ian: Any idea where you're going?

Amy: Not really.

Ian: Hmm. And this Ed geezer -- he doesn't tell you --

Amy: Well, my handler hasn't said much, but he made it pretty clear that it's going to be someplace very warm.

Ian: Can't be too bad.

Amy: You want to bet?

Ian: I still just wish we could talk about, you know, the past, how you ended up in the Witness Protection Program in the first place.

Amy: Why, so you can ride in on your white horse and save me from the big, bad fire-breathing dragon?

Ian: Hmm. Ok.

Amy: I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I appreciate your friendship, Ian. I owe you. Sometimes I think too much.

Ian: You don't owe me a thing.

Amy: I really missed you yesterday. I looked for you. Did you take the day off?

Ian: Yeah. I took -- I took Eve away for the day.

Amy: Oh. How nice. Someplace special?

Ian: Sort of.

Amy: Meaning?

Ian: Harris' compound.

Amy: What?

Ian: We had to go there.

Amy: To do what?

Ian: To deal with our marriage, to either pick up the pieces or to move on.

Amy: So what happened? Are you ok?

Ian: I survived. Talked about everything. Even you.

Amy: Oh, well, let me guess -- she says I'm a home-wrecker. She says Amy the needy, Amy the manipulative, Amy the hell-bent on bagging you.

Ian: Well, no, not quite. But she knows.

Amy: Knows what?

Ian: About us.

Amy: Us?

Ian: Yeah, well, I told her how -- how I felt about you.

Amy: What?

Ian: I told her that I was attracted to you.

Karen: I can't believe how big he's gotten, Eve, and even more handsome.

Eve: I know. More and more like his daddy every day.

Karen: Lucky boy.

Eve: Tell me about it. You know, I was so worried I was going to end up shuttling him between me and Ian for the rest of his life.

Karen: But it's a whole new world now.

Eve: Oh, Karen, it's a better world. You know, we really see each other now.

Karen: And he feels the same.

Eve: No masks. You know, no pretending to be something that we're not. Gosh, I'm the luckiest girl in the whole world.

Karen: You know, I missed hearing that sound in your voice.

Eve: What sound?

Karen: That sound.

Eve: Oh!

Karen: The "feeling totally in love with my husband" sound.

Eve: Yeah. You know, and in a weird sort of way, I think I have Amy to thank for that.

Karen: You're kidding, right?

Eve: No, I'm not. I'm not. If it weren't for her, I'd still be carrying around all this anger and pain. And I thought I was using that to protect myself, but in actuality, it was just driving us further apart.

Karen: Well, remind me to send her flowers.

Eve: Hey. Thanks. You know, maybe I will. No, I'm serious. Because of Amy, Ian and I are the happiest we've ever been.

Amy: So what did she do? How did she react when you told her?

Ian: She was glad I did.

Amy: She was?

Ian: Yeah.

Amy: Ian, why did you tell her?

Ian: I -- I had to. You inspired me.

Amy: Me?

Ian: You've always been straight-forward, been honest with me and Eve. I just, you know, thought it was my turn, that's all.

Amy: Well, that must have been very hard.

Ian: Not really. See, life is too short to try to make something out of something that isn't. Just cut to the bone. You showed me how.

Amy: Ian, I --

Ian: You're an incredible woman. You -- you've given me so much.

Amy: You're serious, aren't you?

Ian: Yeah, I'm serious. You're independent, you're strong, you're brave, you're --

Amy: Well, don't let me stop you. Please tell me everything I want to hear.

Ian: All right, well, we said independent, strong, brave --

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Ian: Hang on. Ok, it's probably the E.R. No, it's not. It's Eve. I got to take this.

Amy: Ah, just when the conversation was getting good.

Ian: Why don't we have dinner?

Amy: Tonight?

Ian: Yeah. Got a lot to talk about.

Amy: Well, I don't --

Ian: It's ok.

Amy: Sure. Of course.

Ian: Great. Good. I'll call you with the details.

Amy: I'll be counting on that.

Ian: All right, I'll see you then.

Amy: Ok.

Amy: My God. Is he -- could he have possibly fallen in love with me?

Ian: So how's my favorite wife?

Eve: Starving, and so is your favorite son.

Ian: Well, I'm on my way. All right, hold your horses.

Eve: Just hurry up and get your sweet Irish arse over here, ok?

Ian: Lambert?

Eve: What?

Ian: I love you.

Eve: I love you, too.

Alison: Rafe, I can fix something else if you'd like.

Rafe: Hmm? Oh, no, I -- I'm just not hungry. Sorry you went through all the trouble.

Alison: Oh, no. I guess hot chocolate didn't help any, either, did it? Hey. Is it still that nightmare?

Rafe: No, Alison --

Alison: Rafe, Rafe, listen, you got to forget about it. It wasn't real.

Rafe: Yeah, I know, you're right.

Alison: Ok, what's real is right here right now. Ok?

Rafe: Right in front of me. I don't want to be anyplace else. I don't want to know anything else about the future, about the book of records --

Alison: Wait, wait. That's what's really bothering you, isn't it? When you were in your dream, you saw something.

Rafe: No.

Alison: Yeah, you did.

Rafe: No, Alison, it was a dream.

Alison: No, you're lying. You saw something. It was my name in the book of records, wasn't it?

Rafe: No.

Alison: Yes, it was. And that's what's got you so upset. I'm the fifth chair. I'm the one who's going to die.

Alison: Rafe -- I'm right, aren't I?

Rafe: No, Alison, you're wrong, ok? It's not you. It's not.

Alison: Rafe, angels are lousy liars. And I know you well enough to know when you are.

Rafe: Believe me --

Alison: Look, it's ok. I'm not afraid.

Rafe: Alison, listen --

Alison: No, stop. You listen to me. Ok, Rafe, whether or not this was a dream or whether you saw into the future, ok, either way I'm not afraid. But I refuse to spend one more minute trying to figure out who is the fifth chair or trying to come up with some knowledge that we're really not supposed to know anyways.

Rafe: You're really not afraid?

Alison: All we have is right now and each other. I mean, if you think about it, that's all really anybody ever has.

Rafe: Yeah.

Alison: You know? The fifth chair is not the thing that scares me the most. What scares me the most is not being able to spend every single second that I have with you in your arms.

Rafe: How'd you get to be so smart?

Alison: I don't know. Maybe it was from hanging around some tall, brilliant, sexy guy.

Rafe: No, no, no. Ok, ok, you know what -- I'm almost human, basically, but I definitely don't have any powers and -- so you're right. It was a dream. It was just a dream.

Alison: Ok, so then you finally believe me?

Rafe: Yeah.

Alison: Good. Now, let's go.

Rafe: Wait, where we going?

Alison: We are going somewhere where I know only really good things happen. Come on. Are you coming?

Rafe: Anywhere with you.

Ian: Dr. Lambert. Your carriage has arrived.

Eve: Colleen, could it be my handsome prince has finally come for me?

Colleen: I don't know. Kind of looks like a frog from here.

Ian: Definitely a prince.

Eve: Do you have a kiss for the princess?

Ian: I do.

Colleen: Guess I'd better get back to the moat. You two have a romantic lunch.

Eve: Ok. Thanks, Colleen. Where have you been? I'm starved.

Ian: I -- I ran into Amy.

Eve: You did?

Ian: Yeah, in the park.

Eve: Oh. Did you -- did you tell her about us?

Ian: I was about to, and then you paged me and I ran over here.

Eve: So how'd you leave it?

Ian: I asked her to have dinner with us tonight.

Eve: You did?

Ian: Yeah. After everything that happened, I mean -- Eve, come on, she's helping us.

Eve: Oh, well --

Ian: Let me explain.

Eve: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me finish. I was just about to say that I understand. I really do.

Ian: You do?

Eve: After all, you know, if it hadn't been for Amy, you and I wouldn't have understood exactly what we had to lose, right?

Ian: Right. But we got it back, didn't we?

Eve: Yes, we did.

Ian: What?

Eve: He can look. This is good for him.

Amy: Oh, Papa.

Harris: It's up to you now. Avenge me.

Amy: Papa? Papa, Papa -- please don't go. Please, please. Wait. I can't hear you. I can't hear you.

Harris: Revenge.

Amy: Papa? I know I promised revenge, Father. I thought I could do it. I wanted to. But he loves me, Papa. He told me so, and I love him. Please forgive me, but I can't hide anymore. Not from you and not from Ian.

Ed: You're almost home, angels. The whole flock. And one new arrival. Let's see.

Ed: What a shame. Someone so young, so vital. So little time left to live.

>> On the next "Port Charles" --

Casey: Ricky, wake up! No, come on! Ricky!

Paige: It's a young girl.

Lucy: The question is, what connection does she have to you and why you're here?

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