As The World Turns Transcript Monday 3/3/03
Provided by Linda
Proofread by
Ebele
Dusty: Why should you have to suffer? It wasn't your fault. I'll tell Paul that I was stupid and that I apologized to you. And I'm now apologizing to him.
Paul: Why so serious?
Dusty: Rose will tell you.
Rose: I got a problem with your friend here.
Paul: I thought you two had exchanged peace signs.
Rose: "Make love, not war." That's his motto.
Dusty: Here's the deal --
Bonnie: Hey, you guys, I am taking pictures of the guest of honor. So, come on. Get together. Come on. Whatever. You ready? Smile, guys. One, two, three --
Dusty: Oh, my eyes crossed.
Bonnie: Oh, you two look like best friends.
Paul: Yeah, well, we go way back. See?
Bonnie: Oh, well, it must be good to be back together again.
Paul: Yeah.
Dusty: Thanks.
Bonnie: Sure.
Paul: All right. So, let's hear it. Let's get this thing out in the open right now.
Rose: We signed a peace treaty and he broke it. End of story.
Paul: Sounds like the beginning of a story to me.
Dusty: Yeah. I crossed the line and I offended Rose. It was my fault. You remember back in high school, those dumb little categories in the yearbook?
Paul: Yeah, biggest flirt. Yeah, you won that one hands down.
Dusty: Right.
Molly: You avoiding me?
Dusty: I never avoid a beautiful woman.
Paul: See what I mean?
Molly: That's a good thing. Because this beautiful woman wants to have a drink with you at the bar right now.
Dusty: Give me five minutes.
Molly: Maybe I will, maybe I won't.
Paul: Ouch. Babe, Dusty's having a bad night. You might just want to forgive him so he can get his groove back.
Rose: Oh, well, then maybe you should ask what I have to forgive Mr. Wonderful for. See, he wasn't just flirting. Could this night get any worse?
Paul: What?
[Rose scoffs]
Rose: See ya.
Paul: Hey, where are you going?
Rose: I'm getting away from that broad right now.
Paul: Just give me a minute. I'll deal with her.
Mitzi: Hey.
Rose: You gotta save me.
Mitzi: From who?
Rose: No, from what. Homicide. Going to jail. Me.
Mitzi: Who ya gonna kill?
Rose: Barbara Ryan or Dustpan Donovan. Either one would make my day.
Rosanna: Got a minute for wedding talk?
Lucy: Believe me, I've got more than a minute.
Rosanna: Well, good. 'Cause I just need your honest opinion. I've narrowed my selection down to three dresses. Blue, blue and blue.
Lucy: I like the blue one. It doesn't matter which one you pick. You'll look beautiful no matter what.
Rosanna: Oh, no, no. These aren't for me. They're for you. I want you to be my maid of honor.
Lucy: Oh. I can't.
Rosanna: Oh, sure you can. Now Gloria says that you'll probably be able to stand by the time we get to the wedding. Not that you have to. We just want you there, you know, for the big moment.
Lucy: Well, I want to be there to throw the rice and yell and cheer, but -- I don't know. I just feel trapped.
Rosanna: By the wheelchair?
Lucy: By my own life. All I can see is Aaron lying there next to Alison. And I'm trapped in this house because I can't stand the thought of running into him.
Emily: Hey, Ali.
Alison: Em! Hey, I didn't know you were coming.
Emily: How you doing, sweetie?
Alison: Fine. I'm just waiting for the assistant D.A. to show up and tell me Hal pulled some strings and all the charges have been dropped.
Emily: Uh, I'm afraid that's not gonna happen, Alison. I did talk to Aaron Snyder though.
Alison: About me?
Emily: And the deal you made him. Alison, did you really offer to tell Lucy the truth about what happened between you and Aaron, if he testified on your behalf?
Alison: Yeah. What a bust that turned out to be. He barely got a chance to say two words before Barbara Ryan busted in with Will and that was it for me.
Emily: Alison, you never should have tried to use Lucy to blackmail Aaron into helping you. What were you thinking?
Alison: It's called surviving.
Emily: No, it's not. It's called character assassination and the character you're killing is your own. Every time you lie, you cheat or blame someone else for your mistakes, you're killing this great kid that lives inside of you. And you have so much good in you. And I don't want you to forget that.
Alison: Yeah, well, I grew up.
Emily: No, you didn't. See, that's the problem. You know, grown ups, they own up to their mistakes. They accept the consequences. Why does Aaron think that you can make things right between him and Lucy? Huh?
Alison: Because I'm the one who ruined things between them.
Emily: How?
Alison: I let Lucy think that there was more going on than there was. And it was her own idea to walk in on us when we were naked.
Craig: Oh, you're back. What did Jack want? A promise of fidelity written in blood?
Carly: A divorce.
Craig: How bold. I'm surprised. Now, about the New York show --
Carly: Did you hear what I said, Craig?
Craig: Oh, puppy scruff. He's just waiting for you to come around.
Carly: You're ten steps behind the times. I offered to come back and he turned me down.
Craig: And then he kissed you?
Carly: Actually, I kissed him.
Craig: Ah. Jack plays the game.
Carly: What -- what game?
Craig: You know, "the more I resist the more you want me"?
Carly: No, this is not a game. This he means.
Craig: Did he kiss you back? Exactly. Jack is not trying to get rid of you. He's just trying to tame you.
Messenger: Detective Snyder?
Jack: Yeah?
Messenger: Package for you. From the law office of Mr. Hughes. Some papers for you and Mrs. Snyder to sign.
Jack: Thanks.
Emily: Forget the fact that you're only 17. Forget the fact that Aaron Snyder isn't in love with you. Can we please talk about all the sexually transmitted diseases that are out there? Oh God, please tell me you used protection.
Alison: Is abstinence enough protection for you? Aaron got drunk and passed out. We didn't do anything. We didn't even start to.
Emily: Hello? Naked?
Alison: Aaron got drunk and he spilled some beer on his clothes and he went to change into dry ones and he just passed out.
Emily: Okay, so what happened to your clothes?
Alison: I sort of -- sort of took them off and laid down next to him just to keep him company.
Emily: Oh. Oh, Alison.
Alison: I feel like such an idiot, you know? I didn't even get a chance to explain and now I'm gonna be locked up. I can't even tell Lucy that it didn't even mean anything.
Emily: All right. I'm gonna go get Lucy and bring her here tonight.
Alison: Oh, please. I can't talk to her.
Emily: Don't you think about her. You just think about righting a wrong. You can do this, okay? I'm gonna go get her right now.
Alison: No, it's too late. They're about to take me to my cell.
Emily: Okay, you know what? I married the boss, so I think the officer in charge won't mind you hanging out for a while, while I go get Lucy. Okay?
Alison: Okay.
Emily: Okay.
Alison: She's gonna hate me.
[Alison sighs]
Paul: This might be a good time to have that drink with Molly.
Dusty: No, I'd like to say hello to your mother first.
Paul: Good luck.
John: Glad you could make it.
Barbara: Hello.
Kim: Hi, sweetheart.
Barbara: Look at you.
John: It's great news about Will.
Barbara: Yes. I knew he was innocent.
Lisa: Oh, isn't it just great to be right?
Kim: Or you think you are.
John: Well, fortunately, I usually am.
Lisa: Oh, John.
Nancy: Care to dance with an older lady?
Chris: Uh, yes, gram, but can you give me just a minute? There's someone I have to talk to.
Nancy: That's exactly the reason I want this dance.
John: Will's had a rough couple of years, so he's due a little happiness.
Barbara: And he's gonna get it. I've taken a suite at the Lakeview. Will has a beautiful bedroom there.
Kim: Oh, the Lakeview? Honey, that's lovely, but it is a hotel. Don't you think Will needs a real home?
Lisa: Yeah, you know, a neighborhood with kids to play with.
Barbara: Will's only gonna be with me on the weekends. The judge only granted me visitation rights.
Kim: Oh. Are you going to appeal that?
Barbara: No. Will wants to live with Hal. And I want him to be happy.
John: I'm proud of you.
Lisa: I am, too. It must have been really tough.
Barbara: I'm tired of talking about myself. How are all of you? How was your reunion with Dusty?
John: Good. Real good. You know, he's done so well. Who would have thought he was gonna turn into this hotshot investor. It's not the career I thought he would have chosen for himself, but --
Barbara: I know the feeling. Paul's made some unusual choices, as well.
Rose: Come on. Come on, come on down here, Babs. I gotta packet of matches for you to play with.
Lily: I see you've noticed the new arrival. I'm so sorry. Nothing surprises me more than seeing her here.
Rose: I know you didn't invite her, but why does she have to show up to everything and ruin everything?
Lucinda: Because she's Barbara Ryan.
Lily: Don't worry. I will ask her to leave.
Lucinda: Oh, please, darling, let me do the honors. Give me the pleasure. I'll have her out of here in two minutes.
Rose: Don't tempt me.
Lucinda: To what?
Rose: You give that broad an opportunity to make a scene, I'm gonna be jumping right in there. And then you know what happens, Mitz. You tell 'em.
Mitzi: And then Rose will do something scary.
[Lucinda laughing]
Lily: You know, I think we're on the wrong track here. If Barbara thinks that you're uncomfortable around her, she wins. Look at her. She even scared you away from Paul.
Bonnie: Ms. Ryan.
Paul: Excuse me. I'd better deal with this.
Barbara: Paul!
Paul: You need to stop this charade right now.
Barbara: I didn't realize I needed permission to come greet your old friend Dusty Donovan.
Rose: Yes, you do. So should I call you a taxi or do I have to drag you out of here by your big highlights?
Emily: Listen, I'm sorry to just barge in like this, but I --
Rosanna: Yes, what can we do for you?
Emily: I don't know if you've heard, but Alison has been arrested.
Rosanna: Hmm. Thank God.
Emily: Lucy, I know I have no right to ask this of you, but Alison was hoping that you would come see her.
Lucy: Tonight?
Emily: She has something important to say.
[Lucy scoffs]
Lucy: She's sorry that I'm in this chair? She's sorry she lied?
Emily: It's about Aaron, sweetie. Please come down to the police station with me. Please. Ali needs this and so do you.
Carly: So you're saying because I hurt him, Jack needs to resist me for a while?
Craig: Until you behave.
Carly: Well, I can live with that. I can live with anything that gets him past this need to divorce me.
Craig: Well, that's -- that's great. Now, about the New York show, see we got to think daring here. Something I know you're still capable of doing, right? So we got Fall, Autumn -- Halloween. Maybe Halloween with the dark and the stark. And maybe some splashy somethings, you know?
Carly: Who are you? Uncle Fester? You know, I wonder if Jack and I will be back together by the time the baby comes. I think -- I think I gotta call him.
Craig: Jack is going to take you back, Carly! It's just part of the game.
Carly: You didn't see him. The man is completely incapable of trusting me ever again.
Craig: Well, he's not a total fool.
Carly: Craig, you know, my life is not some skit put on for your amusement.
Craig: It's just hard for me to take this current life crisis seriously considering your recent history. When you came back from Hong Kong, Jack dumped Julia like a load of bricks. When James Steinbeck shipped you off to the health spa, Jack clawed the earth to find you. That lug nut would die for you.
Carly: And I would for him. He's in my bones. We're supposed to be together.
Craig: Well, yeah, and you will be. But wouldn't it be nice if you didn't have to live on a cop's salary. Huh? Rosanna put a lot of money into this company because I promised her that you and I would take it over the top. And that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Carly: Well, then you'd really better not cover our models in black with splashes of orange.
Craig: Well, give me something! Give me something better!
Carly: Well, how about the winter solstice? The models are in pencil skirts and boots -- arctic blues and whites. The days are getting shorter, much shorter, and the models barely have time to cover the runway, until all of the sudden --
Jack: Sorry to interrupt. I know you're busy. But I need to talk to you, Carly.
Barbara: Well, clearly, I'm not wanted here. Good night. Dusty. Dusty Donovan. There you are.
Rose: She's staying. She faked me out. I'm gonna kill her. I'm gonna kill her.
Barbara: It is so good to see you. I've heard all about your success. I want to hear all your secrets.
Dusty: My secrets?
Barbara: Uh-huh.
Dusty: Well, nothing special. Just a matter of being in the right place at the right time.
Barbara: Mm-hmm. Sounds like instinct to me, and I always toast to instincts. Champagne's on me. Paul, Rose, do you want to join us?
Paul: Don't do this.
Barbara: Don't do what? Greet your old childhood friend?
Paul: It's not gonna work.
Barbara: Paul's changed. Don't you think, Dusty? He used to be quite fond of his mother.
Dusty: Barbara, I'm sorry. Paul and Rose are my friends, and if they're not comfortable having you here, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Emily: Alison's waiting to see you now.
Rosanna: It's okay. If you need anything, I will be right here. Okay?
Alison: Hey, Lucy. You look great.
Lucy: Your sister told me you had something to tell me about Aaron. Start talking.
Craig: We are working here.
Jack: I had to see you.
Craig: Well, as usual, your timing reeks. We hit a creative geyser here! He's gonna -- now is not the time to take a break!
Carly: If Jack has something to tell me, then I need to hear it. Now. So if you want the designs for the New York show, I suggest you take this opportunity to go over to the pita palace and get me a falafel and a hot mint tea. Please. [Craig sighs heavily] I'm so glad you're here. I -- I haven't been able to stop thinking about us.
Jack: Me either.
Carly: And I'm sorry for blowing up like that before.
Jack: You were being honest.
Carly: I was freaking out.
Jack: That, too.
Carly: But you came back. You always come back, Jack. And so do I. It's because we are part of each other.
Jack: Yeah, we are, which is why whenever we try to have a serious discussion, we always end up in a clinch, and nothing ever gets decided because the pain keeps going on and on, and it's gotta stop, Carly.
Carly: Yes, it does. So no more talk about getting a divorce, right?
Jack: We're past that.
Carly: Oh, Jack! Oh, you don't know how happy I am to hear you say that, Jack! I love you so much! I love --
Jack: I meant we're past the talking stage. Tom Hughes started the proceedings. Our divorce is under way.
Carly: You can't have started divorce proceedings already, Jack. It's only been a few hours since you first mentioned the idea.
Jack: I need your signature on these papers.
Carly: No, I'm not gonna open that envelope. What did you do? Did you get some judge to grant you a favor?
Jack: Just sign the papers, please.
Carly: Well, I might as well be signing my own death warrant at the same time because that's what it will feel like, Jack, trying to live without you. I'll feel like dying.
Jack: Maybe for a few minutes, yeah, but don't worry. I'm sure there's gonna be guys lining up to take care of you.
Carly: No, I don't -- I don't want to be taken care of. I can take care of myself, but not without you beside me, Jack. You are all I ever wanted.
Jack: If that were true, then why are we here? Tom said that a no-fault divorce should take no longer than 30 days, and we can't go that route since you're pregnant, so --
Carly: Yes! Yeah, I am pregnant!
Jack: -- I have another suggestion.
Carly: I happen to be a pregnant woman who also has another child, and we are a family -- you and me and Parker! And what do you suggest he does without you?!
Jack: I'll keep seeing him. Tom will set up a visitation schedule.
Carly: Oh, stop it! Stop talking like we're over, Jack, because I refuse to give up on us! I need you, and Parker needs you, and our new baby girl needs you!
Jack: It's your new baby girl!
Carly: It doesn't matter how she started out, Jack. You are the man that I want her to call "daddy." Please. Come on. We were building something so wonderful there for a while, Jack, and yeah, it's -- it's starting to fall apart, but we can do it. We have what it takes to put it back together, Jack, please! I will do anything you say! I will do anything, but I will not give up on us!
Jack: I can't be your husband. Take the papers. Take 'em. I'll call Tom and set up our appointment.
Carly: To hell with you, Jack. Get out. You get out of here, and you take your papers with you.
Alison: That night at the garage, the way that it all started -- Aaron was really upset that you didn't want to see him anymore, and --
Lucy: Because of a lie you told me.
Alison: Right. So he decided to get drunk, and Burt keeps beer around, so he started drinking it and got -- he got pretty drunk, and he spilled some beer on his clothes, so he went into the back room to change.
Lucy: And you followed?
Alison: Well, I tried to, but he told me to leave. So -- so I went in later, and I found him half undressed and passed out. So I took off his shirt and -- and I tried to leave, but --
Lucy: But what?
Alison: He was just -- he was just lying there. He's all I ever wanted, Lucy. So I drew a heart on him, and I pretended that he was mine, but he didn't even wake up. He didn't touch me or anything.
Lucy: You swear? You and Aaron didn't have sex?
Alison: No. I'm still -- I'm still a virgin.
Lucy: Why did you do it?
Alison: Because I wanted to know what it would be like to lie next to him. I wanted to imagine what it would be like to be his girlfriend.
Lucy: I don't understand you, Alison. I don't understand anything about you.
Alison: What's so complicated? I love Aaron, too.
Lucy: That's a lie.
Dusty: I'm sorry about tonight. I am. Let me -- I would love to take you to lunch sometime.
Barbara: To lunch? After this reception? I don't think so.
John: I'm about to have a drink. Can I get you something?
Barbara: Not a damn thing, John, thank you.
Paul: Sorry about that, man. I hope I didn't put too much of a damper on your party.
Dusty: You all right?
Paul: Yeah. You okay?
Rose: Aw. My name's Rose. You know, tough and thorny.
John: What did you say to Barbara?
Dusty: I told her I'd take her to lunch.
John: I'll be at the bar.
Molly: Why don't you come with me, dragon slayer? It's time you had some fun at your own party, don't you think?
Chris: So dad had a tough time with his supervisors, too?
Nancy: There was a time when I began to wonder if his career was going to end as it began, as an intern. But then his father gave him some good advice. "If you screw up, say you're sorry."
Chris: That's not always that easy.
Nancy: Isn't it nice that you're such a strong man?
Chris: All right. I'll give it a shot. If Dixon accepts my apology, great. But if he doesn't, I'll have to say good-bye to Memorial and move on.
Nancy: Deal. Now -- go make your grandfather proud of you
John: Oh. Oh! Dr. Hughes. You just don't seem to be able to be at the right place ever, right?
Molly: I loved watching you put Barbara in her place from my lonely perch at the bar.
Dusty: From your lonely perch? I was gonna join you after I --
Molly: What, slayed the dragon?
Dusty: Yeah. Don't those dragon slayers get a reward after they do some slaying like that?
Molly: Absolutely.
Chris: Sorry.
John: It's okay. I have a good dry cleaner.
Chris: No, I mean, about work. I've been thinking about what you said, about my following up on Will meant that everyone had to pick up my slack.
John: Mm-hmm.
Chris: It won't happen again.
John: Good. Good, good, good. Because I do think you have a real gift with children. I'd hate to see you waste that.
Chris: I'll see you tomorrow -- on time, ready to work.
John: Way to go. You keep at it, and who knows? I think you'd make a good pediatrician. As a matter of fact, I know you'd make a damn fine pediatrician.
Dusty: What? Is that it?
Molly: Until later.
Dusty: Later works.
Holden: Dusty! Lily and I are outta here.
Dusty: Already?
Lily: Yeah, Natalie keeps us on a short leash.
Lucinda: I'll be shoving off, too, darling.
Lily: Thanks for having us.
Dusty: Talk to you soon.
Lily: Okay.
Lucinda: Oh, Dusty, you can't just tap-dance through life. If you really want to work, give me a call, because the offer's still on the table.
Dusty: I'll keep it in mind.
Holden: Hey -- we'll have you over for dinner real soon, okay? Thanks.
Rose: Good night, and kiss those kids for me.
Paul: Want to take a ride?
Rose: Yeah. I'll just get my coat and I'll -- sure.
Paul: Anything you want.
Rose: Hmm.
Dusty: So I see you haven't said anything yet.
Rose: You're slick, you know? You were such a mensch with Barbara. You think you're off the hook? In your dreams, sweetheart.
Alison: Aaron may not love me, but you can't say I don't love him.
Lucy: If you loved him, you would have been honest with him. Instead, you blamed him for your crime. You hurt him and everyone in his family.
Alison: I don't have to listen to this.
Lucy: Yes, you do! You tried to ruin what Aaron and I had because you wanted it. That's not love, Alison. That's greed.
Alison: And that's why I'm trying to fix what I can. Can't you at least be glad that nothing happened between Aaron and me? Or don't you believe me?
Lucy: I believe you, but one moment of honesty doesn't make up for all the lies you've told. I've never known anyone like you, Alison, and I hope I never do again.
Alison: I did it. I told Lucy the truth.
Emily: Oh, I'm so proud of you. I am so proud of you.
Alison: But Lucy and Aaron still hate me. It didn't change anything.
Emily: But it did. It changed everything, don't you see? I want you to take a breath. Come on. That's your new beginning. See, and if you keep being honest every day, that feeling's gonna get bigger and bigger, and soon you're not gonna need some guy's approval, even some gorgeous guy like Aaron Snyder, to feel good about yourself, because everything you need is gonna be right here, baby.
Rosanna: So did you get the answer you were hoping for?
Lucy: Nothing happened. Aaron was already passed out by the time she got into bed with him.
Rosanna: Oh, that's good. I'm glad she told you the truth.
Lucy: Yeah. I think she only lied once.
Rosanna: Really, about what? Did she try to blame anyone else for the things she did?
Lucy: No, but she said she loved Aaron. I mean, please.
Rosanna: And that was it? Good.
Lucy: Well, what did you think I was gonna say?
Rosanna: Nothing. No, I'm just glad you got what you needed out of it, and I know your dad will be, too. Let's go
Jack: Don't make me out to be the bad guy here, Carly.
Carly: Oh, no? Well, what are you, then? You the hero of our little drama, Jack? The honest cop who had the misfortune to marry the slut.
Jack: What? I have never called you that.
Carly: Sure you have. What else would a man be saying about his wife when he can't even wait 24 hours to start divorce proceedings? I know what this is. All of this is just your punishment for me, for having a one-night stand.
Jack: No, you said I should get the divorce if it works for me.
Carly: I said a lot of things, and so did you, like that you would always belong to me, like that you wanted our marriage to work.
Jack: I did. I do.
Carly: Then why are you burying it?
Jack: Oh, great. Great. First, you accuse me of manipulating you by not taking a definite stand, so here I am, taking one, and you still don't like it.
Carly: You know what I don't like? I don't like that I hung in there through all of Julia's insanity just so you could call it quits. One little blow to your ego, and bam, you're outta here.
Jack: No, I am outta here because I never should've been in here. Our marriage was a mistake, Carly. A pathetic, five-star mistake.
Craig: Hey, you kids, I've got a bottle of nonalcoholic fizz in case we had something to -- celebrate. Where's the fireworks?
Carly: Jack was just leaving, unless he has something else to say.
Jack: I'll be at the station if you need to reach me.
Carly: I can't imagine why I would.
Craig: What happened?
Carly: You know that game you said Jack was playing? Turns out it wasn't one. Turns out he really doesn't want me anymore.
Dusty: Cannot deny it, I messed up. And if you think it would be better to tell Paul -- if you really think that that would be good for him, then go ahead, tell him.
Paul: All right, baby, let's get out of here.
Rose: Love to.
Dusty: Looks like the party's over.
Molly: I'd say that's a really good thing, because now we can celebrate your homecoming, Molly-style.
Mitzi: Scusi?
Paul: Hey, you need a ride?
Mitzi: No, just a word with Rose. Business.
Paul: All right, I'll get the car.
Mitzi: What is it with you? Are you gonna tell Paul that Dusty hit on you or what?
Rose: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do about Mr. D, but I am gonna do it tonight.
Alison: Aaron and Lucy were the best friends I ever had, and I blew it.
Emily: Sweetie, they're angry, and they may stay that way for a very long time, but you did the right thing. Sweetie, you told the truth.
Alison: I let Aaron and Will take the blame for what I did. This whole town is gonna hate me.
Emily: Well, I know two people who love you very much -- me and Mom.
Alison: I love you, too.
Cop #4: Sorry, Mrs. Munson. I have to take your sister down to lockup.
Emily: It's okay. All right, um -- can you just give me a quick minute? Listen to me, I packed you a few things, okay? I know how cold you get at night -- listen to me -- so I packed you a sweater and some socks so your feet stay warm and an old friend, and I'll stop and see you tomorrow, okay? And I will be thinking about you all night, okay? I love you.
Cop #4: Let's go.
Emily: Okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. Come on. It's okay.
[Door closes]
Emily: I am so grateful you came. You will never know how much.
Lucy: I'm glad I came, too.
[Footsteps echoing]
Alison: I go in there?
Cop #4: 'Fraid so.
[Cell door closes] [unzipping bag]
Alison: Mom, I wish you were here to nag me. It's too quiet. Cold.
Lucy: Aaron was telling the truth. Alison set this whole thing up and then lied about it. I have to go see him.
Rosanna: No, no, no, no, no. I don't think that's a good idea at all.
Lucy: But I should have trusted him, and I didn't. I want to go see him at his house, so I can apologize.
Rosanna: No, I'm sorry, that is absolutely out of the question. I promised your father that I would respect his wishes about Aaron. He and I have made a decision to put each other first, and that is what I intend to do.
Craig: Here, want the mint tea?
Carly: Thanks. You know, I thought that Jack and I would go on forever. Pretty dumb, huh?
Craig: Hmm. Romantic, maybe. Not dumb.
Carly: And now this baby's gonna be born into a broken home, with no daddy to look up to.
Craig: Hey. All the love that you have is gonna make up for all of that.
Carly: Don't you start being nice to me, because you are gonna make me cry.
Craig: Oh, heaven forbid. Now, listen, do you want to finish your dinner and get to work?
Carly: No, no. I don't feel like eating, and I definitely don't feel like working.
Craig: Well, that's why you have me as a partner, to remind you of something called profit.
Carly: I don't need a partner. I need a friend. And I don't have one. Molly hates me. Jack's left me.
Craig: Mike?
Carly: Will dote on me so much, I'll have to kill him just so I can breathe.
Craig: Oh, you're gonna survive this.
Carly: I know. I have to, so I can take care of my children, but I just -- I just didn't want to have to do it all alone.
Craig: You're not alone. I'm here -- as long as you need me.