As The World Turns Transcript Friday 6/27/03
Provided by Suzanne
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Katie: Is Sage asleep?
Mike: Almost.
Katie: Oh, hey. You know that wedding dress that the mayor's wife donated for the ceremony?
Mike: Yeah.
Katie: You should see what Carly did with that hideous thing. It's amazing! She's such a miracle worker.
Carly: Well, they're off to the pasture.
Katie: Oh, no! How's Parker gonna feed the horses? I have the food.
Mike: She's got everything but good sense and a flashlight.
Carly: She gets prettier and prettier.
Jack: What choice does she have, with you as her mother? Think she's getting ready to see her first wedding? Maybe it'll give her a taste for a small, intimate affair so it won't cost her father an arm and a leg when it's her turn. Oh, come on. You know I'm kidding, right?
Carly: Yeah, I know.
Jack: Then what's wrong? Think it's a little too small?
Carly: No, no, of course not, Jack. Everyone who's supposed to be there will be there. Almost everyone.
Jack: So who are we missing?
Molly: Hey, Emily.
Emily: Hey, Molly.
Molly: Is Hal around?
Emily: No, actually, nowhere to be found. What's up?
Molly: Nothing. I just wondered if he had any news about Lily and Rose.
Emily: No, no new developments, unfortunately. But that doesn't mean Rose isn't gonna burst in that door any minute, raising hell, you know. No one's tougher than D'Angelo. Carly and I can vouch for that. But Carly, she's no slouch, either. Giving birth in the middle of nowhere like that. Can you believe it?
Molly: What?
Emily: No doctor, no epidural, no nothing. That woman is my hero. Oh, and you -- congratulations. Your new cousin! What do you think of the name Sage?
Molly: Carly named her baby Sage?
Emily: Oh, I'm so sorry -- I figured you heard this whole story a hundred times by now.
Molly: Hmm-mm. I hadn't heard a thing.
Chris: Alison, I'm just saying it might get kind of spooky here, working the late shift.
Alison: Well, I'm not scared. You're not gonna let a serial killer get his hands on me.
Chris: I'm on a three-day suspension, remember? I'm here to check on my dad and see what Dixon wants, but then I'm gone.
Alison: But that's not fair. Your father's sick, everybody's under an insane amount of stress -- don't you get a chance to be human?
Chris: I'll tell Dixon you asked. I'll see you later. And be careful!
Alison: You, too!
Susan: This doesn't make sense, Kim! If you take Rick off Bob's case, you're depriving your husband of the one doctor who really knows his history better than anybody.
Kim: I owe it to Bob to take every precaution.
Susan: But Bob's trusted Rick with his life so far. What's different now? I'm sure if Bob could speak for himself --
Kim: And he can't. And so I'm trying to speak for him.
Rick: I think that if we just take our time, we sit down and discuss his treatments step-by-step, I can alleviate a lot of your --
Kim: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I appreciate what you're saying. But Bob is no longer your patient, and I just hope you'll try to understand.
Susan: Here's what I understand. If you take Rick off Bob's case now, it's tantamount to labeling him a serial killer and you know that!
Rick: Susan, don't.
Susan: No, I have to -- I have to make her say what she means. Because I want to know where I stand. And who I'm dealing with. If you're a serial killer, then I am, too. Arrest us both.
Holden: You're a very hard woman to find.
Barbara: I was just leaving.
Holden: Good. We'll both leave. After you tell me how and where to find my wife.
Barbara: You know what? I can't do that. I can't do it.
Holden: No, I think you can. How'd it go with Steinbeck?
Barbara: I asked him where Lily and Rose were. He responded by showering me with insults. Prison hasn't mellowed him, to say the least.
Holden: You need to tell me everything that he said to you.
Barbara: I just did, Holden.
Holden: No, I'm talking about words, Barbara. Every word that came out of his mouth -- I need to know.
Barbara: He talks in riddles.
Holden: Exactly. So he may have dropped a clue, or something that might tell us where they are.
Barbara: You know what? Dusty was there. You ask him.
Holden: I'm asking you. Look, please, just help me. Help me find Lily and Rose -- before it's too late.
Barbara: Holden, the mind blocks things out when they're too painful. If you want answers, find Dusty.
Brackett: Okay, Donovan. On your feet.
Dusty: All right.
Brackett: Get your hands on that wall.
Dusty: All right, you've got the wrong idea here.
Brackett: Spread 'em. You want to tell us what you're doing here?
Dusty: I'm standing over a dead body, seconds before the cops arrive. That's the way it always goes down.
Brackett: Right.
Margo: Hughes. Yeah, I need a squad car and someone from the coroner's office here.
Dusty: This guy's name is Stanley. He works for Spangler.
Brackett: He was about to work for the FBI, before you got to him.
Margo: Agent Brackett got a call from this Stanley, said he wanted to set up a meet. Said he could help us track down Lily and Rose.
Dusty: Oh, that's funny. I got the same call.
Brackett: Only you got here first.
Dusty: What do you think that means?
Brackett: I'll tell you what I think it means. I think you got here first, only Stanley was still alive. And before he drew his last breath, he named his shooter. What do you think, Dusty?
Dusty: I think James Steinbeck's your man. I think he wants me to pay for his son's death.
Brackett: Always somebody else's fault.
Dusty: You're the FBI, right? Why don't you do whatever you gotta do to make Steinbeck talk? That's what you guys are good at, isn't it?
Brackett: I'm going to let my boys in the home office respond -- in person. I'm taking this prisoner to D.C. with me tonight.
Margo: Oh, the hell you are.
Rose: Hello? Can anybody hear us? We're stuck down in this well, and we need help. Hello? All right, I'll try in a couple of minutes. Hey, Lily. Hey. Come on. Come on. Open up those beautiful green eyes. Let me see ya. Hey. Hey, that's better. How you feeling? How's your head?
Lily: How's it look?
Rose: Not bad.
[Loud sound]
Lily: What was that?
Rose: Oh!
[Coughs] it wasn't that bad this time. Just some rock and some dirt -- we're fine. We're safe.
Lily: Tomorrow, when they start blasting again, this well's gonna cave in, Rose.
Rose: That's why we're getting out of here tonight.
Margo: You are not taking my only lead to finding Lily and Rose. I have got a kidnapping to solve here.
Brackett: I'm sorry, detective, but the bureau has jurisdiction in this case.
Margo: That is just bull. There's no way an interrogation takes precedence over bringing two missing women home alive.
Brackett: I don't want to quibble.
Margo: I'm not quibbling about it, either. Listen -- I only need just a few hours to find Lily and Rose. Bag his personal effects. Just hear me out here -- and you -- you make a move, I'll tell him to shoot you. Look, we're both looking for the same thing here -- to solve this case. You work with me, I work with you -- we both get what we want, right? This brings the death toll to three.
Dusty: What do you got there?
Policeman: A walkie-talkie, it looks like.
Margo: -- But I don't like it when the kidnappers are going to the morgue --
Dusty: Makes you wonder who's got the other one, huh?
Margo: -- When the victims are still out there. I mean, who knows if they're still alive? Who knows if Lily and Rose are getting food or water or anything of that sort? Will you please, please -- the trail to these women is ice cold. Just give me Donovan. Maybe he can help me flush out someone who can meet us there.
Brackett: I don't know.
Margo: I do. I know these women. I know their family. I know their friends. I am their friend. Lily's kids -- they're like part of my life. I will not let these women die. I just need a few days with Donovan.
Brackett: All right, look. I'll call the FBI. I'm not promising anything. You hold onto that prisoner. I'll meet you back at the station in a few hours.
Dusty: Margo, you know I didn't kill this guy, right?
Margo: Oh, yeah. Do I?
Dusty: Why don't you let me check out where he was staying?
Margo: We have police officers that do that, Dusty.
Dusty: Then why don't you let me go with 'em?
Margo: No, not this time.
Dusty: Not this time, eh?
Margo: No.
Dusty: Well, who's gonna stop me?
Margo: That guy right there is going to stop you. If he tries anything -- shoot him in the foot.
Holden: You can't escape by hiding. You know that. Just like you know everything that Steinbeck said to you today. Please, please tell me.
Barbara: He wants revenge. On Rose, on Dusty -- and especially on me.
Holden: Why you?
Barbara: He blames me for Paul's death. And he talks in riddles.
Holden: Well, what did he say? When you asked him where Lily and Rose are, how did he answer?
Barbara: He waxed philosophical, Holden. He said that "if you look deeply enough, you'll always find what you're looking for." In fact, he used the word "deep" a lot. That's because James believes he's quite profound.
Holden: I need examples.
Barbara: He was talking nonsense. Saying things about love. That it's an underground deep spring, that touches the deep, dark caverns of his heart.
Holden: Did he mention Lily by name?
Barbara: Yes, in fact, he said he's quite fond of her. In fact, he said to tell you that he's given you everything you need to find her.
Holden: I have everything that I need to find Lily and Rose? He meant you. You're what I need to find them.
Barbara: Me?
Holden: Yes. And if you're strong enough to go face-to-face with him, then you're certainly strong enough to help me figure out the clues that he's been giving us. Please, Barbara. You're the only one who can help us out!
Barbara: I've already told you everything, Holden.
Holden: Let's go find Margo. We're going to break this code.
Molly: Wow. Thanks, Emily, 'cause if you hadn't told me -- I don't know -- I wouldn't have heard about this baby for years.
Emily: You know, Carly probably wanted to tell you everything herself. But like I said, she's out in the middle of nowheresville.
Molly: Yeah.
Emily: Maybe you'll get a smoke signal or something from her. But -- hey, the only reason I know is because they wanted Parker to meet his baby sister. And so Craig and Rosanna took him for a visit to Montana.
Molly: Rosanna? Wait a minute. Rosanna? With their history, she's there, and I'm -- what else don't I know about? Do they know who the daddy is?
Emily: No, they haven't found that out yet. I'm sure Carly's going to want to tell you everything herself when she gets --
Molly: Yeah, you know. I've heard enough, believe me, Emily.
[Phone ringing] but thanks. You know what? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't know what the hell's going on with my own family.
Emily: No, but, you know what?
[Phone ringing] there's actually something else I need to tell you.
Molly: No, take your call, because I gotta get out of here, anyway.
Emily: Are you sure? I -- hello?
Alison: It's me. You've gotta come to the hospital, like now.
Emily: Why? What's wrong?
Alison: Mom's gone crazy. She was just yelling at Kim Hughes, daring Hal to arrest her and Rick.
Emily: Arrest her -- for what?
Alison: Murder.
Emily: Okay, I'm coming right over. Don't tell Mom, all right? I just had lunch with her, and now I am officially the enemy, so --
Alison: What should I do?
Emily: Don't do anything, Alison. You hear me? Just let Hal handle it, okay? He'll know what to do.
Good-bye.
Hal: I'm sorry, Susan, but I'm fresh out of jail cells tonight. I'll have to arrest you tomorrow. Look, it's been a long day. Everybody's on edge -- especially Bob's family. Can't we show some restraint?
Susan: Okay, okay. What I meant to say is Dr. Daniels is so desperate to solve this case that he's resorted to accusing innocent people. Rick is not the enemy here. He is Bob's best hope for full recovery, Kim.
Kim: Susan! What the hell is the matter with you? Do you really think that I would take a chance with my husband's life for anybody? Ben Harris is taking over Bob's case, and that's it.
Hal: We'll talk later.
Rick: I'll bat for myself next time. But thanks.
Walker: Dr. Decker? Do you have a few minutes?
Rick: For you? I'll make an exception.
Alison: Mom? Hey, Mom?
Susan: What?
Alison: Take a walk with your favorite daughter?
Susan: Oh, honey, maybe later.
Alison: Come on. Come on, didn't you hear? It's role reversal night. You gripe about authority, and I'll listen.
Susan: Okay, it's a deal.
Walker: It's my job to ask the difficult questions, to examine all the possibilities, no matter where it may lead. And sometimes it's not pretty. But that was my father's way, and now it's mine. You must know what that's like.
Rick: Must I?
Walker: Well, because your father was such a renowned physician. He must have been an enormous influence on you.
Rick: You've heard of my father?
Walker: Who hasn't? Head of the Cardiac unit, St. Cecilia's, Boston, for 20 years. One of the first doctors in the States to perform heart transplants. He must have demanded perfection from everyone -- his colleagues, his family, his son.
Rick: And he got it. But he never demanded more of others than he did of himself.
Walker: That must've been difficult for you, though. To measure up, prove yourself worthy to be his son.
Rick: Let's dispense with the armchair psychology, okay? Two interns, including Bob's son, have admitted to possessing the murder weapon. I suggest that you investigate those possibilities before you play profiler with me.
Gordo: Now who's ransacking the chief of staff's office?
Chris: Back off, Gordo. I'm only trying to --
Gordo: Trying to what? Plant more evidence against me? Stick those pictures in my locker with a little more potassium chloride? And you can tell the cops I'm targeting your entire family?
Chris: You know what, Gordo? Nobody needs to make you look any more guilty. 'Cause you're doing a hell of a job of it by yourself.
Gordo: Well, I get by with a little help from my friends.
Chris: What are you going to do? You gonna shut me up and shoot me down like the others?
John: You guys are at it again? What the hell is going on?
Gordo: I found Chris going through Dr. Hughes' belongings. He's up to something. I want to know what it is.
Mike: Stay here. I'll grab us some sodas.
Carly: Sometimes I miss Molly so much it hurts. No matter how much we talk and apologize and try to make things the way they were, we can't. We just can't make things okay between us.
Jack: Okay, you know what? Then that's it. We gotta get Molly out here. Look, Musselshell has a way of making everything okay. Look at what it did for us. We're even coexisting with Rosanna and Craig.
Carly: No.
Jack: Let's call her and invite her to the wedding.
Carly: No. Because then she'd only come because she'd feel obligated to come. That Musselshell magic only works when people show up out of the blue. Like you did. Like Mike and Katie did. Even like Rosanna and Craig did.
Katie: What am I missing?
Mike: Carly wants an old friend of hers to come up for the wedding.
Katie: Who? Anyone I know? Molly.
[Mike clears his throat] well, what's the problem?
Mike: Aside from the fact that you hate her?
Katie: I don't hate her. I just hate the way she treats you. But Carly's the bride. I mean, she can invite whoever she wants. What's holding her back?
Mike: Carly just doesn't want Molly to feel pressured. But she would love it if she came out here on her own. Now, I can make that happen. But I won't, if you don't want me to. It's entirely up to you.
Chris: It's family photos.
Gordo: What were you going to do with them?
Chris: I was going to put them in my father's room. So he has something to look at when he comes out of a coma. Unless that's a crime that I don't know about. Is that enough of an explanation for you, or would you rather trust Dr. Gordon?
John: To tell you the truth, I don't trust either one of you very much. And as acting chief of staff, I could have you bounced out of this hospital. But we're short-handed around here, so I need everybody I can get. Though you're not looking at patients, I still need you to do things.
Chris: What about my suspension?
John: You can consider it revoked. But you guys start to lock horns again, and I hear about it or I see it, all bets are off. You understand?
Chris: Yes, sir.
Gordo: Yes, sir.
John: So get out of here. Try not to find yourself in possession of any mysterious or suspicious medications. Come on.
Emily: Oh, hey.
Hal: Oh, hi.
Emily: Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
Hal: You heard about Susan?
Emily: Yeah, well. You know, Ali told me that she really freaked out. But you know what? It was no surprise. I saw it coming over lunch.
Hal: Why? What did she do?
Emily: Well, she told me that some serial killer went unapprehended at the same hospital in San Francisco where Rick was on staff.
Alison: No. No way! Is that true?
Hal: Every word of it.
Emily: Hmm.
Alison: Well, he lives in my house, you guys! When were you guys planning to tell me?
Rick: Well, you've done your homework, dug around, know all about my father's career. Congratulations, Dr. Daniels.
Walker: I also spoke with your colleagues at Mercy Hospital in San Francisco. I have some questions about those mysterious deaths that occurred while you were there.
Rick: Oh, right. Demanding father, son who couldn't measure up, and presto. Decker's a traveling mad man.
Walker: Your words. Not mine.
Rick: Tell me. Did any of my former colleagues implicate me in those deaths in any way?
Walker: No, they didn't.
Rick: And yet you continue dredging up this history, questioning my relationship with my father -- this is outrageous.
Walker: Just doing my job.
Rick: Well, if you continue this assault on my life and career, you may not have a job to come back to.
Walker: We'll talk soon.
Joy: I found Arlene's things in Dr. Hughes's office.
Hal: Oh, good, good. Oh, this is Emily Munson, my wife.
Emily: Hi. How do you do?
Hal: This is Alison Stewart, my sister-in-law and a nurses' aide here. This is Joy Krebs. She's Arlene Krebs's sister.
Emily: I am so sorry about your sister.
Alison: Me, too. She was the best nurse this place had.
Joy: Arlene loved this hospital. It just -- doesn't seem real.
Hal: Joy's here to collect her sister's belongings. Did you manage to find everything?
Joy: Not Arlene's journal.
Hal: Nurse Krebs kept a journal?
Joy: Sure did. Ever since we were kids.
Alison: Yeah. I used to see her writing in it all the time, even the last day. Well, now that she's gone, I bet you'd really like to have it.
Barbara: I don't know why I'm surprised to see you here.
Dusty: I ran into some complications after you saw Steinbeck.
Barbara: Really? What kind of complications?
Margo: The kind that involve a dead body and an FBI agent.
Holden: Did Brackett track down Spangler's hit man?
Margo: Well, that'd be the dead body.
Holden: The only man who can tell us where Lily and Rose are is dead. Thanks to you.
Dusty: It's a classic setup, isn't it? I mean, Steinbeck makes sure that I'm the first one on the scene. And then he has some guy write my name right next to Stanley's dead body.
Holden: Margo, do you not have enough proof yet? I mean, come on.
Dusty: Yes. I shot him. And then I watched him scrawl my name in perfect block print while he's breathing his last breath. And then I stay on the scene and wait for the cops and the FBI to incriminate me.
Interesting!
Barbara: Well, did he say anything, though, before he died? Was there any other evidence?
Dusty: A walkie-talkie. And I bet whoever's got the other one has Lily and Rose.
Margo: Please don't touch this. It is still evidence.
Dusty: That's your last link to those girls.
Holden: Barbara, you said that Steinbeck kept using the word "deep," right?
Barbara: But I didn't think it meant anything.
Holden: He told Barbara that people need to "look deeply" in order to find what they're searching for. He also said something about a "cavern," and "an underground spring."
Barbara: But I don't think he was speaking literally -- he was talking about the "deep caverns of his heart."
Holden: Yeah, but if he keeps using those same references, they have to mean something.
Margo: Okay, "caverns," "underground springs," "deep meanings." We're looking for what -- a cave?
Holden: Could you get your hands on a map? A surveyor's map of the county?
Margo: Yeah, I'll see what I can come up with.
Holden: I think I know what we're looking for.
Lily: Rose?
Rose: It's okay, Lily. I'm right here. What's wrong?
Lily: Every time I close my eyes, I feel like I'm falling.
Rose: Well, the good news is, you can't fall any further, because you're at the bottom of a well. And the bad news is, is that you're at the bottom of a well. But not for long, because there's a pile the size of Mt. Everest of rocks right behind me.
Lily: Is it high enough to climb out?
Rose: It's big enough to try.
Lily: Just be careful, please.
Rose: I'll just pretend there's some chocolate eclairs and a hot bath waiting for me at the top. There's just one thing that I don't like.
Lily: What?
Rose: Leaving you here. I tell you, it scares the hell out of me.
Lily: Well, I'll be okay. Just focus on climbing up on those rocks and getting out of here.
Rose: Okay. And I'm going to be back soon. And I'll bring help. I'll bring Holden. And I'll get you home. Love you, tiger Lily.
Lily: I love you, too. See you soon.
Dusty: This feels very wrong.
Brackett: Does it?
Dusty: Very wrong!
[Lily screams]
Lily: Rose! Can you hear me? Please answer me!
Holden: So we're looking for a cavern or a cave -- or some kind of mine shaft or something.
Barbara: Anything hidden. Anything underground.
Margo: Yeah, I gotta tell you, though. With all the fields and forests in this area, something like that -- it could be anywhere within an hour's drive in any direction.
Holden: That's okay. I'll check every one if I have to.
Margo: You're gonna do this on your own?
Holden: No, I would certainly -- I'd love to have some help.
Margo: Well, I'll set up a search party at daybreak.
Holden: No. Tomorrow's too late. I can't wait that long.
Margo: You're going to go out in the dark on your own?
Holden: Unless you want to give me that walkie-talkie to bring along.
Margo: I'd love to help you out. But we gotta send it to forensics. See what they find out.
Barbara: Well, if there's nothing else that I can do --
Margo: All right, I'll get a squad car to escort you back to the Lakeview.
Barbara: Thank you, Margo. James said that he was going to punish you. This is just the beginning. He will destroy you by degrees until there's nothing left of you. Good luck with that.
Holden: Is your walkie-talkie on the same frequency as Spangler's guys?
Dusty: I don't carry a walkie-talkie. And I don't work for Spangler.
Holden: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I've heard enough of your lies. Margo, do you mind if I keep this map?
Margo: Yeah, go ahead. Good luck with it. Like I said, it's an awful lot of territory for one guy to cover.
Dusty: If you take me with you, I guarantee the search will go a lot faster.
Margo: You're not going anywhere, Donovan, unless agent Brackett changes his mind and decides to question you here in town.
Dusty: What are the chances of that happening?
Brackett: Not a snowball's chance in hell. Hope you don't mind sitting in coach. We're booked on the next flight out. Say your good-byes, Donovan.
Katie: I just want you to do whatever makes you happy.
Mike: Yeah, well, I want you to be happy, too.
Katie: I am.
Mike: Then why do you look so down?
Katie: Oh, that. That's Simon. He'll go away.
Mike: What brought him out?
Katie: The wedding, the baby. Just -- people in love. I started thinking about husbands and the way it was supposed to be.
Mike: Yeah, it's hard not being with the one that you love. But, hey, you've got your friend Mike, you know? I'm telling you, he's a nice guy. He's kinda cute, too. Helps you around the house, keeps you out of trouble. He even lets you beat him up from time to time. Yeah, I don't know. I think he's pretty cool. It's just me, though.
Katie: Would you just call Molly? Please?
Mike: Molly?
Molly: Mike? Hey. I thought you were in Montana.
Mike: I am.
Molly: What's going on?
Mike: You heard about Carly's baby?
Molly: Yeah.
Mike: Yeah. Whoever the father is, is the luckiest guy in the world, because this baby is beautiful.
Molly: I'm really glad you got to see her.
Mike: Yeah, she's got a lot of admirers. Katie's here, too. Hey, guess who's getting married?
Molly: You and Katie?
Mike: Oh, no. Jack and Carly. They're tying the knot again. It's a long story, but they're walking down the aisle tomorrow.
Molly: That's great.
Mike: Yeah. Craig's here, Rosanna, Parker. How about being the best wedding gift and come out and surprise 'em?
Molly: I don't think so, Mike. I mean, if Carly wanted me there --
Mike: She does want you out here. She just thinks it's too much to ask of you. I figured, Molly hates me, anyway, so I'll call her, you know? What've I got to lose, right?
Molly: I don't hate you. But I don't know about --
Mike: She's your cousin. And, more importantly, she's your friend. Look, come to Montana.
Molly: Don't put me on the spot or anything.
Mike: Think about it. Call me back and say yes.
Molly: I'll think about it. But that's all.
Mike: All right, I'll talk to you later. I tried.
Katie: So you eavesdropped on Carly and Jack? And you went behind their back? I never knew you were so sneaky! You know, I love that in a friend.
Mike: Really?
Rick: Excuse me, John. Do you have a minute?
John: As a matter of fact, I don't.
Kim: John? Is there any news?
John: Yeah, I talked with Ben Harris. He's agreed to be Bob's doctor of record.
Kim: Oh.
John: Effective immediately.
Kim: Oh. Thank you very much.
Rick: If you'll excuse me.
John: Did the -- did the police guard get here?
Kim: Yeah, yeah, yeah. They've promised me that they're gonna have somebody outside of Bob's door, 24 hours a day.
[Kim sobbing]
John: Okay, okay, okay. All right, all right. Listen. What about some dinner now? Come on.
Kim: I can't eat. I don't want to leave.
John: Listen, Bob is in terrific hands, and now you are, too. Come on. You come along with me. Let's go. Come on.
Rick: I'm so sorry to drag you into this.
Susan: It's not your fault, and I don't get dragged anywhere. In case you didn't notice, I was the one making all the noise.
Rick: Oh, I noticed. I just can't believe that -- well, your mother, she's just awesome.
Emily: Yes, she is.
Rick: This can't continue. I've got to clear my name.
Susan: How?
Rick: Arlene Krebs. She left a message on my voice mail. She said it was important. I'm sure it had to do with that empty bottle of potassium chloride. Her sister said that she logged everything into a personal journal. A missing journal.
Susan: Well, do you think she wrote the name of the killer in there?
Rick: Well, I plan to find out. Tonight.
Alison: Chris? Got a minute?
Chris: Actually, I'm kind of busy here.
Alison: Good. Because I could really use your advice. It's about my mother and her doctor boyfriend/murderer.
Chris: Rick Decker, you mean?
Alison: There's a serial killer at Memorial. And there was a serial killer at his last job in San Francisco. How many more coincidences do we need?
Chris: Alison, have you ever heard of "innocent until proven guilty"?
Alison: Innocent until I go home and he makes me lemonade laced with cyanide.
Chris: What do you want to do?
Alison: I guess my best bet would just -- be to go to Emily's and stay there, if she'll let me.
Chris: Of course she'll let you.
Alison: You don't think I'm crazy for being scared. Do you?
Chris: No, I think you're just being human.
Alison: Well, you know, when we humans get scared, we usually could use a hug.
Chris: Is that better?
Alison: Much.
Chris: Decker won't hurt you.
Alison: You promise?
Chris: I promise. You know, Dr. Dixon could walk in here any minute.
Alison: Ooh. I'm scared.
[Chris laughs] and when I'm scared, you know what's even better than a hug?
Chris: Alison, look. Could you just get out of here before they have me mopping floors, please?
Alison: Well, I'll let you know what happens. Thanks, Chris.
Rick: Just the girl I've been looking for.
Alison: Why?
Rick: Was Nurse Krebs your supervisor? Did I hear you say you remembered something about a journal she kept?
Alison: Yeah, I guess.
Rick: Did she keep it in a special place?
Alison: Uh, not that I remembered. Bye.
Dusty: Why does the FBI have to question me when this case is almost solved?
Brackett: Is that true?
Dusty: Yeah. Holden Snyder's got a lead on where these women might be.
Brackett: What kind of lead?
Holden: Nothing specific. Just a hunch.
Dusty: But he's onto something. And I'm gonna help him.
Brackett: Not this time.
Dusty: We don't have another time.
Holden: Look, I'll call you if I come up with anything, all right?
Margo: Thanks, Holden.
Holden: Thanks.
Dusty: Do you know what you're doing?
Brackett: What I'm sworn to do. Stand up.
Margo: You know what, Brackett? I got a gut feeling that Donovan is not behind these abductions.
Brackett: Really? Well, we don't subscribe to that kind of blind faith at the bureau.
Dusty: Why are we gonna fly all the way to DC when you should be here, questioning Steinbeck?
Brackett: Let's go. Come on.
Dusty: Can you do something about this?
Margo: You know what, Donovan? I tried. It's out of my hands.
Dusty: This feels very wrong!
Brackett: Does it?
Dusty: Very wrong!
Lily: Holden? Holden? Rose? Rose? Oh, Rose. Oh, please be safe!
[Loud rumbling]
[Lily screams] Rose! Rose! Rose, can you hear me? Please answer me! Please, Rose! Talk to me! Rose!
FBI agent: I'm looking for Detective Hughes?
Margo: You got her. What's up?
FBI agent: Yeah, I was out in the field. I got a message from my supervisor saying you may have a question about my credentials?
Margo: Do I? What's your name?
FBI agent: Brackett, Agent Del Brackett, FBI. Is there some sort of problem?
Margo: Yeah, there is some sort of problem! Okay, guys, let's kick it.
Lily: Rose? Rose, please say something! Say something!
Rose: I -- can't you give a girl a second just to catch her breath?
Lily: What happened?
Rose: Nothing. Nothing. I lost my footing. When I yelled, some of the rocks shifted. And I fell. But that's why I said, "be quiet," on my way back down. I'm okay.
Lily: You could've broken your neck.
Rose: I'm fine.
Lily: No more climbing, please, until it's light out.
Rose: Right. Cross my heart.
Lily: Oh, I wish I could help you.
Rose: You're always the one helping me. Let me take care of you for once.
Lily: But when the blasting starts again --
Rose: Nobody's blasting now, so I'm ordering you to close your eyes. Now! Good. You get some rest. As soon as we see sunlight, I'm climbing out of here. And you're gonna be free. Just a little while longer.
Susan: There's something you should know about Rick Decker.
Walker: What would that be?
Susan: He's innocent. He's as innocent as you or I. He's dedicated his whole career to prolonging life, not cutting it short.
[Cell phone ringing] excuse me. Hello?
Rick: Susan, I found the journal.
Susan: Where?
Rick: In Bob's office. Hurry.
Susan: I'm on my way. Rick found Nurse Krebs' journal.
Walker: Lead the way.
Alison: Emily! Wait up. I was afraid that you left.
Emily: No, no, I stopped in to see Dr. Bob. It just breaks my heart to see him like that, you know?
Alison: I know. You never expect to see a doctor in a coma. I mean, they put on those white coats, and you just start forgetting that they're human just like the rest of us. So human, sometimes, that they're scary.
Emily: What are you talking about?
Alison: Rick Decker. I can't live in the same house with him anymore, Em. I need you to think of a really good excuse for why I'm going to move in with you and Hal.
Susan: Rick? Do you see a journal?
Walker: Nothing.
[Susan gasps]
Susan: Rick! Oh, no. Walker! I need your help! Rick! Rick, can you hear me?
Walker: No pulse.
Susan: Rick. Here.
Walker: Pupils three millimeters.
Susan: Rick. I'll breathe.
Walker: No heartbeat.
Susan: Okay, you do compressions. Ready?
Walker: One --
Susan: Rick. Rick. Please, come on.
Walker: Clear!
Susan: He's not responding.
Walker: Recharge.
Rose: Come on, Lily. Say something to me!
Doctor: You want to know who Sage's daddy is before the wedding? Or after?
Carly: I'd like to know now.