General Hospital Transcript Thursday 8/23/01
By Stephanie
Proofread by Kathy
>> Previously on "General Hospital" --
Lucky: I'm going to take my hands off the wheel and I'm going to shut the lights out.
Gia: Lucky, are you trying to get yourself killed?
Nikolas: Helena is dangerous.
Elizabeth: I don't intend on getting caught. Nikolas!
Angel: You smashed your own marriage to bits, so don't blame me!
Carly: Angel Sorel Ellis needs to be arrested.
Elizabeth: Nikolas, there's someone here.
Jax: Straightening up? Hmm -- missed a spot.
Nikolas: What the hell are you doing prowling around in the dark?
Jax: Why don't you explain first?
Nikolas: This is my grandmother's suite.
Jax: Yes, which makes it all the more curious why you didn't turn on the lights. Unless you don't want dear grandma to know that you were here. Nice outfit, by the way.
Nikolas: You know, I'll tell you something, Mr. Jacks. If you leave right now, no one will have to know that you were breaking and entering.
Jax: You're here for something. Perhaps we can help each other.
Lucky: Are you sure you're up for this?
Gia: This is Nikolas' car. If you crash it, he'll be mad.
Lucky: Ask me if I care.
Gia: You're mad at Nikolas because he took Elizabeth.
Lucky: I told you I dumped Elizabeth. I told Nikolas he could have her.
Gia: Okay, now I know you're nuts.
Lucky: I'm mad at Nikolas because he's a Cassadine and he thinks he owns the damn world. But he doesn't own me. Nobody owns me. So let's do this, okay?
Gia: Is there any way I can talk you out of this?
Lucky: Hold on. I'm about ready to red line this thing with no lights and no hands.
Gia: And you call that a good time?
Lucky: Can you think of something better?
Gia: Try this.
Sonny: Something happen? Carly was here?
Angel: She just left a few minutes ago. It was no big deal, really. She was upset. I handled it.
Sonny: I'm sure you did.
Angel: You know, I am surprised that you told her you stayed here since you've been so careful about keeping it from her until now.
Sonny: Well, you know, it was time to be honest. Past time.
Angel: Well, Carly has quite a temper. "Angry" doesn't even really describe it.
Sonny: I can imagine what she said.
Angel: She accused me of trying to seduce you. She's completely convinced I wanted you for myself.
Sonny: Well, you know -- this is between me and Carly. She should've never involved you.
Angel: Part of what she said is true.
Carly: She is a danger to me and my family and --
Taggert: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy there, tiger. Slow down.
Carly: Oh, you know, this is so typical. A crime has been committed and I even give you the perpetrator's name, and you still can't be bothered to do anything about it. Since the police are useless, as usual --
Taggert: Ouch.
Carly: I'll hire you.
Mac: Well, I already have a job. See, I've been reappointed police commissioner.
Carly: Good. Now you can actually prove that you can do the job. Take a squad car out there and arrest Angel Sorel Ellis.
Mac: Is there anything to this case, Taggert, or is it another tantrum?
Taggert: I'll -- I'll take care of it, sir.
Mac: Great. Thanks. I'm going to go follow up on the Sorel investigation. I'll be back.
Taggert: Well, well. Mrs. C. So why should I arrest Angel Ellis?
Carly: Her father kidnapped me. She was in on the whole thing.
Taggert: Coffee? Ahem. When did this kidnapping take place?
Carly: Did you miss the part where Sorel held me hostage in my own apartment?
Taggert: No, no, no, you gave us a detailed report, but you did leave out the part about his daughter. Bad Carly.
Carly: It was a setup. They were in it together. Sorel knifed Sonny in the back, got me out of the picture, while Angel played Florence Nightingale in the woods.
Taggert: Whoa, whoa -- Sonny was knifed? When?
Carly: At the cemetery, arranged by Sorel. And that is where Angel snatched him. She dragged him out into the woods to her home to seduce him.
Taggert: Oh, my God.
Carly: She's a nut case, Taggert. A stalker. She kept him at her house the whole time while Sorel was out on the loose.
Taggert: Why would she do that?
Carly: I just told you -- she is out to get my husband.
Angel: I'm not out to steal you away from your wife. I know you better than that. Nobody takes you unless you want to be taken.
Sonny: Yeah, that's true.
Angel: It's no secret I have feelings for you and feelings about Carly and what she did to you.
Sonny: You've made that clear.
Angel: You are one the smartest, most intuitive people I have ever met, Sonny. You sized me up the moment you saw me. It's like you were looking right through me. You knew I was attracted to you.
Sonny: Angel, we've been over this I don't know how many times, so I don't know what to say to you, to be honest.
Angel: Look, whatever else she may be, Carly is not stupid. She realized it, too. She loves you. She doesn't want to let you go. I don't blame her. The question is, are you willing to let Carly go?
Mac: I'll need a list of everyone that was on duty the night Sorel died -- who was on the floor, who was on call, and who had access to the I.C.U.
Alan: Why are you wasting the taxpayers' money? The man was a convicted murderer. He was going to die anyway.
Mac: That doesn't justify another murder. Now, do I get the list?
Alan: And why are you focusing in on the hospital staff? I mean, it's possible somebody from the outside killed him.
Mac: It's too soon to rule anyone out. The person who killed Sorel knew how to work an E.K.G. simulator and a respirator, which points to someone with medical experience.
Roy: Dr. Quartermaine, could I see you for a minute? It's important. I'm sorry. This will just take a second.
Mac: Make it quick.
Roy: What the hell's going on with him?
Alan: Our once and future police commissioner is bound and determined to find Sorel's killers. He thinks it's somebody here in the hospital because they had to know how to work the hospital equipment.
Roy: But he knows it's too soon to narrow the investigation, right?
Alan: There shouldn't even be an investigation. Everybody would be better off if the police just dropped it.
[Pager beeps]
Alan: I got to take this. Excuse me.
Roy: Yeah.
Roy: Hey there. Sorry.
Melissa: It's all right. What are you doing here?
Roy: I'm looking for you. We -- we have a date, remember?
Melissa: We do?
Roy: Yeah, we're going to Montana. What?
Melissa: You can't be serious about that.
Roy: No -- wait, wait -- it's going to be great. I don't know about the tent, but horseback rides, lots of chocolate. I called ahead. They've agreed to lock up all the bears. It'll be great.
Melissa: You want to go to Montana now?
Roy: Well, you know, if it seems a little far, maybe we could just mosey on over to Chicago, catch a couple of Cubs games. That'd be fun.
Melissa: That would be fun. I'd love it. But what's really going on here?
Roy: You need some time off. So do I. It's been a rough couple of days.
Mac: Nurse Bedford?
Melissa: Yes.
Mac: Police Comm. Scorpio. I'd like to ask you a few questions about the night Joseph Sorel was murdered.
Elizabeth: What could you possibly want in Helena's hotel room?
Nikolas: Why even ask, Elizabeth? You don't actually think that Mr. Jacks here would be honest? There's no legitimate reason that he would be.
Jax: Well, perhaps not legitimate but certainly compelling. Helena has something nasty planned for Alexis. I want to stop it. And you're close to your grandma. Do you have any idea what she's up to?
Nikolas: You can't really imagine that I would tell you even if I did, huh?
Jax: You need to work on your negotiating skills, find a way to reach a mutually beneficial arrangement. I will go first. You two are after the Ice Princess.
Elizabeth: Oh, you can't tell anyone --
Nikolas: Elizabeth, not --
Jax: You mentioned it fumbling around in the dark. Must be important to you to risk breaking in here.
Elizabeth: Mr. Jacks, please, if you know where the Ice Princess is, you have to tell us. It's a matter of life and death.
Lucky: That was a dirty trick.
Gia: Thank you.
Lucky: Give me the keys, Gia, now.
Gia: No, not a chance.
Lucky: If you're afraid, you can stay here.
Gia: Of course I'm afraid, Lucky. You're acting like a lunatic, taking stupid chances because of what happened between you and Elizabeth.
Lucky: The way I handle Elizabeth is my business, not yours.
Gia: I'm concerned, okay?
Lucky: Well, I don't need you trying to control me. Can you understand that?
Gia: Yeah.
Lucky: I don't listen to anybody else's thoughts. I don't do what anybody else tells me to do anymore.
Gia: Did Helena tell you to do something else?
Lucky: No, I don't listen to you or anybody else about anything. Give me that!
Gia: No, I don't think so.
Lucky: Gia, wait!
Jax: The Ice Princess is a matter of life and death? Isn't that a little melodramatic?
Elizabeth: I can't explain it right now, but it's incredibly important. I would be forever grateful. And so would Nikolas.
Jax: He doesn't look like it.
Elizabeth: Mr. Jacks, please, if you know where it is, you have to tell us.
Jax: Well, you're certainly persuasive.
Nikolas: Elizabeth, enough, okay? Not another word.
Jax: You know, Alexis can't decide if you're conning Helena or if you've truly decided to sell out.
Nikolas: Alexis knows the truth. She just can't admit it. I am the Cassadine heir, and I simply want what's mine.
Jax: Well, it's too bad you're not faking. I'd be more inclined to help you.
Lucky: You're a lying sneak, Gia. A good one, I might add.
Gia: You have a broken heart, Lucky. You don't need a broken head to match. You should be thanking me.
Lucky: For what, tricking me? Making me chase you a half a mile?
Gia: For keeping you out of the hospital, where you'd probably be facing years of plastic surgery by now.
Lucky: Maybe. But if I was to get into a crash, it would only be me hurting myself.
Gia: What does that mean? You're worried about hurting someone?
Lucky: Just give me the keys.
Gia: No.
Lucky: Since when did you become the safety police?
Gia: About the same time you completely lost your mind.
Lucky: All right. All right. No more drag racing.
Gia: Promise?
Lucky: Yeah, I promise. Now, give me the keys. Come on, Gia. Give me the keys. All right.
Gia: Uh-uh. Don't even think about it, Spencer.
[Water splashes]
Melissa: What is it you'd like to know?
Mac: Well, to begin with, why did you leave the O.R. during Sorel's surgery? Ms. Bedford?
Roy: You know, Mac, it's late and we were just on our way out, so we should do this another time.
Mac: I only have a few questions, nothing formal.
Roy: Well, formal or informal, it's been my experience that I pay to start volunteering information to the police in the middle of a homicide investigation.
Mac: These are just preliminary questions, background stuff.
Roy: Well, you can call it whatever you want, but since we're on our way out, we're going to have to do it another time.
Mac: Why is this a problem if you have nothing to hide?
Melissa: I don't, but --
Roy: She doesn't. That's not the point. If you want to question her, you need to take her downtown and make it formal, with due process, with all the protections she's entitled to.
Mac: Is there a reason Ms. Bedford would need a lawyer?
Roy: You know, Mac, you were a lot better company when you weren't a cop. You want to question Melissa, you'll do it by the book.
Mac: Dr. Quartermaine. I understand there was an investigation into Nurse Bedford's conduct during Sorel's surgery. What was the conclusion of that report? What really happened?
Carly: Listen up, Lieutenant. I am officially out of patience. Are you going to do your job or not?
Taggert: Mrs. C., come on. None of this makes any sense. Joseph Sorel hates Sonny. There is no way in hell he's going to play matchmaker with his daughter and his worst enemy.
Carly: After Sorel stabbed Sonny, Angel probably said she would take him home, pump him for information, and then kill him.
Taggert: That is a stretch even for you, Mrs. C. Why would Sonny hide out at Joseph Sorel's daughter's? Come on. Oh, and you know what -- okay, how about this -- what about when he recuperated?
Carly: Sonny didn't know who she was at first. And as soon as he found out that she was Sorel's daughter, he was out of there like a shot. Come on, Taggert, how much more do you need? She set up the whole thing. She wanted Sonny for herself, she wanted me trapped in the penthouse, and she wanted her father to kill me. I nearly was killed.
Taggert: Sorel, not Angel.
Carly: She was involved. He was constantly talking to somebody on the phone while he was holding me. He was asking, "How’s Sonny?" "What's going on?" Who else do you think it would be?
Taggert: I could think of 50.
Carly: Oh, 50 people closer to him than his one daughter? Sorel raised Angel in that life. It is all she knows. She's capable of anything. So, you going to follow through on this or not?
Taggert: Hmm.
Sonny: It's not in me to forgive betrayal.
Angel: It's difficult to let go of someone you love. Okay, you don't just turn love off. It's not that simple. Your head can be telling you to let go, but your heart is hanging on.
Sonny: You know what? Why are we even talking about this? I -- I'll handle Carly. I'll keep her away from you.
Angel: I'm not the one ducking Carly. You are. I'm just trying to figure out why.
Sonny: I got -- I got to go. I've got things to do.
Angel: Okay. You won't answer the question, so I'll answer it for you. I think you still love your wife.
Helena: Well. A costume party in my very own suite? It's a pity no one thought to invite me.
Nikolas: Grandmother, it's not what it looks like.
Helena: No? And what do you think it looks like?
Jax: My time is limited, so if you'll grant us some and Ms. Webber will excuse us, we have business to discuss -- alone.
Helena: As soon as you explain why Elizabeth is dressed like the hired help. And do make it good.
Jax: You have bigger concerns than to worry --
Elizabeth: I'll tell you why.
Gia: I guess there's no way to dive in and find the keys.
Lucky: No, not at night. Don't suppose you know how to hot-wire a car.
Gia: Possibly. I've no intention of showing you. If you're waiting for an apology, forget it. You were acting like you had some sort of death wish. I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Lucky: I just wanted to have some fun, Gia, to not think, not analyze or examine. Just do.
Gia: When you say "think," you mean about Elizabeth?
Lucky: How many times do I have to say this? Elizabeth and I are history. I don't feel anything for her anymore.
Gia: That's impossible, Lucky. You guys were engaged.
Lucky: Yeah, well, we broke it off. It's over.
Gia: Okay, so, help me understand. How did you stop loving Elizabeth overnight?
Lucky: I can't explain it. I don't have to. Just the way it is.
Gia: But you remember being with her, right, and planning your wedding?
Lucky: I remember the facts, Gia. I don't remember the feelings. It's like thinking of a stranger being with Elizabeth, like this whole thing happened to someone else. Look -- even if I wanted to feel something for Elizabeth, it's like I try to think of her voice or her face, and I don't feel anything.
Mac: What happened in the O.R. during Sorel's surgery? Why did Nurse Bedford run out?
Roy: He doesn't have to tell you that, Mac.
Mac: Was there a formal complaint filed? Because if there was, I'd like to see it.
Roy: You can't see it without a subpoena.
Alan: He's right. The report is sealed. Employee hospital records are confidential. You cannot see them without a court order.
Mac: You can give me your onion.
Alan: As I remember, Nurse Bedford had a headache. I don't really remember exactly.
Mac: Look, I still need a list of everyone that was on duty that night. Or do I need a court order for that, too?
Alan: I'll get it for you as soon as I can.
Mac: Thank you. As soon as possible.
Alan: Anything else you need?
Mac: There's still a few things that need to be cleared up, but they can wait. Dr. Quartermaine, you were on duty the night Sorel died, right?
Alan: Yeah, but I'm sure you already knew that. Lots of people saw me.
Mac: Thank you for your time.
Melissa: Why did you cover for me?
Alan: You're a good person and a good nurse. Sorel was an animal. He hurt so many people while he was alive. I'm not going to stand by and let him hurt people from the grave.
Melissa: Thank you.
Roy: You know, this might be a good time to ask your boss about that vacation we talked about.
Melissa: Yeah, you're right. I could use a break, and I was wondering if you could spare a couple days --
Roy: No.
Taggert: I'm -- I'm sorry, Mrs. Corinthos. You just don't have a case. I mean, you got no solid evidence.
Carly: Let's see if your supervisor feels the same way.
Taggert: Please, please, take it to the commissioner. But there's just one thing. Mac Scorpio is not in Sonny's back pocket. I don't know, Mrs. Corinthos. Are you sure this isn't just an itty-bitty domestic dispute between you and your husband?
Carly: Of course it's not.
Taggert: You could be making a lot of trouble for yourself just because you're jealous of him and Angel Ellis.
Carly: You know what? The woman committed a crime, damn it! Let's see if the D.A. here feels the same way about keeping you as I do.
Taggert: Oh, let's see. Hey, D.A.
Dara: What's going on?
Taggert: Would you excuse us for a moment, please? Thank you.
Taggert: Carly has filed a criminal complaint against Joseph Sorel's daughter -- kidnapping, conspiracy, possible accessory to assault and attempted murder. She says Angel Ellis has been working for her father.
Dara: Is there anything to it?
Taggert: If there is, I haven't seen it.
Dara: But you're not ready to dismiss?
Taggert: I'm a little curious about Angel. She took the news of her murdered father surprisingly well. Didn't ask who did it, any details.
Dara: Pretty cold for a daughter.
Taggert: Mm-hmm. I think I'll question her, especially now that Mrs. Corinthos gave me a good excuse.
Dara: Okay, you go ahead. I'll see if I can get anything usable out of Carly.
Taggert: Um -- because of your allegations, we're going to go pay Miss Ellis a visit.
Carly: Good. Bring your handcuffs. You're going to need them.
Angel: I wish that you would say something.
Sonny: Well, you know, I'm not -- I'm not going to deny that I still love Carly. But it doesn't mean I can be with her. I'm not going to spend the rest of my life, you know, waiting for the next betrayal or questioning her every move.
Angel: How do you ever trust again?
Sonny: I don't. I don't trust anybody.
Angel: I get that -- all of it. When my father betrayed me, I still loved him. I was afraid that I was going to give in, so I ran -- first, to Greece, that island I told you about, and then Spain, France. I thought that if I lived fast enough and hard enough that I could forget what happened, I could forget that I ever loved him.
Sonny: Did you?
Angel: I didn't forget it, but I knew that I was strong enough to stand up to it. I knew he could never get to me anymore. My love for him didn't really die until he hurt you.
Gia: Something is really wrong.
Lucky: Forget it.
Gia: What, like you did? I'm sorry, but you can't have just stopped loving Elizabeth. You don't turn love on and off like that.
Lucky: Nikolas did.
Gia: Nikolas never loved me. It was just a game to him. But you and Elizabeth -- you're the real thing. Your feelings didn't just disappear. They were taken from you, and it sounds like Helena had something to do with it.
Lucky: Will you just stop worrying about me, damn it!
Gia: Lucky, you need help. And if you won't go to Elizabeth and your mom's gone and your dad's all weird, then --
Lucky: Don't talk about my father either, all right?
Gia: Lucky, in this case, it seems like I'm all you've got.
Lucky: What's that supposed to mean?
Gia: You're in trouble, and I won't let you hurt yourself.
Lucky: You know, I am so tired of people worrying about me. I've had it. I'm out of here.
Gia: Not a chance. Lucky, we are in this together. Let me help you.
Helena: Is there a reason why you're in my suite wearing a chambermaid's outfit?
Elizabeth: For Lucky. There's nothing here.
Nikolas: I told you that, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: I had to find out for myself.
Jax: Look, we have business to discuss, so if you've finished grilling this misguided young woman --
Helena: What did you expect to find here?
Elizabeth: I don't know. But the last time I saw Lucky, he told me he didn't love me anymore. I know in my heart that's not possible, and I know you did something to him.
Helena: You're right. She is misguided.
Elizabeth: Somehow you blocked out his feelings. I thought I could find a way to bring them back. Lucky still loves me. That's why I'm here. Then Nikolas just showed up and found me.
Nikolas: Now?
Elizabeth: No, because Lucky is still lost and confused.
Nikolas: Lucky is a Spencer. What else do you expect?
Elizabeth: Don't trash him, Nikolas. I know you want me to forget all about him, but I can't do it just like that.
Nikolas: Well, he forgot about you, Elizabeth. Face it -- Lucky is a loser. You belong with me, all right? Now, Grandmother, if you will excuse us, we would like to discuss this in private. Come on.
Helena: Well. Alone at last. Is that a fashion choice, or were you caught in the act of something dangerous?
Jax: I asked you what you had planned for Alexis last time, and you were less than forthcoming. So I thought I would do a little investigating. I'd hate to have my ex-wife turn up brainwashed, like the unfortunate Lucky Spencer.
Helena: Oh, really, Jax. You're letting your imagination run away with you. Will you join me in a glass of port?
Jax: Until I am satisfied that Alexis is safe, I will continue to acquire your assets. I'll dismantle you, Helena, piece by piece. This could turn out to be a very expensive vendetta.
Helena: Economic blackmail? You know, I'd always expected something more forceful from you.
Jax: Oh, I care about winning -- by any means necessary. But since money is the route to all evil, I imagine it's especially precious to you.
Helena: So, what do we drink to?
Jax: Well, how about Belgium? I acquired your interest in that territory after dinner. Or should we drink to settling this, here and now?
Helena: Well, why end things so quickly? There's great pleasure in anticipation.
Jax: Wow. You haven't changed, Mrs. Cassadine. And those who can't adapt generally can't survive. I'll see myself out.
Angel: It didn't take long for me to see what kind of man you are -- the kind I wanted my father to be. When he hurt you, that love turned to hate and I was free of him. I thank you for that anyway.
Sonny: You're welcome, I think.
Angel: I found peace here. I think you did, too, if only for a little while.
Sonny: Well, see, there's no peace in the life I live.
Angel: I've it, too, Sonny. I know what it's like to live with the guards and secrets, subjects that are never said and are never mentioned again. But sometimes even the man in charge needs a break. You needed to be taken care of for a little while, and I happened to be available. We shared some time here without stepping over any lines. You helped me up out of the mud. You showed me your technique for chopping celery. Nobody else would believe that's all there was, especially Carly.
Sonny: Okay, but you do understand that Carly --
Angel: Okay, you don't have to say it. I understand what your marriage vows mean to you. I also know that it's possible to be attracted to somebody and not act on it. If you ever find that you need another break, you're always welcome here. I'd like to help you find peace. That and more.
Melissa: Okay, so Dr. Quartermaine just covered for me, not that Mac bought it. I mean, why didn't I just admit what happened?
Roy: No, no, you did the right thing. When there's an unsolved, high-profile murder case, the police tend to do whatever it takes to nail a suspect. You know, sometimes they do things that they shouldn't do. It's about money. All right, you got to seem to be effective so you can keep raising funds easily. They play dirty sometimes. They twist your words around, get you to say things you didn't mean to say. Mac was going to probably try to get you to admit, you know --
Melissa: Admit what?
Roy: That -- how you -- that you didn't like Sorel or something. I'm just -- I'm just ranting here, but you did the right thing.
Melissa: Is that why you're trying to get me out of town? Are you trying to protect me here? Is that --
Roy: No. I just think it wouldn't hurt to spend some time away right now.
Melissa: So I don't incriminate myself? Is that what you think? What is going on?
Roy: No, no, I -- I just -- it's like Alan said. Sorel put you and a lot of people through hell when he was alive. I just don't think he should be able to keep doing it now that he's dead.
Melissa: Do you think I killed Sorel?
Elizabeth: I really hope Helena bought that story because if she thinks you're helping me --
Nikolas: You were very convincing. So was I, if I do say so myself. The best part is Helena accepts me more every day.
Elizabeth: So, what about the Ice Princess? Do you really think Jax has any idea as to where it is?
Nikolas: Well, to be honest, there's nothing we can do about that right now. I actually want to go check the Cassadine business records. There may be some reference to the Ice Princess, or maybe I can find out what Helena's plan is for Alexis.
Elizabeth: Alexis, Lucky -- when is that woman ever going to quit?
Nikolas: They're both going to be fine, and we're going to make sure of that, right?
Elizabeth: Right.
Nikolas: All right. I will call you if I find anything, okay?
Elizabeth: Okay.
Nikolas: All right.
Elizabeth: Oh, God. Lucky, where are you?
Jax: Well, twice in one evening. I must say this certainly looks better on you than the maid's outfit.
Elizabeth: Thank you. And thank you for trying to cover for me up in Helena's room.
Jax: Well, we have a common enemy. Why shouldn't we help each other?
Elizabeth: So may I ask you, have you ever seen the Ice Princess?
Jax: No.
Elizabeth: Oh.
Jax: But you might find that urn of Helena's interesting.
Elizabeth: It's in there?
Jax: Don't try any more surprise visits to Helena's room. The woman wouldn't think twice about hurting you. You're better off searching for Lucky.
Elizabeth: You're right. And that's what I'll do because I need to find him. Thank you.
Jax: You're welcome.
Jax: It's Jax. I need to see you -- P.C. Grill, right now.
Gia: Something is really wrong. Why else would you be acting so crazy?
Lucky: All I know is coming to your room is the best idea we've had all night. Well, so far, anyway.
Gia: And driving 180 miles an hour with the headlights off -- that was the worst idea, I'll tell you that. What were you thinking?
Lucky: I wasn't.
Gia: Yeah, no kidding.
Lucky: I was feeling -- and feeling pretty good, I might add. That's what it's all about, right, the big rush, living life on the edge?
Gia: Risking your neck drag racing?
Lucky: You've never even tried it. How would you know if you liked it or not?
Gia: I've never been bitten by a shark, either, but I'm pretty sure of how I'd react.
Lucky: You need to relax, Gia. What's playing it safe gotten you anyhow?
Gia: All of my body parts intact.
Lucky: Uh. Well, thank you for stopping me from drag racing, then, because I wouldn't want to do anything to ruin your million-dollar body parts and those million-dollar lips you used so effectively to swipe my keys -- this is why you brought me up here, right? Come on, Elizabeth.
Gia: "Elizabeth"?
Lucky: Gia. Sorry. I don't know why I said that.
Gia: Maybe you want her?
Roy: You had reason to want Sorel dead. So did a lot of people. I just don't think we should be punished for that.
Melissa: Whoever did it did do the world a favor.
Roy: Yeah, yeah, but the police don't see it that way. That's why you have to keep your mouth shut around them. I want you to be able to put this whole ugly part of your life behind you. I want to give you something better to remember. We need to start building a future here, and I think we can. I think we can. I know we can.
Melissa: Oh, Roy. Oh, God. I hope that's possible.
Dara: Good news?
Mac: Possibly. Turns out Melissa Bedford had a brother named Leo. Apparently he was murdered. Guess who was behind it.
Dara: Sorel.
Mac: You got it on the first try. Melissa Bedford has a clear motive.
Dara: Excuse me. You need to sign this. It's a written copy of your statement.
Carly: You have a pen?
Dara: I suggest you read it first.
Carly: Is that what I said?
Dara: Yes.
Carly: Well, then it's the truth.
Sonny: First of all, I can't see into the future.
Angel: I don't expect you to look into a crystal ball and make predictions, Sonny. We'll have to find the answers as they come, like everyone else.
Sonny: Okay, one thing I do know –
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Alexis: What is it that you're working so hard not to tell me?
Lucky: Come on, Elizabeth.
Gia: "Elizabeth"?
Lucky: Gia.
Elizabeth: So what about Lucky?
Gia: He is spinning out of control, Elizabeth.
Mac: You better be telling the truth.
Sonny: Be careful what you say next, Lieutenant.