General Hospital Transcript Friday 9/28/01
By Amanda
Proofread by Kathy
Ned: So --
Kristina: So?
Ned: Where was Jax headed in such a hurry?
Kristina: Oh, I don't know. He's just like that.
Ned: True. True. Jax has a flair for the dramatic.
Kristina: Hmm.
Ned: I've seen it all before too many times. A mystery woman. Clandestine meetings. A hint of danger. He always makes it sound like you're caught in some Hitchcock movie, but then, of course, it usually turns out to be your garden-variety corporate raid. You're not an accountant, by any chance?
Kristina: No.
Ned: An Arbitrageur?
Kristina: I don't even know what that is.
Ned: Are you involved in any way whatsoever with capital ventures? Leverage buyouts? Margin stock purchases?
Kristina: I can't even -- I can't even balance my own checkbook.
Ned: Really? Well, would you care to prove that?
Kristina: Excuse me?
Ned: Just show me your checkbook. No, if it's a mess, you know, full of post-it notes and, you know, crumpled receipts, missing checks, then I'll know you're telling the truth.
Kristina: As a matter of fact, I will tell you I only have three post-it notes in my checkbook.
Ned: See? Ahem.
Kristina: Wait a second. What are you really after?
Melissa: Who else could've done that drawing in the cave? I mean --
Roy: I don't know.
Melissa: Are you sure you were only a few steps behind him?
Roy: I'm pretty sure we were. But unfortunately with Luke, a few steps could mean the next county.
Melissa: And you searched the cabin? There was nothing?
Roy: There was a cold omelet, which is enough to confirm he'd been there.
Melissa: You don't have any idea where he might've gone?
Roy: To tell you the truth, I think he's probably sick. I mean, nothing else makes sense to me. You know, the -- the clues. I mean, everything he's left has been more irrational than the last one -- the strange messages, the bizarre drawing on the cave wall. I'll bet the boy needs a doctor right now, big time.
Melissa: Come here. You're going to find him. You're going to find him.
Roy: Well, as long as Helena doesn't get to him first. I'm sure she's had her goons working day and night looking for him. Somebody broke into Laura's house last night.
Melissa: What?
Roy: Yeah.
Melissa: Is she okay?
Roy: Yeah, Lucky and I got back just in time, but Laura's really scared. Do you remember that night we were dancing at the club and Felicia showed us that medallion that had the Cassadine crest on it?
Melissa: Yeah.
Roy: I found that same medallion outside Laura's house last night.
Melissa: That's creepy. Do you think whoever went after her is going to go after her again?
Roy: Well, I don't know, but I'm going to -- I'm going to stay with her for a while just in case.
Mac: Ahem. Sorry to interrupt.
Roy: Then don't. We're busy.
Mac: The attitude doesn't work in your favor, Roy.
Roy: And it doesn't work in your favor, either, Mac. Searching Melissa's apartment. Showing up every 20 minutes asking her more questions. Haven't you hounded her enough?
Mac: Actually, I'm here to hound you.
Laura: I can't believe this is true.
Stefan: Look at this.
Laura: They're medical procedures.
Stefan: Details on how to reverse the cryogenic process. The micro and microsurgical procedures required to reverse a previously fatal injury.
Laura: Oh, my God.
Stefan: This is a veritable how-to guide for bringing back the dead. Stavros is alive, Laura. This is Helena's blueprint for raising him from his grave.
Laura: You remember I told you that I was having dreams about Stavros, that he was following me, that he was stalking me? And then Luke dreamed about him, too. He dreamed that he was chasing him. And then Lucky -- Lucky said the monster is back and that he was going to get all of us. My God, it -- it's real. The monster is back.
[Knock on door]
Elizabeth: Hey. What's wrong?
Nikolas: We got a serious problem.
Elizabeth: Helena?
Nikolas: Who else? Listen, Elizabeth, I don't -- I don't know how to say this, okay?
Elizabeth: Simple is best. Obviously it's bad.
Nikolas: I just came from Helena, and she came up with her one final test for me. If I pass it, she has promised to, you know, to tell me everything -- her grand scheme, her plan for Lucky.
Elizabeth: Nikolas -- Nikolas, you have to do it. You have to do it. That's the whole point of all this -- to save Lucky.
Nikolas: Elizabeth, I --
Elizabeth: Come on, Nikolas, we are so close. We cannot give up now. Think about it -- I already lost Lucky, you had to give up Gia, and I stole the Ice Princess for God's sake. Don't make that all for nothing. Pass her stupid test. Do whatever she wants.
Nikolas: Elizabeth, I can't.
Elizabeth: Yes, you can and you have to because it's the only way we can save him.
Nikolas: He would not want me to do it, okay? Not by doing this, all right?
Elizabeth: Well, I do. I do. I know it's a little selfish, but I don't care because Lucky is worth whatever you or I have to do to get him rid of Helena.
Nikolas: You don't get it, Elizabeth. Oh, my God. Helena -- okay, ahem -- she wants me to kill you.
Elizabeth: Well, then I guess you're going to have to do it.
Scott: Listen, Bobbie, come on. You know your brother better than anybody. I mean, where the hell is he?
Bobbie: I don't know, Scott. I'm asking myself that for days. And you know Luke. Luke is difficult to predict under the best of circumstances. He hasn't been acting like Luke. I've checked everywhere. I've tried everyone that I could think of. Nothing has panned out.
Scott: I know, but you're still my best shot. Now, think about it. Think about all the gin joints, the bordellos that he likes to hang out at.
Bobbie: Oh, stop.
Scott: Well, come on, think about any of those joints.
Bobbie: If I knew, don't you think I'd be there?
Scott: You're right. You're a great sister. He doesn't deserve you, but -- however, you know, at the drop of a hat, there you are, out there crawling around, looking for him. He must have a hell of a dry-cleaning bill by now from him.
Bobbie: Scott, I have a question for you.
Scott: Yeah?
Bobbie: Why are you suddenly so interested in helping Luke?
Laura: This just can't be real. It can't be happening.
Stefan: Laura, it's real. You saw him.
Laura: In my house last night. It just felt like it was him.
Stefan: It felt like it because it was him, it was Stavros.
Laura: Oh, my God. All this time I was so sure that it was Helena just playing with my mind, but -- but Stavros is actually back. But how long has he been back? I mean, when did -- when did she revive him? When I saw him outside my window, he -- he looked exactly the same as he did the day that he died, not a day older.
Stefan: Oh, that was explained on the discs. He was cryogenically preserved. He's back and he murdered Chloe.
Stefan: I will find him and I will destroy him.
Stavros: Hey. Pleasant surprise. What's the matter?
Gia: Everything. I just found out that I was in love with a monster.
Stavros: Nikolas?
Gia: I -- I shouldn't be telling you any of this. It's like if I say it, then it becomes real, but it's just -- it can't be real. It's too wrong. It's just unthinkable. I don't get it.
Stavros: Obviously you can't stop thinking about it. It's not a good idea to bottle this up. You can trust me.
Gia: How am I ever supposed to trust anyone again?
Stavros: Did Nikolas hurt you?
Gia: No. Not the way you mean. I overheard him and Helena and it just -- ugh. It has to be a lie. I mean, Nikolas can't have just lost himself to Helena like this. It's just -- it's not him. He can't do it. He doesn't have it in him.
Stavros: Do -- do what?
Gia: Kill Elizabeth Webber.
Stavros: Nikolas?
Gia: See? That's right. It's just impossible.
Stavros: Well, again, you didn't think that he would go back to your -- to the family, the Cassadines.
Gia: You see, that's where everything just went wrong. Nikolas turned into somebody that I don't even know -- someone who uses a friend's death to try to get me into bed? I mean, Nikolas was never like that. He would've never intentionally used somebody. Could I have been more wrong about him or --
Stavros: You weren't exactly being objective. You were in love.
Gia: Yeah, I was in love, but I wasn't brain dead. I knew who Nikolas was.
Stavros: You thought you did, yes.
Gia: Nikolas was not the person he is now. He was always good and caring and kind. I mean, despite his grandmother and his uncle -- who's now in prison for murder -- and, well, his dead father, who is probably the scariest freak in the world, you know, Nikolas, the man I knew, he would've booted his grandmother the minute she made mention of hurting Elizabeth. But it seems like he's actually considering it. I have to stop him. I have to go to the police.
Nikolas: Elizabeth, I was just checking, but as long as you're okay with me killing you, how would you like to go? A car accident? Drowning? Have you lost your mind?
Elizabeth: No, but Lucky has because Helena took it and it's the only way to get it back. Don't look at me like that. I'm not saying really kill me. We'll figure out a way to fake it and make Helena believe it.
Nikolas: You say this like it is just no big deal, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: It's progress, Nikolas. If we can get Helena to believe this, you will have access to everything she has done to Lucky. You can save him.
Nikolas: No, not by risking you.
Elizabeth: We are running out of time.
Nikolas: You're delusional. You know that? You're delusional.
Elizabeth: And you know what? Not only are you going to pass Helena's stupid test, I'll be out of all of this. She can't threaten me to get to you or Lucky anymore.
Nikolas: You know, if we could come up with a way to do it, Elizabeth --
Elizabeth: We have to, Nikolas.
Nikolas: We can't! Helena is not stupid! Anything that would convince her would be putting you at risk, Elizabeth, and I cannot put you in that position. Lucky is right -- you need to just get out of here, all right?
Elizabeth: Oh, really? And what is that going to accomplish? Is it going to save Lucky? Is it going to stop Helena? Is it going to keep any of us safe?
Nikolas: You.
Elizabeth: No. I will be safe when Lucky is free, when he has his life back, when he can make his own decisions. If he loves me, great. If I have to make him fall in love with me all over again, I can do that, too. All I want is a chance. This is his life, Nikolas, and it's worth me risking mine.
Nikolas: Oh, God. Fine. Okay.
Elizabeth: So you'll kill me?
Nikolas: I will do what I have to do.
Ned: I asked to see your checkbook, not read your diary.
Kristina: You're trying to learn my full name, my place of residence, where I bank. You know, you promised Jax that you would let me stay here, no questions asked, and then immediately you turn around and try to get me to divulge secret information through nefarious means.
Ned: Excuse me -- nefarious?
Kristina: Which is not only dishonest, you're using my natural tendency towards good manners to trick me into betraying myself, divulging --
Ned: Betray?
Kristina: Yes, yes, betray -- b-e-t-r-a-y. Why are you standing there acting like I'm speaking a foreign language?
Ned: It's clear you're speaking English in a very loud voice in the middle of my living room, chewing me out for asking a very simple question, which, I think, deserves a very simple answer.
Kristina: Simple setup. Mr. Ashton, you have not only been dishonest, you've been condescending. You've been grudging with your hospitality towards me.
Ned: It's obvious that Jax is up to his neck in something questionable, and now I realize that you're involved with him. And now, for God knows what reason -- probably because I'm such a nice guy --
Kristina: Oh. Humility is obviously not a problem for you.
Ned: I've allowed a total stranger into my house, despite the fact that she's pushy, opinionated, and she just pitched me one of the worst cover stories I've ever heard in my life.
Kristina: Are you asking me to leave?
Ned: I never said that.
Kristina: I would be very happy to. There is not one thing about this place that I like, from -- from the architecture to the floor plan to what loosely passes as good company.
Kristina: No problem. Would you -- would you tell Jax that I'm going to contact him as soon as I find a hotel?
Ned: Oh, would you -- are you planning to walk into town?
Kristina: Well, as far as I know, there are taxicabs in Port Charles.
Ned: Do you have a cell phone to call one?
Kristina: As a matter of fact, I don't.
Ned: Well, then you may want to use my phone. Otherwise, you might be standing out front for days waiting for a cab to hail. Help yourself.
Kristina: Because you have a very narrow, limited worldview. You're -- you're corporate, you're strait-laced, you're -- a suit.
Ned: Weren't you going to call a cab?
Kristina: As soon as possible.
Scott: I'll tell you why I'm so concerned about Luke, because it's selfish on my part.
Bobbie: I don't believe that.
Scott: Well, it's true. As long as Luke is out there in some kind of trouble, whether it's real trouble or not, Laura is always going to be concerned. It doesn't matter how many pieces of paper she signs, she's never going to be done with him until he is back here running around, getting drunk, chasing young girls around, so she can see exactly what kind of guy he really is. So that's why I'm going to find him, and I'm going to get him out of whatever trouble he is so that I can get Laura back and keep her this time.
Stefan: I have to get out of here. I have to stop him.
Laura: It's okay. Come on, we'll come up with a plan.
Stefan: What plan? What plan, Laura? Strategy doesn't work with Stavros. You know that. He's too vicious, he's too erratic. We can't maneuver him. You know that as well as I do.
Laura: Shh. Quiet. I know how much you hate him, and so do I, all right? But we have to stay calm; we have to stay levelheaded right now.
Stefan: He's framed me for murder. He's got me locked in a cage while he threatens everyone I love.
Laura: Don't buy into his games, all right? He wants you filled with rage right now. He wants you afraid so that we can't protect ourselves.
Stefan: All right. But I must get out of here. You understand that?
Laura: What about bail?
Stefan: It's been denied. With the D.N.A. evidence the police have, they're convinced I'm Chloe's killer. I'm wealthy, I'm a foreign national. They assume I'm a flight risk. But I will be damned if I sit --
Laura: Shh.
Stefan: In this cell while he gets away with murder. Laura, listen to me. You have to help me. You have to find a way to break me out of here.
Gia: You don't understand. Look, my brother is a cop. I'll tell Marcus everything off the record. I have to.
Stavros: I --
Gia: Look, no. I -- I can't stand Elizabeth, but I really don't want to see her dead.
Stavros: I really think that you should not do anything, not yet.
Gia: What, are you kidding? I'm just supposed to forget that Nikolas might kill Elizabeth?
Stavros: No! Let me finish, okay? Before you do anything, if you say something -- and this is real -- then you're going to be putting yourself in danger, okay? Before you do anything, just let me find out what's going on.
Gia: Well, how? What, are you planning to knock on Nikolas' door and ask him if he's serious about committing murder?
Stavros: Hopefully I'll be a little bit more subtle than that. What I'll do is I'll call in some favors. How is immaterial, all right? What's important is that you promise me that you're not going to do anything until we talk.
Gia: Thank you, Lucien. I -- I don't know how long I can sit on this, but I'll try.
Stavros: Okay. It'll be all right. Just remember, not a word until we speak again. All right? All right.
Roy: You know, Mac, this is getting old real fast. I'm not going to cooperate with you anymore on this. You have any questions for me or Melissa, you can contact my attorney.
Alan: So I understand our police commissioner is here again.
Mac: I'll keep this brief. We found a photograph of Carly's son, Michael, under Sorel's bed. We pulled four distinctive sets of prints from the photograph. One set belonged to Carly Corinthos, the other belonged to one of Sorel's men. Two sets went unidentified until this morning. The third set belongs to you, Roy. How come your prints were on the photograph?
Roy: I'm not going to talk to you about that. You ready to leave?
Mac: Oh, come on, Roy. Look, you've got a history with Sorel, you've got some story here with --
Melissa: Okay, just stop, please. Roy's fingerprints were on the picture because I showed it to him. The other prints were mine.
Mac: So are you telling me you handed the photograph to Roy, and Roy dropped it?
Melissa: No, I never gave it to Roy. If anybody dropped that picture, it was me.
Mac: So Sorel's hired gun dropped the pictures in the e.r., and you picked them up?
Melissa: There were four pictures altogether -- the one you have of Michael, and then there was one of Carly, one of Zander, and one of Emily.
Alan: Emily?
Monica: Oh, my God. Look, Sorel was going to make another attempt --
Alan: Monica, it's over now. It's over. Leave it alone.
Melissa: Roy was there when I found the pictures.
Mac: Why?
Roy: I was dropping her off after a date, not that it's any of your business.
Mac: What was Roy's reaction to the pictures?
Melissa: He told me that he was going to go warn Carly. I assumed he was going to call her, but he didn't have a chance because she showed up in the E.R., and I showed her the pictures myself.
Mac: So if you had the pictures in the emergency room, how did it end up under Sorel's bed in the I.C.U.?
Melissa: I must've dropped it when I went in to see Sorel.
Mac: Well, what were you doing in Sorel's room? I thought the I.C.U. was off-limits to you.
Kristina: The dispatcher said 10 minutes. I don't know –
Ned: Well, maybe the driver got stuck in traffic.
Kristina: I think that I should probably go wait outside. I think it would be more comfortable for the two of us.
Ned: Look, let me help you with that suitcase.
Kristina: No, I'm fine. The -- I'm fine.
Ned: You can barely lift it.
Kristina: I -- it's fine.
Ned: You don't even know where you're headed.
Kristina: I'm sure a cab driver will know where a hotel is.
Ned: All right. Well, the Port Charles Hotel, its a little pricey, but it has great views of the harbor and nice, big rooms.
Kristina: Okay, Port Charles Hotel. Thank you.
Ned: And if that's a little pricey, then you can always just -- the Riverside -- Riverside Hotel.
Kristina: Riverside -- decent but a little cheaper. Thank you very much for the tip.
Ned: Or you could stay here.
Kristina: Is that your way of saying, "I'm sorry"?
[Car horn]
Laura: How can I break you out of jail? I -- I don't know who to bribe. I don't know how I'm going to get past the guards.
Stefan: I have to get out, Laura. Look, forget I asked. I'm sorry.
Laura: No. No. Okay, look, there are a couple of people I can ask. I think maybe one of them will do it.
Stefan: Good. But remember, don't tell anyone about Stavros, not a word. Do you understand?
Laura: I do.
Stefan: Helena has spies. She will kill to protect him.
Laura: I won't tell anyone.
Stefan: Oh, God. It's so -- it's so strange to imagine a world where he exists. Nikolas.
Laura: What about him?
Stefan: Well, don't you see? This is why Helena has been so obsessed with reclaiming him for the family. Do you think he knows Stavros is alive?
Laura: No, no, absolutely not. You think that Stavros is going to want his son back again?
Stefan: Yes. But that's not all he wants, Laura. He wants you. You know that. You have to leave. Now, I'll find a way to stop him, but you have to take your children and run.
Lucky: And then the brave knight went off to fight the monsters. He was all alone and there was no one there to help him. And he didn't come home for a long, long time. The prince was very worried about him. And the prince felt ashamed for not helping the knight. So the prince said to himself, "I need to get rid of the monsters myself."
Lesley Lu: What happened then?
Lucky: We'll save that for next time.
Lesley Lu: Ah.
Lucky: Oh. Okay, I'll tell you what. How about you go upstairs, get a video, and we can watch it together -- one that I haven't seen, though.
Lesley Lu: Okay.
Lucky: Okay.
[Phone rings]
Lucky: Hello?
Luke: Lucky?
Lucky: Dad.
Luke: Yeah.
Lucky: You're alive. You're alive! Dad, I went to the cave with Roy and we saw your message. We went up to the cabin. Tell me where you are, Dad. I'll come get you right now. Tell me where you are.
Luke: It's time to hustle.
Lucky: Hustle?
Luke: Yeah. Tell Roy. Tell him time's running out. He's got to hustle.
Lucky: Yeah, I got it, but I don't think I understand. Dad? Dad?
[Doorbell rings]
Lucky: Who's there?
Scott: Lucky, it's me, Scott.
Lucky: Hey. I need you to stay with Lulu. I got to go do something.
Scott: Wait a second, wait a second -- where are you going?
Lucky: I got to go do something, man. Stay with Lulu, and when my mom gets back, just, you know, stay with the both of them.
Scott: Yeah -- but, hey, come on, what's going on?
[Car horn]
Ned: Your driver's getting impatient.
Kristina: Tell him I'm on my way.
Ned: Or I can tell him that you've changed your mind.
Kristina: Well, I haven't heard an apology yet.
Ned: Why aren't you apologizing to me? It's my house.
Kristina: Which makes it incumbent upon you to make me feel welcome here and not interrogate me --
Ned: I didn't interrogate you.
Kristina: Or try to trick me. Unless -- unless I misjudged you. If you can look into my eyes and honestly say that you only wanted to see my checkbook because you wanted to see if it was balanced, then I'll admit that I misjudged you.
Ned: Okay.
Kristina: Okay what?
Ned: I asked to see your checkbook in order to find out your real name.
Kristina: I knew it. I knew it.
Ned: But there's nothing nefarious about that, okay? I think it's the least I should know about my houseguest.
Kristina: But you admit that you were sneaky and underhanded. Right?
Ned: I was less than candid, yes.
Kristina: So what was that about an apology? Hmm?
Ned: I apologize for my momentary lapse. And for Jax's sake and for yours, I'd like you to stay.
Kristina: Can I trust you to respect my privacy? You're not going to go thumbing through my purse when I'm not looking? Or making me divulge secret information that I'm not allowed to tell you?
Ned: As far as I'm concerned, your purse and your secrets are off-limits. Good enough?
Kristina: I guess I can give you a second chance.
[Car horn]
Kristina: So, who's going to tell the cab driver that he came all the way out here for nothing?
Ned: I'll handle it. You can work on dragging this bag upstairs. Oh -- Kristina? Welcome.
Kristina: Thank you.
Mac: Did you intend to hurt Sorel? Is that why you entered his room, despite orders to the contrary?
Roy: Melissa didn't intend to hurt anybody, man. You are making something out of nothing here.
Mac: By her own admission, she was in possession of the picture until somehow it ended up under a murdered man's bed. Now, did you drop it when you killed him?
Roy: Where the hell do you get off talking to her like that?
Monica: Excuse me. Excuse me?
Mac: I'll talk to her any way I want.
Monica: Excuse me. I can clear this up.
Alan: Monica --
Monica: I saw Melissa in Sorel's room. When she left, he was very much alive.
Mac: What were you doing in the I.C.U., Monica?
Monica: I had gone to check on Zander Smith, and that was hours before the time of death and that must have been when Melissa dropped the photograph.
Melissa: I'm sure that's what it was.
Mac: Boy, that seems awfully convenient.
[Phone rings]
Mac: Don't anyone go anywhere. Yeah.
Lucky: Roy.
Melissa: Lucky.
Lucky: I just heard from my dad.
Roy: What did he say?
Lucky: I didn't understand it exactly, but he told me to tell you to hustle and that there isn't much time left. Does that make any sense to you?
Roy: To tell me to hustle? Yeah, maybe.
Melissa: You should go with Lucky.
Roy: And leave you in the middle of this?
Melissa: No, that's fine. I'll keep quiet. I won't volunteer anything. You heard what Luke said -- there isn't much time.
Roy: Okay, I'll call you, all right?
Mac: Where's Dilucca?
Alan: He had something to do, just like the rest of us. This interview is over.
Mac: No, not quite. We found the maintenance man who was on duty that night. He's on his way over now. He says he saw a nurse standing outside Sorel's room around the time of the murder.
Laura: I'm not running anywhere this time.
Stefan: Laura, don't be foolish. You know what Stavros is capable of.
Laura: No. This all started when he kidnapped me 20 years ago, and I'm going to put an end to it.
Stefan: Who will protect you?
Laura: I will. I'm not going to wait for anyone to protect me this time. I will do it.
Stefan: All right, but you listen to me. You are not to mention Stavros to anyone -- not Roy Dilucca, not Scott Baldwin, not even Lucky. Especially not Lucky. He's still under Helena's influence.
Laura: Okay, I promise I won't.
Stefan: What about Nikolas? Should he be warned?
Laura: I think that he may actually be safer than any of the rest of us.
Stefan: All right. Listen, I will find a way to get out of here and I will stop him. All right? We're in this together, aren't we?
[Knock on door]
Elizabeth: Gia, what are you doing here?
Gia: Is Nikolas around?
Elizabeth: No, but I'll let him know you're looking for him.
Gia: I'm not. I need to talk to you.
Stavros' voice: You'll never have anything I want. And if you do, I'll take it away from you. Remember that.
Stefan: No more, Stavros. No more.
Stefan: Guard? Guard!
Laura: Scotty.
Scott: Hey.
Laura: Hi. I'm glad you're here.
Scott: Listen, Laura, I'm going to do everything I can to find Luke, I swear to you.
Laura: I know. But I'm glad to see you.
Scott: Well, where else would I be but trying to help you?
Laura: Thanks. Where's Lucky?
Scott: He left a little while ago. He was in a bit of a hurry.
Laura: Did he say where he was going?
Scott: Uh-uh.
Alan: If I have to, I will get a court order. You are not going to use this hospital for a police lineup.
Bobbie: Hey.
Monica: Hi, Bobbie.
Bobbie: What's going on?
Monica: Well, our recently reinstated police commissioner is trying to hold an investigation right here in the hospital. To hell with civil rights, huh, Mac?
Alan: Monica, Monica, just stop it. We will talk to our attorney, okay?
Mac: Oh, good. Hi. I'm Comm. Scorpio. I have a question for you. Is this the nurse you saw that night outside Sorel's room in I.C.U.?
Janitor: No.
Alan: There. You satisfied?
Janitor: It was her.
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Mac: Were you in Sorel's room?
Alan: You don't have to answer that question, Bobbie.
Elizabeth: Whatever it is you came to say, spill it or leave.
Nikolas: I need your help.
Roy: We got to concentrate on where he might have gone next.