General Hospital Transcript Tuesday 10/23/01
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Jax: No, no, I --
Ned: Don't tell me -- it's not what it looks like.
Laura: Your father is alive.
Mac: Sorel's respirator had a monitor which recorded when it was functioning and when it was turned off. When we figure out who turned off the respirator, we'll know who's guilty.
Ned: Jax, you've obviously been out of circulation a little too long.
Jax: Ah, Kristina, you're sporting a new look.
Skye: Excuse me -- could you pay attention here?
Kristina: I'll explain everything later, Jax. I think that we should go right now.
Ned: No. This is my house. I am not going to stand outside while Jax has a romantic interlude with my cousin the barracuda.
Skye: Ugh --
Jax: What?
Skye: You think that I'm making some sort of play for this guy? His button got tangled in my sweater.
Ned: Oh.
Kristina: That sounds pretty kinky.
Ned: Hey, pal, you need to know what you're getting into.
Skye: Oh, fine, Ned! We're having wild, meaningless sex. Now, you can either leave or watch.
Lucky: Scott.
Scott: Hiya, Lucky. Is your mother home?
Lucky: Uh, she's not here.
Scott: Where is she? Lucky, listen, your whole family's in trouble. Your mother's concerned. I'm just trying to help.
Lucky: I don't know where she is.
Scott: Okay.
Lucky: Hey, listen -- if you think you're going to be coming around here to try to get with my mother, I got news for you. It's not going to happen.
Mac: When we figure out who turned off Sorel's respirator, we'll know who's guilty.
Alan: You know, that's an interesting theory, but my family has better things to do than to stand around here, watch you fumble in the dark playing whodunit.
Angel: I couldn't agree more.
Roy: Yeah, this has been fun. Let's get out of here.
Mac: Not so fast. You all have other charges pending.
Alan: Oh, okay. Arrest me for outstanding parking tickets.
Mac: The situation is more serious now. Ms. Bedford admitted that she rigged the alarm to Sorel's respirator and hooked up an E.K.G. simulator.
Monica: Well, that didn't change his condition one bit.
Mac: Yeah, but turning off one of the meds to his I.V. did change his condition. Did I forget to mention that? You see, this was an act of a trained medical professional. Possibly Nurse Bedford, or maybe one of the Doctors Quartermaine. Maybe Nurse Spencer.
Bobbie: Oh. So now you're saying that the perpetrator might not have been the person who turned off his respirator, but maybe it was the person who turned off his meds?
Mac: Well, withholding the blood thinner going to Sorel's I.V. would've been an effective way to do it. Sorel throws a couple blood clots to his lungs -- boom. No muss, no fuss.
Carly: You know, I still don't get why you care. Sorel was -- he was barely human.
Angel: Don't say that.
Carly: Why not? You're his daughter and you didn't even lift a finger to sound the alarm when you saw what happened to him.
Angel: Are you the investigating officer here?
Carly: Oh, my mistake. I forgot that your whole bereaved daughter act was for Sonny's benefit.
Sonny: We wouldn't even be here right --
Carly: Don't defend her.
Sonny: We wouldn't even be here right now if the police had enough evidence to charge us. So you're bluffing, Mac. We're not buying.
Mac: You know, I like the Doctors Quartermaine for the trick with the I.V.
Sonny: You know what? You don't have to answer that.
Alan: Oh, shut up. I don't need your advice.
Sonny: You know, you should actually get help for your son's problems.
A.J.: Oh, shut up!
Sonny: If you were a better father, you would.
Mac: Bobbie, you seem awfully interested in whether or not turning the meds off to his I.V. proved fatal. That wouldn't be a guilty conscience speaking, would it?
Bobbie: Oh, come on, Mac. You've known me forever.
Mac: You said you left town that night to look for your brother. But a maintenance man spotted you in the vicinity of Sorel's room. An orderly was on duty that night. I'd like to hear what he has to say about your movements.
Roy: Oh, you can't take this guy's word for anything. He works for Sonny.
Skye: I came by to visit you, and Jax jumped me.
Jax: Hey, you don't look the worse for wear.
Skye: You're the one who ended up on your back.
Ned: No need for details.
Jax: Here's an etiquette tip -- knock before entering, okay?
Kristina: Can I make a little comment here?
Skye: No.
Jax: Yes.
Kristina: You two seemed to be getting along pretty nicely when we came in.
Skye: I was seeing Jax out when his button got caught on my sweater.
Jax: Yes, and we couldn't get it untangled.
Ned: Right.
Skye: You made it worse.
Jax: So I did the gentlemanly thing and removed my shirt to facilitate the freeing of the button.
Skye: Well, I certainly was not about to take off my sweater.
Kristina: You are really cranky. You know that?
Ned: That's her -- cranky and deceitful. Now, if I remember correctly, you told me that you were going to do everything you could to get back at me. Is that why you broke into this house when it was clear that I wasn't home?
Skye: Not only are you shallow and self-centered, but you're also paranoid.
Kristina: That is no way to treat your cousin.
Skye: Oh, spare me, please. If you're dim enough to buy Ned's act, you deserve the inevitable rude awakening.
Ned: Temper, temper.
Jax: See, Skye is only irritated because I would have nothing to do with her hair-brained scheme.
Skye: Hair-brained?
Kristina: Oh, I love that word.
Ned: What hair-brained scheme?
Jax: Oh, it's the part where I team up with her to get back at Sonny.
Ned: Oh. Well, I like the getting back at Sonny part.
Skye: Well, see?
Ned: I don't like the teaming up with Skye in order to do it.
Jax: Yes, my sentiments exactly.
Skye: Now, hey, wait a minute!
Ned: You see, Cousin Skye is after Sonny because he saw right through her. She tried to use him to destroy our family. And he blew her off, and now her ego is a little bruised. Frankly, I think she overestimates her feminine wiles.
Skye: I'm motivated by my concern for A.J. You know, you ought to try it sometime.
Ned: I stopped worrying about A.J. long ago.
Skye: Ah, there you go again -- always so ready to believe the worst about A.J., just like you were so willing to accept that he was off on some drinking binge somewhere without ever bothering to investigate.
Ned: I didn't have to. I heard the truth from the bartender who returned his car keys. He was stinking drunk when he staggered off.
Skye: No, you heard what Sonny paid the bartender to say.
Ned: Oh. Is that A.J.'s theory, or is that something you came up on your own?
Skye: Oh, Sonny was covering the fact that he grabbed A.J. and had him held in an abandoned meat locker! Yeah. He wouldn't let him go until he signed away all his parental rights.
Ned: Well, is that Junior's version?
Skye: It's the truth.
Ned: What did you just say about accepting the truth without investigating?
Skye: You know, I can't believe you! I have just told you that A.J. was coerced into signing away his child, and all you can do is stand there and smirk at me?
Ned: Obviously, you don't have all the information.
Skye: No, I have all the information I need, and there is no way that Sonny Corinthos is going to get away with this.
Jax: Can I -- can I just say something?
Skye: No, I heard your opinion. Thank you very much.
Jax: You know, getting involved with Sonny will only get you in trouble.
Ned: And then I'll have to come in and save you, and frankly, I would rather stay home and read my book.
Jax: What are you reading?
Ned: A courtroom drama by a terrific new author.
Jax: Really? That's good.
Skye: Oh, my God! You guys are useless! Forget you both. I will get Sonny Corinthos on my own.
Jax: Own. Thank you.
[Door closes]
Jax: My shirt.
Scott: Lucky, listen, the reason why I'm hanging around, it's -- it's pretty simple, is I -- I still love your mother.
Lucky: I thought it was an ego trip. Maybe I should explain myself. My mom left you a long time ago for my father, and, well, we should probably just face it -- you hate him, and you always will.
Scott: Listen, Lucky, I know how much your mother loved Luke. I mean, I was there half a lifetime ago. I mean, I know he's always going to be important to her.
Lucky: Yes. And nobody's going to take that away from them.
Scott: I'm not trying to take anything away. Right now your mother's future is at risk here, and I'm only trying to help.
Alan: I want you to have a look at this man. That is your future if you go down that road. Is that what you want for your life?
Zander: Look, I know what I'm doing.
Alan: Really? And what about Emily? When you discuss your plans and your future, is this going to be part of it? I know you think that you owe Sonny, but you don't owe him your life. It's not too late for you to change sides.
Zander: I'm not on anyone's side, okay? I'm not involved with this at all. I work for Sonny at his coffee warehouse. I am a shipping clerk. I don't know anything about a meat locker and I haven't seen A.J. for days.
Alan: You're a liar.
Zander: How do you know it's me and not A.J.? Huh? Has he never disappeared before? Does he not hate Sonny enough to do this?
Mac: Well, Sonny, is it true? Is this man in your employ?
Sonny: I've got nothing to say.
Mac: It's a simple question.
Sonny: Alexis, can you explain to the commissioner why I'm under no obligations to answer?
Alexis: I'm going to explain why no one here is under any obligation to answer. Anyone here get a subpoena? No. You want to file charges, do it.
Mac: A yes or no would do.
Max: I've never seen this guy before, okay?
A.J.: No, they're both lying. His name's Max. He's one of Sonny's goons I was telling you about.
Mac: Why would A.J. and Roy DiLucca say otherwise?
Sonny: Why? I'll tell you why -- because Roy is an F.B.I. snitch, well-known. That's why.
Melissa: You don't have any right to talk to him like that. You're not even fit to shine his shoe. Roy was being blackmailed by the F.B.I. They threatened to take his child away if he didn't cooperate.
Sonny: Yeah, I know the whole sad story. That's how Mr. DiLucca convinced me to get him free of the F.B.I. and how did he repay me? He didn't. Now, I don't know if you know this or not, but Roy is a snitch. He'll -- he'll sell out other people to save himself. He'll give the F.B.I. whatever they want whenever they want -- names, testimony. Isn't that what happened to your brother? Now, fortunately for me, see, I got a -- I got a better lawyer than he did.
Melissa: You don't have any idea what you're talking about.
Roy: Melissa, leave it alone.
Melissa: My little brother died because of dirt bags like you. You get them to do your dirty work, don't you? And then you go free while they pay for it. You're no better than Sorel. You know something? If I ever hear you talk about Roy like that again --
Carly: Oh, you're going to what, huh? You going to get rid of him like you did Sorel?
Roy: She didn't do it, in case you weren't listening.
Carly: She already admitted to rigging the respirator alarm system. Maybe she just forgot the part where she turned it off.
Roy: Maybe this is not a great place for you to be making accusations against her.
Carly: Okay, then why don't you tell Melissa to back off because the police have been accusing Sonny and he's done nothing.
A.J.: Nothing? Are you kidding me? This guy's committed more crimes than the entire town of Port Charles put together.
Carly: Yeah, from the impartial opinion here.
Mac: You know what? You know what? You're all guilty of something. The question up till now has been what. But I would like to thank you all for filling in the blanks. Now I know what happened.
Scott: Lucky, look, I'm not trying to compete with what your mother and father had, you know? I can't. But I got a whole different deal with her, you know? It's like -- when I do things with your mother, when we're together, it's like we're seeing things for the first time and we laugh a lot, and we have a good time.
Lucky: Well, is that enough? Is that enough for you? Is that enough for her?
Scott: I don't know. I don't know what's enough. I don't know, you know? I'm not trying to win Laura back by default because your father's not around. I want her to choose me because she thinks that we have a future together. Maybe she will, maybe she won't. But I'm just telling you this -- in 30 years from now, I'm not going to look back and say I lost the love of my life because I didn't try. Just tell your mother I was by.
Ned: Your button got tangled in Skye's sweater?
Jax: Well, you saw it yourself.
Ned: Yeah. So, for your button to get tangled in her sweater would mean that you would have to be near Skye. Now, even for you, that is daredevil behavior.
Jax: Granted. Skye is unpleasant, okay?
Kristina: And spiteful and perpetually unhappy.
Jax: You know, you used to be more open-minded and understanding towards people. What has Skye ever done to you?
Kristina: Skye is a woman who hates other women, probably because she's manipulative and insecure --
Ned: Very perceptive.
Kristina: Not that I really care -- thank you very much. Skye has been incredibly rude to me since the minute I met her. I wouldn't really care about it except for the fact that she lives right up Ned's driveway and barges in whenever she feels like it, spewing insults --
Ned: Another very charming attribute of hers -- no respect for privacy.
Kristina: You know that Skye basically accused me of being an underaged groupie?
Jax: Well, I wonder what gave her that idea.
Kristina: You know, I didn't throw in her face the truth because I promised you and Alexis I would keep my identity a secret -- which, when you think about it, means that all this is your fault.
Jax: Oh.
[Kristina chuckles]
Ned: At last.
Kristina: At last -- at last what?
Ned: Someone finally has the good sense to blame Jax for something. See, now, most women aren't nearly that astute.
Kristina: I resent that.
Jax: Oh, good for you.
Kristina: Just because Jax is -- is tall and handsome and athletic with turquoise eyes, a killer accent, his own private jet, a yacht --
Ned: Are you going somewhere with this?
Kristina: All I'm saying is that just because Jax is an international playboy, it has no relevance on whether or not he's a good person.
Jax: Well, thank you.
Kristina: Most of the time he tries to help people.
Ned: And the rest of the time he's trying to steal their money.
Jax: Well, the object of corporate raiding is to turn a profit.
Kristina: All I'm saying is I don't see Jax as a symbol. I see him as a person. You know, he's neither a chivalrous would-be rescuer who's constantly in search of a damsel in distress --
Ned: Sound familiar?
Kristina: Any more than he is your average corporate, heartless shark.
Jax: Actually, I am a corporate, heartless shark most of the time.
Kristina: And you're also a man who lost someone who is very important to them. And every day you try and think of a new way to not miss that person anymore. Some days it works, some days it works less. Fact is, Jax, the missing is never going to go away. And just because you can't help this person, you can't save them, you try and help and save other people -- not that you'd ever admit it. You know, you're always laughing it off, turning it into a big game, taking chances. I guess it's better than just sitting around feeling sorry for yourself, though.
Jax: I think so.
Kristina: Which is why I'm doing exactly what you say and I'm prancing around in this wig and looking utterly ridiculous. I mean, come on, look at me. I look like a fool, making the world think that Ned Ashton is hanging out with some blue-haired rocker when, in reality, you know Ned Ashton is your corporate, stodgy, average --
Ned: Generous host who not only opened his home to you, but took you out for a drink and allowed himself to be dragged up onstage.
Jax: Oh, no, no, no. Don't fall for the dragging-up-onstage routine. See, he loves to get up there and entertain.
Kristina: Which is why I gave him the chance to do it. Which is also why you need to take this chance to go after Skye.
Jax: Where'd that come from?
Kristina: Well, you keep warning her, you know, and she doesn't listen to you. So you're going to warn her again and again, just like you do to me. It's a compulsion with you, Jax. You can't help yourself.
Ned: Yeah. Try, okay? Because Skye, my cousin, is nothing but trouble.
Jax: Well, she deserves to know what she's getting into.
Ned: And so do you. She's not to be trusted.
Jax: Who said anything about trusting her? Look, guys, thanks for your concern, but I really got to go.
Ned: You're right. You know he's going straight up to the mansion. What an idiot.
Kristina: At least Jax is doing something positive with his time, which is a lot more than I can say for some people, Ned. Man.
Mac: You see, we're all here tonight because Joseph Sorel wouldn't quietly slip away. On the contrary, he kept getting stronger by the day, already orchestrating payback from his sickbed. And he had to be stopped, right? You all thought so. But who actually did it? Who actually did it? I'd like to take just a few minutes to tell you the story about what happened that night. You see, the guard outside Sorel's door drank coffee laced with sleeping medication. Those pills had been given to the patient across the hall, but the patient didn't take those pills. No, instead, he hoarded his supply, saving it for that night. He put those pills into the coffee pot in ICU. He went back to his room to wait for the drug to take effect. But he collapsed on the floor, weak from his injures, which is where he was found the next morning. Ironically, Sorel's condition was improving because of the efforts of people who most wanted him gone. One of the doctors decided to withhold medication he'd prescribed to keep the man alive. He shut off the medication going to Sorel's I.V. in hopes, no doubt, that Sorel's condition would take a turn for the worse. And that person left the room.
Mac: Next, someone came into the room and removed the leads from Sorel's chest. That person attached Sorel's leads to an E.K.G. simulator, which she had gotten from the supply room. And then she rigged the alarm with a tongue depressor. I can imagine at that time the person planning to turn off the respirator and perhaps having second thoughts, at least at that moment. The perpetrator arrived at Sorel's room, found the guard unconscious, the alarm rigged, and Sorel completely vulnerable -- the perfect opportunity to get rid of Joseph Sorel once and for all.
Kristina: Spying on someone?
Ned: I'm just waiting for the fireworks. Jax just hit the main house. He should be leaving soon.
Kristina: Well, maybe Skye will listen to him. I did.
Ned: Well, that's because you're fundamentally a sane person.
Kristina: Well, I'm glad that you noticed that.
Ned: Not without certain eccentricities, like the chronic need to move things that should stay where they were.
Kristina: Ned, do we have to go through this again and again?
Ned: Let's not.
Kristina: Okay, let's not. Actually, why don't we talk about Jax? Who's he missing?
Ned: Didn't you mention something about respecting people's privacy? I think we should include Jax in that.
Kristina: I'm not prying into his business. Jax has been great to me, and I want to give something back to him.
Ned: Well, you can't.
Kristina: Will you at least tell me her name?
Ned: Why would it matter? You seem to know everything else.
Kristina: I just know things because I watch Jax. Okay. I know that her name is not Isabella. "Isabella" is what he calls his yacht, and if her name was Isabella, it would just sound different.
Ned: What would? What would?
Kristina: Isabella. I mean, Jax -- Jax says that like it's a boat, you know, and if it was her name, he would say it like it was a woman. You know?
Ned: I'm sure there's logic there somewhere.
Kristina: But she's been on it.
Ned: Who's been on what?
Kristina: The woman that Jax lost has been on his yacht. I'll tell you how I know -- because Jax would only go onto the upper deck at sunset, and he'd just stand there, you know, all by himself looking out into the water. He always looks so sad. Even when he was smiling he looked so sad.
Ned: Clearly you've spent a lot of time observing Jax.
Kristina: Well, Jax is the first person that I met that knew my sister, you know, so of course I'm going to pay attention. And I guess I'm just curious.
Ned: When are you not?
Kristina: Okay, I also know that she gambled. You know how I can tell that? Because every time Jax would play baccarat, he would look to either side of him -- you know, to see if someone was about to come up.
Ned: Mm-hmm. He's probably cheating.
Kristina: You know, I think that you like Jax a whole lot more than you let on. In fact, I -- I even think that you feel sorry for him, Ned.
Ned: I sympathize with Jax's loss, but I will never feel sorry for him -- not that he'd want me to. Or you, for that matter.
Kristina: Okay, but you admit that Jax was truly in love with this woman?
Ned: Yes.
Kristina: Ned? What was her name?
Ned: Brenda.
Skye: What are you doing here?
Jax: Well, I got the distinct impression that you didn't take my warning about Sonny Corinthos seriously.
Skye: [Southern accent] Why, Mr. Jax, one would almost think that you cared.
Jax: No, as far as I'm concerned, I think you're an egotistical, self-centered, spoiled little rich girl who thinks the world owes her something, who was tragically shuffled from one mansion to another as a child.
Skye: [Normal voice] Flatterer.
Jax: I'm telling you not to do this.
Skye: Oh, and I suppose that any girl with an ounce of sense would just jump at the command of the handsome, rich, and oh-so-dashing Mr. Jax.
Jax: Exactly.
Skye: Well, I got news for you. I don't fall at the feet of any man, and that charming little Aussie accent? Well, that's lost on me.
Jax: Could we just get back to the subject?
Skye: Oh, save your breath. I have handled Adam Chandler and Asa Buchanan. I'm more than capable of handling Sonny Corinthos.
Jax: Which only proves you have absolutely no idea what you're up against.
Skye: You don't even know me! Who do you think you are to come in here and tell me what I can and can't do?
Jax: I don't want to see you get hurt.
Mac: Whoever committed this crime owes a debt to the rest of you. It was all arranged. The guard was asleep, the alarm had been suspended. Even Sorel's leads had been hooked up to an E.K.G. simulator. All the perpetrator had to do was switch off the respirator. He or she probably waited around a moment or two to make sure that Sorel was gone. Then the perpetrator left the room. Next, someone came into the room full of rage. That person was consumed with hatred for Sorel. So he took a pillow and he smothered him. But Sorel was already gone. Someone else had come into the room and saw what had happened. And he also hated Sorel. And he wanted the perpetrator to get away with whatever he or she had done. Maybe even protect that person. So he switched the respirator back on. Carly was the last person to come into the room. She pulled the plug -- as Angel Ellis witnessed.
Alexis: Very good, Commissioner. Very clever. You have just proved that all of the people here are responsible and yet none of them. We are all thrilled, impressed, and happy that this little drama is over.
Mac: That's where you're wrong, Counselor.
Alexis: It would be impossible to convict anyone in this room on the basis of what you've just said.
Mac: Not at the moment. But we've narrowed down the field. See, with the help of all of you, I understand the chronology of events that happened that night. And based on that, we're able to eliminate several people as suspects -- Zander, Alan, Roy, and Melissa, Mike, Carly, and Angel. But despite everything else that happened in that room that night, the person who turned off Sorel's respirator is the one responsible for his death. It's simple as that.
Kristina: So she just disappeared into the ocean?
Ned: Well, that's a nice way to think of it.
Kristina: You know, it explains a lot.
Ned: When Jax is overprotective, he has a reason.
Kristina: So that's why you're letting me stay here, right?
Ned: What is?
Kristina: Well, you know that Jax is worrying about someone else. You don't want him worrying about me.
Ned: No, I just want Jax to owe me a favor.
Kristina: You do that, too? You do it, too.
Ned: Do you always speak in nonsequiturs?
Kristina: No, you and Jax both want people thinking that you're cynical and uncaring. You know, the only thing that you care about is money. Or, in Jax's case, a good time.
Ned: Hey, I appreciate a good time as much as he does. Maybe more.
Kristina: The truth is that you're extremely caring. Well, most of the time.
Ned: Thank you.
Kristina: Although, you know what? You could be a little more compassionate towards your cousin A.J. A.J. -- is that his name? P.J.?
Ned: A.J.
Kristina: A.J. Why are you so hard on him, Ned?
Ned: Where do I start?
Kristina: Well, it's a pretty nasty thing to do, Sonny stealing his child like that.
Ned: Why do you believe even one word that comes out of Skye's mouth?
Kristina: Well, ordinarily I wouldn't. But I was watching when she told that story, and you looked very worried. I mean, why wouldn't you be? Doing something like that is pretty awful.
Ned: It's classic Sonny -- get what you want by any means necessary.
Kristina: Okay, so you believe Skye's story.
Ned: No, I didn't say that.
Kristina: Why would L.J. -- A.J. --
Ned: A.J.
Kristina: Lie? Why would A.J. lie?
Ned: Because that's classic A.J. -- blame your failures on the other guy.
Kristina: That's a really harsh way to put it, you know that?
Ned: A.J. plays the helpless victim whenever it suits him. It's an act. But he created this whole situation. He opened the door to Sonny by his own irresponsible actions.
Kristina: You know what, Ned? I take it all back.
Ned: Here we go again.
Kristina: Which is another way you're not like Jax. Jax doesn't condescend to people, okay?
Ned: Oh, please, I was simply stating --
Kristina: And he lets people finish their sentences.
Ned: That you start your sentences mid-thought!
Kristina: You always interrupt me! You know why you think that I talk in nonsequiturs? Because you never let me finish a sentence!
Ned: Oh, by all means, finish.
Kristina: You just interrupted me again. A.J. -- if people listened to A.J., maybe they'd understand that he's misunderstood.
Ned: You've never even met A.J.!
Kristina: Maybe if you let him finish a sentence --
Ned: This discussion is over! I will not be guilted in defending the person who single-handedly caused more misery in my family than anyone else could! Granted, the Quartermaines are far from perfect. But A.J.'s failures are his choice. And I refuse to waste my time bailing out a fate of his that he richly deserves.
Carly: This has been real entertaining, Mac. But the fun's over. I am leaving, and I suggest the rest of you do the same.
Mac: Aren't you the least bit curious to find out who's going to take the rap for a crime you would've committed had you not been beaten to the punch?
Carly: Frankly, no. Joseph Sorel got exactly what he deserved.
Mac: It's still a felony.
Carly: Okay, then I suggest you stay here and you grill the Quartermaines until one of them confesses because it wasn't me, and it certainly wasn't Sonny.
A.J.: Of course not. He would never get his hands dirty. He'd let one of his goons do it.
Mac: Don't be so sure about that. Sonny left his office that night.
Carly: Well, he was probably going for dinner.
Mac: Then why did he fail to mention it?
Carly: Because it wasn't important.
Mac: He was specifically asked about his whereabouts that night.
Carly: Are Sonny's fingerprints at the scene of the crime? Hairs? Threads from his jacket?
Sonny: He's just baiting you, Carly.
Carly: No, of course they aren't. But everyone else in this room who's been accused actually has evidence against them or they've made a flat-out confession. But not Sonny. No, you and Taggert, you're just trying to nail him like always. Every single crime that gets committed in this town, Sonny is a suspect.
Sonny: Why are you wasting your time?
Mac: No, please, be my guest, Carly. Come on.
Alexis: Carly, I'm going to advise you, yet again, to --
Carly: What else is Sonny up for, huh? I did read in the paper about a car being stolen, and then there's also litterbugs in the park. And then there's also dogs who run around without leashes. Sonny doesn't have a dog, but you know what? I suggest you don't let that stop you.
Sonny: Carly. Carly. Let Alexis handle it.
Carly: Thanks, but no, thanks. You're the only one she will jump through legal hoops for.
Alexis: Mac, look -- Mac, we all know that Carly has a tendency to go on about things.
Carly: You know what? I know exactly what I am saying, so why don't you just stop!
Mac: Enough, enough. Sorel didn't die when his meds were cut off to his I.V. or when he kicked over a vase or when a pillow was put to his face. He died when his respirator was shut off. Where were you when that happened, Sonny?
Kristina: Are you as hard on yourself as you are on everyone else? Or do you think that you're the ideal man, huh?
Ned: Please.
Kristina: Mr. Perfect. St. Ned. I mean, no one can live up to your expectations, Ned. You know, first you're complaining about Alexis, then you're complaining about Skye, then Sonny. Now it's A.J. You know what? You're going to run through the rest of your family, and who's going to be left? Mother Teresa? "Oh, Mother Teresa -- you know, she's such a goody-goody. Mahatma Gandhi. Man, would the guy put on some clothes, please?"
Ned: Stop! Stop! Veering off Mahatma Gandhi and getting back to A.J. Quartermaine, I respectfully suggest that neither you nor Skye are aware of the whole picture.
Kristina: And that would be?
Ned: A.J. and Sonny have a long and sordid history together. A.J.'s boozing caused Sonny and Carly to lose a baby. At least that's how Sonny sees it. So this whole meat locker incident, even if it did happen, didn't come out of the blue. A.J. has been desperate to get his son back. Obviously, hostilities have escalated, and Sonny decided to retaliate.
Kristina: How do you know that?
Ned: Because I've seen it a hundred times before. So if you're asking why I don't rush in and try to fix things, because I can't. No one can.
Kristina: Well, Skye seemed pretty determined to try.
Ned: Because Skye is new to A.J.'s game. She hasn't learned that playing comes with a price.
Jax: Sonny isn't Adam Chandler or Asa whoever.
Skye: Buchanan.
Jax: He's in a whole different league. He's a racketeer. People get in his way, he eliminates them.
Skye: And holds them in meat lockers.
Jax: I understand you want to avenge your brother, but it's a bad idea.
Skye: Oh, I think it's a rather good one.
Jax: You're not immune because you're a woman. The women in Sonny's life get hurt just as badly as the men. Sometimes worse.
Skye: Then don't just warn me. Help me.
Mac: You slipped the tail Taggert put on you that night. But I got a pretty good idea why you left your office.
Alexis: Your theories are completely unsubstantiated.
Mac: There's a purpose for my reasoning, Counselor. Your man Giambetti was supposed to be finishing Sorel off that night, so you either went to check on what Giambetti did or you planned to do the job yourself.
Carly: Where do you get off?
Sonny: Carly, it's all right.
Carly: No, he's making this stuff up out of thin air.
Alexis: She's absolutely right. She is. Do you have any evidence that can put Mr. Giambetti in the hospital at all? In fact, do you have any forensic evidence at all that can put Mr. Giambetti or my client anywhere? You know something, I don't even represent Mr. Giambetti, but I'm suggesting you turn him loose because you have absolutely no reason whatsoever to detain him.
Taggert: He was jaywalking.
Mac: Lt. Taggert, fine Mr. Giambetti for jaywalking. Then turn him loose, but tell him not to leave town. There may be further charges pending.
Taggert: Let's go.
Carly: Sonny, let's go, too. Mac's got no evidence against you.
Mac: Not yet. Sonny still hasn't explained his activities the night in question.
Carly: Oh, so that makes him guilty?
Mac: I'd like to hear it from Sonny.
Carly: Sonny will never be arrested for this crime because other people will come forward before that ever happens.
Mac: What's that supposed to mean?
Alexis: Nothing.
Mac: Just another case of Carly getting carried away?
Sonny: Leave it alone, Commissioner.
Mac: You're still a suspect, Sonny. So are you, A.J. By accusing Carly, you put yourself at the scene. And your whereabouts at the time Sorel's respirator was turned off are still unknown. Bobbie, you were supposed to be out of town that night, yet you were seen in the hospital at the time in question. So there we go. We've got three suspects, all with means, motive, and opportunity. Did I say three? I'm sorry, I meant four. You weren't on the duty roster that night, but you were there, too, Dr. Quartermaine. And you don't have an alibi for when Sorel died. One of you is guilty.
>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Skye: When I'm warned to stay away from something, I can't resist.
Jax: What do you have to gain?
Alexis: For heaven's sake, Mac, you going to arrest someone here tonight or not?
Gia: Did something happen?
Nikolas: Helena knows that I've been faking my return to the family.