Guiding Light Transcript Tuesday 2/3/09

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Previously on "Guiding Light"...

Blake: Guaranteed bestseller.

Coop: This doesn't matter to me. About the book. It's dead.

Blake: Is that my commission? Sometimes these writers just don't know what's good for them.

Marina: The adoption agency called. They sent us some forms.

Mallet: There's got to be something that I could use to fill out all that blank space! We have to talk.

Marina: I think we do. What's this?

Mallet: It's a gun.

(Phone rings)

Olivia: Hello? Yeah, honey, Natalia’s looking at my calendar right now.

Natalia: Why? What's going on?

Olivia: Her teacher asked her to call to see if we were available for the field trip today to chaperone.

Natalia: I don't have that.

Olivia: And we didn't get an email. No, no, I know. They were supposed to notify us, but we...

Natalia: Oh, here it is.

Olivia: Oh, hang on, honey.

Natalia: It's in your spam folder.

Olivia: Oh!

Natalia: What time are we supposed to be there?

Olivia: Half an hour.

Natalia: Okay, well, we've rearranged your schedule before.

Olivia: Uh, okay. Natalia's got it covered; we'll be there. Bye.

Natalia: Oh, that's fun! I never got to chaperone Rafe’s trips. I was always working.

Olivia: Yeah, you know, hanging out with a bunch of school kids, it's not that exciting.

Natalia: Oh, come on! Where are we going?

Olivia: Um...

Natalia: The zoo, or?

Olivia: A landfill. Just grab your tall boots.

Marina: A gun? That's why you won't call back the adoption agency? Because you own a gun?

Mallet: That's not my service revolver.

Marina: Okay, so lots of people own guns. Not a big deal.

Mallet: (Sighs) It's a little... it's more than that.

Marina: Mallet, if you're chickening out-- if you don't want to adopt a baby...

Mallet: No, no, no, no. I'm not chickening out.

Marina: Then what is it? Why won't you return any of Mrs. Standler's calls? Why haven't you finished filling out your forms?

Mallet: That's what I'm trying to tell you... that... that gun is the reason I have a gap on my forms. I can't talk about that gun.

Marina: It's not from when you were working at the prison?

Mallet: Uh, no. No, it was before that. It was after Harley and I broke up, and, um... I wasn't good. I was in a bad place, and some of the work I was doing wasn’t... legit.

Marina: (Laughs) Okay. So my dad, he owned a chop shop when he was young, and then he became the chief of police. People make mistakes, Mallet. I'm sure whatever it is that you did, it's not that bad. Besides, statute of limitations has probably run out.

Mallet: No, it hasn’t.

Marina: What? Oh, come on, don't be ridiculous! There's only one crime that...

Mallet: Yeah, that's right. There's only one crime.

Coop: Hey, it's me.

Beth: Hey, you.

Coop: Can you talk?

Beth: I can, but just for a minute. Alan wants to talk to me.

Coop: What? About what?

Beth: Well, uh, I don't know what he wants to talk about-- but I know what I'm going to talk about. I'm going to tell him that it's time to end things; that it is the best thing for both of us.

Coop: (Laughs) Well, I sure as hell know it's the best thing for me! (Crashing)

Mallet: Marina, wait. Marina...

Marina: I'm not going anywhere, I just... need some air.

Mallet: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I should have told you before. It's just that... it's that time in my life, you know? It’s... I'm ashamed of that time in my life, and I... I just... I try not to even think about it.

Marina: Yeah, well, that's convenient.

Mallet: No, I mean, come on, you know how it is. You're ashamed of something you did in your life, and you drive it out of your mind. I mean, come on, how often do you think about being involved with a married man?

Marina: (Scoffs)

Mallet: Sorry. Sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up. I'm... that was stupid. I shouldn't have brought up Danny.

Marina: Yeah, well, he was a criminal, and apparently, so are you.

Mallet: I'm so sorry. I should have told you before. I didn't expect it to come out like this, and I didn’t... think for a second that it would prevent us from having a baby.

Marina: Yeah, can you believe those adoption agencies? They don't like to give criminals babies!

Mallet: You've got to let me finish, because I've got to tell you the whole story. It's, um... it gets worse. The man I, uh... the man I worked for was Griggs.

Marina: The guy who kidnapped me.

Mallet: Yeah, I'm so sorry.

Marina: You didn't think that I should know about your connection with the man who kidnapped me?

Mallet: When I worked for Griggs... I just had no hope, you know? I was a different guy. I'm not that man anymore, Marina. I'm not that man anymore. This is why I kept coming up with excuses not to tell you, because I knew if I did tell you, it would crush you.

Marina: Yeah.

(Phone rings)

Alan: I don't have time for this.

Doris: Did I ever waste your time, Alan?

Alan: What do you want, Doris?

Doris: Listen, the governor is about to pick someone to head up a task force about children. It's a very prestigious position-- very high-profile.

Alan: Do you want the position?

Doris: You bet I do.

Alan: Hmm.

Doris: Look, all I really need to do is get the governor's attention, and I thought I could do that with the Bill Lewis trial, but that stupid warehouse fire ruined everything.

Alan: In case you have forgotten, the kidnapping victim in that trial was my granddaughter, Elizabeth. Do you realize how hard it's been to help her get her life back on track? Not to mention my other granddaughter, Emma, wrote a paper for her school. Now everyone's talking that she is being raised by two lesbians! Doris, my hands are filled with damage control right now.

Doris: How about a check?

Alan: Fine. I'll put one in the mail. Get me the superintendent of schools.

Natalia: You sure?

Olivia: You just rearranged my whole schedule. Yeah, I'm sure, what do you mean?

Natalia: Oh, no. I just meant, you know, me going to chaperone with you.

Olivia: Oh, because of the misunderstanding with the teacher?

Natalia: Yeah, I mean, I... I know we explained everything...

Olivia: Yeah. We told her we're not a couple.

Natalia: Yeah, I just... I didn't want to go and have it, you know, just look strange that I showed up with you, or...

Olivia: You feel strange about it?

Natalia: No, no. I... I thought it would sound... it sounded fun.

Olivia: Yeah, a lot more fun than conference calls and meetings.

Natalia: Yeah, so... okay.

Olivia: You really think I can handle a class full of kids by myself without your help?

Natalia: No.

Olivia: No, I don't think so, either.

Natalia: Yeah, okay, I'm definitely coming.

Olivia: Come on, let's go.

Natalia: All right.

Olivia: Landfill.

Natalia: Landfill, right.

Buzz: And when you're on the phone with her, you know, don't ask her what she's wearing, Frank.

Coop: Hey!

Frank: Why not?

Buzz: (Laughing) Hey! Oh, guess who is having his second date with Natalia?

Coop: What? Look at you! That is great news, Frank. Congratulations!

Frank: Thank you.

Coop: It's supposed to be a great day for all of us. I just talked to Beth, and she's getting ready to break up with Alan today.

Buzz: What was that? Ten seconds of happiness I had?

Coop: (Sighs) I... Pop! Pop, please!

Buzz: Ah!

Coop: Look, this is a good thing-- this is a great thing, okay?

Buzz: Yeah?

Coop: Beth and I are going to be very careful. We have a plan already. Before Alan even suspects anything-- I mean, he's not even going to know when we started dating-- and all he is going to be, frankly, is going to be an old, crotchety landlord. There's nothing to worry about. Dad, stop!

Buzz: (Makes shooting sound)

Coop: Dad, stop.

Buzz: (Makes shooting sound)

Blake: Oh!

Frank: Hey, Blake!

Blake: Excellent! You're all here. Okay, um... get cleaned up and meet me at Towers.

Frank: Uh... why? What's up?

Blake: Party... for Coop's new book.

Frank: Coops new book? What are you talking about?

Blake: He didn't tell you he wrote a book? Uh... well, it's this torrid romance between a young writer and an older woman.

Coop: Blake? Excuse me, please?

Frank: (Scoffs)

Buzz: Oh!

Coop: Blake, I said "no." No book!

Blake: I tried, I tried. But the publisher had already sent it to the printer! There's about 1,000 copies already in print.

Coop: I don't give a damn about the publisher. Blake, there are thousands of reasons why this book cannot be published...

Blake: I know.

Coop: It should not be published!

Blake: I know, you have... you don't want people to ask questions, right? You... "Is this book real?" "Who's the older woman?"

Coop: That's right!

Blake: Okay. Here's what you tell them: You're a writer. It's fiction. And if they really press you, you have my permission to tell them-- drop a hint or two-- that the woman was me. (Cell phone rings)

Coop: I...

Blake: Excuse me.

Coop: What?

Frank: Hey, bro, please tell me you were smart enough not to name the characters in the book "Coop" and "Beth".

Coop: All right, no one is going to figure this out, okay?

Buzz: Except for the dozen or so people that already know.

Coop: Here's the thing: If you hear anybody talking about it or you see anybody talking about it, or anybody asks you about who the character is, tell them it's Blake, all right? She just told me that she's fine with that story. But the point is, Beth cannot know about this, okay? I cannot screw things up with Beth.

Frank: Then I suggest you give her a heads-up.

Alan: Well, I, uh... was just about to come looking for you. I think it's time we had our talk.

Beth: Yeah, um... me, too.

(Cell phone beeps)

Alan: Please, no distractions.

Beth: You're right. You're right. Uh... should we sit down?

Alan: Actually, I thought we should go out and have a meal together. How does Towers sound?

Beth: That's fine, if that's what you would like.

Alan: I'll have the car brought around.

Mallet: (Sighs) I had been... I had been working with Griggs for a while. I was just doing small stuff, you know? I'd scare somebody who owed him money, helped him set up a blackmail. It all seems pretty surreal now. I mean, blackmail. But I did it. I did it. It wasn't that hard. I mean, the actual work. It was kind of like being a cop, you know? I wasn't exactly chasing after nuns. Those people were dirty, too. They were corrupt. "That guy's the cheater; that's the guy that's skimming money off the books." I wasn't in a... a very good place. I was drinking a lot, and I owed money down at the track and... I just stopped seeing these people as people. I was just... they just became jobs. Are you okay?

Marina: I'm listening.

Mallet: Well, one day Griggs came to me, and he needed me to do another job, and, uh... he needed me to kill somebody. And this guy, Horace, wasn't exactly a good guy, you know? He'd done a lot of bad things. So, uh... I... I... I did the job. I killed him. And the thing was, was that Horace wasn't just a lowlife. I mean, he was a dad. He had a kid. Darren. And I realized that I knew Darren, and he was... he was a good kid, and he loved his dad. I... I threw up for about an hour, and I got up and then I walked out, and I was done. (Sighs)

Marina: So how did Griggs end up back here?

Mallet: He tracked me down. He said I owed him another job. Did whatever he could to try to get me to do it, and I... I wasn't going to do it. He blackmailed me, he threatened me, he threatened Dinah, he threatened Vanessa. No matter what he did, I wasn't going to do it. I wasn't going to do it, Marina. I need you to know-- I really need you to know-- that I'm not that man anymore. I'm not that man anymore. Marina? Where are you going?

Marina: I don't know. I just need to go.

Olivia: Oh! Thank you!

Natalia: Okay, so Lynne’s got it covered. The kids are all settled in; they all have ice-cream.

Olivia: Well, that's good.

Natalia: Yeah.

Olivia: Well, I'm glad that tour of the landfill ended early because, you know, it's a landfill.

Natalia: I know.

Olivia: And also, you know, you can only tell them about recycling and compost heaps so much and, you know, you kind of lose them.

Natalia: Mm-hmm.

Olivia: Can't get them excited.

Natalia: They're good now.

Olivia: Mm-hmm.

Natalia: Double scoops of triple chocolate.

Olivia: Good. Now they can learn that ice-cream is fattening. Never too young to learn that.

Natalia: Oh.

Olivia: What's wrong? You think they're mad because we're out here and they're in there? Because I think they're better off!

Natalia: No, no. Just... it's just me. Just thinking about what I said about, you know, whether it would be strange if you and I chaperoned together.

Olivia: It's an honest question.

Natalia: No, I know, but... I did the same thing when Alan came over and tried to threaten you about Emma. I was just so wrapped up in what everyone else was going to think about us, and...

Olivia: So what are you saying?

Natalia: I just... I don't want you to think that I don't like our living situation. Because I do. A lot.

Olivia: Me, too.

Natalia: And you know, it was just not a big deal. I mean, it was a couple people that thought that. It is nothing to get all worked up over. Hmm. That was Emma’s teacher. There's no reason to be upset at all. The kids weren't bothered by this at all.

Doris: Not yet, anyway.

Teacher: Are you still going to go through with this?

Doris: It's nothing personal. I have a lot of gay friends. I... I just... I want and need to be on that commission. Look, what do you want me to do? You want me to give a speech about lowering class size or raising test scores? I've done that plenty of times. No one remembers. But if I talk about this? This will get their attention.

Blake: All right, now, listen. I've... I've staked the room with a lot of fans, but I don't want you signing autographs. You're... you're supposed to talk to the press tonight, okay?

Coop: I know, Blake. I don't want to do this.

Blake: Oh, just relax, will you? If this book does half the business I think it's going to do, you're going to double your next advance. Come on.

Buzz: Okay, I'll call you later. (Makes kissing noise)

Frank: What did she say?

Buzz: Oh, that Beth and Coop are giving the same story, you know? That it's going to be over soon and Alan will never know the truth.

Frank: Think she bought it?

Buzz: Not for a second.

Frank: Right. Let's get a drink.

Blake: Ladies and gentlemen, my I have your attention? I would like to introduce to you the man that you have come here to meet tonight, Mr. Henry Cooper Bradshaw.

(Cheers and applause)

Coop: Thank you very much. Thank you.

Blake: And now, Mr. Bradshaw will be giving you a reading from his next book, "Affair of the Heart." Here, I marked it for you.

Coop: Okay. Yeah, thank you. (Clears throat) "He sat and watched her"...

(Cell phone rings)

Alan: Oh, Beth, this is from the far east; I have to take it.

Beth: Yeah. I'll just get a drink at the bar.

Coop: "...So I couldn't look away. Why did it feel different, and why couldn't he stop smiling about it? This thing they'd been having wasn't supposed to mean anything. It didn't have a name, just... just an ending. From day one, they had agreed that they would never be more. That's why they only met at certain times and at certain places. That's why they never fell asleep with each other. Because then that would mean something. That would mean... he stopped himself suddenly. He started to realize that in that moment, he knew exactly why he was so happy. He also knew that his life was about to change forever, because she was there, in his bed, asleep, for the very first time. They were no longer a love story with an ending. Now, they were a love story that was just beginning. He continued to watch her sleeping, only now it was like torture to him. He wanted to wake her, kiss her, talk about their future together. But he didn't wake her, because he knew they had a future. Because she was sleeping. Because she had finally allowed herself to feel safe and let him love her-- something he knew she was missing in her life. So while she slept, he began to plan their future together. Of course, they would have to start telling people. She was a mother of three. He would have to be respectful; discreet. But how could he? He wanted to tell everyone."

Buzz: What the hell is Alan doing here?

Frank: I don't know, Pop, but I'm glad that we saw him before he saw us. Looks like we've got him fooled.

Buzz: Because we're grinning like idiots?

Frank: If we didn't know about the affair between Beth and Coop, then this would just be about the book, right? There'd be nothing wrong with just supporting that, right?

Buzz: He's a man that owns men that own guns.

Frank: Just stick to the plan and keep smiling.

Coop: (Sighs) Okay, you got your reading. I need five minutes, okay?

Blake: No, not just yet, not just yet. I have a surprise for all of you. I'm going to give you the first chance to see the cover of Mr. Bradshaw's next bestseller, "Affair of the Heart." Tah-dah! (Applause) I think it's perfect, don't you?

Mallet: Marina, what are you doing here?

Mrs. Stambler: Well, good, you're both here. Please, come with me. I assume this is about Mr. Camaletti's application?

Mallet: Yes, yes, it is. Um... let me start by apologizing. I should have returned your phone calls. I was having um... I was having some troubles with certain parts of the forms, and so I...

Marina: I need to say something. We came in here because we want a baby, and we thought that we would be good parents.

Mrs. Stambler: Is there a problem?

Marina: Yes, actually, there is. There is a problem with this whole process. We both understand that you need to know that we are worthy, but all of these forms? I mean, they're so incredibly detailed. It’s... it's like, you feel so horrible if you can't remember the smallest, little thing. I'm sorry. My husband had a time-- a long, long time ago-- where he wasn't in the traditional workforce, so he doesn't have anything to fill in in that part of the forms. Does that mean that he's not qualified? I mean, does that mean that we should be penalized in some kind of way? Because I don't think so. You see, we're cops, and we don't just go to work every day. Every day, we risk our lives for other people. And if that doesn't tell you what kind of people we are, I guess that's just the way it's going to be.

Olivia: Emma? Honey? She just left her friends! What's so important she's texting them already?

Natalia: Aw. Maybe the next field trip.

Olivia: (Laughs) I need a drink before that happens.

Natalia: Ooh, I'll have a glass of white wine while you're in there.

Olivia: Okay.

Natalia: I'm going to check the news; see if the groundhog saw his shadow.

Olivia: So what's the news? Do we have six more weeks of winter, or what?

Doris: Citizens of Springfield...

Natalia: You better come out here.

Doris: I am here today to talk about a burning issue...

Olivia: You don't believe in that stuff, do you?

Doris: ...Here in this town that needs to be addressed. It has come to my attention that a girl in elementary school has recently made a presentation to her class about her family-- her nontraditional family. Now, fellow parents, the title of this essay was "My Two Mommies," and I'm sure that you'll all have the same reaction that I did. We have a serious problem in this town, a problem that needs to be addressed.

Buzz: You're watching Alan, right? I don't want him alone with Coop.

Frank: Pop, just keep smiling, okay? We're not sure if he's figured anything out yet, okay?

Buzz: How's this?

Frank: A little creepy.

Buzz: Best I can do.

Frank: Look, he's over there with Blake right now. Everything seems fine.

Buzz: Yeah, you're right. Alan doesn't just chat.

Frank: So then maybe we're okay.

Beth: What the hell is going on here?

Frank: Hey!

Buzz: Beth!

Beth: Hi.

Frank: Having fun?

Beth: That's the plan? Just smile and hope that Alan is an idiot?

Buzz: Isn't that what you're doing?

Frank: I told him to call you, actually. That was a great reading, wasn't it?

Buzz: What the hell was that?

Frank: I've got my game face on, okay, Pop?

Beth: Okay, okay, what are we going to do? I mean, even if Alan didn't hear the reading, did you see that book cover? Why didn't they just slap my face on the cover?

Frank: Really? I think it looks a lot like Blake, actually.

Blake: So Alan, tell me, before the whole world figures it out, who do you think the mystery woman is? Hello? "Mother of three"? That would be me.

Coop: Hey.

Beth: Hey.

Coop: Here.

Beth: I can’t.

Coop: Beth...

Beth: I can’t.

Coop: Take it. Just put it in your purse, please? Just... take it home. So, how did it go?

Beth: (Clears throat)

Coop: You didn't tell him.

Beth: No.

Coop: You said you were going to tell him.

Beth: I was! Here-- over lunch!

Coop: Here?

Beth: Yes!

Coop: Right here? Right now? At my book party?

Beth: I didn't know there was a book party. And why is there a book party for a book that wasn't supposed to be published?

Coop: This was behind my back. I had no idea. Blake set this whole thing up.

Beth: Why did I not know that? Thank you very much, Blake.

Coop: I will say there's one cool thing, though. Having the girl that the book is about at my party.

Beth: That's because you didn't see that Alan was with me!

Coop: I know, I know, I know! Um... here's the thing. As long as we stick to the story, and if anyone asks, we tell them...

Beth: I know, I know, I know, I know. You smile and you drop hints that it's Blake. I already spoke to your father and Frank. Got it.

Coop: Good. And trust me, it will work.

Blake: Oh, hey! Sorry, Beth, but I already warned Coop that today's not about fans, it's about the press, okay? Come on.

Beth: Right, right. Oh, and, Blake, by the way, it's a great party. Everybody is talking.

Blake: Hmm, I know. Come on.

Beth: Alan, hi! I didn't see you there.

Alan: I had trouble finding you in this crowd.

Beth: Yeah, um... private party, who knew? We... we should go someplace else.

Alan: After you.

(Elevator dings)

Doris: Now, let me make this perfectly clear. I am not here to pass judgment about people who choose to live outside the mainstream. In fact, I have many friends who are gay. I believe, though, that even they would have a problem with these children being exposed to alternative lifestyles in the classroom by teachers and administrators who have a personal agenda. Now, giving the class an assignment to write about their families is fine. The fact that this sweet, little girl wrote about her two mommies? She was just doing what she was asked. And if the teacher had graded this assignment privately, I wouldn't be speaking to you today. But that's not what happened. This essay was presented to the entire classroom, and even recommended to go onto a regional competition. That's no longer an assignment. That... that is propaganda for that way of life. Look, we send our children to school to be educated. We expect them to be safe--not subjected to a teacher's personal agenda. I'm here today to let you know that I'm here to protect your children, and I look forward to engaging with you in debates and discussions about this. But make no mistake-- as mayor, I am committed to protecting our children.

Mallet: Would you like some dinner?

Marina: You? Cook?

Mallet: No, I want to do something nice for you.

Marina: Then don't cook.

Mallet: No, seriously, no jokes. What you said about me at the agency-- you didn't have to say that.

Marina: Yeah, actually, I know, but I sort of did.

Mallet: Why?

Marina: When you told me before, my head was spinning. I mean, what do you focus on first? The fact that you killed somebody, the fact that you kept it a secret, the fact that it could keep us from having a baby...

Mallet: I am so sorry.

Marina: You told me the truth. You didn't have to.

Mallet: I had a big hole in the application. What was I going to say, "I forgot what my job was"?

Marina: You could have said anything. Anything. There’s... there's a lot of things that you could've said that would have been... less shocking. But you didn’t. You were honest with me.

Mallet: You've got to be pretty mad at me.

Marina: I'm not mad.

Mallet: I don't understand. What I did-- that's huge. It could cost us the adoption.

Marina: I know. But you told me the truth. You told me anyway. I mean, that just means that you much have a lot of faith in our marriage. That you could tell me something so explosive and still think that we would survive it.

Mallet: Yeah, I hoped we would.

Marina: I think we will. That's why I went over to the agency, so that I could stand up for us.

Mallet: I went over to the agency to withdraw our application. I didn't want to see you get hurt again. It was a pretty nice speech.

Marina: I guess I was pretty fired up, huh? So... you think they're going to accept our application?

Mallet: I hope so.

Marina: Yeah. Me, too.

Frank: Well, looky there. It looks like Coop got what he always wanted. Unbelievable. Beth, a bestseller, and now groupies. Hell, I'm going to have him come with me to buy some lottery tickets! (Laughs)

Buzz: Frank, what do all winning streaks have in common?

Frank: They're fun, and they usually don't happen to this family.

Buzz: And they end... usually when you're just convinced that they won’t.

Beth: Wow, uh... it's a little bit colder out there than I thought.

Alan: Really?

Beth: Yeah.

Alan: Well, Beth, why don't you let me keep you warm, huh?

Beth: You know... you know what sounds good to me is a brandy, and then we can have our talk.

Alan: Hmm.

Beth: Alan, what are you doing?

Alan: I know.

Beth: You know... you know... what? What I wanted to talk to you about?

Alan: No. I know everything.

Coming up on "Guiding Light"...

Beth: What more do you want from me?

Coop: I'm not afraid of him!

Buzz: Coop, there's a fine line between being brave and being stupid.

Coop: If you think I'm just going to step back and wish you two well, you are dead wrong.

Alan: If you walk away from me now, you will know what cruel truly is.

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