Guiding Light Transcript Wednesday 4/8/09

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Previously on "Guiding Light"...

The judge: Yes, I know who you are, and we're not supposed to be talking.

Alan: What we have to do is rid this city of all its toxins, so that the next generation will be safe.

The judge: You're a very convincing man, Mr. Spaulding. I have no choice but to find you guilty on all counts. You are to be remanded into custody pending sentencing.

Daisy: I can't believe you're here. Get off of our property!

Alan: It's only your property because I gave it back.

Daisy: Oh, you did not. Phillip gave it back to Marina.

Alan: Yes, well, Phillip’s in prison now. So you can get me a cup of black coffee.

Daisy: There you go. That will be $20.

Alan: $20? Tell me, where did you find this new attitude and way of talking? From that degenerate, Grady Foley?

Daisy: Don't come back, or I will poison your food.

Alan: Thanks for the coffee.

Ashlee: Service with a smile.

Christina: Are you okay?

Daisy: Yes. It's just Alan. He's lucky I didn't shoot him.

Ashlee: Yeah, well, that would be bad for business. So why did you call?

Daisy: Yeah. Um... if I can find someone to cover my shift, would you guys go for a ride with me?

Ashlee: Yeah. We could go to the park and have a picnic.

Daisy: Ashlee, no. I want to try and find Grady again.

Ashlee: Bad idea, Daisy.

Daisy: I have to. I can't keep living my life like this. I need him to come back. I need him to tell me why he lied to me so I don't feel so stupid. Please come with me.

Christina: No. No. He's dangerous.

Daisy: Okay. So we'll bring Remy. He's big. He could beat Grady up.

Ashlee: He's already beaten Grady up.

Daisy: See? Call Remy.

Christina: No. No. Remy and I are barely speaking.

Remy: Hey, Mallet.

Mallet: Hey. What's going on?

Remy: Hanging in there.

Mallet: I came by to see Reva and Jeffrey’s baby. But I guess they released the little guy.

Remy: Oh, yeah. Yeah. I'm glad to hear it, too, man. Sometimes I take for granted the whole miracle of life.

Mallet: Very true. Are you all right, Remy? You look tired.

Remy: Oh, I just wrapped up a double-shift, man. A birthday gift to myself.

Mallet: Oh, see, you should have gone for something for your Xbox.

Remy: Oh, my family likes to do birthdays big... a little too big. If I'm driving around in an ambulance, they can't track me down.

Mallet: Uh-huh.

Remy: Uh-huh.

Mallet: Happy birthday. I hope you get everything you want, man.

Remy: Thank you, man.

Mallet: Take care.

Remy: It doesn't look like that's going to happen.

Bill: Are you okay?

Lizzie: Yeah, I'm okay. They're pretty. Thank you.

Bill: Is this what you're going to be wearing to the office today?

Lizzie: It's Saturday, moron.

Bill: (Laughing) I know, but it's work seven days a week for me. Did you get any sleep last night?

Lizzie: No. I couldn't sleep. I just kept thinking about my dad being locked up. He probably deserves it, but nothing is going to get any better with him in there. I guess it won't get any worse, either.

Bill: Things will get better. Things are better, right? You got me.

Lizzie: Thanks.

Bill: (Laughing) Hey, and with or without the moat, we're invincible. And I know just what you need.

Lizzie: Oh, you do?

Bill: Yes, I do. I'm going to take off work, and we're going to have a little date.

Lizzie: We didn't make any plans.

Bill: It doesn't matter. All you need to know is that it is date number four.

Lizzie: And what is date number four?

Bill: One step closer to date number ten. Oh! (Laughter)

Alan: Well, you know something, Beth? You're spending so much time here, you should move back in.

Beth: Please tell me that coffee isn't for me.

Alan: Daisy charged me $20 for that cup of coffee.

Beth: Good for her.

Alan: I can tell this is going to be pleasant.

Beth: You know, Peyton is upstairs in the play room. Maybe you would like to go see her.

Alan: I'll see her later. But first, I want you to tell me... tell me what you've been working on.

Beth: I am working on Phillip’s appeal. What do you think?

Alan: Be careful, Beth. Don't let your passion override your logic. You know what happened last time.

Beth: If you're not going to leave, I will.

Alan: Beth. Phillip can be very convincing in matters of winning hearts. I taught him how to do that.

Beth: Oh, my God!

Alan: And when a mind like this goes bad, he needs to be locked away. Now, I will protect you. And had he will stay locked up where he belongs.

Phillip: "Dear Lizzie, James, Zach, and Emma, I have received many gifts in my life, but none greater than you. Being away from you all those years was very painful. Having to stay away now hurts even more. But my biggest regret is the pain that I have caused you. Some day we'll be together, and I will prove that I can be the father that you deserve. And it is the hope of that day that will keep me going while I serve my time. Love, Dad."

Bill: Okay, so what do you want to do for our date?

Lizzie: Mm, we could go get mani/pedis because I can't tell you what your wonderful bowling date did to my manicure. Thanks for that.

Bill: Okay. I love you. I will do anything for you. But to sit in a chair and have someone scrape dead skin off my feet... no. What?

Lizzie: You have dead skin on your feet?

Bill: You'll know by date ten.

Lizzie: Eww! No, no, no, no. If you have dead skin on your feet, there will be no date ten.

Bill: Okay. Fine. You know what? I'll have my toenails painted red.

Lizzie: Okay. Okay. Okay. All right. Forget the nails. What else?

Bill: All right. Well, no bowling. No movies. Dogs?

Lizzie: No. Roxy is already at daycare.

Bill: Okay. You know, I didn't realize that there is so little to do in this town. It's too cold to go water-skiing.

Lizzie: Yeah.

Bill: You do water-ski, though, don't you?

Lizzie: No.

Bill: You don't?

Lizzie: No, I don’t. But I look really good in a bikini.

Bill: I bet you do. I bet you do. (Cell phone rings) Whoever this is, I'm sure they'll have a perfect idea for our date. Bill Lewis.

Beth: Bill, is Lizzie there with you?

Bill: Yes. She's right here. Do you want to talk to her?

Beth: No, no, no, no, no. I need your help. And don't mention any of this to Lizzie. I'm worried about her and her father's relationship. Can you meet me at Towers in 15 minutes?

Bill: Seriously?

Beth: Yes, seriously.

Bill: That was your crazy mom. She is worried about you and your relationship with your dad, and she wants me to help her with something, and I'm not supposed to tell you. Do not ask me why, but that is how your crazy family works. Everything is a secret.

Lizzie: I know. Tell me about it.

Bill: Okay. Listen, your mom is being dramatic, okay? You... you are okay.

Lizzie: I know.

Bill: I know, too. But you're dealing with a lot right now, and it's hard, and I get that. If you weren't a little upset, then I would be worried, okay? But you're not falling apart, and I am so proud of you.

Lizzie: I am not falling apart, because I have you.

Bill: That's true. I'm cool as a cucumber, and it's rubbing off.

Lizzie: So where do you have to meet her?

Bill: Towers, in like 13 minutes.

Lizzie: Okay. All right, well, go. Go. I'll go and take a shower and get ready for our date.

Bill: Wait a minute. If you're going to be taking a shower, I don't think I should be leaving you alone.

Lizzie: You are not going to be taking a shower with me until date ten... wait. Yes, that was your rule. That was your rule, yep.

Bill: Oh!

Lizzie: I'm sorry, what happened to your will power?

Bill: Terrible rule. Terrible rule. It's waning.

Lizzie: Oh, oh, I knew it. You're never going to make it to date ten.

Bill: Yes, I will. I will. So what are we going to do on our date?

Lizzie: I don't know. Just leave it up to me. I'll figure it out. Ahh, not until date ten.

Bill: You're getting way to good at this.

Daisy: Fine. Don't go. Just would one of you cover my shift. I promised Marina that I would stick it out today.

Ashlee: I will.

Christina: I will.

Daisy: Perfect. There are extra aprons in the kitchen. And if anyone asks, don't tell them where I went. Just let them know I will be back.

Ashlee: Daisy, be careful, okay? Don't get into any trouble. Grady has caused her so much grief.

Christina: Yeah. That's what guys do. They cause trouble.

Mel: Hey.

Remy: Hi, Mel. What are you doing here?

Mel: I'm just picking up some groceries.

Remy: Mel, do you need fiber?

Mel: Well, you can never have too much fiber. What are you up to here?

Remy: Just shopping.

Mel: Yeah. I see you're back on the frat boys diet, huh? So what are you doing today?

Remy: I know what you're doing, Mel. I know exactly what you're doing.

Mel: I told you what I'm doing. I'm grocery shopping. Are you feeling okay? What's wrong?

Remy: I just got off my shift. I'm going to go to Company, get a burger, and go home and go to sleep.

Mel: Well, I'm jealous. Because I am due in court in an hour.

Remy: Dressed like that?

Mel: What? The judge likes yellow. See ya. Oh, tell Christina I said hi.

Remy: I'm not seeing her... today. I'm not seeing her today.

Mel: Okay. Well, when you see her, tell her I said hi.

Remy: Okay.

Mel: Get some rest.

Phillip: Oh, do I... do I give you this to make sure it gets in the mail?

Guard: Prison mail goes out once a week.

Phillip: Do you know what day?

Guard: Once a week. Someone needs to see you.

Phillip: I thought there were no visitors for the first 30 days?

Guard: Well, this man has someone on the inside who can make things happen.

Alan: Hello, son.

Grady: Not bad, but I could have broke in faster. It's not my fault you can't get me out of your head. I wanted to take you with me.

Daisy: I thought you wanted to stay. I thought you were going to testify against Alan, and then everybody was going to accept you.

Grady: I tried to be what you wanted.

Daisy: My whole life I've been slammed with things I don't deserve, and so have you. And that's why we were so good together. But then you left, and you didn't even say good-bye. Who does that to someone they love?

Ashlee: Hey, Remy. You just missed Christina.

Remy: Oh, that's fine. She, um... she doesn't want to talk to me.

Ashlee: No, she doesn’t.

Remy: Is that beer?

Ashlee: Yeah.

Remy: I've got to talk to Marina about the service here.

Everyone: Surprise! Happy birthday!

Mel: And you thought I forgot! I was so afraid you were going to see that cake frosting in my basket.

Remy: Under all of the fiber stuff, yeah. You stalking me, Mel?

Mel: I'm not stalking you. It's love.

Remy: So where is dad? Is he going to jump out the bathroom or something?

Mel: Working.

Felicia: Let's not talk about him. Where have you been? I haven't even received a text from you in like, what, days?

Leah: Aren't you sorry I taught her how to text? (Laughter)

Mel: Oh, I tried to call Christina, and she never called me back.

Remy: Look, guys, um...

Felicia: Are you feeling okay?

Remy: Yeah. Yeah, I'm just tired.

Leah: Old and tired.

Remy: I'm not old.

Mel: Listen, if you don't pop a smile on your face, your mother is going to pop one of those birthday hats on your head.

Remy: Oh, my gosh! Mom, please, the hats.

Felicia: I remember the day that you were born.

Remy: Oh, here we go.

Mel: Here we go.

Felicia: Snow in April, whoever heard of such a thing. I wasn't even sure we would make it to the hospital in time,

Leah: Yes, the great blizzard.

Remy: Mom... Mom, we know this story.

Felicia: Snow in April... talk about weathering a storm. It's been a tough year for you, baby, but you made it through. You showed your father and I that you were more than a boy. That you are a wonderful, wonderful man, that we've grown to appreciate. I am so very proud of you, Remy. Come on.

Remy: Oh, I don’t...

Mel: What? You are such a bad birthday boy. Come on.

Remy: I don’t... I don't want any cake.

Mel: I did not make it. Mom made it, all right. I just frosted it.

Remy: In that case, I'll have some. If you wipe the frosting off. (Laughter)

Mel: This is good. Mom made it.

Felicia: Yeah, I thought you did a great job.

Christina: Excuse me. I need to fill out papers to file for a divorce.

Beth: Thank God you're here. I thought we were going to miss him.

Bill: Who?

Beth: Someone who can help us with Phillip.

Bill: Okay, Beth, look, I love Lizzie, and that's why I came here, okay? But I'm not going to help you free Phillip.

Beth: Helping Phillip will help Lizzie. You heard her in court. She doesn't want him gone.

Governor: Mr. Lewis, it took a lot of nerve to call my office to set up a meeting with me after what you did last year.

Bill: Governor Young, thank you so much for joining us after my office called you.

Governor: Mrs. Spaulding, good to see you. This is my daughter, Amy. Amy, you may remember Mr. Lewis' photo in the press. I gave him my endorsement, only to have my name dragged through the mud with him.

Amy: Can I text my boyfriend while you talk shop?

Governor: Yeah. Sure. Sure. Okay, Bill, make it quick. Amy doesn't get back from boarding school very often.

Beth: Actually, this involves fathers and daughters, Lizzie and Phillip Spaulding.

Governor: Lizzie Spaulding, who you had an affair with while you were married to another woman who was carrying another man's child?

Bill: Yes, sir, that is the one. And I know that you read papers, so you know that Lizzie and I have been through a lot together. And I... I love her. And she loves her father. Just like I know Amy loves you.

Beth: We'd like you to consider letting Phillip Spaulding out of prison.

Guard: I'll come back in ten minutes, Mr. Spaulding, to come get you.

Alan: Thank you, Ronald.

Phillip: Friend of yours?

Alan: He is now.

Phillip: Why are you here?

Alan: I wanted you to know that I was thinking about you, son.

Phillip: What were you thinking?

Alan: I was thinking it's going to be good that you're in here.

Phillip: (Laughing)

Alan: You know, you've been away for a few years, Phillip. You come back to town, and you say that you're healed. But there is no measurement for us to judge that by. We're glad to have you back, son, but we want it to be at the right time, when it's suitable.

Phillip: When you're ready?

Alan: No, when you're ready. And you being in here will give us all an opportunity to come and visit you, get to know you again. And we'll all know when you're ready.

Phillip: And in the meantime, while I'm here, you're in complete control. Man, you're good. I'll give you that.

Alan: I'm also glad that the judge realized that you needed some more time to rest and recover. Of course, finding a million dollars in the backyard did help me convince her.

Grady: I'm glad you came looking for me. It let's me know what we had together was real.

Daisy: It wasn't real. It was a lie. Everything you ever told me about us was a lie.

Grady: It was a lie?

Daisy: Stop it! Get out of my head! Get out!

Grady: It's not going to last. You're going to look at that key, and you're going to hear a sad song on the radio, and you're going to think of us.

Daisy: No. No. You had to know, leaving, that everyone was going to think I was a fool for trusting you, and you still left. So you don't deserve my love or my faith... not anymore.

Grady: But remember, I picked you.

Daisy: Well, now I'm picking myself. I'm putting myself first, okay. There is no room for you in my heart or my head. Not anymore, okay? Just not anymore. Not ever again. Not ever!

Boy: How did you get in here?

Daisy: I... I thought it was my friend's room. I have the wrong room.

Boy: And you broke in to be sure?

Daisy: I... it was open, so...

Boy: No, it wasn’t. Who is your friend?

Daisy: Fine, don't believe me. Call security. I don't care.

Boy: You don't even go here.

Daisy: I used to, okay? This was my room.

Boy: So you came back to see what I've done with the place? Check out my posters? Hey, I'm curious.

Daisy: I don't know why I'm here.

Boy: Is it a guy? You were crying when I came in.

Daisy: No, I wasn’t.

Boy: Fine. Go.

Ashlee: Okay, make room. Make room!

Mel: Oh, look at this.

Ashlee: Remy, move your plate. There you go. Perfect. Now here it is. Make a wish.

Felicia: Oh, there she is. Come on over here, pretty girl. Christina, do you want some cake?

Mel: Come on.

Leah: Hope you like frosting.

Remy: Hi.

Christina: Hey.

Mel: Oh, this looks delicious.

Remy: It's my birthday. My family loves birthdays.

Christina: Yeah, I can see that.

Mallet: Hey! What is this, a party? Can I join this?

Mel: Hey, yeah. Come get some pizza!

Mallet: Thanks.

Ashlee: Oh, hey, Lizzie.

Lizzie: Hi.

Ashlee: It's Remy’s birthday.

Lizzie: Oh, happy birthday, Remy. Sorry, I have to call Bill.

(Cell phone rings)

Bill: Sorry.

Beth: A family as powerful as the Spaulding’s could be a useful political ally to you, but if you need some time to think about it.

Governor: No, no, I don't need any time. I can't pardon Phillip Spaulding just because you're asking me to.

Beth: We'll owe you.

Governor: Excuse me?

Amy: Daddy, I have to ask you something really important.

Bill: Thank you for your time, Governor.

Beth: Please reconsider, Governor.

Phillip: Wow, bribing the judge. That's sort of old-fashioned and kind of heartwarming.

Alan: Well, there is nothing like a bag full of money to help you get what you want.

Phillip: Well, you got what you wanted. Although, I guess I should be grateful. The last time you wanted me gone, you shot me. This time you just locked me up.

Alan: Phillip, I think you know how much you mean to me, and how much I love you, son. I'm thrilled to have you back. But when you... when you first got back, I started realizing that you were not well. So I created a situation where you could recover and be safe.

Phillip: You know, I... I thought I had really learned so much from you, but I'm just a rank amateur.

Alan: Well, you know, if you would have spent more time with me and not fought me as much; spent more time at my knee; learned a few things; you may have won this round.

Phillip: Do you think we'll ever quit playing this terrible game we play with each other?

Alan: Do you want to quit?

Phillip: It's all we've ever known, and I'm not sure we know how.

Alan: You know, it's very sad for me to see you in this place, Phillip. Because I always thought that I created my equal. Guard!

Christina: You didn't tell them about us?

Remy: Did you tell anyone?

Christina: Not really.

Remy: You don't have to stay, you know.

Christina: I'm here.

Boy: So are you just going to stand there?

Daisy: Well, you threw me out.

Boy: No. I said you could leave, and you didn’t. Do you want to come back in?

Christina: I didn't even know it was his birthday.

Mel: I know. I figured he wouldn't tell you. He's not really big on birthdays. That's why I got you a gift to give him.

Christina: What?

Mel: Yes. That's how we roll in this family, okay? It's gift time.

Christina: What is it?

Mel: You'll see. Come on over here. Open Christina’s first! Here, open hers first.

Remy: H'mmm. You got me concert tickets?

Felicia: That's a great gift.

Remy: I can't believe you got us concert tickets.

Christina: Or you could take whoever. (Laughter)

Boy: Did he do something bad?

Daisy: Yeah. We... we met in this room, so I guess I needed to come here to work things out, talk myself through it.

Boy: You talk to yourself?

Daisy: Talk to him, really.

Boy: The guy was in here?

Daisy: No. I was talking to him to myself, out loud. I'm not crazy.

Boy: All of the girls who break in my room say that.

Daisy: Oh, yeah? Does it happen often?

Boy: Give me a heads-up next time, and I'll crack a window.

Daisy: I should... I'm going to go. Thanks.

Boy: You're welcome.

There's nowhere else I want to be

baby, that's the sweet spot baby, that's the sweet spot

baby, that's the sweet spot

Lizzie: Hey.

Bill: Hey.

Lizzie: I tried to call you from Company. There was a party.

Bill: I'm sorry I missed your call. I was with your mother and the Governor.

Lizzie: Governor Young?

Bill: Yes.

Lizzie: The one that hates you?

Bill: Yes, that be he. Your mother had some crazy idea that I could talk him into pardoning your father.

Lizzie: What? What was she thinking?

Bill: Well, don't worry. I don't think it worked.

Lizzie: Yeah, I could have told you that.

Bill: Yeah. I guess she saw how upset you were in the court, and she was willing to try anything to help.

Lizzie: No, my mother is not doing this for me, even if she thinks she is. She is doing this, because even though she doesn't want to admit it, my mom still wants to be with my dad.

Bill: Whatever. I mean, it didn't work. In fact, I think she made things worse.

Lizzie: I'm sorry she dragged you into it.

Bill: Yeah, me, too. Did you take a shower yet?

Lizzie: Yes.

Bill: Sorry I missed that. So where are we going to go on our date? This?

Lizzie: Uh-huh.

Bill: Skydiving?

Lizzie: Have you been?

Bill: No, but I do feel like I just jumped out of a plane over at Towers.

Lizzie: Yeah, well this will be safer.

Bill: You think?

Lizzie: Yes.

Bill: Okay. Ow! I'm kidding. Let's go.

Alan: Ronald, I want you to take good care of my son.

Guard: Thank you, Mr. Spaulding. I will see he gets everything you want him to have.

Alan: Good.

Guard: Get up.

Phillip: Another surprise visitor?

Guard: No. We have something else planned for you.

Christina: How did we get stuck with cleanup? Your sister!

Remy: You can go if you want.

Christina: Uh-uh.

Remy: Did you have any cake?

Christina: No. Leah told me to stay away from that.

Remy: It's not bad. (Laughter) I'm serious.

Christina: It's good.

Remy: It's good?

Christina: Uh-huh.

Remy: You know, we didn't do the whole smashing the cake into each other's face thing at the wedding.

Christina: Or we did and we don't remember.

Remy: That's true. So Mel picked out those tickets, huh?

Christina: Busted.

Remy: Yes. I knew it!

Christina: You didn't tell me it was your birthday.

Remy: Well, it turned out to be a good one.

Ashlee: Hey, guys. There was a messenger outside. He dropped this off and he said it was for Boudreau.

Remy: Oh, the gifts keep on coming.

Christina: Remy, I think that's probably for me.

Remy: No.

Christina: I was going to bring those later.

Remy: I got it. Relax. What did I get here. Divorce papers? Happy birthday, Remy.

Mallet: Hey, how did you get conned into taking Daisy's shift?

Ashlee: Ah, she had something to do.

Mallet: Uh-huh. Did she go try to find Grady?

Ashlee: All I'm supposed to tell you is that she'll be back.

Mallet: The poor kid.

Alan: Well, Beth. Have a drink. Ooh, bad day?

Beth: Not so good, no.

Alan: Well, I had a marvelous day. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking about dinner. Care to join me?

Beth: I just spent the day trying to get Phillip out of prison.

Alan: Beth, I wish you would have spoken to me first. You're wasting your time. Beth, Phillip is going to prison for a long time.

Lizzie: Okay, I can change, and then we'll swing by the Beacon.

Bill: Okay. That will give me plenty of time to figure out a way to get out of this skydiving thing because I don't want...

Lizzie: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Bill: No, no! Oh, my!

Beth: Well, you were of no use today.

Bill: Beth, you ambushed me, okay? I had no idea what I was walking into.

Alan: Wait. What did she do to you?

Lizzie: Mom thought it would be a good idea to put Bill and the Governor together. Not a good idea.

Alan: Governor Young is not your biggest fan, Bill.

Bill: I know that, Alan.

Alan: Beth, if you ever need anything, please rely on me.

Beth: I'd rather douse myself in acid than ask anything of you, Alan.

Lizzie: Granddad, just because Dad's gone does not mean that mom's is going...

Alan: This is going to be hard for all of you to hear, but we have to adjust to your father not being around here for quite a while. Now, Phillip came back, and we all hoped he would be the Phillip that we knew and loved, but he wasn't, and he isn’t. And I'm glad that the judge made the decision she did to protect this community and put him away for a very long time.

Phillip: Apparently not.

Beth: Oh, my God!

Lizzie: Dad, what happened?

Phillip: (Laughing) Um... I don't know. I guess somebody must have convinced Governor Young to pardon me.

Beth: I had a good day, too, Alan.

Alan: Yes. So you're... you're out, son.

Phillip: I am. It looks like the game continues.

Amy: I told you I had daddy wrapped around my finger. He doesn't just go around pardoning everyone, but he listened to me. He got your dad out of jail. You owe me when I get back to school, James Spaulding.

James: Not a problem. I make sure everyone gets what's coming to them.

Coming up on "Guiding Light"...

Remy: You send divorce papers. Where do I sign?

Christina: Remy, wait.

Amy: Hey, honey. Who is she?

Daisy: I'm Daisy, his girlfriend.

Amy: You said I was your girlfriend.

James: I've got a car waiting for me to take you to my home town. There's a nice little restaurant there called Towers.

Beth: There's a chair at the head of the table. Phillip, you sit there.