One Life to Live Transcript Wednesday 7/27/05

By Boo
Proofread by Brandi

Dorian: Well, David, what do you think?  David?

David: Ow!  You know I've got sensitive feet.

Dorian: Honey, the shoes.  Check out the shoes.  Do they work, or what?

David: Yeah, they're fine.

Dorian: Fine?  Can I assure you that that is the last thing a woman wants to hear?

David: Dorian, you know I adore you.  But watching you try on 300 pairs of shoes --

Dorian: You love shoes.

David: My shoes.  Three-inch heels give me chicken legs.  Don't ask me how I know.  Just trust me.

[David snaps fingers]

David: I got an idea.

Dorian: I'm all ears.

David: Let's say --

Dorian: Mm-hmm.

David: We get married --

Dorian: Well, we are.

David: At sunset.

Dorian: Ah, sounds lovely.

David: Hmm.  In the garden.

Dorian: Hmm, sounds romantic.

David: Barefoot.

Dorian: David.  Really, you are so impossible!

David: Oh --

Dorian: Oh!  Eeh!

David: Ah --

Dorian: Ok, ok.  This is a total waste of time.  That's it.  I am going to call in the experts.

David: I'm hurt.  I think I hurt my pelvis.  Ah.

Viki's voice: Natalie, you have to be strong and you have to be smart, just as I know you are.

[Knock on door]

Roxy: Knock.

Viki: Roxanne.  Oh, my, this is a -- a surprise.

Roxy: You know, I know you need to rest up and I don't want to tense you up or anything, so, you know, I can leave.

Viki: No, no.  Stay.

Roxy: Well, I should have brought flowers or something.

Viki: No.

Roxy: I got gum, though.

Viki: No.  No, thank you.  No gum for me.

Roxy: Hmm.

Viki: Roxanne -- here.  Are you all right?

Roxy: I'm a wreck.  I'm so scared for Natty I don't know what to do with myself.

Viki: I know.

Roxy: I closed the shop early and I just couldn't go home, so I've been wandering around.  So, I figured maybe I could come over here, because if anybody would understand, it would be Natalie's other mother.

Viki: Natalie's all I can think of, too.

Michael: You should have seen Dr. Truman in the O.R. nothing fazes the guy.  I'm telling you, he's amazing.

Nurse: I'm sure you gave him an incredible assist.

Michael: Ah, do you think I could get that one more time for the videotape, please?

[Phone rings]

Michael: Oh.  I got to take this.  Hi.  Dr. Michael Mc Bain here.

John: Mike, it's John.  Look, I got some bad news.  Marcie's missing.

Michael: What do you mean, Marcie's missing?

John: She left Rodi's with Hayes Barber and no one's seen her since.  Listen, Mike, we think Barber is "The Killing Club" killer.  Mike?  Mike, you there?

Michael: Rodi's.

Bo: The ladies found these outside of Rodi's.

Evangeline: It's exactly like the one the killer used to drug me.

Bo: We think that he may have grabbed a third person.

John: Who?

Adriana: Rex.  He has Rex.

Hayes: Now, everything is just so.  Marcie, are you ready for your initiation into the new killing club?

Marcie: What are you talking about?

Hayes: You know.  Don't you remember?  Back in high school?  What was it that a pledge had to do to become a member of your club?

Marcie: They had to plan a murder.

Hayes: Exactly.  Exactly.  So, to become a member of my club, you have to do the same thing -- almost.

Marcie: What do you mean, almost?

Hayes: Oh, just one tiny little difference.  Instead of planning a murder, you have to commit one.

Blair: Well, hey, Kelly.  What are you doing here?

Kelly: Oh, Dorian wanted me to come by and help her pick out her wedding shoes.

Blair: Huh.  Me, too.

Kelly: This must be her idea of female bonding.  Well, let's get it over with.

Blair: What is wrong with you?

Kelly: I don't want to fight with you, Blair. This is Dorian's night.

Blair: I don't want to fight with you, either, but I don't want to spend the night wondering why you're giving me the cold shoulder, so you either tell me or I'm going to go.

Kelly: Bye.

Blair: Come on, Kelly.

Kelly: All right, fine.  I will tell you what's wrong.

Dorian: Oh, there you are, girls.  Oh, could anything be more fun than having my two beautiful nieces help me pick out -- ooh -- my wedding shoes?  Come on!  Ah.

Roxy: When Natalie was growing up in A.C., she was always being sent to the principal's office.  It wasn't that she was bad or nothing like that.  It's just that she stood up for herself, and she could spot a lie in seconds.

Viki: Well, she's very perceptive like that.

Roxy: Yeah, and she's real tough, and I'll tell you the truth, she took better care of me than I ever took of her.  But I know you got the 411 on that deal.

Viki: Roxanne, Natalie loves you, she really loves you, and I am extremely grateful to you for raising her and taking care of her.

Roxy: And I want to do that now, and if I could get my hands on that maniac, I would rip him apart.

Viki: And I'll help.

Roxy: No.  You got to relax.  I'm the brawn in this operation.  You be the brainpower, ok?

Viki: Deal.

Roxy: I'm glad Natalie takes after you in the brain department.  She's got to be super smart for this one.

Viki: Yeah, well, don't sell yourself short, because she's got a lot of street smarts.

Roxy: Oh, yeah.  She's stolen a couple of good ones from Roxy Balsom's bag o'tricks.

Viki: Roxy, she is a survivor like us.

Roxy: Thanks.

Viki: What for?

Roxy: For giving me hope, because, you know, I'm just going around in my brain, around and around, and that's a bad place to hang out.

Viki: I can imagine.

[Phone rings]

Roxy: Natalie.

[Ring]

Roxy: Yeah.  Hello?  Yeah.  You need what?  Yeah, I'll be right there.  It's the commish.  I got to go down to the station.  Why do they need Rex's toothbrush?

Nick: I don't have the choice.

Nick: Excuse me.  I'm looking for Dr. Michael Mc Bain.  It's a matter of life and death.

Adriana: That's his watch.  He must have dropped it when the killer grabbed him.

John: Well, let's not jump to any conclusions.

Adriana: And he was supposed to meet Antonio and he never showed up.

John: At this point, that can mean anything.

Bo: I believe her, John.

Adriana: Look, I was with him before at Rodi's.  I asked him what the time was.  I looked at his watch.  I know what it looks like.  It has a scratch on the face.

Bo: Look, Roxy’s on her way down here right now.  Until we get a D.N.A. match, we have to assume that Balsom's missing.

Adriana: Is there anything I can do to help?

Bo: I'm going to put out an A.P.B. for Balsom and check with the highway patrol.  Why don't you go downstairs and wait for Roxy right now, ok, in the front.  She's going to be really nervous.  Just bring her right up here.

Adriana: Ok.

Bo: Thank you.

John: It doesn't make any sense.  Why Balsom now?

Evangeline: Why any of this?  When I saw that bandana lying there --

John: Yeah, well, let's see what the lab has to say.

Evangeline: I'll take it down.

Marcie: You?  You want me to murder someone?

Hayes: The rules seem very clear.

Marcie: No.  No.  You're the murderer.  I'm -- I'm not the murderer.  You're the murderer.  I won't do it.

Hayes: No?

Marcie: You're sick.

Hayes: Don't.  Don't say that.  Marcie, I hated that in high school.  I hate it even more now.  I -- I don't need your little club.  Marcie, I have my own club now, and, you --  you are going to be a charter member.

Marcie: I don't want to be in your club, and I don't care what you do to me.  I am not going to kill anyone.

Hayes: My club, my rules.  I'm the storyteller, Marcie.  This is the point where you do exactly what I tell you.  You have no say.

Marcie: I said no!

Hayes: The die is ca-- Marcie, ready or not, it's time to kill Rex Balsom.

[Music plays]

Dorian: What about this?

David: Uh.  It is a shoe.

Dorian: David, it's a $1,200 pair of shoes.

Blair: Oh, well, they're gorgeous.  David?

David: Wait a second, Blair.  You're absolutely right.

Blair: Yes.

David: Not only are those shoes perfection, they may be the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life.  Now, can we talk about what I'm going to wear?

Dorian: Oh.  We are not finished here.  Kelly, what do you think?

Kelly: I hate them.

David: Uh --

Dorian: Oh!  Honestly, the three of you can't agree on any of these shoes.  I guess the only solution is for us to start all over again.

David: Ha -- ha -- I've got a great idea.  Let's -- let's bring out the cake and the champagne samples.

Kelly: Oh, that sounds great.

Dorian: Oh.  That is a wonderful idea.

David: Yeah?

Dorian: Girls?

Blair: What?

Dorian: Can you stay?

Kelly: Sure.

Blair: Oh, sure.

Kelly: Of course.

Dorian: Oh, goody

 Blair: Yeah.

Dorian: Come on, tell the truth.  I can dance in these.

Blair: They're great, Dorian.  They're just great.

David: Here we go.

Blair: They are great.  Why are you mad at me?

Kelly: Oh, I don't know.  Maybe because you're meddling in my life?

Blair: What are you talking about?

Kelly: I have Dorian trying to control my every move.  I don't need you doing it, too.

Blair: Oh.  You're talking about Kevin, aren't you?

Kelly: Yes -- Kevin.  How could you do that to me?

Nurse: Life and death?  Sounds serious.

Nick: It is.

Nurse: Dr. Mc Bain got a phone call about someone named Marcie, and then he ran out of here.

Nick: Did he say where he was going?

Nurse: I heard him say something about Rodi's.

Nick: Thanks.

Evangeline: I'm sorry.  I don't know what I was thinking.

John: It's ok.  But I don't want to give the defense any shot at a free pass.

Evangeline: Yeah, not this time.  This guy deserves everything the court can throw at him.

John: This guy deserves to burn.  It's Mc Bain.  I'm sending down a bandana.  I want to test it for chloroform, ether, suspicious chemicals.  Run a D.N.A. test, and as usual, I want it -- Evangeline?  Thank you.

[Phone rings]

Bo: Tip line's ringing off the hook.  A high-profile murder case can bring out all the nuts.

Adriana: Roxy.

Roxy: Huh -- oh.

Adriana: Hey.

Roxy: Where's the commish?  I brought what he asked me to bring.  So, who can I talk to to find out why he needs Rex's toothbrush?

Adriana: Bo and John are waiting for you.

Marcie: You want me to kill Rex?

Hayes: Marcie, I tried to make this easy for you.

Marcie: Easy?  You think -- you think killing him -- you think killing anybody is easy?

Hayes: Well, it's all relative.  I could have picked someone that you cared about, but I did my research . You hate Rex.  I could have picked someone much closer to your heart.

Marcie: I don't hate Rex, and I certainly don't want to hurt him.  I’ll do -- I swear I will do anything else.  I will do anything else that you want me to do.

Hayes: I want you to kill.

Marcie: Why?

Hayes: Well --

Marcie: Why is that so important to you?  Just -- why?

Hayes: Because when you kill, you die inside.  That's the idea, Marcie.  You become one of us.  Don't you get it?

Marcie: No.  Never.

Hayes: When you kill Rex Balsom, I will have killed you.  Sweet, kind, caring little Marcie will be dead.  And no matter what you do, for the rest of your life, you will always be a murderer.

Marcie: I am not playing any more of your sick games.  You can go to hell.

Hayes: Really?

Marcie: You tried to change me from the very beginning with your liposuction and your plastic surgery and your --

Hayes: You liked the idea.  You were dying to become someone else.

Marcie: Those kinds of changes, Hayes, they don't make you a better person.  Look at you.  On the outside, you look different.  But on the inside, you are the same sick, ugly, pathetic loser you always were, Ivan.  Don't you get it?

[Marcie laughs]

Marcie: There is no surgery that could fix what's wrong with you.  And I will never -- I will never be like you.  I'm going to get Rex some help.

Hayes: Say goodbye to Michael.

Marcie: What?

Hayes: Nick's bringing him back here right now, and unless you do exactly what I say, Michael is a dead man.

Michael: Excuse me.  Have you seen Marcie Walsh tonight?

Waitress: Sorry.  My shift just started.

Michael: Thanks, anyway.

Nick: Hey, man.  I just heard about Marcie.  Look, do you know anything?

Michael: No -- well, I only know that she left with Hayes Barber.

Nick: Oh -- well, maybe they went out back.  Did you check out the alley?

Michael: No.  I didn't.  That's a good idea, Nick.  Thanks.

Nick: I can't go to prison.  I don't have a choice.

Blair: Kelly, I wasn't really trying to interfere.  Look, I was trying to help.

Kelly: Well, telling Kevin to come over to the carriage house and surprise me is not helping.

Blair: But Spencer has just been so flirty.

Kelly: So what?  We're dating!

Blair: Kevin still loves you.

Kelly: Well, that doesn't mean I'm in love with him.

Blair: Oh, come on.  I see the signs.  I know the signs.  Remember?  You meet someone, you fall in love with them, and then, you know, all hell breaks loose.  You start making each other's lives miserable, you go your separate ways, and then you think, "well, I'm going to spend the rest of my life hating this person," and then you look at him a certain way, you touch him a certain way, they smell a certain way.  And then you realize that you know what?  That love's not dead.  It was just buried.

Kelly: That's your life, Blair, not mine.

Dorian: Voila.  Les gateaux.  I contacted the finest bakeries --

Blair: Oh, God.

Dorian: From Philadelphia to New York City --

Kelly: That's fantastic.

Blair: Dorian --

Dorian: And they over-nighted me their best samples.

Blair: Those are beautiful.

Kelly: Oh, my God.

Blair: Look at that.

David: Wait a second.

Blair: Oh, my gosh.

David: Wait.  Is that real gold?

Dorian: Nothing is too good for my guests.

David: Our guests.

Dorian: Our guests.  Now, would you open the champagne, please?

David: Your wish is my command.

Dorian: Oh.

Kelly: Oh, I can't believe it.

Dorian: And you love chocolate.  There's that big one or this one or that one --

Kelly: Mmm, oh, my gosh.

Blair: I want to try that one.

Dorian: Oh, with the little pink heart -- yes.

Blair: The little pink heart --

Dorian: Aren't they adorable?

Blair: It goes with my pink outfit.

Dorian: David, how about wearing a morning suit?

Kelly: Isn't that good?

David: Mourning?  I'm not in mourning?  Nobody died.

Dorian: Darling, it's m-o-r-n-I-n-G.

Blair: Dorian, don't bother.

Dorian: You know, the royalty wear a morning suit to get married in.  It's --

Blair: Italian.

Dorian: Hmm.  What a wonderful idea -- a custom-made Italian suit.  Hmm, that'd be gorgeous.  Oh, dear, I -- I really haven't been able to make up my mind about anything, but one thing I definitely know.  Girls?

Blair: Mm-hmm?

Dorian: I know that Spencer is going to be David's best man.

David: The day that Spencer is my best man is the day that Viki is your maid of honor.

Roxy: So why do you need Rex's toothbrush?

John: I'll call you back.

Bo: Roxy, why don't you sit down over there.

Roxy: Just be straight with me, commish.  Is my kid dead?

Bo: He may have been abducted.

Roxy: By the killer?

Bo: It's a possibility.  We need a sample of his D.N.A. to be sure.  Thank you.  Roxy, did this watch belong to Rex?

Roxy: I gave it to him for his birthday.  That maniac's got my kids!

[Roxy shrieks]

Bo: All right, I'm taking this down to the lab, ok?  Roxy, I want -- hey, listen to me.  Roxy, Roxy, Rex is a good kid, and I'm going to be sure that he comes out of this ok.  All right?

Roxy: Ok.

Adriana: Come on, let's go get some tea, ok?

Roxy: Ok.

Evangeline: Hey.  Did something happen?

John: I should have stopped this.

Evangeline: How can you expect to know what this maniac is going to do next?

John: It's my job.  I'm supposed -- I'm supposed to make it so people are safe.

Evangeline: It's ok, John.

John: No, it's not.

Evangeline: I'm going to go check on Roxy.

Bo: The lab found traces of saliva on that bandana.

John: Balsom?

Bo: No confirmation yet, but it looks that way.  Let's go back to the timeline.

John: All right.

Bo: All right.  Starting with the woman of the year awards, that's when Natalie was kidnapped.

John: All right, Hayes was at the awards show.  About a dozen people saw him waiting to speak to Evangeline.

Marcie: If I don't kill Rex, then you're going to kill Michael? Technically, we'll all have a hand in it.  Nick went to pick him up right now.

Marcie: But Michael never did anything to you.  He's a good person.  He's kind and --

Hayes: Someone you love?

Marcie: Maybe once upon a time, but we broke up months ago.  I have moved on.

Hayes: Marcie, your face tells me otherwise.

Marcie: Just please don't hurt him.

Hayes: Well, you're going to have to offer me a quid pro quo.  Rex.  Rex's life for Michael's.

Marcie: I can't do that.

Hayes: Ugh.  Marcie.  Marcie, Marcie, Marcie, Marcie.  It feels so good to play God.

Marcie: Just don't make me do it.  Don't --

Hayes: Shh, shh, shh.  It's your choice.  Does Michael live or does he die?

Michael: There's nothing back here.  Damn it, Marcie, where the hell are you?

Nick: Michael?

Michael: What are you doing, Nick?

Nick: I'm sorry, man.

Michael: Put the gun down, will you?  You're freaking me out.

Nick: I'm taking you to Hayes.

Michael: No, no, no, no!  You're working with him, Nick?

Nick: I can't go to prison, Michael.  I wouldn't make it in there.

Michael: You son of a bitch!

Nick: Look, it's not my fault!

Michael: Did you help him kidnap Marcie?

Nick: No.

Michael: You're lying.

Nick: I'm not.

Michael: You are lying.

Nick: I'm not.  He said he wanted her all to himself.

Michael: What's he doing to her, Nick?  Where is she?

Nick: You're coming with me, Michael.  I can't take no for an answer.

Dorian: Sweetheart, we're both nervous.  I mean, how many times do you get to marry the person of your dreams?

David: Don't you sweet-talk me.

Dorian: It always works.

David: I know it does, and I'm mad at you.

Kelly: Oh, David, why don't we go look at your shoes, huh?  You got an awful lot of them.

David: Thank you, Kelly.

Kelly: Come.

David: Someone around here understands me.

Kelly: Oh, come on, come on, come on.

Dorian: Is there anything more fun than planning a wedding?

Blair: Starr is so excited about mine and Todd's.

Dorian: Oh, Blair.

Blair: Oh, you know what?  Just stop right now.  I've had some delicious cake.  I'm sipping champagne.  I'm actually having a good time.

Dorian: I'm the bride-to-be.  I'm entitled to my opinion, even if you don't want to hear it.

Blair: Uh-huh.  Like I could stop you?

Dorian: Like I could change your mind once you've made it up?

Blair: Mm-hmm.  And you would try, wouldn't you?

Dorian: All right, sweetheart, I do want you to be as happy as I am, and I cannot believe I'm about to say this --

Blair: What?

Dorian: But if that means marrying Todd, then so be it.

Blair: I love him, Dorian, with all of my big heart.

Dorian: Oh, I know, but still, sweetheart --

Blair: Oh, here it comes. "But still" what?

Dorian: It's just the man has so much baggage.  He has that -- that history that follows him around.  It's just -- I would not want that to negatively affect your life.  You know -- I just remembered.  There's something I've got to check on.  Excuse me just a moment.

Blair: I'm not cleaning up all these shoes.

Dorian: Uh-uh.

Blair: I'm not cleaning up all these shoes, Dorian.  I'm not doing it.

David: Don't drop any of those.

Kelly: David, you have more shoes than even -- where's Dorian?  Ugh.

David: Ah!

Hayes: How are you going to do it, Walsh?  You going to cut his throat?  Stab him through the heart?  You could cut his wrists --

Marcie: Shut up.

Hayes: And watch the life drain from him --

Marcie: Shut up.

Hayes: Drop by drop.

Marcie: Shut up!

Hayes: Yes, it doesn't really matter either way, does it?  As long as he dies.  And then the new Marcie will be born.  Well, maybe you should rename yourself, like I did.  Do it, Marcie.  It's either him or your precious Michael.

Marcie: Before I kill Rex, I want to know -- I want to know that Michael is safe.

Hayes: Hey, there's no guarantees, Walsh.  You're just going to have to trust me.

Marcie: When I see Michael, then and only then will I do what you want me to do.

Nick: I will shoot you if I have to.

Michael: Hayes is out of his mind.  Nick, why would you be helping a guy like that?

Nick: I don't have a choice.

Michael: You want Marcie's death on your conscience?  Do you think you can live with that, Nick?

Nick: I don't have to kill anybody.  I just take you to Hayes, and he helps me get away.

Michael: Get away from what?  Talk to me, Nick.  What are you running from?  What could be this bad?

Nick: I just wanted Julie to love me.  You know, she was moving away, she was starting a new life.

Michael: Uh-huh.

Nick: And the car was supposed to spin out and I run in and I'm the hero.

Michael: You shot out Julie's tires?  And Jayes knew about it?

Nick: Well, it was his idea.

Michael: You didn't mean to kill her.

Nick: I know.  I loved her.

Michael: That's right, Nick.  You loved her.  Now, listen to me, Nick.  My brother -- he can help you out.  You testify against Hayes, I'm telling you --

Nick: I can't go to prison.  Look, Michael, you're a nice guy.  I don't want to hurt you.

Michael: There is a way out of this, ok?  Now, you do the right thing, you may not have to go to prison at all.

Nick: I'm a killer.

Michael: You didn't mean to.  Now, listen to me.  Do you really think that Hayes Barber gives a damn what happens to you?  I know you, Nick.  I know that you are a good guy.  Let me help you, Nick.  Help me, help Marcie.

Roxy: There are two crazy killers out there.  What are they going to do to Natty and Rex?  They're going to kill my kids!

Bo: We don't know that.

Roxy: They could already be dead.

Evangeline: Hey.  Let's get you home.

Adriana: I'll come with you.  Roxy?

Roxy: Find my kids.  Find my kids.  I need them to be with me.  Find them, please.

Bo: What does this guy want?

John: I know, Bo.  Natalie's out there somewhere.  Now they got Michael --

[Phone rings]

John: Mc Bain.  Bo.

Michael: Now, listen to me, Nick.  I'm going to give you something to think about here, ok?  Just something to think about . Say you take me to Hayes, he kills me.  That automatically makes you an accessory to murder one.  But if you leave me here behind Rodi's --

Nick: Who's on the phone?

John: Let's roll.

Michael: Nick --

Nick: You lying son of a bitch!

David: Well, she isn't upstairs.

Kelly: She's not out by the pool.

Blair: Her car is gone.  Now, why would she go off in the middle of everything?

David: She is up to something.

[Knock on door]

Dorian: Excuse me -- oh, Viki.

Viki: Dorian.

Dorian: I'm so sorry for barging in like this and for not calling first, but I -- I'm really in a bit of a rush.  Viki, would you be matron of honor at my wedding?

Dorian: Well, what's so funny?

Viki: Dorian, why on earth do you want me to be a part of your wedding, after years of complaining that I'm always trying to steal your thunder?

Dorian: Whatever happened to "let bygones be bygones"?

Viki: Well, I would love to do that, but it's not in your repertoire.

Dorian: Why did I even bother to come by?

Viki: Hang on a minute, hang on a minute.  I mean, what is this all about?  Something's up, right?  Why are you doing this?

Dorian: Because it seemed like the right thing to do at the moment.  Besides which, I don't want to have to choose between Adriana and Cassie, Blair or Kelly.

Viki: And I'm the next best thing?  Dorian, come on, be serious.  You really want me standing beside you when you marry David?

Dorian: Yes, because in spite of all of our differences, I really do think you believe in David and me.

Viki: Well, I know you were made for each other, and I mean that.

Dorian: And you did everything in your power to get us back together again, for which I'm very grateful.

Viki: Hmm.  I was just a little tired of David standing at my door begging for dinner.

Dorian: Viki, I've made a great many mistakes in my life.  And I want this marriage to be different.  I want it to last.  So, what do you say?  Will you be my matron of honor?

Viki: Dorian, I'm going to give you the option to change your mind, ok?

Dorian: I won't, really.

Viki: Well, ok.  Then, for now, I'd be honored.

Dorian: Ah.

Nick: You don't want to help me.  Huh?  You just want to save your own skin!

Michael: I want to save us both, Nick.

Nick: God, Hayes was right.  He's the only one I can trust.

Michael: No, no, no.  He is using you.  He is turning you into a killer.

Nick: Hayes is helping me!  He wants me to get away.

Michael: Put the gun down, Nick.  We can talk about this.

Nick: Just shut up!  I should think.

Michael: Ok, ok.

Nick: I'll call Hayes.  I got to call Hayes.

Marcie: I won't kill Rex, not until I know that Michael is safe.

Hayes: Fine.  Fine!  Let's call nick.

[Phone rings]

Marcie: Answer it.

Answer it!

Hayes: What?

Nick: You got to help me.  Ok, the cops are coming.  The plan is falling apart.

Hayes: That's impossible.  It was perfect.

Nick: Look, didn't you hear me?  Michael called the cops.  They're coming.  You said you'd get me out of town.

Hayes: This is your fault!  The plan was perfect!

Michael: We can fix this, Nick.

Nick: Tell me what to do.

Hayes: You are going to pay for this.  Kill Michael.  Kill him now.  You idiot!

Michael: Don't listen to him, Nick.  He's crazy.

Hayes: Do it!  Put a bullet through him!

Nick: I just want it to stop.

Michael: It can stop, Nick.  I can help you.

Nick: I can't go to jail.

Michael: I know.

Nick: There's only one way out of this.

Michael: No.  Nick --

Hayes: Kill him!

Michael: Don't.

Hayes: Kill him!

Kelly: I'm worried about Dorian.

David: Oh, well, she probably just skipped the joint so she wouldn't have to help us clean up the shoes.

Blair: Well, I am not cleaning up these shoes.  I'm not doing it.

Kelly: You know, she was so excited about planning this wedding, then she just disappeared.  Do you think we should call the police?

Dorian: I'm back.

David: We've been cleaning up these shoes.  Where have you been?

Dorian: Oh I had to take care of something.

David: Ugh.  Don't tell me you brought in yet another pair.

Dorian: No, but I have an announcement to make.  Viki is going to be my matron of honor.

Blair: Uhh.

Roxy: Thanks for getting me home, girls.

Evangeline: Will you be all right?

Adriana: I can stay, if you want.

Roxy: No, you should go home.  At least one mother will know that her kid is safe.

Evangeline: Call me if you need anything, ok?

Roxy: I will.  Hey, counselor, you're smart.  What do you do when you love someone and there's nothing that you can do to help them?

Evangeline: Pray.

John: Stay down, just get out of the way.

Bo: Stay inside, stay inside.

John: Drop the gun!

Hayes: Kill Mc Bain.  Kill him now!

Marcie: No.  No!  No!

John: Nick, drop it!

Michael: Nick, no!

[Gunshot]

Marcie: No.  No!  No!  You -- you killed him.

>> On the next "One Life to Live" --

Todd: I'm looking for Jessica Buchanan.

Nash: What do you really want?

Tess: I want to stay here, forever.

Blair: Nothing is going to tear this family apart, ok?

Hayes: You couldn't kill Rex, so now you have to be eliminated.

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