Monday, Jan. 7, 2008
Part 2


Sonny: Is this a bad time?

Carly: No.

Jax: No, it's -

Michael: Can I just go up to your place tonight?

Sonny: No, you can't. Sit down, right there.

Carly: I want to know every single thing that happened.

Michael: I told you. Somebody said something lousy about dad, and so I popped him in the mouth so he'd be quiet.

Carly: You think that's acceptable behavior, Michael?

Michael: So you're saying it's ok for Wally "The Pill" Polanski to trash dad?

Sonny: Michael, we already had this talk.

Michael: And now I've had it with Wally.

Sonny: It's -- you know what? It's not ok for you to hit somebody just because you don't like what they say.

Michael: What do you do?

Sonny: Ok, what I do and what you do are two different things.

Michael: Why?

Carly: Because we say so, that's why.

Sonny: Yeah.

Jax: It's been kind of rough on you losing Emily and Leticia, hasn't it?

Michael: Yeah -- what's that got to do with this?

Jax: How would you feel about Morgan getting into fights?

Michael: He's too little.

Jax: No, he -- he doesn't know that. See, you've been around a lot longer, and he's going to think that you know the right thing to do.

Michael: So, I should set an example so he doesn't get hurt?

Jax: So nobody gets hurt.

Michael: But he called dad -

Carly: There are no "buts," Michael.

Jax: Sure there are. I mean, it's great that you want to defend your dad. That's -- that's great. But the best way to do that is to not dignify anything bad that anyone says about him, or you, or anyone else, for that matter. Do you understand what I'm saying?

Michael: Yeah.

Carly: And?

Michael: I'm sorry.

Sonny: Ok, I'm going to take him home. Thank you, guys. Let's go.

Michael: All right.

Carly: There's punishment to follow this, you know.

Sonny: You hear your mom?

Michael: Yes.

Carly: Hmm.

Jax: I'm sorry, I -- I hope I wasn't out of line, you know? I love Michael to death, but he's not my son.

Carly: Any little boy or little girl would be so lucky to have you as a father.

Jax: Oh, thank you.

Carly: Mm-hmm.

Jax: Now, where were we?

[Carly giggles]

[Phone rings]

Carly: No, no -

Jax: Hold on.

Carly: No, no, no, no, no!

Jax: It'll be one -- just one second. It won't take long. This is Jax. Yeah. No, no, no, don't do anything. I'll be right there.

Carly: You're not leaving.

Jax: It's a management emergency at the Metro Court. It's either you or me.

Carly: That'd be you.

Jax: Ok. Don't go anywhere, ok? Just sit right here.

Carly: Right here.

Jax: I will be back as soon as I can.

Carly: Oh.

Jax: I promise.

Carly: Bye.

Jax: Bye.

Skye: You know, it's snowing. I should probably go.

Ric: Oh, and I thought I'd bring something to you to convince you to stay. A little hot chocolate, marshmallows?

Skye: Oh. How can I say no to at?

Ric: Mm-hmm.

Skye: Hmm. Although I have to admit, I feel like a teenage babysitter having her boyfriend over. Don't get weirded out. I was just using the b word as a metaphor.

Ric: You must have broken a lot of hearts.

Skye: I'd like to think I didn't stop. Although I do hope that my taste and judgment have matured, I'd like to think that it's going to take more than a class ring and a fast car to win me over.

Ric: You saw the convertible in the driveway, right?

Skye: We're not kids anymore.

Ric: No, no, we're adults. Wee much more in control of our destinies now.

Skye: Are we?

Ric: Well, at least we have to be wiser.

Skye: You're losing ground now.

Ric: Ok. Would you at least settle for the fact that we're more realistic?

Skye: Fatalistic, perhaps.

Ric: There was no fatalism in that little speech that you made to Kristina about hopes and dreams.

Skye: Why spoil it for her?

Ric: Why spoil it for us? Unless I miss my guess, there is a genuine adult attraction here, hot cocoa and chocolate moustaches aside.

Skye: No, you aren't mistaken.

Ric: As an added bonus, I have my own place. You know, we don't have to worry about parents coming home and catching us at the wrong time.

Skye: Is this the wrong time?

Ric: Definitely.

Skye: Then kiss me.

Logan: I'm here for a job, but being a cop is not the best idea for me.

Scott: Well, look, if you're worried about your past, I can clean it up.

Logan: It's not -- it's not about my past. It's not about where I've been, it's about where I may need to go. Being a cop comes with certain set of rules. I'm just worried if I get into a fight, do I really want to do it with one hand tied behind my back?

Scott: Well, let me see what I can find.

Logan: Thank you.

Mac: What are you looking at?

Felicia: Oh, the photos that Lucky brought in that had the footprints in the snow -

Mac: Right.

Felicia: Around Georgie's body -- where are those?

Mac: Oh -- they're over here. Why?

Felicia: It's the print. The logo -- looks like dice.

Coop: You sure you're going to be ok here?

Maxie: Yeah. You bringing me helped. Being around you makes me feel safe, you know? It's kind of a funny thing to say to someone who once held me hostage. Ok, I'm sorry. I know you don't like talking about that stuff, but your secrets are safe with me. I'll see you later.

Logan: Hi. Hey. Have you seen Lulu? She was getting something at Kelly's, she was going to bring it to her dad, and was supposed to meet me back here.

Elizabeth: Well, have you checked Luke's room?

Logan: No, not there.

Elizabeth: Well, I haven't seen her, and I really have to go. I'm sorry.

Sam: Hey.

Kelly: Hey.

Sam: I found this on the floor, and I thought it might be from one of your patients.

Kelly: Oh. Carly had it with her today. She must have dropped it.

Sam: Really? Well, you know, I'm actually going over to Carly's house to see Jax about a show that I'm doing, so maybe I could just bring it back to her.

Kelly: Yeah. I'm sure she'd appreciate that.

Sam: I'm sure she will.

Max: Special courier, New York City.

Kate's voice: "You said Rinaldi ripped off your son's artwork. Well, I found this in some papers. Morgan painted it for me last summer. I guess I'd have to agree."

Clarice: Special delivery, Port Charles.

Kate: Oh. It's heavy.

Clarice: Maybe it's his heart. I'll be at "Couture."

Sonny's voice: "It's just a chunk off the wall between your place and mine. The rest of it's still there, but at least we got an opening."

Elizabeth: You made it.

Jason: It's -- it's wonderful.

Elizabeth: Thanks. I'm messing around with charcoals instead of paint. But it's not finished, because there's nobody holding Jake. I was kind of hoping that maybe you could pose for me.

Skye: I used to love days like today. I'd curl up inside with a blanket, a bottle of vodka. As the snow got higher and higher, I'd get more and more plowed.

Ric: I'm sorry you had to go through that. From where I stand, you don't look any worse for the wear.

Skye: One of the benefits of making yourself numb -- self-preservation. But then life exerted its inevitable sobering effect on me, and I found that it's actually ok to feel something again.

Ric: How's that?

Skye: Nice.

Ric: And that?

Skye: Very nice.

Ric: You know, I had my day -- my share of ld winter nights and long days. Let's go outside.

Skye: Oh. Where it's cold?

Ric: No, just out on the deck, ok? The kids are asleep. We'll hear them. I just want to see the snow on your hair.

Skye: Hey -- are we starting something here?

Ric: Well, I hope so. Skye, I know that you could be good for me, and I -- I'd try my best to be good for you.

Skye: Hey, just so you know, I draw the line at building a snow fort, ok?

Ric: Ok, agreed. We've both built enough walls to last a lifetime.

Skye: Oh. Is that what you're after here? Toppling my walls?

Ric: Well, I just think that we have a lot more living that we could be doing. Join forces?

Skye: Ooh. You make it sound wicked.

Ric: No, I think it's more formidable. I think we could be very good for each other, Skye. And the fact that you -- you own Lorenzo Alcazar's piers would make it very difficult for anybody to get in our way.

Skye: Someone just got in our way. You.

Diane: Can you give me one good reason why this plane is not in the air?

Flight attendant: Like I said, you two have really worked my nerves, and I don't like my nerves worked on my flights, and I do not like people who can't manage to obey the rules, no matter how many times they have been laid out. Now, either take those garment bags and place them in the overhead bins, or ball them up and shove them in the seats in front of you.

Diane: I beg your pardon. These are Neela Llorente originals!

Flight attendant: I don't care if they're your Aunt Fanny's. Any questions?

Alexis: I have one. I don't mean to be redundant, but you still have failed to answer the question as to why we're still on the ground.

Flight attendant: We're too fat.

Alexis: Sorry?

Flight attendant: It's an expression we use. The plane's too heavy for us to safely take off.

Diane: Well, exactly how overweight are we?

Flight attendant: 200 pounds.

Diane: 200 -- you mean that small amount of weight on this gigantic plane makes that difference?

Alexis: That's ridiculous.

Flight attendant: F.A.A. regulations.

Alexis: Well, how long will it take to have this dealt with?

Flight attendant: Until it's dealt with.

Diane: Excuse me. Tempus fugit.

Flight attendant: Pardon me?

Diane: We have a destination.

Alexis: Yes.

Diane: We have a function. We are lawyers who have been --

Flight attendant: Who have been nominated for Litigator of the Year.

Alexis: Well -

Flight attendant: You know, I think everyone on this plane knows. So while your tempus fugits, maybe you can use it wisely and place those garment bags in the overhead bin. You know, I'm going to be the one needing a cocktail before this one's over.

Diane: Ok, excuse me, but I need just a little bit -

Flight attendant: I'm going to make an announcement to all of the passengers as soon as I have more information, not just to the special nominees.

Alexis: Just one minute.

Diane: Certainly.

Alexis: Correct me if I'm wrong, but this plane has been on the ground now, or parked at the gate for longer than we were supposed to be in the air.

Flight attendant: I am aware of the delay. So what?

Alexis: So, you have us packed in, cooped up in this sardine can with no food, no water, no source of entertainment, and that's an action that borders on -

Diane: Unlawful imprisonment.

Alexis: Good.

Diane: Thank you.

Alexis: Then you tell us that you've taken on too much weight, because you have undoubtedly overbooked this plane, a problem that you will solve by dumping the luggage of some unfortunate soul onto the tarmac where you will inevitably lose it, because you always lose the luggage. Don't they?

Diane: Mm-hmm, yep.

Alexis: They'll probably end up in Cairo or Bangkok or something, and you won't care.

Flight attendant: And what would you suggest I do?

Alexis: First of all, I'd like you to get my friend a gin with anything and everything.

Diane: And a twist.

Alexis: Yeah. Then I want you to find a way to lighten this load, to service these poor customers, and get this damn plane to Philadelphia, even if you have to push it!

Diane: Yes. See what happens when you make her mad? Brava. Not bad for first runner-up to litigator of the year.

Pilot: Excuse me. I couldn't help overhearing.

Diane: Oh. An ear witness.

Pilot: How much do you two weigh?

Diane and Alexis: What?

Pilot: How much do you two weigh?

Flight attendant: Oh, I'd say about 200 pounds.

Pilot: Hmm. Will you both come with me, please?

Diane: See what you did?

Alexis: What I did?

Diane: What you did. You had to open your mouth.

Alexis: Open my mouth?

Diane: "Oh, I'm not going to win, so I'm going to be mad. I'm just going to get mad."

Alexis: You talk -- I can't believe you're saying this. Johnny: I don't care how many times Moreau has called. I'll get back to him about a deal or no deal on my time. Let him think what he wants. Like I already told him, he's got nothing we want or need.

Lulu: Let me go! Get your hands off me! Somebody, help me! Stop it! Let go of me! Hey! Let me go! Let me go!

[Lulu pants]

[Door closes]

Lulu: Who are you?

[Jason sighs]

Elizabeth: Can you hold still?

Jason: I'm getting -- I'm getting hungry.

Elizabeth: All right. Just a second. Ok, I have some basics down. You can go now. No, uh-uh, not yet. But I need to know, can I draw this and leave it here?

Jason: Yeah. This is our place. Nobody's going to see it.

Elizabeth: Oh. I thought you were hungry.

[Doorbell rings]

Sam: Hi.

Carly: What do you want?

Sam: Oh -- um -- lose something?

Carly: Where did you find that?

Sam: Well, I was at the hospital, and I found it on the floor, and Dr. Lee said it belonged to you, so of course I told her I would return it to you.

Carly: Thank you. Goodbye.

Sam: You know, I had absolutely no idea that you knew.

Carly: Knew what, Sam?

Sam: And then again, of -- of course y know, because you and Jason don't keep any sects from each other, right?

Carly: I have no idea what you're babbling about, and I'm pretty sure I don't care.

Sam: The bracelet -- it is a present for Jake, right?

Carly: Why would I buy a bracelet for Elizabeth's kid?

Sam: Ok, no. Not even you can cover this good. I'm really sorry. I guess you don't know. Sorry. I'm sorry. My mistake.

Carly: Ok, I give. What's the game here?

Sam: Well, you know, it's called a game of secrets, and I think I'm going to sit this round out, so forget I said anything.

Carly: This is so like you. Causing trouble, and when you're not causing trouble, you're lying on your back. Thank god Jason dumped your sorry ass.

Sam: Oh, yeah, that's right. You know Jason inside and out.

Carly: I know him a hell of a lot better than you do.

Sam: Oh, I would doubt that at this point.

Carly: If you have something to say, say it.

Sam: Fine. It's about Jake's father.

Carly: What about Lucky?

Sam: No. Jason.

>> On the next "General Hospital" -

Jason: It's safer for Jake if no one knows the truth.
Sam: Jake is Jason's son.
Carly: He will tell me that this is a lie.
Sam: Will he?
Carly: Get out!
Jason: Is this about you having a baby again?
Carly: It's about you having a baby.



Edited 1 time by LiznJase Jan 8, 2008 12:17.