ONE LIFE TO LIVE
Thursday, January 30, 1992
Starring
SUSAN BATTEN Luna Moody
YASMINE BLEETH LeeAnn Demerest
MARK BRETTSCHNEIDER Jason Webb
MARILYN CHRIS Wanda Wolek
JAMES DePAIVA Max Holden
SUSAN HASKELL Marty Saybrooke
MIA KORF Blair Daimler
WORTHAM KRIMMER Andrew Carpenter
JOE LANDO Jake Harrison
PAMELA PAYTON-WRIGHT Addie Cramer
VALARIE PETTIFORD Sheila Price
GRACE PHILLIPS Sarah Gordon
LaTANYA RICHARDSON Rodi
JOEY THROWER Kevin Buchanan
JESSICA TUCK Megan Harrison
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BLAIR’S APARTMENT (Blair, Max)
Max: Since when does your mother need your permission to leave the house?
Blair: Since-- This is none of your business. I mean, it doesn’t matter. You
don’t know the whole picture.
Max: Why don’t you tell me?
Blair: What if something had happened? I mean, what if she had taken ill? You
wouldn’t have known what to do.
Max: I would have brought her home and I would have called the doctor. Come on,
Blair, you can’t keep Addie locked up in the house because you’re afraid of what
might happen.
Blair: Max, I really don’t think--
Max: Come on, why are you keeping her hidden?
Blair: My mother is very comfortable here. She has everything she needs.
Max: What about you? What do you need, Blair?
Blair: Nothing that involves you, Max.
Max: Mm-hmm.
Blair: What, mm-hmm? We barely know each other.
Max: Oh, we haven’t even had a proper first date.
Blair: Yeah. So you don’t have any right to, you know, question my actions.
Max: But I do have a right care about you. Scary, isn’t it, Blair? You trust
me, and you just can’t figure out why, can you?
Blair: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Max: Oh come on, yes you do. Blair, I’m the only one in this big bad world
that you feel safe and secure with. That wasn’t part of the plan, was it? It’s
driving you crazy.
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WANDA’S PLACE (Kevin, Luna)
Luna: Megan’s got great spirits, and sometimes that can turn things around.
Just got to keep believing. Just being there for her is a big help.
Kevin: Yeah, I’ve had a lot of luck being there for people lately. I tried to
be there for LeeAnn, and she took off for New York. You haven’t heard anything
from her, Luna?
Luna: Not a single word. Thought I’d at least get a letter from her by now,
but no.
Kevin: You know, speaking of letters, she said she left one here for me. And
Wanda went to go get it, and said it disappeared. You didn’t happen to see the
letter, did you?
Luna: Well, yeah I did. I remember her giving it to Wanda, but I haven’t
seen it since.
(Phone rings)
Wanda: Luna, phone!
Luna: Oh! I’ll get it! I’ll get it! Oh! (Answers phone) Wanda’s Place.
Could you hold a moment, please? (Covers phone with one hand) Kevin, why don’t
you go on in the kitchen and ask some of the other waitresses if they’ve picked
up your letter. They might have put it somewhere.
Kevin: Yeah.
(Kevin leaves.)
Luna: Yeah. (Back to phone) How can I help you?
LeeAnn: Luna.
Luna: LeeAnn! Jumping jeepers! (Sound of shooting and screaming on LeeAnn’s
end) What’s that noise? It sounds like someone’s getting murdered in their bed.
LeeAnn: No, no, no. I just have the TV on.
Luna: LeeAnn, honey, where are you? And why haven’t you called till now?
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JABA CITY (Andrew, Haseem)
Andrew: Haseem, I think you’re my last hope. The last two days I’ve run into
nothing but dead ends.
Haseem: You’ve been asking the right questions in the wrong places.
Andrew: Yeah, this is a real exercise in going around in circles, you know?
Haseem: Not at all. Eventually, it will be about removing you from Jaba. You
see, you are one of the more dangerous kinds of visitors to our country. A
civilian on a crusade. That is the worst kind of tourist.
Andrew: I think what I have to do is I have to go to the top. I’ve got to get
the Premier.
Haseem: The Premier has no authority over Jake. Oh, he will make a pretense of
a little worry, just so that you will go away with a vague sense that somebody
listened.
Andrew: Are you saying the Premier is powerless?
Haseem: I am saying nobody wants the embarrassment of a problem like Jake
Harrison. I am not saying that the government doesn’t care. Perhaps now, if
the Premier went to the General--
Andrew: The General, you’re talking about who? General Gazi, the secret
police?
(Haseem nods)
Andrew: All right.
Haseem: And said “Why don’t you release Mr. Harrison?” And the General
probably told the Premier to, how do you Americans say it? Whistle Trixie?
Andrew: Dixie. Now, the General can talk to the Premier this way?
Haseem: Oh, yes.
Andrew: And yet the Premier is head of the government.
Haseem: And the General is the head of the army.
Andrew: Gazi is the one who is holding Jake prisoner isn’t he? (Haseem nods)
How do I get to Gazi?
Haseem: You must be joking. No one-- Gazi would never agree to meet a civilian.
And you must never agree to meet him. Anything could happen. None of it good
for you.
Andrew: Listen to me, Haseem, I’m not going to go around in circles anymore.
I’m not going to leave this country without Jake Harrison. Now, I don’t care
what it takes to get to Gazi, just tell me how, and I’ll do it.
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BREAK
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Sarah)
Sarah: I found this great store in town and they told me that these tapes
would create a healing environment in your room. How about “Real Ocean Sounds
off Martha’s Vineyard”? Would you like that?
Megan: Sure, that would be nice. Take me to the beach.
(Tape plays sound of waves)
Sarah: Hey, do you remember that job I told you about that I’m getting in the
women’s wing? (Megan moans) Megan? Do you want me to come back later?
Megan: No. I’m fine, really. Tell me. Tell me about your job.
Sarah: Oh, no, it was just-- I was thinking of using these tapes because, you
know, they’re supposed to comfort people and relieve stress.
Megan: Oh, that sounds like a good idea.
Sarah: I was just thinking if I’m supposed to be the liaison between the
patients and the doctors in the hospital, that I should just concentrate on
making the patients as comfortable as possible.
Megan: (Smiles) Well, you better be careful not to get them seasick with
all of these ocean tapes.
Sarah: (Smiles) Thanks a lot.
Megan: Yeah.
Sarah: All right. I can see I’m just going to have to pull out all the
stops here. (Picks up paper bag) OK, shut your mouth-- (Megan and Sarah
laugh) I mean, open your mouth and close your eyes, and I’ll give you a
big surprise. OK? Just try to pretend you don’t know what it is.
Megan: All right.
(Sarah gives Megan a roasted peanut.)
Sarah: Is that good? Did I do something right?
Megan: (Smiling) Yeah. I feel like I’m back at home.
Sarah: Hey, you want to see what else I brought?
Megan: (Groggy) Yeah.
Sarah: OK. (Picks up mail) I have a bunch of your fan mail, which I’ll put
over here. And some bills, which we don’t need to look at at all. (Megan is
sleeping) And ... nothing very important.
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JABA CITY (Andrew, Haseem)
Haseem: Life in prison, torture, even death. Depends on Gazi’s mood at any
moment. Now do you need any more reasons why you shouldn’t even try to go
near this man?
Andrew: I don’t understand why he continues to hold Jake?
Haseem: Insurance. Maybe one day Gazi will need a card to play. If he gets
himself into a tight corner, an American with powerful friends could buy him
a sympathetic ear.
Andrew: Yes, Gazi does love to play his games, doesn’t he? Haseem, I need
your help. I understand if you can’t help me, but if you can’t, put me in
touch with someone who can.
Haseem: No. Cord Roberts died here, because my escape plan failed. I will
not set up another one. I need no more innocent persons lives or deaths to
haunt me in my dreams. Especially not one, if you don’t mind my saying, so
ill-equipped to face General Gazi.
Andrew: I’m not ill-equipped. My father was a General, and my family is
military. I come from a long line of professional soldiers.
Haseem: Dead people will not help you here.
Andrew: What about those that are alive? Those that are alive and still
working and living in America. People like my father, General Sloan
Carpenter. People like my Uncle, Senator Rendall Carpenter--he's head of
the American Senate Armed Services Committee. Come on, Haseem.
Haseem: They are there.
Andrew: They are also very well-informed. They put me in touch with
specialists, specialists who have briefed me, given me psychological
profiles on everyone in your government, including Gazi. Haseem, I’m not
asking you for a plan. Get me to Gazi. I think I know what makes this
man tick.
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WANDA’S PLACE (Luna on phone with LeeAnn)
Luna: OK, Yours Truly Mailbox Service, 500 W.43rd New York 10036. I
got it.
LeeAnn: OK, you’re not going to tell anyone where I am, right? You
promise.
Luna: Yeah, what am I going to give them? A mailbox number? That’d be
a real big help. LeeAnn, listen to me, that city is no place for a young
pregnant girl. Please come home.
LeeAnn: Luna, I’m fine. Really. I’m staying in a pretty nice hotel room.
I just can’t yet, OK? I can’t come back yet. (Sirens wail)
(Enter Jason, lurking in the background)
Luna: LeeAnn, how are you living? What are you doing about money?
LeeAnn: I have a job. I’m working in a restaurant as a waitress.
Actually, you would love it. They only use 100% pure natural ingredients.
(Shouting and sirens) I’ve got to go. I have to go because the TV show
I’m watching is getting very interesting. So I’ll call you again, and you
have my address, right?
Luna: Yeah, I got it. Sugar, don’t fret now, I’m going to put a check
in the mail to you tonight, OK? Take care of yourself, OK, LeeAnn?
(Hangs up)
(Enter Kevin)
Kevin: LeeAnn! Why didn’t you come get me?
Luna: She hung up.
Kevin: You knew that I was in the kitchen. You were talking-- Dammit,
Luna, why didn’t you come get me?
Luna: She was in a real big hurry.
Kevin: Where is she?
Luna: She’s doing fine, she’s got a nice room. And she’s got a job.
Kevin: How about an address? How about a street? A phone number?
Anything that I can have to help to find her!
Luna: Oh, Kevin, I guess I was so surprised that she called that I forgot
to even ask her, and I’m sorry.
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BREAK
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BLAIR’S APARTMENT (Blair, Max)
Max: Some of those mental institutions can be pretty tough. Addie must
have had a hard time.
Blair: What?
Max: Listen, as far as her illness, I really--
Blair: All right, that’s enough, Max. I don’t know who you think you are,
but I don’t need to be lectured, OK? Especially by someone who knows nothing
about anything to do with me or my family. Get out, OK? (Opens door) Shut
the door. OK, look, my mother was in that place since she was a child. That’s
what happens when parents-- when they listen to rotten doctors. They sent her
away and when they died she was just left to rot in Clayton Psychiatric
Hospital. A terrifying place about pills and locked doors and badly trained
abusive people who call themselves doctors. I didn’t even know she existed
for sure until I was eighteen.
Max: Maybe it’s time you let some of this go.
Blair: I don’t know who my father is. There was some guy on staff and he
pretended to be my mother’s friend. And I guess he used to go to her room late
at night and play games. Only the penalty for these games was ...whatever he
wanted. And by the time they had figured out that she was pregnant, he had
disappeared.
Max: Didn’t the hospital do anything?
Blair: Sure, they covered it up. They handled me by sending me to an
orphanage and series of foster homes. I lived with strangers. Men who said
“Call me Daddy” and then got drunk and--
Max: I understand.
Blair: On my fifteenth birthday, I said “It stops today!” And I started the
search for my mother that took years. I found her, and I got her out. And
she’s got a good doctor here in Philadelphia. You know, and he says that she
was never really schizophrenic like everybody says, that she’s perfectly bright,
even gifted. It’s called hysteroid psychosis, and all it really means is that,
you know, she retreats into her own little world as a defense when she gets
stressed. (Crying) Oh my God, what am I doing? I never told anybody. Max,
this is crazy. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, you have to go ahead, OK? Just please go.
Max: Blair. Your secrets are safe with me.
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WANDA’S PLACE (Kevin, Jason, Luna)
Luna: Kevin, honey, if LeeAnn calls again...
Kevin: Oh, she’s going to call again? When?
Luna: Well, she didn’t say. But if she does, I am going to tell her just how
worried you are.
Kevin: No, no, I will tell her just how worried I am. I want to talk to her!
Luna: Well, I’m sure you do, honey. Oh, lord, look at the time. And I’ve got
a date tonight. I’ve got to go. I’ll see you later.
(Luna leaves; Wanda enters)
Wanda: I wish that girl would find somebody to share her big heart with.
(To Jason) Hey.
Jason: How are you doing, Aunt Wanda?
Wanda: It’s been a couple of days.
Jason: Yeah. I wanted to--
Wanda: I’ll get your old room back. It’ll take me about two minutes.
Jason: --Get my check. I think I got another one coming.
Wanda: Oh.
(Wanda leaves)
Jason: So what do you say, Kev? You want to move into the old room? It’s
free. Come to think of it, LeeAnn’s room is free now too.
Kevin: All right, Jason, just let it go, all right?
Jason: All that wise-guy Buchanan talk didn’t cut it, huh? And now LeeAnn
is in New York, making that scene, right?
Kevin: Well, it’s kind of hard to make that scene when you’re broke.
Jason: You going to go there? Check it out?
Kevin: What, I’m going to walk down the streets calling out her name?
Jason: So what are you going to do?
Kevin: Tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to go to the library,
check out the Manhattan phone directory, and get all the numbers of the
hotels around the bus depot. And then maybe some restaurants-- call and
see if they’ve got any new waitresses. What about you, Jason? You know,
maybe I could take the A through Ms and you could take the rest of the
phone book.
Jason: I don’t happen to think that looking through a stupid phone book
that’s probably out of date is a cool idea. I mean, what are you going to
do, Kevin? Mr. Man-With-The-Plan, you going to call a thousands motels,
hotels, bars looking for a girl with long brown hair and a Texas accent?
Kevin: You got a better idea?
Jason: Yeah. You go play by the book. I’m going to find LeeAnn my way.
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GAZI’S ANTEROOM (Andrew)
(Andrew inspects Gazi’s military treasures. Enter Gazi.)
Gazi: Your father was a great soldier. As a young officer in Korea,
his record was impeccable.
Andrew: General Gazi. Thank you. Thank you for seeing me on such short notice.
Gazi: And General Sloan Carpenter’s strategy in Vietnam was, and still is, an
education for me. I was hoping the apple had fallen near to the tree.
Andrew: I’m sorry if I’m a disappointment.
Gazi: Was your father surprised at your chosen vocation?
Andrew: No. I think he respected that I had a right to march to a different
tune.
Gazi: How uniquely Western of him.
Andrew: I was admiring your collection, General. (Picks up sword) England,
1100, I think.
Gazi: 1192, to be precise. But then you didn’t come here to admire my
collection.
Andrew: No. I came here to obtain Jake Harrison’s release, sir.
Gazi: May I offer you a frankly superb Napoleon cognac?
Andrew: No thank you.
Gazi: Then, since we have no further business to discuss, I apologize for
your wasted time.
Andrew: General, if you’ll excuse me, sir. I didn’t expect that you would
hand me the keys to Jake’s cell.
Gazi: Mr. Harrison is an enemy to my country. To release him would be
impossible.
Andrew: When I was a very young man, my father took me mountain climbing. It
was a very cold day and we were about halfway up a small mountain--but to me it
was huge. My hands were so cold I could barely grip the rock. And I said:
“Father. Father, this is impossible. I can’t make it.” He ignored my comment.
He continued to climb, leaving me there alone. I was clinging to the rope for
half an hour, terrified. And finally something changed within me. And I
climbed. When I got the top, my father was there, sitting on a rock, smoking
his favorite pipe. He said nothing, he smiled at me, and he gave me a piece of
chocolate.
Gazi: Interesting technique.
Andrew: I’m wondering if I should tell my Uncle, Senator Randall Carpetner of
the Armed Services Committee, that General Gazi is afraid to climb the mountain.
Gazi: Mr. Carpenter, are you threatening me?
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JAKE’S CELL (Jake)
(Guard enters)
Jake: How about some decent food for a change, huh? How about some magazines,
some newspapers, an American newspaper, something I can read? A pencil and paper.
Anything! I’m going out of my mind in here! Please, what do I got to do to
catch a break with you guys?
(Guard looks at Jake’s boots)
Guard: John Wayne.
Jake: You want my boots? No, no, that’s all I got left there. Listen, I’ll
teach you how to play poker. I’ll teach you to cheat. OK. All right. I’ll
make a deal with you. But I want a real pencil. I want real paper. I want an
envelope. And I want you to guarantee me that you’ll mail that letter. You do
that and we got a deal. All right? OK.
(Guard leaves)
Jake: Maybe at least I’ll be able to get a letter to Megan. Something...
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BREAK
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BLAIR’S APARTMENT (Blair)
Blair: (opens music box) Max Holden, don’t you dare get in my way and spoil
my plan.
(Enter Addie with sheet music)
Addie: Blair, the shouting. The noise. Are you angry?
Blair: No, no. I’m sorry, mother. I’m sorry. It’s over.
Addie: Where’s my friend?
Blair: Who, Max? He went home.
Addie: I have some songs to sing for him. Call him back. I want you to
call him back!
Blair: OK, maybe later.
Addie: (upset) No! No! No! Mine! Mine! For Max!
(Blair looks at sheet music)
Blair: Has Max seen this? Has he seen this before? Mother! Has he
seen this?
(Addie runs to window and opens it)
Addie: Max! Max!
Blair: Mother, stop it! Stop it! Dammit, stop it!
(Blair drags Addie away from the window. Addie begins to wail.)
Blair: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Shhh, shhh. Listen to me. Mom, listen.
Listen. This is why they put you in the institution. I don’t want you to
have to go back there. I’m trying so hard to keep you here. Listen. You
remember? When we had to run away? Remember that? And people were asking
questions? And they wanted to send you back. You remember?
Addie: (crying) Max! My friend doesn’t want Addie in the room! We want
him here.
Blair: Shhh. Max is just too nosy.
Addie: No! I like him!
Blair: I like him too, I like him too, but we have to be careful. Max is
not a friend that we can afford right now. OK?
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GAZI’S ANTEROOM (Gazi, Andrew)
Gazi: So, Mr. Carpenter, am I to believe that you’re working for the
Senate Armed Services Committee?
Andrew: No, no, no sir. I’m just a friend of the Buchanan family. I only
mention my relatives to give you a sense of the seriousness of my intentions.
Gazi: Your father was a man of his word.
Andrew: And in that respect, sir, I assure you the apple has fallen very near
the tree.
Gazi: Yes. So, then, this is a personal mission.
Andrew: Perhaps.
Gazi: Or how shall we say-- A quest for one’s own grail?
Andrew: If you like.
Gazi: Yes. I admire your courage. But permit me to say I think you are a
little out of your league.
Andrew: General, don’t let my collar mislead you. I am my father’s son. I
know a Viking axe, a Norman mason chain. I know a Spanish crossbow from the
fourteenth century. This little trinket, I believe it’s a talisman from the
Crusades, is it not?
Gazi: Which one?
Andrew: It’s rumored that Saladen, the great Saracen leader, used a talisman
like this to heal Richard-the-Lion-Heart.
Gazi: So you know a little about legends.
Andrew: Oh, I know that in every legend, there’s a little truth.
Gazi: (shows Andrew knife) An heirloom from my grandfather. Italian
Renaissance. Perhaps some day I will tell you the story behind it.
Andrew: (looping talisman over blade) Perhaps I already know it.
Gazi: For a man of God, and an American, you are a refreshing diversion.
Mr. Carpenter, I have a proposition. Since you are on this ambitious quest for
a grail, let us go back to the days of the Crusaders of long ago. (Leads Andrew
into war room) Do you recognize this? (Points to war game)
Andrew: It appears to be part of Richard-the-Lion-Heart’s march on Jerusalem.
Gazi: Indeed. Can you guess the battle?
Andrew: (examining pieces) Richard-the-Lion-Heart and the Crusaders, versus
Saladen and the Saracens, 1191. Saladen massacred three thousand prisoners
that day, didn’t he?
Gazi: I am impressed.
Andrew: “If you knew the truth with certainty, you would see the fire of hell.”
Does not the Koran say?
Gazi: I will take your word for it. I cannot afford the morality of religion.
I am many things, but I am not a hypocrite. No, Mr. Carpenter, what I am is a
warrior. And as a warrior, I relish a challenge. What about you? Are you
ready for a challenge?
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JAKE’S CELL (Jake)
Jake: (to self) Come on, come on. I got your boots, buddy. Let’s get going.
All I want is a pencil and a paper. I get a pencil and a paper, you get your
boots, we got ourselves a deal. Who am I talking to? Come on. Please. Nothing
a pair of cowboy boots won’t buy, eh?
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BREAK
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BLAIR’S APARTMENT (Addie, Blair)
(Doorbell rings)
Blair: Damn. Who is it?
Max’s
voice: It’s me. Jason.
Blair: I’ll be there in a minute.
Addie: Max is here.
Blair: No, no, mom, it’s someone else. Let’s go.
(Blair ushers Addie into the next room. Blair opens door.)
Jason: Hi.
Blair: Hi.
Jason: Are you ready?
Blair: Ready?
Jason: Rodi’s Tavern.
Blair: Oh, gosh, I forgot. Come in, come in. Is Congressman Dudley there
yet?
Jason: Don’t know. Dorian says he might show up this evening. Told us to
get down there.
Blair: Right.
Jason: You know, your memory’s blinking on you. You want to make a jackpot
hit with this story, you know, you got to get your tail in gear. Your coat,
your pad, your pencil, come on. Let’s go.
Blair: OK.
Jason: You know, this place of yours, it isn’t too shabby.
Blair: Tell that to Cassie Callison. She’s letting me stay here.
Jason: Dorian’s daughter?
Blair: The very one.
Jason: Dorian’s doing good by the both of us, now, isn’t she? You get to
stay in her daughter’s fancy place, and both you and I are rocking and rolling
on a very fat expense account.
Blair: What is your point, Jason?
Jason: Me? Just paying attention. Why? Have you got another agenda going
down?
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WANDA’S PLACE (Kevin)
Kevin: Hi. Windsor Hotel? Do you have a LeeAnn Demerest registered there?
Well, could you double-check? Are you sure?
NEW YORK APARTMENT (LeeAnn)
LeeAnn: Yes. I’m calling about the listing you had in the paper about the
studio apartment available for rent? Well, is it still available? It’s not.
WANDA’S PLACE (Kevin)
Kevin: Dem-er-est. She would have checked in a couple of days ago. Well,
do you want me to spell her name for you? Fine! Look, I was just asking, OK?
You don’t have to shout.
NEW YORK APARTMENT (LeeAnn)
LeeAnn: Well, why on earth would you have a listing in today’s paper if the
apartment’s not available? Well, yes, I think it is my business, because I
need a decent place to live. (Hangs up)
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL (Marty, Sarah)
Marty: More goodies for the soap star? I’m surprised Greta Garbo can breathe
in there with all you concerned visitors hovering.
Sarah: Well, maybe you’ll get some visitors yourself today.
Marty: Yeah, right. Princess Di is due at four. We’re having a spot of tea!
Sarah: Well, would you like later to--
Marty: What? Chat about our famous relatives? Yeah, right.
Sarah: You know, you remind me of Megan when she was younger.
Marty: Oh, sure. Fraternity Row just won’t stop calling me for that contract
I’ve got to sign. They’re going to be needing a replacement. Any day now.
Sarah: Marty. Megan likes you.
Marty: Who asked her to?
Sarah: Look, wait, I don’t-- What is your problem? Why are you so--?
Marty: Sensitive and cheery? I don’t know, gosh, tell me, Sarah. Maybe it’s
this meaningful and fulfilling life I’m living.
Sarah: (angry) Yeah, well you want to know something? I don’t really care.
Because you may have lupus, but you have your health. You’re alive, you’re
getting better, and you’re going to be around for a long time. (Sheila enters.)
Megan, my sister, on the other hand, is lying in that room, disappearing. Just
remember that, next time you open your mouth and say bitter and hurtful things.
Marty: Thank you for that meaningful advice!
(Marty storms off.)
Sheila: Sarah?
Sarah: Sheila. Look, I’m really sorry. I just-- She makes me boil.
Sheila: Marty has a lot of emotional pain and she’s going to need a great deal
of patience. Maybe Dr. Jonas was right.
Sarah: Right?
Sheila: Maybe you’re not quite ready to work with patients yet.
Sarah: No, Sheila, I am. Look, I know I shouldn’t have let Marty affect me,
but-- It’s just, Megan is my sister, but-- No, Sheila, I
Promise you, I am ready.
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RODI’S TAVERN (Rodi, Max)
Rodi: And this fine young buck comes straight up to me and says, “What’s a
gorgeous girl like you doing in a dump like this?” This was a few years ago,
you understand. Anyway, I said, “Cowboy, I own this dump. And if you don’t
watch your manners, this gorgeous gal’s going to throw your butt out of that
door so fast, they’ll see the smoke all the way back to Tennessee.”
(Max and Rodi laugh.)
Max: Still think about him, don’t you? Just a bit.
Rodi: Oh, you always think about the dangerous ones. You want to tell me
who it is?
Max: What? Me? Oh, I’m just shooting the breeze.
Rodi: You wish women could be that simple, don’t you? Some pretty young lady
come walking in here, out of the blue, and tell you exactly like it is.
(Mimicking coquette) “I like you. I want you. Come home with me. No strings,
no questions!”
Max: (laughing) Oh, are you kidding? That would scare me to death.
Rodi: Oh, Max Holden. This is Rodi you’re talking to!
Max: You know what I want? I want someone to tell me why it’s alwaysa the
one who tells you to get lost that you just got to have.
(Blair enters.)
Max: And in walks the devil herself.
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Sarah)
Sarah: Megan?
Megan: (feverish) Where am I? Mom, where’s the police?
Sarah: No, Viki’s not here, Megan.
Megan: Why isn’t Jake? Jake said he was going to come back.
Sarah: No, it’s all right. It’s OK. It’s OK.
Megan: Promise me. Promise me. Promise me.
Sarah: Oh, my God. You’re burning up. Just hang on. I’m just going to get
Viki. Hold on.
(Exit Sarah)
Megan: (Tossing and turning) I have to look pretty for Jake. I have to look
pretty for him. I have to look pretty...
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GAZI’S WAR ROOM (Andrew, Gazi)
Gazi: A chance to rewrite history. Well, Reverend?
Andrew: What is your proposition, General?
Gazi: We will fight the third Crusade battle again.
Andrew: On one condition.
Gazi: Speak.
Andrew: If I can win what Richard-the-Lion-Heart couldn’t, you release Jake
from jail today, and I bring him home.
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