ONE LIFE TO LIVE
FRIDAY, JANUARY 31, 1992
Starring
MARK BRETTSCHNEIDER Jason Webb
JAMES DePAIVA Max Holden
MIA KORF Blair Daimler
WORTHAM KRIMMER Andrew Carpenter
JOE LANDO Jake Harrison
LEE PATTERSON Joe Riley
ELAINE PRINCI Dorian Lord
LATANYA RICHARDSON Rodi
CLINT RITCHIE Clint Buchanan
ERIKA SLEZAK Viki Buchanan
MICHAEL STORM Larry Wolek
JESSICA TUCK Megan Harrison
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GAZI’S WAR ROOM (Andrew, Gazi)
Gazi: Richard the Lion-Hearted. Was he truly the brave King soldier of
legend? Or was he a starving, posturing idiot?
Andrew: What did they teach you at Saunders, General?
Gazi: Oh, you know I went to Saunders. You’ve done your homework.
Andrew: I think it would have been disrespectful not to, sir.
Gazi: These are your soldiers. These are mine.
Andrew: Brits. Burgundians. Normans. I know them all. I’m ready.
Gazi: Oh, your father has taught you well. This should prove interesting.
Fight well, Andrew. There is a lot at stake. Jake Harrison’s freedom. Perhaps
even his life.
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BREAK
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RODI’S BAR (Rodi, Max)
Max: Women. Who needs ‘em?
Rodi: You do, darling.
Max: They keep messing up my life, Rodi. I got one woman who’s pretending
that she’s not available and it’s driving me crazy. I got another woman that’s
in the hospital, driving me crazy with worry.
Rodi: Well, how do you know the first one’s pretending?
Max: Because her eyes and I are having a conversation.
(Enter Blair and Jason)
Blair: Let’s talk about the kind of photographs I want.
Jason: Yes, ma’am.
Blair: I want Dudley’s entrance, so keep your eye on the door. The moment he
enters, start shooting. But don’t let him see you.
Jason: No problem.
Blair: If he’s holding hands with this mistress, I want it. And if I know the
Congressman, there should be plenty to shoot. I want to nail Dudley.
Jason: You really don’t like this guy, do you?
Blair: Look, he cost me my job at the BANNER. I just want to return the favor.
(at the bar)
Rodi: I think you’ve been looking down too many empty beer glasses.
Max: I agree, all right. But fill this one up.
Rodi: OK, but I’m going to give you some of my chili to go along with it.
Max: Oh, no. I’ve had my allowance of chili for the day. I had a bowl over
at Wanda’s.
Rodi: Wanda’s? You call that bland glop that Wanda serves up chili? Honey,
forget about it. Real chili shoots a flame through your body and wakes up your
cells and makes you glad that you’re alive.
Max: I wish I’d thought about this a few weeks ago. I have a friend that
could use about a gallon.
Rodi: Oh, now you’re going to go and get all sad on me.
Max: Excuse me.
(Max leaves. Blair arrives.)
Blair: Excuse me.
Rodi: What did you do?
Blair: I’m sorry?
Rodi: Old bar joke. Bad bar joke. What’ll you have, honey?
Blair: I’m from Congressman Paul Dudley’s office. And I’m supposed to meet
him here.
Rodi: Fine by me.
Blair: Have you seen him?
(Enter Max)
Max: Don’t answer. She’s lying.
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JAKE’S CELL (Jake)
(Jake is doing situps. Guard enters.)
Jake: Hey buddy, get the stuff I asked for? OK, good job. Now what else?
Guard: Boots. Boots.
Jake: Boots. Almost forgot. Here you go. I’ve been meaning to get a new
pair. I’m going to hold on to these socks. But unless you want to make some
of that soup that you guys are so fond of, I’ll keep ‘em. It’s a joke.
(Guard leaves. Jakes starts narrating a letter.)
Jake: Dear Megan, I’m going to have to make this note short because writing
letters here is considered a real no-no. I don’t know how I’ll get this to you,
but what I do know is how much I love you and miss you. Without you, I feel
like half of who I am.
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Viki, Larry, Clint)
Larry: Her temperature’s up to 103.
Viki: Well, what are you going to do about it?
Larry: Try to get it down, if we can.
Viki: What do you mean if we can?
Clint: Honey.
Viki: For Pete’s sake, Larry, are you’re going to tell me now you don’t have
anything to break a fever?
Clint: She’s very upset.
Viki: Of course I’m upset! His whole staff has given up on her.
Larry: That’s not true, Viki.
Clint: They’re doing everything they can.
Viki: Do you know something? I am so sick of hearing that! There’s more that
can be done. Much more. And it’s going to be done. And she is going to get
better.
(Clint pulls Larry aside)
Larry: She’s going to collapse, Clint.
Clint: I know that.
Larry: Well, she can’t go on like this.
Clint: Well, I’m trying to take her home.
Viki: Will you two stop talking about me as if I’m not even here?
Larry: Viki, Viki, you’ve got to get some rest.
Viki: Larry, you are my friend and I don’t want to be angry with you, so
stop nagging me. Do something to help my daughter!
Larry: I’m nagging you because if you continue to push yourself like this,
you’re gonna drop. As far as Megan is concerned, I give you my word that--
Clint: Viki, Larry hasn’t slept in two days. The nurses told me.
Larry: Look, I’ll be back later.
(Larry exits)
Clint: I’m going to get you some tea, and you’re going to drink it with no
arguments. OK?
Viki: Tea would be very nice, thank you.
(Clint leaves)
Viki: (to Megan) The doctors are wrong, darling. And you and I are going
to prove it.
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BREAK
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Viki)
Viki: And then, when you’re well enough to travel, I think we’ll go away on
a long holiday. That would be nice, wouldn’t it? A nice long vacation. We’ll
take the whole family. Well, maybe we won’t. Maybe we’ll just go-- the women
will just go. That would be nice. Never done that before. Just girls. My
lovely daughters and I. My-- (Breaks down into tears) My beautiful girl.
Gosh, Megan. I remember the first time I saw you after we found out you and I
were mother and daugther. Oh, Lord, we were so anxious with each other, weren’t
we?
--FLASHBACK TO 1989
Megan: Viki, I’m tired right now. I didn’t sleep very much last night.
Viki: I have spent endless sleepless nights wondering about my lost daughter.
Fearing I would never, ever see her.
Megan: I’m sorry if you were hurt. I really am. But--
Viki: Too many people have suffered for too long. It’s time to end all that
now. It’s time to heal the wounds and begin again. Together. Megan, I gave
birth to you. Even though I was denied the joy of raising you, you and I are
still mother and daughter. We cannot change the past. The best thing to do is
accept it. I think I can help you. Please, give me a chance.
--BACK TO 1992
Viki: So do you remember that? Megan. Baby, wake up. Wake up, sweetheart.
Do you remember that? Gosh, I was so nervous. You were so determined that you
were not going to give me a chance. Do you remember that, Megan?
Megan: (stirring) I was pretty obnoxious, wasn’t it?
Viki: (laughing) No. No, you’ve never been obnoxious. You were scared.
--FLASHBACK TO 1989
Megan: If you want me to throw my arms around you and tell you that I love you,
I can’t.
Viki: Yes, I would like that very much. But I know it’s not going to happen
today. Perhaps it will take a very long time for it to happen. If ever. If you
and I had not been separated when you were born, we would have been mother and
daughter first, and then hopefully we would have become friends later on. As it
is, we have to reverse the natural process and we have to begin by being friends.
But that’s not going to happen unless you’re willing to give us a chance. Megan,
please. Please, let’s try to make up for the time we lost together. Megan--
Megan: I can’t. I already have a mother who held me and sang to me and taught
me to read and write. And comforted me.
Viki: Yes. And she gave you not only love, she gave you an identity. I’m
aware of that. The last thing in the world I want is to try to take her place.
I am simply hoping that perhaps one day, you will find a little place in your
heart for me too.
Megan: I’ve gone all this time without you, and you without me. Why can’t we
just leave it that way?
Viki: Because our lives have changed now. I know you feel that everything has
been pulled out from underneath you, and you’re terrified. But I think that I can
help you now.
Megan: I don’t need your help, Viki. I don’t want your help. I don’t want
your friendship.
Viki: No. No, tell me you don’t mean that. (Goes to hug her)
Megan: No! Just don’t touch me. Please just get out of my room, all right?
Just get out of my life.
--BACK TO 1992
Viki: We got off to a late start, and a pretty rough start. But I didn’t lose
you then. And by God, I’m not going to lose you now.
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GAZI’S WAR ROOM (Gazi, Andrew)
Andrew: All right, General. The Crusaders will wheel away.
Gazi: Flee the field.
Andrew: Hardly. It’s a tactical manuever so I can confront your calvary head on.
Gazi: Exposing your left. A dangerous weakness. Can you see it now, Andrew?
The sky black with arrows. A deadly rain falls on the English troops.
Andrew: I see it, General. An apt and poetic setting for my Crusaders to charge.
Gazi: It occurs to me that you are enjoying this all too much.
Andrew: Only a game, General. Just a game.
Gazi: It makes me wonder if the real thing wouldn’t have appealed to you.
Andrew: The Crusades?
Gazi: The war, the violence, the beauty of the war.
Andrew: I don’t think so.
Gazi: You are of the opinion that violence is never justified?
Andrew: I think there are better ways to resolve dispute. Much better.
Gazi: Yes. But no clearer ways. At the end of the battle, the issue is settled.
Andrew: Your kind of man takes pleasure in violence. My kind doesn’t.
Gazi: But it’s part of you. Part of all of our lives. Look at your friend, Jake.
Andrew: What about Jake?
Gazi: We’ll, he deals in death, your Mr. Harrison. He deals in weapons. And you,
a pacifist, come to rescue him. (Gazi laughs as he moves his men) Your move,
Reverend Carpenter.
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JAKE’S CELL (Jake)
Jake: (writing letter) I can take just about anything that they throw at me here,
except being away from you. I should really go now. My love--
(Guard enters)
Guard: Halt! Put your hands up!
Jake: What’s the problem now?
Guard: What is that?
Jake: It’s a laundry list, you guys have been putting too much starch--
Guard: You know this is forbidden!
(Jake throws a punch)
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BREAK
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RODI’S BAR (Rodi, Max, Blair)
Rodi: Which one is the liar here, honey. You or Max?
Blair: OK, I’m not from Congressman Paul Dudley’s office. But it is very
important that I meet him.
Rodi: Well, so why didn’t you say that, instead of lying?
Blair: Thought you might start asking questions.
Rodi: Honey, the only questions I ask in here are what’ll you have and
who’s taking you home? Now, as for the Congressman, he’s come and gone.
Blair: No!
Rodi: He left about an hour ago. So, about my question, what’ll you have?
Blair: A beer.
Rodi: You got it.
Blair: Would you happen to know, was he with anyone? Say, a woman?
Rodi: Even if he was--
Blair: You wouldn’t tell me.
Rodi: Rodi’s rules. See some evil, hear some evil, but definitely speak no
evil. It doesn’t pay. Drink up, honey.
Blair: Thanks.
(Rodi exits)
Max: Listen, I got a bright idea. Why don’t we just start over again?
Pretend we just met. I picked you up. OK, OK, you picked me up. I’m such a
pushover. So we just met, we’re having a few drinks and we’re exchanging
witty conversation, snappy one-liners with sexual meanings.
(Jason walks up)
Jason: What’s going on?
Max: Have you always had this sense of timing, or is something you’ve been
working on?
Blair: Nothing is going on, it’s a wash-out. Dudley left.
Jason: Great. That’s great.
Blair: We’re going to have to come back another night.
Jason: You want me to take you home?
Blair: No, it’s OK. I’ll take a cab.
Jason: Are you sure?
Max: She’s sure.
Jason: Blair. Are you sure?
Blair: I’m sure.
Jason: You’re sure.
Blair: I’m sure!
Jason: All right. I don’t get it.
(Jason exists)
Blair: (to Max) May I ask why you are drinking so much? Is it a woman?
(Max nods) Well, I suppose I should be honored. Oh, it’s not--
Max: It’s Megan.
Blair: How’s she doing?
Max: She’s real sick.
Blair: I didn’t realize you two were so close.
Max: Used to be. We still have deep feelings for each other. It was a while
back.
Blair: Were you lovers?
Max: (nodding) And best friends. What we had together was something that
doesn’t come along too often.
Blair: That’s nice.
Max: Yeah, nice. Nice. Falling in love is nice. What me and Megan had
was nice. Why don’t you tell me about your first great passion. Wasn’t that
nice?
Blair: I really wouldn’t know.
Max: Why don’t you just tell me something about yourself?
Blair: Maybe I’ve never had a great passion.
Max: Why not?
Blair: Maybe there are other things to live for besides love.
Max: Not for a passionate woman like you.
Blair: Come on.
Max: What is it? Is this embarassment I see?
Blair: I am not embarrassed!
Max: No? Do you know what embarassment is? You know, you better watch out,
Blair. Because you’re about ready to settle down to a very dry, dull life.
Blair: Pardon me, isn’t this the Max Holden with the dreams of an empire.
Gold from mud?
Max: See, I have a passion. You should too.
Blair: Maybe I don’t have all this passion that you’re talking about. Maybe
that kind of passion is dangerous.
Max: You got it. You have more than your share. The problem is, you keep
it all locked up inside yourself. Just like you keep your mother locked up.
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LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Viki)
(Clint enters)
Clint: Here you go, honey. Might be a little on the tart side. I think I
overdid the lemon.
Viki: As long as it’s strong.
Clint: Well, I told them industrial strength.
Viki: It’s good. Hot.
Clint: As soon as you’re finished, then I’m going to take you home.
Viki: No. Not yet.
Clint: Honey, you can’t go on like this.
Viki: No, Megan’s going to wake up. I know she’s going to wake up. But you
see, I have to keep talking to her. (To Megan) I know you can hear me darling,
and I know you’re listening to me. But of course that wasn’t always the case,
was it? I mean, it wasn’t always the case that we listened to each other. But
the one thing I remember hearing loud and clear-- the first time you called me
your mother.
--FLASHBACK TO 1989
Megan: You are my mother, Viki. But I just-- you can’t expect too much too
soon. I can’t promise any results. I can’t promise a mother-and-daughter bonding
right away. But I can promise you friendship and understanding. And who knows,
maybe a few pictures for the family album.
--BACK TO 1992
Viki: It still took us a long time to get close. But it was time worth
spending. Because we became good friends, good friends. And then, our love grew
out of that. And it grew some more. And it’s still growing. Isn’t it, darling?
And we still have so much time for it to grow even more. You know, Megan, that’s
what I really want. I want to be very, very old and I want you sitting in this
chair at my bedside, in the right order. Please, God, the right order. That’s
why you have to get well, Megan. You have to.
Megan: (Groggy) Finish the story.
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Megan: I’ve been asleep a long time.
Clint: But you heard her. You know, she was going to keep on talking until you
opened those beautiful blue eyes.
Megan: What were you talking about?
Viki: Oh, nothing much. I guess rambling a lot, just mostly about the past.
The important thing is you did hear me, and you woke up.
Clint: And now that she has your attention, I think I'll drift on over to
Llanfair and check on the kids.
Megan: Send everyone my love.
Clint: Oh, you bet I will. Honey, if you need me, you know where I’ll be.
Viki: Thank you, yes.
(They kiss)
Clint: I’ll see you later.
(Clint exists)
Megan: You’ve been here the whole time?
Viki: Sure.
Megan: Talking to me?
Viki: Oh sure. Where else would I be? What else would I do? (Laughs)
Megan: Talk to me some more.
Viki: OK. Let’s see, before you woke up, what was I talking about? Oh, I
know. I was thinking of the time when you and I were just learning to be mother
and daughter. Remember, we were so tentative at first, and it was so hard to
break the ice. But then you said one thing. Do you remember when you said,
let’s share secrets?
--FLASHBACK TO 1989
Megan: I have an idea. Why don’t you tell me something that you’ve always
wanted me to know, and I’ll then tell you something about myself that I’ve
always wanted you to know.
Viki: OK, but you go first.
Megan: OK. I’ve always admired you for being the publisher of a major
newspaper. And I’ve been doing a little writing on the side. And I’d like you
to look at it and give me your honest opinion.
Viki: (Laughs) I would be thrilled. But my honest opinion right now is
that I couldn’t give you an honest opinion.
Megan: Why not?
Viki: Because I’m your mother. Because you’re my daughter. Maternal bias
would get in the way.
Megan: Viki, how am I going to learn from you if you can’t put your
prejudices aside?
Viki: OK, I’ll look at it.
Megan: OK, good. OK, now it’s your turn.
Viki: Well, you mustn’t laugh at me.
Megan: I won’t. I promise. Cross my heart.
Viki: OK. I watch your show.
Megan: No, really?
Viki: Yes. And I think you are a wonderful actress.
Megan: Well, thank you.
Viki: I’ve never seen a show like yours, a soap opera, being, done or
filmed, or whatever you call it. I would love to come to your set sometime and
watch you work, if I could.
Megan: Ask and ye shall receive. I can set it up for tomorrow morning.
--BACK TO 1992
Viki: Do you remember that?
Megan: How could I forget? You were at Fraternity Row the next day.
Viki: Yes. I was playing a nurse.
Megan: You were so nervous.
Viki: No. No, I was petrified. (Laughs)
Megan: (Drifting off) Good thing you didn’t give up your day job.
Viki: Megan? Megan, don’t leave me. Megan?
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GAZI’S WAR ROOM (Gazi, Andrew)
Gazi: It would appear you have the tactical advantage.
Andrew: Advantage has always struck me as a strange word when mens’ lives are
at stake. I remember my father always used to say, when you have the advanatage,
press it.
Gazi: Frankly, I doubt you have the stomach to see this battle through to its
end.
Andrew: Don’t count on it, General. My knights break through your center. You
pull in your ranks, I move around them. I let loose Burgundians on the left,
Normans on the right. Richard widens the center breach, faces Jerusalem, and
captures the day. Game, set, match.
Gazi: Game and set, maybe. But far from the match. Your Crusaders have won
at Darsoff. The road is open to Jerusalem. Now you have to take it.
Andrew: Consider it done. Do you concede?
Gazi: No, I do not concede. You have to do it. I want to see you do it,
Reverend.
(Andrew circles the table, looking for another option)
Andrew: I think I know now why Richard never took Jerusalem.
Gazi: You hesitate. I wonder why?
Andrew: Because I can imagine thousands and thousands of men, sick, bloody,
weary from war. Can’t you?
Gazi: What about them?
Andrew: If I order them to march, the majority will definitely--
Gazi: Die. Yes. So what. They are soldiers. They die, so you win.
Andrew: No, General. I need more time. I can find another way. I can.
Gazi: No, there is no other way. You can’t do it, can you? I knew it! You
don’t have the stomach for it! (Sweeps the table clean) You lose! And the
penalty for losing is death. But, I will spare you because of the respect I bear
your father, the General. Ah, you wish to see Jake Harrison. Your wish is
granted. Guard!
(Guard enters to take Andrew away. Andrew places the last soldier on the table
and exits.)
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BREAK
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JAKE’S CELL (Jake)
(Andrew is thrown in. Gazi and guards follow.)
Gazi: A roommate for you, Harrison.
Jake: Great, General. You know me, the more the merrier. I love a party.
Gazi: You and your old friend can party together, then. In fact, you can
spend days upon days upon days partying. Years, perhaps.
Andrew: You can’t hold me here, General.
Gazi: Yes. Beg your pardon?
Andrew: My people know where I am.
Gazi: Your lofty relations. I suppose they’re mounting a crusade for your
liberation.
Andrew: I suppose they will, as international law applies.
Gazi: Yes. I am constantly pestered by my government to follow this foolish
law. One more reason why I intend to dispose of my government as soon as I can.
(Laughs) But as for the law, you have broken it. You are a spy.
Andrew: I’m a what?
Gazi: A spy, a spy. You know, an agent for a foreign power.
Andrew: Yes, I know what a spy is. What evidence do you have that I’ve been
spying?
Gazi: I don’t know. Perhaps I will find microfilm of military installations
in your collar.
Andrew: In my collar. That’s very imaginative and totally absurd.
Gazi: Mmm. That’s part of its charm. Now, as much as I would like to stay
and chat, I am afraid I must cut short my visit.
Jake: There’s anothing thing that I'd like to cut short if I had my way,
General.
Gazi: I used to find you amusing, Harrison. But your bravado grows tiresome.
Perhaps your friend will regenerate your sense of humor.
(Gazi and guards leave)
Andrew: So you must be Jake. Are you OK?
Jake: Don’t worry about it, I’m used to it. The General seems to think we’re
friends. I don’t know you, do I?
Andrew: No, you don’t, Jake.
Jake: I didn’t think so. See, I’ve got a really good memory when it comes to
faces, and your face I don’t remember.
Andrew: Look. Jake, I may have made some bad mistakes here, and if I did, I
apologize.
Jake: Apologize for what, padre?
Andrew: I came here from the States. From Llanview.
Jake: Oh, Llanview. What a coincidence.
Andrew: Megan sends her love. She’s in the hospital, Jake. We need to find a
way to get you out of here, get you home as quickly as possible. She needs to see
you.
Jake: Nice try.
Andrew: What?
Jake: No, nice try. I got to admit, you’re pretty believable. And I think
you’re probably the best one they’ve planted in here so far.
Andrew: What are you talking about? Planted? You think I’m working for these
people?
Jake: Oh. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. But you expect me to believe
that you’re going to risk your life to save me? I don’t think so.
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DORIAN’S PENTHOUSE (Dorian, Jason)
Dorian: Oh! Jason, I was just-- What are you doing?
Jason: Packing.
Dorian: I see. Where are you going?
Jason: To New York.
Dorian: Oh, all right, I suppose you’re going to see a couple of plays or go to
a few concerts, and knowing your insatiable appetite for culture, you will probably
end up at the Met to see some new opera.
Jason: You think you’re a riot, don’t you.
Dorian: No, but I think you owe me an explanation.
Jason: I don’t owe you a damn thing, Dorian.
Dorian: Why are you going to New York?
Jason: To see a friend.
Dorian: Male or female? (Takes paper out of Jason’s hand)
Jason: Give that back to me.
Dorian: Oh. Box 74, Yours Truly Mail Service, 500 West 43rd Street.
Jason: I said give it back.
Dorian: Who is she, Jason?
Jason: I’ve got to go.
Dorian: Not until you tell me!
Jason: I don’t have to tell you anything! Do you understand that? You
don’t own me, all right?
Dorian: Well, I think I have some rights. After all, I do pay quite a
large rent here.
Jason: Oh yeah? And what was that, was that a complaint? Look, there are
no pictures. Congressman Dudley didn’t show up. That’s the only plans we
have for this week, so as far as I’m concerned, I’m free. OK? You got that?
Dorian: Jason.
Jason: Are there any questions? I’ll see you.
Dorian: When?
Jason: When I get back.
(Jason leaves)
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RODI’S BAR (Max, Blair)
Blair: You think I am hurting my mother.
Max: That’s not what I said. I don’t think what you’re doing is good for
her.
Blair: I love her.
Max: I don’t doubt that for one second.
Blair: Well, whatever I do, I do for her own good.
Max: You can’t keep her locked up. She’s got to breathe.
Blair: Thank you. Dr. Holden. I think I told you, I already have a doctor
for her in Philadelphia, and he is the very best. Because now I can afford him.
Max: Being able to afford things, that’s important to you?
Blair: Well, what on earth is wrong with being successful?
Max: Chasing after Dorian Lord and kissing up to Asa Buchanan is not being
successful. You’ll end up being like them.
Blair: Well, who made you my guardian angel?
Max: I volunteered.
Blair: Yeah, well, I don’t need you to be my conscience. Or to remind me what
life is like among the poor.
Max: How could I be poor when I’m happy? Are you happy, Blair?
Blair: I’m doing just fine, thank you very much.
Max: What drives you? Hmm?
Blair: What, you have a few beers and all of a sudden you’re an analyst?
Max: Is it your mother?
Blair: Are you charging me by the hour, Max?
Max: Can I tell you something? You’re not going to make up for all her
years of suffering by setting her up in the lap of luxury.
Blair: OK, I am warning you, Max.
Max: Jewelery and expensive clothes aren’t going to cut it, Blair.
Blair: Don’t tell me how to take care of my mother!
Max: Anything else you want to tell me?
Blair: Yes. Just stay away from my home. Just stay away from my mother.
Please, stay away from me.
Max: You need passion in your life, Blair. And I’m the man to give it
to you. You’ll go home tonight, and you’re going to get into bed, and
you’re going to close your eyes, and you’re going to see me.
Blair: You like to play games, don’t you, Max?
Max: I like to win.
Blair: Do you know how to play solitaire? Why don’t you keep a pack of
cards handy? You’re going to need something to hug you by yourself.
Because you are in for one hell of a long wait.
(Blair exits.)
--
LLANVIEW HOSPITAL; MEGAN’S ROOM (Megan, Viki)
Megan: I’m scared, Viki.
Viki: Oh, darling, I’m right here.
Megan: I feel like I’m drifting. Drifting to some kind of darkness.
Viki: No, no. It’s going to be all right. Really.
Megan: I’m so afraid that I’ll drift too far and never come back.
Viki: Hey, you hold on to my hand. I’m not going to let you go.
Megan: OK, Mom.
Viki: Mom? (Smiles) You called me Mom. You never said that very much.
Megan: I save it for special occasions.
Viki: Oh, God, Megan, we lost so many years. I’d give anything to have
them back.
Megan: There always seemed to be so much time, so much time for me to
learn about my family. Tell me about the past.
Viki: About the past. Well, alright. How far back do you want me to go?
Megan: Tell me about when you and Clint first met.
Viki: Oh, my goodness. Well, you are going back far into dusty memories.
Megan: Forget?
Viki: (Smiling) Yeah. No, not really.
Megan: Tell me. Talk to me, Mom. Don’t let me drift away.
Viki: OK, OK. Let’s see. When I first met Clint, I was married to Joe.
Joe Riley. Joe was sick, and he stayed out very, very late one night. And
I was very worried. And then suddenly the door opened, and there stood Joe.
Drunk. And beside him was a cowboy.
--FLASHBACK TO 1979 (Clint, Joe, Viki)
Joe: I’m sorry, sweetheart. We got to drinking and talking and time
just got away.
Viki: Yes, I’m very aware of that fact that you’ve been drinking. And
if I have you to thank for that, sir, or if you are under the impression
that you can continue the party here, I’m terribly sorry, you cannot.
Clint: Well, now, ma'am. I’m sure sorry I led this gentleman down the
path to sin. But I’m certainly aware that the party is over. I’m just
delivering him to you. I’m on my way out.
Joe: No, hold it just a minute. Stay, Clint, and get to know my
gorgeous wife.
--BACK TO 1992
Viki: That is exactly what he said. (Imitating Joe’s drunkenness) You
godda meet my gorgeous wife.
Megan: (Smiling) I love your stories.
Viki: (Smiling) You love my stories? Hey, I’ve got a million of ‘em.
Megan: Tell me. Tell me everything about the past.
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