Port Charles Transcript Tuesday 6/26/01

By John
Proofread by Beth

Livvie: So call as soon as you get this message, ok? I love you, Jack.

Livvie: Stop. Stop. It was just a dream. Right? I mean, a dream.

[Knock on door]

Livvie: Jack.

Alison: Livvie, hi.

Livvie: Alison, thank God you're here.

Jamal: What's wrong, Livvie?

Livvie: I think Jack may be in trouble.

Jamal: He's not the only one. You might be in trouble, too.

Lucy: Karen.

Karen: Hey.

Lucy: Hi. Listen, any change in Jack since I left last night?

Karen: Oh, there's been change, all right.

Lucy: What do you mean? For the worse?

Karen: Well, we had to give him a blood transfusion.

Lucy: What?

Karen: He was anemic. We gave him some plasma, hydrated him --

Lucy: And that didn't help?

Karen: Well, most people feel better, but we couldn't believe his reaction.

Lucy: What do you mean? What kind of reaction?

Karen: Well, take a look for yourself.

Lucy: Jack?

Jack: Hey, Lucy.

Lucy: Uh, hey, Jack.

Jack: Hey, you're on the hospital board, right? Do you think you could talk to somebody about letting me out of here? I really need to find Livvie.

Karen: The most amazing recovery I've ever seen.

Ian: What do you say?

Eve: I still say it is the most beautiful ring I have ever seen.

Ian: No -- what do you say about going inside? Or are you going to look at that Cracker Jack prize I gave you?

Eve: Cracker Jack?

Ian: Got your attention, didn't I?

Eve: Oh, you're funny. Come on, I can't wait to go inside and tell Michael that we are engaged.

Ian: Let me get that for you.

Eve: Why, thank you. Michael?

Ian: Padre, are you there?

Eve: Michael? Maybe he's out chopping wood.

Ian: Going to check?

Eve: Yeah.

Ian: Ok.

Eve: Wait a minute.

[Faint pounding]

Eve: Do you hear that?

Ian: I hear something.

Eve: What is it?

Ian: Let's find out.

Eve: Wait a minute. Something's not right here. Look. Michael's toolbox.

Ian: Something's wrong here.

[Faint pounding]

Eve: There it is again. It's coming from over there.

Ian: The cellar.

Eve: Let's go. Maybe we should check --

Ian: No. He had his brother locked up in there.

Eve: I know.

Ian: He's dangerous.

Eve: We can't just walk away. What do we do?

Eve: Hi.

Ian: Hi.

Eve: Caleb?

Ian: Michael?

Eve: Michael. Oh, my God. Are you all right?

Ian: What happened?

Michael: He locked me down here.

Ian: Who? Your brother?

Eve: Here. Here. Here.

Michael: Thank you. I was just trying to counsel him.

Eve: What about?

Michael: A woman he's got -- he's obsessed. He's got this fixation.

Ian: How long have you been down here?

Michael: Not sure.

Ian: Easy.

Eve: Well, I am sure. Listen, your brother's crossed the line this time.

Michael: No, Eve, don't, please.

Eve: No. This is not just about you or your brother anymore. There is a woman involved here.

Michael: No, listen to me. You don't understand. You're only going to make things worse.

Ian: Stay down. This has to be dealt with.

Eve: That's right. Now, this is for your own good and for your brother's. You helped us. Now let us help you.

Michael: Oh, no.

Eve: Hello? Connect me with the sheriff's office, please.

Sam: Ramsey. We got to talk now.

Chris: Starting my rotation takes precedence over listening to your lies.

Sam: I wasn't lying.

Chris: You're pathological. Excuse me.

Sam: Will you just listen? Look, it takes a lot to scare me, ok? A lot to shake me up.

Chris: And?

Sam: And your brother's scaring me. If you're smart, you're going to do something about that maniac while you still can because you could be next on his hit parade, doctor.

Jack: But I keep trying to tell you, the only thing wrong with me is I'm not with Livvie. That's all.

Lucy: You didn't find anything, you know, that could have happened being hit by a bullet, nothing?

Karen: No, there was no trace of impact, not even a bruise.

Lucy: But there was a hole in his jacket.

Karen: I know. Well, it could have been from anything, or maybe it was the bullet and it hit your wallet or your keys.

Jack: I don't understand what the problem is here. I'm fine.

Karen: Patients in the shape you were in don't recover in full that fast.

Jack: Well, it's not the first time being the exception to a rule.

Karen: I think we need to rerun your blood work. I'll be right back.

Jack: No, Doc, don't be long, all right, because I want out of here.

Lucy: Jack, no. No --

Jack: No, Lucy, no. I need to be with Livvie. Ok? And you could have brought her here.

Lucy: No, I couldn't have.

Jack: Yes, you could.

Lucy: No, I couldn't have, not until we straighten something out here, like what happened to you at the lighthouse. That was bad. You don't remember what happened?

Jack: Ok, I remember bits and pieces before making it to the lighthouse.

Lucy: Ok, bits -- bits and pieces.

Jack: Yeah. Zach's motorcycle gang. I remember them surrounding me and attacking me.

Lucy: They attacked you?

Jack: Yeah.

Lucy: Well, do you think that's what happened to you? Is that what could have started this?

Jack: I don't know, I don't know. I just know that they jumped me.

Lucy: Ok, go on. They jumped you, and what?

Jack: And then it was over -- and there were -- there were all these -- all these bodies laying around, like --

Lucy: Like what?

Jack: Like the carnage, like you see in the movies, like with "Braveheart," with all these bodies are -- oh, no, no.

Lucy: Ok, wait. Take it easy. Yeah, take it easy. It's ok.

Jack: No, no, I need Livvie.

Lucy: No, you need to calm down.

Jack: No, I need her right now, ok? Trust me, I will be fine if I'm just with Livvie. Ok? Please?

Jamal: I don't know how to help him, but Jack is out of control.

Livvie: And I know if that pack of motorcycle monkeys got hurt, they deserved what they got.

Alison: We are not saying that they didn't.

Livvie: Then what are you saying?

Alison: Jack is not the same guy that he used to be.

Livvie: So? None of us are. We change.

Jamal: No, no, Livvie, not like this.

Livvie: Like what? He hasn't done anything to me.

Jamal: No, not yet.

Livvie: Not ever, and I'll never give up on him. I love him. If anyone should understand --

Alison: Livvie, I do, ok? I do. We're not saying to turn your back on him.

Livvie: No, you're saying I should stop seeing him. Well, forget it.

Jamal: Ok, Livvie, listen, just do this for me, then. Just steer clear of the guy until we get back, ok?

Livvie: From where?

Jamal: Try to get some answers.

Alison: Trust us, please. Ok, we just want to talk to somebody, see if they can maybe explain why Jack is acting the way he is.

Livvie: Ok.

Alison: Ok.

Livvie: Ok, I was just going to stay here and study and go to bed early anyway. I'll lock up as soon as you guys leave.

Jamal: Ok, and you won't answer to anybody except me or Ali, right?

Livvie: Fine. But Jack loves me. I know that.

Jamal: Well, it doesn't mean he can't hurt you. Ok? Remember that.

Livvie: Jack wouldn't hurt me.

Michael: I was trying to talk to my brother about his personal relationship problems, and he got angry.

Sheriff: And locked you in the cellar.

Michael: To get back at me.

Deputy: For locking him in the cellar.

Eve: This is not your typical case of sibling rivalry.

Ian: We're talking about a violent man here. He almost destroyed this entire church.

Sheriff: You actually saw this Caleb rip the place apart, doctor?

Ian: No --

Eve: Well, no, but we saw the damage afterward.

Deputy: Too bad. If you'd witnessed the vandalism, we'd have something to prosecute.

Sheriff: We can only write this up as a domestic desecration of property, assuming you want to press charges, padre.

Michael: Which I don't.

Eve: Oh.

Michael: There's nothing you can say, Eve, or you, Ian.

Sheriff: Oh, that's it, then. Thank you for saving me the paperwork.

Eve: Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's it? You're just going to walk away?

Sheriff: That's his call. I'd steer clear of your brother for a few days if I were you. Good day.

Ian: Oh.

Eve: Michael, that was a mistake.

Ian: You just let him get away with murder.

Michael: You don't know what you're talking about, either of you. You think you can come in here and tell me how to live my life.

Eve: Michael, please --

Michael: No, you don't know the first thing about what I've been through or what my brother needs.

Ian: Maybe not, but we're trying to help you.

Michael: Leave us alone. Please, leave me alone.

Alison: So I think I know how to get all the information out of your cousin.

[Knock on door]

Jamal: Good, because she's here.

Jamal: Hey, cuz.

Dara: Hey.

Alison: Dara, hi!

Dara: I got 15 minutes. You wanted some information. What is it for?

Alison: My screenplay.

Dara: Your what?

Alison: Yeah, I'm writing a movie, and I just need to know all kinds of stuff about death stuff. Come on in. Sit down.

Dara: Death stuff?

Alison: Yeah.

Jamal: She gets these crazy ideas sometimes.

Dara: Oh.

Jamal: You know.

Alison: Ok, so here's my story. There's this person who's dead and cold and comes back to life again after he's been buried.

Jamal: Yeah, I keep telling her you know nothing about stuff like that, so --

Dara: You know what? Actually, I do. I had the scare of my life one night talking to the coroner. There was this guy laying on the table with a toe tag. All of a sudden, he just sat up and opened his eyes right before the autopsy was about to begin. Whoo.

Alison: Whoa.

Jamal: You're kidding, right?

Dara: No, I'm not kidding. It was a diabetic coma. I mean, his vitals were off the bottom of the chart.

Alison: Ok, so then it could happen. A person could be cold and dead and buried and come back to life again.

Dara: Once he's buried and he's embalmed, it's pretty much over.

Alison: Ok, what if it wasn't really a real burial, you know, like, official --

Jamal: Ok, Ali, let's --

Alison: And the person was cold and really just clawed his way out of the coffin and just came back and had this super X-men strength?

Dara: And what if this isn't about a screenplay?

Jamal: What are you talking about?

Dara: I'm talking about the kind of trouble that you and Miss Hollywood here seem to get into once every week since you've been together, cuz. Now, what's going on? Don't give me a line about a screenplay, ok? What are you two up to now?

Chris: Sounds like you're wearing your helmet a little tight, Sam.

Sam: Look, I wasn't lying about seeing Jack in that ravine, and I wasn't lying about him being dead, either.

Chris: Well, he's not dead now.

Sam: Yeah, well, coming back from the dead is just the beginning. Wait till you hear what he did last night.

Chris: Will this story have princes and fairy godmothers? Maybe a little troll that lives under a bridge. I like those. It makes stories interesting.

Sam: My friends are gone. They left town. You want to know why?

Chris: The suspense is killing me.

Sam: Because your lone little brother went super-commando and left them all for dog meat in an alley.

Chris: Must be a really tough group you run with. What, do you ride mopeds?

Sam: This is no joke. He wiped up the sidewalk with three guys twice his size. They scraped up the leftovers and booked, man. They're not coming back. I got no backup. I'm scared he'll come after me next.

Chris: Well, if I were you, I'd be on my way out of town, as well.

Sam: You're not going to help me?

Chris: What do you want me to do? I'm a doctor. Ok? Go tell the story to the police or a movie exec. Maybe they'll buy it, because I'm not.

Lucy: Yeah, that's the only possible explanation is maybe something did happen to you in those woods.

Jack: Like the same thing that happened with Victor's friend.

Lucy: Yeah, yeah. His name is Judge Kurland, and he was kind of acting like you. He went crazy, very strange.

Jack: Maybe -- maybe something stung me. Maybe there's some poison in me or something. Maybe that's what's wrong with me.

Chris: It's possible. Karen caught me up.

Jack: She's wasting her time and so are you.

Chris: Don't get me wrong, Jack. I couldn't care less about you, but every summer, G.H. sees a few cases of people catching a strange fever after being in those woods.

Lucy: We do?

Chris: Yeah. It's usually lyme disease, but we need to run a few tests just to make sure --

Jack: What do you think I am, some kind of lousy guinea pig?

Chris: Relax. I have a responsibility.

Jack: I don't care about your responsibility, Chris. You'd better get out of here before I get up and rearrange your face.

Karen: Ok, Jack, I have the lab waiting to run your blood tests again.

Jack: No, no. No, I'm through. I'm through donating.

Chris: Just what we need. I'll take that. I'd be happy to get the sample --

Jack: Stay away from me with that thing, all right, or you're going to be replacing blood that you lose. Stay away.

Lucy: Wait, wait, wait. They're trying to help you, Jack.

Jack: Lucy, I know what they're trying, ok?

Chris: Jack --

Jack: Stay --

Chris: Hey, we just need a little blood.

Jack: Stay away.

Lucy: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What are you doing?

Chris: Karen --

Lucy: Jack --

Jack: I'm getting out of here.

Chris: Jack, relax, ok?

Jack: I said stay away. All right? Stay away, Chris!

Chris: Hey --

Lucy: Jack, come on. You don't want to --

Jack: I'm telling -- I'm warning you -- stay away.

Chris: Jack, get back in bed.

Jack: I will kill -- I will kill you.

Chris: Ok, get back in bed.

Jack: I will kill all of you.

Chris: Let's go -- Jack! Call security. Get them up here now. Jack?

Jack: Stay away.

Chris: What's wrong with you? Now you either calm down and get back in that bed --

Jack: Or what, huh? Come on, Chris. You think you can take me? Come on, let me see what you got, big brother. Come on. Come on.

Chris: Hey, we need to calm him down.

Guard: Take it easy, buddy.

Jack: But you can't stop me!

Chris: Jack --

Guard: Get back here!

Lucy: Jack!

P.A. Announcer: code blue, sixth floor. Code blue --

Sam: You should have listened while you had the chance, smart guy.

Ian: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insult you or your brother.

Michael: I'm sorry, too, Ian. I know how hard it is to understand this.

Ian: Oh, well, no, I have a brother. I understand, believe me.

Michael: Apology accepted, then. If you two don't mind, I -- I'd like to maybe go outside for a while. After being cooped up for so long, I could use some fresh air.

Eve: Fresh air, yeah, that's good. Good idea.

Ian: Maybe we should think about heading home.

Eve: No. I'm not letting him get rid of us that easy, not again.

Ian: He doesn't want our help.

Eve: Ian, I know him a little better than you do. He's all alone, and he's in trouble.

Ian: You're pregnant.

Eve: Can we just stay here just a couple days? Come on, we'll wear him down together, you and I.

Ian: You think Caleb might come back?

Eve: If he does, we'll make sure he won't cause any more trouble.

Ian: Simple as that, huh?

Eve: Simple as that.

Abe: Oh, no. Not you again.

Lucy: I'm a friend, Abe.

Abe: Friends don't hit friends over the head with bedpans.

Lucy: I know. Listen, I'm really sorry about the bedpan, you know, but you were hurting Kevin, and, see, that's sort of -- I just want to talk to you. That's sort of what I'm here about, sort of.

Abe: What about?

Lucy: I really want to talk to you about what happened to you in the woods.

Alison: Of course I'm writing a screenplay. I mean, why else would I be asking you all these questions?

Dara: You tell me.

Jamal: Ok, Dara, you want the truth?

Alison: Jamal --

Jamal: You got the truth. Ali, she's going to help. We got to come clean sometime, ok?

Dara: Not again.

Jamal: I'm not in trouble. Ok, but -- and there's no stupid screenplay.

Dara: What a surprise.

Jamal: But what if I told you that everything she said was true?

Dara: A man digs himself out of a grave with superhuman strength?

Jamal: You've seen all kinds of things at your job.

Alison: Yeah, even a guy coming back to life.

Dara: Not the way you're describing it. You're talking about a zombie, ok? A corpse rising up out of the grave with the strength of a hundred. You know what? You guys should check out "Twilight Zone," "Tales from the Crypt," "Outer Limits" -- that's the only place you're going to find a case like this.

Jamal: Dara, hang on a second.

Dara: You know what, Jamal? I am assistant DA, not a voodoo priestess.

Alison: We -- Dara --

Dara: Maybe you guys don't take my job seriously, but I do. And I don't get enough downtime to waste it playing midnight horror show games with you.

Jamal: Dara, this is not a game.

[Pager beeps]

Dara: Jury's in on a case that I'm trying. Look, whatever is going on with the two of you, please be careful, ok?

Jamal: All right. Thank you.

Dara: Ok. And ease up on the zombie talk, ok?

Alison: Zombies, huh?

Jamal: Yeah, but she didn't see our boy Jack tossing around 300-pound hulks like it was nothing. But I did. Ali, I was there. I saw his eyes, and there was murder in his eyes, stone cold murder.

[Knock on door]

Livvie: I didn't expect you guys back so soon. I was just getting ready to take a shower. Jack.

Jack: Hey, I've been living to see that face.

Livvie: Oh, I've been so worried. Where were you? Are you all right?

Jack: Yes, I am now.

Livvie: Oh. God, Jack, where --

Jack: Shh. Oh, Livvie.

Livvie: I'm here, Jack. I'm right here.

Jack: I need you. We'll be ok. I'll be just fine.

Livvie: I've got you, Jack. I've got you.

Jack: Just fine.

>> On the next "Port Charles" --

Livvie: Am I safe with you, Jack?

Lucy: Whatever attacked Jack must have attacked Abe -- that monster out there.

Gabriela: You meet somebody like this once in your life. And once you do, you can't get him out of your head, never.

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