GH Transcript Thursday, July 22, 2021

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N’neka:: Cheers, Curtis. You couldn’t ask for a better opening night.

Curtis: Right. Yeah. Well, I can think of a few other things.

Portia: Hi.

Curtis: Hi.

Portia: Um, I know you’re busy. This is probably a bad time with your opening night and all.

Curtis: Actually, um, your timing couldn’t have been any better.

Portia: Good, good. Because I was thinking about what you said at the pool earlier… about how you would be here tonight if I —

Curtis: If you were interested. And here you are.

Portia: Yeah.

Jordan: Stella, what were you thinking, telling Portia to back off Curtis?

Stella: I was thinking you and Curtis need more time to work out your differences and remember how much you love each other. I gave you an opportunity to fight for your man. Why didn’t you take it?

Jordan: I don’t owe you an explanation.

Stella: You’re right. You don’t owe me. But you owe it to yourself to be honest. Why are you walking away without a fight?

Sam: Olivia. Hey, hi.

Olivia: You meeting someone, or you flying solo?

Sam: Uh, well, I was supposed to be meeting Spinelli, but he just texted me and said he had to reschedule.

Olivia: Oh. Mamma mia. The things I do for this place. Hey, hey, hey. Ms. Corbin, what can I do for you?

Gladys: [ Chuckles ] We’re practically family. Call me Gladys.

Olivia: Ah, Gladys. What’s your pleasure?

Gladys: Oh, another mai tai. [ Chuckles ] Plus the inside scoop on what your partner Carly is willing to do for my son.

Brando: Sasha?

Sasha: Brando. What’s wrong?

Brando: Nothing’s wrong. No, for the first time, I’m sure everything’s gonna be alright.

Anna: Dante, hi.

Dante: Anna.

Anna: So, you know that I’ve been working on behalf of the WSB and, uh, trying to find Peter and Maxie’s baby. Yeah?

Dante: Yeah, we got the memo.

Anna: Great. So, uh, Valentin and I, we just got back from New York, where we — we found the helicopter pilot. And we questioned him, and he admitted to being involved in Peter’s plan to take Maxie and the baby. And then when that fell through, he had been ordered to airlift Peter off the roof at G.H.

Dante: This is the one who claimed that he couldn’t make the pickup because he wasn’t allowed to land?

Anna: Yeah, yeah. He was denied clearance.

Dante: Mm.

Anna: But there’s an added factor.

Dante: Okay.

Anna: He told us that there’s another person on the roof with Peter.

Dante: Mm. Someone we know?

Anna: Man. Vague description — uh, tall, dark hair, street clothes. Yeah.

Dante: Okay. Something to go on.

Anna: Yeah, actually, we need to keep that information confidential.

Dante: Why? And why are you working so closely with Valentin Cassadine when it feels like you — you barely trust me?

Valentin: [ Whispers ] Hey! How’s my angel?

Brook Lynn: She’s fast asleep.

Valentin: [ Sighs ]

Brook Lynn: Did you just get back?

Valentin: I did. I just came right from the airport. I had to see Bailey. It was just a short trip, but I can’t tell you how much I missed her.

Elizabeth: According to Cameron, Violet wolfed down three slices of pizza and couldn’t stop talking about how her dad showed her how to get a hit. Well done, coach.

Finn: I refuse to take any credit for Violet’s T-ball triumph.

Elizabeth: Well, I’d like to think the cupcakes had something to do with it, but, you know, you were the main source of inspiration.

Finn: You know, my time with Violet is the only thing that helps me forget what I have hanging over me.

Elizabeth: You mean Peter August? May I remind you, he poisoned Chase and destroyed the antidote right in front of your face. You rid this town of a monster.

Finn: Yeah, see, that’s the thing. You see enough horror movies, and you realize monsters never really die. They haunt you forever.

Elizabeth: Peter’s already taken enough from you. Don’t let him rob you of your joy in Violet.

Finn: Violet is my joy. She’s my reason for living, which just makes me realize how painful it would be to be without her.

Elizabeth: That’s not gonna happen.

Finn: Nobody gets away with murder.

Elizabeth: Don’t…call it murder. Peter got what he deserved.

Finn: Doesn’t justify throwing a man face-first down a flight of stairs. You know, if they were to give me a polygraph, if they were to put me on the stand, I’d have to admit I wanted Peter dead.

Elizabeth: Yeah, so did a lot of other people.

Finn: They weren’t up on that roof, Elizabeth.

Elizabeth: You pushed him in the heat of very justifiable anger. I’m sure if a jury understood the circumstances, they’d acquit you. Not that we’re gonna find out. We’re gonna find a way out of this.

Finn: [ Sighs ]

Elizabeth: We are.

Anna: If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t be giving you that information. And Valentin has a vested interest in finding out what happened to Peter. Right?

Dante: Okay. So, is the idea that this guy on the roof was an accomplice of Peter’s, there to help him find a way out when the helicopter couldn’t pick him up?

Anna: Yeah, maybe. Entirely possible, though. And it could be someone that was working at the hospital, so you can see the need for secrecy. Probably someone affiliated with Cyrus. They maybe knew that some of the security cameras were disabled.

Dante: Maybe even someone on staff, someone who was handpicked by Cyrus.

Anna: So, I’m gonna head to the hospital and have a discreet conversation with Monica Quartermaine and ask some questions.

Dante: Okay. I’ll have, uh, our people go over the video footage from whatever cameras were working that night and see if we can find someone who matches that description.

Anna: Thank you. It’s good to be working with you again, Detective Falconeri.

Dante: Yeah, same. Hey, um… I’m sorry if I got on you there. We both know it wasn’t too long ago that, um, you didn’t know if I was a — a friend or an enemy.

Gladys: After all my son and I did for that family, I shouldn’t even have to ask. You know, on rainy days, I still ache from the bullet I took to help bring down Cyrus. I hope Carly and Jason don’t forget that.

Sam: How can we forget when you keep reminding everyone?

Gladys: Your only connection to that family is through your ex.

Sam: Ooh.

Gladys: Mine are blood ties, and so are Brando’s.

Sam: Ouch. So, I guess, uh, Jason and Sonny proves that sometimes water is thicker than blood.

Gladys: Put my drinks on Carly’s tab.

Olivia: Thank you for that assist. And I will repay that favor, and I — and I do use that term loosely — to fill you in on the latest Quartermaine drama. Tell you what, watching those people close ranks against an outsider, that is something to behold.

Sam: Wait a minute. Close ranks? Against Valentin?

Olivia: Ah, different outsider.

Brook Lynn: Can’t believe how quickly Bailey went down tonight. She has been so fussy the last few days.

Valentin: She must feel more comfortable with both her parents under the same roof.

Brook Lynn: So, um, tell me about your adventure with Anna.

Valentin: It was interesting. At least the investigation is on the right track.

Brook Lynn: In other words, it’s none of my business?

Valentin: Not really. It’s nothing personal. Anna and I are —

Brook Lynn: I know, I know, you’re a team.

Valentin: Yeah. We’re a damn good team, if I have to say so myself.

Brook Lynn: And what does Anna say?

Jordan: Portia and I have become friends, and I have no intention of telling her how to feel or asking her to back away from something or someone that she really cares about. Same goes for Curtis. Stella, our divorce is sad, and it’s painful, but I just want what’s best for him.

Stella: [ Sighs ] Me? I guess I’m just old-school. When you took the vow until death do you part, I believe in those words. You don’t simply quit when the going gets tough.

Jordan: Marriage is a two-way street. I can’t fight for something all by myself. Like our vows said, it takes two, and Curtis is done with this marriage.

Stella: You never gave him a chance to fight alongside you. You always kept Curtis on the outside looking in.

Jordan: Yeah, okay, you’re right. I hurt him. And do you want me to do it again by fighting him on a divorce that was his idea, that he clearly wants?

Stella: I want you to be honest with yourself, Jordan. Do you want this marriage to be over? Or are you throwing in the towel because you feel guilty?

N’neka:: You look great. I love what you’re wearing.

Terry: Thank you. I thought it felt right for a grand opening.

N’neka:: Are you meeting someone?

Terry: You never know. [ Chuckles ] The night is so young, after all.

Portia: You know, uh, maybe this was a bad idea, coming here tonight. See, the thing is, is I like Jordan.

Curtis: I like Jordan, too.

Portia: And I like you.

Curtis: Okay, well, in my book, that’s a — that’s a good thing, right?

Portia: I mean, y-yes and no.

Curtis: So, you don’t like me?

Portia: I’m usually not at a loss for words, but all of a sudden, I’m just all… tongue-tied right now. [ Chuckles nervously ] Everything I’m saying is even sounding more confusing. Yes, Curtis, I like you. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t like you.

Curtis: Nothing confusing about that. Because I made it abundantly clear that I like you. So now that that’s been established, is there something else you’re trying to tell me?

Portia: Look. [ Chuckles ] You were honest with me at the pool today, and — and I heard you. And I want to be just as honest with you.

Curtis: I would really appreciate that. Honesty is the best policy, so they say. Where’s my manners? You came to the opening of my club, and I haven’t even offered you a drink. What can I get you? It’s on the house.

Portia: No, no, no, no, no, no, it’s okay. I-I-I actually would like a clear head, because I want to get this right.

Curtis: “This”? Damn, is it that serious?

Portia: I mean, what can I say? [ Scoffs ] I was telling Terry earlier that… I haven’t dated really seriously since Marcus and I divorced.

Curtis: Mm. Well, I’m not gonna trot out the “it’s like riding a bike” metaphor. I’m pretty sure it’ll come back to you naturally.

Portia: Right. I mean, I don’t want you to think that I’m a prude or super old-fashioned or anything like that. I-I mean, I am a doctor. I’ve seen everything. But… I’ve had two pretty epic back-to-back failures with Marcus and then with you. So it’s easy for me to be a little gun-shy or oversimplify and — and assume that things are gonna be easy and uncomplicated just because we knew each other from back in the day. I mean, how much of that is nostalgia? H-h-how much of that is actually real? And I’m saying this all wrong, aren’t I?

Curtis: No, no, I-I wouldn’t say you’re saying it wrong. Perhaps you’re talking in circles, because it seems like you’re saying everything except for what you came here to say.

Portia: You’re right. I had this all down perfect in my head on the way over here. But I’m sitting with you face-to-face, and… I can’t get a coherent word out. [ Chuckles ] I think that’s my cue to leave, so…

Curtis: Wait, wait, wait, wait, Portia. Don’t go.

Stella: I know my stubborn opposition to the two of you as a couple made things even harder. I still carry that guilt, and every Sunday, I pray for forgiveness.

Jordan: I forgave you a long time ago.

Stella: That’s very kind, but I wasn’t praying to you.

Jordan: [ Scoffs ] My mistake.

Stella: Jordan, the mistake would be for you to let that man, who you obviously still love, walk out of your life without fighting for him. If you feel there is anything left unsaid, you need to go to Curtis and say it.

Jordan: No. It’s too late.

Stella: Oh, please! Have you even signed the divorce papers yet?

Jordan: No.

Stella: Why not?

Brando: When I asked you to meet me here, I had no idea how romantic they make the pool look at night. It’s almost as if I had planned it.

Sasha: Planned what?

Brando: You. Me. The baby. Us. Look, I-I know that you don’t want to raise our baby in a world that’s owned and operated by people like Cyrus Renault.

Sasha: Carly and Jason are in that life. A-and I know it’s complicated ’cause Sonny was your cousin —

Brando: Yes. Yes. I’m sorry to cut you off. They — yes, they will always be my family. But that doesn’t mean that I have to live in their world. I don’t want that for our baby, either.

Sasha: What are you saying?

Brando: I’m saying that… sometimes you have to make choices in life. And I’ve made mine.

Sam: Wait a minute. You’re telling me that Austin, the country doctor who happened to be in the woods to deliver Maxie’s baby, is a long-lost Quartermaine?

Olivia: How random is that? Hmm?

Sam: I don’t — I don’t know. I actually — I don’t think it’s that random at all.

Olivia: What are you talking about?

Sam: Well, Dante and I went to the — the house in the woods where the fake nurse took Maxie. And it turns out that Austin not only owns that property, but he rents it out. I mean, he totally claimed his innocence. And I knew there was something fishy about that guy. So if he was planning on coming out as a Quartermaine, I’m sure he loved that he was getting all this inside information on people from Port Charles.

Olivia: Well, listen, whatever this Austin guy is trying to pull on ELQ, I know that Michael and Ned can right that ship. I-I just hope they do it without too many fireworks. Had enough of those on the fourth, huh?

Dante: If it were me, I would have chosen you.

Sam: Dante told you about that?

Olivia: Told me about what?

Anna: When you first came back to Port Charles, I was really worried that you were still struggling with PTSD.

Dante: I was.

Anna: Yeah.

Dante: So you had every right to feel that way. [ Sighs ] I was doubting myself. You know, when Jordan asked me to come back to work, I said no, ’cause I didn’t know if I was right. I didn’t know if I was still in control of my mind or if Kirk was or… anyway, I’ve been continuing to see Kevin Collins and, uh… just making sure I’m staying on track.

Anna: It takes guts to do that, to admit that you have an issue and just work to overcome it.

Dante: I had some help, too, from… someone other than Kevin.

Sam: Think about everyone who loses if you pull that trigger — your mom, your sisters, your brothers, and your son. Think about Rocco right now. He needs his father. You’re all he has. Hey, come on. It’s okay. It’s okay. I’ve got you.

Dante: Sam, she, uh — she found a way to talk me off that ledge.

Anna: I’m glad.

Dante: Yeah, me, too.

Anna: [ Chuckles ]

Dante: Anyway, I’d like to repay her by tracking down Peter August and bringing him in.

Anna: Alright, I’ll head over to the hospital and, uh, see what I can find out about Peter’s accomplice. If I hit pay dirt, I’ll let you know.

Dante: Thanks.

Anna: Yeah.

Jordan: Stella, I’m in charge of a police department. I have multiple ongoing investigations happening —

Stella: All in need of your attention. I agree. But are you really expecting me to believe that in your very busy work day, you can’t find time to sign a few papers? Or in your heart of hearts, are you hoping if you put it off long enough, Curtis is gonna change his mind, he’s gonna declare that he never stopped loving you, and rip up the divorce papers right in front of you?

Curtis: I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pressured you.

Portia: You shouldn’t have.

Curtis: It’s a classic case of me thinking because I want something, that everyone else must want it, too.

Portia: Curtis, I-I —

Curtis: No, I — no, I get it. I get it. We had something once, something in the past. It was bound to end. So we should keep it where it belongs, in the past. That’s what you want, right?

Portia: Well, let me ask you, Curtis. Do you want to leave us in the past?

Brando: You have to remember who I am, Sasha. I’m — I’m a military guy, and I own a garage. So words and — and feelings, those aren’t my strong suit. I-it took you being strong and making a decision about what’s a deal-breaker for you to give me perspective on what it is that I truly want. And that — that isn’t working for Corinthos Coffee and all the rest of the life that comes with it.

Sasha: Are you sure?

Brando: Okay, so maybe I-I don’t have everything figured out just yet, but — but I do know this much. I choose you, Sasha Gilmore. I choose you and our baby, our family. That’s what I want. And I hope you want that, too.

Sasha: [Chuckles ] I think that you don’t give yourself enough credit. Those were some pretty nice words.

Sam: You are talking about the Fourth of July fireworks, of course.

Olivia: What did you think I was talking about? And what’s it got to do with Dante?

Dante: Me? Hey.

Sam: Oh.

Dante: Hmm. You, um — you, um, told my mother?

Olivia: Could someone please explain to me what we’re talking about here?

Dante: Oh — yeah. Yes, yes. Of course. Um, myself and Sam and I and, um…

Sam: Finn.

Dante: …Finn and Elizabeth, uh, were on the pier waiting for the fireworks to start, uh, on July the 4th and, uh —

Sam: Some fireworks, huh?

Dante: Yeah. I was giving someone a, uh, lecture on what a public disturbance was.

Sam: He was.

Olivia: Really? Really?

Dante: Yeah.

Sam: Yeah.

Dante: So, uh, it kind of led to, uh, I guess you could say, a bit of a fiery exchange… I — …where Sam almost fell into the water and —

Sam: I did, actually.

Dante: You did. And I tried to stop her…

Sam: So I pulled him in after me.

Dante: …From falling, and she pulled me in, so we both ended up —

Olivia: Both of you?

Dante: Yeah.

Sam: Yeah.

Dante: [ Clears throat ] It was funny.

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Olivia: Well, you know what? I don’t know what to make of this whole story. But I got a restaurant to run.

Sam: Hmm.

Dante: Oh, man.

Sam: [ Sighs ] Thank you for the save.

Dante: Oh. Don’t worry about it. The last thing I want is my mother to know anything about my private life.

Sam: Wait, what — what’s that supposed to mean? What, are you saying you’re embarrassed that you kissed me?

Valentin: Anna and I have a long, strange, complicated history. We trained together as spies at the WSB years and years ago, and through a series of unfortunate misunderstandings, we wound up on opposing sides.

Brook Lynn: Sounds painful.

Valentin: It was. But we found our way back to each other and we trust each other — not completely by any stretch of the imagination, but we do work well together.

Brook Lynn: So, what changed?

Valentin: Peter. Peter changed things. For our own individual reasons, we gave him the benefit of the doubt. We protected him. We shielded him when we shouldn’t have. Now we are working together to stop him and mitigate the damage. We work well together as a team.

Brook Lynn: And you’re sure that’s all you are? A team?

Valentin: My personal feelings for Anna aside, what’s important is that we find Peter and hopefully Maxie’s baby.

Anna: Elizabeth? Hi.

Elizabeth: Hi.

Anna: Um, how are you? Is Dr. Quartermaine still here?

Elizabeth: Monica? No, she’s gone for the day. Can I help you with something?

Anna: Um, well, actually, yes, maybe. You have access to all the hospital records, don’t you, on your computer?

Elizabeth: Well, it depends.

Anna: Oh, um, no. I-I don’t want any private medical records or anything. I-I’m just looking for a list of everyone, all the staff members who were on duty the night Peter disappeared.

Curtis: I think the reason that we’re stumbling over ourselves and making this harder than it needs to be is because we’re trying to figure out what the other person wants, when we should just speak for ourselves.

Portia: That’s what I’ve been trying to do, but it just keeps coming out wrong.

Curtis: How could it be wrong when we’re being honest with each other?

Portia: Okay. Okay. Okay, here it goes.

Curtis: Alright.

Portia: Now, I-I told you… that I’m afraid that you’re still on the rebound.

Curtis: Portia, you’re not —

Portia: No, no, no, please. Just let me finish.

Curtis: Okay.

Portia: And even if you’re not and you’re ready like you say you are, what if we’re just trying to rewrite history here, you know? Make up for mistakes of the past? It’s been almost 20 years since we met. I need to know that we’re not just, you know, picking up where we left off.

Curtis: Is that how you feel? Because… I sure don’t.

Portia: I’ve been thinking myself in circles ever since that kiss. And the only thing that I know for sure is that I could never forgive myself if I didn’t at least try.

Jordan: Stella, Curtis was the one who asked for the divorce. I agreed because I didn’t think it was fair that he get stuck in a marriage that he didn’t think was working.

Stella: I know you agreed to the divorce for his sake, but does Curtis know that you wanted to stay and fight?

Jordan: I tried. But at that point, we were both too hurt to talk it out anymore.

Stella: [ Sighs ] Baby, don’t you owe it to Curtis, owe it to yourself, to at least start the discussion and see where it goes? Do it now. Tonight.

Dante: I don’t regret that kiss. You, on the other hand, you ran away from me when we were standing outside of Charlie’s, and you’ve been kind of avoiding me ever since.

Sam: [ Scoffs ]

Dante: So if anyone were to be embarrassed, I would have assumed it was you.

Sam: No, no, hold on. First of all, I did not run away from you.

Dante: Yeah, you did.

Sam: I’m not 5 years old. And secondly, I’m — I wasn’t — I’m not embarrassed. If I was so embarrassed, why didn’t I keep it to myself?

Dante: Wait, uh, you did keep — you didn’t keep it to yourself, or you did keep it to yourself? You told somebody?

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Dante: Well, who did you tell?

Sam: Maxie.

Dante: Whoa, man. You told — you told Maxie that we kissed?

Sam: Well, I didn’t give a name. I just s– I just said “some guy.”

Dante: Oh, right. So now I’m just some guy.

Sam: Whoa, wait a minute! You can’t have it both ways. Wait. I mean, did you tell anyone that… we…kissed?

Dante: Uh, you know, I might have mentioned it to someone in passing, but…

Sam: Oh, in passing. Mm-hmm. Oh, I see. So, what am I, just an afterthought?

Brando: Is that a yes?

Sasha: Yes.

Gladys: Well, what a nice surprise. [ Chuckles ] I came down for some night air, and, lucky me, I found you.

Brando: Yes, the very definition of lucky.

Gladys: [ Chuckles ]

Sasha: Hi, Gladys. It’s a beautiful night, isn’t it?

Gladys: Mm. Yeah, it’d be even nicer if the lady who owns this place would be a little more generous with her family.

Brando: Mm. What’s Carly done now?

Gladys: Nothing. And that is my point. I was just telling Olivia Carly should be down on her knees begging you to take the top spot in the family business.

Brando: Let me be perfectly clear. If Carly or Jason offer me a job, I’m turning it down.

Elizabeth: Sure, I can help you with that.

Anna: Okay.

Elizabeth: Can you remind me again of the date Peter disappeared?

Anna: Oh, um, yeah. I-I’ll text you that, the date, and then the approximate time that he dropped out of sight.

Elizabeth: Okay. I’ll, um, get on it and get you that list.

Anna: Thanks. Hey. Hi, Chase. Finn.

Chase: Hey.

Anna: You’re still in the chair. When are you gonna get back on the job? Or are you gonna let everyone else pick up the slack?

Chase: [ Chuckles ] Thank you, Anna.

Anna: For what?

Chase: Being one of the few people who isn’t treating me with kid gloves.

Anna: Oh.

Chase: I may be in this chair now, but I’m still a cop.

Anna: Yes, you are.
[ Elevator bell dings ]

Chase: Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna — I’m gonna head home.

Anna: Ah, as a happily married man.

Chase: [ Chuckles ] And damn proud of it. Thank you.

Elizabeth: Mm-hmm.

Chase: We’re good, right?

Finn: We’re good.

Anna: How’s he doing, really?

Finn: Making progress.

Anna: Oh, good.

Finn: Not as fast as he’d like, but progress nonetheless.

Anna: Awesome.

Elizabeth: Anna is also making progress.

Finn: Mm?

Elizabeth: I’ll get you that list.

Anna: Thank you.

Finn: What’s that all about?

Anna: Um… so, my search for Peter has brought me right back here to G.H.

N’neka:: Sure you don’t want another drink?

Terry: No. I think my work here is done.

Curtis: There are no guarantees, you know.

Portia: Taking this risk, it does terrify me. But what’s the alternative, right?

Curtis: Playing it safe.

Portia: Well, that’s not you.

Curtis: It’s not you, either, or else… you wouldn’t have come here tonight.

Portia: So, when do we take this leap of faith?

Curtis: There’s no time like the present.

Dante: You are not an afterthought, Sam.

Sam: Okay, then what am I?

Dante: Uh, y-you’re — you’re you. You’re — you’re Sam.

Sam: [ Laughs ] Oh, my god. Wow.

Dante: What?

Sam: That’s so kind of you. “Sam, which rhymes with spam,” which is so flattering.

Dante: Listen, that’s not what I meant, and you know that, right?

Sam: Then what is it that you meant? What?

Dante: I meant — I mean I — I do not, um… think of you that way.

Sam: Oh.

Dante: Mm-hmm.

Sam: Okay, I see.

Dante: W-why? What — what are you — what are you saying? Y-you think of me — oh, god.

Sam: No. I mean, you’re —

Dante: Oh, wow, okay.

Sam: You’re just, um — what? You’re — you…

Dante: Yeah?

Sam: …Are Dante.

Dante: Oh.

Sam: Uh-huh.

Dante: Great. That sounds good. Um… it’s funny, though, you know? When I said it, it wasn’t cool, but when you say it, it’s totally fine.

Sam: It’s just because —

Dante: It’s a bit of a double standard, I guess.

Sam: You — you know what? I don’t owe you an explanation, so…

Dante: No, you know what? You don’t owe me an explanation, and I don’t owe you one, either, so then we’re even.

Olivia: Hey. Hey, you two.

Sam: Good. Fine.

Olivia: I don’t know what’s going on between the two of you.

Dante: Nothing.

Olivia: But it doesn’t look good to have a couple arguing at the bar. It makes people uncomfortable. So whatever you’ve got to say to each other, say it in private.

Gladys: [ Sighs ] I’m all for playing hard to get. I think it’s a good negotiating strategy.

Brando: Mom, listen to me. This isn’t a negotiating strategy. I’m — I’m not holding out for more money or a better job. This — I’m just not interested in working for the Corinthos organization.

Gladys: Why not?

Brando: I got a better offer.

Gladys: I see. [ Scoffs ] I mean, it’s not as if I care for myself. But as a mother, I want what’s best for my son, and you deserve more, Brando. You’ve earned it.

Brando: Well, thank you, Mom, but maybe you can look at it from my point of view and realize that the life that you’re proposing isn’t the life that I want. Everything… that I want is right here.

Valentin: If Peter has the baby, we can return her to Maxie or at least narrow down the search.

Brook Lynn: Maxie will get her baby back. I can promise you that.

Valentin: Okay, why so intense? What did I just say?

Brook Lynn: [ Sighing ] Sorry. Just thinking. Look, um, Valentin, you’ve been so great. Been an unbelievable, conscientious baby daddy. But, um, right now, I could really just use a friend.

Chase: The lady ordered a friend. Would you like a side of fries with that?

Brook Lynn: Side of fries, always. [ Chuckles ]

Valentin: I’ll leave you two alone.

Brook Lynn: Hi.

Chase: Hey.

Brook Lynn: Oh.

Chase: What did Valentin say to upset you?

Brook Lynn: Oh, nothing. We actually just had a nice moment.

Chase: Then what is it?

Brook Lynn: [ Sighs ] Did you ever go into something with the best of intentions and then later discover that it was just way too hard to follow through with?

Chase: Uh, hello? My fake affair with Sasha?

Brook Lynn: Right. Of course you understand.

Chase: Come on, Brook Lynn, I can tell you’re upset. And I’m not going anywhere. So talk to me. What’s wrong?

Finn: What about Peter?

Anna: Uh, Valentin and I, we just got back from that, um, trip to New York. We were following a lead. Might pan out, might not help us find Peter and the baby.

Finn: What if Peter never got his hands on Maxie’s baby? What if she’s somewhere safe? There would be some consolation, wouldn’t it?

Anna: Yeah. I don’t think it would fill the emptiness in Maxie’s heart. But… sometimes I think I would have done everyone a favor if I’d just put a bullet in Peter before any of this happened.

Finn: You don’t mean that.

Anna: Don’t I?

Finn: You’d have to live with what you’d done.

Curtis: So, um… I guess this is the start of…something.

Portia: A new beginning. But, Curtis, just —

Curtis: I know, I know, no. We’ll take it slow and…see where it goes.

Portia: Thank you. And good night.

Jordan: [ Crying ]

Gladys: I need another mai tai. Brando, be an angel.

Sasha: While you’re there, I would love a lemonade. Don’t worry, Gladys. Brando will never regret his decision.

Gladys: Isn’t that a coincidence? I made that same promise to myself. And I don’t know about you, but I always keep my promises.

Dante: Sorry, Ma, we were — we weren’t fighting.

Sam: No, we were actually just, um… agreeing to disagree.

Olivia: If you say so.

Dante: [ Sighs ] Man. She doesn’t miss a thing.

Sam: Hey, there’s… nothing to see here, right? I mean, one little kiss means… next to nothing.

Dante: Right.

Sam: Right.

Dante: Okay. Yeah, that was just, uh, just one of those, uh, one-off sort of things, then.

Brook Lynn: It’s been an emotional day, but, um, nothing for you to worry about. How was physical therapy?

Chase: Ah, not so bad.

Brook Lynn: Look, I know you well enough to know your private code, okay? When Harrison Chase says “not so bad,” that actually means something’s changed — for the better, am I right?

Chase: Let’s just say I-I broke a sweat today.

Brook Lynn: Okay. Keep being all cryptic on me. But, uh, whatever it is, just know it’s really good to see you smile again.

Finn: There’s something that —

Elizabeth: Here’s the information you asked for.

Anna: Oh. Thanks. Thank you.

Elizabeth: Everything okay?

Finn: Yes. Um, if you’ll excuse me, I have a patient to see.

Anna: Mm-hmm.

Elizabeth: I also have a patient I have to check on.

Anna: Oh, sure.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Anna: Hello?