General Hospital Transcript
Transcript provided by and proofread by Suzanne
Valentin: Well, that’s not the usual greeting I get when I walk through the door. How would I know who shot at you?
Anna: We’ll get to that. Can you tell me, first of all, what that message meant?
Valentin: Okay, maybe I’m still a little jet-lagged, but, um, what message are we talking about?
Anna: The one you had me deliver to Sonny.
[ Door opens ]
Martin: So, how is big brother feeling today? I know they’re shipping you back to Pentonville. I can’t imagine you’re very happy about that.
Cyrus: Just tell me you did as I asked.
Martin: Yeah. I did exactly as you asked. Transferred all funds from your account to the Rodden Institute to End Recidivism.
Cyrus: Excellent. With the help of god and that money, many lives will be saved.
Martin: And what about your life? I mean, I’m far from being able to second-guess your generosity, but it appears you’re penniless. You sure you made the right decision?
Cyrus: “For the love of money is the root of all evil.”
Martin: All right. Okay, fine, Cy. Play it your way. I don’t have to understand your benevolence, all right? I just can’t shake the feeling that somehow, some way, there’s something in it for you. I did my part. Let’s leave it at that.
Cyrus: The rest is in god’s hands.
Finn: Excuse me, Miss. I was wondering if you knew where I might find the head nurse.
Elizabeth: May I ask what this is about?
Finn: Well, it’s a bit personal. Embarrassing, really, but, um… well, you have a kind face, I suppose I could tell you.
Elizabeth: Go on.
Finn: Well, I wanted to thank her. You see, I was having this crisis of confusion. I… I had feelings for a coworker, and I… I thought she didn’t feel the same way about me, which is understandable, so I… I was thinking about leaving G.H. to avoid running into her every day. Literally. I’m quite clumsy.
Elizabeth: And I’m guessing you had second thoughts about this?
Finn: I have, yes, and, um… I won’t be seeking a position at another hospital.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Elizabeth: Well, I think I can speak for her… she’s very happy with your decision to stay.
Finn: Really? Well, I just — I realized that… G.H. has something that I wouldn’t find anywhere else in the world. Hey. Dad, what — what brings you by?
Tracy: Where is he?
Tracy: [ Scoffs ] My son, the wandering warbler, of course.
Olivia: Well, since I no longer share a bed with him, I really wouldn’t know. But I presume that “Eddie” is still asleep since he was out all night club-hopping again. Why?
Tracy: Enough is enough. We have to do something now.
Olivia: What do you mean?
Tracy: It’s time to have Ned committed.
Elizabeth: Hi, Gregory.
Gregory: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt. You two just carry on with your conversation and pretend I was never here.
Finn: Dad, Dad, it’s okay. I was just telling Elizabeth how I decided to stay at G.H.
Gregory: I had no idea you were planning to leave. I hope everything’s okay.
Finn: More than okay. I just — I… I thought I might be better off at another hospital, but then I realized what I’d be giving up.
Elizabeth: G.H. would have lost a brilliant doctor. And what would we all do without his scintillating bedside manner?
Finn: Mm, yes. This from a woman who once referred to me as a “curmudgeon”.
Elizabeth: Oh, I didn’t say that. Everybody else calls you that, but not me.
Elizabeth: I find you very charming, Dr. Finn.
Finn: Really? What?
Gregory: You’re smiling.
Finn: I can’t help it. She just said I was charming.
Gregory: [ Chuckles ]
Olivia: Now, when you say “committed”…
Tracy: You — you know… to a mental ward. Olivia, Ned needs help. Analysis under a doctor’s supervision.
Olivia: I don’t know. Tracy, do you really think that’s the way to go? I-I mean — I mean, what are they gonna do, t-throw him in a padded cell in a straitjacket, or — or…
Tracy: This is not “One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest.” I’m trying to save my son, and a psychiatrist can tell if he’s faking or if he… if he really believes that he’s Eddie Maine.
Olivia: Do you really think that this is the way to go?
Tracy: Yes, I do. He can’t keep staying out all night and partying. He’s gonna crash and burn, and I’m trying to stop it before that happens. The best thing you can do for him is put him in a psychiatric facility!
Olivia: Tracy…whatever Ned is calling himself these days, I am still his wife, so legally, I am the only one that can have him committed.
Tracy: Fine. Have at it. Do the honors. Just do it soon because this has gone on way too long, and we have to put an end to it.
Sasha: Cody, it’s so good to see you. Are you okay?
Cody: Okay? How could I be okay when you tried to murder me, Sasha? You plunged a knife into my side, or don’t you remember that?
Sasha: Cody, I-I never meant to —
Cody: You knew exactly what you were doing! And all I’ve ever done is try and help you! What the hell was I thinking?!
Sasha: Cody, wait!
Cyrus: You’re nothing but a strung-out junkie. No one can help you now. You’re gonna die in a back alley with a needle in your arm.
Sasha: No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You’re not real. You’re not here. Leave me alone!
Cyrus: Come on, Sasha. You know you want it. Here it is. Go on, take it.
Sasha: No, leave me alone.
Cyrus: You need me, Sasha. And no one else wants you. So come back to me. Okay?
Sasha: [ Whimpers ]
Cyrus: Come back to me.
Sasha: [ Sobbing ] No, no, no, no, no. [ Sobbing ]
[ Note plays ]
Cody: What are you doing?
Brook Lynn: Knitting.
Cody: Ha, very funny. I’ve been looking for you all day. You didn’t answer any of my texts.
Brook Lynn: Oh, I’m sorry. I left my phone upstairs. What’s up?
Cody: I need your help.
Brook Lynn: With?
Cody: It’s Sasha. I’m really worried about her. I need to help her. And the only way to do that is to get into Ferncliff.
Brook Lynn: Good luck with that.
Cody: Yeah, well, that’s where you come in.
Martin: You are gonna leave everything in god’s hands?
Cyrus: Yes, I trust in our benevolent creator.
Martin: Yeah, well, obviously. Certainly enough to pad that foundation’s bank account, that’s for sure.
Cyrus: You know, in discovering the truth of life, you realize how meaningless money actually is.
Martin: Yeah. Listen, Cy, you’re sure that the, uh, heart attack didn’t damage your… well, your memory, for one thing, although you did manage to put together those forms, give me access to your money, so…
Cyrus: I remember the kind of man I was. And I know the road to forgiveness is long and treacherous.
Martin: Oh, and I hope you remember the kind of man your brother is. I’ve always been a bit of a cynic, so…
Cyrus: Oh, yes. Yes. A-and I pray that one day you and I can remedy that frailty together.
Martin: Until we do, you mind if I proffer an opinion?
Cyrus: Oh, be my guest.
Martin: As your attorney, I said it appears that you are penniless. As your brother, I strongly have my doubts.
Cyrus: You saw all my accounts. You divested and gave everything away.
Martin: That’s right. But in my experience, men like you — no, excuse me, pardon me — men like you used to be seldom stashes every penny in a place where it can so easily be found.
Cyrus: Are you accusing me of holding back, brother?
Martin: I am strongly suggesting it’s a possibility, yes.
Cyrus: Oh, ye of little faith.
Martin: Come on, Cyrus. Please. Just back away from the good book long enough, look your baby brother in the face, and give him an honest answer.
Cyrus: [ Exhales deeply ] You gave away every dime I had, brother.
Martin: Huh. Well… I guess I’ll just have to take your word for it, then.
Cyrus: As god is my witness.
Anna: Of course you remember. You called me from Chechnya and you asked me to deliver a message to Sonny. You asked me to take it to him in person, which I did. But our connection was so bad, you know, that I-I wanted to get some more information from you because I have a lot of questions.
Valentin: Such as?
Anna: Well, okay, so h-here’s the thing — Sonny… he’s being very kind to me recently, which is nice, but it really doesn’t change the fact that he’s running a criminal enterprise, so it makes me wonder why you’re sending cryptic messages to him, but more importantly, what did that message mean? Because he seemed to understand what you were referring to. I think I’d like to, also.
Valentin: I’m sorry. I had no intention of involving you in any of this, but I was helping Laura in Russia. I didn’t have a choice.
Anna: No, I understand that. Yes, your priority was to help her find Nikolas, and I think that’s probably why I just went ahead and did what you asked without questioning it. And I appreciate that.
Valentin: Thank you.
Anna: But the timing is really interesting, right? Because I was delivering that message to Sonny at the metro court pool, and two minutes later, we’re shot at. There’s got to be some kind of connection. Are you keeping something from me?
Martin: Good luck to you, Cy. Is there anything else, anything at all you — you need me to do for you?
Cyrus: Oh, no, you’ve done enough, brother. Thank you.
Martin: Yeah, it’s just, uh… you know, I… I do worry about you going back to that place. I mean, I’d hate to have to tell Mother that something happened to you there.
Cyrus: Somehow, I don’t think she would care, but I made peace with that a long time ago.
Martin: She always asks about you. Yeah… well, I got to go see a client.
Cyrus: About a horse?
Martin: [ Chuckles ] Take care of yourself, Cy.
Martin: Doctor, can I ask you a quick question?
Martin: Um… my brother’s being transferred back to Pentonville today, and I’m, uh — well, I’m concerned that it’s so soon after the heart attack. Are you sure it’s not too risky?
Austin: All of his test results are back and things look good. Yeah, I don’t know. I don’t know Mr. Renault very well, but he seems like a pretty tough cookie to me, so…
[ Cellphone chimes ]
Austin: You know, I-I wouldn’t worry. I’m sure he’s fine. Excuse me.
Martin: Okay, well, thank you, Doc.
Cyrus: You’re just a violent psychopath.
Sasha: [ Sobs ] [ Screaming ] No!
Cody: You’re gonna be locked away for the rest of your miserable, pathetic life, and then you’re gonna rot in hell for what you did to me, you crazy bitch!
Sasha: No! I never meant to hurt you! You have to believe me! I thought you were someone else! I thought you were Cyrus! I stabbed Cyrus —
Cody: Look at me! Look at me! Look at what you did to me!
Sasha: [ Screams ] [ Sobbing ]
Cody: Sasha does not belong in Ferncliff.
Brook Lynn: I know you keep saying that, Cody, but…
Cody: No, no, no, no. Something isn’t right here. I-I can feel it. But I just need to find out what it is.
Brook Lynn: And you think getting into Ferncliff will give you the answers?
Cody: Yes, I do, I do. But that’s the problem — I can’t get in. I mean, I already tried once. I almost got caught.
Brook Lynn: When you say it like that, it sounds like something shady is going on.
Cody: Yeah, I may have said I was Dante Falconeri.
Brook Lynn: You impersonated a cop? Cody, are you crazy? You already don’t have a great relationship with the PCPD.
Cody: But I do have a good relationship with Dante.
Brook Lynn: Then why wouldn’t you just ask him to get you into Ferncliff?
Cody: Because that shyster Gladys has to give permission for any visitors. She doesn’t want me anywhere near that place. Last thing she wants is me talking to Sasha, but… she does like you. Brook Lynn. You are my only hope. Will you call her, please?
Olivia: Absolutely not. I cannot do it. I will not have my husband committed.
Tracy: He won’t be your husband again unless you commit him. The best thing you can do for him is get him help.
Olivia: But how do you know that committing him is even gonna help? Tracy, they could — they could load him full of drugs. They could give him electroshock therapy. I mean, you know, it’s still legal to give a person a lobotomy.
Tracy: Olivia, you’ve seen too many movies. Listen, it’s only a matter of time before he puts himself in really dangerous situations, or worse than that, he runs off with a groupie, and we can’t find him.
Olivia: Ned would never do that.
Tracy: You’re right. Ned would never do that. But Eddie Maine would. We have to get him treatment. You need your husband. I need my son. Leo needs his father. Olivia, please, just —
Olivia: No, Tracy! I’m not gonna do it, okay? Not now, not ever. I don’t care if he calls himself Eddie Maine for the rest of his life. I’m not having my husband committed.
Tracy: We’ll see.
Valentin: I’m not keeping anything from you.
Valentin: Initially, I was to be an intermediary between a third party and Sonny Corinthos. They asked me to reach out to him on their behalf, and I did, and as soon as they came to a preliminary agreement, I assumed that was the end of my involvement.
Anna: Until you asked me to deliver a message to Sonny concerning who he should and shouldn’t trust while doing business with this third party.
Valentin: Well, that was information that I was compelled that Sonny should have.
Anna: How did you obtain this information that you felt compelled to share?
Valentin: I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this line of questioning.
Anna: Oh, my god. You sound like a lawyer. Come on. You’re not talking to your client. You’re talking to me. The person that you claim to love. Can you just tell me what the hell is going on? Like, why are you involved with Sonny? And who is the third party?
Valentin: A defense contractor.
Anna: What’s the name of the company?
Mason: Hey, Cuz.
Austin: What’s with the hiding?
Mason: You get anything from Betty on Corinthos and his Pikeman connection?
Austin: Okay, this is your game, not mine. You put all these pieces into play. You handle Betty. Although, I do hope you handle Betty better than you handled Gordon.
Mason: What, you think I shot him? Oh, come on. Guy wasn’t even worth my time.
Austin: You never liked that guy, and you owed him money. Wait until the PCPD put that little piece of information together. Motivation for wanting somebody gone, don’t you think?
Mason: If it was me, I wouldn’t be the one worried about the cops sniffing around. How long you think it’s gonna be till they find out you got in a fight with Gordon outside that restaurant? Place seemed pretty fancy. Bet you they had security cameras everywhere.
Anna: Are you working for Pikeman? Do you have any idea how dangerous that company is?
Valentin: I’m not working for them. Years ago, before Charlotte was even born, I had dealings with them.
Anna: You had “dealings” with them?
Valentin: I handled logistics. But I wasn’t working for Pikeman. I was working for an independent contractor, and we consulted on a few projects.
Anna: Why haven’t you ever told me about this before?
Valentin: I’ve done a lot of business with a lot of companies I’ve never told you about before.
Anna: Okay, and that’s supposed to make me feel better, is it?
Valentin: I hate you thinking that I’m intentionally keeping secrets from you. Pikeman came to me because they know me and they like my work. They know I have an acquaintance with Sonny Corinthos. It didn’t seem like an unreasonable request, so I did it. I thought that was gonna be the end of it.
Anna: I don’t understand. Like, y-you’re not the only person that can make an introduction to Sonny. There has to be a specific reason why they chose you.
Valentin: It’s not that easy to get a meeting with Sonny Corinthos. They asked me to be an intermediary, and I agreed.
Anna: Why would you do that? What were you thinking?
Ned: I heard everything that you and Tracy said. Thank you for standing up for me. That woman is a bully.
Olivia: [ Sighs ] Well… that woman usually gets her way. [ Chuckles ] But not this time. You have nothing to worry about because legally, I’m the only one that can have you committed, and I have no intention of doing that. But I do want you to get help. Just — just not on Tracy’s terms.
Ned: I appreciate your support. I really do. But the bottom line is… I’m not Ned, so no matter what you may try to do — therapy, hypnosis, analysis — nothing is going to change me into someone that I’m not. There is no Ned, okay? [ Chuckles ] He doesn’t exist.
Olivia: That’s just it. Yes, he does. And there’s a ton of evidence to prove it. There’s birth certificates and passports and driver’s license.
Ned: Those are just pieces of paper, Olivia. I know who I am.
Olivia: You can’t argue with fingerprints. Whatever you may believe, you are Ned Quartermaine. You are my husband. You are brook Lynn’s father. You are Leo’s father. And we love you. And we need you back.
Ned: Sorry. Ned’s not coming back. So…he’s gone. You just have to accept that and move on. I mean, I-I won’t pretend to be someone I’m not. Okay? I need to sing. I need my music. Okay, that’s who I am, okay? And without it, without it… I’ve got nothing.
Olivia: Wait, wait, wait, wait. What if there was a way that you could have your music and be part of this family, too?
Ned: I don’t follow.
Olivia: Your daughter. Your daughter, Brook Lynn, is a spectacular songwriter and producer. Why don’t the two of you make music together?
Gregory: Looks like things are going well between you and Elizabeth.
Finn: Well, you know, the — the signs point to yes. Uh, the game. The kid thing. You sh– uh, Magic 8 Ball, right? You shook it up, you asked it a question, it floats — never mind. The outlook’s good, or at least it’s a maybe.
Gregory: I’m happy for you, son.
Finn: Thanks. But hey, you never told me why you came — came over here.
Gregory: Yeah, um, doing some research. I-I’m doing an op-ed for The Invader on memory care facilities.
[ Cellphone chimes ]
Finn: Oh, okay. Wait, sorry. Uh… hey, look, Dad, I’m sorry. I got — I got a patient I need to see. Um, but listen, we got to talk about that trip to Disney World, all right?
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Gregory: Hello, Tracy. What are you doing here?
Tracy: Actually, I was worried about you at the Metro Court.
Gregory: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Tracy: When we had dinner, you — you… well, you couldn’t pick up your credit card. Was something wrong?
Brook Lynn: [ Sighs ] Hi, there. What’s your name? Janice. Oh, that’s a nice name, Janice. I’ve actually always liked the name Jan. “Brady Bunch” was my favorite show. Do you remember Jan? She was always so jealous of her sister — “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia, Marcia.” Does anyone ever call you Jan?
Janice: Just how can I help you, Miss?
Brook Lynn: Um, I’m actually here to visit my friend Sasha Gilmore. We work together at Deception, the cosmetics company. I’m sure you’ve heard of it. You should actually try our perfectly peach lipstick. It would look great with your coloring.
Janice: I don’t wear lipstick, and I hate peach. The color and the fruit. Just hand me your driver’s license so I can check to see if you’re on the list of approved visitors. Wait a minute. Your name looks familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?
Brook Lynn: I don’t think so.
Janice: Are you the BLQ that works with Blaze and Chase?
Anna: You had to know anything connected to Pikeman wasn’t gonna be above board. This is a defense contractor wanting to do business with the Corinthos organization. I mean, it just screams illegal activities.
Valentin: Of course I knew the deal would be questionable, but I didn’t care.
Anna: Why? Please help me understand. I mean, it’s not the money. You don’t need that.
Valentin: It wasn’t about the money. I was hoping they could provide me something more valuable than that.
Valentin: When Pikeman first reached out to me, Victor had just framed you for Lucy’s so-called “murder”. He was blackmailing Holly Sutton. He was holding her son hostage. He looked unstoppable. I was looking for a way to stop him.
Anna: So you thought that Pikeman could help you bring down Victor?
Valentin: Yes. I thought there was a chance.
Valentin: Because they’re connected to the WSB.
Gregory: You know, just because we had one dinner together doesn’t give you the right to call around prying into my private life.
Tracy: I wasn’t prying. I was asking a friend out of concern for you.
Gregory: Concern? You made a call asking if I had a medical problem. And since when are you and Alexis friends? My impression is she doesn’t include you in that category.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Finn: Oh, Elizabeth. Hi. I have mold for you.
Elizabeth: Oh. Yeah, I don’t really like flowers anyway.
Finn: No, it’s not really for you. It’s — it’s for Jake. Uh, h-he’s doing that science project for summer school, and he called me up and asked me for some help. It’s about how mold turns into penicillin, so I-I grew some samples for him in my lab. I mean, there’s some really good spores in here.
Elizabeth: I’ve never seen someone so excited about…fungus. Thank you.
Finn: Okay, careful.
[ Chuckles ]
Tracy: This has absolutely nothing to do with Alexis.
Gregory: The more I get to know you, the more I understand why Alexis is not your biggest fan.
Elizabeth: Poor Gregory. What’d he do to deserve the wrath of Tracy?
Brook Lynn: Yes, I am. Well, I was Chase’s manager. So you know his music?
Janice: Know it? I am his biggest fan. The second a new song is released, I download it, and I recorded his performance with Blaze at the Nurses’ Ball. I must have watched it a dozen times.
Brook Lynn: Wow. Well, it’s your lucky day because Chase and Blaze, they actually recorded a new duet, but it doesn’t come out for months. I could give you a sneak peek. You want to hear it?
Janice: That would be great.
Brook Lynn: Okay. Here. Find it…
Austin: Okay. It wasn’t a fight, it was a heated discussion.
Mason: Well, still… doesn’t look very good for you.
Austin: Got nothing to do with me. Gordon said he wanted money. I told him he should talk to you. Something about another job that he did for you. You want to explain to me what that was all about?
Mason: You don’t need to know.
Austin: You’re right. I don’t. Get the hell out of my office, will you?
Mason: Where are your manners? You know, you should be careful when you disrespect family. Never know when they’ll turn on you.
Tracy: So what did Alexis say that makes you think that she’s not my biggest fan?
Elizabeth: I’m sorry.
Finn: For what?
Elizabeth: I know Tracy’s your friend. But sometimes, she can come off a bit strong, don’t you think?
Finn: Sometimes? Look, um, Tracy’s definitely an acquired taste, but, you know, she’s — she’s a-a-a good person, and — and I know it’s hard to believe, but she has a soft side. You’re right. It is hard to believe. She’s also a ferocious backgammon player, and I really like the competition.
Elizabeth: [ Scoffs ]
Finn: And just like my dad, loves a good argument. And, you know, it looks like he’s holding his own, kinda.
Tracy: I’m not gonna stand here and defend my relationship with Alexis. It’s none of your business.
Gregory: Just like my health is none of your business.
Tracy: I cannot keep arguing with you about this. I have to speak to a doctor.
Gregory: Oh, so you’re the one who needs medical help?
Tracy: No, it’s not for me, it’s… it — it’s for my son. He needs to be committed.
Olivia: So, um… that’s Brook Lynn’s keyboard. This is where she writes most of her music. Actually, um… I-I’m sure that she would love to have a writing partner. You know, you could be the — the Lennon to her McCartney.
Ned: [ Chuckles ] Uh, I don’t know. I’ve always done my own thing. I don’t see myself as a duo.
Olivia: Well, she — she wouldn’t be singing, you know. She’d be helping you write songs and, you know, producing, and…
Ned: Oh, so she doesn’t sing?
Olivia: Well, she used to. She used to. It’s — it’s, uh… it’s a long story, but [Chuckles] it beats busking on a street corner, right?
Ned: I need more than this. I mean [Chuckles] I need to be on a stage. I need an audience.
Olivia: Well… you’ve got one.
Anna: So, when did this connection between Pikeman and the WSB start?
Valentin: I don’t know. I don’t know how far back it goes. I was at the WSB when Pikeman recruited me, as were a lot of current and former WSB agents who now find themselves working for Pikeman. It seemed to me some kind of… revolving door. Any agent who left The Bureau could find a position at Pikeman.
Anna: [ Exhales sharply ] Okay. So you worked for them years ago. I’m presuming this is around the time that Victor was head of The Bureau.
Valentin: Yeah. Why?
Janice: Here you go. You’re all set.
Brook Lynn: Thank you, Janice.
Janice: I’ll have an orderly take you to Ms. Gilmore’s room.
Cody: Sasha? Sasha. Sasha, hey. Hey, it’s me, Cody.
He can’t keep staying out all night and partying. He’s gonna crash and burn, and I’m trying to stop it before that happens. The best thing you can do for him is put him in a psychiatric facility.
Ned: (singing) I don’t know who to turn to and learn to love again [ Clears throat ] (speaking) My throat’s really dry, um, from all the singing. Do you think you could just get me something to drink?
Olivia: Uh, how about — how about iced tea?
Gregory: Committed? Why on earth would you do that to your son?
Tracy: You saw him at Rice Plaza. He is delusional. He has abandoned his wife, his children, and his business. You tell me — what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t get him help?
Gregory: He’s not your responsibility. He’s an adult.
Tracy: He’s an adult who believes he’s someone else!
Gregory: [ Chuckling ] You can’t lock him up just because he doesn’t conform to who you want him to be.
Tracy: This is not about me wanting him to be the perfect son. This is about me trying to get him to see that he is my son. He’s Ned Quartermaine.
Gregory: You have no business taking away his agency. He has every right to live his life as he chooses. You can’t make decisions for him. You can’t deprive him of his liberty and independence. Doesn’t his freedom mean anything to you? ‘Cause it should. Who cares what name he’s calling himself? The important thing is he’s living his truth without anyone else interfering. If he hasn’t asked for help, he doesn’t need it.
Tracy: I did not ask for a lecture, professor.
Gregory: I’m just trying to help you see it from Ned’s point of view.
Tracy: Don’t you mean Eddie? [ Exhales deeply ] Look, I’m… I’m sure you are really trying to help me, but… …I know what I have to do.
Gregory: I don’t know how you put up with that woman. Uh, if you’ll excuse me, I have some research to do.
Finn: Yeah, uh, Dad, you — oh, okay.
Elizabeth: Well, that was uncomfortable.
Finn: Yeah. Yeah, it was.
Janice: Now, before you see Ms. Gilmore, you might want to prepare yourself.
Brook Lynn: What do you mean?
Janice: Well, your friend is in a fragile state. She’s emotional and volatile, so you’ll need a medical professional with you during the visit. Ronald will stay in the room with you.
Brook Lynn: [ Chuckles ] Is that really necessary?
Janice: Yes, Dr. Montague left a note in her chart saying all visits must be supervised. It’s for your own safety as well as the patient’s. Right this way, please.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Olivia: Ned? Ned? Eddie?
Anna: You used to work for the WSB. You put together a deal with Pikeman and Sonny, and then you ask me, also a former agent, to deliver a message to Sonny. And then a couple of minutes later, shots are fired, either for him or me. And the rifle used happened to be at one point in the custody of The Bureau.
Valentin: You think the WSB and Pikeman are behind the shooting?
Anna: I think the connection is stunningly obvious. I was the target, and I refuse to be a sitting duck. So you know what? If you’ve got anything else that you’ve forgotten to tell me, now would be a really good time to do so before they take another shot. Because honestly, the next time, they might not miss.
Valentin: I have told you everything I know about Pikeman and their connection to the WSB, and it kills me to think that I put you in danger because I would never have sent you to Sonny with that message if I had known. I want to — Okay. Where are you going?
Anna: Well, there is a missing piece, Valentin, and I’m going to find out what that is.
Cody: Sasha, it’s me. It’s Cody. Everything’s gonna be okay now. I’m gonna try and get you out of here, okay? Sasha.
Sasha: No, no, no. Don’t touch me! No! Get away from me!
Cody: Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. It’s okay. It’s just me. It’s just me. It’s okay. You’re safe.
Sasha: Leave me alone! [ Screaming ] Help!
Cody: Sasha —
Sasha: Help! Get out! Get out! [ Screaming ]
Ronald: Hey! Both of you get out of here, right now! I’m calling security!
Sasha: [ Screaming ] Leave me alone! [ Sobbing ] Get away from me!
On the next “General Hospital” —
Portia (to Trina): This is the best news I’ve had in a long time!
Jordan: I want to help.
Dante: So far we just have more questions than answers.
Olivia (to Carly): How can you even offer that after the way I treated you?
Sonny (to Nina): What’d you go to her office to talk to her about?
Marshall (to Curtis): I don’t think it’s a good time to leave town.
Alexis (to Gregory): It makes me so mad!