pc jan 19 1999 KEVIN: HOME AT LAST. EVE: I WAS BEGINNING TO THINK WE WEREN'T GOING TO MAKE IT. KEVIN: WELL, I'M JUST GLAD WE GOT OUR CLOTHES ON BEFORE THE STORE OWNER SHOWED UP TO OPEN THE STORE. EVE: OH, HEY, THAT REMINDS ME -- I PICKED YOU UP SOMETHING. KEVIN: YOU DID? EVE: WELL, YOU WERE IN THE BACK OF THE STORE DOING SOMETHING, AND I JUST -- I SAW IT AND I THOUGHT OF YOU. THINK OF IT AS A MEMENTO. KEVIN: AW. THIS IS THE SAME KIND OF RACE CAR AS THE BED IN THAT STORE. EVE: DO YOU LIKE IT? KEVIN: I LOVE IT. I HAVE JUST THE SPOT FOR IT. EVE: HEY. WHAT'S DIFFERENT ABOUT THIS PLACE? KEVIN: JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING. EVE: THOSE CRYSTAL THINGIES ARE GONE. AND THAT BOOK ON PSYCHIC HEALING IS NOT HERE. AND EVERYTHING -- KEVIN: THAT BELONGED TO LUCY IS GONE. I PACKED IT ALL UP AND SENT IT OVER TO SCOTT'S. IT BELONGS TO HER. THAT'S WHERE SHE LIVES. EVE: OH. KEVIN: I -- I THINK THAT LOOKS GREAT THERE, DON'T YOU? EVE: I DO. KEVIN: SO, WHEN DO YOU HAVE TO BE AT WORK TODAY? EVE: NOT FOR A WHILE. KEVIN: OH. EVE: WHAT DID YOU HAVE IN MIND? BREAKFAST? KEVIN: NO. EVE: SHOWER? KEVIN: NO. EVE: QUICK GAME OF LASER TAG? KEVIN: NO. NONE OF THE ABOVE. LUCY: LISTEN TO ME, DON. THIS IS SO RIGHT. I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONES. NO, NO, NO. NO, LISTEN. PICTURE "GONE WITH THE WIND" AND THE "TITANIC" -- YOU KNOW, CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC CLOTHING. I LOVE IT, AND -- YEAH. NO, NO, NO, NO. IT'S GOING TO BE GREAT, REALLY. WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS I WANT YOU TO FIND AS MANY ANTEBELLUM DRESS DESIGNS AS YOU CAN. JUST RESEARCH IT A LITTLE BIT FOR ME, OK, AND -- NO. OF COURSE WE WILL JAZZ IT UP. YOU KNOW ME. AND -- NO. THAT'S NOT EXACTLY WHAT I WANT. I'LL TELL YOU WHAT. I HAVE A BETTER IDEA. I AM MOVING BACK INTO THE PORT CHARLES HOTEL TODAY, ROOM 515. YOU KNOW THAT ONE? YEAH. AND I WANT TO MEET YOU FOR LUNCH. HOW ABOUT THAT? YOU CALL ME, AND I'LL COME DOWN, AND WE'LL GO OVER EVERYTHING, AND I'LL TELL YOU MY GREAT IDEAS. OK. YEAH, YEAH. OK. TA. HEY. I WAS JUST GETTING DON ONBOARD WITH THIS NEW ROMANTIC CONTEMPORARY CLOTHING LINE. YOU KNOW, I AM READY TO GO FULL STEAM AHEAD WITH THIS THING. SCOTT: IT SOUNDS TO ME THAT THE ONLY THING YOU'RE MOVING FULL STEAM AHEAD TO IS THE PORT CHARLES HOTEL. DOCTOR: YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO WORRY ABOUT, COURTNEY. THE WORST IS OVER. JOE: DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD START HER ON SOME ANTIBIOTICS IN CASE THERE'S ANY RESIDUAL CELLULITIS? DOCTOR: NO, IT LOOKS LIKE IT'S RESOLVING ITSELF ON ITS OWN. I DON'T NEED TO COME AGAIN. ELENI: THEN, SHE IS WELL ENOUGH TO TRAVEL? DOCTOR: ABSOLUTELY. KOSTA: THANK YOU AGAIN, THEMIOS. THEMIOS: YOU'RE QUITE WELCOME, MR. KANELOS. YASOS. ELENI: I HOPE YOU FIND YOUR ACCOMMODATIONS COMFORTABLE. JOE: I PARTICULARLY LIKE THE ARMED GUARDS OUTSIDE OUR DOORS. KOSTA: WE WILL BE SERVING DINNER SHORTLY, IF YOU CARE TO JOIN US. COURTNEY: WHY DO YOU ACT LIKE WE DON'T KNOW WE'RE BEING HELD AGAINST OUR WILL? KOSTA: YOU'RE WELL NOW. YOU'RE FREE TO GO. COURTNEY: GOOD. THEN WE WILL, TOMORROW. AND WE'RE TAKING NEIL WITH US. KOSTA: YOU MAY GO HOME TOMORROW IF YOU LIKE, OR YOU MAY STAY HERE WITH NEIL. BUT YOU'RE NOT TAKING HIM BACK TO AMERICA. AND IF YOU DO LEAVE, YOU WILL NOT SEE HIM AGAIN. [CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY NCI'S CORPORATE PARTNERS] SCOTT: WHY ARE YOU MOVING OUT? LUCY: UH -- WELL, YOU KNOW, THAT ROOM AT THE PORT CHARLES HOTEL THAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR BECAME AVAILABLE. SCOTT: THANKS FOR TELLING ME. LUCY: I -- I DID. SCOTT: WHEN? LUCY: THAT NIGHT AT MARIO'S. REMEMBER, WHEN WE WERE TALKING ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP AND EVERYTHING, AND THEN EVERYBODY GOT SO SICK. SCOTT: WE WERE TALKING ABOUT HOW WE WERE TOGETHER BECAUSE OF OUR PAST AND BECAUSE WE WERE IN THAT LITTLE LOST WORLD IN FLORIDA, BUT I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW THAT'S NOT WHY. LUCY: YOU'RE RIGHT. I DO KNOW THAT NOW. SCOTT: OK. WHY YOU MOVING OUT? LUCY: OK. UH -- I LOVE LIVING HERE. I LOVE LIVING AT THE FIREHOUSE WITH YOU. BUT I JUST REALLY BELIEVE IT SENDS THE WRONG KIND OF MESSAGE TO SERENA. SCOTT: WHAT -- WHAT, THE WRONG MESSAGE? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? THAT HER ALMOST-MOTHER LOVES HER, WANTS TO BE AROUND HER? HOW IS THAT THE WRONG MESSAGE? LUCY: WE'VE -- WE'VE BECOME LOVERS AGAIN. SCOTT: AS WELL WE SHOULD BE. LUCY: YES, BUT WE ARE TWO SINGLE PEOPLE LIVING IN A HOUSE WITH A CHILD. SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE THAT HAPPEN THAT WAY, OK? SCOTT: ARE YOU SAYING THAT WE SHOULD GET MARRIED? LUCY: NO. NO. NO. NO, NO, OF COURSE NOT, BECAUSE WE HAVEN'T EVEN REALLY DATED. WE JUST STARTED SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN. I DON'T WANT TO GO RUSHING INTO SOMETHING LIKE WE ALWAYS SEEN TO DO. NO. SCOTT: FINE, SO LET'S JUST RUSH RIGHT OUT OF HERE INSTEAD, HUH? AND I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW, THAT'S NOT WHAT SERENA WANTS. LUCY: YOU'RE RIGHT. I'LL GIVE YOU THAT. IT'S NOT WHAT SHE WANTS. BUT SHE'S A LITTLE GIRL. IT'S WHAT SHE NEEDS. I DO NOT WANT TO CONFUSE HER ANYMORE. SHE'S BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH. NO, I -- SCOTT: OK. WELL, WHAT ABOUT ME? WHAT ABOUT WHAT I NEED? LUCY: RIGHT NOW THIS CANNOT BE ABOUT YOU AND ABOUT ME. SCOTT: YOU SURE? LUCY: YES, I AM SURE. LISTEN, I AM NOT RUNNING AWAY FROM YOU. I AM NOT. I LOVE BEING HERE. AND I'LL TELL YOU WHAT -- I WILL GIVE YOU A GOLD-PLATED KEY TO MY HOTEL SUITE, ALL RIGHT? YOU CAN USE THAT KEY -- HEY -- MORNING, NOON, OR NIGHT, ANYTIME YOU WANT. BUT I CAN'T LIVE WITH YOU HERE LIKE THIS RIGHT NOW. IT'S JUST NOT THE RIGHT THING FOR SERENA. EVE: WHAT DID YOU THINK ABOUT ME WHEN WE FIRST MET? KEVIN: THE FIRST TIME WE MET? EVE: MM-HMM. KEVIN: UM -- OH, YEAH. EVE: WHAT? KEVIN: THE FIRST TIME WE MET, I THOUGHT, "THAT'S THE SHORTEST SKIRT I'VE EVER SEEN ON A DOCTOR." EVE: GOOD. YOU NOTICED. KEVIN: WELL, WHAT DID YOU THINK OF ME? EVE: I DIDN'T WANT TO. KEVIN: YOU DIDN'T WANT TO WHAT? EVE: SEE YOU. NOT THE WAY I WAS SUPPOSED TO. ELLEN BURGESS HAD ALL OF THE INTERNS GO TO A SHRINK AFTER COOPER HELD US ALL HOSTAGE, REMEMBER? KEVIN: MM-HMM. EVE: AND THAT WAS THE LAST THING I WANTED TO DO BECAUSE, TO BE HONEST WITH YOU, I THOUGHT MY HEAD WAS JUST THE RIGHT SIZE AS IT WAS. KEVIN: AND IT WAS. AND THEN YOU MET ME, AND I SWEPT YOU RIGHT OFF YOUR FEET. EVE: NO. I THOUGHT, "HOW CAN I GET OUT OF THIS?" KEVIN: INTIMIDATED BY MY PROFESSIONAL DEMEANOR? EVE: NO, I JUST THOUGHT I'D BE BORED TO DEATH. KEVIN: "BORED"? EVE: WELL -- KEVIN: BORED? EVE: WELL, KEVIN -- KEVIN: BORED. EVE: KEVIN, KEVIN, LISTEN. NO -- WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. YOU WERE SO RIGID BACK THEN, AND YOU HAD THIS SORT OF FORMAL DEMEANOR -- KEVIN: SO -- EVE: HMM? KEVIN: STILL BORED? EVE: I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING MY WHOLE LIFE. JOE: I CAN'T BELIEVE THE KANELOSES THINK THEY'RE GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THIS. COURTNEY: OH, BELIEVE IT. THEY HAVE NEIL NOW, AND THEY WILL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO KEEP HIM. KOSTA: AH, HERE THEY ARE. NEIL: MOM! THE DOCTOR SAID YOU'RE FEELING BETTER. COURTNEY: I AM FEELING MUCH BETTER, THANK YOU. SO TELL ME, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO? NEIL: VICTOR WAS JUST TELLING ME ABOUT THE TROJAN WAR, WHEN PARIS STOLE HELEN AND THEN THE GREEKS SAILED TO TROY TO GET HER BACK. COURTNEY: WELL, THAT SOUNDS VERY EXCITING. JOE: I KNOW THAT STORY. THE GREEKS STAYED AND FOUGHT FOR 10 YEARS. NEIL: THAT'S A LONG TIME. JOE: WELL, SOME PEOPLE GO TO ANY LENGTHS, NO MATTER HOW HARD OR HOW LONG, TO GET BACK WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY THEIRS. KOSTA: INDEED. ELENI: SINCE WE ARE ALL HERE, WE SHOULD EAT. IT'S BUFFET STYLE, SO SERVE YOURSELVES. VICTOR: THANK YOU, ELENI. I'M FAMISHED. MARY: HOW CAN YOU THINK OF EATING AT A TIME LIKE THIS? VICTOR: FIRST LAW OF THE TOOTHPASTE BUSINESS IS EAT EVERY CHANCE YOU GET. BESIDES, YOU HAVE TO HAVE PROPER NOURISHMENT TO KEEP YOUR SYNAPSES FUNCTIONING. ONE THING'S FOR SURE -- WE'RE NOT A PHYSICAL MATCH FOR ALL OF THESE GUARDS. WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO THINK OUR WAY OUT OF THIS MESS. NEIL: GIGIA, HOW COME YOU TOLD ME MOM WAS DEAD? ELENI: WELL, WE WERE TOLD THAT MR. SCANLON AND YOUR MOTHER WERE LOST AT SEA. LUCKILY FOR US, MARY AND VICTOR WERE BRAVE ENOUGH AND SMART ENOUGH TO FIND THEM. NEIL: DOES THAT MEAN, IF YOU'RE FEELING BETTER, WE CAN GO HOME NOW? KOSTA: ACTUALLY, NEIL, YOUR MOTHER HAS COME TO THE REALIZATION THAT GREECE IS THE BEST PLACE FOR YOU TO BE RAISED. IN FACT, SHE THINKS IT'S SO MUCH BETTER HERE, SHE IS CONSIDERING MOVING BACK HERE HERSELF. NEIL: REALLY? I'M ON AN ALL-NIGHT FLIGHT WHEN SUDDENLY... TERRIBLE HEARTBURN. THE GUY IN THE NEXT SEAT SAYS, "HERE, TRY THIS-- ZANTAC 75." "THANKS," I SAY. "YOU KNOW, MAYBE I OUGHT TO SEE A DOCTOR ABOUT THIS HEARTBURN." HE SAYS... "YOU JUST DID." THE MEDICINE IN ZANTAC 75 IS THE NUMBER ONE DOCTOR-PRESCRIBED ACID REDUCER. IT RELIEVES EVEN YOUR TOUGHEST HEARTBURN CONTROLLING ACID FOR UP TO 12 HOURS. THANKS, DOCTOR WHEREVER YOU ARE. ZANTAC 75 FOR TOUGH HEARTBURN. - IT'S TAX TIME. - [ Whooping ] - AND IF YOU'RE A RAPID REFUND CUSTOMER, - [ Whooping Continues ] IT'S A GOOD TIME. RAPID REFUND ELECTRONIC FILING FROM H&R BLOCK. - [ Whooping Continues ] - [ Dog Barks ] 5y? ü LEVER 2000. A TOUGH DEODORANT CLEAN, PLUS MOISTURIZERS FOR YOUR SKIN. THE TOUCHABLE CLEAN, FOR ALL YOUR 2000 PARTS. HEY, PARKAY, WHAT'S THE WORD ? BETTER. - BETTER ? AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO SAY, "BUTTER" ? - BETTER. BUTTER. BETTER. LOOK AT HOW YOU MELT. JUST LIKE BUTTER. MMM. YOU REALLY DO TASTE BETTER. BUTTER ! THE FLAVOR SAYS-- BUTTER. PHDESIGNED WITH FLOSS IN MIND, THE COLGATE TOTAL PROFESSIONAL TOOTHBRUSH... HAS BRISTLES THAT CLEAN DOWN AND AROUND TEETH... AND ALONG THE GUM LINE. COLGATE TOTAL. LUCY: ALL RIGHT. I KNOW YOU'RE MAD AT ME, AND THAT'S OK. BUT I NEED HELP WITH ALL MY STUFF, AND YOU ARE THE ONLY GUY AROUND HERE, SO HELP. SCOTT: YOU KNOW YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY. YOU KNOW THAT. LUCY: I KNOW THAT. I'M JUST TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING HERE. CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT? SCOTT: WELL, NO. I THINK YOU'RE DOING THE WRONG THING. HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT? LUCY: FINE. FINE. OK, THEN. WE'RE AT AN IMPASSE. SO HOW ABOUT THIS -- I WILL SEND SOMEONE BACK TO GET ALL MY THINGS IF YOU WILL JUST DRIVE ME TO THE HOTEL. WE WON'T TALK ABOUT THIS ANYMORE. I WON'T SAY ANOTHER WORD, OK? SCOTT: OH, THAT'S A GOOD ONE. YOU'LL BE BLABBERING ALL THE WAY OVER THERE. LUCY: WELL, OBVIOUSLY YOU DON'T KNOW ME AS WELL AS YOU THINK YOU DO BECAUSE I'M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF KEEPING MY MOUTH CLOSED. SCOTT: OH, YEAH? LUCY: YEAH. SCOTT: THERE'S A WORD. YOU SEE? YOU CAN'T BE QUIET FOR FIVE MINUTES. YOU'RE PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE OF THAT, LUCY. LOOK AT -- YOU'RE TWITCHING AROUND THERE. YOU'RE JUST DYING TO START TALKING, AREN'T YOU? WHEN YOU GET THE HOTEL, YOU'D BETTER GET THREE ROOMS -- ONE FOR YOU, ONE FOR YOUR SHOES, AND ONE FOR THAT SMELLY DUCK. LUCY: OH. YOU ARE SO DARN IMMATURE. SCOTT: YOU DIDN'T EVEN MAKE 30 SECONDS. LUCY: OK. SO NOW WHO'S YAPPING THEIR MOUTH? I BET YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED AT ALL EVER. SCOTT: OH, I CAN BE QUIET. I CAN JUST ZIP IT RIGHT UP. THAT'S THE END OF IT. I WON'T SAY A -- UTTER A PEEP UNTIL WE GET TO YOUR HOTEL. LUCY: YOU PROMISE? EVE: BOY, WHOEVER SAID YOU CAN'T LIVE ON LOVE ALONE IS ABSOLUTELY RIGHT. KEVIN: YEP. EVE: I NEED A TURKEY SANDWICH DESPERATELY. LET'S RAID YOUR FRIDGE. KEVIN: WELL, WEOULD WASTE OUR TIME, BUT THERE'S NOTHING IN THERE. EVE: YOU HAVE NOTHING WHATSOEVER TO EAT IN THIS HOUSE? KEVIN: NOT A MORSEL. BUT I HAVE A GOOD IDEA. EVE: WHAT? KEVIN: I HAVE TO DRIVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL ANYWAY BECAUSE YOUR CAR IS STILL BROKEN DOWN AT THE THRIFT STORE, SO WHY DON'T WE JUST STOP OFF AT THE PORT CHARLES GRILL. EVE: WELL, THAT SOUNDS GOOD. BUT NOT AS GOOD AS THIS. EVE: NOW, ARE YOU SURE THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT IN THE HOUSE? KEVIN: ARE YOU PARTIAL TO STALE CRACKERS AND MAYONNAISE? EVE: LET'S GO. KEVIN: RIGHT. HEY -- OH, WAIT. EVE: OH, OH. COME ON. COME ON, I'M HUNGRY. NEIL: FINISHED. COURTNEY: OK. WHAT DO YOU SAY? NEIL: THANK YOU FOR DINNER. COURTNEY: A GUEST ALWAYS THANKS THE HOST. NEIL: CAN YOU READ ME A STORY BEFORE I GO TO BED? COURTNEY: YEAH, YOU BET. ALL RIGHT, GO ON. JOE: GOOD NIGHT, BUDDY. ELENI: NEIL IS NOT A GUEST. THIS IS HIS HOME. JOE: THE HELL IT IS. MARY: JOE! JOE: I UNDERSTAND HOW DIFFICULT IT MUST BE FOR YOU TO HAVE LOST YOUR SON. IT WAS A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY. BUT THAT DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TAKE MY SON. COURTNEY: LOOK, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE US, CHECK JOHN AND NEIL'S MEDICAL RECORDS. THEIR BLOOD TYPES ARE INCOMPATIBLE. NEIL IS NOT YOUR GRANDSON. KOSTA: WE HAVE LOVED HIM SINCE THE DAY HE WAS BORN. WE HELPED RAISE HIM FOR SEVEN YEARS. DON'T THINK YOU CAN SNAP YOUR FINGERS AND TELL US HE'S NO LONGER PART OF OUR FAMILY. THE BIOLOGY IS MEANINGLESS. JOE: NOBODY SAID YOU COULDN'T BE PART OF NEIL'S LIFE. BUT YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO KEEP HIM FROM US. ELENI: AND WHAT GAVE HER THE RIGHT TO STEAL HIM AWAY TO AMERICA WITHOUT TELLING US A WORD OF WHERE THEY WERE? HOW DO YOU THINK WE FELT? MARY: OH, THAT MUST HAVE BEEN TERRIBLE FOR YOU, MRS. KANELOS. NEIL IS MY GRANDSON, TOO, AND I WOULD HATE THE THOUGHT OF NOT SEEING HIM AGAIN. BUT YOU'RE FORGETTING A VERY IMPORTANT FACTOR -- WHAT DOES NEIL WANT? AND IT'S CLEAR HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE SEPARATED FROM HIS MOTHER. KOSTA: SHE IS WELCOME TO STAY HERE. COURTNEY: I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE. KOSTA: I SUGGEST YOU MAKE THAT DECISION IN THE MORNING. JOE: YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS. KOSTA: MAY I REMIND YOU THAT YOU AND COURTNEY ARE STILL BEING SOUGHT ON SMUGGLING CHARGES? I COULD PICK UP THE PHONE -- VICTOR: KOSTA, NO -- KOSTA: AND HAVE THE AUTHORITIES HERE AND HAVE YOU IN JAIL INSIDE OF AN HOUR. VICTOR: THERE'S NO NEED TO MAKE THREATS. KOSTA: TOMORROW, YOU WILL ALL BE TRANSPORTED BACK TO THE MAINLAND. YOU HAVE THE NIGHT TO THINK WHETHER YOU WANT TO STAY HERE WITH YOUR SON OR NOT. BUT WHATEVER YOU DECIDE, NEIL STAYS HERE WITH US. TONIGHT, WHILE YOU WERE OUT, YOUR KIDS WERE IN THE TRUSTED CARE OF BETTY THE BABYSITTER. YOU KNOW THEY ATE WELL BECAUSE BETTY MADE NEW SWANSON BONELESS FRIED CHICKEN DINNERS. YOUR KIDS ATE THE BROWNIES FIRST. THEY DEVOURED THE TENDER ALL WHITE MEAT IN THE CRISPY COATING WITH LESS THAN PERFECT TABLE MANNERS, AND THEY FINISHED THEIR MASHED POTATOES WITH THEIR FINGERS. OH, LIKE WHEN YOU WERE A KID, YOU DIDN'T EAT A SWANSON DINNER THE SAME WAY WITH JOAN THE BABYSITTER. MANY CLOTHES WERE DESIGNED... TO GO IN THE GENTLE CYCLE. MANY REGULAR DETERGENTS WERE NOT. GENTLE CYCLE WOOLITE CONTAINS NO BLEACH OR ENZYMES. AND THERE'S NO SHRINKING, STRETCHING OR FADING. TRUST YOUR CLOTHES TO WOOLITE. WINTER'S A BLAST, BUT TOUGH ON YOUR LIPS. NEW FLAVA-CRAZE TO THE RESCUE ! IT'S TOTALLY CHAPSTICK... FOR SERIOUS LIP PROTECTION. IN THREE RADICAL FRUIT FLAVORS. Channel 4 Thu Jan 21 13:17:45 1999 >> Stefa TASTES LIKE FUN ! NEW... BOTH OF THESE CONTAINERS CAN GO INTO THE MICROWAVE. ONE OF THEM DOESN'T ALWAYS MAKE IT. NEW... THESE CONTAINERS COST ABOUT THE SAME. BUT HOW DO THEY REALLY STACK UP ? WHEN I BITE INTO A YORK PEPPERMINT PATTIE, I GET THE SENSATION THAT I'M... POISED ON THE ICE, MY BACK TO THE GOAL, FACING ICY PUCK AFTER ICY PUCK! SAVE! KICK SAVE! AND A BEAUT! YORK PEPPERMINT PATTIE. GET THE SENSATION. TEDDY GIBBS TOUGHS IT OUT THROUGH THE RAW SOAR THROAT, THE HACKING COUGH, THE FEVER. NOW HE NEEDS... [WHISTLING] MAXIMUM STRENGTH THERAFLU. FAST, SOOTHING HOT LIQUID THERAFLU. wqúÑlGcwlÑllwASxD;ÑlxYYGúcYéññÑlxYñ/c~ls>Ñll,YDÑalYtÑl~vçÑGóñlúÑlÑlYxYçYcÑlf EVE: WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T GET THE OYSTERS. KEVIN: WHY NOT? THEY'RE GOOD HERE. EVE: I KNOW THEY ARE. BUT I'M AFRAID THEY MAY PUT YOUR ALREADY OVERACTIVE LIBIDO INTO OVERDRIVE. KEVIN: WELL, THAT SETTLES IT. EVE: AND WHAT ARE YOU GETTING? KEVIN: OYSTERS. EVE: I KNEW IT. AT THIS RATE, I WILL NEVER GET BACK TO THE HOSPITAL. YOU KNOW THAT. KEVIN: THAT'S THE WHOLE IDEA. LUCY: PLEASE, COME ON. PLEASE, LISTEN TO ME. I AM HERE. YOU ARE HERE. YOU HAVE TO EAT, I HAVE TO EAT, AND I WANT YOU TO BE HERE WHEN I TALK TO DON ABOUT THIS NEW CLOTHING LINE. PLEASE. SCOTT: WHY? LUCY: WHY? BECAUSE I WANT TO PICK YOUR BRAIN ABOUT THIS BUSINESS VENTURE. YOU ARE MY BEST BUSINESS PARTNER AND MY OTHER KIND OF PARTNER, TOO, OK? SCOTT: YEAH. WELL, AS LONG AS YOU'RE LIVING HERE, AND I'M -- LUCY: OK, OK, OK. JUST STAY. HEY. EXCUSE ME. MAITRE D': YES? LUCY: BIX. LISTEN -- COE, PARTY FOR THREE, PLEASE. BIX: IS THE OTHER PARTY HERE? LUCY: NO, NOT YET. BIX: WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE SEATED? LUCY: YEAH. GOOD IDEA. BIX: THIS WAY. LUCY: THANK YOU. KEVIN: A TOAST -- TO MAKING LOVERS OUT OF FRIENDS. EVE: MAY WE BE THE BEST OF BOTH. OH, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. AND TO THE NEW LIMBO KING OF PORT CHARLES. SCOTT: WHAT? LUCY: OH, GREAT. SCOTT: WHAT'S UP? LUCY: WELL, THEY -- THEY SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE WE GO, EVEN THIS RESTAURANT. SCOTT: WELL, YOU KNOW, WE DO HAVE SIMILAR TASTES. LUCY: OH, VERY FUNNY. DON IS NOT HERE. HE'S LATE. YOU KNOW, I'M GOING TO GO CALL THE OFFICE AND CHECK OUT WHERE HE MIGHT BE. EXCUSE ME. EVE: I'M GETTING THIS TINGLY SENSATION. KEVIN: OH, YEAH? EVE: IT'S MY PAGER. KEVIN: OH. WELL, WHO IS IT? EVE: UH-OH. IT'S THE HOSPITAL. WELL, WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO PUT THOSE OYSTERS ON HOLD. I HAVE TO GO CHECK AND SEE WHAT THIS IS ABOUT. EXCUSE ME. SCOTT: HI, EVE. EVE: HI. SCOTT: YOU -- YOU'RE LOOKING PERKY. EVE: PERKY, HUH? YEAH. I GUESS IT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE I'M HUNGRY. I -- I'M HUNGRY. I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO THE MAC AND CHEESE. I HEAR IT'S PRETTY GOOD HERE. SCOTT: YEAH. I KNOW HOW YOU LIKE TO EAT. EVE: WHAT ARE YOU HAVING? SCOTT: WELL, I'LL PROBABLY START WITH THE STONE CRABS, VICHYSSOISE, GO RIGHT TO THE T-BONE. EVE: SOUNDS GOOD. I'VE NEVER HAD THE T-BONE HERE. SCOTT: IT'S GOOD. EVE: GOOD. SCOTT: BOY, THIS CONVERSATION IS TOO SNAPPY FOR ME. EVE: I KNOW. IT'S -- I ACTUALLY HAVE TO GO MAKE A PHONE CALL. THE HOSPITAL BEEPED ME, SO -- SCOTT: GOOD TO SEE YOU. EVE: IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU. LUCY: HI. KEVIN: HI. LUCY: I -- I JUST WANTED TO THANK YOU FOR SENDING ALL MY THINGS OVER IN THAT LOVELY CARDBOARD BOX. KEVIN: WELL, I WOULD HAVE GIFT-WRAPPED IT, BUT I FIGURE YOU NEED IT NOW THAT YOU'RE LIVING AT THE FIREHOUSE. LUCY: I'M NOT LIVING AT THE FIREHOUSE. KEVIN: YOU'RE NOT? LUCY: NO. NO, I'M NOT. ACTUALLY, I AM LIVING HERE IN A SUITE AT THE HOTEL. KEVIN: WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? LUCY: TODAY. EVE: HI, LUCY. LUCY: EVE. HI. WELL, I CERTAINLY DIDN'T MEAN TO INTERRUPT OR ANYTHING. AND I HAVE A LUNCH MEETING MYSELF, SO TA. KEVIN: BYE. EVE: WELL, I'M SORRY ABOUT THE OYSTERS, BUT I HAVE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL. I HAVE AN ASSIST ON A QUADRUPLE BYPASS. KEVIN: OH. NO PROBLEM. COURTNEY: I HATE THEM SO MUCH. THIS IS WHY I HAD TO GET AWAY IN THE FIRST PLACE. THEY ARE SO CONTROLLING, JOE.G JOE: HEY, CALM DOWN. IF WE CAN FIGURE OUT A WAY TO ASSURE THE KANELOSES THAT THEY CAN STILL BE A PART OF NEIL'S LIFE, THEN MAYBE THEY'LL LET HIM GO. COURTNEY: JOE, HOW COULD YOU EVEN THING ABOUT NEGOTIATING WITH THEM? THEY HAVE NO RIGHT TO HIM. THEY'RE NOT EVEN HIS GRANDPARENTS. HE'S YOUR SON. JOE: I'M SAYING THIS BECAUSE NEIL IS MY SON. WE HAVE TO --