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June
16, 2004 Transcript At Wyndermere Alexis: Nikolas? Nikolas: What did you just call me? Emily: Alexis, I'm sorry. I should have called to let you know I was bringing a friend by. This is Connor Bishop. Connor, this is Nikolas' aunt, Alexis Davis. Nikolas: Hello. I apologize for showing up like this. I was at a bit of loose ends this evening, and Emily thought I might enjoy a tour. Alexis: By all means, make yourself at home. Nikolas: May I ask why you called me Nikolas? Alexis: Uh, trick of the eye. I walked in, you were standing by the fireplace, and my nephew used to stand by the fireplace like that and I just said his name without thinking. Emily: Connor, could I ask you a huge favor? Nikolas: Of course. Emily: Yeah, I just realized that I don't have my cell phone, and I'm not sure if I left it in the car or on the docks. Is there any way you could find your way back down there to check on it for me? Nikolas: Sure, no problem. It was nice to have met you. Alexis: At least we know that his good manners are still intact. Emily: Alexis, I'm sorry. I had no idea that you came out here anymore. Alexis: I had to come here working on Skye’s case and I needed to check -- never mind. Are you certain this is the way that you want to handle Nikolas? Emily: The memory therapy is helping, Alexis. Nikolas described being on the roof of the Port Charles Hotel, watching the rescue helicopters take off. Alexis: Then why don't you just tell him the rest? Tell him that this Mary Bishop took advantage of his injuries and effectively kidnapped him. Emily: It does no good to tell Nikolas who he is. He needs to remember. Alexis: All right, I'm going to trust your judgment. I know that Nikolas would want me to do whatever you decide. [Door opens] Nikolas: Your cell must be in the car after all. Emily: Yeah. Thanks for checking. Alexis: I hope that you'll excuse me. I have a dinner engagement. I'm really glad that Emily brought you here. I want you to feel free to come back anytime. Nikolas: Thank you. She's very gracious. Emily: Yeah. She likes you. Nikolas: Is that why you found an excuse to get me out of the room -- so you could ask Nikolas' aunt what she thinks about me? At The Cellar Ric: Well, what's this, Attorneys' Night at The Cellar? Justus: I don't know about you, Counselor, but Ms. McNeill and I here are on a date. Ric: Oh, I see. Yeah, one more connection between the Corinthos-Morgan faction and Courtney’s foundation. Justus: Ric, you want to file a case and come after Sonny, file a case. I look forward to beating you. But don't come at him through a children's foundation. Ric: Was never my intention. Be mindful of the company you keep, Ms. McNeill. Jen: Well, I'm impressed. Justus: What? With his single-minded pursuit of his own grudge? Jen: No, with how fired up you get when you actually care about something. You better watch out, Justus. I might start thinking there's more to you than that next billable hour. Ric: Well. Alexis: Oh, God. Ric: Well, hello to you, too. Alexis: Do I need to get a restraining order to stop you from stalking me? Ric: Wait, what, what now? What, are you implying that I somehow miraculously divined that you were going to be here at The Cellar and then I showed up to lie in wait? Alexis, that's paranoia, a sign of an unbalanced mind. Alexis: Is that your idea of ironic humor? You have been pursuing me relentlessly. Ric: I have not been pursuing you. I took you out for dinner once. You got drunk and you kissed me. Alexis: That's obviously because I thought you were someone else. Ric: And now you're embarrassed, so you're overcompensating by imagining -- Alexis: If anyone's is embarrassed, it should be you because you are as transparent as glass -- Ric: I see. Alexis: Trying to compete with your brother. Ric: If I wanted to compete with my brother, Ms. Davis, I would be pursuing Sam or Carly. I wouldn't waste my time on his ex-attorney, who spent, what, a total of one night with him? Alexis: You are so crude. Ric: And you are neurotic. You know what, I thought that I liked something about you, but obviously I was wrong. Unless you're drunk, you're pretty much unbearable. Alexis: Drunk or sober, you are utterly repugnant. Ric: "Repugnant." Now, that is a word that suits you to a T. Alexis: Go away. Carly: (to Faith) Hey. Get out of my club. Faith: I haven't seen Sonny around in a while. What, is he taking a little getaway with Sam? Ric: You might want to get your client under control. Alexis: Faith paid her bill. I'm no longer responsible for her, and Carly is certainly responsible for herself. Carly: Get the bouncer. Faith: Oh, try it and I'll sue. My lawyer happens to be sitting right over there. Now, I realize she used to be your lawyer, too, but I don't think you parted on the best of terms. After all, Sonny dumped Alexis for you, and then he dumped you for Sam, and now he's back with you, but how long can you seriously expect that to last? Carly: Leave. Faith: Time is running out, Mrs. Corinthos. Big daddy's money and power won't be at your disposal very much longer. Carly: What are you talking about, Faith? What have you done to Sonny? Faith: It's what I'm going to do to you, princess. Carly: I said leave. Faith: And I said back off. I am tired of deferring to the almighty Mrs. Corinthos. It is time somebody treated you like the trash you are. Ric: All right, ladies -- Carly: Oh, and I'd like to see you try. (Knocks Faith to the ground) Ric checks Faith's pulse. Ric: You'd better call 911. She's not breathing.
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