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Alexis: I know it doesn’t look like I’m busy, but I am. Particularly in my head. So if you want to text or email me, that might be good.
Carly: I’m not going anywhere until you hear me out. And you’re gonna want to hear this. It’s about our kids.
Alexis: Oh, god, what happened now?
Carly: It’s Sonny, Alexis. It’s always Sonny. He’s lost his mind since Brenda left. I don’t know if you’ve noticed.
Alexis: I’ve noticed.
Carly: So you agree. We can’t make excuses for Sonny anymore, and we can’t clean up after him, so he’s gonna have to face the consequences of his actions?
Alexis: Who’s “we”? There is no “we.” Go talk to yourself in a mirror.
Carly: I need help.
Alexis: Yes, you do.
Carly: With Sonny, Alexis.
Patrick: You don’t fool me. In fact, you’re blatantly transparent. I can tell you everything about yourself in 20 seconds.
Robin: Really? I would love to hear that. Feel free.
Patrick: You’re smart. You’re too smart for your own good. Your life happens inside your head, except for when you burrow out to work. You live in a serviceable apartment, comfy but impersonal. You spend most nights at your computer hunched over boring notes and endless slides. Your shades are drawn because you don’t want to be distracted by the colorful Paris nights. And right before you go to sleep, you allow yourself one thought — of the time you gave your heart and got it handed back to you, right before you newly resolved to never take that risk again. How’d I do?
Robin: Ok, your logic doesn’t track. This has nothing to do with Stone.
Patrick: Oh, it doesn’t have anything to do with Stone?
Patrick: No? You did penance for a long time. Then you fell in love with Jason. And when that didn’t work out, you took off to Paris, locked yourself in a lab, surrounded yourself with work, and called it dedication, making sure to never enjoy the most beautiful city in the world. Then you really slipped up when you came back to Port Charles.
Patrick: Yeah, you allowed yourself to live, fell in love with me. Now your guilt’s gone haywire, and you’re blaming everyone around you, especially yourself. Hey, listen for a second.
Sonny: You’re deflecting because you’re naive about the situation. But see, here’s the thing. This crush that Kristina has on Ethan has to end, and I’m going to tell you why—because I’m a man.
Sonny: No, listen to me. Kristina keeps pushing and pushing this relationship with Ethan. As a man—I don’t care how platonic this relationship is—he will give in, and something’s going to happen. Do you want that?
Sonny: No. So stop letting her manipulate you into complacency. You are the mother. You tell her what you want. And that’s done.
Alexis: You are such a hypocrite.
Alexis: Because Michael is living with an ex stripper, and that gets your seal of approval?
Sonny: That’s different.
Alexis: Really? How?
Sonny: ‘Cause Michael’s a boy.
Sonny: And nothing.
Alexis: Oh, my God. I gotta go.
Sonny: As long as we’re clear on what I said.
Alexis: Oh. Yeah, we’re clear.
There’s a smell of stale fear that’s reeking from our skins.
The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins
We sit and grow our roots through the floor
But what are we waiting for?
So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe
Jason: “You have this thing you do when something’s really important. You pretend that you don’t want it, because it’s like you fight what would make you happy. You’re afraid if you get it, it’s going to be taken away.”
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don’t ignore this folks.. where do you think you’ll be after death? come on, think.. your soul isn’t going to another being or animal, either Heaven or hell..