Sonny and Lois' Penthouse:
Sonny:Blood! What are you talking about?
Taggert:It's right here. Take a look.
Sonny:If there's blood on my jacket, you put it there.
Taggert:Oh, so that's going to be your story, is it? That the police are 
trying to frame you.
Sonny:Why not? It worked for OJ.
Garcia:We're done upstairs. You got a gun around here, Corinthos?
Sonny:Yeah, why?
Garcia:We need to take it in and run a ballistic test on it to see if it 
matches the bullet they dug out of Carla Solieto.
Sonny(goes over to where he keeps his gun and takes it out)Here.
Garcia:Thanks, you'll get this back when we're finished with it. Come 
on, Marcus.
Taggert(holds up the jacket)We'll also be running tests on the blood on 
this jacket. If it matches the Solieto broad's blood, your ass is grass, 
Corinthos. You'll be mine.(With that we closes the door behind him as he 
leaves)
Lois:Sonny, wasn't that the jacket you were wearing the night Carla got 
shot?
Sonny:Yeah, it was. Cerullo, I've got a real bad feeling about this.

Wyndemere:
Mrs. Lansbury:Good afternoon, Mrs. Cassadine. (she points at a vase of 
flowers)Those came for you while you were gone.
Bobbie:Was there a card.
Mrs. Lansbury:Right here. (She hands it to Bobbie)
Bobbie:(reads it aloud)I'm thinking of you, Red. Here's hoping you're 
doing the same. Jerry. Mrs. Lansbury, I was wondering about something. 
Are there any pictures around here of Stefan when he was young. Say 
eighteen or twenty?
Mrs. Lansbury:Yes, I believe they're kept in the attic. Why?
Bobbie:Oh, I was just curious. Thank you, Mrs. Lansbury.

Katherine's Office, Deception:
Kat(as Jerry enters)What can I do for you, Mr. Jacks?
Jerry:It's more waht we can do for each other. I understand up until 
recently you were living with Stefan Cassadine as his paramour.
Kat:Just what business is that of yours.
Jerry:Because Cassadine has messed up my relationship with Bobbie 
Spencer. I don't know how he managed it, but he's gotten her to go back 
to him as his wife.
Kat:What!
Jerry:That's right, but if we work together we can make sure this 
reconciliation is very short-lived.
Kat:Just what do you have in mind.
Jerry:By that, I take it you want him back?
Kat:Yes, I do. He's the mystical love of my life. But I've tried 
everything to win him back and nothing has worked.
Jerry:That was before you were working with me. Have you ever heard the 
term "By hook or by crook?"
Kat:Yes, what does that have to do with this.
Jerry:It's very simple. If you want Cassadine back, all you have to do 
is go to him and tell him you're pregnant with his child.
Kat:But I'm not.
Jerry:A minor detail I'm sure you can remedy once you're back sharing 
his bed, once more. So what do you say? Will you do it?

Wyndemere:
Stefan(enters)Good afternoon, Mrs. Lansbury. Is my wife home, yet.
Mrs. Lansbury:I believe she's upstairs, sir.
Stefan:(notices the vase of flowers)Where did those come from. I wasn't 
aware we had flowers of that sort growing on the island.
Mrs. Lansbury:They were delivered by the florist for Mrs. Cassadine from 
Mr. Jacks.
Stefan(looks at them like they're emitting a noxious fume)That peasant 
just doesn't know when to give up, does he? They offend me. Get rid of 
them. Throw them in the garbage where they belong and replace them with 
flowers that grow naturally on this island.
Mrs. Lansbury:Yes, sir.

Upstairs in the attic:
Bobbie:(is going through old photos of Stefan when she comes across one 
of him as an eighteen year old)Oh, my god, it is him.(she starts having 
a flashback of the night Carly was conceived)
Stefan(looking around the room)I don't normally do things like this. 
This was my father's idea. It's my eighteenth birthday, today, and 
you're his birthday present to me, as barbaric as that sounds.
Bobbie:That happens more times than you'd think. I think it's like a 
right of manhood. You know a father taking his son to his first paid 
whore.
Stefan:Whatever. Since you're the pro, just how do we go about this. The 
sooner we get this over with, the better. Do we exchange names and get 
to know each other first.
Bobbie:No names. I prefer this to stay anonymous. No, we just take off 
our clothes and you tell me what feels good and I'll do it for 
you.(Bobbie comes back to the present)Well, Ruby was right about Stefan 
being one of the men who could be Carly's father. Now all I have to do 
is get a hold of a picture of Jerry when he was eighteen and if he is 
the other man, then I'll have to decide what I'm going to do about this.

P.C.P.D.:
Garcia:I just got the ballistic report back. The slug they dug out of 
Carla Solieto came from Corinthos' gun. And the blood on his jacket has 
been identified as belonging to Carla Solieto.
Taggert:Yes! We've finally got him.
Garcia:I don't know, Marcus. This just doesn't feel right to me. 
Corinthos hasn't stayed out of prison as long as he has by being this 
sloppy. 
Taggert:Garcia, this was a crime of passion. After Carla Solieto 
publicly humiliated him, Corinthos was operating on pure adrenalin. He's 
wasn't thinking straight. All he could think about was paying this broad 
back for what she did to him. So he went home, got his gun, rushed 
across the hall and plugged her. Come on, his temper is legendary. He 
tried to kill her in a fit of fury without thinking it out carefully, 
and made mistakes that have finally gotten him caught. Every criminal 
makes a fatal mistake that brings him down and this is Corinthos'
Garcia:Do you think he's the one who attacked Carly Roberts in the 
underground parking garage and tried to frame her for the crime.
Taggert:I wouldn't put it past him. Probably was his way of pulling 
suspicion off him and on to her and it might have worked if that witness 
hadn't have come forward like she did. I've been waiting for this for a 
long time. Come on, let's go and arrest Corithos.

Carla's Room, General Hospital:
Brenda(enters)How are you doing, tonight, Carla?(the only reply is the 
beep of the heart monitor and the pumping of the respirator)You thought 
you were so smart that night at the Outback, didn't you. Well, you're 
not so smart, now, are you. Do you know you ruined my life? That because 
of you I lost everything. Did you even care?(she flashes back on 
sneaking in Sonny's apartment and taking his gun, then slipping across 
the hall and shooting Carla)But I fixed you good, didn't I? And I don't 
feel anymore sorry about what I did to you, than you did to me. Now I 
have to make sure you don't wake-up and tell everyone what I did. I 
refuse to go to prison for what I did to you. I'll never let anyone lock 
me up again like they did when I had my breakdown.(wearing black leather 
gloves on her hands, she goes over to the respirator and turns it off. 
As alarms start going off and Carla flatlines, Brenda rushes out of the 
room, unseen)



























































Stefan, Bobbie and Jerry

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