Transcript
Tuesday, November 27, 2001
Outside Sonny's penthouse, Edward gets off the elevator and runs into Max. He demands to see Sonny. Inside, Sonny is dictating while Alexis, sitting at the dining table, takes notes.
Sonny: Okay. I wanna create a second trust fund for Michael and buy the house Carly and him need for living - put it in their name, BUT the taxes and upkeep, whatever, I'll cover it.
Alexis: If your goal is to get divorced without letting go, you're doing an excellent job.
Sonny: It's the only way I know how, Alexis.
Alexis: (sympathetic) I know, but as your attourney, it's my obligation to caution you - you're leaving yourself wide open to all sorts of legal liabilities -
There is a commotion outside, interrupting them.
Edward: (still out in the hall, angry) Get your hands off me, I mean it! Listen to me, you -
Sonny opens the door, revealing Edward.
Sonny: (to Max) It's all right, Max. (to Edward) Get in, get in.
Edward: (upon seeing Alexis there) I need to see, uh, Sonny alone.
Sonny: She's my attourney, she stays.
Edward: (to Alexis) And to think you were once going to be a part of my family.
Alexis: What do you want, Edward?
Sonny: (attention on Edward) How many times have you said you'd rather crawl on broken glass than do business with me? What's changed?
Edward: The truth is, I'm in a position to do you a favor.
Sonny: You're going to sell me your ELQ shares?
Edward: (chuckling) No, I want to buy yours. I'll pay you twice the market value.
Sonny: (immediately) Pass. I like owning part of your company.
Edward: Come on.... everybody has a price. Name yours, huh? (Sonny narrows his eyes) Oh well, no harm in asking.
Sonny: You know, you have a problem, right? I am the solution? Either you spit it out, Edward, or get out.
Edward: No, you see, the problem is yours.
Sonny: Yeah?
Edward: Now I don't know what it is you did to anger Skye so quickly, but whatever it is, she's bound and determined to amass a block of shares against you and it was all I could do to keep her from grabbing mine.
Sonny and Alexis share a look.
Sonny: There is no way that Skye could get your shares, unless she's got something you want, or knows something that you don't want anybody to know about. Which one is it? What does your granddaughter have on you, Eddie?
{Next Scene}
Edward: Janine just won't leave. And I know that Skye and AJ are offering her money.
Alexis: Why don't you offer her more?
Edward: The woman is a blackmailer. If we start paying, it'll never end.
Sonny: Lila deserves better than you. Why don't we just let Skye tell her the truth so that she can just kick you out of the house?
Edward: No, you see, in our marriage, that's not the way we handle our problems. But if you're not interested in doing business with me, fine.
Sonny: No, you know, hey, wait a minute. You know, I'd be happy to let you twist in the wind, but I don't wanna hurt Lila.
Edward: If it weren't for Lila, I wouldn't care if Janine took her story to the evening news. As it is, she's pitting Monica amd Skye against each other. Now the way I see it, someone needs to deliver her an offer she can't refuse. (looks to Alexis) Is that the right lingo?
Sonny: Well, I don't know, 'cause I'm not in the business of handling peoples' dirty laundry.
Edward: I'm not asking for myself, but for Lila. Do you think that you could find someone to go to Janine and eliminate the threat - figuratively speaking, of course.
Sonny walks to the door and opens it.
Sonny: Max? Come in here for a second? (Max comes in, and Sonny turns to Edward) All right, Edward, describe her.
Edward: Well, her name is Janine.
Sonny: Mm-hmm.
Alexis: Does she have a last name?
Edward: I am sure she does, dear. I just don't happen to know it. She is a croupier in the Stardust Casino in Atlantic City. She's blonde, about 5'8". A great figure. (starts to wander off dreamily) You know, shapely legs, wonderful eyes, and lips - they're -
Alexis: Edward.
Edward: What?
Sonny: I got it. (turns attention to Max) Okay, you know what? Put a couple of guys on it. Her last known residence is the Port Charles Hotel. She's in contact with AJ Quartermaine and Skye Chandler.
Max: All right.
Sonny: All right. (Max leaves)
Edward: Now, you understand that I don't want Janine hurt. I just want her sufficiently detoured, warned.
Sonny: If she's in town, we'll find her. But now it's time to discuss your - your part of the deal.
Edward: What? I've already told you that Skye plans to push you out of ELQ. What more do you want?
Sonny: Your vote on the ELQ board. (Edward is aghast) Yeah, yeah. You come to me -
Edward: Oh, no.
Sonny: What do you mean, "oh, no"? You come to me. You ask a favor. I granted it. Now it's time for you to repay me. Whichever way I vote, you vote, as well. Unless you want to back out of the deal. It's your choice. Take it or leave it.
Edward: (hesitates, looks at Alexis who looks at Sonny) Deal.
Edward goes to leave, Sonny sticks out his hand to shake on it. Edward does so, and leaves, Sonny chuckling the entire time.
{Next Scene}
Sonny: It never hurts to have Edward under your thumb.
Alexis: Do you have anything in mind for how you'll take care of the Janine problem?
Sonny: Yeah, yeah, Max and the boys will find out where she's stashed, and it's pretty easy to discover what a person values most in life. And then you get creative. Relax. I have connections in Atlantic City, and I'll make it worth Janine's while monetarily to go home. That way, I can use the docks as I see fit.
Phone rings.
Alexis: Please, tell me -
Sonny: There's the phone.
Alexis: Tell me you're contemplating expanding your coffee business and nothing else.
Sonny: (picks up the phone, but continues speaking to Alexis) Well, the coffee business is all you've got to worry about. (into the receiver) Hello. What? Who initiated it? Okay, we'll be there tonight. (hangs up, speaks to Alexis again) Okay, we got to go to Puerto Rico. Pack your bags. We'll leave as soon as you're ready. (goes to make another phone call as Alexis stands there, stunned) All right? I've got a great place down there.
Alexis: (rushes around him to hang up the phone) No, no, no, no. No, no, no. No way. I'm not going. No.
Sonny: It's a labor dispute, and I need my attorney. So what are you talking about, you're not going?
Alexis: (flustered by the idea) You can call me anytime. (goes to the door and leaves the penthouse, Sonny following in close pursuit)
Sonny: What, you don't - you don't like Puerto Rico?
Alexis: I can't go there.
Sonny: Why not?
Alexis: (grasping at any reason) I don't have resort wear. (Sonny stops her in front of the elevator, grabbing her hand)
Sonny: What are you - resort - you look great. You can use this. Whatever you have is good.
Alexis: No, I would need something. Otherwise, I would - I would look funny. This (her attire) is not Puerto Rico. Just -
Sonny: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I need you to go. I need you to go.
Alexis: (sneaking by Sonny) I - I have other work to do.
Sonny: Can't you call them from Puerto Rico on a conference call? It doesn't matter. Come on. Come on, let's go.
Alexis: My sister is in town.
Sonny: Well, is she going to be gone when you get back?
Alexis: Just - you know, just (fumbles with her keys at her door) - just fax me the necessary information, and I'll deal with it here. Teleconferencing is good. So is e-mail. Just have a great trip. Bye. (enters her apartment, closing the door quickly behind her)
Sonny: (to himself) What the hell was that about?
Alexis screams.
{Next Scene}
Sonny and Max enter Alexis' living room from the kitchen area.
Sonny: We didn't really see anything. You all right?
Alexis: (kneeling on top of a table) Clearly not. I saw a rat here in this apartment that you insisted on renting me. And as my landlord, you are obligated to get rid of it now.
Sonny: I'll handle this.
Max: You sure?
Sonny: Yeah, yeah. (Max leaves) Ok. Alexis, there are no rats on the penthouse floor.
Alexis: I know a rat when I see one.
Sonny: How big was it?
Alexis: It was a big - a big, gray, furry thing with a tail.
Sonny: Okay, was it, like, this big? (holds hands close together) Or was it this big? (holds hands further apart)
Alexis: It ran from there - what difference does it make how big it is?
Sonny: Well, I just need to know if it's a rat or a mouse.
Alexis: Okay, it was the size of a small dog.
Sonny: Like a chihuahua?
Alexis: No, don't you laugh at me.
Sonny: No, I'm only -
Alexis: I'm scared to death.
Sonny: I'm only laughing because I'm glad that it's a mouse.
Alexis: It's a rat.
Sonny: And you're so important to me that, you know, I don't want anything to happen to you. I'll have Max call the exterminator.
Alexis: Oh, no, no, no. I don't want it killed. Can't you - can't you just order it out of the apartment?
Sonny: Alexis, can you get down off of that desk?
Alexis: Maybe - maybe it's time to move.
Sonny: No, you can't move. I need you close to me. Come on. Come down. Come on. Come to Puerto Rico. Come to Puerto Rico with me.
Alexis slips from the table, stumbling a bit into Sonny. They lock eyes.
Alexis: Ok. (Sonny grins)
{Next Scene}
Sonny and Alexis have moved back to Sonny's penthouse.
Alexis: (second guessing herself) On second thought, Max seems extremely capable. Maybe he can take care of that mouse.
Sonny: (holds out a glass of rum) Drink this.
Alexis: Why?
Sonny: It might help you breathe.
Alexis: Don't you dare blame my breathing. My breathing is exemplary. Especially considering the fact I live in a rodent-infested penthouse, and my landlord -
Sonny: Okay, now, you've got to calm down and get yourself packed.
Alexis: Packed.
Sonny: Yeah, packed.
Alexis: Right. To go to Puerto Rico, which I would never have agreed to do had you not taken advantage of my temporary lapse in -
Sonny: Breathing?
Alexis: Sanity. I can't possibly go to Puerto Rico.
Sonny: We already settled this. I need my attorney. It's only for a couple days.
Alexis: And nights.
Sonny: Well, that's usually the way it works. You can commute. You can fly out there in the morning. Fly back at night, but it's pretty time-consuming.
Alexis: Just what is so urgent? A labor dispute?
Sonny: At the sugar cane plantation that I own down there. It's a molasses refinery, actually.
Alexis: Since when? Wait. The last declaration of assets I filed didn't include any sugar plantations.
Sonny: I bought it two months ago. It's pretty straightforward.
Alexis: Straightforward?
Sonny: Yeah.
Alexis: Oh, that would be good. How complicated could it be? We're talking about a time-honored baking ingredient - cakes, cookies, gingerbread -
Sonny: Rum. I use the molasses to make the rum. You got a problem with that? Is there some secret code of abstinence I don't know about?
Alexis: Of course not. Rum. Perfectly benign stuff.
Sonny: I'll get the jet refueled.
Sonny goes to make another call, leaving Alexis standing in the middle of his living room. She can't believe what just happened.
{Next Scene}
Alexis' penthouse. Kristina discovers an open suitcase and curiosity gets the best of her. She finds a strapless sundress, which she hasitly puts down as Alexis rushes down the stairs behind her.
Alexis: You're here. Great. (holds up two nearly identical black suits) Which one?
Kristina: (as Alexis goes around her) Um - what's the occasion?
Alexis: A labor dispute. I need something that says formidable yet sincere. What do you think?
Kristina: (points to one) That one.
Alexis: Me, too. Thanks.
Kristina: Are you going someplace?
Alexis: Oh, right, I'm sorry. I hate to be running out on you so soon after you moved in, but something came up, and I just couldn't put it off.
Kristina: Where are you headed?
Alexis: Puerto Rico... with Sonny. Just for a couple days.
Kristina: (taken aback) And nights?
Alexis: That's usually how it works. Sonny has a plantation down there.
Kristina: Well, what does Sonny plant?
Alexis: Sugar cane. Which is where the molasses comes from. It's used to make the rum.
Kristina: Rum and molasses. Sounds sticky.
Alexis: Well, Sonny obviously needs me there. How could I say no? It's what he pays me for. Very well, I might add.
Kristina: (relating to the dress) And the spaghetti straps?
Alexis: Well, it gets hot in Puerto Rico. It's supposed to be that way. You need it to grow the sugar cane. (suddenly remembering) Oh, shoes! (rushes upstairs)
Kristina: (sighs, to herself) Alexis.
| 
