'Connor' is the true character of Nikolas Cassadine however, he has amnesia and believes that he is Connor Bishop.
'Connor' is the true character of Nikolas Cassadine however, he has amnesia and believes that he is Connor Bishop.
'Connor': Why is it a problem for me to take a job painting this church?
Mary: What if somebody sees you?
'Connor': We're in the middle of nowhere, Mary.
Mary: I know, but people come by here all the time. Somebody could stop in and they could call the police.
'Connor': I'm not going to hide out for the rest of my life. Especially now that I know what you're keeping from me.
Courtney: I thought that Michael was getting better.
Emily: Yeah, the bleeding has gotten worse. Surgery's the only way to get it under control.
Jason: I'll let you know what happens.
Sam: I know it's terrible, but I'm sure everything's going to be okay.
Courtney: Why are you even here?
'Connor': I've seen the credit card bills, the overdue notices.
Mary: Oh. I'm just late on sending out a few checks, that's all.
'Connor': Mary -- Mary, come on. Our financial situation's a lot worse than you're letting on, and if I -- if I don't take this job, I’m going to go find something else. Mary Okay, since you're obviously determined to do this, will you at least let me help?
'Connor': You don't trust me out of your sight? Is that it?
Mary: I know I’ve been hanging on way too tight. I'm sorry; I -- I am. I just have to start trusting that you're not going to vanish.
'Connor': Wait, I just had a terrible thought.
Mary: What?
'Connor': Do I even know how to paint?
Sonny: Is there any way to find out what's going on?
Emily: Yeah, maybe my mom can go in and observe.
Jason: Thanks, Emily.
Carly: You know, we didn't even wait till he was out of the hospital to tell Michael that we weren't getting back together.
More stuff involving Michael, Sonny and Carly.
'Connor': We need to make a partial payment on the credit cards as soon as possible, okay?
Mary: Don't worry. I'll make the minimum payment.
'Connor': Mary -- Mary, the interest will -- it'll just keep accruing. What we need to do is pay it off in full as soon as possible.
Mary: You know a lot about money. I mean, how it works and stuff.
'Connor': Didn't I always?
Mary: Sure. You were the family treasurer. You had me on a budget and stuff.
'Connor': Well, if that -- well, I don't understand why I would let us carry so much debt. I mean, it would be so easy just to consolidate it.
Mary: It was me. No, I -- as soon as I max out a card, I just get another one. It drove you crazy.
'Connor': Yeah. Well, at least I have a job again. Hey, that was the part where you say something reassuring.
Mary: Oh. Um -- I think you're an amazing painter.
'Connor': Yeah, well --
Mary: Hmm.
'Connor': So are you, for the most part.
Mary: For the most part?
'Connor': Yeah. Well, you know, you missed a spot.
Mary: Where?
'Connor': Right here.
Mary: Oh, yeah.
'Connor': What are you doing? I just --
Mary giggles.
Mary: Oh, you don't remember paint fights?
'Connor': No. Are they like this?
Mary: No. No, no. They were more like this.
'Connor': Oh, my -- oh, I get it. They were kind of like that.
Mary: Oh!
Monitor beeps.
Carly: Do you think it's taking too long?
Sonny: I can't keep track. It could be two minutes, 10 minutes, two days, I don't know.
Carly: You know, I don't even know how you're supposed to measure time while your child's in surgery.
Emily: My mom's on her way.
Sonny: Oh.
Emily: She'll be able to tell us what's going on.
Carly: Great. Thanks, Emily.
Sonny: Okay, I got something I got to -- can you stay with her for a second?
Emily: Sure. How are you holding up?
Carly: Oh -- you know, I keep just reminding myself that Michael made it through heart surgery when he was an infant.
Emily: He did great.
Carly: He'll be fine, right? This should be a piece of cake. Michael's really strong. It's just Sonny and I are losing our minds.
Carly: Did you find out what's going on with the surgery? Why -- why it's taking so long? Any information would be great.
Monica: I know that Michael has a sub-capsular hematoma. That is --
Alarm sounds.
Monica: Oh.
Carly: Oh-oh-oh -- what's going on?
Monica: Okay, stay there, stay there. I will find out.
Carly: Oh -- oh, what -- what are they doing to my child?
Emily: They're trying to help him, Carly.
Carly: Oh -- well, why -- why can't they stop the bleeding? He is a little boy, Emily. It shouldn't be that big of a deal, right? I mean, they should just go -- it was supposed to be a --
Sonny: What happened?
Emily: My mother's in there, Sonny. She'll tell us as soon as they know anything.
Carly: All these alarms just went off, Sonny, and -- and everyone rushed in. I think his heart stopped.
Sonny: He's going to be fine, Carly.
Carly: He's a little boy.
Carly: What are they doing to him? What is taking so long?
Sonny: Carly, we got to trust that the doctors know what they're doing.
Carly: Oh --
Emily: Michael had a crisis; the machines alarmed, but it looks like things are calming down.
Carly: Hey.
Monica: The surgery was successful, but Michael lost so much blood, he went into D.I.C.
Carly: Well, what does that mean?
Monica: It means his blood isn't clotting properly.
Sonny: What are you going to do for him?
Monica: We're going to take him back to I.C.U., start him on clotting medicine, and then wait and hope. That's all we can do.
Carly: What do you mean, "All"?
Sonny: Okay, you just -- Monica, you got to do whatever you got to do to save my son's life.
Monica: He is my grandson, Sonny! Of course I'm going to do everything I can to save him.
Emily: Look, we all love Michael here.
Monica: You stole him from us like you steal everything. First my son, now my grandson. You know, Jason trusted both of you with Michael. My, what a fine job you two have done. You know, if he'd stayed with Jason or maybe even with my family, he definitely wouldn't have been found wandering around in the woods unattended. He wouldn't be used as a weapon, and I guarantee you he wouldn't be shuffled around from house to house depending on who you're sleeping with or who is trying to kill you.
Lucky: Hey.
Emily: Hey. Thanks for getting here so quickly. Michael's not doing very well.
Lucky: Okay, what happened?
Emily: Uh -- his blood won't clot, and if the transfusions don't work, then -- it isn't fair.
Lucky: Come here.
Mary laughs.
'Connor': At least we managed to get some paint on the walls.
Mary: We did a great job. The priest is going to be very, very impressed.
'Connor': Well, thank you for helping me get started. I can -- I can finish the rest on my own, thank you.
Mary: Are you saying that I'm a terrible painter?
'Connor': No. No, no, not at all. I'm saying that you're a beautiful distraction.
Mary: I have to take a shower.
'Connor': Okay. Now, I could make some dinner -- you know, something simple, romantic.
Mary: You only remember how to make toast.
'Connor': True, but it's very good toast.
Mary: The best toast I ever had.
'Connor': Okay, go.
Emily: I'm sorry.
Lucky: It's all right.
Emily: I just get so tired of trying to be strong, you know.
Lucky: You know what? Don't be. I won't tell.