April 25, 2005 Screencaps

Emily: Okay. Okay, come on, Dad, stay with me here. An ambulance should be here any minute. Okay. Can anyone hear me? I need help! Okay, come on, Dad. Come on.

Monica: Just lie still, A.J. Any movement at all and you could suffer serious --

A.J.: It hurts.

Monica: I know.

Jason: I'm okay.

Sam: Are you sure?

Paramedic: Is this the gunshot victim?

Monica: No, there's no gunshot victim here. My sons fell off the railing.

Paramedic: We're responding to a 911 regarding a male, late 50s, shot in the back, Ma'am.

Monica: What? Oh, my God -- Alan. A.J., How could you? Come with me.

Paramedic: All right.

Emily: Somebody get down here! I need help! Okay, Daddy, you're going to be all right. Okay?

Monica: Emily, we're coming!

Emily: Mom, we're over here!

Monica: My God, Alan. Alan. Alan --

Paramedic: Ma'am, we'll take it from here.

Monica: What?

Paramedic: We'll take it from here.

Monica: All right. Oh, my God, are you all right, Emily?

Emily: I am, Mom, I'm fine. He was shot in the back --

Monica: Oh --

Emily: Just below the ribs. I was staunching the wound and he got a pain in his chest and he passed out.

Monica: Oh. You did just fine, you did fine, Sweetie.

Emily: Okay. Mom, he has to be all right.

Monica: He will be. He has to be, Emily. He has to for us.

Paramedic: Okay, we're getting a pulse.

Monica: Oh, my God. Oh, God.

Steven: Status.

Paramedic: Stable. Pulse is steady, he's breathing on his own.

Steven: All right, we're prepping a trauma room. It'll take a few minutes.

Monica: You've had a rough hour or so, Alan, but you're going to be fine. You have to be or I'll never forgive you.

Alan: I have to see --

Monica: No, no, you don't have to talk, don't.

Alan: I have to see A.J.

Reese: Alan Quartermaine Jr., you are under arrest for kidnapping, conspiracy, attempted murder.

Skye: My God, what happened?

Jason: A.J. shot Alan and he tried to shoot me. We fought, we flew over the railing, and A.J. broke his back.

Reese: You also have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights as I have stated them to you?

Skye: You shot your father? Kidnapped michael? You held that little boy all this time and made the people who love him think he was dead? A.J., my God, what happened to you?

A.J.: What happened to you? I trusted you. You betrayed me.

Skye: It's not betrayal to stop a monster, A.J. and that's what you've become. I don't even know you anymore.

Emily: Jase, are you okay?

Jason: I'm just banged up a little bit.

Monica: What about Michael? Has anyone seen him?

Sam: Well, Carly and Sonny went after Michael, but I'm sure he won't get far.

A.J.: Mom, if you don't mind, I really don't want to hear about how disappointed you are.

Monica: That's not what I came to say. I just told Jason that I love you both. And I do.

Emily: Jase, have you seen the doctor?

Jason: Ah, you know, they're busy. Some other people hurt a lot worse than I do. It's fine.

Emily: Can you believe any of this? Yeah, don't answer that. I'm sure you can. You knew what A.J. was capable of all along.

Jason: I believed that Michael was gone. Emily, it took me too long to find him. I gave A.J. so much time to tell his lies, and to hurt Michael.

Emily: Dad had a heart attack, A.J.! Did you know that? After you shot him in the back and you walked away! Or maybe his heart just broke. Maybe you just truly broke his heart.

Jason: Emily, don't waste your breath on him.

A.J.: Ah, Golden Boy. Looks like you're losing your touch. I'm still alive. Well, maybe next time, huh? I'll tell you what, I wouldn't mind dying if I knew you'd spend the rest of your life in prison.

Emily: Shut up, A.J.! I just wish you were dead!

Monica: Okay, get him out of here. Get him out. Emily, Emily -- Emily, it's okay. It's all right. It's okay. It's okay. It's all right.

Elizabeth: Hey.

Emily: Elizabeth, how's A.J.?

Elizabeth: Well, he's sleeping with the help of a sedative. He didn't want it, but Steven insisted.

Emily: Yeah, well, I know I'm supposed to love him, but after what he did, I honestly wish that he'd died in that fall.

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Elizabeth: Em, I don't have to take this if you want to sit and talk.

Emily: No, no, no. No, no, it's okay. You go ahead. I should probably get back to my father anyway.

Elizabeth: Okay.