Elizabeth: Hey, Lucky, you're only supposed to be using your crutches in physical therapy.
Lucky: Oh, hey, I'm not going to go to Michael's memorial in a wheelchair.
Elizabeth: That's right because you're not going to go.
Lucky: You know my family needs me and Emily does, too.
Elizabeth: Come on, lucky, you've spent weeks on life-support. Yes, you're recovering quickly, but don't push yourself. You have a long way to go.
Lucky: I know i wasn't close to Michael, but he was Emily's nephew and godson. Now, with his loss and everything else that happened to Emily, I just -- if we expect her to open up, I need to be there for her.
Emily: I'm doing a reading at the memorial.
Monica: Oh, Sweetheart. Are you up to it? It's going to be a hard day.
Emily: Yeah, especially for Jason. I just want to help him through this, Mom, and maybe these words will give him a little bit of comfort.
Alan: Jason doesn't deserve any comfort. He's as much to blame for Michael's death as faith.
Emily: What is wrong with you? Dad, can't you see that the people around you are hurting? I mean, Jason is destroyed. Michael was like his own son. Where is your compassion? I don't understand you, and I don't want to.
Monica: Stay away from the memorial.
Alan: Michael is my grandson.
Monica: And this is a day for people to get together and grieve and celebrate a little boy's life. Now, Michael loved Sonny and Carly and Jason and Courtney -- all the people you are vilifying. If you can't honor that child and go to the service without anger, then stay away altogether!
Elizabeth: Is Lucky here yet?
Emily: Was he allowed to leave the hospital?
Elizabeth: Well, he was so determined, the doctors finally agreed.
Emily: Oh, good. I know he should stay put, but it's going to be good to have him here.
Emily: "There is an appointed time for everything, a time for every affair under the heavens. A time to be born, and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant. A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to tear down, and a time to build. A time to weep, and a time to laugh."
Lucky: Hey.
Elizabeth: Hi, Carly. We are so sorry for your loss.
Carly: Thanks.
Emily: It was a beautiful service.
Carly: Thanks, Emily, and thank you. Thanks for the reading. Guys, the reception's in the dining room. Feel free to enjoy the food and stuff.
Emily: Okay.