Helena: What were you thinking, Tracy, stealing money from the Cassadine bank accounts?
Tracy: I didn't touch a penny. It was all Luke. Can you believe it? He framed me. He took the money out of your account, put it in my account, because he knew it would bring you out of hiding to get it back. And look, here you are, just like he predicted. You walked right into Luke’s trap.
Helena: Luke has lost his touch. Well, if I walked into his trap, where is he?
Tracy: You know Luke, Helena. He probably soaked himself in a cheap bottle of gin and lost his way.
Helena: And what was his plan, Tracy? Was he going to fly in from the rafters like some superhero and throw a net over me and then drag me off to the police station, and to what end? Oh, to free my grandson, whom he despises.
Tracy: I don't know, Helena, and honestly, I don't care, because getting dragged into another Cassadine-Spencer skirmish is not my idea of a good time. Quite frankly, I wish you'd all bump each other off and leave the rest of us in peace.
Helena: Well, unfortunately, that's not quite possible. You see, one of you has been siphoning off a great big chunk of the Cassadine fortune --
Tracy: I told you it was Luke!
Helena: And it is sitting in your bank account, Tracy. Now, if you still value your pathetic life, you'll get it back to me.
Tracy: That's what I was trying to do!
Edward: Tracy, where are you?
Tracy: Daddy, I'm in here!
Helena: I'll be back for my money. With interest.
Tracy: Oh, I hope Luke gets here pronto.
Edward: What bad news are you up to now, hmm?
Tracy: I'm dodging bullets and trying to avert disaster.
Edward: Oh, don't give me that. You have it right at your fingertips. 48 hours ago, you couldn't rub two nickels together. All of a sudden, I find out that your personal accounts are brimming with cash.
Justus: E.L.Q. is about to go bankrupt, and you're suddenly solvent?
Edward: I'm waiting, Tracy. You going to explain that away?
Skye: A.J. took a family in crisis and threw a bomb in their midst. Somebody's got to clean up the mess, so it might as well be --
Luke: Yeah, so it might as well be you. And it'll keep you busy, too. That way you won't have to think about us.
Skye: There is no us.
Luke: Say that again, this time with a little more conviction.
Skye: What do you want me to say, Luke, huh? That I love you? You know that I do, that I can't think straight when you're this close to me. What can I do? Nothing's changed. It never will. Nobody's bothered more by that fact than me.
Luke: Hey, hey, hey. Maybe you just need to look at it another way.
Skye: Luke, please just let me go.
Luke: I'm having a hard time doing that.
Skye: Luke --
Emily: Get away from her! Luke, don't you dare touch her! Do you hear me!
Skye: Emily, I'm okay. Luke didn't hurt me.
Luke: What the hell's the matter with her?
Skye: She just -- she just misunderstood.
Emily: Luke promised that he'd catch Helena, but here he is, manhandling you, taking his sweet time.
Luke: Hey, get a grip, girl. You're spilling your cookies.
Skye: Emily, it's okay. Now, listen, Luke and I have some stuff to finish up here, but I'll meet you back at the house, okay? I promise.
Emily: Okay, fine, Skye, but watch yourself. Okay, Luke isn't who you want him to be.
Luke: When did she come unspooled?
Skye: Why don't I make you a list. Maybe it was when she found out her nephew was kidnapped and presumed dead, or maybe when her brother shot her father in the back and was murdered himself.
Luke: I always thought the Quartermaines ate their young. Did somebody spit her back out?
Skye: Oh, come on, Luke. It's got to be hard to see the one that you love serving time in prison for killing somebody who isn't even dead. She was counting on you to exonerate Nikolas. Cut her some slack.
Luke: All right. Consider it cut. Let's get back to what's important, you and me.
Skye: I don't know what you expect.
Luke: The truth. Are you playing a game, or do you really want me out of your life?
Sam: Carly was afraid that A.J. was going to try and get visitation. And the way Michael is right now, Jason, who knows? A doctor or a judge could say that he bonded with his biological father and there should be some kind of contact.
Jason: We would never let that happen.
Sam: But Carly wanted to make sure. Maybe -- I mean, who knows? She already admitted to having gone into A.J.'s room, having a pillow in her hands. Once she had gone that far, maybe she couldn't go back.
Jason: Carly is not lying to me, Sam. I know it.
Sam: Jason, I pray that you are right. It's just that all of the evidence points --
Sam sighs.
Sam: I hope that I'm wrong, but you need to be ready in case that she is guilty.
Emily: Sorry.
Jason: No, it's all right. You okay?
Emily: Yeah. I was -- just distracted. Are you guys waiting for someone?
Sam: No. I'm going to go call Michael, like he asked, at the hospital, see how he's doing. Okay?
Jason: Okay.
Emily: Hey.
Jason: What's going on?
Emily: Honestly? I think I'm losing my mind.
Luke: Oh, Tracy, you nymphette. Back for more? Shall I get the neckties, or should we play with duct tape tonight? You wouldn't happen to have a nice, little leather-print teddy, would you, with some long --
Tracy: Are you done yet?
Luke: What?
Tracy: Helena showed up at my house -- with a gun!
Luke: Hallelujah. It worked.
Tracy: Well, except for one small detail. You used me as bait, and then when the fish showed up, you were nowhere to be seen.
Luke: Oops. Left you wriggling on the hook, huh?
Tracy: She thinks that I am the one that's stealing from her. And unless you find a way to catch her, I'm going to be the one to get killed. Did I mention she had a gun?
Helena: I still do. Oh, Tracy, and I believed every word you said.
Luke: Speaking of Beelzebub.
Helena: I am so flattered that you would go to all of this trouble just to see me again.
Luke: It was no trouble, sweetheart.
Tracy: Says who?
Helena: What is it you want this time?
Luke: To pry that gun from your cold, dead hand.
Helena: What a coincidence. "Cold" and "dead" -- that's exactly what I have planned for you.
Emily: Luke's back in Port Charles. He has a plan to trap Helena and get Nikolas out of prison, and I'm praying for it to work. Jase, I want Nikolas to be free.
Jason: Okay.
Emily: Okay. When Nikolas gets out, he's going to want everything to be the way it was, and that scares me, Jase, because I'm not the same person that I was and Nikolas doesn't have a clue. See, that's why I had to ask him for a divorce, so that he can be free.
Jason: Does he even get a vote?
Emily: Jase, if he knew about the rape, he'd stay out of loyalty, okay? Or maybe even love. But I can't be with him, so it's better this way.
Jason: It's better for who, Emily?
Emily: Jase. I'm trying so hard, Jase. My work, my studies, and I'm trying to help the family. I think I've got it handled, and -- and suddenly I'm out of control. I laid into Luke a few minutes ago. I totally just lost it. Like the night A.J. died. You know, he was so awful to you, and I just went off on him. Half that night -- it's just a blank.
Jason: You've had a lot to deal with. You know that.
Emily: Right. But I'm not dealing with it. Jase, I'm, like, just overwhelmed -- you know, with fear and rage and anger against Connor and what he did to me, you know, what I let him do. And I push it down every morning so that I can wake up and have a halfway normal life, and then something happens and it all just boils up again. I can't control it. Jase, sometimes I swear I don't even know what I'm doing anymore.
Helena: Leaving so soon, Tracy?
Tracy: Well, uh, this is clearly between the two of you, and I just thought it would be best if I let the two of you sort it out.
Helena: Nobody walks out.
Luke: Come on back, Tracy. I'm pouring the good stuff.
Tracy: Good. Make mine a double.
Luke: So what's the plan, Vampira?
Helena: To end this for good.
Luke: Excellent. How about I drive a stake through whatever it is you call a heart?
Helena: Oh, I'm afraid that would be impossible. You see, I need to go to the police and prove that I am very much alive.
Luke: Well, now, that'll be a neat trick. How are you going to explain the fact that little Nikolas is rotting in prison for your murder?
Helena: Oh, I will tell them that you held me captive, faked my death, and framed Nikolas for it.
Luke: What do you think, Tracy? Does that hold water?
Tracy: Oh, yeah, about as much as the haunted star.
Helena: And I will remind them of the decades that you have spent building a festering, poisonous hatred against me and my family.
Luke: That's good.
Helena: You haven't heard the punch line. When I finally escaped, you came after me, cornered me. You tortured me. What else could I do but --
Helena shoots Luke at point blank range.
Tracy: Oh! No! No!
Helena: Well, it was self-defense. And since you are his accomplice, you're next.
Skye: Emily? Are you here?
Emily: Skye, I'm in here. Hi.
Skye: Hi.
Emily: Hi. I have a test next week, so I figured I'd better get ready.
Skye: Oh. Yeah, that's good. Emily, I --
Emily: Hey, Skye, listen, I shouldn't have gone off on Luke like that. I was just totally out of line, and I'm so sorry.
Skye: Oh, believe me, he's not easy, I know. But I am grateful that you're concerned about me, but I just wanted you to know that Luke and I are over.
Emily: You really think so?
Skye: Yeah, we -- we have this new understanding, and I'm just going to learn how to live with it. So you don't have to worry anymore, okay? But there is something that I'd like to ask you. I'd like to try to figure out who murdered A.J.
Emily: They've -- they've arrested Carly.
Skye: Yes, but it could easily be someone else. Now, you were there that night at the hospital, Emily. Did you see anything that could help us learn the truth about A.J.'s death?