James: You put up a reasonable fight, but now it's time for the proverbial flying leap.
Robin: No! Ugh! No!
James: Agh! Ugh!
Robin: Nikolas, stop! Stop!
Patrick: Finish him, Nikolas!
Robin: No! Patrick, listen --
Patrick: Robin, stay out of this. We need to kill this bastard.
Nikolas: I can't! You don't understand.
James: Oh, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy. For a brain surgeon, you're rather stupid, or tragically naive. Did you think I would venture forth out here without an insurance policy? Why don't you tell him, little robin.
Patrick: I know you're capable of vicious mind games, and i know you're holding something over Robin and Nikolas right now. But the game's over.
Robin: Patrick -- Patrick, if you call the police, Nikolas dies.
Patrick: Why are you giving in to this monster? What, does he have a sniper watching over you? What is it? You and your son can go into protective custody, you'll be protected.
James: I've injected Nikolas with a synthetic poison, which requires a counteragent every 24 hours.
Robin: It's true.
James: I have enough of the counteragent to keep Nikolas alive for a short run. More will be forthcoming. The lovely Dr. Scorpio is in charge of Nikolas' heart, now that she doesn't have to worry about yours -- except, I'm afraid, that you've ruined it.
Robin: No, no, no. As long as we, the three of us, cooperate, no one has to die.
Patrick: How long do you plan on doing this? What do you need from them?
James: Well, my demands are simple -- a fresh start and a chance for the American dream, amongst other things.
Nikolas: He needs my money and my European contacts. And once his new identity is secure, we can all go back to our own lives.
James: We can never "go back." I believe that when things occur, they can never be the same. To re-create them would be a folly. You set yourself up for disappointment and failure. But I think we can have this wonderful philosophical discussion later over brandy and a cigar, don't you think?
Robin: The poison is real. It's a neurotoxin that collapses the lungs and causes Nikolas to suffocate.
Patrick: You're a sick man.
James: Not as sick as Nikolas -- right?
Nikolas: I -- I need another dose. And if you don't mind, I would appreciate it if you -- if you'd give it to me before I pass out.
James: Oh, all right. I think we can give those two lovebirds their privacy, now that they've reunited. Welcome to the party, Dr. Drake. I hope you can stay a while. The only way you could go out is not really pretty.
Patrick: We have to call the police.
Robin: No! No.
Patrick: Robin, why are you still protecting him?
Robin: Because everything he just said is true, and I have seen Nikolas when the poison takes effect. If Craig is arrested, he leaves town, takes the counteragent with him, and Nikolas dies.
Patrick: Okay, we're doctors, we can -- we can save Nikolas.
Robin: I have tried already.
Patrick: The tox reports.
Robin: Yes. I took a blood sample from Nikolas. I thought I could engineer the counteragent, or at least isolate the poison, but I have just hit a wall.
Patrick: Why -- why didn't you tell me?
Robin: Because he said he was going to kill you and I believed him, so I did what he said. I pushed you away and told you that I didn't want to be with you anymore. I broke my heart because I broke yours.
Patrick: I am so mad at you right now.
Robin: I don't blame you.
James: Ready for our fix, are we?
Nikolas: Turning into a regular old junky, I am. Well, come on. What are you waiting for? Let's go.
James: It's a bit early for your dose, I think. You sure you're actually feeling the symptoms?
Nikolas: Do you think I actually enjoy any part of this?
James: Well, it could be you're actually developing a resistance to the counteragent. What a shame, what a shame.
Nikolas: If you want to play some sick game by watching my respiratory system shut down, you be my guest. But that's dangerous ground, don't you think, considering if I stop breathing, you're the one who loses?
James: Oh, by the way -- did I tell you that when I was preparing the syringe, I was watching your nanny put young spencer to bed. Such a beautiful child. What a pity. What a pity. I don't know what you're bitter about -- I've been a model houseguest, I'm polite, I keep my room clean, and I don't eat much, and I also saved your aunt's life. Bloody hell. While I know my new identity doesn't come cheap, I'm sure you're going to recoup all your losses while I use Cassadine Industries as a front for my own business.
Nikolas: I'll never recoup what you've cost me. You know I pegged you for -- for a practical man. But if you honestly believe that this will work out for you, you truly do live in a fantasy world.
James: Well, actually, I consider myself a realist.
Nikolas: Well, then you'll realize that this is unraveling beneath you. Now that Patrick knows, that makes, what -- one, two, three people who know your little secret? Not counting my house staff, which certainly have their own suspicions. Oh, yes -- and sooner or later, one Sonny Corinthos and one Jason Morgan will find out and you'll be dead.
James: At which point, so will you.
James chuckles.
Nikolas: But I'm beginning to significantly not care. This world would be a better place without you. Cut your losses and move on while you still can.
Robin: I don't know how you can forgive me for the things that I said.
Patrick: Well, I didn't believe most of the things you said. I just couldn't figure out why you bailed on me, on us. But you had no choice. You seemed so detached the last couple of weeks, like you honestly didn't care.
Robin: It was just a lie. Every time I saw you I wanted to tell you the truth.
Patrick: Well, I wish you would've. I mean, I could've came here, I could've -- I could've got you out of here.
Robin: No, listen -- I love you, but you are unpredictable, and I couldn't risk Craig killing you just because I couldn't keep a secret. Now it's your turn, okay? You cannot, cannot go crazy on this guy. We have to keep it cool and work our way through this.
Nikolas: The paperwork's on the way.
James: Good. Oh, hello. So, should we be expecting law enforcement, as well?
Patrick: No, there's no cops.
Robin: Patrick understands the situation and he is willing to cooperate.
James: That is astonishingly reasonable. Though, Nikolas made an excellent point while you two were canoodling on the bluff -- there are too many people here who know I'm a guest here. Therefore, grateful though I am for your hospitality, there is going to be a change of plans.