February 7, 2008 Screencaps

Nikolas: Robin? I -- I'm sorry I missed the consultation earlier. I just had a bit of -- a bit of car trouble. I promise I'll be there later today, okay? I don't think I should drive again.

Emily: Yeah, I'm glad. Nikolas, I'm so worried about you.

Nikolas: Huh. Coming from you, that's almost funny.

Emily: Yeah. I love you.

Nikolas: I love you, too. I missed you last night.

Emily: I thought you needed to be alone.

Nikolas: Independent thought, independent action -- how is that even possible with a hallucination?

Emily: I don't know.

Nikolas: So I found my car -- what's left of it anyway -- the chop shop, lower southside. I still don't know where I left it, but the shop got busted. There was enough of my car there for someone to contact me, but it doesn't matter, I don't remember. It's probably good that I don't know what I did in a rage behind the wheel last night. I don't think I could stand feeling responsible for hurting anyone else.

Emily: You would never hurt me.

Nikolas: If that's true, I didn't protect you, either. If someone else came in the ballroom that night, I -- I should've been able to stop them, I should've been able to keep you safe, keep you alive. I -- I keep trying to see someone there, Emily, but I -- I just can't.

Emily: Yeah, well, maybe there's a reason, Nikolas. Maybe it's someone so unexpected that --

Nikolas: Stop making excuses for me.

Emily: You know what I'd like to do, Nikolas? I'd like to try and make you laugh again.

Nikolas: Lesley said the same thing. Yeah, I went to see Spencer today, but I couldn't stay. You know why? Because he kept picking up on all the pain inside me.

Emily: Maybe we need to end the pain.

Nikolas: No. No, you know what that means.

Nadine: Ah, Nikolas.

Nikolas: Nadine, hello.

Nadine: Oh -- I interrupted you and Emily, didn't I?

Nadine: We were really worried about you at the hospital last night.

Nikolas: It's what hospitals get paid to do, I guess.

Nadine: Oh, come on. I thought we were past this awkward stage.

Nikolas: Excuse me?

Emily: She means me.

Nadine: I mean, you talking to Emily all those times at the hospital -- how normal I thought it was?

Nikolas: Oh, right, because of your -- your grandmother?

Emily: Her aunt.

Nadine: My aunt Rayleen. I guess it's a big thing these days, actually -- "whisperers" I think they call them. Horses and dogs, ghosts --

Nikolas: Emily's not a ghost.

Nadine: Of course she isn't. She's an extension of you and the love you shared. Love's a lot stronger than most people realize. It bridges all kinds of distances.

Nikolas: How do you make it stay?

Nadine: I don't know. My aunt would probably -- wait, you can see Emily, can't you?

Nadine: I know you probably don't want to tell me now because you're afraid I'll think you're crazy, but it happens to more people than you think -- people with open minds and open hearts. I wish it could happen to me. Are you just going to stand there and let me keep going on and on, or are you going to tell me -- can you see Emily?

Nikolas: What -- yes, yes! Yes, I can see her. Now, I don't know what to think about it. I -- she was just standing there at Wyndemere, in her ball gown. I can see her, I can hear her, I can touch her! Then I started seeing her at the hospital, and every other place, for that matter -- like it's the most natural thing in the world. I don't -- she comes and goes as she pleases -- or as I please, I guess. I don't understand it.

Nadine: She comes when your heart needs you to see her.

Nikolas: It has nothing to do with my heart -- it's in my head, it's in my brain. She's not -- she's not real. She's not real, she's just a byproduct of this tumor that's growing inside my head, the same thing that's causing all these rages and blackouts. You know what happens? If I get this cut out, you know what happens? I lose her. That's torture. So you tell me how life can be this cruel.

Nadine: I just can't believe you'd be this much of an idiot.

Nikolas: What?

Nadine: Go ahead, have another one of your blackout temper tantrums. I'm just going to say the same thing.

Nikolas: I think -- I think this conversation needs to end right here.

Nadine: And I think you need to wake up. You've been given a gift.

Nikolas: "A gi--" no. No, what I have been given is a piece of hell, okay? My fiancée is dead, and now it's in my hands to kill her all over again.

Nadine: Wasting every precious second in the meantime.

Nikolas: What -- I'm sorry, what -- what?

Nadine: Do you know how many people would give anything for just 10 more seconds with someone they lost so suddenly and tragically? Just to be able to tell them what they meant to you, or what they'd always mean. And here you are, literally walking around with the woman you love, moaning into your beer about how she's going to be taken away from you again. She's already taken.

Nikolas: Yeah, maybe by me.

Nadine: What does Emily say about her death?

Nikolas: She says I would never hurt her, but she's a hallucination. I have to rationalize that, you understand?

Nadine: There was a killer loose on that island, Nikolas -- two of them, in fact -- so why would you bring this on yourself? Why would you continue to blame yourself instead of spending each and every precious moment remeering what was good and beautiful about what you had together? Yeah, it's temporary, but isn't it better than having no time with her at all?

Nadine: You need this operation, and the longer you wait, the longer you risk winding up dead, and I know Emily wouldn't want that for you. You have a son and you have a life, so stop wasting it. Stop wasting whatever message that emily or your love is trying to send you, and stop torturing yourself. You know, I have officially shot my mouth off like a blowtorch in a box of fireworks -- sorry. Promise not to tell anyone about this -- people think I'm weird enough already. I don't need them looking at me like I'm a carrier.

Nikolas: Hey -- thank you.

Nadine: I'll see you at General Hospital.

Emily: She's right. Nikolas, don't waste me! Come on, you remember when you used to chase me around the gazebo for a taste of ice cream?

Nikolas chuckles.

Emily chuckles.

Nikolas: It was a lie -- it was just an excuse to kiss you.

Emily: Yeah, well, you don't need excuses anymore. Come on.

Emily giggles.

Emily: Nikolas, come on, time's wasting. Can you feel it?