General Hospital Transcript Wednesday 1/2/08
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Luke: Oh, damn!
[Knock on door]
Luke: I got no more blood to give! I'm tapped out! Ernesto.
Ernesto: El jefe.
Luke: Hey. So good to see you, my friend.
[Ernesto chuckles]
Luke: How's Fidel?
Ernesto: Well, the last time I saw castor, he looked better than you.
Luke: No need to be insulting. I mean, he's el presidente. I'm just one of the great unwashed.
Ernesto: Now, there's a politically astute observation.
Luke: Did you happen to bring me a little get-well present?
Ernesto: Well, I found these at a gift shop -- in Havana.
Luke: Oh, man. Thank you, thank you. You have saved my life!
[Ernesto chuckles]
Luke: I can't believe they traded him to the Knicks. Uh-uh.
Ernesto: Uh-uh.
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Lucky: Hey. Do you know if my dad is in his room? I know they were supposed to be taking him down for some tests today.
Elizabeth: Yeah, but not until this afternoon.
Lucky: Thanks.
Elizabeth: Sure.
Lucky: You know, this is stupid.
Elizabeth: Yeah, it is.
Lucky: Happy New Year --
Elizabeth: How was your new year?
Lucky: Um -- fine. I thought you had to work. Well, when I called in, they said that you took the night off.
Elizabeth: So now, you're checking up on me?
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Elizabeth: They didn't need me to stay here -- it was a slow night. And I had already paid Regina to watch the kids, so I had some alone time, a chance to reflect on the past year and all the changes. And then, I went home. Does that alibi satisfy you, Detective?
Lucky: I thought I'd be spending it with you -- and with the boys, family. Around 7:00, my phone rang and I found myself hoping that it was you even though all that's gone on between us -- ahem.
Elizabeth: It's been pretty bad.
Lucky: Not all bad. I know that Jake -- he's not mine. And we're pretending to the world that he is, you know, so we can keep him safe. If going back changing things meant that he wouldn't be a part of my life, I don't think I'd want to do it.
Elizabeth: So you were alone, too?
Lucky: No, I was with Sam.
Lulu: Hey. How's Dad?
Lucky: I was about to find out. See ya.
Luke: Hmm.
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Tracy: Who is this man?
Luke: This is Ernesto.
Tracy: Ernesto?
Ernesto: You got me there.
Luke: Yeah, he -- he's a musician. Used to play at Luke’s. Plays a mean steel drum.
Ernesto: Chu-ga-ga-ga.
[Ernesto vocalizes rhythm]
Tracy: You said he saved your life?
Luke: Oh, he's saved my life many times -- in Haiti?
Ernesto: With the habanos.
Luke: And in Bolivia --
Ernesto: With the la -- la por larranaga.
Luke: Yep, yep.
Ernesto: Ah, and don't forget Costa Rica.
Luke: Oh, yeah, that runaway banana truck.
Ernesto: Oh. Oh -- whew.
Luke: Ah. My familia. Too bad we don't have steel drums and a set of congas. We could -- you know, my wife does a mean mambo. Show him your moves, mama.
Ernesto: Well, perhaps some other time, mambo king, huh?
Luke: Hmm.
Ernesto: Where does the time go?
Luke: I don't know, but it's so good to see you.
Ernesto: See you.
Luke: Adios, my friend.
Ernesto: Adios. Con permiso.
Lulu: Yeah.
Tracy: Banana truck?
Luke: Yeah, it was something. Yeah -- yeah, it was dangerous. So, what brings the fruit of my loom to my bedside?
Lucky: Oh, we stopped by to see how you were feeling and looks like you're doing better.
Lulu: You got some color in your cheeks.
Tracy: Yeah -- must mean you're up to something.
Tracy: So, no drinking, no smoking, and no fatty foods.
[Luke slaps Tracy]
Tracy: Ow! And no excitement!
Luke: The real danger here is that I'm going to stall out in neutral after living life at full throttle. You know, I run on steak for fuel, scotch for oil, and Cuban stogies for exhaust.
Tracy: Yeah, well, that was before you blew your transmission out. Now you got to keep it in the garage -- hmm?
Lucky: So you don't crash and burn.
Luke: Well, if I can't go out in a blaze of fire and glory, sell me for scrap.
Tracy: Who'd have you but me?
Luke: Hmm.
Lucky: At least take it easy for a bit. Wait until you get your strength before swerving into the fast lane -- you know, like rest and eat.
Lulu: Yeah, yeah. The doctors gave you a --
Luke: I ain't through with that yet.
Lulu: A low-fat, low-salt diet.
All: Ew!
Lucky: Ooh.
Lulu: Hmm.
Luke: Cover it, cover it, cover it! I know what the doctors have said. Believe me; I'm going to follow everything they said to the letter. You don't need to worry about me.
Lulu: Do you want me to keep you company?
Luke: I don't need you to watch me, feed me, or police me. I'm going to do nothing, nothing at all to undermine this recovery.
Lulu: You crash your carburetor?
Luke: Yeah -- what's left of it. Huh.
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>> On the next "General Hospital" --
Man: He committed assault, and he's not going anywhere.
Tracy: Oh, my God. I need help in here!
[Monitor flatlines]
Judge Luke: Your soul is on trial.