I happen to know that something is very, very wrong
Carly: You’re way out of your league here. You walk around town in your short skirts and your high heels, and you just think you’re all that, don’t you? Like men are going to take a number just to fall at your feet. You’re in for a rude awakening because Sonny’s not going to fall for your cheap tricks.
Claudia: He already has.
Carly: Sonny’s a man. Sometimes he uses the wrong part of his anatomy, but that’s over. So you need to go back to Italy or wherever it is you came from. Or better yet, why don’t you join your whack job daddy in the mental institution and work on your father issues?
Claudia: You are awfully possessive for an ex, aren’t you? I thought you were so happily married.
Carly: I am. Eat your heart out.
Claudia: Oh, you know, your poor duped husband might buy that, Carly, but it’s jut us girls here now, right? So let’s be honest. You still want Sonny way more than I do.
Claudia: You might find this hard to believe, but I can actually see how someone with your rather limited resources might think that you could stay married to Jax and still hold on to Sonny. I mean, after all, in a real competition, Kate Howard doesn’t even place. But here’s the problem. When you weren’t paying attention, the landscape shifted. I’m here now, Carly, and I’m more Sonny’s speed than either one of you.
Carly: You’re delusional.
Claudia: And you are suddenly not the only game in town. You’re freaked out. But hey, I’m not judging you.
Carly: Okay, you got one thing right. Kate’s not going to last long. But for damn sure, you’re not going to take her place.
Claudia: Okay, well, don’t bet the hotel on it, sweetheart.
Carly: Come on, let’s talk, Claudia, just us girls. Be honest, if you’re capable. You’re not after Sonny’s hot bod. You’re after his power.
Claudia: And that’s so bad because?
Carly: Because that makes you a predator and there’s no way in hell I’m going to let you devour Sonny.
Claudia: But it’s okay if I screw his brains out, right?
[Phone rings]
Carly: Kate, man, you better have one hell of an excuse for taking my son to the warehouse. Do you hear me?
Kate: Carly, please, stop talking and listen. There’s been a shooting. Michael’s been shot.
Carly: What?
Kate: The paramedics are working on him now.
Carly: Is Michael breathing? Is — is — is he conscious?
Kate: As far as I can see, he’s breathing and they’re going to take him to General Hospital, so just meet us there.
Carly: Kate — Kate, where was Michael hit? Can you tell me where he was hit? Hey, Kate, don’t hang up on me!
Claudia: Hey, whatever your name is, you need to get a car around front right now. Carly needs to get to General Hospital. Her son’s been shot.
Carly: Marty, I need a car now.
Claudia: Dr. Devlin? You remember me.
Ian: That’s right.
Claudia: Yeah, you took care of my stitches, told me everything was going to be fine. It’s not fine. As a matter of fact, I happen to know that something is very, very wrong. Why don’t you come into an exam room with me and we can talk about it?
Leyla: I’ll tell him. Dr. Devlin, Dr. Drake needs you in surgery. Boy with the gunshot wound.
Ian: I’ll be right there. Sorry, duty calls. Those stitches are just going to have to wait.
Johnny: What happened?
Claudia: Just be careful with me. I think I pulled my stitches out.
Claudia: I need a doctor, John.
Johnny: No, first you tell me what the hell went wrong. You said you trusted your shooter. Now a little boy could die because of a plan we put in motion.
