November 30, 1999

[Sonny is at the bar, pouring himself a drink when there is a knock at the door.]

Sonny: Yeah? [Another knock] Johnny? [Carly walks in.]What the hell happened to you?

Carly: Is she here?

Sonny: No. Why

Carly: I'm not in the mood to put up any kind of act for your little federal girlfriend. [Carly walks over and pours herself a drink and walks toward the other side of the room.]

Sonny: Well who invited you here in the first place?

Carly: Sonny, you know what? I'm sick of you. I'm so sick of you, man.

You're...You've got to be the most ungrateful man on the planet. If it weren't for me, you'd be rotting in a prison cell right now, right? For murder, racketeering...whatever it is you do. But then we should probably ask Hannah whaterver that is.

Sonny: Don't make me jump over that sofa to make you state your business, Carly.

Carly: You think I'm afraid of you at this poing in my life?

Sonny: You never were very bright.

Carly: What do you know about Elizabeth Webber?

Sonny: [Mocking her.] Her height? Weight? Ring size? Relatives?

Carly: What is she to Jason, come on.

Sonny: She's beautiful. She's not married. She's not loud. She's not ignorant.

Carly: She’s a child.

Sonny: She's in college, isn't she? Come on. Carly, you drop-kick the guy, you take away his kid. And what, you're shocked that he's going to fall for somebody else?

Carly: [She is getting increasingly upset.] What do you mean fall? What, is he in love with her?

Sonny: Um...a decent, pretty girl who actually might be good enough for him...[Sonny is enjoying this.]

Carly: Shut up, man. Just shut up. What do...

Sonny: What?

Carly: Is he seeing her behind my back, or isn't he?

Sonny: What do you call "behind your back" You're married to his borhter and all. Where did you see them together? Were they riding?

Carly: What do you mean riding?

Sonny: Well, he takes her on his bike, you know. Now you know as much as I do. [Carly looks distressed.] I hope it's true because , you know...that he falls for her...because then he could be rid of you. [Laughs.]

Carly: Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd love that.

Sonny: You betcha.

Carly: Yeah, because then, oh, you could stop holding yourself back, right? Huh? [Carly starts unbuttoning her shirt.]

Sonny: Holding back?

Carly: Oh yeah. Come on, Sonny. I know what you want. I've known what you've wanted...

Sonny: Yeah?

Carly: From the minute you laid eyes on me. And you hate it. [She is crying now.] You hate it that you want a woman because we're so inferior, we're so untrustworthy, except those little angelic beauties like your mother, like Lily or Hannah...whoever else, right? Doesn't even bother you that you stand there day after day and you look at you best friend's girl and you think about what she might look like undressed. What bothers you is...what kills you is Jason. Poor Jason. Look who he trusted...you.

Sonny: I could say the same for you.

Carly: Yeah, well, you always do, don't you?

Sonny: You know what would be the best thing for Jason right now?

Carly: What's that?

Sonny: Set him free.

Carly: Yeah? I'm game.

Sonny: Of you.

Carly: I though you said he already was, so...

Sonny: Show him what you really are.

Carly: Yeah, well, there's nothing about me Jason doesn't know.

Sonny: Except what I know. [Laughs at Carly’s look. Sonny leans in and kisses her.] But then again, could be wrong about you. [Carly grabs him and pulls him in for another searing kiss.]

[Sonny and Carly are kissing frantically. He pushes her against the wall. They knock over a lamp trying to get each other’s clothes off. They go up the stairs, and he rips her shirt off as they enter the bedroom and head to the bed.

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Both lie back against the blue satin sheets, holding their heads as if to ask “What have I done?”