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Edmund: "Oh, my God! Oh!" Rosa: "Hi!" Sam: "Is it a boy or a girl?" Edmund: "Well, guess what... it's a boy. What do you think about that?" Maddie: "He's just a baby. I'm one of the big kids." Edmund: "Yeah. That means you're going to have to take care of him, right?" Maddie: "Mm-hmm." Edmund: "Yes, you are." Isabella: "Oh, it's a wonderful day for our family." Edmund: "Yes, it is." Isabella: "Excuse me." Edmund: "Yes, it is. And, Isabella, she... you know Maria would love to be here and she'd be very happy. You know that, right?" Isabella: "Yes. Yes, I do." Rosa: "Are you ok?" Isabella: "Yeah. Thanks. Hey, let's get some ice cream." Rosa: "Come on, guys." Isabella: "Come on!" Rosa: "Little people, follow me!" Isabella: "Sam, do you want ice cream?" Edmund: "Okay, ice cream!" Anna: "Oh, hi. Why aren't you with your family?" Edmund: "Something wrong?" Anna: "No, no. I just felt out of place. You know, it's such a big day for Hayley and Mateo and the family, and I just..." Edmund: "You just felt out of place, so you wandered off? I don't think so." Anna: "Sorry?" Edmund: "I think you heard me talking to Mateo's mom about Maria." Anna: "Oh, you think that bothered me?" Edmund: "That's when you left. You tell me." Anna: "No. Oh, God. I know how precious those memories are to you and how hard it is. At least Maria lives on in your memories. Don't ever lose that." Edmund: "All this is making you think about Robert?" Anna: "I wish I could." Edmund: "Don't you see his face sometimes?" Anna: "Yeah, but just flashes, you know. Nothing more, really. I wonder if he was there when Robin was born. I don't know that." Edmund: "I wish I could help you, Anna." Anna: "It's very crippling, you know, being blank." Edmund: "You still haven't gone to Port Charles yet, you know." Anna: "No." Edmund: "You were going to talk to Robert's brother?" Anna: "Yeah. I thought about it. But then, suppose I went and I didn't remember anything, it didn't make any difference... then what, you know? I'm a bit sick of trying. I think that's why I didn't open this yet." Edmund: "What's that?" Anna: "It's a letter to Robin from her father. It's the last one he ever wrote to her. She kept it all these years, and she decided in her wisdom that I should have it, so she sent it to me, sealed with a note saying that I should open it when I felt ready." Edmund: "Wouldn't that be about now?" Anna: "Yeah, you'd think so. You would think so." Edmund: "Why don't you open it, Anna." Anna: "Oh, dear. That's his handwriting.
(She reads the first lines to Edmund.) 'Dear Robin, let me tell you about the woman
I love, your mother, Anna.'" Anna: "He wanted his daughter to know how much he loved me." Edmund: "You knew that, didn't you, Anna?" Anna: "No, I... I could hear his voice just now when I was reading that. That hasn't happened before. It was like he was here, speaking those words in that cocky, irritating voice. Robert. Gosh." Edmund: "What? What?" Anna: "I didn't really miss him before because I couldn't remember." Edmund: "But now you do, right?" Anna: "It's supposed to calm my nerves?" Edmund: "You don't have to drink it." Anna: "I'm sorry. You're just being kind. But then you're always kind." Edmund: "Want to tell me what just happened?" Anna: "My husband died. Robert. I saw him just before everything blew up. I couldn't remember that. And now it came back. Everything. From the moment we first met till that one last second." Edmund: "Anna, you survived. Maybe your husband did, too." Anna: "No. No. I was further away from the blast. There was nothing left. Nothing. I couldn't do anything except watch. I forgot. He died, and I forgot. For all these years. But, then, who would want to remember something like that, really?" Edmund: "Anna, remember this... none of that was under your control." Anna: "Well, it still isn't, is it?" Edmund: "I don't know about that. You know what happened now." Anna: "Yeah. I know my husband loved me and he died. I'll never see him again. I think I need to be alone now." Edmund: "It's not a very good idea." Anna: "Why? You think I'm going to fall apart without you to lean on?" Edmund: "I know how strong you are, Anna." Anna: "Good. Good. Then you treat me that way." Edmund: "Hey, even tough guys need somebody to lean on once in a while, okay? Just come back with me to the waiting room, okay? There's... we don't have to talk about this. There's a newborn baby. Nobody's going to bother you, okay? Listen, you're family now, okay? You should be with us." Anna: "Oh, God, Edmund, don't you get it? They're your family. They're not mine." Edmund: "Anna, what you said about not being family... that's just not true. Hayley, Mateo, my kids, my brother... they all love you." Anna: "They barely know me." Edmund: "Well, that's the thing. It doesn't matter. They're on your side." Anna: "You mean they feel sorry for me? I don't need that." Edmund: "I don't feel sorry for you, Anna." Anna: "Then why did you come looking for me?" Edmund: "Because..." Anna: "Because you're a kind, decent man and you thought that I would be upset by all that domestic bliss in the waiting room." Edmund: "Seems like another country." Anna: "I lived there, too, once, with a beautiful husband and a beautiful daughter. Oh, well. I'm someplace so far from that now. I can never go back." Edmund: "But you want to." Anna: "I don't know what I want." Edmund: "Let me help you." Anna: "Why? No. I have to figure this out myself." Edmund: "But, Anna, that leaves you so alone." Anna: "I am alone. I am alone. If you have trouble with that, that's your
problem." Maddie: "Daddy!" Edmund: "What? Oh, how pretty." Sam: "Hi, Dad." Edmund: "Hi." Maddie: "Guess what." Edmund: "What?" Maddie: "Cousins." Edmund: "Cousins. That's pretty cool, huh?" Isabella: "Were you able to find Anna?" Edmund: "Yeah. But she's... she'll be back. She had to go home for a while." Sam: "If we're the baby's cousins, then what are you?" Edmund: "What am I? I'm his uncle." Maddie: "Uncle Edmund?" Edmund: "Yep." Maddie: "And what is Anna?" Edmund: "Anna? Anna is just Anna, I guess." Maddie: "Okay." Edmund: "Okay." |
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