Mike Visits Sonny on Christmas Eve 2002

Sonny has been arrested on Christmas Eve. Courtney tells Mike to go visit him at the PCPD. December 24, 2002.

Courtney: (Talking to Mike) Sonny's in jail on Christmas Eve. Don't you want to tell him that you're thinking of him?

Mike: All we're going to do is fight.

Courtney: Okay then, fight if that's the way you show you love each other. It's better than staying away.

Mac: (to Mike) Well, I assume you're here to see Sonny. You'll have to go in one at a time. Let's go. Step in here. Jason, let's go outside. Come on in, Mike. (Mike Steps into the interrogation room. Sonny is leaning against the table and wearing handcuffs). How you doing? 

Sonny: (Surprised to see Mike) Well, considering it's Christmas Eve and I'm in lockup, I guess I'm doing okay. You look better.

Mike: Thanks, I think.

Sonny: Did you knock off the drinking?

Mike: Cut back.

Sonny: Need some money?

Mike: I came to see you because that's what your sister wanted.

Sonny: My sister? Well, you know, do you realize it's been a year since I found out the truth about my sister?

Mike: I remember.

Sonny: And you remember how furious I was? I didn't want to hear your lies, I didn't want to hear your explanations . . . same way you treated me when I pretended to be dead.

Mike: What is the point in going over this again?

Sonny: Well, I was thinking we could just call it even instead. I'm sorry, you know, for making you grieve. It had to be done. You got hurt, and it wasn't my intention.

Mike: Are you asking my forgiveness?

Sonny: No.

Mike: Because you refuse to ask for anything?

Sonny: No, because it's what I had to do.

Mike: Michael, it's the same thing. You don't ask to be understood and you don't admit that you were wrong.

Sonny: I wasn't.

Mike: I know, because that's who you are and that's how you think. And that's hard to live with, Michael. But I don't see that I've got any other choice. So, let's call it even.

Sonny: Good.

Mike: You're welcome. Is there anything I can do to help?

Sonny: (Walks over and sits down in a chair. Mike sits opposite him across the table) No, no. You know, the lawyers will get me out eventually.

Mike: Well, what about Jason and Brenda?

Sonny: Well, Jason could be in a little bit of trouble. Brenda's gone.

Mike: That must be hard on you.

Sonny: Yeah. Yeah, it is hard. I mean, you know, Brenda's the primary suspect. If she disappears, it helps incriminate Jason.

Mike: I meant that she took off with Jax.

Sonny: Mike, who cares?

Mike: Well, I assumed that you would.

Sonny: Now, assuming that I don't get convicted and sent to prison, you know, I'm happy for Brenda that she is alive and all that. But where she is and who she's with . . . it's none of my business.

Mike: You're sure about that?

Sonny: Yeah, I am.

Taggert: (Walks into room) All right, time's up. Let's go. Visit's over.

Sonny: (Talking to Courtney) Thank you for coming. I mean that.

Courtney: You don't have much luck with Christmases, do you?

Sonny: Well, I mean, two years ago, I was shot and I lived. A year ago, I found out that I had a sister, and here you are now, coming to visit me. I think, overall, it's improving. 


Courtney: Yeah. For me, too (she kisses him on the cheek).

Sonny: Aw, that's sweet.

Courtney: Merry Christmas, Sonny.

Sonny: Yeah, Merry Christmas.

Mike: Merry Christmas, Michael.

(Mike and Courtney leave the PCPD. Sonny is released a little later and gets to go home for Christmas Eve. Michael is waiting for him when he gets home).