Sonny and Courtney Have a Talk

Sonny wants to talk to Courtney alone. He has Mike and Janine leave the Penthouse. They seem to hit it off right away. December 28, 2001.

Sonny: You all right?

Courtney: Yeah.

Sonny: Where did you stay when you left?

Courtney: Around. My car, mostly.

Sonny: You cold?

Courtney: A little.

Sonny: When did you eat?

Courtney: What did my mother want?

Sonny: When did you eat?

Courtney: Why are you doing this? You don't even know me.

Sonny: Ok, I'll tell you why I’m doing it. One reason. You're family now.

(Next scene. They go over and sit on the couch).

Sonny: There's minestrone in the kitchen.

Courtney: That's with vegetables, right?

Sonny: What would you rather have?

Courtney: Do you think my parents are listening through the door?

Sonny: Doesn't matter.

Courtney: My Dad . . . our Dad, he gets on your nerves, doesn't he?

Sonny: Yeah.

Courtney: He ditched you, too?

Sonny: In Brooklyn. A long time ago.

Courtney: Where's your Mom?

Sonny: It's not your concern.

Courtney: Even though I'm family?

Sonny: That's right.

Courtney: Daddy could be a lot of fun, though. Did he used to take you places and spend all the money so you had to walk home?

Sonny: He did that to you too, huh? Right.

Courtney: Once we spent our last two dollars on cotton candy. He thought he had a five in his pocket for the bus, but he didn't. Something about a crap game. It wasn't really that far. Mike made it like an adventure, promised to take me for a hike.

Sonny: And he was gone the next morning.

Courtney: I used to go looking for him. Did you?

Sonny: If you don't want minestrone, you want a steak? Omelet?

Courtney: You pretty much change the subject anytime you feel like it, don't you?

Sonny: You're cold. You need to eat.

Courtney: I know.

Sonny: There's a guest room upstairs, okay? Take a shower, get cleaned up.

Courtney: Are you married?

Sonny: What do you like on your omelet?

Courtney: That is so cool. You don't like the question . . . zap . . . it's like nobody even asked.

Sonny: Cheese or spinach?

Courtney: Drives people crazy, right?

Sonny: Sometimes, yeah.

Courtney: How about a peanut butter sandwich?

Sonny: You need something warm.

Courtney: Could you fry it in butter like Elvis, with bananas?

Sonny: Whatever you want.

Courtney: Thanks.

(Mike and Janine are waiting in the hallway. Sonny lets them back in).

Janine: Well, how long do we have to stand out here?

Mike: Will you keep it down?

Janine: Hey, what's going on in there?

Sonny: Hey, hey, can you be quiet?

Janine: Sure. Where's my little girl?

Sonny: She's upstairs.

Janine: Courtney, come on, let's go!

Sonny: Ok, whoa. That's enough. Here's your choice. You either stay quiet or you leave.

Janine: I have something I have to talk to you about. Alone.

Mike: If you're going to discuss my daughter, I'm sticking around.

Janine: It's a little late for sticking around.

Sonny: Mike, can you wait in the kitchen?

Janine: The sooner, the better.

Sonny: Courtney wants a peanut butter sandwich fried in butter or something, I don't know.

Mike: With bananas?

Janine: We’re supposed to be all impressed now that you remembered that?

Sonny: What do you want?

Janine: Hey, you know, this, I'm sure, is a very painful, difficult situation for you. I can make it all go away.

Sonny: I'm listening.

Janine: Write me a big, fat check. You never have to deal with me or Courtney again.

Sonny: You want me to give you money to take my sister away?

Janine: You don't even know Courtney. I'll take good care of her. I'll make sure she goes to college, assuming we can afford it.

Sonny: I see.

Janine: I want what's best for my daughter.

Sonny: You want her away from Mike.

Janine: Damn straight. I may not be a perfect mother, but I never abandoned my kid.

Sonny: No, but you tried to extort from me before.

Janine: See, you misunderstood all that.

Sonny: My attorney didn't.

Mike: And Sonny has the best attorney in the business.

Janine: Hmm.

Mike: And if she finds out that you blackmailed Edward Quartermaine . . .

Janine: I cannot help it if the old man overreacted.

Sonny: You slept with Edward Quartermaine for a financial gain. There's a name for that. I think it's called . . .

Janine: I never slept . . .

Sonny: No?

Janine: With him, no. All I did was help escort him upstairs to his room and make sure that I had a negligee on when he woke up.

Mike: In other words, you conned him.

Janine: Oh, Mike, if you hadn't gambled away Courtney’s college money, none of this would have happened. Now, Edward Quartermaine comes in the casino a lot, and he drops more money in one night than I make in a year. So I figure he can afford to pay for a mistake. I just helped him think he made one.

Sonny: Very enterprising.

Janine: Well, thank you. I saw a chance, I took it, I don't regret it.

Sonny: You might. You're looking at serious trouble here . . . blackmail, extortion. And now you're offering to make your own daughter disappear. What kind of mother are you? You know what you are?

Janine: What do you mean, "disappear"?

Sonny: You're a tramp!

Janine: What are you . . .

Courtney: (Comes back downstairs. She has overheard their conversation). What have you done? Is that the scam? You want money to make me disappear? To keep me away from my father, my brother?

Janine: I raised you. I was there for you every day. I did the work.

Sonny: You know what? You don't want to get into this. Your sandwich is getting cold. Why don't you go eat your sandwich?

Courtney: At least somebody cares.

Mike: I used to make them for you all the time.

Courtney: I remember.

Janine: Yeah, well, I don't remember.

Courtney: How much money do you need, Mom? What's the going rate for keeping me away from the rest of my family?

Janine: Baby girl, I’m doing all of this for you.

Courtney: Dad used to say that all the time, right?

Mike: That was a long time ago.

Janine: All right, we can work all of this out. Just you and me, like always. If that's okay with your brother.

Sonny: Okay, you can go with your mother if you want. She's staying at a place that I own. You need to rest, so . . .

Courtney: Okay, I'll try.

Janine: We have a lot to straighten out.

Courtney: Don't count on it.

Sonny: Johnny? Take them back, will you?

Johnny: Yes, sir.

Courtney: Thank you.

Sonny: No problem.

Courtney: You did all right on that sandwich.

(Janine and Courtney leave. It’s now just Sonny and Mike).

Mike: Sonny . . .

Sonny: We're finished here (coldly).

Mike: Not even close (Mike walks past Sonny and leaves the Penthouse).