Scene ~ Jason's PH Carly: I'm not your enemy, Jason. I'm doing the best thing that I can here. My plan might not be the simplest or most painless solution, I admit that. Although so far, it's all worked out exactly the way I said. Hey, you know what? Look, if you've got a better plan, I'm listening.
Jason: We take that trip to the airport, right now.
Carly: How is that better? Think about it, though. Really really really think about that. How is that better? Is it better- Is it better because that's what you really want for Michael? Or is that what you want for you? No, really. I mean, hey. We can't raise him Michael Morgan. Not even in Buenos Aires. Because, forget the long arm of the law. We've got the long ears of the Quartermaines.
Jason: Just until he's old enough to understand.
Carly: Okay, when is that? Ten, fifteen? What's that magic age when it's suddenly safe to tell your son, 'Hey, Michael. Sorry. Your entire life has been a lie.' Cuz if there is one, my mom never found it. Really. You know? When I found out that I was adopted, and nobody told me? My mom didn't tell me. You know what I did? Did I ever tell you what I did? I burnt every picture that she had in that house of me. And then I moved out as soon as I possibly could. I couldn't even- I couldn't even receive the love that she was trying to give me cuz I was too caught up in hating her for all the lies. That's not gonna happen to my son and me. It's just not, okay? You understand? Look, I can't leave here, Jason, unless I know that you and Michael are gonna be here when I come back tomorrow. Huh? Promise me? (he doesn't answer) Jason, you need to promise me. (she whispers) Promise me.
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Jason: (he gets up and walks away from the couch) If you won't go away? Carly, you know I can't.
Carly: How do I know? Of course you can.
Jason: 'How do I know?' Because before Michael was born, and then when he was, you asked me to take care of him. To be his father. Now how would I be doing that if I stole him away in the middle of the night and took him someplace where his mother can't find him? ... Might be better if I did.
Carly: Yeah. If you kept him away from his worthless mother.
Jason: C'mon, Carly. I know you. I know you. And you might hate AJ right now. But that's not gonna last.
Carly: I said I might have to marry the guy, not fall in love with him.
Jason: You'll have anything you want. Anytime you want. You're gonna have chauffeurs, you're gonna have servants. You're gonna be able to redecorate that house every month if you want. You're not going to want to leave. Which is your business. But Michael is going to be trapped. And that's my business.
Carly: Could I, uh... Get used to servants instead of bodyguards? Sure, servants are great. Could I get used to Monica and your little bratty sister wanting me dead every time I walk into the room? You know, hey. If I could get used to Tony Jones, I could probably get used to anything. But you know what? I'm sorry. I really do what what's best for Michael. And that's you. Or you just think I'm destined to be a horrible mother?
Jason: No, I don't. I've told you that.
Carly: Bobbie does. I mean, you know. It's okay. Let's be honest. The jury's still out, right? You know I had about a half a life before I met you? I was never not trying to work the situation. Trying to scam somebody about something. You know? I don't know. There might have been a real me, but it never really came out until I met you. And you had this x-ray vision type of thing and you just saw right through me. And you saw mean, miserable, ugly, horrible Carly. And you didn't care. I don't have to fake it with you, Jason. I can just be Carly. You gotta believe me, okay? I've had my share of trying to be miss way-better-than-average, living with Tony. It didn't work. Why would I sign up for a lifetime of it? ... Hey, are you even listening to me?
Jason: No.
Carly: What?
Jason: I'm thinking.
Carly: About what?
Jason: About how to help Michael through... What's gonna happen.