(Carly steps off the elevator and heads toward Satan's PH without glancing over at Jason's door. Jason catches her arm and pulls her back toward the elevator and away from Satan's door before he lets go of her arm. The whole conversation is spoken in hushed tones, although not whispers.)
Jason: Hey. What are you doing? Are you okay?
Carly: I'm just curious. Is Hannah dead or alive?
Jason: This is not a good idea.
Carly: Did you hear any gunshots in the night? (pause) No, Sonny wouldn't do that. He'd just strangle her to death.
Jason: Alright. Sonny's not gonna kill anybody.
Carly: With the possible exception of himself.
Jason: Look, he feels he can handle this.
Carly: I don't believe him. Do you? Sonny's wound up tight on a good day. If he hasn't snapped yet, he will soon.
Jason: (his hands are clasped in front of him) I understand that you're afraid for Sonny. Okay? I'm worried about him too. But you showing up here is not gonna help anything. It might hurt.
Carly: What am I supposed to do, Jason? I'm supposed to graze the Quartermaine breakfast buffet? I'm sorry, but muffins and scones will not keep my mind off what's happening here.
Jason: The situation is being handled.
Carly: By Sonny. You know, how long is it gonna take before he cracks up, man? Before he starts smashing furniture and fondling broken pieces of glass?
Jason: You know you can't control what Sonny does.
Carly: I'm- Wait a second, now. I'm the one-
Jason: Here we go.
Carly: You know, if it wasn't for me, little miss Hoochiemama would still be getting over on-
Jason: Okay. I get- I understand. And you did a good thing, and I'm grateful. (one of his hands is over his heart, the other on her wrist)
Carly: Yeah?
Jason: Okay? But now it's time. You gotta step back. Sonny can hardly look me in the face. How do you think he'd react to you?
Carly: He's attempting the impossible, Jason. He cannot pull this off. You know what? It's hard enough to live with somebody you don't really like very much. You're not crazy about? Let alone a traitor who's working you from the inside.
Jason: Okay. But Sonny-
Carly: I couldn't pull this off.
Jason: But Sonny is going to handle this situation - his way. Now if want him- If you want him to keep his head on straight, don't make this harder than it already is.
Carly: Fine. Alright. Just don't shut me out.
Jason: Okay. That's- That's not what I'm trying to do.
Carly: Okay.
Jason: I'll let you know what's happening. But not in front of Sonny's door. (he hits the elevator button) Alright?
Carly: (she turns a little as his hand goes to the button, then touches her forehead) Fine, alright. Well, just don't ever say that you don't need my help, that's all. Just...
Jason: Well, I stopped saying that a long time ago.
Carly: Good. (she nods emphatically and points at him as she speaks) So I never have to hear it again for the rest of our lives.
(the elevator arrives and Jason gestures his arm into the car, pointing)
Jason: Bye.
(She takes a step and touches his cheek with the palm of her hand as she passes, and he smiles a little more as she touches him. Jason's hand lands on her back as a quick pat. She turns and pushes the button to go down.)
Carly: Bye.
(As the doors close, she gives him a cheeky smile. Jason turns toward the camera, a smile on his face. Then he glances over at Satan's door once.)