August 11, 2003

[Georgie's Bedroom]
Maxie: You actually had sex with Dillon?
Georgie: Why are you so shocked? I mean, you couldn't wait to lose your virginity to Kyle.
Maxie: So you did it because of me?
Georgie: God, no, Maxie! Not everything I do is about you! I mean, I had sex with Dillon because...because maybe I wanted to! (Starts to put the drawer back in her dresser and putting the clothes on the floor back in the drawer)
Maxie: So what happened to all your dopey talk about love and romance, Georgie? And waiting for the exact right second? (Sits down) Instead you knock it off right here at home with some guy you barely know. Who splits teh moment that he's finished.
Georgie: You know what, Maxie? (Sands up) If you had a clue, you'd be dangerous.
Maxie: (Stands up) No. I guess Dillon's just not so special after all. He's just like any other jerk out there looking to score. Did he even bother to use protection, Georgie, or did he put you at risk for...
Georgie: Thanks to you Dillon's the one at risk, right now trying to save your sorry butt.

[Hospital]
Alan: Hand over the pain killers.
Dillon: (Gives Alan the pills) I was just putting them back.
Alan: (Takes the pills and puts them back on the med cart) How did you happen to be in possession of Hydrocodone in the first place?
Dillon: You know, I thought it was asprin. I got a really bad headache all day...
Alan: You can buy asprin over-the-counter at any convient store. If you're stealing from the hospital, you've got more than just a headache. You've got some kind of addiction.

[Georgie's Bedroom]
Georgie: When did you become so completely self-absorbed? Don't you get it? If Dillon gets in some brawl with Kyle or gets caught returning your stolen drugs, Mac will send him to juvie...if the Quartermaines don't ship him off to military school first? Because no amount of explaining will ever, ever, ever convince anyone that you're the total screwup and Dillon is just trying to clean up your mess!
Maxie: Um, did I miss the part where I asked him to, Georgie? Dillon's an idiot! He never should've gotten involved!
Georgie: You cluless moron! Dillon is involved because you're my sister!

[Hospital]
Alan: Let me tell you something. There are some families who have a predisposition for substance abuse, and the Quartermaines are a prime example. For God's sake, AJ was abusing alcohol when he was younger than you are and it was because of that abuse he drove Jason's head straight into a tree. And me? My drug of choice was Hydrocodone. Because of that drug, it destroyed what I had worked my entire life for...my marriage, my career.
Dillon: I'm sorry to hear that but I don't have a problem.
Alan: Well that's what I thought at first.
Dillon: No, I'm serious. I really don't have a problem. I mean, I'm not addicted to anything.
Alan: Then you must have a hell of a headache.
Dillon: Ok, ok yeah I know, that was lame, but the truth is it's not my story to tell. And besides that, it's boring.
Alan: Believe me, I won't be bored. But let me guess what your story is. Narcissistic mother ignores teenage son then drops him with a family that could care less.. And then teenage son tries to ease his pain and loneliness with recreational drugs.
Dillon: You really don't get it, do you? I just told you that I don't have a drug problem and already you're blaming my mother? Man, you don't get me any better than the rest of the Quartermaines, do you? And the last thing I need is some long, drawn-out, pompous anti-drug lecture when I don't have a problem with drugs and I never had.
Alan: Boy are you in denial.

[Georgie's Bedroom]
Georgie: Dillon's been gone way too long. What if he got arrested again?
Maxie: you know what I don't get, Georgie, is why did he get out of bed in the first place?
Georgie: Excellent question, Maxie. But why did I let him? I mean, if you don't give a dam about your life, why should we, right?
Maxie: You know what I don't understand, Georgie, is I mean, you're in bed with the guy that you're just absolutely crazy about, making love for your first time, right? And your sister walks in completely buzzing out of her mind rambling about some shirt. And instead of kicking me out and going on with the most romantic night of your life, you send your boyfriend charging off to save a stupid job that I could really care less about. Was your first time, like, really not all that great, Georgie?
Georgie: It was wonderful, it was perfect, it was everything I hoped for and more.
Maxie: You never answered my question. Did Dillon bring protection or did you just happen to have a supply of condoms up here?
Georgie: None of your business. I"m not going to discuss my sex life with you.
Maxie: Give it up, Georgie, there's nothing to discuss, ok? You and Dillon never had sex. You're still a virgin.
(Knock at the door and Dillon walks in)
Georgie: (Walks over to him) Dillon. Thank God. Are you ok?
Dillon: (Takes her arm and moves her to the side) Yeah. Um...
Georgie: What?
Dillon: Well, I...I went to Kyle and got the drugs
Georgie: Did you fight?
Dillon: Yes, but it was fairly unchallenging, considering (more to Maxie than Georgie) he was stoned out of his mind.
Georgie: Well, wait a minute what about the pills?
Dillon: What about the pills? I took them to General Hospital
Georgie: Great.
Dillon: And I almost got away with it
Georgie: "Almost"?
Dillon: Well my Uncle Alan stopped me at the med cart
Georgie: Oh no.
Dillon: Yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh and it gets worse too. (Counts off on his fingers) First, we had a bonding session and then an anti-drug lecture, and then he made me take a full physical with poking and prodding and blood samples and everything while he checked for track marks!
Georgie: Dillon I am so sorry.
Dillon: Oh, it's ok. It's for a good cause, right?
Georgie: I'm not so sure about that.
Maxie: What were you trying to prove anyway, Dillon?
Dillon: I'm sorry..."prove"?
(Maxie nods)
Georgie: (Looks at Maxie) Maxie what are you trying to prove? Running wild, doing drugs, drinking? I mean, are you too cool to care if your anti-rejection drugs stop working and your body rejects BJ's heart? What about that?
Dillon: What is that supposed to mean?
Maxie: You didn't know? You must be, like, the only one in town.
Dillon: Well, I mean, I knew you were, like, sick when you were little.
Maxie: Oh, it's much more than sick, Dillon. I'm a freaking medical miracle, walking around with another girl's heart.
Georgie: Maxie, I'm really sorry...
Maxie: (Tearful) A sweet...a sweet little saint of a girl. This girl who would've grown up to be this amazing person. Isn't that just hilarious, like...like the worse joke that you guys have heard? (To Georgie) Do you have any idea how sick I am trying to live up to BJ's heart, Georgie? Do you have any idea how heavy it is, or how loud it beats?
Georgie: Maxie, I am so sorry...
(Maxie walks over to where Dillon is standing and stands behind him causing Dillon and Georgie to turn and look at her)
Maxie: (To Dillon) (Crying) See, I was supposed to die, but my cousin died instead. Her name was BJ. She was my best friend. She had a ballet recital the last night that she was alive. And the next morning on her way to school, her school van was...was hit by a drunk driver. And her parents decided to give me her heart. I didn't ask for it. But they gave it to me. I even tried to erase it! I convinced my mom to let me have plastic surgery in Dallas to cover the scar! Anyone else would've worn that proudly, but not me! Do you see what an awful person I am? BJ died! And...she should've been the one that lived, and I should've died! But just like everything else in my life, it got all screwed up and now BJ's dead and I'm stuck with a heart that I'm not worthy of! (Starts to head for the door)
Georgie: Maxie...
Maxie: (Opens the door) No...(Leaves)
Georgie: Wait...no...

Georgie: I can't believe I was so insensitive (sits on bed) My only excuse for that...and it's not even a very good one is that...is that I had no idea she was keeping all those feeling bottled up.
Dillon: How are you supposed to know if she didn't tell you? It's not your ob to read Maxie's mind. Well, in any case, I get it now. (Sits down next to her)
Georgie: What?
Dillon: Why everybody treats Maxie like she's so special, even though she's screwing up half the time, and then you get lost in the shuffle. That's not fair. You know, you're the special one.
Georgie: Yeah. (Stands up) Did you see my special talents at work just now? I handled Maxie all wrong (Turns to face him)
Dillon: It's not your job to handle Maxie, Georgie. I mean, shouldn't she be responsible for herself one in a while?
Georgie: Obviously she's in a lot of pain...
Dillon: Isn't everybody? Look, I'm not...(stands up and walks over to her) I'm not trying to bag on your sister or anything like that. Ok? I'm not. But, you know, there are a whole lot of things in Maxie's life that she hasn't learnted to appreciate yet and you're one of them. Man, I don't want to fall into that loop. So I'll just...I'll come right out and say it. You...you're special to me. Oh, hell, I'm...I'm so lucky just to know you.
(They kiss)