Chapter 3
When Carly got home, Bianca was lying on the couch with Miranda resting on her chest. Morgan was lying on his play blanket on the floor, chewing on the ear of his favorite teddy bear. It was a bear that Sonny had bought for him.
"Hey," Bianca said quietly.
"Hey," Carly said. "She's sleeping?"
"Yeah. I just finished feeding her. She's out like a light."
"How old is she?"
"Three days old."
"What?" Carly asked, surprised. "Shouldn't you be in a hospital?"
"My baby and I were already checked out. We're both fine," Bianca replied. "We're just fine." Miranda stretched a little but remained asleep. Carly smiled.
"Need some help getting her put down? You can use the bassinet if you'd like to. We'll go shopping tomorrow for some nursery stuff for your room so you can have her in your room."
"I . . . I don't have any money," Bianca replied. "I came here to get away from everything. My mother was angry and she froze my bank account."
"Don't worry," Carly said. "I've got plenty of money. I'll pay for it."
"I'll pay you back someday, Carly," Bianca replied. Carly nodded.
"Take your time, Bianca," she replied.
"So how's your husband doing?" Bianca asked, sitting up slowly and standing with Miranda in her arms.
"He's . . . he's paralyzed from the waist down," Carly replied. "The doctors don't know if it's permanent or not."
"Oh God. That's terrible," Bianca said softly. Carly nodded and cleared her throat.
"Is Michael playing in his room?"
"Yeah," Bianca replied. "Leticia went home already."
"Yeah. She usually goes home around this time. She's off for the weekend."
"Alright," Bianca replied. Morgan made a noise from the floor, wanting attention. Carly grinned down at her son and she bent down to pick him up. He cooed when she held him on her hip.
"There's mommy's little man," she said, kissing his cheek. "Oops, somebody needs a diaper change." She smiled at Bianca.
"I'll be right back. Little Mo needs a new diaper. Feel free to use any of my baby supplies. We've got some newborn diapers upstairs. I bought some for girls before we found out we were having a boy. I bought them just in case and we've had them a long time. So you can use those."
"Great. Thanks," Bianca replied with a smile.
"You know, I should introduce you to my friend Jason. He just went through a divorce. I think you'd really like him," Carly started. Bianca blushed a little.
"Uh, there's something you need to know."
"Yeah?"
"I'm a lesbian," Bianca replied. Carly's eyes went wide and she grinned.
"Oh," she replied. "Wow, there goes my foot in my mouth."
"No, it's okay," Bianca said with a giggle. "I had to leave behind somebody I really loved without saying goodbye. Two people actually. It was hard to do because I cared for them both so much, but I had to go. I had to go for my baby's sake."
"I'm so sorry," Carly said with a frown.
"It's okay. Life goes on, right?"
"Yeah. The pain goes away a little each day," Carly replied. "It takes a long time though." Bianca nodded.
"Ooh, I think little MiMo needs to have her diaper changed too," Bianca said with a laugh.
"MiMo?"
"Yeah. At my baby shower, my sister said she should be called MiMo for short. Miranda Mona Montgomery."
"That's sweet," Carly said with a grin. "I just started calling Morgan Little Mo." Bianca laughed. "Well, let's go get these kids changed, shall we?" Bianca followed Carly up the stairs slowly, still a little sore from giving birth, but very happy to have found a friend in Carly.
They walked into Morgan's nursery and they put the babies side by side on the changing table. Carly handed Bianca the package of newborn girl diapers, and she took one of Morgan's.
"Aren't you afraid he's gonna spray you?" Bianca asked.
"Oh believe me, when I first changed his diaper, I got a nice surprise. See, I hadn't taken care of a baby since Michael, and they've got seven years between them."
"I want to give Miranda a brother or sister one day," Bianca replied. "I want her to have all of the love in the world."
"You sound like you've had a rough time with your family."
"My mother loves me, but she doesn't understand. She should understand . . . she's been through what I've been through."
"Oh?" Carly asked.
"My mother was raped years ago. She chose to keep her baby. My sister was that baby. I was raped when Miranda was conceived. My mother advised me not to keep the baby. But, I couldn't let her go. I needed this baby. This baby needs me. We're all each other's got now."
"Not anymore," Carly replied with a warm smile. Bianca smiled back.
"Thank you." Michael walked into the nursery and leaned against the doorway.
"Hey Mister Man," Carly greeted him.
"Did you go see Alcazar?" he asked her.
"What?"
"He called earlier," Michael replied.
"That's who called?" Bianca asked.
"Yeah," Michael replied. "He asked for you, mommy. Did you go see him?"
"For a few minutes."
"Oh," Michael replied. "Mommy, are you going to marry Alcazar?"
"What?" Carly asked quickly. Bianca's eyes went wide. This boy really liked to ask questions.
"Are you in love with him?" Michael asked. Carly bit her bottom lip.
"Michael, why don't you go to your room and wait on mommy? I'm going to put Morgan down and then I'll be in to talk, okay?"
"Okay," Michael said quietly. He headed down the hall to his room. Carly turned to Bianca as she finished diapering the baby. She put Morgan down in his crib.
"I'll bring the bassinet upstairs and put it in your room," Carly said. Your room is the one at the end of the hall. If you want to put Miranda down, she can sleep up here."
"Okay," Bianca replied. Carly and Bianca headed downstairs. Carly lifted the light bassinet up the stairs and rolled it into Bianca's bedroom. Bianca put Miranda in it and laid down on the bed to take a small nap. Carly shut Bianca's bedroom door and went to Michael's bedroom. Michael was sitting on his bed waiting for Carly. Carly shut the door and walked over to sit on the floor in front of Michael's bed.
"Okay sweetie, we definitely need to talk," Carly started.
"Why can't you and daddy just get back together?" Michael asked. Carly sighed. She wished that could happen, but she knew it couldn't now.
"Sweetie, daddy and I love you and Morgan, but we can't be together."
"Why not? Don't you love each other anymore?" Carly wished she could say yes. But she couldn't because she thought she knew for certain that Sonny didn't love her anymore.
"I love your father," Carly began. "Look, daddy and I just won't work anymore. It's best this way."
"Are you going to marry Alcazar? Do you love him like you loved daddy?"
"I don't love Lorenzo," Carly replied. "Lorenzo is a friend and I care for him. But I don't love him like I love your daddy."
"So you still love him like you always did?" Michael asked.
"Yeah," Carly replied softly.
"Maybe he still loves you," Michael replied.
"I don't know, baby. But it can't work out. Daddy and I . . ."
"Why not? It isn't fair to me and Morgan!"
"Michael, I know this doesn't seem fair right now, but it's going to get better. I promise," Carly responded. "Baby, it isn't easy for me either."
"I want to go see daddy."
"Honey, daddy's busy."
"With Sam?"
"No. Honey, daddy's not feeling well right now."
"He doesn't want to see me," Michael replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes he does. He's just really busy and he doesn't feel like having visitors."
"Not even his own son?" Michael asked. "Maybe I should've lived with AJ."
"Michael, your daddy loves you," Carly replied with tears in her eyes. Michael laid down on his bed and faced the wall. Carly began to cry. "Please believe that, baby. Your daddy loves you." Carly knew that she wasn't going to get anything else out of Michael, so she kissed the side of his head and left the room to let him be alone for awhile.
Carly walked down the hallway and into Morgan's nursery. She sat by his crib and she stared in at him. He was already sleeping.
"Sweetie, I hope you know that mommy and daddy both love you," Carly said softly. "We wanted you to come into this world more than anything. Now that you're here, we both want you safe. I know this divorce is confusing for you. You don't see daddy everyday like you used to. You have mommy and you have Michael here. We love you very much. Daddy does too. Don't you forget that."
**
Jason walked into the hallway of the Intensive Care Unit. He saw Sam standing at the window.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm here for Sonny," she replied.
"You should go. I don't want you to upset him," Jason replied coldly.
"Jason, I love him," Sam replied.
"Why don't you just go home, Sam? Your wound is healing fine. Sonny doesn't need you. He needs his wife."
"He doesn't want his wife!"
"How the Hell do you know what he wants?"
"Because he and I are together. He would tell me."
"Sonny won't tell you because he doesn't trust you. He loves Carly. He will never stop loving her. You're just a distraction." Jason pushed past Sam and walked into Sonny's room, shutting the door behind himself. He walked over to Sonny's bedside.
"I heard you and Sam," Sonny said quietly.
"I'm sorry man," Jason replied. "You don't deserve her."
"I do," Sonny replied. "I was awful to Carly. Sam's my punishment."
"Get rid of her. You don't need her. You've led her on long enough. She's already in love with you."
"She's been hurt a lot," Sonny replied.
"Don't feel sorry for her," Jason replied. "She's probably only in this for your money anyway. She's in love with your money. Sonny, Carly told me you don't love her anymore."
"I can't burden her with this," Sonny said, motioning toward his legs. "She deserves better than that."
"And you think Lorenzo Alcazar is better for her?" Jason asked. "You must be doped up right now because you're not making one damned bit of sense."
"I don't want Carly to have to take care of a cripple for the rest of her life."
"You don't know that you're going to be like this forever. Besides, you don't need anybody to take care of you. You can take care of yourself. Sonny, if you keep acting like this, you're going to end up very lonely old man. Call her. Please."
"I can't, Jason. She needs to move on."
"And what are you going to do? Feel sorry for yourself for the rest of your life?" Jason asked. He turned around and left the room. Sam poked her head in.
"You up for some more company?" she asked.
"Why not?" Sonny asked. He pushed the button the raise the head of his bed so he was in a seated position.
"Look, about all the stuff I said about Carly earlier," Sam started. "I was just jealous."
"Just try not to bash the mother of my children. She loves those boys more than anyone could ever imagine."
"Sonny, I need to ask you something."
"Alright," he replied knowingly.
"Are you still in love with Carly?" she asked. Sonny closed his eyes and a tear escaped. Sam looked down.
"I know I'm not the perfect woman. I know that I'm not perfect at all. But I do love you, Sonny." Sonny shook his head.
"Don't do this to yourself, Sam. You shouldn't be with a man who can't return the love you feel for him." Sam shook her head and a tear cascaded down her cheek.
"Just so you know, I wasn't in it just for the money," Sam replied. She stood up and walked out of Sonny's hospital room. Sam walked down the hallway and she burst into tears. Jason stood at the side and watched her as she cried. He shook his head. It served her right. She didn't need to be messing in Sonny and Carly's lives. He shook his head again as Sam got on the elevator, sobbing uncontrollably.
"What are you looking at?" taunted a voice behind him. Jason whipped around to see Faith Rosco behind him.
"Faith? What the Hell are you doing here?" Jason asked.
"I'm here to pay a visit to Sonny," she replied.
"Sonny doesn't need any trouble right now."
"No, I think what I have to say might appeal to him."
"I'll deliver your message to Sonny. You stay away from him," Jason replied, crossing his arms.
"Fine. Tell him that his car accident wasn't just any accident. Somebody tampered with his brake line," Faith replied with a smirk.
"How the Hell would you know that?" Jason asked.
"I sent one of my men to spy on Alcazar. I have pictures of Alcazar paying a guy off, in his hospital room, and I have pictures of the guy cutting the line," Faith replied. She handed Jason the envelope. He flipped through the pictures and sure enough, what Faith said was true.
"Jesus," Jason breathed. "Alright, I'll let you in to see him, but I'll be watching you." Faith nodded in agreement and watched as Faith walked into Sonny's hospital room.
Sonny stared at Faith as she walked in.
"What the Hell do you want?" he asked.
"No, I think the question is 'what do you want?'" Faith replied with a smirk. "I think you will want to know this." She tossed him the envelope full of pictures and he started to flip through them.
"Damn it," Sonny said, shaking his head.
"And just think, your little wifey is sleeping with the man who paralyzed you."
**
Sam walked into Lorenzo's room and she slammed the door behind her.
"Carly?" he asked.
"No. It's me," she replied.
"Sam?"
"Yeah," she replied.
"You sound upset."
"Damn right I'm upset. Sonny just basically told me he's still in love with Carly," she replied. "I'm done with him."
"What do you expect me to do about it?" he asked.
"I expect you to kill him."
"I thought you were in love with him."
"Yeah, well if I can't have him, I don't want anybody to have him."
"You realize you're borderline crazy?" Lorenzo asked.
"You think? Sonny Corinthos has the ability to drive women insane. I'm amazed one of them hasn't killed him yet. There's a first time for everything."
"You want me to hire somebody to take him out."
"Oh come on, I'm pretty sure you were involved with that accident today. This time, finish the job."
When Carly got home, Bianca was lying on the couch with Miranda resting on her chest. Morgan was lying on his play blanket on the floor, chewing on the ear of his favorite teddy bear. It was a bear that Sonny had bought for him.
"Hey," Bianca said quietly.
"Hey," Carly said. "She's sleeping?"
"Yeah. I just finished feeding her. She's out like a light."
"How old is she?"
"Three days old."
"What?" Carly asked, surprised. "Shouldn't you be in a hospital?"
"My baby and I were already checked out. We're both fine," Bianca replied. "We're just fine." Miranda stretched a little but remained asleep. Carly smiled.
"Need some help getting her put down? You can use the bassinet if you'd like to. We'll go shopping tomorrow for some nursery stuff for your room so you can have her in your room."
"I . . . I don't have any money," Bianca replied. "I came here to get away from everything. My mother was angry and she froze my bank account."
"Don't worry," Carly said. "I've got plenty of money. I'll pay for it."
"I'll pay you back someday, Carly," Bianca replied. Carly nodded.
"Take your time, Bianca," she replied.
"So how's your husband doing?" Bianca asked, sitting up slowly and standing with Miranda in her arms.
"He's . . . he's paralyzed from the waist down," Carly replied. "The doctors don't know if it's permanent or not."
"Oh God. That's terrible," Bianca said softly. Carly nodded and cleared her throat.
"Is Michael playing in his room?"
"Yeah," Bianca replied. "Leticia went home already."
"Yeah. She usually goes home around this time. She's off for the weekend."
"Alright," Bianca replied. Morgan made a noise from the floor, wanting attention. Carly grinned down at her son and she bent down to pick him up. He cooed when she held him on her hip.
"There's mommy's little man," she said, kissing his cheek. "Oops, somebody needs a diaper change." She smiled at Bianca.
"I'll be right back. Little Mo needs a new diaper. Feel free to use any of my baby supplies. We've got some newborn diapers upstairs. I bought some for girls before we found out we were having a boy. I bought them just in case and we've had them a long time. So you can use those."
"Great. Thanks," Bianca replied with a smile.
"You know, I should introduce you to my friend Jason. He just went through a divorce. I think you'd really like him," Carly started. Bianca blushed a little.
"Uh, there's something you need to know."
"Yeah?"
"I'm a lesbian," Bianca replied. Carly's eyes went wide and she grinned.
"Oh," she replied. "Wow, there goes my foot in my mouth."
"No, it's okay," Bianca said with a giggle. "I had to leave behind somebody I really loved without saying goodbye. Two people actually. It was hard to do because I cared for them both so much, but I had to go. I had to go for my baby's sake."
"I'm so sorry," Carly said with a frown.
"It's okay. Life goes on, right?"
"Yeah. The pain goes away a little each day," Carly replied. "It takes a long time though." Bianca nodded.
"Ooh, I think little MiMo needs to have her diaper changed too," Bianca said with a laugh.
"MiMo?"
"Yeah. At my baby shower, my sister said she should be called MiMo for short. Miranda Mona Montgomery."
"That's sweet," Carly said with a grin. "I just started calling Morgan Little Mo." Bianca laughed. "Well, let's go get these kids changed, shall we?" Bianca followed Carly up the stairs slowly, still a little sore from giving birth, but very happy to have found a friend in Carly.
They walked into Morgan's nursery and they put the babies side by side on the changing table. Carly handed Bianca the package of newborn girl diapers, and she took one of Morgan's.
"Aren't you afraid he's gonna spray you?" Bianca asked.
"Oh believe me, when I first changed his diaper, I got a nice surprise. See, I hadn't taken care of a baby since Michael, and they've got seven years between them."
"I want to give Miranda a brother or sister one day," Bianca replied. "I want her to have all of the love in the world."
"You sound like you've had a rough time with your family."
"My mother loves me, but she doesn't understand. She should understand . . . she's been through what I've been through."
"Oh?" Carly asked.
"My mother was raped years ago. She chose to keep her baby. My sister was that baby. I was raped when Miranda was conceived. My mother advised me not to keep the baby. But, I couldn't let her go. I needed this baby. This baby needs me. We're all each other's got now."
"Not anymore," Carly replied with a warm smile. Bianca smiled back.
"Thank you." Michael walked into the nursery and leaned against the doorway.
"Hey Mister Man," Carly greeted him.
"Did you go see Alcazar?" he asked her.
"What?"
"He called earlier," Michael replied.
"That's who called?" Bianca asked.
"Yeah," Michael replied. "He asked for you, mommy. Did you go see him?"
"For a few minutes."
"Oh," Michael replied. "Mommy, are you going to marry Alcazar?"
"What?" Carly asked quickly. Bianca's eyes went wide. This boy really liked to ask questions.
"Are you in love with him?" Michael asked. Carly bit her bottom lip.
"Michael, why don't you go to your room and wait on mommy? I'm going to put Morgan down and then I'll be in to talk, okay?"
"Okay," Michael said quietly. He headed down the hall to his room. Carly turned to Bianca as she finished diapering the baby. She put Morgan down in his crib.
"I'll bring the bassinet upstairs and put it in your room," Carly said. Your room is the one at the end of the hall. If you want to put Miranda down, she can sleep up here."
"Okay," Bianca replied. Carly and Bianca headed downstairs. Carly lifted the light bassinet up the stairs and rolled it into Bianca's bedroom. Bianca put Miranda in it and laid down on the bed to take a small nap. Carly shut Bianca's bedroom door and went to Michael's bedroom. Michael was sitting on his bed waiting for Carly. Carly shut the door and walked over to sit on the floor in front of Michael's bed.
"Okay sweetie, we definitely need to talk," Carly started.
"Why can't you and daddy just get back together?" Michael asked. Carly sighed. She wished that could happen, but she knew it couldn't now.
"Sweetie, daddy and I love you and Morgan, but we can't be together."
"Why not? Don't you love each other anymore?" Carly wished she could say yes. But she couldn't because she thought she knew for certain that Sonny didn't love her anymore.
"I love your father," Carly began. "Look, daddy and I just won't work anymore. It's best this way."
"Are you going to marry Alcazar? Do you love him like you loved daddy?"
"I don't love Lorenzo," Carly replied. "Lorenzo is a friend and I care for him. But I don't love him like I love your daddy."
"So you still love him like you always did?" Michael asked.
"Yeah," Carly replied softly.
"Maybe he still loves you," Michael replied.
"I don't know, baby. But it can't work out. Daddy and I . . ."
"Why not? It isn't fair to me and Morgan!"
"Michael, I know this doesn't seem fair right now, but it's going to get better. I promise," Carly responded. "Baby, it isn't easy for me either."
"I want to go see daddy."
"Honey, daddy's busy."
"With Sam?"
"No. Honey, daddy's not feeling well right now."
"He doesn't want to see me," Michael replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes he does. He's just really busy and he doesn't feel like having visitors."
"Not even his own son?" Michael asked. "Maybe I should've lived with AJ."
"Michael, your daddy loves you," Carly replied with tears in her eyes. Michael laid down on his bed and faced the wall. Carly began to cry. "Please believe that, baby. Your daddy loves you." Carly knew that she wasn't going to get anything else out of Michael, so she kissed the side of his head and left the room to let him be alone for awhile.
Carly walked down the hallway and into Morgan's nursery. She sat by his crib and she stared in at him. He was already sleeping.
"Sweetie, I hope you know that mommy and daddy both love you," Carly said softly. "We wanted you to come into this world more than anything. Now that you're here, we both want you safe. I know this divorce is confusing for you. You don't see daddy everyday like you used to. You have mommy and you have Michael here. We love you very much. Daddy does too. Don't you forget that."
**
Jason walked into the hallway of the Intensive Care Unit. He saw Sam standing at the window.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm here for Sonny," she replied.
"You should go. I don't want you to upset him," Jason replied coldly.
"Jason, I love him," Sam replied.
"Why don't you just go home, Sam? Your wound is healing fine. Sonny doesn't need you. He needs his wife."
"He doesn't want his wife!"
"How the Hell do you know what he wants?"
"Because he and I are together. He would tell me."
"Sonny won't tell you because he doesn't trust you. He loves Carly. He will never stop loving her. You're just a distraction." Jason pushed past Sam and walked into Sonny's room, shutting the door behind himself. He walked over to Sonny's bedside.
"I heard you and Sam," Sonny said quietly.
"I'm sorry man," Jason replied. "You don't deserve her."
"I do," Sonny replied. "I was awful to Carly. Sam's my punishment."
"Get rid of her. You don't need her. You've led her on long enough. She's already in love with you."
"She's been hurt a lot," Sonny replied.
"Don't feel sorry for her," Jason replied. "She's probably only in this for your money anyway. She's in love with your money. Sonny, Carly told me you don't love her anymore."
"I can't burden her with this," Sonny said, motioning toward his legs. "She deserves better than that."
"And you think Lorenzo Alcazar is better for her?" Jason asked. "You must be doped up right now because you're not making one damned bit of sense."
"I don't want Carly to have to take care of a cripple for the rest of her life."
"You don't know that you're going to be like this forever. Besides, you don't need anybody to take care of you. You can take care of yourself. Sonny, if you keep acting like this, you're going to end up very lonely old man. Call her. Please."
"I can't, Jason. She needs to move on."
"And what are you going to do? Feel sorry for yourself for the rest of your life?" Jason asked. He turned around and left the room. Sam poked her head in.
"You up for some more company?" she asked.
"Why not?" Sonny asked. He pushed the button the raise the head of his bed so he was in a seated position.
"Look, about all the stuff I said about Carly earlier," Sam started. "I was just jealous."
"Just try not to bash the mother of my children. She loves those boys more than anyone could ever imagine."
"Sonny, I need to ask you something."
"Alright," he replied knowingly.
"Are you still in love with Carly?" she asked. Sonny closed his eyes and a tear escaped. Sam looked down.
"I know I'm not the perfect woman. I know that I'm not perfect at all. But I do love you, Sonny." Sonny shook his head.
"Don't do this to yourself, Sam. You shouldn't be with a man who can't return the love you feel for him." Sam shook her head and a tear cascaded down her cheek.
"Just so you know, I wasn't in it just for the money," Sam replied. She stood up and walked out of Sonny's hospital room. Sam walked down the hallway and she burst into tears. Jason stood at the side and watched her as she cried. He shook his head. It served her right. She didn't need to be messing in Sonny and Carly's lives. He shook his head again as Sam got on the elevator, sobbing uncontrollably.
"What are you looking at?" taunted a voice behind him. Jason whipped around to see Faith Rosco behind him.
"Faith? What the Hell are you doing here?" Jason asked.
"I'm here to pay a visit to Sonny," she replied.
"Sonny doesn't need any trouble right now."
"No, I think what I have to say might appeal to him."
"I'll deliver your message to Sonny. You stay away from him," Jason replied, crossing his arms.
"Fine. Tell him that his car accident wasn't just any accident. Somebody tampered with his brake line," Faith replied with a smirk.
"How the Hell would you know that?" Jason asked.
"I sent one of my men to spy on Alcazar. I have pictures of Alcazar paying a guy off, in his hospital room, and I have pictures of the guy cutting the line," Faith replied. She handed Jason the envelope. He flipped through the pictures and sure enough, what Faith said was true.
"Jesus," Jason breathed. "Alright, I'll let you in to see him, but I'll be watching you." Faith nodded in agreement and watched as Faith walked into Sonny's hospital room.
Sonny stared at Faith as she walked in.
"What the Hell do you want?" he asked.
"No, I think the question is 'what do you want?'" Faith replied with a smirk. "I think you will want to know this." She tossed him the envelope full of pictures and he started to flip through them.
"Damn it," Sonny said, shaking his head.
"And just think, your little wifey is sleeping with the man who paralyzed you."
**
Sam walked into Lorenzo's room and she slammed the door behind her.
"Carly?" he asked.
"No. It's me," she replied.
"Sam?"
"Yeah," she replied.
"You sound upset."
"Damn right I'm upset. Sonny just basically told me he's still in love with Carly," she replied. "I'm done with him."
"What do you expect me to do about it?" he asked.
"I expect you to kill him."
"I thought you were in love with him."
"Yeah, well if I can't have him, I don't want anybody to have him."
"You realize you're borderline crazy?" Lorenzo asked.
"You think? Sonny Corinthos has the ability to drive women insane. I'm amazed one of them hasn't killed him yet. There's a first time for everything."
"You want me to hire somebody to take him out."
"Oh come on, I'm pretty sure you were involved with that accident today. This time, finish the job."