Searching for Mitch's "Killer"

May 14, 2003

Bo: Antonio found this guy Johnson laying right over there. He was unconscious. And right up those windy little stairs there, that's where Lawrence apparently took his dive.

Nora: How does a blind man get up there by himself and his henchman is out cold?

Bo: Maybe his henchman knocked himself out. Or there were other people here. You know, there was a button that Antonio found, too, over by Johnson. It matched nothing that Johnson was wearing.

Nora: That could have been there for a while.

Bo: It's possible, but the two teenagers that saw Mitch fall -- they also said that they saw two other cars parked out there in the lot.

Nora: Yeah, other cars. I don't know. This whole tape confession thing bothers the hell out of me.

Bo: What, you don't think that Mitch was full of remorse?

Nora: I don't know. Call me a cynic. Try this one on for size.

Bo: Ok.

Nora: Our friend staged his own death yet again.

Bo: I'm considering that. But those two kids say they saw Mitch fall.

Nora: Ah, that's a long way down. I don't know. I mean, does Mitch Lawrence seem suicidal to you?

Bo: I think that Mitch was homicidal, but I don't think suicidal. But then again, I'm not a shrink, so --

Nora: Ok, well, let's say he is dead. That only leaves us two options, you know -- either he fell accidentally or he was murdered.

*~*

Bo: Do I think that Mitch Lawrence could have been murdered? Are you kidding me? I think that half the people in this town would have stood in a very long line just to take him out, including me.

Nora: Yeah, you would have been behind me.

Bo: There you go. See? I think the the only person that didn't want him dead was him.

Nora: You never know. I mean, he -- he waited 20 years, he comes back to Llanview, he takes everything away from Viki, and then he goes blind. And despair sets in --

Bo: You've been talking to Hank.

Nora: Well, it is a theory. I mean, he got everything he wanted, and then he couldn't even enjoy it. His wife hates him. His daughter can't stand him.

Bo: Ok, but did he know that? Because Jessica had been living with him.

Nora: Out of pity. She didn't love him. I mean, he had to know that deep down.

Bo: Yeah, yeah, but kill himself? No. My gut feeling is no. No.

Nora: Well, you never know what people would do when it comes to their children. I mean, things you'd never -- things you'd never imagine, like, you know --

Bo: Sam?

Nora: Yeah. I mean, think of what it took to make him keep it a secret all those years that Matthew was really yours.

Hank: Hey, Bo, Nora.

Nora: Hey.

Hank: Hey. Look, we just got word back on the cars that those teenagers saw here the other night.

Bo: What'd they say?

Hank: Well, we know one of the cars belonged to Lawrence's man Johnson.

Nora: What about the other two?

Hank: Well, we can't be sure, not without the plates, but the make and the models pretty much match the cars of two women connected to Lawrence.

Bo: Who?

Hank: Blair and Dorian.

Bo: Well, I guess we'd better have a talk with them.

Hank: Hmm.

Nora: Didn't the description of the woman who checked Lindsay out of St. Ann's that night match Dorian's?

Bo: Yeah, according to one of the sisters.

Nora: I think I might just stop by there and have a little chat with Lindsay.

*~*

Blair: Bo! Is there anything I can do for you?

Dorian: Uh -- someone's here. I've got to go. And remember everything I've told you.

Bo: I just have a few more questions about the night that Mitch Lawrence disappeared. Hello, Dorian.

Blair: Why me, Bo?

Bo: Well, some witnesses saw some cars at the scene --

Blair: Really?

Bo: And one of the cars looked exactly like yours.

Blair: It did, did it?

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Blair: You know, that is the biggest complaint that I have about my car. It looks like half the cars out on the road these days.

Bo: Well, is there any reason that your car would be at that theater on that night? That's the same place that Mitch took you after he kidnapped you.

Blair: I don't have any idea of what you're even talking about, Bo.

Bo: Come on, Blair, I think you do, and I think that you better just come clean right now and you'll save everybody a lot of time. Unless you think that you need an attorney.

Dorian: Maybe she does since you're obviously making an accusation.

Bo: No, I'm just trying to get some answers, Dorian.

Dorian: I already gave you your answers the other night when you came here to tell me that my dear husband -- and I told you that Blair and I had been to the park, where we were at a quaint little concert in the gazebo. They have a special one each week.

Bo: Come on, Dorian. You know what? The idea of you two sitting in the park listening to the Llanview symphony --

Blair: Actually, Bo, it was Sousa Marches. You didn't get this flier in the mail? Next week, they're doing the "1812 overture."

Bo: Well, boom.

Dorian: You should drop by and broaden your horizons --

Blair: Yes.

Dorian: Musically speaking. Life does not begin and end with rock 'n' roll.

Bo: What kind of car are you driving these days, Dorian?

Dorian: Bo, I think you already know.

Bo: Is it the same car that you drove out to St. Ann's when you took Lindsay out of there?

Dorian: I haven't the vaguest idea what you're talking about.

Bo: A doctor that looked an awful lot like you took Lindsay Rappaport out of there.

Dorian: They really must have me confused with someone else. Yes, I was there earlier in the evening, but I was making arrangements for my sister Addie to get a pass to come here for mother's day.

Bo: Well, I guess we'll just have to hear what Lindsay has to say about that. See, Nora is questioning her right now. I think I can find my way out.

Blair: Goodbye. Lindsay could be blowing this right now, Dorian.

Dorian: As I told Jessica, Lindsay's the least of our worries.

*~*

Nora: So are you saying you don't remember?

Addie: You're having lots of people come over to talk to you today, aren't you, Lindsay?

Nora: Why, Addie? Who else was here?

Addie: Dorie. Dorie and Lindsay had a real nice long talk.

Lindsay: Well, Dorian and Blair brought Addie back from her stay-over, and Dorian and I are old friends, so we said hello.

Nora: Did you talk about the other night?

Lindsay: What night?

Nora: The night that you left here? Sister Monica said you left with someone who fits Dorian's description.

Lindsay: Oh, I don't know anything about that.

Addie: I do. Dorie was here to get my pass.

Lindsay: Addie, I can't think when you're talking!

Addie: Oh.

Nora: Did you leave here with Dorian?

Lindsay: I can't leave here.

Nora: Not without an escort. Did Dorian take you out?

Lindsay: I don't remember.

Nora: You don't remember? You don't remember going to an old abandoned theater? Where Mitch was killed?

Lindsay: Mitch is dead?

Nora: You didn't know that?

Lindsay: What happened?

Nora: He fell off a catwalk into the river.

Lindsay: How?

Nora: We don't know. It could have been an accident or suicide or even murder.

*~*

Viki: Bo.

Bo: Hi, Viki. You got a minute?

Viki: Yeah. Come on, please.

Bo: Thanks. Hi.

Viki: Did you find out any more about Mitch Lawrence?

Bo: This is off the record, but we think that we can place Dorian and Blair's cars at the scene.

Viki: Really?

Bo: Mm-hmm.

Viki: And what did they have to say about that?

Bo: They are one another's alibi.

Natalie: Do you think they killed him?

Bo: We're not sure that anyone did. We don't know if it was an accident or if he's even really dead. See, we're going to have to find that out first.

Viki: Well, how are you going to do that without a body?

Bo: It can be done.

Viki: Yeah, but that could take weeks, months. Jessie needs some sort of closure, and frankly, my lawsuit to have father's will overturned -- I mean, it's just going to set that back even more.

Bo: I'm going to try to move things along right now. Now, we have witnesses that saw him go into the water. We dragged the river. We've searched the banks of the river for miles. Nothing. So I talked to the medical examiner to see if I could get him to declare Lawrence dead.

Viki: What'd he say?

Bo: He said he'd already had that exact request -- from Dorian.

*~*

Lindsay: I didn't do it! I didn't kill Mitch!

Nora: Ok, look, look, let's calm down.

Lindsay: I didn't even know he was dead until you told me just now!

Nora: I'm not accusing you of anything.

Lindsay: Well, then why are you asking me all these questions?

Nora: I'm just trying to put pieces together, that's all.

Lindsay: Well, I can't help you! I wasn't there! I don't know! I don't know!

Addie: Hi.

Troy: Hello.

Addie: I know who you are. You're Blair's friend. She's my daughter.

Troy: Oh. Well, it's nice to meet you.

Addie: And you're a doctor.

Troy: That's right, I am.

Addie: I need your help.

Troy: Why? Is something wrong or --

Addie: Not with me. With someone else.

Troy: Oh. Well, I'm sorry. You're going to have to tell someone on staff here, because I'm not allowed to treat anyone that's not my patient.

Addie: Please, she needs someone right now.

Lindsay: I didn't kill him! I didn't kill him! I didn't kill Mitch!

[Lindsay sobs hysterically]

Troy: Who's she talking about? Sam?

Nora: No. Mitch Lawrence.

*~*

Lindsay: You believe me, don't you? You know I didn't kill Mitch. Don't you know that, Troy?

Troy: Ok, ok. What happened?

Nora: I was just asking her some questions.

Lindsay: Don't listen to her! You know how much she hates me!

Nora: She's been gone for a while. She didn't get her medication.

Lindsay: She just wants to put me back in prison! She just wants me to go there and die!

Troy: No, no, Lindsay, listen to me, ok? Now, Nora's not trying to do anything to you.

Lindsay: She just wants to punish me for everything I did.

Troy: No. Shh. Just relax, ok? Excuse me for one second. Look, maybe it is better if you go.

Nora: I don't think you're the perfect person to be here, either.

Troy: Well, that's true. Do you really think that she could have killed Mitch?

Nora: I don't know. But she's got some questions to answer. If not from me, from Bo.

Troy: All right. Well, I'm going to contact the resident psychiatrist and get her something to calm her down.

Nora: Ok.

Troy: All right.

Lindsay: Don't let her do it. Don't let her put me back in prison. Please, she's going to call Tillie and tell her to kill me.

Troy: No. Lindsay, Nora's not going to hurt you, ok? She's just trying to find out what happened to Mitch, that's all. She's not going to hurt you.

Lindsay: Are you sure?

Troy: I'm positive, ok? Now, no one's blaming you for anything. The police are just trying to figure out what happened to Mitch Lawrence. Lindsay, no one knows.

Lindsay: I do.

*~*

Bo: Well, Dorian and Blair are lying, you know? That's definite. But what about Lindsay, huh? You think she's been faking it?

Nora: Well, maybe at first, but she didn't know Mitch was dead until I told her.

Bo: Hmm. Yeah, I'm sorry you had to go through all that, again, with, you know, Lindsay, Troy --

Nora: Oh. I'm not. Really. I'm not. It was good for me.

Bo: You know, you don't have to keep your game face on with me.

Nora: No, I'm really -- I'm really not. I mean, it was weird. Well, there I am doing my job, and Troy's there doing his job, and Lindsay's there being just her crazy old self, and -- and I just walked away and didn't feel hurt or angry or -- nothing.

Bo: So -- what? So you're just over Troy? It's -- just like that?

Nora: Well, not just like that, but I'm getting there. Hmm.

Bo: So what about -- what about Lindsay?

Nora: Lindsay. You know, there was a time where I was just as obsessed with hating her as she was with me, and now I don't feel anything for her except pity.

*~*

Hank: Hey.

Bo: Oh, I hope it's good news, Hank.

Hank: Well, that's what you wanted.

Nora: What is it?

Bo: Well, as of this moment Mitch Lawrence is officially dead.