General Hospital's Best of the Week, September 22-26, 2025: Kisses, violins, and one very bad letter

As has been the case for quite some time, this week's General Hospital was a fun, exciting, and thrilling experience. Cody and Molly finally kissed after Danny patiently explained to Molly that men are, in fact, not complex emotional riddles but simple creatures who require direct instructions, preferably written in large print. Armed with this revelation, Molly went to find Cody, and the kissing commenced. They’re genuinely sweet together, which of course means the universe is already warming up something dreadful. Still, could we maybe let them enjoy ten uninterrupted minutes before the next disaster drops?

Meanwhile, Gio got his violin back, and as I predicted elsewhere, Sonny had a major hand in it like a mobbed-up fairy godfather. Watching Gio find his way back to music was genuinely moving, especially after the gut punch of him smashing his original violin. He's been through a lot, and it was a great sigh of relief to see him wield the violin once more. Healing doesn’t arrive loudly on this show; sometimes it just hands you an instrument and waits.

And then there was Willow’s trial, which continued twisting itself into knots while Drew somehow became even more Drew-like, which frankly feels excessive at this point. He’s been so relentlessly awful to Alexis that even Willow started noticing it, which says everything. Still, credit where it’s due: Willow managed to talk him into letting Scout spend Christmas with the Davis girls. It didn’t fix anything, but on this show, that counts as progress.

Spotlight scenes

Gio’s Boxing Day quietly turned into one of those moments that sneaks up on you and refuses to let go. Gio had smashed his beloved violin at the Nurses’ Ball when he learned that Brook Lynn and Dante were his biological parents, upending his whole worldview. But Ned and Sonny collaborated to get him a new one, but didn’t want to give it to him until they knew he was ready to return to music. And then Leo happened.

The young boy found the violin in a case and revealed a surprise. Overcome with emotion, Gio took it and slipped off to the foyer, letting the feelings overwhelm him. Then, Brook Lynn followed and stayed there with him, not fixing anything, just giving him enough steadiness to get through the moment. That pause told you more than any speech ever could about what that violin really meant.

When he finally came back and played “O Holy Night,” it wasn’t showy or triumphant; it was raw, careful, and offered up in a house missing Monica, a house trying to remember how to hold joy without pretending the sadness isn’t there. Tracy’s reaction said it all, pride softening into gratitude as she hugged him and told him it was beautiful, because Gio didn’t just pick up a violin, he picked up the room and steadied it for a few minutes. In a week packed with trials, leverage, and emotional brinkmanship, Gio finding his way back to music felt like the rare reminder that healing on GH doesn’t always arrive with answers; sometimes it arrives with a song played through tears.

Wardrobe MVPs

This is Tracy dressed like she woke up, chose violence, and then upgraded it with tailoring. The jacket alone looks like it’s seen a few boardrooms, a couple of funerals, and at least one enemy quietly removed from a will. That teal pattern isn’t festive, it’s strategic. The cut is sharp enough to end a conversation before dessert arrives, and the high collar feels less fashion-forward and more “I dare you to interrupt me.” Hair pulled back tight, earrings doing just enough work to remind you she’s not here to be cosy, and the whole thing reads like she came for lunch expecting resistance. It’s elegant, controlled, faintly intimidating, and exactly what Tracy wears when she plans to smile politely while mentally rearranging your future.

Pop culture shoutouts

Okay, there weren’t any direct pop culture shoutouts this week, but one came close and triggered a reference in my mind. Chase and Dante were arguing because Chase’s testimony made the PCPD look bad. Chase said, “Once you took over as commissioner, Willow didn’t stand a chance, and you know it, because you pushed for her to stand trial so your brother would be protected.” Dante’s response had me laughing out loud: “I did not do that. I would not do that.” It sounded like Dr. Seuss wrote his dialogue. I half-expected him to continue with, “I would not do that for my badge, for my watch, in this town, or near this mess, not for Michael, not for Sonny, not even for Christmas stress.”

Best camera moment

It was one of those subtle Port Charles moments that spoke volumes. Kevin thanked Sonny for being there to help Laura, preventing a disaster if dead Dalton had been found in her trunk. The two shook hands, agreeing they were in it together, with Sonny emphasizing that they would come out on top. Laura watched it happen, her face doing that familiar flicker between relief and worry, the look of someone who knows exactly what was done and why, and also knows it can’t ever be undone. Laura standing there made it clear that whatever moral ground anyone thinks they’re on, the cost has already been paid.

Observations, complaints & unhinged theories

After court, Alexis received a letter. It was typed and said, “Dear Ms. Davis. Thought you might find the following information useful. On the night of Congressman Cain’s shooting, Michael Corinthos was at Drew’s house - and Tracy Quartermaine saw him there. Merry Christmas.” It occurs to me that the one person who’s had quite a bit of access to the Quartermaine mansion but has gone unnoticed was Martin, and he could have been the one skulking around while Tracy and Michael were talking. It had to be him who wrote it because he doesn’t lob bombs, he slips notes under doors, and lets other people pull the pin. If Alexis blows up Drew’s story with it, Martin gets all the leverage and none of the fingerprints, which is very on brand for a man who prefers outcomes over credit. It’s not a confession, or a headline, but it creates just enough instability to make Drew start second-guessing every room he walks into. Whether it helps Willow or not is irrelevant. It creates cracks in Drew’s strategy by putting doubt on the record.

Things I yelled at the TV during General Hospital

I was extremely happy to see Sonny make peace not only with Kevin, but also with Ned, who has traditionally hated our favorite racketeer. I’m thinking that between Drew and Sidwell’s nefarious antics, many Port Charles citizens who used to revile Sonny realized how good they actually have it with him controlling the underworld. Both times, I cheered out loud.

It was also nice to see Dante and Rocco shake hands and begin the journey toward peace as well. Dante’s really gotta get his act together, though. I was yelling at him to just get over himself. He’s stopped yelling at Gio and Rocco and set his sights on Chase. Is there anyone Dante doesn’t have an issue with?

I laughed out loud when Britt and Brad bolted from the restaurant without paying. That was exactly what I thought was going to happen. Britt gave the waiter an involved task so he would be distracted, then she quietly counted down and ran. Brad was a little slow on the uptick, but soon realized he had to run as well, although he stupidly left his credit card on the table! It’s funny because they kept calling it “dine and dash,” and I’ve always known it as “chew and screw,” which is essentially the same thing. I wonder if the latter phrase is more regional to New England?

EPILOGUE

So that was the week in Port Charles, where healing happens via violin, romance requires an instruction manual, and the legal system apparently runs on anonymous stationery and vibes. Cody and Molly kissed again, which means the countdown clock has officially started on whatever nonsense will inevitably test them next, because soaps cannot allow sustained joy without filing a complaint.

Gio played, the house cried, Sonny quietly pulled strings like the town’s most emotionally effective stage manager, and for a brief moment, everyone remembered why music and family still matter more than leverage.

Meanwhile, Drew continued auditioning for Least Self-Aware Man of the Year, Alexis sharpened her pencils, Martin possibly sharpened his envelopes, and Dante yelled at at least three people just to stay limber. Christmas wrapped, Boxing Day boxed back, and Port Charles staggered forward with its heart bruised but beating.

Join me again next week, when someone else will find a letter, lose their temper, or rediscover a piece of themselves they swore they were done with. After all, Faison’s final project is still out there with no user manual, patiently waiting for someone to press the wrong button.

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