AMC Transcript Monday 9/24/01


All My Children Transcript Monday 9/24/01

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Proofread by Jennifer

Woman: He's so cute.

Hayley: Oh, there's the binky, yeah.

Woman: So cute.

Hayley: Ryan, meet our son.

Singer: Oh, baby, I wanna hold you.

Jake: I didn't handle that too well. So why don't we just go home?

Greenlee: I'm fine, Jake.

Jake: You're not fine. I pushed you away tonight, and it's really bad timing after whatever went down with you and Leo.

Greenlee: Don't talk to me about him, ok? I don't want to talk about him, I don't want to think about him, I don't want to say his stupid name.

Jake: Ok. Ok, I get it. Why don't we take a drive out to the beach instead? We'll just chill out and look at the water and --

[Phone rings]

Greenlee: Hello?

Erica: Greenlee. I need you back at the office as soon as you can.

Greenlee: What? Erica, no. Not now.

Erica: Excuse me -- did I hear, "no, Erica"? Do we have a bad connection here?

Greenlee: You couldn't possibly need me tonight. All my gofer duties ended hours ago, I'm sure of it.

Erica: 15 minutes.

Leo's voice: I don't need or want anything that you have. As a matter of fact, I'm a lot happier now than I ever was with you.

Greenlee's voice: Liar.

Leo's voice: Oh, you think so?

Greenlee's voice: Only one way to find out. Why don't we make a little bet?

Leo's voice: On what?

Greenlee's voice: I bet that I can get you back in my bed before your three-month anniversary with your child bride.

Erica: Oh, Greenlee Smythe. You aren't going to know what hit you.

Laura: Oh. It's you.

Leo: Who else uses a key to get into this place?

Laura: I was just going to sleep.

Leo: Ok.

Laura: Yeah, I'm -- I'm really exhausted, so, good night.

Leo: Laura, wait. Uh, I have to tell you something.

Laura: Are you leaving me?

Leo: What?

Laura: Are you leaving me for Greenlee?

Leo: What are you -- damn it, Laura. Are you ever going to trust me? I was with Greenlee tonight, yes, but I was telling her to leave us alone for good and that it was over.

Laura: Yeah, you'd think she'd know it's over. We've been married.

Leo: I just wanted to make sure that she knew. I want this to stop for all three of us.

Laura: I don't know what you're trying to say.

Leo: Well, what am I not making clear? I'm here with you. I'm not leaving you for Greenlee or anyone else. We're going to make this marriage right for you and for me, and that's it. I don't want Greenlee, Laura. I want you, I'm here with you. For good, ok? Laura? What is it? What's wrong?

Leo: Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I was going. I guess that was a mistake, but I completely ended it with Greenlee. Not that there was anything to end, exactly, but I just wanted her to know that I was never going to go back to her ever. And I guess I did something that was sort of out there. I drove her over to the place where we made love in the car last night. I know that sounds insane, but -- actually, it sounds completely insane, but I just needed to prove a point to her. You know?

Laura: The point that -- that you don't love her anymore?

Leo: And that I love you. Look, I know that no matter what I say, I've been letting myself get pulled in two different directions lately, but that's over. I don't want that chaos in my life, Laura. I want you, and I want to build a normal life. But I just have to get all this garbage from my past out of the way. I'm yours. And I don't want you ever to feel scared like you just did when I had to talk to you about something, and that you could even think that it would be about me leaving you. I'm here. Laura, I'm yours.

David's voice: You'll die if you don't take your pills, Laura. You'll reject your new heart and die.

Laura: Oh, my God.

Greenlee: I'm here.

Erica: Who could miss you?

Greenlee: No one, apparently. Look, Erica, I'm having one of the world's worst nights. Whatever it is you dragged me here to do, I'd like to get it done, go home, and sleep for four days, ok?

Erica: Do you think Enchantment Enterprises is a joke?

Greenlee: A joke? No. Of course I don't.

Erica: Do you have any idea, do you have any concept whatsoever of just exactly what it is that pays your salary?

Greenlee: Yeah, sure. I --

Erica: Do you have any idea what happens to a business when it no longer has a positive profit margin?

Greenlee: I just saw the quarterly report. Profits are way up, right?

Erica: And what keeps profits way up, Greenlee? Tell me.

Greenlee: Look, how should I know? You don't let me in on all that stuff here. I'm your slave, remember?

Erica: You give me nothing.

Greenlee: Excuse me? I give you 60-hour work weeks and then some.

Erica: Nothing. You are boring. You are essentially useless for anything other than just fetching the coffee and the lunch.

Greenlee: Oh!

Erica: You are just devoid of any kind of pizzazz that I thought you might have. In fact, Greenlee, you are devoid of passion.

Greenlee: Like hell I am!

Erica: And you're fired, by the way.

Greenlee: Fired?

Erica: Yes, you're fired. I'll arrange two weeks' severance pay. Have your desk cleared out by the time you leave the building tonight, and H.R. will call you next week about an exit interview.

Greenlee: What? What the hell is this? You're -- you're firing me because I'm boring?

Erica: Yes, and devoid of passion, as I said.

Greenlee: I have more passion than a potboiler on the beach, lady.

Erica: You have about as much imagination as a potboiler on the beach, lady.

Greenlee: This isn't happening.

Erica: Yes, oh, yes, this is happening. This is happening. Although, I'll tell you something -- my ad people -- soon to be my ex-ad people -- they might have need of a milquetoast like you.

Greenlee: What? Don't call me that.

Erica: That's what you are, and look at how well you fit in with them. Look at the purple prose they came up with for my spring 2002 ad campaign. I mean, it's enough to give me insulin shock. It is really so predictable and so soft and so boring. I mean, it's just -- a bunch of junior high kids could come up with something better than that. In any case, they're useless and so are you, so you may show yourself out.

Greenlee: I need this job. I need it so bad, Erica. Ms. Kane, you have no idea how awful my life is right now. I mean, seriously awful.

Erica: Oh, I do, trust me.

Greenlee: Then don't do this. I'll do and be whoever and whatever you want. I have lost everything. This is all I have left, and it's a lot. I mean, it's everything. I can't lose this job, too.

Erica: And what would I get in return, Greenlee, for keeping you?

Greenlee: I will work my tail off.

Erica: I want ideas, Greenlee. Do you understand me? Ideas. I want fire. I want fire, Greenlee! I don't want some -- somebody who just hangs out here. I want a proactive employee, not just somebody who waits for her check to clear.

Greenlee: I'm not in this for the money. You know that.

Erica: I know that. But I also know that you are my target demo. And you are supposed to be, at least, my prototype for the girl who has everything.

Greenlee: I was. I am. I could be.

Erica: Well, then show me!

Greenlee: How? By when?

Erica: With passion, with strength, with immediacy. You have five minutes.

Greenlee: Five minutes?

Erica: Yes, five minutes to show me or you're out of a job.

Ryan: He's so small.

Hayley: Oh, don't let his size fool you. He's got the lungs of an umpire.

Mateo: Oh, he's amazing. You wouldn't believe him. Pretty strong grip, too, huh?

Hayley: Mm-hmm.

Ryan: He's great.

Hayley: Yeah?

Ryan: Yeah.

Jake: Hey.

Hayley: Hi.

Jake: Hey, look at this guy. My, my.

Hayley: Yes.

Jake: Congratulations, kid. You've got yourself some terrific parents here.

Mateo: That's right.

Jake: Can I hold him?

Hayley: Oh, sure. Of course.

Jake: Wow. Look at this. Yeah.

Hayley: What do you think?

Jake: Well, I think you've got some kid here. Look at this guy. Look at that face.

Gillian: No. Not yet. If you reach out to him now, he'll run. He's so alone. He's so desperately alone.

Ryan: People keep -- people keep telling me that I have to take what happened to Gillian and live my life -- I don't know -- fuller or something. Like I have to take Gillian's death as a way to give my life more meaning or something.

Mia: It's not working, huh?

Ryan: Nothing seems to interest me for more than a couple of minutes. Nothing seems worthwhile anymore. Then -- and I saw that baby in there, Hayley and Mateo's son, and all of a sudden I think, well, that's why we go on, right?

Mia: Yeah, I saw how everyone gathered around. You know, how the whole room got quiet. It was cool.

Ryan: Those two are going to take care of that kid forever. I mean, he's 2 weeks old and they already know there's nothing in the world that they would not do for him, there's no sacrifice that they wouldn't make. That's it, they're set.

Ryan: You know what? I'm not going to get into this.

Mia: You know, you can look at it as a good thing, though, right? I mean, it's not a sad thing. I mean, why be sad about something that has a pretty good chance for working out for the best for all of them?

Ryan: Because it reminds me of what I had. And it reminds me of what I'm never going to have again. It makes me feel how much I've lost, Mia.

Hayley: Hey, did either of you guys see Ryan leave?

Jake: No, no.

Hayley: I'm a little worried about him.

Mateo: Well, if he needs something from us, I'm sure he'll ask. He always does.

[Pager beeps]

Jake: Well, I knew this wasn't going to last. You guys, congratulations, really.

Hayley: Thank you.

Jake: He is just precious --

Mateo: Yeah.

Jake: Whatever his name is.

Hayley: Yeah.

Mateo: See you, Jake.

Hayley: Uh-oh. Uh-oh.

Mateo: What?

Hayley: I think your son needs a dypee change. Want to take this one in your office?

Mateo: Ok. Um, actually, I've got to take care of something. I'll get the next one.

Hayley: Oh. Oh, ok. All right. Well, I'll hold you to it.

Mateo: Ok.

Hayley: Try to take it easy on Chris. I'm sure he had a good reason for not coming in today.

Mateo: Yeah, we'll see.

Mateo: Back so soon?

Chris: Sorry about that. There was something personal I had to take care of.

Mateo: You know, Chris, I'm not in the habit of having my employees blow off work and not even call, and I don't care if they're here for a cover. You know what I'm saying?

Chris: You're right, you're right. I should've said something, but I didn't mean to leave you hanging. Has it been crazy?

Mateo: No.

Chris: Whew.

Mateo: I got a few weird phone calls.

Chris: What kind of phone calls?

Mateo: Mechanical voice --

Chris: Yeah.

Mateo: Congratulating me on the success of my club.

Chris: Well, a lot of weird people out there. I wouldn't worry about that.

Mateo: What? You know, it sounds just like the type of thing that you might want to be, you know, looking into, being a Federal --

Chris: Ahem.

Mateo: You know what I'm saying?

Chris: Yeah, well, I tell you what, Mateo -- why don't you let me do my job the way I know how and you do yours, all right?

Mateo: What's with the attitude?

Chris: Pal, there's no attitude. I'm -- look, you going to be all right here the rest of the night? I got unfinished business.

Mateo: Oh, no, yeah, go, go! Take the rest of the night off. Yeah. Oh, by the way, Erica Kane called while you were on your little personal business.

Chris: Ah, the old ball and chain. I'm just kidding.

Mateo: Yeah.

Chris: Just kidding.

Mateo: Yeah, right. Anyway, she seemed kind of, I don't know, upset that you weren't here. Maybe you told her you were supposed to be here? You know, that kind of upset.

Chris: Yeah, yeah. Well, you know what? I'd better find out what that was all about, so see you later.

Mateo: Yeah. See you later.

Greenlee: These reek. They're quite awful.

Erica: I told you that.

Greenlee: Old-fashioned is a polite way of referring to what these ad ideas are. Who are these people? Retro weirdoes who sit at home and wait for the men to come home and tell them what to do? Blah.

Erica: You're not telling me anything I don't already know, Greenlee.

Greenlee: Are you still timing me?

Erica: Yes! Three minutes.

Greenlee: Jeez, Erica. Look, I'm trying to come up with something.

Erica: How would you sell Enchantment Cosmetics to the woman who has everything?

Greenlee: Well, that's just it -- I wouldn't.

Erica: Pardon me?

Greenlee: I mean, no one has everything. You can have money and no one to love. You could have someone to love and have no money. I mean, please, the world is crawling with broken hearts. Look around. Do you have someone? Do I? It's not easy out there in the world. It's a war. It's hard work to find an available man to love.

Erica: Oh, lovely. That's a lovely image to project to my target demo.

Greenlee: But having said all that, there's no such thing as an unavailable man -- bottom line.

Erica: I like that.

Greenlee: I don't care how horrible he can be, how -- how handsome he is, how incredibly beautiful he looks when his hair is all mussed up after -- look, anyone can be made available. Anyone can be enchanted.

Erica: "Enchanted." I like that, too. Any man in particular?

Greenlee: All men. Good men, bad men, everyman. Don't you see? If you find the right -- the right formula, the right combo platter to serve them, to pull them in, and then we latch onto them to keep them from running off. It's basic, Erica. You want to know how to secure the unavailable man? Drive him crazier than he has ever driven you. Damn it, enchant the SOB!

Leo: Laura, I love you, and I'm here with you. Let me make love to you and show you how much.

Laura: No, not -- not now.

Leo: What is it? What's wrong with you?

Laura: I can't. I want to. I really want to, but there's something I have to do. I -- I have to do it.

Leo: What do you have to do?

Laura: Just give me a minute, ok? No, come on. Just -- just wait for me in the bedroom, ok? I'll just be a minute.

Leo: Are you sure you're ok?

Laura: Yeah. Just go.

Laura: Oh, where the hell --

David's voice: You have to take every pill prescribed, Laura, exactly as you're told, exactly on time, or else you could die.

Leo: Laura? What are you doing outside? You left the door wide open. Where are you?

Greenlee: Well, what do you think? Not bad for your five-minute deadline, huh? And I did it for free. How much did those ad-exec clowns charge you for that trash-olla? Please tell me you like it enough for me to keep my job.

Erica: I want it written up. I want a formal pitch proposal as if it did come from the ad agency.

Greenlee: Yes! You did like it.

Erica: I'm saying that I'm interested, and that's all I'm saying.

Greenlee: Knowing you the way I do, that's a rave and I'm going to take it as such, if you don't mind.

Erica: Just watch that your swollen head still allows you to fit through the door.

Greenlee: I'm sorry. This is just like the first time that I've been happy all day. Or the second time. Maybe this one will last. I'm sorry, I was just thinking of something else for a minute.

Erica: Grow up, Greenlee. I'm giving you a real shot here. I'm giving you a real opportunity, and it's up to you whether you're going to seize this opportunity or whether  you're going to waste it.

Greenlee: Ok.

Erica: Look, all I care about here is the good of my company, the growth of my company. All I want is a good advertising campaign. So you have that pitch on my desk by the beginning of business tomorrow.

Greenlee: What? Tomorrow morning?

Erica: Yes, tomorrow morning. You may go now. Well, what is it?

Greenlee: Just clue me in. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Erica: It's potentially good.

Greenlee: I'm not fired?

Erica: Not yet, no. Go.

Greenlee: Ok. Thanks, I think.

Erica: Don't thank me yet. 9:00 tomorrow morning.

Greenlee: It'll be done. You won't be sorry.

Erica: Memo to me -- call Brooke English first thing in the morning and tell her that I want my spring ad campaign writer for 2002, Greenlee Smythe, to work with Leo du Pres because he inspires her. I want them specifically to work together on the "Tempo" spread.

Erica: What might this do to Bianca, though?

Leo: Laura. What the hell is going on?

Laura: Well, I -- I just needed some air, and then I remembered I have to take a pill. So, all set.

Leo: What are you doing outside?

Laura: I just needed to get some air.

Leo: Why didn't you tell me that inside?

Laura: Ok, you caught me. I found this -- this stray cat that I've been feeding, and I -- I didn't want you to be mad.

Leo: Mad about a cat?

Laura: Yeah. I don't know. I just thought if you saw me so domestic, it might scare you off. I'm always afraid I push too much with us.

Leo: I hate that I make you feel that way, Laura. So where is he? Where's the little bugger? What's his name?

Laura: Keith.

Leo: Keith the cat?

Laura: You don't like it?

Leo: No, I love it. And I love you. And I'm sorry about everything that I said before about you wasting your heart and taking chances and -- you don't do that. You're just walking on eggshells because you're so afraid that I'm going to leave you. I'm so sorry, Laura.

Laura: Don't be sorry. Just be with me.

Laura: I want to make love to you all night.

Ryan: Gillian was pregnant. Not for long, though. She miscarried early. Almost -- almost lost her that time. I was so scared, but after the people told me that she was going to be all right, I thought to myself, "what in the world would I have done if had I lost her?" And then a few months later I did.

Mia: You didn't lose her. She was taken away from you, and it wasn't fair. I mean, none of it is.

Ryan: I used to think about what kind of father I would be, even after she lost the baby.

Mia: You'd probably be great.

Ryan: But you know what? It's too late. Nothing in this place matters to me anymore. My future doesn't matter. Nothing about my future matters, so what's the difference?

Mia: Ryan --

Gillian: He shouldn't be alone now. You should go with him. Mia, go!

Hayley: Half an hour -- you promise, yeah?

Mateo: Ok. And you'll be careful?

Hayley: I'll be careful.

Mateo: You know what I'm talking about.

Hayley: Mateo, Arlene is not lying in wait to attack us at the condo. You yourself said my dad knows exactly where she is in Europe.

Mateo: Ok, ok, ok.

Hayley: My little muffin.

Mateo: And tomorrow is going to be so exciting!

Hayley: Yeah? You think so?

Mateo: Yeah, I can't wait.

Hayley: All right, if you say so.

Mateo: What? Billions of babies have been named by less interesting parents than us.

Hayley: I knew I loved you for a reason. Thank you.

Mateo: Got it?

Hayley: Yes.

Mateo: I'll help you out with these.

Hayley: Thanks.

Woman: Mateo?

Mateo: Yeah?

Woman: They need you in the back.

Mateo: Right now?

Woman: Yeah.

Hayley: Ok, go.

Mateo: Thanks. Ok.

Hayley: Bye. Ah. Hi. I was wondering what happened to you.

Ryan: Yeah, I just needed a little air, that's all.

Hayley: Ryan, I'm really worried about you.

Ryan: I'm ok. Just a little confused.

Hayley: Well, you're allowed to be.

Ryan: So you're taking him home, huh?

Hayley: Yeah, well, I have the sneaking suspicion that I'm turning my child into a barfly, and that's not a good thing, considering my gene pool, so --

Ryan: He's going to be just fine, I can tell.

Hayley: Yeah? You think? I got to get him home. We're christening him tomorrow. You want to come?

Ryan: No, I'm not very good company right now, Hayley. Thank you, though.

Hayley: You're good company to me.

Ryan: Isn't that a family thing?

Hayley: I think of you as family.

Ryan: Ok.

Hayley: Yeah? Terrific! Oh, terrific. We're going to name the kid and everything. I'll see you tomorrow, then, yeah?

Ryan: Ok, great. Let me help you out.

Hayley: Thanks.

Greenlee: Hey!

Jake: Whoa, hey, hey -- whoa! Wait, wait a second. What's going on?

Greenlee: Remember the other night when you told me that your job was your priority and I said I wanted that for myself someday?

Jake: Yes, yes. So?

Greenlee: Someday is here. Ha!

Jake: What?

Greenlee: How cool is this?

Jake: Wait a minute. Is it going to take your mind off Leo?

Greenlee: Leo who? Who would've thought that Erica Kane would be my savior?

[Knock on door]

Chris: Am I in trouble, boss lady?

Erica: Well, you're lying to me. I mean, not that I should be surprised by a man who makes a living by lying.

Chris: Mateo told me you were checking up on me.

Erica: I was not. I had a question for you.

Chris: About when I might be taking you to that dinner I promised you?

Erica: About whether or not Greenlee Smythe is actually a part of that -- that drug ring that you are investigating here in this office.

Chris: No, she's not, but I'm pretty sure that her father is using her in it somehow. Anyway, she's clueless.

Erica: Ah, good. Then I trusted my instinct and I was right.

Chris: What did you do?

Erica: Well, I actually gave Greenlee a rather important assignment here at Enchantment, and I just hope it was worth the risk.

Chris: Hmm. This -- this place is your life, isn't it? I mean, it seems like it matters more than anything else in the world.

Erica: No, it doesn't. I mean, nothing matters more to me than my daughter. But I -- I built this company from nothing, and no one believed that I could do it.

Chris: Hmm.

Erica: So, yes, yes, there is some honor here and there's a sense of personal pride. I'm really glad that my mother got to see me succeed this way. So, yes, I do love it. I love it for everything that it is and everything that it's going to be. It's just that every day there certainly does seem to be another moral dilemma to sort through.

Chris: Outside of this drug thing?

Erica: Yes, actually, I was talking about something that I'm working on for myself and something that could be very good for this company and very good for me. But I don't know how good it would be for my daughter and, frankly, I don't know what to do, Mr. Stamp.

[Phone rings]

Woman: Doctor's service.

Laura: Hi. It's Laura du Pres. Is Dr. Hayward there? It's important.

Woman: He's unavailable, but I can connect you to the doctor on call.

Laura: Whoa, whoa -- no, no, no.

Jake: This is Dr. Martin.

Laura: Jake?

Jake: Laura?

Mia: It's kind of funny, huh?

Ryan: What?

Mia: Oh, life. You know, just a little while ago you were saying how nothing matters to you and you have nothing to look forward to. And then your friend Hayley says you're like family to her. Kind of makes you feel ok. Huh, buddy?

Ryan: Didn't I ask you not to call me that?

Mia: Yeah. What's the big deal?

Ryan: You really want to know?

Mia: Yeah, I do.

Ryan: My father would call me that every time he hit me.

Gillian: His father.

Chris: Are you asking me for my advice?

Erica: No, I wouldn't go that far. I am just interested in your opinion for some reason.

Chris: Ok. Well, it's pretty black-and-white to me. In my opinion, nothing ever gets put ahead of your children. Nothing.

Erica: Well, that's very definitive.

Chris: Yes, it is.

Erica: Do you have children of your own, Mr. Stamp?

Chris: I'll see you in the A.M., boss lady. Good night.

Laura: Jake, why are you taking David's calls?

Jake: Well, actually, I'm working with him now. Is something wrong?

Laura: Um, yeah. I -- I just need some more anti-rejection pills for my heart, and my prescription isn't up yet.

Jake: Laura, it is very important that you stay on the protocol that David has laid out for you.

Laura: I know, I know, and I'm ok for tonight.

Jake: Then why do you need more?

Laura: I lost them.

Jake: You lost your pills?

Laura: Can you just make me another prescription for the morning?

Jake: Yeah, sure, sure. Ok, all right. Why don't you want me to tell Leo? Ok, all right. All right, listen, I'm going to be in the ER tomorrow on call, so I'll see you then, ok? All right, all right, good night.

Leo: Were you on the phone?

Laura: Yeah, yeah. It was no one. Just go back to sleep.