AMC Transcript Tuesday 12/11/01

 

All My Children Transcript Tuesday 12/11/01

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Proofread by Kathy

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

Hank: Be a gentleman and leave her alone.

Opal: I don't know how to thank you for defending me like that.

Leo: The queen bee who sits in that chair has absolutely no idea that you've taken over.

Erica's voice: They all think I'm guilty. My baby is safe.

Tad: I need you to help me get my wife back.

Liza: That tough love routine with J.R. Better have been for him and not for me.

Greenlee: Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I have it right here in front of me. Hold the presses, Manny. What I'm looking at here -- it's way too busy and way too obvious. I mean, that might have worked for yesterday's Enchantment but for certainly not for todayís. Yeah, I know exactly what I want. I'll come down and draw it for you after my conference call with L.A. Well, of course I have authority. I am in full command here while Erica is otherwise engaged. Erica. You're out.

Erica: Oh, no, Greenlee, you are out. This is not the first time I have found you here pretending to be me.

Greenlee: That's true, but I was --

Erica: Get up! Now, you tell me -- what in heaven's name have you done to my office?

Greenlee: Don't shoot. It wasn't me, Erica, I swear. It was Bianca.

Bianca: No! No! Frankie! No!

Leo: Hey, hey, hey. It's okay. Relax. Relax. You're at Greenlee's apartment.

Bianca: What?

Leo: Yeah, don't worry, don't worry. She's not here. Okay, I brought you here last night. Remember, you said you didn't want to go home? It's okay. Hey, it's okay. You were just dreaming.

Bianca: Okay. 

Leo: So, you want to tell me about it?

Bianca: Oh, I was -- I -- I can't remember. It's gone.

Leo: Well, that's probably good because I don't think you were windsurfing in Cancun. I did hear you yell out Frankie's name.

Bianca: Maybe I was -- maybe I was dreaming about that night. I don't remember anything. I still don't remember. I remember running out of Frankie's room, and then nothing. It's all gone.

Leo: It's probably just your mind trying to protect you, that's all.

Bianca: Yeah, but from what? There's this huge chunk of my memory that's missing, and it's going to drive me crazy.

Leo: You just have to let it go. Just let it go.

Bianca: I can't, Leo. What happened to Frankie is trapped inside my mind. I have to force it out no matter what.

Mia: Hi.

Ryan: Hey.

Mia: So how come you're not at work?

Ryan: At WRCW are just as glad if I take my dark cloud elsewhere.

Mia: Well, you can park it here anytime.

Ryan: You know, I've been giving some serious thought to just getting rid of that thing for good.

Mia: That sounds promising.

Ryan: But I got things to do, scores to settle.

Mia: Well, why don't you start off easy with the punching bag first?

Ryan: That's a good idea.

Mia: Mm-hmm.

Ryan: All right.

Mia: He's here. What do you want me to do?

Waiter: Anywhere.

Tad: There'll be two of us.

Jesse: At least.

Tad: Don't do that.

Waiter: Sir, what'd you say?

Tad: Nothing. Just looking for someone. Lead on.

Waiter: There you go.

Tad: Listen; could you give me a couple of minutes?

Waiter: Sure.

Tad: Thanks. Knock it off, okay? I do not need this right now. Just my luck. They serve fantastic onion rings, but something tells me that I shouldn't indulge this afternoon, if you know what I'm talking about.

Jesse: Hmm.

Tad: That is not what I was talking about. Just so happens I'm meeting Dixie.

Jesse: Uh-huh.

Tad: Yeah.

Jesse: Hmm.

Tad: Uh-huh. And she invited me to lunch.

Jesse: Oh, and you're thinking that after lunch --

Tad: Not making any predictions. I'm just saying that she can't stay angry with me any more than I can stay angry with her. I'm serious. I could hear it when I talked to her on the phone. I think she's ready to forgive me.

Jesse: Oh, just like that? After what you did?

Tad: Why do you always have to be such a downer? Why can't you just say something, you know, righteous and uplifting and spread a little cheer like all the other angels on television?

Jesse: Why can't you just get real?

Tad: You're telling me to get real?

Jesse: Get real.

Tad: Technically, you're not even here. My point is that after all this time, Dixie and I are finally going to make up. I just know it. Especially when she sees how much is here.

Dixie: Hi. I hope you haven't been waiting long.

Tad: No. Oh, no, no. Come on, sit down.

Dixie: Thank you for meeting me.

Tad: Oh, you have no idea. Just to let you know, I've been staring at the phone for the last week, just praying that it would ring.

Dixie: Oh, Tad, um --

Tad: No, no, no. Listen, I -- look, okay, I totally understand. You don't have to say anything. As a matter of fact, I'd like to make this as easy on you as I possibly can. I've been waking up every morning regretting what I did, and I will do anything -- anything at all as long as you give me one more chance.

Adam: All right, Dixie, I'm here. But this damn well better be important.

Jesse: I think we're going to need another menu.

Leo: Bianca, you hit your head. You're just going to have to wait.

Bianca: You know what scares me the most? That I know more. That I saw exactly what my mother did and -- and that my mind is trying to bury it.

Leo: That's why you just have to let this go. Try not to think about it.

Bianca: I have to know the truth, Leo.

Leo: What about sodium pentothal? The truth serum? I think Jakeís got some downstairs in his apartment. Maybe we can go check.

Bianca: Leo, maybe you should go find Greenlee.

Leo: What? I'm not helping?

Bianca: You can't -- you can't help me now. I mean, you did help me last night. I was a maniac, destroying my mother's office.

Leo: Oh, don't even worry about it. I'm sure maintenance cleaned it up before anybody even got there.

Bianca: I'm really, really glad that you were there. I didn't have anywhere to go.

Leo: Let's go have breakfast.

Bianca: I'm not hungry.

Leo: Well, maybe I am.

Bianca: Well, then you go ahead.

Leo: I'm not going without you. Come on.

Bianca: I'm really -- I'm much better, okay? Seriously. You should -- you should find Greenlee. I'm sure she didn't expect you to be gone this long.

Leo: I'm sure Greenlee's still working. She's single-handedly saving enchantment right now. Don't ask. I don't get it myself. Come on, just humor me. You have to eat something. Let's go.

Bianca: Okay. If you're hungry.

Leo: Thank you. Thank you. You have to be good to yourself, Bianca, okay? It's not going to do you any good to fall apart right now

Bianca: You're right. It's not going to help at all.

Leo: So get the lead out. Throw some water on your face. Put some clothes on.

Bianca: We have to go out for breakfast?

Leo: What? Have you seen Greenlee's kitchen? There's that smile. There's that ravishing smile.

Bianca: Leo, can't we just order something in or something? I don't want to go out in public.

Leo: Yes.

Bianca: You can just imagine what everybody's saying about me.

Leo: Yeah, but you're Bianca, okay? The bravest person I've ever known. You can do this.

Bianca: All right. I'll go.

Leo: Okay.

Bianca: I just don't want to go anywhere where we're going to run into my mother.

Erica: Yes, that's right. I want as many people as you can spare.

Greenlee: You don't have to do that.

Erica: I need a crew up here right away. Thank you. I want you out by the time maintenance arrives.

Greenlee: Well, I can clean this up myself. I was going to, but then I got busy.

Erica: You have done quite enough. And you are so lucky that circumstances prevent me from having you arrested.

Greenlee: Erica, I know that it's hard to believe that Bianca could be responsible for this rampage, but why would I trash your office? If you don't believe me, ask Leo. He was here last night when --

Erica: I got the message from Leo last night that Bianca wasn't coming home but that she was safe. She was in good hands.

Greenlee: Yes. Leo took her home to my place.

Erica: Your place?

Greenlee: Well, she was a total wreck, the poor thing.

Erica: What do you mean? What did she say?

Greenlee: Well, it's not so much what she said, but we know what she's thinking. I mean, that you killed that girl. Did you? Of course you didn't. I'm sure that Biancaís much better this morning. Oh, as you can see, we should probably let her have her space, don't you? I was glad to hear that the judge let you out with an ankle bracelet. Can't see a thing. You're lucky to own those boots. It's just as if they were made to wear with police homing devices.

Erica: What are you doing here? I fired you.

Greenlee: Yes, but, Erica, you need me now more than ever.

Erica: I beg your pardon?

Greenlee: When I heard that you were thinking about shutting down Enchantment, even on a temporary basis, I knew that's not really what you wanted.

Erica: You knew what I really wanted?

Greenlee: The Lacey's account was up for renewal. It would have been a tragedy to lose it.

Erica: We are in no danger of losing the Lacey's account. They love me.

Greenlee: But you know how fickle people can be. And they were ready to cut us loose because of your present difficulties with the law. Yes, I know you would have turned things around, but you weren't here, so I took charge.

Erica: You just don't get it, do you? What planet are you from? You have no right to take charge of anything here. You do not work here.

Greenlee: Well, that may change once you see what I've accomplished.

Erica: What have you done?

Greenlee: Only what you would have done -- faced the problem head-on. It wasn't easy, but I came up with something bold and fearless, and they loved it. They're onboard now with our new campaign. "Positively Arresting."

Erica: And now I may really commit murder.

Opal: Oh. Hello, Hank.

Hank: Opal. You look great.

Opal: Well, I'm here to collect on my rain check. I hope I didn't disappoint you too much having to cancel our dinner date last night.

Hank: Well, I was disappointed, but I know you're dealing with some pretty heavy stuff.

Opal: Yeah. I really couldn't just leave Petey alone. Thanks. He wanted to talk about what happened at the house, and can't say that I blame him. It was his first murder. Well, not that we're expecting a whole lot more, but --

Waiter: Here you are, Opal. Your usual.

Opal: I didn't order that.

Waiter: You always have a Long Island iced tea.

Opal: No, I have an iced tea -- a regular, plain, old iced tea.

Waiter: I'm sorry.

Opal: Please take that away.

Waiter: My mistake.

Opal: It's a mistake, yes.

Hank: So you don't drink?

Opal: Well, I wouldn't say I'm a teetotaler if that's what you mean, you know. But, well, I just wouldn't want you to think that my behavior yesterday -- you know, ruining your nice suit and all -- was because of demon rum.

Hank: I think I have a pretty good idea of what you're like. I'm a great judge of character.

Opal: Yeah, well, from all your years on the road, selling insurance, right?

Hank: Yeah, right. That's right.

Opal: Are you -- are you handing me a line?

Hank: What do you mean?

Opal: Well, I mean, there's nothing wrong with selling insurance. It's an honorable profession and all, but I -- I just think you're something else.

Hank: That's incredible. You must be psychic.

Opal: You mean, I'm right?

Hank: Well, I've been peddling policies for a few years now, but before that I had a little jazz combo. We made some CDs, and I even write some.

Opal: A musician and a poet? I saw that. I see it on you still. You have a musician's aura.

Hank: If you say so.

Opal: Oh, yes, I see it. It's just crystal clear.

Hank: Well, then we'd better have a couple Long Island iced teas and blur it up.

Tad: Oh, who are you kidding? You never have time for J.R.!

Adam: You got mixed up with a lunatic who kidnapped you and --

[All three talk at once]

Dixie: Will you just shut up! Thank you. Now, I apologize for bringing both of you here together at the same time. It was not my idea. It was Dr. McMillan's.

Adam: Well, I --

Tad: Is he part of this conversation?

Dixie: Please let me speak!

Tad: Fine.

Dixie: Appreciate that. Now, J.R.'s therapist would like to see both of you.

Adam: What? You mean, together?

Dixie: No, separately. We have to arrange it now because he only has two appointments open this week. He's a very busy man. He's got 6:30 on Friday and 8:00 on Thursday.

Adam: Then late afternoon is better for me.

Tad: Well, I could go either way because I'm willing to do whatever it takes for J.R.

Dixie: Okay, great. We'll give you 8 a.m. Thursday, and you, 6:00 p.m. Friday.

Adam: Does J.R. still feel that McMillan is a waste of his time?

Dixie: Well, you know, it's actually pretty hard to say. He's not complaining as much as he usually does, but -- I don't know. I'm just grateful that you suggested it.

Adam: What does McMillan think about his drug use? After all, the amount of pot found on him was minuscule.

Dixie: Well, he thinks that the amount doesn't matter, that we still should be concerned.

Tad: About what?

Adam: About J.R.'s drug use. Keep up.

Tad: I know all about J.R.'s drug use.

Dixie: We have some papers we need to sign.

Adam: Fine. Here.

Tad: I'll be happy to see J.R.'s therapist, whoever that might be. But I really would appreciate it if I could have a chance to stop by the house and talk to him one-on-one.

Adam: No, that's not a good idea.

Tad: I'm talking to Dixie.

Dixie: I agree with Adam. I -- I really appreciate the fact that you want to see his therapist. Thank you for that. But as far as I'm concerned, the less contact you have with him, the better.

Liza: Is he still here?

Mia: He's in there.

Liza: Thanks.

Mia: You know, I don't know why I keep doing you favors. You treat me like dirt.

Liza: You know, things have been complicated.

Mia: Yeah, I know. You'll make time for me. So what is this? Like, a test?

Liza: Ahem. I just would like it if you wouldn't ask any questions right now.

Mia: Fine. Go. I know you want Ryan, even though you won't admit it. But you're going to have a fight on your hands.

Liza: You know, if I had wanted Ryan, I would have taken Ryan. Deal with it. Hi.

Ryan: Hey.

Liza: Hi.

Ryan: Wow, this is a surprise. I mean, I see you at work almost run away from me every time I see you.

Liza: Yeah, I don't want to be seen with you.

Ryan: Oh. Well, good. At least I'm not paranoid. Well, I'll see you. Or not.

Liza: No, no, no. I need to talk to you, and this is a great place because it could be a chance meeting.

Ryan: And why do we have to be secretive?

Liza: We can't risk being caught.

Ryan: Uh, what are we hiding? And who are we hiding from?

Liza: Look, I just don't want to involve you in what's about to happen in my life.

Ryan: What?

Liza: I can't let Adam raise Colby, and so I've made a decision. I've hired an attorney, and I'm going to sue for custody.

Ryan: You're leaving him.

Liza: Eventually.

Ryan: So, are you going to stick to it this time? I mean, you always give him another chance.

Liza: No, there's no other chances. He is who he is, and I think that's finally sunk in.

Ryan: Sure thing, Liza.

Liza: No, you don't understand that this is me taking control of my life. I have made a decision. My daughter is the most important thing to me in my life, and I swear to God, Adam is not going to call the shots with her.

Ryan: So you're going to take his kid away from him?

Liza: Yeah.

Ryan: It's just what the bastard deserves.

Tad: Can we at least speak after Adam leaves?

Dixie: We don't have anything more to say, Tad.

Tad: Well, I do. A lot.

Adam: Dixie and I need to talk about our son in private.

Tad: I'll wait.

Adam: Tad, you're not needed here or wanted here. For God's sake, have some pride.

Dixie: Wait, don't -- don't cause a scene, please.

Tad: Me? Listen, I am still part of this family. You can't just vote me off, you know.

Dixie: It will help a lot if you go see Dr. McMillan. Here's his address.

Tad: All right. I'll go see the therapist. Anything for J.R. Anything he needs, anytime, I'm there.

Adam: J.R. isnít going to need you. I'll see to that.

Tad: Hey, Mama.

Opal: Oh, Tad. I didn't see you.

Hank: So who won that round? You or the silver fox?

Tad: Oh, the verdict's still out.

Opal: Hank, this is Tad Martin. He's my son.

Hank: You mean, your stepson?

Opal: No, he's no child of Palmer's. No, he's my first-born.

Tad: Hey.

Hank: Pleased to meet you. Hank Pelham.

Tad: Hank, Tad. Nice to meet you.

Hank: Care to join us?

Tad: No. No, I actually -- that's very kind of you. Hank, I'm fine. My God, you're on a date.

Opal: Yes, a date, and the sky hasn't fallen yet.

Tad: Well, I didn't mean it that way. I mean, it's -- you look almost -- that's great. No, I mean, that's tremendous there. You just have fun.

Hank: Yeah, you, too.

Jesse: Have a seat, Tadicus Marticus, because I just ordered you a large order of onion rings -- extra large.

Tad: Thank you.

Jesse: You're welcome.

Tad: Could I please get some onion rings down here? Extra large.

Opal: Well, my Tad is going through a kind of a rough patch right now.

Hank: Well, I must admit, I'm glad he had other lunch plans.

Opal: Bianca. Oh, Bianca, honey!

Bianca: Hi.

Opal: Oh, come both of you and meet my new friend Hank.

Hank: Hi.

Bianca: Hey.

Opal: This is Leo, and --

Leo: Hi.

Opal: This is Bianca, you know. Honey, you're not looking so good. Why don't you sit down and join us and we'll cheer you up. What do you say?

Bianca: No, I don't need cheering up. Really.

Hank: Well, I'm going to have to defer to Opal on this one. Why don't you join us?

Opal: Yeah.

Bianca: Okay. Oh, then you can be relieved of duty.

Leo: No, no, I can stay.

Bianca: No, no, no, you have things to do. I hate putting you out, okay?

Leo: Okay.

Bianca: Opal will cheer me up.

Opal: I sure will. I sure will.

Leo: Well, I'll check in with you later.

Bianca: Okay.

Leo: All right. Good-bye.

Opal: Bye, bye, honey. Sit down.

Bianca: Okay.

Opal: Now, before we get to yakking on about nothing, tell me -- have you talked to your mama? Honey, I know that you're angry at her, but you've got to know that she is worried sick about you.

Bianca: Good.

Greenlee: But, Erica, please give it a chance. The Lacey's people think it's great.

Erica: How dare you attempt to speak for me!

Greenlee: All I did was think about Enchantment and its future as a company. You have to admit this will sell a lot of cosmetics.

Erica: What kind? Lipstick that doesn't clash with an orange jump suit?

Greenlee: But this isn't prison chic. It's the opposite. It's pure Erica Kane. It's sticking your thumb in the eye of adversity. It's sticking up for yourself and playing by your own rules. That's what I've learned from you.

Erica: You have learned nothing from me. My God, you're dangerous.

Greenlee: I just tried to be like you.

Erica: You are nothing like me. What do you think of me? And no matter what you think, I assure you I have never, ever exploited somebody else's pain for my own benefit!

Greenlee: But that's not what I --

Erica: Thought? You're telling me you really think? Did you ever give one thought to Bianca and what this might do to her? Did you ever think how it would hurt Bianca to have her tragedy lampooned like that?

Leo: It's a little late for that, Erica. Maybe you should have thought about hurting Bianca before you shot her girlfriend.

Erica: Leo, where is Bianca? Isn't she with you? You were taking care of her.

Leo: She doesn't want to see you right now.

Erica: No, I understand that. But, please, I have to know -- is she all right?

Leo: She's fine. She's with Opal. You know, I thought -- I thought I knew you, Erica. Now, if you can do something like this, I can't --

Erica: No, I don't expect you to understand. But, Leo, please, I have to ask you one thing. Please, no matter whatever happens next, please keep being Biancaís friend.

Leo: You don't have to ask me that. Are you ready to go?

Greenlee: Uh, I'm not quite finished here.

Erica: Oh, yes, you are.

Greenlee: Erica, don't do this, please. If I went too far, I'm sorry. Give me another chance. I'll come up with a better campaign, one that you really like.

Erica: Please get her out of here.

Leo: Greenlee, come on.

Greenlee: Five minutes, Erica.

Leo: What --

Greenlee: It wasn't my only idea, anyway. I have lots of them.

Leo: Why do you insist on humiliating yourself like this, Greenlee?

Greenlee: Because I want this job.

Leo: Why? Why? It's just a job. When you talked me into working for you here, Greenlee, at least I thought we'd have some laughs.

Erica: Excuse me? You hired Leo?

Opal: So you mean that the hail, windstorm, and tornado policy is more economical than the hail and windstorm?

Hank: You sure you want to talk insurance, Opal?

Opal: Well, why not when you make it sound so jazzy. Right, Bianca?

Bianca: Oh, right. Would you excuse me for a minute?

Hank: Sure.

Bianca: I'll be right back. Thanks.

Hank: You bet.

Opal: You're the sweetest man, Hank Pelham, for not minding my asking Bianca to join us.

Hank: I could see it meant a lot to you. My wife used to say; "You can't shut the door on a friend."

Opal: Oh, well, my psychic powers must have failed me. I didn't take you for a married man. But I guess a traveling salesman, you know, must live by his own rules.

Hank: Opal, I'm a widower.

Opal: Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Hank: Oh, that's all right. You didn't know.

Opal: Me running off at the mouth.

Hank: Well, you had to have an explanation.

Opal: But you know, that's why I missed it. I guess that your late wife didn't want to make herself known. Because, you know, just between you, me, and the saltshaker, I have had some pretty remarkable contact with the beyond recently. Ain't it just wonderful that I can just say that to you just like that and you don't even think I'm a weirdo?

Hank: I think you're the most sensible person I've ever met.

Opal: Well, I think you're the smartest. So tell me -- tell me all the titles of your CDs. I think I'll go to the mall and pick them up there.

Hank: No, I don't think you can. They're all out of print.

Opal: Oh, well, then you must be working on something new. I can just see you driving across the country thinking up new songs.

Hank: I think your powers are failing you, Opal, because -- well, the truth is, after my wife died I stopped singing.

Tad: These onion rings were a mistake.

Jesse: Well, nobody said you had to eat as many as you did, Tad.

Tad: Why not? I'm a mess. My mother is having better luck with the opposite sex.

Jesse: Oh, complain, complain, complain.

Tad: Well, why don't you do something to help me out, huh? Why don't make with the guardian angel thing and help me get my wife back?

Jesse: Well, you know, there is one thing I think might help.

Tad: Great. Good. I'm desperate. I'll do anything.

Tad: Well, I don't know what the hell this has got to do with anything. Dixie hasn't got a problem with my body.

Jesse: Just keep pedaling. Focus. You know, you got to own up to what you did. Man, you busted your own family because of that stupid vendetta against Hayward.

Tad: Like I haven't apologized for that a million times.

Jesse: Did you mean it?

Tad: No, I didn't mean it. I shouldn't mean it. I didn't do anything wrong. Whether Dixie wants to admit it or not, what I was trying to do was right. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa -- whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Liza: This is going to be difficult for you, but I can't win without you. You cannot retaliate against him. Anything that you have planned, I have to ask you to drop.

Ryan: What?

Liza: Listen, you just have to play this smart. The only way I can win against Adam is if he thinks he's ready won, that there's nobody challenging him. That I'm in his corner, there's no enemies on the horizon.

Ryan: Liza, do you have any idea what you're asking me?

Liza: Yes, I do. Can you do it? Can you be smarter than Adam?

Ryan: Liza, you don't get it, all right? Hating Adam for what he did to our child -- that's what's keeping me going right now.

Liza: Ryan, hating Adam won't get you back all you've lost. Our child is gone, and the only thing that I can afford to worry about is Colby. She can't grow up with Adam.

Ryan: Getting custody could take a year. It could take longer.

Liza: It would be worth the wait.

Ryan: How?

Liza: Because when I get Colby away from Adam, he will be devastated. It will be the worst possible punishment for him, and we will both get what we want.

Ryan: I guess that's right.

Liza: Please be patient. There will be a time for revenge, but not yet. Think about it?

Greenlee: I can explain why I hired Leo.

Erica: Excuse me -- you have no right to hire anyone! You don't work here! On top of it, you hired a man who dumped you. You have wasted your time here and mine. You have learned nothing from me.

Greenlee: That is not true, Erica. But obviously, I've handled things very badly, or else we wouldn't be having this big misunderstanding between us.

Erica: No, there is no misunderstanding. You are desperate to have a career in cosmetics, and you think that you have what it takes.

Greenlee: I do.

Erica: No, you do not. Oh, it is going to give me such great pleasure to make sure that that never happens.

Greenlee: Why, Erica? Do you hate me that much?

Leo: Why -- why can't you see this isn't about you, Greenlee? She doesn't hate you. She has a lot on her mind right now.

Greenlee: But I know, but I could help her here. Listen, Leo, you know more than anyone what I can do. Help me -- help me convince her.

Leo: I canít.

Hank: I guess she decided to let us have some time on our own. Look, Opal, I want you to understand something. I'm not just some eccentric drifter who's obsessing after his dead wife. I like my life. It's just that, well, certain things sort of died along with Connie. I hope you can understand that.

Opal: I hope you can understand that I have a big mouth.

Hank: It looks about perfect to me.

Opal: Do you always know just the right thing to say?

Hank: No, I do not. But I would like to offer you this little token of our friendship.

Opal: Oh -- Hank, no, I can't take jewelry from you.

Hank: Go on.

Opal: What is it?

Opal: Oh, a butterfly.

Hank: It made me think about you. It's colorful, exotic, and gentle, familiar.

Opal: Sounds like a song.

Hank: Will you wear it?

Opal: Oh, you betcha. Thank you.

Hank: You keep looking at me like that, I'm going to have to stick around Pine Valley a while.

Adam: I'm not going to let this doctor treat J.R. like he's another drug addict. He's got to understand that J.R. is his top priority. And I need you to back me up on it.

Dixie: Don't jump down my throat. We're on the same side.

Adam: Yeah, okay. I'm sorry. It's hard to know whose side anyone's on. Hayley has left Mateo.

Dixie: What?

Adam: Took the baby with her. It's bad, Dixie. It's bad.

Dixie: How could she do that to him?

Adam: She had no choice. He was cheating on her with a waitress.

Dixie: Do you know for a fact that that's true?

Adam: For God's sake, I saw him with my own eyes.

Dixie: What do you mean?? What did you see?

Adam: It. Them. Hayley and I caught them in the act in Hayley's living room.

Dixie: I'm shocked.

Adam: Well, I'm not. Mateo has hurt her in the past. I just wish there was something I could have done about it.

Dixie: Well, what could you do? You can't do anything.

Adam: Well, all I know is this hands-off doesn't work. Well, I'm not going to let J.R. Down. I'm going to get him out of this.

Dixie: You promised Liza you wouldn't interfere.

Adam: I'm not going to abandon my children when they need me most. That tough love thing is -- it's an act. That's all it was, just an act.

Liza's voice: Hating Adam won't get you back all you've lost. There will be a time for revenge, Ryan, but not yet.

Adam: I'm not going to surrender my responsibility. You know that. I'm not going to let our son spend one night in jail.

Liza: Hey.

Adam: Oh.

Liza: Sorry I'm late.

Dixie: That's okay. Thanks for coming.

Liza: Thank you so much.

Dixie: I really appreciate your interest in J.R.

Liza: Well, Dixie, we all do whatever we have to do for our children.

Opal: Oh. Oh, Bianca, honey. Where were you? You had me worried.

Bianca: Oh, I didn't mean to worry you, Opal.

Opal: Well, look what Hank just gave me. Honey? Bianca, are you all right?

Bianca: Um, yeah. I didn't sleep a lot last night, that's all.

Greenlee: Why can't you understand me? I was only trying to do a good job, and I did. I am good at this. Why can't you just admit it?

Erica: Why don't you just get this through your head, Greenlee -- you are not me. The world doesn't need another me. And why would anyone want a copy when they can have the original?

Leo: Okay, let's -- this is no use, Greenlee. Let's just go. Come on.

[Phone rings]

Leo: Come on.

Greenlee: Oh, no. I'm not going anywhere. I've sucked up to you far too long to walk out of here without telling you what I really think of the legendary Erica Kane.

>> On the next "All My Children" --

David: This is oddly arousing, having a lover who wants to nail me in a variety of ways.

Leo: When was Greenlee here?

Jake: Yesterday. Guess she didn't feel she had to mention it.

Chris: It just doesn't seem right being on the same side as you.

Erica: Get your heel off my face.

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