All My Children Transcript Friday 12/28/01
>> Previously on "All My Children" --
Judge: You'll be fitted with an ankle cuff. Your movements are to be confined to your home and your office.
Leo: I want to know that you're mine and only mine. I don't want to wait for the shoe to drop.
Mateo: We have a pretty good line on what makes Proteus tick. Our plan is to make him good and mad.
Vanessa: I know what you're up to, David. I could bring it all down crashing around your ungrateful head.
Hayley: Hey, guys. Are we set?
Hayley: Thanks. Cal, you all set?
Cal: Yes, we are ready to roll.
Edmund: You okay?
Hayley: Yeah, I'm fine. Just it's a weird night.
Hayley: All right, let's go. Ahem. Hi, here -- ahem. Three, two, one -- hi. Hayley Vaughan here at the annual Crystal Ball in Wildwind, the beautiful Marick estate here in Pine Valley, with our host and master of ceremonies, Edmund Grey. Edmund, this place looks as gorgeous as it does every year.
Edmund: Thank you, Hayley. Thanks for joining us.
Hayley: Tell us where the funds go that will be raised here this evening.
Edmund: Well, the proceeds from tonight's event will go to the Maria Santos Grey foundation in honor of my late wife. The -- the benefit goes to mainly charities that work with needy children. Now, in the past few years, we've raised well over -- I think it's $2 million. But this year, especially in the year of -- as I was saying, Hayley, this year's ball promises to be the most successful --
Edmund: And glamorous fundraiser that we've ever had.
Erica: Not that glamorous. I'm not there.
Erica: Chris! Hi. Well, I guess I'm not the only loner in town.
Chris: Am I alone?
Erica: Oh, no, I'm sorry. I just -- I was just watching coverage of the Crystal Ball on TV, and this is the first year that I haven't been there, and so I --
Chris: Makes you feel like Cinderella?
Erica: No. Actually, Cinderella got to go to the ball after a while.
Erica: Yeah, come on in. You're cold.
Chris: But you'd like to be at Wildwind, right?
Erica: Well -- it's just that I wouldn't last very long, would I? I mean, not with this little ankle bracelet showing that I'm not where I'm supposed to be.
Chris: Hey, this joint is a little bit better than county lockup. You hear what I'm saying?
Erica: I know.
Chris: But you'd like to be dancing, wouldn't you?
Erica: Wouldn't you?
Chris: Look at me, Erica. Do I look the high society Crystal Ball type?
Erica: I think you are any type you want to be.
Chris: That's good. I'm glad to hear you say that because I made a decision -- as your attorney and as your main man.
Erica: What decision?
Chris: If the princess can't go to the Crystal Ball, then you bring the ball to the princess. Ta-da.
David: Leave it alone, Anna.
Anna: Nope. I'm not going to leave it alone, nor am I going to leave you alone.
David: Just drop it, all right?
Anna: The maid said that there was all this noise and -- who were you fighting with?
David: I just -- just drop it, okay?
David: What is with you? I mean, all you people -- you all think that you can control me! What is it with you?
Anna: Who "all," David?
David: Just -- just leave it alone, all right?
Anna: Is it me? Is it something that I said? Is it because I keep on at you about Roger and your --
David: Look, let's just -- you know something? Let's just go to the party, okay?
David: Yeah, yeah. Why not now, okay? I mean, this is the time. You're obviously dressed for a party. Let's go.
Anna: But I thought maybe you're a bit upset --
David: What? You thought that what, that I was going to cower in the corner and not face the populace that hates me? Look, what I'm going to do is I'm going to put on my tux, I'm going take you to the Crystal Ball, and we're going to have a great time! All right?
[Swing music plays]
Vanessa: Now that you two are engaged, I can hardly wait to start making plans.
Leo: Mother, please. Let's just let it go.
Vanessa: Why? I can't be happy for my son? I can't revel in the fact that he's finally with the right woman instead of lugging around that poor excuse of a wife for months? Greenlee, would you mind telling me what we are all looking at?
Greenlee: Leo, I think Jake wants to talk to me.
Leo: Well, would you like to talk to him?
Greenlee: He just looks so alone.
Palmer: Um -- what are we all looking at?
Jake: So, you can't honestly say that you look any better.
Mia: Better than --
Jake: Well, better than when we got here. Thank you. Because that is impossible since you already look perfect.
Mia: Oh, you are a sweet talker. I had to check, though. I mean, you know -- you should see the ladies' room. There's more big hair and lipstick in there than at a beauty pageant.
Jake: Well, that's because this is a very big night in Pine Valley.
Mia: It's a big night for me.
Vanessa: Oh, who -- who was that girl?
Palmer: Oh, no one you have to compete with, Darling.
Greenlee: Yes. Hi. What?
Leo: Why don't we go over there and say hello and get it out of the way?
Greenlee: Uh -- no.
Leo: Uh -- yeah. I'm not going to do this "West Side Story" thing across the room all night, Greenlee, okay?
Greenlee: You're my Tony. You're my everything.
Leo: Well, then, let's just go over there, say hello to Jake, and you can meet his beautiful date, and that'll be it. Come on.
Greenlee: She's not that beautiful. Jake. Hi. I didn't see you standing over there.
Jake: Oh, well, that's why you were staring at me for the last five minutes. Hi, Leo. Nice night for a party.
Mia: Hi, Leo.
Leo: Hi, Mia. You know Greenlee?
Leo: Mama Mia. You look --
Mia: Did you think of that all yourself?
Greenlee: How's the ankle?
Mia: Oh, great, great. Jake just says I have to stay off of it more.
Greenlee: Mm-hmm. Maybe you should go do that. I -- I wouldn't want her to turn that thing again.
Jake: So, Greenlee, any New Year's resolutions?
Greenlee: Bunches. You?
Jake: Just one.
Greenlee: What's that?
Jake: Should auld acquaintance be forgot.
Hayley: I hate her.
Edmund: No, you donít.
Hayley: I hate her.
Edmund: Take a deep breath.
Hayley: I have to talk to Mateo.
Edmund: Not here, okay? Now, remember, this is all an act.
Hayley: She's a little too good at her job.
Edmund: Yeah, she is. All right, listen, just take it easy. Don't look at her.
Hayley: Not a problem.
Hayley: I hate her.
Edmund: Shh. You don't mean that.
Hayley: I got to warn Mateo.
Simone: You can't keep staring at Hayley like that.
Mateo: I know. It's over tonight.
Edmund: Whatcha looking at?
Brooke: Well, I don't know. It's a last-minute donation from an anonymous donor --
Brooke: And the only stipulation is that the bidding be conducted without it being seen, so --
Edmund: Who's going to bid on it?
Brooke: Well, someone. Me if I have to.
Edmund: Hey. I hear music. Dance with me. Make me a happy man.
Brooke: It would be so my pleasure.
Edmund: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming again, and please join Brooke and myself in the first dance.
Erica: What on earth is all that?
Chris: I'm like your fairy Godfather, so do everything I say, all right?
Erica: All right.
Chris: No questions.
Erica: Oh, they're beautiful, Chris.
Chris: Nice, huh?
Chris: And guess what -- I didn't buy them at the deli.
Chris: And we've got Crystal Ballroom type music. We put it on continuous play, and you and I dance the whole night, baby.
Erica: Oh, that's wonderful.
Chris: And -- for the tree.
Erica: Oh, that's so lovely. Thank you.
Chris: You're welcome. And ms. Kane enters the ball, and the paparazzi go wild!
[Chris imitates crowd cheering]
Chris: "Hold that, Ms. Kane. Hold that. One more -- over here. Look this way, please. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Oh, we love this. We love it. Oh, your dress is just lovely. Who made the dress? You look beautiful." What?
Erica: We're really doing this?
Chris: We're doing it. Ha!
Erica: No, no, no, no, no. I am not photographed for publication in this.
Chris: "Ms. Kane -- Ms. Kane, please, just one more. We love that. We love this. We love it, we love it."
Erica: No, no, no. Some things are better not left to the imagination. I am going to be absolutely fabulous.
Chris: You always look fabulous, baby. May be the last fun you'll have for a long time, Darling.
Leo: I don't think any of us need to forget any auld acquaintances. Bringing in the New Year doesn't mean you have to leave the past behind, right?
Jake: Leo, that's a good point. Where'd you come up with that?
Leo: Uh -- here and there.
Mia: You know, that dress is really -- it's fabulous.
Greenlee: Thanks. Yours is, too.
Jake: So -- Leo and Greenlee were just engaged.
Mia: Oh. Great. Wow. Congratulations.
Jake: It was quite a dramatic ceremony. We were all stuck in the elevator together, and Leo proposed to Greenlee in front of me and in front of his wife. It was quite touching.
Greenlee: It's one of the happiest moments in my life.
Jake: You don't say? So, anyway, I guess the rest of the story is -- is that the elevator was stuck and it was unstable. Just really, really good thing that that ring didn't slip out of Leoís hand and down the shaft into oblivion.
Leo: Yeah, well, if it had, I would've just gone out and bought another one. Isn't that right?
Jake: I'm very happy for you. And I saw up close how incomplete your life was without Leo, and now I really see the difference. Congratulations. So, Mia, I better take the opportunity of showing off this lovely lady to this party.
Mia: Okay. Well, congratulations again.
Leo: Thank you.
Leo: See? You lived.
Greenlee: Uh-huh. No problema. That -- that -- that --
Greenlee: She's nice. Really, really nice.
Leo: Yeah, I think you need a drink.
Greenlee: I really need a drink.
Woman: Edmund Grey, I am here for my dance.
Edmund: Uh -- Dorothy, could just give it a rest just for --
Brooke: No, no, no. Mrs. Dandridge is here to collect. Edmund, dance with her. Her checkbook gets more pliable as the night goes on.
Edmund: Be my pleasure.
Opal: Oh, my. Well, this is kind of like one of those old game shows, isn't it, where, you know, "What'll it be, ma'am -- what's behind curtain number one? Or will you hold out for the dining room set?"
Palmer: Leave it to you, Opal.
Opal: Leave what to me, part with a -- a game show?
Hank: Well, we don't know that what's under there is a work of art, do we?
Opal: That's right.
Hank: I mean, that sort of thing is extremely subjective, isn't it?
Opal: Yeah, what he said. But I can understand you being interested in some old, cold sculpture, Palmer. I mean, it's kind of in keeping with the theme of your marriage, right?
Hank: I think this ought to buy that piece, don't you?
Palmer: Not really.
Hank: Oh, I'll beat that. Just how competitive is he anyway?
Opal: You don't want to know.
Hank: Sure, I do. It's for a good cause, isn't it?
Roger: So, what's the opening bid?
Opal: See for yourself. The vultures are circling the prey. Let's leave them to the carcass, eh?
Hayley: Mmm. Thanks. Don't mind if I do. I think I will have a little champagne this year. Thank you! Happy New Year!
Mateo: What are you doing?
Hayley: What the hell do you have to say about anything I do, Mateo? Nothing.
Mateo: You're going to take care of our son drunk?
Mateo: I'm not going to let you anywhere near him if you've been drinking.
Edmund: Mateo --
Mateo: Not now. I got to talk to my wife.
Hayley: It's okay, Edmund. I have a few things I want to say to him in private.
David: Ah, well, the usual excess.
Anna: Hey, it's for charity.
David: If they didn't decorate this place like a royal wedding in England, they'd have a lot more money for charity. I'm telling you, if I was running this thing and I had this kind of money in my hands, I'd do a lot better with it, believe me.
Anna: Yeah, but, David, if you threw a party, nobody would come -- here -- except me, of course.
David: You see, now, that's kind of my point. People in this town are fools. I mean, throwing their money at whatever. Did you see that mystery statue when we walked in here?
Anna: Yeah, I saw that.
David: Palmer was bidding on it like he thought it was the pieta or something. Evidently I'm the only one in this town who's not an idiot when it comes to money.
Chris: Oh, it's a good thing we're not at the Crystal Ball.
Erica: Why is that?
Chris: I don't like sharing.
Erica: I don't share. I'm a one-man woman, Chris -- once I find the right man. Thank you for escorting me here this evening.
Chris: Thank you for joining me. Wow. Oh, are you beautiful.
Erica: Thank you.
Chris: May I have the honor?
Erica: I'd be delighted.
Chris: You were wondering, weren't you?
Erica: About what?
Chris: About my dancing.
Chris: Oh, yes, you were.
[Chris and Erica laugh]
Chris: That's okay. I don't mind.
Chris: How am I doing?
Erica: You're wonderful.
Chris: I was just thinking the same thing about you.
Roger: I am thrilled for you both. I -- I mean it.
Leo: Are you, Roger?
Greenlee: Leo, don't.
Leo: Greenlee, the last time we were engaged, he sabotaged the whole thing.
Greenlee: Let's not get into that now.
Roger: Look, look -- I was wrong, and I'll never stand in the way of Greenlee's happiness ever again. So let's the three of us get something to drink and we'll celebrate. Come on, let's go. I'll make a toast.
Greenlee: Daddy, should you be drinking? You just got out of the hospital.
Roger: No, only soda for me, all right? My ticker's more sensitive than I thought. Come on, let's go.
Dorothy: Oh, this is fun. All right, I'll wait here for you.
Edmund: Save me.
Brooke: Oh, go on. She's going to open the bank for the foundation. Go back there.
Edmund: Brooke, she leads, okay?
Edmund: She's killing me.
Brooke: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Edmund: Is that my cue?
Brooke: Yes, I think it might be.
Edmund: I don't have anything prepared.
Brooke: So much the better. You'll be great.
Edmund: Uh -- ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming to Wildwind this evening for the Crystal Ball. Thank you. I'm Edmund Grey, and I'd like to thank you on behalf of my family, my friends, and the tireless volunteers who keep the Maria Santos Grey foundation humming the other 364 days of the year. I'd also like to thank my brother, Dimitri, and his beautiful wife, Alex -- are out of the country, but they wanted to tell me that for every dollar raised this evening, they will match it dollar for dollar. Thank you. Thank you. Even though they can't -- they can't hear us -- my brother, thank you. Alex, thank you. A big hand for them. Thank you. Oh. Okay. We raised a lot of money on the silent auction this evening -- thanks to you. And to start it off with a big bang -- the bidding on this particular item, the winner -- well, this is a statue that -- actually, it's a sculpture that no one has actually seen, and a very trusting soul was the winning bidder. And that gentleman happens to be Palmer Cortlandt.
Leo: Yeah! That's my stepdad!
Edmund: Thank you, Palmer. The proviso of this sculpture, this donation, was that it was not to be revealed until the bidding had been completed. Now the bidding's been completed, so, Palmer, if you'd like to see what you've won -- you don't mind the rest of us having a peek? Here we go. And the name on this beautiful Ė Proteus.
Palmer: Well, I think it's perfect. Even looks like me.
Opal: In your dreams, Palmer.
Palmer: I know exactly where we can put it, too.
Edmund: Somebody's idea of a joke, huh?
Brooke: Too bad it's not funny.
Edmund: It's hollow. No hidden messages.
Anna: No, it's right out there in the open, isn't it?
Brooke: Right behind you.
Palmer: Careful, careful. We don't want it to fall on its face.
Opal: A common problem.
Vanessa: Oh, this Proteus, wasn't it -- wasn't he some sort of a philosopher or something? I mean, darling, where are we going to put that unusual thing in our home?
David: Proteus was a Greek God, Mother. A God. You know, a being that holds people's lives in his hands. Kind of like a doctor.
Vanessa: David, why are --
David: Show some respect, Mother. Do you understand this lesson? Don't mess around with the Gods.
Mateo: Are you trying to give me heart failure?
Hayley: It's the only way I had to get your attention.
Mateo: Well, it worked.
Hayley: Well, I'm sorry! I had to get you away from your girlfriend for two seconds!
Mateo: Would you stop joking about that? This is hard for me, too. Come on.
Hayley: Mateo, I found something out from Ryan.
Mateo: What? What? Where is he, anyway? I thought he was supposed to be your date.
Hayley: He's not in the partying mood.
Mateo: Ah, yeah, well, who is?
Hayley: Listen, Ryan found out that Chris Stamp killed his father.
Hayley: Yeah. It was a long time ago, but Chris Stamp told Ryan that he killed his father.
Hayley: Good question. Apparently Ryanís father was some sort of low-level drug dealer, and Chris Stamp claims that he killed him in a drug bust gone bad, but Ryan seems to think there's more to it than that.
Mateo: Like maybe Stamp was involved in the drug trafficking? That sounds like Proteus' MO.
Hayley: Or Stamp's. What if it's him, Mateo? What if Chris Stamp is Proteus?
Singers: You love me
Erica: I think -- I think next year I'm going to have you personally advise that Crystal Ball committee because I definitely think that you could teach Edmund a thing or two.
Chris: You like this?
Erica: I love this. It's magical.
Erica: This, however, is not.
Erica: Listen, why don't you just tell whoever it is that this is a private party?
Chris: I have to take this, Erica. Excuse me.
Erica: All right.
Chris: Stamp. Yeah. Okay, I'll be there. Be right there.
Erica: Where? You'll be where?
Chris: Just got a lead in the case.
Chris: No, Proteus. The drug cartel. Call came from the Crystal Ball.
Erica: You're still pursuing that case?
Chris: Yeah, well, Erica, that's my job.
Erica: Well, I know, but I thought that maybe because now you were representing me that --
Chris: Look, about that -- look, about that --
Erica: What? About what?
Chris: Uh -- I was hoping that we could have a night together, have a little bit of fun before --
Erica: Before what?
Chris: Why don't you get to bed early tonight and you get some rest, okay?
Erica: For what?
Chris: I just found out today the trial's been moved up. Tomorrow.
Chris: The judge moved the date to tomorrow.
Erica: Are you ready?
Chris: Are you ready?
Erica: With you there with me? Yes. Yes, I am.
Chris: You have me with you, always. Thank you for this.
Erica: Thank you. I will never forget this, Chris.
Chris: I got to go.
Mateo: Well, so much for our theory that Proteus is a woman.
Hayley: Maybe Stamp led us down the wrong track on purpose.
Mateo: Well, if it's him, I mean, anything's possible. If this guy can be a fed and pull this off, what can't he do?
Hayley: Okay, that's it.
Hayley: That's it. We scrap this plan. I knew it was a bad idea from the get-go.
Mateo: No, no, no, no, no.
Hayley: That's it.
Hayley: We are out of this.
Mateo: I am not backing off.
Hayley: Mateo, I am not letting you go through with this. If it is Stamp, then he knows -- he knows we're on to him.
Mateo: You can't stop it. It's already in motion.
Mateo: You have to get out of town.
Hayley: No. I'm not leaving you alone --
Mateo: You have to go!
Hayley: No, Mateo!
Mateo: We both can't be at risk. Do you understand that? He'll go after one of us, all right? You've got to go. It's the only way. Do you understand that?
Hayley: God, I hate this.
Mateo: I know.
Mateo: Go. I'll call you.
Vanessa: David, really, darling --
David: You keep your mouth shut about me, my cabin, or anything you think I may be doing up there. Do you understand me? Don't make me threaten you again, Mother.
Vanessa: You don't have to be so severe with me, Darling.
Leo: What's going on here?
Vanessa: I'm your mother. I care --
David: You don't care about me. You don't care about anybody but yourself. Go ahead, Leo. Why don't you ask her? Ask her yourself. See how far you get. But believe me when I tell you, she hit new lows this time.
Leo: So, am I supposed to take that at face value, or are you going to tell me what the hell's going on?
Vanessa: Leo, you know that David has a long-standing vendetta against me, and it's no secret you don't harbor much warmth toward me these days, either. But at least you're not quite so judgmental.
Leo: Let's go dance.
Vanessa: No, no. Don't leave me just yet. People have overheard. It's humiliating.
Leo: You know what, mother? I don't want this -- this latest chapter of our family drama to interfere with me and Greenlee's special night, okay? Is that going to be all right with you?
Vanessa: Fine. Sure, my own flesh and blood.
Leo: Oh, come on. Come on, let's go.
Greenlee: Leo, you can't leave her like that. Really. Something huge happened. Did you see Davidís face?
Leo: What am I supposed to do?
Greenlee: Well, I don't know, but don't ditch her. Vanessa must've done something really out of control this time. Now, why don't you go find her and see what it is?
Leo: Fine, fine. I hate this, but fine.
Mia: Oh, David. You remember me?
David: Yeah, I remember you, Mia. You were trying to pick my brain. Something tells me it wasn't your idea.
Mia: It wasnít. I'm really sorry.
David: That's all right. I didn't tell you anything, anyway, did I? You know, just for your information, Dr. Martin likes honest women. Do you think that you fit that bill?
Mia: Yeah, I do. What's it to you?
David: Jake and I work together.
David: So -- don't try to cross me again.
Mia: Look, my seeing Jake has nothing to do with you.
David: Good, good. Let's keep it that way, shall we?
Mia: Fine. You know, you have quite an ego on you. Excuse me.
David: Happy New Year, Mia.
Mia: Happy New Year, David.
Jake: Hey, there you are. So, how's the ankle feel?
Mia: Oh, pretty good.
Jake: Yeah? Good enough to dance with your date?
Mia: Yeah. I guess I can wing it.
Jake: All right. Let's have at it.
Greenlee: Where's your date?
David: Oh, Annaís very independent. I'm sure she's here somewhere. Congratulations, Greenlee. Leo told me the news.
Greenlee: Thanks. I saw you talking to that Mia.
David: And what about "that Mia"?
Greenlee: You know her?
David: Well, it'd be kind of odd if I was talking to somebody I didn't know, don't you think?
Greenlee: Hmm. Well, not at a party. So -- she nice?
David: Well, I don't know about nice, but she is smart and she's obviously very attractive.
Greenlee: Great, great. That's good that she's great.
Simone: Matt, where the hell did you two go?
Mateo: Hayley gave me a little tip.
Simone: Oh, really?
Mateo: Check this out.
Simone: About the statue?
Simone: Someone auctioned off a statue of Proteus.
Mateo: Of him?
Simone: Of the Greek God. Do you think it's a sign, a message?
Mateo: You're damn straight.
Erica: It's me. My trial date has been set. Tomorrow. Oh, you have to come back to Pine Valley. Well, that's just too bad, isn't it, because my future is at stake. You come back to Pine Valley -- now.
Leo: You want to tell me why the hell we came all the way out here? It's freezing outside. We're at least a half a mile away from the main house.
Vanessa: Leo, your brother despises me.
Leo: Yeah, I got that. You want to tell me why?
Vanessa: No, he's absolutely furious with me, and this time he wants to get even by ripping my entire life apart.
Leo: Get even for what?
Vanessa: Don't you see?
Leo: No, I don't see.
Vanessa: Darling, I mean, your brother happens to hold my entire life in his hands, and he'd like nothing better than to see me just have it all ruined!
Leo: Okay, this is going to be a really lopsided conversation until you tell me exactly why the hell we're out here, okay?
Vanessa: It's my marriage is at stake, Leo, and you know that that's all I really have, and he's threatening to take it away from me.
Leo: How? What the hell are you talking about? Come on!
Vanessa: I was unfaithful to Palmer. Your brother found out about it.
Leo: How? How did he find out?
Vanessa: Oh, he walked in on us in bed. I thought he was going to be away for the entire weekend.
Leo: Wait a minute. You're telling me that you had an affair in your son's hotel room?
Vanessa: Darling, it was meaningless, meaningless, absolutely -- Larry and I got carried away.
Leo: Larry? You had an affair with your chauffeur?
Vanessa: Darling, you keep your voice down! Someone might be listening. Please, you cannot say one solitary word about this to anyone. Please, Leo, promise me.
Simone: Well, Chris Stamp isn't here. If your theory about him being Proteus and not wanting to miss what happened with the statue --
Simone: Dear God.
Simone: Look who decided to stop by. I swear to God, Mateo, the hair on the back of my neck stood right up.
Mateo: All right, just cool out, have some punch, relax. This is it, okay? This is it.
Chris: Hello, Devane.
Chris: I told you to stop messing around with Proteus.
Anna: "Messing around"?
Chris: Yeah. Here.
Anna: Oh, none for me, thanks.
Chris: It's truth serum.
Anna: You're kidding. You need it.
Chris: Nah, it's for you.
Chris: Yeah. I want you to give it to David.
Anna: No, I will not.
Chris: Well, if you're so sure he's not Proteus, give it to him.
Anna: David is not the problem. We both know that.
David: I don't believe it. Are you drunk again?
Roger: Well, if it isn't Dr. Hayward.
David: You are jeopardizing everything I've worked for. What the hell is wrong with you, Roger?
Roger: Baby, baby --
Greenlee: Come on. I'll get you home.
Roger: No. No, no, wait a minute. You know what? You know what? I've got to tell you something. I have got a secret. I have got a really big secret! And I am sick to death of keeping it to myself, okay?
Greenlee: Well, what is it? What is the big secret?
Roger: I'm going to tell you what it is. I'm going to tell you --
Greenlee: Oh, my God.
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Chris: Somebody is always watching you.
Adam: You're going to be sorry you were ever born.
Mia: Greenlee's with Jake.
Greenlee: You have to help me get to the bottom of this.
Vanessa: Well, let's get right to the blackmail.
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