All My Children Transcript Tuesday 1/22/02
>> Previously on "All My Children" --
Tad: I'll back off. I'll have my lawyer call your lawyer.
Simone: Proteus missed a deadline.
Mateo: Yeah, and if he's getting sloppy --
Simone: He's, you know, going to be all the more dangerous.
David: You're investigating my mother?
Vanessa: Do you want me to call an ambulance? Well, it really won't do that much good. You'll be dead by the time they get here.
Ryan: You knew my mother?
Opal: Oh. You know, I got to thank you for talking me into meeting up with you tonight. I mean, as I think I've told you, I haven't really been at my best lately.
Hank: At your best? I'm not sure I could take your best.
Hank: I think you're about perfect just the way you are.
Opal: Well, with all this stuff going on with Erica and everything, I'm afraid I have been so down, I got to look up to see down. That's the truth of it.
Hank: Well, maybe I can make you feel better. I got something to tell you, and it's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time.
Simone: Why did Hayley call you when we were out in the park?
Mateo: She wanted to make sure I was still alive. She's funny like that. I forgot to tell her the whole thing was a bust tonight.
Simone: Mateo, you got to cool it.
Mateo: I've had it. I've had it. You know, I have no idea what went down tonight, but I've had it.
Simone: I know it was bad --
Mateo: Bad? Bad? Proteus wants me to whack somebody, you know, and I get all revved up and prepared to do it, I follow orders, I'm there on time, and, what, I get a phone call that the whole thing's off? "Mr. Santos, the operation has been aborted." Proteus is not in the building. I mean, what's up with that?
Simone: I don't know, but you -- you got to chill.
Mateo: I'm just tired --
Simone: Okay, this place is not safe.
Mateo: I'm tired of being jerked around.
Chris: Ah. Get used to it, Mateo. Because that's all you're going to get in this damn world -- screwed over.
Ryan: "Stamp of approval."
Ryan's voice: You talk to me, man. Did you know my mother?
Chris: I already told you about that.
Ryan: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, right. Right, that if you knew my old man was married with kids, that you would have told us that he was dead.
Chris: That's right.
Ryan's voice: That is such bull, and you know it.
Kendall: Whoa, tiger. Hope you're not planning to kill anyone with that thing.
Vanessa: Damn it, why can't anyone follow the simplest instructions? After all the trouble you caused, can't you at least die in the proper place? You were supposed to be miles away from here by the time that lethal dose kicked in. But, no, not you. You had to come trotting right back here when I expressly told you not to! Ugh! God. A body on my living room floor was not in my plan.
[Knock on door]
Anna: Vanessa? Are you here? Hello?
Vanessa: Where, oh, where, can I put you, dear?
Anna: If there's no one at home, all the better. Come on.
Dixie: I left you so far behind, you were skating in my backdraft. I rule, pal.
J.R.: It was a mercy win. You were out of breath, so I took pity on you.
Dixie: Yeah, you wish. Hey, Tad.
J.R.: Hey, man. Thought you might join us out on the ice. Should've saw Mom. She was pretty good for an old lady.
Tad: I'm sorry I didn't get the chance. I was meeting with my lawyer.
Dixie: You know what? Maybe now is not the time to talk about this.
Tad: Oh, no, now is just perfect for me.
Dixie: Well, let's -- let's not do it in front of J.R.
J.R.: Do what in front of J.R.?
Dixie: Stay out of it, okay?
Tad: You didn't tell him, either. Nice.
J.R.: Mom, what's going on?
Dixie: Uh -- well, what I did -- look, you have to understand, this wasn't easy for me.
Tad: Could've fooled me.
Dixie: You know Tad and I have been separated for a while now, and we've been talking a lot and we've made some decisions.
Tad: No, actually, the truth is you made the decision. There was no talking involved.
Dixie: Do you mind if I finish? Do you mind?
Tad: Certainly not. I mean, now that you ask.
Dixie: Thank you. Tad and I have decided to get a divorce.
J.R.: You mean, for real with, like, lawyers and stuff?
Tad: See, there's the deal. I mean, you got me because, you know, your mom decided to end it so fast. But why the hell not? I mean, it's only just how many years of our marriage together? I mean, why bother with the little details like, oh, being fair or civil?
Dixie: What are you talking about? That's how I feel and you know that.
Tad: The only thing I know is that your mother decided to fly down to the Caribbean and get a quickie divorce, which was a little piece of information she neglected to share with me.
Vanessa: You can't come in!
Anna: Vanessa, hi. I just want to talk.
Vanessa: Go away! No, no. Look, my life is in shreds. It's ruined.
Anna: Oh. Well, maybe I can help.
Vanessa: No! It's all because of David -- David and Leo. No, no, no! Oh, God. My boys have girlfriends from hell. Both of them. All right, dear. Time to put you in storage.
Anna: Oh. Oh, hi. You're awake.
David: Yes, I am.
Anna: Oh, yes.
David: Apparently, so are you. Hey.
David: You know --
David: We didn't have dinner last night.
Anna: How did we manage that?
David: Oh, I guess it skipped our minds, huh?
Anna: I really like making up.
David: Oh, you do?
David: So you don't think it's becoming a little routine?
Anna: Oh, don't say that. We're not routine.
David: All right. How about predictable, then?
David: Like the way I can always count on you to sneak out afterwards without telling me where you're going.
Anna: Does it bother you?
David: It challenges me.
David: You know, I was just about to track you down, find out what you were up to.
Anna: Well, you could have asked me.
David: You would've told me?
Anna: Yeah. I went to see your mother.
David: Oh. So the investigation has begun.
Anna: Yep. I told you, Chris Stamp gave me that assignment.
David: Tell me more.
Anna: Like what?
David: Well, for starters, why don't you tell me exactly what you're hoping to find out about my mother, hmm? And this time, don't try to stonewall me like you did last night.
Anna: Why should I tell you anything?
David: Because if you don't, I'll rat you out with Vanessa.
Anna: You wouldn't do that.
David: As a loyal son, what else can I do?
Anna: Oh, come on. Well, Chris thinks that maybe Vanessa has got some information on Frankie -- from her past, you know -- that could give him some insight into the murder.
David: Well, I thought he already had enough insights.
Anna: Apparently, he doesn't.
David: And what do you think?
Anna: Oh, quite honestly, I'd be stunned if your mother had anything useful to say about anything. I just saw her.
Anna: Well, did you say that you were going to have her committed or something to Oak View or --
David: Oak Haven.
Anna: Okay, whatever.
David: Yeah, I was just trying to keep her under control, but I wasn't really going to do it.
Anna: If I were you, I'd get serious about it because I think she's cracking, David.
Vanessa: Oh, God, why do I always pick them big? Aah! Oh, God. Oh.
Kendall: It's not a good plan, six-pack. I mean, I know you'd love to get rid of me, but murder is not the way to go. Ask my mommy. Besides, with your luck, you'd probably end up in the same jail as her, hmm? Talk about a fate worse than death. Hey, you dropped something. Oh. Who's the babe in the picture? She's kind of hot in a retro sort of way.
Ryan: Give me that.
Kendall: Back off. What are you going to do, gorilla man? Rip it out of my hands?
Ryan: Give me that. Give it to me.
Kendall: You want it? Get it yourself.
Opal: Oh, thank you.
Hank: You're welcome.
Opal: So, now, you had something you wanted to tell me.
Hank: Well --
Opal: Oh, my Lord, it's Palmer again. What the devil is he doing here? It's like he's stalking me or something. Excuse me just a minute, Hank, all right?
Opal: Palmer, what the devil are you doing here?
Palmer: I came to find you. I just got back from New York. I spent the entire day trying to convince Felder Isaacs to take over Ericaís case.
Opal: You know, I'm sorry, but it's too late.
Palmer: I know, I know. I just heard the jury's been sent out for deliberations. I can't believe that I let it go this far before I stepped in. I could kick myself!
Opal: Well, you know, if it's any comfort to you, I don't think there's a darned thing you could have done anyway.
Palmer: I've been out of the loop for so long, I didn't even try. I mean, I let this go -- I love Erica.
Opal: I know that. I know, and she does, too.
Palmer: It's just not like me to do this kind of thing.
Opal: Well, I think we both know how that happened. I mean, your wife has been taking up all of your attention for a long time now.
Palmer: Well, that's going to stop soon.
Opal: I hope you mean that, Palmer, for your sake.
Palmer: Well, you'll see. I'm not going to lose the people I care about. Now, tell me -- how's Erica doing?
Opal: Well, she's being real strong. I mean, I don't know how she does it.
Mateo: Hitting it kind of hard tonight, aren't you? What's up?
Chris: When I drink, Mateo, I don't -- I don't talk.
Mateo: Yeah, well, this time you do.
Chris: Nah, I don't talk.
Mateo: No, I heard you --
Chris: I just told you. I just told you!
Mateo: I heard you, I heard you. But, see, there's a few things I want to say to you about you, like how I've never trusted you since the first time you came to this town.
Kendall: Come on, six-pack. You going to get the picture? You're no fun. Who's the woman?
Ryan: My mother.
Kendall: Well, duh. If it's important, why don't you put it in your wallet or someplace safe?
Ryan: I just got it, all right? It was in the box of stuff they sent from the nursing home. Now, will you just please get the hell out of my face?
Kendall: By the way, I heard you and Chris Stamp yelling at each other in your room a few minutes ago. Those walls are like paper.
Ryan: And you have nothing better to do than eavesdrop?
Kendall: I get my laughs where I can take them. So, did Chris ever fess up?
Ryan: I don't even want to know what you're talking about now.
Kendall: I heard you ask him if he ever knew your mother. Did he?
Ryan: Now's the time when you start minding your own business.
Kendall: I'll take that as a yes, which brings us to our next question, the one you are so trying not to ask. Did your mother ever have a thing with Chris Stamp?
Anna: You should knock louder. She didn't answer the first time, so knock louder.
Vanessa: It's you. No. Go away, please. Oh --
David: Wait a minute --
Anna and David: Vanessa --
Vanessa: I don't want you here.
David: What's going on?
Vanessa: Please leave!
David: Why is this chair like this?
Vanessa: I -- I --
David: And why do you look like you went several rounds with a truck?
Vanessa: David -- Larry was here, David, and he --
David: He what?
Vanessa: Well, I told him that we had to end it, you know, because of all the terrible things that you and Leo had said, and he got so mad. I mean, he was frightening. He was so scary, David.
David: All right, Vanessa, calm down. What did he do?
Vanessa: Well, I was so afraid. I mean, you have no idea how frightening he could be. He --
David: All right, just tell me what he did, Mother.
Vanessa: He grabbed me. He grabbed me and then he hit me, David. I tried to get away from him, but you know he was -- he was so strong. And then -- I don't know -- I fell. My God, I'm afraid I'm bleeding -- bleeding, too, David. I mean, and when I fell, he -- he ran. I don't know.
David: All right, what, what -- he took off? He took off?
Vanessa: Yes. God, I never meant for any of this to happen, David. No, really. You know what? I was looking for a little affection. Oh, Lord, Palmer can be so cold sometimes, and I don't tell you boys because I don't want to impose, but, oh, David, you both know -- I can't live without love, David. And now, for God's -- now Larry hates me just like everyone else.
Palmer: Thanks for listening, Opal.
Opal: Oh mercy. You don't have to thank me for something like that. I am glad, though, that you're thinking a little more clearly about certain things.
Palmer: So am I. I'm sorry to interrupt you and your friend. Good night, Opal.
Opal: I'm so sorry.
Hank: That's all right.
Opal: Now, you were about to tell me something.
Hank: Oh, yeah. Yeah. Kind of broke the mood there a little bit, didn't we? Opal, I -- this all seemed so much simpler this morning when I was talking to myself in the mirror.
Opal: Well, what? What is it? Go on. You can say anything. Or sing it. I mean, you got a voice that could melt rocks.
Hank: All right, I'll just say it. Opal, I think I'm falling in love with you.
Mateo: Okay, here's my problem.
Chris: Look at that.
Mateo: First you're a handyman. Then you're a chauffeur, right?
Mateo: Then you're my bartender, but that's just a cover because you're really a Fed, you're a narcotics agent, but you're not doing a damn thing about the drug problem in Pine Valley. Then I turn around and you're a lawyer. You're defending Erica Kane in her murder trial. What's up with that, huh? Do you realize -- do you understand now why I'm so confused?
Chris: Yes, yes, I understand why you're so confused. Do you understand why I don't care?
Mateo: What's the real story?
Chris: Oh, come on, Mateo, I don't want to get into that right now.
Mateo: This is a good time to get into it.
Chris: Mateo, just leave me alone.
Mateo: I'm not leaving you alone until you give me some answers.
Chris: Leave me alone.
Mateo: Or what?
Chris: Leave me alone.
Mateo: What are you going to do, huh? Huh? You going to show me who you really are?
Chris: Mateo, Mateo, I like you. You don't ever want to know. Believe me.
Ryan: Do you ever take your mind out of the gutter, ever?
Kendall: Sounds like I hit a nerve. Did you just find out?
Ryan: This is my mother that you're trashing here.
Kendall: I'm not trashing her. I'm just saying --
Ryan: Nothing happened between Stamp and my mother. Nothing.
Kendall: Can you say "denial"?
Ryan: Can you say, "Shut the hell up"? What is with you? What, do you get off on thinking other people are as warped as you are?
Kendall: No, sunshine, you've got the corner on that.
Ryan: Yeah, well, at least I'm not against the whole world.
Kendall: No, just breathing humans.
Ryan: No, just idiots like Chris Stamp and Adam Chandler, who think they can do whatever they want to whoever they want.
Kendall: Add Erica to that list. But this time she's not going to come out on top.
Ryan: Wait a minute. But you will? Please.
Kendall: I'm going to play this game her way. I'm going to pull an Erica Kane on her.
Ryan: You're going to be like Erica Kane? Yeah, like in what universe?
Kendall: I'm her daughter, aren't I?
Ryan: This is so totally pathetic.
Kendall: Watch me in court.
Ryan: Oh, so that's your trump card? Putting her in jail -- that's going to make you two even?
Kendall: Erica behind bars is not going to be a pretty sight.
Ryan: Erica behind bars for the rest of her life is worth, like, what, 10 of you?
Kendall: Shut up!
Ryan: You're never going to be half of what she is.
Kendall: Just shut -- shut up!
Ryan: And you know why? Because you don't have the guts.
Kendall: Shut up.
David: I'm not going to let this moron get away with this.
Vanessa: David, where are you going?
David: I'm going to enlighten Larry.
Vanessa: No, you mustn't go. Please, donít.
David: Why? I'm not afraid of him.
Vanessa: Well, I am! Darling, besides that, he's long gone. You'll never catch up with him. David, I'm bleeding, darling. I need you to look at me because I'm afraid I'm going to need stitches.
David: All right, all right. Look, just sit down for a second. Let me take a look at this.
Vanessa: Oh, God. Oh, God, I never -- I never should've laid eyes on Larry. For Peteís sake -- oh, God. You know, just one more skeleton in poor mother's closet, huh?
David: It's a superficial wound. You're not going to need stitches, but you really should have it cleaned with a disinfectant.
Vanessa: David -- David, thank you. Thank you for caring at all. I know you and Leo tried to tell me what a monster he could be, and I wouldn't listen, naturally. My God, I paid the price, haven't I? Is there any redemption? Please, just you and Leo, please stop attacking me, would you, darling?
David: I wasn't attacking you.
Vanessa: I'm truly undone by this, David. I am just truly -- I need -- I need time to heal, darling.
Palmer: Anna, David, what are you doing here?
Vanessa: Palmer, no!
Dixie: I was trying to do what was best for all of us. This is going to be very painful, so I thought it might be good to avoid a long, drawn-out thing in court.
Tad: What, so you thought I'd be grateful when you just got off the plane and announced, "Surprise, our marriage is over"?
Dixie: That's not what I meant to do.
Tad: Would that make it easier for you, J.R.?
J.R.: Hey, I'm not in this, okay?
Dixie: Look, you're just taking this the wrong way.
Tad: Dixie, there's only one way to take it. You went behind my back and arranged to destroy our marriage while you're getting a tan.
Dixie: That is not -- I was trying to make things easier.
Tad: I got a news flash for you -- there's no "easier" involved in this, all right? This is going to be years of our life together just washing down the drain.
Dixie: I know that.
Tad: So stop treating me like I don't exist.
Dixie: I'm not.
Tad: Yes, you are. I don't want this divorce.
Dixie: Well, I do.
Tad: That's right. Yeah, that's right. Okay, fine. You get what you want. I made a stupid mistake. Now I'm going to pay for it. I got that much.
Dixie: So am I. You think you're the only one that hates this? You think I don't know what I'm losing?
Tad: I'm not sure. You're the one that's not willing to fight.
Dixie: I can't anymore.
Tad: Okay, right. Okay, so, fine. I understand. You are going on to a bigger and better life without me.
Dixie: I never said that.
Tad: But that's not enough for you.
Dixie: This is exactly what I wanted to avoid!
Tad: I got news for you -- there is no avoiding anything, okay? This is not going to be quick. It's not going to be simple. It's not something we can tie up with a nice, big, pink bow. It's going to be painful for all of us.
J.R.: Look, guys, I got to go.
Dixie: I'm so sorry.
J.R.: No. No, I'm fine, Mom. Really, I am. Do whatever you got to do, okay?
Dixie: I was going to tell you. You have to know that. I was going to talk to you. I just --
J.R.: Whatever. Life goes on, right?
Dixie: Are you sure you're okay?
J.R.: Totally. Um -- I've -- I'm late. I got to meet up with some friends of mine. Take it easy, man.
Dixie: How could you do that? How could you say all that stuff in front of him?
Tad: No, no, no --
Dixie: I was going to tell him.
Tad: You're not going to make me out to be the bad guy here, okay? I have done a lot of stupid things lately, but this is all you.
Dixie: I had every right to say this -- to handle this the way that I wanted to handle it. You may like all this screaming and shouting, but I donít.
Tad: Our marriage deserves a little screaming and shouting. It certainly deserves a lot more than you getting off of some plane with a decree, a rosy glow, and a T-shirt. Our life together means something -- or at least it did to me.
Dixie: It meant something to me, too. It still does.
Tad: All right, then, fine. You are not going to fly off by yourself and just end it. We got married together, damn it. We're going to get divorced together, too.
Palmer: Why are you screeching at me like that? What the hell's going on?
Vanessa: Palmer, darling. You know what? I want you to leave.
Palmer: Leave? I just got home.
Vanessa: But I am talking to David and Anna right now.
Palmer: Well, I don't know why that should -- it's cold out there and it's very late.
Vanessa: All right, I don't suppose there's any harm in telling you. We are planning a party.
Palmer: Well, no reason for me to go, you know. I mean -- although, I -- as long as you don't con me into trying to be there.
Vanessa: All right.
Palmer: And I've never pictured you as a party-planning type, David.
David: I --
Vanessa: No, listen -- obviously -- obviously, Palmer, you have to know absolutely everything. We are -- we're planning a surprise party, darling. It's for you. Or have you forgotten? Your birthday's only a month away.
Palmer: I know perfectly well when my birthday is, thank you. February 10. And I detest surprises.
Vanessa: Well, fine, fine, fine, then, darling. It's not going to be a surprise now that I've had to tell you, is it?
Palmer: Well, I don't want a party.
Vanessa: All right. Darling, you don't have to have a party if you don't want a party. I won't force you into it at all. Now, look, I'm so sorry I dragged you down here for absolutely nothing. And you're both darlings. You are darlings to offer to help. I appreciate it.
David: Weíre not through here, Mother.
Vanessa: I know, Darling. Thanks for helping me this afternoon. We'll talk later. Good night, my darlings. Oh.
David: Well, here's the good news -- Larry the missing link is out of her life.
Anna: Yes, she did say that, didn't she?
David: I didn't realize that she was in such bad shape. I mean, all the crying, the mood swings, that weirdness with Palmer.
Anna: That was interesting, wasn't it?
David: It was psychotic. I better talk to Palmer about this. She needs to get some professional help.
Anna: I don't think a shrink is going to change any of the behavior you saw tonight.
David: Something better. She's totally losing it.
Anna: Actually, I disagree. I think that woman is completely in control of everything she does, everything she says.
Hank: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to just, like, drop that on you, but -- I realize it's a little fast.
Opal: Yeah, it is a little.
Hank: The thing is, there's a reason for it being so fast. Actually, what happened was somehow word got back to my manager that I was singing again, and he's got an offer for me.
Opal: You mean a job, like a singing job?
Hank: A tour. A worldwide tour.
Opal: A tour around the --
Opal: Well, that is just about the best news I -- I mean, unless -- do you want to do it?
Hank: Oh, sure. Yeah, I do. You know, the other night I realized how much I missed singing in front of an audience. And, you know, like, the way it felt to sing that song to you -- you know, the connection, the -- the way that -- the communication that gets involved between a singer and -- I just enjoy singing again. And you did that. You gave me something to sing about, Opal.
Opal: Just about the nicest thing anybody's ever said to me.
Hank: Well, I got a problem, though, because I don't want to leave you. So I was wondering if you might consider coming along with me.
Mateo: What don't I want to know about you, hmm?
Chris: You know what? You know what I want to know? What -- what's it like?
Mateo: What are you talking about?
Chris: What -- what's it like, huh? What's it like to be a father?
Mateo: I'm not talking to you about my sons.
Chris: Oh, no. No, hey, no.
Mateo: What's wrong with you, huh?
Chris: What's it like --
Mateo: Why are you drunk? Huh? You bummed out because you're losing the case? Is that it? Or is it Proteus?
Chris: She should've told me. She couldn't tell me.
Mateo: Told you what?
Chris: She could've told me about the boy.
Ryan: You know, I don't know if Ericaís guilty or if she's innocent or, you know, what happened there, but I know that she's had plenty of bad breaks in her lifetime.
Kendall: Yeah, well, she screwed a lot of people to get where she is.
Ryan: Oh, so, like, what, your tombstone's going to read, "I screwed her back"? That's it for you?
Kendall: And what is yours going to read? "I got screwed but I didn't even try to fight them"?
Ryan: Yeah, we're not talking about me, darling.
Kendall: Sure, we are. We're talking about the way you roll over and play dead and then let people like Adam Chandler and Chris Stamp use you for a welcome mat.
Ryan: Yeah, I don't play dead.
Kendall: Oh, right. I just saw you toss that tire iron at nothing. That's very effective. I'm sure you got Stamp right where he lives.
Ryan: Shut up about Stamp, all right?
Kendall: Hey, six-pack, I'm on your side. Way to go! But whatever you do, don't fight. Because you just might win, and then you might have to have a life.
Ryan: I don't know what you're talking about.
Kendall: I'm talking about you -- poor, angry Ryan just loves being mad. It's much easier than actually trying to do something, right?
Ryan: You know what? You go to hell.
Kendall: You're every loser I've ever met, Lavery. You're not even special. I may be vindictive, but at least I'm not a coward.
David: I don't get this. How can you tell me that Vanessa is in control? You were the one that was just telling me a little while ago that she was cracking.
Anna: I know, I know.
David: Well, then, what changed your mind?
Anna: Because I saw her in action.
David: Okay, yeah, and she was crazy.
Anna: Or Chris Stamp is right and, David, this is all an act.
David: No, no, no, no, no. It doesn't -- that doesn't make sense.
Anna: But you had to look at what she was doing.
David: Anna, I couldn't help but look at what she was doing.
Anna: Well, what were you seeing? She was going a mile a minute, trying to do anything she could to keep the focus on herself. Now, that's control. It just doesn't appear to be that because she's so flaky. It's a very slick trick.
David: So you think that this whole meltdown was just part of one big master plan? Is that it?
Anna: What I'm saying is that a good con always controls the focus and the situation. And Vanessa was doing a brilliant job with us. Brilliant. And then when Palmer came in --
David: That was -- that was just bizarre.
Anna: Maybe. But look at what she did. She was so full of emotion, you know? She was on the verge of hysteria. Then, all of a sudden, hysteria was gone. It was like someone switched off a faucet. Her mood, her -- definitely her story, her whole act did a 180. Right?
David: So you think this whole thing was an act?
Anna: I think it's a damn good one.
David: But why?
Anna: I don't know. I don't know. But if I'm right -- and I think I am -- there is something behind this. And I think it's something major because a good con never lets herself get in a situation like that unless it's for a reason. She is into something, David. She's so pulling a number on someone. What are you doing? What are you doing?
David: Yeah, it's me. We need to talk tonight. It's about Vanessa.
Vanessa: Palmer, why don't we just go to bed early tonight, darling?
Palmer: Well, I'm -- I'm not -- I'm restless. I just don't want to sleep.
Vanessa: Well, sleep wasn't exactly what I had in mind. Baby, I've been lonely.
Palmer: Vanessa, you've been acting very strangely. You've been up to something.
Vanessa: Of course I am, darling. I want a cozy night with my gorgeous husband. Palmer, you know how I am when I get in the mood, don't you, darling?
Palmer: No, darling. I'm really -- I'm really feeling restless. Anyway, I want to go see Erica. Now, you just go to bed if you want to and don't wait up for me.
Vanessa: Oh, thank God. I am certainly not up for a conjugal romp in the hay. So, on to Plan B. Find someone to remove the remains.
Palmer: That woman distracted me so, I forgot my scarf
Opal: I never -- I never thought in a million years that -- well, I'm so happy for you. I mean, I'm so happy that you want to sing again because you really have a gift and you ought to be sharing it. But, Hank, I -- I can't just pick up and run around the world with you.
Hank: Why not?
Opal: Well, I guess because Pine Valley is my home and it's my son's home.
Hank: Well, then, I won't go on the tour. I'll stay here. I mean, there's plenty of places I can sing around here. Philly's not that far away.
Opal: Hank -- Hank, please, stop.
Hank: You don't feel the same way about us that I do.
Opal: No, it isn't that.
Hank: Well, what is it? Let me guess -- I have a suspicion that you've got some unfinished business with your ex-husband.
Opal: I don't know what to say.
Hank: I think he was a fool to ever let you go.
Opal: How -- how is it you do this to me?
Mateo: What boy are you talking about?
Simone: What was that all about?
Mateo: Damned if I know. I mean, you heard it. I asked him some things, and he just went on and on and started talking about some boy.
Simone: What boy?
Mateo: I don't have a clue. But when I look at him, I don't see -- I don't see Proteus at all. I see somebody who's hurting real bad.
Kendall: Well, Ryan, it's always nice chatting with you. I always come away feeling so much better about myself. Whatever else I may be, at least I'm not you.
Ryan: I'm no coward.
[Car tires squeal]
Ryan: Hey, hey -- slow down!
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Mia: I hope your wish was extravagantly appropriate.
Anna: We've never -- never all done something together.
David: We could, you know --
Leo: Hang out?
David: Would it kill us?
Vanessa: Palmer, I've done a terrible, terrible thing.