All My Children Transcript Monday 1/28/02
>> Previously on "All My Children" --
Vanessa: I want to sing.
Mateo: You want to sing?
Vanessa: Yes. Entertain.
Vanessa: For the longest time, I've felt that you and I would eventually end up working side by side.
Kendall: Right about now, the jury foreman is saying guilty. No more Erica.
Bianca: I remember.
Mateo: Greenlee, what was that you said about Vanessa --what went down with Vanessa?
Greenlee: Mateo, she went postal. She grabbed me and tried to shove me out the door. If the club needs a bouncer, that dame's got muscle.
Mateo: Why'd she do that?
Greenlee: Because she had a date with her boy toy and I was cramping her style.
Mateo: So, you said this -- this went down around 7:00?
Greenlee: Sharp. The horny old bat kept looking at the clock like her whole life depended on it.
Simone: What happened?
Mateo: Nothing. I stayed there just like Proteus wanted me to, followed orders, and nothing happened.
Leo: Mother, this -- this delusion about being a lounge singer -- what the hell are you talking about? This --
Vanessa: Leo, look at them over there. They are talking about me.
Leo: Didn't you always say it's when they stop talking when you're in trouble?
Vanessa: It's your fiancťe, Greenlee. She's spreading poison.
Leo: Forget Greenlee.
Vanessa: Well, would that I could. Darling, please, just go over there, speak up for your poor, defenseless mother.
Leo: Oh. Please, Vanessa. You're as defenseless as a cruise missile.
Mateo: Here you go. Thanks a lot. All right, so -- so tell me about Vanessaís boyfriend, the chauffeur.
Greenlee: His name is Larry something.
Greenlee: The Cortlandts' chauffeur/ex-hired muscle?
Greenlee: Yeah. Jake said the guy who beat Leo up did mostly invisible damage -- the way a pro would do it.
Mateo: Well, why would she hang out with a creep like that?
Kendall: Hmm. The guilty verdict's a slam-dunk. Erica rises, faces a jury of her peers. Hmm. How perfect is that -- Miss High and Mighty brought down by her not-so-adoring public, with an added assist from me. Ha! Oh, I love it when life works out.
Val: Kendall Hart.
Kendall: And you are?
Val: The guy who's going to kick you out of here.
Kendall: Dream on, Sweetie.
Val: I've got orders from Ms. Kane dating back to your first reign of terror. You are persona non grata.
Kendall: "Persona non grata"? Is that Latin for winner?
Val: If Ms. Kane finds you here, she will be livid.
Kendall: Ms. Kane is being fitted for the latest in cellblock chic. Day-Glo jump suits are what cold-blooded killers are wearing these days.
Val: Oh. Kendall, you -- you're not very up on your current events, are you? I just heard the jury came back with a verdict, but Ericaís lawyer introduced some new evidence that just may prove her innocent.
Kendall: No way. No. Mommy is not getting away with murder -- not this time.
Bianca: You didn't kill her, Mom, because -- because --
Judge: Ms. Kane --
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Restrain yourself, or I will hold you in contempt.
Erica: Please, Your Honor, please. My daughter doesn't know what she's saying. Please, I would like to have a recess.
Bianca: No, no! It's okay. I have to do this now.
Judge: Return to your seat now.
Chris: Bianca, tell us what you remembered.
Bianca: I was in the room, and Frankie was lying face down on the floor. And I was kneeling beside her, and I -- I turned her over.
Chris: Go on.
Bianca: There was a butterfly design on her shirt, and there was blood, and I -- she was so pale. I -- I tried to revive her --
Chris: Take your time, Bianca.
Bianca: I reached for her wrist so that I could take a pulse, and she was clutching something in her hand.
Chris: What was in her hand?
Bianca: It was the locket that I gave her.
Chris: You saw the locket the police found at your mother's house. Was it, in fact, the same one?
Bianca: Yes, it was. Frankie still had the locket. And my mother had not been there yet, and she was already dead.
Bianca: You didn't kill her, Mom. You didn't kill Frankie.
Erica: No, Bianca. Sweetheart, no. No, you -- you're confused, Honey, because of your concussion, because of your fall. You're not remembering correctly.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Ms. Kane, this is my final warning to you.
Erica: No, please, Your Honor. Please let me help my daughter.
Judge: Ms. Montgomery, are you in any need of assistance?
Bianca: No, Your Honor, I -- it's -- it's all coming back to me -- all of it.
Erica: Please, let -- let me get my daughter at least a glass of water. Please let her -- she needs time. She needs a little time to pull herself together.
Kendall: What the hell happened? Why is Binky back on the stand? The jury was ready to hang Erica.
Ryan: She's got her memory back -- enough to clear Erica of murder.
Kendall: No. This is not happening.
Bianca: I don't get it, Mom. Why would you say that you killed her when you -- when you didn't?
Erica: Bianca, what's done is done. Just let it go.
Bianca: I can't let it go, Mom. For Frankie's sake, I canít.
Jack: Your honor, if you would, I think now would be a good time to advise Ms. Montgomery of her right to an attorney.
Judge: Ms. Montgomery, it would be advisable that you consult with a lawyer before continuing.
Bianca: Why do I need a lawyer?
Judge: You may say something on this witness stand to incriminate yourself.
Bianca: The truth can't hurt me, Mom, can it? Can it? Oh, my God. You lied because I did it. You lied to protect me because -- because I killed her. I killed Frankie.
Kendall: Liar! This is nothing but a big act to save Ericaís lying behind!
Greenlee: Remember Vanessaís last boy toy, Paolo? The faux Italian with the coke habit?
Mateo: Oh, yeah, real lowlife.
Greenlee: Yeah, well, Vanessaís got a taste for dangerous men.
Simone: What happened to Paolo?
Greenlee: Deader than a doornail. Vanessa should come with a Surgeon General's warning. Getting close to her is a risky business.
Vanessa: Oh, dear Mateo, I hope you're not listening to idle gossip.
Greenlee: Vanessa, slither back under your rock.
Vanessa: You see there? You see how she abuses her future mother-in-law?
Greenlee: We were having a private conversation.
Vanessa: Backbiting, no doubt. You see, Greenlee has a propensity to exaggerate wildly, so I could only imagine what horrible tale she's been telling you. Well, what has she been saying?
Greenlee: Nothing but the truth.
Leo: Mother -- you ditched me.
Greenlee: Your mother's been eavesdropping.
Vanessa: I have been protecting my reputation.
Greenlee: Way too late for that, Honey.
Vanessa: You know, I don't have to stand here and be humiliated like this -- really, Greenlee! And besides that, you are -- you are jeopardizing my singing career!
Greenlee: Singing career? Lady, are you doing drugs?
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Ms. Hart, you are out of order!
Ryan: Hey, why don't you sit down and shut up? That would be a good --
Kendall: No, Bianca is lying! Can't you see that? Erica's guilty! She confessed! This is just another stunt she cooked up to avoid doing hard time.
Judge: Ms. Hart, I am not going to tell you again.
Kendall: Playing her daughter as a get-out-of-jail card.
Bianca: You're the one she played, Kendall.
Kendall: No way.
Bianca: Yeah, look at it. You're the last person on earth that my mother would call on for help, but she did. She did it because she knew that she could count on you to make her look even more guilty.
Kendall: You are such a liar. Erica called me because she --
Bianca: Because she was desperate to protect me.
Kendall: Because she needed me. Tell her, Erica. Tell her about the phone call in the middle of the night. You told me I was the only one you could turn to. Bianca couldn't do anything. Only I could help you. Tell her!
Bianca: She used you to save me.
Chris: Your Honor, I request that Ms. Hart be removed from the courtroom.
Judge: Bailiff, remove Ms. Hart.
Ryan: Wait. She's got as much right to be here as you do. With your rap sheet, where do you get off?
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Remove Ms. Hart and her disruptive friend right now. Remove them from the courtroom.
Vanessa: Drugs? Me -- please. I hardly take an aspirin.
Greenlee: There has to be some reason you're acting so crazy.
Vanessa: All true artists are temperamental, dear.
Greenlee: That tantrum you threw in your hotel room was beyond artistic.
Leo: Is this because Palmer threw you out? I don't understand.
Vanessa: Oh, it -- Leo, I have always imagined, you know, re-creating my singing career.
Leo: You -- you have?
Vanessa: Well, why is that so hard to imagine?
Leo: You have, like, no experience.
Vanessa: Experience, experience -- well, of course, you -- you're far too young to remember.
Greenlee: Remember what, your sell-out debut at Carnegie Hall?
Vanessa: This was years ago, my dear, in London, as a matter of fact. Marlene Dietrich had just opened in her smash, one-woman show, and, well, she had a party opening night at her flat. And Johnny Mercer was there, and he was playing the piano -- can you imagine? So Marlene and Judy and I all entertained.
Leo: You and -- and Marlene and Judy? I think that bonk on the head knocked something loose because --
Greenlee: Yeah, Vanessa, you need a major reality check.
Vanessa: "Reality check"? Fine. All right, Greenlee. What is my reality? My marriage is over, my boys shun me. I have nothing.
Greenlee: Yeah, what goes around comes around.
Vanessa: Fine. I won't expect any compassion from you. But you, Leo -- can't you at least try to put yourself in my place?
Greenlee: No, no, no, no, no, no. We don't want to go to that nasty place, now, do we, Leo?
Vanessa: Mateo, I apologize for -- you don't need this -- this gothic family portrait.
Mateo: No, it's -- it's quite all right.
Vanessa: No, no, it isn't, it isn't. I'm sure you have work to do. Besides, I -- I need a moment alone to talk to these two if you don't mind.
Mateo: Oh, yeah, sure. Sure.
Vanessa: All right, all right. I suppose I -- I -- I am acting just a little --
Greenlee: "A little"? Ha!
Vanessa: But don't you understand that I -- I need to protect my reputation. I need to build some self-esteem. I mean, I'm not going to walk through the Pine Valley lobby sneaking behind the potted palms while, you know, everyone -- I'm the brunt of everyone's joke.
Leo: Okay, okay, okay. I can see that.
Vanessa: Oh, can you? Then you can -- can you understand why I really need to reinvent myself?
Leo: Yes, Mother, I -- but can't you pick something -- I don't know -- a little more realistic as your new persona?
Vanessa: What do you mean, dear?
Leo: I mean, Mother, you're -- you're not Marlene or Judy or even Madonna. Pine Valley is not going to embrace you if you walk out onstage in a cone bra.
Greenlee: Excuse me. I'm going to go hurl.
Leo: What ever happened to the golden exit rule?
Vanessa: Oh, good, Darling. You haven't forgotten. I know when the jig is up -- "do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Go straight to the airport."
Leo: Yeah, your bags are packed, so what the hell's stopping you?
Vanessa: You, darling.
Vanessa: Yes. I just can't hoof it alone anymore. I canít. My charms are waning.
Leo: Well, it never stopped you before --
Vanessa: Leo --
Leo: So why is it stopping you now?
Vanessa: No, no, no, no, Darling. With you -- Leo, listen to me. Once we're out of here, I know where I can lay my hands on a great deal of money -- enough for both of us to live very comfortably.
Leo: Look, Vanessa --
Vanessa: Darling, think of it. Just think of it, think of it. Winters in Rio, summers in Deauville. We'll be taking care of each other. Oh, Leo. I can give you the world.
Leo: No, Mother. I already have the world.
Kendall: Get your paws off me.
Bailiff: Clear out. You two have caused enough trouble.
Kendall: Do me a favor, six-pack -- the next time you want to help me, don't.
Ryan: You see, you're not really mad at me.
Kendall: Hand me a loaded gun and find out.
Ryan: No, you're just all bent out of shape because Erica did it to you again. She beat you at your own game.
Kendall: Oh, please. You did not buy that pathetic dog-and-pony show.
Ryan: Come on, Kendall. The little plan you had to bury Erica didn't really work out too well. The little dance you did on her grave was a little premature.
Kendall: Who the hell are you to talk, huh? What are you even doing here?
Ryan: What, you think I'm here to see you?
Kendall: I know you're not. You don't give a damn about the trial or Erica or me. This is about you and the hate you've got for Chris Stamp. So don't you dare go all holier-than-thou on me. At least I have a reason to hate Erica -- she deserted me. What did Stamp ever do to you, huh? So chew on that, six-pack, and go to hell.
Chris: Bianca, you said that everything your mother has done since she found Frankie dead was to protect you.
Bianca: Yes, it had to be. She did everything that she could to make herself look guilty, to keep me safe. She -- she focused the investigation on herself and away from me. That's why she called Kendall -- because she knew that she could count on her to make trouble.
Chris: To -- to divert suspicion from you? To keep you from being implicated in Frankie's murder?
Bianca: It makes sense in a warped kind of way. I just -- I can't -- I can't picture it. I don't understand how I could do that. I loved Frankie.
Chris: Bianca, you said earlier -- you stated that you went back to the house to tell Frankie that you hated her.
Bianca: I did hate her that day.
Chris: Enough to kill her?
Erica: Oh, stop it, please, Chris. Please. Hasn't my daughter suffered enough? Do you have to go on torturing her?
Judge: Ms. Kane, you are on my last nerve.
Bianca: It's okay, Mom. I want to remember. I have to remember.
Bianca: I was furious with Frankie for betraying me. So I went back to the house, and the front door was open, and I walked up the steps, ready to have it out with her. But I -- I got to the door, and -- and I opened it up, and I saw her lying on the ground. And she wasn't moving, and I tried to wake her. And she -- she still wasn't moving, and there was -- there was -- there was all this blood and -- oh, my God! Oh, my God! She was dead when I got there.
Vanessa: Leo, darling, just a bit of motherly caution. Take a good, long, hard look at Greenlee before you give up your life for her.
Leo: I'm not -- I'm not giving up my life, Vanessa. I'm living it, finally.
Leo: With Greenlee by my side.
Greenlee: Honey, I got to get back to the office.
Vanessa: Well, run along, dear, please. We're having a wonderful time chatting. Oh, remember the Souffrants? Oh, they had that darling villa in Cape Ferrat, darling.
Greenlee: I hate to interrupt this stroll down memory lane, but Leo and I came together and we're leaving together.
Vanessa: Oh, Greenlee, will you please shut --
Greenlee: Unless you want to amaze us with your vocal stylings.
Vanessa: Shut up!
Leo: You shut up!
Leo: You're on your own, Mom.
Vanessa: So you're deserting me? My own flesh and blood. And all because of some vindictive little two-timer.
Leo: Way to bond
Greenlee: Good luck on your singing career, Vanessa.
Greenlee: Drop us a post card when you go on your "Diva From Hell" tour.
Simone: If looks could kill, Greenlee would be smoke.
Mateo: Am I crazy?
Simone: Yeah. What do you mean?
Mateo: You see that wild-eyed lady over there, all pathetic and desperate-looking?
Mateo: All right. I may -- I may be nuts, but I'm thinking that maybe Vanessa could be Proteus.
Kendall: Damn Erica! Damn Bianca. Damn, damn, damn!
Kendall: You go to hell, too.
Bianca: I didn't kill Frankie. It wasn't me.
Ronnie: Aren't you going to object?
Jack: No. There's no reason to.
Chris: Bianca, you're absolutely sure about what you saw?
Bianca: Yes, I'm sure. I'm -- I walked into the room, and she was lying dead on the floor. My heart stopped. Even though she had betrayed me, I -- I loved her and she was dead. It almost killed me, too.
Chris: So, then what did you do?
Bianca: I just ran. I -- I couldn't stand seeing her like that. She -- I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out, and I got into my car, and I just drove away. Frankie had always told me, "Donít ever look back." So I didnít. I just ran.
Chris: Your witness.
Jack: I have no questions.
Chris: The defense rests, Your Honor.
Bianca: I didn't do it.
Judge: Mr. Stamp, Mr. Montgomery, do either of you gentlemen wish to amend your closing statements?
Jack: No, Your Honor, the Commonwealth does not.
Chris: The last witness speaks for me, Your Honor.
Judge: Very well. Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, once again you are given this case for your deliberation and once again you are charged with determining whether or not ms. Erica Kane is guilty or not guilty in the murder of Mary Frances Stone. Now, I realize that today's proceedings have been a little -- let's say unorthodox. And I do realize that the last witness that you heard will be the freshest in your mind when you begin deliberations. But I caution you to accord all testimony you heard in this trial the same consideration. Review all of the evidence carefully, and I want you to determine your final verdict based on the merits of this case in its entirety. So charged. This court is adjourned until the jury returns with its verdict.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Bailiff: All rise.
Chris: Thank you.
Jack: Thank you.
Reporter: Ms. Montgomery, do you know who was --
Opal: Hey, hey, fellas, this is not the time. Just back off, okay? No comment. Just back off. Back off. Thank you.
Palmer: Erica -- I don't want to be crass and offer my congratulations. I know what this ordeal has cost you.
Erica: It was worth it. It's worth losing everything to protect my baby.
Bailiff: Got to take you back to your cell, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Oh, just one -- one moment, please? I need to speak to my daughter. Bianca?
Opal: Are you okay, honey?
Bianca: I keep seeing Frankie.
Opal: Well, it's a lot to take in.
Myrtle: Darling, it's over. That is the main thing.
Bianca: I don't -- I don't think it's over, Myrtle. I don't think it's ever going to be over.
Chris: What? What do you want to do, take a poke at me?
Chris: I thought you crossed me off your list.
Ryan: Yeah, I did. I did.
Chris: Okay, so, what are you doing down here in my face?
Ryan: I'm looking for something.
Chris: Like what?
Ryan: I don't know.
Chris: You don't know?
Chris: What are you doing down here?
Ryan: I said I don't know. Maybe I just came down just to see how you handle everything, see how low you would go.
Chris: No surprises?
Ryan: No. No surprises at all. You're still the same skank that I took you for. Harassing a high schooler -- very nice.
Opal: Come on, honey.
Myrtle: Darling, go -- go and talk to your mother. Go in.
Opal: She proved it in court, honey. She loves you more than her own life.
Leo: So the lights go down, and there's Vanessa in full tux, one stiletto on the bench doing her Dietrich impression. Can you imagine?
[Falsetto voice] Falling in love again what
Greenlee: That'll clear the club.
Leo: [Normal voice] I -- I just -- I don't get it. You know, she hates being seen as foolish.
Greenlee: Really? Who knew?
Leo: Oh, man.
Greenlee: You know what I'd pay to see again?
Greenlee: You standing up to the dragon lady.
Leo: I had to defend you, Greenlee.
Greenlee: You were awesome, Leo. But your mom's a problem that's not going to go away.
Leo: Well, then, we'll just ignore her.
Greenlee: I don't think that'll happen. Look at what happened tonight. Running interference for your mom could become a habit.
Leo: Yeah, well, I already told her to beat it for good.
Greenlee: Yeah. Yeah, we'll see if that happens. She'll probably be hiding under our bed on our honeymoon.
Leo: Come on. Could we just forget about her? She's already sucking up way too much of our quality time. I don't want to let that happen. I want to be the only one to rock your world.
Greenlee: I like the sound of that.
Leo: I got big plans for us, Greens.
Greenlee: I didn't know you made plans, Leo.
Leo: Well, I'm starting. When are you free?
Greenlee: I don't know.
Leo: Well, pick a night, any night.
Greenlee: Well, what did you have in mind?
Leo: Something large and romantic. A night you're never going to forget.
Leo: I promise that I'm going to surprise both of us. How's that?
Simone: Vanessa Cortlandt, Proteus. What makes you make that connection?
Mateo: Just thinking.
Simone: It's out there.
Mateo: All right, maybe she's not. Maybe she's just an accomplice for someone close to her.
Simone: I like it. Who?
Mateo: Maybe her husband, Palmer.
Simone: He kicked her out.
Mateo: Could be a front.
Mateo: How about her son, Hayward? He fits the profile, right?
Simone: Well, we can't really count anybody out at this point.
Mateo: Not even her driver.
Simone: Talk to him.
Mateo: He blew town.
Mateo: Yeah. And all these guys -- they have a connection to Vanessa.
Simone: Who totally does not fit the profile.
Mateo: All right, but what do we know? We know at 7:00 last night Proteus didn't call us like he was supposed to do.
Mateo: Then Vanessa throwing, you know, a hissy fit because Greenlee was in her house.
Mateo: Now, Proteus hasn't called since the aborted hit.
Simone: Keep talking.
Mateo: Not like him. He likes to keep close tabs. So maybe, you know, Vanessa coming in here and asking for a job is Proteus' way of keeping an eye on me.
Simone: Hmm. I don't know. It's a long shot.
Mateo: All right, well, let's reduce the odds.
Mateo: I have a proposition for you.
Palmer: Opal, may I have a word?
Opal: I was just getting water for Bianca. The poor thing is pretty shook up.
Palmer: Yes, I can imagine. So, you were in on Ericaís plan all along?
Opal: Well, I tried six ways to Sunday to talk her out of it, but you know Erica. She's stubborn as a mule. So I had to go along with it.
Palmer: Mm-hmm. There's something I'd like to say --
Opal: Now, listen here, you old goat. Don't you go pointing a bony finger at me, calling me all sorts of names for aiding and abetting, okay? Just save it and step out of my way.
Palmer: Opal, Opal -- I've always had a grudging respect for people who take the law in their own hands, providing the cause was justified. So, for what it's worth, I think you did the right thing.
Opal: Jackson? Jackson, so what's going to happen now?
Jack: Well, I believe Bianca. We just have to pray that the jury does as well.
Palmer: But they'll have to find Erica innocent.
Jack: Yeah. But we're still missing a piece of the puzzle. If neither Erica or Bianca killed Frankie Stone, then who did?
Vanessa: A proposition? Well, you have my undivided attention.
Mateo: You want to sing here? I'll give you a trial.
Vanessa: Oh, Mateo, you're not joking with me?
Mateo: No, it's the real deal.
Vanessa: Oh! Oh, Mateo, thank you, thank you, thank you. Oh, I promise you, you will not regret this.
Mateo: How soon can you start?
Vanessa: Let me check my date book.
Simone: Okay, bright eyes, what's the deal? You going to get Vanessa to sing her confession?
Mateo: No. If she's Proteus, I can keep an eye on her.
Vanessa: Oh -- all right, this is so exciting. I can't tell you. I've already been running my repertoire in my head. And I think I'll start with a little medley of Cole Porter with a little Gershwin thrown in. What do you think?
Mateo: Yeah, yeah. I'll let you handle the selections.
Vanessa: Oh, I'm sorry.
Mateo: Excuse me for a moment.
Vanessa: Oh, sure. I know exactly what I'll start with -- a nice funeral dirge. Greenlee Smythe's swan song.
Greenlee: Okay, Leo. I've got us down for a night of romance.
Leo: Wait. Before you put that thing away, find us a clear, sunny day sometime in the spring, would you?
Greenlee: Leo, this thing can calculate fat grams, but it can't predict the weather.
Leo: Well, I'm sure whatever day you pick is going to be very sunny, Greenlee, because that's the day we're going to get married. It's time to set a date, make it official.
Bailiff: Ms. Kane.
Erica: Oh -- please, could I just have one more moment? Please give me one more moment. I need to speak to my daughter. Do you have any children of your own?
Erica: Bianca, you were so brave up there on the witness stand. I was so afraid that -- that if you remembered -- that doesn't matter. None of that matters now because you didn't do it. You didn't kill Frankie. And I didn't, either. And I am innocent, and the jury's going to find me innocent. And they're going to come back in here, and they are going to free me. And we can put all this behind us, honey, finally.
Bianca: No -- stay away from me.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Dixie: Tad, you're going to have to help me --
Anna: What's your secret? I mean, everyone else in this town seems to have one. What's yours?
Erica: I need some more time with Bianca.
Chris: You don't have it. Jury's reached a verdict.