AMC Transcript Tuesday 1/29/02

 

All My Children Transcript Tuesday 1/29/02

By Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

Dixie: Tad and I are going to the Caribbean.

Tad: It's a third divorce.

Joe: Your research project overrun, David.

David: You want the cash? I'll go write a check from my personal account by the end of the day.

Bianca: I didn't kill Frankie. She focused the investigation on herself and away from me. That's why she called Kendall.

Ryan: Erica did it to you again. She beat you at your own game.

Anna: Um -- hello?

Jake: What do you want, Anna?

Anna: This is David’s office. What are you looking for?

Jake: Why do you care?

Anna: I want to know what the hell you think you're doing going through David’s private files.

Jake: Well, Anna, if you feel this need to tell your boyfriend what I'm up to, just go right ahead. In case you haven't noticed, I don't give a damn.

Anna: What's your secret? Huh? No, really. I mean, everyone else in this town seems to have one. What's yours?

David: Yes, Michael, I know. Well, then, I guess I'm going to have to take the loss. Listen to me. I need to raise some cash, okay, and this is the way that I want to do it. I realize that the market is down, but I need you to sell those stocks so that I can draw on that cash by the end of the business day. You got that? Because the hospital I work for is all over me like a wet shirt. Okay? Thank you.

David: It's all going to be worth it because it's all for you, Dixie.

Dixie: Oh.

[Dixie laughs]

Tad: Ah.

Dixie: Oh. Hey, towels. Great. Oh, my God. You're soaked.

Tad: Yeah.

Dixie: Here.

Tad: Thank you for noticing. That was fun.

Dixie: Well, that guy seemed to know what he was doing, right?

Tad: Yeah. Sure.

Dixie: Funny way to make a living.

Tad: I don't know. Maybe they have so many of those people floating around the island wanting a quickie divorce that they kind of need somebody to keep all the details straight, you know?

Dixie: I -- I kind of trusted him. Did you?

Tad: I'm sure he'll be fine. It's just it's all so, you know, organized.

Dixie: It seems very civilized.

Tad: All neat and tidy. It's just too bad that we're here to do something so --

Dixie: Yeah, I know. Listen; is your room on this floor?

Tad: Yeah. Yeah, as a matter of fact, it is. It's right across the hall. It's 1097. So if you want to talk about anything --

Dixie: No, I just --

Tad: All you got to do --

Dixie: I -- I think you should go.

Tad: Now?

Dixie: Yeah. I mean, we're not here on a vacation, Tad. We're here to get a divorce.

Tad: I know. I remember.

Dixie: So, what are you thinking? You know, we're going to hang out, share a bottle of wine, talk about what might have been, and then you can try to convince me that we should give it another go? Is that the plan?

Tad: So, sue me. I guess I can't help myself, you know? I don't want this, remember?

Dixie: I knew that. I knew -- I knew I should have taken care of this myself. I could've come here myself and done it, and I just could've sent you the paper.

Tad: No, I wouldn't have signed them. Come on, okay? Can we please just try to stay calm?

Dixie: No, no. Don't, don't, Tad. Don’t. It's just not fair. Oh, my God!

Tad: What?

Dixie: Tad, you got to –

Bianca: You are unbelievable.

Erica: Bianca --

Bianca: Mom, no, don't -- don't start that, okay? I -- we can't just flick a switch and go back to normal -- whatever that is, Mom.

Erica: Honey, they're not going to convict me.

Bianca: Just stop it, okay? Stop it.

Erica: Bianca, I know that you're bruised. I know that -- that you wish that this could have been done in a cleaner, clearer way. And I know that you are very upset because what you went through on that witness stand -- that traumatized you. But now you know. So now you don't have to feel --

Bianca: Mom, you --

Erica: So --

Bianca: You thought that I killed Frankie. You thought that I shot her and left her there to die alone and ran off. You thought that I did it and blocked it out and let you take the blame for it.

Erica: Oh, no, Honey. I never thought you --

Bianca: Oh, don't! Stop it! Stop it. Please, stop it. I -- I'm not a baby. I -- I'm not a scared little girl who needs to be coddled.

Erica: I know that. I know that.

Bianca: Do you, Mom?

Erica: Yes.

Bianca: Yeah? Who did you think I was when you decided that I murdered Frankie?

Erica: I thought that you were traumatized.

Bianca: You thought I was a cold-blooded murderer. Admit it. And start treating me like the person that you thought that I was two hours ago.

Ryan: Kendall! Kendall! Kendall!

[Pounding on door]

Ryan: Kendall?

[Ryan groans]

Ryan: All right. Okay.

Dixie: No, no -- Tad, please, please, put me down. I'm fine. I think I just panicked.

Tad: You didn't panic. You nearly passed out.

Dixie: No, I think I asked you to leave.

Tad: Yeah, and then you nearly passed out. What do you expect me to do, go back to my room and order a movie and a piña colada?

Dixie: Okay, all right. I didn't want to tell you this.

Tad: Tell me what? What are you talking about?

Dixie: Because I didn't want you to use this against me.

Tad: Use what -- I wouldn't use anything against you --

Dixie: Would you just listen to me for 10 seconds? This is taking a toll on me, okay? I'm not happy about divorcing you. I'm not happy that we're here to end our marriage. So I'm having some problems eating, okay, and I'm not exactly getting a lot of sleep. And I'm basically kind of a nervous wreck, but -- none of that is abnormal. None of that is different than anybody who would find themselves in the same situation. Do you know what I'm saying? It doesn't mean that I don't want to divorce you. Do you hear me?

Tad: I hear you. I hear you loud and clear. But I want you to understand -- what I need to hear is you are physically all right, and preferably from somebody with an M.D. after their name.

Dixie: Oh, Tad, for God's sake --

Tad: Would you just be rational? What is so damned wrong about me getting on the phone, seeing if the hotel has some doctor on staff, and just having him --

Dixie: Don’t.

Tad: Check your blood pressure?

Dixie: Don't, okay? I'm healthy enough to divorce you. Do you understand me?

Tad: Are you so anxious to get rid of me that you're willing to risk your health to do it?

Jake: I don't have any secrets, Anna. David's behind on his paperwork, and I need this.

Anna: You're a lousy spy, and you're an even worse liar.

Jake: Uh-huh. Well, you ought to know. You lay your head down every night next to the world's best liar, don't you?

Anna: Nice. David isn't doing anything wrong.

Jake: Really? Come on, Anna. You don't think David has one or 50 secrets from you.

Anna: That has nothing to do with me catching you red-handed going through his personal papers.

Jake: You're the one who said he didn't do anything wrong. If there's nothing to find, there's nothing to worry about, right?

[Phone rings]

Jake: Jake Martin.

Tad: Jake, it's me.

Jake: Hey, hey, listen -- you still down in the --

Tad: Yeah. Yeah, we're here. And Dixie’s sick.

Jake: Sick? What's wrong?

Tad: I don't know. I'm not sure yet. I'm starting to get a little freaked out. We got the hotel doctor up here taking a look at her, but he needs -- he wants to look at her medical history, her records, ASAP. Can you do that for me?

[Kendall coughs]

Ryan: You all right? Kendall?

Kendall: Is this your idea of foreplay, Lavery?

[Kendall coughs]

Ryan: Very nice. Nice. I save you again, and this -- this is the thanks I get.

[Kendall coughs]

Ryan: Now my room won't burn down, too.

Kendall: You should join the fire department. That's very in.

Ryan: I guess there's no line that you won't cross, you -- you ungrateful, you careless, little pain in the --

Kendall: "Careless"? You're going to blame this on me?

Ryan: Come on, Kendall. I smelled alcohol on your breath, all right?

Kendall: Ugh. I cannot even believe you went near my mouth.

Ryan: You weren't breathing, Kendall! And, yes, you did this. You -- you got hammered. You almost burned down this place.

Kendall: This is not my fault.

Ryan: Oh. Wait a minute. I get it. Erica's responsible, right? Again?

Erica: Bianca, don't say such terrible things, please.

Bianca: Like what? What -- what was all that lying and manipulating and storytelling about, Mom? It was a front to cover for me because you were absolutely 100% convinced that I was the one who killed Frankie. You decided that I killed her from the second that you walked into her room and saw her lying on the floor!

Erica: Bianca, listen to me. Everything pointed to you. I mean, I hated that it did, but it all did.

Bianca: Mom, you were the only one who came up with that conclusion. Nobody else did.

Erica: Well, neither one of us knows if that is true. But what I do know is that you couldn't remember anything. So, I mean, well, what was I supposed to think that that meant?

Bianca: That -- that somebody that I loved had been shot dead in her bedroom, somebody that I was starting to build a life with, Mom. But instead you went straight to me as the shooter.

Erica: Look, I thought that you fought with Frankie, that she had a gun, and that it probably went off by mistake and that you were traumatized by the whole thing --

Bianca: Oh --

Erica: And then you just -- that you -- you blocked it all out. I mean, you asked that of yourself the minute you came to.

Bianca: Do you know why? You made me feel guilty from the minute that you -- that I woke up in the hospital --

Erica: I made you feel guilty?

Bianca: After the accident -- yes!

Erica: What?

Bianca: Yes. You did your damage control thing. You -- you -- you started telling me what I was thinking and what I was feeling from the first second. You never gave me a chance to remember what happened. You wanted me to forget!

Erica: I wanted to protect you!

Bianca: Oh, bull! You wanted to control me, and you didn't trust me.

Erica: No, no, and no!

Bianca: Yes, yes, yes! I -- you just -- you thought poor Calamity Bianca, once again, needing a -- needing a rescue, needing to be saved.

Erica: You stop this right now. I love you more than I love myself. I did what I did to keep you safe and to keep you out of prison and to give you a chance for happiness and to give you all the love that I have to give you. Don't you understand that?

Bianca: Yes, I do. And I have a request.

Erica: What?

Bianca: Keep it. I don't want that kind of love.

Tad: She's got a temperature. It keeps going up and up. And for a moment there, she completely lost her sense of equilibrium.

Jake: Anything else? Chest pains, rapid heart beat?

Tad: I don't know. He's checking her pulse right now.

Doctor: Your pulse is a little fast, Miss.

Tad: Yeah, he says it's elevated. Listen, initially, this guy, he didn't think it was such a big deal. But then when I went into Dixie’s history with, you know, heart problems, he said he wanted her file faxed down here as soon as possible.

Jake: Okay. All right. I'm going to get that down right to you right away.

Tad: Thank you very much.

Jake: Are you okay?

Tad: Oh, yeah. So far it's been a ball.

Jake: All right, look, I'm going to have Dixie’s cardiologist call down there and do a consult with the doctor at the hotel. What's his name?

Tad: Uh -- Kincaid -- Dr. Kincaid.

Jake: Okay. All right, I got it. Listen; just stay calm, all right? She could have a virus that has nothing to do with any of this.

Tad: I know, I know.

Jake: All right, so just keep me posted.

Tad: Will do.

Anna: You're not going to consult David?

Jake: Anna, David hasn't been Dixie’s doctor for over a year.

Anna: No. No. Well, best not to involve him, then.

Jake: Cathy. Yes, Jake Martin. Can you pull Dixie Martin's file for me and page Dr. Johanssen? And page me back as soon as you reach him, please. All right, thanks a lot.

Dixie: Thank you for coming, Dr. Kincaid, but I think it's just a little heat exhaustion.

Dr. Kincaid: She should stay as hydrated as possible.

Tad: Okay.

Dr. Kincaid: I'll look at her files when they come down to see if there's any more cause for concern.

Dixie: Well, there isn’t. And, Doctor, if you could take Mr. Martin with you when you go.

Tad: Dixie --

Dixie: Tad, I'm fine.

Dr. Kincaid: I don't think you should be alone.

Tad: Thank you.

Dixie: I don't need anybody here --

Dr. Kincaid: I believe you do, ma'am. Let your husband stay through the night.

Tad: Thank you, Dr. Kincaid.

[Kendall coughs]

Kendall: It really is Erica’s fault. I don't give a damn if you think otherwise.

Ryan: Come on, Kendall. You almost burned down the place, and then you pass out with a bottle of wine in your hand?

Kendall: Champagne.

Ryan: And this is Erica’s fault?

Kendall: Yes, it is. If she hadn't called me to be her patsy in her little trial/revenge plan, I wouldn't be in this stupid town again, okay? And don't start on me. She used me.

Ryan: Yes, she used you, Kendall. But she didn't use you for revenge. She used you to save her daughter -- her other daughter, her nice daughter.

Kendall: Yeah, the only daughter she has that matters.

Ryan: And whose fault is that?

Kendall: Not mine. Look, that little brat has been showered with gifts and prizes since the day she had her royal birth. I was thrown away. There's a little difference there.

Ryan: Yeah, you weren't really, exactly thrown away. You were legally adopted by two people who were old enough to care for you.

Kendall: Mm-hmm. Blah, blah, blah. Oh, God. Man!

Ryan: Hey --

Kendall: Man, it reeks in here. Jeez. Nice. This used to be a sweater.

Ryan: Do you have any idea what almost happened in here?

Kendall: Do you have any idea what it's like to be sold out by your own mother, twice?

Ryan: Sweetheart -- sweetheart, the whole reason you're here in the first place is because you wanted to pull a number on your own mother.

Kendall: A what?

Ryan: Yes, she used you. She used you to save Bianca. But the only reason you agreed to go along with it is because you wanted to screw her over, and you almost did.

Kendall: Look, you have no idea why I'm here, okay?

Ryan: Come on, Kendall. I know exactly why you're -- the whole town knows why you're here.

Kendall: Yeah, yeah, thanks to her. Thanks to her -- her spin-doctors. You know, I'm painted the villain here, and that lying, manipulative hate bomb comes out looking like Joan of Ark.

Ryan: You really are fascinating.

Kendall: I'm glad you think so.

Ryan: No, no, no, I'm serious. Really. I've never met anybody who would get so upset because her own mother isn't responsible for a murder. Wow. You see this?

Kendall: Give me that. It's --

Ryan: This doll that you carry around with you all the time -- which, by the way, is very weird. It's pretty messed up, right? Well, if I hadn't have been walking by and seen the smoke coming from beneath your door, you and your little dolly here --

Kendall: Okay, okay, okay, I get it!

Ryan: Do you? Do you get it you almost died? You did. You almost died. And all you can focus on is how much you despise your mother.

Kendall: Look, you don't know what I've been through.

Ryan: All right, how's this? Think about this for a minute. What if you had died here today? Would anyone have a kind word to say about you or the way you led your life? Anyone?

Kendall: Hey.

Ryan: Or would your tombstone read something like this -- "Here Lies Kendall Hart."

Kendall: Shut up!

Ryan: "She almost got revenge on her mean, old Mommy."

Erica: How could you say these horrible things to me?

Bianca: You know, I've been waiting around for you to turn into somebody that I could believe in, and then you go and do this.

Erica: Are you trying to hurt me? Is that what this is about now?

Bianca: Can I just ask you one question? Did you honestly believe that you could will me to forget everything that happened on the night that Frankie died?

Erica: I was willing to try.

Bianca: God, you are unreal!

Erica: I'm unreal? Excuse me, I am very real. I have spent time in that prison. I am very, very real. I seem to be completely misunderstood by you, by Chris --

Bianca: Mom, you manipulated an entire trial to get it to go your way. Didn't you think about what that would mean and who would get hurt?

Erica: Every single day. And still I was willing to do it!

Bianca: Mom, Frankie's murderer is still out there, and it's your fault.

Erica: I did what I did to save you.

Bianca: Mom, did you really think that if you pulled this off that you would still have me? That if you got me to believe that you had killed Frankie that it would just be Mommy and me forever? Is that -- is that really what you thought? You were willing to destroy us to do this.

Erica: I was willing to risk your love to keep you from going to prison for the rest of your life. Yes. You never would have made it.

Bianca: Ah. There it is.

Erica: What?

Bianca: That's the truth.

Erica: What are you talking about?

Bianca: Not only am I weak, I'm a loser.

Erica: I have never said that. Don't put words in my mouth.

Bianca: I am your gay, anorexic, loser daughter --

Erica: No!

Bianca: Right?

Erica: No!

Bianca: Everything that you did -- all this sacrifice -- everything that you did for me out of love?

Erica: Yes, it was.

Bianca: Oh, no, it wasn't love, Mom. You were ashamed of me.

Erica: How can you stand there and say that to me?

Bianca: You have always been ashamed of me!

Erica: Didn't I fire Chris and take that -- I've never been ashamed of you, and I took that witness stand --

Bianca: You wanted to have --

Erica: And I told everybody in this courtroom and you how proud I am of you --

Bianca: You would have rather everybody think that you were a murderer than that you had raised two ruined daughters.

Erica: What are you talking about? And why would you bring Kendall into this?

Bianca: Oh, why not, Mom? You did.

Chris: Excuse me.

Erica: Oh, Chris. Oh, I'm sorry. I -- I -- I need some more time with Bianca.

Chris: You don't have it.

Erica: What?

Chris: I just got word. Jury's reached a verdict.

Tad: You know you're shaking? You starting to feel like you got chills?

Dixie: Just a little.

Tad: Really? You feel like your fever's spiking --

Dixie: Please, you are driving me crazy. Wind's picking up out there.

Tad: Yeah, I know. I guess we've gone from --

Dixie: Oh, Tad, stop.

Tad: A nice Caribbean drizzle to a tropical storm. You want to watch TV?

Dixie: Sure, great. Oh, come on. Nice.

Tad: I guess the storm took out the cable.

Dixie: Well, turn it off.

[Tad turns TV off]

Dixie: So.

Tad: So. You hungry?

Dixie: No, not in the least.

Tad: I am. I'm starving. Let's crank this puppy up, see what they got in here. What do you say, huh? Yes! Score! Look at this -- we have little tiny bottles of champagne. That is so cool. They got everything in here. They got candy bars. They got pretzels, chips. Scotch, gin, soda, and a hunk of cheese. This is great. This is like an American dream refrigerator.

Dixie: Yes, Tad Martin's dream refrigerator.

Tad: Absolutely. I'm not kidding. If they got a pizza in here, I'm all set. Just terrific. Awesome. Oatmeal cookies. Tomato juice. What do you think?

David: Hey. Where have you been?

Anna: Sorry?

David: Well, I called you hours ago to get you up here.

Anna: Are you actively working to confuse me?

David: No.

Anna: It's just that one moment that you tell me that you can't trust me and the next you summon me here for what any woman with a pulse can see is a seduction.

David: Do you not want to be seduced, then?

Anna: No, I didn't say that. What I don't want is to be scrutinized by the man I'm sleeping with.

David: I'm not doing that.

Anna: What do you want from me, exactly?

David: How about what we have, what works.

Anna: But that means that everything I know and see I have to tell you or else I'm keeping you in the dark, right?

David: Do you know something, Anna? Is there something you've seen?

Anna: Yeah, actually, as a matter of fact, there is.

David: Really? Is that why it took you so long to get up here?

Anna: I found Jake Martin in your office going through your personal papers, all right?

[David chuckles]

[Judge pounds gavel]

Judge: Madam Foreman, has the jury reached its verdict?

Woman: Yes, Your Honor.

Judge: Will the defendant please rise? What say you?

Woman: In the case of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania versus Erica Kane, the charge of murder, second degree, the jury finds the defendant not guilty.

[Gallery murmurs]

Judge: I'd like to thank the jury for its time and considered effort. Ms. Kane, you are free to go. This court is dismissed.

[Judge pounds gavel]

Bailiff: All rise.

Erica: Chris, Bianca just walked out. What do we do?

Chris: "We"?

Erica: Chris, don't be like that. Please, I need your help.

Chris: Lady, you waited a hell of a long time to ask me for anything real. I'll be damned if I say yes now.

Erica: Chris, please.

Chris: Go on, Ms. Kane. Time to rebuild your empire.

David: So what did he do when you caught him there?

Anna: Nothing. I mean, honestly, he didn't seem to care.

David: That's because he's so pompous and self-righteous, it fuels his engine. So, what else happened while you were there? Did his daddy call him and tell him to come to dinner?

Anna: No, nothing else happened. Um -- you don't care, either?

David: No, I don’t. I have all my files, all my disks right here.

Anna: But what if Jake's next stop is the cabin?

David: Well, that's not possible.

Anna: Why?

David: Well, because that would imply that Jake Martin is actually clever, and we both know that's not true. So, are you going to kiss me anytime soon or what?

Anna: I don't know.

David: I'd advise in favor of it.

Anna: Oh, well, in that case.

Jake: What does David need with all these tests? This has nothing to do with our research project. Nothing at all.

Chris: Press all handled?

Erica: They were asking for a statement from my attorney.

Chris: Why? It was your show from start to finish -- almost.

Erica: Is this it for us, Chris?

Chris: Well, I believe I recall you mentioning that you hated me not too long ago.

Erica: Oh, I was just upset, Chris. I was very upset with what you were doing to Bianca on the witness stand.

Chris: No, no, you were upset that I was undoing your plan.

Erica: I didn't think it could turn out like this.

Chris: And what way is that?

Erica: Bianca free.

Chris: Why -- why are you incapable of telling the truth? I mean, what do you have to swear on to do it? A Bible didn't work.

Erica: I swear on my feelings for you.

Chris: Oh, please. Put a lid on that before you even start with it, Erica. Please!

Erica: Look, Bianca doesn't believe that I did what I did for her. I could really use some backup, Chris. I could really use you on my side.

Chris: "Use." "Use." Hmm. But now you're asking me for my help.

Erica: Yes.

Chris: Too late.

Erica: Chris, I did what I had to do.

Chris: I get that.

Erica: Well, then, what is the problem?

Chris: "The problem"? You know I would've thrown myself under a train for you. Erica, all -- you know, all you had to do was tell me what you were trying to do to save Bianca and I would've helped you gladly, but -- but you didn't trust me. You lie as easily as I breathe.

Erica: Chris, please don't say that.

Chris: Just -- just listen to me for once and hear what I have to say. I gave up a lot of my life because of lies a woman told me. I broke the rules about the way I did my job. I crossed over the lines of my -- of my principles and my values, and I swore I would never let that happen again, no matter how deep or how real my feelings were for someone.

Erica: I love you, Chris. My feelings for you are real.

Chris: "Real"? You don't know what real is. You would sell your own mother down the river to get what you want.

Erica: If you believe that, then you don't know me. You don't know me at all.

Chris: You're right. I don't know nothing.

Erica: Chris, please don't go. I love you, Chris. Before, everything was standing in our way, and now nothing is standing in our way. Please, Chris, you can't just walk out on that.

Chris: Lady, you watch me.

Erica: No, Chris, please don't --

Reporters: Ms. Kane! Ms. Kane!

Kendall: It hasn't been easy, you know -- for me.

Ryan: Everyone has pain, Kendall. Everyone.

Kendall: I'd trade mine for yours.

Ryan: Hmm. You don't even know who I am.

Kendall: Thank you for -- for saving me.

Ryan: Is that real?

Kendall: Yeah. You might even call it sincere.

Ryan: Look, I know you got shafted royally.

Kendall: I did. I really did.

Ryan: I'm not siding with your here, Kendall. I'm just -- I'm saying that we all get screwed all the time. That's life. It happens. And the people that dwell on it and play victim, that -- they get nowhere. But the people that rise above it, change their own lives, they get whatever they want.

Kendall: So, oh wise one, what do you do when the world spits on you just because it can?

Ryan: I'm still perfecting that one. But I do know this -- it's a lot easier to sleep at night when you don't let those other people get to you.

[Phone rings]

Anna: Oh, no, no, no. Don't answer that or else I'll get dressed.

David: It could be the hospital.

[Ring]

Anna: Oh -- okay, so just listen to the message and then decide, all right?

[Answering machine beeps]

Man: Dr. Hayward, this is Dr. Johanssen. I promised you I would call you whenever there was a change in Dixie Martin's condition.

David: Yes, yes. Hello, I'm right here. What's going on? She's where? All right, wait a second. Did you speak with this doctor? Okay, tell me something -- did he say that she had a fever? Damn it! All right -- uh -- do you have the name of the hotel? Okay. Do you have the number? All right, thank you. No, but faxing him her records isn't going to be enough, believe me. Thank you.

Anna: Hello? Still here.

David: I got to get out of here.

Anna: I don't think so.

David: Anna, this is very important.

Anna: So is this.

Dixie: No, I -- I -- I can't do this with you sitting there staring at me in that chair all night long.

Tad: Well, considering you won't let me in that bed with you, then you don't have a choice.

Dixie: You know --

Tad: Dixie, come on, okay? Look, I'm just worried about you, Honey. That's all. That's all it is. I'm not trying to make it any more than that.

Dixie: In 48 hours, we're going to be divorced. And I'm going to have to get my own aspirin and take my own temperature then, okay?

Tad: You're absolutely right.

Dixie: Thank you. So, do you mind maybe going back to your room and not worrying about me?

Tad: Yes. You said it yourself -- we'll be divorced in 48 hours. And as such, until that time, you are still my wife and I'm not leaving your side. Clear?

Kendall: What the hell are you doing here, Bianca?

Bianca: What -- what -- what happened in here?

Ryan: Oh, Kendall happened.

Kendall: Look, I didn't do anything, okay? Shouldn't you be in court holding Mommy's hand? You did so much to help her stay out of jail.

Bianca: So you didn't hear?

Kendall: They found her guilty?

Bianca: No. She was cleared of all charges.

Ryan: Down, girl.

Kendall: Oh, my God. She -- she pulled it off. The two of you pulled it off!

Bianca: Well, I knew you'd be upset.

Kendall: "Upset"? She totally used me to cover for you.

Bianca: I know. I know, Kendall. I think it stinks. That's why I'm here. I want you to know that I'm --

Kendall: Hold it right there. If you come any closer to me, Sister, with that stupid pity party face of yours, I swear I will re-light the fire in this place and bring us both down. Got it?

[Erica sobs]

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

Kendall: You so want me, it hurts.

Erica: I can't seem to live my life without you, and I'm thinking that the same is probably true for you.

David: I need the first available flight to the Caribbean Islands.

Dixie: I'm so scared.

Tad: I know.

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