AMC Transcript Monday 7/8/02


All My Children Transcript Monday 7/8/02

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy 

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

Leo: David, hey, I hope you're not too busy. I think I just killed my future father-in-law.

Marius: Tell me where the money is, Vanessa.

Jack: Kendall is going to go away for a very long time unless you know something about this fire that you haven't told me.

Judge: Where's your client?

Trey: She's informed me she does not wish to fight this charge, Your Honor.

Kendall: I won't let them throw me away like a piece of trash.

Tim: Oh.

Mateo: Tim.

Tim: Hey. Love the teddy bear, man.

Mateo: How you doing?

Tim: Fine. Sore. How's Enzo?

Mateo: Came through surgery like a champ.

Tim: Does he like my liver?

Mateo: We're on watch-and-wait. Hayley's over there with him now.

Tim: You go, too. You and little grizzly.

Mateo: His name's Pedro.

Tim: Muchas gustas, Pedro.

Mateo: Oh, hey, before I forget, Hayley wanted me to phone Trevor, let him know that you aced the surgery.

Tim: Whoa, Mateo. Don't call my dad.

Hayley: How’s my big boy?

Nurse: He's doing great.

Hayley: Oh, good. Thank you. Hi, big boy. Now, where was I? Where were we in the story? Right, the vicious and evil fire-breathing dragon was headed for prince Lorenzo, but he wasn't afraid because he had his big, strong Sir Tim-man at his side to battle the evil dragon, and together they went off into the land of dreams to come. That's right.

Jake: Hayley? I have to ask you to leave.

Hayley: Why? Is something wrong with the baby?

Simone: I don't believe this is happening.

Leo: What do you mean, you don't believe this is happening? You're the one who brought it on, Simone.

Anna: Leo.

Leo: Anna. Hey.

Anna: What are you doing here?

Leo: Well, Roger's face sort of slammed into my fist.

Simone: Yeah.

Anna: Ah. Where's Greenlee?

Leo: She's at the Valley -- oh, my God, the Valley Inn. I'm supposed to be at the Valley Inn for the wedding rehearsal.

Anna: Okay, you need to call her.

Leo: No, you go, go, go. Give her some excuse. Give her some cover story. That's what you're best at.

Simone: No, I'm not leaving until Roger's okay.

Leo: Who cares about Roger!

Simone: I'm not going to allow this to come back and bite me.

Leo: Oh, nice, nice. Forget about Greenlee. Just think about yourself.

Simone: No, you have no idea what you're talking about, all right? Look, I -- I can't even think about facing Greenlee right now.

Leo: Maybe you should have thought about Greenlee when you hopped in the sack with her old man.

Simone: Oh, God!

Anna: Hi, David. Hi. I just came to pick you up for the rehearsal dinner.

David: Well, there might not be a rehearsal dinner, let alone a wedding.

Greenlee: What am I doing here, Mother?

Mary: I know it seems like you're just going through the motions. You know, I had crippling pre-wedding jitters before I married your father. I floated down the aisle on a cloud of tranquilizers.

Greenlee: No, I mean what am I doing here, really? My whole wedding party's vaporized.

Mary: Well, we should just pray that they turn up soon because Rev. Dowd has another function to preside over.

Greenlee: When I started out this morning, the world was a happy, shiny place. Now I'm the bride-to-be at a rehearsal that's not happening and dinner for 14 is about to go down the tubes.

Mary: Well, I'm sure Leo has a reasonable explanation.

Greenlee: No, no, Leo wouldn't do this to me. He would not trash tonight of all nights.

Mary: But who would?

Greenlee: Vanessa.

Vanessa: Wolfe, I would really like to know what you're talking about. You think I owe you something?

Wolfe: Have you forgotten who you are dealing with, Vanessa?

Vanessa: No. No, for God's sakes. I trained you.

Wolfe: Long ago. This delusion that you are still in charge is just that. I am the one giving the orders now. I am the one who will make you pay for your crimes. And pay you will. Oh, I will make you regret the day you heard the name "Proteus."

[Gallery reacts]

Judge: Mr. Kenyon, the defendant, Ms. Hart, has already entered a plea of not guilty.

Trey: My client wishes to change her plea to no contest, Your Honor.

Judge: This is highly irregular, and you should know better, Mr. Kenyon.

Trey: Your Honor?

Judge: You cannot change your client's plea unless she is present. Counsel will adjourn to my chambers. This court is in recess.

Bailiff: All rise.

Chris: Man, oh, man, that was some U-turn Trey pulled for Kendall.

Bianca: Yeah, I guess that Kendall realized that she was going to be convicted so she decided to cop a plea, and then she was too chicken to show up.

Erica: Jack, if Kendall has left town, will they put out an A.P.B.?

Jack: Well, they're going to have to find her if she's going to change her plea. But it looks like that won't be necessary.

Erica: Hello, Kendall.

Kendall: You royal bitch.

Erica: We'll see you inside.

Kendall: Why not stick around and gloat? I've lost everything. Wasn't that your master plan?

Erica: My master plan? Kendall, I believe that you have that backwards.

Kendall: Come on, Erica, step up and take a bow. You pulled it off. You pulled it off. You shredded my last chance to be free and to be happy with Ryan.

Erica: What -- what are you talking about?

Kendall: You pushed me beyond the edge of desperation. You forced me to risk everything to avoid losing the one thing I love more than life. You made me trash my future to avoid going to prison even though you know I'm not guilty.

Bianca: Well, Kendall, you're right about one thing -- you've got to be doing this out of total desperation.

Kendall: Did you think if Ryan ditched me I'd roll over and play dead? Is that what you thought, huh? No, not a chance. I lost my Guy, but I am not losing this fight. You bring it on, Mother, you bring it on. You and Chris and Binky, you can take the stand and lie your little heads off because when it comes to my turn to tell the truth, I will shout this courthouse down that I did not start the fire and I will damned if I take the rap for the pyro who did it!

Trey: What the hell is this, Kendall? You said you weren't going to be here.

Kendall: I changed my mind. Let's roll.

Trey: You're too late.

Jake: Now, Hayley, just take it easy. Nothing is wrong. We just need to run some postop tests on Enzo.

Hayley: Tell me this is strictly procedure.

Jake: It is. We have every reason to believe that the transplant was a success.

Hayley: Then what are the tests for?

Jake: Just to make sure that the anti-rejection drugs are doing their thing.

Hayley: And then you and Mateo can set up a college fund for Enzo.

[Enzo fusses]

Hayley: Did you hear that, big Guy? Yeah, we've got big plans for you. Yes, we do. But first, you've got to get all strong and well. So you go with Dr. Jake and Mama's going to wait right here for you, okay, my sweet pea? Take care of him, Jake.

Jake: V.I.P. treatment all the way.

Mateo: What's the deal?

Tim: I'm functional. You got a lot on your hands with your son. You know, I can call Dad and chew gum at the same time.

Mateo: Yeah? Well, why don't you give Trevor a message for me? Tell him his son's a lifesaver, even if he does have an attitude.

Tim: After I hit him up for some cash.

Mateo: Hey, I mean it, Tim. I -- I don't have enough words to thank you, man. Coming all this way, giving up a part of yourself for my son? That's huge, man.

Tim: Well, it was either this or slinging fries at the local drive-through.

Mateo: You came through for us, Tim. Own it.

Tim: Go make goo-goo eyes at your kid.

Mateo: No problem. Make sure you contact Trevor, all right?

Tim: Yeah, reaching out as we speak.

Mary: But how could Vanessa interfere? She's locked up.

Greenlee: She called me and she asked me to come to Oak Haven.

Mary: You didn't go?

Greenlee: She said she had some earth-shattering truth to tell me about Leo’s father.

Mary: Count du Pres?

Greenlee: Yeah. But when I got there, Vanessa morphed into one of her B-movie divas and tried to rehearse a death scene with me as the corpse.

Mary: Oh, God, she didn't hurt you?

Greenlee: No, she didn't. I took off. But what if she's doing the same number on Leo?

Mary: But she's under lock and key.

Greenlee: Don't underestimate that wack job and her bag of tricks.

Greenlee: Leo, why don't you pick up?

Rev. Dowd: Excuse me, ladies. I'm afraid I must be on my way.

Mary: Oh --

Greenlee: Don't go, Reverend. I mean, we haven't even started the rehearsal.

Rev. Dowd: I'm sorry, Ms. Smythe. I'm presiding at a wake.

Mary: That's okay. I'll walk everybody through the ceremony and then we'll see you tomorrow -- hopefully.

Greenlee: What's the rush? The body's not going anywhere.

Mary: Greenlee!

Greenlee: We're going to improvise our vows, Mother? This rehearsal dinner is unraveling strand by strand.

George: Ms. Smythe, we'll be all ready to serve the first course.

Greenlee: First course? My guests aren't even here yet.

George: The chef has timed each course precisely. Salmon mousse at 8:00, veal orloff at 8:15 --

Greenlee: Hey, you can tell the chef to put his veal orloff --

Mary: Greenlee, hush. George, be a lamb -- go try to placate Maurice and I'll smooth things over out here as best I can.

George: Well, don't blame me if the mousse is runny.

Mary: Okay. Thank you.

Greenlee: Great. This is just freaking great!

Mary: Greenlee, Greenlee. These stress lines are not your friend. Why don't you go to your apartment and put some cucumber slices on your eyes and take a little nap?

Greenlee: Abandon my rehearsal dinner?

Mary: Well, we can't have a rehearsal dinner without a wedding party. I mean, it's just a formality, right? Darling, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Greenlee: Sorry? Ha! You're loving this, Mother.

David: Roger's not going to make it to the rehearsal dinner. Chances are he's not going to be able to walk Greenlee down the aisle tomorrow, either.

Leo: Uh -- what -- what's wrong with him?

David: His heart rate is elevated, Leo, probably brought on by the fist to the jaw.

Leo: You know what -- you know, I don't care. I don't care if I got to prop the old Guy to get him to walk down the aisle tomorrow, but he is going to be there and so are you.

Simone: Isn't it bad enough you put the man in the hospital? Do you have to be so cold?

Leo: Oh, no, cold is you hopping in the sack with your best friend's dad.

Simone: Would you keep your voice down? My father works here, all right, and I don't need him hearing about this --

Leo: I don't care about your needs, Simone.

David: All right, all right. Is there going to be a rehearsal tonight or not?

Leo: Yes, there will be a rehearsal tonight.

Anna: Okay, we'll see you at the Valley Inn.

Leo: Okay, great. See you. Maggie, what --

Maggie: Oh, one crack about the outfit and you're so over.

Leo: No, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at the wedding rehearsal. You and Bianca are bridesmaids.

Maggie: Oh, no, Bianca’s ringside with her sister's arson trial and, thanks to David, I picked up the nightshift, so --

Leo: Does Greenlee know?

Maggie: I left a message for her, I don't know, at the loft. I mean, I think we're all covered.

Leo: Okay -- look, show up when it Counts tomorrow, please?

Maggie: Okay.

Leo: Okay?

Maggie: Okay.

Leo: Okay, great.

Maggie: God. What's his problem?

David: Oh, just a family crisis.

Maggie: When is this family ever not in a crisis?

David: Oh, let me see -- I think a month without vowels.

Maggie: Hmm.

Anna: All right, so you just let me know when du Pres gets to the Valley Inn, and don't take your eyes off him. Great. Thank you.

David: Anna, come on, cut Leo a break. He knows that it wasn't right to punch out Roger, but this is the night before his wedding.

Anna: The du Pres I'm talking about isn't Leo. It's this man claiming to be his father.

Wolfe: How Proteus has fallen. So, Vanessa, try to focus. You work for me now. So, just tell me where the money is and we can part as friends.

Vanessa: Well -- I really don't know what you're talking about.

Wolfe: Enough! I know you have it because you are smarter, oh, than your late husband, Monsieur Hayward. You think that as long as the money is hidden, you will remain alive. Perhaps. But not for long. Hand it over, madam, and I will not have to resort to other methods of persuasion.

Vanessa: Wolfe, please, this is a horrid mistake.

Wolfe: A mistake you made. Would you remember where you stashed the money if I give you some small token in return? Such as your son Leo’s life?

Mary: You think I want you to be miserable? Has Leo said something to you?

Greenlee: I don't need Leo to tell me what I already know.

Mary: Well, I certainly don't enjoy watching your wedding fall apart.

Greenlee: Oh, Mother, you're bathing in it. Ever since you came to town, you've been waiting for me and this wedding to self-destruct.

Mary: How can you say that?

Greenlee: Oh, you want some random samples? Okay. You were never on board with my church wedding.

Mary: That's not true.

Greenlee: And the setting wasn't swank enough for your jet set.

Mary: Darling, the church was struck by lightning.

Greenlee: In answer to your prayers. And what about Daddy?

Mary: What about Roger?

Greenlee: If you were nicer to him, he'd be here right now.

Mary: Oh, now, I'm not responsible for your father's irresponsibility.

Greenlee: You know, if I really mattered to you, you would have made sure that Daddy was here. You would have block-tackled that minister and you would have charmed the chef out of his recipe for lobster bisque. If you really cared about me, you would have rounded up the wedding party and delivered them gift-wrapped to make this night perfect for your daughter.

Mary: Why are you accusing me of all this?

Greenlee: And if you couldn't do it for me, you could have done it for show. We all know what a shiny package means to you. Which is probably the only reason you came back to town -- not to help me, God knows, but to make a splash as Mother of the bride.

Mary: Okay, you want to know why I came back to this pine-scented pit to help my ungrateful daughter with her wedding? If I hadn't, I would have been cut off.

Leo: Cut off from what, Mary?

Anna: Guy du Pres turning up and claiming to be Leo’s father -- it seems calculated, not coincidental.

David: So you think the Count isn't legit?

Anna: It's not a question of pedigree. It's a question of his motives. Why is the Count here?

David: To make a connection.

Anna: With Leo? Or with Vanessa and the missing Proteus millions?

David: But Guy's relationship with Vanessa is ancient history.

Anna: Yeah, but whose word do we have for that? Your mother’s. Honestly, it's my gut feeling that this is more than just a little family reunion.

David: So that's why you're putting a tail on Guy du Pres. To hammer the final nail in the Proteus case, is that it?

Anna: That would be a bonus, but -- I like Leo, and if this Count is somehow involved with Vanessa’s underworld activities, I want to find out before your brother gets too attached, save him from a little pain. You know?

David: Well, that's very generous of you, Anna, but I would like to believe that your concern is unfounded.

Anna: Yeah.

David: I'm hoping that Guy turns out to be Leo’s father and that he's not -- you know, he's not one of the bad Guys.

Anna: That's very optimistic.

David: Anna, maybe this time, against all odds, Vanessa good -- you know, for once in her miserable, misspent life she picked Mr. Right to father her child and that she put Leo ahead of her greed, even if she wasn't even aware she was doing it.

Anna: You can still be optimistic about your mother. That's really sweet.

Vanessa: Oh, God, look, Wolfe, I'm begging you, you just leave Leo out of this, will you, because he has absolutely nothing to do with this.

Wolfe: You summoned his fiancee to warn her against me.

Vanessa: No, no, I swear --

Wolfe: Your desperation to protect your son has only rendered him more vulnerable.

Vanessa: No, no, Leo is completely innocent here. Look, I only wanted to wish Greenlee some good luck for her wedding.

Wolfe: Don't play me for the fool. Tell me where the money is or your will son will not live to see his wedding day.

Vanessa: Look -- oh! Oh! All right. All right! I will tell you. Let me make sure no one's listening.

Vanessa: Guard! Help me! Guard, get in here please, quick, now! Please, please! Look at me! Help me! Guard! Guard! Guard! Look at me!

Kendall: Trey, what do you mean I'm too late?

Trey: I just told the judge your plea is no contest.

Kendall: Your plea, not mine. Go in there and tell them you made a mistake.

Trey: Kendall, I can't keep jerking around the judge.

Kendall: What about me? I am not going to prison for something I didn't do.

Trey: I'll argue for leniency.

Kendall: No, you will not. You will hump it right back into the judge's chambers and tell him I'm ready to stand trial, or I will go in there myself.

Trey: Okay, okay. Just wait right here. I'll try to deal with the judge.

Bianca: Mom. Mom. Listen to me, I'm proud of you.

Erica: You are? Why?

Bianca: For not letting Kendall get to you.

Erica: She's afraid.

Bianca: Well, I know, but she brought that on herself. And blaming you is not going to help her at all.

Erica: Well, it's pretty awful if you're telling the truth and no one will believe you.

Bianca: I know, but, Mom, you know the truth and you're not going to back down from that. That's just who you are. And it drives Kendall insane.

Erica: You're right, Sweetheart. I believe I do know the truth now, and I am going to tell it. Jack?

Jack: Yeah?

Erica: Will you please call Myrtle and ask her what time she saw Kendall at the boarding house the night of the fire?

Kendall: Great. You've got Myrtle on your side, too? Is there anyone in this freaking town who will not lie for Erica Kane?

Erica: Kendall, Myrtle doesn't lie. And I'm going to tell what I believe to be the truth.

Kendall: What truth?

Erica: You didn't set that fire. You didn't burn my house down.

Hayley: Hi. Jake just took Enzo down for some tests.

Tim: But everything's cool?

Hayley: Yeah, looks like. Did you call Uncle porkchop?

Tim: Yep. He said he's beaming the good stuff Enzo's way.

Hayley: You know, when I was 19, I was so caught up in my own world. I did not have time for things like harvesting from my own organ pool. We really owe you so much.

Tim: The liver was on special.

Hayley: No, I mean it. Someday, Enzo will thank you himself -- when he's old enough to comprehend what it is you did for him and for us.

Tim: It wasn't that big of a deal.

Hayley: It is to us. I will never, ever forget you for this, ever.

Mateo: Hey. Enzo's back in his room.

Hayley: Okay.

Mateo: Thought you'd want to know.

Hayley: He’s not awake, is he? I promised him that I would be there when he woke up.

Tim: Go.

Hayley: You sure?

Mateo: We'll catch up with you later.

Hayley: Oh, hi.

Maggie: Hello.

Hayley: Bye.

Maggie: Hey, Tim. Up for another chariot race?

Tim: Maggie.

Maggie: You're looking pretty good.

Tim: Oh, it's the gown and the fluorescent lights.

Maggie: Here. This is for you.

Tim: "Encyclopedia of Baseball."

Maggie: Well, I know you like the Mets, so --

Tim: You filed that away?

Maggie: Well, you know, even though you're highly misguided, I thought, I don't know, you could read that. It'll keep you busy.

Tim: Yeah, this is better than lime Jell-O.

Maggie: Well, you deserve it. You know, doing what you did for that little kid that you don't even really know --

Tim: Enzo's family.

Maggie: Well, in my case, that would give me -- that would give me reason not to do it.

Tim: Yeah, but Enzo's not the only one who's walking away with something. You know, I lucked out, too.

Vanessa: Guard! Guard, help me please! There's a man in here! He wants to kill me, my son! Look at me! You call the chief of police, Anna Devane! You tell her that there's a man here, he's posing as my doctor, but he really just wants to kill me. Guard! Look at -- why are you just sitting there? Look at me!

Guard: Everything's under control.

Vanessa: All right. Okay. Okay.

Guard: In there. And watch your back.

Vanessa: All right. Okay, now who's got the last laugh, huh?

Orderly: Shh. Having a bad day there, Mrs. C?

Vanessa: What? No, no, no! No, no, what are you doing? You let me go. What are you doing?

Orderly: Shh, shh.

Vanessa: No, no, no, you don't understand, this man's got a gun. He wants to kill me.

Orderly: Sure, he does.

Vanessa: No, no, please, you idiots. My son is liable to be killed! You let me go --

Orderly: Why don't you get Rosie out here and tell the big, bad man how you took Hollywood by storm?

Vanessa: You don't understand. You dot understand. He really wants to kill me. He does. He's got a gun. He's not my doctor.

Orderly: Shh.

Vanessa: No, no, no, no, you don't understand. He wants -- please. Please, please. Please. No.

Mary: Leo, surely you can understand my fear of being cut off from Greenlee.

Greenlee: From me?

Mary: Of course. I mean, it's no secret that I've been a less-than-perfect mother all these years.

Leo: Aw, don't beat yourself up, Mary.

Mary: I mean, I was never there for your growing up, and now I have the chance to be the mother that you've always wanted me to be and I felt if I didn't seize the opportunity that you would banish me from your life forever, and I just truly couldn't bear that, Darling.

Greenlee: Mother --

Mary: I know you blame me for everything that's happened.

Greenlee: No, I don't, I don’t. I don't blame you at all. I'm sorry that I yelled at you.

Mary: And you that I would never, ever willingly do anything to hurt you.

Greenlee: No, I know, I know. This wedding has gotten me so crazy and I took it out on you. I know you only want the best for me.

Leo: Sure, she does.

Greenlee: Which is more than I can say for you. Where the hell have you been? How could you blow off our wedding rehearsal?

Leo: Greenlee, just let me explain.

Greenlee: My mother's the only one that cared enough to show up. And what about you, best friend/maid of honor, huh? You blank out, too?

Simone: There -- there was an emergency.

Greenlee: What, you break a nail, got a run in your stockings, huh? What is more important -- where's Daddy?

Simone: Your father --

Greenlee: He's the reason you weren't here. You were with him tonight.

Simone: Uh --

Leo: She was with Roger, all right. I found them together.

Bianca: Mom, don't let Kendall guilt you into taking her side.

Erica: No, honey, this is not about guilt and it's not about taking sides.

Bianca: Well, fine, then let the judge hand down the sentence that he thinks is right and send Kendall away.

Erica: Bianca --

Bianca: This is going to be over in a few hours.

Erica: No, honey, it won’t. I can't let Kendall go to prison for something that she didn't do. And I have to say that I believe now that -- that she didn't set the fire.

Chris: What? Wait, wait, wait, where is this coming from?

Erica: I have a witness who supports Kendall's alibi.

Chris: What? Who?

Erica: Myrtle.

Chris: Myrtle?

Erica: Myrtle. Myrtle says that she saw Kendall at the boarding house at 7:30. So that means Kendall couldn't possibly be in two places at once.

Bianca: Well, Myrtle must be wrong about the time.

Erica: Well, she was very, very definite. And -- and then there's the fact that Kendall was inside the house while the fire was going on. I mean, at first that seemed to incriminate her -- it did -- but then I thought about it some more. I mean, the fire was raging at the time we saw Kendall in the house, and that would mean that she would risk losing her own life, and I don't think Kendall would do that. I -- I mean, Kendall may be a lot of things, but she's not stupid.

Chris: Erica, Erica, you're forgetting something. There's concrete proof. There's her lighter, her fingerprints. You just can't throw that away.

Erica: I can't explain that. It's just that I trust Myrtle. And she was so sure about what she saw.

Chris: I -- I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Erica: Chris, I -- I didn't know what to believe myself. And I know that Kendall is very destructive, but from everything that Myrtle said and from instincts, I don't believe that it was Kendall.

Kendall: You liar!

Kendall: I'm destructive? You selfish, lying –

Chris: Watch your mouth.

Kendall: How long have you known I was innocent?

Erica: I haven't known anything for sure, Kendall. I only began to suspect a couple of days ago.

Kendall: But you said nothing. You said nothing. You knew I didn't set that fire and you sat on it?

Erica: I didn't know anything for sure, and all the forensic experts -- they say you did it.

Kendall: But it wasn't me. It wasn't me. You just said so. All this time I've been shouting my innocence, you had the proof and you didn't come forward? My God, do you hate me that much?

Erica: I don't hate you.

Kendall: No, you chose guilty, the truth be damned!

Erica: I did not choose guilt. I came here today to tell the court that I think that you're innocent because I've come to realize --

Kendall: That I couldn't possibly have done what Bianca’s done once, probably twice?

Erica: No, I'm not going to allow you to implicate Bianca.

Kendall: Oh, but it's okay for you to implicate me?

Erica: Are you not listening to me? I'm not implicating you. I'm trying to set you free.

Kendall: You have no faith in me. No one does. The only person who ever did was Ryan. He was the only person who believed in me, he was the only person who defended me.

Erica: Look, I've been tormented just trying to figure out what the actual truth is. I -- Chris, I've been having nightmares and headaches. You know this. That's what this has all been about.

Kendall: You were willing to let me go to prison for a crime that I didn't commit! Who's the monster now?

Bianca: Kendall, would you shut up? Mom wasn't willing to let you go to prison for anything. She's trying to help you go free.

Simone: Leo, I cannot believe you're doing this.

Greenlee: Oh, come on, Simone, Leo didn't force you to bag the rehearsal because you were working on that stupid book with my dad.

Simone: No --

Leo: Right. You know, if Roger hadn't been working Simone so hard and himself, you know, on this book, he'd probably be here right now rather than in the hospital.

Greenlee: The hospital?

Leo: Yeah, there's --

Greenlee: What?

Leo: Baby, there's something wrong with his ticker again.

Greenlee: But why? Is he okay?

Leo: Yes, he's going to be fine. David said everything's going to be okay.

Greenlee: Well -- is that his blood on your shirt?

Leo: He -- he had a bloody nose.

Greenlee: Oh, my God, Leo. But he's going to be okay, right?

Leo: Yes, baby, I promise you, everything's going, okay? Going to be okay.

Greenlee: Oh, thank God you were there to help him, and you, too, Simone. Thank you. Leo, you know what this is? This is yours and Laura’s wedding all over again.

Leo: No way, Greenlee.

Greenlee: The church burned down, my father's in the hospital?

Leo: Okay, listen to me; this is not a rerun of me and Laura.

Greenlee: But my father --

Leo: Will walk you down the aisle tomorrow. He's going to walk you down the aisle. You have my word on that.

Mary: Must be some book to get Roger's heart racing like that.

Simone: Mary, I really don't want to talk about this.

Mary: You don't have to talk about it. I can read it in your face. You're sleeping with my ex-husband.

Vanessa: No, you let me go. Let me go, please. Please!

Wolfe: Nurse, administer the sedative on a continuous drip.

Nurse: Yes, Dr. Wagner.

Vanessa: Don’t. Doctor, doctor --

Wolfe: You are a babbling idiot, Vanessa. Perfect. I have to return to the rehearsal dinner. Any message for Leo, hmm? No? Hmm, well, not to worry. You were so entertaining as the lady in distress that I have decided to let your son live -- until tomorrow.

[Wolfe chuckles]

Wolfe: Shall I kill Leo before or after he says, "I do," hmm, leaving a new Mrs. du Pres the grieving widow, huh? We shall see, hmm? Oh, yes, Vanessa, "we," hmm? You were -- you were there when Leo drew his first breath, and you shall be there to see him take his last.

[Knock on door]

Bianca: Kendall, in case you missed it, mom just said she doesn't think you set the fire.

Kendall: Oh, so I should get down on my knees and kiss her feet for finally doing the right thing, even if it is for the daughter she hates?

Erica: Kendall, how many times do I have to tell you? I don't hate you. But you don't want to hear that, do you, because then you'd have no excuse for the way you have focused your entire life, which is to try to destroy Bianca and me.

Kendall: Oh, see? It's always about Bianca. You don't want to look bad in front of Bianca, the daughter whose eyes you can look into without puking.

Bianca: Kendall, do you have to be so vile?

Kendall: Why couldn't your conscience just have kicked in sooner? At least then Ryan would still be here.

Bianca: Whoa, Mom is not to blame for Ryan running out on you, Kendall.

Kendall: Like hell.

Erica: Look, we don't have to listen to any more of this.

Kendall: Oh, no, you don’t.

Bianca: Look, you know what -- why don't you just walk away, Kendall. Walk away now. Nobody's stopping you. But I'm not going to let you attack Mom anymore. You're going to have to go through me first.

Tim: There's a part growing up where everything's "give me." You know, "give me a toy" or "my allowance" or "my space."

Maggie: Yeah, it's all about me, me, me, me.

Tim: But giving Enzo a slice of life -- you know, what a high it is to make a difference.

Maggie: Hmm. Yeah, you know, I wish I could have made a difference in my sister's life.

Tim: I got a kid sister who totally owns me, and she knows it.

Maggie: Well, maybe not. You should tell her that.

Mateo: Yo, Tim, Enzo's awake and he's waiting for you, man.

Hayley: You all set?

Tim: You kidding? Where's my man?

Jack: Myrtle says she's willing to testify that Kendall didn't have time to get to your house and start that fire.

Erica: Then you do what you have to do, Jack.

Jack: I'll put it in the hands of the judge.

Kendall: Get out of my way, Bianca.

Bianca: No. No way. Look, Kendall, you've had your fun. You've gone your 10 rounds with Mom. Now it's my turn to step in the ring.

Trey: Well, with Ms. Fargate's testimony on record, the case will be closed.

Jack: Hardly. Look, if Kendall didn't set that fire, then whoever did is still out there. Maybe your job is done as defense attorney, but my job's just starting. I'm going to find whoever set that fire and I'm going to bring them down.

Vanessa: Oh, stay awake. Got to warn Leo. No, no, no, no. Come on. Oh, Leo. Leo? Leo?

Leo: Baby, I swear to you this wedding is going to go off without a hitch, okay? Hey. Wolfie. I wasn't expecting you. I guess this means you're going to be coming to the wedding, too?

Wolfe: You are family, Monsieur. I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Anna: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

David and Anna: Thank God we eloped.

Mary: You earned that bracelet Roger gave you lying on your back, didn't you?

Simone: Excuse me?

Mary: You don't have to be coy with me. It's okay. I was married to him. I know his weaknesses.

Simone: Mary, please -- please don't tell Greenlee.

Mary: And ruin her wedding? What kind of a mother would that make me?

George: Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please. Cocktails are being served in the lounge.

Greenlee: Call me a sidecar.

Leo: You're a sidecar. Baby, everything's going to be okay.

Greenlee: Leo, how could a day that started out so beautifully get totally mangled?

Leo: Look, the point is all's well that ends well, right? And tomorrow we're going to be husband and wife and nothing can touch us.

Greenlee: Come on.

Leo: All right.

>> Stay tuned for scenes from the next "All My Children."

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

Greenlee: I've got to stop this right now.

Vanessa: Hi.

Aidan: I knew you were a bag of tricks, but I didn't realize you were a liar, too.

Erica: Why don't you just save us both a lot of trouble and just leave now.

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