AMC Transcript Friday 12/6/02

 

All My Children Transcript Friday 12/6/02

By Suzanne
proofread by Alicia

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

David: I have the power to give you back your life. You turn away from that, and you will regret it forever.

J.R.: You dumped me because of that guy, the new janitor.

Laurie: He's not my boyfriend. He's my father.

Jake: I'm not going to waste another minute. I want you to marry me right now.

Tad: Liza, what really happened to Mia the night of the party?

Tad: Liza, come on. Mia's going to be just fine, so why don't you and I finish our conversation about how she fell.

Liza: Not now.

Tad: Why not? What is wrong with you? I mean, you just got the good news. You're still acting like a basket case. Or is that guilt?

Liza: What?

Tad: Well, you said so yourself. You just admitted you thought that Adam was sleeping with your sister, not Brooke.

Liza: Yeah, I did. Just please don't tell anyone.

Tad: What would I tell them?

Liza: That Iím a paranoid person.

Tad: Well, speaking of being paranoid, forgive me, but, you know, I was sort of looking for you the night of the ball after Jamie made his little announcement.

Liza: You know what? I didn't want to make a scene.

Tad: You couldn't, considering you were AWOL from your own party.

Liza: So, you know what? It was a terrible night.

Tad: Yeah. Obviously a lot worse than I thought. Where exactly were you when your sister took that header out the attic window?

Jake: We want to get married tonight. No, no, no, it's not a matter of life or death. We just -- we just can't wait another second. Oh. Well, can you suggest someone else? Yeah. Is Judge Richards free? Great, great. Ok. Got it, got it. Thanks a lot.

Mia: Jake -- Jake, slow down.

Jake: Honey, we can't slow down because Judge Richards is going to leave.

Mia: Let him. I don't want to do this.

J.R.: Laurie, come on, please, just give me five minutes.

Laurie: Get over your spoiled self. I don't want to hang with you right now.

J.R.: No. Please, just stop and deal.

Laurie: Deal with what? That you're a perv? How could you think that I was with him?

J.R.: Because -- because why else would you let the school custodian touch you? And why would you two have fights over me? And because you never told me he's your dad.

Laurie: It's complicated.

J.R.: No, it's simple. You're embarrassed. You don't have to -- it's ok. You don't have to be --

Laurie: Maybe I am a little embarrassed, but it's more than that. Way more.

Jack: There you go.

Maria: Thank you. So, what do you have on Davidís case?

Jack: Well, I'm afraid I don't have any good news.

Maria: You still don't have enough evidence to prosecute him?

Jack: No, I'm sorry to say I donít.

Maria: Well, then why is he so afraid of court?

Jack: He said that? David said he was afraid of court?

Maria: Well, he showed up at Wildwind, telling us that he developed some sort of antidote to restore my memory, and of course he's not going to give it to me unless I swear never to testify against him in court. So Iím just guessing my testimony has got him running scared.

Jack: I'd say that would be a very good guess, and it's given me an idea. You know what? I think I've just figured out how we can get this guy right where he lives.

David: Edmund. I've been expecting you.

Edmund: Why is that, Hayward?

David: How can you stay away when Iím the only one who can give you your wife back?

Maria: Do you have a plan to get David?

Jack: I think I do. Here's what you do. You sue him. You sue him in civil court. You sue him for malpractice.

Maria: Ok. Why? I mean -- I mean, I don't need his money, my kids are set. Why bother?

Jack: Because you'll win. Because the evidence standards are lower in civil court than they are in criminal court. The jury can see and hear everything.

Maria: Well, yeah, I know. I watch TV. But I'm just saying, I also know that whatever the jury awards is going to be covered by Davidís insurance company, so he still wins. He gets off the hook.

Jack: No, no, no, no, because right after they cover that award, they are going to drop him like a bad habit. Insurance companies look down on physicians that try untested drugs on unconsenting patients.

Maria: Oh. Ok. So if he doesn't have insurance, he can't practice medicine.

Jack: Exactly. You chop the "M.D." Right off the end of Haywardís name.

Maria: Just like he did to me.

Jack: And you know what that means? No more grants. No patents for his miracle cures. No Nobel Prize.

Maria: No career, no research. Excellent. Ok, what do I do?

Jack: Well, the first thing you need to do is get yourself a good civil attorney, and I just so happen to know one -- one of the best.

Maria: You think she can start right away?

Jack: Probably. But I think you should have some idea what you're getting into before you call that attorney.

Maria: Ok, well, I -- you know, I can take anything, believe me.

Jack: What Iím afraid of is that when it's all said and done, what you're going to feel is that David has taken even more years from you and your family.

Maria: I've got to do it, Jack.

Jack: Ok. Well, then get ready for multiple court appearances. Get ready for the possibility that his lawyer is going to want to depose your children.

Maria: My kids?

Jack: Yeah.

Maria: Well -- ok. So what you're saying is if I go after him in civil court, this is going to cost my family more?

Jack: Yes, it could very well.

Maria: Oh, my God. I want to get him so bad, Jack, but I canít. I can't -- I can't do that. I can't do that to my kids. I canít. They've already been through hell.

Jack: I know. Hell seems to be Haywardís specialty. Well, you know what? Maybe this wasn't such a hot idea after all.

Maria: No, if it was just me, I would do it in a second.

Jack: I know, I know. I know that. All right, listen to me, listen to me. I will stay on top of the criminal case, and we'll hope that something breaks, ok?

Maria: Ok. And maybe I'll get my memory back.

Jack: Well, that would be my fondest wish. In the meantime, though, you just take care of yourself. And if you decide to go the civil route, please give me a call first.

Maria: Ok. Thanks, Jack. Thank you.

Jack: My pleasure. Take care.

Aidan: Here, you look like you need one of these.

Maria: Yes, I do. Thank you.

Aidan: Bad news?

Maria: It's just the same old, same old.

Aidan: Don't tell me -- Hayward.

Maria: He's untouchable.

Aidan: You mean the D.A. canít touch him.

Maria: No, nobody can touch him. The D.A. can't touch him. Nobody can -- he's end-run all the American courts, and it looks like he still wins.

Aidan: Don't say that. Come on.

Maria: No, it's true.

Aidan: It doesn't have to be. You know, there are other ways to extract justice.

David: Has Maria changed her mind, agreed not to testify against me?

Edmund: Not yet.

David: Well, my offer is non-negotiable.

Edmund: I didn't expect a change of heart from you, Hayward.

David: If you're here to insult me, Edmund, you can just leave.

Edmund: What Iím here for are specifics about your antidote.

David: Like what? What? The chemical signature? The molecular structure? You want to know if it comes in grape or cherry flavors?

Edmund: Like you don't get to experiment on my wife again. You don't get to wipe out the new memories we've made.

David: I can give you your wife back, Edmund.

Edmund: How can you be sure?

David: I've already told you -- Iíve been refining the compound I gave Maria these past five years.

Edmund: I thought you said that grade of drug was destroyed.

David: You don't honestly believe that I would destroy my life's work, now, do you?

Edmund: So it is here.

David: Let's just say it's safe.

Edmund: Does it work? That's all I want to know.

David: It does on paper.

Edmund: Give me proof.

David: Give me an amnesiac.

Edmund: Give me laboratory proof.

David: Edmund, lab proof requires lab trials, which cost millions of dollars. They require grant submissions, board reviews, and a reputation that's a lot more sterling than mine has become.

Edmund: Fine. You just got a grant with an unlimited budget. You get your life's work back, and I get my wife back.

Jake: Mia, what's wrong? Do you want to call this wedding off?

Mia: No, no. Just the ceremony in the hospital bed.

Jake: But I want to get married right now.

Mia: Well, I want to marry you, too, but this isn't my ideal wedding dress, you know?

Jake: Ok, all right. But you know what? You still look beautiful. You do.

Mia: You're very sweet, but you're also very sleep-deprived, and I want a groom who's awake. And your mom and dad and your brother and my sister should be there.

Jake: I understand. And you know what? We're going to have the wedding that you want with every single detail the way that you want it. I promise.

Mia: I love you, Jake.

Liza: Mia had her accident while I was listening to your son rant about my husband's affair with Brooke.

Tad: It's funny, I didn't see you.

Liza: Well, I'm not surprised.

Tad: Why? Because you weren't there to be seen?

Liza: Because you were taking care of your son.

Tad: Yeah, well, I mean, what's a father to do? Your son's standing there in public sobbing his eyes out.

Liza: Right. You were just hugging, holding him.

Tad: Liza --

Liza: What?

Tad: Jamie never shed a tear.

Liza: So I wasn't paying attention to you and you were not paying attention to me. I was very upset. I was -- I was crying. Hard.

Tad: Before or after Mia hit the patio?

Liza: I don't think I like what you're implying.

Tad: Neither do I.

Liza: Then stop it.

Tad: I don't think I can.

Liza: Well, I don't have to stand here and listen to it.

J.R.: Come on, Laurie, I don't want to break up. Just give me another chance.

Laurie: Why? I don't expect you to start being different.

J.R.: Every morning, I walk -- I walk three flights of stairs out of my way just to see you in between homeroom and first period.

Laurie: Well, donít. Can't you see this isn't working?

J.R.: I feel like you still like me.

Laurie: Maybe.

J.R.: Then why --

Laurie: There's just too much you don't get.

J.R.: Like what?

Laurie: It's the way you grew up, J.R. You're --

J.R.: I'm what? I'm a guy. I'm hung up on you.

Laurie: Rich. You're rich.

J.R.: Not this again.

Laurie: It's not going to go away.

J.R.: I told you, it's my dad's money.

Laurie: You live in a mansion, get driven around by a chauffeur.

J.R.: I know. Are you going to hold that against me?

Laurie: You think I'm jealous. I'm not.

J.R.: Then what is it? You think of me as some kind of shallow dork?

Laurie: No.

J.R.: Then what? I mean, I gave you that C.D. That was something from the heart, and you still didn't accept it.

Laurie: I couldn't accept it.

J.R.: Why? Why? Laurie, I thought you said you wanted the first time to be special.

Laurie: Look, I gave you back your stupid C.D. Let it go.

J.R.: It's your dad, isn't it?

Laurie: Don't talk about him.

J.R.: He's the one hung up on money.

Laurie: J.R., please. You don't even know my dad.

J.R.: And I don't want to know him. You're the one -- you're the one I --

Man: Nice. It's what I want to hear from the boy who is after my daughter.

David: So you're willing to pay for my research? Are you aware of how much lab trials cost, Edmund?

Edmund: I don't care.

David: Well, that's true. I guess you wouldn't have a limit on your platinum card, right?

Edmund: Listen, before I give you a dime for research, I want the formula for your compound and all the calculations on its refinement.

David: Why? It wouldn't mean anything to you.

Edmund: Well, that's why Iíve hired experts who will decipher them.

David: Without stealing it?

Edmund: They've all signed nondisclosure, no-compete agreements.

David: And how are you going to get Maria onboard, make sure she doesn't trash your investment by taking the stand?

Edmund: I'll worry about Maria. You just keep your mouth shut.

David: I never took you for such a caveman, Edmund.

Edmund: Just take me seriously, Hayward. If she finds out about our deal, it's over and so are you.

Maria: So David offered me my memory for his freedom.

Aidan: I'm glad you turned him down.

Maria: Edmund's not.

Aidan: Yeah, well, it's understandable. He -- you know, he wants his wife back.

Maria: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to unload all this on you.

Aidan: No, no, no, no. I'm glad you did. It makes me realize that we're still friends. You know, you were right not to trust that Hayward.

Maria: Yeah, thank you.

Aidan: Punishment is the only thing that's going to keep that guy in line.

Maria: I just -- I want to be the one to punish him. I -- and if I can't, I wish somebody could. I -- the D.A. can't get him. I can't battle him in civil court because he fights too dirty. Just -- I don't know. I just -- I want him to have his whole life ripped away. I want him to be lost and alone and scared like I was. I want him to be lost and alone and scared for many years.

Liza: Just leave me alone.

Tad: Now? At the lowest ebb of your life?

Liza: You know, I'm sure if you pushed me, I could go lower.

Tad: Knock yourself out. God knows you're in the right place.

Liza: Please, Tad, just let this go.

Tad: I canít. I can't just stand by and watch you tear yourself apart.

Liza: Well, you know, I'm praying. No one's asking you to watch.

Tad: You trying to get even with Mia --

Liza: Out.

Tad: Because you thought she was trying to steal Adam, possibly Colby?

Liza: Just please stop it! Just go. No, don't touch me!

Tad: Hey -- it's me, ok? Your friend. You're my best friend. I swear to you, there is nothing that we haven't shared together, nothing that I wouldn't help you through. I just want you to tell me the truth. Did you push Mia out of that window?

Liza: Yes. Yes, I did. I almost killed my sister. 

Mia: You are going to write up my P.T. plan. Do some water therapy for strength and then yoga series for range of motion -- my arms and my torso and -- you're not writing.

Jake: Yeah, I'm not because you know what? There's time for this. First, I want to find out what happened to you. One minute we're talking on the phone, and the next minute Iím taking you to the O.R.

Mia: Hey, Jake, I'm ok.

Jake: You're fractured, you're cut up, and I want to know why.

Mia: What do you mean? How did I fall?

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Mia: I don't know. I don't know. I've been trying to piece it together in my head, but I just draw a blank every time. I just know that I wanted to talk to you in private, and so I went up into the attic.

Jake: So you do remember being up in the attic?

Mia: Yeah, I was laughing with you on my cell phone.

Jake: Did you see anything weird? Did you see anyone?

Mia: No, I was -- I was talking with you.

Jake: Then what?

Mia: Nothing. Nothing. I woke up here in the hospital.

Jake: I'm going to find out what happened to you.

Mia: Maybe it was just some freak thing, you know? Like I lost my balance or something.

Jake: No. No way.

Mia: Jake, I can live without knowing, all right?

Jake: Mia, I can't. You almost died, and Iím going to find out how this happened. There is no way that someone who's as coordinated and as athletic as you are can fall out of a third-story window that's closed.

Tad: My God. You went after Mia?

Liza: No. No, it wasn't like that.

Tad: How was it? I mean, she nearly died.

Liza: I know.

Tad: You weren't trying to kill her, were you?

Liza: No, never. She's my sister.

Tad: Well, you thought she was sleeping with your husband.

Liza: Adam was cheating on me. I knew that.

Tad: So you ask for a big divorce settlement. You don't shove somebody out a window.

Liza: It -- it was an accident. I just -- I pegged the wrong other woman.

Tad: Tell me about it.

Liza: I thought that Mia was trying to get pregnant.

Tad: By Adam?

Liza: They were taking this picture -- Adam and Mia and Colby. It was this beautiful, perfect picture. You have a child. My daughter is my life.

Tad: Listen, believe me, I get the picture.

Liza: She's my life.

Tad: Take it easy, ok? Why don't you just sit down for a second. Talk to me here, all right? This is really, really important. I want you to try to remember. Tell me exactly what happened.

Liza: I -- I followed Mia up to the attic.

Tad: Why?

Liza: I just -- I wanted to confront her.

Tad: How?

Liza: I just wanted to call her names. I was so mad. I just wanted to -- I wanted to get mad at her. I wanted to throw her out of the family.

Tad: But not out the window?

Liza: No. Never.

Tad: But you were angry? You fought, maybe raised your voice? Did you touch her? Did you push her?

Liza: It wasn't like that.

Tad: Well, how was it?

Liza: I just wanted -- I -- I tried to turn her.

Tad: Yeah? And then?

Liza: And I tripped on my dress.

Tad: So you fell into Mia?

Liza: She was near the window. She was on the phone, and I just wanted to turn her, and -- and I wanted to shake her. And I tripped on my dress. And I looked up, and this glass was everywhere, and she was falling out the window.

Tad: Shh.

Liza: She was screaming.

Tad: Shh. But it's not you. It was an accident. Right?

Liza: Yes.

Tad: Ok.

Liza: I -- it's my fault, though.

Tad: Oh, come on. For tripping?

Liza: No, for -- for trying to turn her, for trying to accuse her, for thinking so little of my sister. If I hadn't followed Mia up to the attic --

Tad: None of this ever would have happened.

Liza: No.

Tad: And you didn't want it to happen, right?

Liza: No. Oh, gosh. You're my best friend. If you don't believe me, no one will.

J.R.: Mr. Lewis, I didn't mean to dis you.

Mr. Lewis: You just said that you don't want to know me.

J.R.: I know. I didn't mean what I said. It came out wrong. I want you to like me, really.

Laurie: See, daddy?

Mr. Lewis: See what? Kid will say anything to get what he wants.

Laurie: That's not true. J.R.'s honest, the kind of guy a dad should like.

Mr. Lewis: Laurie, I want to talk to Chandler alone.

Laurie: No!

Mr. Lewis: What did you say?

Laurie: I don't want to be talked about. I don't want you deciding things.

Mr. Lewis: You live under my roof, young lady. You follow my rules.

J.R.: Laurie just wants to listen.

Mr. Lewis: Laurie has groceries to pick up.

Laurie: Daddy, please.

Mr. Lewis: Right now.

J.R.: It's ok. Just do what you have to do.

Mr. Lewis: So, you don't need to bother with Laurieís old man, huh?

J.R.: That came out wrong.

Mr. Lewis: What? I'm going to slow you down?

J.R.: No.

Mr. Lewis: Cramp your style?

J.R.: No, no. I'm sorry for what I said, Mr. Lewis, and Iím not the jerk you think I am.

Mr. Lewis: I know exactly who you are. You're Adam Chandler Jr., and your father ruined my life.

David: Relax, Edmund. I won't tell Maria about our deal.

Edmund: Good.

David: As long as she doesn't tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but.

Edmund: So help me.

David: It's a pleasure to finally be working with you, Edmund.

Edmund: Now give me your research.

David: Now give me your money.

Edmund: It doesn't work that way. I get your data, you get a check.

David: All right. Wait here.

David: There you go.

Edmund: This is everything?

David: Everything you need. Nothing that will incriminate me, you know, just in case you're lying.

Edmund: And this will show the compound that will get Mariaís memory back?

David: Just give that to your experts and then get back to me with my money.

Edmund: If it checks out, I will.

David: And make sure I don't get thrown back in jail, Edmund. They won't let me take my Bunsen burner.

Edmund: Just be careful, Hayward, or you'll be wishing you went to jail.

Aidan: You know what? You're right. Hayward should know how it feels to lose his family and his career.

Maria: And be afraid that they're never going to come back.

Aidan: Yeah. I think that that would be real justice.

Maria: Yeah, it would. Too bad it's not going to happen.

Aidan: Anything can happen.

Maria: What do you mean? Aidan?

Aidan: You know what? It's a little late. You should get home to Wildwind.

Maria: No, no, wait a minute. Why are you trying to get rid of me all of a sudden?

Aidan: Because I haven't done any work, and I need to do some work around here.

Maria: Yeah, I didn't mean to start any trouble or anything, though.

Aidan: It's all right. It's nothing I can't handle.

Maria: I was just venting. Aidan, I mean, thanks for letting me vent, but --

Aidan: That's right. You're welcome.

Maria: Ok. I'm going -- Iím going to go, then, and I will see you later. Ok. Have a good night.

Aidan: And you.

Aidan: Anna? Hey, what's wrong? The mall? Why? That's funny. I hate shopping, too. Must run in the family. Well, why don't you bag it and catch a movie or something. Absolutely. Yeah. Nothing much. I'll speak to you later. Bye. Yes.

Aidan: Hey, listen, will you cover for me? There's something I really got to take care of.

Man: Yeah.

Aidan: Thanks, man.

Mia: Jake, I really don't know how I fell.

Jake: All right. I know Iím bringing you down by talking about it. I tell you what -- why don't we talk about a wedding date instead? And let's make it really soon.

Mia: All right, but not until I can walk down the aisle.

Jake: Well, I got news for you. You can walk right now.

Mia: But I'm still in -- in here, and Iím going to need a little time to pull it together. We both know that.

Jake: Mm-hmm. Well, as a matter of fact, you're being released and moved out of the I.C.U. Today.

Mia: I am?

Jake: Yep.

Mia: Oh, that's so great.

Jake: It is great. It is great. So I tell you what. Why don't -- why don't we see how your legs are feeling, huh? You want to try and get up and walk a little bit? I mean, the sooner you start moving --

Mia: Yeah, I know, I know, I know. All right. I guess I can do the shuffle to the nurses' station, right?

Jake: Oh, nurses' station. You know what? On one condition. You've got to hang on to me. I don't want any setbacks.

Mia: From now on, I promise I will look where I'm going at all times. Let's find my sister, ok? I want to ask Liza to be the Matron of Honor. I think it's time I start giving something back to her. She's done so much for me.

Tad: Oh, honey, of course I believe you. I know you're not some kind of murderer. I meant what I said. I'm going to get you through this somehow. Whatever you need, whatever you want.

Liza: I need you to keep it a secret.

Tad: You want me to lie to Jake? Come on.

Liza: I know how this looks. It looks like I pushed her on purpose, and the police --

Tad: No, no, wait just a second. Don't panic, ok? The police can't prove a crime that didn't happen.

Liza: They do it all the time.

Tad: No, not to people that can afford a Dream Team.

Liza: I'm married to Adam Chandler. I have just given him on a silver platter everything he needs to take my daughter from me.

Tad: Ooh. Liza, does -- does anybody else know this happened?

Liza: Only my mother.

Tad: Oh, my God. You might as well broadcast it live.

Liza: What do you mean?

Tad: Honey, your mother isn't exactly, you know, the brightest bulb up there on the Pine Valley billboard.

Liza: And your point is?

Tad: If Marian can add two plus two, that means somebody else out there is eventually going to figure out what happened, except for the part where you didn't mean to do it.

Liza: So you think I should take my daughter and I should run?

Tad: No. No, that is the last thing you do. All that is going to do is make you look incredibly guilty.

Liza: But then at least we would be free and Colby would be safe.

Tad: Liza, listen to me. If you get caught, you will never see Colby again.

Liza: My God. Why doesn't all this go away?

Tad: Because, honey -- because your sister nearly died and my brother is going to do everything he possibly can to figure out why. He is going to use all of his Stanford education. And if he does figure it out before you tell him the truth and if the cops figure it out before you come forward, you will look guilty of attempted murder.

Liza: My sister fell days ago. Tad, she's had two surgeries and a life-threatening infection. I already look guilty.

Tad: I know it looks bad, but you've got to do this. It's your only shot of hanging on to Colby.

J.R.: My dad ruined your life? How?

Mr. Lewis: Ever heard the word "downsize"?

J.R.: Sure.

Mr. Lewis: Well, your daddy downsized me out of a job.

J.R.: You worked for Chandler Enterprises?

Mr. Lewis: Used to, until your father decided to eliminate my division.

J.R.: I'm -- Iím sorry. Look, I'll talk to my dad.

Mr. Lewis: No, you wonít.

J.R.: Yes. No, I can probably get you your old job back.

Mr. Lewis: I don't want a favor from the drug-addict son, the boss' drug-addict son.

J.R.: No, I -- Iím clean. I have been for months.

Mr. Lewis: Well, I bet your high-priced shrink is real impressed.

J.R.: I know Iíve made some mistakes and my dad can be a selfish jerk.

Mr. Lewis: What? You don't respect your parents?

J.R.: No, I'm honest. And I care about your daughter very much, Mr. Lewis, and I just want to prove to you --

Mr. Lewis: How badly you can break Laurieís heart, huh? How you'll dump her for some princess in your tax bracket?

J.R.: No, no, I'm not like that. You're not being fair.

Mr. Lewis: Welcome to the real world. All right? There's no way you're ever going to date my daughter, hmm? You got that, Junior?

Mr. Lewis: You stay away from my daughter, and we won't have a problem.

J.R.: Laurie? Laurie, wait.

Laurie: What are you doing here? What went down with my dad?

J.R.: Your dad told me everything.

Laurie: Everything?

J.R.: About him being canned from Chandler Enterprises?

Laurie: Sorry I never told you about that. My dad doesn't usually mention it.

J.R.: Yeah, I got that.

Laurie: You also get why we can't be together?

J.R.: Not really.

Laurie: My dad thinks you're a bad influence, that you're using me.

J.R.: I'm not.

Laurie: I've tried to change his mind, but I got nowhere.

J.R.: Honestly, I really don't care what your dad thinks or what bogus rules he makes up. I care about you. I want to be with you. And I won't give up.

Tad: Liza, you've got to come clean right now. And if you don't, Adam will get custody of your daughter, and he will have it before they slam the door closed on your cell.

Liza: You're right. I'll go to the police.

Tad: I'll go with you.

Liza: I'm not afraid of the police. I'm not afraid of jail. I'm afraid to tell Mia. I don't want to be the one to tell her that Iím the reason she fell out the window.

Maria: Hi. Is Aidan in the back?

Man: Nope. He took off.

Maria: He said he was working tonight.

Man: He probably is. He's just not pouring drinks.

Maria: What do you mean?

Man: Well, Aidan took off out of here like a man on a mission. Do you know what he's up to?

Maria: Yeah, I might.

David: Oh. What the -- what? Oh. You.

Aidan: I'm glad you're up.

David: Not your stupid game again.

Aidan: It's time for the good doctor to taste some of his own medicine. Don't worry, Davey boy, you won't remember a thing.

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

Greenlee: The next chapter of my life has to start right now.

Kendall: Because I need to ask you a favor, a big one.

Jake: My God, Liza. You tried to kill your own sister.

Aidan: Shall I?

Maria: No. Let me.

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