AMC Transcript Tuesday 3/18/03


All My Children Transcript Tuesday 3/18/03

By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Greenlee: It's not a hard question, Carlos. Are you the one who's been sending me the e-mails? Please, it's just you and me, and I want an answer. Is it you? Ok. Let's review. Sydney Bergeron is your boss. The e-mails came from her computer. If it wasn't you, did you put her up to it?

Carlos: I should go.

Greenlee: No, you should stay and answer my question. Did you send me those e-mails?

Maggie: Your mother is totally giving me the evil eye, Henry.

Henry: Yeah, I don't care.

Maggie: Yeah, well, I don't want to upset her.

Henry: I think it's too late.

Maggie: Well, in that case, who cares.

Henry: You know, once she gets to know you, she'll be cool.

Maggie: Once she gets to know me, right. All she wants to know is that I'm history.

Henry: Ok, well, it's not you exactly. It's just --

Maggie: Yeah, right.

Henry: I mean, my mother has a hard time opening up to strangers --

Maggie: Mm-hmm.

Henry: And she can be a little overprotective.

Maggie: A little?

Henry: Ok, fine, a lot. But you know, she wants me to be happy. And you make me happy, so she'll just have to adjust.

Maggie: I make you happy?

Henry: Can't you tell?

Lee: Oh, a clean plate. I like this girl.

Maggie: It was amazing.

Lee: Hey, maybe sometime I can teach you how to do it.

Maggie: Oh, actually, I'm a little bit dangerous in the kitchen.

Lee: I'll hide all the sharp objects, ok?

Henry: Yeah, including Mom?

Lee: Look, don't worry, all right? I'll talk to her.

Alma: Two for lunch?

Joe: Yes.

Maria: Yes, thank you. This is really a great place.

Joe: Yes, I've been coming here for years.

Maria: I've probably been coming here for years, too, and just don't remember.

Joe: Well, then let me suggest you start with the pot stickers.

Maria: Ok.

Joe: And if you can take the heat, kung pao anything.

Maria: Ah, well, see, there's the big question, though -- can I take the heat? Because I am going back to medical school.

Joe: Maureen, when you returned to pine valley, I knew you had to go back to medicine because you were a born doctor.

Maria: Yeah, but I'm not who I was anymore, and I just -- I don't know -- what if I don't have what it takes to be a doctor like Maria Santos?

Reggie: So, man, give it up. Give me the dough.

Jack: Reggie, just relax for a second, ok? We'll talk about this.

Reggie: Relax? 50 g's makes me all kind of relaxed, all right? So where is it? What do we do?

Jack: It's not that simple.

Reggie: Yes, it is. 50 Gs? Look, I'll take a check, cash, money order --

Jack: Releasing reward money is a complex process, especially when there's a minor involved.

Reggie: Oh, you're really trying to play me.

Jack: No, I'm --

Reggie: Oh, you're really trying to play me. I turned in a felon, all right? I earned that money. I want my money.

Jack: You'll get it.

Reggie: When?

Jack: In about 12 years.

Kendall: There's no way Michael and my mother are doing the nasty.

Chris: You know that for a fact?

Kendall: Yeah, the fact is Michael is very well taken care of in the bed department. The last thing on his mind is making it with another woman, and certainly not Erica.

Chris: Wow. How can you be so sure? I mean, he's such a player.

Kendall: He's not playing with my mother, all right?

Chris: Just because --

Kendall: Because it's called trust. It's a little thing called trust. Maybe you should try it sometime. Listen, Michael isn't interested in anyone but me. If he was, I would feel it. I would know.

Chris: Really? You would know? Really?

Erica: For us?

Michael: I took the liberty of ordering us lunch en suite. I hope you don't mind.

Erica: You were so sure I'd come?

Michael: Was I being presumptuous?

Erica: Food is just as good in the dining room.

Michael: The dining room. Erica, the dining room lacks a certain amount of privacy.

Erica: And whose eyes are you hiding from? Kendall's?

Michael: No, it's just that some things are better kept quiet. You must agree. You are here.

Erica: I'm here to see what you have the nerve to do next.

Carlos: I see the e-mails give you comfort.

Greenlee: Comfort? They're making me crazy.

Carlos: In a good way?

Greenlee: Yes. No! That's not the point. Here, look at these. Read them.

Carlos: They're beautiful words.

Greenlee: Did you write them?

Carlos: I -- I see they make you happy.

Greenlee: You've noticed? Why? It's none of your business unless you were the one who sent them.

Carlos: Do you want me to be?

Reggie: What do you mean, 12 years? Ok, this is some kind of joke, right?

Jack: No, Reggie, this is not a joke. Here's what I've done. I've arranged to have the money put in a trust for you.

Reggie: A trust? That's my money. You had no right to do that.

Jack: Reggie --

Reggie: You had no right!

Jack: I did have a right. I'm your legal guardian, but what I was trying to do was look out for your best interest.

Reggie: My best interest?

Jack: That's right.

Reggie: No, you were looking out for your best interest, not mine.

Jack: Let's get something straight right now. I get absolutely nothing from this except the knowledge that when you're old enough to know what you want, money won't be a problem.

Reggie: By then -- you know, by then I'll probably be dead.

Jack: Well, now, looks like you have something to live for, doesn't it?

Reggie: Come on, J. I can live for right now, right now. I can really live right now. That money -- that money can do all types of things.

Jack: Right now what you need to do for yourself is to stay in school and out of trouble, Reggie.

Reggie: In school? What, you're my father now? You going to lecture me? You're my dad? No. You didn't want me here. I don't want to be here. Just give me the money and I'll be on my way. We can forget we ever met.

Jack: Why do you want this money so badly, Reggie, huh? Is it to pay off this thug you've been covering for?

Kendall: You're so concerned about Erica catting around, why don't you just ask her?

Chris: Well, because I'm asking you.

Kendall: Oh, you're coming to me for the truth? Well, that's a first.

Chris: Well, I'll get to the truth with or without your help.

Kendall: Chris, it's staring you right in the face. Michael is with me, and you're stuck with Erica.

Chris: Kendall, Kendall, you're so naive. Look, I know what I'm seeing.

Kendall: Until you see Michael Cambias with his tongue down my mother's throat, you're not seeing anything.

Chris: Thank you. Kendall, I've seen them together. You've seen them together.

Kendall: So what? So they had a meeting. It's no big deal.

Chris: Well, it's no big deal now, but -- correct me if I'm wrong, but the last time you saw them in here together, didn't you throw a fit and almost bring the roof down?

Kendall: I was insecure. I overreacted.

Chris: And now you are so secure with the relationship that all the time your mother and Michael are spending together, it doesn't bother you?

Kendall: Listen, Michael is only interested in my mother's business, not her -- not her.

Chris: Mm-hmm. And you know that because of --

Kendall: He told me.

Chris: He told you?

Kendall: Yeah.

Chris: Right. And you believe him?

Kendall: Yeah. Michael is with me and only me. Got it?

Erica: So, Michael, what did you want to discuss?

Michael: Well, us, of course.

Erica: Cambias Industries and Enchantment?

Michael: Who else?

Erica: Oh, none for me, thank you. I don't drink.

Michael: All right.

Erica: So why don't we get down to business.

Michael: Yes, why don't we. Please.

Erica: Thank you.

Michael: You know, I have to say I'm a little concerned about the way the press has been portraying our business deal.

Erica: We don't have a deal.

Michael: Well, not yet. But in the meantime, the press is suggesting that we're at war.

Erica: Well, you can't believe everything you read.

Michael: Or hear. Your local dirt-slinger, Steele, just paid me a visit. He's trying to turn our negotiations into some kind of a scandal.

Erica: Excuse me, did you say my local dirt-slinger? Are you implying that Enchantment leaked the news about your proposal?

Michael: Well, it certainly wasn't Cambias Industries.

Erica: Well, it certainly wasn't Enchantment. So it would seem that this discussion is over.

Michael: Ahem -- one more thing.

Erica: Yes?

Michael: You know, there is the matter of the joint venture to iron out.

Erica: No, there isn't. You see, for once Donald Steele got it right. Enchantment is not interested. Give my regards to Kendall.

Michael: Yeah, speaking of which, one more thing.

Erica: What is it?

Michael: Last time we were together, you warned me about Kendall.

Erica: I am not here to discuss Kendall.

Michael: I know, I know. But I just want you to know that you -- you were right. Kendall -- well, she just -- just isn't the woman that I thought she was going to be.

Erica: Why are you telling me this?

Michael: Well, because I've found the woman that has everything I've ever wanted.

Erica: You've got to be kidding.

Greenlee: What, do you just sit there watching me read the e-mails and then share a good laugh with Sydney?

Carlos: No, it's not like that.

Greenlee: Well, I don't know that, do I? Because you won't tell me.

Carlos: Mira, no se porque tienes que hacerlo.

Greenlee: You know, don't give me that "no comprendo English" bit, ok? It's not going to work with me. You know English just fine when you want to.

Carlos: You know what, knowing English has nothing to do to know when you're happy.

Greenlee: Why the hell do you care how I feel?

Carlos: Because when you're happy, you're not such a raving bitch.

Greenlee: Did you just call me a bitch?

Carlos: Raving.

Greenlee: Well, that proves it.

Carlos: What?

Greenlee: There's no way you could possibly be the man writing to me.

Mia: I guess this was not such a great idea.

Edmund: Oh, no, it's -- it's fine, really. Maria -- Maureen -- is, you know, still a part of my life.

Mia: Yeah, so how do you deal with all that?

Edmund: I have Sam and Maddie, I have my work, and I have scintillating interviews. First question -- shu mai or wonton? What do you want?

Mia: Well, you go right for the jugular, don't you?

Joe: Why don't you audit some premed classes, like Organic Chemistry?

Maria: Really? You think?

Joe: Yeah, I think you can go along with it. And while you're at it, you might even consider taking an O-Chem midterm -- you know, for the fun it.

Maria: Oh, yeah, for the fun of it.

Joe: Well, it'd be sort of like a placement test, see how much you remember.

Maria: Yeah, you know what, why not?

Joe: Why not, indeed.

Maria: Yeah.

Joe: You can't lose anything by it, and I think you might surprise yourself.

Maria: I hope in a good way.

Joe: Mm-hmm. Listen to me -- I used to watch your surgeries years ago, and you were brilliant. And I'd like to help you get that part of your life back again -- I mean, if that's what you want.

Maria: Yeah, thank you, Joe. Thanks. And if I -- if I do pick up neurosurgery again, then maybe I can fix my own head.

Maggie: These are amazing.

Henry: Yeah, Uncle Lee insists that they're --

Maggie: What, aphrodisiacs?

[Phone rings]

Maggie: Oh. Oh, it's Anna.

Henry: Oh, go ahead.

Maggie: You don't mind?

Henry: No.

Maggie: Thanks. Hey, how's my cous?

Lee: She's a nice girl. I hope Alma doesn't scare her off.

Henry: Yeah, well, Maggie doesn't scare easily, but that won't stop Mom from trying.

Lee: Look, I'll talk to Alma, but I can't make any promises. Huh?

Henry: Mm-hmm.

Alma: Henry, why don't you tell your professor that you don't need that Maggie as your lab partner.

Reggie: It's not about paying off anybody. I just want my money.

Jack: For what? Twenty pair of sneakers, some fancy clothes, impress your friends -- what?

Reggie: For my sisters.

Jack: Your sisters?

Reggie: Yes. I need the money so I can take care of my sisters.

Jack: Well, that's really decent, man. Look, I'd planned to tell you all of this over dinner tonight, but since it's come up, I just want you to know your sisters are being taken care of. I placed them in the best foster homes.

Reggie: You did?

Jack: Yeah, I did.

Reggie: That's cool, you know, but it's still a foster home, you know? I want to give them a real place to live with their own rooms, their own things. I want to take care of them, you know, like a brother should. Take them to the zoo, to the park --

Jack: Reggie, you'll be able to do all that in time.

Reggie: They need me now. They need me now.

Jack: Look, right now -- Reggie, right now, if I gave you this money -- be honest with me -- you know it would burn a hole in your pocket. You'd go through it like this, and it wouldn't change anything -- not for you, not for your sisters, not for anybody.

Reggie: Well, I want to find that out for myself.

Jack: I'm sure you do, man. Look, will you please just trust me on this?

Reggie: Do I really have a choice?

Jack: Yes, Reggie, we all have choices. And you have the choice on how you live your life.

Reggie: Not another lecture.

Jack: No, it's not another lecture. You listen to me, though. It's a simple list. You grow up, you go to school, and when you find out who Reggie Porter really is and you're ready for that money, then maybe you'll be able to buy an entire house for you and your sisters.

Reggie: A house? I could own my own house?

Jack: There's no reason in the world why not, my friend. Look, do me a favor. Think about this. Get up, go home, get your homework done, all right?

Reggie: Yeah, home.

Jack: Yeah.

Reggie: I'll catch you at the crib, all right?

Jack: Ok, at the crib. I'll see you there then, dawg.

Reggie: Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Jack: You're welcome a lot. Get out of here.

Jack: Hi, Jack Montgomery for Erica Kane, please. Well, do you know what time she might be back? No, no. No message, thank you.

Erica: You're good, but you're not me. You tried to put a bear hug on Enchantment. You tried to use the press to manipulate our negotiations.

Michael: I told you I didn't do that.

Erica: And you failed. So this is your answer? Romance en suite? Michael, did you really think I would fall into your arms?

Michael: Erica, my feelings for you have nothing to do with business.

Erica: Michael, do you really think that I'm going to fall for this?

Michael: I was hoping I could be honest with you, yeah.

Erica: Let me be honest. There's not a chance in hell that I would even glance at a man coming to me fresh from some other woman's bed.

Michael: Look, I told you, Kendall --

Erica: No, I know what you're after. You just get over yourself.

Chris: This relationship that you're having with Michael -- is it exclusive?

Kendall: That's none of your business.

Chris: Well, no, it's just because I've been asking around, and it seems like he's been making all the right moves -- the chopper rides, fancy restaurants, jewelry -- "Swamp Girl." Now, that's classy. Did he buy that for you?

Kendall: So what if he did?

Chris: What, you think you're the first -- sorry. Hardware like that -- it can blind someone, especially someone who sees only what she wants to see.

Kendall: Why don't you take your insinuations and your dirty mind and get out of my face.

Chris: Kendall, Kendall -- Kendall, you, of all people -- you should know that love -- not even love stands a chance against temptation.

Kendall: I should have known this was coming. Like daughter, like mother, right? She's wearing your ring, making whoopee with someone else? Well, I didn't, and Michael wouldn't. Not with my mother.

Chris: No. Kendall, you know so much. Tell me -- where is he right now?

Erica: And here I thought this meeting was going to be a complete waste of my time.

Michael: You find me amusing, do you?

Erica: I find you delightfully frank.

Michael: Well, that's not such a bad thing, is it?

Erica: Not at all.

Michael: So tell me -- how do I win you?

Erica: Get in line.

Michael: Ooh, well, that wasn't a no.

Erica: Michael, you're intelligent, you're very charming, you're rich. What woman could say no?

Michael: A woman with the same qualities, maybe more. Someone like you.

Erica: So you think we're well-matched?

Michael: Oh, I think we are perfectly matched.

Erica: What exactly do you think you're doing?

Kendall: For your information, Michael is waiting for me in his room right now.

Chris: Alone?

Kendall: Of course alone. He's working.

Chris: On what? Or, should I say, on whom?

Kendall: All right, you know what? That's it. I'm going to take you to Michael's room right now. I will show you how wrong you are.

Michael: I think I'm doing exactly what you expect me to do since you came in here. The only question is, will I live up to your expectations or not?

Chris: Business?

Erica: Chris, what is this?

Kendall: How dare you. How dare you! Chris was right. One man's not enough? You have to go after mine?

Erica: Chris, Michael and I were just in the middle of --

Kendall: Yeah, we saw what you were in the middle of. Well, lucky for you, Michael isn't interested. Are you?

Michael: Actually, I am interested in Erica as a business associate.

Kendall: I told you.

Michael: Well, listen, we were simply having a friendly meal, is all we were doing.

Chris: Oh, yeah, very friendly.

Michael: And I was hoping to have something to celebrate business-wise.

Chris: A merger, perhaps?

Erica: Chris, how dare you just barge in here like this.

Chris: Why, are you afraid of what I might find?

Erica: Were you hoping? Is that it? Is that what you wanted, to find something to support your crazy suspicions? Oh, look, I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to do this here.

Michael: Well, that was ugly.

Kendall: I've seen worse.

Michael: Thank God it's over. And thank you for believing in me.

Kendall: Ah-ah -- not so fast.

Chris: Erica --

Erica: Don't touch me!

Chris: Right here, right now, you look me in the eye and you tell me you're not sleeping with another man.

Erica: I am not sleeping with Michael Cambias. How many times do I have to tell you that?

Chris: You go to his plane, you do business in his room!

Erica: Why does how I do business threaten you?

Chris: I'm beginning to wonder what kind of a business you're in. Is showing cleavage and thigh the only way you know how to put an offer on the table?

Erica: Well, what are you doing? You calling me a tramp now? You saying that I'm a woman who will just sleep with anybody just to get what I want? Is that what you're saying?

Chris: Well, if the shoe fits --

Erica: Oh, you're out of your mind.

Chris: Erica, Erica, don't you walk away.

Aidan: Why don't you let Erica --

Chris: Hey! You back the hell off.

Henry: I'm not saying anything to Professor Stevens.

Alma: Why not?

Henry: Well, for starters, I want Maggie as my partner.

Alma: But she'll distract you.

Henry: No, she lets me be myself. Look, I'm not a kid anymore, mom. I can handle my studies and a girlfriend. Excuse me.

Lee: You worry too much.

Alma: You don't worry enough. If it were up to you, Henry would never have gotten his scholarship. He'd be playing video games and watching music channels and running around with American girls.

Lee: Oh, come on, Alma. Let him live a little.

Alma: He can do plenty of living without her.

Lee: Well, who knows, she might be good for him.

Alma: That kind of thinking is no good for anybody.

Maggie: Round two looked kind of rough. Do you want me to just go?

Henry: No, I want to kiss you.

Maggie: Well, can you wait until your mother puts down that pitcher of water?

Henry: I'll wait, but don't make me wait too long.

Maggie: I won't.

Joe: Oh, good Lord. I have to run.

Maria: Ok.

Joe: But, look, it is settled. You will at least audit O-Chem, right? And you'll think about the midterm, huh?

Maria: Yes, I will be there with my number-two pencil and a panic-stricken look on my face. That'll be me.

Joe: You'll be fine. You'll be fine, sweetheart.

Maria: Thanks, Joe. Nice to see you.

Maria: Hey.

Edmund: Hi.

Maria: Uh, can I sit down?

Greenlee: These words are beautiful. Whoever wrote them couldn't be so crude.

Simone: Carlos is not crude. Ok, you don't even know him.

Greenlee: Oh, and you do? You're so busy with court dates, when do you have time to notice the help? Oh, except to admire the way he wears his tool belt.

Simone: You know, sometimes you can be a real bit--

Greenlee: Ah -- Carlos already covered that. Didn't you?

Carlos: I'll ask management for another assignment.

Greenlee: You do that.

Simone: Wait. What was that about?

Greenlee: I fired him.

Simone: What? Why?

Greenlee: Why are you even here? I fired you, too.

Kenny: About that --

Greenlee: What?

Kenny: Unless you're prepared to tender a significant buyout offer, Simone stays.

Greenlee: Or, what, you're going to sue me?

Kenny: Well, yes.

Simone: Corporate law is Kenny's specialty, and he's really good at it.

Kenny: I'm sure I'll lose a case eventually.

Simone: No. So, what do you say?

Edmund: Please, of course. Sit down.

Maria: Thanks.

Edmund: I'm just not alone.

Maria: No, I know. I noticed that. I just -- actually, that's kind of why I came over, because I just wanted to say that I'm glad that you're moving on.

Edmund: Well, actually, I'm conducting an interview.

Maria: Oh. Ok. Um, well, you looked like you were having fun. And I -- I don't know. I just -- you know, I was hoping that you would find somebody --

Edmund: Don't worry about it.

Maria: Ok, I'm really stupid. So you obviously don't need my blessing or anything. No.

Edmund: I don't.

Maria: I know you don't.

Edmund: Mia, Hi. Do you know Maureen Gorman?

Mia: No. Hi.

Maria: Hi.

Mia: Nice to meet you.

Maria: Nice to meet you.

Mia: Yeah.

Maria: I'm sorry, I -- you know what, I'll let you guys get back to your interview.

Mia: Ok.

Maria: But nice to meet you. Nice to see you.

Edmund: Nice to see you.

Maria: Ok. Bye.

Mia: This is so weird. Is this weird for you? Do you want to go?

Edmund: No. No, I don't want to go anywhere. I'm happy right here with you.

Henry: What is it?

Maggie: Where'd your mom go?

Henry: She's in the back office doing the lunch receipts. Why?

Maggie: I waved at her and then I smiled, and --

Henry: How'd that go?

Maggie: Your mom totally hates me. Maybe the wave was too much?

Henry: Relax. She'll come around someday.

Greenlee: Fine. You and your bad attitude can stay.

Simone: The depth of your heart touches me. You know, I will make this up to you.

Greenlee: You bet you will. You're not getting a penny until your legal bills are paid.

Simone: Greenlee, be human, ok? I've got, like, bills.

Greenlee: Well, if you'd ease up on the gin and tonics, maybe you could save some money.

Simone: Oh, come on, Greenlee. My rent is due. Be serious.

Kenny: Why don't I --

Greenlee: Maybe you should've thought about that before you started racking up jail time.

Kenny: Ladies, Simone doesn't owe any legal fees.

Greenlee: She doesn't?

Simone: I don't?

Kenny: Not if you're a pro bono client.

Simone: You would do that for me?

Kenny: Sure.

Simone: Oh.

Greenlee: Ugh. Saved by a man again. My God, Simone, is that your answer to everything?

Simone: You know, there is nothing wrong with accepting kindness.

Greenlee: You're so needy.

Simone: Oh, that's right. And you don't need anyone, right? Snuggling up with your e-mails may be bliss for you, but it doesn't work for me.

Greenlee: There's someone behind those.

Simone: Well, too bad he's too afraid to show his face.

Greenlee: He's just waiting.

Simone: For what? Who would take a chance on a bitter old, nasty piece --

Kenny: If you'll excuse me, I've got a meeting. We're clear about Simone's contract?

Simone: Thank you. It's the nicest thing anyone's done for me in a long time.

Kenny: You're welcome. Until tomorrow.

Simone: Ok. Well, there's another decent man you've scared off.

Greenlee: Do you really think the person who's been e-mailing me is lying low because I'm so impossible?

Simone: Well, if you weren't, wouldn't he show up by now?

Michael: What's wrong?

Kendall: I thought you were working. What exactly -- what went on here?

Michael: Kendall, my only intention was discussing the joint venture.

Kendall: And Erica's?

Michael: Well, we have different approaches to negotiations. Hers is more hands-on. What can I tell you?

Kendall: You mean she came on to you?

Michael: Well, I didn't want to say anything in front of Chris, but --

Kendall: Why did you protect her?

Michael: Because it's not my place to expose Erica in front of her fiancÚ. And besides, that guy is wound up tight enough as it is.

Kendall: Oh, aren't you such a gentleman. Erica deserved to be busted.

Michael: Maybe it was a midlife crisis of some kind.

Kendall: Oh, no, no. There's no way. You know what it is? For the first time in her life, Erica is jealous of me. Of me. For the first time ever, I finally have something that she wants and she couldn't have. Could she?

Michael: Honey, you are the only one that I want.

Kendall: Man, it must blow Erica's mind to know that someone in her league actually chose me.

Michael: I did choose you, Swamp Girl.

Kendall: I'm so lucky.

Michael: Oh, honey, come here. I am the lucky one.

Chris: Erica?

Erica: It's all right, Aidan.

Chris: No, nothing -- nothing is all right! You've been lying to me. I know you, Erica, from the ground up. You've been hiding something, and it's destroying us.

Erica: No, what's destroying us is you. Your jealousy, your insecurity, your "caveman, my woman" behavior. I don't even know who you are anymore.

Chris: I am the man who loves you. I would do anything, risk everything for you.

Erica: Oh, really? And this is how you show your love? By humiliating me? By insulting me?

Chris: Why? Why aren't I enough? Why isn't what we have enough to make you happy?

Erica: What we have? We don't have anything anymore. All we have is our life has become a war zone.

Chris: Yeah, but it doesn't have to be. We could fix it. I swear, if you were to tell me the truth right now, Erica, we can get past this. Please -- please, trust me enough to tell me the truth. If you -- if you can't do that, then there's nothing worth saving.

Erica: No, I won't live like this. These -- these ridiculous demands and your accusations and your jealousies. No, I'm sorry. It is too much. It's over!

Maggie: All right, let's see.

Henry: Oh, here.

Maggie: Ooh, ooh, that was good. I like that.

Henry: Uh-oh.

Lee: I haven't seen Henry that happy since -- since he got his guitar.

[Henry and Maggie laugh]

Edmund: What's so funny?

Mia: Oh, it's -- it's nothing.

Edmund: What? No, no, come on.

Mia: Ok. Ahem -- "your life will be fulfilled beyond your wildest dreams."

Edmund: Yeah? What's so funny about that?

Mia: No, no, no. It's just that there's this game that we used to play where after you read your fortune, you put the words "in bed" at the end. I know, it's silly. It's completely silly.

Edmund and Mia: "Your life will be fulfilled beyond your wildest dreams in bed."

Mia: Yeah. I know, it's so stupid.

Edmund: Ahem. What do they put in this food? No, it's very charming, actually. Very charming.

Mia: You're not going to put that in the interview, are you?

Edmund: The interview's over.

Mia: Oh, ok. Good. Good.

Edmund: But we can, you know, still talk if you like. Do you ride?

Mia: Horses?

Edmund: Mm-hmm. Would you like to go riding with me?

Mia: I would love to.

Greenlee: If this e-mailer is afraid to face me, then he's a coward, and I don't want him in my life.

Simone: Whatever helps you sleep at night -- alone.

Greenlee: It's better than sleeping with --

Simone: Who? Your father?

Greenlee: You said it.

Simone: You know what? Don't start. I am so sick of you busting my butt every time something goes wrong. Your cyber man's a no-show? It's not my problem. It's not my fault. So stop acting out all over me.

Greenlee: He's not the issue.

Simone: Oh, bull. It's all about him because whoever he is isn't doing what you want. And you hate that because you hate not being in control.

Greenlee: You're damn straight because if I was, you'd be out on your butt.

Simone: Would you listen to yourself? You are so angry at the world, no one stands a chance of getting close to you.

Greenlee: That's not true.

Simone: Oh, the hell it isn't. Since Leo died, no one can get near you. You know, it's easier for you to write off the world as not being good enough, including those people who actually care about you.

Greenlee: You don't understand.

Simone: Yeah? Well, if you feel like no one understands you, then that's your own damn fault.

Greenlee: It's me. I need to see you. Right now. It's an emergency. I'll be right there.

Kendall: Promise me something?

Michael: Anything.

Kendall: Please, please swear that you'll never lie to me the way my mother lies to Chris.

Michael: Oh, sweetheart, I could -- I could never lie to somebody so beautiful, so intelligent. Somebody I -- somebody that's so perfect for me. I could never do it.

Kendall: If Erica ever dared to put one hand on you, I would --

Michael: What would you do?

Kendall: I'd kill her.

Chris: It's over, just -- just like that?

Erica: I mean it. Unless --

Chris: What?

Erica: If you're serious about a future with me, please, can you take back all those horrible things that you said?

Chris: I'm not like the other men you thought you loved. You don't get a free pass from me.

Erica: That's all you can say? Fine!

On the next "All My Children" --

Lysistrata: Are you asking for my permission to go after Carlos?

Bianca: Sounds like you have a date for dinner.

Lena: That all depends on whether you're free to join me.

Adam: There's no hope for us.

Chris: You could tell me the truth, Jackson. Who's Erica sleeping with?

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