All My Children Transcript Wednesday 3/19/03
Proofread by Gisele
>> Previously on "All My Children" --
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?
Boyd: Which team are you on?
Erica: I don't want to live like this -- these ridiculous demands and then your accusations and your jealousies! No, I'm sorry! It is too much. It's over!
Doug: Hey, Laurie.
Laurie: I'm busy, Dad.
Doug: I thought I'd give you a ride home after your shift's over.
Laurie: I'll take the bus.
Doug: Oh, come on, Laurie, you're not going to freeze me out forever, are you?
Laurie: What do you expect? You filed bogus charges against Jamie.
Doug: Well, as far as the Martin kid's concerned --
Laurie: He spent a night in jail, and now he has to go before a judge when the only thing he did was lie to protect you and to keep me out of foster care.
Doug: So, now, Laurie, if you let me get a word in, maybe --
Laurie: To say what? Jamie's life is wrecked because of you.
Jamie: No, it's not. Life's ok.
Laurie: Jamie, how can you say that?
Jamie: Your Dad dropped the charges.
Liza: I just wondered if you or one of your friends might have seen him.
Adam: No, no, no, no, there'll be no repercussions. We just want to make sure he's all right.
Liza: Well, if you hear anything, would you just have him call here at home.
Adam: Yeah, if you do, please contact us right away. Thank you.
Liza: No luck?
Adam: His friends seem as worried about him as we are. I think it's time to bring the police in on this.
Liza: I think you're right. He's been gone 24 hours.
Adam: I'll get Derek to put out an APB.
Stuart: Adam, you don't have to do that. I know where J.R. is.
[Knock on door]
Lysistrata: Greenlee, come on in.
Greenlee: What's that beast?
Lysistrata: Ooh. A concession to conformity.
Greenlee: Great. Even my shrink's a sellout.
Lysistrata: Lie down and let's get started.
Greenlee: You lie down. I need to keep moving.
Lysistrata: Well, whatever works. You sounded desperate on the phone.
Greenlee: Desperate, disillusioned, disappointed.
Lysistrata: You want to tell me the problem?
Greenlee: Well, I thought I'd found out who had been e-mailing me, only he turned out to be a she, and then she led me back to him, only he won't say for sure that it's him. He --
Lysistrata: Ooh, boy.
Greenlee: You know, it gets better. The mystery man walked out on me, and then my co-worker, who clocks more time in jail than at the office, read me the riot act.
Lysistrata: And what do you want from me?
Greenlee: I want you to tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do now.
Lysistrata: Hallelujah! It finally happened!
Lysistrata: You hit bottom. How does it feel?
Lena: Michael, no need to call me back. I just thought you'd want to know I'm making progress with Enchantment's chemist, Boyd Larraby. Oh, you don't take reservations? How long of a wait for a table? Party of two. Ok. Thank you.
Bianca: Sounds like you have a date for dinner.
Lena: That all depends on whether you're free to join me.
Jack: Well, it looks as though the lady may want to return this.
Erica: Don't even think about following me.
Jack: Chris, is there anything at all that I can do?
Chris: You can tell me the truth, Jackson. Who's Erica sleeping with?
Laurie: So, that's it? The case is really closed?
Tad: That's it. Jamie's record is still clean.
Jamie: Like it never even happened.
Laurie: Jamie, that's so great. I'm so sorry.
Jamie: Hey, it's over.
Laurie: I think my dad was trying to tell me, but I cut him down before he had the chance.
Tad: If it's ok with you, I'd like to talk to your dad for a minute. All right?
Tad: I want to thank him for dropping the charges.
Laurie: Please, and if you see your mom, Opal, tell her thank you for me?
Tad: Mom? Why? What'd she do?
Laurie: She talked to me, like my mom used to, helped me see that I had choices.
Tad: Good for Mom. Good for you, too.
Laurie: Thanks. Jamie, what you went through for me --
Jamie: Hey, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Know that.
Tad: Mr. Lewis? I'm Tad Martin, Jamie's father. Mind if I join you for a minute?
Doug: Suit yourself.
Tad: Quite a morning. Kids really have a way of putting you through it, don't they?
Doug: They can be a handful.
Tad: I'm grateful that Jamie's in the clear.
Doug: Well, your son got into something that was none of his business.
Tad: Yeah, that may be, but I know my boy, and even if he refuses to talk about it, I got a pretty good idea about what did and didn't happen to land him in that jail cell. I also know that you and I have a lot in common.
Lena: Well, how fun.
Bianca: What is?
Lena: Well, this place is so lively. Oh, over here.
Bianca: Ah. I got to say, Lena, you really surprise me.
Lena: How do you mean?
Bianca: Oh, I don't know. I just imagine you having dinner in four-star restaurants and ordering in French.
Lena: I guess I'm developing a taste for things American.
Boyd: Erica, I wanted to catch you before you left.
Erica: What is it, Boyd?
Boyd: Well -- you know what? This can wait till tomorrow.
Erica: No, no, stay. I have an announcement to make. My engagement to Chris Stamp is off.
Boyd: Oh, whoa. Erica, I'm sorry.
Erica: Don't be. I'm not. Get Lena in here so we can make a press release.
Boyd: Well, actually, Lena's already left for the day.
Erica: Well, then, get Bianca.
Boyd: Well, Bianca and Lena sort of left together.
Erica: Fine. I'll take care of it myself. It's what it always comes down to, anyway.
Boyd: Look, Erica, I'd be glad to stick around and help you.
Erica: No, no, I'd like to be alone.
Erica: Oh, Chris. How did we end up here? It looks like we are having the honeymoon before the wedding.
Chris: Uh-huh. We're having the honeymoon now and on our wedding night and every night for the rest of our lives, baby.
Jack: You took root in my heart the day I met you, and you will live there until the day I die.
Erica: Oh, Jack.
Opal: So who's it going to be, girlfriend? Bachelor number one or bachelor number two?
Jack: Look, Chris, I know this isn't the time or place to talk about what just happened with Erica, but if I were you, I'd try to do some damage control.
Chris: Look, I don't give a damn about damage control. I want to know who she's seeing. I'm telling you, I'll find out who.
Jack: So tell me. Just how bad was it before the ring toss?
Aidan: As bad as it gets, mate.
Greenlee: Excuse me. This is bottom?
Lysistrata: Absolute basement.
Greenlee: I thought bottom was me watching while my psycho mother-in-law killed my husband.
Lysistrata: That wasn't bottom, Greenlee. That was limbo.
Greenlee: As in caught between floors?
Lysistrata: Limbo as in the cosmic dance, when you ask the question "how low can I go"? Now you know.
Greenlee: So I've hit an all-time low.
Lysistrata: Your personal worst. Why don't you tell me about this mysterious e-mailer.
Greenlee: He's proof that some mysteries should go unsolved.
Lysistrata: Hmm. Not quite what you envisioned?
Greenlee: I envisioned someone sensitive and caring with eyes that could see to the bottom of my soul.
Lysistrata: And you found --
Greenlee: A handyman with grease under his fingernails who speaks broken English. There's no way seņor fix-it wrote those e-mails.
Lysistrata: You say that there's a woman in the mix?
Greenlee: Yeah -- Sydney with a Y. She sent the e-mails.
Lysistrata: On behalf of seņor fix-it?
Greenlee: She's Carlos' boss.
Lysistrata: He told her what to say?
Greenlee: No, it's impossible. It's not Carlos.
Lysistrata: Because you don't want it to be?
Greenlee: No, because he's too --
Lysistrata: Common? Street? Down and dirty? The polar opposite of Leo?
Greenlee: This has nothing to do with Leo.
Lysistrata: Greenlee, Leo's dead, but he continues to shape your reality. You're still looking to Leo for direction.
Greenlee: Where should I look?
Lysistrata: Your future, where you're going, why you're not getting there.
Greenlee: Well, what are you saying, that I'm in my own way?
Lysistrata: Here, here, here, sit down. Sit, sit.
Lysistrata: Just breathe deep, ok? Breathe deep and don't panic. You'll live. Every journey starts with a first step. The question is, are you ready to take it?
Stuart: He -- he came to me on the condition that I wouldn't tell anybody until after he was gone.
Adam: Gone? Gone where?
Stuart: San Diego. He joined the crew of a tramp steamer.
Adam: A tramp steamer? Ok, you're kidding?
Stuart: Nope. First port of call is Manila. That's in the Philippines.
Adam: I know where it is.
Liza: Who are you calling?
Adam: I'm calling the police in San Diego. They can pick him off the dock.
Stuart: Adam, the steamer sailed this morning.
Adam: Stuart, what were you thinking? How could you let this happen?
Liza: Well, it sounds like J.R. was bound and determined to do what he did regardless of anyone else.
Adam: Running away from home isn't going to solve anything.
Stuart: It's J.R. taking charge of his life, Adam. He promised me that he'd study real hard and get his GED by mail.
Adam: GED? My son was slated to go to Harvard!
Stuart: Adam, that was your dream. It wasn't J.R.'s.
Liza: Adam, maybe this isn't the worst thing.
Adam: Well, of course you can say that. It's not your son, is it?
Liza: J.R.'s not on the streets. He has a job.
Adam: He has a job on a tramp steamer. Now, that's going to shine on his resume.
Liza: Well, he can use this time to set new goals.
Adam: I didn't raise my son to work on a cargo ship.
Liza: Yes, you did, because that is what your son has chosen for himself.
Adam: I can't believe what I'm hearing. My son has run away and you give him your blessing. Stuart, how could you? How could you let him go?
Stuart: Adam, you let a boy go, and he'll come back a man. You keep him locked up, he'll always be a little boy. I'm sorry.
Adam: Are you really?
Stuart: I know when you look past all this anger that you're just a father worrying about his son.
Adam: Now my son's deserted me. Is my wife next?
Greenlee: Thanks. I'm ok now. This is payback.
Lysistrata: What is?
Greenlee: Not being able to breathe. I've been suffocating everyone else, sucking the air out of the room with my rants and tantrums.
Lysistrata: Who's everyone else?
Greenlee: You name them -- Kendall, Mia, Simone, Carlos.
Lysistrata: Carlos. You crossed him off your list of eligibles, right?
Lysistrata: So it's hasta la vista, baby?
Greenlee: Why? You think I should give him another chance?
Lysistrata: You think he'll give you one?
Greenlee: I don't know. What do you think?
Lysistrata: Greenlee, are you asking for my permission to go after Carlos? He touched you once by accident, and you went off on him. Now, what does that tell you?
Greenlee: I guess I owe him a major apology.
Lysistrata: And what do you owe yourself, Greenlee, if you find out Carlos is your mystery e-mailer?
Greenlee: You think? You think Carlos is the one?
Simone: Yoo-hoo? Greenlee? This is a not unconditional truce. Greenlee? Huh. I wonder if Carlos has a thing for Greenlee.
Doug: Our only link is that we're both dads.
Tad: No, I lost my wife. She died about a year ago. So I got some idea what you're going through. I know how hard it is to raise a child, especially a teenager, alone.
Doug: Yeah, well, Laurie misses her mom.
Tad: You do, too. Around our house, things get bad between me and Jamie, my wife used to help out. She used to help take the heat off.
Doug: Yeah. Listen, why don't you just say what you want to say?
Tad: Yeah, ok. We both know my son lied to protect your daughter. Come on, that ridiculous story about him hitting you? And we both know that that's the reason you dropped the charge, because he was doing the right thing by Laurie. You're not the first man in the world to have a change of heart in the cold, sober light of day.
Doug: I'm not saying you're right, and I'm not saying you're wrong.
Tad: I'm not judging you.
Doug: Yeah, but what do you want?
Tad: I want to help you.
Doug: Why? I mean, what's in it for you?
Tad: No. Question is, what's in it for Laurie? You see, my dad was the meanest son of a bitch that ever walked this planet. He used to drink. I remember when I was 6 years old, I would do whatever I had to to make sure he hit me and not my mother. Now, I'm not saying that's you. I'm not saying that has anything to do with you. I know that stress, grief, self-pity can make good people do things they'd never dream of doing, but I also know for a fact that where our children are concerned, when the damage is done, it's done, end of story. So the next time you feel like your only source of relief is crawling inside a bottle, what the hell, why don't you give me a call? Seriously. You know, when I finally manage to shut up, I'm actually a pretty good listener.
Jamie: Hey, Laurie. Don't mind your old man and my dad making small talk.
Laurie: Yeah, if that's all they're doing.
Jamie: Yeah? Hey, Stuart. What's up? J.R. did what?
Bianca: I cannot believe that I'm making such a pig of myself.
Lena: I like a girl with a healthy appetite.
Bianca: I got to tell you, this used to be a meal for me, and even that I had to, like, choke down.
Bianca: Yeah. I had an eating disorder. I was anorexic. I actually nearly starved myself to death. Is it -- I'm sorry. Is this too much information?
Lena: No, no, no. It's just what you're saying, it's so revealing, and you're very open.
Bianca: Well, I feel very comfortable with you, and I don't like treating any part of my life like a dirty little secret. I've been there, done that.
Lena: Was it traumatic for you, coming out?
Bianca: Yeah, on lots of levels. Was it painful for you?
Erica: Opal, I have no time for your Dog Patch dilemma of the day.
Opal: Hey, the Dog Patch dilemma of the day is you breaking off your engagement with Chris like some backstreet barroom brawl.
Erica: You heard?
Opal: Of cou-- heard? Yeah. What do you think? I mean, the whole town is buzzing, and why wouldn't they be? I mean, here our biggest fish in our little pond here, lobbing her engagement ring like a hand grenade in a lobby with a whole crowd of looky-looks gaping-eyed, big-eyed, slack-jawed -- whoo.
Erica: Please, will you just spare me the commentary, ok, Opal? I really have had it up to here.
Opal: So, does Jackson know that you're a free agent? Ok. He knows.
Erica: Well, he came in at the end. What in the world are you doing?
Opal: Me? I'm just locking the barn door before you go charging out of here to look to Jack for comfort and where that always leads.
Erica: Opal, this is really none of your business.
Opal: Oh, yes, it is, and what makes it my business is the fact that I have sat ringside for the Jackson-and-Erica tango for way too long not to have some say in the way it plays out.
Erica: Look, you are stepping way over the line.
Opal: Oh, come on, please. You knew how this was -- what the drill was here. I mean, you reel Jackson in and then you let him out. You reel him in and you let him out, playing him for all he's worth, all the while, the poor sap not knowing that he hasn't got a chance because of something that he did back when the earth was cooling.
Erica: What in the world are you talking about?
Opal: I'm talking about you. I'm talking about you've never been able to really give yourself to Jackson because you can't forgive him.
Erica: Forgive him? For what?
Opal: For helping Travis take Bianca away from you all those many years ago.
Erica: Opal, I don't need you playing southern fried shrink.
Opal: Hey, I'm just calling them like I see them.
Erica: Well, you're confusing the issues, because what happened today is that I broke my engagement to Chris.
Opal: Yeah, and so now you're going to go shaking your little booty around Jackson, get him all his juices flow and get him panting, make him want you more than he's ever wanted you before, and then, bingo, that's when you lower the boom and shut him out again.
Erica: And you blame me for that? Jack helped Travis rip my heart out. Bianca was my life, and they both knew that, because of Jack, I lost Bianca, and Bianca lost me. She lost her home. She lost her mother, and look -- look what that's done to her. Look how she has suffered for that. Look how she's turned out.
Opal: Honey -- honey, do you truly believe that Bianca is gay because she didn't spend her wonder years under your influence?
Erica: Yes, yes, I do. I do. I truly believe that.
Lena: Americans are somewhat puritanical about sexuality. European attitudes are somewhat relaxed.
Man: Excuse me. Those buffalo wings as good as they look?
Bianca: They're terrific.
Man: Look, I'm Billy. This is Kyle.
Bianca: I'm Bianca. This is Lena.
Kyle: Hi. Do you mind if we join you, or are you waiting for your dates?
Tad: Listen, you got my phone number. You use it whenever you want to, all right?
Jamie: Dad, you're not going to believe this.
Tad: Why? What is it?
Jamie: Stuart just called. J.R. left town.
Liza: What gave you the idea that I'm walking away from our marriage?
Adam: When you mentioned that the passion is gone and you have to learn to trust me all over again.
Liza: That's a statement of fact. It's not a divorce decree.
Adam: Well, why dance around it? We go through all the motions. We talk about what we need, all right, what we want from our marriage, from each other. Maybe neither one of us has the guts to admit --
Adam: That there's no hope for us.
Liza: Is that what you really think?
Adam: No, damn it! I'm asking you, Liza.
Liza: Adam, I know that you're upset that your son is gone.
Adam: Yeah, my son is gone. He's gone. From all indications, you're next.
Liza: You know, I hate when you do this. You are frustrated with your son, so you're going to take it out on me.
Adam: Where else can I go, Liza? Who else can I turn to? You're my wife. Liza, isn't that what a partner's for? To offer love and comfort when life seems unbearable? When was the last time we did that?
Colby: Mommy, Daddy, why do you fight all the time? Why can't you just love each other?
Greenlee: Simone. I have something to say to you.
Simone: Ok. Give me your best shot.
Greenlee: I'm glad you came back.
Erica: You don't know how many nights I just laid there wondering if -- well, how Bianca's life would be different now if she had had me more at the time of her life when she really needed me most, and Jack made that impossible.
Opal: Well, you know, honey, you see things the way you want to see them, not the way they are. It's a human failing, but I am asking you, don't yank Jackson around by the nose just for old time's sake. It isn't fair to him, and it isn't fair to you, and I'm not going to stand here and be witness to it again.
Jack: Look, I want you to stay on Chris Stamp like white on rice. You understand me? With this breakup with Erica, he just may make a dumb move.
Aidan: Yeah, sure. I'll stay on top of it.
Aidan: Yeah, you're welcome. It's exactly what you hired me to do, so I can do that.
Jack: Look, I know you have your reasons, and I have mine.
Aidan: But as far as your reasons go, I just hope when we get to the end of this for your sake that it's worth it.
Jack: Oh, trust me, laddie, she is worth it.
Chris: Double scotch, straight up. Flanders.
Flanders: Stamp. You must be desperate, chancing a meet in public.
Chris: Yeah, well, things changed.
Jamie: Stuart said that he didn't know when he was coming back, but he said he'd write to all of us.
Laurie: He didn't even say goodbye.
Tad: That might be our fault.
Laurie: I have to get back to work.
Tad: You all right?
Jamie: J.R.'s been mess up for months. I should have saw this coming.
Tad: We all should have.
Jamie: Laurie's a wreck.
Tad: Why not? She cares about J.R. He cared about her.
Jamie: I care about her, too.
Tad: I know you do, but before you go getting any ideas about taking his place in her life, you think long and hard about why you want to do it.
Jamie: Dad, I know what I'm doing.
Tad: Yeah. I forgot. See you at home.
Jamie: All right.
Doug: I'm sorry, Laurie, about J.R., about everything.
Laurie: I thought my senior year was going to be golden, you know? Nothing's worked out the way I planned.
Doug: Well, what about Jamie? I mean, you're with him now?
Laurie: I don't know.
Bianca: Actually, guys, we're not waiting for anyone.
Lena: Bianca's with me.
Bianca: And I'm with Lena. Girls' night out.
Lena: No boys allowed.
Kyle: Oh, you could have said something.
Bianca: I don't know. I thought we just did.
Billy: It's ok, really. We didn't know.
Lena: What does the dude think they didn't know about?
Bianca: Probably the same thing I'm not quite sure about myself, but I suspect. Am I right?
Liza: We'll be right over. Are you ready to do this?
Adam: No, but we can't go on like this, can we? So, come on. I'll drive.
Greenlee: Look, Simone, I know I've been a raving schizo -- sending you mixed signals, on again, off again friends, co-workers --
Simone: Ok, so what are we now?
Greenlee: I'm not sure, but you've been a loyal friend and a terrific part of the Fusion team -- when you're not behind bars.
Simone: Yeah. So --
Greenlee: So I'm asking you to forgive me for putting my issues with my father on to you and to see if maybe we could start over.
Simone: Most definitely.
Greenlee: Thank you.
Simone: No. Thank you.
Greenlee: Stop, stop. Now --
Greenlee: I have to deal with Carlos --
Simone: Oh, yes.
Greenlee: Who probably hates me by now.
Simone: Oh, I -- I doubt that.
Greenlee: Why do you say that?
Simone: Well, remember that day when he let me down easy because he told me his heart was already belonging to someone else?
Simone: Well, sweet thing, I think he meant you.
Greenlee: I don't know. We barely know each other.
Simone: Yeah, well, now you'll never know because you fired him.
Greenlee: Oh, God. I can't just call him like nothing happened.
Simone: Oh, why not? Call him. Apologize. You did it to me. It didn't kill you, and what doesn't kill you --
Greenlee: Makes you stronger, I know.
Simone: Yeah, so go ahead. Do it.
Greenlee: Carlos, it's me, Greenlee. I was wondering if you could swing by my place tonight. I need to talk to you -- about a plumbing problem.
Simone: Well, did you call him?
Greenlee: Yeah, I told him I had a plumbing problem at home.
Simone: You invited him to your place?
Greenlee: Bad move?
Simone: No. No. Not at all. Come on, grab a coat.
Simone: Yeah. You've just invited this totally built gorgeous man to your apartment.
Greenlee: To fix the plumbing.
Simone: Carlos will be there with his tools, right?
Greenlee: I guess.
Simone: Well, then, sweet thing, you have to have tools of your own. Come on.
Greenlee: Where are we going?
Simone: Where do you think? To find the trashiest lingerie that we can find.
Greenlee: Are you crazy?
Jamie: Laurie? Can I ask you a question?
Laurie: Yeah, sure. What's up?
Jamie: Will you -- will you go out with me?
Laurie: I'm sorry, Jamie. It's too soon, and I'm not ready for this.
Lena: Bianca, I enjoy being with you. Isn't that enough for us to know for now?
Bianca: Yes, it's enough. For now.
Opal: You know, when Jackson took the stand, he was looking out for Bianca. He was doing what was best for her. Well, it seems to me that you have a choice to make now. You either got to let go of the past or you've got to let go of Jackson. Just got to make up your mind and your heart once and for all.
Chris: Listen up. You're on my dime now, on call, until I say it's over.
Flanders: Tell me what you need.
Chris: What you do best -- neat, discreet, and it can't be traced back to me.
Lysistrata: Tad! What are you doing here?
Tad: Oh, I thought I'd stop by and whisk you off for a little impromptu dinner --
Lysistrata: Um --
Tad: That is, of course, if you're not in session, which it looks like you're not, so, what do you say? Let's jump on the old hog and hit the road.
Lysistrata: Actually, I can't do this now.
Tad: Do what? Get to know me a little better? Maybe succumb to a little more boyish charm?
Lysistrata: Oh, in the words of Freud, your timing sucks.
Tad: Why? I kind of thought that you and I were off to a pretty good start last time around.
Lysistrata: Uh -- Tad, this is a really, really, really bad idea.
Tad: Lys, if you don't want to have dinner with me, then all you got to do is say --
Adam: You two-bit broken-down gigolo! You did this to us!
Lysistrata: See? I told you this was a bad idea.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Tad: You're a fool if you lay this off on Liza. Then again, who am I kidding? You've always been a fool.
Simone: Well, you could pay attention to what's right in front of your face.
Boyd: Yeah? And what's that?
Carlos: You should take off your clothes.
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