AMC Transcript Friday 6/20/03


All My Children Transcript Friday 6/20/03

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Proofread by Alicia

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

David: I'm going to make sure that you both know what it feels like to watch your family crumble around you.

Greenlee: When we started Fusion, our goal was to beat Enchantment.

Kendall: Yeah, it still is.

Greenlee: When you're not sucking up to Erica.

Kendall: She's my mother.

Greenlee: That piranha will never be the mother you want her to be.

Erica: Opal, I think that Jack is Greenlee's father.

Jack: Mary, what -- what are you doing here?

Mary: Hi. Jack, I've been here practically from the moment they brought you in.

Jack: Is that right?

Erica: Yes, and, darling, you know Joe Martin has given strict orders that I am the only visitor you're allowed to have. So, Mary, I'm afraid you're going to have to go.

Jack: Well, hang on. I mean, what were you about to say, Mary?

Erica: Darling, you have just had surgery. You really need to rest. Please.

Jack: Erica, Iím just trying to find out what happened while I was under the knife, that's all.

Erica: Nothing happened.

Jack: Well, something happened. I mean, all of a sudden, you're full steam ahead on us getting married.

Erica: Well, I explained that to you.

Jack: Yeah, but Mary here, for some odd reason, seems to think she knows why that is.

Erica: Well, why on earth do you think Mary could possibly know anything about me, Jack? I mean, Mary Smythe is a virtual stranger.

Mary: Oh, I must have forgotten. I thought I told you that Jack and I go way back.

Jack: Ok, tell you what -- humor me. Just satisfy me, Mary. Why do you think that Erica is so eager to marry me?

Mary: Because she's afraid of losing you.

Jack: Of losing me? Why would she ever be afraid of that?

Simone: I will get back to you with a firm delivery date. Oh, no, thank you, Rennie. It was such a pleasure. Yes! Guys, you are so not going to believe what just happened.

Greenlee: The sisters of perpetual lawsuits have accepted you as a novitiate?

Simone: That's quick. Actually, that was the sound of me pulling another coup for this company.

Mia: Try saying that three times fast.

Simone: That was Smudge on the phone.

Kendall: Really? Well, tell him to give my regards to Schmutz and Schmutzy.

Simone: Hello. This is your early afternoon carbo slump wake-up call. Smudge is that tiny chain of cosmetic boutiques in Manhattan.

Greenlee: Yeah. So?

Simone: "So?" Our sexiest man in America contest has generated monster buzz in Gotham. I mean, young women are clamoring for Fusioneyes, Fusionlips, Fusionbody. Smudge wants as much product as we can ship by the end of next week.

Greenlee: Next week?

Mia: Oh, God, Simone. Please don't tell me you made a firm commitment.

Simone: Oh, it's a killer deal. You'd be insane not to.

Greenlee: Have you checked out our inventory lately?

Simone: No.

Mia: Our practically nonexistent inventory?

Simone: We're tapped out?

Greenlee: We've been handing out samples hand over fist for this sexy man promo. The coda gig cleaned us out completely.

Mia: There is no way that we can restock and deliver the quantities that you promised by next week.

Simone: No, sure we can. We'll just fire up Kendallís cauldron.

Mia: Oh, yeah, and perhaps by Halloween, we'll have enough product.

Kendall: Hello. Hello. Listen. We can solve this mini crisis with one phone call.

Greenlee: To who?

Kendall: To my mother. Who else?

Greenlee: Call a Florida housewife. Now, why didn't I think about that?

Kendall: I meant I'm going to call Erica.

Greenlee: Call the army, air force, navy, and marines. I'm going to call Smudge and tell them we can't deliver.

Kendall: No, if you do that -- if you do that, you're going to be prying this phone from your cold, dead hands.

Jamie: Get out of my face, man.

David: Get away from Laurie.

Jamie: What is your problem? This is personal.

Laurie: Jamie, it's ok.

Jamie: No, it's not ok. Where do you get off butting your face in my business?

David: I care about Laurie.

Jamie: Since when?

Laurie: Jamie, let it go.

Jamie: No. He's acting like he owns you.

Laurie: No, that's what you do, Jamie.

Jamie: What? Are you serious?

Laurie: He's just looking out for me. He's being a friend.

Jamie: Dr. Evil doesn't have any friends. I know the body count. I know the lives you've ruined. I don't ever want to see you come near Laurie again --

David: Just what the world needs, another big-mouth Martin.

Laurie: Dr. Hayward, please.

David: You want to check out what kind of man I really am? Is that what you want?

Tad: Get your hands off my son.

Erica: Mary, don't be so dramatic. And please don't put words in my mouth. Jack, of course I'm not afraid of losing you. Joe Martin gave me such good news. He said that you came through this surgery with flying colors, with not one possible problem. So you are going to live a long and ecstatically happy life with me right by your side.

Jack: From those beautiful lips to God's ears.

Mary: Actually, Erica, I wasn't referring to Jack's health. I rather think this is one of those clarifying moments. I mean, given your tempestuous history together with the breakups and the misunderstandings --

Erica: Excuse me. Mary, how on earth would you know anything about my relationship with Jack? And anyway, as you can see, we are back together. We always get back together.

Mary: I know that, but Jack's close call has served as a bracing reminder that you could lose it all in the blink of an eye.

Erica: Mary, I think you need to relax.

Mary: Well, forgive me if I'm sounding morbid. I'm sorry. It's just that this is the way I see it. I think Erica is taking you up on your proposal and seizing the moment before fate or some act of nature intervenes.

Erica: Ok, you know what? Time really is up, Mary, so it's time for you to go. Now, Iíll step right outside with you.

Mary: Ok --

Erica: And, darling, you just rest. I'll be here.

Mary: I just -- I just want one moment with Jack first. You don't have a problem with that, do you, love?

Erica: Mary, Jack is in intensive care. Do you understand that? He's not up for reminiscing.

Mary: Ok. I promise I'll keep it short and very sweet.

Erica: Mary, Dr. Martin has given very strict orders, as I mentioned earlier, about visitors. Not even Bianca or Reggie are allowed to visit Jack right now.

Mary: Jack, do you get the impression that Erica is unwilling to leave me alone in here with you? Ok. I'll come back when you're more rested. And I'm so thrilled that you're ok.

Jack: Well, then that makes three of us. Sweetheart, you don't happen to know who this blood donor was, do you?

Mary: It wasn't me. I gave blood and it wasn't my type, but Jack, you would have been so touched by the overwhelming response to Ericaís televised plea. Even Greenlee, my daughter, who never --

Erica: Ok, that's it. Your time really is up, so Iím going to walk you out. I'll be right outside, darling. You just rest. Ok, exactly what do you think you're doing?

Mary: What do you imagine I'm doing?

Erica: You're angling for the biggest mistake of your life.

Mary: What mistake is that?

Erica: I refuse to play your twisted little guessing game.

Mary: You're the one who's talking in circles.

Erica: No, I'm the one who's going directly for the truth.

Mary: And that truth is?

Erica: The truth is that this miracle donor is Greenlee, your daughter. And I figured you'd want to cash in on that, use Greenlee to get Jack's gratitude all hot and heavy so that you could lure him back into your life. But this goes much deeper than that, doesn't it?

Mary: Hmm. Much deeper.

Erica: The connection that you are dying to play is not your connection to Greenlee but Jack's connection to Greenlee, right? Greenlee is Jack's daughter.

Mary: Yes, Erica, Greenlee is Jack's daughter.

Kendall: Greenlee, give me the phone now.

Greenlee: Let go!

Kendall: No, we can fill that order for Smudge.

Greenlee: You're going to beg Erica for a bailout? Are you brain-dead?

Kendall: We'll cut a deal.

Greenlee: You would sell Fusion's soul for a case of lip color?

Kendall: Ok, will you just give -- give me the phone. Just shut up one second and listen to me, ok? We use Enchantment's manufacturing plant to produce our products, and in return, we offer Erica --

Greenlee: Erica demands four pounds of firmed and toned flesh -- make that three pounds and gristle on a stick. You'd never recover from this, Kendall, and neither will Fusion.

Kendall: I don't understand what's wrong with --

Greenlee: Show her you're desperate enough to crawl to her and beg for her help? I mean, you don't think she's going to use that, let every single supplier know?

Kendall: Who said anything about crawling?

Greenlee: Oh, not this Chiquita. If I was suffocating and Erica was a tank of oxygen, I would suck exhaust from a tailpipe before I would beg for her help.

Simone: You know, all this fighting is making me hungry.

Mia: Yeah, I think there's some Chinese noodles from the Jade Garden in the mini fridge.

Simone: Ok, the last one there is a rotten egg roll.

Mia: Great idea.

Kendall: You know what your problem is?

Greenlee: A partner who's stuck on selling out to the competition?

Kendall: No. You're letting your grudge against Erica get in the way of Fusion's business.

Greenlee: And you're letting this mother-daughter fantasy cancel out your common sense. Erica is not going to cut you any favors.

Kendall: We've reached a higher level of understanding.

Greenlee: Is that why she cut you off like an ugly wart at the hospital?

Kendall: She was stressed out about Jackson.

Greenlee: And you were there to give blood. But opening a vein didn't give you any family privileges.

Kendall: Her fiancť was fighting for his life.

Greenlee: And God forbid tragedy make her human long enough to reach out to the warmest body, which happened to be you, her firstborn.

Kendall: Erica wasn't herself, ok?

Greenlee: She was classic Erica. She was self-absorbed and judgmental.

Kendall: People say things when they're upset.

Greenlee: Yeah, and then they apologize and they take them back, but she wasn't sorry, Kendall. She meant every hateful word. You should have heard Shrieka's whole diatribe.

Kendall: What?

Greenlee: Oh, she was raging on after you left.

Kendall: Yeah, and I'm sure you joined in for the chorus.

Greenlee: No, I blasted her for treating you like you're not her daughter.

Kendall: Yeah, right.

Greenlee: I was on a roll. I dared Erica to give you a second chance, to stop pushing you aside.

Kendall: So, what did she say?

Greenlee: It doesn't matter.

Kendall: Greenlee, what did my mother say?

Greenlee: That she's not your mom.

Kendall: I don't believe you.

Greenlee: Look, come on, let's just forget about Erica --

Kendall: No. You know what? No. I'm going to call Erica right now, and she's going to come through for me. You're going to see. I'm going to prove to you how wrong you are about Erica.

Simone: So, Mia, did you happen to mention to Greenlee about that mistaken identity with "US Weekly" magazine?

Mia: Well, she'll find out when it hits the stands.

Simone: Oh. Oh, I can't wait for that. She's going to absolutely flip. Are you mad at me?

Mia: Uh-uh. No.

Simone: Are you sure? Because you've been -- I don't know -- like, a little distant today. If Iíve done something --

Mia: No. Look, I'm really -- I'm not mad at you.

Simone: Ok, good. Because you need me.

Mia: I need you?

Simone: Yes.

Mia: Why?

Simone: To help you, to pull you back from doing wacked-out things like kissing Tad Martin on the beach.

Liza: Mia? You kissed Tad?

David: You don't have to worry about anything now, Jamie. Daddy's here to protect you from big, bad Dr. Evil.

Tad: Why does he need protecting?

David: You should feel proud, Tad. Your son's a chip off the old block.

Tad: What is he ranting about?

Jamie: I was having a private conversation with Laurie.

David: Yeah, and he needs to work on his charm. Instead of swooning, Laurie was close to tears.

Tad: Laurie, you all right?

Laurie: I'm fine. Can we just forget it?

David: No. Not until Jamie here apologizes for getting in your face.

Tad: Hey -- whatever they're talking about has nothing to do with you.

Jamie: That's what I said.

David: Well, look at this. For a change, I'm being double-teamed by Martin men. Or maybe you should call Jake and Joe, get them in on this, huh? Right or wrong, life or death, the Martins always stick together, don't they?

Man: Laurie, you've got customers waiting to order.

Laurie: I'm sorry, Mr. Hanks.

Mr. Hanks: Is there a problem, gentlemen?

David: This young man was harassing Laurie. I want him thrown out.

Tad: You're the one getting violent. Why don't you leave?

Mr. Hanks: Why don't you just lower your voices and take your seats, ok?

David: Why don't you go back to your fry vats and your shake machines?

Mr. Hanks: Sir, Iím going to ask you to leave.

David: Oh, is that the new B.J.'s policy -- no shoes, no soul, no service?

Mr. Hanks: Are you leaving, or do I call the police?

David: Whatever makes you feel like a man.

Mr. Hanks: That's funny. That's it.

David: Whatever happened to "the customer's always right"?

Tad: Went out the window with self-respect. If you've got some kind of delusional problem with me or my father, you bring it on. But don't you ever take it out on my son.

David: You mean the way you took it out on my daughter?

Tad: That's your bizarre fantasy. I'm not going to go there with you.

David: Go where? Dixieland? Love in the afternoon? Your wife in my bed?

Jamie: Dad --

Tad: No, it's ok.

David: No, it's not ok, Jamie. You see, when your father here ran out of steam, his wife came running to me. And Tad just couldn't take that. I didn't take her away from you, tad. Dixie came running to me. She was running as fast as she could to get into my bed away from you.

Tad: Let's not do this here.

David: No. Why not? Huh? I mean, this is a family restaurant, isn't it? It's all about family values. Excuse me, everybody. If you could stop shoving your faces for one moment, I'd like to share one thing of interest to all of you. My name is Dr. David Hayward, and I slept with this man's wife.

Tad: Oh, my God.

[customers murmur]

David: And all this time, he has been dying to get back at me. Well, he finally did get back at me. You see this man right here, Tad Martin? He killed my little girl.

Tad: We're leaving.

Anna: David!

Mr. Hanks: I tried to settle them down!

Anna: David, David, stop! David! David, stop! David, stop! Think! Let him go. Let him -- are you all right?

Jamie: Dad? Dad?

Tad: Get off me! What the hell, what do you think? Time to slap the cuffs on your ex?

David: Oh, that's great. Lock me up. Let the Martins roam the streets, killing babies.

Anna: David, I want to talk to you outside now.

Mia: Yeah, mm-hmm. I kissed Tad.

Liza: Yeah? And?

Mia: Well, his lips have logged on a lot of mileage, but they're no worse for the wear.

Simone: Oh, great. So Tad scores three stars out of four?

Mia: Yeah.

Liza: Who kissed who?

Mia: Our lips sort of just met in the middle.

Liza: I mean --

Mia: I know. I know what you mean. You're wondering who put the moves on whom, right?

Simone: Yeah, whom.

Mia: Right.

Liza: Well?

Mia: Don't look now, but there's a green-eyed monster breathing down your neck.

Liza: Well, do you think Iím jealous because of you and Tad?

Mia: Whoa, whoa. Because before me and Tad, there was you and Tad.

Liza: Oh, please. It's ancient stuff.

Mia: Oh? You know, it was just a couple months ago that you and Tad were locking lips.

Liza: So?

Mia: So -- isn't that part of the reason your marriage tanked?

Greenlee: Let me guess -- Erica gave you the busy signal.

Kendall: No, Val said she was at the hospital with Jackson.

Greenlee: Take it as a sign. We'll cook up another way to get the cosmetics.

Kendall: Greenlee, why are you so bent on keeping me from my mother?

Greenlee: Because if you give her an inch, she'll destroy you. Take it from someone who knows.

Mary: Greenlee is a lot like Jack, don't you think? She's smart, funny, unlucky in love.

Erica: Look, all these years you've known that Greenlee was Jack's daughter, but you never said anything.

Mary: Not even to my husband, Roger. He always thought of Greenlee as our mistake. But I never felt that way about her.

Erica: So you cheated on your husband?

Mary: No. Technically, I didnít. I was pregnant with Greenlee the summer I married Roger Smythe. That was one tragedy in my life. Not telling Jack was the other.

Erica: What possessed you? How could you possibly --

Mary: Turn my back on my baby's father? Because I was naive. It was a summer romance. Jack was a lifeguard, of all things.

Erica: And you thought he was broke and smelled like chlorine. So you chose money over love.

Mary: Wasn't that simple. And who are you to judge me?

Erica: I'm only trying to understand exactly where this is coming from.

Mary: I was married. I had a name and a reputation to uphold.

Erica: And now?

Mary: And now my husband's dead, and at this stage of my life, I don't really give a damn what anybody thinks.

Erica: I see. So, according to you, this is the perfect time for you to unload your guilty, dirty little secret? "Congratulations, Jack. You have a daughter." Only the announcement is about 25 years too late.

Mary: Well, it's still wonderful news. I think Jack deserves to know.

Erica: There's you. Oh, I'm sure you have already imagined the -- the tears of joy running down Jack's face, his heart filled to bursting with love for Greenlee. Overwhelmed by his memories of your summer romance all those years ago, he just allows the lost years to fall away, and you and Jack and Greenlee are united as a family. And of course, he forgets about me and our engagement.

Mary: Stranger things have happened.

Erica: Mary, how deluded can you be? Do you honestly think that Jack is going to fall at your feet?

Mary: Oh, God, no. I'm not that naive.

Erica: Oh, I think you are. Jack is a very warm man with a bottomless heart. I mean, had he known about his daughter, he would have just showered love and affection on her. But you deprived him of that, that joy. You kept him from his daughter.

Mary: I know what I did.

Erica: I don't think you do. Look, Jack is not some summer romance you can just pick up again like a paperback.

Mary: I know who Jack is also.

Erica: You don't know Jack. Jack is such a warm, such a caring man, and he loves me with all his heart. Now, if you tell him about his daughter, the daughter he was never permitted to love, in his condition, that could kill him.

Mary: So what am I supposed to do, not -- not tell him? What Jack doesn't know won't hurt him? Or you? Come on, Erica, be honest, now. You're not scared for Jack. You're afraid that you will have to take a back seat to Jack's new family.

Erica: Forget about me. What about your daughter, Greenlee?

Mary: I think Greenlee will be thrilled.

Erica: Oh, really? Thanks to you, she spent her life trying to earn the affection of a man who didn't love her. You really think that Greenleeís going to forgive you?

Mary: She'll understand in time. She'll come around.

Erica: I don't think so. She's just like you.

Mary: So she'll hate me twice as much as she already does. It's a small price to pay for finding out who her real father is and getting the love that she's missed out on all these years.

Erica: Mary, it is just way too late for this fantasy family of yours. Greenlee is too old to be pushed in a pram or build sandcastles. And anyway, who do you think you are?

Mary: Erica, as hard as your ego wants to deny it, once upon a time, Jack loved me. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. And though years may have passed, but you don't forget a love like that.

Erica: Jack forgot. And if what you say is true, that you care about Jack, then you will take this dirty little secret of yours to the grave.

Kendall: Ok, can we please move on to another topic? This lecture series on the mothers from hell is getting really old. Just because Mary sharpened her fangs on you doesn't mean --

Greenlee: This is not about my mother.

Kendall: You're right. It's about Erica. I finally have a shot at a relationship with her, and you can't stand it.

Greenlee: Oh, please.

Kendall: You know what, Greenlee? Why can't you just give it a rest and let me be happy for five seconds?

Greenlee: Do you want to know why? I'll tell you why. Because the Marys and Ericas of this world resent their daughters, for whatever reason -- competition, youth, beauty. We remind them of everything they used to be, all the promise, all the romances that have passed them by. But they can't let go, Kendall. They're running backwards. Year after year, they keep chasing an endless summer when it was all just a nonstop round of clam bakes and firelight kisses and midnight swims in the moonlight. They don't want us, Kendall. They want to be us.

Kendall: Well, maybe that's true about Mary.

Greenlee: It's true about Erica, too.

Kendall: No, it's not. You know, I feel sorry for you.

Greenlee: Why do I even bother? No, no, no, no. You want to know why? Because you don't get it. You don't need the families that you're born into. You have me and Simone and Mia, and we love you, Kendall. I don't know why, but we do. Let us be your family.

Kendall: That's very sweet, Greenlee. It is. It's very sweet, but, I'm sorry, it's just -- it's not enough.

Greenlee: I give up on you.

Kendall: No. You know what? I'm not going to let you do that. You know what? I'm going to go to Erica, and, like I said before, I am going to show you how wrong you are about her.

Greenlee: I don't believe this. You're going to drag your bony butt to the hospital, rub on Ericaís leg and mew like a love-starved cat.

Kendall: No, I'm going to present our situation vis-a-vis the cosmetics crunch and ask her for her help.

Greenlee: Wait, wait, no -- us. Fusion. I repeat -- why would she lend her prime competition a helping hand?

Kendall: Because -- because she loves me.

Greenlee: Kendall, you have to give up on this sad little pipe dream.

Kendall: You don't believe me? Fine. You are welcome to come along and join me and watch.

Greenlee: And mop up after Erica blows you out of the water?

Kendall: Are you coming or not?

Liza: Mia, you know what? Adam and I were in trouble -- the "no chance for survival" trouble -- before Tad came along.

Mia: Before Tad came along and his kiss woke you up to the fact that you couldn't remember the last time you sang in the shower or were happy just because the sun was out that day and that's all it took to make it a good day. That and the fact that you might run into Tad again and might accidentally on purpose run into his lips again.

Liza: Is that what Tad does for you? Takes you back to your happy place?

Tad: James, are you ok?

Jamie: Yeah, I'm fine.

Tad: Let me see.

Jamie: Dad, Iím fine. Laurie? Hayward is bad news. I don't want you to see him anymore.

Laurie: Excuse me?

Jamie: I don't want him using you.

Laurie: Hey, you just told me you were moving on without me, so you have no right to tell me who I can see.

Jamie: Laurie, I was --

Laurie: No, forget you, Jamie. It's my life. I can do what I want. I don't need your ok, ok?

Tad: He's right, Laurie.

Laurie: You know what, Mr. Martin? Dr. Hayward just lost someone he loves, and I know how that feels. So if he needs someone, I'm going to be there for him.

Anna: This has been quite a day for me. Aidan trashed his motel room, and you create a public disturbance. I've only been back on the job a few hours. Did you start that in there?

David: I wanted Tad to know how I feel.

Anna: I'm sure he knows how you feel.

David: No, he doesn't. He never lost a child.

Anna: Dixie was carrying his baby when she died.

David: But he never held her in his arms. He never sang to her, he never saw her smile. He didn't have to stand there and watch his little girl be lowered into the cold, dark earth.

Anna: So what if he had suffered like we have? What would that do for you, David? Would that bring Leora back? Take away your pain? You're so lost, David.

David: I know exactly where I am.

Anna: Do you? God, I don't. I wake up in the morning and there's this big, black pit that I could fall into. And I don't know if I'm going to make it through the day at all. I just -- I go through the motions. I get dressed. I do my hair. I don't ask any questions that I don't know the answer to. I just keep going.

David: Yeah, I get it. You just go on like Leora never existed, right?

Anna: You carry on. You carry on with the love that that little baby gave us. And using her death as an excuse to lash out in hate -- that is an insult to her memory, David. It's not going to make your life any easier.

David: That's my call to make, not yours.

Anna: I'm just telling you. God, I wake up in the morning and you're not there. I spend the whole day knowing that you blame me for that baby's death. That's ok, you know? I can cope with that. I am so sick of crying. I'll tell you the one thing that I can't tolerate is you going after the Martins for something that they didn't do. And if you persist, someone's going to put you in jail, and you're looking right at her.

Jamie: Laurie, will you forget about being nice to Hayward?

Laurie: Why? Because you say so?

Jamie: No, because he'll screw you up.

Anna: I talked to David.

Tad: You're not going to arrest him, are you?

Anna: I want you not to press charges. I've asked him to stay away from you and your family or else Iíll put him in jail.

Tad: With all due respect, I don't think a slap on the wrist and a warning from you is going to stop him. Do you?

Mia: Look, Liza, I don't need a guy in my life. Whether I'm happy or not, miserable -- it has nothing to do with Thaddeus Martin.

Simone: Yeah, rock on, Mia.

Liza: You sound a tad defensive.

Mia: Whatever Tad is to you -- the cream in your coffee, the fly in your soup -- that's totally your thing.

Liza: And what is he to you? A fill-in for Jake?

Mia: Tad is not a stand-in for Jake, and I am not a stand-in for you. Tad and I exist in our own time warp.

Liza: Mia, it hasn't even been a year since he's lost Dixie.

Mia: What are you saying?

Simone: Well, that -- Liza's, you know, saying that Tad's not ready for anything meaningful or deep.

Liza: Dixie was the love of Tad's life.

Mia: Ah, so Iím not good enough to walk in her sainted footsteps.

Liza: Oh, come on. That is not what Iím saying.

Mia: Ok, so what are you saying?

Liza: I'm just saying the timing is all wrong for both of you.

Mia: That is so not for you to say.

Liza: You know, I have been where you are. I'm telling you, don't do it.

Mia: Telling me? I mean, you're -- my big sister is giving me an order?

Liza: Look, you know what? You can take it any way you want, but I don't want you going anywhere near Tad Martin.

Mary: Erica, whether I tell Jack about Greenlee or not doesn't really concern you.

Erica: Well, of course it does, Mary. Everything that concerns Jack concerns me. We're engaged to be married. And anyhow, Jack will hate you.

Mary: I think I'll let Jack decide how he feels about me.

Erica: You know something, Mary? I have to say this to you. Your behavior is -- well, it's bizarre. I mean, you show up at my fiancťís intensive care unit, you announce that you want to take him away from me and that you plan to use your daughter to do that. I mean, what do you expect to gain from all this? What kind of a life would that be for you? You expect to have a life with a man who has never truly loved anyone but me?

Mary: Fine. Message received. I'm fooling myself.

Erica: No, I don't think that you are hearing me. Jack and I are going to be married. Now, if you tell him about Greenlee, I will be there to make sure he understands the depth of your deceit, exactly how deeply you have hurt him by keeping him from his daughter.

Mary: Oh, so in your perfect world, you're going to decide the right time to tell Jack.

Erica: Of course.

Mary: Then I -- you were just trying to convince me that it would kill him to learn about Greenlee.

Erica: No, no, no, no, Mary. Look, the one thing that we do agree on is that Jack has a right to know he has a daughter.

Mary: But I thought you just said you wanted me to take that nasty little secret to my grave.

Erica: Did I say that?

Mary: Mm-hmm.

Erica: Well, I will go to any lengths to protect Jack.

Mary: You don't want to protect Jack. You want to save yourself from the stepdaughter out of hell.

Mia: This is unbelievable. You're actually staking your claim.

Liza: Oh, don't be absurd.

Mia: You just ordered me to back away from Tad.

Liza: Because I care about you, Mia.

Mia: Oh, you think that big, bad Tad is going to do me some damage, huh?

Liza: Without meaning to.

Mia: Liza, Tad can't hurt me. I've developed an immunity to toxic guy syndrome.

Liza: You know what? Don't treat this like it's some sort of joke.

Mia: It's just what it is. Cupid's going to shoot one of those nasty little darts, it's going to bounce right off of me.

Liza: Do me a favor, Mia. Do yourself one. Don't test your beautiful little theory, not with Tad Martin.

Simone: Whoa, Nellie. And to think you wanted to have a sister. Who are you calling?

Mia: Who do you think Iím calling?

Simone: Oh, you are not.

Mia: Tad, it's Mia. What's the point of having a cell phone if you're never going to pick up? Listen, my big sister just found about our kiss on the beach, and she has officially forbidden me to see you. And I'm just wondering whose bright idea that was, Lizaís or yours.

Anna: I'm not going to be Davidís watchdog.

Tad: Fine. So how about you do your duty?

Anna: I did do my duty. I told him to stay out of trouble.

Tad: What if he doesn't?

Anna: I don't know. God help us.

David: Don't worry, sweetheart. Your daddy's not going to forget the promise he made to you. This is not over. There's going to be hell to pay.

Erica: Look, I'm the first to admit the very notion of having Greenlee as my stepdaughter makes my skin crawl. But my feelings are not the most important here.

Mary: Since when?

Erica: Jack's peace of mind in this comes first.

Mary: Oh, please. You're afraid of the competition.

Erica: I don't think so.

Mary: You know, I read your unauthorized biography.

Erica: What does that have to do with anything?

Mary: Oh, you know the part where your father abandoned you? I'm just standing here imagining what it's going to be for you to be married to a man whose entire world revolves around his daughter.

Erica: Look, Mary, the best thing you could do is to take yourself and that clone of a daughter of yours and get out of town.

Greenlee: Why are you in my mother's face?

Mary: Greenlee --

Greenlee: And why is Erica trying to stampede us out of town?

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

Greenlee: What do you have on Erica?

Kendall: Greenlee and I didn't come here to see Jackson. We came here because we have a business proposition for you.

Maggie: Ok, we have to get something straight right here, right now.

Tad: If you're going to kiss me, just do it because the suspense is killing me.

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