All My Children Transcript Thursday 7/17/03
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele
>> Previously on "All My Children" --
Man: I'm so sorry, miss. Are you all right? Miss?
Simone: Adios, amiga.
Maggie: Let me out right now.
Kendall: You're inviting me to your wedding?
Erica: I'm asking you to be part of it.
Kendall: Oh, this is beautiful. It is stunning. This is definitely the best work Olaf has ever done. Amazing.
Erica: Well, look at that design over there.
Kendall: This one? Is this --
Erica: Your dress for the wedding.
Kendall: Oh, my God. Erica, this is beautiful. This is stunning.
Erica: You like it?
Kendall: I love it!
Erica: Well, if there's something you don't like, we still have time.
Kendall: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, I love it. I love it, and you chose it. It's perfect.
Erica: It's actually more than I can say for mine. You know, I -- Iím having second thoughts about -- about the bodice.
Kendall: Oh. I can get that.
Erica: Thank you, thank you.
Myrtle: Oh, Kendall.
Kendall: Myrtle, come in.
Erica: Oh, Myrtle, good. I need a second pair of eyes. I need you to look at this. I mean, this morning I thought it was perfect --
Myrtle: Please --
Erica: And now I think that the bodice --
Myrtle: I can't talk about that now.
Erica: Oh. Ok, sure. Well, what is it?
Myrtle: Can we do this in private?
Erica: Oh, of course, yes. Linda, would you excuse us for just a moment?
Linda: I'm finished here. I'll just let myself out.
Erica: I see. All right. Well, thank you. Please have Olaf call me. Thanks.
Myrtle: Darling, I hate to worry you, but I cannot keep this inside myself a minute longer.
Erica: Well, what is it, Myrtle? Is it Bianca?
Myrtle: Yeah, Bianca. I think she's in bad trouble.
Lena: Hi. I'm here to see Bianca.
Simone: Oh, she's not here.
Simone: No, she left just a few minutes ago.
Lena: Oh, I guess that's good. From what Myrtle has been telling me, she's been locked up in her room for days. So, where did she go, to the office?
Simone: I'm sorry. I think she left for good.
Man: Are you all right?
Greenlee: Yes. Oh, yes.
Man: All is well, then. I'll let you go.
Greenlee: Yes. Yes, you can -- ow, ow! Oh! Ah, ah -- my ankle -- I think I twisted it.
Man: Sit down.
Greenlee: Ow. Ah.
Man: Let's take a look, please. Doesn't look too bad.
Greenlee: Mmm. Uh, uh, uh.
Man: Well, I feel responsible. Let me take care of you.
Greenlee: You know, if this was two or three months later and you were in this position, I'd be tempted to say yes.
Man: I wasn't planning on proposing marriage today, but it could help to avoid a lawsuit.
Greenlee: I was kidding about a marriage proposal, but a lawsuit sounds promising.
Man: Let me get some ice for your foot.
Greenlee: Oh, please, don't -- don't bother. I'll be all right.
Man: No, I must. The jury will be impressed.
Greenlee: Got to hand it to you, Simone. Your fake foot injury actually works.
Man: Here we are. Which foot is it?
Greenlee: The one without a shoe.
Man: Ah. Better?
Man: I took the liberty of ordering us something to drink.
Greenlee: You don't have to do that.
Man: It's why I came here. I ordered some ice cold lemonade.
Greenlee: Oh, could you tell them not to put too much sugar in mine? I hate it sweet.
Man: Me, too. I like it tart.
Man: I'm trying to keep you from thinking about the pain in your ankle.
Greenlee: Oh, well, you're doing a good job. It's working. Maybe you're used to women falling on the floor the minute they see you.
Man: Hardly. Besides, you look like a woman who doesn't fall easily.
Greenlee: That's the plan.
Greenlee: Three seconds before I met you, I swore off men.
Man: I'm very sorry to hear that.
Greenlee: Nothing personal.
Man: No, I understand. It's probably a good plan.
Greenlee: You think so?
Man: I can tell you have suffered something lately, an injustice.
Greenlee: That's right. I have -- an injustice.
Man: And you had your heart broken, too, haven't you?
Greenlee: Thank you. Lemonade, no sugar, right?
Man: No sugar.
Lena: She had a suitcase? How long ago did she leave?
Simone: Just a little while ago.
Lena: Did she say anything, like -- like where she was going or why? How did she seem to you?
Simone: Oh, she --
Carlos: She didn't say a word. She just -- she just left.
Lena: Oh. There must be a reasonable explanation for this.
Carlos: Do you want us to help you find her?
Simone: Oh, yeah.
Lena: No. No, thank you. I think I know what happened. Thank you.
Simone: Ok. Gosh, that's sad. Lena just got out of jail, and I bet after all the mistakes and all the misunderstandings, she was really hoping for a nice, sweet, happy ending.
Carlos: Ha. There's no such thing.
Simone: Don't tell me that.
Carlos: I mean, from my experience, and I think yours, things don't work out.
Simone: Yes, but, I mean, are you saying, like, not ever? I mean, I'm all for, you know, serial monogamy, I mean, but there's got to be a point. I mean, eventually, there has to be the one waiting for us.
Carlos: You know, if you -- if you're looking for reassurance, Iím not the guy to turn to. Not today.
Simone: Carlos, there's nothing sweeter to me than, you know, to start something up with you, but the next best thing would be for me to see you and Greenlee back together because it's obvious that's what you both want.
Carlos: No, no, look, what I want -- what people want and what's possible -- it's just never the same.
Simone: But why? I mean, Greenlee -- I mean, she's a great person in her own way, you know? I mean, yes, she can be selfish and can lie, but she never lies about, you know, the real important things.
Carlos: Dios mio, Simone. Now you're trying to sell me Greenlee?
Simone: Come on. We can't blame her for her flaws. They're genetic. I mean, you know her grandmother's family dates back to the, you know -- Marie Antoinette or something.
Carlos: I mean, ok, look, I don't want you to lose hope, I mean, for yourself or for somebody else, but, I mean, me and Greenlee? It's just not going to happen.
Simone: I don't believe that.
Carlos: Well, believe it, because the right person won't expect me to be someone I don't want to be.
Simone: And that lets Greenlee out?
Carlos: Let's not talk about this anymore.
Simone: That's fine. I'll shut up, and if you're really ready to move on with someone who's more compatible, then I guess you know whose name to put on the top of your list.
Maggie: You are a miserable worm.
Simone: Oh, my God, do not touch me with that thing.
Carlos: Maggie, what happened?
Maggie: I don't know. Why don't you ask her? Why don't you ask what that psycho woman did to me?
Simone: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Maggie: She locked me in the ladies' room at S.O.S. I was trapped in one of the stalls.
Simone: Oh, that.
Carlos: Simone, why did you do that?
Maggie: Oh, I don't know. Probably because she wants you all to herself, and I guess it worked because you're here. I mean, I thought we had a date.
Carlos: She said you went off to go meet Henry somewhere.
Maggie: You are such a liar.
Maggie: Why would I do something like that? We had a date.
Carlos: We'll make another one. I just figured you wanted to go see Henry.
Maggie: No, no, I donít. If I never see Henry again, it'll be too soon. Huh.
Erica: Well, Myrtle, what's wrong? Doesn't Bianca feel well?
Myrtle: No, no, no, she's not ill, not -- not physically, anyway.
Erica: Well, then, what is it?
Myrtle: Well --
Kendall: Oh, I -- I guess I should -- I should go.
Erica: Oh, no, no. Not -- not at all.
Myrtle: Yeah, come on. That's good. I think she needs as many family people around her as she possibly can at this moment.
Erica: Why do you say that?
Myrtle: Well, darling, I don't want to worry you, but you know how long I've loved her and known her, and I --
Erica: Yes, Myrtle, for heaven's sakes, please, just tell me what it is.
Myrtle: I think Bianca has stopped eating again.
Erica: Oh, no.
Erica: No, no, no.
Erica: No, that can't be. No, she can't have done that again. No. That's in the past.
Kendall: Well, Myrtle, why do you think Biancaís stopped eating?
Myrtle: Well, in the last three days, she has not touched one bite of anything Iíve prepared for her.
Erica: Well, maybe she's eating out.
Myrtle: Well, I would have thought so, but since she came to live in my house, we have breakfast together -- a nice little breakfast together, and every morning I pile her plate with a lot of food, and she knows exactly what Iím doing, and she eats it all, because she understands it and she's like a sweetheart. She doesn't want to upset me.
Myrtle: But for the last three days, I've had to go upstairs, knock on her bedroom door, and her voice is so faint and so far away, it's like listening to a -- a ghost.
Erica: No, Myrtle, how could you say that?
Myrtle: Darling, I -- I -- darling, it's just Iím so upset about the thing. I mean -- you know, she -- she won't come out of her room. She won't leave her room. Now, how is she going to feed herself?
Erica: Oh. Please, God, don't let this be. Please, don't let this be.
Kendall: Ok, ok, you know what? It doesn't do any good to jump to any conclusions. Now, I agree Biancaís been acting really weird lately, but that doesn't mean an eating disorder.
Erica: No, it doesn't.
Kendall: And she's been under a lot of stress lately, and now that things are getting better, maybe that will pass, but I do agree we do have to get to the bottom of this.
Myrtle: I just hate talking behind her back like this.
Erica: No, no, no, no, you did the right thing, absolutely, and --
Erica: And we have to respect her privacy --
Lena: Oh, Erica. I was wondering if you knew about Bianca.
Erica: No, I was just about to call you. Have you seen her?
Lena: No, I havenít. I was hoping maybe to find her here.
Erica: Kendall, you said that you thought that she was acting strangely. What did she say to you, exactly?
Kendall: Well, she was determined to say nothing at all.
Erica: I see. Of course not. Because, really, why does she have to say anything? It's perfectly clear what's causing her problems -- or, rather, who.
Lena: Yes, I was just thinking the same thing.
Man: What I find most fascinating is that he is a sculptor but he also fixes air conditioners.
Greenlee: That's what you find most fascinating? You're not taking my problems very seriously.
Man: And is it very serious?
Greenlee: You said yourself you could tell Iíd had my heart broken.
Man: Yes, but your hurt foot -- this is a performance art to impress me.
Greenlee: Do I seem that shallow to you?
Man: Is depth what you're going for?
Greenlee: Boy, you have your lines down, don't you? Ahem.
Man: No. I don't have lines. That requires preparation, rehearsal. I take life as it comes.
Greenlee: I did that, and look where it got me.
Man: Don't misunderstand me. I can tell you are a person who feels deeply.
Greenlee: You really can see that?
Man: Yes, but more than anything else, you are angry because you are often so completely misunderstood.
Greenlee: Yes. Totally misunderstood. It's as if you're inside my mind.
Man: Hmm. That's a frightening prospect --
Man: Which I hope to avoid at all cost.
Greenlee: Oh! I guess my feminine wiles are wasted. I should have just been honest, huh?
Man: You have been honest, in your way. Besides, Iím having a great time. So, I'm assuming you like art?
Man: Or was it air conditioning repair that held your interest?
Greenlee: No, no, no. No, I like art. In fact, Iíve been to all the famous museums, here and in Europe.
Man: In other words, you are totally ignorant. That's all right. I still want your opinion.
Greenlee: What about?
Man: A statue I saw at a gallery in town.
Man: Can you walk? Never mind. You don't have to.
Greenlee: Wait. What are you -- my shoe -- my shoe!
Maggie: Hey, listen, Tia, you don't have to leave because of me.
Tia: Oh --
Maggie: I'm sorry.
Tia: It's no biggie. It's no -- listen, I'm going to listen to this C.D., And then we'll talk later, ok?
Henry: Ok. We were just working. That's all we were doing.
Maggie: I know -- it's ok. It doesn't matter.
Henry: Are you trying to make me feel bad by pretending you don't care?
Maggie: How would you feel if I told you I wasn't pretending?
Simone: Ah! How many times do I have to apologize for this? I mean, Maggie is in one piece. All right, it's not like I shipped her in a trunk to Siberia, for crying out loud. Yell at me, all right? Yell at me in Spanish as much as you want --
Simone: But I don't --
Carlos: I canít. I canít.
Simone: What, you're not mad? You think this is funny?
Carlos: I'm mad -- Iím mad, but I think it's so funny. It was a terrible thing to do, but, Simone, you seriously are so twisted. I swear.
Simone: Well, I'm glad -- I mean, that you think it's funny, because anyone that wouldn't think it was funny for a woman to lock another woman in the bathroom is seriously depressed.
Carlos: But it didn't do you any good.
Simone: Well, I didn't know that then.
Carlos: Well, do you know that now?
Simone: Yes. I know that you are not interested in me in any type of intimate relationship, not now, not for a couple of millennia.
Carlos: Oh, come on, Simone. You don't want just sex. You know you don't. I mean, and I'm not up to anything serious about now.
Simone: Yeah, ok. Ok. A lovely rejection is still a rejection.
Carlos: Are we clear, then?
Simone: Yes. You're my comrade, you're my co-worker, and better luck next time.
Carlos: Thanks. You really are so --
Simone: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Carlos: I'll see you soon.
Simone: "And, Dear Diary, he kissed me on the forehead, for he loves me like a brother."
Lena: Myrtle, when we spoke this morning on the phone, did you know that Bianca was moving out?
Myrtle and Erica: What?
Kendall: What are you saying?
Myrtle: What you talking about? I -- I left her -- when I left her, she was upstairs in her room.
Lena: I've just come back from there. Some of your boarders told me she left this morning with a suitcase.
Erica: Oh, no, no. This is much worse than we thought. I mean, where could she have gone? I'm going to call Jack. He's going to start a search.
Kendall: No -- no, wait, wait, Erica. No, you can't do that. You can't do that.
Erica: Of course I can. My child is in trouble.
Kendall: Listen, Erica, she's a grown woman. Yes, she's in trouble, but she's obviously dealing with it on her own.
Erica: Oh, she's dealing with it -- by packing her bags and leaving, by stopping eating?
Lena: What? She's not eating?
Erica: Yes. For your information, the woman that you have been putting through hell for the past few months suffers from anorexia.
Lena: Oh, that's all over --
Erica: No, I'm afraid it's not. It can be controlled, but it is never "all over." And if she's suffering from it again, I blame you.
Lena: Erica, I have done nothing to hurt Bianca. In fact, for the first time, we actually had a chance to be happy once and for all.
Erica: And she's gone.
Lena: Well, you're the one who kept going on at her. You're the one who kept controlling her and judging her.
Myrtle: Lena --
Lena: If she's run away, you drove her to it.
Myrtle: You two have got to stop this. It's doing no good. Bianca is missing!
Erica: What are we going to do?
Myrtle: Darling, I -- I agree with you. We should not bring the police in. We don't have enough information, but we should start looking for Bianca.
Kendall: You know what? I'll go look for her right now. There's a million places she could be.
Erica: Yes, that's right. Please do that, Kendall.
Kendall: Ok, and you know what? You should stay here. Stay here in case she calls or comes by.
Erica: Of course.
Myrtle: Darling, Iíll go to my house. I'll see what the children have to say there. They might have more advanced information, and if I hear of anything at all, I'll call you on the phone, ok?
Erica: Yes, please do that. Please, thank you.
Myrtle: All right.
Erica: And do you know what? She's going to show up, I'm sure.
Myrtle: I know she is.
Myrtle: I know.
Erica: Lena, if anything has happened to Bianca, I will hold you responsible for the rest of your life.
Lena: Erica, right now, I'm just as worried as you are.
Erica: Oh, don't you dare. Don't you dare compare your feelings for Bianca to mine.
Lena: I'm aware that you don't understand my feelings for Bianca, but I don't care. Quite frankly, neither does she.
Erica: Oh, I have said everything I have to say to you.
Lena: Good. Now it's my turn. Listen, Erica, whatever it is that's troubling Bianca, I did not cause it.
Erica: Lena, you have been playing with Biancaís emotions since the day that you met her, and, yes, she's a strong person, but how strong can a person be to withstand these months and months of humiliation and betrayal?
Lena: Erica, that's all over with, and if I wasn't confident that she had completely forgiven me, I wouldn't be here. I would have left.
Erica: But now she's the one who's gone.
Lena: Something happened.
Erica: And you have no idea what?
Lena: No. Listen, we were in the middle of planning a trip together to Europe. We'd never been more hopeful, and then --
Erica: And then what?
Lena: Then she spoke to you. Erica, what did you say to her?
Erica: Oh -- no, I do not need to share my conversation with you.
Lena: No, you don't, but you must know the power you have over your daughter.
Erica: Power to make her stop eating? Power to make her pack her bags and run away?
Lena: Not on purpose, no --
Erica: And what do you know about Bianca and me, anyhow? I almost died when she stopped eating. I would do anything for her, anything, even if that meant --
Lena: Allowing her to be with me?
Erica: All this supposed love you have for Bianca, what does this amount to, anyway?
Lena: It means everything to me. I had hoped to make Bianca feel the same way.
Erica: Then why didn't she turn to you?
Lena: I don't know.
Erica: And even if you didn't cause her pain, why didn't you see it? Why couldn't you see that she had stopped eating? And why couldn't you stop her from running away?
Maggie: Henry, you should be with whoever you want.
Henry: Why are you being this way?
Maggie: Well, it's not because you're hanging out with some girl in your band. I just don't think that we should be with each other, that's all.
Henry: Ok, I guess you're right, but I keep wanting to go back to the way things were because it mattered to both of us.
Maggie: I just think too much has happened.
Henry: I screwed up. It was all me.
Maggie: It was not all you, and no matter what, it could never be like how it used to be, you know? I mean, we can't look or think about each other the way that we used to, and I don't want us to ever think badly of each other.
Henry: Yeah, that'd be the worst thing of all. So, what, we just let go?
Maggie: I already have. I had to.
Henry: I understand.
Henry: I'll see you.
Simone: Well, that sounded more like "Iíll see you never."
Maggie: Yeah, Simone, you're right, but you know what? This means Iím going to be spending a lot more time with Carlos.
Maggie: Yeah, so you better back off.
Simone: Could you just pause it right there? Yes? Yes, Mia, I know about the new product shipment. No, I did tell you to review the new Sexy Man tapes. We can have 25 finalists. Not all the work! Ok, you know what? Hold it. Hold on. I will be right there.
Simone: F.Y.I., Ok -- I intend to give Carlos plenty of space for the time being. He's still smarting over Greenlee.
Maggie: Right. You really expect me to fall for that.
Simone: Honey, fall or stay on the tree -- your choice. I'm going to work.
Greenlee: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa. What's going on? Why bring me here?
Man: You said that you liked art.
Greenlee: Well, yeah, but couldn't we look at it someplace else? The guy I was seeing, he works here, and some of his art is on display.
Man: Uh-huh. I know nothing about that, but it will not be a problem.
Greenlee: Well, maybe not for you --
Man: I'm sorry. I just wanted to show you a piece I liked, but I can come back another time on my own.
Greenlee: No, no -- no, well, we're here, right? Might as well take a look.
Man: Hmm? Fine. Come look.
Man: I find the owner.
Greenlee: Oh, these are his.
Man: The sculptor-handyman made these? Primitive.
Greenlee: Neanderthal. I mean, although they're good. I'm not saying that they're not good. Yeah, I used to look at these and thought I could see the real -- his real self, but now I don't even know. I don't even know if he --
Man: This is the one. Look. What do you think?
Man: Do you like it?
Man: Yes? What do you like about it?
Greenlee: So this is a test?
Man: I think it's very passionate. Erotic and romantic at the same time.
Man: What more can you ask from an intimate encounter?
Greenlee: Some encounters are very profound, even when you least expect it.
Man: Will you excuse me for a minute?
Greenlee: Oh, sure. Sure. I'll look around.
Greenlee: Much more substance than Carlos' butterflies. Hmm.
Stuart: Congratulations, Greenlee. You are the proud owner of the kiss.
Stuart: Your friend just bought it for you.
Greenlee: He did? Where is he?
Stuart: He left.
Greenlee: He left? I don't even know his name.
Stuart: I don't, either.
Greenlee: But didn't he have to sign something?
Stuart: He paid cash for it right at the last minute. He said he had to do something. So, let me pack it up for you. This is a new acquisition. I was hoping it'd be around a while longer, because I really like it. Anyway, maybe something just as good will walk through that door any second now.
Greenlee: Did he say anything before he left? Leave me a message or anything?
Stuart: No. Sorry. Guess he'll just have to be the mystery man.
Greenlee: I guess.
Lena: Why couldn't I tell Bianca was in pain? Erica, of course I could tell. Something was obviously terribly wrong.
Erica: And you never thought to ask her what?
Lena: Of course I asked her, but she wouldn't tell me. Should I have forced it out of her? Should I not have let her out of my sight until she told me? Yes! But I didn't know, and -- always, I have a feeling now that she can't completely trust me, so I just let it go.
Erica: No point in blaming yourself. None of us knew it was this serious.
Lena: Erica, can I ask you -- when Bianca was younger when she wouldn't eat, what was that like?
Erica: It was our own personal hell. She had to be force-fed, and I had to agree to it, and -- but we were losing her, and the feeding tube was keeping her alive, but, still, to see the look on her face --
Lena: Erica, you did what had to be done. You kept her alive.
Erica: And then she was in a rehab center, and that took months. We had a family intervention, and I could tell that, you know, she didn't understand why we were doing this to her. It was a terrible, heartbreaking time.
Lena: I'm sure it was. I'm so sorry.
Erica: Well, did Bianca never tell you any of this?
Lena: She mentioned it once in passing and not very seriously.
Erica: No, of course not. Bianca wouldn't dwell on it. That's what she's like.
Lena: I was always aware of the progress she'd made.
Erica: Yes, of course you would be, wouldn't you, because you had to research your mark. Bianca has just come so far. She has lived through so much. She's conquered so much. How could this be happening?
Lena: Erica, I wish I knew.
Erica: Bianca's the only one who really knows.
Lena: When we find her, I'm going to make sure she understands that she never has to be alone again. Nothing is so terrible that she can't come to me and ask for my help.
Erica: All of us who love her have got to make her believe that.
Lena: Look, I will call you immediately if I hear from her.
Erica: So will I. Look, Lena -- I know that you want what's best for Bianca in your way, but I think that right now, it is so important to be completely honest.
Erica: I want you to think about what you said before. After all you've done to her, can Bianca ever truly trust you again?
Kendall: Oh, hi. Excuse me. I'm looking for a girl, my sister. This was the last place that I saw her.
Man: What'd she look like?
Kendall: She's about 19 years old, really pretty. Big, dark eyes, kind of short, dark hair.
Man: No, I'm sorry. I didn't see anybody like that.
Kendall: Ok. Thank you anyway. Bianca, what the hell is going on with you?
Kendall: Hey, you're going to burn yourself. You were trying to burn something in that thing.
Man: Hey, what do you put in your mascara, lead weights?
Simone: Oh, my God. Ha, ha. I'm going to murder Mia.
Man: Autograph, please.
Man: So, I guess you're not going to need a hand upstairs.
Man: It's my last delivery. See you.
Simone: Oh, yeah. By all means, Andy, take a load off. Go say hi to the wife and the kids, have a great, wonderful, warm evening on Simone! Why? Because she's the loneliest woman in the entire universe.
Maggie: Oh, bye-bye.
Simone: Oh, bye-bye. Oh, God. Maggie? Maggie!
Maggie! Ugh. Ok. Just breathe.
Lena: Bianca, I'm so worried about you, and so is your mother, and so is Kendall and Myrtle. See, there are so many people who love you. Don't shut us out. You don't have to do this alone, whatever this is. Please, Bianca, I want to help you. Let me. Just -- call me, ok?
Erica: Yes, Jack, I know that it's only been a couple of hours, but if she's so upset that she's stopped eating -- yes, I know. I know that you're going to do everything in your power to bring her back. I know. No, you're right. I know. In all probability, she's going to be found and she's going to be fine. All right.
Erica: Please, God -- please bring her home safe and sound. Please. Oh, please God, take good care of my baby girl.
Greenlee: I didn't know that you'd be here.
Carlos: I work here.
Greenlee: That's not why I came.
Carlos: Why did you? Never mind. It's none of my business --
Greenlee: Stuart Chandler's a friend of mine --
Carlos: It's none of my business.
Greenlee: Stuart's a friend of mine.
Carlos: I know.
Greenlee: You know, I don't want it to be like this every time we run into each other.
Carlos: Awkward and strange.
Greenlee: Weird and uncomfortable.
Carlos: I don't want that, either.
Carlos: I got to go.
Greenlee: Listen -- since I'm here --
Greenlee: I want to apologize. You know, the thing with Diane Lacey was all my fault. You told me something in confidence, and I never should have used that. Obviously, it was a big deal to you that I did.
Carlos: Well, thanks. It doesn't matter now.
Greenlee: Hmm. I guess not, but, we're ok, right? I mean, we can move on?
Carlos: Looks like you already have.
Greenlee: Already have what?
Carlos: You've met someone. I can see it all over your face. I only want the best for you.
Stuart: Here's your gift. You have a very generous friend.
Greenlee: Oh, he's -- Stuart, could you contact him if you wanted to?
Stuart: Oh, no. No, I don't -- I wish I could. I really enjoyed talking with him about this -- about this, and I wanted to ask him about some other artists.
Greenlee: You trust him that much? He's a total stranger.
Stuart: Some people just don't seem like strangers. I liked him right away, right off. He seems like a great guy to me.
Greenlee: Then you don't think it's wrong that I accept this? I mean, I just met him, too.
Stuart: Oh, no. No, he just wanted to give you a gift, that's all. He wanted to share something with you that he loved. So just accept it, Greenlee. Just accept it. I really -- I hope he comes back sometime soon.
Man: It can't be pleasant. Here, let me. What are we looking for?
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Tad: The right man for you is right under your nose.
Carlos: Don't worry. I'll get you out of here.
David: If anything happens to Bianca, it's my fault.
Erica: I've lost my daughter because I am keeping Jack from his.
Kendall: You are almost enough to make me believe in miracles.
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