AMC Transcript Friday 7/25/03


All My Children Transcript Friday 7/25/03

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Mary: Greenlee? Sweetheart? Did you find my letter?

Greenlee: It's not here, Mother.

Mary: But it has to be.

Greenlee: Well, it's not.

Mary: Greenlee, I'm sure that I must've dropped it when I was there in your office. Could you just check around your desk again?

Greenlee: Mom, you know, I really don't have time for this.

Mary: Greenlee, please. This letter is important to me.

Greenlee: All right, all right, Iím looking, I'm looking.

Mary: Thank you, sweetheart. It means a lot to me. And you do, too. You know that, don't you, baby?

Greenlee: Mom, have you been hitting the Chardonnay?

Mary: Do I have to be tipsy to tell my daughter how special she is? I remember when I was first pregnant with you.

Greenlee: You know, the letter's not here, and I don't have time to replay your glory days.

Mary: But, Greenlee, that letter --

Greenlee: It's not here, Mother, and the Fusion's Sexiest Man Contest starts tomorrow, so why don't you forget the damn letter, top off your wine glass, and let me get back to work.

Mary: Greenlee, wait --

Greenlee: Hanging up.

Mary: Thank you.

Bartender: Pleasure.

Mary: Um, would you get me the concierge, please?

Bartender: Yes, ma'am.

Greenlee: What did I do with that list of semifinalists? Well, here's your precious letter, Mother. Addressed to Jack Montgomery.

Jack: Well, Mr. Devane, I must say, a job well done.

Aidan: Well, I'm just getting revved up.

Jack: Yeah, I hardly think that Cambias expected you to run interference by becoming his new best friend.

Aidan: Well, what can I say? I'm a people person.

Jack: I'm not sure that Cambias qualifies as people, but --

Aidan: Yeah, this guy's becoming bloody annoying. But it's lucky that he's got us to deal with.

Erica: Oh, Jack --

Jack: You just keep up the friendly persuasion.

Erica: Thank heavens. I'm so glad you're back.

Jack: Hi, sweetie.

Erica: Oh, hello, Aidan.

Aidan: Hi. Big day tomorrow?

Erica: Yes, as a matter of fact, it is, and the wedding rehearsal dinner is just about to start, so don't you dare budge.

Jack: No, I wouldn't think of it.

Erica: Ok, because Reggie is nowhere to be found, and Opal seems to have disappeared into thin air, and my maid of honor and my bridesmaid are nowhere --

Jack: Come here, come here, come here, come here, listen to me. First of all, Bianca and Kendall will turn up, I'm sure of it, ok?

Erica: Yeah. I guess it's just a little creepy for me to be in this room again. I mean, the last time I was here, Michael Cambias was here.

Jack: Did I not promise you that I would handle Michael Cambias?

Erica: Yes, but --

Jack: No. No buts. I've already taken steps to make sure that man is kept in his place.

Michael: Oh, Bianca, don't I at least rate a hello? Oh, that's ok, I think I understand. I still get to you. You told me that I was in your head, that you couldn't get rid of me. Obviously, our night together meant a lot to you. As it did to me, of course. Look, Bianca, no scenes, ok? God, you are just so incredibly hot.

Michael: You know what I want to do to you? I want to take you upstairs and put out the "Do Not Disturb" sign. Come on. Another night, I promise.

Kendall: What the hell are you doing?

Michael: I was just telling your sister how ravishing she looks.

Kendall: Why don't you get the hell away from us now.

Michael: Yeah, ok.

Kendall: What did he say to you?

Bianca: Nothing, Kendall.

Kendall: Was he harassing you?

Bianca: Nothing, Kendall. Just forget it, ok? He was passing by. It was no big deal.

Kendall: Oh.

Jack: Ladies, there you are. Listen, we're about t minus two minutes away from the rehearsal, and your mother's in the first stages of a meltdown, so --

Kendall: Yeah, well, she's not the only one.

Jack: Why? What? What? Did something happen?

Bianca: No, nothing happened.

Kendall: Michael Cambias was here, and he was in Biancaís face.

Jack: What, are you kidding me? Are you all right?

Bianca: I'm fine.

Aidan: What did he want?

Bianca: I have no clue.

Jack: Well, did he -- did he threaten you or anything?

Bianca: No -- God, please. Uncle Jack, nothing happened, ok? This is just Kendallís way of stirring up more trouble.

Aidan: Where did Cambias go, Bianca?

Kendall: Well, he left the hotel, but he could be anywhere.

Jack: Look, he didn't do anything, say anything that was out of line?

Bianca: No.

Kendall: He must've done something because she was three shades of pale when I got here.

Bianca: Shut up, Kendall! Look, I mean it. Everything is just fine.

Jack: Ok. Ok.

Bianca: Ok.

Jack: Look, your mother's in there in the dining room. She's waiting to get this rehearsal started. Why don't you go in there and join her, ok?

Bianca: Oh, are you coming?

Jack: Well, of course. I'll be there in just a second, ok?

Bianca: Ok.

Jack: All right, go on in, honey. Thanks.

Kendall: Jack, there's something more to this story, I know there is.

Jack: All right, Kendall, thank you, but just let me handle this, ok?

Kendall: Ok.

Jack: Thanks. So? Anything?

Aidan: No, he's gone.

Jack: Well, aren't we the pair, slapping each other on the back so proud. We had Michael Cambias right where we wanted him, and now he's gone.

Aidan: Why did Bianca cover for him?

Jack: I don't have any idea, Aidan. Maybe she just didn't want to cause upset the night before the wedding, I don't know.

Aidan: Do you think Cambias is planning to trash your ceremony?

Jack: I wouldn't put anything past him. Would you?

Aidan: No, you're right. He's a cocky bastard, I'll give him that.

Jack: And it seems the more you get in his face, the bolder he gets.

Aidan: Well, we're just going to have to take it to the next level, aren't we?

Jack: What do you have in mind?

Aidan: I'll fill you in on a need-to-know basis.

Tad: So, you're finally going to make it down the aisle. Congratulations.

Jack: Yeah, thanks, thanks.

Tad: You want to try that again with feeling, there, pal?

Jack: I'm sorry, Tad. Thank you, thank you very much. I do appreciate it. I'm just a little frustrated now.

Tad: Oh, Erica can do that to a guy, I guess.

Aidan: No, it's not Erica. It's Michael Cambias.

Tad: Again? What'd he do this time?

Aidan: I'll fill you in on the way, Tad.

Tad: Where are we going?

Jack: Aidan, what are you planning to do?

Aidan: The less you know, the better off you'll be.

Tad: I'll see you at the bachelor party.

Juan Pablo: You should have many secretaries to open your mail.

Greenlee: In America, we call them "assistants," and I prefer to handle my own affairs.

Juan Pablo: I was here earlier.

Greenlee: And I went looking for you at the Valley Inn.

Juan Pablo: I'm sorry I missed you. I was hoping, if you are free, I could take you out dancing tonight.

Greenlee: You keep dropping out of sight. Now you expect me to just kick up my heels because you cleared time for me on your schedule?

Juan Pablo: I apologized. What more do you want?

Greenlee: There's coffee and magazines. I'll be done here in an hour. Two, tops.

Juan Pablo: Perhaps another night.

Greenlee: Are you leaving?

Juan Pablo: Yes. Good night.

Greenlee: You know, you're really something. You come and go on a whim like some international man of mystery, and now you just expect me to drop everything and go out dancing with you?

Juan Pablo: Is that a problem?

Greenlee: Before I commit myself, it'd be nice to know some things about you. You know, the basic profile?

Juan Pablo: What would you like to know?

Greenlee: The name was a good start --

Juan Pablo: Uh-huh.

Greenlee: But it didn't really tell me much.

Juan Pablo: I make a deal with you. You come dancing with me, and I'll give you anything you want.

Greenlee: Anything?

Juan Pablo: Or you can stay here and read your mail, hmm? It's your choice.

Jack: Yeah, just go ahead and put that down there, that'd be great. Thank you very much. Appreciate it. Bianca, sweetheart, are you all right?

Bianca: Yes. God, I will be as soon as everybody stops asking me that.

Jack: Ok.

Bianca: Look, Uncle Jack, I am just happy for you and Mom, and I don't want you to let anything get in the way of that, ok?

Jack: Ok.

Bianca: Promise me?

Jack: I do.

Bianca: Ok.

Jack: Ok.

Bianca: Ok.

Reggie: So, K, you got plans to beat me up?

Kendall: What?

Reggie: Pound your little brother into the ground when nobody's looking?

Kendall: Reggie, why would I do that?

Reggie: Because I dimmed your brother out and sent him to prison.

Kendall: Look, Reggie, if Erica can give me a second chance, I can do the same for you.

Reggie: Hmm. That's pretty big.

Kendall: Yeah, well, if it makes you feel any better, we can fight over turkey legs at Thanksgiving.

Erica: Oh, Opal, I have such bad news.

Opal: What's that?

Jack: Honey, who was that on the phone?

Erica: Palmer.

Opal: Oh, well, that is bad news.

Kendall: Well, what's the problem?

Erica: He had to fly to Chicago. Nina is having some diabetes-related medical problems, and --

Jack: Oh.

Erica: So he won't be able to be here to walk me down the aisle.

Kendall: Oh, Erica, I'm sorry. I know you were really counting on him.

Reggie: Well, Erica, you got enough miles on the aisle. You should be able to find your way by yourself.

Erica: Actually, that's true, Reggie. And you know something else? What do you call this man here, J. Mo?

Jack: Oh, don't start that, please.

Erica: Yeah, well, with J. Mo waiting for me at the end of the aisle, no way that I'm going to make a wrong turn.

Opal: Yeah, well, speaking of wrong turns, I'm beginning to wonder if Reverend Ritter didn't take one in getting here. I can't find him anywhere.

Jack: Oh, I don't know about anybody else, but I'm glad the right Reverend Ritter's a little bit late because it gives me an opportunity to spend a little time with my new family-to-be.

Erica: Oh. I'm sorry Lily can't be here.

Opal: Yeah, well, chickenpox, you know, is nothing we want to be passing around.

Jack: Well, no. I talked to her, and she's feeling much better. And she said just make sure we take a lot of photographs, so that we're going to do. And I say we start with a toast. What do you say, huh?

Kendall: Yes, let's.

Opal: All righty.

Jack: Here you go, son of mine.

Kendall: Thank you.

Reggie: Yes, that's mine.

Kendall: Ooh, sorry.

Reggie: My first taste of the bubble.

Kendall: Excuse me, don't get all excited. It's just sparkling cider.

Opal: Here, why don't you have one of these.

Bianca: Oh, thanks, Opal.

Jack: Opal, for yourself.

Opal: Thank you, sir.

Jack: For my bride-to-be.

Opal: All right.

Erica: Thank you.

Jack: And for himself. Well, we've come down a long road to get to this place. And I must say that this amazing lady and I have hit every pothole along the way, maybe some more than once. At any rate, the most important thing is we've made it, and we're a family now. So from now on, anytime life throws something at us and trips us up and we're ready to fall, all we have to do is look around because these are the people who will be there to catch us, without question and without fail. So, here's to us. Here's to family.

All: Cheers! Cheers! Cheers!

Erica: Oh! Cheers!

Opal: Yes.

Erica: Well, of course Jack speaks for me, as well. Reggie, it's an honor to welcome you to our family. You've already proven you're a very loyal man.

Jack: Oh, hear, hear, hear, hear.

Opal: Hear, hear.

Jack: Bianca, stand up here. Leave those birdseed things alone for a minute, will you? Mmm. You know that I've always thought of you as a daughter, right? I love you so much.

Bianca: Oh -- Uncle Jack, I love you.

Jack: And, Kendall, as for you --

Kendall: Jack, it's ok. You don't -- you don't have to say anything.

Jack: Well, I don't have much to say except this -- welcome to the family. It's like I told you before, if you and Erica can let bygones be bygones, then I wish you nothing but the best. Besides, Iíve got room in my heart for another daughter. Come here.

Kendall: Thank you, thank you.

Mary: Any time this year. Where is he?

Concierge: Forgive me, Mrs. Smythe. The lock on the hotel safe can be a bit temperamental.

Mary: Thank you, just give it to me, please. Thanks.

Concierge: Ahem.

Mary: That'll be all.

Concierge: Yes, ma'am.

Mary: Ah, there it is, there it is. There --

Rev. Ritter: Ahem. Ok.

Opal: Oh, goodness, he's here.

Rev. Ritter: Well, we've just heard "Here comes the bride, do-do-do-do --"

Opal: Yeah, that's "The Wedding March."

[Jack laughs]

Rev. Ritter: Right. Now I --

Erica: "Now who gives this woman in marriage?" But we are working on that.

Rev. Ritter: All right, then. Ms. Kane, you'll stand on my left, and --

Erica: Actually, it's the other way around. I stand here with my maid of honor to my left, and then, Reggie, you stand next to Jack, right there on his right, and, Kendall, Kendall, come up here -- and you stand right on the other side of Bianca.

Rev. Ritter: Oh, right, you've done this before.

Reggie: Are you kidding? She has more wedding runs than Barry Bonds has home runs.

Rev. Ritter: Ok. Well, "If -- if no one objects to this man and woman -- do-do-do-do-do -- then --"

Erica: Oh, no one better.

Rev. Ritter: Then we do the ring thing, and "I pronounce you and man and wife."

Jack and Erica: "Husband and wife."

Rev. Ritter: Right, yeah.

Jack: Yeah. And then what about our vows?

Erica: Our sacred vows.

Jack: Right.

Erica: Jack, I just would feel better saving those for tomorrow.

Jack: Oh, so, ok, I only get one chance to publicly declare my love for you? All right, well, in that case, I'm going to take this opportunity to go on record to say I absolutely and positively adore you.

Erica: And those feelings are absolutely and positively mutual.

Jack: And may I just say Iím going to do everything I can to make sure that this wedding goes off without a hitch -- you should pardon the pun -- and that you say "I do" to no other man after me.

Reggie: Until the honeymoon, you know, I do.

Jack: I'm doing fine by myself here, Reg. And I just wanted you to know that I know how drastically my life is going to be changed, and that I am welcoming the challenge.

Erica: Jack, I'm not that difficult.

Jack: Sweetheart, I love you, but you are one of the most impossible, exasperating, and infuriating women to ever walk the face of the planet, and here's my great, good fortune -- to love you without limit and without regret. Look where we are. Did you ever think we would be here, huh? And damn, I -- oh, sorry, Reverend -- I just wish Mona could be here to see this.

Erica: Oh, Jack. No one would be happier for us than my mother.

Jack: You know what? You are absolutely right, and do you know why? Because she knew -- she knows -- how much we had to fight to be here. And now that we're here, you know what we have to do? Fight to stay here, to fight to keep our love alive. Because when people are in love, that's what they do. They hold on to each other for all they're worth and they never, ever let go, no matter what.

[Phone rings]

Erica: Oh, Jack, if I start crying now, I'm just never, ever going to stop. Reverend Ritter, thank you so much, and we'll see you tomorrow.

Opal: Yeah, I'll -- I'll help you find the way out here, Reverend.

Jack: Thank you, Reverend, appreciate it. Thanks.

Opal: And we're just going to discuss this little --

Erica: Lena, how like you to crash a private family affair.

Lena: I'm sorry, Erica. Bianca, I'd like to speak to you.

Erica: Lena, this is my wedding rehearsal. That's not going to happen.

Lena: Please, will you see me alone?

Erica: No, she will not.

Bianca: You know, Mom, it's ok.

Erica: Bianca --

Bianca: I know. It's ok.

Lena: Thank you.

Erica: Ugh.

Bianca: No -- we can talk here.

Lena: Oh, yes, of course. Whatever you want. I'm so grateful you agreed to speak to me.

Bianca: Look, Lena, nothing has changed between us.

Lena: I know. And deep down, you know it, too. Look, Bianca, I'm afraid I know what's been disturbing you so deeply. It's me.

Bianca: Lena --

Lena: No, really, I've been trying to find reasons why you've cut me out of your life, and then I had to face the truth. You still don't feel like you can trust me. That's why you broke it off, and I don't blame you, after all the misery Iíve caused. I've tried to change my life around to make it feel safer for you, to make you feel like you can give yourself to me completely, but I can't help feeling that I haven't gone far enough. Until now. Uh --

Lena: Bianca, I want these rings to be a symbol of the trust between us. I want to show you that my commitment to you is real -- as real and as undying as the one shared between your mother and your Uncle Jack.

[Lena sighs]

Erica: Jack -- Jack, you have to do something.

Jack: About what?

Erica: About Lena Kundera. She's out there right now. She is making Bianca miserable.

Jack: Honey, what do you want me to do about it? I mean, Bianca left with her of her own free will.

Erica: I want you to issue a restraining order.

Jack: On what grounds? Erica, I mean, it seems to me the only thing that Lena is guilty of is loving Bianca.

Erica: Are you kidding? That's not love.

Jack: Sweetheart, I know you've never been a big fan of Lenaís --

Erica: Of course I haven't been a big fan of Lenaís -- with good reason. She's a two-faced liar, she's a felon, and now she's actually trying to force herself on Bianca.

Jack: But the fact is before she and Bianca broke up, Bianca was really quite in love with her, and maybe she still is.

Erica: No. Ultimately, Bianca rejected Lena.

Jack: Rejection, rejection -- hmm. Where have I heard that one before? Honey, if I had taken 1/10 of your rejections to heart, would we be getting married tomorrow? Huh? Huh?

Erica: No, I -- no, I suppose not. But this is not the same thing. Jack, I really still think that a restraining order is what you have to do.

Jack: Honey, listen to me, we have no legal recourse whatsoever.

Erica: You could handle Lena Kundera if you wanted to.

Jack: And what is that supposed to mean?

Erica: That means that I just hope I don't live to regret marrying a man who is so honest that he refuses to take the law into his own hands.

Man: Get him up!

Michael: Get off me!

[Michael groans]

Michael: You guys don't think I don't know who's up to this -- Montgomery and Devane? You guys are idiots!

[Michael yells]

Boyd: That was very satisfying.

Aidan: Thanks for coming onboard.

Boyd: Hey, if it can help Kendall and Erica, you can always count me in.

Aidan: Tad? You all right, man?

Tad: Oh, talk about taking out the trash.

Aidan: Now Erica and Jackson can have a wedding without no hitches.

Boyd: So how long do we leave the scumbag inside that dumpster?

Aidan: Oh, I don't know -- until the last toast is drunk and the last person is gone. Then I suppose Iíll give Sanitation a call and complain about a nasty punk.

Tad: You realize we may want to do this again sometime.

Aidan: Absolutely.

Tad: All right.

Aidan: I'll give you a call the next full moon.

Tad: All right.

Aidan: You ready?

Tad: Yeah, come on.

Aidan: Come on.

Boyd: Hey, whoa, whoa, guys, hold on. Oh, Cambias has pulled enough crap. I just found out where the bodies are buried. Take a look at that.

Aidan: Oh, my God.

Bianca: Oh, Lena. I don't know what to say. It's -- it's beautiful.

Lena: Look, it's all right. I don't want any promises, and I don't even expect you to keep your ring if you don't want to. See, Iíll wear mine as a symbol of my love for you, and if you like, Iíll hold on to yours until you're ready. Bianca, I'm just so anxious to show you that my feelings for you are real and honorable. Please, let these rings be the first step towards some kind of a future together. Bianca, would you do me the honor, please?

Bianca: Lena -- this is -- it's incredible.

Bianca: But I can't accept them or you.

Lena: Please. No, Bianca, just give me one more chance.

Bianca: No, there's no more chances, ok? It's not going to happen. We're never going to be together again.

Lena: I don't understand. I thought --

Bianca: Everything has changed now, Lena, everything.

Maggie: I'm sorry, you guys are in the middle of something. How about I just catch you later?

Lena: Thank you.

Bianca: No, no, don't -- don't go. It's ok. Lena and I are done.

Lena: Bianca, we have --

Bianca: We're done.

Lena: So much more to say.

Maggie: I think Bianca said that you're done.

Lena: I'm sorry, you're not her girlfriend.

Maggie: And neither are you, looks like.

Erica: Bianca, we're just about to sit down for dinner.

Bianca: Oh, I'm sorry, Mom. I can't right now. I have to pass.

Erica: Bianca, I am not going to let Lena spoil this evening --

Bianca: No, it's not Lena, ok? I just need to spend some time with Maggie right now.

Erica: Bianca, please. Come on, honey, change your mind. Join us for dinner, please.

Bianca: I'm sorry, Mom. I just need to hang out with Maggie right now.

Erica: All right, well, promise me that you'll eat something.

Maggie: Oh, don't worry. We'll get some burgers. I'll take care of her.

Erica: All right, then. I'll see you back at the apartment. Ok.

Jack: Whatever you do, don't sell that cow.

Erica: Jack? Jack?

Jack: Yeah, honey?

Erica: Will you please tell Bernard that Iíd like a steak, rare?

Jack: Ooh. You know, I'm afraid I can't do that. I'm afraid at this point, you and your ladies in there -- you're on your own.

Erica: Are you leaving?

Jack: Yes, as a matter of fact, Tad and Reggie here have cooked up a little bachelor shindig over at the SOS bar, so --

Erica: A "bachelor shindig"?

Reggie: Well, nothing, you know, too X-rated or anything, but --

Erica: Yeah, well, it better not be. Jack?

Jack: Yeah?

Erica: I'm going to miss you.

Jack: Aw.

Erica: Well, the next time you see me, I'm going to be walking towards you down the aisle.

Jack: Well, maybe not. Maybe the next time I see you is after SOS., When I come over for a little sneak preview of coming attractions.

Erica: No.

Jack: No?

Erica: No. Because after all we've been through, I am certainly not going to tempt the wedding gods to spoil the most happy day of my life.

Jack: Yes, there is that.

[Jack chuckles]

Erica: And, Reggie?

Reggie: Ah, yes? Mm-hmm?

Erica: Reggie, I don't want to hear that Jackís been surprised by some girl tonight.

Reggie: Oh, I would never do anything like that.

Juan Pablo: What would you like from the bar?

Greenlee: Forget the drinks. What about those answers you promised me?

Juan Pablo: You have questions, fire away.

Greenlee: Ok. Well, let's start with your background.

Juan Pablo: I'm from Argentina.

Greenlee: Still a little skimpy on the details. What do you do for a living?

Juan Pablo: Oil, cattle, investments. Those are just a few of my family interests.

Greenlee: So, you're rich?

Juan Pablo: We're not starving.

Greenlee: Well, convert "not starving" into round numbers.

Juan Pablo: We have 250,000-acre cattle ranch.

Greenlee: Wow. That's a lot of hamburger.

Juan Pablo: Mm-hmm. We Argentineans love meat.

Greenlee: So you live in a Latin American Ponderosa. What are you doing in dinky old Pine Valley?

[Tango music plays]

Juan Pablo: No more questions.

Greenlee: But we're just getting started.

Juan Pablo: But now they're playing our song. Come with me.

Greenlee: We have a song?

Juan Pablo: We do now. When was the last time you tangoed?

Greenlee: Um --

Juan Pablo: It's time to start now. Relax and follow my lead.

[Rock music plays]

Maggie: Bianca, what are we doing in this hole?

Bianca: Can I get a diet cola and vodka, please? Maggie, they don't card here. Actually, can you make that two?

Maggie: Ok, this is a dive bar.

Bianca: It's got atmosphere. Don't you think?

Maggie: Yeah, and bugs and bikers. I promised your mom that Iíd get you something edible.

Bianca: All right, here. Bon appetit. Thank you, kind sir.

Maggie: What is going on with you? Why are you drinking?

Bianca: Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Nothing. Please don't ask me that anymore.

Maggie: Hello. Best friend Maggie -- don't you remember?

Bianca: Ok, hello, best friend Maggie, I do remember, and I brought you here to get away from Lena and my mother, so please don't morph into them, ok? Hey -- hey, can we get this party cranked up here? Come on!

[Tango music plays]


Greenlee: I never dance like that.

Juan Pablo: Perhaps you never tried.

Greenlee: That was incredible. Let's do it again.

Juan Pablo: We will. We will.

Greenlee: Um -- excuse me just for a minute. I just have to say Hi to a business associate.

Juan Pablo: I'll get us a drink.

Tad: Well, judging from his looks and the description you gave me, I'd say you found the man you wanted me to look for.

Greenlee: Brilliant deduction.

Tad: Have you introduced him to all your pals at Fusion?

Greenlee: No, and I'm not going to, and you're not, either.

Tad: Greedy. No problem. My lips are zipped.

Greenlee: Thank you.

Tad: Not enough of that guy to go around.

Jack: Well, well, well -- welcome to singles night.

Boyd: Ah, Mr. D.A., why don't you pull up a chair there because we are here to drink the condemned man under the table.

Reggie: And I can get some of that.

Jack: That would be soda pop for you, young Reginald.

Tad: So, Erica didn't mind setting you out to party all night?

Jack: No, no, of course not.

Reggie: Well, you know, I can get some strippers if you want. I can call around right now --

Jack: You don't want to do this stuff. No, don't do that, please. I do not want Erica mad at me the night before our wedding, ok?

Reggie: Well, what she doesn't know won't hurt her.

Jack: Reggie, let me tell you something about this woman -- she knows everything, ok? Excuse me. Come here. So what's up with Cambias?

Aidan: Well, needless to say, you got no more worries.

Jack: What's that supposed to mean?

Aidan: Well, you and Erica can enjoy your wonderful day without looking over your shoulder.

Jack: Yeah? I owe you one, mate.

Aidan: Well, thanks to Boyd, we've got enough cyberdirt to bury this guy for a long time.

Jack: Well, my man Boyd. This is shaping up to be quite a nice night.

Aidan: Absolutely. Just call it an early wedding present.

Jack: Appreciate it.

Concierge: Yes, ma'am?

Mary: Yes, Iíd like some wrapping paper, please.

Concierge: Wrapping paper, ma'am?

Mary: Yeah, something shimmery and silvery with wedding bells and bows.

Concierge: Of course, ma'am.

Myrtle: And tomorrow is the big day!

Erica: Oh, the biggest!

[Myrtle laughs]

Myrtle: No butterflies?

Erica: No butterflies.

Myrtle: Good.

Erica: But, Myrtle?

Myrtle: Yeah?

Erica: I do want to ask you a favor.

Myrtle: Name it.

Erica: Ok. You know that Palmer won't be here. He can't walk me down the aisle. Will you?

Myrtle: Oh, sweetheart. I would be so proud.

Erica: Thank you. Oh, how I wish my mother could be here.

Myrtle: Yeah.

Erica: But, you, Myrtle -- you have been my touchstone. No one could have loved me more.

Myrtle: Darling, Mona is beaming her blessings down to you and Jackson.

Erica: Hmm.

Myrtle: And trust me -- the angels are on your side.

Erica: Oh. Myrtle, thank you, thank you.

Myrtle: Yeah.

Erica: Myrtle, will you excuse me for a moment?

Myrtle: Of course.

Erica: Yes. Hi.

Opal: Excuse me, girls.

Erica: Hi, is everything all right?

Opal: Yeah.

Erica: Oh.

Kendall: Um --

Erica: Um -- what is it?

Kendall: No, I -- I don't want to spoil the party.

Erica: Oh, no, please, please. Let me help you if I can.

Kendall: Well, it's just that everything's been going so great between us. You know, we've been getting closer.

Erica: Yes, we have, haven't we?

Kendall: Yeah.

Erica: It's nice, isn't it?

Kendall: Yeah, it's wonderful. But Bianca, I don't --

Erica: Bianca? What about Bianca?

Kendall: Well, it's just that there's so much tension between us still, and I've tried to get past it -- I mean, Iíve really tried -- but she still keeps shutting me out.

[Music plays]

[Bianca coughs and giggles]

Maggie: Hey, hey, hey, come on, slow down.

Bianca: Uh-uh. Maggie, please. Lighten up. I just want to have fun here. Remember? Remember fun?

Maggie: Yeah, remember when we used to be able to tell each other everything?

Bianca: Ugh.

Maggie: No secrets?

Bianca: Maggie, there are always secrets -- always. Come on, dance with me. Dance with me.

Maggie: No, I really don't think that we should -- I don't think that the biker boys are ready for us to make a scene.

Bianca: I don't care, Maggie! I just want to dance!

Maggie: I donít.

Bianca: Ugh! Ugh!

Man: Oh!

[Men laugh]

Man: Yeah, whoo. Oh, yeah!

Maggie: What -- oh. Come on.

[Men cheer]

Bianca: Whoo!

Maggie: Stop it.

[Men laugh]

Man: Whoo!

Second man: Oh, yeah!

Maggie: Bianca, come on. Come on, we'll take the party back to my place.

Bianca: Whoa!

[Man laughs]

Man: Whoo! Come on.

Bianca: Whoo-hoo!

Man: Ha-ha! Oh, wha!

Bianca: Get away from me!

[Music plays]

Man: Hey, chill out, baby! I was just trying to dance with you.

Maggie: Ok, Bianca, just take my hand.

Bianca: Just get away from me!

Man: You want to dance with me, mama?

Bianca: Just stay away from me!

Man: What are you -- some kind of wacko?

Second Man: Who the hell do you think you are messing with us?

Maggie: Look, guys, look, guys, she didn't mean to start anything, ok?

Man: Oh, we got to take lip from you, too?

Second Man: Hey, hey! Get off the table, Mabel!

Bianca: No! Don't touch me! I mean it! Stay away from me.

Erica: You know what? After the wedding, I am going to find a way to enable you and Bianca to connect with one another.

Kendall: That means a lot. You know, this looks like the first mother/daughter moment we've ever shared.

[Erica and Kendall laugh]

Erica: Yes. Yes, it does, doesn't it?

Kendall: Yeah.

Erica: I like it.

Kendall: I like it, too. I can get used to this.

Opal: Kendall, would you mind if I just have a moment alone with the bride?

Kendall: Oh, no, no, of course not. Go ahead.

Erica: Ok.

Opal: I'm just a little curious about the update on little Miss Troublemaker.

Erica: Oh. Opal, it's just -- it's really amazing. I know you won't believe this, but Kendall hasn't given me one thing to worry about -- in fact, exactly the opposite.

Opal: Well, that's great news, but I was actually referencing Mary Smythe and her secret bombshell.

Erica: Shh! Mary drops her bomb, Mary self-destructs.

Mary: All you have to do, Jackson, is count back nine short months and congratulations, Daddy -- you have a baby girl.

Juan Pablo: Are you ready for another round?

Greenlee: I'm up for whatever you are.

Juan Pablo: Great.

[Jack chuckles]

Tad: What are you laughing at?

Greenlee: Hey, guys.

Jack: Hey.

Greenlee: I don't want to interrupt all this male bonding over here --

Jack: Oh.

Greenlee: But could I speak to you for a minute?

Jack: Sure. Trust me, you're not interrupting much, believe me. Thank you, actually. What can I do for you?

Greenlee: This is for you. It's from my mother.

Jack: From your mother?

Greenlee: Mm-hmm.

Jack: So what's in here?

Greenlee: I don't know. Why don't you open it up and put us both out of our misery?

On the next "All My Children" --

Kendall: Greenlee is Jackís daughter, but you already knew that. You're the one keeping it from them.

Tad: Ah, I don't think you want to read that.

Jack: And why not?

Greenlee: What is it I think you're not telling me?

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