AMC Transcript Friday 8/1/03


All My Children Transcript Friday 8/1/03

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Boo

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

Anna: I don't know what is left for us. All I know is that I love you.

David: I love you, too, Anna.

Maggie: Michael Cambias raped you?

Bianca: You can't tell my mother. She's getting married today!

Rev. Ritter: If any of you can show just cause why they may not be lawfully wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.

Greenlee: I've got something to say.

Jack: What the hell is she doing?

Erica: I don't know. Her mother must have put her up to this.

Rev. Ritter: I'm sorry. It's my first wedding --

Jack: Oh, reverend, reverend, don't worry. I'll take care of this. Greenlee --

Erica: No, jack, please don't leave me.

Kendall: Maybe I can reason with her. You two just wait here. Be ready to say "I do."

Erica and Jack: Thank you.

Reggie: Ok, what's up with the interruptions?

Jack: Well, it wouldn't be a Pine Valley wedding without it, I guess.

Erica: Kendall will get rid of her.

Bianca: Mom, it's going to be ok.

Kendall: No scene, Greenlee. Let's get out of here.

Greenlee: No.

Kendall: Listen, we'll walk out together. You can tell me all about it --

Greenlee: It's not that easy.

Kendall: If it's that important, you don't want all these people hearing it, do you?

Greenlee: I said no.

Kendall: Please, please don't do this to my mother -- please.

Greenlee: You don't know what she's done to me. Or do you? I should have known. Since you joined forces with Erica, there's nothing you won't do to suck up.

Kendall: Greenlee, wait -- Greenlee, wait --

Greenlee: You want to avoid a scene and a broken arm? Let go.

Kendall: Just let them finish the ceremony, please.

Greenlee: Like hell.

Rev. Ritter: Really, this is most irregular. I --

Greenlee: New at this, aren't you?

Rev. Ritter: Yes. Actually, I am.

Greenlee: You asked if anyone objects to this union. Well, I do.

Erica: Greenlee, please --

Greenlee: I object to you, Erica, in so many ways. I certainly object to this wedding and you marrying my father. I object to this man being my father. I object to the whole damn thing.

[Crowd murmurs]

Jack: Greenlee, whatever you think has happened, can't we just go on?

Greenlee: What, discuss it reasonably? I don't think so. Truth's coming out, Erica. Live with it.

Jack: Greenlee --

Rev. Ritter: Ms. Kane, what do we do?

Erica: Everyone, please, if you just bear with us, we will get underway in just a few minutes.

Jack: We've discussed this.

Greenlee: No, we didn't.

Jack: Yes, we did. You told me that you wanted me to avoid your mother. You said you didn't want me as your stepfather, and I --

Greenlee: Right, right, but I was out of the loop then. Now -- well, you know what they say -- you can choose your friends, but you're stuck with your family.

Jack: I don't know what your mother told you to get you to do this, but it's ridiculous.

Greenlee: You know, I thought you were too good for my mother. Boy, was I wrong.

Jack: I'm about to be married to Erica. You're standing here in the middle of my wedding, for pete's sake! Your mother is just going to have to accept that.

Greenlee: For the record, your taste in women stinks, daddy.

Jack: I am not, nor will I ever be your stepfather, your surrogate father, or anything else, Greenlee.

Greenlee: Right. You're the real thing. You are my father, Jackson. Not step, biological.

Erica: That's enough! Greenlee, stop this right now!

Greenlee: I didn't start it.

Erica: Coming in here with these accusations -- this is hateful. All right, if you won't leave, then we --

Greenlee: What, you're going to have me thrown out? Arrested? For what, telling the truth?

Jack: Greenlee, let's just go outside --

Greenlee: You're my father, Jackson!

Jack: No, I am not your father.

Mary: Yes, you are, Jack.

Erica: Oh!

[Crowd murmurs]

Mary: I had to tell her. I couldn't let her go on.

Greenlee: Oh, it wasn't selfless. She set me up to discover that bogus letter.

Mary: You have a right to know your parentage, Greenlee.

Greenlee: You're no better than they are. Maybe worse. Planting that letter for me to find and forcing this diary on me?

Erica: And it's a lie! Greenlee, the whole story is a lie! Don't believe her!

Greenlee: Oh, get over it, Erica. You're busted. Your little secret is out. You can't stop it, and you can't fix it --

Bianca: Greenlee, don't do this now.

Greenlee: No, it's too late, Binks. It's out of your control. Mine, too.

Bianca: Just leave, ok? Just let them get married. Just let them get married!

Mary: If you think about the timing, Jack, you'll know we're telling the truth. Greenlee is your daughter.

Bianca: No, she's not! She's nothing! Get the hell out of here right now --

Maggie: Oh, get back!

[All talk at once]

Greenlee: You can't get rid of us!

Kendall: Don't make this any worse than it is, ok?

Erica: Mary would do anything to ruin our wedding!

Jack: No, she hasn't. She has not ruined anything yet, honey. Mary, there's still time for you to just turn around and leave, ok?

Mary: Why would I want to?

Jack: Oh, I don't know. Maybe to somehow preserve a shred of self-respect here?

Mary: Well, obviously, I sacrificed that a long time ago.

Jack: I want you to hear me. When I told you it was over between us all those years and years and years ago, I meant it! And I don't want you using Greenlee to try to interfere with my life with Erica!

Mary: I'm not using Greenlee.

Greenlee: Oh, sure, you are. But it looks like using people is something you have in common, right, dad? Didn't you use mom when you took her to bed?

Jack: Well, that's hardly the subject here, Greenlee.

Greenlee: Oh, sure, it is. The pool boy beds the virginal heiress.

Jack: Stop it, Greenlee, now!

Greenlee: Ooh, very good. That sounded so parental. Let's see, that evening of bliss or whatever it was, when did it occur? May of 1976, nine months before I was born. Do the math.

Mary: Think about it, jack.

Erica: Yes, Jack, think about it. You were probably seeing three or four men at the same time.

Greenlee: Oh, which brings us to the reading portion of my program here.

Kendall: No, you're not going to read anything, Greenlee, no. Greenlee, stop this, please. You cannot do this today! Greenlee, please, don't -- don't -- Greenlee, don't!

Greenlee: Hey, stay out of this, unless you want it to escalate. Today's lesson comes from the diary of my mother -- the spring of 1976, to be more precise -- when a young man's and girl's thoughts turn to -- well, you can hear for yourself.

Erica: Jack, please, just -- why don't you just get everybody out of here now.

Greenlee: Why, Erica? What do you have to be afraid of?

Rev. Ritter: What do you hope to accomplish, young lady?

Greenlee: Well, I'm not sure. But stick around. Maybe we'll both figure it out. Here we are. "My thoughts and feelings are so jumbled, I can't untangle them. But I know that sharing myself and my love with Jack seemed so natural and so spectacular all at the same time!" Exclamation point. "I wanted us to melt together forever, to be one, never to be apart. I was frightened at first, terrified I'd disappoint him. But Jack was so tender, so glorious. Nothing I'd read or heard or imagined lovemaking to be prepared me for feelings so blessed. I'm sure that when mommy and daddy get to know Jack, they'll realize his limitless potential. There's nothing he can't accomplish. I'll help him. And in a few years, we'll have the perfect little house and start the perfect family." Well, the house prediction was a bust, but, hey, the family -- me? Mary was ahead of the game. Not that she knew it when she made that entry.

Opal: Worse and worse.

Jamie: Better and better.

Brooke: Stop it.

Tad: This is bad.

Jamie: Right, dad. You sort of know how Jack feels, don't you?

Greenlee: You remember what happened next. My grandparents weren't in love with you like mom was, and they'd taught her well. And you were estranged from the mighty Montgomerys of South Carolina, and she needed a husband who could support her in the style to which she was accustomed, not some hippie leftover caught in playing the free spirit. So she broke it off with you. She made herself vulnerable to Roger Smythe, the man I grew up thinking was my father. Roger Smythe, who lied about his lineage, his wealth, and his prospects. Of course, mother learned that way too late, but she was stuck with him and your child. And where were you, daddy? What were you doing? Making a name for yourself in politics, among other things? How lucky for you -- no attachments, no responsibilities, and weren't you glad. Mother was just another summer amusement to you. And years later when you and I met, you -- you didn't put it together, it never occurred to you because you didn't want to know. You were too busy chasing Erica Kane.

Erica: Oh --

Jack: Greenlee, I don't deny that your mother and I had an affair.

Greenlee: Yeah, because you can't.

Jack: No, but we didn't have a child. No, I truly believe that Mary here is making all this up. She's faking this just to stop this marriage of mine to Erica!

Greenlee: Well, I have no illusions about my mother, her lack of scruples --

Mary: Greenlee --

Greenlee: If our relationship hinged on some backdated letter and a diary that could also be forged, I wouldn't be standing here right now.

Jack: So why are you standing here right now?

Greenlee: The blood test proved that you're my father.

[Crowd murmurs]

Jack: Oh, Mary told you I took a blood test? I didn't take any blood test.

Greenlee: When you had the blood transfusion, I was a perfect match. Me. We share the same rare phenotype.

Jack: You?

Greenlee: Yes, me. I was your blood donor. I saved your life, daddy. I saved your life.

Jack: So you're telling me that my transfusion came from you?

Greenlee: We're as close to a perfect match as father and daughter can get.

Erica: But that's a lie! Her mother --

Kendall: Erica, don't -- please don't engage her!

Erica: Please don't listen to them --

Reggie: Jack, isn't all that blood stuff confidential?

Jack: How'd you find out you were my donor?

Erica: Mary told her.

Mary: Yes, I did.

Erica: Yes, you did. And there you see, this most desperate woman has set this up.

Mary: Jack, when I learned you were back in the hospital and your life was at risk, I realized how selfish I had been by not telling Greenlee who you really were to her.

Erica: You've known this since 1976? And just now you decide that you need to tell Greenlee?

Jack: Hang on, hang on, hang on. I want to hear this whole story.

Mary: I made a mistake by letting you go. I paid for that for years afterward. Greenlee suffered twice as much. I wanted to make it up to her and to you.

Erica: Oh --

Jack: So why didn't you tell me all this while I was in the hospital, huh?

Mary: I wanted to.

Jack: You did? Well, you came to visit me.

Mary: Yeah, several times.

Jack: Yeah, and you made no bones about wanting to pick up where we left off, but not once -- not once did you hint that I was Greenlee's father.

Mary: I hinted. You just didn't catch on.

Jack: Oh, for -- so you save this announcement for my wedding day, after you sell Greenlee your story?

Mary: I wanted to tell you before.

Jack: Oh, but you couldn't do that. No, first, you had to convince Greenlee that she was my blood donor.

Mary: No. I couldn't tell you because Erica was blackmailing me.

[Crowd murmurs]

Erica: Oh --

Jamie: Whoa.

Erica: Is there no end to your nerve? First, you send your daughter in here to make your first attack, and then you come in here with your fantastic story? Blackmail and unknown paternity and identical blood types. Mary, you've been reading too many cheap novels.

Mary: I have the dossier you used to blackmail me.

Tad: I am dead.

Erica: Dossier? Ok, Mary, I think that all of us have witnessed enough of your drama for one day. Now, you can get out, or I will see to it that you are taken away.

Reggie: I got you covered, Ms. Kane.

Mary: Erica, Greenlee's right. You can't stop this and you can't make it disappear.

Erica: You are just a sad and lonely and desperate woman who cannot stand to see anybody else happy, including the man that you say you once loved, the man that you kept the truth from all these years.

Mary: I told you you wouldn't win.

Erica: Mary, I'm not in competition with you. Jack has made his choice.

Mary: Maybe.

Greenlee: Mother, enough! Look at you all -- so wealthy, so powerful, so pathetic. You, mother, you threw Jackson over for what you thought was the real thing -- Roger Smythe. Turned out he was nothing. You sacrificed everything for social position and security and to impress others, and you gave up your life and me. And, you, Jackson, you had a few poolside trysts and never looked back. You knew I was Mary's daughter. You saw me day after day and never recognized the slightest spark of the Montgomery clan? How can that be? How? And the almighty Erica Kane -- a woman who gets whatever she wants whenever she wants it any way she can, even if it means keeping the man she loves from his own daughter. I don't know what you proved except for that you hate me more than you love him. How proud you must be. How proud you all must be.

[Greenlee sighs]

Greenlee: I'm glad I got that off my chest. Sorry about the interruption. You guys go back to whatever it is you were doing, or not. I don't want anything to do with you.

[Crowd murmurs]

Jack: Greenlee --

Greenlee: I'm serious. You stay away from me. The man I thought was my father died. You're every bit as dead to me.

Mary: You can't possibly mean that --

Greenlee: Oh, and, you, too. You know what? I mean it. You're nothing to me. Nothing! I don't need you. As far as I'm concerned, I'm an orphan.

David: You've all done enough, don't you think? I'll get her.

Erica: Jack, darling, it's much better this way. David is much closer to her. He'll be able to get through to her.

Jack: Ok.

Erica: Everyone, please -- no. We are so distressed by all this. I think that we all need a couple of minutes to collect ourselves before the ceremony continues.

Jack: No, we don't.

Erica: Oh, darling, I'm sorry. I just do need a couple of moments before we continue with the ceremony. We can start over, from the top.

Jack: After all that's happened?

Erica: No, I know that won't be easy --

Jack: After everything that Greenlee and Mary said here today?

Erica: Jack, you're not going to do this, are you? Please don't let them ruin our magnificent day with -- with their outrageous lies. Jack, you believe me, don't you? Not Mary Smythe? Jack, this is supposed to be a joyous occasion for us and for our guests. And what were we subjected to? Insults and lies. I mean, everyone is reeling.

Jack: So what are you suggesting? That we just pretend it never happened?

Erica: No, but we can salvage our wedding. We can. Darling, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And my goodness, poor Reverend Ritter -- I think he looks like he's about to faint.

Jack: Yeah.

Erica: And I'm sure the rest of our guests feel that way, too.

Jack: Yeah, I -- I just need a moment here, ok?

Erica: Of course. Darling, that's what I need, too. I just need a moment just to shake off all this ugliness and get back to us.

Jack: Yeah, you know, I -- I can't do this. I can't do this until I know the truth, ok? I just can't do it. Joe -- Joe, can I talk to you for a second, please?

Joe: Yes, of course.

Jack: I need records from the hospital that will establish the identity of my blood donor.

Joe: Well, you know, of course, that it's confidential.

Jack: Yeah, and I know that every rule can be gotten around, Joe, and so does your son, by the way. Reggie, you have your cell phone?

Reggie: Never leave home without it. You know, emergencies.

Jack: Thanks.

Marian: Oh, darling, this is the second time Greenlee has trashed a wedding. Remember Leo and Laura English?

Stuart: Oh, shh!

Marian: Well, at least we're not going to get flooded out this time.

Stuart: I feel so sorry for Erica and Jack and Greenlee.

Marian: Oh, my sweet, caring husband. Don't you worry about them, darling. They're going to be just fine.

Stuart: Oh.

Opal: Why didn't Erica listen to me?

Myrtle: Opal, were you mixed up in this mess?

Opal: Why would you think something like that? No. I just wish that she had taken my advice about not seeing Jack this morning. I knew it was tempting fate.

Jack: Yes, I understand the circumstances are extremely unique, Judge Hale, but I would very much appreciate it if you would issue the court order. I understand that. Thank you. Thank you, Pat. Thank you very much. Joe, would you please accompany me to the hospital?

Erica: The hospital? Now? Jack, we have a houseful of guests here.

Jack: I would really appreciate your cooperation on this.

Joe: Jack, you have my cooperation, but you really want to leave now?

Jack: Yes, yes, I do, and, Tad, if you don't mind, I'd like you to come with us.

Tad: Yeah, sure, Jack.

Anna: Is there anything I can do at all?

Jack: Anna, thank you. I think I've got this under control.

Anna: Ok.

Jack: Brooke, would you do me a favor? Would you please call Lily's teacher and tell her -- tell her that there's been a delay and that I'll call Lily later and send her my love? Will you, please?

Brooke: Yep.

Jack: Thanks.

Bianca: No, no, he can't just leave. This can't be happening. He can't just leave my mother right now. Uncle Jack, don't go. Don't. Wait till after the ceremony.

Jack: Sweetheart, sweetheart, listen, don't worry. Things will work out exactly the way they're supposed to, ok?

Bianca: No, no, no, no, no, please. Uncle Jack, please don't leave.

Jack: Trust me. It's going to be all right. Come here.

Kendall: Yes, of course. Excuse me. Everybody, can I have your attention, please? We are postponing the ceremony.

[Crowd murmurs]

Kendall: But just -- just for a little while. We'll be in touch with everybody when we reschedule. In the meantime, thank you all for coming and for bearing with us through all of this. Thank you.

Erica: Jack? Jack? Can you just wait for me to change?

Jack: No, Erica.

Erica: Well, I can't go to the hospital in my wedding gown.

Jack: I don't want you to go into the hospital with me.

Erica: Well, Jack, I certainly am very deeply involved in all of this.

Jack: Yes. I'd like you to stay home and wait for me.

Erica: Jack, I will go out of my mind doing that. I mean --

Jack: I'll let you know anything I find out as soon as I can.

Erica: All right. Jack, I love you with all my heart, and I'll be waiting for you then. Please come home. Please come home just as soon as you possibly can.

Jack: I will.

Erica: Jack, I just -- I can't wait to be married to you. And we're going to stay that way, darling. We're going to be an old, happy married couple forever.

Erica: Oh, god. Oh, god, what have they done?

Bianca: Mom?

Erica: Oh, sweetheart.

Bianca: I'm sorry. I just wanted it to be perfect for you. I don't understand what happened. Everything was supposed to be perfect.

Erica: Don't you take this so hard. Really, everything's going to be fine. Uncle Jack and I are still going to be married, just not right this minute.

Bianca: Ok, then, I'll just -- I'll find the reverend and I'll make sure that he keeps the rest of his day open so that we can do the ceremony later today.

Erica: Ok. Ok, you give me one reason why I shouldn't just kill you right now.

Mary: I think you've given Pine Valley enough gossip for one day.

Erica: No, you've given everyone the gossip and the lies.

Mary: Yes, but my gossip is true. Greenlee is Jack's daughter, and I'm her mother, the mother of Jack's child. That should be reason enough to let me live, don't you think? Just give it up, Erica. It's over.

Erica: No, Mary, it's far from over. It's far from over.

Mary: Well, if you just look around the room, I don't see a groom and I don't see a wedding band on your finger. I would say that makes me the winner.

Myrtle: Erica, darling, we're going.

Erica: Yes. Well, Myrtle, then you're just going to have to walk me down the aisle another time.

Myrtle: Sweetheart, I will, and very soon.

Erica: Ok.

Myrtle: In the meantime, before we go, do you need anything?

Erica: No, no, no, no. Believe me, I'm very used to jealous women threatening me, screeching, trying to ruin what's important to me. I'll be just fine.

Myrtle: Well, if everything is not just fine, you have to come to me. You know that?

Erica: I know.

Myrtle: I love you, darling.

Erica: I love you, too.

Myrtle: Take care.

Erica: Thanks. Thank you.

[Erica cries]

Erica: Ugh!

Bianca: Reverend Ritter, thank you so much for keeping the rest of your day open for us, because this delay -- and that is all it us -- it's going to be over very soon.

Maggie: You didn't have to cancel anything else, did you?

Rev. Ritter: No. No, no. No, this wedding is all that I had scheduled.

Bianca: Well, that is good, because my Uncle Jack is going to be coming back, and then we will just proceed as planned, ok?

Rev. Ritter: Yeah, I didn't expect all this excitement. If you'll excuse me, I have to call the Bishop.

Bianca: Ok, of course. Thank you.

Maggie: Hey, can I get you some aspirin or some coffee? Why don't you have something to eat?

Bianca: Oh -- you know, I'd completely forgotten about my hangover.

Maggie: It's not worse after all -- all of that?

Bianca: No, it's not, and it's a -- it's a good thing because I need to pull this wedding back together again.

Maggie: No, no, no. Listen, you don't have to do anything.

Bianca: Yes, I do, Maggie.

Maggie: No, Bianca, it's not your job.

Bianca: Well, of course not. It's not anybody's job. But I love my mother, and I just want this day to be everything that she dreamed it to be. Wait, Maggie, can you pass me that program?

Maggie: Here.

Bianca: Thank you.

Maggie: Look, you know, why don't you sit down and just rest for a little while?

Bianca: Listen, Maggie, I realize that I kind of lost it a little bit before, but I don't need a keeper and I don't need a babysitter.

Maggie: Oh. Well, how about a friend, you know, because that's all I'm trying to be here.

Bianca: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Maggie: No, no, no. Look, you don't have to be sorry. Hey, if I had a day like this, you would be doing the same exact thing for me, right?

Bianca: Yeah, I -- I would.

Maggie: Actually, you would be bossing me around, making sure that I was doing everything that was best for me.

Bianca: Yeah, I know it.

Maggie: And, you know -- come on, after your bender last night, most people would end up in bed for a week, and you're acting like nothing has happened.

Bianca: Well, you know what? Getting drunk is not worst thing that ever happened to somebody.

Maggie: No, but that's not all you're dealing with right now.

Bianca: Do you think that it's true?

Maggie: What? Greenlee being Jack's daughter?

Bianca: Yeah. Do you think that Jackson is really her father?

Maggie: I don't know. Does that really matter right now?

Bianca: Well, if it's true, it means that Greenlee and I are cousins.

Maggie: Well, yeah, and if -- when your mom marries Jack, then you guys would be stepsisters.

Bianca: I don't want her to be a part of this family. Let's just hope that my mom was right. Let's just hope that this is just another one of Mary Smythe's vindictive lies.

Mary: Hi.

Bartender: Hi.

Mary: Could I please have a vodka martini up with a twist, please? Actually, make it a double.

Bartender: Yes, Ms. Smythe.

Reggie: Why not make it a quadruple?

Mary: So you can abduct me again?

Reggie: No. I'm just hoping you'll O.D. and do the world a favor.

Mary: Reggie, go away and comfort Erica. I don't want to speak to you.

Reggie: Where do you get off trying to make people's lives as miserable as yours?

Mary: I said go away!

Reggie: No, you enjoyed breaking up that wedding, prancing around while all the attention's on you. You don't deserve a good guy like Jack.

Mary: Chief Devane? I want this boy arrested.

Reggie: For what, self-defense?

Mary: He forced me to give him money.

Reggie: I didn't force you to do anything.

Mary: He lured me into the woods and stole my car.

Reggie: She's drinking double martinis. She's confusing me for the pink elephant that ripped her off.

Mary: I am neither confused nor inebriated. Can I depend on you to do your duty?

Reggie: Well, if she's doing her job, right now you wouldn't be here.

Anna: Did anyone witness this crime?

Reggie: No, because it's all in her head. She's crazy.

Mary: My word should suffice.

Anna: Well, no one saw him take your money or your car.

Reggie: I didn't steal anything.

Mary: You're on his side, aren't you? This delinquent has harassed me, and you're not going to do anything about it, are you?

Anna: Well, if you need peace and quiet, I suggest that you stay out of the public areas of this establishment.

Mary: You're joking!

Anna: It'd be in your own best interest to remain in your room.

Reggie: That's right.

Mary: You can't put me under house arrest.

Anna: Well, I'm not, but you caused a lot of trouble here today, Mrs. Smythe, and no one wants to see you, so --

[Mary sighs]

Reggie: You know, frankly, do the world a favor and leave.

Mary: Fine. Could you please have that sent to my room?

Reggie: Thanks for helping me out.

Anna: I wish I could do the same for Jackson.

Reggie: Yeah, me, too.

Joe: If you want to wait here, I will go pull the donor file.

Jack: I appreciate not making me wait for the court order.

Joe: No use prolonging it.

Jack: Well, Tad, all this could have been avoided if you'd just done the job you'd been hired to do.

Tad: Yeah, I know. Look, Jack, you're about to find out --

Jack: Yeah, but you already knew, didn't you?

Tad: Not exactly.

Jack: No, but you suspected it was Greenlee, but you knew if you shared that with me that I would ask for proof and substantiation.

Tad: Right, exactly. And where would we be?

Jack: Well, we wouldn't have had that little scene at The Valley Inn, that's one thing. Look, just tell me what you know. Please? It involves Erica, doesn't it?

Opal: You know, I was afraid of this. I mean, I warned you --

Erica: Opal. Opal!

Opal: I had a feeling --

Erica: Opal --

Opal: Ever since you told me that Greenlee was Jackson's daughter and you weren't going to let either of them in on it, I --

Erica: Opal, don't tell me that what I did was wrong. I can't hear that right now. I did what I had to do to keep Mary Smythe quiet.

Opal: Yeah, only she didn't keep quiet!

Kendall: Yeah, she and Greenlee screamed it to the entire town.

Opal: And now that that hellcat is out of the bag, hissing and spitting for all she's worth -- I mean, you're never going to get her to shut up.

Anna: You didn't find her?

David: No. I went to her apartment, went to Fusion, even stopped by the bridge. Thank god she wasn't there. I don't have a clue as to where Greenlee ended up.

Greenlee: You couldn't love me. You weren't really my father. You never even tried to love me, did you?

Liza: Adam, no! -- Oh --

Anna: I'm sure Greenlee needs some time alone to think things through.

David: She could have come to me.

Anna: She's confused. She doesn't want to add to your load. How could Mary have kept that from her?

David: I mean, some mothers have been known to do some pretty horrific things to their children. I'm cutting off everybody in my life ever since Leora left us.

Anna: We both have.

David: I mean, even when I'm able to break away from the pain long enough, all I see is more pain. I mean, Bianca over the edge about something that's obviously hurt her so deeply that she can't even acknowledge it. And now we have Greenlee, you know, barely surviving her loss with Leo, and now she has to face the fact that her whole childhood was one big lie? I mean, when does it end?

Anna: The pain? I don't know if it does end. I think you have to move around it if you want to get any relief or happiness. What are you thinking?

David: That the only way I can get around this pain is with you.

Anna: Oh.

David: You're my only hope for happiness, Anna. You always have been. Will you marry me?

Bianca: You know, these flowers are not going to stay fresh forever.

Maggie: Well, I'm sure they can buy new ones.

Bianca: Maybe there's a plant mister or something around here somewhere. You know, I am going to call the florist. Oh --

Maggie: Oh, wait, come here, come here, come here.

Bianca: Oh -- this is from my mother's bouquet, Maggie. I need to get this in some wa-- oh, god. This wasn't supposed to happen this way. My mother was supposed to be married! After everything that has happened, somebody was supposed to be happy!

Opal: Here, how about some iced tea?

Kendall: You know what? I can go to the store and go get you anything you want.

Erica: All I want is for this phone to ring. I just want Jack to call me and tell me that everything is all right.

[Knock on door]

Reggie: Hi.

Erica: Hi.

Reggie: I just came by to see how you were doing.

Opal: Well, she's been better.

Reggie: Yeah, I know. I ran into that old scag Mary down at the bar. Erica, look, if there's anything I can do to keep her away from you and Jack, consider it done.

Opal: Well, I'm afraid murder is frowned upon in these parts, reg.

Erica: Yeah. But thanks, Reggie. Anyhow, you know what? Everything is going to be fine. Mary can't come between us. Jack loves me. Nothing's ever going to change that.

Jack: Come on, Tad. I have to believe if you know some part of this, you probably know all of this, and I think that Erica took you into her confidence.

Tad: Now, wait a minute, wait a minute. You're giving me way too much credit.

Jack: No. Now, Mary mentioned a dossier on her. Now, Erica did not pull that together by herself.

Tad: Why not? She's a resourceful woman.

Jack: Yeah, she knows how to get a job done. She picks up a phone! She'd know who to call, too, wouldn't she? You have a private investigator's license, and you know how to keep your mouth shut -- obviously.

Tad: Why don't we just wait till my father comes back with the answer. We'll see where we are.

Greenlee: You knew I wasn't your daughter, didn't you? But you kept mother's secret. You played your role to hold on to her and to the family fortune. I could barely get your attention, never mind your love, and you never once let on why. You made me think I was a disappointment to you, no matter how hard I tried. And since I wasn't in on your secret -- yours and mother's -- I believed you. I believed that I couldn't measure up, that I wasn't smart enough or bright enough or witty enough for you to love me. You bastard! How could you torture me like that? I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you, Roger! I hate all of you! I hate you!

Joe: Well, I had to do a little detective work of my own, Jack, but here it is.

Jack: Thank you, Joe.

Jack: Greenlee Smythe Du Pres.

Joe: The odds are she's a blood relative, Jack. A close blood relative.

Jack: Odds are she's my daughter.

Greenlee: I wish I'd found out before you died! I wish I knew you weren't really my father so I could hurt you back. I want you to hurt like I do! I want you to hurt like I do! I want to break your heart! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

>>Stay tuned for scenes from the next "All My Children"

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

Michael: We're alone. Nobody else is here. Just the way I like it.

Erica: By this time tomorrow, Jack and I will be husband and wife.

Jack: Please go find Greenlee, make sure she didn't do something stupid.

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