AMC Transcript Monday 9/29/03

All My Children Transcript Monday 9/29/03

Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Singer: He's Tad the cad

Liza: No, I didn't.

Mia: You didn't go over to Tad's last night?

Liza: That's what I'm saying.

Mia: But you said you wanted him.

Liza: Ahem -- well, Tad's a very attractive guy.

Mia: So attractive that you're willing to risk having a real relationship with him, consequences be damned.

Liza: Look, you know what? It just didn't happen. It's better this way.

Mia: No, it's safer, it's not better. Just go over there. Go over there and tell him that you had a change of heart.

Liza: Look, there's just too much baggage between the two of us.

Mia: So what? Go over to Tad's and start unpacking, now.

Greenlee: I have it. I know how to get to Kendall. We are about to regain controlling interest in Fusion.

Mia: Does this involve doing Kendall any bodily harm?

Greenlee: Would I be that blatant? No. I'm about to make her an offer she's never been offered before.

Aidan: What are you looking at?

Kendall: Some Brit who crashed on my couch.

Aidan: Couldn't sleep? So staring at me is like counting sheep?

Kendall: I'm wondering what's wrong with you.

Aidan: Nothing. I had a pretty good night's sleep, thanks. Couch is pretty comfy.

Kendall: Why are you still in my corner?

Aidan: Because I like the view.

Kendall: Well, I gave you a million reasons to run for the hills and none to stay.

Aidan: I don't know. The kiss was pretty nice.

Kendall: Yeah, well, you trusted me before we kissed.

Aidan: I don't understand you, Kendall. But I know you didn't kill Michael, and I'm going to prove it.

Kendall: Well, the police are going to try to make a case against me.

Aidan: Well, they needn't bother because I'm going to deliver them the real killer gift-wrapped, topped with a nice big bow.

Kendall: No, you can't.

Aidan: Watch me.

Kendall: No, Aidan, I don't want you to. Aidan, please, just stay out of this.

David: Erica, what are you doing here? Did something happen to Bianca?

Erica: No. No, no, Bianca's fine. It's this. Have you seen this?

David: Well, a little late to worry about his frozen assets now, don't you think?

Erica: David, you can't joke about this.

David: Of course I can, and so should you.

Erica: Finding his body changes everything.

David: Not if we don't let it.

Erica: David, they're going to accuse us of murder.

Edmund: This points us in another direction.

Ryan: What's this, the lab report?

Edmund: Mm-hmm.

Ryan: From the glass from the decanter?

Edmund: Yeah. Unfortunately, you know, Hayward dumped out the contents in a potted plant, which also disappeared.

Ryan: Well, good. If I'm going to hang this murder on somebody, I'd rather it be Hayward. And it looks like this just might do it.

Bianca: Excuse me.

Nurse: Mm-hmm.

Bianca: I'm looking for Dr. Maria Grey.

Nurse: Oh, she's right in there with a patient. She shouldn't be long.

Bianca: Oh, great. Thank you.

Maria: You check out fine. You know, there doesn't seem to be any neurological damage.

Lena: Then most of the poison wasn't absorbed?

Maria: No, and I can release you later today.

Lena: Bianca.

Bianca: What are you doing here, Lena? Did you say that you were poisoned?

Ryan: What's this, like some kind of poison?

Edmund: They're not sure. It's a new drug. It contains some compounds that the chemist can't identify.

Ryan: Why, they can't, like, break them down?

Edmund: Yeah. Well, I mean, they're still working on it, but when it comes to drugs, Hayward's quite the designer.

Ryan: Yeah? Well, I mean, it's easy to figure out if it's a poison. Just feed it to another rat.

Edmund: Yeah, but they'd have to replicate the formula.

Ryan: Oh, and since they don't recognize some of the elements --

Edmund: Exactly.

Ryan: Ah.

Edmund: Exactly. Still, serving a lethal single malt to Cambias is right up Hayward's alley.

Ryan: So David moves up on the suspect list. Well, he's got plenty of company. I mean, is there anybody in Pine Valley who hasn't been keeping secrets about Michael Cambias?

Erica: David, Aidan found my datebook, and he gave it to Anna.

David: Yes, and she gave it to me. Erica, you're in the clear. Relax.

Erica: David, Aidan found my datebook. Mr. Special Ops. And you said that he gave it to Jack.

David: Right, and Jack didn't want it. So let Aidan scream as loudly as he wants to about your datebook as high as the Supreme Court. So he found it in Cambias' apartment, and so he caught me pouring scotch into a planter. So what? The fact is this. There is not one thing that directly links us to Cambias' murder. So if we don't act guilty, no one is going to think we're guilty, and no one will get hurt.

[Knock on door]

David: Calm, ok?

Maggie: They found Michael's body. Shouldn't I tell them what I know?

Aidan: I knew you were covering up for someone. Do you plan on taking the rap for them, too?

Kendall: Listen, Aidan, I told you, it's better if you just stay out of this, ok? And as for your theory, you're way off.

Aidan: It's the only thing that does make sense, Kendall. Because marrying Michael Cambias certainly doesn't.

Kendall: Marrying Michael gave me more power than I've ever wanted.

Aidan: And don't even try and stonewall me. We both know I'm right.

Kendall: No, you're not.

Aidan: You have no clue how you've incriminated yourself, buying that meatpacking plant.

Kendall: Excuse me, Michael instructed me to buy that place.

Aidan: Really? What, during a seance?

Kendall: He was very much alive at the time, thank you.

Aidan: The police are going to crucify you.

Kendall: They have no proof that I did anything wrong.

Aidan: Do you have any idea how many people are sentenced to life in prison solely on circumstantial evidence?

Kendall: I did not kill Michael, and no one can prove otherwise.

Aidan: Oh, come on, Kendall, don't be so naive.

Kendall: I told you I didn't do it, Aidan, ok? What in the hell happened to all of your confidence in me?

Aidan: It's still here. But it's not me, the one you have to convince. Whoever you're shielding, are they worth dying in prison for?

Kendall: I told you, I'm not protecting anyone.

Aidan: You told me a lot of bull about Michael buying a meatpacking plant where they found him hanging like a side of beef. It's not going to wash, Kendall. You have got to come up with something better. Otherwise, the state's going to give you what Michael got.

Kendall: I'll hire the best attorneys if I have to.

Aidan: Well, don't even bother. Level with me before the police come knocking at your door.

[Knock on door]

Kendall: How'd you arrange that?

Aidan: I didn't.

Greenlee: Hi. Can I come in?

Kendall: You were the last person I expected to see.

Aidan: Since you two have got a lot to discuss -- Kendall, I'll be in touch. Think about what I said. Bye, Greenlee.

Kendall: Like you'd let me forget it.

Tad: I've got an idea.

Simone: Yeah?

Tad: Hold this right there, ok?

Simone: All right.

Tad: Be right back.

[Simone giggles]

Simone: Whoo! Stop!

Tad: Ooh, boy.

Simone: No, you -- I have to go to the office, ok? Enough. Oh, you are such a terrible influence.

Tad: Me?

[Simone giggles]

Tad: Who's the one that showed up with the bedroom eyes and this incredible offer, hmm?

Simone: Ok, that was me. Mmm, that's good. Uh-huh. But I have to go to Fusion. Oh, Fusion. Fusion, yes.

Tad: I'm working on it. Give me a minute, for God's sake. When we get there, it's not going to be the cold variety, either.

Simone: Yeah, stop right there.

Tad: Ow. Those are sharp.

Simone: No, they're not.

Tad: Oh. That's safe.

[Simone giggles]

Tad: You know, you are obviously suffering from a bad attack of self-restraint.

Simone: Oh. So you don't like the total package?

Tad: I think the package is irresistible.

Simone: Mm-hmm. Right. So you just don't like my concern for my livelihood. That's what's off-putting.

Tad: Well, woman does not live by bread alone.

Simone: Hmm. Boy, you taught me that last night with the whipped cream.

Tad: And I got a full refrigerator downstairs. As I recall, we started something like this.

Simone: Oh!

Tad: Well, what do you think, huh? Peanut butter and bananas?

Simone: Ooh, that's breakfast food.

Tad: And cherries.

Jamie: Party's over.

Tad: Would you excuse us for a second?

Simone: Yes, of course.

Tad: What the hell is wrong with you? Stop it!

Jamie: Ow.

Tad: You're supposed to be at your mother's, remember?

Jamie: I'm so sorry to interrupt.

Tad: That wasn't an interruption. Knocking on the door would have been an interruption. That was an ambush.

Jamie: I didn't know you had company.

Tad: Oh, the hell you didn't, and this had nothing to do with what happened at your party, did it?

Jamie: Oh, would I do something like that?

Tad: In a New York heartbeat you would do something like that. From now on, you knock, ok? You got it?

Jamie: So there's going to be a next time, then?

Tad: Goodbye, James. Goodbye, James.

Jamie: But --

Tad: No, no, no, no -- go on. Try to learn to respect other people's privacy.

Jamie: Sure.

Tad: Simone?

Simone: Yeah?

Tad: I'm sorry. He was supposed to be at his mother's.

Simone: Oh, it's ok.

Tad: I don't know what the hell he was doing here.

Simone: I was leaving anyway, remember?

Tad: Oh, I was trying to talk you out of it, as I remember.

Simone: Uh-huh. Actually, you were trying, and I was resisting.

Tad: Hmm, that's impossible. I'm irresistible. Those are your words.

Simone: Don't you think that Jamie's entrance wrecked the mood?

Tad: I was kind of hoping you wouldn't notice.

Simone: Mm-hmm. You know, Tad --

Tad: Hmm?

Simone: That if Jamie's right -- um -- you know, what he said -- that it doesn't matter when I take off. There's going to be a next time.

Tad: I'll tell you what. You come up with a time and a place, and I'll come up with a lock for the door.

Simone: Nice. Oh. I don't think I've ever had such a wonderful night.

Tad: Careful. You know the rules. You're starting to sound like you mean it.

Simone: I do. But maybe I shouldn't admit it.

Tad: Oh, no, by all means, go ahead. You're pretty exceptional yourself. Of all the mornings for my son to drag himself out of bed before lunch -- amazing.

Simone: Ok, well, you can yell at him when I leave.

Tad: I don't think that's going to do it. I think this calls for a beating.

Simone: Oh. Ok, well, then start the carnage. I'm leaving.

Tad: It's not a joke. My son's transgressions are worse than you know.

Simone: Oh, no, I know. He tried to hit on me on the Fourth of July celebration.

Tad: He what?

Simone: Yeah.

Tad: You're kidding.

Simone: No, no, I mean, please. I mean, you must be impressed with his taste in women.

Tad: Well -- yeah, obviously. But just like I said, he's been going through some stuff, and -- and I'm kind of concerned.

Simone: Well, you shouldn't be. I mean, he's at that age. You went through it, and look how you turned out.

Tad: That's supposed to make me feel better?

Simone: Tad, you are everything that I've ever heard about you. Seriously, you're amazing.

Tad: So are you. James, get your butt up here, now!

Bianca: No, I didn't misunderstand anything. You said poison. I heard you.

Lena: Poison, yes, from food. I didn't say it right.

Bianca: Well, what happened?

Lena: Oh, it was just one of those stupid things.

Bianca: You're in the hospital.

Lena: Yes, I ate some shellfish -- some mussels. The food poisoning was so bad, I had to come to ER.

Maria: She was extremely ill.

Bianca: You said something about possible neurological damage?

Maria: No, she's -- she's going to be all right.

Bianca: Ok, so there's no residual damage at all?

Maria: No, no, no, she's going to be just fine. She was very, very lucky. I'll give you some space to talk.

Bianca: That's it, right? I mean, you're telling me everything?

Lena: Oh, yes, everything you need to know. It's so good to see you again. Talk to me.

Bianca: Well, of course. About anything in particular?

Lena: Anything you want. There must be something you want to tell me.

Bianca: You don't need to worry about me anymore. I'm -- I'm working really hard to reclaim my life.

Lena: That's wonderful. You know, things are improving for me, too. I'm making some big changes.

Bianca: That's great. Like what?

Lena: Believe it or not, Kendall's offered me a job.

Bianca: Kendall?

Lena: As her right-hand woman. The pay is very generous, and I can move into a very nice apartment. She's treating me really well.

Bianca: That's great. That's funny, because Kendall has helped me out a lot, too. And I don't even think she knows it.

Lena: And, you know, the -- I think there's more to Kendall than meets the eyes.

Greenlee: I didn't come here to be ignored.

Kendall: Then you came to the wrong place.

Greenlee: I have a few things to discuss.

Kendall: Oh. Hope you enjoy talking to yourself.

Greenlee: We're going to have this out, Kendall.

Kendall: There's nothing to have out, Greenlee. It's perfectly clear. We're not friends anymore.

Greenlee: Maybe not now, but I'm here on business.

Kendall: Of course, money. I'm not interested.

Greenlee: You know, not so long ago, we were at that stove trying to cook up a lip color that's more gloss than glue.

Kendall: Yeah, poor Simone. Well, that was in another lifetime.

Greenlee: Yeah, we've been through a lot since then. But not so far that we can't get back.

Kendall: What is there to get back?

Greenlee: Come on -- we both had the same dream, and going after it wasn't all that bad, was it?

Kendall: No, it wasn't.

Greenlee: That's what I want back. The good times.

Kendall: Then talk to your friends.

Greenlee: No, I'm starting with you. Because without you, there is no Fusion.

Kendall: Fine. Ok, make your pitch. Let's just get this over with.

Greenlee: I want to buy back your shares of our company.

Kendall: You just took me for a walk down memory lane just to push me over the cliff at the end of it? Nice.

Greenlee: No, that's not how it is. I just want Fusion back, and I'm prepared to pay way more than your shares are worth.

Kendall: Well, I don't need money.

Greenlee: An influx of cash could come in very handy.

Kendall: The Cambias holdings are very strong.

Greenlee: But in your current situation, your access to Cambias' funds is very limited.

Kendall: Excuse me?

Greenlee: You're up to your mascara in Michael's murder. Your Cambias funds could be frozen for a while. Sell Fusion back to me. Be prepared.

Kendall: I'm sorry, I can't.

Greenlee: Why not? Once Alex Cambias' estate is settled, you'll control all of his holdings, plus Chandler Enterprises and Enchantment. Why do you need Fusion, too?

Kendall: Why do you?

Greenlee: It's everything I hoped to create. If I could choose the entire Cambias portfolio against Fusion, I'd still pick Fusion. It's all I want. Ryan would have said it's my incredible dream.

Edmund: So you all set? Everything in place?

Ryan: They're on the way.

Edmund: Finding Cambias' corpse has got this town rocked.

Ryan: Cambias is just the hors d'oeuvre. Wait till they see what I served up as a main course. A octopus...

Greenlee: Whatever you did or didn't do to Michael Cambias, he deserved what he got and then some. I'm on your side, Kendall. We all are.

Kendall: And I'm on yours, too.

Greenlee: Then do what's right. Sell me back the shares that Michael Cambias swindled out of us. Why are you holding on to them?

Kendall: Well, maybe because you guys would not accept that I had very good reasons for marrying Michael. All you did was care about the company. You didn't give a damn about me or what I was going through.

Greenlee: But you never gave us the chance. You couldn't shove us out the door fast enough.

Kendall: No, this won't work.

Greenlee: No, it will. It will. You know, I've made a lot of mistakes and I regret them. If I could make everything be the way it was before, I would, but you're the one with all the power. Please. Sell me his shares. You keep yours, we'll stay partners.

Kendall: All right.

Greenlee: You mean it?

Kendall: I'll call my lawyer on the way to the hospital.

Greenlee: The hospital? Are you ok?

Kendall: I'm fine. I'm just -- I'm just visiting someone.

Greenlee: Thank God. I thought --

Kendall: No, I'm -- I'm fine. I mean, I'm better now, anyway.

Greenlee: Me, too. Thank you, Kendall. Thank you so much.

Kendall: You're welcome.

Maggie: I thought you were alone.

David: It's all right, Maggie. Erica and I were just discussing the Cambias investigation. Maggie thinks that she knows something that could help the police.

Erica: Oh?

David: And I've been advising her to keep it to herself.

Erica: Yeah, sometimes it really is a good idea just to stay out of things. It can save you a lot of trouble.

Maggie: I don't want to make things worse, but --

Erica: Actually, I think we all should just be concentrating on Bianca right now and Bianca is completely safe.

Maggie: And that's all that really matters.

Erica: Yes. Yes, it is, and of course, all three of us, we just want what's best for her.

David: That's right. That's right. That's why you should continue to keep it to yourself.

Maggie: It keeps nagging at me. I -- I wasn't sure what I should do.

Erica: But now you are. Right?

Maggie: I'll forget everything I know and focus on Bianca.

Lena: So, Maggie's looking after you?

Bianca: Oh, yeah. Maggie has been a really good friend. I really should be going. Are you getting out of here today?

Lena: Yes, so they tell me.

Bianca: That's good. Well, take care of yourself and stay away from that poison.

Kendall: Oh, my God! You told her?

Tad: Don't joke. I'm not laughing. I had to tell yell for you five times. What the hell was going on?

Jamie: Was that what all that yelling was about? Oh, I thought you and Simone were maybe --

Tad: Hey, hey -- you're officially over the line. Watch it.

Jamie: Hey, Dad, Simone's great. I mean, if I had a chance to, I would --

Tad: James, stop it.

Jamie: I'm just saying that I'm -- I'm cool with your booty call.

Tad: It wasn't a booty call.

Jamie: Oh, I didn't know you and Simone were dating. I didn't even know you guys were getting together last night. You took her to dinner? Maybe a movie?

Tad: Not exactly.

Jamie: Booty call! Why deny it?

Tad: Because I can't stand that phrase coming out of your mouth referring to me.

Jamie: Call it whatever you want. You got some -- fun. Just go with it. I mean, I'm happy for you.

Tad: I can die now. Let me refresh your memory, ok? I'm your father. I don't need your approval or your disapproval.

Jamie: Right. That's one of those parental privileges.

Tad: What?

Jamie: I'm just thinking back to a similar situation with Kerry and me when you walked in on us and got all bent out of shape.

Tad: Wait.

Jamie: Ahem.

Tad: Wait just a second, ok? That was in no way this.

Jamie: You're right. You scored. Thanks for busting in on us, because I never even got off the bench.

Tad: I obviously cannot speak with you when you're like this, ok, so we will discuss it tonight when I get home.

Jamie: I go away for one night and look what happens -- sexual shenanigans.

Tad: I have never used the phrase "shenanigans."

Jamie: Yeah, I know. I just like it.

Tad: You're not funny.

Jamie: I know I'm not. This is serious business. Please tell me you used protection. The last thing I need is another little half brother and sister running around the house.

Tad: You just go on working on your standup comedy. We'll discuss it later, all right?

Jamie: Oh, what -- what is this, an emergency phone call to Mom to rat me out?

Tad: Oh, damn it. Simone must've picked up my cell phone by accident.

Jamie: Hmm -- she probably wants the numbers to all your other ladies.

Tad: Have you ever heard the expression "You're digging yourself in deeper and deeper"?

Jamie: Well, just look at the bright side -- I'm a little too old to drag to the circus or movies anymore. But this activity? This is something we could do together.

Tad: I know I'm going to regret this. How do you figure that?

Jamie: Oh, you're back in the game, Dad. Seriously, think about it -- you and me going all the way to the finals, one woman at a time.

Tad: Take your hand off me.

Jamie: Ok.

Tad: You need a serious attitude adjustment.

Jamie: What, are you going to send me off to a boot camp where they're going to show me pictures of sexy women while they zap me with electroshock?

Tad: If I thought it would work, and if it was legal, I'd consider it.

Jamie: You know it's not going to work, just like it wouldn't work for you when you were my age.

Liza: Well, it wasn't up to me. The voting was open to the entire country. I'm sure he appreciated you sending in a video of him. Mother, you can't keep calling me like this and complaining. I'll talk to you later. Could we please turn the message machine on?

Mia: I don't know what she's complaining about. Not everyone can be universally sexy.

Simone: No, they certainly cannot. Good morning.

Liza: Good morning.

Mia: Well, good morning.

Simone: Isn't it such a glorious day?

Liza: What's this?

Simone: Oh, a surprise --

Liza: For us?

Simone: Pain au chocolat. Yes.

Mia: Oh.

Simone: What?

Mia: You found him.

Liza: Who?

Mia: She said she was going to find a guy to do the deed and she did.

Simone: Oh, well, it's not exactly like that.

Mia: Oh, come on -- no guts, no glory. Who is he? Is he someone we know?

Simone: Well, actually, um --

Liza: Oh, wait, wait, not another word. Hi.

Messenger: Good morning. I have a letter addressed to a Greenlee du Pres, Simone Torres, and a Liza Colby.

Liza: I'll take it.

Messenger: Oh.

Liza: Thank you. Oh. Thanks so much.

Messenger: Have a good day.

Simone: Oh, I'm having a fabulous day, thank you.

Liza: Well, your tomorrow might not be so fabulous.

Mia: What is it?

Liza: It's an invitation from Alexander Cambias.

Simone: From beyond the grave?

Liza: Well, actually it's signed by a Bill Masters?

Simone: It's an invitation to what?

Liza: I don't know. It just says show up at the Valley Inn tomorrow at noon.

Mia: This is too weird.

Simone: Is there a number to RSVP?

Liza: No, it's more like a command than an invitation.

Mia: Well, I'm not going over there if I don't know what's going on.

Simone: Yeah, me, neither. Now, who are you calling?

Liza: Tad. Maybe he knows something about this.

Mia: Please -- any excuse to talk to Tad. She's over Tad -- like heck she's over Tad.

Simone: Really?

[Phone rings]

Mia: That's you.

Simone: Oh, my phone. Hang on. Hello?

Liza: Simone?

Simone: Liza?

Mia: Simone?

Simone: I must have picked up Tad's phone by mistake.

Liza: When he was here yesterday?

Simone: I guess -- yes. Yes, of course. That's silly. Ooh. Wow. Oops.

Liza: Wait a minute. No, no, no -- no, no, no. No, you couldn't have because I talked to him on his cell phone last night, which means you needed to pick it up -- later.

Simone: You did?

Mia: Tad. Simone, Tad?

Tad: You rang? Isn't a glorious day?

Simone: It was.

Mia: I've had better. So, Tad, what brings you here this morning, hmm?

Tad: Um, actually, I -- I, I, --

Mia: Something that I can help you with, or Liza could help you with?

Tad: Uh -- you -- uh, well -- um -- ok, I was just wondering how many people voted with their cell phones. You know, with text messaging -- is another thing you can do on the Internet, or anything like that.

Liza: Uh, Tad, Simone has your cell phone, and you have hers.

Tad: Yeah. She does.

[Mia sighs]

Simone: Sorry.

Tad: See, I -- I -- um, this was just a total accident. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean --

Liza: No, no, no -- that's your business. Listen, the only reason I knew Simone had your phone was because I actually tried to call you about this.

Tad: "Alexander Cambias. Critical you attend." Who's Bill Masters?

Liza: Yeah. Well, I was hoping you could tell us.

Tad: Look, about Simone, I never, ever intended anything like this to happen.

Liza: No, no, no, no. No, you don't owe me an explanation. This is your decision. Whatever you do, it's great.

Tad: Well, I didn't decide for anything like this to go on. I mean, I just -- it literally, I just --

Liza: Really, you don't -- you don't -- you don't owe me -- I mean, we're just friends. So what do you think? You think we're going to attend this Alexander Cambias thing?

Simone: Well, how often are we summoned from the other side? I'm wondering just who else is invited.

David: What the hell is this? An invitation from Alexander Cambias.

Erica: That can't be.

David: Take a look. He didn't even know me. Why would I be summoned?

Erica: I don't like this.

David: Yours is probably waiting for you at home.

Erica: Coral, Coral, did a messenger come by, make a delivery of -- a letter, yes, yes. All right, Coral. Thank you. What -- what does this mean? Do you think that --

David: It might have nothing to do with Cambias' murder.

Erica: Oh. David, come on. I mean, the timing's just a little too perfect.

David: All right, even if it does, there's no reason for us to think that anyone knows anything about what we -- you know, what we arranged for him.

Erica: I guess.

David: Stop worrying, ok? You're going to trip yourself up.

Erica: And you're not worried? I mean, David, you look like you haven't slept in a week.

David: It's not because of Cambias, believe me.

Erica: It's about Anna. Of course. I'm sorry.

David: She did what she had to do, right?

Erica: But you've lost so much this year -- your brother, daughter. Now your wife.

David: I'll manage.

Erica: And still you risked everything to help me. David, I owe you so much. Please let me help you. I mean, this is just too much for anyone to carry around.

David: You're right. It's killing me.

Kendall: I thought you weren't going to say anything to her.

Lena: Bianca was shocked to find me here. Why shouldn't I tell her I've got food poisoning?

Kendall: Oh, right. Well, we were going -- we were going to tell you, but Lena and I figured that you have enough on your plate already.

Lena: Without worrying about me.

Bianca: Well, I mean, food poisoning can make you feel like you're dying.

Lena: Yes. I was terribly dehydrated, but now I can't wait to get to work.

Bianca: Lena told me that you hired her.

Kendall: Yeah, I needed someone to take care of my financial matters that I trust.

Bianca: Well, that's awesome. Do you think that I could talk to you alone for just a minute?

Kendall: Yeah, sure. Of course.

Bianca: Goodbye, Lena.

Lena: I'll see you.

Bianca: I need to ask you about Michael Cambias.

Kendall: You heard he's dead.

Bianca: Yeah, but when I asked you about him before, you told me that he was alive.

Kendall: Well, he was then.

Bianca: But you said that I didn't have to worry about him anymore.

Kendall: Well, you don't. You sure don't now.

Bianca: Right, but did I really have to be afraid of him then? Was he really alive? Did you really marry him?

Kendall: Yes, I did.

Bianca: Kendall, I need you to tell me the truth.

Kendall: Bianca, I'm telling you the truth. Whatever happened to Michael afterwards, he was very much alive when I married him in Vegas.

Bianca: Ok, but the police --

Kendall: What about them?

Bianca: I'm afraid --

Kendall: Wait, Bianca, hold on a minute. Why are you freaking out about the police?

Bianca: Kendall, on the night of Michael Cambias' hearing when we all found out that he wasn't going to go to trial, Mom disappeared. And Uncle Jack did, too. I couldn't get in touch with them at all.

Kendall: Well, Bianca, everyone was shattered.

Bianca: Yeah, but you're telling me that Michael was alive after that.

Kendall: Yes. He was, Bianca. I promise you, he was alive. You can take that to the bank.

Bianca: Thank you. You said I didn't have to worry about him anymore.

Kendall: Yeah, well, you don't. I promised you that I would never let anyone hurt you ever again, and I meant that.

Bianca: I know that now. You take care of yourself.

Kendall: Yeah. I always do, Bianca. Always.

Liza: This was delivered right before you showed up.

Tad: Ok. I'm off. Made a couple phone calls. This guy Bill Masters is obviously a go-to kind of guy. Alexander must have hired him to create this whole event.

Greenlee: Before or after he died?

Mia: Liza --

Liza: No. No, no, you know, I told him that I wasn't interested, and I got what I deserved. So did he.

Tad: Would you guys mind an escort to this little seance?

Greenlee: I'd feel better.

Simone: Me, too.

Mia: Liza, what do you think?

Liza: I think it's a good idea. Thanks, Tad.

David: I'm not going to let you or Bianca down.

Erica: I know. But Maggie -- you really think that she's going to keep quiet?

David: Yeah. Everything's under control.

Erica: For now, anyway.

David: Come on.

Aidan: Gotcha.

Kendall: Hmm. "Alexander Cambias requests your presence at the Valley Inn on September 30 at 12:00 noon. It is of critical importance that you attend. Bill Masters." Tomorrow '

Ryan: Hey, listen, man, I appreciate your hospitality, but I'm not going to be staying here much longer.

Edmund: Too many memories of Gillian?

Ryan: Yeah, I guess I've never stopped missing her.

Edmund: Yeah, well, you got company. I'll be around if you need me.

Ryan: All right. You know, sometimes it's impossible to imagine you're gone forever. Oh, I wish you were here tomorrow to see their faces. It's going to be a hell of a blowout.

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

Greenlee: I guess the party's officially started.

Tad: We're in the last chapter of a whodunit, and we're just about to find out who the killer is.

Erica: I don't like this at all.

Kendall: I really don't have a good feeling about this.

Ryan: Don't worry, old man, I won't let you down.

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