All My Children Transcript Wednesday 11/12/03
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele
J.R.: I won't be but a few hours.
Babe: I'm going to miss you.
J.R.: I'll make it up to you. All right.
Adam: I bet you miss the boys back home, too.
Babe: What boys are you talking about, Pops?
Adam: Oh, must I whistle "Anchors Aweigh?"
Babe: That must be before my time.
Adam: The boys of the San Diego Naval Base. I'm sure they miss you, too. Maybe we can arrange a little reunion.
[Knock on door]
Greenlee: Thank God you're here.
Ryan: Yeah, I'd be flattered if I didn't think you were up to something, Greenlee. Now, what couldn't you tell me on the phone?
Greenlee: It's Kendall. She's totally lost it, and it's up to us to save her.
Ryan: Oh, and you have a way for us to do that?
Greenlee: She needs to be committed.
Kendall: There's to be absolutely no press. Are we clear?
Man: I took care of it, Mrs. Cambias, as you requested. You won't be disturbed inside these gates. We've scheduled the start of the service, but if you'd like to wait for the rest of the mourners, I --
Kendall: Oh, no, there aren't any mourners. You can begin.
Erica: No, he can't. There will be no burial, not here. I demand that you put an end to this travesty immediately!
Kendall: Erica, Iím burying my husband whether you like it or not.
Erica: You are not burying this monster so close to my mother.
Kendall: Mona's buried near here?
Erica: Oh, come on. You know very well where she is.
Kendall: No, honestly, Erica, I had no idea. I really didn't know.
Erica: Oh, my God. You had the gall to wear her pearls! You take them off! Take them off this instant!
Kendall: Erica, Iím sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't even know.
Erica: You just give them back to me, now!
Greenlee: Look at this -- Kendall wants to have a fancy funeral for Michael. A proper burial, a shiny casket, tons and tons of flowers, the whole nine yards.
Ryan: Well, what, do you want her to throw him back in the freezer?
Greenlee: It's a farce. No one wants to pay their respects to him.
Ryan: Well, then no one's going to show up.
Greenlee: She's demented! She barely just got out of jail for poisoning you.
Ryan: Actually, she didn't poison me. Lena was the one that poisoned those capsules, and it was meant for Michael, not me.
Greenlee: She's still the number one suspect in Michaelís murder.
Ryan: Yeah, until somebody better comes along.
Greenlee: Well, now she's playing the grieving widow. Doesn't that show you a sick and twisted mind?
Ryan: Well, I'm just not sure whose.
Greenlee: Well, you just came from her. I mean, you ran to her rescue when she got hauled in for handing you those pills. How did she seem to you?
Ryan: Wait a minute. When we were in the hospital, weren't you telling me what kind of good friends you were and how you understand each other? Why don't you ask Kendall what's going on with her and leave me out of it.
Greenlee: She's totally spinning out of control. I'm afraid to go near her.
Ryan: You afraid. Please. Greenlee, tell me what's really going on here.
Greenlee: Look, I do care about Kendall. So, I thought since you and I are friends --
Ryan: Which is why you threw the bedpan at me in the hospital.
Greenlee: I was stressed about Juan Pablo ditching me. Sorry I took it out on you.
Ryan: Yeah, so am I.
Greenlee: But now I know that he's not worth all that angst. You helped me see that.
Ryan: Always glad to be of service to a beautiful woman.
Greenlee: That whole trust thing that you were talking about at the hospital -- it's warped the way you and I trust the same people over and over. Juan Pabloís a user, an opportunist, a total commitment-phobe.
Ryan: Yeah, I could say I told you so, but --
Greenlee: Well, no, I didn't want to believe it. I didn't. I wanted to trust him. I thought he could change -- to think that could happen. Well, you know what Iím talking about. You've been there.
Ryan: Me and Kendall.
Greenlee: Exactly. Kendall and Juan Pablo are pretty much the same -- superficial, manipulative. Kendall's engaged and she turns to Aidan, her self-appointed bodyguard.
Ryan: Ok, where are you going with this, Greenlee?
Greenlee: Ok, forget about the past. Forget about our history with Juan Pablo and Kendall. What I really want to know is what's up with Kendall right now.
Ryan: You want to know what's up with Kendall? The medical examiner has narrowed down Michaelís time of death.
Greenlee: Jackson told me.
Ryan: Yeah, and if it stands up in court, it means that Kendall married a corpse.
Greenlee: And it means that you win everything -- Chandler Enterprises, Enchantment, Fusion.
Ryan: It also means that Kendall loses her alibi, and if Kendall didn't marry Michael, the cops are going to be halfway to proving that she killed him. Now, I don't know about you, but I don't want to see Kendall doing 25 years.
Greenlee: I don't, either.
Ryan: Of course, she is still one step ahead of them. I mean, the funeral was a very smart idea. Imagine what it would have looked like if she didn't have one.
Greenlee: Right. So, did Kendall tell you her survival strategy the last time you were with her?
Ryan: Actually, she told me to go to hell. Now, if you're finished picking my brain, Greenlee, there's someplace that I got to be.
Greenlee: And I bet I know where that someplace is.
Erica: Look what you've done!
Kendall: The pearls --
Erica: Oh, my God! They've fallen into his grave! You climb down into that grave and you get those pearls!
Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Nobody's climbing into any grave.
Aidan: What happened?
Kendall: My necklace broke. My necklace broke.
Jack: Somebody tell me what the hell's going on here, please.
Man: I wish I could. Sometimes the bereaved lose control.
Erica: Kendall is trying to bury this despicable animal that she married so close to my mother's grave.
Kendall: No, Erica, Erica, I swear to you, I didn't know. Erica, I didn't realize Monaís grave was so close.
Erica: Of course you knew!
Aidan: Is that true?
Kendall: Well, I was in a hurry, and I asked Mr. Flowers to show me what was available.
Mr. Flowers: I didn't realize the family connection. My apologies.
Kendall: No, that's ok. I wasn't thinking, but -- I can't bury my husband here. We have to find a new plot.
Mr. Flowers: Oh, Mrs. Cambias, to dig another plot now --
Aidan: It's going to be all right.
Kendall: No, Aidan, how can you say that? Mona's grave is right over there.
Aidan: Everyone's going to rest in peace.
Kendall: What are you talking about?
Aidan: I've got to go.
Kendall: No, Aidan, please don't go. Aidan, please, please, Michael cannot be buried here. I need your help. You have to help me take care of this, please.
Aidan: Look, I've already taken care of it. Trust me, everything's going to be disposed of properly. Put the coffin in the ground, and I'll take care of the rest.
Erica: I just don't know how Kendall can be so sadistic as to defile my mother's grave and wear my mother's pearls.
Jack: Honey, I honestly don't think Kendall had any idea that Monaís grave was so close.
Erica: Jack, don't you dare defend her. Of course Kendall knew. Every move she makes is contrived.
Jack: I don't think you can put all this on Kendall.
Erica: Who on earth do you want me to put it on?
Jack: Michael Cambias. He's the one that you're angry at.
Erica: Yes, Iím angry at him, but right now I am angry at Kendall. I mean, she's milking this funeral for all it's worth. This whole thing's a show. It's just staged for the press.
Jack: Press? What press? I don't see any press.
Erica: That's just it. She's holding them back at the gates. Come on, it's the oldest trick in the books -- create a media event and then don't let the media in.
Jack: Ok, what if she is? So what?
Erica: "So what?" She's being completely disrespectful to my mother, and also she can get her hands on Michael Cambias' money and she can keep the police from hauling her in for Michael Cambias' murder. I mean, it's disgusting. I can't watch.
Jack: Well, then don't. Just leave. Walk away.
Reporter: You remember Michael Cambias, don't you, the man you accused of rape? Don't you want to see him put into the ground, maybe give your sister a little hug in her grief? Any comment at all?
Maggie: No, she does not wish to make a comment, but I do! Get out or Iím calling the cops!
Reporter: Now, wait a second --
Bianca: Yeah, you know what, Maggie? It's ok, it's ok. Actually, I do have something to say. I think it's very sad. I think it is extremely sad that some people's lives are so empty and so shallow that they get their kicks by invading other people's privacy. Does it make you feel proud? Does it fill the void? Or at the end of the day, when you look in the mirror, do you still see the small, empty, pathetic slug that you are?
Maggie: That was awesome. I think I just saw him shrink at least three inches.
Bianca: If only. Maybe a couple more choice words and he would have completely disappeared.
Maggie: No, you are getting tough, girl, and I love it.
Bianca: It's about time, huh?
Maggie: Whoa -- wait. What the heck is this?
Bianca: It's for the baby. When I was real little, my mom and my grandma always had the most beautiful holiday decorations from when grandma was a little girl. And every year, I couldn't wait to put them up.
Maggie: I never celebrated holidays. No, my mother had a drinking schedule to maintain.
Bianca: You know what, Maggie? I'm going to make sure that you forget all about that. I mean it. Come on. Halloween is over. There is no haunting allowed anywhere in this house, ok?
Maggie: Ok. I'll work on it.
Bianca: Gobble, gobble. You know, honey, we're going to have the best Thanksgiving and Christmas ever. And you are not going to believe how spectacular this place is going to look when Iím done with it.
Maggie: You mean you're starting this now?
Bianca: Absolutely. I know it's kind of early, but why the heck not? Besides, I need to do something to keep myself busy.
Maggie: So, what are we waiting for?
Bianca: You know, even after Michael is six feet under, this isn't going to be over. Not until they find out who really killed him.
Maggie: Do you want them to?
Bianca: At this point, every person that I care about is under suspicion for his murder. Lena and Kendall. Yesterday, Uncle Jack was even grilling Reggie.
Maggie: Reggie? Why Reggie?
Bianca: Well, the night of the hearing, Reggie bought a gun.
Maggie: Oh, my -- did he use it?
Bianca: I threw it away while Reggie was sleeping.
Maggie: You threw -- I mean -- in a wastebasket? I mean, someone's going to find it.
Bianca: No. In a Dumpster. This investigation may drag on for months, but at least we know that Reggieís gun is long gone.
Tad: [As Bette Davis] What a dump! [Normal voice] A little Bette Davis in the night?
Tad: "What a dump." It's a classic film reference. You call yourself a genius --
Boyd: Look, I just want to get this over with.
Tad: All right, fine. Ok. So do I. Believe me. Aidan's going to be here any minute. Let's just get ready.
Babe: Oh! That's better.
Adam: Are you quite comfortable?
Babe: Totally. Now, sit down and tell me what your spy dug up. You did sic your private eye on me, didn't you?
Adam: For J.R.ís protection, yes. I did a background check. My investigator compiled quite a comprehensive report.
Babe: Oh, really?
Babe: Let's hear it.
Adam: Well, it seems a young woman named Babe, who fits your description, had quite a reputation for partying on the San Diego Naval Base. You find this amusing, do you?
Babe: I was just picturing J.R. doing his imitation of you. He's real good, but he's missing that certain edge you got going.
Adam: Yeah, well, is that so? Well, you had quite a bit going until your effort zeroed in on a certain naval pilot named Paul Cramer.
Babe: A certain naval pilot. That sounds like newscaster talk.
Adam: I suggest you listen closely to what I'm saying to you.
Babe: I'm listening, and I'm impressed. You don't give up, do you? That's cool. Persistence -- I like that in a person.
Adam: The report details certain experiences in certain cockpits, experience which would devastate J.R. if he found out about them.
Babe: Great story. And very suspenseful. Interesting plot, good characters. How does it end?
Adam: With you walking out that door. You leave now and J.R. will never have to know how his bride entertained the troops at the San Diego Naval Base. You can write him a nice long goodbye letter, telling him that your marriage was a mistake.
Babe: That's all I have to do?
Adam: Leave the ring. I'll be happy to take care of it for you.
Tad: It's fine, it's fine.
Boyd: What should we do with this?
Tad: Just dump it.
Aidan: What? We all set?
Tad: It's about time. The package has been delivered as requested. All we got to do now is shove it under.
Aidan: Thanks. I can take care of it from here. You boys can go.
Tad: What do you mean, "go"? You think you're just going to dismiss us like a couple of delivery boys?
Aidan: Well, this is my idea. I don't want to risk you two blokes getting caught.
Boyd: I volunteered for this.
Tad: We're already in this thing pretty deep as it is.
Aidan: I don't want to draw attention to this. This is a one-man job.
Tad: And three can do it faster.
Boyd: That's right.
Aidan: You're not leaving, are you?
Boyd: Not a chance.
Tad: No. So lighten up, Aidan. We don't want to keep the man waiting, do we?
Jack: Erica, please, let me walk you to your car.
Erica: Why, so you can come back here and support this tasteless joke that Kendall calls a funeral?
Jack: I think Kendall could use some support, yes.
Erica: And what about me? You don't think that I could use some support? I mean, my mother's turning in her grave not 10 feet from that spot.
Jack: And I don't think you should have to subject yourself to this, so please, can I walk you out?
Erica: No. I'm staying here for my mother's sake.
J.R.: Hey, you.
Kendall: J.R. Mmm, give me a hug. My God, look at you. I heard you were back in town. I'm really sorry I didn't have a chance to talk to you at the Fusion party.
J.R.: Oh, don't apologize. You've been preoccupied.
Kendall: Yeah, well, you know me. I live on the edge.
J.R.: Well, you've got someone there with you today.
Kendall: No, that's ok, J.R. You don't have to stay. I'm up to it.
J.R.: No, no, no, no. You're not getting rid of me that easy. I'm going to be here for you the same way you were here for me with my mother when she died.
Kendall: No, that's not the same. Your mother was a wonderful woman. Michael was a very sick man.
J.R.: I don't care about him. I care about you.
Kendall: Well, just the fact that you thought of me is enough. Besides, Iím sure you have better places to be right now.
J.R.: No, not more important than this.
Kendall: Oh. Does your new bride agree with that?
J.R.: Anything I say. You know, it was love at first sight.
Kendall: Ok, now you're making me very jealous.
J.R.: Babe's great. I think you two would hit it off. She actually reminds me of you.
Kendall: And this is a good thing?
J.R.: Well, she has to fight for everybody's approval. And like you, she holds her own.
Mr. Flowers: Mrs. Cambias, some other friends of the deceased have arrived.
Kendall: Michael doesn't have any friends.
Kendall: Ryan, you shouldn't be here.
Ryan: I told you I wouldn't let you do it alone.
Tad: All right, which way are we headed?
Aidan: Well, I've surveyed this whole area. I think I've found the perfect spot.
Tad: Just a minute.
Aidan: What now? Don't tell me you want out.
Tad: No, I want to make a toast. This, gentlemen, is scotch. Single malt, 35 years old, bottled to cask strength. Just don't ask me where I got it. What do you say? To a quick, one-way trip to hell.
Erica: Honey, I tried to stop Kendall. I know, it's a disgrace so close to Grandma's grave. Sweetheart, you shouldn't be here. Let me take you home.
Bianca: No, I have to be here.
Maggie: Bianca, what are you doing here?
Erica: How did you let her come here? Why didn't you stop her?
Maggie: No, I didn't know. She just took off.
Bianca: Mother, please, don't blame Maggie. She's not my babysitter.
Erica: I know that, sweetheart. I didn't mean it that way.
Bianca: Maggie, you didn't have to come here. I'm fine. I just -- I just wanted to be here. Please, don't stop the ceremony on my account.
Kendall: You can start the service now.
Mr. Flowers: You said there was to be no formal service, Mrs. Cambias.
Kendall: Well, I changed my mind. Can't you say something?
Mr. Flowers: I have nothing prepared. I could do some traditional readings.
Kendall: What, like "dust to dust?" No. No way.
Mr. Flowers: Well, then perhaps you should say a few words over your late husband.
Kendall: I've said all I wanted to say to that bastard.
Mr. Flowers: I'm running out of ideas.
Kendall: Well, does anybody have any final words for Michael?
Myrtle: As a matter of fact, I do. It's not like me to speak ill of the dead, but you got what was coming to you, mister. And now you can't frighten or scare my girls ever again. God may forgive you, but I never will.
Opal: I thought I'd met pure evil when I married Ray Gardner. You managed to outdo even that sorry son of Satan. Well, I hope you're both sizzling on the spit right now, getting everything you deserve.
Palmer: You offered me a devil's bargain before you died, Michael. Well, it looks like you found one with old Beelzebub himself. You two were meant for each other. It's so nice you finally met.
Erica: You didn't win, Michael. Your hatred destroyed you, not us. I wish that we could bury our memories of you with a few shovels of dirt. But in time, we will forget you. I swear we will. Your life was a travesty, your death, a triumph. It just didn't come soon enough.
David: Personally, I wanted you to live. I wanted you to take a few swigs of my special scotch so that we can all watch you suffer the consequences. Now, that I would have enjoyed. But things don't always work out the way I'd like them to. You had to go get yourself killed instead. So, now, I take a toast to your murderer instead.
Mr. Flowers: I could use some of that.
Ryan: We never met, but I had the honor of getting to know your father. You know, not many parents wish that their child had never been born. Well, you made him wish that. He tried to love you, but, of course, how could he considering you helped kill the child that he did love and then ultimately you killed him. You literally broke his heart. So, Michael, add your father's death to your list of sins and be punished for it.
Mr. Flowers: If everybody has spoken, I'll conclude with a reading.
Bianca: No, not yet.
Erica: Bianca, no.
Bianca: No. Michael, I want to say thank you. Thank you for the gift that you have given me. You know, for so long, all I could think about was what you took from me on that horrible night. And all I could see and feel and taste and touch was your rage and my fear and the pain. And I thought that those feelings might be with me forever. But then something happened, and in one moment, I started to see past the terror and the hurt. And what I saw -- it saved my life. I saw love and all the people in my life offering up their love to me in so many different ways. And with every hug and with every kind word, you -- you helped bring me out of the darkness and away from the pain. I've always known that I was loved. But not like I do now. And I never really understood the power that love has to heal. But now I know. And not only that, I'm proof of it.
Aidan: No hallowed ground for you, Michael.
Boyd: Are you kidding me? He'd pollute anything he got near.
Aidan: Not to worry. I found a nice out-of-the-way spot for him.
Boyd: You ok?
Tad: Yeah, yeah. It's just the weirdest thing Iíve ever done, and that's saying a lot.
Boyd: Well, we've come this far. We're not going to stop now.
Tad: No, I'm ok, I'm ok. Just, you know, before we take him out with the rest of the trash, I'd kind of like to have a word with him -- if it's ok with you.
Aidan: Yeah. If you can stomach it, be my guest.
Tad: You know why they call it hallowed ground, Mikey? Because it's where we put people we care about -- like my Grandma Kate, my best friend, Jesse, and my sister Jenny.
Aidan: And Annaís baby, too.
Tad: Cheers. No, this is the perfect place for you. We're not going to let a piece of dreck like you pollute hallowed ground. This is where you belong. Your body, anyway. As far as your soul's concerned, you just make sure you say hello to my father, Ray Gardner. You're going to have a hell of a lot to talk about, and I mean a hell of a lot to talk about. You've certainly got a lot in common. You were both willing to force yourself on innocent women, torture everybody else. But in the end, the only thing that a man like you is worth is something like this. Mama, Ruth, me -- we all got over Ray the same way Biancaís going to get over you -- with the love and support of people she cares about. That's what beat you, Cambias, in the end. And that's what's always going to beat anybody like you.
Aidan: And we'll make sure of it.
Boyd: That's a promise.
Tad: Can I get an amen? Let's do this.
Adam: Well, I assume you had time to consider my offer.
Babe: This Michael Cambias was one smarmy dude.
Adam: I assume you've weighed your options and are prepared to leave Pine Valley and your marriage?
Babe: You know, J.R.ís -- he's at Cambias' funeral right now. I bet it is such a trip. Everybody had a reason to bump this guy off.
Adam: I've written you a check in the amount I offered you before.
Babe: Who do you think took out the guy?
Adam: Don't worry about J.R. I'll help him deal with your sudden departure.
Babe: Did the cops ever bring you in for questioning?
Adam: Will you take this check and go upstairs and pack your bags. I can have you out of here in half an hour.
Babe: You must have really hated the guy. I mean, the dude stole your company right out from underneath you. Blake Carrington from "Dynasty" -- he would have seen it coming.
Adam: Will you stop changing the subject? Take the check and get the hell out of here.
Babe: I'm not changing the subject, Pops. I'm asking about you and Michael Cambias.
Adam: Michael Cambias has nothing to do with our deal.
Babe: You're dead wrong. Michael Cambias has everything to do with it.
Brooke: What she said was magnificent.
Jack: Yes, it was. You don't intend to print that, do you?
Brooke: Not in a quote, no, but, you know, the thing about love healing all wounds -- I believe that, and I'd like to write something about that.
Myrtle: I would like to say a prayer. Could we -- could we all join hands? Dear God, today, Bianca stood before us and gave us hope. In spite of the terrible pain that Michael Cambias inflicted on this lovely young girl, her family, her friends, she was able to reach deep into her heart and find love. God, let us take Biancaís brave words to heart. Let us all find the strength to heal.
Singer: I'll make it through the rainy days
Iíll be the one who stands here longer than the rest
When my landscape changes rearranges
Iíll be stronger than Iíve ever been
No more stillness more sunlight everything's going to be all right
Singers: I'm all alone and finally Iím getting stronger
Singer: Stronger stronger
Singers: You'll come to see
Singer: Come to see
Singers: Just what I can be
Singer: What I can be
Singers: I'm getting stronger
Singer: Stronger stronger, stronger
Singers: You'll come to see
Singer: Come to see
Singers: Just what I can be
Singer: What I can be
Singers: I'm getting stronger
Singer: Stronger stronger, stronger
Kendall: Thank you.
Ryan: How are you holding up?
Kendall: I'm fine. But I don't know about Bianca. She doesn't look too good.
Ryan: Hey, hey, hey.
Kendall: Bianca -- Bianca! Bianca, Bianca -- Ryan, go get her! Hey -- Bianca! Bianca! Ryan -- hey, hey, hey.
Adam: Take the money and run. I don't have time for games.
Babe: I thought you loved games.
Adam: I'm not going to make this offer again. Once I tell J.R. about your escapades in San Diego, you'll wish you'd cashed this check.
Babe: What about the games that you and Erica Kane played the night that Michael Cambias disappeared? That was wild. So what are we going to do now? You tell J.R. about me in San Diego and Iíll tell the cops about you, Erica Kane, and the Cambias dude. I think it's your move.
Adam: Nice bluff.
Babe: Who's bluffing? I was in the secret passageway, you know, the one that lets out right over there? I heard every word you and Erica Kane had to say about the night Cambias disappeared. Baby!
Babe: I missed you so much!
J.R.: It's been a long day. Hey, Dad.
Babe: I bet the funeral was freaky. Who was there?
J.R.: Oh, there was a lot of people.
Babe: Erica Kane?
J.R.: Yeah, she was there.
Babe: I bet the cops were there, too, looking for suspects.
J.R.: I don't really want to talk about it. I'm just glad I have someone like you to come home to.
Babe: I'll always be here, baby. I'm not going anywhere.
Tad: Well, our work is done. I'm out of here. I'm going home.
Aidan: Well, thanks for your help, guys.
Boyd: It just seems like too little too late, you know, but it's for the best, for Erica, Kendall, and Bianca.
Aidan: Well, I'll watch while you two take off, make sure no one sees you go.
Tad: Fish and chips, you going to be all right?
Aidan: Yeah, absolutely.
Aidan: Hey, wait, wait, wait!
Aidan: Isn't this the blanket that Cambias was wrapped in when -- when we swiped him from the funeral home?
Tad: So what? He's not going to be chilly where he's going.
Aidan: Well, we can't leave it here. It's evidence. No, you go ahead. I'll catch up.
Tad: All right.
Jack: So are you ok?
Erica: After that disgusting display? After that hideous performance that Kendall put on? No, I'm not ok. Bianca has just suffered another major trauma.
Jack: Actually, I thought Bianca handled it very well, and I think that funeral may have brought her some closure.
Erica: Jackson, Bianca has been raped. She may never have closure.
Jack: Bianca is healing. She said so herself.
Erica: Yes, she's healing, and I've seen that she's healing, and that's great. But I still don't trust Kendall.
Jack: I think Bianca can handle Kendall. She's a strong young woman.
Erica: Yes, she's a strong young woman, but so is Kendall, and Kendall will not rest until she destroys everyone who has been foolish enough to care for her.
Greenlee: Erica's right. Kendall has to be stopped.
Ryan: Take some deep breaths there. That was a little scary.
Kendall: Oh, well, I'm sure she's ok. I mean, she probably just hasn't eaten, so I'm going --
Ryan: You sure?
Kendall: Yeah, let me just take her -- I'm going to take her home.
Bianca: Where is it? I dropped my handkerchief.
Ryan: Ok, ok, ok -- what? What?
Kendall: What'd you do, drop --
Ryan: Oh, I'll get it, I'll get it.
Kendall: What did you drop?
Bianca: No, no! Ryan, just leave it! It's ok!
Ryan: I got it!
Bianca: No, just leave it! Ryan --
Ryan: Bianca, what is this?
>> On the next "All My Children" --
J.R.: Oh, you're the one, the one who stole the cow.
Kerry: I don't think so.
David: I'm warning you, Aidan -- back off.
Greenlee: Kendall has got to be stopped. Why not team up and shut her down?
Ryan: Are you pregnant?
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