All My Children Transcript Wednesday 1/28/04
Proofread by Gisele
Maria: Good morning. How are you, my sweetheart?
Edmund: Lady, you've got a hell of a bedside manner.
Maria: Yeah? Well, you're kind of cute. I just might take you home.
Edmund: Ok, I'll take you up on that.
Maria: Ok. First, you're going to have a little more R&R before you're allowed to come home, before we can spring you.
Edmund: I'll be back on my feet in no time?
Maria: Back where you belong -- back home with your wife and kids.
Edmund: You know, I remember -- when I was -- when I was fading, I remember you -- you pulling me back, fighting for my life.
Maria: Well, there was no other option. I was not going to let you go. I'm going to bring you back all the way, honey --
Edmund: Maria, I can't move my legs.
Greenlee: Hmm. Where am I?
Mary: You're still at the Chandlers'. You stormed in here last night, remember?
Greenlee: You let me sleep here all night?
Mary: Yes. You looked so much like a little girl -- my little girl -- I didn't have the heart to wake you.
Greenlee: This tender mother-daughter moment was brought to you by sheer desperation. Don't worry. It won't happen again.
Mary: Greenlee, you can go this on your own as you usually do, or you could stay here and listen to what your brilliant mother figured out while you were sleeping -- how to put Kendall Hart out of your misery.
Reggie: Order in the court, order in the court.
Kendall: Reggie, what the hell are you doing up there?
Reggie: Oh, well, you know how the judge is writing down all that chicken scratch while she's up here during the trial, right?
Kendall: Yeah. She's taking notes. So?
Reggie: So I was hoping that she left some up here so we could see whose side she's on, or if she's going to nail J or not.
Kendall: Oh. Well, did you find anything?
Reggie: No, I didn't find anything at all.
Kendall: Well, thanks anyway. It's the thought that counts.
Reggie: And you already know what I'd lay on the line to make sure you'd get away with this.
Bianca: So the engagement is back on, and Mom and Uncle Jack are going to get married as soon as the trial is over.
Lena: That's good. It's what you've been praying for. Why don't you look happy?
Bianca: Well, I am happy for the two of them, but, you know, with them being together 24/7, it's going to be that much harder for Uncle Jack to keep my baby a secret from Mom.
Jack: I understand your concerns completely. Believe me, if there were any other way -- listen, we'll -- we'll talk later, then, all right? Ok, thank you very much.
Erica: Who was that?
Jack: Nobody important. So, you ready for court? Listen, since you drove, why don't I just meet you there?
Erica: You trying to get rid of me?
Jack: Oh, no, no, no, no. No, not a chance.
Erica: Well, then why are you pushing me out the door? I mean, Jack, you've been acting very strange the past few days.
Jack: Gosh, I always thought that was part of my charm.
Erica: Why did you rush off the phone when I came in? And what is the secret that you're not letting me in on? Ok, well, all I have to do is press star-69 --
Jack: No, no -- just -- yeah, ok. But there is something I've been keeping from you, and you're not going to like it very much. Someone's coming over to talk with me about the direction the trial is taking.
Erica: Kendall? Is it Kendall? She's having trial jitters? She's coming over so you can hold her hand?
Jack: And it would be hers to hold, but, no, it's not Kendall.
Erica: Well, why are you making me guess like this? Who is it, Jack? Who is the mystery guest?
Jack: It's a colleague, all right, who is putting their whole career on the line to help me out.
Erica: Well, you know that you can trust me to be discreet. Who is it?
Jack: Erica, I would trust you with my life. So, please, trust me with yours, and trust me when I tell you that this is a murky gray area that you would do best to steer clear of.
Erica: All right. All right, I'll be the dutiful wife-to-be. I'll meet you at the courthouse. But after this, no more secrets, Jack. I love you.
Jack: I love you, too.
[Knock on door]
Jack: Hi, Hannah. Thanks so much for coming.
Hannah: I just sneaked up the back like a $2 hooker.
Jack: I apologize for the inconvenience.
Hannah: Look, for our purposes, this conversation never took place.
Jack: Understood. Hannah, I realize you're risking your seat on the bench to meet with me.
Hannah: Yes, all right. Well, court's adjourned, the robe's off, let's get down to it. Jack, I respect you way too much to diddle around, so, straight up, that bomb you dropped on the stand about using a gun you took from the police evidence room? Is it your intention to subvert this trial or destroy your entire career?
Kendall: Reggie, you've really put yourself out there for me, and I am beyond grateful.
Reggie: Well, don't get all weepy on me.
Kendall: I just -- I just know how much I owe you.
Bianca: Kendall? What do you owe Reggie for?
Kendall: Well, you name it. Reggie's been my rock during all of this craziness.
Reggie: Well, you know, that's me, Reggie the rock. You know, Rocky.
Kendall: That's right. This kid's earning college credit watching my back.
Bianca: Yeah? Well, Reggie's great like that.
Lena: Kendall, we're all behind you.
Erica: And the sooner you believe that, the better off you'll be. Hello, sweetheart. Good morning, Lena. Reggie, why aren't you in school?
Reggie: Oh, I was covering the trial for the school newspaper, so --
Erica: I see. Ok, then. Just be sure you spell my name right.
Kendall: Erica, can we do a little sidebar for a second?
Erica: Yes, yes, of course. I spy with my little eye something sparkly.
Kendall: Oh -- it's an engagement ring.
Erica: Yes, I thought so.
Kendall: Ryan and I are getting married. We're incredibly happy, and I have you to thank.
Greenlee: The last time I heeded your motherly advice, I jumped all over Erica and Jack's wedding like a monkey on a cupcake.
Mary: Greenlee, I sat in that chair all night getting a crick in my neck watching you sleep, trying to figure out what to do to help you.
Greenlee: Never mind what's in it for you.
Mary: What's in it for me? Relief, reprieve, that the little girl I neglected all these years has finally come to me for some answers.
Greenlee: Better late than never?
Mary: Well, you must think so or else you wouldn't be here. I'm willing to take what I can get if you are.
Greenlee: Ok. Give us your best shot, Mother. Tell me how I don't lose to Kendall.
Mary: You simply expose her for the lying, manipulative shrew that she is.
Greenlee: This is your stunning insight? I'd already been all over that. Kendall is currently dirt-proof.
Mary: Well, maybe you didn't dig deep enough. Maybe you're afraid to get your own hands dirty.
Greenlee: What could I possibly be afraid of?
Mary: Your father's disapproval? You can't be Jackson's good little girl and go after Kendall at the same time, so you've held back. You can't be so passive.
Greenlee: Passive? I raided Kendall's condo for proof that this pregnancy is bogus.
Mary: And that's wonderful, but you can't stop there. You have to figure out what Kendall is going to do next and get there ahead of her.
Greenlee: Out-Kendall Kendall?
Mary: Kendall. Or sit back and watch her take over Ryan and your company. In the end of all of this, Jackson is going to figure out that his faith in Kendall was misplaced, and the two of you will be closer than you ever were.
Greenlee: I've given Kendall more breaks than she deserves.
Mary: Mm-hmm. So it's time to bring out the heavy artillery.
Greenlee: You know, I never thought I'd cop to this, but you're right, Mother. I got to push this all the way if I want to come out on top. No boundaries, no prisoners.
Maria: Well, the absence of feeling is very common with this particular kind of injury. In other words, it's perfectly normal.
Edmund: It doesn't feel normal.
Maria: I know, honey, but it really is. It is. I mean, we just have to wait for the swelling to go down before we can determine whether we should go in and remove the bullet fragment.
Edmund: Do I get a vote?
Maria: Yes. Your vote needs to be to just concentrate on getting better. Please? For me? Just think about that. Think about how much I love you and the kids love you.
Carmen: Good morning, Dr. Grey, Mr. Grey.
Maria: Good morning. I'm going to go do some rounds, but I'm going to leave you in the very capable hands of Ms. Carmen. Will you take good care of him for me?
Carmen: Will do, Dr. Grey.
Maria: Thank you. I love you.
Edmund: Carmen, would you be a love and help me make a phone call?
Carmen: Sure. What's the number?
Carmen: It's ringing.
Edmund: Thank you. It's me, Edmund. I need your help.
Pablo: Maria, what's wrong?
Pablo: Has something happened to --
Maria: No, no, no, no, it's nothing. It's really -- I'm fine. I'm just, like '
Hannah: You think I don't empathize? I hated having to let Cambias walk. I know he raped your niece. I can only imagine your anger and frustration, which is --
Hannah: Why I am risking my seat on the bench to meet with you.
Jack: Duly noted, Hannah, and most appreciated.
Hannah: What I will not tolerate is any attempt to turn my courtroom into a sideshow.
Jack: Hannah, you know that was never my intention.
Hannah: Well, whatever your intentions, today I have to rule to either strike your testimony from the record or to allow follow-up questioning that could make you guilty as hell.
Jack: I can handle anything the prosecution throws at me.
Hannah: If you incriminate yourself on the stand under oath, I will be powerless to help you.
Jack: Well, I tell you what -- you stick to your guns, Hannah, and I'll stick to mine.
Hannah: Damn it -- Jack, I hate to see a lawyer of your stature be disbarred or thrown in jail. If I strike your testimony, you could slip quietly into the background.
Jack: Yeah, well, you know what? Going quietly was never my forté, and you know that. What I want, Hannah, is for you to let my testimony stand.
Hannah: You'll do as I rule in my courtroom, no special privileges.
Jack: I'm well aware of what I'm facing.
Hannah: No, we are talking hard time, Jack. If you continue to implicate yourself in the Cambias murder, you will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. That means no more Mr. DA, no more practicing attorney. If you are lucky, you might get a cell to yourself with a view of the exercise yard. The stakes don't get much higher than that.
Jack: I'm ready to face the consequences of my actions.
Hannah: I'm sorry to hear that. You were one of the good ones.
Greenlee: What I didn't find in Kendall's condo were toys, baby clothes, prenatal vitamins -- anything to prove that she's got a bun in the oven except for an empty box from this baby shop in Philadelphia.
Mary: Well, maybe she's got the baby gear in storage.
Greenlee: Why not keep it around if she's trying to prove that she's pregnant? I called the shop, and they have no record of her making a purchase there.
Mary: But they wouldn't if she paid cash.
Greenlee: Or it was a gift. What sane person would buy a present for that demon seed? And why would Kendall schlep all the way to Philly to shop for a baby, even if it does exist -- which I'm sure it doesn't.
Mary: Those are very valid questions, and it's up to you to find the answers. And I would be glad to help.
Greenlee: Don't overplay your hand, Mother. Get ready for late-breaking news -- Jackson and Erica are back on the wedding track.
Mary: Oh, he'd be a fool to put his head back in that noose.
Greenlee: You're not jealous?
Mary: Not in the least.
Greenlee: That means that you've set your sights on other prey.
Adam: Mary. What happened last night? I waited --
Mary: Greenlee decided to sleep over.
Adam: I see. Well, forgive my interrupting.
Mary: We'll be done shortly.
Adam: Take your time.
Greenlee: Mother, how long have you and Adam been an item?
Mary: Oh, I wouldn't exactly call us an item, but last night we were on the cusp of taking inventory.
Greenlee: Until I came in and rained all over your new romance.
Mary: Like a monkey on a cupcake. I hope that putting your needs before mine proves how much I love you.
Greenlee: It's a start, I guess. But right now I'm all about pulling the pin on Kendall's faux pregnancy.
Mary: Ryan will thank you for opening his eyes. Are you sure that it's just undying gratitude that you want?
Greenlee: I want to save Ryan and Fusion and watch Kendall crash and burn.
Mary: Well, then you go for it, but just make sure that Ryan isn't fooled by Kendall the way Jackson was fooled by her mother.
Erica: What in the world do I have to do with your getting engaged to Ryan?
Kendall: Everything. You're the one who told me to stop listening to that voice inside my head, the one that predicts the unhappy ending, and start trusting Ryan.
Erica: And you're telling me that you actually took my advice?
Kendall: I ran with it all the way back to my guy. I'm through pushing Ryan out of my life. I don't want to push you away, either.
Erica: Well, that's not the impression you gave me the last time we talked.
Kendall: I know this trial has been hell for everyone. But if any good can come out of this, maybe you and I can finally get this mother-daughter thing right.
Bailiff: Ahem. This court is now in session. All rise for the Honorable Judge Hannah Lampert.
Judge: Recall Jackson Montgomery to the stand. And now, to address the prosecution's motion for striking this witness' testimony from the record. Upon review, I find that Mr. Montgomery's answers were given in direct response to Mr. Singer's questioning and, therefore, rule to let his testimony stand.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Order. Mr. Singer, proceed. Mr. Montgomery, may I remind you that you are still under oath.
Jack: Yes, Your Honor.
Justin: Alan, let Jack have it.
Alan: Not to worry. The tables are about to turn. All right, Mr. Montgomery, let's talk about this smoking gun.
Maria: Oh -- Pablo.
Pablo: Stay still. Stay still. You are all right.
Maria: What happened?
Pablo: You fainted.
Maria: I don't faint.
Pablo: The doctor who checked you out said you need rest and real food.
Maria: Ok, well, thank you, Dr. Ruiz, but -- oh -- I need to be with Edmund right now.
Pablo: You're no good to Edmund like this.
Maria: Look, I'm taking up perfectly good hospital space right here.
Pablo: Nobody needs this space. I made sure before I paid for it. So relax and let someone take care of you for a change.
Edmund: Losing myself in a good or even mediocre book doesn't really appeal to me.
Brooke: Oh, since when?
Edmund: Since my legs turned to lead. You could set fire to my foot and I wouldn't feel it, Brooke.
Brooke: Stop. Come on, what do the doctors say?
Edmund: Maria says it's temporary.
Brooke: So then it is.
Edmund: Did you bring what I asked you?
Brooke: Yes, I did. It was right where you said it was going to be -- top left-hand desk drawer.
Edmund: Did you show it to Maria?
Brooke: I haven't seen her. Now, what is this? And don't tell me that it's a piece that you're working on for "Tempo" because I know it's bigger than that.
Greenlee: Excuse me -- uh -- Debbie.
Greenlee: Have you seen this woman before?
Debbie: Isn't that, like, confidential or something?
Greenlee: Let me talk to the manager.
Debbie: That's, like, my mom, and she's, like, at lunch.
Greenlee: Hmm. Listen here, young lady, I am the District Attorney of Pine Valley -- Jacqueline Montgomery. I need your help to break a major criminal case.
Debbie: This says "Jackson," not "Jacqueline."
Greenlee: The printer goofed.
Debbie: Hmm. Well, I better make sure you are who you say you are, like they do on TV.
Greenlee: Ok, ok, ok. I'm not the DA. I'm a desperate shopper who needs to know what this woman bought here.
Debbie: What difference does it make?
Greenlee: Bunny Bixler is throwing a baby shower for Gloria Upson. We're talking, like, the Philadelphia mainline. And if I buy the same gift that this woman bought, I will be bumped down to the B list and my kids will be off the birthday party circuit! No designer goody bags, no photo ops with Britney, so, please, tell me what this woman bought here, or my kids will be social outcasts.
Debbie: Like, I'm not real good faces, but I'd remember that hair. Doesn't look familiar.
Greenlee: What the hell is this?
Alan: Mr. Montgomery, tell the court what use you had for the gun you took from the evidence room the night of August 28.
Jack: I used that gun for protection.
Alan: Protection from what?
Jack: Michael Cambias was back on the streets. He had threatened me and my entire family right here in this very courtroom.
Alan: And the gun you kept at home in a safe was not an option?
Jack: I was not at home. I was at the police station. I was not about to leave there unprotected. So, yes, I went to the evidence room, I took a gun, and I returned it the next morning.
Alan: Did you take anything else from the evidence room that night?
Jack: Yes, I did.
Alan: What was it?
Jack: A kilo of heroin.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Erica: Jack, don't do this! Jack, please don't do this!
Reggie: It's got to be a lie.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Bianca: He's making himself look guilty.
Kendall: He's making this worse.
Justin: I knew it! I knew it! I knew you stole that kilo!
Judge: Settle down or I will clear this courtroom! Continue, Mr. Singer.
Alan: You took a kilo of heroin from the police evidence room?
Jack: Yes, I did.
Alan: Tell us what use you had for a kilo of heroin.
Jack: I planted that heroin where I knew it would be found -- in the fireplace of Michael Cambias' condo.
Erica: Jack -- he's gone too far. I mean, why not just put a gun to his head?
Reggie: I mean, they'll lock him up for sure now!
Bianca: We have to trust Uncle Jack.
Erica: Trust that --
Kendall: Are they going to take him to jail? Are they going to arrest him?
[Judge pounds gavel]
Alan: And your motive for planting the drug?
Jack: Well, I would think that would be obvious. I was trying to set Michael Cambias up.
Alan: The police received an anonymous tip.
Jack: That came from one of my sources on the street. I myself was at the condo when the police found the heroin.
Alan: Possession of that quantity with intent to sell carries a stiff prison sentence.
Jack: Well, that's the idea, Mr. Singer. I was trying to stop Michael Cambias, stop him from terrorizing my family!
Alan: You stated for the record that the gun you borrowed was for self-protection.
Jack: Yes, yes, that's correct.
Alan: You never intended it as a murder weapon.
Jack: I would have used that gun if it had become necessary, yes.
Alan: But framing Cambias was simpler, involving less personal risk than gunning for him.
Jack: Let's just say it was one of many options that I explored.
Alan: Mr. Montgomery, did you murder Michael Cambias?
Jack: No, I did not.
Alan: No further questions, Your Honor.
Judge: Ms. Frye?
Livia: Well, I have plenty, because this witness' testimony stinks to high heaven.
Greenlee: Women really wear these things?
Debbie: Yeah, and not just women. Like, guys wear them, too.
Greenlee: Why would a guy wear a pregnancy pooch?
Debbie: Well, it's like a bonding experience with the baby's mother.
Greenlee: Why would a woman wear one?
Debbie: Like, to try on maternity clothes, like, before she starts showing.
Greenlee: Huh. I bet that's not all it comes in handy for. Do I look pregnant?
Debbie: Yeah! Like, totally! Excuse me.
Greenlee: Oh, my little guy's kicking up a storm. Feel.
Woman: Oh, he stopped. He must be taking a breather. Good luck with your delivery.
Greenlee: So that's how she pulled it off. Oh, Kendall, I've got you and your bundle right where I want you.
Adam: Greenlee's gone?
Mary: Yes. She's regrouped, refreshed, and ready to take on all comers.
Adam: Must have been some pep talk you gave her.
Mary: Yeah, it was a real eye opener for both of us. I hope that she realizes by now that I really am on her side.
Adam: Well, maybe it was worth my spending the night alone.
Mary: Poor baby. I'm sorry.
Adam: Yes, when you didn't show up, I was beginning to wonder if maybe you were all bark and no bite.
Mary: Oh, I bite. I could go for a little nibble right now. What do you say? You want to pick up where we left off last night?
Adam: Are you referring to my bedroom or the blackmail?
Edmund: Since I woke up, I've had this feeling. I -- I can't name it. I don't know what it is.
Brooke: Well, Mr. Pulitzer at a loss for words.
Edmund: I just -- I can't -- I can't shake it.
Brooke: Well, what kind of a feeling is it?
Edmund: That's it -- I can't define it, but it just -- everything feels different, Brooke.
Brooke: Getting shot at, you know, and coming back from the brink of death -- I think that would alter your outlook.
Edmund: I was shot at in Bosnia. This is different. This is bigger.
Brooke: Oh, yeah? Bigger than getting trapped in quicksand?
Edmund: It's all life or death, I guess. I don't know.
Brooke: You know what? This is the kind of stuff that you have always shrugged off, or else you said you were going to write about it in the book you've been threatening to write for years.
Edmund: You know, the bullet's still inside of me.
Brooke: Is that what you're so worked up about? Listen, I'm going to tell you something. I read about this guy recently who -- and don't ask me how -- had a toothpick stuck in his brain, and he lived to be past 90.
Edmund: That's a comfort.
Brooke: Hey, I'm sorry, ok? Listen, have you run whatever this feeling is past Maria?
Edmund: No. She just thinks my concern's my legs.
Brooke: Well, tell me this, then. Does this have anything to do with what's in there?
Edmund: It's my living will.
Maria: Get that away from me.
Pablo: It's chicken soup.
Maria: I don't want it.
Pablo: You need to eat it.
Maria: I need to go be with Edmund.
Pablo: He's just down the hall. Now, eat.
Maria: Hmm --
Pablo: Do all doctors make such horrible patients?
Maria: Only the truly brilliant ones.
Pablo: Good one.
Maria: I appreciate this, though. Thank you. It's just -- I mean, it's just kind of weird because, you know, Edmund's the only one who's really ever taken care of me before.
Pablo: And he'll do so again. But he took a bullet for me, so this is the least I can do in return. Now, close your eyes.
Maria: Ok. I'm not going to be able to sleep, you know. I can't. My mind is just racing, racing, racing. I don't know. Nothing is like it was before.
Pablo: Try to think about happier times, the ones past and the ones to come.
Singer: Would I be standing here after all these years among the stars above? Maybe not if it wasn't for your love smiling faces all around like when a king that's just been crowned a battle has been won that I'd have lost if it wasn't for your love your love
Brooke: So, I'm just going to take this and I'm just going to put it right back where I found it and we're going to have a big old laugh 50 years from now.
Edmund: Brooke, hold on to that for me.
Brooke: Me? Why not your lawyer or Maria?
Edmund: I told you, I don't -- I don't want Maria involved in this.
Brooke: Edmund, she is involved. She's your wife.
Edmund: Yeah, I know. But I know that she's already stretched to the breaking point. Brooke, I know she puts on a brave front, but she's worried about me.
Brooke: That's what you do when you love somebody.
Edmund: I don't want to add to any more stress.
Brooke: I think you're the one who's stressed. Really. I have never heard you talk this way. And you know what? I just think this is some -- I don't know -- postoperative depression. That's --
Edmund: Or maybe it's -- maybe it's a wake-up call. Or somebody tiptoeing over my grave. Brooke, whatever it is, I'll feel a hell of a lot better, I'll sleep better knowing that that's in the hands of somebody that I can trust to do the right thing.
Brooke: Oh, please. Don't say "when the time comes."
Edmund: Brooke, please.
Brooke: I still think Maria should have this.
Edmund: No! I will not bring Maria into this.
Livia: So, Mr. Montgomery, I'm to understand that it is your testimony that you stole a gun, because you were afraid to take a 10-minute drive to get the one in your safe?
Jack: Yes. When it comes to my family's safety, I don't take chances.
Livia: So it's natural your fingerprints would be on the weapon?
Jack: I would imagine they would be all over it.
Livia: Did you ever give the combination to your safe to Kendall Cambias?
Jack: No. Never.
Livia: Because you didn't trust her?
Jack: I wouldn't put it that way, exactly.
Livia: Did you trust Kendall Cambias -- yes or no?
Jack: No. No.
Livia: Was your then-fiancée Erica Kane aware of your mistrust of her daughter?
Jack: I would expect so. It certainly wasn't a big secret.
Livia: Then why would Miss Kane give something so intimate and personal as the secret combination to your safe to her daughter whom she had a rocky relationship with?
Alan: Objection. Irrelevant.
Judge: Overruled. I'd like to hear the answer to that myself.
Jack: I don't know.
Livia: It is highly unlikely that Miss Kane would give Kendall Cambias the time of day, let alone a secret combination.
Alan: Objection. Conclusion.
Judge: Sustained. Is there a question in there somewhere, Ms. Frye?
Livia: Mr. Montgomery, is it true that when Michael Cambias was acquitted you publicly assaulted him and threatened to kill him?
Jack: Yes, I did. He had raped my niece.
Alan: Objection, Your Honor. Allegedly raped.
Judge: Sustained. Watch your tone, Mr. Montgomery.
Livia: So you felt that his actions justified your taking the law into your own hands?
Jack: No, I didn't say that.
Livia: That's exactly what you did! You stole a gun, you planted the heroin, you broke into a private residence. You were already removed from this investigation because of a conflict of interest and because of your alleged unethical conduct. Yet you want this jury to believe that you did not fire the gun that killed Michael Cambias?
Alan: Objection, Your Honor! Witness is on the stand. She's giving her summation!
Livia: Withdrawn. I have nothing further.
Judge: Redirect, Mr. Singer?
Alan: No, Your Honor.
Judge: Witness is excused. This court will reconvene in one half-hour.
Bailiff: All rise!
Jack: So, gentlemen, when may I expect to be arrested?
Edmund: Just hold on to this for me in the event -- I will sleep easier and make a kick-ass recovery. Ok?
Brooke: Fine. I'll just put it with all my other useless stuff, like that electric olive pitter I have. And you are going to be line dancing at your great-granddaughter's wedding.
Edmund: From your lips --
Maria: Hey. What are you two up to?
Brooke: Oh --
Maria: Ok, I know you have a magazine to get out and everything, Brooke, but I got to ask you to leave the shop talk at the shop until he gets a little bit better.
Maria: Thank you. Thanks.
Maria: It's ok.
Brooke: So, then, we will just consider this subject closed.
Maria: See you.
Adam: You still haven't answered my question.
Mary: What question?
Adam: Is your interest in me confined to the bedroom, or does it extend to blackmail?
Mary: Huh. Well, I do know several people that would be interested in the gun bearing the initials "M.C."
Adam: Oh. Gun?
Adam: What gun?
Mary: Oh, good. Good, you got rid of it.
Adam: Got rid of what?
Mary: Ok, ok. Why let a possible murder weapon come between us, and why would I want to blackmail you when I have everything right here at my fingertips?
Adam: Oh, yes. You must be exhausted after staying up all night with Greenlee.
Mary: Hmm. I just want to fall in bed.
Erica: Jack, what are you saying? Protecting your family is not a crime. It's self-defense.
Bianca: Uncle Jack, you have to get back on that stand and say that you made a mistake.
Reggie: Look, if this is justice, you can add "deaf" and "dumb" to "blind."
Kendall: Jack, this is my trial. None of this has anything to do with you.
Erica: And this is all your fault, Livia. How dare you! You made it look as if Jack had something to hide!
Jack: Erica, listen, listen, listen to me. Livia -- and Alan and Justin, for that matter -- they're all doing what they're sworn to do, which is uphold the law, ok?
Erica: But you are not a criminal. Jack, the thought of you in jail -- that is just -- that's not an option!
Reggie: Look, Jack, swear me and I'll tell you --
Jack: Whoa, whoa, Reggie, Reggie, please, please, don't help. Look, I appreciate you all rallying around me, I do, but the fact is they have me dead to rights -- theft, criminal trespass, possession of an illegal substance. Obstruction of justice. Well, Justin, this is the moment you've been waiting for, isn't it?
Lt. Perry: Jack, I didn't want it to come to this.
Jack: It's all right. Just do what you have to do, all right?
Lt. Perry: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to have an attorney present.
Simone: Greenlee, hey! What is the big emergency? What, is the trial over?
Greenlee: Forget the stupid trial. Wait till you see what I found at this baby shop. Kendall is so over. What are you doing? Are you arresting him?
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Ryan: So you feel like you're losing all sorts of things to Kendall?
Greenlee: Including you.
David: So what's the trouble today?
Krystal: I was kind of hoping you would take a look at my chest.
Liza: Do you want to make a go of it with me or not?
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