All My Children Transcript Tuesday 2/3/04
Provided By Suzanne
Proofread By Gisele
Tad: Hi, beautiful.
Simone: Hey. This is a surprise.
Tad: Whoa. Whoa. Honey, can we talk?
Simone: The only thing I'd rather do than talk to you is --
Tad: Yeah, yeah, yeah, please --
Simone: Oh, come on. Sometimes a girl just needs her fix.
Tad: Yeah, I know, I know. There's nothing wrong with --
Simone: I'm sorry.
Tad: No, don't apologize. Hey, it's one of the things that I think is so great about you.
Simone: Oh. You think I'm great
Tad: I think you are fantastic.
Tad: You single-handedly brought fun back into my life. Do-it-yourself home delivery service -- grins and giggles.
Tad: I'll never be able to thank you enough.
Simone: Oh, well, you've thanked me just fine so far. But if you must, you can thank me again in the supply closet.
Tad: In the -- Simone, damn! Oh, this is going to be harder than I thought. I am clearly out of practice.
Simone: What is it?
Tad: Um -- here we go. You and I --
Simone: Are very, very good at what we do.
Tad: We're great, you know? We have done casual just great. As a matter of fact, we perfected it.
Tad: And then, somewhere along the line, you and I changed course.
Simone: Oh, my God. Tad, I know where this is going.
Tad: I hope so, because I would really hate a stupid misunderstanding to screw up something this wonderful.
Simone: No, no, there's no misunderstanding. You love me back.
Maggie: Hey, B.
Maggie: Surfing the net?
Bianca: No. Checking flights. I have to be sure to have a ticket in hand so that I can get out of town the second Kendall's trial is over.
Maggie: Well, that's a gear switch. Why?
Bianca: Because of my mother. When they proved in court yesterday that Kendall is really pregnant with Michael's baby, it hit her hard, like an 18-wheeler. I don't even want to think about what the truth would do to her.
Maggie: A one-way? It's a lot cheaper if you get the return flight now.
Bianca: It'd be a waste of time. After what my mom did to Kendall last night, I have to leave town for good.
Kendall: Erica told me that I had to die for what I had done to her. Ryan, she came at me with scissors. I don't know what I would have done if Aidan hadn't showed up.
Ryan: What the hell happened? What, was it, like, retribution for the DNA test or something? What --
Kendall: No, no, Ryan, she didn't mean to attack me. She was in some -- I don't know -- she was in some altered state or something, and she kept seeing Michael's face.
Ryan: Oh --
Kendall: I don't understand.
Ryan: Come here, come here. I am so sorry. Come here.
Kendall: It's ok. It was just weird.
Ryan: Ok, ok.
Greenlee: My own personal secret weapon.
Ryan: It works both ways. Together, we both win.
Kendall: You know I'm still in remedial trust class. So you would tell me -- you swear you would tell me if you knew somebody was out to get me, wouldn't you?
Ryan: Kendall, I promise, you don't have to worry about Greenlee anymore.
Mia: Listen, we have to talk fast. Aidan's in the shower.
Mia: I think I kind of, sort of screwed Kendall to the wall.
Greenlee: Brava, but I can't be involved in any more Kendall drama. I gave Ryan my word.
Mia: Wait, wait, wait. You have to help me. It wasn't on purpose, but it could blow Kendall's whole case.
Aidan: Sorry, girls. What are you plotting against Kendall now? What can ruin her case?
Greenlee: It would certainly ruin Kendall's case if the world found out she's carrying your kid.
Ryan: Greenlee and I had a little sit-down, ok, and she promised me -- and now I am promising you -- she's going to back off. You don't have to worry about her anymore, ok? All you have to do is concentrate on your trial. Better yet, concentrate on what comes after the trial.
[Knock on door]
Ryan: Start now. Pablo. Really nice to see you. You really don't want to be here right now, man.
Pablo: I'm not here for you. I'm here to help Kendall.
Ryan: Kendall has enough help.
Pablo: What if I could give you the real killer?
Maggie: Do you think that a jet-set getaway is the answer here?
Bianca: I don't have a choice. At this point, I think that the truth might kill my mom. I mean, you know how she is. She's Superman strong one minute and then superfragile the next.
Maggie: Well, maybe she's in a woman-of-steel phase.
Bianca: I think that my safest bet would be to get out of Pine Valley as soon as Kendall is acquitted.
Maggie: If Kendall is acquitted.
Bianca: When. If we're lucky, then the case will go to the jury today, before I start showing so much that even my mother can't help but notice.
Maggie: Is she still out of it now?
Bianca: Yeah, she's with Myrtle and Uncle Jack. They're going to take care of her. There's no way that she's going to the courthouse today. Now, Maggie, I don't want you to worry, all right? I'm going to keep paying half the rent until the lease is up -- I mean, unless, of course, you want to get another roommate, which I would totally understand.
Maggie: Oh. I didn't realize I wasn't a part of this new escape plan.
Bianca: Just because my life is insane doesn't mean yours has to be. You're in the middle of a semester.
Maggie: Ok, so, my -- semester isn't the problem here, is it? You found a replacement for me. You want to go with Lena.
Pablo: I have a gun with Carlos' prints. A .38.
Kendall: So, do you want to turn it in to the police?
Pablo: I could tell them how angry Carlos was that night. They will believe me.
Ryan: Maybe the Federales play footsies, but here's a tip -- as the guy who single-handedly put Pine Valley in the line of fire, I don't think the PVPD are going to take your call.
Pablo: Only your decision matters. This is about your life, Kendall.
Kendall: It's a very amazing offer, Pablo, and I really appreciate it --
Ryan: But, no, thank you, all right? Kendall's case is very solid, way too solid to throw in some red herring. FYI, that would be you. So the next time you get an impulse to save a woman's life, go take a cold shower.
Pablo: My offer stands. And, please, give it more thought than your friend has.
Kendall: Yes. Thank you for coming, Pablo.
Ryan: What a prince. Come on. Let's get to the courthouse.
Kendall: No, wait a minute. Hold on, hold on a second. I went along with this whole "You Tarzan, me can't speak for myself" BS. I want to know why.
Ryan: What? What, are you kidding me? You want to go on with that bogus game?
Kendall: No, Ryan, do the words "reasonable doubt" mean anything to you?
Ryan: Ok, no way is Pablo going to mess with your life, all right? His care and his concern broke Greenlee's heart, almost got her killed.
Greenlee: One of the things that could bash in Kendall's case would be if her little Mikey turned out to be a little Aidey instead. What a whoopsie that would be. So, what do you have to say for yourself?
Aidan: Greenlee, the whole world heard the results of the fetal cell DNA test, didn't they? The baby is Michael's.
Greenlee: You know what I learned in my fancy private school? There's not a test in the world that someone can't cheat on.
Aidan: Whatever I did to help Kendall with her case, I didn't knock her up and I didn't tinker with any test.
Greenlee: Whew, guess I can rest easy, then. Kendall's in the clear.
[Knock on door]
Boyd: Great job. Your brilliant plan to save Kendall is screwed.
Aidan: Excuse us, ladies.
Mia: God. Ok --
Greenlee: I knew there was a plan to save Kendall's behind. What is it? God, what a stupid time to make that promise to Ryan. But I did, and I'm a woman of honor, mostly.
Mia: Well, that's good -- I'm promise free. So just stand there and listen. The thing with Aidan and Kendall isn't about the baby. It's about this wacko preacher who gave Kendall her M-R-S degree, if you know what I mean. This guy, the guy who married Kendall and Michael -- Aidan's got him under wraps.
Greenlee: Well, goody for them.
Mia: Not so much. I let the preacher go.
Boyd: The door was wide open and Lomax was long gone.
Aidan: How did he do that? The guy can't even untie his own shoelace, let alone pick a lock.
Boyd: I don't know, all right? Maybe his space pals beamed him up. Who cares? Ok, because if the cops get to him before we do, Kendall can kiss her acquittal good-bye.
Justin: Hey, do me a favor. Can you get me the progress report on Lomax? Thank you.
Palmer: Downwind, woman. Downwind.
Opal: Oh, would you zip it, Palmer? You're the one who had Petey give me this toilet water in the first place.
Palmer: Well, you're not supposed to bathe in it, you dunce. You need directions even for perfume.
Opal: A few delicate dabs behind each ear, ok?
Palmer: You'll gas the judge into a mistrial. Discretion, woman. Learn to spell it and then learn to live it.
Opal: Oh --
Fred: Oh, the joyous sounds of sweet affection.
Palmer: Are you tone deaf, man?
Fred: Oh, I know your mouths trade barbs, but your hearts beat a gentle SOS. Perhaps I can help. I'm a man of the cloth. Reverend Fred Lomax. Now, perhaps I can answer your SOS and join you for eternity.
Palmer: God help us all.
Fred: It would be his pleasure. What do you say 2:00? Would that work for you?
Opal: Would you excuse me?
Fred: Hurry back.
Opal: Hey, I got an idea. Why don't you make yourself useful and round up señor loco.
Tad: Oh, Simone -- listen, honey -- sweetheart, I really --
Tad: I don't think I got a chance to say what I needed to say.
Simone: Oh, I stepped on your line, didn't I?
Tad: Kind of, sort of.
Simone: Damn. Ok, you know what? Pretend I didn't say anything and we will call a do-over.
Simone: Yeah. Ok. Oh, my gosh. Tad, is there something you'd like to tell me?
Tad: Hey -- whee! Come back to earth. Look at me, look in my eyes, ok?
Simone: That's right, eye contact. That's a very nice touch, very sexy.
Tad: Thank you. Ok, let's -- let's start real slow.
Tad: About -- all right, here we go. The situation between me and Krystal that you walked in on, you know, a couple days ago --
Simone: Right, right. No, don't even worry about that. It's -- I'm over that. Look -- hail, big thunder, lightning, knockdown-dragout. Not that I am happy you two fought, ok, but I am just thankful that you finally got a hint about what Miss Carey's really like.
Tad: More like a guided tour.
Simone: Well, you know what? You don't have to worry about that, baby, because I am never going to go all woman scorned on you every time some broad gives you the come-hither. No. You are Tad Martin. It just goes along with the territory.
Tad: Ok. Sit down just a little bit.
Tad: Let's just take the whole Krystal thing and put it on the shelf for a minute.
Tad: Let's talk about Liza.
Simone: Oh, Liza --
Tad: Liza and I have known each other for --
Simone: Oh, good grief. You know what? She just needs to land in bed with a big hunka-hunka, and then she won't have any time to disapprove of us.
Tad: Yet not.
Simone: Oh, please, you know what? I don't even care if she disapproves. You know that? She can give me all of her little huffs and puffs and sighs and her snarky comments, but none of that -- none of that matters, not if I have you.
Simone: Yeah, wow. Do you know how happy I am right now? I'm so happy. All those stupid books that I would never read, you know -- they would say that we did this all wrong, that we should have had coffee twice and dinner six times and no overnights until the L word flashed his smile. But I think we did just great. We were friends first and the guru and the cocktail waitress second. Oh, my gosh, just imagine what we can be now, Tad. I would never, never do anything to mess that up.
Tad: You deserve it and so much more.
Simone: I was hoping you'd say that. Now, about that supply closet --
[Elevator door opens]
Tad: Oh, Simone --
Pablo: I'm sorry to interrupt.
Tad: Hey, J.P. No, it's ok. It's no problem.
Simone: Actually, Greenlee isn't here. I'll leave a message.
Pablo: Actually, I'm here to see you about Michael's murder.
Tad: What about it?
Pablo: I want to help Kendall, and I think Simone might be her salvation.
Greenlee: Fred must be the prosecution's ace in the hole.
Mia: Well, duh. I figured that much. But I can't figure out why. I mean, the guy completely lacks brain cells. But he's got one fact straight -- he married Kendall and that pervert.
Greenlee: Well, maybe he got his facts all twisted -- like he had the ceremony the week before Michael got shot and then Kendall changed the date to give herself an alibi.
Mia: Why does it always come back to Kendall? This is all her fault.
Greenlee: Hey, bitter girl. Maybe letting that preacher go was a Freudian slip. You let him go and let Kendall pay the price?
Mia: No! I didn't do it on purpose. I just couldn't stand Aidan knowing that I followed him again, and I screwed things up again, not after that New Year's disaster.
Aidan: Boyd and I have got an errand to run, all right?
Mia: Great, good. Bye. Here, don't forget this. See you later. Ok, come on.
Greenlee: Hey, I'm strictly hands-off, remember?
Mia: You are my friend, remember? Or do you have so many to spare that you can just blow me off?
Greenlee: Ok, ok, we don't know where he is, but we know where he shouldn't be. Come on.
Opal: Excuse me. Would you care to put my tax dollars to work and make Mr. Friendly over there skedaddle?
Palmer: Do you know the meaning of "personal space"?
Fred: That we are each our own planet with our own personal outer space. Is that right?
Justin: Yeah, well, your Mr. Friendly over there can wait. Your tax dollars are about to convict Miss Murder #1.
Fred: There's not enough foil in the world for that boy.
Reggie: Kendall, look, just ride this mess out a little bit longer, all right? The case is in the bag. Don't worry.
Kendall: Yeah, it better be. If this case goes bye-bye, then the truth will stay hidden.
Reggie: Amen to that.
Maria: Mrs. Cambias, are you confident of an acquittal, even though rumor has it you won't be testifying?
Kendall: My attorney and I have both agreed that my case is strong enough without my testimony.
Maria: Some people consider your refusal to testify proof of your guilt. Polls show that 64% of the public thinks you're guilty of murder. Don't you want to tell your side of the story?
Greenlee: Hey, hey, just back off with your pointy friend there already. Kendall doesn't have to talk to you, the jury, or anyone else, for that matter.
Kendall: Greenlee, will you please excuse us, please?
Maria: Mrs. du Pres, why so vehement? As her former business partner, do you think Mrs. Cambias has something to hide?
Greenlee: What? I never said that.
Maria: Is there a secret behind the denials? What does Mrs. du Pres know that the public doesn't? Mrs. Cambias, why won't you tell the court in your own words that you're not guilty?
Kendall: I will. I will. I will. I'll take the stand. You'll see and everyone else will see that I've got nothing to hide.
Maria: Thank you, Mrs. Cambias. I'm Maria Chambers with a courtroom exclusive for VH1 Satellite Radio, only on XM.
Kendall: You are a lying bitch.
Greenlee: What? I said you were innocent.
Kendall: You promised Ryan that you would leave me alone, then you turn around and you set me up.
Bianca: You know, I haven't made any decisions yet, but it would be really great to have Lena along.
Maggie: Well, they do say that Paris is great for lovers, not really good friends.
Bianca: We're not even officially together. With the baby and the trial and all the other general craziness, romance has been pretty far down on the list.
Maggie: Well, this will give you a chance to bump it up a notch, being alone together in some cool, beautiful foreign country.
Bianca: Romance isn't the point. The point is that my baby deserves to be loved out in the open and my mom deserves whatever peace she's found. This is the only way.
Maggie: I know. You're right. You're right. I'm sorry. Forget I even said anything. Hey, you know, I can take a geography class. And if you decide to break your code of silence, well, then I will have a map and I'll know where you are.
Bianca: I'm not going to be on the run from the mob. You're going to hear from me. I'll call and I'll write, send you pictures of the baby -- you know, goofy ones with her face all covered in cake on her birthday.
Maggie: Great. I can't wait.
Bianca: Maggie, what's wrong? Please talk to me.
Maggie: Just give me a second. I'm about to lose the person I care about most in this world.
Bianca: You could never lose me. I promise.
[Maggie kisses Bianca on the lips]
Maggie: My book. My book. God, I'm going to be so late for class. I don't even know where it is.
Bianca: Maggie -- Maggie, wait.
Maggie: You know, I'll -- I'll catch you after class.
Bianca: Maggie, we have to talk about what just happened.
Maggie: Have you looked at the time? You should be at the courthouse --
Bianca: Maggie, it's ok --
Maggie: I'll just swing by after.
Bianca: It's ok, please. We just --
Greenlee: Chill with the thanks. I defended you.
Kendall: No, you slammed me into the witness stand so now I have to testify.
Reggie: Oh, so Greenlee digs into her nasty bag of tricks, huh?
Livia: Tell me you did not just tell that reporter that you were going to take the stand.
Kendall: I didn't have a choice.
Livia: Oh, so you lied to the public, because there is no way in hell you're going to testify. I am going to rest my case and we're going to go pray.
Kendall: Oh, and who cares if the world thinks the worst of me?
Livia: Well, take your choice -- freedom, fan club. And the fan club you're going to get in prison -- ooh, I don't think you'll like it.
Kendall: No, Livia, when the foreman says "not guilty," I still have to live in Pine Valley. Do you think I want to be known as the moneygrubbing black widow who got away with murder? No, I am engaged. Livia, I'm engaged. My fiancé does not deserve that kind of baggage.
Livia: Well, he should have thought about that before he slipped this ring on your finger, which needs to come off.
Kendall: No, it belongs here.
Livia: Oh, so you want the jury to think you've got your next victim lined up?
Kendall: Fine. Fine, I'll cave on the ring, but I am going to testify. It's my life, my call.
Livia: Fine. Just remind me to never represent you again.
Bailiff: All rise.
Greenlee: You know what? I hope Kendall does take the stand. Let her champion, Ryan, listen as she explains how she married Satan and is going to pop out Rosemary's baby. That'll be just the kick in the head he needs.
Mia: Well --
Alan: Your Honor, Fred Lomax is crucial to our case.
Judge: Well, then you should have worked harder to get him here, Mr. Singer.
Alan: Just a little while longer?
Judge: Oh, that sounded suspiciously like a whine, counselor.
Alan: Your Honor, we have made more than a good faith effort to locate this witness. We are that much closer to locating Fred Lomax.
Mia: Face it, Kendall's got some kind of crazy luck. You know, she'll get the guy and the get-out-of-jail-free card unless the jury finds something major to convict.
[Judge pounds gavel]
Judge: Mrs. Cambias, the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania finds you guilty of murder --
Judge: Guilty of treason against your friends Mia, Simone, and the good-hearted Greenlee, guilty of fraud with men like Boyd, Aidan, and Ryan, all of whom fail to see you for the conniving tramp you are. This court finds you to be a scheming, lying, backstabbing bitch. Bailiff, take her away.
Kendall: No! No, please, no, no, no! Please, someone -- Ryan, Ryan, please help me! Please -- somebody please help me! Ryan, somebody! Please help me!
Ryan: Greenlee -- Greenlee, I -- I should have listened to you. I -- what would I do without you?
Greenlee: You'll never have to find out.
[Back to reality]
Mia: Oh, my God. That's Fred. That's Fred.
Greenlee: That's him? That's the guy who could crash Kendall's whole case?
Mia: I got to get Fred out of here.
Greenlee: Wait! Wait. Just wait.
Mia: Just let me go. I got to get brother nut job there back to the pump house before he gets ID'd.
Greenlee: Let's not be rash here.
Mia: What, are you crazy? Oh, you want to sink Kendall's battleship with torpedo Fred. Greenlee, snap out of it.
Greenlee: Damn it. A girl can't enjoy her fantasies anymore.
Mia: Oh, God, enough with the moral dilemma. Decide.
Greenlee: Fine, fine, fine. You're right. I gave Ryan my word. And even Kendall doesn't deserve prison.
Mia: Great, so can we round up Fred?
Greenlee: Fast and furious, girlfriend.
Mia: Oh, my God. Damn it, Greenlee, he's gone!
Greenlee: Come on.
Lena: Did I just walk in on something?
Maggie: No, actually, I'm just really crazy late for a class, so will you just take care of Bianca for me? Ok?
Lena: Sure, but what about you? Are you ok?
Maggie: Peachy. I'm -- if I'm late for class one more time, I swear my teacher's going to kill me.
Lena: What's going on?
Bianca: I don't know. My head is -- is spinning.
Lena: Maggie seemed so tense. Did you two have a fight?
Bianca: No, we didn't.
Lena: Then what? I mean --
Bianca: I'm sorry. Can we not talk about this right now? I'm -- I'm -- I have to get to court.
Lena: Sure. I just hope that Maggie's ok.
Simone: Pablo, what does this even have to do with me?
Pablo: Well, you were with Carlos that night. You could testify.
Simone: What, that this wonderful man is really a cold-blooded killer? No. If I said anything like that, it would be perjury. Didn't your mother tell you not to lie?
Pablo: She also told us justice comes in many forms.
Simone: Look, you know what? I don't want to be rude to you at all, but Tad and I, actually, were right in the middle of something.
Tad: No, no, I'd say this trumps for now.
Pablo: Simone, do you want Kendall convicted?
Simone: Of course not. And, look, Kendall is going to stay out of jail without me getting anywhere near the Pine Valley police station. So why stir all this up? Why can't we just leave it alone?
Tad: Simone, I remember that you promised Carlos that you wouldn't tell something in the hospital. I was there. I heard you. And you tried to sidestep it even then.
Simone: I know.
Tad: Well, Carlos is beyond our help, so maybe you should tell us whatever the real story is.
Simone: I don't know anything.
Tad: You're a wonderful person, but you're a terrible liar. I got a really bad feeling it's about a lot more than just reasonable doubt. Carlos' gun was fired that night, and you obviously know something about it. So what happened?
Judge: Prosecution's request for continuance denied.
Alan: But, Your Honor--
Judge: Oh, don't make me repeat myself, Mr. Singer.
Alan: We have no more witnesses, then, Your Honor. The prosecution rests.
Judge: Nicely done, Mr. Singer. Ms. Frye?
Livia: The defense calls Kendall Hart Cambias.
Opal: Sweet lord of mercy, she's as loco as Mr. Friendly.
Palmer: What the hell does she think she's doing?
Bailiff: Raise your right hand. Left hand on the Bible. Do you solemnly swear or affirm that the testimony you're about to give to this court is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
Kendall: I do.
Livia: Mrs. Cambias, please tell the court, how did you feel about your husband, the late Michael Cambias?
Kendall: I hated him.
Livia: Those are strong words for a man you married. Why did you hate him?
Kendall: Michael wasn't like you or me. Most people go their whole lives without meeting a man like Michael. He was evil. He was a predator. The courts couldn't put him away, but we all know what he was.
Livia: I'm sure you know what my next question will be -- the question that's on everyone's mind here in this courtroom today -- then why did you marry him?
Kendall: I did it to save my sister.
Livia: Mrs. Cambias, how could marrying your sister's rapist save her?
Kendall: Michael followed Bianca. He frightened her. He gloated when the courts let him off. And she was so broken after what he did to her, so fragile, I had to stop him no matter what.
Livia: How did you manage that?
Kendall: I made a deal with the devil.
Livia: How so?
Kendall: I agreed to marry Michael Cambias.
Livia: It was his suggestion?
Kendall: Yeah, he loved the idea. He said to own a Kane woman would be a complete vindication. And he knew it would make me a pariah. He liked that, too.
Livia: What did you get out of the marriage?
Kendall: I wanted to get back what he stole from us -- our companies, I mean. No one can get back what he stole from my sister. And so he promised me that he would leave town and never bother Bianca again.
Livia: If he planned to leave town, why didn't he simply go?
Kendall: He thought that if he left town it would mean that he lost. Part of the deal was I had to send him money, which I could only do as his wife. He liked the irony of me making his lifestyle possible. By marrying me, he got to degrade us all over again. That's who Michael was.
Livia: Mrs. Cambias, when was the last time you spoke with your husband?
Kendall: He called me about a week before his body was discovered. He told me to buy the meat packing plant. So I was just as surprised as anyone when they found him there dead.
Livia: Your Honor, I'd like to present defense exhibit 14, phone records from the cell phone registered to Michael Cambias to the cell phone registered to Mrs. Cambias, which occurred after the date the ME declared his time of death. Mrs. Cambias, did you speak with your husband on the dates recorded on this record?
Kendall: Yes. The police must have the time of death wrong. I spoke to Michael. I remember every vile word.
Livia: Mrs. Cambias, did you plan to become pregnant?
Kendall: No. No, never. I would never have even slept with him if it hadn't been one of his demands. It only happened once, but it completed the humiliation.
Livia: Mrs. Cambias, you previously stated that you did it to cash in on the Cambias estate, to provide an heir.
Kendall: Well, I wasn't under oath then, and I was -- I was too embarrassed to tell the truth. I try not to think about it, actually.
Livia: But you did have a previous intimate relationship with Mr. Cambias, did you not?
Kendall: Yes, but that was before he hurt my sister. After that, I couldn't even bear to be in the same room as him.
Livia: Some people might ask why you would even keep this child.
Kendall: Michael Cambias' child is not Michael Cambias. Nothing -- nothing that Michael did can ever touch this baby. No blame, no guilt. This child is new and pure and perfect. I could no more terminate this child than I could take my own life. I am this child. I am the child of a rapist. And I promise you -- I swear to you, no matter what, this baby will be loved.
Livia: I have nothing further for this witness, Your Honor.
Judge: We'll take a short recess before people's cross. You may step down.
Bailiff: All rise.
[Car starts and Maggie backs up]
Maggie: Oh, my God! Oh, my God.
Opal: Palmer says he didn't want to mingle with the hoi polloi, so he sent me over. He says to tell you way to kick fanny, girl.
Kendall: In those exact words?
Opal: Well --
Lena: That was very powerful, Kendall.
Bianca: And brave.
Kendall: Not as brave as some.
Alan: That damn Fred Lomax. Where the hell is he? We were this close.
Justin: We could still pull this out, Alan.
Alan: Justin, did you happen to get a look at the jury?
Reggie: This one juror -- I think it was a guy -- he had a tear in his eye, I swear.
Ryan: Just like I promised, you're going to be able to keep that ring on your finger.
Kendall: I feel like it could actually happen now, Ryan. I feel like we have a chance.
Mia: Oh -- ok, ok. Fred! I mean, Reverend Fred.
Fred: Oh, mama Mia. Sorry about the splitteroo last night, but I was running short on foil, and I sensed that you had big mushroom burgers in your recent past.
Greenlee: Fred -- can I call you Fred? Let's take a walk, shall we?
Fred: Shoo, shoo, shoo -- personal space.
Greenlee: Absolutely. I'm the same way. It's like on elevators, there's that one guy that always has to breathe on you. That's why I love the outdoors. Do you love the outdoors, Fred?
Mia: Oh, I love the outdoors.
Greenlee: Why don't we talk a walk outside?
Maggie: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Jamie? Oh, no! I thought I killed you. Are you ok?
Maggie: No blood, no broken bones?
Jamie: I got multiple fractures.
Maggie: Oh, my God, where, where?
Jamie: My pride.
Maggie: What are you talking about? I'm the one who mowed you down. Why would you feel bad?
Jamie: Well, because apparently I suck as a driving teacher. You might need a few more lessons.
Maggie: Oh, you're such a goof. I'm sorry. Are you ok?
Kendall: What the hell are you doing to me?
Mia: Listen, we didn't --
Fred: Mrs. Cambias. Radiant as the day you wed.
Greenlee: Not now, Fred. Ok, let's just get --
Fred: Personal space.
Kendall: You guys, please be quiet. Please, if you could be quiet --
Opal: Probably -- oh, no. He's back.
Bianca: Who's back?
Opal: That guy.
Reggie: Probably one of those courtroom groupies or something.
Bianca: Well, should we do something?
Opal: Oh, he's horrible.
Fred: Mrs. Cambias, you know me. I turned you into the little missis. Reverend Lomax of the Holy Sand Chapel of "I do."
Kendall: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I don't remember.
Fred: But you said that it was the most important night of your life, that you'd never forget it. I bet you never thought you'd see me again. Oh, and the handsome hubby. How is Mr. C?
Tad: Please tell me what you're hiding. I swear I'll protect you. You know you can trust me.
Pablo: A bullet was fired from Carlos' gun. Was it the bullet that killed Michael Cambias?
Simone: Why can't you just believe me? Carlos didn't do it. Kendall is not going to be convicted, so could we just leave this all alone?
Tad: Kendall could very easily be convicted. The secret wants out, and you need to let it go. I swear you'll be ok.
Pablo: Simone, I know my brother. If he did this, he would not let Kendall suffer for his actions. He would confess.
Simone: No, he wouldn't. He would not confess because he doesn't have anything to confess to, all right? He was protecting me. I'm the guilty one! I pulled the trigger! I did it!
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Tad: Simone, are you telling me that you killed Michael Cambias?
Kendall: You better watch your back, Greenlee. You better watch your back! I am going to finish what you started.
Jack: You don't have any idea what you did last night. You went to Kendall's house --
Erica: I told you, I was upset.
Jack: And you tried to kill her.
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