All My Children Transcript Thursday 3/11/04
Proofread by Gisele
Ryan: Erica, what are you doing here?
Erica: It's always nice to see you, Ryan, but I could really ask you the same thing.
Ryan: Is -- is everything all right?
Erica: Yes. Things couldn't be better, really. If you'll excuse me --
Greenlee: Erica, don't walk away! You have to talk to me.
Woman: Giving birth is a miraculous, overwhelming, awe-inspiring, exhausting, joyous event.
[Pregnant woman screams]
Woman: Remember, you hold the future in your hands.
Instructor: Any questions?
Man: How long does labor last?
Instructor: The typical first-time labor lasts 12 to 14 hours.
Bianca: Is it too late to get out of this?
Kendall: No, it's ok. They say you forget the pain.
Babe: Episiotomy? Mama never told me about that.
J.R.: And ruin her chances for grandkids?
Bianca: There's got to be a better way.
Maria: Here we are. The kids worked on this sign all day yesterday. And they barely slept last night, because they were so excited you were coming home. You would have thought that Santa Claus himself was showing up or something. I will go and give the troops a call. Sam? Maddie?
Edmund: Will you hold off a minute? Just --
Maria: Ok. Why?
Edmund: I just want to get settled in first.
Edmund: It's good to be home.
Maria: It's good to have you home. Let's get you set up, ok, sweetie? Honey, don't -- don't worry about the stairs. The crew couldn't get here. They were held up, so they're coming in the morning to do all the renovations in here.
Edmund: Cancel them.
Maria: But you -- you got to have wheelchair access.
Edmund: I said call them off, Maria.
Anita: I thought I heard you two. Welcome home!
Maria: Hey, you're -- you actually have perfect timing because you could help me escort the man of honor into the living room.
Anita: I knew my circuit training would pay off.
[Anita and Maria struggle to lift Edmund in his wheelchair up the front steps]
Maria: Honey, sorry, sorry.
Anita: All right.
Edmund: You don't have to --
Anita: Just leave the driving to us.
Maria: We got it, we got it. You ready?
Maria: Ok, hold on. Got it, got it.
Anita: There we go.
Maria: Watch the toes. Watch the toes. Ok, ready?
Anita: Like the couch? I had it recovered.
[Maria and Anita jar Edmund as they bounce his wheelchair down the living room steps]
Maria: One and two -- whoa. Ok. You ok? What is this? What, did we crash somebody's little private party?
Anita: Only yours. Happy 10th Anniversary. From your first wedding.
Maria: Oh, my God.
Maria: Honey, that is so sweet of you.
Edmund: Oh --
Maria: Thank you.
Edmund: You shouldn't have gone to so much trouble.
Anita: Oh, it was no trouble. Thanks to me, you guys have the whole house to yourself.
Maria: Oh. Where are the kids?
Anita: Oh, they are all kinds of busy. Right about now, they are terrorizing the arcade, to be followed by a pizza dinner and a round of miniature golf. And if they're still amped after all of that, there is a mega playground and an indoor pool.
Maria: Ok, I'm -- ok. I'm a little confused, but -- but thank you. Thank you very much.
Anita: Well, you'll have to thank Aidan. It was his idea.
Maria: Aidan? Really?
Anita: Yeah. Yeah, when I told him it was your anniversary, he insisted on helping out, so he took Sam, Maddie, and Mama to that new Holiday Hotel so the kids can do their thing and Mama can catch up on some sleep and maybe get a massage.
Maria: That's so great. So like, you guys thought of everything. They thought of everything.
Anita: Almost. The only thing wrong with this picture is I'm still here. Kind of puts a crimp on the romance, you know? Oh, just so there are no surprises, I had Stella fix the downstairs bedroom.
Maria: Thank you so much. Thank you for everything.
Anita: Happy Anniversary.
Maria: Thanks. Wow!
Maria: Happy Anniversary.
Edmund: Happy Anniversary.
Instructor: Now, what you've seen might be rather daunting.
Babe: Yeah. Try "mind-blowing, off-the-Richter, kill-me-now terrifying."
Instructor: Well, I've got all the information you need here, even a video. I promise it's not as scary as what you just saw. All right? Class is over.
Kendall: Come on.
Babe: Did you guys hear that lady scream? And the baby, it was -- it was so gooey.
J.R.: Well, millions of women go through it. It can't be that bad.
Babe: Well, we might not do it again. It looks like we got ourselves into a whole world of hurt.
Bianca: I'm definitely going for the epidural.
Kendall: You guys, be positive, ok? You'll both learn to meditate.
Bianca: How are you supposed to meditate when you're passing a 70-pound watermelon?
Kendall: You can do this. I know you can. Besides, I'll be with you from start to finish.
Bianca: Oh, I saw your face during that video, Kendall. You're going to be out cold before I make my first push.
Kendall: I don't know.
J.R.: Ow! What was that for?
Babe: I was just practicing, baby. Every time I have a contraction, I'm going to squeeze your hand and then that way you can -- you can feel my pain.
J.R.: Well, you squeeze away, honey. I guess I can handle a few broken fingers. You're the one doing the screaming and the pushing.
Babe: And the cussing.
Bianca: You know, you know, I feel like Miranda�s real comfortable and relaxed swimming around in my belly. Maybe I'll just let her stay for, like -- forever.
Babe: I hear you on that. Maybe this little Chandler will settle for a womb with a view. Nah.
[Babe and J.R. chuckle]
Babe: I mean, it may get a little cramped and all, but at least I'm not going to be split into two.
Bianca: Well, I am so glad to know that I'm not the only one scared out of her mind.
Babe: Oh, I hear you on that, girlfriend. And that is why I have got something that's so much better than breathing that's going to get us through this. It is a foolproof tip from my mama. And, since you are my best friend --
Babe: I'm going to share it with you.
Bianca: Well, don't hold out on me, girl -- spill!
Greenlee: Erica, please wait. I just want to know if Bianca's all right.
Erica: Well, then you'll have to ask someone who knows. Your father, her uncle -- he's a lot closer to the situation.
Greenlee: I'm sorry.
Erica: I doubt it.
Greenlee: I mean, I'm -- I'm sorry about what happened in court. I wasn't thinking. I never intended to hurt Kendall or Bianca or you.
Erica: I'm not talking about this.
Ryan: Erica --
Bobby: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why don't you step off? I don't know what's going on down here, but I don't think the woman wants to be bothered.
Ryan: This is just going to take a minute, thanks. Please?
Greenlee: Where do you think you're going? Ryan wants to talk to Erica, not you -- whoever you are.
Erica: So, Ryan, ok, what is it? What's so important that you dragged me in here anyway? Ryan?
Ryan: Do you have any idea how incredibly adorable you look in that baseball hat? What is it, like, a fashion statement?
Erica: In an incognito sort of way.
Ryan: Oh, so that's it. Hanging with a strange guy miles from Pine Valley and everybody that cares about you -- you're running away. You're hiding, aren't you?
Erica: Aren't you?
Tom: Everywhere I look, they're building condos, Jack.
Jack: Yeah, maybe I should think about becoming a contractor after I'm out of work.
Tom: I know.
Tom: Oh, well --
Jack: Oh, my gosh.
Brooke: Tom! What are you -- I didn't know you were back in town.
Tom: Hello, beautiful.
Jack: Hey, what am I, chopped liver? I think you're beautiful, too.
Brooke: Oh, good.
Jack: Come here, you.
Jack: Good to see you.
Brooke: So, what is this, old home week, or --
Tom: No, just checking in on Livia and old friends.
Jack: Yeah, so listen, why don't you pull up a nice, fresh -- oh, there's a big one, too -- French fries and sit down? That's a figure eight.
Brooke: Oh, as tempting as it is, I'm just here to pick up some takeout, and I thought I'd maybe catch a glimpse of my son.
Jack: Jamie -- I haven't seen Jamie here at all, actually.
Brooke: Well, I don't know if he's here. He just left me a note -- "Gone out, see you." But I know he's crazy for the salsa, so I'm hoping -- no, you know what? The only way I see my son is I see his unmade bed and his pile of dirty laundry.
Tom: Well, they all go through that. It's a humbling experience.
Jack: Boy, am I glad to hear I'm not alone.
Tom: That's right. You adopted a young man.
Jack: Yeah, Reggie. Or, as he prefers to be called, Mr. All That and a bag of chips.
Tom: How's it going?
Jack: Well -- I mean, he's a smart, funny, really sweet kid -- don't tell him I said that. The only problem with him is I never know what the hell he's going to do next.
Woman: Nice. Whose place is this again?
Reggie: Well, it used to be my sister's, but she kind of left town indefinitely, so I don't see a reason why you can't stay here till you find out what you're going to do.
Woman: I can get used to this.
Reggie: Yeah. Nobody knows you're here.
Woman: One of these is related to you?
Reggie: Yeah, that one, the one with the big eyes, with the fat mouth.
Woman: You playing me?
Woman: It's just so -- "Diff'rent Strokes."
Reggie: Oh, yeah. I do kind of remember that show. But anyway, yeah, that's me. One minute I'm on the streets, and the next I'm Jackson Montgomery's new son.
Woman: You're adopted?
Reggie: Yeah, but by a cool guy, though.
Woman: And this is his daughter.
Reggie: Yeah, but check it out -- he only found out that was his daughter, like, a few months ago.
Woman: Why did she leave town?
Reggie: Well, she screwed over my cousin. Well, almost-sister -- Bianca.
Woman: Your cousin, almost-sister? You got yourself some strange kind of family tree.
Reggie: Well, it's kind of like Bianca's dad is my father, J's, brother. Look, just sit down. Bianca's mom was supposed to be married to my dad, but something always gets in the way, like Greenlee. You know, now that I think about it, Greenlee doesn't really like J�s women. Well, at least she comes in handy for something, though.
Woman: I've got to warn you, though -- I'm not the neatest person in the world. At least, according to my mom. Is that a problem?
Reggie: No. You could throw a party, trash the place if you like. Doesn't make me no difference. If Greenlee's gone, she can stay gone.
Woman: But that's
Reggie: No, she was. She was my family. After what she did, what she brought down, there's no coming back from that.
Woman: I so totally get that, more than you know.
Greenlee: You probably think you hit the jackpot, the mother lode, the Kane vein of gold. Sorry to disappoint you, but it's not going to happen. So pack up whatever scam you're playing and leave Erica alone. Go on.
Bobby: What happens if I don't?
Ryan: I'm actually not hiding from anything, Erica. I just really had enough of Pine Valley, more than enough, so I decided to take off.
Erica: With Greenlee? Talk about baggage.
Ryan: Yeah, well, I like the challenge.
Erica: Even so. I mean, Ryan, you can do so much better.
Ryan: Believe me, there's nothing between us but friendship.
Erica: Because you're still in love with Kendall?
Kendall: "99 bottles of beer on the wall"?
Bianca: Are you kidding me? That's the secret?
Babe: Yeah, Mama swears by it. She said that it was the only thing that kept her sane when she was having me.
Kendall: Ok, so instead of the breathing thing, you sing?
Babe: Well, not any song -- that song. It's brilliant, huh?
Babe: Well, well, I know that it may sound crazy, but, I mean, would you rather pant like a dog or have yourself some fun?
Bianca: Hey, I'll try anything.
J.R.: Well, what happens if the song runs out and the baby hasn't shown up yet?
Babe: I guess you just start over. Mama said that I think I popped out when she was on 45 bottles.
Bianca: You know, I can't even get through that song when I'm pain free. But with Miranda trying to get out, I can't imagine getting past 50.
Babe: You just wait. Mama swears that even though she felt like the devil himself was ripping her apart, but the second that the nurse handed me to her, that all the pain just washed away.
Kendall: Did you fall for the stork story, too?
Babe: It's true, I swear. And she also said right then and there, she realized why women go on to have more kids and go through that hellfire all over again. Because the first time that we hold our babies, it's going to be worth every speck of pain.
Bianca: Can you imagine? In a few weeks, I'm going to be holding my baby. I'm going to be rocking her to sleep and singing to her and telling her stories. I mean, even just thinking about it -- I would do anything for her. I can do this. I -- I'm sure I can. I can't wait!
Kendall: Neither can I. And we are going to do this together.
J.R.: So will we.
Babe: Oh. As soon as I get my guacamole fix.
Bianca: Well, thank you so much for the tip. I'll use it. But I just hope that Miranda�s first word isn't "beer."
Babe: Just remember to practice. 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer
Babe: Take one down, pass it around
Bianca: Oh, my goodness. Wow. This really is a miracle, isn't it?
Kendall: Isn't it sweet?
Bianca: I mean, this little, tiny soul is going to change my life forever. I'm going to be a mom.
Kendall: I know.
Bianca: I'm going to have a baby and a house and a dog and a --
Kendall: Wait -- wait a minute, hold on -- what house?
Bianca: Oh, it's not mine yet, but I'm meeting Marian tomorrow to sign the final paperwork.
Kendall: Oh, no, no, no, you can't do that.
Bianca: Why not?
Kendall: Because -- I've got a surprise for you. Come on, kid.
Maria: Ten years. I can't believe it.
Edmund: Well, it hasn't really been 10 years. I mean, we lost five years of our lives together.
Maria: I'm here now.
Edmund: Yeah, you are.
Maria: Ok, well, I propose a toast. I cannot propose a toast all alone.
Maria: Thank you. To no more lost time. To spending every second together for the next 10 years and the next and the next and the next. Amen.
Maria: Edmund? Honey?
Maria: What is that?
Edmund: Us. And a trip down memory lane.
Maria: Is that our wedding?
Edmund: What do you say?
Maria: I do?
Edmund: That was a good answer.
Maria: All right.
Maria: Men always like the remote.
Edmund: I got it, I got it.
Maria: Ok. Ok.
Maria: To be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward. For better, for worse, for richer, for for poorer, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.
Greenlee: I'm not going to let you play my father's fiancée.
Bobby: Where do you get off? You don't even know me, and you've pegged me as a gold-digging gigolo.
Greenlee: Oh. Well, at least you're smart. Cuter than most, but I know your type.
Bobby: Oh, oh. I'm not a "type."
Greenlee: Hmm. Don't flatter yourself. There's nothing original about you. What? Well, what's the matter? You use up all your big words?
Bobby: Huh. Look, I've always appreciated women, starting with Miss Marlis back in nursery school. There's never been a woman I haven't liked -- until now.
Ryan: You know, Erica, it doesn't really matter what I feel for Kendall, because what we had is over.
Erica: Because she couldn't trust you.
Ryan: You know, no matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried, she just would not take that last step with me, with me or with anyone.
Erica: Yeah, she refuses to trust because it would mean that she'd have to open up.
Ryan: And she can't do that.
Erica: She can if she wants to. There is one person who she trusts with her entire being, for whom she would just put everything on the line.
Erica: Yeah, with Bianca's situation -- I mean, they've shared so much -- they've actually become inseparable. They don't even need anybody but each other.
Ryan: Is that why you're here? Because you feel like your daughters shut you out?
Erica: I'm here because for one night I just wanted to forget everything.
Kendall: So, what do you think? Have you ever seen a more perfect place to raise a perfect baby, or what?
Bianca: It's very classy.
Kendall: What? Classy? That's the best you can do? Oh, you're still hung up about that whole horror movie about childbirth?
Bianca: No, no. I'm -- I'm over it -- almost. Thank you for showing me the space, Kendall. I don't know.
Kendall: No, no. Come on, Bianca, imagine the possibilities. Have you ever seen a more romantic fireplace?
Bianca: Right, that's just what my baby and I need -- a romantic fireplace.
Kendall: No, I mean, it's -- it's so cozy, you know? You and my niece -- you can -- you can cuddle up in a rocking chair by the fireplace. And at night, when the windows are open, you can smell the rain coming. It's like perfume. Oh, and in the morning -- the morning, the light is so beautiful. It's like you're in your own world.
Bianca: If it's so perfect, then why don't you live there?
Kendall: Me? No, I'm fine where I am.
Bianca: Really? Living ten yards from Michael's condo?
Kendall: Well, he's not there anymore.
Bianca: Kendall, come on. Every time you open your door or walk through your courtyard, you're going to be reminded of the man who terrorized you -- and me and half of Pine Valley. Why would you do that to yourself? Unless it beats being reminded of the man you still love.
Kendall: I admit I almost fell for Ryan's butler pantry. And did you see his new washer and dryer? They're amazing, great.
Bianca: Stop it. Don't do this. Don't be like Mom, ok? Don't try to change the subject or make small talk because you don't want to deal.
Kendall: All right. All right, fine. I'll say it. I still love Ryan. You happy now?
Bianca: Are you?
Kendall: Yeah, I'm -- I'm going to be an aunt. And I've got the most incredible sister in the world.
Bianca: Who are you trying to convince, Kendall, me or you? Just be honest with me and yourself. You just said you still love Ryan, so do something about it. Go after him. Get him back before it's too late. What happened to that sister of mine who fights for what she wants? Kendall?
Kendall: I asked Ryan to tell me that he didn't team up with Greenlee to tank me, to just say the words that he had nothing to do with what she did to me, and he wouldn't. He said I already knew the answer, and I shouldn't even have to ask.
Bianca: That you should trust him.
Kendall: Yeah, well, maybe it's supposed to be that simple, but it's not. Not for me. I needed to hear those words from Ryan's lips. I needed to hear it. But all he did was challenge me and dare me to trust him like it was a test or something.
Bianca: And you couldn't do it.
Kendall: No, I couldn't.
Bianca: Even though I told you that you could totally trust Ryan, that he hadn't betrayed you.
Kendall: Yeah, well, it doesn't really matter now, does it? He's eating bugs, sitting on the back of his hog, headed God knows where.
Bianca: Stop it. Kendall, don't act like it doesn't matter to you. That's what Mom has done for years, and look at how she's suffered because of it. Kendall, you got to let the pain go. I know it's not easy, but I did it, and so can you. Instead of holding on to all the hurt and the fear and the anger, I worked through it, and now I'm planning a new and beautiful life for me and my baby.
Kendall: That's what you deserve.
Bianca: So do you. And you can have it with me and Miranda and Ryan, if that's what you want. But you're never going to get anything that you want if you hold on to all the bad stuff like Mom did. You have to work through it and move on.
Erica: Don't misunderstand me, Ryan. I love my daughters. It's just that after everything that's happened I just wanted -- I just wanted to be anyone else, you know, someone else, anyone but Erica Kane, just for one night. And I was.
Ryan: And how did that work for you?
Erica: I made some friends, cleaned up at a poker game. But, I mean, now it's over now. Now it's time to go home.
Ryan: No regrets?
Erica: None. Except that you won't be going home, too, Ryan. I'll miss you.
Ryan: Well, you don't have to. Do you have your cell phone in there?
Ryan: May I just --
Ryan: If you need me, Erica, for absolutely anything, you just call this number, and I will be there.
Erica: I'm going to hold you to it.
Erica: Thank you.
Greenlee: You don't like me because I'm the first woman who's not falling all over you. I'm surprised Erica's even dealing with you.
Bobby: You should be leashed.
Greenlee: That's right. Trot out the insults. That's real smooth. Get out of here before I get really angry.
Erica: Oh, I see you're getting to know Greenlee duPres.
Bobby: Yes. I wish it were more of a pleasure. Shall we?
Greenlee: Erica? Erica, where are you going? Ryan, do something. Erica!
Ryan: Greenlee, you feel like a little bit of room service?
Greenlee: What? What? What am I supposed to tell my dad? Erica? Erica!
Jack: Brother, sounds like Jamal had a bit of a rebellious streak, huh?
Tom: Oh, Jack, when he was about Reggie's age, I never thought he'd see 21. He ran away, stole money, he experimented with just about everything.
Brooke: But he's doing great now, right?
Tom: I am proud to say that my son has graduated with honors from Stanford.
Jack: Son of a gun.
Tom: Don't give up. They actually do grow into civilized, rational people.
Jack: Yeah, well, from your lips to God's ears.
Tom: Yeah. Listen, I've got to meet Livia. It was great to see you.
Brooke: Oh. So good to see you. Don't be a stranger, ok?
Tom: All right.
Brooke: All right.
Tom: Jack, good luck with the hearing tomorrow.
Jack: Thanks. I'll keep you posted. You give Livia my best, all right?
Tom: I'll do that.
Tom: Take care.
Jack: Well, sounds like there's hope for Jamie and Reggie.
Brooke: Listen, I think Jamie is a good kid -- so far.
Babe: Would you cut it out?
Babe: You look at me like I'm a gorilla eating her way through the jungle.
J.R.: Your cravings are adorable. Who knows, maybe Little Bess will pop out, she'll be craving guac and chips.
Babe: Bess? Where'd that come from?
J.R.: I've been doing some thinking. If we have a little girl, you know, I'd like to name her Elizabeth -- Bess for short. I mean, if that's ok with you.
Babe: It's real pretty. Who's Elizabeth?
J.R.: My grandmother on my mom's side. And my sister who died a few years ago.
Babe: Elizabeth Chandler. Sounds like an angel to me. And here I thought you were set on having a boy.
J.R.: Well, Adam was set on having a boy, but after seeing Bianca and how excited she was about having a girl, I thought it might be fun -- I mean, as long as she looks just like her mom.
Brooke: I can't imagine what Jamie's life would have been like if he had been the father of Babe's baby.
Jack: Well, Brooke, I have a good idea he would have handled it with the strength and grace he got from his mother.
Brooke: Oh -- I'm so hungry, I can't even respond to flattery.
Jack: Or could it be that you're worried about somebody else? All right, all right. I talked to Edmund. He told me that you were doing some research on some possible surgical procedures that might put him back on the dance floor.
Brooke: Edmund has always been so strong, you know, and to see him -- anyway, I just wish there was more I could do than, you know, surfing the web and compiling reports.
Jack: I know. It's an awful, helpless feeling just to stand by while the people you love are in such pain.
[Bells toll while Edmund and Maria happily exit the church]
[Maria squeals as Edmund lifts her into the horse-drawn carriage]
[Edmund turns tape off]
Edmund: I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed.
Maria: Ok. That's a good idea. It's been a long day.
Edmund: I got it.
Maria: Oh -- ok.
Greenlee: You don't care what happens to Erica? She's your friend. How can you walk away from what just went down? How can you leave her with that money-sniffing lounge lizard? I mean, where's your sense of friendship?
Ryan: Hey, hey, hey, Greenlee -- you just can't help yourself, can you? You can make all the promises you want, but you just -- you have to control people, don't you? What they say, what they do, what they think. You don't get it.
Greenlee: What's to get? Why are you acting like I did something wrong? I'm just trying to help.
Ryan: Well, Erica doesn't need your help. She doesn't need my help.
Greenlee: It's her fault, isn't it?
Ryan: What, this? It's nobody's fault but --
Greenlee: She said something to you. Erica said something when you brought her in here. What did you talk about?
Ryan: Don't worry about it, Greenlee, because your name wasn't on top of the list, all right?
Greenlee: Of course. Of course. I get it. This isn't about me or Erica. It's about Kendall, isn't it? That's what's got you all cranked up. Erica said something when she was in here about Kendall.
Ryan: Greenlee, let it go, all right?
Greenlee: It sent you over the edge, didn't it? What'd she say? Kendall wants you back? Or worse, that Kendall's over you and she's moving on without you?
Ryan: Good night, Greenlee.
Ryan's voice: You are the single biggest obstacle in our future because you are convinced that I set you up so I could put you away.
Kendall: Yeah, but you still won't tell me that you didn't.
Ryan: You see, I see a happy ending. You see conspiracies. I see a home with a backyard and kids running around, and what do you see? You see a woman on cell block B who's getting a post card from me and Greenlee on our honeymoon. Kendall, I proposed to you. I want to marry you. I want the rest of your life, whatever that turns out to be.
Kendall: Well, it's pretty easy to propose to a woman facing 25 years to life.
Ryan: If you believe that, then you can have it your way. And you win, because we never had a chance.
Bianca: What would you do if Ryan showed up here right now?
Kendall: He won't.
Bianca: Right -- well, what if he did?
Kendall: No, he's with Greenlee, the woman he swore he wasn't in cahoots with.
Bianca: All right, you know what? That doesn't mean that there was anything going on between the two of them.
Kendall: Yeah, well, even if he wasn't with Greenlee then, he's with her now, and that's all I need to know. I don't want to ever see Ryan again. And as for Greenlee, if she ever shows her face back in Pine Valley, I'll make sure she spends her days asking, "Do you want fries with that?"
Bianca: Getting rid of Greenlee won't help you forget Ryan.
Kendall: Maybe not. But at least I won't have to look at her and remember how I lost Ryan.
Woman: Yeah, I used to have it pretty good until my parents split up. Now my dad's basically a no-show, and every time my mom stresses, she jumps on my case.
Reggie: Well, maybe she's just got a lot to think about, you know.
Woman: What, so she takes it out on me? Like I need to be locked in my room because Mama had a bad day.
Reggie: Damn, it's like that?
Woman: She'd lock me up forever if she could, and that's just for starters.
Reggie: Well, if it's that bad, maybe you need to talk with somebody.
Woman: I'm telling you, aren't I?
Reggie: Oh, no. I meant somebody like at school or something like that.
Woman: That's just what I need -- more adults telling me what to do. I know exactly what's good for me -- being on my own. I can do I want, go where I want, whenever I want. I doubt I'll even be sticking around here too long.
Reggie: No, you can't leave already.
Woman: Why do you care?
Reggie: No, it's just that -- that you owe me a rematch. And, you know, I can't let you get away with beating me on my own turf. I got a reputation to think about. Besides, you know, I think you're -- you know, stop looking at me like that. You know.
Woman: You're ok, too.
Reggie: So then you're staying? There's no way you can go back if your mom's going to mess with you.
Woman: Thanks. Well, going deluxe sure beats the street.
Reggie: Yeah, you know, the best part is if you need anything, I'm right downstairs.
Woman: Ok. Well, how about we get something to eat. I'm starving.
Reggie: Oh, yeah, I'm pretty sure I could find something besides tofu and Brussels sprouts.
Woman: It feels like home already.
Jack: Brooke, I know Edmund needs his friends around him right now. I know you want to help him.
Brooke: And I know you would do the same if you were me.
Jack: Yeah, but there's a little bit of a difference between us. I was never in love with the guy. Brooke, I just don't want to see you get hurt, you know?
Brooke: Oh, Jack, come on. You're very sweet to be concerned, but I'm ok. Really, I am. I know what I'm doing. Maria and Edmund were meant to be together and nothing is going to change that, but they're going through a very difficult time right now, and if there's anything that I can do to try and help them, I will.
Jack: Because you would do anything for Edmund.
Brooke: Hey, you know, you don't stop loving somebody just because things don't work out.
Edmund: You should sleep upstairs. You'll be more comfortable.
Maria: But I want to sleep with you. It's our --
Edmund: Please, Maria?
Singer: I played the fool today and I just dream of vanishing into the crowd. Longing for home again but home is a feeling I buried in you. I'm all right, I'm all right. It only hurts when I breathe and I can't ask for things to be still again. No, I can't ask if I could walk through the world in your eyes longing for home again but home is a feeling I buried in you. I'm all right I'm all right. It only hurt I'm counting the signs and cursing the miles in between home. Home is a feeling I buried in you that I buried in you I'm all right, I'm all right. It only hurts when I breathe.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Ryan: Well, maybe you, me, and the bike isn't the way to go.
Woman: I'm here live with Erica Kane, who's about to give us a rare exclusive.
Jack: I will either hang or not on my own.
Edmund: Don't touch me.
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