AMC Transcript Thursday 4/1/04

All My Children Transcript Thursday 4/1/04

By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

[Phone rings]

Greenlee: Hello?

Reggie: Hi, Greenlee. It's Reggie.

Greenlee: Don't you mean, Greenpea, the icky elf of the east?

Reggie: Look, please, whatever you do, just don't hang up the phone.

Greenlee: And miss out on your fresh, new insults? Not in a million. Lay it on me.

Reggie: Well, I kind of need your help. Really bad.

Kendall: No -- You stayed.

David: Great, just what I don't need on an empty stomach.

Tad: What are you whining about?

David: Unfortunately, I found the wrong Martin, but believe me, you're just as useless.

Tad: Oh, God, Hayward, give it a rest. You can't honestly want to start your day with going a couple rounds with my father, can you?

Krystal: Can't we start with "Good morning"?

David: Krystal, if you leave your daughter in this hospital's care, I guarantee you, they're going to kill her.

Babe: Where --

J.R.: Babe? I'm right here. Can you feel my hand?

Babe: Baby?

J.R.: The baby's just fine. It's beautiful and healthy in the nursery. You'll get to hold your Bess soon, I promise.

Babe: Bess?

J.R.: She is perfect, Babe. Our baby is just perfect.

Babe: No. Not Bess. Not Bess. I can't! I can't.

Paul: Yes, you can, Babe. You can do this. You can do this, Babe. Come on, you can try. Come on! One more push.

[Babe groans]

Paul: Here it comes. Here he comes. Ok -- ok, he's here! He's here. Your boy is here, Babe. Your boy is here. Oh �

Babe: Not Bess. It can't be. Is it?

J.R.: You don't like the name now?

Babe: Baby --

J.R.: I only used that name because I thought that's what we agreed.

Babe: For a girl. Bess for a girl.

J.R.: Shh, it's ok. It's all right. We got time. Just rest.

Babe: But I have to go get --

J.R.: No, no, no.

Babe: I --

J.R.: Honey, I don't understand what you're telling me right now. Did you and Bianca -- did you come up with a different name in the cabin? Because that's -- that's great. Whatever you want. And I told Adam that he can't use the name Charlotte for the middle name, so --

Babe: Charlotte?

J.R.: I told him no way. I told him the baby's all yours. And it is. It's so special and so beautiful.

Babe: But Bess?

J.R.: Shh, it's ok. We have time. We have all the time in the world. Just let the medicine work. Let the medicine do what it's supposed to do. You don't even have any idea how bad I want you out of here.

Babe: But I have to know if --

J.R.: Shh. Bess and I need you to get healthy. That comes first, ok?

Tad: Hayward, come on, give us all a break. Just go walk it off, ok?

David: I wasn't talking to you.

Krystal: Tad, if my little girl is worse, then I need to know.

David: At least someone understands what's at stake here. Krystal, the treatment this joke of a hospital is giving your daughter is going to kill her.

Joe: Her treatment conforms to every prescribed protocol. I've been updated on Babe's case. I assure you, she's getting the best possible treatment.

David: She's delirious with fever, Joe! How much longer are you going to let this girl writhe in a doped-up stupor before you accept the fact that this protocol has failed?

Joe: Would you rather we changed her medications yet again and put a further strain on her immune system?

David: Hell, yes! I want her meds changed. This infection is like the A-bomb of infections. Her septicemia has turned into endocarditis.

Krystal: With real-people words, doc.

David: The short of it is this. Endocarditis means that there's an infection that has gone to her heart, which no matter where I practice medicine is still my specialty. There's not a person on this staff that can come close to my expertise.

Krystal: How do you fix the endo--

David: Endocarditis. With an aggressive medication that specifically treats the bacteria.

Krystal: Well, what are we waiting for? I want her on that medication!

Tad: Before you change anything, maybe we should just go talk to her doctor, ok?

Krystal: No, no! I want Dr. Hayward treating my little girl right this second.

J.R.: No way in hell is Hayward touching my wife!

Ryan: It's still early. Why don't you go back to sleep.

Kendall: No, no, I couldn't. Not now. I didn't expect you to still be here. You didn't mention anything about staying last night.

Ryan: Well, a timetable didn't really seem all that appropriate, all things considered.

Kendall: True. But still --

Ryan: Well, you -- you dozed off, so I turned off the lights, I turned off the phone, made sure you were warm. I almost left, but then I stayed.

Kendall: That was very kind of you.

Ryan: Or lazy. It was late. I stuck around.

Kendall: You didn't have to.

Ryan: Well, my social agenda isn't really all that busy right now.

Kendall: Still -- but it's ok now. I'm ok now.

Ryan: No. No, you're not.

Kendall: You're right, I'm not. But I will be.

Ryan: I know you will.

Kendall: It's ok if you leave, Ryan.

Ryan: You want me to go?

Kendall: No, I don't want you to go.

Ryan: Well, then, ok.

Kendall: I mean, I'm not kicking you out. I'm not that callous. I can make you a cup of coffee.

Ryan: One for the road.

Kendall: At least. I -- I haven't been home very much, but the milk is still good.

Ryan: What about that fake stuff?

Kendall: No, I don't keep that around. That's weird.

Ryan: Well, it's genius. That stuff has, like, a shelf life of 10 years. I wonder who came up with that.

Kendall: You don't even take milk.

Ryan: I wasn't the one who brought it up. How about another log?

Kendall: No, fire smells like nighttime. Morning smells like coffee.

Ryan: Aha. What about late morning, early afternoon?

Kendall: Now, that's very special, very specific. That smells like a --

Ryan: Kendall, what is it? What? Animal shelter? You getting a dog?

Kendall: No, not me. Miranda.

Ryan: Oh, the baby was --

Kendall: At Bianca's baby shower, I gave her an IOU to save for Miranda. It was going to be her very first trip at the shelter. I was going to give her her very first puppy for us to -- to love together and to raise together. Aunt Kendall and Miranda.

Adam: I don't know what the hell you're doing here, but you stay away from that baby girl.

Paul: I was worried. I mean, is everything ok with the baby?

Adam: Doesn't she look ok?

Paul: Well, yeah, she looks beautiful.

Adam: Yeah, healthy, strong.

Paul: So how's the new mom? I mean, she must be thrilled.

Adam: Why are you asking?

Paul: I don't know. I guess it's a sense of responsibility. I mean, Babe was in my care for a while.

Adam: I think there's something more to it than that -- all these questions. You seem nervous, flyboy. Well, relax. My grandchild is alive and healthy. As far as I'm concerned, you've done your job. Bianca Montgomery's family may say otherwise. I, however, am done with you.

Paul: Mr. Chandler, you got me all wrong. I just wanted to make sure the mother and Babe were doing fine. I mean, there's no self-preservation, no --

Adam: Well, you've seen the child. Now if you want to see about the mother, you're going to have to ask her doctors.

Paul: Wait a minute, I thought you said everything was fine. What's wrong with Babe?

Adam: How much of my time do you intend to waste?

Paul: Look, I just want to make sure that everything is ok.

Adam: You've got your job. Be grateful and begone.

David: Look, Babe may very well be responsible for saving Bianca's life. I would like to return the favor before this hospital botches things up any further.

Joe: You're off-base. David used to be on staff here at Pine Valley Hospital. He lost that privilege. He's not allowed to treat Babe or anyone else here.

Tad: It's another long story.

Joe: We have an excellent staff here, excellent resources. If you want a second opinion, we'll provide it for you.

J.R.: I'm already on this right now. I've got two specialists on line. They can be here by --

Krystal: When? When? Right this second? Because if not, then it's too little, too late. Didn't you hear the man? The infection has spread to her heart. She needs his help.

Adam: Hayward treating a Chandler?

Krystal: What does her last name have to do with anything?

Adam: Krystal, I appreciate your maternal concern, but Hayward is a menace. They should have stripped him of his right to practice medicine altogether, not just PVH.

J.R.: My father's right, Krystal.

David: Joe, you've already granted me temporary privileges for Edmund and Maria. You can do the same exact thing for Bianca's friend Babe.

Krystal: All right, I've heard everybody else's opinion. It just so happens that yours is the one that I can trust. What do you got?

Tad: Enough sense to stay out of it.

Krystal: No, no, that's not good enough. If you had a family member that was hurt bad and needed his help, then what would you do?

Tad: On any given day, I'd throw him out the window and watch him bounce off the pavement. But when it comes to saving Babe's life, let David call the shots.

J.R.: Oh �

Reggie: Look, can't you just, you know, cut me a little break, man?

Sean: "Man"?

Greenlee: Oh, God.

Reggie: Officer Lyman, you know my deal. If you take me downtown, I'm going to go to jail.

Greenlee: If I may, Officer Lyman, I'm --

Sean: Excuse me, are you his lawyer?

Greenlee: No.

Sean: His legal guardian?

Greenlee: God, no.

Sean: Ok, then stay out of this.

Man: Face it. You overstepped and got busted. Take it like a man.

Danielle: No, sir, I think you just got busted for locking us in here and giving us no recourse for escape. It's called unlawful detention. What if there had been a fire? I suggest you lawyer up. You're looking at civil and criminal charges for sure.

Man: Your girl's cute. Got a mouth on her, but cute.

Reggie: She's not -- wait, wait, wait, why are you looking at her anyway?

Greenlee: Shut up, Reggie.

Man: Wanted to see if she's worth doing time for. Looks like they raided the candy rack and soda and destroyed some CDs. I'll check the inventory, see what else these fine young people took.

Reggie: Take what and take it where? We were here all night!

Sean: All right, all right, look, you're Montgomery's kid, so I'm going to give you a tip -- shut the mouth. I'm going to go call this in.

Greenlee: Candy bars? What are you, 6? You couldn't hold out for your Easter basket?

Danielle: Last night was not about candy. It was about entertainment. Or do you forget that once you turn 30?

Greenlee: Yeah, I'm nowhere near -- what is going on here? And give me the truth.

Reggie: I mean, we were just hanging out listening to music, and we kind of figured a night of kicking it with the Top 40 might be entertaining.

Greenlee: Hmm, the word of the day -- your word, which screams to me your idea. What do you have to say for yourself?

Reggie: She didn't --

Danielle: I say that you're making a big fuss over nothing. You don't even like your brother.

Greenlee: A, you don't know who or what I like. B, my brother is on probation. Your genius move to entertain yourselves could get him a couple dozen years of his life.

Reggie: God.

Danielle: Look at you both stressing! Now I see the family resemblance.

Greenlee: Laugh it up. You're looking at time, too, or at least a rap sheet.

Danielle: I'm just smiling over how easy it's going to be to clear this whole thing right up. Watch and learn. Officer Lyman --

Sean: Hmm?

Danielle: Do you really have to bag us? I mean, we were just making the best out of a bad situation.

Sean: Looks like the two of you set up your situation. All right, you and your friend are going to go downtown.

Danielle: I think you're about to change your mind.

J.R.: Tad, how can you say that after everything that David's done?

Tad: Because he's a miserable human being and a hell of a doctor.

David: Thanks, Tad. I'm touched.

Tad: Don't help.

Krystal: All right, listen, you two can hack each other to pieces later. Right now I want him back on staff, treating my little girl!

J.R.: And that's why I'm saying that the best bet that we've got is the doctors that I have lined up.

David: J.R., I'm not asking you to stop hating my guts, but just know the time you're wasting right now is time that Babe doesn't have.

Krystal: J.R., if you want him to pay for what he did, then fine. Let the SOB treat your wife.

Tad: All right, calm down, ok? Just give us a minute, please. Come on.

J.R.: Tad, how can you say that? How can you -- how can you hand Babe's case over to him? You know what he's capable of.

Tad: Better than anyone, and that's why when your mother was sick, I was more than grateful to have him helping out more than once.

J.R.: It just makes me sick to know that her life is in his hands.

Tad: Whose, Babe's or your mother's? Kind of bleeds together, doesn't it?

J.R.: He tired to destroy our family.

Tad: I know, son. But sometimes you just have to put your personal feelings aside, especially when it comes to the people you love. You know it's right. Go in there and do it. Go on.

J.R.: Ok. David can take over Babe's case.

Krystal: Thank goodness.

Adam: Wait, wait -- all this hysteria aside, he's still not on the staff. The reinstatement would have to be approved by the board.

Joe: It's all right, Adam. I'll give him temporary privileges.

Krystal: All right. All right, then it's a done deal. Come on, let's go. She needs your help. Get in there!

Paul: Babe? Babe? Even when you're totally wiped out, you still make my life hell. Don't tank this for me, Babe. You got exactly what you wanted -- a baby. So when you wake up, you hold that baby, and you don't go blabbing that you had a boy or that this isn't your kid. That won't be good for you, for me, and that little boy who already loves his new mama. So you get this through to your cotton candy head -- you had a girl. You had a girl. You know, there's only one way I can be sure that you won't talk. If you don't wake up at all.

Kendall: Don't worry, I'm done.

Ryan: You don't have to be.

Kendall: No, Ryan, I have to keep things under control. I can't just fall to pieces because of some puppy.

Ryan: Hey -- it happens, Kendall, and it's going to continue to happen for all of us for a while.

Kendall: You, too?

Ryan: Yeah. Yeah, last night after you fell asleep.

Kendall: Well, at least the tears stop for us. I mean, we can stand here and talk about coffee and fake creamer and everything else.

Ryan: Kendall, Kendall, listen -- you can allow yourself this time. You need to.

Kendall: To do what, Ryan? What, curl up in a ball and sob and ask God why?

Ryan: Yeah, sure, if that's what it takes.

Kendall: No. No, I have to stay strong. I have to help Bianca. Somehow I have to figure all of this out.

Ryan: You will. I mean, all the things that you've already helped Bianca through -- half those things would destroy a small town.

Kendall: Ryan, if you want me to laugh about this, I'm sorry. I can't.

Ryan: No, no, no, I don't. I want you to realize the enormous good that you've -- that you've done for Bianca. I mean, what she's about to go through -- rough is an understatement, and everybody is going to want to help her, and everyone is going to look to you to learn how to do that. You're Bianca's champion. You're her rock. You're her sister. You're going to get her through this.

Kendall: Ryan, I wish --

[Knock on door]

Kendall: Yes?

George: Pardon me, I'm looking for Ryan Lavery.

Ryan: Yeah, I'm Ryan. What can I do for you?

George: Mr. Lavery, we've never met. George Milligan from Cambias Industries. I'm one of your attorneys.

Ryan: Um -- well, I don't have any attorneys because I'm no longer associated with Cambias Industries.

George: Which is why I'm here. I've initiated transfer of Cambias Industries back to your ownership. Since the previous Cambias heir is now deceased --

Kendall: You shut up! Shut up, you disgusting man! Just get the hell out of my home now! How dare you. You come into my home and you talk about my niece like she's nothing, like she never mattered? How sick could you possibly -- I want you out of here now. I want your face out of here now.

George: Ms. Hart, Cambias Industries needs to address this development.

Ryan: Now is not the time. Now is not the time.

George: The company will flounder without someone at the helm.

Kendall: My sister's world just crashed down on her, and you jump in here like a jackal hot for the kill. What, did you volunteer to come here?

Ryan: Hey, I'll handle this. Ok, let me handle this.

Kendall: No, no, who wants to dance on a baby's grave? How sick could you possibly be?

Ryan: Kendall, listen to me. I will handle this. You, outside. Ok -- Mr. Miller?

George: Milligan. Mr. Lavery, you were head of Cambias Industries. You understand what's needed here.

Ryan: Yes, I understand what's needed. I understand what's at stake, all right? But this is an incredibly, incredibly bad time. If we could just allow the family a little bit more time, maybe, to process.

George: I'm sorry, but these bear legal matters, Mr. Lavery. They need to be addressed immediately.

Ryan: No, they can wait.

George: Not really.

Ryan: Yo, Milligan, are you hearing me? Back the hell off!

George: It's my responsibility to -- I have to answer to the board.

Ryan: Well, you can tell the board that Cambias Industries will survive without an official head honcho just a little while longer.

George: I'll do that.

Ryan: Hey, hey, hey, hey -- if you bother Ms. Hart, and if you even think about going anywhere near Bianca Montgomery, I will not only fire you, I will shred that suit into a thousand pieces with you in it.

George: Yes, Mr. Lavery, of course.

Ryan: You have a nice day, now. Well, he apologized.

Kendall: I heard.

Ryan: Oh.

Kendall: Thank you.

Greenlee: You invite Miss Mouth to crash at my place, wear my clothes, and try my bling-bling? Dumb. You break probation as a cool new way to get your kicks? So beyond dumber, they should use your head as a soccer ball.

Reggie: Look, can we just pretend you already gave me this little lecture and cut to the part where you give me a break?

Greenlee: What happened to "Don't hang up, Greenlee, I need your help"?

Reggie: Don't make me sound like a girl, ok?

Greenlee: You thought I would just come here and kiss it and make it better? Is that why you invited me here?

Reggie: No, I called you because the last thing Jack needs right now is my forwarding address to be the state pen. He can't know about this.

Greenlee: You're right. He's got enough on his mind. So, how do we keep this little escapade from our dad?

Reggie: Cross our fingers and hope Danielle pulls us out?

Greenlee: Good luck. I think her talents of persuasion are reserved for hormone-addled teenage boys.

Reggie: You sure about that one?

Greenlee: What the hell?

Danielle: Reggie, we are so lucky. Officer Lyman here has decided that we both may go.

Greenlee: Down to prison?

Danielle: Wherever we want -- within reason, of course. He's just going to issue us a warning.

Reggie: Well, what about hippie boy back there?

Sean: I'll talk to the manager. He'll see it my way.

Greenlee: I don't believe it.

Danielle: Like I said, it's all about the spin.

Paul: Jeez, Babe, only you could get me thinking this way. But if you don't come out of this, then you can't spill the story. And then maybe I could breathe, not look over my shoulder or worry that Kelly could lose it all and lose your baby -- her baby now. She already loves that kid, and J.R. and that crazy mother of yours would make sure Bianca Montgomery's baby had plenty of love. And that'd be the end of it. And Bianca -- she'd move on someday. I'm not heartless. I watched the news. I know she had a hell of a time, and it's not like I wanted to add to that, but your tag team of psychos gave me no choice. Adam and J.R. so went off on me. They said my life was over if it was your kid who died. If they had a clue, even a whiff, they would hunt me down, dig up every detail just to watch me squirm. They'd find out that my sister had a baby, and before long they'd put it together. They'd make me pay, and Kelly would pay, too. I can't let that happen. Kelly deserves that baby. She'll make a much better mom than you.

J.R.: What did you just say to my wife?

Reggie: To show my appreciation, how about I treat you and Danielle?

Greenlee: Save the suck-up. We both know who got you off the hook. What we don't know is how. What exactly did you say to Lyman to get you birdies free?

Danielle: Kind of kills the mystique to show my hand, doesn't it? Maybe next time you'll just trust me.

Greenlee: You got to be kidding me.

Reggie: Well, she does have a little thing for mystery.

Greenlee: She has a thing for being where she shouldn't and not paying for what she should.

Danielle: Oh, everything here looks so yummy.

Mia: How weird is this?

Simone: Well, we could go over.

Mia: Yeah, and say what? "Hey, how's it going? Wrecked any lives lately?"

Simone: Or we could ask, you know, or say, "Sorry about Bianca."

Mia: I don't think Bianca is the one on Greenlee's mind.

Greenlee: Order me some coffee, please.

Reggie: Sure.

Greenlee: Hi.

Simone: Hi.

Greenlee: So, that went well -- the greetings part. Now comes the part where I apologize again. I just want you two to know that --

Mia: You finally landed Ryan, yeah. Yeah, we know.

Greenlee: That's not what I was going to say. I am sorry -- more sorry than you know -- for everything that I've done. The trouble that I caused Kendall, the fallout on you for Reverend Lomax, for trashing one of the best things in my life -- Fusion. And the Fusion four. And Bianca. I'm mostly sorry for her.

Simone: Is this how you did it? Got Ryan back onboard by confessing all your sins? Because you really have it down pat.

Greenlee: I don't know why it surprises me when people keep thinking the worst of me.

Mia: Yeah, I don't know why it surprises you either.

Greenlee: Well, I guess that's my invitation to walk away. That's fine. I said my peace, and I think you heard it, sort of. But one last thing -- I haven't landed Ryan. We're friends, nothing more.

Mia: Oh, please. How dumb do you think we are?

Kendall: How's that?

Ryan: Not a sign.

Kendall: Good. Everything's under control. This is good. So Bianca's going to wake up any minute. I really want to be there when she does.

Ryan: Well, I can take you now.

Kendall: What, you don't trust me to drive myself?

Ryan: Well, I have some errands to do at the hospital. We might as well take one car.

Kendall: Well, if it's not too much trouble. Ryan?

Ryan: Yeah?

Kendall: Last night, you were -- I don't know what to say.

Ryan: Well, then don't say anything. Besides, Bianca is all that matters right now, so let's go see your sister.

Kendall: Right. Let's go.

Krystal: Aches and pains?

Tad: Yeah. I think the bench was designed by the Marquis de Sade.

Krystal: Thank you.

Tad: For what?

Krystal: Everything you did for Babe and me.

Tad: For me not beating David to a pulp? There's always tomorrow.

Krystal: Takes a mighty big man to stuff down their hatred for someone else. No one else would have made J.R. see that.

Tad: Oh, he would have come to his senses soon enough. I meant what I said. David's a snake, but he is a hell of a doctor. He's going to get Babe the care she needs. You can count on it.

Krystal: You didn't even twitch when you said that. You know, you said earlier that maybe you didn't give me enough credit. Looks like maybe I shortchanged you, too. Thank you.

J.R.: You -- out.

Paul: All right, all right, you know what? I can walk on my own two feet.

J.R.: You wanted this job. Do it.

David: This Chandler charm. Gets me every time. Come on in, nurse.

Paul: You know, it seems like a bad time, so I'll just -- I'll go.

J.R.: What did you say to my wife?

Paul: You know, whatever you heard, you heard wrong. It's nothing to go ballistic about.

J.R.: You don't know ballistic, ok? Now, you said something about your sister. What does that have to do with Babe?

Paul: Yeah, my sister -- she's a mom, too.

J.R.: And my wife needs to know this crucial information for --

Paul: It's idle conversation.

J.R.: Yeah, you know what? My wife is in there right now fighting like hell. What are you doing here? You don't even give a damn about her.

Paul: My history with Babe --

J.R.: Your history was annulled. It never happened.

Paul: Oh. Oh, so Babe and I up in the cabin delivering your baby didn't happen, huh? Look, you know what? I know it bugs you, man, but we have a bond.

J.R.: Why does everything you say make me want to punch you?

Paul: Can I at least ask how the other woman's doing? Bianca Montgomery?

J.R.: Yeah. She's in her own private hell. I'm sure she'll be glad that you asked.

Paul: You know, if there was anything I could have done to save her baby, God knows I would have done it.

J.R.: And God's duly impressed.

Paul: I'm just throwing it out there, all right?

J.R.: Babe doesn't know about Bianca's baby, and we're going to keep it that way for a while.

Paul: That's good. It's a good call. The trauma could delay her recovery.

J.R.: Hey, man, do I look like I need validation from you?

Paul: Fine, you know what? This was a stupid idea for me to come here. I'll just see Babe later.

J.R.: Yeah, walk away. Don't come back.

David: J.R., she's waking up. Get in here.

Greenlee: Sure, I used to want Ryan in the past, but things are different now. We're in a totally different place, together and separately.

Mia: "Together" seems to be more to the point.

Greenlee: No, but you're wrong. That's not the point at all anymore. I mean, when I think about Bianca and everything that she lost, a little perspective goes a long way. I mean, if something like that doesn't shake you so hard that you can see what really matters, then you are scary close to being a lost cause.

Simone: Yeah. Well, you are really different. It's hard to believe that you're for real.

Greenlee: Yeah, it takes some getting used to.

Simone: Almost like before -- you know, back when we were the fabulous four. I miss it. I'm sorry, I do. Sometimes I pretend that we're still there, you know, still on top of the world. Do you think -- oh, forget it. It's stupid.

Greenlee: No more stupid than anything I've said today. Go ahead.

Simone: I mean, do you think we can go back there?

Mia: No, no, it's too late for that. It was a special time in a special place. We let it go. Or in some cases, we chased it away. It doesn't exist anymore.

Simone: Well, maybe we could try for an encore. Yeah.

Greenlee: I miss those days, too, Simone.

Simone: Really?

Greenlee: Yeah, I do. But it's a whole new world now for everyone. I can't go back to being the old me. All I can do is hope that people see the change and judge me for who I am now.

Reggie: I never thought I'd be so happy to see a plate of eggs.

Danielle: I never thought I'd be so sick of candy bars and soda.

Reggie: That stuff was so old, we're lucky the cops didn't have to call the paramedics.

Danielle: If you had sweated the scene any more, they might have.

Reggie: Hell, yeah, I sweated it. I'm not going to do hard time for some nasty chocolate and music I can hear on the radio.

Danielle: Like the man said, if you had gone down, it would have been for more than that, but I would never let that happen.

Reggie: You're not going to tell me how you sweet-talked Officer Lyman, are you?

Danielle: And lose my moment of shock and awe? No way. I'll tell you this, though -- when someone does for me, I don't forget. When I get the chance, I do for them.

Reggie: Just remind me to stay on your good side, ok?

Danielle: That's easy enough to do. Next time you need a partner in crime, you make sure I'm the only one on your list.

J.R.: I won't forget this.

David: Excuse me?

J.R.: If Babe doesn't recover, if your treatment doesn't work, I won't forget it.

David: Well, since that's not going to happen --

J.R.: Yeah, you better hope not, for your sake.

David: As I said earlier, J.R., I can live without your gratitude, but that doesn't mean that I don't anticipate your praise and heartfelt apologies.

J.R.: You are one arrogant bastard.

David: Well, you should be glad. That means I hate to lose, which makes your wife a very lucky woman.

J.R.: Did you hear that, Babe? You're going to be fine.

Babe: Paul.

J.R.: Shh, shh, shh, just sleep right now. Just get some sleep.

Babe: Paul. Paul --

J.R.: What about Paul?

Kendall: Ryan, thank you for driving me here, but I don't want to take up any more of your time.

Ryan: It's fine. It's fine. Besides, I got some stuff I got to do here, anyway, like I said.

Kendall: Such as?

Ryan: Well, such as making good on my threat to the Cambias attorney so nobody harasses your sister with papers or with deals or anything else.

Kendall: Yeah, that's the last thing Bianca needs is some jerk banging down her door.

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

Greenlee: I hope I didn't mess things up between you and Kendall. If you have to make a choice, I'm cool if you choose her.

Adam: Not so fast, Krystal. You're not taking my granddaughter anywhere.

Tad: Wrong. Back off.

Babe: How's that precious baby of yours?

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