AMC Transcript Monday 7/5/04

All My Children Transcript Monday 7/5/04

By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Tad: So far Babe has survived a flash flood, giving birth in the middle of nowhere, and a heart scare. I'm sure she's going to beat this.

J.R.: Yeah, well, whatever "this" is.

Tad: What do you think it is?

J.R.: Don't get me wrong, Tad. I'm really grateful that Babe's ok. It's just --

Tad: What?

J.R.: Well, when I think of sweet, little Bess back home missing her mommy because Babe was -- you know, I hate myself for even thinking this.

Tad: Thinking what?

J.R.: Babe may have a drug problem.

Babe: Bess and J.R. --

Krystal: Oh, they're fine.

Babe: What -- what am I doing in the hospital? I -- the last thing I remember I was --

David: I thought you were reckless and irresponsible when you stayed out all night drinking. Now I found out you've been doing drugs. So, go ahead, I want to hear it. Tell me one more time how she deserves to keep Bianca's baby.

Mark: Erica?

Bianca: Mom? What is it? What's wrong? Mom, are you all right? Mom?

Erica: I don't want you hurt anymore. You've suffered enough. It's his fault. It's all his fault. It's got to stop! I won't let him get you. I -- I won't.

Bianca: What's got to stop, Mom? Who are you trying to protect me from?

Erica: Him. Mark, it's him. It's -- it's Daddy.

Mark: It's all right, Erica. He can't hurt you anymore.

Erica: Yes, he can. He does. And he never stops, Mark. He never stops. Everywhere I go, everywhere, he's there, he's watching.

Mark: Listen to me -- look at me!

[Erica gasps]

Mark: Our father is here because -- because you're not finished with him.

Erica: Oh, I want it to be finished, Mark. I want it to be over. Leave me alone.

Mark: Erica, it's been so many years. Why are you so frightened of him now?

Erica: He wants to tell me something, and I don't want to hear it.

Mark: What, what does he want to tell you?

Erica: I don't know, I don't know. I just -- I don't want to hear it. I just want it to stop. Please, Mark, please, just tell me how to make it stop.

Mark: We'll help you make it stop, Erica. We'll make sure he rots exactly where he belongs. Do you understand me? Listen to me. You're a lot stronger than you think you are. Trust me. Trust Jack, your daughters, your friends.

Bianca: We're here, Mom.

Jack: And we love you.

Erica: Oh, no, please. Please -- please, don't. No, please --

Man's voice: Happy Birthday to you

Erica: Please, no -- no -- no more, no more.

Man's voice: Happy Birthday

Erica: Please --

Man's voice: To you Happy Birthday dear Erica Happy Birthday to you

Erica: Oh, no! No! No! No!

Man's voice: Happy Birthday to you

Krystal: Babe does not do drugs, controlled or otherwise.

David: Oh, no, of course she doesn't. That's why this tox report shows the latest club drug coursing through her system.

Babe: No, no, it's -- it's a mistake. I didn't take anything.

David: Blood work doesn't lie, Babe -- unlike you and your mother.

Krystal: You know what? Your bedside manner could use a little overhaul, not to mention your fatherly concern. Can't you see that she is scared witless? Ok, Babe. Look, let's you and me figure this out. Now, last night at SOS, is there a chance that maybe you picked up somebody's drink by accident?

Babe: No -- no, I would never drink out of somebody else's drink. I swear, I don't know how this happened.

Krystal: Ok, all right, settle down. The important thing is you're all right.

Babe: Dr. Hayward? You believe me, don't you? I -- I didn't take anything.

David: Honestly, Babe, I don't know what to believe.

Babe: I swear, Mom, on my baby's memory, I didn't take anything. I'm not lying.

Krystal: I know, honey. But if you didn't knowingly take anything --

Babe: Well, why would somebody do this to me? Who would want to drug me?

J.R.: She was definitely high when she collapsed, and you -- you heard what James said.

Tad: That she was acting strangely at the club.

J.R.: Well, she was hitting on Ryan's brother.

Tad: You think if she was high, she was high on purpose?

J.R.: I hate to think that way, but that's the way it looks. What if she would have done this at home, collapsed while she was holding Bess?

Tad: She didn't, J.R., and Bess is safe.

J.R.: Yeah, but what am I going to do?

Tad: The first thing you do is talk to your wife. Find out what's really going on. Don't start asking weird questions and driving yourself crazy.

J.R.: Well, if I find out that she really didn't take this drug, and some lowlife slipped it to her, I'm going to find him. I'm going to hunt him down. He better pray that I don't.

Tad: J.R., as long as you are here, Babe needs you to be calm, ok?

Jamie: Hey, J.R. You want to know who doped up your wife? Why don't you ask your friend the dealer I saw you talking to.

Krystal: You owe Babe a big, fat apology.

David: Are you out of your mind? I'm not apologizing for anything. You want me to keep my mouth shut about Miranda, but yet you expect me to just hand Bianca's baby off to an unfit mother?

Krystal: Babe is the best mother on this planet. And let me tell you something -- she does not lie. If she said she didn't take that drug, then I believe her.

David: If you or your daughter told me that the sun rose from the east, I would have it checked and double-checked. That's how much your word means to me.

Tad: Well, I can see fatherhood hasn't changed you much. You're still a jerk.

David: I don't need this.

Krystal: Ok, wait a minute. Somebody slipped Babe one hell of a mickey, and I'm going to prove it. I'm going to find out who messed her up if it takes my last breath.

David: Well, good for you. Happy hunting.

J.R.: James, you're right. You're right. I almost did it. Babe nearly died because of me.

Jamie: Whoa, whoa -- what?

J.R.: When you told me about Seth dealing, I confronted him about it. I told him to get lost or I'd feed him to the cops. I don't think he liked it too much. In fact, he was kind of bent. What if he slipped something to Babe just to get back at me? Did you happen to see him at the nightclub?

Jamie: No.

J.R.: Well, did you leave Babe alone at any time?

Jamie: I mean, we were together, but not, like, every second. I went up to the bar to settle the bill, and I lost sight of her.

J.R.: That's enough.

Jamie: J.R. --

Jack: Erica? Erica, can you hear me?

Bianca: Mom, what's wrong?

Mark: Erica, you were out of it for a minute there. Are you ok? Do you remember? Was it father? What did he do?

Jack: Erica, it's all right. We're all here. What did your father do?

Erica: All these years, I told myself the same story -- that my father just forgot that night. Just -- forgot my birthday party the night that Richard Fields --

Jack: You're safe. Sweetheart, you're safe. Nobody -- nobody is going to hurt you.

Erica: My father knew. He didn't forget about me. He knew. He knew what Richard Fields would do to me. My father planned it. He -- set it up. He -- set me up.

Bianca: Mom, what are you saying?

Erica: My father didn't forget me. He didn't forget my birthday party. And he didn't forget to invite the other guests.

[Erica sighs]

Erica: There were no other guests. Just one. My father stayed away on purpose. Left me alone so that Richard Fields could -- could do what he did to me.

Opal: Oh, Lord.

Mark: Erica, are you sure?

Erica: I could never face it. But now it's -- it's really staring me in the face, and I can't escape it. I'll never escape it. My father --

Erica: Sold me to the man who -- who raped me. It was the morning after my rape. I was in my bedroom. My party dress was all ripped and rumpled up on the floor. I heard men's voices -- my father's. And -- and I recognized the other voice was Richard Fields. I was terrified. But finally, I got up my nerve and I went to the door. I -- I opened it a crack. There they were. My father and -- and the man who raped me. And I watched them, and I -- I saw them. They were -- they were smoking cigars, and they were drinking scotch. They were laughing really loud, like they were sharing some private joke. And I remember thinking at the time, "Oh, if my daddy knew what that monster had done to me, he would just put a bullet through his head." And looking at Richard Fields smile that matinee-idol smile of his that just made me want to vomit. And that's when he said it. That's when Richard Fields said, "Thanks, Eric. A deal's a deal. Now I'll make your movie." My rape was all an Eric Kane production. My father, the deal maker. "I'll give you top billing. I'll give you a limo and a driver. And I'll give you -- I'll give you my daughter."

Jack: Erica, what your father did, it was unforgivable. But, sweetheart, it was not your fault. In no way are you to blame.

Erica: My father handed me over to a child molester to save his career. He handed me over to a rapist to make a movie. That's how much my father loved me. That's how much I meant to him.

Mark: Would I have seen the bastard on his deathbed, I'd have pulled the plug myself.

Myrtle: I hope the hounds of hell are gnawing his bones!

Bianca: Mom, I'm -- I'm so sorry for what happened to you.

Erica: I know you think I'm selfish, that I took your pain and I made it worse by adding all mine to it. Oh, but please believe me, sweetheart. I don't want this pain to be yours more than anything, my sweetheart. I want to spare you.

David: You got lucky this time around, Babe. The drug didn't do any permanent damage. You can go home today.

Babe: Thank you. Dr. Hayward? You've saved my life twice now. How am I ever going to be able to repay you?

David: Well, you can start by telling me what really went down last night.

Babe: And I already told you what happened.

David: Babe, I know that your life is anything but easy right now, and I would understand if -- if you took the drug to -- to forget, to escape --

Babe: There's no drug that can make me forget the craziness that's going on in my life right now. So for the last time, I didn't take anything -- at least, not on purpose.

David: So that's your story.

Babe: I'm sticking to it. Hey -- I may owe you for saving my life, but you don't owe me anything, not as a doctor or a dad. I just want you to do what's right for you, so if telling the truth is going to help you look yourself in the mirror, then -- then by all means, tell the world that Bess is really Bianca's Miranda.

Tad: How's Babe?

Krystal: She was doing fine until David popped off and made her sound like a junkie. I mean, really, Tad -- I mean, would she mess with dope when she's got a baby lying at home?

Tad: No. I don't think so. I know you didn't raise her to be foolish or irresponsible.

Krystal: I'd like to hear her new daddy tell her.

Tad: Look, Krystal, if David is too stupid to know what kind of person your daughter is, then he doesn't deserve to be her father.

Babe: Every time I see Bianca, my heart hurts. I know that yours hurts, too, because you love her just like I do. You getting her baby back to her -- that'd be like the best gift you could ever give her.

David: If it's such a great gift, Babe, why don't you do it?

Babe: Half of me wanted to. The other half, I just couldn't do it.

David: But you're still willing to let me make the decision.

Babe: Just because -- just because you're my father, I don't expect you to side with me. I don't even mean anything to you. Why would I? I'm practically a stranger. But Bianca -- there's a lot of love between you two. She's more yours than I am. But if you do decide to tell my secret, I just have one favor to ask you, and it's kind of a biggie.

David: What would that be?

Babe: Can you do it in some way where it won't come back to hurt my mama?

David: I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Babe: I was just -- I was thinking maybe -- maybe you could act like that you figured it out on your own, or maybe that you got some hunch from the wedding, from what Kendall said. Whatever you think is believable, just as long as it doesn't include Mama, because if everyone finds out how long she's known and when she knew and what she did to keep this baby in my arms -- Dr. Hayward, the whole town is never going to forgive her, and neither will Tad. After everything she's done to protect me, I just can't stand there and watch her get torn to pieces. Please, can you just help her?

Erica: You came here because you wanted honesty, but I know, I am very sure that I gave you more than you wanted to know. It was more than I wanted to know. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to depress you.

Opal: Hon, please. You do not need to apologize. What came out here, I mean, horrible as it was, it sorely needed to come out.

Myrtle: And now, darling, you can get help dealing with it, and go on.

Erica: Deal with it? Deal with it? Well, no, I'm not going to be dealing with it. I mean, it was bad enough that I -- that I said it once. I mean, there's no way that I'm going to be spending months or even years, maybe, reliving the darkest moment of my life on some analyst's couch.

Jack: Erica, please.

Erica: Oh, Jack, please don't. Please don't stop me. Please, I -- I need this drink. I need the warmth. I need the blurred images. I need the fuzzy edges. Please don't stop me.

Jack: Ok, I won't stop you. But I will offer you something. Something better.

Erica: Jack, if anyone ever needed a drink, I do.

Jack: How many years have we spent loving each other? I'm not just talking about you and me. Mark, Myrtle, Opal. Kendall, Bianca. We're here because we love you, because we need you. Please need us and not that. There's no love in that glass, Erica, and we will never let you down.

Opal: He's right, sweetheart. Whatever it takes to get you through this, we are here for you. We will step up. We don't want to lose you.

Erica: Oh, I don't want to lose you, either. I just, I just, I just hate the way I feel!

Kendall: Mother, can I help you? Mother, please. Please listen to me. I know how you feel about your father. I feel the same way about mine.

Myrtle: Darling, darling, alcohol will not make you forget. I mean, that's a con, a trick. It's smoke, it's mirrors. This kind of pain-- you have to meet it head-on.

Erica: No, I'm not strong enough.

Bianca: Oh, that is not true. Every bit of strength that I have, I got from you. When I was starving myself to death, it was your strength that pulled me back. Please, Mom. Please let me do that for you now.

Opal: Sweetheart, you know everybody in this room loves you to pieces. There's no way we would let you fight that fight all alone. Now, if you need support, you need comfort, you need love, come to us. Get it from the people that love you, not from the bottle.

Kendall: Whatever you want, anything, anytime. We miss you. We want you back.

Erica: But didn't you hear anything I said? I -- I don't want to discuss this. Really, I mean that. Please -- I just -- I don't want to discuss it, and I don't want to think about it, and I really want to just pretend that it never happened.

Bianca: That's exactly the way I felt when I lost Miranda. I didn't want it to be real. I didn't want to face the pain. I needed help. I still do. Mama, please. You help me, I'll help you. We can do this together. Please?

Jack: We can't stand by and watch you destroy yourself. We can't do that. If you continue drinking, we're going to have to walk away.

Mark: It's your choice, Erica. Your family or that glass of wine. It's up to you.

[Erica sobs as she pours her wine into a potted plant]

Krystal: I may be thick, but where I come from, blood stands for blood, through good and bad. I mean, how can David look at that sweet girl's eyes and not want her to have the world?

Tad: Krystal, you can't let him yank you around. Listen, you got too much on your plate right now to let somebody like David hurt you or your daughter.

Krystal: You're one special guy, Tad. No matter what happens, I want you to know that I think you're a hell of a guy.

Tad: What's that supposed to mean? What's going to happen?

Krystal: Nothing. I don't know. I just think you're one hell of a guy.

David: All right, let's say that I did exactly as you asked -- I told everyone that I somehow figured out the baby switch on my own. That's no guarantee that Krystal would walk.

Babe: You're right. Tad's no dummy.

David: Well, that's still up for debate.

Babe: You know, he'd want to know who jimmied the DNA test, and guaranteed, Mama would be first on his list.

[Babe sighs]

David: She's really a hero, isn't she?

Babe: She's more than my hero. She was everything to me growing up -- all I had and all I needed.

David: You two must have been a great team.

Babe: My mama gave me life, Dr. Hayward. She gave me a good life. It's all that she ever wanted for me, and that's all that I want for her now.

David: Sounds like your mother did a great job doing double duty, mother and father.

Babe: It's nothing for you to feel bad about. It's not like you ditched me and you were a deadbeat dad or anything. You didn't even know about me. I didn't even know about you.

David: I guess this is where I say something paternal, right?

Babe: You don't have to be a dad to me. Mama always said, and I fully believe it, that everything happens the way it's supposed to. And I think about Bess' daddy, Michael Cambias, and what a monster he was. And I think about if I give Bess back to Bianca, his ghost could haunt her forever, and that's when I just want to hold on to that baby and never, ever let her go.

Jack: Erica, what can I do for you? Anything, anything at all. Just tell me.

Erica: Will you sit with me in my room?

Jack: You bet. You bet.

Erica: Thank you. You had more faith in me than I had in myself. Thank you for all the love. Thank you for not judging me.

Mark: I'm staying at the Valley Inn. If you decide you want to go into treatment, you let me know. I'll take you there.

Erica: Thank you. Thank you, Mark.

Myrtle: You are going to whip this, do you hear? We're going to be with you every step of the way. My girl.

Myrtle: Oh, yes.

Opal: I am so proud of you. I knew you hadn't lost your courage.

Erica: Kendall, I am so sorry that I slapped you.

Kendall: I didn't even feel it.

Erica: Oh.

Kendall: Can I ask you something, Mother?

Erica: Of course, of course.

Kendall: When you look at me now, who do you see?

Erica: I see you, Kendall. Only you. Only you, honey, the daughter that I love. And you, Bianca. I love you. I love you both so much. Don't you ever forget that.

Kendall: That last piece of the puzzle, it makes so much sense. Finally. I mean, no wonder -- no wonder Erica hated me and pushed me away. It wasn't just about the rape, what my father did to her. But it was also what her father did to her. How do you even begin to live with that?

Mark: Step by painful step.

Bianca: We need to help Mom now, Kendall. She needs us now. More than ever.

Erica: I wanted that drink more than air.

Jack: I know.

Erica: The only reason I could resist was because I did get a better offer. Your love. My family's.

Jack: Well, just so you know, that love is always there, and always will be.

Erica: I'll go.

Jack: Go?

Erica: I'll go. I'll get help.

Susan Lucci: Alcoholism not only affects the abuser, but their friends and families, as well. It can cause pain, chaos, tension, and may eventually tear families apart. But hope and support are available. Organizations like Al-Anon's family groups have been offering comfort and hope to friends and families of alcoholics for over 53 years. To help them, you have to help yourself first.

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

Tad: You trying to tell me something? Are you leaving?

Danielle: I'm a prisoner.

J.R.: Stay away from that guy, ok?

Jamie: Why don't you want me to talk to Seth?

Bianca: I had a dream last night that Miranda was still alive.

David: There's no way you can say that Bianca deserves to be without a child.

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