All My Children Transcript Tuesday 7/6/04
Proofread by Gisele
Krystal: I shouldn't have left Babe.
Tad: Babe is going to be just fine. The crisis has been averted. You, on the other hand, are in desperate need of a little TLC.
Krystal: As in "Tad's lovin' care," huh?
Tad: As in.
Krystal: Well, that's not such a bad idea. Ah. Sunshine, air that smells like something besides antiseptic and medicine.
Tad: Well, there you go. Just breathe in and breathe out. Leave all the rest to me.
Krystal: Are you sure you're not one of those romance heroes?
Tad: Positive. I don't do tight pants and I hate fluffy shirts.
Krystal: You're too good to be true. I could get used to this.
Tad: There it is again -- that word, "could."
Krystal: It's just a word.
Tad: Yeah, it's a word that's always there. Whether you say it or not, it's always floating around on the edge of the conversation, as if something's holding you back. Like something is keeping you and me from letting this thing go past the word "go." So what is it?
Krystal: You're -- you're just way too sensitive, Tad. There's absolutely nothing keeping us apart. Whoa!
J.R.: Yeah, thank you for the information. I'll get back to you.
Jamie: I'm glad you're still here. Who were you calling?
J.R.: You know, the mogul thing. It -- it takes up so much time. Listen, I got to run.
Jamie: That wasn't the office, was it? That call was about Seth. You want to nail him for drugging Babe.
J.R.: I've got to, Jamie. I've got to go after that slime. I can't let him do what he did to Babe or anyone else.
Jamie: Let me take care of Seth.
J.R.: No, man, this is my problem.
Jamie: Babe needs you. Stay here with her. Besides, there's nothing I'd like more than to squeeze the truth out of that dirtbag.
J.R.: Jamie, would you just forget it? Stay away from that guy, ok?
Jamie: What's the problem? Why don't you want me to talk to Seth?
Babe: I hate lying to Bianca. But part of me truly believes this is the best thing for Bess. Nobody will ever know that her daddy was Michael Cambias, and she'll be able to grow up without all that hurt and the pain.
David: Babe, stop. Look, you can spin this any way you want, but you can't sugarcoat it. There's no way you can say that Bianca deserves to be without her child.
Reggie: Check it out. It's a wonderful location. You know, lots of trees. There's a hotdog place not too far from here. It's going to be -- it's going to be beautiful.
Bianca: It's just a bunch of dirt. They're going to build a building there, they're going to put up a sign. It's not my baby, Reggie.
J.R.: Seth is trouble. I don't want you to take him on.
Jamie: I can take care of myself.
J.R.: I know you can. This is different. I used to hang out with the drug crowd, remember?
Jamie: Yeah, not being part of that scene works in my favor.
J.R.: No, you know what? Forget it, Jamie. You look at these guys the wrong way, you could end up in the emergency room next to Babe.
Jamie: Seth already has it in for you. If he drugged Babe, he's not going to tell you. I go to Seth, I got a shot. I can work it, get something from him that you couldn't.
J.R.: No, no, you stay away from him.
Jamie: What, so you can beat the crud out of him?
J.R.: I won't. I promise you. I just don't want you getting involved.
Jamie: I already am. I'm your brother, your best man. I'm Bess' godfather. Coming down on Seth is just part of the job description, standing up for family.
J.R.: Hey, you're my brother. I just don't want you fighting my battles for me.
Jamie: It's our battle.
J.R.: Not this time. This one's all me. And I know exactly what has to be done.
Bianca: I'm sorry. I -- I -- I didn't mean to go off on you like that. It's just Mom's intervention.
Reggie: Yeah, I know. Dad told me. I mean, it's got to be rough.
Bianca: It was horrible and wonderful. I don't know. I'm a mess. Please excuse me.
Reggie: You sure you don't want to talk about it? Well, if you can't come to your cousin/almost brother, then who can you go to? All right, look, Bianca, please, just -- just do something, all right? Throw something. Scream. Kick something! Get mad! Just -- just let it out, all right? It's going to make you feel so much better.
Bianca: I wouldn't know where to start.
Reggie: Anywhere, ok? Anywhere's good with me.
Bianca: I had a dream last night that Miranda was still alive. And it felt so real, Reggie. I was walking along the river, calling out for her over and over and over again, and then as soon as I gave up hope, she started to cry. And I ran to the edge of the water and I looked down, and there she was, safe and snug in her incubator. And she looked up at me and she knew me. She knew I was her mother. And I reached out to her and I held her so close and so tight. And we were safe, together. And when I woke up, I could still feel her in my arms. And that feeling stayed with me all day. Like there was actually hope that it could really happen. This is all I have left of her -- some dirt and a sign. God, how could I be so stupid?
Reggie: No, Bianca, it's not stupid to miss her and to wish she was here.
Bianca: Don't you understand, Reggie? I can't do this to myself. I can't -- I can't hope. I can't believe in these dreams. I have to face reality. And holding Miranda again, having her in my arms, finding her -- none of that is real.
David: Yes, Michael Cambias was scum, but he's dead. And I don't believe that the sins of the father --
Babe: Yeah, but just because somebody's not there doesn't mean you can't feel them.
Babe: And, yes, Bianca deserves to raise her baby. And I know that on top of that that you hate J.R.
David: Well, that's also true, but not really the issue here.
Babe: Yeah, but you don't know him like I do. He was the main reason that I decided to keep Bess around. She'd be so happy with him growing up.
David: Come on, Babe -- Cambias, Chandler? As far as I'm concerned, it's twisted either way you look.
Babe: The Chandlers are no comparison to Michael Cambias' evil. That pig -- he raped Bianca, and that was her biggest concern was that her little girl was going to grow up in that rapist's shadow. She was going to find out how evil he was and that her mommy had to kill him just to protect herself. So if my mama and I did one thing that was right, it was giving that little girl a good daddy instead of some monstrous ghost. I know that it may sound selfish or like I'm trying to whitewash what I did, but it's a true fact, J.R. loves that little girl more than his whole life. He'd do anything for her, Dr. Hayward. I mean anything.
Seth: J.R., dude.
J.R.: You blew it, man. Those tabs you scored almost killed my wife.
Seth: Your wife? That was the girl you wanted to turn it way up?
J.R.: Yeah, turn it up, not put her in the ER.
Seth: It happens. It's not my problem.
J.R.: Yeah, it is.
Seth: Here's the word, dude -- drugs kill.
J.R.: No, you know what? You're going to be leaving town, and you're going to lay low.
Seth: What for? Nobody even knows I scored those pills for you.
J.R.: What the -- you didn't score pills for me. You were getting them for my wife, which almost killed her. That is an attempted-murder charge.
Seth: All right, dude, you're wack. That is not even what went down, ok?
J.R.: Who are the cops are going to believe, huh? Some drug dealer or a Chandler? Listen, these dead presidents can talk your way into the slammer, or they can buy you a ticket out of town. Completely your choice. You take me up on this one-time vacation offer or I go directly to the cops. Do we got a deal?
Seth: Yeah. Deal.
J.R.: I'm going to cut your head off and stuff it down your neck! Double the cash and shut it. And if I find out that your drugs are the ones that almost killed my wife, I will kill you, I swear to God!
Jamie: Back off!
Seth: Dude, you're crazy, man!
Jamie: Come on, back off!
J.R.: Jamie, you let go of me!
Jamie: What are you doing with that loser, anyway?
J.R.: I was going to tear that jerk apart. He's lucky that you showed up. I would've killed him!
Jamie: I am not going to let you end up in an ambulance, too.
J.R.: I'm sorry, I just -- I just had this flash of Babe being laid up in the hospital, getting her heart shocked because of that waste of skin.
Jamie: Did he admit anything?
J.R.: Yeah, like he's going to say anything.
Jamie: Yeah, but pounding that guy is not going to help Babe.
J.R.: You're right. You're right. Just the way I feel about Babe, it just -- it makes me so crazy, and if anybody was to hurt her -- God, man, I just -- I just love her so much.
Jamie: You mean that?
J.R.: What? Are you kidding me? Babe is my wife. She gave me Bess. I couldn't love her more even if I tried! Listen, man, I'm -- I'm going back to the hospital.
Jamie: You go. I got stuff to do.
J.R.: I'll tell Babe you sent your love.
Tad: What the hell are you doing? Leave it. The squirrels will have an orgy.
Tad: You all right?
Krystal: Well, yeah, a little imitation butter flavor never hurt anybody.
Tad: Hey, men. What's so funny?
Krystal: I think you'd better not stand too close to me. I think my skull is a baseball magnet.
Krystal: At least there's no concussion this time.
Tad: Yeah, on the other hand, the baseball gods might be trying to send you a message.
Krystal: Like what?
Tad: Like it's the bottom of the ninth and it's time for you to slide for home.
Krystal: Oh. Don't go looking for trouble.
Tad: I don't have to look for it. She's standing right in front of me.
Krystal: So, you think you've got me all figured out, huh?
Tad: No, I didn't say that. I'm starting to get the lay of the land, if you know what I'm talking about.
Krystal: Don't get too cocky. Many men have tried and failed.
Tad: Oh, many men don't have my disposition, good looks, and throwing arm.
Krystal: Well, that's true.
Krystal: So if you know me so well, prove it.
Tad: Ok. To start out, you are a veritable cornucopia of contradiction.
Krystal: Oh, come on now. If you're going to give me that sugar-and-spice flattery, that's not going to work.
Tad: Sugar and spice? To hell with that. No, I'm thinking about more of an iron fist and a leather glove type of thing.
Krystal: Hmm. That it?
Tad: No, I'm just getting started. Contradictions. On one hand, you don't care what anybody thinks, you put it right out there. And you sneak off to cry in a corner, because you don't want anybody to see your tears. On the next day, you take on a guy like Adam Chandler like it's nothing. You don't even break a sweat. Then I turn around, find you lying on the floor having a panic attack.
Krystal: Not on a regular basis.
Tad: Contradictions. You are one heck of a woman. You got it all. You're beautiful, funny, intelligent, sexy as all.
Krystal: You want a gold star?
Tad: No. My point is you can have any man you want. Your problem is you don't know how long you want him to stick around.
Krystal: I -- I'm going to clean this up.
Tad: There's one other thing. I'm so happy you decided to stick around.
Krystal: It's a nice place. But with my life, things are subject to change at a moment's notice.
Tad: You trying to tell me something?
Krystal: I just have one of those souls, Tad, you know -- a little too much gypsy to stick around in one place for too long, so just don't be surprised if it wants to wander.
Derek: Hey, you're early. Where's Tom?
Livia: Tom said he'll meet us at the park. You ready to go?
Derek: I'd follow your macaroni salad anywhere, especially if it's Ma's recipe.
Livia: Uh-huh. So much for watching your carbs -- and your daughter. Where's Danielle?
Derek: Well, she was here a minute ago. She swore she wouldn't move.
Livia: And you believed her?
Derek: If she went off to find Reggie --
Danielle: How could I, Daddy? I'm a prisoner.
Livia: What on earth?
Derek: What are you doing in that?
Danielle: Isn't it obvious?
Derek: Danielle, get back in your clothes right now.
Danielle: It wouldn't do any good.
Derek: What's that supposed to mean?
Danielle: As far as you're concerned, I'm guilty until proven innocent. Might as well do the time, even though I didn't do the crime.
Derek: I caught you and Reggie in a compromising position.
Danielle: We were enjoying nature.
Derek: A little too hands-on.
Danielle: You're overreacting.
Livia: Derek --
Derek: Well, if I hadn't been there --
Danielle: Nothing would've happened.
Derek: Look, we have been through this, Dani. Reggie's bad news. What's it going to -- what's it going to take for you to see that?
Danielle: He treats me with respect. You treat me like a criminal.
Derek: You force my hand. Help me out.
Livia: Do you need legal representation?
Derek: All right, fine. Why don't we go someplace a little more private.
Danielle: Hard to do the perp walk when I'm chained and shackled.
Derek: Give me the key. Where is it?
Danielle: Like a key would set me free. With or without these chains, I'm doomed. And why? I'll tell you why. I'm guilty! Guilty of kissing a boy in the first degree!
Reggie: I'd try to do anything to make your dream come true, to make Miranda alive again.
Bianca: I know you would. She'd be almost 4 months old now. Does this make you uncomfortable talking about this?
Reggie: No. No, not at all. Well, I just thought that -- well, doesn't it make you sad to keep thinking about her?
Bianca: Yeah, it does. But it would be even sadder not to think of her. I think about -- I think about where she'd be right now, what she'd be doing. Like -- like the first time that I gave her a new toy or the first time that she rolled over on her belly all by herself. You know what babies can do when they're 4 months old?
Reggie: Change their own diapers? No? Ok.
Bianca: She would look up at me with those great big eyes that she had, and she would smile, and she would wave her arms and kick her legs and tell me that she wanted me to pick her up.
Babe: You know what Bess did yesterday?
David: No. What?
Babe: It was so amazing. I -- I had walked over to her crib and I leaned in, and when she saw me, she started waving her arms and legs like crazy, like she couldn't wait for me to pick her up. Isn't it funny? She's so tiny, and she already knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. Just reaching out for love.
Bianca: I close my eyes and I picture Miranda reaching out with those perfect little hands for someone to hold her. And she never has to wait long, because I have to believe that there's somebody right there waiting to pick her up and hold her close and give her all the love that she could ever ask for.
Babe: I saw Bess reaching out for me, those big, beautiful eyes taking me in.
David: What is it?
Babe: Was she reaching out for me or her mommy?
[Baby coos as Kelly walks into the hospital holding Ace]
Tad: So, you got plans? You leaving?
Krystal: No, not today.
Tad: But you're thinking about it?
Krystal: I never wanted that house on the hill, Tad, white picket fence, rocking on the front porch. I'm just not the type that wants to settle down.
Tad: Oh, damn it. Well, if this isn't karma biting me right where it counts. You know, all -- all those years of just, you know, love 'em, leave 'em, not even looking back, and now it's my turn.
Krystal: I'm sure you'll live.
Tad: Oh, thank you. Was that supposed to make me feel better?
Krystal: It's the best I can do.
Tad: Why? You know, you're being ridiculous. It doesn't make sense. I mean, think about it. Babe is here, Bess is here. Why -- why would you just up and take off? Is it David?
Krystal: Oh, please. I can take him with one arm tied behind my back.
Tad: I rest my case. Then what the hell's going on here? I mean, I understand, you know, wanderlust better than anybody, but, Krystal, this is -- you know, this is completely out of left field.
Krystal: You know where that phrase comes from?
Tad: No. Is that where this -- you going to change the subject?
Krystal: No, no, really it's interesting.
Tad: A detour --
Krystal: No, listen. There was this ballpark a while back that had a mental institution just beyond the left-field bleachers. I'm not kidding. Can you imagine the hooting and the hollering coming out of left field? That's my life, Tad, ok -- one left-field surprise after another, some good, some bad. You're a big part of the good.
Tad: Not good enough.
Krystal: I don't make promises I can't keep.
Tad: Well, at least you're honest. But I feel it's only fair to warn you I play a mean shortstop. Anything hit to left field or coming in from that direction is going to have to get by me first.
Babe: Mama didn't do what she did to hurt Bianca. She did it to protect me. She couldn't tell me that my baby boy was gone.
David: No one should have to hear that. Not you, not me, certainly not Bianca.
Babe: I know. Sometimes I -- I have these dreams about my little boy. I see his sweet face, and it's close enough to kiss. God, he was so beautiful. Nothing could ever take the place of the child that I lost. But somehow, holding Bess -- it just makes my heart feel so much better. And I know that that is so selfish of me because Bianca, she probably has the exact same dreams, except she doesn't even have a baby to comfort her.
David: Babe, what do you want?
Babe: I don't know. I do know that you want Bianca to have her baby back. And if the truth comes out with this, there is no way I'm going to let Mama take all the heat. If this town is going to hold her feet to the fire, I'm going to be standing right there, screaming from the top of my lungs that I knew all along that Bess was really Miranda.
David: You still haven't answered my question. What do you want, Babe?
Babe: What do I want? I want my baby boy to be alive. And I want Bianca to have her Miranda back. And I want us to be able to raise them together like we always planned. That's never going to happen. I'm never going to see my little boy again.
Kelly: Um, could you help me?
Kelly: I was driving from Llanview, and he usually loves riding in the car, but he was wailing the whole way and -- he seems fine now, but I think he has a little bit of a fever, and I just thought I should get him checked out.
Doctor: Sure. So what's your name, little man?
Kelly: It's Ace.
Doctor: Well, Ace, let's get you checked out. Is there anything in his family history I should know about?
Paul: You know, it wasn't easy getting these out of Pine Valley hospital.
Kelly: Oh, God, thank you so much. Where's the mother's name?
Paul: Kelly, if this is really about Ace's health, all you need is her data. I'll get the father's later.
Kelly: Not that I know of.
Doctor: Ok, well, follow me and let's see if we can find an empty exam room. Dr. Hayward?
Doctor: Will this cube be free anytime soon?
David: Here, there's -- there's an empty cubicle right down there.
Kelly: Great. Thank you.
Doctor: This way.
David: Look, you can sign out at the desk after you've gotten dressed, all right?
David: I'm releasing Babe.
Krystal: From one misery to a worse one. Listen, David, I can't stop you from telling Bianca about that baby --
David: Her baby.
Krystal: But just give me fair warning before you spill, ok, so I can hustle Babe out of town.
David: Out of town?
Krystal: Yeah, and out of the line of fire. I mean, you want me to sit around and watch her get tarred and feathered? How many hits can she take? She gave birth to her son, and she'll never set her eyes on him again or never cradle him in her arms again. She can't take a public beating on top of that, not to mention watching her marriage go up in smoke.
David: Well, you can do what you've always done, Krystal -- you can cover for her.
Krystal: Yeah. I tried that, didn't I, with you, and she wouldn't go for it. Babe is no saint, but she's not going to lie to Bianca and to her husband just to save herself. So I am begging you, David, please, just tell me -- tell me before you pull the pin. I'll take Babe, I'll take her somewhere. You'll never have to see us again. How's that for your happy ending?
Bianca: Thank you for helping me deal.
Reggie: Now, you sure you're ok?
Bianca: Yeah. Not everybody gets a happy ending. I understand that.
Reggie: They're overrated, anyway. We don't even want to go there.
Bianca: Well, doesn't mean that you can't hope.
Reggie: Yeah, especially if you have fight that evil troll to get to the princess.
Bianca: Well, it helps when the evil troll isn't the chief of police. I have to visit Babe. Do you want to come?
Reggie: Thanks, but I have to go carpe some diem.
Danielle: My soul is shackled. My heart's in lockdown.
Derek: Danielle --
Danielle: If you're going to treat me like a prisoner, go ahead, bring it on. Book me, lock me up, throw me in solitary -- whatever you have to do. It's what I deserve, right?
Derek: We've got a picnic to go to.
Danielle: I'd rather do the hard labor.
Derek: Well, you know what? Young lady, if you keep pushing me --
Danielle: What? You'll what, take away my privileges? No furlough for good behavior? Oh, well. I guess I'll have to stay here and miss the picnic and all those nasty little ants.
Derek: You want to step in here?
Livia: Oh, you already stepped in it.
Derek: I am not being unreasonable, sweetheart.
Danielle: No, you're just being judge, jury, and mad-dog executioner.
Derek: Tell her about Terence.
Livia: Excuse me? I don't think so.
Derek: Go ahead, she's old enough.
Livia: It's my story to tell, and I don't choose to.
Danielle: Come on, Aunt Livia, what don't I know about my cuz?
Derek: Please, Livia. Maybe you can reach her.
Livia: I was about your age when I had Terence.
Livia: Really. Lucas and I were not ready to be parents and he ran off -- and I am not saying that's going to happen to you.
Danielle: Not hardly. Didn't y'all have birth control back then?
Danielle: Didn't your school teach you how to use it, or did you skip class?
Livia: That is not really the point.
Danielle: Well, I saved my last pop quiz. I'll show it to you, everything you need to know -- condoms, pills, patches. I've got the lowdown.
Livia: That really won't be necessary.
Danielle: But you got to go with the condoms -- no babies and no STDs.
Derek: What about "just say no"?
Danielle: Well, that's always an option, but you got to be realistic, Daddy.
Derek: Dani, we don't need the crash course in sex education.
Danielle: I know what I'm talking about. I pulled an A.
Derek: Well, then maybe next year you can use all that brainpower toward improving that C in math.
Danielle: I'll have plenty of time in solitary.
Derek: Lucky for you I'm going to spring you. You're going to that picnic, and that's an order.
Danielle: Why, so you can keep me under surveillance?
Derek: So you can have wholesome fun with family and friends.
Danielle: So I can scare all the kiddies with my chain gang style? Not unless Aunt Livia has a hacksaw buried in the macaroni salad.
Derek: You know, I want to put all of this behind us. Dani, please, come to the park, enjoy the food that your aunt's made. Maybe we'll get a kite. You used to like that when you were little.
Danielle: Forget it. No justice, no peace! I'm ready! Take me away!
Livia: Can I have a word?
Derek: Oh, now you want to talk?
Derek: Oh, hold -- hold the phone, hold the phone! Listen, young lady, if that's Reggie, you'd better believe you're going to go into maximum security!
Derek: Who is it? Show me the Caller ID.
Danielle: See? It's Michelle.
Danielle: Hi, Michelle. Hold on a sec.
Danielle: Do you mind? I am allowed one phone call.
Derek: Well, make it short.
Danielle: While you're up, can you get me some bread and water? Finally. I thought they'd never leave.
Reggie: Who? Where are you, and what's up with "Michelle"?
Danielle: I'm so genius, and Daddy's clueless. I put myself under arrest.
Reggie: And that's the genius part? So when does the stupid part kick in?
Danielle: Listen, Chief Daddy won't let me talk to you, so I had to program your number under the name "Michelle."
Reggie: And you couldn't find me a better name?
Danielle: He was so ready to bust us when you called. But he can't really do anything if I'm just talking to my girlfriend, right? So, Michelle, I had a really great time last night.
Reggie: Yeah, so did I. You think you can get away?
Danielle: The only place I'm going is a holding cell, but it sure beats that snorable family picnic my dad wants me to go to.
Reggie: Do it. Yeah, yeah, yeah, go to it. I want you to go to the picnic.
Danielle: No, it's going to be so boring, plus it's what my dad wants, and I'm not giving in.
Reggie: Well, that's what I want, too.
Danielle: Really? Why?
Reggie: Do you trust me?
Danielle: You know I do.
Reggie: So I think it's time to plan a little prison break.
Bianca: David, what is it? Tell me it's not Babe. Tell me that Bess is going to get her mother back. Please.
Doctor: It's just a touch of colic, Mrs. Buchanan. If you switch to a soy-based formula for your son, it shouldn't be a problem.
Kelly: Thank you. You must think I'm one of those overprotective mothers.
Doctor: Yeah, well, show me a new mother who isn't. You guys can check out right over here.
Kelly: Great. Thank you.
J.R.: So I'm going to go ahead and get you checked out. All right.
Krystal: Ok. You got your purse.
Krystal: You all set?
Babe: Hope so.
J.R.: Wow, that's a cute baby! What's his name?
J.R.: Oh. Hey, Ace! How you doing, buddy? I got a daughter at home named Bess, and she is just as good-looking as you are. Hey, honey? You got to come check out this little dude. He is one heartbreaker.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Livia: Bobby's disappeared.
Tad: Maybe we should talk about what you can do for your brand-new daughter. Walk away and don't look back.
J.R.: We have enough money and power to destroy Babe.
Adam: That baby is ours, and we're going to keep her.
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