All My Children Transcript Friday 8/13/04
Proofread by Gisele
Tad: It's great. Derek? What's this?
Derek: Looks like he's shaking your boy down.
Tad: Well, we better do something and fast, because if he does, he'll find the wire.
Jamie: Turns out you're even dumber than I thought.
Seth: All right, I was out of cigarettes. I didn't want to wake you.
Jamie: Yeah, I've never touched the stuff. I'm not into dying young. I try to avoid a lot of stupid things, you know, like making deals with Chandlers. Talk about getting burned.
Seth: All right, would you shut up already? You sound like a broken record.
Jamie: Hey, you better get used to it, because we're going to be hanging out for a really long time.
Seth: No, my deal is six months and I'm out, less time served. The judge? He's going to sign off on it next week. I'm just going to be a memory, pretty boy. You? Yeah, you're going to be somebody else's playmate.
Jamie: Yeah, I know what the judge has in store for you -- minimum 10 years for dealing. It's amazing what a briefcase full of cash and the Chandler influence can buy, especially when they decide you're dispensable.
Seth: Would you shut up!
Jamie: You need to get a grip, Seth. Did you ever try meditation? You sit there, close your eyes, and repeat your mantra -- "I'm a sucker. I'm a sucker."
Seth: Would you shut up already! Shut up!
Jamie: Come on, Seth, try it. "I'm a sucker."
Brooke: Why is Jamie taunting him? Seth could go after him at any second without even thinking twice.
Tad: No, no, no, no, no. Look, he knows there's a better chance he'll say something incriminating if he's losing his cool.
Brooke: I know that's part of the plan, all right? I just --
Tad: Shh. Take it easy, all right? We've been watching this monitor all night. Jamie's doing a good job.
Derek: Yeah, but Phelps isn't biting. Ah, this guy's got a nasty streak.
Brooke: I mean, look at him. You'd see him on the street, this clean-cut kid. You'd let him help your mother with your groceries or, you know, change a flat tire if you were stuck. How do you know anymore?
Tad: You don't. You just have to be very, very careful.
Brooke: You hear that, Jamie? You be careful.
Derek: I don't like the hair trigger on this guy.
Tad: Backup's still in place, right?
Tad: Good, because I'm not about to risk my son's health even if he is doing a good job.
Derek: But I might pull Jamie in a couple of seconds.
Tad: No, no, no, no, you got to give him time, Derek. He's got this guy where we want him.
Brooke: Well, what else does he need to do?
Tad: He just needs a little push. Derek, can I use your tie?
Derek: What? My tie?
Tad: Yeah, yeah, I'm going to need a pair of glasses and your briefcase.
Bianca: Well, J.R., I was just saying hello to my goddaughter. I was shopping and I saw a really cute outfit that I knew would look great on her, so I bought it and I brought it over.
J.R.: I'm sorry. That was very nice of you.
Bianca: J.R., I thought that you were cool with me being around Bess now.
J.R.: We are -- I am. You know what? Why don't you have a seat. I feel like everything is crashing down on me all at once.
Bianca: Well, I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?
J.R.: No, no, no -- unless -- has Babe talked to you about Jamie?
Bianca: What do you mean?
J.R.: You tell me.
Bianca: I know that she's really upset about what happened about you two falling out.
J.R.: Well, there's a lot of accusations that have been flying around about what really went down. She's been feeling it, everybody's being pulled in a million directions. I just never actually thought that she'd --
Bianca: What? J.R., are you and Babe having problems?
J.R.: But that's why I've been asking you. You know, this really isn't very easy for me. I just -- I just thought that --
J.R.: She's been pretty upset with everyone lately. But this morning, in bed --
Bianca: You know what, J.R.? This really isn't any of my business.
J.R.: I reached out to her and she pulled away. My wife -- my wife -- she doesn't want me touching her. Why? And I don't know what I'd do if I lost Babe, Bianca.
Krystal: Babe, there's a whole lot of ugly piling up against that boy. Now, I don't want to believe it either, but --
Babe: Well, I'm glad to hear that. Then you can help me prove that he's innocent.
Krystal: We , that's easier said than done, because a lot of people are working real hard to prove he's guilty.
Krystal: And Jamie.
Babe: Well, Jamie is in jail, and if he's done everything that J.R. says that he's done, maybe he should be there.
Krystal: Look -- let's sit down. Honey, nobody, nobody is supposed to know this, and you can't tell a soul.
Babe: Spill it, Mama.
Krystal: Jamie got himself locked up on purpose, ok? He is in the same cell as that lowlife drug dealer.
Krystal: To get him to confess, to incriminate J.R. Honey, Jamie has put his life on the line to clear his name, and according to Tad, what Jamie wants most is to protect you.
Babe: No, I don't believe it. You know what? Tad -- he would say anything to get Jamie off the hook.
Krystal: No, no, you know Tad. He would never do something like that.
Babe: Well, then, it's got to be Jamie. He's probably trying to pull a fast one trying to get that dealer to lie for him!
Krystal: Honey, there is only one reason why the police would agree to let Jamie do something like this. They've got to believe that it's possible that J.R. is involved.
Ryan: Small town, huh?
Ethan: What are you doing here?
Ryan: Same as you -- they're pulling the Cambias files right now.
Ethan: Thank you for saving me the trouble.
Ryan: Well, don't thank me just yet, because if you are, you know, pulling a con, then I would recommend you start packing, because I will shut you down, and I'll make sure that you do time for all my trouble.
Ethan: I thought in this country you were innocent until proven guilty.
Ryan: Yeah, well, a little evidence would be nice.
Ethan: Birth certificate, letter from my mother -- dying words of the woman who raised me. That's enough evidence for me. But I'll get you more proof.
Ryan: Well, I can't wait to see it.
Ethan: You seem to know a thing or two about con games.
Ryan: Yeah, well, I don't like to brag.
Ethan: Is that how you got my grandfather to put you in his will? Conning a sick old man?
Ryan: You didn't even know your grandfather. He could smell a grift a mile away. You know, and let's just say for one second that you are for real. When Alexander Cambias was on his deathbed, I promised him that I would honor the terms of his will, and after he was gone, I understood what that meant -- a flesh-and-blood grandchild would be first in line to inherit everything, and I'll swear to you just as I swore to him that I will honor that if a genuine grandchild appears.
Ethan: That very easy to say.
Ryan: Well, ask around, because I've already done it once. I signed everything over to Miranda Montgomery, Michael Cambias' child. I don't know if you heard, but she was conceived when Michael Cambias raped her mother. The Cambias fortune was hers until the day she died, which just happened to be the same day she was born.
Ethan: I read about it in my research -- the trial, the accusations. I had hoped it wasn't true.
Ryan: Well, it was true, all of it. Michael Cambias was a monster.
Kendall: Michael Cambias had a brother, and I need to know if he ever had a son named Ethan.
Zach: The young Brit who showed up at your company meeting.
Kendall: How do you know that?
Zach: Ah, come on. A good poker player never shows his hand. You know that.
Kendall: Thank you. Yeah, but you weren't even in the game.
Zach: Not much of a mystery. One of our board members is a pal of mine, and I had a little get-together at my house yesterday. And he told me what was going on at Cambias.
Kendall: Really? You had a little get-together, huh?
Kendall: I guess my invitation must have gotten lost in the mail.
Zach: Well, whoever was responsible will be shot.
Kendall: Yes, please, yeah --
Zach: I'll take care of that.
Kendall: Take care of that. And in the meantime, you can tell me which board member it was.
Zach: Well, you know I'm not going to do that.
Kendall: Well, here I was worrying you had the whole town wired for sound.
Zach: Now, about this kid. I don't think it's going to be that hard to prove that he's a fake.
Kendall: Oh, no, no, no. I want to prove Ethan�s for real.
J.R.: Do you think that it's possible that Babe really believes all the trash that people have been saying about me?
Bianca: J.R. Babe has been thing but loyal to you this whole time. I wouldn't take one incident and blow it out of --
J.R.: No, but there's more. We were in bed and she rolled over to hug me. She called me Jamie. I know.
Bianca: You know what? J.R., Babe's the one that you should really be talking to.
J.R.: Yeah, but I'm afraid of what the answer's going to be. I swear to God, Bianca, I'm really scared.
Babe: J.R.! J.R., it's getting worse.
Krystal: Babe, stop. Now, that was between us.
Babe: Jamie is in the exact same jail cell as Seth Phelps.
Krystal: Babe, please!
Babe: Mama, please! You can't ask me not to tell him this! J.R., he has been planted there by Tad and the cops. They're all out to get you.
Jamie: Been using drugs yourself, Seth? You look like you're about ready to climb the walls. Don't you know better than to dip into the merchandise?
Seth: I don't use.
Jamie: Then what are you so worked up about?
Seth: I don't like your face, and I'll rearrange it for you if you don't shut up.
Jamie: Oh, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. That's 12th-grade Shakespeare, but that's probably a little above your level, isn't it?
Tad: Thank you. Is one of you gentlemen Mr. -- Mr. Phelps? A Seth Phelps?
Seth: Yeah. So what?
Tad: Mr. Phelps. My name is Thaddeus J. Darrow. Hi. I'm your new attorney.
Ethan: Michael Cambias was murdered.
Ryan: Killed in self-defense.
Ethan: According to?
Ryan: Fact. Shot dead while attacking the same woman that he raped. She actually was pregnant the second time that he attacked her. Half the town would have been happy to pull the trigger.
Ethan: Oh, including you?
Ryan: You know what? If you happen to come across Bianca Montgomery, you might want to take it easy on her because she's already been through enough hell because of your uncle. I call him that to prove to you that I can give you the benefit of the doubt.
Ethan: Soon, Ryan, there will be no doubt.
Ryan: Oh. Well, the tissue samples were destroyed by the medical examiner months ago, but his DNA sample is still here in the system, so what they're going to do is they're going to pull that and compare it to your DNA, and then we'll know for sure.
Officer: The files you need are not in the computer.
Ryan: The Michael Cambias files are missing?
Officer: Leave your numbers in case they show up again.
Ryan: You got be kidding me. This is unbelievable.
Ethan: You really had me going there. You're a bloody liar! That's why you were already here when I arrived. What exactly were you doing at this computer terminal, huh? You have friends inside the department? Did they do you a favor? Or did you bribe them with my grandfather's money -- my inheritance? I can't believe they let you delete files that could prove who I am!
Ryan: No, it's funny because I was just about to accuse you of the same thing, because if you are a con, then you would have to delete the files that prove that you're not a Cambias.
Ethan: I'll find more proof, Ryan. You can't make it all just disappear.
Ryan: You see, I don't want to. I'm not really sure how to make this kind of sink in here, but if you're telling the truth, then we want the same thing. Now, where did you go?
Zach: Clear something up for me here. Do you actually believe that this Ethan is a Cambias, or are you just hoping that he is?
Kendall: Does it matter?
Zach: There was a clause in old Cambias' will, wasn't there?
Kendall: Yep, you're getting warm.
Zach: And that's why Lavery signed over the whole estate to Bianca's baby, right?
Zach: So if Ethan is for real --
Kendall: Then Ryan loses Cambias and everything. Get it now?
Zach: Would you like some more coffee?
Kendall: I'll take a little bit, sure.
Zach: What kind of proof does he have?
Kendall: Well, enough to make us all sit up and take notice.
Zach: Like what, like a long-lost birth certificate, something like that?
Kendall: Wow, you don't miss much, do you? Also, a letter from a woman named Hannah Nichols. Now, even ignoring how wonderfully miserable this would make Ryan, I honestly think this guy is for real.
Kendall: Well, because if he were a fake, he would have been better prepared. And then there was this voice. There was something in his voice that connected him to it.
Zach: Maybe he's just a good actor.
Kendall: No. Ethan was more -- he was more real. He was raw. He's not about the money.
Zach: Hmm. So he was ready to just walk away from the whole estate?
Kendall: No. But you can tell, this poor guy is lost. I mean, he's looking for who he is. This is someone who's spent his whole life with a family and then found out that he wasn't part of the family at all. It was all a big lie. The only way to have his own life now is to find out who he really is. Wait till he finds out no one wants him in this life, either.
Zach: Why do I get the feeling that you know exactly where he's coming from?
Seth: No, no, no, who the hell are you?
Derek: Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me Tad didn't say what I heard him say.
Brooke: He said he was Seth's attorney.
Derek: Yeah, well, he was supposed to be Jamie's attorney. I never would have let him go in there otherwise.
Brooke: That's why he didn't tell you, Derek. He was protecting you.
Derek: Well, he can get into real trouble. I don't know what he's trying to prove.
Brooke: That he loves his son.
Tad: Right here and right now you're working with me, ok?
Seth: I -- no! I want my real lawyer.
Tad: I am your real lawyer.
Seth: Where is Arch Madden?
Tad: Mr. Phelps, while your case is paramount amongst Mr. Madden's many concerns, he is involved in some very expensive litigation in California. That's why as a trusted associate he has temporarily put me in charge of you.
Seth: Fine. I'll just wait till he comes back.
Tad: Fine. I'll file for a postponement and see you some time after Christmas.
Seth: That's bull, that's bull. I'm supposed to be out way before that. I have a deal.
Tad: Nope. Mr. Phelps, what you have is a problem, a very big problem. Apparently, there is an issue with your plea bargain.
Seth: What? What -- what problem?
Tad: Mainly, it's veracity. Your honesty is being called into question. In the interests of fair play, the prosecution feels that your deal is solely contingent on you telling the truth, on your testimony being 100% truthful.
Seth: You calling me a liar?
Tad: No. Let's go over it one more time. I'm calling you my client. The prosecution is calling you a liar, or they are about to. Your story's starting to come apart at the edges, sir.
Jamie: Good old J.R. -- didn't even miss a beat.
Seth: You shut up!
Tad: The police have the sworn statements of two people that can contradict your timeline. Apparently, the drug deal went down at some other time what you said it did, which automatically calls into question your implication of a Mr. Martinez -- Martini -- Martin. In addition, you should know there are confirmed telephone records that indicate that the tip that resulted in your arrest originated at the Chandler mansion.
Jamie: You sweating yet, Seth?
Babe: Are you telling me that it doesn't even bother you the tiniest bit that Jamie's trying to get Seth to narc on you?
J.R.: Babe, there's nothing that Seth could say to hurt me. I'm more worried about what he could do to Jamie in there and that Jamie's this desperate.
Babe: So you really mean it? There's absolutely nothing that Seth could say that would get you in trouble?
J.R.: Yeah, Babe. What's up with this? What's with the third degree?
Babe: Well, it's just that if the cops agreed to let Jamie go in undercover, it means that they believe you could be guilty, too.
J.R.: So Jamie's in a panic. He asked his dad to pull a few strings with his bud chief Frye, so suddenly you got me convicted and sent away?
Babe: No, I never said that, I swear it.
Krystal: Don't you blame this on Babe.
J.R.: Listen -- there's nothing to worry about. This is just another lame attempt by Jamie to hurt you and me again.
Babe: I just hate that everyone's attacking you.
J.R.: Then have faith in me, Babe, because that's what's going to get us through. You with me?
Babe: Of course.
J.R.: Ok. I'm counting on it. I've got a lot of work to do. Don't worry about this. I'm not worried about it, either. All right? There's daddy's little sweetheart, huh? Take care of my girls.
Krystal: Honey, what is wrong with you? Running in here and telling J.R. after I asked you not to?
Babe: I had to do it.
Krystal: Honey, Tad told me to keep this a secret. You could be putting Jamie in real danger.
Babe: I had to see J.R.'s reaction.
Krystal: Well, I think he covered pretty good. I'll give him that.
Babe: So, what, you still think that he's lying?
Krystal: I'm not convinced.
Babe: Mama! God --
Bianca: Neither am I.
Kendall: Well, mine's a long story and you're a very busy man.
Zach: I'll make time for you.
Kendall: All right. Well, then, I will give you the crib notes. When I first came to Pine Valley, no one held a parade for me, either. Would have been nice if someone, anyone offered a helping hand.
Zach: Oh, so all this in the interest of neighborly what --
Kendall: Well, I will help Ethan prove he is who he says he is even if he doesn't want my help.
Zach: Ok. I'll have my people dig into his past. Consider me the helping hand that you never got.
Kendall: Thank you. I will look over these and make sure everything is good for the fundraiser. I'm sure with your impeccable taste it will be a great success.
Zach: Kendall? If Ryan loses Cambias, he'll be penniless.
Kendall: Like a pauper.
Zach: Is that what you want? You want him to lose all of it?
Kendall: Yep, every little thing.
Zach: Well, I'll give you an answer one way or the other.
Bianca: It's just that he was trying so hard to convince me, Babe, that you and Jamie might have something going on behind his back.
Babe: But we don't, I swear it.
Bianca: I know that.
Babe: Why would he even say something like that?
Bianca: Oh, because you've been distant lately, because when he tries to touch you, you pull away.
Babe: That's not even true.
Krystal: Babe is the most loving, devoted wife.
Bianca: Yeah, I know. That's my point. Babe, I know that I've defended J.R. to you time and time again, but he's changed. I don't know if it's just the stress of everything that's going on, but when he stood right here and tried to convince me to doubt you, I knew right then I don't believe a word he says.
Tad: Well, that's about everything. I'll do what I can and get back to you.
Seth: All right, so what's the plan?
Tad: The plan is you need a new plea, Mr. Phelps, because this one's going south real quick.
Seth: So we could still cut a deal?
Tad: Hopefully. That's my job. If not, I should be able to get you off in eight to ten.
Seth: Ok, eight to ten months. That's not so bad.
Tad: No -- eight to ten years, Mr. Phelps, years, unless you've got a lot bigger bargaining chips left to play. I'll be in touch.
Jamie: I'll tell you what your mistake was, Seth. After J.R. paid you off, you should have headed to Mexico within the hour. That's what made him tip off the cops. If you weren't going to leave on your own steam, he was going to make sure you were out of the way himself. And then he used you to take me down. You have nobody to blame but yourself. Instead of sitting on Rosarita Beach drinking 'ritas while watching the sunset, you're headed halfway to Statesville. You screwed up but good, buddy.
Tad: Did it work? He say anything?
Derek: Are you insane?
Tad: I'll take that as a no.
Derek: You know that whole little scenario you just played out was --
Tad: I know! I got it, Derek! Did it work?
Brooke: Not yet, but it's making this guy sweat.
Derek: Do you guys even care that it's inadmissible in court?
Tad: Frankly, no. The only thing I care about is Jamie's freedom. If you want to build a case against Seth or J.R., that's your problem.
Brooke: I'm with Tad.
Derek: Well, thanks for your help.
Tad: Look, Derek, I'm sorry. Really, I am, ok? But if this kid says anything, anything at all resembling the truth, the whole case falls apart.
Derek: Oh, no.
Tad: What the hell is he doing in there?
J.R.: Hello, Jamie. I came to see how you're doing, little brother.
Jamie: What do you want?
J.R.: I was worried about you when I found out you were in here.
Seth: Oh, what about me, Chandler? Huh? You losing any sleep over me?
J.R.: Hardly. Besides, the word is you're going to be a free man very soon.
Seth: Says who?
J.R.: Says your attorney, Mr. Madden. He subpoenaed me. We did an interview. Tells me you cut some sort of deal. You're going to be getting out of here with little more than time served.
Seth: Are you sure?
Jamie: Well, if you believe that.
J.R.: Hey, I didn't hear anybody going back on it.
Tad: J.R.'s trying to put the lid back on.
Derek: Look, I got to get him out of there.
Tad: No, no. Derek, you can't. After all this, you'll blow the whole thing apart.
Seth: So how come some goofball came here telling me he's my new attorney and that the plea bargain is off the table?
J.R.: Sounds like you're being set up bigtime.
Jamie: Or somebody's doing damage control.
J.R.: Hey, if you don't believe me, pick up the phone, call Madden yourself. He'll tell you what's what. Don't be bugging me about it.
Jamie: "I'm a sucker, I'm a sucker."
Seth: I'm not going down for this long-term!
J.R.: I don't think you will. It sounds like it's a done deal, that is if you don't screw it up. So, Jamie, what's going on? How come you jumped bail?
Jamie: Well, like my roommate here, I found out the hard way that you'll stop at nothing to get rid of anyone in your way. I just wasn't fast enough, and this one -- he wasn't smart enough to see it coming. Isn't that right, Seth? Go ahead -- buy into everything J.R.'s saying. I'll be telling you "told you so" for the next eight to ten.
J.R.: Now, Jamie, you know that's not --
Seth: If you double-crossed me, I'll tell them everything! You're the one who bought the pills, you're the one who paid me off to lie and nail Martin here, all right? You're the one who hired the hot-shot attorney to get me this deal, and if the deal's not happening, you're the one who's going down, not me! You got me?
Derek: Yes! Got it!
Brooke: My God, he did it. He pulled it off.
Jonathan: I'll let him know as soon as he gets back in. Thank you. Bye. So how'd it go? Did you get the info?
Ryan: Turns out the little Cambias wannabe did some checking up on his own.
Jonathan: He was there?
Jonathan: Ok. So this dude's running a scam. Ryan, I've got your back on this. If he tries to take your money, he's going through me first.
Ryan: All right, thank you, Hockett, but it is what it is. If the guy's legit, then the money's his.
Jonathan: He's not legit! I'll prove it!
Ryan: Ok! Why don't we just relax for a second.
Jonathan: I've screwed things up for you twice. I'm not going to let it happen again.
Ryan: I don't blame you.
Jonathan: I blame me! The whole reason the board's breathing down your back right now is because of me. They're ripe for any excuse to get rid of you.
Ryan: Just don't do anything to make it worse, ok? The truth will come out one way or another.
Jonathan: Listen, all I'm saying is get this guy before he gets you. I've already got two guys in London checking this joker out.
Ryan: Tell me something, Jonathan. How good are you at hacking?
Jonathan: Why? You want me to break into this guy's hard drive?
Ryan: No. No, it looks like somebody broke into the police department's database and erased all of the Michael Cambias files from his DNA down to his fingerprints. Now, you wouldn't have done something like that, would you, Jonathan?
Zach: You looking for someone?
Ethan: My uncle.
Zach: What's his name?
Ethan: You work here?
Zach: I'm just asking.
Ethan: I'll know when I see it.
Zach: Glad to help.
Ethan: Who are you? Why do you care?
Zach: I'm just making conversation, my friend. Didn't mean to trespass on your grief.
Ethan: Grief? I didn't even know the guy.
Zach: That's too bad.
Ethan: From what I've heard, maybe it's just as well.
Zach: It's a shame the dead can't defend themselves. Make the truth a lot more interesting.
Jonathan: You can't seriously believe I hacked into the police computer system.
Ryan: Somebody did, and you seem to be willing to do worse.
Jonathan: Yeah -- except for the fact that I'm the most enormous idiot when it comes to computers. I'm hopeless. But I don't mind telling you, I wish I could have done it. I love the idea.
Ryan: I'm not sure it was so smart.
Jonathan: Are you kidding? Hey, now, even if the files show up, who's to say that they weren't tampered with? I mean, now the burden of proof is on him.
Ryan: We're going to get the truth sooner or later, all right? If the guy is for real, then this is his company.
Jonathan: We're not just talking about you losing your business, Ry. What about your marriage?
Ryan: What about it?
Jonathan: Call me crazy, but if there's no company, there's no reason for you two to stay married, right?
Jonathan: So, here's the scenario. This -- this guy Ethan manages to convince whomever that he's a Cambias through and through. He gets the company and Fusion. And as far as Greenlee knows, your marriage was and is purely business. So what's to stop her from taking off when this bites the dust? It's your marriage. Do you want it to be real or not?
Babe: I am absolutely positive that I never called Jamie's name out in my sleep. I have never done any of the things that J.R. said.
Bianca: Well, I didn't think so. Look, I've known J.R. for a really long time, but I got to agree with your mother here. I think he's hiding something.
Krystal: You know, you could just tell with certain men. It's like he's trailing sand behind him to cover his tracks.
Babe: Do you think that he's drugging me?
Krystal: I'm afraid it might be true.
Bianca: I'm so sorry, Babe. I don't want to think that the father of your child could do anything like this to you.
Babe: Mama, if it's true, every single thing that we've done for --
Krystal: I know. I know, Babe. I know.
Seth: I'm not going down!
Jamie: Let go of him!
J.R.: Don't be stupid!
Seth: If you double-cross me, I swear to God I'm going to kill you!
Jamie: Nobody threatens my brother, you lowlife piece of trash!
Seth: Nobody messes with me!
Jamie: Keep your filthy hands off of him!
Tad: Get him out of there, Derek! Get him out of there now!
Derek: Ok, let's move on cell block two! Right now!
Seth: You lying son of a bitch. You set me up! Ugh!
Brooke: Jamie? Jamie?
Seth: Nobody messes with me.
Brooke: Oh! Oh, God! Oh!
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Greenlee: I'm prepared to give you lots of lovely money to take a flying leap back over the Atlantic.
Tad: If anything happens to my son, I will tear your heart out.
Babe: Are Tad and Jamie and David -- are they all right about you? Did you drug me?
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