All My Children Transcript Monday 11/8/04
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Maria: Wait a minute, you called him to come get me? Like I'm some sack of dirty laundry that you want to dump?
Edmund: Dirty laundry -- that's Freudian. Actually, I called Zach to kick this to the next level. We're getting divorced.
Maria: No, like hell we are.
Edmund: God knows why she's fighting so hard to stick with me when she wants you. I called you to do what I can't do -- get her out of here.
Krystal: You don't think I'm just as scared for those kids as you are?
David: Then how could you have signed off on Babe and Jamie kidnapping Ace? How long do you think before the Feds run them down?
Krystal: I think they got a decent head start.
David: Kidnapping is a federal offense, Krystal. We're talking APBs dragnets, roadblocks, even air patrols!
Krystal: Jamie is with Babe. There's a lot of his daddy in him.
David: Oh, please! My daughter's on the lam with Tad Martin in training wheels. In what world is that reassuring?
Krystal: Jamie is going to protect Babe and her son, believe me.
David: Oh, yeah? How? By leading the police on a high-speed freeway chase?
Krystal: He's savvy enough to stick to the back roads. He's going to take it slow. He's going to be careful.
David: I don't believe what I'm hearing. You're -- you're acting like Babe just went out on her first date!
Krystal: You weren't there on her first date, I was. But let me tell you something -- I didn't even break a sweat because I taught her how to take care of herself.
David: No, this was definitely not the course to take.
Krystal: David, Babe is the all-time youth division champ of the fast getaway. No one catches her unless she wants them to.
Jamie: All right, be cool. I can deal with this.
Babe: Ok. I've got your back.
Jamie: Something wrong, Officer?
Officer: You know what's wrong, son.
Bianca: Tad, is this the last sight you ever expected? This little girl back in my arms again? It's ok. J.R. knows.
Tad: Well, that's why I'm here. To talk to J.R. and make sure that things were put right. Bianca, I don't -- I don't know what to say, really, other than that I'm truly sorry that it took so long. But at least it's over and you know.
Bianca: What's over? What am I supposed to know?
Erica: J.R., that letter. I presume it's for Bianca. Hand it over. How did you get in here?
J.R.: I broke in to steal this.
Erica: Well, what is it?
J.R.: It's from Babe to tell Bianca that she's gone for good, and that Bess is really Miranda.
David: Exactly how long do you think they're going to last with the Lieutenant Governor's child in their back seat?
Krystal: It's not the Lieutenant Governor's child. Ace belongs to Babe.
David: The police don't know that! And they're not going to stop and ask questions before they throw our daughter up against a car and then knee her to the ground at gunpoint!
Krystal: All right, all right, would you just stop with the worst-case scenario what-ifs? If Babe and Jamie get caught --
David: No, it's not if, it's when.
Krystal: If Babe and Jamie get caught, we'll have them do a DNA test on Ace. That'll clear Babe and Jamie.
David: No DNA test is going to clear them now, not with the crimes they've hooked themselves into.
Krystal: What do you mean, the crimes? Apart from Babe taking her own son, what can they accuse her of?
David: The letters that Babe wrote are going to land her in more trouble than she's already in. Look, I've got to do damage control.
Krystal: Damage control? What in -- David!
Officer: License and registration?
Jamie: Yeah, got it right here. Registration, license. Here you go.
Officer: Bradley Anderson?
Jamie: Yeah, and this is my wife, Kate.
Jamie: Is there something wrong, Officer?
Officer: You got your vehicle here parked on a blind curve. Any car could come right around the corner and smash right into you.
Jamie: Yeah, you're right. I didn't even think about it.
Officer: I threw down a couple cones as a warning. Car trouble?
Jamie: No, the car's fine. It's just the baby started fussing, and we figured he was hungry, so we pulled right over and fed him.
Babe: See, he's our first. We're in tune to every giggle and cry. Yes, we are.
Jamie: Come on, honey, little James here rules our world.
Babe: Oh, sweetie, I would not have it any other way.
Officer: So you folks are from out of town?
Jamie: Yeah, just headed south.
Babe: Yeah, we just decided to pull up stakes and just start a new life someplace else.
Jamie: So we packed up and took off.
Babe: Oh. Hi. Yeah, it looks like it's Brad and Kate and Baby James' excellent adventure, isn't it, baby boy?
Jamie: My wife and I have had a bunch of rough spots, but I feel like the roughest ones are behind us.
Babe: Amen and hallelujah to that.
J.R.: You see, this letter is classic Babe, trying to nuke as many lives as she can before she hits the road with my brother.
Erica: But Bess is really Miranda?
J.R.: No, no, that's just another one of Babe's monster lies to make my life hell. She knew that she was never going to get Bess, so she cooked up this insane story to stick it to me where it hurts most. Never mind the collateral damage.
Erica: And she just thought she'd get away with it without proof?
J.R.: It's sick, I know. I mean, using her best friend -- the memory of her dead baby. Yeah, I got a letter like this one last night. I just wanted to spare Bianca the inconvenience.
Erica: Really? When did you start caring about Bianca's feelings?
J.R.: Since we were kids. You know, she is Bess' godmother.
Erica: A godmother you banished from Bess' life.
J.R.: All right, I probably deserve that. But not anymore. Bianca is actually with Bess, watching over her right now.
Erica: So you could break in here and steal a letter that was meant for Bianca's eyes only. Well, that sounds like something Adam would do, for his own selfish purposes.
J.R.: I am a single dad. The only thing I'm selfish of is loving and protecting my daughter the best way that I know how.
Erica: By turning into your father?
J.R.: Question my methods, not my motives, Erica. I mean, all I know is Bianca doesn't deserve to have her hopes raised and slammed down just because Babe's trying to punish me.
Erica: How do you know that Babe's letter isn't true, and that Bianca's baby survived that helicopter crash?
J.R.: Tad had exactly the same idea soon after the crash. That's where Babe found out that Paul Cramer could have switched the babies. But Tad had a DNA test done.
Erica: A DNA test? Did Bianca know?
J.R.: No, Tad didn't tell anyone. I didn't find out till way after the fact myself. But that test confirmed two things -- that Babe is a world-class liar and that Bess is really my child.
Bianca: Tad, how many times do I have to ask you? What are you talking about?
Tad: I'm a little confused here. My thoughts are a little scrambled, and maybe you can help me out.
Bianca: Well, I guess it must be a shock to find me alone here with my little angel girl.
Tad: Your little angel?
Bianca: I swear, J.R. left her with me.
Tad: Sweetheart, I believe you. I just -- I can't -- Bianca, you know that Babe is gone, right?
Bianca: Yeah. She left town with Jamie.
Tad: Right. Well, under the circumstances, I wouldn't blame you if you hated her for what she did.
Bianca: Hated her? I miss her already. But I know that she felt like she had to do something out of love for this little girl.
Tad: Um -- Bianca, when -- when Babe left town, she wrote some letters.
Bianca: Well, I know J.R. got one.
Tad: Yeah, did he tell you what was in it?
Bianca: He called it a pack of lies. He said that Babe was just out to destroy him.
Tad: But he didn't tell you what those lies were?
Bianca: No, but he seemed pretty upset by them. Actually, it was -- it was kind of weird. I mean, one minute, J.R. was yelling at me that I couldn't have Bess. And then the next, he handed her to me. He actually said that he wanted me to be a mother figure for Bess, to really be a part of her life, and -- and then he left her with me. It was a big turnaround.
Tad: So you never got a letter from Babe yourself?
Bianca: No. I'm hoping that Babe calls or writes, or something. Tad, do you know what Babe wrote in that letter to J.R.?
Zach: Well, since we're all being blunt here -- I do love your wife.
Maria: Oh, please, don't do this.
Zach: No, it's all right.
Zach: I loved her from the moment I met her years ago in the desert, and I think she loved me, too. And then her old life came rushing back. Old life, old memories. Memories of you.
Edmund: Then you showed up again. Pine Valley.
Zach: Yeah. I never stood a second chance. Not that I didn't try. I did fight for her. And I would keep fighting, but she told me not to. She told me to back off because she doesn't want to lose you. She said goodbye to me. I lost her to you. If you don't believe that, if you're going to push her away, you're just a damn fool.
Bianca: Tad, if you know what Babe wrote to J.R., I wish you would tell me. I mean, what could Babe have said that would have gotten J.R. so riled up?
Tad: Oh, God. Bianca, I don't -- I just don't know that I have the right. On the other hand, now that I'm here --
Bianca: Now that you're here, what?
Tad: I just have to do this correctly.
Bianca: Well, you know you can tell me anything. You're the only one who didn't think that I was crazy for taking Bess, and I think that bonded us.
Tad: Yeah, I'd say that did it.
Bianca: So? Talk to me.
Tad: Wow, this is a -- it's a real first. For me, anyway. Tad Martin without anything to say. On the other hand, seeing you holding that baby -- nothing has ever looked so natural or felt so right.
Bianca: Well, Bess has always been a perfect fit.
Tad: Yeah. I'm not surprised. But maybe you should put her down for a few minutes so we can have a serious talk.
Bianca: Ok. Come on, sweetie.
Tad: Bianca, I think you should sit down.
Bianca: Tad, you're starting to scare me.
Tad: Please, I don't mean or want to frighten you. And there's no reason to be afraid because in the end it's really good news.
Bianca: But it's major?
Tad: Yeah. You could say it's been one of those days, and Babe made sure that J.R. knew it. You see, that's why he ran out of the house after he read the letter because he was hit in the face with a truth that he couldn't handle.
Bianca: What truth?
Tad: It's about the baby.
Edmund: If I'm a fool, so be it. Look, take her to your dream casita, your -- your future mother-in-law's house. I don't care, just get her out of here.
Maria: I'm not going anywhere, Edmund.
Zach: Is there anything I can do for you?
Maria: No, I just -- I'm so sorry that you got dragged into this. I am, and I just -- can you go, please? Can you go? Gone, ok? He's gone and I didn't go with him. Does that tell you what you wanted to know?
Edmund: You're going to hook up with him later.
Maria: Oh, my God.
Edmund: At the cemetery, the casino --
Maria: Got an answer for everything, right?
Edmund: The casita, the mausoleum.
Maria: You got an answer for me and for Zach! Answer me this then, please. What was that whole big performance about? Was that some sort of a test? Did I get an A for not going with him, or did you honestly think that Zach was going to jump at your offer and drag me out of here like some sort of caveman?
Edmund: This is not a test, Maria, this is real life, ok? Our marriage is over.
Maria: You know, I always knew you had it in you to be cruel, Edmund, but this is --
Edmund: I'm being cruel? I'm the cruel one? Why don't you go take comfort in another man's arms, all right? And this time you have my blessing.
Maria: You want your damned divorce, Edmund? You got it.
Erica: Let me understand this. Tad suspected that the babies had been switched?
J.R.: Yeah, because we came down so hard on the chopper pilot at the crash site. Cramer's butt was going to be in a sling if he killed my kid. Now, I don't blame Tad for being suspicious. In fact, God bless him. He and Joe are the ones who ran the test to confirm that Bess is mine.
Erica: I see.
J.R.: I mean, Babe is so desperate to get payback, she's claiming that Bess isn't Bess, that she's not mine just to gut me.
Erica: But to sign off on her own baby just to get back at you?
J.R.: She knew that she'd never get custody of Bess. She already gave up her rights. So she schemed a way to make sure that I lost, too. I can deal. But to rip Bianca apart like that, to make her think for a second that her baby is alive when all she has to do is talk to Joe, have him show her the DNA test. I couldn't do that. I couldn't do that to Bianca, watching her go through the process of losing Miranda all over again. Now, if we needed any more proof that Babe is unfit to be a mother or Bianca's friend, this is it.
Erica: You said that Joe Martin supervised this test?
J.R.: Yeah, and delivered it himself with zero margin for error. You can ask him.
Erica: How dare she. How dare Babe use my daughter as her own personal weapon!
Officer: Hey, there. Hello. Hi. Hello. Hey there, big fella. You going on a road trip with your mom and dad, huh?
Babe: You know, Brad, honey, we should probably be hitting the road.
Jamie: Yeah, you're right. We got a lot of miles to cover before sundown.
Officer: You tell your folks to slow down and enjoy the view. Life goes by quick enough without pressing the pedal to the metal, right?
Babe: So, do you have any children of your own, Officer?
Officer: Oh, I hope to. A whole squad car full, soon as I find the right woman to be Mrs. State Trooper Burnett.
Jamie: Well, yeah, they could all take turns running the siren.
Ofc. Burnett: Hey, would you mind if I held the big fella just for a second? I promise not to drop him.
Babe: Oh, sure. Of course.
Ofc. Burnett: Hey.
Babe: Of course. James loves to be held, don't you, baby?
Ofc. Burnett: Hey, you. Hey. Whoa! Oh, this young son's heavier than he looks, huh?
Babe: Hey, baby.
Ofc. Burnett: Oh, what are they feeding you, boy, huh?
Ofc. Burnett: Oh, I see linebacker in your future, huh? Oh. Hey, I'll be dogged if this face doesn't look familiar. Ahem -- well, we've got ourselves a problem here.
Bianca: If this is about Babe and why she left without Bess, I know she had her reasons, and number one on her list had to be how much she loves that little girl.
Tad: Oh, I have no doubt, no doubt in the world that she loves Bess. But it doesn't excuse what she's done.
Bianca: Babe would be the first one to admit that she's not perfect.
Tad: "Perfect" doesn't begin to cover it. See, with Babe, mistakes are like dominoes. One falls into the next and into the next, and on and on until everything is leveled. But to give her credit, she wasn't on her own. She had plenty of help.
David: I need to talk to Bianca, alone.
Tad: No, David, you need to talk to me first.
David: Bianca, whatever Tad has told you, it's not the whole story. I need you to listen to me.
Bianca: David, if this is about what Babe has done --
David: You seem remarkably calm.
Bianca: Well, maybe that's because it hasn't really hit me yet, how huge all this is.
David: Bianca, trust me, Babe is not to blame.
Bianca: David, I -- I don't blame your daughter for anything.
David: You don't?
Bianca: No. I don't really understand why Babe did what she did, but Tad was about to explain it to me. You know, the person that we should really be talking to is Krystal. I'm sure that Babe told her mother everything.
Tad: No, no, no, believe me, the last person we need here is Krystal.
David: Come back to the cabin with me. I'll help you understand everything on the way there.
Bianca: I can't leave Bess.
Bianca: Ok, little missy. What are you fussing about, huh? Ah. This little lady needs a diaper change, so I'll be back in a moment. But don't you two go anywhere, all right? I want to hear what you have to say about Babe.
David: Bianca never read her letter from Babe.
Tad: She never got it. She has no idea she's holding her daughter.
David: And you're not going to tell her.
Tad: The hell I'm not. If you can't find the guts to do it, I will. And the only way you're going to stop me is to kill me.
Erica: J.R., you may not be such a lost cause after all.
J.R.: You mean that there's hope for me?
Erica: Absolutely. When I think how you protected my daughter Bianca, getting that letter before she could read Babe's cruel lies, I can't tell you how grateful I am.
J.R.: Well, you -- you don't really have to thank me, Erica.
Erica: Why shouldn't I?
J.R.: Well, I've treated Bianca pretty badly since Bess was born. It turns out that the only threat to Bess was Babe.
Erica: Well, Babe is gone. And good riddance, I say.
J.R.: Yeah. You know, I've told Bianca how sorry I am, how much I'd like to make it up to her, save whatever's left of our friendship, if that's possible.
Erica: Well, I hope it is. I mean, I confess, J.R., I'm glad it's not too late for you.
Bianca's voice: Because it's not too late. You can still go back to who you were.
Erica: Can you imagine if Bianca had read Babe's letter and believed Babe's lie and then had to face the truth all over again? I mean, Bianca would have been just pitched right back to that horrifying dark place where she'd have to hear those -- those words all over again. Miranda is dead.
Babe's voice: Miranda survived. Bess is Bianca's daughter.
Erica: Bianca is still mourning. She's still grieving Miranda. And it just breaks my heart. Bianca had such a wonderful life planned around that baby. She would have been such a great mother. You're very lucky, J.R. You're very lucky that -- that your child wasn't lost in that helicopter crash. You were spared that. Bianca's going to mourn the death of her baby for the rest of her life.
Babe's voice: It was our baby, our little boy, who died.
J.R.: Uh --
Erica: J.R., what is it? What's wrong?
J.R.: I have to go. Bess needs me.
Jamie: Is that ok to mop up?
Ofc. Burnett: It'll do just fine.
Babe: I'm sorry that our little dude got you.
Jamie: Yeah, we don't call him a whiz kid for nothing.
Ofc. Burnett: That's ok. You know, my landlady cleans my shirts. Always looking for telltale lipstick stains on the collar. You know, I don't know how I'm going to explain this.
Babe: You can just say that you were judging a beautiful baby contest.
Ofc. Burnett: Hey, now I know why your kid looks so familiar. He is the spitting image of my nephew, Kneisley.
Ofc. Burnett: Make fun and I will have to arrest you.
Babe: It's just that it's -- it's an unusual name.
Ofc. Burnett: Between you and me, it's an awful tag to hang on a kid. Ask my brother, Kneisley III.
Babe: I kind of like family names. Keeps the connection going.
Ofc. Burnett: That's a good way of looking at it. Take it from a guy named plain old Bob.
Ofc. Burnett: Uh -- duty calls. Nice meeting you. Especially you, Baby James. All right, you all buckle up and drive safe, ok?
Jamie: Oh, yeah, will do.
Babe: Say bye-bye, James. Bye-bye! Bye-bye!
Jamie: Well, we dodged that bullet.
Babe: Thanks to my calm, cool, collected husband.
Jamie: Well, you more than showed up.
Babe: Well, you have to remember that I was raised by my mama. I saw her get her way out of many tough situations.
Jamie: Yeah, well, ditto with Tad the Cad.
Babe: It's a good thing we were paying attention. We make a great team.
Jamie: I never doubted we would.
Maria: You called it, Edmund. So I see your call and I'll raise you. I will give you the ugliest divorce you have ever seen. I'm going to make your whole life a nonstop stampede of divorce lawyers and countersuits, and I'm going to fight you point by point to the bitter end of this, Edmund. And don't even think about taking the kids from me, because I will never leave them again. Do you understand me?
Brooke: Oh, hi, Maria.
Brooke: Edmund wanted to go over some notes --
Maria: What brilliant timing you have, Brooke. He's all yours.
Erica: All right, thank you, Joe. J.R. said that you would confirm the DNA results. My best to Ruth.
[Knock on door]
Erica: Krystal. Well, no need to guess why you're here.
Krystal: Let's not do our business out in the hall, please.
Erica: How does it feel? How does it feel to know that your daughter betrayed mine in the worst possible way imaginable? No, you know what? I take that back. Because who could possibly imagine such a cold, calculated disregard for Bianca and everything that she had been through? And your daughter didn't even have the courage to face her so-called best friend in person. No, she put her treachery into words and then she hid behind a letter!
Krystal: Hold on. Hold on now. You want to lay this on someone's doorstep, it's mine, Erica. I'm the one who talked Babe into going along with this.
Erica: My God. What kind of a mother are you?
Krystal: I'm the Mama Bear kind, ok? The kind that shields and protects her young.
Erica: Oh, boy. Yeah, I believed that once. I believed that that night that our pregnant daughters disappeared into that storm and you and I sat there in fear and held a -- a worried mothers' vigil and held hands and reassured each other that our daughters would come back alive and that their babies would come back with them safe and sound! Oh, yeah, and even after that night, I even believed that you cared about my daughter Bianca.
Krystal: I did -- I did care! I do care! You don't know what -- what has been weighing on me.
Erica: Oh, no way. No way that anybody who cared about my daughter had the -- had any kind of care at all could possibly invent or support that cruel lie! No one with a shred of compassion could possibly, possibly torture Bianca that way with a false hope that her baby was still alive.
Krystal: False hope? I don't know what you're talking about. I don't understand.
Erica: You don't understand? You're the one who just told me that you were behind it all! And now you have the gall to face me?
Krystal: Ok, hold on here. Hold on and listen to me, Erica. Now, you have got this all twisted somehow. Now, you can judge me to hell and back, but at least hear the whole story.
J.R.'s voice: You mean, this room doesn't trigger any special memories?
Babe's voice: Should it?
J.R.'s voice: You've already forgotten? It was that unmemorable? Well, let me give you a little refresher, Babe. This is where you spent your first night you came into town, a day earlier than when you were supposed to arrive.
Babe: Wow. Even if I did that -- and I'm not saying that I did -- since when is it a crime to spend the night in a hotel, even one as shady as this one?
J.R.: Oh, no, no, it's not about you spending the night. It's about who you spent the night with and how you occupied your time having sex with my brother!
Babe's voice: I hate to disappoint you, but after we came back to the hotel, nothing happened.
J.R.'s voice: Really? That's it? The story that -- that Babe gave me is the total opposite of what you told me.
Jamie's voice: I know.
Babe's voice: Forget Jamie. This is about us. It's time I told you the truth about the baby. J.R., I'm so sorry -- not about having your baby, but about lying to you about it.
J.R.: Whoa, whoa -- what are you trying to pull? Are you laying a baby trap for me to fall into?
Babe: You weren't my first.
J.R.: Well, honey, I -- I know that. You weren't my first either.
Babe: No, J.R. I mean, you weren't my first husband.
Babe's voice: Our marriage isn't legal? J.R., where would you get that kind of idea?
J.R.: Do you want to deny it? You want to tell me the truth, swear to me, beg me to believe you that you weren't married to Paul Cramer when I got married to you in San Diego?
Babe: No, I don't. God help me. I never meant to hurt you.
J.R.: You told me I was your husband. You looked at me in the eyes and you lied to me. Hell, Babe, our marriage has been nothing but one big lie.
Babe: No, it's not, J.R. I love you.
J.R.: You have all the answers, don't you?
Tad: For God's sake, how long does it take to change one diaper?
David: I'm giving you one last warning, Tad. You can't tell Bianca.
Tad: Hayward, it's nobody's secret anymore. J.R. has read the letter. He knows that Bess is Miranda.
David: I can handle J.R.
Tad: Oh, really? Well, there's no way on earth you're going to shut me up.
David: You tell Bianca that Bess is really Miranda, and you can kiss your son goodbye. Jamie will be caught, he'll be convicted, and he'll be sentenced to 25 years to life behind bars.
Edmund: My wife lied to me. And she betrayed me. And I only saw one viable solution, and that was divorce.
Brooke: Congratulations. You just made the biggest, dumbest mistake of your life. I hope to God you can undo it before it's too late.
Zach: I waited outside the house.
Maria: Oh! Well, I wish you hadn't.
Zach: Can I help you with anything?
Maria: No. No, I'm good. I am. I'm really -- I'm going to be fine.
Zach: I don't believe that. I had to watch your husband belittling you and treating you like you're property. Come away with me. We'll leave right now. And I'll love you the way you deserve to be loved.
Krystal: Erica, somehow we got our wires crossed here, and I'm going to do my best to uncross them. Just hold tight while I try to explain why Babe and I waited so long to do right.
Erica: Do right? Is that what you call this -- this unforgivable lie that you and your "baby doll" tried to push off on my daughter?
Krystal: There were lies, yes. Too many of them. But Babe couldn't wait to go to Bianca and --
Erica: To what? To what, Krystal? To use Bianca to carve up J.R.'s heart? And what was Bianca supposed to do when that lie was finally exposed? No, we didn't fall for it. Not just me, but J.R. No, we did not fall into your trap, and neither will Bianca, because she will never know about it.
Krystal: But Babe's letter --
Erica: J.R. intercepted -- J.R. intercepted it. J.R. got to that letter before Bianca had a chance to read it, thank God. Thank God Bianca never -- never had to see that horrible lie and never will. Oh, you are bad news. And as for your daughter, Babe, Bianca is well rid of her and so is Bess. Why don't you be smart for once in your sorry life? Why don't you just follow your daughter. Why don't you just get out. Get out of my daughter's home right now. Go!
Babe: Jamie, you want me to drive while you navigate?
Jamie: No, I'm cool. Just checking out the back roads. I got everything mapped out. Ready to go?
Babe: We are. All set. Where are we headed?
Jamie: Well, we're going to take happy future road all the way to the new life that I promised you and James.
Tad: My son isn't going to prison. You, on the other hand, and Krystal and Babe -- all the people that kept Bianca's baby from her -- you're another story. And I'm sure you'll get whatever you deserve. But for the life of me, I can't come up with a single punishment that fits the crime.
David: Oh, yeah? Well, listen up, pinhead. I'm not warning you to back off from telling Bianca because I'm worried about myself or your son. Yes, I am concerned about Babe because she's going to end up in prison alongside your son as an accomplice. We're talking felonies, Tad. Kidnapping and murder.
Bianca: All right, this little one is fresh as a daisy. So, go ahead. What's the big truth about Bess?
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Brooke: I just hope you have enough sense left to get Maria back before it is too late.
Zach: My love for you is unconditional.
Tad: Now, I'm going back there, and I'm telling Bianca her daughter is alive.
David: Have a seat, Tad. It's time you knew everything.
Babe: Jamie. Jamie!
[Car horn honks]
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