AMC Transcript Friday 1/21/05

All My Children Transcript Friday 1/21/05



By Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Greenlee: So here's the stuff we talked about -- severance package, confidentiality, noncompete clause.

Jonathan: Trust me, I'm done with the cosmetics industry. Blows the feminine mystique.

Greenlee: So you're ok with this?

Jonathan: Oh, yeah. Brave new world.

Greenlee: Because it'd be understandable, you know, if you're upset. Maybe --

Jonathan: What?

Greenlee: Espresso. Do you want one?

Jonathan: No, thank you. You go ahead.

Greenlee: Sure. Bye.

Kendall: Did you do it? Did you tell Ryan that you think Jonathan is the one who poisoned you?

Greenlee: Well, I tried to, and then -- wham -- balloons, cake, presents.

Kendall: I knew it. Wuss. Well, I'm going to go and tell Ryan right now myself.

Greenlee: What? You go anywhere near my husband with that news, you're going to do it without your arms, missy!

Ryan: Bobb-o, my man!

Bobby: For me? You shouldn't have.

Ryan: You're right, I shouldn't have. Now, you were a married man, till you screwed that up. So I have a question for you. What would a good and loving husband do to make sure that his wife never gets hurt again? You're stumped. I can tell by that stupid look on your face. You see, it was a trick question because a good and loving husband would do absolutely anything to make sure that his wife doesn't get hurt again, and that would include working over a guy like you so bad that it would make this look like a weekend trip to the spa. So I want you to tell me the truth. Are you still going to tell me that Zach is responsible for me taking that bullet?

Zach: Everything you see is yours.

Erica: Fabulous. Let's move this along. The sooner we close this sale, the sooner I'm rid of you.

Zach: It's just a formality. You could have sent an employee.

Erica: No, I really like my employees way too much to punish them like that. And, of course, I still don't trust you at all.

Maria: Thank God. They said you were up here.

Erica: Oh, and somebody needed a hug? Here we go again.

Maria: Why don't you just spare yourself my presence and go?

Erica: I own this building now. You're trespassing.

Maria: You know what, you're pushing it, Erica. Take a hike.

Erica: Get your hormones in check, Maria. Zach and I are not through.

[Knock on door]

Tad: Candy-gram.

Liza: Candy-gram?

Tad: Well, what did you expect? I could hear you having a heart attack on the other side of the door. I dumped the kids' car at the International Terminal at the airport. Hopefully, that'll keep the cops busy for a while. Speaking of which -- where are my favorite fugitives?

Jamie: There has been a slight change of plans.

Tad: No, there hasn't. It's too late for that. You're going.

Babe: We are, but Jamie and I are getting married, too.

Colby: Wow.

J.R.: Is that Llanview DA still in our pocket?

Adam: Oh, yeah, snug. And useful. I understand Bo Buchanan has convinced the Feds to put New Orleans on lockdown.

J.R.: We have to get to my son before the Buchanans swoop in with their cops and connections.

Adam: Oh, come on, they're not going to beat us. I've assembled an army out there. Adam Chandler III is there. And soon you're going to have your son, and then you will have the DNA test to prove it.

J.R.: That's right, you have experience stealing babies for a little DNA. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Babe and Jamie are this close to miserable, and they're not even aware of it.

Liza: Wow -- marriage. Romantic. Did you forget that you're married to his stepbrother?

Jamie: Amongst all those technicalities and details, that one doesn't count. So that means you guys can just send us off and don't have to worry about us anymore.

Tad: Who's worried? I'm happy to be rid of you.

Babe: I mean, look, even with all the mess, everything that's going on, we still managed to find each other. The one person that we're meant to love for our entire lives.

Liza: Gee, were we ever that young and hopeful?

Tad: Don't help.

Liza: Ok.

Jamie: It's the real deal.

Liza: Colby, why don't we clean out the fridge? We can see if we can find something to make celebration smoothies with and celebrate the good news.

Colby: No smoothies. Milk shakes. Let's go.

Liza: Yeah.

Jamie: I would feel a whole lot better about heading off if I knew you were behind me on this.

Tad: Oh, God. Kiddo, it's not that. I got your back on any continent. I want you to be as happy and as in love as I was with Dixie.

Jamie: But you don't think I’ll have that with Babe?

Tad: I didn't say that. A year ago, maybe six months, I would have tried to shoot you down. But considering the woman she's become, the sacrifices she's prepared to make, and the obvious love she feels for you, I’d say it's all there if you want it.

Jamie: It's a freaky thing at first, this feeling. But it's amazing. It's huge.

Tad: I know.

Jamie: I mean, the whole world makes sense now, even after the whole chaos with J.R. and the babies and Cramer. It's like for the first time in my life, I have the answer without even knowing the question. I love her, Dad. And she loves me.

Tad: And Juan Pablo will be waiting for you at the end of your boat trip, all three of you. You, the woman you love, and the child you love. You just make sure you raise him to be as good a man as his father. I just wish that --

Jamie: Dad, what is it?

Tad: I just wish it wasn't on the other side of the world.

Adam: Pilot said we should beat our ETA. I should hear from our people soon -- tell us exactly where we can find Colby and your son. Colson says Bo Buchanan is a chip off his cowboy-hatted, dirt-stomping daddy. The Buchanans can be beaten, and the Chandlers are just the people to do it. I can almost feel my hands around Liza’s neck, gently explaining to her that you don't steal from the Chandlers and get away with it.

Adam: J.R., when you have your son back -- which you should have had all along -- I don't want you coming back to Pine Valley.

Erica: You're just a lot of self-importance in a too-tight sweater.

Maria: "Self-importance," coming from you? Really? I told you to go.

Erica: And I didn't. How fascinating.

Zach: She does own the place.

Erica: Although I do know it's rather chilly out, so I can certainly understand that you'd rather tryst here than outside in the cemetery.

Maria: You're pushing it, Erica.

Erica: Oh, I'm so scared.

Zach: Maybe you should check out the new paint in the office.

Erica: Well, I'd wish you luck, but why bother? You are clearly at her mercy. And that is so pathetic, for both of you.

Maria: You know what? I am a little busy right now. But remind me to launch an entire world of ugly on you really soon.

Erica: Give my best to Edmund.

Maria: Oh, my God, I hate that woman! Ok. I needed to see you. Yeah, I needed to see you.

Zach: Why? We spoke at your office. Is this is going to be another "It's over, get on with your life, I chose Edmund" speech?

Maria: No, no, no, this nothing to do with that.

Zach: Well, then why are you here?

Maria: You looked me in the eye and you told me you had nothing to do with Ryan being shot at your casino. Was I wrong to believe you?

Zach: I don't know. Were you?

Ryan: You know, Maria thinks you're a liar. Not just in general, but specifically about Zach having me shot.

Bobby: Right, right. I heard Maria defend Zach. Big shock.

Ryan: Ok, so this is what we're going to do. You're going to talk, I'm going to listen, and then I will decide whether you're full of it, and then we're just going to take it from there.

Aidan: Well, my money's on "full of it."

Bobby: You know what, guys? This is a private room.

Aidan: I thought you might be lonely. I know even compulsive liars have feelings.

Bobby: Oh, yeah, yeah. You're calling me a liar just so you can one-up me to my wife.

Aidan: I'm sorry, your what? Your wife? Shouldn't you be calling her your ex-wife by now? And if I want to one-up you, I can do it ten times before breakfast.

Ryan: Aidan, you know what? Why don't you wait outside and let me handle Bobby?

Aidan: Why?

Ryan: Why? Because he hates you and he has some information that I need from him.

Bobby: True, both counts. Now get lost.

Aidan: Well, I hate to intrude, but I'm the one with the interrogation experience. And there are unpleasant things I can do to an unwilling witness that nurses or even doctors can't even trace.

Ryan: You know, I forgot, you are good.

Aidan: Well, I hate to brag.

Ryan: No, go ahead. Looks good on you. So you stay -- no talking, though. And, Bobb-o, you start. You convince us, please, that Zach had his -- what did you call her? His assistant/hit woman have me shot and you watched and saw the whole thing?

Aidan: I'm sorry, I hate break in again, but there's glaring hole in this guy's story you might want to ask him about. You see, Warner doesn't even have the stones to blackmail Slater about anything.

Ryan: Wow. That is a problem. Is that true? Are you stoneless?

Aidan: And the money you had delivered to the boathouse -- are you claiming that was hush money from the big man himself? Because the idea that you snapped your fingers and he scampered in with the cash --

Bobby: You know what? You know what, guys? I don't know anything, and that really sucks for you, Ryan. Because that means that someone wants you dead, and they can take a shot. So why don't you get out of my room before I catch a bullet that's meant for you, ok?

Ryan: Hey, take it easy, pal. You have a very, very delicate condition. You know what that means? That means that you should just take it easy, lie still, and listen to me. Unlike groveling losers, I don't waste time worrying about my own skin. What I want to know is really very simple. Even you should be able to understand it. I want to know if Zach Slater poisoned my wife.

Greenlee: We're not going anywhere.

Kendall: Why are there no cameras in this elevator? What the hell is wrong with you?

Greenlee: Gosh, maybe that you want to tell my husband his beloved brother could be a stark raving sister-in-law drugger.

Kendall: Yeah, but only because you haven't told him first. So much for your total marital honesty.

Greenlee: We're talking about his brother. What if someone went to Bianca and told her you're a killer?

Kendall: Uh, hello? Me on the witness stand, you trying to rip my dress off, practically getting me the chair? Any of that sound familiar to you?

Greenlee: Fine, bad example. Those two are bonded, especially since Jonathan showed up with cake, presents, and balloons for big brother Ryan.

Kendall: That's right, Ryan's birthday. Well, why weren't the two of you out celebrating?

Greenlee: Just focus.

Kendall: I -- I don't see how Ryan can love that guy.

Greenlee: Bianca loves you.

Kendall: Yeah, well, Ryan loves you.

Greenlee: Hey, want to go another round? You can't go to Ryan with this. He'll think we're both on meds.

Kendall: Well, then we have to get him good, solid proof. But the question is, how do we get it?

Greenlee: Easy, like you. Sleep with Jonathan again. Only this time, it's better. Kiss-kiss, grind-grind, and you get Jonathan to spill his guts. Keeping a relationship alive.

Kendall: Ok, let me be very clear here. Me, Jonathan, into bed? Ew! No.

Greenlee: You thought he was hot enough his first day in town.

Kendall: No, I'm not taking him to bed.

Greenlee: Well, take him to the supply closet. It's closer, faster, and Simone says it's surprisingly roomy.

Kendall: You like the idea so much, you take him to bed.

Greenlee: Since when are you so particular?

Kendall: I'm in a relationship.

Greenlee: Well, that's never stopped you before. All you have to do is cuddle up to Jonathan, say, "Oh, that was awesome, it makes me so hot that you tried to make Greenlee psycho."

Kendall: You are psycho. I'm with Ethan.

Greenlee: Great, the other town nut job. Well, guess what -- all nut jobs are alike in the dark.

Kendall: You're such a little brat.

Greenlee: Ok, ok! All right, all right! All right, fine. I doubt even Jonathan would go back for seconds.

Kendall: Ok, first we solve this, and then I shake you until your eyes pop out of your head.

Greenlee: Well, you're not exactly tossing off ideas.

Kendall: We need hard proof. We need something concrete. We need something we can hang on to. We have to trace the drugs to Jonathan.

Greenlee: Yeah, which we do by breaking into pharmacies near his place, hacking into the computers, and finding out which meds he had filled.

Kendall: Ok, then we grab some candy bars on the way out. Did you even make it past first grade?

Greenlee: So far you've had a fat nothing. The key is in Jonathan's computer at home.

Kendall: Yeah, which he caught you busting into. Nice job there.

Greenlee: Yeah, well, I covered like butter, and I got his password.

Kendall: Well, whoever set me up must have hacked into my computer.

Greenlee: God forbid you listen when I told all Fusion staff to have firewalls installed.

Kendall: Yeah, but I doubt firewalls would stop Jon Boy. Oh, my God, the cops. It was Jonathan. He must have hacked into the Pine Valley Police Department computer system. Remember when Ethan tried to get the files on Michael? They were all gone.

Greenlee: But that was so long ago.

Kendall: Yeah, but Jonathan's had it out for Ethan since day one.

Greenlee: All this time. God, Ryan.

Kendall: Ok, focus. Focus.

Greenlee: So we have to go back in.

Kendall: Yeah, the question is, how?

Bobby: Four or five months ago, Zach sent Edie to David Hayward’s cabin, had her give him a big dose of his own medicine. She dumped a bunch of Hayward’s most potent impotent drug in his scotch.

Ryan: But David is still smiling, so what went wrong?

Bobby: He tasted it, didn't down enough to get zapped. She put too much in. Edie's big on overkill.

Aidan: Come on, this is now four or five months ago. All right, doesn't prove a thing.

Bobby: Yeah, you're right, Sherlock. It doesn't prove anything except for that Zach used a lackey to drug an enemy. Sound familiar?

Aidan: You know, you're a rotten liar, Warner. And you know what the trouble is? You're bad at the truth, as well. I'm sorry, Ryan, but I don't buy it. I'm sorry.

Bobby: I got my face rearranged because someone wanted me quiet. Zach Slater.

Ryan: If Slater wanted you quiet, he wouldn't have left you alive.

Zach: As I recall, you were satisfied then. So, what, you thought it through, or something changed your mind? What?

Maria: You know, I know the way that you can turn any question back on the person asking, but, please, not now, not with me. I just need to know, did you or did you not have anything to do with Ryan being shot at your casino?

Zach: I already answered that question. If you believe me or not, that's up to you.

Maria: Well, I know you had something to do with it the second time. I know you shot at him the second time because you admitted it to me.

Zach: Can I ask you something? Did Edmund send you here on recon? Is that how you show your love? I thought going back with him was enough.

Maria: This has nothing to do with Edmund. This is us. This is about you and me.

Zach: You're not my confidante, you're not my friend, you're not an old lover that I can kiss whenever the mood strikes me. Your words, not mine.

Maria: Yeah, you're right. You're right, it is just me, and I'm asking you for the truth.

Zach: The only good thing about us not being us anymore is that I don't have to answer you. You told me to get on with my life, so that's what I'm doing.

Maria: You really enjoy this, don't you? This is what you enjoy. You enjoy being Mr. Keeper of the Secrets so that everyone has to come to you, beg for answers, and then you don't give them!

Zach: I did give you an answer. Just not the one you wanted.

Maria: Fine, you know what? Whatever. Thank you. Thanks.

Zach: You can come out now.

Erica: You never mentioned that the walls were so thin. So, did you have Ryan Lavery shot?

Zach: We can finish the walk-through some other time or not at all. It's up to you.

Erica: Well, Maria’s right. You are a master of evasion. I mean, entertaining, but is it worth it?

Zach: Lighting panel is over there, A the switch is on. No dimmers, but that's easily fixed.

Erica: Well, look at that.

Zach: Excuse me.

Erica: Look at how your eyes narrow. Look at how your jaw just tenses. I mean, you have issues with being challenged. It must be very hard for you to stay calm.

Zach: Little things don't upset me.

Erica: Ouch. So there's no one here but you and me now. Why don't you answer Maria’s question? Did you order that hit on Ryan?

Zach: Are you just nosy, or do you have a dog in this?

Erica: I have a dog in this, very much so.

Zach: I can't see why.

Erica: Because if you are guilty, that makes you the would-be killer named Cambias.

Zach: And that would make you happy, to be here alone with a would-be killer?

Erica: It would be much better than that other Cambias, your son, Ethan. Because then my daughter Kendall would be safe, at least until she makes up her mind to dump that guy.

Kendall: Why did today have to be Jonathan's last day? That creepazoid will go home soon.

Greenlee: You know, we can't exactly search his files when he's sprawled on the sofa watching ESPN.

Kendall: Well, maybe you can make him go do some wild errand, like get some rare caviar for Ryan's birthday celebration or something.

Greenlee: Why me? Why not you?

Kendall: He hates me!

Greenlee: Target of his attack!

Kendall: Yeah, well, all the more reason he would want to bend over backwards to cover up -- those dark circles -- guys can wear -- they can wear makeup now, too. It's the new thing.

Greenlee: Jonathan, I'm sorry that it worked out like this.

Jonathan: I'm not. This gives me and Ryan a chance to set the business world on fire -- just the two of us, the way it should have been all along.

Greenlee: Do you have a location for your new venture? Because there's -- there's this warehouse conversion down by the docks. Major hip factor, great price per square.

Jonathan: Ryan loves that kind of stuff. I'll check it out right now on my way home.

Greenlee: Harbor Court.

Jonathan: Thank you. Oh, and thank you, Fusion. It's been real.

Kendall: Ok. For a bubble head, you are absolutely brilliant. Now, come on. Let's go.

Tad: Come on, move it, move it, move it! We don't have time!

Liza: You can't fool me. This tough, gruff exterior -- this little act when you're weeping like a little old lady on the inside, aren't you?

Tad: Yeah. Six hankies, no one in sight.

Liza: Mm-hmm.

Tad: That's why I have you for backup. Come on!

Colby: Mom, I think someone broke into our house.

Liza: What?

Babe: Ta-da!

Liza: Not funny. And so attractive.

Babe: Thank you. And check out baby James' little cozy playhouse here. We're going to cover it with a blanket when we go outside.

Jamie: Yes, Babe got rid of all the cool stuff, like the recliner and the video games and all that fun stuff. But he's still got some style.

Tad: Looks like you're all set.

Jamie: Yeah, I guess we're ready to go.

Babe: Hey, thank you. Come here --

Liza: Oh --

Babe: Both of you, seriously. And you -- you remember how much your nephew loves you, ok? Liza, what you did for us -- taking us in even when you knew everything that you were risking.

Liza: I did it for their sake, and for yours. We don't want J.R. making his father's mistakes, now, do we?

Adam: We are paying these men a fortune to find your son. And when he's finally back in your arms, I want you to come and get on this plane again and I want you to fly far, far away, where the Buchanans can't get their hands on you and your boy.

J.R.: You can't be serious.

Adam: No, I want you to go and I want you to stay gone until I can get the Buchanans under control and settle a few scores here in Pine Valley.

J.R.: You never wanted me to leave before. You tried to stop me from running away with Bess. See, that's your problem, Dad. That's your glitch. You never want your kids where you can't reach them. I thought you gave them Bess' DNA so I wouldn't leave.

Adam: I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, son. The most devastating was losing your trust. I just couldn't quite see that you were a smart and strong young man who didn't need me to run his life for him. But I know better now. I still try to fix everything for you, but larger than that is the respect and pride. I don't really expect you to forgive me. I can always hope. But I'll always be there to back you up whenever you need me.

J.R.: We've all made mistakes. Most of the time, it was me trying to stick it to you. Marrying Babe, for one.

Adam: And she gave you a son who will become a true heir -- Adam Chandler III. But I promise you something, that there's nothing better in the whole world than having the son you always wanted.

[Phone rings]

J.R.: Chandler. Meet us with a car. They have Liza’s address, but we have to get a move on it. If we can track them, that means the cops aren't far behind.

[Tires screech]

[Siren wails]

Liza: Two? Four?

Tad: Try half a dozen -- squad cars, New Orleans PD.

Liza: Ok, Colby, follow the leader, remember? You just do as I say.

Babe: No. No, you guys need to go now. All of you.

Jamie: No, you know what? They want me and Babe. These cops bust in here, we can't let you guys go down for us!

Tad: Don't panic. Nobody's going down. If they're here for you --

Jamie: Dad, just -- please, just get them out of here. We'll take whatever happens. We can't let you guys --

[Pounding on door]

Officer: Police! Open up!

Jamie: Dad, Dad, just go!

Tad: No, not without you.


Tad: Just a minute.


Tad: Coming. Oh, man, again? Listen, if it's about the snoring, it's a deviated septum. I can't help --

Officer: Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're doing a house-to-house.

Tad: Yeah, well -- fine, sure.

Officer: We got an escapee from prison.

Tad: And you thought they might be here? No, I don't get much company. And I certainly had none tonight. Would you like a cup of coffee or something?

Officer: No, just keep your door locked and your ears open, all right? We'll take care of the rest, ok?

Tad: Sure, whatever you say. Thank you.

Babe: Oh, my God, I -- I can't -- I can't stop shaking.

Colby: We're good at this game.

Jamie: No, it's ok now. We're cool.

Tad: No, we're not. As long as they're out there, you can't move. You can't go anywhere. If they stay too long, that boat's going to sail without you. They're here another ten minutes, everything goes down the drain.

J.R.: Pilot says we'll be making a descent soon.

Adam: You know, I can just see Liza’s face as Colby comes running into my arms, tells me how much she's missed me, says she wants to go home with her daddy. They can come between us and our children, but they can't stop the love.

J.R.: What if you've never had a chance to meet your child?

Adam: J.R., I promise you, it's instantaneous. The minute he looks into your eyes, the love will be there. And it will give you more strength and more power than you ever thought possible.

J.R.: My son, for the first time. And the rest of them, hopefully, for the last.

Adam: I know you detest Babe. But Jamie --

J.R.: Dad, I know, I know. I taught him how to skateboard, you know. We used to camp in Brooke's backyard. Who would've ever thought that he'd steal my child? I should have cut Tad and him off a lifetime ago. But that's my punishment for waiting around. But now it's time for their punishment. I may still be out of the country, so I'm going to need you to call the cops and the judges. Make the whole world understand that that witch and my so-called brother were responsible for kidnapping my baby.

Adam: I'll take care of everything here. You and your boy wait for my word.

Kendall: Would you hurry up? Where is Ryan's lock pick set?

Greenlee: I upgraded.

Kendall: Well, you do know that only works at your place, right?

Greenlee: Oh, bite me. I swiped this yesterday right after I got Jonathan's password. It's time you show me some worship and awe. Maggie? You home?

Kendall: I am awed by your thick skull. How could you let this guy spike your corn flakes for months and never clue in?

Greenlee: You know, if I'm the brains behind this project, and the class, taste, and charm, why do I need you?

Kendall: Because when you told me that you suspected Jonathan, I didn't laugh in your face or run and tell Ryan. So I would say I'm the reason this project even exists. Now, how about that password already?

Greenlee: Figures you want the honors. It's secret.

Kendall: Well, so much for you being the brains. What is it?

Greenlee: It's secret.

Kendall: Are you that desperate to play know-it-all? You won't even tell me?

Greenlee: You are downright scary sometimes. Watch closely. S-E-C-R-E-T.

Kendall: You'll smirk off that one for days, won't you?

Greenlee: Well, a girl's got to have a hobby. And we're in.

Kendall: All right. Well, now we have to look for anything that has to do with meds. Try prescriptions and we'll go from there.

Greenlee: Ok.

Ryan: Go over your story about the cash and the boathouse one more time, please.

Bobby: To hell with your questions and your threats. I don't owe you a thing.

Ryan: You took money to break up my marriage. I'd say we're not even yet.

Bobby: Oh, right. Right. Maybe Zach didn't do it. I mean, I'm sure there are plenty of guys who hate your guts and want to see you dead. Show of hands?

Aidan: I just needed an invitation.

Edmund: Hey, hey, hey! Hey, what are you doing with my witness?

Bobby: Tough luck, Edmund. You just lost your witness when you sicced these thugs on me! From now on, not one word! Not to you, not to the cops -- nobody!

Edmund: All right, listen -- guys, guys -- hey, Aidan, get out of here, ok? Do you have any idea what is riding on Bobby's word?

Ryan: That would be the problem.

Ryan: You sure about this? I mean, making Bobby's word golden? What --

Edmund: Ryan, Bobby's gotten closer to Slater than anybody else. Now, if he says he did it, that's good enough for me. Now will you excuse us?

Anita: Let's make it a group exit, shall we? The patient needs less noise and more rest.

Aidan: Just having a friendly chat.

Anita: Bye-bye, guys.

Bobby: Thought I might need an oxygen tank with those guys sucking the air out of the room.

Anita: I'm just glad that you agreed to help Edmund.

Bobby: Too bad your approval doesn't matter anymore. This is between me, Edmund, and Slater.

Aidan: You can't build a case on that jerk's story, Ed.

Edmund: Bobby has no reason to lie.

Ryan: The guy is perpetually on the make. He covers his rear as often as he breathes. His word is worth nothing!

Maria: Edmund -- ok, good, I'm glad you guys are all here. I just saw Zach, and I just confronted him about your shooting.

Aidan: What? You can't pump a guy like that for information.

Maria: Yeah, no kidding. He's been training with your guys. It's neither confirm nor deny.

Aidan: Did you mention Bobby?

Maria: No, I didn't.

Ryan: Well, did you get a read on him?

Maria: Just offense is defense. I mean, he's just -- you ask him a question, you don't believe him, it's your problem if you don't believe it. It's classic evasion.

Ryan: Yeah, it's classic Slater.

Maria: He's up to something, and I know it. I -- Edmund, I think -- I think you might be right about Zach.

Edmund: Ok. Well, I'll let Bobby talk to Derek, and then Slater has nowhere left to run.

<>Zach: Here are the keys. No need to change the locks unless it would make you feel better. I won't be offended.



Erica: You may well be the coldest man I've ever met. But then maybe you have to be to look at yourself in the mirror every day.

Zach: Hmm. I could say the same about you. You passed your own reflection probably, what, a dozen times during the walk-through? You enjoyed every one of them.

Erica: Yeah, my conscience is clear and rested.

Zach: Should be, after the long break you've given it.

Erica: You denied your own son.

Zach: You denied your daughters. Both of them, different times. You denied them of who they are. Are you sure you want to do this? We've both done things to our families. Some good, some bad, some selfish.

Erica: So you admit it? You did have Ryan shot.

Zach: You brought a gun to my brother's house. You picked it up, you aimed it, and you shot. You hit the wrong man, but the intent was there.

Erica: That is one moment in time, and no one could blame me for that. My daughter had been raped! Almost destroyed.

Zach: So you'd never do it again?

Erica: Not unless you have another maniacal brother. Michael Cambias, thank God, is in hell where he belongs.

Zach: What if I put another gun in your hand, at the precise moment that you found out the truth about Miranda, with you standing face-to-face with David, Krystal, and Babe Carey?

[Keys hit floor]

Adam: What's the update? You have the others assembled?

Man: Plainclothes are by the house, ready to move in.

Second man: We got lucky. The new Orleans PD had a door-to-door search. Local prison break. Your ex's building is on lockdown. No one's in or out.

J.R.: You'd better pray that the cops or the Feds don't beat us to the prize.

Adam: You know, if that happens, you can kiss a lot more than your bonuses goodbye. Am I clear?

Liza: That's the last of the cars. They're all headed out.

Jamie: Well, let's take the hint and get out of here. What do you say?

Colby: Follow the leader. Who goes first?

Babe: Think we're going to make our boat?

Tad: If we haul it.

Jamie: Let's rock 'n' roll.

Erica: Only an idiot or a bastard would have said that to me. Maybe both.

Zach: You're a very dangerous woman, Erica. I knew that the moment I met you. You're bright and beautiful, and you get away with things that most women can't. But you use the truth as your personal property, twist it for your own protection.

Erica: All right, I’ll tell you the pure, untwisted truth. I hope that our town is mercifully rid of you as soon as possible. And I hope that we both leave this earth at the same time on the same day and arrive at Heaven's Gate at roughly the same time, and see which one of us makes St. Peter's cut.

Zach: Ah, that's funny. It's another charming lie. You haven't thought about the hereafter a day in your life, or you wouldn't be Erica Kane. The building is yours. There's no need for us to meet again.

Derek: The victim doesn't usually listen in.

Ryan: Just pretend I'm not even here.

Edmund: Well, that's good, because you're not going to be speaking. This is Bobby's show. Are we clear on that? All right, boys, Slater’s about to go down.

Kendall: Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

Greenlee: Who wipes clean their hard drive if they have nothing to hide?

Kendall: I don't know.

Greenlee: You know what? Your bony hips are cutting into my pants.

Kendall: Ok, well, obviously, it looks like he had some files.

Greenlee: Yeah, he probably downloaded all the biggies into an external drive or just burned some disks or something.

Kendall: You can't wear Manolos and be a computer geek.

Greenlee: I have hidden talents. And I watch "Alias."

Kendall: Fine, whatever. So then we look for some -- some kind of disks?

Greenlee: Yeah, with a label that reads, "To whom it may concern -- I Jonathan Lavery am --"

Jonathan: Are you getting a little bored, ladies? Because I could help you speed things up. You think I drugged you, Greenlee?

Greenlee: Well, did you?

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

Edmund: You're not going to steal from me and get away with it.

Maria: What did Bobby steal from you?

Jonathan: It's killing me that it had to come down to this, but there's only one way to end this now.

J.R.: Where's my son?

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