AMC Transcript Wednesday 3/30/05

All My Children Transcript Wednesday 3/30/05

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[Door closes]

Kendall: You don't like what you see, there's always Kendall on the half shell.

Zach: Where's the wasabi?

J.R.: You were totally right, Dad.

Adam: It's not every day I hear that. Indulge me.

J.R.: Well, it was time for me to hook up.

Adam: Still Kendall?

J.R.: You told me to go for a gorgeous, classy, high-profile woman, and Kendall is that woman.

Adam: But are you sure you want to pursue her? There are so many extraordinary morsels out there.

J.R.: Yes, but there is only one Kendall, that's the point.

Adam: But there is high-profile, and then there's Kane.

J.R.: I can handle it. What's really going on here?

Adam: She comes with a lot of baggage, seven feet of it.

J.R.: Yeah, I can deal with Ethan. I told you that.

Adam: Kendall and Ethan are virtually inseparable. I'm not sure it's rational --

J.R.: Dad, you told me to go after whatever I want at all costs.

Adam: Well --

J.R.: No pain, no gain, right?

Adam: Well, you generally hope there's more gain than pain, if you get my drift.

[Phone rings]

Adam: Hello?

David: Can you talk?

Adam: No, not at all.

David: All right, then you just listen. I have definitive word on where you can find your daughter.

Adam: Excellent. Why don't we close the deal today?

Erica: Greenlee wasn't in her penthouse?

Jack: No.

Erica: Listen, I spoke to Simone over at Fusion, and Greenlee wasn't there, either.

Jack: And her bed hasn't been slept in and her newspaper's still outside her door.

Erica: Well, was there any sign --

Jack: No. No, thank God, there's no signs of a struggle, but that doesn't mean that Braden doesn't have her. Damn it! Why did Ryan have to let this happen?

Ryan: This has got to be it. This has got to be the place that Braden rented.

Tad: Are you sure?

Ryan: Well, it fits the clue. "Walk the boards," boardwalk, "gamble," Atlantic City. Cafẻ La Goulue is over there, Cafẻ Illusion is over there. Jonathan and Braden met at both places.

Aidan: The lock's missing. Looks open.

Tad: Means we could have company.

Ryan: Let's do it.

Tad: I'll go first.

Ryan: No, Braden's my brother. You just get my back.

Tad: All right, you got it.

Aidan: Listen, I'm going to go around back and make sure there's no exit, all right?

Ryan: You ready?

Jack: Thanks very much, and just let me know if you hear anything, ok? Bye. Do you think I'm overreacting?

Erica: No, no, no. Look, it's just that Greenlee, she could've gone to New York or even Boston on business.

Jack: Without telling anyone?

Erica: Well, I mean, this whole body fragrance at Fusion is just booming, and if some lead-in-the-derriere bureaucrat delayed a shipment on a key component --

Jack: She'd jet off in the middle of the night to go kick the lead out of said derriere?

Erica: Well, I've done it dozens of times. I mean, of course, in a case like this, I would have told my family where I was going. I mean, to say nothing and to let us worry is --

Jack: I love it when you try to cheer me up.

Erica: Didn't work, huh?

Jack: No.

Erica: Well, how about something else, because I know other ways.

Jack: Uh -- well, that's better. Now if Greenlee would just walk through that door --

Erica: I know.

Lily: I know where Greenlee went.

Jack: Where?

Lily: She doesn't want to go to my old school. She ran away. I'm going away, too. But I'm not going to run. I'm going to take the number seven bus.

Jack: I'm sorry, honey, I can't let you do that.

Ryan: Braden? Braden!

Zach: Why don't you join me? The tuna's great.

Kendall: No, Margaret, call the police. There's an escaped felon in Mr. Cambias' office.

Zach: Margaret, there's no problem. Can I ask you a question? Do you like crab, because --

Kendall: No, you're in big trouble.

Zach: I was in big trouble. Food in jail was awful.

Kendall: Fine, well, then eat up. And when the cops get here, resist. Maybe they'll smack you around, throw on another decade or two. Is there an extra death penalty for escaping?

Zach: You know what, you're quick. But when you're wrong, you hit it out of the park.

Kendall: No, you did it. You did it. You confessed. Ethan saw you.

Zach: There's an extra wrinkle now. Seems that there's some doubt clouding over my actual guilt.

Kendall: No, no, no, not even you can twist your way out of this.

Zach: How do you think I made bail? Don't look so disappointed.

Kendall: It's all lies. You'll say anything.

Zach: Yeah, unlike young Ethan, right?

Kendall: Don't -- don't bring up Ethan.

Zach: You know what, honey -- love is a wonderful thing, but you should consider coming up for air. Get a reality check. You need one badly.

Krystal: Where'd you get that?

Di: Your pals were about to turn it into confetti.

Krystal: Huh. For my blanket party?

Di: I thought you might want some news from home.

Krystal: Yeah, well, thanks, but maybe no news is good news. Gang finds out you saved this for me, they're going to turn you into confetti.

Di: Oh. I don't shred that easily.

Krystal: Yeah? You stood up for me with the warden, you kept my butt out of solitary, and now, a special delivery? One more favor and I just might think you're cruising for a wife.

Di: No, not looking. No, I'm hard-wired for the male of the species. Besides, with Lois and her buddies on your butt, you're not much of a catch.

Krystal: Well, you're willing to tick them off. You must want something.

Di: I got to want something?

Krystal: Yeah, that seems to be the way things work around here.

Di: There is something that I could use your help with.

Krystal: Short-sheeting somebody's bed?

Di: Hmm. It has been hunks on parade since you checked in. I wouldn't mind an introduction.

Krystal: You talking about J.R. Chandler and Tad Martin?

Di: Are they taken?

Krystal: Don't you have spares of your own?

Di: They're all dead, or I wish they were. What are guys like Chandler and Martin really all -- all about?

Krystal: Oh, well, the rich and famous of Pine Valley. They make their own rules. If you want to survive, you got to remember rule number one -- believe half of what you see and none of what you hear.

Adam: I've been looking forward to closing this deal for some time now.

David: J.R. hanging on every word?

Adam: You give me the word and I'll have my people --

David: Why don't we keep this between just you and me?

Adam: Good idea. Why don't we meet at my office?

David: No, you come to me.

Adam: Fine. Fine. I have a few things to attend to.

David: Now.

Adam: I'll be there.

David: And one more thing -- make sure you're not -- what --

J.R.: Is there a problem?

Adam: Bad connection.

J.R.: Sounded more like a love connection. What deal's got you so fired up?

Adam: Look, I was wrong. You want to go after Kendall? Go right ahead. Give it your best shot.

J.R.: Jeez. What happened to the "not worth the pain and effort" speech?

Adam: It's time to focus on your future, son. Let the past take care of itself.

David: What the hell are you doing?

Jamie: That's funny. I was about to ask you the same question, you lying traitor.

David: Get the hell out of my house.

Jamie: You really thought you could get away with it?

David: As usual, the mouth is moving but the brain is not.

Jamie: Babe told me about last night.

David: Look, spare me the pillow talk, will you?

Jamie: You know, you having drinks with Adam at the roadside?

David: Believe me, it wasn't a date.

Jamie: Yeah, and your sudden concern that Adam's got a bead on Liza? Oh, and the other day, while we were painting little Adam's wagon, you pumped us for information.

David: I know how much Babe cares for Liza and Colby. I was just worried that they were safe.

Jamie: Yeah, you do unselfish, it's time to build a bomb shelter.

David: Well, then I guess you've got some work to do, so leave now.

Jamie: You flip on Liza, what's Adam going to do for you?

David: Don't you have, like, a carburetor to fix or something?

Jamie: Your license, your privileges at the hospital? Is that it? Chandler's on the board. You scratch his back, he takes on my grandfather. You would actually sell out your own daughter to play almighty cardiologist again?

David: You are so far off base. There's no way I would sell out Babe.

Jamie: But Liza’s fair game? You know, whatever you're up to, I'm going to stop you.

David: Oh, yeah, right. With a stake to the heart and a string of garlic on the side? I don't think so.

Jamie: You're an idiot if you think Chandler's going to return any favors. You give up Liza and Colby, all you're going to do is screw over your own daughter for a whole lot of nothing.

David: All right, heads-up, clueless -- whatever it is I am doing, it's entirely for Babe, and there's no way you're going to stop me.

Babe: I can.

Greenlee: Hi, guys.

Ryan: Are you ok?

Greenlee: Better now.

Ryan: What -- what are you doing here?

Greenlee: I had to come.

Aidan: How did you find this place?

Greenlee: Reggie and I went through Jonathan's stuff a while back and I found this matchbook for La Goulue. Got online and tracked it down. It's right next door. Jonathan and Braden used to meet there and chat about how my poisoning was going.

Tad: Sounds cozy.

Greenlee: Yeah, I had a latte over there with a view of this place. I used one of Ryan's lock picks and -- voilả. You really need a license to do this?

Tad: No, I cut mine off the back of a box of cereal. You realize you could've walked in on Braden?

Ryan: I told you to stay put. I needed you safe so that I could finish this.

Tad: Um, why don't you two go outside, get reacquainted, and Aidan and I will start very carefully going through this stuff?

Aidan: Good idea.

Greenlee: You mad at me?

Ryan: I love you. But, yes, I'm mad at you. I mean, if Braden had been anywhere near this place -- the guy has tried to kill you before.

Greenlee: You didn't get my message? Messages, but who's counting.

Ryan: No. Everything's been kind of crazy. I didn't check them. What's going on?

Greenlee: Braden's with Jonathan.

Ryan: What?

Greenlee: Jonathan wanted me to reach you to tell you what's happening.

Ryan: Well, where are they?

Greenlee: Jonathan wouldn't tell me. He just said that the only way he can protect you is if he stays by Braden and pretends to be on his side.

Ryan: Great. So if Braden realizes that Jonathan's trying to help me, Jonathan is dead.

Aidan: Can't see a damn thing.

Tad: All right, so I tell you what, let's shed a little light on the subject.

Aidan: Bloody hell.

Tad: My God.

Kendall: Actually, I'm glad some whacked-out judge let you post bail. Gives me a chance to set you straight.

Zach: Hmm, do you want to toast first or --

Kendall: Well, I might miss and throw it in your face.

Zach: So this is where we defend Ethan?

Kendall: Let's start with my mother.

Zach: Never touched your mother. I would. God knows I would, but I didn't.

Kendall: Yeah, well, you messed with her head. You killed Edmund, you admitted it, and then you scrambled my mother's brains with some ridiculous story of how you're innocent.

Zach: You're going to stand there with that pretty face and call your mother gullible? Erica sees the truth, and she's not afraid to use it.

Kendall: No, you played her. You played her and Lily. And because of you, everyone thinks that Lily saw the real killer.

Zach: What do you care? Lily is safe because the real killer is here with you. Of course, if you're wrong, you know --

Kendall: No, you know what, you're so high on the truth, you can take that banner and wave it all the way to lethal injection. Just back off my mom and Lily.

Zach: Lethal injection has Braden Lavery's name on it, not mine.

Kendall: You are such a coward. You're a coward. You're a fraud. You're completely scared out of your mind that you're going to lash out at anyone and make them look like they're the guilty ones. You confessed!

Zach: Hate to bring up a gambling analogy, but you know what this is? This is high-stakes poker.

Kendall: Because you're going to lose your assets?

Zach: You look at me, you look at Ethan. Who's bluffing you? Who can you trust?

Kendall: Ethan would never lie to me.

Zach: You could lose everything here. Scares the hell out of you, doesn't it?

David: I have a chance to help you, Babe, and I am not going to pass it up.

Babe: Forget it.

David: Babe, listen to me, Adam has what we don't -- clout with judges and with J.R. Now, if he is willing to help us, we've got to give it a shot.

Babe: Yeah, and a deal with a Chandler helps a Chandler.

David: Not this time. Babe, all I have to do is tell Adam where Colby is, and immediately you have more time with little Adam.

Jamie: You know, you help Adam, he'll just flip you off and walk away.

David: Oh, please, would you give me some credit? I'm not a rookie like you. I have a way to keep Adam in line. If Adam reneges on his promise, all I have to do is go to J.R. and tell him that Adam went behind his back and put Colby before his son.

Babe: And it still doesn't change what would happen to Liza. Do you realize her life would be ruined and so would Colby’s?

Jamie: Here, take this. What? It makes just as much sense as making a deal with Adam.

David: You deserve to have more than three hours a week with your son, and he deserves to know his mother. Please, Babe, let me do this for you.

Babe: Doesn't that sound familiar to you, Daddy? It's all these good reasons and the best intentions, but somebody still ends up getting slammed.

David: Do you want to spend the rest of your life fighting for every second that you spend with little Adam? Do you want to spend the rest of your life chasing after J.R. every time your son has a birthday? I don't want to see you go through that again!

Babe: And neither do I, and it stinks and, yeah, of course I hate it, but more time with my son does not make up for Liza losing Colby. Daddy, I know that you have the best intentions here, but, look, we messed up here and there's no easy way out on this, so we just have to suck it up and take the hits.

David: Oh, come on, who fed you that load of garbage?

Babe: Stuart, and he was right.

Adam: My brother is innocent as a child, and just as unrealistic.

Babe: Yeah? Well, what he said made tons of sense.

Adam: Well, within the wonderful world of Stuart, yes, but in the real world, "nice" just doesn't fly. Does it, Hayward?

Lily: "Polynomial function p of degree n has at most n distinct real zeroes." "Distinct real zeroes." How could I miss it? I'm so stupid, stupid.

Jack: Honey, honey, stop, stop. You are not stupid.

Lily: My calculations are wrong. I should have figured it out.

Erica: What -- what calculations, Lily?

Lily: I've got to go to the beginning. I've got to start over. I should write everything down. I've got to assign the value, apply the theorem, make sure it's right. Do it again, do it right, get it right.

Jack: What is it, honey? Make -- make what right?

Lily: N is an integer greater or equal to zero always. It doesn't change, it doesn't change, it doesn't change.

Erica: Jack, what's she doing?

Jack: She's looking for an answer.

Lily: Fs are bad. I can't get an F. F gets sent back, sent back to school. I can get an F.

Jack: Honey, honey, honey, listen, you haven't failed anything, sweetheart.

Lily: Find it, I have to find the mistake. I got to fix it. I got to make it right.

Erica: I know what it is. Do you trust me?

Jack: Absolutely.

Erica: We need to tell her the truth.

Jack: Oh, Erica, you know, I thought about that. I think that might just scare her to death.

Erica: It's the only way.

Lily: Wrong! It's all wrong. Think, think, think. The domain n is odd. It's odd. It's real zero, it's real zero.

Erica: Lily? Honey, I want you to listen to me very carefully. I have something scary to tell you.

Greenlee: I tried, Ryan, I really tried to be a good little girl, wait by the phone, watch out the window for my man to come home. I'm not a wait-and-watch kind of girl.

Ryan: You shouldn't have come here, Greenlee, all right? We've done this. I want you safe. You promised. This is not safe.

Greenlee: Well, it's not safe at home, either. Braden was in my old apartment. His prints were all over it.

Ryan: What?

Greenlee: Jonathan got out of the hospital, and he showed up on my couch. Braden must have tracked him down. Lily saw them.

Ryan: Is she all right?

Greenlee: Jackson and the cops scoped it out, but then Braden took off to only Jonathan-knows-where.

Ryan: Does anybody care about staying alive, anyone?

Greenlee: Well, Jonathan's not at the top of my list, you are.

Ryan: I don't want you alone. Do you understand that? I want you with Jackson. I will handcuff you to him if I have to.

Greenlee: I'd rather be cuffed to you.

Ryan: Look, when this is over, for as long as you want, ok? Until then --

Greenlee: Jackson wants to send me and Lily to hide at Lily's old school.

Ryan: Great. Go. The only way that you will be safe is somewhere that Braden won't think to look. Go.

Greenlee: Here feels good.

Tad: Ryan? You should see this.

Aidan: It's a hell of a welcome, isn't it?

Greenlee: It's so sick.

Tad: Well, he may have fine-tuned his anger on Daddy, but it looks like he's found a new target.

Greenlee: Don't look at me. I'm not going home. I won't leave you here to face this alone.

Tad: He's not alone. He has me and Aidan.

Aidan: Greenlee, this is way too dangerous.

Greenlee: I'm so sick of hearing that this is so flipping dangerous. Why the hell do you think I don't want my husband out of my sight? I agreed to let you do this, more than once, and every time, you promised it would be over. Every time, there's a new threat -- knives, guns, bombs. I'm not going to sit at home and wait for you to come home.

Ryan: That's exactly what you're going to do. I need you safe.

Greenlee: No, I need you alive.

Tad: Excuse us.

Greenlee: Let go of me.

Tad: We'll be back in a minute.

Greenlee: What are you doing?

Tad: Just go, go.

Aidan: You know, the cops are going to see nothing past a whack job and more fingerprints. It's not going to be much help.

Ryan: That's why we have to do this alone, Aidan. We have to stop Braden before he gets Greenlee or Jonathan or Lily.

Aidan: Or you.

Adam: Well, let's go on with it. I have a homecoming to plan.

Babe: He's not interested.

Adam: Why don't you go watch cartoons, hmm? It's a fair deal, Hayward. I get my child, you help yours.

David: My daughter gets to spend more time with her son. Not just hours, days.

Adam: Absolutely. Agreed.

David: Babe, don't look at me like that. I'm doing this for you and for your son.

Jamie: No, you're not. Babe wants you to back off, but you're still ready to ruin Liza’s life.

Adam: Oh, young people today. Everything's a drama to them. If you give me a lock on Liza’s whereabouts as an act of good faith, I will see to it that Babe has a play date with little Adam tomorrow.

Babe: You do this and I swear to you --

Adam: Oh, what are you going to do, throw a temper tantrum?

Babe: Look around, Daddy. I mean, what, you've got some test tubes and then a couple of empty take-out containers? Your life is pretty much running on empty right now, and nobody gives a gosh-darn what happens to you except us.

Jamie: I'm borderline.

Babe: Do the right thing, Daddy, for me.

Adam: Oh, the care and feeding of family. It's vastly overrated.

Babe: If you do this, I swear to you, if you give up Liza and Colby, I will never talk to you again. Liza saved me and my son when J.R. and Adam were hunting us down like rats.

Adam: No, like outlaws, because you broke the law. So did Liza. If David helps me, he's doing the right thing.

Babe: So this is how you repay Liza for helping me? You help Adam snatch her child?

Jamie: Punch?

Lily: Do you know differential equations?

Erica: Uh, no. No, my Calculus is sort of rusty, Lily. But I do know how the world works.

Lily: There are rules and there are formulas. You use the rules and apply the formulas and you get an answer. There's only one right answer.

Erica: But sometimes people don't follow the rules, and sometimes there is more than one answer.

Lily: I don't understand.

Erica: Lily, if I kept falling down and hitting my head, what would you do?

Lily: I'd probably buy you a helmet.

Erica: And if I was allergic to pickles, what would you do?

Lily: I would check your food every day to make sure no one tried to put a pickle in it.

Erica: And if someone were trying to hurt me, what would you do?

Lily: I'd lock all the doors and call the police.

Erica: Exactly. And so if I told you that there was a bad man out there who wanted to hurt you, and your father and I wanted to hide you and keep you safe, what would we do?

Lily: Thank you. Thank you!

Kendall: My mother fell for your lies. I won't.

Zach: You've already fallen, pretty hard. You bet everything on Ethan.

Kendall: All right, you know what, this gambling riff isn't really working for me, but in language you understand -- Ethan's a sure bet.

Zach: Be careful.

Kendall: What? Will you stop with this fake concern? You don't even know me.

Zach: I don't know this version, no, but I remember the original one -- a girl smart enough not to trust anyone, hellbent on Lavery.

Kendall: Yeah, well, that version crashed. My good luck, my mom, and my sister helped me through it. Now my vision's clear, my head's straight on, and my BS monitor is right on, and it is registering off the chart right now.

Zach: Why did you listen to people that cared about you then and you won't listen to them now about Ethan?

Kendall: They don't understand Ethan. I won't listen to them or you. I love Ethan. I'm not going to make the same mistake I made before.

Zach: Don't be so desperate.

Kendall: I -- I'm not desperate. I don't understand, why are you here? Why are you doing this and why do you always spit on everything?

Zach: Because the truth about what happened the night at the stable is about to come out. I don't want you to ignore it.

Kendall: Ethan and I love each other. I trust him completely. You can't change that.

Zach: Ok, good. Fine, love him if you have to, but don't trust him blindly.

Kendall: Eat up. Might be your last good meal before death row.

Tad: Don't be upset, please. I just thought a little fresh air would help clear your head.

Greenlee: Well, I've never been clearer. I'm not going to leave Ryan, not with that insaniac out there trying to kill him.

Tad: That insaniac just might succeed if you keep helping him.

Greenlee: Help him? Only to tighten the straps when they give him the needle.

Tad: Greenlee, come on, you're too bright not to have a clue.

Greenlee: Ryan is the most perfect man I've ever known, except he's got one tragic flaw -- he loves his family. He should drop a bomb on them, but he loves them, and I'm not going to let him die because of it.

Tad: If Ryan has one tragic flaw, it's you. Look, just picture this, ok? What if you had barged in on Braden? Then we come in, he's got a gun to your head. How long do you really think it's going to be before Ryan says, "Shoot me, let her go"? You want to help him? Wrap yourself in cotton till this thing is over, because there's only one person who can end it, and that's Ryan, and he can't do it if he's looking over his shoulder every minute to make sure you're ok. So every minute you're in the middle of this, the clock ticks against us. If you're safe, he can focus on Braden, and hopefully, you won't be the bait that costs your husband his life.

Jack: So Erica tells you that we're concerned for your safety, and now you're happy?

Lily: Yes. Because I'm not bad. I thought that's why you were sending me away. I thought because I made too many mistakes.

Jack: No.

Lily: But I'm in danger. Ryan's brother is bad, not me.

Jack: That's right. That's absolutely right. And until he's caught, your old school is the one safe place for you, for you and Greenlee. Who still hasn't called.

Lily: If you're allergic to pickles, you can give them to me, because I really like pickles a lot.

Erica: When this is over, I'm going to buy a whole barrel of pickles.

Jack: I miss you already.

Lily: But I'm still here.

Jack: And you'll be back here very, very soon, I promise you.

Lily: When I get back, can I get a dog?

Jack: Yeah, yeah. I'm sure you've done all your research. All you need to come up with is a name.

[Phone rings]

Jack: Excuse me. Jack Montgomery.

Aidan: It's Aidan.

Jack: Aidan. What -- what's the word?

Aidan: Greenlee's safe.

Jack: Thank God you found her. They found Greenlee.

Aidan: Don't worry, I'm going to bring her back as soon as she's said good-bye to Ryan.

Jack: Yeah, I'll be waiting.

Aidan: Look, there's something you should know, Jack. I found some pills in Braden's stuff, a prescription made out to Bill Smith -- the same drugs used on Greenlee.

Ryan: I love you.

Greenlee: I love you, too. Wait.

Ryan: Better?

Greenlee: Much. I may not see you for a while, so I want to remember every inch of this face.

Ryan: Hey. A new gold fleck.

Greenlee: You memorized my gold flecks?

Ryan: Yeah. I've memorized everything -- your face, eyes, skin, lips. Everything tattooed on my brain so you are always with me.

Greenlee: Me, too, you. That's why we're a perfect match. You won't have to worry about me.

Ryan: I know.

Greenlee: But that means that you better keep up your end of the deal. Come back to me, just like this.

Ryan: I promise.

Greenlee: If you don't --

Ryan: I will.

Di: Adam Chandler sounds like a piece of work.

Krystal: Yep. Treats women like incubators. Let me tell you, the things he does to get his kids away from their mothers will make your blood run cold. His last wife is on the run for life, and J.R. is picking up right where he left off.

Di: Yeah, he sure spun out on you.

Krystal: Yeah, tell me about it. Plus, they got more money than God. Only thing that makes them happy is a little crop of mini-mes running around -- that and pounding anybody that gets in their way. The only thing I can figure is they just are afraid of dying.

Di: Maybe they're afraid of being forgotten.

Krystal: Hmm. No chance of that. So, what about you? You got any crazy ex-in-laws, or are you one of the lucky ones?

Di: Ooh, I better go check in with the tier guard. Enjoy the paper.

Guard: Carey, you got a visitor.

Krystal: David. What's going on? Why are you breathing fire?

David: Our daughter and her half-wit fiancé.

Babe: It's freaky. Just when you think you're coming out from underneath, then something else pops up.

Jamie: Well, we'll just keep smacking them down.

Babe: How do you do that? Nothing gets you down. And I have to give you the credit, you are the best at cheering me up.

Jamie: Well, it beats fixing cracked cylinders and screwed-up valves. Unless you want me to check under the hood. Oh, your engine's running kind of hot.

Babe: You think?

Jamie: Let's go home.

Babe: Don't tempt me.

Jamie: It's just a routine tune-up, ma'am.

Babe: I'd love to. But I still have to log a couple more miles. I mean, look at this place. I mean, check this out. My mad doctor daddy, he totally blows when it comes to keeping house.

Jamie: Leave it. The guy's a janitor. He's a professional now.

Babe: Will you stop it? Come on, he works really hard. I thought it'd be a really nice surprise.

Jamie: You're too good to him.

Babe: Well, he's the only daddy I got.

Jamie: He better know how lucky he is. I guess I should get back to work anyway. I'll see you at home.

Babe: Hmm. Hey. I'll be ready for that tune-up.

Jamie: Yes. Ok.

Jack: Well, I got one daughter happy, one on her way home, both safe, and an absolutely gorgeous fiancée who is smarter than any calculus equation.

Lily: An equation can't be smart.

Jack: True enough. She's taking this far better than I thought she would. Thank you.

Erica: And I'm not even done yet. Lily? Lily, these are the sketches for your bridesmaid's gown.

Lily: They're beautiful.

Erica: You approve?

Lily: They're just like I wanted.

Zach: Hmm.

J.R.: Hi. What is it? What's wrong? Oh, it's Ethan, isn't it? He lied to you.

Adam: Can I help?

Babe: What are you doing here?

Adam: Well, frankly, I need your cooperation.

Babe: Huh. Forget it.

Adam: I don't think you fully understand the ramifications of all this.

Babe: I know right and I know wrong, and what you're doing is wrong.

Adam: Do you think you'll still feel that way a few years from now when you come to visit your son and he barely knows you? Or later when he grows up a bit and asks why you spend so little time with him? What are you going to say, that you had the chance, but you had to do the right thing?

Babe: I want every second I can get with little Adam.

Adam: Then you need my help. You can either be the relative stranger to your own boy or you can be a very important part of his life. It's simple -- I get my child, you get yours. Your choice.

Krystal: You horse's patoot. What did you think Babe would do when she found out you were making a deal with the devil himself?

David: She's obviously not thinking rationally.

Krystal: She's using all the good sense that God gave her.

David: If she was, she would see that this is gold! Instead, she's just slamming the door.

Krystal: On your head. David, you know what Babe wants. Why don't you just respect that? You tangle with Adam and you're going to get nothing but trouble, and if you don't know that by now, then you don't have enough brain cells to spark a fire!

Tad: Looks like Braden's a pack rat.

Ryan: I just wish he packed something that we could use.

[Phone rings]

Ryan: Yeah, this is Ryan.

Braden: It's Braden.

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

Erica: I know that I'm going to return to hating you just as much as ever, if not more, you spoiled brat.

Zach: I didn't kill your husband.

Ryan: You want me, you come and get me. This ends tonight.

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