All My Children Transcript Thursday 3/31/05
Proofread by Gisele
Maria: No, no, no, no.
Zach: Is there a problem?
Maria: Yeah. You're supposed to be in jail. Why aren't you?
Zach: Because I'm here. I can't be two places at the same time, Maria, come on.
Maria: They didn't drop the charges, though. They couldn't have dropped the charges.
Zach: No, the haven't, not yet, but they will, because I didn't kill your husband.
Maria: Lying bastard.
J.R.: All right, you know what? Just take it easy.
J.R.: Ethan is my colleague. You're my friend.
J.R.: A friend doesn't kick back and wait for something to happen, especially when you come running in here needing a hug from me. All right, you know what? That's fine. You know what? Stick with Ethan, you're going to end up crying a lot more.
J.R.: It's a good thing, because my ninja
suit happens to be at the dry cleaners. Trust me, I want what's best for you.
Krystal: I know you're not used to cleaning toilets, but I do believe those ammonia fumes have scrambled your brain. If you played footsie with Adam Chandler, you're lucky to keep your leg, not to mention your important parts. And let me tell you something. If you pull Babe into any of your backdoor deals, whatever Adam doesn't stomp I'm going to turn into Friday's mystery meat. You hear me?
Jack: Oh, Greenlee. Not that I was worried or anything, of course.
Erica: Greenlee, it might have been really nice if you told us you were going.
Jack: Are you all right?
Greenlee: I'm in one piece, thanks to my escort.
Aidan: She's tougher than she looks.
Jack: Ok, so tell me, where were you? Is Ryan still there? Is Braden with him now? Sorry, let's take them one at a time, ok?
Greenlee: None at a time. I can't tell you a thing.
Erica: Why on earth not?
Jack: Greenlee, tell me where Ryan is so that I can --
Greenlee: So you can call the cops? I can't let you do that. This is between Ryan and his brother now.
Ryan: I'm not playing anymore. No more games.
Braden: It's just begun.
Ryan: No. No, Braden. No more traps, no more clues, no more garbage. You want me, you come and get me. This ends tonight.
Jack: Oh, come on, Greenlee. You know what kind of man Braden Lavery is. You know the kind of filth that he is, and he's still out there doing who knows what.
Erica: Greenlee, if you know where he is --
Jack: Tell me! Tell me so I can do what needs to be done.
Greenlee: Ryan's the only one that can do this.
Greenlee: He is. He's the only one that'll ever even get close enough to Braden, and I hate it. I hate that he's going to be bait. I hate what he'll have to relive and suffer through to get this done. I will go with Lily to her old school until Ryan calls me and he says, "Braden is gone, you can come home," because until he says that, nothing is right -- for him, for me, for you, for any of us. That's just how it has to be.
Erica: Aidan, even Ryan can't do this alone.
Aidan: Look, Tad is with Ryan, and they know what they're up against.
Erica: Lily. Lily! This coat, this hat -- it looks just great on you, but why are you wearing it?
Lily: I'm incognito. It's standard detective-story procedure. I'm in disguise so that the bad guys won't make me, which means they won't recognize me on my way back to my old school, and I think that Greenlee needs a hat and a coat, too.
Aidan: You know, that's very smart of you, Lily, to think one step ahead.
Lily: I did it without you.
Aidan: You know, you're brilliant, and you can accomplish anything you put your mind to. You know that?
Jack: I have to call the school. You are ok, right? Ok.
Greenlee: No, wait. That's right. Wait until his back is turned. Tell me again how I never should have let Ryan go.
Erica: Greenlee, I am so sorry for what you and Ryan are going through. I am praying that he comes home safely.
Greenlee: Oh, God. The sympathy face, the look they give you when it's prognosis negative from you. Don't you have enough sense not to be nice to me?
Erica: Well, don't worry about it, you know, because this is going to be over in a heartbeat, and I know that I'm going to return to hating you just as much as ever, if not more, you spoiled brat.
Greenlee: That's the nicest thing you ever said to me. I pray for Ryan, too.
Ryan: You got it all wrong, Braden -- as usual. Your stupid games and your little traps. You make me ashamed of you, Braden, because you don't have the sense to be ashamed of yourself, hiding out in a little cruddy old apartment, playing your little games, little traps, like a 10-year-old little boy. Is that what you want? A pathetic little kid, who wants to take it out on his dad? Can't, so he takes it out on me instead. Well, you know what? Dad was right. You are a disappointment, a joke. You think you're tough, like Dad, because you can beat up on these women like Kit Montgomery? Remember, you raped her, poisoned my wife? Remember that? What are you going to do next, buddy? You going to swing by a park and beat up on some little kids because that's the kind of big man you are, you can't even face me face to face? You got to take these little pot shots at me? These little twisted little traps? Let me ask you something. Do I sound scared to you? You little wimp. You loser. You whiny little baby boy. You make me sick! And now I understand why Dad had a strap, because if I saw your face right now --
Tad: Ok. Now we wait. Alls I can say is, that was your father, a piece of the hell you lived through every day when you were a kid? Then I'm sorry. Lord knows if there was a bed in here right now, Iíd be under it.
Ryan: You get your hands off me!
Krystal: Would you pop your eyes back in your head? I'm talking about you and me and our daughter. You remember her?
David: Who is that?
Krystal: Her name's Babe. Sweet kid?
David: No. I meant that one right there.
Krystal: Yeah, I know. I know what you meant. That's just my subtle way of saying that Di is not the point.
Krystal: Yeah. Yeah, she already got my back once already. She kept me out of isolation.
David: So she's your friend?
Krystal: Well, we're not exactly swapping lipstick, but she doesn't hate me, so I guess that's as much of a friend as you can hope for around here.
David: What's her last name?
David: And what is she in for?
Krystal: David, come on. This is prison. My whole world is "don't ask, don't tell." Plus, she pretty much keeps her business to herself.
David: No, come on. You live with the woman. You must know something about her.
Krystal: Ask her yourself. But let me give you a tip. If you tick her off, my money's on her.
David: Yeah, well, it's just --
Krystal: Yeah, I know, I know. Your eyes are going wacky. I noticed that. They're glued to her face. What, you know her or something?
David: When I saw her -- she just looks like somebody I used to know.
J.R.: Is this where you slap me, because that could be fun, too.
J.R.: Ok, so I've lied, once or twice.
J.R.: You've manipulated a lot of facts yourself, which surprises me that you can't peg a liar when you see one.
J.R.: I'll admit, Ethan is good, he is a natural. I'll give him that much. He meets your eyes -- well, not all the time. He plays the indignant angle. He's got the accent. Maybe I should purchase one of those, huh?
J.R.: Well, I'm not even going to try to lie to you about that. Yeah, of course, I want you.
J.R.: Are you having wedding-dress visions with Mr. Cambias? Because that will never happen. You'll wake up one day and you're going to realize that you've met yet another man that you can't trust and I'll be here, willing to make things better.
J.R.: First-class ticket, but only if you'll come with me.
Maria: Now you claim you're innocent.
Maria: Ethan lied?
Zach: I hate to talk about him behind his back, but, yeah, he lied.
Maria: Yeah, except you forget that you told me in gross detail, and you enjoyed every word of how you killed my husband.
Zach: I told you what you wanted.
Maria: When will it be enough, Zach? When will I have lost enough for you?
Zach: It's not about you.
Maria: Yeah, it's about me, since you came
Zach: I learned a couple of things when I was in jail. Number 1, I saw who my friends are. Number 2, the truth doesn't matter. The thing that matters is what people want to believe.
Maria: Really? No, the truth does matter. It's what put you in that cell. It's what's going to put you back again.
Zach: You want to believe that I killed your husband. You still do. Why is that? Why would you want me, a man you shared your bed with, to be a cold-blooded killer -- evil, vicious, and a liar?
Maria: Where's Ethan?
Zach: I don't know. Why? You need him to reassure you that I did it?
Maria: No, I need the disc.
Zach: The disc is gone.
Maria: What did you do to it?
Zach: I didn't do anything to it.
Zach: Ethan did, destroyed it. You know why? Because he needs you to hate me, and if you'd seen the disc, you wouldn't. It was that good, Maria.
Maria: It's funny, because I don't believe you.
Zach: Of course you don't. You never did. Here he is -- the man who'll put all your fears aside.
Aidan: You make sure you look after yourself back at school today, ok?
Lily: After? You mean will I take care of myself? I will.
Aidan: You know, I'm very glad to know you and I'm also very glad that you were my PI partner for a while, and my friend. Just be smart and be safe.
Aidan: Hey, Steve. Hey, buddy. Well, you know the drill. Ok, right. Yeah.
Lily: I talked to Aidan. My stomach, it's just --
Erica: Oh, Lily, did he upset you?
Lily: There's just so many butterflies. He's not my boyfriend anymore, though. That's not right, is it?
Erica: Oh, it's normal, honey. Really, most people feel like that, because the feelings, they don't leave right away, but they do leave. You just need some time.
Aidan: That was Steve Clark on the phone. He's one of my best men, and he's also my friend, so we can trust him.
Jack: All right, good. Aidanís waiting for you and Lily. I'd feel a hell of a lot better if I was going, too, but --
Greenlee: Oh, you don't have to stay here. I better go pack.
Jack: At least you'll be safe there. You'll be ok.
Greenlee: I'm not worried about me. Ryan will be fine. He's going to put Braden away, and he's going to come home to me. Don't do that. Don't be mad at Ryan. This isn't his fault.
Jack: Isn't it? If he hadn't covered for Braden all those years ago, none of this would be happening now.
Greenlee: He's not the same man.
Jack: Well, maybe he isn't, but Braden is, and he's still out there. Your husband put you and everyone else in jeopardy.
Greenlee: No, this wasn't him. Jonathan's a mess, Braden's evil, but Ryan is not like either one of them.
Ryan: Come on, Braden. Come on, Braden.
Tad: Ryan --
Ryan: Don't you touch me! I told you --
Ryan: Don't touch me!
Tad: Stop! It's me! It's Tad. If you want to make it out of this alive, for Greenlee, you've got to stay calm. Focus. You can't tear this place apart, because that's what Braden expects, and he's probably outside that door with a gun right now.
Ryan: Yeah? Well, bring it on. Bring it on!
Tad: Look. That's exactly what he said to your father. That's what he wants you to do. Don't you get it? If you play by his rules, if you let him call the shots, you're going to go down. Ryan, what's it going to be, pal? You going to hold it together or are you going to check out 50 years too early?
Ryan: I'm --
Tad: You're fine. You're fine. You're just a good man trying to crawl his way out from under a really bad legacy.
Ryan: I am my father.
Tad: No, you're not. Ryan, you are not now nor ever will be Patrick Lavery.
Ryan: This is Ryan.
Braden: I'm coming.
Zach: Wow, look at you. You're not surprised at all, huh?
Ethan: You recanted, decided you'd rather not take your punishment. Where's the surprise in that?
Zach: Maria and I were having a chat. She wants the disc you took.
Maria: Just please give it to me so that I can go.
Ethan: I'm sorry, Maria, but it's gone. I destroyed it.
Zach: Something I didn't lie about. Might want to make a note of that.
Maria: Look, look, there's got be a copy, though, somewhere, right?
Maria: Somebody's got a copy.
Ethan: No, no, no, no, no. There was no need. Besides, you asked me to get rid of it.
Zach: Dead man walking. That's not nice.
Maria: Who are you? Are you kidding? You took a man from his wife and his kids and you can stand there and mock him like that? Ethan told me what was on the tape. He said Edmund couldn't walk.
Zach: Did you tell her everything? Come on, boy. Scout's honor.
Ethan: No, Maria. Actually, Zachís right. I didn't tell you everything.
Simone: Oh, thank God! The West Coast distribution's behind. Mia called and she said that they are just panting for more Shake It Shimmer body fragrance, and my dinner came back wrong.
Simone: No, no. No, no, no, no. No, think work, West Coast, body fragrance, ok?
Simone: Whoa. Ok, I give up. I'm going to take a break. Tell me who.
Simone: Ethan's a liar? What, it was a lucky guess. It's like in the air.
Simone: My gosh, the drama. You have to lighten up, ok? You believe Ethan, so who cares?
Simone: Oh, yeah, like Ethan gives a pot pie about what anyone thinks. You, on the other hand, just threatened to feed me lipstick.
Simone: Yeah. Because? Is it because you think that it's possible that Ethan may have lied to you?
Simone: Yeah, I get that, but you got to like, you know -- you got to calm down with this "liar, liar, pants on fire" stuff. Take control, all right? Shut the grapevine down.
Simone: You know you can have more fun than that. A little Dr. Haywire's magic amazing truth potion?
Krystal: In case you haven't heard, there's no conjugal visits, David, so if you're cruising for a new girlfriend, I suggest you try outside those gates.
David: There's no need for that. I've already made my choice.
Krystal: Do we have to get this straight again?
David: Oh, that's right -- your heart only flutters for goofball Martin. Well, I don't see him around.
Krystal: I told him to stay away.
David: Good for you. Three hots and a cot finally smacked some sense into you.
Krystal: If it isn't obvious to you, I'm off the market.
David: You're not going to be here forever.
Krystal: That's easy for you to say.
David: And when you get out, I'm going to be outside waiting for you with a bottle of champagne, our daughter, and our grandson.
Krystal: No more dirty deals with Adam, ok? Didn't it turn your stomach at all to offer up Colby just so Babe could spend a little time with her son?
David: Colby is Lizaís responsibility, and
little Adam's ours, and I'm not going to let him be raised a
Krystal: Well, I am not going to risk getting Babe into any more trouble because of your wheeling and dealing. Look at me, David. I can't help Babe from here, so don't give me one more reason to get crazy about it.
David: Just relax, Krystal. Everything is under control.
Krystal: Oh -- oh, gosh, which means that your dealings are dirtier than ever. What do you have going on?
Guard: Time's up.
Krystal: Come on, quick. Tell me, David.
Guard: I said time's up.
David: Sorry. Can't break the rules.
Tad: I assume you've met.
Ryan: Aidan called it my last resort, which is why I don't need it.
Tad: The hell you don't. That first bullet put you in the hospital. The second bullet nearly killed you except for the vest that I happen to know you're not wearing. And after what I just went through with your wife, I'll be damned if I'm going to be the one that has to call her and tell her that the third bullet finished the job. You know how?
Ryan: Yeah, I know how.
Tad: Listen, somebody's got to watch the back door, so Iíll be in the cafť right down the dock. Braden shows up, I'll be all over him.
Ryan: The Lavery brothers -- we used to be really tight. You know that? It used to be bunk beds and trading cards. And now it's guns and bullets.
Tad: This isn't about what happened in some grubby apartment way back when. This is about right now, today, tomorrow, the day after that. It's about the life you deserve with Greenlee. So you do whatever you have to to remember that.
Jack: Lily, you'll be -- you'll be ok at school. You know, they love you there.
Lily: I know.
Jack: Not as much as we love you here, though. You do know how badly I want to give you a hug right now, right? It's ok.
Lily: I can say I love you. Is that enough?
Jack: That's great.
Greenlee: You'll call me when you hear from Ryan?
Aidan: Yep, absolutely. And don't worry. You and Ryan will be absolutely fine. You'll be back to normal very, very soon. Meanwhile, I'm going to get to work on the prescription for these drugs that we found.
Aidan: We're going to get what we need to take Braden down for good, ok? Steve, keep them safe.
Steve: Will do.
Aidan: And yourself, too.
Erica: Lily, I'm really going to miss you. But if you have any questions, anything, anything you need, please call me.
Lily: Do I have to wait till I get there or can I talk to you right now?
Erica: Oh, now is perfect, right now.
Lily: I have so many butterflies, and they're harder and faster than all the ones before.
Erica: Oh. You know what? They're going to slow down, they really will, and in fact, they are going to disappear completely.
Lily: I don't really want them to.
Erica: Oh. I know. I know, Lily.
Jack: Well, I guess I can't stall any longer. Come on, Iíll walk you down to the car, ok?
Lily: I'll take care of myself and Greenlee, too. We can do it. I know you said it was good enough, but I want to.
Jack: Not too tight, not too long. Thank you.
Greenlee: I'll see you soon.
Jack: Ok. Take care of yourself.
Erica: Well, I know that Lily's really going to want her room in order when she comes back.
Aidan: You know, it'd be me with those girls if I hadn't messed things up with --
Jack: And where do you think Iíd be if I didn't have to be here to make sure Braden gets put away, huh?
Aidan: Well, I see life without a chance at parole.
Jack: Those are the pills you took from Braden's storage?
Aidan: Yep. I found them there along with a shrine of his loving brother. Jack, those were the meds that mucked up Greenlee's brain. Prosecution exhibit A against Braden Lavery for attempted murder, along with the knife that he used on Jonathan, the bomb, and the slug from Ryan's bulletproof vest.
Jack: All of which means absolutely nothing if he gets away again.
Aidan: We won't let it happen. Ryan definitely will not let that --
Jack: You know what? Let me ask you a question. Why did you and Tad go after Ryan if you thought Ryan was so great out there by himself, huh? I'll tell you what. I want the cops, I want the Feds, I want any pressure I can bring to bear on Braden, and now I want you to tell me where he is so that I can do that.
Aidan: And if Braden smells a setup, he's going to stay gone until he takes his next shot, and who knows who that will be.
Erica: Jack, Aidan is right. I mean, what would the FBI do? They'd bring in an expert who would think like Braden and tell us what his next move is, but we already have the best expert -- Braden's brother.
Jack: This monster almost killed one of my daughters, and he traumatized the other one, and he's not going to get a chance to do that again.
Lily: We'll need to blend in. We need to keep a low profile to avoid identification. We'll need aliases and wigs, nothing too distracting, though. And never volunteer information. That's usually how a person gets made. Just one slip and it'll ruin the whole thing --
Greenlee: Just shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up. Just shut up. I don't need a fake name or a wig. I'm Ryan's wife. I'm Mrs. Greenlee Lavery. That's who I am. I really should be with him right now, not here with you. I need Ryan. I need Ryan.
Lily: Ok, you're having a meltdown. My teacher calls this OOC, Out Of Control. But it's ok, it's ok. I can help you. I know how. 100, 99, 98 -- can you do it? 97, 96, 95 -- you're not trying. 94 --
Greenlee: 94 --
Lily: 93 --
Greenlee: 93 --
Lily: 92 --
Greenlee: 92 --
Simone: Look, it's not like it's strychnine, ok? It's like a six-cosmo lunch minus the heaves and the giggles. I had a taste and I had a blast. I called up old crushes and rated their hotness. It was no big deal, outside of this one guy who actually broke down and burst into tears.
Simone: Ok, you know, are you afraid that you're going to lose Ethan, or are you afraid to find out the truth?
Simone: Ok, you know what? Here we go. You that close to going over the line and me this close to getting snippy, so I am going to excuse myself and work in the back room, because somebody has to be mature and responsible and it's a really sad, sorry day when that person has to be me.
Ethan: I told you about the footage -- Edmund at the casino? But I didn't tell you all of it.
Maria: Was he walking?
Ethan: No. He was in a wheelchair. But he wasn't alone. She was an employee, a dealer, and she was all over your husband. She wouldn't let go. She went to kiss Edmund, and the footage suddenly went to black.
Maria: What are you saying?
Ethan: It was a setup, Maria. Zach rigged the whole thing -- the girl, the video. He obviously had to cut it off because Edmund sent her away.
Zach: Is this your
Ethan: Obviously, Zach is just trying to make it look like Edmund was cheating on you so that he would have another chance to get back with you.
Maria: No, you told me that there was nothing on the footage, that it was just Edmund at the casino and nothing else. There was no reason that I should even see it.
Ethan: Maria, you just lost your husband. And I didn't want his latest deception to be the last memory of the man who you loved. It was a cheap con, nothing more. Edmund loved you. The night that he died, he told me how much he loved you. He told me about the life that he wanted to have with you. Do not let this man destroy that, not after everything he's put you through.
Zach: That's very good.
Maria: Is it true?
Zach: Let this be the last time you ask me that. How many times have you done that, demanded the truth, and then when you get an answer, you ask it again?
Maria: Because you lie.
Zach: Because you say so. Edmund the saint because you say so, Zach the killer because you say so, along with my eagle-eyed son. There is no truth until you decide whether or not you like it. So what truth do you need about the disc, huh? And what do you want to believe? Because in the end, that's the only thing that matters -- what you want the truth to be.
Ethan: Ok. Leave her alone. You can't get her heart, and now you want to hurt --
Zach: I wasn't speaking to you! You've done the Cambias name proud. Excuse me.
Krystal: Hey. So what's your game, huh? Blackjack? Rummy? Old maid?
Di: You lead.
Krystal: Ah, you don't hear that much around here. How about rummy?
Di: The women on the inside hate you, but the men on the outside? You're looking at ten and you still got them lined up around the block.
Krystal: Ah, well, it's really not how it looks.
Di: Huh. That last one -- sexy smile on that one. Blew you a kiss when he walked away.
Krystal: He's my daughter's father.
Krystal: He noticed you, too. You ever seen him before?
Di: Sure have -- at the club, maybe the golf course. You know, I get out so much.
Krystal: He recognized you.
Di: I just have one of those faces, I guess -- always reminding somebody of their cousin's hairdresser's nephew or niece, whatever.
Di: Hmm. Maybe that's how I landed up in here -- mistaken identity. But --
Krystal: Thank you.
Di: Hmm. It's a bad idea to be grateful for getting beat.
Krystal: Well, you kept me out of solitary and you don't spit on my face. I know it's not prison etiquette, but I really want to thank you for that.
Di: Don't get too used to me. I'm getting out of here anytime now.
Krystal: So soon?
Di: Well, you just got here. It doesn't mean I did.
Krystal: Well, I guess you got somebody waiting on you when you get out?
Di: Dozens of them, lined up like yours.
Krystal: Well, I don't expect a post card or anything, but where are you headed?
Di: As long as it doesn't have cinder blocks or iron bars, I'm just going to take it as it comes. Hey.
Krystal: Girl, tell you what -- you sure do know how to keep private private. And after I told you everything about me, you're not going to say anything, are you?
Di: There's only one thing left to say -- dealer's choice.
David: Hey, little Adam. Whatever Daddy's selling, don't buy it.
J.R.: Will you get out.
David: Enjoying time with my grandson?
J.R.: There's nothing in this visitation that says that you get to see my son.
David: I'm here for your sake.
J.R.: So why don't you stuff it and get out?
David: Oh, you're going to want to hear this, J.R. You really are. No? Well, maybe little Adam's interested. Tell Daddy that hell finally froze over and that Grandpa Adam and Grandpa David made a little deal. Yes, they did.
J.R.: Don't talk to my son.
David: Well, this involves him, too, doesn't it? Did you know that Adam was willing to trade your son for Colby? Naughty Grandpa Adam.
Greenlee: Three, two, one.
Lily: You can start over if you need to.
Greenlee: No, I'm ok. I'm -- thanks, Lily, for helping me get through this.
Lily: You can go by fours next time if you want to. Just don't go by fives. For some reason, fives never work.
Ethan: Don't let Zach do this to you, Maria. You've already lost your husband. Zach is going to take whatever you have left, your faith in Edmund. If you let him upset you, then --
Maria: Then what? Then he wins? He killed my husband. Zachís already won.
Ethan: He won't win, Maria. I swear to you.
Maria: Well, Edmund would be very grateful. He'd be very happy that I have somebody I can count on. Thank you from both of us.
Jack: Well, my, my, my, I heard you got out. Should I be flattered that we're your first stop?
Zach: I came to check on Lily. No guards, no security. What's going on?
Jack: My daughters are safe and sound.
Zach: Glad to hear it.
Erica: So now that you have admitted you're not guilty, what's next?
Zach: Livia is going to take care of all the legalities.
Erica: Yeah -- I mean Ethan. Who's going to take care of him and his accusations?
Zach: I'll handle Ethan, and before you ask, it's none of your business.
Erica: Every string you pull on Ethan pulls on my daughter.
Zach: Thanks for the update on Lily.
Erica: Yes, go ahead. Do whatever you need
to to Ethan, but you leave my daughter alone. Don't you dare hurt
[Knock on door]
David: Whoever you are, whatever you want,
I'm not --
Ryan: Come on, Braden. Where are you?
Steve: Nothing but a blowout. I got a jack and a spare. 10 minutes tops.
Greenlee: So, what, we just stand here?
Lily: We should stand out of view of the street, and you should watch out for ambush and interception.
Steve: All right, will do.
Lily: There. We should stand behind there.
Greenlee: You're good at this.
Lily: Well, I do have above-average problem-solving skills.
Greenlee: I lost it. I yelled at you.
Lily: Yes -- your meltdown.
Greenlee: I'm sorry. I just -- I have a lot of feelings going on in my head, and I just got --
Lily: It's ok. I get overwhelmed sometimes, too, and Dad says that I should just take it slow and try to understand what feelings I'm having and why I'm having them. You did really good with the counting. Maybe you can learn to understand, too.
Greenlee: I'll give it a shot.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Adam: You want to be your father's equal, act like it.
Zach: She's one breath away from seeing you for the lying sack that you truly are.
Lily: This is an ambush, isn't it?
Greenlee: Looks like it.
Braden: Give it up, Ryan.
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