AMC Transcript Wednesday 6/1/05

All My Children Transcript Wednesday 6/1/05



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Jamie: Amanda, hey. Come on in. We were just talking about you.

Amanda: Hey! I'm so glad you're ok. We so almost got busted at Casa Chandler.

Jamie: Yeah, Babe said J.R. walked in.

Babe: Yeah, I barely had a second to hide. But how about you? Are you ok?

Amanda: Yeah. Why not?

Babe: J.R. was practically pawing at you.

Amanda: He wasn't that bad.

Babe: Amanda, come on, you and I both know that he was trying to get you in bed.

J.R.: So what do you want, Tad?

Tad: I've got some questions for you.

Di: I'll see if I can come up with some answers.

J.R.: And I'll stick around.

Di: You're the boss. Go ahead. What do you want to know?

Tad: The family you used to work for before you took this position -- I'm having some real problems tracking the dates you gave me.

J.R.: Oh, Babe just won't lay off, will she? We have her references.

Tad: And I checked them. But I'm sorry, J.R., I'd like some more facts.

J.R.: And you know what, I don't really give a damn what you want.

Di: J.R., it's all right. I don't mind. In fact, I would like to put everyone's suspicions to rest. So go on, Tad. Ask me anything.

Simone: I'm serious. Squid boy and I were sitting right over there.

Ethan: Come on, the guy can't have been that bad.

Simone: You want to meet him? I know where he lives, I'm serious. Yeah, just squid boy, a couple of calamari, and his laptop so he can put out fake profiles on Internet dating services.

Ethan: Uh-huh?

Simone: Oh, yes, I just admitted that I have gone to online love, yeah.

Ethan: You did?

Simone: Or dating, yeah. That's attractive, isn't it? Yeah.

Ethan: Oh, come on, it's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Simone: Really? I will take the humiliation just because it made you smile. You've got a killer smile. I hope I get to see it more often. Not that I'm superficial. You know, I know that looks aren't everything, and skin only goes so deep. But I have to tell you that the last guy left an extremely hopeless vibe, and now the vibe is hopeful. Things are definitely looking up. Or not.

[The conversation comes to a screeching halt when Greenlee walks in.]

David: What's wrong?

Greenlee: I'm cosmically dissed. I ask for help, and you send David? Not funny, Leo.

David: If you're in trouble, I will do anything I can to help.

Greenlee: Oh, like when I was being poisoned? You pitched right in. Oh, no, that's right -- Babe needed your help, so it was good-bye me. So now it's good-bye you. Go away, David.

David: Not until you tell me what Ryan has done to make you so miserable.

Zach: We're closed.

Ryan: Oh, that would explain it.

Zach: We'll reopen soon. You can come back then.

Ryan: I don't want to wait.

Zach: Why are you here? Come back to the scene of the crime? What, you want to go out to the gazebo where your brother first tried to kill you?

Ryan: No. I want to make a killing of my own.

Greenlee: You don't know anything about me or Ryan or anything. You don't give a damn about me, so take your Mr. Concerned Act and stuff it. Just go away.

David: No matter how angry you are at me, Greenlee, we will always have two things in common -- Leo, and coming here whenever we're so upset, because we want to feel closest to Leo. Don't shut me out, Greenlee. Please, just tell me what's bothering you.

Greenlee: If I don't talk to someone, I'm liable to start screaming, and if I start doing that, I might not stop.

David: I could scream with you, but it might be more productive to talk.

Greenlee: Well, if I do confide in you and you go into a Ryan rant, I will walk away and never look back.

David: All right, ok. I get it. Go ahead.

Greenlee: I went down to Boca Raton for Jack and Erica's wedding, and Ryan stayed home. While I was away, Ryan did something. Something that -- I thought about what our family would be like. I always wanted to have a little girl so I could buy her a whole new wardrobe every single year and -- and I could relate to her and steer her away from things. But first, we should have a boy. A little boy just like Ryan. So he could be her big brother and be smart and funny and steer her away from things when she was just getting way too far out there. And we'd be so happy. And they'd adore their daddy so much because he's so good and loving. But it's gone. It can't happen. Ryan made it so that I can never have his children.

[Ryan downs a shot in one gulp then pours himself another.]

Ryan: Nice.

Zach: Take it at your own time. Hmm. So who are you out to kill?

Ryan: I'm out to make a killing. Your money's my target, not you. Blackjack.

Zach: Hmm. Ryan versus the house. Odds are against you.

Ryan: Yeah, the odds have been against me for a long time. I'm used to it.

Zach: Well, I just want to point out you've had a bit of a losing streak lately.

Ryan: And I'm going to point out that's about to change. You deal the cards.

Zach: It's tough, isn't it? Not being able to turn to family when you need them? And it's too late for your brothers to pitch in, so what do you say? Play a couple of hands in their memory.

Ryan: Well, you want to commemorate your dead brother, too, don't you? And your father and Ethan. I mean, he's pretty much dead to you. Let's make it five.

Ethan: Why don't you go ahead and order some dessert, ok?

Simone: Ok. Kendall, you said I could have a clear field.

Kendall: Hi, Ethan.

Ethan: Is there something I can do for you?

Kendall: I just wanted you to know that Zach and I talked, and we don't want to cause you any more pain.

Ethan: Spoken like a true stepmother.

Simone: How about, uh, crème brulée or green tea ice cream? Yum.

Kendall: Zach is dropping the lawsuit on Cambias Industries.

Ethan: Really? Tell me, how does your lover, J.R., feel about that?

Amanda: J.R. won't get me into bed.

Babe: Well, he wasn't exactly subtle.

Amanda: Well, it takes two. I'm not interested. J.R.’s not my type.

Babe: That may not matter.

Amanda: Is that a dig at me?

Jamie: No. It's just that J.R.’s changed a lot since you left town.

Amanda: Yeah, so I found out.

Babe: Amanda, is there something that you're not telling us?

Amanda: I feel like such a dork. I have never been naive. It's so weird.

Jamie: What happened?

Amanda: Last night, J.R. came into my bedroom.

Jamie: What did he do?

Amanda: He just started talking. I thought he was being nice and sweet, you know -- until he made it clearer to me. And you're right. He's after me.

Jamie: All right, I'm going over there right now.

Amanda: No, you'll make it worse.

Jamie: No, J.R. needs to back off.

Amanda: That's what I told him.

Babe: So what did he say?

Amanda: Well, then he brought out the big guns -- my tuition and how he gave it to me out of the goodness of his big, big heart.

Jamie: Ah, and guess what he wants in return.

Amanda: You guessed it. Well, hey, that doesn't mean he's going to get it. I haven't been living in a cave, you know. Lots of guys have hit on me, and I've handled them fine.

Babe: Well, J.R. isn't some kid from school. He swooped into my life and acted like this big, devoted hero, and next thing I know, I'm married in two weeks.

Jamie: When J.R. wants something or someone, he doesn't stop until he gets it.

J.R.: Make your point and go.

Tad: I met somebody in Germany that knows you.

J.R.: Germany? Not Germantown, Pennsylvania? Germany?

Tad: Yeah, Germany. Deutschland, Deutschland? Western Europe? That Germany.

J.R.: What, did Babe and Jamie slip a ring in your nose? She whines, you jump? Man, you are sad.

Tad: This has nothing to do with Babe. It's just between me and Diana.

J.R.: And me, her employer.

Tad: There's only one reason I am doing this, and that's to make sure who Diana Cole really --

Di: I need --

J.R.: Whoa. Diana?

Tad: Well, that's convenient.

J.R.: What are you talking about, you idiot? She's burning up!

Greenlee: How could Ryan all on his own decide that we wouldn't have children? It's a betrayal of me, of our marriage, of himself. Ryan needs children. They'd change his life in such a profound way. I truly believe that.

David: I understand. Leora was my salvation. Now I have Babe and Little Adam. The child-parent bond, it's -- it's extraordinary, beyond description.

Greenlee: That's what I want for Ryan, that love and sense of wonder.

David: Greenlee, I don't know. Maybe it's for the best. If there is any chance that Ryan might misdirect his anger --

Greenlee: No, Ryan is nothing like his father or his brothers. He would never hurt a child. I know that. I wanted to prove that to him. If I could've had our baby, Ryan would realize that he was wrong to doubt himself. He fixed it so that he'll never be able to look into his child's eyes and see his beauty and his strength gazing back at him. He killed that chance.

Ryan: Hit me. 19.

Zach: Oops. 20. Keep playing like that, you're going to lose everything.

Ryan: I'm not the big loser of this bar, pal.

Zach: It's a long time ago, blood under the bridge.

Ryan: Oh, so you think that you're done -- you, Ethan, and Kendall? I mean, the ink's not even dry on the marriage certificate.

Zach: I know that look. You're trying to make a point, aren't you?

Ryan: You married the woman that your son loves. That's like handing the guy a rifle and painting a target on your forehead.

Zach: You think he'll kill me?

Ryan: Well, if you're too much of a coward to end your own misery, yeah, maybe he might want to --

Zach: Wait a second, that's not fair. That's a page out of your brothers' book, isn't it? Oh, that reminds me -- I got something for you. Here it is. For your family album.

Ryan: Turn it off.

Zach: Security cameras got this not too long before Jonathan took his first shot at you. Oh, man, look at that. Jonathan should've listened to him. You know what gets to me? There's still another Lavery left standing.

[Ryan smashes Zach’s disc player to smithereens.]

Zach: You feel better?

Amanda: If I'd known it'd set you off, I wouldn't have said anything. J.R.’s not that bad. He's just a jerk about sex.

Jamie: No, the Chandler motto is "The ends justify the means." J.R. lives by that.

Babe: You have to take this seriously, Amanda.

Jamie: J.R. drugged Babe's drink one night.

Babe: Yeah, he put this pill or something in that was supposed to make me a nympho.

Amanda: Oh, my God.

Jamie: Yeah, and she had an allergic reaction and almost died.

Babe: Honey.

Amanda: And how could J.R. be allowed to walk around free, like into my bedroom at all hours?

Babe: Because the Chandler money and power, it opens doors.

Amanda: From now on, I'm locking mine. J.R.’s turned skeeve-meister. Relax, I am a pro at dealing with the twisted. I've had tons of experience.

Babe: How do you have all this experience?

Amanda: From my mom. Up close and way too personal.

J.R.: We got a patient!

Nurse: Please fill this out, sign the X on front and back.

J.R.: She can't do that.

Nurse: You can help her.

J.R.: Fine, you know what? Get her in a cubicle and page Joe Martin.

Nurse: Dr. Martin's chief of staff.

Tad: He's also my father. Just page him for us, please?

Nurse: We cannot treat patients without --

J.R.: Her temperature is off the chart! Get her a doctor!

Nurse: Please, sir --

J.R.: I'm J.R. Chandler, as in Chandler on the board of this hospital. If you do not get a doctor --

Di: J.R., I'm fine.

Tad: She's doing her job. Just ease up.

J.R.: Everything's going to be all right. I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here. Do you want to be out on the street? Excuse me, can you help her?

Doctor: What have we got?

Nurse: I've got a pain in the neck. She's got a fever.

J.R.: She passed out.

Doctor: Hey, what's your name?

J.R.: Diana.

Doctor: Let her tell me.

Di: Diana Cole.

Doctor: Ok, Ms. Cole, let's go take a look. Do you have any allergies?

Di: Uh-uh.

Doctor: You aren't allergic to any medications?

Di: Uh-uh.

Joe: What's going on, Tad?

Tad: J.R.’s new nanny conveniently fainted. Apparently, she has a fever.

Joe: What do you mean, "conveniently"?

Tad: I was trying to question her when she passed out.

J.R.: Whoa, what are you doing? Let me in there.

Orderly: The examination will go faster --

Joe: J.R., listen, I'll observe. You wait out here.

J.R.: What?

Tad: You care a lot about her.

J.R.: You're damn right I do.

Tad: Why?

Simone: Mixed berries?

Kendall: It's true, Ethan. Zach is done with Cambias Industries. It's all yours.

Ethan: Then doesn't that make me the big winner?

Simone: You know what, you can just pretend I'm invisible.

Kendall: I'm really truly sorry about the way things ended between you and me.

Ethan: You ended them, Kendall, when you married my father. And if you're so sorry, why'd you do it?

Kendall: It was a way out.

Ethan: A way out of what, exactly?

Kendall: Of all the pain and the hurt and the confusion.

Ethan: Really? Well, I hope you found what you were looking for when you said, "I do." I hope that the pain and the anger and the confusion just disappeared.

Kendall: You know damn well it hasn't. Not even close.

Zach: So what you're saying is you don't want the disc?

Ryan: When you were in jail, you knew that one of my brothers tried to kill me, and you kept your mouth shut!

Zach: You weren't ready to hear it, especially from me. You want to keep playing?

Ryan: You told me that I had to take the journey, like the one you took with your brother.

Zach: It's something, isn't it? To learn that the brother you loved, protected, and looked after your whole life betrayed everything you believed in?

Ryan: Yes, it is something.

Zach: There's hope for you yet.

Ryan: Yeah, there is hope for me, Slater, but none for you, because my luck is about to change. Let's keep playing.

Greenlee: Without our loving, happy child as solid proof, Ryan's lost. He'll always think that he's damaged, that he's like Jonathan or Braden or his sadistic father.

David: Time could change that. Maybe in a few years --

Greenlee: By then, it'll be too late. His self-doubt and his self-hatred will only sink in deeper. It's going to poison him. It's going to ruin our marriage.

David: You know, maybe the dream isn't dead. Maybe this can be salvaged.

Greenlee: Haven't you been listening? There's no way out of this. It's over. It's done.

David: No, no, Greenlee, it's not. I could give you that child.

Simone: Talk about painful. I wish the floor would open up and swallow us all.

Kendall: Wasn't that bad.

Simone: Oh, please. You were, like, bleeding from your eyeballs you were so tragic.

Kendall: Don't be so dramatic.

Simone: Look, you know what? I'm going to make a sacrifice. I'm going to go over there. I'm going to tell Ethan, "No dessert for me." Even though he's my hot, semi-sweet chocolate on my ice cream brownie, I'm going to walk away. And you can have your second chance. Or thirds or fourths or whatever it is. You can have another chance.

Kendall: You'd do that, wouldn't you?

Simone: Hmm. Well, I'm a romantic, I love you, and I'm a fantastic person.

Kendall: If I thought there was a chance, I would go over and say something, but there's nothing I can do. We're done.

Simone: Are you sure?

Kendall: I'm sure. There's no way he's ever going to forgive me. We're through.

Simone: I'm sorry -- for you. But for me, if I can have your blessing, you don't mind?

Kendall: Nope. It's every woman for herself now.

Simone: Ooh, thank you. Ok, I got to go take care of a few things.

Ethan: Let me. I insist.

Kendall: I'm sorry that I interrupted your date.

Ethan: You're sorry about a lot of things.

Kendall: Yeah.

Ethan: You sorry you married my father? You going to stay married to him?

Ryan: How does Kendall like being in the middle, hmm? She only married you to get back at Ethan. She still loves him -- God knows why.

Zach: Another card, yes or no?

Ryan: You or Ethan. Wow. Poor Kendall. That is a lose-lose proposition, isn't it? Of course, she does hate you as much as the rest of Pine Valley. So how long can it last? No, I'm good with what I've got. How about you? You still suing for the control of your family business?

Zach: No, I'm not.

Ryan: Huh. All that time and all that energy and hate. I mean, what'd you get out of that? Anything?

Zach: I learned that some men shouldn't be fathers.

Greenlee: God, David! How can you even imagine -- I'm not going to have your baby for Ryan's sake.

David: Whoa! No, Greenlee! I'm not suggesting that you and I --

Greenlee: That's what it sounded like.

David: Listen to me. I don't know where I heard this from -- maybe Liza told me, I don't know -- when Ryan first came to town, he was broke.

Greenlee: Yeah, I know. So what? Who cares? That was ages ago.

David: Ok, but do you also know how he made some ready cash? At a local fertility clinic.

Greenlee: Ryan was a sperm donor?

David: Yeah.

Greenlee: How do you know?

David: All I know is that Liza was trying to have a baby, and they nearly inseminated her with Ryan's donation. Somehow she found out right before the procedure. From what I was told, she leapt right off the table. Are you getting what I'm saying to you?

Greenlee: Ryan might already have children.

David: He might. And we can get one for you.

Greenlee: No, I'm not Babe. I'm not going to hunt down some child and take it from its mother.

Babe: Your mom taught you to be careful of people?

Amanda: Mom taught by example.

Babe: I don't get it.

Amanda: She doesn't know about my mom?

Jamie: Not by me.

Amanda: Ok. How to spill this. I told you my mom is in prison, and I don't want to compare her to J.R. It's not like she's some horrible criminal. But Mom's sick, mentally ill.

Babe: I'm so sorry.

Amanda: It's ok. It's kind of nice everybody in town isn't still buzzing about all the stuff she pulled. And the rest I survived. I'm here, and that's what counts.

Jamie: Amanda, Janet never hurt you?

Amanda: She never intentionally set out to do it, but -- my dad would've stopped it if he knew, but he had so much to put up with. I'm sorry I said anything. Can we just forget it?

Jamie: Whatever happened, you eventually did tell Trevor, right?

Amanda: Daddy knew. He just couldn't accept the fact that Mom, even as sick as she was, would go after me. Even -- but finally --

Babe: Is there anything we can do?

Amanda: Yeah. Next time I go off on a pity jag, slap me. I don't want you to think that my parents are horrible mutants. They're pretty good people, and they love me. It's just hard sometimes.

Jamie: I wish I'd known how tough things were for you.

Amanda: Hey, I did all right. Finished product's not that bad, is it? It was a learning experience, and that's life, right?

Babe: Yeah, but makes it a lot easier when you have good friends.

Amanda: Well, I've got them now. That's what counts. Thank you so much for caring what happens to me.

J.R.: I'm not up for an interrogation.

Tad: It's not an interrogation. If you two have grown so close, I just want to know why it happened so quickly.

J.R.: She happens to take really good care of my son. Why don't you blow off, huh?

Tad: Gosh, J.R., you don't think you're overreacting a little bit?

J.R.: What do you want from me? You want some dirt on Diana, something juicy? Well, I can't give it to you, because it does not exist.

Tad: Because you know all about her?

J.R.: I know enough about her to know that she's not a sociopath or a terrorist or a threat to national security. Diana Cole happens to be a really decent human being that my son happens to love. So you can go tell Babe to drop --

Tad: What I want to know about Diana Cole doesn't have a thing to do with Babe.

J.R.: How is she?

Joe: She's resting comfortably.

J.R.: The diagnosis?

Joe: Well, he can't make one until he gets the test results back from the lab. The fever is high, but nothing that poses any immediate danger. You can go in if you'd like.

J.R.: Yeah.

Tad: Dad? I want you to do me a favor.

Joe: Oh. I remember when I used to hear those words, I'd start reaching for my wallet. Bigger than that?

Tad: Yeah. Look, while she's here, I want you to run a DNA test on Diana Cole.

Joe: A DNA test? Why?

Tad: To find out whether or not she's Dixie.

J.R.: Is there anything I can get you? Water?

Di: A slice of pizza. All I need to do is eat. If I'd eaten lunch, we wouldn't even be here.

J.R.: That would explain the fainting, but not the spiking of the fever.

Di: Take me home.

J.R.: No, first of all, we're going to figure out what's wrong and what treatment you need.

Di: You should get back to Little Adam.

J.R.: He misses me as much as he misses you.

Di: Please? They could keep me here for hours, J.R.

J.R.: I forgot to tell you -- the other night when I was tucking Little Adam in, he said your name.

Di: He did not. You can't change the subject like that.

J.R.: Yeah, I was tucking him in. My son scrunched up his face into a frown, he glanced around, then he asked for you.

Di: That would be good medicine if I believed you.

J.R.: He didn't say the whole name. He said "Di." He said the first syllable, but --

Di: Is that true?

J.R.: Yeah. He loves you.

Di: I love him.

J.R.: You know, before you were Little Adam's nanny, everything was so fouled up -- all that fighting with Babe, all those loser nannies. He didn't have much that he could count on.

Di: Hmm. You don't have to be extra nice just because I'm in the hospital.

J.R.: I'm not. You brought stability into his life. He knew you were the one right away. He lit up the moment that he saw you.

Di: It was mutual. Love at first sight.

J.R.: Yeah. He was waiting for you to come along. And I think I was, too.

Tad: The woman I interviewed in Europe, ok, the other Diana Cole described this Diana Cole to a T.

Joe: And how many other people, as well? You know, it is a fairly generic --

Tad: You don't understand. I've been working on this thing for weeks, ok? Every single thing I've come across, every single hint points to this woman being my Jane Doe. If she is, she very possibly might be Dixie.

Joe: Don't go there, huh? It's not possible.

Tad: I'm not saying she is. I'm saying the possibility --

Joe: Tad, son, you want Dixie back. We all want Dixie back. Now, I don't know what this is all about, but, I mean, think. After all this time, suddenly this information starts rolling in and this woman shows up? I mean, doesn't -- doesn't that seem peculiar to you, suspicious?

Tad: Of course it does. That's why I'm asking for your help. Run the DNA test.

Joe: No, no, not without her --

Tad: Pop, you already ran a background test.

Joe: We ran a DNA test on Bianca’s baby, you know? It backfired on everybody, so the answer's no. It's illegal. I'll have no part of it. Tad, Tad, you want that test run, you get that woman's consent. Oh, Prosser. Test results?

Zach: House wins. Want to keep playing?

Ryan: Yes, I do.

Zach: You know, I learned something else. You can't wish away the fears of a family and the sins of a family, because they became part of who you are now. Part of your blood, part of your bones, and part of your DNA, and eventually they're going to rise up to the top, and you're going to infect everything you touch, everything you love.

Ryan: But if you take action, if you fight, then you can control your own fate.

Zach: I think you'll find that the only way to protect the people you care about is to build a big wall, cut yourself off. No one gets in, no one gets hurt.

Ethan: For what it's worth, I'm glad we had what we had. And I'm glad that I didn't know then what I know now.

Kendall: Know what?

Ethan: We never had a chance, Kendall. Hey.

Simone: Hey! Have I got a surprise for you.

Ethan: Really? I can't wait.

Simone: Mm-hmm. Good.

Amanda: Thanks for the lowdown on J.R. from now on, I'll be ready for anything.

Babe: You just make sure that your message is completely clear.

Jamie: If he comes on to you again, don't laugh it off.

Babe: Because he's just going to think you're into it, and he's going to try harder.

Jamie: And if he puts a hand on you, you call me.

Babe: You know what -- better yet, you get the heck out of that house and you get over here.

Jamie: And I'll take J.R. apart.

Amanda: You guys -- you are the best. If I need you, I'll come running.

J.R.: What are you still doing here?

Tad: Why won't you tell me how she's doing?

J.R.: Maybe because you don't give a damn? What, what is it? What's wrong?

Joe: Ms. Cole has a kidney infection.

J.R.: Can she be treated as an outpatient?

Joe: No, we have to admit her.

J.R.: For how long?

Dr. Prosser: We can't tell at this point. She is getting antibiotics IV. That should knock out the infection.

J.R.: But it might not?

Dr. Prosser: We'll monitor her progress closely. Don't worry. Do you want to take her the paperwork?

J.R.: Yeah, I'll take care of it. Thanks.

Tad: What's with the look? It's a kidney infection. It's not the end of the world.

Joe: It could be when the patient has had one kidney removed.

Tad: You mean like Dixie?

Joe: And like Diana Cole.

Simone: You do not like bananas foster?

Ethan: No, it's a little sweet for me.

Simone: Aw. Well, then so much for surprises. But I guess Kendall was enough in that department.

Ethan: Look, I'm sorry that you had to get caught in the middle of that. Am I going to beat out squid boy as your date from hell?

Simone: Bite your tongue. No, look, I get that you and Kendall have a lot of unfinished business.

Ethan: No. As of tonight, everything is finished.

Simone: I like being with you.

Ethan: Good.

Simone: Yeah. I like trying to make you laugh.

Ethan: Hmm.

Simone: I like looking into those yummy eyes.

Ethan: I haven't heard that in a long time.

Simone: Really? Well, stick with me, kid. I'm an original.

Ethan: Really?

Simone: Bartender?

Ethan: Look, stay here, ok? Don't -- don't go -- oh. Stay here.

Simone: Actually, I think we should probably call it a night.

Ethan: Uh-huh. Come here.

Simone: What?

Ethan: What's all this?

Simone: Oh. Well, this, actually, is my dinners for a week.

Ethan: Really?

Simone: Yeah. And since you're picking up the tab, I want to make sure that you feel free to stop by and share them with me.

Ethan: And, uh, what is this?

Waitress: Oh, we put the desserts on dry ice.

Ethan: Really?

Simone: Yes, yes. Their chocolate-mint mega-mousse parfaits have to be kept at exactly 38 degrees for optimal tastiness.

Ethan: Really?

Simone: Yes.

Ethan: "For optimal tastiness"?

Simone: Yes, and that beautiful smile of yours is worth every penny you're paying for it and every calorie I'll be indulging myself by. I'll take this, ladies, thank you. If you'll be so kind to follow me to the car -- my new car, thanks to you. Good night.

Ethan: Good night.

Waitress: Your check, sir.

[At home, Kendall tearfully recalls a happier time with Ethan]

Kendall: This is heaven.

Ethan: You and champagne. I can't think of a better way to celebrate the beginning of our future.

Zach: Congratulations. It's not a killing, but you drew blood.

Ryan: Well, thank you for the practice. And when you reopen the casino, I'll be back.

Zach: Can't wait.

Ryan: Give my love to Kendall and enjoy the rest of your honeymoon.

Zach: My best to your family.

Greenlee: I can't believe I listened to you. I expected you to help me. Instead, I get a kidnapping plot?

David: No! No, I'm not -- what I'm saying is that there's no way for us to know at this time whether or not Ryan's sperm was used to fertilize any eggs.

Greenlee: Of course it was used. He's perfect. What woman wouldn't want his sperm?

David: Greenlee, I'm not insulting Ryan. Listen to what I'm trying to say to you. There is a possibility -- a strong possibility -- that the clinic still has some frozen Ryan left just waiting for you to defrost it.

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

Amanda: So what's it take to put Jamie Martin over the edge?

Jamie: You.

Sam (to Maria): When is Zach going to stop screwing with us? Now he's using Lily.

J.R.: You and Tad have some sort of past?

Tad: You want to tell him or should I?

Di: Yes, we do.

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