AMC Transcript Tuesday 7/5/05

All My Children Transcript Tuesday 7/5/05


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[Hip-hop music plays]

Reggie: Where is your common sense bringing Lily to a party like this?

Sam: It's just a bunch of people hanging out. Lighten up.

Reggie: Lighten up? Are you drinking light or is that fully loaded?

Sam: Are you the beer police?

Reggie: Look, Sam, if you want to drink, drink, all right? I don't care. But when you're with my sister, you have to set an example. How did you two get here anyway? I know J didn't drop you off.

Lily: He didn't have to. Sam has a car. He's driving.

Josh: I'd say I'm sorry for bumping into you, but I'm not. Weren't you talking to the DJ?

Danielle: He needed a little pep talk.

Josh: Thanks for putting in a word. Big improvement. Might even have to dance.

Danielle: Hmm.

Josh: You always get your way?

Danielle: Oh, I try.

Josh: I'm Josh.

Danielle: Danielle.

Josh: Pine Valley turning out to be a lot more beautiful than I expected.

Danielle: Oh, so you're new to town? I know what that's like.

Josh: Didn't want to sit around with unpacked boxes. Thought this might be a good way to meet some new friends.

Danielle: Well, consider me your first friend. Welcome to Pine Valley.


J.R.: You got proof my mom is a fake? I want to hear it.

Babe: Why don't you just chill? Come on, enjoy the fireworks.

J.R.: You know, a lot more is going to explode if you don't start talking.

Babe: I'm going go take Little Adam for a walk.

J.R.: No, you're not. You're not going anywhere. My dad says you've got proof. Don't sit on it, Babe. You better start spitting it out.

Adam: Yeah, Babe, please. Spit it out.

Ruth: They will thank us for this, won't they?

Opal: Oh, yeah. You know, sometimes a rooster just needs a little shove toward the hen house. Buy you a corn dog?

Ruth: Ooh. Love corn dogs.

Opal: Let's go get one.

Ruth: Oh, look. The grand finale's starting.

Opal: Oh, yeah. Well, with any luck at all, there will be a few fireworks in there, as well, huh?

Ruth: Yes.

Di: Locked?

Tad: Yeah.

Di: Is this Opal and Ruth's way of fixing us? Just lock us up together until we come to our senses?

Tad: Looks like it.

Di: You and me, it's -- it's impossible, isn't it?

Tad: I'm getting married, Dixie.

Di: Packing your own set of firecrackers. Who's the lucky gal?

Tad: Krystal Carey. She's -- she's Babe's mother.

Di: Babe's mother, right. I've heard a lot about her. Adam, J.R.

Tad: Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure it was nothing but rosebuds from those two. So, no questions, no comments? No "What the hell are you doing with your life"?

Di: Is that what you want?

Tad: No. No, I mean, I'd be happy with your congratulations at this point. You're not remotely curious as to why I'd be setting myself up for a decade of conjugal visits?

Di: I -- I can't really say anything or question your choice. I lost that right a long time ago.

Tad: Let's get out of here. Mom, enough is enough. Open the damn door. Mama! You know, don't take this the wrong way. You know how much I love Opal, but when we get out of here, I'm going to tear her head off. Maybe there's something in here.

Di: Tad?

Tad: What?

Di: Can we try to find our way to some -- some kind of peace? I mean, I can't -- I can't take back all the pain I've caused, but is there something I can say, do, to make it easier now?

Tad: No. No. I took notes. I know all about why you stayed away, why you came back, who you are, who you're not, all your guilt and doubt about the two of us, and you're probably right. We would've tanked. So, no, I'm good.

Di: That's a load of garbage.

Tad: You know what? Don't. You've yanked me around enough. Who the hell are you to question me about how I feel about anything?

Babe: You know, you get any hotter, we could roast weenies and marshmallows off your head.

Adam: No, no, Babe, Babe, it's time. Let's have it.

J.R.: This is your source of proof? Sure you want to stick with that story?

Adam: If I have to choke it out of her.

Babe: Oh, now, that doesn't sound like the holiday family bonding Dixie was aiming for. Hi. Where is Dixie anyway? I want to thank her for inviting me.

Ruth: Oh, well, you just missed her.

Babe: You have any idea where she is?

Opal: Well, she said something about having her hands full for a bit.

Ruth: We can only hope.

Babe: Maybe she could use my help.

Opal: Oh, I don't think she could use your help just now, no. Where is Little Adam? Come on, let's go find his gift.

Ruth: Oh, let's go.

Opal: Oh, there he is.

Babe: See you guys.

J.R.: You're lying. Or you are, and I'm going to find out which one of you it is.

Babe: Your mama went through a lot of trouble to make this happen today, J.R. Don't you break her heart by doing something stupid. Where is my big boy?

Opal: There he is.

Babe: Hi, Sugie!

Adam: She pours it on thick, doesn't she?

J.R.: It's you, isn't it? The moment I get my mother back, you want to make her a fraud.

Adam: J.R., you think I would claim Babe as my source if it weren't true? I'm on the level, J.R. I'm concerned about you.

J.R.: Are you trying to make me hate you? Because you're doing a bang-up job of it.

Adam: Somebody has to be levelheaded about that impostor.

J.R.: Oh, you can't give it up, can you? You want to work it. You want to gnaw to the bone. Well, I'm sick of it, and I'm sick of you!

Adam: J.R., I have your best interests at heart.

J.R.: No, your interests, not mine. That's why I'm going to take my son and my mother and get out of your house and your life.

Adam: J.R., no, no. Don't let this con artist come between us.

J.R.: I'm going to find my mother and get out of here.

Babe: What was that?

Opal: Yes, it is!

Jack: Ah.

Brooke: Pie. I've got pie.

Jack: Oh, yeah.

Brooke: Over this way.

Jack: I already had some, and it's really good. I'll help you.

Brooke: I hope everybody likes apple.

Mimi: Why is my daughter still gone?

Derek: Our daughter and Reggie went somewhere more peaceful to watch the fireworks.

Mimi: The fireworks are over. Where are they?

Derek: You know what? Why don't you give her some space, Mimi? You've done enough.

Mimi: Oh, that's it. Blame it on me.

Derek: Dani was fine until she took off after you and Livia. Then she came back all shook up. What did you say to her?

Mimi: Nothing. I didn't even -- oh, no. Thanks a lot, Livia. Now you've made a bigger mess of everything!

Livia: I don't even know what you're talking about.

Mimi: She opened her mouth and dredged up my affair with Lucas. Dani probably heard. You just had to go bring up that whole paternity mess.

Livia: I had no idea that Dani was listening.

Derek: No wonder she's upset.

Mimi: And then you -- you let her go off to who knows where.

Jack: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wherever she is, at least you know she's with Reggie, ok?

Mimi: Oh, and that's supposed to make me feel better after I caught them --

Derek: Look, Mimi, enough, all right? Dani, look, when you get this, give me a call, all right?

Jack: You know wherever they are that Sam and Lily are probably with them, right?

Brooke: Listen, why don't you all pack up. I'll bring the car around, so we don't have to lug all this stuff.

Jack: Good idea.

Brooke: My keys are not in here.

[Hip-hop music plays]

Reggie: Rule number one -- no drinking and driving, especially when the car isn't yours.

Sam: I'm not drunk.

Reggie: Yeah.

Sam: Fine, keep the beer. Give me the keys. I'll take Lily home.

Reggie: No, that's not going to happen. All right, do not move a muscle. I'm going to go find Dani and take you guys back to the park.

Danielle: Looks like I'm running a little empty. How about a refill?

Josh: Are you sure you don't want some food, too?

Danielle: That'd be great. A hotdog with everything, hold the onion

Josh: Save my place.

Reggie: Dani, what's up, baby? Where have you been? Well, it doesn't matter. Get your stuff. We got to go.

Danielle: Uh, we just got here.

Reggie: Yeah, I know it sucks, but Lily -- I got to get Lily and Sam back to the park. The kid had car keys in one hand and a beer in another, and there's no way I'm letting him take Lily anywhere.

Danielle: Ok, I get that, but I'm having a good time. Look, Francescaís here from Fusion. I'll just -- I'll hitch a ride with her.

Reggie: Dani, what's with you?

Danielle: Nothing. I'm actually having a good time. Look, don't just expect me to salute, "Yes, sir, no, sir, right away, sir," and hop in the car. I don't take orders from anybody -- not my parents and not you.

Reggie: Whatever.

Danielle: Whatever. Happy Independence Day.

Di: I mean, do you think this is how I wanted it? I'd give anything to make it all different. I'd be the Dixie you want. You think I did any of this to -- to mess with your life? I mean, this is exactly what I was so afraid of.

Tad: What? Being locked in a dark room with me?

Di: Hurting you, Tad. One reason I stayed away is because I was so afraid of seeing that look on your face. The trouble is that the longer I stayed, the worse I made it. You know, if I could wish it all away, I would. I have a million "I wishes." I wish that car had never skidded off the -- the side of the road. I wish our daughter was here in my arms. I wish I could undo all of this, but I can't. Is there any way we can -- we can let go of the anger?

Tad: I'm a jerk. I just wanted my Dixie back. I've got no right to expect you to be somebody that you're not. I don't know -- how many times did you tell me things were different, that you'd changed? I guess I just -- I didn't listen. Didn't want to, I guess. Why listen when it's so much easier to be angry? Boy, you went through hell, and I put you through more of it. I had no right. I'm sorry. The fact that you're alive is a miracle. I thank God every day for it. So, ok. No more guilt, no more anger. I promise. But I do need your help. There is something I want from you.

Di: Yeah. Anything. Anything, name it. It's yours.

Tom: Where do you want these?

Brooke: Oh, just in there.

Derek: Dani, please don't make me leave a hundred messages. Call me.

Jack: Lily, I thought we had an agreement that you would never, ever turn your cell phone off. Remember that? Well, call me the minute you get this, please.

Derek: No luck?

Jack: No, let me try Reggie. Reggie, where are you?

Reggie: J, I'm right here.

Jack: In that case, where were you?

Derek: Where's Danielle?

Mimi: Is she with you?

Reggie: Dani is fine. Brooke, you missing something?

Brooke: Where did you get those?

Reggie: Sam. He borrowed your car.

Brooke: Are you kidding me?

Reggie: And I caught the kid drinking a beer, too.

Sam: No, he's totally blowing it out of proportion.

Jack: Sam, stop talking. Reggie, good catch.

Brooke: Sam? With me, now.

Lily: I don't understand. You said we could go.

Derek: Reggie, where is Dani?

Mimi: Why isn't she with you?

Reggie: She wanted to stay at the party, ok? She had a friend that was going to take her home.

Mimi: So you just left her?

Reggie: At least I talked to her before I did.

Garret: Whoa, easy there, young man.

Jack: Hey, hey, I'll take care of this.

Derek: Ok, look --

Jack: Reggie, don't push it.

Derek: Where is the party, Reggie?

Reggie: It's at the north end of the beach, right next to the main lifeguard tower. I mean, it's nothing outrageous, though. No reason for the Chief of Police to come by and crash the party.

Derek: Livia?

Livia: I'll go with you. Tom, can I meet you at home?

Tom: Sure, I'll take our car. I'll see you.

Mimi: I'm going with you.

Derek: No, you know what? It might be better if you didn't ride along.

Mimi: Oh, don't even.

[Hip-hop music plays]

Danielle: You mean to tell me you have parent problems?

Josh: Every morning -- wake up, check the mirror, make sure I have not morphed into my dad.

Danielle: Oh, no, you don't.

Josh: The day I see him looking back at me, I will shave my head, fly to Tibet, and become a monk.

Danielle: Oh, that sounds scary -- the parent part, not the shaved head.

Josh: Got to do whatever it takes to keep the parent off-guard.

Danielle: Oh, I feel you on that. I mean, my parents are on permanent spin, and when they're not shredding each other, they try to play me like I'm some type of video game. Press this button, I jump, press that button, I smile. Tilt the joystick, I roll over and play good girl.

Josh: Remind me to keep my hands off the joystick.

Danielle: Do they ever ease up? I mean, I thought they eased up at some point.

Josh: They just find new tactics. No matter what the game, the age, the topic, they're aliens.

Danielle: Oh, help me now.

Josh: It's not hopeless. As soon as you realize that they're more messed-up than you'll ever be, they can't touch you.

Danielle: But they -- they can break all the rules and they get away with it.

Josh: Lay down your own set, they've got to fall in line.

Danielle: Exactly my plan. My own rules, nobody else's. Oh -- all gone. One more?

Josh: Are you sure?

Danielle: Hey, don't go morphing on me now. I'm having way too much fun to shave my head and hide out in the Himalayas.

Josh: But I bet you'd look hot in those robes.

Adam: I hope you drown.

Babe: I hope you choke.

Adam: Is this what you wanted? Is this -- is this how you planned it? To turn my son against me?

Babe: I'm not the one who told you to open your big mouth to J.R. and get him all amped up about Dixie. You probably blew everything.

Adam: I can handle my son.

Babe: Mm-hmm, yeah, I saw. But I do get the picture. You're afraid to take a chance on me, but that's your call. But if you don't, Dixie stays J.R.ís mama, and you could lose out on everything.

Adam: Don't pretend to give me advice on how to raise my son. And don't think for a minute I'm going to get big mama out of the slammer until you tell me everything you know about that fraud. And if it's not rock solid, if it's not incontrovertible, if it doesn't get Dixie deceiver out of my life for good --

Babe: I've got all the proof that you need. J.R. is going to be convinced ten times over that his long-lost mama is a fake. But until I'm hugging my mama on this side of the bars, you get a whole lot of nothing.

Lily: Dad, why do you and Reggie always try to get rid of my boyfriend?

Jack: Honey, nobody wants to get rid of your boyfriend.

Lily: Reggie does.

Reggie: It depends on what you mean by "get rid of."

Jack: Look, honey, I just think that Sam could put you in some real danger. And you should thank Reggie, not be angry with him.

Lily: Will you let me see Sam again?

Jack: Well, I don't know, honey. Sam -- Samís got a lot to learn.

Lily: He's very smart.

Jack: Yeah. Well, we'll see how smart he is. I'm sure Brooke is bringing home the message right now.

Brooke: Make yourself comfortable. This is going to be the unabridged version.

Sam: I said I was sorry.

Brooke: It's not good enough. If you think that staying with me and the Martins entitles you to a free pass, then you might as well pack your bags and head out to California right now. You talk to Jamie about volumes 1 through 10 of the "dos and don'ts," and number one on the list is never drink and drive. And also on the short list is do not steal my car. You break the rules, you suffer the consequences.

Sam: No, no. Please don't tell me I'm grounded.

Brooke: Oh, yeah -- as a gravedigger's boot.

Sam: Brooke, I only took your car because I wanted to get --

Brooke: No buts, no excuses, and no "I can handle it." I want you to etch this on the inside of your mind, or I will do it for you. My little girl died because someone thought that they could handle getting behind the wheel of a car after they had been drinking. So nobody under my roof will ever take that risk. Understood?

[Hip-hop music plays]

Danielle: Wait, so you've been a doctor and an investment banker? Wow, my parents would love you.

Josh: Graduated med school, not the full deal, and I blew off Wall Street.

Danielle: Did you ever blow it out down in Soho?

Josh: Loved it.

Danielle: Lived it. New York City resident for years. Why'd you leave the street?

Josh: All those bipolar workaholics tweaked out on caffeine and greed, throwing down other people's money. Odds are worse than Vegas. Clients win, lose -- no problem. The boys still pick up their commissions.

Danielle: Not a bad living.

Josh: Boredom quotient way too high.

Danielle: Oh, I'm anything but bored right now. This is the best party I've hit in a while.

Josh: What party?

Danielle: The one with all the people, the music.

Josh: What are you thinking right now?

Danielle: When are you going to kiss me?

Josh: Right now.

Derek: You have a permit for this party?

Danielle: Oh, God.

Josh: Looks like the cops are going to bust up the party.

Danielle: Get me out of here.

Josh: Are you wanted by the law?

Danielle: Just by my mom and dad.

[All talking]

Adam: Ok, come on. Cut the BS and tell me what I want to know.

Babe: Believe it or not, Adam, I have been trying to do the right thing -- eyes forward, straight and narrow all the way.

Adam: Yeah, that would be a first.

Opal: Here, you want to come to Mama?

Babe: Oh, hey, hey. No trans fats. See, Adam, I am looking out for you in all kinds of ways.

Adam: Mm-hmm.

Babe: If you want to hold on to J.R., you need me.

Adam: You'd like me to think that.

Babe: You know it's true. Dixie's on her way to becoming my new best friend. And J.R. -- he'd bark at the moon or bite your head off if she asked him to. The short version of this is you're toast.

Adam: Unless I take you up on your offer.

Babe: And as much as I've loved having J.R.ís mama around to work her magic, so I can spend more time with Little Adam, I am willing to give that up for one thing -- to get my mama out of prison. So you -- you're going to either set her free, or you're going to rot in that nasty old tomb that you call a house with only Winifred to wheel you out on the porch and shove smashed bananas in your mouth. Think fast, Adam.

Tad: I may have blown it with J.R., but hopefully you can still get through to him.

Di: I hope I can. I mean, all I want is for him to -- to be happy. You know, I want him and Jamie to be as close as they were when they were kids, and if you and -- and J.R. could just try to start working --

Tad: Forget it, Dixie. Me and J.R. is too big a miracle, even for you.

Di: It's -- it's not. Those things are in him to -- to forgive, to love. Didn't we both teach him those things? They just -- they got buried.

Tad: I failed him. And in doing so, I failed you, too. I'm sorry. All this stuff with Babe and Jamie, the baby, put everybody through hell. But I just thought that J.R. was so far gone. The real weird thing is, I mean, if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change anything or do anything differently. How screwy is that?

Di: Completely. But you had a truly awful choice to make. You help one child, hurt the other. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't win.

Tad: With you back to protect him from Adam, J.R. has got a chance, but only one chance. Give him -- give him what you can, all the love that he needs. Promise me.

Di: Tad, I -- I wish this were easier.

Tad: Yeah, you're not the only one. Hey, it's not like we haven't been here before. I was just a little slow out of the box this time. I'm not going to lie to you. I still feel it.

Di: I can't lie about that either. There was a reason we said "Together forever."

J.R.: Mom! Hey, Mom, where are you?

Tad: We're in here, J.R.! Door's locked from the outside. Can you open it?

J.R.: What's going on?

Tad: This is my two mothers' idea of a little holiday humor. Got to make sure I remember to take away their dessert.

J.R.: You ok?

Di: Yeah. Just missed the fireworks extravaganza.

J.R.: Yeah. Well, Babe finally showed up. No Jamie.

Di: At least you made the effort. Thank you again. The whole family together -- that means a lot.

J.R.: You sure that you're all right? What did Tad want?

Di: Well --

J.R.: Was he giving you a hard time?

Di: No, we just -- we talked, J.R. It's over. For good.

J.R.: Yeah, well, I'm sure Tad's dying.

Di: He said he was fine with it.

J.R.: But you don't believe him? What about you?

Di: I'm not fine with it either. But that's the way it has to be.

[Hip-hop music plays]

Danielle: What are you doing?

Josh: Put this on. Just stay close, keep your head down. Pretend you're my girlfriend.

Danielle: Ok.

Derek: Where could she have gotten off to?

Livia: Maybe she went off with a girlfriend.

Mimi: She is totally out of control, and it's your fault.

Derek: No, this is all you, Mimi. Why didn't you just stay the hell away?

Livia: Yeah! Derek, just --

Mimi: Where is she? Why won't she answer her cell?

Garret: I'll help you find her. Ok? She'll be ok.

[Opal hums]

Adam: Oh, I always know just where to find you. Is that your perfume, or rotting pork?

Babe: All this sweet talk? Did you make the right choice already?

Adam: Oh, yeah, never been clearer. You can rot, Arabella, and so can your mother. I'll find my own proof.

Di: Can you start to ease up on Tad?

J.R.: He let me believe my son was dead. I can't -- I can't just forget about that.

Di: I don't expect you to. But if there's any chance of you starting to forgive Tad --

J.R.: Mom, he put me through hell!

Di: I know he did. But you hang on to that hate. You forget how much you two loved each other. It's just going to keep on hurting. I want you to realize it hurt him as deeply as it did you, J.R.

J.R.: Yeah, right.

Di: Tad loves you. He made the choice he thought he had to make.

J.R.: Yeah, well, that's just too bad. I don't need him.

Di: You need each other. You know, hasn't -- hasn't he told you he loves you? Hasn't he told you how sorry he is?

J.R.: It's just words.

Di: Meet him halfway. If not for me, for you.

J.R.: I don't even know where to start.

Di: I have an idea.

Tad: So which one are you? Captain Kidd or Blackbeard?

Opal: Oh, how did it go?

Ruth: Where's Dixie?

Opal: Yeah.

Tad: She's out looking for a large mallet. I'm just going to say this one time, ok? No more scheming, please? No more matchmaking. If you guys want to get busy, get busy in somebody else's life.

Ruth: But we're your mothers.

Tad: Well, mother doesn't always know best. As a matter of fact, I want to get this over with. Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention? I would very much like to make an announcement. Um, I'm getting married.

Ruth: Oh!

Opal: Oh! Wonderful!

Ruth: Yes!

Tad: I proposed to Krystal.

Palmer: Oh -- ahem -- a match made in Leavenworth. Get it? No?

Adam: Yeah.

Opal: Tad -- Tad, what ever possessed you?

Tad: I don't know, Ma. Love? Krystal hasn't agreed yet, but if she does, I'd like to have the wedding as soon as possible.

Palmer: You and your ball and chain dragging her ball and chain down the aisle, hmm?

Opal: Tad, you can't do this. You can't.

Ruth: Good Lord, why now?

Joe: Son -- Tad, Tad, you've been under a lot of stress.

Tad: Look, it's not a discussion, ok? It's not up for debate. So if you can't congratulate me or wish me well, just keep it to yourselves, ok?

J.R.: Well, you know, since everybody's making announcements, I've got one.

Palmer: Not another wedding?

J.R.: No, no, it's about Little Adam. Babe and I have not had our son baptized. I'd like to make it a family event. I know it would mean a lot to Little Adam and the family if you all could be there.

Babe: Wow. J.R., thank you. I -- I would love that.

J.R.: Good, then it's settled.

Adam: Slow down, son. It's -- there's a lot to plan.

J.R.: Now, look, I've waited long enough. I'm going to have the ceremony as soon as I move my mom and my son into our new place. I'd like Dixie to be his godmother.

Babe: And I couldn't think of a better choice.

J.R.: And I want Tad to be his godfather.

Lily: Did you learn a lot, Sam?

Sam: I was out of line. Ok, way out of line. And I'm sorry I messed up. But I never meant to put Lily in any danger. I really care about her, Mr. Montgomery. Nothing like this will ever happen again, I swear.

Lily: That's good, right, Dad?

Jack: I think we'll talk about this a little more later.

Sam: All right, sir.

Brooke: Sam, why don't you get the cooler and the blanket?

Sam: Ok.

Brooke: Okey-doke. Don't worry, he's grounded. So, we'll have to do this again next year.

Jack: Oh, my, yes.

Brooke: Oh, yes. Alright, everybody, we'll see you. Bye, Reggie. Bye, Lily.

Jack: Bye, Brooke.

Lily: My boyfriend still likes me.

Jack: And you -- maybe you'd like to tell me what really happened with Danielle?

[Danielle and Josh laugh]

Danielle: I always said that you're clueless.

Josh: How old are you, Danielle?

Danielle: Old enough why?

Josh: Parents don't usually chase down 20-somethings at these parties.

Danielle: Oh, I swear I'm no longer a kid, trust. They just haven't figured it out yet. Mom's just mad, because I'm supposed to be spending time with my new stepfather, and Dad's just mad, because Mom hasn't dropped dead yet.

[Josh laughs]

Danielle: So, where were we?

Josh: I was kissing you.

Danielle: Hmm. So I suggest we pick up right where we left off. My rule -- if you know what you want, go for it.

Josh: Good rule. I know exactly what I want. You.

Reggie: I don't have a clue what went down with Dani. I mean, all I know is that I ticked her off pretty good.

Jack: No. No, you didn't do that, her parents did. She was slammed between Derek and Mimi all night long, and it really shook her up badly.

Reggie: I mean, so why didn't she just tell me? She knows I'm on her side. I could have helped. I could have done something. Instead, she just went off on me.

Jack: Reggie, if I had a nickel for every time Erica went off on me for no reason whatsoever, I would be on the world's-wealthiest list.

Reggie: So you mean it doesn't get easier?

Jack: No, it doesn't. But don't worry, it's worth it. And I'll tell you something else, my young friend. It'll be all better in the morning. Come on.

Josh: You ok? I've got protection if that's what you're worried about. Or is it something else? Dani, I like you a lot. You're great. But you don't want to do this, we don't do this.

Danielle: You're really sweet.

Josh: Thanks, but you barely know me. I don't do the whole falling-in-love thing, if that's what this is about.

Danielle: Love is highly overrated.

Josh: If you want to hit the beach, look at some stars, talk, I'm cool with that.

Danielle: So are the stars. I just want to live, have fun, have you.

Tad: J.R., I know that was difficult for you. I'd be honored to be Little Adam's godfather. Thank you.

J.R.: Well, don't thank me. Thank Mom. She's the one who convinced me.

Di: Because it was the right thing to do.

Babe: Oh, it sucks, huh? Losing out on godfather to Tad? But you know what? Hey, J.R. and Dixie -- they'll probably let you come see Little Adam once a year at Christmas at their new house.

Adam: All right, all right! All right. I'll get your mother out of the damn penitentiary. And then we get rid of that woman for good.

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

Josh: Danielle, what's wrong? I wasn't your first, was I?

Erica (to Di): Whoever did your work is an absolute artist. I mean, this is a vast improvement, isn't it?

Adam (to Krystal): The governor's number is on the speed dial. Prove Dixie's a fake, and you're free.

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