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Adam: If you're plotting Hayward’s murder, I'm in.

J.R.: Right crime, wrong victim.

Adam: Son, I know -- I know you're angry with me, and I understand why.

J.R.: No, that card is not going to play with me, Dad.

Adam: Don't -- don't cut me out, son. I know how desperately you want that woman to be your mother. The DNA test results will be here shortly --

J.R.: And you will be the only parent that I have left. And I can't afford to lose you, too.

Adam: No, you can't. And I can't afford to lose you.

Tad: You know, I got to hand it to you. You have an innate talent of knowing the exact worst possible moment of when to break up with me.

Krystal: I guess our timing was never that great, Tad.

Tad: No. I guess not. So this is it? This is, you know, no conversation, no debate? Just no way?

Krystal: That's it. We're done. But the truth is, you know, we really never were together to begin with, Tad.

Di: I'm Dixie! The DNA will back it up, so whatever you think you have figured out, you're wrong.

David: I am so impressed. No, no, no, that is an understatement. I am in awe.

Di: Why? Because your impostor is going to turn out to be the real thing?

David: Exactly! And I know how it's going to happen. Damn! You could actually turn out to be Dixie after all.

Babe: You came back. Does that mean you're not mad anymore?

Jamie: No, this means I want this straightened out, one way or another.

Babe: Jamie, this whole thing with Di Kirby and Mama and Adam -- I'm sorry that I didn't tell you. I just -- I felt like I didn't have a choice.

Jamie: No, you had a choice -- trust me or don't. You didn't. So when did I become the enemy?

Ryan: Tell me I didn't hear you right. You didn't just say that you're --

Greenlee: Pregnant. Yes, I am.

Ryan: Don't, Greenlee. Don't mess with me like that.

Greenlee: I'm not messing with you, Ryan. It's not a joke, it's the truth. I'm having a baby.

Kendall: Can we get the VIP suite?

Zach: Yeah. There's no sound, only picture.

Kendall: We don't need sound.

Kendall: Oh, God. Zach, he knows. Greenlee told Ryan.

Zach: And he's not handing out cigars, is he?

Greenlee: I took an early pregnancy test. I knew before I took the test. I knew the moment I conceived. I mean, the timing was perfect. I can already feel the hope, the love growing inside me. It wasn't bad sushi that made me sick at Erica's party tonight, it was morning sickness. I'm 100% for sure pregnant.

Ryan: It's impossible. Greenlee, I made it impossible -- unless it happened before.

Greenlee: No, after. Remember I told you I went to the fertility clinic?

Ryan: Please tell me that you didn't --

Greenlee: Ryan, think of tonight at the gazebo. You said you wanted to see if you could forget the past and embrace our future, and you did. You said the ghosts of your father and your brothers were gone, that the evil and the rage vanished with them. You're free. We're free to have our life and our family. Try to see it, Ryan. Try to see that this is the right thing. Nothing bad can come from this child. Only good, only love. This child is our future. Please embrace it.

Ryan: Greenlee, I told you that I couldn't -- I cannot raise a child, Greenlee, not even one by an anonymous donor.

Greenlee: Back when you were the new guy in Pine Valley, you went to this fertility clinic. You made some donations for some extra cash. I found that out. That's the real reason that I went to that fertility clinic. Not to find some anonymous donor, to find you.

Kendall: Come on, Ryan. Come on, Ryan, reach out to her. Come on, tell her she did the right thing and how incredibly happy you are.

Zach: Maybe you're expecting too much.

Kendall: Just because you blew it as a father doesn't mean that Ryan will.

Ryan: There's no way. There's no way. That -- that was such a long time ago. They would've thrown those samples out ages ago.

Greenlee: There's no shelf life. They last as long as they last. Yours waited for me.

Ryan: So you just walk in there, and you demanded my sample?

Greenlee: The first time. You remember the owner, Dr. Madden, at our place threatening me? I met with him and told him that I wanted to be inseminated with your baby, but he refused to do it without your consent.

Ryan: And you knew without a doubt that I would never give that.

Greenlee: No, I knew what a gift that I was giving us. I broke into the clinic, and I found three vials that matched your donor profile, and then I had a specialist run a DNA check to isolate yours and make me pregnant with it. It took the first time. It was meant to be.

J.R.: You know what was a great day around here? The day you kicked Mary Smythe to the gutter. Lord knows you've had some rotten choices in women, and Mary the faux artist gold digger -- that was strictly desperation.

Adam: Don't give her a second thought. I don't. Could we get back to you and me?

J.R.: Yeah, I see that you've been spending more time with Brooke. You showed up for a strong shoulder when Edmund died. She also got you scared enough to go see a doctor, get that blood pressure under control. Tough love -- it proves that she cares.

Adam: Brooke is a remarkable woman. I'm amazed you even care.

J.R.: Now, you know what? Don't -- don't get all choked up on me. Because this is all about me. The moment I find out those DNA results, and I prove that my mother is my mother, and you just put us through the shredder just for the fun of it, I'm cutting you out of my life.

Adam: You've already threatened to move out, son. But when the DNA tests arrive, everything is going to change.

J.R.: Moving day is on its way, and there's nothing that you can do about it. So find someone else to obsess on, micromanage, make miserable. The sooner you find someone, the better. Heck, why don't you find someone to give you a kid, so you can teach the black arts to, or all your dirty, little, nasty tricks? Lord knows Hayley and Colby are long gone. And in a few short hours, your son will be history, too.

Jamie: I get when you have to step over the line to keep family safe. I jumped over the line with you, so you could hold on to your son. We ran, we took risks, but we took them together. You had my back, I had yours. Where'd that go?

Babe: Nowhere. It's still us.

Jamie: Three words, Babe -- "Di’s a fake." You didn't say them.

Babe: And I told you I didn't want to put you in the position where you felt like you had to keep more secrets from your dad.

Jamie: You don't get to make that decision for me.

Babe: Well, I was afraid that you couldn't keep the secret, that you would tell Tad and everyone before my mom got released. Now, I'm sorry, Jamie, but I just couldn't risk it. I could not risk my mom doing nine more hard years in prison. The Careys and the Martins -- they have different rule books, and I know that ours doesn't make much sense to you and that it's hard to live with. It's one of the reasons that I told you you're free to walk away from me.

Jamie: Don't. Do not pull that crap again.

Tad: I'm not going to do it. I am not going to stand here and discuss Dixie.

Krystal: This isn't about Dixie. This is about me. This is about what I want.

Tad: Ok, fine, you tell me what you want. I guarantee you I will deliver.

Krystal: I -- I want my freedom.

Tad: You are free. You're out of prison. We don't have to deal with visiting hours or metal bars or bad food.

Krystal: I've never been -- I've never been married. You know that. What does that say to you, Tad?

Tad: It says you never met the right guy -- until you met me.

Krystal: It says that I want the whole package. I still do. I want that once-in-a-lifetime love. I want a guy who looks at me like I am the only woman in the world, and that's not you. It never was.

Tad: How can you say that? How can you look me in the eye and say that? All I've done over and over again is tell you how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I mean, how much more do you want?

Krystal: I want to be first and last and always in my man's life. I want to be his reason for smiling and for breathing. Anything else would be settling, Tad, and -- Krystal Carey has never settled for being second best, and I'm not going to start now.

Tad: And marrying me would be second best?

Krystal: No, no, that's not --

Tad: Yeah, that's exactly --

Krystal: No, no, Tad, no -- Tad, you are -- you're wonderful. You are -- you are smart, and you are funny, and you are -- you are sexy as hell, and I know -- I know you love me. Just not enough, and that's not good enough for me.

Tad: You do not get to stand here and tell me how much I do or do not love you when you have no clue.

Krystal: I have eyes. I have eyes that can see clear down to your soul. And as much as you don't want to love Dixie, Tad, you love her way too much to stop.

David: I think I know why you used me to infiltrate Dixie's family, why you're hanging around as if you own the place, even though you've been tagged as an impostor, and why you're betting your entire life on DNA test results that could land you back in prison.

Di: Oh, this is you sweating me, so I'll -- I'll break down and tell the truth behind the lie. I'm sorry, David. There is no lie, except the part about you being a genius problem solver. I'm Dixie Cooney Martin. The DNA will back it up.

David: Well, I'll give you this -- you have Dixie’s fight in you, that's for sure. So what else of hers do you have, I wonder? We both know that when those test results come in, you could be in for one hell of a surprise.

Tad: You know something? I've had it up to here with people telling me how I feel about things.

Krystal: I am trying to tell you how I feel.

Tad: And I'm saying it's stupid. It's -- it's worse than that. It's just -- it's foolish. I cannot believe you're doing this. I cannot believe you're throwing -- you're throwing us away all over again.

Krystal: Tad, there is no us. It's always Dixie. Dixie's alive, Dixie’s dead, Dixie’s in disguise. We've never had a ghost of a chance, and you are the only one who doesn't see that.

Tad: You better think long and hard about what you're doing. What if Di is a fake? What if Dixie never came back?

Krystal: That's my point. She never left. And all that talk in the prison about how you're finally free? As much as you want to believe that, Tad, you're not free.

Tad: Well. I guess you got me, what, all worked out. Hell, you got me shrink-wrapped. How dare you sit there and try to tell me that you know me better than I know myself.

Krystal: I'm sorry you see it that way, because all I'm trying to do is make it easier on both of us. I want you to let me go without beating yourself up or without thinking that you let me down, because you didn't let me down. You didn't. You gave me this memory book of happy days and happy nights, and I'm going to carry that with me. I am. And I'm going to be fine, just like I always am. And I want you to be fine. I want you -- I want you to be happy, ok? Not just satisfied.

Tad: I want you. I don't want anybody else. You're nobody's second choice -- my second chance, maybe. And I'm smart enough to know I'd be a damn fool not to reach out and hold on with both hands.

Krystal: And you would be a bigger fool to not take a good, hard look at where you stand with Dixie, or Di. I saw you outside tonight. And the sparks that you two were giving off -- they lit up the sky.

 

Di: You're not my Svengali anymore, David -- I mean, not that you ever really were -- so you can give up trying to psych me out.

David: You have a lot riding on Dixie’s DNA. You think you have an ace in the hole, but you're really not sure how it's all going to play out.

Di: Yeah, well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see.

David: You and me both. Wait too long, I can't help you.

Di: I forgot how good you are at this. You take control, and you don't ease up. You keep pulling the strings until you find one that hopefully will -- will rope me in.

David: Sorry, kiddo. You're not going to get rid of me. Check it out. Look what's written there in the stars -- David and Dixie, together forever.

Ryan: You swore. You swore -- I was there -- you swore on our love that you would never, ever get pregnant.

Greenlee: No, sweetie, I swore on our love that I would never have anyone's child but yours, and I kept my word.

Kendall: Look at her face, risking everything, putting it all out there. God, please don't let him hurt her.

Greenlee: Remember that night in the park? You looked at me and you knew something was different, I was different. You were right -- because I had a tiny life inside me, an innocent life, our child's life.

Ryan: You are carrying my child?

Greenlee: Yes.

Jamie: You do this every time. We get into a mess, you give me permission to walk away. Guess what -- that doesn't solve anything. We have problems, we deal with them. We don't turn our backs. Well, at least I don't. So the only one who's going to walk away from this is going to be you, Babe.

J.R.: Wow, happy days. Looks like my brother is finally dumping the trash.

Tad: I can't do this. I can't listen to any more of this.

Krystal: I know the words went in, but I don't think you really understand what I'm saying.

Tad: Oh, yeah. No, I got it. Believe me, I got it, chapter and verse. I know all about your -- your expert opinion about me and Dixie or Di or whatever the hell her name is, and I think it belongs in a woodchipper. Ok. I'm not going to beg you to marry me, and I won't ask you again. But I want you to know one thing. You're dead wrong when it comes to how I feel about you. You got your mind made up, so go ahead and ride off into your sunset looking for that happily-ever-after you were talking about, because God knows you deserve it. Happy trails.

Di: Krystal Carey, you are a damn fool.

Adam: This is Adam Chandler. I want a progress report on those DNA tests. Somebody better call me back.

David: Waiting's tough, especially with so much riding on the results. But I can help you take the edge off, Adam.

Adam: Oh, really? Inject me with one of your homemade potions, I fall on the ground and bark at the moon?

David: No, that would be an improvement.

Adam: Go to hell.

David: No, you don't want me to go, Adam. At least not until I tell you a deliciously twisted secret, all about Dixie and Di and DNA.

Kendall: His face is blank. What's going on?

Zach: Calm before the storm.

Greenlee: I said this was a surprise. It has to be a heck of a shock. You've had more than your share of those, a lifetime supply. I'm sorry, but this was the only way. After the shock wears off, you'll begin to feel the love. That's where I started. It's what gave me the courage to do this, prove to you just how strong my faith in you is. I have enough faith for both of us right now, in us and in the family we're creating. I know it'll take time for you to get where I am, to find that faith. But we have time -- nine months. I hope you'll be ready to go with me in a couple weeks to see my doctor for my first prenatal visit. I've got tons of questions about diet and vitamins and what's best for our baby, and you're going to have to help me. No more living on Chinese take-out. We'll have to ice the champagne until the baby's birthday. But the best part is going to be you and me at the Ob's office, seeing the first sonogram. Be sure to bring tissues because I plan to cry buckets. I mean, we're going to see his or her tiny heart beating, his little -- little feet and little toes. I'm going to blow up like a balloon and love every minute of it, and we'll -- we'll feel her or him kicking. We'll go shopping for the nursery and buy little clothes and little shoes, and buy stuffed animals and make up silly little names and paint the ceiling full of northern lights. I love you so much. I can't wait for you to feel what I already feel -- this overpowering love for our miracle baby.

Kendall: Zach, look. Look, she's doing it. Greenlee's getting through. Oh, God, please, please, please let this be all good.

Ryan: How many times did I tell you, Greenlee, that I can't do this? How many? I made it very clear. And to back it up, to prove to you how serious I was, I had a vasectomy. I fixed it so we would never, ever have this conversation. I had a vasectomy, and you accepted that.

Greenlee: I had to accept it. You gave me no choice. You justified it by saying you believed it would save us. I got pregnant, because I believed that would save us.

Ryan: So -- so you're saying what I did justifies what you did?

Greenlee: Yes. I am.

Kendall: What is he doing? What -- pills? What is he taking?

Zach: It's -- it's some kind of a rage thing that Hayward gave him.

Kendall: Ok, well, do we get in there?

Zach: No, not yet. Give it some time.

Greenlee: Ryan, you don't need to take those.

Ryan: You're going to tell me what I need right now, aren't you?

Greenlee: Listen, we've just got to look at each other and talk, get back to that place we were tonight, that perfect place under those heavenly lights, back to our love and the future.

Ryan: Controlling my rage -- I'm fighting for this for my life and for your life, Greenlee, and I believe that I can do it. But a child -- a child will open the door to that darkness and will bring out the worst in me -- and I am talking about the worst, like Braden, Jonathan, and I did to my old man -- and I will not risk that, Greenlee. I will not unleash that monster. You have to terminate this pregnancy.

J.R.: It seems the lovers who have laughed in the face of kidnapping and axle grease are calling it quits. I have prayed, I have prayed, I have prayed for this moment. Well, maybe not in church, but I have devoutly wished that you'd stop thinking with your tool belt and realized that you've hooked up with a pathological liar. It seems my wish and Aunt Phoebe's wish has been granted. As soon as you throw Babe out on her moneymaker, the sooner I'll be able to hand you Aunt Phoebe's estate. And then "Paging Dr. Martin, paging Dr. Martin" will be more than a burnt-out pipe dream.

Babe: Jamie, what's that?

J.R.: A "Dear Babe" letter -- karma perhaps -- just like you wrote me. His love for you is dead, drowned in a river long ago, far away.

Jamie: Read it out loud.

J.R.: "I hereby relinquish all claims and rights to Phoebe Tyler Wallingford's estate. Signed, James Edward --" blah, blah, blah.

Babe: Are you sure you want to do this?

Jamie: Sign off on it all, cancel J.R.’s thrill of playing God?

Babe: Jamie, it's giving up.

Jamie: It's not what counts.

J.R.: What am I supposed to do with Phoebe's millions?

Jamie: Donate it to a group that helps troubled boys. Save them before they grow up to be you.

Adam: You know, when I buy a new stock, I always have a pretty good idea of how it's going to pay off. The same is true of your little secret. How will I benefit?

David: Oh, not much. Just an end to the whole Di-Dixie guessing game.

Adam: The game you had a big hand in. Hmm? What's your angle?

David: Same as it's always been, Adam. I give up my secret, you get J.R. to lay off of Babe, give her more time with her son.

Adam: Well, you tell me the secret, and I'll decide what it's worth.

David: Uh-uh, uh-uh. No, I'm sorry, Adam, that's not the way this works. But I guarantee you, you will be very, very happy with this payoff.

Adam: You are so desperate to salvage something from this travesty you've set in motion. I'm not going to help you pay for your mistakes.

David: Last chance to get onboard, Adam. Knowledge is power.

Adam: You know, I can smell the fear on you. Yeah, go ahead. Be afraid. And I'll make good on my promise to tear you apart and piece you back together with a staple gun and baling wire.

David: Ow. Can't say I didn't offer you a chance to get in on the ground floor.

Adam: No. The DNA test will end Di’s little game of "who am I?"

David: Mm-hmm, yep. It certainly does look that way, doesn't it?

Krystal: Why don't you knock on a tree before you barge in?

Di: You're an idiot to push Tad away. I don't want to come between you, I don't intend to come between you.

Krystal: Dixie lived and breathed. That's what came between us. The question is, are you Dixie or not?

Di: Tad was building a good life for himself before I showed up, better now that you're free. I don't want him to lose that because of me.

Krystal: That's sweet. Sweet, huh? You want him to have something to fall back on when you crash his heart again?

Di: Krystal, nothing about you screams "fallback."

Krystal: And nothing screams "love that blocks the sun" either. You know, Tad's heart is beaten up pretty badly. You're Dixie, you reject him. If he finds out that you're running a con -- I mean, you'd think that he'd be down for the count. But the truth is, even with his heart black and blue and barely beating, he'll never get over you.

Di: That together forever was just a dream we had.

Krystal: Oh. Well, then I must've been dreaming, too. I saw you two tonight. And the stuff that was bouncing off of you, the -- the heat, the chemistry, the L-O-V-E love -- whatever you want to call it -- there were some vibes there. Let me tell you something -- you got it just as bad for him as he does for you.

Tad: Any word on the DNA yet?

Adam: No! I called, they haven't called back. When Di is declared a bona fide fake, you want to press charges, or did you want me to do the honors? Or do we just go right straight to tar and feathers?

Tad: Let's not hang anybody till we know what's what.

Adam: You are so soft. That's your problem. That's why you're such a disappointing opponent.

Tad: I wouldn't bet on it.

Adam: Dixie did that to you and my son. They knocked out all your stuffing, and the impostor didn't help. But I'm going to be able to undo the damage done to J.R. just as soon as Di Kirby is exposed and put back in jail.

Tad: You know, sometimes I wonder what test we could possibly give you to get you locked up for all the damage you've accomplished as a husband, father, brother, human being. Or maybe we should just have you neutered.

J.R.: When are you going to realize that she's not worth it?

Babe: How do you do it, J.R.? Tonight you let me spend more time with Little Adam. You were almost human. How do you turn that on and off?

Jamie: J.R. cannot be human when I'm around, Babe. Since we were kids, he's always tried to win. You see, right now he's going to play us until we break up, so that way he wins again. It's not going to happen, J.R. I'm not leaving Babe.

J.R.: I will win, one way or the other. You see, the money is still yours, Jamie, whenever you get the brains to take it.

Babe: You are so awesome. No matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to beat you.

Jamie: We are staying together. Will you please tell me you've finally got that?

Babe: Yes. I'm so sorry that I held out on you. Never again, I promise. From now on, we're going to work through all of our stuff together.

Jamie: See? I do win.

Tad: Ahem. I'm sorry.

Jamie: It's ok, Dad.

Tad: Didn't mean to interrupt.

Jamie: It's fine.

Babe: Where's Mama?

Tad: She's -- um -- on her own. I'm afraid the wedding is off. According to Krystal, it was never on.

David: Rejected, huh? Gee, I sure hope Dixie pans out. Otherwise, you're spit out of luck.

Di: I tried helping you on the inside, but it is impossible trying to get through to you now.

Krystal: However this game of yours ends, you keep the misery going for Tad and, I will come after you. Because if you destroy him, I will destroy you, and there is not going to be anything left but little scraps. So good luck with those test results.

Greenlee: Stop saying that, Ryan. You don't want -- you don't want me to get rid of our baby.

Ryan: No, your baby. You made it, you decided, you end it.

Greenlee: No. No, Ryan, you don't mean that.

Ryan: Oh, I do mean that. I do, and I will not change my mind, and you cannot change my mind. You terminate, or I am so out of here.

Kendall: No, they're in trouble. They're in trouble.

Zach: Hey -- if you barge in there, you're going to send him over the edge.

Kendall: I'm not afraid of Ryan.

Zach: You should be. If anyone goes in there, it's going to be me.

Greenlee: I will not terminate this pregnancy, and I'll be damned if I let you leave me.

Ryan: Well, the choice is mine now, and I'm making it.

Greenlee: You're so wrong about this baby, Ryan, how you would treat this child. You'll love this child. You would never hurt it. I believe that. Why can't you?

Ryan: You end it, or I end us!

Greenlee: No. You're cheating yourself, and you're cheating me, and I won't let you do that.

Ryan: Why did you have to do this? Everything was fine.

Greenlee: Everything was fine? Fight Club was fine?

Ryan: I was getting better, Greenlee. Every day, every day I was getting better.

Greenlee: And you will if you give yourself a chance, if we have this child.

Ryan: I said no. No.

Greenlee: You're not like your father. You're not condemned to do what he did.

Ryan: Don't you bring my father in it.

Greenlee: He gave up on himself. He settled for being this sadistic --

Ryan: Don't do this.

Greenlee: Son of a bitch.

Ryan: Just don't do it.

Greenlee: And Braden gave up, too. He gave in to his rage, and Jonathan did, too.

Ryan: Stop it.

Greenlee: But it ends here, Ryan, with you. I will not let you give up. I'm not going to let you give in.

Ryan: Shut up! Shut up!

Tad: What brings you back?

Jamie: Babe, and the test results.

Tad: Well, nothing's come in yet.

Babe: I'm so sorry. Tad told us.

Krystal: Yeah. I'm going to be fine, honey. Don't worry. I'll be fine.

J.R.: Mom, where did you disappear to?

Di: Oh, I just took a walk on the grounds.

J.R.: Yeah? I hope you didn't run into any night crawlers.

Adam: If you're all waiting here for food, the kitchen is closed. Lucretia has her orders -- refrigerator light goes on, shoot to kill.

[Doorbell rings]

Adam: I'll get it.

J.R.: No, I'll get it.

Aidan: The DNA test results are in.

Greenlee: Ryan, take it easy. You have to listen to me.

Ryan: I've heard it, Greenlee. I've heard it, and I've heard it, and there's nothing that you can say. Nothing.

Greenlee: Ok. Then we won't talk. We will -- let's just sit, just hold -- sit with me, hold me.

Ryan: Just get away from me.

Greenlee: No, Ryan, stop it. Ryan, stop it. You won't leave me, I won't end this pregnancy. This is our child, Ryan. This is our life. You can't make me kill it. You can't make me kill our baby!

Ryan: Shut up!

[Ryan grabs Greenlee by the shoulders and slams her against the bureau, then raises his fist to her face.]

Kendall: No!

Ryan: One more word, and I swear to God, Greenlee --

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

Derek (to Adam): Who do you want arrested this time, and why?

Adam (pointing to Di): She's right there.

Amanda (to Josh): I am exactly what you need.

Josh (to Amanda): What do you really have in mind?

Ryan (to Greenlee): You thought getting pregnant would save me? You killed me. You killed any chance that we had. You killed it!

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