AMC Transcript Monday 8/22/05

All My Children Transcript Monday 8/22/05

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J.R.: You've got two options, James -- dump Babe for cheating or take her back. What'll it be?

Jamie: Get out. You, you, and definitely you.

Josh: A gentleman doesn't abandon his date, even if her fiancé does bust in.

Babe: Hey, it's ok. I'm sorry about all this. I'll call you later, ok?

Amanda: You apologize to your lover and not to Jamie. I cannot let you go through this alone.

Jamie: You, too. Go.

Babe: Oh, don't make big brother leave. He has waited so long for this. It's a shame to make him miss the big event.

J.R.: He doesn't need me here. James knows that this is his chance. Do what you got to do.

Jamie: Well, Babe, you set this up so we'd have to decide our future. Let's do it.

Tad: The left paddle sticks a little bit.

Brooke: Yes, Aidan informed me before you left. You just have to --

Tad: Ooh. Looks good. Yep. This machine is the answer to a prayer whenever Fish and Chips is upset.

Brooke: Uh-huh.

Tad: Judging from the fact that you got six figures showing, I'd say that you've got something bothering you, too.

Brooke: Jamie and Babe's wedding date.

Tad: Ah.

Brooke: And their vows and the cake, and me sitting in the corner silently asking God why. First of all, this is a mistake to begin with. They are far too young. This romance, or whatever you want to call it, has caused Jamie from the very --

Tad: No, forget it. I'm not going to do it.

Brooke: Well, I didn't even ask you yet, now, did I?

Tad: Yeah, I know. I'm saving you the trouble, ok? I am not going to ask our son and his intended to postpone, delay, break up, or move on.

Brooke: Is this the life you want for your son?

Tad: It doesn't matter. What I want doesn't mean a thing. It's what he wants that's important, and he wants Babe, all right? That's it. Speaking as somebody who knows from firsthand experience, there's no stopping true love.

Brooke: You're back with Dixie.

Di: Please keep your voice down.

Del: Answer me. What are you doing here like this? How did Di Henry become Dixie Cooney?

Di: Our half sister is dead, Del. I've always had half her genes. Now I have her whole life.

Kendall: Mrs. Lavery's not available.

Erin: Then I need to leave a message about her husband.

Ryan: Erin --

Kendall: Ok.

[Knock on door]

Kendall: Hang on one sec.

Ryan: Don't do this.

Kendall: Go ahead. I'll write it down.

Erin: Tell the missis that Ryan Lavery is alive.

Zach: Who is it? What's happened?

Kendall: Who is this? Answer me! Who is this? How sick are you? Who -- how could you call someone and tell them that her husband is alive when you know it's a lie? Tell me who you are right now so I can come over and rip your throat out!

Zach: Hello?

Kendall: Zach, give it back –

[After taking the phone away from Erin, Ryan rips the cord out of the wall.]

Zach: They're gone. What'd they say?

Kendall: It was a girl. She said that Ryan was still alive. Do you know who called?

Erin: I warned you.

Ryan: What is wrong with you? You want me gone, so you mess with the people that think I'm dead?

Erin: You blew up my life, I blow up what's left of yours. You just saw it. One phone call, it's all shot to bits.

Ryan: What exactly am I blowing up? What are you so desperate to hide?

Jamie: You went through all this trouble for a setup. The least I can do is give you a payoff.

Babe: I didn't set you up to set you free. Believe me, when I made love to Josh --

Jamie: You know what?

Babe: You were the last thing on my mind.

Jamie: Just stop already, ok?

Babe: J.R. knows the truth, your Aunt Phoebe knew the truth, and now, thanks to you, so does Josh.

Jamie: I don't care about Josh! This isn't about him or what you two did or didn't do. This is about you and me, Babe, and what happened to us.

J.R.: Head straight for a clinic, full STD panel if you know what's good for you.

Josh: You're a smug jackass who messes with people's heads and screws with their lives.

J.R.: And you just crawled naked out of my ex-wife's bed. Classy.

Josh: Use this to mess with Babe, I'll come after you.

J.R.: Mm-hmm. You might want to get that mole checked out while you're at it.

Amanda: What is taking so long? How long does it take to say "You're a slut, I'm over you?"

J.R.: "You're a slut, I'm over you." Couple seconds, tops. What are you still doing here anyway?

Amanda: My hands are still empty. Want to fill them up with cash so I can be on my way? Whip it out.

J.R.: Pay you? For what?

Amanda: For that in there.

J.R.: Oh. You know, you need to put your hands in someone else's pocket. I know Babe. That was all her in there. Had nothing to do with you.

Amanda: I earned my payday -- if not from you, from someone else. Lots of other perks I don't want from you.

J.R.: If you mean Jamie, forget it. If he ever leaves Babe, the last thing he needs is you in his bed or his bank account, and I'll make sure that you never come near him.

Amanda: Ooh, jealous? Now, is it me or your little brother that you don't want to share? Is that why you went psycho on him and Babe? Make his life a living hell, so he can be your baby bro again?

J.R.: You don't know anything about me or my brother.

Amanda: I know that you got just what you wanted -- him trounced on by the one girl who said she loves him more than life.

J.R.: Now it's Babe's chance to prove that it's for real.

Jamie: I knew you were up to something. And this is what you meant when you said "How can I do this?" And I gave you a shot to come clean. I warned you what happens when you go behind my back and pull stuff. It digs us into a hole. And what did you do? You blow me off!

Babe: I couldn't exactly tell you what I was about to go do.

Jamie: Babe, Babe, stop. You didn't have to fix what wasn't broken -- us. I chose you, Babe -- you, not Aunt Phoebe's money, not med school -- because I love you. I knew if we had each other, the rest would fall into place. But that just wasn't good enough for you -- my word, my promises. You couldn't leave it alone. You couldn't trust me, trust what I wanted, what I felt!

Babe: That is not true.

Jamie: Ok, then why? Why are we here? You tell me what's true.

Tad: No, Dixie and I are not back together. However --

Brooke: Oh, I can feel it. That is one huge "however."

Tad: However, we did go at it once since she's been back, but it wasn't like what you're thinking, ok? There were no warm fuzzies. It wasn't an "Oh, John, oh, Marcia" moment. We didn't fall in each other's arms. There weren't romantic sparks bouncing off the wall.

Brooke: There were sparks, just not the pretty kind.

Tad: No, not the pretty kind. Sparks like anger, resentment, frustration. Look, I went over there to write her off. And aside from all the lies and explanations -- I mean, who'd want her back after that? It's not like I had a choice, you know? She made it perfectly clear when she came back she disappeared because of me, which is exactly what a grieving ex-husband wants to hear. It's like, "Oh, hey, being dead was better than being with you."

Brooke: Hmm. Well, maybe she did it for effect to keep you at a distance.

Tad: That's exactly what she said.

Brooke: When did she say that?

Tad: After the kiss.

Brooke: The kiss? Just one?

Tad: Would you knock it off? Ok, kisses, kisses. Are you happy now? Are you satisfied? One bigger and better than the last.

Brooke: Hmm.

Tad: Just, bam, out of nowhere.

Brooke: Tad Martin kissing Dixie Cooney Martin. Unexpected? No. Inevitable? Yes.

Tad: You weren't even there.

Brooke: Yeah, well, not this time, but I was for the last three rounds. I know what you and Dixie look like in a clinch. And always and forever, dare I say it, you are hooked. You always have been, you always will be, you know? Dead, alive, near or far. Dixie's under your skin.

Tad: Well, don't make it sound like a rash.

Brooke: We all thought you would get together. You were the one who said no way. And here you are.

Tad: Well, that was before the kiss. That's before I knew I stood a chance.

Brooke: Let me be the rain on your parade, ok?

Tad: Oh, please.

Brooke: What kind of a chance? I still have bloodstains on my old carpet in case you need a reminder. Tad, you know, think about this, ok? Forget the bam, forget the kiss. If you want to risk this again, you want to open yourself up to Dixie again and to have it not work again, will you ever recover?

Di: Prison was a special kind of purgatory. I was supposed to be cut off from my life. But then, one after another, they came through the gate -- people Dixie knew, Dixie loved. J.R., David Hayward, Tad. I mean, when she died, it completely tore them apart, changed their lives, broke them. They needed her back, and I gave her back the only way I knew I could.

Del: I mean, the way you look and sound, yeah, there's something about Dixie there, but it's not nearly enough to pull this off.

Di: Her car was totaled. I mean, if she had survived, she wouldn't have been the same.

Del: So, what, plastic surgery just sold this all?

Di: Well, and my throat was damaged. That explains the voice.

Del: And they bought it? They want her back so much they just took your word for it?

Di: Yeah. I mean, Adam -- Adam pushed for DNA, and I stepped up. I don't know anything about genetics, but I thought Dixie and I both having Seabone as a daddy, it put us in the same ballpark, and I just -- I crossed my fingers. I sent God a prayer.

Del: Or made a devil's bargain.

Di: Ok, what I've done -- I don't expect you to understand it, but it's worked. I mean, we're happy. They want me, and I want them.

Del: They want Dixie, not you.

Di: You know, I was cheated and you know it, Del. We both had the same mama and daddy, but we didn't share the same home. We never -- we never shared the same toys or played the games together, because I was shipped out, Daddy gone half the time, and Mama with too many mouths to feed. Life with Aunt Louise? That was a special kind of purgatory, too -- her eyes on every little bit of food I ate, every dime I was costing her. No love, no -- no family. No place to really call home, and that's what this has been for me. Del, it feels like a miracle, and it feels good to them, too. I -- I deserve this. I'm not going to give it up.

Del: Get your own life the way Dixie got hers -- earn it. Don't change your name and spread all these lies. My sister's life is not yours to take.

Di: Well, she is just as much my sister as she is yours, and you're my brother, Del. You owe me. You owe me more than you owe Dixie.

Erin: This is what you're about to destroy with your big-brother, swoop-in, know-it-all noise! Ryan, I have peace here -- no surprises, no ghosts from the past -- until you.

Ryan: If your life is so peaceful, please explain your bruise.

Erin: I told you, all right? If you want an answer that's going to make you feel like Ryan, the golden boy hero, then I am sorry, but you're out of luck.

Ryan: Well, then why don't you tell me again, and this time tell me the truth.

Erin: You want it? You got it. Sweet baby sister lied to you.

Kendall: Well, did you hear more when you grabbed the phone? Because if you know who was on the other line, you better tell me.

Zach: I don't know. I don't know who'd make a call like that.

Kendall: Well, the way that she sounded, it was like she knew something.

Zach: You want to believe it.

Kendall: Yeah, of course I want to believe it. I want Ryan alive. I want him here, laughing and smiling or just being quiet. I want him back.

Zach: Yeah, and what is --

Kendall: For Greenlee, with Greenlee, where he belongs.

Zach: Well, it's not going to happen. Ryan is dead. You have to accept that.

Kendall: I had accepted that. I know the sun rises, Ryan's not there. The door opens, he doesn't walk in. I get that.

Zach: Prove it.

Kendall: I don't have to prove jack to you.

Zach: Prove it to yourself. Don't help Greenlee have another Ryan baby.

Kendall: Where'd you dig that out of?

Zach: I had you followed when you wouldn't tell me your secret. You went to a fertility clinic with Greenlee. It's a very bad idea. Greenlee lost her child. She went to talk to a fertility doctor, so obviously she wants to try again. And you want to hold her hand and cheer her on. It's a mistake.

Kendall: Well, too bad I didn't give you more of a lead. You could have planted a bug, got all the intimate details. Freak.

Zach: You have no right to do this.

Kendall: Well, you have no right to follow me and tell me what to think or feel.

Zach: I know you loved Ryan. I get that. What is this -- what is this all about? What is it? Guilt? You feel badly, because you couldn't stop him from jumping off that ledge? Now your friend is in pain, you think you can help her. So you encourage her to have another child. You think that's going to stop the pain and make the guilt go away? It won't. It's not what Ryan wanted.

Kendall: You know so much about guilt, and you're so perceptive. What about yours?

Zach: There's none. I couldn't save Ryan.

Kendall: Oh, but you could save Julia? Someone you hardly know?

Zach: This has nothing to do with me.

Kendall: No, this is -- it's about guilt, yours about Maria. You're the reason that she ran 3,000 miles away. How do you deal with your guilt? You go ahead and you play "flip off the Feds" and dodge a bullet for her kid sister.

Zach: I know what I'm doing.

Kendall: Yeah, well, maybe Greenlee does, too. And so what if she still wants a baby? So what if I want to help her? This is her decision, and she's right, she deserves this.

Zach: You think if Greenlee has this child, part of Ryan will come back to life.

Ryan: You can do this, Erin. You -- you can trust me.

Erin: I didn't make it out of that rat hole in Des Moines in one piece. You were right, I'm just like the rest of you. I know, I know, mental illness is a medical disorder, nothing to be ashamed of. That's what they all said when I was this close to a psychotic break after Jonathan died.

Ryan: My God, Erin. I'm so sorry.

Erin: I can't exactly say "No biggie," can I, since it was you who killed our brother. I found a great psychiatrist who gives me meds, tweaked the dosage, and I see a therapist, too. Lots of talking, you know -- screaming and crying some days -- but so far it works. So, one month and counting, and I take my meds, and I see my shrink, and life here is as peaceful as I said.

Ryan: You found a way out.

Erin: Yeah, happy pills for the rest of my life. Sucks, but when you consider the alternative -- Dad's face everywhere when I'd start to spin out.

Ryan: You would see Dad's face? That's how they knew that --

Erin: On the edge and about to go over, yeah. It was really scary. I just -- I wanted him to hurry up and come get me, you know? I was ready to die, but now I'm not. But you here in my face --

Ryan: I'm not trying to make things worse. Erin, I would never hurt you. You know that, right?

Erin: Oh, just like you would never hurt Jonathan? If you don't want me going psycho in some cave, then please go away and stay dead for good!

Babe: It was over for us a long time ago. We just didn't see it. And what we had wasn't what you thought it was.

Jamie: You know, that's the first true thing you've said all night. You're right, Babe. We didn't have what I thought. I didn't want to see it before, but you left me no choice. You know, our first night was in this same motel. That was a really nice touch.

Babe: What are you doing now?

Jamie: It's time to make it official. Come on in, guys.

Amanda: You ok?

Jamie: Consider this your Christmas and birthday presents until the day you die. Whatever you and Aunt Phoebe wanted, you got. I reject Babe. I spit on her. I've seen the light, and I'm done with her forever.

J.R.: That's your cue, Babe. "Don't hate me. I'm so sorry." Make sure you cry. You give good tears.

Jamie: Well, it's too late for that. Isn't it, Babe?

Babe: And there they are -- brothers once more, bonded over that whore Babe. Kiss mine and go to hell, you self-righteous jerks.

Tad: I assume at some point you're going to stop berating me, so we can discuss our son and his upcoming nuptials?

Brooke: Well, he listens to me about as well as you do, but if at least you spoke to him --

Tad: I can't. I'm not going to. Why should I? He is in love with Babe, now more than ever, so that wedding is going ahead. We might as well get used to it. So let's just move on, you know? Go out and buy yourself a pretty dress, we'll drink too much champagne, maybe fool around a little bit, and wake up with a hangover.

Brooke: Think Dixie can spare you?

Tad: Stop. You are right about one thing, though. I can't -- can't stand the idea of losing her all over again. I haven't even got her back yet.

Brooke: Well, you will if you want to. You're Tad, she's Dixie. It just takes the first step.

Tad: No. You're one of the brightest people I've ever known. If you tell me I'm not going to be able to recover, then the writing is on the wall.

Brooke: Hey, listen, you know, I was not making a prediction. I just asked a question.

Tad: Yeah, and we both know the answer.

Brooke: Yes. You can't stay away. I mean, every cell in your body is screaming "Let's take a shot."

Tad: Yeah, well, maybe I should tell the kids to keep it down. After all, I did just leave her over at the Chandlers' with her brother, Del. Does that scream of mistake, or what?

Brooke: Del is here?

Tad: Oh, yeah.

Brooke: With Dixie?

Di: No cards, no visits, no nothing from my full brother, not until I had something you could use. My kidney?

Del: It was either that or die.

Di: Yeah, because Dixie’s kidney was failing on you. Who did you come to? Me. Did I push you away? Did I say I hardly know you? No, I signed up. "Cut me right up." You're welcome.

Del: Yeah, so what am I supposed to do, just shut up? You stole Dixie’s life. Every second of every day is a lie you tell.

Di: No, I am real. What I do for these people -- it's real. Their feelings for me are real. I mean, J.R. has a mother again. Little Adam has a grandmother. When they -- when they laugh with me or confide in me, ask me for advice, that's real.

Del: Yeah. And that kiss Tad gave Dixie? How real was that?

Di: Tad kissed me. He wants me. It doesn't matter what my name is.

Del: Tad was Dixie’s husband, her soul mate --

Di: Ok --

Del: Not yours.

Di: I care about Tad, and Tad cares about me.

Del: Tad doesn't even know Di Henry exists. If he met you on the street, you --

Di: I -- I fit here, Del. I belong here. They want me here, and I want to be here -- J.R., the baby, Tad. This is my life now. No one is going to take it away from me, including you.

Kendall: That's great, great. Let Greenlee hear you.

Zach: Am I wrong? What about the doctor, the insemination? You don't care about a baby. You want Ryan back.

Kendall: You have no idea what I want.

Zach: If this child is born into this world, Greenlee will suffer, because it will be everything that Ryan became.

Kendall: What is this with you and your obsession with Ryan's baby? I mean, why do you even give a damn? You're keeping something from me, Zach. What's your secret?

Erin: You ran away from us, and now you've run away from them.

Ryan: Well, then we can help each other. Erin, I mean, you had my number in your address book even though you didn't call. That's got to mean something.

Erin: It means that for about five minutes I was considering sending anonymous flowers to your widow, that's all.

Ryan: Just give me a chance. Please. I'll find a place to live close by.

Erin: You say all that, but you don't mean it. You want me around, so you can play big brother, screw it all up again. Well, you can't control me, Ryan, like you controlled Jonathan. All right? You can't ever do that to either one of us!

Ryan: "Us"? No. Erin? No, that can't be.

Zach: Oh, sweet Kendall. I have hundreds and hundreds of secrets, each one more horrible than the last. And nowhere in our vows does it say that I need to share a single one of them with you.

Kendall: And in my vows, I said you could follow me, tell me what to do and how to feel?

Zach: I'm right about this child.

Kendall: Shut up about Ryan's baby already. I don't give a damn about a curse or guilt, or whatever else you think. Now, if Greenlee wants to have this baby, I will help her no matter what you say. If I want to give her quints, there's not a damn thing that you can do to stop me.

Zach: What did you say? You want to give her? What, are you going to have Ryan's child now?

Ryan: My God. Erin.

Erin: You can't control me or my life.

Ryan: That's not what you said.

Erin: There's nothing else to say, Ryan. I've told you everything. What are you doing? What do you think I did?

Ryan: You know exactly what I think.

Erin: You searched everything already, and all you got were my meds! All right? This is my house, Ryan! Get out now! I'll call the cops. Mm-hmm, I'll call them. They'll come. "Some lunatic broke in, trashed everything, and left a bruise."

Ryan: You go ahead, you do that right now. You can't, and we both know why.

Erin: You won't find anything, Ryan! I've got nothing to hide.

Ryan: Tell me where. Where?

Erin: There's nothing. Nothing. Ryan!

Jamie: Well, I did my part. Now do yours. Crack open Aunt Phoebe's trust and hand over my money.

Babe: Great. You get your life back, and I have mine.

Jamie: Yeah.

Amanda: Are you happy now?

J.R.: What was all this?

Babe: I forgot to lock the door. I won't be making that mistake again.

J.R.: I want the truth. Did you nail that guy Josh, or did you set this up so Jamie would dump you?

Babe: Come to bed with me, J.R. I'll give you your answer.

Di: I'm not asking for an internal organ here. I just need you to keep quiet.

Del: Di, did you plan this back when we -- during the transplant? In the hospital, you asked me to tell you stories. You wanted me to tell you things about Mama and the kids and Seabone's other family, and you wanted to know all about Dixie. Is that why you signed up to donate so fast? An even trade? Your kidney for details on Dixie, so you could pawn yourself off as her?

Di: It would take a pretty nasty mind to get cut up for a few late-night chats.

Del: No, no. The things we talked about -- dates, places, clothes she wore, people she knew. Stuff like her sweater and the snow globe -- how much of that stuff did you use?

Di: I didn't plan this. Honestly. I didn't expect this to happen. How could I? I mean, I was in prison. I was alone. And -- and then I wasn't. I mean, Dixie’s people -- close enough to touch, and so that's what I did.

Del: Our sister would tear you up if she had the chance.

Di: They could have turned on me, but they didn't. They -- they forgave me, they reached out to me. They love me, Del. And I would never do any -- anything to hurt any one of them. I mean, have you -- have you seen J.R.? Have you seen how lost he is? Because of me, he is -- he's finding his way back. I'm doing that for him.

Del: And Tad? What are you doing for Tad?

Di: Everyone -- everyone loved Dixie so much. You, too. I mean, she was -- she was funny, smart, and deep down good, like a pure white soul. Don't you -- don't you think that she would want her family whole and loved again? Don't you think she'd want that for J.R., the baby? Tad? And even me if she knew me? Just stay. Stay. See -- see my new family. See how right this is. No, no, Del, please. I swear, if you stay, you will see -- see how happy we are.

Babe: It's been so long. What are you waiting for, baby?

J.R.: Enough games.

Babe: Oh, but games are what I'm all about. Nachos and tequila. Good times. You know me. I'm just that same little slut that you met on the pier in San Diego.

J.R.: Back off.

Babe: You warned your brother, but he wouldn't listen. I was a tramp who could never love him. I lie, I cheat. And when that doesn't get me what I want, I just crank out some tears or take off my skirt. Jamie gets that now. He's gone. I'm out of his life. So you do it, J.R. You give him his money, school. You give him everything. You give Jamie his life back, and you leave him the hell alone. Just like I will.

J.R.: You did it. You set this whole thing up. The room, the guy. You let Jamie spit on you, because you love him that much.

Babe: All you should care about is how much I love my son. And you have no idea how far I'll go. Now get out!

J.R.: She did it.

Kendall: Me and babies. What, are you crazy?

Zach: Maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe you want to have a child after all.

Kendall: Oh, Zach, could we please? That would be really precious. Then I could finally give Ethan the baby brother he's always dreamed about. That would be so cute. It would have your morals, my charm, of course. It would be great, really. It's stupid, Zach. It's silly, ok? Can you please leave now? Please. Good-bye.

Zach: Tell me.

Kendall: The key to a successful marriage -- don't lose the mystery. You hang on to your secret, I hang on to mine.

Erin: You won't find anything, Ryan. There's no secret.

Ryan: Your cabin is bigger on the outside, Erin, which means more space -- past here.

Erin: I'll call your wife.

Ryan: She won't believe you.

Erin: But the cops will. They will lock you up! You're crazy! You're crazy!

Ryan: No more lies, no more secrets. There it is. It's over.

[As Ryan is about to find the entrance to the secret room, Erin goes after him with the fireplace poker.]

[At his apartment, Jamie is frantically packing his stuff.]

Amanda: I'm so sorry. I know how much you love Babe. Look, don't do this to yourself. Let's go out, have a drink. I can come by later and do this.

Jamie: Go.

Amanda: Jamie, let me do this for you. I can --

Jamie: Get out!

Amanda: If you need anything, call me anytime.

[Lying on the bed alone, Babe cries.]

Babe: It can't hurt like this forever.

Di: What? What's the matter?

J.R.: I'm not sure. I saw it all, but I'm still not sure. I was sure that I was right, if I just had the chance to prove it. But then the chance was there but for everyone to see. What did it really prove?

Di: Sweetheart, you lost me. What happened?

J.R.: What if I was wrong?

Di: No, go -- go on. I'm still here.

J.R.: Yeah. Yeah, thank God for that. You and Little Adam are the only ones I can count on, the only ones who won't throw curves at me.

Brooke: I have to get a head start on my silent scream to God.

Tad: I wouldn't count on anything. Nobody but nobody is going to tear Jamie away from Babe.

Brooke: It's such a mistake. It's huge! It's huge.

Tad: Good luck.

[Tad tries to distract himself by playing an arcade game.]

Tad: Oh, who am I kidding? This isn't working. One swift kick in Del’s rear should do it.

[When he opens his front door, Tad comes face to face with a smirking Del.]

Zach: Last chance.

Kendall: Get your boys off my tail. Butt out of my business. You get into my business again, I go back to being Kendall Hart, single girl in the valley.

Zach: You need to work on your threats. Something with teeth next time.

Kendall: Why don't you go play hide the Santos with Julia, your little friend? Greenlee's asleep, and I have things to do.

Zach: If you help Greenlee have Ryan's baby, it'll be the worst mistake of your life.

Ryan: Erin, did you actually build –

[Ryan disarms Erin then resumes searching for the secret room beyond the closet.]

Erin: No! No, you can't do this! You can't be here! It's none of your business!

Ryan: Erin, relax! Did you actually --

Erin: I hate you! I hate you, I hate you! I'll always hate you.

[Opening the secret door, Ryan stares at who's inside.]

Ryan: Oh, my God.

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

Babe (to Krystal): You've got to force the truth out of David. If you're not going to do it for Tad's sake, then do it for mine.

Kendall (to Julia): Believe it or not, I'm here to help you.

Del (to Di): Tell him. Tell Tad who you really are, or I will.

Jonathan: Hi, Ryan. Did you miss baby brother?

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