AMC Transcript Thursday 9/29/05

All My Children Transcript Thursday 9/29/05

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Erica: Oh, Alfred, hello. How are you?

Alfred: Ms. Kane, you look ravishing.

Erica: Well, thank you. Thank you very --

Alfred: And I can think of no finer recipient for this year's Treasured Citizen Award from our Chamber of Commerce.

Erica: Thank you, and I must say I am honored.

Alfred: "New Beginnings" is the bomb, you know, as the kids say.

Erica: Do they still say that?

Alfred: Well, everyone's talking about it. It's definitely my favorite show. You must be so proud.

Erica: Proud, I am, I am so proud. Well, thank you, Alfred. Now, will you excuse me, please, because there's somebody I need to see.

Greg: Erica, you look absolutely stunning.

Erica: Spare me the compliments, and please do not bore me with any ethical dilemmas, any doctor-patient confidentiality. If you don't tell me what is really going on with Greenlee's efforts to have that baby of Ryan's, then I today when I give my acceptance speech -- I might accidentally mutilate your career.

Kendall: Oh, no, no, no, you can't back out this. No, you think you've perfected the art of stoicism? Well, I just saw shock and horror wash over your face.

Zach: What you saw was surprise. You just implanted yourself with the next generation of Lavery, and that is not an everyday occurrence.

Kendall: Yes, but it was one that I told you about. I told you I was going to do it.

Zach: You told me, yeah, sure you did, yeah. Didn't think it was going to happen this quickly, that's all.

Greenlee: Oh. Come on, Zach, you said you were onboard with this.

Kendall: You believe him? You promised us that you wouldn't interfere with this. Now, if you have a problem with me carrying Greenlee and Ryan's baby, then say something.

Zach: That would change what, exactly?

Kendall: That will change everything because it would take me two seconds to drop you like a hot rock.

Babe: God, David, you have always been delusional, but me wanting to remarry J.R., that's just -- that's just plain stupid.

Krystal: Why would you make up a lie like that about your own daughter? What, has the lying side of your brain finally taken over?

David: This time I didn't have to bend the facts. It's all true, a classic Carey move.

Krystal: Babe will hook up with J.R. again when I go ice-skating with the devil.

Adam: Promises, promises. Take it easy, son. Careful, don't drink any hard liquor out of a jug.

Babe: Please tell me you're not actually buying into my father's lie.

David: All right, why don't we all examine this a little further, shall we? Krystal sinks her claws into Adam while Babe seduces J.R. for another go-round. The Carey women live the high life once again, and Babe gets to spend more time with her son. Liberace couldn't have played you two any better.

Babe: You are nuts.

Krystal: Where did you come up with this cockamamie idea?

David: Jamie. He's been watching you, Babe, and he knows you better than anyone. There's no pulling the wool over Mini-Martin's eyes.

J.R.: For once in your pathetic life, give it to me straight. Is what David's saying true? Did Daddy just blow your scam wide open?

Di: I don't get it, Tad. I mean, you've been on my case to hand over that letter, the name of the man at the top, the man who's after Julia, the man who had Julia's husband killed, and here I am offering it on a platter. Everything you want to know is in that letter. So, are you going to go get it or not?

Tad: No.

[Di sighs]

Tad: I'm not going anywhere. I want to hear you say it. Julia's out there, she's unprotected, she's by herself. I don't have time to run around Pine Valley connecting the dots, not when all you have to do is stand here, open your mouth, and let out the name of the psychotic that you've been protecting all this time. What is wrong with you? Why can't you do this for me? For me, why can't you do this one simple thing?

Julia: This isn't how I pictured it. Finally face to face with The Dragon, the scum who killed my husband. Only I'm not the one who's holding the gun. You're not going to die today. I am.

Garret: Who says you have to die, Julia?

Julia: Let's be very clear here. If you don't kill me, I will kill you.

Garret: Because of Noah?

Julia: You're damn right because of Noah. He was the person I loved most in the whole world, and you murdered him. One minute he was breathing, thinking, fighting for our lives. And then he was gone, wiped out, as if he never even mattered. You think I'm going to let you get away with that? Think again.

Garret: I'm really not as bad as all that. I hated ordering the hit on Noah. I still do.

Garret: Oh. Here.

Julia: No bullets. You really get off on messing with people, don't you? Some kind of power trip?

Garret: The truth is I hate violence. I never intended to kill Noah or you.

Julia: You worthless --

Garret: Did I take you out when you were Mr. and Mrs. Robertson in Topeka? How about that music store you had in Tupelo as the Jensens? Did it burn to the ground with you in it? No, still standing. I knew when you were the Meltons, the LeDonnes, the Fishers. I've been tracking your every move for the last nine years. The sad thing is as long as you were in Witness Protection, I was free to leave you alone -- and alive.

Tad: Dixie, it's real simple. Who's trying to kill Julia? If you can write it in a letter, you can say it to my face.

Di: It's more than a name.

Tad: Ok, great! I'm thrilled! You got a name, you got an address, a social security number, I don't care. I'll write it down. I don't have to get the letter! I'll take whatever you can give me.

Di: My God, would you stop being so stubborn and listen? I can't tell you just the name. I can't be there when everything in that letter comes out. I won't be able to look at you in the face.

Tad: So, whatever you wrote in this thing doesn't affect just you and Julia, it affects us, you and me? Dixie, what have you done?

Di: I -- I went to go see him.

Tad: Oh. Oh, God. Oh.

Di: I mean, I had to, I had to. I had to try and convince him that -- that he should leave Julia out of this, you know? I hope to God I got through and maybe he believes that Julia and I aren't a threat to him.

Tad: He knows what a threat you are! He knows you can -- he knows you can take him down with a slice of an envelope! Everybody here knows what the stakes are, and you want to tell me where this letter is, and then run off on some kind of scavenger hunt?

Di: Ok, but I swore I wouldn't tell him -- I wouldn't name him, Tad!

Tad: Oh, no. Oh, ok, now wait a minute, this is -- now you're acting like a nut. You swore you wouldn't give him the name? What the hell's that supposed to mean? If we get out some Emily Post right now, I'm sure if we look it up, if you give your word to a murderer, everything becomes null and void! This guy -- he murdered your ex-boyfriend, he murdered Noah, he shot at Wildwind trying to murder Julia. He's not worth keeping your word for. So you just forget about your stupid promises and your misplaced guilt and do the right thing! Dixie, just tear the mask off this jackass. I'm so -- I know you can do it. I know my girl. No matter how much this scares you, you've got the heart to do it.

Opal: Oh, Palmer!

Palmer: Opal, Opal, Opal, please, just go away, go away. I came here to eat, drink, and be merry, not to gag, wretch, and be miserable.

Opal: Oh, my. So cranky so early. Must be because it's about that time of the month when you make the worst mistake of my life just a little less revolting?

Palmer: Oh, in your dreams, woman.

Opal: Oh! If you think that I would be interested in doing the mattress mambo with you, mister? Ew, no. I want you to pull out something far more valuable -- your checkbook. Two words -- ali-mony.

Palmer: Ugh.

Greg: Erica, I understand how upset you are, but I do have a moral and a legal obligation to keep my patients' cases private, no matter how much their mothers care to badger me.

Erica: There is nothing average about this mother or this case or Greenlee, for that matter. In her grief, she might do anything.

Greg: We've already told you about the treatment that might help her to have a child.

Erica: No, Greenlee is hiding something else and, whatever it is, Kendall is in on it. They both looked so horribly guilty when I told them that I had found Kendallís wallet in your treatment room.

Greg: Whenever your daughters care to bring you up to speed on whatever secrets they might be keeping from you, that will be their decision, it won't be mine.

[Applause]

Greg: Oh, good. The ceremony's about to begin.

Erica: Trust me, Doctor, I will get all the information I need with or without your help. I'm only trying to have you make it easier on both of us.

Greg: Do not threaten me. You know it doesn't work.

Alfred: Excuse me. Ms. Kane? The dining room is filling up. We should probably go inside.

Erica: Yes, of course. I certainly don't want to keep my public waiting. We'll discuss this later.

Opal: Hey there, honey.

Erica: Oh, I'm so glad to see you both.

Opal: Congratulations.

Myrtle: Hello, my love.

Opal: This is so exciting.

Myrtle: Good luck.

Erica: Thank you so much.

Greenlee: I'm right with you, Kendall. Cut all ties with this sucker. He's never going to appreciate what you're doing for me. He's only going to make trouble for us. Business arrangement or not, Zach can't handle his wife carrying another man's child.

Zach: You keep doing that, Greenlee, you talk about me like I'm not here. No, I'm not threatened by Kendall carrying your baby. I just didn't think it was going to happen this quickly, that's all.

Kendall: You actually think I would bail on my best friend like some disloyal traitor?

Zach: No. Your loyalty and your courage were never up for debate.

Greenlee: He's totally trying to backpedal now because he knows we're onto him, but take my word, Kendall, the best thing you can possibly do is speed over to the nearest divorce court and dump this dead weight. I mean, this marriage was a sham from the beginning anyway, so who needs him? Cut your losses while you still can. Come on, Kendall, I'll drive. You with me?

Babe: You would actually believe anything Jamie has to say about me? He caught me in bed with another man. He hates the air I breathe and the ground I walk on.

J.R.: Yeah, it's nice to have something in common with my little brother again.

Krystal: Do y'all mind if I have a little time alone with my stepson? I really do think I could straighten this out.

J.R.: I don't think there's enough time on the plane, Mama. In fact, I'd like to be alone with Babe. I want you all to leave.

David: Like hell I will. You have something to say to Babe, you say it to me.

Krystal: Haven't you done enough?

David: I'm not giving Junior carte blanche to go off on our daughter again.

Krystal: Trust me, you got problems of your own to deal with.

Adam: I might enjoy this.

Krystal: You. You rotten, no-good son of a buck! How many times are you going to try to trash that girl's life? I ought to drop-kick you from here to that garbage pit that you sprang out of!

Adam: Where's a video camera when you need it? Hmm.

J.R.: You've been acting weird for weeks, Babe -- since the hospital, Little Adamís accident -- well, even before that. You've been -- nicer to me. Even after all the hard times I put you through.

Babe: Don't read into something that's not there. I'm beat down, J.R. I'm just -- I'm too tired to fight.

J.R.: Well, that's what I kept telling myself up until today. What your father said? It's pretty hard to forget. So tell me, Babe, are you playing me? Because I kind of think you are.

Krystal: You wretched excuse for a human being. You've had how many chance to be a loving, supportive father, and you have decimated it how many times now?

David: Everything I said to Junior in there was 100% accurate, and you know it! I had to say something! I wasn't about to let our daughter set herself up to be more Chandler target practice!

Krystal: You big, fat, lying weasel. You thrive on lies, so now when did you all of a sudden get the idea that the truth shall set everybody free?

Adam: Yeah, go on, go on, hit him! Go on, let him have it.

David: What are you doing?

Adam: Oh, just saving some memories, you know, of my new wife beating up on her lover in my house.

David: What lover?

Adam: Those fuzzy, soft moments that count. They really count.

Krystal: You dirty, rotten viper. What, do you get off on messing up other people's lives so that it makes your own pathetic one seem that much more tolerable?

David: Yeah.

Krystal: Who gives a damn if the victim happens to be your daughter, right?

David: Let me tell you something Ė

[When David approaches Krystal, Adam spins around and accidentally hits him in the face with his video camera, knocking him to the floor.]

Adam: Oops. Oops.

Krystal: Adam, uh, darling? I think you killed him.

Babe: And even if David's BS story were true, what do you care?

J.R.: If you think you're going to follow in your mama's footsteps and wrangle another Chandler to the altar for your own personal profit, you'd better believe I care.

Babe: Why? You afraid you might actually be dumb enough to fall for it?

[Babe laughs]

Babe: That is it, isn't it? You're terrified because you think I just might have what it takes to win you back.

Myrtle: Oh, darling, your speech was top-notch. It had me in tears.

Opal: Nearly? Well, I was almost blind from the first "hello."

Erica: Aw. Thank you.

Palmer: Absolutely embarrassing. I could hear you blubbering all the way over at the bar.

Opal: You old drunk.

Erica: Listen, I know that Jack and the family really wanted to be here with me today, but between work and school they couldn't. It was just impossible, so I can't tell you how much it means to me that my extended family could make it

Opal: Ss it. We wouldn't be anywhere else.

Palmer: I don't think she meant you, Alfred.

Alfred: Oh, well, I just meant in terms of the Chamber of Commerce as an extension of your family, Ms. -- Ms. Kane.

Myrtle: Alfred, Alfred, it's easier to catch lightning in a jam jar than it is to catch Erica if she's on a mission.

Greg: Erica, you've just received a very prestigious award. Why don't you celebrate your accomplishments and forget about Greenlee and Kendall just for one afternoon?

Erica: Greg, please understand, I fully support Greenlee carrying Ryan's baby. I am no threat whatsoever to whatever you've done. The only reason I am pressing so hard is because of my husband. As you know, I mean, Jack doesn't want Greenlee to even carry Ryan's memory, much less his child.

Greg: I'm very well aware of his position.

Erica: Then you understand. You understand I need to prepare my husband for the inevitable. But I need to know what that inevitable is. Will there be another baby? Is Greenlee subjecting her to a dangerous experiment? And what is Kendallís involvement in all this? Is she a supportive stepsister, is she a concerned friend? Because Jack is going to need to adjust to this, whatever it is.

Greg: You've got a point. I will help.

Erica: Oh, Greg. Oh, Greg! Oh, I just -- you have no idea what this means to me.

Kendall: I hear you, Greenlee, I do, but I just don't think now is a good time for Zach and I to talk divorce. It wouldn't be good for the baby.

Greenlee: Are you kidding me? "But this isn't a marriage, it's a business arrangement." That's your mantra, not mine. I me, , what's so traumatic about breaking a business tie? We do it all the time at Fusion.

Kendall: Yes, but that was before I was potentially the child. Now I'm hormonal and cranky. I could have up to eight tiny feet growing inside of me right now, and the thought of that makes me completely hypersensitive. And, I mean, I'm not even psychologically fit to peel an apple. Forget about talking about the legalities of a divorce.

Zach: It's settled, then. No divorce. And now that I'm past the initial shock, I will do whatever I can to make the next nine months very comfortable for you.

Kendall: I'm all for that.

Zach: Maybe you should move into the VIP suite. People there looking out for you and waiting on you hand and foot, foot massage if you want every hour on the hour, no problem.

Kendall: That's sweet. Isn't that sweet, Greenlee?

Greenlee: Uh-huh. Kind of like artificial sweetener -- sugary, but not. Well, you've certainly had a change of heart, haven't you, Zach? I just only hope it's sincere.

Kendall: Why do you have to be the downer? Of course it's sincere.

Greenlee: Well, the true test will be whether he rats us out or not. So, Zach, are you going to keep this good news among the three of us or are you just chomping at the bit to run to Erica?

Erica: Oh, Greg, thank you. I just knew you would come around to my way of thinking. After all, Greenlee and I are family now and I'm concerned for her, so concerned. Well, I'm sure that's obvious. In any case, it's just such a relief that you have agreed to confide in me.

Greg: No, I -- you have misunderstood me. I am not prepared to share your daughters' medical files, and that is final, Erica.

Erica: But you just said that you would --

Greg: Would help? Yes, I will help with your husband. I will do that to the best of my ability. But I'm not going to give you any confidential information.

Erica: Greg, I don't think that you quite understand how vital this --

Greg: No, I don't understand. What I don't understand is your husband's attitude. I don't understand his intolerance. If Greenlee has a baby, that will be his grandchild, and that is a beautiful thing no matter what the circumstances are. So I do not understand why he is not supportive. All babies are miracles. Don't you agree?

Opal: Uh-huh. Well, thank you very much. I saw the most divine little hat at Laceyís the other day. I think the minute I leave here, I'm just going to skedaddle right over there and snatch it up.

Palmer: Is that how you spend my hard-earned money, on some frivolous nonsense for your head? Give me that check back.

Opal: Why don't you just shrivel up and fly off somewhere. Honestly, Myrt, why is it that men think they have to just control every last little thing?

Myrtle: Darling, you are too old not to know the answer.

J.R.: There's no way I'd let myself get sucked back into your mess of a world. Being married to you once was torturous enough for me, thank you.

Babe: Go ahead, J.R., call me names. Brag about how much better you think you are than me. You do think I am the world's biggest liar.

J.R.: But Jamie isn't a liar. He has his problems, but messing with people for the heck of it is not my brother's MO.

Babe: You don't know Jamie as well as you think you do.

J.R.: I only grew up with him my entire life, Babe. You ran off with him less than a year ago. It's pretty much a no-brainer who knows him better.

Babe: You grew up with the old Jamie. And after the hell you put him through, he has changed. And if he thought telling David I want you back would mess up you and me, he'd do it again in a heartbeat.

Adam: Stick a finger in his eye, see if he flinches.

Krystal: Well, you are just the best hubby a girl could ask for. The way you waltz in here with that video camera, pretending to get the goods on me, when really you were just protecting me from mean old David!

Adam: I wasn't supposed to kill him, you were.

Krystal: Oh, my hero!

[Krystal laughs, then squeals]

Krystal: Oh!

Garret: You have no idea the lengths I went to to keep you and Noah safe. I watched you two together.

Julia: You stalked us? Did you laugh every time we moved from town to town, thinking we were a step ahead of you? I bet you got off on every second.

Garret: I protected you out of respect for Noah.

Julia: Then why did you kill him? If you loved Noah so much, if you respected him, why'd you make him disappear?

Garret: I told you, you were safe as long as you stayed in protection. But when you got sick of the anonymous life, and Noah insisted on taking matters into his own hands, I was forced to play mine. He should've never come looking for me.

Julia: Why are you doing this? Why are you making me listen to you? Why are you making me wait? You could've killed me a million times before now. Why am I still breathing?

Garret: Because I'm not through with you yet, Julia. I was hoping we could get to know each other better.

Di: You have to go get the letter. You have to accept I can't give you what you want, not face to face.

Tad: Why? Because you think it's going to tear us apart? You think it's going to tear apart whatever trust I've got for you? Dixie, I'm sorry, but after what you've done to me over the last few months, it's not about trust anymore. I just want to be with you. What could possibly be so awful that you and I can't get through it together? We've lost a child. We've survived your death. We've had to come to terms with a year in prison. I doubt very much there's anything you could throw at me right now that I couldn't handle.

Di: Ok, I've -- I've told a lot of lies since I've been back to Pine Valley. And I've withheld a lot from you. But you have to know, despite it all, I love you, Tad. I really, truly love you.

Tad: See, there you go, acting like -- it's like you're doing it again, like it's a done deal, like everything is going to end the minute I open the stupid letter.

Di: It could.

Kendall: Thanks again for offering the VIP suite.

Zach: Sure you won't take me up on it?

Kendall: No, I think I'm cool hanging here.

Zach: Ok. Well, whatever you need, I'm right across the -- thing. Just whatever you want.

Kendall: Yeah, well, don't think I won't take you up on it. Where are you going? You going to go hang with the big spenders?

Zach: Maybe later.

Kendall: Well, I don't think we have to worry about him anymore.

Greenlee: Well, call me crazy, but I was afraid you were falling for that guy.

Kendall: Shut up.

Greenlee: I know. Can you imagine? I mean, if you were, I'd have to strangle you.

Kendall: Yes, what's wrong with you? But if I were falling for Zach --

Greenlee: Which you're not.

Kendall: Which I'm not -- I'm not, but -- but if I were, what do you care?

Greenlee: You're joking, right?

Kendall: No, I just -- I don't get what you still have against the guy. I mean, is it the baby? Are you freaked out that someone else may control me other than you?

Greenlee: An army of soldiers couldn't control you, Kendall.

Kendall: Yes, that was going to be my next point. So the next time you push for me to get a divorce, think about when everyone was pushing for you to ditch Ryan.

Greenlee: It's not about divorce. It's about my sister, my friend.

Kendall: I can handle myself.

Greenlee: Well, you say that now, but what if you and Zach did become an item and it didn't work out? I mean, it would make your breakups with Ryan and Ethan look like days at the spa.

Kendall: Ok, but even if it did, hypothetically, how can you be sure that we would end in disaster?

Greenlee: Would you wake up? Zach helped Edmund get killed, he wrecked Mariaís life, and he denied his own son. I mean, you have a meltdown every time a guy looks at you cross-eyed. You're paranoid, you're suspicious, you're a total cynic.

Kendall: Yes, ok, don't hold back, sister friend.

Greenlee: I may be a downer, but I don't see the formula for a long, happy, well-adjusted marriage. Do you?

Julia: Now I know why they call you The Dragon. You're full of hot air.

Garret: I'm dead serious. I want to get to know you better.

Julia: You single-handedly smashed my world to bits. When you took Noah, you took my whole reason for breathing. I hate you. So if you seriously think that you have a chance of seducing me -- You actually think you can get me? Well, you are totally and utterly demented. You don't have a chance in hell! You hear me? Not a chance in hell!

Di: I made so many mistakes this past year, I've done so many selfish things, sometimes I can't even look myself in the mirror.

Tad: I don't care. I don't care. I don't care what how or who occurred while we were apart. I don't expect you to be perfect. I'm the farthest thing from perfect that exists. I got no expectations other than if we lived through this, God gave us another chance to be together. That's all that matters to me.

Di: I've got to go hug Little Adam.

Tad: Ok.

Di: I've done everything in my power to keep everyone safe. So whatever happens next, I'm sorry.

Tad: Dixie --

Di: Alfred has the letter. I don't know exactly where. I told him to hide it.

J.R.: You know, Brooke caught Jamie and me toasting Aunt Phoebe's sherry one time when we were kids. We both knew that we were busted, so I told Jamie let me do the talking, maybe I could spin the story to get us a lesser sentence. But you know what my honorable brother said? "No, J.R., we've got to tell the truth." Huh. I mean, for the life of him, he couldn't fathom lying to someone who loved us.

Babe: Jamie used to have a bigger heart than you?

J.R.: No, but you cannot sell me on Jamie going all revenge. He would never lie about something this serious, even if he wanted to.

Babe: All right, J.R. Fine. You want to know the real reason my father thinks I want to marry you? God, I can't believe I have to say this out loud. You know, forget about it. After everything blew up with Jamie, I was an emotional wreck. And I went to my father for a shoulder and a hug, which I know now was the stupidest thing ever.

J.R.: I could have told you that.

Babe: And I said something dumb to him about "Wouldn't it be wild if Little Adamís parents found their way back to each other?" And he freaked, and I dropped it, and I thought it was over, but apparently, I was wrong. And don't bother telling me how much you hate my guts, and it would never happen, because I already know that. So we can -- we just pretend this day never happened.

Adam: It was an accident. It was a video camera mishap, a blooper. What? He's breathing, isn't he?

Babe: Don't apologize to me. After the stunt David pulled in there, I'm just sorry you didn't finish him off.

Krystal: Ok, if Adam is done playing hero, I'm going to go down and take inventory of the wine cellar. I might as well make sure I get what's coming to me.

Adam: And I'll drink every one of those bottles empty, kill myself doing it.

Krystal: Promises, promises.

Adam: You -- you -- just --

Babe: Wake up, you dirty double-crossing SOB.

Opal: I've always known that men were pesky control freaks, but I've never been able to understand why.

Palmer: Opal, you need flash cards to understand the alphabet.

Opal: Oh --

Palmer: Do you really think that you can grasp the intricate psychologies of a man's mind?

Opal: Oh, shut up.

Myrtle: Darling, the thing is Palmer knows the answer. He just doesn't want to tell you.

Opal: Well, all the more reason for you to spill. Excuse me. Yes, tell me.

Greg: I think your husband could benefit from some counseling. You know, I have a wonderful colleague I can set him up with.

Erica: Greg, my husband certainly does not need a counselor. He needs to know what's going on with his daughter, as do I. Look, Greg, couldn't you simply leave me alone in a room with the relevant files? I mean, that kind of thing is done all the time.

Greg: I can't possibly --

Palmer: Erica, Erica, party crasher, 12:00.

Erica: What is he doing here?

Palmer: Well, I have no idea, but I do know that when Slater shows up at one of your shindigs, things become unglued.

Zach: There she is, the woman I've been looking for. I hear congratulations are in order.

Erica: For what, exactly?

Babe's voice: I said something dumb to David about "Wouldn't it be wild if Little Adamís parents found their way back to each other?" Don't bother telling me you hate my guts. It'll never happen, because I know all that.

Kendall: J.R., J.R., you have to help me. Stop me before I fall in love.

Erica: I didn't expect to see you here, Zach. Did Kendall send you on her behalf?

Zach: No, I came on my own. After all, there's a lot to celebrate. Treasured Citizen. No one deserves it more than you.

Erica: Well, somehow, I didn't expect that you would just stop by to pay your respects.

Zach: Why not? I'm all about new beginnings. Gentlemen. I'll see you.

Palmer: Erica, that kind of sort of looked like your kiss of death.

David: What happened? Where is everybody?

Babe: I -- get up and don't worry about anyone else. You are coming with me --

[David groans]

Babe: Someplace where there won't be any witnesses.

Tad: Rumor has it that you have a letter Dixie wrote for me. It's time to hand it over, Alfred.

Alfred: Why is everyone so interested in this letter? What is it with this letter?

Tad: Who's everyone?

Alfred: You -- and him.

[Tad looks over his shoulder and sees Zach standing on the dock.]

Julia: Hey! Hey!

[Phone rings]

[Pounding on door]

Garret: Finally. I was wondering when I'd hear from you.

[Julia continues pounding on the locked bedroom door.]

Garret: Are you where I think you are?

Di: Yes, I'm here.

Garret: Come on up.

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

Alfred (to Tad): Game and set and match! Tad has been had!

Kendall (to J.R.): How can you fall for someone that you hate?

Babe (to David): If you cost me my son, you'll have killed me.

Garret (to Di): I'm going to defend myself.

Julia: Not sharp enough.

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