All My Children Transcript Tuesday 11/22/05
Provided By Boo
Proofread by Gisele
Adam: Why -- why couldn't she wear flannel pajamas to bed instead of that -- that flimsy little -- Well, finally. Alone at last!
[Babe screams as Adam climbs into bed with her.]
J.R.: Ah! My eyes!
Babe: Get off! Get him off! Get off!
Krystal: J.R., unless your daddy dropped dead and fell through the ceiling, "half his assets" is about to take on a whole new meaning.
Erica: Thank goodness. Where have you been? Is your cell phone turned off? Because I've been calling you for hours and hours, ever since I heard what happened down at the courthouse. Oh, dear God. Oh, Jack, tell me that it wasn't you who fired that gun at Jonathan Lavery.
Jonathan: Can we have dinner at the Valley Inn tomorrow, Erin? They -- you'll really like it. They put brankberries in their stuffing.
Erin: Cranberries? Yeah. Um -- actually, Ryan thought it might be kind of fun to do, like, a cozy family dinner here, you know, since it's our first Thanksgiving together in such a long time.
Jonathan: Here, where nobody will -- will come and shoot at me.
Erin: Well, it's probably best to keep a low profile until the police find out who shot at us.
Jonathan: Shot at me.
Erin: Hold on, close your eyes. Don't peek, ok? Be right back.
[Knock on door]
Jonathan: Hello, Aidan. Did you come to make sure I die? I'm glad you could do it to my face this time.
Kendall: Kind of late, isn't it?
Ryan: I can come back.
Kendall: Ryan? Going to a party?
Ryan: No, it's just a little something for the woman who has everything, including my child growing inside her.
[Baby cries in the hospital nursery.]
Josh: Smile. This is the happiest place you're going to find in this joint.
Greenlee: Let's get right to why I asked you here and keep the commentary on my mood to yourself. You know there's a secret your father and Kendall are keeping from me. I know it concerns my baby. You're not leaving here until you give me every last detail, so start talking.
Kendall: It's a little late, don't you think?
Ryan: I won't take long.
Kendall: I was actually going to try to go to the office tomorrow before the big Kane/Montgomery dysfunction fest otherwise known as Thanksgiving dinner.
Ryan: Kendall, you and I haven't had a chance to speak since --
Kendall: Since you saved me from frying to a crisp? I probably can't thank you enough for that.
Ryan: Yeah, well, a lot of things went up in smoke that night, like Greenlee trying to keep me in the dark about the baby.
Kendall: Well, she hadn't made up her mind yet.
Ryan: I wouldn't have blamed her if she hadn't told me. I think the truth probably would've come out eventually if you had your way.
Kendall: Yeah, well, I guess you would've been a little suspicious if I started wearing muumuus and jackets everywhere. But it was -- it was Greenlee's call.
Ryan: "Generous" doesn't begin to cover what you've done.
Kendall: It wasn't charity. It was the right thing to do. There was no other option.
Ryan: I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but if somebody told me that Kendall Hart would redefine friendship, I probably would be a little afraid for the friend. Who knew, huh?
Kendall: Yeah, it's pretty weird, huh?
Ryan: Since when do you wait to open presents?
Kendall: Since I didn't want to heave on it. Ugh.
Greenlee: Quit stalling and tell me what you know.
Josh: Who says I know anything? This secret you keep referring to, I never said existed. But if it does, I do know something. You can't seriously think I'm going to narc on my own father.
Greenlee: Fine. Don't talk, act. Give me access to your father's office.
Josh: What, help you break in? Yeah, right.
Greenlee: Yeah, exactly right. He's upped the security since the last time that I snuck in there, but you're going to get me inside there, and I won't even have to beg. You've been dropping hints, biding your time, waiting for me to force you to spill your guts. You're so ready to talk you're salivating.
Josh: I haven't said anything. Think maybe your theory lacks substance?
Greenlee: No, not for a minute. We wouldn't be here if you hadn't implied something weird happened the night that Kendall was implanted. You started me on this journey, and you'll see it through to the end.
Josh: Look at that little guy. He's going to be a scrapper. You can tell already.
Greenlee: He is a she. The pink blanket should've been a dead giveaway, sort of like your lame delay tactics. I want the truth, Josh, from the horse's mouth or Daddy's office. It doesn't matter which, but I will get answers today.
Erica: Look, I just pray to God that you had nothing to do with what happened down at the courthouse today. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving.
Jack: The justice system completely failed us, and you're worried about a turkey dinner?
Erica: Oh, come on, it's more than that, and you know it. We both wanted this holiday to be special, our first Thanksgiving together with our blended family.
Jack: Let me tell you something, sweetheart. If this Thanksgiving is ruined, it's because Jonathan Lavery is back in our lives.
Erica: If Ryan thought for one minute that Jonathan was dangerous --
Jack: Ryan doesn't think, Erica. That's the problem. If he did, he would do another disappearing act, complete with his siblings, and he would never come back. Let me tell you something. Ryan and Jonathan Lavery in Pine Valley is unacceptable.
Lily: No, Dad, I'm not so sure that's true.
Jack: Honey, what are you doing up?
Erica: I'm sorry, sweetheart, did we wake you?
Lily: No. I get up at this time every night to get a glass of water. But, Dad, I think you might be able to accept that Jonathan's back in Pine Valley if you would've saw him when I saw him.
Erica: You saw Jonathan?
Jack: He was here again?
Erica: Well, where exactly did you see him?
Lily: In his jail cell. Well, not exactly in it. I was outside, but he let me touch the bars.
Jonathan: Can I get you a -- a soda, Aidan? Would you like some cheesy puffs? No? Ok. You just want to get right to the killing? Ok, I stunderand.
Erin: Aidanís not going to kill you, Jonathan, ok? Listen, you made your point at the courthouse. Whatever you came here to say is gratuitous and pointless.
Jonathan: No, Erin, it's ok, it's ok. I want to -- I want to hear what he came to say, but just no -- no yelling, please. I don't know if I can handle much more yelling.
Aidan: You both done? You both have your theories of why I'm here, but do you care to hear the real reason? I'm not here to yell, and I'm not here to kill you. I came to observe.
Erin: Oh, Aidan, quit jerking him around, ok? Please go.
Aidan: I thought you'd be happy about this. You and Ryan have been preaching Jonathan's conversion for weeks now. You know, Ryan was a good friend of mine once, so I figure I -- I owe it to him to see for myself.
Jonathan: I -- I want him to see that I'm better, Erin. Do you know how to play gin rummy, Aidan?
Aidan: It's been a while.
Jonathan: Oh, we can -- we can play gin rummy, and you can observe -- observe me and ask me questions, and you can see that I'm better. Ok? Ok, but I want to warn you, I'm a really good player. I'm very good now. Half cent a point, ok?
Jonathan: Ok, ok, this is good. This is good. When you leave here tonight, Aidan, you're going to owe me 10 bucks, and you're going to see that I'm not a psycho killer, too.
J.R.: Babe was pushed down a stairwell by Amanda today.
Krystal: She what?
Babe: We don't know for sure if it was Amanda.
J.R.: The girl is as nutty as her mother and obviously just as dangerous, and if you don't think she's going to take another crack at you, you're going to need to have your head examined again. And don't you get on me for giving my son's mother a safe place to stay. At least I thought it was safe. I didn't realize my father was going to mount her.
Adam: I -- I did not mount. I -- I merely leaned.
Babe: Can we not? Ugh.
Krystal: So you're -- you're ok? You were examined?
Babe: I'm fine, Mama, I promise, and at least I landed on my head.
Krystal: Oh, that is not funny. Now, how are you so sure it was Amanda who pushed her?
Babe: He's not sure.
J.R.: She hates you, Babe, and she was close by when you fell. You do the math.
Adam: I've already done that. This is a classic Carey plot.
Krystal: Oh --
Krystal: What are you babbling about over there, silky legs?
Adam: Babe tumbles down a flight of stairs at the hands of some mysterious stranger, and suddenly she has carte blanche to the entire Chandler estate. This has "Mama" and "Baby Doll" written all over it.
Kendall: I promised Greenlee I wasn't going to hurl when she was away from me. I feel like a traitor, Ryan.
Kendall: Maybe we can -- can we just keep this between us?
Ryan: Yeah, our little secret.
Ryan: You saved her life, Kendall.
Kendall: Wow. Going all dramatic on me now?
Ryan: Well, you did. She told me that she hit her lowest point when she lost the baby.
Kendall: Your baby.
Ryan: Our baby. She told me that she lost her will to live. You kept the woman that I love alive, and I could never repay you for that.
Kendall: Ryan, the truth is you and I both ended up loving Greenlee. It was something that neither of us wanted or expected, but here we are.
Ryan: You sick as a dog and me crazy in love.
Kendall: Yeah, well, my sickness will go away in a few months. But you're stuck loving her forever, and she might not want to love you back.
Josh: So? What do you think you're going to find in here?
Greenlee: The answer to a simple arithmetic problem.
Josh: Well, clue me in. I'm a math whiz.
Greenlee: If Mommy A has 12 embryos, and the doctor implants 4 embryos in Mommy B, how many embryos is the doctor left with?
Josh: I know -- 8 embryos.
Greenlee: Go to the head of the class. But first we're going to take a trip to the fridge.
Josh: No, no, no, Greenlee, I can't do this.
Greenlee: Listen, I would rather die than find out my worst fears are true, but I have to know. And I'm not about to be kept in the dark because you're afraid of ticking off Daddy, so just help me, damn it. Please, just help me.
Adam: Alone at last. Now, I'm sure you have a doozy of a scheme to fill me in on, so get to filling.
J.R.: No scheme here.
Adam: Oh, come on. We both know you couldn't give two hoots about Amanda pushing Babe down a flight of stairs. Come on.
J.R.: "Two hoots"? Well, don't look now, Dad, but I think your wife is starting to rub off on you.
Adam: Is there something I'm missing here? Hmm? You -- you can't be serious about wanting to protect Babe. I mean, you can't be! You should be doing everything in your power to put Babe in Amanda's line of fire. Babe gets a little coma, and then your problems are all solved, huh? Instead, you -- you invite her to spend a night in a nice, cozy bed, you want to break bread with her tomorrow on Thanksgiving Day of all days? It's doggone baffling! I -- I didn't mean to say "doggone."
J.R.: Sure, you did, Dad. You married a truck-stop lizard. Might as well play the part.
J.R.: As for Babe and me -- hello?
Adam: That carny trash is getting to you, isn't she?
J.R.: Right. Wrong! Wrong, no. Um --
Adam: You can deny it all you want. It's plain as the nose on your face.
J.R.: I'll be right there, ok? All right. I don't plan on getting schemed. And, oh, by the way, I do have one holiday surprise for you.
Adam: Oh, my God. What now?
J.R.: I can't tell you. It's going to come somewhere between the pearl onions and the pecan pie, and guaranteed to knock your socks off.
Lily: Jonathan was trying to open a ketchup packet for his hamburger, but he forgot how. His brain just doesn't work the same way it did before his surgery.
Jack: Yeah, Lily, about that surgery --
Lily: It made him forget simple things, like how to pronounce some words and to open ketchup packets. But I reminded him how.
Erica: But, Lily, sweetheart, didn't the red ketchup upset you?
Lily: That's the most important part. Jonathan offered to eat his hamburger and fries dry, because he remembered that the red ketchup upset me. He even told the guard not to touch me, because he remembered that I don't like to be touched. Isn't that, like, very polite? Like, very unlike a scary, bad man?
Erica: Yes, Lily, it is polite and -- and even thoughtful. And I just have to tell you that I think it is so beautiful of you to -- to be able to look past all the things that Jonathan did to you and try to see how he's changed.
Jack: Yes, indeed, very much so, and I have to tell you that people can lie with their actions just as easily as they can lie with their words.
Erica: Sweetheart, I know that that's -- it's hard for you to make sense of that, and even though Jack and I are certainly not perfect, we do wish that you and your sisters and Reggie would listen to the voices of experience.
Lily: I understand what you mean about not being able to tell if Jonathan's better. I'm 35% convinced that he is, but that leaves 65% undetermined. Well, I have to go to bed now.
Lily: It took me 18 minutes to get a glass of water tonight. That's 15 minutes more than usual. I guess I'll just have to schedule a 15-minute nap in my day tomorrow. Good night.
Jack: Good night, sweetheart.
Erica: Good night. Well, that settles it. If we are going to preserve one shred of the peace and sanity, what little we have left in this family, I have got to cancel Thanksgiving.
Jonathan: I -- I can play gin better now with-- without all the voices in my head, because I can concentrate more.
Aidan: So these voices that you had -- what did they say?
Erin: We're trying to move past all that.
Aidan: Jonny said I could ask him questions. I didn't know I could only ask him the safe ones.
Jonathan: No, it's -- it's all right, Erin. I -- the voices I heard in my head were telling me what -- what to do, and I guess if that's all you can hear, then you think that's how it -- how it has to be, like the truth.
Erin: And -- and those voices were accompanied by terrible headaches because of the tumor.
Jonathan: Oh, yes, so bad. I'm so glad they're gone now. Uh, knock! Six.
Aidan: Four. Looks like the Brit wins this hand.
Erin: Lucky break.
Jonathan: I'm -- I'm happy you won, Aidan. I was worried that if I kept beating you that you'd be mad. So, six -- six min four r Ė
Ryan: Me not telling Greenlee about Jonathan right away, faking my death, hiding when she went to see Erin -- I mean, I've given my wife a lot of reasons not to trust me. But that doesn't change how I feel about her, that I'm still crazy about her. And I will do absolutely anything, I will change anything to regain that trust, to make her feel safe to love me.
Kendall: Well, I think she'll see that when she watches you hold your son for the very first time.
Ryan: Or daughter. You found out?
Kendall: Madden's magic test. You're having a healthy baby boy, Ryan. Uh-oh, what? No, no, no, don't tell me this is the deal-breaker.
Ryan: How do you do it? I have, like, 75 emotions going through my body right now, and I don't have a child growing inside it. You must have a million, the least of which being your divorce and -- I don't know, you seem so calm. Are you -- are you sure you're ok with everything? I mean, I'm worried about you.
Kendall: What, are you afraid that I'm going to go rob a bank or do something freaky in my eighth month? Don't worry, Ryan. My first and only priority is Greenlee's happiness. And that means taking care of this healthy little boy. Stress can't touch us, right, kiddo?
Ryan: I'd like to believe you. Something tells me that you do need a little bit of help. What do you need from me? What can I do?
Kendall: Fight to get Greenlee back.
Greenlee: I should have eight embryos left in there.
Josh: Don't look at me. I didn't take them.
Greenlee: You've been acting smug and cocky for days now. You know something I don't. How do I know you didn't pull something?
Josh: Because I'm going to help you track down your embryos. I know another place we can look. They're not in the current inventory.
Greenlee: Maybe they were mislabeled.
Josh: That's highly unlikely. My father gives new definition to the word "retentive."
Greenlee: Well, can you figure out the last time they were in the inventory?
Josh: Yeah. Here.
Greenlee: The day of the blackout. I had a dozen embryos the night of the blackout and none after.
Josh: Ok, this wasn't such a great idea. Let's just forget we --
Greenlee: I want to see Kendallís medical records.
Josh: No, no way.
Greenlee: Tell me where they are, and I'll get them myself. No one will ever know you were here. I'm not messing around, Josh. I want that file.
Josh: I can't. But if you wanted to ever give me a present, my birthday is December 18.
Greenlee: Thank you.
Josh: Good night.
Greenlee: December 18 -- 1-2-1-8.
[After Josh leaves, Greenlee opens a cabinet drawer and pulls out Kendallís file.]
Kendall: Did I tell you that my mom thought Greenlee and I were in love with each other?
Ryan: What? You're kidding me.
Kendall: No. We were -- we were spending so much time together, and we were being so secretive about the surrogacy that Mom was sure I had taken the Binks road. So I went into her office, and I planted a big old kiss right on Greenlee just to freak her out.
Kendall: Yes. Now, I have to say that now that I've kissed you and your wife, you take the prize.
Ryan: You have given a huge part of yourself to give Greenlee her dream.
Kendall: I'm getting something out of this, too. I mean, my life was pretty empty before you went off that cliff, and Greenlee's life was shattered. We took each other out of a pretty deep abyss. And I'm not saying that us suffering all the pain was good, but some good came out of it. I love Greenlee, and she loves me, and this gift that I'm giving her -- it's a gift for me, too. It will live beyond both of us. It's a perfect, permanent reminder of a friendship that was written in the stars. Ryan, I want you and Greenlee back together in the worst way. I want to believe that love can conquer all. And if you and Greenlee can beat the odds, maybe I can, too.
[Sitting with Kendallís file in her hands, Greenlee recalls recent events.]
Greenlee's voice: It worked. I'm pregnant. I'm going to have Ryan's baby!
Greenlee: Yes, I'm pregnant!
Kendall's voice: And I wanted to make this child real for you, so I thought a sea of nongender-specific baby goodies might help.
Greenlee: This is the nicest, kindest, most considerate thing anyone has ever done.
Kendall: Greenlee, do you remember last night? You were in trouble. Dr. Madden rushed you here. Greenlee, I'm so sorry. You had a miscarriage. We have Ryan's sperm, your eggs, and my womb. This is actually possible. Well, looks like I'm having a baby.
Greenlee: My baby. You're going to have my baby.
Kendall: Your baby.
Greenlee and Kendall: We're going to have a baby! I love you, Kendall.
Kendall: I love you, too. Remember? The power was out for hours all night, and I got worried, so I went over to the clinic. I just -- I wanted to make sure that your fertilized eggs hadn't defrosted. So Madden was there, and he assured me everything was fine, and I was so relieved I figured, why not strike while the fertility gods were smiling?
Greenlee: So you went ahead without me and had yourself implanted? The results, Dr. Madden? I want to keep a scrapbook.
Greg: Unfortunately, these have to stay with your file.
Greenlee: Well, can I look at it, then? I want to see it in print -- my little boy's first signs of life.
Greg: It wouldn't make any sense to you. It's all very technical. It was the last hurdle.
Kendall: I was totally freaking out.
Greg: Everything went exactly as you'd hoped.
Greg: And she need never know.
[Greenlee finally opens Kendallís file and begins to read its contents.]
Adam: Ladies, ladies, I have such a fantastic idea. I want you two at dawn to get on the Chandler jet and fly to the Caribbean. You can stay at my house in Antigua. It's the Double Reef Club. It's a gated community of billionaires. So don't tell me that doesn't excite you.
Babe: Well, it sounds super. So how'd you work it so I could bring the baby along?
Adam: Well, don't be ridiculous. The baby will stay here with his father.
Babe: Well, then so am I.
Krystal: Face it, shnookums, we are all going to have a nice, warm, cozy family gathering.
Babe: And we're going to sit around the table and share what we're grateful for.
Krystal: Mm-hmm. And when you taste my pumpkin soup -- well, let's just say you are not going to want to spend any more nights in the guest room.
Adam: I swear to God I will never touch moonshine again.
Babe: Adam, I know that you don't want me here. But what you want doesn't really matter, because my one and only concern is giving my son a happy life. And just so you know, I didn't cover for J.R. because I'm working something or I want to live the high life. I did it because I care about him. You're just going to have to get used to that fact.
J.R.: Hey. Where's mine? Nice work.
Man: Pleasure doing business with you, J.R.
J.R.: Jonathan Lavery, back from hell.
Jonathan: Hel -- hello, J.R. Chandler. You -- you don't have to worry. I'm -- I'm not danger.
J.R.: You're "not danger"? That's good, that's good. Then I won't be scare-ed.
Jonathan: I -- I mix up my words sometimes. I had a tumor in my head.
J.R.: Yeah, you know, actually, I heard about -- I heard about that. Let me see. Way to get away with murder, dude. I guess you'll be having a lot to be thankful for on this Thanksgiving.
Jonathan: Yes, I do. I think I'm going to go back inside now.
J.R.: No, no, wait, wait, wait. See, we haven't even had time to catch up on old times. Remember when we dragged my friend Kendall down to that cave, and you -- you nearly blew her head off, right? Wasn't that funny? That was funny, right? No, wait -- no, it wasn't funny.
Jonathan: I -- I had -- had a tumor. I was hearing voices in my head, but I'm bester now -- better now.
J.R.: You're a nut case, Lavery. You know, you shouldn't be allowed to associate with us normal people.
Jonathan: Second chance. Second -- second chance. I -- I get a second chance to show I'm better. Doc -- doctors said so.
J.R.: Yeah, if the doctors were smart, they would've gone old school on your butt, given you electroshock therapy, right? Locked you in a cage, thrown away the key.
Jonathan: I want to go inside now.
J.R.: Oh, yeah. That's good, because I got to get going, too. Have a good Thanksgiving, you freak. Don't you even think about coming near my place, because unlike you, I shoot first and ask questions never.
Jonathan: Damn him! D -- don't have to take garbage like that from anyone! No one! No! No!
Erica: I know you don't want to hear this, but I do trust Ryan. And if he says that his brother has changed -- well, you know what? Maybe he sees something in Jonathan that the rest of us just haven't seen yet.
Jack: Well, I don't know about all that, but I do know I'm not going to let this tear us apart.
Erica: Where is it written that we have to agree on everything to have a successful marriage?
Erica: As long as we love each other, we respect how each other feels, we'll be fine.
Jack: Yeah, when you say it, look at me with those big, brown, beautiful eyes, I believe it.
Erica: About tomorrow --
Jack: The show must go on.
Erica: Ok. Well, it'll be just family, and we all love each other enough. We can get through one day without a major drama, don't you think? Kendall, you and me, Greenlee, Lily, Reggie, Myrtle -- one peaceful, happy, very thankful family.
Kendall: Promise me that you will not give up on Greenlee. Ryan, she's had so much bad. She needs a happily-ever-after with you and your son.
Ryan: I want it so bad I can taste it, Kendall. I know you know that. But if something happens, and it doesn't work out, I want you to know that I'll always be there for you, whatever you need.
Kendall: Answer it! Hurry and answer it.
Greenlee: I was thinking about tomorrow. It's Thanksgiving.
Ryan: Yes, I know.
Greenlee: Jack and Erica are having the usual shindig at the Valley Inn, and I was thinking maybe you could be my date?
Ryan: I would absolutely love to.
Greenlee: Great. I'll see you there around 3:00?
Ryan: I'll see you.
Adam: Read these, Babe, if it's not too much for your feeble mind. You will never get back together with my son.
Krystal: Who is getting back together? They're sharing gravy and sweet potatoes.
Adam: She caught him at a weak moment. No one will ever forget the terrible things you did to him. So if it's not too much for your feeble mind, you better take me up on that offer to go to Antigua, before you wind up living in a cardboard box under the boardwalk.
Babe: I'm sorry, I'm still trying to figure out how to read your lips.
Krystal: Come on. Face it, sweet cheeks, this is one situation that you just cannot control. And don't you think that I don't know why you included me on that dream trip to billionaire-ville. One second on that plane, and you'll have me charged with desertion and theft of a Chandler jet. Do you think I am a fool?
J.R.: Well. I thought you guys would be in bed by now.
Krystal: What's in the envelope?
J.R.: Oh, this? This is entertainment for tomorrow. I don't think I have ever looked forward to Thanksgiving as much as this one. Well, I think I'll go hit the sack. Got to get a good night's sleep. Big day tomorrow. Hasta maŮana.
Jonathan: Tell me you'll never let him put me in a cage!
Erin: What? Where did you come up with that?
Jonathan: J -- J.R. Chandler. He was out -- was outside.
Erin: Whoever he is, he was just being a jerk, all right? You're not going to be put in a cage. It was just -- it was a bad joke.
Jonathan: Well, I don't like bad jokes!
Erin: Um -- would you mind leaving us alone now?
Kendall: Ryan, there's something that I need you to know. When this baby is born, my job is done. I get that. I will hand him over to Mommy -- and hopefully Daddy -- and then I walk away. No regrets, no second thoughts, and that's written in stone.
Ryan: I wasn't worried a bit.
Kendall: Ok. I just thought I needed you to know. So, thanks for helping me heave.
Ryan: Shh! It's our secret, remember?
[Greenlee calmly turns out the lights in Dr. Madden's office and leaves.]
>> On the next "All My Children" --
J.R.: Welcome to Thanksgiving, Di, Chandler-style.
Josh (to Erica): My first Pine Valley Thanksgiving -- I'm sure it will be unforgettable.
Greenlee (to Kendall): I have a surprise to give you. After all you've done for me, isn't it my turn to give back to you?
Greenlee (to David): Stand behind me, ok? This is the hardest thing I've ever done.
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