All My Children Transcript Wednesday 11/23/05
Provided By Boo
Proofread by Gisele
J.R.: Club soda. Can I tempt you?
Babe: Sure. I'll risk it.
J.R.: You know, believe it or not, I can be a man of my word.
Babe: See? It's just something else to be thankful for.
J.R.: Sobriety, for Little Adamís sake.
Adam: Oh --
Tad: Greetings of the season.
J.R.: Who is it?
Adam: No one! Are you looking to beg for food? The kitchen door is right down there.
Tad: Down, chuckles. I'm J.R.ís guest.
Adam: J.R., what the devil are you up to?
Tad: Living up to his father's motto -- keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
Greenlee: Happy Thanksgiving.
Kendall: Are you feeling ok?
Greenlee: You're the one that's pregnant. I should ask you that.
Kendall: Ok, well, you better loosen your grip, then.
Greenlee: I've never been more thankful for anyone. You've meant so much to me. You saved my life. You swore you'd make my dream come true.
Kendall: You're not going to kiss me, are you?
Greenlee: You're safe -- for now.
Babe: Little Adam, you want to tell your granddaddy what the turkey says?
J.R.: What does a turkey say, Little Adam? Does it say --
[J.R. and Babe gobble]
Tad: You hear that, Gramps? Gobbling is no longer just for corporate takeovers.
Adam: You said it, pappy.
Adam: Whoever that is, consider them gone.
Palmer: Oh, Adam. You look miserable.
Adam: Oh, no, no, no, on the contrary. You've given me something to be thankful for, Palmer. I get to do this.
Krystal: If that's Palmer, let him in!
Adam: No, he got lost looking for Opal.
Krystal: Oh -- I invited Palmer.
Palmer: Oh, Krystal, my dear, my dear, my dear.
Adam: Appetite good-bye, good-bye.
Palmer: Well, I must say, my dear, you're looking gorgeous.
Krystal: Oh, aren't you sweet.
Adam: Even the freeloaders have freeloaders.
Krystal: Oh, what are you talking about, sweet meat? That's no way to talk about your better half and her guest, huh?
Tad: Well, don't look at me. If you're wondering whose guest I am, you can --
Adam: Blame J.R.
Palmer: The more the merrier, I say.
Babe: Come on, play nice, guys. It is Thanksgiving.
Adam: Yeah, and I am so thankful it only comes once a year.
Palmer: Adam -- Adam, you know, I always thought that J.R. would follow in your boot tracks. It's sad that he wimped out worse than you.
Adam: Oh, be careful, Palmer.
Adam: Hmm. Yeah, I'm carving the turkey later. Maybe warming up on a tough old bird like you might be a great idea.
Palmer: You know, that little felon, Di Henry -- we should have strung her up.
Adam: I quite agree, yes.
J.R.: Dad, look, I'm trying to teach Little Adam the spirit of Thanksgiving.
Palmer: She should have been made to suffer.
Adam: Yeah, damn right.
Krystal: Can we make it a point not to talk about Di and all of her sins today, please?
Adam: Oh, no, no. No, you're not setting one foot in my house.
Palmer: Of all the gall. Imagine that.
J.R.: Di. Come in. Come in.
Adam: You didn't.
Palmer: You are certifiable.
J.R.: What did I say about the spirit of Thanksgiving? Welcome to Thanksgiving, Di, Chandler style.
Krystal: Stick in an apple in your mouth, get real comfy in that pan, and don't mind the heat, Miss Main Course.
Jack: What the hell are you doing here?
Ryan: I'm joining you.
Jack: You weren't invited.
Ryan: Greenlee wants me as her date. Excuse me. Happy Thanksgiving, Erica, everyone.
Lily: He wasn't on the guest list.
Reggie: Our family doesn't do too well with lists.
Erica: Uh -- Ryan, we are so glad you're going to be here with us today.
Ryan: Thank you.
Zach: Does that go for me, too?
Kendall: I'm still feeling kind of sick, so I think I should just stay home today.
Greenlee: You can't miss Thanksgiving.
Kendall: Oh, Greenlee, no. Just the thought of it is --
Greenlee: You have to come.
Kendall: Why? It's not like I'm ditching you on New Year's Eve. It's Thanksgiving. What is wrong with you?
Greenlee: I trusted you to give me the greatest gift of my life. Can't you trust me on this? It's important that you come with me.
Greenlee: I didn't want to say this, but you're not giving me a choice. I have a surprise to give you, and I want my family -- our family -- all there. After all you've done for me, isn't it my turn to give back to you?
Erica: You'd only be welcome if this were a wake -- yours.
Zach: Greenlee invited me.
Erica: That makes no sense.
Zach: I agree.
Erica: So why would Greenlee subject us to you?
Zach: That's what I came to find out.
Jack: You know, I had planned to give thanks that my family was safe, but now I understand that Jonathan is in a cardboard motel and your sister is babysitting him. I'm hoping she's armed.
Ryan: Can we table the animosity for one day, Jack? I love your daughter, I want to make her happy. How about you?
Jack: Ok, you got a free pass -- for today.
Erica: Kendall doesn't want you here ever since she decided to cut you loose. Actually, she's never been happier. I have an idea -- why don't you just skip this holiday, go straight to Christmas. Fly down to the islands this afternoon, give Kendall the only gift she really wants from you -- a quickie divorce.
Zach: Maybe after dinner. I'm curious to see what happens. I'm starving.
Erica: Well, Greenlee is obviously off her meds.
Kendall: I still think that we should just stay home, Greenlee. I mean, I -- I don't even feel good. I'm not going to be able to enjoy your surprise today. Go find Ryan, go and get back on track.
Greenlee: Ryan will be at the Valley Inn.
Kendall: Really? That's -- that's wonderful. He -- he was actually here last night. We were sort of talking through our baby-making endeavor.
Greenlee: Did he feel used, betrayed? After all, it was done without his knowledge or agreement.
Kendall: Greenlee, I truly believe that Ryan is in with this.
Greenlee: Miracle on top of miracles, huh?
Kendall: He actually brought a gift. I haven't even opened it yet. It's over there. Let's see what he brought. Oh, boy. It's us -- you, me, and the baby, our three hearts linked together. You should wear it. Ryan would like that. Here. Greenlee? Greenlee, what's wrong?
Adam: J.R., you haven't -- you couldn't have forgiven this opportunistic criminal.
J.R.: I'm not trying to minimize all the damage she's caused. She certainly has taken a meat cleaver to a lot of our hearts.
Palmer: She is a gold digger, plain and simple.
Babe: Can we please let J.R. finish?
J.R.: No, what she is, is my mother's sister, and what better way to give her a chance than on Thanksgiving?
Di: Thank you, J.R.
Adam: I say we wait for a holiday that features Satan riding in on ice skates handing out snow cones.
Palmer: Hear, hear.
Krystal: The old cellblock is like cotton-candy fun compared to this.
Krystal: Give credit where credit's due -- you certainly have ovaries, girlfriend.
Di: Well, I have a lot to make up for.
Babe: This is the dad, and this is the baby, and they kiss.
Little Adam: Baby kiss.
Babe: You sure are full of surprises today.
J.R.: Well, I'm not saying forgive and forget.
Babe: But taking this step, giving her this opportunity?
Little Adam: Look at the eyes.
Babe: I bet your mom would be proud.
J.R.: Time will tell.
Babe: You know, it's just as big that you let me come over today, so we could be together as a family. I couldn't be more grateful. Really, I couldn't.
Adam: Look at them. It's stomach-churning. I might as well be at Joe and Ruth's.
Krystal: I wish you were.
Adam: If you want to squeeze more money out of me, you -- you better make your daughter keep her distance.
Krystal: Well, I'd be glad to, if you can get J.R. to stop sniffing around her.
Palmer: Never happen. Oh, Adamís lost complete control of his son.
Adam: Nobody's talking to you, you old coot.
Krystal: I am! I -- I need some advice of a business nature.
Adam: You want to peddle fried chicken? He's your man.
Krystal: Would you consider guiding my half of Chandler Enterprises? I need somebody stable, somebody who's going to look after my best interests.
Palmer: Well, I would be delighted to help you with your business affairs.
Adam: You better restock your liquor cabinet, Palmer. Dealing with her takes a lot of moonshine.
Krystal: Oh, I bet Palmer can hold his liquor a lot better than you can.
Palmer: Well, the Chandlers always were lightweights.
Adam: More dementia. If you think I'm going to sit idly by while you sink your fangs into my business, Palmer, you're --
Krystal: I need some air. Excuse me.
Palmer: It's your wife's business that I'm concerned with.
Adam: I don't have a wife. I have a hangover that I can't get rid of. A greedy, troublemaking, head-splitting hangover.
J.R.: Babe's certainly laying it on thick -- I'm generous, she's impressed and very grateful.
Tad: Seems like it.
J.R.: So what's your take? Is it real or fake?
Tad: It's hard to tell. Speaking of which, what exactly do you have in mind for Di?
J.R.: You keep an eye on Babe. I'll take care of Di.
Erica: Just two more place settings, ok, Henri? We have some drop-ins.
Henri: Oh, remembering your last Thanksgiving with us, that is the least of my concerns.
Josh: There she is, queen of the world -- actually thinks she can control the world and everything in it. Duty calls. Erica.
Erica: Hey, Josh! Oh, I'm so glad you could join us.
Josh: Well, my boss gave me the day off.
Erica: What a kind, generous person.
Josh: Oh, the best.
Josh: Sweet enough to take pity on me when she found out I was turkey-less --
Josh: And invited me to my first Pine Valley Thanksgiving with her family. I'm sure it'll be unforgettable.
Jack: You know, I'm quite sure Erica didn't tell your son he could bring a guest.
Greg: Oh, no. Actually, I'm here in response to Greenlee's kind invitation.
Greenlee: No. No, I promised myself I wouldn't fall apart.
Kendall: Greenlee, what -- what is going on?
Greenlee: I am just overly emotional, that's all.
Kendall: No, no, no, no, that -- that is my job. There's something wrong. Is there something that you're not telling me?
Greenlee: I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours. I have just had this feeling lately like there's something that I'm missing, so if there's something I should know, don't keep it to yourself. Tell me before it's too late, please.
Greg: Thank you.
Jack: No, thank you. You know, if I could, I would prosecute you for everything that you've done.
Greg: Have you ever wanted to have a child?
Jack: I have children, Greg.
Greg: No, what I'm saying is, have you ever decided to have a child with someone that you love, someone that you love very much? And while you're planning to have that child and trying to have that child, you picture its life in your mind and you fall in love with that child before it exists, and then you discover you cannot have that child without a little help from someone else?
Jack: I love my children as if they had been mine since birth.
Greg: That is not the issue. What I'm saying is for some people, the need to have a child is deep and visceral, and if they don't have the child, they will suffer both psychologically and emotionally. My wife could not conceive for many years. She was despondent. She was clinically depressed. She would have committed suicide. Having Joshua saved her life.
Jack: Well, not every woman has your wife's problems.
Greg: After Greenlee's miscarriage, her emotional state was very fragile. When Kendall agreed to be a surrogate, it transformed her. Now, for some people, they die -- figuratively or literally -- if they do not have children.
Erica: Ryan, Greg, and Zach Slater? What next?
Reggie: Somebody call the SWAT Team.
Jack: What are you doing?
David: Just looking for my place card.
Jack: I assure you you do not have one.
David: Oh. Well, I guess I'll just have to wait for Greenlee to show me where she wants me.
Jack: Greenlee invited you?
David: Yes, she did, Jack. You're stuck with me, from soup to nuts. Deal with it.
Greenlee: It's the season. All this love and family and friends and warmth and everything we've been through, I just lost it.
Kendall: There's something else.
Greenlee: Ryan. Old feelings, new feelings -- all of them confused.
Kendall: I still wish we could just stay home.
Greenlee: And disappoint everyone?
Simone: Come on, pilgrims. Time for some five-star turkey.
Ethan: It's Thanksgiving, my favorite American holiday. Come on, let's go.
Kendall: I still feel really lousy. I don't feel good.
Simone: Tough. It's the baby's first Thanksgiving. he's hungry. Let's go. Up.
Kendall: All right, ok, I'm coming, I'm coming. Greenlee, grab my purse and the crackers, please.
Tad: Now, what the hell is the point of being a Chandler if you can't ring for the maid to have her bring you your mink sweatshirt?
Krystal: I forgot where I put my bell.
Krystal: I'm the self-sufficient type, remember?
Tad: Don't I know it. So, you learn any new tricks lately, like how to start a fire by banging two diamonds together?
Krystal: Don't you think I got my love to keep me warm?
Krystal: What about you? Wishing that you were with Jamie and Brooke? Di certainly has a way of turning up, huh?
Tad: Yeah, she does. J.R. invited her. The fact that he did that was weird enough. The fact that she accepted is just plain --
Tad: Yeah. Now Babe and J.R. are acting all normal together? I swear, halfway through the pie, their chests are going to pop open and two little mutant lizards are going to pop out and tap-dance away on the table. Has she moved in yet, or is that just in the works?
Krystal: Babe's plan is none of your business.
Tad: How you figure that? It's my son, your daughter. It's not like we don't have a mutual interest. Are you trying to tell me that after what you saw in there you're not concerned for the future?
Krystal: And what Babe is going to do?
Krystal: Yeah. She's going to love her son, that's what, and be civil to his father, keep him off the sauce. Babe got J.R. off the DUI hook. You should be grateful for that, Tad.
Tad: So he was driving?
Krystal: Oh, yeah -- soused to the gills. Babe saved him.
Tad: Why? After everything he's done to her, why would she ride to the rescue?
Krystal: Because my baby doll is a good, decent, generous person who doesn't hold grudges and who puts her son first.
Tad: Maybe. Still, it sounds kind of suspicious, doesn't it?
Krystal: Around here, it's freakish. But then again, you know, pettiness, revenge -- that's what's worshiped around this place. Goodness, care, and love? It's all foreign to this crew. Babe's sobered J.R. up. She cares about him, and she loves her son. But, hey, what the heck? After dinner, instead of fireworks, why don't we just burn Babe at the stake, huh?
Babe: Next year you'll be able to sit at the big table with the adults, and you can take in all the fun.
[Little Adam talks]
Babe: I know, baby.
Winifred: We'll have a lovely time, though, right?
Babe: I'll see you in a second.
Winifred: Ok -- oop --
Babe: How about Tom the Turkey?
Winifred: Gobble, gobble, gobble.
J.R.: You know, I just realized you've been lifting Little Adam like crazy, and you took that tumble down the concrete steps. You must still be in pain.
Babe: I'm fine.
J.R.: You sure?
Babe: Sure. Thanks, though, for asking and caring.
J.R.: Yeah. It's no problem.
Amanda: You -- oh. Well, you forgot to invite me. So, you thought you'd gotten rid of me? Thought I'd die quietly, and you could all whoop it up with a 5 million-calorie meal?
J.R.: Our first real crasher, and it had to be you.
Amanda: The crash victim, or should I say "attempted-murder victim"?
Babe: Amanda, Amanda, no one wants you dead.
J.R.: That's a good one.
Amanda: Oh, go ahead. Joke, laugh at my expense. It won't be for long. My lawyer will drain you dry. Yeah, I'm suing you for hospital costs, pain and suffering -- you, Babe, for mowing me down, and you as the irresponsible owner of the vehicle who allowed the vindictive bitch to drive. Oh, I will score billions out of you losers, and then everything will be different.
J.R.: Amanda, if you have an attorney, why don't you let him handle it?
Amanda: Once I get what I deserve, you won't be able to kick me around anymore.
J.R.: Why don't you come back after your drugs have worn off.
Amanda: Just wait, I will take you down.
J.R.: You don't think I could find somebody who saw your attack on Babe, someone who saw you shove her down the stairs?
Amanda: I didn't do that! I can barely walk!
J.R.: Oh, you had means, motive, and opportunity, not to mention -- no news to Pine Valley -- a toxic gene pool.
Krystal: What -- what is she doing here?
J.R.: A lame comedy?
Krystal: She tried to kill Babe. I want her out of here. Get out of here, you filthy little --
Amanda: I didn't push Babe! She lied! She threw herself down those stairs --
Amanda: To try and get back at me!
J.R.: Oh, you're as wacked out as your mama.
Amanda: We were friends once.
J.R.: No. I used you.
Amanda: I helped you again and again.
J.R.: For money.
Amanda: Huh. And now you side with her over me? Good God, J.R., she is jealous of me and what I have with Jamie.
J.R.: That's had with Jamie. That's past tense, Amanda. He doesn't like you anymore.
Amanda: Babe wants me out of the way. She tried to kill me, and you take her side? She wants Jamie, she wants your brother, she tried to kill me to get him!
J.R.: More cider for anyone?
Amanda: But I recovered. That's when she tried to frame me with the stairs thing. It was a frame-up, a fake! Oh, my God! God, you all believe her! You believe Ė
[Amanda faints to the floor.]
Di: Oh Ė
David: Thank you.
Erica: You lying pig.
David: Erica, where's the love?
Erica: You told me that that syringe I brought you contained immunosuppressant drugs for Greenlee, and you knew all along that it really contained some kind of a fertility enhancer or -- or whatever.
David: Yes, I did. But my allegiance is to Greenlee first and foremost, not to you.
Erica: You approve of this craziness?
David: You have two great daughters, Erica. It's too bad that you can't respect their efforts as much as I do.
Henri: Would that be two more drop-ins to be served?
Erica: Oh. I'm afraid so, Henri.
Henri: I'll set up the kiddie table.
Jack: Well, so much for a family Thanksgiving.
Erica: And Myrtle isn't coming until dessert. She can't keep everybody in line. Oh, Jack, I'm beginning to have flashbacks to our last two debacles.
Jack: Yeah, well, I'm flashing forward to Greenlee explaining to me why she put this whole group together.
Ryan: Hey. Thank you for inviting me. This -- this feels right, us being here together.
Erica: Greenlee. Look, it would have been really nice if you had gotten here earlier, before all your surprise guests descended on us.
Jack: I'm just glad you're here. And I just want you to know that I am trying to sort all this out, to understand what you did and why.
Greenlee: It's all right.
Jack: It will be all right. I promise you that. I'm going to get behind you 100%. I'm trying. It's not easy.
Greenlee: It's not easy for me either, but I'll need you.
Erica: For what? And, Greenlee, why? Why did you invite Zach and Ryan both, and David?
Greenlee: I just wanted to see everyone that had anything to do with the baby. I owe them so much, especially Kendall.
David: Would you excuse us for a second? Come with me, please? Come. Are you all right?
Greenlee: David, I'm so glad. Stand by me, ok? Stick close.
David: Always. What the hell did you find out? Greenlee, what are you going to do here?
Greenlee: Just help me. This is the hardest thing I've ever done.
Zach: The chef's going to be upset if that's all you put away today.
Kendall: What brings you to the ritual pig-out?
Zach: Ask your partner.
Zach: Yeah. She didn't tell you?
Kendall: Uh-uh. She's been acting really weird, too. Excuse me. Ahem. Why is my soon-to-be ex-husband here?
Greenlee: It's the perfect time to show Zach you're way past him.
Kendall: We're getting divorced.
Greenlee: Trust me, this will help you get over him. And the sooner the better, right? Especially now.
Kendall: What is that supposed to -- oh, God, I -- I'm going to be sick. Excuse me.
Tad: Babe, give me water.
J.R.: Allow me, it was my fault. It was my fault -- get back! Give her some air, all right? Amanda, do you know where you are?
Amanda: Oh, my neck --
J.R.: Yeah, I have a pain in one of those, too. Didn't your mommy, Janet, tell you it was turkey for Thanksgiving, ham it up on Easter?
Amanda: What? Who's here?
J.R.: What, are you afraid you lost your crowd on that lousy performance? You need a little more coaching. See, Janet would have everybody screaming and running for cover. But you and your "poor me" pathetic act doesn't get any sympathy or respect here. No, you're weak, Amanda, you're very weak, but you're not only weak, you're stupid. See, Janet was an evil force to reckon with, but, you, you are just a joke that falls flat.
Amanda: You dirty --
Tad: No, Amanda, get off!
Amanda: You don't get to do this!
Babe: Whoa! Stop!
Amanda: You don't get to talk to me like I don't count, like I don't matter!
J.R.: Look, it's a miracle -- she's back to abnormal.
Amanda: I am not a joke. I am somebody who won't let you get away with this anymore. You're going to pay, J.R. You all will pay. You will not forget it. You will be sorry.
Tad: Amanda, why don't you just go home?
J.R.: Or to Oak Haven.
Tad: Obviously, coming here was just a mistake.
Adam: This whole dinner party was just a mistake.
Amanda: You'll get yours, J.R.
J.R.: Wow, it looks like I healed her. She ran out of here without even a limp. Maybe we should hang that walker up on the wall.
Tad: J.R., sticking needles in Amanda is not entertainment.
Krystal: A few wouldn't hurt.
J.R.: Oh, come on, she attacked Babe.
Tad: If that's true, it's only because you've been messing with her mind ever since she got back to this town.
Babe: Oh, no, Amanda gives as good as she gets. Why don't you just ask Jamie about that little elopement.
Tad: What the hell is all this about Jamie and Amanda?
Babe: No, it is her idea, not his. She tried to drug him to go along with some wedding. Now, you knew Amanda when she was this innocent little kid, but she is all grown up now.
J.R.: And anything but innocent.
Zach: Lily. Hi. How are you?
Zach: What's that?
Lily: Oh, it's -- it's some questions I'm asking everybody. You're the last person -- Z, Zach.
Zach: Ask me anything.
Lily: Ok. Why are you divorcing my sister Kendall?
Zach: Are there any more questions or --
Lily: Or do you want to answer them all at the end?
Zach: Maybe. Yeah, go on.
Lily: Ok. Why is Kendall having Greenlee's baby? I mean, I understand the biology of it, but that's a big commitment. Shouldn't married people's commitments be to each other and the babies they have together? Oh -- and this is an old one. It's when we saw Ryan at your casino, did you really think he was a ghost?
Zach: No. I lied to you, Lily. I knew he was alive.
Lily: Why did you lie?
Zach: Because I knew that if I told Greenlee and other people that he was alive and only pretending, it would hurt their feelings.
Lily: So you lied to protect their feelings? Is that why you're divorcing Kendall, to protect her feelings?
Zach: You're a brilliant young woman.
Ryan: Jack doesn't seem to realize that we're both on the same side. I mean, we have a truce for today, but I'm going to keep working on him.
Greenlee: Do you really think we can get back what we had before?
Ryan: Well, maybe not exactly. But I know we can find something, something just as incredible, all three of us, Greenlee -- you, me, and the baby. I mean, it's -- it's taken me a while to understand why you want the baby so badly, the courage it took, yours and Kendall's, but I promise you that I will love him, and I will do whatever I have to do to be the best father that I can be.
Greenlee: Good, because your baby's going to need everything you have to give him.
Ryan: So we're moving forward? The three of us together?
Erica: Ok, everyone, family, friends, please just find a seat at the table.
Greenlee: We can't start without Kendall.
Ethan: Zach, are you accepting condolences on your impending divorce, or don't you care?
Zach: Kendall and I formed a partnership, and now we're dissolving it to pursue other partnerships -- or don't you care?
Greenlee: Hey, I'll show you where you're sitting.
Simone: Do you care? I mean, you loved Kendall, and she married Zach and now they're unmarrying.
Ethan: And you're wondering how that affects us?
Simone: Well, I don't --
Simone: Well, then, who needs food?
Greenlee: I want you in this chair right there, and -- and, Ryan, you take this chair right here. Now for Kendall.
Zach: Ahem. Well, first time I ever shared Thanksgiving dinner with a dead guy who impregnated my wife.
Ryan: It's certainly not something you hear every day, is it?
Josh: Oh, Greenlee? All the baby suspects assembled. Last night in my dad's office -- you get what you want?
Greenlee: And today everyone gets it. Oh, here she is -- our guest of honor, my most trusted friend.
Tad: Are you cold?
Tad: So what's all this I hear about you and Jamie and drugs and groggily-ever-after?
Amanda: That's their version -- what does mine matter? You don't care.
Tad: That's not true. I do care. I care a lot.
Amanda: About Jamie. Sure, he's fine, great. Jamie's got it all.
Tad: I care about you, too, Amanda, and Jamie. I don't want to see either one of you stuck in a bad marriage.
Amanda: But Babe and J.R., they get to act like everything's fine. They're out of some movie with their gorgeous clothes and their perfect little boy in a mansion, hot- and cold-running Winifreds --
Tad: No, Amanda, it's not as simple as that.
Amanda: I'm supposed to be happy with nothing? I am not happy, and they won't be either. I will make sure of it.
Tad: Amanda -- wait.
J.R.: Oh, just let her go. The real entertainment's about ready to start inside. Better hustle.
Di: J.R.? Just -- before you get caught in something else, can I say thank you? This chance means everything to me. You've made me a very proud aunt. I just wanted to tell you that before we got too busy with dinner and everything.
Adam: Dinner is served -- if anyone still has an appetite.
J.R.: Uh -- not just yet. I've got something to share. My mother used to show home videos on Thanksgiving, and I figured because it's such a special day that I'd reinstate that tradition. So, why doesn't everybody take a seat and get a good view.
Adam: The -- the dinner, J.R., it'll get cold.
J.R.: Oh, nothing will get cold. I guarantee it. As soon as Little Adam came home, I started wearing out the camcorder.
Krystal: Well, he's going to be a bowler.
J.R.: Yeah, he learned everything from his dad.
Babe: This is really sweet. Thank you.
Palmer: A true Chandler.
Tad: Watch it, Palmer.
Di: Aw, he's wonderful, J.R.
Adam: J.R. -- what is this, J.R.? What are you doing?
Palmer: What the devil is --
Krystal: It's a strip club.
Palmer: Well, I know what it is, but, I mean -- Adam, how did your late-night viewing get mixed up with this?
Adam: Oh, shut up! This isn't mine.
Babe: J.R., nobody wants to watch this.
J.R.: I wonder how that got on there.
[When the pole dancer on the tape turns around, it turns out to be a dark-haired Di.]
Krystal: Oh, can we turn this off?
Babe: I never thought I'd prefer football on Thanksgiving, but now --
Palmer: Holy mocha.
J.R.: And all her hidden talents.
Jack: Erica and I --
Greenlee: Dad, please. May I go first?
Jack: Sure, honey, proceed.
Greenlee: I'd like to toast Kendall. Kendall's gone so far beyond the bounds of friendship. In fact, she's taken it to a whole other level to carry this baby, the baby I can never have. I was pretty much destroyed when Kendall stepped in. She held me while I cried, listened while I spilled out all of my grief and rage, my deepest fears and prayers, and she stepped in and took over. I thought this is it. I found my one true friend -- a person I can always go to, always count on, always trust. And Kendall knew that. She was so devoted, so hellbent to do whatever it took to carry this baby. When the time was right, she went to Dr. Madden without me to make our baby. Our baby. But as it turns out, it isn't our baby, is it? My dear, selfless friend isn't carrying my baby with Ryan. She's carrying her own baby with Ryan.
>> Next week on "All My Children" --
Erica (to Greg): You and I are far from finished.
Kendall (to Greenlee): You have to know everything, and then I swear you'll understand why I had to give you your baby this way.
Adam (to everyone at his house): Soup's on.
Palmer: If anybody has the stomach for it.
[An unseen person secretly pours something into a bubbling pot of soup.]
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