All My Children Transcript Monday 12/12/05
Provided By Boo
Proofread by Gisele
Jamie: Hayward's a janitor now. Just look for a wet floor.
Amanda: We're on our way out.
Ryan: No, hold -- hold on. His car is here. I mean, he's got to be here someplace.
[David lies on a gurney.]
Orderly: Now, where have I seen this guy before?
Doctor: Just another double bypass to me. Let's crack him open.
Krystal: Why did you call me to this cosmetic casa?
Babe: Would you like some free samples? You know what you should try? The Fusion shimmer lotion. It's amazing. And you know what, take as many as you want. I've got more.
Krystal: We're not breaking and entering here, are we?
Babe: Mama, we are in.
Krystal: Well, where's all the people who work here?
Babe: They are out to dinner, but they don't just work here. They work for me.
Krystal: Honey, maxing out your credit card on their lip-gloss does not make you the boss.
Babe: No, no, no. Mama, I am a full legal partner in Fusion. I'm going to have everything I ever wanted now. And I mean everything.
[J.R. recalls kissing Babe.]
Adam: What the devil are you doing?
J.R.: Oh, my God, she's driving me to drink again. This is all your fault.
Kendall: Ok, so what is the real reason you wanted to turn our divorce into a holiday?
Zach: Why can't you just lie back and enjoy yourself?
Kendall: I really don't know if my body is capable of relaxation right now.
Zach: I thought it'd be fun to celebrate our escape from the bonds of love.
Kendall: Thank you for the "Get Out of Jail Free" card.
Zach: Hmm, my pleasure. What, are you worried?
Kendall: I always like to have an escape route.
Zach: That's a good strategy.
Kendall: Yeah, I think someone actually told that to me once. I think it was you. Was it you?
Flight Attendant: Let me guess -- newlyweds?
Kendall: Yeah, something like that.
Flight Attendant: Champagne? Orange juice? You have something to celebrate.
Kendall: Ok, I'll have orange juice, thanks.
Flight Attendant: Mm-hmm.
Zach: Me, too.
Flight Attendant: Enjoy your flight.
Kendall: Thank you.
Zach: Thank you. All right. Well, here's to the best divorce ever.
Kendall: I can't. I got to get off this plane.
Zach: Where are you going? What for?
Kendall: This is really weird. This is the weirdest divorce I've -- I don't get this.
Zach: It was the weirdest marriage, so what's to get? I mean, we tried to avoid romance, and we did, and be no fuss on the way out the door.
Kendall: I guess. I just -- I just got used to having you around, that's all.
Zach: Me, too. Well, you can always come by the casino and count the money.
Kendall: I trust you.
Zach: Well, I'll be right across the courtyard, anyway, if you need me. But do me a favor -- if you do get off this plane, don't stay in Pine Valley. Go anywhere, because here they're just going to ask you stupid questions about the baby and whether you're going to run Fusion with Babe. I don't know what else.
Kendall: Yeah, I guess -- I guess when you put it that way, I guess you're right.
Zach: You know what I'll do? When we get back here, I'll talk to Babe. I'll convince her to sell her shares of Fusion to us, to you. It's my divorce present.
Kendall: Thank you.
Zach: You're welcome. You know, funny -- even engaged to be divorced, we're still the perfect non-couple.
Babe: Mama, you should have seen Kendallís face. It was like mine when you used to wash my mouth out with soap.
Krystal: Well, I'll tell you what, I got to hand it to Greenlee. She could give us all a lesson in revenge.
Babe: Yeah, it's the first time one woman's angry payback ever worked for me.
Krystal: As they say, one woman's loss --
Babe: Is another one's load of cash?
Krystal: Tell you what -- two of the most profitable companies in town, and we are in charge. Who would've thunk it?
Babe: Not me, that's for sure. Look at this. I could be in the next one. It could be me with Kendall and Simone and Danielle.
Krystal: Well, it's about time they had a real blonde.
Babe: How did we ever get so lucky?
Krystal: I know I should be warning you that money isn't everything. But, hell, we've been without it for so long, we might as well give it a try.
Babe: Oh, no, no, try this. It's lip-gloss on one end and then perfume on the other. It's awesome.
Krystal: Hmm, nice. And it'll fit nicely right in here.
Babe: And you can take as many as you want. We've got tons.
Krystal: So you are rolling in nail polish, and there is no catch?
Babe: Well, Greenlee did want me to torture Kendall.
Krystal: And Kendall does hate our guts, because of what we pulled with Miranda.
Babe: But I don't have to go the revenge route, and I'm not. The shares are still mine, and as long as I have this golden ticket, I am going to stay on this merry-go-round until I turn my life around. This is really my chance, Mama.
Krystal: I am behind you 100%.
Babe: You know what this is? It's not like a step, it's like this huge, fast escalator to getting my son back.
Krystal: And it'll look a whole lot better to that judge than you slinging drinks.
Babe: Yes, I am a partner in a major business. I am a responsible citizen.
Krystal: Hopefully, that means you're going to drop your plan to snag J.R.?
Babe: No, J.R.ís still the best way to get my son back. But I might have totally lost him for good today.
J.R.: You brought that overpadded hoochie and her daughter back into this house. It all started when you got sloshed and married that leech with cleavage.
Adam: What all started?
J.R.: Me having to deal with Babe! Ever since Krystal parked her slippers in your closet, Babe comes floating in and out of here like an ex-wife who wouldn't die.
Adam: Why do you have to deal with her? Treat her as you do Winifred.
Babe: It isn't so easy with Babe auditioning to be the family saint every chance she gets. Saving Little Adam with her CPR, sticking her nose in my car crash to keep me out of jail, warning me about some guy stabbing me in the back -- who I paid to do it.
Adam: Your wife -- your ex-wife -- is throwing herself at you. It's a family hazard, I'm afraid. So just tell her you don't consort with Jezebels and move on.
J.R.: Oh, sure, Dad. Just like you do? Hmm. You know, the Carey women think because Krystal got you smashed and drowned you in moonshine that Babe can get me back, too.
Adam: Well, that's ludicrous, isn't it?
J.R.: Yes, of course, it is. But Babe hired Cupid as her hit man, and I'm sick of it! I want her off my back. You're going to -- you're going to pay off Krystal. You're going to write that big check and send them on their way.
Adam: No, I can't do that. I'm not going to give in to that extortion. It's too --
J.R.: Compared to me getting back together with Babe?
Adam: She's got her claws into you again.
Doctor: Are we ready to get started?
Nurse: Just a few moments, Doctor. Just checking his pressure.
Second Nurse: All prepped and ready to go here.
Doctor: Great. As soon as we finish, I can get to dinner. Scalpel? Oh, we got a live one here.
Nurse: His levels all look normal.
Doctor: Did you put this man out or not? It's ok. Relax. Count backward from 99. We'll have that heart of yours fixed in no time.
Amanda: Jamie, if you're not coming with me, I've got to go. I've actually got to be back at work. Can't be late for a new beginning.
Jamie: You still haven't told me what the neurologist said.
Amanda: Why are you all up on me about this? I thought you were on my side.
Jamie: I am. That includes worrying about your health.
Amanda: I've got to go.
Jamie: Hey, whoa. What's the rush?
Ryan: Hey, Joe, have you seen Hayward? I need to find him. It's really important.
[David screams as he runs out of the operating room.]
David: Who the hell did this to me? What is happening in this hospital?
Joe: What are you trying to pull, David?
David: Some lunatic knocked me out, tagged me with a stolen bracelet and chart. That brilliant surgeon you had replace me was about to cut out a piece of my heart!
Joe: Excuse me. I need to get to the bottom of this.
Jamie: What was it? Exploratory surgery to see if you actually have one?
David: If you get a license, come and talk to me. Until then, shut up. I want this person found! I woke up on that table just in time. They were about to put me back under!
Ryan: Hold on, hold on. Is it just me here? This sounds like what happened to Kendall.
David: Really? Did she almost lose a vital organ?
Ryan: Wait a minute. You guys haven't heard about that? She got knocked out. When she woke up, she was lying in a hammock hanging over the Fusion rooftop.
David: When was this?
Ryan: It was like a week -- actually, it was exactly a week ago, a week ago today.
Julia: Have they figured out who did it yet?
Ryan: You know, they haven't. Of course, everybody reminds me that nobody hates Kendall more than Greenlee right now, but I know she couldn't do that. What do you think, Hayward? Who do you think could be so twisted?
David: Oh, I don't know. I might go with the prodigal husband, or let's say the Section-8 kid brother. What do you think?
Ryan: You know what, that's funny because I thought it was exactly like something you would do.
David: Are you out of your mind? All right, yes, Kendall is a manipulative twit. But even I wouldn't risk a pregnant woman falling to her death.
Jamie: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hayward has standards?
David: Oh, come on, open your eyes, folks! Do you honestly believe I knocked myself out and rolled myself into that OR?
Ryan: I don't know, maybe. Maybe you attacked Kendall. Maybe you staged this whole thing, you know, just to cover your tracks. I'm just saying --
David: For crying out loud. What, have you been taking your brother's old meds? Why are you so hot to pin this one on me?
Ryan: Oh, relax, Hayward. I just wanted to get a rise out of you. Of course, in that outfit, I'm not sure it was such a good idea. Excuse me. Hey, Erin, it's me. Look, is Jonathan with you? This is really important. I need to know if he's been with you the last couple hours.
Myrtle: Hey, for heaven's sake. What do you think you're doing?
Zach: Hey. Oh, I was sleeping. What are -- what are you doing on this plane?
Myrtle: I'm flying it. I mean, somewhere between here and divorce, I'm going to get you two together.
Zach: No. Kendall and I are happily divorcing.
Myrtle: Well, honey, if you are happy, you don't look it. And you're staring at her all the time when she's not looking at you.
Zach: I don't do that.
Myrtle: Oh, yes, you do.
Zach: Maybe a little bit, but --
Myrtle: Yes, well, there you are. Look, look, why -- why don't you fly this relationship in the proper direction? All you have to do is put your arms around the girl and tell her you love her.
Zach: She doesn't love me. She asked for this divorce.
Myrtle: Oh --
Zach: She doesn't need me.
Myrtle: Oh, the heck with that.
Zach: She's smart enough to know that she'd be better off without me.
Myrtle: Darling, if you think she's smart enough, then what's she doing on this plane with you?
Zach: You know what she doesn't need? Someone else to tell her how to feel. Not me and not you.
Zach: Well, she doesn't want to deal with me. I got to take her word for it, you know? I'm not going to fight her on it, I'm going to leave her alone.
Myrtle: Keep telling yourself that, huh? Between here and divorce, I'm going to get you two together.
[Zach wakes up from his slumber when Kendall loses her balance and lands in his lap.]
Ryan: Erin says that Jonathan was with her the entire time. There's no way he could've been the one to go after Hayward.
Julia: I don't think Jonathan is capable of hurting anyone the way that he used to. But the question is --
Ryan: Who keeps knocking people out and putting them in death traps?
Amanda: I was just going.
David: No, I don't think so. What are you doing hanging around here? Didn't I just warn you against harming my daughter?
Amanda: I told you I didn't do that.
David: Is this how you decided to get back at me?
Amanda: You yell at me so I sign you up for open-heart surgery? It's a little overreacting, don't you think?
David: Where were you about a half an hour ago?
Amanda: I told you I didn't do it. Just leave me alone!
Jamie: Hey, zip it. Amanda's been with me and the doctor the whole time she's been here.
David: Oh, thank goodness. Deputy Martin is here to save the day.
Jamie: She didn't come near you or that empty space where your heart should be.
Amanda: Thank you, Jamie. I got to go.
David: We're not through here, cupcake.
Jamie: Hey, stop it. I've got Amanda right where I want her. I'll get the truth out of her.
Joe: Oh, David -- David, I have a thought. Perhaps one of the many friends you've made while working here just felt like doing the rest of the world a favor.
J.R.: I don't know if Babe's got me hooked or not, but she's throwing a lot of bait out there.
Adam: And you gobbled every bite.
J.R.: I can't get out of range!
Adam: Run faster, boy.
J.R.: Everything she does throws me.
Adam: It's not as if you're encouraging her. You're not, are you?
[J.R. again remembers kissing Babe.]
Adam: Oh, no. I don't want to -- I don't want to know. I don't want to hear it. How did all this happen? I saw all the signs of the bad news coming. It started when you were courteous to Babe for the baby's sake. As if that bottom-feeding ex of yours deserves one ounce of compassion.
J.R.: Well, she did save Little Adamís life.
Adam: And you let her stay over a few nights at the mansion. A year ago, you would have gladly framed her for the Thanksgiving poisoning.
J.R.: We know who did that.
Adam: Yeah. And now you find yourself anticipating how she's going to react to everything you do. You think you're doing it for legal reasons, but you're not.
J.R.: Because you want to see the look on her face.
Adam: You can't wait to tell her how your day has gone. And at night, that's when she's really got you. No matter what you're trying to think, all you can see are those saucy eyes, wearing nothing but my crimson silk pajama top.
J.R.: Hold on a second here, Dad. Who are we talking about? Oh, crud. Krystal's gotten to you, too.
Krystal: Do I even want to know how close you got to J.R.?
Babe: I was down to a little bit of lace, but I couldn't do it, Mama.
Krystal: J.R. wanted you, and you turned him down?
Babe: Yep, and right now J.R.ís at home running over and over in his head what happened. He may think that he's not going to marry me, but he sure as heck wanted me a lot.
Krystal: Honey, making this place here work means a lot more than moving from that flea-trap hotel and into nicer digs. With things heading up, you won't have to marry J.R. to get your little peanut.
Babe: I know that court is an option, but there's still a risk involved. Marrying J.R. is the faster and better way to getting with my son.
Krystal: I think your plan is working too well and you like it that way.
Babe: I don't know what you're talking about, Mama. J.R. is a way to get to Little Adam, end of story.
Krystal: Be careful what you wish for. Ok? Don't get so into J.R. for your son that you forget what a creep the man is.
Simone: I really thought Kendall was going to toss that entire line at her.
Danielle: Well, when she's ready to throw it out, I'm there.
Simone: Oh. Well, well. When the cat's away, the rats will play.
Flight Attendant: Wouldn't you like one?
Zach: No, thank you.
Kendall: No, thank you. Did you ever think -- never mind.
[Kendall imagines how things could be.]
Zach: I missed you.
Kendall: I missed you.
Zach: Is my beautiful wife ready to have dinner with me?
Kendall: I am ready to go anywhere with you. I love you.
Zach: I love you.
Kendall: I'm so glad we made this marriage al. You make me so happy.
[Zach brings Kendall out of her reverie.]
Zach: What is it? You look like you want to say something.
Kendall: I'm not sure.
Zach: You can tell me.
Kendall: Do you really want this divorce?
Zach: Do you?
Kendall: Yes, I do.
Krystal: We'll talk soon, baby doll. Good luck in there.
Babe: I can handle it.
Krystal: And no hair pulling, ok? That's what attorneys are for, and now you can afford the ones that yank really hard.
Babe: Thanks for the advice. I can do this. Can we just start over, clean slate?
Simone: Well, that's going to be kind of hard considering everything I know about you and your mother.
Babe: Right. And how much do you know?
Danielle: Just about every dirty, down-low detail. I used to hang out with Jamie and Reggie, remember?
Babe: Ok. Look, this is -- this is new to all of us, and if you were handed this opportunity like I was, wouldn't you want to at least give it a shot?
Simone: This was handed to me. Ethan gave me a nice chunk of Fusion, and so now I own the same amount of shares as you and Kendall, partner.
Babe: Wow. That is really awesome. Congratulations. I've got a lot to learn and fast, and I really need your guys' help.
Simone: Why should we?
Babe: Because we all have a stake in Fusion. If it does well, we're all happy and everyone's life is good.
Danielle: Well, everybody was happy before you got here.
Simone: Sort of.
Babe: Look, you two have been here every single day with Greenlee and Kendall, right? So, what works? What do you think we should do differently?
Simone: Is this some kind of, like, trick?
Danielle: Yeah, like I say something, and you use it to toss me out of here?
Babe: Really, no, what ideas are keepers and which ones do you think we should rework?
Simone: Excuse me. Fusion. This is Simone. What? Oh, you're kidding, right? Well, how long until you need to know? Ok. All right, I'll get right back to you. Thank you. Ugh.
Danielle: What's up?
Simone: A massive shipment of that old standby eye shadow wisteria turned up looking anything but lavender by the time it got to the retailers. It's all, like, dark and muddy. We have a sample from that shipment. This is totally wrong!
Amanda: You followed me?
Jamie: You were upset.
Amanda: Thanks for getting David to chill out.
Jamie: You mean thanks for giving you an alibi you didn't really have?
Amanda: I was at the hospital.
Jamie: I called Dr. Stansfield. You never went to your appointment. Where the heck were you?
Amanda: I don't know. I was in the hallway heading there, and all of a sudden it's 20 minutes later. I have no idea how I got on the other side of the hospital. Another blackout.
Jamie: Do you remember going after David Hayward?
Amanda: Why would I?
Jamie: Because he threatened you. Because he's Babe's father. Because no one really cares what happens to him. I could think of a million reasons.
Amanda: Ok, you keep thinking. My head hurts.
Jamie: Why are you dodging this?
Amanda: I'm not. Why are you even asking? You're supposed to be on my side.
Jamie: I'm trying to get there, but you're not making any sense. Why were you such a maniac with me at school? Why won't you go see a doctor?
Amanda: I tried, ok? I'll reschedule.
Jamie: Not just any doctor.
Amanda: I'll figure it out. I'm probably just zoning out somewhere taking a nap.
Jamie: That's why you wake up in a different place?
Amanda: I don't know, ok?
Jamie: Where did you go the night the Chandlers' soup got poisoned?
Amanda: I ended up in the road somewhere. I can't remember how I got there.
Jamie: Why did you run away just now?
Amanda: I had to get away.
Jamie: Well, are you feeling guilty? Did you remember something?
Amanda: I don't know! I -- I don't know. Maybe I did go after David. Maybe I did everything.
David: I'm the one who should be in that OR holding a scalpel, Joe, and everyone here knows it.
Joe: I'm not the only one who is tired of your questioning my doctors' competence.
David: Spoken to a man in a hospital gown dodging unnecessary open-heart surgery. I'd say that incompetence fits the bill, wouldn't you?
Joe: David, I am counting the days until your court-ordered community service here is done, and you are gone, gone, gone! And don't come back here when you're sick!
David: This isn't over, Joe. I want an investigation, or I'm going to sue!
Ryan: Can you see? Can you see why I'm thinking about leaving town? I mean, I don't want my brother -- I don't want Jonathan around this, around such complicated people. He can't anticipate.
Julia: Yeah, he'll get better with them as time goes on.
Ryan: I'll tell you this, I don't want him anywhere near Kendall.
Julia: Well, I don't think he's going to visit her again before talking to you.
Ryan: You know, there isn't -- there isn't any real proof that this hammock thing ever happened. I mean, she's been spinning out of control lately. I --
Julia: This is none of my business, but I am worried about Kendall. And your child.
Amanda: I was keeping it together until I found out about Kendall Hart. I had a blackout the same night. I came to one block away from Fusion. I don't have any clue where I was when David or Kendall got attacked.
Jamie: Do you really think you did it?
Amanda: Honestly, I don't think so, but the only thing I know for sure is that I don't remember.
Jamie: I mean, do you even have a reason to hurt Kendall?
Amanda: No, I don't even know her. But Ryan accused David of staging his attack so that it would pass the blame off himself. I mean, what if that's my own whacked-out mind's way of setting me against Kendall? Point the finger somewhere else, cover up poisoning the Chandlers?
Jamie: Think that's where your mind's at now?
Amanda: Who knows. Loony is in my genes. Oh, God, could I really be going that crazy? Am I going to be a loony just like my mom?
[Alone in her home, Janet practices a congratulatory toast for her daughter's wedding.]
Janet: Everybody raise a glass to the happy couple. As Trevor will tell you, it took us a couple of trips to the altar to get it right, but we couldn't be prouder of our little girl today. Here she is getting married with her own name, her own dress, her own face. Oh, everything is perfect! To Jamie and Amanda. Cheers!
Adam: Krystal may have my name and my house keys, but don't think for a second she has my heart.
J.R.: You don't want Krystal gone. You want her in your house, in your bed.
Adam: No, that's ridiculous. I find her interesting, in a sort of a cheap, carnal sort of way.
J.R.: Spare me the details.
Adam: She's intriguing. It's intriguing to guess just how low she'll go.
J.R.: Yeah, I got it, Dad.
Adam: Please, come on, it's refreshing. It's nice, it's fun having a -- having a sparring partner. A lot of fun.
J.R.: "Fun" isn't the word that comes to mind. What is it with these Carey women? Why do they got to be so nice sometimes? I hate nice.
Adam: Yeah. Why don't you do it, son?
J.R.: You've got to be kidding me.
Adam: No, no. Kiss and make up. She's changed, she's different. She can be trusted. Of course, you can only imagine what people will say.
J.R.: I'd rather not.
Adam: Well, if you get back together, you might as well just put out an e-mail to the entire world saying, "Ok, it's ok if you kidnap my son and sleep with my brother. That's no problem." And she'll have you on the end of a very short leash in no time. And being a laughingstock? Well, no, that's -- that's not so bad. Not that I would know, of course, but they say it's not too bad. The reunion won't be for long. After you -- you soften up, well, then she'll be on her way to Florida with your kid again. You know what they say -- fool you once, shame on her. Fool you twice, shame on you.
[Krystal eavesdrops on the father-son tÍte-ŗ-tÍte from the hallway.]
Adam: Oh, I just love the holidays. The gingerbread, the eggnog, and all those wonderful holiday traditions like kidnapping your son and leaving you with nothing.
J.R.: Don't go there, Dad.
Adam: Oh, wait, whoa, she did leave you something, didn't she? It was a letter telling you your son was dead. Yes, it was in a white box as I recall, with a big, red ribbon. Wonder what Babe is going to give you this Christmas.
J.R.: Just shut up, Dad. You're not going to tell me how to live my life, either. I'm going out.
Krystal: What a mean, old sack you are to deny your son a chance at happiness. Do you really want him to be miserable forever?
Adam: It was Babe I'm denying. She's never going to get her thieving hands on my son again.
Babe: No word from Kendall yet?
Simone: She must still be in the air. Who knows when she's going to be near a phone. We're in crisis.
Babe: Has this even happened before?
Simone: Not that I know of. God, it must've been that new trucking company with lame climate controls.
Danielle: Thank God this can't happen with any of our new lines.
Simone: Greenlee was so good at handling this stuff. She really knew how to crack skulls.
Babe: Can't imagine.
Danielle: Simone, you're the boss now, too, remember? Tell me what to do.
Simone: I'm not used to being in charge, ok? Just give me a moment, just shh! Um -- ok, we can't drop the shipment, because we'll lose shelf space and -- and promo time, and this is a totally new product.
Babe: Simoneís right. It's a whole new product. We can't recall the shipment, right?
Simone: No, it's way too costly.
Babe: So leave it out there, but rename it and, you can send labels to the stores, and they can slap them on. Here, Dani. What -- what does this look like to you?
Danielle: A bruise.
Babe: Uh, catchy, but probably a little bit too Goth. What do you think, Simone?
Simone: Uh, purple haze?
Babe: That's nice, and it's -- with that whole retro Hendrix thing, it's hot right now.
Danielle: That's true. I mean, the smoky eye is really in for the holidays.
Babe: And if it takes off, you could do a whole line of tribute makeup.
Simone: Oh. Wait a minute. We don't care what you think.
Babe: Doesn't matter what I think. It's your idea.
Simone: Right. That's right, it's not Kendallís. Ok, so what do you know about marketing?
Babe: Not much except I always knew what I wanted to buy when I couldn't afford it. It's a gut thing. So what's your gut telling you, partner?
Amanda: Jamie, you have to help me. I can't turn out like my mom. I'd rather die first.
Jamie: Did you have black-outs before the accident?
Amanda: Not that I remember. I don't know what I'm going to do if they keep coming.
Jamie: If your black-outs are caused by the accident, we're not talking about something you inherited.
Amanda: What do I do? I mean, I have no idea how or when they'll come back.
Jamie: Somebody has to keep an eye on you.
Amanda: I don't have anybody.
Jamie: Yeah. I'm about the only person who will talk to you now.
Amanda: I'm so sorry. What do I do?
Jamie: Well, you can't be alone. Next you're going to suggest that we move in together.
Amanda: Maybe -- maybe you could stick around for a while.
Jamie: I don't know about that.
Amanda: Well, come on. I mean, you said it. I mean, if someone's there, they can tell me what happened, make sure I don't do anything crazy.
Jamie: Yeah, but you got people at work now that can watch you.
Amanda: Not all the time. Jamie, please. I mean, what -- what happens if I have a black-out at night? It's scariest when I'm alone. I could get lost or worse.
Jamie: Yeah, I get that, but I got my own stuff going on. Isn't there anybody else?
Amanda: You said it yourself. Nobody talks to me. I told Josh some of this stuff today, but if Erica finds out, I could lose my job. I can't afford that. He's not staying the night with me. Jamie, please. I'll sleep on the couch, the floor. Please just help me.
Jamie: You know, if you wanted to wreck a bunch of people's lives, this would be the perfect act to cover.
Amanda: You're right. You have no reason to believe me. But if you help me, and if you stay close to me, you'll be able to tell me what's really happening or stop me.
Jamie: Or this could be one heck of an attempt for you to move in with me.
Amanda: Wow. I didn't think of it that way. Thank you. Never mind. I see that you don't want anything to do with me.
Jamie: Wait. You're not going anywhere.
Julia: I saw Kendall. She didn't even seem to know which way was up. She wasn't even remembering she was pregnant.
Ryan: How could she possibly forget that she's pregnant after everything that's happened?
Julia: I don't know. But when I saw Kendall, she was a breath away from tossing back a cosmopolitan like nothing had changed.
Ryan: Wow. Well, you know, we're both in unfamiliar territory. I mean, I still can't get over what she did.
Julia: Well, she's not going to listen to me, but she's got to listen to someone.
Ryan: Don't look at me. How could I possibly tell her what to do? I don't even know what to do. I don't even know if I want to be a part of it.
Julia: I know, but --
Ryan: But what? Tell me. Please, I need to hear this.
[Kendall takes a catnap on the plane.]
Kendall: Where is everyone?
Zach: I threw them all out of the plane. We're going to make this work, because I love you too much to let you go. I'm not going to give up on you. Doesn't matter how much you push me.
[Kendall wakes up when Zach places a blanket on her lap.]
Kendall: Me, too.
Jamie: I have to find out for myself if all this black-out stuff is a scam.
Amanda: Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Jamie: All right, you can move in with me. But we're doing this by my rules.
Amanda: Whatever you say.
Jamie: And I promise that if I find out you're acting like your mom, I will help you deal with it.
Amanda: I knew I could count on you.
Janet: To Amanda and Jamie -- may you have many days of happiness. No. May you have many years of happiness. Practice makes perfect.
Krystal: It would be just dandy with me if your prince of darkness didn't get close enough to breathe on my daughter again.
Adam: But it would be a tragic breath if he did.
Krystal: No, no, no, no. Babe can take care of herself better than you know.
Adam: Really? Even without her two lying parents and her accomplice fiancť? Oh, that's right -- she lost him, too.
Krystal: No, in fact, I think J.R. needs Babe now more than Babe needs him.
Adam: Well, you'll never convince J.R. of that, any more than you'll ever really snag me.
Krystal: Oh, you know what? You set a trap well enough, even the biggest, smartest bear will fall in.
Adam: Yeah, but I will personally see to it that J.R. doesn't become Babe's whipping boy.
Krystal: Well, the problem is you are going to be too busy dealing with me.
Adam: I'm shaking. Ooh.
Krystal: You are about to be very, very sorry.
Babe: So, everything set in the land of lipstick?
Simone: We're all good. The changes have been made, and the labels will arrive tomorrow. We're golden!
Danielle: Sounds great. So, what should I do now?
Simone: Are you kidding? I've got all these jitters. Look at me, making decisions. Oh. Before today, the only decision I had was whether or not to hold out until the third date. Definitely -- make it even longer. I've got all these, like, butterflies.
Babe: Sounds like sex with somebody new.
Babe: Ok, I'll take what I can get.
Simone: Look, I -- I don't want you to expect me to jump on whatever carpet ride you want, ok? I may not even like my own ideas.
Danielle: Yeah, that's happened before. Not pretty.
Simone: I'm not even sure what Kendall will think.
Babe: Well, as long as we're both in charge now, why don't we trust ourselves?
Julia: I get why you're angry at Kendall. Totally understandable. But anger is temporary.
Ryan: Sure doesn't feel temporary. Doesn't feel like it's going anywhere.
Julia: Well, a decision on this baby is forever. Answer this -- is there any way that you could get over your anger? Is there someplace you could go to get answers?
Ryan: There might be.
Julia: Because you need to find out everything.
Ryan: Yeah. Thank you. I'm going to go.
Kendall: Wow. This is beautiful.
Man: Mr. Slater, your room is right across the hall.
Zach: I'll find it. Thank you.
Man: Please let us know if we can be of service.
Zach: Nice digs, huh?
Zach: That virgin punch. Do you want an umbrella or no?
Kendall: Yes, please.
Zach: Here you go.
Kendall: Thank you. I have to say this does not feel like a divorce.
Zach: What does it feel like?
Kendall: It feels like a honeymoon.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Di (to Tad): Dr. Madden isn't just interested in your family. He's spent a lot of time researching you.
Kendall (to Zach): Only one of us had to come down to file. Why did you come, really?
Ryan (to Greg): I'm here to talk about Kendall and the baby. I want the truth -- all of it.
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