AMC Transcript Wednesday 12/14/05

All My Children Transcript Wednesday 12/14/05


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Lily: He's gone. He was mad at me.

Jonathan: Who, Lily? What happened, what happened? What's wrong?

Lily: I'm not stupid.

Jonathan: No. No, you're -- you're not. You're one of the smartest people I know. You have strategies.

Lily: If everyone would just stay the same and stop changing, it would be so much easier!

Jonathan: Like me? I changed.

Lily: Sam changed, too.

Jonathan: Change can be good, Lily. I mean, I changed for the better now, and I don't hurt people anymore.

Lily: Well, I'm hurt, and you did it.

Aidan: You don't see the danger in Jonathan being out there doing who knows what?

Erin: He went to deliver a gift, ok? Yes, yes, I'm a little bit concerned, but this is his life, and I'm not going to scare him. I want him to live and enjoy whatever he can, all right? I'm not going to lock him up again.

Aidan: Damn it, Erin, I'm not asking you to lock him up.

[Car drives off]

Erin: Did you hear that?

Aidan: That was park security. Oh, man. The tree lot is closed for the night with us in it.

[Music plays]

Adam: Who the devil is in there?

Krystal: There's a reindeer? What?

Adam: Who's in there?

Krystal: I --

Adam: Who's in there, every frat boy from PVU?

[Truck horn blares]

Babe: Oh. You came.

J.R.: I told you I would.

Babe: It's just after the way we left things at the motel, I wasn't sure.

J.R.: I wanted to see you in person to tell you I was wrong to get mad and walk out on you.

Babe: It meant a lot that you wanted me. Just I --

J.R.: Couldn't hop into bed with me? You needed to take it slow, because you're not sure about who I am.

Babe: Yeah, I think it's best for both of us.

J.R.: Probably right. So, with that settled, what did you need?

[Babe sighs]

Babe: Help me find a way out of that mess. Ugh, and so much for Greenlee's gift to me. I mean, look.

J.R.: Wow, looks like you need a backhoe.

Babe: Yeah, and a translator and -- look at this, graphs and packing sheets, distribution. I'm -- I'm overheating. I can smell my brain burning.

J.R.: All right, all right, take it easy.

Babe: Look, I need your help. My partners won't help, Kendall wants me assassinated, and Simone, what little progress I made with her, she can't afford to alienate Kendall, so please, what do you say?

J.R.: Me? You want --

Babe: Yes, yes, please, mentor me. Help me save Fusion before I turn it into worthless dust.

J.R.: You're going to do fine, Babe.

Babe: No, I won't. I can't.

J.R.: Look, I don't give a damn about saving Fusion. But you? I promise I won't let you down.

Kendall: I thought you'd be asleep by now.

Zach: Turns out sleep wasn't what I needed.

Kendall: Me, neither.

Zach: Ahem.

Kendall: What, is my insomnia amusing to you?

Zach: Uh-uh, no. Remember the last time we were on a beach together?

Kendall: Yep, I accepted your proposal.

Zach: We got married.

Kendall: You sorry we did?

Zach: Hell no.

Kendall: Of course, you're happy we got married, because I got your gaming license back. The casinos are a huge success again.

Zach: Wait a minute, there were other perks to our marriage.

Kendall: Really? Name one.

Zach: I got to call Erica "Mom." And I know she's fighting it, but I can see she's got a bit of a thing for me.

Kendall: Right, and you came to that conclusion because?

Zach: The smoke coming out of her ears was in the shape of a heart. It touched me very deeply.

Kendall: Well, we had a few touching moments of our own, thanks to your stellar communication skills.

Zach: I recognize that. That's sarcasm, isn't it?

Kendall: Yeah, you know, I could punctuate it with a flying object, like when Ryan and Greenlee were about to implode at the casino and you did a really lame job of trying to cheer me up. Lucky for you there's nothing for me to throw.

Zach: Yes, dear, you're right, and I'm sorry.

Kendall: Fighting words.

Zach: What's wrong?

Kendall: Oh, nothing. I think I'm just tired, I guess.

Zach: Well, let's sit down.

Kendall: Ahem.

Zach: Hey. Look at that. Perfect.

Kendall: No, not if I want to have high-anxiety flashbacks.

Zach: Come on.

Kendall: No, thank you.

Zach: One bad experience with a hammock and you just don't want to deal with it for the rest of your life?

Kendall: Uh, yeah.

Zach: These are comfy. Feel that.

Kendall: Oh.

Zach: See? Look at me.

Kendall: There's chairs, there's the sand. You can have your "comfy."

Zach: Now, you know what they say about riding horses, don't you? Sometimes you just have to get back up and trust you're going to be ok. Come on.

Zach: There you go, sit down. Lean back.

Kendall: Ok.

Zach: Hey.

Kendall: Ok, Zach, Zach!

Zach: Just turbulence. I got you. You're safe.

Babe: Ok, so that one is profit?

J.R.: You wish. That's gross. You subtract this, this, and this and that's your profit.

Babe: Oh, I really like that number a lot better.

J.R.: Well, aren't you the greedy one?

Babe: I am. I just want --

J.R.: What? What do you want?

Babe: I want it all.

J.R.: You keep your eye on the prize, all right? Ah, it's good to stay hungry.

Babe: Um -- you know, you're a really good teacher. I just -- I wish I was a better student.

J.R.: Oh, don't get down on yourself. You're doing great.

Babe: Ok. So what do we tackle next?

J.R.: How about something a little less Fusion, a little more future?

Floyd: Ho-ho-ho!

Krystal: Floyd! Now the party can start! All right.

[Glass shatters]

Adam: Party? It sounds like a demolition derby.

Krystal: Oh, honey, meet Floyd. Floyd, this is my badder half.

Floyd: Oh, you got to be some kind of man to land this hunk of a woman.

Adam: Somebody's tearing up my house. Who the devil is that in there?

Krystal: Oh, there's plenty of time to meet the gang. Go on in, Floyd. Frosty and I will be right along.

Floyd: You are one lucky son of a gun, Frosty.

Adam: Stop calling me Frosty! You'd better explain yourself.

Krystal: Oh, honey, a picture is worth all my vocabulary. Now, come on, get in the Christmas spirit.

[Music blares]

Woman: Whoo!

Floyd: Krystal!

Floyd: Hey, you don't mind, Frosty? It's mistletoe. It don't mean nothing. Hey, Shirley! Where's Shirley?

Adam: You trying to get my house condemned?

Krystal: Oh, honey, welcome to Krystal's Holiday Truck Stop. It's a Christmas tradition that has been aching to be revived.

Adam: For a double-wide, not for Chandler Mansion.

Krystal: Well, honey, half of this gothic dump belongs to yours truly, and I'm having a party. You know what I think?

Adam: No, you don't think.

Krystal: I think that you're anti real people, because it reminds you of where you came from and who you really are deep down inside.

Adam: You watch too many talk shows.

Krystal: Oh, come on, Frosty, melt a smidge, huh? Get a little of that goodwill toward men and women or else we'll play "pin the tail on the rich white guy." Come on, have a loose-meat sandwich and mingle. Come on.


Aidan: Nice work, Erin.

Erin: Excuse me?

Aidan: Well, I can't tail Jonathan being in here, now, can I?

Erin: You think this was a plan?

Aidan: Hey, what are you doing?

Erin: That is a plan. I'm not having you call out an APB on my brother.

Aidan: I was calling for help for us.

Erin: And as soon as the gates were opened, you would be off after Jonathan, all right? And you're mad. You'll frighten him.

Aidan: Look, I'm mad at you, not Jonathan. Give me your phone.

Erin: I don't have it. It's in the car. Oh, go ahead, go ahead, frisk me. You won't find it. Come on, pat me down.

Aidan: That's not a bad idea. I'll do that. Spread them, up against the wall. Separate your legs. I'm serious. Do it now. Come on.

Erin: What -- hey!

Aidan: I trust Jonathan more than I trust you.

Erin: Good. Trust that Jonathan is fine and full of Christmas cheer, which is more than you can say about me.

Aidan: Yeah. You're a real bundle of fun, aren't you?

Erin: If you promise that you won't go after Jonathan, then I will help you get out of here.

Aidan: Oh, really? What, you going to use your special powers? All right, I promise, I won't go after Jonathan -- tonight.

Erin: Well, there's got to be some way out of here.

Aidan: You know, I have an idea. Why don't you jump on there, lay on the barbed wire, I'll jump over you, and then I'll come back with an ambulance.

Erin: Oh, thanks a heap, really. Fine, so, we spend the night. It's not the end of the world. And then you can't go back on your word.

Aidan: You really are a trusting soul, aren't you?

Erin: I'm experienced. And a little bit cold.

Aidan: You know, the temperature's going to drop again tonight. Oh. Look what I found. You hate Christmas so much? Prove it.

Jonathan: Look, look, Lily. No -- no red bows, no holly berries, nothing. I made sure it wouldn't hurt you.

Lily: Bad, bad, bad.

Jonathan: No, no, Lily, I'm not bad anymore.

Lily: Bad, bad.

Jonathan: No. Lily, you're my only friend here, so you have to tell me how I hurt you, please? Please, Lily, so I can make it better.

Lily: Sam was here before you came.

Jonathan: He doesn't have a gun, does he?

Lily: Sam and I talked about you a lot, and he doesn't think that you're better and anyone who disagrees is stupid.

Jonathan: Hmm. You and Erin and -- and Ryan aren't stupid.

Lily: We fought, and he got so mad, he threw his beer bottle.

Jonathan: At -- at you? Lily, if Sam threw something at you, I --

Lily: No. Not at me. Sam is -- was my boyfriend. And it hurts me that he's not anymore.

Jonathan: Because you said I'm all better now?

Lily: We argued, and he called me -- well, you know.

Jonathan: Lily, people say things in love. They yell things all the time that they don't mean. It doesn't make the love go away. I'm going to find Sam and explain it to him, and after I talk to him, Lily, he's -- he's going to want to make up.

Lily: No. There's something wrong with me. I can't be like other girls, and that's why we won't make up. And that's what hurts me more than anything.

Jonathan: You are different. Because of your disorder, you're special.

Lily: Not special in a good way.

Jonathan: I mean, Sam didn't care about your disorder before, did he?

Lily: Sam's kissed me before. And it was nice. But this one was different. I -- I think he wanted to have sex, and I'm not ready for sex.

Jonathan: That's ok. That doesn't make anything wrong with you.

Lily: Have you had sex? How did you know if you were ready, if it was the right time?

Jonathan: I didn't think about whether I was or wasn't. I just did it.

Lily: Oh.

Jonathan: Now I know that I wasn't ready.

Lily: How do you know that?

Jonathan: You know how when you get overloaded you see red? I get that way with my girlfriends.

Lily: Because of a noise or a color?

Jonathan: For all kinds of reasons, I guess. I would get so -- so mad and unhappy with myself that I would want to make my -- my girlfriends unhappy, so I would get mean.

Lily: But that's the tumor, and it's gone now.

Jonathan: My father was like that, too. He liked getting mean with hurting my brothers and me.

Lily: Did he have a tumor, too?

Jonathan: No. I just think that maybe I just wasn't ready.

Lily: Are you ready now? Do you think that if you found a new girlfriend, you could be quiet and nice and not hurt her?

Zach: Well, that was embarrassing. Twenty-five years of hammock experience and then to fall out of the bloody thing.

Kendall: Ah. You'll be ok.

Zach: Hmm.

Kendall: You'll be just fine.

Zach: Yeah, evidently, so will you. How's the weather up there?

Kendall: Oh, well, it's not too cool. A little fragrant and just perfect.

Zach: Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi.

Kendall: What? What is it?

Zach: Oh, I got something in my eye. It's ok.

Kendall: Well, hold on, don't rub it. Let me see. I'll get it, I'll get it. Let me see.

Zach: Ay-yi-yi.

Kendall: Hold on, don't -- just don't rub it. Quit rubbing it. Let me see.

Zach: Whatever it is, it's big.

Kendall: Oh, I do see it. Ok, it's a humongous grain of sand.

Zach: Yeah, it's a boulder, right?

Kendall: Wait, wait.

Zach: Ah. Get it?

Kendall: Quit twitching. I'm going to get it. Now, wait. Just turn, turn.

Zach: Mm-hmm.

Kendall: Ok, got to stay --

Zach: Don't blind me.

Kendall: I'm not going to blind you. You've got to stay still and turn to me. I cannot operate.

Zach: Oh, that's it. You're going to blind me. I'm going to need you. Divorce is off. You're going to have to be my seeing-eye wife forever.

Kendall: Blink. I got it.

Zach: You did, huh? Ok, and I can see. I guess the divorce is back on.

Kendall: Why, Zach?

Zach: Why? Because I had a boulder in my eye and now it's out.

Kendall: Why did you say that you loved me?

Zach: Well, it doesn't really matter, you know? I said it, and you heard it, and you hated it, and here we are.

Kendall: And that's it, case closed?

Zach: Yeah, we'll move on to whatever.

Kendall: And whomever.

Zach: Exactly.

Kendall: Ok, that would make sense if you made any sense, but we're splitting and -- and here you are, you're being so wonderful.

Zach: I can turn on a dime, you know that.

Kendall: No, I -- I just wish I understood you.

Zach: What's the big deal with understanding me? You know, it's overrated. Everyone tries to overanalyze things and just -- why can't you just forget it, forget that I said I love you?

Kendall: I can't.

Jonathan: I can't have a girlfriend until I'm 100% sure that I can make it how it's supposed to be.

Lily: How's that?

Jonathan: Good and quiet, like you said. If I can do that, then I can be with somebody.

Lily: A girlfriend somebody?

Jonathan: Well, someone to love who loves me back. Someone I can share the good life with.

Lily: Isn't "the good life" just an expression used in TV and commercials?

Jonathan: Well, if you find the right person, it's got to be better than the good life. It's got to be the best life, because you found someone that you love everything about and you understand them all the time.

Lily: I like a boy who understands me and how I'm different, who doesn't think it's wrong to have Autism Spectrum Disorder. And he wouldn't think it was weird if I had to count or if it got too loud and I had to run to my tree.

Jonathan: Well, I'd like to find a girl who doesn't think I'm going to hurt her or anybody again.

Lily: And I'd like a boy who always has an extra pair of sunglasses.

Jonathan: And I'd like a girl who doesn't think about my past and loves me for who I am right now and who's not scared of me.

Lily: And I want a boy who can count in primes.

Jonathan: Do you think we'll ever find our girl and boy?

Lily: I think it's a lot to hope for.

Erin: Yes! Come on, give me another one.

Aidan: Well, take it easy there, freckles. Got to leave Stuart with some trees to sell.

Erin: Well, for Stuart’s charity.

Aidan: Whoa.

Erin: You want to freeze to death out here?

Aidan: I think we have enough fuel for the night, and you've proven that you hate Christmas. Why don't you take a break.

Erin: Oh. So, were you a Boy Scout or Boy Guide or whatever it is that you Brits call them?

Aidan: You should try trapping me on an ice floe on a lake or in the middle of the desert. Then you'd be impressed.

Erin: Yeah, we'll see.

Aidan: You're always the protective sister, aren't you?

Erin: Yep, get used to it.

Aidan: Don't you ever laugh or anything, joke around?

Erin: Yeah, sure, when something's funny. Oh, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha. We're trapped in a tree lot.

Aidan: Take a bow. You're the one that tossed the cell phone.

Erin: Listen, if you're going to complain, I would rather just go saw wood.

Aidan: Fine.

Erin: This one -- this one looks about right. Whittle this sucker down to size. Whoa, whoa. I got it, I got it.

[Erin groans as a large Christmas tree falls on top of her.]

Erin: Oh! Whoa!

Erin: Serves me right.

Aidan: Yeah, it does.

Erin: Oh!

Aidan: Whoa!

Erin: Whoo! Whoa!

[Music blares]

Krystal: Hey!

Man: Whoo!

Adam: This is the last straw. I found --

[Music stops]

Adam: Shut up! I just found this illustrated man diving for pennies in my Jacuzzi.

Krystal: There's no need to get all upset. Don't yell.

Floyd: Don't let it upset you, Frosty man. Just fill that thing with some industrial-strength bleach for about a week, it'll be safe enough for you.

Man: I didn't do anything in there except have some fun!


Krystal: Oh, Adam. Hot showers and baths are part of the truck stop package. I want to see that new tattoo you got!


Adam: All right, all right! You've had your fun.

Krystal: The fun has just started.

[Music blares]

Adam: Damn it, tell me what you want.

Krystal: I want a very special Christmas present.

Adam: Extortionist.

Floyd: What, you got a contortionist?

Adam: Yeah. Right over there. You don't play fair.

Krystal: Honey, you come across with what I want, and I will wrap up this down-home shindig.

Babe: You always carry that in the car with you?

J.R.: I packed it because I was coming to see you, and I hoped that you'd give me a chance to break it open.

Babe: J.R., I can't drink on the job, and you really shouldn't.

J.R.: I'm off the sauce for real. This is Granquist Vineyard's finest cider.

Babe: And the occasion is?

J.R.: About what you said about not getting too deep until we're committed, not just out for sex. Look, I freaked out at the idea of marriage. I said it wasn't going to happen, no way. That was -- it was shortsighted, Babe. It was ok. I guess I'm just as scared of getting hurt as you are. But it was wrong for me to count marriage out. Little Adam deserves a family. He deserves a mother who's going to be there 24/7. And I have a lot of nerve asking you to put faith in me when I can't do the same. I guess I have a lot of trust issues to get past, too. So, here is to faith and trust and giving Little Adam the family that he deserves. Hmm. Wait. I have something that I want to show you. Do you like it?

Babe: It – it's amazing.

J.R.: Does it give you any ideas?

Babe: J.R., I never – I guess this is what they mean when they say “blindsided.” I – oh gosh, I never even saw it coming at all.

J.R.: Yeah, I felt the same way about this time last year when I found out Miranda wasn't mine. When I had to give her back while you and Jamie were on the lam with my son.

Babe: J.R., what is this?

J.R.: Did you have fun planning Christmas last year, playing with my son that you'd stolen from me?

[Music plays]

Adam: All right, spit it out. What is it you want?

Krystal: You keep stoking J.R.’s hatred for Babe.

Adam: J.R. doesn't need my input.

Krystal: Nail on the head. My point, Adam. So stop pouring all that poison about baby doll into J.R.’s ear.

Adam: No, Babe is the poison, and J.R. knows it. If he asked my advice --

Krystal: He doesn't have to. You just love cutting her down, and it's time to stop.

Adam: Well, as much as I would love getting you and your yahoos out of here, I will not abandon my son or betray him.

Krystal: All right, all right. Well, here's the 411, Frosty. All of these fine freight-hauling men and women are on different schedules, different routes, and they don't have to cut out of here all at the same time, so, far as I'm concerned, from now until the spring thaw, it is open house at the Krystal Truck Stop.

Adam: You can't just put out a red carpet for these yo-yos until God-knows-when. No, they're not going to -- oh, my God.


Adam: Have you no shame?

Krystal: Not much. So, what you got for all these good boys and girls, Winnie?

Winifred: Hi, Krystal Claus.

Adam: You sicken me.

Krystal: I sure hope so.

Winifred: And Frosty Claus.

Adam: She is fired.

Krystal: No, she is not!

Winifred: My wonderful employers would like you to have some of the finest holiday cheer. This is the oldest bottle of scotch we have in our cellar.


Adam: Put it down! Put it down!

Floyd: Don't worry, you bet we will, good buddy -- down the hatch!

Adam: You sip it! Sip! Sip! You're supposed to savor it!

Krystal: Ok, who wants seconds?

Woman: Right here!

Krystal: Whoo-hoo!

Aidan: Nice laugh. So you're ok?

Erin: Yeah, you know, falling Christmas trees used to make me angry and sad, and now maybe they'll make me laugh. Take that, Dad.

Aidan: I'm sorry.

Erin: Fire's dying down. Lucky for us, we've still got some logs left.

Kendall: Before our marriage ends, I would like to understand what's happened between us.

Zach: And if this were a real relationship, then the hows and the whys might make a difference.

Kendall: Yeah, but with us it doesn't.

Zach: It was never a love match. We were a business arrangement, a revenge plot. And you're right, you know, you kept us honest, and divorce is the only sensible thing to do right now.

Kendall: It seemed inevitable.

Zach: Yeah. And the last thing you need is a guy like me hurting you over and over again. It seems that's the only thing I know how to do well. And you're too smart for that, you know, you're better off being the ex-Mrs. Zach Slater. I'm -- you got to be cold and tired. I should take you back. Unless you want to stay.

Kendall: No. We might as well just go.

Lily: Would you marry the girl that never worried that you'll kill anyone? Would you have children with her?

Jonathan: When I was little, I saw my mom and dad do it all wrong. So I think about how I'd do it, how I'd treat my children.

Lily: They're a very big responsibility.

Jonathan: I'd give mine the biggest, most magical Christmases ever. And I'd buy the biggest house, with big ceilings so we could have the biggest tree, and I would have more lights on my house than any other house on the block.

Lily: You'll pay more on your electric bill, too.

Jonathan: Well, that's ok. Because Christmases at my house are going to be wonderful. Do you want to have kids?

Lily: I might not be able to be a good mother.

Jonathan: But you're smart and you work hard to find things out, and you have strategies that can help your children, like you help me.

Lily: Well, you help yourself, too. And I feel so much better. Must be because we talked.

Jonathan: I like making you feel better. I have to go now. I have to go help with the tree that we got. We picked it out with Stuart Chandler. I didn't finish putting your wreath up.

Lily: Oh.

Lily: No red ribbon and no red berries.

Jonathan: Is it straight?

Lily: Wait. There. I like it.

Jonathan: It's perfect.

Lily: As perfect as we could make it without a tape measure.

Jonathan: Wait till you see the house I have with all the lights on it.

Lily: But if you use red ones, I --

Jonathan: I won't -- I won't use red ones. I'll use blue and white, like ice and snow, so that you won't have to wear your glasses when you look at it.

J.R.: Why so shocked, Babe?

Babe: I -- why -- why are you going back there?

J.R.: Because it's important to remember where we've been. What you did to me last January-December was the worst, most gut-wrenching experience that I'll ever have to go through in my entire life.

Babe: I know what I did to you. I just -- I thought that --

J.R.: You thought that I'd forgive and forget. Sorry, that's not going to happen -- ever.

Babe: And the ring?

J.R.: This beauty? This beauty goes to my future wife. See, I'm in the dating pool again. I'm going to find a woman I can trust, a woman who'll be the kind of mother my son deserves. And that sure as hell cuts you out.

Kendall: You know, it's not too late to order room service if you're still hungry, maybe a nightcap.

Zach: I don't wear them.

Kendall: Right. I'm wearing your jacket.

Zach: That's fine. Stay warm.

Kendall: Thanks. How's that eye? I can call a doctor if you need one.

Zach: No, it's good. Thank you for the -- thank you.

Kendall: What?

Zach: Hmm? I'm waiting for something, so --

Kendall: Ok.

[Fireworks explode]

Zach: There it is. Happy Independence Day.

Kendall: You did this?

Zach: Mm-hmm. What's a divorce without some fireworks?

Kendall: Bet nobody's ever had one like this.

Zach: Well, you're not nobody. You're a very special somebody.

Erin: What? What's so funny?

Aidan: Pine needles, courtesy of the tree that mugged you.

Erin: Well, you know, that tree had a right to fight back.

Aidan: You look like a porcupine.

Erin: Oh --

Aidan: Oh, let me. I'll get it.

Jonathan: Erin! Aidan! Hey! Oh. You're locked in.

Erin: We are? Oh.

Aidan: Jonny, will you get some help for us?

Erin: Go to the car. My cell phone's in there. You dial information for Stuart Chandler's number.

Jonathan: Stuart. Ok, you got it. Stuart will get you out of here double stick. I mean, double quick. Ok.

Aidan: Thank God for Stuart.

Erin: Special Ops didn't prepare you for a night with a crazed porcupine?

[Erin hisses]

[Music plays]

Woman: Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Adam: Take this back to the cellar.

Winifred: Mr. Chandler, I barely made it back up the stairs just now.

Floyd: Hey, uh, Monty here says you're muy caliente. He's going to name his rig after you.

Winifred: Gracias, Monty.

Adam: Take this back downstairs, take off that ridiculous outfit. Go.

Floyd: Oh, yeah, si, si! Por favor.

Adam: I will fire you. And you're going to end up riding shotgun for one of these yahoos if you don't follow my orders.

Winifred: Yes, sir, Mr. Chandler.

Floyd: Wait for me!

Krystal: Test, test, test. This thing on? Check, test. Yeah. Yeah, his lips are moving. Ok, everybody, get your attention over here, please. We're going to do our Christmas carol karaoke. How about that?


[Music plays]

Krystal: All right, a little "Jingle Bell" action?

Man: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Krystal: Ok, all right. You ready? Here we go.

All: Dashing through the snow in a one-horse open sleigh, o'er the fields we go, laughing all the way ha, ha, ha! Bells on bobtail ring making spirits bright

Floyd: Hey, come on, Frosty, get down and boogie! Hey, everyone, everyone! Frosty's going to lead this one! He's going to lead! Come on! Come on!

All: Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey!

J.R.: I guess that's all the information I have to share. You'd better double-check all that business that we went over. Sometimes I get confused.

Babe: I should've known that you would get even, because I wouldn't fall into bed with you.

J.R.: I owe you a lot more than that.

Babe: You care about me.

J.R.: No. Frankly, I can't stand to be anywhere near you.

Babe: Liar. It's Di all over again.

J.R.: Well, you both are unethical, immoral tramps.

Babe: You loved her. And when someone you love hurts you, you smack them down, and you keep punishing so they can't get close again, so you don't have to invest. That way they can't ever hurt you again.

J.R.: I don't give a damn about you!

Babe: You want me. And that -- that is what terrifies you. And that's why you keep dishing out the punishment -- not to drive me away, but to convince yourself that you're wrong, to convince yourself that your feelings are one big lie.

J.R.: To failure. Well, you're never going to get me or my son. So good luck with your Fusion, because that's all you're ever going to have.

[Fireworks explode]

Zach: Reminds me of you.

Kendall: What, the noise?

Zach: The lights. This time tomorrow, you'll be a free woman.

[Zach kisses Kendall tenderly on her head and retires.]

Zach: Sweet dreams.

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

Josh (to Babe): The hottest woman I know has seen the light and wants me back.

Babe: I do want you, Josh.

Erica: Kendall can start fresh. She has the world at her feet again, Ryan. I know what you're thinking.

Ryan (to Erica): I don't think you do.

Zach (to Kendall): I don't want this marriage to end, simple as that. I love you.

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