All My Children Transcript Monday 4/3/06
Proofread by Gisele
Di: Oh, David. You know, I'm -- I'm really too busy to mess with you right now.
David: Congratulate me.
Di: Congratulate -- oh, God. What did you do?
David: No, it's more like what I'm about to do.
Di: Well, not to me -- out. Leave now.
David: You don't want to be alone, and neither do I. In fact, I'm about to live happily ever after with the one true love of my life. And if you cooperate, you can do the same with yours.
Tad: What's this?
Tad: Mrs. Newlywed sans Mr. Newlywed? Where is he -- preparing to sweep you away from all of this?
Babe: Afraid not. He had some kind of meeting.
Tad: A meeting?
Tad: You're serious. You're supposed to be on your honeymoon, for God's sake. Who could be important enough to take a groom away from such an amazing bride?
J.R.: You know, it's bad enough for me to come here. Believe you? I'm not crazy. I can walk whenever I want to, so you have fun.
Janet: I deserve your scorn and your abuse, because I've done terrible things to you, J.R., which I regret and repent, but I'm not sorry for telling you the truth about your mother. Dixie really is alive -- I saw her! I saw her at the Mardi Gras Ball.
J.R.: Yeah? She was there at the ball having a good time?
Janet: I was too busy to evaluate that.
J.R.: So she was partying too hard just to come up to me and say hi?
Janet: I know. It doesn't sound like Dixie at all.
J.R.: Yeah, it sounds more like something you cooked up inside your head. Like pretending to raise my son as your own.
Janet: That would be the easy explanation, wouldn't it? I mean, who wants to think that Dixie is so messed up? But, J.R., I think there might be something terribly wrong that she would hide from you, her only son that she loves above all else?
Dixie: Greg Madden cost me my child.
Zach: Your daughter?
Dixie: Kate. She was real. She was born. She was there. And then she was gone. Greg Madden did that.
[Lying in his hospital bed, Greg recalls Dixie’s words.]
Dixie's voice: Because at this point, after what I've been through, I don't think you have the first clue of what I'm willing to risk.
Julia: Hi. Hope you're feeling better.
Greg: As a matter of fact, I am.
Julia: Good. Same here. You know, when you told me that I wasn't going to be able to have children, I was devastated. But now -- now I understand so much more about myself and about you.
Ryan: You won't let me. Look, I kind of hit you over the head with it out of nowhere, didn't I? Ok, just -- I know that I've been saying that the single-dad thing wasn't right for me, that it, you know, freaked me out, but I -- the more I've been thinking about it, the more I've realized that -- that I can do this, that I should do this. I'm -- I'm not afraid of becoming my dad, Kendall, and I have so much that I could offer our son. So, you know, after you consider it for a little while, I think you'll realize that --
Kendall: No, no, Ryan. I don't have anything to consider. There's no way I'm letting you raise this child by yourself.
Ryan: Oh. Are you -- are you saying you want to raise this child together?
Kendall: God, Ryan. Did you really think I'd let you get away with this?
Ryan: I'm offering to --
Kendall: I'm pregnant, not stupid. All this newfound parental confidence came, because I just told you to back off.
Ryan: You had a point, Kendall. I mean, I wasn't helping solve the problem. I was actually adding to it. You helped me see that. What right did I have to pressure you into how to raise our son and when and -- when I couldn't even step up to the plate myself?
Kendall: So why don't you tell me about your personal parenting miracle?
Ryan: We, I -- I had a talk --
Kendall: Yes, yes, of course you had a talk. You had a nice, little, soul-searching heart-to-heart with Miss Wannabe Mommy Julia Santos. You went spilling everything to her just like you spill everything else. What -- what did you talk to her about, Ryan? Did you talk about my Ob-Gyn visits?
Ryan: I didn't tell her anything about it.
Kendall: Yeah, right.
Ryan: I didn't tell her --
Kendall: No, stop, stop, Ryan, ok? I know better, all right? I know. Julia came over to me. She couldn't wait to corner me in the hospital and tell me, "I'm very suspicious of Dr. Madden. Something is wrong with him. He -- he's not right, he's acting very weird, and -- and he doesn't even think I'm worthy of having children, being a mother." Poor little Julia, poor freaking Julia.
Ryan: We're not talking about Julia here. We're talking about our son.
Kendall: I am, Ryan. I am talking about her. I don't like the way you're banding together with her, and you're sneaking around talking about things behind my back.
Ryan: I don't know what you're talking about. Please explain this to me, because I don't understand.
Kendall: If I do not want to be a mother to this child, Julia is waiting in the wings to swoop in and take over.
Julia: You have to do so many horrible things like telling desperate women exactly what they don't want to hear. They want children more than anything, and you have to throw cold water on them.
Greg: No, thank you.
Julia: It's heartbreaking. And then going to another doctor.
Greg: Seeking a second opinion?
Julia: Well, my close friends really want me to. But I figure you know what you found. It's not that complicated. If you can't read a sonogram, who can? And I really don't want to face hearing that again.
Greg: It was very difficult for you, I know that.
Julia: Yeah. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how your approach makes sense -- no nonsense, cut through the denial. It's more humane in the long run.
Greg: You're a very intelligent young woman.
Julia: Well, since I can't have a child of my own, I'm still counting on you to help me get one.
Dixie: I wasn't supposed to have another child. I was -- I was strongly advised against it. But I wanted to take the risk, because I wanted to have this baby. I didn't like the doctor that David set me up with, and I heard everyone talking about this incredible fertility guru, and I thought, "Well, you know, the best obstetrician in the world would certainly improve my chances."
Zach: Dr. Madden.
Dixie: I thought if he couldn't carry a high-risk pregnancy to term, then who could? So I trusted him with my life and my unborn Kate's. And then one day, I lost control of my car. And weeks later, I woke up and Greg Madden was standing beside my bed. I thought I was dying. He told me that I was. You have to know that I did everything I could to protect my daughter. But -- but I didn't.
Di: How would I know where Dixie is? They never found the body, remember?
David: Oh, well, now we know why -- she walks among us.
Di: Yeah. In your dreams, she probably does.
David: Oh, yeah, fine. Don't cooperate with me. I didn't expect you to just hand over Dixie’s phone number.
Di: That's because as far as I know, David, Dixie is dead.
David: Oh, she'll contact you soon enough.
Di: Oh, yeah? You got a Ouija board on you or something?
David: Look, why don't we stop this, all right? I've seen Dixie. I've kissed Dixie and not good-bye. She's very much alive. She's back.
Di: Have you been inhaling fumes again in your lab, Dr. Hayward? Huh.
David: Don't you think Dixie looked great at my daughter's wedding? You know, I always thought Dixie looked great in black. I'm sorry we weren't able to go there together, though, you know? My daughter marrying her son? Huh, that's pretty amazing, don't you think?
Di: You know, I think it's time for you to leave.
David: Smile, Di. We're finally on the same side, because when Dixie and I run off together, we're going to leave you the consolation prize -- Tad.
Tad: Let me get this straight -- you just said "I do" and J.R. picks today of all days to say "I got to go to work"? Shades of Adam Chandler.
Babe: Stop. I went into Fusion, too.
Tad: Living proof that your generation has gone straight to hell. Come on, where's the spark? You know? The je ne sais quoi, la romance?
Babe: It's there. Believe me, J.R. and I are completely crazy about each other. And you know, after all of the mistakes and rotten things we did, how did we ever end up back here?
Tad: You earned it. But why ask why? Why don't you just enjoy it?
Babe: It scares me sometimes. Can we really stay this happy?
J.R.: You actually believe what you're saying.
Janet: Do you think this is some kind of drug-induced side effect?
Janet: I saw Dixie -- she was there. Now, ok, after the way that I screwed up as a mother, I'm certainly no one to judge, but I always thought that Dixie was a maternal paragon. Nothing could keep her from her son and yet, there she was at the ball and there you were and nothing? J.R., do you think she's all right? Do we need to worry? Does she need your help?
J.R.: And the winner is you for "Janet Interrupted" -- the best mind game by a mentally impaired criminal. Trouble is, it's not good enough for me to believe it, so why don't you save it for somebody who gives a damn? Wait a minute -- nobody does, not about you.
Janet: All right, you snot-nosed little spoiled brat. You're going to deserve everything that Babe dishes out to you, every little bit.
Babe: "At the summit of greatest happiness, bitter tears begin." "Bee that has honey in its mouth has sting in its tail." "Confucius --"
Tad: Are you going to spend your entire honeymoon quoting self-help fortune cookies?
Babe: What? Mama took all our fortunes, and she put them in this cute little notebook.
Tad: I rest my case. She should've thrown them away. They're as true as they are meaningless.
Babe: Well, Mama didn't seem to think so.
Tad: What's going on? Why all the doubt?
Babe: Hasn't anything ever been so great that you're just waiting for the ax to fall?
Tad: Look, you deserve this. You really don't think that you and J.R. are going to be happy?
Babe: I love J.R. so much. But maybe I'm just setting myself up for the biggest fall of all.
J.R.: You don't know when to give up, do you?
Janet: Yeah, you married yet? Let's see -- you got a wedding ring? Ah! Yeah, that Babe is a smart cookie, isn't she? You want to know how it's going to crumble for you?
J.R.: You're delusional.
Janet: No, actually. I take a medication to prevent that -- ask my doctor. How's the honeymoon going? Get it while you can.
J.R.: Till what? She smacks me over the head with a log? Maybe a tire iron? How about she throws me into quicksand? What other pointers did you give Babe while she was in that cabin, huh?
Janet: I didn't have to teach your precious bride a thing. She had it all plotted out. First she's going to get you to say "I do" again -- check -- then a quickie "your fault" divorce and grab the kid.
J.R.: You're making it up.
Janet: Wait and see. I don't think you're going to have to wait very long, either. No, she had it all plotted out. As a matter of fact, if it hadn't been for me -- ha -- well, if I'd let her go when she begged me to, you wouldn't be sporting that ring, and you wouldn't be with your kid right now. She would've been long gone -- long gone before you all got to that cabin.
J.R.: Hmm. She told you this?
Janet: All her plans and dreams for the future? None of them included you. Babe and her son -- that's her idea of a perfect family. And as soon as she gets something good on you, it's going to be hello, divorce court, full custody, and the good life -- and good-bye to J.R.
Tad: Sweetheart, we just got through the ceremony. Let's not start hanging the crepe and planning the funeral just yet.
Babe: I'm not. It's -- it's just that it's almost too good to be true.
Tad: Oh, I don't know. I mean, I'd like to think that anything that could go wrong already has. Don't worry, those party hats and piñatas will stick around if you want them to, and you work for it.
Babe: Did the party hats and piñatas last for you and Dixie?
David: Relax. I'm not going to tell Tad anything. Dixie swore me to secrecy. We're in on this together.
Di: Oh, you know what? No. I helped you with the Dixie masquerade. I'm not helping anymore.
David: You helped yourself to Tad.
Di: Oh, David --
David: Hey, that's all right. No, it's ok. That's cool. Keep him because I want to take Dixie as far away from Pine Valley as possible. Now, what I need from you, Di, I need you to ease up on me a little bit with your dead sister. You know, find something pleasant to say about me.
Di: About you?
Di: I'm not that creative.
David: All right, I'll settle for neutral. And don't bring up my role in the whole Dixie-impersonation thing.
Di: Mm-hmm. Ok. I will be your most vocal fan if, by some miracle, I see Dixie in this life or the next.
David: Oh, you'll see her. She's decided to stay in town. What, she hasn't confided in you? I'm sorry you had to hear that from me.
Tad: Dixie and I went through a lot together -- good times and more than a few tours of hell. We never stopped loving each other.
Babe: It still makes you sad.
Tad: Sometimes. I wish I had taken better care of her. Her heart could break so easily.
Babe: Hmm. J.R. tries to cover his with big talk, but I worry about him. Anyone who breaks through his emotion-proof vest and hurts him, watch out, because J.R. strikes back fast, and he goes for total destruction. Hmm. You know, and the thing is, the one who winds up getting hurt the most is J.R. himself.
Tad: Hey -- there he is.
Babe: Hey, sweet boy! Is it bedtime already? Come here.
Winifred: All bathed and ready for sweet dreams.
Tad: Still in the ring-bearing business, I see.
Babe: Oh, yes, we sleep with it every night, don't we? Well, good night, sweetie. We'll have to --
J.R.: Well, looks like I'm just in time.
Babe: Oh, look who's home. Hi, Daddy.
Babe: We missed you so much. Want to see Daddy?
Tad: What is wrong with you? Ditching a bride like this for work?
Babe: Come on, tell him if it wasn't life-and-death, you never would've stayed gone so long, right?
J.R.: Sweet dreams, son.
Babe: Seriously, the meeting must've been super important. Wasn't it?
Dixie: Greg Madden is a busy man. I have followed him through Switzerland, France, Germany, England, Canada, and a side trip to Australia. One mad doctor, 14 different fertility clinics.
Zach: Well, the good doctor's not exactly low profile. You couldn't have been two steps behind him this whole time, right?
Dixie: Oh, no. No. I mean, I could find him. It was -- it was getting to talk to him face to face -- that was the tricky part. See, I think that he told his people that I was a stalker, because they did a real good job at keeping me away from him. Always sidetracking me just long enough for him to sort of skip to the next town. I have been delayed from flights, held up at customs, directed to the wrong addresses, and given the runaround by a wide variety of his employees. The man is nothing if not well-connected.
Zach: And now you've finally followed him all the way here.
Dixie: Oh, no. That's the irony. You see, I lost him in Sydney. This is a coincidence. This is some sort of cosmic gift, since he's so incredibly exposed here.
Zach: Now you got a clear shot.
Dixie: And I intend to take it.
Zach: How? What do you want to happen to Madden?
Greg: Adoption isn't always the answer.
Julia: Well, it makes better sense. So many wonderful children out there who need encouragement and love, and I have it to give.
Julia: You don't seem to like that idea. Do you have something against single moms?
Greg: No, not the slightest. I've helped countless single women conceive, and when they can't conceive, I've led them towards adoption.
Julia: Oh. Ok. So, then it's me? Something personal? Because I'm definitely picking up some negativity.
Greg: Let me ask you a question. Do you think it's fair for an adult to use a child as emotional first-aid?
Ryan: My decision had nothing to do with Julia.
Kendall: Well, mine does. So, no, you can't have my son.
Ryan: She doesn't even know that I changed my mind about this. Erin and I talked this through.
Kendall: Erin -- now, there's an expert on child-rearing.
Ryan: Look, I was trying to figure out why I was so locked in on this child having both a mother and father in his life. I mean, a lot of dads do a great job on their own -- but I figured it out, Kendall, in -- in my head. A good mother's job is to protect the kid from his father. But my son is not going to need to be protected from me.
Kendall: That's why you've got Julia on your speed dial.
Ryan: Look, Julia doesn't factor into this at all.
Kendall: Ok, you know what? Maybe not in your epiphany, but Julia's is different, trust me.
Ryan: She's not after our son, Kendall. Please, just erase Julia from your mind for a second.
Kendall: Oh, God, I would love to.
Ryan: Please, just imagine a world --
Kendall: It's impossible, Ryan.
Ryan: Just imagine a world with no Julia in it. Please, just try. Please. Close your eyes.
Kendall: Oh, God --
Kendall: Fine. Ok. All right, I'll try.
Ryan: Ok, now, there's no Julia. She doesn't exist, we don't know her, she's meaningless, ok? You, me, and our baby are the only people in our world. Now, would you be open to letting me be a single father to our child?
J.R.: Yeah. Thanks to all your great ring-bearing, it's here for the world to see.
Babe: Including Daddy's boring business partners. But be careful -- I don't want you to take that off after all the work to get that on.
J.R.: Mm-hmm. Well, I'm going to tuck him in. Hey, can you hang around for a minute there, Tad?
J.R.: I'll be back after some bedtime stories, a few songs, and some serious man talk.
J.R.: Come on, guy.
Babe: Poor me -- I'm stuck with a big, bad Chandler.
Tad: With some dominant Dixie genes.
Babe: He definitely has his mom's heart.
Tad: Mm-hmm. Thank God it's still beating after all those dings and dents.
Babe: What if -- if Janet had won and -- and she'd taken our son?
Tad: If Janet had won, you wouldn't be here right now, and he never would've survived that. Thank God we don't have to endure another blow like that one.
Dixie: Well, killing Greg Madden would be a distinct pleasure, but I have to get some information out of him first.
Zach: What information?
Dixie: He knows the truth about something, and I just need the right opportunity to get it out of him. But I have to stay invisible, because he could expose me and hurt a lot of people that I love.
Zach: They might find out that you're alive some other way.
Dixie: Yeah, I know. God. Di, Del, you -- now David knows I'm alive, and he's milking it for all he's -- it's worth. You know, in return for his silence, I have to put up with his ego and his very unwelcome advances.
David: The good news for you, Di -- once Dixie realizes that she and I are perfect together, I'm going to take her out of here. So, rest assured, everything's under control. You'll have Tad, that loser, all to yourself in no time.
Di: Damn! Del! Del, get down here now!
Del: What happened? What happened? What's wrong?
Di: "What's wrong?" Dixie. Dixie is what is wrong. She's done it again.
Zach: Now, you say you want the truth about Madden. The truth about what?
Dixie: I can't get into it. I'm sorry. I -- I stayed away so that no one in Pine Valley would find out about this.
Zach: I'm not going to tell anybody.
Dixie: I'm actually not afraid of that, Zach. Look, Greg Madden is a dangerous man. That's all you need to know.
Zach: You want to protect the people you love. I understand that. I want to do the same -- for Kendall.
Kendall: This isn't a fantasy world, Ryan. It's real, and this baby is real.
Ryan: Believe me, I know.
Kendall: You want to play make-believe? Ok. Imagine this -- I'm sitting in a park on a glorious spring day, soaking in the sun, and then I see a guy walk by pushing a stroller. I think, hmm, cute guy, cute kid. But then I realize it's you, and the child is mine. I see you in the park again, only the kid's bigger, he's walking on his own now. And I'm having a picnic with some friends and drinking some wine, and the little boy asks his dad, "Hey, Daddy, where's my mommy?" And you say, "Well, she's over there on the blanket pouring some Chardonnay, but don't talk to her. Don't wave to her, don't even look at her, because she's chosen her life, and you're not part of it." What a -- what a lucky little fellow to know exactly where he stands. His mom is just a few feet away. She might as well be a million miles away, light years. He sees her every now and then, and she tries not to notice him, his confusion, his hurt, his wondering. But it's Daddy's job to do that, Daddy's job to fix it all and make sure --
Ryan: I can do better than fix it. I can do better than fix it. I can make sure that it never happens.
Ryan: I can raise him on the other side of the world.
Zach: All right. You know better than to trust Madden. What about Kendall? She still does. So what do I do now? Hmm? What do I do? I tell her that I know someone who has had problems with a man, that she'd lost a child because of him, but I can't ID the person? What, she's -- that's not going to cut it.
Dixie: Well, she might not listen to what he says. She might not listen to what anybody says.
Dixie: But Greg Madden is unbelievably good at what he does. He's so caring, he's so sympathetic. And all the while he is working you. He is making your fears seem more and more real until you think he's actually helping you. You have no idea what is actually going on until it's too late. The damage is done. He's made you doubt yourself.
Greg: All too often parents hold their children responsible for their happiness. It really should be the other way around, you know? Do you think a child could heal your wound?
Julia: I loved Noah very much, and I always will, but I'm through grieving.
Greg: I wasn't referring to that wound -- unless you prefer not to talk about it?
Julia: I would if I knew what you meant.
Greg: Didn't you fairly recently -- didn't you take a man's life?
Ryan: I mean, I'm not tied here. I could go work at another Cambias office somewhere, or I could open headquarters anywhere in the world -- Berlin, London, Geneva. As soon as you have the baby, and you give me the ok, I could just relocate everybody -- Jonathan, Erin, and my son. I could move to someplace that you would never have to visit.
Kendall: That's your solution -- that I never see you again? No. No, Ryan, no.
Tad: Just give me the ginger ale.
Babe: For you.
J.R.: Oh, this is so nice -- to come home to my loving family.
J.R.: Including you.
Tad: I hope you still think so after my news. I decided, she agreed, and now it's official. Di and I are engaged.
Babe: Tad, that's great. Congratulations.
J.R.: You deserve to be happy.
Tad: I'm going to smack you with a stick. I think so. A toast -- to the bride that is, the bride-to-be, and moi.
J.R.: Have you set a date yet?
Babe: Yeah, when is the happy day?
Tad: It's to be announced. For some reason, Di wants to go slow.
Di: I should've known that Dixie was just messing with me. She's decided to stay in town -- for David Hayward. For David? I mean, that one is pretty hard to believe, but -- but will she tell us what's going on? I mean, what -- what her big secret is? No.
Del: Hayward could be lying.
Di: You know what I think is going on? I think Dixie has gone out of her mind. I think she's crazy. I think that is her not-so-secret secret.
Greg: You had many reasons for pulling that trigger -- you were being held captive, he was threatening your life, but apart from that, he was responsible for your husband's murder. So you killed the man. No matter how necessary it might've seemed, you were left feeling guilty. But lives are not interchangeable, Julia -- kill a man, save a child. No matter how noble the impulse, you cannot go out there and cause some cosmic balance. It's not really fair to the child, now, is it?
Ryan: You don't want to be a mother, Kendall, and that's -- that's all right, but I want to be a father. I do. So why shouldn't I relocate?
Kendall: It won't work.
Ryan: Why, Kendall? Tell me why.
Kendall: Jonathan. Uncle Jonathan, the serial killer -- I mean, isn't that a good reason? That's -- that's a pretty good one.
Ryan: This has nothing to do with Jonathan or Julia or us meeting in the park or whatever excuse you come up with next. I know exactly where this is coming from -- Dr. Greg Madden.
Di: Dixie is circling my life like a vulture circling a dying animal. I mean, how long, Del, before she swoops in, makes her grand entrance, and lets everyone know that I've been keeping her secret? It ain't going to look good.
Del: Well, we owe Dixie our loyalty.
Di: Yeah, you know, Del, there's people here that I owe, too. I owe it to Tad. I love him, I would like to keep him in my life, and J.R. and Jamie. And -- and we didn't even find out from her that she was staying. We -- we had to hear it from David? I mean --
Di: Well, it is about high damn --
Tad: I'm sorry. If you're that hungry, you could've called me and bumped up the time. I would've come sooner.
Di: Time for -- for what?
Tad: For our date -- you know, dinner?
Di: Oh -- oh --
Tad: So recently engaged, so easily forgotten -- this doesn't bode well.
Di: Oh, Tad, I'm sorry.
Tad: Well, you know, you look -- come on, now, you look great. It's time to go. Come on, let's go. Del? I'd ask you to join us, but I don't want to.
Babe: Mmm. I missed you.
Babe: Maybe we should just work half-days for a while.
J.R.: Or no days.
Babe: I'll race you to the bedroom.
J.R.: You're on. Hey!
Babe: I got you -- it's empty!
Janet's voice: Babe and her son -- that's her idea of a perfect family. And as soon as she gets something good on you, it's going to be hello, divorce court, full custody, and the good life -- and good-bye to J.R.
Babe: Hey, husband, get the lead out! Come on, winner gets to decide what her prize is going to be from the loser.
J.R.: You better be halfway up those stairs, because I can still beat you!
Babe: All right!
Greg: For years I've guided parents who put so much pressure on their children. Can you imagine -- little babies who are held responsible for love and happiness, who are expected to make them feel complete and fulfilled? It's a terrible trap to fall into, Julia.
Julia: So you think I need to seek psychiatric help?
Greg: I -- talking helps. If ever you think you want to go that route, I'd be very happy to recommend someone.
Julia: Thanks. I'll consider it.
Dixie: Oh, thank you.
Zach: You have a story to tell that could help me save Kendall. I need to hear it.
Dixie: Look, just trust me. Please, please take my word for it. Greg Madden is dangerous, a very dangerous man. Just get Kendall away from him.
Kendall: When in doubt, blame Dr. Madden.
Ryan: You're letting him call the shots for our son, aren't you?
Kendall: No -- no, I am not, Ryan. I don't let anyone tell me how to think or how to feel. Dr. Madden doesn't try to, but you, on the other hand, you --
Ryan: He told you that I wasn't fit, didn't he?
Kendall: No, no, you tell me what you want, and I'm supposed to follow you like I'm some mindless twit.
Ryan: Well, not much chance of that.
Kendall: Oh, you finally figured that out? That's good. The role of brainwasher is not happening, ok?
Ryan: No, the only role that I am interested in here is father, and I want -- no, I will be my son's full-time father.
Kendall: Oh, ooh, ooh, deals and ultimatums. What are you going to do? You going to hold a gun to my head? You going to twist my arm? What?
Ryan: I have rights, Kendall.
Kendall: You know what? You're not fit to parent this child, Ryan, ok? I will not let you. Deal with it.
Ryan: Well, I will not let you give him away. You deal with that.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Ryan (to Zach): I need a minute, and I need some answers.
Kendall (to Babe): Is that little drool machine all you can think about?
Krystal (to Kendall): Isn't your baby all you can think about?
Greg (to Erica): This visit was strictly business.
Erica (to Greg): This visit was definitely personal.
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