All My Children Transcript Tuesday 7/4/06
Proofread by Gisele
Adam: Hello? Everything ok in there? Krystal, it's me. Everything ok in here? Sweetheart, are you all right?
Krystal: No, I am not all right. I'm dead, done for, belly up, expired. So get the hell back to the guest room and let this cadaver rest in peace.
Josh: Out of my way! She needs help!
Officer: Nobody's turning their back on you for a second.
Second Officer: Hey, hey!
Josh: Are you ok?
Officer: For the last time --
Josh: Did someone hurt you?
Officer: Get your hands up!
Second Officer: Get back here now!
First Officer: Hands up! Step away from the suspect, sir.
Girl: I -- I saw --
Officer: Get your hands up now!
[When David arrives in his darkened cabin, someone knocks him over the head.]
Girl: Mommy? Mommy, is that you?
Dixie: Kate? Baby? Oh, sweetie, is that really you?
Kendall: Did you hear that? Something is wrong.
Kendall: Spike, Spike -- something is wrong.
Josh: Iím trying to help her. She's obviously traumatized.
Officer: Yeah, jacking cars tends to do that to a person.
Second Officer: I'm not going to say it again, sir. Step away!
First Officer: All right. You have the right to remain --
Girl: Silent, I know. Save it and get me out of here. Lock me up already.
Officer: Got to read you your rights, young lady.
Josh: What are you running from? Did someone hurt you?
Girl: No, but somebody hurt him.
Dixie: Kate? Sweetheart, is that really you?
Girl: Mommy? Are you my mommy?
Dixie: Yes. Yes, baby, I am.
Girl: I need my mommy.
Dixie: Why? What's wrong? What did they do to you? Oh, baby, Mommyís going to come and get you. You just have to tell me where you are.
Officer: Stay back. Just step back.
Josh: Let go of me!
[Fireworks explode as Josh sees his fatherís hand sticking up out of the ground and recognizes his watch.]
[Tad watches from the other side of the gate as the police lead away the young girl and Josh and policemen hurry to dig up Gregís body.]
Dixie: Kate? Are you still there? Come on, please answer your mom, honey. Do you know where you are? Come on, sweetie. You got to tell me where you are, so that I can come and get you. Come on, Kate. Please answer me. Kate?
Di: What's going on?
Woman: Hello? Is anyone there?
Dixie: Yes. Hi. Um -- I know this is going to sound completely crazy, but the little girl on the phone right now, her name is Kate. She's my daughter.
Woman: Excuse me?
Dixie: Listen to me, ok? I know that it's my daughter. She was taken from me when she was a baby, and I've been looking for her ever since. And by some miracle --
Woman: I'm terribly sorry, but you have the wrong child.
Dixie: No, no. No, no, no. Listen, Greg Madden -- Dr. Greg Madden -- I know that he -- he was the man that arranged your adoption, right, because he was the one that took Kate from me.
Woman: I'm very sorry for your loss, ma'am, but Alicia --
Dixie: No, her name is Kate. It's Kate, ok? You have to believe me. Talk to her. Will you please talk to her and tell her that she has my daughter!
Di: Ok, ok. Ma'am, hi. I know this is going to sound a little crazy, but if I could just -- if I could have a moment of your time Ė
[While David lies on the floor, his assailant turns on the light and looks around.]
Krystal: Why are you still here?
Adam: Because I was worried about you.
Krystal: Worried that I might accidentally strangle myself in the goose-down duvet?
Adam: There was an earthquake. You know, anything could've happened.
Krystal: Oh, please, those itty-bitty tremors? This big old honking furniture didn't even scooch an inch during those baby wigglers.
Adam: Well, how was I to know? A chandelier could've fallen on your head, squished you like a bug.
Krystal: You know what? You got to come up with a much better excuse than that for barging in here and yanking me out of dreamland.
Adam: All right, maybe you weren't physically damaged, but you could have been emotionally scarred.
Krystal: Oh. Well, you know what? You got me there.
Adam: You see? You did need me.
Krystal: No, the thought of my baby girl playing footsie with your -- your bloodthirsty son has got me scarred beyond recognition.
Adam: Don't be so dramatic. J.R. is no threat.
Adam: Not anymore.
Krystal: Oh, you know what? You want to play big hero tonight, Big Daddy, why don't you just go down the hall and rescue my little girl.
Adam: What, putting J.R. on a leash?
Krystal: Oh, that's a stop-gap measure. Why don't you just go all the way and have him put down.
Adam: Sweetheart, why don't we stop fighting and declare a temporary truce?
Krystal: No. No!
Adam: Come on, just for tonight, just for me.
Krystal: Why? Why? What are you up to?
Adam: My clandestine intention is to get you back in my arms. The truth is, Krystal, I've forgotten how to sleep without you.
Ryan: Spike is fine, ok? He's completely fine. He's sleeping like a baby, which is interesting because, you know, he happens to be one. The nurse said that he did not make a sound.
Kendall: Yes, I know that, but I also know what I heard.
Ryan: Well, whatever you heard, it wasn't Spike.
Kendall: I would just feel a lot better if he could just sleep in here with us tonight.
Ryan: Tomorrow he's coming home with you, and he's going to spend every single night from that point on with you.
Kendall: What -- Ryan, what if there's aftershocks? What if there's one that's worse than the last one?
Ryan: Well -- wow, you're really just determined to worry about him, aren't you?
Kendall: Well, until I know he's home, and he's 100% safe, I'm in extreme, full-blown worry mode. That's it.
Ryan: I see. You know what I think? This is what I think -- I think that you should take advantage of the last night with the built-in babysitter, and you should get some sleep. That's what I think.
Kendall: You think I've turned into one of those mothers I hate -- the kind that hovers over their child 24/7, that tries to shield their kids from germs and bad words and other people's breath. You do. You think that Spike's going to grow up and tell his friends that his mother is a neurotic, smothering killjoy and his only saving grace is his cool, laid-back, "never gets his feather ruffled" dad.
[Fireworks explode as Josh and the police officers dig up his fatherís lifeless body while Tad continues to watch silently from a distance.]
Di: You said she's 6 years old?
Dixie: No, she's lying. It's Kate!
Di: No, I understand. I know. I used to play with the phone, too, when I was little.
Dixie: Don't listen to her. She'll say anything to get rid of us.
Di: Thank you for being helpful, ma'am. I'm sorry for the mix-up.
Dixie: What are you doing? Don't hang up. Well, don't hang up. What are you doing? It was Kate. I had her on the phone.
Di: Dixie --
Dixie: Let's *69 her.
Di: Listen to me, it wasn't Kate.
Dixie: My God, the number is blocked. Damn it, Di, how could you do this to me? That was my daughter!
Di: Please don't do this to yourself.
Dixie: That was my daughter on the phone! My last best chance of finding my daughter is dead!
[Fireworks explode in the park while Tad watches the paramedics and Josh try to revive Greg.]
Ryan: "No, I mean, you know, my dad's kind of cool, but my mom -- my mom, she's, like, totally awesome."
Kendall: Gee, thank you, son. You're very articulate.
Ryan: "No, really, really, she's not -- she's not like other moms, you know, like, all pushy. She's just hip, and she's laid-back, and she's easygoing."
Kendall: "Kendall" and "laid-back," two words you will never hear in another sentence.
Ryan: "And not to mention she happens to be the most beautiful mom in the world."
Kendall: Well, you have to say that, Spike -- I buy you all those cool toys and nice outfits, and I put fast food on the table.
Ryan: Come on. Anybody would say you're beautiful. It happens to be the truth. Enough of this, enough of playing as Spike. You know what? I'm the guy telling you you need your sleep, I'm also the guy keeping you awake. Come on, in bed.
Kendall: Oh, God, I can't. Ryan, honestly, how can I fall asleep tonight? I can't fall asleep, our baby is coming home tomorrow. I'm -- I'm giddy, and I don't do giddy. I'm like a kid on Christmas Eve. No, no -- a kid on Christmas Eve who is about to go skydiving for her presents and doesn't know if the parachute will open.
Ryan: Hmm. Wow. Well, you're in luck. Hi, nice to meet you.
Kendall: So who are you now?
Ryan: I'm your parachute.
Kendall: You're good at this.
Ryan: Thank you. Remind me again, uh, what am I good at?
Kendall: I don't know -- stuff.
Ryan: Oh. Yeah, actually, stuff happens to be what I do best.
Ryan: Enough -- enough chitchat. It's sleepy time.
Kendall: Oh. Do I have to?
Ryan: Yes, you have to. I'm serious. You really need to sleep, ok? I want you to go to sleep. Come on.
Ryan: Ok, I'll tuck you in.
Kendall: Uh-uh, I think I'm good. Ryan, I'm -- honestly, do you have any idea how sick I am of hospital beds?
Ryan: Do you have any idea how much you'll be longing for one after Spike wakes you up every night, every three hours for feedings -- 1:00 a.m., 4:00 a.m., 7:00 a.m.?
Kendall: All right. Ok, all right. Shh. I will try to fall asleep.
Kendall: All right.
Kendall: Being in this bed really reminds me of being in that coma.
Kendall: Yes, it does.
Ryan: That's really fascinating and everything, but just try to just, you know, forget about the coma. Just imagine that you're in your own bed at home, ok? Ready -- imagine.
Kendall: Oh. All right, I'm imagining. I'm pretty sure I was awake in that coma. I mean, not awake, but I was aware. I remember, I heard people. I heard them coming and going and talking.
Ryan: And talking and talking and talking.
Kendall: I'm sorry. What, I can't talk when I'm trying to fall asleep?
Ryan: You're not falling asleep, Kendall. That's the point, that's the problem, ok?
Kendall: I'm trying.
Ryan: Look, just forget about the coma. Please, forget the coma. Forget about Spike.
Ryan: Within reason. You know what I mean by that. I'm serious, you're going to have, like, a baby marathon coming up here. I think it's important. You need to stock up on as much sleep as possible while you can, so just close your eyes, ok? Stop talking, stop thinking. Just close them --
Kendall: All right, ok.
Ryan: And see what happens. Ready, go.
Kendall: Ok. This is not going to work. This is just not going to work. Just so you know.
Girl: This is so unfair! I should not be locked up! I should be getting a medal or something! You guys would've never noticed that bloody hand if I hadn't shown it to you! Hello? Hey, don't I get a phone call? Hello?
Erin: Thank you. Hi. It's ok, it's ok. You're not alone anymore. I'm here to help you.
Girl: Ok, I'm not in the market for a fairy godmother, so unless you're here to get me out of this pit --
Erin: My name is Erin Lavery, and I'm a volunteer from the Miranda Center.
Girl: And I should care because?
Erin: We help women and children who are in need.
Girl: Cool. Get me out of this place. I so don't belong in a jail cell.
Erin: You know, I'm sure you're right. Typically, when a runaway refuses to give her name, it's because she's running from an abusive situation.
Girl: You totally nailed it, Erin. I did run away. I was being tortured. Running away was the only way I could save my life.
David: Oh! What the -- who's --
Jamie: Got your attention?
David: You got to be kidding me. You're such a moron.
Jamie: Uh-uh-uh, David, I'm going to need total concentration from you.
David: I don't need concentration to take you down.
Jamie: And I'll do anything to get it, whatever it takes.
Dixie: Oh, my God, I just completely flipped out.
Di: It's understandable.
Dixie: When I heard that little girl's voice call me "Mommy," I just lost my mind.
Di: You wanted to believe in a miracle. Don't beat yourself up for that. It's ok to have hope.
Dixie: Yeah. Not when there isn't any.
Di: How can you say that? Dixie, you've got more reason now to be encouraged than ever before.
Dixie: Are you kidding me? With Greg Madden missing? With every lead that turns out to be nothing?
Di: Look at all the people you have helping you. And you're not doing it alone anymore. You've got -- you've got me and Del. You've got J.R., Jamie. You've got Tad.
Dixie: Oh, Tad hates me. Ha-ha.
Di: You're right. Tad does hate you. But he also loves you to death.
[As fireworks explode, Josh continues to give his father CPR and uses the defibrillator in an attempt to revive him.]
Ryan: I want you to picture the ocean. You smell the sea breeze. And I want you to imagine the sound that the waves make as they wash up on the shore. You're not even trying.
Kendall: I am, I am, I am. You just -- I've never heard you sound so stupid.
Ryan: Well, that's really sweet and everything, but I'm trying to help you fall asleep, not crack you up. So close your eyes.
Kendall: Ok, ok. Ok, I'm doing it.
Ryan: I'm going to try something else.
Ryan: I want you to imagine the rain and the sound that it makes as it lightly splashes the ground and the sound that it makes as it sort of trickles down the window. And now I want you to imagine the sound of Spike's heartbeat, the very first time you heard it when he was still in your womb. That perfect, perfect, beautiful, sort of swishing sound swirling around in your head.
Ryan's voice: I love you, Kendall.
Kendall: You do?
Ryan: I do what?
Kendall: I wasn't asleep.
Ryan: Really? Because I was so convinced that you were.
Kendall: No, no, I mean in the coma. I -- I heard things. I remember things.
Ryan: Yes, you were just telling me all about that.
Kendall: No, but it's all coming back to me now in little bits and pieces.
Ryan: Oh. Well, I see. And how is that going to help you fall asleep?
Kendall: I remember. I remember hearing my mother telling me that I had to wake up or she would take over my life and make decisions for me and -- and take over.
Ryan: Oh, and that's a revelation?
Kendall: No, and then Bianca. I remember hearing Binks say that we were the Kane women, and we could take on grizzly bears, and we would teach Spike how to face the world in the same way.
Ryan: "Sleep patrol to sleep mission, do you read me? Do you read me, sleep mission? Please abort."
Kendall: I remember hearing Zach telling me how much he needed me and begging me to open my eyes.
Ryan: Ok, you know what? Seriously? Just stop, ok? You need to sleep. We can take a trip down memory lane another time. I really think it's important --
Kendall: And I just remembered you telling me --
Ryan: What? What? What did I say?
[Tad continues to watch while fireworks explode as Josh screams when he realizes his father is dead.]
Di: It doesn't matter how hard Tad tries to hate you, his love is always going to trump his hate.
Dixie: You haven't seen how he is with me.
Di: Yeah, I have. I've also seen how he is with me. The two don't even come anywhere close. Dixie, he's -- he's like a blind man being able to see this world for the first time in years.
Dixie: Now you're being dramatic.
Di: No, I'm being honest. Believe me, I wish so badly I could just sweep it all under the rug, you know, forget about it, pretend I'm the perfect woman for Tad, but I'm not. I can't do what you can do. I can't make his world spin around.
Dixie: Come on, he loves you.
Di: Yeah, but it's not the same. There's more fire in his anger towards you than there ever was in his love towards me.
Dixie: We have children, we have a history.
Di: No, it's ok. I mean, you certainly don't have to make excuses. Tad's a part of you, you're a part of him. And you two have a connection that's too powerful for anything or anyone to break.
David: I got to tell you, Tweedledumber, you really are making the worst mistake of your life.
Jamie: You don't move until I say you move.
David: Go ahead, flex your muscles all you want. You're still a moron.
Jamie: And you're still licking the floor. So how about you listen to what I came to say, or you can keep shooting your mouth off?
David: I got a better idea -- option C. Why don't you let me off the floor so we can have a fair fight? None of this pathetic hitting me while my back is turned.
Jamie: Listen up. You're a doctor. You must have some knowledge of contaminants -- biotoxins, chemical toxins, infections, viruses, blah, blah.
David: Oh, yeah, and I still have one in mind for you. Fortunately for mankind, it requires me killing the few brain cells you have.
Jamie: Well, check this out. You, Dr. Hayward, are a big-ass infection to my family -- Dixie, my dad, my brother, hell, even your own daughter and grandson. I may not have my medical degree yet, but even a rookie like me knows this much -- infections have to be contained.
Girl: Are you kidding me? There's nothing you can do to help me?
Erin: Not immediately.
Girl: That's just flipping fantastic!
Erin: Three carjackings, leading the cops on a high-speed chase, two cars wrecked, refusing to give your name, driving without a license -- I just don't think there is any way anybody could get you out of here tonight.
Girl: Don't I get a free lawyer or something?
Erin: Yes. The Miranda Center does have legal consultants who provide their services pro bono.
Girl: Cool. Get one over here.
Erin: I intend to, first thing tomorrow morning.
Girl: Tomorrow? Are you high? No way I'm spending the night in this hole!
Adam: Oh, I knew it. You're glad I came in here. You wanted me to come in here.
Krystal: I'm still mad at you.
Krystal: But I could be persuaded to declare a ceasefire for a little spousal communion. It is a national holiday.
Adam: Oh. I hoped you'd finally come around to my way of thinking.
[Krystal and Adam laugh]
Adam: What? I don't hear anything. Do you hear anything?
Krystal: No, no. I don't hear anything.
Krystal: You know that thing that we don't hear? I still hear it.
Adam: No. No, you don't.
Krystal: Yeah, I do, I do, and I don't think they're going away.
Adam: What? What?
Kendall: You know what? You are right. I'm completely pooped, my mind is like mush, and honestly, I have no idea what I'm babbling about.
Ryan: I could always -- I could try another noise, another sound. I mean, I haven't even got to waterfalls yet.
Kendall: Well, that's very sweet, but I think I'm just going to go with the blank slate strategy -- total peace and quiet.
Ryan: Whatever works. Good night.
Kendall: Good night.
Kendall's voice: I could've been asleep in my coma and just dreamed Ryan said he loved me. Do people dream in comas? Hmm. Maybe it was a fantasy. No, that doesn't make sense. Why would I fantasize about Ryan saying mushy things to me instead of my husband? But when I asked Zach about the things I remembered him saying while I was unconscious, he said they were all true. Could this be true, too? Is Ryan really in love with me? Oh, my God. If he is -- whoa. He did act kind of freaked out when I said I remembered. Oh, no, no, maybe he was just stressed because I wasn't sleeping. Or maybe --
Krystal: Chill out, ok? You're going to have another stroke.
Adam: I can't waste a second. This is -- how can this be happening?
Krystal: We'll talk about it on the way over there, all right?
Adam: No, no, you're not going.
Krystal: Adam, you cannot drive. You are a wreck.
Adam: No, I'm fine.
Krystal: Oh, but, Adam --
Adam: No, no. I really appreciate your being willing to help, darling. I really do, but I've got to do this by myself.
Krystal: Adam, wait.
Di: When I swore on your -- your mama's big old Bible that I'd never tell a soul that you were alive, I kept that promise, even though it cost me everything, even knowing what it cost you and your family.
Dixie: And I will always be grateful.
Di: Then let me do this. I need to do this.
Di: Ok. I swear before God that no matter what happens between you and Tad, if you find your way back to one another, if you don't, I am giving up all hope of having him back for myself. And I further swear that I will never stop looking for Kate. I will look for my niece as long as it takes and won't stop until she's in your arms again.
Dixie: Thank you.
Di: Oh. I mean, we've gotten in some pretty big fights. We haven't even known each other that long. We didn't grow up together. But, Dixie, I mean, you're still my sister. I want us to be close, you know? I want us to share things. I want to rely on you, for you to rely on me, to support each other like a real family. Because, good God, isn't that what life is all about, family?
[Fireworks continue exploding as the cops try to get Josh to leave.]
Josh: Don't -- don't you touch me.
[Josh is shaken when Derek hands him the framed photo of himself which was with his father.]
[Ryan and Kendall take turns stealing glances at each other as they try to sleep.]
Girl: Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on, come on. Come on, come on. Daddy?
Girl: You came.
Adam: Oh, Colby, Colby! My sweet, precious baby. Oh, are you all right? What have they done to you?
David: Why don't you run home like a good little boy before I really have to hurt you?
Jamie: Funny -- my mom and my dad, they raised me to be a good boy. But I'm not a boy anymore, and I'm not all that good, either. Let's just say recent events have changed me, taken me to a much darker place. Suddenly, I'm capable of anything, and I really don't care about the consequences. So you know what that makes me, don't you?
Jamie: Dangerous. So believe me when I say this -- something very, very bad will happen to you if you don't stay away from my family. Got it?
David: Yeah, go ahead and run off. Be a coward just like your father.
[Jamie holds a vial of truth serum he just stole from David.]
Jamie: Greg Madden, here I come.
Derek: We'll know more after an autopsy, but according to the medical examiner, it appears your father died recently, within the last couple of hours.
Josh: I don't understand.
Tad: They found Greg Madden.
Derek: A breathing tube, water bottles, energy bars, a microphone.
Tad: He's dead. Madden's dead.
Josh: My father was buried alive?
Dixie: So, it's over. We'll never find our daughter.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Zach: Are children like dogs? Can they sense fear in people?
Kendall: I'm nervous. I'm not afraid.
Zach: Let's go.
Del: This was such a dumb idea. What a disaster.
Di: Shut up, Del.
Josh (to Dixie): You caused this. You killed my father.
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