All My Children Transcript Monday 9/11/06
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David: Mrs. Vandergast, over this past week, I have lavished your heart with my time, attention, and enormous talent. Now I expect something in return.
Mrs. Vandergast: Such a flirt. How many groupies does he have on this floor?
Julia: Iím not sure, but I Ė I think youíre it. No, actually, Iím Ė Iím positive. Definitely, youíre his one and only. Probably in the whole recorded history of the hospital --
David: Ok, thank you, Julia. Mrs. Vandergast, this is between us, no one else.
Mrs. Vandergast: Iím happily married, Dr. Hayward.
David: I would never dream of asking you to break any vows, Mrs. Vandergast. You can thank me by marveling at my skill, getting rest, and taking fluids. And before you ask -- no, that does not mean champagne cocktails.
[Mrs. Vandergast chuckles]
[Knock on door]
Joe: I know it's late. The question is, am I too late?
Simone: Ladies, it is time to regroup, refresh, and renew.
Danielle: Oh, no, thank you.
Simone: Oh, please, you're joking.
Danielle: Oh, so when the club gets shut down for underage drinking, you'll tell Kendall it's your fault? You peer-pressured me into some bubbly?
Simone: How do I forget that? Fine. Ok, just more for us adults.
Erin: No, no, no, no, no.
Simone: Oh, come on, you are more than legal.
Erin: Ooh, and I am more than exhausted. I drink this, I will pass out, drown in the glass, and then it's all over the news. "ConFusion -- the club that bores you to death."
Simone: You're pathetic. I'm embarrassed to even know you. I mean, what does a girl have to do around here to find someone to drink with?
Josh: Should I pour it myself? Save you the trouble? Save myself a tip? Yo, come on already!
Erica: I should have called first. You look so tired.
Kendall: Yeah, brutal day, for everyone.
Erica: I know it's a ridiculous time for a visit. I -- I really don't even know why I'm here.
Kendall: Don't lie to me, Mom. Yes, you do. And so do I. So, what are you going to do about it?
[Erica reaches out and hugs her daughter.]
Kendall: Come on in. Can I get you some tea? Water? Spike recommends the lukewarm baby formula.
Erica: Well, maybe some tea, but not right now.
Kendall: You'd rather watch me fold baby clothes?
Erica: Well, no, let me help you.
Erica: I'll get the tea.
Kendall: Ah. Can you believe this is me now? I'm folding clothes, mixing formula, making goo-goo sounds and funny faces. And puppies -- suddenly I smile and look at puppies on the street. I don't want a puppy. They're poo factories. So why do I suddenly fantasize about Spike and a puppy growing up together? Playing with Miranda and the little pound pup that I owe her? Don't -- don't laugh at me. Well, go ahead, actually. You can laugh at me.
Erica: Well, you call your son "Spike." I can only imagine what you'll call your dog.
Kendall: That's not funny, Mom. It's not funny. I'm serious here. I'm really serious. This is who I am right now. And I still can't cook, or even fold a onesie, but here I am, trying, anyway. I'm ridiculous.
Erica: You're remarkable. I'm really glad that I'm here to see this, shocking as the new you is.
Kendall: You are here. After all that time that I spent pushing you away.
Erica: It was another lifetime. It was another you.
Kendall: Yeah. I had so much hate. And -- and so much of it was aimed right at you.
Erica: Hmm. I think that gave me practice for Josh. I should actually say thank you.
Kendall: I think that Josh hates what happened and how screwed up everything is. Maybe he doesn't hate you.
Erica: Well, Josh thinks that he has every reason to hate me. I would be an idiot not to see that.
Kendall: Yeah, but, Mom, that kind of hate is poison. Sometimes I just -- I want to shake him. And I want to tell him that he's wasting time and wasting life. I spent so much of my life wanting revenge on you. I wanted to beat you. Most of all, I wanted to love you. And I really, really wanted you to love me, too, even though I couldn't admit it to myself. And I think under all of this crud, Josh has got to want his mother's love, too. And you do love him. If he could just see it now, instead of later --
Josh: Thank you. Don't go anywhere this time. This is just the first round. I'll be going for the tasting menu.
Bartender: You got it.
Jeff: I didn't say anything.
Josh: Well, not out loud, but in your head, you're practically screaming your head off. What is it this time? You want to lobby me to come back to the hospital?
Jeff: No, you made your decision. I respect it.
Josh: Oh, so what is it, Erica, then? You want me to soothe her fragile ego? God forbid someone not worship the queen of talk.
Jeff: No, I don't worry about Ericaís ego. I never have, never will.
Josh: Oh, so then what? You came to make a pitch for Dr. Joe or maybe your jackass nephew Jamie? Or maybe you want to talk about Babe.
Jeff: Do you really want to do this? Today of all days?
Josh: Bull's-eye. Sure, just play the guilt card. I go off on you, and then the terrorists win. Is that it? Well, you know what? Forget this, and forget you.
Jeff: Go ahead, take your best shot. Chances are slim to none. Now, sit down and have a drink. No guilt, no advice.
Joe: I'd be angry at me, too, after what happened at the hospital with Josh. Jamie, I made a mistake. I know I gave you every reason to think that I chose Josh over you, but you're part of my life. You always will be. But Josh is my grandson, too. He's a grandson I never expected. And when I thought I was going to lose him, I panicked and made a bad decision. Now it looks like I'm going to lose you. I love you, Jamie. You're a good man. You're a good grandson. And I don't want you to leave town. Especially not because I did something stupid.
Jamie: I'm not leaving. You're stuck with me.
Joe: Why did you let me go on like that?
Jamie: Because you owed me that.
Joe: Yeah. Yeah, I guess I did.
Jamie: And besides, it never hurts to hear someone cares about you.
Julia: I asked a question. I want a real answer.
David: You assume I was listening.
Julia: Well, I know you were listening, because I complimented you just to make sure.
David: And then said I was a rotten human being.
Julia: You were listening.
David: And yet, I wasn't interested. Go figure.
Julia: You saved this woman's life.
David: She could still die, Julia. In fact, itís a guarantee she will.
Julia: Well, someday. Not today. You saved her life, and then you flirted with her and -- God, I can't believe I'm going to say this -- you were charming. It doesn't make sense.
David: You need to catch up, sweetheart. Even those who hate me know I'm the best at what I do.
Julia: Which tonight included flirting with a septuagenarian.
David: It's been clinically proven emotional well-being aids in the recovery process.
Julia: Ok. I'm just trying to figure this out. What are you? Are you a cold-hearted SOB, or are you a warm, fuzzy lifesaver?
David: How the hell did you ever get this job? You could be even more dense than your young lover, Martin.
Julia: I'm just trying to get a handle on you.
David: You had a handle on me once. It's a shame you let me go.
Julia: Oh, you're demented.
David: Yeah, and I'm bored with this conversation. So here's the nutshell. I don't give a damn about life. I don't believe in a higher power. I don't save lives to help make up for my past crimes. As a general rule, I don't care whether a person lives or dies, unless that person is my patient. Then, and only then, do I fight like hell.
Julia: Because you care.
David: No, because I hate to lose. It's an insult to my intelligence and to my expertise. Call it me giving the finger to nature.
Julia: It's an answer. But I want the truth. You are full of it. You care about Mrs. Vandergast.
David: I save lives, because that's what people pay me to do. It's an honest transaction.
Julia: A transaction?
Julia: This isn't a bank.
David: All life is a bank, Julia. And every relationship a transaction. You give and you get. And if you're smart, you get more than you give. Me and Mrs. Vandergast -- she and her insurance company pay me very good money to keep her alive -- which includes me charming her and her smiling in return. It's a good, honest fake. You, on the other hand, with that amusing, yet nauseating relationship with Jamie -- that, my dear, is a big fat lie.
Julia: You don't know anything about it.
David: You idiot. You let him get to you.
Jamie: What a hell of a day.
Joe: Well, at least one good thing happened.
Jamie: If you count me staying because of my dad -- who, by the way, plans to testify against my stepmom in a murder case.
Joe: Hmm. Is that the only reason you're staying?
Jamie: You mean Julia?
Jamie: Oh, God, Mom didn't go to you, did she?
Joe: No. It always seemed apparent to me that there was more going on between you than just supply closets.
Jamie: Yeah. I mean, Juliaís great. Um -- I told her I was leaving, but I'll just tell her I'm staying. And she'll be fine with that. It's the way she is.
Joe: Well -- to health, happiness, and the optimism of youth.
Julia: Go to hell. I'm not talking to you.
David: You actually fell in love with that lox? Of all the stupid, careless things you could have done.
Julia: I was smart enough to run screaming from you.
David: When you first came to town, you were harsh and bitter. And you wanted nothing more than to bury any sense of feeling in a healthy dose of hedonism. Now, this? Man, you need to snap out of it, sweetheart. You made a huge mistake. You dumped meaningless sex with me for something truly distasteful with Martin. Yeah, well, obviously, that has crashed and burned, so now you have a second chance. Save yourself.
Julia: By falling back in bed with you?
David: Is that an offer?
Julia: That's a nightmare.
David: You need to get over this caring garbage, darling. It's useless.
Julia: Do you actually believe this junk that you spew out, or is it just for shock value?
David: What? Am I protecting a fragile heart with a gruff exterior?
David: No. The heart is an organ, nothing more, nothing less. Its function is to pump blood, not make you cry at chick flicks. And as for my tender emotions? Well, I guess they toughened up once I saw my father swallow the barrel of a gun. A heart does not equal emotions, Julia. You're a medical professional. You need to learn that or get out.
Danielle: Ok, the Shirley Temple thing was weak. This kiddie sugarfest is just plain obnoxious, Simone.
Erin: It's ok.
Simone: Yeah, if you don't drink and get silly, you can at least eat chocolate and be happy. You have heard of comfort food?
Erin: Simone, I'll eat her share.
Simone: Oh --
Erin: It's no biggie.
Simone: Oh, no, we'll split it.
Danielle: Uh-uh! No, you wonít.
Erin: Listen, missy, you just said --
Danielle: Step away from my marshmallow.
Erin: Oh, my God. Oh, it is stupid how good this is. Mmm.
Simone: Oh, yeah. Rich, soft, soon to be crunchy -- in harmony and balance. And, you know, this is a recipe for world peace.
Danielle: You drank that whole bottle by yourself, didn't you?
Simone: Let me enjoy, ok? Life has enough of horrible, awful, "can't bear to relive them" moments. This is one that doesn't suck, so let's embrace it, shall we?
Erin: Oh, I am. I'm embracing it with my taste buds.
Simone: Mmm. You know what? If you kill my chocolate buzz, I swear to you --
Palmer: Hey, Myrtle -- Myrtle, what are you doing here?
Myrtle: I'd say the same about you. My personal ad said "upbeat, full of adventure." Not -- not somebody who is cranky and dull and boring.
Palmer: Myrtle -- Myrtle, you little devil -- you're perusing this bar. If you are, just count me out.
Jeff: So, how do you like your job at Fusion?
Josh: Why? Should I hang my head in shame for marketing teen lipsticks instead of saving lives?
Jeff: You know, why don't I give you a rain check on that drink, huh? Let you have some time to yourself.
Josh: Well, way to step up, Dad. Good to see you're in it for the long haul.
Erica: Can you even imagine anything so beautiful?
Kendall: Sometimes, when I look at him, I forget what I'm thinking or saying or doing, because he's just so incredible. And then other times, he just feels like he's a part of me. Like he's always been a part of me, and he always will be. Does that make sense?
Erica: Oh, yes. But take my word for it, he's always amazing. I mean, look at his beautiful eyelashes.
Erica: Look at the way his little forehead crinkles.
Kendall: God, do I even deserve such a perfect child?
Erica: Of course, you do. And you're in love.
Kendall: I'm in fear.
Erica: Of what?
Kendall: Oh, nothing much. Just the universe, and everything that's in it.
Erica: Oh, honey, that's -- that's just a phase.
Kendall: Yeah, I've only had it since the day he was born.
Erica: Kendall, you are very, very strong.
Kendall: No, Mother, you are very strong. And so is Bianca. Me -- I'm -- I'm right there in the bottom 3%. I just don't know if I can do this. I'm inept, useless.
Erica: No, you're not. And anyway, honey, I mean, even if you wanted to -- and I know you don't -- it's a little late to change your mind about being a mother.
Kendall: Well, that doesn't mean that I'm good at it.
Erica: But you are. You're a wonderful mother. Honey, I've seen you. You're loving, and you're -- you're attentive, and you're completely in tune to little Spike's needs.
Kendall: Mom, half the time I pick him up, I still feel like I'm going to drop him.
Erica: Well, you're not, and he's not going to break.
Kendall: Oh -- how do you know that?
Erica: I know that. You're going to have to take my word for it.
Kendall: Look at him. Mom, look at itty-bitty little him.
Kendall: It was hard enough keeping him safe when he was inside of me, and now I barely have control over Spike's home. For the longest time, he -- he heard Zachís voice, he saw Zachís face, he felt Zachís touch. And now -- poof, not anymore.
Erica: You want to talk about Zach?
Kendall: This is about Spike and what I can't give him.
Erica: Honey, right now, your world is upside down, but it's not always going to be that way.
Kendall: It's not just my world, Mother. It's the world's world. It's big and scary and scary and big.
Erica: And that's why we have got to do our best to get through.
Kendall: I've been thinking of a safe room -- yeah, very, very chic, very trendy, sort of modern decor and -- and I was thinking I could keep Spike there for the next few years, maybe until he's 20 or maybe even 30. After that, you're on your own, mister.
Erica: And right now, you think that you are half serious.
Kendall: Yeah, only because I am. Mom, he's -- he's a baby.
Erica: He's a Kane baby. What do you want him to do -- hide in the basement, hide from life, be afraid of life?
Kendall: Well, if that'll keep him safe, yeah. Hell, yeah, I want that.
Erica: Kendall, your baby is going to be beyond strong and beyond confident, and he's going to want to conquer the world. And given his amazing gene pool, I think he's got a pretty damn good shot at it.
Kendall: Ok, well, I don't want him conquering anything but this living room until everything outside that door is peaceful and safe and no one can ever hurt him.
Erica: Oh, honey. I wish that were possible.
Kendall: Well, it has to be possible -- for Spike and -- and Miranda and --
Erica: And for every other child, I know. I really do know. That's why we have to be vigilant and protective.
Kendall: If anything ever happens to him, I will die. I will curl up and die.
Erica: Look. He's going to get hurt, ok? He's going to fall off his tricycle and skin his knee and -- and, you know, he's going to go to the playground, and some big old bully is going to just choose him to be a target for no reason at all.
Kendall: Yeah, well, I will snap that weasel like a twig.
Erica: That's my girl. I know you will.
Kendall: Yeah. I mean, skinned knees -- I can handle skinned knees just fine. If that's the worst that can happen to him, then I can handle it. But I hate watching the news. I hate reading the newspaper. I mean, if I watch a crime show, it completely puts me over the edge. My son is this huge part of my soul now, Mother. And I never, ever saw it coming. So if anyone hurts him, if anyone ever causes him any pain, I don't know what I would do. But how do I stop my son from being in pain?
Erica: Oh, honey. I know exactly how you feel. And I do wish that I had the answers -- for all of us.
Josh: Don't drag this out any longer.
Jeff: Well, cut me a break and give me a hint.
Josh: You know what? I don't do hints. I do straight to your face, no BS.
Jeff: Perfect. Then tell me to my face, no BS. What are the general topics of conversation that won't set you off? Hmm? Maybe you can e-mail me a list of people, places, or events that you object to, facial expressions that you find acceptable. Oh, my jacket -- was the collar too much?
Josh: Enough already, all right? I get it.
Jeff: Josh, we are connected. No matter how crazy it makes you, you and I have a shared past that neither of us knew anything about. We can let that define us in how we relate, or we can recover and try and make some sense of it. Either way, we -- we have to try and figure out what it is exactly we want from each other.
Josh: Well, that's easy, because I don't want anything from you.
Jeff: Maybe, maybe not. But if you do, you have to admit it to yourself first before you admit it to me.
Palmer: Why aren't you and Opal out under a gypsy tent somewhere, reading palms, tarot cards, crystal balls? Anything you do.
Myrtle: Opal -- what a good idea. I'm going to call her and ask her to join us.
Palmer: Oh, now, wait, wait just a moment. There is no "us." I'm at my little table, you're at your little table.
Myrtle: Yes, and they're practically together. I'll get her.
Palmer: No, no, no, no. How many drinks do I have to buy you to get you to just put that phone down?
Myrtle: Well, let's find out.
Bartender: Can I get you another?
Myrtle: I would love it, yes. And put it on this gentleman's tab.
Erin: Hmm. Well, living in the past would be a fat slice of hell, the last place I'd ever want to visit.
Danielle: Why, because now is such a happening good time?
Erin: Hmm, compared to this time last year? Well, let's see -- I had one brother who was out of his mind, locked in a secret room, and another brother who I thought I hated and the world thought was dead. Hmm. Was that a party, or what?
Danielle: "Party"? Try wedding. I mean, I had to do the "speak now" thing before my mother said "I do" to some creepy pervy crime boss.
Simone: I had Ethan. We were just beginning to fall in love.
Erin: He sounds like he was a wonderful man, Simone. I'm sorry.
Simone: Oh, don't be. I mean, I didn't -- I don't mean it like that. Of course -- yeah, of course, you should be sorry or can be sorry that Ethanís gone. I'm sorry that he's gone every day, every second, but, you know, we've all been through horrible things and yet we're all here, right? That's life. And when a story ends, it's just the beginning of another.
Danielle: Yeah, if you call the tweaked, practical joke from up above making sense.
Erin: My, my, my. She's very young to be so cynical.
Danielle: Hello. Mommy and Daddy fight crime for a living, then Mommy tried to marry it.
Erin: All right. You know, we've got our battle wounds, but, heck, we've made it this far. That, my friends, makes us the lucky ones.
Erin: Mean, you can't even turn on the TV -- today of all days -- and not feel that, you know?
Simone: She's right. I mean, we can come off an awful day from work, sit here with our friends, and spend money on comfort food.
Erin: And -- and we don't have to go home and be afraid of what we might find there, and that is a gift that we've got to pay back. We got to help others with the bad stuff, too.
Danielle: Well, I'm too selfish to be that giving so -- and I'm ok with that.
Simone: Oh, come off it. Oh, you're so full of it. I could call you at 3:00 in the morning sobbing hysterically, and you would come running over and hold my hand all night long.
Danielle: So what? You're like family. We're one of those urban tribes the media drools over.
Erin: Mm-hmm, and see, that would be you making her point -- you two are family.
Danielle: Oh, no. You're not getting out of this if I can't. If we're family, so are you.
Erin: Really? I'm -- I'm your tribe?
Simone: Well, she's a cynic, not a liar.
Danielle: If you blub, I'm leaving.
Julia: David, wait. Was that true, what you said before about your father?
David: You see, there's your problem right there -- I call you an idiot and still you want to feel my pain.
Julia: It's a horrible thing to go through.
David: You've been to hell and back half a dozen times. You don't see me reaching out.
Julia: Maybe you can't.
David: Oh, my gosh. Could you be even more naive? Life is ugly and brutal and nasty and vicious. You either step up, you match life ugly with ugly, or you become emotional roadkill. This thing you have going on with Jamie, this whole "sad eyes" thing once I mentioned his name?
Julia: My eyes weren't sad.
David: Oh -- he hurt you, Julia. I don't know how, and believe me, I don't care to know the details, but he hurt you and it didn't have to happen. Ok? But you had to open up. You had to reach out. Well, hey, what did it get you? A couple of sad eyes. My professional opinion -- don't care, Julia. You care, you become destroyed. And obviously, that's no way to live.
Jamie: Round 2?
Joe: No, no, no, no, not for me, thanks. You need your rest. Yeah, you miss a couple of days of med school, it -- it takes a while to get back in gear, you know, but you'll do it.
Jamie: Actually, I've been meaning to talk to you about that.
Jamie: The part of me that thought that I always wanted to be in medicine -- actually, I -- I'm not really sure about that anymore. I don't know, it's weird. I -- I always expected that to be there.
Joe: You mean sort of like our old house before it was taken away by the tornado?
Jamie: Yeah, exactly.
Jamie: You guys lost so much.
Joe: Well, we could've lost a lot more, believe me. You know, your dad -- he was badly hurt, you know, touch-and-go for quite a long time. I used to sit in the hospital looking at him when he was unconscious, and I could see the little boy he was when he first came to town. Hmm. Well, anyway, house went but Tad recovered, and he came back to us.
Jamie: So you're saying my desire for medicine will come back to me?
Joe: Ah, forget medicine. If you go back to it, you go back to it. If you don't, you don't.
Jamie: Ok, that's just crazy talk.
Joe: Well --
Jamie: You're kind of starting to freak me out right now.
Joe: You're here, we're here, and we're all family. You haven't lost anything that really matters.
Erica: Kendall? Listen to me, honey. This is important. You can love him, but you can't smother him. Teach him to be part of the world, not to hide from it, not to be afraid of it. You teach him to see the danger and to find a way around it or through it. And if he can't, and if the danger hurts him, then you teach him how to get right back up and face it again. You teach him that no matter how dark things look, there is always light and there is hope. He just has to find it. And so do you, honey. Your fire is your most gorgeous feature. It's what makes you you. Don't lose it because of the trial, or because of any events of the past. Give your son you, without fear. That's what he needs. That's what he deserves.
Erica: Ok, I'm going to go. I'm going to let you rest.
Kendall: No, don't -- don't leave. We're not done.
Erica: Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm very sorry.
Kendall: Mother, you came for a reason. And -- and it's not to give me motherhood tips.
Erica: I came to say I love you. I love you, and I love Spike. And I'm just so glad, and I thank God that you're in my life.
Kendall: I know.
Erica: And you know that's why I came.
Kendall: Yes. I know that you love me. I know that you love me to the moon and back and to the whole sky, and everything else that's in the books I read Spike. And I know that you love me as much as you love Bianca. And I know that I mean the world to you, and that it kills you to see me afraid or in pain.
Erica: Are you trying to make me cry?
Kendall: No, I'm letting you know. I'm telling you that I know. And I'm telling you that you damn well better know how much I love you.
Erica: Well, when you put it so nicely --
Kendall: Listen, when something happens, ok, if there is like a meteor or aliens or something or if there's like a locust famine and -- and we fight and say awful things to each other, and then the worst happens, I'll know that you still love me.
Erica: And I'll know that you love me. And I know sometimes you think that I don't understand you. And you're right -- sometimes I donít. Oh, God, but I love you, and I know you love me, no matter what.
Kendall: So if we don't see it or hear it --
Erica: It doesn't matter, because we know -- we know in our hearts.
[After hugging her mother tightly, Kendall hands Erica a photo of herself holding Spike.]
Erica: Oh. Oh, that's beautiful. Oh, honey, I'm going to put it right next to the picture of us and Bianca and Miranda.
Kendall: Good. Yeah -- Monaís legacy, strong women. How did I end up with a boy? I -- I feel guilty for screwing it up.
Erica: Oh, donít. Mona sent you Spike. Mona sent Spike to all of us.
Kendall: And Josh?
Erica: It's the beginning of a new Kane legacy -- strong Kane women and the strong men they create.
Josh: And with that --
Jeff: Right behind you.
Josh: Did you just crack ice?
Jeff: It's a bad habit. It makes my dentist --
Josh: Dentist crazy.
Jeff: You, too?
Josh: Yeah, it's the first thing I say when I walk in there. I say, "You lecture me about the ice chewing --"
Jeff: "And I'm out of here."
Josh: That's so weird.
Jeff: Not so much. Hey, I -- I can take care of another round if you want.
Josh: I could stick around for another one.
Palmer: You are a danger to yourself. All those flea-ridden stray humans that you collect, you're like that crazy old cat lady only -- let me tell you -- these cats rob you blind.
Myrtle: Is it to prove to yourself that you're still alive? Is that why you're so unpleasant?
Palmer: Well, any man would be unpleasant married to Opal that many years. Now, you can call her up and tell her that if you want to. You go right ahead.
Myrtle: You really -- you really are like a snake, aren't you?
Palmer: Yeah. And you're the same old dotty pigeon.
Myrtle: Yeah, and we're still here.
Palmer: You bet. We are still here.
Simone: Oh, I think I'm going to have a tummy ache.
Danielle: And nightmares. I'm so calling both of you --
Danielle: If I wake up crying.
Erin: You better, missy.
Simone: Well, the tribe has spoken.
[Once alone, Julia cries then stops herself and dries her tears.]
Julia: No. No more.
Jamie: Feel good about the Eagles this year?
Joe: They're going to go all the way.
Jamie: You know that, after only one game into the regular season?
Joe: It's a new year, it's a new season, new hope. Hey, that's the way the game works, hmm?
Kendall: Hello, my handsome, strong, wonderful boy. You are going to take on the world, aren't you? And you're going to make it a better place. But you won't be alone. Mommy will be with you. Mommy will be here. Mommy's always here. Mommy's always here. Huh.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Jonathan (to Ryan): What's going on?
Ryan (to Jonathan): It's as bad as it gets. Terry's been here since last week.
[At the tree house, Terry reveals himself to a startled Lily.]
[Tad stands behind Derek while Zach faces them.]
Derek: Cuff him.
Officer: Which one?
Derek: The guilty one.
J.R.: Jesse McCartney, ladies and gentlemen!
Jesse (sings to Colby): Į Right where you want me Į
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