All My Children Transcript Wednesday 11/1/06
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Tad: Hayward's locks are overrated.
Ryan: Yeah, he can pay for his doors. I'm going to check the bedrooms.
Tad: I'm on the computer. You see any sign of Emma?
Ryan: I got nothing!
Tad: Well, keep looking. There's got to be something. Come on, Dixie. Where did you take that little girl?
Dixie: Emma, would you like a drink or something to eat before we get on the plane?
[Dixie gasps as someone places his hand on her shoulder.]
Jonathan: Damn it! Listen, Annie, we're going to get your daughter back. Ok? Whoever did this -- they're going to get nowhere near her ever again.
David: I'm sorry, Dixie. I didn't mean to startle you.
Dixie: What are you doing here, David?
David: I just brought another toy for Emma to keep her busy on the plane.
Dixie: Oh, my God, what am I doing?
David: You're making sure Emma gets back together with her mommy. Isn't that right, darling?
Emma: I'll be with Mommy soon.
David: Yes, you will. That is a beautiful color you have there.
Emma: It's my favorite. It's Mommy’s favorite, too.
David: It's your mommy's favorite, too? Well, that's your favorite, too. Right, Dixie? It's a private charter. The flight plan will miraculously disappear once you land.
Dixie: So it'll be just the two of us?
David: Yes. The two of you starting a whole new life together. A wonderful life, Dixie, a life you deserve.
David: It's what you've always wanted, Dixie. Have a great life. Take care.
Dixie: What are you drawing, sweetheart?
Emma: A picture for my mommy.
Annie: Maybe they -- they found Emma, and they just can't get ahold of us. Where's the phone?
Erin: It's right there.
Annie: Oh. Oh. Are you sure your cell phone's on?
Erin: Yeah, it is. It's right here, it's fully charged. Annie, how about I just -- I go make a few calls just in case?
Jonathan: Dixie couldn't do this alone. Tad. How could they do this to you? How could -- how could they do this to anyone?
Annie: Oh, I don't want to do this to you, Jonathan. You -- you lost Lily, took on Terry. My problems are taking over your life again.
Jonathan: No. It's not taking me away from anything. I don't have a life anymore. No one else needs me now.
[Music plays as Amanda sits eating alone.]
Singer: I feel you fall in to step on the wall
Sean: One diet, coming at you.
Colby: Oh. Thanks. We make a good team.
Sean: Had worse. I got the check.
Colby: Ok, I'm not going to turn down free food. You know, you are a freaking genius to say that we should start over.
Sean: Yeah. I'm not just a pretty picture.
Colby: Well, you don't have to get all naked and sweaty to have a good time.
Babe: This is J.R.’s office. What are you doing?
Josh: I thought it was pretty obvious.
Babe: Josh –
[As Josh kisses Babe, J.R. places his hand on his office’s doorknob.]
J.R.: Did you get it?
Woman: Not yet, Mr. Chandler.
J.R.: Why not?
Woman: The delivery came via security guard. No one's allowed to sign for it but you.
J.R.: Why can't you get -- never mind. I'll get it myself.
Babe: What were you thinking?
Josh: How beautiful you are.
Babe: No, seriously, Josh.
Josh: I'm completely serious.
Babe: Why did you kiss me?
Josh: You know why. I want you, Babe. And you still want me.
Colby: Did that really work for the multiple-choice test?
Sean: Only if it was a verbal pop quiz. See, if everybody thought it was true, they hold a fist, and if it was false, a flat hand.
Colby: Ok. So we should try it and see what's what.
Sean: Well, see what the smart kids think, and don't listen to the morons.
Colby: Sweet system. Ok, it's November.
Sean: School rocks. So false.
Colby: Yeah. We make a good team.
Sean: You're not so bad when you're not trying to get somebody locked in jail.
Colby: Well, I'm going to the fall dance. As -- uh -- as a group, I mean. We're going to get the crew together and get a limo and check out the dance and then cruise out. But we're not going to do any of that corsage stuff -- that is for losers and, you know, the kind of people who think that dance stuff matters. So we'll probably pop open the cork and crank the music, and -- uh -- maybe hit the hot tub afterwards, get back some of that summer heat.
[While Colby chatters on, Sean stares at Amanda.]
Babe: We are done, Josh. We ended it.
Josh: You ended it, not me.
Babe: Yes, and I thought we were on the same page.
Josh: I want you, you want me, I love you. The type is pretty damn big on that page.
Babe: And I am staying with my husband.
Josh: You know, you can drink all the cold drinks you want, take all the cold showers -- you can't stop how you feel.
Babe: You had a chance to tell J.R. at the Valley Inn when David went off on us, and you didn't take it.
Josh: I told you I wouldn’t.
Babe: Because you understand that I need to protect my marriage.
Josh: Well, that sounds pretty noble, but noble's not me, never has been.
Babe: Yes, you are.
Josh: Look, you see whatever you want to see. It's the same slack you gave J.R., and neither of us deserve it. I wasn't protecting your marriage, I was protecting you -- and I was protecting me again. Once a golden child, always a golden child -- do whatever I can to look good in front of the woman I love.
Babe: You are good. You're a good man, Josh.
Josh: Yeah. As long as I kept you thinking that, you'd come running to me as soon as you gave J.R. the boot. Your dad is a jerk, but he knew my motivation -- you.
Ryan: There are no toys, no kids' clothes -- nothing.
Tad: Ah, keep looking. There's got to be something. I got no reservations.
Ryan: None? Did you check everything?
Tad: Yeah -- trains, planes, buses, even cabs. In case he wants to give them a personal escort, he probably thinks he's got himself a new family. We got to figure out where he's going to take them on vacation.
Ryan: Unlikely. Suitcases are still here, everything's still here.
Tad: What about the kitchen?
Ryan: I'm there.
Tad: Come on, Hayward, there's got to be a clue somewhere -- you're not that smart.
Ryan: I got something.
Tad: Froot hoops?
Tad: Not exactly part of a balanced breakfast for a cardiac surgeon, is it?
Ryan: Unless Hayward’s regressed.
Tad: You think David’s into scrapbooking?
Ryan: What is this?
David: It's my buddy list, and you two made it right to the top. A little late for breakfast, don't you think?
Tad: Where is she? What have you done with her?
David: What? Has Dixie bolted on you again, Tad? Hmm. Boy, you have the hardest time keeping track of your soul mate.
Ryan: Where did you send Emma and Dixie?
Dixie: Emma, honey, are you ready to go on a trip? Can you grab your book? Good girl.
Emma: Wait, we can't go. I have to go home and get my bear. I have to go home and get my bear first. Then we can fly and be with Mommy. I need Lulu Bear.
Dixie: Of course, you do. You always had her, right? I know just how you feel. You got this funny feeling in your tummy, like -- like things aren't right without her? You know what? That feeling is going to go away, because you are about to meet a whole new bear. And the fur might be a different color, and her nose might be pink instead of brown. But she is going to be an amazing, wonderful, new bear, and you're going to have a whole new set of adventures with her. And she'll listen to all your secrets. And she'll laugh with you, and she'll make you feel better when you're sad. That's how much this new bear will love you. You're going to feel all that love, every drop. Ok?
Emma: Can my new bear have a pink ribbon?
Dixie: Absolutely. Absolutely. Ok. You ready to get on the plane now?
Annie: Any word?
Erin: No. No sign at the Miranda Center or anywhere else I can think of.
Annie: How is this even possible? I am her mother.
Ryan: Emma's missing, and Dixie is missing.
Tad: And you know where they are.
David: I do know trespassing.
Ryan: You know what? Either you really like sugared cereal, or Emma’s been here recently.
David: Hey, it's all part of a balanced diet, you know?
Tad: Where is she?
David: What's the matter, Tad? Afraid Dixie might've done something that you wouldn't?
Ryan: You know what? Tad's about to do something to you, like put your head through the wall.
David: Hey, maybe Dixie went to have a life with her child. Come on, Tad. You never wanted that kid in the first place. Maybe you caught yourself a break.
Dixie: What do you say? Do we have a deal? Fly now, new bear later? A wonderful, new bear to love, to be your best friend? Ok.
Emma: I don't need a new bear as long as I have my mommy.
Babe: I will not have this conversation with you again, especially not in this office. And don't you ever pull anything like that kiss again.
Josh: Well, I can't guarantee that.
Babe: Do you see this picture, Josh? You are not in it. You are not part of my picture.
Josh: Well, maybe you should go digital next time. That way, you can crop people out easier.
Babe: Do you have any idea what that kiss could've done to our lives, with J.R. right outside the door?
Josh: I have a pretty good idea, Babe. What do you think? He would've been hurt, betrayed, angry.
Babe: Yes, yes, and wouldn't you be?
Josh: Or would he have lashed out, grabbed your precious picture and thrown it? Cursed the day he trusted you? Hurt you, hurt me, kill us? Tell me, Babe. How bad would it have gotten?
Babe: I'm not going to stand here and defend my husband or my marriage to you anymore. You and I are over. I made a choice, and it's hard and it hurts, but that's the way it has to be. We will be a family.
Josh: You're afraid of him.
Babe: No, I am afraid of hurting him.
Josh: If that's the only thing you're afraid of, you are making one crazy mistake.
Babe: No, if anyone is making a mistake, it's you by thinking you can get me by attacking my husband.
Josh: How is attacking J.R. to take an honest look at the guy? Do you think he has changed, Babe? Do you think it was the booze that made him a raging maniac? He hurt you dead sober. He will never stop hurting you. If it's not with a stack of cinderblocks, it'll be with something else -- with words or guilt or fear or an ice-cold stare. He will shut you out. He will make you doubt his love and yours. You will lose yourself.
Babe: J.R. is my future, and you are in my past.
Josh: I can't be in the same room with you without wanting to kiss you. But if you don't want to be with me, don't stay with him. You can't. Take your son and just --
Babe: Stop -- stop it. J.R. is my life, and we will be together, and no one can stop me. Not you, not my father -- no one.
J.R.: Hey, guys. What'd I miss?
Colby: What do you think? Fall dance -- are you in? Awesome. Ok, I will check out the limos. What do you think -- SUV or regular?
Colby: Hmm -- SUV, it's cooler. Oh, yeah -- and what about dinner before? Do you want to do sushi or tapas?
Colby: "Yeah" what? Sean? Ok, fine. We don't -- we don't have to go to the dance. We can skip the paparazzi. We could make it a strictly two-person house party if you want.
Sean: What? What'd you say?
Colby: Hello? You listening?
Sean: Yeah, yeah. Uh -- limo, dance.
Colby: Ok, maybe you'll hear this.
Sean: Whoa, no, no. Can't do that.
Babe: You didn't miss anything. Remember, I was going to come by and show you the new listings before I met with Marian?
J.R.: You sure? You seem ticked off. Josh say something to you?
Babe: No, I'm just -- really excited to show you the new houses. Excited to start our new life.
J.R.: I can't wait.
Colby: I thought we were starting over.
Sean: Yes -- as friends.
Colby: Friends have fun.
Sean: No, not -- not that kind of friends. No -- no late-night booty calls, no action -- you know, just how it should've been all along.
Colby: Yeah. Great. I -- I was just trying to get your attention, Sean.
Sean: Well, you got it.
Colby: You know, it's not like I got down on one knee and slipped a ring on your finger. It was a kiss. Get over it.
Sean: So I didn't give you the wrong idea?
Colby: Get over yourself. I -- I thought we were cool.
Sean: We are, as friends.
Colby: Hello? Yeah, friends -- that's great. I -- you said we should hang out, and so we are. If I gave you the wrong impression, I'm sorry.
Sean: No, you're right, all right? My bad. I -- I took it all wrong.
Colby: We hooked up. It's done.
Sean: We're just friends with a little action in the past.
Colby: Yeah, all over.
Sean: Well, I do think you're a good kid.
Colby: "Kid"? You're a year older.
Sean: Yeah, and your brother's a jerk. So, here I am -- big brother, reporting for duty.
Colby: Yeah. Great, awesome. I -- I got to go. My dad wants me home.
Sean: Cool. Whatever. I'm going to hang out here.
Colby: Yeah. See ya.
[Knock on door]
Annie: Oh, my God!
Annie: Oh, my God! Oh -- oh, you're home! Oh. Mommy's here. Mommy's here. (Sniffling)
Dixie: Emma wanted her mommy, so --
Annie: Are you ok? Are you ok? Did anybody hurt you?
Annie: No. No. Did you draw Mommy a picture? Oh, that's so pretty. That is a beautiful picture -- just like you. Yeah. You're my beautiful little girl, huh? Oh, I missed you. I missed you so much. I missed every little bit of you. Oh, did you miss Mommy, too? Yeah? Yeah, are you tired, baby girl? You're probably tired. Here -- well, because you didn't have Lulu Bear. Right? You probably missed Lulu Bear. Ok -- um -- let's get you to -- let's get you to bed, huh? Come here. Come here. Ok. Oh.
Erin: How could you?
Dixie: Don't worry, ok? She's fine. She has no idea what happened.
Jonathan: Don’t. Don't even begin to try to justify what you did. I'm calling Derek Frye. I don't even want to hear it from you, ok? You can explain it to him.
Dixie: Fine, call the cops. I -- I don't care. What I need is for Annie to listen to me. Can you help me with that?
Erin: Oh -- are you kidding?
Annie: You stole my daughter. You can rot in hell.
Dixie: I was wrong. God help me, I was so wrong.
David: You know something, Martin? You really need to keep better tabs on your family. You always seem to be a few steps behind. I mean, really -- keep up.
Ryan: Erin, you got something? Emma -- Emma’s safe. Dixie brought her back.
Tad: You did do it. You put her up to this.
Ryan: Ok, Erin, we'll be there as soon as we can, all right?
Tad: What is it? What is it, David? You always want something.
David: What I've always wanted -- Dixie to be happy.
Tad: And you're going to accomplish that by putting her in prison for the rest of her life for kidnapping somebody? Or are you just trying to punish her for not being stupid enough to fall into your arms?
Ryan: We're done. Let's get out of here.
David: No. We're anything but done.
Tad: Oh, hell, yeah, we are. I'm not about to let you get her locked up.
Annie: You are evil. You stalked us, then you stole my daughter. You stole her.
Dixie: I didn't take her.
Annie: No, you just hired an accomplice. There is nothing you can say right now that would make this all right.
Dixie: Can you listen just for a second, please?
Jonathan: Why? It's not going to change what you did.
Annie: God, you were -- you were so convincing at Tad’s, so concerned for the safety of Emma. Meanwhile, you had her stashed all along.
Dixie: I didn't know where she was then.
Jonathan: Oh, God, just stop lying.
Dixie: Look, she's home, she is safe, she's fine.
Jonathan: And what do you want? You want a reward? You want props for returning Emma back to her mother? No -- how about a medal for Dixie finally doing the right thing for once in her life? No, can -- can we just get this over with? Let's call the cops. I'm done with --
Erin: Shh, hey, keep it down. Emma's sleeping already.
Dixie: Can we just talk alone, please?
Annie: Jonathan, Erin? Thank you for everything. I need to do this.
Erin: Are you sure this is a good idea?
Annie: I'll -- I'll be fine. Please.
Jonathan: Ok. We'll be back.
Annie: You want to talk? Talk. But I will call the police and have you locked up.
Dixie: I was going to take her. I was going to take Emma and leave for good.
David: You're right. Emma is just Emma, no relation to you or Dixie whatsoever -- you keep telling yourself that. Forget that little girl in Ryan’s penthouse. Forget her eyes, Dixie’s eyes. Keep searching for Kate your whole life and never finding her, because you're too damn stupid. And then come and blame me when Dixie dies trying to find her.
Ryan: Ok, don't let him goad you on, Tad.
David: Come on, Tad. Tell me you don't believe me. Huh? Even just a little? Can you tell me that? Can you?
Sydney: What the hell, Colby?
Colby: I'll clue you in on the end -- they take out the trash.
Sydney: Are you kidding me? Give me back my book.
Colby: When you give me back my life.
Sydney: Maybe you should go get one first.
Colby: You know, Sean ditched me, and it's all your fault.
Sean: Hi. Amanda, right?
Amanda: Sean, Lily’s cousin.
Amanda: Oh, thanks.
Sean: That's right.
Amanda: Ooh -- oh, oh, my -- oh --
Sean: Oh, God, I'm so sorry. Here.
Amanda: No, it's ok. No, it's ok. I got it, I got it, ok, ok?
Sean: No -- here --
Amanda: I got it. Ok, that -- that is so not happening.
Sean: What? What? What? It was the act of a Good Samaritan. You looked thirsty -- and your shirt was practically dehydrated.
Amanda: My shirt?
Sean: Yeah -- "Help, please, I could use a drink." I mean, your shirt was in trouble, so I came to the rescue.
Amanda: How kind.
Sean: You know, I consider myself your shirt's savior.
Amanda: Well, I bet you want my shirt to owe you one.
Sean: Your shirt owes me the shirt off your back. Your shirt wants to buy me a drink.
Amanda: Kiddie cocktails?
Sean: Why? Is your shirt underage?
Singer: Try to hold on
Amanda: Look, it's a good try, but I'm not really up for drinks, ok?
Singer: Well, I've done my share, and I've had my fill
Sean: Don't do it.
Singer: Set things straight
Sean: Whoever he is, whatever he did, don't let him make you this sad.
Babe: Do we want a pool?
J.R.: Uh -- yeah -- indoor and outdoor.
Babe: Ok. This one is nice, and it has a really cute guesthouse.
J.R.: You know, a messenger dropped this off, wouldn't let my assistant sign for it.
Babe: How many garages are you thinking?
J.R.: I wonder what makes this thing so special.
Babe: Oh, I wanted you to see this one. I think this one's really cute.
J.R.: Now, does this look like it needs its own private security?
Babe: You didn’t.
J.R.: You had to sacrifice your brand-new key chain for my birthday. Remember? So I think about you every time I use my house keys. Well, new house, new keys, new heart. It's your turn now.
Babe: I don't need diamonds. I don't even need the house.
J.R.: Well, nobody needs diamonds, but we do need the house.
Babe: I just need you. And your heart.
Babe: And to know you'll never take it away from me.
J.R.: You have my heart -- it's right there, and now here.
J.R.: So every time you use this key, you'll think of that, and my promise to you. New heart, new house. What's the next wish that you want?
Babe: I want Josh gone from Chandler.
J.R.: Now, wasn't I being a good husband by hiring the guy, being more noble? I --
Babe: I know. And I appreciate it, but I also know you well enough to know that you probably wanted to keep an eye on Josh.
J.R.: You know my heart and my head too well.
J.R.: You know what? My first priority is making you happy.
Babe: I'm sorry. I know that I have been giving you mixed signals with Josh -- first I'm glad when you reach out to him, and now I want him gone -- but -- but this is it. I don't know -- there's something about the two of you working together. It's like a game of chicken or something. It makes me nervous, like something bad could happen.
J.R.: Don't worry. Josh can stay. All that bad stuff is in the past.
Colby: You talked smack about me before to Sean. What did you say to him this time?
Sydney: Chill with your blame game.
Colby: He blew me off, and you know why.
Sydney: Face it -- he's just not that into you.
Colby: He was plenty into me before you opened your fat mouth.
Sydney: Gosh, please. You gave it up to him, Colby. That's what Sean was into.
Colby: You are such a brat.
Sydney: Shut up. I didn't say anything. He moved on, it happens.
Colby: Sean wanted to start over with me, hang out. And now, nothing, zip. He totally gave me the Heisman.
Sydney: Call Josh Madden, have him analyze your playbook.
Colby: You know, you totally screwed me over. What did you do -- drop your low-rent chip on him?
Sydney: God. Drama, drama, drama. Welcome to the "Colby Chandler Show," 24/7. Don't ever change the channel.
Colby: Yeah, there's no other channel that matters.
Sydney: Can't you save anyone for us "low-rent" crowd?
Colby: Oh, ok. That's -- that's why you want to ruin my life -- you're jealous.
Sydney: You're freaking crazy.
Colby: Oh, God.
Winifred: Oh, hello, girls. Has the missing Faberge egg turned up?
Winifred: Oh, it's got --
Sydney: No, sorry.
Winifred: To be somewhere.
Dixie: I was going to tell her that there had been a mistake made, a horrible mistake years ago that we were going to fix together. I was going to tell her that I was her real mommy, and that we were meant to be together no matter how many years we were apart, and we were going to start over. And we were going to fill the empty places in each other's hearts the way little girls and their mommies do. But I saw her and listened to her every time she talked about you, and I realized she doesn't have an empty place in her heart. She doesn't need me to hold her or love her, make her feel safe, because she has all that -- with you. So no matter what any DNA test says or how I feel, how much I'm sure that Emma is my daughter, in her heart, you're her mommy. You're the only mommy she's ever known. I can't take that child away from her mommy. So, I swear to you that even if Emma is Kate, I swear on my mother's grave, on my son's life I'll never take her from you again.
David: You were so close, Dixie. You will never know what you missed.
Dixie: Emma belongs to you -- I know that. But what I don't know, I can't take anymore. It's killing me.
Annie: Yeah? Missing my daughter killed me.
Tad: Did David Hayward put you up to this?
Ryan: Is Emma ok?
Annie: She's fine.
Tad: Why didn't you call me?
Dixie: Please. Please. Not knowing takes up every breath, every thought that I have. I don't know if I can take it anymore. If my daughter is out there somewhere, I need to know that. If she's upstairs living with you, I need to know that, too. Couldn't you please just let us test Emma to find out if she's Kate? I promise you I will stick to my word, but can we just please know? Emma has given you so much. Can you please just give us that?
Josh: Finished the list of the top branding agencies. You're really serious about taking Chandler in new directions. I'll leave them here.
J.R.: Must be downright craptastic to be you today. Heard Babe blow you off -- it was harsh. Tell me -- how is the taste of rejection, again and again and again?
Josh: You have no idea.
J.R.: You know, I have a great marriage. My wife pitches in whenever she can, even with my new pathetic employee. I didn't want to make a mess of my office by giving you the beating that you deserved. I mean, I just had my carpets cleaned.
Josh: What's your point?
J.R.: My wife told me herself -- she wants you out.
Sydney: Colby, why do you think that every single person is jealous of you? Seriously, what do you have that is so flippin' special -- some money? Come on. Money ain't going to buy you class or love. Actually, fact of the matter is that it gets kind of hard to be jealous of somebody who is such a bitch. You know, you make me look like a saint.
[While Sydney talks, Colby stealthily inserts a magnifying glass into Sydney’s bright green backpack then takes it to her room.]
Colby: You're right -- I am a bitch. But so are you.
Sydney: That's mine, you idiot.
Colby: No, it's ok. I could be a saint, too. This will be in your room. Just think of it as my good deed of the day.
Sydney: It's not possible.
Colby: Just say "thank you" and shut up.
Sydney: "Thank you and shut up."
Sean: Come on, open up. Let me help. Come on, Amanda. Tell Uncle Sean all about it.
Amanda: How is Lily?
Sean: No, this is your time. Would it help if you sat on my lap?
Amanda: Oh, my God.
Sean: What, no -- I'm kidding. Come on. You need to get your shirt a sense of humor. That's better. Come on, hey -- look. Sit down. Come on, tell me everything. Look, you got a closet? Let's rattle it. You got feelings? I feel you.
Amanda: You really don't give up, do you?
Sean: Where there's a shirt in need, I will pour water on it.
Amanda: Huh. Tops around the world sing your praises.
Sean: Now, tell me -- what can I do to make it all better?
Josh: You're the same lethal SOB I knew you were.
J.R.: I'll take that as a compliment.
Josh: Drunk or sober, you're lethal. Kill anyone who gets in your way -- that's who you are. Your whole redemption bit -- it's a massive lie.
J.R.: No. You ever touch my wife, I'll kill you. I'd rip your head off and shove it down your neck. You'd be over with.
Josh: It's a nice family.
[The glass in the frame shatters when Josh drops it intentionally.]
Josh: Whoops. You want to come after someone, I am right here. Hayward wasn't lying. I made love to your wife.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Babe: You already bought this place?
Kendall: Yep. Live with it.
Babe (to Marian): Do whatever you have to do, just get me this house. And I won't take no for an answer.
Josh (to J.R.): The only real way to protect Babe is to get you out of the picture. And now Babe can finally be free.
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