All My Children Transcript Tuesday 11/20/07
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Greenlee: Get off me. Oh. Get off me. Off.
Zach: What happened? Greenlee?
Greenlee: What is this place?
Zach: I have no idea. Are you ok?
Greenlee: Yeah, like you care. Oh, my God! My -- oh!
J.R.: All right, all right, all right -- so I got a little dent in my car. It's probably nothing. I probably just hit a deer or something. That's got to be what it is. Was I drunk enough to put the deer in my front seat? That's got to be where the blood came from.
J.R.: God, why can't I freakin' remember?
Kendall: Car trouble, J.R.? What did you do to him? What did you do to my husband?
Ryan: I said get away from her.
Richie: Sure thing, boss man.
Annie: Ryan, it's ok. We were just talking.
Richie: Just a little family bonding -- you don't mind, do you?
Annie: It's ok. I'm fine, really.
Ryan: Really? Good -- then maybe Richie can talk to me. So, you want to tell me how you got rid of the other Boy Scout from your old troop?
Richie: Oh, are we back to the drowning Boy Scout? Are you sure you don't have some sort of unhealthy obsession? Did you not get a merit badge when you were a kid?
Ryan: Let me guess -- you know nothing about Tommy Brennan disappearing.
Ryan: And you don't have anything to say about hacking into my e-mail account.
Richie: Nope. But if you're having Internet security problem might I suggest a new firewall?
Ryan: Get out.
Richie: Bye, sis. Sorry I overstayed my welcome.
Ryan: What did I just walk in on?
Annie: Believe it or not, it was a -- a rare moment of sincerity.
Ryan: Richie, sincere? No, Annie, not a chance.
Annie: Well, he was being his usual arrogant self until I brought up Babe.
Ryan: What about her?
Annie: I told him he's going to break her heart, he's going to hurt her, and he lost it on me and swore up and down that he wouldn't do that. Maybe I'm nuts, but I think he actually really cares about Babe.
Babe: Yeah, Mama's picking up the turkey. We have dinner covered.
Colby: Oh, wish me luck -- and, hmm, hide all the knives.
Babe: Why? What's going on?
Colby: Just Thanksgiving dinner. Only a Middle East peace summit would be easier.
Babe: I'm afraid to ask.
Colby: Then don't.
Babe: Oh -- good luck with that.
Adam: Colby. You sounded urgent.
Colby: Thanks for coming, Dad.
Adam: Is everything all right?
Tad: Hey, I am, I got your bulletin -- what --
Adam: Oh. Oh, I -- ok, I see.
Tad: We've been set up?
Colby: Well, I was hoping for a favor.
Tad: Depends on what it is.
Colby: I just wanted to see if my two favorite men would get along for Thanksgiving.
Adam: You mean spend the holiday with him?
Tad: In the same room?
Adam: No, no, I don't think so.
Tad: When pigs fly.
Kendall: I'm waiting, J.R.
J.R.: I don't know where Slater is. I haven't seen him in weeks.
Kendall: Oh, really? Ok, then where did this picture come from?
J.R.: I don't know. Where did you get that anyway?
Kendall: I got it from under Zach's car on the side of the road, where someone hit him.
Kendall: It was you, J.R.
J.R.: I didn't hit anyone.
Kendall: Oh, ok. I'm supposed to just take your word for it?
J.R.: I think I would remember running over someone, wouldn't I?
Kendall: I don't know. Should we ask Amanda?
J.R.: Oh, Kendall, just stop! Take your batch of crazy someplace else!
Kendall: Yeah, but this batch of crazy will rain hell on you if you don't give me a straight answer right now.
J.R.: I don't know! I didn't do it!
Kendall: Rough night, huh? I can smell from the booze from here.
J.R.: I had a setback. I'm working on it.
Kendall: Look, J.R., I don't care if you've been drinking, ok? I won't go to Derek. I just want to know what happened to my husband. He is out there somewhere, and we don't know where. There was no sign of him near the car. All we found is blood, Zach's blood, ok? That means that he's been hurt.
J.R.: Maybe he went to go get some help. Maybe while you're standing here accusing me of something I didn't do, he might be at home right now waiting for you.
Kendall: No -- no, ok? Zach is not at home. He's out there. He is out there somewhere, and you are going to take me to him right now.
Greenlee: Oh, damn it. I didn't -- I don't know. I lost my phone. Do you -- do you see it anywhere, on the floor?
Zach: I can barely see you.
Greenlee: This is amazing. This is -- this is beyond bad luck. This is cosmically bad luck, being stuck here with you.
Zach: Tell me about it.
Greenlee: You must be so disappointed you can't call the cops on me, have them waiting by the door.
Greenlee: Where's the door in this place?
Zach: We fell through it.
Greenlee: All right. Ok. All right, I'm just -- wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on, I think -- I think I've found some light. Just pray that it works.
Greenlee: What the hell is this place?
Zach: Bomb shelter. But from the looks of it here, 1960s. And no one's been here since.
Greenlee: That means no one's going to come find us, either.
Annie: I'm telling you, when Richie was talking about Babe, he was almost sweet, different.
Ryan: And I am telling you, Annie, it's just another con.
Annie: Yeah, but for those few moments, he just seemed like a normal guy falling for a nice girl.
Ryan: Richie is anything but normal.
Annie: Maybe it is possible. Maybe there is a human being in there somewhere.
Ryan: I'm telling you, you could look inside this guy until Emma graduates college, and you're not going to find what you're hoping for, Annie. You're just not -- Richie is not capable of normal human emotions.
Annie: I know, I know, but you didn't see his face, Ryan. I mean, he had nothing to gain by revealing all of this.
Ryan: About Babe, you mean?
Annie: Right. What?
Ryan: This might sound a little bit crazy --
Annie: What? What is it?
Ryan: Well, I don't -- I don't know, but if Babe really is the one that can get to Richie, then maybe we should use that.
Annie: I don't understand -- how?
Ryan: Well, if he's already convinced her that we're the crazy ones, and he's the victim here, then maybe she should get to know him a little bit better, you know, find out what makes him tick, find out what he really wants from us.
Annie: You want Babe to be a spy?
Ryan: No, I want to find out why Richie is here and what he wants from us. And if he's really as hung up on Babe as you say he is, then I don't know -- maybe he'll let it slip.
Annie: I -- I don't know.
Ryan: I do. I'm serious. As a matter of fact, I think we should start by inviting them to Thanksgiving.
Babe: Don't worry -- Fusion will be there after Thanksgiving. Ok, knock off early. I'll be at The Comeback if anybody needs me. Ok, bye.
Richie: Sorry I bailed earlier.
Babe: No big deal.
Richie: That's why they're not a very big bouquet.
Babe: So, why did you take off so early? I mean, was it really business?
Richie: It's complicated.
Babe: Everything about you is a little complicated.
Richie: Don't say I didn't warn you.
Babe: So, do you want a drink?
Richie: Look, Babe, um -- we both know what would've happened if I'd have stayed.
Babe: Do we?
Richie: We were getting close. I wanted you. I wanted you more than I've wanted anybody in my life.
Babe: So you just bolted?
Richie: Maybe I was scared. I was afraid that if I stayed, if we got closer, I'd hurt you. And I don't want to hurt you, Babe -- never.
Zach: Good news -- I found the stairs. Bad news -- they're rotted all the way through.
Greenlee: Light. Zach, I need light.
Zach: Calm down.
Greenlee: Just bring it back over here, or I swear --
Zach: Or you'll what?
Greenlee: You know, you steal my family, you ruin my life, and then you hunt me like I'm some sort of animal.
Zach: Just for the record -- I wasn't hunting you. I was looking for a new house for my wife.
Greenlee: Oh -- ok, right. So, the two of you frame me, you destroy every dream I've ever had, you make me run for my freedom, and then you go shopping for a country house?
Zach: Yeah. Now, as far as I know, you're the one that mowed me down in the first place.
Greenlee: That's what happened to you? You were hit by a car? What, were you going to frame me for that, too?
Zach: Keep looking for a way out -- can you do that?
Greenlee: What does it look like I'm doing? I mean, do you think I want to be stuck down here with you? I should've just left you by the side of the road.
Zach: Why didn't you?
Greenlee: Well, that's the billion-dollar question. Would you have dragged my ass through the forest? If I was lying in a pile of blood, would you have lifted a finger to save me?
J.R.: I don't know where Slater is. For the last time, I didn't run him over or hit him with my car or hit his car.
Kendall: Ok. Well, then where is your car?
J.R.: I'm upgrading to a new one.
Kendall: You're a liar. You're lying -- you hate Zach.
J.R.: Yeah, well, there's no big news there, but not enough to mow him over with my car!
Kendall: Well, it wouldn't be the first time.
J.R.: Yeah, so you keep reminding me. You know, here's an idea -- how about I put my denial down on tape, so you can listen to it over and over again on your way home?
Kendall: You're a bastard.
J.R.: Zach's pretty good at this whole disappearing act. Maybe he wants to stay gone.
Kendall: No, no. Zach wants to be with his family. He wants to bring his son home. He would never leave us.
J.R.: Oh, you know what? Why don't you just save your freak-out for the person who actually did it?
Kendall: Ok, J.R., where were you tonight?
J.R.: I was a lot of places.
Kendall: Well, name them.
J.R.: It's none of your damn business.
Kendall: Yes, it is my business. It's my business. My husband is out there somewhere bleeding, hurt, in the cold. Now, I could've gone to Derek with this picture, but I chose to go to you instead hoping that maybe for once in your life, you'd be a man and own up to what you did.
J.R.: I didn't do a flipping thing!
Kendall: Ok. All right. Well, maybe this is something that you can understand. You either tell me exactly what happened, or I'm going to the cops right now.
J.R.: You got to be kidding me. Over a photo?
Kendall: J.R., listen to me! You either tell me the truth, or we're going to the police station -- that's it.
J.R.: I don't have a clue.
Kendall: Oh, my God, you thought I flipped out before? You just -- you have no idea. No idea.
J.R.: Stop it. Don't, don't. Look, I -- I don't remember. I don't remember what I did. I don't remember where I was.
Kendall: Excuse me?
J.R.: I don't remember what I did or where I was. Look, you smelled the booze. It was a lot worse than what you think. I -- I blacked out. I don't remember a damn thing.
Colby: It's one day, Dad -- a day of thanks.
Colby: Remember that?
Adam: No. I'm not going to spend a day, a holiday -- Thanksgiving Day -- with a man who would make me get a court order to pass the cranberry sauce.
Tad: Well, it all depends. Think we can get baby carrots on the black market?
Colby: Ok, you two have both lost your right to ever call me immature again.
Tad: I can live with that.
Colby: You know, I'm studying World War I in History class.
Tad: Yeah, why bother? You can go to him for a firsthand account.
Colby: There was this one Christmas where opposite sides agreed to a truce -- French, German, English, American. Soldiers from opposite sides were friends for one night.
Adam: Yeah, don't forget they resumed killing each other the next day.
Tad: Yeah -- why wait?
Colby: Ok, stop! Both of you, stop. You both say you care about me, but have you thought about this? Thought about me in the middle? If you really love me like you say you do, you'll find a way to get along -- for my sake and Krystal's. And then, the next day, you guys can continue on with your trench warfare and shoot each other like turkeys for all I care. One day, please.
Colby: Now, where are we going to have this monster meal?
Adam: Well, Lucretia makes a wonderful cranberry compote.
Tad: Why don't you stick your berries, ok, because Jenny's not setting foot in your house.
Colby: Can't we just figure out a compromise?
Tad: How about a duel?
Adam: I've been waiting years to get you at 20 paces.
Kendall: You were drinking, and you don't remember what you did?
J.R.: It's like it's gone. It's like that time never existed.
Kendall: It existed.
J.R.: I'm sorry, Kendall. I -- I just -- I don't know. I don't have a clue.
Kendall: You're sorry?
Kendall: You think some lame apology makes it all right?
J.R.: Of course not, but, hey --
Kendall: But nothing.
J.R.: It's not my fault!
Kendall: J.R., that is what you always say. You always say it is not your fault, but it is! It is. How come you always end up hurting my family somehow? I mean, for God's sakes, you -- you set up Babe, your own wife, and what happened? Me and my unborn son got crushed in the process.
J.R.: I never meant to hurt you.
Kendall: But you did. You did, J.R. -- Spike nearly died. You have gotten away with hurting my family too many times, and if you were behind bars like you should've been, this never would've happened. You could've never hit Zach, and we'd be together right now. Damn it. Here, let's go.
Kendall: You're going to the crash site, and then you're going to sit there until you remember exactly what you did to my husband.
Zach: Time to focus. How do we get out of here?
Greenlee: Zach, your head. Oh, God -- no, no, no, no. That looks bad.
Zach: The ladies like it.
Greenlee: No, it looks real bad. If you pass out, we're not going to get out of here. If you lose too much blood --
Zach: I'm fine. Shh.
Greenlee: Hey. Hey, there's a first-aid kit. But the -- the latch is rusted and -- and I can't seem to --
[Greenlee drops the box on the floor]
Greenlee: Here. Oh!
Zach: Your bedside manner could use a little help. Ah! Scotch.
Greenlee: The walls are closing in on us, and you want a nightcap?
Zach: It's to sterilize the wound.
Zach: And there's our way out.
Richie: So, when I realized where things were heading, I thought maybe I was being a little selfish.
Babe: Oh, nice line. It's -- it's right on up there with "Let's just be friends."
Richie: How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not exactly a catch? Ex-con, no real education, and now this whole leukemia thing. I didn't want any pity action.
Babe: What makes you think I pity you?
Richie: Look at you -- come on, look at you. You're smart, you're beautiful, you're funny. You can't play baseball. Why are you around me?
Babe: Well, to -- to improve my swing, for one.
Richie: Um -- ahem. You have a big heart. I don't want to take advantage of that.
Babe: And I'm a big girl. You're not the only one who knows the limits here, you know? I have doubts myself, like -- like "Where is this going?" And "Why am I even here?"
Richie: Why are you here?
Babe: Well, you probably wouldn't understand. I -- you didn't know me when I first came to Pine Valley.
Richie: Yeah? Who was that girl? I want to know who that girl was.
Babe: It was a lifetime ago.
Richie: Hmm, I bet I'd still like her.
Annie: You want Richie in our house for the holidays?
Ryan: Well, think about it, Annie. For months now, we've been trying to figure out what he's up to, what he wants from us. I mean, we tried to prove that he's not really sick, we tried to get some proof from Tommy that he killed that boy, but he's always been one step ahead of us until now -- until Babe. We found our way in.
Annie: No. No. We can't. I -- I don't feel comfortable with him being here, and not with Emma.
Ryan: Are you kidding me? Do you think I would ever, ever let anything happen to Emma?
Annie: No, but --
Ryan: I will be here, Jonathan will be here. It will be perfectly safe, and maybe we will find out what's going on. Annie, look. Don't you think that if Richie wanted to hurt us, any of us, he would've tried something by now? I'm not saying this is going to work. I'm saying that we have to take a shot at it. We have to take this chance. Let's do it -- let's kill your brother with kindness.
Annie: You know what? I'm sorry I brought it up, Richie and Babe.
Ryan: Look, if you don't want to do this, then we won't. It was just a thought, but I really think it could work.
Annie: You're right. I mean, it would be a good way in. But Emma must stay safe.
Ryan: Of course, Emma is going to stay safe. It's one meal. If I wasn't 100% sure about this, I wouldn't let him near her for a minute.
Annie: You really think Richie will go for it?
Ryan: Look, your brother is really smart. Maybe -- just -- just maybe, he'll trap himself with this one. I mean, we've tried everything else.
Annie: Ok. Ok. But since you just kicked him out of our house, how are you going to convince Richie to come back and join us?
Babe: Well, let's just say, when I first came to town, I -- I was the underdog.
Richie: Sweet! I like rooting for the little guy.
Babe: Well, substitute "grew up in a trailer park" for "ex-con," and we're kind of in the same place.
Richie: Being poor isn't exactly like going to prison.
Babe: Well, I made a lot of mistakes, Richie. Big ones, you know? I should have gone to prison myself for a couple of them.
Richie: Can't be that bad.
Babe: Oh -- oh, believe me, yeah, it was. But I'm not that person anymore. You know, since then -- well, things are different. You know, I fought like hell to turn my life around, and -- and most people have forgiven me, but they haven't forgotten.
Richie: To hell with them.
Babe: Yeah, that's what I said, but it's not that easy. And I'll always be bad news to them, even if I make the front page of "The Wall Street Herald." The sad thing is, is that's the way I sometimes thought of myself, too.
Richie: Then you're crazy.
Babe: But, see, that's just it. You know, when I met you, I wasn't carrying around all that baggage anymore. You know, you saw me for the person I had become, and not who I was. And I liked that.
Richie: I believe the word I used was "amazing." And you truly are amazing.
[Richie and Babe kiss]
Greenlee: All right, if we could just find a way to get up to that hole, I can -- I can stand on there, and you can -- you can lift me and --
Zach: You can't climb up there, no! It's too high.
Greenlee: Damn. We're going to die in here, trapped, underground.
Zach: Will you just calm down?
Greenlee: We're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die, we're going to die --
Zach: Stop, stop, look at me. Look at me. Calm down. Take a breath. Just relax.
Greenlee: Ok. I just need some of that fresh air, just a little.
Zach: Ok. That's good.
Greenlee: You know, if we -- if we can look out, then -- then maybe somebody will walk by, and they -- they can look in. Just -- get off of me.
Greenlee: Your blood -- your blood --
Zach: Don't worry about it, don't -- it's fine.
Greenlee: No, no, we got to stop that bleeding, or -- or I'm in here with a corpse.
Adam: Oh, ah!
Tad: All even.
Adam: Lucky shot.
Colby: Winner chooses the Turkey Day location.
Adam: Well -- well, while you're dining in my home tomorrow, I hope you remember to be thankful for the little time you spent with my wife, because Krystal and I will be back together.
Tad: Yeah, knock yourself out, Adam. Jenny won't be with you.
Adam: How callous can you be?
Tad: How callous can I be?
Colby: Ok, ok, enough, enough, enough, enough! It's a tie. You both lose. Come on, come on, let's go.
Richie: Hey, sis. Something you forgot to yell at me about?
Annie: I wanted to apologize for the way we left things. We were really having a --
Richie: What, a breakthrough? Yeah, then "Hello, Ryan."
Annie: I wish we could have finished our conversation.
Richie: But we didn't. The boss man made sure of that.
Annie: Look, Richie, I really don't want to fight with you anymore. We have a lot coming up now with Spike's surgery and his recovery.
Richie: Well, you know how I love our conversations, but --
Annie: Well, wait, wait. Um -- I was wondering if you want to come over -- you and Babe want to come over tomorrow for Thanksgiving dinner. I mean, I figured you two would be together for the holiday, anyway, so --
Richie: I doubt Ryan's making a place card for me.
Annie: He's willing to try, if you are.
Richie: Sure, sis. Why not?
Annie: So I'll see you tomorrow, then?
Richie: Tomorrow it is, then.
Ryan: You think he bought it?
Annie: He seemed to. But with Richie, who knows?
Richie: Hold your turkey plans. We just got an invite.
Richie: As in you and me.
Babe: Oh, so -- so we're a "we" now?
Richie: Annie invited us to Thanksgiving dinner.
Richie: And that sound we just heard? I'm pretty sure that's all the snowballs melting in hell.
Babe: Look, Richie, I appreciate the offer, but I already have plans with Mama and Little A.
Richie: Sure you do, yeah. I understand. No big deal. Yeah, actually, it is a really big deal.
Babe: Ok, I can't leave Little Adam.
Richie: I'm sure he's -- he's invited, too. I'm -- to be honest, I'm sure Annie only invited me because you'd be coming, too. She figures if you like me, then maybe I'm not such a bad guy. No Babe, no go. I don't think I'll be welcome without you.
Babe: Well, maybe. All right, all right, all right, but only because I really want to see this work out for you. I'll -- I'll explain it to Mama.
Richie: That's it. Tomorrow, the greatest, the biggest bouquet I can find.
Babe: It's a de.
Zach: It's a head wound. It looks worse than it is.
Greenlee: You know, I'm not taking any chances. If you die, it's going to look like I murdered you. It's really bad, Zach. Oh, God.
Zach: You don't know how to sew.
Greenlee: I sewed a button -- once.
Zach: I'll do it myself.
Greenlee: Are you nuts? You're going to sew your own head? I'll do it.
Zach: All right, then do it. What's taking so long?
Greenlee: Oh --
[Zach and Greenlee both take swigs of the Scotch bottle]
Greenlee: This may sting a bit.
Kendall: Ok, J.R., where in the hell is Zach? You see this? You see this? Is this his car, and that is his -- that is blood.
J.R.: I've never been out here before in my life.
Kendall: Well, you -- you must remember something, J.R. What about -- what about the ride on the way here? Do you remember any of the signs on the road?
Kendall: Think, J.R.!
J.R.: Why would I drive out to some random location that I've never been to before in my life?
Kendall: I don't know -- maybe, maybe you weren't in the right frame of mind to be the navigator. Maybe you followed Zach here. You must remember something.
J.R.: How many times do I have to tell you? Blackout, as in no memory, none.
Kendall: Look. Look at this. You see this? You see this? You did this.
J.R.: I didn't do that.
Kendall: Did -- did you know that it was Zach? I mean, did you hit him and then keep going? Well, did he say anything? I mean, was he even conscious?
J.R.: I don't know, because I wasn't here.
Kendall: Ok. Well, maybe you took pity on him. Maybe -- maybe you took him to the hospital.
J.R.: I don't remember a hospital. I don't remember Zach. This whole thing is pointless.
Kendall: The hell it is.
J.R.: These hours -- these missing hours -- they're not coming back.
Kendall: We are going to look for them until we find them!
J.R.: No, this was your crazy idea. This is your theory that I was out here, but you're wrong. I'm sure now -- I had nothing to do with Zach's accident.
Colby: I am sick and tired of you both making Krystal and me and everyone else choose sides, even when it comes to a stupid dinner. I love you. You're my dad. And, Tad, you are this wonderful guy who takes care of my family, and me. I love you, too. But this grudge match between you guys is getting in everyone's way. So I'm going to decide. Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, neutral grounds, here at The Comeback. You'll come, you'll ask for seconds, you'll eat pumpkin pie. You both will keep your mouth shut, and we'll have a happy Thanksgiving. Understand?
Richie: Have I thanked you enough for coming with me?
Babe: About a million times already.
Richie: It means a lot to me.
Babe: I'm glad.
Richie: I haven't had a holiday in seven years.
Babe: Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then.
Richie: Hmm. I wish I could trust you, Annie.
Ryan: I'm going to watch Richie like a hawk, ok? This can work.
Annie: Maybe. Just don't expect miracles.
News anchor: Local businessman Zach Slater is missing after an alleged hit-and-run car accident. His car was found on Old Ridge Road. If you have any information, please call --
[Turns TV off]
Richie: You're supposed to be dead, damn it.
Kendall: So you remember nothing? Nothing at all?
J.R.: I swear to God, Kendall. I don't remember. If I did, I'd tell you. I'm sorry.
Kendall: Any news on Zach?
Derek: We're still canvassing the area. Nothing yet.
Kendall: I found this. It was under Zach's tire, and it's J.R.'s.
Derek: Why the hell didn't you say something when you found it?
Kendall: Well, I thought I could handle him.
Kendall: I showed J.R. the picture, and he only admitted that he was drunk, and he blacked out. But he must have hit Zach, ok? You should arrest him.
Derek: I can't. Your word isn't proof.
Kendall: Yeah, but what about the picture?
Derek: Worthless now since you moved it from what could be a crime scene.
Kendall: All right, ok, well, then please, go and look for J.R.'s car, find J.R.'s car. I will bet my life that you will find the evidence that you need.
J.R.: Hey, Barry. It's J.R. Chandler. I've got a problem. I've got a car in long-term parking at the airport. Can you make it disappear for me -- quickly?
Zach: You really don't know what you're doing?
Greenlee: You know what? Just shut up and sit still. I'm doing the best that I can.
Zach: I know.
Greenlee: I'm just -- I'm going to -- I'm going to stitch you up, and then I'm going to get out of here. Here we go.
[Greenlee drinks some more liquid courage]
Greenlee: Zach, we got to deal with your hand first. Oh. Oh, God. Go ahead and scream. It's not like anyone's going to hear you.
Kendall: Zach, where are you?
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Kendall (to Ryan): Ian is coming home today and his daddy is not there.
Greenlee (to Zach): You don't get to die on me. You don't get to ruin my life more than you already have.
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