All My Children Transcript Thursday 3/6/08
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Angie: I need the toxicology reports for the patient in room 24, and a hug for your mama, stat.
Angie: Nice work, Dr. Hubbard.
Frankie: Oh -- you're never going to get tired of saying that, are you?
Angie: Well, can you blame me? It's a dream come true. Working side by side with my son in the same hospital where I learned to be a doctor.
Frankie: I don't want any special treatment, Mom. These other interns -- they will eat me alive.
Angie: Well, I love you, but it doesn't mean I'll go easy on you.
Frankie: Well, it seems like you're in a good mood today.
Angie: Well, I'm going to be focusing on the positive. My child is back home, he's healthy, and he's beginning a new career.
Frankie: And you're still worried about whoever it is that's still chasing Dad.
Angie: He's working on it. And Tad's helping.
Frankie: Any new leads?
Angie: No, but the longer your father stays hidden, the closer we'll get to having our family back.
Julia: Did you see this?
Jesse: Gone 20 years, back a few weeks, my picture's all over the damn paper. This is not happening.
Tad: Well, it's definitely going to make it harder for you to move around outside.
Jesse: Easier for those bastards to find me.
Tad: If they're still looking for you here.
Tad: What do you mean, "What"? All it proves is that, you know, you're alive. That's what they know. They don't know you stuck around after Frankie's recovery.
Jesse: You really believe that?
Tad: It's possible.
Jesse: Tad, they are here, and they know I'm here, too. So we need to figure out who these people are, and with a quickness.
Robert: Look, I had dumped Remington's body where I didn't think anybody would even look. Now, it's bad luck that they found him, but let's just focus now on chasing Hubbard out of the brush, all right? I'm following up another lead now. You just -- just keep your eye on the wife.
[Knock on door]
Robert: I hope you like red.
Krystal: Oh, I really don't have a preference.
Krystal: Thank you very much. Come on in.
Robert: Thank you.
Krystal: Come on in.
Krystal: Well, I think you two know each other.
Robert: Hello, Opal. It's been a while.
Opal: Well, I'm sorry, handsome, but if you and me have met, it was a long, liquid evening ago.
Krystal: I -- I can explain.
Robert: No, no, no, I'll -- I'll do it.
Robert: Opal, I'm your brother-in-law. I'm Robert Gardner.
Opal: Well, then I'll suggest that you just slither right on back to whatever level of hell you crawled out of.
Krystal: Opal --
Opal: Ray Gardner was an evil, two-timing, stonehearted bastard, and I want nothing to do with any relative of his.
Annie: Aren't you going to get yourself some dinner?
Babe: No, I'm not hungry.
Annie: Are you sure? We could be here all night.
Babe: I'll probably just grab a yogurt out of the fridge.
Annie: Yogurt? You really are feeling sorry for yourself. Still J.R.?
Babe: I don't know why it bothers me so much, him falling off the wagon, again.
Annie: Or maybe it was that hooker you found him in bed with.
Babe: Yeah, there is that. You know, he insists that it's all a setup and somebody's out to get him. For what, nobody knows.
Annie: Well, it is possible, I guess.
Babe: What's possible?
Annie: That he could actually be telling the truth this time.
Colby: What -- J.R., you ok?
J.R.: I'm great. I just -- I'm just --
Colby: Oh, my God, J.R.!
Babe: J.R. and the truth? Huh. Those words don't usually end up in the same sentence.
Annie: I thought he was doing better.
Babe: Well, he was, and -- and then he wasn't. J.R.'s an alcoholic. You know, that's what they do. They're going along just fine, and then something triggers a need for them to take that first drink.
Annie: What do you think it was?
Babe: Because it was Wednesday? I don't know. I mean, it doesn't always have to be a big reason, but I think it had something to do with J.R. agreeing to be Richie's bone marrow donor.
Annie: Wait, what?
Babe: Wait, you -- you didn't know?
Annie: My brother and I aren't really close, Babe, if you don't remember.
Babe: Well, I know, but -- but something like this?
Annie: No, it's the first I've heard of it. And if that makes me a horrible person, then --
Babe: No -- I'm sorry. You know, I should have called you the minute I found out.
Annie: Wow. So J.R. was the match?
Babe: Yeah. Only Richie found another donor in Austin. Um -- you know, good thing for him, because J.R. never showed up at the hospital.
Annie: Wow. Um -- did it work? The transplant?
Babe: Well, Richie says so far, so good.
Annie: I'm glad for him.
Babe: You really mean that?
Annie: I never wanted Richie to die, Babe. We're just your typical messed-up family.
Babe: Gee, I wouldn't know anything about that.
Annie: So, do you think J.R.'s jealous -- of you and Richie?
Babe: There is no "me and Richie." I was honestly just trying to help out.
Annie: Come on, Babe. You asked your ex-husband, who's still in love with you, to save the life of the guy who's trying to replace him. That's a pretty big ask.
Babe: But that's the thing -- I didn't have to ask him. J.R. volunteered.
Annie: Right. And then he went off on a bender. You do the math.
Colby: We need to get you inside.
J.R.: Well, no, it's ok. I just need a minute.
Colby: Oh, sit down here. J.R., you practically passed out on me. You could've hit your head if I wasn't here.
J.R.: Oh, this hard head? No, I'm fine.
Colby: Are you sure?
J.R.: I just need to catch my breath.
Colby: Ok, well, while you chill out, maybe you can explain to me who you haven't returned any of my phone calls. I heard what happened.
J.R.: Oh, great. Now my little sister knows that I shacked up with a hooker.
Colby: No, I meant that you were drinking again.
J.R.: I'm not drunk, if that's what you're -- you're saying.
Colby: I love you, J.R. I want to help you.
J.R.: Yeah, well, thanks, kiddo.
Colby: For what?
J.R.: For not thinking that I have the world's greatest hangover.
Colby: J.R., I care about you, come on. Oh, J.R., you're burning up.
J.R.: I am?
Colby: Yeah. Come on.
J.R.: Wait, where are we -- where are we going?
Colby: Come on, we're going to the hospital. You're sick, J.R., let's go.
Richie: How am I doing?
Doctor: Very well, as a matter of fact.
Richie: Really? Well enough to get out of here?
Doctor: You know, you paid me a lot of money to perform your bone marrow transplant, Mr. Novak. I just thought you'd appreciate the attention.
Richie: Trust me, this is the greatest illegal bone marrow transplant my brother-in-law's money could buy. But it's just that I'm getting a little tired of looking at the same four walls, and quite frankly, I'm getting a little tired of looking at you, doc. No offense.
Doctor: It's a complicated procedure. You're still building up your immunity.
Richie: Look, man, I -- I took J.R.'s bone marrow, I stole my life back. What is the point of a second chance if I'm not going to start living?
Jesse: You talk to Frye?
Tad: Yeah. Derek doesn't know any more about Remington's death than we do.
Jesse: We need a new lead, Tad.
Tad: Here. In the meantime, have some coffee.
Jesse: Man, I've been through these files a dozen times. There's nothing jumping out at me!
Tad: All right, ok, ok. So listen, let's just start again, all right? Let's just go over what we do know. Now, you took a bullet that was meant for John Remington.
Jesse: And Creed hired the triggerman.
Tad: Ok, you wake up a few days later, and you're in some anonymous room. You have no idea where you are, how you got there, how long it took you to get there.
Jesse: And he kept asking me questions I didn't have the answers to.
Tad: Yeah, but it was right around that time that Remington started to see Angela, right?
Jesse: He had to be looking for something.
Tad: Exactly. My bet is that he was looking for the same thing that they are now. Now, it had to be something -- something that had to do with you, something you left behind, like a -- a key, you know? Maybe a -- a file of a case you're working on or maybe even it was the number of an offshore bank account.
Jesse: Yeah -- no, I don't remember anything like that at all, man.
Tad: Well, one thing I will bet the farm on -- you're right. Somehow, Remington is the answer to this.
Jesse: Hmm. You see, he's been dead almost as long as I've been missing.
Tad: Well, you know, people solve cold cases all the time. All we got to do is get some more details, right?
Tad: Whatever he was working on, what he was thinking at the time. That's not so difficult, is it? Come on, Jesse, you know somebody who can help us out with that?
Angie: Looking at that paper won't take our problems away.
Frankie: I was just realizing, I remember him. John Remy. After Dad died, we played football in the yard.
Angie: He wanted you to like him.
Frankie: Yeah, well, he was nice enough, but for a kid who just lost his father?
Angie: I know, baby. That was a terrible time, and it was -- it was such a waste.
Frankie: I can help, you know.
Angie: Look, don't -- don't start that again. We already had that conversation.
Frankie: I need to help. We can track these guys down and make them pay for what they did to Dad.
Angie: No, what you need to do is stay out of the line of fire.
Frankie: Oh, come on, Ma. I was a soldier.
Angie: Look --
Frankie: I can handle myself in a fight.
Angie: Your father has sacrificed so much to keep us safe. Now, the one thing that I know that he couldn't take is if either one of us got hurt, so you will not get involved in this, you hear me? Absolutely not.
Opal: Ray Gardner was a sadistic monster. He abused me, he abused Tad. He almost killed Jenny!
Robert: No, I know what my brother was capable of. And if it's worth anything, I think the world's a better place without him.
Opal: Well, you're right about that.
Robert: Which is why I got away from him just as soon as I could. Once my parents were gone, Ray was really all I had. It's just -- he was -- he was a mean drunk. He used to put cigarette butts out on my arm and throw me around. I still got a pain here where he dislocated my shoulder, so --
Opal: Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Robert: No, he just -- Ray wanted everyone to suffer, and -- and we all did, and I'm -- I'm just -- I'm very sorry for you and your family, that's all.
Opal: Well, I guess I would have to say that I am sorry for tarring you with the same brush.
Robert: That's ok. No, I don't -- I don't blame you.
Opal: So, where'd you end up once you ditched that no-count brother of yours?
Robert: Atlanta. Atlanta -- I got very lucky. I met a girl. We were married for 32 years. She died last fall.
Krystal: I am so sorry.
Robert: It's all right. But now that Mary's gone, really, Tad is the -- the only relative that I have. Look, I can see I've upset you by being here, and I'll -- let me just --
Krystal: Oh, no, no --
Opal: No, Robert -- Robert, wait. Tad -- Tad isn't the only family you've got. This -- this little princess here -- she is your grandniece, Jenny, named after my daughter, who was a true slice of heaven.
Robert: Oh, she's beautiful.
Opal: Yeah. Would you like to hold her?
Robert: Oh, no, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I couldn't.
Krystal: Oh, no, no, no.
Robert: I -- well --
Krystal: Hey, no, come on. You're kin.
Robert: All right.
Opal: Yeah, look what I got here for you.
Robert: If she'll have me.
Opal: I think she will.
Robert: Look here.
Opal: There you go.
Robert: Hello, sweetheart. Look at you.
Robert: Oh, you are a beauty. You sure are.
Robert: You know what you have? You have your grandmother's eyes.
Opal: Oh. There she goes.
Opal: Look at her.
Robert: Oh, yeah, definitely.
Opal: Well, I'm sorry if I went off on you like I did. I think just talking about Ray does that to me.
Robert: I understand.
Krystal: So are you going to be in Pine Valley long?
Robert: I don't know. I'm going to just see how things work out. Well, maybe I will stay. I mean, if you'll have me.
[Krystal and Opal chuckle]
Robert: Well, the truth is that since Mary died, I've -- I've only had eyes for one woman -- the queen of hearts.
Krystal: I'm sorry?
Robert: Poker, blackjack, Texas Hold 'Em.
Opal: Oh -- he's a gambling man, huh?
Robert: It's my one and only vice.
Robert: I -- I like to keep my hands busy.
[Opal and Krystal chuckle]
Krystal: Well, I can see that. That's an interesting hobby.
Robert: It's just something I picked up while Mary was in the hospital. That's for you.
Opal: Oh, thank you.
Robert: Well, I have to tell you ladies, Pine Valley seems like an interesting place, huh?
Krystal: Oh, yeah.
Krystal: You know, I can hardly remember my life before I came here.
Opal: Yeah, it's just our own little Shangri-La.
Robert: But it does seem like you have your share of problems, as well, right? I saw the -- the paper today.
Opal: Can you believe this? That something like this could happen right here under our very noses, and not find out a thing about it until the poor fellow is nothing but a pile of bones.
Robert: Yeah, seems like quite a mystery.
Opal: Yeah, this here is Jesse Hubbard. He was a close friend of my daughter, Jenny. He was a real crackerjack detective. He took a bullet in the line of duty.
Krystal: Oh, Opal, I'm -- I'm sure he doesn't want to hear all about that old gangland murder.
Opal: Well, maybe not the murder, but he and Jesse -- Jesse and Angie -- I mean, they had a love story that was fit for a fairy tale.
Robert: Really? Now, Angie -- is that --
Opal: Angie was his wife.
Krystal: Could I get anybody some more wine?
Opal: Oh, well, I'll have a little refill. Sure, thanks.
Robert: It seems like this young man lived quite a story.
Krystal: Oh, yeah. It's a sad ending. I'm sure you don't want to hear the rest of it.
Opal: Oh, I'm sorry. Am I being insensitive?
Robert: Oh, not at all, no. Oh, I could sit and listen to you talk all night.
Frankie: Mom, I know Dad wants to protect us, but what about him? Who has his back?
Angie: We all do. But right now, he needs us to act as if we're living our lives like nothing has changed.
Frankie: Ma, I ain't the type to sit on the sideline. If Dad needs me, then I'm going to be there for him, no matter what it takes.
Angie: Frankie, Jesse wants you to have a bright future. This is his dream, too.
Frankie: Are we still talking about what Dad wants?
Angie: You know what? We are so close to having our family back. I'm just asking you that we trust your father to make that happen.
Colby: So how sick is he?
Julia: You have a fever of 103.2.
J.R.: So give me some antibiotics so I can go home.
Julia: You need to see a doctor. I'll page Dr. Joe.
J.R.: Oh, don't bother Joe. It's probably the flu or something.
Colby: Hey, J.R., I am late for volunteering, but I am not going to leave unless I know you're going to see a doctor.
J.R.: Colby, it's not that big of a deal.
Colby: Ok, fine. You know, I'll just sit here and baby-sit you until I know he's going to show up, ok? So, who knows who could die if I don't do my job?
J.R.: All right.
Colby: It's not like I work in a hospital.
J.R.: All right, I'll see Joe.
Colby: Mm-hmm. Thank you so much. I love you.
J.R.: Yeah, you, too.
Julia: Uh -- you're not going anywhere.
Joe: J.R., what seems to be the problem?
Julia: Fever of 103, swollen glands, dizziness.
Joe: Hmm. Well, let's have a look. When did you first start feeling sick?
J.R.: Probably after I was abducted, drugged, and dumped off in a sleazy motel with a hooker and an empty bottle of booze.
Joe: I'm serious, J.R.
J.R.: Yeah, so am I. Weren't you on the phone tree? I thought everybody in the family would know by now.
Joe: You're drinking again?
J.R.: No. Someone sure as hell is trying to make it look like I am. You don't believe me, do you?
Joe: Julia, would you give us a minute, please?
Julia: Of course.
Joe: Yeah. So what's really going on, J.R.?
J.R.: It's like I said. Someone's trying to set me up.
J.R.: Well, I don't know. It's not like I haven't made my share of enemies over the years.
Joe: Mm-hmm. I'd like to believe you.
J.R.: But you don't. Because when it comes to lying, I have a gold medal at it.
J.R.: But right now, I'm not lying.
Joe: Uh-huh. You really were not drinking?
J.R.: I have no reason to. Everything has been going pretty good for me. Babe and I are reconnecting, looks like I'm about ready to get my family back. Why would I go get drunk and go sleep with somebody that I don't even know?
Joe: Because you have a disease.
J.R.: No, what I have right now is a flu, so if you give me my pills, I could be on my way.
Joe: Mm-hmm. We'll find out what's bothering you once we run some more tests. In the meantime, I want you to stick around.
Treena: Hey, cowboy.
Richie: Oh, Treena -- what are you doing here?
Treena: Just thought I'd check up on the patient.
Treena: Well, now, I'm beginning to wonder. I like you. Is that a crime?
Richie: Well, I like you, too, Treena, but our business is done, so --
Treena: Oh, come on, Richie. I helped frame your little friend J.R. I created the perfect horror story for little -- little Barbie.
Richie: Her name is Babe.
Treena: Oh, that's cute. Like a puppy? Hmm.
Richie: Oh, Treena -- see, now you're starting to get on my bad side, too, and I -- I'd watch it if I were you.
Treena: What are you going to do? Strangle me with your IV? Ow.
Richie: You really don't know what I'm capable of, do you, sweetheart? Hey, you don't want to know.
Babe: How did you know? Hmm.
Annie: Well, I've been there a few times myself lately.
Babe: But not last night? I take it things are better between you and Ryan?
Annie: You are changing the subject. But yes, thank you, they are.
Babe: You know, J.R. has nothing to be jealous about. I mean, yes, I know that Richie likes me, but -- I mean, I made it perfectly clear that a relationship is not in our future.
Annie: Babe, my brother is not good at "no."
Babe: Well, he'll have to learn, then.
Annie: He's not going to stop pursuing you.
Babe: Then I'll tell him again.
Annie: Babe, you are not listening to me. I know Richie better than you do. And when he wants something, he'll do anything to get it. Anything, Babe.
Babe: Ok, are you trying to scare me now?
Annie: Yes, I am.
Angie: You've got rounds to make, and I've got to get to the lab.
Frankie: Mom, I want you to know that I believe in Dad, too.
Angie: I know you do, sweetheart. And I promise you, this nightmare is soon going to be over.
Colby: Hey, Dr. Hubbard 2.
Colby: So, how's your first week going?
Frankie: It's pretty intense. But you know, it comes with the territory.
Colby: Yeah, well -- hmm -- mine, too. Not really, but I am really excited about volunteering. I really think I could do some good here.
Colby: So -- um -- but if you need any of my help, I'm just going to be over here --
Frankie: I don't.
Colby: Oh. Because today, I'm supposed to be shadowing the doctors, making sure that they don't have anything to run to the lab or, I can --
Frankie: Listen, Colby, I was just on break, so I'm really behind. I need to get back to work. But you have fun candy striping.
Colby: I'm a volunteer.
Frankie: You got it, buddy.
Colby: Since when did I become invisible?
Opal: Jesse Hubbard -- he got gunned down by a bullet meant for John Remington.
Opal: And poor Angie -- oh, you can just imagine. But she's a strong woman. She raised their son all by herself. She's a doctor over at Pine Valley Hospital now. And Jesse's son -- well, he's all grown now, of course. And he wants to be a doctor, too, just like his mama.
Krystal: Ok, Opal, I'm sure Robert doesn't want to take a trip down memory lane with people that he never even knew.
Opal: Well, I -- I think he's enjoying himself. Aren't you, Robbie?
Robert: I can't tell you the last time I was so enchanted.
Opal: Well, there, you see now? Stop raining on our parade.
Robert: Matter of fact, I have been having a little pain in my back, and I'm just wondering whether I maybe shouldn't go to this Dr. Hubbard myself. It's Angie now is what you said?
Tad: What are you doing in my house?
Jesse: Shh, shh. Baby, it's me, it's me. I'm sorry.
Angie: Jesse, you scared the crap out of me!
Jesse: I'm sorry, I didn't want you to scream.
Angie: What are you doing here?
Jesse: I'm looking for answers.
Angie: Everyone in town has seen your picture in the paper. It's -- baby, it's not safe for you to be roaming around here.
Jesse: I had to risk it. We're running out of time, and that article is just going to make things worse. We need a lead. And you might have one.
Angie: Me? Why?
Jesse: Tad and I -- we need a little more information. We need to figure out just how Remington is involved with all of this.
Angie: Yeah, but, baby, I told you everything I know about John.
Jesse: No, no, no, his mother. She might have a medical record here at the hospital. We could find a current address.
Angie: So you really think that John's mother might know something?
Jesse: I think we need to find out.
Angie: Found her. "Shonda Wells Remington, 118 --"
Jesse: "118 --"
Angie: "Old York Road."
Jesse: I know exactly where that is, I'm on it.
Angie: Wait, wait -- well, you can't do that.
Jesse: What are you talking about? I have to do this.
Angie: No, you don't. I'll go.
Jesse: Angie, you won't even know what to ask the woman.
Angie: Well, just coach me. Write down some questions.
Jesse: Oh, unbelievable. It's way too dangerous for you.
Angie: No, look, we don't have any other choice. Now, you can't do it. You know, at least I can tell her that I'm a -- a -- I was a friend of John's. She might open up to me.
Jesse: I don't like it.
Angie: Well, it's the only way, baby.
Angie: Please, you -- you got to let me do this for you.
Jesse: One condition.
Angie: Name it.
Jesse: You take Tad as a backup.
Colby: You want me to bring a cow to the fifth floor? Yeah, right. No, I am laughing so hard right now. I didn't think you were very funny, either.
Frankie: And just so you know -- a cow is a mobile computer station. It's a computer on wheels. Get it?
Colby: Whoops. My bad. Well, can you at least show me how to organize these folders?
Frankie: They go by room number. Red tags are for transfers to other floors, blue means the patient has been discharged.
Colby: Thanks. Hmm. Uh -- did you know that our moms went to high school together?
Frankie: Actually, I did.
Colby: I mean, they weren't exactly friends, but, hey, you know, it means that we have something in common.
Frankie: It's a big town, Colby. Lots of people went to P.V. High.
Colby: Yeah, but, you know, I think it's cool, and now that we're working here --
Frankie: You're volunteering. I'm in my second half of my internship. For me, it's sink or swim. And I'm hoping to become a resident, so that means I don't have the time for a lot of distractions.
Colby: But you don't have to worry about getting a job here. I mean, come on, your mom works here. She'll hook you up.
Frankie: Well, maybe that's the way it works in your world, but I plan to earn this for myself.
Colby: I didn't mean to offend you. I just thought we could be friends.
Frankie: Colby, you're a nice kid, but I'm here for work, so you do your thing, and I'll do mine, ok?
Colby: Right. Ok. I was just trying to make conversation.
Robert: Hello, Tad, and good to see you again.
Tad: Huh. What, are you stalking me now?
Opal: Oh, well, you'll have to excuse my son. Apparently, he left his manners at the office.
Tad: "Manners"? Do you have any idea who this is?
Opal: Yes, Robbie has been filling me in, and I am ashamed to admit that I reacted just the way you did at first. But, Tad, what you don't know is that your daddy was just as mean to his little brother here as he was to you and me.
Tad: Well, at least "Daddy" had that going for him.
Opal: Yeah --
Tad: He was consistent.
Opal: Well, and now that his wife has passed away, he's got nobody to call his own.
Tad: My sympathies. I know the rest of the story, Mama.
Robert: You got a beautiful family, Tad. You did real well for yourself.
Opal: I've been telling your uncle all about Pine Valley and the Hubbards.
Tad: Why? Why would you be talking to him about Angie and Jesse?
Krystal: Your uncle saw the newspaper today. The article about Jesse and that case he was working on before he died.
Robert: And then I mentioned that I might have to see a doctor while I was in town, and Opal suggested Angie Hubbard.
Tad: Well, not unless you got the bird flu, she's not going to be much help. She specializes in infectious diseases.
Robert: I see. Well, maybe I should see her son. Now, I understand he's a doctor, too?
Tad: Huh. How long did you say you're going to be sticking around here, Uncle Rob?
Robert: Like I told the ladies, long as you'll have me.
Krystal: Opal, could you and Robert go get the dessert?
Opal: Oh, what do you say, sugar? Could you lend a hand?
Robert: Always happy to help a pretty lady.
Opal: Oh, hey -- well, it's just --
Krystal: Meet you there. Tad -- Tad, you cannot jump out of your skin every time somebody mentions Angie and Jesse.
Tad: I can't help it, I'm sorry. Listen -- matter of fact, I want you to do me a big favor, ok? As soon as you can, I want you to grab Jenny and get the hell out of Pine Valley.
Tad: Just for a while. We'll tell Opal you're on vacation. Please, sugar, do this for me, please. I got a bad feeling things are going to get really ugly.
Krystal: Well, what about you?
Tad: I got to stay. I -- somebody's got to help Jesse, and I can't do it unless I'm sure that you and Jenny are all right.
Krystal: I'm -- I'm not going anywhere, Tad.
Tad: Krystal, please, do this --
Krystal: No, I have never run from a fight, and I'll be damned if I'm going to start now.
Tad: Honey, it's not --
Tad: It's not about us, it's about -- hang on. Yeah? You -- no, no, ok. Um -- yeah, I'll -- I'll be right there. Yeah, right there.
Krystal: Oh, what? What is it?
Tad: I think we have our first lead. Listen, we'll discuss this later, ok? Just tell Mama I said goodbye. And do me a favor. I don't know why -- just keep my new uncle away from Jenny, all right?
Krystal: Wait, Tad. Be careful.
Tad: Love you.
[Door opens and closes]
Opal: Was that Tad I just heard leaving?
Krystal: Yes. Thank you. Yeah, he told me to give you his apologies. He's got a case he has to deal with.
Opal: Well, he couldn't even wait to say goodbye?
Krystal: I guess it was pretty important.
Frankie: Dr. Martin, I got your page.
Frankie: You need to talk to me about a patient?
Joe: Actually, I wanted to talk to you about a new program we're instituting.
Frankie: Sure, how can I help?
Joe: It's more about us helping you. The idea is this. We're going to pair each intern with a volunteer, and the volunteer will take care of much of the paperwork, the filing, chart maintenance, and so on. And that's going to leave you more time to focus on the patient.
Frankie: Sounds great. When do I meet my new partner?
Joe: Well -- uh-huh. Miss Colby Chandler, Dr. Frankie Hubbard.
Colby: Well, I guess we'll be doing our thing together, after all.
Babe: I can handle myself just fine, Annie. You know, maybe I just know Richie in a different way than you do.
Annie: Just giving you a heads-up.
Babe: You know, not too long ago, you were pushing us together. What changed?
Annie: I saw how he was different when he was with you. But it doesn't mean he's changed. It's like you said with J.R. -- people don't really change who they are.
Babe: Ok, can -- can we just talk about something else? You know, something like clothes or shoes? Something mindless and simple?
Annie: Sorry. Didn't mean to lay all that on you.
Babe: No, I -- I know, I know. I mean, I have been all over the place with those two guys, haven't I?
Annie: Yeah, but I was judging, and I shouldn't do that. God knows I have enough drama of my own going on right now.
Babe: Sometimes it's just easier to solve other people's problems.
Annie: Well, then next time, you can solve mine.
Annie: How about another one of those cookies?
[Babe and Annie laugh]
Annie: Ah. Good. Mmm.
Babe: They are --
Annie: Right? They're --
Treena: I'm sorry for saying those things about Babe!
Richie: Oh, very good.
Richie: Very good, Treena. We'll work again soon.
Doctor: Hey, what -- what do you think you're doing?
Richie: What does it look like I'm doing?
Doctor: Look, Richie, I know your body is producing healthy red blood cells, but as I explained earlier, any infection could seriously compromise your condition.
Richie: How long till I'm clear?
Doctor: It could be weeks.
Richie: I don't have weeks, man.
Doctor: You still need hospital care.
Richie: Then take me to a hospital. Actually, I know a real good one.
Annie: Richie, it's me, Annie. Um -- I heard about the operation. I just wanted you to know. Anyway, congratulations.
Richie: Howdy, partner.
Tad: Angie, you're absolutely sure you want to do this alone?
Angie: I don't want Shonda getting suspicious.
Tad: Ok, fine, just remember -- I'll be out here if you need me.
Angie: I'll be fine.
[Knock on door]
Woman: Can I help you?
Angie: I hope so. My name is Dr. Angela Hubbard. I was a friend of your son John.
Robert: Well, I want to thank you ladies for your hospitality, but I don't want to wear out my welcome, huh?
Krystal: No, it was our pleasure.
Opal: No, don't be a stranger, now.
Robert: Oh, all right. Now, you take care of that beautiful baby, will you? And tell Tad I'll be seeing him real soon.
Opal: Huh. All right. Gosh. I sure was wrong about that guy.
Opal: Robbie Gardner is a really nice man.
Krystal: Well, you'd better tell that to Tad.
Opal: Oh, he'll come around, once he gets to know him.
Robert: What have you got?
Man: Angie Hubbard is at the Remington house. Your nephew is with her.
Robert: Which means Jesse's alone. Well, things are going pretty well so far, don't you think?
[Jesse hangs out in Tad's office remembering a scene from the past involving little paper airplanes.]
[Leaving Tad's house, Robert plays with a little paper airplane he just made.
>> On the next "All My Children" --
Zach (to Greenlee): What's the real problem?
Greenlee (to Zach): I hate your wife.
Aidan (to room service): Hey.
Kendall (to Aidan): You did this?
Ryan: Kendall is going to be thrilled. I'm going to propose to her.
[Mrs. Remington points a gun toward a man in the shadows]
Angie: Tad --
[Someone comes up behind Tad and covers his mouth]
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