All My Children Transcript Wednesday 11/5/08
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Written by Charles Pratt, Jr., Daran Little, Tracey Thomson, Addie Walsh, & Jeff Beldner
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J.R.: Hey, buddy. It's starting to cold out here. Why don't you go in the car and get warmed up with Winifred while Nana and I finish talking.
Little Adam: Ok, Daddy.
Krystal: There. Go ahead.
Krystal: I just lost Babe. I can't lose that little boy, too. Not now. Please, J.R., don't take him away from me.
J.R.: It's not like that. You're always going to be a part of Little A's life.
Krystal: Through phone calls and pictures? A holiday here and there if I'm lucky? Little A is all I have left of Babe.
J.R.: I know how much he means to you. But I have to think about what's best for my son.
Krystal: What's best is staying right here.
J.R.: Not while David Hayward's in town planning his next ambush.
David: Babe's life was cut short by a terrible disaster, one that decimated this town, not to mention the east wing of this very hospital, leaving millions of dollars of destruction in its wake. Now, as a hospital, we can't be expected to provide adequate patient care with substandard facilities. Which is why I'm offering to fund the construction of the Babe Hayward Memorial Wing.
Angie: The Babe Hayward Memorial Wing?
David: That's right. A state-of-the-art Cardiology unit that will allow my daughter's memory to live on through every patient we treat.
Jake: But not her name, right? Um, she was going by Babe Chandler.
David: You know, Dr. Martin, if you would spend half as much time on your patients as you do wasting it competing with me, your patients might be getting better right now instead of lying in a coma or confined to a wheelchair.
Tad: Knock, knock. Taylor?
Tad: Oh, my God. Here, let me give you a hand.
Taylor: Don't, don't, don't. I can do it myself. I just want to do it myself.
Tad: Well, brava. That was very impressive.
Taylor: Don't be patronizing.
Tad: I wouldn't dream of it. I'd say with determination like that, you'll be back on your feet in no time.
Taylor: Why don't you tell your brother to give it up? He can't fix me. No one can.
Amanda: Hey, Jake, it's me. I was actually calling to see if you were up for doing dinner tonight. Maybe around 8:00? Ok, so call me when you get a chance. Bye. Uh, you know we're closed, right? Shut down by the FDA, lawsuits piling up. Any of this ringing any bells?
Randi: Yeah, but I figured someone should at least be here, checking up on the place. You know, filing, mail, picking up phone calls.
Amanda: Great minds. Any messages?
Randi: Yeah, a few, but mainly just from publishers who want us to pull our ads from their magazines.
Amanda: Oh, I can't believe this. Fusion is actually going under.
Erica: Not if I can help it.
Amanda: Erica, uh, what are you doing here?
Erica: Saving my daughter's company.
Dr. Farrington: Mr. Slater? Dr. Farrington, from the Bristol Institute in Toronto?
Zach: The specialist. Erica said you were coming over. Hi, how are you? This is my wife, Kendall. What can you do for her?
Dr. Farrington: Well, I need to run some more tests to determine the full scope of her coma.
Zach: Anything you need?
Dr. Farrington: Yeah, I'll need you to sign this release. The MedEvac is standing by for transport.
Dr. Farrington: To the Institute?
Zach: My wife isn't going anywhere.
Erica: Fusion has been on a downward spiral ever since this "Bella" scandal broke. Distributors are pulling out left and right, consumer confidence has plummeted. Something has to be done before Fusion goes under and my daughter loses her company. So lucky for you, I have a plan. What is your name?
Erica: Randi, what is it you do here?
Randi: I work the front desk.
Erica: Ok. Well, Randi, I need you to call all the media outlets -- TV, print, radio. Tell them I want them right here for a press conference in an hour. But first call Adam Chandler. Invite him. I know he's going to want to hear what I have to say.
Amanda: A press conference? I mean, isn't that something you should run by Greenlee first?
Erica: Why would I do that? I mean, Greenlee couldn't even be bothered to stay in town during this crisis. My daughter obviously cannot protect her own interests, so I am watching out for her. I have her legal proxy, which means you work for me now.
Dr. Farrington: With all due respect, Mr. Slater, your wife needs specialized treatment.
Zach: With all due respect, Doctor, what my wife needs is to be around her family. So either you can treat her here, or I'll find someone who can. That's pretty clear, I think.
Dr. Farrington: We'll be holding her room if you change your mind.
Bianca: Who was that?
Zach: Oh, the specialist that Erica found.
Bianca: Why did she leave?
Zach: Well, it turns out she can't help Kendall after all.
David: This fine institution is sadly on the brink of bankruptcy. For which, I might add, we have you to thank.
Jake: I didn't do anything wrong.
David: You cracked open a woman's skull, and you operated by flashlight.
Angie: Kendall could have died if Jake hadn't gone through with the surgery.
David: She would have died, Dr. Hubbard, if I hadn't stepped in to clean up his mess.
Woman: We're all very grateful for any assistance you have to give.
Jake: Oh, this is ridiculous. This is ridiculous. You -- you are honestly willing to sell this hospital? You're going to sell out. You're going to sell out. That's what you're going to do, right?
David: Well, I guess the board is looking at the bigger picture, Dr. Martin.
Jake: I don't think this hospital needs you or your money to get themselves on the map.
Man: You don't speak for the entire board, Dr. Martin.
Jake: Well, maybe the board needs to be reminded of what this guy is capable of. Experimental treatments, he drugged the whole town. Didn't you have your license revoked?
David: Yeah, yeah, ok. That was temporary. My license was fully reinstated.
Jake: Oh, I'm sorry. Who did you blackmail to make that happen?
David: When I left this hospital, I had full privileges, ok? And when I left, it was by my own choice. You know, since we're on the path of full disclosure here, is the board aware as to the reasons why you came crawling back to Daddy's hospital? I think it's important. He was so obsessed with saving the world, his neglected wife ran off with a truck driver.
David: Oh, I'm sorry. Your father didn't know this? Jake must have been embarrassed. His bedside manner obviously needs work -- professionally, and clearly, personally.
[Jake storms out of the conference room]
Taylor: This is unbelievable. Jake couldn't get through to me this morning by being an ass, so he sends his brother in here to save the day.
Tad: Taylor, I'm not here because of Jake. I came because I wanted to see you, and I thought we could have a talk.
Taylor: We did talk. Remember? You offered me a job, a friend's private security firm in Iraq?
Tad: Well, because I was under the impression that you wanted to go back.
Taylor: No, I was going back. I was on my way back before the tornado hit, and this. Now I wouldn't be any good to anybody.
Tad: Do you want me to call somebody for you?
Tad: You sure? It wouldn't suck to have a friend. Maybe your family. I -- I'd be happy to get --
Taylor: No. No, I'm fine. I'm fine. No, don't bother. Just stay out of my way.
J.R.: It wasn't supposed to end up like this. We had plans and dreams. And now she's gone. And I have to raise Little A on my own.
Krystal: No, you don't have to. Stay, stay. Come on, let me help.
J.R.: If I stay, any one of those -- those dreams and plans that we had -- well, they'll die, too.
Krystal: What about the memories? If you go, they'll start to fade. Eventually, Little A won't even remember his mama.
J.R.: No. No, I will never let him forget Babe.
Krystal: Well, you say that now, but what happens when you move to San Diego, huh? Little A will grow up, you'll move on. You -- you'll find somebody else.
J.R.: No. There's no one else for me.
Krystal: There will be. That's the difference. You can start over. You can find somebody, maybe get married again, put all the pain behind you. But not me. No, I will never be able to fill that chunk that Babe has taken out of my heart. Little A gave me a reason to keep on going. If you take him away from me, then you might as well grab a shovel and just bury me right here next to my daughter.
Taylor: Oh, my God -- nice, nice. Hit the wheelchair. Nice -- hey, Dr. Jake.
Jake: Are you behaving yourself?
Taylor: I'm practicing my new leg. Aren't you proud of me?
Jake: Is that what you're doing?
Taylor: You said you wanted me to fight.
Jake: Let's go, come on.
Taylor: Don't -- not -- don't move my wheelchair.
Jake: Hey, do you know what? Do you want to kill yourself? You should go ahead and kill yourself. But do it in your room, so you don't make a mess in the hallway. It's a busy hospital.
Tad: You all right?
Taylor: Could you take me back to my room, please?
Krystal: I'm sorry. I -- I shouldn't have broken down like that.
J.R.: No. No, no. No need to apologize. Sometimes I feel like giving up, too. But I can't, because Little A needs me so much. Just like Jenny needs you.
Krystal: When I think of that precious baby, I can't help think about what Babe was like at that age. And how I'll never be able to hold her again. I'll never see her smile again or hear her laugh.
Krystal: If you take Little A from me, this will be all I have left of my little girl. You can't -- you can't take him. You can't take him.
J.R.: I won't. We'll stay. At least for a little while.
Krystal: Thank you.
Reese: Hey. How's Kendall doing?
Bianca: No change. The specialist wants to take Kendall to Canada, because she thinks that she can help her there, but Zach won't even consider it.
Reese: Oh. What do you think?
Bianca: I -- I think that the doctors have tried everything that they can here, and she still hasn't woken up, and if there's another treatment possibility, then why wouldn't we try it?
Reese: I -- I dot know. Maybe Zach just wants to exhaust absolutely every option that's here before he moves Kendall all the way away from her family and her friends.
Bianca: Yeah, I know. I get it. I -- I don't want Kendall to leave any more than he does, but we've exhausted our possibilities. I just -- I wish we could get through to him.
Reese: Just give him a little more time.
Bianca: Thank you. I -- I don't know what I would do without you.
Reese: Well, you're not going to have to worry about that, are you?
Bianca: Are you ok?
Reese: Yeah. Why?
Bianca: I don't know. You just -- I thought maybe you weren't so ok.
Reese: I can't keep anything from you, can I?
Bianca: No, and you shouldn't have to.
Reese: I know. I know, but I just feel really stupid for feeling like this.
Bianca: For feeling like what?
Reese: For -- for feeling like Gabrielle is more yours than mine. For feeling like I want to have more of a connection with her than I do. I -- I know it's ridiculous, but I just -- I woke up this morning, and I was feeling jealous. Yeah, I was feeling jealous of the connection and the bond that you have because she came from your egg, and you carried her, and I'm -- what?
Bianca: You're her mother. You're her mom, too.
Reese: I know. I know this, and maybe if I had actually been here for her delivery like I was supposed to, I'd feel differently. I would feel like I had more of a role in bringing her into this world, instead of just showing up after the fact.
Bianca: You had the biggest role in bringing her into this world, because you were there when we decided together to have her. Gabrielle's your daughter. She's our daughter. And nothing can change that.
Reese: I know that. I do. I just wish I had more of a biological connection to her, like you and Zach.
Zach: Don't worry. You're not leaving. You're not going to Toronto or anywhere else. You're going to stay right here. Your boys need you. I need you. And I don't care how many specialists Erica sends over here, I'm not letting you go. You're going to stay right here until you come back to us.
Erica: Ok, well, I want this place to look presentable before the press comes. Amanda, would you move all those boxes back into the storage room? And when you finish, I'm really going to need a cappuccino.
Amanda: I'm in charge of P.R., not coffee.
Erica: Well, Randi has already covered P.R. So, skim milk and lots of foam. Any word from Adam?
Adam: You summoned?
Erica: Listen, this press conference is going to take place very quickly. Would you help Amanda with those boxes? Thank you. Adam, I am so glad you could make it.
Adam: Oh, well, let's dispense with the pleasantries. We both know why I'm here. You plan to crucify me in the press by telling the world that I tainted "Bella."
Erica: Well, you had to know it would come to this after you unburdened your soul in the tunnels.
Adam: Yes, the confessions of a dying man. And here you are, ready to exploit what could have been my final moments. Erica, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Erica: If anyone should be ashamed of themselves, it's you, Adam.
Adam: Be glad that I sabotaged "Bella." Otherwise, it would be a rousing success, and that nitwit Amanda Dillon would be in charge of Fusion instead of you.
Erica: Don't be ridiculous. And don't try and twist things to pretend that you did this for me. You wanted Fusion for yourself. You used me to get it.
Adam: It was business.
Erica: Well, I happen to have a business proposition of my own.
Amanda: Hey, forget dinner. I need a drink. Multiple drinks. Mind-numbingly strong drinks. Now, before I wrap my arms around Erica Kane's throat and choke the latte-loving life out of her.
Jake: Honey, I -- I'm -- I'm -- did we actually have dinner plans tonight?
Amanda: I left you a message. Do you ever check your voice mail?
Jake: No -- I -- I'm tired. Double shifts, and I've been really busy.
Amanda: With Taylor? Dumb question. Of course, with Taylor. You've spent every waking moment with her since she fell down those stairs.
Jake: I'm -- how do I? I don't have to say anything. I'm her doctor. What -- it's what --
Amanda: I've seen the way you look at her, Jake.
Jake: All right, you've obviously had a very bad day, and mine hasn't been much better. So why don't you go ahead and have that powerful drink that you, you know, want to have, and I'll just call you tomorrow.
Amanda: Why bother? Taylor's the one who needs you.
Jake: We're not having this conversation right now.
Amanda: Why drag it out any longer? You obviously want to be with her. If I'm wrong, then tell me. And if not, then why don't we just end it now?
Jake: I'm sorry. I'm -- I'm really sorry.
Amanda: That's what I thought.
Tad: You know, for what it's worth, I'm sorry my brother was so hard on you.
Taylor: He can't give me back my legs.
Tad: So that's it? No legs, no life?
Taylor: Not any life that I want.
Reese: I am so sorry, because you have enough going on without me bringing up my stupid insecurities.
Bianca: It's not stupid to want to feel close to our child. And that's what she is. She's our child. This little girl is as much yours as she is mine. What matters is you knowing that -- feeling like she's yours. Listen to me. Being a mom has absolutely nothing to do with biology and everything to do with caring for and loving a child unconditionally. And I can't think of anybody more qualified. You love so deeply, and you have so much love to give. You are a wonderful woman with a beautiful heart. And I got to tell you something, this little girl is incredibly lucky to have you as a mom.
Erica: All right, here it is. If you agree to drop the lawsuit against Fusion, as well as pay the very sizeable out-of-court settlement to the other plaintiffs, then I will agree not to breathe a word about your involvement in tainting "Bella."
Adam: Go on.
Erica: In addition, you will compensate Fusion for all the earnings lost, as well as repair to the damage you've done to their reputation.
Adam: I assume you've thought this thing through.
Erica: I certainly have. I intend to launch a new line of cosmetics, funded by you, which I will personally oversee. It will be the first step to relaunching Fusion.
Adam: With you at the helm.
Erica: Of course. This company is in desperate need of direction.
Adam: Who better to provide it than Erica Kane?
Tad: Hey, beautiful.
Krystal: Hey. Where are the kids?
Tad: Oh, they're upstairs taking a nap. Down for the count. Hey, guess who I found today? Remember my mystery man, the one who was asking all the questions about Taylor Thompson? Well, he's not such a mystery anymore. He called me. It turns out, it was from a pay phone in a veterans hospital. I think this guy could be a soldier. As a matter of fact, I think it might be -- he might be part of Taylor's, you know, old unit. So I took your advice. I went by the hospital, and I thought I'd tell Taylor that there's somebody out there that actually gives a damn whether she lives or dies. I thought, you know, it might motivate her to get better. Krystal? Krystal?
[Krystal cries on Tad's shoulder]
Adam: I've lived up to my end of the bargain. I expect you to do the same.
Erica: Well, announcing that you are dropping the lawsuit against Fusion was the easy part. Repairing the damage to the company's reputation -- that's going to be another story. Did you see those reporters?
Adam: What about them?
Erica: Well, they hardly batted an eye when I announced my plans for a new cosmetics line. And how am I going to possibly capture the public's interest when the people telling the story aren't even paying attention?
Adam: Erica, this town was ravaged by tornados. A change in management in a company that sells lip liner -- well, it's hardly breaking news.
Erica: Are you out of your mind? I am Erica Kane. Everything I do is breaking news.
Adam: Well, let's hope the public agrees. Otherwise, Fusion's rebirth, however short-lived, will be the death of your reputation.
J.R.: Oh, I'm so sorry. Amanda? Are you ok?
Amanda: Nothing a drink won't fix. Do you ever wonder how things got so out of control? How you can go from having everything one minute to just losing it all the next? Oh, my God. An even worse choice of words. I'm just going to stop talking.
J.R.: No, that's ok.
Amanda: No, it's not. I'm so sorry about Babe.
J.R.: You lost her, too.
Amanda: It's not the same. I lost a best friend, but you buried your wife. And if you ever need anything --
J.R.: Thank you.
Loudspeaker: Dr. Valentino to the O.R., please. Dr. Valentino to the O.R., please.
Bianca: Mom, Mom, come here. I wouldn't go in there if I were you.
Erica: Why? Has something happened?
Bianca: Zach met with the specialist. The whole "Kendall going to Canada" thing didn't exactly go over very well.
Erica: But Kendall needs a specialized treatment program, one that this hospital can't possibly provide. Well, I mean, if Zach will not sign the papers, then I will.
Bianca: No, I mean, he's her husband. If he doesn't want her to go, then there's nothing we can do.
Erica: We'll see about that.
Bianca: No, no, no. Let's -- ok, let's just give him a chance to get used to the idea for awhile. Fighting with Zach will just make him fight back harder, and that won't help him make the right decision.
Erica: What's this?
Bianca: Oh, it's an engagement ring. Reese and I are getting married. Hey, how did the checkup go?
Reese: I think Mommy was more nervous than Gabrielle was.
Bianca: Well, speaking of moms -- Mom, Reese Williams. Erica Kane.
Reese: Oh -- oh, hi. How are you? It is so nice to finally meet you. I feel like I already know you.
Reese: Bianca talks about you all the time.
Erica: Thank you very much. I'm very happy to meet you, as well.
Reese: Oh, thanks.
Erica: And I understand congratulations are in order.
Reese: You promised you would wait so we could tell her together.
Bianca: I know, I'm sorry, the ring sort of gave it away.
Reese: Isn't it gorgeous? We saw it in a little shop in Milano, and Bianca just couldn't take her eyes off it.
Erica: Oh, well, and with good reason. Oh, yes, this ring is just exquisite.
Reese: I was planning on giving it to Bianca in the delivery room, and then this one here came early, and I had to rethink the entire proposal.
Bianca: Which was perfect.
Reese: Almost. I never got to ask for your blessing. I love your daughter so much, and it would mean the world to me if we could have your blessing when we got married. So would you mind if I made an honest woman out of her?
Erica: Of course not. I just -- I do hope that you'll be very, very happy.
Reese: So, now that we're almost one big, happy family, should I -- should I just go ahead and call you Mom?
Erica and Bianca: No.
Erica: No, I'm sure that your own mother would have some issues with that.
Reese: Then Erica it is.
Joe: Dr. Farrington tells me that you've decided against moving Kendall to the hospital in Toronto.
Zach: It was never an option, Joe, never an option.
Joe: The Bristol Institute is a world-renowned facility, Zach, with an exceptionally high rate of success in coma patients.
Zach: Well, this is not about statistics. This is my wife. A living, loving woman who wants to be around her boys.
Joe: I know how hard this must be for you.
Zach: You don't know, Joe. How would you know? You don't know. I'm not going to give up on her.
Joe: No one is asking you to give up on Kendall.
Zach: Yeah, if I send her off right now, that's exactly what I'd be doing. She's better off right here with me.
Tad: Now I'm officially confused. Why the tears? I should think you'd be jumping for joy now that Little Adam is sticking around town.
Krystal: They shouldn't have to stay out of guilt.
Tad: He's -- J.R. is staying for the sake of his son.
Krystal: No, no, he's staying for me. He was all set to go to San Diego, start a new life, you know? Put all the pain behind him. He would have left if I hadn't begged him not to go and take my grandbaby.
Tad: So he didn't -- so what? He knows how much that boy means to you.
Krystal: That little boy is all I've got left of my daughter. I just don't know what I would do if I lost him, too.
Tad: You're not going to. So why are you crying? It looks like things are starting to work out, you know, a little for the better. It's ok to try to be happy.
Krystal: I don't even know what that feels like anymore.
Tad: I know you don't believe this, but it will get better.
Krystal: No, Tad, it won't.
Adam: J.R.? Where's Little Adam? Is he all right?
J.R.: Don't worry. Winifred took him to go get some pizza.
Adam: I thought you had a plane to catch.
J.R.: I did -- I have a change of plans, though. I decided to stay a little bit longer.
Adam: Oh, a few -- a few days? A few weeks?
J.R.: I don't know, I haven't put a cap on my time limit yet.
Adam: Ah, what inspired you to this change of heart?
J.R.: What does it matter?
Adam: Well, it matters to me, because I want to thank whoever did it.
Angie: I see word travels fast. So, did David have the audacity to tell you himself, or did he let someone on the board break the news about his Babe Hayward Memorial Wing?
J.R.: His what?
David: Hold the elevator. Oh, Amanda Dillon -- what a nice surprise.
Amanda: David. What floor?
David: You know, this is good.
Amanda: Oh, what are you doing?
David: It's been a while. I thought maybe we could catch up.
Amanda: Maybe some other time.
David: No, just --
Amanda: Ok, look, I'm really not in the mood to be messed with. So start the elevator, or prepare for a full-on freak-out.
David: Ok, all right, look -- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you, ok? I was just hoping that maybe we could talk.
Amanda: About what?
David: Well, I know that you were very close with Babe, and I thought it might be helpful to sit down with one of her friends. You know, hear some stories, share memories, try to get some kind of a window into my daughter's life. And heaven knows, I missed out on most of it.
Amanda: I'm so sorry about Babe.
David: Thank you. I'm just sorry that I didn't get a chance to know her better. So maybe you could help me with that.
Amanda: Babe was my best friend. She was always there to listen, to laugh. Now that she's gone -- I'm sorry.
David: It's all right, it's all right.
Amanda: I'm not usually a crier. It's just that it's all hitting me all at once. Babe, Jake --
David: Jake? What does he have to do with this?
Amanda: We just broke up.
David: Shouldn't have wasted your time. A beautiful girl like you deserves better.
Amanda: I'm not a girl anymore.
David: I can see that.
Joe: I spoke to David Hayward, and I told him that personal attacks like the one he launched against you in the room will not be tolerated.
Jake: Dad, I appreciate it, but I really don't want my father fighting my battles for me.
Joe: I can't stand the man, either. But like it or not, the hospital needs him and needs his money.
Jake: I just want you to know that if he gets in my face again, he's going to need a plastic surgeon, all right?
Joe: But is it David you're angry at, or what he said about Carolyn walking out on you? I mean, is it true that she left you for another man?
J.R.: I hear Hayward is trying to buy his way back into this hospital. There's no way in hell he's using Babe's memory to do it.
Joe: David made a very generous donation, and this hospital is in no position to be turning away funds.
Jake: Of course, we have no problem giving away our integrity. I've got rounds.
Joe: Look, you won't believe the amount of damage the storm did to the hospital. David is going to help us rebuild, and he's proposing a state-of-the-art Cardiology unit.
J.R.: And to rub my face in the name. If Babe's name appears on a plaque with "Hayward," I will slap a lawsuit on this hospital.
Adam: Which will bankrupt this hospital and bury you.
David: Thank you for hearing me out.
Amanda: You know, I have tons of pictures of Babe from launches and photo shoots. You are more than welcome to go through them and take as many as you want.
David: I would love that. You know, listen -- why don't we get together for drinks, maybe have dinner, and we can go through the pictures together?
David: Great. It was nice talking to you, Amanda. Um, a bit of advice? Don't ever let them see you vulnerable.
David: Anyone -- or they can use it against you.
Taylor: I'm done for today, Jake. You should go doctor somebody else.
Jake: No, I'm off-duty.
Taylor: You should go home.
Jake: I can't do that. No, I decided that I'm going to stay in this room until you tell me that you're actually ready to walk again.
Taylor: You're going to be waiting a long time.
Jake: Well, then, I better make myself comfortable. Can I have your pillow? A bedpan? I'd ask you for the remote, but you smashed that.
Erica: So, have you two set a date for the -- the wedding?
Reese: Not yet, but what we do know is it will have to be in Europe somewhere.
Erica: Oh, well, why not here?
Bianca: Oh, we -- we can't legally get married in Pennsylvania. But we were considering having the commitment ceremony here.
Erica: Well, you know what, no matter what you call it, I would like to give you the wedding of the century -- the party of the century, ok? Just name the date.
Bianca: Thank you, Mom. Really, you don't have to plan some kind of big production, it's --
Reese: Yeah, Bianca's right. We would be happy just to have a simple ceremony in a back yard somewhere.
Erica: Oh, no, no, no. I really want to make it special.
Bianca: Trust me, if we're saying our vows, then it will be special.
Bianca: Oh, what's up, girl? I wonder if she's hungry.
Reese: Oh, you know what? I think someone needs to be changed. Yes, I do. I will take care of it. It's so good to meet you.
Erica: Great meeting you.
Reese: Come on.
Bianca: So, Mom, what do you really think?
Erica: I think that Reese is exactly what you described.
Bianca: Thanks, Mom.
Zach: Get your strength back so you can keep fighting. You're almost there, I can feel it. All you've got to do is open those beautiful eyes of yours, all right? And when you do, I'll be right here waiting.
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