All My Children Transcript Tuesday 12/16/08
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Frankie: Mmm. Hey.
Frankie: How long have you been up?
Randi: A while.
Frankie: Hmm. Why didn't you wake me?
Randi: I don't know. Last night was just so perfect, I didn't want it to end.
Frankie: Well, my dear, who said it has to?
Angie: Frankie, it's Mom. Listen, I don't know where you are, but your shift started an hour ago. Call me and let me know that you're all right.
Krystal: Angie --
Angie: Oh, hey, sweetie.
Krystal: Hey, have you seen Dr. Joe?
Angie: He's in with a pharmaceutical rep. He's probably going to be a while. Something I can do?
Krystal: Yeah, get my husband to check in with me.
Angie: Uh, I can't even get my own son to pick up the phone. Krystal, what is it?
Krystal: You know Jeff and Jamie went into the Congo with that group from Doctors Without Borders, and they haven't been heard from in weeks, so Tad flew over there to see what he could do.
Angie: Why didn't you say anything?
Krystal: Oh, you and Jesse have so much on your plates with Rebecca.
Angie: Listen, Rebecca pulled through. Now, she must have a whole team of angels watching over her. And I know that Jamie and Jeff do, too, keeping them safe while they work. You know, I think God has a way of rewarding selfless people.
Krystal: If Jamie -- I don't think Tad and I could handle another loss of a child. I mean, we are barely hanging on as it is. I asked him not to go, Angie. You know, he's missing his son, and all I could think about was myself and how I was going to manage here on my own. I don't guess God is going to be rewarding me any time soon.
Angie: Listen, I know how hard it's been on you since Babe died, but, please, know that I'm here. Whatever you need.
Krystal: I don't know what that is anymore.
David: I know exactly what my patients need, and this requires a very special house call.
Val: Cosmetics, against the far wall. Thank you. Hey, Petey. Fragrances, inside to the left.
Adam: What the devil is going on here? This is my house. You can't just --
Val: And your office -- to the right.
Adam: You can't just walk through here unannounced. Where are you going with that?
Amanda: Apparently, to the right.
Val: It's the only wall with a free phone jack. Don't worry. We're going to add a new line for the fax.
Adam: Is that an espresso machine?
Pete: Not just any espresso machine -- the steam master 3,000. It has a dual boiler so that you can steam and brew at the same time.
Adam: Yeah, save me the sales pitch. Why is it here?
Erica: Well, now, Adam, surely you don't expect me to run a company, host a TV show, and guarantee you a sizable return on your investment without my daily dose of caffeine?
Adam: You're planning to work from here?
Erica: Well, you did ask me to move in.
Adam: Yes, well, I was expecting a couple of suitcases, not -- not file cabinets and coffee makers.
Pete: Espresso machine.
Pete: Not important.
Adam: Um, no -- wouldn't you be more comfortable in that brand-new office you had built?
Erica: Oh, yes, I definitely would. However, the doctors did ask me to take it easy for the next couple of days.
Adam: Oh, I seriously doubt this is what they envisioned.
Erica: Well, Fusion certainly can't afford another setback. So if I can't go to work, then the work should come to me, or with me. You don't mind, do you?
Adam: Oh --
Greenlee: Yeah, you know what? I know I'm late, but -- hello? Hi, Amanda, it's Greenlee. Where the hell is everybody, and did someone steal our fax machine? She what?
Greenlee: Look, I've got to go. I'll deal with Erica later. Uh.
Ryan: Thank God, you're here.
Greenlee: Oh, what's wrong?
Ryan: Emma's ballet recital -- it's the big Christmas show for all the parents.
Emma: Mommy said she'd make my angel costume.
Ryan: Yeah, she did, and I gave it my best shot. But it turns out, I don't know the first thing about wing construction or halos. Help me.
Annie: Daddy, you're back.
Aidan: Hey, Princess.
Annie: Can we go home now?
Aidan: We just got here, silly.
Annie: But I don't like it here. I want to go home.
Aidan: If we leave now, we're going to miss out on all the fun. You do want to have fun, don't you?
Krystal: Everything -- everything fell apart when Babe died, and I still do not know how to put it back together. And Tad is doing everything he can to help. You know, to help with the kids and to try to give me space to grieve, but his patience is wearing thin. And I can't blame him. I mean, I have not been much of a wife or mother.
Angie: Listen, Tad loves you, and he will be back. And, hopefully, it's going to be with good news about Jamie and Jeff. Oh, gosh, have you heard any word at all?
Krystal: Well, he called me when he landed in Africa, but we haven't talked since, so I was really hoping for an update from Joe.
Angie: Listen, as soon as the meeting is over, I will have him call you.
Krystal: You know -- you know, that's ok. I mean, I'm sure Tad will check in as soon as he can.
Angie: How long was he planning on staying?
Krystal: Till they're found.
Angie: What are you doing for dinner tonight?
Krystal: Boiling macaroni and heating up some chicken fingers.
Krystal: That's all Kathy will eat.
Angie: All right, listen. Let's go out. Leave the chicken fingers to Jesse and the kids. How's 6:30?
Krystal: You know, maybe some other time, honey.
Angie: Martinis -- on me.
Krystal: You know what? I really need to try to keep a clear head with Tad gone, you know? I've got to look after the kids.
Angie: Wish I knew where mine was. Gosh, believe it. His shift started over an hour ago. Oh, let me tell you. Frankie's lucky that David Hayward is off today. You know, that man is relentless. I mean, he is looking over everyone's shoulder, double-checking charts -- you know, questioning each and every order. And I swear that he is gunning for chief. If Frankie doesn't get in to work soon, he might be out of a job.
Frankie: I love this shoulder. You ok?
Randi: I just can't believe we waited this long.
Frankie: Well, I wanted it to be right for you. No pressure, no thoughts of the past. Just us, being together.
Randi: I never knew it could feel like this -- so connected. You know, sex was something I used to do to survive. But you showed me it could be so much more. Thank you for being patient.
Frankie: Well, you're definitely worth the wait.
Randi: Then you won't mind waiting just a little bit longer, because I've got to go to work.
Frankie: Hmm, Erica can do without the new face of Fusion for one day, I promise you.
Randi: Yeah, well, what about you, Doctor? Shouldn't you be out saving lives?
Frankie: Have you ever heard of the expression, "Doctor, heal thyself"?
Frankie: Yeah, well, you're my medicine.
Val: Ok, you have a conference call with the European distributors at 2:30, a pitch with the networks at 4:00, and a facial with Bernard at 7:15.
Erica: Oh, yes, a facial. Just move the network to 5:00, ok?
Erica: Oh, and, Pete, that espresso?
Pete: One double shot coming right up.
Amanda: Randi, it's Amanda again. Listen, just because you're the new face of Fusion doesn't give you a free pass to skip out on work. If I have to lug files into the Chandler powder room after Erica, then so do you. So get your butt here now.
Erica: Amanda, these phones are not going to answer themselves.
Amanda: Of course not.
Amanda: Hi, Fusion. Please hold. Fusion. Hold, please. Hello, thank you for calling. How can I direct your call? Sure.
J.R.: What is all this? Are you running for office?
Adam: Well, if I were, my first order of business would be putting Erica in charge of my campaign. Look -- no, look at her. She's a genius at multi-tasking.
J.R.: Yeah, well, with an entourage this big, she should be. Is there anybody else stopping by that I should know about?
David: Only me.
Adam: What do you want, Hayward?
David: I'm here to examine my patient, and I'm going to have to ask you all to leave.
Greenlee: Close your eyes.
Greenlee: Emma wants you to just close your eyes.
Ryan: How could you possibly have made wings already? You disappeared, like, two seconds ago.
Greenlee: Come on. She wants it to be a surprise. Ok, we're ready.
Ryan: My eyes are closed. Whoa -- oh!
Ryan: What? Are you kidding me? Those wings are the real deal. What -- do you keep a spare set lying around or something?
Greenlee: They're from last year's Valentine's Day shoot. So a little adjusting, and Cupid becomes a Christmas angel.
Emma: Do you like it, Daddy?
Ryan: Like it? Like it -- they are amazing. You are the most beautiful Christmas angel that I have ever, ever seen. What is it? What's the matter? Why aren't you smiling?
Emma: I wish Mommy could see them.
Greenlee: Why don't we take a picture?
Ryan: Why don't we take a picture? That is a great idea, and then we can send it to Mommy. Ok, and --
Greenlee: Stand right over here.
Ryan: Right over here.
Greenlee: Stand right over here. Take a picture, and we'll print it up right away.
Ryan: That's right. Look at the beautiful angel. Big smile. Oh, my goodness, Mommy is going to love it. What do you say to Greenlee?
Emma: Thank you.
Greenlee: You're welcome. Good luck tonight.
Ryan: We better get going, ok? My goodness gracious, you're so heavy.
Emma: Can Greenlee come to my recital?
Greenlee: Uh, I'd love to, but I think it's just for parents.
Emma: Friends are welcome, too.
Ryan: Yeah. Yeah, that's right. Friends are always welcome.
Annie: Where are all the other kids?
Aidan: They're in the play room.
Annie: There's a play room? Can I go?
Aidan: That's up to the doctor, Annie.
Annie: I don't like that doctor. She scares me.
Aidan: You haven't got anything to be scared of, ok? I'm here to protect you.
Annie: Well, can you make that doctor go away?
Aidan: Well, how about we play a game with her instead?
Annie: What kind of game?
Aidan: Well, you need to be on your very best behavior when the doctor comes in, answer all her questions, and then do everything that she tells you.
Annie: Like Simon Says.
Aidan: Almost. And then after the doctor leaves, I need you to remember everything you talked about and then tell it to me. Can you do that?
Annie: That's easy.
Aidan: You're a good girl.
Woman: Dr. Sinclair, there's a call for you at the desk.
Dr. Sinclair: Tell them I'm with a patient. Hi, Annie. How are you feeling today?
Annie: Much better.
Dr. Sinclair: Well, you certainly seem calmer. I take it you slept well.
Annie: I had my blanket to keep me warm.
Dr. Sinclair: It's very pretty.
Annie: Thank you. My daddy gave it to me.
Dr. Sinclair: Well, that's a very thoughtful gift. He must love you very much.
Annie: My daddy loves me more than anything.
Dr. Sinclair: I can see that.
Dr. Sinclair: Oh. I'm sorry. I have to check on another patient. But when I come back, I would love to hear more about your family, ok?
Annie: Ok. My turn to hide.
Aidan: Annie, you have to be careful what you tell the doctor about me. If they find out that I'm in here, I won't be allowed to visit anymore.
Annie: Ok, the doctor is gone. Let's play.
Annie: Come on.
Aidan: It's your turn to go hide.
Annie: Ok, you have to count. Go.
Aidan: Ok, 1, 2, 3, 3 1/2, 4, 5.
Aidan: I wonder where Annie could be.
Greenlee: Hello? Paul, I was just about to call you. The shots are perfect, exactly what I was looking for. Sexy with that subtle hint of sweet. Of course, I'm sure. Randi is gorgeous, with a body to die for. Men are going to fall in love with her. Women will want to be her. What more could I want from the face of Fusion? Worry about what? Randi? No, that -- that can't be true. Ok, wait -- hang on, hang on. What is the website? Ladies of the what?
Frankie: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? I thought we had a plan. You, me, the bed -- sound familiar?
Randi: I'm sorry, but I've got to go to work.
Frankie: Wait a minute. No, you don't. We can stay here in bed all day.
Randi: I'm so late, and Erica is going to kill me.
Frankie: Well, at least you will die happy. Hmm?
Randi: Frankie --
Adam: I will not be dismissed in my own house.
David: Well, Erica may be a guest in your home, but she is under my care. Hospital or not, I am bound by doctor/patient confidentiality.
J.R.: Well, when has a little thing like the law ever stopped you?
David: That's very funny coming from you, Junior.
Erica: Gentlemen, please, there's no reason to argue.
Adam: You're right, because I have no intention of leaving you alone with this opportunistic snake.
Erica: And I have no intention of being examined in front of an audience. So, will you all excuse us? This should just take a few minutes. Adam, you, too.
Adam: Do your job and get out. I don't want you in my house one second longer than necessary.
J.R.: Hey, do you have a minute?
Amanda: I'm at the mercy of Ms. Kane's schedule.
J.R.: I just wanted to thank you for last night.
Amanda: Look, you really don't have to thank me.
J.R.: Amanda, you kept me sober. I can't believe I was going to throw away a year of AA because of one glass on wine. Thank you, ok?
Erica: Hear anything juicy?
David: In this house? Always. So how are you feeling? Any pain, problems?
Erica: Adam's gone. Why don't you just tell me why you're really here?
David: I want you to think back a month or two ago. I was mourning the death of my daughter. You were bartering to save yours. Surgery in exchange for a favor to be named later -- I believe that's what we agreed on.
Erica: What do you want?
David: My grandson. I want you to help me get Little A out of the Chandlers' claws.
Erica: Adam loves that little boy.
David: So do I. He's all I have left of my daughter.
Erica: Well, he's all that J.R. has left of Babe, too. There's no way they're going to ever let you have him.
David: I have great confidence in you, Erica. You can be a very persuasive woman.
Erica: Well, you'll have to find someone else. I want no part of that.
David: We had a deal. I held up my end. I expect you to do the same, especially while Kendall's life is still hanging in the balance.
Erica: Are you threatening my daughter?
David: Of course not -- just making conversation. Now, let's look at that incision.
Randi: Six missed phone calls, four from Amanda and two from your mom.
Frankie: Well, maybe you should have called them and told them you weren't coming to work.
Randi: I was going to work until someone decided to take my clothes and my keys.
Frankie: Well, getting dressed was never part of the plan.
Randi: And neither was the couch.
Frankie: I mean, you were halfway out the doorway. Drastic measures had to be taken, my dear. Besides, better the couch than the hall. Can you imagine the look on Mrs. Schwartz's face?
Randi: We'd go from being that cute little couple in 2-G to the nymphos who had to get evicted for having sex on the stairway.
Frankie: How many people do you think actually take the stairways? Two, maybe three, tops?
Randi: Forget it. I don't plan on being homeless and unemployed.
Frankie: Erica's not going to fire you for taking a day off. You've earned it.
Randi: Yeah, well, tell that to Amanda. Maybe then she'll quit calling.
Frankie: Let me see -- I got a better idea. Let me see. Watch this.
Randi: What are you doing?
Frankie: I think I know how to work this thing. Let me see.
Randi: Here, let me help you.
Frankie: Yeah, please, just do that for me.
Pete: Still no answer?
Amanda: One ad campaign -- she's already let the fame go to her head. You know, Randi better be careful. If this whole modeling thing doesn't go through, she may need a job to fall back on.
Pete: Why wouldn't it work out? Have you seen Randi? Those lips, those legs -- good God, those legs go on for days. What?
Amanda: I thought you were all about Colby.
Pete: Yeah, well, she couldn't care less.
Amanda: So that's it? You're just going to give up?
Pete: I've tried. Believe me. The woman is unwooable.
Greenlee: Where is she?
Val: Ms. Kane can't be disturbed.
Greenlee: You want to bet?
David: Excuse me. We're busy here.
Greenlee: Yeah, well, you can play doctor another time. Meet the new face of Fusion. Or should I say, the old face of porn?
Greenlee: Turns out Randi has quite a following on the Internet. Congratulations, Erica. You've really classed up the Fusion brand.
Annie: Found you.
Annie: One more -- one more game, please, Daddy.
Aidan: I'll be back later. We can play then.
Annie: What -- wait. No, no, no, you can't leave. I'm scared to be locked in here by myself.
Aidan: You'll be fine. I'm just down the hall --
Annie: Oh, I know, but they lock the doors. What if there's an emergency?
Aidan: But Dr. Sinclair is going to come back, and she's going to play the game. You need to be here.
Annie: Ok, ok, I will.
Aidan: And remember, it's a game. Do everything she asks.
Annie: Ok, like Simon Says.
Aidan: That's right.
Annie: Ok. What's wrong, Daddy?
[Knock on door]
Randi: Maybe we should answer.
Frankie: Or maybe we can ignore it, and they'll go away.
Erica: Well, Randi hasn't yet been unveiled as the new face of Fusion. We have time to reshoot the whole campaign. I mean, this could have been much, much worse.
David: Well, the proofs are still out there. All it takes is one person to leak them on the Internet.
Erica: Well, then I'll just say that we were doing a segment on New Beginnings -- from sex trade to super model. No one's even going to bat an eyelash.
David: Hey, buddy.
David: What do you have there?
Little A: Snow plow.
David: Snow plow, wow. That's a great thing to have. So you're clearing the roads so we can drive home, right? Yeah? Do you mind if I take a look at it? Wow. This is cool. So what's this for?
Little A: The sand.
David: That's also a good thing to have. So you put the sand on the ground, right, so that the cars won't slide, right?
Adam: How long could it possibly take to examine a -- get away from my grandson.
David: Your grandson?
Erica: Adam, there's no harm in letting David spend a little time with Little Adam.
Adam: No, no -- no harm, did you say? The man has made it quite clear he wants custody.
David: No, all I want is to get to know my grandson.
Erica: You know something? You two, maybe you can discuss this at a later time. Actually, I could really use some air, some good, fresh, crisp air. I want to go for a walk. Come on, Adam. Walk with me, ok? Adam's going to be fine here with David. Got plenty of security. Little A's not going anywhere.
Adam: You've got three minutes.
David: All right.
Adam: Three. Let's go.
David: Hey, I tell you, buddy, this really is a cool truck. Where'd you get it?
Little A: Mama gave it to me.
David: Really? Your mother gave it to you? Wow. You remind me a lot of your mother. You know that?
Little A: I do?
David: Yeah. You have her eyes. Yeah.
Krystal: David? David, are you home? David?
J.R.: What -- is David still here?
Amanda: Yeah, he better wrap it up. I wouldn't want Erica to miss her facial.
J.R.: Yeah. Look, I don't know how you put up with her.
Amanda: Well, I'm a glutton for punishment, I guess. Why else would I have dated a guy like Jake Martin?
J.R.: Hmm, yeah.
Amanda: Thank you again for defending my honor last night.
J.R.: Jake needed to be put back in his place.
Amanda: Well, I definitely think your fist did the job.
J.R.: Yeah. He's a lousy drunk. Most are. Listen, don't let him get to you, ok? Hey. Back off, Hayward.
David: Calm down, Junior. We're just talking.
J.R.: No, I know exactly what you're doing. It's not going to happen, ever.
David: Hmm. Thanks for sharing your truck with me, all right, buddy?
Little A: You're welcome.
David: Hey, we'll play again real soon, ok?
Little A: Ok.
J.R.: Don't count on it.
David: You have some explaining to do. Don't make me come to you.
Adam: Time's up, Hayward. Where's Hayward?
J.R.: How could you leave him alone with my son?
Dr. Sinclair: Mr. Lavery, were we not clear about your wife's visitation policy?
Ryan: Oh -- no, I wasn't -- I wasn't going to visit her. I just -- I thought that maybe if she saw a picture of Emma, of our daughter, that it would -- it would help her recovery, you know? It would give her a reason to want to really get better.
Dr. Sinclair: Look, your wife has a long road ahead of her. I -- I wish just showing her a picture would snap her out of it. But it's probably going to take months of intensive therapy before we see any progress.
Ryan: Ok. I'd still like her to have it, though, if you don't mind. It's just that Annie was really looking forward to this recital, you know, and I realize getting a picture isn't the same thing as going in person, but this is all I can do right now, so --
Dr. Sinclair: I'll make sure she gets it.
Ryan: Thank you.
Dr. Sinclair: Mr. Lavery, what can you tell me about Annie's father?
Annie: Daddy? Daddy?
Angie: Frankie, I --
Frankie: Mom, what are you doing here?
Angie: You weren't at work.
Mrs. Schwartz: She was worried sick.
Frankie: Mrs. Schwartz.
Mrs. Schwartz: If I had known you were home, I never would have used my key.
Frankie: Would you give us a minute, please?
Mrs. Schwartz: Oh, certainly, dear. If you need anything else --
Angie: No, uh, thank you, Mrs. Schwartz. We'll talk later.
Frankie: Yeah, I can't wait.
Randi: Oh, my God. Please tell me that did not just happen.
Frankie: We're asleep. It's a dream, it's a bad dream.
Randi: God, I wish.
Frankie: Huh, that's one wish I can't grant.
Amanda: Krystal -- well, don't leave on my account.
Krystal: I -- I just stopped by to drop some pictures of Babe off for David.
Amanda: Oh, is he home? I knocked.
Krystal: Yeah, and then let yourself in with your own key. I didn't know you two were so close.
Amanda: Oh -- you kind of took the words out of my mouth. Last time I came here, you were passed out on the couch. Now I come and I find you waiting around for David to get home. For a married woman, you sure spend a lot of time here.
Greenlee: Emma, Emma, come here.
Emma: You came.
Greenlee: Yeah. I wouldn't miss it. I've got to see how those wings hold up.
Emma: Where's Daddy?
Greenlee: He's on his way. I just wanted to come back here and wish you good luck. You know what? You better get in line. I'll save a seat for Daddy.
Ryan: A blue blanket?
Dr. Sinclair: Mm-hmm. Annie said it was a gift from her father.
Ryan: I got to tell you, I don't ever remember her mentioning anything like that. I certainly didn't pack one for her, so --
Dr. Sinclair: Perhaps it's from her childhood? Could her father have brought it by?
Ryan: Uh -- Annie's relationship with her dad wasn't exactly close, you know. Her brother was the golden child of the family -- sort of. And after he died, Annie's relationship with her dad went from strained to completely nonexistent, so I doubt that he would reach out now that she's been committed. It doesn't make any sense.
Dr. Sinclair: Annie, what are you doing out of your room?
Annie: You -- no. Go away! Why are you here? I hate you!
Annie: Why don't you listen to me? I said go away! Get away! Daddy -- Daddy, help me! They're going to hurt me! They're trying to hurt me! Get off! Go away! Daddy, help me! Get away! Somebody help me! They're going to hurt me! Somebody help me.
Adam: Where's Little Adam?
J.R.: He's sure as hell not having a play date with David Hayward.
Adam: We were only gone a few minutes.
J.R.: And that makes it ok? He wants to steal my son. You leave the door wide open to him?
Erica: Well, now, certainly David has every right to want to see --
J.R.: No, no, he has no rights, not when it comes to my son. I make the decisions for Little Adam, not him, and certainly not you.
Adam: I made a mistake.
J.R.: A mistake? David Hayward will stop at nothing to get my son. Ever since Babe died, he's been fixated on that family. First, Little A, now Krystal. I've even warned her to stay away from him. But every time I turn around, he's there trying to help her cope with the pain. If she needs to lean on somebody, why can't it be Tad?
Adam: Why indeed.
Krystal: David was Babe's father. He may be the only other person in the world who understands what I'm going through.
Amanda: So you come here to lean on each other? Share your grief?
Krystal: David missed out on a lot of Babe's life. So if a few pictures of her here and there help him get over her death, then that's the least I can do.
Amanda: I'd love to see them. The pictures you brought.
David: Perhaps another time.
Amanda: I'm here now.
David: Krystal and I have some family business to discuss. Ours will have to wait. Come on.
Amanda: You know, I dropped everything to come here when you summoned.
David: Yeah, well, look at the bright side. Now you have plenty of time to talk J.R. out of having another drink.
Krystal: You -- you gave her a key.
David: I was lonely. Amanda was available.
Krystal: You're sleeping with her.
David: Slept. It meant nothing. She was just someone to help me get through the night.
Krystal: And, um, and now?
David: Now I'm not as lonely anymore. What Amanda and I had is a joke, a diversion to keep my mind off the pain.
Krystal: Yeah. Missing Babe makes you do some crazy things.
David: Not when I'm with you. Babe is a part of us, Krystal. You and I will be linked together forever.
["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies" plays]
Dr. Sinclair: Annie, look at me. Everything's going to be ok. You're all right.
Annie: You gave me a shot.
Dr. Sinclair: I had to. You were going to hurt Ryan.
Dr. Sinclair: Yes. He's here to help you. Would you like to speak with him? Ok. Go ahead.
Ryan: Just seeing me set her off -- I don't know if talking to me is such a good idea, Doctor.
Dr. Sinclair: Show her the picture.
Dr. Sinclair: Annie, Ryan is going to show you something. I want you to look at it and tell me what you see.
Annie: That's me.
Ryan: No, no, this is Emma.
Annie: Who's Emma?
Ryan: Emma's our daughter, Annie. I -- I took this picture right before the ballet recital.
Annie: I don't have a daughter, silly. I'm 6.
Ryan: Yes. Yes, you do have a daughter, Annie, and this is her. Her name is Emma.
Nurse: Dr. Sinclair, we have an emergency. We need you now.
Dr. Sinclair: Ok. I'll be right back.
Annie: I swear that's me. It is. You can ask my daddy.
Ryan: No, Annie, I can't ask your dad because he's not here. He lives in Chicago, remember?
Annie: No, he doesn't. He lives down the hall, and he came to unlock the door when I was scared. Ahem.
Ryan: Your dad?
Annie: Want to meet him?
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