All My Children Transcript Monday 12/22/08
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Ryan: Hey. Hey, you, what are you doing?
Emma: Wrapping Mommy's presents so we can take it to her.
Jake: Stupid, stupid holiday. "Gifts? No, you're not going to get gifts. Have you seen the economy? Do you listen to the news? I'll give you candy, and not to the overweight people in society, no. Just the skinny --"
Greenlee: Yo, Santa.
Jake: What do you want? What?
Greenlee: An imposter.
Jake: No, listen. Don't harass Santa, ok? He's had a crap day.
Brot: You shouldn't have come.
Taylor: Well, I couldn't just stay away. I want to help you.
Brot: There's nothing you can do, Taylor.
Taylor: I'm going to get you out.
Brot: No, you're not.
Colby: Is this for me? Ok, I'll open it as soon as Nana and the girls get here. Ok?
Little Adam: Ok.
Colby: All right.
J.R.: And then we can go to the lodge and wait for Santa.
Adam: I really wish you wouldn't go, J.R. You and Little Adam belong with your family this Christmas, especially this year.
Colby: Dad, if this is something J.R. needs to do, we should let him.
Adam: Of course, of course, you're absolutely right. So, I just want your happiness, you and Little Adam.
J.R.: Ahem. Thanks for the save.
Colby: You're welcome.
J.R.: Can I ask a favor?
Colby: Hmm, well, that depends on what you got me for Christmas.
J.R.: All right. I'm worried about Krystal. Tad asked me to keep an eye on her. Will you look after her while I'm gone?
Krystal: Yeah, thank you, Opal. Thanks for taking the girls last night. This -- this bug is really -- really hanging on. Listen, do you mind taking them one more night? I -- I just -- the last thing I want to do is give them the flu for Christmas, you know. Yeah. Thank you.
Krystal: Yeah -- no, no. No, that's -- that's ok. No, you don't have to stop by, really. No -- I've got -- I have plenty of chicken soup. Ok. Kiss the girls for me?
Krystal: Ok. Merry Christmas, too.
Zach: You should see the boys. They're so excited to open their presents. There's a few boxes for you, too. I told them to wait. Told them to be patient. That's what Myrtle taught me, or tried to teach me. Be patient. And we'll have Christmas together, and we'll have New Year's together. We'll have our lives together. Just got to be patient.
Brot: I don't want your help, Taylor. I committed a crime. I stole another soldier's identity.
Taylor: Yes, but that soldier was already dead, Brot.
Brot: It still doesn't change the facts. I broke the law.
Taylor: Ok, you broke the law. So what, you just give up?
Brot: Busting out isn't exactly an option at this point.
Taylor: No, but you can't just, you know, rot in jail.
Brot: I'm sure I'll take up a hobby.
Taylor: Don't do that. Don't act like it's no big deal. I know you.
Brot: All this time, you've been telling me not to run. Now, I'm not running.
Taylor: Ok, but I didn't say not to fight. The Brot I knew, he -- he fought for what he believes in. He -- don't do this. Don't just give up. What -- what are you doing? Are you playing martyr?
Brot: Some people would call it stepping up and accepting my punishment.
Taylor: You're not being noble. You're not being brave. Now you're using this to hide from me, to hide from the world, to keep from taking responsibility for your life.
Brot: You know what? You need to accept it and leave me the hell alone.
Greenlee: Tell me you didn't scare the little children.
Jake: They -- they -- they hated me, these little things, ok? I -- the "ho, ho, ho, ho" thing and everything and I -- I -- they yell, they booed me. They booed me, their little sticky fingers all over me. I said, "Don't call me names. Don't do that."
Greenlee: They so picked the wrong person.
Jake: Yeah, well, I'm the only one on staff. I'm not going -- nothing else to do.
Greenlee: No sick people on Christmas? That works for me.
Jake: I got my privileges suspended.
Greenlee: Why? What happened?
Jake: I tried to do a good deed. I tried to help keep Taylor's fiancÚ out of prison. Then the prince of darkness takes over the hospital.
Greenlee: What? Back up.
Jake: No, no, you back up. Let's talk about your crappy life, ok? I'm --
Greenlee: Which part? The part where I've filed for divorce from Aidan, who hates me, or the part where I can't be with Ryan?
Jake: Well, Ryan -- Ryan is a tough nut to crack, I give you that. I tried but -- one thing I'll say is I -- I do think he loves you.
Greenlee: When did you try?
Jake: Stupid. I might have gone there after I saw you the other night at ConFusion. I might have stopped by and had a little talk with him. Yes, I probably should've been sober before I took on your case, but --
Greenlee: Great. Next time, don't.
Jake: Look, I still win, ok? My life sucks a lot more than yours does.
Greenlee: Well, then why don't you get out of that red crazy suit, and let's go Scrooge together?
Jake: Because "Scrooge" is not a verb, my dear.
Greenlee: Do you want someone to be miserable with or not?
Jake: All right! Ok! Fine. But if anybody shows up for more past, present, or future ghost-wise, you know, we kill them. You with me?
Greenlee: I'll hold them down, you hit them with your sack.
Ryan: I know how badly you want to see Mommy, I really do, but remember Mommy's in a special hospital and -- and she can't have visitors right now.
Emma: But she has to have her present.
Ryan: Ok. I got an idea. Why don't we leave the present under the tree, and we'll leave a little note on the present for Santa to take it to him, because he's got the kind of magic where he can get the present to Mom.
Emma: I'll tell Santa Mommy's been a good girl and just tired.
Ryan: Ok. You finish wrapping, ok? You finish wrapping.
David: I have been calling, left messages --
Krystal: I haven't felt much like talking.
David: You crashed your car into a tree.
Krystal: I'll survive, ok? The car will be fine. I'm already fine.
David: Really? Nice bruise. You might have a concussion.
Krystal: Look, I said I'll survive, ok? I -- I have things to do. Excuse me.
David: Krystal, let me help you. Let me take care of you.
Krystal: Ok, fine. Fine, take care of me. You have five minutes, ok?
David: All right. All right, let me look at you. Ahem. Have you had any nausea since the accident?
David: Oh. Dizziness?
David: Mm-hmm. Headache?
Krystal: I took some aspirin.
David: All right.
Krystal: Oh, ok, great. With time to spare. Now if you would please leave.
Krystal: What -- look.
Krystal: It's Christmas, I'm busy. I've got presents to wrap, things to do, people to see, you know? It got a little messy.
David: You been sleeping on the couch?
Krystal: Yeah. So what?
David: Where's Jenny and Kathy?
Krystal: They're at Opal's. She is their grandmother, ok? They're doing some kind of a tiny tot's tea party for Christmas. Would you please go?
David: When was the last time you ate something? This clearly died a few days ago.
Krystal: It doesn't matter.
David: Yes, it does matter, Krystal. You matter.
Krystal: I'm sorry, but J.R. asked me to go over to the Chandlers' to exchange gifts, so --
David: Well, isn't it a little early to be opening presents?
Krystal: Yeah, well, J.R.'s taking Little A to the Chandler Lodge for Christmas, you know. It's just -- it's too much for him here. You know, there's memories of Babe everywhere.
David: Hmm. It's too much for anyone who loved Babe.
Krystal: Look, I got things to do, ok? So if you could just show yourself out, I -- I really would appreciate it.
David: All right, wait a minute. I'd ask you again if you would give Little A my gift from me, but I get the feeling it upsets you.
Krystal: It doesn't. It doesn't upset me.
David: You crashed your car.
Krystal: It was icy, ok? Listen, I'm sorry, I've got to get going. I got Christmas presents to wrap, I got to get dressed, you know? And I don't want to be late. Please.
Adam: Merry Christmas.
J.R.: Uh -- you know, I don't really need another gold watch, Dad.
Adam: Just open it.
J.R.: A map?
Adam: Yeah, it's a map. It's a trail, up to the lodge. It's way, way up on a hill. You can see for miles. It's a beautiful spot. There's a stream and a bench. You can sit and think, remember Babe.
J.R.: I don't know what to say.
Adam: Well, I can always get you another gold watch.
J.R.: It's perfect. I'm just afraid I didn't get you anything, Dad.
Adam: Ah, well, you've -- you've moved back in this house. You couldn't have given me a better gift, you couldn't.
Emma: When is Mommy coming home?
Greenlee: Well, she's not here right now, but she's always with you, because she loves you very much. And just like your daddy loves you and your brother Spike loves you, and me. I love you, too, Emma, very much. Come here. Come here.
Jake: All right. Let's go do shots of poison, and we can throw olives at anybody who doesn't see Merry Christmas the way we would like them to.
Greenlee: That's the best offer I've had all day.
Jake: Yeah. So I got to drop this back at Pediatrics before somebody else, I mean -- could I get a second?
Greenlee: I'll give you two. But you owe me a drink later.
Jake: You here for physical therapy?
Jake: How's Brot? Did you see him? How's he doing?
Taylor: He's still in jail. I think he's perfectly happy to rot in there. He won't take any help from me, he won't help himself. How do I let him bury himself in there when the guy that I knew -- you didn't know him. He was so --
Jake: So what?
Taylor: I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to dump on you. That's all I do is I dump on you all the time.
Jake: All right, well, go to physical therapy.
Jake: Hmm. Um -- so.
Greenlee: You love her, don't you?
Jake: No. Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
Greenlee: Hey. I have a better idea. Go talk to Taylor. She needs you. She doesn't want to ask.
Jake: I --
Greenlee: Come on. I'll deliver the Santa suit. Go, go!
Jake: Thank you.
Greenlee: Hmm. Ho, ho, ho-flippin'-ho.
Jake: Someone's going the wrong way.
Taylor: I -- I -- I know. I just -- I can't -- I can't focus on therapy when Brot's locked up.
Taylor: I can't do it. I don't know why he -- he won't even listen to me. He won't even let me help him at all. He's so stubborn. I know it's not your problem. It's my problem.
Jake: Well, it's -- it's ok.
Taylor: It's not ok. It's not ok because -- because you know, once upon a time, we were almost something, and now -- now we're --
Jake: Can I help you out -- help you out here? We're friends. And that's what friends do, they help each other. Look at this. I give you a gesture, a nice gift. Is that nice of me?
Jake: I'm a nice person. So why don't we just shut up with all that stuff, talking, just, you know, let's talk about options.
Taylor: With the Army? The Army's justice system? There are no options.
Jake: Well, there's got to be somebody that we could talk to, somebody with some power, somebody that could change something, somebody that can maybe -- anything -- reduce the charges --
Taylor: That's a great idea.
Taylor: That's a great idea. Thank you! Thank you, Jake. That's great!
Jake: Which part? Which part? Glad I could help.
J.R.: Hey, I was just about to call you.
Krystal: Sorry -- sorry I'm late.
J.R.: Here, let me help you. Where's Kathy and Jenny?
Krystal: Ah, quality time with Opal.
Adam: That's a scary thought. Well, you -- you look a little worse for wear, lady. Could I give you a little Christmas cheer? Scotch? Wine? Whatever you like. I'll bring it up from the cellar.
Krystal: I'm -- I'm fine, fine. Really. Oh -- whoo! Oh, goodness! Ah, look at those pink cheeks.
Krystal: Oh, wow. Hey, huh?
Little Adam: Are those all for me?
Krystal: Every last one of them. You want to open them up now? Ok. All righty. Colby, you want to supervise?
Colby: Yeah, yeah.
Krystal: Thank you.
Colby: All right, ready?
Adam: Have you heard from Tad?
Krystal: Yeah, he -- he called last night.
J.R.: Any word from Jamie or Jeff?
Krystal: Tad has been to every hospital, clinic, E.R. in the area that Jamie and Jeff were last seen. No sign.
J.R.: Oh, damn.
Krystal: Well, Tad sees it as a -- as a good thing, because it means they're not hurt.
J.R.: Yeah, well, if anybody could find them, it's Dad.
Adam: Have you seen David?
Krystal: Oh -- hey, you -- let me help you with that. Here. That's a tricky one. You scored, Little A. Yeah.
Colby: Can't wait to see what Santa brought me.
J.R.: Oh, that depends. Have you been a good girl?
Adam: Oh -- she's been an angel. An absolute angel.
David: Merry Christmas, all.
Zach: Man, you should see the house. Every inch of it is decorated. Little much for me, but there's presents a mile high. Only present I want is you back in my arms. So come on. So come back to me. Open those beautiful green eyes and come back. All right. I'll see you in a minute. Hey.
Taylor: How's your wife?
Zach: She's taking the scenic route, but she'll be back.
Taylor: Listen, the last time that we talked, I was a jerk.
Zach: I deserved it.
Taylor: It was an accident, you know? I had no right to treat you like that.
Zach: Glad you're on your feet.
Taylor: Did you mean what you said then about helping me?
Zach: Yeah, anything.
Taylor: I have a friend, a good friend. He's in trouble. He's a soldier. Brot Monroe. He assumed another soldier's identity, and he's been arrested. And he did it for me, to protect me, and he's not a bad person. He doesn't deserve to be there. But I don't have any money, and I don't have any power, so I can't help him. And I was hoping you could.
Jake: No, uh. Hey.
Amanda: Just -- please don't stop. Just keep going. I'm not here.
Jake: No, listen, Amanda, I -- I would like -- I need to, um -- I really would like to apologize to you.
Amanda: You should take the shortcut across the pond. Careful, the ice is thin.
Jake: Look, I was an ass, you know. I -- I was drinking that night. I mean, that's not a good excuse, because I hate when people --
Amanda: It's not. You called me a hooker.
Amanda: But it's ok, I'm over it. J.R. punching you in the face helped.
Jake: Yeah, that was good. I'm sorry. I -- I never would want to hurt you, ever.
Amanda: Good. Go, you're -- you're blocking my sun.
Jake: The sun, right. Ok. Merry Christmas.
J.R.: Get out.
Adam: I'm calling security.
David: Krystal, you're looking well.
Little Adam: Is that for me?
David: You bet it is. You want to take a look at it together? Come on.
David: Come here. So what do you think?
Little Adam: This is exactly what I wanted.
David: Really? Oh. Oh, I just knew it. Hey, you want to sit inside? Yeah? Ok, come on. Here you go.
J.R.: Don't fall for it.
David: I'm going to miss you so much on Christmas Day, Little Adam.
Little Adam: Can you come with us?
J.R.: No, he's not going to be able to make the trip, Little Adam. But we're going to have all sorts of fun there together.
Adam: Tell you what. We've got a whole bunch of presents out there that you haven't even seen yet.
Adam: Come on, come on, let's go, let's go check them out. Oh! What a big guy. Come on.
David: Little Adam, you have a good time, ok?
David: Well, I guess I'll go spread my holiday cheer elsewhere.
[David claps hands]
David: Krystal, Colby.
J.R.: Yeah, that was real clever. And that gift? Scored some face time with Little Adam.
David: That's all I want. No master plan to steal his soul. Just some time with my grandson -- with Babe's son, which we both know she would want.
J.R.: No, Babe didn't want that. You in Little Adam's life is the last thing that she wanted.
David: I have every right to see my grandson.
J.R.: Yeah, about that. My New Year's resolution -- find a way to send you back to hell.
Amanda: Ugh. Hello?
David: Pack a bag. You're going to the mountains.
Ryan: That's it. Are you all done?
Emma: I told Santa Mommy's the one with the pretty hair and the big smile.
Ryan: Ah. He's going to find her, and he'll give her the gift, I promise.
Emma: Do you think he'll see it?
Ryan: Oh, I know he's going to see it. You go ahead, and you put it right in front of the tree where he can find it without any problem, right out there in the open. That's it. Hey, you know what? It's almost time for you to go to the party with Kathy. Corrina should be here any minute.
Emma: I don't want to go.
Ryan: What do you mean, you don't want to go? You love tea parties.
Emma: Not without Mommy.
Ryan: Well, how about if I go? Would that work?
Ryan: Well, that should be Corrina. Ok.
Woman: Ho, ho, ho!
Greenlee: Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!
Emma: You're not Santa.
Greenlee: Sure I am.
Emma: Santa's big.
Greenlee: I shrunk. When Mrs. Claus threw my suit in the dryer, I was still in it.
Ryan: Hey, um, Santa, you might want to fix your belt there a little bit.
Greenlee: So, I hear you've been a good little girl. Come, sit on my lap and tell Santa what you want for Christmas. Oh. So, what's at the top of your list?
Emma: You're not Santa! You're Greenlee!
Greenlee: Does that mean I don't get any milk and cookies?
Greenlee: So, what gave me away, the "ho-ho-ho"?
Emma: You are silly.
Greenlee: I'm Santa, baby. Don't mess with me.
Ryan: Remind me to be a good boy next year.
Greenlee: Well, you made the "nice" list. Look at all those presents you have. Want to show me some of those?
Ryan: Yeah, why don't you show Mommy? Go. Go get it.
Emma: I got this for Mommy. The real Santa's going to take it to her.
Greenlee: It's so pretty.
Emma: The wrapping's crooked.
Greenlee: Well, crooked wrapping is very in. I am sure Mommy is going to love it -- and what's inside.
Ryan: Oh. Look who's here.
Corrina: It's party time.
Emma: I'm not going without Mommy.
Ryan: Annie usually takes her.
Greenlee: Well, who's going to write Mommy and tell her about all the fun and games and the yummy stuff? I'm sure she's going to love to hear all about it.
Ryan: That sounds like a plan to me.
Greenlee: What do you say?
Emma: Ok, I'll go.
Ryan: That's my girl. That's my girl. You can get rid of the hat. How about that, huh? Does that sound like fun? Ok, let's get you all dressed.
Greenlee: Just trying to get in the spirit.
Ryan: Get your hat on. You can do the rest before you go outside. Ok, ready? Here's the other mitten.
Corrina: Let's rock this party.
Ryan: "Rock this party" is right.
Ryan: You are amazing.
Greenlee: You want to get on Santa's good side? Give me some milk and cookies. Please.
Ryan: You brought us the tree, you fixed Emma's angel wings, you cheered her on at the recital. Greenlee, you really know how to talk to her. You really know how to make her feel like everything is going to be all right.
Greenlee: Everything is going to be all right. She has you for a daddy.
Ryan: I really don't know how to thank you.
Greenlee: I have an idea.
Ryan: Anything you want.
Greenlee: I want to get out of these clothes. Who knew that Santa had a thing for synthetic fibers?
Brot: Who are you?
Zach: Slater. Zach Slater.
Brot: What do you want?
Zach: Taylor said you could use some help.
Brot: I told her not to do anything.
Zach: I guess she didn't listen.
Brot: Well, tell her that I don't want any help.
Zach: Tell her yourself.
Zach: You're free to go.
Brot: That's not possible.
Zach: I got some friends working on your case. Until this is resolved, you're out of here. You coming or not?
Krystal: What the hell are you doing here?
David: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
Krystal: You broke in.
David: No. No, the door was open. I knocked, ok? You forgot to close it.
Krystal: I must not have been paying attention.
David: Great. Well, now you know why that bruise on your head concerns me.
Krystal: David, would you please just leave me in peace?
David: All right, fine. Just as soon as I get you something to eat.
Krystal: I'm not hungry. You're not going to find anything anyway. I haven't been to the store.
David: All right, look. Here, ok? There's some cookies on the counter in there and some milk. At least it's something.
Krystal: Don't want it.
David: All right, Krystal. What's going on? Come on, talk to me. Why all the suspicion all of a sudden? And why did you just run out of my house? Is it something I said, something I did? What?
Krystal: I -- I just -- I'm tired, ok? I haven't slept in ages.
David: Ok. Then this is exactly what you need.
Taylor: You're out. What happened?
Brot: Your friend Slater.
Zach: Case is being reviewed. There's a good chance it's going to get dismissed.
Taylor: I think I want to hug you.
Zach: Come here.
Taylor: Thank you.
Zach: I'm glad I could help. Take care of her, would you?
Taylor: You're out. It'll be ok. Don't you see? Now it'll all be ok.
Greenlee: Thanks for the shirt.
Ryan: Yeah, well, anything for Santa.
Greenlee: Nice fire.
Ryan: It takes the chill off a little bit.
Greenlee: Uh, you know, I should run down and, um, to my car, and grab my change of clothes.
Ryan: Hold -- hold -- wait, wait, wait.
Ryan: Open it.
Jake: Sorry. No, I was hogging.
Taylor: Sorry, no, it's my fault.
Taylor: What is it?
Brot: You shouldn't push yourself.
Taylor: I'm not pushing myself. I feel great. Can I get you something? Do you want, I don't know, some eggnog?
Brot: No, no. I have to go, ok? I have to go.
Taylor: Wait. But you just got out. I mean, we should celebrate.
Brot: No, don't worry. I'll call you.
J.R.: Our very own angel.
J.R.: Hey, buddy, I'm going to go get some firewood. You stay right here. Ok, I'll be right back.
David: Feel any better?
David: Good. You're not going to get up and run out on me, are you?
Krystal: No. Too comfy. Hmm.
David: All right, Krystal, tell me. Truth. Why do I get the feeling you're pulling away?
Krystal: Adam -- Adam said that one way you might try to get close to Little A is by giving him a fancy gift through me.
David: You have to be kidding. I would take that gift and throw it down the Chandler chimney if that was the only way for me to give a little Christmas to my grandson. It's hardly a plot to kidnap him.
Krystal: You hate the Chandlers.
David: Krystal, don't let them use you. We shared Babe. We loved her. We love her son. Don't let Adam and J.R. Take away from us what we have. Please.
Krystal: I miss her. I miss her so much. I'm sorry. I just -- I just -- I can't feel anything, you know? I can't -- I can't feel love, I can't feel joy. I just feel grief. I just feel so alone.
David: You're not. I'm here. And I'm going to take care of you. Come here.
Ryan: Are you ok? If you -- if you don't like it --
Greenlee: I love it. I love you.
Zach: I met a soldier. He was hurt in Iraq. He should have died. But he didn't. It was a miracle. You're going to be my miracle. All right. I'm going home to see the boys. I love you.
Kendall: Zach, wait, I'm coming.
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