All My Children Transcript Friday 5/21/10
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[Knock on door]
J.R.: You know, you don't have to knock just because we're in separate rooms.
Annie: Good morning.
Marissa: Hasn't she caused enough trouble around here already?
Scott: Annie wasn't the only one at fault, Marissa.
Marissa: No one understands that better than I do. But this is J.R.'s home. It's not Annie's. She doesn't belong here anymore.
Scott: Ok, look, I am sorry if having Annie around here makes this harder on you.
Scott: She's got nowhere else to go, ok? And then there's Emma.
Marissa: Oh, can we please not bring Emma into this, Scott? Annie being here has nothing to do with her. You want Annie -- God, just like every other man in this house. So what is it, Scott? Is it lust or love?
[Music plays at the casino]
Madison: I'm sorry for yesterday, for the way I reacted when you -- sometimes when people touch me --
Ryan: You don't have to apologize, ok? You don't, definitely not to me. Because I get it when things kind of catch you off-guard. You know, a slap on the back or an angry voice, and -- well, I don't know. It just kind of sneaks up on you. So I --
Madison: Yeah, but you didn't sneak up on me. You were right there with me, and I -- I'm sorry.
Ryan: One more "sorry" and you're out of here, ok? And, plus, this one's on me. Really, I should know better than just to reach and grab you like that.
Madison: No, I don't want you to feel like that. You can touch me anytime you want.
Singer: It's hard to say the way I feel
Greenlee: Whew! Whew. Whew. [Spots a butterfly in the park]
Opal: You -- you ok, Sugar?
Greenlee: Yeah, yeah. I just -- I just saw something that reminded me of another life.
David: Greenlee? [Reads a note from Greenlee that she's gone for a run]
David: David Hayward.
Tom: Mr. Hayward, it's Tom. I just wanted to let you know it's all taken care of.
David: So Ms. Kane won't be taking off out of West Virginia today?
Tom: Not on her plane she won't. It's scheduled for maintenance this morning. I fixed it so that they'll need a new fuel pump.
David: Excellent. And how long will the plane be grounded for?
Tom: I'd say at least 24 hours.
David: Ha ha ha! Thanks, Tom. Great work.
Jack: So how's Pigeon Hollow never gonna be the same again. It's in the middle of nowhere.
Jack: Do you have any idea where you're going?
Erica: No, not really. Oh. Hey, I think I may have just arrived. Ok, Jack, I'll call you back later. Hello? Hello! Anyone here?
Erica: No, don't do that! Stop! Stop it! Hold your fire! I'm Erica Kane!
Doc: Oh, so you are! Ha! And to think I thought you were a wild turkey. We got some running up there by the house.
Erica: Who are you?
Doc: Oh, pardon my manners. I'm Doc Waller. Honor to meet you, ma'am.
Erica: If you're so honored, you'll put that down. I don't appreciate being greeted by gunfire.
Doc: No, no, I'm sure you don't. Huh. You don't scare easy, do you? I can see why Pete chose you.
Erica: Chose me for what?
Doc: You'll find out.
Erica: Well, aren't we going up to the house?
Doc: Well, no, no. This is good enough, and we can keep our eye out for any wandering turkeys, too. [Chuckles]
Erica: Well, your home is not very easy to find, Mr. Waller.
Doc: Please, call me Doc. And you did all right. You did ok. Huh.
Erica: Is there any particular reason why I had to come here myself?
Doc: Well, Pete Cooney -- Palmer Cortlandt to you -- he gave me some very specific instructions. He said that in the event of his passing, I was to call you, and only you, to come see me.
Erica: But why me?
Doc: Well, Pete was not an easy man to get along with. I don't have to tell you that. Huh!
Erica: No, you don't.
Doc: But he said that he never found a friend outside of Pigeon Hollow he could trust until he met you, Ms. Kane.
Erica: The feeling was definitely mutual.
Doc: Hey, now, why don't I go get us some lemonade, and we can get down to business? Hmm?
Erica: Oh, ok. That sounds lovely. Thank you.
Doc: Don't forget.
Erica: Oh, the turkeys. Of course. Ok, I'll keep my eyes peeled.
Doc: All right. Ha!
Opal: You know, I'm glad I bumped into you today.
Opal: Mm-hmm. I really admire the way you have kept your chin up since you've been back. I wasn't thrilled with that wedding, but still, it was very brave.
Greenlee: Huh. Wow. Thanks, Opal. I don't think your gal pal would agree.
Opal: Oh, she would. She'd just never admit it.
Greenlee: We're talking about Erica, right?
Opal: You know, Erica only butts heads with the ones that are worth it, the ones who still got some snap in their garters.
Greenlee: I can't wait to snap mine in her face. Sorry. You know she's trying to steal my company?
Opal: Don't you try to put me in the middle of that one. You know, I've done a lot of readings in my day, many of them on you.
Greenlee: I remember.
Opal: Life had lots in store for you, Greenlee. But marrying David? That was never in the cards. I know they may have predicted some bad stuff for your wedding day, but you were always supposed to end up with Ryan.
Greenlee: Life's full of surprises.
[David walks up to Greenlee and puts his hand on her back]
Madison: Uh, that didn't come out right. Uh, I'm not telling you to touch me or anything. I just mean don't not touch me, because you think I'm gonna flip out or something. Ok, that sounded weird.
Ryan: Madison, relax. Really relax.
Madison: I'm weirding you out.
Ryan: No, you're not, actually. You're kind of cracking me up, to be honest.
Madison: I'm just -- I'm still learning. You know, I'm learning how to be open and be myself and how to deal with all this anger that I have towards Henry and my father. I'm not the best at trusting people.
Ryan: And why would you be? I mean, the men in your life have done nothing up till now but hurt you.
Madison: Yeah. But I can't use that as an excuse, or I'll spend the rest of my life very lonely.
Ryan: Somehow I doubt that.
Madison: Well, I guess I just have to find the right person. Not you. I mean, not that that would be a bad thing. I'm just -- ok! Can you tell that I'm horrible at this?
Ryan: At what? What?
Madison: At being a normal, social employee/friend? Because that's what we are. I get that.
Ryan: Cool. Ok. Because, honestly, you deserve somebody that doesn't come with any baggage at all. Right now, presently, I come with a truck full -- a barge full of baggage. So --
Madison: No, I'm -- I'm not without some bags of my own. Maybe not Louis Vuitton anymore, but still.
Ryan: So we're good?
Madison: We're great.
Madison: And I really hope that before -- you didn't think that I was --
Madison: Sorry. This is work. I should take this.
Ryan: Ok. Go. Go. Mm-hmm.
Madison: Ohh, thank God you called.
Randi: Ohh! Thank God you picked up.
Madison: What's wrong?
Randi: You need to get here right now. All hell is breaking loose.
Opal: Hope I bump into you again real soon.
Greenlee: Me, too.
David: Great seeing you, too, Opal! You should've woke me up this morning.
Greenlee: It was early.
David: So did you have a good run?
Greenlee: Yeah. When I'm feeling overwhelmed, you know, it helps.
Greenlee: Well, you know what I mean. I'm just bracing myself. The world's about to find out that Erica's been skimming money from her nonprofit line.
David: Right. And Erica will be dragged through the mud just like you wanted. Fusion will be all yours again.
Greenlee: I know.
David: Are you concerned we're gonna get caught setting her up?
Greenlee: No, no, no, it's not that. I just wish it had been a fair fight. Fusion Natural was inspired, David. It would've beaten Fusion Glam in a heartbeat.
David: You can't blame yourself, because Erica decided to fight dirty.
Greenlee: So tell me to stop whining already and let's go get my company back.
David: I like that idea. Come on.
Scott: I know that you are angry with Annie.
Marissa: Huh. What gave you that impression?
Scott: Marissa, she doesn't deserve to be thrown out on the streets. Come on. At least, not when Adam has every judge known to man in his back pocket. Let the divorce play out. And in the meantime, I will make sure that she stays away from the house.
Marissa: Don't make promises that you can't keep, Scott.
J.R.: You're not supposed to be in this house, remember? Aren't you supposed to be in your kennel?
Annie: If you are done foaming at the mouth, I came to make peace.
J.R.: Oh, really? With me?
Annie: Yes. If I'm staying at the gatehouse, you're gonna be bumping into me from time to time -- sunbathing on the deck or swimming in the pool. I mean, it's inevitable, J.R.
J.R.: No, this is you in my house, not just uninvited but illegally.
Annie: What are you gonna do? Call the police? What if Emma wants to come and see A.J. or vice versa? There are going to be sleepovers and drop-offs, ok? So as much as you might want to hate it, we have to learn to coexist.
J.R.: I don't have to do anything, Annie.
Annie: Great news that Marissa's moved back in, huh? But it looks like she hasn't exactly taken the plunge back into your bed. [Crawls into J.R.'s bed]
J.R.: Haven't you already done enough damage?
Annie: I've done enough damage? From what I recall, you were involved, too. There were two people involved in that, and trust me, I remember every single detail.
[Door opens and Marissa stands there]
Madison: That's right. We're expecting an announcement from management later on in the day. We'll let you know as soon as we know anything. Thank you so much for calling.
Greenlee: Morning, ladies. What's this?
Randi: A nightmare. They're saying an audit shows Erica diverted funds from her Miranda line and used the money for Fusion Glam.
Randi: I know. We can't believe it either.
Madison: There must've been some sort of error in the bookkeeping.
Greenlee: Well, whatever it is, we'll get to the bottom of it.
Randi: Yeah, well, press is all over this. Phones have been ringing off the hook.
Greenlee: What have you told them?
Madison: Nothing yet. We were waiting for you.
Greenlee: Good. Ok. Our first priority is protecting Fusion.
Madison: What about Erica?
Greenlee: Well, she's part of Fusion, right? All we need to do is we need to put together a press release.
Jack: What's going on here?
Ryan: Hey, you know, we have something really important to talk about.
Ryan: Your birthday. Ha ha! And don't worry -- here, have a seat. Don't worry. Plans are already in motion. I've been spreading the word very effectively, but I need some help with, like, the food.
Ryan: Ha ha. Pizza it is.
Emma: Is Greenlee coming?
Ryan: Um, you know, I haven't had a chance to talk to her about it yet, but I know she's really busy.
Emma: I miss her. Don't you?
Ryan: Yeah. We had a lot of good times together, didn't we?
Jack: Did you know about this?
Greenlee: I -- I just found out, same as you. It's horrible.
Jack: For Erica, not so much for you.
Greenlee: Dad, Fusion's reputation is on the line. I hope to God it's not true.
Jack: Oh, come on. You don't really think Erica did this.
Greenlee: I don't know what to think. She's not here to defend herself. Where the hell is she anyway?
Doc: Now, this is to be unlocked at the reading of the will -- the last version's inside.
Erica: I can't even take a little peek?
Doc: Not unless you want Pete to be rolling around in his grave. You know how he was about giving orders.
Erica: I do.
Doc: Besides, it's locked. Jackson Montgomery has the combination.
Erica: I know him.
Doc: Oh. But this? This is all yours.
Erica: "Erica. My dearest Erica. If you're reading this, that means I'm gone. It also means you've made your way to Pigeon Hollow, and for that I'm both glad and grateful. I know what you're thinking -- me, grateful? Well, I'm a lot of things I didn't used to be, but I'm still damn smart. So take a good look at where you are, and I'm not talking about Doc's ratty old house."
Erica: "I want you to look at all the beauty all around you. This is a place I ran away from when I was just a young man. At the time, I was running from who I was. But we can never really escape who we are, now, can we? You know that as well as I do. As I got older, I found myself spending more time back home, right where you are now, appreciating it for what it was: A place of simplicity, clarity, peace. I know life is anything but simple in your world. But I hope before you go, you'll take a few cleansing breaths of that West Virginia air and give yourself a moment just to savor the beauty, and maybe even try a glass of Doc's lemonade. You're probably wondering why I've chosen you to be the one to carry out my final wishes. It's quite simple: I've adored you since the day we met. Of all the people I knew and loved in my life, you and I were the most alike. Kindred spirits in many ways: Determined, stubborn, willful, adventurous, and always in a rush to get to the next thing. But I've come to learn that life isn't a race. It's a journey to be savored. So before you push so hard to get where you're going, take some time to appreciate where you are, who you are, and never forget where you came from. Live, my dear Erica. Love, and above all, be happy. Thank you for coming here to be a part of my curtain call. You will always have a special place in my heart. With love and affection, your friend and admirer, Palmer."
Annie: I just came to offer an olive branch.
Marissa: Good for you. Now, take your branch and get the hell out of my husband's bedroom.
Annie: Whoa. I was just trying to be nice.
Marissa: Well, try somewhere else. Don't test me. Go. [Sighs]
J.R.: She just showed up.
Marissa: God, what is she thinking?
J.R.: I don't know.
Marissa: It's bad enough having her on the property, but to see her up here with you?
J.R.: Well, it's not gonna happen again.
Marissa: You can't make sure of that.
J.R.: Watch me.
Scott: Whoa, whoa. What are you doing here?
Annie: Question of the day.
Scott: You weren't with J.R.?
Scott: Doing what?
Annie: Well --
J.R.: What do you think she's doing? She couldn't succeed at eviscerating my marriage the first time? She had to come back for round 2?
Annie: Ok, he's completely overreacting.
Scott: You may have found a loophole to keep her in the gatehouse. That's fine. But, damn it, this is family's house! You get her out now. I mean it, Scott! You do something about this or I will!
Erica: Thank you so much for holding onto all of this. You were obviously a very loyal friend to Palmer.
Doc: Well, Pete was a good old boy. Hmm. I give you a lift back to your car?
Erica: Actually, no. I think I'm gonna listen to Palmer's words and walk.
Doc: That's a good choice. Good choice. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Pleasure to meet you, Doc. Thank you. Good luck with your turkeys.
Doc: Oh! Well, thank you.
Erica: Ok. Ahh.
Opal: Did you get it?
Erica: I did. Oh, Palmer wrote me the most wonderful, wonderful note.
Opal: Yeah, he had a way with words when he wanted to, didn't he?
Erica: Yes, he did. He was very, very special.
Opal: Don't I know it.
Erica: Opal, listen, I'm leaving for home now, and I'd like to come by and see you just as soon as I land so I can tell you all about it.
Opal: Well, much as I am dying to hear every single detail, honey, I'm thinking that your first stop might be Fusion.
Erica: Wait a minute. Why? What -- what's going on?
Opal: The blogs will explain better than I can, but, uh, what I do know is you got some serious fires to put out.
[Erica uses her phone to find out the bad news]
Jack: Greenlee, Erica did not do this.
Greenlee: I know that's what you want to believe -- I do, too --
Jack: I believe it because it's the truth. Come on, she would not divert money -- from the Miranda Center -- for any reason. It's her daughter's baby, both literally and figuratively. Besides which, it doesn't even make sense.
Greenlee: What doesn't?
Jack: How long have I been Erica's lawyer? The woman has assets all over the place. If she needed money to launch her new line, she would get it somewhere, anywhere else. Oh, the timing on this just stinks, but you know that, don't you?
David: All right, hold on for a second. Are you accusing Greenlee of something?
Jack: Oh, not just Greenlee.
David: So given the choice between believing your own daughter and a woman convicted of insider trading, your faith immediately goes to Erica?
Greenlee: It's ok, David. It's ok.
David: No, it's not ok. We had nothing to do with this.
Greenlee: I'm sorry, Dad, but I just checked the books. I honestly don't see any other explanation.
Jack: I'm telling you it's just not possible.
Greenlee: Everything's back there if you want to take a look.
Jack: [Crumples paper] You bet I do.
Greenlee: Oh. Let the games begin. Hello?
Erica: How dare you set me up like this, you spoiled-rotten, selfish, petulant brat!
Greenlee: Hello? Hello? I -- I can't hear you.
Erica: Oh, don't even try it. I know you can hear me.
Greenlee: Whoever this is, there's a terrible connection.
Erica: Yeah, it's terrible for you. You thought it was tough losing a year of your life?
Greenlee: I think you should call back.
Erica: Try spending ten behind bars! Huh.
Greenlee: Put the phones on voice mail.
Randi: What about the reporters?
Greenlee: I know they want answers, and until we can give them those answers and put out an official statement, you talk to no one. Understand?
Erica: I'm gonna kill her!
David: You're doing an incredible job.
Greenlee: I hate lying to my dad.
David: Ok, just try to remember the only reason you're doing this is because Erica threw the first punch.
Greenlee: I know.
David: She not only hurt you, Greenlee, she used your father. She stole that contract right off of his desk. You're doing this for him, too.
Greenlee: I'm pretty sure my dad won't see it that way, but thank you for trying to make me feel better.
David: Ok, look around. You started this place. Fusion is your company. Ok? So you're trying to do this to hold onto it, right? How about a little more confidence behind that, hmm?
David: Better. All right, look, we already got the ball rolling here, so why don't we let it settle and go get some air?
Greenlee: Sounds like a good idea.
Erica: What part of "I need to get home" did you not understand?
Pilot: I do understand, Ms. Kane, but we can't take off until the scheduled maintenance is complete.
Erica: Maintenance? We got here all right, didn't we? I mean, what could possibly have happened between the morning and now?
Pilot: It will only take a few hours, I promise.
Erica: I don't have a few hours. Look, if you refuse to fly me home, I'll just find another pilot.
Pilot: No. I just need to file that flight plan first.
Erica: We're headed to Pennsylvania. There. It's filed. Do I need to call another pilot?
Pilot: We'll be in the air shortly.
Erica: Ohh. Thank you.
Scott: Why don't you take it down a notch, J.R.? You don't call the shots around here any more than you do at Chandler Enterprises.
J.R.: How the hell do you expect to handle the barracudas in the business world when you can't even stand up to Annie?
Scott: You need a lesson?
J.R.: Right. Huh. My father give you a spine when he gave you the company? Oh, what you think my father would say, Scott?
Scott: You'll never know, will you, because he made it crystal clear that he never wants to see or speak to you ever again. And as having stones to run C.E.? I think you'll be surprised.
J.R.: What's that supposed to mean?
Annie: It means Scott has a heart, and sometimes that's enough to find success in this world -- not that you would know anything about that.
J.R.: Can you put her outside? Better yet, just put her down.
Annie: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come up to the house.
Scott: No, no, no, to hell with him. You really went to bat for me.
Annie: No, I didn't.
Scott: Yeah, you did. You took on J.R. and all his nasty comments. I appreciate it.
A.J.: You're staying for good, right?
Marissa: Your daddy and I are trying really hard to make that happen. Yeah. Will you do that again? You just made my day, you know that? Your smiles always do.
Greenlee: Thanks for the pep talk.
David: Anything for you, darling. You know that.
Greenlee: Anything? Really?
David: Try me.
Greenlee: I'd kill for an iced coffee right now.
David: Oh. We wouldn't want to add murder to your rap sheet, now, do we? I'll be right back.
Greenlee: Oh! Whoa! Ha ha ha! Fancy meeting you here.
Emma: Will you come to my birthday party? Pretty, pretty please?
Greenlee: How can I say no to that?
Ryan: It's very tough.
Greenlee: I'll be there, Emma. I wouldn't miss it.
Greenlee: Hee hee hee hee!
Emma: I have something for you.
Greenlee: You do? Well, why you holding out on me? Come on! [Gasps] Oh, Emma, it's beautiful. Thank you.
[Emma gives Greenlee a white bracelet]
Ryan: Hey, Ems, we should probably get going, ok? I got to drop you off at the sitter before I go back to work.
Emma: Can I make one more daisy bracelet? Please?
Ryan: Ahh. Ok. Ok, go. Just one. Not too far, ok?
Ryan: Like I said, it's tough. Yeah. Yeah. So, uh, how's work?
Greenlee: It's a little crazy right now, but I'll deal, you know.
Ryan: Hmm. Hey, thanks for saying that you'll come to her party. I know she kind of put you on the spot, so if you don't want to --
Greenlee: I wouldn't disappoint that little girl for anything in the world.
Ryan: I guess we still have some things in common, then. I'll see you later. Ok?
Greenlee: Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
David: So what did he want?
David: Wow. That's some serious bling you got there.
Greenlee: Mm-hmm! Emma made it. It's pretty fashionable, right?
David: On you, everything looks fashionable -- even me.
J.R.: Annie went back down to the gatehouse. If I catch her in here again, I swear --
Marissa: We're doing this all wrong.
J.R.: What do you mean?
Marissa: If Annie wants to hang out at the house, great. Let her. We're the ones who should leave. Let's take a trip, just the three of us.
J.R.: Well, there's nothing I'd like more than to go away with you and A.J.
J.R.: I just don't think right now's a good time.
Marissa: I thought the goal was to fix what's wrong with us.
J.R.: Yes. Of course, it is.
Marissa: Well, we can't do that here, not with Annie popping up all over the place. All she does is remind me of --
J.R.: And I hate the fact that you have to be around her. I just got on my feet again from the cancer. I'm trying to take over the company. I thought it was gonna be easier. I don't know -- Scott's got something up his sleeve. I can feel it.
Marissa: Ok, so let me just make sure that I understand this. Instead of taking a vacation with your wife and your son, you want to stay here to battle it out with your cousin?
J.R.: No. I want to go away with you -- in fact, I can't wait.
Marissa: Well, clearly, you can.
J.R.: Just give me a few weeks just to make sure there's not a coup underway at Chandler.
Marissa: I thought you were serious about making our marriage work.
J.R.: I am.
Marissa: Ok, then you need to figure out what is important to you -- your family business or your family.
Annie: One more place that Emma's gonna have to adjust to as home. I mean, when I think about all the times I've shuffled her around --
Scott: Not all of them your fault.
Annie: Yeah, but I have to take the blame for this one. I really have to get my life together, Scott, for Emma's sake.
Scott: You will.
Scott: No doubts.
Annie: In the meantime, I'll just bother you while you're trying to work.
Scott: You are not a bother. I got to tell you, having you around --
Annie: Keeps things interesting?
Scott: Yeah. And fun.
Scott: I swear, even when you and J.R. are at each other's throats, the things that come out of your mouth, I got to smile.
Annie: He won't get rid of you. He can't.
Scott: I actually have a little insurance in case he tries anything. Come here.
Annie: What? Wow! What is this?
Scott: It's some specs on a new product. It has the potential to make millions, maybe even billions for the company that develops it.
Annie: You came up with this?
Annie: Then how'd you get the specs?
Scott: I stole them.
Erica's voice: Well, no, I don't think so. I don't think that Jack could ever really hate me.
Palmer's voice: No, I don't suppose he could, really. Oh, give it some time. Give it some time. He'll come around someday.
Erica: Oh, I just feel so alone.
Palmer: Erica, you're not alone. Hey, I'm here. Ha ha ha!
[The plane jolts]
Erica: Is everything all right? Is there a problem?
Pilot: There is a problem. Trying to work it out.
[Plane jolts again]
Erica: It doesn't feel worked out!
Pilot: We're gonna have to make an emergency landing.
J.R.: Because of you, I'm living and breathing.
Marissa: Annie did that.
J.R.: She may have saved my life, but you make me want to live it, every day. If it weren't for you and A.J., I would've given up a long, long time ago. So, yes, of course. Sign me up for whatever, whenever. I don't care, just as long as I'm with you. [Kisses Marissa]
Marissa: Ohh. Hey, should we be doing this?
J.R.: Say the word, and I'll stop. [Continues kissing Marissa but stops abruptly when he flashes back to kissing Annie]
Scott: And I shouldn't be talking about this with you.
Annie: Well, it's obvious you have to talk to somebody about it. I mean, think whatever you want about me, Scott, but you and I both know I can keep a secret.
Scott: Ok. You remember when you heard me talking to Palmer Cortlandt? Yeah. I was meeting with him a lot before he died.
Annie: "Meeting with him"? As in working with him?
Scott: Yeah. Yeah. He was looking to get his company back off the ground, and he wanted a new partner. And at first, I thought he just liked the idea of stealing me away from Uncle Adam. But I got to tell you, the more time we spent together, Palmer genuinely liked me.
Annie: Well, he must've trusted you, too, if he was comfortable sharing all this.
Scott: Nobody knew, besides me, that he had that in development.
Annie: And now he's gone.
Annie: What are you gonna do? You have this invention Palmer was working on in your possession?
Scott: It's a nanotechnology breakthrough, Annie. And Palmer -- he bankrolled it, so he owned the whole process. Now, it's complicated, but it basically creates pocket-size computers that can project their screen onto any available flat surface. It can be a wall, it can be your hand, but it's not just a visual screen. No. It's a touch screen, so wherever you're projecting becomes the actual computer.
Annie: That's amazing.
Annie: And now that Palmer's gone, there's nothing to say these plans ever belonged to anybody but you.
Madison: Erica's in some serious trouble, Ryan.
Ryan: What? What happened?
Madison: She's being accused of embezzling money.
Ryan: What? From where? From Fusion?
Madison: Well, they're saying that she took cash from the Miranda line profits, and instead of giving them to the center, that she's injecting it into Fusion Glam.
Ryan: And what does Erica say?
Madison: I don't know. No one can find her.
Greenlee: Ryan had no clue what was going down at Fusion.
David: Yeah, well, he will soon.
Greenlee: Take it. I have to work on this press release anyway.
David: David Hayward. What are you talking about, the plane took off without being inspected? You told me you disabled the fuel pump.
Erica: Bianca? Hi, Bianca? Please -- Bianca? Oh, please, God. Please -- please let me get through this. Please. I know -- I know you have given me so much, and I have taken so much for granted. And I know I don't have any right to pray to save my own life, but please -- oh, please, God, please take care of my children.
Pilot: Tighten your seat belt, Ms. Kane. Brace for impact.
Erica: Oh, God! Jack!
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