All My Children Transcript Thursday 7/22/10
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Annie: I was way too excited to sleep, so I dug up all these old bridal magazines and thought of some fabulous ideas. Did you know to get married at the top of the Empire State Building is only a fraction of the price than if you got married at the Eiffel Tower? I mean, not that price really matters. I mean, we are Chandlers --
Scott: Yeah. No, I'm here. How soon can we make that happen? Just let me know. Ok, great. Thank you.
Annie: Uh-huh. I mean, if the top of the Empire State Building is too much and you want to stay local, we could always get married at the club. I'm sure once we tell them that it's a Chandler wedding, they'll make it happen.
Scott: You think so, huh?
Annie: Oh, absolutely. But first things first. I have to call the newspaper so they put in an announcement. Oh, and I have to call a photographer so they take our picture. And I want to make sure I get this beauty in the shot. Ugh -- all those people who thought I was washed up after Adam Chandler left me -- they can all just kiss my --
Scott: No one's going to be kissing anything until your divorce from my uncle is final.
J.R.: Now, you're sure that he doesn't know that you're working for me? Right. Keep it that way. I'll show my appreciation with an added bonus on top of your fee. [Laughs] I thought you would. Just call me as soon as that deal is sealed. All right.
Annie: You know what? I don't really need the whole Broadway production.
Scott: It sounds like you do.
Annie: No, I -- I was just brainstorming. I can ditch the whole megawatt wedding thing. We could just fly to Vegas once my divorce is finalized.
Scott: Oh, I don't know. Eloping might cut down on your guest list by a few hundred, at least.
Annie: You and I are the only people that matter.
Marissa: Have you seen Krystal? Krystal, my mother? The owner -- is she here?
Caleb: I haven't seen her. Sorry.
Marissa: I'm sorry, I don't mean to be such a mess. I just, um -- I just blew the bar exam. And all the practice tests and studying and gallons of caffeine to pull all those all-nighters -- it was just for nothing. [Cries]
Caleb: You got the results already?
Marissa: I don't have to. I know that I failed. I was so distracted and I -- I just knew that I would tank it. I walked out before I even finished it. I told you, I'm a complete mess.
Ryan: You're awfully quiet this morning.
Emma: I'm making wishes.
Ryan: What are you wishing for?
Emma: If I tell, it won't come true.
Ryan: Well, if you don't tell, I won't be able to help it come true.
Emma: I'm wishing I find my Cinderella dress.
Ryan: Ems -- I told you that I would buy you another one.
Emma: It won't be the same.
Ryan: Why? What's so special about this one?
Emma: Greenlee gave it to me. Daddy?
Emma: Are you making wishes, too?
Greenlee: What are you doing?
David: Just watching my beautiful wife sleep.
Greenlee: You should be sleeping yourself after the night you had.
David: Did I wake you?
Greenlee: I was in and out, but every time I did wake up, I could hear you walking around.
David: I'm sorry. I just figured that you'd be completely crashed after your trip to New York.
Greenlee: It did take a lot out of me.
David: But you're glad you did your part, right?
Greenlee: I am.
David: You know, you mentioned something about, um, seeing the usual suspects at the convention, but you never mentioned who they were. Um, did you know any of them, or -- were they just advertisers?
Greenlee: Not all.
David: Well, did you know anybody well? Or they were just all acquaintances?
Greenlee: You found out I saw Ryan, didn't you? How did you even know that I saw Ryan?
David: Frankie Hubbard told me.
Greenlee: How did he -- it doesn't matter. Why didn't you ask me about this last night?
David: Oh, I don't know, Greenlee. I guess I was just waiting -- hoping that you would tell me on your own.
Greenlee: Well, there was nothing to tell. It's not like I planned to run into Ryan. It was a last-minute thing.
David: So you had no idea that he would be there?
Greenlee: I wasn't going for him. And I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt you.
David: Huh. Well, so much for being honest with each other, right?
Greenlee: I know. I know, we did promise that, but I just didn't see the point of making more of it than it was.
David: The fact that you kept it from me at all makes it seem like there was more to it.
Greenlee: I was just trying to spare you. I mean, if anything, this trip was a wake-up call.
David: Really? In what way?
Greenlee: I realized that I don't have to go to New York or anywhere else to get what I need. I have everything I need right here in Pine Valley. I have a thriving business, a loving and supportive husband.
David: Well, that's nice to hear.
Greenlee: I mean it.
David: Do you really?
Greenlee: Why would you doubt that?
David: I guess I'm just curious. If you really have everything you could ever hope to have with me --
Greenlee: I told you that I did.
David: Then why are you carrying around a picture of you and Ryan?
Madison: Good morning, you two.
Ryan: Hey. This is a nice surprise, isn't it, Emma?
Madison: Well, I saw your car parked outside, and I remembered you saying that you were having breakfast with Emma this morning.
Ryan: Well, I'm glad you came by. Making you leave New York early, an omelet is the least I could do.
Madison: Oh, well, you had someone very important to get home to.
Madison: Something tells me you didn't have any luck finding your Cinderella dress. Well, then, it is a good thing I brought this --
Madison: For you.
Emma: What is it?
Madison: Look inside. See.
Emma: [Gasps] My dress!
Emma: It's not mine.
Madison: What do you mean?
Emma: No, thank you.
Ryan: E -- Ems --
Madison: It's ok, it's ok.
Ryan: Well, no, no. No. No, it's --
Madison: They assured me at the store that this is the only one they sell.
Emma: My dress had a special message -- right in here, written in silver thread.
Madison: Well, what did the message say?
Emma: "From your fairy godmother. Love, Greenlee." Can you just call and ask Greenlee to help me find it?
Ryan: Um, I -- I don't think it's a great idea right now, Ems.
Madison: Ryan, call her. I'm sure if you tell her what happened, she can have this re-embroidered, too. I could drop it off at Fusion.
Ryan: Um -- are you sure?
Emma: Please, Daddy?
Madison: Well, we can't disappoint Cinderemma here, can we?
[Ryan and Emma chuckle]
Madison: I'll catch up with you later?
Caleb: Who wants to be a lawyer, anyway?
Caleb: Well, you know, people take those tests 2, 3, 4 times.
Marissa: It's not just the test. It's everything. It's my whole life. My marriage, my husband. You know, it's like -- it's like the harder I hold onto it, the more it slips away. And living in that house -- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I came here looking for Krystal and here I am just forcing you to listen to me go on and on.
Caleb: Ah, forget it.
Marissa: I can't. It's just another embarrassing reminder of what a complete basket case I am.
Caleb: Where are you going? Sit down. Sit down.
Marissa: Excuse me?
Caleb: Well, you can't drive when you're like this. Sit down. Come on. A glass of water or something?
Scott: Did I miss something?
Annie: What do you mean?
Scott: You went from Lady Di going to Buckingham Palace in a horse-drawn carriage to an Elvis impersonator on the Vegas strip.
Annie: I just -- I just got a little carried away for a second. A big production is not necessary. You are all that I need.
Scott: And I want to give you the wedding of your dreams.
Annie: I don't need it. I just want to make sure you know that you are all that matters.
Scott: I do. Believe me, I do.
J.R.: Have you spoken to business affairs today?
Annie: Uh --
Scott: We were kind of having a private moment here, cuz.
J.R.: Well, next time, move to a private space.
Scott: Maybe you should be checking up on your wife.
J.R.: She's taking the bar today.
Scott: And she was pretty freaked out when she left.
J.R.: I'd rather not bother her during her test, so -- actually, I had something I need to run by you.
Scott: You know, whatever it is, it can wait, because my fiancée and I are planning a wedding here, so if you don't mind --
J.R.: Whatever you say.
Scott: Listen, when I asked you to prove that I was right to have faith in you, I didn't mean give up your wedding dreams. I love you, and I want to give you the world.
Annie: Mmm, mmm.
Greenlee: That picture of me and Ryan was in my day planner.
David: I guess that's where it was -- in your day planner.
Greenlee: Were you going through my things?
David: Of course not. I trust you. Which is why, when it fell out of your book, I was pretty surprised.
Greenlee: Well, you shouldn't be, because it's not mine.
David: Oh, Greenlee --
Greenlee: It's true, David. My father gave it to me -- before he left town with Erica. He said he wanted to remind me how happy I was with Ryan -- "was" being the operative word. It was a lame and manipulative stab at sentimentality on my father's part, and I told him so. You're making too much of this.
David: Huh. You keep saying that.
Greenlee: I didn't think twice about it. Look at me. You are the one who has been there for me. You saved my company, you took the fall for that whole Miranda Center fiasco. I mean, you went above and beyond to keep Erica in West Virginia so I could get a leg up on the competition. I mean, you have risked everything for me.
David: Because I love you.
Greenlee: And I'm grateful, for all of it. Too grateful to go backwards. Please say you believe me.
David: Ok. Ok, I do. I'm sorry if I accused you.
Greenlee: Well, I'd rather you ask than to hold it in and let it fester.
David: All right, I'll give it a shot next time. Look, I got to get going. I've got a meeting with the board, and I still haven't showered.
Greenlee: This really isn't a good time.
Ryan: I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm having a little bit of a crisis.
Greenlee: Are you ok?
Ryan: I'm -- I'm fine. It's Emma.
Greenlee: What's wrong?
Ryan: Well, she lost the Cinderella dress that you gave her, and she's completely and totally devastated.
Greenlee: I'll get her another one.
Ryan: We tried that, and it seems that it's the embroidered message on the inside of the dress that means more to her than the actual dress itself.
Greenlee: Bring me the dress that you bought, and I'll have my art department embroider the same message in there. It'll take no time at all.
Ryan: Madison's on her way over there right now with the dress. Could you do your fairy godmother wand wave and make it all better?
Greenlee: Consider it done.
Ryan: Thank you. Hey, I'm taking Emma to the park. Any chance you could just kind of bring it by there when it's finished?
Greenlee: The park it is. [Sighs]
Scott: I feel so lucky.
Annie: I am the lucky one. You're a good guy, Scott Chandler. Most people would probably say too good for me.
Scott: No. No, we have both made our share of mistakes.
Annie: Yeah, well, I think I have you beat in that department.
Scott: I don't care what you've done. I love you for who you are.
Annie: You do accept me, don't you?
Scott: I do. Forever and ever.
Annie: So? When can we make it official?
Scott: [Chuckles] Well, I talked to the lawyer, and we could fast-track the divorce through the courts and have it finalized as early as next week.
Annie: Great. What day next week?
Scott: I'm not exactly sure.
Annie: Ok. Well, I just want to make sure that there's an opening at the courthouse so we can get our license in time.
Scott: Well, it doesn't have to be the same day. Why are you pushing this?
Annie: I'm not.
Scott: Yeah, you are. Annie, I told you, you don't have to play games with me.
Annie: I guess I just -- feel like when you find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, you should start that life as soon as possible. I really, really want to be with you. And I want to be Mrs. Scott Chandler. The sooner, the better.
Caleb: I think we're out of napkins.
Marissa: Don't worry, I'm done crying. I'm just angry.
Caleb: At your husband?
Marissa: At myself. I can't believe that I let my mess of a marriage destroy my professional future.
Caleb: You can't let the Chandlers ruin this for you. They've done enough damage already, trust me.
Marissa: Oh, God. I can't deal with him right now. I have to go.
J.R.: Marissa? What the hell did you do to her?
Caleb: Excuse me?
J.R.: My wife. She just ran out of here in tears after talking to you, so you must have said something to upset her. What was it?
Caleb: If your wife is upset, it's probably because she's realizing that she's married to a first-class jerk just like his father.
Krystal: Marissa? Baby, what's wrong?
Marissa: Oh --
Krystal: What -- oh. All right. What did J.R. do now?
Marissa: I did it this time. It's my fault.
Krystal: What? What -- what is it? What is it, honey? You can tell me.
Marissa: I took the bar exam this morning -- or I tried. And I just completely tanked.
Krystal: You know what? I bet you did better than you think.
Marissa: No, I couldn't even get through it. All those months of killing myself, wasted.
Krystal: You know what? You've had a lot on your plate. Your marriage problems alone would have kept a weaker person under the covers for a month.
Marissa: But I thought I could do it. You know, rise above what happened with J.R. I told myself over and over again not to let what he did get in the way of what I want. You know, what I worked so hard for. But then every time I turned around, the two of them were just staring at each other across a room. Oh -- I guess I'm just not as strong as I thought.
Krystal: Wait a minute. Like hell you aren't.
Krystal: No. No, no, J.R. is the weak link in this marriage. You're the one that's held everything together. Especially for A.J.
Marissa: Oh, that little boy has been through too much.
Krystal: [Sighs] At least he has you for his mother. And as for that exam --
Marissa: Ok, if you're going to tell me that I can take it again, then I don't even want to think about that right now.
Krystal: No, that's not what I was going to say. I will give you some advice, though. Before you throw yourself back into that studying hell, I want you to dig really, really deep. And I want you to take a good, hard look at your marriage and what it's giving you, and if it's even worth getting.
Marissa: Are you saying that I should leave J.R.?
Krystal: [Sighs] Honestly, I don't see how you stay.
Marissa: I love him. And I love A.J. I mean, that little boy is like my son.
Krystal: A.J. will always be a part of your life. But his daddy is becoming toxic to you.
Marissa: No. No, no, no. I just need to learn how to handle him better.
Krystal: You shouldn't have to handle him at all. You know, married or not, yes, J.R. is -- he can be a sweetheart, but he comes with a whole boatload of his own problems. And the longer you stay with him, the bigger the chance you have of getting sucked into them and away from the kind of life that you deserve. Don't let him rob you of that.
Marissa: You're starting to sound like Caleb Cooney.
Krystal: You talked to him about this?
Marissa: You weren't there. And unfortunately for him, he was.
Krystal: Well, what exactly did he have to say about it?
Marissa: Just that I shouldn't let a Chandler ruin my life.
Krystal: That can happen. If you stay married to J.R., he can pull you down right along with him.
Caleb: Ahem. You're going to have to move, Junior.
J.R.: No. Where do you get off sticking your nose in my family's business? What has any Chandler ever done to you?
Caleb: Do you want to move, or you want me to move you?
J.R.: I get it. You're hanging onto the old Chandler-Cooney rivalry. If that's what it is, you need to step into the 21st century with the rest of us here.
J.R.: Because Palmer and my father -- they were at a ceasefire a long, long time ago.
Caleb: Seeing how upset your wife was is proof that the world would be a much better place without your family in it.
J.R.: Don't you bring my wife into this.
Caleb: If you cared about your wife, you would have gone after her, instead of picking a fight with me.
J.R.: You know, I'm not going to stand here and listen to you preach about my marriage. You son of a --
A.J.: Daddy, stop!
Ryan: There you go.
Emma: You can wish on flowers, too, Daddy.
Ryan: Well, that is very good to know. Right now, I kind of wish the sun would come back. It's trying.
Emma: [Chuckles] If you had one wish, what would it be? [Gasps] Greenlee!
Greenlee: Did I hear you were looking for this?
Emma: It's there! The message is there! How did you do it?
Greenlee: Ah, a simple wave of my magic wand. Bippity-boppity-boo!
Emma: Thank you.
Ryan: Yes, thank you.
Emma: I wished and wished and my wish came true.
Greenlee: Well, if you wish hard enough, it can happen.
Emma: You really are my fairy godmother.
Greenlee: Oh, come here.
Greenlee: Well, I guess I should get back to work.
Emma: Can't you stay and find more flowers with me?
Ryan: Yeah, we could kind of use all the help we can get.
Greenlee: Ok. Ok, one quick power flower walk.
[Emma and Greenlee laugh]
[Emma and Greenlee laugh]
Greenlee: You know, you look like a real princess in that dress.
Greenlee: If I didn't know any better, I'd call you Cinderella herself.
Emma: Hmm. There's some more daisies over there.
Madison: I see you solved the dress crisis.
Greenlee: Yeah, Ryan said that you brought it over to Fusion so I could. Thanks.
Madison: No problem.
Greenlee: You taking an early lunch?
Madison: Sort of. I'm meeting Ryan here.
Greenlee: Oh. He was right behind me. We are helping Emma make a daisy chain.
Madison: Must be sort of strange for you to be here with the two of them.
Greenlee: Strange how?
Madison: The three of you almost became a family.
Greenlee: That's in the past.
Madison: Is it?
Greenlee: You don't have to worry about me, Madison.
Madison: It's Ryan that I'm worried about. He loved you and you broke his heart, and it took him a really long time to even think about getting back out there again with someone else.
Greenlee: Like you?
Madison: He's happy, Greenlee. If you care about him, you'll let him stay that way.
Greenlee: I just dropped off a dress for a special little girl.
Madison: Like you just went to New York for a convention?
Ryan: Hey. When did you get here?
Madison: Just now.
Ryan: Oh. Hey, Ems, gather up those flowers, ok? I just got a call from work. I got to drop you off with the sitter, sweets.
Greenlee: I can -- I can drop her off. It's on my way.
Madison: I'll take her. You know, I have the key. Hey. So, is the dress how you remembered it now?
Emma: Thanks to my fairy godmother.
Madison: Oh, and what is this?
Emma: A daisy chain. This is for you.
Greenlee: Oh, honey, I can't take that from you.
Emma: I want you to have it.
Emma: I love you.
Greenlee: Oh. I love you, too. And if you ever just need me or my magic, you call me. Ok?
Emma: Ok. Ok.
Madison: You ready?
Ryan: I'll talk to you later, ok? I'll see you.
Ryan: Ok, buddy.
Madison: Come on.
Ryan: I -- I really appreciate you coming through like that. Thank you.
Greenlee: Anything for Emma.
Ryan: It means a lot. It means more than I can even say.
J.R.: Hey, buddy.
Annie: A.J., I said to wait up for me.
J.R.: You brought him?
Annie: Marissa wanted to see him after her exam. Scott was going to drive him, but he had business to take care of. Where is Marissa?
J.R.: Well, she just left.
Caleb: Ran out is more like it.
Annie: Caleb. Always a pleasure.
A.J.: Why were you yelling at this man, Daddy?
J.R.: Uh, well, I -- I wasn't yelling.
A.J.: Yes, you were.
J.R.: No, no. We were having a discussion.
A.J.: It sounded more like a fight.
J.R.: Well, it wasn't. I'll prove it to you by introducing you to Mr. Cooney. Caleb Cooney, this is my son A.J.
Caleb: How are you doing, A.J.?
J.R.: Caleb was Grandma's cousin, which makes him our cousin, too.
A.J.: So is he related to us?
J.R.: That's right.
A.J.: Why is our family always yelling at each other, Dad?
J.R.: Well, they shouldn't be. You see, we always have to try our best to get along -- no matter what. You know, my son's right. We shouldn't be at each other's throats.
Caleb: Is that where we're at?
J.R.: I started it. I'll own it. In fact, the last thing A.J. needs is his father tense and always on the edge, ready to fight anyone and everyone.
Caleb: Sounds like you know something about that.
J.R.: The bottom line -- you're not my enemy. You're my family. And that's what I want for Chandler -- to be a family-run business.
Caleb: Yeah, well, good luck with that.
J.R.: You're probably heading back to West Virginia soon, right?
Caleb: Soon as I tie up some loose ends, yeah.
J.R.: Well, you probably won't, but if you change your mind -- about selling Cortlandt -- my offer still stands.
Caleb: You have certainly perfected the fine art of B.S. that you inherited from your father.
J.R.: Hmm. I have no idea what you're talking about.
Caleb: Hmm. Well, for the record, family or not, I would never have a Chandler owning Uncle Pete's company -- not for all the money in the world. So you can give it up, Junior. Any day now, Cortlandt Electronics is going to be off the market, and your dreams of ever owning it'll be down the drain. I'll see you at the family picnic. I'll bring the potato salad.
Greenlee: Yes, I'd like to place an order to be picked up at 5:00. One veggie burger with slaw, one sirloin steak, medium rare, not too pink, gravy on the side, and --
Krystal: Extra lean. That's the way David likes it.
Greenlee: Extra lean. No, that's it. Greenlee Hayward. Thanks.
Krystal: Sorry. I just know how picky David can get about what he eats.
Greenlee: Well, it's a good thing I don't have to slave over the stove cutting up that extra lean meat.
Krystal: Yeah. No, David -- he aims bigger than that -- than chaining his wives to the kitchen. He manipulates on a much higher level.
Greenlee: Well, you may have that experience, but I don't. David doesn't manipulate me.
Krystal: Well, if you say so.
Greenlee: Clearly, you have more to say.
Krystal: Well, I -- I did hear that you were, um, boozing it up solo at my bar the other afternoon.
Greenlee: And that's your business how?
Krystal: Well, Amanda and I, we're -- we're thinking about forming a little ex-wives club. But you're right. You're -- you're not an ex. And I am so far out of David's orbit, so more power to you. You're a strong woman, and I can't speak your mind.
Greenlee: We actually have a very supportive relationship. We're equals who completely respect each other.
Krystal: And trust each other?
Greenlee: You just can't help yourself, can you? Do you serve all this up with a side of fries to every customer? Seriously, Krystal, you should take judgment off the menu.
Ryan: What do you want, Hayward?
David: We need to talk.
Ryan: I got nothing to say to you.
David: It's about Greenlee.
Ryan: What about her?
David: I am so sick of you putting yourself in her path every chance you get.
Ryan: What are you even talking about?
David: Did you or did you not call her asking her to meet you here in the park?
Ryan: It was for my daughter.
David: Oh. Huh. Oh, for your daughter? Oh, that's a new one. You know, I'm kind of surprised. Sir Galahad stooping to using a child?
Ryan: No, I think that's a little bit more your M.O. than mine, wouldn't you say, Hayward?
David: Your whole plan is so transparent. It's not fair to Greenlee, and it's pissing me the hell off!
Ryan: That's fascinating. Thank you.
David: I'm not through with you!
Ryan: You get your hands off me, now.
Krystal: Ok, you're right. Unsolicited advice on my list of specials is probably not the best idea, but David hurt me pretty bad.
Greenlee: Krystal, wait. I'm sorry that things were so rough with you and David.
Krystal: You don't have to apologize for David.
Greenlee: But even though it got to a really bad place, it must have felt right in the beginning, didn't it?
Krystal: You know, I was in such a bad place when we got together, I really wasn't thinking straight.
Greenlee: When did it change? I mean, when did you realize that what you had with David wasn't what you thought it was?
Krystal: I'm not sure. But the important thing is, I figured it out.
Greenlee: Hmm. I should get going.
Krystal: Take care. Oh, Greenlee? You forgot something.
Scott: Hey, I thought you were at Krystal's.
Marissa: I had to get out of there.
Scott: Well, Annie just brought A.J. over there to see you.
Marissa: [Sighs] They just can't stay away from each other, can they?
Marissa: Never mind.
Scott: You all right?
Marissa: Why are you marrying Annie?
Scott: Ah. Because I love her.
Marissa: I mean, do you really think that she's going to make you happy?
Scott: Yeah. I know what you're thinking.
Marissa: Do you?
Scott: She's not the same woman she used to be.
Marissa: Oh. Yeah, how can you be so sure?
Scott: I know what I feel for Annie. It's the real deal.
Marissa: No -- well, so is the competition between you and J.R. I mean, how do you know that convincing Annie to say yes isn't just another way to one-up him?
Scott: Annie and I had a connection long before she and J.R. ever got together. I'm sorry, but you brought it up. Look, I know what I'm feeling, and it is not some control high that is going to fade.
Marissa: I just don't want to see you get hurt.
Scott: Don't you worry about me. Take care of yourself.
Caleb: Well, about time you got back.
Krystal: I -- I understand you not only had your usual hash browns and coffee, but you also dried some tears? My daughter Marissa told me that you let her cry on your shoulder.
Caleb: Mm-hmm. Well, I think you better order some more napkins. Hmm.
Krystal: Seriously, I -- I'm grateful that you let her unload.
Caleb: Oh, that's all right, as long as she doesn't make a habit of it.
Krystal: Oh, you don't like dealing with feelings, huh?
Caleb: I prefer the mountains, thank you -- and animals.
Krystal: [Chuckles] Oh, I -- I got my keys back. Thank you for getting those to me.
Caleb: Yeah, you're welcome. Your car needs a tune-up.
Krystal: Uh-huh. So did you run into Erica before she left?
Caleb: Hmm. Our business is done.
Krystal: What? Pine Valley doesn't do it for you?
Caleb: Not my type of people. Most of them.
Krystal: Oh, well --
Krystal: You. I mean, on the one hand, you're this down and dirty mountain man, and then -- then I hear this completely different story about Caleb Cooney.
Caleb: Is that right?
Krystal: Yeah. Jackson told me. Yeah, he said you were some big, high-powered attorney before you got off the fast track and went to breathe some mountain air.
Caleb: Well, after being around here for a while, I know I made the right choice.
Krystal: So what -- what finally convinced you to hang up the 3-piece --
Caleb: People who ask too many questions.
Krystal: That's what you get from people, Caleb. You get the good and you get the bad.
Krystal: Caleb? Oh. Somebody's calling my place for you.
Caleb: Oh, and I gave your number out, and I've been using it as an office. I hope you don't mind.
Krystal: Oh, don't mind.
Caleb: Oh. Yeah? So it works for you? That's great. Well, good luck with it. Yeah, you're welcome. Well, that's that.
Krystal: What is?
Caleb: Cortlandt Electronics. I got rid of it.
Krystal: Not to J.R.?
Caleb: Not if my life depended on it.
Caleb: Well, it's finally done. Hmm.
Krystal: Isn't this what you wanted?
Caleb: Oh, yeah. I'm a free man again. Some suit's got a new company to worry about, and I've got nothing to hold me down.
[Snaps phone shut]
J.R.: I did it.
Annie: Did what?
J.R.: I just closed the biggest deal of my life -- and proved my father wrong at the same time.
Annie: Oh, my gosh.
Annie: Oh, my -- oh! Ah! Stop it!
Ryan: I said get your hands off of me!
David: As long as you stay the hell away from my wife.
Ryan: What, are you paranoid, Hayward?
David: There's no way I'm going to let you move back into her life, you hear me?
Ryan: You're afraid that I'll finally get through to her? Is that it?
David: What's wrong with your head?
Ryan: God -- nothing. Nothing is wro -- I'm fine.
David: What the hell is wrong with you?
Ryan: I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm completely --
[Ryan falls to the ground with a loud thud]
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