All My Children Transcript Tuesday 8/3/10
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Greenlee sits staring at her wedding ring, thinking: Marriage. When I was -- I don't know, 8? I ran around constantly with toilet paper on my head. Fashionable? Not so much. But the stuff made a mean veil. I mean, what little girl doesn't dream about her wedding day? The dress, the hair, Madonna as your maid of honor. Yeah, like I said, I was 8. But the most important part of that dream was always the prince standing next to you. The gorgeous, kind, adoring prince whose job was to love you forever, not pelt you with threats to keep that ring on your finger. Sometimes, though, there really is a prince, and he really is handsome and kind and adoring, and happily ever after isn't just a dream but a reality within your reach. [Thinking of Ryan] Until it's not. Because a choice was made. Which choice, exactly, you're not sure, but you do know it can't be undone. And instead of walking down the aisle towards your shiny new life, you're gasping last breaths of your old one.
[Angie stumbles about gasping until Jesse turns on the light and hugs her]
Greenlee's voice: But don't get me wrong. It's not all dark and depressing. If built on love, respect, marriage can be a beautiful thing.
Greenlee's voice: A comforting thing. The only thing.
Greenlee's voice: Love, honor, protect. Sounds easy enough, right? But what happens when your prince -- the one who promised to love you -- honor you -- protect you becomes the thing you need protection from?
David: [Sighs] What are you doing up so early?
Greenlee: Never too early to start a new day. And I'm fired up to start mine.
David: Did you get any sleep?
David: Not in our bed. I woke up several times. Your side was empty.
Greenlee: You'd be surprised how comfy that chair is.
David: Can't keep going on like this, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Like what?
David: Running on empty. You know, I got you something. Maybe it'll lift your spirits. [Hands her a diamond necklace]
Greenlee: What is that? This isn't happening.
David: Here. What's wrong?
Greenlee: Are you kidding me? You're blackmailing me to stay married to you, and that's supposed to what -- make me feel better about that?
David: No. It's supposed to make me feel better.
Greenlee: Ha ha ha! Holding bogus evidence over my head. That must be really rough on you.
David: You think this is easy for me?
Greenlee: I think it's sick.
David: I hate having to do this.
Greenlee: You don't have to do anything. You can end this insanity right now if you wanted to. But you can't, can you?
David: Ok, you know something? You have selective memory. Do you realize that?
Greenlee: Exactly what am I forgetting?
David: How the people in this town -- Ryan, Erica, your own father -- how they all turned their backs on you. How -- ever since your accident -- I was the only person on this entire planet you could turn to.
Greenlee: To stab me in the back.
David: That is not what I'm doing, Greenlee.
David: [Sighs] Do you know where the word "diamond" comes from?
Greenlee: I'm really not up for a vocabulary lesson.
David: Adamas. It's Greek for "unbreakable."
David: I bought this necklace not only because it reminded me of us, the bonds that we share, I bought it because it reminded me of you. Strong. Determined. Unbreakable. You were those things, Greenlee, and so much more when you came back to town. And you could be all those things again if you really want to.
Greenlee: You're amazing. You know that? Sleeping like a baby, buying me gifts, pumping me up with pep talks, acting like I've changed, like I've let you down somehow, when you're the one who's threatening to send me to prison for something I didn't do. And the best part is? You did it. You messed up, David, not me. You sabotaged Erica's plane --
David: For you.
Greenlee: And because of that, she almost died. And now, because I went and bruised your little ego, you're allowing me to take the fall for it.
David: Do you really think that's what this is all about? My bruised ego? We got married, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Yeah, promises you broke over and over.
David: And you didn't?!
Greenlee: Yeah. I did. I fully admit that. But the pathetic thing is -- you can't.
Jesse: Ooh. Hey. What -- baby, what do you think you're doing?
Angie: What I do every morning. Going to work. And you, you've got that meeting with the mayor about your suspension. Now, you've already rescheduled it once.
Jesse: So she won't be surprised when I reschedule it again. Angela, you're pregnant. You might be losing your eyesight. I think that warrants at least one sick day.
Angie: I'm not ready.
Jesse: For what? You don't have to go public with this.
Angie: Jesse, I'm not ready to stop living my life.
Jesse: Oh, Angela.
Angie: Jesse, I won't treat patients. I know better than that. But I can still do some good from an administrative perspective.
Jesse: I don't doubt that. But --
Angie: Look, someone needs to keep David in check.
Jesse: You know, for once I don't care about David. I don't care about the hospital. I care about you and this huge decision we are facing. Your health versus the baby. Sweetheart, if that medication can stop you from going blind, I think you should really consider.
Angie: We'll deal with it. Just not now.
Angie: Later. Please. Please, Jesse, just give me "later." Ok? Ok, so -- are you going to drive me or am I gonna take a cab?
Greenlee: I didn't need an escort.
David: I know. Just thought I'd give you a ride.
Greenlee: Maybe you should get one of those leashes. You know, the ones that extend out really far, tricking the dog into thinking that it's free, and then bam! Surprise! One press of the button. I think it's the one under your thumb.
David: I get it.
Greenlee: Yeah. Pretty sure you don't.
David: I'm not trying to hover over you, Greenlee.
David: Or control you.
Greenlee: Mm-mm. Just won't let me out of your sight.
David: It's called being supportive.
Greenlee: Job well done, David. I'm really feeling the love.
[Elevator doors close]
Greenlee: Hi. It's Greenlee. I need to see you. I know, I know, but it's important. I need your help.
Ryan: Angie. All right. Thanks.
Angie: Ryan. Hi, Emma.
Angie: How are you feeling?
Ryan: Good. Really good, actually, so good, Emma's got a question for you. Don't you, Ems?
Emma: Oh. When can Daddy come home? Today? Please?
[Ryan and Angie chuckle]
Angie: I bet you have trouble saying no to that face.
Ryan: I'm kinda hoping you're gonna have trouble saying no to that face, too.
Angie: Well, unfortunately, Ryan, I can't authorize your release because I'm not your primary doctor.
Ryan: You're even better than that. You're the chief of staff.
Angie: I cannot help you on this one. I'm sorry.
Ryan: All right. That's ok. I thought I'd give it a shot.
Emma: Bye, Angie.
Ryan: Hey, Ange, before you go, I want to show you Emma's creation here.
Emma: You really like it?
Ryan: Yeah. I love it. Are you kidding me? Check it out.
Angie: [With blurry vision] Wow. It's beautiful, Emma. I am very impressed.
Emma: Thank you.
Ryan: Nothing better than getting a present handmade by your own kid, right?
Angie: No. There isn't.
[Jesse ignores Mayor Blanco's call when his cell phone rings while he's shadowing Angie]
Greenlee: Hi. Hi. Thank you for meeting me on such short notice. I usually consult my father on legal matters, but since he's out of town --
Charles: Oh, that's why your company has me on retainer, Ms. Smythe. I'm sorry, Mrs. Hayward.
Greenlee: Smythe works.
Charles: So what can I do for you?
Greenlee: Well, you were a prosecutor in Philadelphia, right?
Charles: That's right.
Greenlee: On a scale of one to 10, how successful were you?
Charles: Undefeated record.
Greenlee: And anything I tell you is confidential, right?
Charles: Attorney-client privilege.
Greenlee: Ok. Charles, I need to run something by you, and I need you to tell me if I'm going to end up in jail.
Woman on P.A.: Dr. Kravitz, you have a visitor in the main lobby. Dr. Kravitz, a visitor in the main lobby.
David: Can I help you?
David: This hospital doesn't condone loitering.
Jesse: Yet it condones the worst ownership in its history.
David: Does Angela even know you're here?
Jesse: Move along, David.
David: Are you kidding me? "Move along"? You got a short memory. This is my hospital.
Jesse: This is not the day to start with me. Not today.
Woman on P.A.: Dr. Forrest, dial 118, please. Dr. Forrest, please dial 118.
Greenlee: Not to mention that my husband has both the D.A. and the mayor in his back pocket, ready to defend him, no questions asked.
Charles: That is some predicament you're in.
Greenlee: Is that legalese for "I'm toast"?
Charles: Depends. Did you do it?
Greenlee: I thought you're not supposed to ask me that, but no, I didn't. Not that anyone would believe me. I don't have too many friends in this town anymore, but I'm telling you, I'm innocent.
Charles: Of everything.
Greenlee: What do you mean?
Charles: You said you weren't responsible for Ms. Kane's plane crash.
Greenlee: I wasn't.
Charles: What about everything else surrounding the scandal? There have been rumors.
Greenlee: Trust me, I've heard them.
Charles: So you don't have to answer this, but if you were to take, say, a lie detector test, it would come out clean -- in regards to all of it? It's hard to prove you're not guilty when you're not entirely innocent.
Greenlee: So -- so that's it? It's a done deal?
Charles: You can claim you're being framed --
Greenlee: I am.
Charles: But unfortunately, all the evidence says otherwise.
Greenlee: [Cuts herself with a knife] Dammit. Ow! Ooh.
Charles: Oh. You better get that looked at.
Greenlee: Thank you for your advice.
Charles: Ms. Smythe, you really want my advice?
Charles: Try to make things right with your husband. From where I'm sitting, it's your only option.
David: What happened to your hand?
David: And that's why you came all the way to the hospital? Greenlee, you have to take care of that.
Greenlee: Fine. By someone else. Where's Jake?
David: Don't be ridiculous. I can take care of it right now.
Greenlee: Like you take care of everything else?
David: Greenlee --
Greenlee: Is there anything in my life you won't control? I want another doctor.
Ryan: I can't say that I blame you. Are you ok?
David: Shouldn't you be back in bed? Wouldn't want that feeble brain of yours to explode again.
Ryan: What happened to your hand, Greenlee?
Greenlee: It's just a small cut. I'm fine.
David: No, you're no know I don't want that. For any reason.
Greenlee: I probably just need a stitch or two.
Ryan: Did you cut yourself or -- ?
David: No, Ryan. I shanked her in the shower.
Greenlee: I really am fine. Thanks.
David: Why don't we take a walk in there, and I'll take a look at it? Let me see.
David: I haven't even touched it yet.
Greenlee: Anticipation is the worst part, right?
David: I'm not gonna hurt you, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Hmm. Right. Besides, isn't this illegal? I mean, you lost your medical license.
David: Well, since I own the hospital, I don't think anyone will mind. No one will do a better job than I will. You won't even have a scar.
Greenlee: Right. Except the ones you can't see. I'll take my chances in the E.R.
David: We need to talk.
Angie: Can it wait?
David: No, it can't. Your husband needs to get a life.
Angie: Well, I'll make sure to pass that along. Thank you.
David: Just because he's out of a job doesn't mean he gets to turn my hospital into his own personal coffee shop.
Angie: I have no idea what you're talking about.
David: You haven't seen him?
David: Here. Wandering the halls. Following you around like a little puppy dog. You're here to do a job, so if he wants to see you, tell him to do it on his own time, not the hospital's time.
Angie: There is no "his own time" when it comes to me. Jesse will do anything, sacrifice anything if it means protecting me. But I'm sure that sounds like Swahili to you.
David: Well, you see, that's where you're wrong. So don't presume to know anything about me or my life.
Greenlee: [Laughs] What are you doing out here all by yourself?
Emma: Daddy said I could get a snack from the machine.
Emma: What happened?
Greenlee: Oh, I just cut myself.
Emma: Did it hurt?
Greenlee: A little.
Emma: Did you have to get stitches?
Greenlee: Just this butterfly bandage.
Emma: You love butterflies.
Greenlee: I know. It's cool, right?
Greenlee: So -- how's that new and improved Cinderella dress working out for you?
Emma: I feel like a princess when I wear it.
Greenlee: Hmm. Can I tell you a secret? You really are a princess. Remember when we watched "Cinderella" together? Feels like forever ago, doesn't it?
Emma: So let's watch it again.
Emma: Come see Daddy.
Woman on P.A.: Dr. Max --
Greenlee: Hey. I found this one out in the hall.
Ryan: How's the hand?
Greenlee: Oh, it -- it's better. I didn't even need stitches.
Emma: She has a butterfly bandage. Isn't that cool?
Ryan: Butterflies are the best.
Emma: I bet when you cut yourself, you weren't even scared.
Ryan: Greenlee's not scared of anything.
Greenlee: Nope. Not scared of a thing. Kiss?
Greenlee: Thank you. I'll see you later.
Ryan: Greenlee --
Greenlee: Like I said. Not scared of a thing.
Woman on P.A.: Dr. Ponce to the delivery room. Dr. Ponce to the delivery room. Dr. Ponce to the delivery room.
Jesse: Back away from my wife.
David: What the hell are you doing?
Angie: Baby, I'm ok.
Jesse: This is not ok.
David: Get your hands off me.
Jesse: What did I tell you about messing with me today?
David: What the hell is so special about today?
Jesse: You come near her again, it's gonna be a very special day for you.
Angie: Jesse, please. Listen, you need to go.
David: Finally. Someone making sense.
Jesse: Was she talking to you? I don't think so.
Angie: Jesse, please. Jesse, Jesse, look. Listen, I know why you're here, and I love you for it. But sweetheart, you're just gonna be inviting questions. Questions that I definitely don't want to answer.
Jesse: I'm not trying to blow your cover here, baby. I --
Angie: I know you're just looking out for me. And who's looking out for you, huh?
Jesse: Don't worry about me.
Angie: Well, it's too bad, because that's my job. And you shouldn't be here.
Jesse: Where else should I be?
Angie: Your meeting with the mayor.
Jesse: While this is going on? No. Not a chance.
Angie: Jesse, it's important. And I don't want you just blowing it off. And if you were thinking clearly, you wouldn't, either.
Jesse: All I'm doing is thinking. Thinking about you, thinking about this baby. I can't stop thinking, baby.
Angie: Jesse, listen, if you don't want to go to the meeting, then I can't force you, but please, please, you have to leave this hospital. For your sake and mine.
Jesse: I don't like this. I don't like this.
Angie: Listen, I know. But I have you on speed dial, ok?
[Cell phone ringing]
Jesse: Are you sure you're ok?
David: Thanks for calling off Rambo.
Angie: You think I did this for you? You heard my husband. You better back the hell up.
Angie: [Sits on a park bench] Relax. I'm just here to breathe -- same as you. [Sighs] Our husbands almost came to blows just now.
Greenlee: Great. What did David do this time?
Angie: No knee-jerk defense? I'm shocked.
Greenlee: Don't be. David and I don't agree on a lot of things, and he sure as hell doesn't speak for me.
Angie: I'm guessing no one does.
Greenlee: Neither for you.
Angie: Amen to that. What is it, anyway?
Greenlee: What is it about what?
Angie: With men. I mean, as soon as they feel threatened, they want to just jump in the ring and go 10 rounds.
Greenlee: Can't say I'm all that different. Last time I checked, neither were you.
Angie: Amen to that. But what if it doesn't work? I mean, what if the -- the smarter move, the more effective move isn't to fight but to just survive?
Greenlee: What does that get you?
Angie: Surviving's smart. It's quiet.
Greenlee: Confront me with a challenge, I kick its ass.
Angie: Or you could brace yourself, hold on to your loved ones, and just wait.
Greenlee: For what?
Angie: For things to somehow get better.
Greenlee: Hmm. But what if you miss that chance for things to get better?
Angie: Faith. It's always about faith.
Jesse: You want me to do what?! Are you high?
Ryan: Come on, Jesse. Just do me this one favor. I promise that I will get you back.
Jesse: It's not about that. It's just -- I've got a lot going on right now.
Ryan: Well, this won't take very long. I promise. I mean, you want to catch Hayward, don't you?
Jesse: Well, there's a stupid question.
[Ryan and Jesse chuckle]
Jesse: Hey. I was hoping I would run into you here.
Greenlee: Oh. Pretty safe bet considering I live here. No black eye. That's good.
Greenlee: I heard you got into it with David. Is that why you're here?
Jesse: No. No.
Greenlee: Good. Well, gotta get moving. I'm really busy.
Jesse: Listen, I need to talk to you. It won't take long.
Greenlee: Should we sit?
Jesse: I was hoping we could find someplace a little more private. Is David upstairs?
Greenlee: No, he's at the hospital.
Jesse: So can we talk in your room?
Greenlee: You have five minutes.
Jesse: Guess we better go.
Greenlee: These cards are useless. Ah. Finally. Ok, you got me here. Now what do you plan to do with me? What are you doing out of bed? Out of the hospital?
Ryan: I needed to talk to you.
Greenlee: So you -- Jesse brought you here? Do your doctors know?
Ryan: No. But believe me, I already got an earful about how dangerous this is.
Greenlee: Oh, great, and you just didn't listen. Ryan, this is crazy.
Ryan: Maybe it is crazy, but it's the only way that I could get you alone, Greenlee.
Greenlee: And by alone do you mean away from David?
Ryan: What are you doing? What's going on?
Greenlee: I don't know what you're talking about.
Ryan: Yeah, you do. You showed up at the hospital not wearing your wedding ring, and I hear you and David aren't together. And a little bit later, you showed up with him and -- you looked terrified, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Relationships are difficult.
Ryan: Not that difficult.
Greenlee: You should really sit down.
Ryan: Look, I don't know what's going on here. I have no idea. But I do know that David cannot be trusted.
Greenlee: But what about me? Do you trust me?
Ryan: Yes. You know that I trust you.
Greenlee: Then believe me when I say I'm handling it.
Ryan: Handling what? What is it that you're handling? Because if it's David, you can't handle him alone, ok? Let me help you.
Ryan: So there is -- there is something. There is something.
Greenlee: No, I -- I can't talk about it.
Ryan: Yes, you can.
Greenlee: Ryan, stay out of this. I don't want to make things worse.
Ryan: By the look on your face, I don't think it can get a whole lot worse. Let me in. Let me in. Whatever corner David has got you boxed into, let me help you fight your way out.
Angie: Mayor Blanco.
Angie: I'm Dr.-
Iris: Oh, I know who you are. Listen, tell your husband to keep his own appointments if he ever wants his suspension over with.
Angie: With all due respect, cut the crap.
Iris: Excuse me?
Angie: Do you really expect me to believe that if Jesse had met with you today, you would've reinstated him?
Iris: Oh, yeah, that was the general idea.
Angie: Bull. You probably love that he was a no-show. Gives you an excuse to continue your game -- keep him hanging a little longer.
Iris: Oh, Dr. Hubbard, you're way out of line.
Angie: I'm not the only one, Mayor Blanco. You know what? My husband is a good man. He's kind, he's patient, but he's also very proud. Does he want back on the force? Of course, he does, but he is not about to beg you to end his suspension. And so don't expect him to show up, saying all the right things.
Iris: Ok, so let me guess -- you're about to do that for him.
Angie: You know what? Jesse is the best damn chief of police this town has ever seen. Ask anyone on the street, and I bet they'll say yes, he was. And do you know why? Crime rate's lowest it's been in years, and that is all thanks to my husband, because he cares. Because he does his damn job well. And if you would ever pry yourself away from Dr. David Hayward and his bank account, I think you'd see that, too.
Iris: You finished?
Angie: Jesse needs this job, Mayor, and you need him in it. Do the right thing.
[Cell phone ringing]
Jesse: Baby, can I call you right back?
Jesse: What's wrong?
Angie: Jesse, I need you.
Ryan: Together, we can get through this.
Greenlee: It's not that simple.
Ryan: Ok, so it's complicated. So what? Listen. Do you want out of this marriage and David is not letting you? Is that what's happening here? Because if that's the case, all you gotta do is just file for divorce. Ok? You have the right to do that.
Greenlee: That's not it.
Ryan: So you don't want out of this marriage. You don't have to stay in it, Greenlee. You don't.
Greenlee: Yes, I do.
Greenlee: Because. I just do.
Ryan: Ok. I'm just -- I'm confused. Because you've always -- you've always been very strong and very independent. To let David call the shots like this, I'm not -- I mean, I know a lot has changed, a lot, over the last couple years. I get that. But you can't have changed that much.
Greenlee: I haven't. Ryan --
Greenlee: Ryan? Ryan, what's wrong?
Ryan: I'm ok.
Greenlee: No, you're not ok.
Greenlee: Stop --
Ryan: No, no, just -- please, just stop, stop, stop. I'm fine. I'm fine. Just tell me what you were gonna say.
Greenlee: No, no. You shouldn't have come here. I'm gonna take you to the hospital.
Ryan: I'm trying to help. Please. I'm just trying to --
Greenlee: Don't you get it? You already have.
David: What the hell is going on here?
Greenlee: He had some kind of attack. We were talking, and he was hit with a pain.
David: In your head?
Greenlee: Yes, in his head.
David: Let me take a look.
Ryan: I'm fine.
David: Well, in that case --
Greenlee: David! Ryan, don't play hero. You're hurt. Can you please help him?
David: I will if he'll let me.
Ryan: Call 911.
Jesse: Angela? Oh, baby, I'm sorry. You ok?
Angie: Jesse --
Jesse: What is it?
Angie: I -- felt my way into the interrogation room. The cops must think I'm crazy.
Jesse: Are you kidding? They're way too busy to even notice. But what are you doing here? You came to see the mayor.
Angie: You know what? You might be fine with bagging your career, but I am not. And especially not when you're doing it for me, Jesse. You love your job.
Jesse: I love you more, Angela.
Angie: I'm telling you, you can have both.
Jesse: While we ignore this enormous decision hanging over us?
Angie: Do you think that I am not facing this medical crisis? I am. I have been dealing with it for weeks.
Jesse: Alone. Not anymore. You might not be able to see what's in my eyes right now, but you can hear what's in my voice, baby, and I'm with you.
Angie: I know. And I can handle losing my sight. I can handle having a baby on top of that. What I can't handle, what I refuse to accept, is you throwing your life away. Now, you did it once to protect this family. I will not let you do it again.
Greenlee: How is he?
Frankie: The neurosurgeon did a complete neuro exam and the CT perfusion study showed no vasospasm.
Frankie: Ryan should've never left the hospital.
Greenlee: But he's going to be ok?
Frankie: We're still waiting on his blood work, but preliminary tests indicate that it was just a case of him overdoing it before he was fully recovered.
Greenlee: Thank you.
Frankie: How'd he get out of here, anyway? No one authorized his release.
David: That's a good question, Dr. Hubbard.
Greenlee: Can I see him?
Frankie: Yeah. Just don't hang around too long. We gave him something for his headache, so the biggest thing now is rest.
Ryan: Mm. You're here.
Greenlee: You collapsed in my hotel room. Where else would I be?
Ryan: Hmm. I just wasn't sure that David would --
Ryan: Let you --
Greenlee: Shh. You're supposed to be resting. But just so we're clear, David doesn't "let" me do anything. I'm the boss of me.
Ryan: Hmm. That's good to hear.
Greenlee: Get some rest, ok?
Ryan: But --
Greenlee: I'll be fine.
[Ryan sighs and closes his eyes]
Greenlee: That's a promise. Ok.
David: Ok? So you're not gonna stay, sit vigil all night?
Greenlee: You heard Frankie. Let's go home. [At the Yacht Club] I could use a drink. You?
David: Sure. Why not?
Greenlee: Vodka tonic.
David: Scotch, rocks. Well, you've been drinking the hard stuff a lot lately.
Greenlee: Mm. Been that kind of day.
David: Yeah, I bet.
Greenlee: I know what you're thinking. About what Ryan was doing in our room. But you're wrong. David, I want to say something to you, and I only wanna say it once.
David: I'm listening.
Greenlee: I hate what you're doing to me. And I mean hate. But I think I understand it.
David: Since when?
Greenlee: So maybe "understand" isn't the best word. I think I can learn to live with it. And this isn't me forgiving you. And I don't ever see us going back to what we once were. But I have two choices here. I can either fight you tooth and nail for the rest of my life or --
David: You're giving up?
Greenlee: No. I do not give up. Let's just say I'm making the best of an impossible situation.
David: It's not always gonna be impossible, Greenlee. I'll keep saying this until you believe it. Someday, we'll get back to how we were. Could be a year, five years. I don't care. But the day will come when you trust me again.
Bartender: Here you go.
David: Thank you.
Greenlee: There are all kinds of marriages. I got myself into this one. I'll get myself out. Be whatever, whoever you need me to be, until I have you right where I want you. And when I finally make my move? You'll never see it coming.
Singer: We dream can have its day
David: To marriage.
Greenlee: To marriage.
Singer: Love will fade away
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