All My Children Transcript Wednesday 7/24/02

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Kathy

>> Previously on "All My Children" --

Joe: I am so delighted that Angie's son is keeping up the family tradition.

Zeke: What you want is pity, and frankly, I don't have the time.

Mary: I'm trying to be the mother Greenlee needs me to be.

Woodruff: Only because you're out of my will if you don’t.

Brooke: Oh, my God. I saw her.

Simone: Ah, thank you.

Tad: Another liquid lunch?

Simone: Hey. You know, if you're looking for a crowd to entertain, you got the wrong bar.

Tad: Tell me something.

Simone: Hmm?

Tad: Do you get off on hurting people?

Simone: Not now, Tad.

Tad: You know, sticking your shapely little butt into something that's otherwise none of your damn business?

Simone: Just go away.

Tad: No, no, no, really, I want to know. Did you have fun telling Brooke’s fiancé that you saw her kiss me at that bar?

Brooke: Okay, let's use this close-up shot and these two call-outs.

Woman: I'm on it, thanks.

Brooke: Thanks, Chantal.

Edmund: Got to work early.

Brooke: How would you know? You slept at Wildwind.

Edmund: I came by the house hoping we could talk before work. Wendy says you've been here since 7:00.

Brooke: I'm busy. What can I do for you?

Edmund: Well, we can either talk like two people who love and trust each other or we could just end it right here.

Simone: You know, if you've got problems with women, see a therapist.

Tad: Yeah, I'll do that.

Simone: Okay.

Tad: You have any idea how much trouble you created?

Simone: Yeah, well, I've got troubles of my own, thank you.

Tad: Yeah. I guess you thought you'd share the wealth. Well, just so you know, that little peck you told Edmund about? That was Brooke trying to help me through the death of my wife.

Simone: Well, you know, we all deal with our problems, you know, differently. My mom told me that women mourn and men replace. Hey.

Tad: I don't think you're funny, I don't think you're pithy, I don't think you're cute. I just wonder what the hell you think you're doing.

Brooke: You don't say one word to me the entire flight back from Nevada.

Edmund: I know. I couldn't.

Brooke: Well, look at you. You're obviously furious.

Edmund: What would you like me to say?

Brooke: I don't know. Say anything. Throw something, say anything. Just don't go back to Wildwind alone.

Edmund: Fine. You want to talk? You want to tell me what you wouldn't say in front of Tad? Why did you lie to me?

Mary: Greenlee, I know how this must sound --

Woodruff: This is some old business between your mother and me.

Millicent: Your grandfather wanted what was best for you.

Mary: But I really want to be your mother, especially now that your father's gone.

Greenlee: You mean now that the rotten parent is dead? Looks like he wasn't the only lousy one I got. I wish I'd never told you about my wedding and you had never come back here. You're like poison, and I want you out of my life for good.

Frank: You've got your instructions. Chill out on the weekend warrior stuff. No more extreme wrestling if you intend on using this, okay?

Young man: Okay. Thanks, Doc.

Frank: Sure.

Nurse: The 5-year-old's back from x-ray.

Frank: Already? I'll be right there. You work fast here.

Nurse: Thanks. We try.

Jake: So, Doctor, looks like your people skills are genetic.

Frank: What? Oh, you mean following my mom's good example?

Jake: Oh, your dad's, too.

Frank: That's something to shoot for.

Jake: So you never told me, how's angie? She good?

Frank: She's good. Yeah, she won some big humanitarian award. Did you hear?

Jake: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard. Now, listen, next time you talk with your mother, you tell her that I could use her help back here at the hospital.

Frank: Let's see how I do first.

Jake: Well, the word is the nurses say you're on top of things.

Frank: The results are in already.

Jake: Yeah, it's all good, too.

Frank: Well, I'd better keep it that way. I got patients waiting.

Jake: All right.

Zeke: Jake? I just got the page.

Jake: Yes, yes.

Zeke: You needed a psych consult?

Jake: Yeah, yeah, yeah, cubicle two.

Zeke: Okay.

Jake: All right, catch you later.

Zeke: No problem. All right.

Frank: Doctor. Frank Hubbard. We met earlier?

Zeke: We want you to get off on the right foot here at Pine Valley Hospital. You overheard a conversation between me and my daughter. I trust that conversation will go no further?

Frank: Yeah. Sure.

Tad: You got a thing for Edmund now, is that it?

Simone: Oh, what?

Tad: Don't get me wrong. If he gets you all hot and sweaty, it's none of my business.

Simone: Oh --

Tad: But just don't think you're going to come between him and Brooke and use me to do it.

Simone: Oh, touch the earth. I don't have a thing for Edmund, you, or any other man right now. You're all more trouble than you're worth.

Tad: I guess that justifies all the chaos you created?

Simone: Could you just please leave me alone?

Tad: No, not yet. You see, you saw something you didn't understand and you intentionally used it to destroy a good woman's reputation.

Simone: I have an inkling that she'll get herself a new one.

Tad: And that's all you have to say? You know, what a waste. A woman like you sitting here, feeling sorry for yourself, getting slowly loaded, hatching ways to trash people behind their back? What the hell is up with that?

Simone: Like you care.

Tad: I don’t.

Simone: See?

Tad: But I do care about Brooke.

Simone: Yeah, I saw that.

Tad: No, what you saw was me losing it on a good friend in a bar. I got wasted and she was there to help me out. That's all. But you decided to turn that into page three for your own sick, little reasons. Why don't you do us all a favor from here on out, okay? Just keep your opinions to yourself and your mouth closed. Please? While you're at it, why don't you sober up?

Brooke: Tad and I are not having an affair. Why can't you just believe me?

Edmund: I believe you. I believe this is not some sexual thing.

Brooke: Good, because it's not.

Edmund: But this connection that you have with Tad, this is not normal. I mean, if it was about Jamie, it would be, but it isn’t. Brooke --

Brooke: Edmund --

Edmund: Brooke, listen to me, come on. When Maria died, all I wanted to be was close to my kids. All Tad wants to do is to hang on to you.

Brooke: Tad was with me --

Edmund: Because of Dixie? Brooke, he's got more pain and guilt than he can handle, but it is not your job to take it on.

Brooke: That's not why.

Edmund: Come on, Brooke. You've told me for years that you felt like you didn't deserve happiness because a little part of you died when little Laura died. Well, you're falling into that same pattern right now.

Brooke: No.

Edmund: Yeah, Tad's pain is like -- it is Tad's pain. It is not yours or ours.

Brooke: I know that!

Edmund: Do you know that? I think you can't say no to Tad no matter what it costs us, and frankly, I am done with this.

Brooke: What do you mean? Are you issuing me an ultimatum?

Edmund: I don't want to do that.

Brooke: Well, good because that would really scare me.

Edmund: Oh, and this doesn't scare you? This doesn't scare you? We're supposed to be close together. We are drifting apart, Brooke.

Brooke: You are my world.

Edmund: Yeah. Why do I believe that?

Brooke: Because you're everything that I need and want in a lover, in a husband, in a friend. And I'm so grateful that I found you and I'm so grateful that I have you.

Edmund: And I feel the same way.

Brooke: And there's nobody else. Don't ever doubt that.

Edmund: I don't know who you are right now, Brooke.

Brooke: I'm the woman who would do anything not to lose you.

Edmund: Would you cut your ex-husband out of your life for good?

Greenlee: Just go away.

Mary: It's true that your grandfather said he would disinherit me if I didn't play the perfect mother of the bride, but this love that you and Leo have has transformed me as --

Greenlee: Oh, save it, Mommy. It's all about cash with you. With all of you. Leo and I aren't important except as a means to an end.

Mary: You'll just have to forgive my --

Greenlee: What, your mistake? That's right, isn't it? That's how you've treated me ever since I was born. My nannies were the ones who made my birthdays special. They were the ones who knew my friends, not my parents.

Mary: I'm sorry for that, and you know I would change --

Greenlee: Oh, don't, not again. I already swallowed your routine -- "The truth is all I have to offer." I mean, how could you? How can you stand here now? You've never been honest with me, never. No, you know what, Leo is the only one I have.

Mary: Yes, you do have him, and that's everything and -- could somebody do something here? Reverend?

Rev. Connolly: We should move into the chapel.

Anna: That's a good idea.

Mary: Yes.

Woodruff: Rev. Connolly wants us together. Let's not do this here.

Greenlee: Don't think you're going in there, any of you. You're not.

Mary: Darling, Roger was my husband.

Greenlee: And you hated him. Have you completely lost it?

Mary: Are you really going to keep me out of there?

Greenlee: You kept me out of your life the same way you kept him out. I was the only one who loved Daddy and I'm going to be the only one to bury him. Thanks for coming, but you're off the hook.

David: Oh, Greenlee, we don't mind staying.

Anna: No, no, no, it's Greenlee’s call. Thank you.

David: Okay.

Mary: This is going too far.

Woodruff: We'd like to be there for you, honey.

Greenlee: Please, Gramps, let me do this with some dignity. Okay, we're going to do this my way. So you can take your blood money you call inheritance and go to hell.

Mary: Greenlee, please! I know this started out for the wrong reasons, but when we were planning the wedding together and you were so happy --

Greenlee: You know, don't bother trying to spin this. It's too late.

Mary: It's really not about the inheritance anymore.

Greenlee: Everything with you is about money. Well, guess what -- I can't be bought.

Woodruff: Greenlee --

Millicent: Let's leave Greenlee alone.

David: You really shouldn't have come back here, Jackson. My brother and his wife are having a hard enough time as it is.

Jack: Well, you see, Doc, you're laboring under the misconception I'm here as Mary’s date, but in fact I'm here on official business with your wife.

Joe: Ah, Dr. Hubbard.

Jake: There he is.

Joe: Refueling?

Frank: Hi, Joe, Jake. Yeah, my tank's a little low.

Joe: Well, from what the nurses tell me, there's a reason for that.

Frank: Well, it's been busy, but it feels like home.

Joe: Uh-huh.

Jake: Glad to hear it. You're not regretting switching careers then?

Frank: Not yet anyway.

Jake: Well, good. Well, I hear you put in long hours in film school.

Frank: Good prep for this, as it turns out.

Joe: Well, hopefully you learned to schmooze before you switched to med school.

Jake: What, you kidding, Dad? He's Jesse’s son. Comes along with the territory.

Frank: Who do I have to butter up?

Jake: Well, no one yet, except Palmer Cortlandt has donated a wing of the hospital in Dixie’s memory.

Frank: Good use of the big bucks.

Jake: Yeah. Well, we'd like to get you involved.

Frank: Nope, don't do bricks.

Joe: Look; what we would like is to get a representative from each branch of the hospital.

Jake: Yeah, we'd like for you to rep our interns. That's actually why we asked you to meet us.

Frank: Sure, sign me up.

Joe: You don't want to know what the job entails?

Frank: Oh, doesn't matter. If it's good for this place, I'm in.

Jake: Well, that's good, that's good. We need all the help we can get.

Tad: Listen, don't you guys think it's a little soon for a memorial? Frankie? My God!

Frank: Mom says hey.

Tommy: Is there someone I could call for you, maybe have them come pick you up?

Simone: Oh, thanks, but there's no one to call.

Simone: Great.

Mary: Do you realize what your selfishness has done to Greenlee, her so-called best friend?

Simone: Just leave me alone.

Mary: The way you left her father alone? The way you left her alone? It's taken me over 20 years to establish a relationship with my daughter, and if I've lost that chance because you had to carry on with her father, you will live to regret it.

Brooke: I am not in love with Tad. For God's sakes, Edmund, there's no reason that I need to cut him out of my life!

Edmund: Maybe this wedding we should, you know, hold off. It might be a little too much pressure for you.

Brooke: That's not it. I want this. I want this more than anything.

Edmund: Yeah, but you also want to be Tad's rock, you know, while he mourns Dixie. And doing that and planning a wedding, it may be a little too much.

Brooke: It's not. That's not it!

Edmund: Well, what do you want to do? You want to call off the wedding altogether?

Brooke: No, that's the last thing I want to do! Can't you see that? Can't you see that you are my future, you are my life?

Edmund: How can I be when Tad's feelings come first? All I want you to do is just let me in, tell me what you need, tell me what you're doing. That's all.

Brooke: I need you to trust me.

Edmund: While you're lying to me? You're going off to some motel in Nevada with your ex-husband and you're concocting some stupid cover story.

Brooke: I know that this doesn't -- I know it doesn't make any sense to you --

Edmund: It makes no sense! You are shutting us out! Why, Brooke? We were close, and now we have a mess on our hands because you refuse to be honest!

Brooke: You're right, it's -- you're right. It's time to be honest.

Edmund: It is.

Brooke: Tad and I -- we went to Nevada together --

Edmund: To rekindle memories of Dixie, yeah. Yeah, he said that.

Brooke: It's more than that. It's just very hard. It's a hard time for Tad. I --

Edmund: Brooke, you don't think I know that? I mean, he's hurting to the core. When Maria died, I -- I -- well, I didn't jump into a motel bed with my ex-wife. I mean, I didn't have one, but if I did, I wouldn't have done that.

Brooke: I know.

Edmund: I mean, Maria meant the world to me, Brooke --

Brooke: That's enough! I don't want to hear about Maria anymore!         

Jack: So, Devane, I see you still haven't performed your duty, huh?

Anna: We need to bring Leo and Greenlee in for questioning when the time is appropriate.

Jack: That's no longer your decision, and the decision has been made by me.

David: Are you completely heartless?

Jack: As Police Chief, I do hope you don't plan to stand in the way of this investigation.

David: Boy, that chief of police thing really bothers you, doesn't it?

Anna: Yeah.

Jack: You know, if those two in there weren't part of your family, I bet you could do your job and do it very well.

David: Oh, she's doing her job just fine, but this is going to have to wait.

Jack: But now your family constitutes a direct conflict of interest, doesn't it?

Anna: Greenlee just lost her father.

Jack: I'm well aware of that. He was shot at her wedding to your brother-in-law. Look, this investigation is now centering on Leo’s connection to the drug money, to Proteus, to the shooter.

Anna: Yes, I know. We're launching a full investigation.

Jack: You bet we are. Leo and Greenlee are in there right now, and the longer we wait, the harder it's going to be to trace evidence, to follow leads -- plus, these two do have a history of skipping town when it's convenient. I'm sure you're aware of that, probably planning on it.

David: Back off of my wife.

Jack: Your wife's the one that escalated this incident by firing her gun in a roomful of people.

Anna: Because a man had shot and killed Greenlee’s father. He needed to be stopped. Oh, I'm so sick of defending myself.

Jack: You can't defend yourself. You were drugged and in no condition to make that judgment call, but that's in the hands of internal affairs.

Anna: Right, thanks to you.

Jack: Thanks to departmental procedure. Now let me tell you something else -- these two in here, they are not going to just waltz out of this hospital.

David: You've got to be kidding me. Your timing stinks, Jackson!

Anna: Shh, shh, shh.

David: Have you looked at Greenlee, her family?

Jack: Yes, David, I have. And at the first opportunity, I will pay my heartfelt condolences because, you see, to me this is not personal, this is my job.

Anna: Yes, no, this is personal.

Jack: This is what I was sworn to do.

Anna: This is a personal grudge.

Jack: Certainly lets you off the hook if you believe that, doesn't it?

Anna: Well, I do believe it.

David: Any questioning can wait this one time until Greenlee says good-bye to her father. For heaven's sakes, hasn't she been through enough in the course of one week?

Anna: Shh, shh, keep your voice down.

Leo: Rev. Connolly?

Rev. Connolly: Yes?

Leo: Uh, could you read whatever it is you're going to read and we can move this thing along, please?

Rev. Connolly: It'll just be the two of you?

Leo: Yeah, this is it, so start talking. Wait, wait, wait. Okay.

Rev. Connolly: We are here in the presence of God to mourn the passing of Roger Smythe.

Rev. Connolly: Roger Smythe created magic when he hit the dance floor. He loved flowers. I didn't personally know Roger, but one life touches many others. Maybe you could help me here?

Leo: He was married to Greenlee’s mother?

Rev. Connolly: Oh, yes, of course. Roger was a husband and a father whose time here was tragically cut short. We grieve for his passing.

Leo: Say something -- "Rest is peace." Let's get this over with, come on.

Rev. Connolly: The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his namesake. And though I walk through the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

Anna: You have no compassion. This Proteus case has been going on for months. What's one more day? Hmm?

Jack: All right, tell you what. I'll let this go for now, and you -- you do your job.

David: Hey. All right, back to the funeral. What do you think we should do?

Anna: What, about going in there?

David: Yeah. I mean, Leo’s hands are completely full.

Anna: Greenlee made it perfectly clear that she didn't want us in there.

David: Yes, I know, I know, but we are her only family.

Anna: Yeah. Maybe they need a little backup.

David: I say we go in.

Anna: Okay.

David: Come on.

Tommy: Can I get you something?

Mary: No, thank you. This is pathetic. Is this how you set yourself up? How many times have you pulled this stunt?

Simone: You know, Mary, I can't right now.

Mary: You know, you were perfect bait for Roger --

Simone: Please.

Mary: Young, thin, full of self-pity.

Simone: Why aren't you at the funeral? Huh? Greenlee needs you right now.

Mary: This is all your fault. Every bit of it.

Simone: I had nothing to do with Roger getting killed.

Mary: And you didn't give a damn about Roger, either.

Simone: More than you.

Mary: Don't tell me that you were the love of his life, along with the many others who have seen the ceiling of his bedroom -- when he had one. He was a miserable father and a miserable husband.

Simone: Yeah, well, you didn't know him --

miry: Please. Men like him don't ever change. And by the way, neither do women like you.

Simone: He tried to help --

Mary: You saw an opportunity, and you took it. Greenlee was just part of the package. This time he actually led her to believe that he was really going to be the father that he was pretending to be, and she could have held on to that hope if you had stayed out of the picture. And now all of that is gone, along with the idea that she really, actually had a friend that she trusted.

Simone: Greenlee needs her mother more than ever right now. Why don't you --

Mary: Don't you ever go near my family again. Is that clear? If you do, so help me God, I will haunt you for the rest of your life.

Frank: Mom was really upset about Dixie.

Joe: We all were.

Frank: She wanted to come to the service, but she had this big conference in Atlanta. She was the keynote speaker.

Tad: It's okay. Your mom was here in spirit. She sent me an amazing letter telling me I should always remember that no matter what, Dixie’s always going to be a part of my life, the way your father is a part of her life. And then she threw in some nice things about you, too.

Frank: Me?

Tad: Mm-hmm.

Frank: Should I be worried?

Tad: No. She didn't send me to spy on you, if that's what you mean. She did say you might need a meal every once in a while.

Frank: Well, that's an invitation I accept.

Tad: Done. Okay. Never knew your father to turn down free food, either.

Joe: No, not Jesse.

Frank: You really think I'm like him?

Tad: Maybe. If you're lucky.

Frank: You know, sometimes I feel like he's still beside me, just pushing me along, keeping me from screwing up.

Tad: That sounds about right.

Joe: It's good to know Jesse’s spirit lives on.

Tad: Just don't start trying to pull a bunch of practical jokes on me, okay? Because, you know, it scares me a little bit. You may have your father's spirit, but I definitely got the edge in experience, okay?

Brooke: I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that. I really didn't mean that about Maria at all. I want you to talk about her as much as you like.

Edmund: I want to talk about you and me.

Brooke: I didn't mean that. I really didn’t. You don't deserve that. It's just that sometimes Maria’s memory -- it feels like it's just always -- it's just always there, you know? Just --

Edmund: Maria's dead. She's been dead for a long time, and I've moved on. And it's not what Tad is feeling about Dixie.

Brooke: I know I haven't been -- it's not fair for me to tell you, you know, get on you about loving and missing Maria. You know, she's mostly a memory. And then I run off with my very much alive ex-husband. I just -- I just -- I just want us to be open and honest with each other.

Edmund: That's what I want, too.

Brooke: And there's more about why Tad and I went to Nevada together.

Edmund: Tell me what you want.

Brooke: I just want to be open and honest with you, and I mean that because you're my world. And I don't know how to prove it, but I would do anything to make you believe me again. I would cut Tad out of my life.

[Phone rings]

Brooke: Brooke English.

Woman: Hey, Brooke, is Edmund with you?

Brooke: Yes, he is.

Woman: He's needed in layout. Some crisis is brewing.

Brooke: He'll be right there.

Edmund: I'll be right back.

[Phone rings]

Tad: I have to take this one, guys.

Jake: I'll catch you guys later. I got patients to check on. See you around?

Tad: All right. I want to see you soon again, all right?

Frank: Yeah.

[Ring]

Tad: Brooke?

Brooke: Can you talk?

Tad: Yeah. What happened? What's wrong?

Brooke: Edmund keeps asking me about why you and I went to Nevada together.

Tad: And you still haven't told him the truth?

Brooke: And what am I supposed to tell him? That I went to Nevada because I'm looking for his dead wife?

Tad: Look, Maureen Gorman is not Maria. Just tell him the truth, okay? You got her name off the list of donors for Enzo, okay? We didn't know that much about her, and you wanted to make sure she wasn't Maria. I mean, it sounds weird, but it was the reason you were there.

Brooke: Don't you understand that if I tell him that, that I will lose him?

Brooke: I don't mean that I would lose him or that he would walk out on me. You know, Edmund and I have been through -- we've been through so much together.

Tad: You've been through a lot. He'll understand that. He's got to.

Brooke: Don't you understand that it would open things up for him? If I told him that, he would have to research it himself, and then it would just open up all those old wounds.

Tad: So this is about Edmund.

Brooke: Most of it.

Tad: All right, okay. Then maybe you're right, don't tell him. I mean, it's not like we actually saw Maria.

Brooke: Right.

Tad: This is just like you -- putting other people's feelings ahead of your own, even your own pain.

Brooke: Don't say that.

Tad: I have to. It's the truth. I see it, Edmund sees it. Hopefully one day you'll see it, too.

Brooke: I have to go.

Brooke: What am I going to do?

Simone: Tommy, I don't feel so good. I think it's time for me to settle up. Okay.

Tommy: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on, no sudden moves, okay?

Simone: Okay.

Tommy: Listen, give me a phone number. I'm going to call someone for you.

Simone: You know what, don't bother. Nobody's -- nobody will to come.

Tommy: Someone call an ambulance!

Rev. Connolly: That should do it for his connection up there. If no one has any more to say about the deceased, let us pray.

Leo: Wait, wait, wait. I'm -- I want to say something.

Leo: The bummer about family is sometimes you need one, sometimes you don’t. Roger -- well, Roger was pretty flawed, just like the rest of us. Made a lot of bad calls. He'd jump into things without thinking about where they'd lead. He'd try to play whatever angle he had. It's not a great legacy, but at least he tried. Most of the time, the trying went nowhere, but at least he tried. And I know somewhere inside, he wished he could have been a better man, better father. So maybe -- maybe instead of remembering all the things that Roger wasn't, maybe we should think about the things he wished he could have been.

Leo: I'll take good care of your little girl, Roger. I'm going to love her and I'm going to make sure she knows it. So rest in peace, buddy.

Rev. Connolly: Let us pray. As his life comes to an end here on earth, may we find it in our hearts to send Roger Smythe on to a glorious beginning in the new afterlife. Lord, forgive him his sins and grant him everlasting rest, in your name. Amen.

Leo: Who are you?

Man: I'm your funeral director, Craig Lockwood.

Leo: What do you want me to do with Igor here?

Craig: I was contacted by a Dr. Martin to assist in the final arrangements. There seems to be an issue about interment.

Greenlee: There will be no burial.

Anna: No?

Greenlee: No. No family plot. Oh. So, now what?

Craig: If Mr. Smythe was not specific in his instructions, perhaps you'd consider cremation.

Greenlee: You want me to decide?

Rev. Connolly: As next of kin, it's in your hands, Greenlee.

Greenlee: Torch him.

Craig: I take that to mean cremation?

Leo: Yeah, we'll -- we'll keep in touch. Thank you, Rev. Connolly.

Greenlee: I have to go.

Leo: You sure you're ready?

Greenlee: Yes, I want to get out of here, damn it. Get me out of here.

Leo: All right, let's go. You never have to look back.

Anna: Sorry, I can't let you leave just yet.

Edmund: I love you. I don't know what happened, but I do know that I crossed the line.

Brooke: A lot has happened.

Edmund: I'd never ask you to cut Tad out of your life. He's the father of your child.

Brooke: That's important, but --

Edmund: I know that if the situation were reversed that you would never do anything to risk the relationship that Maria and I have as parents of Sam and Maddie. And I promise you that I will never get in the way of the bond that you and Tad have ever again.

Brooke: Thank you.

Edmund: On one condition.

Brooke: What is that?

Edmund: That you always stay the same Brooke that I fell in love with. The one that's so damn honest.

Tommy: Can I get you something?

Jack: I believe the lady will have a slo gin fizz, please.

Mary: Now, I haven't had one of those since --

Jack: Since the night we had about a dozen each and got sick as dogs?

Mary: And the next day we faked the flu.

Jack: The flu would have been a relief. But I must say you look like you could use one about now.

Mary: Jack, I just thought that I would come here to attend my daughter's wedding, make my father happy, stay in the will, and then I'd go back to my life -- my sculpture and traveling shows and updating my exquisite wardrobe all in exquisite taste --

Jack: Oh, naturally.

Mary: Naturally.

Jack: Naturally, yes. And you were happy with that?

Mary: I didn't know what happy was until my girl looked at me and said, "I need you."

Jack: And now that she has?

Mary: Now that she has, I'm going to fight to get her back, and I'm not going to leave this town until I do.

Jake: Yes?

Nurse: We have a possible O.D. just brought in.

Jake: All right, any details?

Nurse: Not yet. The E.M.T. says it looks like a cocktail of alcohol and prescription pills.

Jake: Doctor, you're about to enter the trenches.

Frank: Fire up the cannons.

Jake: I got to tell you, these are my least favorite cases. Oh, my God. Simone.

Anna: This is such lousy timing.

David: Anna, this can wait.

Anna: No, it can't. Jackson wanted me to do this earlier. It's official. I don't have a choice.

Leo: Just let me take Greenlee home first --

Anna: No, David will take Greenlee back to the loft. He'll make sure that you're okay.

Greenlee: What is this?

Leo: Yeah, what official business are you talking about?

Anna: I have to take you in for questioning, Leo, about your connection to Wolfe.

Leo: Okay, not right now. This is going to have to wait, I'm sorry.

Anna: It can't. And if you fight me on this, I'm going to arrest you.

>> Stay tuned for scenes from the next "All My Children."

>> On the next "All My Children" --

Frank: I suppose you're wise to why I started the doctor route.

Jesse: Well, your secret is safe with me.

Tad: Nailing your husband is my kind of therapy. You have a plan?

Anna: You walk out that door, I will arrest you.

Leo: I dare you.

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