All My Children Transcript Friday 6/10/05

Adam: No, tell Schroeder I don't want his modifications. Because it's a lousy deal! 

Tad: Goodbye. 

Adam: I want that -- 

Tad: You can call them back later. 

Adam: Get out of my house! 

Tad: Adam, if you care about J.R. and your grandson, you will call them back later.

Adam: Oh, can the melodrama. You have a point, make it. 

Tad: Listen. You remember I told you a while back I had circumstantial evidence that Dixie had survived? 

Adam: Yes, you accused me of planting it. 

Tad: I followed up on it. 

J.R.: What is he doing here? 

Adam: We're talking business. 

Tad: No, don't do that. He needs to hear this. 

J.R.: No, you weren't talking business. You're talking about my mother.

Zach: Let's get things rolling. Let's go. 

Kendall: Your gaming licenses. 

Zach: Thank you. 

Kendall: I'm sorry, could you -- could you grunt a little louder, please? Zach, I did not just play your loving, devoted wife this morning. I had to flirt with those coots on the gaming commission. I had to smile all pretty and actually act like they were -- they were desirable. 

Zach: Ok, forgive me, my darling, sacrificing wife. I've been a brutish beast, and I need to be punished. Now, what can I do to make it up to you? I know. How about a big kiss? 

Dr. Madden: I said no interruptions. 

Erica: Well, you didn't say it to me. You don't really want me to leave, do you?

Dr. Madden: Ms. Kane -- or Mrs. Montgomery. Which do you prefer? 

Erica: I prefer Erica. You know, when we first met, you seemed familiar. It's taken me a while but I finally figured out why. 

Simone: Oh, my gosh. Ok, I got everything that you asked me to get. You -- 

Greenlee: You locate that horrible tank? 

Simone: Yeah -- oh, God, that's so ugly -- and the skirt and the top and jacket and --

Greenlee: Yeah, that's great, that's great. But you're early, ok, so you have to --

Simone: You know what? How is this stuff going to help you snag Ryan's papa popsicles? Spill, Greenlee. What is the plan? 

Ryan: Yeah, I'd like to hear the answer to that one. 

Dr. Madden: Don't tell me -- I remind you of a cousin, or perhaps somebody that you went to school with. 

Erica: No, I saw you on television. One of those news-magaziney shows -- "The Heartbreak of Infertility." 

Dr. Madden: It's a very serious problem. 

Erica: Oh, yes, I know. And you were marvelous. I would like to use you. 

Dr. Madden: You have fertility issues? 

Erica: Oh, no. I don't intend to have any more children. I have a proposition for you, a business proposition. I intend to find a woman who very much wants to have a child, but who for some reason has not been able to conceive. And then, with your help, we will answer her prayers. We will give her that baby she so desperately wants. 

Greenlee: Ahem. You know me -- always plotting. 

Simone: Greenlee, what are you doing? Ugh � 

[In an attempt to silence her gabby friend, Greenlee stomps on Simone's foot.] 

Greenlee: Is that muscle spasm acting up again? 

Simone: Yeah, yeah. 

Greenlee: Bummer. Simone and I were planning the next publicity campaign. 

Ryan: Oh, I thought you took care of that already. 

Greenlee: No. This is for the fall colors. They're deeper and richer. 

Simone: That's good thinking. What? 

Ryan: "Good thinking"? 

Simone: Oh, did I use my outside voice? I meant good thinking is fresh ideas. Like I came up with the slogan, "Baby, it's you." 

Ryan: Ah.

Simone: Yeah. Ah! 

Greenlee: You really ought to get off that leg. 

Simone: Uh, yeah. 

Ryan: I'm going to let you two brainstorm alone. 

Greenlee: Where are you off to? 

Ryan: I've got some work I got to do. 

Greenlee: I love you. 

Ryan: I love you. 

Simone: Oh! My God, my foot. I think you broke my toe! 

Greenlee: You had it so deep in your mouth, I barely made contact. What was that? You trying to wreck my life? 

Simone: Look, I just brought you everything that you just asked for. All right? I'm at your beck and call, but I'm starting to have second thoughts. 

Greenlee: This from someone who's barely able to have a first thought. 

Simone: Ugh, you see? Right there. You know, you and Ryan -- you seem happy, so why risk it? 

Greenlee: Ryan needs to have his child to see what a great man he really is, and I'm going to give him that child. This is great. Ok, I need your social security number and your checkbook. 

Simone: What for? 

Greenlee: They'll ask for it before they inseminate you with Ryan's sperm. 

Kendall, you want to show your gratitude with a nice, hot kiss? 

Zach: I didn't say "hot," but, sure. That's what husbands and wives do, right? 

Kendall: Hmm. Well, you know what I really want? 

Zach: Hmm?

Kendall: I would really love a sexy, new, slamming sports car that matches with these great shoes. 

Zach: Sports car? 

Kendall: Mm-hmm.

Zach: That's what you need? Ok. 

Kendall: Now, I'll tell you what I don't need. I don't need a phony apology from a phony husband. And I really did not want to parade around this morning in front of the gaming commission. 

Zach: You have my sincere gratitude. And when the casino opens tonight, half the take is yours. 

Kendall: I don't care about the stupid money. Keep your damn money. 

Zach: What's going on? 

Kendall: Nothing. That's the problem. God, nothing in my life right now -- nothing -- nothing that matters. 

Zach: The husband is always the last to know. 

Kendall: You know, the fact that this marriage has no emotional weight is the best thing that's going on in my life right now. You and I -- we don't mean anything to each other, thank God. I guess I can count on that. 

Zach: The good news is, it'll get easier. 

Kendall: What? Being in a fake marriage? 

Zach: Being alone. 

Maria: Sam --

Sam: No, I got to run. 

Maria: I've been waiting for you. 

Sam: Why don't you ambush me some other time? 

Maria: No, no, it's not an ambush. We really, really need to talk. 

Sam: About your pioneer trek? 

Maria: Why are you so opposed to going to California?

Sam: Because we live here. Because this is where I belong. I mean, except for a few months at school in France, I've lived here my whole life. 

Maria: And this is a really great town. It is. PineValley is great, but there are all kinds of nice towns. 

Sam: Maddie's gotten slammed. I mean, these jerks blast her like she's some tramp. I understand why you think moving would be easier for her, and for you.

Maria: I just -- I really feel like we all need distance, though, from this house. I feel like we can't even walk out in the garden without looking at the stable and -- and being reminded of your father's death every day. 

Sam: That's always going to be with us. 

Maria: But we don't have to be looking at the spot day after day. 

Sam: You don't have to run to Zach Slater anymore. 

Maria: Relocating is going to solve a lot of problems. 

Sam: Well, the problem isn't Dad's murder, and it's not Zach. It's you, and the five years you were somebody else. 

J.R.: So, what's the latest? Mom sending letters from Zanzibar? Oh, let me guess -- you found her image burnt into toast? No, I'll tell you what, fill me in later. Diana has to get upstairs. 

Tad: No, she has to sit down. You both do.

J.R.: She needs to lie down, so you need to shut up. 

Adam: Don't you think J.R. has enough on his plate without you dragging your crazy ideas about Dixie into this? You said you didn't want to give him any false hopes. 

Tad: This isn't about false hopes. 

Adam: Well, then why drag Little Adam's nanny into this? 

Tad: Because Dixie did survive, Adam. She's alive. She just walked up those stairs with J.R.

J.R.: I'll bring Little Adam -- 

Di: No, shh, shh, shh. He's sleeping. Hey, little guy. Oh, I missed you. You know that?

J.R.: He missed you, too. Every time I opened the door, he'd stand up, and if it wasn't you, he'd get all upset. 

Di: Did he?

J.R.: Yeah. Well, you'll see. I mean, he won't be able to leave your side. Well, you know, as soon as you go to bed, if he wakes up, I'll take him right to you.

Di: J.R., at the hospital, you asked me how I knew Tad, what kind of past we shared. I think it's time that I explained all that to you. J.R., I never intended to keep anything from you. You welcomed me into your home. You trusted me with your son. I'm not sure where to start. 

J.R.: Look, I only asked about, Tad because I don't like him hanging around. Whatever you two had doesn't involve me. 

Di: That's not entirely true. 

J.R.: Look, he sided with Babe and Jamie against me. Don't trust him. 

Di: You two shouldn't be fighting. 

J.R.: He kept Little Adam from me, and for that I'll never forgive him. He's up to something now, too. Just know that, you know, you can always trust me and depend on me, and if anybody else messes with you, I'll handle them.

Di: J.R., listen to me. I haven't been entirely truthful -- 

J.R.: No, what matters is right now. I don't need to know about you and Tad going on dates or whatever. You said when you came into this house that it felt right.

Di: Yeah. I belonged here because you -- 

J.R.: You belong here because Little Adam loves you, and he needs you. And so do I.

Di: You both mean more to me than you know. 

J.R.: You know, when I got custody of my son, I thought that was everything that I needed in my life. So I devoted myself and all my love to the one person I know I could trust, who would never hurt me. 

Di: J.R., he's a wonderful little boy, but you need something more in your life besides your child. 

J.R.: Well, after you showed up, I learned that. I know I can trust you, and I don't want to lose you. So stop stressing about Tad and the past and the rest, and get to bed. Get better. Because I want to hang on to what I found -- the best caregiver my son could ever have. And the closest friend I've got. 

Simone: You know, no one's going to buy it. I would never need to be artificially inseminated. You know, this could decimate my love life. Not to mention, my threshold for pain is, like, nonexistent. I practically passed out when you stomped on my foot. I can't survive childbirth! 

Greenlee: Just because you're being inseminated doesn't mean you're having the baby.

Simone: Get in here and explain that. I'm definitely going to need you to draw pictures.

Greenlee: Brace yourself! 

[Greenlee struts downstairs in a long, black wig and glasses, speaking in a sexy, breathy voice.] 

Simone: Oh, oh -- 

Greenlee: "Oh, oh --" Hi. I am Simone Torres. Glad to meet you. Like looking in the mirror, isn't it? 

Simone: Oh, God, I hope not. 

Greenlee: Maybe it's the inner you. Be very afraid. 

Simone: Oh, stop that. It's not funny. You're going to give me nightmares. 

Greenlee: Come on, Simone, I can't make up a name, because I need a legit bank account and a social security number. 

Simone: Yeah, well, why mine, looking like that? 

Greenlee: Because you're a fantabulous friend. I'd love to go in looking like either glamorous one of us, but I can't risk being recognized. 

Simone: Oh, so instead of stealing Ryan's love seed, you're going in for the whole kit and caboodle. Huh. 

Greenlee: [Imitates Simone] By using your ID and life savings, I will buy my beloved's genetic cocktail and produce our child. 

Simone: Why are you talking like that? 

Greenlee: Normal voice] Never mind. Wish me luck. 

Simone: Ok. All right. Good luck. You're going to need it. 

Di: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you -- 

Di and Stuart: Please don't take my sunshine away 

Di: Oh. 

Stuart: Dixie used to sing that to J.R. 

Di: Just like her mama sang it to her. 

Stuart: Oh, yeah. 

Di: J.R. told me. 

Stuart: Yeah, he misses his mom. 

Di: J.R., or Little Adam? 

Stuart: Oh, well, both, I guess. But, no, I meant J.R. Dixie balanced his life like a little angel sitting on one of his shoulders. 

Di: And Adam sitting on the other shoulder like the devil. 

Stuart: You catch on fast. 

Di: Uh-huh.

Stuart: I miss Dixie, too. She was like a -- a star on a really, really dark night. 

Di: She loved you a lot, too. 

Stuart: Oh, Dixie and I -- you know, we could make each other happy, just when we were feeling happy. Just -- and a hug. A hug would do the trick. And she knew just when to stop the hug, too. 

Di: That's more than special. 

Stuart: Yeah, I was lucky. I was lucky. I have Marian now, though, because -- but she's -- she's away for two whole weeks. And then I -- this is only the second day.

Di: Well, you've been apart before. Your annual fishing trips with Adam. 

Stuart: I -- I don't know why, but it's like a -- a sadness has settled over the family since Dixie went away. You see, it's like -- like when you mist plants with a spray bottle, and it's just -- I don't know why, just -- I wish Marian was back already. 

Di: You can't sleep without her? 

Stuart: No, no not really. I -- we call each other every day, but, you know, it's -- you get lonely when all you have is a picture and, you know, some voice over the phone from a long, faraway -- 

Di: Stuart, it'll be ok. 

Stuart: Yeah. You know, in the olden days,Dixie -- Dixie and I -- sometimes we wouldn't even talk, wouldn't say a word. Just -- we'd just go right -- right to the hug. 

[Di hugs Stuart.] 

Adam: It's not possible. 

Tad: It happened. 

Adam: How? If -- if Dixie survived -- 

Tad: Not if. Dixie is the woman upstairs playing nanny to your grandson � to her grandson.

Adam: Well, why wouldn't she tell us that? Why wouldn't she tell us who she is? And what the hell is she trying to do to J.R.? 

J.R.: Nothing. Because my mother is dead. That woman upstairs, Diana, is my son's nanny, not his grandmother. 

Tad: J.R., I lifted some of "Diana's" fingerprints. They match your mother's. You understand? They're a perfect match. 

Maria: Ok, so, why don't you tell me how you feel about when I was away? 

Sam: When you were dead? 

Maria: Well, when everybody thought I was dead, yeah. 

Sam: Well, it sucked. We didn't just lose you. Dad sort of just checked out. And I know that he tried to be brave and strong for us, but sometimes at night when, you know, he thought I was in bed, I would hear him. Never heard Dad cry before. But, you know, things did get better. I mean, not better, but -- I don't know, I guess we all just sort of went numb and got used to it. And then Brooke started coming around more, and I think she was good for Dad. I really do. And it wasn't like she would be our mom, but Maddie and I liked her, so we were pretty cool with her marrying Dad. Then you showed up. 

Maria: And wrecked everything . 

Sam: No. It wasn't like that. We were glad, but, come on, it was pretty hard at first. We knew who you were, and you didn't even remember us for a long time. 

Maria: I know. But then I did remember, and everything seemed to work out okay. Your dad and I remarried. 

Sam: I know, but it's like we all just threw those five years out, like they didn't even count. And you had this whole life with Zach. Didn't that change you? 

Maria: Yeah. Yeah, it did. 

Sam: That's what I want. 

Maria: What? I don't understand. What? 

Sam: I've got this whole other family here, and I need to get to know them. I want to check it out. I mean, maybe nothing will happen. Maybe the Martins will hate me. 

Maria: No, they won't. 

Sam: I'm not doing this because I want to get back at you. But you know how sometimes people on the TV -- they -- they wait until they're really old to look for their family and stuff? I don't want to wait to find out who they are and who I am. Does that make any sense? 

Zach: Drink up. 

Kendall: By the way, it does not get easier, being alone. I know. I've had experience. I've had a lot of experience. 

Zach: Whatever you say, expert. Have a bitter day. I have things to do. Hi. You're early. 

Ryan: Yeah, I was kind of in the mood to take more of your money right now. 

Zach: I'm busy. 

Kendall: I'll take you on. 

Ryan: You? Well, if you're up for it, fine. 

Zach: Have fun, kids. 

Ryan: Oh, we will. 

Kendall: Well, this is a surprise, you willing to gamble with me. 

Ryan: I just figured your money would be the same as his, isn't it, Mrs. Slater? 

Kendall: Do you still blame me for your mess of a marriage? The mess that you created? 

Ryan: The mess is all cleared up, thanks for asking. 

Kendall: Oh, really? You and Greenlee split? 

Ryan: Greenlee and I are great. 

Kendall: Ok, so you and Greenlee are together? 

Ryan: Yes, we are. 

Kendall: So she actually forgave you for -- 

Ryan: Greenlee admitted that I was right, that we shouldn't have kids. 

Kendall: Ok, well, it's one thing for Greenlee to admit it, but you actually believed her? 

Greenlee: Hi. 

Hazel: May I help you? 

Greenlee: Oh, gosh, yes, I hope so. I want to have a baby, and there's no one in my life right now. I have so much love to give a child, so I was hoping I could be artificially -- you know -- inseminated. 

Erica: "New Beginnings" really says it all. My aim is to give hope to the disenfranchised, the cheated, the ignored women of America. You are smiling. 

Dr. Madden: You reminded me of the Statue of Liberty. 

Erica: Oh. Well, that's brilliant. 

Dr. Madden: Uh-huh. 

Erica: Because my show will light the way for millions. Your episode will deal with one woman's deep tragedy, her inability to conceive. Then you perform a miracle. It's perfect, isn't it? 

Dr. Madden: I see several stumbling blocks. 

Erica: Confidentiality, yes. It will be important to find the right woman, a woman who is willing to open her life, to share her disappointments and her joys with others. But this is bigger than any individual. This is an opportunity to give others hope. 

Greenlee: You're my only hope. Please help me. 

Hazel: We'll do everything we can. 

Greenlee: Thank you. My prayer is about to be answered. 

Sarah: The donor parameters can be as broad or as narrow as you like. They must remain anonymous, but I've said that.

Greenlee: Six times already. Was that my outside voice? I am so sorry. Sarah, I'm just so anxious to stop talking and start doing. I went on your website and downloaded tons of info and forms. Here -- everything you need. I am good to go. 

Sarah: This isn't anything to rush into. 

Greenlee: I'm not. Oh, no, I've thought about this for ages. I know exactly the type of man I want for my baby's father. He's 6'1", piercing blue eyes, chiseled good looks, ripped bod. He's smart and creative and -- and his hair is brown, short, not long and scraggly. He's incredibly well-groomed. 

Sarah: Uh, his hairstyle matters? 

Greenlee: Yes. It indicates what kind of man he is, doesn't it? No rocker-hipster dudes need apply. Yes, he's a -- he's strong, not just his body but his character. He's kind and thoughtful and loving and vulnerable sometimes, even though he'd do his damnedest not to show it. My donor has to be a man that I would be completely and totally in love with, if the circumstances were different. 

Ryan: It took a while, but Greenlee is going to be okay with this. 

Kendall: Ryan, Greenlee wants two things in life -- you and your child. 

Ryan: Just leave it alone, Kendall. 

Kendall: Oh, alone is my best event. But Greenlee? Ryan, without you, she will wither and die. 

Ryan: Oh, well, that's good, because she's got me. 

Kendall: Ah, but she wants you free of your family issues, and she thinks the best way to accomplish that is to have your baby. 

Ryan: Look, Kendall, Greenlee and I got into it last night. 

Kendall: Yes, and you had a nice little talk and tears were shed, blah, blah, blah. 

Ryan: And she changed her mind. 

Kendall: What, after one heartfelt air clearing? Ryan, wake up. Remember who your wife is? Greenlee -- stubborn, crafty Greenlee? Your lips say no and all she hears is "I dare you to try it." 

Ryan: No, she doesn't. She knows that I am not going to change my mind on this. She knows that I'm not going to have it reversed. 

Kendall: You came here to gamble? I bet you every single dollar in the bank that Greenlee will never give up on trying to have your child. 

Greenlee: Yeah, but most of all, he believes in dreams and making them come true. That's it. Is it enough? 

Sarah: I've never heard such a precise and detailed account of donor parameters. 

Greenlee: Every detail counts. My baby's father has to be the right one. 

Erica: This clinic performs an invaluable service. You bring people's dreams alive again. Please say you'll do my show. 

Dr. Madden: It's not a good time. 

Erica: Dr. Madden, you have done so many television shows and countless interviews. I know you're not shy. 

Dr. Madden: I've only owned this particular clinic for a short period of time. If I appear on your television show, I don't want my clients to feel as if I'm capitalizing on their misfortune. It's just not a good time. 

Erica: No. This seems personal. Why don't you want to work with me, Dr. Madden? 

Tad: I took this compact out of Diana's purse at the hospital. From it, we lifted two clean prints -- her thumb and her forefinger. Then I got your mother's off of this. 

J.R.: You went through my mother's personals? Her cards and letters? 

Tad: Until I got what I needed, yes, I did. 

J.R.: Just like it was evidence to back up your lie. 

Tad: It wasn't like that. 

J.R.: Did you dig up any of those old feelings? The way you supposedly loved my mother? 

Tad: I didn't have to dig up anything. You know I loved Dixie. I always will. 

J.R.: No, if you truly loved my mother, you'd know that she couldn't have survived that crash and stayed away from us this long. She would've called us. She would've written somehow. She would've gotten in touch with us. She wouldn't be sneaking into this house and pretending to be somebody else! 

Tad: Maybe, maybe not. We don't know what her reasons are. 

J.R.: She doesn't have any reasons. They don't exist, because my mother does not exist. 

Adam: J.R., if the fingerprints match -- 

J.R.: What do you -- did you handle these fingerprints? 

Tad: Aidan and I both took care of them, yes. 

J.R.: Yeah, well, Tad and his henchman. You faked it. 

Tad: J.R., come on. You know I would never do something like that. 

J.R.: And I would know this how? Because -- because you helped your real son keep my kid from me? If you ever, ever gave a damn about me or my mother, you would stop this sick, sick game right now. 

Tad: J.R., do you think I'm enjoying this? Do you think I'm having fun, that I'm some kind of masochist? I realize it's crazy, but everything I know tells me that your mother is the woman upstairs calling herself Diana Cole. 

J.R.: No. No, it's not possible. 

Tad: It is possible. It's the truth, a fact. Your mother is alive, and now we all have to deal with it. 

Adam: Well, I'd like some real answers first. 

J.R.: No, my mother died. My mother died, I had to deal with it. It almost killed me doing it, but I didn't have a choice. But now I have a choice, and I choose to not listen to your screwed-up lies! 

Adam: Son, I know what you're going through, ok? 

J.R.: No, you have no clue what I am going through or what I went through when my mother was killed. You hated my mother. 

Adam: Son, that's not true. 

J.R.: Would you just drop it already? 

Di: It never stops. 

Stuart: They -- they fight a lot, but they still love each other -- I don't mean Tad and Adam. I mean, I don't know what got them going. 

Di: They're all so miserable. 

Stuart: Yeah, it's that sad mist. I think it's been settling over this family ever since Dixie -- Dixie died. I was wrong about Dixie. She's not just a star. She was like the sun. 

Di: That bright? 

Stuart: Yeah, and we were all just planets spinning around her. Yeah, she managed to keep us all going in the right direction. And then when she -- when she went away, everyone spun off track. 

Di: Think they can find their way back? 

Stuart: I don't know. I don't know. It would take a miracle, but Dixie certainly would be one. 

Di: Why did you say that? 

Stuart: I just thought maybe it would help you to know that. I don't know why. 

Erica: You might as well tell me the truth. 

Dr. Madden no, it's a matter of timing, nothing else. If the segment could wait six months or perhaps even a year, then -- 

Erica: Don't be ridiculous. Dr. Madden, you're taking over this clinic. You might as well get your face out there. 

Dr. Madden: Erica, I hate to disappoint you -- 

Erica: Well, then don't. Consider my offer for a little while. But be warned -- when I want something, I get it. And I want you. 

Dr. Madden: I'm very flattered. 

Erica: Well, thank you. Tell me something -- while you're considering saying yes to me, may I take a tour of the clinic? 

Dr. Madden: Well, absolutely. 

Erica: Thank you. 

Dr. Madden: Hazel, will you give Ms. Kane the grand tour, please? Thank you. I'll get finished up in here, and I shall join you in a couple of minutes. 

Erica: Well, I thank you. And the sooner you make the decision, you'll save me some time. 

Dr. Madden: Damn. 

Hazel: Right this way. 

[Unaware of her stepmother's presence, Greenlee sits in the waiting room and scratching her itchy scalp under the black wig.]

Ryan: I'll stay. 

Kendall: Hmm. Well, you are lucky at cards, but you're going to lose big on the Greenlee bet. 

Ryan: Kendall, you just never know when to let it go. 

Kendall: Oh, you'd be surprised. 

Ryan: I know my wife, all right? I love my wife. You -- you would just love to see us destroyed. 

Kendall: Not really. 

Ryan: Yeah, you know what? Greenlee and I are happy. We're going to stay happy. Just because your life is in the toilet and you are miserable, you want company. Man, do I feel like I've had this conversation before. 

[Ryan storms off, making a chair fly.]

Zach: It's hard to tell which one of you lost.

J.R.: What's your angle here? I understand his. It's revenge. But is it jealousy? I got my son, you don't have Colby, so you're going to use it against me? Is that it? 

Adam: That doesn't make sense. 

J.R.: And Mom alive does? 

Adam: I love you, J.R. 

J.R.: No. No, you've resented me ever since Liza took Colby away. 

Adam: I would never want you to suffer. 

J.R.: And then you signed up with him. 

Adam: We're going to ask Diana to submit to a DNA test. 

J.R.: Oh, like hell you will! 

Tad: If she's got nothing to hide, she'll go along with it. 

J.R.: Oh, this is like deja vu all over again -- Dad and Stepdad ganging up on me. 

Adam: I'm trying to help you. 

J.R.: Remember when you took Bess away from me? 

Tad: J.R., nobody is trying to take anything away from you! 

J.R.: Oh, no, you're damn right, because nobody is going to take anything from me! 

Adam: You won't even consider the possibility of it happening? 

J.R.: You can't jerk me around. You save your head games for the boardroom. And you -- get out of my life. Get out of my face. 

Tad: You can't ignore this. 

J.R.: And stop using my mother against me.

[Everyone looks toward the doorway as Di appears.]

Sam: Maddie already started packing. 

Maria: So if I make you go with us to California, then what? 

Sam: I would cut out as soon as I could and come back. 

Maria: You know, you have always been my son. I love you more than anything. I love you more than my own life, and I -- I really want you with me. 

Sam: It's not that I don't love you. But I have a lot of stuff to figure out. 

Maria: Yeah, but you can't do that from California? 

Sam: No. 

Maria: Sam, if I have to leave you behind, I just don't know how I can do that. 

Sam: It doesn't have to be forever. Mom, I got to try. 

[Maria and Sam tearfully hug.]

Zach: What? 

Kendall: I saw you sitting over there, Zach. You were watching Ryan and me the whole time. Why couldn't you just at least come over and step in? 

Zach: For what? You know how to play blackjack, right? 

Kendall: No! Didn't you see Ryan? He lost it. He was throwing furniture, and he could've hurt me. You could've at least walked over to see if I was okay. 

Zach: I'm a little confused about the rules here. If it's J.R., you don't want me saving you, but with this guy you want me to step in? 

Kendall: All right, forget it, forget the whole thing. Forget me, forget Ryan. I have. 

Zach: Ok, good. Good. It's not like he said anything that was true, right, like you being miserable or anything. 

Kendall: Go away, please. 

Zach: You know what I think? The way to get to Ryan is to prove him wrong. So maybe you should just get out of your way and have some fun. 

Kendall: I don't think I remember how. 

Zach: $5,000 says you will remember. 

Kendall: Wait a second. If I win, I get $5,000, but I'll still be miserable? 

Zach: Sometimes it pays to lose. 

Kendall: You're on, sucker. 

Simone: Call me, my evil, unidentical, ugly twin. Tell me that you have scored the life fluid of -- Ryan! Hi. 

Ryan: Where is she? 

Simone: Uh, "she"? Greenlee? 

Ryan: Yes, Greenlee. She and you were working together, she's not at home. 

Simone: Uh -- 

Ryan: Is she here? 

Simone: I don't know. Uh, I don't know. 

Ryan: What do you mean, you don't know? You guys were working on that campaign together. 

Simone: Yes. Yeah, you're right, and then my brain dried up, and we had to stop. 

Ryan: Well, I have to find her. 

Simone: Well, I can't tell you where she is, because I don't know. She didn't tell me where she was going. 

Ryan: You're lying. I can tell. You get all nervous and stuttery. 

Simone: I -- I do -- that is so not -- wrong. 

Ryan: Why are you covering for her? Why don't you just tell me the truth? 

Simone: You know, why don't you just tell Greenlee the truth? I saw you with her, Ryan. I know what you've been up to. 

Ryan: "Her"? Who did you see? 

Simone: Oh, yeah, you know -- the scrawny bleach blonde at 12 River Drive? That ring a bell, a little ding-dong, an old cheating bell? 

Greenlee: Oh, baby, only three donors who could possibly be Ryan. Now we're getting to the nitty-gritty! Yes! 

Erica: Oh, my God. Greenlee? It is you. But what -- who are you supposed to be? 

J.R.: All right, you know what? You need to be upstairs in your bed. 

Tad: Don't you want to know why she came down? 

Adam: I'd like the answer to that one. 

Di: I heard you arguing. 

J.R.: Well, I'm sorry about that. It's over. 

Tad: Is it? 

Di: I'm the only one who can clear this up. J.R., I'm sorry, but it's true. I am Dixie. I'm your mother. 

>> On the next "All My Children" -- 

Babe (to Jamie and Amanda): Rise and shine. Someone want to tell me what's wrong with this picture? 

Kendall (to Ryan): I want the truth, and I won't stop until I get it. Are you sneaking around on Greenlee? 

[Greenlee screams when Erica rips off her wig.] 

Erica (to Greenlee): I'm calling Ryan. 

J.R. (to Di): One question. How much are they paying you?

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