All My Children Transcript Friday 8/19/05

Provided by Suzanne
Proofread by Gisele

Greenlee: We're here at the egg stimulation process. And the injections would be here, here, and here. So the ultrasound would be here.

Kendall: Ok. Circle that date. If we're on schedule, our very own Easter egg hunt. The big egg retrieval.

Greenlee: Hmm. After we harvest, fertilization.

Kendall: Doesn't that sound backwards?

Greenlee: And then here we transfer the little Lavery to the mother ship.

Kendall: Next step, pregnancy test. And then blast-off.

Greenlee: Wow.

Kendall: Are we crazy?

Greenlee: Well, you passed the psychological test, didn't you?

Kendall: Yes, of course. I'm completely sane. I mean, I even aced the physical, too.

Greenlee: And I'm perfectly healthy, except I can't carry my own baby.

Kendall: Well, that's what you got me for.

Greenlee: And it's official. In triplicate.

Kendall: Oh, my God. Who knew you needed a permit to make a baby?

Greenlee: And that I'd have to adopt my own son or daughter or both. How do you feel about twins? Triplets?

Kendall: No, no, don't start.

Greenlee: Did you remember to take your birth control pill?

Kendall: Yes, of course. Pretty soon, my cycle should be in sync with your cycle. Then we can have your little embryo implanted in my nest.

Greenlee: Wouldn't it be a miracle if a part of Ryan could really live on?

Ryan: Hi.

Erin: What the hell are you doing here?

Krystal: Whoo. He is out cold. I tell you, for somebody who doesn't like getting his hands dirty, you sure can pack a wallop.

Adam: I was highly motivated. I'm still not quite clear why we had to drag him all the way over here from the bar.

Krystal: Because we're going to give the mad doctor a taste of his own medicine. One way or the other, old Davey boy's going to cough up his secret about the new Dixie Martin.

Di: Why'd you do that?

Tad: Why'd you do it?

Di: I was done with you.

Tad: I was ready to walk away.

Di: Well, I guess some habits are hard to break.

Tad: Looks like a hell of a lot more than a habit.

Di: Maybe we're just doing what everyone expects us to.

Tad: Yeah.

Di: I just remembered. We never do what anyone expects us to.

J.R.: If it was dark outside, I still wouldn't believe you.

Amanda: But it is. Take a look. Dark as the heart of a Chandler. Jamie and Babe are ashes.

J.R.: You know, it's not the first time you've dumped that promise in my lap.

Amanda: This time it's as real as it gets.

J.R.: Let me clue you in on something. If this is another one of Babe's dumping-Jamie schemes, it's not going to fly. You see, the terms of Aunt Phoebe's will says Jamie has to do the dumping. Otherwise, he gets zilch.

Amanda: Get ready to pay out, J.R. I guarantee you Jamie is about to spit on Babe but good.

Babe: Jamie, what are you -- what are you doing here?

Jamie: That's my question.

Babe: I thought you were supposed to be with --

Jamie: With Amanda?

Babe: This -- this isn't what it looks like. It's really --

Josh: It's too late to cover. Sorry, Jamie. Can't lie about it now. This is what it is.

Jamie: Is it, Babe?

J.R.: You threw yourself at Jamie. Nothing. You played that you were drugged. That tanked. You pretended to have a heart problem. Total bust. I mean, face it, Amanda. Jamie is the only guy in Pine Valley who's not sampling what you're selling.

Amanda: Maybe Jamie didn't bite, but Babe's a whole other story. Turns out she's all about loving Jamie, until another Mr. Right comes along. I just had to find the right one.

J.R.: No way. There's no way Babe would ever let go of Jamie for real.

Amanda: You want to keep telling me how wrong I am? Or do you want to see it for yourself? Your biggest, baddest dream is about to come true.

Babe: I didn't mean to hurt you. It just -- it happened.

Jamie: Fast work.

Babe: The night I met Josh, we just clicked. And then he helped me get your car back from the frat boys, and it was a total turn-on.

Josh: Back at you.

Babe: I haven't had that much fun since when, Jamie? Think about it. So I bought him a drink to thank him, and we're kicking back, and the next thing --

Jamie: And here you are, thanking him again. You know, it looks different without the cow.

Josh: You mean, you two, here? That's got to hurt. Just FYI -- we used your back seat the first time. That's why I had to buy the car.

Jamie: I'm only going to say this once. Shut up.

Babe: Do not make this worse, Josh, and if you want to be mad at someone, you be mad at me, because I could have called it off, I could have stopped it, and I didn't.

Jamie: So, what is this supposed to be? A fling?

Babe: I don't know what it is, but there's no drama, there's no baggage, it's simple, it's easy. The only thing I have to worry about is having a good time.

Jamie: And this "good time" -- is it going someplace?

Babe: I don't care. That's the whole point of it.

Josh: I'm cool with it.

Jamie: You know, I thought I told you to shut the hell up.

Babe: Look, Jamie, the wedding was coming up, all the pressure, all this crud with you and J.R. Josh made me remember what it's like to grab life and live in the moment.

Jamie: Well, you know what? The moment's over.

Babe: Jamie, the last thing I wanted to do was to stomp on your heart, but you're so damn stubborn. I tried to do this the nice way. I called off the wedding, I tried to send you off to school, but you didn't get it. Look at me. You get it now?

Tad: Is this where I'm supposed to apologize for laying one on you?

Di: I'm not sorry. Are you?

Tad: No. God, no. Not a bit. I'm just, you know, kind of confused, because when you came back, you made it perfectly clear that you didn't come back for me, and I thought we'd spent all this time trying to convince ourselves that we were over.

Di: I said it. Didn't mean it.

Tad: And the only reason I said it is because I wasn't given a choice, you know. Packed up a few souvenirs, chucked a few. I wanted to move on. You know, I tried.

Di: So did I. I just thought if I had said it enough to you, to myself, that it just would be true. I wouldn't care anymore. Just wake up one morning and the feelings would have just fallen away.

Tad: They don't seem to be flying anywhere fast.

Di: Maybe it's the moonlight.

Tad: Or something.

Di: So I guess we're -- we're not done.

Tad: I guess not.

Krystal: David confirmed tonight that he knows something about Dixie. He's just not giving it up, even for his baby girl, so, we play hardball.

Adam: What are you looking for?

Krystal: Dr. Dodo's famous truth serum.

Adam: Oh. Well, since you have everything under control, you call me if you get anything out of him.

Krystal: No, hold on, now. This is for your son, too, remember? Especially if Miss Dixie isn't who she says she is. We dose David, we get him to spill the truth about Dixie, and then those apron strings that are strangling your son -- incinerated. Everybody wins.

Adam: You seem to be particularly motivated tonight, too.

Krystal: Because if I can find a way to get tricksy Dixie out of your life, I know that you will be so grateful that you'll pull whatever golden strings necessary to get Jamie back in college before it's too late.

Adam: I wasn't aware there was a ticking clock.

Krystal: It's more like a ticking time bomb. Now, desperate women do desperate things. Do we have a deal?

Adam: Let's get the truth first.

Krystal: Ok. All right. Ok, now, taste this.

Adam: I most certainly will not.

Krystal: Come on, now. One sip is not going to kill you.

Adam: Then you drink it.

Krystal: Well -- no -- I'm a point man. Ok? This is my plan. I've got to stay in control. Now, come on, now. Open wide.

Adam: Well, you have no idea what's in there.

Krystal: There's only one way to find out, ok? You toss it back, you start blustering like you always do.

Adam: I don't bluster.

Krystal: And if one word of truth comes out of your mouth, then I know we've got it.

Adam: It could kill me.

Krystal: It could answer our prayers.

Adam: Oh, oh, so you think I should be the one to risk my life for this?

Krystal: You know what? I would risk anything for my little girl. Heck, I would drink every vial here, but then I couldn't count on you to carry through and take care of Babe if one of these were to make my head blow up and my lips melt.

Adam: I'd be willing to taste-test a couple for J.R. if we could guarantee the results. But there's got to be a better way than just guessing.

Krystal: Let's pour them all down his throat.

Kendall: This is some schedule. It's a good thing we're genius at multitasking.

Greenlee: Here. Is there anything you want? A glass of milk?

Kendall: No, thanks.

Greenlee: Lots of Calcium, Vitamin D.

Kendall: I hate milk.

Greenlee: Why don't you sit? It's more comfortable.

Kendall: Why are you being so nice to me?

Greenlee: You're having my baby. I'm going to spoil you as no man has ever spoiled you. You want ice cream? I'll buy you a factory. You want pickles? I'll pickle them myself.

Kendall: Well, do you promise to have labor pains when I go into labor?

Greenlee: I'll scream right along with you.

Kendall: Ugh. You know, this B-day, we've got lots of planning to do. Oh, ok, that's it, that's it! You're like the witch who tried to fatten up Hansel and Gretel, so she could eat them.

Greenlee: I just want you healthy. I've seen your refrigerator. Do you really want an innocent baby eating all that garbage that you do?

Kendall: Oh, God, nine months of you hovering. Do they make straitjackets for pregnant women? Because I'm going to need one.

Greenlee: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll be cool, I swear. You'll tell me if you're getting a craving for something, won't you?

Kendall: I think I'm getting one right now.

Greenlee: All right, all right. It's just what you're doing is so big, so huge.

Kendall: Is that a fat joke?

Greenlee: I'm trying to tell you what this -- you -- mean to me. I mean, you tried to drown me, you locked me up, you made plays for Ryan behind my back, and that was just my wedding day. And here you are taking on puffy ankles, poundage, and stretch marks. What were some of the names you came up with? Petite Shiraz Sonoma Sideways Lavery?

Kendall: No, my stretch marks will be incognito. And I don't need you to remind me that I'm going to turn into Jabba the Hutt.

Greenlee: Kendall, you're doing this mind-blowing, life-altering thing for me. How do you thank someone for turning your entire life, their bodies, inside out and upside down?

Kendall: Well, when you put it that way -- am I really doing this? Ugh. I hope I can pull this off.

Greenlee: I know you can.

Kendall: Ok. All right, I promise I will take all my vitamins, I will do every -- every exam, every appointment, I'll eat all the right foods, regular exercise. I mean, it's just a little tiny human being, right? No pressure.

Greenlee: I know it's a long shot. But without you, I wouldn't have a chance to bring Ryan's baby into this world. I will owe you forever. Anything you want -- you name it, I'll do it.

Kendall: Actually, there is one thing you can do for me. Bend over.

Ryan: I had good reason.

Erin: Who the hell do you think you are? What gives you the right to sneak in here and go through my stuff?

Ryan: I was concerned.

Erin: Well, you're about two decades too late there. What were you looking for?

Ryan: The name of your boyfriend -- or --

Erin: Oh, I told you --

Ryan: Whoever --

Erin: I don't have a boyfriend.

Ryan: Someone gave you that bruise, Erin.

Erin: Well, you've got an overactive imagination for a dead guy, Ryan.

Ryan: This dead guy's your brother.

Erin: Well, why don't you just go back to being dead somewhere else? Just leave me alone, ok?

Ryan: Maybe you're right.

Erin: This time you better stay gone.

Ryan: Oh, you got a delivery while I was gone. I hope you don't mind. I signed for it. What are these for?

Jamie: You don't love me anymore? Is that what you're trying to say?

Babe: I love you like crazy. But we can't live on love and grease and tips -- not forever, anyway.

Jamie: Well, it's not forever.

Babe: Well, I'm sick of waiting. I have tried so hard to make this work. I've tried to find a way for you to snag your MD, find a way around Phoebe's will to get a life for us, but you're so mule-headed.

Josh: Should I go?

Jamie: Yeah, good idea.

Babe: No, Josh. Stay. I want a life, Jamie. I want more than one room over a damn garage. I want to stop ticking off J.R. so maybe I can get a little bit more time with my son. I really wanted this to work for us, but you wouldn't do anything that I suggested. You couldn't even let J.R. win even the tiniest bit. What I wanted didn't matter. These last few days, Josh has really made me realize that I don't have to live that way, I don't have to slam my head up against a wall to try to convince you to put us first. I can have a life, a future, not be in some stupid box that J.R. puts us in.

Jamie: Your big plan for me to go away and study medicine -- were you going to play doctor with Josh while I was gone?

Babe: What does it even matter? At least then I would have something to look forward to, hope for a real future, but your big plan? First, to get married and lock us into this dead-end life. You totally wrecked us, Jamie.

Jamie: I wrecked us?

Krystal: Oh, why couldn't he label these vials, huh? The other day, he pretended to drink some truth serum. Now, which vial did he pick up?

Adam: I'm surprised he got close enough to risk the fumes.

Krystal: Huh. He was gaming me. Weren't you? Huh? Weren't you? For the last time.

Adam: Listen, you don't know what these -- what these -- what's in there. We don't know what it's going to do. That could be Libidozone. That could be the castration drug. Give them both to Hayward, he'll be wandering around with this incredible desire and no way to implement it.

Krystal: Yeah. So what? David unable to inflict his love on anybody ever again, and that's bad?

Adam: You're right. Let's do it. Ooh, ooh.

Krystal: Whoo!

Adam: Whoa.

Krystal: My --

Adam: Is it supposed to be foaming like that?

Krystal: I don't know if it's supposed to bubble and smoke. I flunked chemistry.

Adam: Well, I'm not going to wait for the damn thing to blow up.

Krystal: My daughter's life is going to blow up. This is her only hope -- and J.R.’s. Now, you hold his head, and I'm going to pour it down his throat.

Adam: All right, all right, if I so much as get singed --

Krystal: Ok.

[Popping]

Krystal: Oh!

Adam: Oh. That's it, that's it. Come on, come on. We're leaving. I'm going, and you're coming with me.

Krystal: We can't leave David.

Adam: He shipped me to the other side of the world in a crate. He can stay here and ride this thing straight to hell.

[Popping]

Krystal and Adam: Ah!

Adam: Come on, let's go.

Krystal: He is my daughter's daddy! But then again, he was going to let her break her own heart just to keep his stupid secret.

Adam: Yeah, that's the spirit. Come on.

Krystal: Ok.

[Krystal screams]

David: Where do you think you're going?

Ryan: This is a regular order, Erin. You get these every month.

Erin: Look, they're allergy pills, ok? I'm a total goner when there's a high pollen count. Now will you go?

Ryan: I would, really, except you're lying again. They're not allergy pills. Those are anti-psychotics.

Erin: Well, it figures you'd be familiar with them.

Ryan: Jonathan was. He used his own stash to poison my wife. Now, Erin, who are those for? Are they for you or him?

Greenlee: This place is such a mess. I really need to clean.

Kendall: You don't clean.

Greenlee: Well, maybe it's a nesting instinct taking over.

Kendall: Really? Not fear? Terror?

Greenlee: Why don't you sign up for some Lamaze classes.

Kendall: Greenlee, you need these shots to stimulate your egg production.

Greenlee: I have plenty of eggs.

Kendall: Well, you need a whole basketful. Now, get over here. This is preloaded and ready to go.

Greenlee: I hate shots.

Kendall: Dr. Madden showed me how to do it with minimal pain.

Greenlee: I don't know if I trust you.

Kendall: Well, it's kind of late for that, considering we're making a baby together.

Greenlee: What if it's some unconscious, subconscious thing? You have the needle in your hand, I'm totally defenseless, and something takes over and, wham, you let me have it?

Kendall: Greenlee, Greenlee, it's a shot. It's just a shot, ok? Look, I practiced.

Greenlee: Ugh --

Kendall: I did. I practiced. Watch. Just don't freak out. Watch. Ok, look. Look at this. Breathe, breathe. Ok. There we go. See? Perfect and painless. Just how Madden showed me.

[Practicing on an orange, when Kendall pulls out the needle, it's bent at a 90-degree angle.]

Greenlee: You're so not coming near me.

Kendall: Ok, all right. You know what? It's a good thing that we have another one. I'll get it right. Relax. I'll get it right this time, ok? I promise, I will. Just bend over and think of baby Lavery.

Greenlee: Do I really have to bend over?

Kendall: Well, it says right here -- "on the upper outer quadrant of the buttocks." Got to do it.

Greenlee: This is completely humiliating.

Kendall: Yeah, well, you should see it from my point of view.

Greenlee: What are you doing?

Kendall: I'm disinfecting.

Greenlee: Just get it over with.

Kendall: Well, are you sure you're ready? No, I mean, you can't be tense, because if you're tense, it'll hurt more.

Greenlee: I'm not tense, I'm not. Just wait till I have to do this -- ow!

[Knock on door]

Simone: Hello? Hey, girls. Ok, you want to tell me what's going on, or do you want me to guess?

Tad: So, here we are, again, back at the Borgias', where you try to keep them from poisoning one another --

Di: Hmm.

Tad: And you.

Di: You know, it's safe if you stick to the baby food.

Tad: So what do we do now?

Di: I -- I haven't got the faintest idea.

[Door opens]

Tad: Oh, my God. Del Henry, as I live and breathe. Thought I'd never see you again. No, scratch that -- I hoped I wouldn't see you again.

Del: Same old Tad.

Di: Hello, Del.

Tad: You know who this is?

Del: Oh, yeah. You bet I do.

Babe: Jamie, don't make this any harder than it has to be. You caught me, I'm guilty. There's really not much left to say except good-bye, so why don't you just get it over with?

Jamie: This was a good try, Babe, but I've seen it before. Yeah, it was a fancier room and a different partner.

Babe: Oh --

Jamie: But it was the same act. This is just as phony as when you wound up in bed with Bianca.

Babe: Yeah, except there's a few important biological differences between Bianca and Josh here, and this is real.

Jamie: No, then you wanted J.R. to hate you. Now you want me to hate you. You can't play me, Babe.

Babe: I'm not playing you. I am just sick of waking up to the same crud every single morning. I want more, Jamie, a lot more, and let's face it -- you're holding me back. With you, there's no Little Adam, no money, no future, no -- you name it. I don't have anything. Without you, God, it's got to be a heck of a lot better than with you. I'm just trying to be practical here.

Jamie: Oh, this is practical?

Babe: No, this is a great night with a great lover, trying to forget all my worries with you, until you walked in.

Josh: Great lover, huh? Thanks.

Jamie: Just drop the act!

Babe: God, what do you want me to do? You want me to prove it?

Jamie: Yeah. I think I do.

Babe: Fine. Convinced?

[Throwing off the bed covers, Babe shows Jamie she's totally nude.]

J.R.: Oh, my God. What did I tell you? Now do you get it?

Jamie: Oh, yeah. I get it all.

Babe: Show's over. There's nothing more to see here. Besides, you both already know what I look like. So how about clearing out and letting the man who paid for this room get dressed in peace?

Josh: Sounds good to me.

Babe: How about you guys go grab a beer and bond over what a skank I am.

J.R.: I've been where you are.

Amanda: Babe. What the hell are you doing in that bed?

Babe: Do we need subtitles, or what?

Amanda: When I said I'd decoy Jamie for you, I didn't know why, and then I saw you guys driving here. How could you do this to him?

Babe: What, did you text everyone in Pine Valley, Amanda?

Amanda: I was upset.

Babe: Oh, and so you just decided to call your old pal J.R., uh-huh.

Amanda: Well, since it was out, I figured J.R. deserved to know.

J.R.: Looks like you got your routine down, Babe -- same dingy motel and everything.

Amanda: Jamie, I am so sorry.

Jamie: Don't be. This is a stunt. I know you, Babe. You set this up.

Simone: What's the matter? Are you having a bad night?

Greenlee: It's not that.

Simone: Is it Kendall? Is she being mean to you? Stop being mean to her.

Kendall: I'm not --

Greenlee: No, it's all right, Simone. I'm ok.

Simone: You are the bravest thing, ok, but you don't have to be for me. Ok, just -- let's just sit down, and you can tell me all about it.

Greenlee: Really, I'm fine.

Simone: You'll feel much better if you just get it out. Now, sit.

Greenlee: Hmm.

Simone: Are you in pain? Do we -- we should call the doctor, maybe take you back to the hospital.

Greenlee: I'm fine.

Kendall: No, no, Dr. Madden wants her up on her feet.

Simone: Exercise -- all right, that's good. I've even heard that it's good for grief. It's probably the best thing.

Greenlee: Well, the very best thing is my friends. Thank you. Simone, you've been great.

Simone: I love you, too. You know, I've actually been working on my speech for Ryan's memorial service. My notes -- I wanted to check with you, so I didn't step on any of your lines. I wanted to say, if it's ok, you know, how wonderful he was, that smile, those eyes, how he would walk into a room and just owned it, you know, and his heart --

Greenlee: Simone -- I just -- I can't. I just can't -- not yet.

Simone: I'm -- I'm sorry. That was actually stupid, wasn't it? I wasn't thinking normal. You're going to get through it.

Kendall: With us, together. We'll remember Ryan and how much we loved him, how much he gave us.

Simone: Have you picked out a date for the memorial service? Oh, my gosh. Who's booked for the entire month?

Kendall: You know what? As fun as this is, Dr. Madden really wants Greenlee to rest and just relax, take it easy.

Simone: But I thought tonight was, like, hold 'em, Texas hold 'em margarita night. I even brought the guacamole.

Greenlee: You know what? I think I'd pass out before the first round.

Kendall: Yeah.

Simone: Of course you're tired. You know what? I'm just going to go. I'm not really helping you. If you need anything, just call me.

Greenlee: I will.

Simone: Ok?

Greenlee: I will.

Simone: Hmm. It's ok.

Greenlee: I hate lying to her.

Kendall: You better get used to it, because we've got a lot more lies to tell before we're through.

Ryan: Answer the question, Erin.

Erin: Who is this big bad him that you think these pills belong to?

Ryan: Whoever hurt you.

Erin: Oh, why don't you pop a few. You're delusional.

Ryan: So what's the scam here? The guy's got anger management issues, but no medical plan, so you take the fall, say you're crazy, get the meds sent here --

Erin: How many times do I have to tell you, Ryan? There is no guy, and there never will be. I just want a quiet life and to be left alone.

Ryan: You want me gone, just answer the question. These are no joke, all right? They're heavy duty. When Jonathan stopped taking these, that's when he hit rock bottom. Whoever these belong to probably needs these badly to keep a hold on to reality.

Erin: There is no he.

Ryan: So these are yours? I thought -- you seemed so --

Erin: So normal?

Ryan: Are you just like the rest of us?

David: What are you both doing in my house?

Adam: You should be thanking us.

David: Oh, really? For what? A sucker punch?

Adam: That was somebody else. Krystal felt sorry for you, Lord knows why, and we brought you home. So, no need to thank us. Forget it. Good night.

David: Oh, wait, no running off. Hey, how about a nightcap, huh? No hard feelings? Oh, and what do we have here? Let's take a look. Did you mix this all by your lonesome?

Krystal: Maybe.

David: Hmm. Well, it looks like you went a little heavy on the vermouth, huh? What exactly is in this concoction?

Krystal: What-- whatever's missing from that rack there.

David: Oh, my God. Krystal, do you know what you've done?

Krystal: What? What?

Adam: What?

David: Everyone, cover! Now! You idiots.

Krystal: You dirtbag.

David: Yeah, what? Did you think you can come here and dope me up with some truth serum to find out about Dixie? Forget about it. Go home. You're not getting anything out of me.

Di: It's crazy. I still look in the mirror twice to make sure it's really me. Hmm.

Del: Dixie.

Tad: Yeah, all the way down to the one kidney. Think it's sinking in?

Del: Yeah, you know, I -- I read about the whole back-from-the-dead thing in the paper.

Di: Hmm.

Del: You never called, so I didn't know what to think.

Di: Hmm.

Del: I guess I had to come see it for myself. It's --

Di: Hmm.

Del: Pretty hard to believe.

Di: Well, but it's true. It's really me. Your sister has nine lives. Well, hmm. Please, Del, please.

Del: Well, I guess miracles do happen.

Tad: Yeah, one way or another.

Di: It's good to see you, Del.

Del: Tad, you mind if I have my sister to myself for a few? Apparently, we've got quite a lot of catching up to do.

Tad: But, you know, we were kind of in the middle of something, so why don't you send a post card.

Di: Tad, he's my brother. I have to do this.

Tad: No, you don't. Look, you've already given him one kidney, you know? What does he want now, your spleen?

Di: Ok, I'll try and hold on to my spleen.

Tad: Well, if he steps out of line, I intend to kick him right back to wherever he came from.

Del: I heard that.

Di: Tonight, maybe it wasn't just the moonlight. I'm ready to see where this -- this can go.

Tad: Oh.

Di: If you are.

Tad: We already know we're losers as a team, but nobody's ever accused me of being sane.

Di: Crazy works for me. I'll call you tonight. Wait up for me?

Tad: Yeah, I've already waited this long. Why not?

Di: Let's talk.

Jamie: This isn't about Babe getting some on the side.

Amanda: Well, you could have fooled me.

Jamie: This is about us, J.R. Babe set this up to cut me loose.

Babe: I didn't plan anything.

Jamie: Oh, you've been on me for weeks to break free, to stop this war with J.R., and it didn't work, so you went extreme.

Babe: You're wrong. I just want to live my life. If you're fine with sharing, that's fine.

Jamie: There were all kinds of ways that you could have walked away from us.

Babe: Like you ever would have let me, Jamie.

Jamie: But letting me find you naked with this jerk is the only way that I hit the Aunt Phoebe jackpot. I dump you, I win it all.

J.R.: No, no, no. You're giving her too much credit. Babe messes around, thinks later.

Josh: Why don't you stay out of this?

Jamie: Why don't you take your own advice?

Amanda: You are lucky Jamie hasn't put a fist in your face.

J.R.: Babe is a slut, a user, and a liar. Face it, Jamie.

Babe: Shut up, J.R.! Like you know anything about anything.

Jamie: This is a crock. Whatever did or didn't happen in this room was all a show for J.R., so that he could win. You told me you wanted him to win.

Babe: Tell yourself whatever it is you think you need to hear. It's not going to change anything. I don't give a rat's tail. Besides, you never even knew me anyway.

Jamie: I know exactly who you are.

Babe: Pretending this didn't happen isn't going to change anything, so if you're cool with it --

Jamie: You know I'm not.

Babe: No, the only thing that I know right now is I have had it up to here with what you've been giving me, Jamie, which -- let's face it -- it's basically squat. Josh is fun and exciting, and he's not stuck in a rut with no way out. So if you want to stay stuck, Jamie, that is totally your call, but I am on to bigger and better things, and I intend to keep them. You want to keep me? That's the deal.

Kendall: Listen to me. Simone can't keep a secret from here to the elevator.

Greenlee: I don't want to hurt her.

Kendall: We agreed that until I am pregnant and past my third month, it's just you and me, ok? We don't need anyone else's opinions, dos and don'ts and how-could-yous. All right, this is where you're supposed to say that I'm right, and I made you feel so much better.

Greenlee: I thought that having a baby would help me look ahead and get through losing Ryan, but then someone mentions his memorial service, I'm a mess.

Kendall: Listen, it's normal, ok? This baby, she's not going to take away your grief, but she'll ease it. She or he -- they'll give you something to dream about at night, to look forward to when you wake up. You want me to stay tonight?

Greenlee: No. Yes.

Kendall: Ok.

Erin: And these pills aren't for me.

Ryan: They're not for you, and they're not for this mystery guy. Then who are they for?

Erin: It's none of your business.

Ryan: If you're in danger, it is my business.

Erin: I'm not in danger, ok, and I'm not on medication, and I don't need your help.

Ryan: Look, you have a problem with me, and I left, and I completely understand that, but I can help you now. I'm your family. Don't lie to me. Are they for you? Are you hurting yourself? Is that what this is about?

Erin: Get out, get out of my house right now, or you'll be sorry.

Ryan: I'll be sorry? How exactly will I be sorry?

Erin: You take your questions and your accusation and your baggage and you just get out of my house, ok? I do not owe you a thing, Ryan.

Ryan: You're right, you don't, but I'm not going anywhere until I find out who the pills are for. Erin, you have a problem. I'm just trying to help you. That's all I want to do. I just want -- all right, who are you calling?

Erin: Hi. Is this Mrs. Ryan Lavery?

Kendall: Who's this?

Erin: I have something to tell you about Ryan.

Jamie: Nice performance, Babe, nice performance, but you can knock it off now.

J.R.: My God, don't tell me you're going to forgive her.

Jamie: I get that J.R. drove you to this. But wait, this is supposed to be my part, isn't it? What do I do? I walk up, and I call you a slut, and then I walk out? Is that right?

Babe: You do whatever you need to do. I intend to from now on.

Amanda: It is right in front of you, Jamie. Why even waste your breath on her? She is exactly what J.R. said she was.

Babe: Oh, God. Shut up, Amanda. How about you guys all just leave and Josh and I here, we can finish our little date.

Josh: You heard the lady.

J.R.: Let's go, James. It's a kick in the gut, but you'll get over it. What is there to think about? Kiss her off or kiss the life that you deserve good-bye.

Krystal: For the last time, David, help me help our daughter. Can't you just dig down deep enough to remember what it felt like to be a human being?

David: There are other ways to help Babe, Krystal. You don't need this little nugget.

Adam: I'm willing to make an offer.

David: Yeah.

Krystal: You know what? You sit on this bombshell long enough, and it just might blow up in your face. But you clue us in, then maybe we can find a way to make this work in our favor.

David: You need a reality check, sweetheart. Look around you. Do you see any kind of a life here? This little secret is all I've got. I'm not going to hand it up to just anyone.

Adam: He's obviously bluffing, Krystal. We don't need him.

David: Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.

Krystal: What about our daughter? Doesn't family mean anything to you?

David: Oh, yeah, family means a lot to me, and I love Babe very much, but I don't owe you, and I certainly don't owe you anything.

Krystal: I know you don't mean that, David. And I also know that you brought that phony Dixie to town to raise some hell, so why don't you just kick up some brimstone and spill it.

David: Oh, brimstone's going to be kicked, all right. Dixie is going to rock the Chandlers' world, and the Martins', and I am going to just sit back and enjoy the show.

Di: It's really good to see you.

Del: Yeah, I bet.

Di: Nice, private place, no interruptions.

Del: Di Henry --

Di: Yeah.

Del: What the hell are you doing pretending to be Dixie?

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

Brooke (to Tad): You're back with Dixie.

Di (to Del): This is my life now. No one is going to take it away from me, including you.

Jamie (to Babe): You set this up so we'd have to decide our future. Let's do it.

Erin (to Kendall): Tell the Mrs. that Ryan Lavery is alive.