All My Children Transcript Wednesday 5/1/13

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Episode #3

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Brooke: Oh! [Chuckles]

Adam: Oh.

Brooke: Well, what was that for?

Adam: Last night.

Brooke: That was pretty wonderful.

Adam: Oh, yes. It was.

Brooke: Mm-hmm.

Opal: Oh, my! Hey, get a room, you two love birds.

Pete: I'm telling you, when people get hooked on what we're doing, they'll wonder how they did it any other way.

Opal: Put that thing away, please.

Pete: Keep me posted.

Opal: Look who's here!

Pete: Hey. Sorry about that.

Brooke: Oh, no. Welcome home, Pete. Oh!

Pete: Thank you.

Adam: Your timing is impeccable, as always.

Opal: Well, the front door was wide open, and there was nobody answering the bell.

Brooke: I will speak to Winifred.

Opal: I told Petey – – uh, Peter – – that he should talk to you, Adam, to get sort of the local lay of the land here before he makes any major decisions about Cortlandt.

Adam: From what I read in the papers, this young man doesn't need my advice.

Opal: Well, you could be right about that. My baby boy has made quite a splash in "Silicone" Valley..

Pete:: Silicon, Mom.

Opal: Oh, "cone", "con" – – the only thing that matters is that you're a million miles away from your mama.

Brooks: So, Pete, how long are you planning to stay in Pine Valley?

[Simultaneously] Opal: For a while. Pete: Not long.

Celia: Who does he think he is, keeping tabs on me? I'm 18, and I don't need to answer to anyone. I especially don't need goody-two-shoe gifts to keep me in line!

[Knock on door]

Celia: What?!

Evelyn: Well, I guess I don't have to ask how you're doing this morning.

Celia: Same as last night. Except I think I have a solution – – I want you to talk to my guardian and tell him I need a life, and I'm going to have one whether he likes it or not.

[Clattering]

Griffin: Hey.

Cara: [Gasps]

Griffin: What's wrong with you?

Cara: David... He's back.

Angie: Oh, excuse me – – David.

David: Angie.

Angie: What are you doing here?

David: Oh, come on. You can't be that surprised. Someone spoke to the parole board on my behalf. I assumed it was you. Was I right?

Jesse: No, she would not just take off on her own like that, not when she knows that people are waiting to hear from her. Well, I don't know. She met some guy at the airport. He picked her up. I haven't heard from her since. I've tried calling her cell phone! What do–– voicemail–– straight to voicemail.

[Knock on door]

Jesse: I'll call you back. Cassandra.

Zach: Just me.

Jesse: Zach. What are you... What are you doing here?

Zach: I know who checked out the car that picked up Cassie.

Jesse: Who?

Zach: Me.

Evelyn: Darling, you've been so completely sheltered. To let you go off on your own now would be totally irresponsible.

Celia: So you won't talk to him.

Evelyn: [Scoffs] I just don't think it would do any good.

Celia: Well, you won't know until you try, unless you want an 18-year-old girl to live like a cloistered nun, too.

Evelyn: Oh, well, that's not fair. You've been all over the world. You've seen things that other girls only dream about.

Celia: And I've done it all with you!

Evelyn: Whoa.

Celia: I've loved having those adventures with you. It's just, I want to have some of my own now–– on my own. I want to do things with people my own age and live life without a safety net for once.

Evelyn: All right. All right. All right, all right. All right. I'll talk to him.

Celia: You mean it?

Evelyn: Mm-hmm. Yes. It's better to have his blessing, than to have you sneaking around behind his back. He wouldn't like that at all.

Celia: You're not scared of him, are you?

Evelyn: No, no, no, no, of course not.

Celia: Well, if anyone can convince them, it's you.

Evelyn: Okay.

Celia: I have to get to work.

Evelyn: Okay.

Celia: Oh, and when you talk to him, tell him I'd like to stop this whole "mystery man" routine, because I'd like to meet him.

Angie: I still can't believe you're really out.

David: I still haven't fully accepted it. But here I am, thanks to you. Am I wrong about that?

Angie: You got me.

David: Come here. Well, thank you. Thank you.

Angie: You're welcome. You know, I just couldn't stand the thought of you being locked up when what happened that night was, in many ways, an accident.

David: You know what? I can't go back there.

Angie: I understand that.

David: Look, I'm just grateful that I'm out of that hellhole.

Angie: Yeah, well, just don't expect the same warm welcome from the rest of the staff.

David: [Chuckles] Yeah, right. What else is new? It's all right. I'm ready.

Angie: Are you? You were free. I mean, you could've gone anywhere, had a fresh start. Why come back here?

David: Let's just call it unfinished business.

Angie: It's been five years, David. You have to let it go.

David: After what I've lost, Angie... There's no way I can do that.

Griffin: Cara, Cara–– would you stop?

Cara: Listen to me–– David is here.

Griffin: Maybe someone that looked like David, but the real one is in the state pen.

Cara: Griffin, I saw his hair. I saw the way the guy walked – – that was David!

Griffin: Okay, even if it is David, so what?

Cara: "So what?"

Griffin: Yes. After all this time, does he really have that much of a hold on you? You still haven't let him go, have you?

Pete: My guys think someone local should be the one to call flag on the play.

Adam: Mm. Well, if Barry Shire were here, I'd recommend him. But Carson's very good at union issues.

Brooke: Well, that's quite a recommendation coming from Adam.

Pete: You think he'll meet me today?

Adam: Yeah. Yeah, I'll, uh – – I'll find him, give him a call.

Pete: I got a couple other issues I want to run by you, too.

Adam: Ah, all right.

Pete: Thank you.

Brooke: You're welcome.

Pete: Appreciate it.

Brooke: Opal, I don't think you've met Celia Fitzgerald. She's one of our wonderful volunteers at the Miranda Center.

Opal: Oh, no, hello. I'm Opal Cortlandt. Pleasure to meet you.

Celia: Uh, Cortlandt? Like the guy that just walked off with Mr. Chandler?

Opal: He's my son.

Celia: Oh. You must be so happy to have him home for a visit.

Opal: Do you know Petey?

Celia: Yeah, we ran into each other yesterday, literally.

Opal: [Chuckles] Well, I'll be darned.

Brooke: Opal, will you excuse us? Celia and I have a lot of work to do.

Opal: Oh, of course! You gals, you go right ahead. Get at it. I'm just gonna sit here, quiet as a mouse and wait for Petey.

Brooke: I'm going to grab some fresh coffee from the kitchen. Would you like some, Celia?

Celia: Yeah, sure.

Brooke: Okey-doke.

Opal: I love your uniform. Where'd you say you go to school?

Celia: Bramwell Hall. Well, I used to. I'm taking a gap year. I just wear this to fit in with the students I tutor.

Opal: Oh, isn't that sweet of you? Well, I love the look.

Celia: Thanks.

Jesse: How could a casino car be checked out in your name without you knowin' about it, Zach?

Zach: At first I thought it was a bouncer trying to get extra money doing airport runs.

Jesse: Well, if that were the case, he'd be here by now, right?

Zach: I know. The car's back at the casino and no one knows how it got there. You talked about video surveillance cameras at the airport – – get that tape. Let's see what's on it.

Jesse: I'm one step ahead of you, buddy. All right, there's Cassandra, and there's the guy. He look familiar?

Vlad: I have surprise for you.

Jesse: See what I mean? She just walks off with the guy like she knows him.

Zach: Zoom in a little closer.

Jesse: That's the best I can do.

Zach: Holy shit.

Vlad: I bring breakfast for new girl.

Cassandra: I'm not hungry.

Vlad: Oh. Maybe you're hungry for something besides breakfast. Stupid bitch!

Cassandra: [Whimpering]

Celia: So I used the research you sent me to write some material for the pamphlet we talked about.

Brooke: Oh, Celia, you didn't have to do that, but thank you, because I wasn't sure when I was ever gonna get to it.

Celia: I had to type it on your computer because mine kept freezing on me.

Brooke: Listen, don't worry about it. You always have access to my computer.

Celia: Okay, here––tell me what you think.

Brooke: Let me...ugh. I can't see a thing. Oh, I'm sorry. I left my glasses in the kitchen.

Celia: Let me go get them for you.

Brooke: Okay. Oh, thank you.

Opal: That girl's a real go-getter.

Brooke: She is the best volunteer that we have ever had, and she's a computer whiz, too.

Opal: Well, then she could be the perfect girl for Petey... to, uh, help him with his Cortlandt Electronics stuff while he's in town.

Brooke: Well, you know, I––I don't want to speak for Celia, but, uh, I don't know about her time. She is volunteering, and she's tutoring, so...

Opal: Mm-hmm.

Brooke: I remembered where my glasses are.

Opal: Oh, hallelujah!

Brooke: Wait. Celia! You can stop looking!

Opal: Delete. Oops.

Pete: Listen, I'm not interested in getting Cortlandt suppliers a break, okay? I mean, they've halted production long enough with these outrageous demands.

Harris: Your father did business with these people for years.

Pete: My father's dead. I'm in charge now. Maybe it's better for the future of Cortlandt Electronics if I let my legal team handle it in California. I thank you for your time. Jane, put this on my tab.

Celia: Oh.

Brooke: [Chuckles] All right, let's look at that copy.

Celia: I really hope you like it. I tried to include everything we talked about––how it's nonprofit for... Oh, God.

Brooke: What's the matter?

Celia: It's gone, all of it. My ideas for how to break down each panel of the pamphlet. They're all gone!

Brooke: All right, Celia, don't panic. Did you save it to a flash drive?

Celia: I couldn't find one.

Brooke: It's all right. We'll figure out some way to retrieve it.

Opal: Of course there's a way to retrieve it, and I know the perfect man for the job – – my techno-whiz son!

Brooke: Just wait one minute. Adam just told me Pete went for his meeting with Harris.

Opal: Well, nice that he didn't tell me. Oh, well, never mind. Here – – I'm sure that as soon as I tell him what the problem is, he will be back here in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

Cara: I got to check on McKenzie.

Griffin: I already checked on Mackenzie. She's fine, and you're avoiding the question. I'm right, aren't I? You're still not over Hayward.

Cara: How can I get over something that I carry with me everywhere I go?

Griffin: Carry the good, Cara. Let go of the bad, and stop obsessing over this sociopath!

Cara: He's not a sociopath.

Griffin: Then why did you do what you did? Because you knew the kind of damage this guy could do to an innocent child.

Cara: You know, I still should have faced him instead of sending him that letter.

Griffin: No, you were afraid he'd catch you lying, Cara. You had no other choice.

Cara: No, I had a choice. Good or bad, he was still the baby's father.

Griffin: Not anymore. Let it go, Cara, and let him go. Move on.

David: Thanks.

Angie: I know how hard this must be, especially with you being back here in Pine Valley. But, David, holding onto these past hurts is just not gonna get you anywhere.

David: You know what? Enough about me. I want to hear about you. Any trouble with your eyesight since we last saw each other?

Angie: So far so good, thanks to you.

David: Great. And what about Maya and Lucy? I mean, she must be in, what – – kindergarten by now?

Angie: Mm-hmm. She is.

David: What is it?

Angie: Maya got offered a job in Oregon, and she and Lucy left town a few weeks ago.

David: After everything you and Jesse did for her and Lucy?

Angie: We never said that the arrangement was permanent. I couldn't stand in her way.

David: You're a much bigger person than I am, Angie.

Angie: Well, I don't want to lie to you, David. I miss Lucy so much sometimes it hurts. She was like a daughter to me. David, I'm sorry.

David: You don't have to apologize. I know that I'm not the only person who's lost someone that they love.

Angie: Well, Jesse said that I just need to focus on the good in our lives. We have each other, our wonderful children, and even though they may be scattered all over the world, at least they are all healthy and happy. Life is good.

Jesse: You know this guy? Does he work for you?

Zach: He works for the Koslovs.

Jesse: Who?

Zach: Russian mob, and probably the biggest reason that Kendall left me.

Jesse: What the fuck are you talking about?

Zach: They want to get a piece of my casinos, and when I said no, they muscled their way in. They threatened Kendall's life, kids' lives...

Jesse: I had no idea.

Zach: Yeah. And Kendall was sick and tired of living in fear, so she left.

Jesse: Shit, Zach, I'm so sorry.

Zach: Hey. Turns out she was right... 'Cause these guys are not gonna stop until they get what they want.

Angie: I'm sure she'll look totally different the next time we see her.

David: How do you stay so upbeat about losing someone you love?

Angie: Because if I give in to the pain of missing them... then I'll never get over the pain.

David: I've had five years trying to get over it. I still can't. And, even being in this hospital and all I can think about is Cara and our baby.

Angie: I know about the miscarriage. I'm so sorry.

David: Yeah. You know something, Angie? It would've been so bad if Cara would have at least come to visit me once when I was in prison, but she didn't. All I got was a lousy letter telling me that our baby was gone.

Angie: Well, I want you to know that things were very difficult for Cara herself. She even ended up leaving Pine Valley and going back to Doctors Without Borders.

David: I didn't know that.

Angie: Well, I think throwing herself into helping those less fortunate was her way of coping with what happened.

David: Well, then maybe they can tell me where she is now. Unless you know.

Angie: David, I need to get to my office for a meeting.

David: Whoa, whoa, Angie, wait a minute. If you know where Cara is, please––please tell me.

Angie: She's here.

David: In Pine Valley.

Angie: In this hospital.

Cara: Maybe being here is the problem. Too many memories. Maybe the best thing for me to do is just to leave right now.

Griffin: You came back to Pine Valley because you're a dedicated doctor who cares about her patients. You made a promise to McKenzie that if her cancer came back, you'd be here to see her through her chemo.

Cara: I know. I know.

Griffin: You know how scared she is of doctors... How you're the only one she'll let near her. You really think you can live with yourself if you leave now and she has a relapse?

Cara: [Sighs] No. No, of course not. Okay. All rights. I will see her through chemo, but you know what? When she's in the clear, I am leaving Pine Valley for good this time.

Angie: David, please don't do this.

David: I have to find Cara.

Angie: Look, I went to that parole board on your behalf for a reason. Please don't make me regret that.

David: I won't, all right? I promise.

Angie: Oh, shit.

Celia: How did this get deleted?

Opal: Honey, you're sweatin' over nothing. Petey will fix everything just as soon as he gets back.

Celia: Oh. I have to go.

Brooke: What? Is something wrong?

Celia: Something's finally right.

Opal: But you can't go! Petey's gonna walk in the door any second.

Brooke: Well, he can explain everything to me.

Opal: It's not the same. You know, I bet he'd drive you back to Bramwell Hall in his brand-new convertible.

Celia: That sounds fun, but I can't wait. It was really, really nice meeting you.

Brooke: Celia, honey, don't worry about the copy, okay?

Opal: Rats!

Brooke: What is your problem? [Scoffs] Oh, well, that was a short meeting.

Pete: Harris and I are just not on the same page––same century, for that matter.

Opal: Well, why did you waste all your time, then?

Pete: Something wrong?

Brooke: Well, we have a computer emergency.

Opal: Maybe I can catch that nice girl before she leaves!

Jesse: Why would people interested in the casino business take Cassandra? It doesn't make any sense. Zach? Zach, what the hell are you not telling me?

Vlad: I give you another chance to behave.

Cassandra: What do you want?

Vlad: You be nice. I'll be nice.

Cassandra: What do you – – [spits] what do you want?!

Vlad: Bitch! No more nice. It's time I teach lesson you won't forget.

Cassandra: No! No!

Opal: Oh, I didn't catch her.

Pete: Done.

Brooke: Oh, you found the document?

Opal: Didn't I tell you he was a genius?

Brooke: Thank you, Pete.

Pete: Tell your assistant to back everything up to a flash drive. If nothing else, it'll give her peace of mind.

Opal: Well, that's a relief.

Brooke: You got it.

Opal: You have already met Brooke's assistant. According to her, you had a literal bump-into – – name's Celia. What did you say her last name is, Brooke?

Brooke: Huh? Oh, Fitzgerald.

Pete: Celia is your assistant?

Brooke: Yes, at the Miranda Center.

Opal: I bet she's gonna be back here again tomorrow, right, Brooke?

Brooke: Oh, I hope so.

Opal: Yeah. I mean, I think she'd really like a chance to thank you in person… You know, for riding to the rescue.

Celia: I got here as soon as I could. Did you talk to him? Did you tell him he needed to ease up on me?

Evelyn: Sit down.

Celia: No.

Evelyn: Sweetheart, I said everything I could possibly think of to try and get him to give you more freedom, but he simply will not be swayed.

Celia: What's wrong with him?

Evelyn: And there's, um--there's more.

Celia: It gets worse?

Evelyn: He wants you to quit volunteering at the Miranda Center.

Celia: Wait. What?

Evelyn: He doesn't think that he wants you associated with that kind of an establishment.

Celia: That's insane. That place is all about helping people.

Evelyn: Yes, well, people he doesn't want you around.

Celia: Did you tell him about me handing out condoms to the prostitutes?

Evelyn: Of course not. He knew.

Celia: What – – what, does he have a spy cam on me or something? Is he watching me right now?

Evelyn: That's ridiculous. The bottom line is, he's not gonna change his mind.

Celia: Well, I am 18. I can make my own decisions. I'm legal now.

Evelyn: Yes. You could go out that door any time you want.

Celia: You won't try to stop me?

Evelyn: No. But, my darling, what would you do then? You haven't any money of your own. You couldn't stay here. You certainly couldn't go to college. Think about this. Without his help, what would you do, and where would you go?

Zach: Koslov is back, and he's trying to set me up, and the worst thing is, this young girl--her life is in danger. Jesse. I want to send you some pictures. One of the girl and one of the Koslov muscle I recognized.

Jesse: No! No, no, no, no. I don't want to pull the FBI into this until I ––

[Door opens]

Jesse: Call you back.

Angie: OMG. Zach Slater, as I live and breathe.

Zach: Hey.

Angie: Hey, baby!

Cara: Okay, there is a flight from Philly to San Juan that departs every day at 6:00 A.M.

Griffin: What happened to waiting for McKenzie?

Cara: I don't know. I was just thinking I might need a backup plan just in case I need to get out of here in a hurry.

Griffin: You don't need a backup plan, Cara David can't get to you from where he is.

Cara: Then why do I feel like I'm never going to be free of him?

Griffin: [Sighs]

Cara: You know what it is? It's the guilt, man. The guilt is eating me alive. Sometimes all I can think about is how I made this decision, and I didn't consult the baby's father. I mean, if David ever found out the truth of what I did, you know what he would do to––

David: What did you do, Cara? Tell me.

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