PREVIOUSLY ON - - - ALL MY CHILDREN


David: But I did love Dixie, but I know that she will always belong to you. But for one brief moment, she was mine.
Greenlee: Mommy.

TODAY’S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Mary: Greenlee, please stop staring at me. Aren't you going to invite me in?
Greenlee: Mother, I’m sorry. Come in. Come in. You look gorgeous, as always. I wasn't expecting you until --
Mary: So I see. So, where is he?
Greenlee: He who?
Mary: That money-scamming gigolo you're planning to marry.

Leo: Oh, my God. I'm going to be sick.
Roger: Leo -- this isn't what it looks like, Leo. I can explain. This was a private moment. Don't you know to knock before you enter a room?
Leo: Knock? What the hell kind of a father are you?
[Phone rings]
Brooke: Where's Edmund?
Tad: I don't know. He was right there. Hang on. Hello? Yeah. Oh, my God.
Brooke: What? What happened?
Tas: No, it's fine. I'll be right there. I don't believe it.
Brooke: What?
Tad: J.R. just punched out our good friend Dr. David Hayward.
Brooke: What? Where are they?
Tad At the hospital. Excuse me.
Brooke: Well, I’ll go with you. I'll just call Edmund from the car.
Tad: No, no. As much as I would love to have you riding shotgun, I think you should stay right here. I'll take care of this on my own, ok?
Brooke: Are you sure?
Tad: Yes. Go find Edmund. Wherever he is, I’m sure he's wishing he was with you.

Edmund: All I could think about was you. When Tad was saying good-bye to Dixie, it was like I was right there in the same spot. I know exactly what T's going through. There are no words of comfort. Getting past losing Dixie is going to be the hardest thing he's ever done in his life -- if he can do it. I ought to know.

David: You better get the hell out of here before I call security.
J.R.: Call them! I don't care!
Anna: Honey, you don't mean that.
J.R.: Don't come near me. You know, you're so full of tact, Hayward. You should have had the cops called on you for showing up at my mom's service. You had no freaking right to be there, not after everything you've done to my mom.
David: You know something? I don't need to hear this.
Anna: Don't you dare walk away from him.

Greenlee: Don't call Leo a gigolo, please.
Mary: According to your grandparents, he's a lot worse. I'm just being kind. Just one bedroom?
Greenlee: Mother, Leo is a good man, and he loves me.
Mary: Darling, don't confuse love for passion. It's very easy to be fooled that way. I should know.
Greenlee: Daddy did love you, and he still does.
Mary: Daddy loves anybody that has a healthy bank account.
Greenlee: Then why did he tell me he's still in love with you?
Mary: I don't know. Maybe because his latest prospect dried up or she opened her eyes.
Greenlee: Daddy's really trying hard to be the husband and father he should have been all this time, and once you e him, you'll be able to tell the difference right away.

Leo: You are some kind of a father. You know that, Roger?
Roger: Where are you going?
Leo: To see Greenlee and tell her everything I just saw.
Roger: No, you can't breathe a word to -- to --
Leo: "To -- to -- to --" to who? Say it. To your daughter.
Roger: Yeah.
Leo: You promised me that you were going to break it off with your little floozie this morning. I don't mean to pass judgment, Simone, but Roger? You have got to be kidding me.
Simone: Leo, you don't know how many times --
Leo: You're her freaking maid of honor!
Simone: I know.
Leo: You guys work together.
Simone: I know. Don't you realize how horrible I feel about this? I mean, after Mateo and I --
Leo: No, no, no, this is not about you. This is about Greenlee. You guys are supposed to be friends. She spends half the day bragging about her wedding and her new best friend -- you.
Simone: I am not proud about this, Leo.
Leo: So, what, you decide to have a bump-and-rump with her old man and lie to her face about it God knows how many times?
Simone: Leo, I didn't even know Greenlee when Roger and I --
Roger: Take it easy on Simone, Leo. This is an awkward situation, but we can all be adults about it.
Leo: What? You guys are going at it like a couple of teenage bunny rabbits, and I’m the one acting like a child? You have got to be kidding me.
Simone: Oh, my head's splitting.
Leo: You know what? Here, Simone, why don't you take a pill. Those are from your friend -- you know, the one that was so concerned about you earlier when you left her apartment?
Roger: Oh, lay off. Lay off, Leo.
Leo: I wonder how she would feel if she found out that you were breaking legs to get back to your apartment just so that you can jump into the sack with her old man.
Simone: I can't hear any more.
Leo: Yeah, well, go put some clothes on.

Roger: Well, are you satisfied? You managed to make Simone think that she did something wrong.
Leo: Shut up. Do you know how close Greenlee was to coming down here herself? Huh? What would have happened if she would have walked in on you two?
Roger: She didn't.
Leo: Well, she almost did.
Roger: But she didn't. And she doesn't have to know.
Leo: Well, she's going to know. Me keeping things from Greenlee was our biggest problem in the first place, so I’m not going to keep things from her anymore. And I am definitely not going to keep things from her for your sake.
Roger: Oh, yeah? Well, what about for Greenlee's sake, Leo, huh? You don't want to lie to her, but you're willing to wreck her life? Is that it?

Edmund: T's going to get through this just like I did. He'll do it for the kids.
Edmund: You should see Sam and Maddie now. Maddie's got your laugh, you know that? And Sammy -- Sammy is a neatnik. He's just like you. You'd be so proud of them. You know, they still miss you, and they beg me tell them the story about how we first met. I just wish -- they never got a chance to see how wonderful you really were.

Brooke: I'm so sorry, really. I -- I should not have intruded.
Edmund: No, that's ok. It's all right.
Brooke: No, no, it's not right. It's not right to be here.
Edmund: No, please, please. It's all right, really.
Brooke: No, it's not all right. You're here and you're mourning your dead wife. You're reliving the pain of losing Maria all over again, and it's my fault.

Anna: Just stay and listen to what he has to say. That's the least that you can do.
David: All right, go ahead. Tell me how terrible I am.
J.R.: I want to know how the hell you can stand there with that smug look on your face after everything you've done.
David: All right, look, I know you're distraught, and understandably so --
J.R.: Shut up! You know, it wasn't enough that you messed with my mom while she was alive? You didn't have the decency to let her family get through a memorial service for her after she was dead. You had to show up and make it about you, make a scene, your stupid memories that nobody cared about.
David: I had every right to be there, J.R., all right?
J.R.: If you're so broken up, then why are you with her like my mom was some kind of joke?
Anna: No, no, no, J.R. --
J.R.: I'm not talking to you! You were right about one thing, though. My mom was strong. She was strong enough to see you for the scum that you really are and get the hell away from you. I only wish that she would have seen it sooner, before you started messing with her, because before you came along, our lives -- we were great. Especially my mom. She was really happy.

Greenlee: But daddy is so much more sensitive, and once you see that, I’m telling you --
Mary: Ok, ok, I didn't end my exhibit to discuss Roger's changed ways. I'm here to help you plan your wedding.
Greenlee: Really? You want to help with the planning?
Mary: Of course. Even if you can't pick the right man, the least I can do is pick the right dress for you. We're going to make this wedding fabulous.
Greenlee: Oh, did I tell you that my new employer, Revlon, is going to be --
Mary: Oh, don't tell me you got fired.
Greenlee: Not fired, no. No. Revlon has offered to foot the entire wedding bill. And get this -- they're going to feature the entire wedding party photographs in their next promotional campaign. Isn't that fabulous?
Mary: That is wonderful, but won't the photos look a little sparse with just you and the groom --
Greenlee: What do you mean? The entire wedding party will be in them.
Mary: Who? What wedding party? How are you going to get a wedding party? It's not as if you have a lot of close girlfriends. That's ok. It doesn't matter because I can just fix that.
Greenlee: No, mother --
Mary: Desiree Shelton? She's a fabulous concert pianist --
Greenlee: No, but I already have a girlfriend who's already agreed to --
Mary: Darling, you know, it doesn't really matter. It's not anything to be ashamed of, the fact that you don't have a close clique of girlfriends. You know, you always had an independent streak, especially around pretty girls. So I think what we'll do is just get a coup of your school chums to pose for the photographs --
Greenlee: Mother, Simone Torres is going to be my maid of honor, ok? I don't need you to recruit anybody. She is my friend.
Mary: Simone Torres. Torres? Doesn't sound like somebody who would travel in your social circle. Why don't I just call --
Greenlee: No, Simone travels fine. Mother, I don't want a stranger standing next to me on my perfect day. Simone has been with me through the rough times, so no more talk about it, ok? It's settled.
Mary: Ok, that's fine. You don't want my help, I’ll leave.
Greenlee: Of course I want your help.
Mary: Are you sure?
Greenlee: I am. Please, sit down. And I really want you to meet Leo. He should be back here any minute. He's downstairs with Simone right now. Oh, here, why don't you take a look at this and tell me what you hate, ok? I'm going to go get Leo.

Roger: Leo, this news will kill Greenlee, not to mention completely ruin the wedding.
Leo: Let go of me, Roger.
Roger: Remember the last time you two tried to get married? You broke her heart then. I thought she would never get over it.
Leo: Oh, cut -- the only reason you're concerned about Greenlee’s wedding is because you're getting paid for it.
Roger: That's nonsense.
Leo: No, it's not. Revlon's cutting you a big, fat check so that you can pose as the father of the bride, but you can forget it.
Roger: One thing has nothing to do with the other.
Leo: And you can forget about Greenlee, too. Find yourself another meal ticket.
Roger: Leo!

Roger: Oh, damn, damn, damn. Damn, damn, damn, damn. Son of a --
Roger: Simone -- I’ll go with you. I think we could both use a walk.
Simone: I'm going to go do it.
Roger: Do what?
Simone: For the first time in my life, I’m going to do the right thing. First by telling Greenlee that I’m sorry.
Roger: Like hell you are.

Leo: Greenlee, what are you doing out here?
Greenlee: My key -- you know, I am so stupid. I'm always locking myself out.
Leo: Hey, you're crying. What happened?
Greenlee: Nothing. Nothing. You'll never guess who paid us a surprise visit.
Leo: Oh, my God -- my mother?
Greenlee: No, no, no, no. No, not your mother, my mother. Isn't that great?
Leo: Your mother flew here?
Greenlee: Yeah. To help me plan our wedding. I was so worried that I would have to take care of everything all by myself.
Leo: No, you weren't.
Greenlee: Yes, I was, and it would have been a total disaster.
Leo: Greenlee, where the hell is this all coming from? You could run a third world country and plan a summit conference in your lunch hour. Ah -- but your mother doesn't think you can.
Greenlee: Look, she's just trying to help out.
Leo: Why? You already planned everything.
Greenlee: I know. I know, but mommy wants to rethink some of my choices. I mean, she has impeccable taste.
Leo: So do you. Greenlee, your mother's doing a number on you.
Greenlee: Leo, try to be grateful. Mommy cut short a really important exhibit just to get here --
Leo: Why? So she could shoot you down? Here --
Greenlee: No, no, no, you can't go in there.

Brooke: I -- I’ve just been so preoccupied with Tad and his grief. I just -- you know, it didn't occur to me what was going on with you or what might be brought up for you.
Edmund: Brooke, Tad needed you there. He needed somebody strong for him.
Brooke: No. I mean, you had to go through the loss, the same loss as somebody else, and you're in the same chapel and you hear the memorial service and you hear the same priest that spoke at Maria’s --
Edmund: It's ok.
Brooke: It's not.
Edmund: It's ok.
Brooke: I never blamed you for being angry with me. I didn't. You had every right, Edmund. I blamed myself. I have to say this, ok? I have to say this. I felt responsible. I felt responsible for taking Sam and Maddie's mother away from them. And now look -- you're going through the loss all over again.
Edmund: Brooke, don't do this. Don't do this.
Brooke: No, but over the last few days, everything I asked you to do -- it just dredged up everything. I'm so sorry.
Edmund: Shh.
Edmund: I'm not sorry. Really. Really.
Edmund: This is going to sound strange, but I’m glad, actually, that -- that I got a chance to bring this all up.
Brooke: Don't say that -- don't say that to make me feel better.
Edmund: Losing Maria was the hardest thing I ever did. It just ripped my heart out, and I never want to deal with anything like that again. But being here today made me realize something, and I’m glad I know now before we got married.
Brooke: Do you want to share it?
Edmund: I do. But not here. This is not the place.

Tad: Ok. Come on. Come on. Let's go.

David: Oh, come on, you're kidding, right? You're just going to walk away from me after what just happened here?
Anna: You give me one good reason to stay.

Greenlee: I'm not crying about my mother. I mean, I am, but they're happy tears. I am so freaking happy.
Leo: "So freaking happy," huh?
Greenlee: My mother has never canceled an exhibit for anything. This is the same woman who could never remember what grade I was in, and now she's fitting me into her packed schedule? I mean, she is going to make my wedding perfection, Leo.
Leo: Ok, well, if that's true, why aren't you in there and why are you out here, and why aren't you looking at wedding dresses and veils and whatnot?
Greenlee: I was looking for you. What took you so long? Is Simone ok? Did the medicine help?
Leo: Uh -- actually, I don't think those pills are going to be strong enough for Simone's headache. Greenlee, listen --
Greenlee: We can talk about this later. I don't want to keep mother waiting.
Leo: Greenlee, this is sort of crucial. I really have to fill you in on this.
Greenlee: Are you trying to back out of this wedding?
Leo: No -- no, no. I just -- it's just really important that --
Greenlee: No, what is really important right now is how you act when you meet my mother for the first time.
Leo: Ok, Greenlee, I excel at first impressions, you know that, but -- what are you doing?
Greenlee: I just --
Leo: This is my laid-back look. Hey, hey, hey.
Greenlee: I just want you to look your best, ok?
Leo: I understand that, Greenlee, but --

Greenlee: Ok, we're happy, we're festive, and we're ready. Mother, I want you to meet my husband-to-be, Leo du Pres. Leo, this is my mother.
Leo: Ms. Smythe, it's -- it's a pleasure to finally meet you.
Mary: I'm sure the pleasure's mine. He's very handsome. And he doesn't look at all like a gigolo.

Roger: Going to Greenlee and confessing -- well, that would be the worst thing that you could possibly do right now.
Simone: No. No, it's not. For the first time in my life, Roger, I want to own up for what I did, even if it costs me Greenlee’s friendship.
Roger: Baby, you have already lost her friendship. Leo's going to make damn sure of that.
Simone: Well, then I at least need to face her.
Roger: Now?
Simone: Yes.
Roger: Now, when she's in the middle of an emotional tirade? Let's just take a moment here. Trust me.
Simone: You're handling this awfully well, considering that you may have lost your daughter, especially after how hard you've worked to get her back in your life. I'm so sorry, Roger. Greenlee was so happy.
Roger: I don't regret us. How can I? We have each other. You've meant -- you've meant so much to me over these last few months.
Simone: But now we have to think about Greenlee. Please don't say anything else, Roger.
Roger: I have to. Sweetheart, I’m alive when I’m with you. When we're working on the book together and you have an idea, your thoughts become my thoughts. Our minds are joined together in the work. You feel it, too. I know you do. We bring out the best in each other. Baby, don't -- don't pull away from me now.
Simone: I'm not pulling away from you, Roger. I just need to see --
Roger: I understand. I understand, but I just don't want you to use momentary guilt to make you do something that you'll regret later on. Baby, we belong to each other.
Simone: Oh, I want you.
Roger: I want you, too.
Simone: But this can't happen. Not until, like, we're open about all of this. I'm going to go see Greenlee. Are you coming with me or not?

Brooke: Are you sure you don't want to go back to my place?
Edmund: The sooner I get this out, the better. If everything had gone as planned, our wedding would have been right around the corner.
Brooke: I know. I know. I'm so sorry that I suggested that --
Edmund: No, don't be, don't be, don't be. You know I didn't want to postpone the wedding, but now after today, I’m -- I’m glad that we did. Because for the first time since Maria died, I’m ready to let her go. And I want to thank you for that, Brooke, because you gave me a reason.
Brooke: Oh, for a minute back there, I thought that -- I thought you were rethinking our lives together.
Edmund: Oh, no, don't ever think that.
Brooke: I have to be honest with you. I mean, since we've gotten back together, I’ve sort of wondered, I mean, like, what if Maria somehow suddenly came back?
Edmund: Of all of the problems that are on our horizon, I think that's one you can put to rest. I've got to be honest with you, though.
Brooke: What?
Edmund: When Dixie died, well, part of me was wondering if, you know, you wanted to go back to Tad.
Brooke: Oh. You know better.
Edmund: Yeah, most of the time. But now I see, you know, that it was -- it was more about Jamie. You know, you were concerned for Tad just to make sure that his father didn't go, you know -- during this time.
Brooke: Well, actually, it -- it wasn't all about Jamie.

J.R.: I don't get how you could just let him --
Tad: Go on, finish it. You're angry with me because I gave Hayward a pass, right?
J.R.: How could you let him talk? I mean, was your love for my mom so small that you couldn't even defend her? You know, don't answer that. I don't want to hear it.
Tad: Well, you don't have a choice. Don't you ever, ever question my love for your mother. Do you understand? Not ever.

David: Can we not give the staff another show? We can speak in private in my office.
Anna: Ok, you've got two minutes, all right -- two. Say whatever the hell you've got to say, and we're going to do it here, now, or else I’m leaving.
David: All right, listen, I had every intention of telling you about the memorial service. I know that I said that I wasn't going, and that was the truth, but --
Anna: This is how you want to spend your two minutes?
David: But when I came to work, my appointments were canceled, ok, and this place was like a ghost town and I --
Anna: Do you honestly think I care that you went to the service? You think that's what bothers me?
David: Yes, I do. I think that's what's upsetting you because --
Anna: Stop it! Did you hear one word that J.R. said?
David: Anna, come on, I’m trying to tell you something so you understand, ok?
Anna: Can you for one second grasp the enormity of the damage that you did to that boy and his family?
David: Yes, trust me, I know. I've heard it from every pompous windbag in this town, ok?
Anna: And you still don't get it? I mean, you -- you're talking about having a family, children, and you can't imagine the impact of your careless actions on that young man?
David: Oh, come on, Anna, the kid is a rich, spoiled kid, ok, who throws tantrums all over town --
Anna: He just lost his mother, and you nearly broke up his family.
David: I had every right to be there, ok? I was also in love with Dixie.
Anna: You know, it is one thing attending the service, but standing up and talking about your affair with Dixie in front of all those people, that had nothing to do with love.
David: There was nothing -- there was nothing wrong with that, ok? It was not a selfish thing for me to do.
Anna: It was! It was a purely selfish act. I mean, this entire hospital could have gone to that service today, and you still should have known that you did not have any right to be there.
David: I didn't want to be alone, all right? I just didn't want to be alone.

Brooke: I would be lying to you and to myself if I said that everything that I did for Tad was out of concern for Jamie.
Edmund: What is it, we're in a church, you have to be absolutely truthful?
Brooke: Edmund, come on. Tad's been in my life for a very long time, right, way before Jamie ever arrived, and he's -- he's going to always be in my life.
Edmund: I mean, just because you two shared a past, I mean, do you have to be so tightly woven in the future?
Brooke: Would you stop it? He's not a threat to what we have. Are you kidding? After everything that we have been through?
Edmund: We've overcome a lot to find each other again.
Brooke: There is nothing that can threaten what we have at this point.
Edmund: Ok.
Brooke: Ok.
Edmund: Ok. All right, listen, if being with Tad, being strong for him in his time of need is what you think you should do, then I think you should go for it, ok?
Brooke: Thank you.
Edmund: Ok.
Brooke: I needed to hear that.
Edmund: Remember how in the clouds we were when we first got back together?
Brooke: Stop that. We're still there.
Edmund: No, well, we're a little more, you know, feet on the ground here.
Brooke: Well --
Edmund: We thought it was going to be so easy to meld our two families together, you know, just like putting out a story -- you know, boom, do the research, knock it out on paper.
Brooke: Apparently, we forgot that nothing has ever been easy for us.
Edmund yeah, well, easy or not, here we are. Nothing is going to keep us apart. As long as we have each other, we can conquer anything.

Tad: Have a seat. If you think for one second that I didn't want to push in Hayward’s face when I saw him in that chapel, then you are totally wrong.
J.R.: Then why didn't you? Everybody would have understood.
Tad: Because all I could think about was the number of times I ignored your mother when she told me to forget about Hayward and concentrate on what we had.
J.R.: Yeah, that sounds like mom, but it's not that easy.
Tad: Well, it's too bad. Because if I had listened to her, there's a good chance she'd be here right now. Even so, I have to keep myself from running back upstairs to beat him to a bloody pulp.
J.R.: I would have been right there with you.
Tad: But it won't bring Dixie back. And that's what I really want.
J.R.: Me, too.
Tad: I'd give anything right now, anything at all -- 10 years of my life -- just to have her back long enough to tell her I love her one more time.
J.R.: But we don't get another chance. We don't get anything.
Tad: We have our memory and we have the way we still feel about her. And if either you or I goes after David, then all we're doing is throwing those feelings away in exchange to abuse somebody who's clearly not worth it.
J.R.: I'll try to let David go, for mom's sake.
Tad: So will I.
J.R.: I'd better go. I'm surprised my dad hasn't called the cops by now.
Tad: Yeah, you're going home, but not to Adam’s. You're coming back to my house, to our house, where you belong.

David: Empty. That's what this place was like when I came here this morning. I mean, most of the people had taken off so they could go to Dixie’s service. I mean, it was just like when my father died, when Vanessa didn't want me to attend the --
Anna: The funeral?
David: Yeah.
Anna: My God, David, she didn't let you say good-bye to your father?
David: Anna, she wouldn't even have let me talk about him.
Anna: Well, I didn't know that.
David: She removed every picture in the house of him, she removed his clothes, his shoes, his books. Everything just disappeared. I was left to deal with the loss alone.
Anna: Oh, I’m --
David: Just this time I didn't want to grieve alone, all right? I'm tired of being left out. I wanted to be counted with those people who loved Dixie.
Anna: So you decided to share your grief with her family, whether they wanted you there or not.
David: I don't know why I would think that you would understand.
Anna: I do. It makes perfect sense.
David: Thank you very much for your cold brand of comfort.
Anna: What?
David: I have work to do. You know, at least now I know where I stand with you.
Anna: David -- ahh !

Brooke: Are we tempting fate, standing here like this?
Edmund: Hey, hey, hey, what happened to "conquer anything"?
Brooke: You're right. We've got it licked as long as we're honest with each other.
Edmund: Pretty soon we're going to be back in this chapel, you know, right here at this altar.
Brooke: I know, promising to love each other forever.
Edmund: I love you, Brooke.
Brooke: I love you, too.

J.R.: Home with you? Are you sure?
Tad: I don't intend to walk through the door without you.
J.R.: Well, it's going to be kind of hard with me there and mom not being there -- her only son, you know, the constant reminder of the family you almost had.
Tad: I don't care what anyone says. As far as I’m concerned, you're my son, too, and you always will be. And you're right -- being in the house will be tough. Which is why I don't think I can do it without you.
J.R.: Ok. I'll get my stuff.
Tad: Ok.

Anna: Is JR okay?
Tad: No. But he will be. What about you? You're the one foolish enough to marry that egomaniac.
Anna: Oh, hello? Just wait a minute. I just was concerned about your son.
Tad: I told you, don't be concerned about J.R. or me. You worry about yourself. If I were you, I’d get out of that marriage while you still can.

David: Oh, damn it. I asked for the Samuel files. Is that not clear enough for you? Samuels! For crying out loud.
Nurse: Dr. Hayward, I couldn't help but notice that your wife was a little upset when she left.
David: And this is important for me because?
Nurse: She went towards the ER exit. I'm sure you could still catch her.
David: Where the hell is that girl with these files? Am I the only one working here today?

Mary: Oh, no, this calls for somebody with height.
Leo: Ok, I need to talk to you about this right away.
Mary: Thank you, Leon.
Greenlee: It's "Leo," mommy, short for "Leonardo."
Mary: Right. Sorry. Now you still haven't told me what your maid of honor is going to be wearing, and I hope it doesn't clash with my palette.
Greenlee: You mean you've already chosen a dress? I'm so flattered.

Leo: I have to talk to you about Simone.
Greenlee: Wait, is she dying, is her loft on fire? If not, it can wait. Don't ruin this for me.

Mary: Lee? Leo -- you haven't told me what your mother's going to be wearing. I would really hate for our dresses to clash. We have to get together and have lunch sometime soon.
Greenlee: Mother, you've been out of the country for a while, so --
Leo: So you probably haven't had a chance to catch up on the most recent stateside headlines --

[Knock on door]
Greenlee: Ah, I hope that's the corrected invitations!
Simone: Greenlee, I am so sorry.

ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN


Trey: Is Pine Valley's biggest fibber ready to take a lie detector test?

Hayley: Can you go get Jake? I just want him to check him out. This isn't normal.

Adam: So, you lied to me.

Mary: Roger, what now? What have you done to our little girl?