PREVIOUSLY ON - - - ALL MY CHILDREN


Mark: You're not backing off on a custody suit for your daughter, are you?
Adam: Well, what have we here?

Chris: The trial's been moved up. The judge moved the date to tomorrow.

Edmund: I love you.
Brooke: I love you, too.

TODAY'S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Brooke: How it feels like time stood still, doesn't it?
Edmund: Mm-hmm. Well, we're a little older and a lot wiser now. You know, we got to grab happiness when we see it.
Brooke: We do?
Edmund: Mm-hmm. We're smart enough not to let this second chance pass us by.
Brooke: We would be damned fools if we did.

Erica: Look at this, Opal. Do you remember this? Do you remember Bianca and her first pony? Opal, no, don't do that. Opal, I need you to be strong, Opal, or -- or I swear, I'm just going to dissolve into tears.
Opal: All right, all right, I will try to be strong, I will, but I just wish it didn't have to turn out like this.
Erica: Look, you know whatever happens to me, it is much better than Bianca spending even one day in prison.
Opal: I know, and I know you're right and that I'd feel the same way if it were my child.
Erica: And as long as I can remember that, I can do this.
Opal: Yeah, but what about when Bianca remembers?
Erica: She doesn't and she won't.
Opal: Honey, you can't know that. I mean, the mind is a strange and wondrous thing. Ok, she's blocked out the fact that she killed Frankie for now, but, you know, any day it could all come flooding back. Then what's going to happen?
Erica: It'll be too late because I will be convicted.
Opal: Yeah, and, what, she's going to let you sit in prison for something she did?
Erica: Opal, no one would believe her. If she comes forward and she were to confess, everyone would think that she is making it up. They'd think she's trying to protect me.

[Bianca remembers]
Bianca: Frankie, I -- I think I love you.
Leo: Hey, Bianca.
Bianca: Leo.
Leo: Myrtle told me you were riding.
Bianca: Why can't I remember anything, Leo?
Leo: Did you go to the shrink like you said --
Bianca: Yeah. He said that he wouldn't hypnotize me without my mother's consent.
Leo: Let me guess. She said no?
Bianca: She doesn't want me to be traumatized. I remember walking into Frankie's room and seeing her in bed with J.R. And then I'm waking up in the hospital having been thrown from my horse. Something -- something happened. I did something or I -- I said something.
Leo: You're going to know when the time comes, ok?
Bianca: I'm going to have to testify on the stand. They're going to ask me what happened that night, and when I tell them that I don't remember, they're going to think that I'm lying to protect my mother.
Leo: Maybe you are.
Erica: Opal, after I am convicted, Bianca is going to know that I killed Frankie. She's going to believe that. And every memory of what really happened that night, that will be buried forever, replaced by her hatred of me. I mean, that's the real risk I'm taking.
Opal: Oh, my Lord. That's worse than going to prison.
Erica: Hmm. Don't you think I know that?
Opal: But, now, Honey, how can you be so sure that you are going to be convicted? You're hiding something. What is it? Have you got a plan?
Erica: I'm going to take this one day at a time.
Opal: Oh, come on, I know you better than that. Why is it that you think that this trial is going to turn out the way you want it to? What are you up to?

Erica: Hi.
Chris: Morning. Am I interrupting?
Erica: Opal was just wondering why it is that I'm not more nervous on the morning of my trial. And I told her it's because I have you.
Chris: Ah., Yes, yes!

Woman: Vanessa Cortlandt isn't in the witness room. If you still plan to call her first, maybe --
Jack: Oh, she'll be here. I imagine she can't wait for this trial to start. And it would seem she's not the only one.
Woman: Can you blame me? I couldn't have asked for a better beginning as assistant DA here.
Jack: Ronnie, just remember, you are here to observe, sit, and watch. Period. This is my trial.
Ronnie: And you plan to win it, don't you? I'm new in town, but I know you have a history with Erica Kane.
Jack: What's your point?
Ronnie: Well, maybe you have a score to settle?
Jack: No. No, I don't. I just feel that Erica Kane may believe that there's one set of rules for her and one set of rules for everyone else. Frankly, I've always been afraid something like this might happen, and now that it has -- well, it's up to me to make sure she doesn't get away with it.
Ronnie: I understand. I'll help in any way I can. I mean, after all, a conviction in this case would make my career. You can count on me. I'll make sure we don't make any mistakes. I'll check back with you.

Adam: Jack, could I have a moment with you in private?
Jack: Sure. What is it, Adam?
Adam: J.R. is here. He's never done anything like this before, and I know how you can be when you cross-examine witnesses --
Jack: J.R. has nothing to worry about from me, Adam, as long as he tells the truth.
Adam: Thank you, Jack.
Jack: You're welcome.
Adam: Frankly, I don't know how you can do it -- prosecuting Erica. Although, I must admit she's capable of doing it.
Jack: Adam, you do know I can't talk about the trial.
Adam: Yes, I understand. I just wanted to tell you that I hope you have the wrong person.
Jack: Is there anything else?

Adam: No. Nothing else to say, is there?
Ronnie: The coroner would like to go over his testimony.
Jack: Fine.
Ronnie: I apologize if I crossed the line before.
Jack: It's ok. You're only asking the same question everybody in this town is asking -- why is Jackson Montgomery prosecuting Erica Kane? Well, there's only one answer to that. It's a simple one. It's my job.

Chris: You look wonderful. Looks like you got some rest last night.
Erica: I am ready. I'm ready for my trial.
Chris: Good.
Erica: Although, I think that Opal could use a little reassurance about her testimony.
Chris: We've already been through that. Should be very simple, Opal.
Opal: Yeah, it should be, shouldn't it?
Chris: What seems to be the problem?
Opal: Well, I guess the problem is that when I put my hand on the bible it means something, so I don't really want to have to lie.
Chris: Opal, no one wants you to lie.
Opal: Yeah, well, Erica admitted the truth to me. So now what if Jack asks me straight out, "who killed Frankie?"
Chris: Opal, Opal, he can only ask you about information that you might've gathered in the real world. For example, were you there when Frankie was murdered?
Opal: Well, no.
Chris: Did you see her get killed?
Opal: Well, how could I?
Chris: Then you don't know who killed her.
Opal: Yeah, but Erica admitted to me that --
Erica: Opal, Chris is a really good lawyer. Really good lawyer. I want you to listen to everything he says and I want you to do exactly as he says to do.
Opal: Yeah, but if I am asked if I -- if Erica confessed anything to me --
Chris: Opal, Opal, Opal -- has Erica ever lied to you?
Opal: Well, of course she has.
Chris: What makes you so sure that she's not lying to you about this? You have proof that she wasn't lying?
Opal: Well, I guess I don't.
Chris: Then why would you want to swear on a bible that what she told you was the truth? Hmm?
Opal: I guess I can't.
Chris: You see? You just answer about what you know. Opal?
Opal: Ok. I see.
Chris: Look, Erica is your best friend, right? She needs you. We're not going to let her down, are we?

[Phone rings]

Chris: Good. Excuse me. Stamp. No, I -- no, I want to go through that right now. Excuse me.
Erica: Go ahead.
Chris: Go ahead.

Opal: Well, I can see why you're stuck on him. He's a very strong man. He does what he says he's going to do which could include getting you acquitted.
Erica: No, that is not going to happen.
Opal: You keep saying that. What are you up to?
Erica: Opal, I'm going to do whatever I have to do. And I expect you to do the same.

Chris: Ok. We've got to get going. We all set?
Opal: All set.
Chris: Good. Erica, I want you to walk into that courtroom with your head high. You can't look guilty for one minute.
Erica: The only thing I'm guilty of, Chris, is trying to protect my daughter.
Chris: I know. But I want you to know that I'm going to get you your freedom.
Erica: I have so much confidence in you.
Chris: Good.
Erica: Chris
Chris: Yeah? What? Erica: There is something that we do need to revisit.
Chris: What's that?
Erica: I want you to put me on the witness stand.
Chris: Absolutely not.
Erica: Chris, it will look like I'm trying to hide something.
Opal: Yeah, but what if you slip up, Honey? What if you say something wrong?
Chris: Erica, you got to -- you got to trust me on this. All right?
Erica: Ok.
Chris: All right. We're all ready, then?
Erica: We're ready.
Chris: Ok, let's go.

Bianca: Leo, you think I'm lying? Do you think I'm pretending that I can't remember?
Leo: No, that's not what I'm saying. You had a shock, Bianca. If I walked in and saw Vanessa shooting Greenlee, I'd probably black everything out, too.
Bianca: I loved Frankie.
Leo: Yeah.
Bianca: If I did see my mother kill her, I owe it to her to say what I know --
Leo: Ok, you loved Frankie, but you love your mother, too, in spite of everything that's gone down. I was right there when you told Chris how much you loved her.
Bianca: Oh, I know, I know what I told Chris. I just -- ok. I won't turn my back on my mother, even though she hated Frankie from the very first moment that she met her.
Leo: Well, then she didn't hate Frankie because you loved her.
Bianca: Am I supposed to take comfort in that?
Leo: Myrtle told me to give you this.
Bianca: What is this?
Bianca: Oh, my God. I was looking for this.
Leo: Apparently, it showed up at the hospital.
Bianca: It's a pretty little book, isn't it?
Leo: Yeah.
Bianca: It's a book of sonnets.
Leo: I never thought of Frankie as the sonnet-reading type. I guess I didn't know her too well, did I?
Bianca: I -- I was surprised about it, too. She wanted me to have it. I guess I really didn't know her that well, either.
Leo: Bianca, you know that she loved you. She said so in her letter. You don't have to have any doubts about that.
Bianca: No, it wasn't a con. She really meant it. She said that all she really wanted was to be happy with me.
Leo: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what is it?
Bianca: I -- I -- I can -- I almost remembered this --
[Noise]

[Someone is watching Bianca and Leo]
Leo: Did you hear that?
Bianca: Uh-huh.
Leo: Who are you calling?
Bianca: I'm calling Edmund. I mean, if somebody's lurking around his property, he should know about it, shouldn't he?

[Phone rings]

Brooke: Hmm. What? Oh. Got it?
Edmund: Hello?
Bianca: Edmund, hi. It's Bianca. Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you. Leo and I are in the tack room. We heard a sound, and Leo found a cigarette butt. Somebody's definitely out there. I mean, it's probably nothing, but I figure since you know what happened to Gillian, you should probably know.
Edmund: No, thanks. I'll -- I'll look into it. How are you doing?
Bianca: I'm fine. I'm going to my mother's trial today.
Edmund: Listen, if there's anything that I can do --
Bianca: Yeah. I appreciate you letting me ride this morning. It really helped, Edmund.
Edmund: Anytime, Bianca. Anytime. You take care.

Brooke: What did Bianca want?

Bianca: All right, well, I better go. I got to get ready for court.
Leo: You know I'm going with you, right?
Bianca: No, Leo, you really don't have to do --
Leo: No, no, no, no, no, no. You're one of my first friends in Pine Valley. You're not going to go through this alone.
Bianca: Ok. Thank you.
Leo: Let's go.

Edmund: Let me know if there's anything out of the ordinary.
Brooke: You don't seem terribly concerned about Bianca's intruder.
Edmund: Hmm. I'll let you in on a little secret. One of my grounds men is a highly trained security guard. He just likes to smoke in the stables, that's all.
Brooke: You're not even tempted to investigate?
Edmund: I'm in bed with the woman I love. I'm not moving an inch.
Brooke: Not yet, anyway.

Liza: Are you sure we can trust Jackson? I mean, you know how he is in court.
Adam: Jackson promised he had no intention of going after J.R.
J.R.: But I wasn't called by the prosecution. I'm supposed to be a defense witness.
Adam: All you have to do is tell the truth.
J.R.: The truth? I smoked a joint with a girl that I've never seen before in my life.
Adam: Could you give us a moment together, please, Liza? Thank you.

J.R.: What do you think my family court judge is going to say about all this? He could revoke my whole probation.
Adam: All you have to do is tell them what happened that night with as few details as you can get away with.
J.R.: No, you don't think they're going to want to know all the details, Dad?
Adam: Frankie invited you to her room. She's the one who wanted to have sex, which didn't happen. So aside from sharing a joint, which she provided, you had nothing to do with this girl.
J.R.: Dad, I'm not going to trash some girl just to make myself look better. Frankie is dead.
Adam: I know, I know. And I'm proud of you for feeling that way. But don't worry about your probation. We'll go see the family court judge together if we have to.
J.R.: Dad, you don't have to keep trying to help me.
Adam: No, no! I'm not going to interfere, I swear. I just want you to know that I'm with you on this. Now, what do you say we just try to get through this day, all right?
J.R.: I feel like I owe Frankie. I was the last person that ever saw her alive.
Adam: No, no, you're not the last person to see her alive. That distinction belongs to the person who killed her.

[Erica, Opal and Chris enter the court house]
Reporter: Did you kill her, Erica? Another crime of passion, Ms. Kane? Ms. Kane, do you have something against gay people, Ms. Kane? Ms. Kane!
Second reporter: Ms. Kane --

Opal: Oh, that was horrible. It was unbearable. I'm so sorry --
Erica: Well, it just goes with the territory. And it's not going to get any better.
Chris: She's amazing.
Opal: She's performing. She's dying inside. Honey, I got to go to the witness room now, ok? I'm sorry. I got to leave you. I wish you good luck.
Erica: Oh, I wish you good luck, Opal. Good luck, Opal.
Opal: All right. I'll be thinking of you.

Opal: Oh. Are you up to sitting through this horror?
Myrtle: No, I don't think I am, Darling, but I had to be here for my darling girl. You know that.
Opal: Of course, of course. Well, go and sit down.
Myrtle: I will.
Opal: All right.

Vanessa: Palmer, I can't stop thinking about how brutally my niece's life was cut short. Maybe I can at least do something today, here, to bring her killer to justice.
Palmer: Well, you can wipe that pathetic look off your face because nobody's looking at you.

Bailiff: All rise. Oyez, oyez, oyez. This honorable court of the commonwealth of Pennsylvania is now in session, the honorable Judge Pearson presiding. Be seated.

Judge: We're on the record in the matter of the commonwealth of Pennsylvania vs. Erica Kane. The charge is murder in the second degree. Mr. District attorney, Mr. Stamp, are you ready to begin?
Jack: The commonwealth is ready, your honor.
Chris: The defense is ready, your honor.
Judge: Mr. Montgomery, you can proceed with your opening statement.

Myrtle: Oh, Lord, here we go. Have mercy on us.

Jack: So you'll see that from the moment Erica Kane struck Mary Frances Stone with her automobile, she developed an irrational hatred toward this young woman. She claimed, with no proof whatsoever, that Frankie Stone was a con artist, a grifter. And this animosity only intensified when ms. Stone developed a relationship with the defendant's daughter, Bianca, because it was a kind of relationship that ms. Kane simply could not tolerate. So she did her best to break these two young women up with her groundless suspicions and you will hear testimony to that effect.

Erica: Does he mean Opal?

Jack: However, Ms. Kane's ploy didn't work. Instead, these two young women became closer and closer, and you will hear witnesses testify to how frustrated, how angry Ms. Kane became when she heard about this turn of events.

Vanessa: Well, isn't that just like Erica.
Palmer: Shut up, Vanessa.

Jack: One November night, Ms. Kane got a call from a very distraught Frankie Stone. The defendant's daughter, Bianca, had just walked in on Frankie Stone with a boy and they were in bed together. Now, Frankie Stone, she was very distraught. E was distraught, worried about Bianca. But Ms. Kane, however, she was enraged -- so enraged in fact that she vowed in front of witnesses that she would kill Mary Frances Stone for hurting her daughter, kill her! And sadly, tragically, that is exactly what she did.

Judge: Mr. Stamp, your opening statement.

Chris: Thank you, your honor. Ladies and gentlemen, this is going to be a very hard case for me and an easy one for you. Hard for me because a young woman is dead, and I have to figure out a way to keep you from disliking me as I explain to you, educate you about this young lady. Ms. Mary Frances Stone was not very nice. She was a known drug user, an experienced con artist who led a very, very promiscuous lifestyle.

Vanessa: Well, blaming the victim. Isn't that a despicable ploy.
Palmer: Shut up, Vanessa.

Chris: I'd rather not be talking to you about this. But I have to. I have to because I want you to understand that Ms. Stone, this young woman, was not the type of person you would want a child of yours to be associated with. Therefore, my client's behavior was -- how did Mr. Montgomery put it? -- "Irrational hatred," "groundless suspicions" were neither irrational nor groundless. Also, you'll see that Ms. Stone, living as she did, probably had a lot of enemies, a lot of people who wanted her dead. Unfortunately for the prosecution, my client, Ms. Kane, was not one of them. Ladies and gentlemen, there is not one shred of direct evidence linking my client, Ms. Kane, to the crime. And the circumstantial evidence that the prosecution will be admitting to you can easily be explained away, which brings us back to the point of why this is going to be an easy case for you. You're here to make one decision and one decision only -- is Ms. Kane guilty beyond a reasonable doubt of killing Ms. Stone? I'm confident your answer will be no. No, Ms. Kane is not guilty of killing Ms. Stone.

Judge: Mr. Montgomery, you may call your first witness.
Jack: Yes, your honor. The commonwealth calls Ms. Cortlandt.
Bailiff: Vanessa Cortlandt.

Liza: You know, he's not going to say this to you, but it means the world to him that you're here.
Adam: I want him to know that there's nothing more important to me in the world than his future.
Liza: You're showing him that.

J.R.: Hey.
Bianca: Hey. Did it start?
J.R.: Yeah. We have to wait out here until we're called.
Bianca: Yeah, I know.
J.R.: Bianca? I -- I'm really sorry about what happened. I got to say it again to you, you know --
Bianca: No, you don't. You don't, really. Really. I know what happened. Ok, Frankie, she wrote me a letter. I understand everything, ok?
J.R.: I just wish I could've helped somehow, you know?
Bianca: Yeah, I know. Thank you. Thank you.

Leo: You going to be ok?
Bianca: No. I don't know. I mean, I lost Frankie and -- so I'm going to go in there and I'm going to give my testimony --
Leo: Hey. It's going to be ok.
Bianca: I'm going to lose my mother, too. I can't --
Leo: Listen to me.
Bianca: It's not going to be ok, Leo. I'm alone. I'm all alone.

[Phone rings]
[Phone rings]
Brooke: Oh, it could be one of the kids.
Edmund: You had to say that?
Brooke: Sorry.
Edmund: Help. Hello?
Man: Mr. Gray. Don Hickson at the courthouse. I think you should come down here.
Edmund: Why? What's going on?
Don: Well, Vanessa Cortlandt just took the stand against Erica Kane.
Edmund: Hmm. Fireworks?
Don: And then some. If you rush right over, you can --
Edmund: No, listen -- you're going to be fine. I have every confidence in you. And thanks. Oh, Hickson, listen -- don't call back. I'm going to be tied up for a while.

Brooke: It's a story, isn't it? Something really juicy.
Edmund: No. That story's about to happen right here.
Brooke: Oh, now. If it's about the magazine, I want you to tell me.
Edmund: And what if I don't want to tell you?
Brooke: Well, then I'm getting out of this bed and going home.
Edmund: It's Erica's trial.
Brooke: Oh. Do I see that glimmer in you?
Edmund: Mm-hmm. You're right, you're right.
Brooke: We have plenty of great reporters that can cover the story.
Edmund: Right.
Brooke: Who did you say you assigned?
Edmund: Hickson.
Brooke: He's sort of a rookie. It's a big story.
Edmund: It's a big story.
Brooke: Well, wait, you know, we just -- we can't just go chasing after a story any old time. I mean, there are more --
Edmund: Important things?
Brooke: More important things in life, yes.
Edmund: Yeah, like being with you right here. That's why I put Hickson on the story.
Brooke: Oh, Hickson. You know, he doesn't always ask the right questions.
Edmund: Journalism 101.
Brooke: And then you know what else? The thing that binds us together is that we are so good at what we do.
Edmund: And just because we're together doesn't mean we're going to throw that away.
Brooke: Well, I wouldn't let you. Edmund, I mean, Erica's trial, this is big, and we know everyone involved. We could do that story better than just about anyone.
Edmund: Just about.
Brooke: Oh, sorry.
Edmund: I love working with you. And we were just about to do it again.
Brooke: What's that?
Edmund: Run off and chase a story.
Brooke: Well, we're not. We're going to stay in this bed until we absolutely have to get out of it. And nothing is going to drag us out of here.
Edmund: Hmm. I got a way to make sure of that.
Brooke: Yeah?
Edmund: How about St. Bart's in three hours?
Brooke: I have a better idea.

Jack: Mrs. Cortlandt, would you like to take a small break?
Vanessa: No, I can do this.
Jack: Very well. You were describing to this court Erica Kane's reaction when she found out that the victim was your niece.
Vanessa: Yes, well, she was irate. A tigress, actually. She's already making all kinds of irrational accusations against me and said that somehow I brought Frankie to town to deceive Erica which was not true! I hadn't even seen Mary Frances since she was a little child. And that's the picture that comes to mind right now just a little 4-year-old. She was just lovely, just so bright and wanted to be an astronaut.
Chris: Objection. Your honor, could the witness just answer the question?
Judge: Sustained. Can you move it along here, Mr. Montgomery?
Jack: Yes, your honor. Did there come a time when Erica Kane made threats against your niece in your presence?
Vanessa: Oh, yes. There were several threats. She wanted me to keep Frankie away from Bianca. And she said she would do anything to protect her.
Jack: To protect her from what? Did she say?
Vanessa: Well, she made it very sure that I would understand. You see, she wanted to protect Bianca from my niece's sexual advances.
Jack: Well, now, Mrs. Cortlandt, if Erica Kane didn't say this, how can you be so sure that's what she meant?
Vanessa: Look, I didn't know anything about my niece's private life. And even if I had known, it would not have made one bit of difference. But it is well-known that Erica Kane had a gigantic problem in accepting the fact that her own daughter is a lesbian.
Chris: Objection. Conjecture.
Jack: Speaks to motive, your honor.
Judge: Overruled.
Jack: Please, Mrs. Cortlandt, continue with your answer.
Vanessa: Well, the context of Ms. Kane's threats was the crush that Bianca was developing on my niece. But, I mean, my God, you'd have to be absolutely blind not to see it. I mean -- and when I saw that, very clearly I understood what was fueling all of her rage.
Jack: Her daughter's affection for your niece?
Vanessa: Yes!
Jack: But these two girls, they continued to see one another, right?
Vanessa: I had no control over my niece! I just wish that I had had the -- look, therefore, I can only imagine that -- well, that made her rage grow even stronger and that's why she killed my Frances!
Chris: Objection, your honor. We're not interested in the witness' imagination.
Judge: Sustained.
Vanessa: Oh, no, I heard her. I heard her say so!
Judge: Order!
Chris: Please.
Judge: Or I will clear this courtroom.
Jack: Mrs. Cortlandt, you visited the offices of Enchantment and you overheard Erica Kane in a phone conversation. Is that true?
Vanessa: Yes. And I presume she was talking to Frankie because -- and Frankie was very distraught --
Jack: No, please, please, Mrs. Cortlandt. Just tell this court what you actually heard.
Vanessa: Yes. Well, I certainly can because I will never forget it. It froze the marrow of my bones. She said Mary Frances was evil. My Mary Frances was evil!
Jack: And what else did she say?
Vanessa: She didn't. She screamed it, she screeched it -- "I'll kill you. I'll kill you! I will kill you!"
Jack: And was there anyone else in the room that heard
her speak those words? Vanessa: Yes. He was there -- Mr. Stamp. Of course, that was before he was her lawyer. He was her chauffeur then.
Jack: Mrs. Cortlandt, if you took this threat seriously, then why did you not go to the police?
Vanessa: And that is a question I will ask myself for the rest of my entire life. Because if I'd done something, maybe I could've stopped this brutal, savage murder of such an innocent child.

Edmund: What could be better than a night or two in the Caribbean, just the two of us?
Brooke: I wake up next to you in the morning. I get up, I go downstairs, I put on a pot of coffee. I get Sam and Maddie and Jamie off to school and then I come back upstairs and I get into bed with you and I kiss the back of your neck and tell you how much I love you. And watch you stagger off to the shower.
Edmund: Not without me, you don't.
Brooke: And then we get ready and we go off to work together, and we spend the whole day arguing. And then when we stop being magazine writers, we go back to loving and supporting each other.
Edmund: I am this close to crying.
Brooke: Are you making fun of me?
Edmund: You want me to stop?
Brooke: Never. Never, never, ever.

Adam: Oh. It's from Stamp. They're running late, so we're free to go to lunch if we want. You hungry?
J.R.: Yeah, I'm starved.
Adam: Ok. We'll go across the street to the diner.

Liza: Adam --
Adam: Oh, yeah, I forgot -- you got a board meeting at WRCW this afternoon. Well, it's ok, you go.
Liza: No, no. I want to be here with J.R. Just let me make a phone call. I'll meet you at the diner.
Adam: Ok.

Liza: Yes, this is Liza Chandler. I have an appointment with Mr. McCabe this afternoon regarding my divorce. I need to postpone it. No, no, I don't know when I'll reschedule. I'll call you.
Vanessa: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Chris: Ms. Cortlandt, it's very simple. You hate Erica Kane, don't you? And your hatred for her started long before your niece came to Pine Valley, didn't it?
Vanessa: It's really impossible for me to separate my feelings about Erica after what she did to my niece, but, yes, I do hate her now. And hate is a terrible thing. It causes people to commit murder. But I am not the guilty party here. Somebody else is guilty!
Judge: Mrs. Cortlandt, do you need a little bit more time? Can you continue?
Vanessa: Yes, I can. I can. Look, your honor, this is all I have. I have to do everything I can to make certain that the killer of my niece gets the punishment she deserves.
[Gallery murmurs]

ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN


David: How much do you know?
Anna: Everything.

Erica: Wait, your honor.
Judge: Is there some sort of problem, Ms. Kane?
Erica: Yes, there most certainly is.

Hayley: It would take mountain of fear for you to forget.
Mateo: Forget what?
Hayley: What day today is.

Liza: What is it?
Adam: It's from your lawyer.