[Music plays]

Ryan: This is not helping me.

[Knock on door]

Ryan: It's open!
Ryan: Who is it?
Greenlee: Don't freak. It's me.
Ryan: Hey.
Greenlee, what's up?
Greenlee: Did you notice that your wallet was gone when you took your coat off?
Ryan: No, I didn't. God, I must be more distracted than I thought. I usually check for this. Man. Where'd you find it?
Greenlee: It was lying on the floor at S.O.S.
Ryan: Oh. Right. Thank you. Thank you, thank you. Although I don't think anybody could've got too far with the credit cards, but -- are you listening to this?
Greenlee: What, the music? It's a little weird.
Ryan: Yeah, it's a little annoying is what it is. I'm looking for a decent search engine, but I have had no luck at all.
Greenlee: Well, here, wait. Try this, try this, try this.

[Music stops]

Greenlee: It's great. You can find anything you want. What are you looking for, anyway?
Ryan: This. This is what I'm looking for. This is perfect. Thank you.
Greenlee: No problem. I found it a few weeks ago. Totally hooked me up with one of my favorite designer's sample sale in Philadelphia. What? You can't do that.
Ryan: Why not?
Greenlee: Ryan, you can't be serious.
Ryan: I'm dead serious. Why, you got a problem with this?

Becca: I know that there's a light switch in here somewhere.
Leo: Becca, you can't make me think that you don't wear something other than soap.
Becca: Leo --
Leo: I know women in Paris and Rome who would pay serious euros to smell like that.
Becca: Well, then, they're dumb because it's just soap. I already told you that. So, are you ready to work?
Leo: Why no we have light, we have a desk, peace and quiet, soap. What more do we need for learning, right?
Becca: Right, , yep, pull up that chair, and let's get started.
Leo: Ok, teacher. Wow, it sure is quiet in here, isn't it?
Becca: I know. It's like a library.
Leo: It should stay like this till 3:30 In the morning when the newsroom wakes up.
Becca: We're going to be gone way before 3:30.
Leo: This is so nice of you.
Becca: I know, so I expect you to try really hard.
Leo: I could never be this kind to anybody. But for you, it's -- it's like breathing. It's unreal. Ask me anything.
Becca: Ok.
Leo: I'm waiting.
Becca: What's seven times seven?

Marian: Liza, is everything all right?
Scott: Yeah, a police car just came flying past us on the driveway.
Liza: They arrested Adam.
Marian: Oh, good Lord.
Scott: Does
my father know yet? Liza: No, Stuart was in the gallery finishing a painting. He missed the whole thing.
Marian: This is awful.
Scott: Marian, I thought you'd be all for it.
Marian: No. No, I'm not all for it. Liza, you've got to get Adam out of there right now. Do you hear me?
Liza: Mother, what's wrong with you?
Marian: If he spends the night in jail, he's going to retaliate. And God knows what vengeance he's going to take on all of us for the rest of our lives -- on me and Tad and Dixie and my darling Stuart. Don't you see, Liza? This could be the end of the world.

Adam: I don't know what police academy you were trained in, but it is inhuman to drag a man out of a home in the middle of the night and not let him call his attorney.
Officer: We print you, we fill out some papers, you call your attorney.
Adam: Yeah, fine. Well, I'm going to turn this hell-hole into a parking lot just as soon as I sue the whole Pine Valley police department for false arrest!
Officer: Yeah, I'll clear my calendar.
Adam: Did you hear what I said, you little pip-squeak?

Tad: Dozens of people in this town you could arrest at this hour of the night, you come to me like I'm some kind of menace to society.
Derek: Come on, Tad. What, you think I like doing this?

Tad: Well, I don't know.
You honestly think any of those charges you pressed against me are going to -- you.
Adam: You put Liza up to this --
Tad: I should have known.
Adam: You know that.
Tad: You are one sick dog, you know that? Only you would try to turn this thing around --
Adam: You know how old --
Tad: Make me take the blame for something you've done.
Adam: You're going to be when you've served your time, Buddy --
Tad: Old? Old? Let's talk about old. You're so old, you had to impregnate your wife by playing Three-Card Monte in a sperm bank --
Adam: You used my poor brother to defraud me out of millions of dollars --
Tad: You deserve to be here, not me.
Adam: You have the nerve to pass judgment on me?
Tad: Forcing yourself on a woman unwillingly.
Adam: Making a pathetic spectacle --

Man: I got to dry out. I'm hearing things.

Tad: Pathetic? You're the only thing pathetic --
Adam: Santa Claus suit --
Tad: On your best day -
Adam: Candy!
Tad: Stuart was --

Derek: All right, all right, that's enough! Are you two happy now? You got all your insults out? Stroupe, watch him. You, come over here.

Tad: He's the one you should be watching, not me. And you know it, Derek.

Dixie: Tad, honey, are you ok?
Tad: I'm fine.
Dixie: You all right?
Tad: I'm fine, I'm fine. Look, I'm sorry, Pop. I know it's a hell of a way to spend an evening.
Joe: I should have known he was involved in this.
Dixie: You --
Tad and Joe: Dixie --
Joe: Dixie, don't get --

Dixie: How could you? After everything you've done to me and to my family, how could you sink so low?

Liza: Mother, don't worry about Stuart. Adam is not going to hurt his own brother.
Marian: Adam will hurt anybody to save his own behind. He's going to tell the police everything we did while we had him locked in the safe room.
Liza: Not at Stuart's expense, he won't.
Marian: Liza, don't be so naive. He can't tell his story without incriminating Stuart -- the impersonations, the forged checks. Look, if you testify against Adam, he's going to come after me with a vengeance.
Scott: Adam won't come after you. I think Liza's right. If Adam takes you down, he's going to take Dad down with you, and even Adam couldn't bear to watch that. Adam hates it, but he knows how much Dad loves you.
Marian: No, Scott, he's going to come after me. I don't know what he's going to do, but he's going be out to destroy me, and both of you know that.
Liza: Mother, you're being melodramatic, and it's not exactly helping me.
Marian: Oh, you really think I'm being a drama queen here, that I'm exaggerating?
Liza, we're talking about a man who bought a fertility clinic, switched the sperm so he could be the father of your child. Now, what makes you think that loyalty to his brother is going to stop him from coming after me?
Liza: Mother, he swore that he wasn't going to hurt you or Stuart.
Marian: And you believe him, after all the broken promises? Liza, look, please just don't testify. Better yet, just don't show up. It'll pacify Adam.
Liza: I promised Tad.
Marian: Well, to hell with Tad!
Liza: I did -- Mother, I'm doing this for Jake. Jake lost everything trying to keep Adam away from Colby. The Martins lost this precious girl out of their life. She was a part of their family. Now they have nothing.
Marian: Liza, you still have Colby. Just please be satisfied with that, ok?

Stuart: Is everything all right?
Marian: Oh. Hi, darling. Did you finish your painting?
Stuart: No, not yet. I got news. You remember my friend Andréa Marco from Venice? The artist? Yeah. Ok. Well, I -- I thought it was going to be a long shot but I tried it anyway.
Scott: Tried what?
Stuart: Well, I wanted to ask her if she possibly knew this Paolo person that had tricked Marian. And guess what.
Scott: She -- she knew him?
Stuart: Yeah, she knows of him. She knows that -- that he's the kind of a guy that will do anything for money as long as it doesn't' involve hard work and as long as a beautiful woman involved.
Marian: Yes, I guess it could have been a lot worse. But, Stuart, why did he come to Pine Valley, and why did he pick me of all people?
Liza: Yeah, it does seem awfully random.
Scott: It's not. He had help. Paolo not just happen to land in Pine Valley by accident. Somebody hired him specifically to come after Marian.
Liza: Well, it sounds like you know exactly who did it. Do you?
Scott: Yeah, I do.
It was Leo du Pres.

Leo: Becca, you know that multiplication eludes me.
Becca: That's why we're here.
Leo: Well, you can't just throw times tables at me and expect me to get them right. I was never in one school long enough to get with the program, and every school I did end up in had a different program. One teacher had us using flash cards. The next had us using calculators, which completely made me never want to try. And another one had us counting with different color sticks or --
Becca: I know. I know that this is hard. But can I tell you something?
Leo: Yes.
Becca: If you keep offering explanations and getting defensive, we're never going to get anywhere. I know there are reasons, but let's get past them.
Leo: Ok.
Becca: Ok?
Leo: I want to learn it right this time.
Becca: Ok. Let's do something else. Let's do five times seven. What?
Leo: If I don't know seven times seven, I sure as hell don't know what five times seven is.
Becca: Listen --
Leo: How can you think this is helping me?
Becca: Ok. Look, seven minus five is two. Two times seven is 14. You know that, right?
Leo: If you say so.
Becca: Ok. Well, listen -- seven times seven is the same as five times seven plus that 14, which is -- Leo: What, you think I know?
Becca: Look, numbers -- it's a relationship. Numbers relate to one another, and when you realize this, it's so --
Leo: What, easy?
Becca: Yeah.
Leo: Do you know how many teachers have told me that, you know, if you just pay attention, Leo, it'll all be so easy? I pay attention, Becca. I look at the numbers. I count in my head. I count on my fingers, for god's sakes. I draw the little lines, but it all comes out the same -- seven times seven. Seven times five plus 14 times -- whatever the hell you just said. They're all just a bunch of numbers to me, ok? A bunch of numbers with no relationship. And you're just the last in a long line of tutors from Larose to the Cathedral Choir School who think that if you write a few numbers down on a piece of paper and give me the formula that it's going to make my thick, stupid head turn into some kind of computer. It is not happening, Becca. It is not happening. Not in this lifetime.
Becca: Ok. You know what? The first thing that we need to do is to get you off this idea that you're stupid. Because you know what, Leo?
Leo: What?
Becca: You know what? You're not. You're not at all.

[Leo grabs Becca and kisses her]

Becca: Do you think I'm an idiot? Do I really look that dumb?
Leo: Becca, no, I --
Becca: No, getting me to believe that all you wanted from me was help in math and reading because it was just too painful to face with anyone else?
Leo: Becca, wait. That is not --
Becca: No. You wait, Leo. Let me ask you something. Getting me here tonight -- was that just a plan just to get me alone? What'd you think was going to happen?
Leo: You were going to tutor me.
Becca: In what? How to deflower a little virgin from Pigeon Hollow in an office at the TV station? Where were you going to do it, Romeo, huh? How about this desk, huh? The table? You can just sweep everything off and, you know, just lay me down and have me, huh? Oh, baby, just how I always dreamed it would be!
Leo: Becca, you're not listening to me.
Becca: No, you're not listening to me. You tell me all this stuff about how you were neglected and that you fell through the cracks of this high-priced educational system not once or twice but, like, 10 times all across Europe. I let down my guard for one second, and you kiss me. What'd you think I was going to do, just kiss you back and rip off my shirt? I've told you over and over that I'm not interested in you that way. But you can't stand that, can you? Oh, you want to be the one, and you want to do it here in the middle of what -- in the middle of nothing? Then what were you going to do, get on the internet and tell all your Eurotrash, privileged slacker friends that you bagged some southern virgin?
Leo: You are unreal, you know that?
Becca: No, you are unreal. You really thought my hormones were going to kick in and I was just going to leave my brains over there in the corner. What if the table didn't do it for me or the cold, hard desk? Where was plan B, Leo? Up against the TV stand? Oh, that's really romantic.
Leo: So I'm attracted to you. And you showed me some compassion, and I showed you how I felt. What, that makes me a bad person, Becca?
Becca: No. What you just tried to get me to do -- that's what makes you a bad person. Oh, and don't even deny that given the opportunity you would be ever so happy to take away my virginity as I gave in to your gentle touch and the bliss and ecstasy and all that crap! You're unbelievable!
Leo: I don't even know what to say right now.
Becca: Oh. You know what? I don't even know what to say, either, so I'm just going to shut up.
Leo: Becca -- please don't go.

Ryan: This web site is awesome, Greenlee. It's perfect. Thank you.
Greenlee: You do realize that the internet allows anyone to work from anywhere? Ryan?
Ryan: Huh? What?
Greenlee: There is absolutely no reason for you to relocate. Why would you want to move to -- what is that? -- Berkeley, San Francisco?
Ryan: Greenlee, Greenlee, Greenlee, look -- have you seen the addresses of these major companies? They're all in Silicon Valley. All of them. I need to be near the action.
Greenlee: Ryan, you don't have to move to northern California to take advantage of the dot-com gold rush. Trust me on this.
Ryan: Ok. Listen to me, all right? I've had a fresh start like six dozen times. Believe me, one more time is not going to kill me. And it's n going to happen from he in Pine Valley in my apartment.
Greenlee: You know, you could be in an apartment in Beijing to take advantage of what the net has to offer in terms of e-commerce. Maybe this is just another way for you to run. You know, I thought your dream was to just get on a boat and sail away -- not that I think that that's a solution, either.
Ryan: No, that's --
Greenlee: But --
Ryan: Definitely not the solution. I mean, how can I become a major player from the middle of the ocean, or from Pine Valley?
Greenlee: You can! Pine Valley has plenty of players.
Ryan: Traditional ones, yeah. Traditional ones. But 's so different out there now, Greenlee. It's so different. Have you seen these internet companies? They're worth, like -- the ones that -- start-ups, they're worth like 400 times what their value is.
Greenlee: What?
Ryan: I have to try and find the next big thing, tap in to -- to fill the needs of what these people want.
Greenlee: You can do that from here.
Ryan: I don't think so. I don't think so, Greenlee. And, besides, that's just step one. Step two is more important and 10 times more difficult.
Greenlee: And that is?
Ryan: Raising the money, the capital. And you got to believe me, all the people with all the extra cash -- they're hunting for the next big thing in Silicon Valley, not in Pine Valley, believe me. Haven't you ever wanted the brass ring?
Greenlee: I've thought of a gold one I'd like to have once or twice, when I'm bored. Ryan: Yeah.
Me, too. And I'm tired of thinking about it. I want to do something about it, you know? Got this e-mail address I got from a TV show. Where'd I put it? It's in my bedroom. One sec.

Greenlee: Grampy, did I wake you? Good, good I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to be coming home tonight. No, I'm not up to no good. I'm working on something incredible, and if you have some time tomorrow, I'd love to talk to you about it. Well, it's -- it's -- it's a business proposition. Yes, I'm serious. I have two words for you -- venture capital. Yeah. Ok. Sleep well.
So, can I help you?
Ryan: Yeah. Do you want one?
Greenlee: Yeah.
Ryan: You've been good luck so far. All right.
Greenlee: That's good to hear.
Ryan: Let's get back to it.

Liza: Run this by me again, Scott. Leo du Pres helped some gigolo try and seduce my mother?
Marian: Oh, really, Scott, I don't know where you got that idea. I mean, Leo -- I like him. He's a very sweet young man.
Stuart: He was so helpful to you that awful night.
Marian: Yes, he was really kind and -- oh, no. Oh, you think because he was in Paolo's hotel room that he was involved in some kind of a setup? No, I just don't want to believe that, Scott.
Scott: Well, Becca confirmed it for me, and Leo doesn't deny some kind of -- some kind of connection to it. But he claims that somebody forced him into his part in the little scheme.
Liza: Paolo, the gigolo?
Scott: No, I don't think so.
Marian: Well, then, who? I mean, who would want to set me up with a -- to be seduced by a total stranger?

Adam: Dixie -- Dixie, before you start swinging, consider this. None of this would have happened if you'd let me tell Jake the truth.
Dixie: Oh, now you're going to stand there and try and convince me that you had Jake's best interests at heart.
Adam: You all fostered this. You and Liza let Jake believe that he was Colby's father, and he inappropriately bonded with the child, and then all hell broke loose. And then --

Joe: All of this is your fault, you --

Tad: Dad --
Adam: Look at this. Will you look at this. And I'm the one that's under arrest.
Tad: Dad -- don't get involved.
Adam: You're all alike, all of you, from Joe right on down, all you Martins. You've got chips on your shoulders twice as big as your swollen heads!
Dixie: Can't you stop it, Adam? Could you just leave it alone? You got what you wanted.
Adam: No -- no, I was arrested and put in handcuffs and pulled out of my home in the middle of the night, and all because of his influence on my wife.
Dixie: For God's sake, Adam, you won. Jake left town, ok? He couldn't stand being around everything that you've taken away from him.
Adam: Well, I'm not bearing e responsibility for that.
Dixie: Well, maybe not willingly, but you are going to be held responsible. You allowed our family to think of Colby as one of our own. And then you stood there and laughed and gloated while the courts took her away? I mean, trust me on this, Adam -- the loss of that little girl to me, to Joe and Ruth, to Jake, to Gillian, to Tad -- it hurts as much as if she'd actually passed. And all of this is because of your selfishness. You made yourself that little girl's father in the most underhanded way possible. And you made our family suffer because of it. And now you want more revenge? Why are you pressing charges against Tad? To prove to Joe you can make his family suffer even more? To prove to Colby and to Junior and to Hayley that their father will go to any lengths possible to destroy another human being who threatens them?
Adam: Don't bring Junior into this.
Dixie: Well, how can I not? He's already involved. He's terrified of you, Adam. How do you think he's going to feel when he finds out that his father is responsible for sending tad to jail for the next 10 years?
Adam: Well, um -- all right. All right, Dixie. I won't press charges against Tad if you can convince him to convince Liza not to press charges against me on this -- this sperm switch matter. Go tell your husband that's my offer. And it's final.

Tad: He wants to cut a deal, doesn't he?
Dixie: Yes. And I think you should take it.
Dixie: Tad, please. Come on, think of the kids.
Tad: Honey, I can't. If I let him walk, I'm just as bad as he is.
Adam: You relish the idea of a prison term? Is that it, Tad?
Tad: Well, I'd rather risk it than let you weasel out of this one. You destroyed Jake's life, you humiliated Liza, and you condemned an innocent baby to a lifetime with a father whose only parenting skills are his ability to procreate and traumatize.
Adam: Derek, do I have to listen to this?
Derek: No, Adam. I could put you into a holding cell till morning.

Barry: That won't be necessary. I'd like to post bail, lieutenant.
Adam --
I stopped by the front desk on my way in, lieutenant, and the sergeant informed me that there's no bail hearing scheduled for my client.
Derek: That right. Same goes for him.
Barry: Well, he's not my concern, but do I need to remind you that Mr. Chandler --
Derek: Look, look -- every single judge that could get this process kicking tonight is home sick. No arraignments till the morning.
Adam: What?
Barry: That's preposterous.
Derek: You'd think. But they all went out to some annual dinner the other night, and every one of them's home with the flu.
Barry: Are you trying to tell me --
Derek: That's right. Adam and Tad are guests of the police department tonight. End of story.

Becca: "Don't go"? Why, Leo? So you can tell me that you really understand who I am now?
Leo: Yeah.
Becca: Who gave you lessons about me, huh? Greenlee? I can just imagine.
Leo: I don't care what Greenlee thinks.
Becca: Not much you don't. You know what? She doesn't know who I am. Hell, she doesn't -- she doesn't even know who she is. She can't see past her perfect little life to understand what anyone else thinks or feels.
Leo: Look, could we leave
Greenlee out of this, please? Becca: No, no. You know why? Because she's the one that's planted this idea in your head that I'm some virgin lifer and that I have no desire to make love to a man. Well, let me let you in on a little secret, Leo du Pres. When I do decide to make love to a man, it's going to be a love, real and it's not about show or conquest or technique. It will be about the greatest passion that you could ever know. You know why? Because I know who I am and I know what I want.
Leo: So you really don't love Scott after all, do you?

Greenlee: Ryan -- bad news. I've had one too many of these to drive myself me. I wasn't thinking.
Ryan: Oh. Yeah. Actually, I have, too -- to drive you home. Um -- call you a cab.
Greenlee: Please take this in the spirit in which it is intended.
Ryan: Take what?
Greenlee: I don't want to have to explain coming home in a cab to my grandparents because they're going to get all bent out of shape over nothing.
Ryan: How are they going to take you not coming home at all?
Greenlee: Well, that -- that I can do. That I can explain. Before you get all nervous, I just want to crash on your couch, ok?
Ryan: Mm-hmm.
Greenlee: I'm so -- I'm so exhausted, I'll be out in, like, five minutes. Is it ok?
Ryan: Yes, it's ok. It's fine. I'll get you a blanket and some pillows. I'll take my computer into my bedroom.
Greenlee: No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. You can work right here.
Ryan: Yeah? It's not going to keep you up?
Greenlee: No. I sleep like the dead, you know.
Ryan: Ok, I'm just -- I'm just so wired. I want to try and get some more information from the internet tonight. But I'll -- I'll get you something to sleep in, ok?

[Greenlee daydreams[

Ryan: Greenlee, will you look at this? That's our third stock split in six months. I've had five offers to buy the company. What more could a man want?
Greenlee: Oh, I don't know. Indulge me.
Ryan: When I found you, I found everything.
Greenlee: Me, too.
Ryan: I've been thinking.
Greenlee: Hmm?
Ryan: You're the reason that I'm successful. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even have known how to be successful. You're the best business partner anybody could ever want. I want you to be my wife.
Greenlee: Ryan --
Ryan: I want you, Greenlee. Only you. Together we are unstoppable.

Ryan: Yo, Greenlee. Here. If you -- some sweats if you're cold.

Becca: Why am I wasting my breath.
Leo: It's not wasted, I swear.
Becca: You only heard what you wanted to hear.
Leo: Not true.
Becca: You make me so nuts.
Leo: You make me nuts, too, becca. Look -- I've told you this before, but I have never met anybody like you -- ever. And I care about you as a friend, and I think about you as a woman. But I am really, really grateful that you wanted to help me. And I don't want to blow that chance.
Becca: How can I believe you?
Leo: I need to learn so much.
Becca: That's for sure.
Leo: I'm talking about math. And I know that you're the one that can help me. I just know it. I can't go through my whole life faking it. David was right about that much. But I can't do it alone. If I have a kid someday, I can't pretend to know things that I don't. I would never be able to pull it off, and I don't want to. Look -- I know that I betrayed a trust and I don't deserve a second chance, but I care about you. And I think that you care about me, too, or you wouldn't have been here in the first place. So, please, Becca, help me learn.
Becca: If you pull one more stunt like you did tonight, the whole thing is over. Am I clear?
Leo: Yeah.
Becca: I mean it, Leo. This is it.
Leo: I won't blow it. I promise.
Becca: Ok. But I think we need -- need to just start over.
Leo: Right.
Becca: Ok? So, um -- ok. Let's try this again. Seven times seven.

Stuart: Scott, did you find Becca?
Scott: No, no. No one's seen her, either. I'll catch up with her tomorrow. Maybe she can remember more of what Leo said about -- about the night he found Marian in Paolo's bed.
Liza: Well, I think we're all thinking the same thing.
Stuart: We are?
Marian: Yes. We are, aren't we?
Liza: Who would want to hurt my mother by hiring someone to ruin her marriage, hmm?
Stuart: No. No. No, I -- no. I -- I -- I talked to Adam about this, and I told him if he hurts Marian that he hurts me. He wouldn't do it. He couldn't.

Barry: Promise me, Adam, that you won't do or say anything tonight that could jeopardize your getting bailed out of here tomorrow.
Adam: I am going to have the job of everybody in this place, from Derek right on down.
Barry: If you're the reason they arrested Tad, are you going to bring in Marian and Stuart as well?
Adam: No. No, no. I'd never do that to Stuart. Never. I'd gladly dig the hole to bury Marian alive, but not Stuart.

Tad: Listen, I want you to try to take it easy, ok? This isn't going anywhere. Dixie, all you got to do is try to avoid telling the boys where I am tonight. Adam can't prove a thing in court.
Joe: Can I tell you how much I hate all this?
Tad: Yeah, well, I do, too. But Liza's on the same page as I am. She's going to put him away for good, which means I couldn't take that deal. And you know why.
Dixie: Do I?
Derek: All right, everybody. Sorry. Visiting hours are over. Got to go.

Derek: All right, now, listen up, you two. When I get back here in the morning, all I want to hear about is who snored the loudest.

Leo: 35 Plus 14. 9, 4 -- 49. 49. 49?
Becca: Leo --
Leo: What? No way. I'm wrong?
Becca: No, you're so right.
Leo: Really?
Becca: Really. It's excellent, Leo, really.
Leo: So seven times seven is 49.
Becca: You're a genius.
Leo: No, you are.
Becca: No, you are. Well, this genius is going to go home. Getting a little tired. You did great for your first day. It was -- it was great.
Leo: You think so?
Becca: I know so. And tomorrow I'll teach you how to stuff numbers in one another like a taco. Don't lose sleep over it. I'll explain tomorrow. Ok. What is it?
Leo: Thank you.
Becca: You're welcome.

Greenlee: Hmm. Can't wait to get under that blanket.
Greenlee: Mmm. It's comfy.
Ryan: Good. Greenlee: What, you going to bed?
Ryan: Yeah, thought I might get some sleep. It's probably best. Thank you for -- for, you know, being here tonight.
Greenlee: Thanks for letting me be. Ryan? If you found a way to make your dreams come true right here in Pine Valley, you'd stay, right?
Ryan: Sweet dreams, Greenlee.
Greenlee: You, too. Visions of dollar signs dancing in your head, I hope.
Ryan: Yeah -- or something.
Greenlee: Or something.

Marian: Darling, let this go about Adam for tonight.
Stuart: Yeah. Ok, ok. Marian's right. Maybe we should all get some rest. And tomorrow we'll let Scott look into this thing about Adam. And -- it can't be true. Just -- it just can't be.
Marian: Good-bye, darling. Good night, Scott.

Liza: If Adam set that pig loose on my mother, he's going to beg the judge to stay in jail just so he can keep away from me.

[Meanwhile…back in the cells…a very drunk man sings…..]

Man: Show me the way to go home I'm tired and I want to go to bed I had a little drink about an hour ago and it went right to my head no matter where I roam

Adam: Shut up! Or I'll smother you with a pillow!
Tad: Yeah, there you go. There's a hell of an idea. Slap murder on your shopping list. It's the only thing you're not going to be charged with tomorrow.

Man: Show me the way to go home
Adam: I'm in hell.
Man: I'm tired and I want ---
Tad: Yep.
Man: --to go to bed
Tad: You sure are. Better get used to it, Sunshine. For you, it's just the beginning.

Man: And it went right to my head no matter where I roam - - - -


On the next "All My Children" --

Alex: I don't speak Russian.
Edmund: Yes, you do.
Alex: I couldn't have.
Edmund: You don't remember.

Adam: Oh, did I wake you up?

Gillian: The sweater -- I didn't notice it until now. It just looks really familiar.
Greenlee: Good eye. It's Ryan's.