Palmer: What the devil am I getting myself into?
Erica: Oh, no, Palmer, you won't regret this, believe me. I mean, finally you're going to know what this woman is capable of.
Palmer: I'm only -- I'm only doing this to prove you wrong. My wife is innocent.
David: Of murder or adultery?
Palmer: It's not too late for me to change my mind, you know.
Erica: Palmer, we're doing this to save your life.
Palmer: My life? Are you sure that's your only motive?
Erica: Well, that and to exonerate Leo.
Palmer: Oh. I didn't know you were so fond of the boy.
Erica: Palmer.
David: Where can I put the equipment?
Palmer: Over there by the bills. Vanessa never goes near them.
Erica: Palmer, I have waited so long for you to know the truth about this woman. I think -- you've got to believe you're doing the right thing.
Palmer: I know, but it's -- I don't know -- it's so cruel. It's such a cruel trick.
David: First Vanessa sets up her son for a murder that she committed. Next she plants Paolo's letters in Erica's purse. You're going to have to excuse me if I'm not worried about hurting her feelings.
Palmer: You're just assuming that she's guilty. Now, if this scheme of yours proves wrong --
David: It won't.
Palmer: Well, if it does, will you promise to stop harassing my wife?
David: If Vanessa is innocent of murder, adultery, lying, scheming -- well, then I won't have any reason to bother her, will I?
Palmer: I'll take that as a yes.
David: All right. We're all set. Now, is Vanessa's nightcap of choice still Port?
Palmer: Just one more promise before we go ahead with this.
Erica: Palmer, we don't have much time.
Palmer: Are you sure that this drug won't do permanent damage to Vanessa's heart?
David: No. 10 Milligrams of Dexedrine will only give her the symptoms of a heart attack, but she won't be in any real danger.
Palmer: All right, then. There it is.
David: Great.
Palmer: Must you contaminate the entire decanter? I mean, that's 60-year-old Port.
David: Enjoy.
Palmer: Mm-hmm. Hmm, hmm. Thanks.

Erica: I'm sorry. I can't help it. I still -- I'm worried about Leo.
David: We're saving his life.
Erica: As much as I really want to see Vanessa roast for what she's done to us -- to all of us -- I'm afraid for Leo. I mean, he really needs to believe in her.
David: He needs to believe in himself, and he's not going to be able to do that with Vanessa in his life.
Erica: You think he's going to show up?
David: Doesn't matter. With or without him, we're going to get that truth on tape. And then he'll be free -- free of a murder rap and of Vanessa.

Greenlee: What is taking you so long, Ryan? You should be back by now.

[Knock on door]

Greenlee: What, did you lose your key? Oh. It's you.
Leo: Come on. You can do better than that.
Greenlee: What are you doing here?
Leo: Am I interrupting anything?
Greenlee: Not anymore.
Leo: Where's Dudley Dull-Right?
Greenlee: Scott's spending the night at the gatehouse. He's still really torn up about Stuart's death.
Leo: And bachelor number two?
Greenlee: Don't ask.
Leo: I won't. You'll tell me anyway.
Greenlee: You know, I was really making progress with Ryan.
Leo: Second base or third?
Greenlee: Not sex, you dope. We were talking. We were sharing our feelings.
Leo: Ugh.
Greenlee: And everything was going great. And then Gillian calls, and he's out the door.
Leo: Well, I'm here now you can make progress with me.
Greenlee: You know, he's been gone forever. It's practically the middle of the night. Why would she need his help at this hour?
Leo: Do you really want me to answer that question, Greenlee?
Greenlee: And then, to top it all off, Ryan has all these great e-mails from Cynthia, and he hasn't even answered a single one.
Leo: There is no Cynthia.
Greenlee: You know, if you're not going to help, you can leave. I can't stand this. He swears it's over, but the second she calls, he busts his butt to be with her. I've got to do something.
Leo: Well, I got some ideas that might keep you busy for a while.
Greenlee: Keep them to yourself. Uh. What to do? What to do? I've got it. Let's go to Wildwind.
Leo: And do what?
Greenlee: And see if Ryan and Gillian are getting it on. Come on! Get your rear in gear.
Leo: Frankly, Greens, I don't give a damn.

[Dimitri moans]

Woman: We haven't got much time. The transport should've been here by now.
Man: The driver just radioed. They'll be here in a minute.
Woman: Go and see if Quinn needs any help. Be quick about it.

[Dimitri moans]

Woman: Save your strength.
Dimitri: Where are you taking me?
Woman: Oh, that's none of your concern.
Dimitri: What are you doing with Edmund?
Woman: I should concentrate on your own problems if I were you because this place is going to be hotter than Hades when it blows.
Dimitri: What are you talking about?
Woman: Thanks to your intrepid brother, Bryn Wydd has been compromised. This place will be a pile of rubble by dawn.
Dimitri: What? You're blowing it up?
Woman: I can't allow its secrets to be discovered.
Dimitri: No. No! No, no.
Woman: I have no choice.
Dimitri: Edmund is in there.
Woman: That couldn't be helped.
Dimitri: You can't let him die.
Woman: He nearly exposed a covert operation that has never been threatened before. He's destroyed years of hard work and dedication.
Dimitri: That is my brother in there.
Woman: Well, some things are more important that blood.
Dimitri: I'm begging you, let me go. Let me get him out.
Woman: How gallant. You're going to risk your brother's life for your own?
Dimitri: And you don't give a damn about it, do you?
Woman: You can't save yourself, and you can't save your brother's life. You can't save anyone.
Dimitri: Alex -- what do you plan to do to her?

[Alarm sounds]

Alex: Edmund? Edmund?
P.A. Announcer: Total evacuation. You have five minutes to vacate the premises.

Alex: Where's your pulse? Why can't I find your pulse?

P.A. Announcer: Total evacuation. You have five minutes to vacate the premises.

Alex: You promised me a life together. Now, come on, Edmund. You never go back on your word. Edmund! Please. I love you. Sweetheart. Please. Come on. Edmund, please. Come on. Edmund, come on. Darling, Edmund, come on. Come on. Can you hear me? Oh, thank God.

Erica: You're quiet.
Palmer: Not much to say.
Erica: Well, David wants us to speak normally so he can adjust the speakers in his room. Where on earth could Vanessa be at this hour?
Palmer: Well, perhaps she could be at a meeting of the daughters of the American Revolution.
Erica: She's even older than I thought.

[Door opens]

Palmer: Oh.
Vanessa: Darling, what are you doing up so late?
Palmer: Vanessa, Vanessa, you know I can't rest until I know you're safe at my side.
Vanessa: You are so sweet.
Erica: Hello, Vanessa.
Vanessa: Erica, my dear. What are you doing here? Let me guess. Came to cry on my husband's shoulder about David, of course. What's he doing? Throwing a histrionic fit about the love letters Paolo sent to you?
Erica: Oh, please. David knows those letters weren't written to me.
Vanessa: Well, who else? I did see you kissing him.
Erica: You.
Vanessa: Oh, that's absurd.
Erica: You are the one who was having an affair with Paolo, and you planted those letters in my purse in order to frame me.
Vanessa: Darling, she is -- is out of her mind. Please don't listen to her.
Erica: Palmer always listens to me.
Palmer: Well, not this time, Erica. No. No, not this time. My wife is as good a wife as any man could possibly hope for.
Erica: Palmer, you're too trusting.
Palmer: Well, no, I know my wife. She loves me. She loves me, and she has much too much class to slum around with some oversexed gorilla.
Erica: She does?
Palmer: Mm-hmm.
Erica: Well, then, how do you explain her emerald in his bed?
Vanessa: Maybe he stole that, too.
Erica: Oh, really? Before or after you went to bed with him?
Vanessa: Palmer, I really don't need to hear this tonight. Please ask her to leave.
Palmer: Yes, I'm in no mood to referee a cat fight. Erica, please leave.
Erica: Palmer, she's lying to you.
Palmer: And do not return until you are ready to apologize to my wife.
Erica: Well, then I'll go. Good night.

Vanessa: Such chivalry, darling. And I am so glad I don't know how to thank you.
Palmer: Well, I felt like such a fool not being able to tell Erica where you were in the middle of the night, and this has happened before. What is the story this time?
Vanessa: I was with Leo. He is so distraught, Palmer.
Palmer: Well, did a couple of hundred ease his pain?
Vanessa: I simply tried to give him all the comfort I could. I even promised to take him to Baden Baden after these whole ridiculous murder charges are dropped.
Palmer: The only trip you're going to take is to visit your son in the state pen.
Vanessa: You know, that is really a heartless thing to say, Palmer. Leo's life is hanging in balance, and you stand there stone cold.
Palmer: Well, I mean, it's just been such a long, terrible day. Any mother, I mean, who can face having to -- well, her son being sent off to the slammer for murder -- would you like a drink?
Vanessa: Yeah.
Palmer: Port. Port. It always calms you down.

David: Not tonight.

Vanessa: Oh, thank you, darling. You do take such good care of me. Mmm.

Leo: I am tired of Ryan -- talking about him, hearing about him, analyzing him. You know, while you're pouting because the boy you like doesn't like you, my life is in meltdown, Greenlee, right here in the great state of Pennsylvania.
Greenlee: It's a commonwealth.
Leo: Yeah, whatever. The authorities want to nail me for murder, and my mother is the only one that I have left. And guess what her brilliant brainstorm was tonight.
Greenlee: Can't wait to hear.
Leo: A trip to Baden Baden when this whole thing is over.
Greenlee: Beats prison.
Leo: You don't understand, Greenlee. I'm facing a murder rap, I have no lawyer, and my mother thinks a nice little vacation will solve everything. But you know what's better than that?
Greenlee: There's more?
Leo: My brother thinks that my mother killed Paolo. Is that the craziest thing you've ever heard?
Greenlee: No way. David thinks Vanessa killed Paolo?
Leo: Well, he thinks that she killed his own father. It's not that big of a leap.
Greenlee: Well, why would he think that she killed Paolo? They couldn't have even known each other.
Leo: They did -- in the Biblical sense.
Greenlee: No way. They were lovers?
Leo: Yep. My mother's always had a penchant for younger men. And David has this fantasy that the affair went bad and that Paolo could have been blackmailing her.
Greenlee: Well, he was blackmailing you. Why not your mother?
Leo: My mother is the victim, Greenlee. Yeah, she might like to get a little on the side every now and then, she might sometimes pick the wrong guy to play with, but that does not mean that she's guilty of murder. She wouldn't do that.
Greenlee: Are you trying to convince me she's innocent or yourself?

[Alarm sounds]

Alex: How do you feel?
Edmund: My head --
Alex: I thought I'd --
Edmund: Never.
Alex: We have to get out of here. Do you think you can sit up? Try? Ok. Ok, I got you. Swing your leg around. Better?
Edmund: Better.
Alex: I heard a gunshot. And you were lying there, and I came running.
Edmund: Gunshot?
Alex: Yeah. Yeah, and all the blood on the wall.
Alex: It's Griffith.
Edmund: What's going on?
Alex: We have to get out of here.

P.A. Announcer: Vacate the premises.

Alex: Come on.
Edmund: I don't understand.
Alex: Can you walk?
Edmund: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Alex: Ok, grab a hold of me.
Edmund: Ok.
Alex: This place is set to blow, Edmund.

P.A. Announcer: All personnel, you have two minutes to vacate the premises.

Dimitri: What have you done to Alex?
Woman: Me? Nothing.
Dimitri: No, no. No, I know that some guy named -- someone named Guy has been ordered to kill her.
Woman: That's an unfortunate case of underlings taking matters into their own hands. Griffith and guy were out of line.
Dimitri: What do you mean, out of line? This guy is going to murder Alex. You have got to stop it -- stop the hit.
Woman: I hardly think you're in a position to give orders.
Dimitri: I am begging you not to kill my wife.
Woman: Oh, you'll find another. Besides, it's much too late. Guy was always the overzealous type. Be grateful you' alive, you're able to breathe this wonderful air and insult me.
Dimitri: If he killed Edmund and Alex, I will make sure that you are dead, too.
Woman: I didn't know you were so sensitive. Mr. Marick, never underestimate me. Did you get everything?
Quinn: The vital information's in here. Everything else will be destroyed in the blast.
Woman: Good. The transport's coming. We have to move. Take care of him.
Dimitri: No, stop. Stop. Don't do this! You can't do this! Please! Edmund!

P.A. Announcer: This is the final warning. 15 Seconds to demolition. 10, Nine, eight, seven, six, five --

[BOOM!]

Leo: I know she's innocent. But David is so convinced that she's guilty that he's actually bragging about tricking her into a confession.
Greenlee: That's awful.
Leo: I can't wait to see this blow up in his face.
Greenlee: Did you warn her?
Leo: I was going to, but I don't have to, right? She didn't do it. And David is going to look like a complete idiot when this I over.
Greenlee: He has a point. Vanessa would have a lot to lose if Paolo was threatening to expose their affair or blackmail her.
Leo: Ok, Greenlee, I'm going to go slowly. Vanessa did not kill Paolo. If she did, she would have admitted it to me. She's not going to feed me to the cops just to protect herself. Mothers don't do that. My mother doesn't do that.
Greenlee: Parents are human, too -- with some exceptions.
Leo: So, what are the incredible dreamers of the world up to? Bungee jumping off the Eiffel Tower. Wrestling in chocolate. Living with the dolphins -- what, are all these people wackos?
Greenlee: They're not all crazy.
Leo: Yeah, and Cynthia is a perfect example of sanity, right?
Greenlee: Why don't you log on?
Leo: No, I'm trying to escape a nightmare, Greenlee. What do you think of Brazil? I asked Becca to go with me today, and she turned me down.
Greenlee: Becca?
Leo: Yeah, she was there.
Greenlee: You've got to be more discriminating. Now, if you took me --
Leo: Yeah, I'd have to listen to you blather on about Ryan.
Greenlee: No. No, no, no, no. Picture this -- me in cocoa butter and a tanga. How's that for an incredible dream?
Leo: What's a tanga?
Greenlee: A thong. The beaches are topless in Brazil. Oh, and then there's the Samba. You do know how to Samba, don't you?
Leo: I'm a fast learner.
Leo: You're not going to punch me, are you?
Greenlee: I am going to rock your world.

Palmer: Feeling better, darling?
Vanessa: Oh, you have no idea. You're such a comfort.
Palmer: I want you to be happy.
Vanessa: Happy? How can I be happy with Leo's life in such turmoil?
Palmer: Darling, don't even think about that now. Just -- just relax.
Vanessa: Well, if I only could.

Erica: Did I miss anything?
David: No. She's about to drink another glass of Port. Take about 10 minutes for the Dexedrine to hit her system, and then the fireworks begin.
Erica: You're enjoying this.
David: Actually, I'm sorry Leo's going to miss the show.
Erica: Well, as I told you, I think it's probably better this way, that he's not here. I mean it, David. I think this is going to shatter him.
David: He's not made of porcelain, Erica. If Leo's going to have any chance of a normal life, he's going to have to see what's behind Vanessa's act.

Vanessa: You know, Palmer, you know, I really wish you wouldn't be quite so negative about Leo. He could really use your support now, darling. This was delicious. I will have some more.
Palmer: Good, good.
Vanessa: And, Palmer, look, do you think you could find it in yourself somewhere to have a little compassion for Leo?
Palmer: Leo. To Leo, I propose a toast. Whoa, whoa --
Vanessa: Oh.
Palmer: Yes, to Leo. May the real killer be found soon, and Leo will be free to go and do whatever Leo does best.
Vanessa: Which should be very soon.
Palmer: Yes. You sound rather confident.
Vanessa: Palmer, I know this is difficult for you to accept, but I think you've got to face the fact that Erica's the murderer. I mean, those letters from Paolo prove it.
Palmer: Of course, unless they were planted on Erica. The police are now examining the fingerprints. Of course, if they aren't Erica's --
Vanessa: Well, whose else, darling? I mean --
Palmer: Well, most anybody. Even yours.
Vanessa: Oh, come on. That's preposterous.
Palmer: You know, I'm not a doddering old fool. Not yet. And I'm certainly not blind. You were sleeping with that jackass, weren't you?
Vanessa: Wait a minute --
Palmer: Weren't you?
Vanessa: Palmer -- Palmer, please! I'm sorry, darling. I don't feel very good. My heart's pounding. I'm so hot.
Palmer: Yes, well, this is no time for histrionics. I want an answer.
Vanessa: Palmer, I'm serious!
Palmer: Mm-hmm.
Vanessa: I think this is a heart attack. Will you call David? Call 911?
Palmer: Yes, this is an emergency. My wife is having a heart attack. Pine Valley Inn, room 902.
Vanessa: Call David, too!
Palmer: You sure you want me to do that?
Vanessa: Yes, Palmer, please.

[Telephone rings]

David: Hello.
Palmer: David, your mother's having a heart attack. Better get over here.
David: Be right there, Pops. The comedy begins.

Edmund: Are you ok? You ok?

[Alex coughs]

Alex: You ok?
Edmund: Yeah. Ok. Ok, ok, ok. They gave me drugs in there. They gave me drugs. I thought I saw Dimitri. I was hallucinating. But it was like he was there, he was alive.
Alex: That was your subconscious asking for help.
Edmund: Yeah, well, it helped because you showed up. What are you doing here?
Alex: Huh?
Edmund: What are you doing here? I told you -- I thought we agreed that you would stay in Pine Valley.
Alex: You agreed.
Edmund: Don't you know it's dangerous here?
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: Guy -- Guy -- if Guy had shown up --
Alex: He won't.
Edmund: What do you mean?
Alex: He's dead.
Edmund: What?
Alex: Yeah.
Edmund: What?
Alex: Well, he never left Pine Valley. And after you'd gone, he confronted me. And he had a gun, and we struggled, and it went off. I didn't mean to kill him.
Edmund: No, no, I know you didn't. I shouldn't have left you.
Alex: No. He said that -- he said that he'd taught me everything I knew and that -- I mean, how is that possible that a man like that could be part of who I am?
Edmund: He's not part of you. He's not part of you, ok? He didn't break you then, and he didn't break you now, ok? Listen to me. We're one step closer to the truth.
Alex: I know. That's why I had to come to find you.
Edmund: How'd you get past security?
Alex: I don't know. This place -- it seemed to be deserted. There was one guard, and --
Edmund: Hmm?
Alex: And there was a nurse. And she was so frightened. She's the one that told me that this place was going to explode. And I was so frantic. I needed to find you. And then the gunshot. Thank God it brought me to you.
Edmund: I owe you my life.
Alex: You owe me a dance or two. Somewhere pretty. My car isn't far from here. Do you think you can walk?
Edmund: Yeah.
Alex: We'll go to my mother's cottage.
Edmund: Ok.
Alex: We'll be safe there.

[Greenlee laughs]

Greenlee: That definitely beat living with the dolphins.
Leo: Yeah? Wrestling in chocolate? How about bungee jumping from the Eiffel Tower?
Greenlee: A very, very close second.
Leo: I'll try harder next time.
Greenlee: Don't make promises you can't keep.
Leo: Oh -- hey, Ryan.

[Greenlee gasps]

Greenlee: Oh, you creep! You creep. Leo, wait a minute.
Leo: What? What's wrong?
Greenlee: I don't want to do this.
Leo: I'm not taking second place to bungee jumping. Are you kidding me?
Greenlee: Leo, what are we doing?

Palmer: Now, don't worry, darling. Don't worry. Just try to relax. Help is on the way.
Vanessa: Palmer, my heart really feels like it's going to explode.
Palmer: Don't try to talk, darling. Just --

[Knock on door]

Palmer: Yes, it's open. It's open.
David: Did you call 911?
Palmer: Yes, the ambulance is on the way.
David: Let me examine her, Palmer.

Leo: What do you mean, what am I doing? I'm making love to the most succulent babe on the Copacabana.
Greenlee: You were dancing without a partner.
Leo: What are you getting at?
Greenlee: Listen, if you want to escape your problems, try a computer game, ok?
Leo: Sex is the great escape. Or did I miss something?
Greenlee: You're not making love. You were trying to forget about your problems.
Leo: Yeah, not likely.
Greenlee: Look, I'm sorry if your mother and your brother do not get along, ok? I'm sorry if you're on the hook for murder. And I'm even sorry if your mother did Paolo in. But I can't be your escape hatch.
Leo: You believe David about my mother?
Greenlee: I barely know David.
Leo: But you think that my mother's a killer?
Greenlee: I don't know. Come on. Let's talk.
Leo: Usually when you say talk, it's about Ryan.
Greenlee: Give me some credit, ok? You need this way more than sex. So, what are you going to do?
Leo: I don't know. What do I do? Do I tell my mother about David's plan to trap her, or do I let it play out and belt the daylights out of him when he realizes he's wrong?
Greenlee: What if he's not? I mean, Vanessa had motive, and she seems very capable of handling herself.
Leo: My mother wouldn't sacrifice me. She makes her own rules. I would do anything for her. She would do anything for me.
Greenlee: Maybe that's exactly what you're doing.
Leo: Greenlee, whose side are you on?
Greenlee: I'm on your side, but I don't want you to get hurt. Have you asked her if she did it?
Leo: Of course not.
Greenlee: Look --
Leo: It's too ridiculous.
Greenlee: This thing is eating you up. You have to. Get it out. Set it straight, you know? That way you'll know one way or the other.
Leo: That's reassuring.
Greenlee: I'm trying to be a friend.
Leo: All right.
Greenlee: Are you going to go talk to your mom?
Leo: No. I'm going to stop David.

Palmer: David, what is it? Is she going to be all right?
David: Mother, try to breathe deeply.
Vanessa: I ca-- can't.
David: I need you to stay calm.
Palmer: Calm? That's it. Stay calm? For heaven's sake, do something, man. Give her CPR.
David: C.P.R. Is used when a person's heart is stopped. That's obviously not the situation here.
Vanessa: Palmer, I'm so scared.
Palmer: Where's that damned ambulance? It should have been here by now.
David: Let me call the hospital, see what their ETA. is.
David: Yes, hi. This is Dr. David Hayward. We called several minutes ago from the Valley Inn for an ambulance. Where is it? A flat tire?
Vanessa: Oh --
David: Well, send another one. What do you mean? A pileup on the interstate? We need an ambulance immediately. No, damn it, we don't have that kind of time! Hurry!
Vanessa: There's no ambulance?
David: Palmer --
Palmer: It's bad, isn't it?
David: I'm sorry to tell you this, Palmer. She's not going to make it.
Palmer: I just can't believe that. Such a vibrant woman. You are a world-class cardiologist. Isn't there something you can do?
David: I can't save her without the proper equipment.
Palmer: But the ambulance is on the way.
David: Yes, but by the time it gets here, it'll be too late. Palmer, you have to prepare her.
Vanessa: Leo -- Leo -- I want to see my baby.
Palmer: All right, all right, all right, all right. Vanessa, we'll try to find Leo.
Vanessa: You have to find Leo. He needs to hear from me. He needs to know.
Palmer: He knows how much you love him.
Vanessa: No, no. He needs to hear from me.
David: I promise I'll look after him. I'll even visit him in prison as often as I can.
Vanessa: Dear God, this can't be happening.
David: Who knows? Maybe with good behavior, he could be out in 10, 20 years.
Vanessa: David, I can't die like this. Not yet. No. I have to see my baby. There's something that he needs to know. You've got to find him. Please.

Alex: Her car's here, so she must be home.
Edmund: She always get up this early in the morning?
Alex: Sometimes she works right through the night.
Edmund: Alex, wait.
Alex: What?
Edmund: The people at Bryn Wydd, they know about this place.
Alex: You think they're here?
Edmund: It could be a trap.
Alex: Oh, my God, I'd never forgive myself if something happened to her because of me.
Edmund: Alex, wait.
Alex: Mom? Mom?
Edmund: Just take it easy. Take it slow.
Alex: Mom.
Woman: Alexandra. Oh, my little Sasha. What a surprise. What are you doing here?
Alex: Oh. Well --

Vanessa: Leo. I have to see my baby.

[Knock on door]

Leo: David, let me in.
Erica: He's not here.
Leo: Where is he?

David: I'm very sorry, Mother.

Leo: Am I too late?

David: There's not much more I can do. It's only a matter of time.

Leo: What the -- what the hell is --

Vanessa: I can't die like this. No.

Leo: Die? What the hell is going on?

Vanessa: I have to see Leo.

Erica: Leo, if you will calm down --
David: Yeah, while he kills my mother? What, is this part of his plan?

Vanessa: Oh --

Leo: Where is she? Where is she?

Palmer: The ambulance will be here any minute, darling. Now, just try to relax.

Leo: Palmer.
Erica: Leo!

Vanessa: Leo. Where is Leo?
David: Mother, try to conserve your energy.
Palmer: Now, we left a message for him at the desk. Now, do as David said. Just try to relax.
David: Mother? Mother, listen to me. If you want to say something to Leo, maybe you should try to trust Palmer right now to pass on your words, just in case.
Vanessa: I will never forgive myself if I don't --
Palmer: Don't. No, no, no. Hush, hush, hush now, darling. This is no time for regrets. No, darling. You've had a very good life, and you -- oh, I've had such great joy with you, and Leo will always remember you as the best of mothers.
Vanessa: Oh, God --
Palmer: Now, you let that be a comfort to you.
Vanessa: That's not true.
Palmer: Now, darling, don't -- don't torture yourself.
Vanessa: No, look, you don't understand. You don't understand. Palmer, I killed Paolo. No, I -- no, no, no. It was an accident, darling.
Palmer: No, no, darling. Please -- there's no need for you to make a false deathbed confession just to save Leo.
Vanessa: No --
Palmer: He doesn't deserve it.
Vanessa: No, no, no. Don't -- please. You have to listen to me, Palmer. I never meant for any of this to happen. I didn't mean to kill him. Darling -- if you don't believe -- David, come here. I have to tell you something.
David: Mother? Mother, listen to me. You don't have to apologize for ruining my childhood. It's ok.
Vanessa: David --
David: Not now.
Vanessa: You have always believed the worst -- the worst in me. And this time, it's true.
David: Why, mother? What is it?
Vanessa: Leo didn't kill Paolo. I did. I was angry. I put the drug in his drink. I watched him drink the champagne. It was my fault. He -- oh, God.


ON THE NEXT - - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Adam: Take it off.
Arlene: I thought you'd never ask.

Eliot: Brooke -- he's got a knife.

Esther: She found a justice of the peace! He's on his way here right now!

Vanessa: I am not dying?