Erica: Take a look at it.
Palmer: What's this all
about?
Erica: The young woman
in the picture happens to be
Vanessa's niece.
Frankie: You're a total jerk.
Sorry, but I don't hang out
with jerks.
David: How doest feel
to make love to the enemy?
Anna: Are you the enemy?
Ezechial: Good evening,
Mrs. du Pres.
Leo: Mrs. du Pres?
TODAY'S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
[Alex and David return to the Pine Valley Inn]
Anna: Oh, I can't believe
we're back.
You know, that was great.
I liked that mountain retreat.
Hmm, thank you.
David: Stay with me.
Anna: You really want
the lady that planted a tracking
device on you?
David: I sleep with one eye
open.
Anna: So do I.
David: You're kidding.
Anna: Yeah.
Which side of the bed do
you prefer?
David: Whichever side you're
on.
Anna: Oh.
David: Wait a minute.
Anna: What?
David: I think I left my keys
in the car.
Anna: Well, I guess you had
your mind on other things.
David: Yeah, no kidding.
I'll be right back.
Chris: Hello, Devane.
I know what you're up to.
Good time to back off.
Bianca: I'm a jerk?
Since when?
Frankie: Since now.
Bianca: What did I do,
Frankie?
Frankie: You came back.
Bianca: To see you.
Frankie: Why?
Come on, Bianca, your mom just
had a seizure on me
because you cut school to hang
out with me.
Bianca: I'm sorry
about that, ok?
I tried telling her that
I can make my own decisions,
and I do.
Frankie: Yeah, well,
after you left, she went crazy.
Ok?
I mean, she's probably having me
watched right now.
I'm sorry, but I do not want
to have another war
with your mother again.
Bianca: Well, I told
you I waited until she left, ok?
And school's over.
I'm on my own time.
If she comes back, I will handle
her.
Frankie: It's not worth
the hassle, Bianca.
Bianca: I think it is.
Frankie: Why?
What are you getting from this,
anyway?
Bianca: Time.
With you.
[Erica confronts Vanessa at the Pine Valley Inn restaurant]
Erica: Just admit it,
Vanessa.
This Frankie person -- this Mary
Frances Stone is your niece.
Opal: Well, slap me naked
and call me Wanda.
Palmer: Vanessa, is that
true?
Is that street rat related
to you?
Erica: Don't try and lie
your way out of this, Vanessa.
I have proof.
Vanessa: Very well, yes.
If this is Mary Frances Stone,
she's my niece, but -- well,
what more do you want from me?
Erica: What do you want
from my daughter?
[Also at the Pine Valley Inn - - -]
Leo: Greenlee, wait.
Greenlee: I don't have time
for you, Leo.
Leo: Make time.
That shrink -- Dr. McMillan just
called you Mrs. du Pres.
Greenlee: Did he?
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: Oh.
It must have been a case
of mistaken identity?
Leo: Really?
That's weird because you guys
had this weird eye contact thing
going like you knew him.
How?
I mean, what -- was
he your shrink, too?
Greenlee: Just drop it, Leo.
Ok?
I don't want to talk about it.
Leo: Greenlee, whatever went
down with that shrink, you can
tell me.
You don't have to be
embarrassed, not with me.
I'll understand, I swear.
[Meanwhile back at Dr. Exechial's office, Laura continues to listen to the tape]
Ezechial's voice: These are
your problems, Laura?
Greenlee's voice: Don't
they sound like my problems?
Ezechial's voice: No,
they don't.
So why don't you tell me why
you're really here?
Laura: That's right,
Greenlee.
Tell the good doctor why
you want to crawl inside
my head.
Greenlee's voice: The truth
is I'm a writer and I've been
telling you about a character
I've created.
She's Laura and she's ruining
this man's life.
Laura: Oh. Nice.
Greenlee's voice: Let's just
say if I knew what made Laura
tick --
Laura: You have no idea what
makes me tick, Greenlee.
But you'll find out.
Soon.
Ezechial: Who are
you and what are you doing
in my office?
Palmer: Vanessa, you never
mentioned a niece.
Vanessa: Well, look,
it's really very, very simple.
Erica: Yes, it's very,
very simple.
It's history repeating itself.
You sicced your niece
on my daughter just the way
you sicced Leo on all those
other wealthy young women
and just the way you pushed
yourself into my life when
you first hit town.
Vanessa: These accusations
are -- are outlandish.
I mean -- besides that,
you're making a scene.
Erica: Oh, you want a scene?
I promise you a beauty.
You are trying to destroy
my daughter, and I will not
allow it!
Do you understand me?
Vanessa: Palmer?
Opal: Yeah, the whole place
understands you, Honey.
Why don't you just knock it down
a notch.
Erica: I don't care who hears
me!
You have crossed the line!
And, so help me God, you will
not hurt my daughter.
Nobody -- nobody goes after
my daughter without dealing
with me.
Vanessa: Palmer,
she's threatening me.
Palmer: And so shall I,
unless you explain this whole
situation to my satisfaction.
Vanessa: Well, all right.
That's -- that's it.
You know something?
I'm not going to stay here
and be treated like a common
criminal!
Palmer: Where the blazes are
you going?
Vanessa: To the powder room!
Opal: Yeah, powder your nose
with blasting powder, I hope.
Palmer: I'll go after her.
Erica: No, no, you stay here.
You let me handle Vanessa.
Opal: What do you know about
all this, you old coot?
Palmer: Erica, I swear I had
no information about this
whatsoever.
Erica: Oh, of course not,
Palmer.
You relax. There's no way that I blame you.
Opal: Yeah?
Well, you ought to know better.
Erica: Well, she
underestimated the power
of a mother's love.
Opal: And that's
because she eats her young.
Erica: Well, there is no way
that my daughter is going to be
hurt by that witch and
her niece.
I'm going to see to that.
Opal: Erica, listen, you got
to believe me.
I did not know that Frankie
even knew Vanessa.
Erica: Well, now that you do
know, Opal, I certainly hope
you're going to kick that trash
to the curb.
Palmer: What are you staring
at, you old bat?
Opal: I'm staring at you,
you old crusty barnacle.
Yeah, well, if this doesn't open
your eyes to that she-dog,
I know you are beyond salvation.
Leo: Greenlee, talk to me.
What happened with Dr. McMillan?
You did see him, right?
Greenlee: Why do you care?
Leo: Because I do.
Did you see a psychiatrist?
Greenlee: Yeah.
But only once.
Leo: And why did you use
my name?
Greenlee: Because -- when
I had the session we were
engaged, and so I used what
I thought would be my married
name.
Leo: Even though we weren't
married?
Greenlee: Kind of out there,
huh?
Leo: Greenlee, I had no idea.
Greenlee: Well, how could
you?
Therapy's confidential.
Leo: I owe you, like, a major
apology.
Greenlee: What for?
Leo: Because I came down
so hard on you.
Greenlee: Leo, what are
you trying to say?
Leo: I didn't mean to be
so cruel.
I called you crazy right
to your face
Greenlee: And now you know
that I'm not crazy?
Leo: No.
Now I know what you believe
deep down.
Greenlee: Which is what?
Leo: That you really are
my wife.
Greenlee: What?
Leo: You went to see
the shrink.
You let him see inside
your head.
You told him that you were
Mrs. du Pres because
in your mind that's who are.
And it's all my fault.
Greenlee: Your fault?
Leo: Your -- this -- this
fantasy that you've created,
Greenlee, I drove you to it
and I am so sorry.
Greenlee this is
un-frickin'-believable.
You're apologizing for calling
me crazy because you really believe I am crazy?
Leo: It all makes so much
more sense now.
Hey, but at least you're getting
help.
And that's the first step.
Greenlee: Ah!
How many times do I have
to repeat this?
I am not crazy!
Laura: Dr. McMillan?
Oh, thank God you're here.
Ezechial: Answer me, Miss.
What are you doing in my office?
Laura: I came to see you,
and you'd gone for the day.
And I just didn't want
to go me, and your door was
wide open.
Ezechial: My receptionist
usually locks up before
she goes.
Laura: Well, I didn't break
in, if that's what you're
suggesting.
I mean, I need help, but I'm not
a criminal.
Ezechial: You're here seeking
treatment?
Laura: Yes.
Dr. Joe says you're the best.
But I should go.
I've really made you angry.
Ezechial: Just a second.
Laura: No, you know,
just forget it.
I shouldn't be in your private
office.
Ezechial: Well, now that
you're here, why don't
we just -- just talk for a few
minutes?
Laura: Well, I'm sure
you have other plans that are
far more important.
Ezechial: Well, I had
an appointment, but I was
stood up.
So if you like --
Laura: Thank you.
Thanks so much.
I have this situation
that's really freaky.
Ezechial: Have a seat Ms. --
Laura: du Pres, Laura.
Why?
Do you know the name?
Ezechial: Should I?
Laura: Yes.
There's a girl running around
saying she's me.
Ezechial: Why would she do
that?
Laura: Because she's jealous.
She wants my husband, she wants
my life.
Ezechial: So how do you know
this young woman is
impersonating you?
Laura: Because I've been here
before to set up an appointment.
Your receptionist told me
you already have a patient who's
using my name, and since I'm
sure there are no clones running
around --
Ezechial: Would you mind
if I asked to see some
identification?
Laura: Sure.
No, of course.
Here.
Ezechial: Do you know this
young woman who is claiming
to be you?
Laura: Yes.
She was engaged to my husband.
He dumped her, and she never got
over it, so she's doing
everything she can to break
us up.
Ezechial: And what is
she doing?
How is she doing it?
Laura: Well, she shows up
at my house in the middle
of the night, she stalks both me
and my husband, she's phoning
nonstop, and every time we turn
around, she's in our faces.
Ezechial: I can see how that
would be unsettling.
Laura: Well, it isn't just
that.
I'm recovering from heart
transplant surgery, and I'm
really wiped out from my meds.
And thanks to this woman,
my husband and I have no privacy
at all.
I'm totally stressed out.
I'm beyond the breaking
point and -- thank you.
So, you think there's anything
you can do for me, Doctor?
Ezechial: Well, I'm not
really sure that it's you that
needs the help, Laura.
But why don't we schedule
another session and we'll take
it from there?
Laura: That would be great.
Ezechial: Excuse me while
I get my appointment book.
[Laura puts the tape of Greenlee back in the doctor's file]
Ezechial: Ok, let's see.
How does tomorrow afternoon
at 3:00 Work for you?
Laura: Perfectly.
Thank you.
I feel so much better already.
I just don't want to do anything
to set her off, you know?
Ezechial: Before you go, Laura, tell me this.
Do you feel that this young
woman is a threat to
your personal safety?
Laura: No.
No, I don't think she's that
whacked.
Ezechial: Because if you do
feel threatened, there are steps
that we can take to protect you.
Laura: That's good to know.
Ezechial: This is my card
with all my numbers on it.
Now, my service can always get
in contact with me.
You promise me that you will
contact me if you feel that
you're in danger.
Laura: I promise.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Laura: Greenlee Smythe,
you have met your match.
Anna: Why should I back off?
You fancy David for yourself,
do you?
Chris: Well, I know you're
shacking up with Hayward
and you're tracking
his movements.
Anna: Oh, that is so rude.
You've been bugging my bugs?
Chris: I warned you to steer
clear of my operation, didn't I?
Anna: Is David under
suspicion?
Chris: Like I'd give that up.
Anna: You just let me know
if I'm getting warm.
Chris: I'm just telling
you -- a good time to get rid
of your boyfriend.
Anna: I can't do that.
Chris: Why not?
Anna: Because I'm falling
in love.
Chris: Love?
You're just pumping the guy
for info.
Anna: David doesn't go
in for pillow talk.
Chris: Well, then why don't
you be a good little girl
and pack up your peignoir
and just walk away?
Anna: So you can nab Proteus
for yourself?
Yeah.
David is a suspect, huh?
Chris: Is he?
Anna: Oh, come on, Stamp.
I know you're after Proteus.
You could bring him down.
You'd be a big hero.
But so far, he's out maneuvered
you at every turn.
Chris: Yeah, along
with everyone else.
But he's going to trip himself
up sooner or later, and when
he does --
Anna: Oh, well, I don't know
that he's going to fall
in your lap.
Mine's much more inviting.
Chris: Hmm.
Anna: So you tell me.
Why do you think that a big drug
lord like Proteus is going
to turn Pine Valley
into his base of operations?
Chris: Oh, you're so clever,
Devane.
Why don't you tell me?
Anna: It's Notown, U.S.A.
Chris: Mm-hmm.
Anna: And David Hayward lives
here.
He fits the profile exactly.
He's very cunning, he's
calculating, he's got
his medical background --
Chris: Where are you two
coming from?
Anna: You should know.
You tapped into our tracking
device.
Chris: So,
why don't you give up what
you've got on him?
Come on.
Anna: I don't feel like
sharing.
But I'll tell you what.
You should back off or else I'm
going to blow your cover
and tell David that you're
interested in him.
Hmm?
Chris: You tell him --
[David returns with his room keys]
David: What's going on?
Chris: Dr. Hayward.
David: That's right.
You know me?
Chris: Are you kidding?
You're a local hero.
You're the lifesaver who gave
that girl a new heart.
David: And you are?
Chris: Chris Stamp.
You don't remember me.
David: No. Should I?
Chris: Guess not.
I just tend bar over at S.O.S.
David: Oh, that's right.
Now, that doesn't explain what
you're doing outside my room
with Ms. Devane.
Chris: Well --
I'll come clean.
I've seen ms. Devane over
at the club a number of times,
and I never could get up
the nerve to ask her out,
so I found out where she lives
and I was just going to leave
my card and my phone number just
in case she was -- wasn't seeing
anyone.
That's all.
Anna: As it happens, I am.
Chris: Well, that doesn't
surprise me -- a beautiful woman
like you being taken.
Just my luck and no harm
in a guy trying, right?
See you around.
David: Hmm.
Anna: So be nice to me.
I've got your replacement
waiting in the wings.
David: I'll keep that
in mind.
Anna: Hmm.
David: So what was really
going on out there with
you and rocky?
Anna: Oh, he was flirting.
David: I saw the two
of you together at the club.
Anna: Yeah, yeah, he was
chatting me up.
It's nothing.
It's perfectly harmless.
David: Lady, there's nothing
about you that's harmless.
There's more to this story than
you're telling me.
Anna: You think so?
David: I know so.
Anna: My lips are sealed.
David: Then allow me
to unseal them.
Bianca: Frankie, what is
with you?
Frankie: Nothing.
Bianca: Nothing.
Right.
Frankie: All right, listen.
This scene is just way too
intense for me, ok?
Bianca: You mean, you and me?
Frankie: No, I mean,
you, me, and your mom.
This whole family feud thing --
it's getting so old, Bianca.
Bianca: My mom isn't the one
making you crazy.
It's me.
You're upset because I came
back.
You're upset because I keep
coming back.
Clearly, it's because I care
about you.
Frankie: Don't do this,
Bianca.
Bianca: Why not?
Why shouldn't I care about you?
[Erica confronts Vanessa in the ladies room]
Erica: All right.
All right, Vanessa, we're going
to have this out right here
and right now.
Vanessa: Oh, Erica,
as always, over the top.
Erica: I demand an
explanation.
Vanessa: You demand?
Erica: I demand.
Vanessa: All right,
your highness.
I did not sic my niece
on your daughter.
Until tonight, I had no idea
she was even in Pine Valley.
Erica: You're lying.
Vanessa: No, I'm not.
That's the truth.
And I hadn't seen that picture
in "The Exposer."
It is not my typical beside
reading.
Erica: Not your beside
reading?
No, I bet it's your bible.
You orchestrated this entire
scheme.
You probably even brokered
the deal between your niece
Frankie and all the tabloids.
Vanessa: I did no such thing,
Erica!
I haven't seen or spoken to Mary
Frances since she was
in diapers.
Erica: She just happened
to land in Pine Valley?
Vanessa: Well, I -- my sister
might have told her I live here.
I don't -- but that's odd
because those two haven't even
spoken in years.
You see, Mary Frances ran away
from home when she was 15 years
old.
Erica: You know, I really
don't care how that -- that
brat -- scheming, conniving brat
landed in Pine Valley, but it is
no coincidence.
She has targeted my daughter
for some sort of a scam,
and I hold you responsible.
Vanessa: Oh, look,
Erica, I do assure you --
I assure you, honestly -- that
aside from just being related,
there is no connection between
Mary Frances and myself.
Erica: Oh, yes, there's
a connection.
You are just alike.
You are both manipulative, you're both conniving vampires.
But I am warning you -- I will
not allow your niece Frankie
to victimize my daughter,
Bianca.
She has been through way too
much.
I will not allow your niece
Frankie to destroy my daughter's
innocence and her faith
in people and break her heart
again.
Vanessa: Oh.
Oh, well, that's what's got
you in such an uproar.
I understand.
I mean, you are afraid that
Bianca's falling in love
with my niece.
[Greenlee runs into Jake as she tries to leave the Pine Valley Inn]
Greenlee what are you doing
here, Jake?
Jake: Damage control.
Am I too late?
Greenlee: Oh, no, no.
Tonight's just another cherry
on the sundae of my life.
Jake: So, what happened
to Roger?
Greenlee: Daddy stood me up.
Jake: Best thing that could
have happened -- because I don't
trust that guy.
Greenlee: You blew off a date
with Pat Drawbridge
to protect me?
Jake: Her name is Trowbridge,
and yes, I did because any woman
who could sit around all day
in her grungy T-shirt eating
chips needs protection.
Greenlee: I should have
stayed in bed.
Jake: So what was going down
with Leo when I just came in?
Greenlee: Leo thinks I've
lost it because I told that
shrink I was Mrs. du Pres.
He thinks I've lost touch
with reality and that I believe
I am his wife.
Jake, you know I was pretending
to be Laura to figure out why
she's acting so whacked.
[Leo overhears Greenlee and Jake's conversation]
Leo: What?
You pretended to be Laura
to prove she's crazy?
Greenlee: I wanted to get
some insight.
Leo: And you knew about this?
And you rode along with it?
Jake: Now, hold on, Leo.
I didn't ride along
with anything.
Leo: You're a doctor.
Breach of ethics.
You didn't report it.
You didn't even try to stop her.
Jake: You know what?
You don't want to get into this
here, Leo.
Leo: This nut job has been
terrorizing my wife.
You're one of her doctors.
You know how fragile she is.
Yet you go on encouraging her?
You kidding me?
Jake: No, no. Wrong, Leo.
The only guy who's encouraging
Greenlee here is you.
Leo: Here we go again.
Another lecture from Jake.
Vanessa: Ooh, dear.
I've hit a target, but not quite
the bull's-eye, huh?
You are not merely afraid that
Bianca will fall in love
with Mary Frances.
You are absolutely terrified
that Bianca will fall in love
with any female.
Oh -- Erica, don't look now,
dear, but your -- your bigotry
is really showing.
Erica: No, I am not a bigot.
And I am not afraid of Bianca
falling in love.
But I will not stand
by and allow you and
your con artist niece to set
my daughter up as some sort
of a victim for your next scam.
No, that will not happen.
I will not allow it.
Vanessa: Well, it's hard
to stop nature once it's taken
its course, isn't it?
Erica: Your niece's only
interest in my daughter is
her money.
So you stand warned.
I will do anything,
anything to keep my daughter
from harm, and that is not
an empty threat.
You either call your
con artist niece off
or you pay the consequences.
Opal: I hope Erica's got
Nessie in a chokehold.
I mean, wouldn't that just be
a hoot, your wife found
strangled with the pop beads
she wears to hide her old turkey
flap?
Palmer: Ah, give it a rest,
Opal.
Opal: What's the matter?
Don't you like me riffing
on Vanessa?
I mean, heck, she provides me
enough material to do standup
for the comedy channel.
Palmer: Your jealousy's
showing.
Opal: Oh, please!
I am not carrying a torch
for you, Mister.
But what fries me is the way
you let Vanessa make a monkey
out of you.
Palmer: Ahem.
Opal: It's undignified.
Palmer: Well, that is rich!
You, the queen of bad taste,
lecturing me on dignity.
Opal: Palmer, don't you even
care how you look to Petey?
Palmer: You see, my son loves
me.
Opal: Well, he may love you,
but he won't respect you,
not so long as you're married
to that witch on wheels.
I mean, how could he possibly
look up to a man who lets that
harpy lead him around
by the nose?
Palmer: My marriage is none
of your business.
Opal: We share a child.
That makes it my business, yes.
You know, the sorry fact is that
you didn't know how good you had
it when you were married to me.
I loved you head and shoulders
above Vanessa.
How you could go from me to that
heartless, fortune-hunting shrew
is a question I will take
to my grave.
Vanessa: Oh.
Well, Opal, dear, would
you please, and preferably
tonight?
Opal: Anybody ever tell
you that it's rude to eavesdrop?
Vanessa: Well, not as rude
as going after my husband every
time my back is turned.
Sorry to keep you waiting,
Darling.
Palmer: Well, I'm still
waiting for an explanation about
this niece business.
Vanessa: Fine, fine.
I will explain everything
upstairs in the privacy
of our bedroom.
Sweet dreams, Opal.
Opal: In a hen's heinie.
I will get that woman out
of Palmer and Pete's life
if it's the last thing I do.
Jake: You know, I've been
watching you with Greenlee
for months.
You keep telling her that it's
over.
But that's not the real message,
is it, Leo?
You play with her, you tease
her, you keep her hanging on.
Greenlee: Jake, don't do this
right now, please.
Jake: No, I'm going to settle
the score with Leo whether
you like it or not.
Greenlee: Fine.
Be a caveman.
Just leave me out of it.
[Laura listens to Leo and Jake]
Leo: I have nothing to say
to you, Jake, other than
your girlfriend needs help.
Get her back to the shrink fast.
She's unraveling.
Jake: You see, there you go
again, Leo, always trying
to turn it back on Greenlee.
Like what she's doing disgusts
you.
As a matter of fact, you love
having Greenlee hanging on.
And you love playing both
sides -- the super husband
with Laura, and then having
Greenlee waiting for
you on the side.
It's all about ego with you.
Leo: Take her, Jake.
If you want Greenlee,
she's yours.
But when you're with her,
watch your back because she will
take you down any which way
she can.
[Meanwhile, in the ladies room]
Laura: Hi, Greenlee.
Having a bad day?
Greenlee: Laura.
How long have you been here?
Laura: Long enough to know
that you've got Jake
on your side.
Huh -- like that'll last.
Right now, Jake's brains are
in his pants.
But sooner or later,
he'll figure out what a wench
you are.
Greenlee: You're the true
head case, Laura.
I'm going to prove it,
and you won't be able to blame
your meds.
Laura: Oh. No.
You're the one who's messed up.
But you're so obsessed with me,
you can't even see it.
Greenlee: I am so not afraid
of you.
Laura: Oh, you should be
afraid of me.
But you'll dig your own grave,
Greenlee, with a little help
from me.
I've been planning it out
in my journal, step by step
by step.
I do it while Leo's sleeping.
Greenlee: You're crazier than
I thought.
Laura: No.
That's not what Dr. McMillan
says.
Huh.
You know, it is too bad that
Gillian had to die so I could
live.
Maybe it should have been you.
Maybe it will be. Ciao.
Greenlee: Laura left her house keys.
How convenient.
[David and Anna talk after they make love]
David: Satisfied?
Anna: Mm-hmm.
David: Well, I'm not.
Anna: Oh.
Was it something I did?
David: I want you to tell
me the truth
about you and Stamp.
Anna: Well, he was coming
on to me.
Is that so hard to believe?
David: No, not at all.
But there is more to this story.
Anna: You always going to be
this suspicious of me?
David: Why don't you ask
the woman who planted a tracking
device in my bag?
Anna: Hmm.
Fair point.
All right.
I'll tell you something --
something that
you should know about Chris
Stamp.
David: Oh, really?
And what's that?
He's too tall, too dark?
Too many muscles on his forehead
for you?
Anna: You can't trust him.
Frankie: And, well, I ended
up here.
So that's my whole "poor me"
story.
Still awake?
Bianca: Yes.
Well, by the way, nothing
you said scared me off
or convinced me not to care
about you.
[Erica walks in]
Frankie: You owe me 10 bucks.
Bianca: Mom, before you have
a fit, I'm not ditching school.
Erica: No.
Bianca, I'm glad you're here.
I have some information about
your new friend, Frankie.
Bianca: Mom, please.
Erica: Information that she's
been withholding.
Information that proves
you cannot trust her.
Bianca: Mom, just listen
to me.
Erica: Bianca, Frankie is not
alone in this world.
As a matter of fact,
she's related to someone right
here in Pine Valley.
Bianca: I know.
Yeah.
Frankie did the big reveal.
She's Vanessa Cortlandt's niece.
Erica: She told you?
Bianca: Yeah, but Frankie
doesn't even really remember
Vanessa.
Vanessa doesn't mix with that
side of the family.
Frankie: Yeah, we were,
like, white trash or something.
Erica: Oh, you're just like
your aunt, aren't you?
Always one step ahead
of trouble.
Bianca: Mom, it's ok.
Please.
Erica: It is not ok.
Don't you see what she's done?
Frankie knew very well that
I was going to make this Vanessa
connection and she beat me
to the punch.
Bianca: Ok, you know,
you're going to believe whatever
you want to believe.
That's fine.
I'm not going to argue.
But could you just go?
Erica: I want you to come
with me.
Bianca: Well, I'm not ready
to leave.
Erica: Well, what time will
you be home?
Bianca: I don't know --
when I get there.
Erica: Well, don't be too
late because I'll be waiting
for you.
Frankie: You know, you can't
keep chasing her away.
Bianca: I wish I didn't have
to.
The two of us make a pretty good
team, huh?
Frankie: Yeah, we just scored
a time-out.
Bianca, you're going to have
to go home sometime.
Bianca: Yeah, but not right
now.
In fact, I think I'm going
to ask Opal if it's ok
with her if I sleep over
tonight.
Jake: Hey, Laura, Laura?
Something wrong?
Laura: Oh -- oh, Leo.
Thank God.
Leo: Honey, what's wrong?
Laura: I was just -- I just
was in the ladies' room.
I had to touch up my makeup,
and Greenlee was there.
Leo: Oh, boy.
Laura: No, Leo, she's totally
crazy.
And now she says she wants
to prove that I'm, like,
this basket case.
Leo: Ok, just -- just forget
about her, all right?
I'm not going to let Greenlee
pull any more of her stupid
little tricks.
Laura: Why?
Well, what -- what'd she do?
Leo: I'm on to her.
All right?
So it's over.
Laura: Leo, you have to tell
me.
Leo: Ok.
She went to your shrink
and she pretended that she was
you.
Laura: What?
Leo: Yeah, I know --
to get -- I don't know, to get
information to slam you.
I don't know.
Laura: Oh, no.
Leo: What's wrong?
Laura: Oh.
I'm not -- no, no.
I'm fine, I'm fine.
I'm not going to let Greenlee
get to me, not this time.
Leo: You're amazing.
Laura: No, Leo.
As long as I have you,
I can survive anything.
I just feel so sorry
for Greenlee.
Jake: Excuse me.
Waiter: Yeah.
Jake: Have you seen Greenlee
Smythe?
She's petite, she has long brown
hair, brown eyes.
Waiter: Yeah, I know
Ms. Smythe.
She left through the hotel
lobby.
Leo: Wipe those away.
Laura: No, that's ok.
I have a tissue in my bag.
Oh, Leo.
Oh, no.
David: So I shouldn't trust
the bartender.
And why is that?
Does he water his drinks?
Anna: It's a gut instinct.
David: Tell me more.
Anna: I didn't like the way
that he snuck up on me outside
your door.
David: Did he ask about me
specifically?
Anna: Yeah, in a roundabout
way.
David: Did you tell him
anything?
Anna: Regarding what?
David: Our mountain retreat?
Anna: No, no.
I didn't say a word.
David: Good.
See that you don't.
Anna: I won't.
David: So this is our first
shared secret.
Anna: Hmm.
David: Keep it and I may
begin to start trusting you.
Anna: And then what?
David: I'll tell you more
secrets.
Bianca: Yeah, Opal won't have
a problem with me staying over.
I mean, she's got, like,
a zillion guest rooms.
Well -- unless you don't want me
to stay over.
Frankie: No.
I don't care.
Bianca: You know, ever since
I came out to my mom, she's had
a problem with every single
female friend that I've had.
I mean, nobody is good enough
for her precious little girl.
But that isn't the real reason
why she always freaks.
The real reason is that
she thinks that I'm going
to fall in love with one
of them.
Is that what you think?
Erica: Oh.
Opal must have gone home.
Why isn't anyone ever where
I need them to be?
Chris: What's wrong?
Erica: Nothing.
Everything -- this Vanessa
and then her con artist little
niece.
That's what's --
Chris: It's ok, ok, ok.
Just take it easy.
Erica: I can't!
Chris: All right,
then let's -- let's do what
we can to make it better, ok?
Erica: Oh.
Chris: Look, I've got my car
out front.
Why don't you just let me take
you home?
Erica: All right, all right.
Yes, you can take me home
on one condition.
Chris: You name it.
Erica: Stay with me.
[Laura takes out something from her purse]
Leo: Laura, what is it?
Leo: What the hell is this?
Laura: It's from the clock
my mom brought us from
Switzerland.
Leo: You said somebody
smashed that.
Laura: They did.
So my mom threw it away.
So how'd it get in my bag?
Leo: Well, Greenlee --
Greenlee was rooting through
the trash at the hospital.
Maybe she slipped this in here
just now.
Laura: Leo, you really think
Greenlee's that twisted?
[Greenlee uses Laura's key and starts into the condo]
[Greenlee gasps]
ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN
Laura: My house keys are gone.
Leo: Greenlee.
Bianca: Why are you freaking
out?
Frankie: I don't really know
what to do with all of this.
Erica: I want you to call me
Erica before you kiss me.