PREVIOUSLY - - - ON ALL MY CHILDREN

Liza: You can be just as miserable with me as you can on your own.

David: My time is already here. You're going to have to live with it.
Tad: No, David. I don't think so.

Erica: I can certainly arrange for you to work with Leo.
Greenlee: You will not regret this.

Laura: Something's changed. You look trapped. You don't want a wedding now?

Leo: Shut up.

TODAY'S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Gillian: What I have to do now is the hardest part -- I have to leave you behind before I lose my courage forever. I love you, Ryan. I always will.

Ryan: I love you, too, Princess.
Ryan: Gillian --

Joe: Have his vitals changed at all?
Nurse: Not since we found him, Dr. Martin. His BP and heart rate are up a little, nothing too worrisome. He's got a nasty bump on his head.
Joe: Uh-huh. Has Keppler answered his page yet?
Nurse: No. I'll call down to neurology again.
Joe: Never mind, I'll call him. I don't like this.

[Pager beeps]

Jesse: What's up, Tad? Whoa, whoa, settle down there, Sparky. Come on, now. And don't even act like you ain't never seen me before. That's how you ended up here, all sprawled out like some old fart.
Tad: Who the hell are you?
Jesse: Oh, man, look at you, coming at me all incorrect. Oh, by the way, I'm sorry I had to slap you around a little bit back there, but you was about to make a serious bonehead move. Had to stop you. Oh, and hitting your head? That was your own damn fault. You always was a little clumsy, eh?
Tad: All right, fine. I don't know who you are. I don't give a damn. The only thing that concerns me now is that you obviously get your jollies hanging around hospitals, impersonating people that have been dead for over 10 years.
Jesse: Oh, shut up. It ain't been that long. Whatever. Look, you was about to crack that man's head open with a hammer. What, you want to spend three billion light-years roaming around in a ball of confusion when you step off this level, huh? I don't think so.
Tad: How did you know that?

Joe: Tad?
Tad: Dad, thank God.
Joe: What is it? What's wrong?
Tad: That is.
Joe: You don't like the painting?

Jesse: It's a nice painting.

Greenlee: Jake?
Jake: Busy?
Greenlee: Uh, yes and no. Did you come to see me?
Jake: Well, I don't know anyone else here. Actually, I wanted to talk to you.
Greenlee: Oh. What did you hear?
Jake: What do you mean? There's something to hear?
Greenlee: You just here to say hi?
Jake: No, no, no, no. I don't want to be your conscience. I didn't come here to talk about you. I need some advice.
Greenlee: From me?
Jake: Yeah. Yeah, sure.

[Singing in French]

All: Allons enfants de la patrie le jour de gloire est arrive contre nous de la tyrannie l'etandard sanglant est leve l'etandard sanglant est leve entendez-vous dans les compagnes mugir ces feroces soldats
Leo: All right, cut to the chorus! One, two, three, four!
All: Aux armes, citoyens formez vos bataillons marchons, marchons qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons whoo!
Leo: Excellent!
Woman: Do you speak any French really?
Leo: Does it matter?
Woman: Not to me. So, you're still buying a round for the house?
Leo: Did I not say that if the patrons of this fine New York establishment would join me in a rousing chorus of the beloved motherland's national anthem --
Woman: So, you're from France. Is that what you're saying?
Leo: I promised that if these patrons here in this bar would join me in singing the French national anthem - and what's the name of it?
All: La Marseillaise!
Leo: La Marseillaise! All right! I promised that if everyone sang along with me that I would buy everybody drinks.

Woman: All right!
All: Yeah!
Leo: All right! French champagne or beer! Whatever you want!
Woman: All right!
Leo: Drink up!

Leo: So, aren't you glad you picked me up?
Woman: Well, you didn't seem like the usual hitchhiker.
Leo: How many girls from New York city actually have cars? Is my luck changing or what?
Woman: Well, you didn't say where you were hitching from exactly.
Leo: No man's land.
Woman: And where are you headed?
Leo: Anywhere else.

Laura: So, then, you'll call me at this number if you see him. I don't care if 's not usually done. So, you're absolutely sure you haven't heard from him?
Woman: Of course I'm sure, Mrs. du Pres.
Laura: What, you've called Leo's gym? You've called S.O.S.?
Woman: I've called every single place you told me to call, and no one has seen your husband.
Laura: All right. I want you to call them all again.
Woman: Excuse me, Mrs. du Pres, your mother is my boss, and she didn't hire me to hunt down your missing husband for you. I know you're supposed to meet him here, but this is not my business or my problem, is it?
Laura: You? I talked to you on the phone a couple nights ago. I recognize your voice now. You told me he left with Greenlee, didn't you?
Woman: Yes.
Laura: Yes? That's all you have to say?
Woman: At least she was nice.
Laura: What did you say?
Woman: Greenlee Smythe is at least a nice person.
Laura: What are you? A friend of hers?
Woman: Yeah. What's your problem?
Laura: You! You're fired.

Edmund: Laura?
Woman: Mr. Grey, did you hear what she just did?
Edmund: Yes, I did, Mary, and I'm very sorry it didn't work out. I know the agency is clamoring get you back out in the field. You're underused here for sure.
Mary: I didn't do anything wrong.
Edmund: I know, and I'll make sure the agency knows that. I'll also make sure you get time and a half for today. And it was your last day tomorrow, anyway, right, until Annette got back from vacation?
Mary: Fine. Unbelievable spoiled brat.

Laura: She had a lousy attitude.
Edmund: Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself there, Laura? You're brand-new here.
Laura: What are you saying, Edmund? I don't know my place, is that it? My mother owns this magazine.
Edmund: Hmm. All the more reason to let the staff think you deserve to be here at all.
Laura: Look, I really -- I can't do this right now, ok?
Edmund: Why are you so worried about Leo?
Laura: He said he would meet me here. I've called his brother. I've called his mother. I've called everywhere he goes without me. I've left messages on his cell phone, on our message machine at home --
Edmund: Calm down, Laura. Listen, you're not supposed to get so worked up.
Laura: Is he leaving me, Edmund? Is that what this is?

[Music plays]

Woman: So, where did you say you lived? Pine Village?
Leo: Valley.
Woman: How sweet.
Leo: Mm-hmm. So, when exactly are you going to become this hotshot sculptor you were talking about earlier?
Woman: Painter. But thanks for paying attention.
Leo: Yeah.
Woman: You know, I use my body to spread the paint all across the canvas.
Leo: You know what? I would really like to see that.
Woman: Yeah, well, I work in private, for obvious reasons.
Leo: Yeah, you seem real shy.
Woman: So, tell me why you know the words to the French national anthem, and you hate ere you're living in this Pine Bush or whatever.
Leo: Valley.
Woman: Right. So, I mean, is that all I get on you? I just told you that I paint with my body.
Leo: That's a good point. I was raised in Europe.
Woman: Oh, seriously?
Leo: Yeah.
Woman: Oh, yeah? Where?
Leo: All over. we pretty much never stayed in one place for too long.
Woman: So, I mean, why come to the states? I mean, Europe? Who would leave?
Leo: Didn't you say that you were a dancer once, too?
Woman: Well, not once. I still am.
Leo: Wow. A dancer and a painter. Am I a lucky guy or what?
Woman: That depends.
Leo: So, what is it? Ballet? Modern? Tap? Actually, tap would be cute in a provincial kind of way.
Woman: Right. Well, exotic, Leo.
Leo: Oh. Exotic?
Woman: Yeah. You know The Cottontail over on 38th and Lex?
Leo: No, but I can imagine --
Woman: I'm pretty well-known.
Leo: Yeah, I bet.
Woman: You know, as a matter of fact, this is the kind of music they play there a lot. Do you want a preview?
Leo: Here?
Woman: Yeah. A PG-13 version.
Woman: So, what do you think?
Leo: I think you're beautiful.
Woman: So are you.

Jake: Remember when I was trying to decide what to do about that? You told me to step up to the plate, even the playing field.
Greenlee: Were those my words?
Jake: Greenlee.
Greenlee: Sorry, sorry. Finish.
Jake: You don't remember what you said.
Greenlee: No, of course I do. I said if you want to win, you have to beat David at his own game.
Jake: Right. We, actually, the game has now gotten much heavier because David is trying to get the hospital board to have my father declared incompetent.
Greenlee: What?
Jake: Yes. After the heart episode --
Greenlee: The arrhythmia?
Jake: Yeah. David used an incident in the ER to suggest to the board that my father was more of a liability than he was a help if he remained on as Chief of Staff.
Greenlee: That's whacked. And David thinks you're still going to work for him after this?
Jake: I don't know what the heck he thinks. He's suddenly out of town on business.
Greenlee: Convenient.
Jake: Yeah. Yeah, I thought so, too.
Greenlee: Ok. What would David do? If it were his dad, and you were the one gunning for his resignation, what would David do? Think like he thinks, Jake.
Jake: Ok. So you're saying to think less like a Martin and more like a Hayward.
Greenlee: Mm-hmm.
Jake: Well, Greenlee, you might be on to something here. I mean, if I did that, I think I would win.
Greenlee: Yeah, you will if you really give in to it. Loosen up. Be a little more out there. Like your brother, I guess.
Jake: Don't even go there.
Greenlee: What? What's up with Tad?
Jake: Because I think my brother has completely lost his mind.

Tad: Pop, I don't feel very good.

Jesse: It's not your head.

Tad: It's not?
Joe: It's not what?

Jesse: Don't confuse the man, all right? He looks pretty good, by the way.

Joe: Do you remember what happened to you?
Tad: When?

Jesse: He wants to know how you hit your head, brightness.

Tad: I was going to -- no. I guess I slipped and fell, that's all.

Jesse: Oh, please. You saw me, and you fainted like a 90-year-old lady.

Tad: No.
Joe: No?

Jesse: No, no. No, no, no.

Tad: Listen, I've got some kind of concussion, right? Just tell me it's a skull fracture, something like that.
Joe: Son, your cat scan was clear. Now, you may have a slight concussion, yes.
Tad: But you can hallucinate with a concussion, right?
Joe: Wait, wait. Hallucinate?

Jesse: I'm not a hallucination, man. I'm a gh -- gh -- gh --

Tad: Why are you doing this to me?
Joe: Doing what?

Jesse: you need to chill out. You freaking the man out, ok? For nothing.

Joe: Hey, Tad, I'll tell you what -- I've got to see if they've managed to locate Dr. Keppler.
Tad: Who is he?
Joe: He's a neuro consult. Just taking precautions, that's all. You're going to be ok, right?
Tad: I think so.

Jesse: It's going to take a lot more than that to get rid of me.
Tad: This is not happening, and you are some kind of broken blood vessel in my head.
Jesse: Oh, you wish. And I am in this mess because I was trying to save your butt from spending the rest of eternity in the hot seat.
Tad: What the hell --
Jesse: Exactly. Man, I interfered. You was about to crack that man's head wide open with that hammer. And I stopped you. Man, you should be thanking me.
Tad: I should be waking up anytime now.
Jesse: Oh, please. You need to recognize. You would have been doomed forever if I hadn't come along. And another thing, man -- you ain't exactly high on my priority list. But I couldn't let that happen.
Tad: Thank you? Uh, you can go now, right?
Jesse: Wrong. You're stuck with me, Baby. Dead stuck. Let me tell you another thing -- this doesn't only suck for you, you feeling me?
Tad: It's not a concussion. It's a stroke.
Jesse: You tried to kill a man, Tad.
Tad: I did not.
Jesse: Oh --
Tad: I mean, I wouldn't have. I mean, maybe. Probably.
Jesse: Well, whatever. Look, they're not going to let me back until I figure out this stupid little problem of yours.
Tad: I haven't got a problem. You're the dead guy.
Jesse: The Hayward problem, Tad. Your Hayward -- and don't call me "dead guy."
Tad: You want to take care of Hayward? Fine, go down the hall. Haunt him. Whatever. Better yet, next time he's on that little turn on the interstate -- you know, the really, really sharp one? You make sure he doesn't make it.
Jesse: You know, you're really sad. You need some serious basic training. You know -- right, wrong, good, evil, heaven, hell.

Tad: Dad! Dad!
Joe: You all right? Huh?
Tad: I don't know.

Jesse: Here we go.

Dr. Keppler: I'm Dr. Keppler, Tad. You're going to need to be fully examined. Make sure all the circuits are still firing.

Jesse: Good luck. I ain't going nowhere, Baby. You have been touched by a homey.

Liza: I could order some take-out.
Ryan: No. I'm really not very hungry. Thanks, Liza.
Liza: You know, your color's a little off.
Ryan: No, I'm fine. I'm ok.
Liza: The door was unlocked. This really isn't the best neighborhood.
Ryan: Well, then, I guess I'm glad you're the one that came in.
Liza: You could have been robbed, Ryan.
Ryan: Of what? I don't have anything, Liza.
Liza: You have me. And you have a lot of people who just care for you and love you. I know that you think that life just isn't worth living because Gillian's not here. You know, I was sitting here while you were sleeping, and you called out her name -- when you were asleep.
Ryan: I was sleeping?
Liza: Well, you were sound asleep.
Ryan: I was sleeping when you came in here.
Liza: Don't you remember waking up?
Ryan: Liza, she was here. Gillian came to me to say good-bye.

[Music plays]

Woman: Ahh.
Leo: Well, if you're half the painter that you are a dancer -- Indy, right?
Indy: Yeah. Like "pendent-pendent."
Leo: I got that.
Indy: Well, I do what I need to do to pay the bills. And then I have all my time and freedom for my art.
Leo: That sounds perfect. That sounds like the perfect life.
Indy: Well, it's my life. I don't know how perfect it is. So, what about you? What do you do to pay the rent?
Leo: It's a long, sordid tale. I'd rather not get into it.
Indy: Well, then, just tell me the most recent chapter.
Leo: The most recent -- well, I actually kind of got into journalism. But it's not really my thing. Getting to the desk by 9:00 In the morning is just a little --
Indy: I would self-destruct.
Leo: Yeah, well, I pretty much did. Drink to that.
Leo: Bartender? Hit me again, please.

Greenlee: Why were you worried about Tad, exactly?
Jake: Well, we were both furious about Hayward and what he's trying to do to my father --
Greenlee: Yeah.
Jake: But Tad is ready to go off like a rocket.
Greenlee: Then you do the grown-up, responsible thing. You play the head game with Hayward, and then Tad's temper won't get in the way. Ok?
Jake: Yeah. Ok.
Greenlee: I never thought you'd ask advice from me, and when I gave it, that I'd tell you to be the calm one.
Jake: Well, you never cease to amaze me, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Good -- I think.
Jake: Thank you.
Greenlee: You're welcome. Come here.

Roger: And Erica's policy on romance in the office would be?

Edmund: Laura, I'm sure Leo's fine.
Laura: No. What if he's hit by a car? What if he's on the side of the road and he's hurt?
Edmund: Laura, what can I do to help you?
Laura: I'm sorry. I worry about Leo. I just --- I'm so scared of losing him because I love him so much. Don't worry about me. Really.
Edmund: Ok. I'll be down the hall if you need me, ok?
Laura: Thank you.
Edmund: Ok.

[Laura remembers]

David's voice: Well, it's not as if you and Greenlee have a great track record.
Leo's voice: There's nothing going on between me and Greenlee. Nothing's going to go on. But with Greenlee being Greenlee, there's, you know -- some things are out of my control, and that's why I don't want to have this big wedding.

[Phone rings]

Greenlee: Greenlee Smythe.
Laura: Um, Leo du Pres, please.

[Greenlee recognizes Laura's voice and pretends Leo is with her]

Greenlee: Leo, don't. Stop, it's for you.
I'm sorry, there's no one here by that name. May I take a message?
Laura: Damn it, Greenlee! Put my husband on the phone now!
Greenlee: I said Leo is not here.
Laura: I heard you, Greenlee. Put him on the phone now!
Greenlee: Laura -- Leo is not here, already.
Laura: I heard you.
Greenlee: I was kidding. You're unreal.
Laura: Greenlee, if he's there, just put him on the phone. I really need to talk to him.
Greenlee: You have no pride at all, do you? On top of no sense of humor.
Jake: Greenlee?
Greenlee: Look, I'm keeping to your little rule book about your husband -- for now.
Laura: What are you talking about?
Greenlee: You have to take this up with my boss, not that she'd listen to you or anyone else.
Laura: What do you mean?
Greenlee: Erica wants to hire Leo for the new ad campaign to work with me. And you know Erica -- she gets what she wants. Doesn't she?
Laura: Aah!

Greenlee: That was Laura. She's misplaced her husband again.
Jake: You were awful to her.
Greenlee: Was not. You should have heard her, Jake.
Roger: I'm sure Greenlee was just being direct.
Greenlee: I can handle this, Daddy. Stop looking at me like that.
Jake: Like what?
Greenlee: Like I let you down. She called here in a fit and jumped all over me.
Jake: Oh, and you didn't provoke her, Greenlee?
Greenlee: You know -- do you know what it's like to constantly have to defend myself about seeing o to her? I mean, I'm not seeing Leo, and she still treats me like the other woman. I mean, she's out of control, Jake. Like, looney out of control. Jake? Jake, where are you going?
Roger: Let him -- let him go. He doesn't understand you for who you really are.
Greenlee: Who does?
Roger: Well, I do.

Indy: So, Leo, you don't want to talk about where you're from, do you?
Leo: No. I want to talk about drinking. Did you ever play quarters?
Indy: Tell me something. How does some Pseudo-Euro guy like yourself know about an American drinking game like quarters?
Leo: I'm a man of all nations, all right?
Indy: Ok.
Leo: Anybody want to play quarters?
All: All right! Yeah!
Leo: All right. Here we go. Ok. I win, I buy. All right? I lose, I buy. I win no matter what I do. All right.
Indy: Bring it.
All: Oh!
Leo: I guess that means I win, right? Tequila shots for everyone.
All: Whoo!
Leo: First shot.

Dr. Keppler: Everything looks good.

Jesse: That's a matter of opinion.

Dr. Keppler: No sign of trauma or concussion.
Tad: Let me ask you something, Doc.
Dr. Keppler: Sure.
Tad: This bump on the head -- could it make me see things?
Dr. Keppler: Dancing elephants?
Tad: Sort of.
Dr. Keppler: Tad, physically, you're really fine. Why? Are you seeing things?

Jake: Tad, they said you were in a -- what happened?
Tad: I see dead people.
Dr. Keppler: Your son's funny, Joe. Always been like this?
Jake: You see dead people?

Jesse: You keep it up, they going to slap one of those nice little white jackets on you before you can say, "whoop, whoop, whoop, where's my breakfast?"

Tad: I was just kidding with you.
Jake: Ha, ha. So, what did you do, anyway?
Joe: He fell. He's got quite a lump on his head. Take a look.
Jake: How'd you fall?

Jesse: He fainted. Like a punk.

Jake: Oh, jeez, Tad. Don't tell me you were in another fight.
Tad: Fight?
Jake: With Hayward. The last time I saw you, you were ready to kill him. Did you do something crazy?
Tad: What? Why do you say something like -- do I look crazy?
Jake: Dad, tell him how he looks.
Joe: Yeah, he looks crazy. Maybe it's the wires that are coming out of your head, Son.
Tad: Listen, I'm fine. Don't you worry about me. You're the one that's working for the lunatic.
Jake: Hey, I know what I'm doing. Do you?
Tad: Yeah, I know exactly what I'm doing.
Joe: All right, guys. Now, listen up, please. Just calm down. Now, I want to say something right now. I've been fighting my own battles ever since before you guys were born, and I don't expect to have my life taken over now by you guys. Now, I'm going to brain both of you if either of you try.

Jesse: You need to listen to your father, Tad. Tell your brother to do the same.

Tad: I'm so tired.
Joe: Well, ok. You just get some rest. I want to keep you under observation for a couple of hours just to make sure you don't get dizzy or nauseated, ok?
Tad: Fine.
Joe: Yeah.
Jake: Well, I'm glad you're ok.
Tad: Yeah, I'm ok. Are you?
Joe: Ok. Some other time. Some other time. Come on.
Jake: Get some rest, Bruiser.

Jesse: Y'all are some hardheaded white boys, huh? You and your brother.
Tad: I don't need this. I don't need this, and I don't need you. I don't need any of it.

Jesse: Well, you can run, but you can't hide.

Ryan: I swear to you, it was like she was right here holding my hand. Like she was kissing me, telling me that she's always going to love me. Do you believe in that kind of thing?
Liza: I believe that we do what we can to survive. And I believe that if Gillian came to you in a dream, and she told you good-bye, and she told you she loves you, that that's really beautiful.
Ryan: It wasn't the first time that I felt her here, though. This -- this has been going on for weeks.
Liza: Well, then, it's good that you're in touch with your feelings.
Ryan: Yeah. Do you think this is her way of saying good-bye? Telling me that I don't have to worry about her anymore? It's just that I loved her more than I ever thought I could love anybody.
Liza: I know. And she's gone. And you're going to have to learn how to live your life without her. And she would want you to. Ryan, you know I thought I lot about her when I was gone. And I thought how nice it would be to build a memorial for Gillian.
Ryan: What do you mean?
Liza: Well, I thought maybe you could start a fund, and you could build a playground in Gillian's honor.
Ryan: Why?
Liza: Well, she loved children, didn't she?
Ryan: Yeah, she did. So much.
Liza: Well, she was a free spirit. She was open and so loving, and she was like a child. I mean, that would be a beautiful way to remember her, don't you think?
Ryan: Yeah. I do. I really like that. I mean, I was such a mess at her funeral, I never -- there was never a chance for me to honor her memory.
Liza: Ryan, it was sudden. I mean, you weren't ready.
Ryan: But I am now. I'm ready now. I can say good-bye.
Liza: So, are you ok? Because I really should be going home. Ok. I'll see you soon.
Ryan: Liza? My mother died.

Roger: I mean it, Greenlee. Don't run after Jake.
Greenlee: I should call him on his cell. I don't want him to be mad at me. I thought you're not allowed in the building.
Roger: I was thinking about you, and I just wanted to see how you were doing.
Greenlee: How'd you get past security?
Roger: Oh, don't worry about that. You know, Erica and I are just fine.
[Intercom buzzes]
Greenlee: Yeah, Miles. Ok. I'll be right there. Um, Daddy, I have to go to production. Wait here for me?
Roger: Oh, of course. Sure.

Roger: Yeah, the software is fully operational. Right now. We're back in.

[Laura remembers]

Greenlee's voice: Erica wants to hire Leo to work on the new ad campaign. To work with me.

[Laura imagines Leo and Greenlee working together]

Leo: If research is correct, it shows that here is the one we should use on this. Here it is.
Greenlee: I can't wait much longer for you to be mine, Baby. Leo: You won't have to.

[Laura can't catch her breath]

Edmund: Laura? Laura?
Laura: Help me.
Edmund: Calm down. Hang on, hang on.

Tad: Ok. I'm not talking to myself. I'm not talking to myself. There are no visits from beyond. There are no such thing as --

Jesse: Ghosts?

Tad: No! No, no! Get out of here! Go! Get out of here, you supernatural --
Dixie: Tad? Honey, who are you talking to?

Liza: Your mother died?
Ryan: Yeah.
Liza: When did she --
Ryan: I just found out. And I'm really not handling it as well as I thought I would. I mean, she wasn't exactly a model parent, but --
Liza: But she's your mother.
Ryan: Yeah.
Liza: Oh.

Edmund: We need a doctor! We need a doctor!

[Music plays]

Brooke: Leo? Laura? Are you guys home? Hello. I just brought a little gift. Hello? Are you guys home? Leo? Laura? Hello, hello, hello, hello. Hello? I guess not. So, listen --

Edmund: Ok, right here.
Laura: No, get Leo. Where's Leo? Get him!
Edmund: Take care of her.
Nurse: Relax, relax. Breathe.

Edmund: Greenlee. This is Edmund Grey. Laura's at the hospital.
Greenlee: I just talked to her.
Edmund: Where is Leo?
Greenlee: I don't know.

[Brooke finds a note from Leo to Laura - with his wedding ring taped to it]

Brooke: Oh, my God. Oh, Leo, what have you done?

Jake: Laura?
Laura: Find him, Edmund. Find Leo.
Jake: What happened?
Laura: Find my husband!
Jake: Ok, calm down, calm down. Tell me what happened.
Edmund, what's going on?
Laura: Leo!
Jake: Laura?
Laura: Leo!


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Ryan: Go home with your husband.
Liza: How could you side with him?

Jesse: I'm here trying to keep your butt out of trouble.
Tad: I told you -- I'm not in trouble.

Indy: Heads, you go home to Mrs. Leo. Tails -- you come with me.