PREVIOUSLY - - - ON ALL MY CHILDREN


Hayley: Mateo changed the combination. I wonder why.

Erica: I want you out of my house!
Bianca: Mom, Mom! Let her go!

Greenlee: If you want to win, you have to beat David at his own game.
Jake: So you're saying think less like a Martin and more like a Hayward.

David: Looking for excitement, danger? How about something forbidden?

TODAY'S - - - ALL MY CHILDREN


[Mac groans]

Anna: What the hell are you doing in my house?
Anna: Mac.

Jake: Here you are, David. This ought to make your day.
David: And what's that? Your resignation from the research project. And what brought this on?
Jake: You. You set me up.
David: And how do you figure that, Jake?
Jake: Because you offered me a job you knew I could never turn down. And then you immediately set out to destroy my father's reputation, knowing full well that I could never stomach working for you after that.
David: Well, you know, it never looks good when somebody doesn't follow through on a commitment. But I guess you know all about that, huh, Jake? I mean, after all, you did drop out of med school your first go-around. Seems to be an ongoing pattern with you. Wait a minute. You forgot to sign it.
Jake: You transparent Jackass. I was right.
David: About what?
Jake: This, David. This is what you were gunning for all along.

Jack: So I got a message that you wanted to see me.
Erica: Jackson, tell me everything that you found out about this horrid little Frankie person.
Jack: My God, you really do live in your own little world, don't you?
Erica: Jackson, please, sit down.
Jack: I don't work for you anymore, Erica. Remember? We've been over this.
Erica: Jack, I don't care where you earn your living. We -- we have a long-standing relationship.
Jack: Oh, I don't know. I seem to recall being knocked down a few times.
Erica: Jack, please. Just -- just sit. Please, Jack.
Erica: Now, tell me, what did you find out about this girl who's trying to grift me?
Jack: Look, I'm going to say this one more time, Erica -- I do not work for you any longer.
Erica: Jack.
Jack: I work for the people now, ok?
Erica: Well, I'm people.
Jack: No, Honey, you are not people. You never have been and never will be, ok?
Erica: Ok, Jack, I know that you like to tease me, but I also know that I can come to you for things like that. My goodness -- I mean, we're family.
Jack: In the most dysfunctional meaning of the word.
Erica: Jack, please don't do this. Please don't be cross. Jack, there is really something about this girl that we cannot trust.
Jack: We? We?
Erica: Yes.
Jack: Have you been hearing a word I've been saying since you brought me here?
Erica: Yes. Yes, yes, yes, Jack. Look, this girl is after my daughter, Jack. We have got to stop her.

Frankie: Can I get one of those coffees? I am so not awake yet.
Bianca: This is you not awake?
Frankie: I'm trying to ditch that guy who was following us.
Bianca: Somebody was following us?
Frankie: Looked a hell of a lot like a truant officer to me.
Bianca: Is he gone?
Frankie: You are so hysterical.
Bianca: I am?
Frankie: And gullible. Oh, very small-town Bianca. Hey, but kind of adorable in a suburban, Stepford kind of way.
Bianca: Frankie?
Frankie: Yeah? Bianca: I ain't half as gullible as you think I am.

Hayley: Not my birthday. Not Mateo's, not our anniversary.
Mateo: What are you doing?
Hayley: I'm trying to figure out what the hell you're hiding from me, Mateo. How's that?
Mateo: I'm not hiding anything, for crying out loud. Nothing.
Hayley: Is that why you changed the combination on the safe?
Mateo: No, Honey -- it is so not a big deal. I -- I change it every so often. I read this manual on small-business --
Hayley: I am not an idiot, Mateo.
Mateo: Safety and it said -- I'm not saying you are an idiot!
Hayley: I walked in here last night and you were over the safe and you jumped away from it like it was on fire. Ok, now you're scaring me.
Mateo: Why are you scared?
Hayley: Because you're looking me in the face and you're lying to me, and we don't do that. You've got to tell me the truth right now, Mateo, or we're going to have a major problem here.
Mateo: All right! All right. I'll -- I'll tell you. I'll tell you.

David: I don't know what you're getting at, Jake.
Jake: You sucked me into a research project knowing damn well it was something I wanted to do. Then you set me up, and you left me no option but to pull out, thinking that it makes you look like you're strong and unbiased and makes me look like I'm weak and spineless. It's not a bad plan, David -- take out two Martins with one stone.
David: Hey, you're the one who dropped out, ok? You're the one resigning. I didn't ask you to do that, Jake.
Jake: You know what, though? Here's the punch line, David -- you're stuck with me. I'm not going anywhere.

Anna: Mac. Oh, Mac Scorpio. Hi. You scared me. Did I hurt you?
Mac: No, I'm fine.
Anna: I thought you were an intruder.
Mac: Yeah, I got that. Next time, I'll wait in the lobby with a newspaper.
Anna: Oh, it's good to see you.
Mac: You know, I figured since you were doing nothing about coming to Port Charles to see me, I'd come find you myself.
Anna: Sorry. It's been a difficult time for me. Um -- I have a brother that I didn't know about. Well, I do. And Alex is gone, wherever, for god knows how long and so I've been trying to look after him on my own and I just -- I just moved into this hotel.
Mac: And you send me an e-mail to tell me that Robert is really gone. Anna, you get your memory back, you remember that Robert is really dead. And you send me an e-mail to tell me? What is that? Who the hell have you turned yourself into to survive?

Jack: Ok, then, if you would explain to me what this problem is. Is it about Frankie hanging around with my niece?
Erica: Do I have to explain this, Jack? The girl threw herself up on the hood of my car, then she screamed that I ran her over, made the police treat me like a criminal for a night, and by morning, she had gone to Donald Steele, to "The Exposer." She sold the story to the tabloids. But as if that weren't enough, before I turned around, she was in my daughter's bathroom, Jack. She took a shower, she just made herself completely at home -- in my home. Jack, she's an operator.
Jack: Erica, you don't know that for sure.
Erica: What is worse is that Bianca is so sweet. Oh, she's so sweet. She's so vulnerable, and so now she is just giving this girl food, clothing, and shelter, which makes me, of course, look like that bad guy again.
Jack: Poor you.
Erica: Jackson, certainly you can't think that somebody like this is a good influence on your niece, can you?
Jack: Frankly, I don't know if she's a good influence or a bad influence. I have no idea.
Erica: Well, then the research you did on her background is simply not extensive enough.
Jack: Well, you know, technically, you are correct because I did no research on her background.
Erica: You didn't do it for me?
Jack: Amazing. Hallelujah. That's the first thing you've actually heard come out of my mouth since you brought me here.
Erica: Oh, Jack, how could you?
Jack: How could --
Erica: Yes.
Jack: Let me review for you, Erica, if I may, ok? I am now employed by the office of the district attorney --
Erica: Oh.
Jack: Not by you. That means the DA is my boss, not you. And that means I take orders from the DA not you. Now, could I possibly be any clearer?
Erica: I didn't give you any orders. Jack, I made a request. And Bianca is your niece. Jack, I should think that you'd want to help.
Jack: Bianca is a self-sufficient and very mature young woman, and if she needs my help, your help, or anybody else's help she will ask for it.
Erica: Bianca is 17! I don't think that you understand the seriousness of what's going on here, Jack.
Jack: Oh, I think I do. I absolutely think I do, and now it's time for me to go back to my real job.

Chris: You wanted to see me?
Erica: Yes.
Jack: Well, isn't that coincidental. Could you tell me, Mr. Stamp, at what time did you receive your request from her royal highness to grace her with your presence?
Chris: Now.
Jack: Isn't that funny -- 10 minutes after mine.
Chris: I'm just guessing, but not a coincidence.
Jack: I'm just guessing, but you're probably right.
Erica: Oh, hello?
Chris: Uh, I don't like games, boss lady.
Jack: Well, seems like we share that. She's all yours.
Erica: Jack, don't do this. Please don't go away. Don't leave me mad.
Jack: All right, then I'll just leave.

Erica: Mr. Stamp, please stay - please.

Mateo: Here's the deal -- I don't completely trust Chris Stamp. Ok? And that's why I change that from time to time. That's why I do that. The reason why I didn't tell you was because you need to know that I want you to concentrate on the baby. You don't need to be worrying about what's going on here.
Hayley: You don't think he's dangerous, do you?
Mateo: No. You see? I don't want you to worry, ok?
Hayley: But you do think that he seems a little bit curious about things?
Mateo: Yeah. Why?
Hayley: Hmm, nothing. I just thought he may have been listening in on a conversation Ryan and I were having yesterday. Maybe he's just lonely or nosy or something -- I don't know.
Mateo: There you go.
Hayley: Why didn't you just tell me this?
Mateo: I just did.
Hayley: Mateo, we used to share everything about this business before.
Mateo: Well, that was before you gave me that beautiful gift.
Hayley: That necktie you never wear? I love the baby, too, so much.
Mateo: You're everything, you know that? You and the boys are everything to me.

Chris: Stay? Stay for what, Ms. Kane?
Erica: Please. Please, just give me a few minutes to explain.
Chris: I hate games. But I listen.
Erica: I would never resort to games with you, Mr. Stamp. Again -- I mean, ever, ever again. I swear. Look, I will tell you -- the true reason that I invited you and Jackson here at the same time is because I was hoping that you could pool the information that you gathered about this -- this horrid, this Frankie, this grifter. Jack let me down.
Chris: And you think I won't?
Erica: Mr. Stamp, I need to know who she is and what she wants from me and from my daughter. I need this. Please. I mean, did you talk to people about her, your people?
Chris: I made a few calls.
Erica: Well, that's wonderful. And?
Chris: Nothing. There is nothing on a Mary Frances Stone anywhere.
Erica: But then she's clearly using an alias.
Chris: Oh, that's one theory, but it's also possible she could be exactly who she says she is and she's never been in any kind of trouble, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Who did you speak to?
Chris: None of you -- no one you would care to know about.
Erica: F.B.I. people?
Chris: Are you serious?
Erica: Well, sure, why not? I mean, you work for the bureau. I just naturally assumed --
Chris: That I would use the federal government's resources to run your personal errands?
Erica: Yes.
Chris: Let me ask you something.
Erica: Ok. Chris: Does the phrase "invasion of privacy" have any meaning whatsoever to you?
Erica: Oh, come on. Invasion of privacy has nothing to do with this, my livelihood and my daughter's safety is at stake.
Chris: Why don't you just face it? You don't like the girl. She's one of your wrong-way rubbers.
Erica: I beg your pardon?
Chris: Mary Frances, Frankie -- whatever. She just happens to rub you the wrong way, and you're not going to be content until she's been eliminated from your orbit. Well, I'm sorry. I will not do that for you.
Erica: Ah. I see.
Chris: Good.
Erica: This is quite, quite an opinion coming from you.
Chris: Oh, really? And why is that, Ms. Kane?
Erica: You. You take over my entire business so that you can operate your -- your undercover sting? And you don't care at all about how my whole company and I have been put in jeopardy. We don't know what kind of disgusting drug dealing is going on.
Chris: That's apples and oranges, Ms. Kane. You just let it go.
Erica: Uh-uh. I'm not going to let it go. As a matter of fact, I think I'm going to let it out. One call from me to the press and your undercover sting is over.
Chris: Don't you dare.
Erica: Oh, I guess you've never been on the other side of a dare from me, Mr. Stamp. It's your call.

Frankie: Oh, what, so you're going to eat and not talk to me now?
Bianca: Yeah.
Frankie: Why?
Bianca: Because you actually thought that I was afraid that there was some truant officer following us in his little uniform or something. I mean, what do you think -- I live in a "Little Rascals" episode?
Frankie: Well, you live with one of the most famous women in America.
Bianca: Yeah, so sue me.
Frankie: Hey, I live out of a knapsack most of the time.
Bianca: Good for you.
Frankie: No worries, no obligations.
Bianca: I bet you have worries. You just pretend you don't.
Frankie: Are you mad at me or something?
Bianca: No.
Frankie: Well, then what's your problem, then?
Bianca: I just -- I don't like being infantilized by somebody who thinks that she's better than me because she lives out of her knapsack. And I happen to have a very successful mother who treats me well.
Frankie: "Infantilized"?
Bianca: Hmm. I had a lot of therapy.
Frankie: Really?
Bianca: Mm-hmm. But I'm all better now. Look, my eyes only roll back in my head once or twice a day. Oh, and, Frankie, just as a 411?
Frankie: Yeah?
Bianca: I didn't cut school to be with you here today. I have an independent study. I just went into school to get some books so that I could do a report. I wouldn't have let you tear me away from anything really important, ok?
Frankie: Ok, ok! You can hold your own. I get it.
Bianca: Oh, well, thank you, all-mighty free spirit.
Frankie: Yeah, I am and it suits me.
Bianca: Does lying?
Frankie: I don't lie.
Bianca: Oh, really?
Frankie: Yeah, really. What are you getting at, Bianca?
Bianca: Oh, I don't know. Just yesterday, you told me that you were here in town to register for classes at Pine Valley University and to get a job. Are you planning on doing any of that today or do you expect me to pay your way from now until the end of time?

Anna: I could've handled that better. I'm sorry. I should have.
Mac: Then why didn't you?
Anna: I don't know, Mac. Maybe it was all just too much to process quickly. After I remembered what had actually happened to -- well, I wanted to go see Robin and tell her in person about her father. And I should've extended the same courtesy to you, but I didn't. I'm sorry.
Mac: Why have you held me off?
Anna: No, it's not you. It's everyone. I've been through hell and back. I mean, I know that's happened before, but I think what's different now is that I realize I -- I only have enough courage left for me. I'm being honest. And I figured that if anybody could understand that or forgive me, it would be you.
Mac: I could call you a lot of things right now. But coward would never be one of them. Look, if you promise not to get me in a headlock, can we hug each other maybe?
Anna: Oh, it's so good to see you. Hmm! God, it's good to see you. You look great. You don't look a day older.
Mac: Well, you're blind, but I'll take that.
Anna: God, how is everyone? You know, Felicia and Bobbie? How's Bobbie?
Mac: Wait a minute. We're not going to do that here.
Anna: Why not?
Mac: Because you're coming back with me.
Anna: Oh, sure, yeah. Eventually I will, for a visit.
Mac: A visit?
Anna: Mm-hmm.
Mac: A visit? Anna, that's your me. That's Robin's home. My home. Robert's, too. Look, maybe isn't it time that you put all this negative stuff that you've had to cope with behind you and just come home?
Anna: No, I can't go back with you.
Mac: What?
Anna: Really. Not now, not ever.
Anna: I guess everybody thinks I should be going back to Port Charles. I just can't. I can't. I -- I have to stay here for now. Maybe it's because this is where I found who I am again, that this is where I should be.
Mac: Can -- can I ask you a nosy family question?
Anna: What?
Mac: Are you staying in Pine Valley because you met someone?
Anna: A man?
Mac: Unless there's something else you want to tell me.
Anna: No. I haven't met anyone. Uh -- Edmund Grey -- he's Dimitri's brother. I mean, for a while there it felt maybe -- but it didn't work out.
Mac: Bull.
Anna: I'm sorry?
Mac: Come on, Anna. What are you doing here?

Jake: Well, let me spell it out for you, David. Because not only am I not resigning, but my research is going to take off with such a huge success that my entire life is going to change because of it. And my career's going to take off like a booster rocket.
David: Yeah, well, you got the whole thing worked out, huh, Jake?
Jake: Yeah, you bet I do.
David: Yeah, right. Well, let me tell you something. Out here in the real world --
Jake: Yeah.
David: Where real people live and function, Jake, it's good to have street smarts. Now, either you have them or you don't. Now, I hate to inform you of this, my old ex-buddy, but you don't have them. Now, that's not something that you learn at your age, old boy.
Jake: We'll see about that.
David: Yeah, we will. Because you see, Jake, I'm going to have your father's job. And when I'm chief of staff and your daddy isn't, guess who's going to be calling all the shots about everything around here.
Jake: You know, David, as I understand it, that ultimately the hospital board calls all of the shots -- I mean, at the end of the day. Wouldn't you agree?
David: Yeah, sure, sure, but that's the same hospital board that voted to reinstate me when your daddy tried to oust me. And that's the same board that's going to give me his job when he steps down.
Jake: Oh, so you think money talks, right?
David: Um, yeah, I would say it does.
Jake: That's why you threw around that $30 million lawsuit at the hospital board meeting a couple of weeks ago. Yeah. Huh. You got to penetrate them in the pockets to make them listen to you, right?
David: Hey, you see, now, it worked there, didn't it?
Jake: It sure did. Oh, man. And you know what? I've really copied you on this one because just like a little kid in third grade who doesn't have the answer to a math test and he takes a little peek over at his buddy to get an answer -- that's what I'm doing with you, David.
David: What are you babbling about, Jake?
Jake: Babbling about the terminator.
David: The what?
Jake: Say hello to Arnold.

Erica: I have access to every major newspaper in this country, Mr. Stamp. I am very well-known, and I am very much desired by all of them. So if you won't help me, I swear I --
Chris: This is my last and final warning. You keep your mouth shut about my operation. Do you understand me?
Erica: I will if you help me.
Chris: Ms. Kane, don't you dare go there.
Erica: I need to know what this Frankie person is after.
Chris: Has she filed any charges against you for this accident?
Erica: Not yet.
Chris: Then let it go.
Erica: Look, you don't understand. She knows she can't win against me. So she's gone against -- she's gone after someone who's so much more susceptible.
Chris: Bianca?
Erica: Yes. And I have to protect my child at all costs, Mr. Stamp.

Bianca: Are you really in town to go to college?
Frankie: Yes.
Bianca: And get a job?
Frankie: Yes!
Bianca: And?
Frankie: And it's not that easy, ok?
Bianca: Where did you stay last night?
Frankie: Why?
Bianca: I just want to know.
Frankie: Ok. I stayed in a -- all right, look. I know how to do this thing where if you go to a hotel and you go to the lobby and if you play it right, well, then you can catch some shuteye without anyone seeing you or tossing you out.
Bianca: You slept in the lobby of a hotel last night?
Frankie: And got a hot shower in someone's room while they went to the gym.
Bianca: Jeez.
Frankie: Well, I don't have a lot of money, and school and housing -- well, that costs a lot of money, Bianca.
Bianca: Well, are you planning on getting work?
Frankie: You don't even know how many places I went to yesterday to try.
Bianca: No luck?
Frankie: Have you read the papers lately? The economy stinks.
Bianca: There has to be something. Maybe you're being too picky.
Frankie: No, I'm not being too picky, ok? Look, I don't have references, ok? And, well, I kind of look like some stowaway. No one wants to take a chance on me, not even as a chambermaid. Really. I was beginning to wonder if your mother, you know, tried to blackball me at every restaurant in town.
Bianca: She wouldn't do that. She wouldn't.
Frankie: I don't know. I guess it's my fault.
Bianca: Well, that's all going to change right now. Clean all this stuff up. Don't leave a mess.
Frankie: I wouldn't. Well, where are we going?
Bianca: We're going to get you a job. Run! Run!

Hayley: Can you do me a favor?
Mateo: What?
Hayley: Don't protect me like that anymore. It makes me not trust you, and I don't want to feel that way about you anymore.
Mateo: Come on, come on.
Hayley: We're in this together, ok?
Mateo: Ok.
Hayley: Your mom said she'd watch the baby all morning.
Mateo: She's got a new hobby, huh?
Hayley: Tell me about it. And you're not going to open up here for a while, are you?
Mateo: No. You getting any ideas, young lady?
Hayley: I always have ideas around you.

[Phone rings]

Hayley: I probably just shouldn't have them around a phone.
Mateo: Hey, hold that thought.

Mateo: S.O.S.
Disguised voice: You carry out orders well. You made the pickup and stored what you were given all according to plan.
Mateo: What can I do for you?
Disguised voice: How polite. Good cover for the wife. Don't let her in on our secret, Mr. Santos. That would be a fatal mistake.

Hayley: Who is that?
Mateo: It's that -- it's that liquor distributor who lives to torment me. Can I -- I just -- I need a few minutes to talk to him and set up -- I'll be back.
Hayley: Fine, I'll go to the little girls' room.
Mateo: All right, all right. I'll be -- I'll be right here.

Mateo: Now you shut up and you listen to me, all right? Don't you ever bring my wife into this. You understand me? Don't mention her name, don't say anything --
Disguised voice: Mr. Santos, you don't tell us what to do.
Mateo: Look, I don't care if I got your stinking drugs in my safe. I won't put up with this. You understand me? I'll go to the cops. I don't care if I do time. You leave my family out of this! What, are you bugging my -- bugging my restaurant, huh? You got bugs in my office? You know what I'm going to be doing before I even --
Disguised voice: You need to relax.
Mateo: Listen to me. You stay away from my family or I'm going to the cops.
Disguised voice: You sound serious.
Mateo: Dead serious. Dead serious.

Hayley: That is one nasty liquor distributor.
Mateo: Can we get out of here?
Hayley: Yeah, sure. Where do you want to go?
Mateo: Out.
Hayley: Out of the office?
Mateo: Out of the club, ok?
Hayley: Fine, ok. What do you want to do?
Mateo: Uh -- it'll be our surprise, ok? My surprise. Come on.

Phoebe: As you can see, Dr. Hayward, I am prepared to give a very large donation to this hospital. Again.
David: Well, as always, Mrs. Wallingford, your generosity is boundless.
Phoebe: Oh, stuff it. Now, I'm giving the money in the form of a trust which is to be overseen and managed by the only man who's ever been necessary as chief of staff of this hospital -- Dr. Joe Martin. I know you are a brilliant surgeon, but I cannot stand people who threaten other people, try to dislodge them just because they're getting older and maybe a little less spry than you are. Well, that's called ageism, doctor, and I don't like it. In fact, it's shameful. It really stinks. Well, now I'm finished here. So, Jake, Darling, would you be good enough to do the honors and take me out to the hall where my driver is waiting?
Jake: Absolutely. I got you, Phoebe. Oh, Joanna, could you please --

Jake: How does it feel?
David: You better like being watched like a hawk, Jake, and I don't mean just by me.
Jake: Oh, no, no, that's good, that's great. Actually, I welcome the scrutiny. And I hope you do, too. Get used to it, Hayward. You can't be top dog forever.

Anna: Don't be so suspicious.
Mac: Come on, Anna. I know you. You're on a case, aren't you?
Anna: Even if I were, Mac --
Mac: You wouldn't tell me, would you? Come on. You're not going to give me anything here, are you?
Anna: Would you let me do this at my own pace?
Mac: I don't have a choice, do I? Yes, yes, you know I can.
Anna: It's lovely to see you here.
Mac: But you don't want me popping up unannounced for a while, do you? Will you at least call me once in a while?
Anna: Yeah. No more e-mails, I promise.
Mac: It's great having you back.
Anna: Oh. It's good to be back. Listen, thank you for looking after Robin all those years. I never said that.
Mac: I love her. She's a beautiful young woman.
Anna: She's beautiful.
Mac: She is.
Anna: So say hi to everyone.
Mac: Everyone?
Anna: No. Edit for me. You know who I like.
Mac: Good-bye.
Anna: Bye.

Mac: Oh, Anna, you are up to something.

Bianca: Opal, hey.
Opal: Hi, Honey. How are you?
Bianca: I'm good. I wanted to introduce you to my friend Mary Frances. This is the woman I was telling you about.
Frankie: Hi. Nice to meet you.
Opal: Well, you told your friend about me.
Bianca: Uh -- look, Opal, let me cut to the chase. I called the Glamorama and they told me that you were here on a business meeting.
Opal: So you tracked me down so I can meet your friend.
Bianca: She needs a job.
Opal: Ah. From me? You know, you look a little familiar. Wait a minute now. Isn't she the girl that --
Bianca: Yes, yes, Mom hit her with her car. And I know what she's probably told you about her, but she's wrong about Frankie.
Opal: Frankie? Well, then what's with the Mary Frances stuff?
Frankie: I don't like the name, either, if that helps.
Opal: Now, what is it that the two of you would like from me?
Bianca: An open mind.
Opal: And?
Bianca: Free room and board for Frankie with you if she works at the Glam doing whatever you need her to do. What do you say, Opal?

Erica: I mean, when -- when your child is in danger, Mr. Stamp, you will just do anything. Anything.
Chris: Ms. Kane, I'll see what I can do. What now?
Erica: I'm just depending on you the way I depend on all my friends.
Chris: Do you call all of your friends Mister?
Erica: Maybe if you're nice to me, we can --
Chris: Nice? You're incredible.
Erica: Thank you. I still want that girl out of here. I want her gone.
Erica: I do get what I want.

Opal: You know, Honey, you never asked me for a thing, but now you're kind of asking me for a whole lot on the spot.
Bianca: I'm vouching for her, Opal, 100%.
Opal: Yeah, I got that, but I'm going to need some references before I could, you know -- oh, Erica.
Erica: What on earth is this?
Bianca: Well, Opal is -- is very generously thinking of offering Frankie a job.
Erica: Opal! You -- stop thinking about that! I insist!
Opal: Says who?
Erica: And you -- you -- just -- I forbid it. You -- you cannot hire her. And you have so much explaining to do.
Opal: You forbid it? Since when?
Bianca: Mom, you don't understand this. Just -- you're not being fair.
Erica: Not being fair? This is a con artist. She wants everything that we have!
Frankie: Will you give it up, please!
Erica: Opal, you saw the tabloids.
Frankie: I did it for the money. Ok? I really needed it.
Erica: Yeah, no kidding. You see? Frankie: I'm not going to sue you, ok? And I'm not going to go sue anyone else. Your car is fine. I'm fine. I just need a job. End of story.
Erica: It certainly is the end of the story because you are not going to work at the Glamorama.
Opal: Says you? That is my shop, remember, Honey? As soon as you can sign off on a W-2, you're on.
Bianca: Opal, you rock!
Frankie: Thank you, Ma'am.
Opal: Don't call me Ma'am, ever.

Erica: Opal!
Opal: And as for you, Missy, you just better put a muzzle on it or you' going to be minus one good friend. I don't tell you how to run Enchantment. You do not tell me how to run the Glam.
Erica: Well, I am going to so enjoy telling you that I told you so when this little thief cleans you out.

Opal: Don't make her right. You hear?

Mateo: I just -- I don't know, I just wanted to spend some time here with you, you know? This is where I -- I stopped wandering when I was lost. And I found you. I found myself.
Hayley: Mateo --
Mateo: I just -- I want to hold on to this place forever, you know. I never want to lose what we started here.
Hayley: Well, we won't. And the baby only makes our bond stronger, don't you think?
Mateo: Yeah. Listen, no matter what I do or how far away I am, I want you to know that I love you with everything I have. You know that, right?

[Camera clicks]

David: All right, Devane, open up! I've had a lousy day, so I want you to open this door right now, before I come --

[Anna answers the door - dressed only in a towel]

Anna: What's up, Doc?


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

David: Please don't tell me that you were offended that I nearly knocked down your door.
Anna: No. I like it.

Leo: Laura, what are you doing?
Brooke: Honey, what are you doing?

Man: You say that you've been acting irrationally. Is that why you came to see me, Mrs. du Pres?