PREVIOUSLY ON - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Roger: Excuse me, Buddy.
Chris: Don't call me Buddy. Ok, Pal?

Gillian: So this is part of the puzzle?
Jesse: Just -- keep listening.

Jake: Hayward won that round. You lost. If I do choose to work with him, I can do the research that I've always wanted to do.

Liza: There's a lot that has to change. And if it doesn't --
Adam: It will.
Liza: We will not be married in six months.


Liza: All done?
Adam: She went to sleep with a big smile on her face.
Liza: Well, she really likes your stories.
Adam: Well, she wasn't the only one. I saw you in the mirror, listening.
Liza: So, what did Snow White do when she won her lawsuit against her wicked stepmother?
Adam: Ah, well, she used her settlement to start her own company.
Liza: Well, then she didn't need to marry the prince.
Adam: Well, she didn't need to. She wanted to. They worked together side by side.
Liza: Partners.
Adam: Mm-hmm. Very successful. They made elevator shoes for dwarfs. They of course lived happily ever after.
Liza: You know, my father used to tell me stories. I used to look forward to every word. I believed them.
Adam: Because they're true.
Liza: They're fairy tales.
Adam: They're true for us.
Liza: Well, we'll see.
Adam: Liza, I know we're working very hard to try to mend things between us, but -- well, there's one thing we've always gotten right, right from the start.
Liza: No, Adam.
Adam: It's a way back. Our bed is one place we've always been able to trust each other.
Liza: I'm not ready.
Adam: Then how come I see something in your face that says you are? I think you want me as much as I want you.

[Phone rings]

Liza: Ahem. Yes.
Mia: I need to see you.
Liza: That'll have to wait.
Mia: Look, if you want me to take this DNA test, you're going to have to come up with the money you promised.
Liza: Tomorrow.
Mia: No. Right now.
Liza: That's impossible.
Mia: It'll take you two minutes. I'm right outside the door.
Liza: Here?
Mia: Come out or I'm coming in.

[Erica screams]

Greenlee: Your poor Dad. He's so sweet. Are you sure everything's going to be all right?
Jake: Yeah. Yeah, it looks that way. It's scary, though.
Greenlee: I bet. Well, what did you mean when you said "heart episode" -- you mean like a heart attack?
Jake: No, it's not a heart attack. It's arrhythmia.
Greenlee: Oh. That's no big deal.
Jake: Well, since when did you become the arrhythmia expert?
Greenlee: Isn't that what the vice president has? And he practically runs the country.
Jake: Well, yeah, but, you see, his is --
Greenlee: Hey! My grandfather knows him -- the vice president. Do you want me to find out about that doohickey in his chest?
Jake: No -- thanks, thanks. Actually, we're on top of it.
Greenlee: Well, good. Then let's stop talking diseases and have some fun.
Jake: Ok. Ahem. Me first. I was offered a job and grant money today. Kind of a prestigious thing at the hospital, both by the Warneford Chair and by --
Greenlee: Ooh! If they call it a chair, it's a big deal. Hmm?

Jake: What -- Bianca. Hey.
Bianca: Hey.
Jake: How are you?
Bianca: I'm all right. Oh, I was here with my mom, and I'm leaving now.
Jake: Ok, ok. Are you sure you don't need a lift?
Bianca: Oh, no --
Greenlee: She's sure.
Bianca: Yes, I'm sure.
Jake: Ok.
Bianca: See you later.
Jake: Well, have a good night.
Bianca: Thanks.

Greenlee: So, back to this chair thing. It's pretty nifty, huh?
Jake: Yeah, actually it's an unbelievable position as far as research and recognition
Greenlee: So why aren't you buying champagne?
Jake: Because the guy who offered it to me is David Hayward.
Greenlee: So?
Jake: So? Greenlee. David Hayward's responsible for almost every terrible thing that's happened to my family in the last year.
Greenlee: Hmm. So you're going to punish him by denying this great opportunity. Good plan.

Man: Hi, beautiful. I'm Julian. You leaving already?
Bianca: Yes. Yes, I am.
Julian: Really? Can't I change your mind -- buy you a drink?
Bianca: No, thanks anyway. I'm ready to go.
Julian: Wait. You don't know what I have in mind.
Bianca: Thank you anyway.
Julian: I saw you inside with Erica Kane. You're her daughter. I've read all about you.
Bianca: You know, have a nice life.
Julian: Do you get off on being a tease?
Bianca: What? No.
Julian: What are you doing here if you're not looking for action -- if you know what I mean.
Bianca: Yes, I do know what you mean even though you're being so incredibly subtle.
Julian: Hey, what is wrong with you?
Bianca: Nothing. I'm just -- I'm not interested, ok -- if you know what I mean.
Julian: You're sick. I think you're one of those man-hating Lesbos. Hey, I'm not done with you yet.

Bianca: Hey, hey -- no!
Ryan: She said no! Do you understand what that means?
Bianca: Ryan!
Ryan: What, are you ugly and stupid?
Julian: Look, I was just talking to the lady.
Ryan: Yeah, well, not anymore you're not. I hate guys like you -- guys that think they're God's gift to women.
Bianca: Ryan, stop it! Please!
Gillian: Ryan! What is he doing?
Julian: Ok! I'm sorry! Call him off!
Bianca: Ryan, stop it!
Julian: She's saying stop it! Come on, Buddy.
Ryan: My name's not Buddy!
Bianca: Ryan! Ryan!

Gillian: He's going to kill that man, Jesse.
We have to do something.
Jesse: No, we ain't in it, Darling. We're just watching.

Bianca: Please! You're hurting him! Ryan!

[Erica screams]

Chris: You calm down! Just calm down! Calm down. I'm going to take my hand off your mouth. Look, promise to make not a -- make a sound?
Erica: What are you doing?
Chris: Behave yourself! I'm just trying to help you.
Erica: Oh, some help!
Chris: Are you going to shut up? Shut up. Ok?
Erica: You are dead meat, Mr. Stamp. Years from now when you find yourself a ruined, pathetic, friendless husk, you will wonder why you ever had a thought in your head that you could get close to me.
Chris: Huh?
Erica: I was having a perfectly delightful evening with friends when I got a call from Enchantment security that there was an intruder in my new office.
Chris: Well, why the hell did you come all the way back over here then?
Erica: What?
Chris: Oh, oh, oh, I know. You want to throw your weight around and get in harm's way.
Erica: You don't know me at all if you think that I'm going to let you just rob me blind!
Chris: Me rob you?
Erica: I know who you are now, Mr. Stamp -- or whatever your real name is.
Chris: Ok, then who am I?
Erica: You're an industrial spy. You're hear to steal my --
Chris: To steal? To steal the formula for your kissable lipstick?

Liza: Ahem.
Adam: Trouble?
Liza: Not really.
Adam: Work?
Liza: Don't worry about it.
Adam: You never learned to delegate.
Liza: I'm just going to step outside for a moment.
Adam: Step outside?
Liza: Yeah, I'll be right back.
Adam: You're going to step outside?
Liza: Yeah. Can I trust you to stay here and not follow me?
Adam: I don't understand. Are you going to -- why are you going to step outside?
Liza: You know, normal people -- when someone says, "I'm going to step outside," the other person goes "oh, fine."
Adam: All right, all right, all right, go. Go on. Don't tell me why you're going to step outside. It's -- don't tell me what you're up to. It's fine with me.
Liza: Good.

Liza: Let's get this over with.
Mia: Are you sure you don't want me to come in? I think your husband might kind of like me.
Liza: No, that'd serve you right if I sicced Adam on you.
Mia: Oh. So do it.
Liza: You know what Adam would do if he knew just even a little bit about this little scam of yours? Turn you into a pile of dust.
Mia: I'm not scamming anybody.
Liza: I assume you want this made out to "cash"?
Mia: You know what's going to be even better than spending your money? Seeing your face when the blood test proves that I'm your sister.
Liza: Right. Blood test. Why don't you just take this and go.
Mia: I'll be back with the test results.
Liza: You know what? You're going to take that money, and I'm never going to see you again. Never mind. Money well spent. Why don't you check out what I wrote under the memo?
Mia: "Pest control"?
Mia: You want proof I'm you're sister? I want cash.
Liza: You know, the only reason that I'm paying you is to get you out of my life, to get you out of my mother's life. So why don't you get smart? Or you're going to get nothing.
Mia: Oh, you'll pay up. It's the least I deserve from what I didn't get from our father.
Liza: You know, I'm going back in. Do you want a check or not?
Mia: I'll come back tomorrow for cash.
Liza: The office will be where your money is. Don't ever, ever come back here.

Adam: Oh. You're back. Oh, Winifred asked if there was anything you wanted before the staff went to bed.
Liza: No, I don't want anything.
Adam: Yeah, that's what I told her.
Liza: No, you know what? I do want something. I want people to stop trying to take things from me.
Adam: What things? Liza, what's going on?
Liza: Nothing. It's just I'm so tired of feeling like I regret every moment of my life, that I am so sorry that I love people who lie to me.
Adam: Liza, I'm -- I don't know what else to do. I've tried so hard to regain your trust.
Liza: Adam, just -- it has nothing to do with you.
Adam: Well, that's -- that's comforting.
Liza: It's -- it's me. It's me. It's what I want. It's what I feel. I have always thought that I've known who I am and what I wanted, what I believed in.
Adam: Like me.
Liza: Yeah, like you. But -- but what if I'm wrong?
Adam: About what?
Liza: Who I am. I mean -- everything.
Adam: No, Liza, no. No, you're not wrong.
Liza: What if things are just not happy endings? What if I've been holding on to the biggest lie of them all?
Adam: Liza, this is my fault. I've done this to you. I've shaken your faith. I am so sorry.
Liza: No, no, stop it. No, it is not you. I am not blaming you. I wish I could -- I wish I could tell you. I really -- I can't.
Adam: Well, there's no need to, really. It's pretty obvious. The phone call, the mysterious meeting. You've had a fight with Ryan.

Chris: So now I look like an industrial spy to you.
Erica: You look like a professional ballplayer to me. But, yes, I think that you are here to steal my trade secrets.
Chris: Ms. Kane, the only lipstick that I'm interested in is already in use.
Erica: Then what are you doing here? You just tell me. What are you doing here in the dead of night?
Chris: I can explain that.
Erica: I wish you would.
Chris: Your secretary -- the nervous-looking fellow? -- Well, he asked me to deliver a package to you, so I came back to get it.
Erica: Oh. Ok. That is easily verifiable because Val is always on call.
Chris: Oh, that would explain why he's always so nervous. Ah, come on, would you give the guy a break?
Erica: You're right. I don't need to call him. You're lying.
Chris: Yes, I am.
Erica: Why did you drag me into this closet?
Chris: Isn't it obvious?
Erica: Because you love me?
Chris: That's what I told you.
Erica: Well, at least there's some logic in that.
Chris: Is it -- isn't it cozy in here?
Erica: No.
Chris: Don't you find it a little bit exciting?
Erica: If it weren't for the disinfectant, I would be choking on your cheap cologne.
Chris: Well, that's because I can't afford Enchantment for men. You don't pay me enough.
Erica: So if this was some misguided attempt at romance, then I am free to go, aren't I?
Chris: Uh --

[Erica gasps]

Chris: No.
Erica: What?
Chris: Incorrect.
Erica: You are holding me against my will?
Chris: Do you mind?
Erica: You are not being cute, Mr. Stamp.
Chris: Well, then I'll have to try harder, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Please step aside.
Chris: I can't do that. The fact is there is someone in your office.
Erica: Well?
Chris: Roger Smythe.

Roger: I'm in. Well, everything seems in order. The shipment from Cartagena arrived at the Enchantment warehouse last night and it's scheduled for delivery this week. Um -- "50 kilos to Milwaukee and Omaha

Erica: How do you know he's not an industrial spy?
Chris: You're going to have to trust me on this one, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Yeah? Well, my cell phone has a panic button. One press of this button goes directly to the police station --
Chris: Please.
Erica: And they can be here --
Chris: Please. Don't do that. I don't want the local cops involved in this, ok?
Erica: Yeah, well, that's going to be your problem.
Chris: Ok. You win. I'll tell you everything.
Erica: All right. You start right now. You tell me everything.
Chris: I'm a federal agent.
Erica: Yeah -- I want the truth.
Chris: That is the truth. I'm in the middle of an undercover investigation here in town. That's why I had to have you hire me and that's why I had to stick close to you.
Erica: Oh, my God. Then you're not really in love with me.

Julian: He tried to kill me! He's a maniac!
Officer: You have the right to remain silent.

Greenlee: Oh, my God. They're arresting Ryan.
Jake: Yeah.
Greenlee: It's that temper.

Officer: You have the right to have an attorney present --

Jake: Well, it's more than just a temper. I think he's still grieving Gillian.
Greenlee: Should we do something?
Jake: Well, I would imagine we're the last two people that Ryan wants to deal with right now.

Bianca: Ryan, do you want me to call somebody -- my Uncle Jack?

Ryan: No, thanks. Officer: Do you want to press charges?
Julian: Hell, yeah. Every one I can!
Mia: Ryan, what happened?
Ryan: Nothing. I'm great.
Bianca: An idiot was hassling me, and Ryan stepped in and things got out of hand.
Mia: Well, can we do something? I mean --
Bianca: I don't think we can do anything about the arrest, but I'm going to go down to the police station and explain everything.
Mia: What do you do with him?
Officer: He'll be arraigned in the morning. Tonight he'll be a guest of the taxpayers.
Ryan: Yeah, it won't be the first time, Mia. You can go home.
Mia: Just hang tight, Ryan. I'll get you out.
Officer: Let's go.

Liza: So you think that Ryan and I had a lovers' quarrel, as if that were the only issue between you and me.
Adam: Well, no. It's not the only one.
Liza: I tell you what I want, I tell you what I need, over and over.
Adam: Yeah, openness and honesty.
Liza: Right, and you give me lip service. You promised me a complete overhaul, and then nothing changes.
Adam: That's not true.
Liza: Oh, yeah. Yes, it's true. Your idea of honesty is twisting words. You deliberately mislead me with partial truths.
Adam: All right, you want full disclosure?
Liza: Oh, don't talk to me like you're a lawyer. I want a normal life with you, with Colby.
Adam: A normal life. You want a normal life? If you wanted a normal life, you never would've married me. You love living large. You love living on the edge just as much as I do.
Liza: We are parents now.
Adam: You don't stop being who you are just because you have a child, Liza.
Liza: Oh, yeah, yeah, you've shown me that, but, you know, you just keep me out of the loop. You don't share with me what's really in your heart.
Adam: You. You are what's in my heart. Liza, have you -- have you told me everything that's making you so angry?
Liza: You need more?
Adam: Yeah.
Liza: Listen -- I don't want to doubt your words. I don't want to do that and I don't want that for Colby.
Adam: Colby trusts me.
Liza: She trusts you now. I don't want her waking up one day and realizing it's been a mistake to trust her own father. She adores you. She loves being your little girl. You should protect that. Adam: I -- and so should you. You are her world. But right now, your world is pretty shaky, Liza.
Liza: You really think so?
Adam: Oh, Sweetheart, don't you? The way you stormed out of here a while ago and came roaring back in?
Liza: You know, I had to go out for a minute. You said you'd trust me.
Adam: I do. Obviously, Ryan is not ready to accept that it's over between you two.
Liza: You know what? If you only knew how ridiculous you sounded.
Adam: All right, excuse me. But I -- I care about you and I don't like seeing you in trouble or in pain.
Liza: You know, it's just amazing to me how you've figured this all out, and I haven't even said a word.
Adam: You don't care about Ryan. You two got together because of me.
Liza: True enough.
Adam: Yes, of course it is. You did it to retaliate for what I'd done to you. That's all.
Liza: No, not quite. When Ryan and I got together, you, Adam, were the furthest thing from my mind.

Julian: Look at my face! Look at it! I didn't do anything to him! I was minding my own business. Suddenly, he was on top of me!
Officer: So what's your version?
Ryan: Pretty much what he said except I didn't do enough to his face.
Officer: Ms. Montgomery, what do you have to do with this?
Bianca: The fight started because of me.
Mr. Lavery was defending me.
Officer: Mm-hmm. So, tell me what happened -- the attack on this gentleman was provoked?

Waitress: Two drafts. I'm running a tab, right?
Jake: Yeah, thanks. A toast. Who would've guessed you'd be a beer drinker?
Greenlee: Please. I'm just keeping you company.
Jake: Hello? How many messages did you leave me?
Greenlee: Ok, ok, ok. I want to hear more about this job offer. If it's so great, why are you hesitating?
Jake: I'm not hesitating. I've decided.
Greenlee: You decided or Tad decided?
Jake: Me. How can I work with David Hayward if I cannot stand one thing that he stands for?
Greenlee: You hate power and prestige?
Jake: Couldn't care less about them.
Greenlee: About the medical world listening to your opinions and making a difference in people's lives?
Jake: Well, I have nothing against that.
Greenlee: Jake, everyone who knows you thinks you're great. But who knows you? No one, that's who.
Jake: Well, yeah -- well, someone does.
Greenlee: Imagine if you had David Hayward's fame and position and platform, but you were still you.
Jake: Ok, so you mean I could use all of that to do some good?
Greenlee: Exactly. You'd be the anti-David Hayward. David Hayward with a wonderful mother, a worthwhile brother. Plus, if you really wanted to get back at David, what better way than to be his equal? I mean, there you'd be, very close, watching his every step, ready to strike when he least expects it. What? What is it? If you think I'm full of it, just say so.
Jake: Yeah, yeah, I think you're definitely full of it -- full of common sense, Greenlee.

Chris: I had to tell you I loved you. You saw my gun.
Erica: And that was the best you could come up with?
Chris: You believed me.
Erica: I did not.
Chris: Yes, you did.
Erica: I did not.
Chris: Yeah, you did. You did.
Erica: I'm having you investigated.
Chris: I know.
Erica: You do?
Chris: But you're not going to find out anything because I'm a Boy Scout.
Erica: Oh, well, at least that's more believable than FBI agent.
Chris: Hey, I showed you my ID.
Erica: Oh, please. You could've gotten that off the Internet.
Chris: Doubt it.
Erica: FBI agents need to be disciplined, intelligent. They must have ability.
Chris: That's me.
Erica: Oh, let me out of here now.
Chris: Uh -- I will, just as soon as I possibly can.
Erica: What is this Mr. Roger Smythe doing in my office? I have barely moved in there myself.
Chris: Well, I'm sure he's been a little bit too busy to notice the decor or lack of.
Erica: Doing what?
Chris: That's classified.
Erica: Oh, I swear to you, the second I get out of here, I am going to have you arrested. I am going to have you arrested and charged with assault and with kidnapping and with holding me against my will.
Chris: And I will do my best to prevent that.
Erica: Are you threatening me?
Chris: I told you I will not let you spoil my investigation. Erica: What are you
investigating?
Chris: I can't tell you that!
Erica: You are tangling with the wrong person, Mr. Stamp.
Chris: I have tangled with worse, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Oh, really?
Chris: Yeah.
Erica: Well, with one phone call, I have access to all the news media, all the news services.
Chris: I know you do, but --
Erica: And I will blow your operation sky-high if I have to.
Chris: But you won't do that.
Erica: And why not?
Chris: Because my investigation, you bothering it, will place innocent lives in jeopardy.
Erica: Then you tell me what it is you are doing.
Chris: All right. I'll tell you.
Erica: And so help me, if you lie --
Chris: Please. It involves drugs.
Erica: Drugs? What about them?
Chris: Import/export. And we've traced the source to the Enchantment warehouse.
Erica: That's ridiculous.
Chris: No, it's not. It's the truth, and we have proof.
Erica: It can't be. Drugs coming in and out of here?
Chris: Yeah.
Erica: Out of my offices? I am working with teens against addiction.
Chris: I know you are, and that is exactly why you will keep that pretty mouth of yours shut and you will let us finish our job.
Erica: Ok.
Chris: Whew. Thank you. Oh!

[Erica breaks away from Chris and runs into her empty office]

Erica: You see? There's no one here. I just moved in today. And my desk is just as I arranged it myself. See? No one's here. No one's been here.
Chris: Someone's been here, all right.
Erica: Well, I want proof, Mr. Stamp, because what you're saying just doesn't make any sense.
Chris: Ms. Kane, will you just take it easy, please?
Erica: No, it's outrageous. Roger Smythe, drug trafficking -- and why would he be doing that from here, from Enchantment?
Chris: Does he have a connection to this company?
Erica: Greenlee. Are you saying that Greenlee is --
Chris: No, no, no, no. I don't know that yet. Who are you calling?
Erica: I'm calling Jack Montgomery. He used to be the DA and he's going to help me figure this out.
Chris: No. No one from the outside can be let in.
Erica: Are you saying that I'm going to trust you with this if this is the truth?
Chris: You have to trust me. Now, you said you wanted pro, right?
Erica: You had my office bugged? How did you do that? How did you do this? This has just been newly renovated, this office.
Chris: Ms. Kane, you do not make things easy.
Erica: And how dare you bug my office. I mean, I have personal, private business conversations here. I speak candidly to people --
Chris: Shut up for Pete's sake! Please. Just listen.

[Tape plays]

Roger's voice: Another shipment from Jakarta will arrive on the 18th to be distributed through area four, the southeast.

Chris: Roger Smythe?

Man's voice: And that's safe?
Roger's voice: Nothing to it. Security here at Enchantment is like Swiss cheese.
Man's voice: I like it. Maybe we'll transfer more of our distribution over to Enchantment.

[Tape stops]

Erica: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Chris: No, don't worry. We're not going to let that happen.
Erica: No -- no! We have to stop him.
Chris: Well, we will.
Erica: I mean tonight. We have to have him arrested tonight.
Chris: No, no, no, no. Roger Smythe is not the boss.
Erica: Well, he will confess. He will tell us who the boss is.
Chris: Look, look, look, he probably doesn't know. Now, that's why we have to let him finish his business.
Erica: Are you --
Chris: The more information that we gather, the higher up we can get, ok?
Erica: So you're going to let him continue to traffic in drugs from Enchantment? That is -- that is vile!
Chris: No argument there, ms. Kane. Erica: And Greenlee Smythe -- you're saying that Greenlee is -- is part of this --

[Alarm]

Bianca: Ryan is a friend of mine, and he knows that I'm gay. When he showed up, this guy has his hands all over me and he's calling me a Lesbo.
Officer: Was he attacking you?
Bianca: Ryan probably thought that he was, yeah. He was totally out of control. He'd clearly been drinking and, like I said, he was grabbing me.
Julian: I didn't go near her. I was just telling her what I thought of her. You better not let him go. I'm afraid he'll come after me.
Officer: You can rest easy, champ. Listen, go to the ER, Get checked out, then come back here and sign the complaint.
Ryan: Or they will let me go and I will come after you.
Officer: And take him to processing.
Officer: Park it here while I get the forms.

Bianca: I'll see you in the morning, ok?
Ryan: Ok. Thanks for coming down tonight.
Bianca: Hang in there.
Ryan: Wait, wait, wait -- how are you getting home?
Bianca: Same way that I got here -- I'm going to drive myself.
Ryan: Well, be careful, all right?
Bianca: I'm not in danger, Ryan. You know that I haven't been in danger all night.
Ryan: Bianca, who knows what that guy was capable of.
Bianca: I think that I'm a pretty good judge and I think I could've handled him.
Ryan: Yeah, maybe you could've, but you never know with these guys.
Bianca: Ryan, no. You didn't care. You didn't stop and find out. You were in the mood for a fight.

Adam: I don't want to hear any more.
Liza: No, Ryan and I rescued each other. We were there for one another when nothing else made sense. And I am not going to regret it no matter what happens between you and me.
Adam: Does that mean --
Liza: What? Adam: Does that mean you'd rather be with Ryan if that were a possibility?
Liza: I don't think that you really want me to answer that question, do you?
Adam: No, I think you already have. Well, what happens now? We are an open marriage?
Liza: I don't want that.
Adam: And, no, you don't want to tell me what to -- who was on the phone and who you were talking to outside.
Liza: No, I don't.
Liza: So what happens to us now?
Adam: I don't know. I don't know. I think we've got a long way to go.
Liza: Yeah, a long way.
Adam: Well, I'll stick to my agreement. I'll give you whatever space you think you need. I promise I'll keep trying.
Liza: You know, Adam, it wasn't Ryan that I went outside to see just now.

[Knock on door]

Adam: What the devil are you --
Mia: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Adam: What are you doing here?
Mia: Is Liza here? Liza.
Liza: How dare you come back.
Mia: Shush and I'll tell you what's going on. Ryan's in trouble, he's been arrested. You have to help him.

Bianca: I don't think that you were fighting about me. After the first minute or so -- you lost it when the guy called you Buddy.

Gillian: That's right. It's when he called him Buddy.
Jesse: Hmm.
Bianca: Your face was so angry, as though he had said something really hateful to you. Why?

Ryan: I'm not getting into this with you, Bianca.
Bianca: Whatever. I'll talk to the judge tomorrow, ok? Don't worry.
Ryan: Don't make this your problem.

Gillian: There's something about that word, isn't there?
Jesse: Hmm, is there?
Gillian: Yeah, you remember. Remember that slutty girl Mia and how angry Ryan got when she called him Buddy?
Jesse: Yeah. She called him Buddy, Buddy. Buddy.
Gillian: Buddy.
Jesse: Buddy.

Bianca: What? Ryan: Nothing. Just -- just stop talking, all right?
Bianca: I wasn't saying --

Gillian: Poor baby. You know what? Both Ryan and Chris got really angry when they heard the word "Buddy," so I have to find out what the connection is, right?
Jesse: You think?
Gillian: If -- if I can find out what "Buddy" means, I'll have the key. That's my task, isn't it?
Jesse: Well, sounds like a task, doesn't it? Uh -- yeah, yeah. Uh -- then again, what do I know, huh?

Officer: All right, come on, Lavery. Let's go do the paperwork.
Bianca: Good night, Ryan.
Ryan: I'll see you.

Gillian: Don't lose hope, Ryan. I'm right here. And I don't know how yet, but I'm going to make your pain go away. I promise you.

Liza: Why is Ryan in jail?
Mia: He roughed somebody up or something, I don't know.
Liza: And what do you expect me to do?
Mia: Well, I mean, he doesn't know that I'm here, but I was thinking maybe you can bail him out.
Liza: Really? Why me?
Mia: Oh, God! I mean, what is wrong with you? I thought that you cared about him.
Liza: You know, I don't really care what you thought. Why don't you get out of my house.
Mia: Fine -- just give me the money you owe me and then I'll bail him out.
Adam: Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Liza owes you money?
Mia: 100 Grand.
Adam: 100 Grand.
Liza: Adam, this is none of your business.
Adam: No, no -- no, the hell it isn't. Why does Liza owe you $100,000?
Mia: She's paying me that to prove that I'm not her sister.

Greenlee: So w are you so surprised that I could give you good advice?
Jake: Well, I'm not surprised that you're giving me advice. I'm just surprised that I'm considering it.
Greenlee: Don't think about it anymore. Take the job. You know you want it.
Jake: You know what I really, really want? I'm going to tell you when we get back to the house.
Greenlee: Mm-hmm.
Jake: Oh.

Chris: Come over here.
Erica: Ok.
Chris: Come over here. Right here, right here. Don't move.

Guard: Excuse me, Ms. Kane? This man was trying to sneak out of the building, and he was here without clearance.
Roger: Erica.
Guard: What do you want me to do with him?


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Greenlee: Daddy?
Erica: Your father has leveled some very serious charges against you, Greenlee. Why don't you explain.

Ryan: A night away from everyone sounds pretty good right now.
Liza: Why don't you get me a cell, too?

Adam: You want to be part of this family? You're going to see this through.