All My Children Transcript Tuesday 7/12/11
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Tad: But I thought I lost you.
Dixie: Don't you know our love is stronger than anything in the whole world?
Tad: I still can't believe you're here.
Dixie: But I am. I will never leave you again.
Kathy: Daddy! Daddy! More orange juice, please?
Tad: Yeah. Ok.
Cara: Oh, I got it. No, he's --
Tad: Thank you.
Tad: Oh. Ohh.
Kathy: Are you mad at Cara?
Tad: Of course, I'm not mad at Cara. Why would you ask me something like that?
Kathy: Because she's up in the man cave, and you slept on the couch. Why is that?
J.R.: To my beautiful wife, who I love very much.
Marissa: Take me to bed. [Taps J.R.]
J.R.: Hey. Oh, I was just dreaming about you.
Marissa: Hey. Did Bianca script that move, too?
Amanda: What's the occasion?
Jake: Does a man need an occasion to show his wife how much he loves her?
Tad: And they're at it again. You guys should get a room. Breakfast will be ready in just a tick.
Amanda: Breakfast? Tad, what is all this?
Tad: Ha ha! She's such a kidder. Whole family's coming over to celebrate.
Amanda: Celebrate what?
Opal: Celebrate you, Honeybunch: The woman who made our family what it is today.
J.R.: Ha ha ha! You certainly did that, didn't you? You made them diseased.
Amanda: Don't say that.
J.R.: It's true, isn't it? Diseased?
Amanda: I said stop it!
J.R.: Diseased. Diseased.
Amanda: No, please stop.
Jake: Honey? Sweetheart?
Jake: It's ok. It's just a dream. You're having a bad dream. Ok?
Scott: Hey, Bianca.
Scott: What you got there?
Bianca: This was one of Stuart's.
Scott: Really? I don't remember that one.
Bianca: Yeah. He gave it to me a long time ago when I was living in Seattle with my dad. Something to remind me of Pine Valley, I guess. Actually, I took it to Paris with me, too. But now that I'm home, and you're restoring the gatehouse, I thought -- I don't know -- it belonged here.
Scott: Are you sure? Thank you. Thank you very much.
Bianca: You're welcome.
Scott: You want to take a walk around? I'll show you what I've done with the place. And I'll call Marissa, have her join us. What's wrong? Is there a problem?
Bianca: Uh, Marissa and I just need a little distance. I don't know. Maybe you will, too, once I tell you what I've done.
J.R.: Did you go to bed early last night because you were mad at me about something?
Marissa: "About something"?
J.R.: I came clean about Bianca giving me advice.
Marissa: Oh, really? Exactly how much advice was there, J.R.? One or two conversations?
J.R.: I wasn't counting.
Marissa: Bianca tracked down and bought that music box, because she knew how much that song meant to me. And then there was the night at the comedy club. Oh, and the picnic with the doughnuts that my parents used to take me on? You swore that I told you about that, but I never did, did I?
J.R.: What the hell has Bianca been feeding you?
Marissa: The truth, a concept that is so hard for you to follow.
J.R.: I've been honest with you.
Marissa: You've been selectively honest. You didn't tell me all of it.
J.R.: Ok. Ok. I admit I took a shortcut, Bianca went along with it, because she knows I can make you happy.
Marissa: You used her. She went along with it because -- because she cares about me.
J.R.: And so do I. And I'm sorry, ok? It was stupid. It was dumb. I just wanted things to work out. I -- I wasn't thinking.
Marissa: You're trying to spin me even now.
J.R.: Come on!
Marissa: No! There's always gonna be something that you're trying to hide, like the last week with all the furtive texting and the checking your phone every five minutes? What is it this time, J.R.?
Amanda: Yes, I am a walking STD.
J.R.: It was nothing. It was just work.
Marissa: Do you know what's sad, is that you could be telling the truth, and I still wouldn't believe you. Scott was right: Lying and manipulation don't skip a generation. You are just as bad as Adam.
Scott: Oh, I cannot believe you did that.
Bianca: I thought that I was helping her.
Scott: By pushing J.R. and Marissa together? I told you he's only gonna hurt her again, because that's what he does, but you still encouraged him?
Bianca: She was happy with him.
Scott: How could you let him use you like that?
Bianca: Maybe I was using him, too.
Scott: What? What could J.R. possible do for you?
Bianca: Sometimes I used to look at this painting and see Stuart's face. I could feel his heart. Your dad loved unconditionally, purely. It's the kind of love that all the rest of us are just trying to --
Scott: Hey, hey, hey.
Bianca: I just wanted her to be happy.
Scott: I know you did. She's your friend. You care about her the same way I do. And I'm sure you were just trying to bring out the good in J.R., but, Bianca, here's the thing. There is no good in J.R. It's all gone. He destroys everything he touches, and he will never change.
Tad: I'm not necessarily angry with Cara. I just -- you know how sometimes when you or your sister need to take a time-out? That's sort of what Cara and I were doing last night. We were just taking a time-out.
Kathy: But I thought time-outs were only for people who messed up or were bad.
Tad: What are you, a referee? No. You remind me so much of your mama. No. Sometimes time-outs are just that, just two people trying to figure things out. You know, Sunshine?
Cara: Here you go, Babe.
Kathy: Thank you!
Cara: You're welcome, Honey. Hey, can you do me a favor? Can you grab that backpack, so we can go to camp and not be late?
Cara: All right.
Tad: Hey. Morning.
Cara: Morning. So --
Cara: You told her we were having a time-out, and that's why you were on the couch.
Tad: Yeah. And the reason I was on the couch is I stayed up late thinking about things, not just -- I guess I dozed off.
Cara: Were you thinking about us?
Tad: Yeah, about us.
Cara: Did you come to any conclusions?
Tad: I like our arrangement. I think it works. Really, I do. As long as we stay married, you stay safe. But I think I'm gonna draw the line at the gratitude kisses. I don't think they're doing either one of us any good.
Cara: I'm sorry I said the "gratitude" word -- because you mean more to me than that.
Tad: Hey, listen. Listen, take it easy. I -- I'm not fishing for reassurance.
Cara: I never meant to hurt you, I swear.
Tad: I know. I believe you. I believe you.
Cara: Ok. Do you want to get ready, and we can go take a walk and talk or -- we're not doing the walking. Ha ha!
Tad: I hope so. Listen, I'm not, like, the voice of death here. It's just I think for now, you just got to give me a little while to sort of figure things out so neither one of us feels guilty or obligated or any one of a number of other feelings, because God knows right now I've got a million of them.
Cara: What do you mean?
Tad: I mean for right now, maybe just give me a rain check on the walk, ok?
Jake: How about Dr. Keller? Yes, that'd be great, because I'm gonna need the whole day off. Mm-hmm. Thank you very much.
Amanda: You don't have to stay home just to take care of your neurotic wife.
Jake: I'm not doing that. I'm taking care of my wife. Can't a man show his wife how much he loves her? Listen to me. We're not pregnant. So what? We're just gonna try again, right? We can try and try. In fact, Trevor's at a play date. We can try right now if you'd like.
Amanda: No, we can't.
Jake: What is it? Are you not feeling well? Want me to bring you back to the doctor?
Amanda: No, no. God, I've had enough doctors.
Jake: Really? You had enough of me, too?
Amanda: No, no, no. I love you so much.
Jake: And I love you. I just say we just breathe, and we try when we're ready. In fact, I'll take a shower right now, I'll come back in here, and we'll do whatever you want to do. Ok? Maybe it's the same thing I want to do.
Amanda's voice: Hey, this is Amanda. Please leave a message.
Jake: Hi, Babe, it's me. Look, I don't know what happened. You just took off. But if I said something or whatever that upset you, just call me. Ok? Call me. Thanks.
Tad: You lose something?
Jake: I hope not.
Kathy: Can you call me "Solita" again?
Cara: Yeah. You remembered, huh?
Kathy: My mommy's favorite song.
Cara: That's right -- "You Are My Sunshine." Your daddy has told me all about your mommy, and she sounds like a wonderful person. I wish I'd known her.
Kathy: Isn't she pretty?
Cara: She's beautiful, just like you.
Kathy: She's with the angels, but now I have you and Krystal.
Cara: Yes, you do, honey. Yes, you do.
Jake: I don't know why. She hasn't been the same since she's had this information about the negative-pregnancy test, and it's -- she's just -- it's -- she's desperate.
Jake: Yes. And the last time -- she's scared, and she's acting like she's being chased. The last time this happened is that she ran into David's arms.
Tad: Oh, wait a minute. Let's not go crazy here, ok? Even if Amanda is upset, I don't think that's an option anymore.
Jake: You know me -- I like to put it on somebody else, right? So I can't pin this on David. I can't pin this on her. I can't pin this on her mother. It's me. It's got something to do with me.
Man: I'm pretty new in town. Anything on the menu you recommend?
Amanda: Depends on what you want.
Man: That's an interesting way of putting it. My name's Matt.
Amanda: Hi, Matt.
Matt: I'm a pretty interesting guy once you get to know me.
Amanda: Really? Oh, I'm so sorry!
Matt: Why did you do that?
Amanda: It was a total accident, but I would love to pay for your dry cleaning.
Opal: Honey? Are you ok?
Amanda: Yeah. I'm fine. No, I'm not fine. Not at all.
Scott: Oh, good, you're here. Hey, grab a suitcase, start throwing stuff in, and we will come back, get the rest of your stuff later.
Marissa: What are you talking about?
Scott: You. You are moving out of here.
Marissa: I just moved in.
Scott: Yeah? J.R. has been up to his old tricks. And I don't know if he used guilt or if he pressured you, ok, but, Marissa, you do not have to stay here.
Marissa: I know.
Scott: In fact, I'm gonna help you and A.J. find another place to stay. And once I am done with that gatehouse, you are more than welcome to stay there.
Marissa: Scott, slow down. I'm not going anywhere. J.R. is not making me stay here. That's my decision.
Scott: He has not changed, ok? He's still the same lying, manipulative jerk he has always been.
Marissa: I don't want to talk about this with you.
Scott: To hear Bianca, it's been business as usual around here.
Marissa: Wait a minute. What does Bianca have to do with this?
Scott: She stopped by. She told me what's been going down.
Marissa: What, exactly, did she say?
J.R.: I hope you're happy now.
Bianca: What do you want?
J.R.: You said to be honest with Marissa. I told her that you helped me win her back, and it blew up in my face.
Bianca: And that's my fault?
J.R.: You're damn right it is. She already felt loved. She felt appreciated.
Bianca: But, J.R., that was a lie. You couldn't expect that to go on forever.
J.R.: "Forever"? I didn't need forever. I just needed a little more time to --
Bianca: To suck her back in?
J.R.: You said that you wanted to help me, but obviously you couldn't stand not having the credit.
Bianca: Oh, come on. I do not care about getting credit.
J.R.: Obviously you do. Now Marissa thinks that you know her better than I do.
Bianca: Maybe I do. I just wish I --
J.R.: What? What do you wish, Bianca?
Bianca: It doesn't matter. But I'm glad Marissa knows the truth.
J.R.: What's in this for you? I thought you wanted your friend to be happy.
Bianca: Yeah. More than you'll ever know.
J.R.: You care about Marissa, don't you?
Bianca: Yeah, you know I do.
J.R.: Then why'd you turn her against me? You agreed to help me.
Bianca: Yeah, that was my mistake. That was me believing you were sincere this time.
J.R.: And now you don't?
Bianca: Look, I don't doubt that you love Marissa -- in your way. I just don't think you're capable of giving her what she wants.
J.R.: Who is?
Bianca: I have no idea.
J.R.: Oh, come on. You're Bianca. You're so wise, and you got these opinions. If I'm not the man that's right for Marissa, then who is?
Bianca: That is so typical, J.R.
J.R.: What is?
Bianca: Believing that Marissa can't get along without a man in her life.
J.R.: It's funny -- you still haven't answered my question.
Bianca: Marissa is a smart, strong, independent woman who has managed to have a career while also raising a terrific son -- sometimes in spite of a man.
J.R.: Whoa! Whoa! Take it easy! Where did that come from? I didn't mean to bring on all the man hate.
Bianca: Oh, come on, J.R. You know I don't hate men. I don't even hate you. I just don't believe that you're the answer to all her prayers, that's all.
J.R.: But I bet you do know who it is.
Bianca: When the right person comes along, yeah, I trust Marissa to be smart enough to know it.
J.R.: It's Scott, isn't it? Isn't it?
Scott: So when she told me she was playing Cyrano for J.R., I just -- ooh. So disappointed in her.
Marissa: No, I don't blame Bianca. I don't even blame J.R. He was just being himself. I blame me for falling for it again, for being scared.
Scott: What? You, scared? You are one of the bravest people I know.
Marissa: No, no, not so brave. I'm terrified.
Scott: Of what?
Marissa: I'm too terrified to even say it. I have to go.
Marissa: I'm gonna go find Bianca.
J.R.: Well played, cousin. I couldn't have done it better myself.
Amanda: It was just a one-night stand. Oh, my God, it sounds so ugly saying it out loud.
Opal: Honey, there are no judges here.
Amanda: It was my stupid way of getting back at Jake, because I thought he had slept with Cara, but he didn't. He chose me over her, and I betrayed him.
Opal: You made a mistake.
Amanda: It was more than that.
Opal: No. You made a mistake, Amanda. And now the best thing you can do is to just get yourself back home and tell your husband the truth right now.
Amanda: I can't.
Opal: Yes, you can. It'll be hard, and I know you don't want to. But I can tell you from painful experience that if you let this lie get too big, it'll just steamroll right over you, leaving you flat in the pavement. Marriage is about forgiveness, Sugarplum -- and closing the toilet lid, of course. All the things that you're feeling, all the things you're telling me -- the one that needs to be hearing them is Jake.
Jake: I'm the guy who went down the road with Cara that I shouldn't have gone down, right? No, and I'm not gonna do this. I'm not gonna bore you with what I almost did --
Tad: You're not boring me. It's conversation.
Jake: Yeah, it's bore.
Tad: No, it's a problem. Besides, I was there. You were there. Cara was there. Amanda was there. It's ancient history.
Jake: Not to my wife, it's not.
Tad: You don't know that. You don't know that. Panicking. You're not the only one who's spending a little too much time in memory lane these days.
Jake: What is it? What do you mean?
Tad: It's me and Cara. Something's wrong. She's amazing, man. She's terrific, and we've been growing closer. It's wonderful. I'm to the point where I would almost think that something that started out as a phony marriage could turn into a real one. And now for some reason, I can't go there. I just keep pushing it away. At first, I thought it was maybe history between you two, and then it was the age difference, and then it was any number of --
Jake: You always do this. Forget that this is about Cara or not. I'm just saying that anytime a woman is within a thousand yards of you, any woman, you start talking about Dixie. It's amazing.
Tad: I can't help it.
Jake: Are you going crazy?
Tad: I feel like the feelings that I have for Cara mean I'm betraying Dixie. Is that strange?
Jake: Listen, my big brother, I love you. And if she's gonna be with somebody, I can only be thrilled that she was with somebody like you, somebody that was a good man like you, somebody that made her happy, even if she doesn't really know that. So don't do what I do and let the past stop you from appreciating what's right in front of you, ok?
Dixie: Tad. Tad.
Opal: Go to your husband. You can do it. Jake loves you.
Amanda: I know he does, but --
Opal: But no "buts." You just go and tell him what happened. He'll forgive you.
Amanda: I really appreciate everything that you're saying, Opal, but there are some things that are unforgivable, and this is one of them.
Opal: Oh, honey.
Tad: Wow, Ma. What on earth was that all about?
Opal: The next time I envy married folks, just kick me, would you?
Opal: Oh, no. Not you, too? Come on. Spill.
Cara: Are you ok?
Jake: No, I'm not ok. I'm fine.
Cara: Are you sure?
Jake: Yeah, yeah.
Jake: Actually, I'm -- I'm worried about Amanda, and I wasn't gonna say that, but I am.
Cara: What happened?
Jake: I just think that she didn't take the being not pregnant thing very well and -- unless you think it's something else?
Cara: What do you mean?
Jake: You spent a lot of time in privacy with her, and I thought if she told you something --
Cara: I can't talk to you about that, Jake. You know that.
Jake: Ok, but this is us. We never really played by the book.
Cara: Don't, please.
Jake: Ok. I'm sorry. It's just that my wife's not talking to me, and if she's in trouble, if something's going on, I just really would hope you would tell me. I'm asking you, please.
J.R.: Classic Chandler move -- letting Marissa lean her head on your shoulder, so you could play the good guy so you suck her in.
Scott: That's your move, J.R., pretending to know your wife, so she'll believe that you been paying attention.
J.R.: You want to know what the real joke of this whole thing is? You believing that you're like your father. You see, Uncle Stuart -- he was open and sincere. He didn't have a mean bone in his body. But you, on the other hand --
Scott: I know who I am, J.R., and I never claimed to be half the man that my father is, and neither are you.
J.R.: What's that supposed to mean?
Scott: You see yourself as the Adam Chandler heir apparent, but that's a lie, because you'll never be half the son of a bitch he is.
Bianca: Hey back.
Marissa: Did a couple carve their initials in this tree?
Bianca: People don't do that anymore. They post it on social networks.
Marissa: That's too bad. It loses something in the translation. Computers crash, but a tree --
Bianca: I thought we agreed to keep our distance.
Marissa: I miss my friend.
Bianca: So do I.
Tad: I'm crazy about Cara. I really am. She's amazing. And I think -- I think we could have something special, but I can't figure out why I'm shoving it away. Why on earth am I thinking so much about Dixie lately?
Opal: Do you remember telling me that you felt like a hero when you married Cara?
Tad: Yeah, I do. So?
Opal: That's kind of a high pedestal for a girl to climb up.
Tad: I don't understand.
Opal: Did you feel like you were Dixie's hero?
Tad: Was that supposed to be a shot? You know the answer to that.
Opal: Well, remind me.
Tad: Oh, Mom, don't be ridiculous. Anything but. I was just me with Dixie, huh. I took advantage of her. I drove her away, because of my selfishness more than once.
Opal: Oh, I don't know if I'd agree with all that, but the two of you were on equal ground.
Tad: So you think I put Cara in this position, because I wanted to come across like some kind of knight in shining armor? With Dixie, I didn't have to. I was just me. All I wanted from Dixie was her. Ma, you're a genius. Mothers like you are as rare as hen's teeth. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Opal: Sometimes I even surprise myself.
Cara: I think you should be having this conversation with Amanda.
Cara: I'm not saying this because I'm hiding behind doctor/patient confidentiality. I'm saying this -- Jake, listen to me. I care about you. Ok?
Jake: Then I apologize. I shouldn't have asked you. You got enough on your plate, being married to my brother and all.
Cara: What about that?
Jake: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. He was here, and he was just here, so that's --
Cara: Was he looking for me?
Jake: Probably. I don't know. Probably. He didn't look happy. What happened? Something happen?
Cara: I said I was grateful.
Jake: Ooh. The old "grateful up the middle" trick.
Cara: No, I am grateful, though. I am. I was grateful to you for treating me like an equal, not some fragile little girl. Why doesn't he understand?
Jake: I think that's because we had a little more than gratitude going for us. We have love -- had.
Cara: What I feel for him is more than gratitude.
Jake: Whew. Yeah. And I -- part of me hates hearing you say that -- the selfish part, the possessive part.
Cara: But what?
Jake: I don't know, and I'm not gonna say it doesn't make me feel weird to say this, but I love my brother, and I'll always love you. So if you're asking me if it's ok, like, if you should go for it or something, maybe you should go for it.
Scott: Let's face it. If Uncle Adam were here right now, oh, he would be ashamed of you. "What a disappointment" -- can't you just hear it?
J.R.: Is that supposed to hit me where it hurts?
Scott: I'm not saying anything that you don't already know.
J.R.: You know what I know? You're a loser. You lost Annie to me, and now you're gonna lose Marissa, too.
Scott: She's not mine to win or lose.
J.R.: Oh, come on. Save that nobility crap for someone who cares, because I don't.
Scott: You can believe what you want. It's working so well.
J.R.: While we're on the subject of fathers and sons, what do you think old Uncle Stuart would say about you?
Scott: Ohh. Probably not much. He'd wonder why I made some of the choices I did. He'd be hurt, disappointed. But my father knew how to forgive, not like Uncle Adam. He'd just take one look at you and shake his head.
J.R.: Get out of my house!
Scott: This is not your house! This is Uncle Adam's. You will always be nothing but a tenant here, and when you finally realize that, you'll have no one to share it with but yourself.
Marissa: Why did you come back to the house?
Bianca: I had to drop something off for Scott. That's not completely true. I wanted to make sure you were doing ok. So are you?
Marissa: I'm not sure. I allowed myself to trust J.R. again -- again, a better judgment.
Bianca: And I helped him.
Marissa: Why did you do it?
Bianca: I thought that being with him was what you wanted.
Marissa: Even though you wanted --
Bianca: I knew you'd never feel that way about me. So what now?
Marissa: I think from now on, I need to ignore my better judgment and do the exact opposite.
Bianca: What is your better judgment telling you to do?
Marissa: To run. To run like hell.
Cara's voice: You did test positive for an STD.
J.R.'s voice: How could you do this to me?
Opal's voice: You made a mistake. Tell your husband --
J.R.'s voice: How could you do this to me?
Opal's voice: Tell your husband the truth right now.
Amanda: Shut up! All of you, just shut up!
Jake: You don't have to say anything. I just want you to know that I'm here, ok? I'm not going anywhere.
Amanda: I have something to tell you. I have an STD.
Tad: There she is.
Cara: Hi. We do need to talk.
Tad: Yeah. Me, too. No, you first.
Cara: Are you sure?
Tad: Ladies first, please.
Cara: Thanks. Ok.
Cara: So I don't know where we're gonna go from here, but I do know I don't want to give up our walks. Is that too much to ask?
Tad: That is -- that is great. That's terrific. Ok. You know what? Walks, back on the menu. And you know what? Talking is good, too.
Cara: Really? What are we gonna talk about?
Tad: For starters, we're gonna talk about the fact that I'm the one that's to blame for the gratitude. I'm the one that put you in a really impossible situation.
Cara: No, you didn't.
Tad: It's my fault. See, when we got married, I got to feel like a big shot. I got to feel like -- no, wait -- that I, Tad Martin, had saved the life of a good woman.
Cara: You saved my life.
Tad: In doing so -- I wanted something in return. See, I wanted you to be beholding to me. I wanted to be your hero.
Cara: You are my hero.
Tad: Yeah, but heroes only work in movies. In real life, in a marriage -- like, a real marriage -- you're gonna have to settle for little old me, dings and all. Is that ok?
Cara: It's more than ok. And I don't consider it settling.
Tad: Why? I swear, there's an elf that lives in your pocket.
Cara: Why don't we just -- saved by the bell! No, I'm gonna take a rain check on that walk.
Tad: I'm gonna hold you to it.
J.R.: [Quickly hides a bottle of alcohol] Hey. Hey, buddy, how you doing? What's going on?
A.J.: I'm just happy that you and Mom are back together.
J.R.: You know what, buddy? Um, Daddy's got to do something right now. But I'll tell you what -- we'll put the gloves on later and play a game of catch. How's that sound?
J.R.: Yeah. Ok? All right.
Bianca: If you want to run, go ahead. Nobody's stopping you.
Marissa: Nobody but me. I have been running ever since I found out that all those wonderful things J.R. did for me came from you. Or, no, wait. No. Maybe it was even before that when we went away with the kids, and you told me how you felt. Or maybe it was even when we were trapped in that closet, and we had to depend on each other to survive. I knew something was going on even then, but I just couldn't accept -- I'm talking too much, aren't I?
Bianca: Yeah. [Kiss]
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