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Another World Transcript Thursday 8/7/03

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[Knock on door]

Lisa: Who is it?

Jamie: Oh, yes. Hello! I live down the hall a ways, and I was wondering if I could borrow a cup of Lisa Grady?

Lisa: You're back!

Jamie: It turned out to be a false alarm. This happens all the time with new babies.

Lisa: How come you knocked? I gave you a key.

Jamie: Oh, I was hoping you'd say that. You ready to get back to our-- to our woody Allen festival.

Lisa: Yeah, the popcorn's right where we left it.

Jamie: Why are we both crying?

Lisa: The onion. I'm making us dinner.

Jamie: Good. I thought we were both going out of our minds. Oh, would you look at this place? You've been busy.

Lisa: Well, I wanted tonight to be special.

Jamie: It's gonna be kind of hard to top last night, you know?

Lisa: Jamie, why don't you go take a shower?

Jamie: A cold shower? Your wish is my command. How soon till we eat?

Lisa: Uh, I have to put the rice in and the onions in-- 20 minutes.

Jamie: I'll be out in 10 to help.

Lisa: Ok. I hope you like Cajun food. It's called jambalaya.

Jamie: Love it. I just love it. And, gosh, I just love you, too.

Felicia: You know, Rachel was bound to find out sooner or later that Sam was your brother, I--well, I think it might be better this way.

Mitch: I don't get it. How could she fire him after just giving him the job?

Felicia: Well, it's bad luck, you know, that she saw the two of you together. How is Sam doing?

Mitch: He's doing fine. He's out with the want ads.

Felicia: Well, he's a talented kid. I'm sure he's not gonna have any problem getting another job.

Mitch: He shouldn't have to be looking for another job. He would have been a very good layout artist for Brava.

Felicia: Right, and then before princess Diana butted in, it was just Charles and me all the way, and then, well, you know what happened.

Mitch: What?

Felicia: I met this wonderful photographer. And the rest is, well, history, as they say.

Mitch: He's gonna be all right?

Felicia: Who? The wonderful photographer or the wonderful photographer's brother? I think the wonderful photographer's brother is gonna be fine, but I think the wonderful photographer might be walking a thin line at the moment.

Mitch: Maybe he likes the tightrope.

Felicia: Oh?

Mitch: Maybe he likes being a daredevil.

Felicia: Oh? I don't know about the dare, but he is a devil.


Cass: Hi.

Felicia: Hi, Cass.

Cass: Maybe I should go out and come in again, huh?

[Mary sighs]


[Door closes]

M.J.: Hi, Mama.

Mary: I was just writing you a note. Where have you been?

M.J.: I was just out walking... thinking... and you know what? I am really happy about you and Pops.

Mary: Why?

M.J.: Because you're getting married again. You want some coffee?

Mary: Oh, no. I, uh... can't stay.

M.J.: Oh, yeah, I ran into Zack on the way. He told me that Becky's father picked up her today. Is this her stuff?

Mary: No, it's mine.

M.J.: What?

Mary: I--I can't live here anymore, M.J. Your father... And I... have decided that it's time for me to leave.

M.J.: But, Mama, I don't understand. I mean, Pops gave you a ring.

Mary: Believe me, that ring was as much of a surprise to me as it was to you.

M.J.: Well, yeah, but you guys are getting really close.

Mary: Close, yes... But close is a long way from being married.

M.J.: Oh, Mama.

Mary: It just happened so quickly. Suddenly, you and--and--and Cheryl were there, and Vince was announcing to everybody--

M.J.: Where is Pops anyway?

Mary: He's at the restaurant. Oh, M.J., this is all hurting him so much, and I don't know what to do. I--I--I just-- I can't give him the commitment that he wants right now...

[Mary sighs] and so... We decided that since Becky was leaving today, that, um, this probably would be a good time for me to go, too.

M.J.: Mama, can't you guys give this one more shot?

Mary: It's not that simple. Vince is still in love with the Mary who left here 17 years ago. I don't even know who that is.

M.J.: Mama, she's the same wonderful woman that you are now.

Mary: I can't even get him to talk to me.

M.J.: And I really thought that you guys had a shot of making it work this time.

Mary: I can't pretend to be someone I'm not, M.J. Don't you understand that that would hurt him more in the long run than anything else?

[Mary sighs] get you some cream for your--

M.J.: Wait, wait, wait. I, um... I just want you to be happy, and if that means that you and Pops can't work things out, well, I guess that's your business. I'm just gonna have to accept it.

Mary: Do you really mean that?

M.J.: I just know that I don't want to lose you again.

[Mary sobs]

Mary: Thank you. Sometimes I get so scared. I don't want to lose you, either.

M.J.: Have you told Cheryl yet?

Mary: Oh, yeah. She's furious with me. You'd think that I was doing this on purpose just to hurt her.

M.J.: Well, she was really young the first time it--

Mary: This is not like the first time. I am not deserting her.

M.J.: I know, I know. Maybe you just need to give her some time, you know? I mean, it worked with me.

Mary: Yeah, it did, didn't it? We certainly have made progress since I first got back here.

M.J.: Yeah, well, I saw how you were with Pops, and... How hard you've tried. I guess that's all anybody can ask.

Mary: I'm sorry.

M.J.: Nah, it's ok. I'm not giving up hope. Maybe this isn't permanent.

Mary: Oh, I think it really is, M.J.

M.J.: Yeah, well, I choose to hope that it's not, because I would really like to see you and Pops together.

Mary: Well, I'd really like to see you and Adam together. Maybe some things really just aren't meant to be.

Vince: Ow! Oh, God.

Ada: Now what?

Vince: Nothing. I just spilled some coffee.

Ada: God, it's all over the bar.

Vince: It's all right. It's all right.

Ada: Here, let me do it.

Vince: I can do it. Hey, I'm not helpless.

Ada: I know you're not. I just thought... Never mind.

Vince: You just thought what?

Ada: You need some time off. Things have been pretty rough on you lately.

Vince: Oh, right. Right, sure. This place doesn't run itself, you know?

Ada: I'll call Sara in. She can help me. Go home.

[Vince laughs]

Vince: Yeah, go home. Maybe I'll help Mary pack.

Ada: What?

Vince: Ah. You might as well know. You're gonna find out. Mary and I are through. She's not coming into work, either.

Ada: She's moving out of the house?

Mary: As we speak.

Ada: Are you two crazy or what?

Vince: I tell ya, Ada, part of me wants to run home and beg her to stay, you know? Give me another chance.

Ada: Is that bad?

Vince: Not for... You know, Mary McKinnon, but I don't have... Much to offer that signora up there.

[Ada sighs]

Ada: You're selling yourself short, pal.

Vince: Hey, maybe you're right. Maybe I'm better off without her, huh? Hmm.

Amanda: Hi, Grandma.

Ada: Hi yourself. Give us a kiss.

Both: Mmm.

Ada: I didn't get a chance to talk to you at all during that party last night.

Amanda: Yeah, wish you'd stuck around for the family fight.

Ada: Uh-huh. What did I miss?

Amanda: Oh, just Mom putting her foot down about college. It's like she thinks it's the only way to succeed in life.

Ada: And you don't?

Amanda: Well, it's one way, sure, but it's for people that don't know what they want to do.

Ada: And you do?

Amanda: I want to go into publishing.

Ada: That's this month.

Amanda: Great. Now you sound like Mom.

Ada: No, you sound like Mom. Honey... Don't be too hard on Rachel.

Amanda: I wouldn't if she would just let up about college. I mean, it's like she doesn't even hear me when I say that I don't want to go.

Ada: Oh, she hears you, all right. She also hears herself at your age.

Amanda: What?

Ada: Well, it's the same argument Rachel and I had when she was your age.

Amanda: Except this time, there's one big difference.

Ada: Like what?

Amanda: I'm right.

Ada: Uh-huh.

Amanda: I mean, what would you do in my situation?

Ada: Oh, now, wait a minute. You're not gonna get me on any side here, Amanda.

Amanda: Chicken.

Ada: You bet I am. Just remember, no matter what happens, your mother loves you very much.

Rachel: She's right.

Cass: Are you two gonna behave yourselves now?

Felicia: Probably not.

Cass: I mean, I knew you were friends, but, um...

Mitch: Well, more than friends.

Cass: Yeah, well, that's pretty obvious.

Felicia: Look, Cass. We should have told you. I'm the one who didn't want to. It was because I didn't want you to know about something that was very happy in my life, because you were grieving so about Kathleen.

Cass: Aha. Now it starts.

Felicia: Aha, now what starts?

Cass: This is the Felicia gallant I know so well.

Felicia: Meaning?

Mitch: I think this is where I take my cue to go to the--

Felicia: No, no, no, no. You don't have to go anywhere.

Mitch: Oh, I know. No, you two, uh... Have some things to talk about.

Felicia: All right, talk.

Cass: I don't need a den mother. I need a friend, and that includes telling me about what's going on in your life.

Wallingford: Oh, Adam, you here for dinner?

Adam: No, Wally. Just a little information. You ever seen this guy before? Doorman downstairs said he thought he saw him come in.

Wallingford: Yeah, yeah, I've seen him a lot. He hasn't been here tonight, though.

Adam: Wait a minute, his name's Joe.

Wallingford: Is this police business?

Adam: Will be if I can find him.

Wallingford: Well, stick around. Maybe he'll show up, ok?

Adam: Hey, hey. Just the man I wanted to talk to.

Joe: Come on, man. I'm not looking for trouble.

Adam: You just walked into it. Now, I got some questions about M.J. McKinnon and a certain videotape.

Joe: I don't know what you're talking about. Ok, all right, all right. Take it easy.

Adam: Look, you start talking, or you're gonna need a new set of vocal cords, you hear me?

Joe: Ok, ok. What do you want to know?

Jamie: Mm, boy, I sure hope this taste as good as it smells.

Lisa: Well, I followed the recipe exactly.

Jamie: Oh, yeah, yeah, the jambalaya, too.

Lisa: I thought you said you were hungry.

Jamie: I am. I just thought maybe we'd have dinner first.

Lisa: You are not gonna have anything if you don't let me finish.

Jamie: Ok, then I'll open the champagne.

Lisa: Good idea, champagne.

Jamie: Besides it'll give me something to do with my hands anyway.

Lisa: And now for the Cajun part.

Jamie: Say what?

Lisa: Nothing. Um, would you light the candles, too?

Jamie: Your wish is my command. Close your ears.

Lisa: What? Ohh!

Jamie: Oh, my gosh. What's the matter?

Lisa: Nothing.

Jamie: Ha ha. How's the jambalaya?

Lisa: Oh, it's fine. Why?

Jamie: Well, I was just wondering if I should pour the champagne or not.

Lisa: Yeah. Do that.

Jamie: Ok.

Lisa: Um, maybe you should get some water, too.

Jamie: What do I look like, a waiter or something?

Lisa: I'll get it.

Jamie: I was just kidding.

Lisa: No, it's all right. I just think we should have some water.

Jamie: Is that ready?

Lisa: Um, I guess so.

Jamie: Ok, then we've got everything we need. We got the champagne, we got the...Jambalaya. I guess all we need now is a toast. Madame...

Lisa: Thank you.

Jamie: Ok. To our very first Cajun dinner in your new apartment. And may there be many more nights like this.

Lisa: Um, I think you should just start with just a little of this.

Jamie: Mm, smells good. Kinda almost makes my nose itch.

Lisa: Um, Jamie, there's something I should tell you before you eat this.

Jamie: Oh, no, you don't. Now, you made the food, I'll be the judge.

Lisa: But it's--

Jamie: No. Not another word. Looks delicious. Mm...

Mary: I'm glad I got to be here, even if it was for just a little while.

M.J.: You know what? It brought back a lot of things, the things I had forgotten about.

Mary: Like what?

M.J.: Just stupid things, you know, like...The sound of your footsteps in the hall at night, seeing you brush your hair first thing in the morning. Brought back a feeling that I had when I was a kid... A feeling of being safe.

Mary: Maybe that's what Vince was trying to say, too, in his own way.

M.J.: Well, but you can't blame yourself that you don't have those memories. Anyway, maybe it's a blessing, you know, I mean... I sure have a feeling I'd like to forget about. There's some things in the past that aren't that easy to live with.

Mary: You have to concentrate on the present, M.J. I really believe that it's not so much what a person goes through as it is how they come through it. And I happen to think you're really special.

M.J.: Thanks.

Mary: What are you gonna do with your life now that you're off the force?

M.J.: Well, I've been thinking about going back to singing.

Mary: Really? Do you have some prospects?

M.J.: I'm not sure. I just got a message from Chad about a gig in Chicago. Supposed to go see him.

Mary: You sound a little hesitant.

M.J.: Not about the singing.

Mary: About Chad?

M.J.: I-I'm not sure I can work with him, Mama. I mean he brings back a lot of memories of the past, some of 'em are good, but... Some of them aren't.

Mary: What about the present?

M.J.: I haven't got the foggiest idea. I'm just in a haze. I don't know what I feel.

Mary: You can't live in the past, M.J. You have to live in the present and keep looking toward the future.

M.J.: Do you think there's any chance of a future for you and Pops?

Vince: Answer the question, Mary. Do we have a future?

Adam: Now, where did you get the tape of M.J.?

Joe: I found it.

Adam: Tell me the truth. Lying is not gonna be real healthy for you right now. And I'm tired of repeating myself, pal.

Joe: Come on, man, I didn't mean to bust up your wedding. It had nothing to do with you.

Adam: So you took it out on my bride, and I'm not supposed to take that personally, right?

Joe: Ok, so don't believe me, but I'm telling you the truth. The big guys in Chicago were after someone else.

Adam: Who?

Joe: Someone. Someone they needed to lean on. They needed the McKinnon girl for leverage.

Adam: How'd they find out about her past?

Joe: I ain't saying nothing else.

Adam: How did they find out about her past? Look, if you want to spend some time in a jail cell...

Joe: You got nothing on me.

Adam: Blackmail, pal. 10 to 15, and I promise you, you're not gonna get any time off. Give it to me.

Joe: Ok. They knew this guy was a part of her past.

Adam: Which guy?

Joe: The guy they were after. He used to be in love with her.

Adam: Chad Rollo? Is that who you're talking about, Chad Rollo?

Joe: Come on, man. I tell you anything else, they're gonna find me at the bottom of a lake.

Adam: Maybe you're right. Bay city's not gonna be a very healthy place for you. Going down.

Wallingford: Adam, did you see? That's the guy you were looking for?

Adam: Yeah. Yeah, I saw him. Listen, Wally, um, you haven't seen Chad Rollo, have you?

Wallingford: Chad? I suppose he's down in his room.

Jamie: Oh, really. Believe me, once you get used to it, it's not that bad, really.

Lisa: I wouldn't blame you if you never came here to eat again.

Jamie: I don't know what you're talking about. A little spice every now and then is good for you. Clears the sinuses.

Lisa: This stuff could clear the bathtub drain.

Jamie: Will you stop it? Really, this is just what I needed tonight. A real pick-me-up. See?

Lisa: Jamie, no!

Jamie: It's delicious.

Lisa: Are you going to swallow it?


Lisa: We're gonna run out of water by the time you finish what's on your plate.

Jamie: It is so hot. Come here. Just call me hot lips.

Rachel: I've been thinking a lot about what we talked about.

Amanda: So have I.

Rachel: I understand, sweetie. I understand that you feel you need to have some life experiences.

Amanda: So you agree that college is out?

Rachel: No, I said I'd compromise. I agree to let you work at Cory publishing for a few weeks, in return, you give me a semester of college.

Amanda: That's a waste of time and money.

Rachel: A college education is never a waste.

Amanda: We're not talking a college education. We're talking one semester.

Rachel: Yeah, but you might get there and find you like it and want to stay.

Amanda: Ok, fine. Let's consider my options, too. I might start at work and like it and decide to stay for life.

Rachel: Why are you being so stubborn?

Amanda: Why are you?

Rachel: Well, believe it or not, sweetie, I've lived a little bit longer than you.

Amanda: That's a cop out, and you know it.

Rachel: Honey, you're only 18.

Amanda: What's that got to do with anything?

Rachel: You're too young to decide on your career yet. When I was your age--

Amanda: Don't tell me that. I always hate it when you try to make me feel like you.

Rachel: Amanda...

Amanda: I'm not like you were at 18, and I don't want to be.

Chad: Who is it?

Adam: It's Adam Cory. Open up.

Chad: What do you want?

Adam: I want to talk to you about a guy named Joe. Work for some friends of yours from Chicago.

Chad: In case you haven't noticed, this is bay city.

Adam: The reason that that videotape of M.J. circulated was because your friends were having some problems with you.

Chad: That doesn't seem to make too much sense.

Adam: I think it does. They realized how much she meant to you, so they decided to use her as leverage. Didn't they?

Chad: Is that what this guy Joe told you?

Adam: What kind of people are you mixed up with, anyway?

Chad: You talked to Joe, whoever he is, it's his word against mine.

Adam: What kind of people would ruin somebody else's life just to get even with a creep like you?

Chad: Look, Cory, I did everything I could to keep that tape from surfacing.

Adam: You did everything to save yourself.

Chad: No! To protect M.J. and I knew all along about that tape. Hey, you wanna know something else? I still loved her.

Mary: We've discussed all this, Vince.

Vince: Answer the question, Mary. Do we have a future?

Mary: We don't have a present. We can't make things work now.

Vince: Maybe that's the key. Huh, work? Takes a lot of that.

Mary: It also takes accepting.

M.J.: Pops. Pops, I know this is really hard for you. I just--

Vince: No. Wait, wait, wait. M.J., I would like to talk to Mom alone. For a minute, huh?

M.J.: You realize that arguing about things isn't gonna help--

Vince: I'm not gonna argue. There's just a few things that I need to say.

M.J.: I love you. I love you both. Good luck.

Vince: You know I meant what I said. I don't want to fight anymore.

Mary: I don't, either.

Vince: You could say it's taken me 17 years to say this.

Mary: To say what?

Vince: How...how I really feel.

Mary: Well, Vince, I think you've told me.

Vince: Mary, just listen... And then you are free to walk out that door. It took me years before I could even--had any feeling for another woman. I... Dating... I mean before I could date, or even then, even then I just I'd go out with one woman because she had your smile. I'd go out with another one because her laugh reminded me of your laugh. Poor Diane... she loved me in spite of everything.

Mary: Vince, please don't do this.

Vince: I, uh, grieved for you once, Mary. I won't do it again. You walk out that door... This time... It's for good, I mean it. I love you--I still love you. I'm always gonna love you. But what you said to M.J. was right. I can't keep living in the past. I gotta start looking for a future. And that's what I'm gonna do.

Mary: Well... I guess this is it.

Vince: You can't walk out that door, can you, Mary?

Felicia: Oh, come on.

Mitch: What is it with you and these rugged outdoorsy types?

Cass: I guess I read clan of the cave bear one time too many. I had notice a certain earthiness creeping into your work lately.

Felicia: Well, let's face it, darling, you've ruined it for me with other lawyers.

Cass: It was my great pleasure. So, what, is this love with you and this photographer guy?

Felicia: Yep. Yeah, it really is. Bet you're surprised to hear me say that, aren't you?

Cass: When do I have to brush off my tuxedo?

Felicia: What?

[Cass hums "Here Comes the Bride"]

Felicia: Would you stop it? I may have worn his pajamas, but I haven't gone that far yet.

Cass: Well, you have the green light from me. Isn't that what you're waiting for?

Felicia: Oh, I see. Now it starts.

Cass: What?

Felicia: The Cass Winthrop that I know so well.

Cass: Yeah, meaning?

Felicia: Meaning that there's a certain touch of arrogance-- this certain-- I--I just wanna say this right. Um, pomposity that...That you have that no one else quite embodies.

Cass: It is a rare quality, isn't it?

Felicia: Welcome home.

Cass: Thank you.

Wallingford: Oh.

Felicia: Hi.

Wallingford: Am I interrupting?

Felicia: Oh, no, you couldn't interrupt anything.

Cass: Pull up a chair, my good man. The 3 musketeers ride again.

Wallingford: Let's talk about it later, ok.

Felicia: No, what?

Cass: Talk about what?

Wallingford: Look, I shouldn't have interrupted you guys.

Cass: Wallingford, don't do this. We don't hold anything back. Not friends, especially the 3 of us.

Wallingford: Well, I just got off the phone with the insurance company. They said they're gonna send the money for Kathleen's policy in a few days.

Cass: Tell me something. Is nasty Norma still racing these days?

Wallingford: Yeah. I bet on her a couple days ago.

Cass: How'd you do?

Wallingford: Dead last.

Cass: Perfect. Put the 50 grand on nasty Norma's nose to win. With any luck, I'll never hear about this money again.

Rachel: What's wrong with wanting my daughter to have all the things in life that she deserves?

Amanda: Everything, when she doesn't want them.

Rachel: You're just being stubborn, and you know it.

Ada: Rachel.

Amanda: But you never asked me what I wanted first.

Ada: Amanda.

Rachel: Because unless you wanna join a commune and grow organic vegetables, you're gonna have to have some sort of college education in order to work at whatever it is you wanna do.

Amanda: Or unless I find someone to take care of me. Isn't that your other argument?

Rachel: Yeah, now that you mention it.

Amanda: Oh, great.

Rachel: Honey, you can take all the slams you want at me. I'm not trying to force you to do anything.

Amanda: Yes, you are!

Ada: Ok! Enough...Both of you.

Amanda: If she would just get off my back.

Rachel: Ok! Ok. Go to college, don't go to college, make your own decisions, do whatever you want. Just don't make the decisions based on trying to get even with me.

Amanda: That's what you think I'm doing.

Rachel: Yes, that's what I think you're doing. And it's foolish. Honey, it's foolish to live your whole life just to spite me. I don't think I understand her. I don't think I understand her at all.

Chad: Get out of here, Cory. Get out of here and take your naive little dream world with you.

Adam: I'll smash your face in.

Chad: Go on. Go on. Is that gonna make you feel better?

Adam: Shut up.

Chad: Is that gonna make you feel like you're doing something for M.J.?

Adam: I loved her.

Chad: Wrong. You loved what you thought she represented.

Adam: I said shut up!

Chad: I've known all along what she was, who she was, and what she was all about. And, man, I would give anything to get her back.

Adam: If I ever see you with her again--if I ever--

Chad: What? What? You're gonna hit me again? You're gonna make my life more miserable?

Adam: How'd she ever fall in love with somebody like you? I don't understand that.

Chad: You're pathetic, Cory. You threw away the one person in your life who could make you happy.

M.J.: Adam! What are you doing? What are you doing here?

Adam: Nothing. Nothing at all.

M.J.: Wait. Adam, wait.

Adam: Go to hell, M.J. and take your boyfriend with you.

Lisa: That was different.

Jamie: Nothing like a little bit of spice, huh?

Lisa: Took the words right out of my mouth.

Jamie: You ready for some more jambalaya?

Lisa: Don't even joke about it. I can't believe I ruined dinner.

Jamie: You can ruin dinner like that anytime you want.

Lisa: I'll have to remember this about you and spices.

Jamie: Oh, please.

[Doorbell rings]

Lisa: Who do you think that is?

Jamie: It's probably somebody collecting for something. If we be quiet, they'll go away.


Jamie: Ay, yi yi.

Amanda: Jamie. Jamie, are you in there?

Jamie: It's Amanda.

Lisa: Your sister?

Jamie: Yeah. Something must be wrong.

Amanda: Jamie.


Jamie: Hey, kid, what's up?

Amanda: It's Mom. She's driving me crazy. Whoops.

Felicia: How did your developing go?

Mitch: Ok. How about yours?

Felicia: Like I told you, I knew Cass would be happy for us.

Mitch: Is that why he took off?

Felicia: No! No, no. Kathleen's insurance money came through and, well, you know how he was the other night about that.

Mitch: Sooner or later, he's gonna have to deal with that. I mean, you just can't go about protecting him all the time.

Felicia: I don't. Why are you saying that? Because I didn't tell him about us sooner?

Mitch: Well, as a matter of fact, he mentioned that he wished that that hadn't been kept from him.

Felicia: Yeah. I'm sure he said that to you, but when he was alone with me...Never mind. I mean, you just don't understand about Cass, that's all.

Cass: Did I hear my name taken in vain again?

Felicia: Never. How you doing?

Cass: I'm still on that roller coaster. Every time I hear this insurance money mentioned, I... Well, my mood takes a severe dip.

Felicia: Maybe I can help.

Cass: Believe me when I tell you, Felicia, I don't want that money.

Felicia: But, you know, if you do accept it, maybe we can do something good with it.

Cass: Like what? You have any ideas?

Felicia: I don't know, why don't you give me a couple of days to think about it? I may come up with a brilliant idea.

Mary: No, I can't do it. I can't say good-bye forever, it's not what I want.

Vince: What do you want, Mary?

Mary: I don't know.

Vince: Yes, you do. Come on now, hey, hey. We can be honest with each other.

Mary: I am being honest. The only thing I know... Is that I'm not the Mary you remember. And I'm not the signora that Reginald invented. I'm me! Whoever that is.

Vince: And you want other things from this life... Things that I could never, never be part of.

Mary: But why not?

Vince: Come, Mary, 'cause I happened to have liked Mary McKinnon. You don't... Your choice. I accept it.

Mary: I don't dislike her. I don't know her. And I don't have any way to remember.

Vince: Except through me. And that always leads to problems. Let's not kid each other. This is it. I'm glad you're alive. I think the world is a better place where... I just wish that... We could, you know... Things could've been different with us.

Mary: Yeah, me, too.

Vince: One more favor. I wanna walk out this time. I don't wanna come home tonight and remember... You walking out that door. Good-bye, Mary.

Mary: Good-bye, Vince.

Amanda: It's like Mom is trying to live her life through me. And when did you ever hear me say that I wanted a coming out party?

Jamie: That was for your birthday.

Amanda: That was for men. Every eligible bachelor in bay city was dragged up there that night.

Lisa: But she meant well. That's what's important.

Amanda: Did your mother ever do this to you?

Lisa: My mother died when I was 16.

Amanda: Oh. I'm sorry.

Lisa: We used to argue a lot. And the arguments got in the way of a lot of things I wish I'd said to her.

Amanda: Well, it isn't that we can't communicate. It's just that Mom doesn't even seem to listen to me when I talk to her.

Jamie: You've got to make her listen to you.

Amanda: No. No. As far as I'm concerned, the next step is Mom's. I mean, this is my life. I'm entitled to live it as I see fit.

Chad: Well, he knows the mob was using you to get to me.

M.J.: I'm not real surprised he was upset.

Chad: He still doesn't know I was your pimp.

M.J.: Chad, I don't even care anymore. It just doesn't matter.

Chad: M.J., I know you're upset.

M.J.: I, uh, I--I came here to talk about my singing.

Chad: Terrific. The gig's all set. Honey, it's not the pump room in Chicago, but it's just a step away. And the next time I talk to--

M.J.: I can't do it.

Chad: What?

M.J.: I'm afraid, Chad. I just can't risk it. It's too much like before.

Chad: What are you talking about? This is strictly legitimate. I wouldn't let you... What do you think I'm trying to do?

M.J.: I think that you're trying to live your dreams, and I've been there before.

Chad: They're our dreams.

M.J.: I know that they start out legitimate, but before long, there's one trade-off, and then there's another one, and then there's another one...

Chad: It won't be like that this time.

M.J.: I know. Because I can't do it.

Chad: M.J., the dream only worked with you.

M.J.: Chad... I don't think the dream worked at all. I'll see ya.

Rachel: But what if I know she's doing the wrong thing?

Ada: You and Mac raised her to be independent. To make her own decisions and stand by them. Where is the rule that says that you have to approve of the decision?

Rachel: That's not fair.

Ada: No, it's not fair. I didn't raise my daughter that way.

Rachel: So I'm just supposed to stand by and watch the pieces fall where they may?

Ada: Well, there's an old saying--you can't make an omelet without breaking some of the eggs.

Rachel: I don't like old sayings.

Ada: I don't like 'em either. Why don't you go home and let her know that you're on her side?

Rachel: You want another 18-year-old? You're much better at this than I am.

Ada: Out!

Rachel: Bye. Hi, Vince.

Vince: Rachel.

Rachel: Wait a minute. Are you all right?

Vince: Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm...just a little tired.

Rachel: Well, take care of yourself.

Ada: Did you see Mary?

Vince: Yeah, I saw her.

Ada: Oh, Vince, I'm sorry.

Vince: I can't believe it, Ada. I lost her... not once... twice.

Then I look in your eyes that old magic in you is still there still the same like the sun and the rain nothing's changed our love remains you're my anchor and my sail in the wind I need you here forever so hang on to the wings of my heart we can climb together love will take us beyond the clouds if you hold on to the wings of my heart

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