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Another World Transcript Tuesday 11/4/03

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Amanda: No, I'm not.

Sam: Hey. I liked you from the first moment you walked into my office.

Amanda: That is not true.

Sam: It is, too.

Amanda: I remember that day.

Sam: I thought to myself, "now, here is a woman with spirit, ambition, a sense of humor."

Amanda: That's all, huh?

Sam: I find you so intriguing. Elusive, almost.

Amanda: Elusive?

Sam: Well, yeah. I mean, no matter how straightforward you are with me, there's still so much that in don't know about you.

Amanda: And you like that?

Sam: It makes me want to know more.

Amanda: Oh, I --

Sam: You really have to go, don't you?

Amanda: That's what I've been trying to tell you for the past two hours.

Sam: When am I going to see you next?

Amanda: How about later this afternoon?

Sam: Great. Do you want me to come over to your place?

Amanda: No. No, that wouldn't be good. Um -- how about down by the lake? There are some woods down Colton Road.

Sam: Ok. Is that where your family lives?

Amanda: No. I mean, why would it be? That's a really ritzy area. Didn't you know that?

Sam: No, not really.

Amanda: Well, it is. But that doesn't matter. Just be there, ok?

Sam: So, I'm going to see you later this afternoon, right?

Amanda: Yeah.

Sam: Well, I guess I can wait that long.

Vicky: I have so much to be thankful for.

Michael: Oh, yeah? Where'd you get an idea like that?

Vicky: Oh, I don't know. Think about it.

Michael: Well, let me see. Could -- nah, it couldn't be --

Vicky: Could it be Thanksgiving?

Michael: Son of a gun! I knew there was a reason Grandma was cooking a turkey.

Vicky: Yeah.

Michael: I wonder if she thinks John is going to show up.

Vicky: Well, I hope she's not too disappointed.

Michael: Well, I think it's just fine, the three of us. I'll have a good time.

Vicky: Me, too. Oh, dad --

Michael: What?

Vicky: Well, I was going to wait until dinner, but --

Michael: What? Come on.

Vicky: I can't, I can't. Here.

Michael: What is this?

Vicky: It was waiting for me at the hotel when I got there.

Michael: Ok. This is a letter.

Vicky: Yeah. Read it.

Michael: Oh, Vicky.

Vicky: Are you surprised?

Michael: Well, I had no idea you were serious about this.

Vicky: Well, I'm very serious.

Michael: Honey, does anybody else know about this?

Vicky: No, I wanted to try it out myself first.

Michael: Well, try it out.

Vicky: Well, let me introduce myself.

Michael: Ok. Go ahead.

Vicky: Ladies and gentlemen -- dad -- the former Miss Victoria Love is now officially and legally what she's been in her heart for a long time -- Miss Victoria Hudson.

Michael: That was beautiful. Thank you.

Reginald: Thank you, Bridget.

Bridget: Mr. Reginald, I told you, I don't know when Miss Donna is going to be back.

John: What are you doing here? I'm sure Donna doesn't want to see you, so why don't you just take off.

Reginald: Are you spending a lot of time here now?

John: No. No, I just came by here to get rid of you.

Reginald: It's Thanksgiving, John. Time for families to be together.

John: Give me a break.

Reginald: Actually, I was going to give Donna a break -- take her out, cheer her up.

Bridget: Oh, Miss Donna.

Donna: Reginald.

Reginald: And here she is.

Bridget: He's only been here a little while.

Reginald: Hello, Donna. Nicole.

Donna: John. What are you doing here?

Bridget: No, Miss -- Miss Donna, you've got to rest now, you know. I'll put on the kettle, yes. Now, you're looking very pale. Are you sure you're all right, dear?

Donna: Uh -- actually, no, I'm not.

Nicole: Oh.

Bridget: Oh.

Reginald: What's wrong, darling?

Nicole: She just did too much today. From now on, she's going to have to really take it easy. Well, come on, don't just stand there. Why don't you give me a hand. And someone find Jamie Frame's number. She may need a doctor.

Reginald: A doctor?

Donna: It's ok.

Nicole: Ok.

Matthew: Hey, anybody want to stop eating and get some exercise?

Mac: I will later, but right now I haven't seen your mother in so long.

Rachel: Oh, darling, it's all right.

Mac: Cool it, will you? Have you ever seen how far this guy throws a pass?

[Rachel laughs]

Matthew: What about you, Adam?

Adam: Who, me? Oh, no, no, I have to take care of my arm.

Rachel: Your arm?

Mac: What'd you do to your arm?

Ada: What's wrong with your arm?

Adam: Well, this is the arm I use to hold the magnifying glass with. This is my cue arm. If anything happens, I don't solve anything cases. Elementary, my dear Matthew.

[Phone rings]

Mac: I'll get it.


Mac: Mackenzie Cory. Don't you move a muscle! I'll be right there.

Rachel: Where?

Matthew: I thought you had to stay with mom.

Rachel: Mac?

Mac: Be right back.

Rachel: Where are you going? What's going on?

Ada: Why do you ask supersleuth over here. I have two pumpkin pies to make. How would you like to try that passing arm out on a rolling pin?

Matthew: That's girl's stuff. That's woman's work.

Adam: Sexist!

Ada: And in this liberated household, too. Come on, Joe Montana, into the kitchen.

Rachel: I will contribute an arm.

Adam: Well, I'd be happy to help, but, you know --

Ada: Oh, yeah. Oh, sure. Sure.

[Phone rings]

Jamie: Excuse me.

Lisa: Sure.


Jamie: Cory residence.

John: Doc, look, this is John Hudson. We got a little problem over here at the Love estate.

Jamie: What's wrong?

John: It's Donna. She says she's dizzy.

Jamie: I'll be right over. House call -- the Hudsons. Keep the fire burning for me. I'll be right back.

Adam: Gee. Was it something I said?

Lisa: You know, Vicky didn't really want to leave.

Adam: Ooh. Where did that come from?

Lisa: She likes you, Adam.

Adam: Yeah, well, I like her, too. She's got spirit.

Lisa: And she's gorgeous.

Adam: I don't know. A year ago, I wouldn't have said so. I would've said, "uh-uh, no way. Not my type."

Lisa: And now?

Adam: Well, if it isn't Vicky, may be time for me to move on.

Lisa: Good. You've been lonely.

Adam: And who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky like my cousin Jamie.

Mary: Ladder needs to be fixed.

Vince: Yeah, it's shaky.

Mary: Yeah. Ah! Well, they're going to -- they're going to set up for the first sitting. I think I'll sit.

Vince: What's wrong?

Mary: Oh, nothing, nothing. Just do-gooders should wear more comfortable shoes.

Vince: Let me see here. Oh, yeah, you're still wearing heels that are too high. I'm doing it again. I promised myself I wouldn't do it.

Mary: What, look at my feet?

Vince: There's got be a psychiatric term for it, you know?

Mary: Psychiatric term for what?

Vince: For me living in the past. There's got to be some way you can stop that.

Mary: Why do you figure you do it?

Vince: Well, you're the -- the shrink. You tell me.

Mary: Well, perhaps it's just that the present is empty.

Vince: You get 75 bucks an hour for garbage like that?

Mary: Hey, I'm not a shrink, but if I were, I would probably, you know, go on to say that possibly you just feel that there's something unresolved in your past.

Vince: Ahem. Well, I guess we both know what that could be. Did you know that I was going to be over here this afternoon?

Mary: No, I had absolutely no idea.

Vince: Well, what do you think that means? Is fate for us or -- or against us?

John: Let's go.

Reginald: What are you doing, Hudson? Take your hands off me.

John: It's you who needs company. It's a holiday and you're all alone.

Reginald: Please --

John: Get out!

Reginald: Spare me the dime store psychology.

John: Out!

Reginald: Call me if you need me, Donna.

Jamie: Where is she?

John: She's on the couch.

Jamie: Ok. What do we have here?

Donna: Jamie, no. Really, I'm fine. You didn't need to come.

Jamie: No, shh.

Donna: I'm sorry.

Jamie: You just relax now.

Nicole: She got weak all of a sudden.

Bridget: And very pale.

Jamie: Do you have any cramps, Donna?

Donna: No, I don't.

Jamie: Any bleeding?

Donna: None.

Jamie: Ok, then. Well, I don't think we should worry about this too much. You probably just need to get some rest.

Bridget: Yes. You see, that's what I've been telling her. You know, she's a very fragile lady. I mean, I -- I keep telling her -- as a matter of fact, I begged her. I said, "you should just let the world go by." That's what I said. I mean, a woman like her -- I mean, she -- she shouldn't worry about things like that when she's expecting.

John: Expecting?

Rachel: The pies smell real good. It's going to be a good dinner. Thank you.

Ada: Not if you don't cheer up, it won't.

Rachel: I'm all right.

Ada: Oh. That's why you look like you just lost your best friend.

Rachel: I'm fine, really.

Ada: No, you're not. So why don't you let it out so we can all relax and have a good time.

Rachel: Have I ever apologized to you?

Ada: You're changing the subject.

Rachel: No, I'm not. I must have driven you crazy when I was a kid.

Ada: To say nothing of lately.

Rachel: I've been thinking about it a lot. I am sorry -- sorry for all the times I made you worry, all the times I made you feel as though you were always getting in my way.

Ada: Kids do that.

Rachel: Doesn't make it right.

Ada: Amanda must really be giving you a hard time.

Rachel: It's Thanksgiving. I have no idea where she is.

[Door opens]

Rachel: Amanda? Amanda!

Ada: Lots of luck, pal.

Amanda: Hi, mom.

Rachel: Where have you been?

Amanda: I was out on a date.

Rachel: Hilda said you didn't come home last night.

Amanda: I didn't.

Rachel: Would you care to explain that?

Amanda: I'd love to explain it. But later.

Rachel: Now!

Amanda: Now is not a good time.

Rachel: It is for me.

Amanda: The house is full of people.

Rachel: Well, you should have thought of that before you came sneaking back in here wearing last night's dress.

Amanda: I did think of it.

Rachel: And you didn't care?

Amanda: I saw dad pulling away --

Rachel: Oh, I see. You thought you could get away with it.

Amanda: Yes.

Rachel: What about me?

Amanda: What about you?

Rachel: You didn't think I'd be just a little thrown by this? Or are your father's feelings the only feelings you care about?

Amanda: I care about your feelings, too.

Rachel: Well, it's hard to believe, behaving the way you're behaving.

Amanda: I'm sorry.

Rachel: Amanda, this is a holiday. You didn't even have the courtesy to call us and tell us where you were?

Amanda: I didn't think --

Rachel: Well, why don't you start thinking? Why don't you have the guts to tell us what's going on?

Amanda: I spent the night with Sam.

Rachel: I see.

Amanda: I don't think you do.

Rachel: Amanda, I'm not a fool. Your father and I were on business trips and you took advantage.

Amanda: No.

Rachel: How do you see it?

Amanda: It was what I wanted. I would've done it anyway.

Rachel: Are you in love?

Amanda: I don't know yet.

Rachel: Does Sam love you?

Amanda: I hope he will.

Rachel: He doesn't now?

Amanda: I don't know!

Rachel: Well, obviously, he hasn't told you or you would know.

Amanda: What are you getting at?

Rachel: I'm trying to figure out what kind of an affair this is, Amanda. Is it serious, semi-serious, casual?

Amanda: That isn't fair.

Rachel: I think I have a right to know.

Amanda: You don't have a right to make fun of it.

Rachel: I don't know what to make of this.

Amanda: Sam and I care about each other very deeply.

Rachel: I hope that's true because you have been ignoring everything else in your life to be with Sam.

Amanda: Would you get off my back?

Rachel: With pleasure.

Amanda: Mom, wait. I'm sorry. I just don't know how to talk to you about this.

Rachel: Well, you've been doing just fine up until now.

Amanda: I'm only taking the advice that you gave me.

Rachel: I have never advised you to sleep around.

Amanda: No, but you told me to go with my feelings, and that if I met someone that I thought was special, I would know when the time was right.

Rachel: I told you that?

Amanda: I haven't done anything that you didn't do at my age.

Rachel: That doesn't make it right, Amanda. And we're not talking about me, we're talking about you. And why -- why did you have to -- with Mitch Blake's brother?

Amanda: Would you feel better if it was with someone else?

Rachel: No, I wouldn't. Why didn't you talk to me about it? Why didn't you just consult me or something?

Amanda: It just didn't work out that way. I'm sorry.

Rachel: Well, I hope it worked out for you to use contraception.

Amanda: Yes.

Rachel: Are you all right? Are you happy, at least?

Amanda: Sam's a wonderful man, mom. I knew that the day I met him. I am so happy. Can you at least be happy for me, please?

Rachel: I think you better go up and change your clothes.

Amanda: Well, thanks for trying to understand.

Rachel: This conversation isn't over yet.

Amanda: What are you looking at me like that for?

Rachel: I never would've been able to tell my mother I was having an affair.

Amanda: Isn't this better?

Rachel: For you, I think it's better. I don't know about for me. I still think of you as one of my babies, and now you've taken on a very adult responsibility.

Amanda: You make it sound so serious.

Rachel: It is very serious. You take care of yourself, ok? Please.

Nicole: Thanks again, Jamie. Enjoy your holiday.

John: How long have you known?

Donna: Not long.

John: Well, what did Mike say when you told him?

Donna: He didn't.

John: He doesn't know?

Donna: No. And he won't until I start to show.

John: Oh, come on, that is the dumbest thing I've ever -- you get on the phone and call him right now.

Donna: No. I have made up my mind.

John: Then unmake it.

Donna: No. No, this is the way it's going to be, John.

John: If you won't call him, I will.

Donna: Don't you do it!

John: You don't want your husband back? Is that it?

Donna: Of course I do, more than anything in this world.

John: Then what are you saying?

Donna: I want him to come back when he wants to, when he feels like he can trust me again.

John: I can't believe you're talking like this.

Donna: Well, you might as well believe it. Oh, and I've had plenty of practice with this argument.

John: Who knows you're pregnant?

Donna: Nicole, Bridget, Felicia, and Jamie, of course.

John: But not Mike.

Donna: No. And I don't want him to come back because he thinks I'm blackmailing him. I don't want that.

John: Donna, he is the father of your child!

Donna: No pity! I don't want him feeling that way and I don't want him to feel that he's responsible.

John: Well, he is responsible!

Donna: John, I want him to come back to me because he loves me.

John: What you're doing isn't right.

Donna: Oh, of course, and you understand that because everything you've always done has always been right.

Priest: Ever think of switching parishes, Mr. McKinnon?

Vince: Well, father, you know --

Priest: I could try to arrange for a trade.

Vince: For two minor leaguers and a player to be named later?

Priest: Say, you played first base for St. Anne's in the church league, didn't you?

Vince: Yeah --

Mary: Good field. No hit.

Priest: You're right.

Vince: Why, I ought to --

Mary: There you go. Now, you guys eat --

Vince: Oh, there you are.

Mary: Enjoy, and there's more if you need it.

Vince: Excuse me.

Mary: Ok?

Vince: Happy Thanksgiving.

Mary: You can start. It's all right.

Vince: "No hit"? You think you're pretty funny, don't you?

Mary: Uh-huh. Really nice of you to stay and help out.

Vince: Well, I don't have anything better to do.

Mary: What about tonight?

Vince: Uh-uh. You -- you having dinner with Scott?

Mary: No. Scott and Dawn are going to Zack's parents'.

Vince: Cheryl's doing that, too, yeah.

Mary: Mm-hmm, so I guess you'll be doing something with Diane.

Vince: No, no, no, no. She -- she flew back east to be with her parents.

Mary: Ah.

Vince: So, who -- who are you going to have dinner with?

Mary: The Corys. Ada invited me. What?

Vince: She did the same thing to me. What was that I was saying about fate?

Mary: Well, do you think it is for us or against us?

Vince: Ask me tonight.

Male singer: Each time the wind blows I hear your voice so I call your name whispers at morning our love is dawning heaven's glad you came you know how I feel this thing can't go wrong I'm so proud to say I love you your love's got me high I long to get by this time is forever love is the answer

Female singer: I hear your voice now you are my choice now the love you bring heaven's in my heart at your call I hear harps and angels sing you know how I feel this thing can't go wrong I can't live my life without you

Male singer: I just can't hold on

Female singer: I feel we belong

Male singer: My life ain't worth living if I can't be with you

Singers: I just can't stop loving you

Female singer: Oh, no

Singers: I just can't stop loving you

Female singer: If I do

Singers: And if I stop

Female singer: Oh, oh

Singers: Then tell me just what will I do?

Female singer: Do

Male singer: I just can't stop loving you

Female singer: We can change all the world tomorrow

Male singer: We can sing songs of yesterday

Female singer: I can say hey, farewell to sorrow

Male singer: This is my life and I

Singers: Want to see you for always I just can't stop loving you

Female singer: No, baby oh

Singers: I just can't stop loving you

John: Ok, I know that I've done a lot of things wrong in my life and that I'm hardheaded, but this is a little different.

Donna: It's my decision.

John: How long before you start to show?

Donna: Probably a couple more months.

John: Well, that's not much time. Why don't you go ahead and tell him now?

Donna: Because I am hoping he will realize that he can still love me.

John: Have you two talked at all?

Donna: Oh, yes, I've tried. It didn't work out too well.

John: Well, this is the perfect opportunity to try again.

Donna: No. I am not going to tell him, and, John, neither are you.

John: Lies and secrets have torn this family apart, and they've got to stop!

Nicole: Donna? How you doing?

Donna: I'm doing better.

John: You really feeling ok?

Donna: Yes, I'm just a little tired, that's all.

John: None of that morning sickness or --

Donna: No, no, not this time. I've been very lucky.

John: Lucky, yeah. Well, listen, if you need anything, call me.

Donna: John? I mean it.

Nicole: Are you really feeling better?

Donna: Yes. It's like nothing even happened.

Nicole: Donna, what was father doing here?

Donna: I don't know. I don't know, but I'm just glad John got rid of him. Listen, I want to hear about these feelings that Cass has for you.

Nicole: Oh. I'm not certain how deep they are.

Donna: Do you really think he's falling in love with you? You do, don't you?

Nicole: Well, he kissed me, and it wasn't in front of other people this time.

Adam: Well, here it is -- perfectly chilled champagne. Now, all we need is Mac.

Matthew: You've got him. He's on his way in. I just saw him coming.

Ada: Oh, good.

Mac: That took a little bit longer than I thought it would.

Matthew: What did?

Mac: I think this is going to be a marvelous Thanksgiving.

Rachel: Mac, what is going on?

Mac: Pop the champagne, Adam, and pour an extra glass.

Rachel: Why?

Mac: And put it right there in the center of the room. I have a surprise.

Ada: A ghost is coming to dinner!

Mac: No, no. This person is very, very much alive.

Matthew: Who?

Mac: Well, it's someone we have missed enormously, not only here but at the complex. Someone who keeps us on our toes, keeps us laughing --

Rachel: Mac --

Mac: Somebody that we would never want to leave again.

Rachel: No, come on! Come on, tell us!

Mac: Ta-da! Oh!

Rachel: Oh!

Mac: Liz!

Ada: Liz Matthews, is that you? Are you here to stay?

Liz: Darling, someone has to help you boss the Corys around.


Rachel: Liz, welcome home.

Liz: Oh, I've missed you all so much. Oh, Matthew, you've grown. Ada.

Ada: Oh, how great to see you! Welcome home!

Liz: Jamie.

Jamie: Hello!

Liz: Adam!

Amanda: I have to go home.

Sam: Aw, it's too soon!

Amanda: My parents are going to be worried about me.

Sam: So when am I going to meet your parents?

Amanda: Not tonight. Oh. I mean, we don't even live around here. This is a very rich area.

Sam: Yeah, so you said.

Amanda: So I'll see you tomorrow, ok?

Sam: Oh, not tonight?

Amanda: No. I think tomorrow.

Sam: Ok.

Amanda: What are you looking at?

Sam: That's the Cory house.

Amanda: It's huge.

Sam: Can you imagine all those servants scurrying around? Kind of like "upstairs, downstairs."

Amanda: Yeah, I guess it's pretty tiresome having that many people under foot all the time.

Sam: Yeah, I couldn't stand it. I mean, ordering those people around, all those servants under foot.

Amanda: Yeah, well, I guess I'd hate it, too.

Sam: You know, that's another thing I like about you.

Amanda: What?

Sam: Well, you're not the type to go in for that kind of stuff.

Amanda: We have to talk soon, Sam.

Sam: About what?

Amanda: Oh, a lot of things.

Sam: Ok, fine. Hey, I want to know everything about you, ok?

Amanda: Bye, Sam.

[Michael laughs]

Vicky: Dandelion wine -- how hip can you get, Grandma?

Clara: That's right -- make fun of your poor, ancient grandmother.

Michael: Hey, now, this is a family tradition for as long back as I can remember. We've had it every year.

Liz: It is a tradition. Why, I even remember making it when Michael and John were over in that terrible war.

John: Got a glass for me, mom?

Clara: John! You ma it! Oh.

Oh. Now my Thanksgiving is really complete.

John: Hi, Vicky.

Vicky: Hello, uncle John.

John: Mike.

Michael: Happy Thanksgiving, John.

John: Mmm. Smells good in here, just like I remember.

Clara: Well, good. Then stay and eat with us.

John: No, I can't.

Clara: You are staying and there's an end of it. Now, here. Have a glass of dandelion wine. There you are.

John: Thank you.

Clara: Now, let's drink a toast. Let's drink to us all being here together, hmm?

Michael: Mom. Honey.

Clara: Now -- do you know, I've always dreamed of having a granddaughter who was helping me in the kitchen.

John: Hmm.

Clara: Vicky, you're it. Bring your wine.

Michael: Ahem.

John: Just saw Donna. She's lonely.

Michael: Well, you were there.

John: She wants you.

Michael: Yeah, well, my marriage is over.

John: You can't even see her?

Michael: I'm going to Europe.

John: Europe? How long are you going to be gone?

Michael: I'm going to be gone a long time. I don't know -- I got a lot of business to do there.

John: What about Vicky?

Michael: Well, she's going to go with me for part of the time, even though she doesn't know it yet.

John: Look, Mike, consider the stakes. Send someone else to Europe.

Michael: Do me a favor, would you? Just stay out of my business.

John: The best favor I can do you is to make this my business.

Donna: You know, 20 years ago, I was pregnant with Michael's children and I didn't know where he was. I didn't know if I was ever going to see him again.

Nicole: This isn't a case of history repeating itself, Donna.

Donna: Well, it might just happen again.

Nicole: No, it won't. As soon as John tells Michael that you're pregnant --

Donna: No, he won't, and he can't. What do they say about silence being deafening? This house is really empty now. But I deserve it.

Nicole: Oh, Donna. You stop this right now. Everything's going to change. There will be years of happy times ahead. A lifetime.

Donna: I hope you're right.

Nicole: I am, and it's all going to begin this Friday afternoon when I marry Cass.

Donna: Nicole, I hope you know what you're doing.

Nicole: And I hope you'll be there right beside me. Will you?

Donna: You know I will be.

Nicole: I'll need someone to hold my hand.

Donna: You've got it.

Ada: Ok.

Mary: It's a tad early to be playing cupid, don't you think? This is Thanksgiving, not Valentine's day.

Ada: I haven't got a clue what you're talking about.

Mary: Good.

Liz: It's as if I'd never been away.

Rachel: Are you really back?

Liz: San Diego is beautiful, but Bay City is my home.

Mac: Well, now that you're used to a life of leisure, I don't suppose you'd take on a job or anything?

Liz: Actually, I want to talk to you about that.

Rachel: The executive assistant for the owner and publisher is open.

Mac: Wide open, not that you'd be interested.

Liz: I think I'll have to get back to you on that, Mac.

Mac: Get back to me?

Liz: Darlings, you're forgetting -- I have been in California. I don't do anything now without first checking with my agent.

Jamie: Amanda. Where have you been?

Amanda: Walking. Aunt Liz? Hi!

Liz: Amanda! You've blossomed.

Mac: Well, now that everybody's here, time for the toast of Thanksgiving.

Ada: Oh, yes. Good.

Amanda: Can I have some champagne?

Rachel: That'll have to be your decision, won't it?

Ada: There you go.

Mac: Dear friends, dear family, well, how fortunate we are just to be able to say those words. How fortunate we are that the past year has brought us the most precious gift of all -- the gift of life itself, and that we could live it as we choose in this land that is our land. And how fortunate we are that the coming year will give to each of us innumerable choices. May we all choose wisely. May we choose the right and may we live our choices joyfully. To the future.

All: To the future.

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