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Another World Transcript Wednesday 11/19/03

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[Knock on door]

Cass: Ok.


Cass: All right.


Cass: What?

Felicia: I'm sorry. I know you were probably sleeping. You were. I am sorry.

Cass: Oh, you always were perceptive.

Felicia: Don't be mad at me. I -- I just had to see you, that's all. I had to.

Cass: Well, you got your wish. Feast your eyes. In fact, since you came all this way, maybe you want to --

Felicia: Oh, honey, stop it. Now come on.

Cass: What?

Felicia: Please, get dressed. I need to talk to you. Really, go on.

Cass: What time is it, anyway?

Felicia: Cass --

Cass: What?

Felicia: This is important.

Cass: Ok, I'm beginning to get the drift. What's wrong?

Felicia: I've got a problem.

Cass: What problem?

Felicia: Well, it's my love life, or my so-called love life.

Cass: What does that mean?

Felicia: Oh, honey, would you just go get dressed, please? I'll tell you the whole gory story then. Go on.

Woman: And this is for you. You are a size 8, aren't you?

Vicky: Yeah, but I'm going to look like something off a dessert tray in this.

Woman: Oh, my goodness, no. Everyone loves this uniform. It's so perky.

Vicky: Perky?

Woman: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: Well, Mrs. Weller, why don't I just wear what I have on, and I can take this little tag and put it right here.

Mrs. Weller: No, Miss Hudson, no. It's hospital regulations. Every volunteer must wear a uniform.

Vicky: Great.

Mrs. Weller: Well, now I'm running late, and I haven't gone over all the rules with you yet. Maybe you better try to catch up with me after the meeting. Just remember -- never bother any of the doctors and stay away from the emergency treatment area.

Vicky: Hmm, got it.

Mrs. Weller: Well, run along, dear, and get dressed. There's a meeting in the upstairs lounge in five minutes. Chop-chop!

Vicky: Chop-chop.

Jamie: I don't understand what you're so nervous about. This is just my family we're talking about.

Lisa: That's why I'm nervous!

Jamie: And this party was your idea.

Lisa: I know. I have these lapses sometimes.

Jamie: They are going to love it. Would you trust me, please? It's a great way to get to know them, too. I mean, you trim the Christmas tree and you have hot, buttered --

Lisa: What if they hate everything?

Jamie: Well, you'll know about it. They turn in score sheets at the end of the evening.

[Jamie laughs]

Lisa: Jamie --

Jamie: What?

Lisa: If your family decides they don't like me --

Jamie: They won't.

Lisa: But if they do, things will never be the same.

Amanda: Promise me it'll always be like this.

Sam: I promise.

Amanda: Sam --

Amanda: Call early.

Amanda: Hi, yes, this is Amanda Cory. I was referred by Dr. Frame. Oh, I see, it's just a service. Well, I really would like to be able to get in to see the doctor today. I have a problem. I think it has to do with the birth control pills I was taking. All right, then, I'll give you a call later on and we'll set up an appointment. Thanks. Hi, Mom.

Rachel: Who was that, sweetie?

Amanda: Oh, just some research that I'm doing for "Brava."

Rachel: Research?

Amanda: Yeah, for one of the writers.

Rachel: You roll out of bed and start calling?

Amanda: Sure, why not?

Rachel: Awful lot of hard work. Is that the way you're handling things now?

Amanda: What?

Rachel: Are you covering up something?

Amanda: Mom, there's no big deal about getting up and making an early morning phone call.

Rachel: It's a big deal if you're hurting and you're not telling anybody.

Amanda: Any of Ellen's sweet rolls downstairs?

Rachel: Don't change the subject.

Amanda: I love working for Dad, really. And I think it's really stupid that I changed my name in the first place. It's easy being Amanda Cory.

Rachel: Amanda --

Amanda: What?

Rachel: I'm talking about Sam.

Amanda: What?

Rachel: All this hard work. That's what someone does when they want to forget how unhappy they are.

Amanda: Maybe they just love their work.

Rachel: Which one is it for you?

Amanda: I told you, I love working for Dad.

Rachel: That wasn't the question.

Amanda: Have you seen my brush?

Rachel: All right, if you don't want to talk about it, we don't have to.

Amanda: No, it's just that -- look, you're right. But it's over, and I'm just going to have to get through it. I'll do it. I've done it before.

Rachel: I don't think you've ever cared about somebody this much.

Amanda: Mom, it's over. I'll get through it, ok?

Rachel: By tearing out your hair?

Amanda: All right, you're right. It's bad. It's awful. I miss -- I miss so much -- talking to him, seeing him smile. He did smile once in a while, you know?

Rachel: I'll take your word for it.

Amanda: Sometimes I think he's in the room, and -- but it's over, and I'm just going to have to face it.

Rachel: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to seem nosy.

Amanda: It's ok. How are things going with you and Dad?

Rachel: Well, I kept a secret from him so long, it's going to take him a little time to get over it, that's all.

Amanda: You know, I can't help thinking this is all my fault. I should be the one --

Rachel: Honey, it's not your fault. I'm responsible for my own mistakes, unfortunately. We'll work it out.

Amanda: So will I.

Rachel: I just think you're making it extra special hard for yourself, continuing to work at "Brava."

Amanda: Well, I thought about a life in crime, but I'm not very good with locks.

Rachel: What about college?

Amanda: No. Dad and I talked about that. I really want to work at "Brava."

Rachel: You're making it awful tough on yourself. You're working under the same roof with Sam.

Amanda: I can handle that.

Rachel: No matter how much it hurts?

Amanda: I'm going to make it, Mom.

Rachel: I wish there was something I could do to make it not hurt so much.

Amanda: Yeah. So do I.

Rachel: Well, I guess it could've been worse. I mean, you two weren't together for too long. Would've been worse if you'd been more involved.

Jamie: So stop worrying about the apartment, the tree, or anything else. They already think the world of you. You know that, don't you?

Lisa: Oh, why did I make it dinner? I'm a terrible cook.

Jamie: You're not a terrible cook. Vicky, Vicky, would you tell her that my family's going to love her, please? Would you tell her that?

Vicky: Oh, Lisa, his family is going to love you.

Jamie: You see? What'd I tell you? Hey, maybe you could help her with the cooking for her party tonight, huh?

Vicky: Well, I'm not exactly --

Lisa: No, Vicky --

Vicky: Julia child, but --

Lisa: Don't listen to him. Listen, it's your family, and if they're going to judge me, I'd better do it myself.

Jamie: Would you stop with this "judge me" stuff, please?

Vicky: Yeah, you know, I might be able to help you with the little things if you want.

Jamie: Yeah, there you go.

Lisa: No, it's ok, Vicky. Thanks, anyway.

Vicky: Ok. If you change your mind, I mean, just give me a call.

Lisa: Sure.

Vicky: Oh, Dr. Frame, I guess I'll see you in a few minutes.

Jamie: Huh?

Vicky: Oh, I'm working today. First day on the job.

Jamie: You're going to wear that?

Vicky: Yeah, well, it's regulations. And as a matter of fact, I'm not supposed to be talking to you, doctor. Mrs. Weller's orders.

Jamie: Yeah, she runs a pretty tight ship.

Vicky: Yeah, great. Good luck, Lisa.

Lisa: Thanks, Vicky.

Jamie: Now, you -- stop worrying, ok? I mean, listen. The main thing is to just help my family get into the Christmas spirit, ok? And believe me, they need all the help they can get right there.

Lisa: Hmm.

Jamie: All right?

Lisa: Ok.

Jamie: I've got to get back on duty.

Lisa: You're terrific.

Jamie: So are you. And I believe in you.

Lisa: Well --

Jamie: Huh?

Lisa: At least somebody does. Bye.

Jamie: Goodbye.

Vicky: She's really nervous about this, isn't she?

Jamie: Boy, when you say "I'll see you soon," you mean it, don't you?

Vicky: Well, I was just around the corner. Oh, look, I have a meeting to go to right now, but I have a break at 11:00.

Jamie: You want to synchronize watches?

Vicky: Well, I have to talk to you about something then. You know what. See you.

Jamie: Oh, yeah.

Felicia: Ok. Oh, good, there you are.

Cass: You ordered room service.

Felicia: Yes, I -- you know, there's nothing like indulging yourself to really start the day off right.

Cass: Oh, and you only had my happiness in mind?

Felicia: Of course. What else?

Cass: You eat when you're nervous.

Felicia: I'm not nervous. Look -- eggs Benedict --

Cass: Hmm.

Felicia: With ham the way you like it and sticky buns.

Cass: Oh, sticky buns.

Felicia: Yes.

Cass: You remembered.

Felicia: Yes, I did. And fresh fruit and lots of hot coffee.

Cass: Are you?

Felicia: What?

Cass: Nervous.

Felicia: No, of course I'm not nervous. Now, come on, sit down.

Cass: No, no, no.

Felicia: I want to serve you.

Cass: You sit down --

Felicia: What? No, no --

Cass: And tell me what's going on here.

Felicia: I don't want it to get cold, Cass.

Cass: I love cold sticky buns. Now, tell me, what's going on with you and your love life?

Felicia: My love life. You know, I don't even really know where to begin.

Cass: Well, I'd say at the beginning, but I don't have all day.

Felicia: Right. Well, you know, it's -- it's about the journal, Kathleen's journal.

Cass: What about it? It's right over there.

Felicia: Good. It's still here. I guess, then, no one else has seen it, right?

Cass: Not unless somebody's read the other copy.

Felicia: The other copy?

Cass: Yeah. I didn't want to take a chance of losing the original manuscript, so it's locked up at Mac Cory's safe.

Felicia: Oh. Oh, good. That's good.

Cass: Honey, do me a big favor and drink some coffee. It'll keep your hands occupied. I've never seen you wring them before.

Felicia: Oh, sorry. So, you know, I was -- I was thinking about Kathleen's journal.

Cass: Will you relax? I took your advice, I brought the idea to Mac, and he loved it. He agreed. He's going to publish it. That's why the manuscript is in his safe.

Felicia: Good, good, but you see --

Cass: Yeah, he wants to publish it right away, so I'm editing it now, you know? Here -- fresh fruit.

Felicia: Oh, thank you very much.

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: Yes.

Cass: Mac has some terrific ideas. Hasn't Mitch told you about this?

Felicia: No. Why would Mitch tell me?

Cass: Well, he's working on the project with us.

[Felicia coughs]

Cass: Honey? Honey, are you all right? Are you ok? Heimlich?

Felicia: Fine.

Cass: Oh.

Felicia: Oh, no, I'm fine. I'm really fine.

Cass: Here. Drink some of this.

Felicia: Thank you.

[Felicia gags]

Cass: What's wrong?

Felicia: Oh. I'm fine. You say that -- that Mitch is working on the project with you? Really?

Cass: Yeah. In fact, we have a meeting this morning to go over the material.

Felicia: Cass -- ahem. About Mitch -- I mean, Mitch and I --

Cass: Oh, I know -- you and Mitch are --

Felicia: Exactly.

Cass: Exactly.

Felicia: Right. And when I -- I've been thinking about this journal and the publishing of it, and I was thinking about the part in the journal where Kathleen describes about, well, what we used to --

Cass: Exactly.

Felicia: I mean, it was brief. It was very, very brief, but still --

Cass: But we made every moment count.

Felicia: You've got to stop saying things like that, Cass.

Cass: Will you come on and relax? It's over. At least let me have my memories.

Felicia: Darling, memories like that -- well, they shouldn't be just tossed around like -- like so much kind of gossip. You know what I mean?

Cass: That's not gossip, honey. That's -- that's the truth. I'm preparing some releases for the people who are mentioned in the manuscript.

Felicia: Oh.

Cass: You'll sign one, won't you?

Felicia: You know, Cass, I really don't quite know how to say this to you because I know how much publishing this manuscript means to you --

Cass: Wait a -- let me see if I get this straight. Are you saying that this manuscript shouldn't be published?

Felicia: Does Dolly Parton sleep on her back?

Felicia: Cass, I have to think about Mitch.

Cass: Think about Mitch? But I thought you two were just --

Felicia: We're -- we're much more. In fact, what Mitch and I have -- well, it could -- it could really become something.

Cass: Oh, honey. I think that's wonderful.

Felicia: Yes. Yes, it is wonderful.

Cass: I'm really happy for you.

Felicia: Thank you. Really, thank you. It's -- it's just that Mitch -- you know.

Cass: Oh.

Felicia: Oh, yes.

Cass: Oh.

Felicia: Yes.

Cass: He doesn't know about our affair.

Felicia: Right.

Cass: Ugh.

Felicia: You see, it's not that I want you to delete it altogether from the -- from the journal. It's -- I mean, I'm sure it's a very important chapter, and I'm sure it's very important -- probably the most important one in it. But it's just that I want you to give me a little time, that's all.

Cass: So you can tell him?

Felicia: Exactly. You see, I don't want him to go into a meeting and then read about it, you know?

Cass: Yeah, right.

Felicia: I mean, it's going to be hard enough to tell him as it is, but --

Cass: You know, I've noticed something about him.

Felicia: Like what?

Cass: He's not real friendly. Does he have some kind of problem with me?

Felicia: Well, he -- yes, there have been a few problems. There have.

Cass: Why?

Felicia: Well, I lied to him to protect you, for one.

Cass: You -- you lied to Mitch?

Felicia: Yes. I mean, he was going to go to the police right away, and I didn't want him to.

Cass: So, what, is he jealous?

Felicia: No. No, I don't think he's really jealous. It's -- it's just that he thought my life was in danger and --

Cass: And you were going to risk your all for me?

Felicia: I don't regret anything that I did, Cass.

Cass: I'm glad.

Felicia: It's just that Mitch doesn't really understand.

Cass: Ah.

Felicia: And I just haven't told him about what happened between you and me.

Cass: Felicia, you and Mitch are over 21, just as likely, and, you know, he'd know that you haven't been a nun all those years.

Felicia: I'm going to tell him the entire story. Believe me, I am. And -- and I know that he will understand.

Cass: That doesn't sound like you mean that.

Felicia: Well, he'll have to understand. I mean, he -- that's all. He just has to. I mean, it's fact. I just -- I just don't want it to come as a surprise.

Cass: Ok. Look -- here. This is the chapter on our wild, wonderful, steamy, hot affair, and I'll just tell Mac at the meeting that we won't be discussing those pages, ok?

Felicia: Would you do that for me? Really?

Cass: After all you've done for me? In a second.

Felicia: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Oh --

Felicia: Thank you.

Cass: Oh, honey.

Felicia: Thank you so much.

Cass: Oh, honey.

Felicia: Thank you. You're so wonderful.

Cass: Listen. In fact, I'll tell you what.

Felicia: What?

Cass: You take this chapter --

Felicia: Right.

Cass: That way, Mitch definitely won't see it until you've already explained it to him.

Felicia: Oh, you're right. Thank you. And I will sign the release form as soon as I do this.

Cass: Good.

[Cass chuckles]

Felicia: Thank you.

Cass: My pleasure.

Scott: Where were you?

Dawn: Didn't you get my note?

Scott: Yeah, I did, but I still didn't know where you were at.

Dawn: Well, I just went down the street to that stationery store.

Scott: Dawn, you should still be in bed.

Dawn: I get so stir-crazy being around here. Look what I got. Do you like it?

Scott: Of course, I like it, but I could've gotten that.

Dawn: I wanted to get something for our tree.

Scott: Ok. Oh, man, you're shivering.

Dawn: If you haven't noticed, it's snowing outside.

Scott: I know it's snowing outside. And I also know somebody was out there that shouldn't have been, and I have to teach you a lesson in body heat, ok? Come here. Hmm.

Dawn: I like it.

Scott: You still have a fever?

Dawn: I don't know.

Scott: You feel really warm.

Dawn: It must be that body heat.

Scott: I'm going to take your temperature.

Dawn: No. I want some more of the body heat.

Scott: You're really into that, aren't you?

Dawn: Yeah.

Scott: Hmm?

Dawn: Hmm. Do you know what I wish?

Scott: Hmm?

Dawn: I wish it would keep snowing --

Scott: Mm-hmm.

Dawn: And they'd close down the courthouse and you wouldn't have to go to work --

Scott: Uh-huh.

Dawn: And then we could go tobogganing.

Scott: Tobogganing?

Dawn: Come on. Haven't you done that before?

Scott: I'm going to toboggan you right into this bed. You're flushed and you look really tired. Come on.

Dawn: How could I possibly be tired? I've been in this bed for --

Scott: You're still shivering. Now, come on. I want you to get into bed, tuck yourself in, and I'm going to make you some soup, all right? No arguments.

Dawn: I can't get into bed with my clothes on.

Scott: It doesn't matter. Just do it. You're going to get warmer faster. Come on.

Dawn: Ok.

Scott: Off with the shoes. Ok. In you go. Stay put.

Dawn: Come to think of it, I am a little cold. But I'm fine.

Dawn: Scott?

Scott: Easy, easy. Dawn, Dawn, Dawn --

Dawn: Scott --

Scott: I got you, I got you, I got you. Easy.

Rachel: Honey, I'm sure this'll work out for you eventually.

Amanda: Mom, don't worry about me. Worry about Dad. I feel terrible. I feel like if I --

Rachel: Honey, you're not to blame. One way or the other, we'll work it out, I hope.

Amanda: Lisa's party is tonight.

Rachel: I know.

Amanda: Well, what are you two going to do, talk to each other from across the room?

Rachel: I told you, we're going to work it out, somehow.

[Knock on door]

Mac: Amanda?

Amanda: Come in.

Mac: I'm glad I caught you. Oh, hello, Rachel. Thought you were going to the office.

Rachel: I wanted to see Amanda.

Mac: Well, look, if I'm interrupting, I'll --

Amanda: No, actually, we were just talking about you.

Mac: Oh. Oh, I see. Well, anyway, these are some notes I want distributed this afternoon at the meeting on Kathleen's memoirs. Do you think you could get them cleaned up and copied for me?

Amanda: Sure. I'll get it right away.

Mac: Thanks a lot.

Amanda: You know, you don't have anything scheduled until 10:30. I thought maybe you'd want to use the extra time to take care of some things you might have to do here at home.

Mac: Yeah, well, we'll see.

Rachel: Honey, you be careful driving, ok?

Amanda: Yeah, I know. It's snowing. Bye.

Mac: See you there.

Rachel: Mac, about what's going on --

Mac: She's really a demon for work at the office. She's very quick, very -- you know, she may just be right. She may be the future of Cory Publishing.

Rachel: Well, that's certainly what she wants.

Mac: Yep.

Rachel: Takes her mind off of Sam Fowler.

Mac: Possibly.

Rachel: Mac, we have to clear the air right here at home. You've hardly spoken to me since the other night.

Mac: I know.

Rachel: We can't go through Christmas like this.

Mac: Well, I certainly don't want to.

Rachel: Mac, I've tried to explain!

Mac: So I'm supposed to just ignore it?

[Phone rings]

Rachel: Helen will get that.

Mac: No, I'm expecting a call from Hastings about the new printing press. Mac Cory.

Rachel: Fine.

Mac: Well, why do I have -- oh, for pity's sake. Can't they make a simple decision, like that would -- all right. I'll be there as quickly as I can. This will have to wait till later. I've got to go to "Brava."

Rachel: When?

Mac: Later! I've got to get to "Brava."

Rachel: Well, should I meet you at your office?

[Door closes]

Felicia: Mitch.

Mitch: Good morning.

Felicia: Have you been waiting breakfast for me?

Mitch: I sure have.

Felicia: I'm sorry. I -- I didn't know that --

Felicia: What time did you get up?

Mitch: Early. I called. There was no answer.

Felicia: I had -- I had a few things I had to do. Can you stay?

Mitch: Got a meeting at "Brava."

Felicia: Oh. I missed you last night.

Mitch: I missed you, too. Come on.

Felicia: Thank you. You know, I'm not really very hungry.

Mitch: No breakfast for you?

Felicia: Well, I -- I ate something a little while ago, but I'll be happy to sit here with you.

Mitch: Did you have a breakfast meeting?

Felicia: Yeah, sort of.

Mitch: With whom?

Felicia: Ooh, strawberry jam. I love this.

Mitch: Who did you have a meeting with?

Felicia: Uh -- I had to go see Cass, you know, about Kathleen's journal, that is all.

Mitch: You were with Cass this morning?

Felicia: Mitch, come on. Don't -- don't look like that, all right?

Mitch: What look is that?

Felicia: Oh, I don't know. It's that look -- like your face has gone to stone look.

Mitch: No, it's just that --

Felicia: I just met with Cass, that's all.

Mitch: And you could've told me that you were going to meet with Cass. You could've mentioned it to me, but you weren't going to tell me, were you?

Felicia: I mean, I really don't think you can blame me. Every time I bring up his name, you get a little upset.

Mitch: Because as far as I know, he's the only person you've ever lied to me about.

Felicia: That's not true. I lied to you once, only once, and that's because you wanted to have him arrested.

Mitch: What I did, I did out in the open. I thought what I was doing was right, and I never lied to you about it.

Felicia: I was afraid -- don't you understand? -- That Cass might be killed. I care about him, Mitch.

Mitch: I know that. I guess the only question is how much do you care?

Felicia: Mitch, Cass and I are very good friends. We've been friends for a very long time.

Mitch: That's fine. That's fine by me.

Felicia: Good. Good, because more than anything, I would like for the two of you to be friends.

Mitch: That's pushing it too far.

Felicia: If you would only just get to know him better, I know you'd like him. You know, I was in his room just now, and I thought, boy, how well he's doing. I mean, he's trying to get his life back together. He's trying to work again. He's --

Mitch: Just hold it one second.

Felicia: What?

Mitch: You're going down to his room. You're having breakfast with him.

Felicia: Mitch, please. What is wrong with that?


Mitch: Nothing is wrong with it. It's just that the first thing I thought about when I woke up this morning was you. I wanted to get this clear.

[Felicia sighs]

Mitch: But I can see the first thing that you thought about -- never mind. I mean, I know what friendship means to you. And after all, I want to be the last person to do or say anything that in any way would upset you and come between you and your friends.

Felicia: Mitch, please don't do this. Please?

Mitch: I will be at "Brava."

Felicia: Mitch? Oh, great. Just great.

[Felicia sighs]

Dawn: What's it say?

Scott: It's 102 and a half. It's gone up a half a point.

Dawn: Man, I've had the flu before, but somehow I just can't beat this.

Scott: You will this time.

Dawn: Do you ever have good memories about when you were a little kid and you got sick?

Scott: What, are you kidding me?

Dawn: No, you know, like when your mom comes over and takes care of you and brings you stuff?

Scott: Yeah. Yeah, that was about the only time she would give me a treat like a soda or something.

[Knock on door]

Scott: Come in.

Mary: Hi.

Scott: Hey, Mom.

Mary: Oh. I see you managed to bring her back to life.

Scott: I admit it -- I panicked.

Mary: Ok. You did the right thing. How you doing today, sweetie?

Dawn: Hi.

Mary: You don't feel any better than you did the other day.

Dawn: The fever just goes up and down. My chest kind of hurts, but I'm going to be fine.

Mary: I think we'll let a doctor decide that.

Scott: Mm-hmm.

Dawn: What?

Scott: I want you to go get coats. We're going to the emergency room.

Scott: Ok.

Mary: Come on, missy. Come on.

Jamie: The gray-haired man? Fine. If the pressure drops below 80/50, begin a dopamine drip, ok? Thank you.

Vicky: I am on my break now.

Jamie: I wish I was.

Vicky: Jamie, you promised me five minutes.

Jamie: I did?

Vicky: Yes. We've got to plan Lisa's surprise party.

Jamie: Yeah, well, I don't really have much time right now. Maybe later, ok?

Vicky: Later you're going to be at her dinner.

Jamie: Thank you.

Vicky: Now, we've got to plan this today, Jamie.

Jamie: I know, I know, I know, but I'm -- I'm really just -- I'm really swamped for time, Vicky. Hi, this is Dr. Frame. Yeah. Listen, about that little boy, would you have him interviewed by the social worker, please, before he is released? Yeah, yeah. No, I don't know if it's child abuse or not. That's their call, not mine. Thank you.

Vicky: Jamie, we have a million things to do.

Jamie: Tell me about it.

Mrs. Weller: Miss Hudson, I thought I warned you never to bother the doctors.

Vicky: I'm not bothering the doctors. You know, as a matter of fact, Jamie and I are personal friends, and what we were doing was just going to plan --

Julie Ann: Well, you can wait in Mr. Cory's office till the meeting begins.

Mitch: Thank you.

Sam: I need to see your father.

Amanda: Well, I know he has a meeting as soon as he gets back. Maybe you should talk to Julie Ann.

Sam: No, that's ok. I'll just drop these sketches off on his desk.

Amanda: Please.

Julie Ann: So how are things going?

Amanda: Fine. It takes more than Sam Fowler to get me down.

Julie Ann: I don't mean about Sam.

Amanda: What?

Julie Ann: Have you started your period yet?

Amanda: No, but I'm off the pill, so everything should be fine.

Julie Ann: Well, maybe it's just stress.

Amanda: What stress?

Sam: It just burns me up to see her, all right?

Mitch: And you're going to just let it end this way?

Sam: Look, all I'm concerned with is the fact that it is over.

Mitch: So you're going to get out before you get too far in?

Sam: There you go.

Mitch: Why is it I don't believe you?

Sam: Believe what?

Mitch: Look, I know you're hurt, but if you care for her, you should say so. I mean, you just can't go on denying your feelings.

Sam: Who says I am?

Julie Ann: Hey, listen, a lot of women are late when they're under stress.

Amanda: There you go again with this stress thing. Julie Ann, really, I'm -- I'm fine. It's probably just because I quit taking the pill before a month was up or something like that.

Julie Ann: Well, how can you be sure?

Amanda: I'll be sure today. I have an appointment with the doctor.

Sam: Why are you going to the doctor?

What is the taste of a perfect morning?

Sam: Something's wrong.

Amanda: What makes you say that?

Sam: Well, you said you're going to go to the doctor.

Amanda: Do you care?

Sam: Well, if you're sick, yes.

Amanda: I'm fine. Just some research that I have to do for "Brava," that's all.

Sam: Oh, you're doing research now?

Amanda: It's fascinating working here, especially now that I'm doing what I want to do.

Sam: Yeah. No more games.

Mac: Is Mitch here yet?

Julie Ann: Yes, sir. He's waiting for you in your office.

Mac: Oh, good, good. Let's go on in, Cass, get started. Amanda, would you bring those notes we need?

Amanda: Yeah, right away.

Mac: Thank you. Thank you. Hi, Mitch.

Mitch: Good morning.

Cass: Hey, Mitch. How you doing? How's it going? Listen, Mac tells me that you're handling all of the photography for Kathleen's book. I think that's great. From what I hear, you're the best.

Mitch: Thanks.

Cass: You're welcome.

Mac: Well, shall we get started?

Cass: I'm all ready. I've already done a little editing. You know, this book is a lot more about Kathleen than it is about me.

Mac: It's a very personal memoir.

Cass: And I was thinking that the photographs should point that out, how this shy little girl turned into an insightful woman.

Mac: Would you agree with that, Mitch?

Mitch: Sounds fine.

Cass: You can feel free to look at any of the personal photographs I have. I'm sure Vince will feel the same way.

Mitch: Let me take a couple of notes here.

Mac: Let's get hold of everything we can. We're still going to need some complimentary shots, but Mitch can take care of that -- you know, shots of her home here in Bay City, places like that.

Cass: That sounds good to me.

Felicia: All right, my darling. This one is foolproof, I promise you.

Lisa: Foolproof?

Felicia: Foolproof. In fact, I heard about a monkey once that won a state fair prize with this very recipe.

Lisa: Great. Now I won't mess up dinner.

Felicia: Honey, this is only a party, and it's only with the Cory family.

Lisa: Yeah.

Felicia: Oh, I see. That's it, isn't it?

Lisa: What?

Felicia: That's the real problem. I mean, it is because it is the Cory family.

Lisa: No, I know Jamie loves me.

Felicia: Good.

Lisa: But I don't see why his family should.

Felicia: Why not? You're sweet, you're beautiful --

Lisa: I'm a psychic with no job.

Felicia: Oh, right. I'm sure Mac and Rachel want a whole financial report before they give their ok on you.

Lisa: I didn't mean that.

Felicia: You know what? You should be very confident about meeting Mac and Rachel. You know why, don't you? Because you make their son so happy. Now, you know I'm right, don't you? Don't you?

Lisa: Yes.

Felicia: Ok.

Lisa: Yes, you're right.

Felicia: I'm always right.

Lisa: You're right.

Felicia: That's right.

Lisa: Oh, you always make me feel better.

Felicia: Well, that's what aunties are for.

Lisa: Oh --

Felicia: Yes. Let me put this away.

Lisa: Oh, Felicia, I wish you and Mitch were coming to dinner, too.

Felicia: Honey, no. You know, your first party should not be a great big one. Besides, you know Mitch. He's -- well, he's not that comfortable with the Corys.

Lisa: Hmm. Well, we'll have to go out some other time. I love being with the two of you. You're so great together.

Felicia: Yeah, great. We are.

Lisa: Felicia, is everything all right?

Felicia: Listen, you know what? Why don't we have Tops' chef whip up some fabulous dessert for your party?

Lisa: Dessert? Dessert? I didn't think about desert.

Felicia: It's all right. It's all right, it's all right. It's good you've forgotten. In fact, we'll have a pro do it. Gerard is the best, all right?

Lisa: Ok. Thanks.

Felicia: In fact, let me write it down or else I'm going to forget. Where is the -- Lisa?

Lisa: Yeah?

Felicia: Did you pick up the "Brava" magazine that was sitting on this desk?

Lisa: No. Why?

Felicia: Wait a minute. I -- I came in. I put the pages inside the magazine, and Mitch's stuff was -- oh, no.

Lisa: What is it? What pages?

Felicia: Lisa, I have to call you later, honey, ok?

Lisa: Where are you going?

Felicia: I have to get Mitch before he -- before he sees them.

Scott: Jamie, how is she?

Chad: She's going to be all right, isn't she?

Jamie: I'm glad you brought her in.

Mary: Is it flu?

Jamie: Well, I need to run some more tests.

Chad: Can I see her?

Jamie: Sure. Go right ahead.

Chad: Excuse me.

Scott: You don't think it's the flu?

Jamie: It could be more complicated.

Scott: Pneumonia?

Jamie: Well, I don't want to start guessing, Scott. But don't worry -- we'll find out what's wrong.

Nurse: Dr. Frame.

Jamie: Yes?

Nurse: Mrs. Wainwright called.

Jamie: Again? She can't get her blood sugar stabilized?

Nurse: No.

Jamie: Oh.

Nurse: And she said she doesn't dare try to make it to the hospital in all this snow.

Jamie: Well, of course not. At her age, it would be better if -- ok. Call her up for me and tell her I'll come out after I'm off duty, ok?

Nurse: All right.

Jamie: Well, didn't Mrs. Weller tell you about bothering doctors?

Vicky: Oh, yes, I don't bother doctors. I only smile and hand out magazines -- Jamie, I could scream.

Jamie: Well, she's right, you know. If you're going to work here, you have to follow the rules.

Vicky: Yeah. Well, then, why don't I meet you after work and -- say my place?

Jamie: Sorry, no can do. I've got a house call to make.

Vicky: Jamie, we're never going to get this surprise party planned if we don't get some time together to plan it.

Jamie: I know, I know, I know, but I'm just very busy, and so should you be.

Vicky: Hmm.

Jamie: Aren't we supposed to smile?

Amanda: Thanks for covering for me.

Julie Ann: So, are you off to the doctor's?

Amanda: Uh-huh. See you later.

Julie Ann: Good luck.

Amanda: I'm sure it's nothing serious.

Rachel: Where are you off to?

Amanda: Just running an errand for Dad. Bye.

Rachel: Bye. Hi.

Felicia: Hi.

Rachel: Waiting for Mac?

Felicia: No, Mitch.

Rachel: Oh. Is something wrong?

Felicia: No, no, I'm fine.

Mac: Ok, that's a good start.

Cass: Thank you, Mac.

Mac: That ok with you, Mitch?

Mitch: That's fine. Whatever.

Mac: Mitch, is anything wrong?

Rachel: Is there some trouble with Mitch?

Felicia: You know, you're awfully chic today. Are you and Mac going somewhere after the meeting?

Rachel: No. No, I don't think so.

Felicia: Maybe you should go to Tops for dinner. That'd be nice. Why don't you do that?

Rachel: Yeah, maybe we will. Julie Ann, make sure that Mac knows I'm here, would you, please?

Julie Ann: Didn't you come in together?

Rachel: No, we didn't.

Julie Ann: Ok, Mrs. Cory.

Felicia: Trouble in paradise?

Dawn: You know, everybody is just overreacting.

Jamie: Well, then just indulge us a little bit, ok? I mean, how else am I going to make any money off people like you who aren't even a little bit sick?

Dawn: I just don't like hospitals that much.

Jamie: This your first time in one?

Dawn: No. I was in a car accident about five years ago.

Jamie: Really? How bad?

Dawn: Bad. But I bounced right back.

Jamie: Any serious illnesses in the past?

Dawn: No. Just the normal stuff.

Jamie: How about your parents?

Dawn: What about my parents?

Jamie: Well, are they healthy?

Dawn: Well, I didn't really know my dad.

Jamie: Ok, well, how about your mother? Is she in good health?

Dawn: My mother just died. She died of a heart attack. You know, she has nothing to do with this.

Jamie: Oh, no, I realize that, but how was her health otherwise? Did she by any chance ever have any lung infections, for instance?

Dawn: She was always fine. She's just fine. She was always fine.

Jamie: It's ok, it's ok. Just try to relax. Listen, let me go check on those test results, ok? And I'll be right back.

Dawn: Ok.

Amanda: I didn't think I'd be seeing you here.

Jamie: Well, I guess it's your lucky day.

Amanda: Aha.

Jamie: So what's wrong?

Amanda: I'm just checking something.

Jamie: Hmm.

Amanda: It's not what you think.

Jamie: Did I ask? I mean, I'm only your brother.

Scott: Hey, hey, where are you going?

Dawn: I don't like this place.

Scott: Nobody does, but you're sick, Dawn.

Dawn: No, I -- I'm not that sick. I'm going home.

Scott: You just wait right here.

Chad: You're not going anywhere, young lady. You can hardly breathe. Sit down.

Mary: Please, Dawn, let's just wait until we get the test results back, ok?

Dawn: No. No, Scott, just please take me home, ok?

Scott: Wait, Dawn --

Mary: Oh, my gosh. Could you help her, please?

Felicia: But where? Where is it leaking? What does that have to do with Gerard quitting? He can't quit. No -- no, Wally -- Wally, honey, calm down a minute. Yes. All right, I'll get there as soon as I can, all right? Just give me 10 minutes, all right? Fine. Right. Julie Ann, I can't stay to see Mitch. Would you please tell him that I need to see him right away?

Julie Ann: All right.

Felicia: Thank you. Bye.

Julie Ann: Felicia -- Mitch, I have a message for you.

Mac: I think that was a good start.

Cass: I really appreciate the support, Mac, and I know Kathleen would, too.

Mac: My pleasure. Talk to you soon?

Cass: You bet. Ok. Hi, Rachel.

Rachel: Cass. Do you have a minute?

Mac: Hmm.

Rachel: I've been thinking about what's been happening.

Mac: So have I.

Rachel: I'm sorry, Mac. I don't know what else to say.

Mac: So I'm supposed to just forget it?

Rachel: Yes, I think so.

Mac: Well, I've tried, but it's not that easy. I mean, you did deliberately deceive me so your ex-lover's brother could work for me.

Rachel: Mac, we're not going to go through all that again, are we?

Mac: Why don't you look at it from my point of view?

Rachel: Fine, if you'll do me the same courtesy.

Mac: Well, you pushed me into an ugly confrontation with Mitch and Sam. Why am I suddenly the heavy? I mean, you're the one that didn't tell the truth.

Rachel: Mac, I've said I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say. Obviously, it's not doing me any good. This meeting was a mistake.

[Door slams]

Vicky: Looks like history repeats itself.

Jamie: What?

Vicky: If I remember correctly, this happened to you once before.

Jamie: I just got this battery.

Vicky: Well, it conked out once before. Maybe you ought to have a professional look at it.

Jamie: Vicky, just button your lip and let me drive your car again, ok?

Vicky: Oh, well, seeing that you asked so nicely, Doctor --

Jamie: Vicky, I've got an elderly lady in distress, all right?

Vicky: Ok, so where are we going?

Jamie: Oh, no, no.

Vicky: Jamie, I'm driving.

Jamie: It is snowing to beat the band out there, and they haven't cleared the roads yet.

Vicky: Oh, yeah? So we'll slide a little.

Jamie: Vicky, you just recovered from one accident. Now, I'm driving.

Vicky: Jamie, where are we going?

Jamie: You're going home. I'll drop you off on the way.

Vicky: No, Jamie. What about my car?

Jamie: I'll bring it back to you.

Vicky: I want to go with you.

Jamie: Why?

Vicky: Well, if you must know, I have nothing better to do. And I got in a fight with my father and I really don't feel like going home and facing him.

Jamie: Well, Vicky, I'm sorry --

Vicky: Look, Jamie, I'll take you to your house call, and then we can go have some coffee and we can plan Lisa's surprise party.

Jamie: Vicky --

Vicky: And I'll get you to her dinner party on time, ok? Well, are you coming or what?

Felicia: Well, Wally finally got the water shut off, and then Gerard calmed down, but then Steve came to me and said, "I want to quit."

Cass: Oh, no. What did you do?

Felicia: Well, I took 10 minutes and I praised him a lot, told him what a good waiter he was and how the customers would miss him and Tops just wouldn't be the same without him, and, well, he reconsidered.

Cass: Nothing's too tough for my girl.

Felicia: Oh, please don't call me that. Besides, I've got a much bigger problem.

Cass: You still haven't found those pages? Oh, they must be among Mitch's things. He wouldn't look at them unless he knew he had them.

Felicia: Do you think he has? I mean, how was he at that meeting?

Cass: Now that you mention it, he looked at me funny a couple of times.

Felicia: Oh, Cass.

Cass: But he always does that.

Felicia: You know, you're a big help. Thanks a bunch.

Cass: I'm just teasing. Good luck.

Felicia: I'm going to go inside and call him -- I don't know -- try to find him.

Cass: Ok. I'll see you later.

Felicia: All right.

Felicia: I guess you already know.

Mitch: It's a hell of a way to find out.

Mary: It's all right. It's all right.

Scott: Well, she's regained consciousness, and Jamie's taking care of everything.

Mary: Has she been admitted?

Scott: Yeah. They said they're going to keep her right here until they find out what's wrong. We can stay here until they move her upstairs.

Chad: Good. Come on.

Mary: Can we go inside?

Scott: Yeah.

Doctor: Sorry about the interruption.

Amanda: It's all right. So, what do you think is wrong with me? Does this happen a lot to girls when they go off the pill?

Doctor: No, I doubt that it has anything to do with stopping. Let's check for pregnancy first. Then if that proves negative, we'll --

Amanda: No, no, no, wait. Pregnancy? I can't be pregnant. The pill is 98% effective, right?

Doctor: Well, how long had you been taking it?

Amanda: About a month.

Doctor: And you completed a full cycle before there was any sex?

Amanda: Almost.

Doctor: Almost isn't good enough. We definitely have to test for pregnancy.

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