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Another World Transcript Thursday 12/4/03

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[Christmas music plays]

Ada: Oh, Matthew, it's beautiful.

Mac: Beautiful, Matthew.

Rachel: Isn't that lovely?

Ada: Oh, honey, it's -- it's wonderful. Wonderful taste.

Rachel: Mac.

Ada: Thank you.

[Rachel gasps]

Rachel: Look, everybody. Look what Mac gave me. Isn't that beautiful?

Ada: Oh, Mac.

Mac: It's an heirloom. I had my brother send it to me. It belonged to my grandmother.

Rachel: Oh --

Mac: It's been in the Cory Clan for generations.

Matthew: Jamie! I heard his car!

Rachel: Oh, darling, it's perfect. I love it.

Ada: Jamie's here. Jamie's here.

Mac: And I love Christmas mornings.

Rachel: We've certainly spent a few together.

Mac: And we've got many, many more to go.

Lisa: Hi!

Jamie: Matthew.

Ada: Merry Christmas.

Jamie: Ho-ho-ho!

Merry Christmas!

Lisa: Merry Christmas.

Rachel: Merry Christmas.

Jamie: Grandma.

Ada: Merry Christmas!

Jamie: Merry Christmas.

Ada: Watch your head.

Rachel: Mac --

Jamie: All right.

Rachel: Mac, maybe you better tell her.

Mac: What?

Rachel: About Sam.

Lisa: It's heavy.

Ada: Why don't you guess --

Jamie: Go for it.

Ada: Three guesses.

Mac: Lovely day, isn't it?

Amanda: Yeah.

Mac: Darling, we didn't get a chance to tell you last night, but I think you should know -- Sam came by to see you.

Sam: What is --

Sam: "To Sam, from Amanda." She was here last night.

Donna: Michael?

Donna: No. He's gone.

Donna: Oh, Michael!

[Michael whistles]

Donna: There you are. I -- I thought you'd left.

Michael: No, no, no, no, no. Hey, I'm not going to go anywhere, Donna. I can't think of a better way to spend Christmas day than stranded in a cabin with the woman I'm divorcing.

Felicia: Hey. You guys are here so early.

Mary: It's a good thing we were. There's a lot to do.

Felicia: Oh, bless every one of you. And, of course, Merry Christmas.

Mary: Merry Christmas.

Vince: Merry Christmas.

Felicia: Is there any word about Dawn?

Mary: Not one, no.

Wally: Hey, you guys, we're falling way behind schedule, so we have only one minute for Christmas hugs.

Felicia: You know what? You're very strict, Wallingford.

Mary: That man has been working since before the sun rose this morning.

Vince: Yeah. Without that man -- oh.

Felicia: Without that man, I don't know where I would be. Merry Christmas, dear friend.

Wally: Merry Christmas, my beautiful lady.

Felicia: Oh.

Mary: Ok, ok, the minute's almost up. Merry Christmas, Mitch.

Vince: Oh!

Felicia: Merry Christmas. Give me a hug.

Vince: Merry Christmas.

Mary: Merry Christmas, Wally. Merry Christmas.

Wally: Merry Christmas, good buddy.

Felicia: Ok, what do you want us to do?

Wally: Well, is everything done at your end?

Felicia: Yes. All the fresh stuff is already sent over to st. Elmo's. Ok?

Mary: Oh, this has got to be a good day for those people. It's just got to, especially for the children.

Felicia: You know, we're very lucky. Really, very, very lucky.

Mary: Aren't we?

Wally: Yes, and we're behind schedule. Very, very behind schedule. Let's go.

Nicole: Merry Christmas, everybody.

Cass: Yeah, ditto.

Felicia: "Ditto"?

Cass: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: That's the kind of greeting you make for the holiday season? Come here, you two. Merry Christmas.

Cass: Merry Christmas.

Mary: If we keep doing greetings, we won't get to st. Elmo's until new year's!

Felicia: Cass, why don't you grab one of the boxes. We'll get everything on the elevator, all right?

Cass: Oh, you better not count on me, Felicia.

Wally: What?

Nicole: Uh -- me, either.

Felicia: What are you going to be doing?

Nicole: I can't speak for Cass.

Cass: That's true.

Felicia: Never mind about Cass. I'll take care of Cass in a minute. What about you?

Nicole: People. I have people to see.

Cass: She has to see people.

Felicia: People? Right, people.

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Yeah, I was supposed to go to several parties last night, and I didn't get to any of them, so I figure I should stop in and say hello to people.

Cass: It's the same deal for me -- different people, of course.

Felicia: Right. But people. Different people, but people you have to see?

Cass: Yes, yes.

Mary: It's all right, it's all right. We'll miss you.

Vince: Look, there's no problem. If the celebrations end earlier than you think, we'll all be at st. Elmo's.

Wally: Yeah, till way late in the night, probably.

Felicia: Yeah, I mean, if -- you know, if you get over there, it would be great. We could use the help, and it'll be a lot of fun. You'll see.

Mary: And if you don't feel like being alone --

Cass: I'll try to stop by. I really will.

Felicia: Really?

Cass: Yes.

Nicole: Yeah, I will, too.

Felicia: All right.

Mary: Ok.

Felicia: Well, we're behind. We've got to get going.

Mary: Bye.

Felicia: Come on, everybody. You will try, really?

Cass: Yes.

Felicia: I mean, do try, all right?

Nicole: I will.

Felicia: Just for a minute, just for a --

Cass: You're going to miss the elevator.

Felicia: I'll get on, I'll get on.

Cass: You missed it.

Felicia: Just for a minute. Oh.

Nicole: Uh -- I suppose I -- I should just get going, too.

Cass: Wait a second.

Nicole: What?

Cass: I have something for you.

Nicole: Oh, you do?

Cass: It's no big deal.

Nicole: Oh -- oh, it's heavy.

Cass: It's a heavy deal, but it's no big deal. I'll hold that.

Nicole: "Design house. Nicole love." Oh, Cass, this is so great.

Cass: Next year, if things go well, we'll get you a gold one.

Nicole: Thank you. I'm really touched.

Cass: Merry Christmas.

Nicole: Thanks.

Felicia: Well, I thought the two of you had places to go, you know, people to see? All these people?

Cass: We do. We do.

Nicole: Yeah, I was -- I was trying to decide where I should go first.

Cass: I already have. I'm off.

Nicole: Oh, me, too. Well, I'll see you all later.

Felicia: How much of that did you believe?

Wally: About as much as you did.

Felicia: Yeah.

Mitch: Are you going to let the two of them ruin your Christmas?

Felicia: No. You're absolutely right. Come on. Nothing's going to ruin this day.

Wally: All aboard for St. Elmo's!

Felicia: Come on, Wally. All right.

[Donna hums]

Michael: What is that?

Donna: Well, it is Christmas.

Michael: Where'd you get all this food?

Donna: Oh, I brought it.

Michael: You want to tell me why?

Donna: Well, I thought that we'd have to eat at some point.

Michael: Oh, we would?

Donna: Mm-hmm.

Michael: "We"?

Donna: Well, yes. I mean, aren't you hungry?

Michael: Donna, what I am is anxious to get the heck out of this place. I don't know where that snowplow is. They should've cleared the roads by now.

Donna: Well, we'll be leaving eventually.

Michael: Donna, "eventually" is not what I'm concerned with. I want to go now -- Christmas day, December 25, my favorite holiday of the year, the day I like more than anything, today.

Donna: You know, I really wish you wouldn't yell.

Michael: And I wish you wouldn't act as if I was supposed to be enjoying this.

Donna: Well, Michael, is this really so terrible?

Michael: Under normal circumstances, Donna, no. Maybe it would be just terrific. But when a person happens to be tricked into coming out into the middle of nowhere on Christmas day, a person tends to get just a little resentful.

Donna: I did not trick you.

Michael: Donna, I'm not a complete idiot. Look, you even got the family silverware.

Donna: Well, it is Christmas.

Michael: Stop saying that. I just -- ooh.

Donna: I really wish you wouldn't get so upset.

Michael: How would you feel if I did this to you, huh?

Donna: Well, I would love it.

Michael: Stupid question.

Donna: How do you want your eggs?

Michael: I'm not hungry.

Donna: Why not?

Michael: You can't cook.

Donna: Over easy, right?

Michael: Donna, please -- I know you got Bridget in the kitchen, right? You got Bridget --

Donna: I am going to cook your eggs.

Michael: You are?

Donna: Yes, yes, me. You know, I think it's time that you saw the new Donna Hudson. Excuse me.

Matthew: New speakers! All right!

Jamie: You know, mom was always complaining about how she couldn't hear your stereo system --

Matthew: I can't believe it.

Jamie: So I thought if I got you some speakers that doubled the amplification, she would love it.

[Ada laughs]

[Jamie laughs]

Rachel: Thank you, Jamie. All I can say is thank you.

Amanda: Why did he stop by? Did he tell you?

Mac: Well, he did have something in his hands.

Amanda: What? What did he have?

Mac: Looked suspiciously like a present for someone, and it certainly wasn't for me.

Amanda: Oh.

Rachel: What's going on, you two?

Amanda: Did you hear that Sam stopped by last night?

Rachel: Yes, I knew.

Amanda: Should I call him?

Rachel: Call him?

Amanda: Maybe I shouldn't. But he stopped by. So, what do you think?

Rachel: I think you ought to do what you think is right.

Ada: Jamie, it's a beautiful box.

Lisa: Oh. Jamie, they're beautiful. Thank you.

Jamie: Thank you for being in my life. Put them on. Come on.

Lisa: I may never take them off. Look.

Ada: Oh!

Rachel: Oh, honey, they're beautiful! Jamie, what a lovely present, honey.

Mac: Really beautiful.

Ada: Really nice.

Rachel: They're going to look gorgeous on you.

Jamie: Hey, where's Amanda?

Rachel: Out there.

Jamie: Oh.

Rachel: They're going to be gorgeous.

Jamie: Hey. What are you doing out here by your lonesome?

Amanda: Trying to make a decision.

Jamie: Can I help you?

Amanda: I want to call Sam, but I don't know if I should.

Jamie: Do you remember what I told you last night?

Amanda: About the family?

Jamie: Yeah. We can take care of you. Now, come on.

Mac: Well, now that the gifts are dispensed, we'd better get ready to go to st. Elmo's.

Rachel: Oh, I guess, yes.

Jamie: Lisa and I will meet you down there, ok?

Mac: All right. I told Felicia -- oh, 11:30 I told her.

Ada: Come on, hurry up. Hurry up, let's go. Let's go.

Rachel: Jamie, you're to wear your tie and your jacket.

Jamie: Ok.

Lisa: Merry Christmas, Amanda.

Amanda: Merry Christmas. Oh, your earrings look perfect on you.

Lisa: Oh, thank you. Aren't they pretty?

[Phone rings]

Amanda: Excuse me.

Jamie: Oh. Come on, let's go.

Lisa: Ok.

Amanda: Hello?

Sam: Amanda?

Amanda: Sam?

Sam: I got your present. You were here last night?

Amanda: Probably the same time that you came over here. We never were very good at timing.

Sam: Right. Listen, can I come over?

Amanda: Today?

Sam: Oh, you're busy.

Amanda: No. No, not right now. Not later on, either. Everyone else is leaving, but -- look, if you want, why don't you --

Sam: I'll be there.

Amanda: Ok. Bye.

Amanda: He's coming over.

Cass: This is going to be some challenge, that's for sure.

Man: I thought I heard someone come in

Cass: Don't sneak up on me like that, George. George, why are you working today?

George: I work on all the holidays. Merry Christmas, Mr. Winthrop.

Cass: Merry Christmas, George. But shouldn't you be with your family? I'm sure we could've found somebody to fill in for you.

George: Oh, and have me miss the best overtime of the year? No, thanks. Besides, I always get home to my wife at 6:00.

Cass: Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I got some work to do.

George: And what about your family, Mr. Winthrop?

Cass: I don't have one.

George: Oh? Um -- I didn't know that.

Cass: I'll be nosing around upstairs.

George: I'll be down in the basement working on the heat. Let me know if you need anything.

Cass: Thank you, George.

Nicole: Oh, boy.

Nicole: Bah-humbug to you, too.

[Christmas music plays]

John: All right, guys, now, where was I?

Boy: In the jungle.

John: Ah, in the jungle, jungle. Now, what was in the jungle?

Boy: Snakes and tigers and crocodiles?

John: Yeah! Ok, and they were really, really mad.

Boy: Why?

John: Uh -- well, they weren't really mad. It's -- it's like they were -- they were really hungry, and I thought that I was going to end up being their Christmas dinner. They started to sneak around me. There were snakes over there, and there was tiggers behind me and ephelants and crocodiles all around. I was trapped!

Boy: What'd you do?

John: Nothing. You know why?

Boy: Why?

John: Because at that time, there was an airplane, and it was flying right over above me. And behind that airplane was a long banner. And you what was said on that banner?

Children: What? What?

John: It said, "Felicia gallant wants everyone to come to st. Elmo's for Christmas." Was I lucky or what?

Boy: I -- I don't get it.

John: You don't get it? Well, those crocs and alligators and tiggers and ephelants got it because what they did was run off and get dressed so they could come here.

Boy: No.

John: No? Did I hear a "no"? What, don't you like my story?

Boy: That's a lousy story.

John: Everybody's a critic.

Boy: You said this story was true.

John: Well, I'll tell you what -- when all of those lions and tigers and eleflumps staring showing up here in a couple of hours, you guys will whistle a different tune.

Cheryl: Calling all kids. We have some fresh gingerbread that needs to be tasted. Any volunteers?

Children: Yay!

Cheryl: Go ahead into the kitchen.

John: Do you have any idea how great your timing is?

Cheryl: Sorry.

Felicia: You know, for a guy who's been humbugging most of his life except for about the last week, I'd say you were having a pretty decent time tonight.

John: Yeah.

Felicia: Oh.

John: Thank you, Felicia. Merry Christmas.

Felicia: Merry Christmas, John. Come on, help me.

John: I sure will.

Cheryl: There's Scott.

Mary: Anything?

Scott: Not yet, mom.

Vince: Any leads at all, Adam?

Scott: No.

Adam: We're doing everything we can.

Chad: I'm sure she couldn't have gone very far.

Scott: That's what I keep telling myself.

Mary: Well, we just have to know that wherever she is, she's warm and protected.

Scott: Yeah.

Vince: It wouldn't be a bad idea to say a little prayer that she's kept warm and safe until she's found.

Scott: I'm not going to believe she's safe until I can grab on to her.

Mary: Sweetie, want to come help me in the kitchen?

Scott: Yeah.

Jamie: Merry Christmas.

Cheryl: Hi, guys.

Jamie: Somebody's been busy. What smells so good?

Cheryl: Oh, the nuns have been baking.

Jamie: Great.

Lisa: We brought a few things for the kids.

Jamie: Yeah.

Cheryl: "A few things"? Come here, let me help you with that.

Lisa: Ok.

Cheryl: We'll put them over by the tree.

Jamie: Merry Christmas. Thank you very much.

Lisa: Hi.

Felicia: How are you?

Jamie: Hi.

Felicia: Hi.

Adam: Vicky, don't move. Merry Christmas.

Vicky: Yeah, it is, isn't it?

Man: I hate to interrupt you, son, but --

Adam: Father Flynn?

Father Flynn: Yeah -- I'm having a bit of trouble with me whiskers.

Adam: What's -- "spirit gum"? Well, considering your job --

Father Flynn: I know -- I should have a real knack with this.

Adam: Don't go away. Come on, father, I'll see what I can do.

Father Flynn: Stay right there.

Jamie: Merry Christmas.

Vicky: Oh, Jamie, Merry Christmas. Aren't you going to give me a Christmas kiss?

Jamie: Well, one Christmas kiss, coming right up. Merry Christmas.

Vicky: Merry Christmas, Jamie.

Zack: Merry Christmas, man.

Julie Ann: Hello!

Vicky: Hi.

Julie Ann: Merry Christmas!

Jamie: Zack, Merry Christmas.

Zack: Look at this place here.

Julie Ann: Wow.

Zack: All right.

Jamie: If want a place to put your packages --

Zack: Yeah, great, all right.

Jamie: Over here by the tree, huh?

Zack: Yeah, yeah.

Julie Ann: Yes, yes, great.

Zack: Hey. How you doing?

Vicky: Hey, Zack.

Zack: Oh, don't you look good.

Vince: Hey, I can't get over this, huh? Neither can the nuns. I mean, they've praised every saint that's ever been canonized.

Zack: And a few mere mortals I'll bet, too. Uh -- what are those two guys doing here?

Vince: Look like guys on leave with no place to go.

Zack: Yeah, but what are they doing here?

Vince: Well, I remember when this place used to be a U.S.O. You know, maybe the service hasn't found out that it's a church.

Adam: Hey, Scott, let me -- I'll get you some eggnog --

Scott: I can't stand this, Adam.

Adam: Look, I know this is hard on you, but you're just going to --

Scott: Dawn is out there. She needs me. And I'm going out again, and I'm not coming back until I find her.

Adam: Hey -- hey, wait, I'm coming with you.

Mary: I need some volunteers. Ooh, Lisa, thank you so much.

Lisa: You've got one.

Mary: I'll get you an apron. We need food servers.

Scott: Oh, no. Dawn --

Dawn: I tried to run, but I couldn't do it.

Scott: Oh, Dawn.

Adam: Hold on, hold on, I'll get Jamie.

Scott: Oh, I love you so much. Oh.

[door opens]

George: What a movie.

Nicole: Oh --

George: How about that Bing Crosby?

Nicole: Don't sneak up on me like that, George. Yeah, huh? Merry Christmas, George.

George: Same to you, Ms. Love. What are you doing here?

Nicole: What do you mean?

George: You should be out to some party.

Nicole: On, no. George, I have too much work to do. I -- I've really got to make some plans for this place, you know?

George: What's going on? Nobody gets Christmas around here?

Nicole: Huh? Oh, maybe next year, George.

George: Merry Christmas again, Ms. Love.

Nicole: Yeah, thanks.

George: I'll be out by the front door if you need me.

Nicole: Ok.

Mac: You don't think I need to wear a coat and tie?

Rachel: No, you look fine. I wish you could come with.

Amanda: Oh --

Mac: Yeah, it'd be good for you, honey.

Amanda: No, I think I'm just going to hang out here at home today.

Rachel: You're feeling all right, aren't you?

Amanda: Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling fine, great. Go ahead, have fun.

Mac: Ok.

Ada: Hey, look, I know you feel a little down, you know, but you really shouldn't be alone on Christmas day.

Amanda: I'm not going to be alone. Sam's on his way over.

Ada: Everybody out or we'll be late. Come on, let's get moving. Move it.

Rachel: You going to warm enough?

Ada: He's got no sleeves in that coat.

Sam: Merry Christmas.

[Christmas music plays]

Amanda: Merry Christmas to you, too.

Sam: I found the present.

Amanda: I didn't think I was going to see you.

Sam: Well, I thought it best if I opened it up here with you.

Amanda: That's -- that's a good idea.

Sam: This is for you.

Amanda: Thanks. It's good to see you.

Sam: Yeah. Can I come in? It's kind of cold out here.

Amanda: Oh, yeah. Do you want something to drink? Coffee or eggnog or anything?

Sam: Eggnog would be great.

Amanda: Ok. My grandmother makes it. It's the best.

Amanda: Here.

Sam: Thanks.

Sam: So, do you want to open your present?

Amanda: No, you first.

Sam: Ok.

Sam: Oh, Amanda.

Amanda: Do you like them? They're from Paris. The salesman told me they were the best in the world.

Sam: They're incredible! But --

Amanda: But what?

Sam: Well, you shouldn't have --

Amanda: Spent so much money.

Sam: I -- I didn't say that.

Amanda: No, but it's what you were thinking. You were about to tell me that you didn't want them.

Sam: Now, why wouldn't I want them?

Amanda: Because you don't like the idea that I'm rich enough to afford them. Why don't you admit it?

Zack: And shepherds and rich people and poor people all crowded around to look at the baby they call Jesus. And when they looked at him, at Jesus, all of them knew that this baby was born to change the world, which he did. Because even now, almost 2,000 years later, here we are in this church, which is Jesus' house, and we feel good and we feel love for one another because that's what baby Jesus wanted. That's why he was born. But what we have to do now, you and I, is that we cannot quit feeling that way. Baby Jesus wanted us to love each other every day of every year that we're here. That's what the day is about. It's about loving and caring and giving, ok? Merry Christmas.

All: Merry Christmas!

Mac: Shh! What do I hear?

[Christmas music stops]

Mac: Is it --

[sleigh bells jingle]

Mac: Could it -- yes, it's sleigh bells. Santa Claus is coming!

[Cheers and applause]

Donna: What's the matter?

Michael: Hmm -- nothing.

Donna: Well, why are you chewing like that?

Michael: Well, the eggs are, like, a little tough.

Donna: They're tough? What do you mean?

Michael: Let me put it to you like this -- if I were to take these and put them underneath the wheels of my four-wheel, I'd have enough traction to get that thing out of the snowdrift.

Donna: I'm sorry. You know, I really think the eggs were bad anyway. I mean, they were brown.

[Michael chuckles]

Michael: That -- that must've been the problem, Donna.

[Michael laughs]

Donna: Michael, I promise I'll do better for lunch.

Michael: Oh -- oh, no! Lunch? Not lunch!

Donna: Michael --

[vehicle approaches]

Donna: Wait a minute. What's that?

Michael: That's a snowplow! They're clearing the road!

Donna: Oh, really? Already?

Michael: Donna, we'll be out of here in no time.

Donna: Michael, I'm not going.

Michael: You want to stay here by yourself?

Donna: Unless you want to stay?

Michael: No, I can't.

Donna: Because you're afraid?

Michael: Donna, why would you say that?

Donna: Why did you close the door last night?

Michael: I don't want to talk about this, all right?

Donna: Michael, why?

Michael: Why don't you figure it out.

Donna: Michael, why?

Michael: It was too close.

Donna: Too tempting.

Michael: Yeah. Too tempting. There, I said it. You satisfied?

Donna: Then why are you divorcing me?

Michael: You know why.

Donna: You still care. You just -- you just practically admitted it.

Michael: Donna, you want everything in life to be a fairy tale. You want everyone to live happily ever after.

Donna: Well, why not?

Michael: Because life isn't like that. Of course I still have feelings for you, Donna. I am attracted to you. Things like that don't go away overnight.

Donna: Well, if you're still attracted to me, why do you hate me so much?

Michael: Donna, I don't hate you. The situation is just impossible.

Donna: Michael -- Michael, nothing is impossible.

Michael: Donna -- you know, you act like I'm the one who gave up.

Donna: Didn't you?

Michael: No. No, you did, Donna.

Donna: No. No, don't say that.

Michael: Last night when I went to your bedroom door, I wanted you. I put my hand on that doorknob, and all of it came back -- all the hurt, all the lies. There was no way I could walk through that door.

Donna: Michael, I am carrying your baby.

Michael: Don't -- don't do that, Donna. Don't do that.

Donna: Mi-- I am going to get you to trust me again. And I'm not going to start this new year without you because I know you love me.

Michael: Of course I love you. Why do you think I'm going through this?

Nicole: Cass.

Cass: What are you doing here?

Nicole: Working. What about you?

Cass: Same -- working.

Nicole: Oh. So I -- I guess we're both working.

Cass: Working.

Nicole: Yeah, looks that way, huh?

Cass: Yeah. What about all those parties?

Nicole: Oh, well, I decided not to go.

Cass: Me, too. Who's watching "holiday inn"?

Nicole: George the watchman. Certainly doesn't mean anything to me.

Cass: No, me, neither.

Nicole: Well, I'd better get to work.

Cass: Where you going?

Nicole: This way. I thought I would check out the kitchen.

Cass: Oh. Well, I'll be working upstairs.

Nicole: Why don't you just watch the movie?

Cass: Oh, Christmas movies -- who needs them?

Nicole: Yeah, right.

Cass: No, no, it's just that I -- I know this particular scene, that's all.

Nicole: Ah. Well, see you.

Cass: Yeah, I'll see you.

Cass: Who knows?

Man: You saw her?

Second man: Describe her.

Third man: Who, me? Well, I wasn't watching very closely. She was a medium -- medium-built sort of a girl with a medium face. She had a nice evening gown on with a belt in the back. She's built just like a girlfriend of mine, a girl you don't know, but her name was Consuela Schelpkiss. She used to play the pinball machine a lot down at the corner drug store. I remember one time she was high man three weeks in a row.

Nicole: Hey, you know all the lines by heart, huh?

Cass: Oh, no, not all. Just Bing's.

Nicole: Oh, yeah? I thought you said you didn't like this movie.

Cass: Oh, yeah? Well, look who's talking.

Nicole: What?

Cass: "It doesn't mean anything to me," she says, and here you are, ready for the matinee. What do you got in here? Eggnog? Oh --

Nicole: Oh, great! Oh!

Cass: What?

Nicole: What do you got in your bag?

Cass: Um -- roasted chestnuts.

Nicole: I might've known.

Cass: I happen to like roasted chestnuts.

[Nicole and Cass laugh]

Nicole: Come on. There's room in this theater for both of us

[Christmas music plays]

Sam: I love the presents.

Amanda: You just hate the idea that I'm rich enough to afford it.

Sam: Yes, I do have a problem with that.

Amanda: Why?

Sam: You know why.

Amanda: Because you're prejudiced against rich people.

Sam: Not for no reason.

Amanda: What is the reason?

Sam: When I was 4 years old, my mother was going out with a guy who lived in a house like this. Every time he'd come over, he'd have lots of presents, just like it was Christmas every Thursday night.

Amanda: So, what happened?

Sam: So he did what every guy like that does -- he left her.

Amanda: And he left you, too.

Sam: Look, I'm sorry. I love the present. It's the best brushes I've ever seen. I can't wait to use them. Open your present, will you?

Amanda: Oh, Sam.

Sam: It's a miniature of the painting that you got hung in the gallery.

Amanda: The one I'm so crazy about.

Sam: Do you like it?

Amanda: Like it? I love it. It's the best present I ever got.

Sam: Do you remember that day when the painting got hung?

Amanda: How could I forget it?

Sam: I couldn't believe it. And you did that for me.

Amanda: It was the best night.

Sam: Amanda, I am going to be the best father that baby could have.

Amanda: I really -- I really don't want to talk about this right now.

Sam: I understand. Look, I -- I better go.

Jamie: She's resting.

Mac: How's her condition?

Jamie: Well, we -- we checked her out. Everything seems to be ok, but we're going to keep a close watch on her.

Rachel: You must be so relieved.

Jamie: Yeah, I am. So is Chad and Scott.

Adam: They're both still at the hospital.

Jamie: Yeah, they'll probably spend the night there.

Mac: Couldn't be a very Merry Christmas for them.

Rachel: No.

Cheryl: You can do that.

Mary: I can't watch. I can't watch.

Vince: How do you feel?

Mary: About what?

Vince: I mean, generally, you know?

Mary: Oh -- um -- pretty good. Why?

Vince: Merry Christmas.

Mary: Merry Christmas to you. I -- I'm going -- ooh!

Man: Oh, I am sorry. Are you ok?

Mary: Yes, I think so.

Man: My --

Mary: What? What's the matter?

Man: I don't believe it. You're alive.

Mary: Who are you? Do I know you?

Man: You don't remember me?

Mary: No.

Man: I was told that you and Reginald -- both of you were dead.

Mary: Uh -- no. No, we're -- long story, complicated.

Man: I'm going to love hearing it.

Second man: Bingo. I hit paydirt -- Claire and Penny.

First man: Fine.

Second man: Let's go. Double time.

First man: In a second. I will see you again.

Cheryl: Hey? You ok?

Mary: Yeah. Uh-huh.

Cheryl: Who was that guy?

Mary: I don't know. He seems to know me.

All: I'm dreaming

Cheryl: I'm going to go inside.

Mary: Good idea.

Cheryl: All right.

All: Christmas just like the ones I used to know where the treetops glisten and Children

[Christmas music plays]

Amanda: Thanks for the present.

Sam: Yeah, thanks for mine.

Amanda: So, when am I going to see you again?

Sam: Soon. We have a lot of things to figure out.

Michael: Of course I love you, Donna. I wouldn't have come up here if I didn't love you.

Donna: You don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that.

Michael: Don't you understand? I wanted you so much last night. But I couldn't go through that door. It wouldn't have been right.

Donna: I understand.

Michael: Not after all that's happened, Donna.

Donna: But maybe someday.

Michael: No!

Not someday. Don't you get it? That's what makes this all so difficult. Look, I'm going. You coming?

Donna: Ok.

Donna: Guess I shouldn't have brought this, huh?

Michael: You know, sometimes -- you just never cease to amaze me, Donna.

Donna: I made a fool of myself, didn't I?

Michael: No.

Michael: Hey, wait up for a second.

Donna: Why?

Michael: Let me have that.

Donna: This?

Michael: Just -- just give it to me, ok?

Michael: Merry Christmas.

Donna: Merry Christmas, Michael.

Cass: Are you crying?

Nicole: What?

Cass: Your eyes look red.

Nicole: Who'd cry over a hokey ending like that?

Cass: Oh, right.

Nicole: I liked the movie, but getting together right before the final credits? I mean, life just isn't like that.

Cass: I must've been mistaken. You'd never cry over something like that.

Nicole: Wait a minute. Me? Look at you.

Cass: What about me?

Nicole: You've got little tears in the corner of your eyes.

Cass: Oh, would you stop? Those aren't little tears.

Nicole: Then what are they?

Cass: My contacts are acting up.

Nicole: You don't wear contacts.

Cass: All right, all right, so I was a little moved, ok?

Nicole: "A little"?

Cass: Shut up and have a chestnut.

Nicole: Oh. Only if you have some eggnog.

Cass: Oh, that's pretty Christmasy stuff, don't you think, eggnog?

Nicole: No. I drink it year-round.

Cass: Oh, sure. I can just see you ordering lunch in the middle of July. "Let me have a tuna on rye and a large eggnog, please."

Nicole: Well, not every day.

Cass: What about the fruitcake?

Nicole: Well, what about the chestnuts?

Cass: They're good.

Nicole: They're awful. Nobody likes chestnuts -- unless they're a sucker for Christmas.

Cass: Give me some eggnog, would you please?

Nicole: Now, I have a confession to make.

Cass: Yeah -- you didn't have all those plans for today and last night, did you?

Nicole: How'd you guess?

Cass: I happen to know you're not as popular as you think you are.

Nicole: Is that right? Well, look who's talking.

[Cass chuckles]

Cass: A pretty pathetic pair, aren't we?

Nicole: Yeah -- two lonely souls watching an old movie on Christmas.

Cass and Nicole: Aw.

[Cass and Nicole laugh]

Cass: I'm -- I'm glad we found each other.

Nicole: Yeah. Me, too. Well, I'd really better get back to work.

Cass: Yeah.

[Music plays]

Nicole: Danny Kaye is in this movie.

Cass: I love Danny Kaye.

All: Of a white Christmas with every Christmas card I write. May your days be merry and bright and may all your Christmases be white

From all of us at "Another World" to all of you, our friends, a very Merry Christmas. God bless you every one.

Merry Christmas!

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