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Another World Transcript Wednesday 12/24/03

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[Door closes]

Nicole: Je comprends, Jacques. Yes. Oui. I understand. That's why Felicia's on her way over there right now.

Au Paris maintenant. Yes. Jacques, Jacques, I realize that there are details to be worked out. You talk to her about it.

Parlez avec Felicia.

Cass: Deep purple -- the deepest. You were absolutely right, the mauve stunk.

Nicole: I can't say right now. Je ne sais pas.

Cass: Who is that?

Nicole: Jacques. He's driving me crazy.

Cass: Put him on hold. I'll talk to him.

Nicole: Jacques?

Un moment. Cass just walked in, and he wants to talk to you. I'm going to put you on hold, ok?

Merci. Oh, thanks.

Cass: What are partners for?

Nicole: Oh, thanks for the fabric.

Cass: You know what they say in France -- forget it. I'll use my phone upstairs in the room.

Nicole: Ok.

Donna: A through N.

Nicole: What?

Donna: Well, my half of the invitations for the opening. You know, I'd almost forgotten what pretty handwriting I have.

Nicole: And I'd almost forgotten how modest you are.

Donna: You know, it's a glorious day outside.

Nicole: It's freezing.

Donna: Well, of course, it's freezing. It's January, Nicole.

Nicole: Thank you for pointing that out to me, Donna. Lately, I've been having a dreadful time keeping track of the months.

Donna: Oh, I know, I know. So, what do you want me to do now, hmm?

Nicole: Well, first off, you can tell me what's with you today. You're wearing an awfully happy face.

Donna: Michael's coming back from Tokyo today.

Nicole: Ah. I didn't figure it had to do with oil prices.

Donna: I sent flowers to welcome him home.

Nicole: Well, that couldn't hurt.

Donna: And a special note saying that -- that I missed him and that I hope we can get together later on.

Nicole: I'm impressed.

Donna: What, that I'm not being devious?

Nicole: I guess that's the word for it.

Donna: Well, I have decided, no more game playing or plotting. From now on, it's totally straightforward.

Nicole: Well, I am totally proud of you.

Donna: Yeah, well, it's just I'm not used to working like this.

Nicole: Without a net?

Donna: Yeah. I'm really kind of scared. I mean, I am. I'm putting everything on the line here.

Nicole: Why?

Donna: Nicole, what if he doesn't respond?

Nicole: Well, it could happen. What will you do?

Donna: Oh, nothing major. Just die.

Michael: Vicky? Hey, Vic, I'm home!

Gillian: Oh, I thought that plane would never land.

Michael: Victoria! God, this place looks great. She must be at the hospital. I think I'll give her a call.

Man: Excuse me. I have flowers for a Mr. Michael Hudson.

Gillian: Oh, I'll take them. Just a second. Keep the change.

Man: Hey, great. Thanks.

Gillian: You're welcome.

Vicky: Dad! You're early! Hi.

Michael: How you doing, baby?

Vicky: Oh, I missed you so much.

Michael: Yeah, you know, I told that pilot, I said, "hurry home quick because I have a daughter I want to see."

Vicky: Oh, I'm so glad you're back.

Michael: Hey, did you get prettier while I was away?

Vicky: Oh, I don't know. Maybe, I must have, you know.

Gillian: Michael? I think I'm going to go back to the office.

Vicky: Hi, Gillian.

Gillian: Hi.

Michael: You sure you're not too tired, huh?

Gillian: Nope, not at all. I'm going to look and see what's important on your desk, and I'll bring it back here, ok?

Michael: Thanks, that's great.

Gillian: Sure, no problem.

Michael: Bye. Hey, you know, I was strolling down the Ginza there. Actually, I wasn't really strolling, I was inching my way down the Ginza. There are thousands of people.

Vicky: Yeah, well, I would love to see it myself someday.

Michael: Oh, I'm sure you will. Anyway, I spotted something that had you written all over it.

Vicky: Looks like you spotted two somethings.

Michael: Oh, yeah, but this one is yours.

Vicky: Yeah, and what about that one?

Michael: This is for Donna.

Sam: You saw Mandy -- I mean, Amanda?

Joyce: That girl that works for you.

Sam: Are you sure?

Joyce: She was standing right here.

Sam: When?

Joyce: Before, Sam, when you were on the phone. What's the big deal?

Sam: Nothing. Look, I just was curious why she was here, all right.

Joyce: She sure wasn't thrilled to see me, I'll tell you that much.

Sam: Why did she have to show up now?

Joyce: You two are still working together, right?

Sam: No. Look, Joyce, can I take you back to the hotel right now?

Joyce: Sam --

Sam: What?

Joyce: Well, you're upset about something.

Sam: Look, I -- I just don't want to talk about it, ok?

Joyce: Mandy is just your runner, isn't she? Sam, isn't she?

Reginald: Wait, Frame.

Jason: Wait for what?

Reginald: I want specifics.

Jason: Specifics for what?

Reginald: About an arrangement. I think we should come to some kind of arrangement.

Jason: I thought that's been fairly clear all along, hasn't it?

Reginald: Spell it out.

Jason: A good poker player never puts all his cards on the table until everybody has their money in the pot.

Reginald: This isn't poker, Frame. Are you blackmailing me?

Jason: Blackmail? That's a crime. I'm not a criminal.

Reginald: What do you want?

Jason: What I've been talking about all along -- a partnership, a partnership that's beneficial to you and to me.

Reginald: What is your benefit?

Jason: Oh, there's several.

Reginald: How much?

Jason: Let's not forget the benefit to you.

Reginald: How much?

Jason: 60,000.

Reginald: 60,000?

Jason: Spare me. Maybe I should tell you what it's for.

Reginald: Should I care?

Jason: As you know, my sister owned a farm here. It came up for auction very recently.

Reginald: A farm? How picturesque.

Jason: Yes, I bought it. But I need $60,000 for the down payment.

Reginald: It's a touching story, but for me, an extremely heavy investment into this partnership.

Jason: Reginald, we each have our own burden to bear, don't we?

Reginald: How can I be sure that you'll keep up your end of a partnership?

Jason: I'm just a farmer at heart, and most farmers are men of few words. But if they give their word, an oath or a vow --

Reginald: I have this awful feeling you're about to break into a chorus of "Shenandoah."

Jason: My word is all I have, Reginald.

Reginald: And a faulty memory.

Jason: About a certain night and a certain fire. If that's my end of the agreement, then that's my end.

Reginald: I insist on it.

Jason: I just retired from the navy. All I want is a place I can call home, my farm.

Reginald: Your roots and all that, yes.

Jason: Right.

Reginald: I understand.

Jason: That's what I'm saying.

Reginald: You don't.

Jason: Good. Do we have a deal? It's getting late. I better go. I mean, look at the time. I have so many things I have to do today.

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

Vicky: I just don't understand why you bought Donna a present.

Michael: Hey, come on. Don't you want to see the present I brought you?

Vicky: Maybe later.

Michael: Hey, Victoria, wait a minute. Now, she's your mom. She's my wife.

Vicky: Ex-wife.

Michael: For only a couple of days.

Vicky: I thought you went away to Japan to forget about her.

Michael: Look, I care about Donna. You're going to have to accept that.

Vicky: I just don't want to see you get hurt, dad.

Michael: Victoria, she's a part of my life. She probably always will be. It is possible to love somebody and not be able to live with them.

Vicky: Sorry.

Michael: For what?

Vicky: For giving you such a hard time about it.

Michael: Well, that's ok. I'm used to it.

Vicky: Oh, thanks. It's great to have you back. I missed you.

Michael: Good. Now, you want to open this present I brought you?

Vicky: Dad, you did not have to get me anything.

Michael: If I hadn't got it for you, you would have hit me, right?

Vicky: You're absolutely right.

Michael: I knew it. Yes.

Vicky: Yes, yes. Oh, dad.

Michael: So, well, do you like it? I mean --

Vicky: Now, did you pick this out, or did you send Gillian?

Michael: You hate it, right?

Vicky: No, are you kidding? It's perfect! I love it!

Michael: Ok, look, if it doesn't fit, we can always fly back to Tokyo and return it --

Vicky: Yeah? Well, you know, as a matter of fact, these pants might be a little long.

Michael: In 1999. That's when my next business trip is, I'm sure.

Vicky: Oh, yeah, ok. I love it. Hey, who sent you the flowers?

Michael: Oh, I don't know. The hotel or something. Gillian took them.

Vicky: She is a great-looking woman.

Michael: Well, I agree.

Vicky: And how is she as a travel companion?

Michael: I don't know. She does a good job. We get along well.

Vicky: And I guess you never noticed how good-looking she was.

Michael: She's ok.

Vicky: Ok?

Michael: What is all this talk about Gillian all of a sudden?

Vicky: You're a single man. I think you should start seeing some other women.

Maid: Welcome back, Mr. Hudson.

Michael: Oh, hi. How are you, Millie?

Millie: Are you and Miss Hudson ready for lunch?

Vicky: Oh, yeah, dad, you must be starving.

Michael: I've got to tell you, actually, what I'd really, really like is a hamburger with fries, lots of grease, and hold the seaweed.

Vicky: Yeah, too much sushi, I think, for you, huh?

Michael: Absolutely too much sushi, yes. So I am craving something completely unhealthy.

Vicky: Ooh, yeah, I'd like some deep-fried, greasy onion rings.

Michael: Oh, my mouth is watering.

Vicky: Mmm.

Michael: We'll see you, Millie, but thank you very much, ok? Where should we go?

Vicky: Yeah, well, you know, I think we could go to the Greasy Spoon place on Bellingham. I think they don't know the word "health."

Michael: Oh, that sounds perfect -- Greasy Spoon on Bellingham.

Vicky: Let's go.

Michael: I'll race you.

Vicky: All right.

Michael: All right!

Sam: Amanda is more than my runner, yeah.

Joyce: Wait, you mean, Mandy.

Sam: No, I mean Amanda. That's her real name. Look, that's part of the reason you can't stay at my apartment.

Joyce: Because you're in love with her.

Sam: I didn't say that.

Joyce: You didn't have to.

Sam: Her father is my boss.

Joyce: She's Mac Cory's daughter?

Sam: Yes, I just found out that a little while ago.

Joyce: And you're dating her?

Sam: Shh. Yes -- I mean, no. I mean, I was but not right now, ok, Joyce?

Joyce: So, then, what's the problem?

Sam: Look, I just don't want to talk about this right now, all right?

Joyce: Ok. Fine. Listen, I can get myself back to the hotel. No problem.

Sam: Joyce -- Joyce? Thank you for understanding.

Joyce: Listen, it might help if you talk to someone.

Sam: I'll call you, ok?

Joyce: I'll be waiting.

Sam: Thanks.

Joyce: Bye.

Cheryl: Hey, guys.

Vince: Hey. What are you doing here?

Cheryl: Well, that's a nice welcome. Good to see you, too.

Ada: I thought it was your day off.

Cheryl: I just happen to like the food here, ok?

Vince: Just for that -- our treat, anything on the menu.

Cheryl: Actually, that's what I really love about eating here.

Vince: I had a feeling.

Ada: Uh-huh, freeloader.

Cheryl: Have you heard anything about Dawn?

Vince: Not since Scott took her to the hospital.

Cheryl: I think I'll go visit her after lunch.

Vince: Hey, you better grab a table before it gets crowded.

Cheryl: Yeah, good idea. And, waiter, I think I'll have the filet mignon, maybe a little caviar as an appetizer.

Vince: Just happens to be the special of the day.

Cheryl: Thank you.

Cheryl: Hi, Sam.

Sam: Cheryl, hi.

Cheryl: Have you eaten?

Sam: No, I'm not hungry.

Cheryl: Mind if I sit down?

Sam: Please.

Cheryl: Thanks. Look, I know this is really none of my business, but was that your old girlfriend?

Sam: Yeah, that was Joyce, all right.

Cheryl: Kind of surprised to see you with her.

Sam: So was Amanda.

Cheryl: She knows Joyce is in Bay City?

Sam: She just ran into her right here.

Cheryl: It's my fault.

Sam: Cheryl, that's crazy.

Cheryl: Sam, I told her that you were here.

Sam: Why did you --

Cheryl: Because, Sam, you have to straighten this thing out.

Sam: Cheryl, I don't think that's possible.

Cheryl: Don't you think you should talk to her, Sam? Otherwise, she --

Sam: She's going to what?

Cheryl: Forget it. No, just forget it.

Sam: No --

Cheryl: It's none of my business.

Sam: Cheryl, Amanda's going to what?

Cheryl: She's going -- she's going to give up on you, Sam.

Sam: Cheryl, she probably already has.

Cheryl: Well, that would be stupid. Come on, you guys are right for each other, Sam.

Sam: Look, Cheryl, if we were right for each other, we'd still be together.

Scott: You guys look a little too serious here.

Cheryl: Hey, Scott. How's Dawn?

Scott: Good. She's doing really good.

Sam: That's great to hear, man. Really.

Cheryl: I'm thinking about going over and visiting her later on.

Scott: Oh, that would be great. She'd love the company.

Sam: Did you just come from the hospital?

Scott: Yeah, as a matter of fact, they put her in a room, and I thought I'd come over here and get her some real food.

Sam: I don't blame you.

Cheryl: She is real lucky to have you.

Sam: Yeah, a lot of guys have been (running away)

Scott: Well, a lot of guys don't have Dawn. You don't run away from somebody you love just because there's a problem.

Sam: Look, I'll catch you guys later, ok?

Scott: Wait a minute. Sam, did I -- did I say something wrong?

Cheryl: You just said enough for him to realize what he's doing with Amanda.

Scott: Well, I hope I didn't upset him, Cheryl.

Cheryl: Why don't you go talk to him.

Scott: Yeah, I think I will.

Mary: I'm not going.

Ada: Good. Where?

Mary: I don't want anything to do with this man.

Ada: Good. Who?

Mary: Jason Frame. He slipped this under my door.

Ada: Jason Frame? What does he want with you?

Mary: That's what I've been trying to figure out.

Ada: I don't trust that guy.

Mary: Neither do I. He keeps bringing up the past.

Ada: You mean, when you two worked for the Love family?

Mary: Uh-huh, yeah. But he's doing it for a reason.

Ada: What reason?

Mary: I don't know. I don't care.

Ada: Well, why don't you tell him that?

Mary: Yes, I think I should. Yes, I do. I do. There is something about that man -- I don't know -- it just makes my skin crawl.

Donna: You know, being totally honest and straightforward does not come naturally to me.

Nicole: I know.

Donna: Oh, Nicole, what if it doesn't work?

Nicole: It's still better.

Donna: I hate being scared like this, though.

Nicole: Oh, stop being so negative.

Donna: Oh --

Nicole: Donna?

Donna: What?

Nicole: You're showing.

Donna: Yeah, I am, a little.

Nicole: No, you have an honest to goodness little tummy.

Donna: I know. I showed a lot earlier than this, though, when I was carrying Marley and Victoria.

Nicole: Well, that was twins.

Donna: Yeah. And that was the worst time of my life. It should have been one of the most beautiful, right?

Nicole: Right. All thanks to daddy dearest.

Donna: I can't believe I let him talk me into raising Marley as my sister. I mean, why -- why couldn't I have stood up to him?

Nicole: Oh, you were just a kid, and Reginald is a very threatening man.

Donna: Yes, well, you did it.

Nicole: Oh, after how many years? It took a fire to get to that point.

Donna: I can't believe he did that.

Nicole: Well, he did.

Donna: You really let him have it, though, huh?

Nicole: Oh, things came out of my mouth. You wouldn't have believed it.

Donna: I really wish I'd been there.

Nicole: Of course, the last word had to be his.

Donna: Why? What did he say?

Nicole: Some nonsense about there being things I don't know.

Donna: Oh.

Nicole: Do you have any idea what he meant?

Donna: No. I mean, "things that you don't know"?

Nicole: Yeah. Well, I guess he was just doing it for effect, but it's kind of been bothering me ever since he said that.

Donna: Well, listen, I think you should just ignore it. Come on, you know how cryptic he can be when he's trying to hold on to someone.

Nicole: You're right. I'm going to put on a positive face, just like you're doing.

Donna: Right. Just like me. Good old, positive Donna, huh?

Nicole: Well, come on.

Donna: What? What are we doing?

Nicole: Well, we're getting you out of here.

Donna: Oh, we are? And where am I going?

Nicole: To see Michael.

Donna: All right. Nicole, do I look all right?

Nicole: Oh, you look radiant.

Donna: Yeah?

Nicole: You just stick out your tummy and go for it.

Donna: Well, he should have seen the flowers and read the note by now. I mean, surely, he's expecting something.

Nicole: Well, just remember -- honest, straightforward, and take no prisoners.

Donna: Right.

Nicole: Bye.

Donna: Bye.

Jason: Looking at my watch?

Reginald: No.

Jason: It's a rather old piece.

Reginald: Is it?

Jason: Yes. I have to continually check it to make sure it's not losing time. I'd better hit the road, Jack.

Reginald: Very well. You win.

Jason: Win what?

Reginald: I accept the deal.

Jason: My deal?

Reginald: I agree to your terms.

Jason: What made you change your mind?

Reginald: You did. You're a very persuasive man.

Jason: Reginald, the 60,000 has to be in cash.

Reginald: All of it?

Jason: All of it.

Reginald: Well, it will take some time to raise that kind of money.

Jason: Escrow closes in just a few days, and for you, $60,000 is nothing.

Reginald: It's a question of liquidity.

Jason: I'm sure you'll have it all watered down by then. And if you don't --

Reginald: What happens?

Jason: I won't be a farmer, and I'll have to talk. You have a nice day.

Northrup: On him?

Reginald: He wound it in front of me.

Northrup: Now, why would he do that?

Reginald: Oh, he's a cool one, our Mr. Frame. He won't come out and say what his trump card is, and then he ....

Northrup: Get it.

Northrup: The watch?

Reginald: I want it today.

Scott: Hey, Sam, I'm glad I caught up with you.

Sam: Hey, Scott.

Scott: Listen, I wanted you to know -- Cheryl thought that maybe you thought I was talking about you in there.

Sam: No, I knew you weren't, ok? Look, I'm sorry I ran out of there so quick.

Scott: Don't worry about a thing. Obviously, I said the wrong thing.

Sam: No, you didn't say the wrong thing. You said the right thing. You shouldn't run away from someone you love, and that's what I'm doing. I'm running.

Scott: Don't be so hard on yourself.

Sam: Scott you girlfriend has AIDS, and you're not running.

Scott: I wouldn't do that.

Sam: Yeah. Me? I'm nursing my pride.

Scott: Instead of being with her?

Sam: Yeah.

Scott: Then go to her.

Sam: I don't know what to say

Scott: Tell her how you feel.

Sam: You're right, man.

Scott: Good luck, huh?

Sam: Thanks. Yeah. I got to go talk to her.

Cass: Yeah, he's fine.

Nicole: Oh.

Cass: What's this here?

Nicole: Oh, I was just checking to see how much damage was done by the fire.

Cass: You know, we're going to have to salvage some of that stuff.

Nicole: Who wants to buy a gown that smells like smoked ham?

Cass: We could start a new fad?

Nicole: "Designs by Nicole Love --

Cass nobody is going to ... us, not even you.

Cass: Talking? You were talking instead of creating?

Nicole: I just keep thinking about that crack he made.

Cass: Ignore him.

Nicole: I try. I really do.

Cass: I know you do, ..... telling you how to feel.

Nicole: Believe me, if I could put him of .... I'd -- I'd be happy.

Cass: But you can't do that. He's your father, and you're a very emotional woman.

Nicole: I wish I wasn't.

Cass: That's why you're so good at what you do. It's part of who you are. Don't change anything, ok?

[Knock on door]

Donna: Michael, I --

Millie: May I help you?

Donna: Well, I'm Donna Hudson. I was looking for -- for Mr. Hudson. I need to see him.

Millie: I'm afraid you just missed him. He and his daughter went out for lunch.

Donna: Oh, I see. Well, he did get the flowers. So much for the direct approach.

[Shower runs]

[Knock on door]

Mary: Jason, are you in there? Jason, are you there?

Jason: Mary, is that you?

Mary: Yes, it is.

Jason: Give me a second.

Jason: I wasn't sure you would come.

Mary: I'm here.

Jason: I'm glad.

Mary: Don't get all excited. I'm only here --

Jason: Excuse me.

Mary: If you're looking for a shirt, it's right here.

Jason: Thank you. You were saying?

Mary: I was saying -- you've got shaving cream on your face.

Jason: Off?

Mary: Yes.

Jason: Good.

Mary: I was saying, I want you to leave me alone. Now. Once and for all. I am not going to put up with it anymore.

Jason: What do I owe all that to?

Mary: How much time have you got?

Jason: Enough.

Mary: Ok. First -- I don't want to talk about the past anymore. Watch my lips -- I don't remember it. Secondly -- as far as all of your questions about Reginald, I am not -- I repeat, not -- going to answer them. I don't know anything about the man prior to Paraguay, but that's not the point. You see, the point here is that you do not have the right to harass me. You don't, and I want you to stop it, and I am not going to talk to you about anything that has to do with my life at all anymore.

Jason: We'll see about that, lady.

Nicole: Are those Kathleen's galleys?

Cass: Yes, they are.

Nicole: When will the book actually come out?

Cass: Well, soon enough. That's why I'm on my way over to the McKinnons'.

Nicole: Haven't they read it?

Cass: Oh, sure. Mac got them the galleys as soon as they were available. I just want to compare notes with Mary and Vince before I give Mac the go-ahead.

Nicole: Oh. Were they proud?

Cass: Oh, yes, of course they were. But it was hard for them to read it. It was hard for me, too.

Nicole: Oh, of course.

Cass: And when you realize that this was the last thing that Kathleen wrote -- will ever write -- um -- well, who's getting emotional now?

Nicole: Hey, you're allowed.

Cass: Maybe that's why we're such a good team.

Nicole: It must be.

Cass: You know where to find me if you need me.

Nicole: Ok. You give Vince and Mary my love, ok?

Jason: Hi.

Nicole: Oh, hi.

Jason: Am I interrupting? You busy?

Nicole: Well, no. What can I do for you?

Jason: Nothing, really. Ever since I saw you earlier, I just haven't been able to get you out of my mind.

Nicole: I see.

Jason: No, no, that's not a come-on. Please don't think that.

Nicole: No, I hope not.

Jason: I'd just like to get to know you better, that's all.

Nicole: Why?

Jason: I live down the street, and I walk out of my place, and suddenly, your place.

Nicole: Oh, so that makes us neighbors?

Jason: Well, I'm really hard up for friends, and what I think I'll do is put an ad in the paper.

Nicole: Oh, it could read "desperately seeking pals," huh?

Jason: You've really got your mom's smile.

Nicole: You knew her well?

Jason: For a while. I used to take her horseback riding, which was a laugh.

Nicole: Why? She didn't ride well?

Jason: She would walk into a stable, and the horses would all stampede to get out the other way.

Nicole: Well, she didn't like to ride. She only did it because my father made her.

Jason: Reginald.

Nicole: Yeah. Boy, did I love to ride.

Jason: Boy, you were great. You were a real horsewoman.

Nicole: Yeah, well, that's because I started so young. For my fifth birthday, my parents got me a pony.

Jason: Suzette.

Nicole: You remember.

Jason: You'd be surprised how many things people remember.

[Phone rings]

Reginald: Hello?

Northrup: It's me.

Reginald: Did you get it?

Northrup: No sign of the watch. It must be on him.

Reginald: Or else he hid it somewhere else.

Northrup: It's not here.

Reginald: Damn.

Northrup: What now?

Reginald: Leave Mr. Frame a reminder that you were there. We may not be as cordial next time. The south side --

Nicole: You sailed the seas?

Jason: Seven of them.

Nicole: You saw the world.

Jason: A big chunk of it. But that's enough about me. I want to talk about you.

Nicole: No, I'm afraid I have to get my nose back to the grindstone.

Jason: Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep you away from it so long.

Nicole: Oh, no, no, it's ok. I enjoyed it.

Jason: Look --

Nicole: What?

Jason: I didn't just wander over here. I came over here for a very specific reason. I want to give you something.

Nicole: Me? Why?

Jason: You know what this is?

Nicole: No.

Jason: Take a look at it, please.

Nicole: Oh, this is beautiful.

Jason: It was your mother's.

Nicole: My mother's? Well, how did you get it?

Jason: Oh, that's a bit of a story.

Nicole: Tell me.

Jason: I always liked it. It was classy, like your mom.

Nicole: That was hers.

Jason: Yeah. She carried it with her everywhere. I mean, even when she went riding, she had this watch.

Nicole: How did you get it?

Jason: She gave it to me.

Nicole: My mother?

Jason: I had been in the navy for quite a few years, and one day, this package arrives and in it is the watch and a note saying "I remember how much you liked it and I just wanted you to have it."

Nicole: She did?

Jason: Seemed strange to me, too, because I had been in the navy for a while.

Nicole: Well, you obviously left an impression.

Jason: Right after that, I heard that --

Nicole: She committed suicide.

Jason: All these years, I've hoped that she gave it to me because she realized just how much I cared.

Nicole: Even if she couldn't ride.

Jason: She had a big heart. She had a great, loving heart. Here.

Nicole: Oh, no. Please, no, no, no. You keep it. She sent it to you.

Jason: She would have wanted me to do with it what I want to do with it, and I want to give it to you, and I would be honored if you took it. Ok.

Nicole: Oh. Oh, I'm the one who's honored. Thank you.

Jason: I'm sure that grindstone is real heavy about now, so I'll go take off and let you go back to work.

Nicole: Ok. Jason --

Jason: Yeah?

Nicole: I'll see you soon.

Jason: Ok. Hi.

Donna: Hello.

Nicole: Donna, you'll never guess what just happened.

Donna: What? Really? What?

Nicole: Look, it's mama's watch. Isn't it beautiful?

Donna: Oh, yes, I remember that.

Nicole: Jason Frame just gave it to me.

Donna: So that's who that was. Oh.

Nicole: Oh, what's wrong? Did you see Michael?

Donna: I went to his suite. He wasn't there.

Nicole: Were your flowers there? Did he get the note?

Donna: It had just been tossed aside. Think he was trying to tell me something?

Nicole: Oh, I think you're reading into this --

Donna: No. Nicole, he doesn't care. And as soon as I accept that fact, the better off I'm going to be.

Gillian: Hi. Did you have a good lunch?

Michael: Yeah, it was fine. Did we get any mail?

Gillian: Oh, lots. You'd think we'd been gone a year. The work has really piled up. I hope you're not too jet-lagged because it's going to be a late night. Michael?

Michael: What?

Gillian: You didn't hear a word I said.

Michael: Yeah, I did. You said something about the mail.

Gillian: What are you thinking about?

Michael: Do we really have to do all this right now?

Gillian: Why not?

Michael: Well, I'd kind of like to take this over to Donna.

Gillian: Now?

Michael: Yeah.

Gillian: Michael, we are inundated with work. I mean, can't that wait till tomorrow? Come on. You are so tense. I'll tell you what, why don't I give you a massage and then we'll get down to work. All right? I'll just work on these neck muscles and the back muscles and -- well, how does that sound?

Michael: I think that sounds wrong. I'm not tense.

Gillian: Well, I can see that you are.

Michael: Gillian, read my lips -- I'm not tense. Excuse me. Who sent the flowers?

Gillian: What?

Michael: The flowers. I didn't read the card. Who sent them?

Gillian: Uh -- the management.

Michael: Hi, Bridget. Yeah, this is Michael. Look, I'm back.

Vicky: Hi, Gillian.

Gillian: Hi, Vicky. I didn't hear you come in.

Vicky: No, I guess not. I've got to get to the hospital. I need my purse.

Vicky: You really like my father, don't you?

Gillian: He's a wonderful man.

Vicky: And single now.

Gillian: Yes, that, too.

Vicky: It was wonderful of that management to send up the flowers, wasn't it? Have fun.

Mary: Boy, do I feel good.

Ada: Boy, am I glad somebody does. What a lunch we had today. My feet are killing me.

Mary: Ada.

Ada: Mary.

Mary: I saw him.

Ada: Who? Jason?

Mary: Hopefully for the last time.

Ada: Did you tell him off?

Mary: With a vengeance.

Ada: Way to go.

Mary: Boy, is that a good feeling.

Ada: I'm proud of you, tiger.

Mary: I'm proud of me, too. Excuse me a minute.

Vince: Perfect.

Cass: There's nothing you'd change.

Vince: I couldn't. It's hers.

Mary: Are you guys talking about Kathleen's book?

Cass: Yeah. Vince said he's happy with it.

Mary: Yeah. So am I.

Cass: Well, good. Listen, Mitch is going to be dropping by those photographs from the plane crash site, and --

Mary: I think you should just use the photograph that was in the newspapers.

Cass: I want to look at them before I decide.

Vince: Have you seen any of those photographs?

Cass: Just a blowup of one.

Mary: Well, we have seen them. I don't think you should put yourself through that. I don't know why those pictures would have to be in the book anyway.

Vince: Mary's right.

Cass: I want the people who buy that book to realize why there aren't going to be any more books by Kathleen. I want them to see what Rex did.

Mary: Of course you do, but there's no reason for you to have to suffer any more than you have.

Cass: So you're just saying it's time to get on with our lives, right?

Vince: Nobody said it was going to be easy, you know?

Mary: We're not going to forget her, ever. But we do have to go on, we have to.

Jason: Reginald.

Reginald: Mary, I'm glad I found you.

Mary: What are you doing here?

Reginald: I need to know something.

Mary: I'm sorry, I'm very busy right now.

Reginald: It's about Jason Frame.

Mary: Why do you want to know about him?

Reginald: Well, I'm curious.

Mary: What makes you think I can satisfy your curiosity?

Reginald: I know you can.

Mary: I know virtually nothing about the man.

Reginald: Mary, he's talked to you. I've seen him.

Mary: Reginald, that's all I have to say.

Reginald: Please, you must know something.

Mary: I am busy right now.

Reginald: Please, just tell me what you know.

Vince: Hey, hey! Get your filthy hands off her!

Reginald: You know I'll find out anyway.

Vince: Get out!

Vince: What was that all about?

Mary: He wanted to know about Jason.

Vince: Why?

Mary: I haven't a clue. And you know what's even stranger? Jason is just as curious about him.

Nicole: "We'll probably go with this top photo for the spread in Kathleen's book. Please advise Mac if you approve or not. Liz Matthews."

Cass: Sorry I'm late. It couldn't be helped.

Nicole: Oh, that's ok.

Cass: Anything new?

Nicole: Yeah, this.

Cass: What is it?

Nicole: It's my mother's old watch. Look. Isn't it beautiful?

Cass: Yes. Well, it's very nice.

Nicole: What's wrong?

Cass: You palmed something when I walked in the door.

Nicole: No, no --

Cass: Nicole, show me what you're hiding from me.

Sam: Amanda? Amanda, I've got to talk to you!

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