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Another World Transcript Monday 1/12/04

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Jamie: Well, it didn't turn out to be much of a storm after all, did it?

Vicky: No. I guess that weatherman was wrong.

Jamie: Yeah, and the roads are probably clear now, so I'm heading out.

Vicky: You're going to go back without getting in even one little run?

Jamie: Well, Lisa's going to be worrying about me.

Vicky: Hey, you -- where's your sense of adventure? Come on, Jamie, one run!

Jamie: Is this a challenge?

Vicky: You betcha.

Jamie: All right. One run. You're on.

Vicky: You're on. Let's race.

Jamie: Wait -- down the killer slope, though.

Vicky: Killer slope?

Jamie: Yeah, sure. You can handle that, can't you?

Vicky: I -- well, sure.

Jamie: I mean, I'd hate to think that you're chicken.

Vicky: Let's go.

[Jamie laughs]

Jamie: Ok. Yeah. Let's go.

Vicky: Yeah.

Michael: Adam, Lisa, hi.

Lisa: Hi.

Adam: Listen, I hope we're not interrupting anything.

Michael: No, no, no. Hey, how'd it go finding that missing child?

Adam: Well, I think we got something.

Lisa: Yeah, I used a mitten that they found, and I saw a barn.

Adam: The family seemed to recognize her description, so we sent a squad car over.

Lisa: We hope he's there.

Adam: In the meantime, while we wait, I wanted to come over and see if you had any luck with Jason and Mary.

Michael: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I did have a little luck with Jason and Mary.

Adam: Look, it's ok. She's working for me now. She's going to help us out.

Michael: Ok, here it is in a nutshell. Somebody's trying to kill Jason Frame because he knows who murdered Reginald Love's wife 20 years ago.

Lisa: Murder? You said it was suicide.

Adam: That's what I thought.

Michael: Try murder.

Adam: And Jason knows who it is?

Michael: Reginald Love.

Felicia: Well, look, Donna, the bride-to-be.

Donna: Yes. Hello, there.

Amanda: You both know about this?

Felicia: Honey, Sam called Mitch. We are really thrilled to death.

Amanda: Oh.

Donna: Yes, it is. It's wonderful news.

Felicia: Mitch told me all about the trip to New York, or at least as much as he could dig out of Sam.

Amanda: Yeah, we're going to have to do something about those two.

Felicia: Oh, you mean the fact that they never talk?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: You know, you're right.

Donna: Enough talk. I want to see the ring. Where is that?

Amanda: I just love it.

Donna: Oh!

Felicia: That is gorgeous.

Donna: It is. It really is.

Felicia: Well, just think -- you're getting married, I'm getting married.

Donna: Oh, and I hope to be getting remarried.

Felicia: Remarried, yes.

Amanda: It looks like I better be booking the church now.

Felicia: Yeah. You know, I think probably Nicole is the only one in this building who doesn't have marriage on her mind.

Donna: Well, I don't know if I would be too sure about that.

Amanda: Oh, can I quote that?

Donna: No. No, not yet. But who knows? She just might be racing us all to the altar.

Nicole: Donna, the last thing I'm going to do is race anybody to the altar.

Donna: Oh, I know that's true. I was just kidding.

Felicia: And, you know, Amanda's here to do a follow-up article. Isn't that great?

Cass: Oh, wonderful.

Nicole: Oh, yeah.

Amanda: Yeah, I hope you liked the last one.

Cass: We loved it. We thought it was really terrific. I'm kind of still interested in who you're racing to the altar.

Nicole: Well -- oh, well, Donna just meant that I'm going to be a bridesmaid.

Donna: That's exactly what I meant.

Nicole: If we're still speaking.

Donna: She can be so funny.

Cass: So you and Michael are starting to work things out?

Felicia: Well, if they're smart, they will.

Donna: Yes, we're certainly trying.

Amanda: So there's no marriage plans for you, Nicole?

Nicole: Uh -- no. No, no, no. No marriage, no love affairs. I -- look, I am much too busy. Anyway, my love affair is this salon.

Donna: Oh, what brought all of this subject up was Amanda's engagement ring.

Amanda: Right.

Nicole: Oh, well, let's see it.

Felicia: Isn't that beautiful?

Cass: Oh, man, it's lovely.

Donna: Isn't it gorgeous?

Cass: So you and Sam will be getting married after he gets out of debtors' prison, is that it?

Felicia: Oh.

Nicole: Cass --

Cass: What? All right, so it was a bad joke. I hope you're very happy.

Amanda: Thanks. We will be.

Cass: Both of you.

Amanda: Oh, and, Nicole, I'd like you to design a wedding gown for me, the most fantastic anyone's ever seen.

Nicole: It's a deal.

Amanda: It'll be a gift from my mom.

Cass: Does she know our prices?

Amanda: "Spare no expense" is what she said.

Cass: Oh. Sounds like our kind of customer.

Nicole: Well, just so you're happy. That's the whole point of the day -- or the dress.

Cass: Right.

Amanda: Oh, I am. Ok, enough about me. I've got to get some information for my article.

Nicole: Well, our plans for Monte Carlo are almost complete, right?

Cass: Right.

Amanda: Can I talk to you about them now?

Nicole: Well, I think it would be better if you talked to Felicia. She just got back from Monte Carlo.

Felicia: I got my films back. I will tell you everything I know, young lady.

Cass: Not everything you know.

Felicia: Don't worry.

Cass: Well, we don't want her to know that we're concerned. And don't forget about the photo session.

Felicia: I know, I know. Mitch is, I'm sure, on his way.

Cass: Ok. I guess I'll go check and see if that fabric was delivered.

Nicole: Ok. Especially the velvet.

Cass: Right.

Nicole: "Racing to the altar"?

Donna: Oh, I know! I'm sorry, but I didn't know you and Cass were going to come in like that.

Nicole: Obviously. Besides, you couldn't be more wrong.

Donna: Oh, Nicole, come on. I know you. I know you like Cass.

Nicole: Well, I don't want to have a relationship with anyone.

Donna: Really?

Nicole: Really. Positively.

Donna: Well, where have I heard that before?

Nicole: Look, all that is important to me right now is my work.

Donna: Right.

Nicole: Frankly, I can't afford a relationship with anyone because I can't afford the time.

Michael: And since Jason left the estate before he actually saw anything happen, we have no proof.

Adam: And Mary can't remember a thing?

Michael: Yes, but Jason seems to feel that Mary was definitely there.

Lisa: And now Reginald wants to kill Jason.

Adam: Because Jason has evidence that could prove Reginald guilty.

Michael: So, he had his farm ransacked. He had him attacked in the alley.

Adam: And don't forget Vince's house.

Lisa: What's Vince got to do with it?

Michael: Well, I think he thinks that Vince is holding some evidence.

Lisa: So Reginald's not only afraid that Jason's going to say something, he thinks he has actual physical evidence?

Adam: Which, of course, makes perfect logical sense. The only problem is Jason doesn't have any idea what it might be.

Michael: Oh, gosh. No, the only bright spot in all this is Mary.

Lisa: Do you really think she's going to get her memory back?

Michael: I don't know. But right now, she's with the best neurologist in the country.

Adam: That's good news. The McKinnons haven't had much of that in the last year.

Lisa: This will make her happy. A little scared, too, I would think.

Adam: Oh, boy. Well, after it's all said and done, where are we? Basically, what we've got is a 20-year-old investigation into a suicide.

Michael: Except it wasn't a suicide.

Lisa: You know, Reginald probably knew all the newspaper owners in the city.

Adam: Yeah, well, he doesn't own the Police department. I think it's time to reopen this file.

Lisa: You know, ever since you said Donna's mother may have been murdered, I've been thinking about her.

Adam: About Donna?

Lisa: Yeah. Is her middle name Elizabeth?

Michael: No. No, that's -- that's Donna's mother's name.

Lisa: Oh. That's it.

Adam: Lisa? You getting anything else?

Lisa: What?

Michael: Well, do you sense anything else that might be of help?

Lisa: No, not right now.

Adam: Maybe we ought to go back to the headquarters and open up that file.

Lisa: Ok, well, you know it helps if I work with objects that belonged to the people.

Michael: Well, then what are we waiting for?

Adam: Let's go, come on.

Michael: Let's go.

Adam: All right.

Felicia: We actually had to take two planes, if you can believe it.

Amanda: Oh, the insurance company's really making you do that?

Felicia: Well, Donna knows about that sort of thing. Anyway, never mind. There's something I want to say to you, so come here.

Amanda: What?

Felicia: Sit down. I want you to know that I am so happy for you I could actually cry.

Amanda: Well, don't.

Felicia: I know. But honestly, I am. I'm just so pleased that you decided to do what you did about the baby.

Amanda: Oh, yeah -- no abortion.

Felicia: Right.

Amanda: Well, you had a lot to do with that.

Felicia: Did I?

Amanda: Yes. The talk that we had about your character in your book and all the worries that she had. Well, anyway, it was your voice that kept going over and over in my head as I was sitting in the clinic. That's what made me get up and leave.

Felicia: I'm really glad.

Amanda: I can't even believe I even considered that now.

Felicia: Well, it's ok. It's all in the past now.

Amanda: Yeah. And Sam loves me!

Felicia: I know he does. Ain't love grand!

Amanda: We're going to be so happy.

[Knock on door]

Felicia: I know you are. Come in! Oh, Mitch, hi!

Amanda: Hi, Mitch.

Mitch: Am I interrupting?

Felicia: No, no.

Mitch: I'm glad to hear everything worked out.

Felicia: Well, it did more than that. Take a look.

Mitch: Wow!

Amanda: Yeah, this being engaged stuff is pretty ok.

Mitch: Well, Sam's one lucky guy. So am I.

Amanda: You?

Mitch: Well, you get to be my sister-in-law.

Amanda: Uh-huh. A Cory.

Mitch: Well, I mean, who would have thought a year ago that anything like this could possibly have happened?

Felicia: Or if anybody had told Mac and Rachel that this would have happened.

Amanda: I would have been shipped off to the Yukon or something like that.

Felicia: Yes, I think so.

Mitch: Well, the main thing is you're both happy.

Amanda: Oh, we're very, very happy.

Donna: Well, how's everything going?

Amanda: Donna -- wait a minute. Excuse me. I've got to ask her about the guest list.

Felicia: Ok, we'll talk later, all right?

Amanda: Ok.

Mitch: Goodbye.

Amanda: Bye. Donna, I need a copy of the guest list.

Mitch: Oh, brother.

Felicia: What? What's wrong?

Mitch: Did she say anything about Sam?

Felicia: Other than she's in love with him and they're deliriously happy, no.

Mitch: I mean, nothing's wrong?

Felicia: No. Why? Is there something wrong?

Mitch: Well, I stopped by "Brava" on the way over here.

Felicia: And?

Mitch: Well, I ran into Sam and I congratulated him, and he -- he acted, like, preoccupied, or angry.

Felicia: Really?

Mitch: Yeah, I mean, he just shrugged his shoulders and said, "yeah," and walked off. I mean, does that sound like someone who's deliriously happy to you?

Donna: Hi.

Felicia: Ooh, ooh, Donna. Listen, Mitch, can you help Donna with these?

Donna: Oh, that would be wonderful. We need to put these on the mannequins and set them up for the shoot.

Felicia: Ok.

Amanda: And this is for the brochure for Monte Carlo, right?

Donna: Right.

Felicia: Now, Amanda, if you want to stay and take some notes, you most certainly can.

Amanda: Great.

Felicia: Ok?

Amanda: Thanks.

Donna: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: Donna, can you run a copy of that guest list off for me?

Donna: Oh, sure. I'll be happy to.

Amanda: Ok, good. Thanks.

Felicia: Amanda, this is wonderful fabric. Would you like to take a look?

Amanda: Sure.

Donna: Oh, yeah, she should. Just stay and watch. Just feel free to stay as long as you like.

Amanda: Thanks.

Reginald: Thank you. That's very kind.

Adam: "The coroner's conclusion was suicide. Basis -- circumstantial evidence, there was a suicide note, subsequent testimony of the husband in regards to the instability of said Elizabeth Love."

Michael: Did anybody think it was kind of strange that she killed herself and then burned the house down?

Adam: Oh, Mike, you're so mistrustful.

Michael: Tell me, when did she mail that note, before she killed herself or after?

Adam: It says one day before. Lisa, do you sense something?

Lisa: Not yet.

Michael: You know, I think the coroner may have been on Reggie's payroll.

Adam: You're probably right.

Michael: How about this -- Reggie sets himself up. He decides --

Adam: Do you see something?

Lisa: Donna.

Michael: Donna? What about Donna?

Lisa: I don't know.

Michael: Come on, you said something about Donna.

Lisa: Danger. It's something about danger.

Michael: Donna's in danger?

Lisa: I don't know. We're talking about Reginald's wife, and maybe it's just that.

Michael: Yeah. She's at the design house right now.

Donna: Get out.

Reginald: Donna, you've always been a failure at giving the orders, and you still are.

Donna: You --

Amanda: Donna? Oh, excuse me --

Reginald: Quite all right.

Amanda: Mr. Love.

Reginald: You're Amanda, aren't you? Amanda Cory?

Amanda: Yes. Yes, I am. Donna, is it true that you're going to have to use two different planes for the insurance --

Donna: Uh --

Amanda: Or something?

Donna: Yes, yes. The fashions have to go on one plane, and we go on another one. It's the only way that we could get enough insurance coverage.

Amanda: Oh, all right. I bet not too many people know that about the fashion business.

Donna: No, no.

Amanda: Would you be able to talk to me about that now?

Donna: Oh -- Amanda, I really don't have time right now, but, you know, Cass really knows as much about it as I do.

Amanda: Ok, I'll find him.

Donna: Oh, good. Good.

Amanda: Thanks.

Donna: Thank you.

Reginald: Why are you having so much trouble getting insurance?

Donna: We are not.

Reginald: If you're having difficulties, Nicole could use one of my planes.

Donna: We are not having any difficulties, Nicole does not need you, and we don't need any of your planes.

Reginald: Why don't we talk to her.

Donna: Look, I'm going over there to help Felicia, and when I turn around, you better be gone, because if you're not, I'm going to call the police. Now, do you understand that?

Reginald: Manners, Donna, manners.

[Donna sighs]

Donna: Ahem.

Felicia: What dose he want?

Donna: I think he's just here to pollute the air, that's all.

Mitch: Would you like for me --

Donna: No. Mitch. No violence. You know, let's -- let's just ignore him. You know he'll really hate that.

Felicia: Yes.

Mitch: I'll be right back.

Felicia: Ok.

Donna: All right.

Mitch: Are you sure?

Donna: Yes, Mitch, I'm sure. Thank you. Ok?

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: So let's get to work, ok?

Donna: Yes. Yes. You know, I really think we're going to need to hem this dress.

Felicia: Hem, too? All right.

Donna: Oh, good. Thank you.

Felicia: Ok. All right.

Donna: I think it'll look much better.

Felicia: Oh, you know what?

Donna: What?

Felicia: I forgot the yellow dress.

Donna: Oh. Oh, that's right. The seamstress was working on that other sleeve.

Felicia: Right.

Donna: Oh, it's in the front room in that chair.

Felicia: Ok. I'll be right back, ok?

Donna: Yeah. Yeah, that's fine.

Reginald: Felicia.

Felicia: Excuse me.

Reginald: I really think you should reconsider my offer on the plane, dear. Shipments have been known to go down, you know. Perhaps I can bring it up with Nicole -- or better yet Cass, since he's in charge of financing.

[Phone rings]

Reginald: Ah.

Donna: Don't answer that! Look, I told you I don't even want you here!

Michael: Donna? Donna, what's going on?

Reginald: Well, hello, there.

Michael: What the hell are you doing there? Let me talk to Donna.

Reginald: I don't think so, no.

Michael: You put Donna on this phone.

Reginald: I think your time for giving the orders is over now.

Michael: You let Donna --

Reginald: I'm in charge. Please try to remember that.

Michael: Let me talk to Donna!

Donna: Who was that?

Reginald: No one important.

Donna: How dare you!

Reginald: Oh, Donna. I will dare much more than that any time I please.

Adam: Are you sure something's wrong?

Michael: I don't know. But he shouldn't even be there, Adam.

Vicky: Ow!

[Vicky laughs]

Jamie: Keep your weight off the foot, ok?

Vicky: I'm trying. I can't believe we did that.

Jamie: Yeah, I can't, either. Keep your weight off the foot.

Vicky: I never thought I was going to stop rolling down that hill.

Jamie: Yeah, I wasn't sure I was going to find you alive.

Vicky: Oh, man, I'm such a klutz.

Jamie: If you couldn't ski well, why did you follow me down the killer slope?

Vicky: Well, I didn't think you had to be that good.

Jamie: Let me get these boots off, ok?

Vicky: Ok. You know, Jamie --

Jamie: Yeah?

Vicky: You're a fantastic skier.

Jamie: Thanks. You're terrible.

Vicky: Thanks. You know, the last thing I remember seeing is you just whipping off that cliff.

Jamie: That wasn't a cliff. That was a ski jump.

Vicky: Yeah, right, an Olympic ski jump.

Jamie: No, actually, it was fairly small.

Vicky: Uh-huh. And the next thing I remember was realizing that I was going off right after you.

Jamie: Yeah, you should have stopped, ok?

Vicky: Yeah, well, I haven't had that lesson yet.

Jamie: "That lesson"? You don't know how to stop?

Vicky: Jamie, I grew up in Lassiter, PA. Those of the set of the coal miners don't take ski lessons. You know what I'm saying?

Jamie: Oh, sorry, excuse me. I assumed with all the equipment here that you were, you know, you knew what you were doing.

Vicky: Well, yeah. I mean, I have all the right outfits. It's -- I'm the queen of the slopes that way.

Jamie: Here we go --

Vicky: Ow! Ow!

Jamie: Oh. Well, does anything else hurt besides the knee?

Vicky: No, but there is pain shooting up and down my leg.

Jamie: Ok, I want to put some ice on it right away.

Vicky: Ice? After I've just been out in the snow?

Jamie: Yes, well, that's to keep the swelling down.

Vicky: Oh.

Jamie: Listen, try and get that pant leg above the knee, ok?

Vicky: Above the knee, huh?

Jamie: Yeah.

Vicky: I think I can do better than that.

Amanda: So, what about after Monte Carlo?

Nicole: Oh --

Amanda: After the salon opening, what then?

Cass: Well, what do you mean?

Amanda: Well, a salon in New York or San Francisco? What?

Nicole: Ooh, wait. How about if we open this one first, all right?

Amanda: Well, I need something in my article -- new frontiers, new worlds to conquer and all that.

Nicole: No, no new worlds, thank you very much. No, this keeps me busy enough.

Amanda: Cass?

Cass: Well, I have every confidence in Nicole. She's really on a roll right now.

Amanda: Well, what about you?

Cass: Well, I'm exploring new challenges.

Nicole: You are?

Cass: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: Like what?

Cass: Oh, you know, I'm just checking out certain possibilities. Who knows?

Amanda: With Nicole?

Nicole: Oh, well, Cass is free to do whatever he wants to do. But this is certainly more than enough for me for a long, long time.

Amanda: Hmm. So what you're saying is that you're going to be branching out on your own?

Cass: It's certainly worth exploring. I'm the kind of person who has to look forward.

Amanda: Can I quote that?

Cass: Why not? It's dumb enough. It'll sound just like me.

Nicole: Well, I think we have to start thinking about this dress that you want.

Amanda: Oh, yeah, yeah. Actually, I think I better have my mom with me, though.

Nicole: Oh, ok. Well, why don't we set a date? Say next week some time?

Amanda: Sounds great. I guess it will have to be next week. You're leaving for Monte Carlo soon.

Nicole: Oh, don't remind me. My stomach just jumps when I think about it.

Amanda: Butterflies?

Nicole: Water buffaloes.

Michael: Is Donna here?

Cass: Hey, Michael. What's up, Michael?

Michael: Where is she?

Cass: She's upstairs.

Michael: Is Reginald here?

Nicole and Cass: What?

Michael: No! No!

Donna: Oh. Well, hello.

Michael: Uh --

Donna: Well, Michael, what?

Michael: Donna, I --

Donna: What is it? What's the matter?

Michael: Well, you're ok.

Donna: Yes! Yes, I'm fine. Why?

Michael: Well, I talked to Reginald on the phone, and --

Donna: Oh, oh, I know, I know, but I kicked him out.

Michael: I've been downstairs. I heard gunshots -- I mean, what sounded like gunshots, so I came running up here.

Donna: I know. I heard that, too.

Nicole: Michael?

Cass: Hey, what happened?

Nicole: What was that sound?

Donna: Well, Michael said he thought it sounded like gunshots.

Cass: I didn't want to say that, but it did kind of sound --

Felicia: Did you hear that?

Cass: Well, we've established that everybody's heard it. Now, what is it?

Felicia: I don't know.

Nicole: Michael came racing up here. I thought something awful had happened.

Donna: I know. I can't imagine what it was.

Mitch: It was a backfire.

Michael: A what?

Cass: Oh, for crying out loud!

Felicia: Are you sure?

Mitch: Someone's working on an old truck in the alley.

Felicia: Oh.

Donna: Oh.

Nicole: At least we know what it was.

Donna: Wait a minute, wait a minute. You -- you thought I was in danger, though.

Michael: Well, you know, after that business with Reginald on the phone, I don't know --

Donna: Michael, I mean, you came all the way over here?

Nicole: What's this? Who was on the phone?

Donna: Oh, oh, father was here, and I was so busy working with the mannequins and everything. The phone rang, and he answered it.

Nicole: Do I have to get a restraining order to keep him away from here?

Felicia: Easy.

Cass: What did he want?

Donna: Oh, he just wanted to offer us the use of one of us his planes for our trip to Monte Carlo.

Cass: What's in it for him?

Nicole: We'll never know.

Donna: That's exactly what I told him.

Nicole: Oh, he'll try to get his hooks in anything that we've got going here.

Cass: Well, he knew we were going to turn him down.

Felicia: Right, so why would he even make such an offer?

Donna: Oh, Felicia, who knows? I mean, you know, Peter went off to New York for the holidays, and he liked it so much he decided to stay. I mean, maybe he's just so desperate because he doesn't have anybody to push around anymore.

Felicia: You're kidding. Peter is staying on in New York?

Donna: Oh, yeah, yeah. He did some job hunting while he was there, and he decided to go with this big law firm on Wall Street. He is, he's happy as a clam.

Nicole: Which means my father has no one left to kiss his aspirations.

Felicia: Ooh, well put.

Donna: Yeah, yeah.

Michael: You know, I still don't like the idea of him being around here.

Donna: Well, Michael, he's gone.

Michael: Yeah, he's gone, but -- you know, I think that you ought to take the rest of the day off and spend it with me.

Donna: What?

Michael: Trust me, I think you'd -- you'd have fun being away from here for the day.

Donna: Yeah, but no, no, but wait. I mean, we've got this photo shoot this afternoon --

Nicole: Donna --

Donna: But the models -- they haven't even been --

Nicole: Donna, I think it would be ok if you went with Michael.

Felicia: I do, too. I think if Michael would feel safer with you being out of here, I think you should do it.

Donna: Well, I -- I'm just not used to all this protection. I --

Michael: Terrific. Where's your coat?

Donna: It's downstairs.

Michael: Great. Ok, guys, thank you very much. We'll see you later.

Donna: All right, well, I --

Nicole: Have fun.

Cass: Goodbye.

Donna: Yeah, well, I'll try.

Michael: See you later.

[All laugh]

Nicole: Ok, everybody. Well, these shots have to be great for this brochure.

Felicia: Yes.

Mitch: Whenever you're ready.

Nicole: Well, I'm not ready yet. I think this pleat here needs to be emphasized a bit more.

Felicia: Ok.

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: Hmm?

Nicole: Is it better this way?

Cass: Sure, whatever.

Nicole: What?

Cass: Looks fine.

Nicole: Ok, well --

Felicia: Here, let me fix you a little bit.

Nicole: I'll just put a few pins here --

Felicia: Wait, wait, right, ok.

Mitch: That's good, very nice.

Nicole: Wait, wait! Mitch, what are you doing? No! No!

Felicia: Got to get your picture.

Mitch: Yes, this is the designer at work.

Nicole: My hair isn't combed.

Mitch: Don't worry about it. Just keep doing what you're doing.

Nicole: Felicia -- Felicia, please, would you go call your friend off? I'm not ready.

Felicia: Honey, really, this could be some perfect pictures for you. Keep taking them.

Mitch: Don't worry about it.

Nicole: Hey, Cass, don't you think this should be the first dress that we use in the show?

Cass: Yeah, fine.

Felicia: Nicole, you just keep doing what you're doing, and I'll be back, ok?

Nicole: Ok. Great. He's lost interest already. Some future.

Mitch: All right, how about a big smile? Come on.

Jamie: How does it feel?

Vicky: Icy.

Jamie: Numb?

Vicky: Definitely. Jamie, I have chills going up and down my body.

Jamie: Well, nobody asked you to take your pants off. I just wanted the knee exposed so I could ice it down.

Vicky: Well, do you think it's iced down enough now?

Jamie: Well, for now, yes. Let's make sure nothing else is injured.

Vicky: Ok.

Jamie: Any pain?

Vicky: No.

Jamie: Ok, now, how about if I do this?

Vicky: No pain.

Jamie: All right. This?

Vicky: Nope.

Jamie: Ok. Here?

Vicky: No.

Jamie: All right, now, what if I did this?

Vicky: Do you do backs, too?

Jamie: I am trying to see if there's any further trauma to your knee.

Vicky: Oh, sorry. It feels good.

Jamie: Then obviously it's not injured. Your ankles are fine. Your ligaments are ok. Otherwise, you'd be screaming bloody murder. I'd say you're pretty lucky.

Vicky: I was lucky you were here.

Jamie: Well, my guess is that you have a slight sprain to the knee and nothing to worry about.

Vicky: Oh, yeah -- oh, what about my shoulder?

Jamie: Well, you never mentioned that.

Vicky: Yeah, it just started hurting.

Jamie: Which shoulder?

Vicky: This one.

Jamie: Well -- in this area?

Vicky: No.

Jamie: Well, where?

Vicky: Further towards the front.

Jamie: The collarbone or your neck?

Vicky: Well, I don't know.

Jamie: Is there any pain?

Vicky: Not really. Anybody ever tell you you got great hands?

Jamie: No. No. My advice to you is to go back to Bay City and have an osteopath look you over.

Vicky: It's all your fault, you know.

Jamie: What, that you're hurt?

Vicky: Well, you insisted we go down that killer slope.

Jamie: All you had to do was say no.

Vicky: Yeah, well, I'm this girl that can't say no, I guess.

Jamie: Come on, I want to get back to Lisa.

Vicky: Yeah, I could tell.

Jamie: I'll do the driving. You keep this in place.

Vicky: Ah! Thanks.

Jamie: And we'll get back in no time.

Vicky: Yeah, well, could you hold your horses just one little second while I put on my pants? We wouldn't want Lisa getting the wrong idea.

[Jamie coughs]

Felicia: So, what's so interesting?

Cass: Oh, it's mostly bills.

Felicia: Oh, fascinating.

Cass: What are you doing down here anyway?

Felicia: No, no, that's my question. What are you doing down here?

Cass: Oh, Nicole doesn't need me upstairs getting in the way.

Felicia: Oh. What else?

Cass: Nothing else.

Felicia: Cass --

Cass: What? Ok, I'm feeling a little --

Felicia: Lonely?

Cass: That's your choice of word.

Felicia: Is this about Nicole?

Cass: No, of course not.

Felicia: What, then?

Cass: Cracker? The cheddar is really great.

Felicia: Cass --

Cass: What?

Felicia: I know.

Cass: You know what?

Felicia: It's all this talk about weddings, isn't it?

Cass: Well, it can get depressing, I mean, especially when they're all happening all at one time.

Felicia: Yeah, and all the love in the air, right?

Cass: Could be, right.

Felicia: And it could rub off on somebody, right?

Cass: Oh, on me?

Felicia: Why not?

Cass: Felicia, I'm not lonely that way.

Felicia: What other way is there to be lonely, for heaven's sake? You have plenty of friends, close friends, people that you care about --

Cass: Oh, come on, will you --

Felicia: People who care about you, people that depend on you, people that keep you busy. You know, what would you say is missing from your life?

Cass: I have a feeling she's going to tell me.

Felicia: Someone to love.

Cass: She told me.

Felicia: See? Now, I just know it's very strange, but I happen to know a woman who's in exactly the same situation.

Cass: Will you quit playing matchmaker? Nicole has no desire -- she doesn't want a relationship right now.

Felicia: Who said anything about Nicole?

Cass: She had a very rough time with Rex. She's getting a lot of heat from her old man. All she's thinking about right now is business.

Felicia: Who says?

Cass: She says. I heard her telling Donna.

Felicia: You don't actually believe that?

Cass: I got an idea.

Felicia: What?

Cass: How about we just drop it?

Felicia: You know, Nicole is as lonely as you are.

Cass: Yes, and she's handling it her way.

Felicia: And you're handling it by covering up your own feelings.

Cass: Oh, please. Will you quit the psychiatric evaluation?

Felicia: Really.

Cass: There are many, many reasons why I'm not about to get involved with Nicole.

Felicia: Ok, name me a few. Oh -- one, just one.

Cass: Amanda was here earlier, and she asked me what my plans were when the salon opens, and I remembered what I am.

Felicia: What?

Cass: A drifter.

Felicia: A what?

Cass: A drifter -- job to job, scheme to scheme, caper to caper, woman to woman -- until Kathleen, anyway.

Felicia: Honey, is this about Kathleen?

Cass: No, no, it's not about Kathleen, no. It's about me. This business is going to make it with or without me. Nicole has far too much talent. So what happens if I stick around, huh? What? Stock options? A pension plan?

Felicia: Oh, gee, how horrible.

Cass: Well, I just don't know if I want all that stuff.

Felicia: What you want is to hide how you're really feeling.

Cass: Come on. I'm trying to be honest with you here.

Felicia: Don't be honest with me! It's not me that's important. Honey, I want you to be honest with you.

Cass: I am being honest with me. I'm feeling very disconnected.

Felicia: Well, you see? That's exactly what I'm saying. You need to connect with somebody.

Cass: Even if it means hurting that somebody in the process?

Felicia: What does that mean?

Cass: I'm just not sure I can commit right now.

Felicia: Oh, would you stop it? Don't you know that when you start out in a relationship you're not totally committed.

Cass: What if I walk out later? Where does that leave Nicole?

Felicia: Oh, I see. You're planning to do the noble thing here. You're going to walk away before anything even happens.

Cass: Come on. All I'm saying is I have to keep an eye out for something else to get involved in.

Felicia: And then just take off, like some lonesome drifter.

Cass: Ooh, what a romantic image.

Felicia: Is this honestly what you want?

Cass: Yes, honestly.

Felicia: So, after the salon opens, you're just leaving, hmm?

Adam: All right, Mike, thanks. Just keep in touch, will you? Donna's ok.

Lisa: I guess I shouldn't have said anything.

Adam: Listen, don't -- don't think twice about it.

Lisa: I just had this strong feeling of danger.

Adam: Lisa, you were right about the Sarzo case.

Lisa: I'm so glad that child is ok.

Adam: Look, maybe the reason you got that danger feeling is because you were thinking about Donna's mother.

Lisa: Maybe, and the murder and fire.

Adam: Of course, on the other hand, maybe it's more than that.

Lisa: I'm not getting anything else. It's time to call it a day.

Adam: No, wait, Lisa, wait. Suppose -- suppose Regi-- it's true that Reginald did kill his wife.

Lisa: Yeah?

Adam: And all the time we're trying to prove that. What about the rest of the family?

Lisa: You think Reginald would try to hurt Donna?

Adam: Could be that's what you were picking up on.

Lisa: No. No. It was -- it was too vague. It's just danger.

Adam: Well, I wouldn't put anything past Reginald, including hurting somebody in his family. He's not exactly the archetype of fatherhood, is he?

Jamie: Well, there you are! I just got back.

Adam: Cousin.

Lisa: Hey.

Jamie: Hi.

Lisa: Where were you?

Jamie: At the ski lodge, looking for you.

Lisa: What?

Jamie: I guess I just missed you. Vicky was the only one there.

Lisa: I thought you had to work.

Jamie: Oh, Dave Perry offered to take the rest of my shift.

Lisa: Well, why didn't you call? Or did you?

Jamie: No, I wanted to surprise you. Even Vicky didn't know I was coming up.

Lisa: Oh, that's terrible.

Jamie: Yeah.

Lisa: We could have had the whole afternoon there.

Jamie: I know.

Lisa: Wait a minute.

Jamie: What?

Lisa: I've been back for hours. If we just missed each other, where have you been?

Jamie: Well, Vicky -- she talked me into taking one run down the killer slope.

Lisa: Vicky does the killer slope?

Jamie: No. I found that out. Hey, what's that look?

Lisa: There's no look.

Jamie: Yes, it is. Hey, come on. Now, all I thought about was getting back here to see you.

Donna: Is there something you're not telling me?

Michael: Like what?

Donna: Well, I don't know. I mean, you were at the police station and you called me from there and then Reginald got on the phone --

Michael: Stop, stop, just stop for a second.

Donna: Ok, I'm stopped.

Michael: There's something I want you to understand.

Donna: Ok.

Michael: I care about you, Donna. I care about you. I care about our baby. I don't want any harm to come to either one of you.

Donna: What harm?

Michael: Any harm. But that's not the point.

Donna: Well, then, what is the point?

Michael: The point is I want you to come and live with me.

Donna: You don't -- you don't have any idea how I've prayed to hear you say those words. You don't know how many times and how much I've wanted you to come back home with me.

Michael: Well, not there.

Donna: What?

Michael: I want us to live together here. Will you? Will you come and live with me here?

Donna: Why?

Michael: Why what?

Donna: Why here and why now?

Michael: Donna, I told you -- because I care about you and I just decided.

Donna: No, no, you didn't.

Michael: No, I didn't what?

Donna: No, no, last night after we made love, you said this doesn't mean that we're going to be living together.

Michael: Hey, wait, but that doesn't mean I don't care.

Donna: No, but this is too soon.

Michael: Are you saying you don't want to shack up with me, sweetheart? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?

Donna: No, no, no, I know you're covering something because you always clown around like this when you're trying to cover up something.

Michael: No, I am not covering up anything, all right? I decided this is the right thing to do.

Donna: Well, then, is this -- is this some kind of proposal?

Michael: This is what I want.

Donna: Then it's not a proposal.

Lisa: Donna --

Michael: Donna? What about Donna?

Lisa: I don't know.

Michael: Come on, you said something about Donna.

Lisa: Danger -- it's something about danger.

Donna: Michael?

Michael: Oh, I'm sorry. What?

Donna: Do you -- do you just feel obligated because we made love?

Michael: Donna, no! Hey, you are the sexiest woman I know, but, no, that's not it.

Donna: Well, then, what?

Michael: We got to start somewhere. Why not here?

Donna: Ok.

Michael: Great. No arguments now. This is it, right?

Donna: Yeah, this is it.

Michael: Great, great, great.

Vicky: Oh. Sorry.

Michael: Hey. Hey, how you doing?

Vicky: Rotten timing, as usual.

Michael: No, no, not at all. How was skiing?

Vicky: Oh, it was fine.

Donna: Oh --

Michael: What happened?

Donna: Yeah, what -- are you all right?

Vicky: I just twisted my knee.

Michael: Are you ok?

Vicky: It's no big deal, really. Jamie just said that I should just stay off it tonight. He iced it down already.

Donna: Well, then, I think you should go upstairs and go to bed.

Michael: I tell you what. I made some tea. You want some tea? I'll bring you --

Vicky: No, dad, I'm fine, really. Make your tea.

Michael: Well, how about a little hot chocolate, then?

Vicky: Dad --

Michael: Come on, let me baby you just a little, huh?

Vicky: Ok.

Michael: Yeah? Ok, it'll be up in just a couple of minutes. If you will excuse me, please.

Donna: Does it hurt much?

Vicky: No. It's fine.

Donna: Victoria, I know this might not be the right time to tell you this, but it's come up rather suddenly.

Vicky: What?

Donna: Your father's asked me to move in with him.

Vicky: Here?

Donna: Yes.

Vicky: Ok.

Donna: Oh -- you don't mind?

Vicky: Donna, I've got to go up to my room --

Donna: No, no, no, wait. Are you sure you're not upset?

Vicky: I'm not upset. We made a deal, remember? I'll stick by it. Whatever you and my dad decide to do, it's up to you. Excuse me.

[Michael whistles]

Donna: Why did he change his mind?

Cass: I just think that this is not the business for me, really.

Felicia: You used to.

Cass: When it was a challenge, sure.

Felicia: Before you did it all, huh?

Cass: There's no gamble left.

Felicia: Now, you're assuming that Nicole's designs are going to be a smash hit in Paris.

Cass: Are you kidding? She's so talented, we're a shoo-in, so --

Felicia: So no more challenge.

Cass: I knew you'd understand.

Felicia: You know, all that I really want is for you to be happy. You know that.

Cass: I know that, thank you.

Felicia: No, don't thank me. I mean, I can't make that happen for you. What I'm trying to say is that I just want you to be very happy.

Cass: Even if that means not following your advice?

Felicia: Look, if it means that drifting is the answer --

[Felicia sighs]

Felicia: What do you want me to say?

Cass: Say good luck, Gracie.

Felicia: Good luck. You're a jerk. You know that?

Cass: Marry me.

Felicia: You should be so lucky.

Cass: Oh, I know.

Jamie: Is there any pain?

Vicky: Not really. Anybody ever tell you you got great hands?

Jamie: No.

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