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Another World Transcript Thursday 1/15/04
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Cass: Felicia? Did you hear what I just told you?
Felicia: I don't know how you can say a thing like that.
Cass: It's true, honey.
Felicia: No. No, it's not. No, it's not.
Cass: Wally is dead. I just came from his room.
Felicia: You know, you and Wally have played a lot of weird jokes on me --
Cass: Oh, honey, this is not a joke.
Felicia: But I got to tell you something, this is not funny. This is really not funny.
Cass: I know it's unbelievable, Felicia.
Felicia: You know what? I -- I want to talk to Wally right now. Nicole, Nicole, would you call Wally on the phone? Get him on the phone right now.
Cass: He's dead!
Felicia: Come on -- no!
Cass: Felicia, I just came back from his room! Look at me!
Felicia: No! No!
Cass: The doctor said it was a heart attack.
Felicia: No, no. No, no. No, no. Don't you understand, when you have a heart attack, you could live? You just have to get him to the hospital, Cass! That's all!
Cass: It was too late.
Felicia: Cass. Please, Cass!
Cass: Shh, honey.
Felicia: I saw him! I saw him yesterday, and he was fine! We joked, we laughed, we --
Cass: Honey, honey --
Felicia: We -- Cass! He can't be! Please don't tell me it's true.
Felicia: Please, God, don't tell me it's true. Not, Wally, no. Not Wally, not Wally.
Cass: I'm so sorry.
Felicia: Please not Wally.
Bridget: Bridget Connell, you're nothing but a busybody. Why did you have to follow Mr. Michael up into the west wing? It really wasn't any of your business anyway. But if Miss Donna should ask me, what am I going to say?
Donna: Oh, Bridget, you're back!
Bridget: Oh! Miss Donna, how long have you been standing there?
Donna: I -- I just walked in. What is it?
Bridget: Oh, nothing.
Donna: "Nothing"? Bridget, what's wrong? I mean, is there something wrong?
Donna: Did you just get back?
Bridget: Oh, yes, yes. Mm-hmm.
Donna: Was Michael still out at the house when you left?
Donna: Yes, Michael. Was he still out at the house?
Bridget: Oh, yes, yes. Mm-hmm.
Donna: You know, I tried to reach him before I left the design house. I couldn't find him. Bridget, are you sure there's nothing wrong?
Bridget: No! Oh, I mean, yes -- there's nothing wrong.
Donna: Why do you think Michael was out at the house? I mean, did you believe that thing about him stopping by because he saw the lights on?
Bridget: Oh, I really couldn't say, hmm.
Donna: Huh. Bridget, did he say something to you after I left?
Bridget: Of course he said things to me! He wasn't struck dumb, you know!
Donna: Well, he did seem very anxious for me to leave.
Bridget: Oh. Oh, Miss Donna.
Donna: What? Bridget, you know something. What -- what?
Bridget: It's just I don't know why.
Donna: Why what? Is Michael in some kind of trouble?
Bridget: Well, that's what I wanted to ask you. I know that room hasn't been open for years and years --
Donna: "Room"? Well, what -- what room? What are you talking about?
Bridget: Mr. Michael was up in your mother's bedroom with Mrs. McKinnon and -- and Jason Frame!
Michael: Mary, Mary, are you all right?
Jason: What did you remember, Mary?
Michael: Easy, Jason.
Jason: This is critical. She actually saw what happened.
Mary: No. Heard it! I heard it! I heard the gunshot.
Jason: In Elizabeth's room?
Mary: I went in, and I saw her.
Jason: What exactly did you see, Mary?
Mary: Mrs. Love lying on the ground, and Reginald was over her, and he had a gun in his hand, and he looked up at me!
Michael: Mary, are you absolutely sure?
Mary: I am sure! Reginald murdered his wife in that room, and I remember it! Oh!
Felicia: Tell me this is a nightmare. Tell me I'm going to wake up.
Cass: Oh, honey, I wish I could.
Felicia: Please, God. Tell me this is a mistake, Cass. Please.
Cass: Come on, let's sit down. Come on. Come on. Sit.
Felicia: Oh, Cass. Oh, Cass. I -- I saw him yesterday at Tops.
Cass: Me, too. He seemed fine to me.
Felicia: No. He said that he was -- he was going to have another poker game with Mitch because --
Felicia: Mitch wiped him out the last time. Just like him, isn't it?
Cass: He always said the term "poker face" was particularly suited to Mitch.
Felicia: Mitch. Does he know?
Cass: You're the first person I've come to.
Felicia: I -- I should go tell Mitch. I think I --
Nicole: Oh, no.
Felicia: I should, yes.
Nicole: No, why don't you just wait a few minutes?
Nicole: I'll make us some tea.
Felicia: No, Nicole, I --
Cass: I can tell him if you don't feel up to it, Felicia.
Felicia: No, honey, I --
Felicia: I want to tell Mitch about it.
Nicole: Go with her, Cass.
Cass: I'd better.
Nicole: Yeah -- can I do anything?
Cass: I can't think right now. I'll be back later.
Nicole: Wally. Oh.
Donna: Jason and -- and Mary were in my mother's room?
Bridget: Yes. You see, they arrived right after you left.
Donna: Why in the world would they be in there?
Bridget: I don't know.
Donna: Bridget, I have had that room locked for years, and -- ever since my mother died.
Bridget: It's all my fault. Mr. Michael asked me for the key.
Donna: Why? Did he say why he wanted it?
Bridget: No, and he made me promise that I wouldn't tell you. But, you see, I followed them up there, and I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have done it.
Donna: No! No, you did the right thing! Bridget, what were they doing?
Bridget: I don't know -- they were talking.
Donna: About what?
Bridget: I -- see, I couldn't hear! But Mrs. McKinnon -- oh, she was very upset.
Donna: Nobody saw you, did they?
Bridget: Oh, no. No. I didn't stay but a minute. I shouldn't have done it! I shouldn't have done anything!
Donna: No, Bridget, please, no. No, you did the right thing. Look, I know that Michael has been hiding something from me. But I have no idea --
Donna: I mean, I wonder what it has to do with my mother's roo--
Vicky: Hey. You take this moving-in stuff seriously.
Donna: Yes, Victoria. I -- I just brought a few things over.
Vicky: "A few things"? Looks like the third floor of Mason's department store.
Donna: Well, I'll have it all taken care of very soon.
Vicky: It doesn't bother me. Has Michael gotten home yet?
Donna: No. No, he hasn't. What? Are you going someplace?
Vicky: Yeah, I think I'm going to go to Tops and get a bite to eat.
Donna: Well, why don't you just order room service?
Vicky: I need to get out.
Donna: But you just got back from your ski trip, and your knee --
Vicky: It's fine. It's fine.
Donna: Victoria, look, I know this is very difficult for you with me being here, but --
Vicky: I don't mind.
Donna: Well, now that -- now that we're all together, I mean, maybe this will give us an opportunity to talk some more.
Vicky: Donna, I think we should stop living in the past. Don't you?
Donna: Yes. Yes, I do.
Vicky: Good. And now you're a part of the present. I'll get out of your way.
Donna: No! No, you're not in my way at all.
Vicky: Donna, I'm trying to be nice. Take some time. Get used to this place on your own.
Donna: Ok. Thank you. I -- I think I'm going to go upstairs and change.
Vicky: I can move some of my stuff out of the closets if you need some space.
Donna: No, I don't, but thank you. There are plenty of closets in the guest room. Excuse me.
Vicky: The guest room? Huh.
Bridget: I'm so happy to see you being so nice to your mother.
Vicky: I'm doing it for Michael, Bridget.
Bridget: Miss Donna is your mother.
Vicky: Yeah, that is one thing I never forget.
Michael: Mary, just go easy.
Mary: It's all coming back, Michael.
Jason: Then what else do you remember, Mary?
Michael: Take it slowly, though.
Mary: It's all right. It's all right. I am all right.
Jason: And if you can, try and remember every last detail that happened that night.
Mary: Ok, all right. All right. It was late. I don't know why I was here. I guess I was just working. And I heard them arguing.
[Reginald and Elizabeth argue]
Jason: That's when you came along in the hall.
Mary: Yeah. And I knew that I couldn't go into that room, but I couldn't just walk away. And then I heard the gunshot.
Mary: It's in pieces. It's in little tiny pieces. He had a gun in his hand and -- and liquor and pills on the desk! And he was saying something to me.
Jason: What? What did he say?
Mary: I don't know! And the curtains -- the curtains were on fire.
Jason: All right, how'd they get on fire?
Mary: I don't know! And I wanted to go to her, and I couldn't.
Michael: Mary, where was Reginald?
Mary: He was -- he was pulling me. He was pulling me away from her, and he was telling me that she tried to kill herself and that he tried to stop her and he didn't!
Jason: She drinks, she takes pills, and then she shoots herself? How could he even think you would believe that?
Mary: He was pulling me out of the room, and I wanted to help her!
Michael: Mary, Mary, it wasn't your fault!
Mary: He kept telling -- he kept telling me that we couldn't tell anybody about it, we couldn't say anything to anybody because it would look so bad and everybody would think that we had done it and everybody would think that I had something to do with it and that I should run, and so I ran. Then he told me not to tell anybody, and I didn't, and if I had --
Michael: Mary -- Mary! You believed him then, didn't you? You believed what he said.
Mary: I don't know! I don't know if I believed him or if I was just too scared to tell anyone!
Mary: I can't believe I knew that all this time.
Michael: I'm really sorry that you had to go through this, Mary.
Mary: I'm sorry that Elizabeth had to go through it and nobody helped her.
Michael: Mary, Reginald killed her. He really killed her. Are you sure?
Mary: I'm sure, for whatever that's worth.
Michael: What does that mean?
Mary: That means it was 18 years ago and it's been a long time since I've even had that memory.
Michael: Well, what do you think? I mean, do you think it's the truth?
Mary: Yes. Yes, it's the truth because of the fire. I didn't imagine that.
Michael: Reginald told you to run.
Mary: Yes. He said she was dead. He said nobody could help her.
Michael: Ok. You ran from the room. What happened then?
Mary: I don't know. It's kind of blurry. I remember being outside and looking up at the house. And the house was on fire. And the flames were just lighting up the trees in the dark. Jason, did you see any of that?
Jason: He'll pay for that.
Mary: You were outside. Did you see the fire?
Jason: No. I saw Reginald and I saw Elizabeth in this room. That's all I saw.
Michael: Wait -- I mean, you saw nothing else?
Jason: I left.
Michael: I mean, all this time you haven't known anything for sure?
Jason: I was bluffing, hoping that I would finally find out what really happened. That suicide thing was a lie from the beginning -- I knew that.
Mary: So, all this time that Reginald thought that you were the one who could accuse him, he was wrong?
Jason: I'm the one who can accuse him.
Donna: Do we have any sardines in here?
Bridget: I beg your pardon.
Donna: Sardines! You know. I don't know why I want them, but all of a sudden I do -- you know, with mustard and on rye bread.
Bridget: And the next thing you're going to be asking for is sour pickles and ice cream!
Donna: No, I'm not. I just want the sardines. You know, I really don't even know why. I mean, I've already had pizza with Felicia and Nicole.
Bridget: I'm sorry. I don't think there are any sardines.
Donna: Ok. Well, that's all right.
Bridget: I'm sure Mr. Michael will go out and get some for you, though, when he comes back.
Donna: No, no, no. I wouldn't ask him to do that.
Bridget: Oh, Mr. Michael would do anything in the world for you.
Donna: Except maybe tell me the truth.
Bridget: Well, now, don't you worry about that.
Donna: No. No, Bridget, why did he meet with Mary and Jason, and what were they doing in my mother's room?
Bridget: There must be a very good reason.
Donna: No -- Michael lied to me! Oh, now I know how it feels, and I don't like it.
Mitch: Is that you?
Felicia: Yes, Mitch.
Mitch: I was just going through the photos we just got back from France. Oh, there is one -- now, where is it? You remember the time we were walking along the seine and -- what is it?
Cass: Mitch, I don't know quite how to break this to you.
Mitch: What happened?
Cass: It's Wallingford. He's dead.
Mitch: What ha-- how? When?
Cass: He had a heart attack. I went to his room earlier, and the doctor was just leaving.
Mitch: I don't believe this. I don't. Did anybody know? I mean, did anybody know there was a history?
Felicia: No, I -- I don't know. I should have known, shouldn't I? I -- why didn't I know?
Cass: I have to -- I'm going to go.
Felicia: I know. Cass.
Cass: You'll be ok now? Mitch will take care of you.
Felicia: You ok?
Cass: Mm-hmm. I'm so sorry.
Reginald: Hello, Victoria. Well, now, surely you can spare a few moments with your grandfather.
Vicky: What for? You have another little plan you need me for?
Reginald: I suppose I deserve that.
Vicky: I suppose you do.
Reginald: I'm surprised to see you here so late at night.
Vicky: I'm a big girl. I can go out when I want.
Reginald: Things getting kind of crowded at home, are they?
Vicky: How did you -- well, of course, the shadow knows.
Reginald: I was quite surprised to hear about that development.
Vicky: Why do you still concern yourself with what Donna and Michael do?
Reginald: Well, don't tell me you're happy about Donna's new living arrangement.
Vicky: Why shouldn't I be?
Reginald: Your feelings about Donna haven't exactly been a secret.
Vicky: Donna and I get along just fine.
Reginald: Do you? Since when?
Vicky: Why don't you just leave the two of them alone?
Reginald: Darling, if Donna and Michael wish to rehash their farce of a relationship --
Vicky: They love one another.
Reginald: I don't care how they feel about one another. I care how they feel about you.
Vicky: And what is that supposed to mean?
Reginald: I won't pursue it if it upsets you.
Vicky: What are you getting at?
Reginald: Well, I'm just surprised that you and Donna are getting along so well.
Vicky: We don't dwell on the past anymore.
Reginald: Smart move on Donna's part.
Vicky: I'm glad Donna and Michael are back together.
Reginald: Are you?
Vicky: You're just jealous because we're a family again.
Reginald: Is that how you feel -- like part of the family?
Reginald: Then why aren't you with your family right now tonight?
Vicky: I don't have to listen to you.
Reginald: Yet you know I'm right. Oh, Vicky, I've told you this once before. You and I are the same.
Vicky: No one is like you.
Reginald: When it comes to family, we're both outsiders.
Vicky: Donna and Michael sure as hell don't want you in the family.
Reginald: Have they tried to make you feel a part of it?
Vicky: Yes. And if we're outsiders, maybe we put ourselves there. At least I can do something about that.
Michael: Well, hi, Donna. I didn't expect you to be up still.
Donna: Yes. Well, I just wanted to put everything away.
Michael: Oh, ok. Well, take your time.
Donna: How was your meeting?
Donna: Yes, at the house. You told me that you were having a meeting later.
Michael: Oh. Fine.
Donna: It's a little late to have a meeting, isn't it?
Michael: Well, you know how it is. I can have meetings any time of the day or night. Is Bridget here?
Donna: She's in the kitchen.
Michael: Have you talked to Bridget?
Donna: Oh, we always talk. In fact, we always share everything --
Michael: I asked her not to say anything.
Donna: Michael, she was worried about you, and so was I!
Michael: Donna, I don't want to talk about this right now, ok?
Donna: No, look, I know that you were with Mary and Jason in the west wing, in my mother's room!
Michael: Donna, I --
Donna: Michael, you know how I feel about that! That's the room my mother died in!
Michael: Yes, I do know how you feel about it!
Donna: Now, you are hiding something from me, and I want to know what you were doing in that room.
Mary: Hey, hey.
Vince: Mary, Mary, what is it?
Mary: I'm just real glad to see you.
Vince: Hey. Hey, hey, come on. Come on, sit down. Sit down. You want a -- you want a cup of tea or something?
Mary: No. Just stay with me.
Jason: I'm going to head out. Mary, if there's anything you need --
Vince: Hey, hey. What's wrong?
Mary: Do you remember the other day when I was looking at that picture of you?
Vince: You're not going to give me more heat about the tie?
Mary: No. No. Oh, gosh. I went to see a neurosurgeon today.
Vince: Why? You aren't sick, are you?
Vince: No, but, Mary, if anything ever happened to you -- I've been worried about you. You know, you fainted the other day and then --
Mary: Well, the reason that I fainted is that when I was talking to you, I suddenly remembered the way you looked back then.
Vince: You remembered?
Mary: And I didn't trust it at first, see, because I thought I was remembering seeing that picture.
Vince: What'd the doctor say?
Mary: A lot of technical stuff that I didn't understand.
Vince: Yeah, they always do that.
Mary: And then he said that if I pushed it a little bit, if I give it a little bit of help that I might start to remember other things.
Vince: Oh, Mary.
Mary: You and our kids, our life together, I might -- I might get that all back.
Vince: You have known this, and you didn't tell me?
Mary: Because I wanted to be sure.
Vince: And you -- you're sure now?
Mary: Well, I did what the doctor said I should do. I pushed it a little bit.
Mary: Michael and Jason and I just went over to the Love estate.
Mary: Well, you know all that stuff that's been going on that Jason and I couldn't tell you about?
Vince: Does this have something to do with Reginald?
Vince: Reginald and you?
Mary: No -- yes, but not the way you're thinking. It has to do with his wife's death.
Vince: She committed suicide, right?
Mary: No, she didn't. She was murdered --
Mary: And I remembered it.
Mary: Yes, and I saw her.
Vince: What do you mean? You were there?
Mary: Yes, I was. And when I walked into that room tonight, I realized I was there that night, in the house. And I heard the gunshot, and I walked into the room, and I saw her falling, and I saw Reginald standing over her with a gun in his hand. And he told me then that he was just trying to keep her from killing herself, and he wasn't!
Vince: How does Jason tie into all of this?
Mary: Well, he was there, too. He was outside. He left before anything happened, but he made Reginald believe that he saw everything.
Vince: That must be why Reginald set the bomb at Jason's farmhouse.
Mary: Of course. He was trying to kill the person he thought could implicate him.
Vince: That isn't Jason.
Vince: It's you.
Vince: So Reginald -- Reginald knows. He knows that you saw everything.
Mary: But I didn't remember it because of the accident.
Vince: That's very convenient for him. That son of a --
Vince: He made sure you weren't going to remember. He let that doctor perform the surgery on you that wiped out your memory.
Mary: But I shouldn't have listened to him. I should have gone to the police anyway.
Vince: Oh, come on, it's not your fault. You can't blame yourself.
Mary: I let him get away with murder. What kind of a person does that make me?
Michael: Donna, come on. We were just having a meeting.
Donna: A meeting? Michael, in the room where my mother died?
Michael: We had to have the meeting there.
Donna: Why? I have had that room locked for years. You know how I feel about that.
Michael: I know how upset you get when we talk about your mother's suicide.
Donna: How could you bring strangers in there?
Michael: Donna, I did it for Mary.
Michael: Look, Mary is getting her memory back, she thinks.
Michael: So, the doctor that she talked to today said maybe she should visit places that she used to be in and then maybe it would jog her memory.
Donna: So the only place that you could think of to show her was my mother's room?
Michael: Well, she used to be a maid at the mansion, Donna.
Donna: Well, I mean, why didn't you show her the kitchen?
Michael: Because she used to work primarily in the west wing.
Donna: Ok. Ok, I see. Well, did she remember anything?
Michael: She did.
Donna: Good. I'm -- I'm glad. But, Michael, I'm sorry. I just -- I just don't understand why you didn't tell me.
Michael: I know how painful it is for you to remember your mother.
Donna: No. I love to remember my mother. It's just her death I don't -- I don't like to think about.
Michael: I really understand, Donna. I really do.
Nicole: Did you find Mitch?
Vince: Yes, and we told him.
Nicole: I still can't believe it.
Cass: I know. Me, either.
Nicole: How's Felicia?
Cass: Oh, Mitch will take care of her.
Nicole: How about you?
Cass: I'm ok. Actually, Felicia's taking it really hard.
Nicole: Well, Wally was her best friend.
Cass: We were all best friends. I was going to invite Wally to Monte Carlo with us.
Cass: The Three Musketeers at the Riviera.
Nicole: Yeah. He would have loved that.
Cass: Are you kidding? He would have been a riot. He would have definitely come up with a scam to break the bank at Monte Carlo.
Nicole: Yeah? I bet he would have done it, too.
Cass: Yeah, he was always working on a crazy angle. So I was -- I was going to ask him, and I don't know what happened. I got distracted, and then it slipped my mind, and then he was gone. And I thought to myself, "well, I'll see him tomorrow, and then I'll drop by his place and ask him." I never thought that I was never, ever going to see him again.
Nicole: I know. I know. Cass, I'm so sorry.
Nicole: Hey, can I get you anything?
Cass: No, thanks. I'm ok.
Nicole: Don't feel like you have to keep this all inside.
Cass: I don't seem to be doing that.
Nicole: Well, you lost a really dear friend.
Cass: You know, I can't remember not knowing Wally. The minute I met him, it felt like we'd always been friends.
Nicole: Well, I know he loved you.
Cass: When Rex had me locked up in the penthouse, sometimes, just to keep my spirits up, I'd think of the great times that we had together -- Felicia, Wally, and Cass.
Nicole: I gather you are a pretty wild threesome.
Cass: We got into some pretty crazy stunts, all right. Felicia and Wally -- they're my family. I always thought that we'd be together forever.
Nicole: With memories like that, you always will.
Cass: Yeah, I'm a very lucky man to have those memories, aren't I? Oh, but still, I'm going to miss him so.
Donna: Michael --
Michael: Donna, I tell you what -- why don't we talk about -- where's Vicky? Come on.
Donna: She -- she went out. I think she wanted us to have the opportunity of being alone for a little while.
Michael: That girl never ceases to amaze me.
Donna: I know. She is pretty unpredictable.
Michael: Like some people I know.
Donna: You know, I hope someday she finds someone as terrific -- I'm sorry.
Michael: Oh, that's perfectly ok. You can call me terrific anytime you want.
Donna: Well, good, but I -- I just don't think it's ok for me to assume that everything is the same between us.
Michael: Well, Donna, that's not because I don't want it to be.
Donna: But we're just not ready yet.
Michael: Well, we may be ready quicker than we think.
Donna: Well, whatever. I want you to know that I've put all my things in the guest bedroom.
Michael: Honey, that was only for space.
Donna: No. Michael, I know I want you. I have no doubt in my mind of that.
Michael: Donna --
Donna: No. No, that is not going to happen, though, until you have no doubts, either.
Michael: Well, it looks like my daughter isn't the only one to surprise me.
Donna: I hope I can always do that. Are you hungry? I could get Bridget to fix you something.
Michael: Oh, Bridget. Bridget -- I want to talk to Bridget.
Donna: No, no, no, Michael -- please, don't be angry with her. I mean, I did -- I had to practically drag all of this out of her.
Michael: Yeah, well, so you say. Excuse me. Hello.
Vicky: Dad, it's me.
Michael: Honey, what is it?
Vicky: I've just found out some terrible news.
Michael: Well, what? Tell me.
Vicky: It's Wallingford. Dad, he's dead.
Mary: Vince, help me.
Mary: We were still together then, right?
Vince: We were still married, yeah.
Mary: Did I come home that night? Did I talk about it?
Vince: Oh, we didn't do a whole lot of talking in those days.
Mary: It must have been awful for you.
Vince: Forget about me.
Mary: Don't say forget.
Vince: I'm sorry. Wait a minute, I do remember. You came home late, as usual. I wanted to talk about that. You didn't. We had a fight. You went to bed early. That happened a lot. The next day, though, you said you wanted to go to confession, and I remember thinking "that's a good sign."
Vince: Well, because I thought that meant that you wanted to start over, you know, you wanted to work things out. But then in a few days, you were just gone.
Mary: I went to see Reginald on his boat.
Vince: Yeah, that's when he had the accident.
Mary: Uh -- wait a minute. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Wait a minute. The priest who heard my confession -- he's the one who told me that I wanted to break off the affair with Reginald.
Vince: Well, that's what you told me.
Mary: But it was true. It was true. That's why I went to the boat that night. I didn't go because I wanted to be with Reginald. I went there because I wanted to be with you.
Mary: Boy, I can see it all so clearly now.
Vince: What happened?
Mary: I went to the boat to tell him that I couldn't live with what I knew and I wanted him to go confess to the police.
Vince: Oh-oh-oh. I'll bet that went over big.
Mary: Well, he wasn't about to do it. All he wanted to talk about was us being together and our leaving Bay City. And I had already known way before that night that I didn't -- I didn't want to go anywhere with him because I couldn't leave you.
Vince: Then why didn't you work it out with me?
Mary: Because I didn't know how to talk to you anymore. Anyway, he didn't want to hear that, and we had a big argument. And I remember he had his hands on my shoulders, and they were really hurting me. And that scared me, and I ran away from him. And I guess -- I guess that's when I fell and I went overboard. 18 years -- I really hurt you.
Vince: Not important now.
Mary: I wanted to be with you. Do you know that?
Vince: You know that now. That is all that matters. That is all that ever mattered.
Michael: Vicky, I can't believe this. How did it happen?
Vicky: He had a heart attack.
Michael: Oh. Does Felicia know?
Donna: Michael, what? What -- Felicia -- what's happened?
Vicky: I think so.
Michael: Victoria, I want you home.
Vicky: I'll be home in a while.
Michael: I want you home with me now.
Vicky: Dad, I'm so sorry. I tried to get in touch with you sooner, and --
Michael: All right, it's ok, honey. I was with Mary. Mary, she's getting her memory back.
Vicky: Mary's getting her memory back?
Mitch: Get some sleep?
Felicia: No. No, no. I really can't sleep. I can't.
Mitch: Can you try?
Felicia: You know, I just keep thinking that -- that Wally would know exactly what to do here. But that's stupid, isn't it? It's crazy because he's not here, and yet that's always what I would think when something crazy would happen. I would think, "well, I've got to ask Wally what --"
Mitch: It's ok. It's ok.
Felicia: But he's not here. And he's not -- he's not going to be here ever again. God. God. I loved him so much.
Mitch: Everybody did.
Felicia: Do you think he knew that? Do you think I told him that?
Mitch: Yes, he knew.
Felicia: Why is it always the good ones, huh?
Mitch: I don't know.
Felicia: Why is it always the people that you need the most?
Mitch: I wish I could answer that.
Felicia: It makes everything seem sort of pointless, doesn't it?
Mitch: No, because the point is that Wally was with us. And we were all very lucky to know him for the time that we did.
Felicia: Do you know that we -- we never had a single bad day together. I never had a friend like that.
Mitch: Do you want to know what he told me about you?
Mitch: He said that until he met you, he'd always lived on the outside of life, that he was always living on the fringes, but you changed that.
Felicia: He said that? Really?
Mitch: Yes, that you'd given him friendship, you'd given him a place with a family and love and -- oh, class.
Felicia: No. He already had plenty of that.
Mitch: No, what he said, was -- "she brought me uptown."
Felicia: Oh, Mitch. I -- I don't know how I'm going to get along without him.
Mitch: Well, we're not without him. He's in our hearts.
Felicia: I know that I will never forget him for all of my life. I just wish I could have told him that -- that I loved him. Why I didn't get the chance to say "Goodbye, my sweet little friend."
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