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Another World Transcript Thursday 2/19/04
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Proofread by Ebele
Amanda: Don't go away. I'll be right back.
Sam: Where you going?
Amanda: To get something to eat. I'm starving.
Sam: Well, hurry up, ok?
Amanda: All right, I will.
Amanda: Hello? I'm sorry. I must have the wrong number. I was trying to get the Cory resid-- yes. Loretta? Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize your voice. No, no. Sam and I are just fine. We are having a great time. No, and I'm sorry. I just was kind of surprised that you were still at the house, Loretta, that's --
Sam: Wait a minute. Is my mother still there? Is my mother still at the house?
Jason: That's for your eyes only. When you have finished reading it, I want you to tear it up in little pieces, chew it, and swallow it.
John: Swallow it, eh? "Frame Construction: A five-year plan."
Jason: No, change that right now. Two years. I don't want to waste time.
John: "And we'll expand into every major city."
Jason: Then we go international.
John: Pretty ambitious.
Jason: There's no percentage in thinking small.
John: No, I guess not.
Jason: We're going to be able to pull this off, I'm telling you. You got the talent, I got the name.
John: And we got the beer.
Jason: The only thing we don't got is money.
John: That's true, that's true.
Jason: John, you realize this is the chance for us to make a lot.
John: You know, I could use a lot.
Jason: Yeah, you're going to have a big deficit if you don't get that salon finished.
John: What are you suggesting?
[Knock on door]
Jason: I like a partner who thinks ahead. I bet that's more beer. Come in.
Jason: Cheryl, hi. What are you doing here?
Cheryl: I am looking for John Hudson. I was told he was here.
Jason: Yeah, he's right here. Come in, please.
Cheryl: I have some really good news, and so I thought I'd come over and --
John: What? What?
Cheryl: Cass and Nicole -- they're fine.
John: Well, all right!
Cheryl: Isn't that great?
Jason: I'll say that's great. That means you're going to get that salon job paid for after all.
Cheryl: I can't believe you just said that.
Cheryl: How can you even think that way?
Lisa: Oh, Jamie!
Jamie: I was waiting for you.
Lisa: You scared me.
Jamie: Well, I heard you coming down the hallway.
Lisa: What are you doing here?
Jamie: I live here.
Lisa: Yeah, but I thought you were still going to be with Vicky.
Jamie: Yeah, well, I wanted to make sure I was home for you when you got here.
Lisa: Well, why didn't you call and tell me that you were coming?
Jamie: Well, this way I had a chance to work on your surprise.
Lisa: What surprise?
Jamie: You'll see.
Lisa: Tell me.
Jamie: Ok, all right. I've arranged a midnight flight to Rome. We're going to make a couple of wishes on the Fontana di Trevi and then grab a quick dinner at the Piazza Navona, and then we're going to come home.
Lisa: That's all?
Jamie: I have to work tomorrow. Don't you?
Lisa: Oh, well -- Jamie, tell me, what's the surprise?
Lisa: What did you do?
Jamie: I hope you're hungry.
Lisa: What is this all about?
Jamie: Well -- ahem -- let's see, we're about to have dinner, and then -- then maybe --
Lisa: No. No, no, no, no. I mean, the candles and the champagne.
Jamie: I just thought it was about time you believed how much I love you.
Nicole: Oh. Cass, it's beautiful.
Cass: You didn't expect me to take a room at the Dewdrop Inn Motel, did you?
Nicole: Oh, but isn't it expensive?
Cass: Ah, it cost a franc or two.
Nicole: And aren't we broke?
Cass: A temporary condition.
Nicole: Cass --
Cass: You obviously have never been broke before. It takes a certain flare, a certain panache. I mean, that's why we charged these clothes to our credit cards. I'm going to have to teach you all about it when we get home.
Nicole: Home. At least Felicia and Michael should be there about now.
Cass: Yeah, meeting with the Press, telling them our saga.
Nicole: Yeah. You know, that was very smart.
Nicole: I mean, coming up with the idea that Felicia and Michael should fly back first and do the talking for us.
Cass: That was, wasn't it?
Cass: Yeah. But that was only half the idea. Spending an extra night here in the French Riviera was the better half.
Nicole: Hmm. Like I said -- smart.
Cass: Very smart.
Cass: I just wish that Michael and Felicia could deal with the cops for us, too.
Nicole: I'll handle that.
Cass: Why should you?
Nicole: Oh, because it was my fault he tried to have us killed.
Cass: Hey, I want you to forget about him. Ok, forget about everything except us. Come here. I want to show you something.
Nicole: Oh, Cass. Oh, the world is so beautiful up here. Oh.
Cass: You ain't seen nothing yet.
Cheryl: All you care about is whether John's going to get paid for his job?
Jason: That is not what I said.
Cheryl: That's what you meant.
Jason: Would you like to give me an opportunity to explain?
Cheryl: No, I wouldn't.
Jason: Look, we had just been talking about jobs and about construction, and we had just mentioned the salon job, right?
John: Yeah, yeah, we were talking about that.
Jason: That's exactly what we were talking about. You walk in and give us that news, and it just came out.
Cheryl: Yes, I heard what you said.
John: Cheryl, Cheryl, listen, he's -- he's really not such a bad guy. I mean, he does look funny with his foot in his mouth, but --
Jason: Well, I am sorry if I caused you to misunderstand it. I'm -- I'm sorry.
John: Hey. I told you that Cass would be all right, didn't I?
Cheryl: Yeah. Smelling like a rose, right?
Cheryl: It meant a lot to me what you said, taking the time to talk to me.
John: Oh, why wouldn't I? You're a friend.
Jason: Cheryl, I'm really sorry if you misunderstood.
Cheryl: Well, I probably just overreacted. Sorry to interrupt.
John: No, no, you didn't. And listen, when Cass and Nicole come back, we'll throw a big party for them.
Cheryl: Ok. Well, good night.
John: Good night.
Jason: Good night.
Cheryl: Thanks. Bye-bye.
Jason: Beautiful girl.
John: Yeah. Yeah, inside and out.
Jason: Hard to believe she's Mary's child.
Jason: She's a loser.
John: You're doing it again.
Jason: Doing what?
John: I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
Amanda: Ok, and give my love to mom and dad. Make sure you tell them that we're having a fabulous time. Ok, I will. I'll tell him. Thanks, Loretta. Bye.
Sam: Don't be.
Amanda: You're not angry?
Sam: No, you're allowed to call home, hon.
Amanda: I know, it's stupid. I just was afraid that you were going to get upset.
Sam: No, I'm not upset about that.
Amanda: About your mom, then?
Sam: Yeah, well, she said she was going home.
Amanda: My parents probably asked her to stay.
Sam: Well, then why didn't she say no?
Amanda: My mother can be very persuasive. And she likes your mom. She sounded really happy, Sam.
Sam: Yeah, I'm sure.
Amanda: Besides, my parents probably want the company.
Sam: But, Amanda, look, I just don't like her being there without having me there, ok?
Amanda: Do you want to go back?
Sam: No, no way. This is our honeymoon, and I plan on enjoying every minute of it.
Amanda: However, if you're worried, maybe we should --
Sam: I'll get over it, ok? Besides, I can't be thinking about my mom all my life.
Amanda: I'm sure everything will work out fine.
Sam: Yeah. I want to think about nothing else except you, Mrs. Fowler.
Amanda: Mrs. Fowler.
Sam: Yeah, well, you better get used to that one.
Amanda: It sounds so --
Sam: Do you like that?
Amanda: I love it. You can call me Mrs. Fowler any time.
Sam: Maybe you want me to call Mrs. Cory-Fowler.
Amanda: How about you just call me Amanda?
Sam: Amanda -- my wife. Mmm.
Amanda: You know what?
Amanda: This marriage stuff is ok.
Sam: Yeah, I could get used to this, mm-hmm.
Amanda: Besides, I have a terrific husband.
Sam: Ah! Hey! Well, you do have kind of good taste. I've noticed that.
Amanda: You know --
Amanda: From the day that I met you, I knew I could never live without you.
Sam: Hey, never living without me is something that you don't have to worry about, ok?
Lisa: Jamie, what is this all about?
Jamie: I love you.
Jamie: And all day today I've been thinking about the very first time I ever met you. I was pretty obnoxious, wasn't I?
Lisa: Yeah, you grabbed me and you kissed me.
Jamie: By the garage elevator.
Lisa: I was stunned.
Jamie: Well, I looked at you and I thought, "I'll die if I can't have this woman."
Lisa: You really thought that?
Jamie: I had never had such an incredible reaction to anyone in my entire life.
Lisa: And I thought you were kind of cute.
Jamie: Kind of cute?
Jamie: I just told you that I was crazy about you, madly in love with you, and you thought I was kind of cute?
Lisa: Well, extremely cute?
Jamie: Well, that's better.
Lisa: And you were sweet.
Lisa: And after a while, I realized --
Jamie: Yeah? What'd you realize?
Lisa: I realized that you were absolutely the perfect man for me.
Jamie: I'm so lucky to have you. I am never, ever going to take you for granted again.
Lisa: You better not.
Jamie: And you had better stop distracting me.
Lisa: Why? What have you got to do?
Jamie: I have to slave over a hot stove.
Lisa: What -- something smells good. What are you making?
Jamie: Specialite de la maison. Don't worry, I have everything under control.
Jason: Well, I guess you're right about my foot being in my mouth.
John: Both feet. I thought you liked Mary.
Jason: I do like Mary. She's just not as innocent as her daughter, that's all.
John: So what? Mary's a grown woman. I mean, Cheryl is just a kid.
Jason: I got to tell you, Mary was having an affair with Reginald Love almost at the same age.
John: Whoa, wait a minute, wait a minute. Sounds to me like you are dangerously close to casting the first stone.
Jason: Hey, I'm not without sin, and I'm not saying that, nothing like it.
John: Then what are you saying?
Jason: She's an attractive woman.
John: No argument there.
Jason: Yeah, but she's -- she's impossible. She's unpredictable. You can't lock her down into anything.
John: Well, who would want to?
Jason: Not me.
[John and Jason laugh]
John: Comes the dawn.
Jason: What dawn?
John: You and Mary.
Jason: Hey, don't jump to any conclusions.
John: You really like Mary. Now, how's that for a conclusion?
Jason: Not bad.
John: You and Mary.
Jason: You said that once.
John: Well, it bears repeating.
Jason: Well, it's no big deal.
[Knock on door]
Jason: What is this? Nobody loves me for weeks, and now everybody in the world's coming out here.
Jason: Yeah -- hi.
Jason: Come in.
Cheryl: My car won't start. It just died. I'm supposed to meet my mom. I'm sorry to bother you.
John: Well, I'm pretty good with cars, and stop apologizing, will you?
Cheryl: I'm really sorry.
Jason: Why don't you call your mom and just tell her what happened.
Cheryl: I can't. I don't know where she is. I'm supposed to meet her in a little while.
John: Well, listen, what's wrong with the car?
Cheryl: I -- it just doesn't go. I --
John: Well, that kind of narrows it down.
Cheryl: I mean, it did go for a while, but then it just stopped, yeah.
John: Stopped going?
Cheryl: I just put some fuel in it. Do you think it could be that or --
John: Yeah, it could be just about anything, but whatever it is, I'll take care of it.
Cheryl: Ok. Thanks.
John: Sure. I'll go and get some tools. Why don't you relax.
Cheryl: All right.
Cheryl: It didn't make any noise or anything. It just kind of died, yeah.
Jason: Cheryl, I got an idea. Why don't I drive you into town. That way your mom won't worry while he's working on the car.
Cheryl: No, really, you don't have to do that.
Jason: I don't mind doing it. I've been cooped up with this guy all day. I'd like a little break, get out, get maybe a cup of coffee. Where are you supposed to meet your mom?
Cheryl: At Mary's Place.
John: Whoa, that's convenient.
Jason: Yeah. See you.
Cheryl: Thanks. Thanks again, John.
John: You're welcome.
Cheryl: Ok. Bye.
Amanda: Oh --
Sam: Hey? What? What?
Amanda: What are you doing next weekend?
Sam: I don't know. I'll have to check my calendar. Why?
Amanda: Well, I thought if you weren't busy, maybe we could come back here?
Sam: You mean a second honeymoon?
Amanda: Too soon?
Sam: Well, except for the fact that we both have to go back to work, it's a perfect idea.
Amanda: Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. What a drag. Ok, then, how about after the baby's born?
Sam: That's a good idea.
Amanda: Uh-huh. And we could bring him or her.
Sam: Or even better, we could leave him or her with your parents and come here and spend some private time, just you and me?
Amanda: Sounds like a great idea.
Sam: Yeah. You don't think your parents will mind babysitting, do you?
Amanda: Oh, are you kidding? I can just see my father walking around the house with the baby on his shoulders --
Amanda: And mom, of course, singing "hush-a-bye, baby."
Sam: Excuse me. "Hush-a-bye, baby"? I don't remember that one too well.
Amanda: Sam, come on.
Sam: Well, come on. I was a little --
Amanda: All right, all right. I don't sing, so don't laugh at me, all right? Ok.
Amanda: Hush-a-bye baby don't say a word mama's going to buy you a mockingbird if that mockingbird don't sing, mama's going to buy you a diamond ring, if that diamond ring you didn't laugh.
Sam: Oh, that was beautiful.
Amanda: So, think she'll like it?
Amanda: The baby.
Sam: I think he'll love it.
Amanda: Aha! I knew it could catch you!
Sam: Aha what? You knew what?
Amanda: You do want a boy.
Sam: Come on, Amanda, that's not fair!
Amanda: Don't "come on, Amanda" me. All this "oh, I don't care, as long as it's healthy."
Sam: Well, I don't care as long as it's healthy. And if she can play football, and I'm her father.
Amanda: Oh, yeah, I knew there was a catch.
Sam: Well -- ok, what do you want, a boy or a girl?
Sam: Wait -- you want twins?
Amanda: No! Bite your tongue!
Sam: Ow! Will you stop hitting me?
Amanda: No. First, I want a girl, and then a boy a couple years later.
Sam: A boy -- a boy and a girl? A girl and a boy -- ok, I can handle that.
Amanda: Why? How many kids do you want?
Sam: I don't know. I never thought about it.
Amanda: Are you serious?
Sam: Well, yeah. Having kids -- I never thought it was in the cards for me, somehow.
Amanda: Guess you thought you'd be too busy with your career, huh?
Sam: Yeah, I guess, sure.
Amanda: How many hours a day did you paint when you were little?
Sam: When I was a -- I don't remember. I used to come home from school and I'd do my homework and then I'd paint till I fell asleep.
Amanda: Sounds lonely.
Sam: Yeah, well, I used to do it so I could get away from her.
Amanda: Her -- your mom?
Sam: Yeah. She used to sit by the phone all day long, praying for it to ring, hoping it was her agent, waiting for her big break. Jeez.
Amanda: Never happened, huh?
Sam: Nope, sure didn't. And I am not going to end up like that.
Amanda: Well, of course you're not.
Sam: I am not going to be like her, Amanda. I swear that I am not going to be a failure.
Amanda: Sam, hey, look at me. You are very talented. You have a lot of drive. You could never be a failure. Trust me.
[People talking and laughing]
Amanda: Oh, no. What now?
Sam: What is this?
Woman: Don't you remember?
Second woman: We were supposed to be at the pool, remember?
Amanda: Oh, right.
Man: You generous friend, you.
Amanda: I know.
Woman: We had no idea you were coming down to Palm Beach.
Second woman: Why didn't you call?
Amanda: Well, I was going to call -- tomorrow.
Man: What, are you on a vacation?
Amanda: Sort of.
Woman: Well, fantastic. Mommy just put in a tennis court. We can play doubles!
Second woman: Absolutely.
Amanda: No, we can't.
Woman: Oh, dear.
Second woman: This is embarrassing.
Man: You didn't tell us you had company.
Amanda: He's not company. Sam and I -- well, he -- he's my -- hey, guys, this is Sam!
Woman: Hi, Sam.
Second woman: No wonder you didn't call us.
Amanda: Sam, this is Heather, Courtney, and Porter.
Sam: Hi, y'all.
Amanda: Everybody, this is Sam Fowler.
Courtney: This is so awkward. I mean, I'm so embarrassed.
Porter: We should leave.
Heather: Good idea. I -- I don't think that Amanda's boyfriend is ready for company.
Amanda: Sam's my husband.
Amanda: Yes. Sam, him -- yes, Sam.
[Heather and Courtney laugh]
Heather: Oh, dear. This is a surprise!
Courtney: You're actually married?
Heather: Well, that's fabulous! Since when?
Courtney: Oh, you've got to be joking.
Heather: That means that you're on your honeymoon.
Porter: Oh, no! That means we're on their honeymoon, too, ladies.
Heather: Oh --
Porter: We got to go.
Heather: Amanda, honey, congratulations!
Courtney: I can't believe she's married.
Amanda: Maybe we can -- we can get together tomorrow or something.
Sam: I've got a better idea, hon. How about you all join us for a drink? Want to?
Amanda: Are you serious? You wouldn't mind?
Sam: Of course not. You guys got some catching up to do.
Amanda: Oh, that's great! Thanks!
Amanda: Look, you guys just wait right here. I'm going to go and change.
Sam: All right, and I'll see what I can do about those drinks.
Courtney: Where did she find him?
Heather: I don't know, but I've never been so jealous in all my life.
[Heather and Courtney sigh]
Mary: In here.
Cheryl: How come the place is all locked up?
Mary: Oh, well, everybody decided to close early due to a severe lack of paying customers.
Jason: Hey, hey.
Mary: Did you come in together?
Cheryl: Yeah, yeah. He drove me here.
Mary: From where?
Cheryl: From the farm. I was telling John about Cass and Nicole.
Jason: Great news, great news.
Mary: Yeah, mm-hmm.
Cheryl: Anyway, but guess what -- my car broke down.
Cheryl: So John is fixing it. That's why it was late. Sorry.
Mary: Oh. Well, I was beginning to think I had been stood up. Thank you for bringing her back here.
Jason: Oh, that's all right. It's going to cost you.
Jason: My time, wear and tear on my truck. But I'd settle for a cup of coffee and a piece of that pie.
Mary: Which do you prefer, apple or cherry?
Mary: Thank you.
Jason: How you been, Mary?
Mary: Just fine, and you?
Jason: Oh, great, just great. Must be nice having Vinny back, huh?
Cheryl: Yeah, where is pops anyway?
Mary: Up in my room.
Jason: Your room?
Mary: Yes, he's -- he's fixing the showerhead for me. In fact, I just came down here because he insisted that Ada had left him a hero sandwich in the refrigerator.
Cheryl: That was for pops?
Mary: You didn't.
Cheryl: The whole thing.
Mary: Oh. Well, then, you can go upstairs and tell him what happened and ask him what he wants instead.
Mary: Oh, yes. He's very hungry. Go. Go on, sweetie.
Jason: Not exactly a big fan of mine.
Mary: Oh, you mean you have fans?
Jason: Well, evidently, none of the McKinnon girls are my fans.
Jason: Aw. I think you owe me an apology anyway.
Mary: I don't owe you anything.
Jason: Yes, you do, for treating me so rotten the last couple of weeks.
Mary: I have not been rotten!
Jason: Oh, yeah -- I won't say "rotten" then. How about "cold"?
Mary: Since when are you an expert on semantics?
Jason: Since our date got broken.
Mary: First of all, we did not have a date. We were just going out to dinner.
Mary: Second --
Mary: You were the one who canceled it. Third, the word "date" was never mentioned!
Jason: I'll mention it now!
Jason: Date, I want a date -- I mean, an official, certified date! When you're ready for it, let me know.
Jamie: Mmm. Four minutes to dinner! And don't be late -- the timing is crucial!
Lisa: Everything's perfect.
Jamie: Yes. Yes! It certainly is.
Lisa: What's this?
Jamie: Go ahead. Open it.
Lisa: Ooh. I love it.
Jamie: I know it's kind of corny.
Lisa: No. I love corny, and I love you. Thank you.
Jamie: If you really love me, you'll eat this dinner no matter how bad it tastes.
Lisa: Well, gee, it smells pretty good.
Jamie: Yeah, it's lobster
avec garlic, oh -- salad soggy, and rice overcooked.
Lisa: Look at all this food. Where did you order from?
Jamie: What do you mean, where did I order it from? I made this.
Lisa: You did not.
Jamie: What do you think I've been doing in the kitchen all this time?
Jamie: Oh, that's your trick, not mine.
Lisa: Come on, Jamie. How did you do this?
Jamie: I bought a cookbook and I followed directions.
Lisa: I'm very impressed.
Jamie: Taste it.
Lisa: Good. Julia Child better move on over.
Jamie: Hmm, hmm. Well, at least one of us in this family knows how to cook.
Lisa: Watch it.
Amanda: Are you serious? He lost everything when the stock market crashed?
Courtney: He had to borrow against his family's Brazilian plantation.
Heather: But poor Harvey Fleetwood? Well, you remember him, don't you?
Porter: Now, that was a real tragedy.
Heather: The poor soul went absolutely belly-up.
Amanda: But wait a minute. When have you guys heard from Becky Kemberloo?
Courtney: Oh. There's a rumor her mother was mentioned in the Roxanne Pulitzer autobiography!
Porter: Have you guys read that yet?
Amanda: Uh --
Sam: I've never even heard of her.
Amanda: Sam's from Seattle originally. Did I tell you?
Heather: Oh! How interesting.
Courtney: You wouldn't happen to know Anthony Phelps, would you?
Sam: No. It's kind of a big city.
Courtney: Oh, well, he just settled there. His father owns a big commercial fishing fleet.
Sam: Sorry. I don't know anybody who owns a boat.
Amanda: Sam's an artist, and he's really talented. He's already sold one painting.
Sam: Yeah, of course, she's not biased at all.
Amanda: No --
[Courtney and Heather chuckle]
Amanda: Just proud.
Sam: Hey, I'm proud of you, too. You, my dear, are going to be a big publisher one day.
Amanda: Hmm. And, of course, he's also a wonderful person.
Sam: I love you, too.
Heather: I guess the honeymoon isn't over.
Amanda: No, the honeymoon will never be over. Our whole marriage is going to be a honeymoon.
Courtney: Oh, I feel dizzy. Could it be a sugar high?
Heather: I think it's our cue to leave.
Amanda: Well, if you guys don't mind, I would like to have some time to spend alone with my new husband.
Sam: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Mary: You realize the movie has started already?
Cheryl: I'm sorry.
Mary: It's ok.
Cheryl: Pops said that he's just about done, though.
Mary: You mean I'm going to have actual water coming out of my actual showerhead?
Cheryl: Anyway, I can probably get him to give me a ride home.
Mary: That's a good idea.
Cheryl: Unless you want me to stay. What are you doing here? You want me to help?
Mary: Honey, I'm wrapping one pie. It's ok. You go home.
Cheryl: Ok. Well, good night.
Mary: Good night.
Cheryl: I'm sorry about it.
Mary: It's all right.
Cheryl: Ok. Good night.
Mary: Have I told you lately how much I love you and how very proud I am of you?
Cheryl: Is something wrong?
Mary: I tell you I love you and you think something is wrong?
Cheryl: You just seemed so sad before when you were talking to Jason. I was upstairs. Pops barely said two words to me.
Mary: I don't know why that would be.
Cheryl: Well, something's not right.
Mary: It's nothing, honey.
Cheryl: Come on, Mom.
Mary: It's nothing --
Cheryl: Please talk to me.
Mary: It's nothing, really.
Cheryl: Don't you think I have a right to know?
Mary: Hmm. Yes, I do. Your dad and I --
Cheryl: What? Come on.
Mary: We never had what you would call a fairy tale relationship.
Cheryl: I know that. Times were tough for you guys, and he had to work real hard.
Mary: Yes, he did. He worked very, very hard, and sometimes it was terribly frustrating, and sometimes he --
Cheryl: What? What -- what did he do?
Mary: Hmm --
Cheryl: Come on. What were you going to say?
Mary: Just that there -- there were problems then, and some of them still exist.
Cheryl: Well, problems can be solved.
Mary: Yes, some of them can.
Cheryl: You guys loved each other once, right?
Mary: Yes, we did.
Cheryl: Pops loves you so much. Don't you think you guys deserve a chance?
Mary: Honey, it's complicated.
Cheryl: It's because of Jason Frame, isn't it?
No! It's not because of Jason. Why on earth would you think that?
Cheryl: Because of the way that he was looking at you before, Mom. Look at what kind of person he is.
Mary: Would you like to get that? Hmm?
Cheryl: Yeah. Yeah, hello. Mary's Place. No, no, this is Cheryl. Mom?
Cheryl: Yeah, ok. Hold on a second. It's -- it's Adam. He said it's something about Reginald Love.
John: Ah, chief, there it is, another job well done.
Jason: You are one --
John: Purring like a kitten, and I tell you what -- Cheryl's going to be driving what feels like a brand-new car when she gets back.
Jason: You are one mechanical genius, man.
John: True, true. These are very true words.
Jason: We're going to make that genius work for us.
John: How soon do you figure we can get Frame Construction going?
Jason: I got an idea for a couple of jobs to bid on tomorrow.
John: Now, hold it, hold it. You're going to need startup money, equipment, crew.
Jason: Hey, that's my angle. I'll take care of that.
John: Well, I'll be happy to leave it to you.
Jason: Why, things are looking up.
John: Yep, and not just on a financial status, from what I understand.
Jason: What are you talking about?
John: Oh, didn't you just get back from Mary's Place?
Jason: Oh, that's one stubborn woman.
John: Yeah -- sounds like a match made in heaven.
Jason: Me and Mary? Ha!
John: Oh, come on now. You're always talking about those old geisha girl types, but it was always the one that spit in your eye that kept you interested.
Jason: You serious?
John: Well, think about it.
Jason: Maybe you're right. The ones that spit in your eye -- at least they don't want to own you.
John: And you don't want that.
Jason: No, I never felt real good being tied down.
John: Which is why I can't quite figure out why you came back to Bay City and got yourself locked into this place.
Jason: John, you stay out on the ocean all those years and all you can see is saltwater, and there comes a point where you just want to get to ground and stick your fingers in the dirt.
John: Yeah, but all alone?
Jason: I don't need a woman.
John: Well, I do.
Jason: Well, then, go get one!
John: Oh, it seems like all the good women are taken.
Jason: Well, either that or they -- they'll think you're jerks.
John: Well, there's that, too.
Jason: Oh, I know what we need.
Jason: We need to go out on the town and, I mean, let loose!
John: Been a long time, hasn't it?
Jason: That means you can't cut it?
John: That means I'll meet you at the door.
Jason: Great. Hello.
Mary: Jason, it's Mary.
Jason: Mary. What -- what can I do for you?
Mary: Nothing. I wanted to tell you I just heard from Adam, and he says Reginald has an attorney trying to get him out on bail.
Mary: Yeah. Well, I thought you'd like to know that. Anyway, goodbye.
John: Bad news?
Jason: He can't get out. He just can't.
Nicole: One last night alone.
Cass: Last? Who said anything about last?
Nicole: If only all the nights for the rest of our lives could be like this.
Cass: I'm not planning for it to be any other way.
Nicole: You're not?
Cass: There's something I feel I have to tell you.
Cass: I love you. I love you. I love you.
Sam: You didn't have to rush them out so quick, hon.
Amanda: I wanted to be alone with you.
Sam: Nah. Well, they were nice.
Amanda: You hated them.
Sam: I didn't say that.
Amanda: No, you were very nice.
Sam: Well, I, too, can surprise you sometimes.
Amanda: Oh. Speaking of surprises, I have one for you.
Sam: Yeah? What?
Amanda: Ah! No. I think I'll tell you in the morning.
Sam: No, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute. You can tell me now.
Amanda: Oh, I'm tired. I think I'm going to go to sleep.
Sam: Amanda, now, don't do this to me, ok?
Sam: Don't do this to me! Tell me.
Amanda: Ok, ok. This estate has --
Amanda: Its own art studio.
Amanda: That's one of the reasons why daddy wanted us to come here.
Sam: You mean this place has --
Sam: It's here with --
Amanda: Only a couple of minutes away. My mother uses it when she comes down.
Sam: All right! An art studio -- that's terrific!
Amanda: Do you want to see it now?
Sam: Um -- well -- uh -- no. I have better things in mind.
Sam: Oh, hey, this is -- this is where you disappeared to.
Amanda: Yeah. I couldn't sleep.
Sam: Well, is it the baby again?
Amanda: I was lying there holding you, and I could feel him moving around. It's really wonderful.
Sam: Yeah. Well, hey, come on back to bed, ok?
Amanda: Wait -- it's happening again.
Sam: All right, kid. This is dad talking. Listen up.
Sam: It's time to go to sleep, ok? No more fooling around.
Amanda: Such a disciplinarian.
Sam: Yeah, well, Dr. Spock says you're supposed to let them know the boundaries, you know?
Sam: Do you know something?
Sam: I can't wait to meet that little person.
Amanda: Neither can I. You know, I feel so lucky tonight.
Sam: Why tonight?
Amanda: I'm with my friends here and everything. I don't know, all the talk about trust funds and --
Sam: And people going belly-up.
Amanda: It just seems so shallow compared to my life.
Sam: They seem happy enough.
Amanda: But they don't have a baby on the way. They don't have someone to love, a family. Our future is going to be wonderful.
Sam: It is. I'm going to make sure of that for as long as we both shall live.
Nicole: It's the same for me.
Nicole: I feel the same way.
Nicole: I have for a long time. I just never quite -- well, was able to say it.
Cass: Say what?
Nicole: Well, that I -- you --
Nicole: Well, I -- Cass Winthrop --
Nicole: I love you. I love you.
Cass: That was easy.
Jamie: This is much better than fighting, isn't it?
Jamie: Although if you don't fight, you can't make up.
Lisa: And making up is very interesting.
Jamie: How about if we fight every now and then, you know, just little petty fights?
Lisa: Hmm, yeah, like I could yell at you for leaving the cabinet doors open.
Jamie: And I can get furious at you for -- for always running out of paper towels and -- not to mention the coffee in the morning. We're always out of coffee in the morning.
Lisa: Big deal! What is that next to leaving the cabinet door open so someone can put an eye out?
Jamie: Honey, I have to have my morning brew.
Lisa: Oh, that's great.
Lisa: That's great. We'll just have fights like that.
Jamie: Mmm. I'm so lucky we're together.
Lisa: Your mom is a very smart woman.
Jamie: Well, how did my mom get into this?
Lisa: Hmm, she told me not to give up on you.
Jamie: I wish I'd have known, yes.
Lisa: Well, I needed someone to talk to, and she was there.
Jamie: Well, sure she was. I mean, she was afraid that her fool of a son might lose the best thing that's ever happened to him.
Lisa: Well, he's not going to.
Jamie: Good. Well, then he'd like to invite you to dinner at the Corys' day after tomorrow.
Lisa: I accept.
Jamie: Mom's throwing a little family dinner, and she wanted to know if we could make it.
Lisa: It sounds like fun.
Jamie: Of course, it won't be as fun as dinner tonight.
Jamie: No, and dessert will definitely be far inferior to what's being served here.
Lisa: I don't remember dessert. Did we have dessert?
Jamie: No. No, not yet.
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