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Another World Transcript Tuesday 2/24/04
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Proofread by Ebele
Plastic? That's blasphemy.
Sophie: I do not know, Nicole.
Cass: I don't care what that miser of an accountant says.
Nicole: Well, can't you cut it up to here?
Cass: Plastic is definitely out.
Nicole: Just get rid of this part.
Sophie: Well, I can, if the legs of the model are beautiful.
Cass: Plastic --
Nicole: Sophie, everything on Cheryl McKinnon is beautiful.
Cass: Glasses made out of glass is what our guests will drink from.
Nicole: As long as we have something to show at the opening.
Sophie: Oh, you will have something to show, all right. So will Mademoiselle McKinnon.
Cass: We are going all the way with this opening. Is that clear?
Sophie: That is what you should call this dress -- all the way.
Nicole: Sophie, it's going to be beautiful.
Nicole: You're going to make it beautiful.
Cass: Nicole Love salon, Cass Winthrop speaking. Yeah. Ok.
Nicole: Well, I trust that wasn't a customer.
Cass: It was the firm of Scrooge & Scrooge.
Nicole: The accountant? What did he want?
Cass: "Hi, this is Jack Clark. I'm on my way over. I'm afraid I got bad news."
Nicole: But he has great timing.
Rachel: Hi, guys. I don't have much time, so I need an answer right away.
Cass: What's the question?
Rachel: It's an offer, actually. I want the exclusive story on what happened on the island.
Nicole: For "Brava"?
Cass: How exclusive?
Cass: What's in it for us?
Rachel: A two-page color spread of the opening. What do you say?
Mac: Thank you, Hilda.
Ada: It's been a long day.
Ada: Here's to Vince for letting me take the night off.
Mac: To Vince.
Hilda: May I bring you some hors d'oeuvres?
Mac: I think we'll wait for the rest of the family. Thank you, Hilda.
Ada: Thank you, Hilda.
Jamie: Hello, Hilda.
Ada: Oh, what's up, doc?
Jamie: Hi, grandma. How are you?
Jamie: Hi, Mac. Where is everybody?
Ada: We're starting without them.
Mac: I thought Lisa was coming with you.
Jamie: Yeah, well, so did I, but she got hung up at the station --
Jamie: So she'll be coming directly from there.
Ada: Oh, maybe Adam will drive her over.
Jamie: Yeah, yeah. So where's mom?
Mac: Oh, she's seeing Cass and Nicole about our coverage of the opening of the salon.
Jamie: Oh, right.
Ada: That should be quite a do.
Mac: Hmm. I wish Amanda could have written the article. Those last couple of ones that she did -- they were terrific.
Jamie: Have you heard from her or Sam?
Ada: Jamie, they're on their honeymoon. I'd worry if they started calling home.
Mac: Well, I'm sure they're "having a wonderful time."
Amanda: "Memphis 94 miles."
Sam: Long distance information give me Memphis, Tennessee
Amanda: It's such a beautiful night out here.
[Engine begins faltering]
Sam: Oh, no!
Amanda: What's wrong?
Sam: Gas. Great. I knew I should have got gas the last gas station.
Amanda: Your gas gauge is still half full.
Sam: Yeah, but it's said that and it's been that way for the last three years.
Amanda: Oh, great. I thought we were just getting great gas mileage.
Amanda: We're in the middle of nowhere.
Sam: Huh. How could I be so dumb? This is great.
Amanda: What are we going to do?
Sam: Well, it looks like we got to find a gas station.
Amanda: Well, I saw a sign for one two or three miles down the road.
Sam: Ok. Well, it's time to take a walk.
Amanda: Two or three miles.
Sam: We have no choice, Amanda. What do you want to do, set up house here?
Amanda: All right. I'll go with you.
Sam: Amanda, you'd just slow me down.
Amanda: We're not in a hurry. It's a great night for a walk. It'll be nice.
Sam: Oh, ok.
Amanda: Maybe there's some wildflowers on the road. We can pick them. It'll be fun.
Sam: You know something? You're the only person I know who could make something like this seem like fun.
Amanda: And you're married to me. As grandma says, "ain't life grand?"
Sam: Grand, grand. Two mile walk. I love this.
Ada: Hilda, you are still the world's champion shrimp puff puffer.
Jamie: Mmm, it's delicious.
Adam: Hi, everybody.
Ada: Hi, Adam.
Jamie: Better hide those quick, Hilda.
Adam: Freeze, Hilda. Give me one of those. Mmm. Mmm.
Ada: What did I tell you?
Adam: Hilda, meet me in the kitchen in five minutes. And don't forget the platter.
Ada: You want something to drink with all that?
Jamie: You're alone.
Adam: You noticed.
Jamie: Yeah, where's Lisa?
Adam: She didn't call you?
Adam: She's got a stack of paperwork like that on the desk, but she will be here.
Jamie: Before dinner, I hope.
Adam: Looks like you got a little of your own medicine. A little medical joke there, Jamie.
Jamie: Why am I not laughing?
Adam: I just meant that you should understand, seeing as how you are as dedicated to your job as she is to hers.
Ada: He does understand, don't you, Dr. Grandson?
Jamie: It's no problem at all. Just want to know what was happening, that's all.
Adam: Is Mac around?
Mac: He's right here. Welcome, Adam.
Adam: Mac, can I talk to you for a second? It's sort of official.
Mac: Step right into my office.
Ada: I told you all those parking tickets were going to catch up with you.
Ada: He's got you.
Mac: What's up?
Adam: Reginald Love's lawyer has got him moved from the prison hospital this morning to Bay City general.
Mac: On what grounds?
Adam: They said he wasn't getting adequate care.
Mac: But he is still in custody?
Adam: For now.
Mac: What does that mean?
Adam: It means he's got a bail hearing in a few minutes.
Mac: Well, bail won't be granted, will it?
Adam: His lawyers are claiming that because this is an old crime that he's no longer a threat to anybody.
Mac: Well, that's ridiculous, Adam.
Adam: Of course it's ridiculous. Now, look, if they set a bail figure, it's going to be an astronomical figure.
Mac: Well, that won't bother Reginald.
Adam: Not a bit. Now, the D.A.'s doing everything she can to get bail denied, but with this particular judge --
Mac: Who is it?
Adam: It's Judge Roberts. I think you know him.
Mac: Vernon Roberts. Of course I do.
Adam: Look, Mac, I've never asked before and I wouldn't ask this time if it wasn't for the fact that Reginald was involved. Do you think you could talk to him? To the judge, I mean?
Mac: Well, I voted for him. I worked in his campaign.
Adam: Look, maybe he'd listen to you. Maybe he doesn't understand the damage that he could do to his career by helping somebody like Reginald Love.
Mac: Are you so sure that he's going to rule against you?
Adam: Positive. His lawyers have got the fix in, I know it.
Mac: A payoff to Vernon? I don't -- it's just incredible what greed will do to people. I'll make the call right now.
Adam: Thanks, Mac.
Loretta: Oh, Adam. It was so quiet, I didn't think anybody had arrived.
Adam: Why, Loretta, you look wonderful.
Loretta: Thank you. I've been thinking about you all day. Have your ears been burning?
Adam: On fire.
Loretta: Come on. I've figured out where we went off the other day. Hi, everybody.
Loretta: It was in the bridge. You'll see when we get to it. Now --
Jamie: Shall we?
Loretta: And a one and a two and --
Loretta, Adam, and Jamie: Pack up all your cares and woe here I go swingin' low
Ada: Can she play the piano or what?
Loretta, Adam, and Jamie: Where somebody waits for me sugar's sweet so is she
All: Bye-bye, blackbird
Loretta: No one here can
Ada: Ah, here's Lisa.
Vicky: Hi, Hilda.
Hilda: Hi, Miss Hudson. Come in.
Vicky: Thank you.
All: What hard luck stories they all hand me
Vicky: Uh -- I'm not interrupting anything, am I?
Nicole: Oh, I don't know, Rachel.
Cass: I agree, Nicole.
Rachel: With what?
Nicole: Well, if the opening doesn't --
Cass: No, no, it's a great idea, and it's a very, very hot story.
Rachel: But I want an exclusive. I don't want to see this in any other publication.
Cass: Exclusive rights for --
Rachel: Two-page color spread of the opening.
Cass: Six pages. And we hold on to the movie and television rights.
Nicole: Movie and television rights?
Cass: Four pages, color, and I get to approve all photographs and I have the final say on the copy.
Rachel: Cass, you know I can't cut a deal like that.
Cass: Sure you can, Rachel, if you really want to.
Rachel: All right, it's a deal.
Cass: You're getting yourself a great story.
Rachel: You're getting yourself a million bucks full of free publicity.
Cass: That's a conservative estimate.
Rachel: Yeah, you bet it is. Ooh, I've got to go. I'm late. We have a family dinner.
Nicole: Well, send our love to everyone.
Rachel: Yes, I will. See you tomorrow.
Cass: Thank you, Rachel.
Cass: Exclusive. Thanks a million. Maybe even two.
Nicole: Well, that could be a very boring four pages.
Nicole: If there's no opening, that's how.
Nicole: Cass, what if "Brava" has to print four pages of nothing?
Cass: We are going to open, and it's going to be a smash.
Nicole: It takes money to open -- lots of money. And what if Jack says we're broke?
Jack: An excellent question. Very apt.
Cass: We're broke.
Jack: This is a pay-or-play situation you're in.
Cass: No kidding, Jack.
Jack: You have seamstresses all set to go, sitting at their sewing machines in Cleveland.
Cass: Our first choice was sunny Palm Springs.
Jack: You have distributors sitting with their trucks in gear --
Cass: Wasting our gas.
Jack: Waiting to deliver your dresses to the stores.
Cass: Ok, ok, Jack! We get the picture! Now, what's the bottom line here?
Jack: You have to pay all these people, Cass.
Nicole: Well, sure. We know that.
Jack: Even though they're doing nothing. They have contracts with you -- contracts that have to be honored.
Cass: And they will be.
Jack: How? Every dime you have is gone.
Nicole: Oh, I knew it.
Jack: You can't even afford the catering bill for tomorrow night.
Nicole: You mean we can't have food?
Jack: I'm trying to tell you you can't have this opening, Nicole.
Cass: Oh, wait. Come on, Jack!
Jack: That's my recommendation. You have what is known as a cash flow problem. And what little cash is still around will have to flow to me. My bill is way past due. If you have any questions, give me a call.
Nicole: Uh -- well, I guess I'll call Felicia and let her know that the opening is canceled.
Cass: Give me.
Nicole: Wait. What are you doing? Cass --
Cass: We're opening, and we're opening on schedule.
Nicole: You heard what Jack said.
Cass: Oh, Jack is so into nickels and dimes, he misses the big picture.
Nicole: The big picture is that we are broke, finished, kaput!
Cass: Didn't the island teach you anything about this situation?
Nicole: The island? Would you like to tell me what you're talking about?
Amanda: Can you walk a little slower?
Sam: We're almost there.
Amanda: I feel like we've been walking for a week.
Sam: Well, aren't you the one who said you were in shape?
Amanda: Have you forgotten that I'm carrying an extra little person around with me?
Sam: Isn't this where we left it?
Sam: The car. Isn't this where we left it?
Amanda: Yeah. I remember the fence.
Sam: Oh, man.
Amanda: Oh, no.
Sam: It's gone.
Amanda: It can't be gone.
Sam: Do you see it?
Sam: Then it's gone.
Amanda: Don't get mad at me.
Sam: Somebody must have stolen it.
Sam: The car didn't drive off by itself.
Amanda: But -- no, I can't believe this.
Sam: Yeah. All of our stuff.
Amanda: All our clothes.
Sam: Well --
Amanda: Your paint!
Sam: Guess what? Back to the gas station.
Amanda: All the way back there?
Sam: Amanda, let's go take a nice walk in the woods. We'll pick some wildflowers, call the cops.
Vicky: Here you go. This is for the newlyweds from my mom and dad.
Jamie: Thank you.
Vicky: Donna just asked me to drop it off.
Ada: That's nice. How is she?
Vicky: She's fine so far, thank you. I'm sorry I didn't call before I came by.
Vicky: Well, there's a party, and I seem to have stopped the music.
Loretta: One thing I've learned about the Corys, dear -- there's always room for one more. Rachel.
Ada: Hi, honey.
Rachel: Hi, I'm sorry I'm late. I apologize. Hello, Vicky.
Vicky: Hi. I was just on my way out the door.
Ada: Vicky just brought over a present for Sam and Amanda from Donna and Michael.
Rachel: Oh, how lovely. Well, would you like to stay and have a drink with us?
Vicky: You don't have to do that.
Rachel: No, I know I don't. Jamie, you want to fix her something to drink?
Vicky: Thank you.
Rachel: Where's Mac?
Loretta: I don't know, and he's missing our sing-along.
Loretta: The bells are ringing
Loretta and Adam: For me and my gal
Ada: Oh, I love this song.
All: The birds are singing for me and my gal everybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going
Adam: Did you talk to Judge Roberts?
Mac: I just got off the phone with the idiot.
Adam: Is he going to grant the bail?
Mac: He claims the evidence may not support Reginald being held without bail.
Adam: You've got to be kidding! I've got enough evidence to hold this guy for a hundred years.
Mac: Apparently, money and power still dispense justice these days.
Adam: Damn it.
Mac: I'm sorry, Adam.
Adam: No, it's -- it's ok, Mac. It's not your fault. I just got to think about what I'm going to do next.
Mac: There must be a way to block Reginald's release.
Adam: Well, if there's a way, I'm going to find it because I'm not giving up on this.
Mac: Excuse me. Hi, dear.
Lisa: Hi, Mac.
Mac: Good to see you.
Lisa: Nice to see you.
Adam: Well, don't tell me you -- you got through that stack of files already.
Lisa: What if I told you I burned them?
Adam: I think I could probably recommend a good employment agency to you.
Lisa: Sounds nice.
Mac: Yeah, since Loretta came, the house sounds like a home for the Mormon Tabernacle choir. Shall we go in?
All: Home for two or three or four or more in love land for me and my gal
[Loretta plays "someone to watch over me"]
Jamie: Hi, I'm glad you could make it.
Vicky: Hi, Lisa.
Lisa: Hi, Vicky. What a surprise.
Rachel: I was looking for you.
Mac: I didn't see you come in.
Rachel: Well, I was with Cass trying to get the rights to the story.
Mac: Oh? Who won?
Rachel: Well, we have to give him two extra pages on the opening.
Mac: Hmm. Oh, well, for a story about that man and that woman stranded alone on a deserted island, it's well worth it.
Rachel: You old devil.
Lisa: Where are we going?
Jamie: Right over here to talk.
Lisa: To talk about what?
Jamie: About what's bothering you. Vicky. She came by to drop off a present for Sam and Amanda.
Lisa: Vicky already brought Sam and Amanda a present.
Jamie: This one's from Mike and Donna.
Lisa: She's a regular little messenger service, isn't she?
Jamie: You're upset.
Lisa: No, I'm not. I just think it's not very subtle.
Jamie: Well, Mom asked her to stay. There wasn't much I could do.
Lisa: It's fine. It's just fine.
Vicky: Well, I guess I'll be saying good evening.
Ada: Are you leaving so soon?
Vicky: I've stayed too long already.
Loretta: But you've sung for your supper, hasn't she, Ada?
Ada: Well, sure.
Loretta: Besides, we can always set another place at the table, right, Rachel?
Rachel: Um -- well --
Loretta: And we need another alto.
Vicky: Well, if you insist.
Cass: Nicole, we survived on that island. And we said we love each other on that island.
Nicole: I know. But what's that got to do with business?
Cass: We already have what's important. We have our lives, and we have each other. The rest is gravy. Now, all we have to do is show a little courage and make things happen.
Nicole: Oh, Cass, I still don't get it.
Cass: Look, I told you that it -- it takes a certain flair being broke.
Nicole: I remember, yes.
Cass: You have to forget about what is and think about what can be.
Nicole: How do I do that?
Cass: You remember the island?
Nicole: I'll never forget it.
Cass: You remember that night that we danced? We heard the music?
Nicole: Which wasn't there.
Cass: Exactly. That's it exactly. It wasn't there. We had to invent it. It was magic.
Cass: So the point I'm trying to make is, we were the only ones that were there. So we can tell anyone anything we want about what went on there.
Nicole: Right, and they'd have to believe us.
Cass: Exactly. We're the only ones that know the truth.
Nicole: So nobody has to know the truth about this.
Cass: It'll be the island in reverse.
Nicole: Right. We pretend that we're rolling in dough.
Cass: Well, what's dough, anyway? It's a medium of exchange, right?
Nicole: Right, but do you think I can do that?
Cass: I know you can.
Nicole: Ok, so we let people think that the publicity from the crash has just catapulted us to the top, right?
Cass: Catapulted -- yeah, I like that -- catapulted.
Nicole: We are going to have the salon opening just like we planned.
Cass: And no more plastic champagne glasses. Crystal all the way.
Nicole: What about Jack?
Cass: Well, Jack's just going to have to cope. You see, all we have to do is make it to the first big Paris showing, and then illusion will turn into reality.
Nicole: That's right, you know? I mean, it's not forever. It's just until Paris. We can do it.
Cass: And you're going to dazzle the world, just like we always planned.
Sam: You ok?
Amanda: Yeah. Just a little tired. I've never finished a 10-k before.
Sam: I am so sorry, Amanda.
Amanda: It's not your fault.
Sam: Yeah, it is.
Amanda: All right, it is.
Sam: If I hadn't been so stupid, not getting gas --
Amanda: Yeah, that was stupid.
Sam: Stop agreeing with me anytime now you want to. Just stop now, ok?
Amanda: Oh, Sam --
Amanda: I still love you.
Amanda: Believe it or not.
Sam: Hmm. Come on, let's go on inside and get some sleep.
Amanda: Do you think they're going to find our car?
Sam: I'm not holding my breath.
Amanda: They sure didn't sound too optimistic down there, did they? What's wrong with the key?
Sam: The bolt's rusted shut.
Amanda: There has to be a nicer motel than this.
Sam: Amanda, every motel is nicer than this. But you're pregnant and we're not going anywhere. You got to get off your feet. Ok.
Amanda: You did it!
Sam: Ha, ha! Check this out. Wait a second, wait a second. You're still my bride. I get to do this.
Sam: Oh, God, you weigh a ton.
Amanda: You creep. Thanks a lot.
Sam: Do me a favor. Hit that with your foot -- there. So, what do you think?
Amanda: Sam, the guy down at the front desk -- did he look like Anthony Perkins to you?
Sam: Yeah, it's not that bad. Come on, let's get some rest.
Amanda: No, don't you put me down in here!
Amanda: Sam, please!
Sam: Amanda, I am going to put you down.
Amanda: No, not yet!
Sam: Yes, now.
Sam: Because you're heavy.
Sam: Come on, it's not that bad. It's a bed. I mean, a bed's a bed, right?
Amanda: Except when it's a table.
Amanda: Sit on this. Feel it.
Sam: Ok, so it's a little firm.
Amanda: Firm? We could tap dance on this.
Sam: So it's good for your back, Amanda. Think of it that way.
Amanda: Why does it smell that way?
Sam: Smell? I don't smell anything.
Sam: Ok, it has a slight odor.
Amanda: Slight? It smells like a huge lump of Limburg cheese.
Sam: Actually, it smells more like Gorgonzola.
Amanda: I'd rather not discuss it.
Sam: Well, hey -- check out these curtains! Isn't this amazing?
Amanda: Very trendy, very trendy. In fact, is this what they call the R
Sam: Actually, no, I think that's what they call ripped sheets.
Amanda: Eew. So punk. I'll have to ask my decorator about those.
Sam: Hey, check this out! How do you like the no window pane look?
Amanda: Yes, featured in last month's Architectural Digest.
Sam: Yes, of course.
Amanda: Yes. And here we have our own very fabulous walk-in closet.
Sam: Hey, you know, it wouldn't be too hard to clean this place. All you'd have to do is hose it down.
Amanda: Sam, give me a quarter.
Amanda: Just give me a quarter really quick.
Sam: Ok. Here.
Amanda: Come on.
Amanda: Oh, my gosh! Magic fingers. Is it the tackiest thing you've ever seen?
Sam: You know something? I'm glad I brought a lot of quarters, you know?
Amanda: You know, I'm actually beginning to like this place.
Sam: That's magic.
Amanda: Oh, no.
Amanda: Sam, this place is unbelievable. It is the Bates motel. There's no shower curtain.
Sam: There's no phone.
Amanda: There's no light.
Sam: There's no bible.
Amanda: No soap.
Sam: No stationary.
Amanda: No toilet paper.
Sam: "No limit on lust."
Amanda: No what?
Sam: No nothing.
Amanda: Let me see that.
Sam: No way.
Amanda: Oh! Oh, Sam!
Sam: What, what?
Amanda: Come here!
Sam: What? What is it?
Amanda: What is that?
Sam: Ha! You mean that?
Amanda: That big, disgusting, slimy thing. What is that?
Sam: That's a little water bug, Amanda.
Sam: Ok, so it's the size of a Bay City bus.
Amanda: So what are you going to do about it?
Sam: What am I going to do? Well, we can do one of two things. We can either raise it as our own or we can do this.
Amanda: You killed it!
Sam: Yeah. Well, you know, we can't afford another mouth to feed.
Amanda: How disgusting! You're not going to just leave it there.
Sam: Amanda, it goes with the decor.
Amanda: No jokes, please.
Sam: Come on, Amanda. It's just a little water bug.
Amanda: What if there's more of them?
Sam: There's probably millions more of them.
Amanda: In here?
Sam: No, no, no. In the world, in the world.
Amanda: I meant in here.
Sam: Oh, well -- I just see one more.
Sam: There's one right next to your foot.
Amanda: Sam, get me out of here, please!
Cass: Oh, here you are.
Nicole: Oh. Hey.
Cass: Hey. Come with me.
Nicole: Come with you? Where?
Cass: Just come with me.
Nicole: Where are you taking me? Hey, you know, I was making up a list for the opening.
Cass: Oh, yeah?
Nicole: Things we need. Yeah, we need to lose this furniture.
Cass: Yeah? Come with me.
Nicole: I was thinking -- come with you where? Cass, what's the smile for, huh?
Cass: Come with me.
Mac: There are novelists, and there are novelists, and then there is Charles Dickens.
Jamie: In English literature. The French and the Russians have a couple of fairly good country writers, too.
Rachel: Yeah, not to mention the rest of the world.
Mac: Well, not to be chauvinistic about it, we do have to defend a great deal on translations when you have a non-English writer.
Jamie: Nabokov was a Russian who wrote in English.
Lisa: And beautifully. Lolita, that's --
Loretta: Sublime. Lord, how I love literary discussions. My blood is racing.
Vicky: Did you know that Jamie's a novelist?
Loretta: You are?
Jamie: Was. Not now.
Jamie: One book. It's out of print.
Vicky: A view of the bay.
Mac: How's everybody's drink?
Vicky: You know, it might not be in print, but it's not impossible to find. I did pick it up in a used bookstore the other day.
Lisa: Wonder how long she looked for that.
Loretta: A view of the bay?
Vicky: Did you publish that, Mr. Cory?
Vicky: Somebody got to it before you did, huh?
Rachel: Darling, come with me to the kitchen. Helen wants you to carve.
Mac: Oh, great. Let's go. Love to carve.
Rachel: Excuse us.
Mac: Excuse us, everyone.
Vicky: Was it something I said?
Loretta: Either that or it's that silly thing about 20 minutes after the hour.
Vicky: Mac looked almost angry.
Jamie: My book was based on real people.
Loretta: Oh. A roman a clef?
Jamie: Some of whom are right here.
Ada: And we'll all live. Loretta, what is that song about nothing's impossible -- you know the one I mean?
Loretta: When my chin is on the ground
Ada: That's it.
Loretta: Pick myself up
Ada: Pick myself up, brush myself off.
And start all over again
Loretta: It's Jerome Kern from Swingtime.
Ada: Oh, good.
[Loretta plays piano]
Vicky: Oh, I hope you don't mind setting another place for me, Hilda.
Hilda: Not at all. As a matter of fact, I thought you'd probably be staying.
Vicky: Really? Why?
Hilda: When you called earlier about the present.
Vicky: Oh. Well, these look delicious. I'd love to have one.
Loretta: Pick yourself up brush yourself off start all over again
Adam: Hey, are you ok?
Lisa: Vicky didn't just drop in to drop off a present.
Adam: You think she had this whole thing planned?
Lisa: Of course she did.
Lisa: She called Hilda earlier. She knew there was a dinner party.
Adam: I have to admit, she didn't exactly put up a big fight when they asked her to say.
Lisa: Yeah, all that wide-eyed innocence.
Adam: Well, look, at least now you know what's going on.
Lisa: You'd have to be a complete idiot not to see what's going on.
Adam: No, my point is, is that now you're on top of things.
Adam: You know how to deal with it.
Lisa: I do?
Adam: Ok, you know how not to deal with it. You know not to sink to Vicky's level.
Lisa: Right, right. I'm not going to do that. It's just how Jamie is going to deal with it that worries me.
Adam: Don't worry about Jamie. Jamie's a smart boy. He can see all that stuff she's trying to pull.
Lisa: Yeah, all that stuff that she is trying to pull ticks me off.
Adam: Look, he loves you. Gosh, I mean, who wouldn't love you? I mean, look at you. You're wonderful. You're a beautiful girl. I mean, he'd be crazy to even look at anybody else.
Sam: That was the last bug, Amanda, I promise. I got them all.
Amanda: There has got to be another motel.
Sam: Come on, Amanda, not for miles. Except for that truck stop around the corner. You want to stay there?
Amanda: I don't believe this.
Sam: Come on. Come here. Let's get some sleep, ok?
Amanda: No, I am not going to go to sleep on this smelly thing.
Sam: Amanda, we have no choice.
Amanda: What if the bugs come back?
Sam: Well, I'll tell you what we do. What we do is we adopt them, we name them, we put leashes on them, and we have water bug races around the bed.
Amanda: Sam --
Sam: Didn't work. Ok.
Amanda: Not funny.
Sam: Amanda, look -- we have to stay here while they look for the car. We don't have a choice. Let's just make the best of it, ok?
Amanda: Oh, great.
Sam: The magic fingers again.
Amanda: I didn't have to deposit a quarter.
Sam: You know, that is kind of magic.
Sam: How about -- how about we make some of our own magic?
Nicole: So you really think we can pull this off, huh?
Cass: I know we can.
Nicole: Well, what will we do for money?
Cass: How many credit cards have you got?
Nicole: Oh, Cass.
Cass: It's going to be a bit of a balancing act until that first big show in Paris. But in the meantime, you can get all sorts of custom orders.
Nicole: Yeah, Sophie can help us. She can just wait to get paid.
Cass: Yeah, now you're thinking the Winthrop way.
Nicole: Yeah. We'll just do anything we have to do, huh?
Cass: That's it. And I'll work all that time. I'll be arranging loans and lines of credit.
Nicole: We're still going to do it, aren't we? We're going to turn the fashion world upside down.
Cass: But not right now.
Nicole: Oh. It's late, huh?
Cass: Yeah. You need a good sleep.
Cass: I mean, after all, tomorrow night is the big night.
Nicole: Hmm, I know.
Cass: So, you ready to turn in?
Nicole: Well --
Cass: Well, what?
Nicole: Well, we're not sleeping in separate rooms.
Cass: Who said anything about separate rooms?
Nicole: Oh. I can't believe it. Oh!
Nicole: Oh, Cass.
Cass: You like it?
Nicole: Well, who wouldn't?
Cass: I know I didn't consult you about it.
Nicole: How did you know?
Cass: Well, I just asked John to do me a little favor while we were gone.
Nicole: You mean you knew before we left, before the island?
Cass: Yeah, I knew. I knew. Gee, I hope the -- hope the mattress isn't too hard.
Nicole: Oh, yeah. Me, too.
Cass: I hate it when they're hard. It's like sleeping on top of your car.
Nicole: Hmm. Well, I guess there's only one way to find out.
Cass: What way would that be?
Nicole: Come with me.
Nicole: You know what?
Nicole: I think it's going to be just right.
Cass: Me, too.
Cass: Let's forget the champagne.
Cass: Mmm. Hey, Nicole.
[Cass and Nicole laugh]
Jamie: Do you want to use the phone?
Vicky: Oh, I can wait.
Jamie: I'll be off in a second. I'm checking on a patient.
Vicky: Fine. No --
Jamie: Dr. Diaz. Good. I'll check back in about an hour. Thank you very much.
Vicky: Is every doctor as dedicated as you are, Jamie?
Jamie: Well -- hey, where'd you disappear to, by the way?
Lisa: I was just out on the terrace.
Jamie: Are you feeling ok?
Lisa: I'm fine. Why?
Jamie: You look a little sad.
Lisa: No, I'm wonderful.
Vicky: Maybe I shouldn't stay for dinner after all.
Lisa: Why not? Your place has been set all evening.
Rachel: Sounds like a good story.
Adam: It'd sure sell some magazines.
Mac: But not for us. We've done our Reginald story.
Adam: I just wonder if Michael knows what time this bail hearing is.
Mac: If Reginald does go free, it's going to mean nothing but pain for Donna and Nicole.
Ada: You really love the piano, don't you?
Loretta: Oh, boy. Especially this one. All I have back home is an upright in Seattle. Of course, it did belong to George Gershwin.
Ada: You're kidding me.
Loretta: How I came by it is a long story. A saga, in fact. It all had to do with a very famous singer.
Ada: Well, come on. Tell me. Come on, just the initials.
Loretta: It'll all come out, eventually, but I tell you, that piano is my prize possession. Of course, the cats have really scratched up the legs terribly.
Ada: You have cats?
Loretta: Mm-hmm, four of them. Gable and Lombard and Humphrey and Cary. I hope my neighbor upstairs is taking good care of them. They're awfully spoiled.
Ada: I like cats. I'm allergic to them, though.
Loretta: Well, they're awfully good company when you're lonely.
Ada: I'm too busy to be lonely.
Loretta: Yes, the days can be filled up, but at night, when the lights go out and you have no one to say good night to -- since Sam moved out here, I miss him so.
Ada: I know what that's like.
Rachel: Everybody, Helen says dinner's ready. Will you come in?
Jamie: Oh, great.
Adam: Oh, great.
Mac: I'm starved.
Adam: Let's eat!
Mac: Can't wait. Thank you.
Loretta: Pick yourself up.
Ada: Dust yourself off.
Ada and Loretta: And start all over again
Sam: That was some shower, wasn't it?
Amanda: More like a little drizzle to me.
Sam: Well, it was warm, at least.
Amanda: Right, which this room is not.
Amanda: My skin is peeling.
Sam: Hey, it's because of that soap. You're not supposed to shower with it.
Amanda: I didn't even know they still made this stuff.
Sam: My mom used it to clean floors.
Amanda: Great. Get under the covers. It's freezing.
Sam: Ok. Oh, great, just what I wanted -- an itchy blanket. It's marvelous.
Amanda: Um -- what are we going to wear tomorrow?
Sam: What do you mean?
Amanda: I mean that all of our clothes were in the car.
Amanda: What are you smiling for?
Sam: Oh, I just was thinking about the fact that I get to spend the rest of my life with you -- like this.
Amanda: So amusing.
Sam: Oh, it's like a dream.
Amanda: Right. Well, if it's a dream, then maybe you better wake up!
Sam: You know, you better stop that, kid, otherwise --
Amanda: Ooh, you don't scare me.
Sam: Oh! Oh, yeah? Well, you just might hurt my feelings and I might leave you.
Amanda: You wouldn't dare.
Sam: Yes. And then who would kill the nasty bugs for you?
Sam: Who would kill the big, black ones, the ones that scrunch when you step on them?
Amanda: Oh, no.
Sam: What the heck is that?
Amanda: It's an earthquake. Quick, get underneath the table.
Sam: No, no, no, no. Amanda, there are no earthquakes in this part of the country. Besides, there's no table.
Amanda: Maybe it's the end of the world.
Sam: Oh, that's logical. Yeah, sure. Wait a minute.
Sam: I know what it is.
Amanda: What is it?
Sam: It's the magic fingers.
Sam: They've finally had it. They've been here for years, and they're tired of shaking all the time.
Amanda: Would you stop?
Sam: What is -- oh! Hold on tight, Amanda!
Amanda: The picture just fell.
Sam: That's ok. I didn't like that picture, anyway.
Amanda: Sam, I'm scared. I'm really scared. Are you?
Sam: I'm calm. I'm -- really, I'm incredibly calm. I'm so calm, it's amazing.
Amanda: A train.
Sam: A big train.
Amanda: I bet you it's going to come right through this room, isn't it?
[Train whistle blows]
Amanda: Hold me!
Sam: It's ok, it's ok, it's ok, it's ok.
Amanda: It's gone. It's gone. Sam, that was so scary. I'm still shaking.
Sam: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Sam: I'm the one who -- whose idea it was to leave Palm Springs. And look at this place. This is terrible.
Amanda: So? I mean --
Sam: Come on.
Amanda: Where are you going?
Sam: I'm going to a phone. I'm going to get us another motel room or a rental car or something. Fly us back to Bay City if I have to.
Sam: Why? Isn't that obvious? Look at this place. It's awful.
Amanda: Yeah, it is.
Amanda: I've never been in anything this disgusting before in my life. But you know what?
Amanda: I've never had this much fun.
[Train whistle blows]
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