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Another World Transcript Monday 3/1/04
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Lisa: I tell you, I love having two minutes to put on makeup.
Jamie: It's your own fault, you know.
Lisa: Oh, yeah? How's that?
Jamie: Well, if you'd stop looking so beautiful in the morning --
Lisa: Well, if you got out of bed when the alarm went off --
Jamie: I would never have any fun. Come here, you. You know, I was going to wake you up when I got home last night, but you were sleeping too peacefully.
Lisa: Why didn't you wake me up?
Jamie: Well, the truth is I would've been bad company.
Lisa: I'm sorry about Donna's baby.
Jamie: Yeah, me, too. Listen, I've got -- I've got this silly fundraiser tonight I've got to go to, so don't count on me being home until late, ok?
Lisa: Oh, well, you'll probably beat me. I've got this teen seminar counseling thing that is bound to go long.
Jamie: Oh. Well, I'll see you when I see you, then, I guess.
Lisa: Ok. Have a good day.
Jamie: All right. You, too. Where are my keys?
Lisa: Maybe where you left them?
Jamie: I thought I put them on the counter. I'll check the bedroom. Would you check my sport coat for me, please?
John: Well, Mike, I won't keep you. I know you want to get back to her.
Michael: It's ok, John. She's asleep.
John: She's going to be all right, isn't she?
John: Mike, you don't sound so hot.
Michael: It's the baby, John.
John: What about it?
Michael: They couldn't save the baby.
John: Oh, man -- I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mike.
Michael: Look, I just don't know how I'm going to tell her.
John: She doesn't know?
Michael: No, she doesn't know. She hasn't come around yet.
John: Well, listen, you know, if there's anything I can do --
Michael: Thank you.
John: Take care, Mike.
Michael: Yeah. You, too.
Cheryl: John, what is it?
John: Nothing. Just leave me alone.
Nicole: Here you go, Vicky.
Vicky: Oh. Thanks, aunt Nicole.
Nicole: Yeah. Have you looked in lately?
Vicky: Yeah, she's still sleeping. Michael stayed in with her all night.
Nicole: Well, Michael must be exhausted.
Vicky: I've never seen my dad look so sad.
Nicole: He wanted this baby so much. And, you know, I've never seen Donna happier. This is a nightmare.
Vicky: I just can't stop thinking about her. Can't stop thinking how she's going to handle this.
Donna: You know, I was -- I was really having a wonderful dream. Mike, what is it? Why are you looking at me like that? I'm in the hospital.
Michael: Donna, don't -- don't move. Don't --
Donna: Why am I -- why am I here? I -- I -- I fell -- I fell, didn't I?
Donna: It really hurts.
Michael: I know, honey.
Donna: Well, but the baby -- I mean, the baby's all right, isn't he? He's ok?
Jamie: I found them. They were right there on the bureau where I left them. You know, that's a pretty good spot for me to keep them. Would you remind me to put them there all the time? Lisa?
Jamie: I'm leaving.
Lisa: Have a nice day.
Jamie: Yeah, well, that might not be very possible.
Lisa: Is she going to be told today?
Jamie: Yeah. I wish it was going to be in a couple of days.
Jamie: Well, she's still very weak, and I'd prefer her to have more strength.
Lisa: Jamie, there's not going to be a good time to tell her.
Jamie: No, no, that's true.
Lisa: It's so tragic.
Jamie: Yeah, I know. The Loves have had their fair share of bad news this year, haven't they?
Lisa: Because of Reginald.
Jamie: Yeah, I know. He put them all through it -- Donna, Nicole, and Vicky.
Jamie: I guess he won't anymore.
Lisa: No. He won't.
Jamie: Well, I've got to run.
Lisa: I'll see you later.
Jamie: Yeah. Unfortunately, much later. Bye.
[Door opens and closes]
John: Cheryl --
Cheryl: John, I just wanted to know what was wrong, that's all.
John: I know.
Cheryl: I thought maybe I could help.
John: It's Donna.
Cheryl: What's the matter? I thought she was ok.
John: She lost the baby.
Cheryl: Oh, John.
John: Mike was getting so excited about the idea of having a son.
Cheryl: That poor family. Well, at least they have each other, right? They have you.
John: Me? Yeah.
Cheryl: Yeah. They need you right now, John.
John: I don't know about that.
Cheryl: Hey, the way I see it, they need your support right now, John.
John: It's that simple, huh?
Cheryl: It's not exactly simple, but it's obvious.
John: Have you ever thought about going into counseling?
Cheryl: I guess I take after my mother, huh?
John: No, I think -- I think you're pretty unique. Thanks. I'd better get out to the Frame farm or that kitchen's never going to get done.
Cheryl: Oh, I almost forgot -- Corky called. He said he can't make it today.
John: He can't make it?
Cheryl: No, he said something came up.
John: Oh, something came up, huh? Well, even for Corky, that's an awfully weak excuse. I've got tons of work to get done out there.
Cheryl: Hey, you know what? I could help you.
Cheryl: Hey, don't act so surprised. Pops taught me a lot.
John: Oh, he did, huh?
Cheryl: Yes. I helped him add on our den. I did.
John: Great. Thanks, anyway.
Cheryl: At least I could hand you the tools, right? I could bring my own tools.
John: I've got -- I've got my own tools.
Cheryl: Well, you're going to be needing manpower -- or person power. I'm a person.
John: All right. All right, you're hired. But I'm warning you right now, I'm a tough boss.
Cheryl: Ok, boss.
John: Get your coat.
Cheryl: Ok. I'll meet you by the door.
John: All right.
Cheryl: All right.
Michael: Honey, you had a fall.
Donna: I -- I know.
Michael: You had a very bad fall.
Donna: Michael, what about the baby?
Michael: The reason that you're in pain is that you had a cesarean.
Donna: Oh, where -- where is the baby? I mean, it was too soon.
Michael: They did everything they could, honey. They lost the baby.
Michael: I'm sorry.
Donna: No, no, no. Not my baby. No. It's not true. It's not true. My son -- he's fine. He's just fine. I know he is.
Michael: Donna -- Donna -- Donna, I promise you, we'll have another baby.
Donna: No! I don't want another baby! I want him!
Michael: Please don't do this to yourself, honey. Please.
Donna: No. It's just not true. I mean, it happened to someone --
Michael: No, no.
Donna: No, no, no. No, Michael, he's alive. I know he's alive. I can feel him. I mean, won't you just give me your hand --
Michael: Donna -- Donna!
Donna: He's right here. Michael.
Michael: He's gone, baby.
Donna: No! Not my baby!
Michael: Donna --
Donna: He killed him.
Michael: Please. We got each other, and you're safe. We have God to thank for that.
Donna: No, I'm not safe. I'm not all right.
Michael: Donna --
Donna: My son is dead.
Michael: Look, we got to get through this together, all right?
Donna: My father killed him. He took my baby away from me.
Michael: Donna, look --
Donna: And I am never -- I'm never going to get to see him again.
Michael: We'll get through this together, all right? Honey, we have to. Just you and I.
Donna: Uh-uh, uh-uh, it's different.
Michael: What's different?
Donna: It's completely different.
Michael: Donna, what are you talking about?
Donna: I am not afraid of him anymore, Michael.
Michael: Donna --
Donna: I want him dead. And I don't care what I have to do, where I have to go. I'm going to find him, and I'm going to see it that he dies, even if I have to do it myself.
Michael: Donna, you won't have to do that --
Donna: No, no, Michael, I have to do that!
Michael: No, you won't have to do it, Donna. He's dead.
Adam: Of all the incompetent --
Officer: I'll take full responsibility, sergeant.
Adam: You got that right, pal.
Officer: But we had every reason to believe --
Adam: You had every reason to doubt! I gave you a direct order -- stop that ambulance and search it! How much time did you give him, anyway? How much time did you give Reginald Love?
Officer: We were told he was bedridden.
Adam: You were told? Don't you know anything about following an order? Doesn't the academy tell you anything about verifying?
Officer: Yes, sergeant.
Adam: And when you say that you are going to accept responsibility for something, pal, you do it! I ought to bust down to a beat, mister. I think instead -- I think instead I'm going to assign you to accounting.
Officer: Sergeant --
Adam: That way maybe you'll learn something about verifying my gas receipts. Get out of here.
Adam: What do you want?
Roxanne: You asked me to come in with my notebook, remember?
Adam: What for?
Roxanne: Maybe so I could write down something?
Adam: Don't get smart with me this morning.
Roxanne: No, sergeant.
Adam: I'm in no mood for it.
Roxanne: No, sergeant.
Adam: When I figure out what it is that I wanted you in here for, I'll call you back, ok?
Roxanne: So I should go back to my desk and stand by, then?
Adam: That's what you're paid for, isn't it?
Roxanne: If you say so, sergeant. I'm not going to argue with you. Uh-uh, not today. No way.
Adam: You got any messages?
Lisa: Good morning.
Adam: No, it's not a good morning. There's nothing even remotely good about this morning.
Lisa: I'm sorry. I heard about Donna and Michael's baby.
Adam: No. I'm the one who's sorry. I've been slamming around here, yelling at everybody, even you.
Lisa: Do you want to talk about it?
Adam: Lisa, we could've gotten him. We could've stopped him. We should've stopped him.
Lisa: It's over now.
Adam: Not for Donna. Not for Mike. Imagine what they're going through right now.
Lisa: But that's not your fault.
Adam: I was the one who was in charge! I should've been right there at that hospital.
Lisa: You can't be everywhere.
Adam: None of this mess would even have happened if I hadn't gone to that stupid party.
Lisa: You're being way too hard on yourself.
Adam: Dave may have blown the assignment, but I was the one who assigned him. The buck stops here.
Lisa: Adam, if you want to beat yourself up over this, just go ahead, but I know what kind of cop you are.
Adam: That's very nice. I appreciate the pep talk.
Lisa: It's the truth. I am proud to be working with you.
Adam: You always know what to say.
Lisa: Yeah, I should write a book -- "always what to say."
Adam: Seriously, it's -- it's nice having you here. To work, I mean. We're not getting much work done now, are we?
Lisa: I have your messages.
Adam: Hmm. And I have your next assignment.
Adam: Mm-hmm. Hmm, you're going to like this one.
Lisa: I get to go undercover?
Adam: What you get to do is you get to go talk to hospital administrators about press releases for the Police department.
Lisa: Wow. I can hardly stand the excitement.
Adam: Hospital administrators. Bay City General. Hey, you get a chance to go see Jamie.
Lisa: Great. Thanks, Adam.
Vicky: Ooh, he has been in there so long.
Nicole: Come on and sit down.
Vicky: I can't.
Nicole: It might be a while before we can see Donna.
Vicky: I wish I knew how she was reacting to this whole thing.
Nicole: She's strong, Vicky. She's stronger than anybody knows.
Vicky: There's a limit, Nicole. Don't you just think there's a limit to how much one woman can take?
Vicky: Jamie. I'm really glad you're here.
Jamie: Come here.
Cheryl: Looks like there's still a lot to do, huh?
John: Should've seen it when we started.
Cheryl: Hmm. So, what do we do today?
John: Well, I've got to hang the cabinet.
Cheryl: Ok. Sounds easy enough.
John: All we got to do is find something for you to do.
Cheryl: Wait a second. I thought I was supposed to help you.
John: Well, you are. You see, I've got miles and miles of that molding that has to be sanded.
Cheryl: That's what I'm going to be doing? The sanding?
John: That's what Corky was going to do for me.
Cheryl: Miles and miles of it?
John: A slight exaggeration. Here. Why don't you just get started on this.
Cheryl: Ok. How smooth do you want it?
John: You remember that dress that you wore in Nicole's show, the one that looked like silk?
Cheryl: Yeah, yeah. I think it was silk.
John: That smooth. Ahem.
Cheryl: Where's the sandpaper?
John: It's in the toolbox.
John: Start with the coarse.
Cheryl: Ok, don't worry. It'll be smooth as silk. Oh. I'm not in your way, am I?
John: No, you're fine. You're just fine.
Jamie: I am so sorry about what happened.
Vicky: I just wish I knew how she was taking this.
Nicole: We haven't been able to see Donna since she woke up.
Jamie: Donna's fine physically.
Nicole: Oh, thank God for that. Do you know when she'll be able to go home?
Jamie: Well, it'll at least be several days before she'll be discharged to go home.
Vicky: Home? To what?
Jamie: Vicky isn't taking this very well.
Nicole: Well, how do you take it well?
Jamie: It's a good question.
Nicole: I know what you mean, though. I usually can talk to her, but not now.
Jamie: Let me see what I can do.
Vicky: Why did this have to happen, Jamie?
Jamie: Is there anything I can do?
Vicky: Oh, I wish there were.
Jamie: Well, you'll feel better after you talk to Donna.
Vicky: No, no, she's supposed to comfort me?
Jamie: No, no, no, that's not what I said.
Vicky: I was too late. I was just too late. I could have avoided this whole thing. I was too late.
Jamie: Now, what are you talking about? How could you have avoided this?
Vicky: I told my grandfather I didn't want anything to do with him.
Jamie: So, what's wrong with that?
Vicky: He wanted a grandchild. He wanted somebody he could control. And if I wouldn't have acted the way I did towards him --
Jamie: He would've taken you instead of Donna?
Vicky: And I would have done it, Jamie.
Jamie: Vicky --
Vicky: I would've done it. I would've gone, and -- and Donna could've had her baby.
Jamie: Do you think that would've made her happy? To have her baby and lose you?
Vicky: Well, at least nobody would've died.
Jamie: Now, Vicky, listen to me. You couldn't have done anything. Nobody could have. Reginald Love forced people to make choices that no one should have to make. Stop blaming yourself. Do what you have to do.
Vicky: I wish I knew what that was.
Jamie: Be strong for your mother and father. They need you, Vicky, now more than ever.
Donna: My -- my father is dead?
Michael: I tried to save him, Donna.
Michael: No matter what kind of an animal he was, no matter what kind of a monster this man was, he was still your father.
Donna: Was. I -- I have no father. No son. No father. They're both gone, Michael. They're both --
Michael: Jamie --
Jamie: Donna, Nicole and Vicky are outside waiting to see you.
Michael: Look, are you up for that?
Jamie: I can ask them to come back --
Donna: No, it's ok. It's ok.
Michael: All right. I've got to go down to the police station and finish filling out my report. I'll be back. Ok?
Michael: Keep an eye on her for me, please, Jamie?
Jamie: How are you feeling?
Michael: Look, you keep an eye on your mom, ok?
Michael: I got to go --
Man: Mr. Hudson, Daniel Cole, "Bay City News." Could you give us a statement about the death of Reginald Love?
Michael: I have nothing to say to you.
Daniel: But if you just give us the truth, Mr. Hudson.
Michael: What is that supposed to mean?
Daniel: We want to know why your father-in-law died. What really happened up on that roof?
Michael: Just what are you trying to imply?
Daniel: Well, there's been some speculation, sir --
Michael: What kind of speculation?
Vicky: You don't have to talk to them.
Daniel: That the fall that Mr. Love took was not an accident.
Nicole: Please, would you just leave us alone?
Daniel: Look, everyone is aware of the feud that exists between you two --
Vicky: My father would never do anything to hurt anyone intentionally, so why don't you just get out of here!
Daniel: Mr. Hudson, look, if you could just give some kind of a statement --
Nicole: Look, Mr. Hudson will not talk to you! Please, leave us alone, all of you!
Michael: Victoria, I'm going to go down to the station, all right? Maybe I can drag some of these guys with me. Bye.
Daniel: Mr. Hudson? Mr. Hudson, if you'd just give us some statement --
Vicky: How can they do that?
Nicole: We have to make sure those reporters don't go into Donna's room.
Vicky: Oh, yeah, wouldn't that be wonderful if they just --
Vicky: Oh, Jamie, can I go in and see her yet?
Jamie: Yes, but one at a time and only for a few minutes. She's still very weak.
Nicole: Vicky, why don't you go in first, ok?
Jamie: Are you all right?
Nicole: Yeah. I was just wondering how my father died.
Vicky: Mom? I am so sorry. How are -- how are you feeling?
Donna: Tired. Are you all right?
Vicky: I'm confused, trying to sort through all of this stuff. It's so unfair. It's so unfair, except --
Donna: Except that your grandfather's dead. Is that what you were going to say?
Vicky: He's not going to hurt us anymore. He's not.
Donna: No. No, he isn't.
Vicky: I guess that's one thing we can be thankful for.
Vicky: Mom, I know how much you wanted that baby. I know.
Donna: I thought I felt him kick --
Vicky: Oh --
Donna: A little while ago. I thought -- I thought I felt him kick.
Vicky: I can't replace him. I can't -- I can't replace your loss. But I'm here. If you need me, I'll be here.
John: Getting bored?
Cheryl: You know, you don't have to let me do all the easy stuff. I want to prove to you how capable I am.
John: You don't have to prove anything to me.
Cheryl: I just don't want you to think that I'm one of these wimpy girls.
John: Well, Cheryl, I will admit, it's awfully tough for me to imagine someone who looks like you look wandering around in a hard hat. You know what I mean?
Cheryl: So, what's next?
John: Well, I got to find the list that Jason said that he left here -- a list of priority things that he wants to get done.
Cheryl: So, does that mean you're going to let me do some work, some real work?
John: Some real work, yes. I'll let do real work.
Cheryl: Thank you. You're a good guy.
John: Yeah, I know I am. And you can start by going out to the truck. There's a box of finishing nails in there I need.
Cheryl: Ok. Be right back.
John: Wonder where he left this thing. Maybe over here.
John: "R.L."? Reginald Love?
Cheryl: Okey-dokey, John, I got your nails. Where would you like me to put them? I guess I'll just put them here, ok?
John: Yeah, that's -- that's fine. That's just fine.
Nurse: Hi, Vicky, what can I do for you?
Vicky: If my mom needs me, can you just tell her I'll be right over there?
Vicky: Hi, Lisa.
Lisa: How's Donna?
Vicky: She's going to make it through.
Lisa: That's good.
Vicky: I guess you heard about the baby, huh?
Lisa: Yeah. I'm sorry.
Vicky: Me, too.
Lisa: Vicky, there's something I have to talk to you about.
Vicky: What is it?
Michael: He lunged at me with a knife. I backed out of the way. He went over the edge. That's it.
Adam: That statement's already on record.
Michael: Reginald Love died. What more do you want?
Adam: You got everything?
Roxanne: "Reginald Love died."
Adam: That's it.
Roxanne: I'll get this typed up.
Adam: Right away.
Roxanne: Right away and add it to the other statements, so when the commissioner calls down, we'll have it all ready for him.
Adam: Good, Roxanne. That's very good.
Roxanne: It's nothing. That's why I get paid megabucks. Oh, which reminds me --
Adam: I've already put in your request for a pay raise. It's out of my hands.
Roxanne: Thank you, sergeant. Goodbye, Mr. Hudson.
Michael: "Reginald Love died." Adam, if that's all -- if only -- if only that's the only thing that had happened.
Adam: You told Donna?
Michael: Yeah. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
Adam: Mike, I knew he was going to get out on bail. I should've called you.
Michael: No, come on. Don't blame yourself, Adam.
Adam: I should've handled this whole thing --
Michael: No, I should've handled this!
I should've had my security people there.
I should've been guarding her. He should not have gotten within a foot of her!
Adam: Look, Donna wanted to go. Everybody knows that.
Michael: All she wanted to do was spend one night like a normal human being. Is that too much to ask?
Adam: No, it's not. Except that Reginald had other ideas.
Michael: Reginald. I never thought he'd get his drink so fast. I -- I mean, I knew he was going to come after us. I knew he would sooner or later, but not -- not for a while. I just -- I dropped my guard, Adam. Adam, I told Donna that I was going to protect her, and I blew it.
Vicky: My earring.
Lisa: I know. I recognized it from last night.
Vicky: Oh, I completely forgot about it.
Lisa: Did you?
Vicky: Where'd you find it?
Lisa: In Jamie's pocket?
Vicky: What do you do, Lisa, wait till he goes out of the apartment and go searching through his pockets to find --
Lisa: He asked me to look in his pocket for his keys. He obviously didn't know the earring was there.
Vicky: Or maybe he forgot.
Lisa: I doubt it.
Vicky: Lisa, my earring broke and I had no place to put it. I didn't have a purse or a pocket, so Jamie offered to put it in his. That's all that happened.
Lisa: Makes sense.
Vicky: All that's going on with Donna -- I completely forgot about it, and I'm sure Jamie did, too.
Jamie: Jamie did, too, what?
Vicky: You want to explain, Lisa?
Lisa: We were talking about this.
Jamie: Oh, Vicky, I'm sorry. I forgot to give that back to you.
Vicky: It's ok.
Jamie: Completely slipped my mind.
Vicky: Mine, too. I'm going to go check and see how my mother is. Earring?
Jamie: What was that all about?
Lisa: I was trying to find out how Vicky's earring got in your pocket.
Jamie: Why didn't you ask me?
Lisa: I didn't want to put you on the spot.
Jamie: So you put her on the spot instead? What did you think happened, anyway?
Lisa: I wasn't sure.
Jamie: Well, how did you think I ended up with her earring?
Lisa: I hadn't figured it out yet.
Jamie: But you had a pretty good idea, huh?
Lisa: What do you expect?
Jamie: Well, I expect you to talk to me first before you go confronting someone completely innocent.
Lisa: Oh, please.
Jamie: And didn't it occur to you that the timing of this wasn't very good for her right now?
Lisa: How can you be so naive?
Jamie: What is that supposed to mean?
Lisa: Vicky planned this this way.
Jamie: Oh, what?
Lisa: She knew this would happen.
Jamie: No, no, no, Lisa, you think that she planned it this way.
Lisa: I don't know what I think anymore.
Jamie: Well, how about trying to give her the benefit of the doubt?
Lisa: Ok. I'm sorry. You're right. I made a mistake.
Jamie: Lisa, you've really got to stop this.
Nicole: Oh, I talked to Peter. Donna, he feels terrible. He said he could come if you want him to --
Donna: No, I don't want him here. He just reminds me too much of father.
Nicole: I understand.
Donna: You know, I -- I really can't believe he's gone, Nicole.
Nicole: Neither can I.
Donna: All our lives, he tried to destroy us. You know what? I don't think a day went by that I didn't worry about how he was going to try to hurt us. And now he is -- he's dead.
Nicole: I keep asking myself, how could this have happened?
Donna: I just keep thinking about all of those things he did to us, about him punishing us.
Nicole: Well, it's a good thing we had each other, huh?
Donna: Yeah. You always stood up for me.
Nicole: Hey, you're my big sister. I worshipped you.
Donna: Yeah, well, the only good times that I really remember were when you and I -- when you and I used to sneak into each other's room and we'd talk about the things that he did. And then we'd make this pact that we were just going to run away and we'd never have to face him again.
Nicole: Yeah, remember that game we used to play? Hmm? We used to fantasize that we could be anything we wanted to be when we grew up and he couldn't stop us.
Donna: Yep. Yeah, you always wanted to be an actress.
Nicole: Oh, no, only for a while. And then I think I wanted to be a brain surgeon.
Donna: That one didn't last very long.
Nicole: Uh-uh. Only for a day, I think.
Donna: You know what? I think less than that because you were always changing your careers every 10 minutes.
Nicole: And now look.
Donna: Yeah. And now look. You -- you are a wonderful, successful designer.
Nicole: And you -- all you ever wanted was to be in love.
Donna: And to be a mother. I just -- I just wanted to be a really good mother. It hasn't happened the way I thought it would.
Nicole: Hey. Maybe you should get some rest. Close your eyes.
Lisa: What happened?
Adam: What happened? A book fell. That's what happened.
Adam: Sounded like a gunshot, didn't it?
Adam: I'm a little jittery myself. I guess we all are.
Adam: Are you ok?
Lisa: Yeah, I'm fine. I was just daydreaming.
Cheryl: Okey-dokey, John. I'm done with the circular saw. What else would you like me to do?
Cheryl: Hey, you haven't done anything.
John: Oh, well, this is kind of my mid morning slowdown. This isn't a priority project, anyway.
Cheryl: All right. What else was on the list?
John: I never found the list. I guess we're on our own.
Cheryl: What would you like me to do?
John: I had some drill bits around here someplace, and I can't seem to find them.
Cheryl: Out in the truck?
John: Would you mind?
John: "R.L." It has to be Reginald.
John: What the -- 600 bucks?
Donna: You're so beautiful. You're so tiny. Lance. Oh, Michael.
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