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Another World Transcript Monday 3/22/04
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Mary's voice: No!
Jason's voice: Listen to me, Mary. I know what you need.
Mary's voice: No, no.
Jason's voice: Mary, it's me.
Mary: No, no. No. No.
Jason's voice: Mary, please.
Mary's voice: No. No. Reginald, no! No, Reginald, no!
Scott: Mom, what is it? What's the matter? Are you all right?
Scott: Mom, what's the matter? What is it? I was out in the hallway, and I heard you yell.
Mary: I'm sorry, sweetheart.
Scott: I heard you say dad's name.
Mary: Well, I was -- I was reading and I fell asleep, and I think I was having a nightmare.
Scott: Well, it must have been a beauty, huh?
Mary: I don't remember.
Scott: Are you sure?
Mary: Yeah, I'm sure.
Scott: You know, when I was a little kid, you used to tell me to tell my dreams to you and that way I wouldn't have them again. Hmm?
Mary: Well, but I don't remember.
Scott: It was something about dad, wasn't it?
Mary: Probably because of the will and everything, you know.
Scott: Well, listen, you were upset last night, too.
Mary: Oh, and I took it out on you. I'm so sorry about that.
Scott: No, it's ok, Mom. It's ok, but I just want to know what's bothering you right now.
Mary: I think probably it's just my new job.
Scott: You said you were looking forward to that job.
Mary: I am, but it starts tomorrow, and there's a lot of responsibility involved.
Scott: And that made you dream about dad? I don't understand.
Mary: Oh, well, I'm going to be counseling Michael and Donna, and to do that, you have to deal with what Reginald, you know, did to them.
Scott: Ah. I get it.
Mary: Yeah. So, have you decided what you're going to do with the money he left you?
Scott: Yeah, I'm giving it to AIDS research.
Mary: All of it?
Scott: Yeah. I just don't want it myself, and I figured this way, dad is not giving me a bunch of cash.
Mary: Oh, gosh, I love you.
Scott: You're supposed to, you're my mother.
Mary: Thanks for worrying about me, my sweetie. But I'm going to be terrific. I'm going to be great.
Scott: Yeah, well, I hope so.
Mary: Oh, you just wait and see.
Ada: What are you doing here, Jason?
Jason: Hi, Ada.
Ada: What are you doing here, Jason?
Jason: I left some boxes upstairs. I thought I'd pick them up.
Ada: You didn't leave anything upstairs. I checked.
Jason: I just don't understand why you act that way to me.
Ada: Well, you should understand.
Jason: Why don't you take care of your business, I'll take care of my business.
Ada: You haven't got any business here.
Jason: Says who?
Ada: Says Mary, that's who.
Vince: Ada, sorry I'm late. Oh, hi, Jason.
Jason: Vinny, hi.
Vince: What are you doing here?
Ada: Well, he was just dying for some of my chicken noodle soup, so I'm going to fix him a container to go.
Vince: Pretty long drive from the farm for --
Scott: Vince? There you are. Excuse me.
Vince: What's wrong?
Scott: It's Mom. I think she's a little more bothered about things than she wants to admit.
Vince: What things are you talking about?
Scott: Well, she says it's Reginald's will and her job, but I think it's a lot more than that.
Vince: Well, do you think she wants to talk to me?
Scott: She didn't say so, but I think it might be a good idea.
Ada: Why don't you go and see her, Vince. I'll take over from here.
Jason: I'll see you all later, ok?
Vince: He left without his soup.
Ada: He'll live. Go and see Mary.
Vince: All right.
Ada: What's the matter with Mary?
Scott: Oh, I was walking by her room, and I heard her yell out, and I guess she had a nightmare.
Ada: Well, I'm glad you told Vince about it. He'll take care of her.
Scott: What's the story with Jason?
Ada: I don't know. Why?
Scott: As soon as I mention mom's name, he takes off.
Ada: Well, don't worry about it. He's not going to be seeing your mother anymore.
Felicia: Yeah, send down those shrimp puffs. Right. Oh, about a dozen. Yeah, she loves them. Hi. Uh-huh. Oh, 7:30 is good. Fine. Right. Thanks. Hi.
Mitch: Who loves shrimp puffs?
Felicia: Your mother.
Felicia: Now, Mitch, don't get mad, all right?
Mitch: Why are you seeing her?
Felicia: It's only for cocktails. It's not the week.
Mitch: I don't understand why you're seeing her at all.
Felicia: Because it's your mother.
Mitch: In name only.
Felicia: Besides, I like her. I do.
Mitch: You know, I thought you were a smart lady.
Felicia: I am a smart lady.
Mitch: Then why are you being suckered in, even if she is my mom?
Felicia: Can't you accept the possibility that she could change?
Mitch: She won't change.
Felicia: Mitch, come on.
Mitch: Let me tell you what's going to happen. She's going to come over here, and she's going to start laying out a few compliments. You know, nothing too thick, but just so that you'll notice it. And then she's going to start talking about herself, and she'll probably reveal a few things, something personal, just so that she can gain your confidence. And then she's going to tell you -- right when she has you where she wants you, she's going to tell you that you're nuts to have anything to do with me.
Felicia: Mitch, she would never do that.
Mitch: Oh, no? No, you wait. You wait and you see.
Felicia: Over cocktails? Mitch --
Mitch: You won't even know what hit you. She'll plant her seed.
Felicia: You know, no matter what she plants, it's not going to take me away from you.
Felicia: Besides, maybe I can bring the two of you together.
Mitch: No. No, I don't think so.
Felicia: Why don't you try and stop by. Wouldn't that be nice? You could say hello.
Mitch: I don't think that -- I don't think she'll like that.
Felicia: Oh, she would, too. She loves you, and I'm going to make you see that.
Kevin: I'm telling you, man, she knew I was lying.
Matthew: Maybe I should call her back.
Kevin: Maybe you should figure out a way to get out of this mess you're in.
Matthew: Yeah, well, I'll take care of that later. She really sounded upset, huh?
Kevin: Well, she sounded like she was trying not to sound upset.
Matthew: Great. When she does that, you know she really is upset.. Man, last thing I wanted to do was hurt my mom.
Rachel: To us.
Mac: I'll drink to that.
Rachel: This is rather nice, isn't it?
Rachel: No children barging in.
Mac: Well, aren't you going to tell me what Matthew said?
Rachel: Oh, I can't.
Mac: Why not?
Rachel: Because he wasn't there -- or so Kevin said.
Mac: You think Kevin was lying?
Rachel: I think something's up. I know it.
Loretta: Oh, there you are. I knew you darlings were hiding somewhere.
Mac: Hilda caved in.
Rachel: We're just having a quiet cocktail alone.
Loretta: Then you're just the ones to help me with this big decision -- which of these dresses do you think I should wear? I'm having cocktails with Felicia.
Mac: Oh, isn't that nice. Maybe you'll strike it lucky, she'll spring for dinner, too.
Rachel: The pink one is lovely.
Loretta: I think so, too. I'll just have Hilda give it a quick press, and I'm off.
Loretta: See you at dinner.
Mac: I don't care what you say, she is not joining us for our dinner.
Rachel: She can't.
Mac: Why not?
Rachel: I told Hilda she wasn't going to be here for dinner. Hilda's only making two Cornish game hens.
Amanda: Hey, did I hear somebody say "Cornish game hens"?
Mac: So glad to see you.
Amanda: What are you guys doing in here?
Rachel: Don't ask. Well, we didn't expect to see you this evening.
Amanda: No, but Sam's out driving, so I guess I got a little lonely.
Mac: He told you, then?
Amanda: Yeah. Yeah, he told me. I'm not crazy about it, but he keeps telling me that it's ok.
Rachel: I'm glad he told you.
Amanda: He said that you were one of his first fares, daddy.
Mac: Yes. We were both shocked and surprised to see one another, I can tell you.
Amanda: I never knew what it was going to be like not having enough money.
Rachel: Well, we tried to tell you, sweetie.
Amanda: I could take it if it was me going off to a crummy job, but watching him leave to go drive a taxi
Rachel: Oh, I'm just glad you're here.
Amanda: Yeah, so am I. Besides, I have the rough draft of an article that I wanted you to look at.
Mac: Oh, I'd be delighted.
Amanda: Great. Am I interrupting?
Rachel: Have you had anything to eat?
Amanda: No. Are those game hens stuffed with wild rice?
Mac: You know they are. Come on, let's go down and see Helen. I'll read your article, she can scrounge up something for you to eat.
Amanda: I miss Helen. I miss a lot of things.
Rachel: Oh, that's just because your life is so new right now.
Amanda: Yeah, I guess. I don't suppose you think it would be a good idea to ask Sam to come back to "Brava," would you?
Mac: Darling, he's doing his very best to support you. I wouldn't interfere if I were you.
Amanda: Yeah. Right.
Mac: I never thought I'd hear myself saying this, but I really admire his newfound sense of responsibility. Ah, that's better. Come on, let's hit the kitchen.
Rachel: Oh, Matthew. What's going on with you? Why won't you talk with me?
Jamie: Oh, come on, baby. Where are you?
Jason: Who was that?
Jamie: That didn't take you long.
Jason: Still can't get Lisa, huh?
Jamie: I didn't say that.
Jason: You didn't have to.
Jamie: So, what happened?
Jason: Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Jamie: I hate being here on call. I'd much rather be down there working so I wouldn't have to wait like this.
Jason: Want your work to get your mind into something so you don't have to think about anything, do you?
Jamie: Want to tell me what's wrong?
Jason: No, I even don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to think about it!
Jamie: All right.
Jason: Maybe I should just forget it. There's nothing I can do.
Jamie: I'm sorry, I don't follow.
Jason: There's no way I'm going to be able to sit and not do something.
Jamie: Are you sure you're ok?
Jason: I'm going to talk to her whether she wants to talk to me or not.
Jamie: I know how you feel, uncle Jason.
Rachel: Lisa, hi.
Lisa: Hi. Loretta let me in. She said you were -- oh. You and Mac are having an evening alone.
Rachel: Oh, Mac is working on an article with Amanda. It's ok. Come in, sit down. Jamie at the hospital?
Lisa: I don't know where Jamie is.
Rachel: I don't understand.
Lisa: You know what? I better go. I -- I'm sorry.
Rachel: Honey, is something wrong?
Lisa: No, I interrupted you. It's ok.
Rachel: Lisa, I might not be able to help, sweetie, and I know it's probably awkward, but maybe you need somebody to talk to?
Lisa: Jamie and I -- well, Jamie spent the night at Jason's last night. He said we have to have some time apart.
Rachel: Why at Jason's?
Lisa: I don't know, but I guess it's all for the best. I don't mean the Jason part, but the separation.
Gee, you know, I shouldn't be telling you this. You're his mother.
Rachel: Honey, I'm your friend. I'm here to talk to whenever you like. Sit down.
Lisa: Well, Vicky has made up her mind that she's going to have Jamie, and nothing's going to stop her.
Rachel: Jamie doesn't have anything to say about this?
Lisa: He doesn't believe that she's after him. He just thinks she's needy.
Rachel: And when you try to straighten him out on that point, he gets angry with you?
Lisa: How did you guess?
Rachel: Because men tend to fall for that bit.
Lisa: Yeah, especially with a barracuda like Vicky.
Rachel: What are you going to do about it?
Lisa: What can I do?
Rachel: I think there ought to be plenty of things if you think it's worth it.
Lisa: I love Jamie. He makes me very happy -- at least he used to.
Rachel: Oh, honey, and I think you're one of the best things that's happened to him in a long time.
Lisa: Thank you. I refuse to sink to Vicky's level.
Rachel: Good. I don't think you ought to, but I don't think you have to sit around and take it, either.
Lisa: Well, aggressive man-chasing is not my best event.
Rachel: Well, then don't do that. But maybe you and I can come up with something, something that will get Jamie out of Jason's house and back where he belongs.
Donna: Hmm. So this man is a real do-it-yourselfer?
Vicky: Well, so he says.
Donna: Well, I think it's great. I mean, here you are, a wealthy young lady, you're going to fix this place up yourself.
Vicky: You got it.
Donna: Yeah. Oh, honey, I just hope you'll be very happy here.
Vicky: Thank you. I will.
Donna: You know, your father and I are looking forward to having you and this man over for dinner some night.
Vicky: Mom --
Donna: You know, I'm beginning to think that you don't want us to meet this man..
Vicky: No, it's not that.
Donna: No. No, I think I'm starting to worry a little bit here.
Vicky: Mom, don't worry about it.
Donna: No, I wonder what kind of guy this is.
Vicky: You're getting this all wrong.
Donna: Victoria, look, honey, I know that you've been hurt in the past, but if you've become involved with somebody that you don't want us to meet --
Vicky: Mom, you are jumping to all the wrong conclusions.
Donna: I don't think I am. You know, maybe I shouldn't even have come over here today. It's obvious now that you really don't -- you don't want me to be a part of your life.
Vicky: It's Jamie.
Vicky: The guy I'm interested in -- it's Jamie Frame.
Donna: Jamie broke up with Lisa?
Vicky: No, no, but they're having problems.
Donna: Well -- you wouldn't have anything to do with those problems --
Vicky: No, Mom, you don't understand.
Donna: Well, then why don't you explain it to me.
Vicky: Jamie -- he's different. He understands me.
Donna: Well, what about Lisa?
Vicky: Now, come on, you're going to be more concerned about Lisa than about me?
Donna: No, no, I am very concerned about you right now. I mean, Victoria, I really don't believe this, and I don't believe Jamie --
Vicky: No, it doesn't have anything to do with Jamie.
Donna: Oh, no?
Vicky: Well, I kind of arranged some things just so we could have a little bit of time together. Well, because --
Donna: Because what?
Vicky: Because Lisa's all wrong for him.
Donna: Oh, great. Oh, this is just great.
Vicky: Now, Mom, why shouldn't I go for what I want?
Donna: Oh, oh, there's no reason, except maybe you've forgotten all those hours that Lisa sat beside your bed and maybe you've forgotten that she trusts you and maybe you've forgotten that she thinks you're her friend.
Vicky: Why are you yelling at me? Now, why can't you just want me to be happy?
Donna: I do, honey. I do want you to be happy. But, I, better than anybody, understands that manipulation and deception -- I mean, it just leaves you cold and lonely.
Vicky: No, it is not like that.
Donna: Look, you remember your grandfather's will. You remember how he said that you were like him.
Vicky: I am not like him.
Donna: I know, I know. I know, but you have to listen to me. Do you think the Reginalds of the world are just born that way? They become like that day by day. I mean, first they start out saying, "why shouldn't I have what I want?" And then they go out and get it because they think they deserve it, and then they sit there and they say, "people can just take care of themselves." Honey, you've got to be careful. You have to be very careful, or you could -- you could be on the road that your grandfather has laid out for you.
Lisa: I'm so glad I came over here tonight.
Rachel: Well, I'm glad you thought you could confide in me.
Lisa: There's one thing we may both have to face.
Rachel: What's that?
Lisa: Jamie may not want to be with me anymore.
Rachel: You think he doesn't?
Lisa: I don't know. But if he does -- does decide that, I'll just have to accept it because I don't want to manipulate him into being with me.
Rachel: It wouldn't work anyway, would it? But I think you ought to have more faith in your relationship.
Lisa: I'll try.
Mac: Hello, Lisa.
Mac: How you feeling?
Lisa: I feel great. Well, I guess I'll be going.
Mac: Please don't rush off.
Lisa: Well, I know you have a lot of work to do.
Mac: I read Amanda's article. It's terrific.
Rachel: Did you get something to eat?
Amanda: Um --
Mac: You don't have to be ashamed, darling. After all, you're eating for two.
Amanda: Well, maybe that's why I hate two Cornish game hens.
Mac: I told her I thought it was wonderful after all those years of dieting to see her with a really healthy appetite.
Lisa: Well, thank you, Rachel.
Rachel: Ok, darling. We'll keep in touch.
Amanda: You know, we should get together sometime soon. Why don't you give me a call, and you and Jamie and me and Sam can all go out.
Lisa: Yeah, that would be nice. Well, good night.
Amanda: Good night.
Mac: Good night. Come back soon.
Rachel: Good night.
Amanda: Did I say something wrong?
Rachel: There's a problem.
Mac: What's a problem?
Loretta: Oh, Amanda, I thought I heard your voice.
Amanda: Hi, Loretta.
Loretta: Well, where's that son of mine? Isn't he with you?
Amanda: No, no, he's working.
Loretta: I am going to tell him he cannot put you out of the loft just because he gets the urge to paint.
Amanda: Oh, he didn't. He's not working in the loft tonight.
Loretta: I don't understand.
Rachel: Amanda, didn't you say he had an outside project?
Amanda: Yes, yes, that's what he's doing.
Loretta: But he can't leave you alone all evening.
Mac: Oh, she's not alone.
Loretta: I just had a marvelous idea.
Loretta: Why don't you meet me there in about an hour and a half. I'll pick up some Chinese food, and we can spend the evening together.
Amanda: Oh, I already ate.
Loretta: Well, then I'll just get a sandwich for myself, and we can talk. Unless, you don't want to do that.
Amanda: Oh, it isn't that I wouldn't want to, Loretta.
Mac: Loretta, shouldn't you be going over to Felicia's?
Loretta: Oh, yes, I guess I really should.
Rachel: Loretta, I've got an idea. When you're ready to leave Felicia's, why don't you give us a call, and if Amanda's left, you can go straight there.
Loretta: That's a great idea. Well, I'm off.
Rachel: Bye-bye. Have fun.
Amanda: Bye. Thanks.
Mac: She getting on your nerves?
Amanda: No. I like Loretta. I really do.
Rachel: So do we.
Mac: She does presume a lot, though.
Amanda: It's just sometimes I really wish that she had someone else to talk to.
Vince: Are you sure you're ok?
Mary: I'm fine, yes. Thank you for coming up.
Vince: I guess I better go.
Mary: When the kids were little and they had nightmares, they always wanted you, and now I know why.
Vince: Hmm. See you.
Mary: Yeah. Bye.
Mary: So cute.
[Knock on door]
Mary: I'm all right.
Mary: Get out of here!
Jason: Mary, I got to talk to you.
Mary: I said get out of here.
Jason: Don't you think I realize that I was wrong? I'm sorry.
Mary: I don't want you here.
Jason: I can't let it end with you thinking I'd do something deliberately to hurt you.
Mary: Well, you did hurt me, and it's not just the bruises on my wrists.
Jason: Oh, God, I'm sorry.
Mary: Jason, I don't want to go through this with you, really.
Jason: Look, if a man has only one good thing in his life, that makes everything else mean something. And if I blew that, then I'm stupid.
Mary: I think you need help.
Jason: I was drunk. It was a big mistake, and I was upset. Mary, I was just trying to show you that -- what there really is between us. Mary, I love you.
Mary: That's it. Out -- now!
Jason: But you have to believe I wouldn't do anything to hurt you again, not ever.
Mary: I don't have to do anything. I don't have to do anything. I don't think you even know what you did.
Jason: Yeah, I know what I did. I wake up in the morning thinking about it.
Mary: Yeah, so do I. I don't have a whole lot of sympathy for you. Now get out!
Jason: Please, just let me talk to you about it. Let me try to --
Mary: I said get out!
Jason: Mary --
Ada: Well, what is everybody doing in here?
Mac: We were hiding from Loretta, but it didn't work.
Ada: Hi, sweetheart. You look wonderful.
Ada: Well, is Loretta still not showing any signs of leaving?
Mac: Not a one.
Amanda: Oh, come on, what are you complaining about? I've got her for tonight, anyway. Look, I hate to leave so soon, but I am feeling kind of tired.
Mac: It's all right.
Rachel: Well, why don't we just tell Loretta that when she calls.
Ada: Are you looking for something to keep Loretta busy?
Mac: Right. You got an idea?
Ada: Maybe. What day is it?
Amanda and Mac: Wednesday.
Rachel: Where are you going?
Ada: To take care of Loretta. I'll see you later.
Amanda: What is she going to do?
Mac: I wouldn't dream of asking.
Rachel: There is something I'd like to ask you, though.
Rachel: What's up with Matthew? I have a feeling you know more than you're telling us.
Amanda: Mom --
Rachel: We tried calling him at school. I think he's hiding something from us.
Amanda: If he's hiding it from you, I'm afraid he's hiding it from me, too.
Mac: You two used to tell each other everything.
Amanda: I know. That's what has me worried.
Kevin: You taking Laurie out this weekend?
Matthew: Why? You want to?
Kevin: I can't believe you just said that.
Kevin: Because it took you two months just to get her to look at you, and now you're trying to act casual?
Matthew: Come on, she's just a girl.
Kevin: You don't fool me, Cory. You're worried.
Matthew: About Laurie? Forget it..
Kevin: No, about what happened before Easter break.
Matthew: Hey, hey, would you just lay off, man? I told you, I got that under control.
Kevin: Oh, yeah? Then why is your mom calling all the time? And why won't you take any of her calls?
Matthew: Look, I don't want her involved in this. You know, it could be dangerous.
Kevin: I just hope you know what you're doing.
Matthew: I do.
Kevin: Yeah, we'll see.
Loretta: This room is decorated with such style. Of course, I don't know what else I would have expected.
Felicia: Thank you. Listen, how about another shrimp puff?
Loretta: Oh, they're so delicious, but I just couldn't.
Loretta: I'm having dinner with Amanda later.
Felicia: Are you? How is she?
Loretta: Adorable. We just love spending time together.
Felicia: She and Sam -- they seem so happy, don't they?
Loretta: They do. Poor dears. I'm afraid they don't know what they're in for.
Felicia: Loretta, what is it you're saying?
Loretta: I -- I don't know if Mitch told you this, but he was on the way before I married his father.
Felicia: No. No, he never told me that.
Loretta: I had my whole life ahead of me. That one little slip cost me my dreams. I just hope Amanda doesn't feel that way someday.
Felicia: Well, I'm sure she won't. I'm sure she's going to take great joy in this child.
Loretta: Oh, I did, too.
Felicia: Really? You did?
Loretta: Mitch was a very difficult baby. I didn't know the first thing about being a mother. But I -- I loved him. I still do.
Felicia: So whatever you had to give up was worth it, right?
Loretta: Felicia, I'd like to give you some advice, if I may.
Felicia: Yes, of course you may, of course.
Loretta: Being an independent woman is a wonderful thing. It's not something to be given up lightly.
Felicia: You're not talking about Mitch and me, are you?
Loretta: I'm talking about you and any man.
Mitch: No, no. No, you're not.
Felicia: Mitch --
Mitch: Didn't I tell you? I told you she would try to interfere, and I was right.
Felicia: Mitch, no, you are misunderstanding this.
Loretta: Felicia, thank you. Thank you for listening to me. I'm glad somebody does.
Vicky: Now you're going to hate me just like you hated him.
Donna: Oh, honey, no. I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I just want you to be happy.
Vicky: Mom, you just -- you just don't understand any of this. Jamie's not just a nice guy here. He means something to me. We've really got something.
Donna: All right. All right, well, just let that develop naturally. Let Jamie make his own decisions. Look, I just said everything I did because I thought it was best.
Vicky: I know. Oh, after going through all of this, still I'm glad I told you. The only other guy that knows is in a bunny suit, I think.
Donna: He's what?
Vicky: Oh, nothing. You had to be there.
Donna: I think I should have been.
Vicky: No. You know, sometimes it's just hard for me to wait until the lightning strikes.
Donna: You don't have to wait. I mean, you can talk to Jamie. You can be his friend, but just don't push him. You know, and whatever you do, don't interfere. I mean, this is not a championship bout.
Donna: And whatever happens, I do -- I just want you to be happy.
Vicky: Sometimes I wonder if that's just too much to hope for.
Donna: No, no. But you do think about what I said, all right?
Donna: And, you know, if Jamie does stand you up, even though I'm second choice, I'll still be available to help you decorate, all right?
Vicky: Thank you.
Donna: I got to go.
Vicky: Ok. Thanks for the flowers, Mom.
Donna: Oh, you are more than welcome. And I love you so much.
Vicky: I love you.
Donna: I'll see you later.
Vicky: Ok. Bye.
Vicky: Dr. Jamie Frame, please. Oh, oh, yeah, hold on, I'll take the number. Go ahead. Yeah. Thank you. This is Jason Frame's number.
Ada: Oh, Loretta, hi.
Loretta: I called Mac and Rachel. They said you wanted to see me.
Ada: Yes, I do.
Loretta: Well, I can't imagine why. No one else does.
Ada: Oh, that's not true. Come on, now.
Loretta: Anyway, here I am.
Ada: And am I glad.
Loretta: Well, what did you want to see me about?
Ada: Well, you have never had the deluxe tour of Mary's Place, have you?
Ada: Well, I thought it was about time that you did, and then you and I could have some dinner together.
Loretta: Oh, that's very sweet of you, but I'm really a little down in the dumps.
Man: Ada? Hi. Charlie said you wanted to see me.
Ada: Howard Young. What a surprise.
Howard: What surprise? I come here every Wednesday night, unless I'm otherwise engaged.
Ada: Howard Young, I would like for you to meet my good friend, Loretta Fowler.
Howard: Oh, my pleasure. My very great pleasure.
Loretta: Oh, a real gentleman. The last of a dying breed.
Howard: Oh, I certainly hope not. Ada, why did you want to see me?
Ada: Oh, the stove that we bought from you -- it's on the blink.
Howard: Oh, not possible.
Ada: Oh, it is possible. Take a look. Howard is a restaurant supply salesman. He has a very big showroom over on 14th Street.
Loretta: Well, that's nice.
Howard: Ada, I told you, this stove is guaranteed for five years.
Ada: Well, the back burners don't work.
Howard: Oh, but it can't be.
Ada: Oh, but it is. I'll bet you dinner for three. Ok? Now, where do you want to go?
Howard: The pilot light is out.
Ada: The pilot light is out? Silly me. Well, I guess dinner is going to be on me.
Howard: Are you kidding? It'd be my pleasure to take such beautiful women to dinner. That is, unless you're too busy, Loretta.
Loretta: Oh, I think I could squeeze in dinner.
Howard: Oh, well, shall we?
Ada: Let us.
Vince: Ada, I --
Ada: Vince, you'll have to hold the fort alone tonight. I've had a better offer.
Howard: Sorry, Vince.
Vince: She's going out with Howard?
[Knock on door]
Vicky: Hello! Jamie? Jason? Whoo-hoo! Hello! Hmm. "Jason, emergency at the hospital. Don't know when I'll be back. Jamie."
Jason: What are you doing here?
Vicky: You startled me, Jason.
Jason: I didn't exactly expect to find anybody in my kitchen.
Vicky: Oh, I'm sorry. I actually stopped by to talk to Jamie. He is staying here, isn't he?
Vicky: Well, how long is it? Is this permanent?
Jason: Vicky, why don't you ask him that.
Vicky: Great advice, Jason. Won't bother you anymore. See you.
Vicky: Oh, Jason, you have company.
Mary: We have to talk.
Jason: Oh, yeah, we sure do.
Mary: I think I made a big mistake.
Felicia: Mitch? Mitch? Wait a minute, now. Look, just because she isn't crazy about marriage, it doesn't mean she wants to hurt you.
Mitch: Wait a minute. If I'm not mistaken, I'm sure the person that you're supposed to marry is me.
Felicia: You know, she told me she loves you.
Mitch: Oh, yeah?
Felicia: Yes, and I think underneath all of this, you love her, too.
Mitch: I don't know about that.
Felicia: You know, you could try to be a little bit nicer to her.
Felicia: Why? Because every time you see her, you ask her when she's going to leave.
Mitch: What can I say? It's the way that I feel.
Felicia: You know, I don't like thinking that you could be this rude to your own mother, Mitch. You know, I think she is a lot fairer to you than you are to her.
Mitch: Whoa, whoa.
Felicia: All right, prove it to me. You call her. Call her at the Corys' and you apologize. Please?
Mitch: I'll call her. I'll call her if that's what you want me to do.
Mitch: I don't know why.
Felicia: Just try, all right?
Mac: Mackenzie Cory.
Mitch: Hello, Mac? It's Mitch.
Mac: Oh, hi, Mitch. What can I do for you?
Mitch: Is Loretta there?
Mac: Isn't she at Felicia's?
Mitch: No, no, no, she left some time ago.
Mac: Well, I'm sorry, I don't know where she is.
Mitch: All right, thank you. She's not back.
Felicia: She was upset. I hope she's not out doing something stupid.
Rachel: Who was on the phone?
Mac: Oh, it was Mitch looking for Loretta.
Rachel: Oh, Mom had me send her over to the restaurant.
Mac: Well, I didn't know that.
Rachel: Well, do you think I should call him back?
Mac: He didn't ask us to. It didn't seem like it was important.
Mac: Well, I guess our quiet evening at home didn't quite work.
Rachel: Everybody in the world was here.
Mac: Amanda ate my Cornish game hen.
Rachel: I still haven't been able to reach Matthew.
Mac: Darling, how much trouble can a 16-year-old boarding school kid get into?
Rachel: I can't believe you asked that.
Mac: I can't, either.
Hilda: Mrs. Cory --
Rachel: Oh, that's all right, Hilda, we'll scrounge for dinner.
Hilda: No, no, it's not that. I was cleaning Matthew's room today, and I found this.
Rachel: Thank you.
Hilda: I wasn't sure what to do.
Mac: You did the right thing, Hilda. Thank you very much. What is it?
Rachel: It's a note from the dean to Matthew. He wants to see Matthew in his office as soon as possible.
Mac: So much for our quiet evening at home.
Mary: And when Vince asked me if something was wrong, I covered for you. I covered for you because I was embarrassed. You attacked me, and I was embarrassed.
Jason: Mary, I --
Mary: You see, we sweet little Irish girls were always taught never to make a scene. Reginald always understood that so much better than I did. Well, no more. No more. I will not cover for you. I will not be shamed into letting you call the shots.
Jason: Mary, listen to me, there has got to be --
Mary: No, you listen to me because this is what I came here to say. You ever come near me again, and I will call the police and I will have you arrested and I will press charges. Believe it.
Cass: So what's new? $312.
Cass: Well, there's a bill here from this establishment that was very cleverly named sew -- s-e-w -- what's new?
Cass: And I'd like to know what it's for.
Cass: Thread? $312 worth of thread?
Nicole: Cass, we make dresses, lots and lots of dresses in lots of different colors, and they are all held together by thread. Now, our customers would not buy our dresses if they weren't sewn together.
Cass: Oh, that's very -- aren't you being a little cavalier about this, Nicole?
Nicole: You know, the other night at the inn, money didn't seem to bother you at all. In fact, you were downright cheerful.
Cass: I'm cheerful when I'm spending. I'm grumpy when I pay.
Nicole: Are we in trouble?
Cass: Oh, what makes you ask a silly question like that? Oh, come on!
Nicole: Cass --
Nicole: Maybe we'd better do this upstairs in a soundproof room. We don't want the customers hearing us.
Cass: What customers? What customers?
Nicole: You're having a bad day, aren't you? Why don't you finish writing those checks upstairs, ok? I'm sure everything will be just fine.
Cass: Easy for you to say.
Nicole: No, not really.
Felicia: What harm would it do to call her?
Mitch: I mean, what do I say to her?
Felicia: Honey, she's your mother. You'll think of something.
Mitch: You don't understand. We don't talk to each other.
Felicia: Well, you talked last night when you practically threw her out of this house.
Mitch: What is --
Felicia: Hold your thought, ok? Hello? Oh, hi, Matthew. Yes, yes, he's here. Hold on. Matthew.
Mitch: Hi, son.
Matthew: Ew, every time you call me "son," I feel like the beaver.
Matthew: Ah, don't be. This phone conversation could be on that show.
Mitch: Why is that?
Matthew: Dad, I've done a foolish thing.
Mitch: What is it?
Matthew: I need to borrow some money.
Mitch: How much?
Matthew: Well, I don't know how much yet, but I just wanted to get the go-ahead first.
Mitch: Did Mac turn you down?
Matthew: No, he doesn't know about it.
Mitch: Because you haven't told him.
Matthew: Yeah -- well, you know Mac. He'll tell mom and then she'll ask all these questions and --
Mitch: And you don't think that I will?
Matthew: Look, never mind.
Mitch: Wait a minute. Matthew --
Matthew: Look, I'll just handle it myself, ok?
Felicia: Anything serious?
Felicia: Matthew needs money?
Mitch: Well, he wouldn't ask Mac because he doesn't want Rachel to know.
Felicia: Well, she has to.
Felicia: Because you have to tell her.
Rachel: Ooh --
Mac: Hey, there. Have a good run?
Rachel: Yeah, it was all right.
Mac: Here you go.
Mac: What's the matter, Rachel?
Rachel: Nothing. When I was coming back to the house, I saw Loretta hanging out a window, singing "oh, what a beautiful morning."
Rachel: I got to thinking, if she stays as long as that show ran, I think we're in trouble.
Mac: How long is she going to stay? How long? Oh, well, it doesn't help to talk about it.
Rachel: Don't worry about it. Mom's working on it.
Mac: Ada is the only person that can handle Loretta.
Rachel: We got a card from Matthew?
Mac: A card?
Rachel: A card. It says, "everything is fine here at school. Thank you so much for the visit. Love, Matthew."
Mac: Well, great.
Rachel: "Great"? Mac? Now I'm really worried! When we get thank-you notes from a teenager to his own parents, we've got something to worry about.
Mac: I suppose it does smack of the proverbial snow job.
Loretta: Oh, Rachel, I've decided. Tomorrow morning, wake me up and I'll go running with you.
Rachel: Running? Loretta, I run miles and miles.
Loretta: Well, it'll be good for me, get me in shape. We girls have to stay in shape for our men.
Mac: You know, the triathlon is being run in Hawaii this year..
Rachel: Mac --
Loretta: Isn't that what a new beau does for you? Gets you interested in new things? Toning up?
Mac: "New beau"?
Loretta: Hilda didn't put out any of those raspberry preserves for me this morning. Gee, they were great.
Mac: Loretta, is it serious? You know, living together is the only way to explore new relationships.
Loretta: You are so funny. I'd better run. I've got a million things to do.
Mac: Don't let us keep you.
Loretta: Oh, Liz, lovely day, isn't it?
Liz: Beautiful, yes.
Loretta: Gee, that's a lovely color on you, just beautiful. I always think I'd disappear when I wear neutrals.
Liz: I just don't understand her.
Mac: Liz, did we have a meeting?
Liz: No. This letter came for you, and I knew you weren't getting to the complex till later today.
Mac: Well, you could have sent it by messenger.
Liz: Oh, it's no problem, Mac. I had plenty of time, nothing to do.
Mac: Liz, this is a weekly projection. I don't need this till Monday.
Liz: Well, I'm sorry, Mac. I've made an error. I shouldn't have come.
Mac: I think you should have come. Now, will you tell me what's wrong?
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