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Another World Transcript Friday 4/9/04

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Felicia: Hey, hey! Come on. It can't be that bad.

Mitch: It's worse than bad.

Felicia: Well, it's -- it's probably just the lighting.

Mitch: Yeah, yeah. Just the lighting.

Felicia: Ok, ok. All I'm doing is trying to calm you down. You know, you've been on edge ever since you woke up this morning.

Mitch: Yes, I know, thinking about Matthew.

Felicia: I know. I know it's not easy. You know, aside from the usual headaches of being a teenager, Matthew is going through a lot of changes right now. You all are.

Mitch: Yes, we all are.

Felicia: Look, I'm not going anywhere, and I want you here with me, with all your stuff, and right now your stuff includes Matthew, and he's welcome here with open arms.

Mitch: I feel that he needs me, and who knows? Maybe I need him as much. And I know that I can be a good parent to him.

Felicia: I know you can, too. It just seems that you're the only one who doubts that right now.

Mitch: Well, I mean, it's Rachel's reaction to his moving in here. I don't want to start a fight with her.

Felicia: Honey, you don't have to. I think you're a dream of a father. And I think Matthew thinks that. I mean, you certainly don't have any complaints from me, and as far as Rachel goes, I think if you stay calm, everything's going to work out just fine.

Mitch: Famous last words.

Felicia: I could give you some more words. Want to hear? Huh?

[Knock on door]

Mitch: Who is that?

Felicia: Mitch, I don't know. Get the lipstick off.

Matthew: Too-doo.

Mitch: Speaking of. Come on in.

Felicia: Matthew!

Matthew: Hi, guys! How you doing?

Felicia: Hi! You want some breakfast?

Matthew: Ooh -- no appetite, actually. And I've already tasted your coffee -- the little black express -- it's awful.

Felicia: Don't be a creep, Matthew. It's espresso, and you know it.

Matthew: It's awful.

Mitch: We were just talking about your moving in.

Matthew: But I will learn to drink it, and I will serve it to you every morning if I can stay.

Mitch: We want you to know everything's cool. You can stay.

Matthew: Yo! I can stay, yes! I can stay! Thank you. Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Dad. I can stay.

Felicia: That's right. Here, please.

Matthew: Did you hear him?

Felicia: Yes, I heard him. I heard him.

Matthew: I can stay. What about Mom?

Mitch: There's nothing to worry about. I'll handle it. Is this great or what?

Felicia: Yeah.

Matthew: This is great.

Felicia: This is great.

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: See? We have plenty of room for one more.

Matthew: Actually, I was wondering, guys -- could we make it two more?

Cheryl: Excuse me.

Woman: Oh.

Cheryl: There you go.

Woman: Thanks.

John: Can you just tell me what it is that you want?

Cheryl: Well, my parents are planning their wedding next month, and I was wondering if you could be my escort.

John: No, Cheryl, I don't think I can do that.

Cheryl: I haven't even told you the date yet, John.

John: Cheryl, look, you don't seem to understand.

Cheryl: Look, just pencil it in, ok? Make up your mind later. All I want is for you to be my escort -- that's all. No strings attached. Why don't we go inside and drink our coffee, we'll talk about this.

John: No! Cheryl, I'm saying no to everything.

Scott: Hey, Cheryl, have you seen Vicky? I was supposed to meet her here this morning.

Cheryl: No, Scott.

Scott: Oh. What's the matter? Are you ok?

Cheryl: Believe me, you don't want to know.

Scott: I bet it's about John, isn't it?

Cheryl: Let's just not get into it, ok, Scott?

Scott: No, no, no, really, I'm not going to bother you about him anymore. Ok? What's the matter? Things just didn't work out the way you planned?

Cheryl: Looks like they never will.

Scott: Wait -- I think I know as well as anybody how that goes. And I know you dream and you try to keep yourself going, and sometimes you just can't.

Cheryl: Because it hurts too much to know that dreams are all you'll ever have.

Scott: But don't let it get you down. I mean, there's, I mean, you know, a thousand guys out there who'd be just right for you.

Cheryl: Then what am I doing in here, huh?

Scott: Well, I think underneath this girlish exterior, there is this one hot babe.

Cheryl: And don't you forget it.

[Cheryl chuckles]

Scott: Ok, I won't.

Cheryl: So, any news about Mikey?

Scott: No, not yet. In fact, we're running out of time because the children's welfare department is breathing down our neck right now.

Cheryl: Mom said she had an interview with some guy, some reporter or something. That might help.

Scott: Yeah, I hope it does. I mean, this poor kid's going to go stir-crazy. Either that or he's going to starve from the food in that hospital.

Cheryl: Oh, no, he's not going to starve. Mom brings him a care package every time she goes over there.

Scott: Yeah.

Cheryl: Look, I got to check on a table. You can have a seat, if you want.

Scott: Ok. Hey, you take care of yourself, huh?

Cheryl: Ok.

Vicky: Scott.

Scott: Vicky.

Vicky: Sorry I'm late, but I couldn't find the spare shoebox.

Scott: Wait a minute. What are you talking about?

Vicky: Well, you know all those papers you wanted from the money management corporations in New York? Here they are.

Scott: Ah. Vicky, this looks like the bottom of a birdcage in here, huh?

Vicky: Oh, yeah, well, you know, I lost a bunch of stuff, but that won't matter.

Scott: I think it's going to be better if I just let the accountant take a look at this first, ok?

Vicky: Hey, good idea. I never look at it.

Scott: And besides, there was something else I wanted to talk to you about.

Vicky: Well, let me guess -- more papers for me to sign.

Scott: Yes.

Vicky: Hmm.

Scott: And these particular papers -- they involve something I think you're going to be very, very interested in.

Vicky: Ooh, well, that's a switch. What is it?

Scott: Well, I'm not sure that you were aware of it or not, but Reginald had a major holding that you have now acquired.

Vicky: Well, what? I mean, is it something like a mall?

[Scott chuckles]

Scott: No, Vicky. It's Bay City General Hospital. You own it!

Vicky: What?

Man: Well, we've got this photograph of Mikey we can run now as well as a list of his vital statistics.

Mary: I can't tell you how much better I feel knowing that all of your readers are going to see this article. We've been under a lot of pressure to find the people responsible for him.

Man: I'm sure. I'd like to incorporate your role in this drama as well, the emotional angle.

Mary: Oh, well, do you think that's really necessary? I am concerned, certainly, but any parent would be.

Man: Human interest stories sell newspapers, Mrs. McKinnon, and the more newspapers we sell, the better off Mikey would be.

Mary: Of course.

Man: So it would be very helpful for me to have some inside information on your life. For instance, how does it feel to take on the responsibility of this child, and do you find yourself feeling an attachment develop?

Mary: Well, I'm certainly -- I do have an involvement with him, and it is a deep one, but that doesn't mean that it's not clinical.

Man: Well, you must admit this is a real turn of the tables given your particular history.

Mary: My history?

Man: Well, all those years when you didn't even know your own identity, yet now you suddenly find yourself responsible not only for those clients you handle, but also for the overall life of Mikey, an abandoned child.

Mary: I assure you that the services and care I provide here in the hospital are of the highest professional quality.

Man: Yes, but considering your past, it seems that --

Mary: My past is not the issue here! And I don't see how my past has -- has any application at all to --

Man: To this case? Oh, come on, Mrs. McKinnon! I don't see how it couldn't have any application. You deserted a husband and, let's see, how many? -- Four children so you could fly off to Paraguay with your former employer Reginald Love.

Jason: That's enough!

Mary: Jason!

Man: Hey, what is this?

Jason: That's enough!

Mary: Jason, Jason!

Jason: I ought to bust your face.

Mary: Jason, Jason, let him go. Let him go!

Jason: What's wrong, journalist? You lose your words? Stick to supermarket rag sheets!

Man: Look, I was doing responsible investigative --

Jason: Print one word that's out of line, and so help me, your next byline will be an obituary!

Mary: I -- I suggest you leave now. I also suggest that if you have the slightest bit of journalistic integrity, you write a story about Mikey -- just about Mikey. Well, I never thought I'd see the day when I was glad to see you come barging in here.

Jason: Thank you.

Mary: Is that why you did it -- for my thank-you?

Jason: I just couldn't listen to him say those things about you.

Mary: I admit he had me cornered, and I very much appreciate your help. Thank you, Jason.

Jason: Oh, and you owe me, right?

Mary: I don't think I want to be put in that position. So other than playing Sir Galahad, why are you here?

Jason: My blood was boiling before I even heard this joker.

Mary: Why? What happened?

Jason: Your son.

Mary: What has he done? He could have torn your head off yesterday. And he didn't. And I think that was very rational behavior, considering how you were harassing his mother.

Jason: I wasn't harassing you. It's not some physical threat he's making. It's these legal games he's playing. He could haul me into court right now just because I'm in this room with you.

Mary: What does that mean?

Jason: He will attack me legally if I so much as talk to you. What are you going to do about that?

Vicky: I own Bay City Hospital?

Scott: Yes, you do.

Vicky: Oh.

Scott: And I have some papers that you're going to have to look through here, ok?

Vicky: I never would have imagined this.

Scott: Why do I have the feeling that there's going to be a Vicky Love Hudson wing real soon?

Vicky: No, no, no, that's not all you're going to see, because I can change the colors of those walls -- oh, they are so ugly -- and I can get a new chef for the cafeteria --

Scott: Vicky --

Vicky: And Nicole can design some --

Scott: Vicky -- Vicky --

Vicky: Great new cute little uniforms --

Scott: Hey, hey, hey, hey, Vicky? Vicky? There's a lot of legal ramifications here, too.

Vicky: Hey, buddy, that's your job, not mine.

Scott: No, you're going to have to pay attention very closely. All right?

Vicky: I'll pay attention. I'm going to pay attention to my bright new shiny hospital.

[Vicky chuckles]

Scott: Well, you just be careful how committed you get to this, because there's going to be a lot of responsibility no matter what your capacity, all right?

Vicky: I can't wait to tell my father. I mean, you haven't told anybody yet, have you?

Scott: No, of course not.

Vicky: Great, because I want to surprise them all.

Hmm!

Scott: Yeah, I'm sure you will, Vicky.

Vicky: No, I can really help this hospital. Maybe I can start by changing the doctors' schedules.

[Vicky laughs]

Vicky: This is going to be so much fun.

Felicia: Would you like to tell us who the one more is? I mean, this isn't an animal, is it?

Matthew: No, not the kind you're thinking of. Actually, it's my old roommate, Kevin. You know, this would be -- I mean, we could camp out right here in the living floor. It would be great.

Mitch: No, wait -- wait a minute. I hate to break this to you before you get too carried away, but this place is not about to get turned into animal house.

Matthew: Well, I'm not asking you to. I -- I mean, we roll up our sleeping bags, you'll hardly ever see us during the day. I mean, Kevin's a great guy. I mean --

Felicia: Honey, why would you need a roommate? You have us now, remember?

Mitch: Look, I mean, it's not because he's lonely. What's up?

Matthew: Ok. Kevin's my best friend in the world -- excluding the persons in this room, of course.

Felicia: You are like your father.

Matthew: And he has his final exams coming up, and he needs to study, you know.

Mitch: And the two of you are study partners?

Matthew: Well, yeah. He can't study up at school, I mean, with all those distractions. You got all these things going on, especially at this time of the year. You got the dances, you got the girlfriends, you got the parties, you got the --

Mitch: Why can't he study on his own?

Matthew: Well, he could. I guess he could -- yeah, he could -- but it would be a lot better if he was here with me, because his grades are reviewed by the scholarship people, and if he doesn't get that scholarship and if he doesn't get the good grades, he's not in college! Now, Dad, he needs those A's.

Mitch: And you're concerned that he's not going to get them?

Matthew: Well, yeah.

Mitch: Matthew, that's Kevin's job.

Matthew: Look, Kevin's my friend. He's been counting on those scholarships. I mean, you guys do everything for everybody else, you do them favors. Why can't you trust me to do somebody a favor like this?

Mitch: We do trust you.

Felicia: Of course we trust you.

Matthew: Look, all of his chances of going to college are counting on this. He can't take anything for granted. His last name isn't Cory. Come on, it's just for the week off before exams. I mean --

Mitch: We'll discuss it. In the meantime, kid, I want you to know, you're asking for a lot.

Matthew: Well, I'd ask the same of Mom and Mac. You know? It's important to me.

Mitch: I understand that. We'll talk about it, and I'll give you an answer. If you're ready to go to school, I'll drive you.

Matthew: Ok, ok. I really appreciate it. So would Kevin.

Mitch: What do you think?

Felicia: Oh. Oh, no, no. What do you think?

Mary: What my son does is his business. And if you would stop hounding me, we wouldn't have this problem.

Jason: Mary, what do I have to do? How can I show you that I am not a danger to you?

Mary: Yes, you are. You're a danger to me and to my marriage, and I deeply resent your interference in my life, and maybe my son really has the right idea after all.

[Knock on door]

Mary: Hi, John.

John: Hey, Mary.

Mary: Well, I guess that means you have to go now.

Jason: John, can it wait?

John: No, no, not really. You're the one who wanted to discuss this publicity fundraiser, and I've had to track you down all day.

Nurse: Mrs. McKinnon?

Mary: Yes.

Nurse: Somebody here was hoping you'd want to have lunch with him.

Mary: Oh, are you kidding? I'd rather have lunch with you --

Jason: Children's hour.

Mary: Than anybody I know. You're my favorite fellow in this whole hospital.

Mikey: Yeah.

Mary: Yes!

Mikey: Yeah.

Mary: Yes! Oh, John, I don't think you've met Mikey. This is Mikey.. Mikey, this is John.

Mikey: No. No.

Felicia: Yes. Concentrate.

Felicia: "Virility." Oh, yeah. Let's see now.

Felicia: Let's see. "Virility." V, v, v, v. "Virility." Come on, come on. U, v. V. Ha, here we go. "Lustihood"? I didn't know that was a word. "Lustihood" -- I'll be darned. All right, now "stamina," "muscle," "nerve." "Grit."

"Grit." Like it. "Grit." All right, "grit."

[Phone rings]

Felicia: Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait.

[Ring]

Felicia: Hello! No, operator? No, I -- I can hardly hear you! Yeah -- yeah. Speak a little louder! Lisa. Lisa? Lisa! Hi, honey! Hi! How are you? Yeah, well -- where are you? Right -- no, no, no! I got your letter from Paris! Oh, honey, didn't you love it? It's glorious, isn't it? Yes! Yeah! When? When are you coming home? Two days? Are -- honey, are you sure? I mean, are you ready to face Jamie? Right.. No! No! Of course I won't say anything to him. Right. Yes, I'm working on it now, right. Yeah. Ok! Yes, I miss you, too! Right! Yes! I love you! Bye, honey! Have a good trip! Bye. Bye. Oh. Oh, rats! I wanted to tell her about "virility." Oh, well. Right. It's got to be here.

Mitch: I'm back.

Felicia: Oh. Hi! Oh, you could be my answer.

Mitch: Do you want to discuss this Kevin matter?

Felicia: Oh. Uh -- yeah. Why not? This is not going so well. So, what do you think of it?

Mitch: I think Matthew should have a chance.

Felicia: Oh, you -- you are a softy, aren't you?

Mitch: Well, I just know that I've always appreciated somebody giving me a chance, taking my word for something, giving me the benefit of the doubt, like when I got out of prison.

Felicia: Well, honey, I hardly think that prep school is like prison.

Mitch: Well, maybe he feels that way.

Felicia: Listen, you think that maybe he's telling you the whole truth about all this? You really think that Kevin needs to study for his exams?

Mitch: I think that's half of it.

Felicia: And the other half?

Mitch: Well, the other half, it's only for a week and there are two of them.

Felicia: Hmm. So, obviously you would like me to say yes?

Mitch: Well, yeah.

Felicia: Huh.

Mitch: I mean, it's ok with me if it's ok with you.

[Felicia sighs]

Felicia: I know as much about teenage boys as --

Mitch: Choose your words.

Felicia: Huh. Ok. Well, hey, maybe it could be fun, huh?

Mitch: That's a good way of looking at it.

Felicia: I think so.

Mitch: It won't be boring.

Felicia: No.

Mitch: I mean, after all, he certainly has found his ways at keeping us on our toes.

Felicia: Right. Why don't we talk about this in the other room? What do you think? You know, you have to give him credit. I mean, he has come a long way. He's doing so much better.

Mitch: Yes, he has. Not only that, I think now that he's here with us --

Felicia: Yes?

Mitch: He'll be even doing better. He's in public school.

Felicia: Yeah.

Mitch: And that's good.

Felicia: Well, you want to talk about it even further, baby?

Matthew: Come on, Kevin. Pick up. Pick up, pick up, pick up. Come on. Come on. Kevin? Yeah, it's me, it's me, it's me. Look, you just to hang out a little longer. Yeah. Ok. Just don't do anything until I get down there, all right? Yeah, yeah, Mitch dropped me off. Yeah, it should be a little while before he realizes I'm not there anymore. Yeah, I know, I know. We'll work it out. Just stay cool until I get there, ok? Yeah, all right. Bye-bye.

Jason: Cheryl, have you seen Scott?

Cheryl: He's at the office.

Jason: For a change, huh?

Cheryl: He'll be back for lunch if you want to wait around.

Jason: Yeah, I think I will. Thanks.

Vince: Oh, you want Scott? You need a lawyer?

Jason: No, no, Vinny. Something personal.

Vince: Hey, I know you bachelors. You're out there on the hunt, getting into trouble.

Jason: No, not me, not another gal. No way.

Vince: Hey! You would always come in here, eating my cooking. And, babe, don't get the idea I don't appreciate the business, but why don't you try eating my cooking where you don't have to pay for it?

Jason: Lunch on the house?

Vince: No, no, no! Why don't you come to my home? Huh?

Jason: Well --

Vince: Mary and I haven't had any company since the wedding.

Jason: I don't know about that, Vinny. That's nice, I --

Vince: Hey, come on! You could use the company, and I'll make something fantastic. Come on, it'll be fun.

Jason: You and me and Mary, that -- that could be fun, yeah.

Vince: Yeah. What about tonight?

Jason: Tonight?

Vince: You don't have any pressing engagements, do you?

Jason: No.

Vince: I didn't think so. Tonight it is.

Scott: You're not a fast learner, are you?

Jason: Scott, would you cool it? I am here to talk to you. And your mommy's not around.

Scott: Can't you go somewhere else where you can make some friends?

Jason: I got friends here, your mother included.

Scott: Right. She has to fight all her friends.

Jason: Scott, what is between your Mom and me is on the up-and-up. She's a very passionate lady. She got a lot of things going on right now.

Scott: Yeah, well --

Jason: She just had a new wedding and a kid and --

Scott: Right! That's why she doesn't need you bothering her anymore.

Jason: I don't know why you got a problem. Her husband doesn't have a problem with me.

Scott: Ah --

Jason: Vinny and I are friends..

Scott: I find that very hard to believe.

Jason: Do you? Vinny just asked me to come over for dinner tonight with he and Mary. I'd say that sounds like friendship, huh?

Scott: The warning still stands. Stay away from her.

John: Jason, I am sick and tired of following you all over town.

Jason: Well, maybe I should get a beeper like my nephew.

John: You got five minutes to tell me what the deal is on this fundraiser you're planning. Then I got to get out of here.

Jason: All right. Look, I think it's a very good idea. You got to do a few last-minute things on the barn. Then we're going to throw a gigantic barn dance. No, I mean, all the way -- I mean with hayrides and country cooking, country music.

John: And bills. Bills. Do you hear me? How do you plan to finance something like this?

Jason: I'm working on it. Felicia Gallant and I have been working all the details out. We got a few little glitches, but, you know, we'll get them worked out.

Vince: Oh, Cheryl, would you take Jason's order when you drop that off?

Cheryl: Pops, you do it. I have to get something from the kitchen.

Jason: John, the whole purpose is to promote Frame Construction, to raise money for the company. A farm dance is going to pay for itself.

John: How do you plan to raise money for Frame Construction when you don't even have the right to use the name "Frame Construction"?

Jason: It's in the works, Johnny. There's no problem.

Mary: Ok, do we have to -- oh, it's not hot anymore, sweetheart. Really, I promise. Look, it's got chicken in it and everything, ok? Taste that for me. There you go.

Oh. What a good boy! That was a big mouthful. One more maybe?

Mikey: No.

Mary: No? Oh, you haven't had enough -- oh, we're going to put that back, are we? Is that what we're going to do?

Vicky: Hi, Mary.

Mary: My sweetheart -- hi, there, Vicky.

Vicky: Hi. Hi, Mikey!

Mary: What are you doing here today?

Vicky: Making the rounds.

Mary: You sound like a doctor.

Vicky: Or something like that. No, I wanted to buy this little guy some new clothes. Do you know how many great clothes they have out for little boys, little boys like you?

Mary: You're not working today. What are you really doing here?

Vicky: Hmm.. I wanted to see how Mikey was. I care about you so much, little guy.

Mikey: Yeah.

Vicky: I just want -- I wish I could help you.

Mary: So do I.

Mikey: Yeah.

Mary: I love him like crazy, and I'd take him home in a minute.

Vicky: Well, why can't you?

Mary: Because of my job. They won't let me.

Mikey: Yeah.

Mary: Where are you going? Where are you going?

Mikey: Yeah.

Vicky: Mikey, you were talking to my daddy the other day, weren't you, and you know what his name is? His name's Mikey, too. That's a special name, isn't it? Mikey?

[Knock on door]

Dr. Undler: Mrs. McKinnon?

Mary: Hello, Dr. Undler.

Dr. Undler: Hello.

Mary: Oh, Vicky, I think you know Dr. Undler, our hospital administrator..

Vicky: Yes. Hello.

Dr. Undler: Victoria. I came to see about our young patient here.

Mary: Well, he's not really a patient anymore. Jamie has just given him a clean bill of health.

Mikey: Yeah.

Dr. Undler: Exactly why he must be released.

Mary: I understand, and my son and Sergeant Cory are searching most diligently for his family.

Dr. Undler: You also understand that Bay City Hospital is not a residential hotel, and unless the boy's guardian can be found posthaste, we have no other option but to turn him over to the child welfare authorities on Friday.

Mikey: No..

Mary: On Friday.

Mikey: No. No.

[Vince whistles]

Vince: Hey!

Mary: Hello.

Vince: You're caught!

Mary: Yeah. Ooh, what do I smell? What do I smell?

Vince: Well, it's either my aftershave or broiled lamb chops.

Mary: Oh. I think it's broiled lamb chops.

Vince: Don't get the cook started. He's got a salad to toss.

Mary: You need some help?

Vince: No, no, no, no, no. You had a hard day. You just relax.

Mary: And what about you? At least I get to sit down.

Vince: Ok.

Mary: I shouldn't work you so hard.

Vince: Was it a hard day?

Mary: Oh, boy, was it ever. And I spent a whole lot of time with Mikey today, and that's so hard, Vince.

Vince: Any developments?

Mary: Oh, yeah. Yeah, one. A bad one. We were informed today by the child welfare people that unless we come up with Mikey's legal guardians they are taking him on Friday. I hate this. I just hate this. I cannot bear that that beautiful baby will become a ward of the state!

Vince: There's nothing you can do about it, sweetheart.

Mary: I know. And I love him, and I just want to -- I want to pick him up and bring him home.

Vince: That's hard.

Mary: Uh-huh. Yeah. Three? I thought that Cheryl wasn't going to be here tonight.

Vince: She's not.

Mary: Oh, is Scott coming?

Vince: No.

Mary: No?

Vince: We're having a guest.

Mary: We're having a guest?

Vince: Yes, yeah. Look, I'm doing all the work, I'm doing all the work, and I just thought that, hey, maybe what does Mary really need? Mary needs some company, huh? Distraction -- hmm!

Mary: I like company as much as the next guy. I just don't feel like -- oh, never mind. Whatever you want. Who is it?

[Knock on door]

Vince: Talk about timing. Let him introduce himself.

Mary: Oh, you --

Vince: Mystery guest, enter and sign in, please.

Mary: You're crazy, crazy.

Jason: Hi.

Scott: Hey, Cheryl.

Cheryl: Hi, Scott. Do you have a minute? You want to sit down?

Scott: Sure.

Cheryl: Ugh! My feet are killing me.

Scott: Well, as much as you've been working lately, I bet you are really stashing away the bucks, huh?

Cheryl: Yeah, I'm doing ok. I want to save enough money to go out and visit M.J. I really miss her.

Scott: Yeah? Tell you what -- you should really try to go to Europe, too.

Cheryl: Hmm, I'd love to.

Scott: This place is so great over there. I mean, it's unbelievable. The history is everywhere. It's around you over there. It's in the art, it's in the architecture, it's in the buildings, it's in the countryside, it's in the people's faces. You feel like you don't even need a history book over there. Slaps you in the face. I mean, I remember when Dawn and I were -- were -- over there -- yeah.

Cheryl: It's ok, Scott.

Scott: No, it's not ok. I feel like I should be able to talk about this, but I can't.

Cheryl: You know, Scott, it's almost like what you were saying about the history. I think Dawn's spirit has never left us. It's in everything and everyone that brings us happiness.

Scott: Cheryl, I don't want Dawn to be history. I'm not ready for that yet.

Cheryl: Don't you see? You're substituting your real emotions instead of letting yourself work through it.

Scott: I don't understand what you're talking about.

Cheryl: I think that's why you've been pushing yourself so much with searching for Mikey's parents.

Scott: Well, Mikey has somebody out there who loves him. I don't want him to lose that.

Cheryl: No, I think he has someone very special who cares about him. He's got you.

Scott: Well, you have me, too, you know.

Cheryl: Yeah, I know.

Scott: Of course, I better not spread myself too thin.

Cheryl: What is it Mom says? She says loving many people doesn't divide your love. It multiplies it.

Scott: That is so corny.

Cheryl: Oh, yeah?

Scott: Yeah.

Cheryl: It might be a little corny, but it's true.

Scott: I know it is. You're right. It's just that lately I feel like I -- I don't know -- I feel like I'm never going to be able to really love again. I'll never really be happy.

Cheryl: But you know deep inside that you will, Scott. It'll happen. You won't even have to try.

Vicky: News, news, sports -- ooh. I'll definitely have to change these subscriptions. Oh, Felicia, what are you doing here? Just coming from the bakery?

Felicia: I'm here to see Sam, and it's a little dessert from Tops.

Vicky: Oh, how nice. Well, I was just in to see him. He's doing much better.

Felicia: A lot of people have been praying for him.

Vicky: Yeah. You know, I don't know if he'll be able to eat that. I think he's on a restricted diet.

Felicia: Uh-uh, he isn't. I already checked.

Vicky: Oh. You think of everything, don't you? You must have been in the girl scouts, or was I thinking boy scouts?

Felicia: Oh, I think probably you were thinking boys.

Vicky: You know, he was very tired when I was in there. I think he might be sleeping now.

Felicia: Well, I think I'll give it a chance.

Vicky: Felicia, I meant to ask you -- how's Lisa doing?

Vicky: You know, personally, I was very insulted by the fact that Lisa didn't write me a post card. I always pegged her to be the type of person who was --

Felicia: Maybe you should be careful how you peg Lisa.

Vicky: Of course, she's preoccupied with all those debonair European men.

Felicia: Vicky -- never mind. I think I should go in and see Sam.

Vicky: Wait, wait, wait -- isn't Lisa doing the research for your romance novel?

Felicia: Yeah, she is. I thought it would give her a chance to get a little R and R.

Vicky: Oh, well, romance, of course. Paris is perfect for that. Rest -- I don't think so. I think Lisa's right now --

Felicia: I think Lisa right now is thinking about 1,001 ways to wring your little neck.

[Vicky laughs]

Vicky: I don't know why your little niece gets you so worked up.

Felicia: Why don't we talk about it? Let's sit down, shall we?

Vicky: Ok.

Felicia: You've been pushing me, and now I'm going to push you, because, you see, I'm on to you, just like Lisa and Adam --

Vicky: Oh, yes. The new couple of Bay City.

Felicia: They're friends, they work together, and they care about each other.

Vicky: Yeah, just like Jamie --

Felicia: Oh, honey. You're a dreamer. Nothing like you and Jamie. You know, I adore Jamie, and I am surprised that he's this naive, that he even has anything to do with you. You know why? Because your tactics, Vicky -- they're so slimy and so unattractive.

Vicky: Well, not everyone seems to think so.

Felicia: You just give him time. Everybody's going to find out about you, because the kind of games you play, they'll come back to haunt you. And very quickly once your cover is blown. You know, and Lisa's coming back Friday. I'm sure she'll take care of everything.

Vicky: You know, I think it's very sweet, the way you stick up for the daughter you never had. And don't say anything about me being unattractive.

Felicia: Don't you dare start with me, you little twit! Because you will always lose. Look, I don't like your level of play, but don't you dare think me for one second that I can't sink to it and tromp all over you. You understand that? I hope you do.

Vicky: My, experience comes with age, doesn't it?

Felicia: Do you have any idea who you are? No, I guess you wouldn't. How about I tell you? You know, I'm nothing more than a little writer, but I feel I should apologize, because there's only one little word that I can think of that really describes you, and it's -- well, it's been around for centuries. Honey, you're nothing but a little slut. You have the whole world at your feet, and I'm not even counting all that money. And all you can think to do with it is control the people you like and hurt the people that you don't. Boy, Vicky, I find that terrifying, honey, and really so sad.

Vicky: I don't need your pity.

Felicia: Ooh, but, darling, I do pity you. You know why? Because you're going to lose. Oh, yeah, you're going to lose. And you know why? Because you're not very bright. Also, keep one thing in mind -- I've got my eye on you. Don't forget that. It's a shame, because you have wonderful parents. If only you could try to be more like them.

Vicky: I am like them.

Felicia: You are nothing like them. You are nothing but the chip off the old Reginald Love block. That's all you are.

[Vicky sobs]

Jason: For my hostess.

Mary: Thank you.

Jason: You're welcome.

Vince: I didn't get a chance to tell Mary that you were coming over.

Jason: Oh, Mary, there's no problem, is there?

Mary: Oh, I love surprises.

Vince: I hope there's no problem for you eating in the kitchen, you know. The dining room is a mess. I'm refinishing the floor.

Jason: Hey, kitchen is the center of a home.

Vince: Well, then, have a seat. We're going to have dinner in a couple of minutes. Would you like red or white?

Jason: White.

Vince: Ha! You got it.

Jason: I really appreciate this, you guys having me over for dinner. After all these years, I still don't have many friends in town.

Vince: Well, you know, you were gone a long time.

Jason: Yeah, but you're not going to find anybody around here that's going to describe me as Mr. Popularity.

Vince: Well, you know, you know, people don't know you really yet, so it's going to be hard for them to trust you.

Jason: I don't know why that's so hard. I'm -- you know, I'm pretty open about things. I say how I really feel and exactly what I want.

Vince: Well, maybe you ought to temper that just a little bit, you know?

Jason: Vinny, I think it's because they expect me to be like my brother Steve, and I'm not. I mean, we were different. We were individuals. Aren't most kids that way?

Vince: Well, sure. Ours certainly are.

Jason: That's a pretty picture.

Vince: Mary's the pretty part. You know what, Jason? That's what you need -- the love of a real good woman.

Jason: Yeah, that is what I need. That's exactly what I need.

Matthew: Yo, man, don't be stupid. Just put it away.

Matthew: Just put the knife away and keep it away, all right?

Kevin: You got any better ideas, Matt? Look at this place!

Matthew: Look, I know! Just put it away. We can't afford to get into any more trouble than we already are, all right?

Kevin: I don't see how we could. I'm just tired of being intimidated and kicked around, and it's going to stop!

Matthew: Right, man! Just cool it!

Kevin: I just want to get my hands on the guy that did this.

Matthew: Look, more than one guy did this, and I don't think you'd do too well going up against them all.

Kevin: Yeah, well I got to do something. Man, I can't take this anymore.

Matthew: Right. Look, you don't have to take it, but let's just don't do anything that we're going to regret later, all right?

Kevin: It's already a little late for that, don't you think?

Matthew: Look, get a bag together and get some stuff.

Kevin: No. No, I'm not running away from this.

Matthew: We're not running away! We're going to lay low for a while, all right?

Kevin: Yeah. I'm going to lay low up here, the week before finals. Matt, it's impossible!

Matthew: I got a plan!

Kevin: No, Matt, that's what you said last time, and look what happened.

Matthew: Look, you're not staying around here. You're coming home with me. Come on. Come on!

Vince: Who's up for a little after-dinner drink?

Jason: Me.

Mary: Not me.

Vince: Ha! I'll be right back.

Jason: What a prince of a guy.

Mary: How dare you!

Jason: Hey, what's the problem with you? I was just going to help clean the table. It's the least I could do for Vinny's hospitality. You, you've been real sweet tonight, haven't you?

Mary: My husband is the kindest, hardest, most gentle, most generous man in the world. How dare you manipulate him like this!

Jason: What are you talking about? I stopped by Mary's. I was going to see Scott. He comes to me and invites me to come here for dinner. Are you going to say I arranged this?

Mary: Why don't you just go make somebody else crazy?

Jason: Because I like to make you crazy. And I think you like it, too.

Mary: No, I don't like it. And I really fail to understand how you can come here to this house and sit down at that table and eat our food after what you did!

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