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Another World Transcript Friday 4/23/04

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Nicole: You didn't?

Cass: No.

Nicole: Oh, come on!

Cass: I promise you that these aren't from me..

Nicole: Well, then, who are they from? "Nicole, 'o body swayed to music, o brightening glance, how can we know the dancer from the dance?'" Oh, how sweet. He remembered.

Cheryl: Ok, here you go. Danish and coffee. Ok.

John: Wow, the service in this place stinks.

Cheryl: Relax, John. I'll have someone with you in a second.

John: Cheryl, relax your own self. It was just a joke.

Cheryl: What do you want, coffee?

John: Badly.

Cheryl: All right, two seconds.

John: Why don't you sit down and talk to me for a minute?

Cheryl: Look at this place. I'm working, John. Can't you see that?

John: Well, you know that there was a time when you would sit down and talk to me and it didn't make any difference how many people were in here?

Cheryl: Things are just different now.

John: I miss talking to you.

Cheryl: You do?

John: Yeah. I mean, I kind of got used to it.

Cheryl: Thanks a lot, John. I appreciate it.

John: Oh, come on, you know what I meant. It was comfortable.

Cheryl: Kind of like an old shoe?

John: With lots of "sole."

Cheryl: Ugh, I hate puns.

John: That's what they all say. Come on, Cheryl, just grab a couple cups of coffee, ignore all these patrons in here, and sit down and talk to me.

Cheryl: Ok. Wait here.

John: Great.

Jamie: Good morning.

Rachel: Good morning, darling.

Mac: Jamie, I didn't know you spent the night here.

Jamie: I need a little family refueling.

Rachel: If I'd known you were going to go running, I would have gotten you up at 6:00 when I went.

Jamie: Well, Mom, listen, I run when I get tense, but I'm not quite the fanatic that you are.

Rachel: Oh, you don't know what you're missing. The air is so beautiful and the sun is just coming up.

Jamie: Well, I'll breathe dirty air as long as it's daylight, ok? Tell Helen that I'll skip breakfast and I'll grab my coffee later, ok?

Rachel: All right, have a nice run.

Mac: Is he all right?

Rachel: Oh, I think between the problems with Lisa and Jason breathing down his neck about Frame Construction, I think he's a little overwhelmed.

Mac: I really enjoy his staying over here. I ought to let him know that more often.

Jamie: Mac, Mac, we've got a problem.

Rachel: What?

Jamie: Your car has been trashed.

Rachel: Oh, no.

Jamie: All your windows are broken and your tires are all totally slashed.

Mac: What the devil is going on?

Jamie: I don't know. I don't know.

Jamie: I'll call the police, Mac.

Rachel: No, wait a minute. Why don't we just go over to the police station? We'll get more information out of Adam than we will --

Mac: I'm going to get a 24-hour security guard again around this entire place as well as at Cory.

Rachel: Mac, do you think that's --

Mac: Nobody threatens my family!

Jamie: Mac, do you have any idea who might have done this?

Mac: No, but you can be sure it's someone involved with the takeover. And whoever it is, he's going to be sorry if he does it again.

Rachel: But why? Why would they do this? What are they trying to tell us?

Jamie: Has there been any indication before today, Mac, that these people you're dealing with are violent?

Mac: No, but I should have expected it. It's dirty business. That's why they call it hostile takeover.

Jamie: I'm going to get dressed, and we'll go see Adam then. Mac, stay calm. We'll get to the bottom of this!

Rachel: Are you all right?

Mac: This thing is getting way out of hand.

Rachel: What are you going to do?

Mac: I want you to be sure to tell Matthew and Amanda to be careful these next few weeks.

Rachel: Oh, Mac, you don't --

Mac: I just don't want them taking any chances.

Rachel: I guess maybe you're right. I mean, there wasn't much left of the car.

Mac: And I'm not going to back down with them. If they want to play dirty, let them, but it's going to be between me and them. They're not getting near this house. And whoever did it is going to pay for it. I mean, nobody, but nobody, threatens me and gets away with it!

Cheryl: I know what you meant before about it -- it being real comfortable talking to each other.

John: Well, it's true.

Cheryl: Yeah, you know, I was just mad, but -- but I like having breakfast with you, you know that? That doesn't make any sense.

John: I know what you mean.

Cheryl: I'm always putting my foot in my mouth, aren't I?

John: Well, that's ok. That's a sign of a free thinker.

Cheryl: Oh, yeah?

John: Absolutely, yeah. I knew this guy in Nam, he was saying things that he was constantly being misinterpreted.

Cheryl: That's a nice way of putting it.

John: You know, I just don't know too many people who are willing to just go out and say the first thing that comes to their head. It's really a risk. I have to admire you for having courage to take the chance.

Cheryl: You realize I'm not buying any of this?

John: Well, me either.

Cheryl: I know it -- it's difficult for you to talk about Vietnam.

John: I tend to avoid the subject, yeah.

Cheryl: You've told me a lot, though.

John: Times were different then. A lot younger.

Cheryl: Yeah, now look at you. You're just an old goat.

John: Don't rub it in.

Cheryl: You don't really think of yourself as being old, do you?

John: No, just older.

Cheryl: And wiser.

John: I don't know about that sometimes, but let's hope.

Cheryl: Yeah. I don't really consider you older. You're just -- just a lot smarter than guys my age.

John: Speaking of guys your age, what's the scoop on this Kevin guy?

Cheryl: Kevin?

John: Yeah. I mean, the two of you seem to be getting along pretty well, hmm?

Cheryl: He -- he's ok. He is very mature for his age.

John: Oh.

Cheryl: What?

John: Don't ever -- don't ever, ever tell him that. He'll never appreciate it.

Cheryl: How do you know?

John: Trust me on this one, ok? Now, what's the scoop? Do you like him?

Cheryl: He's ok. He's -- he's nice.

John: And?

Cheryl: And what?

John: Well, are you interested?

Cheryl: Why bother?

John: Why not?

Cheryl: Because, really, it's no use getting involved, John. It never works out, and in the end you just get hurt.

John: Well, I don't know. Sometimes you get hurt, but take a look at your folks.

Cheryl: Yeah.

John: They're doing fine. They're very happy.

Cheryl: Right, and look how much time they wasted. Besides, they're from a totally different generation.

John: Oh, Cheryl, that hurt. Now I really do feel old.

Cheryl: Just things were a lot simpler then.

John: Oh, things were simpler? Now, who told you that?

Cheryl: Well, nobody. I just know it.

John: Intuition?

Cheryl: It's just impossible today, John. Isn't it?

Cass: He remembered what?

Nicole: The flowers -- that my favorites are white roses.

Cass: Just how close were you to this guy Marsten?

Nicole: I already told you, Cass. This guy Marsten and I lived together for a while.

Cass: Was he a crook then, too?

Nicole: You don't even know him.

Cass: I know. That's what worries me.

Nicole: He was a very important part of my life.

Cass: Was?

Nicole: Was.

Cass: Are you sure?

Nicole: About what?

Cass: That it is "was" and it isn't "is"?

Nicole: It was "was" all along.

Cass: But it's "is" now, isn't it?

Nicole: Wait a minute.

Cass: Aha!

Nicole: "Aha" what?

Cass: You can't come out and say that it isn't "is."

Nicole: I can, too. I just did.

Cass: Oh. Oh. I knew that white roses were your favorite flowers, too, you know?

Nicole: I know. I told you they were.

Cass: Yeah, but you didn't tell me why they were your favorites.

Nicole: That's a ridiculous question.

Cass: It was because of him.

Nicole: Cass --

Cass: And the poem --

Nicole: Yeats.

Cass: You know the poet?

Nicole: It's one of my favorites.

Cass: You can't even remember the words to "happy birthday" and you remember who wrote two random lines from a poem?

Nicole: Stop it. I remember things that are important to me..

Cass: I saw -- I saw the expression on your face when you read that card.

Nicole: What, I'm not allowed to have a past?

Cass: Not when it infringes on our future!

Nicole: Well, if we keep this up, there may not be any.

Cass: I'm not the one who's cavorting with an old lover here!

Nicole: Cavorting?

Cass: Yeah!

Nicole: Oh, how dare you! Now, I am trying to save my business, and all you can do is cheapen what happens to be a very special part of my life. Now, Drew is just an old friend, and, I might add, he always will be. And he wants to help me because he believes in my work, which is a lot more than I can say for you at this point.

Cass: No, no, wait a second. You really, honestly believe that these flowers and this poem are about saving your business?

Nicole: Well, yes, of course! Well, yeah, maybe.

Cass: Aha!

Nicole: I hate it when you say that. And -- and it doesn't matter what this is all about. What I'm interested in is my future with him as a businesswoman.

Cass: Oh, please. Right.

Nicole: Look, stop confusing my personal past with Drew's financial help now.

Cass: But he's no good.

Nicole: Well, at least he doesn't get his money in illegal poker games.

Cass: Now, what is that supposed to mean?

Nicole: Look -- look, I have a lot to do today, and I don't want to talk about any of this anymore.

Cass: No, no, don't avoid the issue.

Nicole: Look, why don't you just go out and take a walk and calm down. And when you're ready to talk without accusing me every two sentences, then come back, ok?

Cass: No, not ok. I'm not through.

Nicole: No?

Cass: No.

Nicole: Why don't you go talk to yourself, then, because I for one have listened to just about enough.

Cass: Nicole! Hey, Nicole!

Cheryl: Ahem. Want me to get rid of him?

Mary: No. No.

Jason: Cheryl. Mary. Should I take a table?

Cheryl: Seat yourself. Anywhere.

Jason: Want to join me, Mary?

Mary: Did you come here to eat?

Jason: Yeah, I thought I could talk to you for a couple minutes, too.

Mary: Why don't you give it up. Isn't it time to stop all of this?

Jason: I want to talk to you about Frame Construction, the new hospice wing.

Mary: I thought I explained to you how I felt about that. I don't want you or your nonexistent company anywhere near the building of that wing. Did I not make that clear?

Jason: I got just as good a shot at it as anybody else.

Mary: Not if I have anything to say about it..

Jason: I'd be careful, Mary. I have a lot of means I can take if you try to interfere with me on this.

Mary: Now you're threatening me?

Jason: Please, Mary, just don't cross me on it.

Mary: Jason, I am not going to play mind games with you. My suggestion is that you leave here now, and please don't come back.

Jason: Why should I? I'm a paying customer.

Vince: Because I said so.

Mary: Vince.

Vince: Understand me?

Jason: Yeah, if you take your hand off, Vinnie.

Vince: You better get out of here before I turn your lights out, and I mean it.

Jason: I meant what I said, too, Mary. Not you, not Rachel Cory -- nobody's going to stand in my way with Frame Construction.

Liz: Cass?

Cass: Liz.

Liz: May I come in?

Cass: Right. Sure. Nicole's upstairs. Would you like me to get her for you?

Liz: Oh, no, I'll say hello to her later. I'm here to see you.

Cass: Oh. Are you looking for another undercover job, countess?

Liz: No, thanks. No, I have to deliver this. It's from the private investigator hired by Michael Hudson.

Cass: Has Mac seen this yet?

Liz: No, he's working at home this morning. I thought you should see it first.

Cass: What does it say?

Liz: Oh, I wouldn't know. I never open confidential mail.

Cass: Uh-huh. I -- I really hope Mac doesn't mind my seeing this before he does.

Liz: No, Mac told me that you ought to be trusted with any information regarding the takeover by Drew Marsten --

Cass: What did you say?

Liz: Nothing.

Cass: Liz, this -- this makes so much sense, doesn't it?

Liz: Yes -- oh.

Cass: Don't worry about that. I knew it! I'm always right about these things. Everybody should know that by now.

Liz: Well, you were right about him.

Cass: I knew he was shady. I just never guessed it was this bad. Yes, I did. Excuse me.

Liz: Where are you going?

Cass: I'm going to see Mac..

Liz: Huh?

Cass: Are you doing anything right now or --

Liz: Nothing important, no.

Cass: Good. Stay here.. If anybody tries to deliver any more flowers, throw them back in their face.

Liz: What?

Cass: And if Nicole should start reciting Elizabeth Barrett Browning, do me a favor -- give her a sedative and don't let her out of your sight until I get back. Thank you. Goodbye.

Liz: I don't get it!

Lisa: Adam?

Adam: Yeah?

Lisa: Have you seen this memo from Delaney?

Adam: Which one?

Lisa: He does this a lot?

Adam: Usually when he's bored. What does this one say?

Lisa: "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

Adam: Are you kidding?

Lisa: "It has come to my attention that each and every one of you need to eat on a more regular and healthy basis."

Adam: Wait a minute, let me see that.

Lisa: "So I hereby strongly --" oh, he underlined "strongly." "I hereby strongly suggest that no matter how arduous the search for a real meal may be at 5:00 a.m., do not settle for the stale doughnut and rancid coffee."

Adam: Well, he's got that right.

Lisa: "Eat a good, hearty breakfast, and the world will seem a much kinder place."

Adam: He didn't really write this.

Lisa: I can't believe him. He's a hoot.

Jamie: Sorry to interrupt.

Adam: Hi.

Rachel: Hi.

Lisa: I'll go --

Adam: Rachel, what brings you down here?

Lisa: I'll go check on the Donovan files. Rachel, it's good to see you.

Rachel: You, too, Lisa.

Lisa: Hi, Jamie. See you around.

Rachel: Adam, we need your help.

Adam: What's up?

Jamie: Somebody trashed Mac's car.

Adam: Where did this happen?

Rachel: At the house.

Adam: At the house? Are you serious?

Rachel: Yes, I am serious. Mac thinks that the people involved in the takeover are responsible..

Adam: Why does he think that?

Rachel: Well, we can't think of who else would do something like this.

Adam: Rachel, there are a lot of people who could be responsible for it. Who else drives the car?

Rachel: Nobody. Well, Matthew does a little bit.

Adam: Where does he take it?

Rachel: To school, to his friends' house, around town. Why? You think this has something to do with it?

Adam: I don't know. I don't know. Look, I've got a new detective working here, somebody you're really going to like. She's very thorough. I'll turn the case right over to her.

Rachel: What's her name?

Adam: Courtney Walker.

Rachel: All right, I'm going to give her name to Zack. He handles all our legal affairs. She can deal directly with him.

Adam: Fine with me.

Rachel: All right.

Jamie: Adam, what are the chances of finding the people who did this?

Adam: Well, that depends.

Rachel: I'm going to go over to Zack's office now, ok?

Jamie: You want me to drive you?

Rachel: No, I'll walk. It'll be good for my nerves.. Thanks, Adam.

Adam: Listen, I'll let you know if I hear anything.

Rachel: Yeah, Mac has hired all these security people to take care of the house and Cory.

Adam: That's ok, I guess. I'll keep doing what I can do, though.

Rachel: Ok, thanks. We'll hear from you?

Adam: Yeah.

Rachel: Ok.

Jamie: Bye.

Rachel: Bye, see you later.

Jamie: She's really worried about Mac.

Adam: I can tell.

Jamie: Ahem.

Adam: Well, cousin, how about a cup of coffee?

Jamie: No. No, thanks.

Adam: You talk to Lisa?

Jamie: That was about the extent of our communication lately.

Adam: I see.

Jamie: Why don't you tell me what's going on.

Adam: With what?

Jamie: Are the two of you seeing each other now?

Jason: Hope you got some good news for today.

John: Can't help you.

Jason: Great. Another great day in Bay City.

John: You could always go and see the cubs.

Jason: Oh, that's going to help a lot with their winning attitude.

John: At least they go out and try.

Jason: What is that supposed to mean?

John: It means that if you weren't so busy out intimidating every man, woman, and child in Bay City, perhaps you could drum up an honest day's work so that we could pay off some of these bills, perhaps before next Christmas! That's what --

Jason: Hey, John, I don't need that kind of garbage from you, not in my own house.

John: Oh, yeah.

Jason: Let me know when you're civil. Going to a baseball game.

[Knock on door]

John: Hey, Burt. You want to go to Wrigley with me?

Burt: John, I need to talk to you.

John: Sure. Something wrong?

Burt: I quit.

Mac: So Reginald Love sold all of his Cory stock before the October crash.

Cass: To Drew Marsten III.

Mac: This is a great deal of stock. No wonder Drew is attempting the takeover.

Cass: As much as I'd like to wring his neck right now, I think we have to be sensible and wait until we have verification on this.

Mac: Well, at least we have more to go on now. I was beginning to feel I was on a treadmill to nowhere.

Cass: You know, it would be his style to trash your car like this.

Mac: But we don't know that he instigated this.

Cass: True, but don't spoil my fun, Mac. I do so enjoy assassinating Drewski's character.

Mac: Do you think he might have known Reginald?

Cass: It's possible. Your redesigned automobile has Reginald Love written all over it.

Mac: Hmm. Oh, Michael wanted me to telex him if a development like this came along.

Cass: I'm sure he'll find this even more fascinating than we do.

Mac: Thank you for bringing me this.

Cass: My pleasure.

Mac: Maybe we can settle all of this before it gets uglier.

Cass: Or before Drew does.

Nicole: Cass is impossible.

Liz: Yes, he can be, but I thought the two of you had worked all this out --

Nicole: Well, so did I. But I don't like the side of Cass that I've been seeing these past few weeks.

Liz: Funny, I just start to like him and you can't stand him.

Nicole: Hysterical.

Liz: Well, you know, one of the reasons that my feelings have changed about him is because I can see how much he cares about you. I thought, if he is smart enough to care about someone like you, he can't be all bad.

Nicole: Oh, he hasn't trusted a thing I've said or done ever since Drew came to town and offered to help me finance my designs.

Liz: Perhaps he's worried about Drew's credibility.

Nicole: I know Drew. Can't Cass trust my judgment? You know, you know, I still feel terrible that I was in on that stupid scheme with you. I should have stuck up for Drew from the start.

Liz: Well, yes, Cass is very curious by nature.

Nicole: No, he's suspicious. That's what he is. He thinks everybody has an angle.

Liz: What if Drew has an angle?

Nicole: Oh, no, Liz. Not you, too.

Liz: What if Drew were involved with the takeover of Cory Publishing?

Nicole: But he's not. Don't you think I'd know that if that were the case?

Liz: Personally, dear, I think you're just a little blinded by his looks, his charm.

Nicole: Oh, no, that's not true. Liz, Drew is a generous and a wonderful man, and he wants to see me succeed. He's always been very supportive of me.

Liz: And Cass hasn't been?

Nicole: You're right. I wouldn't even have the salon if it weren't for Cass.

Liz: You see?

Nicole: See what? And when did you become so Cass-happy, anyway? I mean, isn't this a little sudden?

Liz: Yes, it -- well, I can admit I make a wrong judgment about people.

Nicole: I sure wish Cass could do that. But, no, he's too proud and pigheaded.

Liz: Drew isn't?

Nicole: They're like night and day. You know, I've wondered for a long time what my life would have been like if I'd stuck it out with Drew.

Drew: So have I.

Mary: Are you ok?

Cheryl: Yeah, fine.

Mary: You're not still worried about Jason, are you?

Cheryl: Uh-uh.

Mary: Well, then, what's wrong?

Cheryl: Nothing.

Mary: Right. Sure, ok. Why not?

Cheryl: I just really wonder why I even bother getting up in the morning.

Mary: What does that mean?

Cheryl: Well, I get up, I go to work. I work all day, I come home, watch a little TV, maybe watch the news, and then I go to sleep.

Mary: And?

Cheryl: I just don't lead a very exotic life, Mom.

Mary: Few of us do.

Cheryl: And everybody has someone. Even you, finally.

Mary: Thank you, I think.

Cheryl: Michael has Donna, Sam has Amanda, and then there's me -- miserable.

Mary: Oh, sweetie.

Cheryl: I am, Mom. And I don't even have any experience.

Mary: In what?

Cheryl: Look at what happened between me and Scott.

Mary: That was a decision you made at that time because you were too young. It was right for you.

Cheryl: Yeah, and what do I have to show for it, Mom? Nothing. No one.

Mary: What is this really about?

Cheryl: Are men just interested in women who have been around?

Mary: Uh -- I --

Cheryl: Because if they are, Mom, I'm going to have to make some major changes in my life.

Mary: Wait a minute, Cheryl.

Cheryl: Look, I have to get back to work. You know, isn't that exotic? That is so exciting. Oh.

Mary: Cheryl.

Oh. Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

Vince: "Oh, boy" is right. That should hit the spot.

Mary: We have to talk.

Vince: Oh? Well, I'm listening.

Mary: It's about Cheryl.

Vince: Oh..

Mary: Have you noticed that she's been kind of -- I don't know -- depressed lately?

Vince: Well, on and off, but, you know, all teenagers are moody.

Mary: No, no, this is more than just moodiness. I mean, she's really unhappy. She's upset.

Vince: What happened?

Mary: I think she's lonely, and I think she's very confused about what to do with the rest of her life.

Vince: Hmm. Well, you know, I'm not worried about Cheryl because she's always made her own decisions and taken the initiative.

Mary: That's the thing -- everybody expects so much of her. She thinks that everybody expects her to be perfect and beautiful and intelligent and -- I want to help her. I wasn't here to help M.J., and look what happened.

Vince: Wait a minute. You can't blame yourself for that, you know.

Mary: Don't push her.

Vince: Who's pushing her? I let her lead her own life.

Mary: Don't put pressure on her, not about anything. She needs time. She needs to work this out.

Cheryl: Pops, I need three chicken specials and two chocolate shakes, extra thick. See how good I am at this, Mom?

Burt: I'm sorry, John. I really like working for you. I was really hoping about this one -- you know, a bunch of vets working for a vet.

John: What's the problem? You need an advance? Our business is not going to stay this bad forever, Burt.

Burt: I really can't. My oldest son, Jim, is graduating from high school in June.

John: Yeah?

Burt: Yeah. Can you believe it?

John: No, not that kid.

Burt: He applied for a scholarship in basketball. He got it.

John: Just like you and me.

Burt: That's the problem.

John: Burt, times have changed. I mean, what's this got to do with you quitting now?

Burt: He's just like me. Got a basketball scholarship. I went to Vietnam, and look what good that has brought me. We're so strapped that he has to give up going to college so that he can work to feed my family.

John: Listen, Burt --

Burt: We're always getting shortchanged. What is it with the vets from Vietnam? You know, it's like we tell them that -- that we were there and that somehow we got out alive and walking, and they look at us like we're crazy. I'm not dangerous. Are you?

John: No.

Burt: There you go. Two of us in the same room, and we're not breaking any laws, huh? Should call the newspaper. This is an historical event.

John: Listen, Burt --

Burt: I was really hoping about this one. But I guess it's time to realize that things will never change. We'll never get a break, John. I lost my future 22 years ago when my number came up, and now my son is looking at the same bright future that his Dad had. Makes you feel proud, don't it? Nice try, Hudson.

Nicole: Drew.

Drew: I hope you don't mind. The door was open.

Nicole: Of course not. We were -- I was just -- how long have you been standing there?

Drew: Long enough.

Nicole: Listen, I can explain.

Liz: [Russian accent] what pleasure is to see you again, Mr. Drew.

Drew: Oh, countess, what a nice surprise.

Liz: Ah, yes, a big one. Must I have to go.

Drew: Gee, what a shame.

Liz: Ta. Speak to you again, darling.

Nicole: Oh, thank you, countess.

Liz: Pretty good, huh, darling?

Nicole: Yeah, don't press your luck. Get out of here.

Liz: Dasvidaniya.

Drew: Gee, I hope it wasn't something I said.

Nicole: Oh, no, no, she was on her way out anyway.

Drew: Oh, that's good. So it's true, huh?

Nicole: What?

Drew: That you still think about us.

Nicole: Oh, that. Well, yes. Of course I do.

Drew: Yeah, well, me, too.

Nicole: Well, don't get me wrong, Drew. It's just that the time I spent with you has always been a very special time in my life.

Drew: I see you got the roses.

Nicole: Yes, I did. Thank you. I'm sorry. They're really beautiful.

Drew: Well, every time I see them, I think about you.

Nicole: They're still my favorites.

Drew: I'm glad. Well, where's that charming partner of yours?

Nicole: Who? Cass.

Drew: Mm-hmm.

Nicole: He's out.

Drew: Well, that's good because I came by and I wanted to ask you something.

Nicole: What?

Drew: Would you care to have dinner with me tonight?

Nicole: Oh, tonight?

Drew: Yes, tonight. Do you have plans?

Nicole: Well, no. It's just that --

Drew: Well, then we can have dinner together, right?

Nicole: Well, yes.

Drew: Then it's all settled.

Nicole: Look, I want to be honest with you, Drew.

Drew: You always have been. That's one of the things I admired about you most.

Nicole: I know. It's just that -- well, you don't know who I am anymore.

Drew: All the more reason for us to have dinner together. We can sit down, you can fill me in on all the new developments about your personality.

Nicole: Ok. Ok. What time?

Drew: Say, 7:00? I'll pick you up here?

Nicole: Ok, that's fine.

Drew: I'll see you then.

Jason: What did Burt want?

John: Quit.

Jason: Great. He's the best foreman we have, John.

John: Wasn't making enough money.

Jason: If he'd just waited for the hospice deal --

John: He couldn't afford to wait.

Jason: I'm sorry. I know he was an old friend of yours, too.

John: He deserves better than this..

Jason: Don't we all?

John: Jason?

Jason: Yeah?

John: I want to make the bid on the construction of the hospice. I want to go before the board.

Jason: I'm doing the presenting on that.

John: I know you are, but I want to go with you.

Jason: What's your angle?

John: I don't have an angle. I just don't want you to jinx it.

Jason: When did you start getting superstitious on me?

John: Superstitious? What, are you going to tell me you're not superstitious?

Jason: All right, I'm listening.

John: Thanks.

Adam: Sorry. I wanted to get Courtney started on Mac's case. It just took a little longer than I expected.

Jamie: Well, it's a good thing I'm not in a big hurry today. So, back to my question.

Adam: No, Jamie, I am not seeing Lisa.

Jamie: How's your chin?

Adam: It's fine.

Jamie: I really am sorry I hit you.

Adam: Yeah, well, you were angry, and I just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Jamie: You're my cousin, you're my family, and I was --

Adam: Look, you used to beat up on me when I was a little kid. You know, blood ties didn't seem to matter then.

Jamie: We used to fight a lot, didn't we?

Adam: Boys do those kind of things, Jamie.

Jamie: Well, I was out of line, Adam.

Adam: Look, it's ok. It's fine, all right?

Jamie: But it doesn't change how I feel, Adam.

Adam: No, Jamie, and it doesn't change how I feel, either.

Jamie: What -- what exactly do you mean?

Adam: Look, I knew how you felt about Lisa.

Jamie: How I feel.

Feel, Adam -- feel about her.

Adam: I understand all that. Look, it's just a little hard for me to keep sitting on my feelings all the time, that's all.

Jamie: Oh, yeah? And what are those?

Adam: Look, I don't want to get into this now. I don't want to talk about --

Jamie: Why not, Adam?

Adam: I don't want to get into it.

Jamie: You just said you're tired of sitting on your feelings! Come on, tell me what they are!

Adam: It's because I care about her, all right?

Jamie: Ah! And?

Adam: I don't want to see her upset.

Jamie: Well, neither do I, Adam. Don't count me out of this too soon, cousin.

Adam: Jamie --

Jamie: We have a lot to talk about, Lisa and I.

Adam: You may not like what you hear, either.

Lisa: Hi, Cheryl.

Cheryl: Oh, hi, Lis.

Lisa: You look how I feel.

Cheryl: Thanks a lot.

Lisa: Are you confused?

Cheryl: Yeah.

Lisa: Depressed?

Cheryl: Mm-hmm.

Lisa: Feeling sorry for yourself?

Cheryl: It's that obvious, huh?

Lisa: Yeah, well, it is when you're there, too. Let me sit down. We can wallow together.

Cheryl: I'm warning you, though -- I'm not going to be very good company.

Lisa: Oh, that's ok. Hey, I feel better already.

Cheryl: Ugh! We must look pretty pathetic, huh?

Lisa: So, you want to talk about it?

Cheryl: I'm just -- you know, I'm real tired of being the super nice person who does everything she's supposed to do.

Lisa: I know how that feels.

Cheryl: Wouldn't you love to do something really insane that would send everyone you know running for cover?

Lisa: Yes, well, I can think of one person I'd like to send running over the edge.

Cheryl: You? Really?

Lisa: Well, yeah. See, nobody ever thinks I could get mad.

Cheryl: You know, I never thought you were so much like me.

Lisa: Well, what is it that you would like to do?

Cheryl: Oh, what would I like to do? I guess running down Main Street naked is a little too extreme.

[Lisa gasps]

Lisa: You wouldn't!

Cheryl: No, I wouldn't. Of course I wouldn't. That's the problem.

Lisa: Ok, so drastic, potentially dangerous actions are out. So what's left?

Singer: Hide her away from the rest of the world

Lisa and Cheryl: Shopping.

Cheryl: I knew you were like me!

Lisa: Let's go out and spend tons of money.

Cheryl: Tons and tons of money on many, many outrageous, outrageous things. Pops, I'm taking the morning off. Sorry. Bye-bye!

Lisa: Bye!

Singer: That's all they really want

Vince: I ought to ground that girl. There you go. There you go, there you go.

Man: I asked for an omelet.

Vince: I couldn't find any. Eat the burger. I make the best burger in Bay City. Ask anybody.

Man: But I'm a vegetarian.

Vince: Eat it anyway. Pretend it's chopped broccoli. You'll love it. Hey, Jamie, you want to earn some extra bucks?

Jamie: Huh?

Vince: Oh, man, look at this place. Cheryl dumped me. I can't believe it. I'm so desperate, I wish Charlie was here -- almost.

Jamie: Well, actually, I'm not very good with --

Vince: Ok, ok, but if you get hungry later on, you're going to have to help yourself because today family and friends are on their own.

Jamie: Well, Vince, I was hoping to run into Lisa here.

Vince: Ha-ha! No kidding?

Jamie: What?

Vince: She's the one who kidnapped Cheryl. They left here smiling like two cats who just ate two little canaries. Listen, I'm a little busy now, so, like I said, help yourself.

Jamie: Thanks. Vince, can I use your phone?

Vince: Oh, yeah, yeah, go ahead.

[Phone rings]

Lisa's voice: Hi. I'm not here, so please leave a message and wait for the beep. Thank you.

[Answering machine beeps]

Singer: Watching the sun set so low tells us that it's time the day is to end nobody cries as it leaves or reaches for the light it's soon back again but then I hear you sigh and wish that you could stay I'd like another day with you don't want to know where it ends I'll live with either way just tell me what I have to do where is the joy time forgets? You ask me if I know it's still as before up on a breeze soaring high it comes alive each day whenever you call but now to lose your love the charm throughout my day to walk along our paths all alone I have memories enough to help me find my way to bring back all the love we've known

Cass: Thinking of me?

Mac: Well, did Adam think he could be of any help?

Rachel: Well, the funny thing is, is he thought the person who trashed the car probably didn't have anything to do with the takeover.

Mac: What? Why not?

Rachel: I don't know. I went in and told him the story and expected him to agree with me. But he's the detective. He says he has to explore all of the possibilities.

Mac: Well, I understand that, but why did it happen? I mean, there's no other explanation.

Rachel: I can't think of any, but Adam wants to look at all the angles.

Mac: I don't know what he could find. I mean, nobody comes to your house and trashes your car arbitrarily.

Rachel: Darling he's just doing his job. He's a stickler for the rules, as are most of the Corys.

Mac: Oh, is that right?

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Mac: Uh-huh.

[Phone rings]

Rachel: Oh, I'll get that. It's probably Adam. He said he'd call us as soon as he got some word.


Rachel: Hello? Hello? Hello? Who is this?

Mac: Rachel?

Rachel: Who is this? Hello? Somebody's on the other end. I can hear them.

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