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Another World Transcript Thursday 5/6/04

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Jamie: You all right?

Vicky: I've been better.

Jamie: I'm really sorry about Mikey.

Vicky: Oh, I messed up good this time, Jamie.

Jamie: Stop blaming yourself. You were dealing with a crisis.

Vicky: If I could have just taken him with me, I could have gone over there, and we could have avoided the whole --

Jamie: It's over, it's over. Mikey's fine.

Vicky: That baby could have died. I don't know what I would have done.

Jamie: Stop this.

Vicky: I lost him, Jamie! Do you know what that means, not only to me?

Jamie: I know how much you loved him.

Vicky: Now he's going to be with strangers, and he's probably so confused, he doesn't know what --

Jamie: No, no, no, no, no. He's probably with very good people.

Vicky: I loved him so much. He needed me. I failed. I failed him.

Jamie: You're exhausted. Why don't you let me take you home? Ok?

Vicky: Can you just stay with me for a few minutes?

Jamie: Sure. Sure. Everything's going to be fine. Don't you worry.

Vicky: Oh, Jamie, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Mitch: Amanda. How's Sam doing?

Amanda: I don't know. They won't even let me in the room while they're taking the bandages off.

Felicia: So you haven't heard anything yet, honey?

Amanda: No, nothing. I can't stand this.

Mitch: How does he feel?

Amanda: Well, he's quiet, but I know he's scared to death.

Felicia: You know, I'm a little worried about you.

Amanda: It has to be good news. It just can't be bad news.

Mitch: Are you all right?

Amanda: I'll be fine. Sam's going to be fine..

Felicia: Listen, why don't you sit down for just a minute, all right?

Mitch: Really, you've been through a lot.

Amanda: What is taking so long?

Felicia: Is Jamie in there?

Amanda: No, it's Dr. Abbott and Ronnie. I don't think Jamie even knows they're taking the bandages off tonight.

Felicia: Listen to me. Everything is going to be fine. I just know it will.

Amanda: He has to be able to see. I wish they would hurry up.

Dr.. Abbott: You have to relax, Sam.

Sam: Just get it off, ok? Just get it off.

Ronnie: Come on, try to take it easy.

Sam: Come on, come on, hurry.

Dr. Abbott: All right, all right. Your eyes will have to adjust, so don't be upset if your vision is blurred, all right?

Sam: Look, if I can see anything I'll be happy.

Dr. Abbott: Ok. Here's one, and this is the last one.

Sam: Amanda?

Amanda: Sam?

Sam: I'd forgotten how good you look.

Felicia: Did he just say what I think he just said?

Sam: You have the most beautiful brown eyes. Oh, you look great.

Amanda: Sam -- I can't believe this.

Mitch: Hey, brother?

Sam: Yeah?

Mitch: How about me?

Sam: Stone face, you're as ugly as ever.

[Sam laughs]

Mitch: You don't know how glad I am to hear say that.

Dr. Abbott: I know you're excited, Sam, but you have to take it easy.

Ronnie: Don't count on it.

Sam: Yeah, really.

Felicia: See, I told you everything would be fine.

Amanda: I love you.

Sam: You, too. So, doc, when am I going home?

Dr. Abbott: Oh, right away.

Sam: Oh, yeah?

Dr. Abbott: Of course not. We have to keep you under observation for a while. We'll take you off the heart monitor, but let's not rush things.

Sam: Are you kidding? I feel great! You look great. You all look great.

[Amanda laughs]

Mitch: Dr. Abbott, I don't know how we'll ever thank you.

Sam: Yeah.

Dr. Abbott: Sam's a lucky man. I told Dr. Frame it would take a miracle.

Amanda: Welcome back.

Ronnie: Now, I don't want any excuses out of you when I come over for your Lamaze classes.

Sam: I can't wait to see that baby. Oh.

Amanda: You're going to be so happy.

Sam: Yeah.

Felicia: I certainly love happy endings.

Sam: Oh.

Jamie: You know you look really great with swollen eyes?

Vicky: Jamie, don't make fun of me.

Jamie: I'm not. I really do feel awful about all of this.

Vicky: Jamie, if I ask you a question, will you answer me honestly?

Jamie: I'll try.

Vicky: Do you think that I was qualified to take care of Mikey?

Jamie: Honestly?

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: I think you were wonderful with him.

Vicky: You're not just saying that?

Jamie: No. I could tell how -- how happy you were to have him.

Vicky: I was. I remember from the first time I saw him I wanted to take him home and take care of him.

Jamie: And he was very lucky to have you, too.

Vicky: You know, the sickening part of it was some -- some people thought I was taking care of Mikey to prove something to you.

Jamie: Oh, that's ridiculous.

Vicky: It's really not true, Jamie. It's really not. I -- I wanted Mikey because he just reminded me so much of myself when I was his age.

Jamie: I know.

Vicky: I really loved that kid, you know? He really loved me, too. We really needed each other.

Jamie: You helped him out a lot. That's important.

Vicky: Well, thanks for listening to all of me. Uh -- you must be really exhausted yourself after all that stuff with Sam and --

Jamie: Speaking of which, you were wonderful with him in the loft.

Vicky: I didn't do anything, Jamie.

Jamie: What are you talking about? You didn't panic at all. There's no way Amanda could've handled Sam's seizure alone.

Vicky: People just never get what they deserve, do they? I mean, you start feeling happy and all excited about how things are going to be, and then it just all explodes in your head and ends up miserable.

Jamie: What are you -- that is really dumb! You know, I thought you were smarter than that. You want to know how it really -- I'll tell you how it really is. When you're feeling lousy and you're feeling miserable, it just means that something really great is -- is bound to happen and you're going to end up feeling great! It's that simple.

[Jamie laughs]

Vicky: You are one swell guy.

Jamie: Yeah, I know.

Vicky: Although, I don't think your philosophy on life really agrees with me that much.

Jamie: Oh, spare me. Well, you never give yourself enough credit. You know that?

Vicky: Jamie, no one ever has given me enough credit.

Jamie: That's not true. What about your parents?

Vicky: Oh, they love me. But even they've never really trusted me.

Jamie: You know, you've got to stop -- you got to stop beating up on yourself one of these days.

Vicky: You know what my problem is? I've always gotten what I wanted. So when I really love something -- or someone -- I always lose them. The car --

[Vicky sighs]

Vicky: I have to leave.

Jamie: I'll drive.

Vicky: No, no. Really, Jamie, I'm -- I'm just fine.

Jamie: You are not fine. I'm driving. Give me the keys. Give me the keys. You're tired. You'll feel a lot better after some rest.

Vicky: Ok, doc. Thanks.

Jamie: Just call me a swell guy.

[Vicky and Jamie laugh]

Mac: I just don't want to go into this any further.

Rachel: Just what do you think you're going to accomplish by meeting with him again?

Mac: Everything? Nothing? I don't know.

Rachel: I don't believe it. He has the audacity -- Drew Marsten has the audacity to call you at home and demand you come over to this office, and you run over here!

Mac: He isn't demanding anything, Rachel.

Rachel: You've already met with him, Mac. What is that snake going to tell you now?

Mac: He is not a snake. If he were a snake, it'd be easier for me to say no to him. He's a shrewd businessman. Reminds me of myself when I was his age.

Rachel: That's hogwash!

Mac: What?

Rachel: You're nothing like him!

Mac: You don't even know him!

Rachel: Do you?

Mac: Well, I know that the very generous bid he's made for Cory shows he is a very serious man about buying this company.

Rachel: You can't be selling it, Mac. You can't be thinking of doing that.

Mac: You don't know everything about me, Rachel.

Rachel: Yes, I do!

Mac: Look, he's going to be here any minute. There are things I need to go over, all right?

Rachel: Are you telling me to leave?

Mac: No, but I do not want to discuss this anymore, ok?

Rachel: Why are you being so stubborn, Mac?

Mac: All right, I'm stubborn! I'm also the C.E.O. of Cory Publishing, and what I say goes!

Rachel: Are you pulling rank on me?

Mac: If I decide to sell, it's sold!

[Mac sighs]

Mac: You've got that look in your eye that makes me nervous.

Rachel: You ought to be nervous. I feel like smacking you.

Mac: Oh, please anything but that.

Rachel: This isn't a joke, Mac.

Mac: No, it sure isn't.

Rachel: How can you say it's just your decision?

Mac: Because it is.

Rachel: What about us?

Mac: I have always considered your opinions -- I had no choice.

Rachel: What?

Mac: I said I've always listened to everything you had to say.

Rachel: Mac, you have always said that Cory Publishing is a family business.

Mac: It is -- for now.

Rachel: Oh, you are making me angry.

Mac: Well, I don't mean to, Rachel.

Rachel: On the one hand, you say it's a family business. On the other hand, you say that we have absolutely no say in the decisions.

Mac: Will you just let me deal with this?

Rachel: All right, fine. I'm going to the hospital. Amanda needs me.

Mac: I'll be there as soon as I'm finished.

Rachel: No, you are fine. You don't need any consultation. You have all your answers, don't you? Excuse me.

Drew: Did I -- uh -- interrupt?

Mac: No, not at all. Please come in.

Drew: I'd like to thank you for meeting me. I didn't want to disturb you at home.

Mac: Quite all right, although I am a little surprised you wanted to talk again so soon. If you're looking for an answer --

Drew: Oh, no, no, I'm not trying to pressure you, Mac. I'm just very excited about the possibilities that may come to pass.

Mac: Yes. I can remember what it was like to feel that way.

Drew: I'm sure you can.

Mac: So, what is it that wouldn't wait until tomorrow?

Drew: I had some ideas about some changes in the News department.

Mac: Changes? What kind of changes?

Drew: Well, first of all, it's overstaffed. If it's going to run efficiently, it needs about 20% staff cut.

Mac: Oh? When we talked earlier, I understood you to say there would be no major changes at Cory.

Drew: Well, obviously, there would be some adjustments. I thought you deserved to know that.

Mac: Thank you.

Drew: Like Cass Winthrop going to another division. Now, my client would rather distribute people, as opposed to terminating.

Mac: Hmm. That reminds me of a second-rate sci-fi writer I chose not to publish.

Drew: Well, maybe I'm being too direct. No, I think that's the proper way to deal with you.

Mac: Thank you, I think.

Drew: And if you stay on as a consultant, you would be privy to all information about the company.

Mac: Well, thank you again, although "privy" suggests I might be in the outhouse. Look, Mr. Marsten --

Drew: Drew.

Mac: I think it's -- yes, Drew -- I think it's a little premature to be talking along those lines yet.

Drew: Well, maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, I always do.

Mac: I promise you I will take everything into consideration. But I need time.

Drew: Of course. I'd like to thank you for meeting me tonight, and if you need anything, please call me.

Mac: I'll do that.

Drew: I'm -- I'm confident that you'll make the right choice.

Mac: Good night.

Drew: Good night. Thank you for your time.

Vicky: Thanks, Jamie.

Jamie: It's no problem.

Vicky: It was a big problem.

Jamie: You sure you're ok?

Vicky: Not now, but I will be.

Jamie: Yeah, I know you will be. Good night.

Vicky: Good night.

Jamie: You know, on second thought, I think I'd better stay here and make sure you're ok.

Vicky: Jamie, I am fine! Really, I'm really --

Jamie: First thing we have to do is make sure you're comfortable.

[Vicky sighs]

Jamie: Come here.

Vicky: Jamie --

Jamie: Come here. Why don't you just sit down right here.

Vicky: Ok.

Jamie: Ok?

Vicky: Mission accomplished, all right?

Jamie: I told you, you were tired. Let me take these --

Vicky: Jamie --

Jamie: Boots off your weary feet.

Vicky: Really, you don't have to do this.

Jamie: Come on.

Vicky: I don't like my feet.

Jamie: Why not?

Vicky: Because I don't like my feet.

Jamie: Oh, I never noticed.

Vicky: That's because I did that on purpose.

[Jamie chuckles]

Vicky: Um -- hey, do you want something to drink? I've got something somewhere, I'm sure.

Jamie: No, I'll get something later. But first off, we need some relaxing music.

Vicky: If you turn on that elevator music stuff, I'm leaving, ok?

Jamie: Oh, no, don't worry. We're going to have some classical. It's time that you started to expand your musical horizons past the top 40.

[Classical music plays]

Jamie: There we go.

Vicky: Oh, that's not bad.

Jamie: Oh, yes, candles. Perfect. Perfect.

Vicky: Jamie --

Jamie: No, really, they're perfect for the mood, you know?

Vicky: You really don't have to do all this for me.

Jamie: Oh, I know that. Light.

Jamie: There. Now, how do you feel?

Vicky: I miss Mikey.

Jamie: You know what? Try not to think about that.

Vicky: We were so perfect for each other. I would make him laugh and we were happy together and we would play and --

Jamie: You'll make a great mother someday, you know that?

Vicky: I could give him everything he wanted, Jamie. I could give him the world -- oh, wow. I -- I'm sorry. I -- um -- I must be really terrible company.

Jamie: Oh, it's ok. Now, just relax. I'll stay here as long as you want.

Vicky: You know, I used to hate people that felt sorry for themselves. And tonight I am a case history, and I'm sorry.

Jamie: Well, you know, a little self-pity never hurt anybody.

Vicky: You don't know what I would've done if you weren't there tonight.

Jamie: Well, I'm glad I am.

Mac: Oh, that's really terrific news!

Mitch: Yes, it is. I mean, at least it's -- well, it's finally over.

Felicia: That's right. Your daughter is in there right now doing cartwheels.

Mac: Now they can make a good start on their life together. They've really had to go through too much.

Mitch: Oh, yeah, Rachel's inside.

Mac: Is she?

Felicia: Yes. She's the one that told us you were at Cory.

Mitch: Is -- uh -- something going on?

Mac: Yes. I -- uh -- I just met with a man who wants to take over Cory.

Felicia: Drew Marsten?

Mac: You know him?

Felicia: Well, I know he's an old friend of Nicole's -- I mean, that's what Cass told me. So that is who you're talking about?

Mac: Yeah.

Felicia: I thought maybe Cass was overreacting because he was once involved with Nicole.

Mac: No, no, somebody else is providing the backing, but Marsten is managing the whole thing. The secret is out.

Mitch: Do you know what you're going to do?

Mac: Well, he wants to buy me out.

Felicia: That's not going to happen, though, is it?

Mac: It will if I let it.

Mitch: And you're really thinking of selling, are you?

Mac: It is a possibility. I think maybe it's time to let new blood run Cory.

Mitch: Well, Mac, I know it's none of my business, but I just wouldn't like to see Cory change hands. It's too much of a beautifully run company.

Mac: Thank you, Mitch. I really appreciate you saying that. Well, I want to see Sam.

Felicia: Yes, he was asking for you.

Mac: Thank you both.

Mitch: See you later.

Felicia: Bye, Mac. See you later.

Mac: Hi, everybody.

Sam: Oh, hi, Mac.

Amanda: Hi.

Mac: Oh, Sam! I can't tell you how happy I am for you.

Sam: Thanks.

Amanda: You all right, Daddy?

Mac: Yeah. Why?

Amanda: It's just Mom was telling us that --

Rachel: How was the meeting?

Mac: Pretty basic.

Amanda: Daddy, can I talk to you for a minute?

Mac: Now?

Amanda: Yeah. We'll be right back.

Amanda: Mom was telling us before about -- um -- what you're thinking about doing.

Mac: Well, I really wish she hadn't. I haven't definitely decided yet, and you have enough to deal with.

Amanda: How can you be considering selling Cory? I know it isn't for the money.

Mac: Well, he's offered a great deal.

Amanda: And?

Mac: And I -- I need to be able to be with my family when they need me. Look, honey, Cory Enterprises has gotten so large I feel I'm losing personal control of it. So when I'm away, I worry about what's happening there. Now, my family comes first. Lately, it hasn't. I simply don't like that.

Amanda: That isn't true, and you know it! You've been here with me through all of this with Sam.

Mac: My mind is in 10 different places. I'm losing focus. Soon I won't be able to do anything right.

Amanda: Well, it's your decision. But I just want you to know that Cory Publishing is very important to me. I don't want to see it leave this family, and I know deep down you don't want that, either. I want my children to be able to go to work with their wonderful grandfather. And I know you're talking about neglecting the family and everything, but, Daddy, Cory Publishing is part of this family. I just don't want you to forget that. I love you. I know you'll make the right decision.

[Piano plays]

Lisa: I'd like a glass of white wine, please.

[Classical music plays]

[classical music plays]

Jamie: Here.

Vicky: No, thank you.

Jamie: Is something wrong?

Vicky: Uh -- no. I'm -- I'm fine.

Jamie: Listen, Vicky -- uh --

Vicky: Don't say it, Jamie.

Jamie: You know, I didn't want you to be upset.

Vicky: I know you don't love me. Um -- I know that wasn't what this was about.

Jamie: Well, you know I don't want to hurt you.

Vicky: I know. Um -- Jamie, I needed you tonight, and you were here, and thank you very much. I don't expect anything else. I don't want you to feel obligated or guilty about any of this.

Jamie: I don't. I'm having a hard time with all this.

Vicky: Look -- uh -- I know what I was getting into the first time I made love to you. I also know that you still think about Lisa.

Jamie: I wasn't thinking about --

Vicky: You don't have to say that to me!

Jamie: Would you stop telling me what I'm thinking, please?

Vicky: I just don't want you to think that you have to tell me that you have a commitment to me now or -- or think that you have to profess your undying love to me, ok?

Jamie: You know, I don't know how exactly I feel. But it's obvious that we have a lot to deal with here and we should talk about it.

Vicky: I'm never going to forget you being here for me tonight.

Jamie: I want to be here tonight.

Vicky: Jamie, I've really got to be alone.

Jamie: Why don't we -- let's fix some dinner.

Vicky: No. Uh -- I don't know if I can deal with all that's happened today. I think I just need to get some rest. If -- if it's ok, I'll call you in the morning, all right?

Jamie: I'm worried about you.

Vicky: Don't be. I just got a lot on my mind, and -- uh -- I need some sleep, ok?

Jamie: You sure?

Vicky: Yes, I'm sure.

Jamie: Ok. See you tomorrow.

Vicky: Jamie? Sweet dreams.

Jamie: Good night.

[Piano plays]

[piano plays]

Felicia: Lisa.

Lisa: Hi! I was wondering where you were. It's not the same around here when you're not here.

Felicia: We were at the hospital. Sam got his eyesight back.

Lisa: That's great!

Mitch: In fact, we were going to celebrate. Would you like to join us?

Lisa: Well, I'm not really hungry, but I'll sit with you.

Felicia: Good. Ok.

Lisa: Ok.

Mitch: Um -- I'm going to go see your bartender a second.

Felicia: You know, you can take the man out of the bar, but you can't take the bartender out of the man. Honey, I'm sure he's fine.

Mitch: Just go ahead and talk. I'll be right back.

Felicia: He hates his bloody Marys. Come on, let's sit down.

Lisa: Ok.

Felicia: Ok. What are you doing here all by yourself?

Lisa: There's nothing on TV tonight.

Felicia: You haven't talked to Jamie at all?

Lisa: It's over. Too much has happened.

Felicia: Oh, just -- just like that? That's it?

Lisa: We can't even stay in the same room together anymore.

Felicia: I'm sorry. You know, you look a little tired.

Lisa: I am tired -- I'm tired of talking about all this, and I'm not going to think about Jamie tonight or Vicky.

Felicia: You know, even if it's over between you and Jamie, it does not mean that he's going to run off to Vicky Hudson. It doesn't.

Lisa: You know what?

Felicia: What?

Lisa: Breakups stink.

Felicia: Can I quote you on that one?

Lisa: Sure. Who needs Jamie, anyway?

Felicia: So, what, not thinking about him tonight is not working, is it?

Lisa: No.

Felicia: Then what, honey? What's next?

Lisa: I don't know. Do you have any suggestions?

Felicia: Oh, you know me -- I always have suggestions.

Lisa: Ok.

Felicia: I just don't have one right now. Have you talked to Rachel?

Lisa: Felicia, that's a lousy suggestion -- talk to my ex's mother about my ex.

Felicia: Yeah, it's a lousy suggestion. Sorry.

Lisa: I am going to miss those Cory's. They were very nice to me.

Felicia: You know, I should say now that Sam has his eyesight back, I'm sure they plan to go ahead with Amanda's baby shower.

Lisa: Well, I don't think the Cory's will want me there.

Felicia: Of course they would want you there. I just don't know if you want to be there. But I know they'd understand that.

Lisa: You know, Amanda's a friend of mine. I was in her wedding.

Felicia: Mm-hmm.

Lisa: I can't just back out, and, besides, Vicky will be there and I will not give her the satisfaction.

Felicia: Now, that's my girl.

Felicia: Well, now, isn't this interesting?

Drew: Hey.

Bartender: What can I get you?

Drew: Let me have a cognac, please.

Bartender: Coming right up.

Drew: Say, can I use your telephone?

Bartender: Sure, go ahead.

Drew: Thank you.

Drew: Yeah, let me speak to Dr. Aspen, please. Yeah, I'll hold.

Lisa: Do you know that man?

Felicia: No, not personally. But I'm wondering why Mitch is looking at him as though he knows him.

Drew: Doc? Yeah. How's it going? Hmm? Oh, yeah, it's come together pretty well. Yeah, I think he'll bite. Hey, when has the golden boy ever let you down? Mm-hmm. Doc, I got a real good feeling about this one. Good. I'll keep in touch.

Felicia: Hi. Do you know that guy?

Mitch: No.

Felicia: Really? I thought you might by the way you were looking at him. You know, that's Drew Marsten.

Mitch: As in Nicole's Drew Marsten?

Felicia: Right.

Lisa: What do you mean, "Nicole's Drew"? What about Cass?

Felicia: Well, she was very involved with him once, and, of course, it's making Cass crazy.

Mitch: That's very strange.

Felicia: What is?

Mitch: It's nothing. Look, why don't you go ahead and order. I'll be back in a bit.

Felicia: Something's going on.

Mitch: Hey, Jimmy? Look at those guys.

Jimmy: Country-club stars.

Mitch: What do you mean?

Jimmy: The white-collar crooks.

Mitch: You mean like tax fraud?

Jimmy: Yeah, they got all kinds of convictions, but they get treated like royalty..

Mitch: Payoffs?

Jimmy: Sure are. The only reason they're doing time is because they have to. The courts had to convict them, but the prisons don't want them. So they walk around here like they own the place, get away with murder.

Mitch: Well, they act comfortable. I mean, you'd think they don't have a care in the world.

Jimmy: They don't. They get out of here in three months' time, walk right back to some cushy job with company frills.

Mitch: What do you mean, they work for the same group?

Jimmy: Thick as thieves.

Mitch: So who's their boss?

Jimmy: Some guy they call golden boy, but he's obviously smarter than them. He's out there and they're in here and they still won't squeal on him. He must have something real good on each one of them. He knows what he's doing.

Vicky: Can I have a menu, please? Thanks. Oh -- I think I'll have a red wine, too, please. Thanks.

Lisa: I would've taken you to be more of the screwdriver type.

Vicky: Hey, Lisa.

Lisa: I'll have a white wine, please. What, no wisecracks?

Vicky: I really just don't have it in me tonight.

Lisa: I'm sorry about Mikey.

Vicky: Thanks.

Lisa: So how's Jamie?

Vicky: I don't know, Lisa. Why don't you ask him that?


Jamie: All right, all right. I think this patient has had enough fun for one evening.

Sam: Oh, hi, doc.

Amanda: Hi.

Jamie: That's Dr. Wonderful to you. Your wife had me convinced I was Jonas Salk.

Rachel: That's my boy.

Jamie: And if you all keep it up, my head's going to get too big for my body.

Rachel and Amanda: "Going to"?

Mac: "Going to get"?

[Sam laughs]

Jamie: Thanks a lot!

Rachel: What brings you here?

[Jamie sighs]

Jamie: Insomnia.

Sam: So how's Lisa?

Jamie: I wouldn't know.

Mac: Ahem. Since I have you all here, I've made a decision about Cory. I have decided that if I decide to sell Cory, I'll never hear the end of it, especially from the women in this family.


Sam: That's so true.

Rachel: Really?

Mac: And since I don't want to look at cold shoulders for the next 20 years --

Amanda: He's not going to sell.

Rachel: Oh, you're a smart man, Mackenzie Cory.

Mac: Cory will stay with the Cory's as long as there's a Cory to run it.

Amanda: Or a Fowler.

Sam: Wait a second, not me, uh-uh.

Amanda: Your son and daughter.

[Rachel and Mac laughs]

Sam: Plural? What?

Amanda: I'm thinking ahead.

Jamie: Congratulations, Mac. It's the right choice.

Mac: Hopefully.

Rachel: Isn't it lovely you didn't cave in to family pressure?

Mac: Hmm.

Rachel: Hmm.

[Jamie laughs]

[Rachel laughs]

Mac: You know, I don't like to tangle with you. And your daughter is no better.

Amanda: She taught me well.

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Mac: So I don't want to hear another word of concern about me.

Rachel: From us?

Amanda: Who? Us? No.

Mac: Now, is everybody happy?

Rachel and Amanda: Yes!


[piano plays]

Lisa: So, you've seen Jamie?

Vicky: Yes. Listen, I want to thank you again for helping me find Mikey.

Lisa: I'm just glad he wasn't hurt.

Vicky: I miss that little guy a lot.

Lisa: Vicky, I'm going to say something that I never thought I would say.

Vicky: Go ahead.

Lisa: I know you -- I know I criticized you for taking care of Mikey. But I don't presume to know your motives. But I know you love him, and I'm sorry.

Vicky: Thank you.

Lisa: Do you know who has custody of him now?

Vicky: No. But I am worried sick about him.

Lisa: I'm sure he'll be fine.

Vicky: You know, things were just starting to work out between the two of us.

Lisa: What do you mean?

Vicky: He was starting to trust me and -- and love me. It was just the beginning, though.

Lisa: I know how that feels.

Vicky: It's all my fault.

Lisa: Oh?

Vicky: Yeah. I mean, if -- if I would've paid more attention or been more careful, I -- uh -- would be sitting playing with him right now in my apartment.

Lisa: Well, Vicky, I probably would have done the same thing you did.

Vicky: Really?

Lisa: Well, yeah. Sam and Amanda were very lucky that you were there. I hear that you really took control till Jamie got there.

Vicky: Jamie saved Sam's life in that apartment.

Lisa: Jamie's a good doctor.

Vicky: Yes, he is.

Lisa: Vicky, if it's any consolation -- and it probably is -- I'm not going to fight your relationship with Jamie.

Vicky: What do you mean by that?

Lisa: I mean if you're the one Jamie wants, he's grown up, he can make his own decision.

Vicky: How many more half-baked compliments are you going to give me tonight, Lisa?

Lisa: Vicky, I'm trying to tell you that the road is clear. I'm not going to try to convince Jamie that you're not right for him.

Vicky: I came here to get something to eat in -- in peace. I -- I wasn't in the mood for your arguing at all, ok?

Lisa: Who's arguing? I think we've been very civil.

Vicky: "Civil." "Civil"? I can't get any peace in this town anywhere.

Lisa: Vicky --

Felicia: What happened? What did she say to you?

Lisa: I don't know.

Felicia: Boy, this kid's never going to give up, is she?

Lisa: I think she just did.

[Piano plays]

Felicia: Hey, Mitch Blake?

Mitch: Hmm. How about --

Felicia: How about I order some pigs' feet?

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: You know, if I didn't know better, I might be jealous by all of this.

Mitch: I'm sorry, it's -- I think I know something about this guy.

Felicia: Really? Then you do know him?

Mitch: I know him and I don't know him. It's just something about him.

Felicia: You know, normally, a mysterious man is very charming, but in this case you're making me crazy. Would you please tell me what it is you know? Come on!

Mitch: Well, I don't -- I don't know.

Felicia: Ok, fine. I'm starving. You want to order dinner? I don't know why I'm putting up with all of this.

Mitch? Hey --

Mitch: I'll be right back.

Felicia: What are you going to do?

Felicia: Sorry. I guess your friend left, huh?

Mitch: Well, he's not -- he's not a friend.

Felicia: Right.

Mitch: I'm sorry. So -- to more important things. Where were we?

Felicia: Where were we?

Mitch: You said something about a pig's foot?

Felicia: You were listening.

Mitch: Honey, I always listen to you.

[Felicia laughs]

Felicia: You know what? You -- you're quite the little smoothie, aren't you?

Mitch: That's right, Smoothie Blake is my name.

[Felicia laughs]

Felicia: Is it? Ok. So, are you --

Mitch: Hungry?

Felicia: Are you hungry? Yeah, you -- I've got a room downstairs.

Mitch: You do?

Felicia: I do. Want to see it?

Mitch: Like, right now?

Felicia: How about yesterday?

Mitch: That sounds good.

Felicia: It does?

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: Get up.

Mitch: Let's go.

Felicia: Thank you.

Jamie: Good night, everybody.

All: Good night, Jamie.

Jamie: Oh -- and, Sam? Stop harassing the nurses.

Sam: No!


Sam: I like that.

Singer: Anything for you though you're not here since you said we're through it seems like years time keeps draggin' on and on and forever's been and gone still, I can figure what went wrong I'd still do anything for you I'll play your game you hurt me through and through but you can have your way I can pretend each time I see you that I don't care and I don't need you and though you'll never see me cryin' you know inside I feel like dying and I'd do anything for you in spite of it all I've learned so much from you you made me strong don't you ever think that I don't love you that for one minute I forgot you but sometimes things don't work out right and you just have to say goodbye I hope you find someone to please you someone who'll care and never leave you but if that someone ever hurts you you just might need a friend to turn to

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