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Another World Transcript Friday 5/7/04

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Marley: Jake, would you stop hounding me for one minute, please?

Jake: I'm not hounding you! I am just trying to make you listen.

Marley: I am tired of listening. You see what you make me do?

Jake: Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, everything's my fault.

Marley: Yes, it is.

Jake: Ok, come on, Marley!

Marley: Do you think that I'm impressed that you followed me all the way to Bay City, Jake -- because I'm not.

Jake: Marley, I just want you to know that I'm trying to make things work.

Marley: You're trying to clear your guilty conscience. Jake, I need some time. You've given me a lot that I've got to work through.

Jake: What paperback novel did you get that out of? "Work through"? Marley, how are you going to work through anything if you won't talk to me, if I can't touch you, if we can't sleep together?

Marley: That's everything to you, isn't it -- sleeping together? Jake, I cannot have a discussion with you until you let me make some decisions on my own. Now, would you please just respect that in me, just for once?

Donna: Marley!

Michael: Hey, what's all the yelling about?

Marley: Good morning.

Jake: I'm sorry. Did we wake you guys up?

Donna: Well, no, not us, but maybe the neighbors.

Michael: You want to tell me what all this yelling is about?

Mitch: Well, I'm glad to hear you're back on the right track, Jimmy. Well, that's good. It's been a long time. Look, I was wondering if you remembered some of the country club inmates. Does the name Golden Boy and Doc Aspen ring a bell with you? Well, do you know if by any chance --

Felicia: Good morning, everybody.

Mitch: They might be connected with a businessman by the name of Drew Marsten?

Felicia: Hi.

Mitch: Really? Dirty money? Ok, look -- yeah, yeah, that's good for now. Look, thank you, Jimmy. Let me get back in touch with you. Talk to you later. Thank you.

Felicia: Hey, you playing the horses again?

Mitch: Shouldn't be so nosy when I'm planning surprises for you.

Felicia: A surprise for me? Really? Oh, that's my favorite thing in life.

Mitch: Aren't you in a good mood.

Felicia: Why wouldn't I be? I sort of started the morning off with a bang. Speaking of surprises, I have one for you, too.

Mitch: For me?

Felicia: Mm-hmm. I sort of reserved a yacht to take us around the bay for a little brunch. It's a beautiful day.

Mitch: Honey --

Felicia: Mitch, don't do this.

Mitch: I wish you would've checked with me first. A rain check?

Felicia: Yes, of course you can have a rain check. But what could possibly be more fun than to be on a cruise with me?

Mitch: Well, I do have work at "Brava," not to mention a shoot for a client.

Felicia: You see? It isn't better.

Mitch: No. No, it's not. But what we'll do --

Felicia: What?

Mitch: I'll finish up, I'll come back, we'll have a late lunch, ok?

Felicia: Well, it's not a cruise, but it's not a bad alternative.

Mitch: I'll see you then.

Felicia: All right, hurry up.

Mitch: Ok.

Felicia: I hate surprises.

Nicole: 10:00? Oh, such a lousy clock.

Nicole: Oh, that's great. My favorite lipstick.

Nicole: Cass.

Cass: Why not?

Cass: Why not?

Nicole: Cass, do you mind? I want to get dressed.

Cass: Nicole, you don't have to be modest with me. I mean, after all, I have seen it before, remember?

Nicole: Oh, stop it.

Cass: Tell me, why don't you want to have lunch?

Nicole: Cass, I'm sorry, all right, but it's after 10:00 and I've got to open the salon.

Cass: Sophie's down there.

Nicole: We can discuss this later, all right?

Cass: She's down there, so just forget about the salon.

Nicole: Oh, like you did? No, Cass, I have a responsibility to this place.

Cass: And I have a responsibility to our stomachs, so what about lunch? I'll tell you what, I'll even buy.

Nicole: I have plans.

Cass: Let me guess with whom. When are you going to give me a break?

Nicole: Cass, Drew already asked me and I already said yes, all right?

Cass: You know what they call a girl who can't say no?

Nicole: I did say no! I even wrote in on your mirror in lusty rose -- n-o!

Cass: I don't know how you can stand even being around that guy! It's a wonder you can even stay awake!

Nicole: Oh, you're the only one I know who associates romance with boredom.

Cass: Hey! I'm getting very close to the edge here. I thought that a message in lipstick -- lusty rose or any other shade -- was a pretty romantic way to face a mirror first thing in the morning.

Nicole: Cass --

Cass: Maybe it's time that I came to the conclusion that I just can't win with you!

Nicole: I told you -- I told you that I'm confused.

Cass: No, my patience and sympathy and understanding are wearing very thin! Maybe it's a good thing that you are meeting Drew for lunch. He seems to have enough of those qualities for all of us.

Nicole: Hey, hey! Don't try to send the Countess Witcheska out to find us.

Cass: Don't worry. When you and Drewski are together, you're too boring to hold anybody's attention.

[Door slams]

Nicole: Oh!

Marley: Listen, maybe we shouldn't stay here after all.

Donna: Oh, Marley, honey, don't be silly. Your father and I love having you here, as well as Bridget. I mean, it's wonderful to have everybody under the same roof again.

Michael: Wait a minute -- do you have to go back to Los Angeles? Is that what this is all about?

Jake: Uh, not exactly.

Marley: Your tea is ready. Why don't you drink that? I'm going to go finish getting ready, ok?

Donna: Marl--

Jake: Yeah, me, too. Don't worry.

Michael: Whatever you say. Donna, what do you think -- what do you think he did to upset her like that?

Donna: Michael, it takes two.

Michael: Well, Donna, what could she possibly have done to upset him?

Donna: Nobody is perfect, not even Marley, honey.

Michael: Ok, I know that. I just -- I hate to see them getting off the track so early in their marriage.

Donna: Well, I don't think they're off the track here. I mean, maybe things are just a little bumpy. But you heard what they said. Everything's going to be all right.

Michael: Yeah, well, come on, you didn't buy that for a minute, did you? You -- ok, ok. I'm beginning to sound like a mother hen, aren't I?

Donna: Father Rooster.

Michael: Father Rooster. Ok, ok. So if there's anything going on between Jake and Marley, it's up to them to deal with it, and if they come and ask for our help, we'll give it to them, all right?

Donna: Right. Right.

Michael: Ok.

Donna: Honey, you know, I just want them to be happy, too. You know, maybe -- maybe if they had a second honeymoon like ours, you know?

Michael: Ooh. That was pretty spectacular, wasn't it?

Donna: Mm-hmm, I can't wait to get the pictures back. Oh, who knows, maybe it'll inspire the kids.

Michael: You know, I was thinking earlier, I couldn't figure out who was more beautiful, you or the Venus de Milo, but I did decide on you.

Donna: Ooh.

Michael: You have arms, yes.

Donna: Michael! That's awful!

Michael: Come here.

Donna: What?

Michael: Sit down, I want to talk to you for a second.

Donna: What?

Michael: Well, I want to talk to you about home and family.

Donna: Wait a minute. I got lipstick all over you. Honey, you're not talking about moving out here. We just got settled.

Michael: When you were talking to Marley and you said all of us here under one roof, you like that, you really meant that?

Donna: Well, of course I did. Why?

Michael: What would you think about one more?

Donna: Michael, please, we already made the decision that we weren't going to try to have any more children.

Michael: No, I know. I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about Mikey.

Donna: Mikey?

Michael: Donna, he's so bright, he's so loving.

Donna: What are you really trying to get at here, hmm?

Michael: Donna, I just think that we have so much we can share with a child like that. Jake?

Drew: I'm handling it fine. We're very close. I'm afraid that sounds like a threat.

[Knock on door]

Drew: Someone's here right now. I don't know. I'll call you back. Who is it?

Mitch: My name is Mitch Blake. I'm here to see Drew Marsten.

Drew: Yes, what can I do for you?

Mitch: Mr. Marsten, how do you do? Don't worry, I'm not here with a subpoena.

Drew: I'm afraid I have a full schedule this morning, Mr. Blake. Do you mind stating your business?

Mitch: Well, I'm here to see you. And you can call me Mitch if you like.

Mitch: That's a very interesting ring you have there. Custom design?

Drew: Something tells me you're not in the jewelry business.

Mitch: You're right.

Drew: Mind telling me what you want?

Mitch: No, in fact, I think that might only be fair -- and that I know who you are and I think I know what you're up to.

Drew: Specifically?

Mitch: Specifically? The Cory takeover. What else? But I'm sure you and your group probably have five or 10 of these deals going on at any given time, correct?

Drew: Excuse me, do you represent a group of people who might be interested in a merger or something?

Mitch: No, no, let's just say that I'm a private investor. I prefer it that way, working alone. Any foul-ups, you know who to blame.

Drew: Do you have an interest in Cory Publishing?

Mitch: You know, I was about to ask you the same thing.

Drew: You know, I think maybe I should see some credentials before we go any further.

Mitch: Oh, credentials? I have all the credentials I need right here, Golden boy.

Drew: Golden boy? I don't know what you're talking about.

Mitch: I'm talking about you. That is how your group like to be addressed, isn't it -- with code names?

Drew: Oh, I get it. You must be one of Mac Cory's people, come over here to dig up some bogus information on his behalf. I thought old Mac had more class than this.

Mitch: Mr. Marsten, I'm here on my behalf. I have my own interests and reasons.

Drew: You have no interest in Cory Publishing? Wait a minute, I know you. Didn't I see you last night at Tops restaurant? That must be a Cory hangout, huh?

Mitch: Mr. Marsten, your interests go beyond a publishing company.

Drew: Yes, they do. The people I represent handle many business corporations.

Mitch: What about Doc Aspen? I guess he's in charge of the medical division?

Drew: If you're going to do any more investigating, I would suggest you do it on a professional level and stop wasting my time.

Mitch: I've already done more investigating.

Drew: Good. Then you've found out that I have absolutely nothing to do with any of these implications.

Mitch: No, not at all. That's not what I found out at all.

Drew: Where do you get your sources from, Mr. Blake, the janitors, the garbage men? Or are you just making this up as we go along?

Mitch: You'd be amazed to find out what you can learn behind bars, even if, you know, your own cell might not be, say, as comfortable as some of the others.

Drew: I think you're out of line here.

Mitch: You're working on more than business.

Drew: Often there's a very fine line between a personal life and a business life.

Mitch: And in your case, it happens to be that that fine line is somewhat crooked, isn't it?

Drew: This coming from an ex-con? I've never been in jail.

Mitch: No, you pay other people to do that for you, is that correct?

Drew: You tell whoever sent you here from Cory Publishing that I resent these ridiculous setup tactics and I'll not have my business interests -- my legitimate business -- interfered with!

Mitch: Your legitimate business?

Drew: I take my business very serious, Mr. Blake. To me, losing a deal is like losing someone you love. Do you understand?

Mitch: Is that a threat?

Drew: Consider it a philosophy. Now, if you'll excuse me, my breakfast is getting cold.

Mitch: Give my best to Doc.

Zack: The Maguire's' primary concern is their view.

Scott: Nobody is blocking their view.

Zack: That's just it -- the Harrison's' new sunroom is in direct line with the Maguire's' living --

Scott: What do you suppose led the Harrison's to become nudists? Really, huh?

Zack: I don't know. Hey, maybe we ought to have a look at Mrs. Harrison, right?

Jake: Yeah, sounds like you guys are working real hard.

Scott: Hey, Jake, how's it going?

Zack: Hey, Jake. Welcome back.

Jake: Zack, how's it going?

Zack: All right. How long you home for?

Jake: Well, indefinitely, I guess. I, uh -- I'm between gigs.

Zack: Oh. Well, maybe you should go back to the west coast. I mean, showbiz gigs are kind of hard to find in these parts.

Jake: Yeah.

Scott: Unless the Harrison's decide to shoot a video or something.

Zack: Right. I didn't think about that.

Scott: Had to be there, man.

Jake: Look, Scott, I was wondering if I could hit -- I was wondering if I could hit you up with a little legal advice for a friend of mine.

Scott: What's up?

Zack: Listen, listen, I'm going to let you guys talk, ok? I got a deposition to work on. I'll see you later.

Scott: I'm sorry, man. Have a seat. Let me know what you need to know.

Jake: Um -- this friend of mine back in California, he wants to know what can and cannot be contested in a divorce case.

Marley: Jake and I have been having some problems communicating, and I asked Jake if I could have some time alone so I could sort out my thoughts so when we did have a discussion, I could be clear and have my thoughts and feelings together. But Jake doesn't give me that time and I just keep getting more and more confused.

Donna: Well, honey, would you like to try explaining it to me?

Marley: I would, but I can't even explain my own feelings to myself. From one moment to the next, I don't know if Jake and I even want the same things anymore or if I trust him, or even if he loves me anymore.

Donna: Oh, honey, you know he loves you.

Marley: His kind of love just hasn't been enough, lately.

Donna: Listen, you know, the beach house is empty right now. Would you like to go out there? Maybe you could have some time to yourself?

Marley: He'd follow me out there, too.

Donna: Well, good. You see? He does, he wants to make up.

Marley: It's not that easy, Donna.

Donna: Honey, you -- you can't expect him not to make mistakes.

Marley: Is that it? Am I being too demanding?

Donna: Sweetheart, you're a very intelligent, beautiful, sensitive young lady. And you have very high standards, you know, just like your father.

Marley: Michael's wonderful.

Donna: Yes, and so are you. But you see, that comes very easy to you, it's so natural. Most people have to work very hard to get that. I mean, some people have to work a lot harder than others. I mean, this world is not filled with Michael Hudsons or Marley Loves.

Marley: Marley McKinnon.

Donna: Right, right. I'm sorry. Look, just be patient with Jake. He is trying everything he knows how to make amends. You know, I can remember I went to some very great lengths for the very same reason.

Marley: So you think it's going to work?

Donna: Well, I would say that your mom and dad are a good example, you know, if you just love each other and keep trying.

Marley: Oh, Donna, I want to make this marriage work. I just don't know if I can right now.

Nicole: Oh, and Sophie, tell them to deliver the fabric first thing in the morning. Last time they were too late in the day.

Cass: Bon appetite.

Nicole: Oh, Cass, stop it.

Cheryl: Hey, guys. Hi, Cass.

Cass: Oh, hey, Cheryl, hi.

Cheryl: Don't you look snazzy.

Cass: Thank you.

Cheryl: Going someplace special?

Cass: Well, actually, I have a lunch date with someone who's not only extraordinarily beautiful but who has a sense of fun and a zest for life, as well.

Cheryl: Oh. Anybody I know?

Cass: You know, Cheryl, I'm just not the type to eat and tell. I'll see you later.

Cheryl: Oh, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, huh?

Nicole: Yeah, don't pay any attention to him. He's pouting.

Cheryl: You know, I really admire the way you handle men.

Nicole: Oh, yeah, right. Cheryl, could you please give me a hand?

Cheryl: Sure. No, yeah, I mean it. You never let them get the best of you.

Nicole: Well, it takes a great deal of concentration. I'm going to need dentures if I keep grating my teeth the way I do.

Cheryl: You really stick up for yourself. I think that's great.

Nicole: Did you come here especially to make me feel better?

Cheryl: No, actually, I came here to do some shopping. These are beautiful, Nicole.

Nicole: Well, this is back-stock. I can give you a deal on any of them.

Cheryl: Oh, twist my arm.

Nicole: Ok, I will. Why don't you try some on, Cheryl?

Cheryl: I like this one. What do you think? Do you like this one?

Nicole: Well, I think it's a really pretty color on you. A bit -- bit dressy for Mary's Place, you know?

Cheryl: Oh, I'm so sick of being identified as Ms. Mary's Place 1988.

Nicole: Cheryl, that wasn't meant as a putdown.

Cheryl: I'm sorry, Nicole. I just overreacted.

Nicole: Hey, well, look, let's just forget about Mary's Place, ok? Why don't you tell me the real reason you're looking for something so dressy, huh?

Cheryl: Isn't the reason that it's dressy good enough?

Nicole: Are we talking about anybody that I know?

Cheryl: Nicole.

Nicole: Cheryl. Come on, I won't tell anybody.. Who?

Cheryl: Do you think it's -- do you think it's stupid to still be interested in your first love?

Nicole: Probably.

Cheryl: Great.

Nicole: But stupid or not, your first love is very meaningful, someone who will always hold a special place in your heart. Unfortunately, it's a feeling that never seems to want to leave.

Cheryl: Yeah. It's all kind of consuming.

Nicole: You're talking about Scott.

Cheryl: You know, when we were first going out, our age difference seemed -- it seemed so much greater than it does now.

Nicole: See? You caught up with each other. That happens. And when it does, it's great.

Cheryl: Now I feel like I can really relax with him and be myself with him.

Nicole: Well, that feels good, doesn't it?

Cheryl: Yeah. I just -- I really don't know how he feels. He's been through so much, he's working so hard, and with everything that's happened with Dawn --

Nicole: Well, human beings were not meant to go through life alone, Cheryl.

Cheryl: He probably just thinks of me as a sister or somebody like that.

Nicole: Oh, yeah? Well, why don't you slip that dress on, test the waters?

Cheryl: Ok.

Scott: Well, to start with, physical and mental cruelty are always --

Jake: That doesn't apply.

[Phone rings]

Scott: Uh -- infidelity on one spouse's part is almost always uncontestable. I'm not sure about California -- I'll check -- but states are not very lenient when it comes to adultery.

Jake: What if there are other circumstances? I mean, this guy loves his wife. He really does.

Scott: Mm-hmm.

Jake: Scott?

Scott: Yeah?

Jake: It's a friend of mine. And he's a good guy. He just, uh -- he just made a mistake.

Scott: Ahem. Well, I'd suggest that your friend talk to his wife before she decides to file first.

[Phone rings]

Scott: Because if she does, she'd be almost guaranteed of winning the plea.

Jake: Even if the husband is against it?

Scott: That's what uncontestable means, yeah.

Zack: Excuse me. Scott?

Scott: Yeah.

Zack: We got a couple calls on hold about that malpractice suit. You got that paperwork ready?

Scott: Right, yeah, I got it right here.

Jake: Yeah, look, I'm going to let you guys go. You guys are obviously swamped.

Scott: Jake, you can stay.

Jake: No, that's all right. I'll tell my friend what you said. Zack, take it easy, buddy.

Zack: Take care, Jake.

Jake: All right. Thanks.

[Phone rings]

Zack: There's another one.

Scott: Yeah.

Zack: And we'd better start thinking about ordering in. There's not going to be a lunch hour for us.

Scott: Ok, I'll get this one, put the rest of them on hold, ok?

Zack: Right.

Scott: Scott LaSalle.

Donna: Oh..

Michael: Whoa! Hey, hey, hey, what's this for?

Donna: Oh, I just want you to know how lucky we are.

Michael: I get the feeling you must have had a good talk with Marley. She going to be ok?

Donna: Oh, honey, I hope so. Well, I think she and Jake want to end up in the same place, but I think they're going about it in different ways right now.

Michael: Why does that sound familiar to me? Look, I'm sure that Marley is going to work her way through this.

Donna: Oh, I know. That's exactly what I told her. Well, she is Daddy's girl, you know, almost perfect.

Michael: Uh-uh-uh, Mrs. Hudson, please.

Donna: No, no, wait. I mean that as a compliment.

Michael: I'm sure you did, but I'm not perfect. We may be the perfect couple, however.

Donna: Oh, well, that's certainly very nice of you to say.

Michael: Maybe we have a little extra perfection left over to throw towards a little kid that could use some love?

Donna: I don't want to hear about Mikey right now.

Michael: Donna, I'm sorry, we haven't really discussed this.

Donna: No, I don't want to discuss it!

Michael: Would you just hear me out?

Donna: Michael, look, we have taken weeks to come to grips with the decision about not having another child.

Michael: Ok, and we're not going to have another child, all right, Donna, but we could have Mikey.

Donna: Look, we just got back together. We just found each other again. It's wonderful right now. Why do you want to go and change that?

Michael: I don't want to change anything. I want to add to it. Donna, I can't help it, I have developed a really strong attraction to Mikey, and I just think, here we are, two terrific parents, and here's a little guy who could really use two terrific parents.

Donna: Well, then I suggest he finds two other really terrific parents. There are plenty of them out there. I mean, practically everybody in town is falling at his feet like he's the last emperor or something, including you.

Michael: Come on, Donna. Now, we're fortunate enough to be able to help Mikey. Why don't we? It's only temporary. It's just until he finds the right foster home.

Donna: Right. Oh, right, it's like he's a used piece of furniture. You know, and we're going to have him here and then we're going to get used to him and then we're never going to get rid of him, right?

Michael: Donna, we're talking about a little boy. Look, if you're talking about not wanting to develop an emotional attachment here, I really understand, but you've got to understand how I feel.

Donna: Well, I am not going to put myself through something unnecessarily.

Michael: Ok.

Donna: I am not going to do it, Michael. Look, if you want to, you can donate as much money as you can to any children's charity throughout the world, but we are not -- we are not allowing that little boy to live in our home.

Cheryl: Ahem..

Scott: You can just sit it over there. Thanks.

Cheryl: Well, aren't you going to pay me?

Scott: What are you doing here?

Cheryl: Well, you ordered food, didn't you?

Scott: Is this the new uniform?

Cheryl: Don't start with me, Scott.

Scott: You look great.

Cheryl: Thanks. Well, I -- I guess I should leave you to your work.

Scott: No, I -- I have to take a breather anyways, and you know how I hate to eat alone.

Cass: I just want her to see Drew for what he really is.

Felicia: You know, I really hate to say this to you, but whatever he is, maybe it's not so terrible.

Cass: You think that this is just a simple case of jealousy, is that it?

Felicia: I don't know. What do you think?

Cass: I think I smell a rat. I mean, I can't quite put my finger on it yet, but this guy is up to no good.

Felicia: Why? Because he's involved with the Cory takeover?

Cass: It goes way beyond that. Anyway, squashing him and whoever his partners are is going to give me great pleasure.

Felicia: I don't like the look in your eye.

Cass: What look?

Felicia: That Winthrop glint. It's very dangerous.

Cass: Oh, come on, Felicia. You don't want him to get his hands on Cory Publishing, either, do you?

Felicia: No, of course I don't. But that's business, honey -- business vs. business. In that area, you can handle yourself. What I'm worried about is your personal involvement with Drew.

Cass: It's not my personal involvement, it's Nicole's personal involvement!

Felicia: Look how you react every time. Honey, I don't like the way this is turning out.

Cass: Yeah, well, just eat some more, would you?

Felicia: No, no, I can't, I can't!

Cass: No, no, go ahead.

Felicia: I'm waiting for Mitch. No, I can't. Look, Nicole is crazy about you.

Cass: Oh, she's got --

Felicia: You know that.

Cass: She has a very strange way of showing it.

Felicia: Look, I know you. You love playing petruchio in all of this. All right, let's say this guy really is a stuffed shirt, ok? Don't you think that Nicole will come around to your way of thinking sooner or later?

Cass: Who says I want her to?

Felicia: Oh, right.

Cass: He's got this romantic fantasy hold on her, you know?

Felicia: Honey, you have a hold on her, too. Don't you know how confusing it is for a woman to have all this attention? I'm banking on you.

[Cass scoffs]

Cass: All I can say is there's more to Drew Marsten than chiseled features and a signet ring.

Nicole: Oh, Drew, this is the most extravagant picnic I've ever been on.

Drew: Well, we're not done yet.

Nicole: Oh.

Drew: Ready for dessert?

Nicole: Oh, no, I couldn't. I'm stuffed. The Cornish hen and the salads and the cheeses?

Drew: Mmm. What about napoleon?

Nicole: Ooh. Well, maybe -- maybe a bite or two. Thanks. It's so beautiful here.

Drew: I hadn't noticed. I've been looking at you.

Nicole: Drew, you've had too much champagne.

Drew: Maybe, but not enough of you.

Nicole: I'm glad you could get the afternoon free.

Drew: I'll arrange to have every afternoon free.

Nicole: You make everything so simple. Mmm. Do you ever notice how these things taste like humdinger pies?

Drew: Like what?

Nicole: You've never had a humdinger pie? You haven't lived! Oh, you can get them in the supermarket. Cass gets them all the time.

Drew: I'm sure he does.

Nicole: Mm-hmm, they're right by the register. They come in this red-and-white package. I think they have a shelf life of about 20 years.

Drew: Yeah, well, I've never had the pleasure.

Nicole: Mmm. Humdinger pie. Oh, no! Here comes a whole battalion of humdinger ants!

Drew: What? Where? Where?

Nicole: Drew, I'm kidding.

Drew: Oh.

Nicole: It was a joke.

Drew: Oh. I just wasn't prepared for ants.

Nicole: Well, there aren't any, so relax, all right?

Drew: Sure.

Nicole: Hey, that's weird.

Drew: What?

Nicole: Well, there aren't any ants.

Drew: Why would you want any ants?

Nicole: Even your picnics are perfect.

Scott: Zack and I have been pulling some long hours lately.

Cheryl: Hey, it's better than the alternative, right?

Scott: Mm-hmm.

Cheryl: I'm glad business is going so well.

Scott: Me, too. Can always do a little bit better, though. I'm trying to establish my own clientele and Zack's been throwing a few people my way, so --

Cheryl: I'm glad Zack didn't take that offer in Chicago.

Scott: Me, too. What's up with you? Why the pretty dress, huh? You do some modeling today or something?

Cheryl: No, no. Um, I just needed a pick-me-up.

Scott: What, you feeling down?

Cheryl: Just a little restless, I guess. You know, waitressing doesn't exactly make you want to submerge yourself in your work, you know?

Scott: I know how you feel.

Cheryl: Just I feel like I need a challenge, you know?

Scott: I went through the same thing. Believe me, when you find something you really love doing, makes a big difference.

Cheryl: You know, I just -- I feel like I'm ready to move forward with my life, I'm just ready to make things happen.

Scott: You're going to, I have no doubt about that. You're great with people, you're right on target with them. That's a special quality.

Cheryl: Yeah, well, I like people.

Scott: It shows. That's why they respond to you so well.

Zack: Our food get here yet? Oh!

Cheryl: Hi, Zack.

Zack: Hey, hiya, Cheryl. Wow, you look fantastic.

Cheryl: Thanks. Here's your lunch. I'm sorry it took so long.

Zack: Oh, that's ok. Oh, Scott, the Assistant D.A. is here for your appointment, ok?

Scott: Ok.

Cheryl: Wow, I'm impressed.

Scott: Tell him I'll be right with him, Zack, ok?

Cheryl: Well, I guess I'd better leave you to your work.

Scott: Listen, I'm, uh, glad you came by. Made my day.

Cheryl: Made mine, too. See you later.

Scott: Ok, bye.

Cheryl: Bye.

Zack: Take care, Cheryl.

Cheryl: Bye, Zack.

Zack: Whew, she is hot. I could never understand why you two couldn't work it out.

Scott: Ah, she was just a little too young for me, that's all.

Zack: Really? Doesn't look that young to me.

Scott: No, she doesn't, does she?

Nicole: Drew, stop that.

Drew: You know, you remind me of an Andrew Wyeth painting.

Nicole: A farm animal? Thanks a lot.

Drew: No, no, no, I'm talking about the one with the girl on the countryside. You look exquisite.

Nicole: It's the afternoon light.

Drew: It's in any light.

Nicole: It's getting late. This has been quite an afternoon.

Drew: Are we in a rush?

Nicole: Oh, no. It's so warm and peaceful here. No, there's -- there's no hurry.

Drew: Hey, maybe we should spend the night.

Nicole: Oh, well, there might not have been any ants, but there are bound to be mosquitoes.

Drew: Ah. You know, Nicole, I'd like to make every day like this.

Nicole: Wouldn't be very practical, would it?

Drew: No, I don't mean picnics every day. I mean happy, secure, the two of us together. We could grow old.

Nicole: Funny, you know -- I never think about getting old.

Drew: Everybody gets old. Life's funny like that.

Nicole: Well, maybe in years. I suppose I was thinking more in spirit. I still feel like a kid most of the time, you know, in all the good ways. I mean, there's a sense of wonderment and life is exciting, and, oh, there's so much yet to be done and all sorts of places to be seen.

Drew: I'll take you everywhere you want to go.

Nicole: You're not listening to me. You know, if you don't cut that out, you're just going to ruin all my skin.

Drew: Sorry.

Nicole: Sorry. It's a lust, more than anything -- that's what I'm talking about -- a lust for dreams, you know? I mean, there are a lot of times when I go to bed at night and I'm just too keyed up and I can't get to sleep because all I can think about is what's going to happen the next day. Do you ever feel that way? Do you ever feel like every night is Christmas Eve?

Drew: When I go to bed, I sleep -- or something.

Nicole: Oh. Well, it's an amazing feeling.

[Pager beeps]

Nicole: What is that?

Drew: That's my beeper.

Nicole: Well, we're a long way away from a phone.

Drew: Oh, no, we're not.

Nicole: Boy.

Drew: Drew Marsten here.

Nicole: You do think of everything, don't you?

Cass: Well --

Felicia: Ok.

Cass: I guess your late lunch with Mitch is turning into dinner.

Felicia: Yeah, right. Well, he's got something up his sleeve. He'll come in here with a great excuse, believe me.

Cass: Ain't love grand.

Felicia: Oh, come on. Now, listen to what I said, all right? Trust Nicole.

Cass: I'll talk to you later.

Felicia: Ok.

Marley: Felicia.

Cass: Hey, Marley. Jake, how you doing?

Felicia: Hi, Jake.

Jake: Hi.

Felicia: You want a cozy table for two?

Marley: Sure.

Felicia: Great. Ok. Bye-bye. Follow me. How's this? Perfect?

Marley: Great, thanks.

Felicia: Good, I'll send Shawn over for your drink orders.

Jake: Thank you.

Felicia: Shawn?

Marley: I don't know how you talked me into this, Jake.

Jake: Just give it a chance, would you?

Marley: As long as you don't yell. I would rather not be embarrassed in this place, ok?

Jake: You're really out to punish me, aren't you? The woman I married --

Shawn: Good evening. Can I get you a cocktail before we start?

Jake: Sure, I'll have a whiskey up, and Chablis for the young lady.

Shawn: Chablis? Great.

Marley: I'd like a club soda, please.

Shawn: Club soda.

Jake: Where was I?

Marley: I believe the woman you married.

Jake: Yes. If the woman I married would compromise and accept an apology --

Marley: I can accept some things, Jake, but sleeping around is unforgivable.

Jake: One time, Marley, one time while I was shooting a video.

Marley: And you got caught up in the lifestyle.

Jake: For the first time in my life, I was surrounded by glamour, parties, money everywhere I looked.

Marley: Too bad you had a wife, right? Not that it held you back from participating in any of the events.

Jake: It will not happen again, in California or anywhere else. I won't let it. Marley, you owe it to me as your husband to let me prove that.

Marley: I owe you? I can't go through with this.

Jake: Wait --

Marley: Jake, I don't think I can ever trust you again. I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Drew: You know, this is quite a place you've got. I've never seen your bedroom.

Nicole: Oh, um -- oh, it's a mess right now. I'm afraid I'm not much of a housekeeper..

Drew: Oh, well, some other day.

Nicole: Yeah. I'll talk to you soon.

Drew: Yeah -- tomorrow if I'm lucky.

Nicole: Tomorrow. Bye Drew.

[Music plays]

Singer: It was late one night and we had a fight and it seemed like nothing was going right then you turned around and you walked right out the door now, it's not the first time it's not the last I know all about your checkered past and we've played this game one thousand times before when we kiss it feels like this and when we touch it means so much when we kiss

Donna's voice: But you see, that comes very easy to you, it's so natural. Most people have to work very hard to get that. I mean, some people have to work a lot harder than others. I mean, this world is not filled with Michael Hudson's or Marley loves.

[Michael whistles]

Michael: Thank-you notes?

Donna: Michael, I -- I've been thinking.

Michael: Uh-oh. About what?

Donna: Mikey. Do you know I think you are probably the most kindhearted man alive, and I know that your concern for Mikey is genuine.

Michael: There's a "but" coming here somewhere.

Donna: No. No, there's no "but" this time. It's your goodness that I love and respect so much about you. And I owe it to you to try.

Michael: You mean it?

Donna: Only temporarily. I mean, you have to promise me, though, it's only temporary.

Michael: Ok, only for -- mmm -- a little while. I promise, just for a little while.

Donna: I promise you, I will work very hard to make everything work, but I will not -- I will not allow myself to get emotionally attached.

[Michael sighs]

Michael: That's not going to be easy, Donna.

Donna: I don't care. I'm not going to use Mikey as a replacement for our son.

Michael: Ok. In that case, I have a little something to tell you.

[Doorbell rings]

Donna: Oh, wait just a minute. I'll get it.

Michael: Hey! Mikey!

Woman: Say "Hi"?

Mikey: Hi!

Michael: Hi!

Woman: He could hardly wait to see you, Mr. Hudson.

Michael: Well, that makes two of us. How you doing, buddy? Ooh, come here.

Mikey: Money fall!

Michael: Oh, the money fell. How about that?

Donna: You already had this planned.

Felicia: Don't say it. Shawn? Listen, the musicians are going to be here very soon. Did the guys from the sound set up all the system?

Shawn: Yeah, about a half an hour ago.

Felicia: Oh, great. Ok, thanks.

Felicia: Ok.

Felicia: Ok. Oh, great.

Felicia: Oh, Shawn, you know what? Why don't we check this system before everybody gets here, all right?

Shawn: Ok.

Felicia: Go behind the bar and turn the power on, all right?

Shawn: Sure thing.

Shawn: Ms. Gallant?

Felicia: Yeah?

Shawn: Check it now.

Felicia: Ok, fine.

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