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Another World Transcript Thursday 5/13/04

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Mary: At least we can be comfortable.

Lisa: Ok. I'm so excited for Amanda.

Mary: Yeah. Me, too. Do you have any feelings at all about the baby?

Lisa: Oh, no. I think that's for the best.

Mary: Probably. By the way, that was terrific work that you did in helping to find Mikey. I hope you realize how grateful everybody is.

Lisa: Well, I was doing my job. I'm glad I could help, but Jason was the real hero there.

Mary: Well, you have very special gifts, and I was hoping that you would be able to use them to help us some more.

Lisa: You mean, to find Mikey's parents?

Mary: Mm-hmm, yeah.

Lisa: Oh, Mary, I've tried. I've done everything I could think of, but, nothing.

Mary: Well, see, I had an idea of something that might enable you to get in touch with your abilities a little more, and then we can make better progress.

Lisa: What do you mean?

Mary: I thought maybe we might try hypnosis. Now, there have been some cases --

Lisa: No, I don't want to do that.

[Matt grunts]

Singer: Well, come on let's go, let's go

Kevin: Man, this is the life.

Tracy: You better be careful or you're going to crack your head open.

Kevin: Oh, him? Forget it -- it's made of lead.

Matt: Yuk-yuk-yuk. You're just jealous because you don't have the muscles to do that.

Kevin: Well, it looks to me like you don't have the balance.

Matt: Oh, yeah? Well, why don't you get off your duff and show me how it's done, big guy?

Kevin: Well -- maybe. Maybe not. Right now I got to brown my backside.

Matt: Oh, yeah, right.

Tracy: Oh, you know, I could really get used to this.

Matt: Hey, well, go ahead. It's only the beginning of June. We have still got weeks and weeks and weeks --

Tracy: Mm-hmm! Yes, yes.

Kevin: Attention, attention. Ladies and gentlemen, Amanda Cory Fowler has just given birth to quintuplets, each weighting in at 10 1/4 pounds. Here we are, poolside with the proud uncle, Matthew Cory. Mr. Cory --

Matt: Yes?

Kevin: What are your feelings on the strange and bizarre events?

Matt: Well -- ahem -- I'm glad the waiting is over -- that was a good one -- and also that Iím congratulating my sister and her husband.

Kevin: Oh, very nice.

Matt: My only problem now is that I got to find five matching rattles. Ha-ha-ha --

Kevin: Any other comments?

Matt: Just this, boy.

[Tracy screams]

Ronnie: This is it, baby.

Amanda: Oh. Ronnie, I'm so glad that you were with me when my labor started.

Rachel: Are you all right?

Amanda: Yeah, I'm fine. I just wonder -- Iím worried about Sam. Where could he be?

Rachel: Your grandmother will find him.

Amanda: Oh --

Rachel: Oh, honey. Um -- do you want something?

Amanda: Mother --

Ronnie: Mrs. Cory, Amandaís just fine.

Amanda: Oh.

Sam: Amanda.

Rachel: Hi.

Amanda: Hi, Sam.

Ronnie: Oh, the prodigal father returns.

Sam: Father? I'm a father? Wait a minute, I just -- I got here as soon as I could!

Amanda: Sam, come on, nothing happened. You didn't miss anything yet.

[Sam sighs]

Sam: So, when did this start?

Amanda: Well, my water broke at the shower.

Sam: You're kidding.

Amanda: No.

Rachel: Honey, maybe you want to lie down.

Amanda: Actually, maybe that isn't such a bad idea. Can you believe this is really happening?

Sam: It's going to be great. Now, come on, I'll be with you here all the way, all right? All right?

Amanda: Ok.

Sam: Easy, easy.

Amanda: Thanks.

Sam: You ok?

Amanda: Yeah.

Sam: This neat room, isn't it?

Amanda: Yeah, it is. It's just like home. It's really cute.

Ronnie: You know, the birthing room was completed about two years ago. You know, it's in really big demand. You're very lucky that it was open.

Amanda: Yeah, we are. Can you believe this is the room that our baby is going to be born in?

Ronnie: Mrs. Cory, can you wait outside?

Rachel: Um --

Amanda: It's ok, Mom. Maybe daddy's here now.

Rachel: Yes, but, Amanda --

Sam: Rachel, she'll be -- I'll take care of her. I promise she'll be fine.

Rachel: No, it's not that. It's just --

Ronnie: And would you pick up that stuffed animal that Sam dropped? I mean, we can't just leave it sitting there in the doorway.

Rachel: Oh, right, of course.

Ronnie: Thank you, Mrs. Cory. And we will call you if something happens.

Rachel: Amanda?

Amanda: I love you, Mom.

Rachel: I love you, too, honey. Well -- um -- good luck.

Amanda: Don't worry, granny.

Rachel: Uh --

Sam: Well, I -- I guess we should start breathing right now, right? I forgot everything. I know, I forget -- what do I do? I forgot.

Ronnie: Relax. It's not time to do anything yet, except time the contractions. Look, let's get you into bed and get the doctor in to examine you.

Amanda: Ok, but I feel -- ow --

Sam: "Ow" -- what? What?

Amanda: No, nothing. I just have a little backache.

Sam: Well, that's normal. It's -- it's ok, that's normal. That's ok.

Amanda: Whatever you say, coach.

Sam: I just -- ooh, easy, easy. Easy --

Amanda: Sam, I can move.

Sam: I know. I just don't want you to have to do anything, ok?

Amanda: Ok. I have to do something here. You can't deliver this baby all on your own.

Sam: Well, no, I know that. I -- I didn't mean it that way. It's just that --

Amanda: Sam --

Sam: I'll shut up, yeah.

Amanda: Don't worry. We both know what we're doing. I'm sure that everything is going to go smoothly.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: I know it.

Sam: You'll be fine.

Amanda: Hi, doc.

Doctor: Hello, Amanda, Sam.

Sam: So, how we doing?

Doctor: Oh, fine. So you decided to spring a surprise of your own on your shower guests?

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: Well, they wanted a surprise and they got it.

Doctor: Yeah.

Sam: Yeah, well, so, how we doing?

Doctor: You're doing fine, you're doing fine. Amanda's dilated to two centimeters.

Sam: That's great! Did you hear that, Amanda? Two centimeters.

Doctor: Well, actually, it's still pretty early in her labor, and if her water hadn't broken, we could send you home for a while. But you might as well relax and enjoy our hospitality.

Amanda: Oh.

Doctor: So you should feel free to move around, and Iíll see you in a while.

Amanda: Ok, great.

Sam: That's it? Wait a minute, where's she going? Come on -- what, she comes in, does a standup routine, and then splits?

Amanda: Sam --

Sam: Well, wait a minute! We're having a baby --

Ronnie: Sam, Sam --

Sam: What?

Ronnie: I explained to her that the contractions are 10 minutes apart. It's still lots of time.

Sam: Oh.

Amanda: Why don't you sit down?

Sam: No, that's ok, Iím too nervous -- uh -- excited to sit down.

Amanda: Oh, here we go.

Sam: Oh, ok. Timing it, timing it. Ok, relax. Breathe, breathe.

Ronnie: I think it's going to be a long night.

Sam: Relax. Breathe.

Kevin: You lost again.

Matt: Yeah, well, I wasn't on the swim team three straight semesters like some people I know.

Kevin: Ah, excuses, excuses -- I don't want to hear it.

Matt: Oh, you don't want to hear it?

Tracy: You know, I can't believe how beautiful it is here. You're so lucky to live here, Matt. I mean, look at that sunset.

Matt: The sun isn't only setting on the Cory Estate, you know.

Kevin: That would make a beautiful picture.

Matt: Yeah.

Tracy: Hmm. Just looking at it, I can't help but feel like something amazing is going to happen, you know? I mean, it's like we're right -- right on the edge of our futures.

Kevin: That was really deep, Trace.

Tracy: Come on! You guys don't feel it? That's not fair!

Matt: No, no, no, I know what she means. I mean, we're out of high school --

Tracy: Yeah.

Matt: We're really being taken seriously, we're getting responsibility. I mean, for once in our lives, we can start planning.

Kevin: For once in my life, I'm going to relax. I just want to take it easy this summer and enjoy it.

Matt: Oh, well, it is going to be the best summer we ever had!

Kevin: Maybe it'll be a little better if I could meet some girls.

Tracy: Aw.

Kevin: Where does Bay City hide them?

Matt: Are you kidding me? There's chicks all over the place. How about Cheryl?

Kevin: She's not into me.

Tracy: You know, your problem, Kevin, is that you're -- you're shy.

Matt: Way too shy.

Tracy: Hmm.

Matt: Mm-hmm.

Kevin: Shy? Shy has never been my problem.

Tracy: And being sarcastic. You have to be more like -- like Matt.

Matt: You have got a very intelligent sister there, my friend. No, but, seriously, you should use that party phone, get girls that way.

Tracy: You're so gross! You make it sound like it's a supermarket.

Matt: I'm only making fun. Get off my case.

Kevin: Nah. I mean, it's kind of expensive, you know.

[Matt clucks]

Matt: Chicken.

Kevin: I'm not chicken.

Matt: "I'm not chicken."

Kevin: Look, I'm going to go get more film before I miss out on the sunset. I'll be back.

Matt: Chicken.

Kevin: Shut up.

Matt: Chicken!

Kevin: I don't want to hear it.

Tracy: You know, he really is shy. All that outgoing stuff is just a cover.

Matt: Nah, it's cool. He'll find somebody this summer.

Tracy: I hope. He has to.

Matt: A toast -- a toast to the summer of 1988.

Tracy: Hooray.

Matt: Hooray.

Mary: Why are you so resistant to being hypnotized?

Lisa: I just think it's kind of scary having someone dig around in your mind.

Mary: Well, it isn't digging, really. It's more like pushing -- pushing the obstruction out of the way so that the other stuff can get to the surface.

Lisa: And you think that would make it easier to see psychically?

Mary: It could.

Lisa: Well, that -- that's what scares me, Mary. People think this ability is a kind of a gift, but I don't see it that way.

Mary: Why?

Lisa: I think it's sort of a monster. Mary, it just happens to me. I have no control over it, and it's usually when I don't want it.

Mary: But you use it to do such good things -- to help solve police cases, to find lost children.

Lisa: Yeah, and to break up my relationship with Jamie.

Mary: You want to elaborate on that one?

Lisa: No. It's not important. What is important is these premonitions just happen, and sometimes it hurts. And I think hypnosis would just be like opening up a huge Pandoraís Box.

Mary: All right, I tell you what -- why don't you just -- just think about it a little bit. Because if, by any chance, you changed your mind, I could guarantee --

Lisa: Mary, I wonít. I won't. I don't have enough control in my life as it is.

Mary: That's a big word, "control." Have you noticed that you've used it twice now?

Lisa: It's important to me.

Mary: Yes, I think it is to all of us. You said you wanted to talk to me. What was the reason for that?

Lisa: I was just upset. I'm back on track now.

Mary: Did it have something to do with your relationship with Jamie?

Lisa: Sort of.

Mary: Do you want to schedule a couple of sessions?

Lisa: No, Mary, I just got everything under control now. I -- "control."

Mary: I hope you understand that just because you have a problem and you feel that you need a little help in dealing with it, that does not indicate that there's anything wrong with you. What it shows is that you're smart enough, or wise enough, to realize that -- that you need to work at getting your life to be as good for you as it can possibly be.

[Phone rings]

Mary: Uh -- now, just wait there one second. Yes? Hi, Dr. Jack. Yes, I heard about the convention. Oh, well, that's -- that's kind of short notice. I -- I don't think I could do it. Well, isn't there someone else? Ok. Yes, yes, I will. I will get in touch with your secretary. Thank you. Great.

Lisa: You don't look pleased.

Mary: Oh, there's a health care convention in Florida in Palm Beach and our representative from our department can't go, and I think I just got elected.

Lisa: Well, I can think of worse things than being in Palm Beach.

Mary: I have patients here. I have this hospice starting. I have a husband who is not going to be thrilled about this. Well, at least I wouldn't be alone. Jamie's there, isn't he?

Lisa: Mm-hmm.

Mary: Ok, let's get back to talking about -- about therapy now. If we have to --

Lisa: Oh, Mary --

Mary: Ok, I just want you to think about it, that's all. It's another option, and it's one that could give you some control again in your life.

Lisa: I know. But there are other ways, too. I intend to use them.

Chris: Knock-knock.

John: Chris.

Chris: Mind if I come in?

John: It's open. If you're looking for a W-4 --

Chris: Oh, no, I -- I dropped by to say thanks in person. I checked my machine and picked up the message that I got the job. I really appreciate the opportunity, Mr. Hudson.

John: John.

Chris: Well, thanks, John. And thanks to Jason, too. I won't let you down.

John: Well, that's good because I'm not real big on second chances.

Chris: Don't worry. I know you'll be pleased with my work, and I think I'll be a big help to the crew.

John: Right.

Chris: Listen, I know I came on pretty strong during my interview and --

John: And you got the job.

Chris: And I want to thank you for giving me a fair shake.

John: Yeah.

Chris: So, I start work tomorrow.

John: That's right. I left all the information on your machine.

Chris: Right. Is there anything special I should bring?

John: Oh, I think a sack lunch ought to cover it.

Chris: Well, you know, you're not going to have to supply me with too many tools. And, of course, I have my own belt.

John: Oh? Gucci? Look, you needn't worry about the tools or the belt because you won't be needing them.

Chris: Why not?

John: Because you're going to be handling this stuff. You're going to be my secretary.

Mary: "If cooking for two, cut recipe in half." Naturally. So we need half a pint. How much is in half a pint? How much is in a pint? Hi! You're home.

Vince: Well, I tend to do that this time of day.

Mary: Oh, I missed you so much today!

Vince: Oh! Oh! Well, thank you, thank you. Wait a minute, wait, wait, wait. Are my eyes deceiving me, or is my wife actually cooking supper?

Mary: Don't get smart.

Vince: Whoa.

Mary: I thought you deserved a break from K.P.

Vince: Well, I do. I'm sick to death of it.

Mary: Well, you see? You got it. All you have to do is bring it over here, pal, sit down, and, like, relax.

Vince: Ooh. Oh, you went all out -- I mean, candles and flowers and wine with dinner -- I mean, the works!

Mary: Well, sure. Nothing's too good for you, sweetheart.

Vince: Hey, I bet we're going to have lamb chops with a mint sauce and au gratin potatoes.

Mary: How did you know that?

Vince: Oh, I can smell.

Mary: Well, I was going to make you rice pudding for dessert, but I got home late.

Vince: Oh, I guess I'll live. Now, let me see here, let me see. It's only June.

Mary: What?

Vince: It's nowhere near my birthday.

Mary: Would you stop being so suspicious? I told you -- I wanted to give you a break. Relax, enjoy it.

Vince: My darling wife, you may be many things to many people, but you're a lousy liar.

Mary: I beg your pardon?

Vince: Spill what you have up your sleeve, Mary.

Mary: I just --

Vince: Spill it.

Mary: I have to go to a convention in Florida. It's going on this week. I tried to get out of it. There was absolutely no way I could, and I didn't want you to get all upset and feel that I was deserting you. There.

Mary: Well?

Vince: "Well," what?

Mary: Aren't you going to say something?

Vince: What do you want me to say?

Mary: Say whatever you're thinking.

Vince: Well, I'm thinking that you are going to love your going-away present.

Amanda: Oh, that was a big one.

Sam: You're ok now, honey. Oh, my poor Amanda.

Amanda: Don't feel sorry for me, Sam. This is exciting.

Sam: Yeah.

Ronnie: Oh, look, great. Now the contractions are eight minutes apart. Take a look at this.

Sam: All right, will you look at that? Amanda, you're doing great, honey. So, what do you think, doc? How far has she progressed?

Amanda: I never thought that -- that it was going to be this easy.

Doctor: Well, you're more effaced, but you're still at two.

Amanda: Still at two.

Sam: It's ok.

Ronnie: You know, sometimes a little walking will help speed up the contractions.

Amanda: Hmm.

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: Really?

Ronnie: Yeah.

Sam: All right. Well --

Amanda: Well, whatever you say.

Sam: Ok. All right, young lady, let's get you out into the halls, ok?

Amanda: Yes, sir, coach, sir.

Sam: All right, easy, easy. You're doing good. Doing great.

Ada: I've never seen so much nervous energy in my life. Will you two please sit down and relax?

Rachel: I am perfectly relaxed.

Mac: I am relaxed, too.

Ada: I'm going to call Loretta again.

Rachel: Why? What do you think is going on in there? What is happening?

Ada: You know what's going on in there, honey. You've had babies.

Mac: Well, it has been a long time since we got a report from -- what's that nurse's name?

Rachel: Ronnie.

Mac: Ronnie. And I haven't seen hide nor hair of that obstetrician.

Ada: Everybody knows what they're doing, including Sam and Amanda. Now, let's face it, it's going to be a long labor, and you know what that's like.

Rachel: I don't want her to be in pain.

Ada: Well, don't think about that part of it. Just think about your grandchild. It's the most wonderful feeling in the world. Mac, will you please sit down? You're wearing out those expensive shoes.

Rachel: Maybe it'll be a boy. I mean, we didn't buy anything pink or blue, so we're safe.

Mac: Just as long as the baby is healthy.

Rachel: It would be nice if it was a boy, though. He'd take over Cory Enterprises -- eventually. Publishing would be in its blood.

Ada: Doesn't have to be a boy to do that. Anyway, maybe she won't want to go into publishing.

Mac: That's right. Maybe she'll want to be a doctor like her uncle Jamie.

Rachel: Or an artist like me or Sam.

Ada: He, she, doctor, artist, publisher? What we have to do first is get whoever through its terrible 2S.

Rachel: I thought you wanted us to forget about the labor.

Mac: Well, it's not working.

Rachel: It's not working.

Ada: Well, why don't you ask Sam and Amanda about it?

Sam and Amanda?

Rachel: What's the matter? What's the matter?

Mac: It wasn't a false labor?

Sam: Relax. Be calm, guys. Ronnie said that if we walked around it would help the labor along.

Ada: Oh, give me the old days when they just knocked you out, you woke up, you had a baby in your arms.

Amanda: Grandma, that's terrible.

Ada: No, it isn't. It was easier.

Rachel: Are you all right, Amanda?

Amanda: Oh, here we go.

Sam: Oh -- every five minutes.

Mac: Amanda, darling, are -- are you all right? Doctor! Nurse!

Sam: Mac, it's ok -- Mac --

Mac: What is going on?

Sam: It's ok. She's having a contraction.

Mac: Well, I know that. She's my daughter.

Rachel: She's his wife.

Amanda: I'm fine, daddy, really.

Mac: Ms. Lawrence, are you sure that all this walking around is all right?

Ronnie: It really is all right, Mr. Cory. Ok, look, why don't you go on down to the end of the hall and then return to the labor room.

Mac: Oh, you mean them?

Ronnie: Yeah.

Sam: Come on. Bye, guys.

Ronnie: Look, and you folks should think about going home. Ary? You hired me to be a member of a construction crew, not a typing pool.

John: I hired you to work for me.

Chris: You think just because I'm a woman all I can do is alphabetize and file?

John: What, you mean you can't?

Chris: What I do is build, rewire, cement. I'm a craftsman!

John: Craftswoman.

Chris: I don't believe you! To hear you talk, I'd think you were raised in the depression era, not the 1960ís. You're supposed to be more open-minded than this. But you're not. You're just a damn sexist!

John: Whoa, whoa, hold -- hold the phone here a minute. Now, look, I hired you based not on the fact that you're a woman but based on my needs. And what I need is not for you to be out doing construction but to be in here doing the office work.

Chris: If I wanted to push pencils, Iíd have become a yuppie. I work with my hands.

John: Ah. Yeah, I can see that based on your manicure.

Singer: My trouble's just begun Iím heading for a heartache

Chris: I want to do real work. I'll prove Iím capable. As a matter of fact, I will bet you that I am twice as qualified as most of the men you've hired.

John: I thought you came here to thank me.

Chris: And I thought we understood each other.

John: What's to understand? I'm the boss and you're not.

Chris: What I am is a member of a crew -- at least that's what I understood when I took the job.

John: Well, "crew" is the operative word here, Macaleer. Now, I don't have my dictionary on me, but I think it has something to do with teamwork. You know, who cares if you don't think that your particular assignment is pertinent to teamwork? Somebody has to do the paperwork, and it might as well be you.

Chris: That's an excuse. The real reason is because your prejudiced against me.

John: So I take it you don't want the job?

Chris: Ugh. I need the work. And I'm fully capable of pulling my end on a crew, even if it means doing your books to start out with. But don't expect me to wear a blazer and flannel skirt.

John: You can wear anything you want -- within reason.

Chris: I'll be the best damn worker you've got.

John: Great, just show up on time.

Chris: Don't worry. I will.

Singer: 'Cause I fell in love Iím headed for a hard time

John: Why do I feel that this is not going to work out?

Vince: See how well I know you?

Mary: How did you find out about the convention?

Vince: I have my sources.

Mary: Vince.

Vince: Well, the travel agent called me by mistake earlier when I was home. Oh -- and you've got your tickets confirmed, and you're very lucky because there weren't a lot of tickets left.

Mary: And you're not angry?

Vince: Well, you know, these things happen.

Mary: And what's in the bag?

Vince: Nothing, nothing! I'll show, Iíll show. Oops. Here are sunglasses to protect those lovely peepers.

Mary: Oh!

Vince: And here's suntan lotion to protect that lovely skin.

Mary: Oh, I don't believe you.

Vince: And a racy novel for the beach. This, I might add, caused me great embarrassment when I purchased it.

[Mary laughs]

Vince: And a Frank Sinatra tape for your headset.

Mary: I don't have a headset!

Vince: [French accent] surprise! A headset, eh? Incroyable, oui?

Mary: You nut! You gave me my very own care package. What, no picture of you to put next to my bed?

Vince: [Normal voice] oh, oh. Whoa, wait a minute, there's one more thing.

Mary: Oh, you're so smart.

Vince: Well, what do you know? Look at that. It says here, "round-trip ticket for Vince McKinnon to Palm Beach." How about that!

Mary: You're going with me?

Vince: What the hell! I'll protect you from the doctors if you protect me from those rich dolls in the bikinis.

Mary: Oh, you got it! You got it!

Rachel: Don't be ridiculous. I can't leave now. That's my child in there having labor!

Mac: All right, darling, we're going to stay put.

Ronnie: Ok, but I do think it's going to be a while.

Mac: How long?

Ronnie: Well, maybe six to 12 hours.

Rachel: Oh, dear.

Ada: Ronnie's right. We should go home.

Rachel: Mom.

Ada: We can wait just as easily back at the house.

Rachel: How can you say this? You're going to miss the birth of your first great-grandchild?

Ada: Now, that's going to be tough enough to handle. I can see the baby in the nursery.

Rachel: Well, I'm not going.

Mac: Well, I'm with Rachel. We are here for the duration.

Tracy: You keep swimming, you are going to grow fins.

Matt: Hey! What are you doing here?

Tracy: What, aren't you cold out of the water?

Matt: Well, then we'll just go back in!

[Tracy screams]

Tracy: No! Put me down! I just changed, Matt!

Matt: Oh, that's no fun.

Tracy: Now I'm all wet.

Matt: Where's Kevin at?

Tracy: He's up on the hill taking some last shots of the sunset. Be honest, huh? Do you really think that Kevin can get a date on that party phone?

Matt: Sure. Why not?

Tracy: Will you call for him?

Matt: What?

Tracy: Yes, that would be -- come on, you just use the Captain Cool code name, describe yourself as looking like him, you can get him a date!

Matt: No, no, no. Tracy, no.

Tracy: It would be great! Yes, it would be just like Cyrano.

Matt: Kevin is a big boy. He can take care of that stuff himself.

Kevin: Yo, Matt!

Tracy: Just think about it, ok?

[Matt groans]

Kevin: Hey, you guys want to go for a bite to eat? I'm starving.

Tracy: Oh, me, too. Yeah, let's go.

Kevin: How about a large sausage pie from Geno and Dominic's, huh?

Tracy: Mmm!

Kevin: My treat.

Tracy: A little garlic?

Matt: Well, you guys go ahead. I'm going to wait for some word on Amanda.

Tracy: Will you give us a call as soon as you hear?

Matt: I will give you a call as soon as I hear.

Kevin: Well, thank you, Mr. Cory.

Matt: Well, thank you, Mr. Julian.

Kevin: See you later.

Tracy: Thanks, Matt.

Matt: See you later.

Tracy: Good night, huh?

Matt: Good night.

Tracy: Hey -- call the phone.

Matt: Take it easy.

Matt: Yeah, is this the party phone? Hmm. This is Captain Cool. Mm-hmm.

John: Let me have the usual, Sean.

Bartender: Sean's off tonight. What's the usual?

John: Leave it to Felicia to hire a barmaid.

Bartender: Pardon?

John: Never mind. Let me have three fingers of scotch, tall glass, neat.

Bartender: Coming right up.

John: Boy, women are just taking over, you know? Forget it.

Bartender: Here you go, compliments of the lady.

John: The lady?

John: Howdy.

Lisa: Hi.

John: When she said "lady," I thought I was going to get lucky.

Lisa: Oh, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I saw you come in. You look how I feel.

John: Well, my frustration has to do with the opposite sex.

Lisa: What a coincidence.

John: You, too?

Lisa: Here's to the pains in our necks.

John: Ah. Mine happens to be a little bit lower than that, but cheers.

Sam: Ronnie?

Ronnie: Mm-hmm?

Sam: Contractions are coming closer together.

Ronnie: Oh, good. How much closer?

Sam: About five minutes.

Amanda: Feels closer than that.

Ronnie: Look, let's hook you up to the monitor. Why don't you climb into bed. You two think you're ready to move on to the next level?

Sam: Easy, easy.

Amanda: How about you, coach?

Sam: Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be. Now, easy, get into bed. Easy, honey. Easy. Ok. Now, relax. Deep breaths, deep breaths.

[Sam exhales]

Sam: Nice deep breath. Ok, and Ė

Matt: Yeah, I'm 5'10", haze ooh --

Luke: Oh -- brown hair.

Girl: What's your code name again?

Matt: Captain Cool.

Girl: I'm pompom. You sound cute.

Singer: Hey

Singers: Hey

Singer: You

Singers: You

Singer: Get into my car

Singers: Who, me?

Singer: Yes, you get into my car

Singers: Oh

Singer: Hey

Singer: Who's that lady comin' down the road? Who's that lady? Who's that woman walking through my door? What's the score?

Singers: I'll be the sun shinin' on you

Matt: You're a cheerleader, huh?

Pompom: No, not yet, but maybe when I get into high school, though.

Matt: So, Chopper, tell me a little about yourself.

Singer: I've been trying there's no denying it's sending me out of my mind Iíve seen reason change to treason it's losing its sense of all kind how much longer will it take for the world to see? We should learn to live and simply let it be bloodstone bloodstone bloodstone bloodstone in the nighttime wake in fright Iím so scared of the game that's being played start to wonder what's going under and how many deals have been made how much longer will it take for the world to see? We should learn to live and simply let it be bloodstone bloodstone bloodstone bloodstone

Chopper: They call me Chopper because I want to join the air force. I quit high school so I could join on my next birthday.

Matt: Well, gee, that sounds really great.

Woman: Hi. I'm Cheetah.

Matt: Cheetah? That's a wild name. Why don't you tell me about yourself?

Cheetah: I must confess. I am an older woman.

[Music plays]

Cheetah: Yeah, I've been around. I'm divorced and have three great kids.

Matt: Ugh.

Cheetah: Do you like kids?

John: Thanks. Now, why don't you tell me -- ahem -- what is it with women? I mean, why do they not want to be women? Why -- why do they want to have to be like a man? Aren't they happy being just women?

Lisa: "Just women"?

John: It's taken thousands and thousands of years to establish our sexual roles in this world, and then along come these women who want to muck it all up. I don't know.

Lisa: Does that cane of yours double as a club?

John: What?

Lisa: Oh, just let me know if you're going to drag me out of here by the hair.

John: Oh, come on, Iím not a chauvinist.

Lisa: You men are all the same. You're just ruled by the hair on your --

John: No, the problem is that there are a lot of men who don't even want to be men these days, you know what I mean? You know, you've seen them. You just --

Lisa: Well --

John: They don't even want to act like men.

Lisa: Well, if they just treat women like equals, they wouldn't feel so pressured. It takes a lot of energy to be oppressive.

John: Is that how you feel? Oppressed?

Lisa: As a woman, I rarely get to call the shots.

John: Oh, now, come on. That has nothing whatsoever to do with your gender. That's your own fault. You are master of your own fate. Ok, excuse me -- mistress.

Lisa: You're absolutely right.

John: Mm-hmm.

Lisa: Can I have another round, please?

John: Lisa, you haven't even finished this one.

Lisa: Are you going to tell me how to drink now?

John: Now, you see, the problem is, is that men are born leaders, but they don't want to have to be in command all the time.

Lisa: Women would like to take charge once in a while. It has to do with self-worth.

John: Oh, yeah. Boy, I got to learn to lighten up a little bit --

Lisa: And I got to learn to toughen up --

John: Just take it easy.

Lisa: Take action.

John: Ah, who am I kidding? I'm never going to change.

Lisa: Well, maybe if you meet the right woman.

John: Yeah. They haven't made the right woman for me.

Lisa: Don't flatter yourself, John. You're not as misunderstood as you think.

John: No?

Lisa: No.

John: Well, what about you? What's it going to take for Lisa Grady to change? You going to have to go out and burn your bra or something?

Lisa: No. I'm going to go out and get strong and fight for I what I want out of life.

John: Hmm.

Lisa: Fighters are winners.

John: You sound like "marvelous" Marvin Hagler.

Lisa: No, I sound like my own person.

Rachel: Oh, did you reach Loretta?

Ada: Yeah. I brought her up to date.

Rachel: Good.

Ada: I told her Iíd call her when we heard something.

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Ada: I called Mitch and left a message. Where's Mac?

Rachel: He went for a walk. He was really nervous.

Ada: As opposed to you?

Rachel: I'm a nervous wreck.

Ada: Yeah, well, Amandaís doing all the work.

Rachel: I know. That's the problem. I can't even help her.

Ada: Well, I felt the same way when you were in the delivery room for the first time.

Rachel: Were you this anxious?

Ada: Worse.

Rachel: You know, bringing a daughter into this world is a real two-edged sword. On the one hand, you -- you give her the greatest gift -- the joy of having children -- and on the other hand, it's scary because you're giving her the legacy of all the agony.

Ada: What's better, the joy or the agony?

Rachel: The joy.

Ada: Case closed. Your children become your whole life from the split second you lay eyes on them. You never make another decision or plan or even take a breath without thinking about them. Well, now Amandaís going to know how that feels. Don't be scared for her. Rejoice for her.

Rachel: I am. I'm grateful. I'm grateful you're here and for Mac and for that little girl in there and her husband and that baby, whoever it is.

Mac: I passed the gift shop and I just couldn't resist. Is something wrong?

Rachel: Oh, darling. I wish I had a camera!

[Ada laughs]

Matt: Oh, this is bogus.

Woman: This is Riviera. Operator?

Matt: Ri

Riviera: Yeah, it's Riviera. I'm going to call it a night.

Matt: No, wait, wait, wait. Hold on, Riviera.

Riviera: Yeah? Who's this?

Matt: This is Captain Cool. I haven't heard your voice tonight.

Riviera: Well, I've been mostly listening.

Matt: Yeah, me, too. So why are you hanging up?

Riviera: I just had a feeling that most of these people aren't exactly what they sound like.

Matt: You know, I was saying the exact same thing.

Riviera: Did you hear that one guy who called himself "Prince Charming"? Oh, please.

Matt: I know. He probably looked like the frog.

Riviera: I think some of these people are getting carried away.

Matt: Yeah. Have you called before?

Riviera: No, uh-uh. This is my first time. I was king of hoping it'd be a little more fun.

Matt: Yeah, well, I called before and got hooked up with some pretty cool people. But tonight --

Riviera: Yeah, tonight. You're the only guy that doesn't sound like a jerk.

Matt: Yeah, well, you're the only girl that doesn't sound like a dweeb.

Riviera: We'd better watch what we say. Those jerks and dweebs might be listening in.

[Riviera laughs]

Rachel: Mom, you look exhausted. We don't all have to be here. Why don't you go home?

Ada: You took the words right out of my mouth. Mac, come on, let's go.

Rachel: I'm not going.

Ada: Oh, yes, you are. We're not doing any good hanging around here. Ronnie will call us if anything happens, and we'd be back before they put the first diaper on.

Rachel: No, Mom.

Mac: Rachel, Ada is right. We should go home now.

Ada: Come on, you're outvoted.

Rachel: Ok, but -- but Iím coming back as soon as there is any news.

Ada: Sure, sure.

Rachel: I mean, she needs me.

Ada: Sure she does, but she doesn't right now. You know how determined they are to do this delivery by themselves.

Rachel: Ok, well, I'm going to go say goodbye.

Mac: You know, darling, I think I'll stay here. That last contraction almost killed me.

Rachel: All right.

Mac: Give her all my love?

Rachel: Yeah, I will.

Ada: What kind of cigars did you get?

Mac: Ciga-- cigars? How could I have forgotten the cigars?

Amanda: Oh --

Ronnie: We're getting there.

Sam: Slowly but surely, slowly but surely.

Amanda: You know, for a little baby, he sure feels awful big in there.

Ronnie: Look, I'm going to go check in with the obstetrician and bring her up to date, ok? I'll be right back.

Amanda: Ok. We sure are lucky to have Ronnie.

Sam: Yeah. She sure is nice.

Rachel: Why did Ronnie leave? Is something happening?

Amanda: Hi, Mom.

Rachel: Hi.

Sam: You guys are going nuts out there, aren't you?

Rachel: Well, you must be going nuts in here. How are things going?

Amanda: So far so good.

Rachel: Honey, you know, if you don't want to go ahead with this natural childbirth, you can change your mind at any time, but --

Sam: Ahem.

Rachel: I trust you.

Amanda: Really, Mom, don't worry. We're not worried.

Sam: Uh-uh.

Rachel: Ok. Well, we were wondering -- we thought maybe we'd go home for a little while, unless you want us to stay. Because if you want us to stay, we'll be right out there. But if we do go, we're just going to tell the desk nurse to call us as soon as the baby comes.

Amanda: Mom, that's fine. I think it's going to be quite a while anyway. I think somebody should be able to get some rest tonight.

Rachel: Oh, I won't be able to sleep a wink. Oh, sweetie. Your father sends all his love to his little girl.

Amanda: Not anymore.

Rachel: Oh, yes, always. I love you very much. Take care of her, Sam.

Sam: Always.

Rachel: I love you, too.

Sam: Thanks.

Rachel: Well, have a nice baby.

Amanda: And don't you and dad worry. Just think -- the next time you see us, we're going to be parents. Oh, Sam --

Sam: Ok, ok, ok -- look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me. Breathe deep, deep.

Rachel: She's all right.

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