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Another World Transcript Friday 5/28/04
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Proofread by Daniel
Sam: Hmm. Hi.
Amanda: Good morning.
Sam: I didn't hear you get up to feed Alli.
Amanda: I didnít. Sam?
Sam: She didn't wake up for her feeding?
Sam: Well, is she ok? Oh!
Sam: What's wrong? What?
Amanda: She's not moving.
Sam: Well, maybe she's still asleep.
Amanda: I don't know.
Sam: Come on. She's just a heavy sleeper, hon.
Amanda: She usually wakes up at the drop of a hat. Something's wrong. Alli?
Sam: Why isn't she waking up?
Amanda: I don't think she's breathing.
Sam: Come on, Alli. Wake up, hon. Alli?
Amanda: Oh, thank goodness!
Sam: Oh --
Amanda: Why is she crying?
Sam: Because you yelled in her ear.
Amanda: I'm sorry. We really got to calm down around her.
Sam: I'm too old for this.
Amanda: Alli -- it's ok.
Amanda: Are you kidding? This is just the beginning.
Donna: I guess I must be a little rusty with child care here. I had no idea little boys could get so messy. Do you know you have been here 10 minutes --?
Mikey: Right there.
Donna: Yeah, it's right there. Go get it and bring it back over here. We have been here 10 minutes, and already you are a total mess. You know what? It looks like fun. Maybe I should join you --
Michael: Hey. Hey, hey!
Donna: Oh! Hi, there!
Donna: Can you believe this one? I mean, look.
Michael: Huh. Didn't take him long, did it?
Donna: No! He's already such a mess.
Michael: Well, you should've seen me and John when we were kids. Mom would just take us at the end of the day, chuck us into the tub, and hose us down.
Donna: Oh, smart.
Michael: Look, you sure you don't want some overalls and maybe some tennis shoes or something? I got some at the house.
Donna: No, no, I'm just fine.
Michael: You are the only woman I know who would dress like that for a picnic in the country -- aside from maybe Felicia Gallant.
Donna: Wait a minute. Are you making fun of me?
Michael: Me? Never.
Donna: Good. Good. Now, it's really such a beautiful day.
Michael: It's a perfect day.
Donna: Yeah. You should play hooky more often.
Michael: I'd like to play hooky more often. I canít. I'm just glad we could do this for Mikey.
Donna: I know. I know. I can't believe how he just keeps himself so busy.
Michael: Well, you two seem to be getting along much, much better now.
Donna: Well, I'm trying, and it's getting easier today.
Michael: Well, today, I am very, very glad.
Mikey: My basketball.
Michael: My basketball.
Mikey: My basketball!
Donna: He really is a very special little boy.
[Knock on door]
[Vicky turns down volume]
Jake: Can I come in?
Vicky: Sure. You ok?
Vicky: You look terrible.
Jake: I was up all night. I -- since when do you work out?
Vicky: Every morning, like clockwork.
Jake: I'm sorry. Did I interrupt?
Vicky: No. I was just finishing. So, why were you up all night?
Jake: Marley left me.
Vicky: Oh, Jake, are you serious?
Jake: Yeah. She -- she packed up everything out of your parents' suite yesterday for good -- with their blessing, I might add.
Vicky: She doesn't give you any time to work this out, huh?
Jake: She's already talking lawyers.
Vicky: Doesn't waste any time.
Jake: She won't forgive me, Vicky. I --
Vicky: Jake, Marley isn't the type of woman that understands adultery. The word isn't even in her vocabulary.
Jake: While I was out all night, I decided that she's just not the kind of woman I need.
Vicky: Come on, Jake. You know, I never thought I would say this to you, but I know you love her.
Jake: What difference does that make? She's gone.
Vicky: Well, can you deal with it?
Jake: What choice do I have? I mean, I just have to admit that -- that I made a mistake when I married Marley.
Vicky: Now, Jake, I think you're overtired.
Jake: Vicky, I know what I'm saying. I married the wrong woman.
Vicky: What do you mean, you married the wrong woman?
Jake: She doesn't love me enough to forgive me.
Vicky: Oh, what, so you had an affair with another woman expecting Marley to understand?
Jake: Don't talk to me that way.
Vicky: So what are you getting at, Jake?
Jake: I just thought -- I just thought that people who loved each other should forgive their mistakes.
Vicky: Well, it depends on the mistake.
Jake: So you think I was wrong, too?
Vicky: Of course. Don't you?
Jake: Yeah, I was wrong. You would forgive me, wouldn't you?
Vicky: That's not fair.
Jake: Why not?
Vicky: So, Jake, what are you going to do now?
Jake: I'm going to stay here.
Vicky: What about L.A.? There's -- there's more work for you in L.A. Than there is in Bay City.
Jake: I need to be here for a while, and there's nothing for me in California now.
Vicky: Jake, I really am sorry.
Jake: I was thinking about starting a business up here, though.
Vicky: I could help put you back on your feet.
Jake: Vicky, I can't take your money.
Vicky: Jake, I've got more money than I know what to do with.
Jake: It'll be all right. Thank you for the offer.
Vicky: So, what'd my parents say?
Jake: It wasn't nice. Donna really let into me.
Jake: I asked for her help. I told her that if she told Marley to come back to me, Marley would listen.
Vicky: Oh, good move.
Jake: Well, it's true!
Vicky: It's not true, and you know it.
Jake: Ok, I was desperate.
Vicky: You and I never did rank very high on the tact meter, did we?
Jake: No. Thank you for listening.
Vicky: Jake, you're my oldest friend in the world.
Jake: Yeah, I guess we've been through a lot.
Vicky: And you are the master of the understatement.
Jake: You think you know me so well.
Vicky: You know I know you well.
Jake: Well, you're always pretty easy to talk to.
Vicky: It's going to be ok.
Vicky: I'll help you out. You'd do the same for me, right?
Jake: In a second.
Donna: Oh -- oh, listen, you know what Mikey did last night?
Donna: Well, you know, after Marley left, I -- I was pretty upset.
Michael: Yeah, I know.
Donna: Yeah. And then you left, and I went over to sit on the bed, and he came over and put his arms around me. I mean, he actually gave me a hug. It was like he knew that's exactly what I needed.
Michael: Pretty sensitive little kid.
Donna: I know, I know. I really couldn't believe it.
Michael: Well, he seems to -- coming more comfortable with himself every day, huh?
Donna: Yeah. Hey, listen, do you think he's hungry?
Michael: I don't know. Are you?
Donna: Yes, I'm starving. You know me, I'm always hungry. I wonder what Bridget packed.
Michael: Wait a minute. No cheating.
Donna: Oh, no, come on.
Michael: No, you can't open it.
Donna: I just want a snack.
Michael: No, no, no, no --
Donna: We got --
Michael: No, no, no, no.
Donna: Oh, stop, stop! I'll do anything, I'll do anything! Please, stop --
Michael: Anything at all?
Donna: Yes, anything.
Michael: Come on.
Donna: Oh, no, no.
John: Aha -- so this is how the rich and famous spend their time off?
Donna: Oh Ė
Amanda: I do not snore.
Sam: Amanda, everybody who snores says they donít.
Amanda: You are so mean to me.
Sam: Oh, come on. Even your --
Sam: Is cute.
Amanda: You are digging a very deep hole, Sammy.
Sam: Do you know how much I love you?
Amanda: I think so.
Sam: You know something?
Sam: You're even more beautiful now than before you had the baby.
Amanda: Well, I hope so. I was 20 pounds heavier then.
Sam: No, I mean it. You know, I didn't -- I really didn't think that I could love you more, except now it's just -- it's just better. Does that make sense?
Amanda: Sure. Now there's another woman in your life.
Sam: Yeah. I want to do so much for her.
Amanda: Yeah. It's scary, you know?
Sam: What is?
Amanda: She's only been in our lives for a couple of days, and already she means more to me than I can say.
Sam: I know. It is pretty incredible.
Amanda: What do you think she's going to be like?
Sam: Oh, gorgeous, smart --
Sam: Mm-hmm. It's going to be lots of fun.
Amanda: We're so lucky. I love you, Sam.
Sam: I love us.
Michael: So, what are you doing here? I didn't expect to see you for six months or so.
John: Well, that's the nice thing about being the boss -- you can do whatever you want.
Michael: Yeah. Hi, Chris. How are you?
Chris: Good to see you again, Michael.
Michael: Nice to see you.
John: Oh, Chris, this is Donna Hudson, Michaelís wife.
Donna: Oh, hi.
Chris: I'm glad to meet you.
Donna: How are you? You know Michael?
Chris: Oh, yes, we met the other day at Jasonís. He brought Mikey over.
Donna: Oh! Oh, right! Oh, right, I remember that.
Michael: So, what are you doing here?
John: Oh, we were just on our way over to Jasonís. Saw your car, thought we'd stop and say hello, that's all.
Michael: Hello. I found a little -- a little thing called a basketball in the shed.
John: Ah, I see. Well, I don't think that I have enough -- is this a challenge?
Donna: Oh --
Michael: You might consider it a friendly challenge.
John: Well, you two don't mind, do you?
Michael: I think --
John: Let's go.
Donna: What -- now, wait, just -- you guys --
John: Take care.
Chris: They seem to be good friends.
Donna: Ah, well, it's -- it's taken a long time.
Donna: Hey, listen; come on over here with me. Hey, what are you doing? Build me that house. Build me this house. Please, please. So, how do you know John?
Chris: Oh, I work for Frame Construction.
Donna: Oh, right, on the crew?
Chris: Yeah, whenever I can get away with it when John's not paying any attention.
Michael: Hey, what a guy --
Chris: I'm supposed to be the secretary, and I assure you I am not the secretary type.
Donna: Wait a minute. You want to work with the crew?
Chris: Oh, it's what I do best, always has been.
Donna: This is amazing.
Chris: Oh, hardly.
Donna: No. No, no, I just mean I --
Chris: Oh, that's ok. People don't understand it. You know, I can't explain it to them myself.
Donna: No, no. I think I envy you. I mean, I have trouble changing a light bulb. So, are you and John --?
Chris: Are John and I what?
Donna: Well, you know.
Chris: Oh, are you kidding? We fight all the time. That man -- he's judgmental, he's prejudiced. He's a chauvinist right out of a textbook.
Donna: You like him, don't you?
Chris: No way. I will admit that when he's around, life is more interesting.
Donna: Listen, you know, I've got an idea.
Donna: Well, it's been months and months since I've been able to have a dinner party, so I was thinking maybe you all could come over.
Chris: Oh, I don't think it would be a fun evening, Donna.
Donna: Oh, no, no, no, wait. It wouldn't be a date or anything like that.
Chris: Oh, sure --
Donna: No, really, really, it could be very informal. You'd have a lot of fun.
Chris: I don't know.
Donna: No -- all right, look, just -- just say that you will think about it.
Chris: Sure, I'm open-minded. John's the one that's going to be a problem.
Donna: No. Why don't you just leave that to me? You know, I have to say I can't believe him. He manages to keep himself busy. I thought little boys had a very short attention span.
Chris: He is a beautiful child.
Donna: Yes, he is, isn't he? Hi!
Mikey: Hey, look!
Donna: Listen, do you have any brothers or sisters?
Chris: No. There's just me.
Michael: Excuse me, are you going chase that in the bushes or am I?
Donna: Mikey, come back over here. Come build me that house.
Matt: Hey, is anyone out there? Well, this is Captain Cool. Don't all speak at once now. Look, a little while ago, there was a kid that we found. Now, the police are trying to come up where he came from. Do any of you know anything about it?
Josie: What are you talking about, Captain Cool?
Matt: Riviera, is that you?
Josie: Yes, it's me. Well, what is this about this little kid?
Matt: Well, it's a long story, but basically he's 2 years old, they found him alone in the street, and no one has come to claim him yet.
Josie: Oh, that's terrible.
Matt: I know, so I thought if I talked it up on the party phone enough, somebody would hear about it.
Boy: What does the kid look like?
Matt: Hmm. I knew this would work.
Josie: What a great idea.
Vicky: I still make great coffee, don't I?
Jake: Not as good as mine.
Jake: I do feel better, though.
Vicky: Good. Jake, it's going to take some time.
Jake: When did you get so sensible?
Vicky: I am a new woman.
Jake: Is everything ok with Jamie Frame?
Vicky: So you know, huh?
Jake: Wasn't too hard to figure out. I saw the two of you at the Pelican club.
Jake: Why did you want to keep it a secret?
Vicky: It's not a secret anymore. He broke up with his girlfriend.
Jake: He was seeing somebody else?
Vicky: Lisa Grady.
Jake: Ah, yes. The last time I saw you and Lisa Grady, you were having it out.
Vicky: That's her. She used to be a big problem, but things are starting to work out. She's not an issue anymore.
Jake: Do you know what you're doing?
Vicky: Jake, you know me better than that. I always know what I'm doing.
Jake: This is true.
Vicky: Besides, he broke it off with her. I had nothing to do with it.
Jake: Oh, no, you would never do that, now, would you?
Vicky: You know, Jake, Jamie is the first guy I've been involved with for a long time.
Jake: How long?
Vicky: I think you know the answer to that question.
Jake: Vicky, I never meant to hurt you.
Vicky: But you did.
Jake: Does the hurt go away?
Vicky: Takes a long time.
Jake: I was afraid you were going to say that.
Vicky: Jake, you look exhausted.
Jake: I am exhausted.
Vicky: Do you have a place to stay?
Jake: I was going to go stay with Uncle Vince and Mary. I just don't -- I don't feel like going over there right now.
Vicky: Why don't you take a nap here?
Jake: You wouldn't mind?
Vicky: Not at all. This couch is great, and I won't even get in your way. I'll go over and see Sam and Amanda.
Jake: I really appreciate this. This is good.
Vicky: Don't worry about it. Besides, I think you'll feel a lot better if you take it easy for a while.
Jake: You know something? I don't think I could've made it through this without you.
Vicky: Get some sleep.
Singers: Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout down come the rain and washed the spider out
Alexandra: Hi, dad.
Sam: Hi, Alli. You're late -- again.
Alexandra: I'm sorry.
Alexandra: How are you?
Sam: Did you wreck the car again?
Alexandra: No. Why?
Sam: Because you look like you're about to tell me something.
Alexandra: I am.
Sam: Ok, the suspense is killing me. What is it?
Alexandra: Well, I met a guy.
Sam: Come on, Alli. We've had these conversations before.
Alexandra: No, this is different.
Sam: It is?
Alexandra: I really want you to meet him.
Sam: Ok. How does a year from next Tuesday sound?
Alexandra: Dad, he's right outside the door. Come on.
Sam: Oh, Alli, now why is he waiting outside the door?
Alexandra: Because he's kind of shy.
Sam: Yeah, I'll bet.
Alexandra: Well, you fix yourself up, and I'm going to go get him.
Sam: Fix myself up?
Alexandra: Well, you know --
Sam: Fix myself up? Alexandra fowler, I look fine! Kid.
Alexandra: This is sly.
Sam: Oh, no.
Alexandra: Sly, this is my dad, Sam, but maybe you should call him "dad," too.
Sam: Ahem -- hello. Excuse me -- "dad"?
Sam: Yeah, it's nice to meet you, too.
Alexandra: Oh, Sly doesn't believe in hand-shaking, daddy. It signifies false tradition.
Sam: "False tradition."
Alexandra: Isn't he great?
Sam: Well -- ahem.
Alexandra: We're moving in together. I know you'll talk to mom about it. She won't like the idea too much, but I know you'd understand.
Sam: Alli, look, I just can't go to your mother and say --
Alexandra: Oh, daddy, please! You always understand!
Sam: Ok, ok. Come here for a second, hon. How are you going to live? What does this guy do for a living?
Alexandra: Well, that's the best part.
Sam: It is?
Alexandra: I fell in love with Sly, daddy, because he's just like you.
Alexandra: Daddy, he's an artist.
Sam: Oh, no!
Singers: Itsy bitsy spider
Alexandra: Hello, Mother.
Amanda: Hi, Alexandra. Just one second, honey. I'll be done.
Alexandra: Mom, these boys followed me home again.
Amanda: Honey, I really think it's time that you settle down and start yourself a family.
Alexandra: I don't have time for that, Mother.
Amanda: Tell them to take their resumes up to Holmes and we'll call them at a later date if there's any prospective candidates.
Alexandra: Well, you heard her. Get lost. You know, this is really getting out of hand.
Amanda: Honey, I know your career is very important to you, but I want you to realize that you can have a family, too. I did.
Alexandra: But you weren't running for office. I'm preparing for the Illinois presidential primary.
Amanda: I know. I wrote you a presidential speech, your acceptance speech. What do you think?
Alexandra: Oh, that's perfect, Mom. Thank you.
Amanda: Not too humble, is it?
Alexandra: No, not at all.
Amanda: Great. I'm so proud of you. I just want you to realize that a career isn't everything.
Alexandra: I know. Maybe someday. What color do you think we should paint the oval office?
Amanda: I was thinking maybe salmon.
Alexandra: Oh, yes, with a maroon trim.
[Knock on door]
Sam: All right.
Jamie: Oh, you guys are sleeping?
Sam: I was having a nightmare.
Matt: He's around 2 years old, blond hair, and big, blue eyes.
Girl: That sounds like my little brother.
Matt: Guys, I'm serious. Now, spread the word around the party phone. Someone has to know something.
Josie: Why are you so interested in this little kid?
Boy: He's going for the sympathy vote with all the girls.
Matt: Oh, would you come on, guys?
Josie: Don't listen to him.
Boy: Hey, there's a great conversation going on over on line six! Switch over!
[Phone lines tap]
Matt: Oh, great.
Josie: It must be really hard on that little kid's parents.
Matt: Riviera, you're still there.
Matt: Yeah, I -- I thought you switched lines.
Josie: Now, why would I do that when I was talking to you?
Matt: That's right. You were talking to me.
Josie: I know what that little kid's parents are feeling. I know my father misses me a lot.
Matt: Your parents divorced?
Matt: Yeah, mine, too -- well, not really. It's -- it's very complicated. Huh.
Josie: Well, tell me about it.
Matt: Well, my real dad is great, you know. And so is my stepfather.
Josie: So you're luckier than most people, then.
Matt: Yeah, I guess so, but it gets kind of tough trying to talk to one one way and then the other another way, you know?
Josie: I think so.
Matt: So do you get to see your dad a lot?
Josie: Oh, yeah, but not enough. It's not like he lives with us.
Matt: Where do you live?
Josie: I can't tell you that.
Matt: I really want to meet you.
Josie: You know we can't give out real names or numbers, captain.
Matt: I know. I'm so frustrated with this whole stupid phone thing.
Josie: You're impatient, aren't you?
Matt: Well, I'm tired of talking. I want to meet the people I've been getting to know.
Girl: I think it's time we all met, too.
Matt: When did you -- when did you get back?
Girl: Just now. That other line was boring. So, how can we meet?
Josie: That could be a problem.
Matt: No, I think I have an idea.
John: Not bad for a guy with a bum leg, huh?
Michael: Well, the only consolation is you never could dribble.
John: I couldn't what?
Michael: You couldn't dribble! You'd never pass off to anybody, never give anybody else a shot.
John: There was a very good reason for that. You see, I happen to have been the highest scorer in the history of this city.
Michael: That's because you wouldn't give anybody else a shot.
John: Any wonder why?
Michael: Hey, you -- you talk to anybody about that leg lately?
Michael: I don't know. With all the new technology, I figured maybe they could do something about it. Well, just tell me, you looked into it?
John: No, Mike, I havenít. I want to use a cane.
Michael: Don't get huffy. I was just looking out for you.
John: I don't need anybody to look out for me. I've gotten used to it. Why can't you?
Michael: Ok. Ok. Well, I still got it.
John: Yeah. I see you still got it, but you still can't do a lay-up. Never could.
Michael: Are you serious?
John: I said you never could.
Michael: Give me that ball, give me that ball, give me that ball.
John: Give me your best shot. Come on, come on. Put it up.
Michael: You really got it in for me today, don't you, buddy?
Michael: All right, all right. Whoa --
John: Mike, Mike, watch it!
John: You're ok, little guy. Nobody's going to hurt you.
John: Sorry, Mike. I thought you were going to fall on him.
Michael: No, no, no, man. I'm glad you were there. I didn't even see him. Here. Hey, buddy.
Donna: What? Wait -- what's going on here? Is he --?
John: Oh --
Donna: All right?
John: Just the usual -- I'm soundly beating your husband in another game of basketball.
Michael: Hey, hey, hey, hey, you watch that. Don't listen to that guy.
John: What have you-all been doing? You discussing china patterns or something?
Donna: Actually --
Donna: I -- I've just been getting to know your friend here.
John: My secretary, or did she forget to tell you?
Chris: Don't worry. I kept the record straight.
Mikey: Basketball hoop?
Michael: Yeah, that's a basketball hoop.
Michael: You know, Marley -- I saw her last night. She said to say goodbye. She left town.
John: Oh, really? What's the matter -- she and Jake couldn't find enough excitement here?
Michael: No -- Jake stayed.
John: Oh. Something wrong?
Donna: They're splitting up.
John: Wow, I'm really sorry to hear that. I thought they were doing all right.
Michael: Yeah, well, so did we.
John: So what's Jake going to do?
Donna: Well, he's decided that he is going to stay here in Bay City.
Michael: You know, Donna, could I talk to you alone for a second? Come here.
Donna: Sure. What?
Michael: Would you excuse us please?
John: Yo, Mcaleer. Take your best shot, babe.
Chris: Oh. You're going to regret this, Hudson.
Michael: Donna, it just occurred to me that Jake may head straight to Victoria.
Donna: Well, I warned him not to go over there, but you know him. I'm sure he will not heed my warnings.
Michael: Yeah, I know. Look, I -- I have no doubt that he's going to go near her.
Donna: Well --
Michael: She's -- she's sensitive, she's vulnerable right --
Donna: No, no, no, no, wait. They have been through so much. I really think she's completely over him. He's the one I don't trust, Michael.
Michael: No, it's her I don't trust. I'd better go over there right now and have a talk with her.
Donna: Well -- honey, I do think it's a good idea.
Michael: Good. I'll tell you what -- why don't you take Mikey and I'll come back --
Donna: Wait --
Michael: In a little while and pick you guys up, ok?
Donna: But, look, I don't want you to spoil this whole day.
Michael: No, it won't spoil my day. It just might make my day. I'll be back and see you in a little while.
Donna: All right.
Donna: All right.
Donna: He'll come back.
John: All right, so how many points is that?
Matt: It'll be like a masquerade party.
Josie: What do you mean?
Matt: Sometimes I'm so smart, it scares me. I'm going to throw a party this Friday. I can give out flyers about Mikey for everyone to deliver around, and we can plan searches, and we can dance the night away.
Girl: Great, but you're not allowed to give out your address.
Matt: Well, there's an old mill by a pond in Parker field that's perfect.
Boy: I know that place. It's a mess.
Matt: Well, yeah, I'll take care of that. You guys just be there and talk to everyone and tell them to be there, too.
Josie: But where does this masquerade thing fit in?
Matt: Well, everyone should wear something that clues everyone else into who they are. We won't use our real names. We'll use our code names to communicate.
Josie: I like it.
Matt: Yeah, but if you want to, you know, you can tell someone who you really are.
Girl: What if you don't want anyone to know what your code name is?
Matt: Well, that's all right. You can come to the party anyway and don't tell anyone your name and don't leave any clues for anybody to guess who you are.
Girl: Well, that's good. I'll be there.
Josie: Me, too.
Matt: Riviera, what are you going to be wearing? I don't want to miss you.
Josie: Oh, I'll think of something.
Jamie: So basically what you're saying is that life's good.
Amanda: How about you?
Jamie: Me? Nah, we don't want to get into my problems, uh-uh.
Amanda: Come on, Jamie. Talk to me.
Jamie: No. Ok. All right. For starters --
Jamie: Lisa and I had dinner last night.
Jamie: Yeah, yeah. It just sort of happened, you know.
Jamie: And we're talking, which is a whole lot better than what we have been doing for the past few weeks.
Amanda: So, are the two of you going to get together again?
Jamie: Well, I've made a lot of mistakes with Lisa.
Amanda: She's had her share, too.
Jamie: I know.
Amanda: So what are you going to do about Vicky?
Jamie: I'm not sure. I have a decision to make.
Amanda: About Lisa.
Jamie: And Vicky.
Amanda: This is confusing.
Jamie: Tell me about it.
Amanda: How do you think Lisaís going to feel when she realizes that you're weighing the options between her and Vicky?
Jamie: It was Lisaís idea.
Amanda: You're kidding.
Jamie: No. She told me to figure it out and to tell her what I decide.
Amanda: Well, she's tougher than I would be.
Jamie: I know it.
Amanda: I'd kill you.
Jamie: I -- thanks a lot. You know, Lisa has changed a lot. When we first started going out, she was -- she was very dependent on me.
Amanda: I remember. I thought you liked that.
Jamie: Well, yeah, I did, but you know what I like better? Her sense of spirit that she has now.
Amanda: Well, what about Vicky?
Jamie: Well, come on, let's face it -- Vicky is -- she's exciting. But I think she's also very needful, and, I mean, sometimes I get the feeling that she might fall apart if I don't help keep her together, and that can -- that can get exhausting.
Amanda: "Exhausting"? You?
Amanda: You've been working out. Don't give me this excuse.
Jamie: You know, I'm really glad you find my love life so amusing, Amanda.
Amanda: Oh, it's just that I do find it kind of funny that such a mild-mannered, normal, young doctor in such control of his life is so totally stupid when it comes to women.
Jamie: Since when did you become an expert?
Amanda: I'm a mom! Moms know everything.
Jamie: Yeah, well, you are just like mom, and it's very frightening, and I think I'd better get back to the hospital.
Amanda: You know, maybe if you talk to a fortuneteller, she'd be able to help you with your personal life.
Jamie: I'm definitely getting out right now. Excuse me.
Amanda: Ok, but you're going to have to keep me informed, you know, because now that I am an old, married lady, I have to live my life vicariously through you.
Jamie: Goodbye, sweetheart.
Amanda: Bye, you big dope.
Jamie: Watch it.
Amanda: It's open.
Josie: I better get off the phone now. My father's going to call me today.
Matt: Wait. Riviera, you haven't told me how I'm going to recognize you at the party.
Josie: Oh, you'll figure it out. You're smart, right?
Matt: Yeah, but there's going to be a lot of different girls there. I don't want to risk missing you.
Josie: Why don't I try and find you?
Matt: Ok. What if you can't figure it out?
Josie: Don't you trust me?
Matt: I need to know who you are.
Josie: I'll be there.
Matt: I can't wait to see you.
Josie: Everyone can hear.
Matt: I don't care. Let them eavesdrop, the old party phone people. I'm going to meet Riviera, and I can't wait, and I don't even care what she looks like.
Josie: I guess no one else is on the line -- and don't say things like that. You might be very disappointed.
Matt: Would you be disappointed if I turned out looking like Fred Flintstone?
Josie: But you wonít. I can tell. Besides, I already know what you look like. You've got dark brown, shoulder-length hair, and you're about 5'9".
Matt: Riviera, I --
Josie: And I think about you a lot.
Matt: I think about you, too. I hate the telephone, but now I spend all my time on the phone because it's the only way I can be close to you.
Josie: Oh. You don't know anything about me.
Matt: Yes, I do. I know that on Friday night I'm going to see you at the party and I'm not going to need any clues or anything. I'll know who you are.
Josie: You watch too much TV.
Matt: I'm a romantic. Aren't you?
Josie: I like to think I am, but it's an easy way to get hurt.
Matt: I won't hurt you.
Josie: I know. I -- I'd better go.
Matt: Wait, just -- just a few more minutes.
Josie: No. The maid has to clean my room and my father's going to call me.
Matt: Ok. I'll see you on Friday.
Josie: Ok. Bye, Captain Cool.
Matt: Goodbye, Riviera.
Jake: Who is it?
Jake: Michael, Vickyís not here.
Michael: You want to tell me what you're doing here?
Jake: Yeah, I'm sleeping.
Michael: Answer my question, Jake.
Jake: I was taking a nap.
Michael: You don't waste any time, do you?
Jake: What are you talking about?
Michael: What are you trying to prove?
Jake: I was out all night trying to figure out -- I came by to talk to Vicky.
Michael: Stay away from my daughter, Jake.
Jake: You're starting to sound like Donna. Will you listen to me? I was -- I was beat. I came by here --
Michael: Jake, just stay away from my family, all right?
Jake: You don't know what you're talking about.
Michael: I know that Marley left you. I know she must've had a good reason.
Jake: I still want to be with Marley! She won't let me!
Michael: So you come running to Victoria?
Jake: Vicky is my friend!
Michael: Your friend? You almost destroyed her once, man. I am not going to stand around and watch you do it again. Stay away from her.
Jake: Are you through?
Michael: Am I understood?
Michael: Good. Now you can leave.
Jake: Vicky asked me to stay.
Michael: You want me to help you leave?
Jake: Why are you doing this, Michael? Why -- why are you suddenly turning against me?
Michael: I'm not turning against you, Jake. You're a dangerous man. You hurt both of my daughters. Get out of here -- now.
Vicky: You know, Amanda, when I was on my way over here, your door happened to be open, and I heard you and Jamie talking.
Amanda: I'm sorry, Vicky, if you heard something silly. I mean, I was just fooling around, trying to cheer Jamie up.
Vicky: I really blew it this time, didn't I?
Amanda: Look, Jamieís my brother. I'm just trying to understand what he's doing.
Vicky: Why is it that everything works out for everyone else except me?
Amanda: That isn't true.
Vicky: Yes, it is.
Vicky: Amanda, I was in love with Jake, and Jake fell in love with Marley. And it took me two years to get over that.
Amanda: I know.
Vicky: And then things start working out with Jamie, and who steps back into his life but Lisa.
Amanda: Well, they had a really strong relationship for a while --
Vicky: Yeah, but you know what bothers me? Lisa doesn't even have to work at it and she can still do it.
Amanda: Jamie hasn't really made a decision yet. Look, I know it's hard.
Amanda: But things -- I'm sure things are going to work out the way they are supposed to. I mean, if he is still in love with Lisa, then maybe it's best if he's with her.
Vicky: "Best"? For who? Why is that the Marleyís and the Lisa's just get everything handed to them and people like me just never win?
Amanda: I think you're being too hard on yourself.
Vicky: No, I'm not. I can't just give up.
Amanda: This isn't exactly a contest or anything --
Vicky: I can't just step aside, Amanda. I love him.
Amanda: Oh. Look, just remember Sam and I. I mean, we had so many problems before we got married.
Vicky: So you think I should just give up?
Amanda: No. No. I just think that you should take it easy and let Jamie get his head together for a while -- that is, if you can wait.
Vicky: Oh, I can wait. My problem is that I just can't let Mother Nature take its course. I kind of like to steer it in the right direction.
Amanda: You really do love him, don't you?
Amanda: Well, I know how you feel. But just be careful. I was crazy about Sam, but when he found out that I lied to him, he didn't even want to listen to me. And it took a long time, even after I was pregnant, until we realized that all we really wanted was for the two of us to be together.
Vicky: Yeah, I guess you're right.
Amanda: It'll all work out for the best. I'm sure it will.
Vicky: You're right. Things will work out for the best.
Donna: You know, Chris and I were talking before, and, well, I came up with a great idea.
John: Can't wait to hear this.
Donna: You know, it's been so long since I've had a dinner party.
John: Oh. Well, that's too bad. I -- I don't think that Chris can help you out there, though, Donna. I don't believe she cooks.
Donna: John, I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about you and Chris coming over to our place. I mean, it would just be so much fun. We could have a very -- a very elegant and intimate party.
John: How intimate?
Donna: Well, just the four of us --
Donna: Oh, and -- and Mikey here, of course.
John: Well, thanks, Donna, but no thanks.
Donna: Uh -- I want you to stop being such a grouch.
John: Oh, who's being a grouch? You know that I'm not exactly the party guest prototype.
Chris: No. Really?
Donna: Well, Chris said that she would come.
John: She did?
Chris: I --
Donna: All right, she said that she would think about it.
Chris: I was being polite.
John: Well, I don't -- ah -- hey; I don't have a summer suit. That's it, Donna.
Donna: No excuses. Really.
John: Donna --
Donna: No, this is great. This is great. It'll work out perfect. Let's see -- we'll set it for next Thursday. How's that?
John: Did I say that I was going to be involved --
Donna: Michael, Michael!
Donna: Guess what --
Donna: Chris and John are going to come over for a dinner party --
Michael: Hey, buddy.
Donna: On Thursday.
Michael: That's great.
Michael: Here's Mikey!
Donna: Oh, listen, did you talk to Victoria?
Michael: Victoria wasn't there, but I saw Jake.
Donna: He was at her apartment?
Michael: Yeah, he was, but it's ok. I set him straight and sent him on his way.
Donna: Oh. What's the matter, sweetheart?
John: You guys still handing these out?
Michael: Yeah, well, it's -- you know, we got to keep looking for Mikeyís parents. Donna, we were going to visit farmers and give those out today. Don't you think we should continue with that?
Donna: Well, actually, there's no real rush.
Donna: Yeah. I mean, let's not spoil the whole day. Let's just enjoy the rest of it, ok? I think it's time to eat. How about you guys?
Donna: Mikey, Mikey, come help me.
Michael: Do you want food?
Chris: Let's have a picnic.
Donna: Come help me!
Michael: Oh, boy!
Vicky: Jake? Jake?
Vicky: The first time Jamie and I --
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