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Another World Transcript Wednesday 6/9/04
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Proofread by Daniel
Scott: Are you ok?
Cheryl: Yeah, I'm fine.
Scott: Are you sure?
Cheryl: Do you think I would've made love to you after all this time if I wasn't ready?
Scott: We waited a long time, didn't we?
Cheryl: Yeah, well, it just wasn't right before.
Scott: I know. It wasnít. You are so beautiful.
Scott: I think this is about the most beautiful place in the world right now.
Cheryl: I think it is.
Mac: I don't like waiting for people, especially people I don't like.
[Knock on door]
Rachel: Here we go.
Mac: I'll get it.
Rachel: Good luck.
Mac: Thank you, sweetheart. Mr. Marsten!
Drew: Well, Mac Cory. It's nice to see you again.
Mac: I didn't expect to see you here.
Drew: Well, actually, the chief prefers anonymity before the meeting. May I come in?
Mac: Oh, yes, of course. Rachel, you remember Drew Marsten.
Rachel: Yes, of course I do. How are you?
Drew: Just fine. A little jet-lagged.
Mac: So you are this man's assistant?
Drew: Don't be shocked, Mac. Actually, I'm surprised you haven't figured that one out.
Mac: I was under the impression that your place of action was in the states.
Drew: My place of action is determined by the chief.
Mac: And speaking of him, he's late. I have other appointments I don't want to miss.
Drew: Surely this meeting is more important than anything else.
Rachel: Mr. Marsten, we've been patient. We don't like all this secrecy.
Drew: I'm sorry you feel that way.
Mac: We're rather edgy. You can understand that.
Drew: All your questions will be answered this morning. I've had a long flight, and I noticed some food over there. Do you mind?
[Lisa and Jamie laugh]
Lisa: You are out of shape, Jamie!
Jamie: I am not! You're just faster than I am.
Lisa: Oh, it's a beautiful night, isn't it?
Lisa: Look at all the stars.
Jamie: Yes, now Iím supposed to say something comparing them to you.
Lisa: That would be nice.
Jamie: Lisa Grady, I may not be a poet, but I do love you madly.
Lisa: I'm having a great time.
Jamie: So am I.
Jake: Where have you been?
Vicky: Jake, have you seen Jamie?
Vicky: Where is he?
Jake: I don't know, but he's here.
Vicky: Oh, thanks. You've been a great help.
Jake: Why don't you just forget about him?
Vicky: Jake, you're really starting to get on my nerves.
Jake: The guy treated you like dirt. Why do you keep putting yourself through this?
Vicky: I don't think you know what you're talking about.
Jake: Vicky, what do you think you're going to accomplish by going after this guy?
Vicky: I'm not going after him.
Jake: I don't like to see you like this.
Vicky: How would you like to see me?
Jake: Vicky --
Vicky: Goodbye. It's been a pleasure.
Vicky: Get off of me.
Jake: You're making a fool of yourself. Why don't you just calm down?
Vicky: I'm going to find Jamie.
Jake: You're not going anywhere until I get something straight.
Zack: Excuse me, excuse me. I knew I wasn't crazy. I thought I'd seen you before. I heard you sing at the Pelican club.
Ronnie: Guess the cat's out of the bag. Look, I'll see you later.
Zack: Wait a second -- what's the rush?
Ronnie: Look, I'm exhausted. I've got to get home.
Zack: Well, I'm glad I caught you, then.
Zack: Well, look, I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed the show.
Ronnie: Look, I'm glad. I'll see you later.
Zack: Look, look, look -- well, I'd think you'd want to stick around here and bask in all this praise.
Ronnie: No, that's not my style.
Zack: Obviously. I mean, why else would you call yourself Tiffany Simone and refuse to tell anybody who you really are?
Ronnie: You know something, Zack?
Zack: No, what?
Ronnie: That's really none of your business.
Zack: What's your problem? All I wanted to do was tell you I think that you're a wonderful singer and not bad to look at, and you act like I want to buy your firstborn child.
Ronnie: I'm sorry. Excuse me, I have to go.
Zack: Look, what -- what is it with you? I mean, one minute you're a beauty, and the next --
Ronnie: Look, I have to get home, ok?
Zack: Come on, live a little. It's a holiday.
Ronnie: I'm sorry, I have to go!
Zack: Look, I just want to get to know a little bit more about you, Tiffany.
Ronnie: No. My name is Ronnie, Ronnie Lawrence. Tiffany doesn't exist.
Zack: Well, she did for a while.
Ronnie: She's just a costume and some makeup.
Zack: And a voice -- I mean, a voice full of feeling and grace.
Ronnie: I really appreciate the compliments. I really do, but --
Zack: But -- but what?
Ronnie: You wouldn't understand.
Zack: Are you kidding? Hey, Iím a lawyer. We're trained to try and understand anything, especially a beautiful woman.
Ronnie: You don't give up, do you?
Zack: It's my law training. Can't check myself.
Ronnie: Good night, Zack.
Zack: Look, look, one drink.
Ronnie: Are you buying?
Waiter: Looking for someone?
Waiter: Guess it's not me, huh?
Waiter: You one of those society girls?
Josie: Not yet, but I'm working on it.
Matt: Yeah, Kev, that sounds great. I could go for a little swim in the old pond there. Uh-huh. Yeah, who's coming? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Is that it? No, no, no, just curious. Ok. Well, why don't I meet you over there in a little while? Ok. Great. See you then. Bye-bye. Oh, hi, Josie.
Josie: Hi. I guess all this is pretty boring for you, huh?
Matt: No, I'm having a good time.
Josie: So why are you leaving?
Matt: Oh, you heard that. Sorry I used your phone without asking.
Josie: It's no problem. What's going on at the mill?
Matt: Oh, just some people on the party phone getting together for a little swim.
Josie: Sounds like fun.
Matt: Yeah. Well, I guess I'll see you later.
Josie: Matt -- who have you been hanging out with?
Matt: Tonight, here?
Matt: Uh, I don't know. Nobody.
Josie: Because, I mean, I don't really know anyone here except you.
Matt: You were working pretty hard before.
Josie: Yeah. My mother never lets me relax.
Matt: Yeah. Well, listen, I better get going.
Josie: Is -- is that girl Tracy going to be there?
Josie: You spent a lot of time with her at the mill the other night.
Matt: She's an old friend.
Matt: Yeah. So --
Josie: You know, I was wondering -- the D.J. Is playing some really good music, and --
Matt: Yeah, he is.
Josie: Well, I'm so bored, I'm going to jump out of my skin. Do you want to dance?
Matt: I should get going. Did you want to come with me? You can --
Josie: Oh, no. My mother would never let me go. Come on. If you go, Iím going to go out and dance all by myself and look really stupid.
Matt: I do like this song.
Josie: Just one dance?
Matt: Ok. Come on, let's go.
Matt: There we go.
Vicky: Are you through?
Jake: Not until you calm down.
Vicky: I'm calm. You're the one with the problem.
Jake: Listen, if you want to see Jamie, why don't you wait till tomorrow and go to the hospital and see him?
Jake: Because this is not the time or place to make a big scene.
Vicky: Oh, I'm not the one making a scene, Jake. You're the one grabbing me and telling me what I can and can't do.
Jake: I don't think you can deal with this tonight, all right?
Vicky: Oh, yeah? Why is that?
Jake: For one thing, you're drunk.
Vicky: How dare you!
Jake: You get that look in your eye, Vicky, that means trouble. I know that.
Vicky: Oh, well, take a good look at these eyes, Jake, because I'm a new person. You see, Iíve changed. I left Lassiter behind me a long time ago.
Jake: Honey, I just don't want to see you get hurt.
Vicky: Too late.
Jake: Why don't you let me take you home, Vick?
Vicky: What, you going to try to get me into bed again, Jake? All right, that was an accident, a mistake. But I've made a lot of mistakes. Now it's time to fix some of them.
Jake: Vicky -- Vicky, wait!
Zack: But don't you think the people that you work with would love to see you perform?
Ronnie: I have a lot of professional goals in medicine. You know, putting on a sequined gown and singing in a smoky club is not exactly the administration's idea of someone who wants to further her medical career.
Zack: I think you're wrong.
Ronnie: Look, women are prejudged, Zack. Especially black women. I mean, don't you see? My getting up on that stage tonight -- I did exactly what they expect of me. I sang, which is what we're supposed to do oh so well. You know, I can do better than that. I deserve better than that. I might have really blown it here tonight.
Zack: Look, I understand what you're saying, but, blown it? You were great up there.
Ronnie: How am I supposed to face the staff tomorrow?
Zack: Look --
Ronnie: I can hear the comments now.
Zack: Look -- um -- don't get on me if I say this, but I just think your outlook is a little dated.
Ronnie: Why would you say that?
Zack: Because I just think society's progressed a little farther than what you're talking about.
Ronnie: And how would you know what it's like for me?
Zack: Look, I might be wrong in saying this, but this talent of yours -- you think it's going to ruin your any chances of advancing in the hospital because you're black and a woman.
Ronnie: Yes, that's right.
Zack: Well, then why sing? Why sing? You obviously love it, or you wouldn't do it so well. I think you're depriving yourself of what you enjoy most because you're afraid.
Zack: Not because you're black or a woman.
Ronnie: Oh, do they give psych 101 to all law students these days?
Zack: You're being defensive.
Ronnie: And you're being a lawyer again. Look, don't try to figure out my reasons, Zack, ok? I didn't do this thing on a whim. A lot of thought went into this.
Zack: All I'm saying is I think you're missing out on half the fun of being a successful entertainer, that's all.
Ronnie: And I don't think you know what you're talking about.
Zack: Oh, yes, I do. If you haven't noticed, I'm a black man who is an ex-G.I. Who was a parole officer by day and working at law school at night. And I have a pretty successful practice here, so don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about. Now, what are you afraid of?
Ronnie: You know, I bet you're murder in cross-examination.
Zack: Oh, I can be.
Ronnie: Well, I'm not afraid of anything. I just want to be taken seriously.
Zack: And what's going to take that away? I mean, what are you talking about?
Jake: Ms. Simone?
Zack: Uh, her name --
Jake: I think you are absolutely incredible.
Ronnie: Thank you.
Jake: I'm kind of new in town, and Iím trying to get my video business off. Do you have a recording contract?
Ronnie: No, I donít.
Jake: Great. I think we can change that.
Ronnie: Look, I'm not --
Jake: I have some incredible ideas about shooting a video with you, cutting a record. I'd love to work with you, and I think we would be dynamite together.
Ronnie: I'm not interested.
Jake: With your looks and talent, and my eye --
Ronnie: Your eye is going to be black and blue in a minute.
Jake: What's with her?
Zack: It's a long story. You came down pretty hard on him.
Ronnie: Yeah, I know. Look, I'm sorry. There is a part of me that's really, really sorry.
Zack: Tiffany or Ronnie?
Ronnie: So now it's you who's making fun of me.
Zack: No, I'm not, really. I'm just trying to figure you out.
Cheryl: Scott, I just wanted to say thanks. With everything that's happened with dawn, I really appreciate you explaining that.
Scott: Oh --
Scott: It's getting late.
Cheryl: Do you really have to leave for Washington tonight?
Scott: Yeah, I have a meeting at 9:30 in the morning with a bunch of lobbyists.
Cheryl: Never really had good timing.
Scott: I don't want to even go now.
Cheryl: You have to. I mean, I don't want you to go, but you have to. This work is really important to you.
Scott: I know it is. So is what happened tonight.
Cheryl: Isn't exactly what you expected, huh?
Scott: No. Remember that beach house that time?
Scott: You remember that?
Cheryl: Some things we try to forget.
Scott: Why? We had a great time up there.
Cheryl: Don't you remember how upset you got?
Scott: I was a little disappointed.
Cheryl: We broke up right after that.
Scott: I know.
Cheryl: Had a lot of regrets about that weekend.
Scott: Well, you shouldnít. We just weren't ready to get this close right then.
Cheryl: What do you mean, "We"?
I wasn't ready.
Scott: And I respected your decision, didn't I? Hmm?
Cheryl: Can I tell you something?
Cheryl: When you met Dawn, I was -- I was incredibly jealous.
Scott: And I didn't handle telling you very well, did I?
Cheryl: You didn't owe me any explanations. I mean, we had been broken for a long time before that.
Scott: Yes, but nothing had ever been resolved, really, had it?
Scott: I don't want to go.
Cheryl: Scott --
Scott: Come with me.
Scott: To Washington tonight. Come with me. What do you say?
Lisa: Looks like people are getting ready to leave.
Jamie: Let's stay a while longer.
Jamie: It's such a beautiful night.
Lisa: Yes, it is.
Jamie: It's great weather.
Lisa: Are we running out of things to say to each other?
Jamie: No, no. It's just --
Lisa: What's wrong?
Jamie: Nothing, nothing. What?
Lisa: I don't know, you just seem a little nervous all of a sudden.
Jamie: Nervous? Me?
Lisa: Are you sure?
Jamie: Yeah, it's just that --
Jamie: I didn't want to do this here.
Lisa: Do what?
Jamie: But it's such a beautiful night, and all the stars are out. There are fireworks and --
Lisa: Jamie, what are you trying to say?
Jamie: You'd think I'd know how to do this by now.
Lisa: What's that?
Jamie: I said, do you think they have cows on this farm?
Jamie: That's what I thought.
Lisa: Jamie, you're making me nervous now.
Jamie: Am I?
Lisa: Yes. What's going on?
Jamie: Ok. Ok.
Lisa: "Ok," what?
Jamie: Lisa, I love you very much.
Lisa: And I love you.
Jamie: That's good. That's good. When two people love each other, that's good.
Lisa: It's a very nice thing, yes.
Jamie: Yes. Yes. And at times like this, certain things have to happen.
Lisa: Like what?
Jamie: This isn't working.
Lisa: It's not?
Jamie: Oh, boy. Uh --
Lisa: Jamie --
Jamie: Uh, come here, come here.
Jamie: Here, sit down. Lisa --
Lisa: Jamie --
Jamie: I'm not very good at doing the right things, but I'm going to try real hard right now.
Lisa: Jamie --
Jamie: You know, please, let me say this before I really screw up.
Lisa: Ok. Go ahead.
Jamie: I've never been very good at convention, and you know how successful my marriages have been.
Lisa: Your marriages?
Jamie: Lisa Grady, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you more than I could possibly say.
Lisa: Oh, Jamie.
Jamie: Now, Iím here talking like a complete idiot because I want to say to you that I want you beside me for the rest of my life, and I want to have your kids, and --
Jamie: Or I want you to have my kids, and I want us to have six of them, all girls who look just like you. Uh -- where is the -- Lisa -- Lisa --?
Lisa: Go ahead, Jamie. You're doing just fine.
Jamie: Will you marry me?
Vicky: Well, well, well, what's that old joke about bad timing?
Drew: I'm so sorry.
Mac: I just don't understand this kind of behavior.
Drew: Well, it's not like the chief at all.
Rachel: It's rude.
Drew: I called the hotel several times, and nobody's answered the phone.
Mac: I agreed to this meeting on his terms. I didn't want to do that, but I felt some kind of dialogue is better than none at all. Now, for him not to show up --
Drew: Well, there's got to be a logical explanation.
Rachel: We've been patient, Mr. Marsten.
Drew: Look, I hope you understand the chief's absence here in no way reflects our interest regarding this acquisition.
Mac: Well, that remains to be seen. In any event, I don't see any point in waiting any longer.
Rachel: We don't even know what we're waiting for.
Drew: I'm sorry, I just can't tell you that.
Mac: I don't like to do business this way.
Drew: I know, Mac. I can't help it.
Mac: Well, I think you might as well leave.
Drew: We'll be in touch.
Mac: And you tell your chief if in fact he wants to talk business with me, the next time it's to be on my terms. You can also tell him how much I dislike dealing with people who don't keep appointments.
Drew: Yes, sir. I will pass that information along.
Mac: Thank you.
Drew: Goodbye, Mrs. Cory.
Rachel: Goodbye. What was that all about?
Mac: I don't know. They're certainly not scoring any points with me.
Rachel: Well, you have to admit Marsten was upset.
Mac: And embarrassed.
Rachel: When is this going to end, Mac?
Mac: I don't know, but I'm really fed up with it.
Rachel: I want to go home.
Mac: All right, darling, I'll call the desk; tell them we're checking out.
Rachel: I'm sorry.
Mac: I just wish I knew what this was all about.
Josie: You're a really good dancer.
Matt: Well, thank you very much. I'm faking it.
Josie: So, are you having a good time?
Matt: Yeah, I'm having a great time.
Josie: Well, thanks for the dance.
Matt: Hey, where are you going?
Josie: I can't dance --
Matt: Ah, ah, ah, come on. This is easy. This is the stuff I'm good at.
Josie: Well, who would've guessed? So how come you're so good at this?
Matt: Well, you know, going on weddings and deb parties, you know, trains you pretty well.
Josie: I've never gone to any of those.
Matt: Oh, yeah? You've never been to a wedding?
Josie: Uh-uh, no.
Matt: Oh. I love weddings. Most people hate them, but I always end up having the best time.
Matt: Yeah. I missed Sam and Amandaís.
Josie: You missed your sister's wedding?
Matt: Yeah. I couldn't be there. There was stuff going on at school I had to deal with. Yeah.
Josie: I kind of like this.
Matt: Yeah, me, too. Whoa, hey! You're pretty good for never doing this before.
Josie: I'm just glad I'm not square-dancing.
Matt: Yeah, you and me both.
Josie: I'm sure my mother would be the ringleader of the whole thing.
Matt: Does your mom like it here?
Josie: Yeah, she thinks it's great.
Matt: But you don't?
Josie: I was raised in the city. Barnyard animals do not thrill me.
Matt: I don't know. I kind of like it here.
Josie: Well, take my word for it, it's a real drag.
Matt: Well, at least you can walk around, you know, outside your house in privacy. Whenever I try to walk outside, everybody's looking at me, you know.
Josie: Do you have a big family?
Matt: Just my parents and my grandmother, but then there's Helen, Hilda, and Jerome.
Josie: Well, what are they, your pets?
Matt: No, no. They work for us.
Josie: Oh, you have servants.
Matt: No, a cook, maid, and a chauffeur.
Josie: You have a chauffeur?
Matt: It's no big deal, really. Sometimes it's even embarrassing.
Josie: Well, I would love to be embarrassed like that.
Matt: Yeah, well, I don't think about it too much.
Josie: What do you think about?
Matt: I don't know, probably the same thing you think about, you know.
Vicky: I'm sorry to have barged in right in the middle of your marriage proposal. But I shouldn't be surprised, should I? It's just like you, Jamie.
Jamie: Vicky --
Vicky: I hope you're happy, Lisa.
Lisa: I was.
Vicky: You know, could have been me that Jamie proposed to.
Lisa: I don't believe you.
Vicky: Oh, don't worry, Lisa. I'm not going to throw a tantrum. I want to apologize. I know Iíve done some really mean things to you, Lisa, and it's ended up hurting Jamie. It'll never happen again. I'm sorry.
Jamie: Vicky, please --
Vicky: You know, I always tried to be the woman that he wanted me to be, but it never worked because I could never be the one person that he really needed, and that's you. I really loved you, Jamie. You know, I think the funny thing is, is that you loved me, too. But you don't have to say anything now. I know that's awkward.
Lisa: Are you through?
Vicky: Well, I want you both to know something. I've made a resolution. I call it a Fourth of July resolution.
Jamie: What's that?
Vicky: That Iím never going to be dishonest to myself or to anybody else.
Lisa: Tall order.
Vicky: I know you don't believe me, Lisa, but it's true. I know Iíve made some big, big mistakes with you, Jamie, and some are bigger than others. But I have learned something. I've learned that if I want you, I've got to change. All right, I know it's a little late for that. You two are together, and there's nothing I can do to change that. I'll never forget you, Jamie. These past few weeks have been very special to me. I hope you're both very happy. You're very lucky, Lisa. Never forget that.
Jamie: Are you ok?
Lisa: I'm fine.
Jamie: I'm sorry this got messed up.
Lisa: Hurricane Vicky strikes again.
Jamie: What do you mean?
Lisa: She said you loved her. Did you?
Jamie: Lisa, no. I've always loved you, and I want to marry you. Will you marry me?
Scott: Ah you're probably right. Vince would have a fit, wouldn't he?
Cheryl: That's a nice way of putting it.
Scott: I worry about you.
Cheryl: Scott, you have nothing to worry about.
Scott: What happened tonight means a lot to me.
Cheryl: Me, too. I'm always going to remember this.
Scott: I don't want it to be just a memory, though!
Cheryl: Oh, you are not getting off that easy. I will be calling you tomorrow.
Scott: Well, you better.
Cheryl: I just -- I have some thinking to do.
Scott: I do, too.
Cheryl: You still have to resolve some things about Dawn?
Scott: I've done that. Both of us have.
Cheryl: I promise to come visit.
Cheryl: I don't know. Soon.
Scott: Oh, Cheryl. Are you sure you're going to be ok about what happened tonight?
Cheryl: Contrary to popular belief, I'm not a little girl anymore, and I don't do anything I don't feel is right.
Cheryl: You got that?
Scott: Yes, I got it, I got it, I got it. I just want to be with you.
Cheryl: I'm going to miss you.
Zack: Why do you build all these walls all the time?
Ronnie: What walls?
Zack: Well, Jake, for instance. I mean, he came to you with a legitimate and a smart offer to market your talent, and you turned him down flat.
Ronnie: What's so strange about that? I don't know him from a hole in the wall.
Zack: True, but I don't think that's the point, not at all.
Ronnie: Oh, no? Look, why don't you explain my life to me, Zack?
Zack: Um -- look, I'm sorry for intruding into your private life, ok? I guess I'm just intrigued by you.
Ronnie: With me, or with Tiffany Simone?
Zack: Is there a difference between the two?
Ronnie: They're like night and day.
Zack: No pun intended, of course.
Ronnie: Look, why can't you just leave this alone?
Zack: Because, Ronnie -- Tiffany -- whatever your name is -- you blew me away tonight, and I'd really like to see you make it.
Ronnie: What's the difference? I mean, I do this for me. It's private. You know, before tonight, I had this terrific secret, you know, that gave me a lot of joy, and I really -- I really love doing it. And yes, it boosted my ego a notch or two. And then all of a sudden this whole town thinks I'm leading this mysterious double life, and I'm going to be fielding questions from now until Christmas from everybody I meet.
Zack: Look, you wouldn't perform if it didn't give you a rush. So why can't you let people who enjoy your talent tell you about it?
Ronnie: Zack, I'm trying to explain that. Look, one night a week I can get up on that stage and forget about my responsibilities. I don't have to think about any parts of reality for just one or two exciting minutes. Now, I don't have to think about phones ringing or bedpans or people losing their loved ones.
Zack: I can understand wanting to escape that. So why don't you?
Ronnie: Because then Iím just trading one set of responsibilities for another.
Zack: I don't follow you.
Ronnie: Look, if I became a serious singer, then Iíd have to deal with all the hassles and pressure that comes along with that career. You know, like where's my next gig, losing my voice, bombing. And truthfully, well, even with all the long hours and tired feet, I do get some pleasures out of nursing. I really do.
Zack: Like watching people get better.
Ronnie: And helping a baby get born, yeah.
Zack: And that's better than pulling off a record?
Ronnie: Forget it. Look, I don't expect you or anybody else to understand. Good night, Zack.
Zack: I knew all along that Tiffany Simone was Ronnie Lawrence.
Zack: I knew from the first moment I saw you in the Pelican club who you were. You didn't fool me for a bit.
Ronnie: Look, I'm getting out of here.
Zack: Look, um -- just wait a second, ok? Look, Ronnie, wait! Ronnie! Great, Zack. Real smooth.
Singer: I'm beginning to see the light
Jamie: Are you going to tell me, or do I have to die a slow death?
Lisa: No. I mean, no, you don't have to die a slow death.
Jamie: That means yes?
Lisa: Jamie, I love you more than I thought I would ever love anyone.
Jamie: But -- there's a "but" there, isn't there?
Jamie: No, you won't?
Lisa: No, there's no "but." I -- I want to marry you.
Jamie: You do?
Lisa: Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
Jamie: Well -- well, then that covers everything, then, doesn't it?
Lisa: Come here!
Jamie: I love you so much.
Lisa: I love you back!
Matt: Oh, I am really late now.
Josie: Hey, I hope I didn't ruin your plans.
Matt: No, no, no, no, you didn't. I stayed because I wanted to.
Josie: Did you drive here?
Josie: Oh, your new jeep.
Matt: Yeah, I got it for graduation.
Josie: That's great.
Waiter: Would you like another soda, Mr. Cory?
Matt: No, I'm fine. Thanks.
Josie: Wow, everyone knows your name. You're really respected.
Matt: No, it's the name they respect, not me. Mac Cory isn't my real dad. I sort of slid into the old prestige thing.
Josie: Were you adopted?
Matt: No. Are you?
Josie: Sometimes I think maybe I was. I'm just not meant for this farm life. Sometimes I wish that someone would come and whisk me away.
Matt: You really hate it here that much?
Josie: No, I guess not. My mom gets a little crazy sometimes, but I guess she's just being a mom.
Matt: I think parents just seem to forget what it was like to be our age, you know?
Josie: Yes. You ever get grounded, or do your parents take away your servant to punish you?
Matt: Very funny.
Josie: I just can't get over how many servants you have. I mean, Sam and Amanda don't seem very well-off. She's your sister, right?
Matt: Well, she hasn't taken a cent from my family. I mean, Sam wants to make it on his own. I think that's why I respect him so much.
Josie: But she could use her trust fund if she wanted to?
Matt: Yeah, she could, but she loves Sam and stands by what he believes, you know.
Josie: I like Sam, but I don't think I understand him.
Matt: Well, I'm about to get to the mill. Kevin is going to kill me.
Josie: Oh, ok. Have fun.
Matt: Yeah. I guess I'll just leave.
Josie: You know where to find me.
Matt: Yeah, all right.
Josie: And I know where to find you. There is life outside this farm. Thank you.
Jake: Been looking for you. That Tiffany lady --
Vicky: I need to be alone right now, Jake.
Jake: Why don't you let me drive you home?
Vicky: I'm fine.
Jake: Where have you been?
Vicky: Oh, wandering around the woods, stopping to stumble upon a little marriage proposal. Believe it?
Jake: What are you talking about?
Vicky: I ran right into Jamie asking Lisa to marry him. I've had better days.
Jake: Vicky, Iím sorry.
Vicky: I can't be hurt like this twice, Jake. I got to get out of here. Don't follow me.
Jake: Vicky, come and sit down.
Vicky: Jake, get away from me! I'm not a victim!
Jake: I know that. Vicky Ė
Rachel: I think Alexandraís going to love this.
Mac: She'll break it in 10 seconds.
Rachel: She will not. I'm awfully glad we're going home.
Mac: So am I. You know, I'm beginning to wonder if this was a deliberate runaround.
Rachel: Do you think we'll hear from Drew Marsten and whoever this man is he represents when we get home?
Mac: I'm sure we will.
Rachel: Oh, Mac, Iím just sick of this.
Mac: I think we'd better get used to it. I've got a feeling we're just beginning to find out what these people are really like.
Drew: What in the world are you trying to prove? Don't tell me to calm down! Look, these people are suspicious enough without you pulling a stupid stunt like this! What in the world makes you think they're going to listen to anything you have to say right now, hmm? I don't care. I don't care! We looked like damned fools! What makes you think I want to hear anything you have to say, hmm? What? Really? Oh. Really. You are incredible. Ah, don't worry about the Cory's. I'll handle them. Yeah. No, no, no, I feel much better now. Yeah. That is an excellent idea, chief. Just excellent.
Cheryl: I think we'd better go.
Scott: You think so, huh?
Scott: Well, what if I'm just not going to let go of you, hmm? What then?
Cheryl: I don't know.
Scott: You think we're going to get to the airport ok? We walk in like this? Hmm? Think they'll notice us?
Cheryl: I don't think so.
Cheryl: No matter what happens with us, I want you to know that I will always, always love you. I guess I always have.
Cheryl: I --
Cheryl: I think we'd better go. Quick.
Scott: I love you, too. Come on, let's go.
Vicky: You don't give up, do you, Jake?
Jake: Come here. Come here. Hold me. It's going to be ok.
Vicky: I loved him so much. Jake, I loved Jamie as much as I loved you.
Jake: I know, honey. It's going to be ok.
Vicky: You loved me, didn't you?
Jake: You know I did.
Vicky: Well, then why did you leave me? Why does everyone leave me? I got over you, Jake. But I am not going to go through two more years of feeling sorry for myself. I'm not going to act this way ever again. You'll see. Jake, everyone will see. I've cried my last cry.
Lisa: It's so beautiful.
Jamie: My father left me that ring. It has a long history in the Frame family.
Lisa: It's perfect. It's a little big, but it's perfect.
Jamie: I'm glad you like it.
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to call it a night. This is your last chance to dance. Good night. Happy holiday.
Jamie: Would the future Mrs. Frame care to dance?
Lisa: Oh, boy, that sounds weird.
Jamie: Yes, it does, doesn't it? Too soon for that. Would my fiancťe care to dance?
Lisa: She'd love to.
Singer: That keeps unraveling and then it ties us back together in the end in your eyes I can see my dream's reflections in your eyes I found the answers to my questions in your eyes I can see the reason why our love's alive in your eyes we're drifting safely back to shore and I think I've finally learned to love you more
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