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Another World Transcript Tuesday 6/22/04

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Cass: Well, he's just going to have to believe me! I can't prove that Nora the ghost has been speaking to me!

Nicole: Cass, I know how important this has become to you, but be reasonable. You need a plan.

Cass: Ok, ok, so you got any ideas?

Nicole: No. But you have to go easy with Nelson. He's a very old man.

Cass: I promised Nora that Iíd make sure that Nelson knew that she died that night 60 years ago trying to get to him. Her father's lies have tormented him for too long now.

Nicole: Well, what are you going to say? That his wife is floating around this house, waiting to talk to him?

Cass: He has to know. But how do I make him believe me?

Matt: Kev, man, what happened?

Josie: He's in bad shape, Matt.

Kevin: Leave me alone.

Matt: Why did you do this? What did you take?

Kevin: Pills -- the little black ones.

Matt: Oh, man, you're smarter than that!

Kevin: You don't know anything.

Josie: I smell alcohol, too, Matt.

Matt: Kevin, Kevin! Man, come on, wake up, wake up.

Josie: Matt.

Matt: Wake up, Kevin.

Chris: Mikey? Honey, honey, tell me where you are. Mikey? Mikey?

[Door closes]

Michael: Chris. What happened?

Chris: I don't know. I was hit.

Michael: Are you all right?

Chris: Yeah. I don't know where Mikey is.

Michael: Mikey? Mikey?

Nicole: What are you going to do?

Cass: The letter. I'll show him the letter that I found that Nora left for her father the night she died.

Nicole: You still have it?

Cass: Of course I still have it. It's around here somewhere. It's the only shred of concrete evidence that I do have.

Nicole: Are you sure this will work?

Cass: When he sees the letter in Noraís handwriting and when I tell him what she's told me, he'll understand.

Nicole: Oh, that poor man.

Cass: What? Do you believe me now?

Nicole: Well, it's such a tragic story.

Cass: Yes, it is.

Nicole: To think that that sweet old man has been in misery all these years, thinking that the woman he loved ran off without him.

Cass: Her father was a very cruel man to do this, wasn't he? Needless to say, he wasn't a big fan of Maxís. Nelson Maxwell. I mean, I can't believe it took me so long to put this thing together.

Nicole: I wonder how he'll react.

Cass: He's not going to be too thrilled, I'll tell you that much. Oh, man, when he finds out that she died trying to get to him -- he has to know. Bingo. Here it is.

Nicole: He must have waited for her all night.

Cass: Well, it's now or never.

Nicole: Cass!

Cass: What?

Nicole: Can I come with you?

Cass: I'd like that very much.

Nicole: All right. Then let's go. Let's go talk to Nelson.

Cass: Let's go.

Matt: Come on, let's get him moving. Come on, Kev.

Josie: Come on, Kevin, let's go for a walk.

Kevin: If Iíd known this is what turned you on, I would've tried it weeks ago.

Matt: What?

Kevin: This is the most attention she's paid to me all summer. This is cool, right?

Josie: No, Kevin, drugs aren't cool.

Kevin: Yeah, I'm not cool. Not like old Captain Cool himself. Guys like you have it so easy.

Matt: You don't have to be like me to have friends, Kevin. You know that.

Kevin: Why don't you switch places with me for five minutes? It'll change your mind.

Matt: Then how long have you been taking the pills?

Kevin: Forever. You thought you knew me, didn't you?

Matt: You're going to be all right. Let me just help you.

Kevin: I'm going to be just like my old man. That's why I take them.

Matt: Man, you don't need these!

Kevin: Yes, I do. They make me forget. When I take them, I'm a million miles away from here and I don't feel like such a loser.

Matt: Kevin.

Kevin: What, Matt? Come on, you know it's true. Hell, you had to try and find me a date because I can't handle it myself!

Matt: That's not true.

Kevin: Do you know I got a letter from my old man today? He said that I was no good, that Iíve never been anything but trouble to him since the day I was born.

Josie: He didn't say that.

Kevin: Oh, no? You having fun yet, Ms. Nightingale?

Matt: Kevin, your dad has problems! It's not you. He can't accept the fact that you're different from him, that you're going to do something with your life.

Kevin: No, I am just the same! Look, I got another bottle of scotch inside. I'm just going to go get it.

Matt: No, no, you're walking. Come on.

Kevin: Matt, don't be such a saint. Man, it's nauseating.

Matt: How much have you -- how much did you drink tonight?

Kevin: A fifth. But it wasn't enough. Like father, like --

Matt: Stop it!

Kevin: What's the matter, Matt, you can't deal with it?

Matt: Shut up and talk.

Kevin: Have I upset you? Huh?

Matt: Shut up and walk!

Kevin: You don't like me like this, do you?

Matt: No.

Kevin: Well, tough! Booze made my old man a maniac. Maybe next time I'm home, I'll give him a couple of these babies and we'll be just like father and son.

Matt: Man, you're talking like an idiot!

Kevin: I am an idiot! I'm just not as good as you! I'm not perfect like you! I'm sorry!

Matt: Come back here.

Josie: Matt, we've got to get him out of here.

Matt: Look, we're going to get you some help. We're going to see these problems through.

Kevin: I don't have a problem!

Matt: You have problems! Now, come on, we're going to get in my jeep!

Kevin: Oh, the jeep. Ha! What, was that one day of your old man's salary?

Matt: Kevin, I am not kidding. Would you come on?

Kevin: Are you threatening me, Matt?

Matt: Hey, I don't care how you take it.

Josie: Matt, watch out!

Chris: Thank you.

Michael: Mikey is fast asleep upstairs.

Chris: Oh, thank God.

Michael: Did you call the doctor, the police?

Chris: Yeah, yeah, they're on their way.

Michael: Good. Boy, whoever did this wasn't fooling around.

Chris: What do you think is missing?

Michael: I don't think -- I don't think robbery was the motive.

Chris: Oh, no, lord.

Michael: "Next time, it will be worse."

Chris: Oh, Michael. Who could have done this?

Michael: I have no idea, Chris. But I guarantee you this -- I'm going to have security here around the clock from now on.

Chris: Oh, Michael. You trusted me with Mikey.

Michael: Hey, hey, don't blame yourself, all right?

Chris: No, if anything could've happened to him --

Michael: Chris, come on, sit down.

Chris: I would never forgive myself.

Michael: Stay calm. Stay calm, all right? It's ok.

Chris: Oh, Michael, I'm so scared.

Michael: You'll be all right, don't worry. You'll be ok.

John: Sharlene --

Sharlene: What, John?

John: You want to tell me why it is you're wearing a trough in this fine linoleum floor?

Sharlene: Josie's late.

John: Oh.

Sharlene: Isn't that good enough?

John: Well, I suppose all mothers pace.

Sharlene: Well, it isn't like her. It's not like her. I mean, usually she's, you know -- well, who knows lately.

John: Well, where'd she go?

Sharlene: She's babysitting for Sam and Mandy.

John: Why don't you call?

Sharlene: Because she'd think I was checking up on her.

John: Hey, well, we wouldn't want that, would we?

Sharlene: She thinks I am overprotective, John.

John: Who, you?

Sharlene: John, stop teasing me, please?

John: I'm sorry. I just think that if you're worried about her, you ought to give her a call, that's all.

Sharlene: She'd have a fit if I called her.

John: All right, then donít.

Sharlene: But I want to.

John: Then call her.

Sharlene: Any other suggestions?

John: Call her, and if she answers the phone, hang up.

Sharlene: Well, now, that is a real grown-up reaction.

John: I'm sorry. She'll be home soon.

Sharlene: I'm going to call her.

John: That's a good idea. Wish Iíd thought of it.

Sharlene: I know that Iím going to regret this.

Sharlene: Hi, Amanda? It's Sharlene Watts. Fine, thank you. I was wondering if I could talk to Josie. She did? When was that? Oh, no, I'm sure you're right. Did she take the bus? Oh. No. No, no, no, that's all right. No, really, no, it's fine, thank you. Ok. Yeah, you, too. Night.

John: Well, what's the verdict?

Sharlene: She left.

John: Well, great. Then she'll be home any minute.

Sharlene: Well, I'm not so sure about that.

John: Why not?

Sharlene: She was watching the baby at the Coryís' while Sam and Amanda had their party, and then she left with Matthew in a big rush.

John: Well, Matt's got wheels. He'll drive her home.

Sharlene: John, I called Amanda at her apartment! She already finished up her party and had time to go home!

John: Well, maybe they went for a drive or something. You know how kids are. What, is that a problem?

Sharlene: You bet it's a problem. That girl is going to be the death of me.

John: Well, you know, if you don't relax, you just may be.

Sharlene: Josephine, what are you doing?

Matt: You want to fight? Put the knife away and Iíll fight you.

Kevin: No wonder why they call you Captain Cool.

Matt: Hey, Iíll take you on with one arm tied behind my back. You know that. Now, put the knife away.

Josie: Matt, don't!

Kevin: You're really pushing it, man!

Matt: Please, just put the knife down!

Kevin: Ok.

Matt: Man, what kind of crazy stunt is that? Are you nuts?

Josie: Don't yell at him. He doesn't know what he's doing.

Kevin: Oh, man, it's too hot. I got to take a swim.

Matt: Later.

Kevin: Don't patronize me, man.

Matt: I'm not patronizing you.

Kevin: Yes, you are.

Matt: Look, Kevin, I'm going to help you quit.

Kevin: Quit what?

Matt: The drugs, man, the alcohol.

Kevin: What, you think Iím an addict?

Matt: I don't know. Are you?

Kevin: No. Are you? I can quit whenever I want. I do drugs because I want to. I drink because I want to. And I can do whatever I want!

Matt: We are going to get some help now.

Kevin: Bye.

Matt: No, you're coming with us, man.

Kevin: Am I? What, you just slap me around now?

Matt: What are you talking about?

Kevin: You sound just like my old man. Just about now, he'd start slapping me around.

Matt: Man, Iím not going to do that.

Kevin: Well, what's the plan, Cool?

Matt: I said let's go. Now, come on.

Kevin: Get your hands off me!

Josie: We've got to get him out of here.

Kevin: What are you whispering? I can't believe you were whispering to him. You know how I feel about you. You're a little tramp, aren't you? Aren't you?

Matt: Just calm down, man.

Kevin: I'm calm. I'm -- Iím cool.

Matt: Hey, man. Kevin, man, come on.

Josie: Matt, he passed out again!

Matt: Come on, man! Just come on, man! Kevin! I don't know what to do. Kevin?

Josie: Keep his head up --

Matt: Kevin, will you come on, man?

Josie: Keep his head up and make sure he's breathing. I'll be right back.

Matt: Come on, wake up! Come on! Kevin, come on, man! Josie! Wake up, man. Come on.

Nelson: You see? This is the best time of day to garden. All the little critters on the earth are sleeping. You catch them by surprise.

Nicole: Cass, he's not listening to a word you're saying.

Cass: I know. Nelson? Nelson, I know this sounds bizarre.

Nelson: No, it don't.

Cass: It don't?

Nelson: No. I like the sound of metal on earth. It's comforting.

Nicole: Boy.

Cass: Please. I had a long talk with Nora.

Nelson: You're disturbing me, Mr. Winthorpe.

Cass: Please, just hear me out.

Nelson: Ms. Love?

Nicole: Yes?

Nelson: Don't you find this young man tiresome?

Cass: I know who you are.

Nelson: That's pleasant for you.

Cass: Nelson Maxwell.

Nelson: Pardon?

Cass: Your name is Nelson Maxwell. You're Noraís Max.

Nelson: I don't like gardening when others are around.

Cass: You hated the name Nelson, so you called yourself Max -- at least that's what Nora told me.

Nelson: My life's none of your business. I don't like you. I know your kind. You're a troublemaker.

Nicole: Nelson, please listen to him.

Nelson: What on earth for?

Nicole: Well, I didn't want to believe any of this myself, but Cass has some very important things to tell you. Now, I think you should give him a chance.

Nelson: I didn't think you were like him.

Nicole: Nelson, Cass has spoken to Nora several times.

Nelson: Really, Ms. Love. I thought you were more stable than this. I didn't think you believed in this supernatural hocus-pocus.

Nicole: Well, I don't know what's true and what isn't, but I believe in Cass. Now, are you Nelson Maxwell?

Nelson: Yeah.

Nicole: And you were married to Nora Diamond over 60 years ago?

Nelson: Yes.

Nicole: She loves you.

Nelson: Excuse me?

Nicole: She loves you very much, and she always has.

Nelson: You are as crazy as he is.

Nicole: How am I doing?

Cass: Great. Don't stop now.

Nicole: All right. Nora wanted Cass to tell you that she loves you.

Nelson: She left me.

Cass: No! Just listen, please.

Nelson: I waited for her that night.

Nicole: But she never came.

Nelson: We were going to go away together, leave her father and this house.

Nicole: And she didn't come.

Nelson: That's right. She ran off like a coward to India, never contacted me again. I've spent my entire life trying to fill the void that she left in my heart. I loved her more than any man has ever loved a woman, and she left me. I finally left the country after she betrayed me.

Nicole: Oh, no. No, she didn't betray you.

Nelson: She killed me that night. I couldn't be here anymore. I only came back two years ago. Now I'm too tired, too old to be angry. I just garden here outside her window, trying to think how I made her leave me.

Nicole: Nelson, she tried to reach you that night.

Nelson: You don't know what you're saying.

Nicole: No, please, please. Now bear with me. Her father had her locked in her room. He was trying to keep you two apart.

Nelson: He didn't know we were married.

Cass: She left him this letter that night 60 years ago that she went to -- she tried to go to meet you.

Nelson: Nora?

Cass: She heard her father's footsteps on the stairs.

Nelson: She always hated that sound.

Cass: And so she ran out onto that terrace to try to escape. But as she climbed over the railing, she slipped. Max, she fell to her death that night.

Nelson: No. No, she ran away to --

Cass: Please, listen to me. She fell right there. She was trying to get to you.

Nelson: No.

Cass: Her father found the letter and realized what she had planned. So he told everybody in town that she had gone off to India. No one knew that she had died.

Nelson: I waited all night at the train station. She never came.

Nicole: Nelson, do you understand what we're telling you?

Nelson: This is the only rose bush that won't bloom. All the others in the garden, they bloom. Except this one. That must be why.

Matt: You're going to be ok. Ok, come on. Where have you been?

Josie: I went to the jeep.

Matt: What?

Josie: There was a first-aid kit in the glove compartment. There should be some smelling salts in here somewhere. Here, give him some of this water. Put it on his forehead.

Matt: Come on, Kev, you're going to be all right. You're going to be all right. Come on.

Josie: Ok, come on. Come on, Kevin. Come on.

Matt: Come on. Yeah, he's conscious, he's conscious.

Josie: Come on, let's get him on his feet. Come on.

Matt: Come on.

Josie: We got to keep him moving.

Matt: Come on, get up, Kev. Look, Kevin, can you hear me? Come on, can you hear me? Kevin! Kevin?

Josie: Kevin, drink some of this. Come on, come on. That's good, that's good. Now we're going to get you to the jeep and go to the hospital.

Kevin: No.

Josie: Don't argue. Come on.

Kevin: My dad can't know. He'll kill me.

Matt: Hey, man, don't worry about that. We're going to get you sober first.

Kevin: Matt, I'm sorry.

Matt: Hey, man, don't worry.

Kevin: I wouldn't have hurt you, man.

Matt: Don't worry, I know, man! Let's go!

Kevin: Even if you are after my girl.

Matt: Man! I'm going to call Jamie as soon as I get you to the hospital. Nobody's going to know about this. I promise, man.

Kevin: All right.

Matt: Come on.

Kevin: I'm sorry.

Matt: Man --

Kevin: I promise you I'll never do it again.

Matt: Hey, man, not as long as Iím around. All right?

Kevin: Ok.

Matt: Come on, let's go, man.

Detective: So you never saw your attacker?

Chris: No. I was kneeling by the front door, picking up Mikey's blocks, then everything went black.

Detective: And you didn't hear anyone come in before that?

Chris: Well, of course not. You think I'd sit around waiting to be hit over the head?

Michael: Chris, calm down. Come on.

Chris: I'm sorry.

Detective: You should go to the hospital for an examination.

Chris: No, I'm really fine. I just have a headache.

Michael: Chris, that's what someone in shock would say. You should go.

Donna: I want to know how this could have happened. We have a door man downstairs. Didn't he see anyone?

Detective: Well, apparently not, but we'll question him some more.

Officer: Ma'am, I need to take your prints.

Chris: Why?

Detective: I'm sorry, but we're going to have to take everyone's. That way we'll rule all of yours out from any others that may be in here.

Chris: Is this really necessary?

Officer: It's standard procedure, ma'am.

Michael: Detective, we'll do everything we can to help.

Detective: Thank you. Do you think this has something to do with Mikey?

Donna: No.

Michael: No, I don't see how or why.

Detective: Are there any business problems of late? Didn't you say you were just in the Persian Gulf or something?

Michael: Well, yeah, but -- well, you don't think this has anything to do with that, do you? I mean, you don't think this could be the work of some terrorists or something?

Detective: Well, I may have to notify the F.B.I. We need to cover every possibility.

Bridget: Mr. Michael. Do you know who did this?

Michael: No, Bridget. That's what we're trying to figure out.

Chris: Oh, it's all my fault.

Bridget: No, it's my fault. I should never have gone out tonight.

Michael: Hey, would everyone stop blaming themselves here, please?

Detective: Do you work with Mac Cory?

Michael: I've been helping Mac Cory fend off a hostile takeover for the last few months.

Detective: Well, you know, there was some vandalism in his home a while back, and we're still not sure who's responsible for that.

Donna: Oh, great. Great. So are you saying that this is going to happen again and again because your department can't figure out who's done it?

Michael: Donna.

Chris: Oh. Detective, I went out to get the paper earlier.

Detective: Well, did you see someone?

Chris: No, I didn't see anyone, but what if I didn't shut the door completely? Then I did something to put Mikey in jeopardy.

Michael: Wait a minute, Chris, look; whoever came in here knew they could get in here somehow. They brought that note already made.

Detective: Yeah, well, whoever did this had a plan.

Donna: Chris, I -- I just thank God that you're all right and Mikey is, too.

Chris: Thank you. But I still feel responsible.

Michael: Well, if I have anything to say about it, this will not happen again. And at least we're all safe.

Detective: At least so far. This guy means business.

Matt: I can't believe he's Road warrior. I was mean to Road warrior. Everyone else was mean to him.

Josie: Well, he was acting like a total jerk. You didn't know it was him.

Matt: That was totally not Kevin. Kevin does not lie.

Josie: Drugs make people lie, Matt.

Matt: Did you hear what he was saying on the phone?

Josie: Yeah.

Matt: He was pretending to be some spoiled rich kid. I don't understand why anyone would do that.

Josie: I don't know. I guess if someone's that unhappy with their life, they might pretend to be someone else.

Matt: Yeah, well, I think it stinks.

Cass: Then you believe us?

Nelson: No. This is some fantastic story you've conjured up, and I don't know why you're doing this to me. Get out.

Cass: If you'd just read this, you'd see.

Nelson: No. Leave me in peace.

Nicole: Oh, Nelson let him finish. Let us finish, please. That night, after Nora died, her father felt such anguish and anger at you for having married her that he made up that whole story about her leaving the country.

Nelson: Please, let me go.

Cass: I finally put it together that Theresa, Noraís chambermaid, wasn't lying when she said Nora had been murdered.

Nelson: But you said --

Nicole: Well, she saw Nora fall. She looked up to the terrace and she saw Noraís father standing there. She thought that he'd pushed her.

Nelson: Theresa was a very impressionable young girl.

Cass: Exactly! So she was so distraught at having seen Nora fall to her death and thinking that it was her father that had pushed her that she did something very extreme. She joined a convent and swore a vow of silence. She -- she was the only other person who knew that Nora had died.

Nelson: It can't be true.

Nicole: Nora is not at rest, Nelson, because she knows that you think that she betrayed you.

Nelson: Please --

Cass: Just read this. Please?

Nelson: Oh.

Nelson: Nora?

Cass: I found it. It was hidden out on the terrace.

Nelson: Oh, dear lord.

Cass: Max?

Nelson: She died for me. And all these years, I thought that --

Cass: Max, please, come with us to her room?

Nelson: Oh, I couldn't.

Cass: I promised Nora that Iíd bring her Max to her. I can't disappoint her.

Nelson: Oh, my darling Nora.

Josie: Kevin? Kevin?

Kevin: Hey, I hear you. Just don't talk so loud.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: You know, you were pretty good with him back at the mill there.

Josie: Thanks.

Matt: How did you know all that stuff?

Josie: It was pretty basic stuff, Matt.

Matt: Yeah, I didn't think of any of it.

Josie: Well, you would have if you'd been alone.

Matt: Did you take a lifesaving course or something?

Josie: Yeah, back in L.A. I also worked on a crisis line as a volunteer.

Matt: Really?

Josie: Do I seem that helpless?

Matt: No, no, no, I was just surprised about it.

Josie: Yeah, I really liked it, but it got really depressing. A lot of kids don't make it.

Matt: Yeah, well, Kevinís going to make it. Right, Kev? Kev?

Josie: Kevin?

Kevin: Huh?

Matt: Is he awake?

Josie: Yeah. I think he's ok.

Matt: Can I ask you something?

Josie: Sure.

Matt: What Kevin was saying earlier about me -- do you think it was true?

Josie: What?

Matt: About me having it easy?

Josie: No. You're just rich, that's all.

Matt: That's not my fault, right?

Josie: No. I mean, I wish I was rich. I told you that before.

Matt: Yeah, I remember.

Josie: But just because you're rich doesn't mean you don't have the same problems I do -- I mean most of the time. You don't have to get up and feed the chickens at 5:00 A.M.

Matt: I don't believe that.

Josie: Well, it's true.

Matt: Jason makes you get up and feed the chickens every morning?

Josie: Yes. Can we change the subject, please?

Matt: Well, I think that's great.

Josie: Oh, really? Well, then you can come over and do it tomorrow.

Matt: Yeah, after 11:00 A.M., I'll be right over.

Josie: Uh-uh, doesn't work that way.

Matt: Actually, sometimes I wish I was born on a farm.

Josie: You're kidding.

Matt: No. I think I'd do good on a farm.

Josie: Well, it's not as fun as it looks.

Matt: Do you wear the straw hat and, you know, the jeans right here with --

Josie: Very funny!

[Kevin groans]

Josie: Kevin? Kevin, you ok?

Kevin: Yes.

Josie: You all right?

Matt: Hey, Josie?

Josie: Yeah?

Matt: I'm really glad you came with me tonight.

Josie: Well, I'm glad I could help.

Sharlene: Drink your iced tea.

John: I'm not thirsty.

Sharlene: I just made it. Drink it. Please?

John: Do you always do this when you're nervous?

Sharlene: Do what?

John: Since we've been waiting for Josie to come home -- which, I might add, she is bound to do at any moment now -- you have made two pitchers of iced tea, you've mutilated over a dozen lemons, and you've made two apple pies.

Sharlene: You're exaggerating. I don't make apple pies in July.

John: Relax, Sharlene. She'll be home soon.

Sharlene: How do you know that?

John: Because kids are always late. They've been late for thousands and thousands of years.

Sharlene: Yeah, but the thing is that Josie knows that I always wait up for her!

John: Ah. Well, in that case, you can rest assured that she is out there someplace formulating excuses as we speak.

Sharlene: I'm going to ground her for a month.

John: No, you're not.

Sharlene: You know, John, maybe I should call the police.

John: Will you please sit down?

Sharlene: I can't sit for long.

John: I noticed.

Sharlene: That girl is going to be the death of me.

John: Listen, I'm just going to put you on warning here that when she shows up, Iím out of here. I'm not going to stay in this room with all these unidentified flying objects hitting the wall.

Sharlene: I swear, the --

[Car approaches]

John: See?

Sharlene: Oh, thank God.

John: Your worries are over.

Sharlene: Oh, John. Chris? Hello.

John: Oh, you're too late for overtime hours, Macaleer. If you think Iím going to pay you, you're nuts.

Chris: Oh, John.

Nelson: I was never allowed in this room.

Cass: Well, Chester, the owner, maintains that very little had been changed here down through the years, so this is pretty much how it must have been when Nora lived here.

Nicole: Are you all right?

Nelson: This is Nora. You'd have loved her. There was something of her in you. You say you talked to her?

Cass: Yes, several times. At first, she thought I was you.

Nelson: I'm not the dapper young man I used to be.

Nicole: Cass looks the way you used to, doesn't he?

Nelson: Yeah. I wore a suit better, though.

Cass: I'm sure you did.

Nelson: If what you say is true, Noraís still young.

Cass: Yes. And very beautiful, just like the photograph in the locket.

Nelson: She won't want to talk to me.

Nicole: Aw, now why do you say that?

Nelson: Ms. Love, I'm not the Max of old. I'm just old.

Cass: It won't matter.

Nicole: No, she's been unsettled her whole life, just like you. Oh, she'll be thrilled to see you again.

Nelson: I can't believe how much I want that to be true.

Cass: It is true. She's always loved you.

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: What?

Nicole: We should leave him alone.

Cass: Ok. Max? We'll wait for you downstairs.

Nelson: That'll be fine. I won't be long.

Nicole: Oh, you take your time.

Cass: She'll be here, Max, I promise you.

Nelson: Nora? Is that you?

John: The doctor said there was no concussion?

Chris: Right.

John: Are you sure?

Chris: John, I'm fine. I just needed -- I needed to be with someone. I don't know that many people in town.

John: I'm glad you came over.

Chris: I didn't mean to chase off Sharlene. I mean, this is her house.

John: Believe me, it's all right. She's -- she's pacing up there now.

Chris: Oh, this is ridiculous. I'm still shaking.

John: You know, you shouldn't have driven all that way.

Chris: Right. I'm sorry I bothered you.

John: Whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Wait. Where are you going?

Chris: Home.

John: No, you're not going nowhere.

Chris: John, it's ok. It's getting late. I've got to go.

John: No, you're going to stay here with me tonight.

Chris: I am?

John: Yes.

Chris: That sounds like an order.

John: Yep.

Chris: Well, where do you propose I sleep?

John: In my bed.

Chris: Look, buddy, I got hit on the head, but Iím not delirious.

John: It's a great bed.

Chris: Please don't be thinking what I think you're thinking.

John: Calm down, Macaleer. There's a big, old armchair in my room. I'll take the armchair. You can have the bed.

Chris: Oh. Well, how long were you going to let me go on?

John: I was just going to play it by ear, you know.

Chris: Oh. Thank you, John.

John: Come on, woman. Let's put you to bed.

[Phone rings]

Sharlene: John? John, I'll get that.


Sharlene: Josie?

Josie: Mom, I --

Sharlene: Where are you?

Josie: Well, it's a long story.

Sharlene: Look, I called Amanda and she told me you left with her brother, so don't bother lying to me, honey.

Josie: I wasn't going to.

Sharlene: Where are you? You tell me now!

Josie: I'm at the hospital. Mom? Mom? Oh, she wouldn't.

Bridget: You know, there's a bobby at the front door.

Donna: I know, I know. I feel very good about that.

Bridget: Aye, yes. But, you know, isn't it terrible, I mean, a thing like this could happen?

Donna: Yes, it is, Bridget. You know, I think you need to get some rest tonight. Look, everything is going to be just fine, really. Oh, Michael, is everything all set?

Michael: Yeah, I'm going to have them stationed around the building. They'll be here any minute.

Donna: Oh, good.

Bridget: Well, can I make you both a cup of tea?

Michael: None for me, thanks.

Donna: Oh, no. No, thank you, Bridget. Really, I do think you need to get some rest.

Bridget: Oh. Well, I'll go up to bed, but I'm not going to sleep a wink. Good night.

Donna: Michael, I -- I can't help it, I am, I'm scared.

Michael: Don't worry. You'll be all right.

Donna: You really don't think this has anything to do with Mikey, do you?

Michael: Donna, I really don't know.

Donna: Well, I -- I've been doing some thinking about what Mary said -- about adopting him?

Michael: And?

Donna: I want to protect him, Michael. And I realize now that I really do love him.

Michael: Donna, that's wonderful. And I promise you, I will not let anything happen to you or Mikey, I swear.

[Knock on door]

Cass: Max?

Nicole: He's not here.

Cass: Nora?

Nicole: Cass, stop that.

Cass: What? Where could they be?

Nicole: Well, wouldn't we have seen him come downstairs?

Cass: I would think so.

Cass: Nicole?

Nicole: What is it?

Cass: He's down in the garden. He's sitting -- he's sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree.

Nicole: But how did he --

Cass: Come on.

Nicole: He's asleep.

Cass: Oh, Max.

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: He's gone.

Nicole: Oh, no.

Cass: Look at his face. He looks so peaceful.

Nicole: What do we do?

Cass: Did you find your Nora?

Nicole: Oh, Cass, we'd better tell Chester. They'll have to call his niece.

Cass: I can't believe it. This is the end.

Nicole: Come on. I don't believe it. Cass, look.

Cass: What is it?

Nicole: This is the spot where Nelson said that the roses wouldn't grow.

Cass: He found his Nora.

Nicole: Ok.

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