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Another World Transcript Monday 6/28/04

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Sam: Oh. Excuse me, do I know you?

Amanda: Your voice -- it does sound familiar.

Sam: Hmm, so does the small of your back.

Oh, I wish we could stay like this all day today.

Amanda: Me, too. I can't believe Alli actually went back to sleep.

Sam: Yeah. I can't believe I got to work. Yuck, I wish I hadn't said that. Things were going so well.

Amanda: Maybe it'll all work out.

Sam: I'm contractually obligated to the man who's trying to ruin your dad. I'm not so optimistic.

Amanda: You never know. Maybe something will happen out of the blue.

Sam: I doubt it.

Sam: I got to be at work at 9:00.

Amanda: Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine.

Sam: And why are you so optimistic?

Amanda: You said you have to be there at 9:00?

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: It's only 7:30 now.

Sam: Mm-hmm. So you think the kid will stay asleep?

Amanda: She'll stay asleep long enough.

Lisa: Too childish.

Lisa: "The bride-to-be was attired in something that made her look like the older sister of Margaret Thatcher."

Jamie: Hello!

Lisa: Hi! In here.

Jamie: Hi.

Lisa: I didn't expect to see you so early.

Jamie: Well, I've been up for a long time doing errands.

Lisa: Oh, being a fiancť has made you very organized.

Jamie: What are all those clothes for?

Lisa: I'm trying to find something to wear to our engagement party.

Jamie: Oh, being a fiancťe has made you crabby.

Lisa: No, it's not that. It's just all this other stuff.

Jamie: What other stuff?

Lisa: The decisions. I never used to worry about what to wear, but now Iím the bride-to-be, and I go to parties with your mother and Felicia, and if I don't pick the right dress, I won't be noticed, and Iím the guest of honor.

Jamie: Lisa, you're going to look just fine.

Lisa: Oh, I don't know all these decisions are very important now we're engaged.

Jamie: You picked me, didn't you?

Lisa: Well, that was the easy part. Now I have to worry about what silverware I want to look at for the next 40 years and what dress to wear because the society page will write about it.

Jamie: Yeah.

Lisa: Why are you holding your hand behind your back?

Jamie: Am I?

Lisa: Yes.

Jamie: I think you're going to have to make another decision.

Lisa: I canít.

Jamie: You're going to have to, and we'll make it together.

Lisa: Is it a big decision?

Jamie: About 3,000 square feet.

Lisa: What?

Jamie: That's why I was up so early. I've been looking at houses.

Jake: Hi. It's Jake. No, Donna, don't hang up. I think I know where Vicky is. Don't come, Donna, and don't send Michael. Because you don't understand this place. Just Vicky and I do. I'm already here. Look, I'm going to find her, and I'm going to talk her into coming back, all right? I hope.

Amanda: 3:00? Yeah, I guess I can make that.

Drew: Well, good.

Amanda: You will have Samís contract, right?

Drew: Absolutely.

Amanda: I still don't understand why we have to do it this way.

Drew: Well, I thought you'd like to have the contract so you can rip it up yourself.

Amanda: Ok, well, I guess I'll see you at 3:00.

Drew: I'll be waiting.

Amanda: Oh, Alli, should I tell your daddy what Iím doing? Hi.

Sam: Hi.

Amanda: How was your run?

Sam: I couldn't quite make five miles. I don't know if it's because of the humidity or if it's because of the workout we had this morning.

Amanda: Sam!

Sam: Come on, we're married. We can say that.

Amanda: I know. Can you talk to me for a minute?

Sam: Sure. Let me take a shower first, ok?

Amanda: I don't mind.

Sam: Oh, I do. Look, I'll take a shower, and I'll give you five minutes. Then I got to report to Attila the Hun.

Amanda: Sam!

Sam: What? I can handle it, ok? Actually, you know, maybe I should go to work like this. Then he'd have to let me out of my contract. So she's still asleep, huh?

Amanda: Yeah.

Sam: Hey, little baby. Little mom.

[Knock on door]

Amanda: Hi. Shh. The baby's still sleeping.

Mitch: Sorry.

Amanda: It's ok. And you don't have to whisper. I just thought Iíd make sure that you didn't have a marching band with you or anything.

Mitch: No. That's only after lunch.

Mitch: Babies are always so peaceful when they sleep.

Amanda: Sam's in the shower. You want a cup of coffee?

Mitch: Sure.

Amanda: Just black, right?

Mitch: Yeah.

Amanda: So, how's Felicia?

Mitch: She's fine.

Amanda: I -- I've been meaning to call, but I guess with the baby and everything Iíve just been kind of short on time.

Mitch: Well, that's all right. She understands that.

Amanda: You know, I'm sure she does. Good old understanding Felicia, I always call her.

Mitch: You do?

Amanda: Boy, I'm really bad at this. Sam and I have noticed the two of you fighting a lot.

Mitch: Oh, that.

Amanda: And I know that I'm hardly one to be giving advice, but I've known you for a long time, and I've never seen you happier than you are with Felicia.

Mitch: Yeah, well, that's true.

Amanda: So whatever it is between the two of you, I just hope you can solve it, because I really think you have something nice.

Mitch: Well, would you believe it if I told you that there is -- there's nothing to worry about?

Amanda: You and Sam both will not take help or advice from anybody.

Mitch: No, no, no, no, no, it's not that.

Amanda: But I care about you you're my brother-in-law.

Mitch: Well, I care about you, and Iím telling you that there's nothing to worry about.

Amanda: You know, you and Sam both have a way of walking away any time something gets you angry.

Mitch: Yeah. Yeah, I guess we do. I guess a lot of that has to do with the fact that growing up we were on our own a lot.

Amanda: But don't do that now, ok? Not to Felicia.

Mitch: Ok, I promise. Hey, brother.

Sam: Hi, Mitch.

Amanda: Hi. How long were you standing there?

Sam: Long enough to hear you lecturing my brother.

Mitch: Oh, that's all right. I don't mind. In fact, I need it every once in a while.

Amanda: I think he was about to tell me to mind my own business.

Sam: Amanda has this idea that she can change the world. I guess it's part of the reason I love her so much.

Lisa: This one looks reasonable.

Jamie: Oh, don't you know? That's what they call a Cape cod.

Lisa: Cape Cod? It's quaint. You like quaint.

Jamie: It's a realtor's term for a dump. The only thing worse is a fixer-upper, and that's a double-dump. But this one here, this is no dump. Beautiful, huh?

Lisa: Hmm, they want you to fall in love with the picture before you find out how much it costs.

Jamie: I take it you're not into looking for houses?

Lisa: Jamie, there's just so many other things we have to plan. I didn't think about a house.

Jamie: Oh, well, I didn't either until Mac happened to mention that it was a good investment and we could use the deductions, and when you think about it, that makes good sense.

Lisa: Yeah. Yeah, but then we have to fix its plumbing and mow its lawn and pay its taxes.

Jamie: Lisa, Lisa, I can afford to hire help. And besides, that will be our plumbing and our lawn and --

Lisa: And our taxes.

Jamie: You're paying the landlord's taxes right here.

Lisa: Well, I don't write the check to the I.R.S.

Jamie: Lisa, it makes good sense.

Lisa: Oh, yes, I suppose it's very sensible.

Jamie: Yes, yes, yes, very sensible.

Lisa: Oh, and, Jamie, I can't make decisions when you do that.

Jamie: You know, I was thinking about this house, and I had this wonderful fantasy of me coming home from the hospital and you in the doorway with a martini, wearing a little white apron, you know.

Lisa: That's not your fantasy. That's Ward Cleaver's fantasy.

Jamie: No, it isn't, because all you'll be wearing is a little white apron.

Lisa: Hey, you're impossible!

Jamie: Well, just think about it, just think about it. I mean, there's something about a house that is just so -- just so --

Lisa: What?

Jamie: Married.

Lisa: And that's what you want, huh?

Jamie: To be married to you, yes. That's exactly what I want. To be living with you in a house that we bought, yes, that's exactly what I want.

Lisa: Well, I suppose it would be good for entertaining.

Jamie: Yeah, I can bring my friends home from the hospital and say, "Iíd like you to meet my wife" and things like that.

Lisa: You could do that in an apartment.

Jamie: Well, here, just think about it, ok? I'm going to get some coffee.

Lisa: "I'd like you to meet my wife." Hmm.

Bridget: Well, so here you are, eh? Why aren't you playing with the other children? Victoria?

Vicky: Because they're a bunch of creeps and I hate them.

Bridget: Oh, Victoria.

Vicky: They are.

Bridget: But why, dear? Won't they play with you?

Vicky: I don't care.

Bridget: Victoria.

Vicky: So what if they all have moms and dads and I don't?

Bridget: Did they say that to you?

Vicky: I don't want to play their stupid games anyway.

Bridget: Oh. I'm so sorry, dear.

Vicky: I don't care. I don't care.

Vicky: I don't care.

Mitch: Hey. Come on. Hey!

Sam: All right, I'm out of here.

Amanda: You didn't even get a chance to talk to Mitch.

Mitch: Oh, that's ok. I'll drive you to work, and we'll talk in the car.

Sam: That's a great idea. You said you wanted to tell me something.

Amanda: It wasn't important.

Sam: Oh.

Amanda: You go ahead on with Mitch.

Sam: Ok. So you ready?

Mitch: Sure.

Sam: All right. Goodbye, Alli! Goodbye! Goodbye. All right, Iíll see you two ladies tonight, ok?

Amanda: Ok. Sam?

Sam: Hmm?

Amanda: I'm sure things will be much better by tonight.

Sam: You know something, don't you? What do you know?

Amanda: No! I'm just being an optimist. Give my love to Felicia, Mitch.

Mitch: I will.

Sam: Uh-huh. Bye.

Amanda: Bye.

Sam: Hi, Josie. How you doing?

Josie: Hi. How are you?

Mitch: Hi.

Sam: Take it easy. Have a nice day, ok?

Josie: Bye.

Amanda: Hi.

Josie: Hi. It's a beautiful day.

Amanda: Great. Maybe you can take Alli for a walk after her bath. I just have a couple of errands to run, and then I have an appointment at 3:00.

Josie: Sure. Is that why you're all dressed up?

Amanda: I'm not dressed up.

Josie: Oh, I mean, you look great. You always look great. That's a really pretty outfit.

Amanda: Thanks. My mom got this for me. I still don't have my old waistline back, though.

Josie: Oh, I bet Sam doesn't care.

Amanda: He doesn't seem to. You want to watch her for a second. I'll go run her bath water.

Josie: Did you have a lot of boyfriends before you met Sam?

Amanda: I don't know. I guess so. Something wrong?

Josie: No.

Amanda: You just seem a little sad.

Josie: I'm ok.

Amanda: What's wrong?

Josie: I guess it's just being new in town.

Amanda: You're lonely.

Josie: Sometimes, I think that Iím not going to have a date for the rest of my life, let alone a boyfriend.

Amanda: Josie, I'm sure that isn't true.

Josie: Everyone in this town thinks that the Frames are hicks.

Amanda: I've never heard that.

Josie: My mom always says that.

Amanda: Well, your mother is wrong. You're a very sweet girl, and you're very pretty. There's no reason why you should have any problems making friends. I don't believe I just said that. I sound exactly like my mother.

Josie: Not mine.

Amanda: Don't you know how pretty you are?

Josie: Me?

Amanda: Yes, you. You have great hair, and your skin is perfect. All you need is a little style.

Josie: Style costs money.

Amanda: Doesn't have to.

Josie: What are you doing?

Amanda: Oh, I'm just going to go run the bath water for Alli, and then Iím going to start on you.

Lisa: Did you mean what you said about wanting all that domestic tranquility?

Jamie: Sure did. Hmm, look at this one here. It's on two acres.

Lisa: We could have a garden.

Jamie: Yeah, and a swing set. I mean, I do want that, you and kids.

Lisa: Sounds wonderful.

Jamie: You're in a mood.

Lisa: Yes.

Jamie: You want to talk about it?

Lisa: Donna Hudson called here last night. She was looking for Vicky. She was very apologetic, but she wanted to know if you knew anything.

Jamie: Well, she did get a hold of me, and I told her that I didn't know anything. That's the truth.

Lisa: Mm-hmm.

Jamie: Is that what's wrong? You've been thinking about Vicky and me?

Lisa: It was a very painful time for me, Jamie.

Jamie: I know.

Lisa: I love you, and I want to marry you. I just can't help wondering if, I don't know, maybe you don't think of me as sort of the steady one, the one you're supposed to love.

Jamie: What brought this on?

Lisa: I guess it was Felicia.

Jamie: How?

Lisa: Well, we were talking about our engagement party.

Jamie: Talking about the engagement party put you in a mood?

Lisa: No, no. She was saying how happy you looked with me, and then she started talking about your ex-wife.

Jamie: Which one?

Lisa: Cecile.

Jamie: Cecile -- oh.

Lisa: She said she was very wild and unpredictable.

Jamie: Yeah, and a lot like Vicky.

Lisa: Well, I just got to thinking.

Jamie: Lisa, Cecile and Vicky were like temporary aberrations, ok? I made a lot of trouble for myself going after women like that, and you're not the woman I'm supposed to love. You're the woman that I do love, ok?

Lisa: Ok.

Jamie: Good. Now, Iíve made an appointment for us to meet the real estate agent at 10:00, so we better get moving.

Lisa: Today?

Jamie: Yes, well, we have to act fast if we want to find the suburban bungalow of our dreams before the wedding.

Lisa: Are you sure that you wouldn't rather have a high-rise penthouse or maybe an adobe hut?

Jamie: You don't want that, do you?

Lisa: No, I guess not.

Jamie: You're as practical as you are beautiful, which is why I love you. You feel better?

Lisa: Yeah, much.

Jamie: Good. Then let's go. Come on.

Girl: Got it.

Boy: Give me the ball.

Girl: Can I play?

Boy: I told you you're no good.

Girl: Oh, come on, Danny.

Danny: I said give me the ball!

Vicky: I guess there's still a lot of big jerks around here, huh? You know, it's not always going to be like this, ok?

Girl: I got to go.

Vicky: Hey, you're going to grow up, and all those big jerks are going to want to spend time with you. You know what you can tell them? You can tell them all to go drop dead.

Vicky: Jake.

Jake: Hi, Vicky.

Sam: Lock that.

Mitch: Nice office.

Sam: Shh. Yeah, the best for Mr. Marsten.

Mitch: Nice and quiet.

Sam: Yeah, well, he's not exactly operating here yet, Mitch.

Mitch: So why did you have to come in today?

Sam: I didn't. That's what I told Amanda. Look, I know this is a lousy time to come up with this, but if you want to bail out now, you can.

Mitch: I don't want to bail out, ok?

Sam: Mitch, you got a record. If we're caught --

Mitch: If we're caught, I'll tell them it was your idea. How about that?

Sam: It's a great time to joke. This guy Marsten's mean. Check this stuff out. Look.

Mitch: I'm here because I want to be here. I'm tired of him threatening Felicia.

Sam: Mitch, you're the one with the goods on him. How come he's not going after you?

Mitch: Because maybe he thinks that's the best way of getting to me. That's why Felicia and I faked a split-up, you know, maybe that he wouldn't think the two of us are still involved.

Sam: That's just like him, isn't it? Going after Felicia instead of you. He got me under contract to get at Mac.

Mitch: Maybe we can find something here that can just keep him away from the two of you.

Sam: Hey, Mitch?

Mitch: You know how to work that?

Sam: Yeah. They didn't just teach me how to push pencils at Cory. I was thinking, did you ever think you'd be risking your butt to save Mac Cory?

Mitch: No.

Sam: Me, either. Kind of funny the way that things turn out, isn't it?

Mitch: Stop with the philosophy around here, and let's see if we can find something and get out of here.

Sam: You got it.

Amanda: Hey, hey, hey. Hi. Do you have the dress on yet?

Josie: I do, and I love it.

Amanda: Well, come on out and let me see what it looks like. Hi! Hi!

Josie: How do I look?

Amanda: Oh, too good to be watching a baby all afternoon.

Josie: Oh, it's the least I could do. Amanda, are you sure you want to give me this dress?

Amanda: Oh, yeah. It's too young for me, now that Iím an old married lady with a baby. Huh?

Josie: Amanda, I looked in the mirror, and I saw a different person.

Amanda: You're a very pretty girl, Josie. You just need to bring out your prettiness a little bit more, that's all. Oh, I got to go.

Josie: Well, don't worry about Alli. We'll have a great day.

Amanda: Oh, I hope I will, too. I should just be gone a couple of hours.

[Knock on door]

Amanda: I hope this don't make me late.

Matt: Hey, sis.

Amanda: Hi. Sorry, Matthew. I can't talk. I got to go. Bye.

Matt: How's it going? Hmm. I thought I'd shoot the breeze with Amanda, but she see to have other plans.

Josie: Do you want a soda or something? I know you drove all the way over here.

Matt: Sure.

Josie: Good. Say hi to Alli. I'll get it.

Matt: Ok. Hi, Alli. Still not talking, huh, kid? You little thing.

Josie: Here you go.

Matt: Oh, thanks.

Josie: You're welcome.

Matt: You look different.

Josie: Oh, Amanda gave me one of her old dresses.

Matt: No, no, that's not it.

Josie: Well, I'm wearing some makeup, too.

Matt: You're smiling.

Josie: That's what's different?

Matt: Yeah. You look really pretty when you smile. You should do it more often.

Josie: Who knows? Maybe I'll have a reason to.

Vicky: Oh, so, Mikey was there. Is he all right?

Jake: Yeah, everybody's fine for now.

Vicky: Well, who did it? Who broke in? Why'd they do it?

Jake: The police are working on it, all right?

Vicky: Yeah. So how'd you find me here, Jake?

Jake: Well, it didn't take too heavy detective work.

Vicky: Why'd you bother?

Jake: I guess I just wanted to take a look at the old place for myself.

Vicky: Hmm. Still stinks, doesn't it?

Jake: Pretty much.

Vicky: Never had a chance in this crummy town.

Jake: So what?

Vicky: Oh, thank you, Jake. Your sympathy is overwhelming.

Jake: So you didn't fit in a tiny little hick town. What's the big deal?

Vicky: All I ever wanted was to be somebody.

Jake: And that's what they held against you, Vicky. It wasn't that you thought you were an orphan or you came from the wrong side of the tracks. Honey, these people bought into this town hook, line, and sinker. And whenever they looked at you, they knew that you wanted to get out.

Vicky: Not then. Then all I wanted was to fit in.

Jake: Maybe for a while. Hey, you feeling ok?

Vicky: Not great.

Jake: What's the matter?

Vicky: I don't know. I haven't been eating too regularly since I hit the road.

Jake: Vicky, you have to let this place go.

Vicky: Have you done that, Jake?

Jake: I think so.

Vicky: How'd you do it?

Jake: I just said goodbye. I closed the book on Lassiter, Pennsylvania.

Vicky: Yeah. Well, I don't know if I can do that. I still have some things to work out.

Jake: You can work out things in your future.

Vicky: What future?

Jake: You're just saying it like that because Jamie Frame broke things off.

Vicky: No, he didn't break things off. He dumped me, just like everyone else ever has in my life.

Jake: It's not going to always be that way, Vicky.

Vicky: Jake, why don't you just go back to Bay City, ok?

Jake: Vicky, there are a lot of people out there that love you. There are a lot of people that know what it's like to come from nothing. Your dad knows that. I know that.

Vicky: Jake, do you understand that I still feel like nothing?

Jake: Coming back here is not going to change that. You're just hurting yourself on purpose. That's what you want to do, isn't it, Vicky?

Vicky: Maybe.

Jake: Then you got to stop. It is time to say goodbye. Unless you don't have enough guts.

Drew: Well, you're very punctual.

Amanda: Thank you.

Drew: Come on in.

Amanda: I hope this won't take very long. I have my baby with the sitter.

Drew: Oh, that's right. Alli. Is that short for Alexandra?

Amanda: Yes.

Drew: How old is she?

Amanda: 6 weeks.

Drew: 6 weeks old. Well, you look great for a woman who has a 6-week-old child.

Amanda: Thank you. Do you have the contract?

Drew: Do I make you uncomfortable?

Amanda: No. I'm just trying to save your time and mine. I thought that you said you had a business meeting this afternoon.

Drew: Yeah, I did, but it got canceled. Apropos for the business world. I'm all alone.

Amanda: Well, then, why don't you just give me the contract and I'll be leaving and you can go back to doing whatever important thing it was that you were doing when I came here.

Drew: Well, it's right here in the middle drawer of the desk. Help yourself.

Amanda: Why don't you get it for me?

Drew: No. I want you to see that I don't have any secrets. My desk is an open book.

Amanda: Why are you doing this?

Drew: You want Samís contract? Take it.

Mitch: Anything?

Sam: Well, not unless you count an order for eight reams of letterhead.

Sam: Whoa, wait a second. I think I might have something here.

Officer: What the hell?

Sam: Ahem. Hello.

Officer: What are you doing in Mr. Marsten's office?

Mitch: We were just in the process of trying to --

Officer: You better go with me. He won't like this.

Sam: No. What he won't like is you disturbing me.

Mitch: That's right.

Sam: Look, I'm Sam Fowler. I'm Mr. Marsten's personal assistant. You can check the personnel roster if you care to, but I don't appreciate being treated as a second-story man.

Officer: And who is he? Your personal assistant?

Sam: Him? He's --

Mitch: No, no, I'm just a photographer here. We're in the process of trying to set up a layout for the opening of the office --

Sam: That's right. Look, we're looking for some proof sheets for Mr. Diffendaffer to start work on the layout.

Mitch: Yeah, if you like, Iím going to be around for a while. Maybe an eight-by-10 for the wife?

Sam: Look, either do something or don't, but I find it very difficult to concentrate with you standing there and staring, and Mr. Marsten pays me to concentrate.

Officer: Everybody's a big shot. Lock up when you leave.

Mitch: "Diffendaffer"?

Sam: My -- my third-grade history teacher. Oh, man, I couldn't exactly give him your name, now, could I?

Mitch: You certainly didn't hesitate to use the temperamental artist bit.

Sam: Yeah. Kind of comes natural, don't it?

Mitch: Find what we're looking for before he gets to Marsten.

Sam: You got a deal.

Josie: You can just put her over there. She can nap in the stroller. Thanks for going to the park with us.

Matt: Hey, it was fun.

Josie: Yeah, it was.

Matt: Yeah. I better get going now.

Josie: Have you talked to Kevin?

Matt: Yeah, this morning. He sounds kind of shaky, but he's ok.

Josie: I had no idea he was doing one of those drugs.

Matt: Me, neither. I'm his best friend, and I didn't even realize what was going on.

Josie: That's ok. You were there when it mattered.

Matt: So were you.

Josie: Oh, well --

Matt: No, no, I really appreciate it. Most people wouldn't do that. They'd bail out when somebody's like that. He could have died.

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

Matt: You know, the thing that gets me, though, is the people on the party phone. We're supposed to be there to help each other out, and they didn't even do anything.

Josie: Maybe they didn't understand.

Matt: Riviera did.

Josie: Who?

Matt: Riviera -- this girl I know on the party phone. She is the reason why I call in.

Josie: Oh, really?

Matt: She's the only one who really understands what it's like to be me.

Josie: Because she's rich?

Matt: No, no, it's not only that. It's she's been places, she's done things, she knows that there's a world outside of Bay City.

Josie: You sound so serious.

Matt: Yeah, Captain Cool isn't supposed to be serious.

Josie: But this Riviera, she understands?

Matt: No, I thought she did, but then when she didn't show up to help Kevin --

Josie: Well, maybe she got scared.

Matt: Or maybe she didn't care.

Josie: No.

Matt: No, she keeps saying that she wants to meet me, and then she backs off. Now, I just don't know what to do.

Josie: Did you ever think it was because maybe she likes you?

Matt: That doesn't make any sense.

Josie: No, I mean -- well, you know, on the party phone, you can be whatever you want, right?

Matt: Yeah, I guess so.

Josie: And I know you would never pretend to be something you weren't, but -- well, maybe this Riviera isn't what she says she is. I mean, maybe she's not rich at all.

Matt: No -- no. She wouldn't do that.

Josie: Why not?

Matt: Because she's not a liar.

Josie: It's not exactly lying.

Matt: Yes, it is lying. What do you call it? She wouldn't lie like that. I know her.

Vicky: See that little girl? Just like me. Nobody cares about her.

Danny: Hey, Becky. Want to walk home together?

Becky: Ok.

Danny: Next time you can play.

Jake: I guess he does.

Vicky: Remember the first time you rescued me?

Jake: Of course I do.

Vicky: I was 13, and that big guy was trying to hit on me.

Jake: Charlie Glass.

Vicky: Yeah, and I couldn't get rid of him, so I kneed him.

Jake: I remember.

Vicky: I thought he was going to beat the tar out of me.

Jake: If he could stand up.

Vicky: And then you came along.

Jake: And he beat the tar out of me.

Vicky: You were the best thing that ever happened to me in this town.

Jake: You were good for me, too.

Vicky: Yeah?

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: You never put it like that before.

Jake: If I hadn't met you, I would have probably ended up working in the strip mines like my father.

Vicky: Instead of marrying my sister.

Jake: Well, things could have been worse.

Vicky: I don't know how.

Jake: You could have married Charlie Glass.

Vicky: I would not.

Jake: I doubt seriously he married anybody. He's probably still singing soprano somewhere. Vicky?

Vicky: Yeah.

Jake: We don't belong here. I don't know whether that's bad or good, but we donít.

Vicky: I guess not.

Jake: Come on, honey, let's go home.

Matt: Josie?

Josie: Shh. You'll wake the baby up.

Matt: Listen, I'm sorry I jumped on you about Riviera earlier.

Josie: Don't worry about it. It was none of my business.

Matt: I know I shouldn't build up this fantasy girl in my head.

Josie: It's ok. I shouldn't have said anything.

Matt: Does Amanda make you do all that work besides taking care of Alli?

Josie: No, but I figure she's sleeping and Amandaís still paying me, so -- well, I really love this job.

Matt: Yeah. Can you believe I've never had a job in my life?

Josie: Why work if you don't have to?

Matt: Yeah. Hey, do you need some help there? I could --

Josie: Nope. I'm all done.

Matt: Uh -- Josie?

Josie: Yeah?

Matt: This was fun here today. I had a good time.

Josie: I had a good time, too.

Matt: I'm sorry I've been so hard on you lately.

Josie: And I'm sorry that Iíve had a chip on my shoulder.

Matt: Great, we're both sorry.

Josie: Right. Does that mean that we're friends?

Matt: Sure, yeah. I -- I should get going now.

Josie: Do you have to go?

Matt: Yeah. I told my grandmother I'd change the oil in her car, and I have to make a phone call.

Josie: Riviera?

Matt: Yeah. I just like talking to her, you know?

Josie: Well, if you have to go --

Matt: Yeah. You know, you really do look pretty when you smile.

Josie: Thanks. I'll see you.

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: Bye.

Amanda: It's not here.

Drew: Oh, you know what? It must be in the side drawer here. You smell good. Is that perfume?

Amanda: It's baby powder.

Drew: Whatever. You still smell nice.

Amanda: It's not here either.

Drew: Really? I could have sworn I put it in there.

Amanda: Are you playing some kind of a game with me?

Drew: Oh, you got a lot of nerve.

Amanda: Just give me the contract.

Drew: I like that spirit, challenge in a woman.

Amanda: Why are you talking like this? I came here to get the contract, and then I am going home.

Drew: Back to your safe little married world?

Amanda: That's right.

Drew: Sorry. I made a mistake.

Amanda: What kind of a mistake?

Drew: I just remembered where I put Samís contract.

Amanda: Good.

Drew: On the night stand next to my bed.

Amanda: Oh, come on.

Drew: You want it or don't you?

Matt: You mean she hasn't called in at all?

Man: Nobody's heard from her, man.

Matt: I can't believe this. She used to call in every day and --

Josie: Hi, everybody. It's Riviera.

Matt: Riviera, I've been calling all week.

Josie: Sorry.

Matt: No. I've got to get together with you. I need to talk to you.

Man: See, that's not allowed.

Matt: Would you stay out of this, please?

Josie: How is Road warrior?

Matt: He's going to be ok. Now, I need to get together with you.

Josie: I canít.

Matt: I don't care about the party phone rules.

Josie: It has nothing to do with the party phone.

Matt: Well, then, what is it? Is it a guy?

Josie: Sort of.

Matt: You never told me you had a boyfriend.

Josie: Well --

Matt: Wait, I don't care. I want to meet you anyway.

Josie: No. My mother just took a job in Europe, and we're moving away this weekend, and we're never coming back.

Matt: You're kidding, right? I mean, this is a joke.

Josie: No. I found out the same time we found out about Road warrior, and I didn't know how to tell you.

Matt: Well, if you're leaving tomorrow, can I see you tonight?

Josie: What good would that do?

Matt: I just want to meet you.

Josie: Goodbye, captain cool.

Matt: Wait a minute -- Riviera --

Josie: Take care.

[Josie hangs up]

Matt: Wait --

Man: Face it, man. She's gone.

[Jamie laughs]

Lisa: I still can't believe it.

Jamie: Why not?

Lisa: Jamie, nobody buys a house the first day they look.

Jamie: Oh, but nobody has my shrewd economic policy of buying high and selling low.

Lisa: And it's so expensive.

Jamie: It's a great house!

Lisa: I know. Oh, I love having a fireplace in the bedroom.

Jamie: And a two-car garage?

Lisa: And a bay window.

Jamie: Ana full basement -- oh.

Lisa: It's a great house!

Jamie: Do you feel better?

Lisa: Yes. You were right.

Jamie: I'm always right.

Lisa: Jamie?

Jamie: Yes.

Lisa: How are you going to get the down payment together?

Jamie: Forget about the down payment.

Lisa: Ok.

Jamie: Ok. Good.

Lisa: Did you ever buy a house with Cecile?

Jamie: Forget about Cecile!

Lisa: What do you want to do?

Jamie: I want to celebrate!

Lisa: We don't have any champagne.

Jamie: There's a lot of other ways to celebrate, Ms. Grady. Or am I being insensitive? Are you still upset?

Lisa: I love you, and I love our new house, and I'm so happy.

Jamie: Well, Grady, you ain't seen nothing yet.

Mitch: Come on, Sam, let's get a move on. There's a cleaning crew down the hall.

Sam: Look, I can't get into the program to tell me what's on this disk.

Mitch: Why not?

Sam: Because I don't know the password. If I knew the password, I could get in. Damn it!

Mitch: What if you know the password?

Sam: Ok, if I know the password, I type it into the computer, but I don't know what the pass-- what are you doing?

Mitch: Typing in "get Cory."

Sam: Ok.

[Computer beeps]

Sam: I don't believe it.

Mitch: Marsten's devious, but he's not subtle.

Sam: All right, give me a piece of paper and pen, would you? Come on, come on, come on, come on. Shh. Oh, but I think we might have what it takes to get that guy Marsten. Let's see.

Amanda: Let me go!

Drew: As the man said, we had this day from the beginning.

Amanda: Oh! Oh!

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