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Another World Transcript Tuesday 6/29/04
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Matt: Look, Dad, he wants to go straight.
Mitch: Where is he?
Matt: He's back at home now.
Mitch: He's cooling out, I hope.
Matt: Yeah. He'll be up and around in a little while. I was hoping he'd have his job back.
Mitch: Whenever he wants, he can have his job back.
Matt: Thank you.
Mitch: But the first time he comes in and he is out of it, he's gone. I will know.
Matt: No, he won't do that.
Mitch: I mean, I'm having him back because, number one, he was good at what he did, and he never came in out of it.
Matt: Well, he really needs this.
Mitch: Ok, but he's a user, Matthew. And if he's going to be your friend, there are just some things you need to know.
Matt: Well, he's got a lot of problems, Dad.
Mitch: Everybody's got a lot of problems.
Matt: You sound like you're not going to give him a break.
Mitch: I'm not going to give him a break.
Matt: Dad --
Mitch: No, he's not going to get a lot of second chances. I mean, if he wants to straighten up, if he wants to get himself together, then that's up to him.
Matt: He will.
Mitch: Have you seen this up close?
Mitch: You know, I mean, it's not a very pretty sight.
Matt: When I found him, he was so white, I didn't know if he was alive or dead.
Mitch: Well, I'm glad you were there. I'm proud of you.
Matt: Yeah. Thanks.
Mitch: You're a good son.
Matt: So, can I tell Kevin he's got his job?
Matt: He didn't ask me to come talk to you, but I -- I know he's thinking about it.
Mitch: That's all right. It's all right. I mean, it's good. You're being a good friend.
Matt: Yeah, well, he's a good friend, too. I could really talk to him.
Mitch: Anything else?
Matt: No. No.
Mitch: I mean, nothing else is on your mind? You know, you can talk to me.
Matt: No, no, no -- I'm great, I知 gat.
Mitch: I mean, you seem to be a bit distracted.
Matt: Why should I be distracted? I have everything I want, right?
[Knock on door]
Amanda: Hi. I couldn't find my keys.
Amanda: How's Alli?
Josie: I just put her down. She was up most of the afternoon.
Amanda: Oh, gosh.
Josie: She's just fine, really.
Amanda: Oh, no, that isn't it. I just wanted to hold her.
Josie: Amanda, your blouse is ripped.
Amanda: Yeah, yeah, I know. I know.
Josie: Well, what happened to you?
Amanda: Is Sam here?
Amanda: Did he call or anything?
Josie: No. Matt and I took Alli to the park, and there were no messages on the machine.
Amanda: I wonder what's keeping him? I wonder if he knows? Oh, God, what am I going to do?
Josie: Amanda, come on. Come over here and sit down. Come on. I'll get you something. Some water -- I'll get you some water.
Josie: Here you go. Sip this. I'll make you some toast or something.
Amanda: No, I don't want anything to eat.
Josie: Amanda, what happened to you?
Michael: Hey, Chris, come on in.
Chris: Ah, so --
Michael: That's ok. What's wrong?
Chris: She who hesitates is lost.
Michael: Chris, what -- what's going on? What's wrong?
Chris: Well, actually, I wanted to come by and see if I could take you out.
Michael: I beg your pardon?
Chris: Well, you said that Donna usually goes to dinner on Mondays with her sister, and, well, you were so kind to me the night of the break-in --
Michael: Chris, I wasn't kind. Come on, I mean, I did what anyone would do for someone who volunteered to baby-sit and they got whacked over the head because of it.
Chris: You know, you didn't have to. You could have been angry. I think Donna was a little.
Michael: Chris, look, you didn't do anything wrong, so there's nothing to make up for here, ok?
Chris: Well, not even dinner? I mean, if tonight's not good, how about another time?
Donna: Michael, honey, who is -- oh, Chris. Well, hello. What are you doing here?
Felicia: So, Matthew, how about I order you something to eat, honey?
Matt: Oh, no, thanks.
Mitch: She noticed, too.
Matt: Noticed what?
Mitch: Well, anytime that Felicia thinks that someone might not be feeling well, her solution is to see if she can get them to eat something.
Felicia: He's right about that.
Matt: I told you, I'm fine.
Felicia: You sure? I mean, you -- you look a little funny.
Matt: Oh, thanks a lot.
Mitch: You're sure it's not something other than what we talked about?
Matt: Well, there's this girl.
Mitch: Ah, see? There we go. I thought so.
Matt: But it's really stupid because I hardly even know her.
Mitch: But you like her?
Matt: It doesn't matter.
Felicia: Why? She goes with somebody else?
Matt: Worse. She's leaving town.
Mitch: So why aren't you with her tonight?
Matt: Because she -- never mind. You wouldn't understand.
Felicia: You can try us.
Matt: I'm 17 years old, and I feel like my life is over.
Felicia: It's not.
Matt: I can't believe I just said that.
Mitch: It's not that bad, but it's good that you express how you feel.
Matt: No, but, see, this girl I could really talk to.
Mitch: Mm-hmm. And this girl's name I--
Mitch: It's a nice name.
Matt: Look, that's not her real name. I -- never mind.
Mitch: Look, I don't guess it would do any good to say that, you know, there are other girls, and I'm sure you'll be able to talk to her and it'll probably even be better.
Matt: No, it wouldn't do any good.
Mitch: I thought so. Sorry.
Felicia: He's sorry.
Matt: Listen, do you mind if I split?
Mitch: No, no, not at all. But if you need me, will you give me a call?
Matt: Yeah. Thanks a lot. Uh, thanks for the other thing, too. I'm going to go.
Felicia: Ok. See you later?
Felicia: Bye. How do you suppose he could talk? A girl that he really hardly even knows? And who names a child Riviera? Mitch, what are you thinking about?
Mitch: Bridget O達rien.
Felicia: Who's Bridget O達rien?
Mitch: She dropped me for a basketball player when I was in junior high school.
Felicia: Ah, well, Bridget is an idiot.
Mitch: Still, after all these years, you know, it hurts.
Amanda: Thanks for waiting.
Josie: I didn't mind.
Amanda: Look, I know you put in a long day and everything, but can we figure out the money tomorrow?
Josie: Uh -- Amanda, I know this is none of my business, but do you want me to call Julie Ann or something?
Josie: To stay with you until Sam gets home.
Amanda: I'm fine.
Josie: Oh, sure. I mean, you come home crying and your shirt was ripped and you spend 30 minutes in the shower, and you're fine?
Amanda: I know what you're getting at, but it's not like I was raped or anything.
Josie: Well, thank goodness for that.
Amanda: I just had an appointment with somebody that I didn't know very well.
Josie: The one at 3:00?
Josie: You didn't get home until late.
Amanda: He -- he made a pass at me.
Josie: He ripped your clothes. I mean, that was some heck of a pass.
Amanda: Yeah, I was pretty scared.
Josie: I don't blame you.
Amanda: You know, I always thought that I could handle something like that. This guy --
Josie: Wait till Sam finds out. He'll kill the guy.
Amanda: I don't think I can tell him.
Josie: You have to tell him.
Amanda: I can稚. He works with the guy.
Josie: Oh, Amanda.
Amanda: Well, he doesn't have to work with him anymore.
Josie: I still think you should tell Sam about this.
Josie: Why not?
Amanda: Because I think you're right. I think he'd probably kill him.
Sam: Hi. Sorry I'm late. I brought a peace offering.
Amanda: Hi, honey.
Josie: Um -- I'd better get going. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Amanda, ok?
Amanda: Ok. Thanks, Josie.
Josie: I'll see you, Sam.
Sam: Bye, Josie. She looks different.
Amanda: Yeah, I gave her some makeup and some clothes.
Sam: Well, now, aren't you just little Miss fix-it?
Amanda: Yeah, that's me. So how was your day?
Sam: It was pretty productive. And, you know, I think you were right. I think things are going to work out for us, you know.
[Radio turns on]
Singer: If you really care I know the thing you did I know 'cause you make me feel that way
Matt: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
Josie: That's ok. I didn't expect to see you again today.
Matt: Yeah, I just felt like being by myself, so I thought I壇 come down here for a little while. You?
Matt: Yeah, it's been kind of a lousy day. I mean, after I left you and Alli.
Josie: Did something happen?
Matt: No, just a lousy day.
Josie: You said you wanted to be alone.
Matt: So did you.
Josie: What do we do?
Matt: Well, let's see -- we could be by ourselves together.
Josie: Well, I think that would be just fine. Coming in?
Matt: Well, why not?
Michael: Chris, this is my daughter Victoria.
Michael: And --
Jake: We met.
Michael: You know Jake.
Chris: Yeah, hi
Vicky: Nice to meet you.
Michael: This is Chris Macaleer.
Chris: I am so sorry. I didn't mean to barge in on a family dinner.
Donna: Well, Chris, did you think you were going to baby-sit for us tonight?
Vicky: You were the babysitter that was with Mikey?
Chris: Yes, and I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to him.
Vicky: I know, he gets right into your heart real quickly, doesn't he?
Chris: You, too? Oh, it took him about five seconds to get into mine.
Michael: Chris, look, we have a little -- well, we have a lot of extra Chinese food. Would you like to join us?
Chris: Oh, no, I am on my way.
Bridget: Oh, Mr. Michael, I'm so sorry, but something woke him up. Oh --
Donna: Oh, goodness, sweetheart.
Bridget: Oh, Victoria and Jake!
Vicky: We're back! Hi.
Bridget: Thank heaven!
Vicky: Look who's awake. Hello, sweetie.
Chris: Well, hi there, pal.
Mikey: Daddy --
Chris: Did something wake you up?
Donna: Probably the doorbell.
Bridget: Yes. Oh, about the Chinese food -- did you enjoy it? I wanted to make you a nice meal, but Mr. Michael said that you might go out tonight.
Michael: Well, I thought we were going to go out, Bridget, but the lady here -- she wouldn't have any of that.
Bridget: Oh, listen, why don't you go out for dessert or maybe a nightcap? I can baby-sit for Mikey.
Vicky: Oh, that's what you wear to baby-sit?
Donna: Really, that's not necessary, Chris. I don't want to leave him tonight.
Chris: I wouldn't let anything happen to him.
Donna: I said I didn't want to leave him.
Chris: Well, you can't let a little boy grow up in an apartment. Can you, pumpkin?
Donna: Chris, obviously, you are dressed so beautifully to go to someplace special, I certainly wouldn't want to keep you.
Bridget: Well, maybe I could baby-sit tonight.
Vicky: You know what? I could baby-sit. You want to go up to bed, sweetie?
Chris: I think it's a little early for that, Vicky, because --
Donna: I don't need any babysitters tonight. Thank you all very much.
Jake: Yeah, I think you got all the babysitters you can handle.
Michael: I think we have a few more than we can handle. Bridget, do we have a bottle of champagne chilling in the fridge?
Bridget: Oh, yes, of course we do, Mr. Michael.
Michael: Well, then I think you ought to pull it out and we should celebrate Victoria痴 return home. How about that?
Vicky: Oh, thank you.
Bridget: Celebration, coming right up.
Chris: Well, now I will be going.
Michael: No, no, no, no, no -- we're going to have a celebration, I think you should join us.
Chris: Oh, thank you, Michael. I'd like that very much.
Donna: Oh, yeah, I bet you would.
Sam: So, I don't think I'm going to have too much more problems with Drew Marsten.
Amanda: Why would you say that?
Sam: Just because of the way things went today.
Amanda: Did you talk to him?
Sam: Nope, didn't even see the guy.
Sam: Amanda, are you feeling ok? You're not even eating your pizza.
Amanda: I'm just really tired.
Sam: Well, is Josie helping you enough with the baby?
Amanda: Why would you ask that?
Sam: Well, because if she's messing around with makeup and not helping you with the baby --
Amanda: Oh, no, she's doing a great job.
Sam: All I'm saying is, you wouldn't have to talk to her. I'd do that for you.
Amanda: No, no, I don't know what I would do without her. That's not the reason that I知 -- that I'm tired.
Sam: Ok, then what's going on?
Amanda: A package came for you today by messenger.
Sam: I don't know how it got here. There's no name and no address.
Amanda: I don't know -- it came while Josie was here. Are you going to open it?
Sam: Yeah, sure.
Sam: Well, I'll be damned.
Amanda: What's that?
Sam: Well, it looks like I'm not going to have to punch in tomorrow.
Amanda: Your contract.
Amanda: Well, I wonder how that happened.
Sam: I don't know. I think I'm going to call Drew.
Sam: Amanda, I think I've got something on this guy.
Amanda: Just forget about him! You have your contract back. He can't do anything to you now.
Sam: What's going on? What happened?
Amanda: Nothing, I just don't want to talk about Drew Marsten. It's over. I don't ever even want to think about him again.
Josie: Oh! I'm freezing!
Matt: I think the air feels good.
Josie: Well, it's a good thing because I only brought one towel.
Matt: Oh, that's ok.
Josie: I like to come here a lot at night.
Matt: Oh, really?
Josie: Yeah. To swim and be by myself.
Matt: If you would rather I go, I can --
Josie: No, no, I'm glad you're here. It's the first time I've been back since --
Matt: Since we found Kevin.
Josie: Yeah. And I was feeling kind of creepy until you showed up.
Matt: Yeah, it's real peaceful here, you know?
Matt: I wonder if that's why he picked it.
Josie: I don't know.
Matt: Well, we don't have to talk about it.
Josie: Oh, no, it's ok. I'm just cold.
Matt: I got my jacket here. 100% cotton. There you go. That better?
Josie: Much better. So, how come you had a lousy day?
Matt: Oh, I talked to Kevin.
Josie: Oh. What did he -- how was he?
Matt: Strange. It's like I can't talk to him now, you know?
Josie: Oh. I'm sorry. Did you talk to Riviera about it?
Matt: Uh, yeah. I was going to.
Josie: What happened?
Matt: Well, she claims her mother got this job out of town and she's leaving tomorrow.
Josie: Well, don't you believe her?
Matt: I mean, it came awful -- awful suddenly, you know? I mean, we talked about everything, and she never once mentioned that her mom was going to get this job.
Josie: Well, what are you going to do?
Matt: Nothing. I mean, one way or another, Riviera wants no part of me. I guess I'll never know who she really was.
Josie: Do you know what I think?
Matt: What's that?
Josie: That this Riviera doesn't know what she's missing.
Michael: Well, since Chris seems to be taking her time putting Mikey down, I would like to salute my wonderful, wonderful family.
Vicky: Oh, mm-hmm.
Michael: And Victoria for coming home, and Jake for bringing her home.
Bridget: Hear, hear.
Vicky: Yeah, cheers.
Donna: Oh, Bridget, please join us.
Bridget: Oh, no, thank you very much. I -- I didn't come in for that. I just came to ask if there was anything more you wanted this evening.
Donna: No, everything's just fine.
Bridget: Yes, well, I値l say good night, then.
Michael: Good night.
Vicky: Excuse me.
Vicky: Excuse me.
Donna: Mmm -- wait.
Vicky: Uh, Bridget --
Bridget: Yes, my dear?
Vicky: Um -- I just wanted to make sure you weren't worried about me when I was gone.
Bridget: Well, I overheard Mr. Michael say that you had gone to Lassiter.
Vicky: Yeah. I stopped by your little house.
Bridget: Well, the new owners -- are they keeping it up?
Vicky: Oh, well, not as nicely as you did. There are no window boxes anymore.
Bridget: Well, I guess that's a lot of trouble, you know. All the watering and all the rest of it.
Vicky: Do you know that your pink geraniums were the only bright spot on that entire street?
Bridget: You always hated that house.
Vicky: Um, I don't think I'll ever go back.
Bridget: Yes, I understand.
Vicky: Bridget, wait. I just wanted to remind you that the only memories I have from Lassiter that are good and wonderful are with you and with Jake. I just want you to know how much I appreciate the love you gave me.
Bridget: Well, I -- I always felt like you were one of my own.
Vicky: Oh, I know. I was so lucky. And I'm still so lucky to have you in my life.
Bridget: Well, you remember what I used to always tell you.
Vicky: Um -- that I could always be whatever I wanted to be.
Bridget: That's right. And it's still true.
Vicky: Oh, no, not after all the stupid things I've done.
Bridget: No one -- no one is right all the time, my dear.
Vicky: Especially me.
Bridget: You have a very passionate heart.
Vicky: It gets me into trouble a lot of the time.
Bridget: Well, are you still thinking about Dr. Frame?
Vicky: I'm going to get over him. I mean, do you remember when I thought I was going to die when Jake wasn't in my life? But here I am, right?
Bridget: Oh, Victoria. You are a survivor, my dear. Good night.
Vicky: Oh -- good night, Bridget. A survivor, huh?
Mitch: I don't think we're going to make the movie.
Felicia: It's ok. You -- you had to talk to Matthew. Besides, you know, I kind of like that we're going public again.
Felicia: Did you see Maurice smiling when he took our order?
Felicia: That's because he's so happy that we're back together again. You know that I had two waiters, a bartender, and a wine steward all tell me I was blowing a good thing?
Mitch: I got a lecture from Amanda.
Felicia: You're kidding. What did she say to you?
Mitch: That Sam and I tended to blow things off instead of straightening things out.
Felicia: Do me a favor. Don't ever do that, ok?
Felicia: You know, with all these people telling me that I shouldn't let you go, it did remind me of one little thing. I love you a lot.
Mitch: Then we should make everybody happy all the time, right?
Mitch: Let's just start planning our wedding.
Felicia: You think -- you think it's ok to do that now?
Felicia: I've been waiting for you to say that. All right. I want it to be really, really wonderful.
Mitch: Mm-hmm. Like what kind of wonderful?
Felicia: Well, I did read just the other day about a couple who said their vows as they -- as they parachuted out of a -- out of a plane. What do you think?
Mitch: You name it, I'll do it.
Jake: It's no big deal.
Vicky: Yeah, it was a big deal.
Jake: Look, I -- I got you to leave a crummy, little town and come back to this incredible suite with your magnificently rich parents.
Vicky: And more than that, you made me feel like I belong here.
Jake: You do belong here.
Vicky: Now, why are you always there when I screw up, huh? Why is it?
Jake: I don't know.
Vicky: Thanks. Thanks.
Jake: I'll call you, alright?
Jake: All right.
Vicky: Thank you.
Jake: Thanks for the flower.
Chris: If I can use your phone, I'll just call a cab.
Michael: Come on, don't be silly. I'll be glad to drive you home.
Chris: Oh, I couldn't.
Donna: No, of course you could.
Chris: Well, welcome back, Vicky. And thank you very much for letting me join in the celebration.
Vicky: Hmm. Say hi to uncle John for me, will you?
Chris: Oh, sure. Sure I will. I think I left my purse in the foyer.
Michael: Ok, I'll be -- I値l be right there.
Michael: Don't wait up.
Chris: Oh, why? Are you afraid I値l be by the door with a rolling pin waiting for you?
Michael: Such fun.
Michael: You, I am glad to see.
Vicky: You, too.
Michael: Welcome home.
Michael: I'll see you later.
Vicky: The babysitter seems to have a crush on my dad.
Donna: Oh, boy, she's obvious, isn't she?
Vicky: Oh, man!
Donna: Well, I must say this, though. At least she has good taste.
Vicky: That's true, yeah.
Donna: Hey, listen, do you want some more tea or something else to eat, hmm?
Vicky: Hey, why are you pushing food on me?
Donna: Oh, I don't know, honey. I guess maybe you just look a little pale to me.
Vicky: Oh -- long day.
Vicky: Real long day.
Donna: Right. Listen, I think it would be a great idea if you stayed here tonight. Why don't I go get the room ready right now?
Vicky: Uh -- wait.
Vicky: You want to just stay here a few minutes with me?
Donna: Well, sure.
Vicky: I'd like to be with my mom.
Donna: You -- you don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that. And you don't have to worry. You always have a mom forever. I promise you that. Forever.
Amanda: Do you hear Alli?
Sam: Not a peep.
Amanda: I'm kind of too tired, ok?
Sam: So this is it, huh?
Sam: Well, I knew it would happen sometime. She's refusing me.
Amanda: I'll feel better in the morning.
Sam: That's ok. Don't even think about how I feel.
Amanda: You know that I love you, don't you?
Sam: Yes. I'm only kidding. Come on.
Amanda: But you know?
Sam: I know.
Sam: Hey, get some sleep, ok?
Sam: What? What's wrong?
Amanda: Nothing. Just go ahead back to sleep. I just want to hold the baby. I just have to hold her.
Drew: Hold on.
Drew: Thank you.
Drew: Oh. These are better than I was hoping for.
Drew: A picture is worth a thousand words, especially in a newspaper.
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