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Another World Transcript Wednesday 7/7/04

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Matt: Josie, Kevin. Kevin, come on, man. Come on, get up. Get up.

Kevin: Help me.

Matt: Get up!

Kevin: Ow.

Matt: All right, take it easy.

Kevin: What happened?

Matt: Let's climb out. I got to get Josie. Josie. Josie. Just take it easy. Ok, come on. Come on. Ok, Josie, you all right? Josie? Josie? Come on, please be ok, Josie, please! Josie.

Josie: I take it we missed the exit.

Sam: I think she'll sleep through the night.

Amanda: Oh, yeah. She's had a big day.

Sam: Yeah. She was good today, too, wasn't she?

Amanda: Aunt Liz says that she's never seen a more perfect baby.

Sam: Mm-hmm. And I'm going to have to rent a trailer to get all that stuff home. Oh, no.

Amanda and Sam: More boxes.

Sam: Oh!

[Knock on door]

Sam: What, what? Ok.

Vicky: Hey, guys!

Amanda: Hi.

Vicky: I thought I heard you come home.

Sam: Hey, how you doing?

Vicky: Oh, I'm not going to wake up --

Sam: No, no.

Amanda: No, no, she's used to people talking by now.

Vicky: Hello, Alli.

Sam: Vicky, get you some tea or something?

Vicky: Oh, no, actually, I came by to see if your phone is working.

Amanda: Isn't yours?

Vicky: No, something in the storm must have cut it off. I don't know, it's dead.

Sam: Ok, well, I'll go check.

Vicky: Thanks. Hello, precious. Wonder what she's dreaming about.

Amanda: I don't know.

Vicky: She's probably dreaming about little, yellow, fuzzy ducks and woolly, soft sheep. All the things that don't hurt.

Amanda: Vicky, um, I know that whenever my father asked to take our picture today, he wasn't thinking.

Vicky: Oh, no, no, it's ok. I've got to get used to seeing Jamie and Lisa together.

Amanda: I know that you're going to find somebody else.

Sam: Vicky, our phone works. It must be your phone.

Vicky: Oh, terrific. Do you mind if I use it?

Sam: No, go ahead.

Vicky: Thanks. I've got an important call to make.

Drew: You really don't think I destroyed the negatives, do you, Mac?

Mac: I really don't care.

Drew: Well, maybe the newspapers will. Oh, by the way, did they show up at that little bash today?

Mac: You sent them?

Drew: Didn't take much persuading. Anything a Cory does is interesting, to them and their readers.

Mac: You wouldn't.

Drew: Oh, yes, I would. "Mac Coryís only daughter, a married woman, involved in a torrid love affair with her father's worst enemy"? That would make copy for days.

Mac: But it's a lie!

Drew: It's a small technicality. Little people, they like to believe the worst about a rich girl who has everything.

Mac: I'll fight you anyway. You will not do this.

Drew: Mac, is it worth it?

Mac: You're saying that if I stop fighting the takeover, you won't do anything with these?

Drew: That's about the size of it, yes. I get Cory Publishing -- at an inflated rate, I might add -- and you get the peace of mind that your granddaughter will grow up and never have to read about this nasty mess her mother's involved in.

Mac: What a despicable human being you are.

Drew: Yes. I know. But you're in the trap, Mac. Shall we talk? 

Amanda: Finish your phone call?

Vicky: Yes, thank you. I'm going to leave you two alone now.

Sam: No, Vicky, it's ok. Come on, have a sit.

Vicky: Ok. I thought parents who had little kids went to bed early every night so they could get up in the morning.

Sam: No, not me.

Amanda: No, tomorrow is my morning to get up.

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Vicky: What, you alternate mornings?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: See, that way, each of us has a little bit of time to ourselves every other morning. He goes running, I sleep.

Vicky: That's what I would do. So it doesn't seem like Alli has messed up your lives at all.

Sam: No, not really.

Amanda: No. I was kind of afraid that she might.

Sam: Yeah, well, she wasn't exactly planned, but --

Vicky: Yeah, babies have a way of coming unexpected.

Amanda: Don't get us wrong. I don't mean that we're not tired all the time.

Sam: Yeah. I think the hardest thing about it was realizing that you're responsible for the care of another person.

Amanda: Yeah, but I realized today at the christening that I can't even imagine not having her. To think that there was actually a time when I considered not having her.

Sam: Amanda, Amanda, come on. That was a hard time for both of us.

Vicky: Well, it doesn't come between you, does she?

Amanda: Oh, no. But then again, you are talking to me on the day of her christening.

Sam: Yeah. Actually, after today, I feel like having six more. Ok, well, I guess I'm happy with the family that I have.

Amanda: Good. So am I. Really, Alli has just brought us closer together.


Lisa: I hate thunderstorms.

Jamie: I know you do. I like them.

Lisa: They're loud and scary and wet.

Jamie: Oh, I don't like being in them. I like them when they're outside and I'm inside, next to a nice fire with the person that I love.

Lisa: Don't you think it's a little hot outside to have a fire?

Jamie: And getting hotter by the minute.

Lisa: When we have our new house, we can sit on the porch and watch the thunderstorm. I bet I won't be scared then.

Jamie: Mm-hmm.

Lisa: Honeymoon's over.

Jamie: What are you talking about?

Lisa: I saw you check your watch.

Jamie: That had nothing to do with you. I was just feeling a little guilty, that's all.

Lisa: Why?

Jamie: Well, I sent Matthew to take Kevin to Madison in all this rain, and --

Lisa: Well --

Jamie: But, you know --

Lisa: Matthew told you that he wouldn't go with you.

Jamie: Yeah, that's what he said. I was afraid that Kevin might try to score again if we didn't get him into some kind of treatment today.

Lisa: Poor kid.

Jamie: Yeah, I know. His problem is much worse than we thought.

Lisa: Well, Matthewís a good driver, isn't he?

Jamie: Yeah.

Lisa: So don't worry.

Jamie: Well, ok. But I can only think of one thing that might take my mind off of worrying.

[Knock on door]

Jamie: Did you hear that?

Lisa: Must have been a tree branch.

Jamie: Yeah.


Jamie: Someone's out there. I don't believe this.

Lisa: Only an idiot would be outside in this storm.

Jamie: An idiot? Our realtor.

Lisa: You're kidding!

Jamie: Mrs. Glick.

Mrs. Glick: Oh, children, I'm glad I found you at home.

Jamie: Where else would we be?

Mrs. Glick: I have to talk to both of you this minute. It could change your whole life!


Josie: Matthew! I can't believe you just did that!

Matt: Well, we had to get in, didn't we?

Josie: Is your shoulder all right?

Kevin: Just shut the door, all right? I'm freezing!

Matt: Did you bring the flashlight from the jeep?

Josie: Yeah, here. Kevin, I got a blanket if --

Kevin: Shut the door!

Matt: Hey, Kevin, nobody likes this, all right?

Kevin: Yeah, well, at least you two aren't on your way to the funny farm.

Matt: Let's just look around for a light or some candles or something.

Kevin: What, you think somebody's still paying the electric bill on a dump like this?

Josie: Come on, Kev, give it a chance. I found a lantern. It's got some oil in it, matt.

Matt: All right! I knew our luck would change.

Kevin: Yeah.

Matt: Hey, at least we're all inside and we're safe.

Josie: Right. We've got something to be thankful for, right, Kev?

Kevin: Right.

Matt: There we go. Kev, what's the matter?

Kevin: Nothing. I'm fine. Just leave me alone, all right?

Jamie: Mrs. Glick, it's very late.

Mrs. Glick: Oh, I don't mind at all. I just couldn't live with myself if you two lost the house of your dreams.

Lisa: I thought it was all set.

Jamie: We're closing next week.

Lisa: Didn't the owners call from Florida?

Mrs. Glick: Oh, they did more than call. Leonard? Hazel?

Lisa: They're here?

Jamie: Something's up.

Lisa: Jamie, I don't want to pressure you, but if we lose this house, my life will be ruined.

Jamie: Thank you.

Lisa: Hmm.

Mrs. Glick: Leonard and Hazel Thompson, this is Dr. Jamie Frame, Ms. Lisa Grady. They're the lovely young couple who made the lovely offer on your house!

Jamie: Hi.

Hazel: If you'll tell me where the bathroom is, we can hang up these things.

Lisa: Oh, just throw them anywhere. That's ok.

Leonard: Oh, they'll drip. Your floors will be ruined.

Hazel: You don't intend to treat our house that way, I hope?

Mrs. Glick: No, no, of course not! Why don't you just give me your things and I'll hang them up while you get acquainted with Jamie and Lisa.

[Jamie chuckles]

Jamie: Well, won't you come in and sit down?

Lisa: Yes, please do.

Hazel: How come you have the lights turned off? There's a storm outside.

Leonard: There's a fire in the fireplace in the middle of summer? Hmm.

Jamie: I don't think it's going very well.

Lisa: Don't give up yet.

Matt: What's the matter with him?

Josie: I'm not sure. But remember that health line I worked on?

Matt: Yeah?

Josie: Well, I think that they said that withdrawal symptoms were tremor and cramps --

Matt: Withdrawal?

Josie: I mean, he could go into convulsions.

Matt: Oh, no.

Josie: Listen, if you find anything sharp around here, hide it.

Matt: Wait a minute, you don't think --

Josie: If he goes into a convulsion, he could hurt himself.

Kevin: Would you two shut up? Can't you see that Iím sick?

Matt: Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Kevin: Get out of my way!

Matt: You're not going anywhere! Just stay back, Josie.

Kevin: Yeah, keep away from the dope fiend.

Matt: You're just staying right here, all right?

Kevin: Who says?

Matt: Hey!

Josie: Kevin!

Matt: It's just you and me, ok, buddy?

Kevin: It -- it hurts!

Matt: Man, you all right?

Kevin: I'm scared.

Matt: It's ok. It's ok. It's ok.

Drew: Why don't you have a seat, Mac? Suit yourself. It's going to take me a little while to timetable this whole affair -- excuse the pun.

Mac: We're not going to timetable anything.

Drew: You going to play hardball with me, Mac?

Mac: I want to know how you staged these shots with you and Amanda. I want to know how you made her do this.

Drew: What makes you think I staged anything?

Mac: Now, you listen to me! I'm going to the police and I'm going to have you charged with assault and extortion and anything else I can get to stick! That's Amandaís. How did you get that?

Drew: Want to read about it in the newspaper, Mac?

Mac: A thief as well as a blackmailer!

Drew: Yeah, well, I got some other fun stuff, too! How about this -- "Dear Drew." Amanda's got beautiful handwriting -- simple, but beautiful.

Mac: I'll get it exposed as a forgery!

Drew: Yeah, not before I persuade the stockholders that your daughter and I had this love affair in the afternoons and she's given me insider information, which, of course, Iíd never use! How long do you think it'll take to change the public's mind about that?

Mac: You'd do this to my daughter?

Drew: In a New York minute.

Drew: Well, looks like I might get Cory Publishing.

Mac: What do I have to do?

Drew: Nothing, Mac. Just relax. Take the little woman to Bermuda. Just stay out of the takeover and I'll call it even.

Mac: Even?

Drew: Think how grateful Amanda will be. What do you say?

Lisa: I just love the porch.

Hazel: We always did, too.

Lisa: I was thinking I would get some white wicker furniture and put floral cushions or maybe stripes or -- what's wrong?

Leonard: Well, we thought that we would leave the furniture that's there now. Didn't we, Mother?

Jamie: The green plastic sofa? And the porch swing with the peeling paint?

Hazel: We love that swing.

Leonard: It was good enough for our family.

Mrs. Glick: Oh, I'm sure that Jamie and Lisa would love to have the furniture you are going to leave, wouldn't you, children?

Jamie: We're not your children.

Lisa: Jamie --

Mrs. Glick: Oh, it's just an expression.

Hazel: How do you plan to arrange the sewing room?

Lisa: The sewing room?

Hazel: Yes, the little room at the top of the upstairs hall.

Lisa: Oh, the one with the dormer ceiling. We love that room.

Hazel: I always did, too. The light is just right for sewing.

Lisa: Well, I don't sew, so we thought we'd use it as a guest room.

Leonard: Guest room? So there won't be anyone in there hardly at all.

Jamie: Now wait a minute.

Lisa: Jamie --

Mrs. Glick: I think a combination guest room/library would be lovely.

Hazel: And do you plan to have children?

Jamie: Now, I don't think that's any of your business.

Lisa: Jamie --

Jamie: I'm sorry.

Mrs. Glick: What he meant to say --

Jamie: What I meant to say was that what we do with the house is up to us, and the only say you have is the decision of selling or not selling.

Hazel: Well, I never.

Jamie: All I know is we walked through the front door and it felt like home. I'm sure you loved it very much and I'm sure it's been hard to leave it, but you can't tell us how to live there.

Mrs. Glick: Hazel, dear, I don't think Dr. Frame meant to sound so harsh.

Lisa: Mr. And Mrs. Thompson, I think maybe you love the house too much to sell it.

Hazel: No. We have to sell it.

Leonard: Hazel can't take another winter here. And besides, we like our place in Florida.

Jamie: I think you're trying to sell the house without really letting it go.

Leonard: Well, young man, I think you're right.

Hazel: We bought that house when our Jean was just 2 years old, and Tim was on the way. Our parents told us we'd never be able to afford it.

Leonard: You remember the day we brought Tim home?

Hazel: Oh, he was such a colicky baby. That's why Len put up the porch swing.

Leonard: Yes, she'd hold that baby and swing for hours. That was the only thing that would calm him down.

Lisa: I'd never take down your porch swing.

Hazel: That's all right, dear.

Jamie: If you were to sell us the house, it might not look the same, but it would be just as full of love and laughter, and a whole new set of memories.

Leonard: What do you think, Mother?

Hazel: Well, I think -- I think we found just what we were looking for.

Lisa: Oh.

Jamie: Thank you.

Leonard: Thank you for loving the house enough to tell me off.

Lisa: Oh, well, we do. We really do. Oh, I'm so happy!

Hazel: Me, too!

Mrs. Glick: Wonderful! I just happen to have a contract right here, so we can nail this baby down right now.

Vicky: Hi!

Jake: Hey.

Vicky: Please, come in. Oh, you look drenched.

Jake: No, actually, it's lightening up out there.

Vicky: Oh, good. Well, I'm glad you could make it.

Jake: Me, too. Actually, I was sort of surprised that you called.

Vicky: Me, too.

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: Hey, do you want a beer or something?

Jake: A beer would be great, thanks.

Vicky: You haven't eaten or anything tonight, have you?

Jake: No. Why?

Vicky: Well, I just thought Iíd make you some dinner.

Jake: Wait a minute, you called me, you told me to come over here so that you could make me dinner?

Vicky: All right, you laugh, Iíll poison you.

Jake: I'm not going to laugh. What are we having?

Vicky: Quiche Lorraine.

Jake: You're kidding me.

Vicky: Well, I wasn't quite sure what ingredients to put in it, but --

Jake: I must admit, this is a side of you that I have never seen before.

Vicky: Yeah, well, do you want to risk it?

Jake: Sure.

Vicky: Good. I mean, if it doesn't work out, we can always order in.

Jake: I'll tell you what, I'll take my chances.

Vicky: Good, because I'd like to have a friend around here for a while.

Jake: You're on. One friend.

Vicky: Cheers.

Amanda: Mom! Hi!

Rachel: Hi! This is wet. Can I put this here?

Amanda: Yeah.

Rachel: I just brought a few of the baby's gifts over so I could save you a trip.

Amanda: Thanks. You didn't have to do that.

Rachel: I know I didnít. Actually, nobody was at home and I got sort of bored.

Amanda: Oh.

Rachel: Where's Sam?

Amanda: He just went down to the grocery store to get some stuff for tomorrow.

Rachel: You know, you could've called me at home. I would've been happy to do that.

Amanda: Are you feeling ok?

Rachel: Yeah, sure. Why?

Amanda: You hate the grocery store.

Rachel: I know, I hate the grocery store.

Amanda: Come over here and sit down.

Rachel: Look at my angel. You know, I never thought I would love another baby as much as I love my own children. I hope the party wasn't too much for her.

Amanda: Why, was it too much for you?

Rachel: No, why?

Amanda: You just seem a little blue.

Rachel: It's the outfit. No, I just think it's post party letdown or something.

Amanda: Hmm.

Rachel: I was looking at the three of you. You are such a little family. I'm very proud of you.

Amanda: Is that why you're so sad?

Rachel: Not sad, exactly. Wistful.

Amanda: Well, I'm glad you came over. Where's daddy and Matthew?

Rachel: Um, Matthewís on a mission with Kevin.

Amanda: Is that why he disappeared from the party?

Rachel: I don't know, I guess so. Matthew doesn't talk to me very much anymore. He talks to Jamie. Did you notice anything wrong with your father today?

Amanda: Like what?

Rachel: I don't know. He seemed upset, sort of as though he was covering something.

Amanda: No, no, he wasn't upset. Didn't he tell you?

Rachel: No. What?

Amanda: Sam asked for his job back.

Rachel: At "Brava"? That's wonderful!

Amanda: Daddy gave him a promotion.

Rachel: Oh, honey, that's great!

Amanda: Isn't that great?

Rachel: That's what all the whispering was about.

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Rachel: That's so great because, you know, your father really needs an ally.

Amanda: Oh, Sam was so thrilled.

Rachel: You know, that Marsten wasn't so bad, after all.

Amanda: What?

Rachel: Well, he could have not torn up the contract and kept Sam tied up for years.

Amanda: Drew Marsten is a pig.

Rachel: Honey --

Amanda: I don't care what he did. He's disgusting and I don't want to talk about him.

Rachel: Amanda --

Amanda: I don't even want to think about him.

Rachel: Amanda.

Amanda: I'm going to go get us something to drink.

Rachel: Honey Ė

Josie: How is he?

Matt: He got sick again and he feels like he's burning up.

Kevin: It's cold.

Matt: Sit down here. Come on, put this blanket around you.

Kevin: Get away from me!

Matt: No, we are going help you whether you like it or not.

Kevin: You want to help me? Then get me something.

Matt: Kevin --

Kevin: Do you like seeing me like this, Matt, shaking and puking my guts out? Do you like this? You must be feeling pretty high and mighty, Matt.

Matt: No!

Kevin: Then get me something. Call somebody. Call Jamie. He's a doctor. He can get you anything you want.

Matt: I canít.

Kevin: Please. Please, just call him, man. Just something to get me to the hospital, please?

Matt: No, I can't!

Kevin: Please! Yes, you can!

Josie: Stop it!

Kevin: Just let me out of here. Let me go and I'll take care of myself.

Josie: Kevin, you're sick!

Matt: Will you listen to her? She knows what she's talking about!

Kevin: I can't stay here anymore! I can't!

Matt: When the storm dies down, I'm going to go out there and get a phone call through to somebody.

Kevin: I can't wait!

Josie: Kevin!

Kevin: Ugh! Ugh!

Matt: Oh, my God, Kevin?

Josie: He's convulsing, Matt!

Vicky: Ok, what do we need? Maybe spice it up with some music. Oh, here we go. Oh, this will be wonderful. This will be really great. Ok. Here we go. Oh. There, great. Now -- candles! Yes.

[Music plays]

Vicky: Oh, these -- these are special candles, don't you think?

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: There we go. Um -- light. Yeah. Ok, great idea. First dinner Iíve made. Ok. All right. Finished.

Jake: You sure? Young lady, table for two?

Vicky: Thank you, sir.

Jake: Ahem.

Vicky: Well?

Jake: I could rename it "don't eat" quiche.

Vicky: Uh-huh.

Jake: This is good.

Vicky: No kidding.

Jake: I'm not kidding! This is good!

Jake: You ok?

Vicky: Fine.

Jake: If you're going to give me a repeat performance of the same thing that happened with Rick, I don't want to see it.

Vicky: Oh, no, no, no. I only throw up on first dates with new guys. So how is Rick?

Jake: Well, you made a heck of a first impression, I have to say that for you.

Vicky: Well, I mean, what did he expect? He brought this huge, disgusting-looking pizza to -- to a first date.

Jake: The nerve of that guy.

Vicky: Yeah, see? Great. Great stuff, hmm?

Jake: Yes. You are full of surprises tonight, young lady.

Vicky: Yeah, honey, you haven't seen the half of it.

Jake: Something wrong, Vicky? Is that why you called me?

Vicky: Jake, I called you, I just wanted to have dinner with you, that's all.

Jake: Good. It's been a while since we got back from Lassiter.

Vicky: Uh, yeah. I've been kind of busy myself.

Jake: Doing what?

Vicky: Thinking.

Jake: Thinking?

Vicky: Don't act so surprised!

Jake: What have you been thinking about?

Vicky: Do you think you should always tell the truth?

Jake: Well, if you're talking about cops and doctors, I suppose.

Vicky: You're cute. No, really, Jake, I am serious. Um, do you think you should always tell the truth to people that you love?

Jake: You thinking about changing your ways overnight?

Vicky: Just answer the question.

Jake: It's a hard question to answer.

Vicky: Hmm.

Jake: I told Marley the truth about the other woman because I didn't want her to hear it from someone else.

Vicky: And now you wish you would've lied to her?

Jake: No. No, I don't wish I would've lied to her. People believe what they want to believe, Vicky. If they love you, they hang around. If they don't, they blow out.

Vicky: Well, I mean, I just -- I think that maybe telling the truth can change people's feelings, don't you?

Jake: No, not always. Look, Donna told Marley that she saw me at the Pelican club with another woman and I told Marley that I'd never seen the woman before in my life. Marley chose to believe Donna.

Vicky: Wonder why.

Jake: I've been thinking about that a lot lately. I don't know, you know? Maybe Marley just didn't want to work things out. You know, maybe even if I hadn't cheated on her, she would've found something else wrong.

Vicky: No, I don't think so.

Jake: Vicky, I don't know. I don't know. Maybe if I wouldn't have told Marley the truth at all, I'd still have a future with her.

Vicky: Maybe you're right.

Jake: I know you, Vicky. You're thinking. What is it?

Vicky: Just -- just shut up and eat.

Rachel: Oh, good, you're home.

Mac: Hello, darling.

Rachel: Hi.

Mac: Where were you?

Rachel: Over at Amandaís. Where were you?

Mac: I'm sorry to be so mysterious, Rachel, but I thought I could take care of this thing myself.

Rachel: Something is wrong, Mac. I knew it.

Mac: I just went over to see Marsten.

Rachel: What's he done now?

Mac: You won't believe it.

Rachel: What, Mac? What is it? What's wrong?

Mac: I got this package today just before the party. I wish you didn't have to see these.

Rachel: What are those?

Mac: It's Marsten. He's framed Amanda.

Rachel: Amanda? What are you talking about?

Mac: He's had these pictures taken.

Rachel: Let me see them, Mac.

Mac: Now, please, Rachel, don't --

Rachel: Mac -- how?

Mac: I don't know. But he says if I don't let him and his chief take over Cory Publishing, he's going to put these in the newspapers and say they were having an affair.

Rachel: Oh, Mac.

Mac: Imagine how Amanda must feel.

Rachel: He can't get away with this.

Mac: I know how you feel, darling, but, well, he's -- he's just got us trapped.

Rachel: What are we going to do, Mac?

Mac: Give him what he wants.

Rachel: You can't give him Cory Publishing.

Mac: I am not going to take a chance on Amandaís happiness.

Rachel: This is why Amandaís been acting so strangely.

Mac: When?

Rachel: Today when I was over there, I mentioned Marsten, and she got all upset.

Mac: Do you think that's why she went to Marstenís, because of Samís contract?

Rachel: Of course it was. Why didn't she tell anyone, though? Because she's my daughter, that's why.

Mac: She hasn't told anyone. I know Sam doesn't know.

Rachel: Mac, if Sam finds out --

Mac: He won't find out. We are going to take care of it, Rachel.

Rachel: But, Mac, Cory Publishing is your life.

Mac: My family is my life. I can build another company.

Rachel: I was feeling lonely tonight. That's why I went over to see her. Sam and Amanda have been through so many problems, and now they seem so happy. And I guess I was feeling a little left out, as though maybe they didn't need us as much.

Mac: Well, they need us now.

Rachel: And now I wish they didnít.


Vicky: Oh, yeah. Oh. What is it? Oh, yeah. Well. Well. Such a precious guy. Such a precious guy. Such a precious guy. Oh. Well.

[Baby coos]

Vicky: Oh. Oh, yes.


Jake: What are you thinking about?

Vicky: My future, and how to get one.

Matt: That's it.

Josie: I think it's almost over.

Matt: Should -- should the belt be still in his mouth?

Josie: No, I think he's ok.

Matt: You're going to make it. Come on. Why isn't he moving?

Josie: I don't know! Kevin? Kevin!

Matt: Kevin, can you hear me?

Kevin: I don't want to get up.

Matt: Hey, you don't have to do anything. We're here for you.

Kevin: I don't want to get up, daddy.

Josie: He doesn't know where he is.

Matt: All right, Kevin. It's Josie and Matt. You're here with us. You're going to be all right.

Kevin: Don't yell at me, daddy. Not anymore. I'm too tired. Please, don't -- don't yell at me, daddy. I'm going to die.

Matt: Hey, you're ok. You're all right.

Kevin: Matt?

Matt: Hey. How you doing?

Kevin: What's happening to me?

Matt: All right, you're a little sick, but you're getting better.

Josie: We're not going to let anything happen to you.

Kevin: So hot.

Josie: You just got a little fever, that's all.

Kevin: He couldn't find me when I was high.

Matt: Who's that?

Kevin: My daddy. I could float over him and everything he said. He -- he couldn't find me. I was too high.

Matt: No, you've got to stop that stuff. You got to do it without it.

Kevin: I just want to be somebody.

Matt: Well, you do it without it, man.

Kevin: I don't know if I can.

Matt: Yes. You have to.

Kevin: Your car. It's totaled.

Matt: It's ok. Don't worry about that, man. It's ok.

Kevin: Are you mad at me?

Matt: No. No.

Kevin: I'm sorry.

Josie: Kevin, you're going to beat this thing.

Matt: We're here for you. You're going to be all right.

Sam: Hi.

Lisa: Hi. I hope you don't mind us dropping by like this.

Amanda: No, it's great. Where's Jamie?

Sam: Let me take your jacket.

Lisa: He's parking the car. We just had to tell someone.

Sam: Tell someone what?

Lisa: I'll wait till Jamie gets up here, but we have great news. Oh, is the baby asleep?

Amanda: It's ok, she won't wake up.

Lisa: Oh, well, we won't stay long.

Amanda: No, that's fine. Do you want some tea? We have some on from before.

Lisa: Oh, no, thanks.

Sam: Ok, well, let's sit down. Lisa, thanks for being her godmother.

Lisa: Oh, I'm so touched you asked me. This is a great loft.

Sam: Yeah, it's a little crowded since Alli got here, but --

Amanda: For a little girl, she sure had an awful lot of stuff.

Lisa: Yeah, well, she's -- was Vicky here?

Amanda: Yeah. Yeah, she stopped in.

Lisa: Why is this happening?

Amanda: What's the matter? What is it?

Rachel: How do we know that Marsten isn't bluffing?

Mac: We don't. But I won't take that chance. I won't risk that happening to Amanda.

Rachel: Why can't we call Zack or the police or something?

Mac: I've already threatened him with that. He says if I take any action at all, those pictures will be in the tabloids in half an hour.

Rachel: Why is he doing this, Mac? Why does he care so much? What's in it for him?

Mac: Greed, Rachel. Money. If it's even suspected my daughter who works at Cory Publishing is sleeping with the opposition, the stocks will plummet! They'll get it, anyway. Sam just asked me for his old job back. Our problems are over. We were going to work together.

Rachel: And Amanda was so happy.

Mac: Now I don't even own the company. At least I won't in a few minutes.

Rachel: Mac, what are you doing?

Mac: Hi, it's Mac. I'm sorry to bother you at home, but I have something important I need you to take care of. I've decided not to fight the takeover anymore. That's right. I can't go into my personal reasons, but I know what Iím doing. I want you to call the legal department of Bennett Publishing tomorrow. Find out what the next step is. I want to thank you for working so hard on this, and Iíll talk to the others tomorrow. Right. I think that's one of the hardest things I ever had to do.

Rachel: What now, Mac?

Mac: Now we talk to Amanda.

Josie: Maybe he'll get through the worst of it when he wakes up.

Matt: I hope so. That way I can leave you two alone and try to find a phone to get some help.

Josie: What do we do now?

Matt: Try to get some sleep.

Josie: Yeah. Matt, were you scared?

Matt: You kidding? That wasn't Kevin. I don't know who that was. He's not going to do that again, is he?

Josie: I don't know.

Matt: Well, you get some sleep. I'll keep an eye on him.

Josie: I kept thinking about my mom.

Matt: You know, I am really glad you came with me. I just hope you don't get in trouble.

Josie: She'll probably think this was some story I cooked up to get out of the house.

Matt: Why won't she believe the truth?

Josie: Why would she?

Matt: Because you're a good person and she loves you.

Josie: I hope so.

Matt: It's all right. Get some sleep, all right? We have a big day tomorrow with Kevin. Oh, he has got to beat this thing.

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