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Another World Transcript Thursday 7/8/04
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Proofread by Daniel
Donna: Ahem. Uh -- Michael?
Donna: Is it really necessary to have him in here with us?
Michael: Yes, it is.
Bridget: Mr. Michael, should I make him a cup of tea?
Michael: Bridget, if they want a cup of tea, I'm sure they'll ask for it.
Donna: Why can't he stand outside like the others?
Michael: Donna, aren't you a little concerned about security yourself since what happened yesterday happened?
Donna: Well, of course I am. I mean, but I told you, I don't know how Mikey got those pills. I mean, I was very careful.
Michael: Donna, Iím not talking about the pills, I'm talking about the bomb threat at my office.
Donna: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I mean, I am so upset these days. You know, I don't like living frightened like this.
Bridget: Well, Ms. Donna, you know, maybe -- maybe it's a good idea. Maybe we'll feel safer, I mean, with the two men standing there.
Michael: Thank you, Bridget.
Donna: All right, what did you want to talk to us about?
Michael: I want you two to be more careful. I don't want you to go anywhere without a guard or me.
Donna: Michael, please --
Michael: Donna, please, just do it!
Donna: Why are you yelling at me?
Michael: Because someone is threatening my family, and I don't know who it is and I don't know what to do about it.
Donna: Honey, everything is going to be all right. It will, and this will all be over with soon.
Bridget: Now, that's right, Mr. Michael. Now, we're going to do everything you say.
Donna: We will.
Bridget: Oh, excuse me.
Michael: Uh --
Bridget: Excuse me.
Singer: Ooh, baby
Singer: Yesterday - yesterday seems so very far away far away tell me more where has it gone? All your other babes other babes try and take your love away love away I just turn and say he's mine and I just call my baby love
Singer: He's the one Iím thinkin' of
Jamie: Hello? Hello? Hello? You know, I don't like it here.
Jamie: Well, people call at unreasonable hours, and then they hang up.
Lisa: Everybody gets those once in a while.
Jamie: Yeah, well, I want to sleep.
Lisa: You're cute when you whine.
Jamie: I'm not whining, either.
Lisa: I don't know about you, but I can't wait until we're married and I don't have to coerce you into spending the night.
Jamie: Coerce me? What are you talking about, coerce me? Who's coercing who here? I want to move in here, you know.
Lisa: We have an agreement.
Jamie: Yeah, well, I must have been half asleep when I agreed to that one.
Lisa: Come on, Jamie. Won't it be fun when we wake up for the first time together in our big new house?
Jamie: We'll be lucky to get in after last night.
Lisa: Well, they finally agree to sell it to us.
Jamie: Yeah, and now all we need is a mortgage.
Lisa: Oh, we'll get it. You're a big shot doctor.
Jamie: That's true. That's right, I am.
Lisa: Who is it?
Jamie: I don't know. We're not home!
Lisa: Oh, just get it. Get it over with.
Jamie: Don't move. Hello? Well -- well, slow down. What -- Mrs. Glick? Yeah, yeah, uh-huh. Yeah, I understand. We liked them, too, uh-huh. You did? We did? Well -- well, that's unbelievable! Well, thank you very much for calling. Yes, we'll be in touch.
Lisa: What did she want?
Jamie: I'm not sure I believe how fast this is all happening.
Jamie: The Thompsonís loved us.
Lisa: I know.
Jamie: And -- and Mr. Thompson used to be an officer at the Bay City national bank before he retired.
Jamie: And he -- he called up the bank first thing this morning and put in a good word for us.
Lisa: You mean --
Jamie: I mean we got the mortgage already!
Jamie: Do you believe this?
Vicky: So what are you doing here this morning?
Jake: I heard about the bomb threat, so I thought Iíd come by and make sure you're all right.
Vicky: Hey, Iím fine, really. I don't have any enemies -- besides Lisa Grady, but I don't think she's quite the explosive type.
Jake: Yeah. Other than getting the third degree out there, I think it's a pretty good idea these guys are doing their job.
Vicky: You're as jumpy as my dad is. I'm not scared, really.
Jake: Yeah. Whew. Have you heard from Marley?
Vicky: This morning?
Jake: Last night.
Vicky: You were here last night, Jake.
Jake: Well, I thought maybe after I left she called or something.
Vicky: Look, if you're that worried about her, why don't you call her yourself?
Jake: Michael has somebody out there looking after her she doesn't even know. I mean --
Vicky: Well, what do want me to do? Do you want me to call her?
Jake: I'm not playing coy, Vicky. I --
Vicky: I know.
Jake: Just that Marley asked me not to call, so Iím trying to respect that.
Vicky: Look, Jake, I don't think she would be angry if you told her why you were calling.
Jake: I cannot call, Vicky. Michael hasn't even told --
Vicky: "Even told her yet," I know. I'm sorry, I don't know what to tell you.
Jake: What was that?
Vicky: A cookbook.
Jake: My, my, my, aren't we taking this domestic thing a little bit serous here?
Vicky: I make one quiche, and you're telling me I'm a housewife?
Jake: Somehow, Vicky, I don't picture you with a little apron on and a baby in each arm.
Vicky: Do you want me to call Marley, or what?
Jake: What's the matter with you?
Vicky: Has she sent you the divorce papers?
Vicky: Have you gotten anything in the mail yet?
Jake: She didn't put a time limit on this thing. I'm still hoping it never happens, all right?
Vicky: Well, we have one thing in common.
Jake: And what's that?
Vicky: Neither one of us like paperwork.
Jake: Somehow, I don't think not hearing from her has anything to do with paperwork. I mean, maybe she changed her mind.
Jake: Are you sure everything's ok?
Vicky: Yeah. I mean, I was just thinking that it's such a waste that two people who love each other should be apart. It shouldn't be this way.
Jamie: Things couldn't be going better right now, could they?
Jamie: Of course, I could win the lottery.
Jamie: Or a Nobel prize for medicine.
Lisa: Do they have those?
Jamie: Uh-huh, I think so. Yeah.
Lisa: We're so well-informed.
Jamie: Aren't we, though?
Jamie: I don't believe this. I told you I don't like it here.
Lisa: I'll get it this time.
Jamie: No, no, no, let me get it. Besides, I like leaning across your body.
Jamie: Hello? Yes, it is. What? Oh, no. No, that's not it. Listen, I'll find out what happened and get right back to you. Thank you for calling.
Lisa: What's wrong?
Jamie: That was the clinic in Madison. The kids never showed up last night.
Jamie: I knew I should have gone. I knew I should have gone! There's no telling what Kevin could be like if they're delayed. He needed help immediately.
Lisa: Where are you going?
Jamie: I want to see if I can find them. The road up there can flood. If Matthew stopped somewhere, he's going to -- he's going to need some help with Kevin.
Lisa: I'll go with you.
Jamie: Listen, withdrawal can do crazy things to people. We've got to find them.
Matt: Josie? Kevin? Josie?
Josie: Get off!
Kevin: You just stay out there! Don't even try and come in!
Josie: Listen to what he says, Matt!
Matt: What the heck is going on here?
Kevin: You just make yourself comfortable, Matt. We've got some bargaining to do.
Jamie: I don't believe this. In the middle of nowhere, we get a flat tire.
Lisa: Why don't you use the car phone and call for help?
Jamie: Because by the time anybody gets here, Iíll be finished.
Lisa: Are you sure you know the procedure, doctor?
Jamie: Yes, I know the procedure. I'm scared to death about those kids.
Lisa: I'm sure Matt had the sense to pull over when the storm got out of hand.
Jamie: It's Kevin Iím worried about. That kid's a live wire.
Lisa: I know.
Jamie: You know, I hate flats.
Lisa: Well --
Jamie: These are brand-new tires.
Lisa: At least the storm cleared up.
Jamie: I should never have let those kids go by themselves.
Lisa: Come on, let's talk about something else.
Jamie: Yeah? Like what?
Lisa: Like our new house.
Jamie: Ok. What about it?
Lisa: The space -- think about all of the space we're going to have.
Jamie: Ah, yes, right. It could get pretty lonely just with the two of us.
Lisa: No, we won't get lonely, we'll get some pets.
Jamie: And have some kids?
Lisa: Can we stick to pets?
Jamie: You know, we never have discussed exactly how many children we do want to have.
Lisa: No, I guess it hasn't come up.
Jamie: But it's something that's really good to plan. I think I want to have a really big family.
Lisa: What are you talking about, specifically?
Jamie: Well, girls. A house full of girls for me to spoil. Boys are too much trouble.
Lisa: You know what it's going to be like every time one of those girls hits puberty?
Jamie: Yeah, it'll be great. Their dates will come over and I'll disapprove. They'll stay home and watch the games with me.
Lisa: And what do I do during all of this?
Jamie: You'll be a great mother.
Lisa: I don't know.
Jamie: Oh, come on, of course you will. How many kids do you want?
Lisa: A couple.
Jamie: A couple of what? Sets of twins?
Lisa: Jamie, you're scaring me.
Jamie: You know, it won't be easy, that's for sure.
Lisa: Nobody ever said it was.
Jamie: You know, come to think of it, Iím not even sure I want to have any kids.
Lisa: What do you mean?
Jamie: Well, if it means worrying like this, the way I am about Matthew, Iím not sure I want to go through with it.
Kevin: I don't want to do this.
Josie: Then don't, Kevin. We want to help you.
Kevin: I don't have a choice!
Matt: Kevin, open the door!
Kevin: Relax, Matt! You're not getting in here!
Matt: Ok, just tell me what you want. What do you want?
Kevin: Look, I'm not going to that clinic!
Matt: You have to.
Kevin: I don't have to do anything!
Matt: Ok. You just let me inside and then we'll talk about it.
Kevin: Why, so the two of you can just drool over each other and ignore me?
Josie: Kevin, that's not what's going on!
Kevin: Shut up!
Matt: Hey, open the door!
Kevin: No. You better just listen to me and do what I say if you know what's good for you and your --
Matt: Ok, ok!
Kevin: Look, I just want you to get a car.
Matt: Where am I going to get a car?
Kevin: Figure it out!
Matt: All right.
Kevin: Rent one. I know you have a credit card.
Matt: All right, then what?
Kevin: I want you to come back here with the car, alone. You got it?
Kevin: If you don't come back here alone, I swear --
Matt: I'll come back alone!
Matt: Now, you let her out before I go.
Kevin: What do you think I am, an idiot?
Matt: No, I just want you to let her go, Kevin.
Kevin: I am not going to that clinic, you hear me?
Matt: You need help!
Kevin: That's right, I do. And when you come back with that car, Iíll get the help I need!
Matt: No, no, I can't let you do this, Kevin.
Kevin: You better do what I say, or I swear I'll hurt her!
Matt: All right, all right, I'll do it! Just don't hurt her!
Josie: Hurry, Matt, please!
Kevin: You heard her! Move!
Kevin: I don't want to hurt you. I'm sorry. But I have no choice.
Michael: You're a hard man to track down.
Drew: Well, you found me. What can I do for you?
Michael: We need to talk.
Drew: I'm listening.
Michael: In person.
Drew: Well, I'd be honored.
Michael: Don't get smug with me, Marsten. We got a few things to straighten out here.
Drew: Hmm. Well, you got my curiosity.
Michael: Good. Meet me at Tops at noon.
Drew: Hudson, I'm a very busy man.
Michael: You're going to be busier if you don't meet me.
Drew: Well, you're a little rude this morning. Tell you what, Iíll be here, but let's work on that attitude.
Michael: See you at noon.
Donna: Who was that?
Michael: Oh, it's nobody important.
Donna: Oh, I love it when you give me that answer.
Michael: Donna, I really don't want to talk about it, ok?
Donna: Michael, don't avoid me.
Michael: Donna, look, the less you know, the safer you are.
Donna: Michael, are you in this too deep?
Donna: Well, then why can't you let the police and these security guards handle this?
Michael: Because, Donna, I cannot take anyone else into my confidence. I don't know who to trust. Right now I have to be overly cautious.
Donna: Well, look, I just don't want Mikey frightened.
Michael: Donna, Mikey is too young to understand what's going on.
Donna: Look, I know that you don't want to tell me what all is going on, but do you have any idea who's behind this?
Michael: No, I donít. The truth is I have a suspicion.
Donna: Well, does it have anything to do with this takeover of Mac Cory?
Michael: Things at Cory Publishing have gotten really ugly.
Michael: Mac Cory has decided to give in.
Donna: Michael, you're kidding.
Michael: No. I don't know. Whatever it is that made Mac give in, it had to be something pretty terrible.
Donna: Well, what could it have been?
Michael: The only thing I can think of is that something threatened his family.
Donna: Oh, no.
Michael: Donna, if it was just business, Mac never would have caved in.
Donna: I just don't believe this! I mean, why is this happening? What have we done?
Michael: Hey, hey, Donna -- look, whoever it is that's threatening Macís family and my family is going to pay. It's just that I don't know who it is, and that's driving me crazy. But, Donna, don't worry. It's going to be over soon.
Donna: How can you know that for sure?
Michael: Because, Donna, I am going to end it.
Donna: I've decided that I want Marley here.
Michael: Donna, she's being watched.
Donna: But how do we know that they're doing a good job? I mean, you know how easy it is to throw us all into a panic right now.
Michael: All right, you're right. You're right, you're right.
Donna: Good. Good. I want to call her right now, ok?
Michael: Ok. Look, just don't worry, all right?
Donna: No, no, I wonít. Do you want to talk to her?
Michael: No, no, no, I got to go, but Iím sure she'll be happy talking to her mom.
Donna: Listen, will you please be careful?
Michael: Yeah. I'll be careful. And you be careful. Do what I told you and don't go anywhere without a guard, all right?
Donna: I promise, I promise. All right.
Donna: I promise.
Michael: Do not let her out of your sight.
Donna: Marley, hi. It's mom.
Marley: Hi, Donna, how are you?
Donna: Oh -- oh, I'm just fine. How are you?
Marley: Oh, I -- I guess Iím just a little bit lonely.
Marley: Don't sound so thrilled.
Donna: Um -- I'm sorry. I'm -- Iím not. I didn't mean it to sound that way, but why don't you come back for a visit, then?
Marley: Oh. Well, Donna, I just recently returned to California.
Donna: Yeah, I -- I know, but, honey, you know, at times like these, I think you need your family. I know how hard it is to go through a breakup.
Marley: Have you seen Jake?
Donna: Actually, I -- I have.
Donna: Um -- yes. You know, he's been very good to Victoria lately. She finally made a complete breakup with Jamie. And as much as I hate to admit it, he's been a great comfort to her.
Marley: Oh, really?
Donna: She even went to Lassiter for a few days, if you can believe that. And it was Jake that tracked her down and brought her back home, and I'm really grateful to him for that.
Marley: Uh -- isn't Jake working?
Donna: That's something else, now that you mention it. Victoria has decided to give him money to start a video business.
Donna: I know, I know. I couldn't believe she did that.
Marley: Well, that was very nice of Vicky.
Donna: Listen, Marley, I want you to know something. Michael's having some security problems with his business, so I think it would just be a good idea if you did come back for a visit for a little while.
Marley: Is it serious?
Donna: No. No, no, it's not serious. All right, if you must know, I'm being selfish. I miss you and I want you to come back, ok?
Marley: Donna, I don't know how comfortable I would be with Jake around so much.
Donna: Well, I can understand that. But would you just think about it? Ok, sweetheart?
Marley: Of course I will. I'll speak with you soon.
Donna: Ok. I love you. Bye.
Vicky: You guys are everywhere, aren't you? When is this going to end?
Jamie: You know, I should have called the police before we left.
Lisa: I don't know. Wait.
Lisa: Over --
Lisa: Don't talk. Over there.
Jamie: What, through those trees?
Jamie: I'll be right back.
Lisa: Be careful.
Lisa: Was there anything?
Jamie: Matt's jeep. It's flipped over on the side of the road back there.
Lisa: Oh, no.
Jamie: There's nobody there.
Lisa: Well, maybe they were ok, they got out and went for help.
Jamie: Let's go look.
Lisa: Ok, I'm right behind you.
Josie: Kevin, this really hurts my wrists. Can you please untie me?
Kevin: I don't want to hurt you. You know that.
Josie: I know.
Josie: Please -- please untie me.
Kevin: I'm sorry, I can't! Oh -- oh, I feel sick.
Josie: It's ok, just -- just stay calm.
Kevin: What are you doing?
Kevin: Is he -- is he out there?
Kevin: Don't treat me like an idiot. Was Matt outside?
Josie: No, he -- he went to get the car.
Kevin: He better get here soon. I can't take much more of this. Everything hurts!
Josie: Why don't you come over here and talk to me.
Kevin: No, I got to watch out for Matt. I got to get out of here.
Josie: He'll let us know when he gets back.
Kevin: You have been so good to me.
Josie: I -- I want to be your friend.
Kevin: I know.
Josie: I care about you.
Kevin: I know.
Josie: Could you please untie me?
Kevin: What are you trying to do? I don't like girls who tease.
Josie: I wasn't doing that, Kevin.
Kevin: They only tease when they want something.
Josie: Kevin --
Kevin: You're so soft.
Kevin: Oh, God. If you're really good, I'll untie you.
Josie: No, please! Please, Kevin! You don't want to be like dad, do you?
Kevin: What are you talking about?
Josie: Think about Tracy. Think about how she felt when dad attacked her.
Kevin: No! What's happening to me?
Josie: It's ok. It's ok. Calm down.
Kevin: I'm sorry.
Josie: It's ok. We can talk. Just -- just please untie me.
Josie: You're going to be all right, Kevin. We won't let anything happen to you.
Kevin: I'm so sorry.
Josie: It's all right. It's all right.
Josie: Matt! My doctor was proud of the surgery,
Kevin: How could you do that?
Matt: I didn't want you to hurt her.
Kevin: I wasn't going to hurt her!
Matt: I couldn't be sure!
Kevin: You lied to me!
Matt: Kevin --
Kevin: You said you would help me! You swore!
Matt: Just put it down, man!
Kevin: You don't want to help me! You want to see me locked up in that place for the rest of my life!
Josie: That's not true, Kevin!
Kevin: As soon as you saw him come through that window, you were all over him!
Josie: Kevin, we just want to help you!
Kevin: Are you happy now, Matt? You got your little girlfriend back safe and sound!
Matt: Just put it down. Just put it down, please. Please --
Kevin: Don't beg! You shouldn't have come after me that night.
Matt: What are you talking about?
Kevin: At the mill. None of this would have happened! I would be dead and I wouldn't bother anybody anymore!
Matt: Stop talking like that!
Kevin: It's the truth! You should have just let me die!
Matt: Oh, no, you don't mean that.
Kevin: Yes, I do!
Matt: How about when we climbed up the Garrett hill at Winston? You and me -- we were looking down at everyone else -- the whole world. It was a beautiful day.
Kevin: Stop it!
Matt: You told me something. You remember what you told me?
Kevin: Shut up!
Matt: Whoa. You told me that you were going to take on the whole world. No one was going to stand in your way. You had just moved out of your dadís. You got the scholarship at school, man!
Kevin: None of that matters anymore.
Matt: Yes, it does. Don't you see, Kevin? You've already done it. You've made it. You left that town behind you, that life, and you went on. You got your whole life out in front of you, man. Don't throw it away. Prove to me -- prove it to me, and to Tracy and your dad. Prove that your life is worth living, man. Don't let me down. Don't let me down. Come on, I need you. I need you. We need you. We always need you.
Kevin: I don't know if I can!
Matt: You got to try. You got to try! You got to try, man. You're going to be all right.
Kevin: I'm so scared.
Matt: All right, man. All right. You're all right. It's all right.
Vicky: Doesn't this bother you?
Donna: Yes, of course it does, but Michael has insisted.
Vicky: Yeah, well, I don't know about you, but I am sick of being watched like the crown jewels every day.
Donna: Well, it gives him peace of mind, and that is what's important.
Vicky: So, where's Mikey?
Donna: Oh, Bridgetís taking him upstairs for his nap. You know, he's been so fidgety lately.
Vicky: Yeah, I know the feeling.
Donna: Honey, you know, you still look very pale.
Vicky: Oh. Maybe I'm anemic.
Donna: I thought the doctor gave you a clean bill of health.
Vicky: Yeah, I'm not sick! I'm sorry. I'm just -- I'm overtired.
Donna: Does this still have to do with Jamie?
Vicky: What else?
Donna: Victoria Hudson, you have got to get him out of your mind.
Vicky: Ok, a lecture is coming on now.
Donna: No, no, no, no. I am not going to give you a lecture, I just don't want you making yourself sick over this. You've got to get on with your life.
Vicky: Oh, rah, rah, rah.
Donna: All right, look, I thought that you said when you went away that helped you clear your mind.
Vicky: Oh, it did. It's coming back that screwed me up.
Donna: But you know that Jamie and Lisa were engaged.
Vicky: I know, I know. It's just seeing them together for a long time, all the time, is just a little hard for me.
Donna: I know, honey. I'm sorry.
Vicky: Yeah, well, I just I wish I had a chance to talk to him.
Donna: Well, what good would that do?
Vicky: I'm not so sure.
Donna: But I thought you said that you had already told him everything you wanted to.
Vicky: Well, some other stuff has come up, and when I try to talk to him, she's always around.
Donna: Well, she's his fiancťe.
Vicky: Oh. Thanks for clearing that up for me.
Donna: Look, I think you should just leave all of this alone.
Vicky: Yeah, well, there are some unresolved problems.
Donna: Well, what good is it going to do to keep bringing this up?
Vicky: You've already said that!
Donna: All right, Iím sorry. I don't want to upset you. Honey, I want you to be happy.
Vicky: Are you enjoying this?
Donna: Victoria, come here. Look, I know I shouldn't tell you what to do. But if you think talking to Jamie would give you some peace of mind, then I guess that's what you should do.
Donna: No, not really. I don't want you to really do that, but I know you, and I know that's what you've been thinking.
Vicky: You're --
Donna: So you better get --
Vicky: You're wonderful! You're wonderful! Thank you! You've been such a great help.
Donna: Oh, I have?
Vicky: Yes, and please tell dad I said hello. He'll be so happy to know that there's a security guard in my car waiting downstairs. Bye.
Vicky: Lighten up.
Donna: Well -- my daughter. I -- forget it.
Lisa: Are you sure you're all right?
Matt: I'm fine. We're all ok.
Josie: He was great with Kevin. You should have seen him.
Jamie: Kevin, you're going to be just fine. Now, these should help you with your symptoms until we get to the clinic, which isn't far from here.
Kevin: I'm sorry.
Jamie: Now, listen, you've got a lot of hard work ahead of you. It's not going to be easy.
Lisa: He's strong. I can tell.
Kevin: I don't want to be like this anymore.
Lisa: That's good.
Kevin: I was just out of control, and I'm just -- I'm really scared.
Lisa: Jamie, why don't you check on Matt? Josie says he's being stubborn.
Lisa: You ok?
Kevin: Everybody's just been so good to me, and all I can do is cause trouble.
Lisa: Kevin, half the battle is admitting you have a problem.
Kevin: So this is the easy part, huh?
Lisa: You're going to be ok. You have a lot of people behind you.
Kevin: I'm surprised they didn't strangle me.
Lisa: They're good friends. Don't forget that.
Jamie: "Ow," he says. You should have thought of "ow" before you went flying through a window.
Josie: Are you sure you didn't hit your head?
Matt: Stop worrying about me. I am fine.
Jamie: It looks in pretty good condition, considering the accident. You're all very lucky that no one was hurt.
Matt: How's he going to be?
Jamie: Well, we have to get him to the clinic right away.
Matt: Ok, we'll go.
Josie: I think I want to stay here.
Josie: I just don't want to go to that clinic. I'm -- I want to -- I want to try and get in touch with my mom.
Jamie: Well, listen, I can call her from my car phone, ok? I'll tell her to pick you up here.
Josie: Thanks, Jamie.
Matt: No, wait a minute. I don't want to leave you alone here.
Josie: You got to go with Kevin. I'm fine, really.
Matt: No, I don't know.
Josie: No, I'm fine. I'm ok.
Jamie: Listen, Matt, could I talk to you for a second?
Jamie: I am very proud of you, little brother.
Matt: I've never been so scared in my life.
Jamie: Well, just in case Iíve never said it before -- I think you're one terrific guy. There are people with a lot more experience who would not have been able to handle the situation.
Matt: Thanks. Can we get him going?
Jamie: Yeah. Kevin, are you ready?
Kevin: I'm trying.
Kevin: All right.
Josie: I'll see you real soon, ok?
Josie: That's for luck.
Matt: If your mom gets here, wait for me. I'll be back.
Lisa: Josie, Kevinís never going to forget what you did. You should be very proud of yourself. Ok.
Vicky: Thanks, but I will be right here, ok? Oh, you're still here?
Jake: Yeah, I was using the phone to book some studio time, and as I was leaving, I found a brand-new V.C.R. in the box gathering dust.
Vicky: Yeah, well, I buy them. I don't know how to use them.
Jake: Well, you don't have to worry about that. I already hooked it up for you.
Vicky: Great. Thanks.
Jake: Any more expensive toys around here just using up their warranty?
Vicky: Nope, that's it.
Jake: You seem hyper.
Vicky: Oh, I do?
Jake: Yeah. Did you have a nice chat with mom?
Jake: You want me to leave, right?
Vicky: Me? No. No.
Jake: Come on, Vicky, I see that look in your eye again.
Vicky: What look in my eye? Jake, you know, I would like to take a nice, long, hot bubble bath, all right?
Jake: Yeah, sure, I'll just be going.
Vicky: Ok. Thank you for hooking up the V.C.R.
Jake: Is Bruno going to give me a hard time on the way out, or what?
Vicky: No, no, I told him you could come and go as you please.
Vicky: Could you get that for me?
Jake: Hello, Victoria Hudson residence. Hello? Hello?
Vicky: Who is it?
Jake: It's a wrong number.
Drew: Well, it's nice of you to invite me to brunch. I hope this is on you.
Michael: Well, it depends, Marsten.
Drew: Depends on what?
Michael: Why don't you tell me why you're throwing my name around as your Swiss associate?
Drew: I beg your pardon?
Michael: Are you a lousy liar.
Drew: I don't know what you're talking about.
Michael: Marsten, I do not like someone using my good name when they're a crook like you.
Drew: I don't like you, Hudson.
Michael: Well, that makes two of us.
Drew: That's funny, that's what Mac said.
Michael: Speaking of Mac, why don't you tell me why he decided to back out of this takeover thing, huh?
Drew: Why don't you ask Mac.?
Michael: Because I want to hear it from you.
Drew: Well, I think it was inevitable. He knew that.
Michael: I think there's a little bit more to it than that.
Drew: I'm a man of my word. I would never betray a confidence.
Michael: Marsten, where did you learn to be such a snake? I'm just trying to figure out what could have happened to you in your life that made you so unfeeling, so cold, so calculated.
Drew: What do you want?
Michael: I want the truth.
Drew: You know, people like you who ask too many questions often find themselves in very precarious situations.
Michael: Are you threatening me?
Drew: I was just wondering what your wife would do.
Drew: I was wondering if your wife found herself in the same situation --
Michael: You -- you -- don't you ever threaten my family!
Drew: Take your hands off me!
Michael: If you ever threaten my family again -- if you breathe near my family --
Michael: You're a dead man. I'll kill you! You hear me? You, I will kill!
Matt: Couldn't leave you here alone. It's all right. It's all right.
Marley: Vicky. Hi, it's Marley.
Vicky: Oh, hi, Marley. What's up?
Marley: Oh, not much. How are you doing?
Vicky: I'm fine. Why?
Marley: Well, Donna called me today and told me that there's been some problems at home with security.
Vicky: Oh, no, no, no. It's no big deal really. We're all fine.
Marley: Good. So, what's new?
Vicky: Marley, do you want to talk or something? I mean, because I'm really busy.
Marley: How's Jake?
Vicky: Uh -- he was just here. He's fine.
Marley: What was he doing there?
Vicky: He was fixing my V.C.R. You know how I am with machines.
Marley: Have you been spending a lot of time with Jake?
Vicky: Not really.
Marley: That's not what Donna said.
Vicky: What did she say?
Marley: Well, Donna told me that you had given money to Jake to start his video business with.
Vicky: Oh. Oh, that. No, see, actually, we're both very busy and we don't get to spend a lot of time together. You know, Marley, Jake has really gone through a lot with this breakup. He is really trying to change, and he's been really great.
Marley: Oh, yeah?
Vicky: Yeah. Actually, I've also been going through a lot because I'm not able to see Jamie anymore, and Jakeís really been here when I needed him.
Vicky: Look, Marley, he's really trying to make a life for himself here in Bay City. He's really changed, and I think you would be very proud of him.
Marley: Well, I'm glad Jake is doing well.
Vicky: Yeah, he is. He's great.
Donna: Michael, you have got to calm down. Everyone heard you threaten him.
Michael: I don't care, Donna.
Donna: Michael, please.
Michael: Donna, he threatened us. You understand that?
Donna: It's him, isn't it? He's the one behind all this.
Michael: I don't know. There's nothing I can prove.
Donna: Would you please let the police handle this?
Michael: Donna, the police? He seems to be smarter than the police.
Donna: You know, everything is just falling apart!
Michael: Hey, come on, I did not do this to upset you.
Donna: I know. But you know, I have never seen you like this.
Michael: Did you -- how'd you find out I was here?
Donna: I -- I called your office. Sheri told me.
Michael: Did you talk to Marley?
Michael: Is she coming home?
Donna: I don't know.
Michael: Why not?
Donna: Well, the truth is, is that she's afraid to come home because of Jake.
Michael: Well, that's not a good enough reason. I will talk to her.
Donna: Michael, when is all this going to end?
Michael: Donna, if Marstenís behind this, it's going to end very soon. I promise you that.
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