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Another World Transcript Friday 7/9/04

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Amanda: Tell your daughter, not me.

Sam: Come on, it's just going to be a few minutes more, Alexandra, ok?

Amanda: Are you comfortable, huh? You getting tired? Yeah. I really don't know how much longer Alli can take this. Me, either. My leg just fell asleep. Come here, cutie.

Sam: I've definitely had more cooperative subjects.

Amanda: Yeah. I can tell.

Sam: Oh, that's cute. Thanks.

Amanda: Just teasing.

Sam: Look, here Iíve got the two most beautiful models since the Venus de Milo and Mona Lisa, and I can't get you guys to sit still for a couple of minutes while I create a masterpiece?

Amanda: Well, this is going to be one masterpiece that's going to take a lot of time and patience on everyone's part.

Sam: Uh-huh. You know, you're a prime example of your generation. You demand immediate satisfaction.

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Sam: You know something, it's fortunate for you that we have this.

Amanda: Hmm?

Sam: Amanda --

[Sam laughs]

Sam: A picture is worth a thousand words, right? Come on, Iíll do the painting from the picture.

Amanda: You know I hate to have my picture taken.

Sam: Amanda, it's just a picture, all right?

Amanda: I hate to have my picture taken.

Sam: Oh, come on, it's not that big of a deal.

Amanda: Why do you always do that to me? I turn around and there's a flash in my face.

John's voice: Stop worrying about what's going to happen to our relationship at work and just deal with us.

Chris: Ok, that's it.


Chris: Oh, I bet a cold beer feels real good right about now, huh?

John: It does.

Chris: I left my white flag at the cleaners. Would it be all right if I came in?

John: Sure.

Chris: John, I'd like to talk to you about what happened the other night.

John: Ok. Talk.

[Phone rings]

Sharlene: Ok, all right. I'll see you later, Jason!


Sharlene: All right! I'm coming, I'm coming, Iím coming. Hello? Hello? Ooh, I hate that.

Sharlene: Josie? Josie?

Sharlene: Call her. Just give her -- I don't care if she doesn't like it.

[Phone rings]

Sam: Hello?

Sharlene: Hi, Sam?

Sam: Yeah. Who's this?

Sharlene: This is Josieís mother, Sharlene Watts.

Sam: Oh, hi. How you doing?

Sharlene: I'm fine, thank you. I'm sorry to bother you, but I haven't heard from Josie yet.

Sam: Well, neither have I.

Sharlene: What, she isn't there?

Sam: No, I haven't seen her since the christening party yesterday.

Sharlene: Yesterday?

Sam: Yeah, is something wrong?

Sharlene: No -- yeah, excuse me, I think I must have misunderstood. I thought that she was going to be staying there overnight.

Sam: No, ma'am.

Sharlene: Oh, no.

Sam: Look, I'm sure she's ok.

Sharlene: No, I -- Sam, thank you very much.

[Car drives off]

Sharlene: Jason! Jason! Come back here!

Matt: You ok?

Josie: Yeah. I promise I'm going to stop crying. If I don't, I'm going to flood this whole place.

Matt: It's all right. There's nothing wrong with crying.

Josie: I don't mean to be so much trouble.

Matt: You're no trouble. You helped save the day with Kevin.

Josie: Matt, I was so scared. I thought he was going to hurt me.

Matt: It's ok. All right. It's over. It's over.

Josie: No, it isn't.

Matt: Josie, what are you talking about?

Josie: It's never going to be over!

Matt: Josie, this is more than Kevin. What -- what happened to you?

[Organ plays]

Cass: Excuse us.

Nicole: Excuse me. Pardon me. Is that right?

Cass: Yeah. Excuse us -- I think you're in my seat.

Man: There's room there.

Cass: No, I don't think you understand. My seat is underneath you, and we're waiting for a couple of friends, so if you don't mind --

Man: Yeah, well, I do mind, so why don't you just shut up and watch the game.

Cass: Listen, pal, if you won't get your tail out of my chair --

Nicole: Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, guys. Cass, Cass, hold on. Hey, you just sit there until our guests arrive, ok? Come on.

Cass: You lucked out this time, pal!

Man: Yeah, yeah.

Cass: Yeah, yeah.

Nicole: Cass, look, I told you we should have left earlier. It's the second inning already.

Cass: What a mob scene.

Nicole: I'm so excited. This is the first game Iíve been to all year.

Cass: Oh, yeah?

Nicole: Yeah, I love baseball.

Cass: Yeah?

Nicole: Yeah. Did I ever tell you that when I was a kid I played on a peewee league team?

Cass: No. No kidding?

Nicole: Yeah, until my father found out. Two weeks later I was in a French boarding school. All right! Come on, Carlton! That's right, go for two! Go for two! Yeah, that a boy! All right! Whoo! Aren't you glad I brought you to this game?

Cass: Ecstatic. Really ecstatic. Although I still maintain that the track is a little more challenging. You know, we can still make the fifth race if we left right now.

Nicole: Yeah, Cass, though Comiskey Park is one of the oldest major league stadiums in the country.

Cass: Oh, is that where we are? Comiskey Park?

Nicole: Yeah. You know, and this might be the last year that the White Sox get to play here, unless there's a breakthrough before the expansion talks in October. So shut up and watch the game, ok?

Cass: Oh --

Nicole: We're in a beautiful, historic place. Whoo! All right, all right! Woo-hoo! Yeah! Ha-ha, 1-0, baby!

Cass: All right, baby!

Nicole: Yeah.

Cass: What are the odds in this game, sir?

Man: Huh?

Cass: I got a 50 burning a hole in my pocket. I'll give you 3-1 on the Sox.

Nicole: Cass, that's illegal.

Cass: What? A friendly wager.

Nicole: Hey, I won't have it. It's a disgrace to the game.

Cass: Just trying to make things a little interesting.

Nicole: What?

Strike three?

Strike three? What, did you leave your glasses at home, ump, huh? You gone blind out there? Oh, what is that? Did you see that?

Cass: Yeah, he was robbed!

Nicole: Yeah.

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Oh, well. That ended this inning.

Cass: Oh.

Nicole: Uh-oh.

Cass: What?

Nicole: Mattingly leads off top of the third.

Cass: Matting who?

Nicole: Mattingly. Why don't we get some hotdogs, huh?

Cass: I don't see any vendor around.

Nicole: Hmm. Boy, I love this team. They can't move to Florida.

Cass: Florida?

Nicole: Yeah, that's where they might go. It's sacrilegious.

Cass: Yeah, it sure is.

Vendor: Popcorn, peanuts, pretzels! Beer here!

Nicole: Hey, I hear the hotdog guy. All right.

Cass: Some guy.

Vendor: Peanuts, popcorn, pretzels!

Cass: Hey, hey!

Felicia: Hey! Here we are!

Cass: All right, we're going to have some fun now.

Felicia: Here, take one.

Cass: Here.

Felicia: Wow! All right, you turkeys! Let's get a couple of touchdowns! What? What did I say?

Mitch: Just --

Felicia: What?

Mitch: Just sit.

Chris: You're not going to make this any easier on me, are you?

John: There's no big deal, Chris. Forget it.

Chris: I can't forget it, John. Not if Iím going to show up for work every day and see this look of rejection all over that face of yours.

John: I told you last night, I understand.

Chris: So why are you acting as if I'm contagious?

John: I'm not, Iím not. When you're not ready, you're just not ready, so --

Chris: I said I wasn't ready to sleep with you.

John: Yeah. Yeah, I know. Listen, we don't have to go through all that again.

Chris: Oh, John. I know at work I act tough. It's a defense. I have to pretend like I can handle everything. Truth is, some things are harder for me.

John: Yeah, well, maybe you just ought to work on your -- curbing your looks.

Chris: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to send out mixed messages.

John: I like you so much.

Chris: Thanks, Hudson.

John: You wouldn't want a beer, would you?

Chris: Oh -- hey, why don't I skip the beer and go home and freshen up and maybe come back? You know, with a little practice, we might work this out. We could try this dating thing again.

John: You think so?

Chris: Yeah, I think.

John: All right, well, that sounds like a plan. We could order some food. Is that what --?

Chris: Oh, no, no, no. Dinner's on me this time. I'll -- I don't know, I'll think of something. I'll see you in a couple of hours, ok?

John: Ok.

Chris: Ok.

John: Ok.

[John laughs]

Chris: Ok.

John: Ok.

John: Ok.

Sam: Josie's mom sounded really worried about her.

Amanda: Well, yeah. I mean, I can't blame her if Josie didn't come home all night.

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: The storm did get kind of bad, too. Well, at least it cooled this place down.

Sam: Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure we'll worry about Alli when she's a teenager.

Amanda: Oh, no.

Sam: What?

Amanda: An overprotective father. Alli has no idea what she's in for.

Sam: Come on! Josie should have told her mom where she was going. Turned out pretty good, didn't it?

Amanda: Sam, my eyes are half-closed.

Sam: Come on, it's a great candid shot.

Amanda: I hate candids.

Sam: Well, fine. Then give it back.

Amanda: No! Don't!

Sam: Give me -- don't rip the picture! I got to paint from that.

Amanda: The least you could have done is warned me.

Sam: It's more fun when I catch you by surprise. Besides, you couldn't take a bad picture even if you tried.

Amanda: I was waiting for you to ask me to pose for you.

Sam: Oh, really?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: I figured I was almost down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I was bloated for nine months. I didn't see you rushing off to sketch me then.

Sam: Now, that is not true. Come on. You were never more beautiful than when you were carrying Alli. Besides, I wasn't exactly in top form then, either.

Amanda: I don't want to think about that.

Sam: Amanda, that time made us stronger people and it also brought us closer together, all right?

Amanda: I can't imagine being closer to you.

Sam: Oh, yeah? You know something?

Amanda: Hmm?

Sam: Now that our life is turning out so well, I think Iím going to start another series. I think I'll call it "Amanda au naturel." What do you think?

Amanda: Ok.

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: I'll do it.

Sam: Yeah?

Amanda: On one condition.

Sam: What's that?

Amanda: You have to paint in the buff.

Sam: Deal. Oh, no, I got to get out of here.

Amanda: Your painting class.

Sam: Yep.

Amanda: I'll miss you.

Sam: I won't be late, I promise.

Amanda: Should I get out the bearskin rug?

[Knock on door]

Sam: You keep your clothes on till I get home. Hey, guys.

Rachel: Hi.

Amanda: Hi.

Rachel: I'm sorry we had to drop by without calling first, but we have to talk to you.

Sam: Oh, that's ok. Come on in, make yourself at home. I've got to go to my class. Guys, thank you for having the party for Alli yesterday. It was great.

Mac: It was our pleasure, Sam.

Sam: See you-all later.

Amanda: So, what's up?

Matt: Josie --

Josie: Look, can we just sit here and wait for my mom, please?

Matt: Did Kevin say something --

Josie: No, no, it's nothing!

Matt: Something like this has happened to you before. Did someone hurt you?

Josie: Drop it, ok? Just drop it.

Matt: That's why you didn't want to go to the clinic with us. Josie, you can tell me about it.

Josie: There's nothing to talk about, ok? I was in a clinic once. I had an accident.

Matt: Was it bad?

Josie: It was just a clinic, all right?

Matt: I'm sorry.

Josie: No, I'm sorry. It's me. I'm sorry.

Matt: It's all right.

Josie: I just -- I felt so helpless.

Matt: It's all right. It's all right. I didn't want you to go through with this. You were just trying to help, and this whole thing -- it shouldn't have happened.

Josie: Kevin was out of control. He didn't know what he was doing.

Matt: Josie, I am so worried about him.

Josie: You were great with him.

Matt: I had some help.

Josie: Like I said before, we make a pretty good team.

Matt: Yes, we do.

Josie: Uh, I wonder where my mom is. I'm so worried about her.

Matt: How about if we walk down to the main road? We can see if she's there, if she's coming.

Josie: Ok.

Sharlene: What am I going to do? You're going to keep busy is what you're going to do. I've been through this before. This is not the right color.

Sharlene: I spend my days waiting. Wait, wait, wait, Josie, Josie.

[Phone rings]

Sharlene: Hello? No. No, I'm not working tonight, and I really can't talk right now. I need to keep the line clear in case my -- that's my daughter. What? No, wait, wait -- Jamie called? What accident? Oh, my God, what -- ok, ok, ok. I know. All right -- down the old mill road. Ok -- what, 35 miles? 35 miles, Old Mill road. I've got it. Thank you. I've got it. Old Mill road.

Cass: I think there's one empty seat left in the last row of the upper deck.

Man: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Next time for you, pal.

Cass: It's a date.

Felicia: Well, you know, this is a delightful night for a game. It's certainly a change of pace for all of us.

Cass: No! Don't sit down.

Felicia: What? What?

Cass: Just wait a second.

Felicia: Oh, oh --

Cass: There you go.

Felicia: Ah, thank you.

Nicole: Hey, Iím glad you guys could make it.

Felicia: Yes, me, too. I love baseball. Don't I, darling? I love it.

Mitch: Yeah, she loves it. She adores it.

Felicia: Yes, yes, oh, yes.

Nicole: Come on, out there! Looking up!

Felicia: I -- he couldn't see. Well, now -- darling, what does that man do right down there on that mound of dirt?

Mitch: That man is the pitcher. He throws the ball to the batter, the guy that tries to hit the ball.

Felicia: Right, of course. Is that an important job?

Nicole: Hey, Mitch, I know you're a Cubs fan, but I can't go to Wrigley field. The Sox are the only team in town.

Mitch: No, no, no way. I'll tell you what, it's Yankees all the way today.

Felicia: Oh, Mickey Mantle is a Yankee, right?

Nicole: Hey, you're a traitor! Did you know that they even caved in and put lights up?

Felicia: No, they don't have lights?

Nicole: Well, they do now.

Felicia: Really? No night games.

Mitch: No, they play during the daytime.

Felicia: Oh. Well, you know, it's funny because the track always has races at night, don't they, Cass?

Mitch: Let's go! Come on! Strike him out!

Nicole: Hit it out of here!

Felicia: That's the loudest I have ever heard him.

Nicole: Hit it out of here! Come on, you can do it!

Mitch: Let's go! Strike him out!

Cass: It's amazing what a little competitive sport will do for some people.

Felicia: Really!

Nicole: Come on, come on!

Felicia: I'm going to catch a ball tonight. I want one for a souvenir.

Cass: Oh, ok.

Mitch: Oh, Nicole, by the way -- for the tickets, thank you. They're great.

Nicole: I know. Hey, right over there -- that's the celebrity box.

Cass: Where?

Nicole: Right there.

Mitch: Is that -- um --

Nicole: Whoo!

Felicia: Yes!

Nicole: All right, come on!

Felicia: Yes, that's Phil!

Mitch: Hey, let's go!

Felicia: That rat! He didn't tell me he was coming to Chicago. Get up, Mitch. Let's go say something to him.

Mitch: Wait, wait --

Felicia: Come on, let's go say something. Yes, yes, yes. Let's go. Come on, come on. Phil, yoo-hoo, it's Felicia! Phil? Get up, honey, get up. We'll be right back. Come on. Phil! Yoo-hoo, it's Felicia! Hi!

Cass: Felicia's going to end up getting more press than the game.

Nicole: Oh, man, I can't believe the Sox tonight. They're usually psyched when the Yankees come to town.

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: Pitching, you know? They need pitching. I should really write to the owners about that.

Cass: Yeah. Nicole --

Nicole: I mean, now, they could field, you know, with four Pete roses, but they got to have pitching or they're never going to make it.

Cass: Yeah, Nicole, this may not be the appropriate time, but I just found out about this myself today.

Nicole: Mm-hmm.

Cass: Uh -- so when I came home, you were in such a rush to get here to Comiskey Park that I didn't have a chance to talk to you about it.

Nicole: Oh -- no! Oh, no! These guys -- come on, guys!

Cass: I'm leaving for the Persian Gulf on business for Michael.

Nicole: Come on out there!

Cass: Nicole, I'm leaving on business for the Persian Gulf for Michael. Nicole?

Nicole: I know, I know. I heard you.

Cass: Well?

Nicole: Cass, look, if you want to get my attention, all you have to do is say so. You don't have to make up something that ridiculous. You are going to the Persian Gulf on business for Michael?

Cass: What do you think?

Nicole: No.

Cass: "No," what?

Nicole: No, you're not.

Cass: Oh, could you be a little clearer?

Nicole: Over my dead body.

Sharlene: John? John, are you in there?

John: Hi, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Oh, thank goodness you're home. John, I didn't know where else to go. Jason's not home and I --

John: Whoa, slow down, slow down. What's wrong?

Sharlene: I got a message from Jamie. Josie's been in a car accident.

John: Is she hurt?

Sharlene: I don't think so. But apparently, she was on her way to a clinic. I mean, I thought she was at Sam and Amandaís, and I can't imagine what's --

John: Where is she now?

Sharlene: All I do know is that she is 35 miles down the Old Mill road. Now, I don't know if I can remember how to get there. It's dark, I don't have my car.

John: Sharlene, come on, she's going to be all right.

Sharlene: Would you just come with me, please? John: Sure, come on. We'll take my truck.

Sharlene: Thank you.

Cass: Nicole --

Nicole: Cass, how can you even consider a trip to the Persian Gulf now? Don't you even listen to the news?

Cass: Yes, I do.

Nicole: I can't believe you'd throw yourself right in the middle of it.

Cass: Michael is having some serious business problems, and it could be related to the Cory takeover. I have to help.

Nicole: Well, help from the office, not from a war zone.

Cass: I'll be all right.

Nicole: Famous last words.

Cass: Nicole, I want to go.

Nicole: I don't believe you. You know, we're finally --


Nicole: And happy about wanting to get married, and you want to take off halfway around the world and risk losing everything?

Cass: It's just a week, maybe two at the most.

Nicole: After all we've been through, after what it's taken for us to be together, I don't want to lose you now.

Cass: You're not going to lose me now.

Nicole: Please don't go.

Felicia: Hey, you two lovebirds, cut it out.

Cass: Oh, sorry.

Felicia: Well, it wasn't Phil. I'm so embarrassed. You know, it was the way he was holding that hotdog. It looked like a microphone. Oh, well.

Mitch: Does anybody want something to eat?

Felicia: Good idea.

Mitch: Maybe some peanuts?

Nicole: Yeah, me. I do.

Cass: Uh, how about some pretzels and some beer here while you're at it?

Mitch: Ok, some hotdogs and beer and pretzels -- anybody want to give me a hand?

Felicia: Oh.

Nicole: Yeah, I'll help you with it.

Felicia: Good. Don't be gone long, you two. You don't want to miss the next round.

Mitch and Nicole: Inning.

Felicia: Inning. Whatever.


Cass: What? What? What?

Felicia: Why is that guy throwing himself in the dirt like that?

Cass: I think he's stealing.

Felicia: Stealing what?

Cass: The base.

Felicia: The base? Why? If he takes it away, how do they play the game? Uh-huh.

Cass: Hmm.

Cass and Felicia: What are we doing at a baseball game?

Amanda: Alli's still sleeping. I can wake her up if you want to say hello.

Mac: Coffee isn't really necessary, Amanda.

Amanda: Of course it's necessary. We have to have one of those special family times that they always have on TV. Isn't that awful? Sam caught me completely off-guard. I hate when he does that. I want to thank the two of you for the christening. It was so great.

Rachel: Sweetheart --

Mac: It was a perfect ceremony, but we want to talk about something else to you.

Amanda: What, did something happen? What's in the envelope?

Mac: That's why we're here. These are photographs, Amanda.

Amanda: Photographs? Of the christening? Oh, did you take them to some express place? How'd you get them so soon?

Mac: Amanda, it's not what you think.

Amanda: They're not pictures of Alexandra?

Mac: Amanda, I don't know how to tell you this --

Rachel: But we know that you're innocent of all of this.

Amanda: Innocent of what?

Mac: The takeover attempt first turned ugly when Marsten lured Sam into signing that contract.

Amanda: I know, but that's all over now. Marsten gave Sam his contract back.

Rachel: No, it's not over. It's become more personal.

Mac: Marsten has orchestrated a setup to blackmail me, Amanda, and frankly, I don't know any way around it.

Amanda: I don't understand.

Mac: Well, the pictures in this envelope -- they're pictures of you.

Amanda: Me?

Mac: They're compromising pictures of you with Drew Marsten, Amanda.

Amanda: That's impossible!

Rachel: We wanted to discuss this with you before the press got a hold of this.

Amanda: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Mac: Amanda --

Amanda: These make me look like -- you don't believe these, do you?

Mac: No, of course we don't.

Amanda: You know I would never do anything to hurt you.

Mac: We know that it's a setup, Amanda.

Amanda: He attacked me, but I had no idea --

Rachel: He didn't hurt you, did he?

Amanda: No, I'm fine. Daddy, he would -- nobody is going to believe these -- nobody!

Mac: Yes, the press will.

Amanda: It's a lie!

Mac: But, darling, they have no way of knowing that.

Rachel: Marsten has a bracelet of yours, Amanda. He also has a letter -- a forged letter -- in your handwriting.

Amanda: He has a bracelet? From the day that he came into this apartment. How could I be so stupid?

Mac: No, it is not your fault, Amanda.

Amanda: All I wanted to do was help Sam and you.

Mac: I know, sweetheart.

Rachel: We know that.

Amanda: What's going to happen now?

Mac: I'm going to allow Bennett Publishing to go ahead with a friendly takeover of Cory.

Amanda: No! Daddy, you can't!

Felicia: Cass?

Cass: Mm-hmm?

Felicia: Why do all the guys touch their --

Cass: For good luck, honey.

Felicia: Oh, yeah, of course. "Good luck."

Cass: Boy, Mitch and Nicole are really into this game, aren't they?

Felicia: They seem to be. I guess we're going to have to learn to like it. I mean, we are marrying them.

Cass: Maybe while they're watching games, we can sneak off to the track.

Felicia: Really?

Cass: Yeah, really. Please.

Felicia: You know, at this time next year, we're going to be old, married folk.

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: That is if we can pin you down for a date.

Cass: Well, I mean, there's no real rush, is there?

Felicia: No?

Cass: No, I believe in long engagements.

Felicia: Ah, yeah.

Cass: No, the next thing you know, we'll be cooking pot roasts and mowing lawns. There's no rush.

Felicia: You really think we're going to do that?

[Organ plays]

Cass: Nah, not us.

Felicia: No, not us.

Cass: No. Catchy tune.

Felicia: Yeah. Boy, if Wally could only see us now.

Cass: Oh, believe me, he's getting a big laugh out of this.

Felicia: You think so, huh?

Cass: Definitely. I'll be he has money on this game, too.

Felicia: Yeah, he probably does. Do you?

Cass: I'm working on it.

Nicole: Hey!

Mitch: Let's go, Yankees!

Cass: It's about time.

Felicia: Oh, hi.

Cass: Hey, watch the beer!

Nicole: You got it?

Felicia: I got it.

Cass: That's my beer here.

Mitch: It's rough out there.

Nicole: Look, got you a present.

Felicia: Thank you.

Cass: Thanks a lot.

Nicole: Yeah.

Cass: Great.

Felicia: What's this?

Mitch: Nicole convinced me to get this hat because if you wear a Cubís hat --

Felicia: Right.

Mitch: You will start a small riot.

Cass: Oh, great. Nicole can be very persuasive.

Nicole: Yeah, I know. I told Mitch he could root for whoever he liked, as long as he was wearing a White Sox cap.

Mitch: There you go. She is a fanatic, you know. You better be careful, Cass.

Nicole: So, you guys, what's the score?

Cass and Felicia: Um --

Cass: I --

Felicia: We're not sure. I don't think they announced it, did they?

Cass: No, I don't think so.

Felicia: No.

Nicole: You didn't pay attention while we were gone, did you?

Cass: Oh, no, we did.

Felicia: No, uh --

Cass: Nothing happened.

Felicia: No, they rolled around in the dirt a little bit.

Cass: Fly outs and some strikeouts and steals.

Nicole: You guys, you're in luck. Look.

Cass: What?

Nicole: The scoreboard -- it hasn't changed.

Felicia: Oh.

Cass: Oh, good.

Felicia: Oh, yeah. Nicole, honey, how many home runs do you need to win the game? What?

Cass: Oh, please, please.

Felicia: What? There's such a thing as home runs.

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: Well?

Josie: Oh, it's so deserted out here.

Matt: Except for my car that's all over the entire highway. All over the grass, all over the side --

Josie: I hope my mom's ok.

Matt: I'm sure she is. We just have to sit tight.

Josie: It's cold.

Matt: I could build a fire.

Josie: Oh, no, no. I mean, my mom should be here soon.

Matt: We've got matches, plenty of wood.

Josie: I'll just use one of the blankets.

Matt: Oh, ok, wait a minute. I'll clear this off a little bit. Place is a mess.

Josie: You're such a gentleman. Thank you.

Matt: There you go. There you go.

Josie: That's better.

Matt: Is that better?

Josie: Yeah. You must be cold, too. Why don't you come under?

Matt: All right. That helps.

Josie: Maybe my mom never got the message.

Matt: Oh, well, if she didn't, Jamie will figure it out and he'll come pick us up. Don't worry.

Josie: Do you think we'll have to spend the night again?

Matt: I don't know. We'll have to see. You still cold?

Josie: A little.

Matt: Here, wait, let me Ė

Sharlene: Josie? Jos-- Josie?

All: It's one, two, three strikes you're out at the old ballgame


Mitch: Yeah!

Felicia: Did they stop playing because we were singing too loud?

Nicole: No, it's the seventh inning stretch.

Felicia: Oh, I don't suppose a limo comes out. What?

Mitch: You do this and you do that --

Felicia: Oh, that kind of stretch.

Mitch: You go like this --

Felicia: Oh, Cass, this is good. Get up, try it.

Cass: No, no, I don't need to stretch.

Nicole: Oh, come on, stretch.

Cass: I'm fine.

Felicia: Come on, like this. Oh --

Cass: Oh, oh --

Felicia: Oh, yeah!

Nicole: I told you we'd come back. We're going to get those Yankee bums now, Blake!

Mitch: No problem, two innings.

Felicia: Only two more innings.

Cass: Yeah.

Felicia: I was afraid it was halftime.

Cass: Oh, whoa.

Mitch: Charge! Yeah!

Felicia: What are they doing?

Cass: I think that's the wave.

Felicia: Well, what are they waving at?

Cass: Honey, they're not waving at anything. It's something that people do at games.

Felicia: You know what? This game is too confusing. I don't like it.


Felicia and Cass: Yay!

Felicia: All right, we're new at this. I'm sorry.

Nicole: Uh-oh, look out, look out! Jack Clarkís up.

Mitch: Let's go, Jack, baby! Come on!

Nicole: No, no, no!


Felicia: I got it! I got it!

Cass: I don't believe it! You caught it!

Felicia: I caught it. Oh, dear. Here.

Boy: Thank you.

Felicia: You're welcome.

Cass: You're a nice person.

Mitch: Very sweet.

Felicia: Thank you. I think I broke a nail.

Josie: Mama! Oh, mama!

Sharlene: Are you all right?

Matt: All right? We are so glad to see you. We were getting worried.

Sharlene: Really?

John: Those roads are impossible.

Josie: I'm so glad you're here. I couldn't call you, and I knew you were going to worry.

Sharlene: Were you here all night?

Josie: Well, yeah, but Matthew really took care of us.

Matt: You should be really proud of her. She was great.

Sharlene: What went on here?

Josie: We took -- we were taking Kevin to the clinic.

Sharlene: I know that. Why were you there?

Josie: He was in bad shape, mama.

Sharlene: You haven't answered my question.

Josie: He needed help for his drug problem, and, well, we got in a little accident on the way.

Sharlene: So you were driving.

Matt: Yeah, the storm was really bad.

John: Listen, those roads out there are bad on a good day.

Matt: Yeah, especially with lightning cracking in your face.

Sharlene: So, you spent the night here with Matthew and some strung-out drug addict!

John: Come on, Sharlene.

Josie: Mama, he needed us!

Matt: No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought your daughter along, but I was afraid to do it by myself, ok?

Sharlene: So where is Kevin now?

Josie: He's at the clinic. Jamie and Lisa came and got him and -- well, Matthew stayed with me because he was worried about what happened to me.

Sharlene: What happened? What else besides the accident happened?

Matt: We had to get to someplace safe. Kevin was going through withdrawal. Now, he wasn't himself, and he got a little out of hand.

Sharlene: What did he do?

Josie: Well, he was scared and desperate.

Sharlene: Did he hurt you? My God, Josie, what did he do to you?

Rachel: We just don't see any way of fighting this, Amanda.

Mac: If it's even suspected that you gave insider information to Drew, the price of the stock will fall so much, they'll take the company away from me anyway.

Amanda: Daddy, you can't just give up like that. I don't care what the papers say.

Mac: Darling, this is only the beginning. Marsten and Bennett Publishing won't stop at this.

Rachel: We're afraid of what they're going to do next.

Amanda: Well, I'm not afraid. I can take care of myself.

Rachel: And what about Alli? And what about the rest of this family? We're all at risk here. Obviously, Drew and his people don't care who they hurt.

Amanda: Well, he can't hurt me. He already tried. That's what these pictures are supposed to show. I can't believe I fell for this. He told me to go over there and that he would give me Samís contract.

Rachel: Why didn't you come to us?

Amanda: Because I thought I could handle it. I didn't even tell Sam because of the bad blood between Marsten and him.

Mac: Then Sam doesn't know what went on between you and Marsten?

Amanda: No, he can't.

Mac: Well, he will if the papers get a hold of these pictures.

Amanda: He'll go crazy!

Rachel: Honey, he's got to find out. Whether or not the press finds out, you have to tell him.

Amanda: He'll rip him apart.

Mac: I can keep Marsten from giving these photographs to the media, but you must tell Sam.

Amanda: I don't think I can do that.

Mac: Well, I don't see how you can keep it from him. He'll find out someday, probably from the wrong person.

Amanda: Marsten can't do this. I won't let him.

Felicia: That it?

Mitch: Yeah, it's over.

Felicia: Did you have fun?

Mitch: Yes, I had fun. Did you like it?

Felicia: Yeah. This was wonderful, Nicole, really. It was wonderful, wasn't it?

Nicole: Yeah, it was great. I can't believe they blew a four-run lead in the top of the ninth.

Mitch: I told you, Yankees all the way.

Nicole: Yeah, right.

Felicia: So what do we do next? Do we go to the wrap party with the team?

Mitch: I don't think so. I don't think we're -- well, they just don't have wrap parties.

Felicia: You sure? I mean, they're not drinking champagne and toasting each other in that basement they live in?

Mitch: Clubhouse.

Felicia: Exactly.

Nicole: Hey, as soon as Cass gets back, we should probably get going.

Felicia: You see? She wants to go. We don't want to be late to the party.

Mitch: Honey, there's no party.

Felicia: Are you certain?

Mitch: Sure, I'm certain.

Felicia: Well, that's certainly not very friendly of them.

Mitch: I know, I know.

Nicole: Where is he, huh?

Mitch: Look, why don't we just --

Cass: Hey!

Nicole: Hey, Cass.

Felicia: Hi.

Cass: Hi.

Nicole: Hey, did you have a good time?

Cass: Actually, I did.

Nicole: What is that?

Cass: It's money.

Nicole: Oh, yeah? Where did you get it?

Cass: Now, don't be mad.

Felicia: How much did you take it?

Cass: 275.

Felicia: Really?

Nicole: Cass!

Cass: What?

Nicole: I thought I asked you not to do that.

Cass: Oh, come on, Nicole. It's just a very friendly little wager, and there was no harm done.

Nicole: Oh yeah? Who did you bet?

Cass: One of the guys in the press box. We're old friends.

Nicole: You took an old friend for 275 bucks?

Cass: Of course. We shook on it.

Felicia: You know, I think we should do this kind of thing more often.

Nicole: Don't you have any self-control, Cass?

Cass: You know I don't. That's why you love me.

Nicole: Hey --

Cass: What?

Nicole: You bet against my team.

Cass: I'm sorry. Come on, forgive me.

Nicole: No.

Cass: Please?

Nicole: No!

Felicia: Oh, Nicole, come on. Give him a break.

Nicole: Well, then again, he could take us all out to dinner.

Felicia: Oh!

Mitch: That's a good idea. Here we go. Now we're talking.

Cass: Oh, yeah?

Felicia: Yes, I think somewhere very expensive, and we could have a wonderful meal.

Cass: Really? Actually, I'm not very hungry after all that beer and popcorn and pretzels.

Felicia: I bet.

Nicole: Give me that cash! Come on.

Cass: No, no.

Felicia: You know, he's very ticklish. Did you know that?

Cass: Oh, no. No, no, no.

Nicole: Yes, I did.

Cass: No, no! No, no, no! Mitch, don't let these women do this to me! Mitch! No, no!

Nicole: Get it!

Felicia: I got it!

Cass: No! No! That wasn't fair.

Nicole: Aw, life's not fair. Put on your thinking cap. Let's see -- what is the most expensive restaurant around?

Felicia: I'm sure I could come up with something.

Cass: Yes, Iím sure you can.

Felicia: Come on, boys.

Mitch: Tough luck.

Cass: Yeah, thanks a lot, pal.

Chris: John, I'm back! Yoo-hoo! I have got two of the most beautiful steaks. Mmm. What is this? Hudson, this is a great idea with the wine. Hey, are you taking a shower? John? What -- I don't believe this. You --

[Chris growls]

Josie: Mama, I'm fine. Honest, I'm fine.

Matt: Listen, it all worked out.

Sharlene: Worked out? How many times in the last 24 hours did you put my daughter's life in jeopardy?

John: Sharlene, listen, considering everything these kids have been through tonight, I think Matthew did everything he could to help Josie.

Josie: He did, mama.

Sharlene: We will talk about this when we get home. Get your things. Let's go. Now, Josie. Right now.

Josie: I'll be there in a minute, mama.

Josie: Must have fallen off last night.

Matt: It's very pretty.

Josie: Thanks for everything, Matt.

Matt: Thank you.

Sharlene: Josie? Let's go!

Matt: Great timing.

Josie: Got it.

Amanda: Drew Marsten? This is Amanda Fowler. No, I'm not having a very pleasant evening. I have to see you tomorrow. It's very important. Well, you'll just have to make time.

Sam: Honey, Iím home. Your parents leave?

Amanda: Yeah, they left just a little while ago.

Sam: With all we had going on today, I forgot to pick up the mail. Boy, did we get a bunch.

Amanda: Yeah.

Sam: Hey, this one looks like it's got some pictures in it. Were you expecting some?

Amanda: Yeah, as a matter of fact, I was. It's kind of a surprise.

Sam: Come on, let me see. Let me see.

Amanda: Sam, stop it!

Sam: Come on, let me see. Hey, those are the pictures of Alli. Wow, beautiful.

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