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Another World Transcript Monday 8/9/04

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[Doorbell rings]

Lisa: Jamie.

Jamie: Sorry. I know it's early.

Lisa: No, it's ok. Come on in.

Jamie: Ok.

Lisa: Do you want some coffee?

Jamie: No, no, I couldn't touch another drop. I've already had six cups.

Lisa: I know. I've been up since 5:00.

Jamie: Yeah, I noticed you're already dressed.

Lisa: Oh, that's not all. The glasses are cleaned, the drawers are straightened, I cleaned the crumbs out of the toaster.

Jamie: I alphabetized my socks.

Lisa: Well, at least we're keeping busy.

Jamie: Even if we're not sleeping. You have to take better care of yourself. You've got that line that you get when you're tired or worried about something.

Lisa: What line?

Jamie: Well, it's just a little line, right about there. I miss taking care of you.

Lisa: Jamie.

Michael: Oh-ho. Oh-ho!

Donna: Oh, I was wondering where you were.

Michael: Oh. Well, I was out running. I thought I'd start running again.

Donna: Really? Why?

Michael: Yeah. Oh, I don't know, just to kind of get myself in shape. Gives me time to, you know, slow down, think.

Donna: Oh, about what?

Michael: Oh, is that juice?

Donna: Yes, grapefruit juice. Want some?

Michael: Oh, thank you very much.

Donna: You know, I think I like you in running clothes. In fact, you look pretty terrific.

Michael: You don't look so bad in that little house smock yourself.

Donna: Oh, yeah? Well, you know, Mikey is out for a walk with Bridget.

Michael: Does that mean we have the house to ourselves, dear?

Donna: Mm-hmm. And that means we can go upstairs and we could talk about what you were thinking about while you were running.

Michael: I was thinking about you.

Donna: No. No, you werenít. But now that you've done all your running and you've calmed down, we can talk.

Michael: About what? What are you getting at?

Donna: I know you have been worried about this Drew Marsten thing and Macís arrest, but I just want to know why you've been so worried.

Michael: Donna, I told you I didn't want to talk about this.

Donna: Look, I can help!

Michael: Enough, all right? Enough.

Rick: Thank you for coming in so early, Mr. Grey.

Mr. Grey: Well, I've never been called in for questioning before.

Rick: Please, sit down.

Courtney: Could I get you some coffee or something?

Mr. Grey: Thanks. Just milk.

Courtney: Oh, ok.

Rick: Mr. Grey, how long have you been on the Cory Publishing board of directors?

Mr. Grey: 15 years.

Rick: 15?

Courtney: Here you go.

Mr. Grey: Oh, thanks.

Courtney: Then you must know Mac Cory pretty well, then?

Mr. Grey: I think I do.

Courtney: How do you feel about him?

Mr. Grey: I think Mac Cory is one of the finest men I've ever known.

Courtney: Hmm.

Rick: This takeover thing -- anything like that ever happen before?

Mr. Grey: At Cory? No. It's always been very, very stable.

Rick: Uh-huh. So this must be a pretty rough time for everyone over there. Everyone under a lot of stress?

Mr. Grey: You could say that.

Rick: Uh-huh. How did this stress show on Mac Cory?

Mr. Grey: Well, he was -- he was angry, of course, understandably so. He built that company.

Rick: How angry?

Mr. Grey: Excuse me?

Rick: Well, how angry was he, and at who?

Mr. Grey: Well, at Drew Marsten, of course. Marsten was handling the takeover.

Rick: Tell me about that last meeting -- you know, the one where Cory was supposed to hand over the company and Marsten never showed up? How did Mac Cory react to that?

Mr. Grey: Well, he was furious. Understandably furious.

Rick: What did he say?

Mr. Grey: He said that -- that Marstenís behavior was incredibly arrogant, and -- um -- uh --

Rick: And what? Did Mac Cory make some kind of threat?

Mr. Grey: No, no, I wouldn't call it a threat exactly. It was kind of thing that you say when your back is against the wall. Besides, I don't remember the exact words.

Rick: Well, do the best you can, Mr. Grey.

Mr. Grey: You're going to make me say this, aren't you? He said -- he said he'd like to kill Marsten.

Mac: Hello, darling.

Rachel: Hello, darling. I decided I'd come in early and go over some of these resumes.

Mac: Any bright prospects?

Rachel: Well, they all have a sound background in finance.

Mac: Well, the right person will have to have much more than that. It'll have to be someone very strong, even contentious to help us fight off Bennett Publishing.

Rachel: Do you want to do the interview?

Mac: No. You'll know the right person. Besides, with all that's hanging over me, I just can't concentrate on business these days.

Rachel: Ok.

Mac: I did make some phone calls.

Rachel: To the photo labs?

Mac: Yep, but I didn't get anywhere.

Rachel: Nobody recognized the pictures of Amanda and Marsten?

Mac: No, and, of course, I had to be very careful about what I said.

Rachel: What are you doing?

Mac: What I should've done a long time ago.

Rachel: Mac --

Mac: Someone might claim that I was burning relevant evidence, but these photographs are not relevant to Marstenís disappearance. Now, then, no one will ever know what Marsten was going to claim that our daughter did.

Mac: Well, thank heavens for private washrooms, huh?

Rachel: I don't know if we did the right thing, Mac.

Mac: Well, it's done now.

Amanda: Hi.

Rachel: Hi.

Mac: Hello, darling. Oh, you look wonderful.

Amanda: Oh, thanks.

Mac: Sit down. Tell us what are darling granddaughter's been up to lately.

Rachel: Who's got her today?

Amanda: Oh, Samís working at home, so he's watching her. And guess what.

Rachel and Mac: What?

Amanda: This morning when I was changing her diaper, she giggled at me.

Mac: Oh.

Rachel: Oh, honey!

Amanda: It was a new giggle, too, there's no mistaking. I'm sorry. I guess maybe I shouldn't be talking so much about the baby.

Mac: Why not, for heaven's sake?

Amanda: Well, I just know that you have more serious things on your mind, that's all.

Mac: Amanda, when you come in that door smiling your beautiful smile, full of news about Alexandra, it helps me to remember that life can still be wonderfully normal in spite of all this stuff.

Amanda: It can be.

Mac: It will be. I know.

Amanda: Mom, here's the research that you asked me for.

Rachel: Already?

Amanda: Mm-hmm, typed it up last night.

Mac: What research is that?

Amanda: Information on all the top people at Bennett -- except for the chief. Nobody would talk about him.

Mac: How did you get that kind of information?

Amanda: Well, it was easy. I just called up and told them that I was doing an interview.

Mac: You mean they gave interviews to "Brava" knowing it was owned by Cory publishing?

Amanda: I kind of left out that part.

Mac: Ah.

Rachel: You said you were freelance?

Amanda: "Wall street journal."

Rachel: Oh!

Mac: Amanda, you know, I'm very proud of the work that you do, but I don't you should've chanced that.

Amanda: Well, daddy, it's the least that I can do. If it wasn't for my mistake, you wouldn't be in this mess you're in now.

Mac: Don't you worry about me. I'll be fine. And as for those pictures? No one will ever know about them.

Rick: Now, these statements you say that Mac Cory made about wanting to kill Marsten --

Mr. Grey: Now, just a minute. He didn't exactly say --

Rick: Oh, I know what he said. I have it written down right here. Were these statements typical of him?

Mr. Grey: No.

Rick: Well, you've seen Mac Cory hot under the collar before, right?

Mr. Grey: Yes.

Rick: Say somebody dents the fender on his brand-new car. Is he the type of guy who gets out of the car and says, "I could kill you for that, you --"

Mr. Grey: Definitely not.

Rick: Well, then why do you think he said something like that in front of all those witnesses, guys like yourself who have known him for years?

Mr. Grey: I told you, the continuous pressure of the takeover.

Rick: Are you sure that he wasn't pushed beyond his limits?

Mr. Grey: I don't know. I don't think so.

Rick: Are you sure that he didn't go from that boardroom to Marstenís place and do what he said he wanted to do?

Mr. Grey: No, absolutely not!

Rick: Well, how can you be so sure, Mr. Grey?

Mr. Grey: Because I know Mac Cory, and I don't know another person who respects a human life -- any human life -- the way he does! No, he would never kill anyone under any circumstances.

Rick: I see.

Mr. Grey: I don't know who told you what happened at that meeting, but they reported it entirely out of context.

Courtney: That will be all, Mr. Grey.

Mr. Grey: I think arresting a man like Mac Cory is unconscionable.

Courtney: Listen, thank you very much for your time. We really appreciate it.

Mr. Grey: Of course. Thank you for the coffee.

Courtney: Sure.

Courtney: He didn't say what you wanted him to say, did he?

Rick: Don't start with me.

Courtney: I know you want to make the D.A. happy, but if you don't give him enough to get an indictment --

Rick: I'll give him enough to get an indictment, all right?

Courtney: You'd better.

Rick: It's not just business.

Courtney: What?

Rick: Grey was right; Cory would never kill somebody because of what they did to his business. Something else had to be threatened.

Courtney: What are you going to do?

Rick: Going over Amanda Coryís statement.

Courtney: Oh, come on, Rick, not again.

Rick: There must be something I missed. It's got to be her.

Courtney: Marsten made a pass at her when she went after her husband's contract. Do you think Cory killed somebody because they came on to his kid?

Rick: Maybe! But there's got to be something more, and I'll bet whatever it is made Mac Cory made enough to commit murder.

Donna: Yes, Mr. Grey, please? He's not in? Oh. Look, I was supposed to make this call an hour ago, and my boss is going to be furious if Iím not able to get in touch with Mr. Grey. Do you know if he has a number where he can be reached? The police station? Oh, oh, I see. No. No. My boss will just have to understand if he had to go down to the police station to make a statement. Thank you.

Michael: Uh-oh.

Donna: What?

Michael: Phoning your lawyer, huh?

Donna: What?

Michael: Well, after the way I just stormed out of here, you're phoning your lawyer, you're going to walk out on me? Right, huh? No?

Donna: Are you kidding? I would never do that.

Michael: Donna, look, I'm -- Iím so sorry. I'm just really wired about this Marsten thing, and Mac is a good friend of mine and --

Donna: I know. I know.

Michael: It's just -- it's so silly they should try to pin this on Mac. I know Mac didn't kill Marsten.

Donna: I am sure he didn't, either. And I know Marsten had a lot of enemies.

Michael: Speaking of that, I got to go see Mac right now.

Donna: You know what I just figured out?

Michael: What?

Donna: Well, the night that Drew Marsten disappeared, we weren't together.

Michael: Yeah?

Donna: So for all you know, I could've killed him, hmm?

Michael: That's not funny.

Donna: All right, Iím sorry. I'm sorry. So, where were you?

Michael: Where was I when?

Donna: The night Marsten disappeared.

Michael: Donna, come on. I told you --

Donna: Michael, please!

Michael: Donna, I --

Donna: Please just tell me where you were.

Michael: I was at Maryís place, all right? I had a meeting.

Donna: Oh. Oh.

Michael: So now will you leave me alone? Will you stop driving me crazy?

Donna: Yes, yes, yes. I'm sorry.

Michael: Thank you very much.

Donna: I'm sorry. Go on to your meeting --

Michael: I will.

Donna: And I will see you later.

Michael: And relax. Would you please just relax?

Donna: I will. I will now.

Lisa: I feel like we haven't been together for years.

Jamie: I don't want to lose you, Lisa.

Lisa: Well, what are we going to do?

Jamie: Well, whatever it is, I want you with me.

Lisa: What about Vicky and the baby?

Jamie: Well, that's the reason I came to see you this morning. I want to see how you feel about something.

Lisa: What?

Jamie: Well, I am the father of the baby, and I have to accept that responsibility.

Lisa: I know.

Jamie: But I know how it feels to not know your own father, and I won't have that for my child.

Lisa: S-- so you're going to be with Vicky?

Jamie: No, I canít.

Lisa: You can't?

Jamie: Lisa, I love you. I want to spend my life with you.

Lisa: Then what --

Jamie: Lisa, listen, I'm going to tell you something that's going to sound kind of strange at first, but I want you to at least think about it.

Lisa: What is it?

Jamie: Well, I want us to get married and I want us to live in our new house just like we planned.

Lisa: Go on.

Jamie: I want to ask Vicky if we can adopt the baby.

Lisa: "We"?

Jamie: I'm asking you if you'll be the mother to my baby. Don't you love commercials where everyone shouts a lot?

Lisa: Are you serious?

Jamie: You don't want to do it.

Lisa: I don't know.

Jamie: Listen, I know it's a lot to think about, and I don't want to push you.

Lisa: Have you talked to Vicky about this?

Jamie: No, I haven't talked to Vicky.

Lisa: Well, what makes you think she's going to let us raise her child?

Jamie: Because she wants what's best for the child. And if she thinks about it, she'll realize that the most healthy thing for the baby is for him to have a mother and a father together who love him.

Lisa: Oh. I don't know about this.

Jamie: It's the best solution. If you want it, that is.

Lisa: I need some time.

Jamie: I can see that. I'll be at Macís office for a while if you want to talk to me some more about it.

Lisa: You know, this whole thing keeps getting more and more complicated every day.

Jamie: Yeah, I'm sorry to put you through this. It's not fair.

Lisa: No, it's not! It's not fair to any of us, especially your baby.

Liz: Yes, Mr. McConnell, I just want to let Mrs. Cory know that you're here.

Mr. McConnell: "Mrs. Cory"? I was told Iíd be meeting with Mr. Cory.

Liz: Mrs. Cory will be doing the interviewing.

Mr. McConnell: Because of the trouble with the takeover?

Liz: If you'll have a seat over there, I'll call you when Mrs. Cory is ready.

Man: Hi. Hi.

Liz: Oh, may I help you?

Man: Well, I think the deal is I can help you and this whole place.

Liz: I see. Who are you?

Man: Evan Bates.

Liz: I've never heard of you.

Evan: Well, you get me in to see Mrs. Cory and you will.

Liz: I beg your pardon?

Evan: Well, this is about the job, the financial specialist?

Liz: Did you sent a resume, Mr. Bates?

Evan: Oh, I hate messing around with things like that. I mean, I hate typing --

Liz: Mr. Bates, I am sorry, you will not get to see Mrs. Cory. All of these applicants were screened in advance on the basis of their r-e-s--

Evan: S-u-m-e. I know that. But this is who you picked? Those bunch of stiffs?

Liz: I'm sorry, but if you did not send a resume, then we certainly --

Rachel: Liz?

Liz: Yes, Rachel?

Rachel: I'm ready for the first applicant now.

Liz: Mr. McConnell?

Rachel: Mr. McConnell, I'm Rachel Cory.

Mr. McConnell: Mrs. Cory. I've been looking forward to interfacing with you.

[Evan snickers]

Rachel: Come in, Mr. McConnell. Sit down.

Evan: She didn't really buy that, did she? So that's Rachel Cory?

Amanda: Hi, Liz.

Evan: Oh, who's this?

Liz: Hi, dear.

Amanda: There are so many people here for that position.

Evan: Well, you won't get it.

Amanda: Excuse me?

Evan: Well, see, Iíve got the job, and, besides, you know, you really don't look like the financial type.

Amanda: Aunt Liz, do Mrs. Cory a favor -- keep this one out of her office.

Evan: Hey, you don't stand a chance, lady, ok, because Liz and I have a very special relationship, don't we?

Liz: Are you through?

Evan: Liz Matthews. That's such a pretty name. You don't mind if I call you Liz, do you? Hmm? I mean, I hate to put it to you this way, but you might as well give up. I've made up my mind.

Liz: We'll see.

Evan: Hmm. How you doing?

Mary: Sorry! I'm sorry, sorry, sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Ooh, you did it all yourself. I'm so sorry! My meeting went long!

Vince: Don't worry! Jake and Marley aren't back here yet, anyway. Here, taste.

Mary: What is it? What are you making? Ooh, it looks good. Mmm.

Vince: Is it all right?

Mary: Oh, mmm, mmm, mmm. That is the best gazpacho ever in my life!

Vince: All right!

Mary: Mmm.

Vince: I just hope they get back here soon because I don't want my game hens to be overdone.

Mary: Gazpacho and game hens? Wow.

Vince: Well, I got to figuring, you know, Marley is a pretty classy young woman. Now, you don't want to just throw down a salami sandwich on the table and say, "hey, wrap your chops around that."

Mary: So -- ouch!

Vince: Sorry.

Mary: Gracious, hostile. You consider this kind of special, huh?

Vince: I hope this doesn't bother you, having them, you know, living with us for a while.

Mary: Going to be fine.

Vince: Well, I know you have, you know, a little trouble now with Donna and Michael.

Mary: Oh --

Vince: And you're not all that used to living here yourself.

Mary: Do not worry about me.

Vince: Jake really wants this to work out.

Mary: And do not worry about Marley. I figure the reason that she loves Jake is that he has a lot of your good qualities.

Vince: Aw. You're full of malarkey.

Mary: Give us a kiss.

Vince: I don't know. I don't want my game hens to burn.

Mary: I'll risk it.

[Music box plays]

[Music box stops]

Donna: Marley!

Marley: Hello, Donna.

Donna: I didn't know you were here.

Marley: Hello.

Donna: Are you -- uh -- you still angry with me?

Marley: I am very busy, Donna. I have to get over to Vince and Maryís.

Donna: Right. How are the McKinnonís?

Marley: Fine.

Donna: How's your room?

Marley: I'm with Jake, Donna, and --

Donna: I know -- and you're happy.

Marley: Well, I am with the man I love. Now, wouldn't you live anywhere to be with Michael?

Donna: Of course. You know I would.

Marley: Yes.

Donna: Honey, look, I -- I am so sorry about everything I said.

Marley: I really do have to get going, Donna.

Donna: Oh, well, all right. Listen do you think it would be all right if I stopped by later?

Marley: I don't think Vince and Mary would mind, no.

Donna: Oh, good. Then Iíll come over today.

Marley: Today?

Donna: Well, yes. I want to see your new home, and -- and there's something that I would like to discuss with Vince. No. You don't have to look at me that way. It doesn't have anything to do with you.

[Evan hums]

Liz: If you think you can outwait me, Mr. Bates, you are very much mistaken.

Evan: Is that right?

Liz: I have no family at home, I have a limited social life, and I happen to love my work.

Evan: I like you, Liz. You got guts.

[Door opens]

Liz: Goodbye, Mr. McConnell, and good luck.

Evan: Oh, and you're a nice lady, too. You know, Liz -- hey -- I'm going to like working with you.

[Phone buzzes]

Evan: You'd better get that. Mrs. Cory must be ready for the next wizard of Wall Street?

Liz: Yes? Oh, I'm sorry, Rachel. I didn't mean to sound like that. Yes, yes, of course. I'll send her right in. Ms. Anderson, Mrs. Cory will see you now.

Evan: I'm telling you, Liz, you're wasting her time.

Lisa: Liz.

Liz: Oh, hello, dear.

Lisa: Hi. Have you seen Jamie?

Liz: Oh, he hasn't been here this morning.

Lisa: But he said he was going to stop by here.

Liz: You're welcome to wait, if you wish.

Lisa: Oh, no. I'll just see him later, thanks.

Liz: Ok.

Amanda: Lisa.

Lisa: Amanda.

Amanda: Hi. What are you doing here?

Lisa: I was looking for Jamie. He said he was going to come by here, but Liz hasn't seen him.

Amanda: Oh. Well, how are you?

Lisa: I've been better.

Amanda: Yeah, well, I guess I know what you mean.

Lisa: How's your father holding up?

Amanda: He seems to be taking it pretty well, but I know it's getting to him.

Lisa: Well, give him my love when you see him.

Amanda: Sure. Lisa, I'm sorry about everything that's happened.

Lisa: I know how you feel about Vicky.

Amanda: She is a friend of mine, and I do understand what she's going through.

Lisa: I'm sure you do.

Amanda: I feel sorry for you, too, though. I know that you love Jamie very much.

Lisa: He wants to do the right thing. The problem is there doesn't seem to be any neat solution.

Amanda: Well, Jamie is one of the best guys that I know. I'd say that even if he wasn't my brother. I'm sure that he's going to make the right decision for everybody.

Lisa: You're telling me not to pressure him, aren't you?

Amanda: I know Jamie. I just know that he's going to need some time.

Lisa: Right.

Amanda: Well, don't leave because of what I said.

Vince: This -- well, I just hope, young lady, that you don't think we eat like this every day.

Mary: Thank goodness or Iíd need a forklift to get up from the table.

Marley: Well, I hope you know I expect to do my share of cooking and cleaning here.

Vince: Well, don't you worry about that. We'll divvy up the chores later on.

Marley: Ok.

Jake: I just hope you don't have to break out the crystal and the china every time we eat.

Vince: Are you kidding? We use this stuff all the time.

Jake: Oh, yeah, right.

Marley: You know, Michael and Donna gave us a whole set of crystal, china, and silver for our wedding.

Jake: Yeah, including a sterling silver candle-snuffer.

Vince: Oh, yeah?

Marley: Yes, it still hasn't been unpacked.

Vince: You mean that you did without your snuffer?

Marley: I know. Somehow we did it. Vince, would it be possible to have a bit more gazpacho?

Vince: "Would it be possible to have a bit more gazpacho?" Why --

Mary: He's very strange, but I think we're going to get along just fine.

[Vince whistles]

Evan: Better luck next time, honey.

Liz: Yes, Iíll send him in, Rachel. Yes, that's right. Mr. Griffen is your last appointment. Mr. Griffen, Mrs. Cory will see you now.

Evan: Go get 'em, Griffen! Griff, Griff, Griff!

Liz: Are you always this annoying?

Evan: Oh, come on. It's, like, deep down inside you, don't you just think Iím kind of charming?

Liz: So was Rumpelstiltskin.

Ada: Liz, where is Mac?

Liz: I don't know, Ada. You'll have to excuse me.

Ada: You don't know?

Liz: No.

Ada: He owns the place, and she doesn't know? I can't see Rach--

Jamie: Grandma.

Ada: Hi, honey.

Jamie: Hi. What are you doing here?

Ada: Well, I came to see Mac or Rachel or somebody, but they're very busy.

Jamie: They are?

Ada: Yeah, they are.

Jamie: Oh. Oh, I just -- I just wanted to say, "hi, how you doing?" That's all.

Ada: Are you sure?

Jamie: No. No, I guess I -- I wanted to talk.

Ada: Will I do?

Jamie: Yes. Of course.

Ada: Step into my office. Now, young man, what's the problem?

Jamie: Well -- um -- you remember me when I was a kid, right?

Ada: Well, I'm not sure. I mean, that's a long time ago.

Jamie: Well, I was -- I was happy with mom and Mac, wasn't I?

Ada: Well, sure, you were. Weren't you? You seemed to be. Why?

Jamie: Well, I've just -- I've been thinking a lot about my dad lately and wondering what it did to me to grow up without him. I just -- I wish Iíd had more time with him.

Ada: Well, you know Steve loved you.

Jamie: Yeah.

Ada: You know he wanted to be with you.

Jamie: Yeah, and I always had mom. That's true.

Ada: Why are you thinking about all this all of a sudden?

Jamie: Vicky Hudsonís pregnant. I'm the father.

Ada: Oh, Jamie.

Jamie: I haven't said a word to mom and Mac because they've got enough to worry about right now.

Ada: I'm glad you told me, I'm glad.

Jamie: But, listen, I -- Iíve been thinking about asking Vicky if she would let Lisa and me adopt the baby after it's born.

Ada: Are you sure you want to do that?

Jamie: Well, it's the only way I don't have to choose between Lisa and the baby. But I'm not sure if it's -- if it's fair to the baby.

Ada: There's one person here you're not even talking about much.

Jamie: And one alternative I don't even want to think about.

Ada: To marry Vicky and see if you can forget about Lisa?

Jamie: Yeah.

Ada: You think you can do that?

Jamie: I don't know. I don't know. But a kid sure deserves a shot at a happy life, with two parents that both love him.

Ada: What about the parents loving each other?

Jamie: She's the mother.

Ada: A child senses an unhappy home.

Jamie: I know. I remember.

Ada: Oh, Jamie, Iím so sorry.

Jamie: Grandma, I want to do the right thing.

Ada: I know you do. But you can't go into a life with Vicky unless you go into it with your whole heart. It won't work.

[Knock on door]

Vicky: Coming.


Vicky: All right, all right, Iím coming.

Vicky: What are you doing here?

Lisa: We have to talk.

Vicky: Again? Why?

Lisa: Because we have pulled Jamie in two directions for long enough.

Vicky: Well, I don't suppose that that means you're going to step aside, now, does it?

Lisa: I will if you will.

Vicky: What?

Lisa: We have to stop and let Jamie make his own decision without pressure from either one of us.

Vicky: Ok, so you're saying that because you think Jamieís just going to run off with you into the sunset and leave me and my baby high and dry, right? What, you want me to stand by and just not fight about that?

Lisa: Jamie would never walk away from his responsibility to the baby. You know that.

Vicky: And to hell with me, right?

Lisa: If Jamie thought he had to be with you and the baby, then I love him enough to let him go. Could you say the same thing?

Vicky: Lisa, I love him more than I thought I would ever love anybody.

Lisa: Then think of him instead of yourself.

Vicky: Well, you're not going to change the fact that Iím having his baby.

Lisa: And you're not going to change the fact that Iím the one he loves. Neither one of us is going to get what we want. Think about what I said.

Marley: Now, this is what I like to see -- men barefoot and in the kitchen.

Jake: Oh, I suppose you think that's funny?

Mary: I find it quite amusing.

Vince: Well, I want you to understand that this is a one-time happening. Tomorrow we want to see the two of you up here washing the pots and the pans.

Marley: Ooh.

Mary: Moi cook?

Marley: Oh, yes, and I have my consciousness-raising session tomorrow.

Jake: I'll raise your consciousness for you.

[Knock on door]

Vince: Come in, come in.

Jake: I'll get it.

Mary: It is a little classier to open the door instead. Hi!

Donna: Hello.

Vince: Oh, hi.

Donna: Actually, I just came by to see that Marley got settled all right.

Marley: I'm fine.

Donna: Oh, good. And, Mary, to bring you a little thank-you for taking Marley in.

Mary: Oh, my goodness. It absolutely was not necessary. I'm delighted to have her here. It's fun to have a house full of family.

Donna: Oh, I know. You know how delighted we are to have Mikey with us.

Mary: Mm-hmm. A sterling silver candle-snuffer. How beautiful.

Marley: Oh, Donna, that's very sweet.

Jake: Yes, it is. Why don't you sit down, Donna?

Donna: All right.

Vince: Jake, why don't you get Donna some iced tea.

Jake: Sure.

Donna: No. No, really. Actually, I was hoping to invite you-all to lunch, but I see Iím a little late for that.

Marley: Yes, Vince made us all lunch.

Donna: Really? Well, just like you do at the restaurant, huh?

Vince: Yeah, I guess.

Donna: You know, Michael was telling me about this dish that he had at Maryís place. He was just raving about it. And let's see, when was he -- oh, of course. He was there the night Drew Marsten disappeared.

Vince: No, he wasnít.

Donna: Well, yes, he was.

Vince: Oh, no, no, no. Nobody was at the restaurant that night. A pipe burst in the kitchen. I had to close up. I heard the news about Drew Marsten on -- on the radio when I was cleaning up the mess.

Donna: Oh. Oh, I see. Um -- well, I must have gotten it confused with some other night. I mean, what difference does it make, anyway, right?

Mac: Rachel?

Liz: Mac, she went down to personnel for a minute. Is there anything I can do to help?

Mac: No, I don't think so. Thank you, Liz.

[Knock on door]

Michael: Mac, can I speak to you for a moment, please?

Mac: Please, come on in.

Liz: I'll be at my office desk if you need me. Mr. Bates, what are you doing there?

Mac: It's good to see you, Michael. What can I do for you?

Michael: Well, actually, I was wondering if there's anything I could do for you.

Mac: That's very kind of you, but Rachelís got things pretty well in hand.

Michael: Are you ok?

Mac: Frankly, things are not going so good.

Michael: Look, when things were not going well for me in my business, when Reginald was making it so difficult, I -- I kept a stiff upper lip and I told Donna that everything was fine. I know Donna could handle it. It was just, well, there were some things that I just couldn't talk to her about. Now, I know Rachel is a very strong woman, but just in case there are some things you can't talk to her about, some things that are getting to you, I just wanted you to know that Iím here.

Mac: Thank you, Michael. You know what does get to me most about all this?

Michael: Probably how to fix your family.

Mac: That's right. Marsten's gone, but he still seems to be tearing us apart. I mean, I know how much they're worried about me, and we can't even talk about it except in some kind of shorthand. I didn't kill him, but there were certainly times when I could have.

Lisa: Hi.

Jamie: Hi. Liz said that you came looking for me. Can I come in?

Lisa: Sure. I've been thinking a lot about us since you left this morning.

Jamie: You mean about the adoption?

Lisa: Yeah.

Jamie: So have I.

Lisa: I don't think it would work.

Jamie: You don't think that Vicky would agree to it?

Lisa: Even if she did, we can't cut her out of her child's life.

Jamie: Yeah, I know.

Lisa: And that would mean she would be a part of our life together, and I'm not sure I could deal with that.

Jamie: I understand. I just thought that --

Lisa: I have my own ideas about how to handle this.

Liz: Rachel, there's nobody down there at all. What in heaven's name are you doing here?

Evan: Desperate measures, Liz.

Liz: You. You sent me on a wild-goose -- that's it! I am calling security right now!

Rachel: Is there a problem, Liz?

Evan: Liz, please?

Liz: You think I don't know when Iím being conned?

Rachel: Liz?

Evan: Just give me one shot, please?

Rachel: Is there something wrong?

Liz: This is Evan Bates. His file has been misplaced. He's here for an interview with you.

Rachel: Hello, Mr. Bates. Thank you, Liz.

Liz: You owe me. I'll be at my desk if you need me.

Rachel: Thank you.

Evan: That's a very nice lady.

Rachel: Yes, she is. She also has a soft spot for brash young men.

Evan: Well, I hope you do, too.

Rachel: Sit down, Mr. Bates, and tell me how you propose to keep Bennett Publishing from taking over this company.

Evan: Is that what this job is about?

Rachel: That's all it's about.

Evan: Oh, I could save this company.

Rachel: Can you?

Evan: Yes, and I intend to.

Rachel: Suppose you don't get this job.

Evan: You're going to hire me.

Rachel: Why should I? And why this job?

Evan: I can't think of a better challenge.

Rachel: Mr. Bates, if Bennett Publishing takes over this company, there's no guarantee that the Cory staff will be kept on.

Evan: Well, I'm not worried about that. I will keep the Cory name connected with this company.

Rachel: It's going to take more than good intentions to do that, Mr. Bates.

Evan: Well, if you hire me, I'll show you.

Rachel: Why should I risk it?

Evan: Because you and I both know that I'm the best thing to happen to this company since all that trouble with Bennett.

Rachel: I don't know that at all. I've just interviewed quite a few qualified candidates.

Evan: Yeah, but I'm the man. You are looking at the future of Cory Publishing.

Rachel: All I'm seeing is a very presumptuous young man.

Evan: I tell you what -- you hire me and you won't be disappointed.

Evan: Listen, I -- I talked my way in here, you know? I wasn't really prepared for this interview. But the more Iím around here, I just know that I have to have this job.

Rachel: Yes, well --

Evan: And I need Cory Publishing, and it needs me, too. So if you'll hire me, you won't be sorry.

Rachel: Mr. Bates --

Evan: Look, I'm the most qualified candidate so far. You heard my plan?

Rachel: It was a good plan. It had merits.

Evan: Ok, so you may not like my tactics, but I get the job done and I do it right. And believe me, I'll be more dedicated than anybody else on your staff.

Rachel: Oh, that's a tall order.

Evan: But you got to admit one thing -- I have the European contacts. They can solidify all those weak holdings over there. Ok? So Iíve got desire, I've got the means. The way I see it, you just really don't have a choice. So just tell me when I start.

Man: Excuse me? The desk sergeant sent me up here.

Rick: What is it?

Man: I was reading about the Marsten thing -- the reward?

Rick: Yeah, for information. His company's putting it up.

Man: You might be interested in some pictures I had developed.

Rick: What, you work in a photo lab? What kind of pictures?

Man: Marsten and the Cory girl.

Rick: Amanda Cory? And what were they doing in these pictures?

Man: Uh -- not playing pinochle.

Rick: I want you to wait right outside for me, all right? I'm going to get a complete statement, and then we'll see about that reward money.

Man: Whatever you say, buddy.

Rick: Ok. I knew it!

Courtney: She never said anything about pictures!

Rick: Well, why should she? It gives her father a perfect motive. Grey was right. Cory wouldn't kill to protect his company, but he would to protect his daughter.

[Courtney sighs]

Rick: Yeah, get me the D.A.

Jamie: You're going away?

Lisa: Felicia asked me to go to Atlantic City.

Jamie: Why? Why now?

Lisa: I'm not giving up and I'm not running away.

Jamie: Well, then what are you doing?

Lisa: Trying to be fair. Trying not to put any more pressure on you.

Jamie: You don't do that.

Lisa: Yes, I do. I try not to, but I feel like every time Iím around you, I'm saying, "choose me. Choose me over your child."

Jamie: Oh, Lisa, I wish it didn't have to be like this. I love you. Don't you understand that? I love you.

Lisa: I know.

Jamie: Well, where are you going to be staying?

Lisa: It doesn't matter. I don't want you to call me.

Jamie: What?

Lisa: Use this time to make your decision. When I come back, you can tell me where we stand.

Jamie: Lisa --

Lisa: I think you should go now.

Jamie: How do I make this decision?

Lisa: I wish I could tell you.


Donna: Michael?

Michael: Oh, Donna, look, I'm sorry I missed lunch. I got hung up at the office.

Donna: Mary's place was closed.

Michael: You wanted to eat lunch at Maryís place?

Donna: The night Drew Marsten disappeared, you said that you were at Maryís place, and it was closed.

Michael: Donna --

Donna: So where were you, Michael? And if you don't remember, why don't you check your book or ask your secretary or --

Michael: Donna, stay out of it!

Donna: No! Where were you?

Michael: I was at Drew Marstenís hotel.

Donna: Michael, why would you lie to me about that?

Michael: Because, Donna, the less you know, the less trouble you can get into.

Donna: What kind of trouble?

Michael: Donna -- I did something illegal.

Donna: Michael, no. 

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