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Another World Transcript Tuesday 8/10/04

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Cass: I can't wait -- I can't believe it! Just a few short hours and we'll be in Atlantic City.

Nicole: You can visit all the money you've lost there.

Cass: Hey, no negative vibrations, please.

Nicole: Hey, that wasn't negative.

Cass: Was that negative? I thought that was very negative.

[Mitch and Felicia laugh]

Cass: What should we do first? Should we go straight to the roulette tables -- this is the dilemma -- or do we start off, warm up with a little blackjack?

Felicia: I don't know. What do you think, Mitch?

Mitch: I don't know -- it sounds like a good idea. Unfortunately, Iíve got to do some work first. I've got to get some photographs.

Cass: Oh, you can buy those in the lobby, Mitch.

Mitch: No, no, no, not these kind. We've got to do a layout and they want to see the old Atlantic City juxtaposed against the new casinos.

Cass: Ah. I always think about juxtaposition whenever I go to Atlantic City.

Nicole: Oh, yeah -- your wallet now as opposed to when you leave.

Cass: Isn't she cute? I'm so glad I brought her with us. You're going to eat those words on the return trip.

Nicole: Well, I hope we'll be able to afford something to eat.

Cass and Felicia: Ooh!

Felicia: Well, you know what I want to see? I want to see one of those flashy shows with sequins and feathers.

Cass: You want to go to a show?

Felicia: Yeah, I do!

Nicole: Oh, all I want to do is walk on the beach and listen to the ocean.

Cass: Is there an ocean near Atlantic City?

Nicole: It's right outside the casino, Cass.

Cass: Are you sure?

Nicole: Yes, Iím sure.

Mitch: Yes, the casino, the boardwalk -- those are very nice.

Felicia: Well, we'll all find out. Remember? I'm doing my show there.

Cass: Right.

Nicole: Oh, right.

Felicia: Lisa? Honey, what about you? What do you want to do?

Lisa: What?

Felicia: In Atlantic City. What do you want to do there?

Lisa: Oh, I don't know. I hadn't thought about it.

Nicole: Well, don't worry. We'll make sure you have a wonderful time.

Felicia: That's right.

Cass: In fact, how about --

Felicia: Oh.

Cass: Another toast?

Felicia: Great.

Cass: There's a little left here. Let's see -- what should we make this one to?

Mitch: Fine, thank you.

Cass: You all set? How about to champagne, limousines, and wonderful times?

Felicia: Oh.

Nicole: Hear, hear.

Felicia: Hear, hear.

Cass: Hear, hear.

[Glasses clink]

Ada: Jamie.

Jamie: Oh, hi, grandma. How are you? I didn't know you were back.

Ada: Well, I wanted to wish your mother and Mac good luck before the board meeting.

Jamie: Yeah, me, too. I wonder how it's going in there.

Ada: Well, they said that they'd keep us posted.

Jamie: Yeah.

Ada: Did you tell them about Vicky being pregnant?

Jamie: No. They have much too much to worry about.

Ada: I've been worried about it ever since you told me.

Jamie: Well, I'm ok.

Ada: Are you sure?

Jamie: Sure, I'm sure.

Ada: What about Lisa?

Jamie: I love Lisa. We'd be married right now if this hadn't happened.

Ada: But it did.

Jamie: Yeah, I know.

Ada: Have you made a decision? Do you know what you're going to do?

Mac: I want to thank you for coming here on such short notice and at this late hour. And I especially want to thank each one of you for standing by me. Your loyalty means more to me than I know how to tell you. You're aware of the charges against me. I want to reassure you they are absolutely false. I expect to be exonerated at any minute. Now, the purpose of this meeting is to inform you that I have had a change of heart about submitting to the takeover bid from Bennett Publishing. I respectfully submit what Iíd really like to do is to wipe Bennett Publishing off the face of the earth!

Man: Hear, hear.

Mac: Now, I know this is a complete reversal of my former stance. I know I am in no position to mount a counteroffensive. But I cannot sit back and be steamrollered by an enormous and ruthless conglomerate whose leader does not have the courage to show his face at a meeting or even reveal his name! You people in this room -- you have helped to make Cory Publishing strong. Now, I want us to use that strength to fight to stay --

Rick: Mr. Cory.

Mac: What are you doing here? This is a very important meeting.

Rick: Well, I'm afraid you're going to have to leave it. Sir, we need to ask you some questions.

Mac: If you'll just bear with me for a moment, ladies and gentlemen, I'll be right with you. Can't this wait till tomorrow?

Rick: No, it can't.

Mac: But I've already answered all your questions.

Rick: Look, we can do this here or we can do it down at headquarters, but we have to do it tonight.

Mac: But I don't understand.

Philip: Mac, why don't we all step outside? You can use this room for questioning.

Mac: But you all just came in --

Philip: It's all right, Mac. We'll wait in the lobby. Shall we go?

Mac: Thank you. I hope it won't take long.

Rachel: I want to stay here with you.

Mac: No, darling. You'd really help me best by reassuring them.

Rachel: Is that really what you want me to do?

Mac: Definitely.

Rachel: Do you want me to call Zack?

Mac: No, I'll call him if I need him.

Rachel: All right. Well, you be careful.

Mac: All right, sweetheart.

Mac: Would you like to sit down?

Courtney: Mr. Cory, maybe you should call Zack.

Mac: I'm perfectly capable of answering your questions without incriminating myself. I have done nothing wrong.

Rick: Fine, then let's sit down. You know, the amount of evidence we have that indicates Drew Marsten was murdered --

Mac: I know that you have no proof of that, not even a body.

Rick: Yes, well, we're working on that. We also have a lot of evidence --

Mac: Purely circumstantial evidence.

Rick: You see, now, that's what's been bothering me about that. The only motive we had for you was this business thing with Marsten, and everyone we spoke to seems to think that you wouldn't kill because of business.

Mac: Well, I'm highly gratified to hear that.

Rick: Then we had something drop right in our laps.

Mac: Look, please, these people are waiting for me. Would you get to the point?

Rick: We were approached by a guy who works in a photo lab. You know what I mean? He develops pictures for a living.

Mac: Yes, I know what you mean.

Rick: Guy probably would've never even come in if it weren't for the reward money that --

Courtney: Just tell him, Rick.

Rick: Ahem. He saw your daughter's picture in the paper and Marstenís, and he realized that he'd seen them once before. He developed the pictures, Mr. Cory. He can swear that they exist.

Mac: Unless you're more explicit, I have no way of knowing what pictures you mean.

Rick: The ones of your daughter and Marsten that look like they're in the throes of --

Mac: Don't bring my daughter into this!

Rick: Your daughter is your motive, Mr. Cory! Did you kill Drew Marsten because of those pictures?

Rachel: I'm so glad you're still here.

Jamie: Yeah, me, too.

Rachel: I don't know what they're doing. They're harassing Mac just because they can't solve this thing.

Ada: Honey, try to stay calm.

Rachel: Why did they come into that meeting like that? I mean, what was so important that they couldn't wait until the meeting was over?

Philip: Rachel?

Rachel: Yes, Mr. Grey. Thank you for suggesting that we step out. I'm sure that will make everything move along. It was just a routine questioning, you know.

Philip: Could I speak with you for a minute, privately?

Rachel: Yes, of course. Excuse me. Yes? What is it?

Philip: I was wanting to tell Mac this, but I didn't have the opportunity. I was questioned by the police today.

Rachel: You? Why?

Philip: Somehow they knew Mac said some threatening things at that board meeting, the one where Marsten didn't show up.

Rachel: Of course he did. He was furious. He was about to give over his company.

Philip: I tried to tell them not to take Macís remarks out of context, but I feel terrible about telling them anything at all.

Rachel: I don't see that you have any choice. I mean, you couldn't very well lie for Mac.

Philip: Well, that's what I keep telling myself.

Rachel: I just don't understand why they were questioning you. What's he doing here?

Philip: I beg your pardon?

Rachel: Excuse me. Mr. Bates?

Evan: Hmm?

Rachel: If you're looking for me, this isn't a very good time.

Evan: What are all the board of directors doing here?

Rachel: How do you know that they're the board of directors?

Evan: Well, I saw their picture on the annual report.

Rachel: How did you get an annual report? Oh, Bernadette, I'm sure we're going to reconvene the meeting in just a minute.

Bernadette: Well, we've all been wondering -- you know, this takeover --

Rachel: Yes?

Bernadette: Well, how is Mac going to fight it and still deal with the police?

Rachel: Bernadette, why don't we go in --

Evan: He can fight it, Mrs. Dougherty. You see, it's always been Mac Coryís policy to share the responsibilities with his subordinates, and he's always believed in training the people and preparing them to assume a greater role in the company and not just to gain power in his office. Isn't that right, Mrs. Cory?

Rachel: Yes, it is.

Evan: See, that's part of what makes Cory such a well-managed company. Now, Iím sure all the essential staff members, including Mrs. Cory herself, have been briefed by Mr. Cory about the takeover and can function in his absence if necessary.

Bernadette: Hmm. I'll tell the others what you said.

Evan: Good.

Bernadette: Oh, by the way, what do you do at Cory?

Evan: Well, I --

Rachel: This is Evan Bates.

Evan: Nice to meet you.

Bernadette: Oh.

Rachel: He's our chief financial analyst.

Bernadette: Oh. Very good.

Evan: Do I really have the job? That's great!

Rachel: How did you know Mrs. Dougherty's last name?

Evan: I do my homework. And I'm going to help you beat that takeover.

Rachel: I'm banking on it. Welcome aboard, Mr. Bates.

Evan: Thank you, Mrs. Cory. Oh, sorry. I'll talk to you later.

Ada: Go see how your mother's doing.

Jamie: Ok. What are you going to do?

Ada: I'm going to schmooze the bigwigs. Let's see if Mac has a mutiny on his hands.

Jamie: Ok. Hi, Mom.

Amanda: Mom?

Jamie: Oh, hi.

Rachel: Oh, hi, sweetie.

Amanda: Hi.

Rachel: I thought you'd gone home.

Amanda: Well, I had. Jamie had called and said the police came into the board meeting?

Jamie: Glad you could make it.

Amanda: I want to be here. What do they want with daddy now?

Rachel: I don't know.

Amanda: Do you think it's going to affect his bail?

Rachel: I hope not.

Amanda: Well, I'm staying until we find out for sure.

Rachel: Normally Iíd send you home, but it's nice that you're here, both of you.

Man: Rachel?

Rachel: Yes?

Man: Could we speak to you?

Rachel: Yes, just a minute. I'll be right with you.

Jamie: Mom, you hang in there, ok?

Rachel: Right. I'm pedaling as fast as I can.

Jamie: Ok.

Rachel: Yes?

Jamie: Boy, I don't know how she hangs in there.

Amanda: How about you?

Jamie: Me?

Amanda: Yeah.

Jamie: Oh, I'm fine.

Amanda: I talked to Lisa today.

Jamie: You did?

Amanda: Yeah. I -- I told her how sorry I was about everything that's happened, but I also told her that I understand how Vickyís feeling.

Jamie: Yeah, well, I just wish I could figure out some solutions to this that would help everybody.

Amanda: Well, how long can you put it off?

Felicia: You know, Lisa, you know what I was thinking?

Lisa: What?

Felicia: You could help me with my show down there.

Lisa: But your whole crew is going.

Felicia: I know, but you could talk to the contestants before I do. You could put them at ease. You're very good at that.

Lisa: Oh, I don't know.

Cass: I'll be glad to put the girls at their ease for you.

Felicia: Cass, sit down.

Cass: Oh, I'm sorry.

Lisa: Listen, can he stop the car?

Felicia: Honey, why?

Lisa: I have to go back to Jamie. I have to get to him before somebody else does.

Mitch: Lisa, you know, we're on the interstate. I don't think we can just stop right now.

Lisa: But I can't go with you. I have to go back.

Felicia: Lisa, you wanted to give Jamie some time, remember?

Lisa: I know, I know, but I have to go back and tell him he doesn't have to choose.

Felicia: Ok. Ok. I'll have the driver take you back after he drops us at the airport.

Lisa: I -- I didn't mean to ruin your good time. I'd just -- I'd be thinking about Jamie all the time. I wouldn't have any fun.

Cass: It's ok, Lisa. We understand.

Felicia: Honey, I want you to be happy. You know that.

Nicole: I think she looks happier already.

Lisa: How long till we get to the airport?

Mitch: Not long.

Lisa: Well, since I'm not going to Atlantic City, I think I should propose a toast.

Cass: Great idea!

Lisa: Thank you for putting up with me. You're good friends.

Nicole: Cheers.

Cass: And to a very successful and very profitable stay in Atlantic City. To love and luck.

Lisa: Could use a little of both tonight.

[Glasses clink]

Jamie: Yeah, well, I've sort of figured out what I'd like to do.

Amanda: How does Vicky fit into this plan?

Jamie: Well, that's the problem. I'm not sure she'd like it.

Amanda: You are not just going to walk away, are you?

Jamie: No.

Amanda: Well, good.

Jamie: I know my responsibility to this baby, Amanda.

Amanda: What about Vicky?

Jamie: What about Vicky? Lisa's the woman I want to be with. Nothing has changed about that.

Amanda: Ok, so what is this incredible master plan of yours?

Jamie: It involves Lisa.

Ada: We need your help.

Amanda: What's wrong?

Ada: Your mother is over there talking her head off just to keep these people here until the police are finished with Mac.

Jamie: What, and they don't want to stay?

Ada: The natives are getting restless.

Amanda: Oh, it would kill daddy if he thought these people just left him.

Ada: Well, we're not going to let them do that, are we? We are going to be just adorable. Amanda, you take that corner.

Amanda: This is going to be a challenge.

Ada: Smile and start talking.

Amanda: About what?

Ada: The baby. What else? That should keep them here for about an hour.

Amanda: Well, here goes.

Ada: Go, go, go, go! You, my handsome grandson?

Jamie: Yes?

Ada: You will please take over Mrs. Dougherty and the two ladies who are with her. Pour on the charm.

Jamie: Sure. And what about you?

Ada: Well, there's that short guy over there in the gray suit. He's been telling us how the police are not telling everything that they know.

Jamie: Well, I hope it's not true.

Ada: Well, it doesn't matter if it is or not. Mac hasn't done anything wrong. They can question him till the cows come home. Come on.

Jamie: Ok.

Ada: Let's go!

Jamie: All right.

Mac: Yes, I knew about the pictures.

Rick: How?

Mac: Marsten sent them to me.

Rick: Why?

Mac: To force me to give in to the takeover, but the pictures were a setup! He attacked my daughter!

Rick: How did he get the pictures?

Mac: My son-in-law, who knew nothing about Marstenís involvement with the takeover, signed a contract to work with Marsten. My daughter went to Marstenís apartment to get the contracts back. When she got there, he attacked her.

Rick: What, and he took the pictures?

Mac: Yes, or someone else did.

Rick: Well, what did he say when he sent you the pictures?

Mac: He said that if I made any attempt to fight the takeover, he would put the pictures in the newspapers.

Rick: That's -- that's all? Oh, come on, Mr. Cory. You might as well tell us.

Mac: He said that he would claim that Amanda and he were having an affair and that Amanda had given insider information damaging to Cory.

Rick: What did you do?

Mac: What could I do? I gave in.

Rick: Except, at that meeting where you were supposed to hand over the company, Marsten never showed up.

Mac: That's right.

Rick: Why didn't you tell us about the pictures, Mr. Cory?

Mac: You never asked me about the pictures! I've never lied to you! I did it to protect Amanda. Please, please don't let this get into the newspapers.

Courtney: We'll do our best.

Mac: She's such a fine young woman, and she's had nothing to do with this and I love her so much.

Rick: Is that what was going on in your mind, Mr. Cory, at that meeting? Is that why you went to Marstenís place?

Mac: I've told you a thousand times I didn't kill Marsten!

Courtney: Mr. Cory, you should've told us about the pictures.

Mac: I just -- I couldn't do it. I just couldnít.

Courtney: It could look like you're hiding it because it gives you a motive.

Mac: I was protecting my daughter. I don't need protection. I haven't done anything wrong!

Rick: Well, then let me ask you something, Mr. Cory -- if you didn't kill Drew Marsten, who did?

Donna: Michael Hudson, you answer me!

Michael: Shh, shh, shh! Come on, you'll wake up Mikey.

Donna: I don't care if I wake up Mikey! Look, first of all, you lied to me, and then you admit that you were in the hotel the night Marsten disappeared!

Michael: That's right.

Donna: And then you said you were doing something illegal.

Michael: Yes, and that's enough.

Donna: No, it's not!

Michael: Yes, it is enough, Donna. I told you more than I should've. Now, I have some work to do and I'm going to do it, ok?

Donna: You level with me.

Michael: Donna, I don't want to get you involved.

Donna: I love you! I am involved!

Michael: Not as much as you would be if you knew the truth.

Donna: You can tell me anything. Did you kill Drew Marsten?

Michael: Donna, look, just stop. I've had enough of this nonsense.

Donna: No, I -- I just don't understand. Of course I don't want to believe that you could kill anyone. But you have been so secretive, and then you admit that you were at the hotel.

Michael: But not to kill Marsten.

Donna: I don't -- I don't care. I just -- I just want you to protect yourself from the police. What if they find out that Marsten was trying to incriminate you? Or even worse, what if they find out about the fight that you had with him at Tops?

Michael: I don't care. It doesn't matter because I didn't kill him.

Donna: Well, neither did Mac. But look what's happening to him!

Michael: I know.

Donna: And if you can't explain why you were there --

Michael: I can't, Donna! I just can't! Oh, Donna, I never wanted to tell you any of this.

Donna: Then why were you there? What were you doing that was illegal?

Michael: I was trying to bribe a lawyer.

Donna: You?

Michael: He's on the child welfare board.

Donna: You offered him money?

Michael: Well, not exactly. Uh -- there's a research foundation for autistic children that he supports, and I told him that I would make a very substantial contribution to that foundation if he saw to it that I got custody of Mikey.

Donna: Really? He -- he could do that?

Michael: He's got a lot of influence. He is on the board.

Donna: Michael, that's wonderful!

Michael: Wonderful?

Donna: Well, we'll be able to get Mikey then, won't we?

Michael: I don't know. We might.

Donna: Honey, I -- I don't understand this. That's why you lied to me? I mean, what is the problem?

Michael: Donna, I compromised everything I believe in! It's illegal and immoral, and I took a chance on losing Mikey for good, and the whole business just makes me sick to my stomach!

Mac: I'm sorry to bother you at this late hour, Zack, but the police came over here to ask me about the pictures of Amanda and Drew. Well, apparently, the man who works at the lab that processed them came in on his own. I'm not going to lie, Zack. I told them everything I know. What else could I say?

Rick: I'm going to try and get his bail revoked.

Courtney: Why?

Rick: Oh, come on, the guy is a murderer.

Courtney: Oh, yeah, who needs a judge and jury? You can just decide all by yourself?

Rick: The D.A. told me this little piece of evidence was all he needed to make his case.

Courtney: Well, you and the D.A. must be getting along great right now.

Rick: What's that supposed to mean?

Courtney: It means he's as anxious to pin this on Cory as you are.

Rick: Just because the guy is rich doesn't mean he can get away with murder!

Courtney: That's it -- you want to get him, isn't it? You nail him and you're a glory boy instead of just a flatfoot cop! Is that what your pal the D.A. told you?

Rick: Wait, look, why are you coming down so hard on me? He's the suspect, we are the police. That is your job. Don't forget it!

Courtney: He's innocent until proven guilty, Rick.

Rick: Yeah, it's just a matter of time.

Mac: So, all right. Goodbye.

Rick: Zack coming over?

Mac: No. I told him that I had answered all of your questions and that I was sure you would let me continue with this very important board meeting. That's right, isn't it?

Rick: Well, I don't --

Courtney: Of course it is, Mr. Cory. Thank you very much.

Mac: Thank you. Can we go now?

Rachel: How did you do?

Ada: Not as well as I wanted to. The gray suit's getting ready to split.

Rachel: That's Leland Crawford. He's been one of Macís oldest friends. How could he turn on him?

Ada: Maybe he won't.

Rachel: I don't know. Oh, there's Mac.

Courtney: Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Cory.

Rick: We'll be in touch.

Rachel: Well, it's all right, isn't it?

Man: Yeah, we're -- we're very anxious to know about it, too.

Mac: Yes. Of course you are. I don't blame you.

Man: What did they want, Mac?

Philip: Do you still plan to fight the takeover, Mac?

Mac: Oh, absolutely. If you'll -- would you mind giving me a moment to speak to Rachel and I'll explain everything?

Rachel: You'd better talk to the board. They're getting antsy.

Mac: The police know about the pictures of Amanda and Drew.

Rachel: How?

Mac: The lab technician who processed them came forward.

Rachel: What did the police say about it?

Mac: They say it gives me a perfect motive to murder Drew.

Rachel: Oh, Mac. What are you -- what are you going to do?

Mac: I don't know. I don't know. I have to talk to Zack. I also have to sort some things out.

Philip: So does the board, Mac.

Mac: Philip?

Philip: I'm sorry. I've sort of been appointed spokesman. Everyone's a little alarmed.

Mac: Yes, well, I understand that.

Philip: See, we don't understand how you can fight the takeover and the charges against you at the same time.

Mac: Well, if Iíve lost your confidence --

Philip: There's some talk you should consider taking a leave of absence.

Rachel: Now, wait a minute.

Philip: I'm sorry, we can't wait. We've decided to vote on whether or not to ask you to step down as chairman, Mac.

Mac: I understand, Philip.

Rachel: I donít.

Rachel: How can they do this to you?

Mac: The way things are going, they may not have any choice.

Donna: Why shouldn't we do everything we can to make sure Mikey is ours?

Michael: Donna, I told myself I would never use my money to obtain something I couldn't get otherwise.

Donna: That is a ridiculous thing to think!

Michael: Donna, I am buying a child!

Donna: No, you are not. You are fighting for a child. It's the child welfare board here that's being ridiculous.

Michael: The child welfare board thinks that Drew Marsten is still a threat to my family.

Donna: Well, you want to know what I think? I think that they resent us because we are happy and we're rich.

Michael: Oh, come on, Donna.

Donna: No! They want to put him in a foster care home!

Michael: Well, he's not going to a foster care home, I can tell you that. I'm going to see to that. Donna, before all this started, a couple weeks ago Mikey comes running into the bedroom, you know, and he just came in to say good morning and he grabbed me and I picked him up, and he was laughing.

Donna: Well, he is very happy here.

Michael: He felt just like he was our son, Donna.

Donna: I know.

Michael: Look, I know that no one could ever replace the son that we lost, and I know that we would survive if Mikey hadn't come along.

Donna: But he did come along.

Michael: That's right, he did. In that moment, I knew, Donna. When I picked him up, I knew that I was not going to let him go, so I called the lawyer and I met with him in the hotel. And I offered him that bribe and I told myself, "well, it's not really a bribe, you know, it's -- it's going to help the charity. It's going to help the kids." But if it meant that we get to keep Mikey --

Donna: We will. He will be ours.

Michael: I know he will be, Donna, because I told myself I would do anything, absolutely anything I had to to keep Mikey, and believe me, I will.

Rachel: Why is it taking so long?

Amanda: What did the police want, daddy?

Mac: They just wanted to question me about some of their evidence.

Jamie: What kind of evidence?

Amanda: Nothing's changed, right?

Rachel: Um -- who wants to go down to the commissary with me?

Mac: Yeah, great.

Rachel: I'd like some coffee.

Ada: I'd love a cup of tea.

Mac: You two coming?

Jamie: No, I think I'll wait here in case someone comes out of the board meeting.

Amanda: I think I'm going to call Sam.

Mac: Ok, see you later.

Amanda: Look at daddy. Through all this, he's still so strong.

Jamie: Yeah, I wonder what the police asked him about.

Amanda: I feel so guilty about all of this. If I wasn't so stupid --

Jamie: Amanda, this is not your fault.

Amanda: Yes, it is!

Jamie: No, listen to me. Now, Drew Marsten took aim at our whole family to get what he wanted, and he was willing to fight real dirty. Now, you can't blame yourself for not understanding that.

Lisa: Jamie?

Jamie: Lisa, what are you doing here?

Lisa: I tried to leave, but I couldn't. I love you. I don't care about anything else.

Amanda: I think I'm going to meet the others down in the commissary.

Jamie: I thought you wanted to have some time alone.

Lisa: I wanted to take the pressure off of you.

Jamie: Oh, babe, I love you so much.

Lisa: I was afraid of your relationship to Vicky, and now everything's out in the open and I know that you're the father of her child, and I've never been surer of your love.

Jamie: I'm so glad to see you.

Lisa: We're going to work this out together. That's what being married is about.

Jamie: Even if we're not married?

Lisa: We'll be married somehow.

Jamie: Ok, come on.

Lisa: Where are we going?

Jamie: Well, Mom and Mac and grandma -- they're down in the commissary.

Lisa: Why are they all here?

Jamie: Well, things aren't going very well for Mac, and Iím sure it would cheer them up immensely to see you. Come on.

Lisa: Ok, let's go.

Amanda: Hi, honey, it's me. Yeah. Yes, and that's why I'm calling. I think I'm going to be here for a while. How's the baby? Oh. Well, tell you what -- try giving her a nice warm bath. Maybe that will calm her down and she'll go to sleep.

Evan: Ahem.

Amanda: No, I don't know very much about any of that, either.

Evan: Ahem. Excuse me.

Amanda: Just a minute. Say, did I get any phone calls? Ok. Well, I guess I'll see you soon. I love you, too. Bye, honey. Hmm?

Evan: I need the overall budget for the 1987-1988 fiscal year.

Amanda: So?

Evan: So, get it.

Amanda: Who are you?

Evan: Listen, honey, I'd knock off those personal calls if I were you and keep your mind on the business. Oh, Mrs. Cory.

Rachel: Oh, in a minute. Amanda, we've decided you ought to go home, honey.

Amanda: No, I want to stay!

Mac: We've talked it over, darling. We insist.

Amanda: Are you sure?

Mac: There's nothing you can do here.

Amanda: I want to know the decision of the board.

Mac: Whatever the board decides, we can handle it. The worst is over now. Thank you for coming, sweetheart.

Amanda: I love you.

Rachel: I'll call you in the morning, darling.

Amanda: Ok.

Rachel: Thanks for coming. Can I talk to you in your office?

Mac: Mm-hmm. Who's the young man?

Rachel: That's what I want to talk to you about.

Evan: Listen, I guess I kind of put my foot in my mouth.

Amanda: You're new here, aren't you?

Evan: Yeah.

Amanda: Well, then, I think you just have to figure out who's who, "honey."

Felicia: Oh, Mitch. This is silly! Whoever heard of a hotel that doesn't have a bellboy to carry the luggage for -- oh, my.

Mitch: It's different.

Felicia: Yeah. That's what it is, all right.

Mitch: Have you ever seen anything quite like this before?

Felicia: Uh -- yes, actually, but I -- I thought those days were long behind me. Come on. Oh, Mitch. Look -- putti.

Mitch: Due puttis.

Felicia: Oh, honey, I love it when you talk Italian. We're going to like it here, aren't we? Yeah. Oh, yes! Nice. Nice.

Mitch: No wonder people stay up all night and gamble. How could you ever sleep in this place?

Felicia: Really. Wait a minute. Aah!

[Felicia laughs]

Felicia: Oh, well, it's certainly big! It's a little elaborate, but it's definitely big!

Mitch: What is it?

Felicia: Do you know Idaho?

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: It could fit in there. There is a giant, zebra-striped tub.

Mitch: You think Cass and Nicoleís room is like this, or do you think this is just an original?

Felicia: Oh. Yeah. Yeah. Oh. Yeah. Ok. Oh. Putti. Mitch?

Mitch: Yeah?

Felicia: Honey, I think this bed vibrates!

Mitch: Oh, good!

Felicia: Come here! Honey, do you have a quarter?

Mitch: Yeah.

Felicia: Quick, give me a quarter.

Mitch: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: Hurry up! Come on, honey. A quarter, please.

Mitch: I've got it.

Felicia: You know, this room does have a certain charm, don't you think? I dropped it, I dropped it! Can you find it?

Mitch: Yes.

Felicia: Find it. Hurry up, please! Honey?

Mitch: I've got it!

Felicia: Don't you have an other one?

Mitch: Yes!

Felicia: Look for another one in your pocket. Come on, come on. You've got it. I'm just so excited! Ok. Oh, wait -- it's a little complicated. My nails -- can you do it?

Mitch: Yes.

Felicia: Go ahead. Hurry up. Put it in.

[Knock on door]

Felicia: Who could that be?

Mitch: Maybe they'll go away.

Felicia: Right. Put it in. That's it.

Cass: Hey, come on, you guys! Open up! It's us!

Mitch: Get rid of them.

Felicia: I'll take care of it. Ok? Wait. Don't put that in yet. I'll get rid of them. Ahem.

Cass: Hi!

Felicia: Hi!

Cass: Hi, honey!

Felicia: Well, I thought we were going to meet you in the -- why are you carrying your luggage?

Nicole: Because we don't have a room, that's why.

Felicia: What happened?

Cass: Well, there was a slight misunderstanding, but I'll fix it all up, no problem.

Nicole: We didn't make a reservation. Cass doesn't need reservations in this town.

Felicia: Oh, honey.

Cass: What?

Felicia: Haven't you learned?

Cass: I don't like reservations.

Felicia: Oh!

Cass: They tie me down.

Nicole: Well, I would like to tie you down.

Cass: Oh. Ok, but let me get us a room first. And for crying out -- will you relax? They always have available rooms. You know that. It's just how you approach them. Um -- do you have any cash on you, Nicole?

Nicole: Oh!

Cass: Just kidding, just kidding.

Nicole: I am going to hit that man! Why do I feel like the Ricardoís and the Mertzes are going to walk in at any minute?

[Cass whistles]

Cass: Oh. Oh, I didn't see -- Nicole, did you see? Oh, this room is great! I love this room. Yes, could I speak to the manager, please? Cass Winthrop. Yeah. I'd like to talk to him about a room for tonight. Look, I know you have to say that you're all booked, but -- well, could you -- could you just let me talk to him, please?

Felicia: Babalu!

Jamie: The thing about Mac, he thrives under pressure. He'll be just fine. At least, I keep telling myself that.

Ada: Well, if we all stick together, we're going to get through this.

Jamie: That's right.

Lisa: Ada?

Ada: Yes, Lisa?

Lisa: Jamie told me he talked to you about Vicky.

Ada: Yes, he did.

Lisa: I'm glad he told you. Maybe you can help us figure out what to do.

Ada: Well, that's up to the two of you and Vicky. All I can do is help you get through this.

Lisa: Did you tell your mom yet?

Rachel: Tell me what?

Jamie: Hi. How are things going?

Rachel: They haven't come out yet. Tell me what?

Philip: Rachel, is Mac still here?

Rachel: Yes, of course he is. Are you ready for him now?

Philip: As a matter of fact, I think you both better come in.

Philip: They'll be right in. Mac, Rachel, please, have a seat.

Mac: Thank you.

Philip: Well, we have taken a vote. And as painful as it was to even discuss the matter, we feel that, due to the legal action being taken against you, Mac, and the prohibitive effect that it will have on --

Mac: Philip, if you'll forgive me. I think everyone would find it to the best interest of the company if I make an announcement first. Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, I have decided to step down.

Rachel: Mac!

Philip: Thank you.

Rachel: That's it? "Thank you"?

Mac: Rachel --

Rachel: Mac, you have built this company into what it is today, and now you are stepping down to save these people the unpleasant prospect of voting you out, and all they can say is "thank you"?

Mac: Rachel, nobody here wants to see this --

Rachel: I hate it! If you people can't support him now when he needs you --

Mac: It's time to think of the company, Rachel, and therefore --

Rachel: It's time to think of you, Mac!

Mac: And therefore, Rachel --

Mac: And therefore, in accordance with our bylaws, I am making one last appointment before I step down. I appoint Rachel Cory as acting chairman of the board.

Felicia: The ocean was so beautiful tonight, wasn't it?

Mitch: Mm-hmm. So were you.

Felicia: Well, I guess we should go to bed, huh?

Mitch: I guess so.

Felicia: I'm sorry.

Cass: Satin sheets.

Cass: Hey, I was reading.

Mitch: Not anymore. Good night, honey. Good night, Nicole.

Felicia: Good night, honey. Nicole.

Nicole: Good night, Felicia. Mitch.

Cass: What, not even a "good night"? Come on, you guys! I mean, how was I -- how was I to know that every hotel in town was going to be solidly booked? So the Miss America pageant is a big deal. So what? Ostracize me for the rest of my life? Come on, guys! Nicole, honey? Yo, Mitch? Hey, old buddy? Mitch?

Mitch: Hey, Cass?

Cass: Yeah?

Mitch: If you want to wake up with your arms still attached to your body, go to sleep.

Cass: Anyone hungry?

Michael: Michael Hudson. Yeah. Ok. No. No, huh? Ok, yeah, I know you did. I know, and thank you. I'll talk to you. Bye.

Donna: Well, who was that?

Michael: It was the lawyer.

Donna: Really? Is he going to be able to make everything all right?

Michael: He said -- he said that he's going to do what he can, but that if I wanted to ensure results, I should try the same approach with friends I have in Washington, D.C.

Donna: Well, you're going to do it, aren't you?

Mac: These are the monthly predictions. Your new financial analyst should have a look at --

Rachel: You really think I can do this?

Mac: Yes, darling, I do. I'm going to be around. You'll have department heads to help you. You're not on your own altogether.

Rachel: You shouldn't have stepped down.

Mac: I was being stepped down. Actually, I probably wouldn't have done it if I hadn't had the idea of your taking my place.

Rachel: Nobody can take your place.

Mac: Well, there are a lot of people waiting in line to try.

Rachel: How can you joke about this?

Mac: What else can I do? Oh, yes -- Iíll get you the master file on Bennett Publishing. Darling, would you sit over here, please? Yes -- looks very good on you. Ah, the file. Rule number one -- know your enemy.

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