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Another World Transcript Monday 8/23/04

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[Knock on door]

[Vicky groans]

Vicky: Go away.


Donna: Victoria?

Vicky: Oh, no.

Donna: Victoria,

Are you in there?

Vicky: Oh, there is no point. She's not going to go away until she gets me out of bed and to the door --

Donna: I am not going to go away until you open this door -- oh, honey, are you all right? Where have you been?

Vicky: Right here.

Donna: Well, I called and left messages on your phone machine all day yesterday.

Vicky: I know. I had to rewind the whole message machine.

Donna: Then why didn't you pick up? I have been worried to death about you.

Vicky: Because I didn't feel like talking to anybody.

Donna: What, something's happened? Did Jamie come over here?

Vicky: No, I was just resting.

Donna: Are you -- are you feeling all right? I know how awful it can be the first few months of pregnancy.

Vicky: No, Mother, I am just tired.

Donna: All right, all right, I'm sure you are. Well, listen, why -- well, why don't I just try to clean this place up, and I'll -- I'll make you a cup of tea --

Vicky: I don't want any tea.

Donna: And then we can talk.

Vicky: About what?

Donna: About what's bothering you?

Vicky: Nothing is bothering me.

Donna: Victoria, I am not leaving here until you talk to me. Now, you might as well make yourself comfortable.

Vicky: Yes, Mother.

[Sharlene hums]

Singers: Teach your children well their father's hell did slowly go by

John: I haven't seen anybody do that since I can remember.

Sharlene: Store-bought just don't taste the same.

John: No. They always taste tinny.

Singers: The one they picks

Sharlene: Taste it.

Singers: The one you'll know by

John: Mmm.

Sharlene: Mm-hmm?

John: Incredible. There's nothing like home-cooked food.

Sharlene: And there's going to be a lot more of it around here from now on.

John: Takes an awful lot of time, huh?

Sharlene: Well, that's one thing I'm going to have plenty of.

John: Why?

Sharlene: I quit my job at Tops.

John: You quit your job? Why did you do that?

Sharlene: Well, why should I be waiting on strangers when I should be looking after Jason and Josie?

John: Well, Jason and Josie don't leave tips.

Sharlene: I'll find some other way to make money. Anyway, I like working at home.

John: That doesn't sound too liberated to me.

Sharlene: Well, come on, "liberated" means doing what makes you happy. What's the point of a woman taking a job if she isn't suited for it?

Singer: That your elders grew by

John: That's a good question.

Singer: Please help

Singers: Your children

Singer: Them with your

Mitch: Honey, Iím really trying to understand. I really am, but I want to get this straight. You want a wedding cake shaped like a what?

Felicia: A horseshoe.

Mitch: Why?

Felicia: Darling, you agreed to this last night, remember?

Mitch: I wanted to get some sleep last night.

Felicia: Sweetheart, love of my life --

Mitch: No, no, no, this is a very dumb idea.

Felicia: Now, remember --

[Doorbell rings]

Felicia: We're doing this as a tribute to Wallingford. He spent so many happy days at that track.

Mitch: Yes, many happy, unmarried days at that track.


Mitch: Go ahead, go ahead.

Felicia: Is that a threat, Mitch?

Mitch: No.

Felicia: Now, honey, if you just think about it, you know, I know it will grow on you. I'm coming. It'll grow on you.

Mitch: Yes, like mold. Like -- like turf.

Felicia: Mitch. Lisa. Hi, honey. What's the matter? You look so pale.

Lisa: Nothing's the matter. I just want to welcome you back from Atlantic City.

Felicia: Something's wrong. What is it? Is it Jamie?

Lisa: Oh, Felicia, everything's a mess!

Lisa: Uh -- I'm interrupting.

Felicia: No, you're not.

Mitch: No, no, no. Actually, your timing is perfect.

Felicia: Listen, you will think about the idea?

Mitch: Bye.

Felicia: He'll think about it.

Lisa: I did interrupt.

Felicia: No, you didn't. We were just talking about our wedding plans. What's happening with Jamie? Tell me. Sit down.

Lisa: No, wait, wait, and tell me! Wedding plans -- are they fun?

Felicia: Well, I think they are. We're going to get married at the racetrack pavilion.

Lisa: You're kidding.

Felicia: No. I have some wonderful ideas for -- we're changing the subject. Now, come on, tell me, why is everything a mess? What's happened?

Lisa: Oh, I didn't mean that.

Felicia: Did you break up?

Lisa: No. In fact, we seem closer than ever.

Felicia: Well, that's good, isn't it?

Lisa: I know he loves me.

Felicia: So, what's the problem?

Lisa: He keeps talking more and more about the baby and being its father, and I think maybe he should be with Vicky.

Felicia: You really mean that?

Lisa: She's carrying his child.

Felicia: I know, but, remember, he loves you.

Lisa: And she loves him. Look what she's done to get him.

Felicia: No, no, honey, she has pulled every devious, dirty trick she can think of. That's not love, that's manipulation.

Lisa: Well, whatever it is, Jamieís feelings about this baby are getting stronger and stronger, and she's going to play on that.

Felicia: And you're going to let her?

Lisa: I can't fight like her.

Felicia: Well, I can.

[Vacuum runs]

Donna: Come on, move your feet! Move your feet!

Vicky: Oh, man!

Donna: Boy, this place really was a mess!

Vicky: Well, leave it alone!

Donna: No, honey, I really -- I don't mind!

Vicky: I do! There is something really unnatural about watching you clean, and it's upsetting my stomach!

Donna: Well, then drink some more of your tea!

Vicky: I don't want any more tea! I don't want you to clean! Would you just leave so I can be alone?

[Vacuum turns off]

Vicky: Oh --

Donna: You're -- you're still upset about me talking to Rachel, aren't you?

Vicky: I was upset yesterday. Today I am just mortified.

Donna: Oh, honey. Come on, it was her son that got you into this trouble, and it's his responsibility to help you out of it.

Vicky: Stay out of this. You will just make it worse.

Donna: Victoria, look, I know what it's like to be pregnant and to be alone.

Vicky: I am not alone. I have plenty of friends.

Donna: Oh, right, right. Like Jason Frame?

Vicky: I like him.

Donna: He is a user of people, and, you know, I can't understand why -- why you would even think of going to a stranger instead of your own family!

Vicky: Well, maybe I got used to it growing up!

Donna: Victoria --

Vicky: I'm sorry, Iím sorry.

Donna: You know it wasn't my fault that I couldn't take care of you.

Vicky: We've been through all this. All is forgiven. Forget it.

Donna: Well, obviously, you havenít.

Vicky: I have. Look, what I should have said is that Iím a type of person who is very self-reliant.

Donna: No. No, all those years, you were by yourself. And all those times you went through hurt, and I -- I wasn't there to hold you.

Vicky: Look, I love you. I know you love me, but you don't have to prove it to me by cleaning my apartment and straightening up my love life.

Donna: I guess it was just my way of trying to hold you.

Vicky: Well, then why don't you just hold me?

Donna: Oh, baby. Oh, I love you! Oh --

Vicky: Good. Now, can I be alone, please?

Donna: Oh, you. All right. All right, now that we've got the air cleared -- come on, sit up here. Come on. You and I have to put our heads together, and we've got to figure out some way to get Jamie Frame back into your life.

Sharlene: What's the matter, John?

John: I was just thinking about what you said about some women taking jobs that they're not suited for.

Sharlene: What is it?

John: Oh, it's Chris. I've had some trouble.

Jamie: Morning. I thought I smelled tomatoes.

Sharlene: Because I'm canning them.

Jamie: Oh. Is that what we're doing here?

John: Mm-hmm.

Sharlene: Fresh coffee?

Jamie: No, I'm going to my mom's house. I'll get some there.

Sharlene: Well, are you going to be back for supper?

Jamie: I don't know. Are you cooking?

Sharlene: Who else?

Jamie: I'll be here, then. Bye.

John: So long, doc.

Sharlene: Boy, he reminds me so much of his father.

John: Yeah, in a way.

Sharlene: I just hope he isn't as much like his father in his personal life.

John: Oh, I don't know. I think Jamieís pretty levelheaded.

Sharlene: So, what's this about Chris, huh?

John: I fired her.

Sharlene: What?

John: Well, at least I tried to. I fired her, and Jason rehired her.

Sharlene: Uh -- wait a second. Back up. I don't get it. I -- I thought her work was fine.

John: Oh, sure. Between coming on to and backing off of me and Mike.

Sharlene: What?

John: You know, Sharlene, when I was in Nam, I saw a lot of guys lose it. And believe me, I know the symptoms. She's losing it. And there's all this business about Tony being her half brother, and then telling you that she had no family at all.

Sharlene: Oh. The wedding dress?

John: Believe me; I never mentioned anything about a wedding. I mean, she comes on to me, then she backs off, and now she's threatening to take me to court, charging me with sexual harassment.

Sharlene: You think she's acting this way because you broke up with her?

John: No, no. I broke up with her because she was acting this way.

Sharlene: I wonder if she has a history of emotional problems.

John: I don't know. I don't know.

Sharlene: Check her file. Check her employment file.

John: That's a good idea. Maybe if I can find something that will show that she's, you know, unstable, it might help. At least help get rid of some of these sexual harassment charges. Oh, wait a minute. This may be exactly what Iím looking for.

Jamie: Hello there. How are you? I haven't seen you in a long time, yeah. Yes, we don't get much time together, do we? Uh-uh. You remember me, don't you? I'm your uncle Jamie. Honk-honk! Yeah. You sure are pretty. Yes, you are. You know, I'm going to have a little baby just like you. That's right. And maybe life will make more sense then.

Ada: Ok.

Jamie: Hi.

Ada: I can take her now.

Jamie: Grandma, I like holding her.

Ada: You're a natural.

Jamie: Oh, I've held a few babies before. Would you look at this cute face?

Ada: Yeah. You remember how upset we were when Amanda told us she was pregnant?

Jamie: Yeah.

Ada: None of us gave that marriage a chance.

Jamie: Well, it just goes to show you what a baby can do.

Ada: Sam and Amanda love each other. That's why that marriage is working. Any marriage based on anything less is headed for disaster.

Jamie: Grandma --

Ada: Do you get my drift?

Jamie: I never said I would marry Vicky.

Ada: You're thinking about it, though.

Jamie: She's carrying my child.

Ada: Who says?

Jamie: Vicky.

Ada: Oh. A shining example of truth and honesty is our Vicky.

Jamie: She wouldn't lie to me.

Ada: You would know.

Jamie: Grandma, it's my baby.

Ada: What's next?

Jamie: Oh -- I want to be a part of my child's life.

Ada: Be careful. Don't make a decision you might regret for the rest of your life.

Jamie: Hey -- hey Ė

John: Chris has listed a Lucy Marchand as her nearest relative. Says she's her aunt.

Sharlene: Hmm. Marchand -- that was her -- her half brother Tonyís last name, right?

John: Yeah. Maybe Aunt Lucy can give us some information.

Sharlene: So, what are you planning to do?

John: Give her a call.

Sharlene: You know, this woman may not want to answer personal questions over the phone. She doesn't even know you.

John: Well, a letter is going to take too long. I don't have that much time.

Sharlene: Ok, so, Aunt Lucy lives in Addison. That's about 45 minutes from here.

John: That's a good idea. I'll just confront her right upfront.

Sharlene: Yeah -- she's probably elderly, John, so I would try to approach the subject with a little tact.

John: Another good idea. You come with me.

Sharlene: I was going to suggest that.

John: Why didn't you suggest that? Listen, I've got to stop by the site first.

Sharlene: Ok, right. Hey, John, Iím sorry things turned out this way. She seemed special.

John: Yeah, I know. I thought so, too. My doctor was proud of the surgery,

Donna: Oh, Michael, can't you come home from Washington any sooner than that? I need you! Well, no, nothing's really happened. It's -- oh, it's just that the --

[Doorbell rings]

Donna: Um -- oh, wait, I've got to get the door. Bridget's not here right now. I still need to talk to you, so stay in your room and Iíll call you back, ok? Bye. Oh, Chris --

Chris: Oh, Donna, we have to talk.

Donna: Well, I'm -- Iím afraid Iím busy right now.

Chris: Oh, doing what, planning your next manicure?

Donna: What?

Chris: Oh, I'm sorry, Donna. I just have to talk to you.

Donna: Well, I'm sorry, too, but I don't think I want to talk to you right now. I --

Chris: No. Now, you listen to me. The Hudsonís are so self-centered and so arrogant, especially that husband of yours.

Donna: How dare you!

Chris: The great Michael Hudson. He thinks any woman is just going to throw herself at his feet.

Donna: What are you talking about?

Chris: I thought so. He didn't tell you, did he? He's a coward, just like his brother, John.

Donna: What are you trying to say?

Chris: John -- big war hero. Pretending to care about you, and all he wants to do is get me in bed.

Donna: Oh, that's -- that's enough. Get out. I don't want to hear this.

Chris: Oh, no! No, Donna, please! You can't block me out like they did!

Donna: You've got to let go of me.

Chris: Listen, they're trying to fire me because I wouldn't go to bed with them. They are accusing me of throwing myself at them, as if I would want either one of them!

Donna: Get out. Get out of my house.

Chris: Donna -- you Hudsonís think you're untouchable. Well, you just wait till I get through with you.

Donna: You get out of my house now or I am going to call the guards.

Chris: No one treats me like this and gets away with it. No one!

Donna: Michael Hudsonís room, please. Michael, I want you to come home, and I want you to come home now.

John: I'm sorry we barged in on you like this, Mrs. Marchand.

Lucy: You said it was about Chris?

Sharlene: We wanted to see you in person. We're very concerned about her.

John: Chris works for me, and she listed you as her nearest relation.

Lucy: I'm not a blood relation.

John: Really?

Lucy: No. I'm Tonyís aunt. I told Chris to call me Aunt Lucy when they got married.

John: Wait a minute. Tony and Chris were married?

Lucy: Didn't you know?

John: Well, no. She told me that --

Lucy: You can't always believe what Chris says, Mr. Hudson. Not since Tonyís death.

Sharlene: Well, that was so long ago.

Lucy: Yes. I haven't seen much of her in quite a while.

Sharlene: But you keep in touch?

Lucy: Not really. I suppose I remind her of Tony. They were so much in love. She had the most beautiful dress. But when he got word that he was going to Vietnam, they were married by a justice of the peace.

John: Mrs. Marchand --

Lucy: They had so little time together.

John: Mrs. Marchand, do you think that Tonyís death caused her emotional problems?

Lucy: She'd seem all right for a while. And then it was -- it was like she wasn't seeing or hearing right in her head.

John: Oh. I thought so.

Lucy: Has she done something?

Sharlene: Well, nothing that we can't handle now.

Lucy: I was hoping that after all these years she'd get over Tonyís death.

John: I knew Tony, just for a few months before he was killed.

Lucy: You were in Vietnam, too?

John: Yeah. He was a terrific guy. Well, listen, we won't take up any more of your time. Thank you very much for your hospitality.

Lucy: I hope Iíve been of some help.

John: You were.

Sharlene: You've told us all we needed to know. Thank you.

John: We'll see ourselves out.

Ada: Here we go round the mulberry bush ok. Ok.

Rachel: Hi.

Ada: Hi. You're home early.

Rachel: Too hectic at the office to get any work done. Hi, how's my beautiful girl? Hi!

Ada: Look at that smile. She's a bear if she doesn't get her nap.

[Alli coos]

Rachel: I know. So was Amanda.

Ada: So were you.

Rachel: I was?

Ada: You still are. How's Mac?

Rachel: Oh, he's having a terrible time. He can't get any work done. He's too distracted to make decisions.

Ada: Well, he's got you there to make decisions.

Rachel: It's not the same thing. It's an awful lot of work. I don't know how he's done it all these years.

Ada: He's done it because he's smart and he's working for what he loves most in the world -- his family.

Rachel: Well, with any luck, his name will be cleared and everything will get back to normal.

Ada: Well, if you ever need a reminder of what you're working for, just take one look at that.

Rachel: Look at you. You're not sleeping. You're just listening to us ladies.

Ada: Yeah.

Rachel: Yes, you are!

Ada: Jamie was dazzled by her before.

Rachel: Jamie was here?

Ada: Yeah, a little while ago.

Rachel: How did he seem?

Ada: Thoughtful.

Rachel: I'm going to help him straighten all this out.

Ada: Jamie doesn't need you to fight his battles for him.

Rachel: Well, I wouldn't think of it if Donna Hudson wasn't fighting Vickyís for her.

Ada: She is?

Rachel: I told you, she came to the office. She wants Jamie to do the right thing by her daughter. Well, two can play that game.

Lisa: Hi. You're home.

Jamie: Hi. What a nice surprise.

Lisa: Where were you before? I called.

Jamie: Well, I dropped by my mom's house to have a chat with her, but she wasn't there. Do you by any rare chance feel like going for a drive right now?

Lisa: I'm due in at work. Aren't you?

Jamie: Oh. No, not till later.

Lisa: Well, how's Mac? How's the trial going?

Jamie: Oh, you know Mac. He's holding up.

Lisa: What's wrong, Jamie? You're very restless.

Jamie: Oh, no, I'm fine. Nothing.

Lisa: Is it Vicky?

Jamie: Yeah, what else?

Lisa: Well, if you don't want to talk about it --

Jamie: Lisa, I'm desperate to talk about it.

Lisa: But not to me?

Jamie: I just feel like every time Vicky is mentioned or the baby is mentioned, it's got to be really hard on you.

Lisa: It'd be a lot harder if I thought you were keeping things from me.

Jamie: I'm not doing that. I just -- it's just kind of difficult to talk to you about it.

Lisa: I want to help, Jamie.

Jamie: You know, just a little while ago when I was over at the house, Ada was there taking care of Alli, and she let me hold her. And, you know, Iíve held a lot of babies before, but there's just something about holding one that you're so close to. I don't know.

Lisa: It's different, isn't it?

Jamie: Yeah, yeah, it really is. I felt -- I felt so protective. I mean, this helpless, little child is -- didn't ask to be brought into the world. But here she is. I mean, she's trusting someone to love her and to look after her.

Lisa: What are you trying to say, Jamie?

Jamie: I want to know my child. And I want my child to know me.

Lisa: Of course you do.

Jamie: Problem is, how do I do that and not be with Vicky?

Lisa: You don't want to be with Vicky.

Jamie: No, I love you.

Lisa: I know. I wish this weren't so hard on you.

Jamie: Well, the main thing is that the baby doesn't get hurt.

Lisa: Jamie, we'll work it out, I promise.

Jamie: I don't know what I would do without you.

[Knock on door]

Vicky: Coming!


Vicky: If this is my mother again -- Felicia. You're all I need.

Felicia: I won't be long.

Vicky: Well, why don't you make yourself at home?

Felicia: Why don't we dispense with the usual civilities, Vicky? You're really not worth them.

Vicky: Oh, it's going to be that kind of chat?

Felicia: Yeah, yeah, I'm afraid so.

Vicky: No, I'm afraid not, Felicia, because I really don't feel like talking.

Felicia: Good. I'll talk, you can listen. I want you to stop interfering in Lisaís life.

Vicky: Oh, poor little Lisa must be so desperate, sending over the big guns.

Felicia: In the first place, I'm here on my own. And in the second place, I'm going to hurt you in a way that you have never been hurt if you don't stop ruining Lisaís happiness with Jamie.

Vicky: Well, now, that wouldn't be possible if Jamie really loved her.

Felicia: You know damn well he loves her.

Vicky: Oh! Well, it certainly didn't seem like that when he was in bed with me.

Felicia: What are you doing? You're using this baby as a hostage to blackmail Jamie?

Vicky: Jamie has to take responsibility for this child, too!

Felicia: Oh, I see, I see. You're going to hold that over his head for the rest of his life, is that it?

Vicky: You know, Felicia, if you knew Jamie as well as you say you do, then you would know that he's not going to abandon his own child.

Felicia: Oh, I know that. That's very true. But you can't make him love you.

Vicky: Well, I'm not planning on it. You see, Jamie is going to fall in love with me all by himself, in time.

Felicia: How did you get to be such a cocky little twit? I can't believe it's because you always get what you want. You just, I'm afraid, are not that clever.

Vicky: Oh, are you through?

Felicia: You're not going to get away with this, Vicky. Lisa is a lot tougher than you think she is.

Vicky: Leave.

Felicia: Don't forget for a moment that she's my niece. And you know how ridiculous you always look when you try and tangle with me. You will look equally as stupid if you try and take her on, too. Remember that. No, no. No, no, please. I'll show myself out. Oh -- have a nice day, Vicky.

Vicky: Ugh!

[Car approaches]

John: Thanks for going with me to see Mrs. Marchand.

Sharlene: Oh, I'm glad I could be of help.

John: Couldn't have done it without you. Hello, Chris.

Chris: You went behind my back.

John: Sharlene, why don't you leave us alone?

Sharlene: All right, Iíll be outside.

Chris: She always does what you tell her to?

John: Lay off Sharlene, ok?

Chris: What is my file doing out?

John: We went to see your aunt.

Chris: You took Sharlene?

John: Yes.

Chris: Why? If you wanted to know something, why didn't you just ask me?

John: Because you don't tell the truth, Chris.

Chris: What did Aunt Lucy tell you?

John: She said that you were married to Tony.

Chris: Well, you knew that. You were in Nam with him.

John: No, no. I knew he was married, but I didn't know he was married to you.

Chris: Well, maybe you forgot.

John: Chris, you said that he was your half brother, remember?

Chris: Oh, did I? Well, I sometimes say things, and I'm not really sure why.

John: Chris, listen to me. Nobody knows better than I do how hard it must've been on you to lose Tony.

Chris: Oh, no. No, John, I got over him years ago.

John: No, no, you havenít. You need help.

Chris: Listen, there's a reason that I couldn't tell you the truth.

John: I'm not interested in your reasons.

Chris: I just don't feel safe here. Let's go to your boat.

John: No, Chris, listen to me. There's someone I want you to talk to.

Chris: Who?

John: A friend of mine. She works at the V.A. She can help you.

Chris: There's nothing wrong with me.

John: Chris --

Chris: You don't understand. You're the one. You fired me because I wouldn't go to bed with you.

John: No, that's not true!

Chris: Yes, it is. Oh, John. I'm going to take you to court.

John: On what charges?

Chris: Harassment.

John: Chris, nobody's going to believe you anymore. I have witnesses now. Sharlene, Mike, Tonyís aunt. Any number of doctors.

Chris: Uh-uh. Oh --

John: Chris, come on. Yeah, you need help. Please, let me help you. Please.

Chris. Chris! My doctor was proud of the surgery,

Jamie: Hi, Mom.

Rachel: Oh, hi, sweetie.

Jamie: Am interrupting you?

Rachel: I'm very glad you are.

Jamie: So, you like being chairman of the board, huh?

Rachel: I donít. Not very much at all.

Jamie: What, all that power?

Rachel: I'm very happy to give the power back to Mac as soon as his name is cleared.

Jamie: Well, let's hope that's soon.

Rachel: Yes, let's hope so. Mom said you were earlier.

Jamie: Yeah. I -- I wanted to talk to you about Lisa.

Rachel: How's she doing?

Jamie: Well, she puts on a brave front, but inside she's been devastated by this business with Vicky.

Rachel: Of course. Of course she is. But she's sticking by you.

Jamie: Yes. Yes, she is.

Rachel: What is it?

Jamie: I feel terrible for Lisa. I mean, I wish I could walk away from everything, you know, and be with her, but I can't.

Rachel: I know.

Jamie: I have to be a part of my child's life.

Rachel: How are Donna and Michael?

Jamie: Well, Donnaís upset, as you can well imagine, and I haven't heard from Michael yet. Even Jake has given me flak.

Rachel: Why Jake?

Jamie: Well, he's very close to Vicky. They sort of grew up together.

Rachel: Yeah, I know.

Jamie: And he married her sister, and he's feeling very protective, like a big brother would.

Ada: Well, what do you know? We just start to fix dinner and look who shows up.

Matt: Hey, hey, perfect timing.

Jamie: As usual.

[Jamie and Matt laugh]

Jamie: Hey, bro, how you doing?

Matt: Hey, how you doing?

Jamie: Good to see you.

Matt: And you. What are you up to?

Jamie: You knucklehead.

[Knock on door]

Sharlene: Oh, my hands are full!

Mitch: It's Mitch Blake. Am I interrupting?

Sharlene: No, come on in. Hi.

Mitch: You are busy, I see.

Sharlene: No, no. Not too busy to offer Feliciaís friend a cup of coffee.

Mitch: No.

Sharlene: Have a seat. No coffee?

Mitch: A seat's all right. Thank you.

Sharlene: So, did you enjoy Atlantic City?

Mitch: Oh, sure, sure. It was a lot of fun. It gets kind of old fast, though. You do know that Iím Matthewís father, don't you?

Sharlene: Yeah, of course.

Mitch: I guess that makes me prejudiced, but I know that he's a good kid.

Sharlene: I'm sure he is.

Mitch: He says that you're upset about him seeing Josie.

Sharlene: I just want you to know they are seeing each other.

Mitch: And you don't approve?

Sharlene: I just think they're too young.

Mitch: Matthew's starting college.

Sharlene: And don't you think he should be concentrating on that instead of other things?

Mitch: Well, yeah, he should be concentrating on that. But there are also some decisions that he's old enough to make on his own.

Sharlene: Well, Josie isnít.

Mitch: Are you sure?

Sharlene: I don't want her getting into something that she's going to regret later on.

Mitch: Well, if you succeed at that, Iím sure you're going to be the first mother that ever has.

Sharlene: You're saying I'm too strict?

Mitch: Overprotective, maybe.

Sharlene: Mitch, I sometimes wonder if I am doing the right thing.

Mitch: You know, the more that you fight their wanting to be together, the more that they're going to want to. It's human nature.

Sharlene: I'm well aware of human nature.

Mitch: All they want is your approval. I mean, it's not like they're out sneaking around. I mean, doesn't that say something for their maturity?

Sharlene: I guess. I'll think about it.

Mitch: Good. And if it's all right with you, this is just between us.

Sharlene: Oh, I see. The father's deceptive, and I'm supposed to trust the son?

Mitch: He takes after his mom.

Rachel: Oh, Matthew, Josie can't quit.

Matt: Well, she said that you make her feel very uncomfortable.

Rachel: That's why she wants to quit?

Matt: Yeah. I think you could've been a little nicer to her.

Ada: Well, your mother's got a lot on her mind.

Rachel: I'm sorry that I made her uncomfortable, really. But, you know, the behavior between you two at the office is not suitable.

Matt: Oh, come on. I just put an arm around her, maybe.

Rachel: Matthew, you did a lot more than that --

Matt: Ok, I kissed her once.

Ada: Matthew! Heavens to Betsy!

Matt: Ok.

Rachel: You guys can joke about this, but it is an office. It's not a drive-in.

Matt: Come on. You're telling me you never kissed Mac in the office?

Rachel: That's different.

Matt: Why? Because he owns the company?

Rachel: We're married. It's not the same as you and Josie.

Ada: Is there some reason why you don't want them to see each other?

Rachel: Josie's mother doesn't want them to date.

Matt: Mom, I am just asking you to trust me.

Ada: Come on, Matthew.

Matt: Wait, where are we going?

Ada: Come on, your mother's got a lot of work to do. You're going to take your grandma for a drive.

Matt: A drive?

Ada: Why don't you let me handle this?

Rachel: Please.

Ada: Ok?

Rachel: I've got my own piece of trouble to deal with.

Mitch: For you.

Felicia: Thank you. Are you telling me that you'd like to get married in a little, white chapel with little, white doves on little, white candles with piped organ Muzak playing "oh promise me"?

Mitch: Yes.

Felicia: You probably even want me to get married in white.

Mitch: Of course.

Felicia: Oh, boy. You really are against getting married at a racetrack?

Mitch: Well, if I weren't, could you find a minister who would even do it?

Felicia: There has to be a minister who believes in god and also the horses.

Mitch: And I'm sure if there is one, you're going to find him.

Felicia: The more difficult this becomes, the more determined I am to do it.

Mitch: Great.

Felicia: If I can pull this off, will you go along, please?

Mitch: If you want to get married on the moon, it's fine with me.

Felicia: Mitch, great! Thank you, thank you. Mitch, what about that minister on apple tree drive? I think he plays the horses.

Mitch: Forget it.

Chris: Isn't this domestic.

Sharlene: Chris.

Chris: Oh, Sharlene, I thought we were friends. How could you talk John into going to see my aunt behind my back?

Sharlene: I didn't talk him into it.

Chris: You see, Lucy Marchand hates me. She would say anything against me.

Sharlene: In fact, she wasn't at all critical about you.

Chris: Unlike some people we know?

Sharlene: Look, John and I were just concerned about --

Chris: "John and I, John and I." Ooh, I bet you love the sound of that.

Sharlene: I beg your pardon?

Chris: And I've noticed -- he really likes the act you put on, this docile domesticity.

Sharlene: Look, I don't know what you think is going on between John and I --

Chris: You got jealous because John and I were getting close!

Sharlene: No!

Chris: You took him to see that woman, and she filled him full of lies.

Sharlene: Chris, you're wrong. You --

Chris: You would double-cross any woman who even looked at him twice, wouldn't you?

Sharlene: No! Chris, all right, please, just go. Don't --

Chris: He -- he wanted me. We were doing fine until you broke it up.

Sharlene: No, I didn't --

Chris: You turned him against me.

Sharlene: No, I didn't!

Chris: Why? Why? Why couldn't you just leave us alone!

Matt: What's going on in here?

Chris: Get out of my way!

Ada: What was that all about?

Sharlene: I'd rather not talk about it.

Ada: Well, I guess we should've phoned.

Sharlene: No, no. In fact, I could use the company.

Ada: Oh, well, speaking of company, I just love the company of younger people, don't you?

Sharlene: Uh-huh.

Ada: Well, except when they play the stereo too loud, and they always do that when they're together.

Sharlene: Ada, what are you driving at?

Ada: Don't you think that younger people should have a chance to be together?

Sharlene: Matthew, you certainly have a lot of allies.

Matt: Yes, my grandmother is the best.

Sharlene: And you have caught me while my resistance has worn away.

Ada: Oh, and I just got started.

Sharlene: All right, Matthew, Iíll trust you.

Matt: You will?

Sharlene: Don't make me regret it.

Matt: I can go out with Josie?

Sharlene: Yes. She's out in the garden. Why don't you go see her?

Matt: Thanks. I'll come to you sooner next time.

Ada: Mm-hmm, you bet your boots.

[Matt laughs]

Ada: Sharlene, I've raised two daughters and a granddaughter, and Iím still here.

Sharlene: How?

Ada: By going along with the things that I can't change. You ought to try it. It'd make your life a little simpler.

[Knock on door]


Vicky: This has got to be a conspiracy.

Now what?

Rachel: It's Rachel Cory.

Vicky: Coming! Rachel -- no. Not now, not today. Oh, please.


Vicky: Ok, all right. It's only Jamieís mother. She shouldn't intimidate you. I mean, just remind yourself that you're rich, too. Yes, coming. Hello, Mrs. Cory.

Rachel: Am I intruding?

Vicky: No, no. I was just resting. Please, come in.

Rachel: You're feeling tired these days?

Vicky: I guess Jamie told you about the baby.

Rachel: Yes, he did.

Vicky: Well, I did not intend for any of this to happen.

Rachel: Didn't you?

Vicky: Oh, come on, not you, too.

Rachel: What does that mean?

Vicky: It means that everyone is blaming me for this baby like Jamie is not responsible at all!

Rachel: Vicky, I really do understand.

Vicky: Understand what?

Rachel: The lengths to which a woman can go to entrap a man.

Vicky: Now, wait a minute, Mrs. Cory. I --

Rachel: It's particularly easy, isn't it, when the man is trusting and kind like Jamie?

Vicky: I have no complaints about Jamie.

Rachel: That's nice. But now you're dealing with me, and I'm not so trusting. I know all the lies a woman can tell.

Vicky: I don't know what you're talking about.

Rachel: Well, then let me make myself clear. You think you know all the angles, but I view some angles that you would never dream of. Honey, if this baby isn't Jamieís, Iíll find out about it. And if you hurt Jamie, you will regret it.

[Phone rings]

Rachel: That's a warning.


Rachel: You can answer that. I have nothing more to say.


Vicky: What? No, Mother, I don't want you to come and fix me dinner tonight. No! If one more person walks through that door today, heads will start to roll! Ugh! Oh.

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