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Another World Transcript Wednesday 8/25/04
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Proofread by Daniel
Felicia: Mitch, what is that long horn, you know, that trumpet-like thing?
Mitch: A trumpet-like thing?
Felicia: You know, at the races, before they start, that little guy comes out in that red little fox-hunting outfit with the black hat and he sort of stands there and plays --
Felicia: That guy.
Mitch: At the races?
Felicia: Right. What do you call that?
Mitch: A bugle.
Felicia: Bugle? Really?
Mitch: I think.
Felicia: I thought it had a more romantic name than that.
Mitch: Will you forget the bugle? Eat your bagel.
Felicia: Bugle. Huh. You should be the writer. You have a very unique way with words.
Mitch: Pictures are my game. Are you serious? A wedding at a racetrack?
Felicia: Honey, don't be such a grouch. You'll see. It's different. I mean, how many people get married on the finish line? That's it! Honey, why didn't I think of that before?
Mitch: What's it?
Felicia: We can get married right on the finish line!
Mitch: Great. "Bride and groom finish neck and neck"?
Felicia: Yes! I love it!
Amanda: Ok, mom. Bye. Grandma sends you her love, as if you didn't already know that. She sounds so lonely.
Sam: Amanda, she's surrounded by people at the office all day long.
Amanda: Yeah, she's so busy there, she doesn't have time for anything else. Daddy can't even go into the office. It just isn't fair.
Sam: It'll be ok.
Amanda: Yeah, sure. I just can't help worrying about my family.
Sam: Hey, Amanda, I do understand. Look, I got to go see Mitch before I go to work, so I'll see you at "Brava," all right?
Sam: It's too late, isn't it?
Amanda: We'll have time for that later, I promise.
Sam: Oh, yeah?
Sam: That's a deal, lady. See ya.
Amanda: Ok? Put those feet down. Yeah.
Amanda: Hello, Lisa. It's Amanda.
Lisa: Hi. How are you?
Amanda: Fine. And how are you?
Lisa: Oh, I'm fine, thanks. Jamie's about to leave. Did you want to talk to him?
Amanda: Yeah, if he's got a second.
Lisa: Hold on. It's Amanda.
Jamie: Ok. Thanks. Hi, sis. What's up? I'm running late.
Amanda: Too late to swing by here on your way to the hospital?
Jamie: Is it really important?
Amanda: Well, you know, I wouldn't ask you unless it was. It's urgent.
Singer: Ooh Iíve been watching your eyes looking for someone
[Knock on door]
Vicky: Ooh, just who's it going to be this time? Could we have Felicia or Lisa or --
Vicky: All right, all right! I'm coming, I'm coming! Oh. Hi, Jake.
Jake: Whoa, a whole lot of enthusiasm there. You want to try that again?
Jake: Marley out?
Vicky: Yeah, she went to get some groceries.
Jake: What took you so long to answer the door? I had to bang three times.
Vicky: Hey, I was doing my exercises.
Jake: You weren't, like, sitting in here waiting for whoever it was to go away, right?
Vicky: There are certain people I would rather not see right now.
Jake: Vicky, you can't stay in your apartment forever.
Vicky: Well, it's better than having Lisaís friends and relatives torment me all the time.
Jake: Why don't you fight back? That's what the old Vicky would've done. Whatever happened to her, anyway?
Vicky: Jake, I can't summon up the strength anymore, ok? I'm sorry, I just canít.
Jake: Then I guess it's time for your friends to fight for you.
Jake: Are you listening to me?
Vicky: Yeah, yeah, yeah, you want me to get out more.
Jake: I just think it would be a good idea, Vic.
Vicky: Yeah, and with my luck, I would run into Lisa or one of her hit men -- hit women.
Jake: That's not -- Vicky --
Vicky: Yeah, I'm serious, Jake; she's got her troops out after me.
Jake: Just because someone put you down doesn't mean you lock yourself in your home for the rest of your life!
Marley: Well, why shouldn't Vicky stay if she wants to, Jake?
Vicky: Hey, you're back already.
Marley: Hi. Hi, sweetheart.
Jake: Let me get this.
Jake: I was just telling her she should get out of this place.
Marley: Well, I think we should let Victoria make her own decisions.
Vicky: Hallelujah! Someone finally agrees with me.
Marley: I think maybe after you eat some more and get some more rest, then maybe you'll feel like going out.
Vicky: Unless the old nausea creeps up and keeps me close to the facilities.
Marley: I told you, that morning sickness will go away.
Vicky: Well, you keep saying that, but it doesn't hear you.
Marley: Sweetie, could you stay here with Vicky for a while while I go pick up some things?
Jake: What things?
Marley: Well, I have some clothes, shoes, unmentionables.
Jake: I thought you got all that stuff.
Marley: I did, but only for a couple of days and Iím going to be staying for a week or two, remember?
Jake: How can I forget? I'll give you a ride over there, all right?
Marley: No, no, no, you stay here with Vicky.
Vicky: Oh, yes, we mustn't leave Vicky without a little keeper.
Marley: Well, Vicky, what if you should need something?
Vicky: Well, I'll go over to Amandaís.
Marley: I don't think you should see as much of Amanda.
Vicky: Marley, she's a friend -- one of the last ones I might have, I might add.
Marley: Yes, but she is also Jamieís sister and Rachelís daughter.
Vicky: Yeah, but she doesn't worry about that, so why should you? Ok, I'm sorry, you're right. I shouldn't put her on the spot like that, especially with a mother like that.
Marley: Ok, it's settled then. Jake will stay here in case you need something from the store --
Jake: Or a bodyguard.
Marley: See you later. Bye.
Vicky: So long. You don't have to stay, Jake. I know you have more important things to do.
Jake: No, actually, I think Iíll stay here for a while. I think we need to talk.
Vicky: About what?
Jamie: So what is it? I don't have long.
Amanda: Thanks for coming over.
Jamie: You said it was urgent.
Amanda: It's about Vicky.
Jamie: Amanda, I don't want to talk about Vicky.
Amanda: Jamie, you can't just pretend that she doesn't exist.
Jamie: Oh, I know she exists, all right, believe me.
Amanda: All right, look, just don't get mad at me, ok?
Jamie: You know, I wish you weren't even her friend. It's not fair to Lisa. This situation is very difficult for Lisa.
Amanda: I think it's a lot harder on Vicky. Jamie, I know what it's like to be pregnant and not married to your child's father.
Jamie: Sam wasn't engaged to someone else, Amanda.
Amanda: No, that's true, but --
Jamie: So stop comparing yourself with Vicky.
Amanda: Jamie, she's carrying your baby!
Jamie: Oh, no kidding. You don't think I know that?
Amanda: But you don't seem to do anything about it!
Jamie: What would you have me do?
Amanda: You could at least stop in every once in a while just to see how she's doing.
Jamie: Well, you seem sufficiently determined to keep me up to date on that, ok?
Amanda: It's Lisa that's keeping you from going over there, isn't it?
Jamie: Lisa is being more fair about this than any other woman would dream of being. It's more difficult for her than anyone else here!
Amanda: I don't think so.
Jamie: That's because you're brainwashed by your next-door neighbor there!
Jamie: I'm sorry, but you are pushing me far too hard here!
Amanda: All right, all right. Can't we talk about this reasonably?
Jamie: It's not a reasonable situation, Amanda. Lisa and I are in love with each other. We want to plan our lives together, but we can't because every day we have to deal with you-know-who!
Amanda: Well, why do you have to make Vicky go through the consequences all by herself?
Jamie: You identify far too much with her, you know that?
Amanda: I've been through it, too, Jamie!
Jamie: No, you are not like her! You are fair, you are generous, you are kind! You are not devious and spiteful!
Amanda: You think she's having your baby out of spite?
Jamie: Yeah, could be.
Amanda: That's not like you to blame her.
Jamie: Amanda, you keep forcing what Iím saying into things that I don't mean.
Amanda: Because you know that Iím right.
Jamie: So what am I supposed to do? Marry someone that I don't love because we weren't careful?
Amanda: I don't know what to tell you to do, Jamie. All I know is you'll never forgive yourself if she's --
Jamie: If she's what? If she's what, Amanda?
Amanda: All right, look, Jamie, she's desperate. Desperate people do desperate things. Now, do you want that? Does Lisa? Just please do something before it's too late?
Vicky: So what's on your mind?
Jake: Well, you know Marley and myself just got finished patching things up, right?
Vicky: I'm real happy for you, Jake.
Jake: Now she's staying here.
Vicky: Oh, you want me to get Marley to come back home with you.
Jake: Unless you absolutely, positively have to have her here.
Vicky: No, I'll talk to her.
Jake: She's hard to talk out of anything, you know that.
Vicky: Yeah, she's like her mom and her sister.
Jake: She says that you two are more alike than you care to admit.
Vicky: Maybe. It was really nice to have her here last night.
Jake: What, you have a bad night?
Vicky: Bad enough.
Jake: What happened?
Vicky: I got the shakes, Jake. I fell to pieces, and Marley picked them all up and put them back together.
Jake: She can do that.
Vicky: Yeah, it was nice. I mean, we were closer last night than we've been since you two got married. You know, she even sang me to sleep, just -- just like a mother usually does.
Jake: Well, maybe it's better if she just stays here with you.
Vicky: No, no, I don't think anything like that will happen again.
Jake: Got it out of your system, huh?
Vicky: Yeah, but there's no telling when I could blow up again.
Jake: Maybe it has something to do with that hormone change thing or something, I don't know.
Vicky: Well, whatever it is, I'd rather not go through it alone.
Jake: You won't have to go through it alone. It's not like Marleyís out in California or something.
Vicky: Yeah. Let's get off the topic of me. You'll get as depressed as I am. So --
Jake: Off the topic.
Vicky: What is happening with the Ronnie video?
Jake: I may have to postpone that, actually.
Vicky: What, she's going to back out on you again?
Jake: No, it's me this time.
Vicky: Jake, you were all excited about it last week.
Jake: Well, I got a more exciting offer from a documentary company that makes films.
Vicky: Yeah, what kind of offer?
Jake: As a director.
Vicky: Director? Whoo! Congratulations!
Jake: The deal's not set yet, so Iím still kind of worried about it.
Vicky: Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed.
Jake: This will mean that I don't have to take any money from you.
Vicky: What, you're going to get out of the video business altogether?
Jake: No, just Iím not going to have time for it. I mean, I don't want to let Ronnie down, but a chance like this only comes along once in a lifetime.
Vicky: You're not going to jump from project to project? Yesterday, video --
Vicky: Today, documentary, and tomorrow we could have, uh --
Jake: Vicky -- "uh." I finally got my life in check.
Vicky: You sure?
Jake: Yeah. Yep. I mean, Marley left and -- and so did my focus.
Vicky: You got it back, right?
Jake: When she came back, it came back.
Vicky: You see there? Things do work out -- for some people.
Jake: Vicky, they're going to work out for you, too.
Vicky: Yeah, well, if you need anything -- finances -- come to me first, will you?
Jake: Actually, I'm going to try to do this by myself, on my own.
Vicky: Ooh, now, there's the Jake that I knew back in Lassiter when we were kids.
Jake: What's the matter?
Vicky: Jake, how did I get myself into this mess?
Jake: I don't know. Anything I can do to make it easier?
Vicky: Yeah. You could beat Lisaís relatives over the head with a baseball bat.
Jake: You mean Felicia.
Vicky: And Rachel.
Jake: You think that Lisa actually sent them both after you?
Vicky: I'm sure she did. Jake, Lisa will do anything to keep Jamie away from me and his kid.
Felicia: What's that?
Mitch: Proofs for the article on the senator and his family.
Felicia: Oh. Let me see. Boy, she should do something about that coif.
Mitch: Maybe you should send her a note.
Felicia: Don't be a wise guy, ok? Still mad at me, huh?
Mitch: Who's mad?
Felicia: Well, I got that impression when Sam was here, especially when he sided with me.
Mitch: Everybody's entitled to an opinion, except for maybe me, of course.
Felicia: Ooh, I see. Here we go again.
Mitch: No, I just think that a wedding is an occasion that should have some dignity, that's all.
Felicia: Our wedding will have dignity. I promise you that.
Mitch: That'll be a first at a racetrack.
Felicia: I would never do anything that was vulgar or tacky. That's not my style, Mitch.
Mitch: Look, you're not in control of everything. What if things get out of hand?
Felicia: Ok. Then we'll just hire the little brown chapel in the wildwood. How's that?
Mitch: It could be worse.
Felicia: Of course, you'll have to get another bride to fit the setting --
Felicia: Because I certainly donít. I'll get the door.
Felicia: Hi, Matthew.
Matt: Oh, right. You're both home. Even better.
Mitch: What's up, Matthew?
Matt: Well, I got a favor Iíd like to ask you both.
Mitch: Sure, ask away.
Matt: Well, you've both met Josie, of course.
Felicia: Yes, she's a very sweet girl.
Matt: Mm-hmm, but you don't really know her that well. I mean, you haven't really sat down, talked with her about things.
Felicia: And you'd like us to sit down and talk to her about things?
Matt: Yes, that would be great.
Mitch: Like maybe tonight at dinner?
Matt: Do you mean it?
Mitch: Sure, I mean it. It'll give us an opportunity to be with some people who aren't so jaded with life that they've got to come up with some sort of flamboyant occasion.
Matt: I don't get it.
Felicia: It's all right, Matthew. That one was aimed right at me.
Matt: Did I say something wrong?
Mitch: No, no, it was nothing you said. It's between us.
Matt: You sure?
Mitch: Yeah, don't worry about it. We'll straighten it out. It's just something we'll have to work through. So what about dinner?
Matt: Well, what time do you want us to come over?
Matt: Isn't that a little too early for you guys?
Mitch: Well, it'll give us some time to meet Josie.
Matt: Ok, terrific, dad, thanks.
Mitch: Looking forward to it.
Matt: At least you have an open mind about these things, you know?
Mitch: What do you mean "at least"?
Matt: Well, you know mom.
Mitch: Yes, I know. Look, not now, ok? Let's not get into it.
Mitch: Why don't -- Iíve got to take care of some things. You take care of some things and we'll see each other later for dinner, ok?
Matt: Are you getting rid of me here?
Mitch: No, I'm not getting rid of you. We're going to have dinner tonight.
Matt: Ok, yeah. Listen to me, you are going to love her once you get --
Mitch: I know.
Matt: Keep that open mind.
Mitch: Don't worry about it.
Matt: That's great.
Mitch: Hey, Iíve got an open mind. Just relax. Don't be nervous as a bridegroom, ok?
Matt: You're the bridegroom, not me.
Mitch: I'll see you.
Lisa: Hi! I thought you were going to the hospital after you saw Amanda.
Jamie: Well, I got someone to cover for me. Lisa, we have to talk about Vicky again.
Lisa: What'd she do now?
Jamie: Well, nothing that Iím aware of.
Lisa: Then do we have to talk about her?
Jamie: Yes. We have to figure out now how the baby's going to fit in our lives after we're married.
Lisa: I'm sure we can leave that to Vicky.
Jamie: Well, I don't want to leave that to Vicky.
Lisa: Well, Vicky -- Jamie, whether we want it or not, Vickyís going to see that the baby's in our lives, or at least your life.
Jamie: Just don't get mad -- don't get mad at me now, ok?
Lisa: I'm mad at Vicky.
Jamie: All we need to do is discuss this very calmly right now, ok, so we can be prepared for whatever Vicky may do. Ok?
Lisa: Are you going to ask for visitation rights?
Jamie: Well, I've thought about that, and you know I want the child to know its father.
Lisa: Did you just talk to Vicky about this?
Jamie: No. Why do you think that?
Lisa: I thought maybe Amanda brought you over to see her.
Jamie: No, no, she didn't.
Lisa: Would you tell me if she did?
Jamie: Of course I would tell you. You don't believe me.
Lisa: I don't know what I believe anymore.
Jamie: Well, you might if you didn't jump to conclusions.
Lisa: I wouldn't jump to conclusions if I knew what was going on.
Jamie: Well, why do you want to know?
Lisa: Well, in the first place, what did Amanda want to talk to you so badly about?
Jamie: Well, I don't know, but she wanted to talk.
Lisa: About Vicky?
Jamie: Yes, about Vicky.
Lisa: And me?
Jamie: Yes, about you, too.
Lisa: I thought so.
Jamie: You thought what?
Lisa: She got you over there to make you feel sorry for Vicky.
Jamie: No, she wouldn't do that.
Lisa: I think she would.
Jamie: Why do you say that? Tell me.
Lisa: Amanda would be very pleased if we broke up and her best friend Vicky could marry you.
Jamie: Oh, come on, that's not true!
Lisa: Then why is it she's so friendly to a woman who has so shamelessly thrown herself at you for months?
Jamie: Well, I don't know why! Maybe it's because she lives across the hall from her or maybe it's because Vicky baby-sits for Amanda! I don't know!
Lisa: She does that to get in good with your sister to undermine me.
Jamie: Oh, you don't really think that's true, do you?
Lisa: She's getting Amanda to plead her case for her. Isn't it true?
Jamie: Isn't what true?
Lisa: Didn't Amanda talk to you about Vicky and tell you what a rough time she's having?
Jamie: Why are you so hostile toward Amanda?
Lisa: Just answer the question, Jamie.
Jamie: All right! Yes, yes, Amanda is very concerned about Vicky.
Sam: Make sure Rachel gets these, ok?
Evan: Hi, Sam.
Sam: Excuse me, I got to get to work.
Evan: No, don't go till I apologize.
Evan: Yeah, I was a bit hasty about reducing your salary last week.
Sam: Well, I'm relieved to hear that.
Evan: Rachel put everything in perspective for me, and I just want to say that Iím sorry if I upset you.
Sam: Forget it.
Evan: This is good work, Sam.
Sam: Thanks. Ahem.
Evan: Must be hard for you, though, spending so much time on commercial art, then going home to something even more creative.
Sam: Yeah, well, painting doesn't pay the bills.
Evan: Well, it does for some artists who aren't near as talented as you are.
Sam: Yeah. Them's the breaks, you know?
Evan: Well, you just hang in there because once your work gets known, you won't have to ever worry about paying the bills.
Sam: I'm not complaining.
Evan: Amanda's parents could finance you till your reputation gets --
Sam: Look, I wouldn't ask anybody to do that.
Evan: Independent, huh?
Sam: I pay my own bills.
Evan: I like that attitude, Sam. Some men marry into money just to move up the ladder.
Sam: And then some men donít. Excuse me, I got work to do.
Evan: Hey, you'd better get back to work, Sam, because time is money.
Josie: I'll take her to the park when she wakes up from her nap.
Amanda: Oh, great. Take her by the duck pond. She likes that.
Amanda: She's sleeping. I've got to go.
[Knock on door]
Matt: You're leaving.
Amanda: And aren't you glad. Don't distract my babysitter, ok?
Matt: Who, me?
Amanda: Hmm. Hey, wait a minute -- I thought you had class.
Matt: I'm in between. Take care. Hi.
Josie: Hi. How long before your next class?
Matt: Oh, a couple hours. Hey, nice new threads you got there.
Josie: Oh, my uncle Jason bought this for me at Nicoleís salon.
Matt: Ooh, must've cost a bundle.
Josie: Yeah, well, my uncle made some extra money or something.
Matt: Hmm. Well, whatever it cost, it was worth it.
Josie: Oh, thank you. Actually, he bought me a whole bunch of new outfits and my mom made him take them all back, except this one.
Josie: She doesn't want him spending the money on me.
Matt: Why shouldn't he if he wants to?
Josie: She doesn't know where he's getting it.
Matt: You make it sound as if he's doing something wrong.
Josie: He may be.
Matt: You really think so?
Josie: You know, he gets all these odd phone calls from guys who won't leave their name.
Matt: Hmm. Well, you know, a lot of people don't reveal themselves on the telephone, Riviera. Hey.
Josie: You know, it didn't seem weird to me until he mentioned the name Cory Publishing.
Matt: What'd he say?
Josie: Well, nothing, really. I mean, he just said the name, that's all.
Matt: Well, did he know that you heard him?
Josie: Well, sure.
Matt: And that's when he took you out to buy the new clothes?
Josie: Actually, the phone call came right before. He -- you know, he seemed like he was kind of up to something.
Matt: Maybe he was. Did you ask him why he was talking about my dad's company?
Josie: Well, yeah, he said it was some kind of construction deal in the works or something like that.
Matt: Well, I doubt if there's any construction going on in Cory Publishing with the takeover still in effect.
Josie: Well, that's what he said.
Matt: Well, I mean, it just doesn't make sense, Josie. My mom is running the company. She wouldn't give Jason Frame the time of day, let alone a construction contract.
Josie: Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned it.
Matt: No, no, no, I'm glad you did. I mean, whatever he said, I don't like him talking to strange people about my family's company.
Josie: Hey, Matthew, my uncle's not a bad guy.
Matt: No, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to suggest otherwise. Listen, let's drop this. I came over here to tell you good news.
Josie: Really? What?
Matt: Mm-hmm. Well, Mitch and Felicia have invited us to dinner.
Josie: Oh. When?
Matt: Tonight, around 6:00.
Josie: Oh, no.
Matt: Hey, come on, relax! They're casual people.
Josie: Oh, Matthew, I've met her! She's -- she's so chic.
Matt: Well, so you are in that new dress.
Josie: Is it just going to be us?
Matt: Yes. They want to get to know you better.
Josie: Matthew, what if I make another mistake like I did with Jamie and Lisa, the water cooler --
Matt: No, stop it! You're going to feel right at home. Just, listen, you just got to relax. I mean, Feliciaís a lot of fun to be around, and my dad already says he likes you.
Josie: He does?
Matt: He does, and so do I. And once he gets to talk to you and know you a little better, he's going to like you a lot more.
Josie: I hope so.
Matt: I know so. And, you know, once we have him in our corner, all we have to go after is my mom.
Felicia: "Through the corner, she saw the man she'd seen while scuba diving." No, "while -- while scuba-ing." No, that's stupid. "While swimming far below surface." Why did I ever decide to write this?
Felicia: There have to be more fascinating occupations for a hero! I'm coming! "Scuba-ing"? "Scuba-ing"? I don't think that's right. Hi!
Lisa: I know you're probably working -- you're working.
Felicia: No, no! It's all right, honey, come on in.
Lisa: I'm sorry. I didn't think. I --
Felicia: No, it's all right. I mean it, Iím not --
Lisa: I should've called.
Felicia: No, you shouldn't have! Sit down, for heaven's sakes. Actually, I'm glad you interrupted me. So, what's happening? What's the problem?
Lisa: It's Jamie. No, it's me.
Felicia: Jamie, you. Well, so far, so good.
Lisa: And everything's falling apart.
Felicia: Why don't you try telling me nice and calmly what's happened?
Lisa: It's just like you said it was going to be.
Felicia: What did I say?
Lisa: Jamie keeps talking more and more about this baby being a part of our lives permanently, and with the baby comes Vicky!
Felicia: Will you excuse me for just a minute, ok?
Felicia: Don't move.
Felicia: Hello? Yes, Marty. Right. When did it happen? No, no, I get the picture, all right. How much damage was done? Yeah? I'm not a plumber, honey. What do you want me to do? Hi. What?
Mitch: Can I get you something?
Felicia: You're kidding!
Lisa: No, thanks.
Felicia: He threatened to quit? The leak is ruining his cream puffs. Yes. No, no, Iím here. Right. Right. And? Well, did -- did you tell him? All right, Marty. All right, yes. All right! Yes, Iíll be right down. All right, I promise. Honey, Iím sorry. I've got a small crisis at Tops, all right?
Lisa: It's all right, we'll talk later.
Felicia: No, no, you stay right here. Please sit down. I'll be right back, all right? I won't be long. Mitch, why don't you get her something to eat or drink, ok?
Lisa: Well, don't rush on my account.
Felicia: I would always rush on your account. I just don't want the chef to kill the plumber. I'll be back.
Mitch: You sure I can't get you some juice?
Lisa: No, thanks. I just came over to cry on Feliciaís shoulder.
Mitch: That's why she has those shoulder pads.
Lisa: Oh, Mitch. I shouldn't worry her with my problems.
Mitch: Your problems being Jamie?
Lisa: And Vicky.
Mitch: Maybe I can help.
Lisa: You think so?
Mitch: I think I have an idea of what Jamieís going through.
Lisa: Oh, right -- Matthew. Of course.
Mitch: It's going to be rough for him. It's going to be rough for you. I hope you're both ready for it.
Matt: You know what you slept like, Alli? You slept just like a little baby.
Josie: Oh, Matthew, that's terrible.
Matt: Come on, she doesn't know that. Besides, it's the first time you probably even heard about that joke, huh?
Josie: You come with me, little sweetie. We're going to go to the park.
Matt: Wish I could go with you, but I got a political science, you know, class. Why don't I pick you up around 5:30, you know, for dinner?
Josie: Ok. Are you sure this dress is all right?
Matt: Absolutely. I will try to bring myself up to your level. We'll be fine.
Josie: Well, don't do it too much. I'm so nervous, Matthew.
Matt: Don't worry about it, ok?
Marley: Excuse me.
Marley: I'm sorry.
Matt: That's all right. Ahem. Marley, I'm just glad you're not my mom.
Matt: I'll see you later, Josie.
Marley: Bye, Matt. Is Amanda here?
Josie: No, she's at "Brava."
Josie: Do you want to call her there?
Marley: No, no. But I would love to hold the baby.
Josie: Oh, sure.
Josie: She's eating right now, so --
Marley: Ok. Come here.
Josie: There you go.
Marley: Ok, doll. Ok!
Marley: Oh, sweetie! Oh, sweetie. Well, aren't you -- oh!
Marley: Oh, oh! There are your blue eyes. There you are. Hello! Josie, is something wrong?
Josie: Oh. No, no. I'm sorry. It's just that, well, I've only met you one time before and, well, you're -- you probably hear this from everyone, but you're so different from your sister.
Marley: Oh, well, Victoria and I were raised in different homes.
Josie: Oh. Oh. I didn't know that.
Marley: Oh. Yes, you are adorable. Yes, you are. I could just hold you forever.
Josie: Hey, are you ok?
Marley: Yes, Iím fine. I think I just get a little sentimental with babies.
Marley: Yes, I do. Oh. Your mommy is so lucky to have you. Isn't Amanda lucky?
Evan: Do I get a copy of those?
Amanda: If you want.
Evan: Well, I like to read, you know, the pieces before they go to the press because it always makes me feel like Iím part of the creative team instead of just a high-class accountant.
Amanda: We are extremely modest today, aren't we?
Evan: Is that a compliment?
Sam: I can't talk, I'm kind of late, so --
Amanda: Late for what? Oh, well.
Evan: Nice fragrance. He has a meeting with the graphics department.
Amanda: Well, you're really on top of everything around here, aren't you?
Evan: Well, that's my job. Thank you. I was talking to Sam earlier today, and I wanted him to know how impressed I was by his paintings.
Amanda: Oh, good. He gets so discouraged sometimes.
Evan: Well, I don't think he was complaining. I just think maybe I made him feel a little uncomfortable about it.
Amanda: Yeah, well, he always gets embarrassed when people praise him. He's always had this thing about accepting praise.
Evan: Well, I meant what I said.
Amanda: I'm sure he didn't mean to be ungracious.
Evan: You know, I envy his talent, but I don't envy his work schedule.
Amanda: Yeah, well, sometimes I think --
Evan: What's that?
Amanda: Well, I just wish that he had more time to spend on doing what he really loves.
Evan: Well, perhaps there's something we can do about that.
Amanda: Well, how do you mean?
Evan: Well, now, I didn't say anything to Sam, but I know a lot of people in the art world.
Amanda: Do you?
Evan: Yeah. And if you'd like, I could ask some of them to take a look at Samís work.
Amanda: You'd do that?
Evan: Yeah. No promises, you understand? But I'll ask them to take a look.
Amanda: That'd be wonderful! Thank you.
Mitch: All I'm saying is just don't make Jamie feel like he's caught between you and Vicky, that he's trapped between the two of you.
Lisa: I'm afraid he already feels that way.
Mitch: But just don't pressure him.
Lisa: Yeah, I keep telling myself not to do that, but then I find myself doing it.
Mitch: Look, the baby is going to be a permanent part of his life, I mean, just like Matthew is a permanent part of my life even though Mac and Rachel raised him.
Lisa: But does Vicky have to be a part, too?
Mitch: Yes, yes, to a certain extent.
Lisa: I just can't stand the thought of sharing Jamie.
Mitch: Well, you'd better learn to accept it and learn to live with that because that's going to be a fact of your life.
Lisa: You're right.
Mitch: And the sooner you accept it and the sooner you let Jamie know that you accept, the better off things are going to be.
Lisa: Oh, boy. I just wish Vicky Hudson had never been born.
Mitch: Just forget about Vicky. Quit focusing on Vicky.
Lisa: Oh, I know, I know.
Mitch: Look, just put all your love, put all your energy into Jamie. Forget about Vicky. I mean, one thing's for sure -- you can't separate a father from their child without there being enormous pain to both of them.
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Amanda: Oh, there you are.
Amanda: Hi. I'm sorry you were so busy at work today. I didn't get a chance to talk to you.
Sam: Yeah, and I've still got a pile of work two feet high on my desk. Ugh.
Amanda: Do you want to paint before we eat?
Sam: No, not tonight.
Amanda: Well, you always paint at night.
Sam: Not tonight, hon.
Amanda: Why not?
Sam: I'm too tired.
Amanda: Are you sure?
Sam: What, does this really upset you?
Amanda: Well, it's just that I know how important it is for you to paint, that's all.
Sam: I'll get to it, I promise, as soon as this stuff at the office is taken care of and this charge against Mac is dropped.
Amanda: You know, I keep trying to forget about that, but I never quite seem to be able to do it.
Sam: Hey. Come on, once it's over, we'll both get back up to speed. Then you won't see me for days and days. So you'd better get used to it while you got it, you know what Iím talking about?
Amanda: Oh, yeah?
Amanda: Sounds good.
Sam: Yeah, it does.
Amanda: Just --
Sam: What? You ok?
Amanda: Mm-hmm. We're going to make it through this.
Sam: Yeah. Of course we will.
Amanda: And so will mom and dad, and so will Jamie. And you know what?
Amanda: No matter what you do, whether it's commercial art or your own, you're going to make it. I love you.
Sam: I think every husband should hear that when he comes home at least once a day.
Amanda: Oh, let's not get carried away, all right?
Sam: Hey, come on, when things are bad at the office, it's nice to come home and hear this nice stuff.
Amanda: Why, what's wrong at the office?
Sam: Well, things are different now that Macís gone. And the morale is kind of low in some departments.
Amanda: "Some departments"? You mean like yours?
Sam: Well, some key people are updating their resumes. I spent most of today trying to convince them to stick it out.
Amanda: Oh, great.
Matt: Good cake!
Josie: Oh, it's delicious.
Mitch: That's good. I'm glad you like it. Felicia's pastry chef made this today.
Felicia: Yes, he did.
Mitch: What was that that happened in the kitchen? Wasn't there some sort of flooding going on or something?
Josie: Oh, really? What happened?
Felicia: Uh, it wasn't anything, really.
Matt: So, how are the wedding plans going?
Mitch: What'd you think of last night's game?
Felicia: Actually, the wedding plans are a total standstill.
Felicia: I don't know. Why don't you ask your father?
Mitch: They're not at a total standstill. We just haven't finalized our plans yet, that's it.
Felicia: No, no, I have. You see, he agrees to something one minute, then the next minute, he changes his mind.
Matt: Well, what's the problem, dad?
Felicia: You see, your father wants a stuffy, conventional wedding, and I would like a very special one.
Matt: Well, that doesn't sound like you, dad. When did you get all stuffy on us?
Felicia: I think it was this morning.
Mitch: Honey, they're just kids. Let's not drag them into --
Felicia: On the contrary! I would love to hear what they feel about my plans. How about you, Josie?
Josie: Well, I mean, I don't know much about weddings.
Felicia: Oh, no, that's all right, it doesn't matter. You're young. I'm sure you're not weighted down with convention. So what would the two of you feel about us getting married at the racetrack?
Matt: The raceů-- sounds sensational.
Felicia: What about you, Josie?
Josie: Well, it's different.
Mitch: She just wants to do it because it hasn't been done before.
Felicia: I -- I don't know why he's so stubborn about all of this.
Mitch: Because I don't want to be saying "I do" in the middle of our ceremony standing downwind of the stables!
Felicia: Well, excuse me.
Matt: Ahem. I hope there's no problem.
Mitch: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you involved in this. There's no problem, really.
Matt: No, no, no problem.
Mitch: We'll work it out. I mean, we'll work it out one way or the other.
Mitch: No problem.
Marley: Well, now, it's almost time for dinner, isn't it?
Vicky: Guess so.
Marley: What would you like to have?
Vicky: Doesn't matter.
Marley: Yes, did you think of something?
Vicky: I'm sorry about last night.
Marley: Oh, that's ok, honey. We all go through things sometimes.
Vicky: Yeah, well, I didn't mean to hurt you.
Marley: I know you didnít. Vicky, Iím glad it happened. I haven't felt that close to you in a long, long time.
Vicky: Me, too.
Marley: Good. And you remember, no matter what the problem, we will work through it and we'll come out better in the end.
Vicky: I hope so.
Marley: I know so. And what else -- Jake and I will not let anyone else harass you or your baby again.
Vicky: What are you going to do, beat them up?
Marley: Oh, well, maybe not me, but Jake might.
Vicky: You know, this is the first time Iíve had to be responsible for another person besides myself.
Marley: Does that frighten you?
Vicky: Sometimes. But then sometimes I feel like I could just take on the world for this kid.
Marley: And you could, too.
Vicky: Took me a while to realize what we're born with, that we can really care for someone else. I'm going to be ready for this baby when it comes.
Lisa: Oh. Jake. Hello.
Jake: I would've called first, but I don't think you would've let me in if I did.
Lisa: You're right. What do you want?
Jake: I don't think it takes much imagination to figure out why I'm here.
Lisa: It's about Vicky.
Jake: Yeah. She has been my closest friend since I was a kid, Lisa.
Lisa: So Iíve heard.
Jake: What happens to her is very important to me.
Lisa: Look, Jake, I don't want to argue with you about Vicky.
Jake: I'm not arguing.
Lisa: I'm sure you have very strong opinions, and so do I.
Jake: You're not being very fair to her, Lisa.
Lisa: What happens to Vicky doesn't concern me.
Jake: Then why don't you stop hounding her?
Lisa: I'm not hounding her.
Jake: No, you're right, you're not. You don't have the guts. You're sending other people to do it for you.
Lisa: What are you talking about?
Jake: You sent Rachel over there to make ugly insinuations, Lisa!
Lisa: I would never ask Rachel to do something like that!
Jake: No? What about Felicia?
Lisa: If they went over there, it's because they know just how far she'll go to get what she wants.
Jake: Are you saying that Vicky got herself pregnant to take Jamie away from you?
Lisa: It's possible. In fact, it's damn likely. Now, I want you to get out of here.
Jake: You know something, you want to play dirty? Nobody plays dirtier than me. You and Jamie won't even know what hit you! You remember that!
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