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Another World Transcript Thursday 9/9/04

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Sharlene: It's open.

Chris: Hi, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Chris.

Chris: I should have called first. You're busy.

Sharlene: No. I'm never too busy for a friend.

Chris: Oh. Thanks, Sharlene. I keep thinking about talking with you the other day.

Sharlene: Me, too.

Chris: Sharlene, it meant so much to me to be able to talk about Tony and our baby, how they -- how they died.

Sharlene: Look, it's important for everyone to have someone to talk to.

Chris: So, I was sitting in my depressing little room, and I just couldn't stand it anymore.

Sharlene: I know the feeling.

Chris: I just wanted to talk with you.

Sharlene: Ok. So Iím here. Sit down.

Chris: Well, I don't really have anything specific to talk about.

Sharlene: Well, you know, friends can tell each other a great deal without saying a word.

Chris: Sharlene, how did you get over it? How did you get over losing your husband?

Sharlene: You know, I don't think you ever get over it. But you have no choice. You just have to get on with your life.

Chris: I obviously can't do that. I don't know how.

Sharlene: Well, now, I know one place you could start. Don't punish John and Jason. Drop the charges you're bringing against them.

Amanda: Yes, this is definitely what I missed most about the morning.

Sam: This is what I missed about all day long. And it's so good coming home to family. That's kind of funny -- family never really meant that much to me.

Amanda: It's not funny. It's kind of sad.

Sam: Yeah, I guess that is. But I got a beautiful daughter and an incredible wife and a really cool set of in-laws.

Amanda: Oh, Mom was really happy that you stopped by to see dad last night.

Sam: Yeah, well, it's good seeing Mac back to his old self again.

Amanda: Mm-hmm. He hasn't stopped smiling ever since they dropped the charges.

Sam: Yeah, well, finally, all that stuff's behind us. I really have to go, hon.

Amanda: Hey, Sam --

Sam: Hmm?

Amanda: If you get a chance, can you check on mom, make sure she's not working too hard?

Sam: Sure. She did look kind of tired last night.

Amanda: Well, you'd look that way too if you were working 18 hours a day, seven days a week.

Sam: Yeah, really. Bye.

Amanda: Bye.

Sam: Whoa. Somebody's been moving my paintings. Why?

Amanda: Yeah. I did.

Sam: Why?

Mary: What private discussion was that?

Vince: Between you and Marley yesterday, when I left.

Mary: Ah, that private discussion.

Vince: Yeah. What is so secret?

Mary: You want me to tell you what we discussed in a private discussion?

Vince: Is it unethical?

Mary: It's not only unethical -- it's none of your business.

Vince: Hey, Jake is my nephew.

Jake: What's your problem?

Mary: Hi, Jake.

Vince: Whoa, you look awful.

Jake: Oh, I'm glad you pointed that out, Vince. I'd have never noticed.

Mary: Well, breakfast will help.

Jake: All I want is some coffee, Mary.

Vince: Just coffee, you, champion of breakfasts?

Jake: Look, Vince, Iím really not in the mood for jokes, especially after the punch Mary delivered me last night.

Vince: What in the world did you tell him?

Mary: It's highly confidential, Vince.

Jake: The big news, Vince, is that I'm probably sterile.

Mary: No, I did not say that.

Jake: Well, you could have fooled me, Mary.

Mary: Jake, I didn't -- well, ok, guys. I'm going to work.

Vince: Mm-hmm.

Vince: Ok, Jake, let's talk about this.

Sam: Amanda, you know I don't like these out of order.

Amanda: I tried to put them back the way they were.

Sam: Well, what were you doing with them?

Amanda: Well, you know, it just gets so cramped in here. I mean, you have your paintings and I have my typewriter out and all the boxes of paper and Alliís stuff. I just decided to rearrange, that's all. I tried to be careful. I really did.

Sam: It's ok. I understand. Yeah, and you're right. There is too much stuff for this space. You know, I could possibly redesign the layout here.

Amanda: Maybe we could possibly look for a bigger place? I mean, with both our salaries, I think we could do it.

Sam: I don't know. Look, I'm kind of attached to the place. I mean, it's our first place.

Amanda: I know. So am I. But, I mean, we're tripping over each other.

Sam: Oh -- you know, I could get a studio space.

Amanda: A real studio?

Sam: Well, a small one, stuff where I could work at and get my stuff out of here.

Amanda: Well, that's a possibility, I guess.

Sam: Yeah. And then that way I wouldn't be in Alliís way.

Amanda: I feel like she's the one that's in your way.

Sam: No, she isnít. Besides, I can work under any conditions no matter how chaotic. I don't know. What do you think? Maybe chaos is my natural inspiration?

Amanda: Well, if that's true, then you'll be very inspired at work.

Sam: Oh, yeah?

Amanda: Liz told me it's been chaos there for weeks, even with mom working as hard as she is.

Sam: Well, then, I better get down there and enjoy it before Mac straightens things out.

Amanda: Hey!

Sam: What? Huh?

Amanda: One more kiss, Mr. Fowler.

Sam: Oh. I love you, Mrs. Fowler.

Amanda: Everything's right back to where it should be -- perfect.

Vince: So it's just a low sperm count.

Jake: "Just"? What do you mean, "Just"?

Vince: Could be worse.

Jake: How?

Vince: Well, you could really be sterile. At least this way, there is a chance.

Jake: Oh, a chance.

Vince: Or isn't there?

Jake: I don't want a chance, Vince. I want to be a father.

Vince: Sure, you do.

Jake: I mean, you're the father of four kids. You don't know what this is like.

Vince: Well, this is about how you feel about yourself as a man.

Jake: Stop. I don't want a pep talk, all right?

Vince: You don't need a pep talk. What you need is an education.

Jake: It's already been explained to me.

Vince: But you still feel as though you're not a real man because of it, right?

Jake: I can handle it in my head, but emotionally, it's a little rocky.

Vince: Kid, you'll get a handle on it. You will.

Jake: Man, all this time Marley and me thought it was, you know, her problem. You know?

Vince: She loves you, and you love her. And as long as that's --

Marley: Good morning.

Vince: There she is. How do people look that good in the morning? Would you like some French toast? We have --

Marley: Just coffee, if you have any left. Thank you.

Vince: Always coffee on the McKinnon stove.

Marley: Thank you, Vince. Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep last night?

Jake: He is right. You are beautiful in the morning.

Marley: You did not answer my question.

Vince: Ah, how was Vicky last night?

Jake: Vicky?

Vince: Cheryl called. She --

Marley: She was much better, actually. Jamie gave her some medicine to help her with the morning sickness.

Jake: You saw Vicky last night?

Marley: Well, just for a few minutes.

Jake: Oh, you didn't mention that.

Marley: Well, you didn't feel much like talking, remember?

Jake: What did she say?

Marley: About what?

Jake: About our situation. You must have talked to her about it.

Marley: You know, sweetheart, Victoria has been very concerned about whether or not I can have a child, and I wanted to tell her that the test results showed that it may be possible.

Vince: I better take off. I'll see you two kids tonight, huh?

Marley: Ok.

Jake: You did tell her the rest, though, huh?

Marley: The rest of what?

Jake: Of the news, Marley.

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

Jake: You told her that I'm the one who has the problem, right?

Marley: We both have problems, and we will work them out together.

Jake: Is that what you said?

Marley: Yes. Now, I would not blame you for this.

Jake: I know you wouldnít. I know. How did Vicky react?

Marley: Well, I couldn't quite figure it out, actually.

Jake: What do you mean?

Marley: You know, if I did not know Victoria better, I would say that she was pleased about the news. I don't know. Strange, huh?

Jake: Yeah. Vicky -- Vicky has a tendency to be strange sometimes. Look, I got a busy day. I'm going to get dressed, all right?

Chris: I'm supposed to let John and Jason get away with what they did?

Sharlene: What did they do, Chris?

Chris: They used me! They took advantage of me.

Sharlene: I doubt if they meant to.

Chris: How do you know what they meant?

Sharlene: Chris, what good does it do for you to hurt them? All it does is put off what you really -- what's really troubling you for a while, but it will come back and it'll come back stronger, until you work through this grief.

Chris: They deserve to be punished.

Sharlene: How can you have any respect for yourself if you punish other people for your own problems?

Chris: You think that's what Iím doing?

Sharlene: Can you really tell me it's not?

Chris: Oh. Sharlene, how'd you get to be so smart?

Sharlene: Come on, Chris, Iíve been there, and I just can't sit by and watch someone else go through the same thing without reaching out a hand.

Chris: What do you mean, you've been there?

Sharlene: After Floyd died, I hated men because they were alive and he wasnít. And I -- I gave a lot of them a real hard time, but I gave myself a worse one, believe me.

Chris: Well, you got through it.

Sharlene: Eventually, eventually, but I wasted a lot of years just hanging on by my nails. Chris, come on. Don't let those years go by. This is all we've got, right here.

Chris: I'll do it, Sharlene.

Sharlene: You'll do what?

Chris: I'll drop the charges.

Sharlene: Oh, Chris, I am real, real proud of you. Oh.

John: Hey. Uh -- maybe I'll come back.

Sharlene: No, no. Don't go, John. Chris has something to tell you.

John: What's going on?

Sharlene: Chris will tell you.

Chris: It's ok, John. You don't have to be on your guard against me, not from now on.

John: What are you getting at?

Chris: I've changed.

John: Since the last time we spoke?

Chris: I was real hurt when you fired me. I overreacted. I realize that now. John, I'm very sorry.

John: Well, I'm glad to hear it.

Chris: I'm dropping the charges against you and Jason.

John: Thanks.

Chris: I guess you should really thank Sharlene.

John: Why? What's Sharlene got to do with this?

Chris: She's an exceptional woman, John. She's kind, she's loving enough to help me pull myself together.

John: That's terrific.

Chris: Yeah. I can't believe I was so cruel to you. That was not fair.

John: Well, listen, don't beat yourself up about it, ok? It's not going to help anybody.

Chris: It wasn't fair, though. You must have been so worried about your company and your reputation.

John: We both know that you were under a lot of stress. The big thing is, is that you can admit a mistake.

Chris: You never meant to hurt me, did you?

John: It would be the last thing I'd want to do.

Chris: I realize that now.

John: So, what are you going to do? Are you going to look for another job?

Chris: Oh, no, not yet. I think I better try to get my life back on track.

John: Well, it seems to me that you've already taken the most important step. Just remember, Chris, I'll be here if you need me.

Chris: Thanks, John. You see, I feel great now. I don't think I'll need anybody from now on. I better get going.

John: Chris --

[Phone rings]

John: Take care.

Chris: Oh, I will. I will.

John: Chris? Chris! I'm glad I caught you. How'd you like to go out and say hi to Mikey with me?

Chris: Well, don't you have work to do?

John: Well, actually, no. That was my mother on the phone, and I told her that I'd stop by and help her get him settled in.

Chris: Wait a minute. Why is Mikey staying with your mother?

John: Well, Michael and Donna thought it might be nice for him to spend some time out at the farm with her when they're in Washington.

Chris: Oh, they're out of town?

John: Yeah, but only for a couple days. I know how much you like Mikey. You sure you wouldn't like to come along?

Chris: No, I better not.

John: Well, suit yourself.

Chris: Oh, no, I'd love to. I have things to do. I have to get to human resources and tell those counselors I'm dropping the suit against you. Please tell Mikey hello for me.

John: I will.

Evan: What are you smiling about?

Caroline: I smile quite a lot. People happen to like the fact that Iím smiling.

Evan: Well, I agree with them, whoever they are, but can we be serious?

Caroline: Oh, so when Sam comes, Iím serious, not smiling?

Evan: No, no. I want you to be Charmante.

Caroline: Oh, Charmante, not serious.

Evan: Oh, come on, Caroline, this is important. We can't blow this.

Caroline: Listen, whatever happened to the cool Mr. Evan Bates?

Evan: Look, he's still right here, but what I need you to do, I need you to convince Sam he's to devote all of his time to his painting.

Caroline: I think I can manage that.

Evan: Ok, now, when those fat cat art dealers come to your gallery and they buy art, they like their artists just being artists, right?

Caroline: Look, I don't care what they want as long as their checkbooks are open.

Evan: Would you stop trying to divert me? Don't give me that little attitude and that look with your eyes.

Caroline: Some people think I have lovely eyes.

Evan: Well, I tell you, all I'm interested in right now is just your hearing.

Caroline: Evan, I am listening, and my mission is for your precious Mr. Sam Fowler, that I have to convince him unless he's a full-time painter his masterpieces shall not end up in the louvre.

Evan: I want you to stop being so cynical.

Caroline: And I'd really like it if you stopped treating me like an idiot.

Evan: Well, look, I'm sorry. But sometimes you give the impression of not being as smart as you really are.

Caroline: Thanks for the tip.

Evan: Sit down.

Caroline: Now, do you think we can get back to Sam?

Evan: Yeah. Right. Now, see, I have this feeling that Sam is about ready to pack it in here.

Caroline: What, quit on his father-in-law's business?

Evan: Well, he's a great graphics man, but he wants to do more than that.

Caroline: Evan, would you stop worrying?

Evan: Well, you know, he's really a creative guy and everything.

Caroline: Oh, goodness. And I'm charming. I mean, you can vouch for that, can't you?

Evan: Yeah, ok, I simply want him to do what he does best.

Caroline: Simple? Darling, you have never been simple about anything.

Evan: Ok, ok, ok. Oh, hello, Sam. There's someone here who would like to meet you.

Sam: Hello.

Evan: This is Caroline Stafford. This is the Sam Fowler.

Caroline: I feel Iíve already met you. I've seen your paintings -- oh, figuratively speaking.

Evan: You see, Caroline owns an art gallery in Chicago and plans on opening another one here.

Caroline: And when I open it, it's going to be yours.

Sam: I don't get it. What?

Caroline: Your show.

Evan: You know, an exhibit of your best work.

Sam: You're kidding, right?

Caroline: No. I don't kid about my art gallery. Art is my business. It's exciting, it's challenging and sometimes extremely lucrative.

Evan: Yeah, see, this is an excellent opportunity, Sam. Excellent.

Sam: Well, look, you haven't seen enough of my work to know whether I'm worth showing.

Caroline: Why don't you let me be the judge of that?

Sam: Look, no, the stuff that's hanging here at "Brava," it's not my best work. You got to come back to the loft and see what my best work is -- at least, what I think my best work is.

Caroline: Well, you're absolutely right, because it is your best. I've seen it.

Sam: You have?

Evan: Yes. We went to the loft while you were away.

Caroline: Your charming wife was really wonderful. She was so proud of you, and at the same time, she was modest as well. That's pretty unusual in artists' wives.

Sam: So Amanda knows that you two are interested in my work? That's --

Caroline: Of course! I mean, and she insisted that I break the news to you. So, Sam, we've got quite a lot to talk about.

Sam: Oh, well Ė

Jake: Let's talk.

Vicky: Hi, Jake. It's so great to see you. Why don't you just come on in?

Jake: What's going on, Vicky?

Vicky: I don't know. Why don't you tell me? Hey, you working on that thing with Lisa, the documentary?

Jake: I am talking about Marley.

Vicky: What about Marley?

Jake: What the hell's the matter with you?

Vicky: Jake, would you calm down? Tell me what's going on.

Jake: I will calm down when you tell me why you almost ruined everything I've been working on with my wife.

Vicky: Hey, you're not even making sense right here.

Jake: She just told me, she said, if I didn't know her better, I would swear she's relieved that I may not be able to get her pregnant, Vicky.

Vicky: Oh, I never said I was relieved.

Jake: No? What gave her that thought, Vick, huh? What'd you do, smile? Did you burst out laughing? What?

Vicky: Wait a minute, Jake. You're right. I might have been a little relieved, but not because of your problem. I was relieved because now we know that Marley has a chance at having a kid, that's all.

Jake: Oh, great. I'm relieved about that, too.

Vicky: Well, good. Then why don't you just chill out a bit and relax, or --

Jake: I would if I could forget that we spent the night together, Vicky.

Vicky: Jake, don't you blame me for that.

Jake: I'm not blaming you for that! I just want to make sure that Marley never finds out about it.

Vicky: Well, she never will.

Jake: Vicky, if she finds out that the two people she loves most betrayed her she will never get over it.

Vicky: You thought it was your baby?

Jake: That's not the point, damn it.

Vicky: But you thought it, didn't you, Jake?

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: Hey, I thought we had that all cleared up.

Jake: I guess we didnít.

Vicky: Well, now there's no doubt, right?

Jake: I guess not, then.

Vicky: Hey, Jake, I'm really sorry about your condition.

Jake: I don't want your pity, Vicky.

Vicky: I know that! I just -- I just want you to know that I care about you, that's all, right?

Jake: Yeah, I know that, right. Look, I'll see you later.

Vicky: Jake -- are you off to the police headquarters?

Jake: Oh, right, I forgot. I'm on my "get Vicky a husband" mission, right?

Vicky: Well, I'd like it if you were. Good luck with Lisa.

Jake: I'm going to need more than luck with Lisa. Somebody's going to have to stop me from wringing her neck.

Vicky: Jake, I'm sure you two will be great friends. Actually, don't worry about that pally stuff. Just keep her away from Jamie for me.

Jake: Right. I won't let her out of my sight, Vick.

Vicky: Ok. He's in a good mood today.

John: I can't believe that you got Chris to drop those charges against us.

Sharlene: I think she was about to do it on her own.

John: Oh, I doubt it.

Sharlene: No, she just needed a little push.

John: Well, you were able to persuade her when nobody else could.

Sharlene: I don't think she would have pressed charges, John.

John: You're awfully protective of her. You know that?

Sharlene: It's because Chris is a very, very warm, caring person. I think she regrets this whole mess.

John: I think you're right.

Sharlene: I remember when Floyd was killed how bitter I was. And that kind of grief can throw you off balance. Time doesn't always help when you've lost the only man you ever loved and his child.

John: Do you think Iíve been insensitive?

Sharlene: John, you could never be insensitive.

John: Oh, I don't know. Sometimes I think I'm more like Chris than I care to admit.

Sharlene: How do you mean?

John: I've never really allowed myself to grieve, either.

Sharlene: Not for anyone?

John: I was determined to put the pain and all the memories of that war behind me.

Sharlene: Have you been able to do that?

John: It was just a pipe dream. Memories have a way of following you around in one form or another. Mostly, it's been nightmares, but they've been less intense and less frequent.

Sharlene: If you ever want to talk --

John: Oh, Sharlene. You got enough people leaning on you already. I'm going to get out of here.

Sharlene: You off to the site?

John: No. Actually, I'm going to go and say hi to Mikey.

Sharlene: Oh, lucky you.

John: I told my mother -- actually, I promised her -- that I would come by and see him. He won't miss my brother so much if I do that. Little does she know, it's no sacrifice on my part.

Sharlene: Well, you give him a big hug from me, ok?

John: Sure will. Listen, Sharlene, I want to thank you again.

Sharlene: You know, I hate that.

John: Yeah, I know you hate it, but the fact is you helped me out with Chris, and it meant a lot to me.

Sharlene: Somehow, I don't think Jasonís going to be half as grateful as you are.

John: Well, Jason may not be grateful, but he is going to be mighty relieved.

Sharlene: Yeah. No, I know you're right.

John: Sharlene --

Sharlene: Don't say it, John.

John: Thanks again.

Sharlene: No, you said it.

John: I said it again. Yes, I know I did.

Caroline: We have to set a date.

Sam: A date? A date for what?

Caroline: Your showing.

Sam: You handle that, ok?

Caroline: Actually, I'm thinking of tying it in to a benefit that Iím doing in Chicago, because it means that all of Chicago is going to be there.

Sam: Sounds great to me.

Caroline: Hmm. It really is a good idea, actually, because this benefit attracts really serious buyers, so it's big money. But I'm sorry, Sam, I've got to warn you, it's not going to be easy to sell an unknown. They don't risk money.

Sam: Yeah. That I understood.

Caroline: But it doesn't mean Iím not going to work hard for you, but you've got to promise to do the same.

Sam: I'm sorry. I don't quite follow you.

Caroline: Sam, you're dividing your energy between your job here and your painting.

Sam: Well, I've got to pay my bills, Ms. Stafford.

Caroline: Caroline, please. If you want to really make it in the art world, you've got to be absolutely single-minded about it. You've got to desire to be the very best there is.

Sam: And you don't think I have that desire?

Caroline: I don't know. So many artists these days are more concerned about their life than their careers.

Sam: Well, I've managed to handle both so far.

Caroline: Hmm. You think so? I really think it's something you and your lovely wife have really got to think about.

Jake: Hey, Lisa. Is that important, or can you give me some time?

Lisa: It's important.

Jake: I am kind of in a bind time-wise.

Lisa: Why is that?

Jake: Mac Coryís not going to go to trial.

Lisa: Thank God.

Jake: Right, but I got to scratch all my prep work. I mean, I'm back to square one.

Lisa: Well, what was square one?

Jake: Well, the documentary's going to have to focus on a day in the life of a police force, which was my original idea.

Lisa: Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Jake: That's not too exciting, but we're stuck, I mean, and we're days behind schedule.

Lisa: Well, I'm sure you'll catch up.

Jake: Lisa, we would have to work 24 hours around the clock.

Lisa: I have other duties, you know.

Jake: This takes priority.

Lisa: It may take priority to you.

Jake: To Delaney. Remember, I was there when he told you that.

Lisa: It takes priority, but I am not going to drop all my other work.

Jake: Delaney's given your regular duties to other people.

Lisa: What? When did this happen?

Jake: Just now.

Lisa: You talked him into that.

Jake: Nobody can talk Delaney into anything. You know that.

Lisa: You have a way of turning people around --

Jake: Lisa, don't get mad at me.

Lisa: I don't like people arranging my life!

Jake: Look, I know the schedule's going to be a little rough on you. I'm sorry.

Lisa: Are you?

Jake: But I have a deadline, I have a boss, and you have Delaney, and they're not going to be real happy if we get behind.

Lisa: You've made your point. Now I have to go.

Jake: Where to?

Lisa: It's my business, if you don't mind.

Jake: We need to block out a schedule.

Lisa: You take care of it. I'm sure you can.

Jake: Listen, why don't you give -- Lisa -- why don't you give me your phone number so I can get in touch with you if I have to?

Lisa: We work together in the office. Where I am when I'm not in the office is not your concern.

Sam: Hi!

Amanda: What are you doing here?

Sam: I came for a free lunch.

Amanda: Just like that?

Sam: What, I need an invitation?

Amanda: I don't think I have any food.

Sam: Well, come here. We need to talk for a second.

Amanda: You know, maybe I do have some cold cuts. Turkey, salami --

Sam: Amanda --

[Sam whistles]

Sam: Stop worrying about lunch and listen to me for a sec, just for a sec?

Amanda: What is it?

Sam: How come you didn't tell me about Caroline Stafford?

Amanda: Well, I didn't know if she was really interested. I didn't want to build your hopes up and then have it all fall through.

Sam: So you didn't believe what she told you, then?

Amanda: It's just it all came out of the blue, you know? I mean, she seemed genuinely interested in your paintings, but what if she changed her mind? I'm sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing.

Sam: Amanda?

Amanda: What?

Sam: You did the right thing.

Amanda: You're not mad?

Sam: No, I'm not mad. Are you kidding? This is the break Iíve been waiting for!

Amanda: I think it is. You know that?

Sam: What?

Amanda: And I am so happy I don't have to keep any secrets from you.

Sam: Mmm. You know something? I got my own exhibit do you believe that? I got my own exhibit!

Amanda: Your own exhibit!

Sam: Yeah.

Amanda: Let's go celebrate!

Sam: Better idea -- let's stay in and celebrate.

Sam: While the kid is asleep?

Amanda: Hmm.

Sam: Shh, shh. Shh.

Josie: I couldn't believe John was in such a good mood.

Sharlene: Don't fill those too high, Josie.

Josie: He's been kind of quiet lately, don't you think?

Sharlene: Well, he's had a lot on his mind lately.

Josie: Things have gotten better?

Sharlene: Yeah. Chris dropped the charges against Frame Construction.

Josie: Oh, why didn't you tell me?

Sharlene: I just did. These are hot.

Josie: Does Uncle Jason know?

Sharlene: No, but he will soon.

Josie: How come you don't seem too happy about all this?

Sharlene: Of course Iím happy. This is a big load off everyone's mind.

Josie: What's wrong?

Sharlene: Who says anything is?

Josie: Oh, come on, mama, you know I can tell when something's bothering you.

John: Hi.

Sharlene: Well, hello.

John: I got one real thirsty little guy here.

Sharlene: Apple juice.

Josie: Oh, I'll get him some apple cider.

John: Apple cider sounds real good.

Sharlene: How are you?

John: Have a seat.

Sharlene: Hi, you.

John: Well, my mom wasn't feeling real great, so I decided Iíd bring him over here. Hope you don't mind.

Sharlene: No. Is she ill? No. Is she ill?

John: No, no, she's just -- I think having you-know-who underfoot was a little too much for her, if you know what I mean.

Josie: Here you go, sweetie.

Sharlene: Well, you know, why doesn't you-know-who just stay here with us, with me and Josie? Wouldn't you like that, huh? We wouldn't mind, will we?

Josie: No, not at all.

John: Well, that sounds like a terrific idea. As a matter of fact, I was going to suggest it myself.

Sharlene: Then as far as Iím concerned, it's all set.

John: Good.

Sharlene: I'd love to have him.

John: Well, I'll call Michael and Donna and let them know what's going on, and, you, you get to stay here with these lovely ladies until Michael and Donna come back from Washington. Is that a deal or what?

Josie: Lucky for us.

Sharlene: Good deal.

Evan: You left a message you wanted to see me?

Sam: Yeah. Evan, look, I went over some of the layout estimates.

Evan: Does everything --

Sam: Yeah, we're almost done. Yeah, there's some pretty glaring errors.

Evan: Well, were they approved?

Sam: Yeah, by Rachel.

Evan: Well, it must have been an oversight on her part.

Sam: Well, of course it was. Evan, she's been working too hard lately.

Evan: Well, that's what being in charge is all about, Sam.

Sam: Well, maybe she's not quite used to it yet.

Evan: Well, she's given a terrific account of herself. Let me take a look at this. I tell you what -- Iím going to make sure these budget errors are corrected.

Sam: Evan, what about Mac? How come they haven't reinstated him, I mean, now that these charges have been dropped?

Evan: Well, because we haven't been able to get a quorum together to set forth a resolution, so we're working on it.

Sam: Well, at least this takeover thing's over with.

Evan: Why would you assume that?

Sam: What? It's not?

Evan: Well, Drew Marsten was just a front man for Bennett Publishing.

Sam: So you think Bennettís going to go ahead with the takeover attempt?

Evan: Well, there is no reason why they should stop. I mean, although they've been, you know, ominously quiet this past week or so, but, you know --

Sam: Evan, just one more thing.

Evan: Yes?

Sam: Look, maybe it's too soon to be talking about this right now.

Evan: Well, what is it?

Sam: You might have to replace me.

Evan: Oh, really?

Sam: Yeah. Ms. Stafford thinks it's -- she's pretty firm about the fact that she wants me painting full-time. She thinks it's necessary if my exhibition is going to be a success.

Evan: I see. Well, that's reasonable for an art dealer to want that, but what do you want, Sam?

Sam: That I don't know.

Evan: Well, it's going to be really tough to replace you. I mean, even temporarily. But if that's what you want for your career, we'll make it work for you.

[Phone rings]

Jake: Yeah.

Vicky: Oh, hi. It's me. I'm glad it's you. I was going to hang up if it was Lisa.

Jake: What, are you afraid of her?

Vicky: No, just can't stand the sight, the smell, taste of her, you know. Oh -- sound.

Jake: Well, then, you probably shouldn't call here anymore since she's generally the one that picks up the phone.

Vicky: All right, fine. Well, how are you two getting along?

Jake: Oil and water.

Vicky: Why? What happened?

Jake: I had a disagreement.

Vicky: No, Jake. Please don't tell me you lost your temper.

Jake: Delaney says she's still trying to get out of the assignment.

Vicky: She canít.

Jake: Don't worry. I think she's going to change her mind, all right?

Vicky: Well, good, because I'm just about to call Jamie and find out what night he's off this week.

Jake: Do me a favor. Give me a day or two notice, ok?

Vicky: Yeah, you're going to make sure she's working, right?

Jake: Oh, don't worry. She'll be busy -- arguing with me.

Vince: There's little Mikey!

Sharlene: Well, hey, you two. Come on in.

Mary: Hi.

Sharlene: Hi.

Mary: We just went by the Hudson farm looking for Mike.

Sharlene: Well, yeah. Clara's hands were a little full, poor thing.

Mary: Well, somebody should have told me about the change.

Sharlene: Oh -- I didn't even think about --

Mary: There's no harm done. It's perfectly all right. It's just I'm supposed to notify the board about any changes.

Sharlene: Of course, you are --

Mary: And some of them can be very rigid about this kind of thing.

Sharlene: Look, you don't have to explain. I understand. I --

Vince: Little Mikey looks quite at home here.

Sharlene: I tell you, he won't be lacking for attention.

Mary: No, I guess not. I wonder, could we take a quick look at his room?

Sharlene: Of course you can. Right upstairs.

Vince: Mikey, Mikey, you want to show us your room?

Sharlene: Come on, Mikey.

Boy: Nobody look at our room.

Sharlene: Why?

Boy: I left it a mess.

Sharlene: Come on.

Mary: What have you got there? Is that a spaceship?

Boy: Josie, can I talk to you for a sec?

Josie: Sure.

Boy: I was wondering if you might like to go to the campus concert with me.

Josie: That's -- that's really nice of you, Kenny, but --

Kenny: Now, I know your uncle doesn't want you going out with any of the boarders.

Josie: No, no, it's not that. It's just that, well, I already have a boyfriend.

Kenny: Well, sure. Why wouldn't you? I bet there are hundreds of guys wanting to take you out.

Josie: No, no, there's only one, and he's the only one I want.

Kenny: Ok, forget I asked. I might ask again, though.

Josie: No, Kenny.

Kenny: Now, I don't give up too easily. Don't worry, I won't be a pest, though.

Josie: You know, my mom doesn't even like me going out anyway.

Kenny: Yeah, my mom's like that with my sisters, too.

Josie: Well, then, you understand.

Kenny: Yeah.

Josie: I really would like to be friends.

Kenny: We are friends.

Josie: Well, good, as long as that's all we are, is friends.

Vince: Awful big bed for a little guy like you.

Mary: It sure is, but it's a sweet room, Sharlene. It's just darling.

Josie: Mikey!

Mary: Well, you know what I have to do, my little sweetie? I got to go back to the office and write a report for the board. That's what I have to do.

Sharlene: You have to leave?

Mary: I'm afraid so, yes, but I'm sure he's just fine. Goodbye, sweetheart. We'll see you soon.

Josie: You know what I was thinking?

Sharlene: What?

Josie: He hasn't seen the barn yet, so why don't we go out with Mary and Vince to the car --

Vince: Oh, come on! Hey, let's go see the barn!

Mary: Oh, good. Bye, Sharlene.

Sharlene: Take care. Yeah. Bye-bye.

Vince: Bye-bye.

Kenny: By the way, I won't be making it back for supper tonight.

Sharlene: How come?

Kenny: I got some more work I got to get done in the library.

Sharlene: Are you sure?

Kenny: What do you mean?

Sharlene: I mean, did Josie say something to put you off?

Kenny: No. She was real friendly, as usual.

John: Hey. How's it going?

Sharlene: Hey.

Kenny: Good. Thanks. I'll see you later, Mrs. Watts.

Sharlene: Ok.

John: I saw Josie and Mikey heading out towards the barn with a whole entourage of people.

Sharlene: Yeah, we're happy to have him.

John: Listen, Sharlene, I know I promised you that I would not thank you again for what you did with Chris.

Sharlene: John, come on.

John: So maybe you'd just like to have dinner with me instead.

Sharlene: Oh. Thanks anyway, but I -- Vince -- I have an order of pickled beets to get ready for him. That's tonight.

John: Picked beets?

Sharlene: Yeah.

John: Oh, you're in such luck. You happen to be looking at the world champion beet-pickler.

Sharlene: No, no.

John: I could help you.

Sharlene: No, no. You would be a distraction, you really would, and besides -- I mean, I appreciate the offer, John, but when I cook, I like to have the kitchen to myself.

John: Somehow, I feel like that's a double rejection.

Sharlene: No. It's nothing personal. So what do you say we go see what Mikeyís doing at the barn?

John: Yeah.

[Music plays]

Sam: Is she asleep?

Amanda: Almost. I hope she's going to be quiet through dinner.

Sam: Does that mean daddy doesn't get to tuck his little girl in?

Amanda: Well, daddy can tuck her in if he wants. But if he wants to wake her up and ruin a nice, romantic dinner --

Sam: Uh -- ok. Shh.

Sam: You know, I've been thinking about spending a lot more time at home. And I think I'm going to do just that.

Amanda: I don't think you're going to get very much painting done.

Sam: If I paint too much, when am I going to have time for you and Alli?

Amanda: Sam, come on, you have to be realistic. You've got to give up something.

Sam: Do I have to?

Amanda: Hmm?

Sam: Mm-hmm.

Amanda: Well, if you don't, then how are you ever going to have a show?

Sam: Yeah. Look, it's something we have to talk about, yeah.

Amanda: Maybe mom can give you less days at work. A few hours a week?

Sam: Actually, Amanda, I was thinking more about quitting my job at "Brava."

Amanda: You are?

Sam: Yeah. Look, Caroline Stafford thinks that it would be better for me to devote all my time to painting, at least until the exhibits open.

Amanda: And you think that's a good idea?

Sam: I don't know. Look, if I spend all my time painting and holding down a regular job, when am I going to have time for you and Alli?

Amanda: I know. I thought about that, too.

Sam: And I refuse to take any time away from you two, even a little bit of time. If I did that --

[Alli fusses]

Sam: See, my life, it just wouldn't make any sense.

Amanda: Well, I'm sure no matter what you decide, it's going to be the right decision for both of us --

Sam and Amanda: All of us.

Marley: Hello. Hello.

Jake: What are you doing here?

Marley: Taking care of my husband. Now, I know you intend to work all night, but not on an empty stomach.

Jake: Oh, a brown paper bag. That's my favorite.

Marley: I know.

Jake: Look, I got to stay up late. I got to start on this right away.

Marley: Don't you have at least five minutes to talk to your wife?

Jake: Sure. Have a seat.

Marley: Thank you.

Jake: So, tell me, what are we talking about?

Marley: Well, I want to know if you're all right after what Mary told us.

Jake: Now, it's kind of hard for me to say. I mean, I don't know how Iím feeling. I mean, maybe I'm a little angry.

Marley: Well, I understand that. I was a little angry after the doctor in California told me that I was infertile.

Jake: That's different, Marley.

Marley: Why?

Jake: Because he can correct your condition, possibly.

Marley: Well, it can be corrected. Yours can be corrected.

Jake: You know, I don't want to talk about this, all right?

Marley: I do, Jake. We have to talk about this. Now, we both --

[Phone rings]

Jake: Jake McKinnon. I'm working on it. I know. Sure, I'll be right over there. That's my producer.

Marley: You have to go over there right now?

Jake: Yeah. He needs these storyboards first thing in the morning, so it's going to be a long night. Don't wait up, all right?

Marley: So -- Jake! You forgot.

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